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sanctum-of-ramshackle · 8 months

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“I am…You know who I am”

[TWST AU]: What if MC/Yuu was an Iron Man fan and a genius engineer who created their own iron suit?

[Gender Neutral MC/Yuu]

[Synopsis]: In this timeline, MC/Yuu is this variant of Iron Man and they are titled as “Iron Force” in Twisted Wonderland.

[TW]: Some cursing

[(A/N)]: Hi everyone. It’s been quite some time since I posted TWST magic. I have been busy with IRL stuff and working on non-TWST ideas on my main blog (@swiftyangx12). I unexpectedly took a break from the fandom, but slowly getting back into business and honestly, I miss my boys...

[AC/DC - Back in Black]

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Alright, let’s see how this goes…

MC/Yuu was a huge fan of Iron Man and an aspiring genius engineer back in their home world.

After hearing about Stark’s sacrifice, they felt devastated that their idol passed on.

They coped by studying and building inventions, motivating themselves to honor their role model.

Then one day as they were walking to school in New York, something happened.

At first, they were exiting from their usual coffee shop and the next thing you know, they’re confined into darkness.

MC/Yuu: Alright. Not the weirdest thing since being dusted away for five years.

After feeling their surroundings to escape from their imprisonment, they heard somebody chatting about how heavy the door is to open up.

Then after blazing fire hued in blue, blew up the the door and this triggers MC/Yuu’s iron suit (with the latest nanotechnology) to encase them, activated to confront what was a danger to their safety.

When they’re revealed to Grim, he got scared. Because it’s not everyday to see someone in an iron suit and he just screamed as a reaction.

MC/Yuu holds out their hand ready to blast away whatever that creature was.

MC/Yuu: What the hell are you? A talking cat? Raccoon? A demonic alien from another dimension?

Grim: I’m neither of those! I am “The Great Grim”!

MC/Yuu: Who? Look, buddy. I think I got kidnapped and was somehow dragged here. I need to find my way out. *Activates their boosters and flies out of the room*

Grim: Hey wait! *Chases after them*

They basically flew out of the academy and toured around the whole world having to realize they’re not on their Earth anymore.

Then MC/Yuu return back to NRC, clumsily landed in during the Dorm Sorting Ceremony.

Every student was startled by a stranger in an iron suit.

Grim unceremoniously barged into the room.

Grim: You’ll never escape from The Great Grim!

MC/Yuu: Okay. *Holds their blaster up aiming at the menace*

Then Crowley came rushing in, putting a stop to the whole mess.

Crowley: Seize your fighting!

MC/Yuu: Uhh…Who are you? *Powering down their blaster and opens up their mask*

Crowley: I am Dire Crowley, Headmaster of Night Raven College.

MC/Yuu: …J.A.R.V.I.S., scan him.

Crowley: What-

After the chaos was settled, Crowley dragged MC/Yuu to his office for them to explain their dilemma. They also explained what they can offer for NRC with upgrades around the area.

Oh! Grim is still with MC/Yuu because after he listened to what they can do, he decided to be the greatest mage with technological advances.

Grim: MC/Yuu, who are you always talking to?

MC/Yuu: My A.I. assistant. They’re called J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0, “Just A Really Very Intelligent System, but as my own version.” He helps me hypothesize possible outcomes when testing my inventions, and assist fighting bad guys by my side.

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: I’m also their assistant for daily tasks and reminders. Grim, you and MC/Yuu are scheduled by Headmaster Crowley to pick up supplies for the upcoming NRC’s annual Magift Games at 7 p.m.

Grim: No way! I don’t wanna do chores.

MC/Yuu: You get to ride with me in my iron suit.

Grim: Oh yeah, I forgot. Let’s go!

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MC/Yuu: What kind of power source I can use around this world? *Snaps their fingers* A Mage Stone. Crowley, by any chance, are there other magical crystals back in that Dwarf Mine?

Crowley: There are, but I mustn’t let you go there since it was closed due to a “monster” you fought last time.

MC/Yuu: Alright. I’m still getting that power source.

[5 hours later]

MC/Yuu: *Inserts the mage stone in their suit* There. My very own Arc Reactor.

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: Congratulations, MC/Yuu. You discovered a new element.

MC/Yuu: Definitely. Sourced a new element as this is my first.

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Vil: MC/Yuu, explain this. *Shows them an online article*

MC/Yuu: *Reads the article* Oh yeah. I had an interview and became a philanthropist.

Vil: You’re basically a celebrity by this point. What did you do to become this well-known?

MC/Yuu: I just helped some people. Carrying thousands of construction materials, assist upcoming tech companies with my knowledge from my experience and gave children the best rides of their lives…Oh my god, I’m becoming like my idol. Except the rich and player parts.

Vil: You’re a celebrity, MC/Yuu. You would have plenty of Madol from all this exposure.

MC/Yuu: Okay, I’m becoming rich, but I can’t pull no bitches.

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[During Chapter 2]

Iron Force: *Charges at Overblot!Leona and kicks him mid-air*

OB!Leona: *Knocked the wind out of his lungs*

Iron Force: Okay J.A.R.V.I.S., any chances?

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: 90% success rate of subduing the target.

Iron Force: Then 10% avoiding this mess. *Knocks him to the ground*

OB!Leona: Why that little- *Punched in the face*

Iron Force: *Repeatedly punching him* Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep!

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MC/Yuu: *Wearing glasses*

Azul: I didn’t know you wear glasses. Trying to appear as an intellectual?

MC/Yuu: Hm? Oh, no. My sight is fine. I just transferred J.A.R.V.I.S. in these modified frames.

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: Scan completed. You have a slight iron deficiency and recommend a salad in your diet, MC/Yuu.

Azul: Did it just talked?

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: Yes. I also scanned your physiology and it reveals you’re 95% suspicious of my existence and 5% envious of me for being MC/Yuu’s A.I. assistant.

Azul: I certainly do not envy your virtual assistant.

J.A.R.V.I.S. 2.0: Oddly enough, your biology categorized as relations of Cephalopod.

Azul: …

MC/Yuu: You’re an octopus?

Azul: May we change the subject?

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Iron Force: *Flying around the island*

Ortho: *Flying beside them* Hi MC/Yuu!

Iron Force: What the f-?! *Halts their flight and hovers with Ortho* I didn’t know somebody else created an iron suit in this world.

Ortho: Iron suit? Oh! You mean my structure. Nii-san helped with my upgrades.

Iron Force: You’re not wearing a suit? You’re an android with highly advanced artificial intelligence?

Ortho: Yes!

MC/Yuu: …Whose your brother?

[An hour later]

Idia: *Finishing a difficult level*

MC/Yuu: *Hacks into his door as it slides open* You didn’t tell me you’re a tech genius!

Idia: *Startled* AHH! Who let you in?!

MC/Yuu: I let myself in. Buddy, we need to collaborate-

[That’s how a friendship was made.]

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[Imagine H.Y.D.R.A. somehow created a portal and enter into TWST]

Iron Force: Oh boy. Thank god I made spare suits. *Activates the other suits*

Jack: You’re fighting alone?

Iron Force: Not alone. I made some for you guys to help everyone. *Closes their mask*

[The First Years enter into their respective suits.]

Ace: *In his suit* How do you work in this thing?

Iron Force: There’s an automated mode to help control your suit. You even get your own A.I. assistants I programmed in each of your suits.

J.E.R.K.: Hello, I am J.E.R.K. Your A.I. assistant, Mr. Trappola.

Ace: Really? Jerk?

Iron Force: The words behind the acronym are better.

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candyrockpop · 11 months

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Howdy Pillar X Gender Neutral Reader Part 2

CW/TW— None, just cute Howdy Pillar content!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Howdy couldn't help but think of how pretty you looked, but he didn't like that you looked so upset. So when he went up to you and you told him about your date standing you up he just knew he had to help you. He was happy you were willing to go on a date with him, in the end. He didn't think you would since people usually don't like him since he's a puppet. They try, then they end up standing him up since they can't come to terms with him being a puppet.

Gods, he almost couldn't stop looking at you the whole night, even when you teased him about what he ordered from the restaurant. He loved the slight flush that appeared on your cheeks when he teased you back, and how you smiled and laughed. You were so kind, and you were just everything he ever wanted.

Both of you were sad when the night came to an end, him walking you home. He didn't care how far it was, he wanted to make sure you were safe. You talked the entire way, asking questions and telling stories back and forth. He had to catch you before you fell from laughing too hard when he told of Wally taking apples from his store. He didn't see what was so amusing, but he was just happy to hear your laughter so he didn't mind.

He went home that night with your phone number in his phone and a promise to message or call you. He was advised to text, since you didn't care for calls that much, so he did just that. Two nights later, after building his confidence and calming his nerves, he messaged you.

[304-672-9961] Hello! It's me, Howdy!

[Bug] Oh, hey Howdy! You waited an awful long time, almost didn't think you'd message.

[Bug] changed [304-672-9961]'s name to

Pillar Man🐛

[Pillar Man🐛] I'm sorry, I was very nervous!

[Bug] Oh gee, it's alright! I was nervous myself.

[Pillar Man🐛] You were? Golly that's nice to hear. I was hoping that maybe we could go on another date?

[Pillar Man🐛] Only if you're comfortable, of course!

[Bug] I'd love to go on another date with you! When and where?

His face flushed and he smiled. He actually got to go on another date with you!

[Pillar Man🐛] You choose, since I chose last time!

[Bug] Okay, how about Thursday at, maybe 7 o'clock? P.M. I feel I should clarify. We can meet nearby, at the park?

[Pillar Man🐛] Oh, that sounds lovely! I shouldn't dress up fancy, should I?

[Bug] Oh, gods no! No matter how good you look in a suit, they just aren't all that comfortable.

[Pillar Man🐛] Oh my, well alright! I'll see you then, I suppose!

[Bug] Bye, Howdy.

His face was so flushed, oh dear! You thought he looked good in a suit! Two of his hands came up to hide his face, but the other two couldn't help but stim. He was so happy and excited! He hoped he could keep going on dates with you, maybe be in a relationship one day. He sighed at the thought, being able to just be happy with you and give you hugs and kisses and-

Oh dear, he didn't know his cheeks could get any warmer. He needed to calm down a moment so his cheeks could cool down, too.

Hello! Sorry it took me so long to get this part out despite it being so short. I didn't know what to do for it, and I ended up cycling through a few ideas before this came into existence.

I will be making a part three, and I hope you enjoyed!

#howdy pillar #welcome home x reader #howdy pillar x y/n #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #howdy pillar x reader #welcome home howdy x reader #fluff #sweet #hes so cute #welcome home howdy #hes shy #welcome home arg x reader #feel free to make requests or asks!

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moonlight26posts-blog · 7 months

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In Baltimore City, MD: All-around perfect, outgoing, and happy-go-lucky boy has spent over a month in the shelter - BARCS, Baltimore MD

Chevelle- 1 year, altered male, 66lbs

1-year-old Chevelle LOVES playing with toys, and he especially likes a classic tug of war game (where he sometimes lets you win). He's a funny boy and will sometimes run right on by the toy, but will run back with a big smile on his face. Chevelle is a happy-go-lucky boy that just wants to live life to the fullest. He seems like a boy that would love to be an adventure buddy! Chevelle's former family describes him as friendly and playful.

Chevelle loves hot dogs and will sit and take them gently. He’s very good on his leash, and loves taking working walks where he can learn new things and perfect his skills. He’s eager to please and enjoys stopping for treat breaks and showing you his strong sit. He is affectionate and loves pets in return. He is even housebroken and able to be crated.

Chevelle is such a good boy that he recently went to a football tailgate. He jumped right in the car without hesitation, and was an excellent passenger; he even seemed to love riding in the car. Chevelle was unaffected by all the loud noises and crowds of people. He enjoyed meeting people of all ages and was gentle with the children who wanted to pet him (ages 7-12)! If we had set up a kissing booth he would have raised lots of money! He was affectionate with everyone he met and was very curious about everything around him.

Chevelle has met other pups here at BARCS on neutral ground, and he is playful and rowdy with his friends - check out the photo above! He especially loves to be chased. We have; however, recommended him to be the only pup in a future home due to a resource guarding incident in his previous home provoked by food and toys, which resulted in Chevelle biting the other dog in the home.

Shockingly, Chevelle has been in our shelter's care now for over a month despite behind a staff and volunteer favorite... and all around just simply perfect. This guy is beyond ready to find his forever home!

Please let us know if your organization can help!

Thank you,

The BARCS Rescue Team

Baltimore Animal Rescue & Care Shelter (BARCS)

New Address! 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225

[email protected]| (410) 396-4695

Rescue pick-up hours:

Monday-Friday: 10:30 a.m.-6:30 p.m.

Saturday and Sunday: 8:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m

Adoption hours:

Monday-Friday: 2 p.m.-6 p.m.

Saturday and Sunday: 11 a.m.-4 p.m.

Baltimore Animal Rescue and Care Shelter, Inc. (BARCS) | 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225

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cloutchaserkineme · 11 days

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can't cry in front of these people!

7:34 p.m., poolside, with a view of the mountains on my left and the sunrise on my right

I was thinking just this whole day wondering why I couldn't bring myself to write the second book as a law novel because I just... am not interested. I don't like it.

The more I sit here and think about it while away from everything... coming back feels like a joke. I feel like a fraud. I feel like everyone sees me as a fraud, and that they look down on me because I don't have the guts or the gumption to be like them.

If I have to submit myself to be broken down by anything to be shaped into whatever the world makes me, it shouldn't be this. The more I cry the more I think that this is not a "I'm soft-hearted and gentle and I should not be subjected to this 🥺" situation, but more of a "I'm very prideful and have a perfected view of myself, and when situations like this bruise my ego it HURTS 🥹" type of problem.

I know I'm just holding on so I can make my mama proud. I don't think I'm staying in here because I'm stubborn. I'm a self-preserving unit first and foremost, I don't stay in places where I am not comfortable. I'm only staying because I don't want my mom to lose face with a lot of people who want to see her have a lawyer-daughter.

I hope that once I've cried at one lecture, I've cried at them all. I overshared, I was overemotional, I was found dumb and stupid and too eager. Desire should not be disgusting but my desire to be good and perfect in this one thing (life, and how other people see me) is killing me, babey!

I don't like law. I'm polite, when people ask I say I'm "neutral" about it about it. I tell my mom the good stories to prevent her from asking about the bad. I tell my mom the good stories so she doesn't have to face that the complex relationship (normal single mother-daughter relationship) we have has put me on the spot, and I spend every night torturing myself in front of a laptop, or people who I respect but do not vibe with, making myself unhappy just so she has a chance of being happy with me. Of finally being happy with me.

Oh, and when have my tears become acidic? My eyes hurt while crying now, which it never did before. I've noticed this last night too. Do I have small wounds from the time when I packed my lids full of glitter? Maybe I lost too much sleep?

Thank God they're all having fun over there in the corner. I'm just back to crying here.

Fun stuff. Maybe I should start a map of all the municipalities I've cried in.

(30) 8:07 pm, puffy eyed.

#t #+43--- end

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lifewithoutmeds · 10 months

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june 19, 2023

monday, june 19 (juneteenth), 3:33 p.m.

things have been feeling sliiiightly better than the usual of terrible (progress.)

have had/have a pretty busy schedule.

past saturday, june 17 am: brunch with matt and alex in santa monica, followed by 3 games of monopoly deal and extended conversation saturday, june 17 pm: comedy show (alingon mitra) with anjali, followed by about two hours of chitchat sunday, june 18: father’s day lunch with dad. picked up $81 worth of groceries at whole foods, then went to his place where i made creamed spinach and mashed potatoes (from scratch and did i mention WHOLE FOODS ingredients,(, and he grilled up two WHOLE FOODS rib eye steaks that were just over a pound each.

future monday, june 19 pm: early bday dinner with mom at a local japanese place (that does not look good, but oh well, her choice.) tuesday, june 20: possible (unconfirmed) lunch with amy at tam o’shanters wednesday, june 21: early bday dinner for esther with esther and gy friday, june 23: fishing with huy (dependent on weather, specifically wind) saturday, june 24: kbbq dinner with tracy and her wife (my place)

that’s something almost every day. looks like i have thursday (off), which will be a nice reprieve to my stomach/bank account. also, huy wants to get to the lake (castaic) right at opening so i think that means 5 a.m.? which would mean an early thursday to sleep/prep anyway.

on the other hand, i suppose it’s good for me to “get out” and “socialize” and “see people/maintain friendships” etc., so i ought not complain and i’m not. it’s just a lot in a short time is all.

things have felt sliiightly better. i was very productive at work last wednesday and semi-productive thursday and friday (which are significant strides considering the last two weeks’ worth of productivity or lack thereof) i’ve still been pretty unable to go out for my morning/noon walks. still watch youtube/instagram for way too many hours a day. haven’t worked out in weeks or hit my 15,000 step goal. but i am and have been reaching out more regularly to my friends and did a bit too good of a job calendaring things to force me out.

yesterday i was really groggy and in a bit of a mood when i saw my dad for father’s day. he was whiney and complainy about my mom and teared up a bit talking about uncle bill and i was snappy at him before we both chilled out and managed to have some neutral chit chat before i headed out and functionally just laid down the rest of the day, unable to even properly unload my car of various groceries he had given to me/my mom. today has been the most productive day in about three weeks. i woke up around 6 or 7, forced myself out for a roughly 30 minute walk, came back and napped for two hours, then got up and made myself some coffee which gave me the energy and motivation to do other things.

i’ve been able to (checklist): take meds make bed AM walk wash dishes (2x) run vacuum (3x) water plants clean at least 50 minutes start a new book and (now) journal the place looks cleaner than it has since returning from camping late may and the only few things to do are empty the bbq items from my car and wash up some of the dishes in my camp box and i’ll be back to the cleanliness-level of pre-camping. i need to journal more and walk more. about midway through my walk i suddenly felt something akin to like, relief? like a big sigh and the mildest flicker of something positive, something akin to hope.

i think i also need to journal with a few prompts, things to consider in addition to just describing incidents in my life and the feelings i have about it, for example, what does kristal3.0 look like to me? what do i value in others/myself, and what qualities would i like to see in myself?

i’ll just brush on 1 or 2 at this time, but if i want to take this year as self discovery and self-love, then i need to be more deliberate about it.

kristal3.0 is: thinner/fitter saves money/increases self worth, but is also generous to others clean. showers regularly. doesn’t smell. minimalistic. doesn’t have useless shit piled around everywhere. keeps to the year’s resolutions gets out of the condo at least once a week (excluding work)

i think a newer thing i’ll add to my daily activity is 50 minutes’ dedication of cleaning/organizing any given room. so within a week i will have gotten to each room at least once. lately after about 5pm all i do is lie down and stare at my phone. if i tack on a 30 minute walk and 50 minutes cleaning plus either reading or journaling, i should be in a better place in a multitude of ways.

mood: 4/10

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natecfbb · 1 year

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Expanded playoffs are coming to college football and here's what you need to know! by Nathanael Thomason

On Dec 1, 2022 the college football playoff management committee expanded the playoffs from 4 to 12 teams for the 2024 and how does that effect the the cfp future? allow me to explain on how we got to this point

THE ROSE BOWL AND THE CFP

In order to expand from 4 to 12 before 2026 everyone had to unanimously agree to it. the rose bowl was last to join the party. he discussion centered around one of the most lucrative television windows in college sports. The Rose Bowl wanting to maintain its exclusive broadcast window on Jan. 1 at 2 p.m. PT in years that it would also host a CFP semifinal. but the rose bowl was willing to temporarily concede their relationship with the big 10 and PAC 12 to host a Quarter Final game in 24-25 But big ten management wanted assurances its time slot in the new contract.

to add to this Lauren Farber (rose bowl chair) Told national sports media and this author quotes : " committee never had any intentions of preventing early expansion and "relinquished that ask."

"In our negotiations, we had initially asked for an exclusive window around the Rose Bowl Game's historic time slot at 2 p.m. PT on Jan. 1" ""While we relinquished that ask, the Tournament of Roses is going to continue to work with the CFP Board of Managers on how we will fit into that CFP playoff rotation. It's our intent to keep the Rose Bowl Game on Jan. 1, but we'll remain flexible on scheduling as needed."

but there is no promise that the rose bowl will be in the cfp in the future in 26 and beyond. But the Rose Bowl will host the cfp in 24/25

How does this impact the regular-season schedule?: for the time being "there is no plans to push back or the season under the current contract but discussions will continue" - said bill Hancock head of the cfp management committee said but he also said this No one is very far down the road on that"

and he also stated and i quote : i doesn't think a 12-team field will have any significant changes on the regular season, other than more meaningful games in November.

What is the format?

The new format will begin in 2024 so for the time being we have 1 more season under the current format

The playoff will consist of the committees 6 conf champ and and the 6 highest ranked teams and with the higher ranked teams with conf champs getting a first round bye the other ranked teams fighting in the first round each team will be out with each lost and each highest seed will have a choice of playing at home or a neutral field but lets talk about dates The first round of the playoff in 2024 will take place the week of Dec. 21, likely late in that week. The specific dates will be announced later.

but for the 24/25 Season

the four quarterfinal games and two semifinal games will be played in bowls on a rotating basis. The 2024 quarterfinals will take place in the Fiesta Bowl, Peach Bowl, Rose Bowl and Sugar Bowl, while the Cotton Bowl and Orange Bowl will host the semifinals. The 2025 quarterfinals will take place in the Cotton, Orange, Rose and Sugar, while the Fiesta and Peach will host the semifinals.

The national championship games will be played Jan. 20, 2025, in Atlanta, and Jan. 19, 2026, in Miami.

How a 12-team playoff would look today:

Seeds with byes

1.Georgia

2. . Michigan

3.. TCU

4.USC

Remaining seeds (conference champs in bold)

5. Ohio State

6.Alabama

7.Tennessee

8.Penn State

9. Clemson

10.Kansas State

11.Utah

12.Tulane

First-round games :

No. 12 Tulane at No. 5 Ohio st

No. 11 Utah at No. 6 Alabama

No. 10 Kansas State at No. 7 Tennessee

No. 9 Clemson at No. 8 Penn State

Quarterfinal games:

No. 9 Clemson-No. 8 Penn State winner vs. No. 1 Georgia

No. 10 Kansas State-No. 7 Tennessee winner vs. No. 2 Michigan

No. 11 Utah-No. 6 Alabama winner vs. No. 3 TCU

No. 12 Tulane-No. 5 Ohio State winner vs. No. 4 USC

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travelblognashvilletn · 2 years

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The Best Outdoor Activities in Nashville TN According to Tripadvisor Travelers

With over 600,000 residents, Nashville has something for everybody. From theme parks and animal destinations to hiking routes and nature preserves, there are lots of outside activities to pick from. If you have an interest in getting closer to nature, Nashville is the place for you. Take a look at these outdoor activities. Listed below are a few of the top outside activities in Nashville. As soon as you've ended up reading this short article, you'll have the ability to plan your next journey to Nashville!

Edwin and Percy Warner Parks

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Volunteer Path Day Loop: A popular path, this path skirts the edge of Nashville's largest lake and features beautiful lake views. Other highlights of this route include limestone developments and creeks. Besides being a terrific location to delight in nature, this path also has an informative visitor center with instructional screens about Nashville's native wildlife. And if you're looking for a fast lunch, you'll never ever go hungry in Nashville! Percy Warner Park: The largest of the two parks, this park is house to several historic structures and is a great location to go hiking. The park features a 10-mile network of treking routes and equestrian courses. There are likewise picnic shelters, two public golf courses, and a one-way paved loop roadway. Visitors can unwind under the shade of trees while hiking through the park.

Radnor Lake State Park

When you're searching for a quiet place to go hiking, Radnor Lake State Natural Area is among the very best spots in the city. Situated just eight miles from downtown Nashville, this park offers trekking and strolling tracks that will take you through a variety of landscapes. In addition to lakes, this location is also home to a plentiful variety of wildlife. There are seven trekking tracks and among them is pet-friendly, though dogs need to be kept on a leash. The park was originally designated as a wildlife sanctuary in 1923 by L&N Railway executives, who also desired it to be a bird-watching sanctuary. In the 1960s, the home was slated to become a neighborhood, however public pressure for conservation stopped these strategies. The Tennessee Department of Conservation acquired the property in 1973, developing it as the state's first natural location. Since then, 83 other natural locations have been contributed to the park's system.

While checking out the park, make certain to bring a hiking stick and a backpack. This 1,368-acre park is a great place for treking or running. Although it remains in an urban location, it has plenty of wildlife to appreciate, along with environmental education programs. This park is complimentary to visit, so you can even bring your canine and enjoy the surroundings while staying in the city. Visitors can also go to the Walter Criley Visitor Center, which houses the park's nature education center. The center uses bathrooms, maps, and info on birding at Radnor. The park is open from 7 a.m. to sunset Monday through Wednesday, however the workplace is closed from noon to 2 p.m. during lunch break. It is also a great idea to take a picnic before leaving.

Belmont Mansion

The tour at the Belmont Mansion takes you back in time. You can learn more about the lives of free and enslaved people living in the home. You can likewise explore the thoroughly restored rooms of the mansion. You can explore all the rooms on your own, or with a guide. You can choose from general admission, advanced tickets, and directed tours. Each trip lasts 45 minutes to one hour. While the mansion is now part of a university, the grounds stay green and tranquil. The aviary, initial iron gazebo, and water tower still stay. The premises are less than 3 miles from downtown Nashville. If you're trying to find an enjoyable day out with your household, consider visiting Belmont Mansion. You can even take an assisted tour through the mansion's gardens. While you exist, be sure to have a look at the upcoming unique events and activities at the mansion.

While the museum is a great place to spend an afternoon, don't forget to take in the outdoor activities at the Belmont Mansion. It is the biggest antebellum home in Tennessee and offers a great household day out. You can check out the mansion and the grounds throughout regular organization hours, or reserve a day for a romantic outside wedding event. There are likewise special events held at the mansion, such as musical efficiencies and workshops. If you're looking for something a bit more interactive, head to the Country Music Hall of Fame Museum. You can find out about the history of country music as it progressed from Bluegrass to Western Swing. The city has actually been at the center of country music given that the 1920s when the radio station WSM began airing "The Grand Ole Opry" show with George D. Hay. A number of years later, the music industry had grown in Nashville and Chet Atkins and Elvis Presley signed agreements with RCA Victor. These artists brought Dolly Parton to the same label.

Bicentennial Capitol Mall State Park

In downtown Nashville, Tennessee, you can check out the Bicentennial Mall, an urban state park simply northwest of the state capitol. This park opened on June 1, 1996, to commemorate the 200th anniversary of Tennessee statehood. There are a number of tourist attractions in this Nashville tourist attraction, including the Tennessee State Capitol and the Centennial Mall. If you're going to Nashville, you should visit this park to experience the city's abundant history. The Tennessee Capitol Mall State Park features a 200-foot-long map of the state of Tennessee, and the Tennessee Plaza, which represents each county in the state. There's also a memorial to World War II that features 18,000-pound black granite globes and pillars. The park also features a 95-bell carillon, the largest in the world, that is set down atop fifty large Greek-style columns. The park is home to lots of occasions throughout the year, and daily visitors likewise use the extensive lawn to play frisbee.

A pathway of Counties features commemorative bricks that represent the state's history. The Pathway of Counties includes a series of time capsules, one for each county, set up by the Grand Division. The time pills will be opened on the state's tricentennial, 2096. Inside each capsule, you can learn about the history of that county through its lid. A stroll along the Tennessee Capitol Mall will take you to an urban space known as the Course of Volunteers. The Course of Volunteers was called a leading 10 public area in 2011 by the American Preparation Association. From this path, you'll be able to view the Tennessee State Capitol building. The path likewise features a 1,400-foot granite wall with 95 inscribed granite discs describing noteworthy occasions in the state's history.

Gaylord Opryland Resort Gardens

Located on the banks of the Cumberland River, the Gaylord Opryland Resort & Convention Center in Nashville is one of the biggest hotels in the U.S. This gorgeous resort features climate-controlled glass atriums and 9 acres of gardens. Its special architecture and amenities consist of indoor and outdoor swimming pools, stores, and restaurants. There are also live efficiencies and other attractions to delight in, making it an ideal destination. The Gaylord Opryland has lots of activities for all kinds of travelers. The indoor gardens include waterfalls and cascading waterfalls, as well as a Delta flatboat river. Guests can anticipate warm, friendly service from the friendly personnel. You can also book a conference space at the hotel to consult with associates. In addition to the gardens, Gaylord Opryland uses meeting and conference centers, along with child-minding services.

Parking at the Gaylord Opryland Hotel is spent, but you can park for free at Opry Mills Mall. Visitors may also park totally free in a parking space outside the Gaylord Events Center. On this occasion center hosts the annual Explore ICE! festival, which draws crowds from all over the nation. To access the hotel from the event center, simply walk through a gate on the left and under the green awning. From there, you can make your way to the Delta area of the hotel. The hotel offers a complimentary shuttle bus service to Grand Ole Opry performances, which are held on chosen Fridays and Saturday nights. There are also reveals at the Opry every Tuesday and Thursday from March to December. Visitors can likewise capture a program at the Grand Ole Opry's fishbowl-style studio, situated inside Gaylord Opryland. The hotel has a variety of dining establishments, stores, and destinations, making it a hassle-free location to stay during your see.

If you are remaining in a holiday rental home in Nashville, you may wish to consider employing a cleaning service after your journey. The city is understood for its legendary c and w venues, which can make cleaning your home after your stay an obstacle. In addition to the fact that Nashville is among the country's most populated cities, Nashville also has a high volume of visitors. Having the best house cleaning service is essential to keep your home in good shape so that visitors will enjoy their stay.

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blogevaawrites · 3 years

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Keeping to the schedule

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: angst, sad, marriage, divorce, smut

Summary: After seven years of being married, two daughters and a difficult divorce, they try to understand what went wrong and why they let that happen.

Part I Part II

I tried to process the whole information he was sharing and for the first time I believed I made a mistake. I saw it then, why he has been incredibly mad at me.

Sure, at first our separation was hard, but now he was looking happy, at least that’s what he shows me. I also was well, I still loved him but deep in my heart I thought it was the best for both of us. Now everything seems so wrong.

“There was another way. You could have told me everything, we could have dealt with all of that. You let this happen to us.” I said, full of resentment. His face was different then, he came here full of concern and then all what I was seeing was frustration.

“What are you talking about? You filed for divorce. You decided unilaterally when we were done. You ran away from our marriage at first obstacle. This is not my fucking blame.” His words were like a knife in my skin. I never took it like that. All what I could see was his unhappiness and coldness, in my heart I was doing the right thing.

Tears fell down through my cheeks uncontrollably, our seven years together seemed thrown away. I could feel him moving around the room, he was trying to calm down himself.

“I thought you were being distant because you blamed me for the infection, and then when anything seemed to change, I thought you weren’t happy and that you didn’t know how to leave me.” I said after I got my shit together. I saw him shaking his head, I wasn't sure if he wasn’t satisfied with my words or if he was answering the accusation.

He didn’t response right away, he took a few minutes to breathe loudly.

“I felt ashamed of being the one who needed help after what you went through.” He said without looking at me, he was staring the wall behind me. “I could have never ever blamed you for something like that.” He finished. His hand went to caress my face before pulling me to his embrace.

“I’m sorry” I babbled between tears.

I let myself cry my eyes out in his arms. I felt like I threw out our life because I couldn’t put aside my anger to talk our problems out , like I put my daughters through all of that because I got mad at my husband. I knew he wasn't innocent at all but guiltiness took over my whole body and couldn’t shake it off.

His hands ran all over my back and the back of my neck; the feeling of security invaded my body and the need of get out of my own thoughts grew.

He was so close to me that I couldn’t help kissing him.

His hands didn’t take long before holding my face closer to him, in the perfect position to let our tongues connect with each other.

Needing for air we broke the kiss but not for long, he kissed me again letting his hand go to hold me up from my butt. I just could follow his actions; I didn’t want to do anything else. He took me to our bedroom quickly, he sat at the edge of the bed making me straddle him.

Without leaving my mouth, he moved the strips of my shirt away from my shoulders, leaving my breast on full display for him. His hands played with my nipples before taking them in his mouth. I just could moan, moving my hips to find some friction against his bulge. He showed me his excitement pushing my hips even closer to him.

“I love you so much” he mumbled against my collarbone. His words made my noxious thoughts hunt my mind, I knew he loves me, I loved him too; it wasn’t the first time he said it after our divorce, but it was wrong now. I stood up quickly, he looked at me confused while I tried to put my shirt on again.

“What’s wrong?” he asked extending his arm to reach me.

“Who am I now? Your sidechick. Isn’t works in the other way? From a sidechick to a wife?” I said with a sardonic laugh, rubbing my eyes, trying to concentrate again.

He laughed, laying down on the bed. I looked at him completely horrified by his reaction. He took his phone from his jeans and scrolled around it for a few seconds before handing it to me.

It was a kind of a contract, an agreement to release seven pictures along with a misleading and suggestive headline.

“Meghan asked me because her team want her to be related to a certain kind of people.” He explained, I knew that this is part of his job, and he was used to it before we got together.

“It’s a pap walk.” I said understanding what he meant, I wasn’t familiar to it because he hadn’t done one since we met.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. That’s what I wanted to tell you when I came the last time.” He took my hand to bring me closer to him while he continued explaining “I shouldn’t have agreed to it, but I realized of it too late and I wanted to talk to you before the pictures got release. I didn’t want you to feel disappointed or mad and don’t worry! I already asked her and Meghan to shut down any rumor.” He guided my legs to straddle him again. “I tried to bail out of it after what happened between us, but I just couldn’t.”

“Okay.” I felt relieved. I wasn’t ready to see him with someone else, and thank God, he said he wasn’t ready to date again.

“Let’s just put you to sleep, okay?” He said caressing my head and taking my hair away from my face. He saw my face and quickly he explained to me his change of mind.

“The girls are with Scott, but he has a flight to catch in a couple hours. I need to pick them up. Okay?” he said forcing me to look at him. “Hey! Listen to me I will call you as soon as they fall sleep, will that be okay?” he asked again.

I nodded, getting up. I thought he was going to leave right away but he did not. He uncovered the bed for me to get in and laid next to me for a few minutes.

“You will always be the one. I promise.” He slurred against my temple, after kissing it.

He left the room without waiting for an answer, he must have thought I was sleeping because he tried not to make many noises.

After a few hours, my phone rang, and I didn’t wait a second to respond.

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to be up.” he said. I could hear him closing a door. I haven’t been in his new house, but I know his style very well, enough at least, to imagine it.

“I’m a light sleeper.”

“I know.” He let go a sad laugh. “I wanted to call you early, but Anna was interrogating my ass about my quick trip of tonight.” he said cooling off the environment.

“Oh! Yeah! She can be very tough, it’s probably a phase.” I said with a smile, remembering the last time I had a quick conversation with our neighbor, and she thought I was dating him.

“Yeah! I guess, but I think we should check on her, maybe she’s experiencing anxiety because of the changes or something like that. I’ve been reading about kids with divorced parents can suffers these kinds of things.” I knew he was just worried about them; I was too, but right then I felt guilty, I felt like I did this to them.

“Okay” I murmured.

I was excited about his call, I wanted to figure it out what we could do to save this, but maybe it was too late. We held on everything for so long, and now it’s probably just too late.

“What do you want to do?” he asked calmly, completely away from my thoughts.

“I don’t know.”

“Tomorrow my sister is going to the lake house. She wanted me to take the girls, but I could let them go with her and we could hang out. I don’t know, we could have a kind of a date and talk, we could try to sort this out.”

“Okay.”

“Is everything alright?” I knew he was asking because of my monosyllabic answers.

“Yes, I’m just kind of sleepy.” I didn’t want to talk anymore.

“Okay.” his voice sounded disappointed now. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Fine.”

“I love you” he said after a few seconds quiet.

I didn’t know what I was supposed to say, I loved him, but it felt like I was accepting everything, it felt like I was saying “yes, I broke us, our family”.

“Me too”

I couldn’t say much else. I said bye and hung up.

He picked me up at 7:00 p.m, he told he wanted to spend the day with the girls because they wanted to spend the night over there with their cousins. We decided to just have a dinner at his house in order to have more privacy and also, we could be in a kind of neutral environment since he doesn’t feel it like home, and I don’t even know the house.

“You want a tour?” he asked as soon as we got in the house. I nodded and followed him through the house. I wasn’t wrong about this style, the house it was almost a copy of ours, and it felt weird.

“It’s very similar to ours, isn’t?” I said softly, I wasn’t sure how he was going to take it.

“Yeah, I know, Scott said the same thing, but I don’t know, I’m living here, and this has to be home now.” He said and all at once I felt the guiltiness coming back to my body, it was like I kicked him out of his home.

“We have your favorite for dinner” he said completely unaware of my harmful thoughts.

“Great.” I didn’t want to spoil any possible progress.

He took my hand guiding me to the dinning room. We had a nice dinner, just talking about our past, when we met, when I got pregnant with Anna, when we took her to Disney for the first time… we had a happy life.

We talked about everything, but we didn’t talk about why we let this happened to us. It was like we weren’t seeing the big fat elephant in the room. After the dinner he took me outside to have the dessert in front the fireplace.

“Are you okay?” he asked worried, I wasn’t being very talkative, and he knows me well enough to let it pass.

“Yes.” I said taking a spoon of mousse.

He took my dessert from my hands.

“You sure?” he asked, forcing me to look at him by my chin. I just could nod; I didn’t know what else to do.

He took my chin to his head, kissing me deeply. He got his body closer to mine and his hand went to hip and the other one didn’t leave the back of my neck. I kept to his leading until I felt his hand get under my dress, touching my naked thigh. I pushed him away from me softly. I stood up and rubbed my face trying to find the right words.

“This is not my fault.” I dopped. He smiled in confusion.

“Well, I guess it’s not, I started to kiss you, but…” he started to say.

“I didn’t break us. I may have been the one who made it official, but you decided not to tell me what was going on.” As I said that his eyes went dark. I knew he was ready to fight back, I have seen those eyes too many times.

“It wasn’t exactly an easy journey, I couldn’t…” he was accepting that he blamed me. His voice also changed; it wasn’t the same voice he used to used when we were married. This one was ironic, rough, and mean, the one he use since we were divorced.

“Mine wasn’t easy either! It wasn’t just a rough patch for me, Chris. I felt you were abandoning me, and you knew what I was feeling.” My eyes were getting wet, and I tried to do everything not to cry.

“How I could have known that?” he sounded irritated, not just because he was talking louder but he also because his head was resting in his hands.

“Because I told you, Chris! I asked you to come back home million of times, and you rather take our daughters to the other side of the world than come back home with your wife.” I said, recalling the last time I asked him when he was going to be back. He didn’t answer, instead of that he set a whole plan. He made Scott flight to Boston to pick up the girls and then take them to Japan where he was filming his fifth film of the year.

“I was working…” He said with a different voice.

“That’s bullshit and you know it.” The air got cooler; we weren’t yelling anymore. He wasn’t looking at me when I started to walk out.

“I don’t think we can do this.” I said, ready to leave.

“We have to try it.” He caught my attention.

“Emma and Anna will be alright; they are fine now.” I’ve always thought that keeping kids in a unhappy marriage it’s way more dangerous that have a civilized divorce. I knew he was worried about them, but it wasn’t right.

“Not because of them, because I love you and I know you love me too.” He was right.

“Maybe it’s not enough anymore.”

“Yes, it is! It has to be! I don’t want to be alone the rest of my life and if it’s not with you I will be, don’t you see it? It’s been almost a year and I still thinking of you as my wife.” He stood up to get closer to me.

It broke my heart that he was right. I can’t imagine myself with another man, and it could be just a matter of time, but I honestly didn’t think so.

“How could this work? We’re going to end hating each other.” I said verbalizing one of my biggest fears.

“We won’t. I promise.” He said pulling my body to his arms.

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puredivinity · 4 years

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be yours. (erwin smith x reader)

word count: 1845

I was listening to this and i got the vibes. the lyrics aren’t gender neutral and neither is the title, but i didn’t put any gendered pronouns in there so i hope you guys don’t have a problem inserting yourselves!

i made this cute little thing! i hope you guys enjoy it!!!

this isn’t the original birthday fic i drafted but i really liked this so you got this instead

how we all love some good yearning

masterlist - erwin

Erwin caught your eye a few times. You two went to the same college, hung around the same groups of people, and even had a few classes together. He was hard to miss, really. With his charming blue eyes, perfectly sculpted face, even his beautiful smile that he gave to you whenever you passed him. You noticed the way his eyes would narrow when he’s concentrated on something, how he idly fiddled with his pencils after finishing a test. You know, things you’d usually notice about someone.

Not to mention him catching you staring at him a few times during class, from across the room. Hey, you couldn’t help it. He’s just extraordinarily handsome, that’s all, is what you told yourself. Maybe you would’ve believed that at first, but not now. It’d been far too long, having been around seven months. You’d known of him for seven months, but had yet to have a conversation with him. Sure, you’d said hi a couple times when you ran to get your morning coffee, or when you waved to him while he walked to meet his friends.

You weren’t exactly friends, per se, but more so acquaintances. Besides his name, you also knew other things about him, like his birthday - which happened to be today - and things like his favorite color, coffee blend, artist, etc. However, you weren’t sure he’d really acknowledged you even existed. He was very good friends with two other people in your class, Levi and Hange. You hadn’t formally met Levi, due to the fact that he didn’t seem to enjoy the company of other people - not that you complained - and you’ve talked to Hange a handful of times. They’re louder than Erwin and Levi, always earning a scoff and a harsh ‘Shut up, Four Eyes,’ from the smaller man.

He hung with them frequently, and from what you gathered a few months ago, they’d been friends for a couple of years. Erwin trusted them greatly, and they reciprocated. You wished you had that type of relationship with him, but settled to yearn from afar. Most would probably describe you as weird, but you wouldn’t. At least not out loud, anyway.

The bell rang, signaling the class was over, and you snapped out of your thoughts. You’d spent the class time fondly gazing in Erwin’s direction, missing the strange look Levi gave you. He’d noticed that you’d done that a lot and brought it up to Erwin a while ago, but the blonde dismissed it. Erwin figured you were staring at the wall or something, before he shot a glance in your direction, briefly meeting your eyes. From that day forward, he began noticing you too. Not that you picked up on, of course.

Packing up your things, you left the classroom and began heading to your dorm. However, when you were halfway there, you noticed that you’d left your pencil on the desk. You cursed to yourself, turning around to go retrieve it when you came face to face with someone’s chest, craning your head upwards to see who it was. To your surprise, it was Erwin, pencil in hand. He gave you his famous smile that melted your heart, clearing his throat to speak.

“Sorry to seem like a creep,” He nervously chuckled, fiddling with the item in his hands. “But I noticed that you left it at your table and wanted to return it. I hope this doesn’t seem weird,” He mumbled, handing it to you. You stared in astonishment for a moment, before shaking your head. You took the item from him, smiling in response.

“Thank you,” you said as you placed the item in your pocket, to put in your pencil case for later. “But um,” you tilted your head, pointing to yourself. “You know who I am?” That earned you a laugh and an even wider smile from the man in front of you, causing your heart to thump louder in your chest.

“Yes,” he chuckled. “We have a class together, silly. You sit closer to the window, two rows behind me.” You nodded, a blush forming on your cheeks. You honestly didn’t know what to say, you didn’t think he even knew your name, let alone where you sat.

“Right,” you confirmed, fiddling with your fingers. “What brings you to my dorm?”

“I wanted to bring your pencil back, remember,” You internally facepalmed. He just said that, you thought, feeling embarrassed. “I’m also here for another thing,” he continued, staring into your eyes.

“I was wondering if you wanted to join my friends and I for a birthday dinner tonight.” He looked at his watch. “It’s at eight. I’ll pick you up at seven.” You already knew who the friends were, of course.

Your eyes widened. He wants me, a stranger, to join him for dinner? Someone that hasn’t had a full conversation with him ever, to join him and his closest friends? You internally panicked, Erwin clearing his throat to snap you out of it. You sheepishly rubbed the back of your neck, nodding in response.

“Sure.” You pulled your phone out of your pocket, opening the contacts app and pressing the button to add a new one. Inputting his name in the field, you turned the device in his direction.

He took the device from you, fingers brushing yours. Oh fuck.

Erwin gave your phone back to you, waving you goodbye as he walked in the opposite direction. Looking down, you noticed he not only input his number, but put a ‘;)’ next to his name.

Hurrying back to your room, you fumbled with the key to unlock your door before pushing it open, throwing your bag down and rummaged through your closet. It was almost hilarious how fast you moved, tossing items you disapproved of onto your bed. It seemed like what you had in your wardrobe didn’t fit the occasion. Or, maybe you were just overreacting. Probably both, to be honest.

Thirty minutes later, you finally decided on an outfit. You’d gone for something simple, not too over the top. Sliding on your flats, you checked yourself out in the mirror, smoothing any creases or wrinkles out with your fingers. You were nervous, to say the least. Maybe nervous was an understatement. Checking yourself once more, you checked the time on your phone. It was about 6 pm, meaning you had an hour left before Erwin came to pick you up. You made a quick run to get him a birthday card, signing it and adding his favorite candy in the bag next to it.

You spent the next hour lost in your thoughts, missing Erwin’s text thirty minutes later and jolting at the sound of someone knocking on your door. Glancing at the clock on your nightstand, it was indeed 7 P.M. You stood up, double checking that you had everything you needed before heading outside to join Erwin. He greeted you with a grin, glancing at your outfit. He held his hand out for you to take, leading you to the passenger side of his car and holding the door open for you.

He informed you that Levi and Hange were already at the restaurant, waiting for the two of you to join them, meaning you’d be alone during the car ride. The ride itself was initially nerve-wracking, but things calmed down once he’d broken the ice by telling you a few jokes of his. He made you laugh and asked a few questions about you on the ride there, learning your favorite color and the type of music you liked to listen to. You found that Erwin was really easy to talk to, in addition to being funny.

Arriving at the restaurant, he opened your door for you once more, leading you inside of the restaurant. It was fancy, having beautiful portraits on the wall and playing classical music over the speakers. Your eyes scanned the crowd, spotting Hange waving the two of you over, with an unenthusiastic looking Levi next to her. He looked like he didn’t want to be there, but Erwin assured you that he always looked like that.

Taking your places across the brunette and raven-haired man, a couple of menus were placed in front of you. You flipped open the menu, eyes scanning the options. There were plenty, various dishes containing some type of seafood and the other side of the menu containing kid’s meals. You hadn’t noticed that there were a curious pair of eyes on you, admiring you.

You’d ordered and enjoyed your food, exchanging a bit of small talk with the people around you. Hange and Erwin cracked a couple of jokes, their loud laugh resonating throughout the restaurant. Levi, as usual, was mostly quiet but did engage sometimes, throwing a poorly-timed shit joke just as you were taking a bite of your food.

Despite being nervous at the beginning, you came to truly enjoy the event. It felt like you fit right in with them and they welcomed you with open arms. Well, if telling you shit jokes could be counted as open arms. They definitely got a few giggles out of you, almost making you cry from laughter at one point. You had a wonderful time and was thankful that Erwin invited you.

After paying the bill, the four of you left separately. Hange and Levi drove to their dorms and Erwin drove you back to yours. The car ride was pleasant, the radio playing songs the two of you liked. The most notable one being ‘I Wanna Be Yours,’ by the Arctic Monkeys. You sang along and Erwin hummed beside you. His larger hand brushed over yours, fingers stroking the back of it.

After reaching your dorm building, you sat in the car for a moment. Erwin’s hand squeezed yours, making you look at him. The look in his eyes was soft, one you’d never expected to see from him. He gazed fondly at you, bringing your hand up to plant a kiss on it.

“Thank you for tonight,” he whispered to you. “I hope you had a good time.”

“I did!” you blurted out, startling both yourself and Erwin a little. He laughed it off, nodding.

“I’m glad.” Silence remained for a brief moment before you reached in your bag, handing the card and candy to him.

“Happy birthday,” you mumbled, leaning against the back of your seat. “I wanted to get you a present, but I didn’t have much time, so I rushed out and got you your favorite. I hope you like it.”

He was touched. His hand cupped your cheek, him leaning in to give you a gentle kiss on the lips. Your heartbeat thumped in your ears as your eyes fluttered shut. Internally, you were screaming; yelling to the high heavens, so loud you would’ve lost your voice.

But on the outside, your hands were slightly shaking as you lost yourself in the kiss.

Erwin pulled away, stopping to mutter a quick “Thank you again,” before pressing his lips to yours once more.

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sichengtual · 3 years

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meeting taeil under the falling snow was your one long-standing traditions, tending to your feelings until they, like flowers, were ready to bloom in full.

— pairing: moon taeil x reader.

— au: soulmates.

— genre: fluff.

— word count: 1767.

— playlist: more than words — extreme; on the snow — exo.

for @seodami, from your @neoculturechristmas’s secret santa! i had a lot of fun writing this for you, and i hope you’ve been enjoying enjoying your holidays! here’s a little something for you 💓

You had always known both you and Taeil were creatures of habit.

It had been clear, since the very beginnings of your relationship, that part of the reason you understood each other so well was because you functioned so similarly in the first place. You had met in between previously set scenes, noticed each other purely because of the way you blended yourselves right into each other’s lives so naturally, it was hard for you to tell when you had started to blend into one cohesive picture to begin with.

He felt like a childhood friend and a mysterious stranger all at the same time: with the sense of familiarity that could only belong to a bond that has been created in the course of a lifetime, and the excitement behind getting to meet him almost once again every time he showed you a new side of himself. You had always known it was special, how he could make you feel known yet undiscovered with a single look, with something in his eyes letting you see the exact point where both outlooks intertwined. You had always felt it was unique, with the calmness behind his smile and the thrill behind his voice — and you had always been sure he had felt it too.

Despite the brief four years of knowing each other, in a way, it almost felt like he had always been there. Like he had always belonged in your life just like you had always belonged in his, your meeting being the final piece of a puzzle that had been many years in the making, the finishing touches of a life’s work masterpiece. Him being in your life, somehow, made sense.

And, as such, it became hard to imagine what it would have been like if he wasn’t. Looking back, there were so many things in your life you could connect back to Taeil, even when at a simple glance, none of them had really anything to do with him. He was just there, sunk so deep in the back of your mind that he was the sole protagonist of your thoughts and dreams even when he’s miles away.

The two of you held mirroring tattoos in the exact same way you had mirroring souls, each one of the lines drawn on your skin signaling the other that you were there.

But as much as Taeil lived inside of you as you lived inside of him, accepting the soulmate bond meant having to live life as two instead of one. It required commitment, and even though the two of you already knew you were gonna end up together, you agreed that feelings, just like flowers, can’t be pressured into blooming.

Taeil always met you at the Winter Carnival at exactly 7 p.m, as if on clockwork. He always waited next to the tallest lightpost, a bag of toasted chestnuts you’d share as you walked along the hundreds of small, fairy lights clad tents. Taeil would often stop and look at the little trinkets that were offered in the small shops, not buying anything unless you liked it.

“I just like doing it,” Taeil would always say. “It’s not that it’s anything big, it’s just something for you to think of me.”

You were sure he bought them to remember you, too. To look back and think of the colorful little trinkets he had purchased, recalling the memory of your hands brushing together as you walked side by side just as night started to fall.

It was just you and him, meeting each other once a year before it got dark. In a sense, it was a sort of sign, reminding you of each other right before the new year rolled around. It gave you something to hope for, a sort of beacon at the end of the way.

Just like that, just as time passed, you had started to fall in love with Taeil in the way people were expected to fall in love with their soulmates: completely and whole-heartedly. It almost felt like diving head first straight into the ocean, breaking through the icy waters in the promise of finding something so precious on the other end of the shore it gave you a rhythm to follow, a path to swim by.

And you finally decided to tell him.

Snow has just started falling when you leave the house.

It’s no different from every other carnival day: cool gusts of wind, warm spiced scents, bright flickering lights. People pass by you as you make your way into the fair, barely even brushing shoulders before they go back to being just a part of the background, holding no more significance than a brief locking of sights. Noises mix in together like an intricate score, voices and melodies composing an accompanying piece that set the beat not only to your steps, but to the scene as a whole.

You’re surprised by how different it makes it feel; feeling happier with laughter and more neutral with the lack of it, occasionally setting your attention in the background accompaniments such as the soft ring of a bell or the muted honk of a horn. In complete honesty, it’s a picture perfect rendition of a scene only seen in movies, and it doesn’t help feeling like both you and Taeil could set its entire course with only a change in conversation.

He’s waiting for you, holding a small white paper bag, like he always does. He’s dressed in warm, layered clothes, a smile on his lips only growing with each and every step you took in his direction. Small, almost translucent snowflakes are beginning to fall over his head, adorning the strands of hair that fell over his forehead, and you couldn’t help but think of just how much the current scene resembled one straight of a frame belonging in the Louvre.

“It’s nice to see you again,” are the first words he says when looking at you. They carry a weight behind them, an actual sense of longing produced by the cruel passing of the time in which you were apart.

His voice feels warm.

“You got a haircut.”

“Yeah,” he smiles. “Do you think it suits me?”

“I think you’re absolutely rocking it.”

It’s not unusual for Taeil to grow shy. Even after the years and years you’d known him, he still blushes at your compliments, no matter how hard you try to convince him your words spoke nothing but the truth. He knew that, though, because your voice made everything sound like something he’s always been aware of.

“Here, have some,” Taeil offers you a sheepish smile before he extends the paper bag in your direction. “They’re still warm.”

Still looking at him, you take one of the chestnuts from the bag and propped it into your mouth, the salty top layer in the snack immediately melting in your mouth. Moving closer to him, you let your hand brush against Taeil’s free one, immediately following his steps as he starts walking.

And, in all honesty, the atmosphere never stopped surprising you. Out of the corner of your eye you can see the light reflect upon Taeil, illuminating his face in an ensemble of warm, combining colors. You can only imagine the effect it must have on his eyes, bringing out their own natural glow in the exact same way it painted them in a kaleidoscope of different shades of Christmas.

It’s funny when you recall this is the most magical night of the year. You think of having felt just that in Taeil’s embrace, having heard magic in his voice. You’re sure that his presence in your life is exactly what makes it magical, and get to feel just that when he takes your hand in his.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about us,” Taeil says, his voice bringing you back from your haze. “About what we’re gonna do from now on.”

You nod, trying to get him to continue. You want to tell him you’ve been doing the exact same thing, thinking about moving forward, finally taking a step. But you wait until after he speaks, wanting to know what his stance is in the matter, getting to know both sides before pulling together a story.

You can’t really make out what it is, but there’s something about Taeil’s voice that gives you hope. You keep walking through the growing crowd, having to move closer together to walk next to together next to the waves of people. Somewhere in there, Taeil finally laces your fingers together, feeling your heart growing warm.

“I know we decided to wait before we finally accepted what we are, and what it means for us,” he says. “We took what fate gave us and let it grow on its own accord, and now it doesn’t really feel like it was something made for us. It feels as if we’ve the ones that made it, growing closer because we wanted to, and not because it was simply imposed on us.”

Taeil gives your hand a squeeze.

“I’ve fallen in love with you the way it should be. It feels like I’ve been dreaming, somehow being happier in a dream that I’ve ever been while awake. And all this time, I was only dreaming of you.”

You’ve reached the middle of the fair, coming to a stop next to your bench, right in front of the brightly lit carrousel. There’s a live band playing somewhere near, music reaching your ears right as you stop walking, and a strong scent of warm cider coming from somewhere in the tents. You turn to look at Taeil, looking at all the snow that has gathered on top of his head, and the slight blush on his cheeks that you can’t tell if it’s a product of his words or simply a reaction from the cold.

You decide you don’t have to know.

“I’m in love with you too,” you say. “And not because of fate, but because of you. Fate only helped us find each other, but the rest grew from here. From us.”

Taking a step in your direction, Taeil finally kissed you under a thousand flickering fairy lights. It was a change in the routine, a new tradition only but growing from an already existing one. Maybe the meetings under the snow were coming to an end, but you’d take a thousand sunny days by Taeil’s side over standing alone under the rain.

Right there, with snow falling right on top of your head, you had never felt so warm.

#neoculturechristmas #nct-writers #nct scenario #taeil scenarios #nct scenarios #taeil x reader #nct x reader #nct fluff #taeil fluff #nct fic #taeil fics #mar.writing #i hope you like it !!! and it's so nice to finally meet you !!!

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fullsunthingz · 4 years

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Jungwon | Number 1 fan

➳Paring: ENHYPEN Jungwon x Reader ( neutral because we do not discriminate here)

➳Genre: fluff

➳REQUESTED

➳Warning: Very short

It was a normal Friday night, same routine as every other days you have. School work, light house chores and lastly waiting for your boyfriend Jungwon to come home from their practice.

While waiting for your boyfriend, you decided to make ramen for the both of you since it’s the easiest and fastest one you can make.

You heard the apartment door open and you immediately knew it was your boyfriend after hearing a bag drop on the floor. He went up to you and gave you a back hug then sighed. As always he was tired from practice. Ever since ILAND ended and he was part of the debuting group their practices are harder than usual which take more energy from Jungwon.

You face him and held his cheek ”After we eat go wash up, then we’ll cuddle. Okay? He smiled then nodded. After you both ate dinner you washed everything you used then waited for Jungwon in your shared room.

You laid down on the bed then closed your eyes because of feeling tired due to school and the chores you did but you know it doesn’t compare to what your boyfriend faced from 7 A.M to 9 P.M. a few minutes later you felt arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to his body.

you opened your eyes to see your boyfriend looking at you with a soft smile in his face “hi” he said softly.

You hugged him “so how was practice today? Did you have fun?”

“I actually did. I love practicing for the debut because our dream is slowly coming true.” The way he said Our dream instead of “His” made your heart flutter because you we’re always there for him, encouraging him to continue to reach out to his dream.

You suddenly remembered all the sleepless nights you spent just make sure his things for training is fixed, the money you saved up to get him new shoes for training, the extra money you would slip without his knowledge in his jacket for him to spend for food, the time you spent on voting for him when he was on iland, and all the defending you did on social media whenever someone would talk negatively about him.

“remember that I’m not just doing this for myself, my members and our fans. I’m also doing this for you, to show you how thankful I am for the support you gave me ever since I told you I want to be an idol.” he looked at you with adoration in his eyes, he is genuinely thankful for you sticking by his side supporting him after so long.

“I know. You remind me everyday. Don’t worry because I promised that I’ll support you until my last breath”

He hugged you tighter as you reminded him what you promised before.

“enough about me. How was your day?” he asked while stroking you hair.

“Mine is boring you already know that. Let’s talk about you more.” you pouted at him, trying to convince him to tell you more about his day.

“okay my number 1 fan . Heeseung won’t stop doing aegyo with sunoo, Jay looked so stressed because of the both of them” he laughed lightly as he said what happened in the studio.

“sunghoon was quiet as usual but would laugh at the other three along side Jake and Ni-ki.”

“we all got to hear the debut song today”

He didn’t realized that you already fell asleep, knew when he heard light snores.

He smiled at your sleeping state and pulled the covers closer to the both of you. He kissed your forehead and said “good night my number 1 fan, I love you so much”

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wishonastar7 · 3 years

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Timely Fate3

Starting the Paid Service(2)

[ Dokkaebi. The first time he appeared, someone said so. ]

"Dokkaebi," I whispered, the sentence running through my mind as I squeezed Gilyoung's hand. At this moment the door for cart 3807 opened wide and the electricity finally returned.

Kim Dokja had moved in front of Yoo Sangah, putting him right beside me. I could see his pale face and cold sweat forming, his hands trembling a bit as they clenched around his phone.

As for me, a sense of thrill passed through my body as I quickly recalled the contents of both web novels. To be honest, I had always thought that I would be more afraid than excited when the end of the world came, it was for this reason that I went everywhere with concealable weapons and practiced boxing and martial arts, but the sense of thrill that traveled down my spine surprised even me. I quickly covered my face once more, hiding the smile that had started to form.

Gilyoung tugged at my hand and pointed at his face. My lips formed a fond smile as I rummaged through my bookbag and pulled out a palm-sized duffel bag and took out a black mask, handing it to the little boy. He grinned at me before putting it on, both our faces going back to neutral. I let go of Gilyoung's hand in favor of putting my hair up in a high ponytail with a red scrunchie before holding onto Gilyoung's hand once more.

I wasn't afraid at all.

[ With two small horns and wearing a small straw mat, the strange and fluffy creature was floating in the air.]

[ It was too strange to call it a fairy, too evil to call it an angel, and too tranquil to call it a demon.]

[ Thus, it was called a 'dokkaebi'. ]

I already knew what the first thing it would say was.

[*^$^&%$#^*^%]

Fiction and Reality overlapped precisely.

Dokja stiffened beside me, he obviously recognized the 'words' it had just spoken. Just then, a few people started questioning things. Others started complaining.

"What is this?"

"Is this augmented reality?"

Ignoring the questions and complaints, I looked straight at the Dokkaebi. This was the very dokkaebi that had opened the door to death and tragedy for thousands and thousands of lives in 'Ways of Survival.'

Yoo Sangah's voice broke me out of my thoughts. "It sounds vaguely like Spanish. Should I try speaking with it?"

I looked towards her, shaking my head before Dokja could answer. "Eso no es Español." I looked straight at her as I said this. I turned my head back before she could respond.

The little thing cleared its throat, clear Korean and perfect pronunciation finally escaping its lips. [ Ah. Ah. Does this sound good? Ah, I had a hard time because the Korean patch wasn't working. Everyone, can you hear my words?]

The expressions on people's faces started relaxing as a familiar language was spoken. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Just because a familiar language was spoken doesn't mean you should quit being vigilant. The motherfucker was fucking floating in the air looking like it was ready to play bowling ball with us as the pins.

The first one to step out was a big man in a suit. I looked at him thinking, 'You're it.'

"Hey. What are you doing right now?" He asked, his face looking a little angry.

[...Huh?]

"Are you filming? I have to go because I have an audition I need to get to." I quietly snorted, thinking of the monsters that must be roaming the outside world right now.

[Ah, the auditions. That's right, this is also an audition. Haha, there was a shortage of data. You see, I just entered when it was monetized at 7 p.m. ]

I chuckled, finding the situation to be humorless but laughing anyway.

"What? What are you talking about?" The man continued, confused.

[Now, now. All of you, relax in your seats and listen to me. From now on, there is something very important that I must tell you!]

People started panicking.

"What? Quickly get off the train!"

"Someone call the captain!"

"What are they doing without the cooperation of the citizens?!"

"Mommy, what is that? A cartoon?"

I grinned, looking down at Gilyoung and ruffling his hair. He looked up at me, confused but enjoying the treatment. I pinched his cheeks through the mask, he scrunched his nose but allowed me to continue.

"Yoo Sangah-ssi, it's dangerous, so stay here," Dokja told her.

"Huh?" Yoo Sangha's eyes widened, confusion flowing through them.

[Haha, you're really loud.] The dokkaebi suddenly spoke. Dokja trembled at its voice, this was a presence with a stronger persuasive power than anyone else right now.

[I thought I told you to be quiet.]

Dokja closed his eyes as the Dokkaebi's eyes turned red. I continued looking at it in an almost psychotic form of fascination. Something burst- loud, and the subway became quiet.

There was a big hole in the forehead of the actor who had to go to his audition. "Uh, uh, Uh...." He repeated almost stupidly before he collapsed on the spot.

[This isn't a movie shoot.]

Another loud cracking sound. It was the person who kept talking about the captain.

[It isn't a dream. It isn't a novel either.]

I lifted Gilyoung up onto my hip as he buried his face into my chest, trembling slightly. I felt pity for the boy so I took off the black noise-canceling headphones that had been lying around my neck and put them over his ears. He looked up in confusion and I smiled at him.

He nodded before burying his face in my chest again.

One, two, three...blood sprayed everywhere into the air as the heads of some people burst. Every one of them had protested against the dokkaebi, others had screamed or went wild. Every one of those who had caused a fuss, starting from the moment the dokkaebi had appeared, had a hole in their heads.

Suddenly, the subway became a blood bath. From the ceiling to the walls, chairs, and the floor- everything was stained red.

[This isn't the 'reality that you know anymore, understand? So everyone shut up and listen to me.]

In a matter of seconds, more than half of the people in the subway had died. I looked around and realized that Lee Gilyoung's mom had been one of them. Blood and pieces of flesh filled the subway. Now there wasn't anymore screaming.

Like small predators standing in front of a starving predator, everyone watched the dokkaebi's every action in terror. From behind me, Yoo Sangah hiccupped.

Even I felt a little nauseated as I smelled the stench of blood and saw the pieces of flesh floating in puddles of blood. I took out a mint and gave it to Gilyoung who accepted it without question.

[Everyone, your lives...haven't they been nice so far?]

There was no one who answered, I waited for the one who would.

"D-do you want money?" Someone said, raising their hand carefully. I stared at him.

"I-Isn't that Department Head Han of the Finance Team?" Dokja muttered out.

"Y-yeah.." Yoo Sangah-ssi answered, trailing off.

"I will give you money," The department head stated. "Take it. Please note that I am a person who had a lot of money," He pulled out his business card as the others cheered him on. I rolled my eyes.

"How much do you want? One mill? Two?" He was spitting out money that was too much for a department head of a subsidiary company to make.

[Hmmm, you're giving me money?]

"Y-yes! Right now I don't have much money but if you let me out I can give you the rest!"

[Money, hmm. Good. A plant fiber that all humans agree on.]

The department head's expression brightened. 'Indeed, money can solve anything.' It seemed to stay.

Oh, how pitiful.

"This is all I have for right now-"

[It only applies in your space and time.]

"H-huh?"

At that moment, flames appeared and every single cheque in the department head's hands burst into flames, landing into a pitiful pile of ashes at his feet. He let out a scream.

[That thing has absolutely no value in the macrocosm world. Do this again and I'm blowing off your head.]

Once again, fear spread through the hearts of the others like wildfire.

[What the hell will happen now?]

There were only two people that knew how the future would be,

Kim Dokja and I.

[Phew, the debt is piling up during the time that you guys were noisy. Well...yes. Rather than explain it a hundred times, isn't it more convenient for you to make money yourself?]

Its horns rose like antennas and its body floated towards the ceiling. A moment later, a message rang out.

[#BI-7623 Channel is open]

[The constellations have entered.]

A small window emerged in front of everyone's eyes.

[The main scenario has arrived!]

[ Main Scenario #1- Proof of Value]

Category: Main

Difficulty: F

Clear Conditions: Kill one or more living thing

Time limit: 30 Minutes

Compensation: 300 Coins

Failure: Death

The dokkaebi smiled faintly as it started disappearing into the next space.

[Then, good luck everyone. Please show me an interesting story.]

(1560)

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moonlight26posts-blog · 7 months

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In Baltimore City, MD: All-around perfect, outgoing, and happy-go-lucky boy has spent over a month in the shelter - BARCS, Baltimore MD

Chevelle- 1 year, altered male, 66lbs

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burnedbyshoto · 5 years

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Could i request 22 and 27 with a gender neutral reader

have a sleepover with me! prompt list here!

fuckboi!todoroki shouto x gn!reader

“Did you ever love me?”

“Well done, you were right, I hope now you’re happy.”

warnings: angst

a/n: the third person to fall within the trap of not requesting whether they want fluff or angst, so we on an angsty boat trip together!!! (also boat trip??? wtf am I even????)

There was nothing more in life that Shouto loved more than a challenge. He was rich, handsome, and smart. Everyone knew that, and he did too. Every single person he had ever encountered either acted like he was a god which was never fun. Then, there were the fun ones. The ones that thought themselves special because they wouldn’t be wooed by his charm, only for them all to fall for him within weeks times.

So yeah, Shouto was living it up.

There was still one last person on his list, y/l/n y/n. A bit introverted when you first talked with them, but would eventually melt off their shell. Shouto had never really thought about going after you, after all, he had slept and wooed all your friends, and they had been underwhelming. So there wouldn’t be much of a difference with you.

So one day during class, instead of focusing in on the lecture, he leaned over to you. “You and me, date tonight. I’ll pick you at 7 p.m.”

What Shouto expected was for you not to show up, in fact, he had his real date planned out to be in your room when he had finally pestered you enough to be let in. But you had shown up in a nice outfit, expectantly waiting.

It throws him off his game.

So that’s how it went. For months.

Shouto would stick to his very thought out game plan, but you always managed to through him off in the best ways. Quite honestly, he had never had this much fun dating before. Hell, he even posted a picture of the two of you on his Instagram which for the most part had only been pictures of him and his occasional friends.

But the truth of his interests came from a bet with his friends. To see if King Shouto could truly get any person he wanted. But now his friends were tired of Shouto being with you, and they said he had won the bet. It was past a year into your relationship that no one would have ever guessed coming.

To be more honest, Shouto was also scared of his feelings for you. Everything had been a game to him before, but you had managed to make it feel so real.

So he gave you his phone password, expecting you to snoop, but you never did. Shouto is almost ready to concede to you when he realizes how much you truly love him and trust him. Hell, it scared him the other month when he finally spoke those three little words to you, and actually meant it.

So now, he wanted out. Shouto wanted nothing more than to get out before he couldn’t anymore. So he devised a plan with his friends to get you to break up with him, and they were excited. They really wanted Shouto back.

“Babe, your friends are texting you!” You call into the bathroom where Shouto was currently showering as part of the plan

“Do you mind reading them for me? See if it’s anything I need to respond to!”

You nod your head as you go back to his phone, feeling weird as you unlock it. You hated opening peoples phones because you never wanted anyone looking through yours.

Your eyes scanned the texts, and you felt your blood run cold.

message: shouto, you fucking LEGEND I can’t believe you managed to get them to believe you actually loved them?!

message: he really is a king among peasants, I could never do that

message: he’s gonna be so happy to find out that he won the damn bet! I really thought he was going to tap out week one!!!

You blink as you continue reading message after message of similar words pop up. Over and over. You had had doubts in the beginning, but it being past a year in the making, you figured if it was a bet, it was done.

“What was it?” Shouto’s voice asks, and all you know is that he has no idea what’s happening.

You look up at Shouto who has a towel around his waist, water droplet still coating his chest. “Did you ever love me?” Your voice cracks as you stand up from the bed, his phone forgotten on the bed. “This entire time… was it just a game for you?”

“I’m going to need you to be–”

“Don’t bullshit me, Shouto.” You snap, your eyes welling with tears. “Was it a fucking game to you.”

“Yes,” Shouto says quietly, and you stare at him as the demeanor of King Shouto takes over, something you felt that was hardly still apart of his personality. But god were you so wrong. “You were the only person in the damn school left for me to get with. It just felt so easy, that I had to take the challenge. You know that I like challenges. I know that you would be able to fall for me, and no one believed me when I said I could make you fall and stay in love with me for over a year.”

There’s the cold smirk on his face, the smirk he wore whenever someone he wanted, clashed against him. But you were better than this. You deserved more than to be some competition for him to win.

“Well done, you were right, I hope now you’re happy.” You mutter as you walk away from him, once again proving Shouto wrong. He had expected you to be able to push past it for one more round of angry sex, but the way you stormed out the door, your eyes sealed over. Shouto knew there was no way he was going to fix this mess up.

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ovomi · 4 years

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In LA LOCANDA DELLA SECONDA BALENA, during the evening of 2019 MARCH 19TH at 7:43 P.M, OLIVIA shares a drink and conversation with their old friend TROILUS. // @tomassabello

Omi would notice Tomas long before he’d come to notice her. It had been impossible not to— not with the way he inevitably commandeered any space he was introduced to— with the way he invoked emotion within audiences that they may have otherwise forgotten these said emotions existed. This had been Omi’s initial introduction to Tomas Sabella— the talented golden boy who had taken the Roman stage by storm while inevitably stealing their hearts in the process. In this instance, Omi had been no different. Equally as affected, equally as infatuated, but possessing far more curiosity and determination than anyone else within the audience. She’d noticed him, just as a thousand people before them had noticed Tomas, but the key difference between Omi and the thousands was that they would make sure to be noticed by him.

It had been a frivolous idea that she’d committed herself to— one a person makes when daydreaming about a celebrity crush that they’d surely not meet. Omi had not expected to stumble across the opportunity to be an extra in a movie, their formal dance training making them a shoo-in candidate, with them never passing up the opportunity for a new experience— nor one to turn down a chance to make some extra money. It would be on that very set that Omi would see their idea through— stealing moments with the star in places an extra should not have been. But with Omi, even prior to their eventual occupation as a Sparrow, tactfulness had always been on their side. It was how she’d avoided being ushered out of the main cast only section just long enough summon a laugh or two, or exchange harmless, yet intentional flirtations. Omi had approached Tomas with the intention of being noticed by him, but even being as clever and deliberate as she was, she could not have anticipated the adventure in store for the pair of them.

They would share drinks, musings, life goals— and even a brief, but memorable bedroom dalliance— but most importantly of all, they’d share a friendship. One that prompted Omi to occasionally stay in touch with Tomas after they decided they’d overstayed their welcome in the divine city of Rome. One that prompted her to begin purchasing two postcards for every place she visited— one for her dearest Chiko and the other for her dear friend Tomas. One that prompted her to seek him out in Verona after briefly losing touch, but knowing enough about the city and its inhabitants to know that this was where he resided. It was clear to Omi what they’d saw in Tomas, and why they’d been intent on his light remaining in their life. Behind the many masks the actor held was an unmistakable capacity to love. It was how Tomas managed to make Omi feel that she would eventually mimic for her patrons as she became a sparrow— noticed, important, and cherished. She desired these feelings, but eternally, despite the rousing suspicion that she was undeserving of such. She desired this despite knowing that they juxtaposed the violence and chaos that she’d grown so comfortable in. That she thrived in. What if they were to lose themself entirely in love? What if the only love she would ever know was the kind of love her father was capable of giving her, one that was tainted mitigated by the overarching shadow of brutality from the crime syndicate?

But that did not matter when it came to her friendship with Tomas, as he never made her feel she was undeserving of such. But how much of his light did he now have to spare, was a question that plagued her upon them reconnecting in Verona. Had Verona begun to change him, as it inevitably changed everyone, and usually for the worse? Had his love for Celeste been enough? It was a love Omi secretly held in the highest regard, a love she believed worthy of immortalization and constellations, as who better to be loved by than by one of her dearest friends, Tomas Sabello? Maybe love would never be enough for people like them, for people like Omi who were brought up bloodshed and pandemonium— but it would have to be for someone like Tomas. If only they’d been capable of saving him, from protecting him from what appeared to be the inevitable soul-crushing monotony— but that simply had not been their place nor their job. She could only hope to be there to mitigate its effects, to remind him that even in war, there’s are phenomena that make life worth living.

By hopefully convincing him this, Omi would be able to convince herself— no matter how preposterous the idea became with each passing day. Who exactly had been the one responsible for the convincing at this moment, and precisely what of? Though neither of them had been direct associates of the mob, they’d both tied to them in inexplicable ways— with Tomas through marriage and Omi through their occupation. Despite this, their declared neutrality made it fairly simple to remain friends even during these tumultuous times. They’d been seated at an outside table of a bar, with Omi nursing a drink in one hand, and finishing a cigarette in the other. Their lips had been etched into a permanent smile; with their slender body leaning slightly over the table, hanging on each and any word that left his mouth. Even just for a moment, they imagined they were in Rome, without the corrupt circumstances of Verona to weigh them down. “You know, Tommy,” Omi began with a suggestively arched brow, and a playful tilt of the head. “I think you’d make an excellent Sparrow. I’m sure you and Mona would be able to work something out. And she’d absolutely have to give me some kind of recruitment bonus for bringing you in, right?” She laughed merrily, tickled by her own outlandish suggestion. “On second thought, I can’t afford to have you upstaging me.”

#( location | bar. )#b/c I am not typing out that bar name I got from the stock photo and all threads at a bar are officially located at bar eofkesof #( opposite | troilus. )#( tomas | 001. )#I know I say this in every omi thread but I SWEAR OMI IS NOT IN LOVE WITH TOMAS!!!#it's like a i'm not in love with u but I can't blame everyone that is in love with you for being in love with you because pffftttt #who wouldn't be in love with u #besides me #k3ef #eosfreosrf #( date | 2019 may 19. )

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