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Endless love
Pairing -> Husband!Robert Downey Jr. x Wife!Fem!Reader
Word count -> 1.4K
Summary -> Your husband, Robert, has taken you on a surprise trip to Italy after seeing how stressed you've been lately. The two of you take it easy for a day as you stroll around the city during the afternoon before dinner in an authentic Italian restaurant and finish the night off in each other's arms.
Rating -> Explicit (E)
Warnings -> RPF, established relationship (Husband/Wife), use of pet name (Gorgeous), large age gap (~ 10-15 years), there is some Italian spoken in this fic, and the translations will be at the bottom of the story
Smut -> Dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), creampie, cockwarming
Request -> Anon
Can I request for you a one-shot with robert downey jr and female reader on a romantic trip to Italy, they spend the day visiting some nice places, at night they go out to dinner in a very romantic restaurant and finish the night making sweet vanilla love ❤️
A/n -> Thank you so much for this sweet request, Nonnie! It's such a sweet idea, and I know he would make it the most special trip of our lives! At the same time, I also want to apologize for how long this has been sitting in my drafts, but I still hope you will love it, and thank you for your patience! A special thank you to @ccbsrmsf1 for proofreading and drooling, I hope you all enjoy what I did with this one 🩵
A/n 2.0 -> My requests are open again! Please consider that I only have 24 hours in my day, so it might take a while to get the new requests posted, but I expect to post them around February/March. I'll be looking forward to what you will all come up with, and I can't wait to start writing requests again 🩵
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It has been almost a week since your husband, Robert, flew both of you to Italy as a treat to get out of the stress you've been wrapped up in for almost three months now. He could tell you were nearing your breaking point, and to avoid that, he arranged for you to have two weeks off work so you could enjoy being with him and see some beautiful parts of the country.
Italy has extraordinary memories for you both since it's where you got married a little over ten years ago. Because of that, Robert wanted to bring you back to where your love for each other reached another high, and you couldn't be more thankful for it. For him.
You're currently staying in Venice for a few days, and tomorrow will be your last day here before moving to Florence, where you'll stay for the rest of your trip. Now, you've been strolling through Venice almost the entire afternoon, and Robert has just arranged to take you on a boat ride through the Venician canals in a gondola.
''It'll be perfect, Gorgeous; I can't imagine doing this with anyone other than my beautiful wife,'' he tells you as he carefully helps you into the gondola, ensuring your dress won't get caught in anything, or you won't trip and fall.
''Thank you, Robert, for everything. I can't believe you did all this for me, but I'm so grateful, and I love you,'' you tell him before leaning in for a soft kiss on his lips, and that's when the gondola ride begins. The two of you can't get enough of every sight you see, drinking it all in eagerly while taking photos with your camera, making sure no memory will be forgotten.
The man operating your boat is singing beautiful songs in Italian, and for the entire duration, it feels like you're transported back to your wedding day. Surrounded by the people you love most, and together with the man you've vowed to treasure forever. Your heart is swelling from all the love, and you never want this beautiful moment to end.
When the boat suddenly comes to a stop, you look a little confused at Robert, but he gestures for you to follow him, which you do without a second thought. After a 10-minute walk, you arrive at a small, romantic-looking Italian restaurant. Soft music spilled out of the building and onto the terrace, a welcoming warmth encasing you as you grabbed your husband's hand before walking into the restaurant.
''Abbiamo una prenotazione per due,'' Robert says without hesitation, taking you by surprise. The hostess guides you to a beautiful table with a view over the water, and you can see the sun setting as well, adding to the romantic atmosphere of the evening.
''Robert, I didn't know you spoke Italian,'' you say with a slight giggle because the thought of him speaking a foreign language like this makes you feel warm and tingly inside, as well as in your panties.
''I've been learning it as a surprise, but I have some phrases that'll be much more fitting for later in the evening,'' he tells you with a wink, and suddenly you can't wait to be back in the hotel, seeing what else he has to say to you.
You decide to go for a beautiful-looking lasagna, and Robert gets a delicious-looking seafood pasta that has you salivating when they put it in front of him. He can see your eyes growing wide at the sight of his food, and that's precisely why he lets you have the first bite, just like he does each time you're looking at his food like you want to make love to it.
''Hmm...'' you moan softly as you let the noodles find their way into your mouth, the taste invading your senses as it coats your taste buds. Robert can feel himself twitch in his pants as the sound reaches his ears, and he can't wait to have you back in the hotel room, stripped entirely bare, before he makes love to you.
The pasta is gone quickly, and the dessert - a tiramisu made by the restaurant owner's mother - follows soon after. After all the food, all Robert wants to do now is have you fall apart in as many ways as possible, and he's almost getting impatient on his way back to the hotel.
''Sei bellissima stasera, amore mio,'' Robert whispers in your ear as the dress slips off your shoulders, revealing the white lingerie you've put on, reminding him of your wedding night all those years ago. His long, gentle fingers undo every last hook of your corset before bending down to let the silky lace of your panties glide over your legs.
Soft kisses are littered over your thighs as he's on his way up, his hands gliding over the backs as they leave a trail of goosebumps. A gasp leaves your lips as he reaches your dripping pussy, placing a soft kiss on your mound before fully getting up and letting you take your place on the bed.
Your nipples pebble from his undivided attention, and a shy smile creeps onto your lips as he takes in your bare form on the bed, your hair splayed out around your head like a halo. Your hands grip the sheets in anticipation as you watch Robert taking off his clothing, salivating at the sight as his cock springs free.
Robert can't keep his excitement hidden as he climbs over you, and tiny beads of precum gather at his tip before he leans over you and takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He nibbles on it gently before laving over it with his tongue to soothe the sting and repeating it on the other nipple as well.
''Ti amo, bellezza, e non vedo l'ora di fare l'amore con te. Sei bellissima quando sei completamente nuda per me,'' Robert tells you in a low voice, and even though you don't understand what he says, it still arouses you to no end.
''Let me see how wet you are for me, Gorgeous. Spread these luscious thighs for me,'' he orders gently, and you do, letting them fall to the sides so he can slot perfectly between them as he admires your dripping pussy. With a low groan, he adjusts how he's situated, soon lining up with your entrance before slowly pushing in. He plans to take his time with you, wanting to extend your pleasure for as long as possible.
Your warmth has him quickly throwing that idea out of the window; he wants to be buried inside you as soon as possible. Soft moans tumble from your lips as you can feel him sliding in, every vein on his cock only seeming to build your pleasure higher. Once he is entirely in, you can feel his tip hitting your cervix, earning him a loud moan in response.
''Good girl,'' he growls before setting a torturously slow pace as he leans on his elbows, tipping his head down to capture your lips in a soft kiss, your hands gliding into his hair. Your body rocks with every thrust he gives you, and as he pulls away, he can't help but look at the way your breasts sway up and down with every movement.
''La mia ragazza perfetta, I'm gonna cum for you, Gorgeous,'' he says before leaning on one elbow and moving his hand to where you're connected, looking for your clit to ensure you'll both fall over the edge at the same time. He picks up the pace slightly, and before you know it, you're gripping him like a vice as the orgasm washes over you, Robert letting his seed spill inside you as he nuzzles into your neck with his nose.
''Ti amo, Bellissima,'' Robert whispers in your ear before he turns over, letting you lay on top of him as he's still buried inside you. This is the perfect ending to a fantastic day, and you can't wait to spend the rest of your life with him by your side, knowing many more perfect days like these will follow.
''Ti amo, Robert,'' you whisper before letting sleep take over, and you feel him wrap his arms around you to protect you. And with one more soft kiss on your scalp, Robert falls asleep with you, his beautiful wife, buried under the comforter and into his arms.
Abbiamo una prenotazione per due -> We have a reservation for two
Sei bellissima stasera, amore mio -> You look beautiful tonight, my love
Ti amo, bellezza, e non vedo l'ora di fare l'amore con te. Sei bellissima quando sei completamente nuda per me -> I love you, Gorgeous, and I can't wait to make sweet love to you. You're looking beautiful when you're completely bare for me
La mia ragazza perfetta -> My perfect girl
Ti amo, bellissima -> I love you, Gorgeous
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More Thoughts on Prowl in Earthspark
I think it would be fun if Prowl has a little bit of a tough time integrating with the Terran Team, which I talked about previously in another post
Like, if it starts out rough, understandable-- And then the "lesson" for the intended audience (kids) can be something along the lines of learning how to get along with others that may be different from yourself, how to integrate into a different culture by trying to make friends and being open to learning, how to meet people halfway when you might be personally hesitant, etc.
But I have some more thoughts...
Real World Concerns: ACAB Still Applies
Keeping in mind that Prowl's a cop and there are some real world implications of that which are even more highlighted as the Maltos are a non-white family who live in the USA, I can understand the concerns I've seen some people have about bringing a "tough cop" type of character into a show that has heavy emphasis on diversity and reflecting that diversity fairly realistically.
I've been wrongfully detained back when I was a teenager and was taken across a state border then had to sleep in a cell overnight thanks to the NYPD myself as a trans person, which happened only four weeks after my black partner at the time was harassed by a police officer when a cop straight up just walked into my dad's house with no warrant because apparently a black person and a trans person gardening together is "suspicious behaviour".
My dad's house is in Pennsylvania, which is where Earthspark takes place. Me and my loved ones have been harassed by cops that are quite literally the actual cops you'd see in Earthspark, in Witwicky. Same police department/region in Pennsylvania, given their proximity to actual Pennsylvanian locations in the show.
So I know these fears well and I understand-- Nobody has a good experience with the American police. Every interaction is terrifying, and those of us in any minority group are far more likely to have experiences like this having never committed any crime or wrongdoing at all. Seeing any cop, even a fictional one, can trigger some bad memories or prior trauma for a lot of us, and it might be hard for them to work around.
I'm thinking that's part of why they've changed his alt-mode, from what we can tell from the toy photos.
Earthspark Handles Real World Issues Fairly Well: Writing with Sensitivity
At the same time, the themes of the show are fundamentally family, friends, learning, growing, and teamwork, with some emphasis on developing emotional intelligence and social/cultural awareness.
It's important to remember that Prowl is a Cybertronian cop who took a cop car alt-mode back in the G1 days because it was simply what fit his own role best and made for the most effective cover while on Earth-- He may not be working with local human police forces, but if he is, we'll see how the show handles that.
I think it's notable that they've changed up Prowl's alt-mode design here, despite having shown him in his police vehicle alt-mode in the G1 flashback sequence. You don't see "POLICE" written across his doorwings, these days. They're not selling him as a "cop car toy" anymore, which I think most of us can agree is a good thing.
I think Prowl absolutely has a place in Earthspark, and it'll be interesting to see how they utilise his character-- For all we know, it'll be a totally unique take on the character unlike any specific prior iteration of him, which would also be interesting!
But I do think that they know they have to be careful with introducing a cop character. They've handled subjects like xenophobia in Earthspark very tactfully in a way that suits the intended audience of children, and hopefully they continue to use the same tact when interpreting Prowl's character for this same audience, given that he's a cop and there are implications to cop characters in general that are going to lead a lot of people to be a little less forgiving and a little more suspicious of him.
More Conjecture/Thinking Out Loud, Since All We Have is a Photo of a Toy At This Point
That having been said, almost no story can happen without a hero's journey in some shape or form, and it would be interesting to see Prowl have some initial difficulty dealing with the Terrans and humans in general (or something similar that might cause some level of conflict) to be resolved as time goes on.
It would be interesting if the show touches on Prowl being a cop and how American kids realistically react to that.
I was always taught to never speak to a cop and how to do so very carefully if I ever absolutely had to etc. when I was a kid, and I'm sure the Maltos have had that same conversation with their children. It's a safety issue; Unfortunately, most American kids get "the cop talk" pretty early.
Maybe Prowl shows up and Robby immediately grabs Mo to get her behind him and he tells his Terran siblings to "let him do the talking", since he's the oldest one and a little more aware of the risk that police officers can present. Since Mo is usually outgoing, and she might be more quiet here because she would understand the potential risk whenever cops are involved, the Terrans would take the hint and be wary of Prowl.
Or perhaps Prowl is introduced as an "enforcer" by Optimus, and when the kids ask what that means, Optimus translates it as "police officer", which might be what causes Robby and Mo to react a little negatively/suspiciously to Prowl. So it wouldn't be as immediate of a reaction, but once they find out he's a cop, they react appropriately-- With caution.
Which might serve to alienate him a bit, as he wouldn't understand why they were just outgoing and friendly and now they're suddenly not-- From Prowl's point of view, he might not fully understand their reaction.
If he'd been working on trying to investigate the bot fighting rings etc., then he'd be aware of the general public's xenophobia towards Cybertronians and how that can manifest as real violence, and might think the kids were being biased against him. Which might be worsened by the fact that to him, as far as he knows, they evidently don't like enforcers specifically-- Which may even lead him to overthink it, as he is technically designed to do in most continuities, and he might assume their anxiety around him comes from some kind of criminal history on their part.
This could be handled partially comedically, as the audience knows the kids are good and haven't done anything wrong (and this would also introduce Prowl's capabilities as an investigative officer while framing him as a "silly adult bewildered by kids just being kids" for the younger viewers)-- -But it needs to be treated respectfully and with reasonable seriousness as well.
This type of assumed guilt is often what leads to wrongful arrest, miscarriage of justice, and serious abuse from actual police. There is a real world body count for this exact kind of assumption, and these assumptions are often based in racism, homophobia, transphobia, etc.
And this is a kid's show, so I don't think they'll go too deep-- But I do think they'll address the "cop in the room" in some kind of way.
There could be some serious misunderstandings that go both ways, as the kids might then interpret any upset from Prowl as being inherently hostile.
It would take work to get them to trust him, and Prowl would need to come to understand why being an enforcer in this context is something that registers as a threat to the Maltos and by proxy the Terrans as well-- Who haven't had good experiences with authority figures either, given the whole GHOST situation.
And given that he might not start out too enthused about the situation altogether (we don't know how he might be coping with being forced to live on Earth), it might be interesting if they take this approach (or a similar one) to introducing Prowl.
Keeping in mind this is a show for kids, and you don't want kids to implicitly trust cops. In America especially, that's just not a safe lesson to teach.
So it would be hard for them to pull something like this off, in a way that both 1) solidifies that cops can't be safely trusted and also 2) Prowl is good not because he's a cop, but because his genuine interests are to protect and serve in his own way, and it's not just some kind of fake creed that he doesn't follow like every other cop.
But like I said, you can't teach kids that cops are good. So it'll be interesting to see how they handle his role as "enforcer".
He might be misguided sometimes, or he might need some fine-tuning, but Prowl shouldn't be directly malicious or intentionally mean to the kids. Maybe he's accidentally rude, or doesn't understand how he comes across to others (especially humans/the Terrans). Maybe he's having a hard time being on Earth, and it shows in his behaviour or demeanour.
But he can learn, and adapt as best he can over time. The show is about learning and growing with each other.
I Don't Think He'll Dislike the Kids Too Much: Teaching Time with Prowl
It'll be interesting to see how Prowl gets along with the kids, but I do think he eventually will, at least to some degree.
I don't think Prowl is a child-hater. I think he might need time to acclimate and socialise a little more effectively and understand a little more. And the kids might need the same, when it comes to Prowl.
I can't see him as being mean to them, not once he realises the Terrans are essentially sparklings and the human kids develop and grow on a totally different scale. We don't know what interactions Prowl might have with humans in general, or how experienced he is with younglings of any kind.
There might be a learning process, or Prowl might even take up helping to tutor the kids a bit-- He could help teach them investigative techniques, or logical problem solving, or how to evaluate complex situations (like calculating battle outcomes and assessing threats in the field-- a safety lesson as much as anything else). Things along those lines.
We've already seen the kids learn from various adults, so why not Prowl too?
I can see him wanting to protect them and do what he can to help them, but he might not be a super-involved parent-type, and that's totally fine.
He would likely make for a strict but effective teacher, using his skills of observation to notice when the kids need some extra assistance or would benefit from a different approach.
He might also struggle to teach at first; Maybe he attempts to treat it like an enforcer academy, which the kids might not respond well to. Bumblebee could provide some input to help Prowl adjust his approach, as he has the most experience with training them so far.
He Might Not Be a Cop at All
Maybe he's not an enforcer at all anymore, in this continuity.
Maybe he's struggling to find an identity for himself after realising the enforcement system on Cybertron was corrupt (as Megatron in Earthspark has given us some hints that the background setup to the war might be similar to IDW 1 in some regards), and after finding Earth's police are no better, he's at a loss for how to make himself useful.
He could possibly be working as a kind of private investigator, carrying out missions assigned to him by Optimus. He doesn't wear the GHOST badge, so it doesn't seem like he's been working with them somewhere this whole time.
Part of any irritation from him might be, essentially, an identity crisis. What does he do now, and how does he do it, with almost no resources and very few Cybertronians left to collaborate with? Does he even want to collaborate with anyone at all, at this point?
He might be more of a solo actor in Earthspark, off doing his own thing. With or without missions assigned from Optimus.
But he does still wear the Autobrand, which is interesting if this is the case.
More Disability Representation: Prowl is Essentially Neurodivergent With a Syncope Disorder
He might not be too good at socialising, but this shouldn't be taken as a sign of being a "mean cop"-- Prowl is canonically neurodivergent in some continuities (owing to his unique tactical/statistical processing, he is also prone to crashes), and any social problems he's depicted with are at least in part a result of his thought processes and perception of things being fundamentally different.
It would be interesting if they brought this aspect of his character back for this iteration of Prowl; Maybe he sees the Terrans for the first time and his processor struggles to understand what's going on and what they are at first, and it might trigger a crash.
Of course, the kids would react like how most kids do; Sort of panicked and worried that it's their fault somehow. Prowl could provide some situations that would be a good opportunity to teach kids a little more about disability and provide further representation for any neurodivergent kids watching the show, which would be great! And a "crash" could be comparable to anything from some types of seizures to syncope disorders to narcolepsy etc.-- Any health condition where fainting or collapse might occur.
We rarely see syncope etc. disorders portrayed in media, let alone kid shows, so it would be great to see in Earthspark as an opportunity for both inclusion for disabled audiences and education on disability for non-disabled audiences.
It would be interesting if a "crash" were portrayed somewhat realistically, no immediate recovery, maybe some dizziness, lingering fuel tank upset, maybe he even sustains some damage from falling over. It might take him a bit to fully reboot. He might regularly need to be a little more careful, to avoid processor loops or logic system issues that could lead to a crash.
Maybe he has a crash at a critical moment, and is out of commission for a battle or situation where he could have been helpful. If the kids are lukewarm towards him at this point, maybe seeing him laid out on a berth still recovering after they return from the fight would encourage them to step up and reassure him that he's not any less capable-- They would understand.
They've likely seen their mother struggle now and then on days where the phantom limb nerve pain is too much for her to go on that hike they had planned, or days where the prosthetic just isn't the vibe so she goes without and gets around the house a little differently on those days, or maybe even days where they see Dot looking at her prosthetic with a little sigh, and that's just how it is. Not every day is a feeling good day, some days the prosthetic just isn't wanted, some days the prosthetic is harder to put on than others. Disability is variable, and how people deal with disability fluctuates.
The kids would be good about understanding that Prowl has "those kind of days" too.
The show's not about Prowl-- There is an ensemble cast and plot/storylines to progress. But it would be a nice little scene if they want to do a one-off bit about this, that could also serve to show that Prowl, as hard-ass as he might come across, does actually have some vulnerabilities.
It could be the thing that encourages the kids to at least try to work with him, if they have any initial hesitancy-- Especially following their experiences with Robbie's illness previously.
If the kids might think Prowl's demeanour is a little off-putting because he's not as outwardly emotive, might be more literal than others, etc., maybe one of the other adult bots could help explain to them that Prowl's processor just works differently, and that he struggles with being social. The kids would likely be understanding of this, and it would be a nice parallel to teaching abled kids how to interact with autistic peers, while also making Prowl relatable to autistic kids watching the show.
(This would also provide a potential opportunity for a medic character to be introduced... I'm just saying. We all want Ratchet to show up, lmao.)
Earthspark is good about disability representation so far, and it would be nice to see that it's not just humans who can be disabled.
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Anyway, yes, there's a lot of potential for Prowl in Earthspark, but it will have to be handled with tact, which I think the writers have proven themselves to be pretty capable of so far.
So, we'll see! We have no information right now aside from the toy photos, but the hype is real, and it will be interesting to see how they bring Prowl into the show and what, exactly, he'll be doing.
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my friend who passed away was the friend who got me that event pichu exclusive to IRL movie theaters in south korea that i mentioned a while back. his name was Riku
he passed away in the early morning of the 22nd (21st in my timezone). he was in his early 20s and had just moved out on his own and it was way too soon for him to go. just a week or two ago i was watching the kaika and vwp gensho concerts with him at 4 in the morning. he was around literally everyday - me and my friends found out about his death so soon because we were concerned that he was gone for just one day, and on the second day we reached out to one of his IRL friends to find out where he was. he was often in the hospital so i was hoping he was just afk for a particularly long time in the hospital and he would send a picture of his iv drip and the ceiling like he always did. i could not have imagined this would be the time he didn't make it. it is going to be weird not hearing from him literally everyday like i have been for the past 2-3 years. i am really struggling with this, i have had friends pass away but never any this close to me. i'm trying to keep myself together for his sake
leave it to me to process strong emotions through pokemon i guess but i loaded up SV to give the pichu the best friends ribbon so it says "the Great Friend" when sent out. i can't nickname it due to the fateful encounter flag but i've given him the name Anemo in my mind at least since our main shared interest that we met over was Kamitsubaki, and his favorite singer was Isekaijoucho, and the flower things in her hair are called Anemos (short for Anemones) and i thought naming him in a small way after something he loved and an interest we shared would benice
i also did a nuzlocke a while back where i had some special rulings to do with naming all my encounters after my friends from the friend group me and riku were in - the pokemon everyone got assigned were random and decided by spinning a wheel, and riku ended up being my flygon that came to the E4 and everything
i wasn't planning on ribbon mastering any pokemon from that playthrough, but now i really want to RM this flygon specifically. transfer him up and take him with me yknow
riku was not a pokemon fan in particular, but it was something we shared/bonded over - he used to ping me whenever he saw art of any kamitsubaki character with pokemon, and he went out of his way to celebrate that interest with me, even thru our language barrier
his favorite musician of all time was Kanzaki Iori, and some months ago he put out a call for fans to send him pictures he could use in the youtube videos for some cover songs he was doing. riku submitted photos, and on two occasions his photos were actually included - we didn't share pictures of ourselves or our real life often, so these were some of his rare photos of his real life presence
i can't stop listening to these. i cannot imagine how many times he listened to them himself. he was so happy about his photos being in these videos
i'll make a more proper memorial post at a later time (i want to draw something dedicated to him) but i just sort of wanted to ramble about this to get some thoughts out of my head in a public space. riku didn't have a ton of people in his IRL life and we were just friends over the internet but i want him to be remembered and i want my feelings today to be saved somewhere. eventually it'll get easier but for now it's still really raw
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Memories 2021 Disc 4
So I asked again when I said I was going to watch memories in full if you would be interested in commentary from me as I did so. There were a lot of people who said yes, so here we are! I have officially watched BTS Memories of 2021. Here are my thoughts as I went. There were 7 DVDs in this one. Reminder that these aren't going to be smoothly written out thoughts. You get these like I'm live reacting, texting my bestie or live tweeting. Lol it'll be in like bullet point format sort of, just... a commentary post as I go. Lol Part 1 Here covers Discs 1 - 3. Part 2 here will cover Disc 4. Hope you enjoy anyway! Let's go!
Disc 4
Butter Jacket Making Film:
I love that they all picked the 6 digits for the mug shot signs that meant something to them. Namjoons was his childhood home units. JKs was the date he moved to Seoul. Tae's meant that he was one of seven. Jin and JK giving Jimin cute heart eyes as Jin measures Jimins height (as he makes himself smaller) on the wall and calling him cute 😍 Jimin jokingly putting his hand in front of JKs face and Jungkook licking his hand 🤣 Jikook meeting eyes at the end so sweetly too.
Jikooks unit shoot was so cute! As was Jimin redirecting his hand from the automatic way it almost went to go pet the back of Jungkooks head instead of just simply putting his arm around him. Lol that muscle memory gets ya everytime! And the way they were fooling around and smiling so much 🥺 Tae looks like he is trying to seduce Yoongi in every photo! He needs to STOP MY HEART CANT TAKE IT! His eyesssss! Lol they were so cute all curled up on the floor though for their Taegi unit shoot! The tension nam2seok tried to keep for their unit shoot but they couldn't stop giggling and having fun during 🤣🤣 vmin bickering over their poses in the ot7 shoot while JK just held Jimin by the waist sneaking his hand underneath his crop top and gently caressing the skin under his shirt on his waist and smiling so much lol OKAY. Post over that here. Everyone giving end of shoot ending mentions and Jimin just continuing to slap at and low key feel up JKs chest. Man though. Everyone looked so good for this shoot! These outfits were top tier! And JK staring so sweetly at Jimin as he gave their ending "see you on day 2!" Ending comment. Lol the LOVE on this day, oh boy!
Day 2 had them at the car wash!! And Jhopes blond and pink hair 😍😍😍 IN LOVE. The editors will NEVER let the Yoongi cat agenda die "Lil meow meow doesn't like the water" and I live for it honestly! Namjoon saying he's never washed a car before because he can't drive 😅😂 Jimin accidentally breaking props at the set because he was goofing off too much 🤣🤣 everyone giving a video camera to record each other and the chaos and unruly dizzy footage we are given 🤣 like toddlers hadn't a camera honestly lmfao. Yoongi filming Hobi and Jimin and Himself. Hobi filming Jin while JK sticks his hand down a flexing Jimins shirt in the background because OF COURSE THEY ARE lol. And all the cute dancing! First Vhope, then Jihope, then taekook. Then all the giggles of the 7 of them playing in the hose. And my heart is so happy! I love seeing them have fun!
Day 3 has them at the beach! And it's fun but it's freezing! Lol Hobi dancing and singing about sandcastles as a staff member tries desperately to keep up with him and keep him covered up and warm in a jacket 🤣 Jimin acting so baby trying to pretend he isn't freezing his ass off 😍😂 Tae (and Yoongi too) in headbands will always be my FAVORITE concept. Give it to me more please. JK ignoring every staff member calling for him as he was engrossed in filming himself write ARMY in the sand like the absolute cutie he is. Lol lol their group shots have them all looking one way together and Jimin being cheeky and looking the opposite direction to grin at Yoongi instead 😂🤣 cuties! And adding on here my post about more jikookery in the jacket making film.
Butter MV Making Film:
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Everyone is watching back some of their shooting and Jikook just complimenting Tae on his flirty demeanor lol. "Not everyone can do that!" The praise! I love seeing it. Lol Tae accidentally kicking Jimin during their duo part of the dance and Jimin saying that since Tae noticed and said sorry, it was all okay. If he hadn't noticed he would've had to be dramatic about it. Lmfaoo all the other members being completely unable to leave Jin alone or stop giving him weird compliments while he was trying to shoot his solo scene. Lol their loving hyung!
The absolute CHAOS of the members during Sugas rap verse. Lmfao pure insanity. The way Hobi was like "what is happening?" And Jimin who was in the process of being lifted and tossed around was like "I literally do not know" 🤣🤣🤣 their giggles though too! So cute. And then Jimin just SHOUTING like mad imitated Tae's sneeze. They can't leave each other alone for a second 😅😂 and the random little chin tap cut we got from jikook. So much fun
Day 2 starts with JK just staring at Jimin as he dances his little heart out lol. I'm glad they always can have fun on set! Jin saying they had to do sexy poses for the opening but that he isn't sexy so he hopes it turns out well. Man, I know you own mirrors!! Everyone packed into the elevator and Yoongi ticking Jimins chin 😭 the captions saying the Miniz find each other adorable! *crying*
3J all Watching Jins freestyle dance with the biggest hype smiles and filming him too. They LOVE Jin! Hopekook both staying to watch Jimin dance too, and Jihope cheered on JK. Hobi saying he stayed to watch and cheer for all the members through their dance 😭🥺 lmfao Tae doing quick arm exercises to show off his muscles in his sleeveless shirt and Sope both keep petting his arms and complimenting his big muscles now 😏🤣 Jin pulling a finger heart out of JKs vest pocket was adorable too. And jinkook always pretending to fight each other non stop! It's how they open up day 3 too!
Legit just having a dance party on the stage set they had and having such a good time. Lol Tae literally dancing up to and for everyone and being so cute. It's absolutely giving "I will marry bts members" vibes. JinMin bickering and playing during the breaks and giggling so much. Jin refusing to leave Jimin alone and let him sit down. Lmfao and of course you know JK has to join in on all the teasing too. My JinJiKook. And all the bickering and fighting for camera time during ending mentions is as always, the most adorable. Their smiles! More Jikookery Clips
Butter Practice Making Film:
I love that Yoongi got there first and started lowkey warming up on his own but how happy he got when Jin showed up, immediately going over to hang out together 🥺 it's also fascinating to watch Kookie show up to practice half asleep, literally FALLING ASLEEP sitting up to getting more and more chaotic as practice goes on. Until he is full on going crazy, sliding around floors on his back and full chaos potential is unlocked 🤣
Vmin are so precious. Working together for their duo dance part in the middle. Jimin said it was hard to see where his spot was that he was spinning into since he was going into it backwards, so Tae said he would hold out his hand so that Jimin could just see easier where he had to go, aka, spin into Taes arms 🥺😂 cuties! Dance leader Hoseok is ALWAYS a pleasure to watch work too!! Seriously though, the break is when chaos reigned. JK had vmin on his shoulders, boxing with Jin, helping (?) Namjoon with his push-ups and just in general acting silly to make his hyungs laugh. Lol he is amazing.
The next jump to dance practices for Butter is after they've all gotten their new hair done for the MV too! Purple hair Koo Supreme 😍 everyone warming up and Jimin helping Tae with his footwork! The encouragement given!! I really truly do love watching Dance Leader Hoseok and Main Dancer Jimin take their craft seriously and be so helpful to the whole group too. And always giving their advice with lots of praise too. It's awesome. Taekook making faces at each other in the back of formation and then in the front at the mirror to make everyone laugh 😂 Jimin teasing JK watching their practice moves back over too 🤣 they work SO HARD but always have so much fun too! And another day of practice starting off just with jikook having fun together playing a game of tag/catch. Their smiles! More Jikookery too.
The Late Late Show with Stephan Colbert Making Film:
The Actual performance should be here too
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Their first promotional activity they've filmed for Butter, which was filmed the stage for even before the song released! Opening with 2seok and Vmin reviewing their choreos together! All the little mistakes made during their first run through in the new place and the shy smiles and giggles coming from those who messed up 🤣 Yoonmin reminiscing over their last time on the show where they did their BWL stage. Vmin having an impromptu chair workout during one break. Jinkook having an impromptu boxing match during another. Besties always having fun! Jimin talking to the cameras, talking about their set and when asked about his hair, sharing it was his idea. JK hovering around the whole time waiting for a good time to jump in and get to tease his hyung. Lol which results in playful smacks and chasing. 😂😂 Staff: "that was an eye catching opening you filmed" Jin: "I was just walking so if that was eye catching, the only explanation is that my face is eye catching" YES JIN know your worth!! Lol Tae watching Jin talking to the camera from the side and whispering into his in ears with his mic and telling him instructions of what to say 🤣🤣 their smiles while having fun together are so cute! The editors throwing Namjoon under the bus for the last filming scene! Lol "we could be done after this one take. Except spot what's wrong in this frame.... namjoon going the wrong direction" 😅🤣🤣 Jin turning to scold Joon right after the director yells cut too 🤣🤣🤣 they were all a little tired and ready to be done! Lol perfect second take though! The members laughter as the whole set has to be reset up, including all the confetti they had fired off 😅😂
Good Morning America Making Film:
The actual performances should be here too!
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Hobi being so excited to perform the tropical remix of Dynamite! The editors calling Yoongi a cat for the millionth time. 3J being silly together in the way background. Jimin climbing the tower after Yoongi to hang off it with him and the editors calling Jimin a cat too. Jikopo smiling at each other as soon as they finish singing Dynamite. Some of my favorite things 😍 Jimin telling Hobi to aim for JKs head with the beach ball while they were singing and Hobi actually doing it 🤣 JinMin starting a game of foot volleyball, with the 94z joining right in too and JK just watching the 4 play with the cutest smile.
I'll never get over Taes ponytail for this performance either honestly! Lol I love it. Vmin trying to decide what to do for their pair choreo and pulling Hobi in to help them decide. Their dance leader! They ended up deciding to do a high five and exchange glances as they walked. Which did look so sweet. Ending mentions at the end of filming were cute. They were all TIRED. Lol Tae leaning all his weight on Jin. Lol and Jikook couldn't have been standing closer together if they tried. 😂 AND THEN WE ALSO GET TANNIES WITH A PUPPY CONTENT! Which was clearly incredibly distracting for the members during shooting lmfao
Sirius XM Making Film:
Adding the performance here again too! Plus my post over more Jikookery from this making film too.
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Everyone finding their spots and warming up for the Dynamite performance. JK just sitting there over and over trying to do the bottle flip game. Jimin joining him, getting it in 2 goes and proudly trying to show it off to Jungkook. And then JK warming up with a shout, Jimin = copy/paste. Lol they have tons of fun together always. Staff setting everything up... members goofing off with a playing with the set. Lol Jihope tossing a ball back and forth. JK playing darts and decorating his mic with darts while the poor makeup noona tries to do his makeup around all that 🤣 Jikook randomly holding hands and on/off doing a "grip contest." And their break time turning into a heated Rubix cube solving technique debate. Lol tannies doing a dance party to Butter at the end of the transitions and JK dancing with minimoni! Arms around Joons shoulders and Jimins waist 😍 and Tae riding a bike across the set 🤣 JinMin doing a perfectly in sync ending pose together too!
For the butter set, Jikook keep joking about the set being the inside of Hobis stomach since he ate the butter in the MV. He humors all their BS so nicely 🤣🤣 I always love how much they compliment each other and are so humble about it. Tae telling Jin how good he is at the "know that I got some heat" part and Jin going "its because Jhope taught it to me." 🥺🥺 and during JKs dance Hobi shouting "OH JK! What's with those hips!!" And JK just being so proud and Saying "I really worked hard for that" lol Poor Jimin had his mic break and didn't have any extras so he was trying on everyone else's extra mics before asking for Hobis because Hobi "also has a small head." Lol and Tae taking great "offense" at Jimin saying his head was big. 🤣 basically just saying "we (pointing to JK) have normal human sizes and you just have an extra small head" 🤣🤣 Jimin going "I'm getting to learn more about the members heads today."
Butter (ft. Meg Thee Stallion) Special Performance Video Making Film:
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Jhope saying that Megan did such a great job as a featuring artist that it really inspired him 🥺 I really love their friendship yall. And the fact that it inspired him enough to pull 3J back together for this is AMAZING. I love that he did this! Jimin warming up by playing basketball as soon as he arrives is so wholesome too. When Hobi said they installed the hoop for Yoonmin, he REALLY wasn't kidding!! JK calling Nick, the choreographer, over for help with the dance as SOON as he arrived was really cute. They work so HARD. Whatever you do, don't make a drinking game out of hearing them say "last time" lol you won't survive it!
The comfort they give each other is so sweet. Hobi cheering for them and giving encouragement. Tips shared for a better performance so easily between the 3 of them. Jimin leaning on JK during a break where they watched their performance and massaging his neck and shoulders for him so comfortably. Jungkook also comforting Jimin with some really sweet back rubs too. "Just have fun. Our fans will like it." It's honestly our favorite thing to see! Back for another day of filming because they are PERCECTIONISTS lol. And they take the cutest 3J photos we all still treasure before starting. Jikook goofing off shooting hearts at each other and doing their little meme dance before getting serious. Hobi smiling so cutely at Jimin practicing his facial expressions for the hand choreo and praising JK for his outfit when he comes back wearing white for the 3 of them to match better. Jikook smiling so cutely as they hold hands for encouragement before starting another take, Jimin grabbing Hobi to join all 3 of their hands together 😍 and Hopekook teasing Jimin for those last few "one last take" requests. Lol I really really love our 3J and I feel so blessed they worked this hard to bring us another dance collab!
And this wraps up Disc 4 for memories! My next post will cover the next Discs as well too! Thank you for letting me share! 💜
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Ch.97 - You Keep Me Sane, I Keep You Wild
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Soap finally pops the question; Filler chapter; Usual fluff.
New Years Eve, 2023
"Christ, Soap, you couldn't have picked a colder day to ride this trail?" Gaz chattered through the cold wind. The day itself was rather nice - sunny, with a predicted high of forty-seven degrees. However, as the group continued to ride the given trail at a higher altitude, the wind felt almost piercing to Gaz's sensitive skin.
"You complain more than Kiera's babies," Soap poked. "We're almost there. I wanted y'all to see this overlook before you went home. It'll be worth it."
"Y'all?" Price scoffed.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Alejandro grumbled.
"Is that one of Teeter's made-up words?" Price questioned, puffing on his cigar as his horse trailed slowly behind. Always a good lad, being slow and in the back for my old bones, he mused to himself as if he were talking to the horse itself.
"No, it's an actual word."
"Never heard of it," Gaz shrugged. "But I'll take your word for it."
"It means you all, you bloke," Soap retorted. "But don't worry, princess, we're almost to the top."
Soap couldn't help but smile to himself in excitement as the overlook was coming into his view, Teeter's horse close behind his while Kiera was behind her and Simon was riding in the back of the line next to Price - the men discussing whatever came to mind during the entire two-hour ride.
"Holy shit, baby!" Teeter gasped. "How'd you find this place?"
"Just stumbled across one day." He smiled, stopping his horse and leaning forward in the saddle to lean his forearms against the horn.
"More like ye got lost." She scoffed.
"Sounds about right." Gaz commented, he too taking in the view as the rugged mountains miles away were blanketed with snow.
Simon knew Soap was nervous - beyond nervous as he even gagged when he couldn't regurgitate on an empty stomach, his palms sweating as well as shaking when the time came closer and closer. Earlier that day, Soap had asked Simon to "help" him by asking the group if they wanted to take group pictures for a "post card" to send home to the Task Force when they flew home, using the excuse of taking photos to keep Teeter from getting suspicious. "Is this where you wanted to take the pictures?" Simon asked aloud.
"Oh! Yeah," Soap nodded. "I figured we could take a couple of group pictures - one on foot and one on our horses-"
"Pictures?" Teeter furrowed her brows.
"Y-Yeah. Kiera and her mum gave the idea of taking pictures so that they could make some postcards to send with them when they fly back home. Something to look forward to." He nervously explained.
"Oh, okay. K's always been crafty like that. I never woulda thought of it."
"Yeah," Simon scoffed. "You should've seen what she made me for Christmas. I'm too scared to hang it up because I don't want it to break." He chuckled, referring to the shadow box display she had made him with all of his medals and group photos he was present in after missions. He wouldn't admit it, but it nearly brought him to tears.
Okay, it did, but he didn't show it.
Kiera smiled as she removed her phone from her pocket, opening her camera app and finding the perfect area to prop it up so it could take the perfect group photo of the entire team on their horses with the overlook as their backdrop. To keep building onto Soap's plans, Kiera began taking smaller group photos to use as their "postcards" to take back home - to keep it as a memory to look forward to again.
With the group still mounted, she ended up taking a smaller group photo of Price, Gaz, Simon, and Soap, then one with Alejandro and Rudy added, then a photo of her and Simon and the final one being of Soap and Teeter. Simon nodded subtly at Soap, letting him know that Kiera's distraction was enough to keep Teeter from suspecting anything. Just as she nudged her horse to walk forward, Soap stopped her. "Your horse is walking funny."
"Wh-What?" She gasped, pulling back on the reins and looking down towards her horse's hooves before attempting to dismount.
"No, I got it. I see which hoof it is." Soap blurted, rushing to dismount his horse, breathing out a breath of anxiety as he ran his hand down her horse's hind hock, lifting up the mare's hoof and examining it as if there really was something wrong. Unbeknownst to her...
"What is it?" She questioned with worry.
"Looks like a loose shoe." He answered, keeping the horse's hoof propped against his leg as he continued to inspect it, smirking when she dismounted her horse from the opposite side to walk around her horse's front, stopping behind him to look over his shoulder, worried for her horse's comfort. She watched as he gently set the mare's hoof down, remaining crouched as he tucked his hoof pick back into his pocket, switching it with the box that contained the ring he was beyond excited to present to her.
He turned on his heel, landing to one knee as he opened the box that contained the ring, watching her jaw drop at the realization that Soap was proposing. She gasped at the sight, her ears ringing with excitement as she could tell Soap was having a hard time with finding the right words. "I honestly didn't rehearse a speech before this..." He breathed a laugh. "Never done this before, but one thing is for certain that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. That is... If you'll have me?"
"Now ain't that a stupid question!" She giggled. "Ye should know I'll always have ye!"
She dropped to her knees and cupped his stubbled face in her hands, "Ye keep me wild, ya know that?"
"Just like you keep me sane." He breathed a chuckle, embracing her tender kiss as he could have sworn it was just them atop the overlook, the pair not taking notice of the claps of encouragement that came from the rest of the group.
"Ain't you one for speakin' truth!" She giggled, continuing to pepper kisses along his lips and chin, not even looking at the ring until Soap slid it onto her finger, just like Simon predicted when Soap continued to doubt himself when it came to finding the perfect ring.
Soap laughed when she lunged herself on him, his back colliding with the frozen ground as Teeter fell on top of him while the others laughed at their antics. "So... Is that a yes?"
"It's a fuck yes!" She shouted, holding her left hand above her head to let the others know her obvious answer.
"Well, I suggest we head back to the ranch before we see something we don't want to." Kiera said aloud, a playful giggle leaving her lips while she watched Price and Gaz nod in agreement.
"I agree," Simon sighed. "I suggest we leave far before they decide to play Big Chief in the perfect environment."
"What's Big Chief?" Gaz asked with curiosity, furrowing his brows.
"Don't even fucking ask." Simon grumbled, shaking his head.
"With that tone, I definitely don't want to know."
"It's best you don't," Price chuckled, patting Gaz's shoulder. "I can go the rest of my life without knowing what that means."
"I wish I could say the same," Simon grumbled. "Consider yourself lucky, old man."
"Will y'all shut it and ride away already? Big Chief has some huntin' to do!" Teeter shouted in impatience, she and Soap standing to their feet while tethering their horses to a nearby tree.
"Yeah, that might be wise of you, unless you'd prefer to be a part of my tribe." Soap taunted, knowing he would push Simon's buttons.
"Fucking hell," Simon scoffed. "Let's go before we unwillingly see something we don't want to see."
"Right behind you, mate." Price sighed, turning his horse back towards the trail they had come prior, the rest of the group chuckling along as they followed him.
"Don't wait up!" Teeter poked from afar.
"Big Chief believes there are some violators in his territory. Naked pale face woman cannot play Big Chief's Tom-Tom until territory is secure!" Soap shouted in his forced Lakota tone.
"Price, kick that horse into a fucking trot, will you?" Simon scoffed, desperate to get away from Soap's antics, especially when his irritation was not ceasing by how the group continued to laugh.
"Sorry, mate, my horse is taking his dear time."
"Dig your fucking heels in. I don't want to see a naked bastard running around in the woods."
Price chuckled, purposely keeping his horse at a walk just to have the satisfaction of pissing Simon off, both he and Gaz sharing a glance at each other as if they were reading each other's mind.
"Right up beside you, Cap." Gaz snickered, bringing his horse up next to Price's to block the trail as their horses walked along the narrow path.
"For once you follow my lead." Price poked.
"Figured it was for a good cause."
"That's right. Haven't gotten the satisfaction of pissing Simon off without having to worry about that death glare."
"Sir, he always has a death glare."
"Not as bad without his mask, Kyle."
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it's very hard for me to exist in the house I live in, I'll go weeks with no incident and then while talking to my mom she scrolls through facebook messenger, I think she's sending something to me and comment that she scrolled past me, and then she comments on how it'd be easier to tell with a different profile picture. she comments on how it's not a good one and her friends tall her it's not a good phot, and I comment that my friends think it's a good photo and she says they're lying to me?
and it breaks down into arguments and discussions and fights over transness and who I am and how it's wrong and I was perfectly fine and there's not anything wrong with me and how I don't have to be trans, and she apologizes for what she says about the photo but then goes on to say that the hrut she feels is much, much worse and I've barely apologized for it. and how I've screamed the f word at her (which is true, I did it after she said I emotionally abused her and I said/screamed something like "what the fuck" or "you're fucking joking" to her) and how I said they were terrible parents (not true, I said something like "they weren't terrible but they're pretty bad") and that I've treated them far worse than they've treated me
but like this doesn't get into the year(s) she told me I "used" to look so handsome when I first started growing my hair out, because of course while I don't like being referred to as handsome she has to say I "used" to, as if I'm not anymore. and all the christian stuff I've had to take and hear from her, all the times we've fought in the past, all the very small small things that add up to be so much.
and I'm pretty sure on both my and her side we accidentally gaslight the fuck out of each other because both of our memories are terrible so we misremember things all the time, and I hate being recorded but sometimes she does to have proof anyways, which is very jarring but does prove that I was wrong and she was right, but also I never record stuff so I never get to prove myself right either. and with me being autistic I get confused over phrasing when they say I said things slightly differently than I did. like in the aforementioned thing they said i screamed the f word at her, which I didn't do. there was a whole sentence around it, I dind't just scream the f word. and those are different and I didn't do one I did the other but they say they're the same and I just don't get it and then there's videos and I can't help but wonder if I'm the one who's wrong because the videos they have are always with me at fault, because my parents don't really scream, it's more subtle and manipulative than that but when I snap back or retaliate there's not really proof you can simply record for that, it's misremembered things, things went differently, twists and changes and the way they say things to manipulate and i'm gonna fucking lose it. im gonna lsoe it you guys and i don't know what to do or how to get out, i can't move out because everywhere nearby is too expensive (greater than $800 a month) and I don't know what to do to move out and be successful in life and move forward and i still love my parents and I want to fix thigns buit I fucking can't,m i can't des[pite how hard i try and i don't wanna cut them off but I don't knwon what to do and all this happened on the fucking day of my friends birthday/christmas party who lives three hours and a timezone away and I woke up at eleven for this and not im gonna be incredibly late when I was gonna be almost right on time and im tired. im fucking tired and i hate this and want out and i don't know what to do and it'll probably be peaceul and quiet after this for weeks or months until something happens again and i cry and this whole fucking cycle restarts and i don't know how much is my fault, because I know some definitely is, because like. screaming profanities isn't a good way to handle things. but also I feel like there's not much leftd to do and I don't know how to handle this and I'mn gonna fucking snap but my only close friend who's in town lives with people who aren't there for me despite sayuin gthey'd be and I have no found family nbearby and I recently got a job so I can't move up[ to ohio with my other friends to get away from it all and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I knodoin wkknow what to do,
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D-DAY Chapter 3 | 181 Days Before
TW: Brief mention of suicide
His chest was tight, squeezed by impending deadlines and the buzz of caffeine. Tim wandered into the dining hall as the numbness sparked tingles from his cheeks down to his fingertips. When was the last time I ate? I need rest.
I need her.
Just on cue, Marinette emerged, carrying a feather duster. She gave him a worried once-over and asked, "Are you okay?"
His lips drew into a fine line. "Yeah, just tired."
She put the duster away before wiping her hands on her apron. "You should sleep. I can make you some tea."
"I—I don't think it's a good idea. I might not wake up in time."
"Let's take a break then." She moved closer to him to feel his forehead with the back of her hand. "Why don't we go out to the gardens? Get some fresh air?"
Tim snuck a peek outside. The sky was unusually clear, letting in a shower of light that wasn't too harsh nor too little. The shadows of the trees were safe havens if they wanted to sprawl on the grass.
"That sounds nice." He nodded weakly.
"I'll fetch a basket and my sketchpad first." Marinette's embroidered apron came loose. "It'll be a picnic."
A picnic date, Tim supplied in his head. He told her that he was going to fetch something, and sprinted up to his bedroom to grab a camera and an old skateboard.
With all their things packed, they ventured to the middle of the gardens, choosing a comfy spot sandwiched between two trees. The checkered blanket fluttered in the breeze as Marinette laid it down. Meanwhile, Tim helped take out the packed pastries from the basket. Scents of cinnamon, cherries, and chocolate drifted out.
"Are you still doing that design? The one with the hitched collar?" He glanced at her sketchpad. The button up had caught his attention before, when she was drawing it.
" Notched collar." She crossed her legs, flipping a page open. "I'm changing it to a dress with a patterned A-line."
He'd come to know about Marinette's talent for artistry, and whenever they saw each other, she'd ask him about his thoughts on her design. He'd try his best to point out which ones he liked. 'This one's comfy'. 'I'd wear this to a gala'. 'This one would look good on you'.
She'd take his opinions to heart, listening intently while he spoke albeit knowing so little about fashion. His stomach would tie in knots every night he replayed her keen eyes and focused expression.
Marinette flipped to another page where two designs were sketched out, exact replicas of each other except for the sleeves. "What about this one? Bell or butterfly sleeve?"
He scooted closer to her, taking a bite from his banana muffin. "This one's the bell, right?" She nodded. "Uhh, the bell adds some volume but the butterfly one fits more into the blouse."
"Butterfly it is." She took a raspberry danish as she made the modifications.
Marinette held up her sketchbook at another angle. "So you brought a camera."
"An old hobby." He swiped a finger at the controls, opening up his old gallery to show her. There were old photos of the skyline and the mundane Gotham days. "I fell out of it because I got busy and all."
"Those look beautiful, Tim!" Marinette marveled, bringing a rosy hue to his cheeks. "Can you take a photo of me?"
"Of you?"
"Or—or anything you want! If you want to practice again."
"I'll take one of you." Of your beauty . He smiled. "Just sit and sketch. Don't mind the camera."
Marinette was slightly tensed up, but she continued drawing, making small strokes and sticking her gaze on the paper. Tim's heart sped up as he captured the shots. It had been a while since he took proper pictures of people. Pictures that were made for memories and nostalgia, and not for investigations.
He left her alone in her own bubble for a while and moved on to snapping other pictures: the sky, the fallen leaves, their food. He even chanced upon a ladybug on a nearby flower patch. The tranquility was something he had become unfamiliar with. He forgot how freeing it was to do something he loved.
Marinette leaned on one hand to look over his shoulder. "Can I see?"
"Go ahead." One by one, they went through the shots. Tim realized he'd taken more pictures of her than anything else.
"Send me everything. I'll print them out and hang them up somewhere," she told him. "I love the ladybug one. Reminds me of home."
"Why? Do you usually spot ladybugs in Paris?"
She was hesitant in answering. "Sometimes. They bring luck and healing."
"I'll make sure to find more for you then." He browsed through more of the photos. "Do you miss home?"
". . . A little bit."
"What's it like there?"
Marinette pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, not meeting his eyes. "It's lively. For me, it's really the city of romance. I don't remember a day when I haven't found a piece of inspiration from it."
He didn't remember if he'd visited before. Wayne Industries had a branch in the city, but he wasn't in charge of handling reports coming from it.
"I'd love to visit with you someday."
"Su—sure. Someday."
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When the pastries were nothing but crumbs, they pushed their stuff to one corner of the blanket and laid down on their sides facing each other. Having Marinette close was a spectacular sight; he could see the freckles dotting across her nose and the slight wrinkles on the corner of her eyes as she laughed.
"Thanks for bringing me out here, Marinette," he said softly.
Her hand moved up to poke his cheek. "Photosynthesized enough?"
"Yeah." His smile went from ear to ear. Her hand traveled up to his hair, making him shiver. "I always bury myself in work that I forget to just . . . breathe."
She raked her hand through his locks. "If I wasn't around, what would happen to you?"
"Alfred will probably dunk me into bed every six to seven business days," he drawled. "It wouldn't be a proper rest."
"Tim. You can't do that to yourself every time." His breath hitched at the way her hand moved over his scalp. "I've been there. It's not fun doing anything if you're wearing yourself down."
Tim's voice lowered to a delicate whisper. "I know, but if I keep myself busy, my work can distract me. From—from—"
"Being lonely?" She knew him so well.
"I'm so afraid. If I slip up just once, I'll lose everything I have. If I don't keep up with work, I'll be useless. Worthless.
I feel like an intruder, like I don't belong here," he confessed. "I don't deserve anything I have right now."
He was always standing on the edge, threatening to fall over anytime. The others always needed a favor from him. Those were the only times they gave him attention. If he didn't have her, he didn't know what would happen to him.
"You do. You're not a stranger. You're part of your family." Her thumb caressed his cheek. "They love you. I know they do. They just don't know how much you need them right now. You can talk to them."
His eyes closed for a moment. Was that really how she saw it? Was he the one overreacting?
"If they don't listen, then you have me. I'll be here for you," she said. "It's okay for you to rely on someone else."
So close.
They had inched towards each other, so dangerously close. Their noses barely touched and their breaths mingled. His gaze flitted towards her lips.
"Mari—"
"I like you a lot," she breathed out.
His eyes widened a fraction. His head blanked out.
"I want to stay by your side. Spend everyday with you like this," she continued.
He wanted to say that he felt the same, and he had been anxious that she didn't see him in a romantic way so he kept his distance. He wanted to say that she meant so much to him but it drove him insane thinking of her leaving some day.
"I like you too."
But before she could say anything, Tim abruptly sat up, face heating up. "I—I uhh, do you want to learn how to skateboard? I brought my old skateboard out and maybe I can teach you how to ride it, and um, we can go to the front of the manor and —wait we should get you a helmet and kneepads 'cause you're so clumsy outside of the kitchen . . ."
She bit back a smile at his babbling. "Sure, I'd love to learn."
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Marinette set down the matching coffee cups on the countertop. She was pouring the drink when Dick came into the dimly lit kitchen.
"Hey Mars." She noted his exhausted features. "Can I ask for advice?"
"Of course. How can I help?"
"You've been spending a lot of time with Tim lately, right?"
"Yes," she replied slowly, putting down the thermos.
"He sent a message earlier and . . ." Dick trailed off, struggling for the right words.
"He told you about how he felt." Marinette's eyebrows shot up. When she had told Tim to talk to his family, she didn't expect him to start so soon.
"Have we really been neglecting him?" Dick's voice was strained. She could see the evident stress from him, the dread and guilt coming from hurting his brother.
"He's still preoccupied with work," Marinette explained. "But when he's free, he says he has no one to talk to and that's why he visits the manor more often."
Dick mumbled a few words to himself. She caught some familiar names: Tim's friends.
"I don't think you meant to hurt him." She offered a small smile. "Everyone gets too swamped in their own lives at some point. It just happens."
Dick heaved out a sigh. "Is he mad at me?"
"He didn't say he was mad . . . and it doesn't seem like he is. He's frustrated but he won't hold a grudge." Her fingers drummed on the edge of the tray in contemplation. "Just talk to him. Smooth things over. He won't push you away because he needs you."
"I'm really sorry you got involved—"
Her eyes steeled. "Don't be. I care about Tim." More than you can ever know . "I understand what he's going through and I want to help him as much as I can."
Dick seemed to examine her, partially carrying an air of doubt. She could see why: she was a newcomer, not yet someone they could fully trust. Most of them barely interacted with her since they didn't stay in the manor. If the Waynes thought she was trying to manipulate Tim, she wouldn't be surprised.
"What do you suggest I do?" Dick asked.
Her shoulders rose and fell. "Spend time with him. It doesn't matter what you do—as long as you're there, Tim's fine with it. If you can't, make a promise and keep it."
He coughed. "Thanks for that. I'll try to talk to the old man too. Pretty sure he also got his own message."
"Ah, for Mr. Wayne, I think it's better to not interfere. He should go to Tim on his own." She raised the tray holding one coffee cup on a saucer, along with a teaspoon. "Why don't you bring this to him?"
"Nah, he's going to think you forced me or something," he declined. "I'll talk to him first thing in the morning . . . or when he wakes up."
Bidding goodbye, he exited the kitchen to rest in his bedroom. Marinette stared at the direction he went off to. At least one of them came right away. Dick also had a lot on his plate, and she could tell that he'd get distressed if he couldn't meet those responsibilities. A tendency for self-sacrifice.
She added her own mug to the tray, picked up the set, and headed to Tim's bedroom. As for Jason, I'm sure he cares a lot but the tension between the two of them might make him hesitate. The same goes for Damian. Still, she hoped they could ease into good terms.
Marinette found Tim hunched over a stack of papers on his desk. She placed the cups on a safe spot and saw that the papers weren’t the usual ones he had. “What are those?” she asked, pulling up a seat.
Tim stretched his arms, taking his coffee with a small ‘thanks’. “I took a break the whole day so I thought I should get into another hobby of mine. Cold cases. I try to solve them or look for leads.”
Her eyes scanned over the long paragraphs. There were photos of evidence, suspect profiles, and crime scene details scattered all over the table. “Interesting. What’s the case you’re working on right now?”
“This one was dismissed as a suicide but it’s clearly not one.” His finger hovered over the notes scribbled at the edge of one page. “There are signs of struggle, and traces of another person in the crime scene. But police weren’t able to identify a suspect and the gun was the victim’s, so they wrapped it up quickly.”
Marinette frowned as she read the list of clues. “Wouldn’t the traces left behind lead to the culprit?”
“I checked the evidence, but they look like they were tampered with. The perpetrator obviously made an effort to make the clues misleading.” Tim gestured at another set of notes. “See, there was stuff left behind that the victim never owned and all of them didn’t have any fingerprints or DNA samples.”
“Hmm, they could still be the victim’s,” she considered. “Have you looked into their origins?”
“Actually, not yet.” He immediately grabbed his laptop, eyes shining. “I completely forgot. There might be receipts from their purchase or something. You're a genius, Mari."
"It's not much." She hid her face behind her mug.
"It's everything. You're amazing. You always are." She sucked in a breath when he took her hand and squeezed it.
"Do you think you can share some cases with me?" She picked up a folder with stapled papers inside. "I want to try looking over them too."
"Sure, I'll send you the ones I compiled with complete evidence."
They ended up losing sleep over long discussions on the mysteries. Theories went from outlandish ones to downright conspiratorial. They'd laugh, drink coffee, and jot down their notes on the spaces between the lines until finally, they both fell asleep resting against each other.
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Okay! So what IS Anne's computer problem?
Basically, it wasn't the devving per se that pushed my PC; the devving was just the last straw. My PC had been having some Issues TM earlier this year, when an update just. Wouldn't. Install. I don't remember the error code, but none of the reccommended solutions worked.
In addition, my computer suddenly moved most of my files from its main local folders (This PC) to the local OneDrive folder. I told myself it was probably just a computer thing, relocated and backed my files up, and thought no more of it.
One day, miraculously, the update finally installs after numerous errors. But last night while I was working on some easy minor adjustments to the game, my PC finally fizzed out. Said something about "Stop Code Memory Manufacture".
When I rebooted, my desktop and taskbar were gone; I have to open Task Manager to access any files and programs; I have to refresh File Explorer to get programs to open; I have to go to System32 to shut my PC down. My image files won't open in the local photo viewer; says something about "Class not registered." My folders when opened from the main File Explorer interface will open a new File Explorer window.
I can still work on my PC, but it's pretty messy. Every navigation I do has to be done through a workaround. I have to open up separate windows to see my battery level and the time. I can still minimize windows but sometimes they don't show up correctly on the "taskbar" - or where the taskbar should be.
It's honestly just very weird, so I'm just really laughing about it. But I have to be careful now; this laptop was about 75% pricier than the basicest of laptops, but it only took two years to break down, whereas my former laptops lasted me three years (with performance issues, but no real BSODs like this).
So while I do have bandaid solutions for the meantime, it'll be nice if anyone can recommend me a solution beside "reset your PC" and "take it to the technician". Because my worry right now is, "How long do I have before my PC loses its other functionalities?"
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so, I love to write ryou, right? but a canon-divergent version, as discussed here
anyway so let me elaborate on that
in this au bakura is still inside the ring and absolutely seething and angry because atem got to go to the afterlife after you know what and he didn't, because au!bakura is still salty about kul elna, unlike canon bakura (at least if memory serves)
leading up to dsod ryou has built up a hobby of hand crafting tabletop figures out of clay and eventually delved into 3D modeling, gets a 3D printer, and posts his work online as videos of him molding figures, painting figures, etc. He ends up being fairly popular online by the time dsod comes around, and he ends up making money by selling his figures, selling 3D models for other people to print, and ad revenue off his videos.
so ryou ends up with the ring in dsod, possessed by bakura again, and when he regains himself he freaks out, throws the ring in his closet, and spends the next week or so fighting with himself over whether he should throw the ring into the ocean or if it'll just find someone else eventually, and maybe he's cursed to always end up with the ring and just embracing that will save someone else from being manipulated by the spirit. he ends up deciding that this is probably just his fate and that it's better than letting the ring fall into someone else's hands who would be hurt by it.
so after dsod and graduation, he goes MIA by taking the ring and going off to travel the globe, visiting all sorts of countries and interacting with so many different cultures, and he ends up learning from multiple people all over the world how to strengthen his spirit so that the spirit of the ring won't be able to wrest control from him so easily, and this ends up working fairly well
but then one day when he's in greece, he's hanging out at some ruins taking pictures, and he's standing near a ledge trying to get a shot when someone else trying to get a good angle for their photo backs into him and knocks him off the ledge. he ends up shattering his right leg and hip, and he's in incredible pain lying at the bottom of a ledge when suddenly, for the first time in a long time, bakura takes control of his body. with the spirit's supernatural resilience, he manages to crawl ryou's body to safety and help and stays in control until ryou ends up waking up after surgery.
ryou has a rough recovery stuck in greece trying to take care of himself, but while ryou is weak the spirit takes control of ryou's body again and again. except when bakura does so, he ends up just doing things like limping around to make food or do things that ryou finds difficult to do in his current state, as well as just lying around in control so that ryou isn't in pain, none of which ryou understands why the spirit is doing.
when ryou is well enough to travel, it's 5 years post-DSOD, and he returns home and resumes his figure work and posting online, which both shocks and excites the people who followed him and were wondering where he went to. He also starts selling some of his figures in the Mutou game shop.
And that's where my AU Ryou is currently at.
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Seoul Part I
It's been a few days since I went back to Manila from a very wonderful trip in Seoul. It's the happiest highlight of the year for me. I haven't spoken about it so much, and I still have lots of photos in my camera roll, but even so, I am certain that it has tickled my heart in many ways anyone can. I feel that I truly deserved it, because I didn't recognize how challenging this year has been;and like any other year that has passed, I just faced and went through them but definitely not in a breeze. And I am just grateful. Forever, I'll be.
All I wanted was to experience anything BTS-related, and I am thankful to my chingu who went through, literally, thousands of steps with me to take me to everything BTS! But I also got to try strawberries and grapes during the trip! I also got to eat chicken straight from Korea which was top notch. A stick of odeng that came along with a soup that was just right for the weather. Bungeoppang which only probably comes out during winter. The bibimbap that I still think about to this day. Mr. Paik's hot tea while enjoying the beautiful chaos on the streets of Hongdae. The list does't end because there were also McDonalds, Chatime, convenience-store food, Street Food Asia's cold noodles & mandu from Gwangjang Market, and a sumptuous jjajangmyeon while we waited for our flight back. First snow happened, too, but was gone in 60 seconds. 😅 It'll be forever in my core memory how the cold winter weather made me want to curse. Motherpuffer. Lols!
I felt like a little kid experiencing all of these things for the first time, and I was completely in awe. I still am, to be honest. My gratitude from this humbling episode of my life is simply overflowing. And, of course, how can I forget the very reason I wanted to be there? It was to celebrate the special day of a no-doubt-he's-a-very-special-person-to-me-because-his-existence-has-been-making-me-happy-for-the-last-three-years love of my life, Kim Seokjin, whom I consider an extraordinary spectrum like BTS. Being there was more than enough, and to see the celebrations in real life was nothing short of amazing. I can compare the entire experience to when you have a brand new album and the excitement you go through as you look at it freshly sealed, and you luckily pull your bias out. You are already blissful having an album in your hands, but, lo and behold, you even get more! We gotta believe, we attract things that are best for us. And all of this was an encore of my ugly cry when I saw Jin's birthday bus. I was ready not to see it and was totally okay with it, but it showed up. So that made the scene extra dramatic, you know?! Seokjin probably felt so bad for me that I paid lots to travel, and I won't even see the iconic bus prepared for him. I was one lucky ducky!
I have named this Seoul Part I because I want to be optimistic that there are going to more parts to this trip. BTS has encouraged me to do a lot of inspiring things, and they continue to do so! So here's to more better years with them!
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okay dude i am literally pacing my kitchen floor talking to myself about this so i GOTTA ask. what was that day like. the day vanessa left. like ?? did she even say so much as goodbye to baby morgan? i know she was disconnected from her, i get that, but holy shit dude i just keep thinking about how she was pregnant for nine months and Gave Birth to a baby and like that’s a THING that HAPPENED. like she’s just living her life knowing she technically has a kid out there in the world. idk i’m sure she doesn’t think about it that much, all things considered, but i just wanted your thoughts. what was her final interaction with morgan like??
how are you always in my head, how did you know after I wrote my fic yesterday, this exact situation was on my mind ??
So, I do think Vanessa tried. For as unconnected as she felt with Morgan, I do think she tried. She never told Robert how she felt, but she did confide in her mother, and she basically told her "it'll happen! these things just take time" so, she tried, and waited. She saw how easy parenthood came to Robert and she thought "okay, it'll come... eventually" but then, of course, it never did.
I think it also started to really frustrate her because it didn't seem like Morgan liked her either. Which, she was a baby, so yk... she had no concept of liking anyone yet but Vanessa would see how all Robert had to do was look at Morgan, and she'd stop crying, and it really irritated her. She was, of course, at home with Morgan most the day while Robert worked to support them, which also drove her nuts. She really hated not being able to work. But during that time, she tried to force a connection with her daughter.
I think she'd try to copy Robert. She'd try and talk to Morgan the way he always did (which, he talks to his babies the way he talks to adults bc he cannot do baby talk At All 💀) but her daughter just Was Not Interested. At least in Vanessa's eyes, anyway.
The day she finally dumped everything on Robert was one of Those Days where Morgan just wouldn't stop crying. By this point, she and Robert were already getting into small, petty arguments, just getting under each other's skin and falling apart. Vanessa was already on the verge of bringing up a divorce and then, he came home, held for Morgan for .2 seconds and she immediately calmed down, and he jokingly said "She just missed me :) !" and it really pissed her off.
That night ended with a lot more arguing, and then when Vanessa hit him with the "choose, me and our marriage or her" question, Robert just. Walked Away.
The next morning, Vanessa kind of tried talking to Robert, but he was still in a bit of shock, and also really angry, so he tuned her out, focusing all his attention on Morgan. And then, during the divorce process, Vanessa wouldn't look at Morgan, and tried her best to not acknowledge her at all.
So technically, no, she did Not say goodbye to Morgan.
I think for the first few years after they split, she probably thought about them, but mostly Robert. She wondered what he was doing, how his life was, their daughter was more of an afterthought. She also still lived in New York at this point, so she was constantly worried about running into them. Eventually, she moved to California and started working in San Francisco, and was able to cut that part of her life away completely. Now, I don't think she ever thinks about them, and because she isn't surrounded by memories, it's easy to forget.
I do, though, like to think that one day she was on facebook and saw Robert pop up as someone she might know, which brought the memories flooding back. She clicked on his page and saw he had another baby and a new wife, and I think that made her happy in a weird way. Like, it finally really closed that hole, yk? I think seeing their family photos also made her think "Yeah, no, this is absolutely Not the life I would've have ever wanted, glad he's happy though, good for him". Seeing Morgan all grown up makes her kinda chuckle too because she looks So much like Robert, she basically got Nothing from her, which is Good for all of them !
#literally so funny i went to bed making a little movie of their final argument then i woke up to this ask :]#lumiereandcogsworth#ask#vanessa#hc#certified enchanted moment™️
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went on my ghost town adventure yesterday! drove two hours to virginia and took the back roads instead of the highway. i saw a lot of odd things but pulling into the ghost town was something else.... it was completely isolated, to the point where my cell reception wasn’t even really working. all around the area was just quiet, flat farmland. then you turned a corner and suddenly a town appears almost out of nowhere, stuck in time 100 years ago and completely dilapidated. apparently the town was flourishing until the civil war destroyed the local economy and the town shut down very quickly. the buildings are all so old and 19th century style, it is really bizarre like going back in time.
the buildings were accessible from a laneway in the back covered in greenery.... it is a miracle i didn’t get a tick but i got a lot of bug bites. it was very silent but being inside the buildings was amazing. one of the houses had an old bed and big thick drapes and old hardwood floors. it really felt like i was somewhere i wasn’t supposed to be, but it was so incredible. i shot two whole rolls which i rarely ever do because i’m so careful with what i photograph.
it was really fun! on the way out of virginia i found some more abandoned houses. nobody really ever bothers you when you poke around in the south, which is honestly the opposite of what i expected. after spending an hour exploring the ghost town, i poked around some old houses on the highway and they were disgusting and hot and full of old furniture and mail to some long gone resident. i took the time to look through the mail for any clues but all i really learned is that somebody lived there back in the 70s
then i drove home and saw a bunch of old southern churches and neglected cemeteries and roadside crosses and endless abandoned houses and trailers sagging in the heat that i was just too tired to stop at and really felt grateful that i live here. i love the south for so many reasons but the photography is one of the best parts
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"i promised i'd forget, but you're all i see when i dream the night away"
bang chan x reader
genre — drama!au
suggested background music: x
note: like i said - i put a lot of my life into writing. something similar to this happened to me today, and i'd like to think that music is getting me through it. i wanted to add more of a "post credits" scene for chan and o/c, but this is how my day is going and how this situation ends.
The world never felt so heavy.
You'd never thought that scrolling through social media could create this bleeding ring in your ears, yet somehow here you are, unable to look at your phone. The photo you stumbled across had already been burned into your memory. There were times when you could forget what song you'd just listened to, and yet this one image had suddenly been burned, a permanent nightmare in your mind.
Your ex looked happy. It wasn't a bad breakup, but after a year, you couldn't expect him to stay single forever. You'd both agreed to move on, and while you swore you had, seeing the photo of him with a beautiful girl kissing his cheek made your shoulders heavy. Staring at your blacked out screen, it was like the photo was still there, and no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't keep yourself from seeing it. Every time you closed your eyes, there he was.
Happy.
You fumbled with your cell phone, placing it face down on your desk before your boss could catch you. It was hard to hide the look on your face. It was pain, sadness, and confusion. How was it that after all this time, you hadn't succeeded in moving on, but he had?
Was it you? Or was this girl really so special that you were worth forgetting?
The feeling of being forgotten - it's seeing the dust gather on photos and the doorknob that he will never open again.
It's over.
"Do you have the paperwork for the meeting tomorrow?" Chan popped into your office, placing a fresh mug of coffee on your desk. You'd started here only six months ago, but he already knew that you liked your coffee light and sweet. "Jisoo wants to make sure we're not missing anything before -"
"Yeah, I have it." You said curtly, looking back at your computer, typing away at your report. "I'll bring it to you later."
"I mean, I can wait for it if you have it ready."
"Chan," you looked up at him. "I said I'll bring it to you later."
Chan looked at you with mild concern. Sure, there were a lot of women in the office, and the men had eventually learned when not to step on toes in the case of any mood swings because of work stress. You weren't one of those people though. You were the type of person who'd rid the stress with a bar of chocolate and be done with it. You'd never snapped at him before.
"Okay." Chan backed out quietly. He ducked into the next office over. Knocking on Minki's office door, he peered in.
"Hey," Minki stood up. "I gotta bring these to the fourth floor, can you watch the phone for me?"
"Yeah, no problem." Chan smiled before taking a seat.
Ping
He knew that you and Minki were office best friends ever since you got hired. While he didn't mean to see it, Minki left his messenger open and slowly your messages came flooding in.
x: he moved on
x: am i supposed to be upset?
x: we broke up a year ago, so why do i feel so defeated haha
x: maybe i'm just decomposing. why do i feel like this
x: can we get drinks later? i know you hate it when i drink to drown out my sorrows, but i just can't be here right now.
Damn.
Chan swore he didn't mean to see all that. That would explain the mood though.
x: i didn't think i'd miss him this much. i just want to forget about it.
Taking in a deep breath, Chan pulled out his phone and made a call.
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"Chan, why did you need me for this stupid client dinner? And who the hell has dinner at 4PM?" You continuously complained as he drove you down the road into the next district.
"Just relax, it'll be fine."
You rested your head against the passenger side window. As your breath fogged up the glass, you scribbled little hearts, peppered over the skyline as Chan drove. It wasn't until you started seeing signs that you realized you were at Banpo Bridge. Chan pulled into the empty parking lot.
"The client wants to have dinner here? What are we doing - getting takeout?" You jested.
Chan opened your door. "Go sit over there, I'll be right back."
You took your seat right by the edge of the water. The weather really was perfect today. The fresh air helped clear out your thoughts. Even though the breakup was a year ago, seeing that photo really made it feel like it just happened yesterday. Your heart broke twice, and yet you couldn't bring yourself to think that you hate him now. You loved him as a memory - a beautiful, happy memory, and it was time to let go now.
Chan re-emerged next to you, a bag with four bottles of soju and piping hot ramen in his hands.
"Um -" You nearly laughed at the sight of him struggling to carry everything. "Am I missing something? Are the clients your drinking buddies?"
"Sit, sit, please." Chan arranged everything down on the ledge.
"Not that I'm ungrateful, but I am confused."
"I, uh." He sat down next to you, removing his jacket. "I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me."
Stopping halfway from opening a bottle, you looked up at him.
"y/n, Minki had me watch over his desk, and I... I'm sorry, I saw your messages."
"Chan, that was private." You looked down at your shoes, feeling the heaviness in your chest again.
"I know. And I'm sorry." He grabbed the bottle from you and opened it himself. "Minki had to run to another meeting, and I saw how sad you were. I just figured I'd help you escape for a bit. I called in a favor from the interns to watch your stuff, so we could... do this, I guess."
You'd always known Chan was a softie. He was that guy in the office who never forgot about birthdays and important events. He was never late, and he would do everything he could to help out the new people. Even to you, he was a big help whenever you needed it.
"Again, I'm sorry." He poured two shots and handed you one. "But you looked like you needed it, so - cheers."
You watched him as you threw back your soju. You stifled a smile, "Pitiful, isn't it. Still feeling like you've been dumped even after an entire year."
Chan winced as the alcohol hit the back of his throat. "Not at all. Who said that a year was the right time to get over someone? There's no rule for that."
You continued to sip slowly, watching him open up all the snacks.
"I haven't had a girlfriend in years, and I swear, after my last girlfriend and I broke up, I couldn't stop thinking about her even because of the littlest things. It wasn't a bad breakup, but when you have so many happy moments with someone, you can't help but feel sad when you see that person making new moments with someone else. It makes you wonder if that could've been me, y'know?"
It couldn't be stopped. One deep breath and suddenly all the tears started pouring out. You couldn't control your breathing, and it felt like the weight of the world finally came crashing down on your chest, reminding you of every little happy memory that had to be released into the ocean like confetti.
Chan rushed over, placing his jacket on your shoulders. He hushed you, rubbing your arms to warm you up. Crouching down in front of you, he pulled you up and brought you into his chest.
"Wait, I'll get makeup on your shirt -"
He laughed at your childish worries. "It's just a shirt. Just go ahead, it's okay. I can get it dry-cleaned, and you're worth more than some shirt."
Feeling your tears soak up in the cotton, you just cried, and Chan let you until it felt like there was nothing left. You chest was still heaving, but you felt the weight lift slowly. The sea air started filling your lungs again like an icy burn.
"I'm sorry." You finally looked up, mascara stained on your cheeks. You smeared what you could from your face before sitting.
"Stop apologizing." Chan sat down beside you again. "Do you feel better?"
"A little."
Placing his hand on yours, Chan smiled. It was a warm gentle smile. He squeezed, "It will get better. I promise."
"I just feel like everyone keeps moving on, and I'm just stuck here."
"Where is 'here' to you? 'Here' to me is existing with a good job with good friends and a good life. 'Here' is anything you're doing happily without him." He reached up to cup your cheek. "I know you feel miserable, but your body won't let you feel this way forever. And neither will I. Please don't feel as if 'here' is an awful place. 'Here', you have me, and I'll stay until you're not sad anymore."
Peering up at him with red eyes, you smiled with whatever energy you had. Sadness still sat on your shoulders, but it didn't feel so awful anymore.
Chan nodded towards you.
"Until you're not sad or until you ask me to leave - I'll be here for you."
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White Lies (Pt. 20 of 21)
Pairing: Keanu Reeves X Reader
Word count: 1.6 K
Summary: Keanu found the girl almost dead, in the wrecks of what was once her car. While she was in surgery, stuck in a coma, he gathered the best doctors of New York to attend to her. They told him she is likely to have some kind of brain damage, what may lead to memory loss. And this possibility added up wit the fact that she's pregnant, made the council come up with an odd idea. They asked Keanu to pretend to be her husband, since the stress of finding out everything that happened could put the baby in danger. He reluctantly agreed, but only if she does has some kind of memory loss. He still goes she'll wake up soon, with her memories intact.
But when you finally wake up, there's nothing inside. You're quick to find your head is empty, void, like a blank canvas. The only thing that brings you some relief, that makes you feel less lonely is the mention of a husband. And you can't wait to meet him, because you know you can't deal with this by yourself.
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The moment you open the front door, you know something's off. It's night already, and you're sure, by how dark it is, that every single light is turned off. Keanu was supposed to stay with Liam as you went to your appointment with the psychologist. Another one, someone who will give you a different perspective. So you don't get why the house seems to be empty. He doesn't take Liam out without telling you, and you do the same, always letting the other know where you'll be.
“Keanu?” You call, throwing your purse on the couch and taking your heels off.
Fear starts creeping over your skin when you see something weird on the floor, some feet away. Walking there, you bend over to take it, and at the same moment you realize what it is, you see another, and another, and one more after, forming a trail that leads to the back of the house. Furrowing your eyebrows, you wonder why are there so many red rose petals on the floor.
“Keanu?” You call again, making your way to the backyard, an unusual yellowish light getting your attention. “What–” The words get caught on your throat when you notice more and more the petals, and as you follow and then, raising your head, your eyes go wide at the sight of the backyard, completely lit up by candles.
There's a table set in the middle and roses all over the place. Keanu stands by the table, in a damn suit, which makes him look even more handsome. Mouth half open, you take a look at everything, perfectly set, before starting at Keanu once again.
“Ke... What...” He moves his hand a little and a slow, soft song starts playing. You gasp, biting your lip.
“Can I have this dance?” He asks, and you nod, making your way over him and taking his hand on yours.
Keanu guides your arms around his neck, his big, warm hands resting on your hip, and it burns right through the delicate fabric of the green dress you're wearing. And then, you start moving, from side to side, following the rhythm.
“What's this about, Ke?” You have to ask. It's been a while since you decided to start dating. It does sound silly, given everything that happened, but you both thought it would be a good start. You also promised not to let out what happened between you two, since people wouldn't understand and you don't want to affect his career. You forgave him, wholeheartedly, and you know he did what he did to keep you safe.
“Just thought we needed a romantic dinner.” He simply says, taking your hand and pushing you away, so gently, before pulling you back into his arms. “And don't worry. Liam is with Mrs. Jackson.”
“Alright...” Raising an eyebrow, you look up at him. “Is it a special occasion? Like my birthday or something?” The day you were born was mentioned, but you didn't really pay attention.
“Not for a couple of months.”
“You're oddly mysterious tonight, Ke.” Tiptoeing, you place a kiss on his lips.
“What's wrong with a little bit of mystery?” When the song ends, he takes your hand, guiding you to the table.
“There's nothing wrong with it.” Shrugging your shoulders, you smile at him, taking your seat.
“I'll serve dinner. Give me a minute.” You nod as he walks back inside, taking the time to look around again.
The yard was never so beautiful, the candles casting soft, warm lights. There are red petals, scattered around the place, and roses on the centerpiece. Reaching out your hand, you take one, bringing it to your nose and breathing in the amazing scent.
“(Y/N),” Keanu calls when he's near you, and when you turn around, you don't find anything on his hands. “I was going to wait so we could have dinner first, but...” Taking your hand in his, Keanu pulls you up, and you furrow your eyebrows at him.
He takes a deep breath before searching for something on the inside of his suit, and you feel your blood running cold when he gets down on one knee.
Keanu reveals a small, dark box, and when he opens it, there's the most beautiful ring you've ever seen in it. It shines, lit up by the candles, and you see three stones, the one in the middle a little bigger than the others.
“(Y/N), I know it's only been some months since we started... Dating.” He begins, and you feel your hands shaking. “But everything happened to us in quite an unusual way and I'm completely in love with you.” You're already crying, a hand covering your mouth. “I thought I knew what love was, but I was so wrong. This is love, and it's... Undescribable. The way I feel when you walk in the room is... You own my heart, it's yours.”
Biting back a sob, you let him take your hand in his.
“So I couldn't wait anymore, beautiful. I want what we had while stuck on that lie to be real. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine. Forever. So... (Y/N)... Do you want to be my wife?”
“Yes,” you mutter, a little too fast, but since you're not sure if he could hear it, you nod, watching as he slides the ring on your finger.
There are no words to describe this moment. As Keanu stands up again, welcoming you into his arms and lifting you up, and you know this is right. Maybe everything meant to lead you to this moment. You know there are important people you left behind, like Daniel, your first husband, but you can only count on what you remember. And maybe just maybe, this was meant to be since the beginning. And you're happy, beyond happy, to have found the love of your life.
So it doesn't take much until the preparations start. Actually, they start on the very next day. For the general public, you'll be just a wedding vow renewal, since you don't remember the first. But it doesn't matter what they think, only what you know.
Laura is overjoyed, and she takes it into her hands to help you with everything. The date is set for only two months after the proposal, so it gives you little time to put everything together. And Laura is as indecisive as you are about the wedding dress. You do want to know Keanu's opinion, but you really want it to be a surprise, so you manage to chose it without asking him.
Things start getting hectic as the day approaches, but thanks to Laura, and to some people Keanu hired to organize everything, stuff is getting done just in time. When the day comes, there's not a single thing that isn't perfect.
There weren't allowed any journalists, just a single photographer, who's friends with Keanu. You know the pictures will find their way online, and you're well aware of some paparazzi hiding away. But nothing else matters. When you say ‘I do’, dressed in white, eyes on the most handsome man on Earth, nothing else matters.
And when you kiss, sealing your love before all the guests, you finally understand the true meaning of happiness. And as you walk down the aisle, hand in hand with Keanu as he holds Liam in his free arm, you smile at the camera, barely able to believe your eyes.
Sometime later, you're watching Liam playing in Mrs. Jackson's arms as you're seated on Keanu's lap. It was just for some photos, but you decided to stay.
“I have some news. But only if you agree.” Keanu says, low voice on your ear.
“Let's hear it.”
“I thought about a week in the Caribean as a honeymoon. But in November, so Liam is a little older. And if you think he'd be alright without us for this period.” As he speaks, Keanu pulls your hair away, placing a kiss on your neck.
“If we can hire Laura as a babysitter, I think it'll be alright.” Biting your lip, you look down at him. “And you should at least try to control yourself, Mr. Reeves. There are still some hours before we can be alone.” Lowering your voice, you smirk, placing a kiss on his lips.
“Because you're so good on self-control, Mrs. Reeves.”
“Oh, I love my new name.” Kissing him again, you only pull away when a song starts playing. “Ok, we have to dance.” Jumping to your feet, you start moving already, holding his hand as you walk to the dance floor. The song is fast, so you get this chance to be all over Keanu the best you can without letting anyone else notice the teasing.
“Do you really think it's a good idea to tease your husband before the wedding night?” He asks, his huge hands coming to encircle your waist, pulling you against his chest.
“It's the best idea I ever had.” Winking, you turn around, moving along with the rhythm, rasing an eyebrow to see Laura dancing with Robert. That took some time, but you finally see something happening.
The rest of the party goes on wonderfully well, and when it's over, you go back home. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson offered to stay with Liam tonight, so you and your husband have the house to yourselves. You're not entirely surprised to find your bedroom all decorated with candles and roses. You love it, but before actually getting into bed, you completely fail on the self-control thing, joining Keanu in the shower.
But of course, it doesn't stop there, and in no time, the amazingly decorated bed is messed up, once again claimed as yours. And even though you're tired of the party and the ceremony, you can't stop. You can't have enough of Keanu, you can't have enough of finally being his.
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A3! Event: Trump the Phantom Thief Episode 7 Translation
Juza took Muku to one of the locations appearing in his favorite manga as they had a heart to heart conversation.
Juza's Mom: I heard Muku-chan won another race!
Kumon: Seriously!? That's sick!
Juza's Mom: Let's go cheer him on next time.
Kumon: Sure! You too, Nii-chan!
Juza: ...No, I'm good.
Kumon: Whyyy~!?
Juza: (I'll only freak people out if I go. 'Sides, what if people start spreading bad rumors about Muku because of me?)
Tenma: Thank you so much!
Misumi: Thanks for coming~!
Muku: Thank you very much!
Juza: (That's Muku? He looks like a totes different person.)
(I heard he was kind of down after quitting track and field, but he didn't look that way at all on the stage.)
(Never knew he could shine like that onstage.)
(Maybe I, too…)
Juza: You're the reason why I started theater.
Seeing you take a step forward to theater gave me the courage to do the same.
But what if you go back to track and field, and in the worst case get injured again….
What if you clash with your teammates and get hurt in the process… What if that issue affects your acting as well…
I just don't want to see you get hurt again.
...But that's just my ego speaking.
I didn't know how you feel about returning to track and field.
No one can ruin your desire to run again, just like how no one can ruin my desire to perform onstage.
I should've told you, "If you're gonna do it, give 110 percent at both of them. I'll support you."
It's my job as your fellow troupe member, your family and your co-star, to support what you wanna do and back you up.
Sorry for being harsh on you the other day.
Muku: ...It's alright. I should thank you instead, Juchan.
I know you said those things because you were worried about me.
I could make up my mind because of your words. I finally realized my own feelings.
I'm sure there's still a part of me who longs to participate in a relay race with my clubmates…
I thought I'd moved on, but...
Maybe I thought that way because somewhere in my heart, I was sure my leg hadn't recovered, because I felt like I couldn't go back to track and field.
This time, I won't regret it even if I can't manage to bring the best outcome after practicing. I just want to do my best to take part in the race with the others, just like before.
I want to do my best until the end. And I want you to watch me run.
Juza: Sure. Show me how you run as the Ace of the club.
Muku: Okay! I'll give it my all.
And you see, I've never thought about leaving the theater.
Mankai Company is a precious place that everyone gave to me when I was still unable to go back to track and field.
And I don't think I can ever quit now that I know how much fun acting is.
Juza. ...I know right.
Muku: I have to focus on our upcoming play first before the race.
Juza: We've gotta catch up after causing troubles like that.
Muku: Let's do our best!
Juza: Man, this place sure is out of this world…
Azami: Freakin' spacious.
Izumi: It's more gorgeous than the photos… Oh, right. Thanks for coming with us, Azami-kun.
Azami: Nah, no need to thank me. I wanted to see the dressing room since I'll be doing y'all makeup.
Kazunari: Mukkun, you're not getting seasick or anything, right?
Muku: Yep. I'm alright. I already took some medicine, and it's not like we're riding a small boat where we can feel its motion.
Saionji: I've been expecting you. My name is Saionji.
Izumi: My name is Tachibana. Nice to meet you.
Muku: (Hm? I feel like I've seen this person before…)
Saionji: I'd like to offer my gratitude for accepting our request.
Izumi: I should be the one thanking you for offering us such an amazing request like this.
It's not everyday we get the chance to perform in a place like this. I'm grateful for it.
Saionji: I'm also attempting a lot of new things. I don't usually hold a jewel showcase…
Since this is the first time it'll be showcased in Japan, I chose this ship as the venue so that a lot of people can see it.
And because I want people to also enjoy the cruise, I decided to hold it for several days and considered adding more activities throughout the journey.
That was how someone suggested I hold a stage play here.
Due to that, I went around the Veludo Way by myself in search of a theater troupe.
Izumi: I see.
Muku: Oh! Are you perhaps the person who dropped his cufflinks the other day…!?
Saionji: Thank you for picking it up at that time.
Muku: N-No problem!
Sakyo: You know each other?
Saionji: He helped me when I was walking around the Veludo Way. I've got to know Mankai Company because of him.
I looked it up afterward and decided to offer you a request to perform here. It just so happened that my acquaintance was also bringing you up.
I believe it might be fate after knowing that my acquaintance's son is also a member of your theater troupe.
Kazunari: Are you talking about my papi!?
Sakyo: Receiving an offer after helping someone...
Yuki: That's just so Muku.
Banri: Sounds like something that comes out of the Straw Millionaire*.
Muku: Ehehe…
Come to think of it, I remember some jewels are embedded in the cufflinks.
Saionji: That's right. You have a good memory.
Muku: I remember it because it's so beautiful.
Saionji: Right. Why don't you all participate in the jewel unveiling while we're at it?
Since the unveiling will be held a day after the closing show, I'd like you all to stay one day longer here…
Muku: Can we, really?
Izumi: Thank you so much!
Juza: Jewels in a luxurious ship… That's just like our play.
Kazunari: It won't be weird if some thieves come to steal it.
Sakyo: The setting is just perfect. We won't have any issues making the audience immersed in the play like this.
Muku: Now we only need to do our best!
Juza: We've gotta focus.
Saionji: ...Oh, I almost forgot. Tachibana-san…
Izumi: Yes?
T/N: The Straw Millionaire is a Japanese Buddhist folk tale about a poor man who becomes wealthy through a series of successive trades, starting with a single piece of straw.
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Polaroid
Han x Fem. Reader Soulmate au
Warnings - Swearing, mentions of sex, and Fluff that'll make you cry.
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Y/n's pov, November 27 2020
My mother once told me that I will know when I'm in love, she never specified what hints will cross my path... She just said I'll know.
As a young adult now, sharing an apartment with my close friend Yeji. I'm starting to become impatient with this whole game of love, why can't I just get told who is my perfect match. I'm so tired of having my hopes risen up and then crashed down onto my heart... Breaking it each time.
"Any plans today?" Yeji asked from the kitchen, making me cringe at the word plans.
I just was still recovering from a terrible break up, where I caught the supposedly love of my life slurping the life out of his assistants pussy. I won't forget the feeling of my heart completely stopping for a few seconds, as my mind told me to run and not look back.
"Yes actually, I have a date with Netflix and the leftovers in the fridge." I replied, slyly smirking as she stared at me like a worried mother.
"Well Netflix isn't going to have to wait for his turn. Because I have this guy who is really interested you and is a total sweetheart." She sighed, showing me a photo of the guy she was trying to set me up with.
"Yeah... No." I replied, beginning to retreat back to my room.
"Y/n! JISUNG TOLD ME!" Yeji announced, catching my attention from the front of my bedroom door.
"I-it's still a no Yeji." I whimpered, shutting the door harshly behind me as she sighed in defeat.
Yeji's pov
She needs to get out of this place, it's been two weeks now. All over a guy she barely even knew, I know the true reason she is hiding and she will never admit it.
Y/n is scared to see his face again, our best friend Han Jisung. The best friend that she happened to fall in love with, and moved away from after she got accepted into the university of her dreams.
They were never just best friends in anyone's eyes, not even there own. Yet they both tried to fill in the whole in their heart with other people, never realizing that all they had to do was just say three difficult words.
Y/n was in a hurry to find her perfect partner after I found mine, the man next door with the matching tattoo on his wrist. Your tattoo shows up when you are over the age of 19 and are near your soulmate, it shows up on your wrist, neck, or shoulder blade.
She didn't want to see Jisung in case that tattoo never came, they both wouldn't be able to handle the realization. But it is a part of life, and I'm not going to let my best friends live alone when they could have a chance to be in love and happy.
Han wanted to see us both while he was visiting the city, even though he knew the risk of utter devastation. That fake profile was just a set up so that she would finally meet up with Han, and she probably already knew about my plans.
I walked up to her door cautiously, gently brushing my knuckles against her door.
"Y/n... I know why you are actually upset."
Y/n pov
"Because of Han Jisung." I answered, brushing past the old childhood photos saved on my phone.
"I know that's what you were going to say Yeji, and you're right. I know I won't be able to take it if the guy I love isn't the one for me, and that all of those nights alone with him that are coded into my brain are worthless. I'm scared Yeji, I'm scared that I won't be able to think of most of my life without tearing up." I explained, as she plopped down on my bed next to me.
"You're fear will just get worse until you find out, you'll never know the result until you actually try." She replied, placing my head on her shoulder for comfort.
I let out a shaky breath as a couple tears streamed down my cheeks, she was right as usual. But I still needed at least one day to prepare myself.
"Fine, but let me rest today. I'm not going to fancy restraint with puffy eyes and bed head." I remarked, watching as a sly smile spread across her lips.
She slowly began to exit my bedroom, delighted that she finally got her way with me. Not even explaining who that fake date even was, probably just a random guy from Google. It was 11:30 at night, and all of my crying really wore the energy out of my body and mind.
So eventually sleep crossed paths with my mind and hooked up, completely losing consciousness as my memories flashed like a polaroid camera.
December 15th 2018
"I can't believe we're graduating this year, seems like we only started high school yesterday." Jisung sighed, carrying both of our bags while walking home together.
"Don't worry quokka, you'll still carry my bags for me even after high school." I teased, pinching the reddened skin of his cheeks.
"Oh very funny, and you'll still put crackers in your mouth and pretend to be a walrus." He remarked dodging the snowball that came his way.
He set my bags down on my front yard as he gathered his own army of cold fluff balls. I tackled him to the ground as we both drowned the silence in laughter, I traced my frosted mittens across his face. Gently crossing his lips as he brushed the snow chunks from my hair.
The close warmth of his breath against my face sent my heart into a frenzy, I secretly craved the closeness of him... But I never wanted to admit it in case I'd lose him.
His now glossed lips looked so kiss able, the way they pouted as he focused on my hair. And how they stretched into a warm smile that left a fuzzy feeling in my heart for years, made it only harder to stop myself from interlocking them with mine.
"I better get going bun bun. I'll see you tomorrow at school though." Jisung reassured, lightly booping my nose as he left his trail from my snowy front yard. Waving one last time to catch my attention as I was at the front door.
"Farewell loser!" He shouted, showing off that bright smile of his.
"Farewell to you as well, asshole!" I retorted, giggling as I walked into my empty house all alone.
November 28th 2020
Y/n pov
"Wake up! Time for bubble tea!" Yeji screamed, jumping on top of me as she consistently hit me with my own pillows.
"I thought we were meeting Jisung later." I sighed, looking at the red numbers of my alarm clock reading 7:30am.
"Yes we are, but I want bubble tea and to talk with you about some stuff I found out." Yeji replied, pulling me out of bed to soon push me into the washroom.
I complied to her excited energy, understanding it is pretty exciting for her.
The steaming water swallowed every inch of my skin, blocking out all of the noises outside. Only leaving me and the blank wall to stare at, droplets of water racing against each other. A flash of the mirror and sunlight clashing, sending the flash of a polaroid to my memories.
August 16th 2018
Yeji squealed as her boyfriend threw her into the pool, soon joining her in a large cannonball jump. All of his friends danced around with liquor drenching their breath, as their bodies clashed together in ways they didn't fully understand.
It wasn't my style of fun, it instead gave me a wave of fear and stress. Not recognizing any of these people, while they danced around half naked. Yeji's boyfriend decided that she had enough fun for one night, and took her home to rest.
I hurriedly gathered my belongings and rushed out the door, just as excited and horny shouts came from the pool. I was okay to walk home alone, it felt nice to be surrounded my silence for once. Even if my conscious tortured me about every bad possibility.
"Need a drive home party animal?" a familiar voice called from across the road, that voice of the man who has always had my back.
"I'd actually really like that." I replied, feeling a wave of comfort when I entered the car.
"I can tell your a bit freaked out." He sighed, throwing his bad into the backseat.
"That party was just... A lot. A lot more than I expected." I whimpered, still a bit overwhelmed from the experience.
"How about you stay at my place for the night. We'll even watch some American horror story..." Jisung suggested, even though he was shit terrified of anything remotely scary.
"I'm holding you to it quokka." I giggled, slapping his thigh teasingly.
We drove to his home as the car filled with a random playlist of songs, one landing on my favorite 'Turning Page'.
"I didn't know you liked this song." I commented, blushing softly at the tone of the song.
"I want this to be the song that represents me and my soulmate. It sounds cheesy, but it's true." He revealed, glancing my way as the car stopped in the from of his home.
The whole topic of soulmates use to be humorous to me, remembering when me and Han drew matching docks on our palms as 'our' symbol. Even taking a polaroid photo of the amazing art we drew, I still have it in my phone case.
Then it hit me, how much it would hurt to see him destined with someone other then me. That moment when he glanced back into my eyes with a shy smile, is when I admitted to myself for falling madly in love with my best friend.
November 28th 2020
I walked along the streets of our home town, hanging my mask off my chin when sipping my bubble tea.
"You know what's crazy." Yeji started, catching my focus immediately.
"I remember the moment you started crushing on Jisung. You didn't even have to tell me, I already knew." She admitted, gazing at me with only a soft warmth in her eyes.
"It was obvious by how many photos you had of him and you on your wall, and the way you looked at him as if he were your dream person." She continued, texting something on her phone that I couldn't quite see.
"Or how when he caught you staring he'd reply with 'take a picture it'll last longer'... And you always did to get revenge. I will never forget the day I saw you two as more then best friends, that was the same day when I bought you that polaroid camera for Christmas. " She replied, taking a short break as her hands nervously fidgeted with her skirt.
"That's why I want a 'thank you' later on." She mumbled, before running off and leaving me completely stunned on the bench.
"Y/n..."
September 14th 2018
"It's crazy that this is your last day here." I sighed, trying my best not to cry.
He nodded trying to smile the pain away like me, but soon caving in once his arms met my body. I nuzzled into the crook of his neck, hoping I could capture his scent one last time.
"I'll still visit. I can't cope without seeing your face, asshole." He chuckled lightly, sniffling quietly when he retracted his arms away.
He stared at my features for a few long seconds, as if he was contemplating on doing something. Jisung shook his head, smiling brightly once more as he pulled me into one last hug.
As he put his palm on the door knob, I shouted his name one last time. Running across the room towards him, he turned around immediately dropping his bangs on the ground.
He instantly knew what I was going to do, since his lips molded with mine without one ounce of hesitation. His hands lost in my hair, pulling me closer and closer until there was no space between us. Jisung's lips were so much sweeter and softer then any other kiss I've had.
The sweetness was sprinkled with the salty taste of our mixed tears. Only creating more as the kiss began to end, both of us realizing we should've told each other so much sooner.
"I love you." We both sighed at the same time, smiling sadly at the bittersweet sting in our hearts.
November 28th 2020
"Jisung..." I gasped, turning around quickly to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.
"W-wow... You've really. Wow." He stuttered, cautiously inching closer towards me.
"You too." I chuckled airily, swallowing back my tears. I missed him so much, but it hurt too much to see him at the same time.
"Y/n... I know it's been a while. But I honestly came here because I needed to see you. I still love you, and I don't care if we're soul mates or not. I'll sharpie our own symbol on us everyday if I have to." He revealed, grasping my hands between his own.
"I'm sorry that I was being so selfish." I sighed, caving into my own tears. Regretting my fears of seeing him again, feeling terrible for torturing him just as much as I tortured myself.
"We are both scared. It's not our fault, but I just want us to accept that things may not go our way. But that won't stop us from being together." He reassured, lightly brushing frosted his mitten across my features. Glossing over my lips gently, his eyes warm and gentle as they fluttered shut.
I molded into his kiss immediately, lacing my fingers through his silky hair. Soon pulling him closer to my so there was no space between us, making sure no one could try and ruin this moment for us.
His lips still were as sweet as the first time they molded into mine, and his fingertips could still make my legs give out by how gentle they were against my skin. Every emotion flashed through my mind, all my regrets, confidence, love, lust... It all flashed just like a...
"Polaroid." He gasped, tugging my palm next to his as the ink slowly traced the same picture into my palm. The picture of the camera that captured all the moments I treasured with my soulmate, the soulmate that was everything I could've asked for.
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