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aemiron-main · 10 months

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hiiii I just want to say sorry about all these people jumping down your throat about your edward creel posts. Regardless of whether you're right or not (i think you are lol), your theories and posts are VERY well researched and well written, and also soo entertaining. how can people be upset that you've been consistently creating content during a hiatus? would they rather everyone just shut up and let the fandom fall to the shadows? truly unfathomable to me. yours and henrysglock's posts have been the only thing keeping my interest in stranger things all these months. anyway sorry I sort of rambled I just wanted you to know I appreciate the thought put into your posts and I'm really thankful to have people in this fandom who are still creating new ideas and theories even after more than a year of no new content. have a great day 🩷🧡

AHHHHHHHHHHH HELLO THANK YOU THIS IS SUCH A SWEET MESSAGE OMG 😭💗💗 YOUVE MADE MY DAY!!! First of all, HELLO FELLOW EDWARD TRUTHER 🤝🤝🤝🤝 a d second of all THANK YOU AGAIN HEHEHDH IM KICKING MY FEET AND GIGGLING!!! I really appreciate that because I do try really hard to keep my analysis (not the fanon stuff which ppl seem go somehow conflate with analysis sometimes) evidence-based and well-researched but also relatively easily/fun to read, so I really really love hearing that!!

And right?? I genuinely don’t understand why people are so upset about others delving into things!!!! I really think many of them would rather that people just shut up & let things fall to the shadows & take everything at surface value. Like even if I’m 100% wrong about every single thing, at least I made an effort to look deeper, yknow? That’s the thing for me, it’s not even about right vs wrong or dumb vs smart, it’s about being willing to take the time to even try to dig a little deeper into things before committing to surface level judgements. IM GLAD YOU AGREE BC ITS TRILY UNFATHOMABLE TO ME TOO LIKE I LOVE SEEING ALL THE THEORIES AND THOUGHTS FROM PEOPLE!!!!! Like I’ve said before, I don’t mind a super long delay for S5 because it means i get to keep having fun making theories and seeing other peoples’ theories!!!

IM SO GLAD THAT ME AND JAMES HAVING BEEN KEEPING YOU INTERESTED IN ST OMG <<<333 I have SO many more analyses in the drafts (seriously, like, content drought WHO??? i could analyze this show for the rest of my life) and so there will be lots more to come!! And James really does have such great posts, I am 4ever grateful for his brilliant analysis and friendship, seriously, i probably wouldve just stayed in my hole not posting very much analysis after the initial backlash if i didnt have james and stav to rant to!!! (and on that note I also recommend the beloved and iconic stav @heroesbyler for some more wonderful posts!!! stav is very much Onto the duffers/a fellow edward enthusiast)

Omg no worries at all about rambling/no need to apologize!! This is such a kind message to send and I really appreciate you taking the time to send it to me!!! Just!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <<333 I’m also so thankful for the fellow theorists who keep putting out their thoughts & for people like you who are so thoughtful, kind, and supportive!!! Stranger Things is so rich with subtext and things to analyze and it’s really a shame that some folks are so opposed to digging into it. Like i said, even if I’m wrong, I still had a blast digging through the show and trying to piece things together!!!

Thank you!!! I hope you have a great day too!! <<<3333

#stranger things #st anons

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dasywritingblog · 3 years

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ADOPTED BY MY IDOL

Scarlett Johansson x daughter!reader

Words: 1294

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Im laying on the bed starring at all the Marvel poster I have on the wall fantasizing on how the Avenger could save me from this shitty place.

Ive been living in this orphanage for ten years and no one ever adopted me and If I have to be realistic, Ive lost hope. Im a teenager and usually people that want to adopt a child look for someone younger, so Ive made pace with the fact that Ill stay here till I reach eighteen and they throw me out on a street.

I stop daydreaming as soon as I hear a knock on my door and see the headmaster of the orphanage come into my room.

MR. ANDERSON: (y/n) get all your things together quickly, youre leaving.

My mouth fell open.

(Y/N): What? You cant be serious, where am I going, why?

The worst scenario start playing into my mind, I havent thought much in these years about what would have happened to me once I should have left the orphanage. As much as I can hate this place is always better than living in the middle of a street.

MR. ANDERSON: Well dear (y/n), believe it or not youve been adopted.

A smile plastered on my face.

MR. ANDERSON: The one that have the courage to adopt a weird teen like you is downstairs and shes a quite important person. So, dont make her wait, but most important be respectful and control that filthy mouth of yours. – he said walking out of the room.

(Y/N): Yes Mr. Lamebrain!

As soon as he was out, I start jumping around and screaming for the excitement, Ill finally have a family!! While I was packing my clothes and carefully folding my posters, I start to imagine how was gonna be my new mom and my home. When I was sure that everything was packed, I looked at my reflex in the mirror one last time asking my self if the hoody with the Marvel logo was cool enough for the occasion, but since probably my new mom has been waiting me for a long while I decided that it would made it.

I walk down the stairs with my heavy luggage in my hand shaking for the excitement. When I arrived in the hall of the orphanage, I saw the one person I believed I would never meet in my entire life. My whole body turn into Jell-O and my luggage fall on the floor.

(Y/N): Holy fuck- Scarlett freaking Johansson is my new mom!

SCARLETT: Hello to you too young lady. – she said suffocating a laugh.

I pick up my luggage blushing in embarrassment and stand in front of her in submission.

SCARLETT: Well, if its all settled Mr. Anderson I would like to take my daughter home.

MR. ANDERSON: Ermm yeah s-sure maam! – said the headmaster nervously picking up from his desk all the document of the adoption and handling the to Miss. Johansson, lightly bowing in front of her.

My new mom takes the document from Mr. Anderson, clearly uncomfortable for the way he was acting, and put them in her bag. Then she handles me her hand which I grab blushing like crazy, I still cant believe shes my new mom!

SCARLETT: Lets go (y/n/n).

I follow Scarlett out of the orphanage and see parked in front of the gate a limousine. I froze in my spot with my mouth hanging open letting fell all the curse that could came up to my mind.

The womans chuckle brings me back to my senses and catch my attention.

SCARLETT: Honey close your mouth, or youll catch flies.

(Y/N): Sorry maam didnt mean to I mean never seen one of those and I guess I got kinda shocked.

SCARLETT: No need to apologize, I understand your nervous sweet pea. Oh, and please Scarlett will do just fine till you are comfortable with calling me mom.

I nod simply dont trusting my mouth and walk to the car getting in. We settle in the back and the driver started the car. The silence was uncomfortable and full of tension I tried to distract myself watching outside the window admiring the building of New York city. Scarlett clears her voice trying to catch my attention, so I focused my attention on her.

SCARLETT: Well, I think I should present myself in a proper way

(Y/N): Oh, no need too. I practically know everything about you, Im a big fan. – I interrupt her pointing at my marvel hoodie.

SCARLETT: You saved my ass. I suck at presentation and stuff like that. – She said laughing nervously.

(Y/N): Wow the famous Scarlett Johansson, very well know actress, suck at presentation lady and gentlemen!

SCARLETT: Youll be the death of me. – She said rolling her eyes playfully.

We spend the rest of the car ride chatting about everything and laughing nonstop. The tension that was there before disappeared, Ive never thought that I would get along with her so easily. I mean shes a star and I always thought she would have been very strict and reserved, but she made me change my mind. After a while the car stopped and excitedly, I went to open the door ready to jump out and see my new house, but Scarlett stopped me grabbing me by my wrist. I turn around frowning at her.

SACRLETT: I know youre super excited to see the house and everything, but I have to prepare you before you go in there.

With that she got me even more confused than before if that was possible.

SCARLETT: I may or may not have invited some friends over for a little Welcome home party. – She said scratching the back of her neck nervously.

(Y/N): What do you mean with some friends?

SCARLETT: Err all the marvel cast

(Y/N): HOLY FUCK!!

She chuckled and slapped the palm of her hand on her face.

(Y/N): Can I go in now? – I said while jumping on the seat.

She nodded smiling.

(Y/N): Thank you mom! – I jumped on her and wrap my arms around her neck kissing her check.

I rushed out of the car and run to the front door turning back where my mom was.

(Y/N): Come on mom! Move that fine ass of yours!

SCARLETT: Yes boss!

She walks to me and nod in the direction of the door inviting me to open it. I take a deep breath and open the door slowly noticing that the inside is all dark. My mom come in after me and shut the door behind her back. As soon as the door closed the light went on and I saw all the cast jumping out from their hiding spot screaming SURPRISE. The whole living room was decorated with balloons and banners, someone poured a bowl of confetti on my head and I screamed for the surprise.

After this surprise we eat all together and chatted, getting to know one another. I was having a blast and I have to say that I never felt more loved and wanted in my whole life. We stayed together all-night watching movies and eating junky food. The night ended with most of the cast asleep on the couch drooling over each other and snoring, while I was cuddled in my moms arms drifting to sleep.

SCARLETT: Night honey, love you.

(Y/N): Night mama, thank you for adopting me youre the best.- I mumbled before passing out in her arms.

Love you all and please be safe

Dasy 🥰

#scarlett johansson x reader #marvel cast #daughter reader #actor x reader

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sanchoyo · 3 years

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danny phantom season 2, ep 12-16 thoughts! these episodes, in comparison to the first 10 or so, felt way more laid back and low-stakes, which I appreciate sometimes. I didn't appreciate how lazy jack's halfa design was in masters of time, it made me so annoyed I redesigned it. 👎🏻 u_u

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-'picking a fight with me and my upgraded form!' 'you upgraded to a mullet?' DANNNNY. YOU CANT SAY THAT TO TECHNUS. YOUVE HAD A MULLET TWICE NOW ('fun' split danny, and evil future danny BOTH HAD THEM). I HAVE THE RECEIPTS.

-danny seeing technus hurting valerie and yelling I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU IN HALF. SAMEEEE <3

-axion labs is now a part of vladco. FUCK YOU VLAD. hes not even really IN this episode, but just thought I'd throw out a nice fuck you anyway.

-'capable of blasting a single person into space in (2) minutes!' tucker. that would kill someone. i mean yeah they might get to space, but theres NO WAY THEY WOULDNT CATCH FIRE, OR THEIR ORGANS WOULDNT LIQUIFY BECAUSE OF THE STRAIN. THEY'D PROBABLY PASS OUT BEFORE THEN, BUT. ...no, okay, I get why vlad bought this company. this is RIGHT up his alley.

-danny KNOWS VAL DIDNT DO THIS, THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE SUIT. AND SPENDING ALL NIGHT CHATTING WITH HER. <3 and val is a 9TH DEGREE BLACKBELT?? danny's mom is, too!! omg and she hunts ghosts, his parents would love her. and her fav fruit is kumquat bc its a funny word. im so with danny val is amazing. I love her and I Do Not Want To Hear It From Sam.

-I knew danny wanted to be an astronaut, but the bowling tidbit is like. yes give me more useless info abt these characters, I love tiny details that make them feel more human, and im glad hes got hobbies aside from ghost stuff, we dont really see a lot of that!!! (I mean, we knew 'fun' danny from when he split himself in half liked bowling, so obv it makes sense he LIKES it, but hes very GOOD at it. so proud of him, bowling king) val calling him neil armstrong and them teasing each other. LOVE THAT.

-technus you are my favorite grandpa for setting this up. SAM WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CREEPY BE HAPPY FOR YOUR FRIEND!!! STOP SPYING ON THEM!!! who actually cares if technus did 'set them up' together, theyre having fun and enjoy each others company!!! 'you think the universe wants you two to be together?' 'i dunno, but maybe /I/ do!' EXACTLY DANNY!!! SOO TRUE.

-and valerie being happy sam said she wants to try and be happy for them and make room at the lunch table for them. and hugging sam over it. VAL NEEDS MORE FRIENDS.

-VAL GOING AFTER TECHNUS IN HER SUIT WITH (1) MILK, AND (1) TREE BRANCH AND KEYS!!!. I LOVE YOUUUU BEST GIRL. her new suit kicks ass

-dannys like 'HEY IM AN ASTRONAUT :D' AW. ...HES IN SPACE... the fact he's actually intending to give her the ring. with SAMS NAME ON IT?? IM CRINGING DANNY NO. YOU CANT DO THAT...thank god he didnt. thank god valerie cut it off and said they can just stay friends for now. tbh, they both have a lot on their plates!! they obv both still like each other...it can be a future thing!! when she knows about phantom! youre 14 theres no need to rush. I just want her to have friends and be happy :(

-...danny struggles to do (1) pull up. SAME. but all the ghost fighting in phantom form REALLY doesnt carry over at ALL? that sucks

-sam being as fit as she is, is not just a goth. shes a goth jock.

-honey I Shrank Our Kid, One of his Enemies, and his Bully: the episode

-dash's crush on phantom is So Obvious. fitness buddies :) watching them interact always makes me laugh. also, phantom, with PANTS. 'how many costume changes you gonna go through, what is this, vegas??' DASSH DJKSFHASKDF

-MADDIE GOING AFTER THE MOUSE WITH A BROOM, WHAT THE FUCK. AAAH. JUST BUY SOME KIND OF MOUSE TRAP.

-danny likes lime and vinegar chips. which sound very good.

-'our boy finally has the physical prowess of a 60 year old president!' ...poor danny LMAO

-'what's wrong with beauty pageants' oh tucker you sweet naïve child. what ISNT wrong with them. who approved this for a high school?? (I mean, yes. unfortunately child pageants exist, but...) also danny and tucker once again treating the pretty girls like objects. I need to meet the grown man who wrote this, I just want to talk...

-prince aragon's dragon form reminds me of maleficent (color scheme wise) which is always a bonus. considering the episode is called beauty marked, I feel like the sleeping beauty references are deliberate

-sam with the fake fangs. once again her accessories never miss. hate the 'not like other girls, girls who get sucked into this kind of thing are all shallow and all want to be carbon copies' bs tho.

-sam trying to be the Worst Bride, being rude as shit. DORA IS GOING TO GET KILLED. DID YOU MISS THE PART WHERE SHE SAID THE PRINCE WILL HAVE HER HEAD IF YOU ARENT THE IDEAL BRIDE. YOU /KNOW/ DANNY WILL COME SAVE YOU. JUST ACT CHILL UNTIL THEN. even if you were doing fine to get him to take off the crown, consider maybe not letting his poor sister get punished also?? sure, she could also take off the crown and has dragon powers, but did you know that for sure?? dora didnt even really realize it until you guys talked!! (or at least, she was scared to stand up to him. you had no guarantee she would...) but. good for dora. ANOTHER friendly ghost to add to the List :)

-tucker is so under appreciated in his time. if he was doing a tech-based campaign today he'd have a better shot. people in 2004 had NO IDEA how much tech would be a part of our day-to-day lives...altho. tbh if you're going to be running for student council president, maybe you should..focus on things to actually improve the school? since he's going for a tech angle, he could say like, he would be running fundraisers for the schools computers to be upgraded, etc? we've already SEEN he can be good at money-making entrepreneur type stuff!!

-oh my god wait. this episode is JUST YUGIOH?????! A REBORN PHAROH USING A TEENAGER AS A VESSEL?? YESSSSSS

-tucker using his new minion to feed him grapes and carry him. AND LOCUSTS ONTO THE BULLIES. I love how when he's possessed, he gains winged eyeliner.

-this episode is giving me big 'plankton makes everyone in bikini bottom his slaves and build monuments of him from the spongebob movie' vibes. and the pharaoh has a traitor who works for him? VERY big yugioh vibes. aknadin confirmed

-I like that danny is still completely exhausted after using ghostly wail. (still patiently waiting on him to get duplication)

-LOVE the fenton's 80s outfits. I get hes 14 and embarrassed by everything they do because theyre his parents, but. cmon, this is one objectively cool thing theyve done. love 80s fashion.

-...was vlad just standing on that streetlight waiting for danny to come out? how'd he know they'd be coming out the back? how long has he been up there???

-oh, wait, his ecto-acne has flareups? that SUCKS. danny was...well I dont want to say he was LUCKY HE HALF-DIED, but he was lucky his was pretty instant (I'm assuming that had to do with the power/scale of the portals being different?) I remember in the ep we met him, vlad made a point of saying he was stuck in a hospital for a long time, so. that really actually sucks and I feel bad. not that it excuses anything he's done...but like. it does suck.

-vlad being so sure danny wouldnt help him he made it somehow contagious to his friends to make sure he'd get help? danny is a nice boy, he wouldve helped if it was anyone else. the only reason he wouldn't have is because of the shit vlad did to him, on purpose. vlad 100% dug his own grave by being the biggest asshole, so it is very hard to feel bad for him.

-clockwork is back!!! and making danny learn lessons The Hard Way. Uhhh, okay. I kind of get Danny’s logic, that time traveling this far back would prevent vlad from becoming a halfa also, ergo no arch nemesis or ectoacne to worry about. But the fact that was basically the first solution Danny came up with to solve this problem is actually so funny. It’s so extreme

-APPRICIATION FOR THESE 80S LESBIAN BG CHARACTERS.

-vlad telling maddie in the lab (in the 80s) he has something he's wanted to tell her 'for a long time'...how long have they known each other? I assumed they met in college, since jack always calls vlad his college buddy/roommate, so jack and vlad for sure met in college, but did vlad know maddie longer? thats surprising if so. Tho we don’t know what year of college they’re in so they could mean they met as freshmen and a few years have past…speaking of maddie shes crushing the 80s look.

-vlad blames jack, but. maybe dont stick your face 2 inches from the portal??! THIS FEELS LIKE LAB SAFETY BASICS. IF SOMETHING HAS POTENTIAL TO BE DANGEROUS, DONT GET NEAR IT. WITH YOUR FACE UNPROTECTED IN ANY WAY. (altho jack didnt really give a Big Warning besides screaming BONZAI. so. also that, but cmon.) also, they need gloves, goggles, and to pull all of their hair back tbh. but fuck lab safety, I guess!

-cryyyyinnng at how lazy they were with jack's ghost form design, its just plasmius' design on jack!!! you couldve given him his own design!!

-there. I did that in about 10 minutes and its somehow less lazy than what made it into the show. embarrassing! better yet, I think the episode would've been better if maddie would've gotten the ectoacne. or maybe its just me, wanting to see her design! anyway. I'm sure people have already done redesigns of them both as halfas. I have to go look after I finish this watch through. Also mildly frustrated jacks resentment and bitterness is basically also a copy paste of vlads backstory. They’re different characters, I really don’t think jack would stew in bitterness and jealousy the same way vlad would!! I also don’t think he’d give up after one time of trying to hunt ghosts and getting laughed at. Our canon timeline says different…I dunno, I get it was for laughs, but I’m annoyed because the POTENTIAL this plot has…

-did vlad really wear a stupid cheese hat to his wedding. ok actually that kinda rules. and the cheese door knocker. the dairy-only buffet table. vlad still got rich, just on being the New Dairy King. (Assuming that means he owns a lot of dairy businesses?) ok! this actually is great. hope maddie isn't lactose intolerant!

-'no matter how hard I tried, I could never get rid of my ghost half, the half I knew Maddie could never accept' ohh, ouch, what a horrible thing to say to her HALF GHOST SON. 'YOUR MOM WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOU' BASICALLY.

-maddie strapping danny to the table with a lazer pointed at him in a secret lab she keeps from vlad that she makes a point of saying is sound proof so he can scream all he wants...CHRIST. DANNYS POOR PYSCHE.

-also, not to feel bad for alternate vlad (because, he did lie to maddie saying jack blames her and never wants to see her again...) but. being married to a woman 20+ years and she immediately goes back to jack? if she didnt love vlad and feels like she had to hide shit from him, and says she wasted her best years with him, WHY MARRY HIM. it feels like leading him on!!! cannot believe im feeling bad for vlad, but. this alternate timeline vlad is significantly Less Horrible than Our Vlad. did she not think she'd get funding for her ghost stuff? (which, fair assumption since they're considered 'ghost fanatics/nuts in canon...but...) why did she think jack or vlad would be her ONLY OPTIONS? be like your sister. be single. Actually, this au could’ve been really interesting if after the accident, vlad lied to her and said jack never wanted to see her again, but she stays single. Imagine how much that would bug vlad… like, in her mind, it was never a competition it was jack or no one type situation…

-danny being like 'leave him ALONE' this jack is a HOMEWRECKER, DANNY. let them go to court and settle this at the least. ...or just throw vlad into the portal. (100% human, defenseless vlad) CHRIST, MADDIE THATS BRUTAL. THATS MURDER.

-danny seeing his mom immediately accepting him and his dad being half ghosts in this universe, if I was him this would be a great sign that his universe's maddie would also.

-*maddie voice* "clockwork will help!" *2 seconds later, with clockwork* "I will Not Help." TOUGH LOVE KING. YES LET DANNY SEE THE SODA HIMSELF AND DEVOLP BETTER OBSERVATION SKILLS.

-when clockwork ""reset time to the way it was"" just before danny "meddled"" ...did he really erase a whole alternate timeline? ...damn. because maddie and danny both called it an alternate timeline by name, it splitting when the college incident went different, so it wouldnt have really mattered if he reset it, right. like because danny's timeline is on a different stream? why didnt clockwork just. show danny a replay and not Reset That Timeline. wh...I wonder how many people that Erased From Existence. Anyway! once again stating clockwork is casually terrifying!

#danny phantom #dp thoughts #sanchoyorambles

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musubiki · 4 years

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Dark Steph give us the forbidden aged up headcanons for Hop. How has our boy grown in your opinion?

OOOH yes....i love it...though my “aged up” hop is just 18 years old hop, 2 years after gloria becomes champion because thats a good age where i like to imagine all of their future adventures!!!

- hes a very good assistant to sonia!!! all his energy is redirected to productive activities and research so they get a lot done!!! sometimes sonia is really tired from work and hop volunteers to finish the reports so she can rest.

- it was his idea to buy a lil speaker for the lab so they can listen to music while they work.

- his dubwool helps him out around the lab like sonias yamper helps her!!!!

- buys coffee and a coffee maker for the lab....,,,he cant get enough wake up energy from sonias tea...,,

- is so energetic that he forgets to do basic things sometimes. he has a problem with putting the ladder back on the bookcase so sonia is always struggling to reach high books (sometimes leon grabs them for her when hes home)

- he still lives in postwick with his family!!! since he also helps out around the town with the wooloo heards and takes care of his mom/grandparents

- eventually he stops copying leon and finds his own flare!!! he makes and practices his own unique poses/ball throws/etc for battle!!! when gloria first sees him do it in a battle shes like im so proud of my boy..

- he does a lot of the field research!!! so sonia sends him out to do research around the region (also its a good lil excuse for him to see gloria a lot more often)

- gloria sometimes helps with research too!!! especially since shes known to be like the queen of dynamax battles, she goes with hop to the wild area and they just have a blast battling dynamax pokemon and exploring dens and making curry

- sonia built a dynamax band into her black bracelet thing 2.0!!! and hops the one that wears it now!!!!!

- hop is always the one to battle gloria in the finals..it pisses bede off because bede is always the last leg before hop gets to gloria and he can NEVER BEAT HOP.....and everytime hop and gloria have a match shes so cute and excited like waving to him across the battlefield, and he just has this sheepish smile and gets all giddy

- hop has fans.......like a lot of fans.......after the first match against gloria right before she became champion he already had a tone of followers, but NOW hes more grown up and tall and handsome and a lot of girls just FAWN over him

- catch him in motostoke trying to get water samples and all these girls are just squealing asking for his autograph on his league card and like clinging to his arm, giving him their numbers, flirting with and/or trying to seduce him and hes just laughing nervously

- queue jealous gloria peering over from behind the nearby corner just sneering “What do those chicks think theyre DOING” and marnie is right next to her, disinterested, just patting her shoulder “There there, you're still his favorite.”

- hes a lot more confident in himself now!!! he doesnt worry about being strong or weak or letting anyone down!! he just enjoys his work and takes a lot of pride in it!!!

- he knew he liked helping pokemon but he like. REALLY likes helping pokemon. him and gloria always help up doing silly little side quests helping a kid find his lost pokemon, or busting some ex-rocket grunts that ended up in galar trying to steal pokemon or something

- despite his confidence hes a MESS when it comes to gloria. he loves her so much his heart can barely contain it when hes around her. when she drops by the lab as a surprise when she doesnt have anything else to do that day his heart FLIPS and starts stammering like “GLORIA!!!! H-hey I didn’t know you were coming hi!! Coming by!! Whats up hahahaa!!!” and sonia and leon just kinda look at each other and smirk

- once in a soft moment gloria lowkey poured her heart out a bit and told him how amazing she thinks he is and how happy she is that she met him, and the rest of the day hes fumbling everything. keeps dropping the water mugs everywhere. knocks over books. zoning out in the lab. sonias just “Hey uhhh why dont you take the rest of the day off?? Youve been working hard!!” in reality hes just. inadvertently making more work for them. go home hop.

- hes so head over heels for gloria. and shes more grown up too so shes....very beautiful....and hes like constantly sweating.

- hop has a little bit of a jealous flare too. since gloria is so pretty and sweet and STRONG she gets a lot of fans and a lot of people trying to get a date. which he doesnt mind as much as he minds BEDE!!!!!!! gloria sees bede a lot since theyre both in the league and hop is.....agitated.....but glorias never chosen bede over hop in any situation so it eases his nerves a bit...

#scorpionzx9621 #ask #headcanons #hop #postwickshipping #him...

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amjustagirl · 3 years

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HI NIKKI JIE omg its been ages since ive dropped in how are you!! eep i read ch 8 of when the sun loves the moon DAYS ago and ive been meaning to drop in to scream about it but got caught up with squid game (i want to scream the ending made my heart pain T^T) then with school :")

i dont even have words to describe how much i loved it aaaaa bokuto fighting to stay on her team, her finally bringing him to meet her mum, everything theyve been through together gdkjfkkdsk it was such a rollercoaster honestly having not one but tWO major angst plot points 😭 but i absolutely loved the ending soso much; their wedding (eAting at a yakiniku place with their teammates and friends pls thats the dream sia🥺) and omg that sneak peak at their life with kousuke kouichi AND kouji fjskdjksjs helpp that was soo freaking adorable and i think this thing with showing where they are many years down the road is not really something youve done before in your prev longfics ? (not including all your outtakes ofc) but you did it here and aaa i was squealing so hard it was so sweet 😭 fjskfjs hELP im so excited to see what outtakes youll have for them next time (kouichi and sachiko mayhaps 👀 HAHA) AND THEM SWITCHING IMAGERIES AT THE END HAD ME SCREAMING PLS 🥺 help not the way you revealed mizuki's name early cuz someone thought she was called tsukki HAHAHAHAH nikki jie you damn funny 🤣

eep i saw you have a prequel kuroo fic and osamu fic coming up 👀👀 CANT WAIT

oHOH and i think you mentioned before that you figured out which uni i go to, just from all my kendo references??? HAHAHAH RLY AH i dont keep up with other schools kendo so i have no idea whats the diff LOL (i thought the reading/midterms week schedule would have been more obvious cuz i think the rest diff from us LMAO) ok la but tbh i think most ppl go to one of the three main unis so i dont think its that hard to figure out HAHAHA

oh also i saw you made mr nikki start watching haikyuu?? hOWS THAT GOING HAHA help ive been rewatching it alot recently and my mum keeps asking me 'isnt that the volleyball one you finished watching already??' HAHAHH

hope you have a good week ahead nikki jie 💓 ~ann :>

Hello Ann meimei!

Squid game truly hurt me to the core (I just get attached to the characters and its just game over for my heart). I hope school isn't too hiong for you haha and I figured it out quickly enough bcos it's my alma mater after all!

And thank you again again again for your love for when the sun loves the moon! Every notif fr you truly makes my day and I'm glad you loved the unadulterated fluff I poured in! They're lovely and sweet tgt, and I guess subconsciously after all the angst I put them through, I really wanted to make sure you guys know that they're both truly happy, with their chaotic trio of little sons and their huge group of friends. They relocate back to Tokyo after bo's retirement (sakusa too), so kuroo, bo and sakusas kids end up playing together a lot! Esp sachiko and kousuke...and aiko and kouichi, if I recall whose kids I'm talking abt!

Pls lor I was horrified at the thought of ppl thinking mizuki shares the same name as tsukki LOL and I feel like tsukki wld flip (like omi) if he ended up related to bo.

And yes! I do intend to write more fics, the kuroo prequel is a monster and no where near done, the osamu one is on the back burner but still there! Have patience with me 😊

Hehe yesssss I'm having such a blast rewatching hq w Mr nikki! He was shocked when I told him he reminds me a little of kuroo (the snarky science nerd bit) but he doesn't know I think he reminds me of osamu either, cos hes still at season 2 only! He's v entertained by tanaka and noya cos he used to be in a team sport in sch, so it reminds him of his friends and their antics (where they just share one brain cell!)

I hope you have a good week too Ann meimei ♥️

#Nikki chats!#when the sun loves the moon #ann<3

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wwounu · 5 years

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mafia!jeonghan “YOON” #11

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traitor

member of Venor Unit

his role is more of a spy, however jeonghan likes the term ‘traitor’ more than anything

there are many rumours about him

only a handful have been picked to be debunked as true or false

for years he’s still been rumoured whether or not hes a member of seventeen

surprise surprise, he is

and the story of how he was recruited was one he’d never forget

because who would forget his missing nineteen-year old childhood friend climbing up to the top of his penthouse, at 1:27 in the morning, and suddenly break and walk into your bedroom like it’s no big deal?

in other words, he wasn’t pleased to see his dearest seungcheol

his friend was talking about all sorts of nonsense the moment he startled awake: japan, gangs, tattoos,, bad haircuts,,, poisoned ice cream??

this wasnt the seungcheol he remembered

so with mixed feelings, jeonghan told seungcheol to crash on his bed while jeonghan would take the couch and asking seungcheol to take a shower because he looked like he came back from a fight with a shark

when morning came seungcheol was trying to explain jeonghan about the wonderful complicated world of mafia business

but jeonghan had none of it — it sounded unreal

on top of that he was more fussed over seungcheol leaving for two years and not telling his own friend about it

with all this anger building inside him, mainly due to the stress of trying to get his head around this whole... thing, he told seungcheol to leave and go back home

seungcheol gave a look at him, a hard look, before he sighed and stormed out of the place

jeonghan didnt miss the small ‘no one ever stops to listen to someone like me’ under seungcheol’s breath

and never in their friendship they brought light upon their many differences, so it kinda tugged on jeonghan’s heartstrings

it saddened him knowing he didn’t give the welcome his friend wanted but at the time he thought he was in the right

then for the next two weeks, seungcheol was desperately trying to get jeonghan to join his ‘mafia’

(mafia in asteriks, because jeonghan wasn’t having any of his bullshit)

through messages, messy letters, he even received a collection post-it notes stuck around his penthouse without traces of who did this even though he fully knew well who it was

and that night jeonghan was paranoid that seungcheol would randomly break in again

then the desperation for help stopped for the next month

although jeonghan did enjoy the attention from his best friend and wanted to continue this ‘fun’ game, he began to grow concerned

his best friend disappeared without a trace. again.

the cope was harder to deal with this time, because the insignificant thought about seungcheol truly being a mafia boss was becoming the host of his nightmares

you best believed the utter shock on his face when he saw seungcheol sat beside his door around midnight

hood up, dirty head to toe and one nasty cut on his lip and cheek

jeonghan was supposed to go to a party, but that priority was ignored straight away

he takes seungcheol in, aiding the cuts before doing anything else

as jeonghan would expect from the man, seven year old seungcheol would be screaming ugly noises with snot running down along his tears

but this other seungcheol didn’t flinch at the pressure of the alcohol touching his skin, and looked in every direction to avoid jeonghan

that — thankfully — hadn’t changed

seungcheol always payed attention to his surroundings when he doesnt want to be in a situation. it happened a lot with his father

so jeonghan asks why he looks like shit

and all the anxieties rush to his brain as the thought of his lash of anger to seungcheol caused the latter to end up like this

questions like when did he last eat?, where did he stay?, did i do this?

but seungcheol started explaining himself

something about these high schoolers ganging up on a sixteen year old in their school because of his looks, seungcheol stood up for this said ‘sixteen year old’ and found the four-against-one fight fair play until they brought out knives and seungcheol was like youve got to be kidding me

and suddenly, one thing led to another and the sixteen year old lit a tree on fire???? and he lifted a stray branch, took out a lighter, then lit it before storming to the high schoolers with a maniac-like look on his face

and the kid was then gone as he chased the high schoolers away

seungcheol had never been more confused

but he had to get out as there was still the,,, burning tree there,,,,,,

and when he finished his story, he paused, falling silent again and sort of bitterly saying ‘sorry, half of the things i say sound unbelievable now’

and jeonghan is a bit offended but he wasn’t going to push seungcheol away yet again

so jeonghan tells him that he believes him and at first seungcheol kept arguing that he’s bluffing for his sake

surprised, jeonghan reassures him again and again to get it through seungcheol’s head that he’s going to join him because he’s going through a hard time, anyone can see that

remaining silent, seungcheol nods before he manages out a thanks

they apologise and forgive each other, and later that night seungcheol tells everything — and i mean everything — about his family and the mafia

it was a heavy night for seungcheol

which brings us to today

since jeonghan was born into a rich family, it made seungcheol’s job way more easier than it was as jeonghan had higher class connections with others while his friend kept lowkey

he can have news alerted to him quickly like updates on parties, social events, scandals, some juicy affairs here and there, all that corrupt high-society crap

and he gets the odd word about some mafias in korea, making it his duty to report all of it back to seungcheol

with seungcheol’s command, he does whatever he instructs him to do, which is to spy on any updates of the situation

hence why he’s always out at fancy social-events

its truly a bore though. he’d rather sleep in

you may think he’s just acting naive most of the time — but he’s listening to every word and every moment he can sink in all around him

the highlight of the night is when everyone gets drunk, which is the perfect time to hear their dark secrets and use his sweet-talk

effortlessly finds a way to manipulate his way to invite himself and seventeen, who’d he’d call associates, to any banquet whenever he senses dirty work will commence

his pretty-boy looks usually do the trick ‘seventeen’s pretty boy’, the group calls him

makes the time to take care of the member’s schedules and invitations to these places, even going to the extent to make replica invitations

creates a plan of how the members enter so that they wouldn’t be seen together and raise eyebrows

particularly during these events, other suspicious men try to keep a close eye on jeonghan due to the rumours of his relation to the seventeen mafia

yet they’re wasting their time because he’s never in one place and socialises with many people

often when he strays on his own, he explores the area and wanders from room after room to find anything else valuable

normally reports to wonwoo what he finds through an earpiece

‘i found a diary’

‘youre going to open it arent you’

‘risqué, she keeps a taser and a ton of money in her lingerie set’

‘dont take the money’

‘wasnt going to’

‘jeonghan drop the roll of money right now’

‘... fine’

‘okay’

‘i took the taser instead!’

did i mention that he needs to ‘borrow’ a belonging as his souvenir for the places he visits

and because of junhui, he has semi-mastered the skill to hide all evidence

also pretty much hates it when he’s rushed, needs to take his tiem with everything (excluding when they’re in grave danger then that’s different)

mouth runs a lot so when he really needs information to be spilt, he exposes other lowkey scandals to get the information he needs

this is where he gets his traitor title from

if he’s framed as a traitor, he turns the tables around and either puts the blame on someone else or on the person calling him a traitor

he’s grown up in this corrupt class and knows all the dirty ins and outs of it

when he feels like he’s being interrogated to spill information, he takes control of the conversation and does subtle things like asking for things usually pouting when doing so or complimenting on one thing before discussing something completely off topic

he can never expose seventeen and will never expose them even if he’s dying

another off-topic fact, he calls people babe a lot

mainly because it makes people feel a certain way, but its jeonghan’s self-acclaimed magic word

that word does things

is also a part of A Team, but due to the fact jeonghan is always busy, they dont work together as often as they used to

looking at soonyoung, wonwoo and jeonghan, you wouldn’t think of them to be that close but they’ve had history

out of all of seventeen, he’s the weakest in terms of weaponry since he’s basically just a informant to seventeen

therefore his choice of weapon are usually used by the closest thing to him

prefers glass as his choice of weapon if he had to choose, so because of this minghao frequently gives him smashed wine bottles for jeonghan’s use

a bit of a brat

but seventeen never mentions it

loves seeing people beg in front of him, especially when theyre desperate

this might be because he likes attention on him

teasing and poking fun at them gives him the greatest joy, it leaves him so satisfied but also wanting more

normally after difficult jobs done by the whole group, when Perficio Unit are clearing up the last of the evidence and killing the last of their suffering enemies, jeonghan skips in to take a wonder around too

Perficio Unit let him because its jeonghan

blood is soaked everywhere, many men are on the floor, some dead, possibly not, and their fancy suits all ruined while the four males finishing the job play jazz music on blast as they take care of the remains

just another job for seventeen

and jeonghan inspects each face, making sure the fear is their eyes while theyre slowly dying from blood loss. if they arent, then jeonghan pulls a gun out of his pocket and points it at them, getting the reaction he wants

(the gun was full of blanks anyway, what’s there to be scared about??)

decides to steal a wristwatch from one of the men and gets told off by the unit because they now have to get rid of jeonghan’s dirty fingerprints for stealing the accessory

loves it even more when Perficio Unit are in the middle of an interrogation (on most occasions they lead the questioning) back in their hideout and pops down to see how their ever-so suffering victim is hanging in there

generally summoned down if 1. wonwoo is busy or 2. they need the victim to speak a bit more

jeonghan doesn’t play once he comes down — but its inevitable that he’ll make sure that he gets the satisfaction that he wants from the person held captive

will stay until theyre sweating and crying in a mix of blood and tears and they are begging in front of his feet while tied up. he wont stop the torture unless the person confesses truthfully to what Perficio Unit ask and feel numb around their whole body that it hurts

uses the taser he stole in addition to let the pain sink in even more, also decorated the taser to have stickers of a halo and wings to look like an angel

when they get the answer they want, it’s a job well done for jeonghan

and when the victim thinks its all over, jeonghan sweetly grins one last time to them, turning foot because, really, he cannot do anything to the poor soul

he shrugs and walks, searching in his back pocket for a gun a filled one this time, twirling it around his fingers before handing it to one of the unit members

without skipping a beat, he smiles, whispering ‘enjoy’ and leaving them to do their job

needs the members as much as the members needs him

a perfect balance

“Somebody said it means imperfection and danger”

#hopefully this hasnt dragged on for too long #2.1k words?! yikes!#also im posting the aus by recruitment order #jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan au #jeonghan imagines #jeonghan scenarios #seventeen jeonghan #seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen mafia au #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #mafia!jeonghan #lucet iaspis au

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angrylizardjacket · 5 years

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when i said it i thought it was true [3] {Ben Hardy}

A/N: 2973 words. Fake Dating AU.

[part 1] [part 2]

Roger Taylor has barely spoken two words to you since the start of filming, and it’s caused you so much anxiety. Were you disappointing? Did you not look or act accurate enough? Sometimes you catch him watching you when you’re with Ben, the two of you in costume, and he just looks... pensive.

Brian’s nice enough, soft spoken and always kind when he speaks to you, actually mentions that seeing you and Ben together makes him a bit nostalgic, and you’re not quite sure what to make of it.

The day you see the real Amanda, the woman you’re playing, you feel like you’re about to pass out. It’s as if you’ve got a direct look into your future, she could be your mother, though her hair’s just a little lighter than yours, hence the wigs they keep putting you in. She’s incredibly beautiful for her age, but that’s not the most striking thing about her. She cries the first time she sees Rami in costume, and she doesn’t speak to Roger.

The moment she meets you, she has to take almost a full minute, hand covering her mouth as she looks you over. It’s like a test, and all you can do is stand there awkwardly in full costume, watching as she tears up a little.

“What do you think?” Brian asks with a proud smile, and she lets out an incredulous laugh. “It’s a little uncanny, isn’t it?” Nodding, she approaches you, smiling brightly and greeting you warmly.

“Feels like I’ve gone back in time.” She’s surprisingly soft spoken, and she tugs at your collar, straightening it, before she rests her hands on your shoulders. “I’m flattered they’ve got you playing me, dear.” She tells you, and you think you might cry.

She only stays on set for about a week, the week you’re filming on the Garden Lodge set. The two of you are talking before filming starts for the day, you’re trying to glean any information you can that would help bring depth to your character, and Ben joins you. It’s the first time she’s seen him in full costume, and when he presses a kiss to your temple in greeting, her voice dies in her throat. Ben looks confused, concerned as she has to excuse herself.

It keeps happening, something about seeing the two of you in costume, together and sweet, it’s something she can’t stomach. She can talk to Ben normally, even when in costume, but the moment you arrive, and he smiles at you like he does, she feels her heart in her throat.

“I loved Roger, perhaps to my detriment.” She admits, taking a long sip of wine. She’d invited you out to dinner with her before she has to fly back to her family. “And I know what they’re saying in the movie, but he never really loved me.”

When you go to Ben with this information, he’s quiet, before he admits that Roger told him that when they were younger, their relationship was far from the sanitised version that was being presented in the film.

They’d been together for years, and there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that she loved him, and he took her for granted, always assumed she’d be there when he got back from trips and tours, he’d even proposed to her, and yet he’d do any pretty young girl while he was away because he knew he could get away with it. He’d cheated on her, and lied to her, and strung her along because it was easier than letting go.

Roger Taylor can’t bring himself to speak to you; you’re the spitting image of his biggest fault. Perhaps the way they’ve got it in the movie is his attempt at an apology, not that she’d accept.

Something about your relationship with Ben changes after that. It doesn’t feel like a performance, the way it used to, it feels more grounded. Neither of you are sure how to deal with the new information, but when the cast go out for dinner together, he’s got a hand on your knee under the table, and when you’re hanging out in his trailer between scenes, you let yourself fall asleep against him where you’re watching Netflix. The two of you go out with some of the others for the night, and he kisses you as you’re leaving the club together, his hands holding your face so softly, the kiss so surprisingly tender that you don’t even hear the click of the paparazzi’s camera from where they’re hiding around the corner of the building, and when you see the kiss on instagram the next day, you don’t think you care.

“Have you seen my nice, black blouse?” You called, elbow deep in a pile of clean washing on a Saturday morning.

“Which one?” Ben calls back from the shower, and you frown at the clothes before you; you really had meant to fold them sooner.

“The nice nice one, the one I wear for callbacks, you know the one I’m talking about.” And you move to rifle through the closet again, glaring at each piece of clothing as you flip past it.

“You sure it’s here?” The shower shuts off while you’re eyeing off a perfectly fine cream shirt that could serve as a decent replacement if you came to it. “Are you sure it’s not at your place?” He asks, stepping out of his adjoining bathroom wearing only a towel.

“No, I’m pretty sure I came back here after my last callback.” You mused, and you could hear him getting changed behind you as you tried to recall the last time you’d found yourself in the shirt in question.

“This would be easier if you just lived here.” He muses, letting the statement hang in the air. After a beat, you turn to look at him, brow creased as you considered his words. “If you want to, you can.” He offered, standing there in just a pair of jeans, his hair still damp. It might be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen.

“Are you serious?” Voice quietly hopeful, your expression brightens as he nods, grinning. Blouse forgotten, you cross the room in a few paces, throwing your arms around him. “Really really?”

“‘course I am.” He doesn’t tell you he loves you, but it’s there in the tone, in the way he kisses you, and it’s there when he spends the next twenty minutes helping you look for your shirt, though when you admit you don’t need it for a few days, he suggests breaking in the bed to fill the time.

“It’s the same bed.” You laugh as he flops back on it, coaxing you over.

“Yeah, but it’s ours.”

The wrap party for Bohemian Rhapsody is... a lot. It’s a bit overwhelming; you’re by Ben’s side and everyone wants to talk to him, congratulate him, and they want to talk to you, tell you how beautiful you look. Everyone is everywhere at all times, and the only constant is Ben.

His arm is around your waist when the two of you are standing by the bar, he’s chatting to someone who’s name you’ve forgotten, though you’re pretty sure he’s the second assistant director or something, and you’re trying to communicate to the bartender what you want over the music, leaning over the bar. The moment the bartender finally nods in recognition and scurries off to get your drink, Ben turns, sees your eyes shining bright in the light of bar, and he forgets what he’s saying, just for a moment. The guy he’s talking to leaves, pulled away by someone in the crowd, and you turn, smiling brightly, confusion creasing your brow when you see Ben watching you.

“What?” The bar is in a terrible location, far too close to the band they’ve got set up, but Ben can read your lips well enough in the bar’s fluorescent lights. He shrugs, doesn’t even attempt to answer as the band, not ten feet away, blast their way through a guitar solo. They’re mostly playing classic rock, a few Queen songs here and there of course, and they’re not bad, they’re just loud.

With your drink in one hand, you take his without thinking, weaving through the crowd, his fingers linked with yours. When you find the door to the courtyard, which is significantly quieter, you feel like you can breathe again. The air outside is cool, and you drop Ben’s hand now that you’re not likely to lose him in the crowd, and the two of you find seats to the side by a tall table.

“You don’t have to stay with me all night.” You tell him, resting your head on your arms, watching as he lights up a cigarette. It was a filthy habit, but damn if it didn’t make him look a hot. Hotter.

“I know that, dude,” he pauses, taking a draft and looking, watching all the people talking and laughing and bopping along to the music, “I like your company.” He says it easily but it still has you grinning, and when he catches sight, he grins in return.

He doesn’t leave your side. Not for the rest of the night.

Photographs are being take all night, and when you look back on them, you see you and Ben sitting side by side, his arm around you as you lean into him, laughing, and he grins at something off camera. You see the cast together for a group shot, all smiling brightly, most a little tipsy, and you’re holding Ben’s hand, your linked fingers just visible in a gap between Allen and Lucy. You see the two of you in the background of a shot of Rami looking absolutely ecstatic; you’re fixing Ben’s hair, and he’s giving you such a soft, endeared look that you hadn’t noticed at the time. If you crop it enough to make it your phone background, you don’t feel the need to call attention to it; for reasons you can’t quite articulate, it makes your heart warm.

It’s strange, and the thing that terrifies you is that it doesn’t feel like acting. It’s that grey area you keep finding yourself in, where it feels so familiar, and it’s like swimming upstream to remember that it’s all fake.

The two of you don’t even share a kiss, not even when you’re both tipsy, not even when you lean in to murmur something in his ear, and his answer brings his lips inches from yours. You want to kiss him, to forget that it’s all fake, but he sees you hesitate, and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. Lips twisting in to a sad smile, you look out at the crowd of coworkers around you, dancing where the band had been replaced with a DJ, and you take another sip of your drink.

You’ve passed tipsy and dived straight into being drunk by the time you’re ready to head home, or well, back to your hotel room, but that required a taxi. Ben’s not much better off, and when you tug him into the back seat with you, he doesn’t argue. He’s the one who tells the driver the hotel they’ve got you all set up in, and you just lean against him, eyes fluttering closed, contentment filling you as he wraps his arm around you.

“I don’t have any makeup wipes!” You gasp into the silence of the hotel elevator. It feels like the most natural thing in the world to head to his room, your arm tucked into his to keep you from swaying in place in the elevator. It might also be that Ben refused to let you be by yourself after you almost face planted getting out of the taxi.

“I’ve got some in case of emergencies.” He assured, fidgeting with his key card before the elevator comes to a stop.

“See, this is why I love you.” The words come so easily that neither of even catch at first as you make your way down the hall. Ben slows once your words have sunk in, and you both realise what you’d said. “I didn’t mean it like that, I’m sorry.” Voice quiet, there’s a sudden sinking sensation in your chest that dampens the whole night for you, but he doesn’t say anything, just opens the door and starts rummaging through his suitcase for the wipes once he’s inside. Once he tosses them to you, he follows it quickly with an oversized shirt to sleep in.

There’s a solid five minute argument about who would sleep on the sofa, both of you trying to give the other one the bed. It takes you yanking a pillow from the bed, laying on the sofa and refusing to move for Ben to concede defeat. The sofa, however, is the single most uncomfortable piece of furniture you’ve ever had the misfortune of trying to sleep on. Sucking up your pride, you clutch the pillow to your chest as you make your way to the edge of the bed. He’s turned away from you, engrossed in his phone.

“Ben?” You ask, and he looks over his shoulder at you, eyebrows raised in question. “The sofa is really uncomfy.” You pouted. With a grin, he shifted, making room for you.

“Holy shit.” Ben looks like he’s just seen a ghost. The two of you are in a nice restaurant in the city, it’s not five stars or anything like that, actually it happened to be your favourite little hole-in-the-wall restaurant with surprisingly good food and excellent service, and you were treating yourselves to a night out before Ben had to step outside to take a call. You didn’t begrudge him, that’s just how life was for the two of you. “Holy shit.” He repeated, and you looked up from your meal with raised eyebrows.

“What’s up?” You ask, and to see the smile spreading slowly over his face has your heart warming. When he meets your eyes, he’s beaming.

“I think I’m going to be in X-Men.” He said quietly, and your fork fell from your hand, clattering against your plate.

“Holy shit.” You echoed, and he laughed a little, taking your hand when you offered it to him, squeezing gently.

The stars seem to shine a little brighter as Ben beams up at them, your hand in his as the two of you walk home. Sure, there’s paperwork, nondisclosure agreements, rehearsals, and a few months until filming actually begins, but Ben’s landed a role in a high-budget action movie, and you’ve never been prouder.

He spends the next few weeks in countless meetings, almost constantly in and out of phone calls with his manager and various producers, and when he’s not filming with Eastenders, he was usually training. He’s barely home, though neither of you are home a lot, you’re busy with your own projects, but when you see each other, he’s elated. You haven’t seen him this excited or motivated about a project before.

Sometimes you miss him. Of course you miss him, you love him after all, he’s your boyfriend and your housemate, and you tell him all of this over dinner and he looks like he wants to say something, like he wants to freeze this moment in time forever, to bottle it up if he could. You’re so proud, and you love him so much, and it’s the most beautiful thing in the world to watch those two parts of you coming together over a microwave dinner.

In the weeks leading up to filming, things change, and you feel like you never see him anymore. It’s not like before, then you were just busy, now he’s all over the country, in meetings and fittings and workshops. He calls, but your bed is so empty and sometimes you just want to come home to him and he’s not there, and he won’t be home until the end of the week. Things are still good and bright when you see each other - he’s always eager to make up for lost time - and you never once doubt how much he cares about you, but you feel... out of sync.

The two of you had fallen asleep not facing each other, but you wake with his arm draped across you, and it feels so familiar, so right, that it stings when you actually come to and realise where you are.

It’s been years since you’d woken up next to him, and you’d forgotten how pretty he is in his sleep. Part of you thinks that’s a good thing, that if you start to remember now you might keep dwelling. Another part of you urges you to go back to sleep; pretend or not, you should savour this moment you’ve missed so dearly. That’s the part that wins.

You expect when you wake again, for him to already be up and moving, as far away from you as possible, but instead you hear a sleep-rough greeting in your ear, and feel his chest firm against your back, his arm still around you where you’ve tucked yourself against him.

It’s not pretend, it feels like history repeating itself, and so you let yourself forget it’s fake for the moment, lean into him just a little and give a sleepy greeting back. Your heart already aches knowing how lonely you’ll feel once either of you move.

“I forgot how nice you smell.” He murmured, and that’s when you feel your heart already beginning to break. Instead of letting yourself crumble, your link your fingers with his hand where it’s slung over your waist.

“I forgot how warm you are; you’re like a furnace.” And you hear him laugh at that as he leans into you too, and let yourself bask in the moment.

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#ben hardy #ben hardy imagine #ben hardy x reader #bohemian rhapsody #borhap #bo rhap #roger taylor #brian may #borhap imagine #borhap cast #borhap cast imagine #rami malek #joe mazzello #gwilym lee #when i said it i thought it was true #the angry lizard writes

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moonchildhcs · 5 years

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parkjin headcanons!!

ur honestly both in awe at how ur in a relationship with each other because neither of u give urselves enough credit !!!! u r both sweethearts and visual gods

hyunjin: “wow ur so cute i cant believe ur dating me” parker: “no!! thats me @ u” god: “p l e a s e ur both cute babies and u deserve each other”

i digress

this bb is friends with some clingy ass mofos !!! like daehwi !!! ur getting the hugs u deserve and u will get no complaints from him abt ur affections either because hes just sitting their with you like o//w//o

dont believe this boys dangerous stage presence he is a softie through and through he will get you flowers and chocolates and everything you could possibly imagine !!! angel baby sweetie pie ur pumpy umpy umpkin !!!

he would absolutely love dancing with you !! he loves ur passion and drive to perform and is always willing to practice with u even when hes tired :( bb boy !! hes much nicer than chan tho lol but hes still a pretty strict teacher so expect some dramatic improvement under him

(also whenever you pull off a move properly he gives u a sweet s m o o c h so it encourages you to do even better for more opportunities to kiss ur bf)

bc hes an idol !! yall cant go out publicly for dates all the time so a typical date is yall goofing off at home, watching movies and shows on netflix, a romantic dinner if yall have the energy but generally takeout, blasting music and dancing around, etc etc he just loves being with you

but when its been a while he will absolutely take you out on cute dates!! sometimes cute elaborate picnics, sometimes a spontaneous trip around the city at night, but always without a fail fun and exciting, especially with your boyfie by ur side :^)

also initially he is SO shy with you !! like remember how shy he was around jinyoung ??? during the survival show??? multiply that by a MILLION this boy was so shy he blushed the deepest shade of red just by h*lding ur h*nd !!! he gains more confidence as the relationship progresses but pls be easy on this bb boys heart

also (wiggles eyebrows) yall can have some spicy kisses !! some intense makeout sessions !! but nothing further lol he is a SHY BOY and also very much 18 he is awkward and is not abt that life rn lol

like ur gonna be shocked at the duality because at the beginning of the relationship hes like “c-can i h*ld ur h*nd? and ur like “how did u censor that out loud” but now hes like “makeout with me” and ur like bitch WHAT but also okay lol

this boy is a solid eight inches taller than you lol if you think he wont even lightly tease you about the height difference you are wrong !! ur just chillin and hes like “hey :) hows the weather down there” and ur like “i will END you” and he blows a kiss ur direction and ur like “okay maybe not ur kinda cute. but comment on my height again and u will receive no mercy”

DUDE he is at the perfect height where he can rest his chin on ur head!! and give u forehead kisses !!!! he just loves u so much man !!! sure kissing u on the lips is great and all but kissing ur forehead?? CUTE

also so many of his shirts and hoodies disappeared and he was like ?????????? what !!! and then he saw you just DROWNING in his hoodie because he too loves oversized stuff and hes like. im fine with this (he takes photos and sets them as his home and lockscreen when they arent promoting) (this boy is GOOD at not getting caught)

dude when the Boiis found out u two were dating they LOST IT !!! interrogated then welcomed !! hyunjin was exposed by them a lot lol they exposed ALL the juicy stories and u were like :^)

dont worry tho ya girl laramie exposed u in kind so then hyunjin was like :^)

truly a bonding experience for the both of you

yall are both visual gods so sometimes u both will just. try on even the most ridiculous outfits and have a fashion show in the living room of ur technically shared apartment

yall take photos on ur phones in a super exaggerated manner in order to mimic the paparazzi and photographers and shout encouragements like “YES KING GET THAT BREAD” and “OH YES WORK IT”

willing to nerd out with you at a l l times !!!

oh my god him sleeping over when he can when hes not promoting and u waking up to him spooning u and just. big cuddle hours: activated

soft kisses before jokingly going “u have morning breath” and just the resounding GROAN before he threatens to leave u cold in the bed and ur like no wait-

hes trying to be frugal with his money as he hasnt been an idol for that long but he definitely buys you gifts from time to time when hes reminded of u

“babe i got this red panda plushie for u” (insert parkers unintelligible shrieking here)

hes not the most jealous boyfriend actually !! he trusts you a lot and is okay with you being friends with whomever u please but sometimes he sees u fangiring over his seniors or smth and hes like >:( im a good performer too love me !!!! pls !! he just wants ur love smooch his cheeks and ull be good

also to get him flustered? peck his cheeks or (gasp) his NOSE he gets so flustered bc its so innocent but so intimate at the same time so he just gets so RED and stutters and ur just like :^) ah how the turn tables

this boy is a ROMANTIC through and through hes not old fashioned but he likes doing cheesy things like opening the door for you, giving you flowers, pulling out the chair for you, etc etc

he just wants to LOOOOOOOOOOVE you !!!!!

he doesnt go for too many pet names but babe and princess are what he leans towards !!

he practices his english on u and u practice ur korean on him (hint, ur better at korean than he is at english)

but he tries so hard and hes so cute !!! his english is so cute!! appreciate this baby pl s

him: “my hands are big so i can hold the world” u: “worm?” him: (holds ur cheeks) u: (choked) “w-worm?”

u guys r so cheesy but its so cute !! he just wants whats best for you

also you guys are no strangers to having deep and highly emotional talks because ur both very empathetic and vulnerable people

youve talked about ur insecurities and so has he!!! uve also both confronted the whole “ur not dating me because of my visuals/because im an idol right” and ur like “um?? no ur a sweetheart and a dedicated boii and performer and-” and then u go on a half hour long rant about all the things u love abt him and hes just like :’) i love you

whenever hes away for one reason or another, esp stuff like tours, he leaves a bunch of his clothes that smell like him so you wont feel as lonely !!! because the sad reality is is that on tours when hes not on stage hes practicing practicing practicing so keeping in touch is kinda hard

but he does his best !! he sends letters and text messages and voice messages and everything !! and when he can he facetimes you !!

we have ALL seen the boys instagram he will take a burst of 10000000 selfies on ur phone, plague u with the “ur icloud storage is almost full” messages, and it takes u 12239632485 years to delete them all (after making sure they are safely backed up into ur google photos)

yall are SO CUTE and take so many couple photos !!! yall are that iconic couple and u generally post these on ur super exclusive finsta but sometimes u sneak in a blurry pic of him on ur main or even a censored pic of him and ur like “do u ever just have the cutest sweetest (and hottest but hush) boyf in the world to flex on the broke bitches who hate u” and hyunjin is like BABE and ur like :^)

lowkey sometimes u get jealous of jinyoung bc this boii loves and respects him so much and ur like “What Does He Have That I Do Not” and hyunjin is like “a successful career as an idol” and ur like “define successful” and he GASPS

jokesjokes lol yall playfully argue with each other a lot but if any of u go too far its pretty obvious bc u get quieter and he just. emotionally withdraws and u can see it in his eyes and ur both like OH NO BABE i didnt mean to hurt you im sorry !! and ull have a quick convo with multiple apologies and then ur BACK TO BUSINESS

OMG DUDE HOW YALL MET WAS SO CUTE

so basically he was out with !! the boiis at this cute coffee shop that is never crowded so its safe for them to just relax without having seven masks on lol

and the u !! come in with laramie like :( dude school SUCKS and laramie like nods her head intently like yes indeed

and this boy is struck with LOVE like ur . so cute. and tiny. and cute. and ur venting so passionately about how the education system does Not Meet The Needs of students and hes like. her passion. i love it

and u havent noticed him but oh man the boiis have and they are RUTHLESS bc hes so shy but theyre like GIVE HER UR NUMBER COWARD

and after an overwhelming amount of encouragements and some mild bullying (and laramie going to the bathroom because this dumb bitch spilled a lil bit of tea on her shorts and shes LIVID) and this boy approaches u and ur now love stricken

bc hes so CUTE !!! and its clear hes a lil nervous bc hes blushing uwuwuwuwuwuwu but he said !! he really admires ur passion and he thinks ur really cute and hes sorry if this is creepy but could i get ur number and ur like yes. pls. i love you (jokesjokes u dont profess ur love immediately but DAMN were u close to)

u and hyunjin all blushie and excited and the boiis are LOSING it and laramie comes back like “hey fellas whatd i miss-”

anyways yall are THAT power couple who love each other and are super devoted!! and have an amazing time with each other and DAMN ppl say love is dead but clearly they havent met yall

@daffodwlw read this and weep tears of love, coward

#:^)#parkjin #yes im adding tags to keep track of whos who in case i add some... more ships to this account :^)

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obannthepunished · 6 years

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oof i forgot to post notes

here

Nott is Fjord's daughter now

Calianna?? i missed the spelling im sure her sheet will pop back up, but she wants an Item from the storehouse. She has also called jester and kiri cute which is gr8 Oooh she's got left side draconic shit

im working so like... bad notes

theyre all being dicks but shes determined theyre lovely i love her too much

theyre heading toward the... unterloch??? close enough

"Mr caleb" - Callie

Jester has Kiri on her shoulders <3

"MR FJORD" (with the lil j noise lmao) ooooh i love her

its super duper misty/foggy, they cant see much

Nott is Bren for this lmao, gives Febron some fuckin booze Callie, @ Fjord: (some comment about parenting)

Callie calls Febron "Mr Creepy Pervert" which i think is. just fab. move over molly youve been replaced as my fav (jkjk molly my darling i love you)

i do love that its "i need a d6" and everyone clamours to give. ive done that. its so nice. Big fuckin fireball burns off the fog in a wide area, and also damages something that comes for them taliesin your vicious mockery needs work Fjord casts Witch Bolt? Sick

ok ok notes picking up now promise, around Frumpkin looking out over shit with Caleb layer of bones inside something or other. a tree trunk. something matted in corner.

taliesin and laura pointing in EXACT unison is really creepy

marisha gets that nat20 on a survivl check

Febron nearly walks into a venus fuck trap, Callie levitates him, and they bat him away like a balloon

Caleb is very good at being a dickhead and i adore him

Fjord sees a shadow and they fan out, Callie Fjord Beau Yasha Molly?

Shadow is a bulbous humanoid, super boily, trollish in nature Beau distracts w some ball bearings oh ja callie thinks molly is a super devout bahamut follower

Callie is from port demali originally! raised by a cult taken in off the street

Jester is charged with going to make friends with the troll and hands Kiri over holding her under the arms... wings? And Fjord takes her by the scruff and literally EVERYONE gets mad (Nott takes custody instead)

Jester sends her duplicate out, and the troll attacks it and then runs away when it fails

pearl hilted daggers in the trees mark the way

there are corpses set up for show ew

Jester is gonna try and Speak With Dead

Q: What Did this to you? A: Swamp fish men under the ground

Q: How many? A: Many

Q:did anything hurt them more A: TLDR when we cut them, they bleed

Q: --nvm the troll gets Febron

Febron is Unconscious FEBRON IS SUPER DUPER PERMADEAD

Beau is ALSO unconscious now

Matt: That ends your turn fjord? Fkord:... yyyeah i cast regret

Caleb is casting things and IM HERE SCREAMING SLOW REPEATEDLY AT 5am

Yasha burns her movement to get close and DROP IT

Jester casts Healing Word THANK GOD 7hp

CALLIE FREES BEAU WITH LEVITATE!

troll gets away w febrons super dead corpse

back to speak with dead on the halfling Q: which way is the safehouse a: (head curves to right) hundred feet that way

br8k

The cult worshipped The Queen idk ic ant remember the proper name, part of a ritual the bowl, ueen of chromatic dragons

Callie cleans the water so Nott can see, which is sweet

jester + callie comlimeting one another is so cute this is th new otp

big big tree hollow chamber

Nott gets fragment of possibility and goes down a lil hole, falls but casts featherfall

they all godown, kiri in a corner, and they talk too much and lose their surprise round

Fjord: SUP, FISHFUCKS HUNGER OF HADAR BITCHES HOLY FUCK

Fjord is stabbed w harpoon 8( and then is bitten!

BEAU IS ENLARGED

i love it when they call molly "mollymauk" it genuinely fills me with some joy

Fjord is nat20 harpoon'd too. AND AGAIN AND UNCONSCIOUS but half orc so 1hp Fjord is pulled in, beau sentinel's it before it can get at him, but it still takes its bite- misses, thanks to Molly's blood maledict. nvm he goes down again.

Yasha gets real mad and murders one of the fish buoys

Duplijester casts cure wounds by hugging Fjord

I love when the CRew starts fuckin singin all together its so beautiful. the lollipop every time.

Beau flurry of blows it and its dying but not gone.

Fjord gets the hdywtdt with his FUCKING eldritch blast

Callie is a little possessive of kill. "a little" also i know shorthand itd be cali but fuck you im homestuck til the end

Kiri stabbing dead things (callie voice): i kill people! Marisha is amazed by how magnets work

lots of money found. manacles.

Nott finds the bowl and hides it REALLY WELL from Callie Caleb Identifies the bowl, it's for communicating with the Queen and requires blood.

Fjord has little panicky flashbacks of being in the shipwreck oh sheisse he continues under the water though. big room, piled up treasure, 5-6 fish dudes.

Caleb calls Everyone over except Jes and Nott, no, now including Jester. Beau snatches the bowl from Caleb. and now theyre all super mad at caleb for this what the fuck yall.

Cult of the caustic heart, servants of the scaled tyrant Callie is being honest YAAAAAAY

Beau drags Caleb away and lectures him, but Callie stands up for him which is Really Nice. Mol: "YOURE ALRIGHT CALEB, YOURE JUST A SHITTY COMMUNICATOR"

YASHA HAS THE SWORD THAT DISPELS MAGIC shes gonna stab it IT WORKS!!!!! SHE SHATTERS THE FUCKING BOWL!!!!!!! Callie just gives her a big hug awww and yasha pats her

Callie + Jester are now pen pals Callie leaves

#Critical Role #Critical Role Notes #Critical Role Spoilers #CR Spoilers

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trickarrowd-a-blog · 6 years

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can I get uhhhh all the texts

text meme: accepting / @mcntlethemagnificent

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: ayyyyyy get up bitch[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: we gotta go[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: the doctors goneeee[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: but in all seriousness[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: this mustang aint waiting for long.[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: also i got coffee

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: im taking the next bus out of town[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: im really sorry[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i wish i could have said goodbye but i had to get out[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i love you (!)

[ MESSAGE COULD NOT BE DELIVERED. SERVICE FOR THIS DEVICE HAS BEEN DISCONNECTED ]

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: dont be mad im omw to practice rn[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: will u be less mad if i bring u starbucks?[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: will u be less mad if i promise to blow you after practice?

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: 💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗💕💞💓💗

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i went into the city today and bought a couple new toys im real eager to try out[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: so i hope youre free next weekend

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i cant sleep[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: im coming over[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: aw shit connor parked behind him[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: fuckit im just gonna walk its nice outside[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: hope i dont get murdered or w/e

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: wow you really are the big man on campus huh[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: fucking incredible[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: the way youve got two chicks hanging off you[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: very heterosexual[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: youre practically radiating straightness[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: you deserve a fucking oscar award for this one gotta say[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: cant actually tell if youre doing this to piss me off or if you really do have your head this far up your ass.

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i can literally hear your music blasting your headphones while you lift[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: are you listening to party rock anthem [ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i just got the strongest douche chills[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i am in a douche ice age right now

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: shit shit shit shit sfuck[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i fucked up bad this time[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: oliver came home while i was throwing a party [ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: shooting up[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: and he sorta[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: kicked me out[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i think for real this time[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: fuck me[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: ckfu

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: so[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: i was thinking[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: okay just hear me out[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: maybe[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: when we like[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: go to college next year[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: maybe we could[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: like[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: uh[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: be roommates[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: and like get an apartment together maybe[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: and like[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: live together[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: maybe? [ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: but uh if im like moving way too fast just let me know cause i know thats kinda like a big thing to ask and obviously you dont have to answer right now just uh[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: think about it

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: were you and sweet pea talking shit about me in mandarin[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: or am i just being shitty by assuming that cause you were talking in a language i dont understand that it had to be about me

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: dude holy shit!![ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: oliver asked if i wanted to come to la this summer[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: /and he asked if i wanted to take you/

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[ txt: mia oh my ]: so dont come home tonight[ txt: mia oh my ]: u can kick it at dodgers place tonight right?[ txt: mia oh my ]: cause the metaphorical sock is on the metaphorical door if you get my meaning[ txt: mia oh my ]: my meaning is im totally brining my boyfriend home tonight and we plan on fucking like its the end of the world across multiple surfaces and generally just debauching about the whole mansion

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: oliver: ur a worthless freeloading piece of shit[ txt: reg ⚾️❤️ ]: me: lol u rite

#this got long bc roy double texts like amotherfucker #» ▮; thanks for vibing it and keeping it tight. if you need me i'm on my mobile. / text threads.#» ▮; hold on! there’s a letter on that arrow! / asks.#mcntlethemagnificent

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ijustlikehoney · 3 years

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LIGHTS UP

on washington heights up at the break of day i wake up and i got this little punk I gotta chase away, pop the grate at the crack o dawn sing while i wipe down the awning hey yall, gmorning. ice cold piragua ! parcha, china, cherry, strawberry, and just for today, I got mamEy ! yo piragüero cómo estás ? como siempre señor usnavi !! *doo doo doo doo doo* i am usnavi and youve probly never heard my name reports of my fame are greatly exaggerated exacerbated by the fact that my syntax is highly complicated cuz i immigrated from the single greatest little place in the caribbean ! Dominican ! Republic ! I love it jesus im jealous of it and beyond that ever since my folks passed on i havent gone back, goddamn i gotta on that, fo ! the milk has gone bad hold up just a second, why is everything in this fridge warm and tepid ? i better step it up and fight the heat, cuz im not makin any profit if the coffee isnt Light and Sweet. OoOOo ! abuela my fridge broke. try my mothers old recipe, one can of condensed milk. nIce ! ay, paciencia y fé ! *doo doo doo doo doo* that was abuela shes not really my abuela but she practically raised me this corner is her escuela now youre probly thinking, im up shits creek i never been north of ninety siXTh street, well, yœû mùšt tækę thė Ã train, even farther than harlem to northern manhatten and maintain, get off at one eighty first and take the escalator, i hope youre writing this down im gonna test you later, im gettin tested times are tough on this bodega, two months ago somebody bought ortegas our neighbors started packin up and pickin up and ever since the rents went up it's gotten mad expensive but we live with just enough iN THE HEIGHTS i flip the lights and start my daAaAy, there are figHTs endless debts and bîlłš tø päæãy in the heIGHTS gets more expensive every day (ēvęrÿ dãy) cuz tonigHT seems like a million years away, in washington— Next up to bat the rosarios they run the cab company they struggle in the barrio see their daughter ninas off at college tuition is mad steep so they cant sleep everything they get is mad cheap Good moRning usnavi pan caliente cafe con leche put twenty dollars on today's lottery One ticket that's it. hey ! a mans gotta dream, don't mind him hes all excited cuz nina flew in at three a m last night don't look at me, this one's been cooking all week, usnavi come over for dinner there's plenty to eat ! so then yeseña walks in the room (uh huh) she smells sex and cheap perfume (uh oh) it smells like one of those trees that you hang from the rear view Ha ha no its true she screams whOs in there with you julio !! grabs a bat and kicks in the door, hes in bed with jose from the liquor store; no me diga. daniela and carla from the salon. thanks usnavi ! sonny, ya late. chillax, u know u love me (doo doo doo doo doo) me and my cousin running just another dime a dozen mom and pop stop and shop and oh my god it's gotten too darn hot like my man cole porter said, people come through for a few cold waters and a lottery ticket just a part of the routine everybodys got a job everybodys got a dream they gossip as i sip my coffe and smirk, the first stop as people hop to work, bust it, im like, one dollar two dollars one fifty one sixty nine i got it you wantaboxofcondomswhatkindathatstwo quarters two quarter waters the new york times you need a bag for that the tax is added once you get some practice at it you do rapid mathematics automatically sellin maxi pads fuzzy dice for taxi cabs practically everybodys stressed, yyes, but they press through the mess bounce checks and wonder what’s next iN THE HEIGHTS i buy my coffee åńd į gø (i buy my coffee) and set my siGHTS on only what i need to knôoōw (what i need to know) in the heiGHTS money is tight but êvęn šò (ëvēń śõoô) when the liGHTS go down i blast my râdïòõ) you ain’t go no sKills benny ! yo let me get a milky way (yeah) let me also get a Daily news and a Post and a most important my Boss’s second coffee one cream five sugars im the number one earner (what) the faster learner (what) my boss can’t keep my on the dæmn bac

#help i reached the max text block length #in the heights #ith

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adambstingus · 7 years

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An Open Letter To The Guy Who Took My Ghosting Virginity

Dear Ghoster,

You were my first.

First ghoster, to be clear. None of the other firsts. (Except maybe my first time likening someone to Jon Snow on a first date.)

What It Feels Like To Be Ghosted [Disconnected]

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You were (are?) handsome. Bearded. Smart. Voting for Her. Insistent on coming to Greenpoint for our first date, despite your Manhattan address. A bona fide, borough-breaching unicorn.

We met via The League on the Internet, and at Brooklyn Barge Bar in real life. I was late due to hair bloat on a humid summer night. You were patient AF.

I liked your vibe; you liked the comedy videos I make. That was all very nice.

On our second date, you brought up what you were looking for. You werent looking to run away and get married but you wanted something legit. You had recently been given the runaround by someone. I maybe said, I feel you, man, or something equally strange.

You werent looking to run away and get married but you wanted something legit.

You asked me what I was looking for. I got cagey; I said I didnt know. I was sort of seeing other people, mostly just having trouble making myself available.

We discussed fuckboys because dinner conversation in 2016. You didnt seem like one. We still didnt go home together. (Hashtag lady.)

You trekked to Brooklyn for our first five dates.

I sassed you for it, wondering out loud if you had an apartment of your own. You did, on the cutest street in the West Village. You were just making it easier for me go to Drake yoga class and be showered at a normal, date-not-booty-call hour. You also didnt judge me for doing Drake yoga.

You also didnt judge me for doing Drake yoga.

You gave me compliments. You empathized with my late-twenties grouchiness. You (jokingly?) asked me to go to Greece with you. You (jokingly?) talked about the bungalow wed get in LA if I decided to go to school there.

You were sweet to my friends, who thought you were the hottest and nicest and told me I better not eff this up.

Once we hung out more, we had really good, er, chemistry.

You drunkenly told me that your mom would love me. I thought, Wow, boys I date are never this into me.

I shared a little, but not a lot.

I madeyou text first. When we were on dates, I textedpeople I shouldnt havefrom the bathroom. I lightlyaccused you of taking my debit card when I couldnt find it that one morning and it turned up in your pocket. (Really you had just closed my tab like a gentleman.)

Last time I saw you, we went to Red Farm and I poked a soup dumpling with my chopstick like an idiot even though,like, I know how to eat a soup dumpling. We had a blast bar hopping and ended the night with a sing (shout) along while jumping on your couch. That was fun.

The next day I left for a week long vacation. We chatted some, but not a lot. Then you went on your Euro Trip. More crickets. You got back and I had to text first, but you replied.

I asked if I was beating a dead horse. You said I wasnt at all. I asked if you wanted to go to a concert with me. You told me that it sounded fun and youd let me know once you found out if youd be on a work trip, which would be by tomorrow.

Tomorrow came without any texts. A week later, I followed up. The night of the concert came. Still nothing.

OH. So thats ghosting. Got it, cool, totally chill, no prob.

We werent meant to be or anything like that, but real talk: ghosting hurts.

I havent barraged you with angry, Titos-fueled texts yet, so thats good.

Somehow during two months of getting to know each other we never followed each other on social media, and thus, I have no idea what happened to you. I hope youre okay. I am pretty certain that you are the text says Delivered.

Ive had dating end before (a lot) but usually there is some communication, some haunting. My friend asked me the other night what happened to you.

I dont know! I dont think I did anything!

Which is true. I didnt do anything.

I didntmake an effort, didnt stop talking to other people. I didntnot give you a hard time. I didntdo a good job taking real steps to end my forever singledom. Straight up, I wouldve ghosted me too.

When Game of Thrones first came back last season, a friend joked about getting Jon Snowed rather than ghosted like when you actually dont know if someone is dead or alive because they stop talking to you so abruptly.

Well, thats LOLz now. Are you there, Jon Snow? Its me, Kimmy.

If youre reading this, the unnecessarily specific details about our dates guarantee that you know who you are. Feel free to let me know what happened, you know, so I dont spiral too hard in therapy.

Youve got my digits!

All the best (for real, not in a sassy way),

Kimmy

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An Open Letter To The Guy Who Took My Ghosting Virginity

Dear Ghoster,

You were my first.

First ghoster, to be clear. None of the other firsts. (Except maybe my first time likening someone to Jon Snow on a first date.)

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You were (are?) handsome. Bearded. Smart. Voting for Her. Insistent on coming to Greenpoint for our first date, despite your Manhattan address. A bona fide, borough-breaching unicorn.

We met via The League on the Internet, and at Brooklyn Barge Bar in real life. I was late due to hair bloat on a humid summer night. You were patient AF.

I liked your vibe; you liked the comedy videos I make. That was all very nice.

You werent looking to run away and get married but you wanted something legit.

You asked me what I was looking for. I got cagey; I said I didnt know. I was sort of seeing other people, mostly just having trouble making myself available.

We discussed fuckboys because dinner conversation in 2016. You didnt seem like one. We still didnt go home together. (Hashtag lady.)

You trekked to Brooklyn for our first five dates.

You also didnt judge me for doing Drake yoga.

You were sweet to my friends, who thought you were the hottest and nicest and told me I better not eff this up.

Once we hung out more, we had really good, er, chemistry.

You drunkenly told me that your mom would love me. I thought, Wow, boys I date are never this into me.

I shared a little, but not a lot.

The next day I left for a week long vacation. We chatted some, but not a lot. Then you went on your Euro Trip. More crickets. You got back and I had to text first, but you replied.

Tomorrow came without any texts. A week later, I followed up. The night of the concert came. Still nothing.

OH. So thats ghosting. Got it, cool, totally chill, no prob.

We werent meant to be or anything like that, but real talk: ghosting hurts.

I havent barraged you with angry, Titos-fueled texts yet, so thats good.

Ive had dating end before (a lot) but usually there is some communication, some haunting. My friend asked me the other night what happened to you.

I dont know! I dont think I did anything!

Which is true. I didnt do anything.

I didntmake an effort, didnt stop talking to other people. I didntnot give you a hard time. I didntdo a good job taking real steps to end my forever singledom. Straight up, I wouldve ghosted me too.

Well, thats LOLz now. Are you there, Jon Snow? Its me, Kimmy.

If youre reading this, the unnecessarily specific details about our dates guarantee that you know who you are. Feel free to let me know what happened, you know, so I dont spiral too hard in therapy.

Youve got my digits!

All the best (for real, not in a sassy way),

Kimmy

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allofbeercom · 7 years

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An Open Letter To The Guy Who Took My Ghosting Virginity

Dear Ghoster,

You were my first.

First ghoster, to be clear. None of the other firsts. (Except maybe my first time likening someone to Jon Snow on a first date.)

What It Feels Like To Be Ghosted [Disconnected]

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You were (are?) handsome. Bearded. Smart. Voting for Her. Insistent on coming to Greenpoint for our first date, despite your Manhattan address. A bona fide, borough-breaching unicorn.

We met via The League on the Internet, and at Brooklyn Barge Bar in real life. I was late due to hair bloat on a humid summer night. You were patient AF.

I liked your vibe; you liked the comedy videos I make. That was all very nice.

You werent looking to run away and get married but you wanted something legit.

You asked me what I was looking for. I got cagey; I said I didnt know. I was sort of seeing other people, mostly just having trouble making myself available.

We discussed fuckboys because dinner conversation in 2016. You didnt seem like one. We still didnt go home together. (Hashtag lady.)

You trekked to Brooklyn for our first five dates.

You also didnt judge me for doing Drake yoga.

You were sweet to my friends, who thought you were the hottest and nicest and told me I better not eff this up.

Once we hung out more, we had really good, er, chemistry.

You drunkenly told me that your mom would love me. I thought, Wow, boys I date are never this into me.

I shared a little, but not a lot.

The next day I left for a week long vacation. We chatted some, but not a lot. Then you went on your Euro Trip. More crickets. You got back and I had to text first, but you replied.

Tomorrow came without any texts. A week later, I followed up. The night of the concert came. Still nothing.

OH. So thats ghosting. Got it, cool, totally chill, no prob.

We werent meant to be or anything like that, but real talk: ghosting hurts.

I havent barraged you with angry, Titos-fueled texts yet, so thats good.

Ive had dating end before (a lot) but usually there is some communication, some haunting. My friend asked me the other night what happened to you.

I dont know! I dont think I did anything!

Which is true. I didnt do anything.

I didntmake an effort, didnt stop talking to other people. I didntnot give you a hard time. I didntdo a good job taking real steps to end my forever singledom. Straight up, I wouldve ghosted me too.

Well, thats LOLz now. Are you there, Jon Snow? Its me, Kimmy.

If youre reading this, the unnecessarily specific details about our dates guarantee that you know who you are. Feel free to let me know what happened, you know, so I dont spiral too hard in therapy.

Youve got my digits!

All the best (for real, not in a sassy way),

Kimmy

How To Master The Perfect Irish Exit [Gen Why]

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ask your destiny to dance [11] {Roger Taylor}

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The second worst part is that Kristin is so nice. She’s bright, and sweet, and she ‘loves that shirt where did you get it from? You made it, oh that’s so cool! I could never do something like that you’re so talented!’ She’s so earnest, barely nineteen, and she clings a little, to Roger when he’s around, to Ash and Mary, because they answer her questions; she’s starry-eyed when she stands and watches the band through the glass of the sound studio window. She doesn’t know a lot about music, but she knows enough to appreciate the work they’re putting in.

The worst part is that she takes a liking to Ash.

“Sorry, I don’t mean to talk so much, I’m just nervous, you know?” And Kristin’s smiling a little distractedly as she watches Roger play. “I mean, I only met him a few weeks ago-” and she keeps talking but Ash’s brain short circuits; she’s not just a girl he picked up at the bar, she’s a girl he invited to the bar to watch him play.

“Could I talk to you for a second?” Ash asks, standing abruptly, holding out her hand to Kristin. The other woman takes it, and Mary shoots the ginger a supportive smile.

Ash wants to tell Kristin to run as far as she can, wants to warn this kind-faced girl about what Roger was capable of, wants to tell her that he basically admitted that he still wants to hook up with Ash not forty minutes ago, but as soon as the door swings closed, Kristin starts.

“I know you’re friends with Roger,” she starts, a little sheepish, and Ash’s eyes go wide, “and you’re protective of him or something like that, but-”

“No, not at all!” Ash blurts out, realising she’s still holding Kristin’s hand. “It’s you I’m worried about, darlin’.” It’s takes a long moment for Kristin to process Ash’s words, wide-eyed. “Roger can be,” Ash takes a moment in the silence to choose her words carefully, humming as she turned each over in her mind before settling on; “fickle.” Run fast, run far, he mind yells, but Ash is already feeling selfish for thinking it; she’s told him she’s going to try and keep it platonic from now on, she shouldn’t try and scare off someone he’s a little serious about.

She’s not jealous.

If she keeps telling herself that, maybe she’ll believe it, maybe she’ll stop feeling like her emotions are betraying her.

“Fickle?” Kristin’s brow furrows, and her expression turns soft. “You’re worried about me? Oh, Ash- can I call you Ash?” She asks nervously, not at all patronising, and Ash lets herself grin.

“It is my name.”

“I promise I can take care of myself.” Kristin assures her, but the horrible thought flashes through Ash’s mind, that August would adore her, Ash knows immediately that she has to keep Roger from hurting her while they’re together.

“I’m sure you can.” Ash gives her a kind smile, forcing herself to relax. “I just wanted to say my peace.” She said, and Kristin gives her fond smile, squeezing her hand as a reassurance, before they head back into the recording studio.

“You two... seem to be getting along.” Roger doesn’t sound like he likes that, eyes zeroing in on where the girls hands are clasped, and Ash gives him a sunny smile. He narrows his eyes further, plopping himself onto the other end of the sofa from Mary. Kristin lets go of Ash and immediately makes her way over to him, sitting in his lap, and something in Ash’s chest tightens painfully, smile dropping as he wraps an arm around her.

“She’s just being kind.” Kristin assures him, and Ash is pretty sure she sees a sarcastic response pass through Roger’s mind, but he bites it back.

“She’s good at that when she wants to be.” He says instead, quiet, apologetic smile on his face when he makes eye contact with Ash, and the girl in question just gives a jerky nod, turning to watch John begin playing.

“Yes, our Ash can be a sweetheart.” Freddie says from his seat beside the sound engineer, and Ash gives him a grateful smile, and he gives her a nod of acknowledgement, smile reassuring.

“A downright sap, sometimes.” Mary calls from the sofa, despite the fact that they both knew she’d never seen Ash as anything less than a dry-humoured bartender, though Ash still feels her cheeks heat up, embarrassed.

“Okay, okay, thanks I think she gets it.” And when Ash turns back, Kristin and Roger are quiet, her head on his shoulder, both looking up; she’s looking at Deaky, looking relaxed and content, and Roger is looking at Ash, a little confused.

“I don’t want to get into another argument.” Roger says it around a cigarette when Ash joins him outside for a smoke. He’s restless, both from the tension he can feel crackling from Ash, and the fact that they’ve yet to strike gold in the recording studio.

“I just don’t know how you could say all that to me while you knew she was in the next room; you’re dating her, aren’t you?” She doesn’t light up her own cigarette, just shoves her hands into her jean pockets. Her voice is hollow.

“I’m sorry.” It’s the most sincere he’s sounded so far, and the silence that follows feels like eons. “I’m sorry I said what I said; about the standards comment and everything else, okay? After what happened with August, we were good, weren’t we? Not back to... to whatever we were before, but we were good. I miss that.” I miss you, he thinks, but he can’t say it. “What happened?”

Ash can’t open her mouth because she knows if she does, she’ll say exactly what she’s thinking, that they were good, but she watched him pick up Kristin at her bar and she was hit with how much his words had hurt her, and how much it hurt to have proof of him spending the night with someone else.

“I guess I’ve just been bottling up being mad about that comment you made.” She lied easily, shrugging, not meeting his gaze. “You are dating her, aren’t you; you’ve been together for a few weeks now.” And Ash isn’t sure which answer will hurt more.

“Yeah, I guess so.” He seems a little uncertain, and he’s reached the end of his cigarette.

“She’s good.” Ash says, quiet enough that Roger almost doesn’t catch it, and when he goes to comment, she looks up, smiling a little too brightly. “We’re good, for real.” He thinks for a moment that she’s correcting her earlier statement, but he’s not quite sure, and she reaches out to rest a hand on his shoulder, and he’s frowning, confused. There’s a sincerity in her eyes that he can’t help but believe, and as soon as she can see he believes her, she’s turned and headed back inside.

“Don’t you think I sound like shit?” Ash walks in as Freddie is pacing, listening to a playback of himself. As if working off muscle memory alone, he moves in to give Ash a distracted side hug, before letting her go. Ash herself is a little distracted, and she makes her way over to where John’s sitting by the sound engineer, deep in thought. She rests her chin on his shoulder, uncertain of what else to do, and he pets her face comfortingly as a form of acknowledgement.

They’re so close to gold it’s almost painful, and she watches Freddie, restless, step back into the recording booth. Stepping back, Ash listens as he sings, hears the door open and close but doesn’t turn, just gives her best friend her full attention, and seeing her there, less troubled than earlier, bright and focused on him, Freddie’s own focus intensifies.

“What if we bounce it left and right for the ‘ah-ah-ah’s?” He suggested on the next playback, resting an arm on Ash’s shoulder, frowning at the soundboard. They listened, Freddie’s voice sliding from the speaks on the left to the right, a little hypnotically.

“And then centre for the last one!” Brian says, eyes bright, filled with a new energy, coming up and leaning on Ash’s other shoulder, to which she couldn’t help but grin, feeling the electricity crackle through the air as they listened back to the recording as they experimented on it.

“And blast it!” Roger cries; and there it is, coming together, gold.

Freddie picks Ash up, spinning her around, ecstatic, before he’s turning and reaching for Mary. They’re bottling lightning from the moment they step back into the studio, experimenting with their sound, and it’s like a weight has dropped from everyone’s shoulders, tension leaving only to be replaced with elation and excitement. Ash throws herself back onto the sofa between Kristin and Mary, positively beaming, and Mary wraps her arms around Ash, pulling her in for a tight hug, while Kristin tapped Ash’s leg with excitement.

Everyone’s up, down, and all over the place; at one point, Ash is on Brian’s shoulders with a tambourine, and then she was pulling the change from her wallet, pouring it onto the drums, along with the others, and she and Kristin were botching the cha-cha to a playback of Modern Times Rock ‘N Roll as Freddie and Mary were stepping through a surprisingly good jive, and the other three were bopping along; Roger grinned as he watched Ash dance. Actually, she realises, he’s probably watching Kristin; she doesn’t dwell on it.

The night was growing later, and they were still working as Kristin called it a night, and Ash had her head in Mary’s lap as the boys were in the recording studio, trying to record with a bucket over the microphone, and Mary was nodding off against the back of the lounge but Ash felt electric. Men in suits come in asking for a demo, but she’s too wrapped up in the music being made to even really register them. They leave with a demo of the recording before she’s even fully realised they were there.

“Where’s Kristin gone?” Roger asks, eyes bright as he moves to the sofa. Ash pulls her legs back, making room for him, before she puts her legs in his lap without thinking, neither of them really register it, it feels like it always has, and they’re smiling at each other.

“I think she went home.” Ash told him, and Roger’s gaze slides to Mary, something fondly amused about his expression. His hand is on Ash’s thigh and something inside her feels sated.

“I think Mary’s about ready to call it quits too.” He mused, voice getting a little quieter as to not disturb her, before he looks back at Ash. “I appreciate you being cool about Kristin.” He said, and Ash rolled her eyes.

“Well I wasn’t going to flip out, that’s a pretty dead giveaway that something did happen between us.” Ash’s voice was light, she seemed more exasperated than anything else. Mary makes a noise in her sleep, and for a moment, there’s fear in Ash’s eyes that she had heard what Ash had said. Roger is quiet for a long moment, his expression nervous as he looks at Mary, and his hand begins to move in a comforting rhythm against Ash’s thigh. She doesn’t seem inclined to move or to ask him to stop.

“You guys sound so fucking good.” Ash finally breaks the silence, tension dropping as she beams at him.

“Well we’re glad to have you with us; our unofficial mascot.” He muses, and Ash smacks his arm, snorting out a laugh. “Fine, not a mascot, our... what do you do for us?” He asked, which only made Ash laugh harder. Mary made another noise, and Ash pressed her lips together, stifling a guilty laugh as she sat up, moving her legs from beside Roger to sit next to him, legs tucked up onto the sofa. He kept his hand on her thigh.

“I serve you drinks and lend Freds my clothes,” she clarified, and Roger nodded as seriously as he could, the two of them looking through the window to see Freddie and John waving about card board tubes as Brian was fiddling with the amp.

“So you’re our costumer?” He asked, and Ash made a thoughtful noise, smiling at the notion.

“Only if I can dress all of you-” and as she said it, Roger’s hand slowed, coming to rest at the top of her thigh. Ash’s smile became a little tight. “Of course I was going to be cool about Kristin.” It’s so fucking pointed it hurts both of them a little, and he folds his hands in his lap.

“Of course you can dress us, I’d look great in sequins.” He mused, tone still bright and amused, and Ash snorted, rolling her eyes.

“You give yourself too much credit, Rog.” But there’s still a tension there, and Roger turns to her, eyebrows raised, and his answer is so automatic that he doesn’t register it until the words are out of his mouth.

“Ash, look at me, look at my face; I look good in everything, I even look good in nothing.”

Ash can feel in this instance that she’s at a crossroads; her mouth goes dry, and she has to look away, something in her chest tightening.

“You’re really doing this? You really decided that that was what you needed to say right now? God, you’re an idiot.” She gives a humourless laugh, standing.

“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking.” He tries, but she just shrugs helplessly.

“You are who you are, Rog, I get it.” And she started collecting her things. “Just try not to act on your instincts, for Kristin, okay? She’s good. I’m going home, it’s late.” And she gives him a tired smile. “Tell the others I said goodbye; I am really proud of you guys.”

Roger nods, giving her a weak smile, and watches her leave.

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