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frogtanii · 3 years

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iwaizumi was... overwhelmed, to say the least.

the past few days had been such a whirlwind of change that hajime could barely properly process, much less appropriately react to it all, so he behaved much like a zombie, saying yes when prompted, signing papers when told, and packing up what was his entire life for the past 11 months.

wow. iwaizumi collapsed on his bed as he scanned his now barren bedroom. he’d been here for almost a year and yet, all his belongings were in boxes within a couple of days.

hajime couldn’t keep the disbelieving chuckle from escaping his chest as he leaned back on his bed, dark brown eyes trained on the ceiling.

it felt like he’d spent such a large chunk of his life trapped in this house, under the foot of the woman who he thought he’d marry but in reality, he’d been in little leagues longer than he’d been in love.

iwaizumi scoffed and rolled his eyes. yeah, “in love”. it’d been about a week since his whole life started to unravel and he had hardly seen, let alone spoken to meiko throughout that entire time.

over text, she’d sworn up and down that she loved and cared about him but as she passed by him packing his things a few days ago, she’d barely spared him a second glance.

hajime wasn’t going to lie. it hurt. he’d opened his heart up to her, something he didn’t do easily, and she’d taken his trust and used it to twist him into her weapon.

he always believed he was stronger than this — he’d never forget his mother telling him so when he was younger. he had fallen and scraped his knee yet he refused to cry to keep from upsetting his mom. iwaizumi existed to live up to what his mother thought of him but here he was, completely enveloped in meiko’s shit, doing her dirty work and following her bidding like some mutt.

god, toorū was right. he really was her bitch.

“i could hear you thinking from down the hall, iwa-chan.” speak of the devil...

oikawa stood at his doorway, leaning against the frame with a posture that seemed relaxed at first glance but if you looked a little closer, you’d notice the tenseness in his shoulders and the tightness of his smile.

hajime quickly sat up on his bed before motioning for his old friend to enter. “uh, yeah,” he began, his voice cracking a little from disuse, “i have a lot to think about.”

the light haired brunette let out an understanding hum before wandering into the room, sharp observant eyes darting to look at all the empty walls. “looks like you’re all packed.”

“pretty much,” iwaizumi nodded before the room fell into an awkward silence, the two childhood friends completely avoiding one another’s eyes.

“look, i-“

“iwa-chan, i’m-“

they both paused for a moment before bursting into laughter, the sound carrying into the hall and throughout the house.

hajime wiped a few stray tears from his eyes, shaking his head at their awkwardness. “you first, shittykawa.”

toorū gasped in halfhearted mock offense before quickly sobering up, training iwaizumi with a completely serious look. “i’m sorry and before you go on some bullshit, self sacrificing rant, you’re not the only one to blame for what happened to our friendship.”

he sighed while making his way to iwaizumi’s bed, sitting down gently beside him. “i should’ve known better, okay? i shouldn’t have let my jealousy and insecurities get in between us but i guess i got swept up in the attention, yknow? meiko is actually charming when she wants to be.”

iwaizumi nodded in agreement, knowing all too well how compelling meiko could be. the room fell into a more comfortable silence as both boys escaped into their thoughts, questions about the future of their friendship flitting throughout their minds.

“oh!” oikawa was pulled out of his own head at hajime’s exclamation, his eyes moving to observe his friend dig through his pockets to procure a thick white envelope. “here. i’d like you to give this yn.”

all toorū could do was nod, his brain short circuiting at the sight of iwaizumi’s apparent kindness to the woman he tormented for so long. “uh, what’s in it?” he ventured to ask, his soft hands toying with the sealed envelope flap.

a soft chuckle came from across the bed. “don’t be so nosy toorū, just give it to her, yeah?” oikawa rolled his eyes but obliged, the bed creaking as he stood to his feet.

“so... this is it, huh?” it was like the reality of the situation was just now sinking in — they hadn’t been close in a while but iwaizumi was still his best friend and he wasn’t quite ready to let him go.

they’d been through so much together, practically growing up together and now, they’d only see each other on holidays, if even then, and then he’d never be invited to hajime’s wedding as his best man as they’d planned and he also wouldn’t be the coolest uncle/godfather of iwa’s children and—

“fuck no,” hajime scoffed with a bright grin on his face. “thought you were gonna annoy me til the end of time shittykawa. don’t tell me you’re quitting your job now.”

the hidden meaning behind iwaizumi’s words brought tears to oikawa’s eyes and before he could stop himself, he launched his body into iwa’s arms. hajime hesitated, his hands stuttering at toorū’s sides as though he’d forgotten how to hug but the feeling passed, his arms winding around his friend’s lithe waist.

“‘m gonna miss you hajime,” oikawa’s voice came out as a broken whimper, his arms tightening around his shoulders.

iwaizumi hummed instead of responding, too afraid of his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions. they stood there for a moment but the honk of the moving truck outside signaled the both of them of their limited time.

hurriedly, oikawa wiped the tears off his cheeks before waving awkwardly at iwaizumi as he left the room with a friendly, “don’t be a stranger.”

and then he was gone.

toorū finally allowed himself to collapse into sobs on his best friends empty bed, his palms pressing into his eyes as he sat there and just let himself feel.

apparently, he wasn’t crying very quietly because it took only a few moments for you to find him, your soft footsteps alerting him to your presence. oikawa scrambled to wipe away what he knew was an unattractive mixture of tears and snot as you got closer.

you were one of the last people he wanted to see him like this.

“hey,” you whispered, standing a few feet away from him. “um, i know this is probably a bad time but i just wanted to thank you for apologizing? back at the awards show?”

toorū sniffed as he looked up at you with confusion written on his face. “what? you shouldn’t thank me for apologizing. ‘s common courtesy.”

you laughed softly, nodding in agreement. “well, not always. so, thank you.” finished with your piece and not too keen on lingering where you weren’t wanted, you moved towards the door but were swiftly stopped before you got there.

“um, here. it’s from iwa-chan.” you gaped at the thick envelope oikawa was handing you before taking it and opening it, a low curse falling from your lips.

inside the package was a dense wad of cash, more money than you’d seen in months. accompanied with it was a letter, written in beautifully loopy handwriting.

you shut it quickly before oikawa could see, stuffing the envelope deep within your pocket where you could access it alone in the depths of your room.

“do you wanna come eat? last i heard, bokuto and tsumu were doing a cooking competition and i’m sure it’ll be fun to watch.” you were severely thrown off by the money and letter but you were determined to show toorū that you’d accepted his apology and were on your way to making amends.

he gave you a shy nod and trailed behind you to the kitchen, the loud sounds of fire and screaming coming from down the hall. you wanted to focus on the fun and merriment but the envelope was practically burning a hole in your pocket.

later that night, you finally got the chance to open the letter and read it, your former manager’s words bringing tears to your eyes.

dear yn,

i’m probably the last person you expected to hear from. you probably didn’t want to hear from me at all if i’m being honest and i don’t blame you. i know there is nothing i can say that could make up for what i’ve done to you but i’d like to try.

i’m sorry. those words don’t nearly express in and of themselves how truly remorseful i am but they needed to be said. there’s no excuse for how i treated you — not meiko, not my stress, absolutely nothing.

you deserved my common decency and respect and i didn’t give that to you. instead, i abused my position and made your life hell. i’ll never forgive myself for that.

uh, i bet you’re wondering what the money is? i promise i’m not trying to pay you off, it’s just all the money i’ve denied you since you moved here. i have a lot of wrongs to right and this is one of them.

sorry, i’m not very good with words but i just wanted you to know that i’m very sorry for everything that i’ve done. and i’m in no place to make demands or anything but i just wanted to ask if you’d keep an eye on oikawa for me.

he’s strong but he’s also vulnerable. he might be a pain in my ass but he’s my best friend and since i can’t keep him from drowning, i was wondering if you’d do that - not for me but for him.

anyways, this letter is shit but i suppose you get the gist. use the money for whatever you want and if you’re as unselfish as i’ve heard, you don’t owe me anything. you don’t owe me money, kindness, or forgiveness.

take care of yourself,

iwaizumi hajime

℗ poker face

so... this is it

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house-of-laminations · 2 years

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Out of curiosity, (and after rereading The Incident again), do you think MC might have any resilience towards the hallowed and the holy because of time spent with Simeon and Luke? Or because of Lilith and what happens with her?

That's a really good question and I'll try and not be too ramble-y as I answer it but I make no promises 💛

There's very little in-canon about the differences between angels and demons, and what we do have is largely just... political? Heaven has their no-demons-allowed club and their demons-are-evil beliefs, but there's no concrete evidence to indicate that a demon is physically/biologically/spiritually incompatible with the realm. Devildom, on the other hand, is even more perplexing purely because of Barb's 'she won't last long in the devildom air' comment. There are references to smiting, but both angels and avatars make mention of that so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ We also know there are spells that work against demons, but again, they also work against angels too (like Lucifer's ward that keeps Belphie locked in the attic).

I personally view 'angels/holiness' as more of a worldview or epistemology than a species. The line between angels and demons in this game is so arbitrary that I honestly believe they're from the same stock (long worldbuilding hc post to come that dives into that in more detail). Both demons and angels are made from cosmic eldritch stuff and for some reason MC is more resilient to that stuff than a normal human. Probably because of Lilith. They're not entirely immune, and I personally believe they would go insane if exposed to the entirety of what they brothers are (for now, anyway). So if there were to be some kind of divine-based spell or ward, I think MC could shrug it off. Simeon and Luke's favour though would definitely help in a power-boost kinda way - able to help them resist the stronger magics. Well. Luke's favour would. I have Thoughts™ about Simeon and divinity.

The line in "The Incident" about hallowed grounds was coming from a human who thinks he knows what he's talking about, but really, is kinda just making it up based on experience and some old texts from people who were also kinda making it up. If it helps, I see that whole fic happening in an old catholic or anglican church, but I kept it vague enough just in case people have strong feelings about those types of settings. The brothers had no problems being there, and neither did MC (outside of yknow. the whole torture/captivity thing). There could be divine spells or wards that could keep demons or humans out, but I don't think they're an intrinsic property for religious establishments. They have to be cast by someone with the intention of creating a 'safe space', and that's not necessarily divinity.

The closest thing I could see to being truly anti-demon, or 'hallowed' is a person who is just purely good. Who makes peace with their flaws and is able to let go of their pride and other vices. And those types of people are very hard to come by. As soon as it becomes a group, you have power dynamics and politics involved which invites pride and envy and all those other pesky emotions and vices.

tl;dr I do think MC has somewhat of a resistance to divine magic/hallowed grounds simply because they also have resistance to demonic energy thanks to Lilith. Luke gives a power boost to that, and maybe Simeon helps (but again - Thoughts™).

yeah wow ok this got long and rambly but i hope it helps explain where im coming from in my fic world building?

#partialdignity #aaaa im sorry i had to write a freakin ESSAY about this rather than answer it like a normal human being #i just get really excited about worldbuilding #obey me headcanons #i talk to a real human

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lavienjin · 3 years

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pen pals (with benefits) | jjk | (iv.)

Chapter summary: School reunions are the fucking worst, but at least your date makes it all better.

EDIT: this series has been discontinued.

♠ Pairing: Jungkook x Fem!Reader

♠ Word Count: 9,234

♠ Rating: 18+. This work and it’s subsequent chapters are not suitable for younger audiences.

♠ Genre/AU: college au, fwb to lovers au, e2l au | smut, fluff

♠ Warnings: unprotected sex • multiple sex scenes • oral (f. receiving) • creampie • semi-public sex • cum warming (is that a thing?) • strong language • dirty talk • squirting • aftercare • jungkook's eyebrow piercing makes a lot of appearances

♠ Author’s Note: written for my lovely @monvante who's been on this journey since the very beginning. please give her lots of love! also to @joyfulhopelox that read this story in its earlier stages and gave me feedback that helped me write! now, i did promise that this would be super angsty but i just decided against it. i just think they deserve to be happy, yknow? hope you enjoy, feel free to tell me how you feel! oh, and i'm probably going to write one last chapter to wrap it all up after some drabbles get released! please look forward to that and thank you so much for reading!

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So. In a strange turn of events, there might be a slight chance that Jungkook likes you back, especially if 'slight' is spelled with gigantic letters that occasionally flash neon pink under the night sky. You've been staring blankly at your math homework, trying to figure out what to do after yesterday's sudden revelation. For the first time in the past two months, Jungkook and you aren't joined at the hip. You left his place in a hurry that morning, barely catching any sleep as you made a lame ass excuse about meeting Jeehyun for lunch and quickly texting your roommate the lie upon leaving so she can corroborate the story just in case.

The orange webpage of Wolfram Alpha stares at you mockingly, the cursor blinking as it taunts you; daring you to type in the answer that is surely wrong. You've called Jimin, but he's been busy lately with his own school work and the competition that's coming up just around the corner. The scores are now tied yet again, the numbers fluctuating greatly as patrons either favour Namjoon's strange creation or Jimin's safe yet colourful one. With the vote split in a solid 49-51 in favour of Namjoon, Jimin has been stressed and apologetically refused to hang out with you to focus on perfecting his drink, so your math homework has been left abandoned until the day before it's due. Sure, you can call Jungkook, but you're trying to avoid him at the moment, unsure of how to respond to a confession that you're not meant to hear.

You slam your head on the couch, lying down as you drop your laptop gently on your coffee table. A soft classical piece filters through the speakers and though you're pretty sure Jungkook doesn't play the piano, he does have the fingers for them. Long, thick digits that coax orgasms after orgasms from inside you. Your body heats up, a blush creeping up your features as you think about the first time you shared a bed with him. You've come so far, you and Jungkook both. Though there are still days where you want to strangle him, it's intent is usually for a much different, much kinkier purpose now. Back then, you vowed to not get yourself involved with Jeon Jungkook and now here you are, entangled in a supposedly straight-forward yet complicated relationship at the same time.

You should be happy! Your brain grumbles at your reluctance, smushing your face on the many throw pillows Jeehyun insists on buying. Jungkook likes you and you're avoiding him because…

You're a coward.

"Yeah! And so fucking what? I don't want to get hurt, okay? Shit!" you yell at no one in particular, punching the fabric filled with cotton in anger.

The time you've spent with Jungkook has been the best times of your life, especially the ones where you're just lounging on the couch, scrolling through your phone while he reads on the opposite corner, legs intertwined so tightly that you're bound to trip and fall if you stand up too suddenly. It's so mundane, but it's the simplicity of the scene that brings you comfort: the soft rustling of pages turning and oldies music coming from one of your laptops as you sit with each other's company. You no longer need words to fill the space when you hang out with Jungkook because the silence is fulfilling enough. And Jeehyun's right… you're happy just on your own, a self-sufficient person capable of doing everything alone, but you are happier with him.

"He just adds to that happiness, you know?" her words echo back to you from that night at Aunt Ji's. Granted, she was talking about Taehyung, but you know it applies to your current relationship with Jungkook as well.

Sighing dramatically, you bury your face on the pillow once more, allowing some tears to escape and dot the surface a few times before sitting up, sniffling and wiping your eyes on the sleeve of your sweater. You're not ready to let go of Jungkook just yet, so what's the harm of continuing this dance for a little while longer?

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The chime of an incoming call jolts you awake. Groaning, you rub the sleep from your eyes and stretch, joints popping after sleeping in an uncomfortable position for some time. You let your phone ring a few more times before grabbing it from the edge of the coffee table, just as it's about to fall.

"Mm?" you say in lieu of greeting.

"Hey, it's me."

Jungkook's voice from the other line sounds distressed and you sit up instantly, bringing the phone closer to your ears.

"I've been trying to reach you. Are you avoiding me?"

"No," you squeak. It's not entirely a lie. "I was taking a nap. Did you need something?"

There's static on the other end and you call his name, bringing your phone to your face to see if the call has been disconnected. It hasn't, which means that Jungkook's taking his sweet time thinking. "What's wrong, Koo?"

"I… I need to see you. I'm right outside and I brought food since you didn't answer any of my texts. I mean, I'm glad you're only sleeping, but I got a little worried since I hadn't heard from you all day," he rambles. And although you can't see it, you can imagine him pacing in front of the lobby entryway. "Can I come up?"

Your disheveled appearance reflecting blurrily from the TV makes you hesitate momentarily, wondering if you have time to put on some simple makeup and change into something less akin to the pyjamas you've been lounging around in all day. But Jungkook's seen you without makeup, your beauty products already in his bathroom after the numerous times you've slept over. Taking a deep nervous breath, you say fuck it and you nod before realising that there's no way he could see you.

"Yeah, hold on, I'll let you in," you mutter embarrassingly. Thank god you're alone in the apartment.

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After a few minutes, there's a quiet knock signifying his arrival. When you open the door, you see Jungkook in his long, dark coat carrying what looks to be an entire restaurant's menu of food packed in white plastic bags. You usher him inside quickly, taking a few of the bags from his hand and placing it on the counter. The smell of different spices flowing in your nostrils causes your stomach to rumble loudly, especially since you haven't eaten all day.

"I know you like Aunt Ji's food, but I didn't know which one you liked so I kind of got one of everything." There's a small, sheepish smile on his face that makes his dimples appear.

"Yeah, no kidding. What the fuck, dude? This must've caused a fortune!" you laugh, though you're grateful at the gesture anyway.

When he finishes unpackaging the styrofoam boxes from the confines of their plastic prison, he comes and pulls you in an embrace, lips pressed on your neck as he takes a deep breath. You don't wrap your arms around his waist immediately, too stunned at the way his body folds itself to cover you. Jungkook takes a step back when he notices your lack of movement, tattooed hand rubbing the back of his neck as he stares awkwardly at the floor.

"Uh… I missed you. I know we saw each other this morning, but, I don't know, I just got this bad feeling and I wanted to see you as soon as possible," he explains, eyes flickering occasionally from the carpet to your face. "Sorry if this is too sudden or if you're busy," he seems to have something else he wants to say as he closes and opens his mouth a few times, yet all he manages is, "have you eaten yet?"

You smile tiredly, head tilting slightly to the side as you shake your head. "No, I haven't eaten. Come on, let's dig in, okay?"

He eyes you suspiciously and you're instantly self-conscious, wondering if he can see the red rim of your eyes from your earlier sobbing session, but he doesn't ask any questions and follows you wordlessly to the kitchen to grab some plates and silverware for the two of you. The styrofoam containers are all labelled with the various contents of meat and vegetables, with some of your favourites dominating the counter and a few dishes you haven't heard of. Jungkook talks animatedly about his day as you scoop food into his plate and yours: how he won a bet with Taehyung, exercising, and homework.

Just as you're about to dig in, there's a glint on his face from the light that catches you off-guard. The meat slides off your chopsticks and back on the plate as you finally notice the newest addition to his features.

"Koo."

"Hmm?"

"Is that an eyebrow piercing?"

"Hmm."

"Is that a yes?"

"Mmhmm."

"Can you stop answering all my fucking questions with various kinds of 'hmm', please?" you click your tongue irritably as the man in front of you grins, cheeks full of food and looking very much like a hamster.

He chuckles for a few minutes before placing his chopsticks down. "Yeah. I got it just now. Remember how I said I won a bet against Taehyung? He said there's no way I could pull off the eyebrow piercing and I proved him fucking wrong."

That he did. You don't know Taehyung as well as you'd like, neither Jungkook or Jeehyun have properly introduced you yet, but you have heard about the trouble those two got in school and even though you typically avoided rumours involving Jungkook back then, they always seem to make it back to you. Taehyung and Jungkook, inseparable and incredibly mischievous.

"Do you like it?" he cocks the pierced eyebrow upwards, smirking mischievously at you. That damned smirk makes an appearance yet again and it takes everything in you not to attack his lips right then and there.

"I do," you whisper meekly, returning your attention to your barely eaten food. Jungkook hums as you feel him watching you, leaning backwards on your dining chair as he eats leisurely. Tension becomes your third guest for the night, settling comfortably in the air between the two of you as you stare at your food resolutely, shoveling rice and vegetables inside your mouth.

You feel safe to ogle at his new look once you hear him chuckle; his attention leaving your face to focus on his plate. In addition to the eyebrow piercing, his hair is slicked back tonight, the jet black a great contrast to his alabaster skin. You moaned sadly when he said he wanted to change his hair back, claiming that he's over the purple and wanting something more natural. Your whines grew even more pitiful when he returned from the salon three hours later with not only black hair but a shorter cut too. You grew into his newest style eventually, though you missed the long, fluffy purple locks that curl when he's just woken up. It's a miracle that Jungkook can pull off any look, especially right now. Even in a simple black tee shirt with jeans underneath his dark coat, he looks like a rockstar about to conquer the stage. The mental image brings a smile to your face, thinking about the fans roaring and chanting his name and how much it suits him. Maybe he was famous in his previous life.

"Something funny?" he interrupts your musing and you swear that he's purposefully lifting up his pierced eyebrow to call attention to it.

You shake your head, a secretive smile on your lips while you finish the last remaining bits of rice, standing up abruptly before he gets another word in to put away the food. Feeling lighter than earlier in the afternoon, you play a fun round of tetris involving styrofoam boxes and your small refrigerator. You catch yourself humming while you stack the boxes and you're acutely aware of the silence coming from the dining room, knowing that Jungkook's probably listening. He must be made of magic because upon his arrival, your mood is gradually lifting.

By the time you're done, your fridge is stocked to the brim and you send a quick text to Jeehyun to tell her the news, snapping the picture of your triumphant packing skills. Groaning, you roll your eyes when your phone chimes twice, a very typical Jeehyun message floating on your screen.

[jee-bee]: sounds like i'm staying at tae's tonight ;) [jee-bee]: i'll eat the food tomorrow, don't worry!

Locking your phone, you make your way to the couch, pulling your laptop back on your lap as you continue to solve the equation in front of you. When you hear the scraping of a chair against wood, you only need to wait for a few more seconds before Jungkook pops into the living room, his lips pulled into a grim line as he begins to pace.

"So, what's up?" you ask, unable to handle the wait any longer.

"Well, do you have anyone to go with this weekend? I'm sure Jeehyun's coming, but I'm assuming she's going with Tae- Oh, you haven't heard yet, have you?" he stalls when he notes your confused expression.

"Haven't heard what exactly?"

"Our grade school reunion is this weekend." Nope, this is news to you. You haven't received an email from any of the alumni committee, though you aren't surprised that Jungkook knows about it first. He's always been popular; good looks, good grades, and even better manners. You snap your attention back to him when he resumes. "And I was… sort of hoping you'd come with me-" Jungkook rambles, rubbing the back of his neck with his tattooed hand.

"Yeah, sure, let's do it!" you exclaim excitedly.

"-as my date?" he finishes.

Oh. The enthusiasm you felt earlier disappears for a second as you tug at your bottom lip, brows furrowing deep into your forehead. It's fine going with him to such a public event, there wasn't anything in the contract that forbade it, but a date sounds less 'friends-with-benefits' and more into 'dating' territory.

A smile stretches on your face when you see his nervous expression; at the way he's furiously staring at your carpeted flooring. You affirm your decision to continue this relationship with him for as long as you can, consequences be damned. It'd be fun to see your old classmates after sometime, especially now you have a walking sex god to go as your date. Plus, a part of you wonders if Suha is going to be there, perhaps this will get back to all the shit she's pulled on you in high school after you quote-unquote "steal Jungkook from her".

"I'd love to go as your date, Koo."

He gapes at your answer before his own dimpled smile appears. "Wait! For real? Yes!" he cheers, eyes twinkling excitedly as he comes to sit by your side. Jungkook plants a soft kiss on your lips, bringing his hands to cup your face, already talking animatedly about what you should wear and all the other miscellaneous details involved, and this time, your smile is genuine as you listen attentively, stopping him only after his ideas get ridiculous ("We can show up in banana suits!" he cackles, one suggestion you immediately shut down).

You can't wait for this weekend to come.

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"Red? How about red?"

"I don't own that many red dresses. Do you have a lot of navy?" you pout, filtering through your closet as you place your phone between your shoulder and your ear.

The voice on the other line hums for a second and you hear the scraping of hangers against wood as Jungkook looks through his own closet. It's his idea to dress up in matching colours to the best of your ability. He wanted you to wear the blasted sundress you got from the shop a while back, but you had refused, immediately blushing when you thought of what transpired in the dressing room.

"Okay, I have navy! Can we just video call so I can show you?"

Without waiting for your answer, a beep on your phone signifies an incoming call and you slide your fingers on the LCD to accept it. Jungkook's gorgeous face appears on your screen, a wide grin on his lips as he holds up the dress shirt with one hand, putting it in front of his torso.

"Hey, gorgeous," he chuckles as he greets you. "So, what do you think?"

"Everything looks so good on you and it's not fair!" you mutter, bottom lip darting out. You place your phone next to your chosen dress, determining whether the colours match your shade of navy. "Hmm, I think it's perfect. I'm going to go get ready for tonight. Are you still picking me up?"

Jungkook laughs from the other end and a mess of hair fills your screen as he nods in affirmation. "Of course! See you at 7?"

Closing the call, you look to your phone to find that you have less than two hours to get ready. You scramble quickly to turn the shower on, butterflies threatening to burst from your stomach. After exiting the shower, you do your makeup and hair meticulously, making sure that no colour or curl is out of place before zipping yourself into the floor-length gown. It's nothing fancy; just a simple navy dress with a plunging neckline that shows the barest outline of your breasts and a deep slit that runs on one end up to your mid-thigh. You pair it with some simple dangly earrings and some white pumps.

As you look at yourself in the mirror, you suck on your bottom lip, suddenly feeling too revealing. Thankfully, you have the perfect person to ask for fashion advice. You burst into Jeehyun's room, knocking only a few times to signify your arrival.

"What do you think?" you ask breathlessly, twirling around to show her your dress.

"Damn, babe. If it weren't for Jungkook, I'd be taking you out tonight," she laughs, pulling her hair into a bun. Jeehyun and Taehyung aren't going, the latter feeling a little sick so the two of them planned a movie night at your place instead. Truthfully, you had a feeling they just didn't want to socialise and wanted to spend as much time with each other as possible, especially with the semester ending. Jeehyun's going to go back to her hometown a few weeks before classes actually end since her exams were all project based and she's done with all of them.

"Are you sure? You don't think it's too much?"

"Oh my god, of course not. I might have to stay out of the apartment for a few hours when Jungkook comes over. I highly doubt he wants to go so soon after he sees you looking like this." She gestures at your appearance with a wink, causing a blush to creep up your face.

"Thanks, Jeehyun," you smile gratefully, feeling more confident after talking with your best friend.

"If you ever need a confidence boost, you know I'm right here. Anyway, I'm going to pick up Taehyung. Have fun tonight, okay?" After blowing a kiss in your direction, she disappears into the hallway.

---

You're in the middle of applying more lipstick when you hear a quiet knock and you're puzzled because it's still twenty minutes to seven. When you open the door, you're met with a large bouquet of flowers thrusted in front of your face: pale pink peonies, chrysanthemums, and baby's breaths all crowding your vision. Jungkook.

"For you," comes a muffled response hidden among the petals. Giggling, you take the large bouquet into your hands, finally revealing the man behind the flowers.

Jungkook is, without a doubt, the most handsome individual you know.

He didn't end up wearing the navy shirt the two of you agreed upon hours prior, instead showing up in a white dress shirt underneath the most stunning navy suit you've seen, perfect with a black tie and a white pocket square. Thankfully, the colour of his suit matches your dress completely. His dark hair is swept back, though he lets a curl fall in front of his forehead, just above the eyebrow piercing. God, he's so sexy. Jeehyun's right yet again; if you stand here for much longer, you're definitely going to be late. Jungkook looks at you up and down, a fond smile growing bigger and bigger on his face as he takes your appearance in.

"You look," he motions his hand, trying to find the word and your heart thumps expectantly, "breathtaking."

"Right back at you, handsome," you giggle, feeling the heat cover your cheeks and you're grateful for the full-coverage foundation you chose for the occasion. You take a step back to let him in the apartment, leaving him in the entryway while you move towards the kitchen, opening cabinets and cupboards. "I'm just going to pop these in a vase. I think Jeehyun has one somewhere. Can I get you some water while you wait?"

Jungkook steps into the apartment and clears his throat, feeling rather nervous despite being in a space he's grown accustomed to. You miss the way he checks himself in front of the mirror, making sure everything is perfect for the evening and occasionally checking his watch nervously even though time has barely flown by. With you bending over the counters, you also miss the way he's checking you out, certainly staring at the way your legs look underneath the slit of the dress.

"Thank you for the flowers, Koo," you whisper, fluffing out the arrangement after finding a suitable vase and filling it with water. "They're beautiful."

You spend a few moments looking at the flowers, giddiness filling your veins at the thought of showing up to the reunion with the handsomest man on earth. "Ready to go?" you ask, turning to face him and immediately stopping in your tracks. Tilting your chin, you step cautiously towards Jungkook's figure who's currently biting his lower lip and rubbing his neck. "Hey, you okay? You seem nervous?"

"Y-Yeah!" he stammers, though the both of you know how unconvincing he sounds. Letting the seconds tick by, you cross your arms and lean against the nearby counter, waiting for him to open up. His gaze flickers adorably between you and the floor as he finally takes a steadying breath, dropping his hand to the side. "There's one more thing. It's nothing expensive, don't get me wrong, but… I saw this and I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't want you to wear it tonight." Jungkook finishes off his sentence with a soft smile, producing a small teal blue box wrapped in white ribbon from his pocket.

He hands you the box and you shiver when his fingers linger on yours. Gingerly, you unwrap the present to reveal a silver necklace with a dainty 'J' in cursive staring back at you. The past you would've scoffed at the gift, but the lovesick version of you now has to hold on to the tears so you don't ruin your makeup. You take a few deep breaths, trying to keep them at bay, before looking at the box again, gently picking up the necklace to inspect it under the light.

"May I?" Jungkook's voice is soft and he takes the empty box away from you to place it on the counter. You give him the necklace and move your hair upwards so he can clasp the chain around your neck. The heat from his fingertips raises goosebumps across your skin and you press your lips firmly together to avoid moaning, knowing the two of you would be very late if it comes to that.

He turns you around to inspect the necklace that sits nicely on your throat and you can't help the smile that appears suddenly on your face when you see the way his eyes shine brightly.

You can't help turning the soft moment into a mischievous one as you play with the necklace. "I didn't think you'd be the one to collar me, Jeon Jungkook," you whisper seductively, batting your eyelashes at him.

He mirrors your grin with one of his own, eyes suddenly darkening as he steps closer to your body, tipping your chin upwards. "A collar? Nonsense. Like you'd let anyone put a leash on you," he murmurs. "Seriously, don't think of it as a collar, but hey, whatever gets you wet, yeah? Now, come on, we better hurry if we want to even make it to the event."

"What's the alternative?"

"Me, you, fucking on this counter."

"Tempting, but you're right. We should go," you finish with a wink.

Jungkook threads his fingers in yours, pulling it up and kissing the back of your hand, the intensity of his gaze making you weak in the knees instantly. You're the first to break the staring contest, removing your hand from his warmth as you smooth out your dress, a strained smile on your lips as you wonder if you have the time to change into a different set of panties.

---

You didn't have time to change unfortunately and so you fidget uncomfortably as classmates whose names you've long forgotten greeted you warmly, though you know very well that they're dying to know how you ended up with Jungkook behind the initial pleasantries and 'how are you's. You don't have to be blind to see the way their gazes drift from your face to his or at where his hand rests comfortably on your lower back. The attention you're receiving is nice, but the way Jungkook's sneaky fingers trail the expanse of your skin makes you shudder and all you want to do now is to leave the gathering immediately to find somewhere else a bit more… private.

He seems to have caught on to your misery and has tugged you closer to his side on more than one occasion as he talks about the glory days, hands ghosting your ass innocently and even squeezing it at times. You try to plaster a nonchalant smile on your lips, tipping your head back in laughter when your conversation partners do, though your mind is long gone, thinking only of what those fingers can do to you.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook.

After making your rounds and greeting everyone Jungkook seems to know, which is way more than you'd expect, the two of you find your table and he leaves you to find some food. You're able to breathe a little easier, focusing on keeping your naughty thoughts at bay and pulling out your phone instead only to find a text from Jeehyun.

[jee-bee]: having fun? [you]: not particularly [jee-bee]: well if it makes u feel better, tae is at our apt so ull get to crash at kook's tonight [you]: ok [jee-bee]: i know ur excited, at least show it a little

You're so focused on the conversation happening on your phone that you don't notice a stranger pulling out the chair next to you.

"Um, sorry this seat is ta-"

The voice cutting you off with your name is feminine and one that you recognise as the woman plops herself in Jungkook's spot.

Suha.

Your ex-best friend. The one that blamed you for taking Jungkook away from her because she was rejected. The one that then stopped being friends with you to spread rumours behind your back. You remember the day clearly, of Suha grabbing at your hand to pull you into the girl's bathroom after Jungkook rejected her and berated you as she wept. You're still confused about how it all went down, but she made people believe that Jungkook and her were dating and that you had come in between their relationship. Obviously, the rumours immediately stopped when Jungkook denied ever dating Suha in front of everyone and you were left with a semblance of peace throughout the remainder of your high school days.

Your lips form a thin straight line as you regard her, eyes turning into slits as the two of you assess each other. She looks good, the emerald knee-length dress she chose to wear is elegant. You're not sure what to say, the words dying in your throat, so you tilt your chin instead, letting her say something if she so chooses.

"Hi," she starts off, shifting her eyes all over the place before landing on yours. "Umm, long time no talk."

"Yeah," you lean back, casually crossing your legs and placing your hands in front of your chest. "What do you want Suha?"

Suha sighs. If she expected you to be kind, that nicety is long gone ever since she stopped being friends with you over a fucking man. Granted, you are now fucking said man, but that's neither here nor there. Instead of answering, Suha looks at the necklace you got from Jungkook and you immediately cover it up with your hand, a sense of possessiveness taking over you. "So, you and Jungkook, huh?"

"Yeah. We're kind of a thing now, I guess," you shrug, answering noncommittally because you don't actually know how to address your relationship with Jungkook. Sure, you're here as his date and you can surely leave it at that, but you want Suha to know that you're there for a long time and explaining to her that the two of you are 'friends-who-fuck-and-have-tender-moments' seems too complicated whereas 'boyfriend' isn't entirely true. So, you say nothing more as you eye the girl carefully, trying to make heads or tails about what she's thinking.

You expected something witty, maybe a scathing mockery like she once did in the past whenever you walked by. What you didn't expect is for her to bow her head all of a sudden. "I'm sorry for all the shit I put you through in high school. It wasn't cool of me to accuse you of stealing Jungkook when I was the one he rejected. Especially when I started that rumour about you breaking us up when we weren't even dating. What the fuck was I thinking? Anyway, I just wanted to come here to say that. Oh, and there's one other thing…" she trails off before she takes a shuddering breath. "God, this is ridiculous, it's been what? Ten? Eleven years? It doesn't matter because I still feel guilty about it."

Her apology shocks you, but you don't let it show, foot tapping furiously on the ground as you regard her coolly. You don't know what else she has to say, you're sure that there's more than she has to apologise for, but honestly, as you look at the pitiful girl, you realise you no longer care. It's been years since you've thought of her, especially upon meeting Jeehyun in college that you don't need to hear another apology to know that you're ready to move on with your life. Suha sighs and sits back up, eyes on you as she takes your hands in hers. "I was the one that broke your pen in fourth grade. It wasn't Jungkook. I asked him to try and fix it, but I got scared so I ran and lied to you instead. I knew how much that pen meant to you and I let him take the fall. I'm sorry."

You snort as laughter bubbles from within, feeling instantly ridiculous. After months of being with Jungkook and focusing so much on your project, you've actually forgotten how this all started over a single fucking pen. The eventual rift between you and Suha, how much you hated Jungkook at one point, and how grateful you are that the two of you are now together. The power that piece of stationary holds… It's incredible.

"Suha," you giggle, a weight you hadn't realised you've been carrying lifting from your shoulders. "Okay, this is going to sound silly. But, I was mad, like to the point where I couldn't even stand the sight of Jungkook. But like, you're right, it's been eleven years or some shit like that. I'm ready to move on. Don't get me wrong, this doesn't make up for all the shit you pulled in high school, especially the rumours you made about me," you hold up a finger when you notice Suha about to apologise some more, "but I'm willing to move past it if you are."

She closes her mouth with a grimace, wincing at your words. "I really am sorry about that. But hey, you got Jungkook in the end. So, I guess that's my karma for being a shitty friend."

The two of you delve into a somewhat pleasant conversation, discussing how college life has been since the two of you part. With each passing second, you grow more comfortable, forgiving her for everything internally, though you'll never admit it out loud.

"Suha," Jungkook's voice halts the conversation as the two of you look towards him, holding two plates full of food. He has an uncomfortable look about him and if it weren't for his full hands, you know he'd be rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, nice to see you again."

"Yeah," Suha gulps, a blush on her cheeks as she moves to stand up. With a quick nod at you, she bolts, barely whispering a goodbye. You watch her leave towards her own table, a sad smile gracing your lips at the friends you could've been. Well, no use to dwell on the past. You suppose that's a chapter of your life you can close without any hesitancy.

Jungkook doesn't say much when he sits down and slides the plate of food in front of you. From the quirk of his pierced eyebrow, he's curious, yet he waits for you to tell him. This was a part of him that made you so hopelessly in love. Jungkook who started out with his bad boy persona is actually incredibly attentive and sweet, caring even. You've wondered time and time again if he's like this to all his friends, but from his confession last week - yes, the one he thought you didn't hear - you dare to dream that he's only like this with you.

"Suha came to apologise. She's the real person that broke my pen, by the way," you explain, stabbing a piece of broccoli with your fork. Placing it in your mouth, you instantly scrunch your nose in distaste. You and Jeehyun made quick work of the food Jungkook bought last week until your fridge is once again empty and you sigh, already missing the food from Aunt Ji's. Pushing the broccoli to the side, you try out the other food he's set on your plate until you find one that's palatable and finish it off in one go. "I'm sorry about how I acted towards you, Koo, especially all throughout our schooling. It feels ridiculous that I've been carrying this burden for eleven years and it's not even your fault."

Jungkook merely chuckles, shaking his head. "It's literally okay. I didn't take it too personally. I mean, we were kids and it was a big deal back then. I don't blame you. But, hey, maybe it's fate, you know? If we haven't fought and hated one another, I don't think it'll lead us here." There's a twinkle in his eyes that's waiting for your answer.

"I suppose. I guess we should also give credit to Professor Na," you laugh, covering your mouth with the back of your hand. "If you really want to know, I tried my hardest to believe you didn't exist."

"Don't worry, I spent my time avoiding you too because I don't want to be around people that hate me."

"And now?" you quiz, batting your eyelashes playfully at him as you lean closer, the 'j' of your necklace swinging daintily in the space between your bodies.

You see him gulp, his eyes trailing low to your neckline and the deep plunge of your dress before snapping up. "And now," he says shakily, bringing his lips to your cheek to place a chaste kiss, "all I can think of is how bad the food is here and how I want to get you out of that dress as soon as possible."

"Should we get out of here?" you whisper, face flushing at the anticipation.

"Before dancing?"

You nod eagerly, placing your hand on his thigh and squeezing.

"I have a better idea."

---

"This is the worst fucking idea you've ever - ah - had," you whine, gripping Jungkook's dark hair as he licks your sopping cunt with broad strokes of his tongue, sending fresh shivers down your spine. Planting your foot on the table, you moan again when he hums and sucks at your clit in response, grazing his teeth oh so gently on the sensitive nub that has you gushing on his face.

"Careful, you're going to ruin my shirt," he chuckles, gazing up at you with the lower half of his face covered with your slick.

"How about you take it off then? Or better yet, let's just go home."

Jungkook's large hands pries your legs open as you try to close them and he returns to your dripping cunt with renewed vigor, nipping at your folds that causes your vision to turn white.

The two of you happened to find an unlocked and empty classroom and snuck in, locking the doors immediately behind you as you locked your lips in his. The tables in the room have been pushed alongside the walls for the weekend, but Jungkook manages to find a desk away from the door and has the devious plan of making you sit on the edge as he eats you out.

"Come on, just a quick fuck," he promised, but you know by now that 'quick' doesn't always entail the dictionary definition.

The moonlight makes your actions even more scandalous as you feel your high approaching. You grind on his face slightly in an attempt to speed up the process, but it only lands you a firm swat on your thighs and a growl from between your legs.

"Jungkook! Hurry!" you gasp, trying not to squeeze his head with how much effort you're keeping your thighs open for him. The feeling of your rapidly approaching orgasm burns in your stomach, the fire licking at your toes and causing it to curl. Your pants echo in the unlit classroom, with the punctured sounds of your pussy clenching around his lips the accompanying symphony.

"Desperate to be filled already?" he teases, voice low as he stands, unbuckling his pants and letting it pool on the floor. You never get tired of seeing his cock, tip a purple-ish red as a thin sheen of precum coats the length. Under the moonlight, it looks even bigger, the shadows playing tricks on your eyes or maybe Jungkook's just fucking horny and the idea of getting caught turns him on. It's definitely the latter.

With a quick kiss upon your lips, Jungkook hoists you backwards towards the center of the table, angling your legs so they wrap nicely around his waist. He glides his tip over your entrance, teasing you while coating his length with your juices. "Jungkook!" you warn, bucking your hips to stop his teases. "Please!"

"I'm glad to hear that all the time you've spent with me has made you more polite."

"Fuck you."

"...and I spoke too soon," he chuckles, but mercifully, he doesn't make you wait any longer.

After the amount of fucking, you've assumed that your pussy would have gotten used to his girth, but that doesn't seem to be the case because when he bottoms out, you hiss, clamping your lips tightly to avoid moaning out his name and risk a security guard walking in on you.

"Fuck, baby, always so fucking tight for me," Jungkook groans, hands gripping your thighs tightly as he shudders. He doesn't move immediately, letting his thumb circle your clit to help you relax.

You writhe and moan underneath him, the table squeaking against the wooden floor with your shudders. You manage to get a hold of his tie and you tug harshly, pulling him close to your body as he starts to fuck you, the pace gentle and slow. You kiss him sloppily, drool running down the corners of your lips as you whine his name.

One of his hands leaves your thighs to grip the corner of the desk by your head, hips snapping furiously as he quickened his pace. You pity the cleaning crew in the morning, but you have no time to dwell on that thought as Jungkook continues to drill his cock into your gushing cunt, chasing your high while simultaneously searching for his.

"Touch yourself, let me see you cum," he grunts, pulling away from your body to give your fingers room.

You rub at your clit harshly, urging your orgasm along as the squelching noises ring everywhere in the tiny classroom. As your pleasure steadily rises, so does your voice and Jungkook reclaims your lips to stop you from moaning too loud.

"Koo-" you gasp into the kiss, the fire licking at your abdomen burning all throughout your body. Your mind is numb with thoughts of pleasure and your muscles lock under its weight.

"Yeah? Cum for me, baby, come on," he urges, lifting your ass slightly to drill into the velvet walls of your g-spot.

After a few more harsh thrusts, you're left reeling, vision darkening and limbs shaking as you hiss his name, a surprising shred of sanity left in you keeping you quiet. Jungkook's not far behind, thrusting into you at a sloppy pace before he reaches his own high, fingers digging into your skin as he throws his head back and shuts his eyes in bliss.

As you're both catching your breath, you on the table and him leaning by your spent body, you hear noises coming from the gym floor to indicate that the dance has started. Sure enough, the loud booming voice of the MC filters through the thin walls.

"Do you think people will notice?" you ask, worrying your bottom lip.

Jungkook looks at you with amusement. "I sure hope so," he rasps, giving you a wink.

Standing up on sore limbs, you smooth out your dress. "I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up. Wait for me?"

"I'd love to," he smiles, pulling up his pants and striding towards you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as he murmurs. "Keep my cum in you, yeah?"

"What? Fuck no!" you hiss, pushing him square on the chest. But the look he gives you - a mix of wide eyes and a salacious grin - makes you concede anyway and you stomp towards the bathroom embarrassed and eager to please him.

---

You're squirming and people might have noticed, but does Jungkook care? Fuck no. He's swaying his hips and moving to the rhythm of the song, occasionally teasing you by spinning your form towards him when you're trying desperately hard to not let the cum dribble down your thighs. You have sold your soul to a sex god, one so insatiable to boot.

"Come on, dance with me," Jungkook whispers low in your ear, grazing the lobe with his teeth. "What's gotten you so shy all of a sudden?"

"I fucking hate you, Jeon Jungkook," you seethe, embarrasment nipping at your heels. You try to move your body, but with every inch of movement, you feel a telltale drip of something on the gym floor and you turn scarlet. "Can we please go home?"

Jungkook laughs, shaking his head as he pulls you in close. A slow song has started and couples have drifted towards each other, pulled by the magnetic low beats and speaking in hushed whispers. He places your forehead on yours, humming gently to the song. He doesn't try anything too strange, opting to just sway to the rhythm and relishing in the feeling of closeness.

Despite the clamminess between your legs, you dare say that the scene is romantic, akin to the time when he whisked you away to the forest. The love you feel for this man doubles in size as he grins softly at you, kissing your forehead once before claiming your lips. If there's any doubt in your mind before about his affection towards you, it's long gone now.

When the song ends and a more upbeat one starts, he's reluctant to let you go, still dancing closely to the mismatched rhythm. "Let's get out of here." And for once, you couldn't agree more.

---

You didn't notice it at first, but Jungkook's once empty apartment gradually becomes more lively. There's a new plant on the corner of the living room now, books on the coffee table that are solely used for decoration purposes, and he even bought himself a small table in the dining area, a perfect size for the two of you.

"When did you buy all this?"

"Yesterday," he grins sheepishly. "My apartment feels so empty without yo- when it's just me. So, I bought some things to liven the place up."

Without you. That's what he's trying to say, isn't it?

"Okay, I'm beat. Do you mind if I shower first?"

"Yes, of course. Unless you want some help in there?" he teases, taking off his tie and looping it around your neck.

You push Jungkook away with a scoff, though your core burns at the thought. "Perv," you laugh, taking off your heels and placing them on the shoe rack. This time, your heart flutters at the two toothbrushes on his cup and at the identical towels hanging from the rack: one white and one black. Slowly, you're letting yourself into his space and you no longer feel afraid.

Merciful warm water makes your skin sing at the loss of makeup, grime, and sweat. You feel refreshed when you pull your pyjamas over your tired body, the adrenaline from fucking in your school dissipates and you feel a rush because holy shit you're so glad you weren't caught. A quiet chuckle escapes your lips, feeling embarrassed and happy all at the same time. You can't wait to tell Jeehyun about your most recent adventure.

"All yours," you comment, kissing the top of Jungkook's head as you sit next to him on the couch.

"Okay, but we need to talk," he smiles softly. You school your face to neutrality, wondering what it was he wanted to talk about. A billion different thoughts race through your brain, but you hold your panic. Jungkook sighs, oblivious to your increasing distress. "We're presenting the project in a few days… and that means the end of the contract."

Your breathing hitches at the mention of your project. Time has gone considerably too fast for your liking. Sure, the two of you have prepared every possible thing to say, even conferring with Professor Na a few times to run through your presentation, but it doesn't feel real. You're not ready to end things yet. Panic seizes your throat while you search Jungkook's face and your heart drops when you notice how calm he's being.

I love you… and I'm sorry.

Why did he apologise that night? Your blood runs cold when Jungkook's eyes meet yours and you muster a smile, praying that he doesn't notice the pain in your eyes. He whispers your name, oh so gently and before he manages to get another word out… you break.

Jungkook frets, unsure of what to do at the sight of you suddenly in tears in front of him. Hiccups form when you try to breathe, and you fist his crumpled shirt in your hands as the words die in your throat. No, no, no. This can't be the end.

He calls your name again, the same gentle voice that one would use on a frightened animal and you manage to laugh despite your hysteria. Jungkook pulls you closer so you sit on his lap, body thoroughly enveloping yours as he sways you back and forth, his hand coming to cradle your head while the other snakes around your waist. He holds you tightly like that until your breathing evens out, and you wipe the last stray tears on the shoulder of his dress shirt.

"You okay?" he chuckles softly. "That's a huge reaction over me saying your name."

You mumble an affirmative response. Eyes still glassy with tears, but you force yourself to look at him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to- the emotions got the better of me, I guess. You wanted to say something, right? What is it?"

Assuming your nonchalant facade, you let Jungkook hold both your hands and you try to not delude yourself into hope. He takes a staggering breath that almost makes you burst into tears again, but he smiles brilliantly at you. That… has to be a good thing, right?

"I like you," he whispers. And you gape at him, unable to formulate any words. Thankfully, you don't have to because he's already launching off into a speech.

"I've been dying to tell you. I want to rip apart the contract and to just confess to you, but I don't know how you feel. I bought the necklace on a whim and told myself that if you reacted strongly to it, that's how I know it's the right time to confess. If you didn't, then that's okay too. But," he takes a shuddering breath, hands trembling as he grips yours tightly, "I don't want to be friends with benefits anymore. I want to date you. To walk with you in public and to write cheesy facebook posts on each other's walls. I like you. I do."

"People don't use facebook anymore, you know," you mumble dumbly, the words catching in your throat. Why the fuck did you say that? You look away, mind searching through ways to explain to him before it's too late. But, you barely get the words out as you're still chastising yourself at your outburst.

He mistakes your hesitancy for rejection and as though he just touched something hot, he rips his hands away from yours, face falling as he stands. "I thought that maybe you felt the same way. God, I'm sorry, pretend that didn't happen. I'll sleep on the couch tonight. I'll, uhh." He paces across the floor, carding his fingers through his hair.

"Jungkook!" Panic. That's all you feel when you see the way his eyes shine with unshed tears and at the way he's trying to be humorous to save the awkwardness of the situation.

"Look, it's fine, you don't have to force yourself to tell me. I got the memo. Just go to sleep, I'll see you in the mor-"

"Jungkook!" you yell, standing up so abruptly that it shocks him awake, stubbing toe on the coffee table as he whirls around you. As he's wincing over his injury, you pad closer to him, standing so close and glaring in his eyes to make him listen. "Can you please just shut the fuck up for once? You just love the sound of your motherfucking voice, huh? Well, fuck you! I like it too!"

His body stops all movements, breathing stilling as he focuses only on you. "What are you saying?" he whispers.

"I like you too, you asshole," you grin through your tears. "I want to date you too. To hell with the contract and all that shit."

It's with an instant burst of energy that he comes and grabs hold of your body, pulling you into a fervent kiss. He wastes no time to strip his clothes off and helps you out of yours, throwing it away behind him to land in a pile somewhere. He guides you blindly into the bedroom, pushing you on the bed to unbuckle his pants. When he's free, he crawls over you, spreading your legs wordlessly as he reclaims your lips.

When his hot tongue licks the bottom of your lips, you whimper, allowing the appendage in to explore what your mouth has to offer. There's a sense of urgency in his movements, like he needs to feel you now, as though you're a dream and he's about to wake up any moment. You want to tell him to slow down, but you can't, not when his fingers plunge deep into your heat, already making quick work of ruining his bedsheets with your slick. Your back arches as he thumbs your clit, goosebumps form on your skin as he moves to kiss your jaw and your neck.

Jungkook, Jungkook, Jungkook, your mind is filled with only him, each version of the man flickering in your memory. Angry Jungkook that hated you in the beginning, soft Jungkook that lets you play with his hair, romantic Jungkook that stole you away to dance underneath the moonlight and so many other versions of Jungkook that you'll surely come to learn about as the seasons go by. And without the threat of the relationship ending any time soon, you let yourself relax and let go, letting him into your body and into your heart.

There's no need for words when the two of you made love that night, eyes staring deep into one another as twin moans fill the space. Jungkook makes you cum quickly, with slow, deep thrusts into your aching core and kisses that leave you breathless, body pliant as his arms hold you tight.

"Is that good enough for a warm-up round?" he teases, grazing his lips on your nipple as his fingers pinch and roll the other one. With ragged breathing, you only manage to utter half of his name, mind foggy with desire and senses going into overdrive.

"Let's see if you can keep up, huh?" you rasp, finding your voice after a few more languid thrusts.

Jungkook grins devilishly and switches up the pace, pounding you hard into the mattress as his hand leaves imprints on your hips. You grind to match his rhythm, nails digging painfully into his wrists. "Oh, baby," he moans, head tipping upward as he shuts his eyes momentarily. "You're going to fucking cum again, aren't you? Yeah? I can feel your tight little cunt pulsing around me. Fuck, gonna be a good girl and cream on my cock, huh?"

"Jungkook, fuck!"

"Yeah? I'm right here, baby. Let go. Cum for me."

Your second orgasm that night brings tears to your eyes as you hiss his name into the air, your walls clenching so tightly around him that it pulls a ragged moan from his throat. He continues his brutal pace, drilling into you again and again until all you see is stars and all there's left is his name, repeated over and over until you're close to the point of oblivion.

Jungkook's hips finally stutter still and you feel the warmth of his seed painting your walls white. Battered and bruised from all the fucking you've done today, not to mention the rollercoaster of emotions, you barely manage a word out before your eyes drift shut and you feel his strong arms pulling you into an embrace, the covers instantly on your body as he kisses your damp forehead.

"I love you," he murmurs in your ear.

"I love you," he says again softly.

"I love you."

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honoredbastard · 3 years

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I COME BACK WITH THOUGHTS/THEORIES ON ITADORI AND HIS RELATIONS- I THINK.

anyways, so i'll just point this out: i'm not good at speaking my thoughts in an organized manner. i absolutely suck at it, i speak on how my brain brings up the thoughts so i might ramble, get over my head in a thought, etc. i can't control it so i apologize in advance for the jumpiness of the texts. i will spell a lot of things wrong and not everything will be correct, as i read translations and on a manga site. don't worry it's not illegal, i believe.

MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD.

i apologize for my absence! last week or two weeks ago the tower to my computer completely broke and will not turn on. i tried to repair it and follow my fathers instructions but nothing worked. even cleaned off the fan and went through countless nights readjusting things. it's not my cords either so to help me out my father is working extra shifts to get me a new pc. so in the meantime i'll do small posts like these but not full writing/head canons until i have a computer tower lol. a family member was kind enough to allow me to have their phone while we work throughout this issue.

now onto the actual topic:

kenjaku and itadori's relationship. ( family wise ).

for context in the most recent chapter, 160 "colony" kamo shows up in sasaki's home and talks to her about the culling game and a barrier. but that's not the point, the point is as he's guiding her to the barrier inside her "dream" at the end he says "oh right. i almost forgot to tell you. thank you for getting along with my son." and then she is awakened inside the barrier, in her pajamas beside iguchi. when sasaki and iguchi look at the barrier and gather themselves they bring up kamo.

sasaki asked iguchi if he mentioned his son and he says no. this leaves sasaki in a state of confusion when itadori flashes in her mind. she says his name aloud like she finally connected the dots. now. why am i bringing up this whole kenjaku thanking sasaki for being his "son"'s friend. it throws me off because why didn't he thank iguchi?

did he not think iguchi meant their friendship? because sasaki was the one uninjured and still counted itadori as a friend? does iguchi not consider itadori as a friend anymore?

because we haven't seen these two at all since the incident. that raised many questions in me. as well "how can itadori be related to kamo?" and itadori is related to choso.

because kamo's technique is explained ( vaguely. we are aware he can create barriers, take over bodies, and has incredible cursed tools. chapter 134. this is also where choso makes his connection ( i believe. ) to itadori yuji as his brother. but because we saw this with todo many thought itadori just had another unconsious technique that allows the person who is hit create false memories and believe of a completely made up relationship with itadori without his knowledge. but alas, i was wrong. ) and we're given more hints shown than told ( imo ) i tried my best to make sense out of the situation and what he said. i think my conclusions are pretty solid, so continuing on.

we're given very little history on itadori, his past, and family. at the start of the manga we know that itadori's only family he knows is his grandfather and that he is ill in the hospital. at the very very beginning we learn that itadori is your average cute, fluffy, laid back but strong and goofy protagonist. in smaller words: itadori is kirby but even cuter and dumber.

my first impressions of him is a pineapple. if you're confused to this saying: it's calling a person prickly on the outside but sweet on the inside. and this is true, itadori's grandfather seems prickly and cold on the outside but he genuinely cares for itadori.

he raised itadori for all we know and did that with his all in assumption. but this ends up backfiring onto itadori, because he cares so much for his grandson - he ends up leaving a " curse " on yuji.

help people. save them.

itadori takes this to heart as his grandfathers speech is his last one. when he looks over to his grandfather the man is dead and now yuji is left alone. then the following events occur.

at this point in time i assumed itadori was an orphan ( he technically is if we're connecting the dots. his parents has not been shown, he doesn't speak of them, they aren't in the picture. we can conclude either they disowned itadori or died before he could make complete memories of them. )

but when we are shown in chapter 143 itadori's parents we see this "woman" jin ( yuji's father ) and his grandfather talking about has the same scar pattern. this scar pattern is either stitching ( assuming that is how kamo keeps the top of the opened skull from coming off. this is also how kamo revealed his cursed technique / body of sorts ( the brain, assuming that is kenjaku in his cursed technique and not the body / puppet he is controlling " getou suguru " ) to gojou. )

this is the only way i find kamo being able to assign itadori as his son. why is that you might be asking this dumbass here.

we do not have the full story, exact date, location, and full context of the memory/dream itadori is having. this cannot be fake either because kamo would than have no reason to call itadori his son. or is there? anyways.

take a leap of faith with me. imagine that before itadori is born ( he seems no more than a few weeks or days old in this memory. hence why i am thinking my conclusion is pretty solid in theory. but yknow gege, there might be something different. ) anywhooo.

TW. D3ATH/IMPLYING ANTI LIFE ATTEMPT

kamo had to have taken over yuji's mothers body after an accident OR after she gave birth to yuji. his grandfather is interrupted by her before he can finish his sentence but it seems to be leading to the conclusion that either kaori ( yuji's mother ) died while giving birth to yuji or kaori could not conceive and tried to take her own life or cause an accident that would take her life. ( i read a fan translation for this part but im pretty sure i also read the official translation today too and it added up to the same. )

i believe in the first idea, but since kamo's cursed technique wasn't explained in detail i don't know the conditions of his body technique. does the original host of the body have to be dead? can he regenerate body limbs ( i highly doubt. getou lost an arm during his fight with yuta. overconfident dick. reminding me of an ex ANTWAYS. i forgive him for being overconfident smooch. he learned. OFF TOPIC but continuing on i promise.

this is being continued from the cut off point. i'm so upset so it'll just be summarized. i can't believe this shit lol i took three hours just to finish it for it to literally cut off the bottom half.

continuing on in a sadge mood. kamo must not have the complete ability to take over a body. after all getou took his only arm he had as he was dying and choked his own body to his full ability. getou was willing to die ( possibly, you never know he could be alive if he killed his own body. moving on. ) just to have the chance to save his friend from being swallowed by a damn box.

so there has to be a chance that kamo cannot fully take over the previous persons complete consious and memory of their body. if getou still had his other arm after losing the fight to yuta, he could've choked kamo with both arms. in theory kamo wouldn't be able to control the right arm and die to the previous host choking him to death.

so why wouldn't the other hosts do it? after all, kamo did say it was his first time experiencing such a thing. assuming kamo has lived throughout many bodies in his 150+ lifespan none of the previous hosts could take control of their body.

i believe getou was completely influenced by gojou and his six eyes. there is no way gojou would even try to speak out to his friend unless he had an inkling or saw getou still in there. helpless and without the ability to save himself from the cage he's in.

being used and puppeteered in his own body by an external force. laughing in the world he could not. putting getou into a constant misery and defeat that he couldn't escape his hell. the one he tried so hard to fight and get out of. even if it was the wrong path.

gojou was the last person to witness getou dying. he had to watch getou bleed out after their conversation because he couldn't bring himself to kill his friend. the one he spent his whole jujutsu student life with. so for gojou to say such a thing to getou despite all that he did had to break getou out of his misery and give him that small sliver of hope that he could do something. of course he failed, but i doubt that's going to be the end of that.

the only way i see kamo being related to yuji is if he took over kaori's body before the pregnancy. assuming that when kamo takes over a body he becomes one with said body and is that person for however long he lives in said body. my only thing is, can he take over a persons body whilst they are alive? i would go more in depth like i did the last time but i am extremely upset about my work being erased so that's the end of this part.

thank you for reading! i have one more thing for you though.

the last time we see sukuna in a manga page after the shibuya incident is where he is on his throne and in his domain. this is after yuji is stabbed by yuta and is presumed "dead" at the time. he seems to be interested in yuta and i can think of 2-3 things. I would love to hear your theories too so don't be afraid to barge into my dms like the koolaid man.

A - sukuna is interested in Yuta because of his ability to use the reverse healing technique ( only a few sorcerers know this. sukuna being the first. shoko being the second one to be told that she has this power and then gojou. ) because of this he sees potential in yuta as well or has added this boy into his plans. after all, there is very few that can make sukuna make an expression that isn't an RBF. aka megumi and possibly gojou. I was looking at the page of him stabbing yuji and noticed we only see the entry point of where the blade enters. it's smaller because some got chunked off so its a possibility yuta used this to his advantage when "killing" yuji and instead hit an artery that could kill him but quickly healed him afterwards. or just his heart. the ideas.

B. Rika, Yuta is able to completely control Rika as shown. Even though he claims he is on the weak side, these two combined seem like an unstoppable force. He may be interested in Rika as she is a curse that has been put on someone that can fully control it. Not many people is shown to be able to control their curse. As we haven't met many.

this was enti and that's the last of my post! thank you for reading and it was a fun one. even though i had to restore this shit. anyways, i'd love you to add or fix up my ideas and tell me your thoughts and opinions! Thanks a bunch!

^ this is for pure humor

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eternally-writing · 3 years

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still into you | kth

genre: angst and fluff

rating: PG

pairing: Taehyung x reader

Theme: idol!au, ex-boyfriend!au, idol!reader , one-shot

word count: 2.0k

warnings: none

summary: Seeing your ex-boyfriend, Taehyung, in the crowd as you perform brings an onslaught of emotions.

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Feeling the lights of Seoul Olympic Stadium shine onto you, you couldn’t help but feel that you’d finally accomplished your dreams.

Winning a daesang, performing at the MAMA’s, what more could a girl ask for? Anyone would be lucky to have a fraction of the success that you have had and you definitely felt grateful. However, you couldn’t shake the sense of longing as you looked out into the crowd. Especially as you saw his face.

Continuing to sing, you couldn’t help but reminiscence as you sang the lyrics you write about him.

I should be over all the butterflies but I'm into you

You could still remember the way it felt to have his arms wrapped around you. The way he’d wake you up with forehead kisses and beg for you to stay in bed with him the whole day. The way he’d sing for you by the waterfront with the moon as the only witness to your love.

And even baby our worst nights, I'm into you

Then you remembered the fights. The way he’d storm out of your apartment at 2am going to god knows where. The way he’d leave you broken and alone, sobbing on your kitchen floor. The way he’d make you cry for days on end.

Let 'em wonder how we got this far, 'Cause I don't really need to wonder at all

The 3 years you spent with him seemed to pass by in an instant as you replay all your memories. The way you acted like a shy schoolgirl when you first met him. The way he used to surprise you with flowers and call you my “forever”. But then things changed. You don’t know how, or why. But the sweet texts started to dwindle, the arguments started to get bigger. Things got out of hand.

Yeah, after all this time I'm still into you

He was your first love. You don’t think you’ll ever forget him. You hope he’ll never forget you.

You only hoped that all those emotions came across as you locked eyes with him in the crowd. The whole performance seemed like a blur as the memories flooded through your system, you almost couldn’t believe that it had flown by so fast. The cathartic experience of being able to belt those lyrics out not only to the world, but to him, made it feel like a weight had been lifted off your chest.

The song soon came to an end and you could hear the roaring crowd giving you a standing ovation on all sides. There was only one person’s reaction that you truly cared about though.

Taehyung was right there at a table by the front of the stage, looking you in the eyes and clapping while a soft smile graced his face. You wondered if he was feeling all those memories that you felt too.

-♡-

As the hustle and bustle of the awards show died down, the adrenaline was still pumping through your veins as you were with your team preparing to go home. Whispering a quick message to your manager, you left to quickly run to the bathroom.

People usually fled from awards shows as fast as they could, so it was no surprise that the hallway was completely empty, the only sounds you could hear being the cheers of fans lingering outside the venue and some idols doing interviews.

Until you could also hear him. He came out of a room like a surprising gust of wind, blowing himself right into your path.

Coming face to face with him made your breath get caught in your chest.

“Y/N,” he spoke softly, as if he was afraid his words would shatter you.

“hi, taehyung”

You don’t know what you expected when you thought of meeting Taehyung here. You didn’t even know how he’d felt about you since you broke up. For all you know, he could hate you.

You and Taehyung made a point to only talk about pleasantries and regular things : the weather, JYP’s risque performance today (it made you both the tiniest bit uncomfortable), and the rest of the awards show. But soon, the small-take came to an end, and neither of you seemed willing to deal with the elephant in the room. Feeling the conversation come to a natural end, you didn’t know how or what to make of anything. Taking one last gaze at Taehyung, as if trying to keep a mental photo of him that you could treasure forever, you said what you thought would be your last words to him.

“Goodbye, Taehyung.”

It was stupid really. There was another awards show next week and you’re sure that even if you used every bone in your body to try and keep yourself away from him, fate would probably find a way to make you meet. But with the performance today, the look you shared, something felt final. Something felt like goodbye.

Turning around, you continued on your route back to your dressing room. Not hearing Taehyung’s footsteps moving the other way, you couldn’t stop yourself from taking yourself

What you didn’t know was that Taehyung’s internal monologue was begging him to say something to you. He had almost let you slip away without saying anything, but now that he had an opportunity since you had turned around again he couldn’t stop the words from pouring out of his mouth.

“I’m still into you,” he professed almost breathlessly, as if the confession took the wind out of him.

You froze in your place. There’s no way he said what he thought you did… right? You couldn’t stop your jaw from slightly dropping open.

“What did you just say?” you said, with an air of franticness but also hesitancy in your voice.

“I’m the one that the song “still into you” is about, right?”

Right. That definitely made much more sense than what you thought he said.

“Uh, yeah” you said as you cleared your throat - “so I guess I should say thank you for the Billboard #1 or something,” You tried to muster up a laugh to clear the awkwardness with the joke, but you don’t think it worked very well.

Taehyung looked at you sheepishly.

“I know how much of a dream that was for you, so I’m happy for you. You deserve it.” he professed, failing to hide his pride in your accomplishments.

It was good to know that he still remembered all those little moments you all shared together. It was funny, there was a time where you and Taehyung were lying in bed, talking about your dreams and he said that he would walk all the way from Seoul to Busan to get a Billboard #1 for you. I guess in a way, he did help get you that #1.

You felt a pang of longing as you looked at him across from you. Although you and Taehyung were physically the closest that you had been in months, you couldn’t help but feel farther than ever from him.

Your phone dinging brought you back to the fact that you should be with your manager giving interviews right now.

As you turned away from him, continuing back to your initial trek back to your dressing room, you heard him speak one more time.

“Are you- “

He took an audibly deep breath.

“Are you still into me, Y/N?”

It seemed like time stopped for the two of you. The sounds of the backstage had faded into nothingness and all you could hear was the sound of your pounding heart and Taehyung's laboured breaths. Taehyung truly was asking the million dollar question . You had imagined this scenario so many times, but you had not managed to prepare yourself for what this moment would feel like.

Turning around, you began to speak.

“Yknow Tae, I thought for the longest time that I was. It took me a really long time to think about this, to figure this all out. When we first broke up I didn’t even understand why it was happening. But now I see it all, I think.”

You paused to collect yourself and look him deep in his eyes.

“So no, Kim Taehyung, I’m not into you anymore. But thank you for everything you taught me, and I’ll cherish the memories we had together forever.”

Taehyung nodded in understanding. You could see the gears turning in his head and you don’t blame him - this whole interaction was a lot of process.

“I get it, I think. I don’t know what we both would be like if we were still together, but I’m so proud of the person that you’ve become and I’m really happy for both of us. I know things between us are different and will never be the same, but I’m always going to be your fan.”

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face. No matter what happened between you and Taehyung, his opinion still meant the world to you.

Grinning responsively, Taehyung continued.

“This doesn’t have to end here yknow, with whatever we are. I get that we’re not meant to be Y/N, but I’d like for us to be friends if that’s possible.” spoke Taehyung meekly, feeling shy at the admission of his request.

What Taehyung was asking for was a lot. Welcoming him back into your life seemed like a very scary situation. You didn’t know what to expect. The whole time Taehyung and you were dating, he felt like your best friend, but you’d never actually been just best friends with him. Was that even possible? Before making any choices, you left Taehyung carry on.

“Plus, the boys miss your tuna kimbap. I’ve tried copying your recipe but they yell at me for messing this up every time.”

You feigned a look of shock.

“I see your ulterior motives right now, Tae. This was all about kimbap?” you accused with a fake look of judgement.

For a second there you saw Taehyung’s face tighten up with shock and anxiety.

“No I-. Like-, Um, I just-”

“Tae, I’m joking with you. Chill out”

Taeyhung’s melodic laughter (which you desperately missed) rang through the hallway. It felt good for both of you to be joking around like this, and you almost swore the room got brighter as the tension between you two cleared.

Giving your manager a quick text to tell her you weren’t doing any more interviews tonight, you had snuck away in Taehyung’s car to drive the boys’ dorm, making a quick stop for groceries on the way.

The cheers that you heard as the boys saw you walk through that joy made your heart swell with joy. No matter what happened with you and Taehyung romantically, you knew that these seven boys were like a family to you. And families fight, families argue, and families disagree, but above all, families are always there for each other. And watching all the boys’ faces stuffed with your tuna kimbap, laughter and conversation freely flowing across the table, there was no place you’d rather be.

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If you liked what you read, please interact/follow! Thank you for reading♡

- Emily

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robinrequiems · 3 years

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mmm more clishes.... Idk reverse background or personality kind of au? :/

ill do you one better 1 of my favorite mutual, reverse & personality au, they’re the same age bc I have a tiny idea *shy hands*

this is uh. a really long one thay started to lag my phone too

• oh god guys I got vivid memories of ra’s being a good grandfather and I can’t get it out of my head

• i hate it ur honor

• but ok. krypton didn’t get blown up, instead, they all migrated to earth, more specifically kansas.

• the kryptonians are angry and enraged, they are treated as if they are monsters when they arrived peacefully. they tried to kill them.

• so in return, the aliens killed the humans.

• they created a secret underground. that secret underground is to help aliens or meta humans and kill humans.

• all of them hated aliens and sought to destroy them. until kal el found a reporter trying to help aliens who were injured due to an explosion the government did to take out one of their bases.

• kal el.. fell in love with her. lois lane, she is an reporter fighting for alien rights.

• he met with her. in secret. and they.. had formed a connection. an amazing one.

• and then they had a baby.

• at the alien base, but.. she was human and people did not like that. so they wiped her mind and made her believe that they never had a kid. like the last few months.. wasnt real. she had gone missing those months since the aliens didn’t want her trying to hide the baby, they made her believe the last few months was spent in a coma and kal had found her and taken her to a hospital.

• he couldn’t see her anymore. he mourned for her lost presence, but they would have killed her if she stayed.

• but now they had precious jon el. he would be the highlight of their cause.

• they noticed his powers came in faster than kal’s, so they perfected his powers.

• he was going to bring humanity down on order of his grandfather, jor el

• kal saw his son break slowly. loses that childhood innocence that kal tried to maintain.

• his sons amazing bright blue eyes dulling, loses the spark that he cherished.

• kal was going to get him out of there, try to refuge the remaining childhood he had. even if it killed him.

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• damian wayne! the bright bubbly and prodigal son of bruce and talia wayne ( b & t are married, suck my— ). the press loved him, he was just.. him. he was the baby and was cute, the cutest ever

• he was an expert in martial arts due to the training his grandfather, father, mother, & so much more gave him

• ra’s owns a farm. he’s.. sorry all i get is farm ra’s vibes due to.. something:) think endgame thanos, yk?

• he was the baby robin, one that you never messed with due to the herd of heroes who would come save him

—

• kalel left jon with Lois, a brief note explaining the current situation

• it was weird, jon was ten and was meeting lois for the first time

“Hi, honey.. I’m lois.”

“I know.. Dad told me about you.”

“Oh.. right. What do you want for dinner?”

“I’m not hungry.”

“You have to eat.”

“No! I’m not hungry!”

• an explosive, superpower alien. Lois is way out of her head.

• he had outbursts, a lot of them. it was hard, really hard for Lois; she took some time off from the planet and focused on jon

• he broke a lot of stuff. he sometimes could not control his strength, but she was working with him

• but then one night he ran away, or flew away. he felt remorse for making Lois cry. she saw this as a win, but she lost her kid

• but then a little robin found him

“Um. Are you okay?”

“Huh-what- what do you want? Why are you talking to me?”

“Because you look sad? Yknow - hugs make people feel better. My ahki ( brother ) hugs me when I’m upset and it makes me feel better.”

“Don’t touch me.”

*Damian walked to him, smiling softly* “cmon, i won’t hurt you, silly. I’m robin.”

“A bird?”

“Haha- no, a vigilante- i sorta snuck out. My family can be a bit overbearing- and I sorta embarrassed myself at this theater thing.. some person—“

“Did I ask?”

“No.. sorry.”

“Hey— what are you doing - !”

“Hugging you.”

Jon won’t admit that he likes it, it’s different and weird, like this traffic cone in front of him. Jon pushed him off though, making himself stumble and fall on his ass.

“Ow..”

“Don’t touch me.” With rhat, Jon flew off into the night. Damian didn’t know who this boy was. But he intended on finding out. Even if it killed him. ( maybe not that extreme, but- )

• look damian was smart, right? smarter than average, and smarter than everyone in his school. teachers included ( ha ha )

• so he had to find this boy! so he started looking into aliens. until his family put an end to it

“Damian, this is dangerous.”

“But baba ( dad )”

“No. Go to your room.”

“Ugh!”

• he did slam his door shut if you were wondering

• he will find the mysterious alien boy, okay? he will!

• his brothers teased him and said he had a crush

• no he didn’t! the boy was really mean, he pushed damian- why would he do that? whatta jerk!

• but damian did find him again when he ventured off to metropolis to visit an old friend, colin.

“Alien boy!”

“That’s not my name, bird boy.”

“And that’s not mine. You didn’t tell me yours!”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“It’s safer for you.”

“I can defend myself. You sound so silly, please tell me your name?”

“No.”

“‘Least the first initial?”

“Fine. J.”

“J it is.”

“Yours?”

“Wha- what? I told you my code named.”

“It’s only fair.”

“.. Okay. D.”

“D. Okay.”

• damian talked to him for a bit before jon did fly off when damian was talking about the stars, damian knew he was getting closer to him

• but he got grounded. whoops. he wasn’t supposed to go out

“Give me your phone, Damian.”

“What if I go out? I need a phone, baba.”

“I.. Your computer”

“School work.”

“Switch.”

“What! No- but-!”

“Damian.”

• yeah damian was very mad, but what made him madder was that apparently, his family was listening to the secret conversations between J and him. but d didn’t know that yet..

• his family needed to track down J, they didn’t care if people were aliens, the JL had aliens.. but they had no idea who this boy was, and the way damian was looking into the underground alien sanctuary, that worried rhem. Damian was smart and cunning, but he is able to portray an innocent persona, they all had the habit of undermining his intellect, so if damian began looking into this, it was for a reason

—

• jon found that D rambled. A lot. Even when jon didn’t respond. Jon doesn’t even know how D always found where he was. It’s so weird.

• but Lois noticed a change in jon.. he was. calmer. she didn’t know how, but when he went out, he came back calmer.

“I have to go to Gotham for a gala hosted by Bruce Wayne, would you.. like to come?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I’d like you to, but you don’t have to.”

“.. Fine.”

—

• lois walked to bruce with Jon in tow.

• “bruce.” “Lois, looking lovely as always.. who is this?” “Jon, my son. Say hi, Jon.” “Hi..” “He can hang around one of my sons— Damian, if you want? I’m sure him and his friends would love to have Jon around.” “What do you say Jon? Would you like that?” “Not really..” “I assume you, Damian doesn’t bite. Not anymore. And he’s pretty accepting.” “.. Fine.”

• damian was called over by his father and he did a double take. J. Was here. In front of him. Damian just internally shrugged and held a hand out, “Hi! I’m Damian! Wanna go play with my friends! there’s a game room so we don’t have to be with the gross adults.. you can also just.. sit there. My friends are pretty.. Loud?” “Okay.”

• jon had to take his hand back from damian since damian began eagerly tugging him.

“Damian seems to be accepting him pretty easily.” “I hope they can be friends, Jon.. doesn’t have any. I have only recently got him from his.. father.” “Odd, does he go to school?” “No, not yet, I’m still trying to get him adjusted.” “Ah.. Damian goes to West-Reeves. Maybe he could go there?” “That private school? Bruce.. I cannot afford that- not all of us are millionaires.” “Mhm.. I could pay.” “I can’t let you do that.” “He could get a scholarship.” “In what?” “Academics or athletics.” “Ill.. Talk to him about it. “ “well, ms lane, I just go talk with potential partners, I’ll see you later.”

—

• j got accepted into west reeves under a athletic thingy.

• that was cool. they became best friends!

• sorta

• flashforward 5 years to 15, their dynamic only grew. Damian told Jon his identity, jon didn’t become a hero, but did learn how to stitch damian up because tje idiot showed up bleeding a lot.

• everything was going great

On the phone, Damian: J! J! Guess what’

J: you’re so loud, D, what?

D: I got the lead! In the play!

J: no fucking way?

D: way!

J: Good j—— *crash*

D: J-?

D: J- Jonathan?

D: oh no.

• the call was ended abruptly. Jon always finished his sentences. Something was wrong. Something was really wrong.

• so damian called Lois quickly and ran downstairs to the batcave, lois wasn’t picking up either, she normally always picked up or at least sent a text. She did neither

“Baba!”

“Damian? You should be asleep.”

“Something’s wrong! Somethings really wrong!”

“Jon and Lois- Jon- I heard a crash- and- and”

“Habibi.”

“Mama?”

“Breathe; tell me what’s wrong.”

“I was on a call with Jon.. I told him about the play since I wanted him to go and stuff. Then I heard a crash. And then the line went dead. I’m scared— what if something happened!”

“Let’s not jump to conclusions, what happened with Lois?”

“She didn’t pick up the phone— she normally does! Or she texts me and says she will call back!”

“Maybe she is asleep.”

“No! You need to believe me!”

“Damian, calm down, I do, we will go to see if they’re okay, you get back to bed.”

“No. I’m coming with.”

“No you arent.”

“But!”

“Listen to your father.”

• okay fine. He’ll listen, damian went back up to his room for half an hour before calling his friends to do a rescue mission. He had an extra suit in his room, he can do this.

• with his team, it consisted of shazam, abuse, nobody, and green lantern, himself too, of course.

• captain marvel picked him up once he was ready and they met up with the other 3.

Maya: you said he’s in trouble?

Dami: Yes.

Colin: than let’s go save him!

• they went and saved the bestie, nearly got killed too

• oh and now damians sorta probably grounded when batman shows up 🤡

J:You came for me..?

D:We all did.. why are you so surprised?

J: * wraps his arms around damian * thank you

D: i- yeah.. anytime. what’re friends for?

• friends. Jon liked that. Jon also liked the way Damian’s cheeks went red when jon hugged him

• jon knew he chuckled before Damian’s arms wrapped around him. hard. Damian was a hard hugger

• jon became a superhero at 16. Damian had even more of a reason to sneak into his window every night now! Lois had began thinking the two were dating

D: Us? Dating? Please! He is way too good for me!

L: awwww, gosh, how haven’t you been swept off your feet yet?

J: he has, but he has rejected them all

D: what can I say? I’m a gay theater kid ( this is a /j i promise a big big joke ) so they gotta be dramatic enough to put up with me, AND they need to do something big and bold to actually catch my eye

L: *laughs* take notes, jon

J: mom!

• jon has gone to a few of Damian’s plays and to dress rehearsals

• he was also there to watch damian wreck a car during his drivers test

D: there was a fricking squirrel there, J!

J: are you sure? maybe you’re just a shitty driver?

D: you’re a shitty driver!

J: cmon don’t pout

D: ‘m not!

• he was pouting. oopsie. jon did get him ice cream after

• jon goes by abnormal, because he’s an alien and because I don’t have any other ideas

J: this girl asked me out

M: oh? who! tell us!

D: ..what?

J: yeah, in my physics class

T: ooh! get it, jonno

M: give us a name, coward!

J: her name is Charlotte— but she goes by charlie. she’s.. different. red head. pretty freckles—

M: pretty freckles? does Jonny have a crush?! Oh my gosh, our sons growing up, Tai!

T: im about to start sobbing

J: fuck offff— D?

D: huh?

J: you’re being quiet, you plotting??

D: uh. yeah! duh- *he nudged jons shoulder with his, forcing a grin* figuring out ways to embarrass you in front of your girlfriend.

J: sucha brat- * jon ended up putting Damian into a playfully chokehold *

• damian just played along. he just smiled and watched as jon began walking with her instead of their friend group

M: hey- kid- you alright?

D: I’m onto a year younger than you Maya.

M: tou didn’t answer the question

D: I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be? You’re silly.

• tai ended up pulling him aside

T: when are you going to tell him?

D: how am I supposed to when he basically has a girlfriend now?

T: are you just gonna sit there and pine all day??

D: yes, thank you for understanding

• he’s a stubborn little shit and will absolutely not confess, his best friend is happy, who is he to ruin that?

T: he’s totally jealous.

J: so- do you- do you think it’ll work? That he’ll be surprised?

T: totally

J: thank you for lending me your girlfriend, Maya

M: anytime- not literally- you aren’t having her again

• this was all a trick, sorry, d.. jon does like you

• ( hope you all saw that foreshadowing earlier :) )

• damian needed big and dramatic. jon was gonna do that. even if he was uh. sorta aloof and shy.

• he learned how to sing and play the guitar for Damian. maya and tai were gonna scatter flower petals onto the floor for Damian to follow ( they will tell him too too )

• the whole school will probably watch as Damian finally gets a big dramatic proposal

• damian will love it

M: just follow the petals!

D: I’m confused

M: trust us

• damian did and followed the petals and low and behold, jon kent with a guitar and small smile

D: j-jon?

J: hey. I wrote you a song

D: no you didn’t

J: shut up and listen dumbass

*after that amazing song of how Jon asked damian out to homecoming*

D: that was amazing

J: dramatic enough for you?

D: YES! ( damian went and sprinted to jon, hugging him so tightly before leaning in to kiss him ) we are boyfriends now right

J: yeah, idiot

D: ur the idiot

• I can’t add anymore because myphones really laggy, I hope you enjot

#cliche asks #jondami #damijon #personality swap #Damian wayne #Jon kent #background swap

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I had a lot of interesting experiences as a kid. Actually I want to bring this up real fast, because I feel like it's important. I want to...uh, I just want to apologize legitimately to anybody who felt uncomfortable in the-the story of the last Taryon episode and the reveal there. And I apologize if, you know, if that hit too close to home, if that was not the representation of your story that you wanted to see, and, uhm...I understand that it made a lot of people feel uncomfortable and I'm--I'm sorry, I'm legitimately sorry. Um, I put a post about it on Twitter, but, you know, text is easy to be misconstrued and you only have so much brainspace to put out there. Um, and I'm sure I've been torn apart on the internet, and that's fine. I-I-I--admit that. However, I do wanna say that I-I think that it's an important story to tell from what we understand of it. And when I say "what we understand of it", y'know, we all come from different backgrounds, and--this is gonna be a little real here for a second. Um. Y'know...we have our experiences to come from when it comes to story. Um, we as actors, we--we write and we only create from experience. And, um, Exandria is very much an open, uhhh, environment, for the most part. People are...you know, sexuality is--is just an open thing in society. There are couples of all different walks of life: asexual, uh, yknow, trans, nonbinary, gay, bi, everything, and it's all just kind of open in the world. Is the world free of ignorance? No. That--that's part of...life, and that's part of the story, because...you know. People are flawed, people are stupid. It's minimized in my world because I like to imagine a world where it is largely minimized, but that doesn't mean it's not gonna exist. Um...and what little bit of story, of Tary's story we've touched on, a lot of it improvised by Sam on the spot, and a lot we've talked about it since then and we developed a little beforehand to an extent, I think is an important story to tell. Um, and parts of it resonate. Uh, I've had people concerned that we were making fun of his kind of awakening, or, or, his coming to terms with his venture in the last episode, and I--I can honestly say if that--if it came across that way I'm sorry. That is not the case. We are--we're very very sensitive to these things and many of us have lived very close to or dealt with homophobia on our end as well. You know, I grew up a very androgynous, long haired, y'know, pretty boy who was quiet. Um. And God knows I spent a number of years of my youth being called f*ggot and being pushed around and you know I--you know I have a lot of very, very important people in my life, uh...who have dealt with far worse and have, you know, undergone a lot of terrible circumstances. And I--I. I feel for that a lot. And....you know like, my uncle Ted, for instance. Um, one of the most impactful people in my life, probably, at a young age. He was my--my dad's brother. He introduced me to musical theater, he introduced me to Andrew Lloyd Webber's Phantom of the Opera. He--we used to play piano and sing songs on the piano and stuff, and he's--he's such a wonderful person. And as a kid I--I loved him, he was my favorite, uh. You know, relative on that side of the family. He also dealt with the difficulty of being married and having a child with his wife and then one day coming to terms with the fact that he was gay. And it--it. You know, it sundered a lot of--of that part of the family at the time, and, yknow, it was very hard to--to be in parts of the family that didn't understand that. And even as a kid I knew what was wrong, and what felt wrong, and what was being said. And. You know. And then get--and. I. Hm. I then had to watch him...you know, waste away over the years because...he caught HIV and then AIDS, and...at a time when it was very prominent, in the late 80s and early 90s. And then...you know, through the 90s, in-in a lot of ways was very hard for people of alternative sexualities because we didn't have communities. Uh, we didn't have the internet, we didn't have tumblr, we didn't have facebook. There weren't places you could go to feel safe, um, if your lifestyle was expected to be, uh, not the norm, or not accepted. And so I had a lot of friends and a lot of people that had to just suffer inside and had nowhere to talk, and occasionally meet somebody, uh, or find somebody who was comfortable enough to be out and proud. And then it was--permission was given, but even that was...met with a lot of difficulty. And so, like...it's...I'm glad we live in a world now, by comparison, where things are much more, uh...respected. And it's still a fight. God, it's still a fight. There's still so much to be done and it's still so much bullshit and so much disrespect and lack of empathy for people who just wanna be happy. And that bothers me on a deep level and I feel really hard. Um...but...I know that part of Tary's tale may not be the representation that some people hoped for in media. Um, but I've tried my best to represent other, happier lives and things where that was an open and a viable circumstance. Um. Tary's is important for people that grew up like maybe a lot of my friends did and didn't have that open, welcoming scenario. And, uh...I can't believe I'm doing this on the internet. Um. Um. Anyway. Uhh. I'm sorry. I'm doing the best I can. And, uh...not all stories are going to be for everybody, we can't please everybody with all the choices we make and I mess up and I fail and I stumble. And even if a few people get offended, I can't help but feel bad because I hate hurting people and I promise I'm doing my best. That's all. Uh. You know. Uh. When I said Tary's experience, uh...his scenario at the end of the last episode with, uh. With Trish, reminded me of a lot of friends growing up, you know. You know, every--every person has a point in life where they struggle with their own identity, and I had that too. I identify as heterosexual but I've had my years of curiosity, I've had my years of trying to figure out what it was, who I was. And uh, you know. Yeah, I myself am primarily attracted to women, but, you know, I--there are men that I've also found attractive in life, mostly about the person, the individual. And, uh. You know. Sometimes it--it takes an experience like what Tary had to finally feel confident in that. And not in a judgmental way. His was a little more comical because it's Sam and we wanna up the uncomf--the discomfort of a sequence sometimes with humor to offset to offset it, but. We try and treat it with respect because a lot of it plays to elements of our own lives or people that are close to us. Um, and so Tary's journey is--is in some ways still a personal one. For myself and other people in some ways. So just--you know. We're trying.

Matthew Mercer, Fireside Q & A with Matt Mercer on Talks Machina

#matthew mercer #taryon darrington #vox machina #critical role #talks machina #i'm not a professional but it felt safer to just quote him verbatim #hence the stuttering #apologies if i should not have done that

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soultronica · 3 years

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So i wrote a ficlet about my kidlaw-got-married-and-divorced-young AU. As said in the notes i do like to headcanon that they get back together in this verse, but much much later, when they’re well in their forties. Partly because i love getting back together stories, partly because i like the idea of amicable divorce to the point that you can stay in each other’s orbit for that long, partly because I like the idea of growing into each other’s perfect person after some time, as the result of a life lived.

Anyway no way i could condense /that/ into a ficlet so here are headcanons about 45yo!kidlaw (getting back together after having been very briefly married in their twenties)

> 45yo!kid is a leather dad but tbf he’s always dressed that way

> 45yo!law is also a leather dad but he aged into it and refuses to admit he might’ve been influenced by kid’s style

> kid’s the type of guy who’d normally have a beard, unfortunately he still can’t grow one

> neither has ever had difficulty getting laid but law was considered the hot one when they were younger whereas kid is particularly popular now, especially with younger gays

> law knows this and is very petty about it

> (kid once dated guy who was like, 26yo, for a couple months and law still talks about that time he was “dating jailbait”. also he sarcastically calls kid “daddy” when he’s being a bitch)

> in general, kid has the ability to stay on good terms with the majority of his exes unless it’s a rly bad breakup (perks of burning through your feelings fast)

> he even has an ex-step kid who still has his phone number and to whom he sends happy bday texts and the like, nothing weird

> law on the other hand is full no-contact with all his exes, and there’s nothing wrong with that, but he still feels envious of kid for having that ability?

> either way they’re both each other’s The Ex. the whole combination of being each other’s first serious relationship / their only marriage / still seeing each other regularly because of their friends. they just kinda see each other as occupying that important niche in their lives

> this said they’re not close friends? they manage to get back to liking each other quickly enough (see ficlet), and stay friends after that, and they see each other like once a month at functions, but they never do stuff just the two of them

> kid is pretty tight with baby tho (law’s sister, in every modern au she’s law’s sister ok) because idk the weapons/machinery stuff they have in common idk how that works out practically irl. they repair motorbikes or something

> and of course luffy and the strawhats kind of glue everyone together into a big chaotic family

> and also i lied about them never doing anything just the two of them because they’ve fucked again a few times. like not a lot, but. fucking your ex is a thing and when you’re both available and wound up at the same party, why not

> and i guess that’s kind of how the reconnecting starts?

> like at first it’s definitely sex-with-the-ex sex, like it happens once every 5 years and it’s nice but at the end it’s “yeah thank god we’re not together anymore, a couple hours with this guy is definitely my limit”

> once they hit 40 tho, they kinda reach a new phase where they like-like each other. like they genuinely start enjoying each other’s company again to the point of wanting to seek it out apart from other people

> it’s kinda hard to articulate why now and not then tbh like obviously the first time they married each other too early before they could be sure they liked each other enough to sustain long term. but they were in love and surrounded by friends and they felt like they’d found their family-for-life and making such an obviously dumb choice felt kinda radical to both of them? and then they started annoying each other 75% of the time way too early ofc. but when they’re older they’re also more settled, more chill, with similar interests, and a lowkey whatever attitude on life on both sides that finally makes them fit together without the friction

> (stuff they now have in common includes both being in the local concert scene, yknow the gigs where the crowd is 80% dads, also now that they both have kids in their circles they find they're both pretty uncle-y. and also kid reads now lol)

> anyway when they reach a point where they’ve seen each other for the third time that week and spent the entire night talking, and two of those times was initiated by them without the excuse of going home together after a thing they were both at, they go yknow what let’s give it a go because now they’re not idiots anymore

> only killer knows for the first couple months. baby would’ve been told if she could be trusted lol

> they’re not exclusive. they weren’t the first time and it didn’t work for them (when they reached the point where they saw other people more than each other bc they didn’t enjoy each other’s company that much anymore after the nnth fight was when it was p clear divorce was on the table) but this time it works as intended. also they find out they like swinging

> they don’t move in with each other either. spend a lot of time at each other’s places but they can afford + like having their own

> after a year or so of low intensity dating and being happy with it they start showing up at functions together

> everyone’s like you know what? this is a good development i dig it. kind of like when they managed to become friends again the first time and everyone was pretty relieved

> both kid and law are happy

> also in love eventually

> presumably 5ever

> they are never EVER ever getting married again

#kidlaw #longpost #sorry this is all over the place but if i don't post it i never will #fanfic #one piece

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historyofshipping · 4 years

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My massive Bellarke is epic and here’s proof from s5-7 rant.

Ok guys I cannot stress enough that I am drunk, this is long, it has strong language, and it’s a trip. I am putting it almost all under a cut because it is 20 f*ing pages on word.

For reference: this was on a discord chat and I am removing all names and a few other things but there will be absolutely no editing. Anything in straight text is me, anything in italics is someone else (there’s several different someone elses so people are separated by line breaks). On my page I think it appears as everything grey is someone else, everything black is me. I’m going to put the beginning on here and rest under the cut. If you’re still going through with this, I suggest some popcorn.

Guys... I'm trying to stay optimistic but I'm really worried that jroth is gonna make bellarke canon in a really disappointing way. Like for me infidelity is a huge no in ships and I hate that becho has gone on so long that there doesn't seem to be a lot of room left in the canon timeline for a becho breakup/end that doesn't ruin the start of Bellarke for me

WAIT I GOT YOU I CAN CALM YOU I THINK BUT FIRST I NEED TO EAT MY BREADSTICKS

Every moment Echo is on the screen I want to claw my eyes out because she's so boring please jroth let it fucking end, but the feminist in me doesn't want her to die or be disrespected just because she's a callous asshole who doesn't deserve him yknow

Eat your breadsticks babe I've been living with my dread for 2 seasons I can hang on a little longer I just wish the entire becho relationship had never happened it's a blight and it's gone on so long adenfkidsngksdgnksdgn

Kate will say it better than I will, but don't lose hope! Becho hasn't really been together on screen for very long. It's only been like a few weeks to a month since the beginning of S5. They've stretched it out over two seasons, but in canon not much time has passed. And most of that time had Bellamy either sacrificing almost 300 lives to save Clarke, poisoning his sister to save Clarke, or fucking off into the wilderness with Josephine to save Clarke. They've just straight up not had enough time for Bellamy to be like, "Hey Echo, I know I said things wouldn't change but that was before my wife was actually alive, so bye." Though to wishing Becho had just never happened. We got one good angst scene with Clarke seeing them kiss. But otherwise, I could have very much done without their whole relationship.

they gave me 2 dozen breadsticks. i ordered 6

You've been blessed by the breadstick goddess.

oh sorry i was misinformed. i only have 22. apparently one bag only had 4 OK SO BELLARKE BITCHES AM I GOING TO ANNOYINGLY DO THIS IN CAPS SO BUCKLE TF UP

I mean, I love the idea that they only got together in the sixth year on the ring when Bellamy totally lost hope but is that canon? I thought we had a 3 year range

ALL RIGHT

We ignore canon in this channel. lol They've been together for 3 months.

SO LET'S START AT THE BEGINNING OF BECHO ok caps off. i even annoyed myself

I'm so here for this.

https://tenor.com/view/murder-she-wrote-angela-lansbury-jessica-eats-popcorn-interested-gif-4594942

Damn, I was ready for caps.

OK WE'RE BACK TO CAPS

https://giphy.com/gifs/popcorn-go-on-keep-going-Zd1BUb0qs6nwjeMUBu

OK SO WE HAVE BECHO'S FIRST SCENE TOGETHER ANYONE REMEMBER WHAT BELLAMY SAID? ANYONE? THIS REQUIRES AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION

"Hey work with me so I can break everyone out of this mountain"? or something?

OH DAMN I MEANT WHEN THEY WERE CANONICALLY TOGETHER XP

"I'm a goddamn delight who's trying to save your life you ungrateful walnut so maybe don't spit in my face" is what I would have written

LMFAO OJN THE RING WHAT'S THE FIRST THING WE HEAR FROM THEM? THE FIRST IMPORTANT THING? ANYONE?

Unfortunately that scene was physically repulsive for me so I don't remember much except for "nothing will change on the ground and my sister totally didn't mean to murder you"

AHA! THERE YA GO NOTHING WILL CHANGE ON TEH GROUND BECAUSE WHAT IS HE EXPECTING ON THE GROUND? NOTHING TO CHANGE BECAUSE THE ONLY THING THAT COULD CHANGE IS -----

>"I'm a goddamn delight who's trying to save your life you ungrateful walnut so maybe don't spit in my face" is what I would have written I SPIT OUT MY DRINK I CANNOT

ANYONE? YUP

I'm behind. lol

CLARKE

AND THEN WE GOT TO THE GROUND, WHAT HAPPENED?

BEING ALIVE

His sister having more taste in his romantic partners than him?

WHAT WAS THE LITERAL ONE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN THAT WOULD CHANGE BELLAMY'S MIND DING DING DING CLARKE IS ALIVE

10 points to

AND WHAT DOES OUR BABY BOY DO?

SACRIFICE 300 PEEPS FOR HIS WIFE

Clarke with a gun AND a kid AND a rover AND bedtime storytelling practice like what more could he want that's all the things he loves

A LITTLE AHEAD BUT BANG

BABY BOY FOLLOWS CLARKS DAUGHTER FIRST, LEAVING ECHO IN THE LITERAL DUST (that's what he does before sacrificing lives)

WE WENT FROM "I WILL NOT TOUCH THESE PEOPLE BECAUSE WE'RE GOING TO DO BETTER." TO "I WILL SLAUGHTER 283 PEOPLE WITHOUT RAISING AN EYEBROW" BECAUSE RANDOM CHILD SHOWS UP AND SAYS "CLARKE'S IN TROUBLE" RANDOM CHILD WHO HAS JUST KILLED A BUNCH OF HARDENED CRIMINALS

He had the dad mug tho, he had to help her

HE SAW HIMSELF IN HER HE KNEW

HIS SOUL KNEW

SO WE'RE THERE NOW BUT THEN BANG, WE'RE ON THE GROUND AND OH FUCK I FORGOT I HAD A GIRLFRIEND BUT BELLAMY IS LOYAL SO HE SURE AF ISN'T DOING ANYTHING UNTIL HE'S DONE WITH ECHO BUT

He's had 2 seasons!!!!!

CLARKE BASICALLY ACTS LIKE SHE DIDN'T CARE ABOUT THE SEPARATION THOU SHALT NOT POKE HOLES IN MY SHIT UNTIL I AM DONE

>He's had 2 seasons!!!!! But only like a few weeks in time.

BECAUSE THESE TWO FUCK HEADS CANNOT HAVE A CONVERSATION

Forgive me!

SO WE HAVE A GRAND TOTAL OF FEWER THAN 3 WEEKS THAT THEY'RE ON THE GROUND AND THEN IN THAT TIME WE HAD.... one sec pPLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO REVIEW THE TIMELINE https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/620425806742749184/season-5-7x03-so-far-timeline FOR SEASON 5 ALL RIGHT SO WE HAVE THEM TOGETHER FOR LESS THAN A WEEK BEFORE BELLAMY'S LIKE (FROM CLARKE'S PERSPECTIVE) "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR KID, I HAVE TO SAVE MY FAMILY" SO THEN WE HAVE THEM SPEND THE NEXT 10 DAYS APART BECAUSE SHE LEFT HIM AFTER SLAPPING HIM AND SHE THOUGHT HE DIED BECAUSE THEY ARE FUCKING MORONS WHO CAN'T HAVE A CONVERSATION (YOU WILL NOTICE A RECURRING THEME) AND THEN, ECHO HAS LEARNED THAT NOT ONLY HAS CLARKE CARED ABOUT BELLAMY ALL THIS TIME BUT THAT SHE'S ONCE AGAIN READY TO PUT THE FATE OF HUAMNITIY ON THE LINE TO SAVE HIM "GO SAVE HIM. EVEN TAKE MURDER!DAUGHTER WITH YOU" BUT BELLAMY STILL DOESN'T KNOW THIS SO ANYWAY WE HAVE ANGST!BELLAMY GET PARENT TRAPPED BY MURDER!DAUGHTER are y'all still with me? AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED IMMEDIATELY AFTER MURDER!DAUGHTER'S INTERVENTION?

BELLARKE FORGIVENESS ™

YAS NOT ONLY THAT BUT SOFT!BELLARKE RETURNS WITH A VENGEANCE [side note: you can pry this theory from my cold dead hands but there was 100% a canon bellarke scene between forgiveness and 125 year wake up just in case they ended at season 5.]

[I need them to publish that scene when this is all over]

ALL RIGHT SO FUCKING MARPER - WHO SPENT A TOTAL OF LIKE 4 MONTHS WITH CLARKE BUT 6 YEARS WITH THEIR FAMILY- DECIDED TO WAKE UP BELLARKE TO TALK TO AND GIVE GUARDIANSHIP TO AND WHY DID THEY DO THAT?

THEY BEEN KNEW

I'LL ACCEPT IT

OK SO WE GET THIS PROMISING FUTURE TOGETHER ON THIS NEW PLANET RIGHT?

WRONG MURDER POLLEN

OK BUT TECHNICALLY BECHO IS STILL TOGETHER. NO PROBLEM - WE NEED TO FIGURE OUR SHIT OUT AND THEN WE'LL HAVE PLENTY OF TIME TO HAVE PEACE AND GET TOGETHER OK SO I'M JUST GOING TO START SAYING "CHORUS" WHEN I MEAN "BECAUSE THESE TWO DUMBASSES CAN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER" IS CHORUS THE RIGHT WORD? OR IS IT REFRAIN? WHATEVER ONE REPEATS - THAT ONE ALL RIGHT SO WE HAVE THEM GOING INTO THE VILLAGE AND EVERY TIME THERE IS DANGER, BELLAMY GOES IMMEDIATELY TO CLARKE WHEN IT'S PEACEFUL, OPE IT'S BACK TO ECHO

(like the husband he is)

I HAVE A WHOLE META ABOUT THAT IF YOU WANT IT BUT SO THEN THE FIRST TIME - LITERALLY THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE MARPER VIDEO - THAT THEY'RE ALONE, IT'S BECAUSE BELLAMY HAS SOUGHT HER OUT AND WHY DID BELLAMY SEEK HER OUT? Y'ALL I'M ONLY AT 6X01. I HAVE SO MUCH AMMUNITION BUT SOMEONE IS WELCOME TO SCREEN SHOT THIS SO THAT THE NEXT TIEM WE HAVE DOUBTS, I DON'T HAVE TO TYPE IT ALL OUT SO WHY DID BELLAMY SEEK HER OUT?

>Y'ALL I'M ONLY AT 6X01. I HAVE SO MUCH AMMUNITION @kate (historyofbellarke) "Give a position show me where the ammunition is" from My Shot just popped into my head lololol

WHY DID BELLAMY LEAVE HIS CANONICAL GIRLFRIEND TO GO SEEK OUT CLARKE?

BECAUSE HE LOVES HER AND ALSO BECAUSE THERE WAS DANGER

OK BUT WHY SPECIFICALLY NOOO WHEN CLARKE WAS IN THE SCHOOL

AND THE LAST TIME SHE WASN'T IN HIS SIGHT SHE ALMOST DIED

OK THAT TOO

Okay I'm lost at this point then.

LOL

Phone a friend.

Bc she sucks and Clarke's the best?

I'LL LET ---- CHIME IN LMFAO I LOVE YOU GUYS KNOW IT'S TO TELL HER THAT HE KNOWS ABOUT THE CALLS

OH THAT SCENE

HE KNOWS THAT SHE CALLED HIM EVERY DAY FOR 2,199 DAYS HE SOUGHT HER OUT, BY HERSELF, TO TELL HER THIS

YES YES

BUT BECAUSE CHORUS

WE'RE BACK THESE FUCK HEADS CAN'T HAVE A CONVERSATION

SHE GOT NERVOUS AND DUCKED OUT BECAUSE IT'S BEEN LESS THAN 3 WEEKS SINCE HE CAME BACK AND SHE'S OVERWHELMED BECAUSE HOLY FUCK WHAT A 3 WEEK PERIOD THAT WAS (REFER BACK TO TIMELINE AS NEEDED) ALL RIGHTY SO THEN AFTER THAT THEY FIND OUT ABOUT THE RED SUN WHICH BY THE WAY IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS BECAUSE HE CALLS OVER ECHO JUST TO PROMPTLY IGNORE HER COMPLETELY [AND BECAUSE IT'S ME, I HAVE A GIFSET FOR THAT] SORRY I GOT DISTRACTED

NO WE'RE HERE FOR THE GIFSET

I'M LOOKING OK IT'S PART OF THIS SO YOU GET A 2 FOR 1 https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/184827185143/bellarke-danger-vs-becho-safety OK NOW I FORGOT WERE I LEFT OFF OH YEAH IGNORING ECHO ALL RIGHT SO THEN WE HAVE EVERYTHING GO TO SHIT AND OF COURSE, BELLARKE LOCK THEMSELVES TOGETHER AND WE HAVE THE ANGST THE ANGST BUT THEY HAVE EACH OTHER'S KEYS

WHICH IS A MARRIED MOVE IF I EVER HEARD ONE

BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE KEY TO MY HEART, WHEREVER YOU ARE, I'LL KEEP YOU

That's a very comprehensive gifset

IF YOU DON'T KNOW THAT SONG THEN I FEEL OLD SO YOU HAVE THEM UNLOCKING EACH OTHER BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY ARE

I might drift in and out of conversation, partner wants attention but I wanna finish reading this asdfgh

AND HE'S LIKE "NAH ECHO, WIFEY AND I GOT THIS. WE GOTTA TAKE CARE OF OUR KIDS." TELL THEM TO WAIT THEIR TURN SO THEY'RE GOING LITERALLY PSYCHOTIC BUT THAT'S COOL. I TRUST THE OTHER ONE ENOUGH TO NOT KILL ME BUT OH WAIT - WHAT IS BELLAMY'S PSYCHOSIS ?

Not needing Clarke anymore...?

YUP WHICH MEAN S

He needed her and knew it at some point

YUP ALSO I FOUND THAT GIFSET THAT I IDD TO THAT SONG https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/184725894498/this-song-popped-into-my-head-and-i-had-to OK SO SKIPPING AHEAD, HIS BIGGEST SECRET IS THAT HE DOES STILL NEED HER OK EVEN I'M STARTED TO GET BORED SO I'LL GIVE BULLET POINTS FROM HERE ON OUT SO WE HAVE HIM NEEDING HER HIM CALLING HER THE LEADER EVEN THOUGH SHE HASN'T BEEN FOR LIKE 6 YEARS AND WE HAVE HIM PINING OVER HER AT THE DANCE FLOOR AND PICKING A FIGHT WITH ECHO OH YEAH AND WE SEE ALL THE BECHO CRACKS HERE

This has been a v good rundown, I won't lie.

LOL

ONWARD I'M BACK ON TRACK

WE HAVE JUXTAPOSED: ECHO NOT KNOWING WHAT TO SAY WITH REGARDS TO OBUT CLARKE KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT TO SAY EVEN AFTER 6 YEARS

BECAUSE WIFEY

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618426948212965376/historyofbellarke-4-times-someone-knew-the-right

Really you'd think the spy would know what someone wants to hear smh

NAH BECAUSE SHE HAS NO EMOTIONAL EMPATHY. WE'LL GET TO THAT EVENTUALLY

She's also kinda a shit spy. Like when has she ever done actual spying.

Y'ALL I HAVE A GIF FOR EVERYTHING. I'M THE LIZ WARREN OF BELLARKE GIFS GIFSETS AT LEAST

You don't need empathy to fake it, Madison's right she's just such a bad spy :joy:

I'VE GOT NOTHING ON ---- FOR JUST GIFS LOLi

I say this as someone who was 10/10 a spy in a past life at least according to my recurring dreams about it1

OK SO THEN WE ALSO HAVE BELLAMY SIDING WITH CLARKE AT EVERY TURN, OVER ECHO'S EXPLICIT OBJECTIONS AND WE HAVE HER NOTICINGGGGGG WE'RE HERE FOR THIS CONTENT

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/185265380768/6x04-bec-scene-follow-up-with-6x05 JUST ONE EXAMPLE

HATE TO SEE IT

SO WE HAVE BELLAMY CLEARLY SHOWING THAT HE'S HER LEADER - WHETHER HE MEANS TO BE OR NOT - WHICH COMES IN IN 7X01

Total aside but now I want a modern au where Bellamy doesn't know how to break up with Echo so he tries to ghost her while everyone around him is pulling their hair out

OH SHIT ONE SECOND I HAVE TO DO DUOLINGO SO I DON'T LOSE MY STREAK BRB

>Total aside but now I want a modern au where Bellamy doesn't know how to break up with Echo so he tries to ghost her while everyone around him is pulling their hair out ---- I love this, actually. WE SHALL HOLD YOUR SPOT

No one in this goddamn canon knows how to have an actual breakup conversation they only know how to die

CORRECT CHORUS

BECAUSE THESE TWO DUMBASSES CAN'T TALK TO EACH OTHER

Ironically Raven and Finn are the only ones who have had a half-normal breakup.

Will be back, partner is dramatically exclaiming that I don't love him anymore bc I won't go give him a goddamn hug bc the meta's too good

BOOM OK I'M BACK

SIDE NOTE BEFORE WE'RE BACK

GO ON

What language are you learning on Duolingo?

relearning spanish and then german german for work, spanish because i used to be fluent and i'm so bad now xp

This entire convo is a chaotic mess

We are a chaotic mess.

WELCOME TO THE HELLMOUTH, ----

Our ship is a chaotic mess.

It all tracks, honestly.

WE WOULD'VE ALL BEEN SO MUCH BETTER OFF IF JASPER HAD DESTROYED THE CHIP OOK SO MOVING ON NOW I FORGOT WHERE I LEFT OFF OH YEAH LEADER PERF SO OH YEAH I FORGOT TO ADD - 6 & 7 ARE ONE SINGULAR SEASON SO

This convo should totally be convered into a Masterclass session at the end. YES

WE'VE GOT A RUNNING THREAD OF ECHO BEING A FOLLOWER OF BELLAMY AND HER KNOWING IT

6/7 ARE ONE SEASON WE'RE HERE WE'RE LIVING

BUT BACK TO S6 SO WE HAVE BELLAMY BEING THE FIRST TO REALIZE THAT CLARKE WANS'T CLARKE AND WE HAVE THIS BEAUTIFUL MOMENT

I’m here and all of this is glorious

OH YEAH THERE'S ALSO THIS BUT I DIGRESS https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618548726524510208/historyofbellarke-5x09-6x04-6x05 THE FIRST ONE HERE - https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/616075629201408000/just-some-clips-ofabout-bellamy-where-either HE'S WILLING TO RISK EVERYTHING EBCAUSE CLARKE MIGHT BE AT RISK EVEN THOUGH THEY LITERALLY HAVE NO WHERE ELSE TO GO OH YEAH FUCKING MURPHY - I'LL GET BACK TO HIM ALL RIGHT SO THEN WE HAVE BELLAMY FIGURING IT OUT AND THE HORROR BLOOMING IN HIS SOUL AND THEN WE HAVE HIM LITERALLY WITH A ROOM DESTROYED EVERN THOUGH HE IS CHAINED UP LIKE SERIOUSLY HOW DID HE MANAGE THAT AND THEN TRY TO KILL RUSSELL THE SECOND HE COULD BECAUSE HE HURT CLARKE EVEN THOUGH, AGAIN, THAT'S THE ONLY WAY HE AND HIS PEOPLE COULD SURIVVE BUT WITHOUT CLARKE, HE'S NOT ALIVE. HE ONLY SURVIVES AND HOW DO WE KNOW THIS? BECAUSE HE FUCKING SAYS IT (implicitly)

I just came into this. I have nothing to add I just want to say I’m living for it

:heart:

Agreed, this conversation is giving meaning to my insomnia :joy:

https://historyofbellarke.tumblr.com/post/618973621000585216/just-a-reminder-that-bellamy-canonically-only

WHOLE F*ING THING ON SURVIVING VS LIVING AND THEN ONCE HE DECIDES THEY'RE GOING TO LIVE (AND LET RUSSELL LIVE) BECAUSE IT'S WHAT CLARKE WOULD'VE WANTED, HE SAYS "WE SURVIVE" LOOKING LIKE THE SADDEST FUCKING PUPPY IN EXISTENCE AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE FACT THAT WE HAD A WHOLE DAMN EPISODE OF A 13 EPISODE SEASON DEVOTED TO BELLAMY SUFFERING BECAUSE HIS WIFE DIED AGAIN 3 WEEKS AFTER SHE WAS RESURRECTED SUBTLE, JASON. SUBTLE. OK NOW BACK TO MY BELOVED COCKROACH MURPHY AND BELLAMY ARE ARGUABLY THE TWO CLOSEST NON-ROMANTIC (:upside_down:) PEOPLE ON THE SHIP THE RING RIGHT? OK WE'RE GOING WITH IT ANYWAY

Hmmm yes(I agreee) but also Clarke and Murphy have that understanding that transcends words?

THEY ARE THE CLOSEST ROMANCE WITHSTANDING ON THE SHIP

AND MURPHY, MY BELOVED MURPHY, HAS BEEN THERE FROM "I'LL CHOP HER HAND OFF" TO "OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK CLARKE IS UNCONSCIOUS AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO" TO "YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE HERE SAVING SOMEONE THEY CARE ABOUT"

BECAUSE BELLAMY DOES NOT EVEN KNOW ECHO'S ACTUAL NAME AND THEREFORE THEY ARE NOT CLOSE

LOL SO MURPHY AFTER 6 YEARS IS TRYING TO GET BELLAMY TO DO SOMETHING HE WANTS (WE'RE BACK IN SEASON 5 NOW, SORRY) AND HOW DOES HE DO THAT?

AND INVOLKES MOM'S NAME

BLESSED BE "WELL IF CLARKE WAS HERE" BELLAMY ESPLODES OK SO NOW WE HAVE MURPHY AGAIN WHO KNOWSSSS AND WHAT DOES HE SAY TO JOSIE? ABOUT BELLAMY

If Clarke is dead Bellamy will kill us all HE KNOWS

BAM ALSO, REFER BACK TO PREVIOUS GIFSET, SAME MURPHY "OH YEAH I'LL TRY TO HELP ECHO TOO" BECAUSE MURPHY KNOWSSSS OOK THAT'S ALL FOR MURPHY NOW SO WE HAVE BELLAMY "WE'RE GOING TO SURVIVE BECAUSE I CAN'T LIVE WITHJOUT CLARKE BUT I'M GOING TO ONCE AGAIN HONOR HER FUCKING MEMORY" UNTILLLLLL WHAT HAPPENS

lol @ Murphy having to remind Bell his gf exists hahahah UNTIL HIS SOUL REALIZES CLARKE IS ALIVE

BUT HOW DOES HE REALIZE THAT

BECAUSE YOU CAN'T CONVINCE ME HE KNEW IT WAS MORSE CODE BECAUSE OF EARTH SKILLS NO

HE KNEW IT WAS MORSE CODE BECAUSE HIS SOUL FUCKING KNEW HIS WIFE WAS ALIVE

Yesss

PLATONIC SOULMATE MY ASS JASON

Morse code is life

[okay rant over, continue Kate]

MILLER'S FACE WAS LIKE "YOU FUCKING WHAT MAN?"

(side note- i am getting alive in morse code on my wrist when covid clears) OK SO WE'RE BACK SO WE HAVE JOSIE TAPPING HER FINGERS

Oh I love that I have friend who has that tattoo

YES TAP TAP MILLER GOING WTF BELL GOING ALL GIDDY PUPPY WITH A BONE

WHICH MEANS BELLAMY HAD TO HAVE GONE BACK TO HIS FAMILY AND SAY "OK WE'RE GOING TO RESCUE MY DEAD WIFE. SHE'S ALIVE. IKNOW BECAUSE JOSIE WAS TAPPING HER FINGERS." AND THE FAMILY HAD TO GO "YEAH OK THAT MAKES SENSE."

AND NO ONE QUESTIONED IT BECAUSE THEY BEEN KNEW

Yessss

SO WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO? LIKE IT WAS EVEN A QUESTION. THEY'RE RESCUING CLARKE AND BY THEY'RE I MEAN HE BECAUSE HE DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THEM AT THE MOMENT SO HE'S LIKE "READY OR NOT, I'M RESCUING MY WIFE. BYEEEEE" AND JORDAN'S LIKE "WHAT ABOUT PRIYA?" AND EVERYONE'S LIKE ".... SORRY BRO. CLARKE. YOU WANTED HEART BELLAMY. YOU GOT HIM." SO HE GOES, LEAVING HIS FAMILY BEHIND WITH A BUNCH OF PSYCHOPATHIC MURDERERS WHO KNOW THAT BELLAMY IS GOING TO KILL THEIR DAUGHTER BUT HE'S JUST LIKE... BYE AND HE KNOWS, AND WE KNOW THAT HE KNOWS, BECAUSE JOSIE TAUNTS HIM ABOUT IT THE WHOLE TIME BECAUSE JOSIE IS THE AUDIENCE BASICALLY

JOSIE IS US BUT SLIGHTLY MORE PSYCHOTIC

ALL RIGHT SO SKIPPING AHEAD, SKIPPING AHEAD, YOU HAVE JOSIE'S WHOLE RUN DOWN OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP

TOGETHER

AND HIS VERY LONG PAUSE FOLLOWED BY "I WON'T LET YOU DIE"

EXHAUSTING

INSTEAD OF I FUCKING LOVE YOU BECAUSE CHORUS SO WE GET CLARKE BACK THROUGH SHEER FORCE OF BELLAMY'S WILL

>AND HIS VERY LONG PAUSE FOLLOWED BY "I WON'T LET YOU DIE" @kate (historyofbellarke) "I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN'T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU, BITCH."

"I'LL SHAVE THE BEARD" SO WE HAVE CLARKE WHO GAVE UP LIVING BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT BELLAMY GAVE UP (REMEMBER, JOSIE SHOWING HER THE MEMORY OF BELLAMY SAYING WE'LL TAKE THE DEAL) AND THEN CLARKE COMING BACK TO LIFE BECAUSE BELLAMY WOULDN'T GIVE UP AND THEN WE HAVE OCTAVIA, MY BROTHER POISONED ME FOR HIS WIFE AND I STILL RAISED MY NIECE ON STORIES OF EPIC BELLARKE, BLAKE IN THE BACKGROUND BEING ALL OF US

>SO WE HAVE CLARKE WHO GAVE UP LIVING BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT BELLAMY GAVE UP (REMEMBER, JOSIE SHOWING HER THE MEMORY OF BELLAMY SAYING WE'LL TAKE THE DEAL) @kate (historyofbellarke) OMG I HAVE A SPEC ABOUT THIS I HAVE A SPEC ABOUT THIS BUT IMMA WAIT TIL WE'RE DONE TO POP INTO SPEC TO TALK IT OUT OKAY CONTINUE

i'm going to keep going, but have i done a pretty good job of convincing anyone who was wavering? because remember this is all canon. i have done absolutely no spec-ing at all.

I'm very hype rn. Ngl.

lol

Could flip a tire for Bellarke rn kind of hype

OK SO NOW CLARKE IS ALIVE BUT OH FUCK, THE REST OF THE FAMILY IS IN TROUBLE WE LITERALLY HAD MURPHY, MY BLESSED MURPHY, SHOW UP TO GO "YO. YOUR GIRLFRIEND." AND BELLAMY GO https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/591463308117278720/716493560610029708/tumblr_pv4mkld49N1xsmktho1_500.gif SO OF COURSE, IT'S NOT TIME TO TALK BECAUSE CHORUS

DUMBASSES NO TALKIE

SO WE GET EVERYONE FIXED. A BUNCH OF UNNECESSARY PLOT SHIT HAPPENS. AND THEN BELLAMY LITERALLY PUSHES HIS GIRLFRIEND OUT OF THE WAY TO GO AND DO A DRAMATIC SUNSET REUNION WITH HIS WIFE AND THEN PLOT SHIT PLOT SHIT PLOT SHIT WE'RE IN S7 AM I MISSING S6 STUFF? PROBABLY BUT Y'ALL IT'S LITERALLY BEEN 4 WEEKS IN CANON AT THIS POINT AND I MISSED A LOT OF SHIT. SO Y'KNOW. OUR BABIES ARE TIRED N AND NOW WE'RE ALL GOOD RIGHT? JUST GONNA GO HAVE A QUICK MEETING WITH GABRIEL AND THEN GO BACK TO MY WIFE SO WE CAN TALK OVER SOME TEA THEN BAM, O GETS STABBED AND THEN WE HAVE . 4 EPISODES THAT HAPPEN OVER 2 DAYS BEFORE CLARKE'S LIKE "WELP. I'M THROWING MYSELF HEAD FIRST INTO A WORM HOLE TO GO GET MY HUSBAND AND HIS STUPID GIRLFRIEND." AND YOU HAVE EVERYONE ELSE GOING "I'M SORRY, DID YOU THINK ANYTHING ELSE WAS GOING TO HAPPEN?" AND FOLLOWING AND THE S6/7 WRITERS MOSTLY JUST CHOSE TO IGNORE THAT S4/5 WRITERS GAVE CLARKE A DAUGHTER BECAUSE, WELL, I DON'T BLAME THEM EVEN THOUGH I LOVE MADI SHE'S AN UNNECESSARY COMPLICATION SO HAND WAVING SHE'S FINE SO NOW WE'RE UP TO PRESENT

Fully convinced Madi was there to ensure Clarke didn't go fully insane on Earth and provide motive for that bitch slap scene from S5.

brb spilled beer

Oh, and to parent trip Bell/Clarke.

>brb spilled beer @kate (historyofbellarke) makes sense after the tea you're spilling on this channel

Someone really oughta document this convo for a later date. lol We will need to reference it before end of the season, bet. lol

blesss i do not deserve my partner he told me to go sit down and is cleaning it also i went to finish the last of the unspilled stuff and promptly spilled it down my chest so ALL RIGHT WHERE WERE WE OH YEAH AND BELLAMY FORGAVE HER BECAUSE MADI WAS LIKE "YO YOU'RE A PARENT TOO AND REMMEBER SHE STOOD BY YOU WHEN YOU PUT OCTAVIA ABOVE LITERALLY EVERYTHING" AND BELLAMY WAS LIKE "OH... SHIT." AND THEN SHE WAS LIKE "SHE CALLE DYOU EVERY DAY YOU DUMBFUCK" AND YOU HAVE THE PATENTED "OMG, DOES CLARKE HAVE FEELINGS FO RME TOO???" JAW DROP BUT NOW BACK TO PRESENT

(Now if someone will just fucking tell her that he did the equivalent grant gestureTM of the radio calls except w/ poison)

i didn't even include the fact that he fucking poisoned O, that diyoza referred to her as his girlfriend, etc etc etc OH AND AS TO WHY HBECHO ISN'T GOING TO BE A HTING ANYMORE BESIDES EVERYTHING I'VE SAID

FINN COLLINS THAT'S WHY

BASUCALLY YES

FINN COLLINS EXCEPT AT LEAST CLARKE KNEW HIS REAL NAME

THEY DID A LITERAL EXACT PARALLEL BETWEEN BELLAMY AND ECHO SPFEIHOi4ur YES LIKE IT'S LIKE THE WRITERS FOUND BESTOFBECHO AND WENT "FUCK, ARE WE NOT BEING OBVIOUS ENOUGH? TIME TO CALL IN ZACH MCGOWAN" ( THEY FUCKING GOT ZACH ON A PLANE FROM LA TO VANCOUVER TO JUST SAY "YOU DON'T LOVE HIM" LIKE I DON'T THINK PEOPLE REALIZE HOW INVOLVED OF A PROCESS IT IS TO GET AN ACTOR THERE - ESPECIALLY IN CANADA WHERE YOU HAVE TO BALANCE NON-CANADIAN WITH CANADIAN ACTORS OR YOU CAN'T SHOOT IN CANADA SO THIS AMERICAN HAD TO BE TAKEN INTO ACCOUNT FOR THE WHOLE SEASON FOR A 2 MINUTE APPERANCE BUT THE WRITERS WERE LIKE "YO HUGE NEON SIGN RIGHT HERE" AND THEN SHE CONTINUED ALL SEASON IN THAT VEIN UNTIL 7X05 WHEN SHE BROKEEEEE OVER HIS "DEATH"

BECAUSE HER SOUL DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS ALIVE LIKE BELL DID CLARKE

AND DID THE EXACT SAME FUCKING THING BELLAMY DID WHEN HE FOUND OUT CLARKE WAS ALIVE

And also as mentioned, she's a shit spy.

BECAUSE THE WRITERS ARE LIKE "CAN WE MAKE IT MORE OBVIOUS? I'M NOT SURE HOW!" so now we're at present day and here's a bit of crack spec-ing

THANKS FOR THIS LONG ASS META !!

YOU ARE WELCOME once again if i put that amount of effort into my dissertation, i'd be a phd with a published book or 3

This was a joy to read An utter joy This reaffirmed all my beliefs and got rid of all doubts I had

https://tenor.com/view/about-to-ugly-cry-ugly-cry-emotional-sensitive-crying-gif-8033343 i aim to please so now we have that O/B scene so we as the audience know something is off. bellamy was dragged sobbing and unconscious by his captors to suddenly being awake, fine, and killing a bunch of trained soldiers and holding someone hostage with his left hand. so then you have O, noticing something isn't quite right, casually bringing up clarke's name clarke. fucking. griffin. who bellamy had JUST brought back from the dead after learning she was alive and he's just... calm? about O possibly doing something with these psychos that's related to clarke? HE JUST POISONED HIS SISTER LIKE A WEEK AGO TO SAVE CLARKE'S LIFE i cannot stress this enough. bellamy fucking blake would not just go "huh?" when O, his sister that he's barely tolerating, goes "i'll tell you, you psychotic cultists, everything about my sister-in-law" and that's it. that's where i'm at s6 was about bellamy literally pulling clarke back from death s7 will be about clarke literally crossing time and space to get back to bellamy THIS IS AN EPIC FUCKING LOVE STORY AND ANYONE WHO THINKS OTHERWISE IS WRONG AND NOW I'M GOING TO TAKEA . SHOWER BECAUSE I SPILLED BEER ON MYSELF BUT I WILL BE BACK also i didn't think iw as drunk but then i reread that and started crying so it's definitely shower time

#bellarke #bellarke meta #the 100 #anti bech #anti ech #blarke wine club #long post

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