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lias-writings · 1 year

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The making of The Last of Us

pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, established relationship, pet names, fluff, mention of hickeys, little jealousy

summary: just a few cute moments shared between you and your partner bella during the filming TLOU<33

a/n: hi! so sorry I couldn’t pos this sooner but here we are, I had a really hard week and i finally managed to finish this today anyway thanks to everyone who voted it was helpful, I hope you have a nice day/night and im going to sleep, love ya, enjoy!! <3

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before you two started dating:

you and bella were the only people around your age during most of the filming a spending 3 months together filming and still had like 8 more to go you just grew closer and gained sort of feelings for each other. both of you were too shy to admit something and the fear of making things awkward wasn’t really handy.

when pedro after weeks finally made bella confess to you, you couldn’t be happier, you were about to spend another months with your now partner working on a tv show you’ve grown to love- what a dream, right?

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“get a room”

you were sitting on the grass, near the set, enjoying the sun. you haven’t seen much of it while working in canada so you were grateful for every sunny day.

re-reading your lines for scene you were supposed to film next and making sure you remember them correctly you heard footsteps behind you. you didn’t even had to look and you already knew who that is.

feeling two hand wrapping around your waist made it even more obvious to you.

“hi.” bella whispered in your ear gently. you could swear you heard his smile.

“hey.” you said back.

“what are doing love?” they asked while you turned your head to face them

“just reading the lines.” you answered holing eye contact with her and after few seconds of looking at each other with heart eyes and stupid smiles you felt his lips kissing your and you kissed back, almost immediately.

little kisses turned into a make out session but you two still held a little back, knowing anyone could be walking around.

after few seconds you felt bella’s hands back on your waist so instinctively put yours around their neck.

“jesus! seriously, get a room, you two are making single people cry.”

and that was all it took you and bella to open your eyes and almost jump from each other (you would if y’all weren’t sitting ofc).

“pedro, I swear to god, grow up!” you yelled with a smile creeping on your face. bella just chuckled and shook her head in amusement.

“yeah, yeah whatever, now get up we have a work to do, you can make out later.” the man said and started walking towards the set, which was few meters away.

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me? jealous? never!

a/n: lily’s not an actual actress from tlou I completely made her up for the story !! she/her pronouns used for lily :)) oh!! and bcs the 2nd most voted was jealous!bella hear is a short one and longer, better, is on its way !!!

so you and bella have been dating for a few months and everything is great. a few weeks ago you started filming new episode, which means new people on the set. you got friends with a girl named lily, who’s playing a background character and it’s going good so far.

you would never claim yourself as an oblivious person, you always could tell when people tried to hit on you, but this time, you were completely blind.

lily had a crush on you even before you started filming but seeing you in person made her fall for you even more. she knew you were in relationship with bella (I mean you two made it really obvious) and she knew it was wrong from her to like you but she couldn’t help herself.

she started with just small talks with you during the breaks or between each takes, she would even became friends with bella.

after few days she asked you to hang out, you being a perfect gf obviously told bella, who didn’t really mind because lily seemed nice to them as well.

after few weeks of your friendship with lily bella finally figured out what’s all this about but he didn’t want to seem possessive so she haven’t said anything.

they even wouldn’t if you weren’t completely oblivious and didn’t keep on hanging out with lily.

you of course noticed that bella has been more affectionate when people were around and that they haven’t been as nice to lily as they used to. (not that lily was nice to bella, she sort of ignored them whenever you were around)

“don’t you see that? she’s totally into you!” bella said not really calmly after you confronted her about her behaviour.

“what are you talking about? bella, she’s my friend.” you answered confused.

“she doesn’t wants to be friends with you, the way she looks at you, touches your arms whenever you’re around, or when she’s flirting with you? in front of me? that’s not friendship.” bella says back as if it was completely obvious. (it was)

“bella i-wait, are you jealous?”

“me? jealous? never.”

and that’s when it hit you. bella might be an amazing actor but they can’t lie (at least not to you). you also realised that he was right the whole time. looking back you couldn’t believe you were so blind, maybe you wanted to believe that she’s your friend so bad, you didn’t see the rest of it.

in the upcoming time you made sure that lily gets the hint that you are not interested in her and that you would never choose anyone over bella. (i mean who would, it’s bella)

bella also made sure that lily gets the hint by covering your neck (not just the neck but mainly) in blue and purple bruises, not that it was handy while filming ( your makeup artist wasn’t happy and you better believe that) but it fulfilled its purpose.

a/n: btw!! I might do something like this in future again, i had fun writing it!!

#bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey #beldro ramscal #bella ramsey fanfic #ellie williams x reader #bella ramsey fluff #fluff #hbo the last of us #part two maybe?#lia writes 🌷🛍️

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xdaddysprincessxx · 9 months

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Say your prayers little girl

Vampire Priest Joel Miller x f!stripper reader

Warnings: Dark fic/Dead Dove, non/dubcon (non bc he uses his powers on her taking away her consent but she does want it), religious theme, p in v (wrap ya dick kids), vampirism, blood, neck biting, mentions of sex work, oral (f receiving), dark fluff?? (The ending ended up softer than I intended), squirting, I believe that’s it!

Summary: Working in the adult industry tends to leave a bad taste in people’s mouth when they find out about your job. Growing up the church has been the only place you’ve been able to find solace and that’s where you seek solace now.

A/n: So I have no experience fucking vampiric priests but I do have religious trauma and a deep seeded need to fuck creatures of the night. Lightly edited, not beta’d, all mistakes are mine! Enjoy!(:

(Mood board made by moi 😇)

Living in LA is nothing like you imagined. Growing up in the Midwest, you moved out here for a fresh start with the hopes and dreams of becoming a movie star. Those hopes and dreams were dashed rather quickly when you struggled to find acting jobs and instead had to resort to working at a high end gentleman’s club. If you were being honest you did enjoy working at the club. You liked the attention, you liked the other dancers but most of all the money. However outside of the club it seemed as though everyone knew what you did for a living and despised you for it. Never in your life have you felt so judged by every passing face. You purposely wear an extra large hoodie with the hood up and sweat pants on just to go to the grocery store.

After working at the club for a few months, one night, around 3am, you were just getting off work. It was a chilly early Sunday morning, the streets covered in fog. Normally you drive to and from work but this particular night you didn’t have your car since it broke down on you a few nights ago. Walking the few blocks to your apartment you just happened to glance down the street you were crossing and saw a church sitting on the corner. Having only lived in the area for a few months, you hadn’t really explored it. Noticing the church doors were open, you decided to walk down to the church and take a peek inside. You grew up in the church. Your family went every sunday, your mom was the Sunday school teacher and your father and brothers regularly volunteered to help be alter boys or set up for fundraisers or whatever else the church needed. You always struggled with what they taught and stood for. If God is the one and only that you should worship why are we praying to all of these patron saints? If God answers prayers why isn’t he answering the prayers of those starving? Of those that are abused or dying from illness? Why does Debra from Mississippi who is judgmental and mean to others get her prayers of a fancy new car get answered but not little Susie who prays she gets taken away from her abusive father? At a rather young age, you struggled immensely with your faith and beliefs but you always found the church to be a place of comfort.

Approaching the front doors you notice some lights were on and someone was playing the organ. You slowly walked up the steps and went through the doors. As you walked in, there were pews on either side, a few random stragglers scattered all over and in front was an alter of Mary surrounded by lit candles and flowers laid at her feet. You passed the first two pews, choosing to stand in the back and just observe. You could hear someone quietly crying and sniffling, a couple of others whispering the rosary and before you know it you can hear soft footsteps behind you.

The sound of a man clearing his throat comes from behind you, making you jump and turn around.

“Well hello there. And who might you be?” says the priest with a smile.

Putting your hand over your fast beating heart, “Oh hi I’m so sorry Father. I saw the doors were open and I couldn’t help myself. I’ve always found comfort in the church.” You tell him as you introduce yourself.

“It’s very nice to meet you sweetheart, I’m Father Joel. Unfortunately we are about to close for the day. You see we like to keep rather strange hours for those who seek out the lord when others are usually in bed. But we will open back up at 10 o’clock tonight if you would like to come back.” He says sweetly as he touches your arm. You can’t help but have this overwhelming feeling of calm. You feel safe and wanted? Your not sure if wanted is the right word but it’s the closest to what you feel. The two of you smile at each other as the priest lifts open his other arm as a guide for you to go back out the doors you entered. You cast your eyes down as you walk back out into the early morning fog. Before you go to step down you turn back around only to be greeted by closed doors.

Hmm that’s weird. You didn’t hear the doors shut. In fact you didn’t hear anything nor did you see the other people leave. Confused as to what just happened you continue on your way back home.

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It’s been six months since you first discovered the church. You try to go as often as you can finding comfort not only in the church but with Father Joel as well. It didn’t take long for him to catch on to what you did for a living. But he never made you feel bad for it. In fact he seemed to be proud of you. One night you were on stage at work and you swore you saw his face in the crowd. That same night you found an envelope in your locker stuffed with money. Five thousand dollars to be exact. But today you decided to take the night off and go spend time at the church. The real reason why you liked to spend so much time there was Father Joel. You couldn’t help but be attracted to him. He had these beautiful brown eyes, fluffy curls on top of his head, the sweetest smile he seemed to save just for you. Oh and his smell! He had this scent to him, a clean yet woodsy scent that never failed to travel from your nose directly to your cunt. Ever since you’ve met him, you’ve been having these dreams of Father Joel. In these dreams you usually run into him in random places, sometimes it’s your house other times it’s a trail in a park you find yourself walking on. But every time he always gives you this look, a rather creepy smile and his eyes change color making him look evil before he dips his head down and kisses your throat. Always leaving kisses on your throat, kissing up your neck, nibbling on your ear sending the most delicious chills up your spine. You always feel this mix of being scared of him and also needing him so bad you might explode if he doesn’t touch you. Most of the dreams are just that. Running into Father Joel, him kissing your throat and neck and then you wake up. However lately the dreams have gone further. He’s started kissing your lips, you swear it feels as though he is actually pushing his tongue into your mouth and he’ll undress you leaving you naked and vulnerable. All for him he’d say as his eyes scan your body much like a predator would size up its prey. In your dream last night it was the same thing except this time after Father Joel undressed you he pulled his cock out, turned you around and pushed his cock in in one thrust. It felt so real you almost forgot it was a dream. He thrusted only a few times before you woke up only to be laying on a wet spot. As you jumped up off the bed, you gave it a quick sniff to make sure you didn’t pee. And sure enough it wasn’t pee. You must have been so turned on from your dream that your juices leaked out of your panties and left a little spot on your sheets.

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It’s already 11 o’clock at night when you make your way to the church. Wearing your favorite black dress with cap sleeves that hang off the shoulder and the bottom hits a little above your knees, you already feel better as you come into view of your sanctuary. Walking right in you immediately run into Father Joel hitting him square in the chest.

“Woah there little one. Not so fast now” he chuckles as he helps you straighten yourself back up. His hands holding your biceps as he stills and just stares at you.

“Father Joel I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there!” You say breathlessly with a chuckle. Your smile almost wiped clean off your face when you see the way he’s looking at you. His eyes. . .

Almost in a flash his eyes go back to their normal brown shade and he smiles at you again.

“You look beautiful tonight. Go on go find a seat in the front row. I’ll be in there soon.” Father Joel tells you. As if by magic you quickly walk to the front pew and sit down. You body moved automatically as if you had no say in your body at all.

Folding your hands in your lap, you look straight ahead at the alter of Mary. Her statue looks as if she’s looking down at you with a soft,caring look on her face. A look that’s almost as if she feels sorry for you.

Soon enough you feel Father Joel’s presence next to you. However you’re stuck. Frantically moving your eyes all around, You realize you can’t move your neck or your arms or any part of your body. Starting to feel scared, your stuck sitting down, facing forward with your hands in your lap. That’s when you feel Father Joel’s hand land on your thigh.

“You know sweetheart it’s not appropriate to wear pretty little dresses like this to church.” Comes his husky low voice whispering in your ear, “especially at night all alone.” His hand starts to slowly move up your thigh, pushing your dress up.

Gasping as if you’re just now able to catch your breath, you can feel your body and your able to move again. You barely move your head to the left when you felt his face on yours. His nose brushes your cheek and you can feel his warm breath on your face. His lips almost touching your cheek.

“You never know who or what you’ll run into sweetheart.” He says as he continues to push up your dress, his thumb rubbing your thigh. Soon your dress is pushed all the way up, exposing your black panties underneath.

“Oh sweetheart,” he says tsking, “you’re wet. Don’t you know lust is a sin baby?” Father Joel said in a very low, hushed tone. He took his finger and rubbed up your clothed slit making you notice the wet spot on your panties.

Sucking his teeth he makes a disappointing noise,

“F-fa-father Joel w-what are you doing? I- we we can’t do this! Y-you’re a priest.” You hurriedly whispered to him. In your head you wanted him to touch you, you wanted your dreams to come true but you also knew he took vows as a priest. There was no way he could ever have relations with you. Not in the way you wanted.

“Oh sweetheart don’t be so naive,” he says as he nips at your neck, “I never said I was a good man. I never said I was a man at all.”

Terrified at the last thing he just said, you turn to face him and that’s when you see his pupils have gone black and his lips pushed back, exposing fangs.

You gasp, eyes go wide as you take in the sight of a man you thought you knew.

“Now get on your knees and pray.” He demands.

Your body obeys his demands as you sink to your knees and you bend forward, resting on your forearms, clasping your hands together as your bow your head in prayer.

You happen to glance up at the statue of Mary and she’s crying tears of blood! The flames of the candles seem to be flickering even higher and you notice there’s no other noise, no music, no murmurs. You feel Father Joel kneel behind you, his big hands gripping your hips and bringing your ass to meet his crotch.

“Mm you’re such a good, obedient little one,” Joel croons as he grabs your hair and pulls you up so your back is touching his chest, “Don’t worry baby you’ll like this next part.” Smirking, he whispers in your ear before opening his mouth and biting down on your neck just below your ear.

Your mouth drops open in a silent scream, the searing pain you feel from the bite. Tears start to fall down your face, you’ve never felt a worse pain than this. The pain seems to get worse, you can feel him sucking the area he just bit. All too soon you feel your energy drain.

Licking his lips, “Mm you have the sweetest taste my little one. You’re mine now. Your blood is mine, your body is mine.” He says in a hushed tone as he begins to lick your wound, laying chaste kisses on and around it as he goes. As weak as you are, you can’t help but feel these licks and kisses, it’s almost as if they’re in high definition. In fact all your senses feel sharper, more defined. Joel brings his wrist up to his mouth slicing open his wrist on a fang.

“Open wide my little one, I need you to drink the body and blood of your savior.” Joel says as he lifts his bleeding wrist to your open mouth. You suddenly find yourself extremely thirsty, your throat burning. When he offers his wrist, you suck down every drop greedily.

“Mm ooohh yes just like that baby drink every drop.” He moans out loud. Hearing him moan as you drink from him turns you on. Makes you want to do more to cause him to make those sounds.

Your face is covered in blood just like Father Joel’s as he pulls his wrist from your mouth and shoves your head down, forcing you back into a bow.

"Give your body to me now, let your savior in little one." Joel grunts out as he let's go of the back of your head and reaches down to pull your panties down. They drop around your knees, your hands go to clasp in prayer again as you feel him pull his cock out and rub it up and down your soaked folds.

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned, my cunt craves your cock Father. Please fuck me. Use my body, it's yours." You confess to him. This man, this creature, whoever and whatever he is; you want him. Your very soul now craves him.

Grunting, Joel slowly dips the head of his cock in your entrance, just barely giving you the tip before he pulls back and dips back in, giving you a little at a time. After a few teases, he pulls out and thrusts his cock in in one swift motion, filling you like no one has ever filled you. He begins to pump his cock in and out, you can feel your walls stretching just to try and accommodate his length.

"Ooohhgg nnggg yes father!! Oh fuck me! Fuck my cunt father!" You moan loudly, without a care in the world, "My body is yours! All yours! Fuck your cunt Father!" You scream out as he continues to pound into you mercilessly.

Hearing you declare yourself to him has Joel ready to bust. He's been watching you this entire time. From the very first meeting that he orchestrated, he knew you'd be so sweet and everything he wants and needs. He first saw you walking into the club, you looked too young and innocent to be a dancer. He immediately tapped into your thoughts and was able to discover everything he needed to know. Like how you're new to the area and very much alone and how you struggle with your faith in God but find comfort in the church. That gave him the idea to set up a trap just for you. See Joel owned this house on the corner. It's one of many, and this particular one, he decided to decorate it like a church. One day, he just happened to walk by your apartment and saw your car parked out front. Good thing he happened to be there because your car was leaking fluids, and Joel just happened to have a knife on him and he cut your fluid lines. It took you a couple of days but eventually, you stumbled upon his church and now he has you right where he wants you.

Joel continues to pound into you over and over, spearing you on his cock. The head kisses your cervix, making you scream out in pleasure. You can’t help but fuck yourself back on his cock. Pushing back on him almost as hard as he’s pushing into you. You feel yourself getting so close, never having felt a cock fuck you so good you came from penetration alone. You just need a little bit of attention to your clit.

“Fuck that’s it baby just like that. Fuck yourself on my cock. Nngh ooh oh fuck”

You feel Father Joel’s thrusts start to stutter, after a few more thrusts you can feel his dick pulse inside you, coating your walls with his thick load. You let out a whine as you feel him pull out. You were so close to coming, if only you could’ve touched yourself a little bit you would’ve came but he finished before you got a chance.

Joel pulls out and holds your pussy lips open with his thumbs as he admires his cum slowly pushing out of your entrance.

Hearing your whine Joel grabs your hips and helps roll you on your back. Once your completely on your back, he opens your legs, pushing your knees back up in your chest,

“Oh you poor thing. You didn’t get to cum yet did you? You just let me use this pretty little cunt huh? Don’t worry sweetheart it’s my turn to worship your heavenly body at the alter I built just for you.” Joel says to your sore pussy. Looking down at Father Joel, watching him stare at your cunt has you whimpering as he lowers his face and licks a wide stripe up your slit. Holding your legs up and he keeps his hands on the backs of your thighs, you can’t help but gush even more as he begins to suck on your clit as though it’s the most delicious piece of hard candy he’s ever tasted. You feel your high begin to build again in no time.

Joel can’t help but moan into your pussy. The taste of you and him combined is the sweetest nectar he has had the pleasure of experiencing. He starts to swirl his tongue around your clit while simultaneously sucking on it making you squirm around. His grip on your thighs tightens as he continues to feast from your body.

“Ooh oh fuck right there! Right there! Oh fuck! Yessss!” You scream out loud as you hit the hardest orgasm you’ve ever received. You pussy gushes so hard you actually squirt, watching it hit Joel in the face. He has a look of intense hunger as he opens his mouth to collect every drop.

Joel’s mouth leaves your body as you continue to lay there with legs shaking. He slowly lifts up and looks at you with a devilish grin.

“Let’s get you home and cleaned up my love. There’s a lot I have to teach you and show you now that you’re mine.” Joel says as he pulls your panties up. Finally starting to get your wits about you, you realize your covered in blood. So is he. Joel goes to stand to fix himself when he rips the white collar out,

“Don’t need this anymore” he chuckles as he throws it to the side. He reaches back down, placing an arm under your back and the other arm under your legs and picking you up like a baby, cradling you to his body.

Glancing around the empty church, “Father Joel what happened to the other people who were in here?” You ask.

“ Just Joel baby. You can call me Joel. And they were all an illusion my love. Merely a figment of your imagination. I had to make this church believable for you sweetheart. If I kept it empty you would’ve been suspicious. I couldn’t have that now could I?” He replies.

Despite all of the red flags that have been going off, you are perfectly content. Happy to be in his arms as he walks out the doors and down the steps to a car parked outside. Carefully opening the door, Joel sits you down in the passenger seat before shutting the door and walking around to the drivers side to get in.

Once inside the car, Joel starts up the engine and goes to grab your hand,

“Let’s go home my love” he says to you smiling. You smile back at him, ready to spend the rest of your days by his side.

A/n: I hope y’all enjoyed this! It literally came to me the other night while I was getting dicked down lol (: anyways yea. Thank you so so much for every like/reblog/comment! You guys are the best!♥️

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fishtail-tavra · 7 months

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Dreamed of 1980’s animated adaptation of Age of Resistance (in the style of the last unicorn) and to be honest it was super fun

They pushed everything into one, hour and a half movie, so a lot of things that were secrets weren’t anymore and the set up got changed to move things right to the climax-

So everyone knows the Skeksis are evil and eating people, but the Skeksis are holding everyone hostage saying the Dark Crystal will die without them (taking all of Thra with it) and THEY will die without Gelfling essence, so from the very start tithes include sacrifices and the retuning of the drained people and

In my dream I cared more about the gays though, meaning Tavra and Onica.

Tavra got introduced arriving late to some big party Mayrin was hosting for the visiting Skeksis- no actually, it was for Brea? Some kind of coming of age thing?- anyway, Tavra trips and falls on her face coming in the doors and everyone’s very O_O; except her sisters who are already running over to say hi

She tripped though bc she saw ONICA in the crowd, disguised, and there were a lot of shots of her in the background during the main action of the party, looking worried and discreetly talking with Totally Not Onica while spilling things on herself absentmindedly or having to get tugged out of the way gently by Onica before she runs into/got run into by someone else

(there’s a morning scene later where we see them in bed together- very PG- both still fully dressed bc Tavra was up most of the night worrying- but Onica is watching Tavra sleep now, reaching out to touch her recently shortened hair (more on that later), and Tavra wakes up from that, smiling, and it’s the first time in the movie we see her really smile so)

In my dream I was mostly busy looking at screen caps and gifs of these two, but there was other changes I had fun with, like BADASS ARCHER NAIA

Naia showing up at the last big battle-

(right before the Skeksis get spooked into unleash the garthim and the clans all scatter desperately hoping at least one Gelfling survives the slaughter long enough to fulfil the Far-Dream that Onica led them into dreaming together blah blah)

-with this MASSIVE bow, bigger than she is, (lots of cool shots of her arms and back muscles whenever she drew it) and to fire the thing she actually needs to be either standing on something (usually her brother) (or one time both Kylan and Amri stood in for a single Gurjin) or she needs to be airborne

She and Gurjin had this trick where he’d kneel down and she’d run and jump on him, he’d boost her up, and she’d use her wings to slow her fall long enough to get off a shot or two before landing again

She didn’t used it to kill anyone (except Arathim) bc movie Naia still was big on not having the Mystics as collateral damage for stopping the Skeksis,

But she did get a few really dramatic shots- once shattering a Skeksis’s jeweled staff when they were using it to hypnotized and then almost kill someone- and another where (after her own bow got broken) she picks up urVa’s bow (MUCH bigger than hers) and uses her legs while lying on the ground wounded to shoot a flask of essence out of a skeksis hand before they can drink it

In this adaption though Brea is the one who really gets the rebellion kicking, still by reading something, but not a book this time

The movie had Brea going through the trial by wing that her grandmother started as like a coming of age/proof of power to rule kinda thing, where the women who lead the Vapra have to fly the dangerous winds of Raunip’s Pass alone, reach this one high spot where Raunip left an inscription, read it and bring back a stone from the pile siting nearby

This rock pile and inscribed stone is actually the movie version of Lore,

only this time Lore was created by ye oldie Tavra (Raunip’s Friend) to keep her friend Raunip company long after she was dead, and as a way to show no hard feelings for the fight they had over the UrSkeks.

But when Raunip left for the last time (passing through the mountains of Tavra’s home and what would later get named Raunip’s pass) he left Lore behind in the cliffs overlooking Ha’rar, so the Dream-Stitched stone could watch over Tavra’s people even after he was gone

This choked me up every time dream me saw a dream post about it ngl

Anyway, Seladon the 1st, Mayrin, Seladon the 2nd, and Tavra had all just flown up there, seen some old oddly etched rocks, the dedication from Raunip to his friend Tavra, shrugged and grabbed a rock before leaving

(the size of the rock you could manage to haul back was also part of the trial and Seladon was feeling both worried for ‘airheaded’ Brea and insecure knowing her little sister was probably going to bring back a larger stone than Seladon- with her crooked wing- had felt safe carrying)

Only Brea actually takes an interest the ancient writing and the symbols and the odd carvings and she gets distracted clearing away some dirt and rubble

underneath she finds the Dream-Stitching, activates it, gets a lore dump from ye oldie Tavra’s memories AND gets Lore itself to wake up, when it turns out to be able to play recordings of Raunip’s voice etched into stone- Tavra’s real gift to him, a way for him to Dream-Stitch his memories and be remembered even without vliya- so Brea ALSO gets all of RAUNIP’S fears and confessions about his involvement with the second great conjunction and the UrSkeks and the shattering and how things have gone downhill since then and

Brea’s family is getting increasingly worried she’s taking so long, what if she got smashing on the rocks by the winds, what if she’s hurt and needs help-

and the Skeksis get a chance to be evil and manipulative commenting that if Brea isn’t strong enough to follow in her grandmother’s flight path then maybe it’s the will of Thra that she fails this challenge and never comes home

I think I remember this being one of those moments where you can see everyone’s different reactions in a single frame, and it went something like Mayrin: devastated, Seladon: flinching and cringing, Tavra: looking absolutely murderous.

This is when Tavra steps forward and when questioned says she’s going to go look for her sister, since it was the will of Thra that they BE sisters in the first place, and Seladon hesitates before also saying she’ll go with Tavra

But that’s when Brea comes home with an entire rock monster and sort of accidentally starts a rebellion by asking questions, so

The night BEFORE this, the party scene, with the tithing and the prepping Brea for her big day, there had been this moment when the drained Gelflings were returned home, and Mira was one of them

And so Rian had come too, because up until this moment the “crystal anointed” were kept in seclusion, hooded and veiled, to keep a general panic from breaking out, and they only were released back to their own family in the clan they came from

(an information isolation tactic, to help the Skeksis spread rumors of each clan paying more than the other, or of their offered Gelfling being less worthy of the Crystal’s light and THAT’S why they are Like That Now, but the other clans aren’t being effected, no no no it’s totally just you, and you’re also having to give more people because the richer clans are paying more in tithes to send fewer offerings, so really the ones you should be mad at are the OTHER CLANS, not the Skeksis, the Skeksis don’t care how they get their sacrifices, the Skeksis only care about maintaining the Crystal that maintains all life on Thra obviously-)

Rian followed them to Ha’rar (with Gurjin) (and Naia because Naia’s not letting her twin go off into maybe danger without her) to finally reunite with Mira, but she’s been SO badly drained he barely recognizes her and she DOESN’T recognize him,

Cue very sad scene of Rian trying to help her remember, and after a bit she does reach out to dreamfast, like its instinct, only nothing happens, and Naia (the healer) checks and declares she doesn’t have enough vliya to dreamfast with- in fact, she doesn’t have enough to stay alive with, even. She isn’t just old and drained looking. She’s dying.

Rian is horrified, Rian breaks down, Rian shouts at the Skeksis while crying and holding Mira close,

The Skeksis don’t like that and we get a fun dramatic party screeches to a halt scene as the General gets up and draws his sword

Dream me thought it was very fun that Gurjin still got his hero moment, causing a distraction by taking on the castle guards that came here with the Skeksis so Rian could get Mira away

(also callback to the first movie, with a drained and totally out of it Mira still managing to break her and Rian’s fall with her wings when he has to throw them off a cliff)

(he totally thought they were gonna die together and was fine with that)

(instead they land on a Sifa ship and WOOO YEAH TAE AND ETHRI ARE HERE totally not because Oinca had a feeling it would be good and convenient if they parked their ship in this very specific spot)

Back in Ha’rar, Gurjin is captured by the guard, a pissed Naia challenges and fights the general about it

(there was a scene were the Skeksis realize Naia and Gurjin are twins and get Excited about that)

So they make a deal with Naia, if she wins, her brother will go free, if she loses… they both will go to the crystal together.

And while all THIS was happening, BREA ran off to fetch Tavra, who’d slipped away at some point, and runs in on the secret that her big stern sister is very much kissing a Sifa, which these days is Very Very illegal, but Brea’s just shocked to see very serious soldier Tavvra actually kissing anyone-

She remembers to tell Tavra what’s happening at the party, Tavra dives out the nearest window to get there faster, Onica suggests she and Brea take a detour along the way

(the detour is to set up a small tricky sabotage that will let Naia escape in moment)

The first time we see Tavra do anything cool in the movie is when she breaks through a window, sword drawn, and slashes at the General’s hand to make him drop Naia when he has her by the throat

Tavra and the General duel, Naia uses this distraction to attack the guards holding Gurjin and they exit stage right pursued by more guards, Seladon is freaking out and Mayrin calls for Tavra to stand down-

And in the tags of one post about this, ppl talk about how earlier in the movie it was set up how Gelfling don’t normally cut there hair short, since hair is kinda like tree rings or roots to them, so getting rid of it is like throwing away your life up till then and wanting to forget/distance yourself from it

(a thing traditionally associated with criminals, outlaws, Gelflings who went against their families)

BUT lately short hair has ALSO been used by rebels, the rumored Gelflings who refuse to pay tithes or offer up people to the castle

So this scene comes up, Tavra's duel, where the General says something like “blah blah traitorous Vapra, blah, oath breaking Gelfling scum”

And Tavra’s just like, it’s not breaking a vow to defend the people I’ve sworn to protect- which makes the General so mad he tries decapitating her, only she just kneels in response and bows her head-

So the sword cuts off her braid of hair instead. Big crowd reaction shot and gasp

(also revelation that Tavra’s hair is really wavy/curly when it’s short and not tied back, I don’t know why dream me thought that detail was super fun)

(tags on this post point out that this is kinda like, symbolism of how the Skeksis have being cutting Gelfling’s off from their actual old laws and traditions while making Gelflings bow to them instead)

And the other Skeksis sees this, hears the murmurs and muttering, sees the very bad PR image of a Skeksis about to kill a princess who is kneeling on the floor before him WHILE ALL THEIR PERSONAL GUARDS ARE MISSING and rushes in to pull the General back before he can split Tavra down the middle

The party ends… awkwardly, with the Skeksis placating the crowd by commending Tavra (through gritted beaks) for withstanding their ‘test’ of her loyalty and duty to her vows as a paladin, which they totally did on purpose, never would have actually killed anyone nope

They just barely restrain most of their rage when the guards come back (covered in odd powders that make them sneeze and slipping on boots covered in grease) to report that the three ‘criminals’ have escaped with their ‘abducted’ ‘prisoner’ (Mira)

annnnnnd they’re forced to accept Mayrin’s offer of Tavra leading her soldiers on the search, since they’re the only ones who know Ha’rar well enough to do it

(quick scene of Tavra directing her paladins to search the mountains and the cliffs and the village and the valley, and… no, not the seashore or the coast. Without the help of a Sifa they wouldn’t survive long there and would have to turn inland soon anyway. it’s not like there are any Sifa up here right now. Right? Right.)

I think I also remember that Deet gets introduced while she’s dreamfasting a giant taint-maddened nebrie-

(she can’t heal them, but as long as she’s dreamfasting with them SHE can take on the pain and horror of the taint, and when she sings while doing that they fall peacefully asleep, letting anyone nearby get safely away)

And it turns out she’s been working so hard to find out what’s going on with the tainted creatures of Thra she’s become sensitive to the presence of the taint, AND good enough at listening with her vliya that she can hear and understand what the Trees are saying, even though their voices have almost gone quiet

The trees lost contract with each other as the taint spread (some of them being taken over by it even) so Deet got sent out by her clan’s Tree to contact / warn / bring messages to the other trees and their clans

There was still that cool moment of Kylan dreamstitching the warning onto flower petals and everyone watching them fly off in a cloud so I guess Deet recruited him at some point… or no… maybe that was to summon the clans to what ended up being the big final battle?

I feel like there was a ‘lighting the beacons’ scene where all the clans lit their blue flames and a moment (echoing the opening of the tv show) where we saw their leaders all standing together in dreamfast on a map vision of Skarith land, reaching out to each other around a shared blue fire….

Anyway taking on the suffering of the taint was slowly tainting Deet herself, and she kept lashing out in pain more, or getting lost in the nightmare visions of the crystal’s breaking

She got one cool scene at the end though.

After the Gelfling come together to Far-Dream the prophecy of how the Skeksis might fall and the Skeksis see this and, in a panic, unleash all their Garthim before they can even control them properly, leading to many Gelfling being killed instead of captured for draining-

Deet is one of the ones caught and brought back to be drained, but she’s laughing when they strap her into the draining chair, and when she calls out,

all the tainted creatures she’s helped over the movie wake up in time to cause havoc on any nearby garthim-

and so do the Trees, reconnected briefly THROUGH the spreading taint BY Deet as she’s being DRAINED by the crystal, and the connection lasts just long enough for their roots to soak up as much of the taint as they can while tearing up the ground around the castle, breaking the crystal (and the taint’s) direct connection to the rest of Thra-

The trees all die, burning up in a last blaze of vliya along with Deet, but the tainted creatures aren't tainted anymore, and outside the barren land around the castle everything else starts growing in healthy again

Turns out it was the world that was feeding life to the crystal, not the other way around

(another skeksis lie)

Which makes the skeksis ultra SUPER unhappy the garthim rampage killed off so many useful Gelflings before their essence could be drained

The stinger ending was Kylan finishing writing all this down and hiding the book just before garthim burst in, the shot of his hand desperately tucking the book away-

-jump cutting to Jen’s hand gently pulling it’s crumbling pages out of hiding who knows how many trine later

Final shot being a slow pull back and pan out of Jen calling to Kira about what he found, and her excitedly calling back that she thinks a small nearby sapling might have just talked to her, so maybe he could read the book aloud to both of them?

end credits roll over the scene as Jen reads and Kira clears away weeds from a young baby tree, while fizzgig gets chased around the clearing by a whole pack of little angry baby fizzgigs

And that’s it, that’s the movie adaption that doesn’t exist but I got to be in the fandom of for a few glorious minutes

The last unicorn animation style REALLY went well with the vibes. loved it.

#the dark crystal: age of resistance #tdc:aor #tavra #brea #naia #rian #gurjin #deet #onica #adaption #au #non-canon

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lyrakanefanatic · 7 months

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Part 2 of songs that I think would fit phone girl and Graysons relationship!!

- Slut!: I saw @philomenacunkstan1 talk about this already, but I just wanted to mention it bc it fits them SO well!!

“Everybody wants him, that was my crime” everybody DOES want him 🤔🤔

“In a world of boys he’s a, gentleman” he is a gentleman, and I know he’d be so kind and sweet with her 🤭🤭

Willow: “life was a willow and it bent right to your wind” this fits them so well bc it’s mentioned a lot in the books that the world bent to the will of Grayson Hawthorne!!

okay there’s not rlly much more lyrics that I can think of but I feel like this song would just be perfect for them okay, don’t judge 😔

Gold rush: “eyes like sinking ships on waters so inviting I almost jump in” this is just to appreciate graysons ocean orbs 🥺🥺 jk I know phone girl finds them pretty

“I don’t like that anybody would die to feel your touch” phone girl being jealous of ppl who want him 😜😜

“Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you” basically the whole world loving him and then being disappointed when he dates phone girl bc he was the only single Hawthorne left 💀

“Everybody wants you, but I don’t like a gold rush” Everybody DOES want him, and also it’s phone girl trying to convince herself she’s not in love with him (she is)

“What must it be like, to grow up that beautiful? With your hair falling into place like dominos” So I think this lyric isn’t just about Grayson growing up beautiful and having everybody be in love with him, but its also about him growing up rich and being able to have all these luxuries that phone girl never could

“I don’t dare to dream about you anymore at dinner parties” we ALL know that phone girl was forced to go to those fancy dinner parties, and the whole time she was just in her own little world, fantasizing about Grayson suits 💀💀💀

Labyrinth: “uh oh, I’m falling in love” Phone girl when she realizes that she was falling in love with Grayson despite her trying to believe that she wasn’t

“Oh no, I’m falling in love again” Grayson when he realizes that he fell in love with phone girl, and him being scared of falling in love with her because every girl hes loved somehow leaves 😭😭💔

“I thought the plane was going down, how’d you turn it right around?” The first lyric, “I thought the plane was going down” is Grayson when he believes that his love life was going down and that he’ll never find his special person, and then the second lyric “how’d you turn it right around” is when he starts to believe that he can really love phone girl (😭😭💖)

“You would break your back to make me break a smile” i know Grayson would just be so kind and loving and would always try to make her smile and omggg 😭❤️❤️

Nothing new: Okay for this one I like to think that the first verses (or whatever you call them) are about phone girl and the others are about Grayson!

“And I know it’s sad, but this is what I think about” phone girl think about her dad and wondering what it’d be like if the hawthornes had never “killed” him

“I wake up, in the middle of the night, it’s like I can feel time moving” I have a feeling that she’s had sleepless nights thinking about her dad and how the hawthornes were involved with his death before she called Grayson

“How can a person know everything at 18, but nothing at 22” I just think this is fitting bc if she’s the same age as Grayson then she would be 22 so LOL

Okay, now graysons part!

“All this crying in my room, when you cant blame it on my youth, and roll your eyes, with affection” I feel like instead of “blame it on my youth” it would instead be “blame it on my childhood” (and I know that Grayson definitely just loses it and starts sobbing in his room ☹️💔)

“I’ve had, too much to drink tonight” hawthornes and their drinking problems 🙄

“How did I go from growing up to breaking down?” The different graysons, like from when Avery was just written into the will to the end of the brothers Hawthorne 😭😭 (the 911 he called)

“I wake up, in the middle of the night, it’s like I can feel time moving” I know that Grayson has had a lot of sleepless nights too, like when he finds out about all the terrible things his grandfather had done and also when he regrets how he treated Avery ☹️

“How can a person know everything at 18, but nothing at 22?” When he knew “everything”when Avery was just written into the will, and now he feels broken 😭😭

“Will you still want me, when I’m nothing new?” Grayson when he doesn’t believe that phone girl loves him because he thinks he’s “broken”

“I know someday I’m gonna meet her, it’s a fever dream” eve and phone girl definitely met and phone girl couldn’t help feeling jealous when she knew eve and graysons history

“The kind of radiance you only have at 17” I have a feeling that she’ll be jealous of how eve looks and acts because I have a feeling it’ll be the opposite of phone girl (she thinks that eves his “type”)

“I’ll say I’m happy for her, then I’ll cry myself to sleep” phone girl bc she STILL believes that graysons gonna date eve or something 😭

“But I wonder if they’ll miss me once they drive me out” but change “they” to “he” bc Grayson has a habit of pushing people away whenever he gets close with somebody (💔☹️)

Okay that’s it, and also I just wanted to say that I forgot to save this so like THE WHOLE THING was deleted and I had to redo it allll over again and it pissed me off so bad 😤 but yeah, feel free to say any songs that you think would fit them!!

#this took so long #i love them smmm #phonegirl #grayson hawthorne #the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #xander hawthorne #the brothers hawthorne #libby grambs #maxine liu #phone girl

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heliads · 2 years

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Hii I was wondering if you could write a Peter Hayse x Fem!Reader where the transfers are paired with a Dauntless-Born as a training exercise, and everyone wonders why the two get paired together and actually get along. bc she's like super sweet and not at all like Peter. But it turns out she's just as brutal and intense as he is, which is super scary but Peter is super into it - especially bc he doesn't have to fight against her, instead with her.

Ofc you don't have to write this! And you're stuff is amazing 🥰🥰

may not have seen top gun but i can still contribute to the miles teller obsession

masterlist

The initiates have been messing things up again, which might be why today is the way that it is. They’ve all been too loud, too easily distracted. Even Peter Hayes, the one person here who’s trying his hardest to end up on top, is at fault for this as well.

He can’t even help it, initiation just gets boring sometimes. He never thought he’d find himself saying such a thing, especially since their entrance into Dauntless started with them jumping off of a building, but it’s true. They’ve stuck with the same sort of training schedule for a couple of weeks now, and it’s making Peter lose his mind.

He’s not the only one losing it, either. All of the transfer initiates are rough at the seams by now, snapping at each other even more than Dauntless training demands. They’re acting out and causing problems, which is probably why Eric Coulter takes it into his head one day that if the trainees want a change, they’ll get one.

By now, Peter should have learned that Eric’s ideas are rarely fun for anyone who isn’t a training leader, but he still starts to perk up when the man mentions that they’ll be doing something different today. Peter’s good mood starts to flatten, however, when a door opens at the far side of the training complex and the Dauntless-born initiates walk in. This isn’t going to be a joyous afternoon, now, will it?

Eric’s devious grin deepens as if he can sense the desolation currently settling in around the room. Then again, Peter can see it in every other face as well. There’s one former Erudite a few paces away who looks like he’s choking back tears just from brainstorming all the ways that today could go wrong.

The training leader for the Dauntless-born reaches them, and Eric starts to address the room at large once more.

“Alright, then. We wanted to switch a few things up, keep you on your toes. Dauntless isn’t meant to be easy, nor routine, so you’d better learn to adapt quickly or you’ll end up somewhere you won’t enjoy half as much as here.”

That place is with the factionless, obviously. Threatening to kick the initiates out of Dauntless is one of Eric’s favorite gimmicks, and he never tires of tossing out the option just to see everyone’s stress level rise. Not Peter, though. He’s not going to let himself do anything but succeed here, no matter what it takes.

Eric allows himself a brief glance around the room, obviously treasuring the wave of nerves that’s just surfaced, then continues.

“We’ll be arranging fights between the transfers and the Dauntless-born, all based on your ranks. It’ll work like normal fights do, so get ready to head in the ring the second you hear your name called. Lauren and I will be watching the rounds, so if you want to do anything except drop behind in the rankings, I’d suggest you do your best to win.”

With that bright and cheery statement, Eric and the leader of the Dauntless-born, Lauren, start to announce the first round of fights. Peter considers the Dauntless-born warily, trying to pick out which opponents will be harder to crack than others.

They all look rough and hardened, but then again, appearances can be deceiving. Just because they were able to dye their hair at an earlier age than Peter doesn’t mean that he can’t kick their collective asses right here, right now.

Like a dream, Peter hears his name shouted from across the training hall, and just like that, his scheming time is over.

“Peter Hayes and… Y/N L/N!”

He scans the crowd hastily to figure out which one is Y/N, and spots her emerging from a pack of her friends. At first glance, she appears much like the others, but Peter starts to notice a confidence in the set of her shoulders, a sharp glare in her eyes much like his own. He can tell one truth even before they get into their initial fighting stances: this one is going to be hard.

Peter has no more moments left to ponder, however; they’ve jumped up into a fighting ring and it’s time to start. Surprisingly, both Eric and Lauren have stuck around to see how this match ends. If what Eric said is true, Y/N is likely at the same ranking as Peter, which means that they’re both near the top, if not at first place.

Yes, this is going to be difficult, but then again, what the hell here isn’t? Peter decides to let his nerves drive him on and he attacks first, which is usually a mistake, but he wants to see how Y/N will react. She responds as most of the higher level fighters do, by immediately sidestepping and aiming a new blow towards him, but she’ll be wrong if she thinks Peter will be fooled by one opening move.

He’s expecting this, of course, which is why his initial attack was a feint. He’s able to duck under her arm and counterattack by slamming his fist towards the side of her head, hoping to at least mess with her sense of balance if not strike her outright.

Peter has to admit it, Y/N’s good. Really good, actually. He gets it now why Eric and Lauren are still standing around, and why this fight is attracting a crowd of other initiates. Peter doesn’t think he’s faced a foe like this in his entire time at Dauntless, which is why even though he gets the feeling he isn’t going to win this one, he’s still having a good time.

That’s what Peter enjoys, anyway, a challenge. He doubts most of the other trainees here would agree with that, they probably all think he only transferred to Dauntless so he could kick babies or push people out of moving train cars. All in moderation, of course, but he’s mainly here so he can test his limits and the limits of those around him.

All this time, Peter has been hoping to find the final line drawn in the sand, the point at which he’ll fight his hardest and someone will finally push back hard enough to shock him. He wants an ending, terrible and cruel, he wants to find somebody who will go head to head with him and make him seriously doubt who will win. Peter didn’t expect to find this person in Y/N, but he’s not about to find a problem with it now.

In the end, they tie, which no one expects, least of all the training instructors still watching them. Peter and Y/N manage to put each other in simultaneous holds in which neither person can escape, and they struggle on the ground for a while before Lauren gives in and calls a stalemate. Peter can tell Eric wasn’t too pleased about that, the man would have gladly seen them keep fighting for hours until one of them finally gave in, but other fights need this ring too and so they’re allowed to leave.

Peter relaxes his grip at last, standing up slowly amid a chorus of pain from his knees and joints. He holds a hand out to Y/N, secretly using the time as an excuse to stare at her a little longer. Yeah, she’s cute. He’s not above noticing that, especially when she’s as cool as she is.

Y/N regards his outstretched hand with a raised eyebrow. “If you think I’m going to give you a chance to judo flip me again, you’re wrong.”

Peter grins, even as she stands up without laying another finger on him. “If I was going to flip you again, I wouldn’t need to fake you out with an offer for support. I’d just do it.”

Y/N scoffs, although Peter swears he can see the corners of her lips flicking up into a smile. “Yeah, right. I think you need all the help you can get. Otherwise, you would have actually won that fight.”

With that, she tosses him one last casual glance, a simple once over, and then she’s gone, jumping casually off of the raised platform and melding back into her group of Dauntless-born friends. Peter watches her go a second longer, then decides to risk his life a little more and follows her.

A brief thought flashes through his head that she may not actually want to see him, but just as Peter considers turning around, Y/N looks back at him and smiles, actually smiles this time.

“What,” she says, “haven’t had enough of me kicking your ass?”

Peter snickers before he can stop himself. “Yeah, there was a lot of ass kicking in the tie we had. We were dead even, remember?”

Y/N rolls her eyes. “That’s just because Lauren felt pity for you. She knows what it’s like for me to constantly beat people up, and she wanted to save your ego. Eric too, obviously, because us Dauntless-born are way better than his group.”

Peter arches a brow. “Way better? Now you’re just being ridiculous.”

“Not ridiculous,” she proclaims, “just honest. You’re the former Candor, aren’t you? You know I’m telling the truth.”

Peter is about to object to this when a better comeback occurs to him. “How’d you know I was a former Candor? I haven’t seen a Dauntless-born since we got here on that train.”

Y/N nods. “Yeah, and I saw you on that train. Don’t read too much into it.”

Peter smirks. “Well, I’m glad that you remembered me so well. I’ve clearly made an excellent impression on you.”

Y/N gives him an irritated look, but she can’t hold it for long, too busy trying unsuccessfully to hide another smile. They end up talking for a while after that, so much so that Peter’s allies over in the transfers confront him about it later that night. They all seem stunned that Peter, known the world over for being as cruel as he is strong, would spend time with Y/N, who only seems brutal in the ring.

After casually observing her at dinner, Peter realizes that it’s true. She laughs and jokes with her friends, tossing out smiles like she were Amity instead of Dauntless. It’s only when she starts a fight that something in her personality switches, and suddenly she’s just as tough as Peter himself.

When he tries to voice that to his friends, though, all Peter manages to say is that she’s a good fighter. They don’t seem convinced, so he supposes it’s a good thing that the Dauntless-born are there again in their training room the next day. This time, Peter doesn’t have to fight her in the first round, so he gets to sit back and watch her take on another one of the transfers.

Peter takes up a place near her ring, his friends beside him. He jerks his chin up at Y/N just as she gets into her opening stance.

“See, watch her and you’ll know what I mean. Trust me, she’s pretty intense.”

His friends are doubtful in the beginning, but once Y/N takes out the second highest ranked transfer within the span of about thirty seconds, they’re convinced fairly quickly. There’s a look in her eyes when she stands up, a brutal sort of stare that only matches the blood on her knuckles. The guy at her feet is so unconscious Peter feels the need to check and see if he’s still breathing, but he can’t seem to spare a second glance towards anyone who isn’t Y/N.

Y/N heads out of the fighting ring, as it’s pretty obvious that she’s won by a long shot. Peter watches her weave through the crowds of trainees towards the door, but she turns her head to look him in the eyes before disappearing out into the hall. It’s a quiet invitation, but all that Peter needs to convince himself to follow her once more.

The corridors of the Dauntless complex are cool and quiet as compared to the restless heat of the training room. It’s a balm against Peter’s skin, slowing him down even as his footsteps pick up. He finds Y/N within a few moments of walking, just around the corner, leaning casually against a wall as if she has been waiting her whole life for him to show up. He wishes it could be true, of course, that she could feel something half as strong as the pulse-racing stranger currently taking up residence in his chest.

“So,” she asks, casual as ever, “what did you think? Did I make my fellow Dauntless-born proud?”

Peter tries to match her attitude, as cool as he can manage. “I’d say so. I think you could have done it a little faster, though. I mean, you were in that ring for almost a minute. That’s way too long.”

Y/N chuckles. “I’ll try to do better next time.”

Peter’s lips twitch up in spite of himself. He casually walks closer, praying that he isn’t misreading this, praying that she wants this even half as much as he does.

“I don’t know,” he says, “I think your next fight is against me, and I doubt it’ll be that easy.”

“So do I,” she whispers, but whatever she was going to say next is lost to the silence of the halls because Peter can hold back no longer and he’s kissing her.

She startles for a second, then kisses him back just as hard. That’s how it is to be with her, he supposes, quiet and cruel, calm and as fiery as an inferno. He’s never met someone as mad as him, and he adores it. It’s a good thing, then, that they have all the time in the world to explore that feeling. Peter certainly intends on testing the limits once more.

divergent tag list: @rogueanschel, @with-inked-solace, @gods-fools-heroes

#peter hayes #peter hayes imagines #peter hayes x reader #peter hayes oneshot #divergent #divergent imagines #divergent x reader #divergent oneshot #divergent peter #divergent peter imagines #divergent peter x reader #divergent peter oneshot #insurgent #allegiant

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thestobingirlie · 10 months

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Honestly looking in the notes on your post about let Steve want kids.

People saying that they write him as not wanting kids bc he's only 19 and could change his mind.

If someone said that about a character who was child free, that they'd change their mind and want kids when they're older, even at a young age ppl would jump down their throats with the attitude let people be child free.

So why is it acceptable to say 'theyll change their mind' when it's about a character who knows they want kids at a young age.

(and this is coming from someone who is mid-20s and child free, and I have known since I was a little kid that I'm cf)

steve could totally change his mind, because he is young! but… well, i just don’t think he would. it makes perfect sense for his character to long for children and a big family. he wants the love and company that an only child with distant parents didn’t get.

people who are child free haven’t been taken seriously for a long time, and i think, for some people, in trying to prove themselves and stand up for their beliefs, they end up not taking people wishing for children seriously.

there’s also this rejection of media that focuses on women becoming mothers, because that trope was, and is still, very often used to diminish and dismiss female characters. but again, some take it to the extreme and just seem to hate the introduction of pregnancies, and reject the idea that characters could ever want to have children.

i think it’s why we saw so many people jumping down steve’s throat for wanting kids. saying he wants to “turn a woman into an incubator”. people see that having children can be restrictive for women, and seem to just think if a male character wants children, he’s going to mistreat a woman to get there.

idk. it’s a complex topic definitely, but it is just really sad as someone that loves steve to see all his dreams and wishes just… laughed at, and presented as sexist and weird.

(i do also agree that if a character said “i never want kids” and the fandom consistently wrote them as having children, and mocking people that don’t, fans wouldn’t be happy lmao)

#steve harrington #stranger things #asks #anon

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omocatboy · 1 month

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i know i’m on break and this isn’t a full sign i’m Back but i just woke up aroused as all hell from a really good dream and i need to share it because i think i’m gonna need to cum before i can sleep again holy shit

so the dream was inconsequential until the last bit, a few friends were over and we were hanging out and just chilling, i think we had been at the mall earlier. and one of my friends was a little uncomfortable-looking, until he whines out of nowhere:

“I have to peeeee. can i peee?”

i’m trying my best to be as normal as i can about this and i’m like “wh- yes of course it’s over here” and i show him where the bathroom is. while he’s in there i’m on instagram checking stories and i notice something in his story from earlier while we were out at the mall:

he was visibly potty dancing in the video. like, being all excitable and happy, but he was clearly dancing around and like pushing his legs together and swaying around. it looked like he was trying to disguise it as just being excited but the way he was jumping around and swaying was very obvious to me, especially given his whiny admission earlier.

i’m doing my damndest to not be so horribly turned on by this all from my friend, but i swipe up on his story and chastise him for holding it when he could have said at any time he needed to pee and i would have helped him find a bathroom. then i think he responded along the lines of,

“i know. B-but i just peed yesterday! it’s not fair :/“

he doesn’t have a piss kink as far as i know and he doesn’t (at least to my knowledge) know i have one either, so he has no clue what he’s doing to me. i chastise him a bit more, relate with the sentiment a little bit (i get very annoyed about needing to pee when i’m non-sexually age regressed bc it’s usually when i’m stressed) and then when he comes out of the bathroom i’m immediately scooping him into my arms on the bed and we’re cuddling (and i’m desperately trying not to grind my dick into him)

again, he doesn’t know how into this i am- or, if he does, he hasn’t let me know. we kinda fool around a little bit as friends (long distance bc we’re far apart) and i can’t say i don’t have a little bit of a crush on him, but this was… mmngh. fucking hell. i need either a cold shower, my vibrator, or a fucking priest now

#omorashi #omo #bladder desperation #bladder holding #piss kink #pee #full bladder #olli’s pee dreams #and no i am sure as shit never telling him i have this kink #none of my friends know #not only am i just scared of judgment #i’m scared of them losing their trust to tell me things #we often commiserate about parts of our disabilities that include urinary problems #i don’t want him to feel weird and unsafe about telling me things #just because i might be getting off on it #because almost always i’m not

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izartn · 2 years

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The thing with DouWata in Holic is that it would be bittersweet either way because of two reasons, even discounting Watnuki choosing to stay forever on the shop bc he's waiting for Yuuko in a kind of sunk cost fallacy way by the end of it.

1. Watanuki origins as O!Syaoran of Tsubasa substitute/not-exactly-a-clone in their world, which also means sharing the price for getting C!SyoSaku feathers out of that void he ends up with O!Syaoran at the end of Tsubasa, and paying for his anomaly continued existence. Syaoran has to keep jumping between worlds for an indefinite mount of time, and Watanuki also has to stay in one place for the same time.

Now, by Rei(I think it was Rei? Could been Rou who knows) we discover that the price was too heavy bc Watanuki was baby wish shopkeeper (and also a masochist who believes he doesn't deserve to have happiness or have a right to exist deep down), and that at some point he grows powerful enough that his existence is no longer so precarious he needs the shop interdimensional stability.

This means at the end of Holic he would have had to enter the shop as essentially a prisoner anyway; Yuuko did the most to bring his power up and to give him connections with the living world so he would keep going on, but she did set Watanuki as her successor bc it was necessary for his continued existence.

And this brings us to...

2. Watanuki grew powerful enough to physically the shop without repercussion (his dream-wandering doesn't count bc his body is anclated on reality I guess) about 100 years after entering it. By then our Doumeki has been dead for at least a decade or two minimum, if we think he lived a long life.

By being the wish-shopkeeper he has enough power he can slow down his aging to the point he's frozen in time a la Eriol of Cardcaptor. And that's when he just took the role at the end of Holic.

And given Eriol is half of Clow's soul and powers and still ridiculously powerful and Yuuko was said to be almost as good, good enough to keep up with whole Clow Reed and Watanuki is her heir and of the line of Clow himself, and his parents did something to make him look more like Clow and not like SyoSaku which may had implied effects on his metaphysical existence bc Tsubasa and Holic go on ridiculous paradox territory...

Watanuki is the kind of powerful magician who, in just being heir to Yuuko's shop, without needing to tie himself to it to the point he cannot go out like in canon, (which meant he needed to develop his power a huge amount just to be able to exist as a paradox bc Fei Wang Reed) would have outlived Doumeki by a large large large amount of years anyways. Think of Fai "has lived already many times your lifespan" Flourite re: Kurogane.

The point of Fai keeping the vampire blood and prey bond with Kurogane, even after he gets his eye back from C!Syaoran and his magic suppresses his bloodlust (bc vampirism isn't the only thing keeping his old ass going anymore lol) is that Kurogane now gets to live the long long lifespan of Fai's life with him, bc otherwise he would have died in a fraction of the amount of time of Fai's existence.

Doumeki and Watanuki don't have that kind of plot handed pass to long-lived married bliss. Which sound pretty 'wtf' bc KuroFai lives were terrible (specially Fai's) in a way DouWata backstories don't go near bc they're more grounded on modern Japan, ghost, witches and wish-shops included. But they get to be together for the next centuries or so they have left.

At best, DouWata could have kind of the Wish deal of Kohaku finding again Kudou after he keeps reincarnation, which the end of Rou plays with anyways, only we know Haruka and Shizuka weren't the same soul, and so Sayaka is just the next link of weird generation xeroxes of the Doumeki family...

Disgressing.

Going back to the start of this post. Holic would have had a bittersweet kinda ending regardless of if Watanuki keep on wishing to see Yuuko again and so keeping himself trapped on the shop (and that's just tragic not bittersweet bc even Watanuki must know by then, 100 years after everything, that's kinda impossible) bc:

1. Tsubasa's plot being intertwined with Holic demanded Watanuki to pay a price for a wish, and that made him sacrifice his ability to move out the shop and into the world.

2. He was powerful from the start but the way he needed to learnt how to use his powers so spirit's wouldn't follow him and reality itself wouldn't erase him, which meant, learning how to be Yuuko's successor made him measure his lifespan on centuries anyways.

I think he maybe could have capitalized on his fated (hitsuzen) connection with Doumeki, and the way they exchanged eyes and blood, etc, so if Doumeki made a wish to link his lifespan to Watanuki in a less tragic version of Holic where Wata learnt some healthy selfishness and wasn't keen on waiting forever for Yuuko trapped on the shop (that is, where he wasn't exactly Watanuki lol) it could been possible for these two to have a happy-ish ending.

The price would have been something awful or heavy, maybe both of them are trapped on the shop until Doumeki mortal family is dead bc he's severing his mortal links to follow weird powerful Watanuki to the sobrenatural so he's giving up any chance on a mortal life?? and he also takes on a bit of wata's existence price by result of the link?? So they may get out earlier than 100 years but not by much I think...

Watanuki in canon would never see the above as possible, bc he doesn't see it as worthy, himself as worthy, and also its pretty fucked up anyways bc Doumeki would be giving up almost everything. But Holic has always been about obsession, and the way Doumeki dedicates his life and family line to Watanuki amounts to the same in the end I think. I have a feeling Doumeki would make that bargain gladly if he could stay with Watanuki for the rest of their (now long long) lives.

It would also tie back to the "sharing burdens" (and thus wishes' prices) theme DouWata have going on until Watanuki pulls his, "I'm now alone and the shopkeeper and I must pay alone, and goodbye to any hope of a normal life, bc the only motherly-ish protector-type person I've loved who loved me back has left me all alone, and my existence was a failure of the universe bc space-time shaneaningans."

But yeah DouWata had no chance from the start on an uncomplicated happy ending, and it irks me when people point to Watanuki as the only architect of his misfortune. Like. NO. They would been fucked some way or another in the end. The two asholes don't make it better on themselves, and bear some responsibility for how they end up tragically star-crossed without making a fucking move, but they were doomed from the start.

You could say it was..

Hitsuzen.

#douwata #xxxholic #CLAMP #watanuki kimihiro #doumeki shizuka #tsubasa reservoir chronicle #meta #clamp meta #my thoughts #Lol it was very satisfactory #To end in hitsuzen #but yeah #this is the gist of it for me #the way the plot was constructed with trc #made it impossible for Watanuki to choose to not like #develop his powers and become functionally immortal anyway #by the nebulous clamp rules of magic #onmyoji and other kind of seers/mediums #don't have that problem and he could have stayed on the power level at the start #I feel #but once you know of the inestabily of the multiverse #and how he need to pay for balancing it #until hes powerful enough #and he starts training under Yuuko #he starts approaching wizard/magician level #who can toy with space-time and create worlds #even if they're only dream-worlds #Watanuki pulls some powerful shit on Rei for tsubasa world chronicle #once he's at that level??#he's at eternally young until he gets killed or wills himself to die shit

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But what if Francis got his gf pregnant to babytrap her? Cuz he doesn’t want her to leave him.

AAAUGH. the noise I just made was inhuman. thank you so much for this one anon fr fr. (reader and francis are both aged up to 18+ for smut)

no bc it's when Lois finds him fucking you on the kitchen counter that he first gets the idea. the boys had barely gone to sleep when Francis absolutely jumped your bones. you thought it was going to be another one of his usual impromptu makeout sessions paired with flowery ramblings about how incredible you are, how you shine brighter than the north star, how you're the most amazing girl he's ever met, and you're not even a girl, you're an angel. which yeah it did start out like that, then one thing lead to another and his hand was down your pants. next thing you know he’s kissing your neck and he has you pinned beneath you the way he likes and he's telling you he loves you while he hits that spot inside you over and over. you're millimeters away from cumming when the front door closes. Francis doesn't stop. he keeps going and going until he hears Lois behind him.

"Francis!" He finally realizes she's there, and looks up in a panic. "Are you kidding me?! What's the one thing - the one thing I told you when this started?" she demands rhetorically, gesturing at you in reference to when you started sitting for them.

"Don't fuck the babysitter!" Lois finishes. You scramble away from each other and you begin to apologize. All the rage drops from her face as she turns to you.

"Oh, I'm not mad at you, sweetie." She turns back to Francis. "YOU, on the other hand..." She gives him the lecture of a lifetime. It feels like it lasts forever, but eventually, she's said her peace and they watch you pull yourself together and grab your stuff so you can go home. She had a feeling this was going to happen, that Francis would end up falling for whoever she hired. between that and how hard it is to keep a sitter, you already lowkey have her approval. she could see this coming from a mile away, she just didn't think it'd be so soon. she meets you at the front door and hands you your cash for the night. before you can sputter out more apologies, she cuts you off.

"Really, I'm not mad at you. This isn't your fault." You relax a little. "At this point, we should just get him neutered, make it a lot easier on everyone..." You laugh and she sends you on your way. She turns back to Francis. He's ready to get yelled at again, but she just looks at him. She's quiet. This is almost worse. She's quiet when she does talk, but he can tell she means business.

"If you break that girl's heart, I break your neck. She's good for you, Francis, don't mess this up." He looks relieved. "And one more thing. Don't get her pregnant."

he blinks, then laughs.

"I'm not going to get her pregnant."

They both go to bed shortly after that. His brothers all pretend to be asleep even though they heard everything. They can press him for details in the morning. In spite of his best efforts, Francis can't sleep. Not even when he drowns his pillow case with the bottle of body spray he got in the same scent you use. Get you pregnant. He's not going to get you pregnant. He could, of course. In theory. But why would he? So he can see a little bump grow on your tummy where you're carrying his child? So he can see you all cute and pregnant and dependant on him for nine whole months? So you can raise a precious little baby that's half him and half you and be bound together irreversibly for the rest of your lives?? Huh. That doesn't sound so bad, actually. And you'd look cute pregnant. God you'd look cute pregnant. He lays awake, thinking about it so late into the night. When he finally does fall asleep, he dreams about it. It's only for a few seconds, but he can see you clear as day with your sweet smile and pretty eyes all round with his baby, your baby, and when he wakes up his mind is more than made up. He kind of has to now, right? He absolutely does. All it would take is a few holes poked in a condom and boom, dream come true - a dream life where you're tied to him forever and ever. You're coming over later this week, and he makes a mental note to make sure he knows where a safety pin is before then.

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rheallsim · 1 year

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Azure Keahi for @wrixie's "Jumping for Juniper" Bachelorette Challenge

Let me introduce Azure Keahi! 🏝️

Age: 23 y.o.

Pronouns: They/Them

Traits: Jealous, Maker, Vegetarian

Azure is a trans non-binary sim from Sulani. They're an only child, but they were the youngest by a couple years of all the other children living nearby, so they were constantly treated like a baby by friends and relatives. This lead to a bit of a tendency to over-achieve, rebel against authority, and try to prove to people that they're more grown up than they look.

[More under the cut!]

That being said, Azure is a bit of a quiet, old-soul. They're really into fixing up old things and engineering new furniture out of scraps they find around the island. They spend more time thinking and observing than they do talking, and love spending time outdoors in nature whenever they can.

They're a socialist anti-capitalist and have so far only worked odd jobs around the islands to supplement their family's rather meager income. One of their dreams is to live in a commune where its members help each other out and try to be as self-sufficient as possible. That may not be very feasible, but they live their life around the ethos of trying to consume as little as possible (and sticking it to 'The Man' whenever they can).

When it comes to love Azure is pretty inexperienced (never been kissed!), but they're impatient and eager to find their special someone and have so much love to give. They're very attracted to hard-working feminine sims, and love nothing more than sitting on the beach around a campfire talking about hopes and dreams for the future long into the night. <3

(They were assigned male at birth but take female hormones.)

Fun Facts:

Has had many burning crushes, but hasn't yet had the courage to act on them 😥

Their family has an ancient pet iguana named Humphrey that was treated like Azure's sibling growing up

They absolutely love anything with cherries in it 🍒

They're responsible for much of the "If it's called 'tourist season' why aren't we allowed to shoot them" graffiti hidden around Sulani 😅

Loves old-timey film noir and mystery movies (The Maltese Falcon is their absolute favourite movie of all time and they have a powerful crush on Peter Lorre 👀)

Still doesn't have their driver's license (not much call for it in Sulani, though they are pretty good at piloting boats of all kinds!)

Likes: Film noir/mystery movies, cherry-flavoured everything, grunge music and aesthetic, tinkering, thrifting, thunderstorms

Dislikes: being condescended to, pessimism, capitalism, cooking, littering, tourists, the colour pink, shopping

I tried my best to make them as CC-Free as possible! Wrixie, please feel free to dress them up or re-do them however you like to match your aesthetic/preferences. ^^ Also get in touch if you want more info or have any other questions. I'm so excited to see how this BC goes! <3

Here's a screenshot of their likes/dislikes and traits in-game:

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims 4 #jumping for juniper #ts4 bachelorette challenge #s4 #TS4 Bachelorette Challenge Entry #TS4 CAS Noodling #CAS Noodling #junipersBC

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valeffelees · 3 months

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hii :)

7, 13, 28 (about simon) and 47 for the character ask game, about both dev and niall (will be sending other asks about them individually too)

!!! YOU'RE SO COOL FOR THIS !!!

7. Age/height/weight headcanon

Dev is 18 in Carry On, about 5ft 6in on a good day, and athletic in a lithe but solid type way. Niall is almost 20 in Carry On (he started Watford a year late and has an early January birthday), he's taller than Baz by an inch or two but it's kinda hard to tell for sure bc he's such a chronic sloucher, and a strong breeze could knock him on his ass.

13. Dumbest thing they’ve ever done

Niall doesn't really get up to shit on his own, he's way more likely to be caught in the crossfire tagging along while Baz and Dev get up to shit, like the dumbest thing Niall's ever done is be in the general vicinity of a Pitch at any given moment lmfao but ok, Dev? breeding ground for bad decisions. i have this headcanon that Niall has a twin sister named Signe and when she and Niall were children they were basically indistinguishable from one another, which wasn't Signe's fault, he knows, but it really rubbed Niall the wrong way and so he grew to resent her for it, and she grew to resent him for resenting her, and so now they just don't get on at all. and uhh, yeah, Dev hooked up with her for a while, and oh fuck was Niall ever hurt when he found out.

28. How they feel about [Simon]

i'm trying to think about this in a normal way, but you gotta understand i'm visciously enamoured with making Simon, Dev, and Niall friends, i'll jump through flaming hoops over tanks of sharks just to get that shit into my fics. but i don't actually think Dev and Niall had any particularly strong feelings about Simon one way or another in canon, we only ever see Simon actually interact with Niall, and just the once, at the very beginning of Carry On when he's going around the school like

and, yeah, Niall clearly doesn't want to talk to him. but all things considered, the entire interaction is actually pretty mild. i think Dev and Niall's overall attitude is pretty much like, "i'm not part of this circus, i'm just friends with one of the clowns", and any animosity they had towards Simon in school was just brand loyalty.

47. Their dream job

ok, so. context: i have a headcanon that Dev is a figure skater, and i will never shut up about this headcanon, ever, so yeah, Dev prolly wants to skate professionally but i don't think he'll ever be able to, like, he's been skating since he was five and don't get me wrong, Dev is good at skating, but i think with the hours he would've lost being at Watford, the type of pro skating he'd want to do is off the table. i can imagine him going to school for kinesiology or something instead tho. and Niall's plan was to get certified as a PSW (personal support worker) and move home to take care of his mother full-time, but he ends up going to school for nursing instead.

#ask game #imagineacoolusername

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skzddicted · 1 year

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Hellaur, this is my first ever request. Can you write a fic about bangchan/ han jisung/ Minho/ changbin comforting sad/hopeless reader? Im having a very hard time keeping up my grades, I've been studying for 14 hrs everyday just to ruin my most important exam. All my friends seem to do well when they're not even working as hard as me. I'm ready to study more but I keep losing hope. Idk what to do, I'm losing hope for getting into my dream University T T. Thank you so much bestie, for listening to me.

hii love i’m SO so sorry this took ages i rewrote this so many times with so many different scenarios until i was able to decide on one,,,i hope you enjoy this!! also about your exams, i can’t quite say i’ve been in your place but i can imagine what it’s like,,, maybe try to give your brain a break instead of studying even harder bcs sometimes that just exhausts you and you’ll burn out and this won’t do you any good!! please take care of yourself and i’ll be rooting for you, you can make it!!♡

[1:05pm]

genre: hs au, comfort

warnings: failure (not sure if i should put this here but just in case), use of “baby” platonically

minho+3racha x reader (friendgroup/platonic)

pls reblog if you enjoyed!!<3

the hallways were full of students with various emotions displayed on their faces.

some were jumping up and down and cheering excitedly, while, oppositely, some others looked upset and confused, a few were crying even, and some just looked like they simply did not care.

it was results day for the midterm exams you took two weeks ago.

your friends minho, chan, changbin and jisung had already checked their results on the board that was hung up and were now gathered in front of the main entrance, waiting for you to come out; however, you were a nervous wreck in the restroom trying to calm down and build up the courage to go and look at your results, trying to convince yourself that it can’t be that bad.

after what felt like an eternity of deep breaths and positive affirming, you stepped out into the crowded hallways, making your way to the boards. as soon as you got to them you started searching for your name.

and that’s when your heart dropped.

oh.

it was even worse than you had expected…?

you were on the verge of tears, hopelessness creeping up on you. you had done everything you could and yet it was still not enough. so many people who were putting less effort than you were doing much better, so why was it so hard for you?

with your head hung low, you started walking towards the exit wanting to do nothing but to go home and drown in your tears right now. well, that was until you heard your name being called as you were walking out of the building.

looking up you could see jisung, one of your best friends, practically running towards you, the rest of your friends following suit behind him.

“y/n, i passed!” he nearly yelled in your ears, while shaking you by your shoulders.

"congrats, ji” you sent him a small smile; you were genuinely happy for him but your own grades were making it hard for you to match his excitement.

multiple ‘hey’s’ from the other three boys sounded as they got closer, making you lift your hand for a little wave in response, “hi.”. and even through just a little greeting, they could already tell your mood was off.

“y/n what’s wrong? is it your results?” minho was the first one to ask, to which, you gave him a nod, feeling your tears starting to roll down your cheeks.

“oh, baby” jisung embraced you in a tight hug.

“all my efforts were for nothing, i spent weeks studying only for this to be the outcome.” you sobbed out.

“it’s okay baby, it happens sometimes.” chan tries to sooth you, “exactly, plus it’s not like this is the end for you, we still have finals and we’ll prepare well together for those, okay?” changbin adds.

“oh, don’t even remind me,” you chuckled a little, lifting your tear stained face from jisung’s chest. “yup, we don’t wanna hear nothing about school or any exams for this whole break.” minho chimed “now, how about we go get some food and go over to my place? remember? we planned a sleepover?”

right… there was something about a sleepover chan had texted you yesterday. you nodded and soon the four of you were running to catch the bus to your favorite food place.

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