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yanderederee · 10 days

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Baji with 12 if it hasn't already been requested for the writing event

Event prompt12:

“We’ll burn it down and then we’ll build the world again.”

a/n:using the full context for this prompt; this is JD’s way of expressing how he intends to kill the guys who bully Veronica for spreading false rumors about her… and I want in on that👹

got a little too lost in the sauce and couldn’t find a good time for this as a line of text though; so please accept this instead.

cw: extreme bullying, toxic solutions, murder

Baji seriously had enough.

On the first day of school, Baji noticed your pencil drop under your desk, and decided he’d retrieve it for you in passing. You were so grateful for his assistance, completely over the moon with gratitude. It would have been unnerving, had you not been so sincere.

Usually, he wouldn’t give a normal person like you a second thought. But that sweet smile of yours captured him.

Ever since that day, Baji’s had his eyes on you. You were careful in the way you moved and talked, doing your best not to get in anyone’s way, or say the wrong thing. Soft spoken to a fault, but always kind and considerate.

Baji made an effort to talk to you more in class, soon after. You relied on him occasionally, enough to eventually call each other friends. But your relationship was only began to develop… He couldn’t have known about the bullying you experienced whenever he wasn’t around.

You never told anyone about the extent of your mistreatment. You thought it’d go away on its own— that ignoring it and paying it no mind would eventually make you less entertaining to mess with.

It wasn’t so bad… at first. A teasing here, being shoved there.

And Baji had no idea…

—-Until today.

It was just another school day. Cruelly early, bustling with students who were unusually chatty about the latest gossip hanging in the air.

“Are you serious?! That girl from Class-3?! I never would have guessed...”

“It’s always the quiet ones, I guess. Slutting herself out for attention though? How pathetic.”

“She’s not even that cute, you know Takeru just did it with her out of pity.”

“He told me she’d kept begging him for it! How disgusting!”

“Gross! I hope I never have to sit next to that whore ever again~”

‘Jeez, girls these days are so harsh’ Baji thought to himself in passing. Who were they even talking about? Some girl in class-3? That was his class. Well, he doubted he’d know who it was either way.

Oh, how wrong he was.

Upon entering the threshold of his class, Baji was frozen in shock.

It was routine for him to seek you out and chat with you for the first few minutes of class, before the bell rang.

However, instead of being met with your greeting grin, all that remained was a completely destroyed, empty desk.

Your desk.

His blood was boiling.

That was it. He’d seriously fucking had it.

Immediately, Baji looped his arms through the straps of his school bag, and made a B-line for your desk. He picked it up, and held it upside down by the metal bars underneath.

He wasn’t sure if you’d already seen the damage or not, but he decided right then and there no one else fucking would. It was fucking cruel. And he was pissed beyond measure.

“Baji-san! Just where do you think you’re taking that desk?” His teacher hollered after him. “I’m throwing it away!” He yelled back, a seething rage evident in his tone. If the teacher said anything after that, it didn’t even register to Baji.

Baji had a feeling you were aware of the rumors going around. You were always on time to class, so he was sure you’d also seen your classmate’s cruel defacing.

First and foremost, he was throwing this fucking desk away. Then, he’d go looking for you.

He wasn’t sure where to find you, though.

Possibility 1; you never came to school to begin with.

Possibility 2; you went to class as usual, saw the desk, and ran away. It was a toss up between if you went home or stayed on school grounds.

Those were the most likely possibilities he could think of.

Having finally made his way to the school’s dumpster, he took a moment of rest before tossing it in.

If there was one thing to beware of about Baji, it was his blinding hot rage. He’d practiced composing his tempter while in school. He couldn’t let himself lose his cool so easily. Calm down. He had to calm down, especially before he went looking for you…

However, fate had other plans…

Two wanna-be delinquents could be overhead chatting while ditching class behind the dumpster.

“You mean Y/n, right?”

“Yeah that’s the one! Takeru said she almost drew blood with how bad she was at sucking dick!”

“Poor guy. She probably wasn’t any better in bed…”

More Fucking Rumors…

Baji quickly untied his hair, and slipped his glasses into his school bag. If he couldn’t control his tempter, he could at least try to maintain face.

Baji stalked up behind the two punks, the desk dragging behind him in an eerily tight grip. He soon came close enough in distance to lift it single handedly, and slam it over the back of both of their heads.

Before they had time to react to their sudden assault, Baji just kept wailing.

With both hands, he kept swinging the desk up and down.

When they moved to dodge, he swung against the side.

When they tried to move away, he crushed their kneecaps.

When they begged for mercy, he hit harder.

Over and over, until he began to spin out of control. Wild with disgust and hate, the lies they would have spread were eating up all the sanity he had.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

Fuck.

Every.

Last.

One.

Of.

You.

“Pl… se…. … op… st…op—“ whispered out one kid, his last words sputtering past his broken teeth.

Wait, what happened?

Baji had a sudden moment of clarity. Two kids, beaten maybe a little more than half to death, laid motionless before him.

Shit, did he go too far?

When was the last time he blacked out like that?

But the rage circulating in his fists had yet to subside. “You conscious?” He asked his begging victim. The poor boy’s crocodile tears were response enough. “You ever, fucking dare, say another word about Y/n, ever. And I swear to god. I will fucking kill you.”

The punks were left there, barely alive.

Baji felt thankful he hadn’t gotten any blood on his school uniform, before discarding of the bloody desk at the very bottom of the large dumpster container.

He honestly felt a bit grateful to those two. He’d managed to blow off a good amount of steam thanks to their insolence. He took a deep breath, and began wandering the school in silent deliberation over where you may be.

Where were you… home, or school?

He’d figure he’d try his hand at looking over the school first. Careful to avoid any of the hallway monitoring teachers during classes, Baji checked every floor throughly.

Eventually it came down to the roof, or you’d ran home. Usually, the door to the roof would be locked at a normal school. However, Ryusei broke that lock long ago so he’d have constant access to the roof whenever he needed a nap.

Running up the stairs and through the roof door, he searched the area. Lo and behold, there he found you, huddled into yourself with your back against the wall. You were crying, not caring about how loud you may have been.

Finally…

Even though he’d been searching so hard to find you, now that he was actually there… Baji had no idea what to do. What to say. But he had to say something. His heart was breaking just looking at you.

Slowly, Baji made his way closer. You looked up when you heard footsteps, expecting to have been caught by a teacher. Yet you were surprised to instead see Baji, holding back a bitter expression. Quick to wipe away tears, you looked away right after. “S-sorry, I’m not feeling really well… could you please leave?” You asked shakily.

Baji pressed his lips into a line. “I know… I’m sorry I didn’t know sooner,” he said quietly, dropping to his knees in front of you and pulling you into a hug. “It’s okay to cry. Let it out.”

He made sure to hold you tight. Though, even if you had tried to escape his grasp, the overwhelming urge to cry kept you in place, clinging to him even. There, you cried for a good ten minutes or so, unable to suppress the feeling of being so humiliated and hated.

“I-I didn’t… I didn’t do anything t-that they’re saying I d-did… it’s all lies…” you sobbed into his chest. Baji knew that. He knew it. Hell, even if it was true, he’d still feel this same way.

“It’s okay, I know. You won’t have to worry about that anymore.” Baji spoke clearly, lifting your face to look him in the eyes. “I’ll make sure they apologize, and take back everything they said about you.”

“I promise, they’ll pay for the things they’ve said and done to you. No one will ever think of you in that way ever again.”

Baji promised you with fire in his eyes. While his expression would be scary to most, you couldn’t help the way your heart beat out of its chest at his words.

You were quiet for a while, wide and doe eyed under Baji’s meaningful gaze. “How… do you plan to do that…?” You asked.

Happy to see his declaration helped ease the sadness in your heart, he smiled, and kissed the crown of your head. “Don’t worry about that. Just know by tomorrow morning, everything will be back to the way it was.”

You weren’t sure why, but those words comforted you deeply. You didn’t really believe he was capable of something like that, but his intentions were enough. You smiled back at him, and nodded. “Sure,” you agreed absentmindedly. “Thank you.”

Baji felt as though for the first time since he’s met you, things felt right. You in his arms, smiling, relying on him, holding him back. This feeling he had been unfamiliar with, this whole time, was Love.

As soon as he came to the conclusion, that he loved you. Something in Baji shifted. A creature he had no idea lived inside him suddenly started making itself known.

How could they do this— to someone so undeserving of their malice? Who would ever dare to hurt someone as sweet as you?

It was an extraordinary wrong that they’d committed against you. One that couldn’t go unpunished. He hated them. Wanted them dead. Would kill them. That was the only way to make things right, he began to think.

“Come on, let’s go.” Baji said softly, helping you to your feet. You looked up at him inquisitively. “We’re ditching.” He clarified, offering you a mischievous grin.

Normally, skipping school would be against both your wishes. However, given the circumstances … You grinned back with puffy eyes. You took his hand, and together you snuck out of the school with no trouble.

Having snuck out to a nearby diner, you both enjoyed each other’s company. You two always got along well, his sarcastic remarks were somehow easy for you to read, and kept you fueled with engaging conversation.

Baji seemed like he could be the awkward sort around girls, but in truth, he simply had no interest in getting close with anyone. Only you.

It made you feel better, feel special in a way.

The day had started off in the worst way possible, but now, laughing to the point of tears with the person you liked the most, everything felt like it really would be alright….

Baji glanced at the clock, noticing how many hours had passed by so quickly. “We got one more stop to make before I walk ya home, sound good?”

You nodded at him simply, smiling wide.

… So why were you walking back towards the school?

“Uh, Baji? Where are we going..?” You asked nervously. Baji squeezed your hand reassuringly, throwing a grin your way. “Don’t worry, just trust me.”

And so you did. You took a deep breath to settle your nerves, and put your trust in the person you liked so much.

Standing off in a nearby alleyway just a few streets over from the school, Baji told you to wait behind as he stood at the alleys entrance, scanning students as they passed by, not giving him a second glance.

Soon, a familiar group of voices made your throat close up with anxiety.

“I still can’t believe you actually slept with Y/n! You sure you ain’t infected with her creepiness?”

“Hahaha! As if. It’s nice not having to see her gloomy face at school anymore though.”

“You’re the man, Takeru! Next time, invite me, Kay? I’d—“

Suddenly, there was no more outspoken foul voice speaking. “Mm? Suiren? Oi! Suiren!”

Quiet for a moment, Takeru could hear an unfamiliar thudding should come from the nearby alley.

Baji’s first punch was enough to knock the boy out cold, yet one after the other, Baji’s fist threw punches more fierce than the last.

Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die—

“Wh-what the hell..!”

Baji’s head turned eerily slow, as he watched his friend get beaten in horror. Blood and hair stuck like glue against his cheek. Before Takeru could run or scream, Baji dropped the unconscious boy, and wrapped one large and bloody hand across his face.

“Shut the fuck up. That is, unless you want to die right now.” Baji threatening voice cut deeper than bone, dragging the two boys deeper into the alley and away from prying gazes.

Takeru doesn’t dare take his chances. Obediently, he nodded vigorously, putting his hands up in defense while holding back tears. Whiling scanning the area for a means of escape once his chance came, he quickly spotted a small form not too far off, frozen and wide eyed.

You.

Oh shit, he began connecting the dots.

“Takeru Izukura, right?” Baji asked. His victim wasn’t eager to confirm this. Unfortunately for him, that wasn’t a smart move. Tightening the death grip he had on Takeru’s skull, Baji shoved him against the wall, and began ramming his fist into his stomach.

How could someone be strong enough to crack a person’s rib in just one punch? Takeru couldn’t help the pathetic yells that ripped through his throat. As desperately as he wanted to cry his apologies out now, it was impossible to so much as breath with all the air being knocked out of him with every one of Baji’s outrageous punches.

All the pent up rage Baji had been saving was finally making itself known. The events of the day began flooding his mind with white rage. The desk. The rumors. Your tears. All of it. He gritted his teeth so hard he could feel a molar chip.

All because of this asshole. Only a few minutes ago he was laughing about your severe mistreatment, and only now wanted to apologize? Even if he did want to hear his excuses and sputtered sorrows, it wouldn’t be honest. It’d have been reactive.

You stood frozen at Baji’s brutal assault. You had half a mind to step in and stop this whole mess, but after catching a clear glimpse of Takeru’s face… you gulped.

“B-… Baji.” You called out quietly. Upon hearing your voice, Baji immediately stopped. Blood soaking his knuckles and face, he looked your direction, an unreadable expression on his face.

Should he feel shame for letting you see him like this? Maybe he should, but nothing like that came to surface. After your call, all he felt was attentive. He waited for you, as you moved closer, looking his victim in the eyes.

“I want… to hear what kind of apology you have to say.” You combed through your words carefully. You felt hatred for him, but had he given a sincere apology, maybe you could forgive him.

Takeru looked at you, warily. “It’s your fault I’m in this position in the first place—“ he tried reminding you, but a heavy fist broke his nose in response. “Try again asshole.” Baji warned.

Your bully sobbed. “I’m sorry! I fuc-cking sorry, okay! I won’t make shit like that up again!! I swear!”

You felt bile rise in your throat. “That’s it?” You asked, waiting only a few moment for a response. When he looked at you expectingly, you grew angry.

“You don’t even remember the half of what you’ve done to me, do you…” you chocked on tears you didn’t want to surface. “How about a sorry for tripping me down the stairs the first time we met? An apology for ‘jokingly’ pushing me against the desk, and flipping my skirt up for all your buddies to see?” You began listing ways he’d fucked up. His face went pale, now under two sets of hostile eyes.

“That so?” Baji’s deep tone only sent the beaten boy into a cold sweat. “W-wait! I’m sorry for that too, okay! R-really!”

But he wasn’t. Not really. He was just sorry he was caught.

“I don’t give a damn what happens to you. Whatever happens is what you deserve.” You swallowed hard, and took a step back. “Baji…” you drew your gaze back to him and his blank eyes. You didn’t know what to say.

But he understood just fine. “Leave this to me.”

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elsweetheart · 1 year

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the request got deleted by mistake :( so here is:

abby anderson x ball of energy gf

for the lovely anon who requested💕

• okay, first and foremost i think abby would be so unphased. like you’d literally be bouncing off the walls and she just wouldn’t even bat an eyelid at it. she honestly finds it useful, knowing you have lots of energy to be helpful, run and climb if need be. that’s why she likes taking you on patrol, you can keep up with her without trying whilst providing her with some entertainment.

• if she needs you to be quiet whilst you’re rambling, she’ll just turn around and give you her full attention — caging you in slightly with her wider muscular build before calmly bringing her finger up to her lips in a shushing motion. it usually distracts you from what you were talking about and you quietly trail off, staring up at her and copying her motion silently. she rewards you with an affectionate scratch behind the ear, before continuing listening out for what she needed to hear. she doesn’t like to directly tell you to just “be quiet” unless it’s urgent, as she doesn’t want to catch you off guard knowing how intimidating and blunt she can sometimes accidentally be.

• abby finds it super easy to entertain you. if you’re on a supply hunt (etc) with her, and she can feel you getting antsy / understimulated, having a lot of built up energy inside you — it’s a totally easy fix for her. she’ll simply turn to you with a “bet you can’t run and jump up on that wall.” if she deems it safe enough. it’s simple, but effective and before she’s even blinked, you’re sprinting off giggling out a “bet you’re wrong!” she gets creative with all her little challenges, and by the end of the day you’re exhausted, calm for once as you curl up in her arms. you’ll be half awake murmuring “i had so much fun on the supply run today abby. you’re so much fun. i don’t wanna do a hunt with anyone else ever.” which melts her lil heart 🫶🏼

• the only time it’s really difficult, is when you’re on a long car journey together. you can’t burn off energy by running around, and you can’t climb all over her because she needs to concentrate on driving. all this means, is you’re very very chatty— firing tons of hypothetical questions at her such as “would you still love me if i turned into a cat with no legs and one eye and blue fur?” (insert abby fumbling for an answer, trying not to seem dumbfounded by the insanity of the question.) she likes to play “i spy” with you, and finds it helps calm you down a bit more.

• everytime you see her, it’s like you’ve been away from her for weeks. she’ll come back from a two hour patrol, and you’ll spot her across the room — running over and jumping on her, wrapping your legs around her. “abby! i missed you! guess what i saw, so remember the rocks i was collecting? well—” and launch into a full update. abby always wonders how so much manages to happen in the small amount of time she was gone, but it always puts a smile on her face no matter what kind of mood she’s in. she can’t resist your bubbly and energetic ways!

• she’s so used to you, that she doesn’t even consider that other people might be taken aback by your high energy spurts. you’ll sprint out the door past owen, who stops in his tracks with a raised eyebrow. “whats up with her?” he’ll ask and abby’s expression won’t change, if anything she seems a little irritated at some a dumb question. “she’s having fun. can i help you?”

• late night energy bursts can only be cured by one thing, abby letting you bounce on her strap as she lays back and watches. she might be tired, but she’d give up sleep anyday to watch you bounce on her cock like a bunny, straddling her with your knees up, moaning and whining as she lazily rubs your clit with one hand, the other rested casually behind her head. “i know baby, that’s it. get out all that energy. someone’s gonna sleep good tonight, huh?”

• on a supply run, the two of you acquire batteries that were on your list, and you find some that have The Energiser Bunny logo on the pack. from then on, abby jokingly nicknames you her energiser bunny. it’s funny, of course — but something about the way she’ll come up behind you and hug you with her arms around your waist, kissing just below your ear saying “theres my little energiser bunny.” makes you embarrassed to admit that it does something to you.

#abby anderson hcs #abby anderson prompt #abby anderson smut #abby anderson drabble #abby anderson x reader

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unchained-hound-dog · 1 year

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Mommy? My Daddy Doesn't Love You.

Just a little something, I was feeling rusty so it isn't the best.

Nothing your 3 year old said ever shocked you, she had such an incredible vocabulary and her constant chatter had left you totally un-phased by anything she said. You often put her chatty-ness down to the fact she was constantly around different people, listening in on adults talking and picking up on words and phrases here and there. You often had to remind Jack and his friends to watch what they were saying around her, you'd caught her telling her aunts dog off once by calling it a 'bad bitch'. Jack found it hilarious how much she spoke, facetime calls lasting hours sometimes as she gave him and full detailed report on everything you'd done that day, who she'd spent time with and how many naps she'd had.

So as you're walking to the car after collecting her from pre-school, her words don't really phase you at first, a hum escapes your lips as you lift her into her car seat and start buckling her in.

'Mommy, my daddy doesn't love you' she repeats, looking up at you.

You watch her face, noticing how she is dead-serious and normally a statement as random as that would have you both laughing, but she seems almost concerned and it fills you with the same feeling.

'What do you mean baby? Of course daddy loves me' you finish buckling her in but stand at the car door, waiting her response.

'Brandon told me today that 'cause daddy is away all of the time, it must mean he doesn't love you. His daddy left him and his mommy because he doesn't love them anymore, that's what his mommy told him' her eyes never leave yours as she spoke, her fingers playing with the zipper on her jacket.

'Baby' your voice catches and tears fill your eyes for a moment before you swallow, leaning in and pushing some hair out of her face.

'Daddy loves me so much, and he loves you so much and we love him, right?' you wait for her to nod before continuing 'and daddy has to work away sometimes and we don't see him around the house but, that doesn't for a second mean he's left us and he doesn't love us' you watch as she nods, her face showing that her brain is working to think of a response.

'So daddy isn't going to leave us like Brandon's daddy did?' her little face makes your heart melt as you lean in and press a kiss to her forehead.

'No baby, daddy isnt going to leave us. I promise'

After being content with how she felt, you shut the car door and got in the drivers side. You started the car and began your drive home, eager to tell Jack about the conversation you'd had.

'Hi daddy!' your daughter ran through to the living room, diving on her dads lap and hugging him tight.

'Hi bug! How was school?' he pressed a kiss to her head before setting her down, her little legs running out to the kitchen where she knew you'd left a snack on her table.

'Glad it was a good day' he called after her, moving into the entryway where he found you taking off your shoes and putting your daughters book bag down.

'Hi babe' Jack's hands slid across your hips and to your stomach, resting there as he pressed soft kisses to your shoulder and neck, you sighed at the feeling and melted back into him

'Hi gorgeous' you turned in his arms, you both met in a soft and breif kiss before you pulled back.

'You'll never guess what she said to me when she got out today'

Jack went through a range of emotions, at first he was mad at this kid for telling his daughter that he didn't love her mom, then he was angry at the parents for telling their kid that in the first place, and now he was upset. Upset that your daughter had possibly accepted the fact that her parents didn't love each other, would she be questioning if her dad was coming home everytime he left for tour or for work? Would she spend her childhood worrying about her parents?

You both agreed to sit her down and talk to her. You'd spoken to her before about how Jack works away and sometimes you can both go with him but other times you both had to stay, but she was older now and maybe she'd understand it better.

'So you do love mommy?' she asked Jack after you'd both finished talking.

'So much' Jack smiled down at her.

Your daughter climbed up onto his lap, her tiny hands cupping his ear as she spoke in a whisper to him.

'More than you love me?' her brows furrowed slightly.

'Hmm not as much as I love you, no. But almost, don't tell her' he whispered back, causing a giggle to erupt from the small girl, the two sharing a pinky promise as you looked on in amusment.

#jack harlow #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader

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the-ninjago-historian · 2 months

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I'm feeling sad today, so FLUFFY COLE X VANIA HEADCANONS TIME!

FEAST YOUR EYES UPON MY HALFBAKED SHIPPING IDEAS!!!🤣🤣🤣 Lol. I need something to cheer me up. These or Pixane usually does the trick. Also, I wrote most of these well past my bedtime. So you KNOW it's gonna be fun! Lol! And I have a little post-series stuff thrown in too. So these headcanons aren't canon to Dragons Rising. Just wanted to make that clear. Anyhoo, let's go!

1: Vania fell first. Cole fell harder.

2: They like to go hiking and spelunking ALL the time. They're the cutest little adventure duo ever! They've discovered all sorts of secret places in Shintaro's mountains. And even some ancient artifacts and cave paintings from Shintaro's past!

3: Whenever Cole visits Shintaro, Vania just lights up. She's happiest when she has her bestie with her.❤️

4: Vania once tried to teach Cole how to use the Shintarians Flight Packs. He was absolutely terrified at first. (Falling off of stuff trauma.😭) But Vania told him to focus on something nice so he wouldn't look down too much. He ended up looking at her. Cue mutual blushing and shy downward glances.🤣

5: Cole taught her some new dance moves. (She had been brought up on more refined forms of dance. Like waltz and such.) She wanted to try something different.

6: At first, they are both quite shy around each other. Not quite sure how close to get. But eventually once they got comfortable around each other, they became very snuggly and affectionate. Especially Cole.😊🧡🧡🧡

7: Everyone in the Ninja fam were super happy when Cole finally admitted to liking Vania. He'd always been so supportive of their own relationships. So they were happy he'd finally have a partner of his own to love.

8: Vise versa, the Geckle and Munce were very excited that the Skyfolk Queen was interested in the Son of Gilly/Milly.

9: Vania loves to chatter about her interests and Cole is always happy to listen. (Chatty Extrovert x Good Listener!😁) Vania sometimes secretly worries she's talking his ear off. She doesn't know that Cole loves just hearing her voice.🥹❤️

10: Vania is very protective of Cole. She loves him dearly. Even before they started their relationship. She wasn't kidding when she said she would bring her entire army to his aid. (As seen in Crystalized.) That being said, I think she would do anything in her power to help keep him safe.

Okay, post series ones now!

11: Cole had this perfect plan for proposing to her. Except he wasn't expecting one thing. When it finally came time to propose, Vania proposed at the same time. 🤣 They laughed about it more a good ten minutes before exchanging rings.

12: Cole ends up becoming King Consort of Shintaro. At first, the Shintarian people are a bit apprehensive to the idea of having some who isn't a Shintarian on the throne. But this changes quickly after seeing what a good ruler he is. And he quickly becomes popular with the people.

13: They have three kids. Their names are Valkyrie, Zephyr, and Collette. AKA Cole Jr.✨ More on that later.

14: Val and Zephie here are twins. But, they're aren't identical twins. Val looks more human and is the spitting image of Lilly. Except with streaks of gold in her black hair. Meanwhile, Zephyr looks more like a Shintarian. And he has the opposite. Gold hair with black streaks.

15: Cole was unbelievably excited about finally becoming a father. He'd always wanted kids of his own. When Val and Zephyr were born, he actually cried when he got to hold them. He couldn't believe him and Vania could make something so beautiful.

16: Collette is the baby of the family. She's adorable and definitely a daddy's girl. Also, this happened;👉

Jay: Hey Cole! I guess you missed out on naming one of your kids Cole Jr again, huh?

Cole: *smirks* Oh? Meet your niece, Collette.

Jay: A- *Jay EXE. has stopped*

Cole: *Dabs in victory*

Kai: Son of a gun. He did it.

And FINALLY, this funky quick doodle I did of them. It's kinda "Meh" but I tried.😅 (Vania is a nightmare for me to draw. Lol.)

On a side note, I'll probably do something like this for each of my favorite Ninjago ships. That should be fun!

(Tagging @only-lonely-stars because I know she like these two. Hope you don't mind!)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #cole x vania #vania x cole #cole brookstone #cole ninjago #ninjago cole #ninjago vania #vania ninjago #princess vania #Vanillacakeshipping #ninjago master of the mountain #My art #My writing #headcanons #I love the Knight and Princess vibes these two have.#I really should doodle them more.

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lynnthefrenchtoast · 10 days

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why lyney x aether just makes sense

no traveller ship has ever rlly worked to me (other than ayaka bc it was very heavily hinted in canon) UNTIL TODAY. HERE IS MY FORMAL DISSERTATION ON WHY LYNETHER WORKS

neither of them have pairs - genshin purposefully does this thing where they pair up characters (eg: chongyun & xingqiu, jean & lisa) which is why there are so many popular ships in the fandom. i think lyney's effective pair is meant to be lynette & aether doesnt have one bc hes meant to be a player-insert but that leaves SO MUCH ROOM bc when you think about it the closest thing lyney has to a love interest IS AETHER

siblings - both of them are elder brothers and both are TWINS . they also both have a youngest sibling figure (freminet and paimon; dont tell me paimon isnt a younger sister figure bc if u open a modern au ALMOST ALWAYS she is presented as "aether and lumines younger sister") their backstories are similar (losing their other half) so they canonically understand each other (There's nothing in the world I treasure more than my family, so I know what it must be like for you -Lyney, Friendship LV4) THIS LEADS INTO MY OTHER POINT

the "i see past your mask" trope - this is a very popular trope (and one that ngl kills me everytime i read it bc it preys on the human desire to be fully understood) BUT it was made for lyney . if youve watched ouran highschool host club HIKARU AND KAORUS "we are the only two who understand each other... until haruhi arrived" IS NOT DISSIMILAR TO WHAT COULD HAPPEN WITH LYNEY, LYNETTE AND AETHER . and lyney was BORN to fit this trope bc he already has the whole fake, charming, extrovert persona he puts on. ("Actually, the real me is nowhere near as outgoing or chatty as I appear. (...) I think people would feel sorry for the real me." -Lyney, friendship LV6)

narrative - a big thing about ships is they need to have a faucet for tension . like xingyun is extremely hinted in canon but its nowhere near as popular as kavetham and zhongchi. why? because theyre just childhood best friends. nothing interesting about it. zhongchi especially is hugely popular bc of the potential for reconciliation after the osial arc (zhongli's "im sorry for manipulating you. it wasnt all fake i swear" sorta thing) AND YK WHAT ELSE HAS THAT??? FURINA REVEALING LYNEY AS FATUI IN THE TRIAL "im sorry for lying about my identity. it wasnt all fake" the core that makes ships like satosugu and zhongchi tragic is the betrayal of trust, and, well... ("Nothing could make me happier than having your trust." -Lyney, Ascension 4)

binary opposition - why is satosugu so popular? probably because its the whole 'cruel murderer villain' vs 'strongest hero' trope and audienced like sun vs moon . okay . AETHER IS LITERALLY THE HONORARY KNIGHT OF MONDSTADT, HERO OF LIYUE, ENEMY OF ETERNITY, FIRST SAGE OF BUER and lyney is THE FUTURE SUCCESSOR TO THE HOUSE OF HEARTH . the villain of genshin impact (currently) is the fatui so you cant get better than this.

canon hints - even if ships would theoretically work well and have potential for tension, they need to be grounded in the source material. so does lynether have that?

"Hmm, your eyes are like topaz, precious, pure, and lovely. I like them! I've decided — I'm going to put on a show just for you."

"I thought it was the radiance of the sunlight on my skin that I felt — turns out it was your radiance all along!"

"I should probably emphasize again that I'm rarely so open with anyone — I guess it's because you're not just anyone."

"It seems we're both keenly interested in each other. Well, know that the honor is mine! Haha, relax. I couldn't ever tell lies to your mesmerizing eyes — not even if I tried!"

"Doing all this for me... Are you trying to steal this magician's heart, by any chance? Well, in that case, congratulations, my dear apprentice — or should I say, "companion." For you have succeeded!"

canonically, lyney gets upset when aether thinks abt other things when hes in fromt of him. HES LIKE A POUTING CHILD THAT GOES "pay attention to me!!!" LMFAOO

the rainbow rose, need i say more? lyney literally gets flustered when lynette brings it up too pfft

most of the stuff he says can be attributed to lyney just being a flirt but in cases like the rainbow rose scene where he literally does it BECAUSE HE KNOWS AETHER WOULDNT GET IT... there is no platonic explanation bc if there was, if it meant Friendly Love THEN THE DEVELOPERS WOULDNT HAVE ADDED THE NOTE ABOUT LYNETTE NEVER GETTING ONE considering shes the most important person to lyney...

in conclusion, ive rambled for too freaking long but THEY WORK . AND THERES ALSO POTENTIAL FOR A WHOLE LONG DISTANCE YEARNING ARC BC AETHER ALWAYS TRAVELS SO... FANFIC WRITERS CHOP CHOP

#lynaether #genshin lyney #lyney #genshin impact lyney #satosugu #zhongchi #kavetham #aether #genshin impact #genshin aether #fontaine #lynette #paimon

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 2 years

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Hawks/F!Darling: Breaking Silence

TW: noncon

He'd dealt with people giving him the silent treatment before: suspects, wary targets, even colleagues who disliked him for his cocky pretty boy persona. He couldn't really blame them, but it never lasted forever. As long as he talked "out loud, totally to himself without anyone else in the room to hear or respond" and said just the right things to wear down their walls, he could tease a word or two out of them. And once that crack appeared, it would grow into a flood without them realizing it was too late.

All those other times though, they didn't hurt the same way it did with ____. He knew she'd be upset by him taking her, but he'd prepared for that. All her favorite things were already moved in while she was unconscious, her employer had been told she was putting in her two weeks, and he'd been a perfect gentleman while she was asleep. Minimize the damage as much as possible when you're confronted. Do what you can to turn distrust into self-doubt, and turn THAT into trust.

Not exactly relationship advice, but his training was all he'd had to go on when it came to how to deal with events in his life after he'd been recruited by the Safet Commission.

He'd spoken gently to her, insisted that she had every right to be angry at him, let her scream and try to escape before realizing it was impossible on all fronts. And when she'd collapsed onto the floor and started to cry, he'd been there to slowly inch closer and closer until he had his arms around her; he'd been so subtle and inviting that she hadn't even flinched until he spoke up and she heard his voice so close to her ear.

____ hadn't spoken to him for the past two days in some attempt to defy him. He could practically hear her thoughts though, with the way she glared at him with contempt. I hate you. You know this is wrong and you're going to try and make me feel like I'M the crazy one for thinking that. You ruined my life.

But despite her efforts, he didn't falter. He'd simply smiled and playfully reached out to poke her chin after he'd taken her empty breakfast plate away (a plastic one, given her propensity for throwing things at him in frustration). "Cat got your tongue again today?"

____ continued to glower at him.

He brushed her cheek with his fingers. "That's okay," he replied. "I'll just do enough talking for both of us again. It's actually kinda fun, being the super friendly and chatty guy people make me out to be." The smile on his lips twitched and seemed a little more downcast as he moved to make sure she'd eaten all of her food; hopefully she knew better by now than to try and spit it out so she didn't have to ingest the crushed-up "relaxers" he'd mix into her eggs.

He smiled when he saw that her plate was clean and she had no way of hiding that much food under her tongue or in her cheeks. "Enjoyed it? You ate every bite this time. Guess I'm getting better at cooking."

He set the tray down in the corner of the room and crawled into bed to cuddle with ____ while the drugs started to take effect. ____ turned away from him and stared defiantly at the opposite wall; Hawks simply put his arms around her and held her from behind, rubbing circles into her shoulders and enjoying the way her hair tickled his face. "I'm actually a better cook than most people think," he continued. "I'm not the kinda celebrity who's always had chefs and butlers and personal assistants, y'know?" He moved his hips closer to her as he recalled the kitchen in his parents' apartment: filthy, usually bare with the exception of rice, clearance vegetables a day away from rotting, some eggs, dried fish, and a bit of soy sauce.

"Granted, I'm making way better stuff for us now, but I can still make a mean bowl of okayu. I mean...it's just rice porridge, but still!"

He left a small beat of silence to try and read her body language from behind as he rubbed against her. She'd stiffened up, but hadn't made any effort to move away. "Even if I was still starving and barely scraping by though, I'd do my best to give you something good. I'd find a way to take care of you." He moved his head up to kiss ____'s cheek, and he noticed her eyes were already starting to droop.

"I'll always take care of you."

The stars in his eyes were met with a hazy, barely-there gaze from her as he looked down at her. His hands wandered under the covers as he kissed her face and neck, and not once did she move away or fight back. His sweet words to her were punctuated with quick kisses. "I...love you...so much," he sighed. "You can hate me for as long as you want, you don't ever have to love me back. Just be loved by me, and I'll do the rest, ok?"

He pulled her panties aside and slowly ground against her backside, slipping his precum-slicked cock up and down her slit. ____ made a small noise of protest, but kept her lips pressed together. "Still trying to stay silent? Baby, you don't have to hide how good you feel just because you're mad at me." He circled his index finger around her clit and heard her gasp through her nose.

As he continued to toy with her cunt and rub his cock against her entrance, he'd see her clenching her jaw and biting her lip to keep her noises to a minimum. Still, her silence couldn't hide how wet she'd become, or how her chest had started to rise and fall as she panted softly. Hawks rolled her on her back and crawled on top of her, thrusting just the tip into her tight walls.

____ limply tried to throw her hands over her face as she cried out, but Hawks quickly moved them back to lay on either side of her pillow. "I-I'm gonna cum soon," he said with a moan. "Fuck, Angel, I love you so fuckin' much..." He leaned down to kiss her neck and briefly suck on one of her nipples with one hand on her other breast. "Where do you want it, hm? Inside? Or all over you?"

Either way, he was going to love it. He could claim her from the inside and fill her up, or he could cover her with his essence and mark her body as his to keep. Just the thought of it was about to push him over the edge--

"P-please..." A small murmur passed through ____'s lips, her voice thick as she struggled not to cry. "Please s-stop..."

He came with a sharp cry, flooding her cunt with warmth and feverishly rubbing at her stiff clitoris with a few fingers to make her cum around him at the same time. His wings fluttered and shook as his eyes rolled back a little, and when the roaring in his ears mixed with Darling's high-pitched moan had subsided he looked down and saw her covering her face again in shame.

Instead of moving them back again, Hawks sighed lovingly and wrapped his arms around them to pull them against his chest as he cuddled her from behind again. He slowly eased his cock out of her and felt her shiver from the sensation of cum dribbling out of her cunt. He kissed her cheek again and stroked her sides with a dark glint of happiness in his golden eyes.

"I missed hearing your voice, Chickadee."

#.bnha #yandere bnha #.hawks #yandere hawks #.myshit #fem darling #tw: noncon

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breakfastteatime · 10 months

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Today's fic request is for the Anon who requested 'Fever' (✿◡‿◡)

Something’s not right after Kashyyyk, and it’s not just Cal’s ongoing frostiness toward Cere. She understands. It’s what she deserves. Honestly, it’s more than she deserves. Cal is a gentle, compassionate soul despite everything he’s gone through. He’s hurt, feels betrayed, and yet he is still managing to hold a civil conversation with her, when necessary, still seeking guidance in a quiet, roundabout way…

…but something’s not right with him. In the weeks since they first picked him up from Bracca, she’s got a good grasp of his baseline behaviours, including his complete inability to stop. Sure, he’ll sit down, but he doesn’t rest unless he’s asleep (and even then, he can be chatty and, occasionally, mobile). He’s always active, always doing something, whether it be working on his lightsaber, helping BD, reading, studying… Looking at him on the couch right now, the only word for it is listless. His eyes are hooded and glassy, his cheeks flushed. If he’s staring at something in particular, Cere can’t see it.

And it must be obvious something’s up if Greez is nudging her, nodding at Cal, and silently asking her with his eyes what’s wrong with the kid. And when he realises Cal’s not going to hear him, Greez asks, “We didn’t break him, did we?” on his way back to the cockpit.

Cere’s hoping they’ve been doing the opposite, putting present circumstances aside for a moment. She approaches Cal, calls his name. It takes a moment to register, and he drags his gaze over to her. “I’m fine,” he says, apparently guessing what she was about to ask.

If he’s ‘fine’, she’s a bogling’s auntie. “You don’t need to – ” ‘Lie’ catches in her throat. “You don’t look fine,” she says instead.

He takes that as a challenge and shifts, forcing himself to his feet. “See? I’m –”

Cere barely catches him in time as his eyes roll back and he crumples. Cere lowers him to the deck. She can feel the sickly heat radiating from his body. BD-1 hurries over, nudging Cal and beeping worriedly. Cal’s quick to come around, but Cere orders him to stay put before he can get himself off the deck. She needs to get something to reduce that fever and scan him for anything serious. Kashyyyk’s full of things that can do awful things to the Human body. He could’ve picked up any number of germs or viruses or parasites or –

“Cere?”

Cal’s voice pulls her out of her anxiety spiral. “Do not move,” she orders, the words harsher than she means them to be.

BD hops on Cal’s chest and announces he will keep Cal right there.

“I’m okay,” Cal says. “I don’t need –”

Cal’s protests are lost under a tirade from BD-1, who points out that people who are ‘fine’ and ‘okay’ are not prone to fainting. Cere takes the opportunity to grab the med kit out of the refresher and return to Cal who has not moved. He looks at Cere, caught somewhere between illness and embarrassment. “Can I get up now?” he asks.

“Let me scan you first, see what’s going on.”

There’s stubborn set to his jaw as he rolls his eyes. “I got up too fast and –”

And the scanner reveals a temperature approaching 40C, which is so high Cere breaks out in a sweat. “How long have you felt sick?” she demands while BD issues a lengthy reprimand after a scan of his own.

“I dunno,” Cal replies. Cere can’t tell if he’s being honest or difficult.

She’s really blown it with him.

“Now can I get up?” he asks.

“Slowly,” she says, hovering without making it obvious.

“Wasn’t planning on sprinting,” he mutters as he sits up and immediately goes a strange whiteish grey. He starts to slump backward, but BD’s there to brace him with his head and Cere catches him again. “Okay,” Cal mumbles. “Slower.”

Cere manages to get him onto the couch. She runs another scan, and it coughs out the name of Cal’s affliction. Thrrryyp fever, commonly caught on Kashyyyk from bug bites. Not lethal in Humans, but certainly unpleasant for a few days. Symptoms include high fever, muscle aches, loss of appetite and fatigue. Cere loads him up with standard meds, orders him to drink something, and packs him off to bed. He refuses her offer of help, instead choosing to brace himself on every nearby surface as he heads for the back of the ship, BD hurrying behind him.

Cal pauses in the doorway. “Cere?”

“Yes?” She looks up from where she’s repacking the med kit.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” she says.

He shuffles off. Cere hears Greez approaching. “Kid’s sick, huh?”

“Yes.” Cere closes the med kit and leaves it on the lounge table. She sits on the couch with a sigh. “He’ll be okay in a few days.”

Greez claps his hands. “Only one thing for it. Gotta make him some of my great-grandma’s fix all soup.”

#fic requests 2023 #star wars jedi: fallen order #jfo minific #jfo headcanon #cal kestis #bd 1 #cere junda #greez dritus #the mantis crew #*found family feels intensify*#love a sick fic!!!

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starrzhao · 1 year

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prologue ! summer flame | k.gv

summary kim gyuvin. the one boy that somehow always gets on your nerves for the most ridiculous reasons. you couldn't stand being around him even if he was the last person on earth. But what happens when you're forced you to spend almost two weeks of your summer with the one person you despise the most?

pairing gyuvin x gn!reader

genre romance, fluff, crack, angst if you squint

word count 2.6k

content/tags sfw, enemies? to lovers?, gyuvin’s a little silly boy idk WHISHSJS

warnings mentions of murder and kidnapping but not serious or related to the story lol

taglist @leagreenly ( send an ask or dm if you'd like to be added/removed to a permanent taglist or just for this series )

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kim gyuvin.

the one person in the world who you can’t stand at all. Everytime you’re around him all you see is red. To you, he feels like a consequence sent to you from your past life like you must’ve angered the heavens for someone like gyuvin to exist in your life.

So what exactly did he do?

Did he perhaps hold one of your family members hostage and plan a well-thought murder plan? Were you past lovers and he crushed you, leaving you in heartbreak and anguish?

Well…it was for a series of unfortunate and odd reasons.

You had actually known gyuvin from eight grade, that being your first year of being classmates and seatmates.

He was a new transferee in your class, introducing himself as someone who had recently moved from Australia. He was a freakishly tall and handsome boy and immediately became the class heartthrob on his first day. He was also friendly and easy-going, getting along with almost everyone within his first week.

You were his seatmate in his first year.

He was very chatty. He greeted you every morning and would occasionally bug you with random stories and questions in class. You often shrugged him off, trying to stay focused in your classes, responding to him with simple nods and uninterested replies. You never said much, putting on your cold facade as an attempt to get him away from you.

But he didn’t care and continued to be ‘obnoxious’ to you every day. He then just got used to your cold and not-so-friendly personality.

He wasn’t exactly the ardent type of student, always blowing off his exams or even sleeping at times during class.

Most of the time, because of how carefree of a student he was, he never really bothered to bring his own supplies like a notebook or let alone a ballpen. So everytime when it was needed for an activity or exam, he’d always borrow from you.

Every single time you lend a pen to him, he always happens to lose it. And when you asked to give them back, he’d tell you he’d give it next time or he’d insist on just buying you new ones since he was a rich kid anyways,and he, in fact did as he’d buy you a new set of pens every month to make up for losing it. Although you got annoyed and wanted to just stop lending him your pens knowing how careless he’d be anyways, you just continued to lend them, knowing how most of them were from him. You were basically his own pen supplier and keeper.

He’d also doodle on your notes or grab your hand and casually doodle on it, leaving a bunch of silly drawings or hearts and stars.

“y/n look at my portrait of you.” He proudly shows of the poorly-made distorted drawing he made of you, which he left next to your recent math notes.

“I guess you can call me picasso, aye”

“it looks horrendous and oh my god stop drawing over my notes!”

He just wouldn’t stop bothering you, no matter how many times you told him to stop, he’d continue doing it anyways. He’d simply laugh it off when you were furious.

Later in 10th grade. Your class had football for PE. You were assigned as the goal-keeper of your team while gyuvin was one of the strikers of the opposing team.

There was one point left for your team to win, you were determined to make sure your team would take the win for today.

Gyuvin was surprisingly good, being one of the best players hard carrying the other team.

He speedily kicked the ball through the opposing team, swiftly dodging their every move as he passes through them.

He was getting nearer and nearer and you bend your knees, preparing your stance, ready to catch that ball in your hands.

He was finally near you and with the speed and momentum, he kicked the ball immediately towards you.

You were about to catch that ball but it was moving at an alarmingly fast rate.

Before you could even catch it, it had unfortunately landed on your face.

Although you were happy he didn’t make the goal and his team lost, in the end you suffered from a terrible headache and a painful nosebleed.

He apologized and apologized and even stayed by you in the clinic but you ignored him, thinking that he might’ve done it on purpose knowing how competitive he was.

You were furious and you were sure you’d be out to get him the next time.

In eleventh grade, he asked you if he could switch seats with you for one class to sit with his best friend, junhyeon. You agreed and didn’t think much about it.

Until next period came and you arrived back to your seat, gyuvin had drawn a smiley, leaving a little note saying “don’t sulk anymore” with some bonus pencil shavings on your desk. This was the final straw for you and it was enough to rile you up.

You went to gyuvin and yelled at him, telling him to stay away from you and your things.. He simply scratched his head and flashed you his silly smile in return, saying a little sorry. You were furious but he was still giggling while you were boiling in anger. He was the most unserious person you have ever encountered in your life.

He’d always do something odd and you’ve told him off so many times and he’d somehow just play it cool, laughing at you when you’re mad.

You truly couldn’t stand his antics, always ranting about him to your friends. They all never really understood why and said your reasons were just stupid but gyuvin somehow always got on your nerves in everything he does. He was your (one-sided)arch nemesis all throughout high school. You wished to never see him ever again after.

present.

You are now a second year in college.It was a time for you to get serious and work hard as your future and career was now on the line.

You dedicated all your time and effort into studying and your other passions. Your best friend, woonggi has been pestering you to go out on a date with someone for the past year. He had offered to set you up on a date numerous times and each time, you rejected.

However there came a time where you asked woonggi for help on getting respondents on a survey you needed for a subject. He was an expert in socializing and was friends with almost every first year student so he would be a huge help. He continuously rejected your request out of spite for not accepting his date offers.

You had gotten desperate to the point you begged him, saying that you’ll finally accept his date offer in exchange. That’s when he agreed to finally help you.

So here you are. All glammed up, dragging yourself to the restaurant where your date was set. Woonggi said your date had picked the restaurant that was located across your campus so you were grateful it wasn’t much of a hassle to get here.

You enter the place, finding it to be quite fancy yet also campy with the restaurant being decorated in an old-school sorta style. With vintage red chairs and white clothed tables, some antiques being displayed in the corners and some retro-esque patterns on the walls.

You figured your date was perhaps old-fashioned.

Anyways, the waiter in front welcomes you and leads you to your seat where you nervously wait for your date.

Another thing, you had absolutely no idea who your date was. Woonggi had only told you a few things about your date, one that it was his roommate, two, he was a very handsome man and other than that, your date was really a big question mark.

Deep inside, you were a little excited. Although you dread the thought of going to a date or the idea of romance in general, having absolutely zero romantic experiences or crushes in your life, you decided to give it a chance to see where it can take you. It was a small date and you were sure that it wouldn’t be serious so it probably wouldn’t hurt to try.

5 minutes had passed since the time you’ve set. He’s not here. It was only a few minutes so it’s probably fine.

15 minutes passed. You were getting slightly impatient but you gave him the benefit of the doubt, hoping that he didn’t stood you up because you wouldn’t want to waste your time waiting. You order your meal already, hoping he’d show up anytime soon.

35 dreadful minutes passed. A bunch of people came rolling in the restaurant and it was starting to get busy. You started getting really impatient. You text woonggi, asking him if your date was still planning going to show up. (Which at this point, you hoped he wouldn’t come so you could leave.) he tells you that your supposed date hasn't been responding to him either and insists that you wait because he might’ve finished classes late since it was lunch time anyways but you were tired of sitting there alone while waiting. You texted woonggi to tell him to move the date or to just simply ask for another favor.

So you stood up, ready to pack up your things but you then hear the sound of the front door ringing.

You stop in your tracks when you hear the front doorbel ring, spotting the man by the front door. His hair was light brown and he was dressed quite nicely in a black sweater with a white button-up under it paired with a pair of black wide pants and a beige coat. He was talking to the waiter at the front so you weren’t able to clearly see his face.

The waiter turns their back and leads the man, finally revealing his face.

Your mouth opens in shock when you meet eye-to-eye with him.

Surprise Surprise

It was you the person you hate the most in the world, your (one-sided) enemy gyuvin.

You hadn’t seen him since senior year of high school, surprised to know that he was going to the same college as you when you never really saw him across the campus.

You mentally curse at yourself for agreeing to this date, you preferred to have failed your class rather than go on a date with him.

You both settle down into your seats and gyuvin apologizes. “hey I’m so sorry, I uh was doing some schoolwork in the library before getting here and I wasn’t looking at the time so i got carried away.” he scratches his neck and awkwardly smiles.

Dead silence fills the air, an awkward tension rising between the two of you. You hadn’t seen each other in so long and after what happened last time in high school, you didn’t know how to stir up a casual conversation.

“Anyways I didn’t really expect to meet you here y/n, long time no see.” He says and you nod, giving him a small smile, trying to hide the fact that you were lowkey annoyed at him for being late mixed with the fact you were also nervous now that you’re on a date with your proclaimed high school arch nemesis.

“Well how have you been?” He asks.

“I’m actually majoring in BS psych, I guess I would say it’s been fun but really busy. I’m still adjusting around here, you know it’s really different from our hometown. And to be honest, I didn’t expect you to go this school, yujin told me you weren’t going to move.” You say and He lets out a light chuckle.

“I’m taking up law here and I didn’t expect to either, I was also terrified of moving but I changed my mind, I think it’s a great choice. It's been really fun.” He laughs.

Your younger brother, yujin was a close friend of gyuvin’s, from being in the same football team in your old school. You initially wanted to stay at your old school, concerned that your younger brother would have a hard time adjusting to going to school alone but at the same time, you wanted to move to a school with a new environment and a better program. Yujin really didn’t want you to move, being the clingy little brother he was but yujin was a teenager and was already a mature boy so you told he would probably adjust well without you anyways and you weren’t always going to be around him.

“Oh how is yujinie by the way! You probably miss him, don’t you?”Gyuvin teases.

“Oh he’s all grown up. Honestly, he was annoying as hell but I do miss my little brother, I hadn’t seen him so long cause you know, college. But I’ll probably go see him during summer break.” You say. You haven’t seen yujin for about three months as you barely had the time to go back home due to the overwhelming number of deadlines and projects you had this year. College was a huge pain in the ass and you were excited for the upcoming summer break.

“Ah I see, I miss him too.” He says as he once again digs into his meal.

“Woonggi’s your roommate, right?” He nods as he takes a sip of water from his glass.

“How did he get you on this date? Or what was your reason for going? I kinda just went because he begged me for the past year to go one, oh my god.” He lets out a small nervous laugh. You wondered why woongi so desperately wanted you to see gyuvin for the past year.

“Oh uh about that, it’s really embarrassing but I asked him to set me up on one. It wasn’t that I was so desperate, I just wanted to meet new people yeah well ironically he set me up with someone I’ve known and my long-time high school crus-“ He coughs at the last word and his cheeks unexpectedly start heating up. He lightly pounds his chest as he chokes.

“Oh shit, are you okay?” you ask him if he’s okay and you give him his glass of water. He nods as he hurriedly gulps the glass of water.

“long-time high school crusmate, I mean classmate, that’s what I was supposed to say by the way!” He says, seemingly panicked for some reason.

You arrive back to your dorm, ready to bury yourself into your bed after haivng a long day and that one unexpected and weird date with gyuvin.

You were glad it was over. As you had finally laid your back on the bed comfortably, your phone rang. You grab your phone and to your surprise, it was your brother calling, he barely called you and often, it would’ve been you reaching out to him.

“Yujin! How are you, it’s been awhile.why are you calling me for the first time in like forever. You missed me so much didn’t you?.”

“Ahh I’m fine and ew no, uh I just wanted to ask you if were free for the summer?”

“Of course! I’m on break.”

“Uh hanbin hyung is inviting us to come over for a week-long outing in the summer.”

“Oh that’s interesting..who’ll be there?”

“Well all the other hyungs from the football team as well as some of their friends and my other friends. He told me that you can invite yours as well! i think., jiwoong, matthew, of course hanbin oh and! gyuvin hyung.” You felt nervous when he brought up the last name. You were certain that you weren’t going to see him again but to spend time with him for another two weeks after spending one hour was dreadful hour today?

“Oh..uh wait I’m not sure if I’ll go.”

“But you said you that you were free and you know we haven’t seen each other in so long, we’ll probably only spend time together during the outing..” he whined.

Well you truly didn’t want to be around gyuvin but you couldn’t bare to not see yujin anymore because you’ve missed your brother so much and he missed you too. Yujin was all that mattered.

“Okay. Fine, Oh god you’re so clingy”

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My alpha male

W Rafe Cameron

Warnings- fighting, swearing, hidden messages of sex, mentions of injuries.

Series- outer banks

Summary- you and Rafe are on holiday in Cyprus. And some drunk guy thinks he has the right to talk to you in front of Rafe. Bad move mate. (Protective rafe)

Idea from a similar situation I witnessed on my holiday in Cyprus yesterday 😂🫶

“Morning beautiful” Rafe smiled as I rolled over to check if he was awake yet. “Mm good morning handsome” I giggled snuggling into his neck, rafes soft arms came over pulling me into a bear hug. “You excited?” “Hmm i would be if I was here with literally anybody else” “shut up” Rafe laughed into my hair nudging me slightly.

“I’m joking, I’ve never been more excited” I kissed his jaw before sitting up and looking around the hotel room. My hair was all wispy and messy when I looked into the mirror in front of me. Rafe sat up too putting his head on my shoulder, I watched him through the mirror and when he noticed he smiled. The famous Rafe Cameron smile. “I love you” I whispered turning my head to kiss his.

“Mm where’d that come from” he asked still with that smile that just made me melt. “Just felt like saying it”. Rafe moved his head and turned my face towards him so I was looking him in the eyes. He gently laid a soft kiss on my lips and then pulled away “I love you so much” his thumb came up swiping my face gently. “We should get to breakfast” I told him with a wide smile.

Throwing the covers off me I jumped out of bed and walked over to the wardrobe. “Which bikini do I wear today?” I asked him with an eyebrow up, Rafe lied down with one arm under his head looking at me pull out all different types of swimsuits. “Pink? Or yellow maybe oh or the white one? And I have a…” “…the white one” Rafe cut in pointing with his free hand. “You’ll look amazing in all of them especially that white one”

“I’m surprised you know, that your so eager for me to wear these around other boysss” “you can wear what you want y/n, wear whatever makes you happy” Rafe smirked at me from the bed. “Why” I half laughed squinting at him “because darlin” the boy jumped up and when walking past me grabbed my waist making me look up at him. “I can fight” he told me pressing a kiss on my forehead.

Before taking off into the bathroom. I shook my head smiling to myself before taking my white bikini out of the wardrobe changing into it. Me and Rafe went down to the breakfast buffet and helped ourselves to the pastry’s, coffee and bacon. We then went down to the pool to lay on some sun beds and splash each other in the pool before realising we looked about half our age.

“Here” Rafe passed me my towl as we climbed out and walked back over to the sun beds to dry off. “Thanks hun” I took it off of him taking a seat on my sun bed laying down, Rafe did the same thing. About four seconds later I heard a sun bed being dragged to my side. Me and Rafe both snapped our heads to my left side.

“You alright guys?” A boy, maybe a bit older than me and Rafe, middle or late twenty’s, was standing above the sun bed. He plodded down next to me putting one arm behind his head and then exhaled. Me being the nice chatty person I was became smiley and excited to meet someone new. “Hi, we’re fine thanks how are you today” “oh I’m just chilling” he smiled turning his head to look at me.

“Cyprus is lovely huh?” “Wellll hmm the place is nice I guess, but the reason I’m here- just isn’t” he shook his head and looked back up to the sun. I looked over at Rafe who had a stern straight face, staring directly at the guy. “Why’s that?” I asked him turning back away from Rafe. “Oh um I have a wedding to go to on Saturday” “your wedding?” Rafe asked curiously “no no- not my wedding I’m single”

“Right” Rafe frowned getting pissed off, that’s when the wind blew the smell of alcohol off of the guy towards me. That made me feel more sympathetic for him, he didn’t really know what he was doing. “Yeah yeah, I’m the only single one and I have eight friends it’s a high school wedding, and I’m the only single one there” he told us. “On no” Rafe put bluntly clearly wanting him to go away.

“Are they always trying to set you up?” I asked with a sympathetic smile. “Y-yeah spot on!” He drunkenly exaggerated. “That’s okay, that’s how me and Rafe met, now we’re two years together tomorrow” I explained grabbing my boyfriends hand making sure he felt secure and making it very clear to the other guy that I had a man. “Yeah but like, what would you do in this situation?” “I’d probably go bed” Rafe stated not caring that he flipped the answer .

“Hmmm” he hummed and then jumped up from the sun bed without saying anything and wondered off into the crowed. “Fucking freak” Rafe muttered watching him walk over “Rafe he was drunk” I laughed quietly whacking him with my arm. “If people are drunk you just talk to them” “yeah thats just you, your too friendly he clearly wasn’t trying to just be friendly with you” Rafe stated before lying back down on the bed to soak up the sun.

“He didn’t know what he was doing” I shook my head smiling “I’m sure he didn’t” Rafe rolled his eyes before turning his wrist to look at the time. “Snack bar is open now” he clapped his hands together and rubbed them together. “Want anything beautiful?” “Erm- I don’t know what they have, just have an eye out for chicken please” I smiled patting his wrist. “Will do princess” he brought my hand up so he could kiss it.

Rafe got up to walk away but after two steps he came back “y/n if that guy comes back text me, phone me, shout my name what ever you want just tell me- gave me propa dodge vibes him” “okay rafe” I laughed shaking my head at his jealously. Little did he know how completely and utterly whipped I was for him, I’d never put our relationship in jeopardy especially for some random guy.

“What you thinking about” I heard a voice on my left. “Oh- hi again whered you disappeared off to?” I questioned being slightly weary now that Rafe had warned me about the guy. “Just about” he shrugged turning on his side to look at me “yeah it’s a nice hotel” I smiled while sitting up to get away slightly. I looked around towards the snack bar for my boyfriend but he was nowhere to be seen. “You know, you look really pretty in that bikini”

“Only I can say that, mate” I heard the familiar voice of Rafe’s. Shit. “Hey You alright” I looked around hearing the guy going in with the innocent response that clearly wasn’t going to work. “You got a name?” Rafe questioned to which the guy answered “edwardo” to him “Well edweirdo, I’m a bit confused right now because I just don’t understand how you didn’t get the hint when I told you to go to bed” Rafe bit his lip pretending to think.

He was playing with his prey. Except his prey didn’t realise he was about to be hurt. “Oh there was a hint?” He asked looking up at rafe. He put the plate of chicken nuggets on the table next to the guy before his arm swung out grabbing him by the neck and dragging him upwards so he was sitting. “Get up” Rafe snarled dragging him by the neck “rafe that’s enough come on” I rolled my eyes putting my arm out.

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll make the man go away princess” “Rafe come on I’m serious” “fuck sake” he hissed pushing the man away from his grasp. He put his hands immediately up to his neck gasping for breath. “No one talks to my girl like that, now fuck off before I change my mind” Rafe snarled stepping forward to intimidate him. “Okay okay, I’m going” he put his hands up in defeat stepping a few paces back and the looked at me.

“Just quickly What are you doing Saturday?” He raised an eyebrow. “You’ve basically just signed your death Warrant” I told him with an eye roll. “Yeah” Rafe agreed before throwing his left fist into the man’s face. He stumbled backwards and Rafe strode towards him. “Shit” the guy tried throwing a punch back at rafe but he dodged it skilfully. I exhaled deeply knowing nithing could stop Rafe now. I layed back down on the sun bed facing another direction ignoring it all.

Until I heard a bottle smash which made me whip my head around quickly. Rafe had the guy pushed down against the counter of the bar and was holding a bottle to his throat. The bartender was shouting at him in Greek. “Rafe stop It!” I hissed jumping up from the beds. I felt like everyone was watching us, because they all were. “I’m sorry- I’m sorry- I was just lonely” “then grow a pair of balls to be friends with” Rafe scowled throwing the bottle on the side.

“Stop it Right now are you trying to get kicked out” I asked him angrily “n-no”’ he shook his head listening to me that I’d gotten pissed off. Rafe placed the bottle in my hand and let go of the helpless guy. “Now sit down” I snapped pointing at our sun beds across the walkway. I noticed he had a bruised forming on the jaw of his cheek. That was his only mark, edwardo was injured a lot worse. His right eye was swollen and had blackened already, his lip and eyebrow was cut as well.

“Dick” Rafe shoved him before walking off to where I told him to go. I followed him crossing my arms. But the people staring were pissing me off now too. “If you have something to say fucking see say it” I shouted throwing my arms out staring back ar a few of them. Rafe saw I was stressed and came over to me putting an arm around my waist. “I’m sorry” he whispered gently kissing my temple. “Rafe he was drunk he couldn’t even defend himself”

“Don’t give it out if you can’t take it” Rafe shrugged his shoulders with a little smirk. “This isn’t funny Rafe- I don’t understand why you get jelous do you not trust me?” “What? Of course I trust you y/n” he widened his eyes in complete shock. “Then why hurt him?” “Im selfish, I don’t want anyone to talk to you like that your mine and only mine”

“I’m yours and only yours, i would never touch another guy so stop It stop trying to be the alpha male” “I don’t need to try princess, I am the alpha male” Rafe half laughed laying back down the bed setting the food in between us. “You don’t need to be the alpha male there are no other males you need to dominate” I told him taking one, shoving it into my mouth. “Y/n im sorry” Rafe sighed rolling his head towards mine.

“Your not though rafe, if you could go back in time you’d do the exact same thing with out hesitation” he thought about that for a second before shutting up. The both of our hands came out to pick the last chicken nugget and we clashed, we looked up at each other and laughed gently. “I don’t want you to be pissed off on our two year anniversary holiday” “I’m not pissed off rafe, it’s hard to stay mad at you”

“I love you” Rafe picked up the chicken nugget and put it in my hand. “I’d love you too if you wasn’t so annoying” I smirked biting the nugget. “Ouch” he muttered laying back down. “I’m joking” I giggled nudging him. “But all will be forgotten of you get me a drink” “what do you want princess” “hmm- sex on the beach” I told him scratching my chin playfully.

“Oh if that’s what you wanted you should have just said” Rafe smirked looking into my eyes. “Just get my drink you muppet” I laughed shaking my head. “What a coincidence I was planning to take a beach trip tonight” Rafe said winking at me as he stood up to leave. “yeah?” I asked raising an eyebrow. “Yeah” he stated smirking now.

“Okay then, yeah” I shrugged with a knowing smile “ugh I love you so much, I’ll be back in a second” he jumped excitedly to kiss me on the cheek before bouncing off to grab me my drink.

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My problems with Magnifico and Amaya and how I would rewrite them (TKoRaT AU)

GOD DAMN IT NOW I WISH MAGNIFICO AND AMAYA IN MY VERSION WERE GOOD PEOPLE AHHHHHHHHH-

Ahem..sorry..what was I gonna say?

Oh yea! Feeling like a long rant again, so prepare your eyes!!!💀

Sooo, I kinda have been off putting stuff again since I had school work and a bunch of ideas like this one, so I decided to just share it so I don't loose the idea (ik I can write it down but idk I felt like sharing it). Plus the fact that I've been more chatty lately lol.

Idk how to transition to my problems with Amaya and Magnifico so here.

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Magnifico and Amaya's Character in Wish 2023

Magnifico

Magnifico in the film is...well is a pretty stand up guy! Sure, he is paranoid most of the time and is pretty stubborn, but he is very selfless and a really generous person!

You can say he is more in line with the kings of original films that deeply care for their children, such as King Sefan from Sleeping Beauty, or King Frederic from Tangled.

In this case, he deeply cares for the people of Rosas. I mean yeah, it is weird that you forget what your goal is in life, but if I had nowhere to go and no roof over my head, of course I would go to Rosas to live there safely. Heck, in perspective, you have a chance of your wish getting granted, and don't have to pay rent to live there. It is a pretty fair deal, especially for families who want their kids to grow up out of harms way. Sure, he can't grant all of the wishes, but his reasoning is pretty valid. The only line I could get from the film that would support this would be when he commented on Asha's Grandfather's Wish (which is to inspire the next generation):

"To create what? A rebellious mob perhaps? Inspire them to...to do what? Uh, destroy Rosas, maybe?"

And a lot of people can argue that Saba's wish is very simple or isn't dangerous, but here is the thing. Simple things can have dangerous concequences no matter how small or big they are. Sure, you can start out small, like inspiring people, but it will cause a domino effect that can lead to something greater. Either for the better or worse. And example would actually be Walt Disney himself! He started out small, but without him, animation would not have gotten to where it is today. With his love and passion to art and story telling and taking risks, we WOULD NOT have gotten Puss in Boots, SpiderVerse, OR EVEN ANYTHING ANIMATION WISE. Walt Disney really pioneered animation and without those baby steps, there would not be an Disney, Pixar, Dreamworks, ect. It would just be...well...live action I guess. Hate the Disney company or not, Walt helped get animation to where it is today, and it sucks that his company, even after death, wont try anymore to push the limits of animation except for companies that isn't Disney.

Plus, I don't even blame Magnifico for thinking this way! Although it is sort of annoying that his backstory was told instead of shown (not that there is nothing wrong with telling, but showing for me is a more effective way of story telling for me. You can take the little mermaid for example), I personally understood where he was coming from. In his backstory, his home was destroyed from thieves and barbarians, with his family and possibly everyone he knew being dead. Its honestly tragic, so him making a kingdom for people to not suffer that pain again is very selfless of him and just...feels good in a good way you know?

But as everything in this movie is, it takes the good things and beats it over with a 30 foot pole and leaves it to rot.

He is turned into the villain. And no, it isn't because of Asha not getting what she wanted, and no, it isn't because Amaya, his wife died (she never did btw)! OH NO IT IS MUCH WORSE.

He opens up a mAgIc bOoK oF dArK mAgIc and becomes the bad guy...

...What the fuck. Actually no, applauds to you Disney! This is such a effective way of telling a story. 10/10 forever and ever. Great job! :D

(I am being sarcastic, this is legit the worst way for a good guy becoming the villain, its so fucking stupid-)

He is just simply stripped of his good qualities and only lets his bad qualities shine through. It kind of feels like he was being held at gun point here.

"OH PLEASE BELIEVE THAT I AM ACTUALLY THE BAD GUY. OH PLEASE GOOD CIVILLAIN THEY ARE GOING TO PULL THE TRIGGER-"

Seriously, there was no other way of making him the bad guy? Like legit? Simply remove his backstory and make him evil at the begining. I guess it would be weird if he took the wishes without reasoning, but even then, why give him good qualities when he is supposed to be the bad guy? He became more of a tragic hero than a tragic "bad guy".

I will go more into my problems with him after I talk about Amaya for a bit since talking about her character is more shorter than Magnificos.

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Amaya

The best I can say for her character is that she is like Jimmy Cricket but fell in love with Pinnocio (I know that sounds weird pls spare me).

She is like the voice of reason for Magnifico, and it is best shown when Magnifico FIRST concidered on using the book for "his evil deeds". This scene specifically:

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Other than that, she wasn't really a character in the film AT ALL. It sort of sucks concidering what the original concept was (WE WILL GET TO THAT) and instead degraded her character to...well...nothing.

I can't really say anything about her since she just was "I am loyal to my husband" to "actually fuck you I will believe a 17 year old instead of the man I trusted for the amount of years it took to get the kingdom to it's feet." I want to, but I can't. SHE HAS NOTHING.

I wish I can say more about her character, but it would just be me ranting about how trash her is character and was handled. Speaking of that, lets get into why I dislike how they were handled.

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Why does their character bother me so much?

Well it is sort of hard to explain, but I'll do my best.

Magnifico was supposed to be the return of the classic villains. You know, on the levels of Jafar, Ursala, Evil Queen, Malificant, ECT, he just...wasn't. Although he had a bunch of Evil Queen inspirations thrown into his character, it felt like more of refrences to a better film than being apart of his character. Plus, I feel like I sympathized with him way to much. I personally felt more emotion when he was on screen instead of the main character because I understood where he was coming from. Its honestly baffaling to me, since if he didn't have his backstory told to us, I still would not rooted against him. Even without his backstory, it just sounds like he was doing this at the bottom of his heart and empathizing with people who are doing far worse than what he is going through. Its honestly heartwarming seeing a person trying to do good in the world and provide a safe place for everyone to be free from the burden of this world. And want to know something? None of the classic villains had tragic backstories. They are evil for the sake of being evil. There probably was some with sympathetic traits, but from what I recall, there is none. So going with the sympathetic rout is not on par with classic villains.

However, there is nothing wrong with giving your villains sympathetic traits. It makes them feel more rounded as a person/character, and you can get a lot of emotion from that alone. I just think that Magnifico being the villain doesn't make sense since as I said, they made him so generous and kind in the begnining and only destroyed it since "oh wait, we need a villain, so why not make the good guy the villain" and threw in the dark magic book and called it a day. Not even that, but he is not threatening in any way. What I mean by that, is that his powers don't really get an upgrade at all. His magic just sort of turns green and thats it! I even bet that he can crush wishes even without the powers of the magic book.

Going off topic, but making plushie..COUGH... star...(plusie = wish 2023 star) less "stronger" to make the female lead stronger just makes Magnifico's reason for going after plushie's powers even more useless. Even with plushie's powers, HE IS JUST THE SAME. I guess he can now create vines? BUT IT JUST DOESNT WORK. It makes more sense for Magnifico going after plushie when it is powerful because he could see that power as a THREAT to his own powers and his kingdom.

Now for Amaya, her turning against Magnifico is just stupid. Haven't you went through a lot with him? Why the hell did you give up after "oh he can't be saved"? I feel like she could have done a "true loves kiss" sennario which breaks the spell it has on him. Not only that, she barely contributes to the plot at all. The only thing she contributes to the plot is just "getting the teens into the castle so they can free the wishes" then disappears, then reappears at the finally when Magnifico got a little too silly with his drugs-I MEAN wishes haha... Then she becomes the ruler of Rosas. It feels weird and out of place, especially concidering her character MOST LIKELY went through so much with Magnifico only to turn on him when he gets a little mad. It is so stupid. Also, if you just remove her, nothing would really change except the first scene where Magnifico has the book, only this time, no one is there to stop him. And as I said, HER CHARACTER IS NOTHING. But here is the thing...

When concidering the concept version of Amaya, she would have been the villain along side Magnifico. Not as a selfish love relationship or they are together at ones expense (gaining something from one another for only themselves) no, THEY WERE MADLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER. Something to note here is that there is barely ANY villain couple or ANY VILLAINS who are like this, let alone love each other for the sake of it instead of a "selfish love relationship and then one gets redeemed " situation (im looking at the mayor of paris from miraculous ladybug). So that, THAT RIGHT THERE, would have been a brilliant idea and brings something new and fresh to the table. Not only that, it is so brilliant that it would have respected all of the male/female antagonists we had for the past 100 years with the company. It is also A RISK. Walt was all about taking risks, even when his company would have floundered at the expense of making art. Snow White for example had a lot of money put into it that if it failed, well Disney would not exist in this timeline so to speak. So taking that risk is also RESPECTING Walt's legacy in a really good way.

I personally just see this as a fun way to explore their characters, especially when you can reflect their characters off of our main characters, Asha and Star (boy), if you want to of course. I can imagine Magnifico kinda be like Gaston from beauty and the beast with some Frollo flare to it (not the lust thing tho but yk what I'm getting at) and Amaya can be like Ursala or Gothal. Plus, it works as a power balance. In the original concept, Amaya was the potion maker while Magnifico does all of the magic. Its honestly a fun way to play with power set ups. Magnifico can just be for show and Amaya can just be a drug dealer (or basically Ursala).

But NOPE. WE HAD TO SHIT ON WALTS LEGACY TO GET THOSE SHINY DOLLAR SIGNS $$$$$$$$$$$$$

Here is the thing: I can get over Star Boy not being in the film, like I get it. We gotta have that girl power in Disney movies now, and they have to be emotionless people. But a Disney power couple? WHAT THE HELL??? LEGIT THE BEST IDEA YOU HAVE EVER HAD IN 100 YEARS. AND YOU GOT RID OF IT BECAUSE WE CAN'T TAKE RISKS ANYMORE??? BUT WALT WOULD HAVE TAKEN IT. YOU WANT TO RESPECT HIS LEGACY? THEN TAKE THE RISK TO DO SO YOU SELFISH, INSUFFERABLE, PIECES OF SHI-

(This section was removed because I went a little crazy there. Sorry about that. I'm not sure how I can transition into the rewrite section, again, soooooo here:)

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How I would rewrite the characters

There is no wrong or right way of rewriting a character, especially when a lot of people interpret them in different ways, and that is completely fine!

This will also fall into somewhat Asha's character and she will be mentioned to fit what I am going for with the characters. I will also leave out what they both do to the wishes since I am making a whole reimagined scene and it is going to include what they do to the wishes there. It will leave out some stuff I had with it here, but I will do my best interpritation of the characters the best I can, even when I can't really say much about it :)

Magnifico:

🌟 For starters, right off the bat, he does not have any of that sort of backstory they gave him for the original. For what I am going for, his backstory will not fit his reasonings for what I am going for, especially for his character.

🌟 He is more on par with the original personality from the original storyboard, specifically this one:

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(This also goes for Amaya too personality wise)

🌟 Something that is very different from a lot of villains is that he has sympathetic traits. Although he has more negative traits than positive, he has more of a caring side. Mainly to Amaya, but Asha as well. When Amaya found Asha at their door steps (they aren't holding me hostage as I write out this specific part guys, I swear) at first he saw her as an opportunity to boost his and his wife's popularity that would have other people come more to their kingdom (its more of like they are seeing their "generosity" side and dismiss the problems the kingdom has). But as she continued to live with her adoptive parents, Magnifico became pretty close to Asha. Its mainly because of her passion to what she strives to be, to be like him. Probably feeding into his ego, but you know, nice to know he cares.

🌟 Just because he treats Amaya and Asha well, doesn't mean that the kingdom gets that same treatment. He doesn't care about the people at all. He actually has enjoyment when he hurts or breaks people's dreams. He gets all excited about it and you guys can ask him why he finds enjoyment out of it cause idk it would be more fun that way and gives you guys the chance to interact with him :D

🌟 The wishes boost his powers temporarily. It fades away after either a few days or hours. When his powers are boosted, he has more control over the people. And, to who he consumes the wishes of, can see through their perspective for a little while. It also makes civilians more compliment with him and not question his authority. This does not work with people who have not given up their wishes though. Only to people who have already given up their wishes. He can also make people forget certain memories (that might be Amaya's thing though but I'm not too sure) and can put on much more longer "light shows" (think on the level of: Playing with the Big Boys, but more flashy and crazier). He can also manipulate his surroundings with images, but not at a physical level. (Like hallucinations so to speak)

🌟 His powers without the wishes are more of what he uses to do simple things or put on small light shows. Not as flashy than ones when he has his powers boosted, but he puts on the smaller ones to "gain more people to comply when they have to give up their wishes", one might say, inspire them to do so. He also uses it to help Asha practice with magic (She can't even do magic STFU I KNOW.) It also can be used to take desires that you have deep in your heart.

🌟 If hair jell were to exist in his time period, he would eat it with no regrets (Amaya would make it so he can eat it without getting hurt)🔥

🌟 When he consumes a stars powers, he legit goes insane and can shape shift like one, but more corrupt with no consistancy to what he turns into since he legit gone insane. With a star, a star can shapeshift to whatever it wants or to express it's emotions. With him, it is all over the place. He can't control it.

🌟 Like Frollo, he tortures anyone who is against him, and will not hesitate to take it to the extreme if needed too (or that he wants to, to please himself).

🌟 What his wife says or does, he will willingly go through with it. After all, he loves her with all his heart.

🌟 He can't let Asha out of the castle often to make sure that the people will not take advantage of her generosity (thats what he thinks though, in reality everyone is just scared of the royals.. most of them at least) or learn-

Magnifico then breaks the forth dimention and destroys my house.

Ah...right...

🌟 He is such a silly goober!!1!11!1!11!1 o(*￣▽￣*)o

(He told me to write that or else he will kill my dog and cat. HELP ME PLEASE-)

Amaya

🌟 For starters, she is much more involved in the story than she is in the original. She doesn't have a backstory like what Magnifico had in the original, nor does she need too. Not sure how they would meet at the moment, but I'd like to think that they met and then were like: love at first sight and became more silly as time went on...including their insanity <3

🌟 As I said for Magnifico, she is more on par with the concept version personality wise. But she is more of an Ursala and likes to put herself as the victim to get more people to feel bad for her (MANIPULATION AT ITS FINEST 😜)

🌟 Just like Magnifico, she has sympathetic traits. And she only has it, because of our main character Asha! She just found her one day at the castle doors. She didn't understand why, but like Magnifico, only let her stay for as long as she did to post her popularity with the commoners, and grew closer to her as she became more of a mother figure to Asha. (Ruh Ro, anyone sensing Mother Gothal vibes?) Unlike Magnifico though, she uses her sympathetic traits to get people to comply with their ways better. Her main trait she is good at looking at the person's situation and understand it well, or aka being empathetic. She uses that to her advantage when manipulating them to do whatever she pleases.

🌟 She is more of a witch than anything. I imagine her somewhat like Ursala (yes a heavy load of Ursala), Evil Queen, and Yzma (Emperor's New Groove) when in terms to what they make. She does make a lot of poisons to use if anyone is getting a little too close to the close and they gotta...TAKE THEM OUT without anyone knowing. She can also use it for like a form of medicine too.

🌟 Some potions, like turning people into animals or certain poisons, requires people's desire. More so with turning people into animals as a form of punishment. She can also use her craft at potion making to have her wield magic for a certain amount of time WHEN NEEDED. (Gee I wonder what she will use that for). It can also be used like a drug, or to get someone to comply with what they want a little better than Magnifico. She can put on pretty shows too, but more smoke themed and is better at manipulating her surroundings.

🌟 Although Amaya would teach Asha how to make potions, she worries that the people of Rosas would take advantage of her kindness and use the skills that she would teach Asha to their advantage and form a revolt to take them down. (Which really, with them ruling, who can blame them?)

🌟 I would say she is more of a planner than Magnifico. She plans ahead and makes sure everything is in line with what they want and makes plan Bs or Cs even Ds in case anything would go wrong. Asha actually gained that trait from her believe it or not!

🌟 Magnifico is more reckless than his wife. Amaya is more so less confronting and tries to keep up their image. She actually have certain gestures that Magnifico would take notice too. And since he trusts her a lot, he complies and lets Amaya take lead in certain situations.

🌟 Yes...she also finds enjoyment of seeing people getting tortured. They actually made up a game on how they would torture a certain civilian 💀

🌟 When it comes to how she treats the people of Rosas, she is as I said, less confronting and puts on more of a fake smile and gaslights everyone that their kingdom is fine or whatever (It is not gaslighting when it is telling the truth. I feel so offended right know! DUDE LADY CHILL I AM CREATING YOU RN AND YOU ARE ALREADY TRYING TO GASLIGHT ME WTF😭)

🌟 When she has a star's powers, I feel like it would let her create whatever the fuck she wants at an insanity level. Wishing stars create items that would help users on their journey, so with her, she can use it to her advantage. Also she becomes just as insane as her husband. It also gives a difference in terms to what they would do when they have a star's powers. Magnifico would be able to shapeshift at a corrupt level, and Amaya can manipulate her surroundings that would become reality so to speak at an insane level. I chose this one since it fits her not being more confrontant while Magnifico is more so on that. She be lurking in the shadows like a cat :3

🌟 How she knows so much about the people, is by her cat! I think the cat would be called Custos. Idk the name yet, might go with the concept version of the name.

🌟 I learn more about my prey before I strike at their weakest point. (Nah that's very catnap of you. Unless you want to fall asleep for 100 years, I suggest you choose your words carefully. Bruh alright lady💀) And yes she wrote that in...

🌟 She is such a silly lil guy...AMAYA STOP LET ME BE SILLY U SON OF A BI-😡

Erm anyways...(she tried to eat my dog and steal my cat. GRRRR)

I feel like it would be fun if it is just expanding their empire for their main goal or taking over the world. Kind of like this song as their modivation:

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I want this to be their goal since it kind of feels like some of the old Disney Villains, for me at least :3 (And I am having WAYYYY to much fun with their characters already hehe)

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Final Thoughts

On a final note, I will mention that there is a possibility that all of this wont make it into the final version. And in all honesty, I'm actually shocked I was able to compose all of this together without mentioning what they do with the wishes, like what- 😭

I also am still debating if Amaya and Magnifico made the kingdom or it was passed down through generations. Don't know yet tbh :^

Also, Amaya was sort of difficult for me to jot down since I didn't know how to get her into the story, and I think I am slowly, but surely getting there :D

I also really tried to make it different and fresh from the other versions and I am very excited to show that "I DECIDE WHAT EVERYONE DESERVES" when it is done (it is now We decide what everyone Deserves).

You can also ask both Amaya and Magnifico questions regarding the info you know about them now and about how they feel with the other versions of them if you want to of course (and I can show off their designs HEHHEH)

And yes...I had too much fun with writing out how they would interact with the post. DW, they wont interact here in the Final Thoughts section hehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I might also do a post on Asha since I have been pretty quiet on her character design/rewrite and another post about Star Boy since I wanna get more in depth with the ideas of Wishing Stars in my AU.

Speaking of Au...

what to call this AU of mine hmmmmm

I'll go with The Kingdom of Roses and Thorns, or TKoRaT. Feels fitting to me, at least for what I am going for story wise and character wise. Might change it since I can't stick with one thing, but rn it rolls off the tongue nicely.

Until then, I hope you have a great day and I hope Magnifico and Amaya don't steal your dreams 💀

@oh-shtars @annymation @chillwildwave @signed-sapphire

(They are thinking of working with your versions of Magnifico and Amaya oh boy not good 💀)

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Cater Diamond (imposter!Cater x skeptic!reader)

genre: horror

note: allusion to…I don’t know what Cater wants, unknown intentions, reader can be interpreted as Yuu but not necessarily

summary:Everyone knows him and everyone has at least one good thing to say about. He was just that likable and approachable but not to you. You couldn’t explain the shiver you feel when you lock eyes with him. You only hope that he doesn’t notice you.

series index

don’t be suspicious~don’t be suspicious~

“Oh! Hey, Cater!”

“What’s up, Cater dude?”

There he was, at the center of the crowd blending in as he always did, Cater gave his winning smile as he greeted and chatted with those that called out to him.

He was always up to the trends, smooth with his words even though it sounds like he’s coming out from a recent social media post, and he seems to know how to get on everyone’s good side.

Even if some would find him a little much, Cater Diamond was hard to hate or target.

You couldn’t understand why right now, but the nerves in your body always seem to be on high alert whenever the extroverted male nears you. The older student transferred here not long ago with a few other students and while it took a while for the others to adjust, Cater blended into the cliques of your campus like he was made for it. He charmed and won over peers and teachers alike with his easy-going personality and talent for just saying the right thing. If it were anyone else, you guess you wouldn’t be so wary, so why is it that you shudder every time you’re left alone with him and you just can’t trust whenever he smiles at you with a big grin of his, as though you fear he may devour you.

“I just can’t trust him” you muttered to yourself, not loud enough for anyone to hear you. In fact, you were always standing a good distance away from crowds and chatty groups so you typically are not one that people take notice of.

“Woohoo, anyone there? Whatcha doin’ spacing out there?”

Except for him

Speak of the devil, and he will appear

“Cater” you greeted him, your tone less than friendly. Classes were over and the campus had become deserted aside from you who had late classes and Cater for some reason.

The aforementioned redhead playfully stepped back, showing up his damn toothy grin as he raised both hands in mock surrender.

“Whoa there, a little icy today huh?” Cater lightheartedly joked “I just can’t tell what’s going on in that little head of yours”

“Pot calling the kettle much?” you muttered softly to which the redhead gave a gasp in response. He really does have quite a set of ears on him.

“Waddya mean? I’d say I’m pretty easy to understand!”

You didn’t respond back to that, letting your skeptical glare answer for you to which Cater sighed. He looked straight at you with a pout and softened green eyes, which got you to falter in your glare just a bit.

“Look, it feels like we got on the wrong foot, and I wanna start anew with you” Cater confessed and with a boyish smile and a wink. “I think you’re pretty cute and like, thought it would be cool if we hang out more, ya know”

This had you flustered. Did Cater think this way of you all this time? Perhaps your nerves were unfounded and maybe you were just nervous around the admittedly attractive man?

“Alright” you agreed bashfully, looking away for a moment in embarrassment “We can try again”

Cater regained his typical toothy grin as he pulled out his phone and started going through the saved posts on his social media.

“Great, we can start today~ No time like the present, right?” Cater expertly scrolled through the posts on his app. “I know this bakery that’s been super trendy nowadays. Their sweet rolls are just TOTES adorbs that we should totally check out!”

You chuckled at his tangent as he proceeded to tell you about this sugary location like he’s paid to sell you the treat. You’re laughing at yourself for thinking this chatterbox of a man was in any way dangerous to you. Dangerous to your wallet, maybe.

“Ooh~ I tried out their limited-edition cheesecake with special blueberries and lemon custard. Like OMG, I’m already on my fourth new set of teeth!”

What?

You froze in your spot. The nerves were back and your body was sending alarms throughout your like a red alert crisis.

“He could be joking, or maybe he misspoke. It’s nothing, really” you thought to yourself, convincing your body in hopes to calm down. But he sounded so sure of himself.

“Humans can’t grow back teeth more than once” you muttered out loud before you could register what you did. You fearfully looked back at the red-haired student, praying he didn’t hear you or better yet just dismissed it as a nitpick from an awkward student.

But Cater just stood there, the phone in his hand was worryingly still as he stopped scrolling through what was on his phone. The air was eerily tense between the two of you, as you both stood in a stalemate daring for someone to make the next move.

Then, he let out a sigh and started to speak.

“Ahh~ messed that up big time” he lamented and he tousled his hair in mild frustration. “I totally had a good vibe going on there but you’re a toughy”

Cater turned to you with his signature grin on his face, but his playful smile was slowly becoming unnatural as the sides of his mouth started to stretch and tear trying to accommodate the unhinging of his jaw. His coy emerald eyes glowed as his stare pinned you to the spot in fear. He winked at you with his inhuman eyes, which sends familiar shivers down your spine. Those eyes always, always did that.

“Almost had you fooled, huh?~”

#let the among us jokes commence #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst imagines #twisted halloween series #cater diamond #cater x reader

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be-with-me-so-happily · 2 years

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Summary: Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

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CHAPTER 37

IT'LL NEVER CHANGE ME AND YOU

A/N: I don't even know where to begin. This was my first fanfic ever, and I have loved writing every single part of it! And I am just so, so, so honored that many of you have enjoyed reading it. It means the world to me! Thank you, thank you, thank you! 💗

A big shout-out to all of the beautiful people who listened to my ramblings, let me bounce ideas off of them, and were just all around supportive! I'd list you all but there are just so many. However, I absolutely have to mention my bestie @watermelonsugacry for being here for me since Day 1! 💗

So here it is. The final official chapter of EWTNC! Enjoy, lovies!

💗 Bee xx

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>> Warnings: 18+ ONLY: explicit language, fingering, unprotected penetration (birth control), minimal choking, start of 1D hiatus

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Dec 13th, 2015 - X Factor Finale

The past weeks have been quite a ride. You and Harry spent a few days in England with both of your families, and then it was off for (what you feel has been) the busiest time for the guys.

It's been endless interviews, such as Jonathon Ross, Ellen, Jimmy Kimmel, The Chatty Man, etc. And a multitude of performances, such as the Royal Variety Live and X-Factor Australia, to name a few. Plus, the AMAs, and the BBC Awards, to top it all off.

You got to meet the infamous Gwen Garcia when she interviewed the boys again, and you recently got to witness Harry get a tattoo on The Late Late Show with James Cordon.

But today… today feels like the wildest one of all. Today is their last performance as One Direction.

You climb onto the bed just as your second alarm goes off and prop yourself up on your elbow, staring at your beautiful boyfriend.

Harry really is so beautiful, and amazing, and you can't believe the journey you've been on since the day you accepted that internship. You would have never guessed this is how it would go.

You smile, and stroke his cheek, placing a gentle kiss on it.

"H… wake up…"

"No." He replies.

"Babe, I've got something for you." You scoot closer and kiss the top of his shoulder.

"What is it?"

"It's a surprise."

"I like the bed too much, can we just stay here?"

"Perfect, this surprise does not involve leaving the bed…" you state, a hint of seduction in your voice.

His eyes shoot open and he immediately turns onto his side. You bite your lip as his gaze slowly travels down your body, taking in the sight of the black lingerie set you snuck on a few moments earlier.

"Fucking hell." He whispers.

"Good morning." You smirk.

"Yes it is." He grins. "What's all this for?"

You prop yourself up more and start to kiss his chest. "Well, I've got this sexy outfit… and a sexy boyfriend…"

"Are you trying to distract me from what today is?"

"Maybe." You reply, sliding your leg over his hips to straddle him, and moving your lips to his neck. "Is it working?"

He places his hands on your thighs, rubbing them up and down. "Maybe."

You slowly begin to grind on him, extracting an intense hiss from his lips.

"It's starting to work." He smirks.

You feel him already hard underneath you, so you move a bit harder and kiss along his jawline. His hands move over your hips and around to your ass, sliding them underneath your panties. You bring your lips to his, not bothering to wait before you slide your tongue inside. He pulls back slightly and exhales deeply.

"Definitely working." He whispers.

You pull your hips up and move one hand down into his briefs to grab his cock, stroking up and down at a leisurely pace.

"Oh my god. Lemme…" He whispers. "Lemme take these off."

He tugs on his briefs, so you swing your leg back off, and help to slide them down his legs. His cock springs out and you can't help biting your bottom lip.

"As sexy as that outfit is… it needs to go." He demands, and you giggle. "Please."

You quickly remove the bra and panties, and straddle him again. You give his cock a few more pumps and line it up with your entrance, looking at him for confirmation before sliding down onto him.

Your head tips back and mouth drops, still always taken back by how thick he feels inside of you. You start to roll your hips and he holds your waist, running one hand up and stopping just under your left breast.

"This looks amazing on you, baby." He begins to gently run his fingers over your new tattoo.

Your glance falls down to watch, as he scans every inch of the thin ink on your ribcage. His gaze travels up to your face, and he smiles when he meets your eyes.

Your body leans down onto him, resting your elbows next to his ears, so your fingers can get tangled in his curls.

You rest your forehead on his, starting to slowly glide up and down on his cock. A breathy moan begins to escape your lips with the motion, and a deep, subtle grunt begins to escape his.

Both of his hands move to your hips, as you slide back down his cock, and he hisses as he pulls you against him even further.

"You feel so good on me." He whispers.

You kiss his neck, then sit back up on him, placing your hands behind you onto his thighs.

"Oh god." He groans out. "S-so… so good."

He grabs your hips tighter and bucks up into you with his own, both moving at a steady pace to keep in rhythm with each other.

"Fuck. I need it faster baby." He moans. "Can I?"

"Yes."

Right then, he begins to thrust up with force, your bodies slamming together as he pulls you down onto him and gets even deeper.

"Oh my god." Your mouth drops open and your eyes squeeze shut.

"Yeah… that's it, that's… that's good." He moans out. "Right there, right?"

"Yes. Fuck. Yes." You reply, leaning forward again and grabbing the headboard behind him, tilting your head back as you feel him completely within you, each one of his movements providing the perfect amount of pleasure.

He slowly runs his right palm up against your skin, stroking your butterfly tattoo with his thumb, and cupping your left breast.

You let out a subtle exhale, which causes him to thrust up harder into you, and moan out.

"I'm… Harry… I'm close…" You begin to pant.

"Me… fuck…" He moans out loudly. "Me too."

He begins to thrust harder and deeper, reaching the very back with ease, and every sense inside you is heightened as he thrusts in, and pulls out.

His grunts become deep, and labored with his breathing.

"Fuck, Y/N… it feels so… fucking… good."

"Yeah… it… oh god…"

"Shit. I can't wait, baby… fuck!" He grabs your hips to hold you down, as his movements become sloppy. "Y/N…"

"Close!"

"God, baby, I… Fuck. Fuck!" He moans out, slamming into you once more, and again. "Oh! Fuck!"

With one last, deep thrust up, he spills into you and you feel the rush of his release filling you up. He continues to move in and out, maintaining his fast pace as he works through his orgasm and brings you to your own.

"Harry! I'm gonna…"

"Go on, baby."

"Oh god. Oh my god!"

He grabs your chin and points it down to him as your mouth drops open. You keep your eyes fixated on him as your walls squeeze tight and body releases onto his cock.

"Fuck." You giggle, falling down onto him, with your face burrowing in his neck. Your chests are rising and falling together as you both come down.

"I could do that forever." He chuckles, and you push yourself up slightly to see a mischievous smirk on his face.

You kiss his jaw, the corner of his mouth, then the center of his lips. He pulls you back, running one hand through your hair and tucking some strands behind your ear.

"I want more." He exclaims, biting his lower lip and running his hands up and down your waist.

"Really?"

"M'never gonna get enough of you… "

You giggle.

"But can I get some more right now?

"Okay."

He sits himself up, grabbing around your waist, and flipping you over onto your back. His lips immediately meet that spot on your neck that is just for him, and makes his way to your earlobe.

"You're so good to me." He whispers.

No words escape your lips, just a sweet moan, as he reaches his fingers down and circles your clit.

"Safe?"

"Yes, H. Please." You plead.

Without hesitation, he slides his fingers into you and slowly pulls them back out. With the sensitivity from your orgasm still lingering, you let out a louder moan as you grab his shoulders, causing him to pump his fingers faster.

"Oh my god." You breathe out. "Feels… so good."

He pumps in and out, still kissing your neck, then in and out again.

"M'already hard again." He smirks. "Are you ready?"

You nod.

He pulls his fingers out, grabbing his cock and rubbing his tip against your wet entrance before gently pushing in.

He moans loudly and your hands reach up for his hair.

He rests one hand by your ear, as the other grabs your hip, and he pushes himself in faster. You feel every inch of him inside of you, every single part of his cock gliding against your walls. Every moment of pressure when his tip hits all the way inside of you.

You can see the sweat glistening around his forehead, and his necklaces dangling in front of you, as some curls come loose from his bun. You can see the muscles of his chest quickly rise and fall with each motion, and his gaze fixated on the spot where he's entering you.

You can't get enough of him either, and decide to ask for something new.

"H-... Harry…" you whisper.

"Yeah."

"Can… oh god… mmm… can we try something?"

"Yeah."

You slide one hand down his shoulder, and his arm, until you grab the hand that was holding your hip. He shifts his weight as you slide it up your body. His breathing is quickening even more as it moves against your skin and stops at the base of your neck.

"Just… just a little… hold it just a little?" You breathe out, moving it slightly over your neck.

"Oh fuck." He moans out. "Are… are you sure?"

You nod. "Yes. I'm sure. Please."

You close your eyes as you let go and throw your hands above your head.

"Safe, baby?"

"Mhmm."

He holds his hand gently in place and quickly moves his other, grabbing onto yours above your head, making sure a majority of his weight is focused on that arm.

"Oh god, yes." You moan.

"Fuck, Y/N." He starts thrusting in harder, and deeper, hitting the back of you with each motion.

"Oh my god."

"Yes, baby! Feel good?"

"Yes. Yes."

He grunts deeper as he removes his hands from yours and grabs onto the headboard, giving him more leverage to thrust with even more ferocity.

"Yes. Oh my god. Yes."

"Fuck… so fucking good!"

"Harry… oh my-..."

"Baby, so… fucking good."

"I'm… go-... I'm gonna…"

"Cum baby… cum..."

"Oh… fuck, Harry."

You grab onto his wrist and buck up your hips, as every inch of you is filled with a sensational pleasure.

"Yes! Oh my-... yes!"

Your walls squeeze him tightly as your orgasm hits, and he moans out deeply.

"M'so close." He grunts. "So… fucking… fuck!"

He thrusts in deep for the last time as he squeezes his eyes shut and his mouth drops open. You feel every drop of his release fill you up as he breathes his way through it.

As you both start to come down, he opens his eyes and meets yours, displaying a wide grin across his face, and removes his hand from your throat.

"Did you like it?"

"A lot!" You admit, biting your lower lip.

"I love you so fucking much." He states, leaning down for a kiss. Your hands grab his face as your lips move with his, and you moan against his mouth before pulling away.

"I love you too."

"Round three?" He chuckles.

"No fucking way." You reply, shaking your head. "You've gotta be able to perform tonight."

"Oh, I'll perform-"

"That's not what I meant." You roll your eyes.

He bites his lower lip and gives you one more kiss. He pushes himself up and slowly pulls out of you. He rolls to the side and lays on his back next to you.

"Don't wanna go out there if I can get this all day."

"Yes you do." You turn onto your side, propping yourself up on your elbow and running your other hand through his hair. "You want to go out there."

"Yes." He sighs. "I do."

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"Alright, Rockstar. What's the big news?" You ask, sitting on the couch in his dressing room, slightly trying to avoid seeing anyone else and being completely enveloped in sobbing.

"Well, I, umm…" He clears his throat and sits down next to you, taking your hand in his. "I've been talking to Harry Lambert…"

"A legend. Yes."

"Right." He chuckles. "And, umm, well, he sort of wants to be my stylist for future stuff."

You stare blankly into his eyes, not really knowing what this means for you. You have decided to take a break from working, have some time off vacationing and just being with Harry, and figure out what it is that you really want to do next.

"Okay…"

"Well, I… umm… I told him about my amazing and talented girlfriend…"

"Oh?" Your heart starts to race, still unsure what this means.

"And that you're a stylist…"

"Harry! For fucks sake! Get to the point!"

"He wants to work with you. Or, umm, you work with him. While he… works with me, I guess."

"I'm sorry." Your mouth drops open and you feel like your brain may have just glitched. "What the hell did you just say?"

"Harry Lambert wants you to work for him as part of my styling team." He grins, squeezing your hand as you continue to just stare.

"I…"

"Would you want to do that?" He asks, suddenly furrowing his brow.

"I…"

"I mean, I know there's the whole 'don't mix business with pleasure' or whatever, but we've already broken that rule, a long time ago!" His serious expression fades and he lets out a laugh.

"But…" You clear your throat. "Is he giving me the job because I'm your girlfriend?"

Harry sits up straight and his serious expression returns. "No, Y/N. I told him you helped me pick out my suit for tonight. I told him about all the times you've tried to get me to dress outside the box. He really does want to work with you."

"Are you being serious? You're not joking? This is real?"

"F'course! I wouldn't lie about this!"

"Holy shit!" You lunge over to him, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling your face into his neck. "Harry, I… this is… thank you!"

He kisses your temple and grabs your shoulders, pulling you back and looking you right in the eyes.

"You deserve this." He states, and your eyes respond by forming a few tears.

[Better get used to it because it definitely won't be the last time it happens today]

Your hands cup his cheeks as your gaze drops to his lips, and you slowly lean in closer for a tender kiss. One of his hands moves to the back of your head, raking his fingers through your hair for a moment before resting his palm on it and pulling you in deeper.

"Shit. Don't hate me." You hear, causing Harry to immediately pull back, and frown, as he refuses to look anywhere but your eyes.

"I can't even believe how many times this has happened…" Harry mumbles. "Yes, Niall?"

"S'just that I wanted to tell ya… the boys wanna have, uh, a last huddle before we go on stage."

"Now?" Harry asks, raising an eyebrow in Niall's direction.

"No, I'd say, maybe forty minutes?"

"Okay, so… I have time to hang out with my girlfriend before I get ready?"

"Guess so." Niall agrees.

"Alright, I'm just letting you know, m'here with Y/N right now, and I'll be there in forty minutes, so you don't need to come back…"

You smack Harry's arm. "Harry don't be a dick."

He turns back to you and peppers a few kisses you on the cheek, causing you to giggle.

"Right. Sorry Nialler." He winks towards his friend.

"M'so happy you two are together. Thanks to me f'course. I can't wait for you two to get hitched and make those babies!" He laughs. "You won't stop me then, m'gonna be around for that f'sure!"

"Oh my god, Nialler. Is that all life can be after One Direction? Marriage and babies?" You laugh loudly, shaking your head.

"You know I want to, right?" Harry states, looking over to you with a genuinely serious expression, as your head snaps over towards his.

"Oh shit! Is it happening right now?" Niall asks excitedly.

Harry growls, but displays a smirk on his face. "No, Niall. But respectfully, get out!"

"Alright… m'gonna go…" Niall utters, quickly turning around and jogging out the door.

"Sunshine, m'not gonna promise when it'll happen, but I can promise that I plan on marrying you someday." He grins. "The near future is so uncertain right now, like, just with my career and stuff, and I want to get a handle on those things, but… I want you in my future."

"Holy shit." You mumble, attempting to swallow the lump in your throat. "And… you really want… babies…?"

"Are you joking? Mini Y/Ns running around? Absolutely!" He smiles, showing off that amazingly distracting dimple. "I want it all with you. I mean it when I say that I love you, always."

"I love-..." You try to respond, but are overtaken by your racing heart and labored breathing, and words seem to be disappearing before they can leave your lips.

"Unless… unless you don't want to…" his head drops low and he winces, seemingly preparing for an answer that he doesn't want to hear.

[You've seen that face before, and you plan on never seeing that face again]

"What?" You lift his chin to meet your eyes. "Harry, I do! I want it all. With you!"

He immediately grabs your face and places the most passionate kiss on your lips. He pulls back, only enough to rest his forehead on yours, as he lets out a relieved breath and smiles.

"M'gonna marry you, Y/N. You're the love of my life, and I want you in it forever."

"And I will be."

"I love you, Sunshine. Always."

I love you too, Rockstar." You smile, staring into the seemingly sparkling eyes. "Never a question."

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Gathered around in a huddle, you watch as the each guy says a few words to the other three, and you smile as you lean against the wall.

You feel a nudge on your shoulder and look to see Natalie leaning next to you.

"Life's gonna be dull after this." She states, a subtle shakiness to her voice. "I'm gonna miss it."

You take a large gulp as you try to keep yourself together. Not that you're afraid to show the emotion, but you don't want to miss these last moments with them. The last moments of calm before they take the stage. The last moments of encouragement to each other to do their best. The last moments of sharing a bond with each other that only those four could understand.

[These thoughts are really not helping you to keep it together]

"As crazy as this was, and as crazy as they are… I'm definitely gonna miss it." She adds.

"Nat…" You clear your throat. "Thanks for getting me here."

Her head shoots over to yours, with a confused look on her face. "You got us here, honey, this whole thing was your idea."

"What?"

"You asked Heather about internships, you encouraged me to apply with you. You got scared for a minute, yeah, and I just encouraged you further…" She grabs your hand. "But this was all because of you! You wanted to take the leap, not me."

"Huh." You furrow your brow and your eyes drop to the floor, as you process what you were just told.

"You were always bolder than what you gave yourself credit for. And look where it got us… where it got you." You look up as she points over to the guys, and the surrounding area backstage.

Harry's eyes flicker over to you and he smiles, quickly turning them back to the group after a moment.

Your heart flutters. Not just because of Harry, but because of all of them. Because of the whole experience. And because you got to share it with her.

"Thank you for always being by my side, Nat." You utter, squeezing her hand back as you turn to see her glassy eyes.

"Thanks for always having that spot open for me." She replies, and tiny tears fall from each of your cheeks.

You purse your lips and let out a deep breath as you both turn back to the boys.

They pat each other on the back and Louis suddenly points to the both of you.

"Oi, ladies, get over 'ere!"

"No, this is your thing." You state.

"No… this is our thing. It includes you now." Liam replies.

You and Natalie push off the wall and walk over to the group. Louis holds his arm out to you, and you squeeze in between him and Niall, standing across from Harry.

He gives you a wink, and puts his arm around Natalie as she scoots up next to him and Liam.

You see him bend down closer to her, mouthing 'I knew you didn't hate me', and making her roll her eyes. She looks up to him and whispers back 'it was only for a moment'.

[Okay… okay… no tears yet, Y/N…]

"Well… I'd just like to say…" Niall stutters, clearing his throat.

"Bloody hell, Niall, it doesn't have to be a speech!" Louis exclaims. "We love you, ladies. We've got along with our crew b'fore, but you two are family now. And that won't change."

[Not… yet… hold… on…]

"You've been amazing since day one." Liam adds.

"And we love you." Niall clears his throat again, and turns to you. "So much."

"Fuck you all, I hate crying." Natalie whispers with a chuckle and squeezes the guys next to her. "Love you too."

"Haz?" Niall asks, causing everyone to look his way.

"I… shit… Well I…" He looks at you with a closed lip smile, turns to Natalie with the same expression, and then drops his gaze to the floor. "Shit. I can't. I love you both."

"Especially Y/N…" Louis jokes, making kissing noises and everyone else joins in.

"You're all idiots." Harry chuckles.

"Alright. Well, that's that then." Niall states quickly.

"What the fuck? What about me?" You reply.

"Oh no. M'not letting you say anything."

"What? Why?"

"I can't be sobbing on stage, Superstar!"

"Too fucking bad!" You exclaim. "And I'm giving a fucking speech, Tommo!"

He lets out a sigh and squeezes you into him. "Fine."

[Damn it. What can you even say that sums this whole thing up?]

You grab onto Louis' and Niall's waists, your eyes meeting each of theirs for a few moments before you finally manage to form some words.

"I am so proud of you guys." You clear your throat as the first hint of tears, completely disobeying you, start to form at the corners of your eyes. "I am so grateful that I got to witness even a small sliver of this journey you've been on. Thank you for letting me, us, be a part of it."

Your gaze drops to the ground and you cough to clear the lump in your throat.

"This has been the best time of my life." You add.

"Damn." Natalie chuckles. "That was good."

The six of you squeeze in for a big group hug, sniffles coming from you and all your friends.

You pull away, straighten up, and scan the faces of your favorite boy band.

"Now go out there and make Simon fucking weep or something!" You laugh, quickly joined by the rest of them.

Louis turns to you and shrugs his arms, reaching out for a hug.

"You're the best, Y/N, seriously. Bonded for life, yeah?" He grins.

"Yeah! Who else am I gonna prank people with, Tommo?" You chuckle, tightening your hug as he kisses your cheek and pulls away.

"Partners in crime, love. You 'n me!" He winks, and walks over to Natalie.

Liam comes up next and wraps one arm around your shoulders. "Alright, darling, I'm not saying goodbye, because that's ridiculous. We'll have lunch and stuff when we're in the same place."

"I'm holding you to that."

"I'll buy the first one." He smiles, letting go and moving away.

Niall, hands in his pockets, shuffles over to you. "I can't do this with ya."

"Niall…"

"Don't do it. Don't you start crying on me!" He points his finger as he moves closer.

"We're gonna see each other all the time! Right?" You sniffle, reaching out for a hug.

"Oh, loads! You're one of m'best friends. Plus I like getting Harry all riled up. S'fun." He giggles. "But I guess m'gonna have to learn to dress m'self!" He states, letting out the huge, famous 'Niall laugh'.

You shake your head and kiss his cheek, before pulling away. He takes a deep breath, and you can see the tears starting to gather in his eyes.

You help straighten out his sleek, dark suit and maroon tie. "There… made you beautiful." You state, giving him a wink.

He turns around and makes his way to get set up with his earpieces.

Harry slinks his way over to stand right in front of you.

"You know, I am grateful that you got to be a part of this too." He places a soft kiss on your forehead before resting his own against it. "But it definitely wasn't a small part, Sunshine."

He holds your face in his hands, sending heat through your cheeks, as he gazes at your lips. You bite your bottom one, and he quickly leans in to kiss them.

You reach your hands over and grab his biceps, causing him to smile against your mouth.

You pull away and stare into his beautiful, comforting green eyes, and your butterflies come alive. You doubt they will ever leave at this point.

[There's a reason you got that tattoo]

"This is gonna be a bit weird isn't it?" You ask.

"A bit, yeah. But…" he places another tender kiss on your lips. "I have you…" and another kiss. "So I actually don't care what else happens. I love you."

One more kiss is placed and a sound tech is calling him over to get prepped to go on stage.

"Always." He grabs your hand and walks you with his as he grabs his earpiece.

"Never a question."

You look up at him, admiring everything about him and finally allowing yourself to embrace every emotion this moment is providing for you both.

"You lot know we'll see each other after the show though, yeah?" Louis laughs, seeing everyone nod through their tears.

"You look beautiful by the way." He states, stroking the arm of your black and white puff sleeve blazer.

"So do you! Rockstar vibes for sure!" You wink, taking another look at his floral red Gucci suit. "Now get to work, Mr. Styles!"

They engage in their pre-performance chant, one last time, and you see each one take a deep breath before walking out together.

You quickly make your way around backstage and out into the audience, finding your seat in the front row next to Natalie, slightly to the side of where Harry will be.

You fidget with your necklace as you sit through the announcer's introduction of a video that has been specially made for One Direction.

Multitudes of people appear on the screen, each individually congratulating them on an amazing five years together, expressing their love for them, and making jokes to -at least for you- lighten and distract from the sad mood of the moment.

You glance over at the guys, whose arms are wrapped around each other's waists, and you grab Natalie's hand.

"I'm not gonna make it through this." You chuckle.

"I'm already not." She replies, and you turn towards her to see her already tear soaked cheeks.

"For fucks sake, Nat. If you're already gone then there's no chance for me!"

As the video wraps up, the guys turn back around. You giggle as you see Niall joke that he needs a drink after watching it.

[You'll need one or three after this]

You bring your hands to your chest, over your heart. It is thudding so strongly. It truly sinks in that you are about to watch their last performance together. You let a sharp inhale in as the rhythmic clapping on the backup track starts and everyone immediately joins in.

Harry starts off the song.

(History)

You gotta help me

I'm losing my mind

Keep getting the feeling,

you wanna leave this all behind

Thought we were going strong

I thought we were holding on

Aren't we?

You know this song isn't about you, but you start to think about your own journey with these guys.

No, they don't teach ya

This is school

Now my heart's breaking

and I don't know what to do

Thought we were going strong

I thought we were holding on

Aren't we?

You left this once. You left them once. And it was actually the hardest thing to do.

You and me got a whole lot of history

We can be the greatest team

That the world has ever seen

You and me got a whole lot of history

So don't let it go

We can make some more

We can live forever

You are so glad you came back. It ended up being the best decision you've ever made. You love them. You love them all.

All of the rumors

All of the fights

But we always find a way

to make it out alive

Thought we were going strong

Thought we were holding on

Aren't we?

As they enter into the chorus again, tears are trickling down your cheeks. Streaming down your face, actually. Harry looks over to you and then starts singing with Niall. Watching, admittedly, your two favorite guys, you completely lose it. You can barely finish singing the rest of the chorus, your voice being held back by the lump in your throat.

Mini bars, expensive cars,

hotel rooms, and new tattoos

And the good champagne,

and private planes,

They don't mean anything

'Cause the truth is out, I realize

that without you here life is just a lie

This is not the end

We can make it, you know it, you know

They aren't just famous singers to you, they are your friends, and your family.

[Those four have changed your life forever]

You and me got a whole lot of history

We could be the greatest team

that the world has ever seen

You and me got a whole lot of history

So don't let it go

We can make some more

We can live forever

[You'll always have them]

You and me got a whole lot of history

We could be the greatest team

that the world has ever seen

You and me got a whole lot of history

So don't let it go

We can make some more

We can live forever

[Harry has changed your life forever]

So don't let me go

We can live forever

[And you'll always have him]

Baby don't you know

We can live forever

[Forever]

~~~~~

Fast Forward

July 13th, 2017 - Dunkirk Premiere

"Y/N, lady, hold still."

"Yeah. Kind of a little nervous here, Lou."

"It's just a movie premiere…" Natalie chuckles.

"Then you do it!"

"Oh I would, except my man isn't the one starring in a World War 2 movie." She smirks.

There's a knock at the door, and Natalie walks over to answer it.

"Hello, ladies. Am I allowed to see her?" That sultry British accent asks.

"That's for weddings, you dope. You're allowed to see your lady before a movie premiere." She chuckles and she lets him in.

"I've done neither, Nat. How would I know?" He rolls his eyes as he makes his way behind you, twirling you around from the mirror to look you up and down. He scans every inch of your fully beaded red fitted gown.

"God, you're gorgeous!" He exclaims. "Can we have a minute alone, ladies?"

Natalie and Lou look at each other and scowl as they make their way to the door.

"Don't fucking mess up any of my work, Styles, or I will come for you!"

They close the door behind them and he pulls you in by your waist.

"You really do make that dress work, Y/N." He utters, placing the most gentle kiss on your lips.

"And you are really working that suit, Mr. Styles! I'm glad Lambert picked those shoes." You reply, looking from his dark blue-green Gucci suit, white shirt, and down to his red embroidered boots.

"We look perfect together." Another gentle kiss placed on your lips.

"Well hopefully it'll distract from the intense sweat that'll be dripping down my face and arms." You state, fidgeting with your necklace as you timidly look up to him.

"Are you nervous?" He asks, his brow furrowing with concern.

"Yes! I've never done this before!" You shake your head. "Harry, there's a lot of cameras and I'm not anyone important. Not enough to walk the carpet for a movie premiere! You don't need to bring me along with you, I can just go inside with your mom."

"I'll never push you to do it if you're not comfortable." He holds up your chin. "But I asked you to do it because you are important. To me. And I always love when you're by my side."

Both his hands drop down to both of yours, and he gives your left one a kiss.

"Plus, we'll have some nice professional photos of us as a couple." He smirks.

"We'll have plenty of those." You smile and shake your head.

"So do you want to go with me?"

"Yes. I want to go with you."

"Great! 'Cause I can't not take you out looking like that!" He moves his hands to your body, sliding them down to your ass. "Fucking gorgeous."

"Lou was serious. She will kill you…"

"We better leave now then."

~~~~~

"Are you ready, Sunshine?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for being here with me." He grins, showing off that beautiful, and persuasive dimple.

"Anytime, Rockstar." You wink, taking a deep breath as the driver opens the car door for Harry. He steps out of the car, walking around the back and giving a two-fingered wave to the cameras and fans, buttoning up his jacket.

He makes his way to your door, and grabs your hand as it opens. As soon as your feet touch the ground, flashes and screams erupt, and you almost fall back in surprise.

Harry instantly interlaces his fingers with yours as you are both led around to the start of the walkway.

A coordinator walks up and leans closer to Harry to speak over the noise.

"Mr. Styles, we'll have you walk up ahead to take some solo photos and sign some autographs, and once you make it to the prop plane up ahead, Miss Y/L/N may join you for more of photos and some interviews. It's your choice which of those she can stand with you for."

"Are you serious?" He furrows his brow. "All of them."

You look up to see him smile and he squeezes your hand once more before letting go and walking ahead.

You stay back with his manager, Jeff, and a security guard as you watch with admiration at how Harry handles the overwhelming demands from paparazzi and adoration from fans.

[He's good at everything he does]

As you slowly move down the carpet behind him, you see a few young girls at the front of the barricade waving in your direction. You are concerned you are too close to another actor so you look around quickly to find where you should be standing instead, but don't see anyone except the other two of Harry's entourage.

You turn back to them and realize they are waving at you. Your heart stops for a moment. This time you don't feel worried, like you did a couple of years ago. This time you just feel honored.

There wasn't an official announcement, that just felt weird, but you have been photographed together a lot since the hiatus - holding hands, getting a quick kiss on the forehead or cheek, etc. And Harry has never been concerned about it like he was before. He likes being able to take you out, and be seen with you.

You give those girls a quick wave, and a subtle smile appears on your face as they jump up and down in response.

[You didn't realize it could feel so nice to be acknowledged by his fans]

As soon as Harry comes close to the prop plane, he turns around and walks back a few steps to grab your hand.

"This feels much better, thank you." He chuckles, leading you in front of the plane, as a background for more paparazzi.

His arm wraps around your waist, and he effortlessly moves his gaze around for everyone to get their chance at a photo.

"You still alright?" He asks, squeezing your waist.

"Definitely." You quickly reply, feeling a flutter in your heart, as you feel so safe in his arms.

After a minute or two more, he holds your hand again as you move onto the area for interviews.

You attempt to let go and stand off to the side, but he holds on tighter and gently pulls you in close.

"Stay with me, please" He whispers. "I don't wanna let go of this moment."

A pink hue rushes to your cheeks and your butterflies return, as you simply nod your head.

He walks over to the first interviewer, who politely acknowledges you before the camera turns on, then proceeds to ask questions about Harry's role in the movie.

The next few are the same, with some commenting on Harry's fame being a factor in the movie's success. His fingers are interlaced with yours the entire time, with his thumb occasionally rubbing along your skin, as he answers more questions.

"Hi. How are you?" He greets the next interviewers as one gets straight into her questions.

"How does it feel to have a movie premiere like this that you're such a key part of?" She asks.

You turn to Harry as he begins to answer, but his words are not what you are able to focus on. Your eyes gaze over his face. His shorter but still curly locks, his gorgeous eyes, his amazing smile, and his seductively deep dimples. You admire the passion you see as he speaks about the film he has been a part of. His focus is in the movie and never on himself. You're in awe of who he is and how he handled himself with all of this. And you get to be the one by his side.

[You're glad you came, you don't want to be anywhere else]

You're snapped out of your thoughts when you hear the next question.

"What about the 1D guys? Have they been very supportive? Have they sent you gifts? Best wishes?" The other interviewer asks.

You quickly hide a smile under your free hand, knowing that Niall threatened to show up today and help you get ready. 'To return the favor of always making him beautiful', were his words.

"They have been very supportive actually. Yeah, umm, I was talking to them today, kind of saying that they were excited to see the film and everything, so yeah. It's been a lot of fun."

"And what about this lovely lady beside you?" She asks, motioning in your direction.

"Y/N is my biggest fan!" He turns to you and grins, squeezing your hand yet again. "She's actually the one who encouraged me to do the movie, so I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for her."

"We love that. We love that." She looks down at your hands linked together and smiles, looking back up to the both of you. "And I know that you two don't go out of your way to show off your relationship to the world, but…"

You gulp, not knowing what to except the next part of the question to be.

"But I can see something that is very telling." She points down. "Can I… would I be able to take a look?"

You both bring your hands up a bit, still gripping tightly to each other, and she gasps.

"That certainly is a beautiful engagement ring!" She exclaims.

"Thank you." You reply, dropping your hands and noticing Harry looking over to you, adoringly.

"So you are getting married!"

"Yes." You say in unison.

"When is the wedding?"

Harry runs his thumb over the band of your ring as he pulls his lips inward.

"Umm… it'll be soon. Relatively soon." He shrugs. "We're not really sharing the details 'bout it."

"Like I said, you two don't go out of your way to share your relationship with the public." She nods.

"Yeah, we're not trying to totally hide our relationship. We just like our moments together to be ours, and focused on each other. That's all." He glances over to you and then back to her. "Umm, but she's one of the most important people to me, f'course, y'know, I gave her the ring…"

He gives you a quick kiss on your temple, and lets out a quiet, smiling sigh.

"She's always been my biggest fan, biggest supporter… besides my mum…" He smirks. "So I just wanted her here with me for this. Umm, yeah. She's also part of the team that styled me for this so I'm really thankful she's here tonight."

The ladies swoon over his answer, and he squeezes your hand once again. After one last question about the filming process, the interview ends and the two of you move to the front of the theater, standing for a couple more photos.

He gives you a kiss on the cheek, and you both make your way into the theater. He pulls you to the side and gazes longingly into your eyes, beaming with a grin, which causes your breath to hitch.

"I'm proud to have you here with me." He smiles.

"I'm proud to be here with you, H, and I never wanna be anywhere else."

He shuts his eyes with a wide, tight-lipped smile, and takes in a big breath. He grabs your face, bringing you in for a quick kiss, pulling back just enough to look back into your eyes.

"I love you, Sunshine. Always."

"I love you too, Rockstar. Never a question."

"And… it'll never change…"

"Yeah…"

"Me and you."

"Oh my god."

~~~~~

the end.

~~~~~

Series Masterlist || Chapter 36

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