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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 9 months

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I JUST FINISHED EPISODE SEVEN AND AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Well technically I finished it like 20 minutes ago (11 pm ish) and was in such shock that I rewatches some scenes several times and then looked at Tumblr for a few minutes lol. There were also a few minutes total of zoning out in shock and just going o.o in there lol. Anyway!

I LITERALLY GUESSED THAT SEB WOULD GO UP AND KISS HIM DURING THE PERFORMANCE OH MY G O S H H H H AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! :DDDDD

OKAY OKAY OKAY PHEW AAAAAHHHHHHHH I'M FINE :DDDD I DON'T EVEN HAVE ANYTHING TO BE RELIEVED ABOUT WITH THE PHEW I'M JUST SETTLING DOWN LOL!!!

Okay alright lol. Let's do this ;)

EVERYONE'S HEREEE :'DDDDD!!! THERE WAS EVEN A NINI MENTION 🥰🥰🥰🥰❤️😭!!! But still - we miss you, Nini :').

Speaking of people being here though, ANTOINE??? :OOO MY GUY??!?!!? BRO LIKE JUMP SCARED ME WHEN HE SHOWED UP :DDDD

Also at first I was a bit disappointed it was in the gym (for like two seconds lol) but then I realized :'DD it's paralleling season 1 :')) and they're back with another High School Musical musical :'))) 😭😭❤️🥰. Like, Ricky pausing when he saw his mom and his dad but keeping going :'DD? That's the healed version of Getcha Head in The Game 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰. The whole thing is a great parallel :')). Like, now that I think about to, Kourtney being nervous like Nini was because her life is changing relating to school - AAHHHH :'))). I just love them all so much <3333. And I wonder if we'll get a phone light moment :'D. If we don't though lol, I think we've had enough of those <333 so we'll survive :'). But even though it was kind of a parallel relating to Nini, it's kinda Kourtney as well :'). And hey, then it would be a reference to Nini <333. Ah, anyway :'). I just love that we're ending here we started <333 :')) 😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰.

Okay okay though lol let's get into character sections xD

Big Red confronting Antoine was AMAZING LOL!! It's especially hilarious considering he and Ashlyn aren't even dating anymore, but you know, some guys are just jerks xD. Anyway, I'm super glad he's here :'))) <33. Also phew his hair is better lol 😌! XD.

EJ :DD! His scene with Gina was so 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔❤️❤️. I can't even <333. I am really glad she apologized though :') - I understood where she was coming from, and you have every right to break up with someone for any reason, but I always felt like she was being a little hard on EJ last season. So seeing them have a mutual apology and understanding was really nice :')). And discuss Ricky lol? EJ is the best <3. Also I swear if EJ ends up as Coach Bolton xD. Lowkey, I'd prefer Seb or Big Red since they're still in high school, but EJ alluded to being on the stage again and he fits the role more 👀. Hm, interesting :). Also him talking to Ashlyn 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️. Your honor I love them so much :')). And I love him <333.

Ashlyn!!! AAAHHHHHH SHE'S GONNA TELL HER :'DDD!! I want to know what's in the box o.o 👀. Less shocked and more just EYEING on my part lol. Also her scene with Dewey Wood was so sweet 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️. Ay, that's another person who's back :D!! I love him, he's great :D <33. And hilarious xDD. Anyway, SLFJDHKGS her pretending to date Big Red xD. But also noooooo Maddox 😭😭😭😭❤️. I'm sure they'll work it out y'all but like- I really hope they work it out xdd. Anyway, she's slaying as Kelsi :DD 🥰. I love her so much <333.

Emmyyyy!! She's the only one who knows about Miss Jenn o.o. Of course she is though, lol xD. But anyway, she's slaying too, as Taylor :'DD. And I love how she was kind of being like, the Bailey there :')). I love her and Miss Jenn's relationship, even if we haven't seen much of it <33. And I love her 🥰❤️.

Jet is going through it lol xD. Poor Kourtney just is not picking up what this man is putting down :') xD. Or she is and is ignoring it lol. But, hey, he tried at least xd. I think he's gonna confess, but I don't know if she'll reciprocate or not 😬. Still, I'm proud of him no matter what :')) <33. And he's slaying so hard as Chad :D!! Also, he's being an amazing brother <333 :'D.

Maddox, my girllll 😭😭😭😭😭💔❤️. The balloons for Madison making the board break :'(((. It is sweet of her but like xdd <333. AND NOOOO MADDOX BEING ABOUT TO CONFESS, OR BEING READY TO ANYONE, AND SEEING ASHLYN PRETEND TO DATE BIG RED 😭😭💔💔❤️. Poor honeyyy DD': 😭. Like I said, I think they'll get through it, but in really hope they do still xdd <333. I love her 🥰.

Mr. Mazzara is slaying SO HARD :DDD!!! But seriously who is gonna take over 😬. Also dang he keeps having moments with Miss Jenn and the girl just dips and leaves him hanging 😭 xd. Oof sorry man, lol xDD. Anyway he does SO WELL as Coach Bolton :DDD!! Also, he's adorable, thank you very much <333. Like we especially see it in the beginning:'). I love him so much <333.

Miss Jenn! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH W I C K E D??!?!!? G I R L!!!! :'DDDD HONEYY!!! I would say GOOOOO!!! but also I want her to stay 😭😭. Unless EJ does and all our theories and fantasies about him being director come true 👀. Anyway xD. I love her supporting all of them :')). And AAHHHH helping Gina out :')). And her being the only who knows (before EJ)!!! AAHHHH :'DDD. Also, she's slaying as Ms. Darbus of course :DD 😌. Anyway, whatever she picks, I hope everything works out :')). I love her so much <33.

Ricky you are SLAYING :'DDD!!! AND AAAAHHHHHHHH HIS PARENTS BEING THERE TOGETHER!!!! I don't know if they're actually TOGETHER together but I'm so happy for him that they're both there and getting along :'DD. Also him practicing the speech on them was adorable and funny xDD. Also him hugging Big Red <333. My besties :')). And 😬😬 things are like, okay?? With Gina's mom?? But not great xd. In the beginning, that is - not at the end o.o. Anyway, Ricky is slaying as Troy :DD. But AAAHHHHH MY POOR BABEY AT THE END THERE 😭😭😭😭💔💔❤️. He was gonna tell her he loved her :'((. And then her mom had to sweep in and do that 😭😭😭💔❤️. I'm not okay, thank you <33. I love him ❤️❤️. And I'm mostly sure that this'll all work out, but also- I really hope it does 😭😭❤️.

GINAAAA A MOVIE STAR :DDD!!! I mean beyond the one you already starred in. I'm so happy for and proud of her :')) :'DD <33. But girl you really need to tell Ricky 😭😭💔❤️. Again, I loved her conversation with EJ <33. And AAAHHHHHHH with Miss Jenn too :'DD. I just love them all so much <33.

Okay I was trying to complete this lol but I was in bed and I ended up falling asleep (as i figured I would) SO it's morning now let's do this (I already planned on watching this last episode this morning) XD

Back to Gina, she's playing as Gabriella 🥰🥰❤️. Also why does her mom like only watch her scenes 😭. Chill girl xd. Anyway, I wasn't thinking she's gonna go? Like to do the movie but I honestly don't know 😭❤️❤️ xd. Just because like, she was saying she didn't want change and obviously change can be good but it's okay to stay the same for a while you know? Ahh, I don't know, but I'm stressed 😭😭😭❤️💔. Either way though, I'm proud of her :')).

Kourtney honeyy 😭😭💔❤️. Back to my roots starting this with "Kourtney honeyy" xDD. Anyway, AAAHHHHHHH SHE GOT INTO BOTH SCHOOLS :DD!! But DD: my poor girl has to decide now :'(((. Seeing her anxious backstage was literally killing me 😭😭💔❤️. While we're on that, she does such a good job of portraying anxiety :')). Anyway, Kourtney's mom is the best, we love her <33 😭❤️❤️. And apparently all the other theatre kid do too xD, as they should lol <3. Anyway, even though I wish she gave her the letters after the show for Kourtney's sake, I'm glad she was supporting her and also told her not to worry about it till later xD <33. Oh, and her conversation with Carlos was amazing 😭❤️. But whatever she chooses, I'm happy for her and so proud of her 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️ <33. And poor Jet xD. Mans is trying lol :'). I do wonder if she already knows though, or if she's just oblivious xD <3. Also, Kourtney is SLAYING as Sharpay :DD!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥳❤️. I love her :))) 🥰❤️❤️.

Okay separate again and then together because I can do what I want lol xD. Anyway, you know what time it isss lol

(what time is it? seblos time-)

AAAAHHHHHHHH Carlos is slaying SO hard as Ryan :DD!! Also :')) his conversation with Kourtney <33. Lowkey that's a pretty good story :'DD. Especially for the situation. Like candy isn't college obviously but yeah, they are both good choices :'))). Anyway, I love him ❤️❤️❤️❤️😭🥰 <33.

AAAAAHHHHHHH the way Seb kept looking at his dad in the audience 😭😭😭💔❤️. Also can we talk about the growth that is him coming back later to talk about it :'DD ❤️🥰😭❤️. And back to the audience, I love how into they all were :'DDD xD ❤️. Like Seb and Big Red and EJ and stuff were all dancing and I'm like YEAH good for them <33333. XD anyway lol. He slayed accidentally being a part of the show xD. I love him <333. Oh also, since he said "more than just a wrestler", are we assuming Seb's bi/queer xDD? Like queer besides gay lol? Because like totally fine if so obviously I'm just curious lol. Anyway yeah I love him 🥰🥰❤️.

Okay just a bit on their own now let's talk about Seblos together lol xD.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY BABEYSSSS :'DDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!! THEY RETURN TO USSS :'DDD!!!! AND THEY'RE SO ADORABLE 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰!! ALSO LAST EPISODE AS WEL AS THIS EPISODE, WE GOT A "HONEY" AGAIN!!! THE RETURN OF HONEY Y'ALL 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰!! AS WE D E S E R V E!!! Anyway xd. Y'all I am living my best life lol, this is exactly what I wanted xD. Cute after the angst, lol xDD 🥰❤️❤️. How they managed to fit BOTH a cheating recovery storyline (with several twists) and a coming out storyline I have no idea but XDD. Lovely lol. I needed a bit of fluff and a couple kisses and that's what I got so no complaints here 😌😌 XDD 🥰🥰❤️. My babeys <33. Anyway!!! Like I said I loved how you could really see their growth with this :')). Like Carlos could tell Seb was trying not to lie and actually asked him about it, and Seb came back later to talk :'DD. Though "are we using words now, honey?" BRUTAL man XDD dang Carlos lol. But seriously I'm really proud of them both :')) <33. Also thank goodness there were some really funny moments throughout their storyline 😭❤️. We needed it xD. Listen I'm just glad we get close to normal Seblos for while :'). Because if we didn't get anything significant of them after getting back together I would've needed another season so I could see them be happy LOL. Anyway xD 😭❤️❤️🥰. In all seriousness I did really like their storyline this episode <333 :') ❤️❤️😭🥰. And describing it as an Afterschool Coming Out Special from the 1980s was hilarious XDDD. But let's go back to what I mentioned at the beginning of this post because

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SEB WALKED ON STAGE AND KISSED CARLOS :DDDDDD 😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!!!! FREAKING OUT!!!!!

I LITERALLY MESSAGED MY SIBLING WHEN SEB SAID HIS DAD DIDN'T KNOW LIKE "he's gonna kiss Carlos in front of him/everyone isn't he lol" AND OH MY GOSH I WAS R I G H T!!!! I DON'T KNOW IFI SPECIFIED ON STAGE BUT IT WAS ONE OF MY GUESSES!! I was also like NOO they wouldn't BUT THEY DID :'DDDD!!!! OH MY GOSH I LOVED THAT SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. Also the way the whole audience was like 👁️👄👁️ WELL ALRIGHT :DDD!! XDDD!! Plus a Rina kiss right after that so the audience must just be going with it xD. Maybe Seb's playing the young version of the nameless Scott Hoying character lol and we just connected it to HSM4 XDD. Oh and "THIS MEANS WE'RE A THING" S T O P P P P HE IS THE MOST ADORABLE EVER 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰. Also how his dad immediately turned to (presumably) his mom to talk to her XDD. But he was smiling next so I think we're good :')). Maybe we'll see a talk next episode or a meeting but who knows <3333. I'm happy either way 🥰🥰.

Also Seb. PLEASE BE COACH BOLTON!!! Listen I know he probably won't but HONEY PLEASE STOP SHAKING YOUR HEAD 😭❤️❤️ xD!! I need it <333. Okay fine I just really really want it xdd <33.

Anyway that was the most adorable thing ever and I love them so so much <33333 😭😭❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

And y'all the MUSIC THIS EPISODE!!! ALL THE SONGS WERE SO GOOD :DDDD!!! Y'all know I love Now or Never xD but SERIOUSLY they were all amazing :DDD. And can we talk about the set and blocking/choreography with it as well??? I don't know how they had time for all that but it's a SLAY!!! Though I suppose they did show us with the dancing in episode 2 that they learn quickly lol xD. Anyway 🥰! Night of Nights was amazing (plus Seblos kiss at the end of the song 🥰🥰🥰❤️❤️ perfect timing by the way Seb <333 xD)!! I Want It All was SUCH A SLAY!!! And like I said, I adore Now or Never xD. Mr. Mazzara just WORKED in it too, he was perfect :D!! Anyway, yeah, it was all wonderful 🥰🥰🥰❤️.

Y'all I loved this episode so freaking much :')). I'm scared for the next one, and DEFINITELY not at all read, especially considering it's the finale 😭😭, but I am SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!! I am gonna miss this show though :'). So, so freaking much <333. But yeah - this episode was AMAZING!! I'm glad we're getting a lot of the performance, too - we deserve it :'D. Though hopefully this time Ricky stays in it lol <3. But seriously, every part of this episode was just amazing :')). I really hope everything works out xdd. It better lol XD :'D. I'm sure it will (almost sure) <33. Ahh, I love them all so much :') <333 😭❤️❤️❤️🥰. Such a great, wonderful episode :) <333. And I am SO EXCITED for the next one :'D. The last one :'))).

So, let's do this :'D.

ONTO EPISODE EIGHT!!!!!

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animusiem · 1 year

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Billboard USA Exclusion Zone Episode 3 (02/25/2023)

I'm glad that last week's chart is very chill and all that because this week not only we have Rihanna songs here because of Super Bowl, but also there are some Italian songs because of Sanremo (Italian song competition for Eurovision). Let's not waste anymore time we have 18 songs here so strap in!

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22. "Lost" by Linkin Park

With Meteora being almost a decade old, Mike Shinoda decided to released basically a B-Side album with this being the lead singles. This song made me realized that Meteora has hold up so well that even its B-side and demo sounds like something that would be released today.

29. "Cenere" by Lazza

Okay we have five Italian songs debuted this week thanks to Sanremo, so I will keep these pretty brief. The first song here is a downbeat dance tune that I would like more if it wasn't for Lazza himself being a non-presence.

32. "Due Vite" by Marco Mengoni

I think out of all the language in the world, Italian language is probably the perfect language to sing ballad in. Beside that, I love the piano here.

42. "Supereroi" by Mr.Rain

Is this guy recording his vocal with an ASMR mic because he's way too close to the mic and mixed so up in the mix. Also did you really have to use a thunderstorm sound effect just because your stage name is Mr.Rain?

71. "Diamonds" by Rihanna

Now we are in the Rihanna portion of the show and ending your performance with this song is kinda inspired, even if I found this song to be overwritten and Rihanna sings like her cheek got stung by a bee.

76. "Facilita Ai" by Ze Felipe

Okay how do I describe this song hmm...Imagine if you make a progressive EDM song but you are DJ Mustard and you only have Brazilian preset on your FL Studio. Take that as you will.

77. "We Found Love" by Rihanna ft. Calvin Harris

Speaking of EDM probably one of the biggest EDM songs of all time. And yet, with how versatile Calvin Harris can be, this is probably his most basic production work ever and yes even more than Summer.

94. "Love On The Brain" by Rihanna

It's kinda interesting how most Rihanna songs that charted in Global Excl US chart this week are either her pop songs or RnB songs...with one big examples that we'll get to. (Though I wish Needed Me charted here)

104. "IL BENE NEL MALE" by Madame

I think our of the Sanremo songs debuted, this song is my favorite. It sounds like early 2010's synthpop songs that emphasis on heavy low end.

126. "Only Girl (In The World)" by Rihanna

And this is probably the best EDM/club Rihanna song. I especially love the soaring chorus with the synth goes one semitone higher in the last chorus.

142. "Stay" by Rihanna ft. Mikky Ekko

This song is boring yada yada yada. The most interesting thing about this song is that the most notable thing that Mikky Ekko has done after this song is making a song for a Netflix series called "A Babysitter's Guide to Monster Hunting".

145. "Fighting" by BSS ft. Lee Young Ji

Okay not gonna lie this song by the special unit for SEVENTEEN is probably the best song debuted this week. It's just a burst of energy through and through and that rap break bruhhhhhh.

152. "La Bebe" by Yng Lvcas

I think the biggest winner for this Winter of 2023 is definitely Mexico with now their reggaeton artist having a hit. Shame that this song is boring.

169. "En La Intimidad" by Emilia X Big One X Callejero Fino

I think if the drum isn't like the biggest thing about this song (literally) I would've enjoyed this song.

172. "Bitch Better Have My Money" by Rihanna

I'm so glad that she brought back this song in the Super Bowl because holy shit this song kinda aged well? Still though this song doesn't suit Rihanna at all lmao. If you wanna hear the good rap Rihanna song go listen to Lemon, her collaboration with NERD

193. "Where Have You Been" by Rihanna

Yeah I don't hate this one as much as the shadowy figure with a piano has led you believe. This is because I played too much of this song on Just Dance 2014 and it became a part of my childhood. Also please Ubisoft work on the deal with Rihanna again thank you.

195. "Tango" by Tananai

This song sounds like a soundtrack to a FPS game about a battle in the Stalingrad and your protagonist is from Soviet Union.

196. "El Gordo Tras El Mando" by Chino Pacas

Okay now I can see why some people don't like this type of music. Why is that basoon (?) mixed so badly in this? This sounds so crispy and in the worst way.

I highly recommend you readers to listen to these songs.

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pearonthegas · 2 years

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monaco gp '22

ENT. 27/05 - 29/05

lights out and...away we go..?

for a weekend which has probably been echoed to me as one that may not be very eventful, if at all, my head is still spinning with thoughts

Practice Sessions & Quali

first thing's first!! our good man mr gasly performed so well over all the practice sessions - it was like catching a glimpse of his last season's pace again!! it seemed like everything was going absolutely his way this weekend - i was almost hopeful for a podium. the false alarm of a red flag during quali was a shame, i think we could've seen a lot lot more from him.

on the complete polar opposite, yuki seemed to be having issues throughout the whole weekend :( i hope it was just a blip, but we'll take a look at how it goes over the next race!

as ever, seeing the red bull and ferrari cars up at the top challenging each other for the lead with little gap between them was an absolute event. it was unfortunate that checo's and carlos' qualis came to an end so abruptly with their crashes, but their pace was so promising.

with rain being forecasted for sunday, it seemed as though the race could go anywhere

Race Day

now, i have never been more grateful for watching a race from home for an hour while we waited for the rain to die down so the lights could go out (spa doesn't count i've chosen to eradicate those four hours from my mind)

i completely understand why the red flag had gone out for the time that it did, but once again, it was difficult to ignore the fact that the procedures being followed were completely unclear to the rest of us.

once we were finally on our way though, oh the times were keeping me on my toes -

seeing the midfield go through its shuffle as they were the first to swap for inters was immensely tense. with gasly taking four overtakes in a row, the alpines and hamilton with their close defense, the competition between them has truly become much closer this season compared to last.

the ferrari pit stop caught me off guard. a double stack? no - a mistake. i'm glad charles had finished his race in monaco, effectively breaking the curse to an extent, but oh - what it could've been

the podium was perhaps as expected in terms of teams? i had a strong feeling that checo was gonna have quite the weekend and i was glad he did. this seems to be a promising year for him - i'm interested in where this will go. with two more years to that contract, this is surely just the beginning.

overall, it was a weekend to remember. i was so tired by the end of it, but at the end, i'm glad the race ended safely (and that we had a race at all)

xx till baku

#monaco gp 2022 #pierre gasly #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #sergio perez #sir lewis hamilton #esteban ocon #yuki tsunoda #fernando alonso #alpine #alpine f1 #scuderia alphatauri #f1 #formula one #sebastian vettel #mick schumacher #haas

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struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor · 2 years

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Hi, I just wanted to quickly tell you how glad I am that I found your post where you said that you aren’t that interested in their solo careers and talked about your take on the hiatus thing because you really summed up all my thoughts and fears about what may be coming very well. I really feel the same way as you especially the last paragraph. It hit a little too close to home.

I've actually just been extremely sad since the announcement because I feel like an important part of my life has been taken away and I know how pathetic and embarrassing that must sound and especially since I‘m in my mid twenties but…. yeah. Maybe I’m just pathetic. I want to be happy for them, but it's just extremely hard when I feel like I'm falling by the wayside. and I am also just totally confused by what's suddenly going on because JK has recently mentioned again and again that he only feels really comfortable performing with his members and that he doesn't like to be on his own and then his recent vlive where he said that he wouldn't go on shows without the others but now this? It's all over the place somehow and the timing is so weird too because why would they announce something like this right now when they're promoting a new album? It totally overshadowed the album, which is probably one of the reasons why it scored so poorly. I just can't help but feel a bit bitter and disappointed about the way they handled it. And also, I am very confused about how little some of the members were affected about the whole thing. Like Tae for example always used to be so emotional back in the days but in the festa video it really looked like he didn't even care, same goes for some of the others. Sorry that I so randomly poured out my heart to you, I don't have anyone to talk to about this.

Hi! You're welcome, and thank you for finding my post. I was feeling alone in how I felt too! You can pour your heart out to me anytime. I don't have anyone to talk to about this either :)

Tbh, I was quite angry but I'm not anymore. I've moved on a bit. The day after the Festa dinner I couldn't sleep and I was feeling so empty and scared. Now I feel ready to embrace their solo projects. It helps that I remembered we didn't get any music for over a year, and that there were many times during the pandemic that I felt BTS were very absent. Now, we'll get more individual content, but Hybe will feel pressured to keep the OT7 brand alive (especially after their shares tanked with the break announcement), so we might be getting a lot more OT7 content than we think!

But it's okay if you're not there yet! I'm being hopeful now, but I know I'll start to miss them a lot when they inevitably become less active as 7. They still have schedules and content they've filmed, but soon they may be in different countries doing different things. I'm scared of losing their bond...

I've also become excited for Jungkook's solo career, as well as Jimin's. And I can't wait for D3. But I don't have the same amount of interest in all the members and I don't know how much I will enjoy their solo careers.

About Jungkook, it is weird how they never hinted at wanting to go solo. The stuff about being lost and confused, they've talked about before, but wanting to go solo or being lost collectively as a group was new. Had they shared feeling curious about doing solo performances and projects, then perhaps we would have been more prepared for this?

The timing is weird, because they sort of ruined Festa and they sabotaged Proof too. They didn't properly promote Proof, and even Army didn't hype it up as much as they could because it got caught up in the Festa schedule. It's like they didn't care about how Proof performed? It wasn't a priority for them. Had BTS announced their break before Proof came out, there would've been a lot more hype for Proof. It would've sold more, YTC would've broken records, etc. Proof should've been released before Festa too, and then Festa would've been some sort of goodbye. It was a goodbye for them, but not for us since we didn't know they would be saying "goodbye"...

The members' "lack" of reactions probably come down to the fact that they've been planning this since MOTS:7. This break was supposed to happen all the way back in 2020. The members have had plenty of time to prepare themselves for this and to process their feelings. Looking back, My Time is the kind of song that you'd write before announcing a break ("Can I someday finna find my time?"). Likewise, the rapline songs and Inner Child fit the theme of finding themselves and reflecting on how far they've come...

So, yeah, their lack of emotionality (in some members) is because this isn't news for them. They're already preparing their albums and have known all this for years... Unlike us, who were kind of blindsided...

Your feelings are perfectly valid! Don't worry about overreacting. I'm choosing to trust them. To trust that we won't loose them. But I know we will, to some extent. It was inevitable anyway... Right now I feel hopeful, but I still feel a bit empty when I picture the future ahead. Right now things haven't changed too much, but we know they will... It's the end of an era. It's okay to mourn it...

Thanks for the ask! Come talk to me anytime!

#ask #bts #thanks for the ask!#feel better <3

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skinni-girls-eat-books · 2 months

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Monday, March 4th, 2024!

6:18pm: A VERY successful day of doing fuck all nothing *guilt-freeeeeee* YASSSSSS I fucking love spring break without a dumbass man trying to dictate wtf I'm doing 🤣 I did NOTHING all day it has been absolutely glorious.

Meanwhile, lil man over there having a meltdown cryfest about "having to stop talking to me because it's causing fights with his gf" ahahahahahahh I'm sorry but like I just called him when he started texting me like ok say this shit over the phone and he was just crying blubbering clearly not doing well, saying how difficult this is for him blah blah blah.... And like I just didn't really feel bad or whatever for him, I wasn't really upset, I'm so over him and that part feels amazing. He is free to do whatever he wants and I'm free to do whatever I want. All I know is that 1) I'm positive that hello this isn't the last time we'll ever speak, god willing and such. 2) forcing someone to cut someone out of their life like that just breeds resentment and also it's like I'm the thing he can't have now so great lol. Such a healthy, non-toxic relationship amiright?? Go off y'all, bc I definitely want my partner micromanaging my life and making me feel upset like she is making him upset. Wow so glad I didn't have to deal with that emotional MESS jfc. It's so performative, it just feels like an act and none of it feels genuine like it's crazyyy. But whatever time goes on and time will tell ig. Those ppl that stay in an unhealthy relationship way too long or bc "they can't handle being alone with their own thoughts"..... Couldn't be me.... But it's a lot of people 👀

Also, couldn't be me having to worry about the "oh yeah I haven't taken my psych medication in like two weeks but I took it this morning and I'm really feeling it"..... Ok I'm literally a pharmacist and that's not how it works but, once again, go off King 😬 literally giving yourself emotional whiplash for why for what. **** Always requiring that you are the victim in a situation that YOU PUT YOURSELF INTO !! NOBODY GIVES AF WE HAVE ALL TRIED TO HELP YOU AND IT GETS OLD !! It's not cute to never fucking hold yourself responsible for the shitty things you do or have done to people, and people get tired of dealing with your abuse, even friends, it doesn't have to be a partner. You're exhausting to be around. It's a shame. He said he feels bad for all the shitty things he did to me, ok that's cool *I forgive you* (which I said again) but you still fucked me over time and time again so the sympathy is gone, empathy doesn't exist because I wouldn't do the shit you've done to me, so how can I even relate to your shitty behavior. All I can do for myself is forgive and move on bc you're unable to be helped now.

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jpoaulransahl · 1 year

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#16

i return.

that's the bio for my new instagram id which i have created after realising how left out, alienated i felt. i don't feel those emotions anymore but now i fear my social media use will skyrocket. i enjoy posting my own memes on this account and they have been met with great reception.

it's been exactly 50 days since i was last here, a lot has happened

one of my seniors at college likes how i play so he got me in his club which is playing in one of the best leagues in my city. i am yet to produce a memorable performance but i think that day is coming closer and closer.

i have realised my self hatred is no longer existent and that i don't need to run from physical contact anymore. i do sometimes feel like i've found happiness, not just when i'm looking at pretty sunsets or when i save an absolute worldie in a football match but also when i'm climbing stairs or just walking. i feel like i'm a lot more grateful now. i'm starting to like these mirrors. i'm still as socially anxious and it does affect my performances on the pitch and my self esteem.

i have found some people i really am fond of, at college, who don't make me feel more lonely than i already am. among them, there is a girl i like. i dont think i've ever felt better about love. it's more than just an infatuation. i'm doing well with her and i think the feeling is mutual. i still don't know if i should ask her or not. maybe she's just being friendly. i don't know. but my cheeks remain rosy. and pink blossoms stand tall in my head. i do fear she's already dating or has dated a friend before but we'll figure it all out.

my previously sucidal friend is still not doing well, from the looks of it. i really hope he gets better. to see the cuts on his forearm breaks my heart. i wish i was more vocal about my fondness of him. i'll do so much to see him glad

i got another gig, i get to teach a 4 year old football. i should be paying them for this. i absolutely love football and so do i kids. it's fantastic. and he's marvellously cute. his birthday is fast approaching and i don't know what to get him.

exams are soon approaching and i might fail statistics at this rate but i'm studying and am confident. don't you worry, we'll be there.

i have fallen out of a friendship as well. he started smoking. i understand he had a breakup but to blame the girl on his new addiction was wrong. i remember him since a long time. we go long back. both him and i go so long back. but i can't let nostalgia be a part of a something that should be amputated. he's going down and i don't wanna stick around for that. he's become toxic. he still is not taking any responsibility for any of his actions or mistakes and gets defensive when one tries to let him know. his best friend (also my ex) has tried a lot and it's taken a toll on her. she's trying to distance herself from him now. i hope she feels better. as for this friend i've almost let go, i hope something makes him change his ways.

time is a beautiful thing, cruel to some and a boon to others. i feel like i have made it. i'm still a student and don't have a job-job but i have made it. i feel fulfilled. all my insecurities and problems make me me but that's no excuse for me to stay the same way. i will change for the better, and when you'll be reading this, maybe 3 days, 17 days, 5 months or 17 years later, you'll see how time would have eroded you. how there are wrinkles on your forehead and hand and your youthful stride has retired.

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fanficimagery · 3 years

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Misery Business pt. I

Imagine moving in with the Molina's after an incident back home. Instead of being angry, you realize this is your second chance to be truly happy and you really hope it goes better than your first attempt.

Words: 6.1K Author's Note: I'm a sucker for three idiot ghost boys which is why I'm back, only in this imagine everyone is alive. Yes that includes Rose Molina as well :) Soulmate!AU too so have fun with that. FYI, Y/N will be "musically talented" but since I can't write music to save my life then "Y/N's music" will come from a little band that goes by the name of Paramore and by James Arthur.

Julie and three of her best guy friends are in the family studio outside, writing and jamming and just having the time of their life. Alex, Reggie, and Luke are about two years older than Julie, but the boys overlooked the teeny tiny age gap because her killer voice was exactly what their band was missing. The entire high school knew exactly who the boys of Sunset Curve were so they were all surprised when they took sophomore Julie Molina under their wing and rebranded their band.

Julie's family was very supportive of her music, especially her mother Rose, and she let Julie and the boys use her studio whenever they wanted so long as they all kept up their grades. They're usually left alone when Julie and Luke are in writing mode, so it's a bit of a surprise to see Ray and Rose entering the studio.

Alex is the first to notice them, nudging Reggie and gesturing to Mr. and Mrs. Molina, and then Reggie tosses a pillow at Luke's head to get his attention. Luke's rather rude remark is on the tip of his tongue, but his eyes widen upon seeing Julie's parents.

"Jules. Julie!" He hisses. "Your mom and dad are here."

"Hmm. What?" Julie finally looks away from her journal, her eyes widening before a beaming smile breaks out. "Mami! Papi. What brings you two here?"

"Hey mija," Ray says. "Can we talk real quick?"

"Of course!"

She glances at the boys and they're quick to start packing up, but Ray gestures for them to stay put. "It's okay, boys. You can stay for this."

Rose smiles. "After all, you are family too."

Every time Rose or Ray mention that the boys are family, they can't help but smile goofily. None of the boys have the type of relationship with their parents that Julie has with hers, so they're all grateful the Molina's accept them as if they were a Molina as well. Julie smiles as the boys, who are all practically older brothers to her, gather around her and Luke to hear what's going on.

On his way further into the studio, Ray grabs a chair for Rose and she takes a seat while Ray stands behind her, gripping the back of her chair. "Okay," he exhales a little roughly, "so you know the drama your cousin went through a few months ago?"

Julie frowns. "Yeah."

"Well it seems Y/N isn't doing so well," Rose says. "Your tía thinks a change of location is what's best for her."

"Y/N wants to move here?"

"Well not exactly," Ray says. "Y/N doesn't know. If we agree to take her in, then Y/N will be told of her relocation."

Julie nods, looking thoughtful. "Okay."

"Okay?" Ray muses. "What does okay mean?"

"Well I'm assuming you're only telling me because you never make a big decision without seeing what me and Carlos think," Julie says and then smiles brightly. "I love Y/N. Carlos loves Y/N, so I know he already voted yes."

Rose chuckles. "He did. I believe his words were I will throw down for Y/N any day of the week. Bring her home."

Julie snorts. "Of course he did." Then after glancing between her mom and dad, she nods with a gentler smile. "Whatever she needs. I'll even decorate the guest bedroom for her."

"That's nice, mija." Ray then looks over the boys, eyes settling on Reggie. "No flirting."

"I- what?"

"No flirting!"

Luke and Alex snort as Reggie gasps in mock outrage, but everyone knows Reggie is the one to flirt first and ask questions later. Ray and Rose laugh as they ready to leave the studio, Rose walking over to kiss her daughter on the temple before disappearing after her husband.

As soon as the teenagers are left alone, the boys whirl on Julie.

"So who's Y/N?" Alex asks, smiling innocently.

"And what was the drama a few months ago?" Luke wonders.

Julie glances between all three boys before sighing. "I'm only telling you this because it's highly likely she'll be coming soon." She has their full attention. "Y/N is my older cousin. Last year she met her soulmate."

"Aww," Alex coos.

"Or so we thought."

His smile immediately falls. "Oh."

Julie cringes. "Yeah. Apparently some new transfer student at her school liked my cousin so much that he decided he wanted to be her one and only. Really creepy dude," she says. "So somehow he figured out what her words were and made sure those were the first words he spoke to her." Their eyes widen. "When she spoke to him in return, he memorized the words and had them tattooed on. Then he refused to let her see the words, under the guise that they were in a private spot she couldn't see until they got to know each other better, until they healed."

"What the hell," Luke breathes. "That such a-"

"Dick move," Reggie mutters.

Alex nods in agreement. "Yeah. What they said."

Julie smiles sadly at her friends. "She was with him for a year before he met his real soulmate and then he tried to juggle them both. Y/N was really torn up about it."

"Who wouldn't be?" Alex says. "That is so messed up."

"It is. But if there's one thing I know about my cousin it's that she doesn't want people to tiptoe around her." Julie grins then. "So be yourselves like you are with me, just don't flirt with her."

Alex stares down his two guy best friends until they huff and nod in agreement. "I think they can handle that."

Stepping out of the Uber in front of your tío's house, you're grateful you stopped being annoyed with your mom for making you move long enough to accept the money she transferred into your bank account. The ride from the airport to the Molina household wasn't exactly a cheap one and you regretted not letting your family pick you up when you saw what you owed.

But now you're here, one duffel bag hanging from your shoulder and a medium-sized suitcase sitting by your feet. You only have a moment to take it all in before the front door is opening, and your tío and tía are exiting the house to greet you.

"You're here!" Rose smiles and is quick to pull you into a hug. "How was your flight?"

"Decent. Just a little turbulence. I might have barfed. Twice."

Rose and Ray laugh, and then Ray's tugging you into a hug of his own. "We're so glad to have you, mija. Julie and her friends have just about finished with your room. They're really excited to have you here."

"And I'm excited to be here." Pulling out of the hug, you're met with two identical expressions that practically say Are you really?. "Well now I am." All three of you chuckle. "I was a little upset at the short notice, but I'm totally over it. I am a little tired though, so yeah."

"Oh. Of course. Just head on up, mija. You know where the guest bedroom is," Rose says. "Ray and I need to go get some groceries for tonight. Does arroz con pollo sound good?"

You groan quietly. "It sounds fantastic. My mom could never quite make it like you do."

Ray laughs. "Well my sister is not the cook she claims to be. Now go on. Rest up and we'll see you for dinner."

As Ray and Rose take their leave, you grab your suitcase and drag it inside behind you. You can hear laughter coming from upstairs so that's where you head towards, and you're not surprised to see Julie, Flynn, and who appears to be Julie's bandmate Alex tacking up some fairy lights and draping them across your headboard. The bedroom, which was usually bare except for the bed and dresser, has many of your personal things scattered about that had been shipped a little over a week ago now. However the sheer black curtains, the maroon comforter bed set, and the lights they're hanging up are all new.

"A-hem." You clear your throat, smiling when all three teens freeze and turn towards you. "Are you guys seriously having fun without me?" The blonde boy grins as the two girls squeal, you dropping your duffel bag next to your suitcase just as Julie and Flynn launch themselves at you. Your arms are spread wide as they wrap themselves around you and you bring your own arms down around their shoulders to squeeze them in return. "Did you girls miss me?"

"Uh duh!" Flynn is the first to retort.

Julie pulls back just enough to look you in the face. "We're going to have so much fun."

"So much." You can't help but chuckle, your attention then sliding to the quiet blonde. "Alex, right?"

He smiles. "Yeah. Hi. It's nice to meet you."

"You too, man. I keep up with the band on Youtube and can I just say that you absolutely kill it on the drums? I mean holy shit. You're awesome!"

Alex blushes as Julie points at him. "See! Own your awesomeness. My cousin thinks you're cool, therefore you are cool."

Both girls finally release you, Flynn stumbling back to sit on the edge of what is now your bed. Julie stays right where she's at, arm wrapped around your waist as you both stare at her bandmate. You nod and smile at him. "You really are. We definitely need to jam some time."

Alex seems to perk up then. "Y-You're into music too?"

Flynn snorts. "The Molina's are all freakishly talented. I'm almost jealous."

You roll your eyes fondly at Flynn. "Shush. You're talented in other areas." Then looking at Alex, you grin. "I sing and write. Not as amazing as Julie, of course, but I can hold my own. I like to perform-"

"Just not in front of an audience," Julie muses.

"-and just let go. The rush of it all feels good." You turn to pout at your cousin. "And yeah, not in front of an audience of strangers." You stare at Alex once more. "Friends and family is fine, just not like a legit stage. I'll projectile vomit like that one girl in Pitch Perfect." All three teens snort, that movie having been popular with all of them.

Alex then grins. "We'll definitely have to jam then once you're settled in."

A brief moment of silence descends upon the room, but Flynn is not having it. She claps her hands once, garnering everyone's attention. "So before we get comfortable, lets address the elephant in the room." You groan as she smiles broadly. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine, guys."

"Really? Your sudden move states otherwise."

"Flynn!" Julie scolds. Alex seems to freeze, his gaze darting between you and Flynn.

Flynn grimaces as she seems to think she's crossed a line, but you merely roll your eyes. "What exactly did my mom tell your dad?" You turn to ask Julie.

"Um," she gulps and fidgets in place. "I was just told that you weren't doing so good after everything that happened."

You snort. "Seriously?" Julie nods and you chuckle, shaking your head. "Guys, I'm fine. Honestly! I got over the heartbreak like a week after it happened and then I was just pissed off. But my friends helped me realize some things and I'm good now."

"But then why did your mom say you weren't?" Julie wonders.

"I love my mom, but she's a moron," you say. You drag Julie over to your bed, kicking off your shoes along the way and crawl to sit against the headboard. Julie does the same and you gesture for Alex to join Flynn at the foot of your bed. He does, smiling to be included. Once everyone's settled, you say, "So Jerry, who was the guy pretending to be my soulmate," you explain for Flynn and Alex, "has been trying to get in contact with me ever since I blocked him on everything I could. A couple weeks ago while I was out partying with some friends, Jerry and his soulmate were at the same party I was at. I didn't notice them, but they noticed me and they somehow managed to come up with the idea that I was stalking them."

"What a bitch," Flynn immediately blurts. Alex nods along with her.

"Anyway, Jerry's soulmate confronted me and I was completely blindsided by how angry she was with me. I mean, Jerry's the one who tricked me! Not the other way around." You shake your head in annoyance. "She made some hella stupid accusations and she threw a punch."

Julie gasps. "She didn't!?"

"She did. Now I'm not stupid, so I let her hit me a couple of times before I took my first swing. Fortunately for me, she clawed me," you pull your shirt down to show them three marks just above your cleavage, "and she was arrested when the cops got there. After giving my statement and getting statements from the witnesses, they determined I acted in self defense and let me go home. Mom took the little altercation as me spiraling and acting out, so she shipped me off."

"Jesus," Julie sighs. "That's messed up."

"It really is. But oh well. What happened, happened, and now I get to live with my favorite people."

All four of you laugh before Alex gestures towards your chest, sobering up some. "I have some cream that you can use so it'll fade the scars. My soulmate likes to skateboard and he gets pretty banged up every now and then so I keep a stash of that stuff for him."

You smile fondly at him. "Yes, please. The first time my real soulmate sees the girls," you shimmy your chest just the slightest, "I don't want him to see my battle wounds."

Julie swats you with the back of your hand and you laugh at her exasperated expression as the other two break down into giggles.

Lounging around in your room, you ask Julie about her other two bandmates but Alex tells you they had family obligations they couldn't get out of. Carlos gets dropped off by his friend's mom and he joyously jumps onto the middle of the bed when he realizes you're finally there. So that's how Ray and Rose find the five of you, laughing and joking in your new room before dinner is ready and making plans to hang out the following day when everyone could meet up.

After explaining to your tío and tía the real reasoning your mother had you sent away, it was like a weight was lifted off their shoulders and they were more at ease in your presence. You laughed at their sheepishness, at how they thought they had a rightfully heartbroken teenager on their hands with no clue how to ease said heartache. But when all was said and done, everyone seemed to be themselves around you.

Alex had shown up that afternoon, soulmate in tow, and immediately you asked to play with Willie's hair. Both boys had laughed, Willie agreed and readily sat on the floor between your knees as Julie and Alex Facetimed Flynn about any upcoming open mic nights they could book. Willie had a box of random hair supplies in his lap and you saw how he kept running his fingers over a feather and some small silver hoops. Without even asking him, you grabbed a couple of silver hoops, a feather, and set them aside. You had him tilt his head and he did so without questions, closing his eyes as you started to part and section the hair on the right side of his head. Alex smiled every time he looked over at the two of you and you happily gave Willie three thin braids about five inches long before letting the rest of his hair hang loose. The two outer braids had the silver hoops clipped in and the braid in the middle held the feather you had braided in with a thin leather cord. When you were finished and then combed out Willie's hair one last time, you told him you were done and had to bite back a laugh at the way Alex gulped. Willie eagerly went to check himself out in the mirror, beaming at his reflection before turning around and pulling you into a hug.

While your tío Ray and tía Rose worked, and Carlos spent time at his friend's house, you and Julie ordered in some pizza for yourselves, Alex, and Willie. They had no plans at all for the day so the four of you went out to Rose's studio garage when Flynn finally showed up.

Flynn has the bright idea to do karaoke, pulling out the equipment and setting up a laptop Julie had in the studio for this occasion.

Flynn killed it on Nicki Minaj's Starships, you and Julie sang Mamma Mia and were joined by a very enthusiastic Alex. Willie absolutely refused to sing, but that was okay because he knew the choreography for Backstreet Boys Everybody and you eagerly pulled him up to dance with yourself and Julie. Tío Ray and Tía Rose showed up with Carlos in tow, and you and Julie laughed joyously as her parents sang through Journey's Don't Stop Believin'.

Everyone was laughing and having a good time, but as the sun was going down the parental figures went inside to talk through dinner ideas and clean up a little.

You ask Julie if she has any originals you have yet to hear, but as she goes to go grab a journal Alex speaks up. "What about you? You said you wrote, right? I need to hear an original."

"I, uh, sure." You shrug. You turn towards Julie, eyeing the laptop. "Are my instrumentals still on there?"

She grins. "Yeah. Can I choose?"

"Go for it." You get up to go see which song of yours she's going to choose, smiling softly when you see her choice. Alex is practically bouncing in his seat, Willie is shaking his head at him in fond amusement, and Flynn looks torn between recording with her phone. When you nod at her, she beams and gets ready to hit record on her phone.

"So before Julie hits play, I just want you guys to know I wrote this song while I was Jerry. He absolutely loathed it when he first heard it because he thought I was singing about someone else." You huff a laugh. "The song was honestly about a couple on a TV show I got fixated on, but he didn't believe me. So anyway, I might be a little rusty, but Julie loves it so here goes nothing.

Julie hits play. The violin starts and you smirk when you see Alex's eyebrows raise. Then the drums, guitar, and bass kick in and his eyes widen just as his jaw drops when your attitude completely changes.

"I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top. She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock. It's a matter of time before we all run out. When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth."

You keep singing, singing to Julie, but then it goes silent before the chorus kicks in and you find yourself back to back with your cousin as she joins you. "Woah, it was never my intention to brag. To steal it all away from you now. But God, does it feel so good 'cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could, then you know you would 'cause God, it just feels so.. It just feels so good."

Willie whoops and you laugh your way through the next few lines, rocking your shoulders and even throwing in a couple of head bangs for good measure.

But then the music quiets just so and you face the boys. "I watched his wildest dreams come true and not one of them involving you. Just watch my wildest dreams come true. Not one of them involving.." You head bang now, twisting your head back and forth so your hair wildly flips back and forth. Julie plays the air guitar and you're laughing, having made yourself dizzy in the process. But then as one particular part comes up, you sidle up to Julie's side, your face just inches from the side of her own face as she stares forward. "Woah I never meant to brag, but I got him where I want him now."

Your chest aches from putting your all into your own song, sweat beading at your hairline as you jump around dancing. You're exhausted by the end of the song, but it's well worth it to see Alex's gobsmacked expression.

The studio falls silent, but it's Willie and Flynn who jump to their feet. Their utter amazement and joyfulness makes you a little sheepish, but then Alex is standing to his feet. "Holy shit."

"Right?" Julie cackles. "I've been begging her to play live with us for one song, but she won't."

"Are you frickin' kidding me?!" The new voice has your head snapping in it's direction, the boy in a leather jacket and red flannel wrapped around his waist staring at you in wonder. "What is it with you Molina's and your musical talents?"

Your face flames at his praise, eyes then darting to the boy with shaggy hair and a sleeveless shirt gaping at you. You chuckle nervously and Julie wraps an arm around your shoulders, grinning as she introduces you. "And here we have Reggie and Luke. Guys, this is my cousin Y/N."

"Dude, will you marry me?" Luke's words make everyone laugh out loud, but you freeze.

Julie, having felt you tense up, stares at you. "Y/N? Are you-"

But you cut her off, eyes solely on Luke as you say, "Bro, don't call me dude." Your mocking tone makes Flynn snort.

Not only is it Luke's turn to freeze, but so do Alex and Reggie. Their eyes widen as they stare between you and Luke, your heart beating triple when you realize just who this is.

"Oh my god," Alex mutters.

"Oh my god!" Reggie exclaims, smile instantly beaming.

"OH MY GOD!" Julie shouts, arm tightening around your shoulder. "Did he just- did you just say.." You nod, your breathing becoming a little erratic. Julie notices and turns you so she grips you by the shoulders and you're staring directly into her face. "Hey, it's okay. You're fine. Luke's one of the good ones."

You gulp. "I- it's not that," you murmur. "But he said.. and I need to see-"

Before you can finish, the presence of said boy is right next to you and Julie. You startle at his appearance, but then he's holding out his arm between you and your cousin and you glance down to see the words that have been stamped into his skin since the day of his birth. There on the space just below the crease of his elbow are the words bro, don't call me dude.

You laugh, a little wetly, but no one dares to call you out on it. Instead, you turn and lift your shirt so he can see his own words stamped on your ribs. A faint touch has you flinching away and giggling, and Julie snorts as you pout at Luke who seems to realize you're ticklish.

"OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS ARE SOULMATES!" Flynn shouts. "THIS IS SO COOL!"

And just like that the tension is broken, everyone laughing and cheering. You're having trouble holding Luke's gaze, his crinkled eyes and swoon-worthy smile making you want to reach out and hug him. So when you see his fingers twitch and tap out a beat against his leg before he clenches his fists closed, you cave and pull him into a hug. He hesitates a moment before he sighs, wrapping his arms tightly around you in return.

"Hey. ¿Qué está pasando? (What's going on?) Rose wonders. Apparently the cheering had caught tía Rose and tío Ray's attention.

You and Luke break apart, but your arms remain touching as you both stare at Julie's parents like you'd been caught doing something wrong. And since the two of you can't seem to form words, Julie giggles before filling them in. "Luke and Y/N are soulmates. They said each other's words."

Ray and Rose immediately look at you in shock, and you can feel your face heating up. Slowly, you smile at your tía's concerned expression and immediately she's beaming as she makes a beeline for you. "Mija! That's wonderful news." You laugh as she hugs you and then laugh even harder when you see your tío Ray clamp a hand down on Luke's shoulder. Then releasing you and turning towards Luke, tía Rose smiles as she opens her arms wide before moving in to hug him. "I'm happy for you too, mijo. Welcome to the family." Then pulling back, she says, "Not that you weren't already part of the family, but you know."

Luke chuckles, ears turning red. "Thanks, Mrs. Molina."

"Well this is a cause for celebration," Ray says. "Anyone feeling up to pasta?" Julie, Flynn, and Reggie all whoop in unison. "You going to join us, Willie?"

Willie, never usually around for long periods of time with Julie's family, is surprised to be invited. Alex beams at his soulmate and Willie knows he can't say no. "Sure, Mr. Molina. Thanks for the invite."

"Great," Rose smiles. "Well now that that's settled, I'm going to go make a reservation so we don't give the hostess a stroke when we all walk in. Everyone has two hours before we leave."

Tía Rose and tío Ray congratulate you and Luke one last time before they take their leave. Everyone follows after them, excitingly talking outfit choices, but Reggie remains by the opened doors smiling between you and Luke. A second later, Alex returns and marches a reluctant Reggie away.

Now that it's just you and Luke, the two of you laugh nervously.

"So.."

"So.." You both laugh nervously again and then you're groaning. "This is so weird, but like I'm also really excited."

Luke loses some of his nerves and his shoulders slump. "Really? You're excited?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

He turns sheepish then, averting his gaze as he shoves his hands into the front of his jean's pockets. "Julie might have explained the shitty thing your ex did and yeah. I would understand if you weren't stoked to meet me on your second day here."

He's so genuine in his explanation that you can't help but mentally swoon at this boy before you. You're not sure where the sudden confidence comes from, but you're grateful for it when you step closer and take his face in the palm of your hands so he's staring right at you. "Okay one, my mother didn't properly explain why she moved me here. I'll fill you in later, but I'm telling you right now it's not because I'm heartbroken or anything. And two, I am stoked to meet you. You wanna know why?" Luke can only nod as he pays close attention and you grin at him. "Because the moment realization sunk in, everything just felt.. it felt-"

"Right?" He asks, voice low.

You nod. "It felt right. There was no uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach, there was just elation. Like I found something I didn't know I was looking for until you uttered the words etched on my ribs."

Luke slowly smiles and you let your hands fall to your sides, leaning in and quickly kissing his cheek. "Now come on. We need to get ready for tonight."

His cheeks turn red almost immediately, but you don't say anything as you grab his arm and drag his hand from his pocket. Then clasping his hand within your own, you drag him out of the studio and up towards the house.

Dinner was quite the affair, everyone pushing you and Luke next to one another at the table and cooing over how adorable you two were. Even his parents, Emily and Mitch, had been invited along and everyone smiled throughout the entire dinner. The table was quite loud, but not a single customer nearby or the waitresses could blame you when Reggie loudly explained that they were celebrating newly found soulmates. There was even applause that had you and Luke turning red in the face and then trying to aim a kick at Reggie's shin under the table. Unfortunately, Alex took the brunt of both kicks.

When the weekend was over, Luke and the boys stood by your side on your first day of school. The band had quite the following and those fangirls of theirs were not impressed to see you and Luke hand-in-hand. It was a bit daunting navigating the hallways with a majority of the school's population looking down their nose at you, but then Julie, Flynn, and surprisingly Carrie Wilson (your cousin's arch-nemesis) came to your aide. You understood Julie and Flynn's protectiveness, but Carrie's was a shock and she merely flipped her hair over her shoulder while giving the excuse that no one should be shit on just because they found their soulmate. The girls were stunned, but shrugged it off and let Carrie do what Carrie wanted to do.

Tía Rose and tío Ray saw a lot more of Luke at their home, but didn't put up any fuss. The only thing they asked was that if they were alone in the room, then the bedroom door was to remain open at all times. And not wanting to disappoint them, you and Luke abided by their rules. Because being with Luke.. it was the complete opposite than being with Jerry. There were no nerves, no second guessing, and no jealousy. You were happy to be with Luke and vice versa, and either of you could go out with friends with no twenty questions about who you were going with and where (Jerry seriously did a number on you).

You became Julie and the Phantoms number one fan, alongside Willie and Flynn, and sat up in the loft with Willie while the band rehearsed downstairs. The times you did go downstairs after rehearsals and Luke bounded over to you like an eager puppy, you had to fight the urge to chuck something at Reggie and Julie when they cooed over how cute you were together.

Luckily for you, Luke wasn't into PDA other than hand holding or hugs. But it still didn't stop your friends from mockingly groaning for you to get a room when Luke would hug you from behind and stay there with his chin hooked over your shoulder.

Today is one of the rare days the band left Luke alone so he could spend the time with you, but you're stuck doing Algebra II homework and Luke is going through one of your old writing journals for abandoned lyrics to give him inspiration.

You've been stuck on the same problem for what feels like twenty minutes when you hear Luke sharply inhale. You glance up at him, watching him read through something that's clearly caught his attention. You can't help but grin at his look of concentration and then his expression falls and your heart suddenly aches.

Luke glances up and you gulp. "What's this?"

"What's what?"

He glances back down at the journal in his hands before looking at you once more. "Something titled Train Wreck. It looks like a completed song."

Your expression completely goes lax then. "Oh. That's, uh, I wrote that a while back when my mom and dad were going through their divorce." You close the math book in your lap and hesitantly meet Luke's gaze. "That was not a fun time for all involved. My mind was kind of.. messed up back then."

Luke gulps. "I don't want to seem inconsiderate of what clearly was a dark time for you, but this- this is really good, Y/N. Do you have a melody for it?"

You huff a laugh, shaking your head in fond amusement. Only Luke would be this invested in a song. "I do. I think it's on the laptop in a password protected file.."

His eyes light up. "Can I hear it? You don't have to, I just-"

"It's fine." You get up, heading over to the laptop and powering it up to find what you need. After a bit of searching, you find it and open it up. Letting the melody play, you look up at Luke. "I won't sing the whole thing, but I'll sing a portion of it."

He eagerly nods. "I'll take anything."

You smile at him, nervously taking a seat on a crate in the middle of the room. He finds another crate and places it close to you, wanting to be as close as possible. You close your eyes, smiling, and let the melody wash over you as the lyrics come back to you in a flash. Your heart beat is beating double, but you inhale deeply and let it out slowly.

Losing yourself to the music, you mouth the lyrics to yourself until letting your voice ring out. "Underneath our bad blood, we've still got a sanctum. Home, still a home, still a home here. It's not too late to build it back 'cause a one in a million chance is still a chance, still a chance and I would take those odds."

You open your eyes, chest aching as all those feelings from so long ago come rushing back and make your voice just that much stronger. "Unbreak the broken, unsay these spoken words. Find hope in the hopeless, pull me out of the train wreck." Luke grabs your hand and you squeeze it for all your worth as you keep looking forward. "Unburn the ashes, unchain the reactions now. I'm not ready to die, not yet. Pull me out of the train wreck. Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out."

You meet Luke's gaze then, a little surprised to see his eyes red rimmed and teary through your own blurry vision. "You can say what you like, don't say I wouldn't die for it. I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God, be my help, be a Savior who can-"

Your voice cracks on the next word and Luke tugs on your hand, pulling you into a hug. A sob escapes your throat as you cling to Luke, but you quickly stifle it against his shoulder. As the melody plays out, you press your forehead to his shoulder before pushing back and sniffling. "I, uh, I'm sorry about that. Everything came rushing back and I-"

"Don't apologize." Luke catches your face in the palm of his hands, thumbs brushing away your tears before his lips press against your forehead. The action is so soft that your expression crumples momentarily, but you quickly mask it when Luke pulls back to catch your gaze. "That was amazing, Y/N! So amazing. And I'm sorry it brought up bad memories, but.. wow."

You huff a laugh, pulling back so you aren't hunched over. Luke, however, refuses to stop touching you and catches your hands within his own. "I should have guessed you'd be easily impressed."

"For you? Always."

You shake your head, grinning. "You're so freakin' cheesy, Luke Patterson."

He chuckles and again you're hit with a sudden boost of confidence that you lean forward, one hand finding the back of his neck so you can bring him to meet you halfway in a kiss. He smiles against your mouth, but the smile quickly falls the second you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. Unfortunately, just as the tip of your tongue flicks against his bottom lip, you're interrupted.

"Can we come in now?" Reggie's voice rings out. "I really wanna give Y/N a hug after hearing that song."

"Reggie!" Julie scolds.

You and Luke pull apart laughing. You both straighten up and look towards the door just in time to see Reggie rubbing at the back of his head as he walks in with Alex and Julie behind him. Hand in hand, you and Luke stand up and chuckle at Reggie's put out expression.

Had you known that having a soulmate felt exactly as you feel right now, you would have known something was definitely up back home with Jerry. And though you will always hate your ex for tricking you the way he did, there's an ounce of gratefulness for the misery he put you through because had he not then you wouldn't have moved and met your true soulmate.

#julie and the phantoms imagine #julie and the phantoms x reader #jatp x reader #luke patterson x reader #luke patterson #julie molina #reggie peters #alex mercer

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multifandom-girlie · 4 years

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𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Imagine requested by @theshyprincess: Your his girlfriend and he is trying to train you to be a hunter but the sexual tension becomes too much

Pairings: Jeremy x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Do you know what it's like to have a undeniably good looking, incredibly strong vampire Hunter boyfriend ? No. Well let me explain it. It's like that sweet boy you date in highschool that's had sex alot but still asks if your okay continously all through out having sex with him. Yes it's sweet but it get's a little annoying after a while. That is what me and Jeremy are like. He's the sweetest guy on the earth but he's so overprotective. I mentioned the fact it was a little irritating him being so protective all the time and luckily it went well for me.

4 Months Ago-

“Jer ?”

“Yes baby ?”

“I just wanted to talk.”

“Okay..?”

“It's nothing bad, don't worry.”

“Okay. Stopped worrying, what's up ?”

“You know we promised when we first started dating how we would always be honest with each other about how we felt ? Even if it's how we make eachother feel ?”

“Yes..? Y/N, have I upset you or something ? I'm starting to worry again.”

“Jer, stop..it’s nothing bad. It's just that your really overprotective.”

“Well yeah, I know I'm a little protective over you but that's just cause I love you and I would do anything for you.”

“No Jer, you don't understand. Your too protective, sometimes yes it's very cute. You know when you get protective in front of other men but when you stop me going out the house after certain hours or how I always have too be around you. You literally stand outside the door when I'm peeing. I'm not saying I don't appreciate, I do. It's nice to know someone cares so much, but sometimes it's too much. I need my own space. You know I love being around you but I'm going crazy Jer.”

“That was alot to hear. I'm sorry Y/N but I didn't know I was so bad. It's just I care about you alot and you know why I'm so worried all the time. I'm a Hunter you know I can protect myself, you can't.”

“Well how about we make a deal ?”

“It depends.”

“If you let me have my own space, you know let me hang with people who aren't you all the time and dump my curfew....I will train with you, like you wanted me to months ago. I will activate my Hunter gene.”

“You promise you'll actually train ? Your won't just say this, so you can go for girls night or hang with Stefan ? You will actually train, if I back off a little ?”

“Yes, of course not and yes.”

“Okay. Deal.”

“Deal, I love you Jer !”

Present Time-

So here we were in the woods, getting ready for another session. We’ve been having 4 hour sessions with 3 five minute breaks...everyday for the last 4 months. I'm glad we are sticking to the deal. You know he has backed off, I've been for a year's worth of girl's nights already and me and Stefan even went on a road trip and couple times, without Jeremy.

The only down side to sticking to the deal though was we weren't really as lovey dovey as usual. We haven't had many dates or movie nights. All our conversations are either us arguing-which although is very rare, it still happens-or it's talking about our sessions or what he's going to train me to do next. Also I think I'm going crazy. I love him for doing all this but god I'm so frustrated. We haven't had sex in 4 months and it's bloody killing me.

I'm just glad that our anniversary is approaching because I'm hoping he will halt for one day. I guess we'll see.

Anyway so last session there was a bit of a problem when we got home yesterday my pants ripped as I was putting them on...so I had to wear an old pair of joggers, let me tell you now it was scorching. It was not good, so after our session I showered and headed to the mall with Caroline. Who helped me find some new gym wear that wouldn't rip because my ass and hips were to big to fit into my bloody pants. I also decided to get a new sports bra aswell because my other ones too tight anyway.

Yesterday-

“How are you and Jeremy then ? Are the sessions going well ?”

“Yeah they are actually but that's the only thing that is.”

“What are you talking about ? Oh sweetie, no, I can smell the frustration all over you.”

“I haven't had sex in 4 months Care.”

“Omg sweetie. Oooo, I know what we can do. Get the sexiest gym wear we can find. See if that will make him lose concentration. If he doesn't even flinch, you need to tell him. There's no way he can look at you and not want to shag you.”

“Shag ? Care I think you've been hanging out at the Mikaelsons too much.”

“Shut up.”

15 minutes later-

“This is perfect !”

Present time-

I changed into my new outfit I got. I'm going to be so pissed if he doesn't take the fucking hint.

I went outside to the car and we drove off. Jeremy didn't even spare me a glance. God he's lucky if I don't “accidently” punch him today. We got out the car and he immediately go into position. I jogged over. Nothing.

Obviously I'm not going to make the cut for Baywatch anytime soon.

We walked towards eachother and I threw a punch only for it to be dodged. He grabbed my wrist and span me around so my back was to his chest, I elbowed him and jumped on his back surprising him. He fell on his stomach but lifted himself up, even with me straddled on his back. He flipped so I was on my back and held me down. At this point I knew he was distracted, he could taste the tension just as much as I could but I was determined to win this. So whilst he was admiring how submissive I most likely looked under him.

With my knees bent, I flattened my feet on the ground. My hand gripped his hips and I thrusted my hips upwards. He flew forward and caught himself by propping his hands up above my head. I still had a tight hold of his hips and I twisted my own, so I could thread my knees in-between his legs. I wrapped my legs around him and rolled us over, so I was now on top.

Now I couldn't hide the smirk on my face, showing I was proud of myself. He had a proud grin on his face, that was the first time getting out from under him-minus in bed-and it wasn’t using a technique he taught me. I just thought it was a logical solution.

His eyes projecting his admiration and mass of lust into mine. His hands reached up to cup my face and pulled me down into a loving kiss. As I pulled away, he caught sight of my breasts peeping out my bra. I felt one of his hand loosen on my hips and trail up my body. I grabbed his wrist pushed it away and walked to the car. As soon as I was about the open my door, I was grabbed and pushed against the back door behind mine.

My breath caught in my throat, a little surprised at the action. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips ravenously. I wrapped my arms around his neck whilst one of his were raising my legs from the ground. I clenched them around his waist and tangled my feet together. Now above him a little, I continued to kiss him whilst tugging on the short locks of his mousy hair.

He still had a strong hold of me as he stepped back and felt around the door for the handle. When he found it he jerked the handle and opened the door with ease. He gently laid me down in the back seats and got in closing the door.

I hoisted myself up and perched on his lap. He leaned in but instead of kissing my swollen lips again he bombarded my neck with sloppy kisses. He directed his mouth to my collar bone and starting sucking slightly aswell as kissing. I threw my head back in pleasure and huffed quietly. He then moved to my boobs and started to kiss the tops of them and down my cleavage before peeling my bra off and circling my nipples with the tip of his younger and gradually enveloping them with his mouth.

I felt that he wasn't undressed enough for my liking so I lifted his shirt off his body over his head and threw it beside us. I will never get enough of this man's body. Damn. He placed his hands on my ass but a couple seconds later pulled away from my boobs.

“When di-how is it th-woah.”

I giggled a little and started blushing a little.

“It’s thanks to your workouts.”

He grinned and tugged the waistband of my pants but struggled to slip them off my ass. I pulled them off myself, since I knew he didn't want to break them. He saw my white thong and groaned whilst throwing his head back. I giggled and pulled down the elastic waist shorts he had on. I palmed him through his boxers, earning a slight puff. I smirked and pulled down his boxers, down to his ankles.

I kissed up his thigh closer to his thick cock. A slight breath brushing his member. My lips hovering around the tip of cock and gradually wrapping around them, gently tightening the grip.

The moisture of my lips making it easier to inhale is big member. The nib of my tongue orbiting the head of his penis and whilst doing so gathering the pre cum, he'd let discharged. I continued this action for a couple of minutes before driving his whole cock down my throat. I did this repeatedly for a minute or so. The head hitting my throat with every jolt.

He was getting closer and closer, I could tell because of the giddy pulsation his cock was performing in my mouth. He couldn't help but nudge his hips in my mouth a little more so I could finish him off. After he started that process my little hand began to pump the base of his cock whilst my tongue was toying with the tip. Instantaneously, a smooth white liquid shot down my throat.

I lifted myself up a bit and let him taste himself on my lips. He ripped the white thong I had on but apologised straight after. I giggled and kissed him lovingly again. I raised myself a little and positioned myself comfortably on top of him. His pink tip stroking my clit in upwards motions before seeking my entrance and slipping himself in.

I bit my lip and threw my head back in pleasure. Whereas his head fell into my chest and groaned. I started to raise myself and rapidly force myself back down again. Once he was fully encased in side of me, I hoisted myself up and forced myself back down getting faster and faster with every movement.

Steam painting the windows. The heat compelling us to break a sweat. The moans, groans and slapping of skin the single things to be heard for miles. My own pace was becoming moderate, I didn't know how long I could keep going for especially since the work out we did not 15 minutes before. He could undoubtedly sense that I was lacking energy, most likely because of the early start each morning too. So to murder the sense of guilt he was feeling, he grabbed a tighter hold on my hips and rammed his hips in an upwards motion. Pounding into me relentlessly.

“I’m so close Jer !”

“Go on baby.”

I promptly delivered my juices at a rapid speed. They drizzled down his dense cock and chased his second orgasm down. It didn't take long before he unleashed his orgasm. We sat there for a minute or two.

“I love you Y/N.”

“I love you Jer.”

Nothing could be more perfect in that moment.

Except that was truly wrong.

No protection.

He didn't pull out.

We are both human.

Shit.

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Whatever It Takes

Sequel to A Forgotten Memory

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

With more and more information revealed via Augustus' burner phone, The team now has to make an important decision, one that would change the course of their lives, forever.

Chapter 15 to another story made by Ray (echo-three-one) Comments and Reviews appreciated! I hope you enjoy! Love you all ❤️

Previous Chapter : Meet Me Halfway

Unexpected Alliances

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

Task Force 141

Flying above Russian Airspace

Roach was speechless. Admittedly the dark and messy battle at the Gulag was something worth noting but the thing that kept his head preoccupied at the moment was Soap and France kissing in the middle of warfare.

Guess love knows no boundaries huh. He thought to himself as he looked at France kneeling beside Soap who passed out from exhaustion. Another person laying beside him was an old man named Jack. The 141 records had a match to Jack, he's apparently Alex's mentor who got missing when their safehouse got raided.

Guess the force will be having two reunions tonight. His eyes turned to Price, who sat by the huge window and gazed into the sea of clouds, he's always serious and in thought that Gary found him intimidating, even after that short mission in Germany.

Then there was Ghost. He's surely heartbroken now that she saw what France did. And Gary was slightly to blame, well not necessarily his fault but if he pushed him enough to confess, maybe this won't hurt more than it did to him today.

Gary spent the rest of the trip observing, noting his comrade's actions, discussing with their thoughts, especially after the invasion. He was glad 141 extracted Soap before the deliberation, where none of them are allowed to perform missions. Gary felt scared, he just got here, got the hang of it, and was afraid to cut ties with the 141 on such short notice. But he hoped Shepherd would talk sense to the board, especially now that the burner phone filled with leads was within their possession.

"You're awfully quiet…" Ghost nudged to Gary while fidgeting with his gun.

"Well, I got nothing to talk about." Gary replied, turning to the masked man.

"Well I've got a lot, and it's pretty nasty. Can't say it here though." He replied, his tone was almost relieved, as if he just blurted out something that was bothering him for a long time.

"Is it about them?" Gary whispered, pointing his thumb to the couple back at the med bay.

"That's a different story, and I told you I was right, they already had a thing going on since day 1. Who am I to interfere…" Gary could feel him frown beneath the mask, he got defeated in the war of love.

"That's okay… You'll find someone better." Gary consoled and Ghost automatically shrugged it off.

"Eh. I hope…" he said, turning to the window opposite to Gary's position.

Task Force 141 Base - Infirmary

"The audio from this room's camera is muted so it's best to discuss it here." Ghost sat on the chair as concerned 141 members circled around him, Jack, Alex and Soap occupied the beds as they recovered from injuries.

"What you got for us, lad?" Price crossed his arms as he leaned by the door, his hat tilted perfectly on his head.

"An anonymous number sent Augustus coordinates of the base prior to the attack." He held up the phone and everyone murmured.

"Looks like we have another mole in our hands." Alex grunted, turning to Jack for nostalgia.

"But this time, we have a solid lead to who it is…" Ghost added while everyone braced themselves for the slap of reality they're going to get.

From out of nowhere the infirmary doors opened, Maxine was panting and sobbing at the same time, her hands held her thigh desperately enduring some sort of pain.

"It's Samantha… haaah… Shepherd took her!..." she panted as Gary quickly assisted him while everyone who was capable of fighting dashed to the scene.

"Go, Gary. I'll take care of her." Soap quickly got up with Jack, they were already fine and just required to complete their nutrition so assisting her would be the best option.

Gary nodded and dashed outside, bracing himself for the unbearable news.

"Shit. What's going on! I thought we already agreed not to take Samantha elsewhere!" Gary caught up with Ghost and the rest of the available team.

"I have my wild guess, but you're not going to like it." He replied, adjusting his shades as they exited the building. From there, they saw the General's aircraft already far away from their reach. Behind them Alex, Soap, Jack and Maxine followed, their faces were drawn with extreme sadness.

A few seconds of staring at the sky and Price's comms received an incoming message.

"Captain, I regret to inform you that the 141 is no more… I'm sending the High Value Individual to their care as the threat escalated and is being designated to a different force. I'm sorry. Please tell the rest of the group that in two weeks they will be returned to their prior assignments before 141 was established." his voice was nonchalant, emotionless and straightforward, like he's reading it from a diner table's tissue paper.

"No…" Price muttered. They were this close to Nero. The rest of the team looked down, others started to disperse and did as ordered while the more concerned group stayed.

"Shepherd's working with Nero. He wants the EMP based weaponry to help his marines in Afghanistan." Ghost blurted, raising the heads of everyone around him.

"He's trading the economical side of the world to win a war?" Gary asked, as the information doesn't add up.

"It's a wild guess but the global economic pressure is already influencing the government to allocate more funds to anti terrorism. Cutting off 141 shouldn't be in play but he found a way to do so… He wants us to stop fighting back."

"Then fighting back is what we're going to do." Price muttered, grabbing his phone.

"I'm going to make a few phone calls. Those who want to stay and save the world could stay. Those who are content to return to their past lives, you could leave."

"What about me?" Maxine asked, raising her hand.

"Come with us, We'll take care of you while it's not safe out." Gary said, almost pleading her to say yes.

"I don't have anyone else but France and Samantha. I don't know where to go from here…"

"Then that settles it. Nikolai will take us somewhere safe. If the 141 is no more, we could still salvage weapons and ammo for ourselves. But after this, there's no turning back." Price added, his voice sparked inspiration to everyone.

And that was it, from that moment. They've gone rogue, for a good cause. And they have to defeat Nero, Whatever it takes.

The Next Step

John Price

Task Force 141 - Disbanded

Former Task Force 141 Base - Helipad

A small group of his comrades were willing enough to stop the war, even at the cost of losing a lot of privileges. Price was always one to work under strict jurisdiction, and this rogue act he's going to commit will be backed up soon, it's going to be dependent on how Laswell influences the board.

The idea was easy. Create another task force which had to be approved prior to the 141's disbandment so that the papers for their redeployment would never be processed. Of course a few strings needed to be pulled and an organization must be able to absorb them. Interpol was willing to help along with Jack's influence to the CIA and Price was lucky enough to have them two on their side.

And there they were, with Nikolai's majestic aircraft, they set course to a temporary camp thanks to Jack. Price noted that he'd get along with the CIA, given they're age similarities and stance toward warfare.

He surveyed his trusty crew and took note of their abilities. There's Alex, former CIA and fought alongside him in Verdansk and Urzikstan. He's got a clear objective and will and it doesn't matter to Price whether its love or world peace. He's good at terrible hostile locations and can single-handedly turn the tide of war by local agreements and persuasion. A good weapon.

Then there's Simon Riley, or Ghost. Excellent Sniper, the team's tech guy. He's a keeper, his ability to reject emotions while in combat makes him focused and a keen observer. He also excels in weapon usage. You give him anything with a trigger and he'll be sure to hit enemies no matter what.

Another one is John MacTavish, or Soap, what kind of a name is Soap? Price thought. Price looked at the muppet proudly. He rose among his comrades during recruitment and stood at the top of his batch, showing exemplary combat skills and demolitions expertise. Excellent at handling air support machinery and his keen eye never misses a tango hiding from the field. He's got it tough recently, Price believed luck wasn't on his side that's why he got injured a lot.

There's Gary Sanderson or Roach. Price calls him the team's therapist. He sees the willingness to help from the guy. He's eager to train hard and be better and he was impressed on how he handled the German Infilnitration they did together. He has initiative and a clear goal. Something useful at these times.

There's Francine Winters, France a.k.a. Shepherd's prodigy, the last minute addition. He's still quite skeptic as to why she's placed here, but so far he knew that with her sister mentally disturbed by the enemies she's bound to use her emotions as ammunition. She's great at stealth and close combat especially great for breaking and entering missions. She could be trained of open area battles and she has the drive to do so, making her another good addition to the team.

As for the remaining ones, Jack and Maxine, he has no idea yet but them tagging along and using their resources to the fight would greatly increase their chances of killing Nero and destroying the era of EMP machinery.

"Looks like you got yourself a pretty nice team, pal." Jack patted the Former captain's shoulder.

"Yeah. Small enough to remain secret and powerful enough to defeat Nero." he muttered. Jack held his phone and showed it to Price.

"I got us a place. An old CIA Safehouse."

"Are you sure this is going to be okay?"

"Positive. This one's not used for decades. Classified as dormant and unmaintained. It's situated near a city that once housed a lot of terror activity but after it got neutralized it became very peaceful." Jack convinced. Price no longer hesitated, the team needed the help they can get.

"As long as we're under the radar." He replied and gave Nikolai the coordinates. From there they would begin their revenge toward Nero's attack, plan Samantha's rescue, and discover what Shepherd is really up to...

One step at a time.

Doing everything they can.

To set things right.

Whatever it Takes.

END OF PART 1

Wild ride first half. I hope you stay for the second part right around the corner!

Notification Squad my beloved 💝

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Baby Daddy Stark (Part 5)

Here's Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing: Tony Stark x Black!Reader

Word Count: 2427

A/N: Finally, Part 5! This one was cute and fun to write and hopefully just as enjoyable to read. I just kinda started typing and couldn't stop until I was done, so... Yay! Anyway, hope you all enjoy, expect to see another chapter of Three Floors Up, soon (hopefully)! Love you all!!!💖💛💖💛

Warnings: Just some cute family time, and Travis makes a new friend 😊

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You wake up the next morning at 6:30 am and treated it as you would any other tournament morning. Travis had to be at the field by 8:30, so you had to wake up and make sure he had everything. You yawn and stretch, taking a moment to grumble at how early it was before finally rolling out of bad and heading to the bathroom, where your brush your teeth and wash your face. You groggily make your way to your sons room to wake him up, finally beginning to fully awaken yourself.

“Get up, Slugger. We’re leaving at 7:45.” You glance at the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand by Trav’s bed. 6:50. Seems reasonable with what he has to do.

“Mama, please, 5 more minutes. I promise I’ll get up this time.” He refers to his last tournament weekend when you gave him “5 more minutes” that ended up only giving him 10 minutes to get dressed, get his hair up, check his bat bag and eat. He ended up with the wrong color socks and having to use one of his teammate’s gloves.

“Nope, not this time. I don’t think Jonathan will be able to lend you his glove this time.” You take your son’s long, somewhat lenky legs and gently pull them so they’re hanging of the bed. He just grumbles in response as he sits up and rubs his eyes. “There you go. Breakfast will be ready by the time you get dressed, and you’ll actually be able to eat at home instead of trying to scarf down a McDonald’s McGriddle in the car 5 minutes before getting the field.” You ruffle his disheveled loose curls then exit the room to finish getting yourself ready.

You head back to the bathroom and take a quick 5-minutes shower, being sure to cover your hair with some form of shower cap, which you already took upon yourself to perform the more tedious tasks with your hair last night and tightly wrapped before heading to bed. You get dressed in a flowy white t-shirt and some skinny jeans, then picking out your puff and putting on your Curl Cap, the most that you had energy and time to do with your hair. You put on some powder foundation, mascara, and subtly light pink lipgloss for your make-up then start toward the kitchen, stopping when you hear your son calling for you from his bathroom.

“Mama, I need your help with my hair!” You enter his bathroom and stand behind him in the mirror, gently pushing his hair back. “Can you pull my hair back this time? I did it last time and it kept falling in my face whenever I threw.”

You sigh and grab the brush that sat on the counter. “What would you do without me? Hmmm…” You somewhat aggressively brush his hair back, grabbing it as you brushed more and more locks back.

“I don't know.” Travis responds, equally sarcastic. You put down the brush and pick up the elastic headband that he has to use to hold his hair back, tightly wounding it around his hair. With as much hair as he had, a normal sized hair tie wouldn’t have cut it.

“I know. Now, finish getting ready. Make sure everything is in your bag, and please wear the long sleeve under your jersey. It's gonna be pretty cold until your last game. I'm gonna go heat up the breakfast sandwiches." You lightly fluffy his curls then exit the bathroom, rolling your eyes at the groan he emits once you leave.

Once you reach the kitchen to make a quick breakfast for you two, you get a text from Tony:

Do you need me to bring anything?

You take a deep breath and type your response:

No, I think I've got everything. Thanks for checking.

With no obvious way of Tony feeling the hostel tone from your words, you still felt sort of bad for snapping at him, but not bad enough to change your words. You just set your phone down and finish making breakfast.

_____

"You get to the field, I'm going to go park." You instruct your son as you pull up to the front gates to the park. He quickly climbs out, gabbing his bat bag and hurries out to the field, you then pull away, driving to the first open spot you see. You pull in and turn off the car, but stay in it, adjusting your hat and taking a deep breath. As you sit and think you realize that you haven't notified Naomi about the situation, so you take a moment to text her.

Hey. Forgot to tell you but Tony is coming to Trav's tournament today.🤷🏿‍♀️

You tuck your phone back into your purse and climb out your car, grabbing your mesh folding chair and small cooler, then head over to the field.

Once you get situated behind the back stop next to the bleachers, you pull your phone out to see that you received 2 messages: one from Naomi and one from Tony.

Naomi: Uhhh… CAN WE NOT FORGET THIS STUFF FROM NOW ON PLEASE? I need details!

You answer her first:

I know a LOT has been going on recently. We'll meet up soon, I promise 😁

You go on to read Tony's message:

Hey we're here. Which field?

Your heart and mind begins to race as you read the text. Okay, he's here. Calm down, Y/N. Wait, we? You shoot him a quick text back.

Field 3.

Should you have asked who "we" was? Maybe, but it wouldn't have made a difference so you let it go for now. You fiddle with your phone and watch your son warm-up fielding, practicing your deep breathing and checking toward the entrance every 30 seconds. About 5 minutes later you see Tony and a teenager, no more than 16 years old, walking toward the field. Tony was dressed in sunglasses, a black leather jacket with a grey t-shirt underneath, jeans, and somewhat expensive looking sneakers, subtle enough for no one to really realize who he is. You take one last deep breath then get up to meet him halfway.

"Hey." You greet, wrapping your cardigan that you brought with you tighter around your body.

"Hey." Tony responds, giving you a dazed and, from your point of view, slightly arrogant grin. You two take a moment to just, sort of, stare at each other. Letting your eyes roam over each other's appearance, until you manually break your trance, coughing to break Tony's focus. "Oh, uh, this is Peter. Peter, Y/F/N Y/L/N." Tony introduces the kid, who reaches his hand out to shake your's.

"It's nice to meet you Miss Y/L/N." Peter, gives you a sweet but nervous smile as he firmly shakes your hand.

"Nice to meet you too Peter." You respond as he lets go of your hand, crossing your arms once again, slightly shivering at the cool gust of wind. "Well, I'm over here." You begin to lead them to where you were seated. "I'm sorry, could only find one seat, but I sat close to the bleachers and saved a spot." You remove the cooler and place it on the ground, watching Peter and Tony climb on.

"This is fine ." Tony reassures you, giving a small wave toward the field. You look to see your son frantically waving, letting a small grin grow on your face. "Is the game starting soon?" Tony asks, still focusing on Travis.

"Should be in the next couple of minutes." You look back toward your son for a moment then switch your gaze to Peter, who was looking at the field behind yours, who's game has already started. "So, Peter… you're in high school?" You ask, startling him.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I'm- I'm a junior." He begins to fiddle with his hands for a moment then tucks them into the pockets of his blue zip-up.

"Oh, okay. So you're getting college ready, or…" You trail off as you watch the coin toss at home plate.

"Um, yeah. Actually, I'm-uh- currently doing an internship with Mr. Stark that comes with a college grant. He lets me tag along sometimes when he comes upstate, so that's why I'm… I'm here." Peter finishes his answer with a confused face that makes you chuckle a bit.

"Well that's good. And I'm glad you're here." You give him a reassuring smile, then turn back to the field, watching as your son's team heads out to the field.

_____

You had no idea what you expected when you invited Tony to watch Travis play, but you sure didn't expect the enthusiasm that you were met with. He ended up acting as any dad would watching their child play, cheering on the entire team, heckling the umpire after a bad call, every once in a while giving Travis some pointers or reiterating what you just said. He almost got thrown out for the amount of heckling he did, but it didn't keep the ump from calling a fair game playwise, which lead to Trav's team to their first win today.

As you pack up your chair to move to the next field, Travis come running up to Tony, stopping in his tracks when he gets in front of him, but going in for a hug when Tony holds out his arms.

"You did great out there, kid." He dodges Travis bat that was protruding from his bag, but stays in the hug, patting his back, then pulling away. He adjusts Trav's hat and gives him a proud smile.

"You're really good." Peter cuts in, to which Travis turns to look at him, silently asking who he was. "I'm Peter, by the way."

"Travis. But you can call me Trav." Your son responds, grinning, then moves over to you.

"Hey, baby. You did good. Next game remember to keep your wrists strong when you make contact with the ball. And watch the ball all the way into your glove when your fielding, don't want it hitting this cute face of yours." You pinch his cheek with your free hand and kiss his forehead, movie ng his hat little, earning a groaned "Mama" from him as he readjusts it. "Alright, go to the next field we'll be right there, and as a little incentive for you to play extra hard your last game, we're gonna go get pizza after your last game." Your words were sing-songy as you wiggled your eyebrows, laughing as he celebrates then rushes over to the field. You finish packing your chair, not noticing Peter's excited reaction to getting pizza. Tony turns and squints at Peter, then grins making Peter a little more excited. "Hey, Tony could you grab the cooler?" You ask, slinging the chair's bag strap over one shoulder and placing your purse strap on the other, then make your way to the next field.

"I like her. She's nice." Peter compliments, watching you walk away.

"She's something, I'll tell you that." Sarcasm drips from Tony's mouth as he picks up the cooler, following behind you.

_____

"He sure has a lot of energy considering he just played 3 games." Tony points out, watching as Travis and Peter bounce from game to game, the bundle of tickets in their arms growing.

"I'm surprised Peter is keeping up with him." You giggle, watching the games light up their smiling faces.

"Trust me, the more you get to know him, the less surprised you'll be." Tony shakes his head and takes a sip of his Coke. "So… Travis plays with 12 year olds, huh?"

"Yeah. He's on a 12u team so his team is primarily 12 and 11 year olds, same with the teams he plays. Besides he's the size of a 12 year old, though. Gosh he so tall. But I'm extremely proud of him every time he steps out on the field... I'm always proud of him" You gush, swirling your straw then taking a sip of your drink.

"You should be. He's… amazing." His eyes roam back over to his son. Examining his brown curls that sprawled every which way now that his hair isn't pulled back, his bright smile, the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles the way his own do.

"Mama! Mama! Look at all the tickets we won!" Travis comes running over, arms overflowing with tickets.

"Yeah, Mr. Stark, look! We're about to go cash them in, but we wanted to come show you guys." Peter comes up behind Travis, just as many, maybe even more, tickets in his arms.

"Well go, cash them in. And bring me back something cool." You shoo them away, taking a bite of pizza.

"Sooo… sticky hand for you and...one for you too, Tony." Travis gives him a big smile then jogs off toward the prize counter. You turn your head to look at Tony, watching as he lowers his head slightly, letting a small grin grows on his face.

"Tony… I want this as much as you do and as much as he does. I think it would be great for him to have his father in his life, but for me to feel comfortable right now, I need a few… precautions." Tony turns to you and raises eyebrows to signify that he's listening. "First, if you decide to come and visit, please just let me know first. And always let me know if you plan on taking him somewhere." You take a deep breath and sneak a glance over to Travis, who was pointing at a prize in the glass counter, then begin to pull at your curls. "And please let him organically call you 'Dad'. I don't care when he does just as long as it's on his own terms, okay?" You look back at Tony to be with a gaze that was similar to how he was looking at Travis.

"Of course. And thank you, again. I'm just glad I get to see him." Just at this moment Travis and Peter return to the table, the largest prizes between them being a medium sized water gun and a paddle ball game, but due to the knowingly large amount of tickets they possessed prior to this, they each had a bag full of candy and smaller toys.

"Look at what we got. This is probably the largest thing I've gotten from here." Travis admires his water gun before setting it down and reaching into his bag, pulling out a sticky hand and parachuting toy soldier. "I decided that it would be better for you guys to have different things." He smiles as he hands you guys your corresponding toys: you the sticky hand, and Tony the parachuting soldier.

"Honey, you didn't have to, really." You hug him.

"It's fine, I always get you something, and I haven't bought one for Tony yet, sooo… here we are " He slides into the booth next to you and grabs a slice of pizza. You just shake your head and kiss his cheek, then continued eating, the rest of the table making light conversation.

Part 6

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dyker-farmer · 4 years

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More bro fic.... angst fodder kind content.

Take that can away if you can

I never see Shane works that don't go all in for romance nor explore the more realistic ugly parts of recovery, and I kind of crave That TM. So let me have at it too with the self-insert whump mumbo jumbo; no romo version.

Set post-8 hearts event- not 10, jesus-, Farmer Uidelsib is two years or so in, full house built and married to Emily. They/them pronouns, same as me.

Diverges from then on, Shane-centric from an outside POV for the most part.

I also put it on Ao3.

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A bitch bastard man and a bitch walk into a room... Chapter 1/2/3/4

"I think we should talk about this."

If the room was stifled before, this just causes the pin to drop, and the relative lull to shatter with it. I don't want a storm, but we can't pretend the sea's a slightly oversized pond if we want him not drowning in it- again, my mind supplies, unhelpful.

He's zoning out again, blurry eyes pointedly off me, preferring the turned-off TV.

Let's start easy. "Why did you come here, Shane?"

"I-I-" It sounds like an excuse building up and it bubbles out like a shaken can, "I don't- I shouldn't have-" he goes to up and leave, and we just can't have that.

I scrape my chair closer and grab his shoulder, same as before. Hopefully it's more placating than caging. "No, you should have. You did good. Seeking out, remember?"

He doesn't answer but stills.

"Like Dr.Campbell and Harvey said." I try again.

"Yeah… Yeah." Deep breathing. "I. Don't know." He searches for my face, not quite past the nose. I nod, ushering him on. "It's. Stupid." I frown and my eyebrow goes higher than before and he immediately doubles down. "I know- positiv' reinforchment and all that shit! But… It's hard." A tired hand wipes the most of moisture off his face, before it goes back to wriggle with the other on his lap. "It's so fuckin' hard. Didn't even last two seasons!-"

I cut him off. "Two seasons is a lot! One and a half too. Last time, you'd tried to go cold turkey on the spot. We know what that got us." Sea foam in the mouth and a shared cold in the early spring, on top of a Joja lawsuit. "Shit's hard, like you said. You lasted one and a half this time. Next time-"

"Why the fuck do you always think there's gonna be a next time."

This time, I still. My laidback demeanor mirror his, but so does the cold anger creeping in and tensing both our backs.

"Because. There is going to be a next time. And another after that. And another. Same way there's been next times before this one now."

What's left unsaid we don't touch.

All irritation floods from him like it's just pointless to keep it in anymore, and his forehead goes to thunk softly against the wooden surface he leaned on before. The table muffles his next words a little.

"I can't… keep doing that." I don't peep. "I can't keep rolling back down and then up and down, and up, and down. I- I just can't, Garcia- Uidel-"

"I'll drag you there." I shrug.

"But you shouldn't have to!" His voice raises and make the boards vibrate where his skin's still pressed. "You shouldn't have to-to fuckin'-" he sniffles, the following words drowned out in held-back sobs. "Fuck damn it, you- I said I- I wouldn't be a burden anymore!"

He's crying out loud now, open sorrow and no walls left. Out of all the things you could stick on the not-so amiable man sulking straight from bed to Jojamart to Stardrop Saloon to bed, you probably wouldn't think of "extreme scare of bothering anyone". Yet it's all here in how he collapses silently in the mattress, wake without a sound, keep his head down the whole time he crosses town, tries to merge himself in the fake-nice blue of the shelves at work, then corners himself right between the chimney and the bar on Emily's side, stuck in-between two sources of warmth that can never touch him unless he swings one way or the other. And he doesn't a lot, still keeping to himself strictly. You probably wouldn't think either of how dreamy he gets, hidden in his alcove but seeing everything from there.

When Harvey nerds out about classical, jazz and electro swing music down the bar to me, trying to catch me up on my fuzzy memories of arts history and the implications of breaking codes in the tempo and the leisure of each instruments; of how each note gets a specific response from the brain if done right, and can make up for caffeine deprivation in miraculous ways, when there are no more chances to push back the dread of midterms season at doctor school.

When Elliott, boisterous and drunk, arm-on-arm with an equally inebriated Leah, calls out to the whole place to hear out his latest soliloquy, and drags on the words too much, but with a voice that carries it well, all flamboyance and no limits, as his hair floats around him in a crown and he reigns over the room like a kind lion- Description all intoxicated words from your chicken man truly, not mine. I always get too caught up in the pendulum of Leah's braid and her crooked smile to quite appreciate his theatrics. But the recital rings clear, and everyone applauds the performance- because hey, you applaud a drunk guy showing off the prowess of not tripping a single word in a ten minutes tirade, but also because it really is that good! Everyone, even Shane, whose hands zipped to under his armpits the moment our eyes crossed and I met his pink cheeks with a clairvoyant smile.

Hey, what can I say. Dude's a sapiosexual. Hence why we'll never and cannot bang. That, and, uh, the being lesbian thing.

But all this is closed off and not for anyone to see behind see-through fogged windows, like those kitchen cabinets, when you can make out the piled plates all resting against the cold surface precariously, bound to crash and shatter the moment you open them.

It took a good wrecking ball of a fake-oblivious polite faced stranger and my incessant, hot pepper poppers-powered pestering, to even just crackles the glass.

The rest was all done out of his own volition. He can't see that because alcohol is a depressant, and guzzling it down leads to blurry concepts made softer always and pretty much lush in brain, and when he's off the thing, and that's rare, he instantly goes from not there to thinking he's everywhere, soiling everything and giving nothing.

His sobbing doesn't relent, and he whimpers issues of "trustworthy sack of shit", "not being worth the fucking shrink's money", "not being worth his aunt's troubles", "not being worth Jas". At some point he goes to grapple with his hair, and tugs brusquely once, then twice, then I have to reach for his wrist to make him stop, which he snatches back as soon as I make contact. But he doesn't grab anything to pull or pinch or punch again, so that's good. I stay on standby beside him, but don't touch him. He rasps more condemnations, struggles to breathe enough through the phlegm spreading in his respiratory system, and I start reenacting the steps to stop a hyperventilation in my head, and the first aid for choking, when he begins to cough violently, his entire frame upset with the movement.

He takes the tissue box i nudge with insistence toward him, and ends up spitting mouthfuls of mucus mixed with some bile in the basin under his feet. Most of it is clear and smells of fruits, not beer, so I'm not too worried. When I go to stabilize him by taking his shoulders, he grasps at my wrists to stop me- but let them stay here, while he clings. The tremors get to me now, and I remind myself that this is good, this is before the cliffs and him finding refuge to burst open, not glassily stare at the weeping clouds as he blabbers on the meaninglessness of his life.

This is… very alive.

I ought to be glad.

I let him come down at his rhythm, counting the pulses of his wrists as I feel mine numb with the blood circulation slowed down under his hold.

When he's back with a mind, I count to three, then let go. His arms flop back down, on his lap and hands dangling between his tighs. He blows his nose again.

"I'm so pathetic…"

"Yeah sure, and I'm a serial prom queen."

Instead of jabbing back and forth, we get interrupted by a soft mewling. Both of us turn to the door, that's opened slightly to let in Eryza, the pitter-patter of her paws on the stone flooring the only sound for a moment…

As we both stare in revulsion at her jaw, a single line of vomit dripping of it.

Shane puts his head down in shame, not even having the strenght to hide further.

"Sorry."

"Nah, 's okay. She's already trash, anyway."

Eryza edges closer and rapidly tour around our legs- going back to Shane's feet twice, her whiskers tickling his exposed ankles. Purring loudly, she completely ignore my chastizing as I threaten to make her diet periwinkle-based to counter-act her literal potty mouth, and she scampers to do who-knows-what in the rooms.

"Your vibes are rancid, do you hear me?? Rancid, girl!" I call after her. "I swear to Yoba, Shane, your aunt might as well have brought me a raccoon."

Turning back to him, I can see the short-lived humor of the situation was, well, short-lived. I sigh.

It's late. We're both tired. Tomorrow is sunday. It's cool. We've got time.

I don't sit back down right away. First, I put a hand down on the nape of his neck, that slides to the top of his scalp, right where he'd tug. My quota, remember?

He sniffles some, a few teardrops make their way to the planks, unheard. We stay like this for a moment.

He doesn't shake me off, but in the slow tandem his body takes, rocking lightly from back to forth, I can tell it's enough, for now.

I sit back down on my chair.

I lean on the hand I'd put in his dark purple strands before, smelling cedar wood and pine trees. I don't assume. My farm has plenty of those to stumble through. And even if he went back to the cliff, another time again. I do that too. With my own cliffs back at not-home, but close. There's a sense, in staring down what couldn't take you.

Like visiting a scene crime that you've narrowly escaped from. And pride too. And the thrill of asking- "what if again? What if this time?"- and okay, I can see why it'd be worrying to have him go there a thrice time on his own late in the evening.

But last time was fine, the one before was made fine, and he might need a bitch for a friend right now, but not a watchdog.

His forehead is back against the table.

Three fingers massage my temple. I don't know how much he'll even remember tomorrow, but it's worth the try, always.

"Shane, dude, look at me." He doesn't.

"Dude."

Still doesn't budge. I knock the wood lightly.

"Yo, punk, my eyes are up here." I joke.

He snorts, or maybe he sniffles, and his chin's now resting on the table, peering through the forgotten drinks to watch me. His hands are hidden, probably still clutching his midsection. If I went on a rollercoaster toasted, I'd probably look the exact same.

"I told you before that you literally couldn't be a burden."

He snorts for sure this time, derisive. I knock wood again. "Don't look away from me when I talk, young man. Rude ass punk."

"Bitch." He throws.

"Bitch bastard man." I send back. "Anyways, as I was saying. If I choose you're my dumb of ass to keep around, that's me, that's my decision. You can't burden me if I choose the hard mode package and roll with it. So stop it. I literally told you before, it's not about you not making efforts or burdening people, it's about people who want to deal with you, out of free will."

"Freaky."

"Oh shut up, you dramatic himbo wannabe."

"A what now?"

"Internet slang. Gotta admit you're closer to a dad bod type, but the energy's here, according to many."

He shuffles, self-conscious. "Y'don't need to remind me…"

"Oh hush you, you're perfectly fine. And Elliott would eat his dumb little lobster and pomegranate toasts off that belly if you'd grow out of your own shell and let him."

He sputters unintelligibly, red as a fecking pepper. Good. Flustered is better than self-depreciating.

But now he's pulled on his hood and the strings all the way out, and resumes to chanting me to fuck off, so that might be a good call for a break.

"I'm gonna change and clean up, you need anything? Do you think you'll go back to the ranch, or stay here for the night?" It's happened before, but you can count them on the fingers of one hand.

A long silence follows and I allow myself a quick look in the mirror. Yeah, we're skipping a shower tonight, but the simple hairbrush will not do. I look like a bird's nest that the birds fought in to know who'd keep the children when bird 2 takes off and bird 1 is left to mourn the empty space that'll never fill up the same again and the good times that won't be- wow, trauma lane much, not now, cowpal. First we buckle up our current rodeo. I walk back to the main room, now pajama-clad.

"I've got the beds for the possible kids up there, don't ask me why Robin put so many there, we're two people in a house, and I can lend you a Tee if you want."

He's anxious, chewing his thumb. "Emily won't mind?"

"She's out, sleeping at Haley's tonight. Girls' night and sisters catching up. It's important for her energy flow and karmic balance. Plus, you know she wouldn't mind, she likes you."

That makes him blush more, covering up the alcohol damage enough. I take note, but don't comment. Things for later. They pile up tonight.

"I- I can't go back to the ranch like this."

"You could. Marnie knows better than act as if you're doing this for fun, now. She'd have to understand. But you don't have to." I reassure him when agitated pupils jump up to me. Let's keep that ongoing panic attack at bay. "Either way, I won't mind."

I sit back. Stretch my arms between us. Catch his worrying hands into mine. Give him a squeeze. Tense appendages don't squeeze back, but don't pull back either. That's half a win. He stops torturing the poor things, and unfold with visible effort, like a crumpled up paper flower put on water. His head shakes, and I can't tell if it's conscious, him speaking with himself or trying to shake off a thought, or just a reflex. He visibly forces his shoulders to relax.

"I'm… not bothering you?" Righteous. Seeking vocal positive reinforcement, like a pro.

"Nope." I pop out the 'p'.

"... I think I'll, uh, stay for tonight."

My hands shoot into the air. "Woo! Sleepover, baby!"

I don't catch his hands curling back on themselves, trying to capture that leftover warmth in the late summer night.

--- to be continued.

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fromni-blog · 5 years

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THERE'S NOTHING TO TELL. IT'S JUST SOME GUY I WORK WITH. COME ON. YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH THE GUY. THERE'S GOT TO BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH HIM. SO, DOES HE HAVE A HUMP? A HUMP AND A HAIRPIECE? WAIT, DOES HE EAT CHALK? JUST 'CAUSE I DON'T WANT HER TO GO THROUGH WHAT I WENT THROUGH WITH CARL. OKAY, EVERYBODY RELAX. THIS IS NOT A DATE. IT'S TWO PEOPLE GOING OUT TO DINNER AND NOT HAVING SEX. SOUNDS LIKE A DATE TO ME. SO I'M BACK IN HIGH SCHOOL. I'M STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CAFETERIA AND I REALIZE I AM TOTALLY... NAKED. I'VE HAD THAT DREAM. THEN, I LOOK DOWN AND I REALIZE THERE IS A PHONE... THERE. INSTEAD OF..? THAT'S RIGHT. NEVER HAD THAT DREAM. ALL OF A SUDDEN, THE PHONE STARTS TO RING AND IT TURNS OUT IT'S MY MOTHER WHICH IS VERY, VERY WEIRD BECAUSE... SHE NEVER CALLS ME. HI. THIS GUY SAYS "HELLO. I WANT TO KILL MYSELF." ARE YOU OKAY, SWEETIE? I FEEL LIKE SOMEONE REACHED DOWN MY THROAT GRABBED MY SMALL INTESTINE, PULLED IT OUT MY MOUTH AND TIED IT AROUND MY NECK. COOKIE? CAROL MOVED HER STUFF OUT TODAY. All: OH... LET ME GET YOU SOME COFFEE. THANKS. OOH. UGH... NO. OH, NO. NO, DON'T. STOP CLEANSING MY AURA. NO, JUST LEAVE MY AURA ALONE, OKAY? I'LL BE FINE, ALL RIGHT? REALLY, EVERYONE. I HOPE SHE'LL BE VERY HAPPY. Monica: NO, YOU DON'T. NO I DON'T. TO HELL WITH HER. SHE LEFT ME. AND YOU NEVER KNEW SHE WAS A LESBIAN? NO. OKAY? WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP FIXATING ON THAT? SHE DIDN'T KNOW. HOW SHOULD I KNOW? SOMETIMES I WISH I WAS A LESBIAN. DID I SAY THAT OUT LOUD? ALL RIGHT, ROSS, LOOK YOU'RE FEELING A LOT OF PAIN RIGHT NOW. YOU'RE ANGRY. YOU'RE HURTING. CAN I TELL YOU WHAT THE ANSWER IS? STRIP JOINTS! OH, COME ON. YOU'RE SINGLE. SEE, BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE SINGLE, OKAY? I JUST, I JUST, I JUST WANT TO BE MARRIED AGAIN. AND I JUST WANT A MILLION DOLLARS. RACHEL? OH, GOD, MONICA, HI. THANK GOD. I JUST WENT TO YOUR BUILDING AND YOU WEREN'T THERE AND THEN THIS GUY WITH A BIG HAMMER SAID THAT YOU MIGHT BE HERE, AND YOU ARE. CAN I GET YOU SOME COFFEE? DECAF. OKAY, EVERYBODY, THIS IS RACHEL ANOTHER LINCOLN HIGH SURVIVOR. THIS IS EVERYBODY. THIS IS CHANDLER AND PHOEBE, AND JOEY AND YOU REMEMBER MY BROTHER ROSS? SURE. HI. OH! SO, YOU WANT TO TELL US NOW OR ARE WE WAITING FOR FOUR WET BRIDESMAIDS? OH, GOD. WELL, IT STARTED ABOUT A HALF HOUR BEFORE THE WEDDING. I WAS IN THIS ROOM WHERE WE WERE KEEPING ALL THE PRESENTS AND I WAS LOOKING AT THIS GRAVY BOAT-- THIS REALLY GORGEOUS LIMOGES GRAVY BOAT-- WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN... SWEET AND LOW? I REALIZED THAT I WAS MORE TURNED ON BY THIS GRAVY BOAT THAN BY BARRY AND THEN I GOT REALLY FREAKED OUT AND THAT'S WHEN IT HIT ME HOW MUCH BARRY LOOKS LIKE MR. POTATO HEAD. I MEAN, I ALWAYS KNEW HE LOOKED FAMILIAR, BUT... ANYWAY, I JUST HAD TO GET OUT OF THERE AND I STARTED WONDERING, "WHY AM I DOING THIS AND WHO AM I DOING THIS FOR?" SO, ANYWAY, I JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHERE TO GO AND I KNOW THAT YOU AND I HAVE DRIFTED APART BUT YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON I KNEW WHO LIVED IN THE CITY. WHO WASN'T INVITED TO THE WEDDING. OH, I WAS KIND OF HOPING THAT WOULDN'T BE AN ISSUE. ...Elijarme la mano, aquellos criminales. Monica: NOW, I'M GUESSING THAT HE BOUGHT HER THE BIG PIPE ORGAN AND SHE'S REALLY NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT. DADDY, I JUST... I CAN'T MARRY HIM. I'M SORRY. I JUST DON'T LOVE HIM. WELL, IT MATTERS TO ME. Chandler: SHE SHOULD NOT BE WEARING THOSE PANTS. I SAY PUSH HER DOWN THE STAIRS. All: PUSH HER DOWN THE STAIRS! PUSH HER DOWN THE STAIRS! ALL RIGHT! COME ON, DADDY, LISTEN TO ME. ALL OF MY LIFE EVERYONE HAS ALWAYS TOLD ME, "YOU'RE A SHOE. "YOU'RE A SHOE. YOU'RE A SHOE. YOU'RE A SHOE." AND THEN TODAY I JUST STOPPED AND SAID "WHAT IF I DON'T WANT TO BE A SHOE? "WHAT IF I WANT TO BE A PURSE? OR A HAT?" NO, I DON'T WANT YOU TO BUY ME A HAT. I'M SAYING THAT I AM A HAT... IT'S A METAPHOR, DADDY! YOU CAN SEE WHERE HE'D HAVE TROUBLE. LOOK, DADDY, IT'S MY LIFE. WELL, MAYBE I'LL JUST STAY HERE WITH MONICA. WELL, I GUESS WE'VE ESTABLISHED SHE'S STAYING HERE WITH MONICA. WELL, MAYBE THAT'S MY DECISION. WELL, MAYBE I DON'T NEED YOUR MONEY. WAIT, WAIT! I SAID MAYBE! OKAY, JUST BREATHE. THAT'S IT. JUST TRY TO THINK OF NICE, CALM THINGS. ♪ RAINDROPS ON ROSES ♪ ♪ AND WHISKERS ON KITTENS ♪ ♪ DOORBELLS AND SLEIGH BELLS ♪ ♪ AND SOMETHING WITH MITTENS ♪ ♪ LA LA LA SOMETHING ♪ ♪ WITH STRING, THESE ARE A FEW... ♪ I'M ALL BETTER NOW. I HELPED. OKAY, LOOK, THIS IS PROBABLY FOR THE BEST. INDEPENDENCE... TAKING CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE. AND HEY, YOU NEED ANYTHING YOU CAN ALWAYS COME TO JOEY. ME AND CHANDLER LIVE RIGHT ACROSS THE HALL AND HE'S AWAY A LOT. STOP HITTING ON HER. IT'S HER WEDDING DAY. LIKE THERE'S A RULE OR SOMETHING? ( intercom buzzes ) PLEASE DON'T DO THAT AGAIN. IT'S A HORRIBLE SOUND. Uh, it's-- it's Paul. BUZZ HIM IN. WHO'S PAUL? "PAUL THE WINE GUY" PAUL? MAYBE. YOUR "NOT A REAL DATE" TONIGHT IS WITH "PAUL THE WINE GUY"? HE FINALLY ASKED YOU OUT? YES. A "DEAR DIARY" MOMENT. RACH, WAIT. I CAN CANCEL. PLEASE, NO, GO. I'LL BE FINE. ROSS, ARE YOU OKAY? I MEAN, DO YOU WANT ME TO STAY? THAT WOULD BE GOOD. REALLY? NO! GO ON! IT'S "PAUL THE WINE GUY!" HI. COME IN. PAUL, THIS IS... EVERYBODY. EVERYBODY, THIS IS PAUL. All: "PAUL THE WINE GUY!" I DIDN'T CATCH YOUR NAME. PAUL, WAS IT? SIT DOWN. TWO SECONDS. I JUST PULLED OUT FOUR EYELASHES. THAT CAN'T BE GOOD. SO, RACHEL, WHAT ARE YOU UP TO TONIGHT? I WAS KIND OF SUPPOSED TO BE HEADED FOR ARUBA ON MY HONEYMOON. SO, NOTHING. RIGHT. YOU'RE NOT EVEN GETTING YOUR HONEYMOON. GOD... NO... ARUBA. THIS TIME OF YEAR, TALK ABOUT YOUR... BIG LIZARDS. ANYWAY, IF YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE BEING ALONE TONIGHT JOEY AND CHANDLER ARE HELPING ME PUT TOGETHER MY NEW FURNITURE. AND WE'RE VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT. THANKS, BUT I'M GOING TO HANG OUT HERE TONIGHT. IT'S BEEN A LONG DAY. OH, SURE. OKAY, SURE. PHEEBS, YOU WANT TO HELP? I WISH I COULD, BUT I DON'T WANT TO. I'M SUPPOSED TO ATTACH A BRACKETY THING TO THE SIDE THINGS USING A BUNCH OF THESE LITTLE WORM GUYS. I HAVE NO BRACKETY THING. I SEE NO WORM GUYS WHATSOEVER. AND I CANNOT FEEL MY LEGS. WHAT'S THIS? I HAVE NO IDEA. DONE WITH THE BOOKCASE! ALL FINISHED! THIS WAS CAROL'S FAVORITE BEER. SHE ALWAYS DRANK IT OUT OF THE CAN. I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN. ROSS, LET ME ASK YOU A QUESTION. SHE GOT THE FURNITURE, THE STEREO, THE GOOD TV. WHAT DID YOU GET? YOU GUYS. YOU GOT SCREWED. OH, MY GOD. OH, MY GOD. I KNOW. I'M SUCH AN IDIOT. I GUESS I SHOULD HAVE CAUGHT ON WHEN SHE STARTED GOING TO THE DENTIST FOUR AND FIVE TIMES A WEEK. I MEAN, HOW CLEAN CAN TEETH GET? MY BROTHER'S GOING THROUGH THAT NOW. HE'S SUCH A MESS. HOW DID YOU GET THROUGH IT? HE MIGHT TRY ACCIDENTALLY BREAKING SOMETHING VALUABLE OF HERS-- SAY, HER... LEG? THAT'S ONE WAY OF GOING THROUGH IT. ME, I WENT FOR THE WATCH. YOU ACTUALLY BROKE HER WATCH? BARRY, I'M SORRY. I'M SO SORRY. I KNOW YOU PROBABLY THINK THIS IS ALL ABOUT WHAT I SAID THE OTHER NIGHT ABOUT YOU MAKING LOVE WITH YOUR SOCKS ON BUT IT ISN'T. IT ISN'T-- IT'S ABOUT ME. AND I DID... HI. MACHINE CUT ME OFF AGAIN. ANYWAY... YOU KNOW WHAT THE SCARIEST PART IS? WHAT IF THERE'S ONLY ONE WOMAN FOR EVERYBODY? WHAT IF YOU GET ONE WOMAN AND THAT'S IT? UNFORTUNATELY, IN MY CASE THERE WAS ONLY ONE WOMAN FOR HER. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? ONE WOMAN. THAT'S LIKE SAYING THERE'S ONLY ONE FLAVOR OF ICE CREAM FOR YOU. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, ROSS. THERE'S LOT OF FLAVORS OUT THERE. THERE'S ROCKY ROAD AND COOKIE DOUGH AND BING CHERRY VANILLA. YOU CAN GET THEM WITH JIMMIES OR NUTS OR WHIPPED CREAM. THIS IS THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO YOU. YOU GOT MARRIED. YOU WERE LIKE, WHAT, EIGHT? WELCOME BACK TO THE WORLD. GRAB A SPOON. I HONESTLY DON'T KNOW IF I'M HUNGRY OR HORNY. THEN STAY OUT OF MY FREEZER. EVER SINCE SHE WALKED OUT ON ME, I... WHAT? WHAT, YOU WANT TO SPELL IT OUT WITH NOODLES? NO, IT'S MORE OF A FIFTH DATE KIND OF REVELATION. OH, SO, THERE'S GOING TO BE A FIFTH DATE? ISN'T THERE? YEAH, YEAH, I THINK THERE IS. WHAT WERE YOU GOING TO SAY? WELL, WELL... EVER SINCE SHE LEFT ME, UM... I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO PERFORM... SEXUALLY. OH, GOD. I'M SO SORRY. IT'S OKAY. BEING SPIT ON IS PROBABLY NOT WHAT YOU NEED RIGHT NOW. UM... OOH. HOW LONG? TWO YEARS. WOW. I-I-I'M GLAD YOU SMASHED HER WATCH. SO, YOU STILL THINK YOU, UM... MIGHT WANT THAT FIFTH DATE? YEAH. YEAH, I DO. I, Joanie, take you, Charles as my lawful husband. Do you take Joanie... SEE, BUT JOANIE LOVED CHACHI. THAT'S THE DIFFERENCE. GRAB A SPOON. DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT'S BEEN SINCE I GRABBED A SPOON? DO THE WORDS "BILLY, DON'T BE A HERO" MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU? YOU KNOW, HERE'S THE THING. EVEN IF I COULD GET IT TOGETHER ENOUGH TO ASK A WOMAN OUT WHO AM I GOING TO ASK? ISN'T THIS AMAZING? I HAVE NEVER MADE COFFEE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. THAT IS AMAZING. CONGRATULATIONS. WHILE YOU'RE ON A ROLL, IF YOU FEEL LIKE YOU GOT TO MAKE A WESTERN OMELET OR SOMETHING... ACTUALLY, I'M REALLY NOT THAT HUNGRY THIS MORNING. MORNING. MORNING. MORNING. MORNING. MORNING, PAUL. HELLO, PAUL. HI. PAUL, IS IT? I HAD A GREAT TIME LAST NIGHT. Paul: THANK YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH. WE'LL TALK LATER. YEAH. THANK YOU. THAT WASN'T A REAL DATE. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU DO ON A REAL DATE? SHUT UP AND PUT MY TABLE BACK. Joey: OKAY. ALL RIGHT, KIDS, I GOT TO GET TO WORK. IF I DON'T INPUT THOSE NUMBERS... IT DOESN'T MAKE MUCH OF A DIFFERENCE. SO, LIKE, YOU GUYS ALL HAVE JOBS? YEAH, WE ALL HAVE JOBS. SEE, THAT'S HOW WE BUY STUFF. YEAH. I'M AN ACTOR. HAVE I SEEN YOU IN ANYTHING? I DOUBT IT. MOSTLY REGIONAL WORK. UNLESS YOU CAUGHT THE WEE ONES PRODUCTION OF PINOCCHIO. "LOOK, GEPETTO, I'M A REAL LIVE BOY." I WILL NOT TAKE THIS ABUSE. YOU'RE RIGHT. I'M SORRY. ♪ ONCE I WAS A WOODEN BOY, A LITTLE WOODEN BOY. ♪ SO HOW YOU DOING TODAY? DID YOU SLEEP OKAY? DID YOU TALK TO BARRY? I CAN'T STOP SMILING. I CAN SEE THAT. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU SLEPT WITH A HANGER IN YOUR MOUTH. I KNOW. HE'S JUST SO... YOU REMEMBER YOU AND TONY DEMARCO? OH, YEAH. WELL, IT'S LIKE THAT-- WITH FEELINGS. OH, WOW, ARE YOU IN TROUBLE. I AM JUST GOING TO GET UP, GO TO WORK AND NOT THINK ABOUT HIM ALL DAY. OR ELSE I'M JUST GOING TO GET UP AND GO TO WORK. WISH ME LUCK. WHAT FOR? I'M GOING TO GET ONE OF THOSE JOB THINGS. HEY, MONICA. FRANNIE, WELCOME BACK. HOW WAS FLORIDA? YOU HAD SEX, DIDN'T YOU? HOW DO YOU DO THAT? SO, WHO? YOU KNOW PAUL? PAUL, THE WINE GUY? OH, YEAH, I KNOW PAUL. YOU MEAN, YOU KNOW PAUL LIKE I KNOW PAUL? ARE YOU KIDDING? I TAKE CREDIT FOR PAUL. YOU KNOW, BEFORE ME, THERE WAS NO SNAP IN HIS TURTLE FOR TWO YEARS. OF COURSE IT WAS A LINE. WHY WOULD ANYBODY DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?! I ASSUME WE'RE LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER MORE SOPHISTICATED THAN "TO GET YOU INTO BED." IS IT ME?! IS IT LIKE I HAVE SOME SORT OF BEACON THAT ONLY DOGS AND MEN WITH SEVERE EMOTIONAL PROBLEMS CAN HEAR? GIVE ME YOUR FEET. I JUST THOUGHT HE WAS NICE, YOU KNOW? I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS A LINE. GUESS WHAT? YOU GOT A JOB? ARE YOU KIDDING? I'M TRAINED FOR NOTHING. I WAS LAUGHED OUT OF 12 INTERVIEWS. YET YOU'RE UPBEAT. YOU WOULD BE, TOO, IF YOU FOUND JOAN AND DAVID BOOTS ON SALE 50 PERCENT OFF. OH, HOW WELL YOU KNOW ME. THEY'RE MY NEW I-DON'T-NEED-A-JOB, I-DON'T-NEED-MY-PARENTS, I'VE-GOT-GREAT-BOOTS BOOTS. HOW DID YOU PAY FOR THEM? A CREDIT CARD. AND WHO PAYS FOR THAT? UM... MY FATHER. COME ON. YOU CAN'T LIVE OFF YOUR PARENTS YOUR WHOLE LIFE. I KNOW THAT. THAT'S WHY I WAS GETTING MARRIED. IT'S HARD BEING ON YOUR OWN THE FIRST TIME. THANK YOU. I REMEMBER WHEN I FIRST CAME HERE. I WAS 14, MY MOM HAD JUST KILLED HERSELF AND MY STEPDAD WAS BACK IN PRISON. I GOT HERE AND DIDN'T KNOW ANYBODY. I ENDED UP LIVING WITH THIS ALBINO GUY WHO WAS CLEANING WINDSHIELDS OUTSIDE PORT AUTHORITY AND THEN HE KILLED HIMSELF AND THEN I FOUND AROMA THERAPY. SO I KNOW EXACTLY HOW YOU FEEL. THE WORD YOU'RE LOOKING FOR IS... "ANYWAY..." ALL RIGHT. YOU READY? I DON'T THINK SO. CUT. CUT. ( chanting ): CUT. CUT. CUT. CUT. CUT. ( cheering ) WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD. IT SUCKS. YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE IT. ( "Star Spangled Banner" playing ) THAT'S IT. YOU WANT TO CRASH ON THE COUCH? NO. I GOT TO GO HOME. YOU GOING TO BE OKAY? YEAH. HEY, MON, LOOK WHAT I FOUND. WHAT? THAT'S PAUL'S WATCH. PUT IT BACK WHERE YOU FOUND IT. OH, BOY. ALL RIGHT, GOOD NIGHT, EVERYBODY. Both: GOOD NIGHT. HMM. OH, SORRY. OH, NO. GO. SPLIT IT? OKAY. THANKS. YOU PROBABLY DIDN'T KNOW THIS BUT BACK IN HIGH SCHOOL I HAD A... MAJOR CRUSH ON YOU. I KNEW. YOU DID? I ALWAYS FIGURED YOU JUST THOUGHT I WAS MONICA'S GEEKY OLDER BROTHER. I DID. OH. LISTEN, DO YOU THINK-- AND TRY NOT TO LET MY INTENSE VULNERABILITY BECOME ANY KIND OF A FACTOR HERE-- BUT WOULD IT BE OKAY IF I ASKED YOU OUT SOMETIME MAYBE? YEAH. MAYBE. OKAY. OKAY, MAYBE I WILL. GOOD NIGHT. GOOD NIGHT. SEE YOU. MM-HMM. WAIT, WAIT. WHAT'S WITH YOU? I JUST GRABBED A SPOON. I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M HEARING. ♪ I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I'M HEARING. ♪ I SAID YOU HAD... ♪ I SAID YOU HAD... ♪ WOULD YOU STOP? WAS I DOING IT AGAIN? All: YES! WOULD ANYBODY LIKE MORE COFFEE? DID YOU MAKE IT OR ARE YOU JUST SERVING IT? I'M JUST SERVING IT. YEAH. YEAH. YEAH. KIDS, NEW DREAM. I'M IN LAS VEGAS. I'M LIZA MINELLI.

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SHE'S MY NOONA

Chapter 23

It was in the evening and Min ah was outside at the door waiting for Jungkook. When she saw the manager and director coming on their way in which she hid.

"So about my proposal did you tell your niece about It?" The director who was my uncle's childhood friend asked " Well she needed time." " but I thought that is what she wanted since she was young...isn't that her dream?" The woman asked " you know somethings just need time...I can give all the time in the world for her...if she needs time I guess she has her reasons."

Min ah's p.o.v

I managed to over hear what my uncle was talking with the director " Well i guess she changes her mind fast...you know she can't be here for long." The woman continued asking about the boy's progress.

" I'm glad you talked well about your boys, they are leading soon enough they'll be able to achieve their goal and dream of being known internationally...mostly that young boy Jungkook I can sense he really has the passion." " yah what are you saying both of them are really passionate they cannot live without eachother....teamwork." uncle cried

It was true my kookie was really passionate with his talent. I envied him so much just by recalling how he performed at the studio it was really charming, I guess this is what kept him alive. " but manager Park watch out for your boys..in order for that dream to come alive you know that they must not do anything stupid...such as dating, drugs and.." " yah! How can you say that? They are BANGTANG BOYS they always know what they want." Uncle laughed it off making me think of Jungkook.

" even though as the director, I need to be responsible you know what happened to the other disbanded boys...they were almost close to their goals...I'm just warning you because it seems your boys aren't themselves." She cried seriously leaving.

I stayed for a moment till Jungkook appeared wearing his mask and a heavy jacket since it was snowing and cold. I was happy to see him " did I make you wait long enough?" He nagged me cutely making me smile " aniyo it was just for a while...even if it was long for you I can wait even years." I cried.

Just when he held my hand it felt really cold " aish why do i feel cold?" I felt him pressing my hands tight " hey if we are dating you can hold my hands any time since I'm yours." I smiled at him also giving me a killer smile. " lets go home." He said dragging me to the van.

We drove till home and there we were each standing in his and her own door waiting for who to make a move. Then by suprise he got in first, I was really angry weren't we suppose to have our first date today? Now he's the one to leave first....I really hate it.

I sadly opened the door when his door suddenly bust open and he approached me with his hands from behind. " Jungkook." I muttered to myself removing some bouquet of white roses "For our first date...let our love for eachother be pure and a happy long lasting love just like this flowers." He handed them out as we lightly held hands with a cute smile.

He then took me covering my eyes and directed me somewhere I didn't know. I bet it was inside his home my cheeks blush thinking of something else.

After we reached somewhere he finally uncovered me and there stood a well decorated table with drinks and wine. It was a romantic candlelight dinner that no one has ever done for me, it was beautiful.

"What do you think?" He asked me which i was speachless but to hug him for what he did "wh..at's wrong is it bad?" He asked worried " kumaoh for being my boyfriend." I cried thinking the fact of what manager Park said earlier.

He then hugged me back as that night I felt the warm embrace from my sweet boyfriend who was my star among other stars " I'm the one who should thank you Min ah, for forgiving me where ever I made you cry and chose to be with me." He said

We then sat down and started our own date it was really awesome and nice " yah when did you get time to do this arrange everything?" I asked as he served some food on our table. " I asked someone for help she's a close friend of mine." He snapped

So he has many female friends and he's talking about her infront of his girlfriend. " Ooh so you have a female friend." " ne just like you and v my hyung." He said.

Is he jealous? Did he also realize that " yah v is just my friend just like you with your other hyungs." " I know that but I hate it when you treat him like his your boyfriend." Aish he's really cute when he frowns " don't worry Tae already gave up on me since we love eachother. " mwo! He confessed to you?" He got shocked " ne but that doesn't matter now since we are together." I smiled at him as he extended his hand and held mine as we interlocked our fingers together.

"You always find a way to make me smile...Min ah...will you be my girl?" He smiled. I didn't know what to do because I was trying so hard to fight back my tears as he continued whining holding my hand. " arasso!" I cried

By this he got up from his seat and came towards me, thinking of what he was gonna do. I felt really nervous " aren't we eating...you haven't finished you-" "aniyo!, I haven't finished you." He got close on my face and huskily saying it close to my ear.

Those words sent shivers all my body....what is he even planning, don't tell me he's thinking of it. I blushed to myself as i nervously smiled.

" Yah why do you keep smiling like an idiot?" I realized I was just fantasizing again " Ooh aniyo it's nothing." I said to him. " by the way....why did you do our date indoors?" I curiously asked " because it's perfect, unique and special since we'll just be the two of us." I decided to pray it was real closing my eyes staring at the roof.

Just then I could feel a hot burning sensation of his lips on mine, he was already kissing me making it even more deeper as he soon carried me bridal style with his well built body on his bed not pausing even for a second. He was so gentle towards me, his lips were really soft and I could smell the fragrance of his body which was really sweet just like him.

He then paused for a second " is this what you were fantasizing about?" He sweetly smiled at me making me more embarrassed. Everything about him made me crazy maybe I think I knew why fans went crazy over him. He may seem mature but he has a pure heart, I smiled back at him.

Jungkook's p.o.v

I pretended all the time not knowing what she was fantasizing because it was the same for me, which made me carry her to my room as i lay her on my bed. I managed to tease her which made her embarrassed.

Noona was really pretty, I've never seen her get so nervous about a question. She made me laugh....she looked young and pretty and acted very innocent. I liked everything about her mostly her beautiful smile and pretty eyes. "Kyeeopta." I muttered

She was too pure and cute for me to hold her....no matter how i thought of making love with her...I couldn't easily do that...she's too precious for me hence we lay there embracing eachother and holding hands.

" Min ah..." I called for her as she nods " saraghae...nomu saraghae." I smiled at her as i stroked her brown hair behind her ear.

" nado...sarangaeo." she was caressing my cheeks gently as i kissed them.

Shin min ah's p.o.v

He loves me and I love him but if i accept I'll have to leave for London just to fulfill my dream but if i also continue with this, his dreams will be shuttered which I can't risk it. I was in deep thoughts not realizing i how long kookie was staring at me dreamily.

" wae?!" I managed to cry teasingly hitting him as he just chuckled which made him very cute. " aniyo..." his face suddenly became serious " looking at you like this....I feel as if it's a dream...a beautiful dream that may...soon go away from me." He smiled lightly "I'm afraid to loose you...not now or forever."

I listen as the thought of me leaving to fulfill my dreams struck me...he never knew aside from cooking I love modelling and appearing on screen. " yah! who said I'm just a dream....if you wake up I'll always be right beside you arasso" I lied knowing the fact that this relationship wasn't going to last..........why?........

...Because you are my star with big dreams ahead of you and no one even I wasn't gonna stop it. I smiled as i tightly hug him and he hug back....wishing the night would never end.

Sarangaeo Kookie...I don't really know what to do. I closed my eyes as i lay on his muscular warm chest.

Jungkook's p.o.v

Min ah ran her arms around me tightly she was so soft like a cushion but better than that she was special to me and after just being apart for a year and some months I didn't want to loose her, I might seem selfish but I just couldn't

Mianhaeyo manager and everyone for breaking the law but I never thought I would meet you Min ah...but I feel that their is something wrong with you, you behave very strange....I wish you would trust and tell me so that i can be of help.

I caress her brown hair before I finally was lost in my sleep.

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