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inciting-chaos-series · 1 year

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The Night Shift: Chapter Three

If you'd like to be tagged when new chapters are posted let me know! -Ghostiewvlf

✦✦Update: Edited slightly :) -Ghostiewvlf

✦ The Night Shift Masterpost ✦

➢ Tag List: @valleys

➢Summary:

You work the night shift at a local dog kennel for boarding and daycare. You love the peace and quiet of the shift, but just when you get comfortable- a few break-ins happen around town, and upper management decides to place your quiet, brooding, shift lead on the schedule with you.

☽✧ Chapter Three: Musically In Tune ✧☾

-Y/N POV-

Your second class wasn't supposed to start for another fifteen minutes, but you really didn't have the energy to get out of bed. You hated that you only had one day off work, sure your job was alright, but using your other day off as the day to schedule all your classes was really not the move, because now you didn't want to attend the lectures. The text that popped up on your phone didn't help focusing much either. Why was he texting you? Did he want you to come in on your day off?

Logan 🐺:

Hows school nerd?

“Weird” You said aloud, laughing to yourself as the small adrenaline rush of having to come in dissipated.

You:

Not exactly better than work, but not worse

Logan 🐺:

I can always call you in for an ‘emergency’ haha

You:

No thanks! Lol

Next thing you knew your phone was flooding with sad cat memes about school. Your face quickly started to ache from laughing so much.

Logan 🐺:

Don’t tell the boss im memeing on company time

You:

You are my boss stupid

Logan 🐺:

Oh, yeah… guess I am ;)

It was so bizarre seeing this side of him. In just a week he had gone from this “quiet shift lead that no one really wants to talk to” to “coworker that you look forward to working with everyday” to now, acquaintances? Friends? You didn't really know. It was hard for you to draw lines between stages of friendship at work. Maybe he was just being nice to make you feel more comfortable around him?

Logan 🐺:

So… what class are you in right now?

You:

Just about to start music theory

Logan 🐺:

RIP haha

Need any help studying? I’m pretty good with music

You:

I might take you up on that actually lol

I never have time for this class so now im nearly failing

Logan 🐺:

Bring your stuff next shift and we’ll work on it :)

You:

Thank youuuu :’)

You turned the screen off on your phone and tried your best to pay attention during your lecture, but you couldn't shake the nervous energy you had built up thinking about the next shift working with him.

It didn't take long for the next workday to arrive. You had barely slept at all, staying up studying and trying to catch up in your other courses was beginning to take a toll on you. You arrived barely on time for your shift, quickly getting the usual updates from departing day staff before clocking in. You headed into the break room and set your things down before collapsing into the seat and catching your breath. You’d just barely remembered to grab your music theory notes and homework, collecting them in a rush and making you run just enough behind that you’d be late if you picked up food for the shift. At least you would be able to get some help from Logan tonight though and hopefully your next exam would go over better than the last.

The day shift quickly finished up and clocked out. Logan seemed to be running a bit late, so once everyone else had clocked out and left you began the duties of the night. You were on your second rotation of letting dogs out when you heard his car pull up, so you didn't turn to look when you heard the backdoor open and a few more dogs run out. You continued playing with one of the more shy dogs that was boarding for the night and watched to make sure everyone was getting along.

“Hey there.” You felt a warm hand on your back, a sharp contrast with the bite in the cold fall air. You tried to ignore the nagging feeling in the pit of your stomach acting up.

“Oh hey!” a slightly-too-loud laugh falling from your lips.

“I stopped at Starbucks and got us some coffee.” An uneven smile painted his face, making him look almost comical with his cold bitten nose and pale skin, along with those signature dark circles under his eyes.

“Oh wow, thank you! I was running late and wasn't able to stop for anything today.” You smiled and accepted the warm cup and took an eager sip, grateful to have some caffeine for the night.

“Oh huh, perfect timing I guess? You're welcome.” He chuckled and offered a smile just as warm as the cup in your hands. “I can order some food or snacks later too.” He took a sip of his own cup and huffed, his breath forming a small cloud in front of him due to the freezing temperature. As much as you despised the cold and how it made your already poor circulation in your hands feel like pins and needles, you did really love the aesthetics of it: the clouds of breath, the way it made faces redden, the smell that was draped across everything the night before a big thunderstorm or heavy snowfall, the oversized hoodies and layered outfits that everyone seemed buried in, big boots with chunky socks- it was all very comforting in a way, it seemed to round out the edges in a very sharp world.

The night went by much the same as it began. There was a very comforting feeling about the weather and the mood that you were both in, even the dogs seemed very subdued. Time seemed to go by a bit slower, which you happily welcomed after weeks of vigorous study.

Though time seemed to be lulling along peacefully, you got your nightly duties done in record time. You blamed the unusually well behaved dogs. It wasn't long before you were both sitting at the front desk again, joking around and playing some light music. He hesitantly showed you a few of his favorite bands. You assumed his apprehension was from fear of judgment. Lucky for him, you both enjoyed darker, more melancholy music.

You both listened to his Spotify playlist while he helped you on your coursework. You bopped along to several songs you recognized as he read through your work. BONES, Xavier Wulf, and several other artists played softly through the speakers.

“Mm, yeah not this one…” You sheepishly laughed as you clicked skip on Cholesterol, not needing to feel too melancholic tonight. He merely chuckled and nodded with firm agreement. You were surprised by his knowledge about music, he helped you get through the entirety of your homework, as well as explained a bunch of the questions you’d missed on the last exam you brought with you.

“How do you know all this? I feel like you know more than my professor honestly…” You laughed as you finished up the last question and shut your notebook. He’d managed to explain everything all in a way that was actually making sense to you. He’d even related back to songs that played out softly on the speakers and used them as examples to the concepts.

“I sincerely fucking doubt that…” He chuckled tiredly. “I just- know music I guess… I spend a lot of time with and around it, I uh- I’ve even made a couple songs myself…” You smiled as you caught the red tint on his heated cheeks.

“Wait really?” You gave him a surprised look.

“Yeah, I don’t know if they're any good, but I like making them.” He shrugged and passed you the keyboard and mouse to play music.

“Can I hear one?” You pried, making him slump into his chair further and groan softly.

“Ahh I don’t know, y/n…” He huffed and rolled his eyes playfully. “I haven't really shown anyone, but I guess if you promise to not make fun of me…” he turned slightly and narrowed his eyes at you, “...or tell anyone here- maybe I’ll bring my computer next time or something…”

“Hmm, we’ll see…” You squinted back, jokingly challenging him before laughing.

“I’ll write you up I swear to god y/n…” He joked back, laughing along with you.

“OoOkay boss man…”

➢ Links:

✦ Fics Masterlist ✦ The Night Shift Masterpost ✦ ✦ AO3 ✦ Wattpad ✦ Art ✦ ✦ Requests Masterpost & Guidelines ✦ Request Trope List ✦ 。:゜:.*∵✧∵ ☽ Submit A Request ☾∵✧∵*:.゜: 。

#The Night Shift #TNS #corpse husband #corpse husband fanfiction #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse husband x y/n #corpse x y/n #romance #slow burn #coworkers to lovers #fanfiction #fanfic #mutual pining #fluff #angst #Ghostie Howls #J Writes

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emberwood-if · 2 years

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Emberwood Update #1 (9/30/2022)

I guess I'm doing these now? but anyway, hi! I wanted to post a general update because my presence here has started becoming sporadic.

As of right now, I’m officially around 85% done with the Halloween special! I just have to write the platonic route (which is the group date route). When I’m done with that, I’ll do a quick round of editing and will be adding some meat to the solo routes since some scenes left me a bit unsatisfied. I wasn't planning on making the specials a particularly long or complicated affair but ofc...my ambitions always leave me with so much more coding and writing lol but I prefer it that way. I'd rather have to do more and finish with a better piece of work than publish something I'm not proud of.

I'm hoping to release in early October, mostly because I'm traveling later in the month and won't be online. Worst case scenario, it'll release either mid October or right before Halloween.

Just to repeat: this specific special will be free! I do get a few asks about that.

If everything goes well, this will be the first and last piece of bonus content before Chapter 2 releases. HOPEFULLY. I really want to release Chapter 2 before the year ends, but my full time job makes that pretty difficult (I work nine hours—I’m usually tired by the time I’m done haha).

My brain is already running with ideas for a New Years Special and a birthday extra story (since one of the ROs bday is in December)) but Chapter 2 will take priority.

Chapter 2 is looking to be hefty already, but I might trim it down for pacing purposes.

I really really really want to release chapter 2 as soon as possible but it really depends on my free time.

That goes to my third point, with the way chapter 2 is progressing and how many components I'm adding to it, I feel like it won't be feasible for me to publish chapters without getting more eyes on it. There's so much branching, scene changes, choices, variables that publishing with little errors is def not likely hahaha.

When Chapter 2 is close to finishing, I guess I’ll look for beta testers/early readers

It depends on interest, I kind of want a beta reader/tester for each route (+the platonic route).

I created a form just to see if there is interest in being a beta tester.

(I hope the form works I never actually made one before lmao)

This is NOT an application (???) I just want to make sure there is some general interest.

Also, the visual masterpost is still coming haha It has slipped my mind but I will be posting that still!

Anyway, that’s all :) you’ll probably have a guess of how close I am to finishing chapter two once the (possible) beta forms come out (if people are interested), because that’s when I’ll have enough content to justify needing more eyes.

That’s all! As always, my inbox is always open <3

#emberwood update #emberwood #interactive fiction wip #interactive fiction #interactive novel #interactive game #update

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chooseyouovereveryone · 2 years

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do you have brittana fic recs? i'd love to find some new ones to read!

I do, this is my rec list. It's been the same for years with a couple of additions. I'm mostly into canon compliant, or ones that fill in a gap or expand on them as adults later in life. A couple of these are AU though.

Taking the Long Way & the sequel Me and You and Daisies by Lingering Lillies

Finding the Way Back & the sequel Beautiful Life by LeighKelly. There's also a part 3 that is still being written.

Influence by Sappho's Ghost

Must Be Felt by FrogsRCool

The Only True Paradises and its counterpart Pas de Deux by la rose carnation

Rhythms by thefooliam and basically anything written by this author. They have so many amazing fill in the gap fics.

Mediterranean Dreams by Scarlett's Tara

Vignettes by orangeyouglad8

Lost in the Lights by wheresmynaya

Clockwork by Gorshenin

Room 47 by Little-Normandy

2859 by halfrobotchicken

Most of these are a classics and you've probably heard of them already, but yeah they're my favs haha. I always go back to them because they feel nostalgic because most of them were written when the show was on air. If you want a full catalogue you can always go here and find a fic to suit your mood, though I'm not sure how often it's updated. I know the masterpost was created in 2020 so it's still pretty recent. It's not my blog/post but it's a great go to in terms of categorising everything.

#brittana #fic rec #glee

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sertimusthechao · 1 year

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Back, Sort Of?

Howdy all! Most of you probably weren't expecting me to update this blog again but I wanted to make a new post that expresses my future intents for this blog. To put it shortly, I'm back. With some caveats.

First off, I'm ditching the former username for my sona's likeness. As much as I'm attached to 'gameaddict30' as an alias it's also had some awkward and rough history around these parts, not to mention I feel more at home with a username that pretty much has me like *"Hey, that's me!" I've changed quite a bit since then too, so I feel like starting again on a cleaner slate.

Secondly, this isn't a guarantee that I'll be posting here often. I've come back here mostly after some realization about how a good handful of peeps I know are migrating to this site and how I... Well, pretty much want to stay in touch with everyone I know here, haha. With Tumblr possibly having ActivityPub on their roadmap, things could change in the future but I'll just have to play it by ear for now.

Furthermore, I'm going to comb through my Following list so it's tidier. Dead blogs and waning interests, mostly. Don't worry though, it's not like I've gotten tired of Sonic or the Dreamcast, heh. And please don't take it personally if I unfollow you out of the blue, just trying to have a less cluttered timeline.

Anyways, a lot of you following this blog probably remember when I posted the story about my DreamPi setup long ago! Some things have changed since then, as I've gotten not only a new computer desk + chair but a new media cabinet! More importantly, though, I've upgraded the USB modem to one that has a built-in Line Voltage Inducer. I thank pcwzrd13 of Dreamcast Live for providing this modded USB modem! No more having to swap out 9-volt batteries every now and then, heh.

Finally, my presence outside of Tumblr. On the offchance that I stop updating this blog unannounced, I'll create a masterpost where I'll list all of my active socials and websites. I'll get around to that very shortly, but you should probably follow me on these sites aside from Tumblr! I'm a lot more active on some of them; lately Twitter, Mastodon and Cohost. Though some weird stuff has been going on with the former, so you may see me flock to the latter two a little more often.

Oh, and I nearly forgot! I'm retiring the CNAME records for this blog and my art blog, so now you will see the subdomain for both blogs with Tumblr's root domain, effective immediately. I currently do not have any future plans to reuse blog.sertimus.xyz and/or art.blog.sertimus.xyz.

That said, I hope you all are having a wonderful night tonight! Nice to see you all again. :>

#sertimusthechao says #blog update #dreampi

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cheers-mdears · 2 years

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WIP Big Bang Bragging Rights

A thousand thank yous to the mods of @wipbigbang ! I really super incredibly appreciate that y'all let us post chapters at different times as long as it's all up by our due date!!!!! Anyway--

Title: How to Live Laugh Love when you fucking hate that phrase Fandom: Our Flag Means Death Links: AO3, tumblr masterpost Summary: Ed is dying for a change of pace when Blackbeard’s Bar and Grill and Other Delicacies and Delights gets a new neighbor: someone batshit crazy enough to open a fancy clothes store in a rundown neighborhood.

Turns out there’s “a change of pace,” and then there’s whatever the fuck Stede Bonnet is, in the best possible way.

(I put canon in a shredder and used it to paper mache a modern au with like twice the unintentional seduction and a fraction of the angst.) Characters/Pairing: Stede Bonnet/Edward Teach Rating: Mature When I Started: Uh, 5 months ago lmao How I Lost My Shit: Didn’t lose it precisely since I entered with barely the minimum word count in the form of a few snippets of dialogue and scenes. I just knew that without a hard deadline I tend to take so long updating WIPs that I peter out before reaching the end. How I Finished My Shit: Very stressed haha This is the second-longest fic I’ve ever written and in only 5 months!!! I had a loooot of fun thinking of ways to incorporate canon and Ed’s hEDS/Jewish practice :3 The footnotes, though, were muuuurder—a murder of absolute adoration and love, but they took me at least like two hours for each chapter. So much coding and going back and forth—sigh. But! I got it done and I’m very happy with it and I love these two sweet peas in a dumb, romantic pod so, SO much 💖

#wip big bang #our flag means death #blackbonnet #indrid talks #indrid writes

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tuiyla · 2 years

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Can’t believe I’ve finally posted it but part one of Santana and comphet is out! Trust me when I say it’s been a while in the making but at last we’re getting somewhere. I pinned it for now because I’m too proud of it not to show off; in the meantime, the meta masterpost link is here.

Part two is, uhm, coming soon. Hopefully before Pride month ends but working on a few different things so we’ll see. Speaking of things I’m doing, I’ve recently been talked into to getting a ko-fi in case anyone wants to tip this Glee madness of gifs and metas that I’m doing. With absolutely zero pressure to do anything with it, I’ll share the link to my ko-fi page in case you wanna invite me for a hazelnut latte because you thought a gifset was pretty or an analysis thoughtful or something:

https://ko-fi.com/tuiyla

Again, no pressure at all, I just appreciate interactions and reblogs and all that. I think I might actually use that ko-fi page to complain about how slowly part two is coming along and maybe some updates on upcoming gifsets, if that’s something people are interested in. Not behind any sort of paywall or anything, I’d just post those things so as to not annoy followers with promises of future things haha.

So yeah, just happy to have posted part one of the elusive comphet essay. I have a long-awaited gifset planned for this week and then I’ll take stock and see what I else I can focus on in the near future. Okay, update over!

#blog update #i'm serious about the no pressure regarding ko-fi #only if you can/feel like it

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shijiujun · 3 years

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山河令 | Word of Honor - Mega Masterpost

Hey guys, here’s a FULL masterpost of the following for all Shan He Ling | Word of Honor items, basically a where-to-find-what:

General - Where to Find What

Episodes - Where to Watch What

Merchandise - Stores to Look Out For

GJ & ZZH - Variety Shows, Magazines & Endorsements

♣ Updates as of 19 May 2021, updates for the GJ/ZZH sections will stop hahaha this is THE END ;-; of SHL-related promotions for em. Will only add on if more SHL merch or BTS footage comes up! ♣

(1) Novel ➩ JJWXC | Translations (Full) | No New Edition Print (For Now) - Because the first edition was printed a few years ago, the novel is 11 years old haha

(2) Drama Rec ➩ Here (I did this on the first day it aired so it’s based on the first four eps so yeah some info like where to watch is not updated but ignore that) (3) Audio Drama ➩ Here (Seasons 1 & 2, with 2 recently released)

(4) 山河令 Manhua ➩ Here (Up for two weeks and then taken down for some reason)

(5) Official Accounts to Follow ➩ 山河令 Weibo | Youku Official Twitter

(6) Wrap-Up for SHL Filming ➩ Here

(1) Official Episodes (36 + 1 Special Ep)

➩ 山河令 on Youku (Original Simplified Chinese) - *How to Pay on Youku

➩ Word of Honor on Youku (Subtitles) - *How to Pay on Youku

➩ Word of Honor on Youku YouTube (Subtitles)

➩ 山河令 on Line TV TW (Traditional Chinese)

➩ Word of Honor on Viki (Subtitles)

➩ Word of Honor on Amazon Prime

➩ Word of Honor on Netflix

(2) Behind the Scenes ➩ 山河令江湖番外篇 on Youku - Partially (70%~) behind a paywall, each episode costs about 1 yuan (or if you’re in Singapore $1.50 SGD which is fucking expensive, in Indonesia it’s apparently $0.30 and in Malaysia $0.20 LMAO) - But you get about 4-8 minute long BTS cuts with original scenes released with original voices + green screens

➩ Word of Honor on Youku YouTube (Subtitles) - Definitely not full release of BTS and even if they did release everything, it’d take a while, but there are already some subbed ones on the channel, just have to do a search

(3) Noteworthy Extras

➩ Special Ep (Youku): 7 minutes long with the first 4 minutes an FMV and the actual alternate or extended ending (depending on how you see it) in the last 3 minutes - You have to pay for it on Youku (both on the CN and EN/multi-language versions), we’ll have to check this week if YouTube will have it available for free.

In any case it’s a happy ending I suppose, do all of you know it’s a happy ending? I’m seeing people reblogging my posts with so much angst in the tags about how the ending is devastating (which I suppose it is by my interpretation anyway for Ep 36 but Ep 37′s healing properties have been spread far and wide)

➩ Ep 6 (YouTube)

➩ Ep 7 (Youku, BTS)

➩ Ep 12 (YouTube - BTS in Youku, Original Voices in Youku)

➩ Ep 17 (LINE TV TW & YouTube)

➩ Ep 20-21 (YouTube)

➩ Ep 27 (Youku) - Part 1 | Part 2

➩ Ep 35 (Youku)

➩ Official Interview with Cast

(4) 山河令 Concert - May 3 & 4 2021

➩ Livestream on Youku - *How to Pay on Youku

➩ Livestream on Youku YouTube - For international fans, think this is a cheaper option overall hahahaha

➩ Concert Trailer - Highlight 1 | Highlight 2 (I AM LOSING MY MIND)

➩➩➩ Footage now available subbed on Youku YouTube and unsubbed on Youku

➩ SHL Concert Merch - RWB Hair Accessories

(5) 山河令 Official OST

➩ Spotify

➩ YouTube Playlist

Official Stores for SHL Merch

➩ 歪瓜出品 - First store to come up with SHL merch, has shikishi boards, standees, keychains, cushions, fan, badges, puzzles and ZZS’ hairtie most recently. Also officially bought the rights to two popular WenZhou fanarts for merch, the other stores don’t have the same design. Ran by Boss Hu, a young dude who’s hilarious af on Weibo and has been trying to get permission to produce more merch and also struggling real hard to get us WKX outfit-inspired sweaters!

➩ Rua哇吧 - First to come up with WenZhou dolls. Currently they have a 10cm version and also a 20cm version.

➩ Omodoki [Via Rua哇吧] - Hairpin, cushions, glazed armour keychain, enamel pins and other cute things like bookmarks too

➩ 阿里鱼 [Via 咕噜文化] - SHL OST. Enough said. PO is over so there is no link but once they produce it the listing might go up again.

➩ 娱影文创 - SHL-themed jewellery based on ZZS’ alcohol gourd and sword Bai Yi, or WKX’s fan, also has tote bags and the glazed armour

➩ 一直娱 - Another app, items cannot be bought directly from Taobao. They’ve got mugs, hair ties, scrunchies, mouse pads, coasters and a lot of cute other things that the other stores don’t have, including customizable phone covers etc. and best part is they sell WenZhou posters from scenes from the book. They’ve also got an official photobook, but IMO the one from 吾流文化 is more worth it.

➩ 啦啦酱JK - Wen Kexing outfit-inspired kimono outerwear, and also WenZhou inspired ties and ribbons

➩ 吾流文化 - SHL Photobook (the full version with costume, set and character designs etc.) and also matches another box set of items that include a fan and standee and some other things

➩ 月心引力 MOONLY - Perfumes in liquid and solid form. They’ve also bought the rights to a set of WenZhou fanarts, and they’re making white-haired WKX for standees and freebies etc.

➩ 优酷模玩 x TOFU - CUTEST WENZHOU FIGURINES

➩ 地澈天清 - HANFU AND DRESSES!!!! Inspired by WenZhou I WEEEEEP they look real good and are also in the affordable range - A summary of what you’ll see

➩ CanCan x Youku - Cutest WenZhou fam items!!!! With WKX white-hair

➩ Prismland - New accessories!

(1) About ZZH/GJ

➩ ZZH Weibo | ZZH Studio Weibo | ZZH Instagram

➩ GJ Weibo | GJ Studio Weibo | GJ Instagram | Wuhu-Famous

➩ Ship Name: Lang Lang Ding (LLD) or JunZhe - Although there’s no really strong RPS to be honest, most people I know use JunZhe and LLD as a mix of platonic friends + the WenZhou drama ship, or use JunZhe just to shorten their names because they appear at a lot of shows/shoots/interviews together, faster to type as well. The word Lang Lang Ding comes from 浪 (lang) which means to wander, and then 钉 (ding) as in nails, the nails that ZZS inflicted on himself.

(2) Noteworthy Interviews

➩ Goodbyes to SHL - ZZH | GJ

➩ About their Characters (Youku)

➩ Interview with ELLE TW

(3) Fansites (Check out their Photobooks - Mostly for WenZhou and also individual events and they will add on the upcoming concert footage and shots as well)

➩ 越界 (Both)

➩ 起意 (Both)

➩ 怦然心动 (ZZH) *Special mention they’ve been around for the longest so far, about 3 years, way before SHL and they’re REALLY generous

➩ 春秋荒梦 (Both)

➩ 同谋 (Both)

➩ Percent511 (ZZH)

➩ 105度 (ZZH)

➩ Plenilune (GJ)

➩ From May (ZZH)

➩ 月下思凡 (ZZH)

➩ 初霁 (ZZH)

➩ 未央 (Both)

(4) Variety Shows (Since SHL aired - Mar 21 to Apr 21)

➩ Happy Camp (Youku or YouTube) - 3 April 2020 | 24 April 2020 (GJ only)

➩ Ace vs. Ace (Youku or YouTube)

➩ Ace Actress (Youku or YouTube) - Ep 1 | Ep 2

➩ CHUANG 2021 (WeTV) - Part 1 | Part 2

(5) Magazine Shoots (Since SHL aired - Mar 21 to Apr 21)

➩ 精彩!OK (Both)

➩ Madame Figaro

➩ ELLE/ELLEMEN - ZZH/GJ

➩ SE 南都娱乐 - GJ

➩ CHIC - ZZH

➩ Wonderland - For ZZH’s Birthday

➩ Glitz - GJ

➩ VOGUE/VOGUEME - GJ (Not cover)/ZZH (cover)

(6) Endorsements (Since SHL aired - Feb 21 to Apr 21)

➩ Both

Tom Ford - 03 Lark and other shades

Armani Giorgio - Foundation

Wahaha Yogurt

➩ ZZH

Pandora - Jewellery

NIVEA - Sunscreen

Oneleaf - Skincare

Elizabeth Arden - Skincare

Sensodyne - Toothpaste

OPPO - Phone

Joyoung - Blender

Maybelline - Superstay Foundation, Loose Powder

Ariel - Laundry detergent XD

Baidu Maps - Don’t ask this is damn weird

Clinique - SKincare

Costa Coffee - Coffee mugs

Longines - Luxury watch

水星家纺 - Bedsheets (He’s clearing the entire household)

Ahava - Hand cream

JBL - Earphones + Speakers

Killian - Perfume

Glico - Pretz

梦幻新诛仙 - Game

➩ GJ

KFC

Bearkoko - Dietary sweets

Wolong Nuts !!!

Sisley - Skincare

Vita - Drinks brand

Centrum - Supplements

Fresh - Skincare

Tangle Teezer China - Haircare

Loreal - Sunscreen

TT语音 - Some gaming social network thing

Revelation - E-gaming

Beast - Candles, aromatherapy

Ya-Man - Men’s skincare

ROEWE - Car brand

Braun - Shavers

Plant Selected - Oat Milk

YSL - Rose perfume

Tiffany & Co.

Louis Vuitton

Nescafe

#tian ya ke #shan he ling #word of honor #shl #woh #zhang zhehan #gong jun #wenzhou #张哲瀚 #龚俊 #山河令 #shl masterpost #word of honour #these two are unstoppable #okay i think that's the end of it ;-;

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nunchiimagines · 3 years

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Choco Bun: 4

Choco Tart

— Summary: When you moved to Korea after finishing college to continue pursuing latte art and baking, the last thing you were expecting was to open up your very own coffee shop under BTS Corp, Korea’s biggest entertainment service company for idols, models, singers, and more. Thanks to your hard work, creativity, and approachable personality you managed to become friendly with some pretty big named individuals as well as up and coming talent. As exciting and fun as it was for you, you slowly began to realize how much your 7 bosses weren’t particularly fond of this, acts of jealousy, pettiness, and aggression poking through in the most unsuspecting of ways. But what could 7 big named dragons want with a little foreign bunny?

HYBRID TYPES: Reader-Bunny Namjoon-Earth Dragon Jin-Water Dragon Yoongi-Moon (Dark) Dragon Hoseok-Sun (Light) Dragon Jimin-Wind Dragon Taehyung-Ice Dragon Jungkook-Fire Dragon

— Pairing: ceo!mythical hybrid!bts x poc!curvy!hybrid!coffee shop owner!reader

— Genre: fluff / poly!au / ceo!au / hybrid!au / mafia!au (if you squint)

— Status: Completed

— Warnings: fluff, verbal insulting (bullying), hurt & comfort, alcohol consumption, intrusive thoughts, self degradation

— Word Count: 6.8k

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**AUTHORS NOTE**

Here’s chapter 4! Dear god it’s been a minute and I’m sorry for the late update. I suddenly had a burst of inspiration and somehow managed to finish the rest of chapter 4! That being said, all chapters after that are going to be really short and more like various progressive scenarios in their life. I’d like to do that with all stories moving forward but we’ll see how that goes. Haha, please enjoy!

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It had been 6 months since the night of the gala and you had blossomed a very unexpectedly close friendship with the 7 CEO’s of BTS Corp. The men would often visit you during odd hours throughout the work day and sometimes more than once if they had the free time. It was even becoming natural that, depending on their work, they would spend their entire time in your small cafe. You liked days like that. It made you feel special that one, maybe even a few, of them would resort themselves to indulging in your presence. Of all the places they could’ve easily gravitated towards, it was always you in the end.

You didn’t want to think too much into it though, pleased with the current standing of your relationship with them. You were already considered lucky and you didn’t want to seem selfish or greedy by asking for more. But a girl could dream right? She could imagine that they really did want to be there to be closer to her. To adore her from afar, watching her every move as she worked. To believe they would look up and smile at her soothing voice or the way her hair had framed her face that day. You marveled at the mere thought of the idea, relishing in the possibility that they really could view you the same way as you did to them. How unfortunate you never once realized how true those scenarios were.

But such concepts would slowly start to burn under the intrusive thoughts that were becoming more and more frequent as of late. It was no hidden fact that the guys had shown a form of favoritism for you and they made no need to hold back during your interactions. They never did anything unprofessional or inappropriate openly but it was clear to many that you guys had exceeded past mere employers and employee. It didn’t take long for rumors to spread, more so than they had already, and you unfortunately had the luxury of hearing many of them when it was assumed you couldn’t. Few were innocent but many weren’t the most positive.

“Not the most ideal partner for someone like them.”

“I know dragon hybrids are a bit inclusive with their partners but doesn’t that kinda still make her a slut for like, I don’t know, flirting with all of them?”

“She’s probably putting herself out to get some type of extra benefit?”

“People like that are easy to read. First you reel them in, get pregnant by them when the time comes, and keep them locked in for their money. Foreigners are all the same.”

“She’s not ugly but...she’s not that pretty.”

“She’s a bit...bigger than I was envisioning. Can you imagine her having sex with them? She’d crush poor Jimin under her weight.”

“I mean, she could try to lose a few pounds to at least look nicer.”

“Only a few? What the hell are they thinking? So what, she’s exotic looking. Doesn’t mean anything. I’ve seen prettier and guys like that could do better. Seriously, even I outdo her!”

When you would make eye contact with some of the people who you’ve overheard say these things, they would often freeze and scurry off. Sometimes you wondered if they even remembered you were a hybrid and had far better hearing than most humans. You also started to believe they forgot you spoke Korean. You knew most of what was said stemmed from jealousy and maybe even insecurity. In fact, it was always the same group of people who said the negative things about you. Most of the other staff who even witnessed your interactions with them either didn’t care or smiled at the cute engagement. Some would tell you how lucky you were and asked about their personalities. But it never went further than that.

As much as you knew that their views about your relationship did not define it, sometimes their words cut deeper than you’d care to admit. You often felt inferior to them in more ways than one. You were fairly self-conscious about your physical looks and felt you weren’t good enough to be more than friends with them, even if you wished for it from time to time. They had always been so kind and welcoming to countless individuals regardless of their gender, ethnicity, body shape, and hybrid type. But deep down you felt you weren’t exactly on equal footing with them even when you so badly wanted to be. They were so close yet so far and that hurt more than anything. So when you heard these hurtful statements, you couldn’t help but find some form of truth behind them based on past experiences and toxic beliefs.

What made it even harder for you was the fact they made it so easy to fall for them. There was something about all 7 of them that made it almost impossible to not be charmed by. In your case, it became much deeper than surface level circumstances as you were fortunate enough to see sides of them not many others had before. Namjoon was much clumsier and unaware of things than people realized, even with his curious mind and high IQ. Yoongi was far more sensitive and emotional towards people, especially those he cares the most about. Seokjin was very self-conscious about his role as the oldest, fearing he wasn’t good enough despite being so confident. Hoseok wasn’t as bright or as happy as people liked to assume that he was, often being very mellow and laid back. Jimin was far too hard on himself about almost everything even though he had the whole world at his fingertips. Taehyung was far more creative and insightful than people gave him credit for, his popularity usually stemming from his looks alone. And Jungkook had days when carrying the burden of being the “golden maknae” was just too much for him, even when he did a phenomenal job at hiding it and proving himself.

These circumstances put many things into perspective and honestly, you were grateful for them sometimes. As much as you felt inferior to them, instances like this made it a little easier to view yourself otherwise. It wasn’t the best feeling to admit but it never disregarded the indescribable pain and deepening hurt felt when you would hear and see the guys view themselves in not the best of light. Of course it was natural to feel inadequate and to have bad days, but there was just something about seeing them in that way that almost transferred to you. Almost as if you guys shared the feeling. But it wasn’t just with the negative feelings, it was with the positive ones too.

When they were happy, you were ecstatic. When they felt proud, you felt honored. When they were giddy, you were slaphappy. It was almost as if the feelings shared between you all were amplified to an incomprehensible level for you. You weren’t entirely sure if they felt the same intense emotion but you knew that it was becoming more prevalent the more you spent time together. When you noticed things really got out of hand, you decided to take it upon yourself to do some research. At first, you didn’t really receive anything helpful, some websites and blogs going on tangents about medical issues that you’d never heard of before. But after a while you discovered something that surprised you. Something that you’re not sure if you should truly believe in.

They claimed it was the first stages of mating, something specifically pertaining to mythical hybrids. When a mythical hybrid finds strong interest in a potential mate, they court them subtly. This courting process is actually something that happens between the mythical animal and the partner of choices' inner animal (if hybrid) or inner instinct (if human). If the partner of choice reciprocates the courtship then the mating bond goes up to the next level. And that level includes intuitive feelings and shared emotions. Between two hybrids, the instinctual connection of mates is far better felt than between a human and human or a human and hybrid. Regardless, when the recipient starts to have a heightened sense of shared emotions, it is a clear indicator that the mates are ready to move on to the next stage: fulfilling the bond.

Your face set ablaze at the next part, the talks of intimate sex that would last for hours maybe even days depedning on the mates in question. The mere thought of being heavily intimate with 7 sought after individuals made you feel all sorts of confusing things and you’d rather not dapple into that at the moment. You didn’t, no, couldn’t completely rid yourself of the possibility of you being their mate, not when too many things lined up. But you also had a really hard time believing you’d ever be so lucky. You knew dragon hybrids had multiple mates or even mated within a group. It honestly varied depending on the den the dragon’s were associated with. When you really thought about it, you weren’t exactly sure what kind of dynamic the guys had. You also never asked. You weren’t sure if it was appropriate to be honest. Of course you wanted to but you spent more time in your head thinking about it than actually confronting them.

“She okay?” Jimin questioned, never taking his eyes off of you.

“She seems a bit dazed out.” Hoseok added on in agreement.

“She’s beautiful…” Jungkook mumbled out, staring at you.

Jimin and Hosek shot Jungkook a look before snickering at him. He realized what he had said and quickly averted his gaze to his hands. He didn’t mean to say that out loud.

“Yes she is, but our little bunbun still seems a bit out of it.” Jimin pouted, a heavy sigh following suit.

You were completely oblivious to their staring, per usual, as you were dealing with the last of your customers for the lunch period. When you had finished up you glanced over at the trio who looked more than pleased to finally have your attention. You couldn’t help but smile and shake your head in their direction. Jimin was the first to get up and rush towards you, excited for this evening's promised venture. Hoseok and Jungkook were quick to follow. You had told them you’d help them practice making latte art. They were so excited and so happy that it became infectious. In fact, you were grateful because it served as a nice distraction from your hectic thoughts.

“Uhm...mine looks like a blob.” Hoseok stated disappointed.

Jimin fell back in laughter, cackling and running into the cabinet behind him. Hoseok looked over at Jimin’s cup and scoffed, pointing at it with a smirk.

“If you think mine’s so funny, what’s that supposed to be?” Hoseok questioned.

“It’s a heart.” he stated proudly.

“It looks like poop.”

“I know! A poop heart.”

The two bursted into laughter, reminiscent of immature school boys who even thought the word “peepee” was funny. To be fair, though, you couldn’t help but chuckle along with them, the fact Jimin openly admitted he made a poop heart being kinda funny to you. But it was the lack of response from the youngest one that ceased your chuckling. When you looked over at Jungkook, you were pleasantly surprised to see him so invested in his design still. You didn’t want to make him nervous or bother his concentration but you decided to take a quick peak anyway. So did the others when they realized your attention fell somewhere else.

“Is that a peacock?!” Jimin called out.

“How’d you do that?” Hoseok asked.

Jungkook blushed a little, refusing to look up and make eye contact with anyone.

Kookie! That’s amazing! Have you been practicing? Seriously, you all are doing so well. Some people pour the milk straight down and nothing shows at the top on their first try.” you said with astonishment, proud of all the boys for managing to have the foam concentrated on the surface.

The three froze at your words, eyes wide with shock at what you said. You were too busy admiring the insanely well done design, despite it being a relatively new concept for him, to even realize the three faces concentrated on you. When you finally did look up at them, you were a bit confused by their jarred expressions.

“What’s wrong?” you asked with rising concern.

“Kookie...you called him...Kookie.” Jimin stated.

“I’ve never heard you call him that before.” Hoseok said, somewhat surprised.

“She’s never called any of us cute nicknames before!” Jimin retorted with hints of jealousy.

You started to feel self conscious the more they kept pointing it out. You honestly didn’t mean to call him that, a nickname many fans would often give Jungkook. You got so excited that it kinda slipped out of your mouth without thinking. Yes, you considered them friends, but you weren’t sure if you were granted the ability to start calling them affectionately like that. You stiffened a little, the worry evident in your features as you bowed slightly in Jungkook’s direction.

“I...I’m so sorry Jungkook. I was being way too informal with you. I apologize.” you said with sincerity.

It was relatively rare when instances like this occurred but it was the first time in a long time Jungkook shot both Hoseok and Jimin something deeper than irritated looks. It was quick and it didn’t go unnoticed by the older males but nothing was said as a result. You, of course, never witnessed it yourself, instead you were met with Jungkook standing directly in front of you holding your hands in his larger ones.

“Please don’t apologize Y/n. I like when you call me that. It feels like we’re closer to one another and that makes me really happy.”

Before a blush even had a chance to make its way to your face, Jimin pushed Jungkook out of the way. Jealousy was too soft of a word to describe the feeling coursing through the smallest male.

“What about me? I want a cute nickname too! I thought we were closer Y/n!” Jimin claimed.

“Seems like you’re playing favorites little one. That’s not very nice.” Hoseok added with a fake pout.

You raised your hands in defense, a slight dread falling over you.

“N-No! I don’t have a favorite! I love you guys all equally.” you blurted out.

The room fell silent for a moment, your nerves blocking out the realities of what you just admitted aloud. Oh but they heard it and they soaked up every last drop of what was spoken. That indescribable color clouded their dark irises again, something you hadn’t seen since the gala a few months back. When you studied all the boys, glancing at each of them for a moment, it finally hit you.

“W-Wai-”

“You love us, bunbun?” Hoseok asked first with an underlying tone of seriousness.

“Do you mean it?” Jimin asked, almost hopeful.

Jungkook stayed silent but his eyes were filled with the same desperate urgency for an answer. Your immediate response was to say yes, as you truly loved them in a sense that friends love and care for each other. But deep down, you wanted to admit that it was a little bit more than what a friendship could ever define. However, you were scared. Really scared. In an attempt to hide that vulnerability, you smiled while standing up straight. Eyes locked with Hoseok as your features softened.

“Of course I love you guys. We’re friends aren’t we? You all mean the world to me and I care about you! Unless...am I overstepping...again?” you asked almost hesitantly.

It was the word “friend” that made Jimin’s smile falter and eyes cast to the floor in disappointment. Jungkook also looked away, not wanting to make eye contact with you, his heart aching as a result. But it was Hoseok who kept up an unwavering appearance. The younger two made it hard not to notice the unexpected reaction but Hoseok stepped in to keep your attention trained solely on him.

“Of course we are little one! Just making sure Jungkook wasn’t getting all the love. Which, on that note, we have to head out.” Hoseok announced.

“A-Already? So soon?” you asked, a little desperate.

Something seemed off. Really off. Their scent changed and even though Hoseok was doing a really good job at hiding it, his smell was different too. Your eyes looked over all of them absolutely knowing something was wrong and for some reason, you wanted to cry. What have you done? What did you do wrong? Was it something you said? Something you did? Your mind went into overdrive and before you could even process it, the tears had started to fall. They froze, the rapid change in your scent putting them on high alert.

“Y/n? Y/n, what’s wrong?” Jungkook called out worried.

Jimin was quick to come to your aid, cupping your cheeks in his palms to wipe the tears with his thumbs. He was the first to immediately realize what was going on. Your emotions were becoming more aligned with theirs and they were heightened far more than they had realized. That instantly sent Jimin into regret, foolishly acting without thinking. It was no brainer that you were their mate. They realized it far quicker than you ever had and they knew how dragon hybrids affect their mate, especially when they’re not the same hybrid at all and there’s 7 of them.

Jimin had almost instantly eased your anxiety, humming soothingly while he rocked you back and forth. He held your gaze lovingly and smiled such a sweet and charming smile. The tears had ceased and you caved under his touch. You were scenting his hands without even realizing it and that made his little heart jump in joy. Jungkook and Hoseok watched in awe, witnessing the powers of a wind dragon firsthand. However, it’s what he did next that caught you all off guard.

Your eyes widened, almost as if the trance was broken as soon as his lips touched your forehead. First laced with shock, it was instantly replaced with annoyance and jealousy as Hoseok and Jungkook continued watching. Your cheeks heated and you shied away as soon as he lifted himself away from you. Upon first glance he looked so innocent but his devious eyes told another story.

“Don’t cry my love. We’ll be back together soon. No need to worry your pretty little head.” Jimin assured.

All you could do was nod your head as you were too nervous to say anything in return. Jimin was pleased with your response and waved you goodbye before being the first to head out. You all watched him saunter out before you felt someone grab your hand gently. It was Jungkook.

“Y-Y/n...I promise you I’ll visit you as soon as I can, okay?” Jungkook added, a genuine smile present on his handsome features.

“Okay…” you mumble softly, a small smile appearing as well.

When Jungkook exited it was just Hoseok and you. When you locked eyes he took his hand and placed a loose strand of hair behind your ear. He smiled with so much love and admiration that it made your heart go crazy.

“Here little bun.” he said, handing you an envelope.

“What’s this?” you asked curiously.

“It’s a personal invite to have you join us this weekend. We’re hosting a monthly fundraiser to help lower income neighborhoods across Korea. We would like to have you there. Things have been so busy setting up that we hadn’t formally asked you yet. Sorry if it’s last minute.” he explained.

“Oh! That’s amazing! I’d love to help out. Is there anything specifically I should make? Or a location I should set up in? Oh where’s it being held? Should I dress up??”

“Y/n.” Hoseok sternly said, gripping your cheeks gently.

“We’re not asking you to come as a worker. We’re asking to come as our personal guest.” he corrected.

“O-Oh! Really?” you asked once more.

“Yeah, love. But we can talk about it later. Don’t get too hung up on the details right now.” he encouraged.

“Okay Hobi...I’ll see you later.” you said, waving sweetly as he exited.

Hoseok smirked at the sudden name, pleased with it falling from your lips. You assumed it was just a natural response from his normal demeanor as he winked and fully disappeared from your sight.

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Feeling a little out of your element was an understatement, especially from the point of view of a guest instead of a worker. Last time you were at their mansion, It was easy to be preoccupied when serving the guests, you were almost guaranteed a conversation about a topic you understood, but here in the midst of all the fancy, well dressed, high class individuals; that was a bit harder.

Instead of worrying too much about it, you decided to make your way around, briefly looking at all the well designed boards and professional banners on display for guests to donate money. It was admirable the amount of charities partnered with BTS Corp and their reputation only encouraged the prospects here to follow suit in providing funds. With what little you had, you tried to offer up something to each booth you came across. To them, a little bit of money was better than none, and they were very grateful for your donation.

Something about helping people always made you feel good. Rather it be serving them, providing comfort, or even donating a little bit of money; there was always this lighthearted feeling of accomplishment. As an additional reward, you opted to eat a Chocolate tart, one of few dishes available to the guests. But, unfortunately for you, that happy feeling, the delicious tart, all paled rather quickly at the sudden giggle coming from your right. When you looked up, your heart almost stopped in its tracks, your blood ran cold, and your ears stiffened.

She was a pretty little thing. Dressed in a sparkly, form-fitting, cocktail dress, her long hair was pinned to the side revealing her unblemished slender shoulders. From where you were standing you couldn’t tell if she was Korean or not, but from her words, she spoke the language like a true native. Short in stature, natural make-up, outgoing, preppy, pretty; she managed to catch the attention of a few of the male guests loitering around. But it was the two males she was currently occupying that made you react the way you did. Jimin and Seokjin. It was clear that they were smitten with her. I mean, you couldn’t blame them. The way they crowded around her. Looked at her. The light touches shared between them came off as flirtatious. You hated it. Deep down inside, you wanted to rip that human's throat out.

But as soon as the thought came to your mind you averted your entire being away from the group. You felt disgusted, ashamed, vile. You hated this sudden rise in jealousy. Your animal instincts, when feeling threatened, was to leave away from the danger. So that’s what you decided to do after you discarded the treat. But tonight wasn’t going to be so kind to you. You didn’t even take several steps before you were met with the next heart wrenching sight.

Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jungkook were speaking to an elderly pegasus hybrid. Her long wings sparkled beautifully against her pale dress. Her hair was braided and adorned with small flowers. Accompanying her were two younger female pegasus hybrids who were as equally, if not more so, beautiful as her. One was roughly your age while the other was slightly older. You figured they were sisters and by lingering around a bit, you managed to catch a glimpse of the conversation.

“I’m surprised to see such fine, young, and successful bachelors without a mate yet. You boys should consider settling down soon!” the elderly woman proclaimed.

Yoongi just chuckled dismissively while Jungkook stayed quiet with a slight smile.

“That would be something ideal for the future, but right now our sights are preoccupied.” Namjoon responded vaguely, a respectful smile adorning his features.

The elderly woman chuckled and waved him off, far from letting this topic go.

“Nonsense Mr. Kim! The sooner the better! Here, let me introduce you all to some very important people.”

The woman gestured to the two younger girls to come to her side. They did as she told, the youngest one shyly averting her gaze while the oldest tried to maintain confidence.

“These are my granddaughters. They’re both around your age you know. Seona here is a natural born singer. And the little one, Mora, has an eye for design. They are my most prized possessions. Beautiful, talented, charming, and smart.”

The conversation carried on as you’d expect. When you looked at the two girls, it was undeniable they were beautiful. From the looks of it, they all felt the same way. It didn’t take long for them to warm up and start conversing, the two girls becoming more bold with their touchy actions. But what irked you was they were all doing it back almost as if on purpose. You knew if a rabbit and a pegasus would ever physically fight one another, the rabbit would fall immediately. But that didn’t stop the thought of still trying. At this point, you were getting more irritated.

Quickly dismissing yourself, you attempted to make your way to the balcony. However, you were blessed with one last push over the edge before calming your nerves. Tonight's festivities were made to be a bit more fun and they sectioned off part of the room for a dance. Whoever could dance the themed routine perfectly would donate the prize money to whatever charity of their choice. Little games like this were stationed all throughout the mansion and made the atmosphere a bit livelier. You didn’t much care that a dance was taking place but something still made you look over there. And as soon as you did, you froze.

There they were, Hoseok and Taehyung dancing with two women doing the Rumba, one of the most romantic ballroom dances known. The one with Taehyung was much older than him but no less pretty. She was the true definition of a cougar, which was fitting given the fact that she was a cougar hybrid. They didn’t know the dance all that well but did a hell of a job trying. The one with Hoseok was younger than you but seemed to be a bit more mature for her age. Sharp features, smokey eyes, tall, and thin. She was fit to dance with someone like Hoseok, as they shined perfectly on the floor.

It wasn’t so much as the dancing that bothered you, but the way the both held the women and looked at them. It almost made your anger deflate, you sighing in defeat as this night progressively deteriorated. Your ears flattened and you promptly removed yourself as soon as the dance was over. Finding the balcony, you noticed a staircase leading down to the garden below. Without so much as a second thought you took the stairs until you were met with ground level.

Surprisingly, some of the staff were also here and they were filling up champagne glasses to take upstairs. You, uncaringly, decided to nab a bottle of what you thought was champagne and take it with you as you made your way further out into the garden. The flowers were beautiful under the moonlight, freshly watered with little dew drops kissing their petals. You felt so much more calm when around nature and right now all you wanted to do was submerge yourself in it. As well as that bottle of...champagne.

The party had reached its limit and guests were leaving in groups at this point. Over 1 billion won was made tonight across all the charities and the guys felt drained. But most of all they felt...off. Uncomfortable. Sad. Angry. Hurt. So many things at once and it was becoming taxing. Once all the guests left the vicinity, they grouped up.

“Have you seen Y/n at all?” Jungkook asked, almost frantic.

“Only in passing but I hadn’t had a chance to really talk to her tonight.” Yoongi sighed, grueling over the previous conversation with the persistent elderly woman.

“Something feels wrong you guys.” Jimin said, his voice low and almost fragile.

Namjoon and Hoseok approached the group shortly after.

“We didn’t see her leave with any of the guests.” Namjoon stated.

“The guards hadn’t seen her leave either.” Hoseok added.

“Oh!” Taehyung chimed in.

All attention was on him immediately, waiting impatiently for his response.

“Just after the dance had ended, I saw her go to the balcony. But…” he trailed off.

“But what?” Seokjin pressured.

“She seemed sad. She smelt sad. I felt sad.” Taehyung finally said.

“The balcony?” Jungkook questioned, making an immediate dart there.

The others followed close behind until they were all standing outside. Searching around, Seokjin eventually spotted a figure sitting in the midst of the flower garden.

“There. Next to the daffodils.” he pointed out.

The group rushed down the stairs and towards the middle of the field. Before they reached you they found the bottle of half empty vodka and heard sniffling coming from you.

“Y/n?” Namjoon called out to you.

“I….I...knew...that stwoopid bottle wasn’t...uhm...wasn’t...champion.” you slurred with tears running down your puffy cheeks.

“Love, you drank half the bottle. What made you do that?” Hoseok asked out of concern.

“I...was...hurting...wright here.” you said childishly pointing to your heart.

“God she’s drunk.” Yoongi said, slipping off his jacket and draping it over your shoulders.

“I’m not drunk! I...I’m sad…” you said whiny.

Jimin was the first to sit next to you, gripping your shivering hands in his. He gave you a long stern look, witnessing the tear stains littering your cheeks.

“What happened Y/n? Did someone hurt you?” he asked hesitantly.

You just chuckled, falling limp in his hands.

“That’s…*hic*...an understatement.” you said solemnly.

“What do you mean?” Jungkook asked.

It went quiet, your mind not fully registering who you were talking to. But it was the first time you felt the urge to spill out everything you had been harboring for the past 6 months. Your eyes began to sting from the welling tears. You bit your lip and clenched your fists as hard as you could given your current state as they waited patiently for you to admit your concerns.

“Have you ever loved someone you knew would never love you back? That’s the story of my life actually. Every guy I’ve ever liked has never wanted to be with someone like me. In a way, I don’t think I could completely blame them. I’m not that pretty, I’m not thin, I'm socially awkward, and very shy. Hell, I’ve even had people say how my skin color is undesirable. I try to not let these things bother me, believing that one day my prince charming will come along and prove to me why I had to experience so much rejection. But it really seems like the universe hates me. Here I am catching feelings for not only one man, but seven. Ha, to make matters worse, they’re my bosses and individuals who I’ve looked up to for a very long time. How cliche is that? But they’re so charming. So genuine, and kind, and warm, and sweet...and…” the tears started to fall and you began sobbing.

“I’ll never be good enough for them and it hurts so badly! Those girls in there are so damn pretty. They’re smart, and talented, and...they’re everything I’ll never be. There’s no way any of them, let alone all seven of them, would ever fall in love with me. I should just be happy I even managed to meet them let alone become friends. I’m so stupid!” you said breaking down, crying loudly in Jimin’s lap.

All they could do was stand there silently, their hearts shattering at your sudden confession. Have you really thought so little of yourself? Did you truly believe you were undesirable, someone undeserving of love? Something deep inside them was filled with a distastable mix of rage and pain. Individuals like Jimin felt the pain and individuals like Hoseok felt the rage. In that moment, all they could think about was comforting you the best they could and if they were given the opportunity, they’d track down every guy who’s ever once said something cruel to you and kill them.

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When you finally woke up, you were in a room that was oddly familiar. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but the more you attempted to sort this out the harder your head pounded. you barely remembered what happened last night and your eyes felt puffy. However, you realized you were out of your dress and your face was clean from the makeup you put on. Sitting up was a bit of a challenge but you somehow managed. Looking around the room was easier now and it took a couple of minutes to realize that you were inside the mansion still.

“What happened last night?” you called out loudly.

Suddenly, at the drop of a hat, bits and pieces of yesterday flooded your mind. You remember the pang of jealousy each time you saw the guys with another girl. You remember feeling angry with them and then that anger turned on to you. You remember the self deprecating thoughts that entered your mind. You remember feeling overwhelmed and venturing off to the garden. You remember drinking out of spite for your own health. And then...you remembered the one thing you wish you hadn't. Your overly honest confession...to...Jimin? Or was it Yoongi?

You vaguely remember who was there, your low tolerance for alcohol fogging your memory. You weren’t even sure if it actually happened, hoping deep down inside it was merely a dream. But you knew it wasn’t and your heart dropped at the massive blunder you made. Pulling your knees to your chest, you sighed heavily. You felt like a bratty child who didn’t get what they wanted. You felt ashamed for being so jealous. It’s not like you owned them. You weren’t dating. They have every right to be smitten with other women. You are far from the only one pinning after them and to go and dump all of that onto them like you did was not only unfair but it was unprofessional.

As much as you hated to admit it, you knew you needed to own up to your actions and formally apologize to them. The thought of seeing them scared you though and deep down inside you wanted to selfishly stay hidden in this room. So after a few quick breathing exercises, some meditation, and freshening yourself up; you made your way out of the room. Luckily for you, Mrs. Choi was just passing by. You two spoke briefly before asking the dreaded question on your mind.

“May I ask you something?” you hesitated.

“Of course my dear.”

“Do you know...uhm...do you know where the guys are at?”

She smiled softly at you as if she knew exactly where this was going. You got a weird feeling that she anticipated your question and the intent behind your reasoning. You had no proof, just an intuitive feeling that she knew.

“Of course. They’re in Mr. Kim’s office. All of them, actually. They requested that you were to be looked after until you were feeling better. I’m sure they’re waiting for you.” she said.

She provided directions to get there and hugged you. No words were shared between you two when you departed but her eyes spoke to you. Saying as if everything was going to be okay and not to worry. You took your time reaching there, using the journey to conjure up what you should say, how you should apologize but your anxiety was making that hard. Before you knew it, you had already reached the doors and knocked.

“Here goes nothing.” you mumbled, hoping to rip the bandaid off asap.

“Come in.” Namjoon spoke from the other side.

You could hear shuffling and slight movement. Putting your hand on the handle, you took a deep breath before entering. As soon as they spotted you, they all froze in their spots, eyeing your every move. They seemed just as thrown off as you. Unfortunately, your nerves were resurfacing rather quickly at all the staring and silence. So you took your chance to be as honest as possible before backing down.

“Mr. Kim….no...everyone. I am so sorry about last night. What I did was way out of line. Not only was I unprofessional but I acted like an immature whiny brat. I dumped my personal feelings on to you all after I had taken a bottle of your alcohol, which I promise I will pay you back for. I completely understand if you would like to reprimand me for my actions. I will not argue or fight back against whatever punishment you all decide. And...I’m sorry for what I said. It’s probably best that I take my leave very soon.” you explained in full as you bowed apologetically.

The silence was deafening. You were too afraid to look them in their eye but you jumped when you heard someone get up from their seat. It was Namjoon, you knew it. He approached you, getting directly in front of you.

“Look at me Y/n.” he demanded, but in a soft tone.

You did as he told, fear evident in your eyes. But in his, it was nothing but sadness. That confused you. Why did he look so sad?

“Are you saying that you didn’t mean what you said? That you don’t have feelings for us Ms. Y/n?” he asked with stern authority.

“I-I…”

“You meant it, right?” Jungkook impatiently asked.

“The feelings...because I...we…” Jimin chimed in nervously.

“We feel the same way about you.” Hoseok admitted with a sheepish smile.

“But we need to know for an absolute fact you feel the same way. That you truly meant everything you said last night.” Yoongi added looking you directly in your eyes.

“But this...this doesn’t make sense. How could...why would any of you...want-”

“Why would any of us want you? Fall for you? Be with you? My love, I could go on forever as to why we would want to be with you.” Seokjin chuckled before smiling softly at you.

“And I can promise that we’d spend our days proving to you those reasons. I swear it.” Taehyung promised.

The sudden and unbelievable confession brought tears to your eyes. Your heart wrenched at their words. It was a dream that you’ve played over and over again in your head. It wasn’t quite like this but it was presented before you nonetheless. But you couldn’t bring yourself to truly believe such an amazing dream so all you could do was cry.

“Why...I’m not...I can’t! You all deserve someone who’s, someone who…”

Your words were fumbling. Your brain went blank. You were nervous and scared, this vulnerability being new for you. Namjoon noticed this and took the opportunity to embrace you in his arms, holding you tenderly against his chest. It was warm and safe and it felt so unreal. Is that what hugging a man you love feels like?

“Yes, I meant everything I said! You all mean so much to me. I’d do anything for you. But I...I never thought you’d...any of you would ever like me like that. I so badly wanted to be something more for you but I...I’ve never had anyone...like me back and I don’t know what it’s like and...I’m so scared that this opportunity is too good to be true because my heart can’t handle being this vulnerable and then instantly rejected.”

Namjoon just rubbed up and down your back as you cried in his arms. The others looked desperate to be in Namjoon’s position, hints of jealousy evident in some of their eyes. But for the most part they just wanted you to be okay. When you began to calm down a bit, Namjoon cupped your cheeks. He looked so lovingly into your eyes, using his thumbs to brush away falling tears before speaking the words that sealed your connection.

“Let us love you in a way that you’ve always deserved. Let us prove to you that everything we claim comes only from our heart. A genuine, loving, yearning desire to be with you. And my love, let us walk through this journey together, side-by-side into something more beautiful.”

“Do you mean it? All of you?” you asked for clarification.

“We’d stake our whole lives on it.”

“Then….I’d very much like that.” you said with a sweet smile.

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j-nightingalesb1tch · 2 years

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finding james nightingale: masterpost

oh dear, what have i started?

so i’ve been wanting to do something like this for a while now. i’ve always loved over-analysing scenes and delving deep into the secrets and hidden details. i’ve been planning this with james for a long time, but originally wanted to focus on his sad scenes.

however, i struggled with where to start, which led me to the stupid decision of starting from his very first episode and going from there

seriously, this is going to take me years to finish.

but oh well, i’m committed!

this is entirely self indulgent, given that i have like three hollyoaks fans following me. but again, i’m committed.

now, i have to give credit where credit is due; this project was inspired by the amazing @spaceorphan18 who, i hope, doesn’t hate me for stealing it (haha oops...) but she wrote a similar project based around kurt hummel from glee. i really enjoyed reading her thoughts, so you should definitely check it out.

just a reminder: these are my own opinions and i’d appreciate anyone who disagrees to keep any hate to themselves.

kay, so, i’ll add to this if i think of anything else that needs to be said. for now, all you need to know is that i’ll be updating this post with the links to each episode analysis as i go. i’ll be using the tag #findingJN to organise the posts in my feed, if you wanna follow along with that.

finding james nightingale

2016:

12th january - james arrives in the village, steals from a minor and gets involved in other people’s business.

14th january - james spits in a drink and meets two of his future boyfriends.

28th january - james talks to cindy and frowns.

29th january - james hangs out with cindy and makes a phone call. he doesn’t go to the coffee shop. this is a big step and we are all impressed.

1st february - james finally reveals his master plan and ruins his father’s life. we meet his mother.

2nd february - james follows his mother around and tells cindy he’s gay.

16th february - james continues to follow his mother around. he makes his first joke. this is the making of a very funny man.

17th february - james goes on a date with scott. he does not enjoy it.

#hollyoaks #james nightingale #gregory finnegan #finding JN

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rawbin69 · 3 years

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*Slowly walks up to you, cradling this*

*Gently sets it down in fromt of you*

*SPRIN TS THE FUCK AEWAY IN PANIC*

Okay anyways hi I’m back after like, months lol, sorry about that (but I’m not actually back because I’m busy trying not to die because of school-work and trying to work on some MAP parts. I literally said five days ago on my yt channel “Hi I’m back now!! :-D” and school just said “no <3″ which, um, rude. So yeah I might come on and occasionally come post something but I’m really not gonna be coming on here to be active

OKAY OKAY but I need to explain these sketches because they will be suuuper confusing without context, I am very aware, yes, so there’s an explanation (+ some extra art and a non-shaded version of the stuff above) under the cut :-)

BASICALLY, @lulzyrobot made this AU of Pokémon Sword and Shield and now I have brain rot because of it. Also this AU will indeed be confusing to those who have no knowledge about sword and shield so here’s a skippable paragraph about the game:

(OBVIOUSLY SPOILERS BELOW)

Basically, SwSh is just a Pokémon game (no surprise there) and its gimmick or whatever is Dynamax, which turns Pokémon like. Really fucking large. (Some of them can also Gigantamax which changes their appearance as well as size, but we don’t care about that here bc it really isn’t relevant). In all gyms (except one, Spikemouth) there are power spots, which are needed for a Pokémon to Dynamax. If they’re not close to a power spot, they can’t do it. There are also power spots in the Wild Area (which is, you guessed it, an area in the game). At one point in the game, the villain -- Chairman Rose -- starts up something called “the Darkest Day”, which happened before in the Galarian region (which is where everything takes place), in hopes of getting infinite energy for them or something like that (really makes no sense but like ok pop off ig). To do this, he basically uses these things called Wishing Stars -- which are what allows Pokémon to Dynamax -- to summon a Pokémon called Eternatus. In-game, you basically just summon two other legendaries (Zacian and Zamazenta -- they’re on the cover of the games) and fight Eternatus and then catch the fucker. That’s all context you need for this AU so let’s move on to that now:

The AU is basically that Eternatus sends out a powerful blast which fuses trainers with Pokémon, to varying degrees. The closer to a power spot you are, the more likely you are to get it bad. If you’re far enough from one you won’t be affected at all. A person can merge with multiple Pokémon, but the more of them, the harder it is to not go wild. If you merge with a wild Pokémon, you’ll become a Wild Trainer (and those basically act like, well, wild Pokémon).

If you want more info (which you do want, trust me on this), here’s a post made by the creator themself!! https://lulzyrobot.tumblr.com/post/610890677032747008/pokemon-dynamorph-au-masterpost

OKAY ANYWAY, back onto this specific sketch (wow I really went on a rampage there lol)

I decided to Dynamorph my trainersona(??????) (btw, both the Dynamorph version AND the “human” version are WIPs, I’m not completely happy with either of them) and this was the resuulltttt

- Their name is Robin (because I’m a bastard that does self-insert ships with no shame)

- They merged with their Arcanine (and I’m considering also adding a wild Lycanroc, both so I can give them Epic Claws™ and so that their whole extremely volatile nature makes any sense)

- They have some REAL trouble keeping themself in check. Like. They’re constantly on the edge between becoming a Wild Trainer and being “normal”

- Because I am, like I said, a bastard who does self-ships without any shame they are together with Piers. yes I am a simp for him.

- Robin has their select group of friends (made up of all gym leaders minus Opal because they have no idea what the fuck is up with her, as well as Marnie, Hop and Leon. No they don’t give a shit about Bede) which they are super protective of. They have to be reminded that they can all handle themselves, because they might otherwise become a bit possessive.

- While they are a raging storm you do NOT want to get involved with in any way to anybody outside their friend group, they are really nice to be around when they really care about you. They may be pretty stubborn, but they always do what they think is best for their loved ones. On multiple occasions, they’ve gone out to collect any sorts of gifts they can find that they think their friends will enjoy. They are super gentle and kind with Hop and Marnie (which, by the way, they’d literally die for either of them) and they’re overall a good friend/partner. Their main flaw here is their temperament and somewhat possessive nature.

- If anybody did something to even moderately hurt any of their friends... hoo boy, you do NOT want to do that. They’ve nearly killed people for leaving so much as a scratch on their loved ones, and have to be physically dragged away so they won’t really kill somebody.

- However. Despite really, truly believing they'd never, under ANY circumstances, hurt ANY of their friends... they’re wrong about that. The only ones they could truly never purposely cause harm to would be Piers, Marnie and Hop. Yes, it would take A LOT for them to hurt any of the others (like, they’d only hurt the others if they tried to, idk, kill them or something. Or if they tried or actually did kill somebody else in their close circle) but it could hypothetically happen.

- If they ever were to see Rose, he’d probably be torn to shreds on sight. Literally nothing would be able to stop them.

- While it’s near impossible for anybody they don’t care about to calm them down, it’s pretty easy for especially Hop, Marnie, Piers, Raihan, Leon and Milo (and the others, but less so for them lol).

- They were right by a power spot, like they were about to step into a den, when the blast happened so they were. Really fucking affected by it. They stayed in the Wild Area for a while after that, searching for their Arcanine who had “mysteriously vanished”, before they transformed. They were basically a Wild Trainer for at least a month before Piers found them and managed to get them to remember who they actually were over the course of two days. It was,, really concerning when they’d at first been texting him pretty much non-stop to update him on what was going on with them just to then go radio silent for a few days, especially since people had begun transforming at that point. Haha angst go brrr

- You must ignore how their clothes still kind of fit despite them growing to be both more ~muscular~ and tall and how it’s not dirty for the sake of my convenience ok

Ok I think that’s all? woah that was a long post lmao

Anyways, here’s the promised extra art (first one is the same sketch without any shading and that stuff (buT I MISSED ONE, I DIDN’T REMOVE THE SHADING FROM ONE I AM SORRY LOL), second is Robin as just a regular trainer)

Oh also some context for some of the sketches:

Bottom one where they’re screaming “yOU mOthErFuCKeR” is what their reaction would be to one of their loved ones being killed

The one with Milo is Robin just. Being near him. After probably having some sort of panic or anxiety attack because they’re worried about everyone. Because Milo is a really calming person to be around.

Top one in the middle is Robin just patting the red eye-lens-things Raihan got from his Flygon because they find it to be Very Entertaining to just pat them for no reason at all.

The ones where they’re hugging Marnie would take place right after they come back to Spikemouth after their month(s) as a Wild Trainer. They still weren’t used to being around people (and much less BEHAVING like a PERSON) so they were pretty awkward about Marnie hugging them.

The one where they’re surrounded by darkness to the right and kneeling forward is them in the middle of their “transformation” after the blast happened.

Fiery ones at the top right are just Robin being pissed as fuck lol

(Still haven’t decided if this will be the “official” team of Pokemon I have, but it’s cool for now. Also yes, I added an extra Pokemon to my “team” who isn't actually a battle-Pokémon or whatever. I NEED APPLETUNS EMOTIONAL SUPPORT OKAY)

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strangerays · 3 years

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Nothing in Particular Update #3

About seven months and I finished the first draft at 93k!

I always imagined how it would feel to finish a first draft (I’ve been writing novels “seriously” since about 2017) and now that I’ve finally done it, I can say it’s a better feeling than I imagined! Telling my friends and family (and even my doctor, who was really quite excited about it) was an amazing amazing thing. I’m generally pretty nervous to tell people about my work, but I had a really positive reaction. Honestly all of it has me on a creative high (not sure I’m coming down from that any time soon lol).

I’m going back for my last year of school in two days, which means I’m not going to have as much time as I did to write all summer. This is okay, because I’m actually going to take an entire month off of writing! I’m really burnt out - don’t want to start editing a story that’s so near to me if I don’t feel ready. I’ll talk more about editing when the time comes!

In a lot of ways, I found that my life mimicked my art. I think for a lot of people, it tends to be the other way around, but this story did a lot to heal me.

Going to hop right into excerpts now! I’m not going to explain much this far into the story because I would like to try to publish this story (FAR in the future) so I apologize for that! Also, I stopped naming most of the chapters until I go back and edit because there are just SO MANY and I didn’t have the time to stop and think of cool names. Anyways... enjoy!!

(Here is the link to the original masterpost!)

text: Rays of gold curled to the ground, primordial and shy as the fire reeds on the cusps of shallow pool around the bay outside of Mothouse combed them to fine sparkles. I remembered the way Lonan kneeled on the edges of this pool. He never dove in – just blinked slowly as he watched crabs and minnows chase each other in a swirl of sand. I could not resist the water. I’d made it a part of me. My hair was longer then; down to my elbows, fading from dark red to orange and white, soaked always. Lonan let me borrow his shirts when I forgot to bring my own. They hung from my waist, too big for me, and I was warm even as the breeze rocked us inside.

text: The sky was never blue in Point Blink. At least, I couldn’t remember the last time the clouds hadn’t given way to a dark gray mist. Jude was here. I was out of place. I was floating – watching slender, underfed pines wave in the breeze behind houses on the water before they disappeared underneath furls of cloud. Bursts of warm light shone in windows on the bay, like hungry eyes watching for a storm. A group of kids our age chaffed on a rocky expanse, their heads popping over pockets of darkness when they laughed. Froths of cloud stretched across the sky, moving the ground with it. Long stretches of trees and islands far on the other side of our small pocket of ocean looked more like large freight ships. Lights glittered and beamed on the roads and highways that belonged to the city. Pink was starting to show over the horizon. Lonan was on the other side. Somewhere.

text:

Jude sucked her lips in and flopped onto her stomach so she could see the blue below her feet. Her dark curls draped over her ears and hid her nose.

“I can’t see the bottom of the ocean.” She cupped her fingers with the other hand. “See where the water fades to white and back again? The endless tide. Why do people say the ocean is blue?”

I leaned forward. She was right. Blue ocean climbed up the side of the cliffs and turned the rocks a dark gray; ate the erosion as if from a plate. I’d never had the ocean explained to me that way before.

“I think I like it that way,” I said.

I wasn’t sure I wanted to know what was at the bottom of Point Blink.

text:

She smiled weakly. “It’s okay. This is just guesswork. Patchwork.”

I wanted to apologize again, but I had a strong guess that it might make her annoyed with me. “It’s kind of like… I’m just waiting for the next bad thing to happen.”

She wrinkled her nose and eyebrows, scrunched up her little face. “That’s dumb.”

“I think it’s a smart way to live.” Sometimes it felt like worry was the only thing that kept me alive. It wasn’t dumb at all.

“You’re going to be fine though. We’re going to be fine. If something bad happens, we’ll deal with it. Don’t let it eat you.”

There was wisdom in what this seventeen-year-old girl on my bed had offered me. I caught it like a gold coin. Before I could reply with anything, she launched into another question. I didn’t want to think much about change anyways.

text:

“Oh. Wow. That’s like, next year.” I sort of laughed.

“A year can be a long time,” Lonan said with a wince. “What do you think?”

I sighed through my nose and leaned back with him. The sun was going down. Sometimes, my life felt less like a golden hourglass and more like a stopwatch with a broken face.

“For once, I think I agree with your mom.”

Lonan just stared at me, with something like awe.

“I think you should do what you want,” I said.

“Ray,” Lonan started.

“No,” I interrupted him. “It’s not about me. She’s stopped you from doing anything and everything you’ve wanted to for the last four years, so when you go to college, you’ve got to separate yourself from this place.” I pointed to him. “You’re allowed to do this.”

text:

Maybe I was just being strange. Lonan was my best friend. It didn’t help that there was a little bit of him in everything – the tide pools, the echo of shells, my broken camera.

Soon, we stood in the center of the field. A breeze whispered through the cattails, fanning against our knees. Ellis loped behind me as I stepped in and out of tire tracks under the cloudless sun. She wasn’t much different than Jude. Her footsteps crunched excitedly behind mine, excited at the prospect of an unprecedented adventure. I’d missed those.

Lonan said he didn’t like to walk in fields because the wind tricked him into thinking that someone was behind him. Every brisk of his heel was a trick of the mind. Sometimes I felt the same way, like I might be haunted.

text:

The ageless water begged me closer, frizzed my hair and swathed my arms in a sweet, familiar scent. I remembered galloping down to the shore with a childhood friend in one May. Soft piano accompanied croaky lyrics from someone’s radio when we fell chest-first into the water. Static erupted in my head. There had been nothing new for me in Point Blink for so long that I’d forgotten what it was like to float. Grass turned into pebbles, and I heard Ellis’ footsteps soften to the beat of the sand. Our eyes crumbled the shells that walled the long expanse of dark sand where waves rolled in. We leaned over like two swans, crunching shells beneath our feet, displaying shells to one another, naming the ones we recognized, and when I looked out at the horizon, I saw blue.

Red plastic cups, cigarettes, and even some broken glass stuck out through the sand as we made our way further down the shoreline, as if someone had thrown a party. My brow furrowed. Maybe this part of the beach wasn’t so abandoned after all.

Between the spit of the waves and dry sand lay some sort of book. Sand trickled out of the pages and onto my shoes when I swept it out of line of an oncoming wave. Ellis was beside me in moments. Shells tolled under her shoes.

*Warning for mention of blood (fake blood and fake knife!!) this takes place on Halloween haha*

text:

Jude held the container in her palm, kneeled down so we were shoulder to shoulder. Her eyes fixed on the knife in my neck, mine on her hands, then her focused expression. Her fingers tipped my chin up, cold on my skin. I tried not to move. Suddenly, I wasn’t thinking about Dad, or Raven, or Lonan. I only let Jude in – this girl who had come out of nowhere and wrecked me, saved me. And she didn’t know any of that. I didn’t owe anything to her, but I needed her. She kept us afloat when I couldn’t even keep myself above water. Her fingers painted blood over the center of my throat, our breath quiet on each other’s cheeks. She held my shoulder as she set back.

“Absolutely feral,” she said.

text:

“Point Blink is all I have. It’s where I am, what I am.” My throat was tight. “It’s all I’ve known. I am happy with my life. And I’m sorry, but I’m not willing to throw all of that away so we can dig up answers. I want to stay.”

Jude sat there for a moment. I think Florian and Ellis had turned to look at us, because when we went silent, I could no longer heat their hushed whispers, only the sound of water as it rose and rose and rose. I wondered if it would rain.

Jude sat up on her hands, then her knees, then she stood over me.

“Is that what you honestly believe?”

Tears bubbled in her eyes. Blood streaked down her cheeks. I’d been so focused on not crying, I had missed when she started to.

“Point Blink is just the same as anywhere,” she said. The words sat somewhere above her inside her chest, weak and frail, as though they’d been realized a long time ago.

I’d stared into her eyes until they disappeared. She grabbed onto a branch above her and quietly swung herself around a corner. Her footsteps echoed until they dissolved into waves and birds and frogs and left me in the dark.

#10

*Warning for strong language!*

text:

“Why didn’t you tell me how you’d been feeling?” he asked after a few moments of silence. It was beginning to stretch uncomfortably.

“I know I don’t deserve to know,” he added, “but you’ve always put me first.”

I picked at the wood that peeled from the fence.

“I just want you to be okay,” Lonan croaked. “Please tell me what to do.”

Even when we were together, we still worried about each other. It wasn’t always that way. Maybe that was my fault. I didn’t want to think about it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” I mumbled into the crisp, red air. “To be fair, I didn’t know it like I know now for a long time. I think sometimes I got the same way as a kid. Now I have a name for it, and I still don’t know if it feels right.” I sighed. “I guess… I guess I just thought that was how things were supposed to be. I thought I was only the humming low and the high.”

“Of course that’s not how you’re fucking supposed to be.”

I coughed on a laugh, wiped away a new set of tears. On the rare occasion that Lonan did swear, he sounded much like he was doing it for the first time.

I hadn’t fully realized what I’d said before Lonan’s hand was around my arm. He pulled me close to his chest. I felt smaller than him; warm and safe. I exhaled and sunk into him, didn’t allow anything else in. I’d almost forgotten what that felt like.

“You’re funny and smart and better than a lot of people.”

And... that wraps up all of my excerpts for the time being! I really enjoyed writing the last four chapters of this book. Of course they aren’t perfect. A lot of the book needs improvement. There are entire characters who are flat and plot lines I just forgot about! Come October, I plan to get back into my edits/rewrite the story.

Really quick before I finish writing this:

I just wanted to thank everyone who read about my story and showed genuine interest in the characters. Had I not received all of this love from people in real life and online, I might never have finished this draft at all. When I started this story, my mental health was really quite bad. (I’m doing a whole lot better these days!!) I guess you could say the idea started as more of a journal entry. All of these characters are like little parts of me coming together to help the main character, and I think there’s something really special about that.

Thank you so much! Good luck on all your creative endeavors! It pays off in the end, I promise :)

tag list (ask to be +/-); @wannabeauthorzofija @a-completely-normal-writer @baguettethebooklover @corkytheguar @writeherewaiting @cryptid-s-wips @kingsinking @author-a-holmes

#my little note at the end says it all haha #thank you so so much for reading!#I still can't believe I finished this book on five hours of sleep

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buckleysjareau · 4 years

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masterpost of all of my fics

!hey hey, here’s mostly everything i’ve ever written for 9-1-1 and Criminal Minds. Reblog if you like any of them, and always come back to check and see if it’s updated. It’ll always be pinned. :) Everything under the read more line!

AO3: 9-1-1

Buck Goes To Pride (buddie, getting together)

Thinking back to that cold winter afternoon when Buck broke down in her arms after the shit show that was his coming out, she never thought she'd be helping her brother get ready for Pride. He shut that part of himself away for a long time. But eleven years later, she's handing her brother a box with a pride flag in it, and he's grinning from ear to ear.

Buck goes to his first pride featuring his journey of coming out, lots of hugging, and Hen being the best.

...or you could have mine? (buddie, pre-relatioship)

There's too much going on between his agitation, people talking over each other, the way his uniform feels more scratchy than it ever has, and the bright lights. He can't sit still and he knows he's starting to annoy everyone but he can't help it no matter how much he wishes he could with his medication.

ADHD Buck

agree to disagree (buddie, getting together, friendship)

Whoever thought a night of heavy drinking between Buck, Eddie and Chimney was a good idea, were out of their minds. When sober, they were idiots but shot after shot of tequila plus the couple of beers they each had before meeting up multiplied the absolute stupidity of the three men.

Buck, Eddie, and Chimney get wasted and Athena wins a bet.

i put a spell on you (buddie, getting together)

Eddie Diaz absolutely loved Halloween. Ever since he was an excitable eight year old boy he’d been known to go all out for the holiday. Twenty-four years and a son had not changed that.

4k+ words of Eddie being happy, scaring his friends, and loving Halloween.

baby you know i just wanna leave tonight (buddie, pre-relationship)

If there was one thing that people knew about Evan Buckley, it was that he didn’t want people to know him.

People find out more about Buck then he ever wanted them to know when the Buckley’s come to town.

i woke up from a never ending dream (buddie, getting together)

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

Sensing the urgency, Eddie jogs the rest of the way. He doesn’t know what he’s really expecting, his mind not entirely focused, but for the second time that night, Buck surprises him.

“Buck?!”

Where Buck is going through it and Eddie has anxiety but they help each other through it. Featuring pet names and lovesick Eddie.

you feel like the sun on my face (buddie, established relationship)

Buck has a way of doing things and saying things that even in Eddie’s worst moods, he still can’t fight his smile.

Eddie's view on Buck's Wikipedia spirals and the beginning of the brilliant idea it inspires.

Part 1 of 3 in the ‘cause of i’m not too far and you’re my favorite place series

you feel like the perfect escape now (buddie, established relationship)

"In the symbolic language of jewels, a sapphire in a wedding ring means marital happiness."

Eddie planning his proposal with the help of Hen and Karen. Featuring good ol' Buck and Chimney banter, soft and in love boyfriends, and tooth rotting fluff.

Part 2 of 3 in the ‘cause i’m not too far and you’re my favorite place series

everything is blue (may + buck friendship, buddie, getting together)

When Evan Buckley is ten, he discovers nail polish.

In which Buck paints his nails, Eddie is flustered, and May is a matchmaker.

it weighs on me (buddie, established relationship)

The bad weather is gone, except it’s not.

In which Buck has a bad day and Eddie holds him through it.

101.9 (buddie, getting together)

Evan Buckley did not get sick.

Based on a tumblr prompt where Buck’s fever won’t fuck off so Eddie makes him take a cold bath.

when i’m walking in my sleep (buddie, getting together)

He finds that maybe he’s a little in over his head when Buck greets him with a loopy smile. He’s just a tiny bit in love with Evan Buckley, and having dealt with post-surgery Buck before, Eddie is sure his heart might burst with every zany grin and stage-whispered expression of appreciation.

Eddie takes care of a loopy Buck after he gets his screws removed, and truths come out.

you’re in my heart (buddie, established relationship)

"I will not be broken... I will not be... fine, fine, you win! Stop with the face."

Eddie sings Buck to sleep after he finds out Eddie can sing.

we’ll be fine, you and i (buddie, established relationship)

He couldn’t believe his luck. He never imagined he’d be able to have this and now, he’s here. He has everything he could ask for and more in his boyfriend’s arms. Stability, happiness, love.

dizzy hurricane (buddie, pre-relationship)

“I’m a medic,” Buck mocks. “You’re a medic, but you can’t take care of yourself, apparently!”

Eddie refuses to admit he’s sick and finds his medic expertise is unreliable when it comes to himself.

tongue forgot the words and feet forgot the earth, it’s true (buddie, established relationship)

Eddie feels like he’s drowning in insurance payments, tuition raises, overbearing parents and anxiety. Things had definitely been worse on him when he didn’t have a whole new support system on his side but things just kept piling on, one after another, it was impossible for him not to feel suffocated. Every muscle in his body was sore from being completely tensed all of the time, the lack of sleep was getting to him, he’s in a foul mood to everyone that loves him. He just wants a break, needs a break.

Eddie finally gets a second to breathe.

you are my glitter and my gloom, i am so numb without you (buddie, getting together)

But right now, with Eddie by his side, he doesn’t worry. For the first time in almost a year, he doesn’t have to worry.

Buck has a flashback, or six, after the landslide. Eddie is there to bring him back, like always.

double vision wrapped in last night’s party clothes (buck centric, pre-relationship buddie)

"I have always been honest with you." When Eddie's voice cracks, Buck's composure almost cracks with it. "Why can't you just be honest with me?"

When Buck is let in on a long kept family secret, he doesn't know what to do. He almost ruins things with the one person that keeps him from feeling like he's floating away with no way to land, but it ultimately turns out okay with help of a little communication.

safe, better keep that thought to yourself (madney)

But days after, he still can’t stop hearing it in his head, over and over.

I love you, Howie. I love you, Howie. I love you, Howie. I love you, Howie.

with friends like ours anywhere is home (buck & tk, background buddie)

[@evanbuckley: you have two new follow requests.] @marjanmarwani would like to follow you. @tkstrand would like to follow you.

@tkstrand liked your photo. @tkstrand liked your photo. @tkstrand liked your video.

@tkstrand So, I see you have a boyfriend, too. I’m sorry for assuming haha

Wait, what?

Buck and TK’s long distance friendship featuring love advice, horrible nicknames and background Buddie.

wish i could keep you in amber, safe from the outside (buddie)

Neither of them say anything as Eddie takes shelter in Buck’s arms, face tucked in the crook of his neck, sheltered from all the bad that’s happened. A safe place.

He can only hope that he’s Buck’s safe place, too.

In which Eddie and Buck are struggling after the shooting and they finally have a much needed talk.

AO3: Criminal Minds

you light my fire (jemily, AU)

Emily's face stays complacent as JJ reaches out her hand to shake, only dropping the smug act and smiling genuinely when she reaches for JJ's hand. "Welcome to the team, Pennsylvania Petite."

Jemily Firefighter AU

Tumblr: 9-1-1

“i saw this and i thought of you immediately.” (buddie)

keep you warm (henren)

wheels up, buck (9-1-1, criminal minds crossover)

stand, you’re gonna run again (buck centric, buck & bobby)

bows and ribbons and glitter (buck & chimney, madney)

“i believe that would be murder” (buddie, pre-relationship)

mac-and-cheesy (buddie, established relationship)

his saving grace (buddie, pre-relationship, buck centric)

what i love about the south (pre-relationship buddie)

unconditional, unadulterated (buddie, getting together)

home isn’t a place, it’s a feeling (buck & athena)

he’s special, they’re special (madney, meet-cute)

Tumblr: Criminal Minds

rough nights end in hot chocolate (garvez)

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corpupine · 3 years

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My ask refreshed, so I had to start this over from the beginning again from memory. Ah, oh well I guess.

So this Ask is going to be long; I hope you don't mind. You don't have to answer everything ofc, and you can take your time replying to this ask. No stress and no rush.

I am very happy that you like all my questions to you, and that you find them fun! Looking forward to seeing some of my questions answered in the video; as well as other people's. If you ever do something like this again; I will probably just reblog all my questions instead of doing a bunch of replies. Well, I did rb that post, but I didn't add my questions to it. I have done stuff like before when I thought the replies were getting to be a lot, but I only thought about doing that when I was basically done w/ my questions, so I didn't this time around. Good luck on the move. Very excited to see the/this video with the questions and stuff in like January probably. Very cool that are getting closer and closer to Ch4. Can't wait for the rest of Ch3 and for Ch4 to come out.

The last 2 updates or so have been very tense and interesting. Sans basically revealing to Tori that he threatened the human (Nema), & Tori kind of seeing Asgore in Sans and calling Sans Asgore were both just big "umphhh" and "Oh no" moments. I loved those updates a lot, man. You are good at writing conversations/talks and character dynamics. I really like and think dynamics and stuff between Sans and Toriel can be very interesting (like some stuff in Paper Trail w/ them, esp. the diner scene. ReaperTale's creator has some really cool stuff w/ them too for examples), and so I am happy you are doing some interesting and good stuff with that w/ them, & I look forward to more of that w/ them.

I found it funny that right after I read the part where Tori calls Sans "Asgore" and before I finished that part, that I was basically just imagining in my head and kind laughing with that Sans was just going to be all like, "you know what, I am just going to leave", and just walk out of there after that. After finishing that part, I kind of laughed even more (though was also sad by ofc), that was basically what happened, ahaha.

A little bit late, but happy 2 year Anniversary to NemaTale!!! I really liked the illustration you did for it with Nema, Sans, and Paps (Who was holding them in the air in a hear hug). A like the touch of the 6 colored circles behind them being in the colors (I think) of the 7 human souls. It was a nice touch.

A tag for that post has got me a bit worried (and curious/interested) though, that tag being this one: "this is the cutest and friendliest that sans is going to be for a while haha". Which, it really looks like things are gonna probably get worse before they get better. At least between Sans and Nema probably. Which is is an "Oh no", that I am also all for seeing unfold more in the comic/story.

I really like the stuff you put in the descriptions of the comic pages, a favorite of mine being the "you never let me do the Spanish inquisition" etc. one; that one was really funny.

A bit off topic from all that, but cool that you added the covers to the Masterpost. You should extra NemaTale stuff too maybe; like the NemaTale 2nd year anniversary illustration.

Ok done with this very long Ask; hopefully and/or probably the last such things from me for awhile. Great job on NemaTale as always; great comic.

Oh wow, this is such an awesome ask! I kept it in my inbox for a few days because it just made me so happy. I hope you don't mind :D

The video is coming along nicely! I've tentatively set the release date for January 6th, though it might be a little later than that. I want it to release about a day before I start posting chapter 4! And I'm so glad you're excited for what's coming.

It's been so much fun to get to share the Sans-Tori scene with all of you! Everyone has had really cool discussions about it, I've been blown away by all the feedback and discourse. It makes me so happy people are talking about it, haha! There's lots of tension between them. Even though they are good friends, they reaaaally don't see eye to eye on the human thing right now, haha!

And thank you for the well wishes on the 2nd anniversary! The 7 colored circles were indeed meant to represent the 7 souls, good catch ;D

And yeppp, Sans' feelings toward Nema--and humans in general--are pretty negative, as we saw from the latest comic update. There will be many subsequent "oh nos" because of his negative feelings.

I'm also really glad you like the descriptions on the pages! I kinda stole that idea from zarla-s, the creator of handplates. Her descriptions always made me laugh, so I wanted to do something similar in my own comic descriptions, haha :D

And I will definitely add that illustration to the masterpost, thanks for the tip! Have a great day :D

#ask #thank you!#random nematale stuff

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banshee1013 · 4 years

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Suptober Day 22 - But I Know That I Love You So

Well, this is it - the last one I managed to finish both art and fic for during the month of October, and it’s at a pretty good stopping point. There are 2 others where the fic is done but not the art, and two additional ones in the planning stages, all which will be released when they’re done. The Masterpost will be published tomorrow, and then updated with AO3 tags as they’re posted there.

Please forgive this last one - I’m still learning to draw people and not that great at it. That’s why there were so many inanimate objects, still life, and hands HAHA. Something to get better at for next year!

So, I hope you enjoy this last installment! Thanks again to @winchester-reload for hosting this challenge again, and I look forward to having the time now to check out everyone else’s amazing work! You’re ALL ROCK STARS.

Overall Title: The Road Less Traveled

Overall Rating: Mature (may change to Explicit, we’ll see how it goes)

Tags: Castiel/Dean, mention of Sam/Eileen, Post-Season 15, ExAngel!Cas, MostlyRetiredHunter!Dean, Road Trip

(Note: all ficlets are unbeta’d. At the end of the month, I’ll wrap up whatever I manage to get written, clean it up, get it beta’d, and post to AO3. So please pardon any mistakes!)

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN - BUT I KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU SO

Words: 1797

“Baby, we need to talk,”

Dean’s eyes bore into his, earnest, wide with concern and not a small amount of fear.

A small thread of worry wormed its way around his heart from that statement, the look in his eyes. But the increasing amount of shivering he feels through their clasped hands is far more of a problem at the moment.

“Yes, of course… but Dean, you’re shivering.” He gently disengages a hand from Dean’s, using the other to pull him towards the bathroom and the shower there.

“Cas, I… “ Dean starts but cuts himself off as Cas pulls the shower door back to turn on the water. “W-what’s g-g-going on?”

Cas pivots back to Dean, quickly stripping him of his wet clothes, Dean’s shivering increasing. The clothes are tossed in the corner, and he turns again to check the temperature of the water, which is starting to steam up the mirror over the sink. Turning it down a little so as to not scald him, he urges Dean into the shower.

“You need to warm up or you’ll catch a cold,” Castiel says, gently pushing him under the spray, and begins to close the shower door when Dean’s hand grasps his wrist.

“Cas, g-get in h-here with me, you’re w-w-wet too.”

Dean does have a point, Castiel notices, looking down at his own dripping clothes beginning to form a pool of water beneath him, his own shivers amplifying. He eyes the tiny tub, the showerhead just barely reaching the back of Dean’s neck and a mere few feet of room left. “The shower is too small for both of us.” He does begin to remove his sodden clothing, however, tossing it in the corner of the bathroom to join Dean’s. He’ll have to hang them up after their showers in hopes they’ll be dry enough to pack in the morning. “The steam from the shower will warm me.” He closes the bathroom door to trap even more of the warmth.

But Dean is nothing if not persistent. “Cas, c’mon, we’ll make it work.” The shower is having its desired effect, at least, as his voice is no longer shaking. The insistent tone gives way to one more pleading. “Please, Cas? I need to talk to you.”

Castiel cannot deny him anything, especially when said in that tone of voice. He acquiesces, climbing into the shower, and is immediately pulled under the spray and into Dean’s arms.

“There, much better, am I right?”

It’s very hard to deny, the warmth of the water and Dean’s proximity chasing away his own shivering. He ducks to allow the water to run over his head, warming him fully before spinning Dean carefully around, urging his head under the water as well.

Dean sputters, pulling his head out from under the water. “Okay, okay, I’m good now.” He brushes the excess water from his face, then places a palm on Castiel’s shoulder, the other cupping his jaw, lifting his face to meet Dean’s eyes. The hint of concern is back, and the thread of worry around his heart pulls taut.

“Cas, we need to…” he pauses, closing his eyes briefly and taking a deep breath before continuing. “I need to talk to you about what I asked you the other day.”

The thread of worry snaps and Castiel’s heart plummets into the pit forming in his stomach.

This is where his worst fears come true - where Dean confirms it was a mistake, that he didn’t mean to say those words, to ask that question. He pulls his gaze away from Dean’s, staring at the wall over his shoulder.

At least any dampness that may appear on his cheeks can be explained away by the condensation from the shower.

“I.. I understand, Dean. It’s quite alright,” he hears himself say, as from a great distance.

“No... no Cas, you don’t.” Dean’s voice all but vibrates with apprehension - of course; Dean does care for him, and he’s a kind person, not one to willingly inflict harm - “I meant every word.”

Castiel blinks rapidly, not trusting his hearing. “Excuse me?” His eyes fall back on Dean’s, searching.

Dean’s eyes are open and honest, but he sighs morosely. “I meant every word… but God, how I wish it hadn’t come out like that.” He gives him a wan smile, his eyes falling away. “That was such a lame way to ask you.”

Castiel’s head tilts in confusion. “I’m.. not sure what you mean?”

Dean’s head is still lowered, but Castiel can still see the flush spreading across his cheeks, the embarrassment in his voice. “It should have been so much better… on my knees, presenting a ring… something other than just... “ He pauses with a sigh, his shoulders shrugging.

Castiel’s heart sprouts wings and soars, out of the pit of his stomach directly into his throat, where he has to choke out the words around it, fingers tilting Dean’s chin up to look into those beautiful green eyes he loves so much. “Dean, no. it was honest and perfect.”

Those green eyes, dark with dread, begin to lighten. “But… you haven’t said anything since then…”

It was Castiel’s turn to look down, ashamed. “I was afraid to mention it… for fear it was an accident.” He swallows, hard. “I wanted to keep on believing it was true for as long as possible.”

Dean’s bright laughter startles him, and he jerks his head up in alarm. Dean’s eyes are dancing, lips spread in a grin full of delight. “Boy, we are just a couple of dumbasses, aren’t we?” Before Castiel can agree, Dean is on him, pressing him into the wall of the shower with a crushing, urgent kiss.

A sound bubbles up in Castiel’s chest and escapes around Dean’s lips on his own - a small sob of relief and gratitude. His hands scrabble at Dean’s shoulders, attempting to gain further purchase there, to bring him even closer.

Dean breaks the kiss and his head falls to Castiel’s shoulder, where soon he feels dampness there, warmer than the cooling shower water pouring on them. He gently pulls Dean’s head up to look into his face.

Dean’s eyes glow in the fluorescent light, bright with unshed tears. His hands capture the sides of Castiel’s face, thumbs sweeping gently over his cheeks.

“God, I love you so much, Cas,” he whispers, his voice choked with emotion. Then he shivers as the rest of the hot water runs out, the temperature dropping rapidly. “C’mon, we’re gonna freeze again.” His hand drops from Castiel’s face to his hand, spinning around to turn off the shower water and open the shower door to retrieve towels from the rack above the toilet, handing one to Castiel.

It becomes quickly apparent that the shower is far too small for both of them to be able to dry off there, so with an exaggerated shiver, Dean hops out of the shower and begins to rapidly dry off, Castiel following suit within the shower tub. When they’re both dry, Dean offers his hand to Castiel, drawing him out of the shower and into the room proper. He makes his way to the duffle bag by the door and fetches out two pairs of sweats, stepping into one pair before helping Castiel into the other. He then snatches the Impala keys from the nightstand and turns for the door.

“I’ll be right back. I have an idea.” He opens the door and darts out into the rain.

Castiel sighs and heads to fetch another towel from the bathroom.

The door bursts back open, an only slightly damp Dean re-entering with something clutched in his clenched fist. He closes the door behind him and approaches Castiel with firm footsteps.

His hand opens and Castiel sees a ring there, hanging on a chain. “Is that… is that the ring you used to wear?” Castiel squints at the ring, beat up and scratched from all the beer bottle caps scraped against it.

Dean chuckles. “Yeah, I stopped wearing it a long time ago… it was the apocalypse and all, and I didn’t want to lose it, so I wore it around my neck for a bit, but it kept popping up and smacking me in the teeth whenever I bent over, so I put it in the glove box.” Dean’s eyes take on a far-away look, a sad smile on his face. “It was originally Mom’s - Dad gave it to her as a sorta promise ring when they first started dating, and of course she stopped wearing it when he got her a proper engagement ring.” He pries open the clasp of the necklace laced through it, his hands shaking, and pulls the ring free from it.

Castiel’s breath catches as Dean falls to his knees in front of him for the second time this day, the ring presented to him, pinched between Dean’s thumb and forefinger.

“Cas,” the words coming so softly Castiel has trouble hearing them over the pounding of the rain on the roof of the motel. “Castiel,” Dean repeats, his voice strengthening with conviction, his eyes cast upwards, hope and love shining in them.

“Will you make me the happiest guy alive and marry me?”

Castiel’s shaking knees give out and he falls to his knees in front of Dean, leaning forward to kiss him, wild and breathless.

“Yes,” he says, kissing his forehead.

“Yes,” he says again, kissing his eyelid, and “yes” again when kissing the other.

Dean is laughing now, the sound filling the room with joy as Castiel continues to kiss him many more times, punctuating each with a heartfelt “Yes.”

Dean finally stops him, mirth dancing in his eyes. “Okay, I get it, I get it!” He grabs Castiel’s hand. “Can I put this damned thing on you now before I just drop it and ravish you?”

Castiel nods, his voice flown away with his heart, and Dean slips the ring on his finger.

Dean holds Castiel’s hand for a second longer, tilting it back and forth as the ring catches the light and bounces reflections around the room.

“Thank you, Cas,” he whispers, then raises Castiel’s hand to his lips, kissing the ring there.

Castiel’s other hand raises to Dean’s face, tilting his head up.

“I felt the coldness of my winter, I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us, but I know that I love you so.”

Dean’s eyes squint. “Did you just quote ‘The Rain Song’ to me?”

Castiel smiles, remembering the first time he heard the song on the cassette Dean had made for him.

“You quoted it to me first.”

They fall silent, content, and listen as the rain continues to fall, pattering on the roof.

#suptober20 #day22 #Destiel #art #fic

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