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hobisstar · 6 months

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still with you |yandere!jjk x reader

Summary: things are not the same… they met. Now yn fears her life around him. He acts as though nothing happened. To him shes still the love of his life.

Warnings: jungkook makes yn seem delusional, cursing, mentions of smut, kidnap, harm to others, Someone is definitely being threatby jungkook, for sure.

Something was telling yn that maybe everything that happened to between her and jungkook was just all a dream. Tom, doesnt recall Jungkook acting weird or strange. Everything just seemed off. Weird.

The song was done but the damage was still there.

Whats even worst is they have to do a duet live tonight.

This will be the first time she has seen him since their encounter in her house.

“Hey! jungkook is live” Tom said showing yn his phone. Jesus even his name made her uncomfortable.

“Oh my collab? Yes, we get to see eachother later. Army, are you attending?” Jungkook smiled and chuckled with all the fans in the comments saying yes, of course, you two are my favorite, y/nnie 8th member. Things like that.

That would’ve made you happy but it just didn’t make things better. Was he pretending that he what happened just didn’t happen?

“I hope you all will enjoy it just as much as i will”

Scared shitless was definitely what you could describe yn at the moment she didnt know how to react to seeing him.

Its been a month since then and the man she has been avoiding is going to be in the same dressing room. This definitely wasnt set up.

While getting her hair done, she got notice that Jungkook wanted a practice.

Of course he does, he needs all the reasons to see her.

Honestly, its been killing Jungkook that he didn’t take her away for himself that night. The only thing is that as two public figures, that would only spark controversy. Where did the queen of youtube and indie music go? Disappearing after a hit collab would only make her look money hunger and Jungkook could never let his wife have such bad things said about her. Ever.

The way Jungkook feels should be written in the world record for the most delusional lover.

A lot has happened in a month for him. He definitely didnt get like 4 small hidden tattoos in his sleeve. It was 8. 8 tattoos of small things that represent yn. He got the words ‘love, mine, yours, hurt, intimacy, weakened, tenderness and attached.’ He loves her. Shes his. He is hers. Hurting that he cant see her. The intimacy he feels for her can never be weakened. Jungkooks tenderness is attached to her love.

It may not make sense but I promise you, its feels like a message to him. Those are the words she makes him feel.

And if he doesnt get to show her those things any time soon, he might actually snap.

While practicing on the stage, his heart was racing. He couldnt wait to see her walk on stage so heavenly. Just then there she was. In just some tights and a baggy shirt. Hair pinned up but man even in comfort she was beautiful.

Jungkook looked like he saw the love of his life. If only yn didnt look like she feared for hers. Yn was scared to even be scared. To even show how scared she was.

“ keep it calm, yn… you got this…” she whispered to herself. “ its only one performance. After that you are good. Just avoid him for now.”

As if that would go past Him. “ Ynnie~” he sang and smiled brightly waving at her from the stage. Yn waved back while standing next to tom below the stage.

God, Jungkook hated tom. As if you didnt know that already.

he felt as though he was in the way more and more each time. Why are they so close? What cause hes her manager? So? They dont have to be close because of that.

I know what you all have been waiting on. What happened that night? Well Jungkook knew that she wouldnt just allow him to go with her or anything like that.

the way they reacted to meeting each other you would think they never seen each other. But thats not half the truth.

Jungkook, as a huge fan, of course hes been to her concerts when he was younger. Front row. Maybe this is what started this weird obsession with her?

He doesn’t remember when it started but hes glad it did. Every weverse live he does, yn’s music or simply a youtube video is playing in the background. It’s become so normal that even the army are used to it. They support it but they dont know how deep this goes.

“ tom needs to be dead…” jungkook thought to himself while he watched them.

“He will die…”

It was time for the performance and Jungkook was ready. But once again, he saw Tom standing next to stage talking to yn.

Without thinking he walked up behind him and from where Tom was standing it was a area for sound and devices and stage material was at. Falling from there would cause serious injury…

5 month injury… maybe death.

Jungkook smirked and instantly pushed Tom watching him fall into the pit. Quickly he acted as though he just got there and he called someone for help.

I saw everything..

“Im so sorry this happened to you Tom…” yn stated sitting in the chair next to the hospital bed.

“ Im fine, ynnie. Its just a few ribs and a leg. Doc said ill be good in a few weeks. How was the performance?”

Tom was such a sweet guy. No matter how much he got hurt he still didnt care about himself. Yn hates it but loves it.

“Are you kidding me? I was worried the entire time. I wanted to go with you on that ambulance- “ right when yn was about to speak about the accident more, in walks what seems to be a sad Jungkook.

Yn couldn’t believe her eyes. He has the audacity to show his face in this room, when HE is the reason Tom is hurt? Oh she was so piss she felt the steam coming out of her ears.

“Kook! Just in time! I called you so you could take her home? I would’ve done it but… physical cant.” Tom stated smiling lightly.

Whipping her head to Tom then to Jungkook.

If only he knew… he is the reason for all of this mess.

“Oh no i can call my friend to come get me-“

“No need. Im already here and its not a hassle. I dont mind taking you… home.” Looking back at Jungkook she saw him smiling.

Maybe because finally they can be alone together.

On the way down to the car lot, it felt like deja vu. Again yn is in a car lot scared but this time its with jungkook because of jungkook.

yn was thinking smarter she needed for Tom to know who pushed him. Believe her or not. She feared this would be the last time she was gonna be seen by anyone.

ynnie: T, I hope this message gets to you as as possible. Im scared… im scared that this might be the last time im ever seen in public. And i want you to know if i go missing, Jungkook is the reason why. He has this obsession over me and i think he might kidnap me… He also the reason why you are in the hospital. Read this as soon as possible..my location is on…

Pressing send she put her phone away realizing they were infront of Jungkooks car.

Wow, looks just like hers…

With precaution, she took out her pepper spray and hid it behind her purse.

Only she could save herself now..

“Wanna put your address in-“

“ im sure you dont need it, as you followed me home a few months ago…” she stated staring him. She will not hide the hate she feels for him. Jungkook simply let out a chuckle.

“Right…” he started the car and off into the night they were.

The car ride was silent. Yn was looking at her phone waiting Toms reply since she saw that hes seen it.

PING PING

In a hurry she looked at her phone and she promises she might have thrown up from what she read… it couldn’t be.

T: im so sorry

T: he told me that if i didnt give you to him i would be dead and my family would too… im sorry ynnie… im so so sorry… hes your manager now…

As if on queue… Still with you started playing on the radio. But before that she caught what the host said before that… “Yes! You heard the big news! BTS’s very own Jungkook has signed a contract with the beautiful Yn! He is now her manager and they have more songs on the way! In celebration we will play the song that started it all… Still with you!”

Looking up in pure shock and fear what she had just heard…

“ what did you do..” she mumbled feeling tears run down her face. Jungkook smiled and let out a chuckle.

“ Im starting us over. Im finally getting to have you. We made history and im so glad it wasn’t hard persuading Tom to give you over to me… he practically begged for me to take you.” He looked out the window before turning.

Yn was so lost that she didn’t even realize until now this was definitely not the way to her house.

He wasnt taking her home.

In a panic yn tried to use the pepper spraybut Jungkook quickly said “ I wouldn’t do that if I were you. We could get into a crash, my love. I dont want my lover getting hurt.” He grabbed it from her and threw it in the backseat

“ you never planned to take me home did you?” She mumbled while shaking vigorously. He hummed and nodded, “ No, I finally have you alone…

And you think i was going to just send you off? Absolutely not. Now sit back and enjoy the scenery. Youll be looking at this road a lot more on our way home…” without skipping s beat he turned up the radio and drove a little faster.

And once again Still With You… haunting her ears and soul.

If only she saw the signs then

He wouldn’t be

Still with You.

OH GOSH! If im being honest i think this part 2 might suck lol. But its out there and there is no turning back! This took me 2 days to write and hopefully its okay with you guys. Hopefully you enjoy it!

Tagging Angels: @ctrlsht

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ghouljams · 4 months

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i was re reading your cowboy price and in one of the tags you mention how ducks heard a lot about ghost but cant say anything (when she first meets ghost on assignment) does that mean goose has heard things too?

like she off handedly hears a comment about some otherwordly thing ghost did, didnt hear it was ghost/forgot about it, then years later she wakes ghost up at like 3am going 'that was you!?'

I think for the most part Price has tried to shield Goose from the realities of his work. He might talk about his team generally, maybe share a few anecdotes about less military related things they've done, but not anything mission related. Goose would have heard about a Simon that cracks terrible jokes and makes tea at 4am, a Simon that had a bit of trouble in the past but is making a solid go of it now. She'd hear from Soap about how Ghost is a good mate, how he's always got his back and is the most loyal, trustworthy, man in the 141 ('sides your da of course).

Duck hears about the Ghost that can't sleep, that stares at the wall for hours, that has pits of a deep seated anger in him("I can't see the bottom of it sometimes, love." Price tells her), that burned his own tags when he found his family dead. Duck looks at Ghost that first time she sees him out in the field, and sees a man who scares others so they don't see how terrified he is. She knows Ghost as someone willing to do what needs to be done to a suicidal degree, someone that can't touch other people without worrying his anger will rub off on them, that scrubs himself raw in the shower on bad days just trying to get the stench of corpses off his skin.

Duck knows Ghost. Goose knows Simon, but she doesn't put together that her Simon and the Simon that Price sometimes mentioned are the same person. Price is careful to keep Goose out of the loop on the rougher parts of his job, because in his eyes she doesn't need to know it, it's better to keep her ignorant and hopeful that he'll keep coming home. It's just for Duck that he breaks down, that he sits on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands and asks her how he's supposed to save a man that's already dead. It's Duck that rubs his back and whispers soothing words, that never tells him to leave even though she desperately wants to, because she knows he would, and he'd never forgive himself for it.

I think it's Duck that floats the idea of Ghost retiring with Price. "We have that little guest house out back," She reminds him softly, "You could bring Simon home, give me that son we always talked about." And Price chuckles, her voice so warm and genuine in his ear. He'll think about it, turn the idea over in his mind until his hands have hewn off the rough edges and he can present the idea to Ghost. It'll be a rough transition, he thinks, but Duck never asks for anything if she doesn't mean it, and he'll always give her anything she wants. Besides, it'll be nice to have an extra pair of hands around the farm, and when Goose comes home for the holidays maybe she can show Ghost around town.

#x oc #cod x oc #ghoul speaks #simon ghost riley #captain john price #oc: duck #oc: goose #cowboy au #cowboy 141 #cowboy!price

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fuglyjeans · 4 months

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Ok the first time I watched bojack horseman season 6, it sent me in a pretty bad depression spiral. But I just watched it again for the first time in almost 4 years, and it actually fills me with peace. I think I thought the show was saying no one can change, really; bojack will always be just some shitty selfish horse. He can try to do better, but he can't change the lives he's ruined, or outrun the consequences, and he'll always slip up. That made me so sad.

But now i see it more like... yeah hollyhock cut off contact, bojack goes to prison, Diane implies they'll never speak again, Princess Carolyn implies she won't work with Bojack again in the future etc. But at the same time all of these characters still express love to bojack and thankfulness that he was in their life. Even Todd is really kind to bojack in the final episode, despite having every reason to ignore him forever. They draw boundaries as they should. But there's still compassion.

Even though bojack has arguably lost absolutely everything, he's still able to find a little joy in prison putting on a play. And those people will still probably say hi to him from time to time... and after he gets out of prison, who knows, maybe he'll make more progress and find new people, start better relationships. He was already on the up and up... he relapsed, but honestly that happens. Before his relapse he'd been sober for like a year which is pretty amazing.

bojack is messy and his progress is slow. He's deeply flawed and no one is obligated to stay in his life, no one has to respect him after all the shitty things he's done. But what brings him true peace is being honest with himself about that... no memoir or dream role or Oscar win or long-lost sister or university can replace the peace of just being real. Taking accountability. I think by the end bojack is at least starting to realize that and commit it to memory.

I also think it's tempting to feel like post-rehab bojack is all better, he's a new bojack, it's unfair that the reporters and interviewers come after him to ruin his life after he'd just fixed it. He's not the same as Vance Waggoner!! But that's the thing.. even though it's hard, even though it feels unfair, bojack still has the choice to do better. He didn't have to do the 2nd interview. He didn't have to teach at hollyhock's school without asking her if that would be weird. He didn't have to do Horny Unicorn, he didn't have to go back into that party after reading hollyhock's letter. He didn't have to go on one last bender, break into his old house, call Diane and nearly kill himself. It's understandable that he did. It's painful and horrible. But every single time, he could have chosen to walk away, ask for help--maybe not from Diane or PC or Todd, but surely Mr Peanutbutter or he could have just checked into the ER for monitoring. And that would feel sad and humiliating and lonely but he would survive and come out knowing he didnt ruin things this time, even if he felt alone. Its ok to be alone. But he didnt do that... so even though i understand why "new bojack" fucks up again.... it WAS all still his own choice.

I could talk abt this show forever lol God

#blahblahblah #bojack horseman

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diodellet · 3 months

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*runs in after seeing your valentine's event*

Hi, @viperwhispered from my main here. Naturally I gotta ask for Jamil, there's a few prompts there I'd like to see but let's go with number 2.

I'm okay with whatever rating you think makes sense.

She/her female reader who has long hair, wears glasses, often wears dresses, and is generally quite level / calm. And I suppose for drabble length that's quite enough detail already (basically uhh I may be slightly self-inserting here).

Hope you have fun with the requests, and happy Valentine's!

💌Jamil Viper + Prompt #2 (Their thumb stroking the back of your knuckles)

Nothing really could overtake Jamil’s habit for discretion as Kalim’s personal attendant. Add your (godsend of a) reserved nature to the mix, and you can’t really blame him for feeling the slightest bit regretful at the end of your date.

Though that all seemed to change when night fell.

Your pace was slow as you walked back to your dorm. He had no doubt that your legs were sore from walking the whole day, but you would probably wave off his concern if he brought it up.

“...Are you cold?”

“A little bit, but we’re almost home so…” Case in point. “...oh.” Your free hand smooths itself against the skirt of your dress, a minute sign of being flustered.

Just for once, maybe being upfront was the better choice.

“Make sure to bring a jacket next time.”

“I will, I just didn’t think we’d be out the whole day.” A short yawn leaves your throat. Your shoulder lightly knocks against his.

So he savors the feeling of your hand in his, the fact that he won’t have to hide even a subtle display of affection. His thumb strokes across the back of your hand, willing whatever meager amount of warmth he could into your skin.

All you have for company is the faint glow of the stars, the crunch of grass under your shoes, and the calm dark of night.

Eventually, the lights of the Ramshackle Dormitory come into view. The worn-out bulb casts a yellow glow over the shabby porch, wood creaking as you make your way to the door.

In two steps, the day would end—and there’s something deeply unfair about how humans aren’t designed to function for all twenty-four hours—which meant returning to the status quo that dictated most of his life once again.

…On second thought, Jamil realizes he can’t really end the day on that note.

Before you can say your goodbyes, his hand closes around your elbow, tugging you closer to him. Your house keys fall to the ground with a clatter. Surprise flickers over your expression for a second, before you melt into the sudden kiss. The press of your glasses against Jamil's cheek will leave a mark, but that doesn’t stop him from drawing it out.

For just one more second, another minute or two, he’ll allow himself to be selfish for just a little bit longer.

a/n: AAA HAPPY VALENTINES TO U TOO NER!!! honestly this prompt is so jamil-coded i didnt realize it until after seeing ur req asldjfsldf this was supes fun to write i hope u enjoyed reading this 🤧💕💕

#dellet-writings #dellet-asks #viperwhispered #jamil viper x reader #fem!reader #twst #twst x reader #jamil viper #twisted wonderland x reader

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touyazbbygirl · 1 year

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Taking care of you

Soft hours because Im in pain :p

Mostly GN brief mentioning of a pd in mikeys but nothing cut and dry. No pronouns used, no skin tones used nor hair texture

Ft. Izana, Baji, Mikey, Rindou and Haruchiyo

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Izana ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

He would try he really would. He was used to being the one being taken care of that he doesnt really know how to take care of someone else.

When they are sick that is, not that he CANT he just struggles sometimes. He buys too much, or not enough

Would call up Kakucho to ask him what to make and what exactly to get when youre really sick or just arent feeling well.

Maybe just having a bad day and all you wanted is some head rubs and to just lay on the bed and cuddles hes on that shit. "Whats the matter sweetheart?" Izana asked as he saw your ran down frame walked through the front door, although just hearing the sound of his voice was all the took for you to finally break down on this one. Tears rimmed your eyes as you just shook your head, Izana coming over to swoop you into his arms and taking you into the bedroom helping you out of your clothing and into some soft PJs and helping you into the bed. "Let me hear all about it my love." He did always need to go to Kakucho for help.

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Baji ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

ONE WORD

clueless.

much like Izana he was used to being the one taken care of rather than doing the caring.

but he figured it out. After long conversations about what will make you feel better, what food you want to eat when youre sick as well as just him being there always made you feel better.

he has called his mom to ask how to make dishes to make you feel better. After having all day of dealing with just barely making to through seeing Baji walk through the door just gave you that small boost you needed. You felt terrible. you had been in and out of the bathroom all morning throwing up, probably had a stomach bug. "Why didnt you call me I wouldve came home." Baji spoke softly as he pushed back your hair from your face. He sighed softly grabbing a wet washcloth and wiped the corners of your mouth. "Lets run you a bath and Ill get some soup going yeah?" All you could do was nod your head as you sighed, thankful for him being here now.

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Mikey ・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

unlike Baji and Izana he knows how to take care of you

Thankful to Emma for that, be it a bad day, your period, or just sick he knew what to do. He knew the snacks you like and always has them on hand

He knew you like the back of his hand, although Mikey would never let you know that, hes a shy guy when it comes to relationships.

He would never be against getting you snacks though He would get some for himself too. "I just dont get it I did everything I was told to do and she still wrote me up I dont get it, I just want to quit this place Im so over it." You cried against his chest gripping the fabric of his shirt as his hands rub your back listening and holding on to every single word you spoke. "Its going to be okay Im listening let me hear it all. If you want I can always take care of it my love." Although you knew what he meant you sighed softly as you shook you head. "No just listen to me right now thats all I want"

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Rindou・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

Rin unlike the rest knew before you even walked through the door that you had a bad day. He knew from the lack of texts and daily little updates that you would send him

He would have the house cleaned, comfy clothes already set out for you as well as a bath made, and dinner on the table ready for you to get home

It was like a boyfriend intuition for him. He loved you, and that was nothing new

He wants the world for you and he would be damned if he wouldnt get that for you.

Walking in the front door as you saw Rindou with flowers in hand, the smell of dinner hitting your nose as you looked at him tears pricking your eyes as a lump formed in the back of your throat. "Hi baby" Rin cooed softly as He caressed your cheek with a small smile on his lips. "Hi" you spoke with a small almost pitiful voice as you wrapped your arms around him. He was a walking green flag after all. "I got the bath ready for you and some comfy clothes for after too. Lets get some food in ya first darling." You were thankful to have him by your side, and you would put your life on the line for that man.

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・Haruchiyo・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

This man, this man right here

Hes so fucking good to you Im sorry but he is very similar to Rin when it comes to being an amazing partner. He would be caring and hes very loyal to his partner as well.

He just loves you so much and it hurts him to see you cry. He hate when he sees you cry and would kill anyone that would make you cry.

But he would also know, the lack of emojis to the lack of texts he got through the day was the big sign for him. Noting that he only got a good morning and you were on your way home text.

He sighed as he looked at the time it was way past the time you would normally get back. He was starting to get worried, he frowned as he finally got the text that you were coming home it was close to midnight by now. Sanzu stood up to get the food ready for you as well as turning on the wax melts to help with how you were feeling. Hearing the door open as the plated the food walking over to you pressing a kiss against your temple "Welcome home, lets eat and I want to hear all about it yeah?"

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Thanks for reading all rights are mine do not copy, repost anywhere like tiktok, wattpad ect. REBLOGS are okay.

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slytherin-girly · 1 year

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You belong with Me/ A Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot

House: u choose

A/n: reference to Taylor Swifts, "You belong with me" song

You can send me requests that have to do with a song if you didn't know :)

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{3rd person pov}

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset

She's going off about something that you said

'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

Y/n was finishing up a drawing somewhere where she was away from people when she heard to people arguing.

"Draco! How could you say that to her!" Astoria hissed at her boyfriend Draco.

"Does it matter that much to you! Merlin" Draco groaned.

"Yes! I am your girlfriend last time I recalled!" She hissed again.

"Take a joke Astoria" Draco said walking away.

I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

And she'll never know your story like I do

Draco and Y/n have been best friends since babies. They were raised together. But then Astoria came in the picture. Always complaining that her life is so hard, and that Draco's life is easy. She'll never know Draco's story like Y/n does. That's for sure.

Y/n was in her room listening to her type of music the complete opposite of whatever dear Astoria Greengrass had liked.

But she wears short skirts

I wear T-shirts

She's Cheer Captain, and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

Y/n was once again walking to class and there was Astoria, wearing her short short skirts. Y/n sighed looking down. All she was wearing was a baggy-ish t-shirt and some black leggings with her Y/h/c robes.

Y/n had always secretly wished that she was Astoria. She had always liked Draco until she came into the picture. She just wished that Draco would at least have taken some interest in her.

Astoria took Draco for granted that's a given. She treated him more like a house-elf instead of her boyfriend.

Y/n however always thought that if he was her boyfriend he wouldn't be treated like a house-elf. Never.

If you could see that I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So, why can't you see?

You belong with me

Astoria went back to her dorm and so did Y/n. She went to her bathroom and locked the door.

All she needed right now was a hot bath.

She sat there thinking. Why was he with her in the first place? She's a bloody git. Doesn't even understand him. Heck no one does, except me. Not even his own father for heavens sake.

Walk in the streets with you in your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself

Hey, isn't this easy?

Y/n had decided to go up to the astronomy tower and maybe try and catch some peace there.

She saw Draco was already there sitting, admiring the moon and stars.

"Hey Draco." I said sitting down beside him.

"Oh hey Y/n, didnt think you'd be up here"

"I thought the same thing"

Soon they were telling jokes to each other and laughing at others antics in class.

And you've got a smile

That can light up this whole town

I haven't seen it in a while

Since she brought you down

You say you're fine, I know you better than that

Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?

It was one of the first times in ages that Y/n had seen Draco smile. His smile was adorable. Y/n found herself wishing to be the person to make him smile every day. That smile could light up Y/n's whole day.

Their laughter died down, and Y/n asked a question. "Sooo how are things with you and Astoria?"

"Oh- erm- fine" He coughed afterward.

Y/n always thought what he would be doing with a terrorizing git. Heck she thought Pansy Parkinson was better, and Pansy is a nightmare.

She wears high heels

I wear sneakers

She's Cheer Captain, and I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

There she was again wearing her new heels. Y/n had felt like trash compared to her. Y/n just had on a pair of normal sneakers that costed no more than 30 dollars in the muggle world.

If you could see that I'm the one

Who understands you

Been here all along

So, why can't you see?

You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your backdoor

All this time how could you not know, baby?

You belong with me

{Flashback}

It had been raining one night and Y/n had decided to go to Draco's.

When she got there she through little rocks and pebbles at his window.

Once he saw Y/n, he quickly came downstairs and let her in.

"What are you doing here Y/n!" Draco hissed, "c'mon let's get you dried up, dont want you to get sick now do we"

{End of flashback}

Oh, I remember you driving to my house

In the middle of the night

I'm the one who makes you laugh

When you know you're 'bout to cry

And I know your favorite songs

And you tell me 'bout your dreams

Think I know where you belong

Think I know it's with me

Can't you see that I'm the one

Who understands you?

Been here all along

So, why can't you see?

You belong with me

It had been official. Draco and Astoria had broken up only about a month ago. Y/n gave him his time. But she was secretly overjoyed. He had broken it off with her one night in common room saying that he was in love with someone else.

Standing by and waiting at your backdoor

All this time how could you not know, baby?

You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe

You belong with me?

You belong with me

Draco and Y/n were up at the astronomy tower once again.

"Y/n, you know why I broke it off with Astoria right?"

She hummed I response.

"Well- you see- that person I was, no am in love with is well- uhm- you Y/n." He stammered out.

"Really?" Y/n questioned.

"Really Y/n. You belong with me." Draco said.

"Forever and always?" Said Y/n.

"Forever and always."

#draco #dracomalfoy #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy one shot #harry potter fanfiction #draco fluff #draco lucius malfoy #draco x reader #draco malfoy x reader #you belong with me #taylor swift #draco x reader fluff #draco malfoy x reader one-shot #draco oneshot #draco one shot #Spotify

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excalibur-gone-missing · 9 days

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Hello, hope this message finds you well!!!

My birthday is tomorrow and I was wondering if I could request something for Wonwoo or Jeonghan,,, something that starts as angst and ends as fluff maybe? I've been feeling so shitty lately, sigh.

But also!!! I totally understand if you don't accept this req hehe

Have a good day/night ahead ❤️

P.S. if you accept anons, can I be 🦷 ?

Paring: wonwoo x you, jeonghan x you

Requested: yes

Genre: fluff, angst

Warning(s): cheating, a bit of violence

Summary: wonwoo cheats and jeonghan swoops in to save the day

Word count: 1.0k

Other works

Beta reader: none (its not proof read)

disclaimer: this is not the exact representation of the subjects in real life. I just use them for my inspiration.

a/n: I request each and every one of you to comment on this fic don't be a silent reader it helps me as an author to understand my readers and i would love to communicate with all of you. Constructive criticism is always welcomed by me so do talk about this fic or send me an ask. Plus, if you loved it enough don't forget to reblog, it will help me reach a larger audience.

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a/n 2: hey! happy birthday!! or advanced birthday! I wanted to post a proper fic, but as its your birthday, i didnt want to make you wait. so a drabble for i shall provide :)

plus i hope you feel better soon. im rooting for you!!!!!!

btw yes i accept anons, and i would love to talk with all of you! ✨✨✨✨

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Wonwoo is a busy man. I mean of course he is. The stelar kid of the family, the only child to get a medical degree and also the one to have a fiancé at the age of thirty-one ready to get married and start his own family.

The man was just the epitome of brilliance and was always diligent and hardworking. He was filled with back up plans and made more back up plans for those said back up plans. He was so into creating the perfect life for himself, he even made sure that he has another lady in store to be on the safe side because what if this one leaves him?

Now this is where you come to play. Unbeknownst to you the doctor you had been dating for the better half of two years, has already made plans for his happily ever after with another. What is more hilarious is the one said lover of his is none other than your distant cousin.

Being a woman with normal job that requires working for normal hours in the office, you accepted the fact that you would never understand the intensive hours these doctors work. Yes there were times when he was not called on his pager but his phone and was asked to immediately go to the hospital. Yes there were times when you had gone to the hospital to surprise him only to know that he was not there. And yes he specifically told you he wanted to keep the relationship private as all his coworkers are too nosy for their good.

Should you have figured out that the one guy you were madly in love with was already set to become the husband of other?

Yes

But did you?

Absolutely not!

Maybe that is why he kept you around, you were easy to lie to or were you just a good lay?

You would never know. Funnily enough you wouldn’t have know about the woman either if she wouldn’t have come to your house after your genius of a lover forgot to turn of his location during his nightly escapades with you.

The lady came storming into the house looked around in search of the man who had wronged her all while screaming at the top of her lungs at trying to make her presence known.

You would have never felt the hurt you felt that day if Wonwoo knew how to be a loyal man to his fiancé. You would have never have to hear the words, “this is the bitch you were fucking behind my back all this time,” from that lady. While she slapped you like she hated you and took jabs at your pride.

She made you question your integrity, your life and all your actions. Was it your fault that the man who said sweet ‘I love you’s to you every night was also telling them to his beloved fiancé. Maybe it was.

But the deed was done your self-respect was destroyed. Now you would always look at the mirror and realize that it was you who was the other woman. It was you who took the beautiful fantasy of one home away from another.

You left Wonwoo that day. He never tried to call. You were never important to him anyway. He left you broken, questioning your values, your life, and your actions.

This hurt more than any breakup you had been through because it was when you realized how naïve you were, how it was easy to lie to you. It made you feel like shit and there was no going back.

You stopped visiting your family, and meeting too scared to see those disappointed looks on their faces. What if you stumbled upon her when there was a function, she would hate you and you were too scared to face anyone let alone yourself.

She got married to him anyway. It was just a small hiccup in their relationship, while it did indeed destroyed you, they were happy. It is all that mattered to them. And although you would give them the credit for moving on with their lives, you couldn’t say the same for yourself.

It was then you had met Jeonghan, the man was funny and jovial, a bit of a prankster. He was exactly what you needed to escape life. He was the breath of fresh air you needed. He anchored you to reality and let to feel the happiness of life.

The friendship you both had built, had come shattering down one day when you got to realize he was friends with none other than the man you threw you down the shameful spiral of self-hatred.

That week you reused to talk to the man, at all. He suddenly made your skin crawl. For if he were friends with a man as despicable as Wonwoo after all his deeds, how much of a monster could he actually be. You didn’t want to stick around to get to know that.

Exactly a week after that Jeonghan was standing at your door. And was ready to make you talk no matter what. And talk you did that day. You shouted at the man for a whole hour to make sure he understood you would never be the other woman again. You were fooled once but you refused to be fooled twice.

After your shouting spree, he had held you to calm you down and told you he didn’t know what had Wonwoo done. He apologized profusely for the hurt his friend caused you while relentlessly promising to never betray you.

That day he asked you for a chance and just asked you to trust him for this once and let him in your life. He promised he would make sure you never you feel any less than what you should. He promised that you were enough for him and would spend his whole life proving it to you.

Surprisingly enough he did. He never left you once after that, never let you question your worth. Now after almost thirty years. You are happy with the man. You have lived a life were you enjoyed every bit of it. Jeonghan made sure you did. With your three kids happy and settled, you both went to live in the countryside seeking the peace that comes with it. You are happy and you are sure you would trade the whole world for this happiness. But good for you, you don’t need to.

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a/n 3: i hope you liked this !!

#svt #seventeen #excalibur asks #anon asks #excalibur talks #svt drabbles #svt wonwoo #seventeen fanfiction #seventeen wonwoo #seventeen imagines #seventeen jeonghan #svt jeonghan #svt angst #svt au #svt fanfic #svt imagines #excalibur fics

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anomalouscorvid · 1 month

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hmm. interesting

full transcripts under readmore. i think others have already found these (and if you haven't, go look around for this stuff), i'm mostly posting these for my own records

1a: 'theyre all hiding didnt know she shes better dead she betrayed me didnt know i could die here from me now yes hate will! she cant love from me now yes all to change i am relieved now you arent tati i never knew her didnt know i i dont regret it hiding from me now could die here i am relieved now she murdered me could kill didnt know she theyre hiding yes i should she is weak! theyre hiding she wants them hes better dead were looking i miss her now could kill i dont regret it'

1b: 'hiding from me now could die here i am relieved now she murdered me could kill didnt know she theyre hiding yes i should she is weak! theyre hiding she wants them shes better dead were looking i miss her now could kill i dont regret it theyre all hiding didnt know she shes better dead she betrayed me i didnt know i could die here from me now yes hate will! she cant love from me now yes all to change i am relieved now you arent tati never knew her didnt know i i dont regret it'

2: 'heaven is a place with all your friends forever' / 'I remember this place from July 1992, Drinks were so shit that it closed down within a few months I think' / 'my mom remembers a little punk bar on the corner but my dad claims it's always been a laundromat' / 'MISSED CONNECTIONS: To the bartender at HEAVEN on Friday, you look exactly like a woman from a dream I had when I was in the first grade. Would love to meet up again.' / 'MISSED CONNECTIONS: To the [indecipherable] HEAVEN on Friday, you look exactly like I did when I was fifteen. Who is your father?' / 'does anyone remember this bar from the early 90s? saw a couple of good shows there, and met one of my best friends. back in the city this weekend and wanted to see if it was still around, having trouble finding!'

3: 'i used to really like looking around abandoned places. and listening to the radio. i couldn’t afford too many professional cassettes so i’d rip my own stuff off of the alt rock stations at night. have you ever counted how many radio towers there are in the night sky?

one night i found a station saying things i didn’t really recognize. numbers, letters. an accent like from those old movies on my aunt’s TV. and then it said my whole birthday. in order. three times. have you ever counted the radio towers?

i thought maybe it was someone reaching out to me from beyond. so i wandered around with a radio for a bit tuned to it, seeing where it got stronger. found an abandoned radio station an hour or so from my house. do you know how many radio towers there are in your city?

i sat there for a long time. it was quiet. dark. dusty. the station gave me my address. my age. and it started using alphanumeric code. it said. hello. how many little red lights are out there?

it said. it was my friend. i didn’t have many friends. it said. i could come to where it was. i only had to make some music. make some noise. record everything about myself down to the tiniest detail. How bright is the night sky where you are? how would it look to a creature that could see radio waves?

by the time i stopped speaking i wasn’t in the radio station anymore. i wasn’t anywhere anymore. and that’s when i met william. 40s looking guy in a spiffy suit. his buttery voice on the radio waves. he said he was my friend. which was a little disappointing. Do you know when a radio station closes down? Do you know when a new one opens?

Have you ever counted the radio towers in the night sky?

Would you notice it if there was one more?'

#*not sure what the etiquette is for tagging spoilers(?) and deciphered text. hope these are ok to post #en abime #..is there like a chat or something where people are working together on this or are we all just kind of working it out by ourselves #i haven't solved any puzzles or anything yet im just looking around.

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whoreanghae · 2 years

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question...? ; chwe hansol

genre - non-idol au, reunited, childhood best friends, friends to lovers

wordcount - 2.3k

disclaimers - mention of alcohol, lowercase on purpose, no proofreading, reader gender not specified, fic under the cut

a/n - hiiiiii here is a small vern fic loosely based on question...? from taylor swift's new album :P mainly just the chorus. hope u enjoy yippeeeee

you laughed at daisy as she used her hairbrush as a microphone while she sang along to her music in the mirror. sitting on her bed watching her get ready was always your pre-party ritual. she was invited to a halloween party that one of her friends was throwing at their frat house, which was something you would never find yourself even considering if it weren’t for daisy. its not that you were sheltered or a homebody, you just found yourself not fully immersing into the party scene. but, a party here or there with daisy always proved itself to be a good idea. mostly.

daisy focused intently on her face in the mirror as she worked hard trying to draw skeleton makeup. whereas you just simply put together some clothes you already had and decided to be a baseball player. you had suggested she take the easy route and just match with you, but she had apparently practiced her skeleton makeup all week. you had no idea where she found the time to do this between all of her classes, but her art degree does tie in to her halloween costume in some degree. you dramatically flopped back onto her bed as daisy’s playlist transitioned between songs.

“who’s even going to this party anyways?” you didnt look up from your phone as you awaited her response. “well you know soonyoung. him and a bunch of his friends are in a frat. they throw parties all the time but the holiday ones are always better anyways.” you had met soonyoung briefly before through daisy. she met him in one of their shared courses. they were, in your opinion, the closest you could get to two of the same exact people. with their shared interests, senses of humour, and basically identical personalities, they were bound to be best friends. “oh, and his friends are really hot. like, really hot. maybe we’ll find you a man tonight?” she put the cap on her eyeliner pencil and stepped back from the mirror, admiring the final product. you rolled your eyes playfully and sat up. “why are you so obsessed with me finding a man? youre single too, remember.” you gave her an accusatory look, but she just brushed you off. “for me its different. how does this look?” she posed as you gave her a small clap for her hard work. you both laughed as you got up and started gathering everything and getting ready to leave.

you swore you could feel the music as you pulled onto the street of the frat house. the windows were ablaze with rainbow lights streaming out, and halloween decorations flooding the entire outside. there were cars lined down the street, and daisy pulled up behind one a couple houses down the street. she checked her makeup in the car mirror before turning the car off and gathering her things. you shoved your phone and house keys into your pocket as you stepped out onto the sidewalk, waiting for daisy to join you. walking in front of her car, she flashed you a smile as you both headed into the party.

the music blared as you opened the door. the party wasn’t totally packed, but it was a moderate amount of people. daisy greeted people youd never seen as she waded through the crowd to either find soonyoung or the drink table, whichever came first. although the party wasnt extremely packed, it was easy to lose daisy. but it always was. she had a habit of randomly disappearing at parties. part of you began to believe it was her plan all along, basically forcing you to meet new people and make new friends. you looked away for a second and when you looked back, she was gone. so, you might as well just venture off on your own. you managed to find the drink table before she did, so you mixed yourself a drink and tried to seek out someone you may know. daisy introduces you to her friends and classmates often, but finding the people you remember begins to prove itself to be harder than you once thought.

you turn a corner and collide directly with the chest of someone slightly taller than you are. the stumble leads to your drink spilling all over your shirt. you laugh awkwardly as the person you bumped into apologizes profusely. you glance up and see a guys face hidden behind a masquerade mask. he mumbles something about helping and lightly holds your wrist, dragging you through the crowd. you follow him blindly through a hallway and into one of the rooms in the house, assuming its his bedroom. so he must be one of soonyoungs friends? you dont get much time to react before he lays a plain white t-shirt in your hands. even behind the mask, you can see the sympathetic look on his face. “it might ruin the purpose of your costume but.. at least you won’t have to be all sticky?” you both laugh at the unintentional innuendo of what he said, but you thank him lots before finding a vacant bathroom and sneaking in to change into the mystery man’s shirt.

you keep replaying his words in your head. more specifically his laugh. while you cant quite put a finger on it, he sounds too familiar to leave it to a simple coincidence. as you look in the mirror wearing his shirt, a lightbulb flickers on in your mind. is mystery man… not a mystery at all?

“stop!”

you were breathless from laughing. your stomach was in stitches as you collapsed onto the floor of vernon’s room. he had been doing the same stupid impression of your history teacher that always made you laugh. he knew just the thing to cheer you up after anything happened. he lays down on the floor next to you. you turn your head towards him as he pulls you closer and you lay your head on his chest. he runs an arm up and down your back as you both lay on the worn down carpet in silence.

being with vernon was effortless. he cared about you more than he cared about anyone else, even himself. he’d do anything to see you smile, and proved this daily. vernon gave you a comfort that you’d never felt with anyone else. so when he found out that his family were moving across the country in your last year of high school, he had to find the best way to tell you. he wanted to be the person who always made you happy, how could he cause you this sadness?

vernon cleared his throat as he spoke. “i have to tell you something. i wish i didn’t, but i know that it’s better to tell you sooner than later.” as he said this, you sat up and furrowed your brows as you looked down at him. and that’s when he broke the news. you tried to remain strong but you knew that you couldn’t hold it in forever. you cried into vernons shoulder as he promised the two of you would stay in touch.

and you did. for a couple months. after that, school for both of you got busier and then you had to worry about university and your following careers. all the things you had both planned to do together, you had to navigate on your own. it was hard. but you made it. both of you made it.

you had never expected to run into vernon again. especially not like this. did he remember you? or did he just do this favour for you out of the kindness of his own heart? at this point, it had been 4 years since you and vernon were last in contact. standing in the bathroom, you kept replaying the moment in your mind over and over again. the laugh. vernon’s laugh. having to explain this to someone, you set out to find daisy as soon as possible. you ended up finding her in the kitchen speaking to someone, and you gave them a quick smile as you dragged her away into the bathroom you had just left.

“i have a situation.” you gave her a serious look, but she was just confused. and a little tipsy. she tilted her head, as if signaling you to continue with more of your story. “you remember me telling you about vernon right? my high school best friend, had crazy feelings, probably would have dated if he didn’t move away in our last year of high school?” daisy nodded along, still not understanding where you were going with all of this. “well hes here. in this frat. at this party.” and this is where daisy finally got caught up. she was taken aback, but then excitement took over. “oh my god are you serious? did he remember you? are you guys gonna live happily ever after? did he faint when he saw how hot you are now?” maybe she was a bit more than tipsy. you put your hands on her shoulders to steady her and explain how you had barely spoken to him, so you had no way of knowing if he actually remembered you or not. she obviously was adamant that you go find him immediately and rekindle your old flame. the thought made you nervous, but the idea of the regret if you didn’t do it outweighed your nervousness. daisy gave you a pep talk before disappearing into the sea of people, leaving you to take some deep breaths and follow after her.

as you’re making your way back to the drink table, you feel a light tap on your shoulder. as you turn around, you’re met with the same silver masquerade mask, this time holding two red solo cups. he holds one out, and you take it with a smile. “it only felt right, since i kind of catapulted your other one all over you.” you laughed as you took a sip. “oh wow, this is really good, thank you so much.” he chuckles and you both make eye contact, which lingers for a split second longer than it typically should. it feels as though you can see the moment of realization in his eyes as it finally clicks in his mind. his eyes brighten.

“no way… it’s really you?” you both laugh as he brings you in for a tight hug. as he pulls away, he takes the mask off of his face. wow. vernon was always handsome, but something about him now was breathtaking. you basked in him, as he looked you up and down. his eyes finally met your lips, before slowing trailing up your face and gazing into your own eyes. he looked stunned. you weren’t exactly the epitome of fashion, in your knee high baseball socks and backwards hat. but to him, you were the one thing missing from his life. he leans in closer as you take a step towards him. “i know this might be too soon, but can i kiss you?” you slyly smile as you stretch up to meet him and say, “more like not soon enough.”

you felt like your entire body was melting into vernons arms. you were the only two people in your world. nothing else in the room mattered. in the distance, you could hear laughing and cheering from someone you could only assume was daisy. you both pulled away, breathless. for the rest of the night, you were attached at the hip. vernons arm around your waist, hands intertwined, you clinging to vernons arm, you never left each other’s side. something told you that you couldn’t let the other go again. as the night went on, you started to get tired and tried to find daisy to see if she was ready to go home. as you walked into the kitchen, you saw daisy sitting on the counter with soonyoung standing in front of her. as you tried to stabilize your vision, you realized that they were making out. called it.

you returned to where vernon was sitting on the couch and told him you would have to wait until they were… done… before you could go home. “i could bring you home.” vernon immediately stood up and headed to his room to get his keys. you followed behind. “are you sure? i know its out of your way, i can just wait.” he shook his head as he passed you the bag with your clothes from earlier in it. you give him an appreciative smile as you follow him outside into his car. you input your address into the gps as vernon sets up his music. the ride over is filled with the two of you catching up, telling stories about university and what you’ve been up to since you last saw each other.

pulling into your apartment complex, you didn’t want the night with vernon to end. as he parked his car, you gave him a sweet look. “walk me up to my apartment?” he takes his keys out of the ignition. “i thought you’d never ask.” you both walk into your apartment building as you lead vernon to your apartment. when you reach your door and you unlock the door, vernon stands with his hands in his pockets as you turn back around to look at him. you pause for a moment, before breaking the silence.

“sleepover? for old times sake?”

he gives you the biggest smile and wraps an arm around your waist as he follows you inside.

#seventeen fluff #seventeen oneshot #seventeen imagines #vernon x reader #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #vernon fluff #hansol vernon chwe #vernon chwe #reunited #university au #they were best friends #clumsy but sweet vernon #seventeen #svt #friends to lovers #seventeen reactions #whoreanghae

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natashas-girl · 2 years

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If you’re happy part 3

A/n: sorry it took so long 😅

Summary: yelena realizes that y/n is not ok

You knew that when yelena came, you wouldn't be able to fake it anymore. You would either end up hurting someone or breaking. You just needed to forget. But. . . That wasn't possible and you knew it. You had tried forgetting, you had tried ignoring. . .none of it ever worked.

Knock-knock knock

Shit. That was yelena. You should probably get out there before she kicks the door down.

"Yelena?" You asked with a fake grin on your face, "i haven't seen you in forever, come in!"

Yelena's frown remained unmoving as she walked in, letting the door slam shut.

"So, do you want anything?" You asked, your voice claiming higher with each word, "I have water, coffee-"

"Y/n, cut the bullshit we both know why I'm here." Yelena interrupted.

"I- what do you mean?" You asked, your voice going off the charts.

Yelena glared at you.

Maybe Natasha wasn't the world's scariest assassin.

Natasha. . .

"I got the call from the hospital, y/n." She continued, concern starting to play on her face. "At least talk to me."

Your smile fell and you sighed. "What is there to tell? I'm sure you already know."

Her gaze narrowed, "yes, i have talked to Natasha. . . But i want to hear it from you."

"Are you sure you don't want some coffee?" You asked, avoiding her.

"Y/n, please." She stared directly into your eyes.

"I have Doritos, too," you offered.

"Y/N!" Yelena yelled, making you jump, "please. . . I'm trying to help you."

"I'm fine," you insisted, "now I'm gonna get some Doritos, whether you want them or not."

-time skip-

You and Yelena were sitting at the kitchen counter, which yelena had decidedly dragged the couch to and was (even though she refused them) munching on Doritos.

Honestly, it kinda wasn't fair that all these people were coming over to your house, making themselves at home, and making you talk to them.

"You gonna talk now?" Yelena asked, turning to face you. There was dorito dust on her fingers and chin.

"Yes. So there's this article about youtube being a scam, and-"

Yelena cut you off with a glare

"Fine. Natasha and i were dating, it didnt work out, the end." You said stubbornly.

"Y/n, you are not going to be happy if you avoid my questions again," she maintained unblinking eye contact, "so I'm going to be a bit more specific."

"Is this an interrogation?" You asked, laughing nervously.

Yelena shrugged, breaking eye contact, "it can be." She glared at you again, "Just answer these three questions and I'll leave. Who dumped who, did it have to do with Maria, and," she paused, "Why did you leave."

Better just to give up on this one, "i dumped Natasha-" yelena looked at you in surprise "-because i knew that she and Maria had that chemistry, and. . . They just needed that push. Besides, it was better that i get hurt than natasha have to hide her feelings for the girl she loves just so she doesn't squash my heart. I left because i couldn't stay."

Yelena nodded sadly, "So you won't come back?"

You felt tears come to your eyes, "Never."

-time skip-

Yelena was gone. She had left hours ago. They all came to help, and they all made it worse. Every time.

You had to go. You left your phone and checked your car to make sure that you had enough gas. You did.

Driving away from the home that was never really a home, you knew that they would never find you again.

Not if you had anything to say about it, at least.

Im going to tag everyone who wanted a part 3:

@tashakink @maxxione @liladoesfanfics @reginassweetheart @lucyromanoffpovs @natashaxwife @xscarlettxbelovax

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seldomscilence16 · 6 months

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Whumptober day 31:

"I thought that I was getting better."

Emptiness | setbacks | "Take it easy."

Fandom: Camp Cretaceous

Prompts: vaguely all

Short and sweet with a hint of Whump. Rewatched the last episode and was like 'damn tv 7 my ass' for the millionth time. Anywho, a short piece on how trauma bonded kids would not just return to normal the minute they return to their loved ones. I think it probably took them awhile to get to the time skip point in which they were. I may rewatch and do some rewrites or missing moments or added moments lol. This show was just too good.

TW for Panic attack (vaguely) and thoughts of death (mostly just near death experiences they faced, but also a little idealization in there.)

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Darius doesnt like making assumptions about his friends. The island showed him exactly what damage that could do- even when he hadnt meant to, hadnt known he had been, but it was no excuse- he made a promise to himself to treat them right. His only friends.

So when his nightmares come back with a vengance, he doesnt breathe a word. They all went through hell and back on those Islands, they were all slowly settling back into their lives, they practically lived at eachothers houses- rotating through them because between their parents and themselves, they need the ability to verify the safety of eachother- but Darius sees them adjusting, trying to take back their previous lives with the new knowledge they have. And Darius had been right along with them, writing about their experiences and the lessons learned-

But now here he was.

He awoke quietly, far to use to the need of stealth and the light sleepers around him, he could still feel the hot wet breath of death encompassing. Its hard with a trembling body, but he manages to make it around the other sleeping teens and to the bathroom down the hall. They're at Yaz's house this time around, her mother's room on the second floor while they reside in the basement so hes not worried about her hearing him.

He slides down the wall as soon as he closes the door, theres soft moonlight coming from a small window above the shower, but the room remains mostly shadows. Theres cant be light, it will attract-

No. There could be. He just has to stand and hit the switch, because there is power here and no dinosaurs. He stares blankly at the cabinets instead, what use would light do him anyway? He was just gonna sit here like a lump anyway. He didnt need any light other than the moon, shining off tile, while he sits doing nothing. There is nothing productive to do now, no planning or night watch, no fighting bad guys or identifying dinosaur noises. Just his own breathing as a dream that mixed reality and his worst fears, plays over and over in his mind.

He had made so many mistakes.

He can think of so many instances where something he did had put one of his friends in danger. Things that had them almost dieing, heck Sammy practically had! And Ben, and Brooklyn, and Yaz and Kenji and Doctor Mae and-

And so many people had died.

Ones perfectly fine killing kids.

And others… who had just come to a park to have fun.

He had come so close multiple times too, but… if he had died instead of one of the others than, would that have been so bad?

Kenji rolls over, eyes squinting open, expecting to see the familiar form of his sleeping brother, the empty space that meets him instead has his heart rate spiking and his breath catching. He sits up- too quickly, it startles everyone else, but Darius is GONE- eyes tracking the entire room before he's reminded his brain of the fact they are NOT on the Islands. Darius hasnt been eaten by dinosaurs, but the panic still lingers that they CANT FIND HIM.

"Maybe… he just went to the bathroom?" Sammy offers, although shes already starting to stand.

"The lights off." Yaz is already standing at the hallway, "Doors closed though."

Kenji ventures forward first. Brooklyn close behind, and the others just behind her.

He knocks lightly, frowning further at the lack of response, he glances behind him and gets several nods, opens the door slightly. As expected, it's dark inside, the moon's glow barely illuminates the figure against the wall.

Darius doesn't react to his presence, his stare is blank, body motionless except for the slightest breath. It's terrifying to see such an emptiness in usually such bright eyes. There's raised red marks on his hand, wet and crusting with blood, Kenji's lips purse sadly. Swallowing thickly, he reaches out a careful hand, touches his knee lightly, expecting the flinch,

"Take it easy." He says softly, "You're safe."

It takes several moments, all of them crowded together on the floor of the bathroom- Ben actually sitting in the tub to make more space- allowing Darius the time he needs to come back to them. When he finally makes eye contact, it's hesitant, as if waiting for something.

"Hey bud, how you feelin?" Kenji's voice is gentle, nothing extra in his voice, his eyes hold a worry to them- they all do- but no judgment or anger.

Darius wants to tell them he's fine. That he's sorry. That it's nothing and they can go back to sleep. That everything is proceeding forward as it's supposed to. He opens his mouth to say just that,

"I thought that I was getting better."

That is not what he wanted to say. Seriously brain what the heck?? He can't be bringing them down like this-

"Hey, you are, we all are Darius. Setbacks are normal, and together we can make sure they don't last long." Brooklyn's soft voice breaks his thoughts, and his head snaps up to stare at her.

"You want to know my first thought when I couldn't find you?" Kenji asks, drawing his attention next, the curious look has the corners of his mouth twitching up before they fall again, "I thought you might of been eaten, or being chased, I-" he swallows the emotion, blinking back the wetness in his eyes, Darius reaches out and takes his hand.

"Sorry." And he means it, puts as much emotion as he can into the word, directing it at the room at large.

They were all healing. They all had moments of weakness. But they were a team, they had each other's backs, and for every step backwards, someone would be there to pull you forward again.

#whumptober 2023 #no.31 #I thought that I was getting better.#lyric #emptiness #setbacks #“take it easy.”#camp cretaceous #fic #angst #darius angst #found family #canon violence mentions #i did all 31 days again :)

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wodnes--coyotl · 3 months

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the unfortunate news was given that my dad's chemo probably isn't working so he "might" have to do 30 day "isolation chemo" (?) which sounds horrible and scary. I want to visit him then if so... I don't want him to be alone for 30 days. I'm terrified he will be abusive to me.

when my mother died, she couldn't hurt me, even though I was terrified to see her. seeing her helpless body waste away from cancer was traumatizing but also released any fear I ever had of her, even though the memory of her abuse will always live in me.

my dad was not abusive like she was but sometimes i think he is worse for ever enabling her to be around me, ever choosing to "raise" a kid with her, comparatively, she had much less choice in her actions than he did.

i dont know what it means or if it will help. i didnt think these chemo rounds would help... i never thought my dad would get better... but hearing the advancing news doesn't help.

especially after watching someone's long term dying lead to hospice and then death and how irreverently it was handled, in this household (my partner's grandmother).

my dad will lose whatever hair he has left and im sure will look unrecognizable in a way.

whatever anger or apathy i have to combat my sense of obligation that shouldnt even really exist... i feel for him. im scared for him. i dont want him to suffer, and i dont know if it's worth going through.

i dont want to sway his decision, im positive he will die from this either way. i dont want to lose time with him, but ive already lost time. he's had 30 years to fix this and he hasnt...

i dont know if i can physically handle the grief of seeing him this way.

he always sounds livelier over the phone than he is, but... he didn't watch his parents die this way.

i will lose both of my parents to horrible forms of cancer (i mean, they're all horrible). at least Gene froze to death and it shocked everyone and he didn't suffer.

we've been iced in for a week here in p0rtland, and i got money back that i "owed" to unemployment when gene died. it felt like, after 3 years, he was helping me,... of all times to get the money back now... itll help me move out of my in laws... but a horrible thought happened... what if it's because my dad is going to go sooner than we thought?

i cant decide, anyways, and ocd is a bitch.

my back is killing me from days of making music and trying to learn mixing and mastering and animation and editing just for the fuck of it to stay sane, entirely diy.

today i cant focus, anymore... im listening to david bowie and crying alone and listening to my stupid in laws talking in the kitchen. i cant mourn here because this is a house of narcissism and enabling. hell, someone DIED in THEIR family and THEY wont/cant even mourn.

if my dad doesnt take the chemo, he will continue to failingly rely on his weekly (or more) blood transfusions. and eventually, he will die. maybe he will choose that to spare himself, and in a way, i almost wish he would, but i cant say i really wish that, ... i wish he was a better father, i wish he didnt have cancer even if he is 73, i dont wish him a sudden death bc itd be jarring but a long way is almost worse. i dont know what i want. i wish he couldve ever cared for me so that i could care for him. but what happened is he didnt care for me, and i care, but i cant care FOR him. i cant fix this. i cant love or unlove or hurt or unhurt it away.

when he dies i will not have any family left.

and then some part of me will be released from this burden of grieving a family that was always "dead" to me, but now, permanently, which will just feel fucked up.

ive spent 3 years grieving mom and gene. then i will grieve him too. when will it fucking end

in spite of this i have to work hard to perservere bc its what gene would want. its what my dad would want even tho fuck what he wants. its what *i* would want if i was diagnosed with cancer tomorrow myself or in 40 years. im terrified.

im tired.

im so goddamn tired

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junosaurus · 2 years

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It's your angst anon! (Again :P) and I'm back with full of angst: Hu Tao, Beidou, Keqing and Ayaka breaking up with their S/O due to protect them against issue (you can choose the thing that'll make them break up) after sometime, they fix this issue they find S/O back, with the hope of getting back together but when they find their S/O their personality changed far from good, they're fighting recklessly, getting killed almost, angry all the time, ready to fight without giving it a second thought etc. (As for the ending I'm feeling like having fluff but you can choose whether it ends with angst or fluff!)

A horrible change

ft: Hu Tao, Beidou, Keqing, Ayaka x !GN reader (separately)

A/N: hello hellooo angst anon!! This is oddly long because honestly, I had so many thoughts on this scenario. Once again sorry for the late answer ♡

(also this au is like modern au but there's still hilichurls ykyk)

Hu Tao

Hu Tao had just gotten a job opportunity to plan funerals for the sacrificed soldiers in Inazuma. They said it would take her months and months to ever complete the job. She thought that if she left you to go abroad for maybe even over a year, would hurt you. After a night of making up a decision, she knew she had to break up with you. Though, confronting you about it never was easy. She thought to herself everyday 'they seem so happy.. I can't possibly tell them right now.. maybe tomorrow.' she kept procrastinating until the day she had to go. she realised what she did.

She had already loaded all her stuff in the ship, ready to set sail to Inazuma. You had looked everywhere for Hu Tao until you saw her on the docks. "Hu Tao! I've been searching everywhere for you and here you are. What're you doing her anyways?" you asked, running to her. "Y/N? What brings you here? Wait did we plan anything for today but i forg-" she panicked but was soon interrupted by the captain of the ship. "Hey Ms. Hu, we're all set, don't wanna waste too much more time." She pouted. "Y/N I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you but it was too late. I want to break up with you, I think that you'd be better off with someone much better. For now, I have a job to do. I'm terribly sorry." she wiped her tears while running onto the ship. She could no longer face you so she hid somewhere you couldn't see her. You couldn't even process what had happened, you were frozen on the spot, mind blank. You never saw Hu Tao again. Not until..

1.6 years later..

You saw her getting cornered up by 5 large lawachurls. Without a second thought, you ran and attacked the lawachurl that was the most closest to her. "Go" you looked at her, she didnt move a muscle. "I said go! Do you want to get killed or something?" you shouted as a lawachurl attacked you back.

You defeated all 5 of them but your body was severely injured. As you looked closer to Hu Tao, she looked exactly the same except she was taller and her hair was slightly longer. "Hey, come here I'll fix your wounds up." She said, catching you by your wrist. "I can take care of myself. I don't need your help." you slapped her hand off. You walked back to Liyue Harbour as she also followed. "Can you PLEASE not follow me? I've had enou-" you fell to the ground, unconscious.

You squint your eyes, while trying to open them because it was so bright. "Where the hell....am I?" You try to sit up. Hu tao pushed you back down. "Uh-uh-uh you aren't in the state to be even moving a single muscle. Get some rest and recover first."

The room was silent as Hu Tao was on her desk doing some work, and you finally realised where you were, Hu Tao's house. It looked the same, as if somebody was taking care of it while she was away.

"Why'd you go? Without telling me in the fist place." you spoke up. "I kept on procrastinating to ever tell you the truth. You looked too happy everyday for me to ever tell you." she gripped her pen tightly.

It was just silence again. You didn't know what to say so without making a noise, you walked up to her and hugged her from behind. She was shocked but was soon comfortable. She stood up and gave you a tight hug while tearing up. You also did the same.

"I'm so so sorry Y/N"

Beidou

Beidou had realised how she was away from Liyue too often and barely got to meet you. Although she did send you letters from time to time, she thought it was never enough and that a long distance relationship was too painful for you. She had no time to think so she confronted you as soon as she saw you.

"Hey, Y/N. I'm sorry but it has come to my attention that I've been away from Liyue more than often. I just think it's not a really healthy relationship and that you probably deserve more. I'm really sorry but I don't think you'll ever feel happy in this relationship." She stood there for a minute, you couldn't respond back. You couldn't say a single word and she soon sprinted away to her ship.

2 years later

She's finally done with urgent jobs that she needed to do in Inazuma. As soon as she came back to Liyue, she thought of you but she of course didn't know where you were. She had bumped into Xiangling at her restaurant.

"Ah Beidou! It's great to see you again, what would you like to order?"

"Aha, hello Xiangling, its nice seeing you again too. I'd like stir fried filet to go please."

"Alright, here ya go! Enjoy, it's on the house in honour of captain Beidou's comeback!"

"Thanks. Appreciate it. And also.. if it's not too much to ask, do you perhaps know where Y/N is?"

"Hmm last time I heard from them, they ordered some to-go food saying they're training at Jueyun Karst."

"Ah I see then. Thank you so much for the help. See ya." Beidou waved off running to find you. Although it was quite a journey there, she was cornered by some hilichurls that were high leveled. With her not having any weapon in hand, she panicked. That was when you sprinted in front of her and started attacking those hilichurls.

You signaled a 'go' to her but she just doesn't budge. "GO BEFORE YOU GET KILLED TOO." you grunted after an arrow had hit you on your arm. She ran as far as she could. After a few more attacks the fight was over but you ended up being heavily injured. You started limping back to Liyue harbor but you bumped into Beidou once again.

"Oh goodness! What have I lead you to Y/N I'm so sorry.." She grabbed you by the wrist.

"You should be sorry for leaving me 2 years ago. Compared to that, this is nothing." You got your wrist away from her grasp.

"Right. First, let me carry you back and get you healed after." She carried you.

"So tell me, what even was the reason why you broke up with me? Letters would've been fine."

"I just thought that.. You'd get tired of me always leaving Liyue and barely ever spending time with you. And I thought letters were never enough...I'm sorry.."

It went silent and you snuggled to her touch as she carried you back to Liyue Harbor.

"I'd do anything to not leave you anymore."

Keqing

Keqing had a lot of work every single day, but she manages to do it all without failing. Though it had to come to an end. She just got news from Ningguang that there have been a lot more situations around Liyue than usual. Ningguang says that she wouldn't even have time to go home and that tonight would be the last night before much work. As soon as she heard that, she thought of you. What would happen if she doesn't go back home for months and months? How would you feel about this situation? Her walk home was uneasy, her whole mind was conquered by thoughts.

While walking home she pulled out her phone. You were watching a movie waiting for Keqing to come home so you both could have dinner together until you heard your phone vibrate it was from her “Sorry I’m gonna be home late don’t wait up.” the text read “I can’t believe she’s doing this to me again.” you mumbled under your breath. You thought to yourself, 'She’s been doing this a lot lately is she cheating on me?' “Don’t even bother coming home.” You replied as you got up to re-heat your food and cover hers.

You heard your phone vibrate again but this time it was someone calling, you look to see the caller ID only for it to read 'Keqing' You tried ignoring it but she kept calling “What?” You replied with irritation evident in your voice “why did you reply so harshly?” Her soft voice replied which made you feel regretful already “You know you’ve been doing this a lot, I have barely seen you!! I go to sleep before you even come and I wake up after you leave! When are you gonna stop working late and spend time with me?!” You yelled getting frustrated “I-I just can’t you know how my boss is hunny” she replied her voice cracking “That’s not an answer and you know that.” You replied before hanging up, throwing your phone back on the sofa.

1 year has passed

After a few moments you heard your doorbell ring, you open it to see your favourite flowers and a note that read 'I'm sorry Y/N. Tonight was the night where I was supposed to tell you something important, but I'll just write it here. Ningguang says I won't be able to come home for a few months, Liyue has been too chaotic. Let's break this off, I don't want you to suffer this way anymore. I love you.' Tears started tracing your cheeks.

Keqing had finally finished all her work and Ningguang had let her go on break for a month as thanks. On her walk home she was approached by some hilichurls, with her unarmed she panicked. Luckily, you were just around the corner because of training. You sprinted to her with your *choice of weapon*. You attacked the hilichurls though you were very lousy making you getting hit a lot of times too. Keqing was stunned, she stepped away and fell onto the grass.

Finally after the hilichurls were defeated you turned around to see keqing still stunned. "You good?" you asked. "I should be asking you that." she replied back. "You should go n-" you fell. It had seem so that you hadn't slept for days and had fell into keqings lap fast asleep.

Keqing sighed

"I never wanted to leave you but I had no choice at the time, I hope you still love me as much as I still do now."

Kamisato Ayaka

The Kamisato clan is one of the biggest clans in the land of Inazuma. Ayaka, as the eldest daughter of the Kamisato clan, she of course had to come to a point where she had to get engaged to the son of another big clan so the Kamisato clan can stand stable.

Ayaka had finally told you this 2 months before her engagement. "Let's break this off. For the better. I'm sorry Y/N, I can't afford to avoid it. I love you." Your heart broke into a million pieces. Your one and only, finally had to go. You couldn't accept the fact you had to let go of her so soon. Rain still pouring right beside the shade you both were under. Not thinking much of it, you ran like it was the end of the world. Ayaka had reached a hand out but she hesitated. You ran and ran until you reached home. You were soaking wet.

You felt as if you never want to step outside anymore. Ayaka was no longer there for you, whats the point of life if your lover had left you for another man?

8 months later

You had isolated yourself in your home for all those 8 months. You had a friend of yours send rations every week. Other than that, you had a bunch of knocks on the door. It was always aggressive, it was as if that person was determined for all these months. You finally stepped out. Having a stroll around Inazuma was quite fine. But soon, you had spotted Ayaka being cornered by a group of men.

You sprinted, combating the 3 men down while recklessly getting bruised up in the process. Ayaka was dumbfounded. "You ok?" you asked her. "Uhm y-yes I'm fine." she answered. "Alright. I'll get going now." you quickly said.

"Wait!" she grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into a tight hug. She placed her head on your shoulder. You were flabbergasted. "Don’t you have a husband Lady Ayaka? I don't want people misunderstanding."

"I managed to avoid it. For you. All that knocking on your door, it was all me. I've been waiting for the past 8 months now." she whispered.

You were lost in words. All you could do was bite your lip, and return her hug as tightly as you could.

"I'd do anything, just for you."

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin impact modern au #hu tao #hu tao x reader #kamisato ayaka #ayaka x reader #beidou #beidou x reader

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fruit-salad-ship · 1 year

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Potential hypothetical au where peach ran away with Val and bob to Alola and met plum when they were still kids what sorts of potential wholesomeness and angst could they get up to?

Actual kids? Not viable to run away really. Maybe young teens? like 13-14? Might be able to survive without adult intervention, least peach would manage.

hypothetically at that age, Peach's no longer shy, and has been through a fair few things that'd toughen her up and make her harsher than an average kid. She'd be less inclined to have fun, and more driven to get strong and as far away from home as possible. What better place than an island region with a lot of inhospitable jungle and mountain terrain. She's great in the heat so its a good region for her.

If plum met her at that age in her home region, and not at the ranger course, she'd be more inclined to try to get along with her at the start, but would swiftly learn that this traveller is a bit of an ass and perhaps she shoudl try to beat her rather than join her. Plum lacked a present traditional family, and while they were loving and gave her everything she could ever want, they did not give her what she needed, which was dedicated personla time with her parents.

As opposed to peach who got everything she needed, food, water, time with her relatives, dedicated training, but nothing she wanted which was any form of gentle upbringing or regular childhood. Both households are well off, both familys took a different route to raising kids, both girls ended up lonley for very different reasons.

more below, because it was its own little beast and i needed to type it up.

Plum was alwasy the smartest in her class, a real book worm with a sharp mind for tactics and strategy. She thrived doing track and field, and was alwasy known for partaking in the alolan festivals as a dancer with others from her area, being a full blooded Alolan, she was immersed in the culture and loved to show off that aspect of her life. Her rich family though able to give her the things needed to excel, lacked a loving wholesome touch, and she was alwasy left with her brother and a house keeper, instead of her own flesh and blood who were jetting off to secure deals and do their jobs at an incredibly high level. This left Plum lonley, no one posed a challenge to her, and though she had friends, they never pushed her to work ahrder, only ever try to relax.

One day she's in the market, picking up some of Missy's favorite berries, ordering a few items for the week, running errands, and this scruffy looking girl is at a counter haggling over a bag of items on the counter. From listening in its apparent that the girl had forraged for incredibly rare goods, and the price offered to her for them was way below average, even before the markup percentage. Even Plum realised there was clearly some unfair dealing going on, and dropped a comment while looking at some flowers on the same stall close by. The shop keeper eyed her, now it was 2 v 1, and begrudgingly increased the offering price. The scruffy girl agreed, handed over the goods and took her money. Plum was about to talk to her but as she turned, noticed she'd already made off down the street. A little run caught her up.

"Arent you going to say thanks? You needed my help back there you know." The girl looks over her shoulder at her, huffs, mutters 'thanks' and continues to walk. Plum is left standing there, mostly shocked at the lack of interest, a little mad, a little curious, watching this pink haired girl vanish around a corner. Back home she's irritated that she didnt initiate a battle or something, didnt even think to get her name? Or ask what she was doing there? She looked like she was from…Sinnoh, maybe Johto? A guess, but probably right, too pasty looking to be alolan, though the freckles were…present. Been here a while. Her brother kicked her under the table, getting her attention, and the two tried to sit and eat together with the house keeper, discussing their days, plum said nothing of her encounter.

By the time she saw that girl again, she'd nearly forgotten her, it was only because she was out on the beaches training with some pokemon, early morning hours as plum walked past to get to the post office, that she even thought to go over. She watched as a vulpix, torkoal, rockruff, ribombee, and Stuffle all seemed to work hard with her, there however was a lot of other mons around, some whimpod had crept in from the rocky shore, a few morelull had emerged from the tree line. She would talk to them all, and though plum was too far away to hear, she saw the angry face soften for them. Perhaps she'd been a little quick to judge her. Taking a step closer, a twig snapped under foot, every pokemon either turning to face the sound, or scattering fast. The girls gentle expression hardened just as quickly, a sneer as she peaked from behind a bush. "Oh. It's you." She turned to leave quickly, a single whistle that rallied the pokemon with her to follow, the vulpix staying behind to give Plum a menacing sneer, before following like a flash behind her trainer. "Wait! You were training right? Wouldnt it be better to train against someone?" The steps in the sand paused, a moment passed where the girl clearly considered the options, before half turning to look back at her. "You dont look like much of a fighter." She saw the eyes look her up and down, judging. “Then its easy money right?” Plum knew how to manipulate enough to at least tempt her to stay, and so the girl fully faced her, and shrugged. Their battle was brief. Plum only had one pokemon, a Dratini, and the girl fought it with her Rockruff. The little dragon clearly didn’t listen well, if pokemon got ADHD, that one certainly had it. A few attacks and it was returned, hurt but fine. As agreed plum handed over some cash, and watched the girl pocket it and turn to go. She had something plum did not, and perhaps it was a golden opportunity to learn more, and be better. “Can we fight again sometime?” The question didn’t stop the girl walking, but she did glance back at her defeated opponent. “You want to lose more cash so easily?” “I cant just accept defeat and give up trying. It’s a matter of time before I figure you out and win one day…If we get a few more battles in?” Only now did she stop, still watching Plum, a determined expression across her face. The girl appreciated her tenacity, wouldn’t say it out loud, but she wasn’t willing to give up so easily, in all honesty she expected the purple haired teen to cry over the loss, she looked soft, too soft. This would be very easy cash… “Sure. Why not. I’m here every morning ‘cept weekends. You want a rematch, I’ll happily take some cash off your hands again.” And so the girl vanished off the beach into the forest, plum didn’t even get her name, but rushed her pokemon to a centre, and considered the next fight, the strategy she’d take.

This consumed her, she stayed up to research the girl’s team and figure out its weaknesses, and got up early to give her partner the best breakfast of champions. Every day rushing to the beach to find her new acquaintance. There they would fight. At first it was brief, she lost….an irritating amount of times, countless days getting so frustrated with the seemingly fluid connection between her opponent and her team, until one day, something changed. The defeat was no surprise, her little Dratini was still so scatter brained, and while she loved Missy dearly, she wished she could find a way to focus her up. The girl came over across the sand and watched plum return her partner, already digging in her pocket for the payout, brow furrowed with frustration. But her opponent did not take the money, after weeks of defeat, she had not given up, and though slow there was progress, something Peach could appreciate. “You know, dragons have their own language, it’s really complex, so human conversation can be hard for them to grasp at such a young age. Try using a clicker for attacks along side the words, your pokemon will get the hang of it with some practice.” The girl held her scratched and worn hand out, in it a training item, just a little button on a keychain you press and it made a click sound. Nothing crazy but she kept one on her person for various reasons, just so happened today the reason was to give it to someone else. “I don’t get it.” “It’s not hard. Say attack, click once, say another attack, click twice, and so on. Just set a system up-“ “No not that! You’re helping me? Surely if I stay bad at this you get more money.” It had been peach’s driving force for a long time sure, she needed to win enough to feed her team and survive, it was not easy doing it all alone. She shrugged, trying to play it off. “No fun if it’s without challenge.” It had been a while since peach’s team saw a poke centre, and plums was as good as KO’d, so the two found themselevs chatting strategy and practice methods, walking over to the town, sitting together with a hot drink on plush benches while waiting for their teams to be healed up. It was admittedly the first moment peach had taken to relax in days. She spent all waking hours in the jungles finding rare herbs and fruits to sell, to keep her team fed and happy, she however was often the last on the list when it came to self-care. This did not go unnoticed.

“You uh…don’t strike me as someone who takes days off.” Plum did not find it hard to see, this girl would look over her shoulder at every noise or person who strayed too close to her, even if only subtly, and sat a little awkwardly around this many people. “Where do you live anyway? You’re not from Alola, I can see that much.” A nurse called them over, both girls up on their feet, at the desk to acquire the pokeballs of their partners. “I uh, I’ve been camping out a while. Came from Sinnoh, got here, kind of just wandered around trying to make ends meet.” They ambled their way back outside, rain just starting to fall, forcing them to stay under shelter. Peach immediately let her vulpix out, watching it sneer at Plum once again, staying as far away as possible from her. “How longs a while?” From the state of her hair, the holes in the jeans, the general amount of scrapes and cuts on her, plum could only assume it was more than a week or two. “Dunno, around 8 months now.” “8 MONTHS?!” The noise made several strangers in the street look around, and peach sunk into her jacket a little, never one to cause a scene if possible. “No. We’re going and getting your things, and you’re coming to my house.” “Uhhhh no?” But it wasn’t negotiable, she grabbed her hand and started to pull her in a direction, swiftly realising she had no idea where her battle partner had set up her tent, turning back to her. “Lets go already, lead the way!” She wouldn’t take no for an answer, Peach could see this, she’d dealt with stubborn before, and did not have the energy for it today. As soon as they were free of the town, the girl let her whole team out, the stuffle on her back, vulpix at her heels, rockruff running ahead, ribombee dancing around the flora, and of course, bob, steadily keeping up behind them.

They walked for a while, out into the woods, past any well trodden paths until they hit a river, where they followed it inland for about 20 minutes. All the while plum couldn’t comprehend that someone would live all the way out here in the wilds like this, finally able to ask the question she couldn’t shake. “What do your family think about this?” Watching her companion stiffen up a little, almost unnoticeably so, continuing to walk. “They don’t care.” They did, and they’d do anything to bring her home, but peach wasn’t about to say that. “Well…their loss.” Plum continued on without missing a beat, catching sight of the top of a greenish hued tent past some shrubs. “You’re a hard worker, know your stuff, they get to miss out on you being…well, you.” For the first time since leaving her home, Peach felt some small shred of emotion she could not place, joy? Perhaps reassurance? support? It was a mystery to her, but it was nice. The pair reached her campgrounds, not a lot there, just an old soggy campfire, a tent that had seen better days, and some travel gear. A pan, a pot, a sleeping bag, some food items, some spare clothes. Nothing that stood out. “You’ve been out here for 8 months living like this?” the girls started to pack things away, rain growing ever heavier. “Yeah. Not one for people or social stuff or crowds or towns…or really anything where others hang around.” It wasn’t exactly difficult to see that, plum helped her fold the tend material up neatly, rolling it into a tight bundle and stashing it. Before long, they were wandering back to the town. Peach felt sick from nerves, she was getting anxious about hanging around people, what if plums family asked questions? What could she say to deter adults? Her brain began to devote a billion lies to cover her ass.

The pair walked up soaked through to a huge house with a long ended driveway, topiary and tended flowerbeds lining both sides as they proceeded towards the building. It felt…weirdly familiar. Peach’s home wasn’t far off this, fancy, perhaps less modern, more regal but old fashioned, she though it’d be easier to adapt but honestly it just felt like she was going back for a moment, seeing a middle aged woman spot them coming up the drive opening the doors with a rushed wave for them to get inside. It was warm, the woman smiled kindly and tottered off to get towels, seeing the two girls dripping wet. Plum watched her companion look around at the ridiculous grander of the hallway they stood in, elegant floral arrangements and fancy paintings on the walls, she worried that perhaps this was uncomfortable for her, she didn’t take her shoes off, nor put her bag down, not until pushed to do so.

She introduced her housekeeper, the woman who’d met them at the door, and immediately took to trying to find something that’d fit her…friend? Yeah. She was going to use that word. She grabbed a big hoody and some sweatpants, both warm dry and adequate, able to shove peach into the bathroom coming off her bedroom to have an actual shower, and relax for like five minutes. As she sat in the kitchen, she chatted with the woman she’d grown up with who ran the house when her parents were away. Freya, a kind soul who looked out for the kids, fed them, helped with homework, listened to them, sometimes plum felt like she was more a mother than her own flesh and blood, but always felt bad for thinking it. “You made a friend. Thats nice Bex.” A pet name, Freya loved the kids and always saw plum alone, head buried in her books. “Yeah, she’s a little different to the normal bunch around here…Do you think she can stay for a little while? She travelled from Sinnoh, doesn’t really have any connections this end.” The woman set a hot drink down, smiling, the sound of heavy rain on the kitchen windows really making the warm interior all the more comfortable. “It’s not like theres not enough space in this house. I don’t see any reason why she can’t stay.” The family were well off and with plum so obviously happy with some actual company her own age, it was just nice to see her acting like a regular young teen for once. “Just maybe don’t ask about her family? I don’t think it’s a good topic for her…” Cautious to not make her company nervous or uncomfortable, she saw the woman nod sympathetically.

That night, the two siblings, freya and peach all sat together and ate, some questions were asked but no one brought up her family, nor her situation, simply asked how she was finding the region, if she had a job or was taking on any challenges, wether she was part of the academy or not. It was nice to just be part of something ordinary for a moment. The pokemon all got a dinner, and for the first time since she got to Alola, she could see them curl up on warm beds that filled a corner of plums bedroom, all kinds of pillows and comfy surfaces, all mons huddled together, not alert to sounds of potential threats as the night drew on. All of them fast asleep. Well, all bar Val, who sat up and observed the room habitually. In amongst them Missy noodled her way in, they’d gotten use to her by now, and welcomed her to the group without issue. The girls sat on the big plush bed, dry, warm, fed, and for once, calm and dare peach say it- happy. The TV showing some crappy movie neither of them paid much attention to, chatting about various things, even cracking some jokes that got a laugh. They eventually fell asleep watching some show, rain hammering on the windows.

That was the start of their time together. From estranged rivals to friends. Their antics got them in a whole heap of situations and trouble, Freya all but welcomed Peach in as a 3rd kid, and peach of course took to bullying Plum’s brother given any chance, because he was a wet blanket of a boy and an easy target. When plums mom and dad finally came home they took a shine to their daughters new friend, happy that she was keeping plum company, and they noticed a severe increase in her confidence since the last time they were around. They heard about her lack of dwelling and offered their home, and peach no matter what, would always leave cash on the kitchen table towards bills, or try to bring home the pokemon food or just help around the house as much as possible. They did not ask for this, but she had to do something in return. To them, peach kept their kids both tough and brought companionship. What more could they want?

Plum wanted to complete the Island trials, and so she went for that, while peach tagged along for the sake of travel, and the duo stuck through it all together and achieved some pretty neat things. Gaining more mons, lots of experience, and some seriously cool stories to tell. Did they always agree with each other? Oh hell no, they are polar opposites, but they made one complete and fully functional, well rounded human adult when together.

#logn text post #i dunno guys im rambling over here #i think theyd get along better without the ranger competetiveness #fruit salad #brainrot #long post

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