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utterlyhopeful-fics · 3 years

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Love on the Line - Part 6

A/N: It’s finally here!!!

MASTERLIST P1 P2 P3 P4 P5

Henry Cavill x Reader

If I keep tagging you and you’re not interested or want to be tagged; please let know!

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: heartache, language, angst, a pinch of lovey dovey fluff, cliffhanger

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“Ohhh myy god…it’s official. This is the best burger of my life, hands down.”

What could easily be perceived as orgasmic music delightfully made its way to his ears. Seb chuckled studying the beautiful girl across from him admiring her combination of burger grease, ketchup, and mustard staining her chin. Y/N was too lost in the delicious meal to notice Seb gleefully watching her. In an instant his hand wiped away the condiment catching Y/N by surprise. She smiled bashfully blushing.

“Told you I knew a place.”

She sighed genuinely happy in them moment; “I could die a happy girl tomorrow because of this sweet, juicy perfection of a burger. All thanks to you.”

“What can I say? I have good taste.”

“And how did you run across this wonderous joint? Kinda feels off the beaten path.”

“Well, when you fly as much as me you learn to ask around. I never trust the internet when it comes to what I put in my body. I like to know what and where the locals scavenge for a tasty meal.”

“You continue to surprise me …I admire your style, Seb. Original, classy, and you no doubt just about charm the pants off any person who walks your way.”

“Is it working now?” He flashed his most flirtatious smile devouring another sweet potato fry.

Quick on her feet, she shot back with wit and attitude; “Should it be?”

“I gotta say Y/N, I’ve never been happier to wake someone up on a plane until I met you.”

“Damn, you’re suave, Seb. Fucking suave.”

Her eyes bulged from their sockets at her crude choice of words; “Shit, I’m sorry. Ah, fuck.”

His laugh flew through the air like wind on a crisp fall evening; her cheeks flushed.

“I’m not usually such a sailor. Guess you bring out the best in me.”

“I don’t mind a bit. In fact, I kinda like that I fluster you if I’m being honest.”

“So smooth. Are you sure you’re not from LA? I get the sense that’s a requirement in these parts?”

He shook his head in stark disagreement; “Nope, sorry to disappoint you. Just a common foreigner.”

“And a handsome one at that.”

Shocked at her boldness, Y/N stared down at the remnants of food moving her fries as a distraction from his adorable gaze.

“I haven’t felt this at ease in …well I can’t remember. It’s nice.”

“Couldn’t agree more. I never actually asked what brings you here?”

Seb nervously scratched the back of his head; “Uh, work. Like I said, I travel pretty frequently. Hollywood is a hub of sorts for me. What brings you here?”

“Okay, okay, I’ll take the hint and pry later. Well, I’m a writer and some big exec wants to discuss the rights to my book series. So, yeah.”

“Y/N, that’s amazing! Are you secretly a super hero, part of the Avengers maybe?”

“Hahah, flattery will certainly get you far. No doubts there.”

“You’re too kind, Y/N. I’m definitely far from perfect.”

“Good. Perfection is overrated. Flaws are attractively imperfect. I mean at the end of the day we’re only human.”

“Consider me intrigued. I’ve gotta stop by a bookstore and check you out now!”

“Oh, hush! If you must know, I try to keep a low profile. So, uh, how long are you here for?”

“A couple days. I’ve got a bit of free time after my meeting tomorrow and thinking of hitting some trails while I’m here. Don’t get me wrong, LA is cool and all, but kinda suffocating. I try and maintain my distance if possible.”

“Oh, you’re preaching to the choir. The hustle and bustle of London is the literal definition of overwhelming. Countryside getaways were my one true savior. Sometimes London feels like an overpacked sardine can just waiting to explode.”

“So why did you stay?”

Y/N bit her lip trying to keep quiet. She hadn’t once though of Henry since meeting Seb. The lump in her throat appeared by just the mere mention of her subconscious. A part of her wasn’t ready to reveal the ache left beneath her exterior.

“Friends and family. What else ties a person to one place?”

“Love? A relationship?”

His coyness was flattering. She gave into his curiosity.

“Are you asking if I’m single?” Her feigned expression was enough to send him into a fit of harmonious laughter.

“Maybe, maybe not. Depends on your answer, I guess. Part of me believes you’re too good to be true which usually means taken.”

“HA, no. Relationships and I are not on speaking terms at the moment.”

“Ah, sounds like heartbreak hotel is just around the corner….”

“I recently got out of a long-term relationship. So, to answer your question; Yes, I’m single and so not ready to mingle.”

“Are you assuming I’m hitting on you?” His shocked appearance made her question their entire encounter and if she’d been reading the signs wrong all along.

“Well, good thing I’m only here for the coffee and platonic company, hm?”

Seb raised his mug in salute as her stress magically melted away; “Break-ups suck. But allow for a real opportunity to see who you really are. Pain can be a bitter reminder of sadness and strength.”

“Wow, philosophizing so soon into our newly found friendship? A man after my own heart!”

Y/N playfully placed her hand over her heart, smiling for particular reason.

“How about if you’re interested and only 100% positive you aren’t sick of my company; we do dinner or even drinks? Whichever the lady chooses.”

Seb motioned in jest. Y/N tried to remember the last time she’d felt so carefree unable to pin down an exact memory. For far to long Y/N trapped herself in a fog allowing Henry to rule over her even when he wasn’t physically there. It had to stop, she had to quit placing him on a pedestal if she had any luck of moving on from their failed love affair. One torturous long minute passed as Seb’s nerved ramped up.

“Shit, I’m that weird dude, now. Forget I asked and let’s chalk it up to an amazing afternoon as strangers who leave this diner and head back to our own separate lives without consequence?”

Again, Y/N was speechless contemplating what she truly wanted to do next.

“First things first, stop blubbering, you seriously are ungodly handsome. And on second note, our chance meeting was unexpected but kinda sorta awesome. I’d love to see you again. I can’t recall the last time I’ve felt so free…and don’t even get me started on the belly aches due to your comedic skills.”

“Damn, a woman that speaks her mind. Are you sure you’re not in politics?”

“Nope, never, no thank you. Sooo, it’s a date?”

Seb furrowed his eyebrow in pleasant surprise; “You said it, not me.”

Y/N rolled her eyes; “Yeah, yeah. What do the kids say nowadays…. YOLO?”

“Yes, and please never say that again.”

A napkin holder was placed strategically resting against the window sill. Seb signaled to their middle-aged waitress; “Pardon me, do you have a pen handy?”

“Course, darling. Anything for ya.” She winked dropping the pen on the edge of the checkered table leaving them to privacy. He scribbled his number on the grainy piece of paper and slid it her way.

“I’ll leave the ball in your court and pass the privilege of reaching out to confirm details.”

“Wow, and they say chivalry is dead? Obviously not in Romania.”

“What fine establishment do they have you shacking up in?”

“Chateau Marmont. Long story short, my publisher fully embraces and understands my introverted nature and love of historical hotels. Call me an oddball.”

“Oddball.”

They snickered like school children slowly understanding their time was coming to a close. A power, a force of sorts gravitated Y/N towards him. He felt the same way.

“I happen to think women who especially history buffs are so incredibly magnificent. I haven’t met many as beautiful as you.

Their flirtation skyrocketed like flicks of fire firing between them.

“Knowledge is like your super power…. also, intelligent women are a complete turn on.”

She swatted his arm smiling like a kid in a candy shop.

“Come on, let’s get outta here. I’ll drop you off.”

He offered his hand helping Y/N to her feet. She lingered a second too long. With Seb a couple steps behind her, she missed the clinch of his fists and Seb’s reddened cheeks.

---The Next Day---

No luxury was forgotten as Y/N observed her decadent hotel room, but no matter how comfortable the memory foam or high thread count sheets, Y/N tossed restlessly the whole night. Her anxieties attacking her mind at every possible angle. Worry engulfed her clutching on her own insecurities. Her fear?

That she’d walk into David Fincher’s office and leave very humiliated and very far from home. Henry’s ghost loitered just out of reach. A ghost can be many a thing; a memory, a daydream, a secret, but most times, a wish. Old or new. But that was the past, memories she must let go of.

Y/N stared at the ceiling wishing her bed to open up and swallow her whole finally dozing off to her temporary dreamland. But sunlight painted the walls like a colorful painting. She stretched and moaned at the sensations of her waking bones.

Making her way to the bathroom, Y/N’s phone chimed forcing her to circle back towards the obnoxious device.

Seb: Buna dimineata prietene! (Good Morning, friend)

Y/N: Romanian? So early in the morning. How dare you sir?

Blinking dots ran across the screen as Y/N waited impatiently for his witty response.

Seb: Never too early for greatness. As they say in the theater, break a leg! But not an actual leg because I might be looking forward to our date. Okay, good luck with the meeting!

Y/N: Thanks for the good juju. Same to you! Call you later.

She unconsciously rubbed at the tender swell in her chest, the fluttering in her belly kicking wildly. Butterflies. It’d been ages since she’d been this excited and it surprised Y/N. Maybe she was ready for something more…Y/N shook her head ridding herself of such silly thoughts. She knew better than to rush full steam ahead.

---Later that day---

The fourteenth floor was decorated to architectural perfection. Every space had its purpose and the décor elegantly stylish. There she stood in the presence of cinematic greatness! As Y/N was about to pinch herself, she heard an echo of a name. Looking up, she searched for the unknown voice before landing on an enthusiastic figure waving her direction.

“Y/N! So nice to finally see you in person. I’m Meg.”

“Meg, so glad to put a face to a name. Thank you for having me.”

Both women walked down a hallway lined of glass walls smiling at those who looked up.

“David has talked nonstop about your series. So much so that I ended up devouring your books in three days. You’re freaking brilliant!”

“You really think so? I worked my ass off to get it through any publishing house. I was on the verge of chucking my ideas in the trash and getting an actual job that paid real money if it wasn’t for a last-ditch effort.”

“I’ve blocked off a thirty-minute window before his next meeting begins. He’s booked back-to-back today but by no means feel rushed. He hates when I push him. Don’t tell him I said that.”

Her head bobbed nonchalantly taking notice of the stunning scenery from the 17th level.

“Alright, here goes nothing.”

“Best of luck, Y/N.”

Meg knocked; “Come in!”

“David, this is Y/N.”

“Thanks, Meg. Close the door behind ya, we’ve got loads to discuss.”

David extended his hand towards Y/N’s shaking firmly. Y/N reminded herself to breath and to quickly find her manners.

She stuttered trying to remember common speech causing David to laugh aloud.

“Ms. Y/N, you okay?”

“Yyess—just a tad shell shocked. I mean, I can’t believe I’m standing in a room with the David Fincher. Unbelievable, really. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me.”

“I should be the one thanking you. You wrote one hell of a series that I trust can be transferred stunningly over to the silver screen where it can be fully appreciated. I’ve never seen someone mold together so many genres with such ease yet adding a layer of complexity. You, young lady, kept me guessing every twist and turn. That doesn’t happen too often if you catch my drift.”

“I-I, it’s just nice all those late-night writing sessions and waiting tables paid off. I’ll have you know I was on the verge of giving it all up and going back to school.”

“So, let’s get down to details. My team and I have come up with an offer that is totally open for negotiations.”

David slid a piece of paper into view. Y/N stared at the parchment gob smacked. Her jaw fell open at the written proposal.

“Holy shit.” Her eyes snapped up at her vulgar language; “Shit! I don’t mean to be impolite.”

“Ha, it’s a bit flabbergasting upon first glance but I promise you I want to do everything in my power to make this work for both parties.”

“Am I…am I reading this correctly?”

“Indeed, $10 million for the first two films, advancing to an additional $13, $15, $17 million for the last three. Of course, aiding us in the writer’s room to make sure we bring your story to live through your eyes. This will undoubtfully increase book sales across the board, I’d say upwards of $60 million if all goes accordingly. Also, I didn’t forget about making you an executive producer.”

“You’re kidding me, riight? Am I dreaming?”

“You’re gonna be a big deal once the tabloids get their sticky fingers on this. I mean this is going to skyrocket you to the likes of Stephenie Meyer and Suzanne Collins status. I mean, I had to outbid Peter Jackson just for a chance at directing this masterpiece. Darling, you’re all Hollywood can talk about right now.”

“Wow, I’m, uh, seriously grateful. I guess I’ve been shacking up in London far too long. I don’t really read celeb gossip so needless to say I’ve been in my own bubble.”

“A huge thank you goes out to Henry Cavill for pitching the initial idea. He helped get the recognition you deserve. Nice fellow, that one.”

Momentary shock came over her face, mouth still agape; “He—Henry had a hand in this?”

“Most certainly. He was the one who brought it to my attention. Of course, he mentioned the desire to work with me was motivation enough, but genuinely, he seemed passionate about the project.”

“I-I had no idea.” Switching gears as fast as possible Y/N trotted forth; “So realistically, when can we get the ball rolling?”

“Once the proper documents are signed and stamped, we’re good to go. If negotiations aren’t necessary, I’d say within the next month or so we can start casting calls, booking air fare, figuring out destination shoots, getting a manuscript going. It comes together faster than people think. How about this; you mull it over, call whoever you need, and get back at me in the next couple of days. Sound good?”

“Sounds more than good! I think I’ll be forever be in your debt, Mr. Fincher.”

“Please, call me David. We have a long road ahead of us that has truly stoked a fire in me, all thanks to you.”

Her nerves triumphed pushing Henry to the back of her mind. Y/N had bigger fish to fry.

“May I be frank with you, David?”

“By all means.”

“As you probably know Henry’s my ex-fiancée. Is it true you’re possibly considering him for the lead role?”

David looked around quizzically composing himself.

“I figured we’d have to address the elephant in the office. Yes, I was aware and I didn’t consider him to be malicious. He’s a genius actor and I figured it was worth a chat. But if you’re worried about anything, just say the word.”

“No, no. I wouldn’t want to jeopardize his successes. I agree, he’s an untapped actor full of surprising talent. I’ll be okay.”

“You promise?”

“Yep.”

“Great! Rest assured he isn’t even in the country. Believe he’s still galivanting about London.”

Silently pleading to change the subject, Y/N snapped out of it as quickly as she flew in to.

“This is a dream come true. I’m really looking forward to working with you and bringing my story to life.”

The squeaky hinge of the door alerted her to Meg’s foreboding presence. Taking a cue, Y/N stood up shaking David’s hand beaming like a child on Christmas Eve.

“I’ll be in touch, Y/N. Until then, enjoy your stay. Venture out. You’ll find LA isn’t all plastic and bullshit.”

“Oh, thank god. For a second I was getting nervous.”

“Haha! Meg, next appointment here?”

“Yes, he’s right around the cor--.”

“Y/N?”

She searched for the familiar voice unable to pin it down.

“Seb!? Wha...what are you doing here? I thought you had that big meeting today?”

“Uh, I do. That’s why I’m here.”

Sebastian nervously scratched his neck. Bewildered and thoroughly confused Y/N pushed on; “Wait a minute…. Are you an ...?”

“Actor, yes.”

“Whoa, whoa whoa. Wait.”

“Holy shit. You’re Shirley Lovecraft. Catchy pseudo name. So, you’re the brains behind this witty madness. What an interesting turn of events if I do say so myself, a happy one.”

“Agreed. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you. Kinda embarrassing.”

“Don’t. A perfect afternoon with someone who wasn’t using me for fame or money? Did I mention you look breathtaking today?”

Her cheeks fumed with heat stirring her butterflies back to life. Seb’s hand stilled on her waist unwilling to let go as they continued gazing at the other.

“Earth to Seb?

Seb broke eye contact first glancing over at David. Y/N was too busy memorizing the glimmer of his cobalt blue eyes.

“Yes, ah! So rude of me. Hello there, so great of you to squeeze me in. I appreciate it.”

He directed his attention towards Y/N once more leaning close to the shell of her ear; “Still on for drinks later?”

“Definitely.”

His wink sparked a jolt to her core leaving her weak in the knees. Somehow, some way, Y/N mustered enough confidence to walk without tripping. She glowed the whole walk to the elevator. Y/N pressed the button too lost in thought to hear the quiet ding of arrival strolling straight into a hard chest. Enormous hands grasped her shoulders; “Oh! Apologies Ms.”

“No, it’s my fault. I wasn’t paying atten—oh shit.”

Only one particularly charming British accent that could send a chill down her spine, one very distinguishable voice indeed.

“Y/N?”

Time froze icily still.

“What the fuck? Henry??”

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m88n · 3 years

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[11.06 pm]

“Wanna drink?”

Your ears perk up at Johnny’s remark, as he breaks the silence by hovering over his teal-colored mini fridge. You met Johnny at this summer camp from some university club, and you guys bonded over some drinks there (you cried a little because you’re an emotional drunk) and before you know it, you’re crashing into his dorm room tonight just because you have time to spare and he told you he’s free via text. But with the entire setting of the summer camp removed, you discover that making conversation becomes a little bit more of a problem than you both initially thought—that is, until alcohol was brought to the picture.

“Yeah. Love drinking. You know I do,” You eagerly respond. He beams at you with a knowing nod.

“Aye, yeah our soju queen. One sip y/n.” He recalls as he opens up two new bottles of soju, handing one over to you.

“Shut up,” You joke with a smile, “We had a great time cause of my drunk antics, you gotta admit.”

“Yeah, was pretty cool when you chased me to the boys’ bathroom just to force me to talk about my repressed feelings.” He says mockingly, but with affection.

“You did talk about them though! And you even cried with me too!” You insist.

Johnny chuckles as he sits across you on the carpeted floor, taking a sip, “Alright, but I wasn’t the one who sobbed on the bottom bunk right after we went back to our room.”

“…Shit, you heard me cry?” You say, wide-eyed in realization.

“Yeah, everyone in that room heard it.” He says laughing, nudging you to drink from your bottle, and you finally took a sip.

“…Damn, and I thought everyone was asleep…” You mutter in thought, face blushing pink from the alcohol—and the embarrassment. “I just have a lot of feelings, man… You know how it goes.”

Johnny lays on his side, hand cradling his head as he looks at you. “Yeah, I know. You were cute.”

You stare at him for a second, flustered at his sudden remark, “Don’t give me that bro… It’s embarrassing.” You finally respond.

“Aw cmon y/n, I thought we’re way past that. You massaged me and everything.” He teases you.

You furrow your brows at the memory—that’s always been your underhanded technique when you’re flirting with someone, but you were drunk. So you’re not completely sure what to make out of that, and just decide to brush any complicated feelings aside.

“I did tell you it was a platonic massage when I massaged you!” You finally say, pointing accusingly at him with your free hand.

Johnny scoffs incredulously. “What’s a platonic massage anyway…” He sips from his bottle, “You’re really good though.”

You wink, “I know.”

Both of you continue to drink and chat until even Johnny’s exhibited some slurred speech. It took him more than two bottles to get to this point, while for you, one bottle was plenty enough. At this point, both of you have heightened emotionality and vulnerability due to the effects of the alcohol, and are quickly heading towards exchanging deeper conversations—and gazes—as you do.

“…You know, I just feel this desperate need to make people feel good, to help people, it makes me feel really happy.” You say, head floating in the clouds. “That’s why, I feel like I could sense you repressing stuff, and really went for it.”

Johnny chuckles. “What about you though?”

“Huh?”

“What about what makes you feel good?” He clarifies.

You narrow your eyes. “Are you making a move on me when I’m trynna be all honest, Mr. John Suh?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “Hey, as far as I’m concerned, my question’s genuine. Not that I’d oppose to that if offered—How do you think you’re going to know what you need when you look out for others so much?”

You decide to ignore his suggestive remark and try to respond to the rest as coherently as possible, “I… I don’t know. I guess that’s where I’ve come to derive my self-worth from.” You manage to say softly, eyes half-lidded, head pleasantly buzzing with the high yet mingling with the dawning realization for the issue Johnny’s brought upon you.

Johnny nods at you, listening.

You bite the lid of the bottle that you’ve been sipping from before saying, “I don’t think I really even know myself that well. I mean, I guess I do, but it’s like, the feeling of knowing someone but not really. Feeling so physically close to yourself but so far removed from the actual contents of the depths of your mind and soul. You know?”

Johnny nods again, silent, before finally saying with heavy lidded eyes, “…Repression, am I right?”

You look at him wide-eyed, as he smiles a little.

“How the turn tables—” He manages to finish before you smack his arm gently.

“I knew you’d say that... Shut up,” You say, a smile threatening to break onto your face. He responds with a hearty chuckle.

“Hey that one’s a classic, cmon. I guess now’s my turn to play shrink,” He jokes, “Alright, do you even know your own qualities, like, what makes y/n, y/n, you get me?”

You narrow your eyes, as if it would help with clearing your intoxicated mind for a more thorough analysis into your own entire being. Johnny leans against his bed, arms crossed, patiently waiting for your response.

“…Erm… Well I guess I could be pretty nice,” You muse, “…Pretty artsy…. Pretty…. Pretty? Hahah nah, jokes…” You say, chuckling to yourself as you continue to dig for answers.

Johnny just smiles, before saying, “Hey, be confident. This is you we’re talking about.”

“….What do you mean by that?” You ask thoughtlessly, still swimming in inebriation and confusion for your own identity.

“I mean, I think you’re pretty cool.” He says to you straightforwardly, “Wouldn’t have bailed on my guys if I didn’t think so.” You follow his movements as he lights a joint after saying that with complete lightness, which takes you absolutely off guard.

“Wait, but I thought you were free?” You finally ask.

“We wouldn’t hang if I told you that. You’re never free.” He says, exhaling a puff, then offering you to take a hit, to which you accept. “If I don’t bail on my guys, you’d bail on me.”

“… You have a point,” You exhale, “Honestly, it’s really just cause I enjoy my time alone. Apart from all the responsibility stuff.”

He nods, “Fair.”

“To answer your question though,” You continue, “I mean—since you think I’m pretty cool ahah,” You joke, looking at him for any reaction, continuing after he lets out a chuckle, “What do you think?”

He takes a long drag from the joint, “Hey, this is about self-awareness!” He finally quips, chains of smoke spreading with his every breath.

“Aw cmon, whatever, I just want to feel good,” You say, “You were asking me what’ll make me feel good, this’ll make me feel good.”

He narrows his eyes, sighs defeatedly, all while smiling at your clever remark. “Fine, you got me.”

You wear a shit-eating grin with the small victory, expectantly waiting for his continuation.

“I think you’re as real as it goes,” He says, maintaining a steady gaze towards your eyes, “You’re really genuine, interesting, and you have the power to move people. Not that you’re aware of. Too kind to others, sometimes you forget to save some for yourself,”

You were not expecting such a thoughtful answer, your cheeks flush a deeper pink—and not from the alcohol.

“So, you gotta work on that. Super talented. Really attractive too,” He lightly adds.

You stop him in his tracks by shyly shoving the palm of your hand in between you two, “Whoa, whoa, stop, you like me or something? This might as well be a confession, am I right or what,” You joke, feeling too flustered by the string of compliments he let out.

He does not reciprocate your laughs, instead smiling. Your eyes widen with his lack of response. He looks at the ceiling, hand rubbing his jaw in thought, before his gaze snaps right back to your eyes with gentle conviction.

“But would you still bail on me if I ask you on a date though?”

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ae0nx · 3 years

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FRUITS BASKET S3 EPISODE 1 + 2 RECAP!

Yayyy! Season 3! Finally! I’m hoping this season will make me understand/sympathise with Akito and maybe even Shigure a little bit more because... honestly? My opinions on episode 2?... I might get some flack for my opinions on them... 😬

But, first: I’d like to appreciate how on the Funimation app we got a little interview/message from a few of the english dub VAs! Specifically Colleen Clinkenbeard, Jerry Jewell, Eric Vale, Ian Sinclair and Brina Palencia (Akito, Kyo, Yuki, Kureno and Isuzu). And it was nice seeing some of their opinions of the characters they play and how much they’re emotionally invested in the story. (Ian’s such a nerd ‘I wanna see giant mechs later this season’ 😂 - I lowkey stan him lol)

You should definitely check it out if you’re interested in what they would have to say!

ANYWAYS, let’s get into it...

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EPISODE 1

I really love this depiction of the original zodiac and how you can just tell from the tone of the scene how desperately the God of the Zodiac was clinging on to these connections that they had with the participants in the banquet. How much they clung on to and loved the cat... Also, interesting how Tohru’s narrating this scene... almost like she can relate to the desperation of wanting to keep things the same... but we’ll get to that later. But also, Tohru is a God

This new opening is beautiful, I love the way that camera moves around the still illustrations and how the general tone just hammers down that... this season is gonna be some real shit lol (which makes me nervous for the opening for the second half 😳). It’s so warped and the general blue, grey and black tone that follows around every Akito scene we get in the anime has bled into every scene in this opening concerning the rest of the zodiac. Almost... like something is decaying. It’s great, it’s just very sad lol. I love the song tho, issa bop.

One of my favourite things in stories is when we get a bigger villain than the ‘pronounced’ villain of the story. Ren’s introduction through a manicured outstretched hand towards Kureno and Hatori is so weirdly gross in what it insinuates (especially when you apply her connection with Shigure) but again... I wanna know why she’s such an asshole to Akito specifically besides the bad mental health management within the Sohma compound. I have an inkling of what it is through memory of the manga, but like Akito and Shigure... I just wanna understand why.

Also, Ren is gorgeous and I’m sorry for simping.

I mean... she’s kinda got a point? She just didn’t need to be so mean about it lol. It’s pretty clear that the connection the zodiac have to each other is real and something they cannot control. BUT, wouldn’t it be easier if this connection wasn’t perpetuated by outer circles of the family and if Akito herself wasn’t so cruel about it? But, I guess Akito - through her relationship with her mother - kinda doesn’t know how to genuinely show love and affection. (Which brings me into my thoughts of how the manga ends and how I kinda... have a few problems with it which I will get to... when that comes lol)

Lol - weeeeeeeee! (flashes back to Tohru being yeeted into the river). Is this a part of Akito’s god-like powers?!

Again. She’s got a point! They’ve both got a point. But, they’re both the source of the problem. It’s really painful to see two mentally ill people duke it out. This whole institution is just rotten.

- I am super curious about what Akira’s relationship was like with the zodiac and if it was just as dark. I’m gonna assume it slightly already was, as the exclusion and degradation of the cat curse is already dark in itself but maybe the rest of the zodiac were just fine with how things were? I dunno if we actually will get the full backstory of Akira and his zodiac but I’m definitely intrigued

Ok, but if four crying children came up to me after I’d just consummated with my partner to reach out at my stomach chanting ‘we’ve been waiting for you’. That would disturb me and scar me for a while too so... 😂. I know it’s supposed to be ethereal and spiritual but... dude, wtf lol

...I don’t like how much I’m into Ren being such a Villain™ 😅

- Akito being seen as a crying child by the older zodiac members has always been interesting to me because yes, they could see her as that through mainly the age gap, general empathy and the way she sometimes irrationally acts out. But, also the depiction of Gods being seen as children having tantrums has being reflected in many different beliefs and myths (especially Greek Mythology) and I just like the fact that this all powerful, all knowing being would be compared to a child. It gives you a different perspective on power.

- Is the paper note in the CD case that Kureno gave back to Tohru an extra addition or was it always there?...

Mannnn... I really wanted Isuzu to fuck shit up after seeing Tohru so upset but... *le sigh* (outfit’s still on point)

But, I’m so glad we get an equal Ethereal Goddess to save Tohru! HANAJIMA! We love her, we stan her. <3

- ‘Tohru will be in my custody’ 🤣 I personally think Hana’s bluntness was a kindness in her conversation with Yuki because if I found Tohru upset? I’d automatically start firing metaphorical shots at everyone in that house

- Shigure fearing Hana makes me sleep better at night <3

Hana’s just like ‘hmm... sounds like someone I know... 👀’ I’m here for this parallel between Tohru and Kureno in the hopes that Tohru doesn’t ever get in as bad a situation as Kureno. Ahhh... Kureno... (Also, Laura Bailey was killing it in this scene as always)

- Hmmm... there’s something terribly poetic about Kyo saving Tohru’s scarf from oncoming traffic... but also, Kyo can’t help himself aha

KWEEEN! I love this look for Uo, it’s very Kyoko. I already said this in Season 1 but I STILL need to get wool-lined jacket. Outfit Appreciation goes to her - 3.5 stars.

<3<3<3 Friendship is magic!

- Megumi is such a good egg as always! From him going to get Uo to him being so wise with his outlook on love and how it takes time to really flourish. The best!

- This whole episode ends really nicely from Tohru’s return home and Kyo washing and returning Tohru’s scarf and Yuki being happy to see Tohru and Shigure being somewhat decent. It was nice to get a bit of relief after the tornado of emotions

Also, this was a nice screencap! Even Kyo is smiling!!! :))))

EPISODE 2

*takes sip of wine* ...ok.

👀... later lol

This scene really highlighted how Tohru is starting to see Shigure and the whole zodiac curse in a new and darker way. For the first time, it felt like Tohru was a little bit more guarded around Shigure and I hope they delve more into this season. Her description of her feeling around the curse being like a ‘dark well with no bottom in sight’ is pretty spot on. Ugh.

Aw! Is this the last we’re getting of Small!Momiji?! I love them :3 (Momiji’s shorts look a little shorter too, like he’s growing out of them ahaha)

- I haven’t found the Yuki fan club funny since their first scene in the anime but their poor disguises made me chuckle

- Yayyy! Kyo has an obsessive fan club too? ...Yay?? 😅 haha

- ‘I won’t kill them but they can go to hell’ why is Kyo speaking like me?! 😂

The fact that we got a scene of Yuki kinda admirably looking at a group of friends (boys and girls) playfully physically interacting and he unconsciously reaches out to Machi almost like he forgot about the curse? Heart eyes... 🥰

Again. Relatable. 😂 God, Yuki. You really are an airhead. Bless your soul. <3

And that look says it all. Damn. Kyo’s sense of hopelessness is heartbreaking but I still stand by it being understandable considering his circumstances.

Kyo freaking out about Tohru being visually upset was super cute but I couldn’t even appreciate the fluff because the whole scene had such a morbid tone to it, despite it being so visually romantic:

KYO’S FACE!!! 💔 Ahhh, my emotions!!!! Also, that shot from Tohru’s perspective under her bangs is great.

- Poor Mitsuru, I’d ask for extra pay just for dealing with Shigure’s ass.

Hahah - what a great metaphor!

- Now that Shigure’s ‘true form’, so to speak, has been fully exposed all his comments that are supposed to be teasing come off so much more awful. Him insinuating Mitsuru wasn’t ‘upper class’ enough for Ritsu was awful

COLLLDDDD. AS. IIIIIIICE. But seriously, Shigure this whole episode was cold in many different ways but I definitely felt this personally since I’ve been told something like this by a family member before... 😕 Also, it’s just gross how both Shigure and Akito are taking their own personal issues and mistrust of each other out on to other people. The curse and the institution behind the curse complicates a lot of feelings for sure, but there’s a difference between wrong and right and I get the general feeling that they both are just using the muddy waters to their advantage. Although, I feel like Shigure is taking more advantage of this than Akito but I’ll get into that in a bit.

- There’s also something about this episode that made me sympathise a lot more with Kureno in a more understandable way. But, it also makes me question the ending of this whole story and the resolutions that happen and what life for the whole Sohma institution/family looks like after the curse has broken.. I guess, I should read ‘Fruits Basket Another’ after this, huh?

😳... Shigure is so petty, man. Really?!

So...

I hate this relationship. I’m sorry. I know there are loads of people who like this relationship. And I’m still giving myself space for the show and the story to convince me why it’s worth it. But... I really don’t like this relationship. It’s so toxic. In so many ways. And in a weird way, this scene made me feel a LITTLE bit more for Akito than Shigure. It feels like Shigure gaslights everyone in his life but none no more than Akito, herself. I hate the fact that he keeps saying he loves her while hurting her or disregarding her. You know, almost like he’s treating her like a child. But on the other hand, I hate the fact that Akito has lowkey gaslighted herself into thinking she can treat people however she wants because she is ‘God’. I understand this is part of the way she was brought up and it seems like life in the Sohma compound has been very isolating for her so there’s been no one really to show her better (or have the confidence to show her better). But, at least I can be a little bit more sympathetic on her side than Shigure’s. I dunno... it’s just all very ugly and toxic and I’m hoping that it’ll turn around somehow.

I just hope it’s not one of those relationships that are ‘so good cos it’s so bad’.

...I’ll briefly talk about the ending theme to end this on a good note lol:

I really like this ending! I dunno if they’re gonna have two endings and two openings for this season but this ending definitely feels like it should’ve gone in the second half as it’s almost spoiler-y? But, then again what anime opening and ending isn’t packed with spoilers lol

All the illustrations are gorgeous, I’m assuming they were drawn by Takaya-sensei herself as it seems very much in her current style of artistry but my favourite illustrations are definitely the ones shown above! <3

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Ahhh! Fin! Sorry, about this one being super long and you probably having to scroll past a whole lot on your dash 😝 As usual, I had a lot to say. I’m open to hearing from people who actually like Shigure and Akito’s relationship btw, it’s just that everything before and episode 2 just really didn’t sail the ship for me, personally. I do want to understand! Haha

See you soooon!

#fruits basket #furuba #fruits basket season 3 #fruits basket 2021

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neonwizardheehee · 3 years

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personal rant & brain dump bc I’m listening to bigbang and feel emo:

so i have a few topics that are circling my mind thus this will get messy (as usual hahaha)

- music as I said I’m listening to bb and the way I wanna cry??? mainly bc i miss my sis talking about them and being all happy and proud.. and just her in general v.v I feel like i overdid her with kpop and that doesn’t feel good. i was supposed to be the baby but i got too invested and now i am so damn invested i scare her :((( it makes me so sad :( but idk how to stop.(current mood & playing: let’s not fall in love)

- romance the new girls i met here are so different from the friends i have bc they are extroverts. i never had extroverts as friends before so i feel blessed now. we only met recently but they already were so open to me about things no one ever told me. like 3/4 girls i met talked to me about their first time and BOI i was so glad that we casually talked about it bc my other friends wouldn’t do that in a million years bc they are too shy. it really felt good. also no one judged me which was very reassuring. albeit me feeling a bit dumb bc i couldn’t really add to the convo but apparently I get better at listening ig? also that made me think that sex and dating shouldn’t be such an “important” topic as it is with my friends before. one friend sees it as an achievement to have a s/o but doesn’t talk about it or either brags (kskssk giiirl that’s so funny yet annoying XD yes u can be proud of your boi and brag bc i’m here for that bc i’m just so happy for you but ... not at random moments XDD). this made me realize how ppl refer to their s/o when talking to others. bc my friends who are very chill with their relationship always say their name while said friend (and ofc some others where having a relationship is important) always say “my bf/gf” or “ex” when that specific info is not relevant to the story they are telling XD

anyways it also made me realize how BAD i am with talking about my own feelings and wishes. since talking about my worries feels like complaining and i am good at that - but it feels random and uninteresting for anyone to hear i think to myself (it prob isnt). i feel so smol when asked about that topic and all i wanna answer is “???”. even if there is no pressure. idk why I’m like this and it makes me feel sorry for the people around me :( I’m so confused and idk what the question is. i can do better with writing but idk why but i wanna find out one day hahah. maybe i should just ask my new friends for advice since they are not judging me and i trust them and want to learn to be better with that. altho there’s this thought that I’m uncapable of love which frightens me a lot. I know i’m okay without it and i don’t mind but i feel so sorry for the people who like me? it also might be natural and I’m just stressing myself over nothing so idk what to ask and do -since you can’t force love right? i mean i don’t really believe in love at first sight i guess but rather spending time with that person and liking them a lot. so id why I’m pressuring myself so much with this :( maybe i am just too scared? or maybe i am anticipating too much? it all could be possible bc for everyone love is different and every relationship is different. so it’s mostly me feeling sorry for not giving back as much as i should and could :( - that’s also the reason why I’m so pro polyamorus relationships bc I know I’m not enough and idk how and if i want to fix that bc idk the rules bc there are none hahhaha - but also that makes me feel good bc i know i’m not responsible for someone’s happiness. i am too egoistical and these thoughts work as a self-protecting mechanism I KNOW that’s why i do this. so i’m not stressing myself even more. i just feel so unfairly precious when someone genuinely praises me when we’re just two ppl and no one else :( might be bc i don’t understand that feeling yet. i def want to know that but also i’m scared that it’d take me down a road where i loose myself (for some foolish reason idk why). so in the end ig I keep trying and get used to that (i already made loads of progress this year so ig i shouldn’t feel like I’m being too slow)

- studying okay so next topic is also just me feeling like i do too few. this week went quite okay and i managed to study on out study server everyday (ofc i had my bad days but i still at least smth). well yesterday i hastily did some vocab and then teh whole day i spend with friends & kpop... like LITERALLY until the night. a friend of mine was proud of me for taking a break (me too yesterday) but today i don’t feel good about that :( i missed so much. i’m scared it’ll kick me out of my study routine (since it was so hard to get my ass down to study itself!). i really want to be the person who’s studying every day and feel good about that. so since i have another thing planned today i don’t think i’ll get much done today as well :(((( i just wanna be a wise guy who knows a lot T.T i already made progress i know but... i want more.. i really wanna do well here and not be stuck behind like i was for the past 6 years :( i wanna have ambition again and not just pass... i kind of hope i can manage to study at nights on days like this but also i need my sleep so i stil have to find a solution for that. bc even tho i regret not studying as much i don’t regret hanging out with people. that’s smth i missed out in my first semester and so important in times like this were I’m stuck on my own.

- religion so i have one christian friend here and yesterday we talked about church services and stuff like that and it was cool learning how it’s with her bc she goes to a very modern church (instead of me going to a traditional one 4 times a year). Suddenly i got sad tho and felt like crying :( even tho she was just stating her opinion i felt attacked and wanted to cry. after some thinking i think it’s just the way we are used to talking about religion bc we both grew up in an area where religion is looked down onto. for me .. i turned to myself and made up my own thoughts and beliefs bc i am too scared to talk and ask someone about it bc of all the accusations around me. religion was not smth to be discussed and only smth for yourself and maybe your family for me. the girl had to fight her way through all the “churches are old and fucked up and scary” things and since she goes to a modern one has good reasoning against them - that’s perfectly understandable and I’m so proud of her for speaking up like that. but like... it hit me on thw wrong side bc i am used to these old traditions and kind of like them even :( so it felt like she was insulting me. even tho she wasn’t. i just dont know how to talk about religion and how to practice reading the bible or praying and hearing her talk about how she does all these things.. makes me feel invalid :( it’s like the only thing that i have is that i was raised a christian. but y’know for me it was okay since i learned in school not to practice or show my religion.. so idk how to do it... and i feel baby and sad if i have to ask her for some reason. i tried to look up this on the internet but ofc everyone is even more crazily involved there and it scares me SO much. so i unfollowed everyone hahah. i also have this one podcast but i still feel bad bc i’m not able to really read the bible on my own ig :( these days I’m just blaming it on the translation that i have but deep down i know it’s me who’s not able to ask questions at the text. maybe i should try to talk to someone... my sis who’s also in the same situation as me... or said girl to take me along and feel like a complete newbie and a little bit like an outcast bc religion for me is so different than to her.

- christmas i really enjoy the christmas spirit but i also already wanna cry if i think about gifts. i hate that i have so many people i love and will prob get smth from them so i have to make smth in return. i am overwhelmed and scared already. i didn’t even make a list yet T.T feels like i should block time to figure out gifts in my schedule bc I’m just putting it off more and more :( and also i already feel sorry for everyone bc they will get shitty gifts bc I’m so bad at this :(

#now i feel drained and want to cry in your arms just bc #what am i so gloomy for today?#anyways sry if you read this #i truly am sorry #NOT @ SPOTIFY FOR PLAYING BABY DON'T CRY #not okay i just

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theprettysetterclub · 4 years

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heyyy can I request a matchup?? :)) im 5'1 with shoulder length black hair and really into vintage fashion paired with basics!!! im a panromantic demisexual, aquarius & intp, who is more of an ambivert tbh, how extroverted/introverted I am depends on my mood/company! usually am pretty happy-go-lucky, excitable and I make friends easily!! im chill most of the times and i prefer to avoid confrontation but i can and will call ppl out on their bs (if needed) - hq!! ask anon (from imagines blog)

also i LOVE cold/dad jokes and bad pickup lines hahah i laugh easily but bonus points if the person is super awkward or deadpan about it! my interests include fashion, movies, reading, and comics - i usually spend time searching for cute vintage clothes, discussing movies/books/anime or just spending time doing activities (usually cooking/baking!) with my friends and family!! - hq!! ask anon

im really affectionate so its important for me to spend time with my loved ones to receive and in turn, give affection to them - usually in the from physical touch or quality time spent together!! im so glad that your matchups are open cos i love your haikyuu imagines and the amount of thought yall put into the matchups is just mindblowing tbh!!! hehe thank you in advance and im looking forward to the results 🥰🧡 - hq!! ask anon PS. so sorry it turned out so long idek how it happened OTL

HQ ASK ANON!! you’re a little ball of sunshine alkjfd how are you so cute,,, no choice i have adopted you now dskljfd also xNTP club represent!

also i wrote this in an inspired flurry while procrastinating my history essay due next week so i hope it’s legible kdfjl

i had a hard time narrowing it down but!! i match you with…

bokuto koutarou!

✧ that is him trying to impress you honestly i love this dumbass so much and every time he’s on screen you just know you’re in for a good time,,, and i think he’d absolutely adore you! also he loves how much shorter than him you are, he enjoys hugging you from behind because of it sdlkj

✧ i think you match his energy quite well, while still balancing him out! he needs someone who can keep up with him, while also bringing him back down to earth. he definitely brings out your extroverted side, but the fact you can be a bit more lowkey sometimes is a good thing for him; he needs to take a break from being at 100% all the damn time sdlkj

✧ cutest! happiest! brightest couple! honestly, you two would be so adorable,,, just sunshine incarnate. you can’t help but feel happy in each other’s company, and it’s kind of infectious? you guys can be quite loud, but people enjoy being around you two because you bring love and light wherever you go,,, bless

✧ but you can call him out on his bs when you need to, because oh boy, does he need it sometimes,,, you and akaashi (who adores you, btw) tag team it. you’re sort of like a ‘bokuto’s personal development team’ because you spend a lot of time trying to help him with his slumps. needless to say the results are very hit-or-miss

✧ good thing you laugh easily because he’s just,,, so funny without even trying. and when he makes you laugh, his heart feels so full and ready to burst and he’s so proud of himself for achieving something so important and-- he’s just very wholesome like that kjlkj

✧ listen. make the boy some lunch for practice and he’ll cry. absolutely shows off the bento box you made with him last night to all the black jackals. h e l p t h e m -- he won’t shut up about you ever and they’re s u f f e r i n g. they absolutely know far too much about you to the point that it’s kind of embarrassing. but, they beg you to come to their games because bokuto works just that little bit harder when you’re in the stands because he just wants to impress you so bad--

✧ i think he’s also super physically affectionate, so your love languages line up! he’s honestly kind of clingy, so good luck with walking around at all when you’re alone because you’ll have all 6′3″ of him wrapped around your waist at all times,, also, he genuinely tries to spend as much of his free time with you as possible! once he finds out how much that means to you, he literally writes it down in his phone so he’ll never forget it sdlkdjf he does that with everything important you mention to him! he’s that determined to be a Good Boyfriend, bless his heart,,,

✧ his favourite thing to do is spend time with you, tbh,,, whether it’s being stupid while watching a movie and discussing it (he’s trying, even if things fly over his head sometimes), being your hype guy whenever you’re trying out a new outfit combination, trying his best to cook with you (you know that bento box i mentioned? the plan was for you two to make it together, but he managed to fuck up the sauce by making it way to sweet. so, the duty was handed over to you while he sulked with his head buried in your shoulder)

✧ you two are,,, so cute,,, my heart can’t handle it,,, you two would just be so loving and giving and you’d have the most wonderful time together? i love this couple so much give him a gentle kiss on the forehead for me

other matches!

✧ sugawara koushi: goblin angel boy,,, i love him,,, he’s a little smarter than bokuto, so i think you’d have a lot of fun discussing media together! he’s very perceptive and analytical, so he always has something interesting to say? otherwise, i think he’d also love your bright personality? he’s not called mr. refreshing for nothing, and i think you’d get along so well. he’s more lowkey than bokuto, so you’d have a lot more quiet time together; he’s good at managing his time so he’s always finding space in his day to cuddle with you (he’s also very affectionate!). i think he’d also make you laugh a lot; he’s not quite awkward or deadpan, but he can be a little dry? expect him to make a lot of witty little comments just to hear you laugh,,, UGH you’d just be so cute please shower him with love,,, also he loves that you’re so much shorter than him lmao idk why there’s so many question marks in this paragraph BUT–

✧ yachi hitoka: MY GIRL,,, first of all, you’re so tiny? like? that’s so cute oh my goodness? ANYWAY, i think she’d really enjoy being around someone like you? you’re easy to be friends with, as well as excitable and fun to be around. but, it’s not quite like with hinata (where being in his presence feels like staring directly into the sun, bless him). she really enjoys your happy-go-lucky personality, and it’s a balance to her anxious rambling. i think she’d also appreciate the fact that you’re able to call her out every now and then, because it might help break her out of an anxious spiral or two. she’s so easy to make blush tbh – all you gotta do is hold her hand and she’s bright red. also baking together,,, cuddling up on the couch together while you watch a movie (yes, her face is still red),,, my heart cannot physically handle the amount of sheer wholesomeness this couple exudes and i’ve got to stop rambling before i lose all sense of coherency slkj

#hhh also wanted to mention that oikawa and noya were also options but i was Forced To Choose #also imo bokuto is an esfp i have nothing more to say #haikyuu matchups #bokuto matchup

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andthentimestops · 6 years

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A Little Less Afraid (pt 7) [Connor X Pregnant!Reader]

A/N: Yay part 7 is here! Also, omg I have no idea what the heck I just wrote HAHAH I just felt as though I needed to sprinkle in a little angst ✨ I hope it’s still alright :’)

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You felt a shiver run down your spine as goose bumps formed all over your bare skin. Your shirt had been lifted up, revealing the large swell of your belly. You were near your due date and while you’d had many ultrasounds done in the past already, you were still nervous about this one.

The CyberLife doctor, whose name you learnt a while back was Laura, smiled kindly as you gasped upon feeling the cold lotion touch your stomach. She then proceeded to spread it on the surface of your skin slowly, you felt another shiver, the low temperature of the room not at all helping.

You felt warm lips press against your temple and almost immediately, you felt yourself calm down. Connor’s kiss lingered a little longer than it should have, an indication that he, too, was nervous. After he pulled away, he reached for your hand and cupped them in his, Connor then increased the temperature of his palms, helping to warm you up.

“Is that better?” He asked sweetly, his warm thumbs rubbing your skin idly.

You nodded, “thank you, Connor.”

Before the conversation could proceed any further, Laura pressed the ultrasound transducer against your belly. She moved it around a little, stopping when the screen revealed the silhouette of your child.

“There she is,” the doctor said, “everything seems to be going well from what I can see here...” she drifted off, continuing to move the transducer around. It felt freezing but at that point, you couldn’t care, your eyes were glued to the sight of your precious baby.

‘I’m going to see you soon,’ you thought to yourself, a grin stretched across your face before you could help yourself. From your peripheral vision, you could tell Connor was staring at the ultrasound screen, as well.

“We made her...” he said softly in awe. You turned to glance at him and felt your heart swell with affection at the loving gaze he held in his eyes. His LED was a steady blue and his lips parted a little as he continued to stare at the shape of your little girl on the screen, completely unaware of you staring at him.

You opened your mouth, about to reply with some equally cheesy but sincere line but before the first syllable could even escape your lips, Laura interrupted.

“Wait!” The CyberLife employee cried. For a second you felt your heart drop and your throat constrict as your entire being froze completely. “How did I not see this before?”

Your face went cold as if all the blood had drained from it completely in a fraction of a second.

Was there something wrong with your baby?

You felt Connor’s grip on your hand tighten as his head whipped sideways to look at the doctor. His LED now a bright red.

But then, you saw the doctor’s jaw drop before a wide smile graced her lips. She leaned in further towards the ultrasound screen as if trying to confirm what she was seeing.

“Oh my god...” She whispered to herself before turning to face the both of you. “There’s another one.”

Silence.

“What?!” You exclaimed, your free hand shot up to cover your mouth as you processed the news. You felt your heart begin to pound wildly in your chest. You looked over at Connor only to realise that he, too, has the exact same shellshocked expression.

“You’re having twins!” The doctor continued with a genuine look of happiness on her face, “the other one’s a boy!”

Without waiting for either of you to respond, Laura proceeded to check on the other baby. Her eyes stared at the ultrasound machine’s screen almost unblinkingly as she moved the transducer around with meticulous care.

Needless to say, the two of you didn’t speak much after the surprise reveal. When your last special ultrasound appointment ended, you simply thanked the doctor for her help and then proceeded to speed walk — or, waddle — to the car, with Connor hot on your heels. He had his hand resting against your back, supporting you should you lose your balance.

The drive home was silent but it wasn’t uncomfortable or tense. It was rather pleasant, actually. The both of you needed the time to think about the future now that you were expecting two babies instead of just one, and the ride home was perfect for thinking.

You leaned your head against the window and simply stared at the passing scenery while you thought. You felt a flurry of emotions within you... happiness and excitement but also worry. You had no idea what it was like taking care of one child but now you had two? While it was definitely going to be a challenge, it definitely wasn’t one you were going to give up.

You were determined to be the best gosh dang mother there ever was.

At some point during your journey, Connor had taken your hand into his, much like he had done back during the ultrasound appointment. You could feel him play with your fingers gently, a habit he’d developed around a year into your relationship.

“What’re you doing?” You yawned, your head resting on top of his chest as the both of you laid down on your bed. It was a peaceful night, the sound of traffic was low and the temperature was just right. Connor’s hands which had been previously stroking your hair had reached down to grab your free hand, the other just happened to be scratching your butt.

“Your hands are tiny,” he stared simply; to which you hummed in response. “You’re so... fragile,” Connor intertwined his fingers with yours, his eyes glued to the sight of your hand being engulfed by his. “I will never let anything bad happen to you.” You could feel his body rise and fall ever so slightly as he spoke, you pressed your ear against his chest to listen to his heartbeat. It was racing.

“Is that a promise?” You asked as you felt a warm sensation spread on your cheeks.

“It is,” Connor replied, letting go of your hand so that he could wrap both his arms around your body. You then felt him press his lips against the crown of your head before he whispered, for the first time, “I love you.”

When the car had reached its destination, Connor immediately stepped out before he rushed to your door. He then waited for it to open before helping you out with one hand holding yours while the other rested on your lower back.

Ever since your belly had gotten bigger, he was adamant on assisting you with every little thing. You’d told him before that it was unnecessary but then he shot you his damned puppy dog eyes and even had the audacity to say, “but I’ll never forgive myself if you or the baby were to be harmed.”

It felt strange at first, having your loved one be at your beck and call that way but you could tell Connor was more than happy to take care of you so, you simply let him be. He was trying his best and you could honestly ask for nothing more.

“Are you hungry?” Connor asked as the front door closed shut. You glanced at the clock in the living room and only realised that, shit, you were pretty hungry when you noticed how late it was getting.

You nodded and smiled when Connor kissed your forehead in response.

“Go rest, I’ll prepare dinner.”

You waddled over to the couch and sat down. You chose the seat that was easiest for you to look at Connor in the kitchen since you rather enjoyed watching him cook. Like with assembling the baby cot, he insisted on learning everything on his own. It was extremely endearing, watching your lover who was made to accomplish any task struggle to chop an onion properly like he was doing at that very moment.

“Do you need any help?” You asked as you grinned like an idiot, trying not to laugh at how silly Connor looked.

“No, no,” he responded without tearing his eyes away from the poorly chopped vegetable before him, “I’m fine. After all, what kind of husband would I be if I couldn’t learn how to—“

Connor stopped, as did his chopping, and you knew why. Both of you had heard his Freudian slip loud and clear. It shouldn’t have mattered all that much but for some reason, it did.

You glanced at his face only for your eyes to meet his brown ones. He seemed apologetic, almost. At first, you weren’t really sure why but then you caught yourself touching your bare fingers and you froze, feeling as though a floodgate had opened up in your brain, one that hadn’t been bothered in a while.

Why did you want to get married to Connor so desperately?

Were you insecure? Afraid? And of what?

It was a just a stupid human custom, after all. It didn’t matter if a couple was married, right? It was just a certificate and a pair of rings. It didn’t matter as long as the two of you loved each other. You knew it didn’t.

So why did it continue to bother you to such an extent?

“(Y/N)?” Connor’s voice broke your train of thought. Only then did you realise you’d been blankly staring at him for a few seconds straight. “Are you alright?”

Were you?

“Yes, I’m fine,” you replied, smiling as if it proved you right.

No, you really weren’t; and you hated yourself for it.

For being to bothered by something so trivial. Connor was everything you could ever ask for so why were you being so selfish?

From the way your lover’s LED flashed yellow, you knew he knew but before he could say anything else, you felt a wetness between your thighs.

#dbh #detroit become human #imagines #connor x reader #connor #rk800

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REQUESTED: our times // ong seongwoo // part 2

genre: fluff // angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints // LONG // PART 1 HERE

summary: “ ong seongwoo as your prank mate “ was inspired by the Taiwanese movie “OUR TIMES” just with my own twist

note: since this is inspired by the film also pulled quotes from the film; prepare for a part 3 will be about the future

regardless of Daniel’s and Somi’s attempt, you and Seongwoo both made your way to the dean’s office

“now I know that y/n is a good student, so she’s here as a witness”

you were both confused at the dean’s words

“if I catch you violating the school’s rules one more time, you will most definitely be expelled, I’ll be seeing you soon then. I don’t think you would last long anyways. Once a bad kid always a bad kid”

you dropped your jaw and tried to defend for Seongwoo

Seongwoo squeezed your wrist and kept a straight face

“yes sir”

you both walked out of the office

“BUT YOU DIDN-”

“I’m sorry I dragged you into this, SO LET’S STUDY FOR THE LAST EXAMS OF THE TERM”

he puts you in a headlock and walk into the courtyard

Somi runs up to Seongwoo

“Seongwoo, are you okay? What happened?”

she genuinely seemed worried for him, you wanted them to have their moment

you slipped from Seongwoo’s hold and walked away

you were happy for him but you felt kind of empty inside

someone grasped your arm

you were hoping that it was Seongwoo

“y/n are you alright?”

it was Daniel

“oh. I’m fine, thanks” you turned to walk away but Daniel ran in front of you

“so um.. a.. a couple of friends are going to a camping trip this weekend before the exam, do you want to come? Somi is inviting Seongwoo”

“I’ll go then” you smiled

Seongwoo looked over and saw you smiling at Daniel

she’s finally scored huh, Seongwoo thought

throughout the whole week, you spent more time with Daniel and Seongwoo spent more time with Somi

it was a new but sad experience, you felt like you lost your best friend

that Friday, you found a note in your locker

“Meet me later today at that bookstore we went to.And bring your school stuff. From the most handsomest, goober, Seongwoo”

he also included a photo card of BTS; he’s always wrote notes and gave you a little something for your scrapbook/diary because you didn’t have a phone

you were glad that Seongwoo didn’t lose touch in the friendship

since it was a Friday, you decided to dress up; you sported a white balloon-sleeved blouse tucked into a pair of red high-waisted plaid shorts and you went for your black thigh-high boots

you didn’t know anything about makeup, so you asked your mom if you could wear her pinky-nude lipstick

Seongwoo was leaning up against the window of the bookstore, he was looking into the reflection to see if you came or not

he didn’t know why he was so nervous

“Seongwoo!” you called out

he pretended that he didn’t see you coming, it was hard though

when he saw you in the frames of the reflection of the windows, he was breathtaken

you looked so beautiful it made him sad.. knowing that the only guy that was in your eyes was Daniel

“Ah, you came? Alright let’s so study for a bit at the cafe across the street”

you nodded and walked beside him

you both were so awkward

Seongwoo tried to not be obvious by look out into the streets

he heard a car zoom from behind you guys

so he grabbed you and guided you onto the safe side of the sidewalk

it made your heart flutter

he released you and nervously wiped his hands on his pants

“idiot, watch the road!”

“EXCUSE M-”

he started to laugh

“what are we doing, we’ve been friends for a while now, why is it so awkward?”

you laughed in agreement

he opened the door for you into the cafe and you both sat down

“I’ll be back with the drinks okay?” you scurried off to get you both something to drink

at the corner of your eye, you saw Somi walk in with her friend

she said something to Seongwoo when he responded she just walked away

you walked back to the table,”hey what did sh-”

SPLASH

one of the milkshakes fell on you as you accidentally ran into the corner of the table

Seongwoo got up and started laughing

“HAHAHA WHAT A DORK!”

you felt so embarrassed and started cleaning it off of you as a worker came to clean up the remaining mess

Seongwoo handed you his sweater

“change into this, you don’t wanna wear milkshake on you. we’ve already clarified that no man will come to your yard”

you glared at him as you took his hoodie

“hate you”

“love you too”

you never knew what was said between Seongwoo and Somi

that night, he took you out to an abandoned roller skating park and you two spend hours on getting you to learn roller skating

that night, was filled with nothing but happiness you’d never thought you’d experience

THE NEXT MORNING

all the guys had motorcycles to get to the destination

since it was only a night, you guys didn’t have to pack much

“okay guys lets line up the keys and have the girls pick them so we can split up who goes with who”

Ai paired up with Jihoon; Mina paired up with GuanLin

to create suspense, you and Somi raced for what key you guys wanted

once you grabbed a pair of keys, you felt someone back hug you and lifted you up from behind

“OOOHHH Y/N CHOSE DANIEL!”

your eyes went straight to Seongwoo, you felt kind of sad but happy that he got to be with Somi

Seongwoo saw how much care and effort Daniel tried to help you with your helmet, he reached for your arms and wrapped them around himself

Seongwoo couldn’t bare to see anymore of it, he did the same with Somi

you looked over and saw how good they looked together; you saw Somi lay her head on Seongwoo

when you all got to the campsite, you guys split into groups and played games

boy was it nice to get all this stress off of you

you took a stroll with Seongwoo and sat on the edge of a log

both of you guys just took a second to look at the stars

“what was your first impression of me y/n?”

“I… think… you’re tall… and cute… and if I look closely… you even look a bit like a combination of members from BTS..”

“HAHAH you’re too funny, y/n-ah”

“just asking do you think I compare to Somi?”

he took a moment to think about it

“I think your personality is better and if you look closely, she isn’t that much more prettier than you.”

you blushed, thank God it was night out or he’d make fun of you

“can you make me a promise Seongwoo?”

he replied with a smile

you looked at him for a while and looked back at the stars

“ If we end up going to different universities, can you promise me? That you’ll continue to study hard and graduate. That you will never get into a fight. That you’ll never worry people who care about you.“

“I promise”

Somi called for you, it seemed like the girls were doing something together

you said good bye to Seongwoo and dashed off

Daniel came out of the shadows and sat by Seongwoo

“how long has it been since we last talked?”

“a while..”

there was a long silence

“Daniel you like y/n right? Well I do too.”

Daniel was shocked, he was about to say something but Seongwoo cut him off

“I’m leaving soon. But don’t tell y/n, I’m only leaving because of my injury that I got the day I met her. I don’t want her to think that it’s her fault. That cursed letter that she passed onto me was nothing but a letter. I’d like to think that it gave me good luck.”

He smiled up to the stars

“In the beginning, I thought whoever believed in chain letters was either and idiot or an idiot. But later I realized that she’s simply a very kind person. That’s why I wanted to know her. I thought chasing girls was that simple. Later I realized if you really like someone, you might not even notice it. I was actually super nervous that day. I have to thank that car. The moment I held her in my arm, I realized that I never knew my heart… can beat so fast. I didn’t want her to misunderstand. But somehow, at the end of the day, she didn’t seem happy. When you like someone and see her walk to someone she likes, you’d suddenly realize that you treat her badly just because you want to get a bit closer to her. You’ll keep every word she said in mind. I didn’t know that when I’m in love, I actually have no courage to tell her. On that night, I made a wish upon a shooting star. I wish I was also in her wish. Even if I know it’s someone else who could make her happy.”

Seongwoo looked at Daniel

“She loves milkshakes and roller skating. She never watches where she’s going, so please watch out for her. She likes Studio Ghibli movies and.. she really likes you a lot”

it hurt Seongwoo so much to say that

Daniel smiled, “I’ll take good care of her”

after that weekend, Seongwoo kind of avoided you and you spent more time with Daniel

you felt this emptiness inside, something that couldn’t be filled easily

the day before the exams, you wanted to talk to Seongwoo so you asked around if anyone saw him

rushing to the rooftop you saw Seongwoo

“ah! Here you ar-”

“Seongwoo?”

you saw Somi walk up to Seongwoo

damn. you were too late..

you wanted to confess to Seongwoo, how all this time, you were grateful to him and over time you fell in love with him and how he made you so happy just by smiling at you

“i-i’m sorry..”

it started to rain how cliche

you ran off and before Seongwoo could say anything you fell, hard, onto the ground

Seongwoo came into your peripheral view

“I’M FINE. DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME”

you got up with your bloody knees and ran down the stairs

you cried, not from falling onto the ground and injuring yourself, but from falling in love with someone who already fell in love with someone else

Daniel saw you and immediately carried you to the infirmary and cleaned your wounds

you didn’t say anything the whole time as he rambled on and on about something

you thanked him and dazed off

tomorrow was your birthday and also the day of your exams

you walked to school to see the Dean walk away from Seongwoo

Seongwoo was badly beaten; it hurt you so bad to see him like that

your eyes welled up with tears

“HOW COULD YOU BREAK OUR PROMISE, YOU’D SAID YOU WOULDN’T GET INTO FIGHTS ANYMORE. I HATE PEOPLE WHO BREAK PROMISES I HATE YOU”

you ran off crying

stupid stupid stupid

what made you think that he would lie to you AND on your birthday

you skipped school that day; Seongwoo would try to get a hold of you via payphone since you only had a house phone

you didn’t want to hear his voice

but you wished you did

Seongwoo stayed out late at night to ask the store owner of the bookstore if he could buy the Jimin standee

along with a bag of knick-knacks, he came across another school’s group of delinquents

“we heard that the famous Ong is tamed now? that’s bull. pretty sure you’d swing at us if you have to right?”

Seongwoo kept his promise and took in all the hits, while protecting your Jimin standee

badly wounded, he limped to the abandoned roller skating park and left your gifts near a roofed area where he remember you sat after falling one too many times

he chuckled and limped home

without getting in contact with Seongwoo, you went to the park to get your mind off of things

when you got there, you saw the standee and gifts

you wondered who left these here??

you looked into the bag and saw an old cassette tape with earphones

you plugged them in and listened

“Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ You look like a monkey~ AND SMELL LIKE ONE TOO!!! HAHA! Happy birthday y/n~ Surprised aren’t you? I bet you’ll be mad at me.. since it looked like I got into a fight.. But I couldn’t let your precious Jiminnie get hurt. It’s okay though!! I felt like it would be better to say this through a recording since I won’t be here in person to tell you”

at this point you were confused

“I’m probably at the airport right now. I don’t know where I am going and when I’ll be back. But I don’t want you to forget me. I know I won’t forget you. Oh! How could one ever forget you? Y/n, although you’re short and stupid. And you even like someone else. Even so, I still like you a lot. Y/n, if you already listened the whole tape, just look up at the sky. Then I will know I’m looking at the same starry sky as the girl I like. I love you.”

you ran to the airport since the park was next to it

you didn’t know where you were going but you just wanted to see Seongwoo one last time

you didn’t want the last words he heard to be I HATE YOU

you didn’t want him to leave

“Gate 10A; those are boarding Gate 10A will be leaving as of right now”

just hoping that it was his gate, you ran towards Gate 10A

when you did, you disregarded another gate boarding up to leave

and you ran past Seongwoo

and Seongwoo didn’t see you

he was right there and then he was gone

TO BE CONTINUED

#wanna one #wannaone #wanna one angst #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #wanna one seongwoo #wanna one ong seongwoo #ong seongwoo #broduce 101 #broduce 101 scenarios #broduce 101 imagines #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 s2 #produce 101 s2 scenarios #our times

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