#but I was afraid that this fc would never be seen

[talkdutchtome]

You Should Have Said No

chapter seven - enchanted

pairing . . . max verstappen x reader / pierre gasly x reader )

summary . . . when your fiancé cheats on you, you strike up an unusual friendship with one of his closest friends, who just so happens to have had a crush on you since he set eyes on you. chaos ensues.

inspired by the works of miss taylor swift )

genre . . . angst )

song . . . enchanted - taylor swift )

warning . . . cheating, mental illness, angst, eventual smut, poorly translated french and dutch, swearing, mention of parent loss, emotionally abusive parent, slight social media au, kendall jenner as fc (potentially more i’ll add as i go along)

a/n . . . so i took a bit of a hiatus, but upon returing i found i had written this chapter months ago and for some reason never published it, so here it is, more to come in the coming days )

Max Verstappen was usually a picture of confidence, there was very little that made him nervous; after all he spent his life driving at 200 miles an hour. Max was consistently cool, calm and collected no matter what he was doing, that’s just who he was. But as he stood in front of your apartment door, he felt a chill of uncertainty deep within. He had rehearsed his words a thousand times, but now, as he prepared to knock on the door, all eloquence seemed to escape him. Could he do this? Should he do this? Even though his friendship with you was still fresh, it had come to mean a lot to him, and if he did what he wanted to do, he was well aware that he could lose the newfound friendship. “It’s now or never” he spoke out loud to himself before finally gathering the courage to knock on the door. When the door swung open, revealing you stood there in your pajamas holding a rather large glass of wine, Max couldn’t help but second guess whether he should be doing this.  

“Hey Max, I-” you started, trying to find a way to apologize for kissing him and then completely ghosting him immediately following the kiss, but was interrupted by the Dutchman’s voice cutting through. 

“Wait, Y/N. Just let me get this out” His words hung in the air, heavy with anticipation, and you watched as he took a deep breath to steady himself. It was evident in the way his hands trembled that this was not an easy moment for him. Despite his anxiety, Max looked directly into your eyes, his sincerity shining through. 

“30th of September 2017. That is the day that you and I met, I remember it like it was yesterday. Pierre and I knew each other from karting but when he got his seat at Toro Rosso, and you came with him to the Malaysian GP, we met each other for the first time. When I saw you for the first time, I thought you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my life, and when I got to know you, I realized that not only were you the most beautiful girl, but you were also the kindest and funniest girl too. But you were with Pierre.”  

For a second Max stopped, wondering if it was too late to run away and pretend that this never happened. He couldn’t bring himself to look you in the eye, afraid of what he would see. You were frozen, slowly taking in every word he said.  

“You were with Pierre, and I knew I needed to respect that. So, I ignored everything I knew I felt for you. I kept you at arms length as nothing more than Pierre’s girlfriend because I knew the more I got to know you to harder it would be to ignore how I felt. And I was right; because as I've spent more time with you, it’s made it impossible for me to pretend that this isn't how I feel. I know this is selfish of me, I know that the last thing you need right now is me making things more complicated for you after everything you’ve been through, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss. I can’t pretend anymore. You deserve so much more than how Pierre has treated you.” 

Max's confession hung in the air, and as he finally looked into your eyes for the first time since he started speaking, his own were filled with trepidation. He feared that he might see disgust or anger in your expression, but what he found instead was a bewildered look, a mix of surprise and confusion. For a moment, silence prevailed as you tried to process the whirlwind of emotions that his words had stirred within you. Max, sensing your confusion, stammered out an apology. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I shouldn't have put you in this position." He took a step back, as if ready to retreat and give you space to collect your thoughts. "If you want me to go, just say the word." 

You shook your head, still unable to find the right words. "No, Max, please stay," you finally managed to say softly. "I just need a moment to process all of this." You motioned for him to come back inside, and as he entered your home, the air was filled with a sense of uncertainty.  

Max stood there, his gaze locked onto yours, and it was clear that he was waiting anxiously to hear what you had to say. You could see the nervous anticipation in his eyes, the way his fingers slightly trembled. It wasn't just your feelings that were in turmoil; Max's emotions were on display as well. 

"Max," you began again, your voice wavering with raw honesty, "I would be lying if I said that I didn’t feel anything for you. But I’m just so confused." Your gaze dropped to the ground for a moment before returning to meet his earnest eyes. "I met Pierre when I was 13 and we’ve been together since, he was my first and only everything. So even though he hurt me more than I knew was possible, those feelings don’t just disappear” 

You continued, trying to express the jumble of emotions swirling within you. "I like you, a lot. And the time we’ve spent together has been great, but I'm in a place where I have no idea what's going to happen with Pierre. It wouldn't be fair for me to lead you on when I'm still grappling with my own emotions." 

Max nodded, his understanding gaze unwavering. "I get it, Y/N," he replied softly, his voice filled with empathy. "I don't expect you to have all the answers right away, and I don't expect you to suddenly be done with Pierre. But I also don't want to give up on the potential of what we might share." He took a deep breath, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "So, if you're willing, could we start by going on a date? No expectations, no pressure. Just two people getting to know each other better." 

Your heart swelled with a mix of emotions, but you needed to make sure he understood the complexity of your situation. You searched his eyes for any signs of hesitation and, finding none, you mustered a small, genuine smile. "Okay, Max," you replied, “If you’re sure you’re okay with me not really knowing what I’m doing, then I’d happily go on a date with you.” 

As Max heard your tentative agreement to go on a date, a radiant smile spread across his face, illuminating his entire expression. It was as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and his eyes sparkled with genuine happiness and relief. His excitement was palpable, and it showed in the way he couldn't contain a small, triumphant chuckle. 

Max's voice, once tinged with nervousness, now carried a buoyant enthusiasm as he said, "Thank you, Y/N. I promise there's no rush, no pressure. We can take things as slow as you need. I'm just grateful for the chance." You truly didn’t know what was going to happen, you liked Max, but you loved Pierre. Things were pretty much as complicated as they could be, but Max had made you feel like it was okay that you were confused, it was okay that you didn’t know what you were doing.  

Content that you had agreed to go on a date, Max stood up to leave and as he reached the door, you noticed a moment of hesitation in his gaze. It was as if he was contemplating something, and for a brief second, you thought he might lean in for a kiss. Your heart raced at the possibility, but then you saw the doubt flicker in his eyes, and his lips curved into a warm, sincere smile. He decided to step closer and envelop you in a gentle hug. 

The embrace was warm and comforting, and as Max held you, you couldn't help but feel a wave of happiness wash over you. There was something undeniably exciting about the prospect of this new chapter, despite the complicated circumstances that had led to it. The mix of emotions that had coursed through you during the day seemed to have settled into a pleasant anticipation. 

As you climbed into bed that night, you were amazed by the unexpected shift in your mood. Instead of feeling worried or stressed about the uncertain future, you were filled with excitement and happiness. Max's genuine interest and the possibilities that lay ahead left you with a sense of hope and a newfound joy that you hadn't anticipated. 

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[inglourious-imagines]

Coming Back to You (Donald Malarkey x GN!Reader)

Summary: After Bastogne, Malarkey is more distant than ever, barely talking to you anymore. But we don’t give up on those we love, right?

Requested by: @love-studying58 (Your last Malarkey post I requested got me in the feels and I’m requesting a similar one cause Malark is my fav. )

Prompts: 85 – “He loves you, you know? He’s just afraid of admitting it.” (used as a setting, not as words being said) & 8 – “I said I’m fucking fine.”

Warnings: just some swear words

A/N: Finally wrote it, yayy! Hope it's alright.

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The internal debating whether not-knowing or knowing would be worse is slowly taking its toll on your mental state. Ever since your Company heard the news about the patrol and the rumours that Malarkey is the one to lead it, you’ve been anxious and terrified beyond words.

It is almost evening, and you’re sitting with other Easy Company soldiers in a basement of one of the buildings in Hagenau, slowly sipping on the liquid the army so casually likes to call coffee. But it’s hot, and it warms your cold shaky hands. Even breathing is hard now, anxiety spreading to every part of your body like an infection. You’re terrified and you’re not even supposed to be on the patrol. All because of your heart that clings maybe too hard onto a broken soldier with a green beanie.

Your eyes scan the room, trying to find him but he’s nowhere to be seen; part of you wants to get up, find him, tell him all the things you’ve been dying to say since Toccoa, the other part keeps you glued to the old wooden chair and it seems you are stuck at dead end, neither of the sides taking the initiative.

“Don’t you look like Webster when the Krauts shot him,” George laughs as he plops himself on the chair next to you. You know very well he’s just trying to cheer you up, knowing exactly what’s gotten you down, but to say you look like David when shot? That’s a bit far.

“Fuck you too, Luz,” you retort, but a smile tugs at your lips anyway.

George puts up his hands in a surrender-like manner, grinning like a kid. “Well, maybe not, but you do look terrible.”

This time you let out an amused chuckle. “You sure know how to compliment a person. Thank you.”

“Come on, now, Y/N, you know what I mean.” George says as his face slowly gets more serious but the soft smile of his never disappears. “Someone should go talk to him,” he continues, his voice gentle and somewhat soothing, and you, for a split of a second, let yourself believe that this is your older brother giving you relationship advice. That thought warms your heart more than the coffee ever could, and you pick up your gaze at George, offering him a sincere smile.

You don’t have to ask, for George already knows your next move.

“Walk up the stairs to the first floor, then the first door to your left.”

You pat his shoulder while getting up, leaving that cup of unfinished coffee on your chair. “Thanks, G, I might just let that earlier insult pass after all.”

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You slowly walk up the stairs, with each step losing a bit of the sudden courage you felt before, but you don’t stop, you simply can’t. The doors are slightly opened, so when you peer in, you can see Malarkey quietly discussing something with Babe. You don’t want to disturb them, for both of them seem deep in thought, serious and so tired, so you slowly step back.

You don’t have to wait too long, in a few moments, Heffron is standing in the hall next to you. He gives you a sympathetic smile and without a word leaves you be. You don’t know it yet, but almost every soldier from the original Easy Company squad knew about your little crush that apparently is reciprocated, even though somewhat badly and without words so you have no idea. George will tell you, once you reach Germany, about all the secret bets concerning you and Malarkey, that even some of the officers are in on them. And you will laugh, rosy cheeked, and George will laugh too, saying how bad of a secret agent you would make.

Malarkey is looking out the window when you enter the room.

“Hi,” you say quietly to announce your present and take some steps towards him. “Are you okay?

“I’m fine,” he immediately answers without looking at you or even turning his head a bit.

You sigh, “You can talk to me, Don, if you’d li-“

“I said I’m fucking fine.”

That makes you stop in your tracks. Malarkey has never been harsh to you and even though it might be just fatigue and stress talking, his words hurt you. You reckon he wants to be left alone, to deal with whatever’s coming at him on his own, so with a heavy heart you turn your back to him.

But then he speaks again, this time his voice is soft and gentle. “Wait.”

You let out a sigh, knowing you would do anything he asks you to. So you turn to face him and the sight breaks your heart. He looks more exhausted than ever, the war aging him, making him look a lot older than he actually is.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers and without any warning, Malarkey crosses the distance between you two and brings you in for a desperate hug. You’re taken aback, the sudden show of emotions isn’t something you’re quite used to with Malarkey, so it takes you a few moments to truly comprehend the situation and wrap your arms around his torso.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers again, his voice so quiet you can barely hear the words. He’s clinging onto you like the drowning to a life vest, like his life depends on it and he’d break if he let you go.

You know he’s been hurting but it isn’t until now that you can physically feel his pain through his touch. Your eyes water but you forbid yourself to cry, focusing on Donald’s heartbeat to help you to remain calm.

“You don’t have to apologize,” you finally answer.

“Yes, yes, I do,” he’s quick to retort, his grip on you only tightens and it is slightly harder for you to breath now, but you don’t complain, how could you, when his touch is also the solution to all your problems.

“I finally realized something I should have realized long ago,” Malarkey continues but pauses right after. Then he’s suddenly pushing you away, gently, with the words: “I need to look at you when I say this.”

Your heart is in your throat by now. You try to calm yourself down but Malarkey grabs your hands and you’re dizzy again, but the good kind, the kind that makes you feel like you can do anything you want.

“I realized that if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have made it through this war. You’ve always been by my side, through Currahee, through the jump, through Bastogne and I know I haven’t appreciated you enough for it and for that I am truly sorry.”

His voice is stronger now as he gains more confidence in his words. Your cheeks are red as tomatoes, and you can feel yourself smiling like a little child.

“And if your feelings haven’t changed, I’d like to spend all the moments I have left proving to you, that you, Y/N, are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Malarkey pauses for a second, his eyes fixated on you, a soft smile lightening up his face. “The truth is, my Y/N, I lov-“

“Don’t say it!” you interrupt him, surprising him and yourself. He looks at you confused and hurt that it almost breaks your heart again, but you know you have to say this.

“You can’t confess that to me, not yet, not before the patrol. I wouldn’t be able to let you go.”

His shoulders visibly relax a bit and the wrinkles leave his face.

“Come back to me,” you smile at him, “come back to me and then you can have all my moments, all of them will belong to you, they always have.”

And then, after such long years, Malarkey is finally smiling, no, grinning happily, and you see the three years younger man in him, just like when you met him in Toccoa, Georgia. His face lightens up and he’s hugging you again, saying, “Then I shall come back. I’ll come back.”

You’re laughing as he spins you around in his arms and suddenly it is very hard to contain all the joy, luck and love in your heart.

“I’ll always come back to you.”

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[putschki1969]

Hello! As Kei announced her solo live in 2024 March, I am trying to grab a flight ticket earlier as it will be cheaper. I am her FC member but I am still concern that I might not get(落選) the live ticket as I saw someone said they weren't selected for the Planetarium Live.I know this depends on luck, but can you give some advise base on your experience? It is my first time (trying) to attend a Live in Japan, I'm sorry if this is a stupid question m(_ _)m

Hi there!

Please forgive me🙇‍♀️This reply is long overdue.

I simply cannot catch a break these days💦 I originally wanted to take my time with this post but I believe the deadline for the fan club ticket lottery is tomorrow (Dec 18th) so I thought it’d be best to make a post now before it’s too late for you. This is gonna be short but I hope it will still be helpful.

First I’d like you to be aware that the ticket lottery for the Billboard Lives is held on e+ which might be tricky to use if you are trying to get a ticket from overseas. A registration is required and you need to confirm your identity with a Japanese phone number (SMS or call).

The Billboard venues probably have a bit more capacity than the Planetarium event so chances of winning a ticket are a bit higher I would say. I personally had luck with the Planetarium live but you are right, there are many fans who couldn’t get a ticket unfortunately. With lotteries like this, it’s always a matter of luck I’m afraid🥲And you are competing against a lot of fellow Keiko fans…

In total there are four performances (two in Tokyo and two in Osaka) so again, chances of winning are increased if you apply to all of them.

I highly recommend going for the live in Osaka since Tokyo venues are obviously more in demand and tend to be booked out faster. If your schedule allows it, try to attend both🤗

Please note that you might end up winning every ticket (a total of four). Ideally, you should be willing to purchase every ticket you apply for. It might have negative consequences for your account if you don’t follow through with your payments. However, I’ve never actually seen that happen so I guess you can just not pay for the extra tickets you can’t afford/don’t want etc. If tickets are not paid by the end of the deadline the application is automatically cancelled.

#kalafina #keiko #reply #keiko billboard live 2024

[hockeylvr59]

Here With Me Part 27 || Taylor Makar

Author’s Note: After a trip away, the school year rapidly comes to a close and Taylor and Kelsey enjoy every remaining moment they can before Taylor returns to Calgary for the summer. FC: Marina Laswick (@marooshk on instagram).

Warnings: casual drinking, allusions to sex, possible cursing // Word Count: 6,981

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Twenty Six

Hiking Mount Greylock with Taylor had taken most of the day the Saturday after their trip to Connecticut. They’d gotten up early to drive up and by the time they returned home from the 9.3 mile hike which included multiple waterfalls and some stunning views, Kelsey was ready to fall into bed she was so exhausted. She’d even let Taylor drive home, afraid that her legs would cramp up during the drive. But as exhausted as she was, it had been exhilarating being out in nature again with her boyfriend and sharing those experiences and making those memories with him. 

Kelsey had no idea though how Taylor had managed to go out to a party with his roommates when she’d snagged a quick salad with grilled chicken before falling into bed and passing out before 9pm. 

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April 29th, 2023

It was strange to think that besides his disaster of a birthday get together, they’d yet to go to a party together since they’d started dating. So when Taylor mentioned the following Saturday after a morning round of golf that he was going to a party some of the guys were planning on having at the hockey house, inquiring if she’d want to come along, Kelsey quickly agreed. 

Parking at the rink, Kelsey walked to the address Taylor had given her and followed his direction to come around to the back yard. There she scouted the yard before finding her boyfriend wearing gray athletic shorts and a brown hoodie leaning against the porch railing. 

As she approached and Taylor spotted her, the smile on his face grew bright and he held his arms out reaching for her to join him. As she slid into his grip, he didn’t break his conversation but he did pull her close, handing her the can of Truly he was holding. It was open but still mostly full and Kelsey took a sip before holding onto it when Taylor refused to take it back, instead using that hand to graze lightly against her hip. 

It only took a moment for Henry, one of Taylor’s teammates who Kelsey had met prior to even meeting Taylor, to turn and spot her, eyes going wide for a moment before lighting up in delight. 

“Well there’s a stranger.” He declared, opening his arms to offer a hug. With Taylor’s arm sliding free of her waist to permit her to hug his teammate, Kelsey returned the greeting with the walk-on goalie. 

“How’d T manage to lock you down?” Henry teased quietly into her ear. “Never seen him so happy.” 

“Apparently I'm a goner for a man who needs custom tailored pants who would have known…” Kelsey teased, glancing back at Taylor. “But really…he's my rock when I need it, always makes me laugh, and makes me feel like the only girl in the world. It's not hard to love him.” 

“Mark me down with a plus one for the wedding.” Henry grinned cheekily before letting her go to return to Taylor’s grip as she smacked his arm lightly for that comment. 

Taylor raised an eyebrow for a moment but otherwise didn’t react, just pulling her back into his grip when she stepped toward him. 

After talking for another minute, he ended his conversation and spun her in his arms, his other hand cupping her cheek. 

“Hey.” He grinned, leaning down to kiss her softly. “I’m glad you’re here.” 

Resting his forehead against hers, Taylor and Kelsey just basked in each other for a moment before Taylor pulled back, kissing her again. 

“How’s my girl today?” He questioned, thumb rubbing her hip again. “Get the paper done that you wanted to?” 

“For the most part.” Kelsey murmured, still not finished despite her deadlines being just over a week away. 

“Take a break and relax and then go back to it with fresh eyes later.” Taylor murmured, kissing her temple gently and squeezing her tight until she nodded against him.

“C’mon, let’s get another drink and then I’ll introduce you to some people.” He grinned, excitement visible at getting to show her off to people. 

After grabbing another drink of which he let her pick her own and took his own can back, Taylor dragged her through the yard, introducing her to his teammates she hadn’t met.

Finding that two of his teammates were kinesiology majors, Kelsey chatted with them for a bit until Taylor waved someone over. 

“Ryan, bring Kaitlyn…” Taylor called out. When a couple approached after a moment, Taylor quickly made introductions. 

“Kels, this is Ryan and his girlfriend Kaitlyn. Guys this is my girlfriend Kelsey.” As Kelsey shook their hands, Taylor leaned in and whispered in her ear. “Try to get to know her, I think she’s one of the girlfriends you’ll really like.” 

“I always thought Ryan and I were the cutest couple on the team but then I saw you guys after Hockey East and I think you might just have us beat.” Kaitlyn declared, a genuine smile on her face. 

The unexpected compliment drew a blush to Kelsey’s cheeks and she looked back at Taylor. 

“Thanks.” She murmured. “I guess we are kinda cute. How long have you guys been together?” 

The look they shared was complete fondness before Kaitlyn replied. 

“Almost six years.” 

All Kelsey could do was blink, having not expected that answer. 

“Oh wow…that’s a while.” Kelsey murmured. “High school sweethearts then?” 

After looking at Ryan, Kaitlyn started to gush about their relationship. Though Kelsey listened, in the back of her mind was how she couldn’t even imagine still being in a relationship with someone she’d dated at 14. 

“But enough about us…” Kaitlyn finally trailed off. “How did you guys meet? Do you go to UMass Kelsey?” 

“Taylor kept me from being in a foul mood all night after chewing out my uncle by making me laugh about hiding dead bodies in the woods rather than the rink. And no, I’m premed at Hampshire.” Kelsey replied. “Finishing up junior year.” 

Kaitlyn was just as amused by the fact that Taylor was dating his coach’s niece as everyone else who found out had been and after talking about classes and majors, they talked about travel and how Kelsey had never been out of the country or away from the east coast for that matter while Kaitlyn had gone to Africa. 

Kelsey didn’t even notice when Taylor slipped away for a minute before returning with fresh drinks. 

Kaitlyn was definitely someone that Kelsey could get along with and before she moved to catch up with Ryan, they exchanged social handles and made plans to sit together at a game the following season. 

“Yo T. Come play with me!” Mercs yelled from the porch where a well used beer pong table resided. 

Shoving Taylor lightly so that he’d listen to his roommate, Kelsey followed him back onto the porch where Mercs was setting up a fresh game. 

“Doubles?” She suggested looking at Taylor and his roommate to see what they thought about the idea. 

“Sure.” Mercs agreed, promptly calling over Mikey to join them. “I’ll even let you have T.” 

“Gee. Thanks.” Kelsey teased, moving to the opposite side of the table from her boyfriend. 

Kelsey wasn’t horrible at beer pong but she also wasn’t as good as college athletes, so despite holding her own to keep it semi-close, she and T still lost. 

Declining a rematch because she still had to drive today, she and T mingled and talked to a few other people before Taylor dipped his head to whisper in her ear. “Want to go back to mine to cuddle before you finish your paper?” 

“Yeah we could do that.” Kelsey agreed. She certainly wasn’t about to turn down some alone time with her boyfriend to decompress and let her head clear out before getting back to work. 

Walking hand in hand they headed to the rink to get Kelsey’s car before driving across campus to Taylor’s dorm. Once parked she followed him up to his apartment and kicked her shoes off in the entry, making her way into his room and onto his bed. 

Taylor followed her, climbing in and resting his head directly on her chest. 

“And my koala bear is back.” Kelsey teased, moving her fingers to play with his hair as he held her close. She would be deluding herself if she thought he’d asked her to cuddle for her sake when it was clear he was the one that wanted the cuddles more than anything. She wasn’t complaining though because she loved having a boyfriend who wanted to be around her just sharing each other’s space. 

Staying for about an hour and a half, Kelsey dozed in and out while Taylor chilled against her body. But she did have papers to finish so eventually she nudged Taylor to let her up so that she could head back to her dorm knowing that she’d see him Monday evening. 

Though he pouted a bit he shifted and got up, pulling her into a hug. 

“Love you Kels.” He murmured, squeezing her tight. “Thanks for coming with me today.” 

“It was fun.” Kelsey shrugged, hugging him back. “And I love you too Tay. Let me know if I should come over before or after dinner, Monday.” 

Nodding, Taylor kissed her before letting her go put her shoes back on and gather her things. Assuring him she didn’t need him to walk her down, she headed home and texted him to let him know she was back so that he didn’t worry. 

May 1, 2023 

Taylor: Come over before dinner? 

Kelsey: Sounds good. 

Taylor: Also my mom wants to facetime about making plans for your trip fyi. 

Reading Taylor’s heads up message made Kelsey smile because even if talking to his parents was still a little bit anxiety ridden for her at least he had learned not to drop it on her out of nowhere. It enabled her to change into a shirt that showed a little bit less cleavage before driving over to Taylor’s after a study session. 

When she arrived, Lauts answered the door, directing her to the kitchen. 

“T’s on dinner tonight.” He explained and suddenly Taylor inviting her over for dinner made more sense. 

“So that’s why he told me to come before dinner.” Kelsey joked as she kicked off her shoes and took her bookbag with overnight necessities into Taylor’s room. 

With her things stashed away, she headed back to the kitchen where Taylor was doing his best cutting up vegetables. 

“Need a sous chef?” She offered, sliding her arms around his waist from behind. Instantly he relaxed a bit at her touch and Kelsey couldn’t help but smile. There was nothing like knowing that her presence affected him so much. 

“I’m not the greatest at cooking chicken…think you could take over that part?” Taylor requested. “We’re having fajitas.” 

“Sure.” She agreed, grabbing the chicken from their fridge and the biggest skillet she could find. As she cooked, she explained to Taylor what she was doing so that he’d be able to take something away from it. Once he had finished with the vegetables and Kelsey had them and the chicken cooking away on the stove while tortillas warmed in the oven, Taylor turned some music on and pulled her close. 

Slow dancing while cooking dinner. If this was going to be a new tradition it was one that Kelsey could get on board with. After all, there really was nothing better than feeling Taylor’s arms wrapped around her just swaying back and forth with him. 

Every few minutes they’d shift so Kelsey could check on the food before resuming their dance, Kelsey giggling softly as Taylor whispered the lyrics in an exaggerated manner and made light jokes about random things. 

Neither noticed as Mercs entered the room, snapping a few photos of the two of them dancing before sitting down at the island. 

“You guys are sickeningly cute.” He mumbled as Kelsey turned back to the stove to check dinner before pulling it off the burner deeming it done. Taylor just shrugged and dipped his head for a kiss before pulling out everything from the fridge while Kelsey got the tortillas out of the oven. 

Mercs called Mikey and Lauts to come get dinner and together they all settled into the living area to eat what Kelsey and Taylor had made. 

Over the past few months, Kelsey felt less and less like an outsider around Taylor and his roommates. After all, she saw them multiple times a week and they’d all seen her looking less than perfect be it just a lazy day or mussed up post sex with Taylor. 

Through dinner, chirps flew around the room and once everyone was done, Kelsey and Taylor retreated to his room while the roommates cleaned up so that they could facetime Taylor’s parents. 

Taylor opened up and logged onto his macbook situating it on his desk before plopping into the chair and pulling Kelsey onto his lap once she had grabbed her own laptop to be able to check her calendar and flights and such. Starting a call with his mom, he sat back kissing Kelsey’s temple as he waited for his mom to answer. 

When she did, a smile immediately graced her face as she took in the sight of them. 

“Well hey guys. Taylor, did you finally give Kelsey a proper heads up for once?” She teased noticing Kelsey’s relaxed body language for the first time in their interactions with her. “How is the end of your semester going Kelsey?” 

“Hey now don’t go ganging up on me…” Taylor joked in a complaining tone. Placing a quick kiss to his jaw Kelsey shrugged before responding. 

“It’s busy. I have a paper presentation next Tuesday that I am not looking forward to but I just keep telling myself that by the end of next week I’ll be done with everything but pulling this one’s rear through medical ethics with me.” 

Laura’s gaze flickered to Taylor for a moment and he just shrugged behind her seemingly saying that yeah he was well aware she was going to pull his ass through that class.

“The home stretch of the semester. You’re nearly there. Now how about something to look forward to. I know T mentioned that we’d love to have you come up to Calgary this summer. Taylor’s going to be here most of June and a bit in August I believe and we don’t have to worry about Cale’s schedule anymore...is there any particular time that looks like it would work best for you Kelsey?” 

Kelsey glanced at her calendar. Really she didn’t have much of anything planned other than submitting med school applications but as long as she had her primary ones done in June and her secondary ones done in July she was otherwise free. 

“I don’t really have plans other than med school applications and I can work on those around any trip. I applied for an expedited passport as soon as Taylor mentioned it so hopefully I should be getting that at the beginning of June.” 

As Laura nodded at her comment regarding the passport, a thoughtful look on her face, Gary appeared behind her waving a hand toward the camera. 

“Hey there! Didn’t expect to hear from you so early T. Was still on a work call.” Taylor’s father declared eagerly. “What did I miss?” 

“We were just trying to figure out when Kelsey is gonna come visit.” Taylor declared, watching as his dad moved around the room before finally settling in beside his wife in front of the camera. 

“How long are we going to get you for Kelsey? A week? Two?” Gary questioned. 

“I don’t want to impose or overstay any welcome when you’re already generously opening your home to me.” Kelsey stated softly, caught off guard because she had expected a week to be the longest they would welcome her for. 

“I mean you’d be doing us a favor keeping T entertained…” Gary joked, chirping at his younger son. 

“Kelsey if your schedule and your parents would allow you to spend two weeks of your summer with us, we’d be happy to have you and get to know you better.” Laura assured her warmly. 

Kelsey wiggled on Taylor’s lap a little at the mention of her parents but just nodded. 

“If you guys are sure….that would be fine with me.” 

“Then we’ll plan for two weeks then.” Laura insisted. “Why don’t we go closer to mid June to make sure that you get your passport in time. You could fly in Monday the 12th, spend a couple of days here in Calgary and then we could go out to the lake house for a week or so before getting you back to Calgary to leave like the 25th.” 

Looking at her calendar there was no reason Kelsey knew of that that plan wouldn’t work so she blocked it off as vacation. She would just have to get med school applications done before that so that she could just relax and enjoy time with her boyfriend and his family. 

“My calendar is marked.” She verbalized, starting to get a little excited that she wouldn’t have to go from the end of may until mid July before seeing her boyfriend. Her continued wiggling had given Taylor a semi under her but he just seemed content and relaxed as well now that plans were coming together. 

“Ours too.” Gary declared. “Once it gets a little bit closer we’ll get your flight booked for you.” 

“I can take care of my flight.” Kelsey insisted firmly. They were already going to be housing her, feeding her, the least she could do is take care of the flight. Laura and Gary shared a look that told Kelsey this wasn’t the last she was going to hear about this, but they dropped it for now. 

“We’ll have to have T find a hike to take you on while you’re here since we’ve heard how much you love it and there are lots of great hikes around.” Laura mused, changing the topic. 

“That would be awesome. I really do love hiking.” Kelsey declared, thinking about the few hikes she and Taylor had already taken this spring. She could only imagine how amazing the views would be out in the Albertan Rockies. 

“Well that’s all we really wanted to sort out tonight so we’ll let you guys go.” Laura concluded. “T we’ll talk to you tomorrow, we love you. Kels, you’re going to do just fine on your finals and your presentation, we can’t wait to see you in six weeks or so.” 

“I’m looking forward to it.” Kelsey agreed, saying her goodbyes before getting up and stepping out of Taylor’s room to get a glass of water, suddenly feeling a bit thirsty. 

Taylor ended the call with his parents before waiting for Kelsey to return. When she did, he wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around excitedly, making her squeal trying not to spill her water. 

“You’re coming to Calgary!” 

“Course I am…” Kelsey replied, resting her head in Taylor’s neck. “Not looking forward to not being able to see you…so definitely not going to turn down the chance to spend part of summer with you.” 

“And it’s not gonna cause issues with your parents?” His voice questioned softly, concern tempering some of the excitement. 

“I mean mom won’t be happy…” Kelsey mused shrugging. “But that’s no surprise and dad will back me. I’m gonna be a senior in college…not really her choice how I spend my time anymore.” Kissing his skin softly, Kelsey breathed in his scent before smiling. “And before you go there…it’s not about you. She’d hate any guy I fell in love with because it means she’s losing control over me.” 

“You’re in love with me?” Out of everything Kelsey had just said somehow it wasn’t surprising that that was what Taylor had picked up on first. 

Nodding, Kelsey pulled back to look Taylor in the eye. 

“I know we still have things to figure out and life paths to navigate but I can’t imagine anything better than spending the rest of my life with you.” 

With Taylor suddenly kissing her, Kelsey sighed happily, feeling so loved and safe in his arms. 

“Someday I’m gonna make that happen.” He declared. “So long as you’re still willing to put up with me when the time comes.” 

She really hoped that was something he could make come true. For now though she was just going to enjoy kissing him and basking in the way he makes her feel. 

May 9th, 2023

Kelsey knew her paper like the back of her hand, she had prepped every question imaginable that her professor and other staff could ask her about it but she still couldn’t shake the nerves and dread as she walked across campus for her last big presentation of the semester. Feeling her phone buzz in her pocket she pulled it out, eyes going wide in surprise at the text notification on the screen. 

Laura Makar: Gary and I just wanted to wish you good luck on your presentation today. You’re going to do great, we have no doubt. 

Kelsey hadn’t gotten a text from Laura since they were in Massachusetts arranging hockey east game plans. It was out of the blue and yet showed that Laura had remembered Kelsey mentioning not looking forward to this presentation. 

And honestly…Kelsey wasn’t used to people remembering things like that. People being supportive like that. Her own parents always expected her to do well but never provided any emotional support to assist in that regard. 

This was….unexpected…and a bit overwhelming. 

As the text rolled through her mind, Kelsey arrived at the building, getting called in just a few minutes later in order to make her presentation. After the fact, she honestly couldn’t remember a single moment of it, so she had no idea how it had actually gone but all the same, a weight rolled off her shoulders and as she stepped back outside she sank to the ground under a tree. 

Unable to stop staring at the text Taylor’s mom had sent her, Kelsey eventually started to cry softly and found herself dialing Taylor’s number. Directed to voicemail after a few rings, Kelsey tried to regain control of her emotions, though her voice still betrayed the tears rolling down her face. 

“Hey T…it’s me. I don’t even know why I’m calling, everything’s fine just uh call me back when you get a chance. I love you.” 

It was no surprise that Taylor and his brother both had found the success they had when they had such supportive parents to back them. Parents that they could tell anything. Who they wanted to talk to every day. 

Kelsey was honestly a little jealous of the relationship that Taylor had with his parents when there was very little she saw eye to eye with her own parents on and rarely did she get any emotional support from them. 

*** When Taylor’s phone rang on the golf course where he was caddying for his teammate Tyson Dyck, he was a little surprised. He couldn’t exactly answer it, though as they drove to the next hole he saw that it had been Kelsey that called. 

Kelsey never called. At least not without them planning it first. She always texted. 

Taylor: I’m caddying for Tys today so can’t listen to your message rn. Everything ok? 

After a few minutes his phone buzzed again and he peeked at her message. 

Kelsey: Fine. Just call me when you can please.

By the time they finished it was about three hours after Kelsey had called him. As they headed back to campus Taylor listened to Kelsey’s message and hearing her tears on the call made him curse softly. That message didn’t exactly sound fine. 

Quickly he dialed her number waiting for her to answer the phone. When she did he skipped past all greetings. 

“What happened Kelsey? Your voicemail sounded the opposite of fine. Is everything okay?” 

“Your mom texted me.” 

Double checking his phone Taylor verified that his mom hadn’t texted or called him so everything had to be okay with his family. 

“Okay and?” 

“She and your dad wished me luck on my presentation this morning. And I…Taylor I couldn’t tell you the last time my parents wished me luck or told me they were certain I was going to do great. It’s stupid and silly but…” Kelsey trailed off with a sigh. 

"I mean of course you were going to do great. I'm sorry if she made you uncomfortable, that's just who my parents are though Kels."

“I said it was stupid and silly. I don’t know why it made me cry.” 

“Not stupid Kels.” Taylor assured her. 

“Anyway I’m sorry for interrupting your golfing, didn’t realize you were doing that today.” Kelsey murmured. 

“It’s fine.” Taylor stated. “How’d your presentation go anyway?” 

“I mean I can’t remember any of it so I couldn’t really tell you…” 

With Taylor snorting laughter but assuring her that he’s confident she did fine, their conversation shifted to other topics and within minutes he had her giggling as he told her about golf and how his roommates were preparing for finals. 

May 15th, 2023

Kelsey could only smile as she lounged on Taylor’s bed while he sat at his desk working on final edits of his paper for medical ethics. Her semester at Hampshire had ended on Friday but with the help of her aunt she’d managed to convince her parents that she was staying there until her UMass class was also finished. So after moving all of her stuff out of her dorm room and dropping it at her aunt’s, she’d made her way back to Taylor’s where she’d been staying since.

It was only three days, but it was extra time with Taylor that Kelsey was absolutely going to cherish. Summer was approaching far too quickly after all and even with plans in place for her to go to Calgary mid June she was still going to miss him. 

After a few minutes he pushed his chair back and stood up, bringing his computer over to her. 

“Would you mind reading it before I print it out?” 

As she’d joked with his parents about, Kelsey had expected Taylor to ask her for help multiple times while working on his final paper for medical ethics from topic to research, etc. Instead, he’d insisted that he knew what he was going to write about and that he had it all under control. So of course if he wanted a proofread or final thoughts Kelsey was more than willing to give them to him. 

“Of course.” She declared, taking the computer from him after sitting up on his bed. As soon as her eyes scanned over the title of Taylor’s paper, Kelsey immediately felt all the air leave her lungs. 

The Psychology of Abortion: Why Forced Pregnancies are Unethical

Kelsey practically held her breath while she read Taylor’s paper. It was good. He had clearly done considerable research, his argument was organized and well supported. There were a few typos that Kelsey fixed and a few phrasing things she highlighted that could possibly be a little clearer but it was everything beyond the page that held her captive. 

Reading this paper, no one would ever know that this subject was personal to Taylor. They would think that he was combining the knowledge from one of his majors with the class and that was it. 

But Kelsey knew. She knew that Taylor had picked this topic because of her. She knew that this was his way of showing her that he was trying to better understand what she had been through, that he supported her, and that he loved her. 

As she finished reading, tears rolled down her cheeks. 

“Taylor…” She whispered, voice wet. 

“Does this mean you like it?” He questioned, nervously running his fingers through his hair. 

“I can’t believe….god I love you Taylor…” She replied, shifting up onto her knees to kiss him. “You don’t know what that means to me.” 

“I love you Kels. And I’ve got your back. Always.” 

May 25, 2023

As fast as the school year had started, it came to an end. Taylor’s semester had finally ended and he was scheduled to fly home the next afternoon. With Kelsey taking him to the airport, he was doing one final dinner with his roommates. After that, they’d made plans for Taylor to meet her at her aunt and uncle’s for an early summer bonfire before spending one more night together. 

Having arrived at her aunt and uncle’s, Kelsey greeted everyone before grabbing a drink and settling into the backyard to relax for a bit and wait for Taylor. Really she’d just wanted to get out of her parents house so she’d left a bit earlier than anticipated. She knew at some point they’d probably get company be it her aunt and uncle or cousins before they went to bed but she was looking forward to one more evening spent with Taylor. 

When the back door burst open, Kelsey was not expecting Taylor’s roommates to come crashing through it. 

“There she is!” Mercs exclaimed. 

“I’m right where you should have expected me to be given that Tay and I are stealing my uncle’s fire pit for the night.” Kelsey mused, a tad confused. 

“We couldn’t leave without saying goodbye.” Lauts explained. 

Standing, Kelsey laughed as Mercs lifted her off her feet in a hug. Lauts’ hug was gentler but still firm and Kelsey grinned. 

“Is it really goodbye when I’m probably going to see you in what…like a month?” Kelsey questioned. 

“Tell yourself that when you drop T at the airport tomorrow….” Lauts trailed off with a knowing look. “And you’re gonna see him in what like two weeks.” 

“Don’t.” Kelsey insisted. “I don’t need to start crying.” 

“Then I guess I probably shouldn’t say it either since it actually is goodbye…” Mikey piped up from behind them. 

“Get over here.” Kelsey declared, hugging Taylor’s third roommate. “As if you won’t be around now and then…” She teased, though she did get choked up a little. “Don’t think those three are gonna get rid of you so easily and it’s only like 2 hours away.” 

Mikey nodded and gave Kelsey another squeeze before whispering in her ear. 

“Cut your idiot a little slack next year since he’s losing one of his chauffeurs. And try to keep him out of trouble…well all of them really.” 

“Yeah. Will do. You take care of yourself and don’t be a stranger.” As Mikey worked to shift his roommates back in the direction of the car since they did have places to be tonight, Kelsey sniffled softly. 

“Oh boy. I might have to take your aunt up on the offer of a tissue box won’t I.” Taylor declared having already said his goodbyes over dinner. His arms wrapped around her and Kelsey buried her face into his chest while taking a few calming breaths. 

“I’m fine.” She mumbled. 

“So I shouldn’t give you your present now then…” His voice was gentle but teasing and Kelsey pulled back to peer up at him. 

“You got me a present? What for Taylor?” 

“Just open it.” Taylor declared, picking up the large gift bag from its spot at his feet. 

Lifting the tissue paper off the top revealed lots of grey fluff. As she pulled the item out of the bag Kelsey’s eyes softened. A koala bear. At least 16 inches tall and supremely fluffy. It was absolutely adorable. 

“So you always have a koala to cuddle even when I’m away.” Taylor explained with a shrug, a self satisfied grin on his face. 

Though she tried, Kelsey could not find any words to say…Taylor had left her speechless. This had to be top 5 in the most romantic things he’d done since they started dating. 

Hugging it tight, Kelsey got a faint whiff of Taylor’s cologne and suddenly found herself crying while laughing. 

“I love you so goddamn much Taylor.” She murmured before launching herself at him to kiss him fiercely. 

Kissing her back, Taylor hummed, pleased that she liked her present. 

“Love you too Kelsey. But if you want a fire tonight you’re gonna have to let me go so I can get it started for us before it gets dark.” 

Pouting a bit, Kelsey kissed him once more before pulling back, hugging the koala to her chest. She legitimately has the best boyfriend in the whole world and even though it was sad to think about him leaving, the way he tried to make it just a little bit easier meant everything. 

And it was only going to be 2.5 weeks until she’d see him again anyway which objectively wasn’t that long. 

Watching as Taylor gathered the things needed to make a fire, Kelsey sunk into the chair behind her just snuggling her new present. Even once Taylor had finished building their fire and moved her to sit on his lap, she continued holding onto the stuffed koala bear. 

And that was how her aunt, uncle, and oldest cousin Kat found them when they joined them outside after sending the younger kids to bed for school in the morning. Cuddled together with Kelsey on Taylor’s lap, snuggling a stuffed koala, and sharing occasional kisses and soft conversation as they relaxed. 

“Haven’t I told you to keep it in your pants…” Greg declared, rolling his eyes at how wrapped up his niece was in her boyfriend. 

“Leave them alone dad, they’re cute.” Kat insisted. 

“Don’t go getting any ideas Kathryn.” 

“I’m just saying they’re cute.” The teenager sent her cousin a wink before immediately asking her mom if they had things for s’mores in the house. 

With her aunt unsure, Kat ran back inside to check and see, leaving Kelsey and Taylor with just her aunt and uncle. 

“So I hear you’re taking Kelsey home to meet Cale…” Carvy chirped. “Man would I love to see that.” 

Kelsey couldn’t help but be a bit confused on why anything would be exciting about her meeting Taylor’s brother when she’d already met his parents and seemingly gained their approval. 

She wasn’t going to let it bother her though knowing her Uncle was probably just being a bit of a jerk. 

“My parents love her so Cale’s outnumbered.” Taylor simply shrugged as if he wasn’t worried at all. “Hell I’m more worried that Mark, Joey, or Lucas are going to steal her from me.” 

“Think you might be stuck with her.” Carvy continued chirping. 

“Fine by me.” Taylor grinned, kissing Kelsey’s head gently because she was the only person he wanted to be with. 

“Any exciting plans for when Kels is visiting?” Her aunt inquired. Though Taylor insisted that they didn’t have a full agenda planned yet, he mentioned taking her on a hike as his parents had suggested and that they were going to spend a week at the lake house among other things. 

When Kat reappeared with things for s’mores, Taylor shifted Kelsey enough to make them both a fireside treat as conversation settled for a bit, everyone enjoying the early summer evening.

As the fire started to die down with no more wood being added to it, Taylor felt Kelsey yawn against his shoulder and he kissed the top of her head softly. 

“Think we should probably head out.” He mused knowing that otherwise Kelsey was going to fall asleep on his lap. 

Bidding goodnight to her aunt and uncle, Kelsey and Taylor made their way out to Kelsey’s car, koala still tucked under her arm. 

Finally releasing it, Kelsey drove them back to Taylor’s dorm for the final time, something that felt weird, even if it was only going to be a month or so until she was right back to it. 

It was weird how quiet the apartment was with all three of Taylor’s roommates already gone. As Kelsey moved through to Taylor’s room she saw his packed bags tucked inside the doorway and the sight made her heart clench. She knew it was silly to get emotional when she was going to see him in two and a half weeks but he was going to be thousands of miles away during that stretch and she knew it was going to be impossible not to miss seeing him multiple times a week. 

Sensing the turmoil rising in her, Taylor’s arms slipped around her from behind and he dipped his head into her neck. 

“It’s just a couple weeks Kels.” He murmured. “And you have med school applications and your thesis to keep you busy, plus I’m only a phone call away.” 

“Doesn’t mean I won’t miss you.” 

“Just like I’m gonna miss you.” Taylor confirmed. “But we’re going to have so much fun in Calgary and at the lake. I just want you to get excited, not sad.” 

“I’ll try. But no promises.” Kelsey shrugged. Gently turning her in his arms, Taylor cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing over her skin. 

“Hey…we’ve made it through much bigger bumps than this. We’re gonna get through the next two weeks just fine, they’re going to fly by and before you know it you’ll be on a plane to come see me.” 

Deep down Kelsey knew he was right and she took a deep breath trying to suppress that sinking feeling in her gut. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin their last night together by moping. 

“I know. You’re right Tay. Just don’t make fun of me when I cry dropping you off tomorrow.” 

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He assured her, dipping down to kiss her softly. “Now….are you gonna stand here moping or can I show you how much I love you?” 

Kelsey was never going to turn down being on the receiving end of Taylor’s love. Sliding her palms down his upper arms she squeaked as Taylor gripped her ass before lifting her up onto his bed and slotting himself between her thighs. 

There was something about being kissed like this that Kelsey adored. There was no hurry, no sense that this was a mere formality before transitioning to something else, it was just them enjoying each other in one of the simplest ways. Of course, as they kissed, hands wandered and explored, stroking skin softly as each committed the other to memory. 

Eventually the make out shifted fully onto Taylor’s bed, not an inch between them as they expressed their love and desire. Clothes fell to the wayside piece by piece and by the time they both finally began dozing off, both were spent and sated from the intimate activities of the evening. 

***

Waking ungodly early with Taylor’s alarm, Kelsey watched as her boyfriend did a final check of his room, gathering his things for his trip home. She’d known this morning would be hard but now that it was here it was hitting her just how hard it was. Locking up, they made their way to her car and after a stop for breakfast and coffee they were on their way to the airport. As she drove Taylor played music having connected his phone to her speakers, his hand rubbing back and forth against her thigh. 

He didn’t push her to speak as if he knew as well as she did that once she started crying she wouldn’t be able to stop. 

Once Kelsey pulled to a stop in the drop off lane, Taylor gathered his bags out of the back of her car before pulling Kelsey into a hard hug. 

“I love you and I’ll see you in a couple weeks.” Taylor promised as her tears started soaking his shoulder. 

“Love you too.” Kelsey managed to mumble before her voice cracked completely. 

“Hey.” Taylor whispered comfortingly. “18 days. That’s all.” Though Kelsey nodded, that number didn’t stop her from continuing to cry. “Kels…” Both knew there was nothing Taylor could say to stop Kelsey from crying so he just held her until he knew he had to leave because they were tying up the drop off lane. 

Stealing one last kiss, Taylor gave her a squeeze and then gathered his bags up off the ground. 

“Hey Kels, please don’t drive home while crying. Promise me.” He pleaded as she climbed back in the car. Even when she nodded he repeated for her to promise him. 

“I promise.” She mumbled softly as she settled behind the wheel. “Call me when you’re home safe.” 

“You know it.” 

Watching as he entered the building, Kelsey drove to the free short term parking lot and let loose all her tears. As much as she wanted to just go home she had promised she wouldn’t drive while crying and that was the least she could do after making Taylor deal with her heavy emotions over him leaving. 

When she finally composed herself, Kelsey made the trek back to her parents, grateful they were both working and therefore the house was quiet. Napping for a bit, new koala in her arms, Kelsey woke and finally checked her phone to see if Taylor had sent any updates. To her surprise, her lock screen was a photo of them from the night before cuddled up and enjoying the fire at her uncles and there was a widget counting down the days until she was going to Calgary. 

Kelsey had no idea where Taylor had gotten the photo but she couldn’t help but smile at how sneaky her boyfriend was and how he would have known that it would make her smile. 

Only 18 days until she was back in his arms. 

She couldn’t wait.

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN!

Name: lumi!

Pronouns: she/her

Most Active Muses: sonny on this blog and on @snnydcys , @greatcstarcher is second , i do have other blogs that you can find here

RP Pet Peeves: oh god, to list a few...

plagiarism. whether it be a character or a plot idea, don't steal from anybody. people work hard on their characters and plots. i understand not many plots can be considered original, but everyone comes up with their own twists. stop stealing.

lack of respect for female characters both canon and oc. i can't say enough that female muses deserve to be seen. especially poc female muses.

white washing. as a poc person, i have dealt with a lot of racism both irl and on tumblr. it was to a point i took two years off of this hellsite. so do not change a poc character into a white one. we've been erased as it is. and if you struggle trying to match a character to its race, do not feel afraid to ask someone for help on it. there are also websites that show you an fc's ethnicity as well.

not knowing where the line is between mun and muse. they are two completely different things.

god modding. for the love of all that is chuck, do not control what anyone else's character does. we all control our own characters and that's how it should be. this also means doing something crazy that someone else may not approve of so if you want to do something, ask first.

demanding people read your rules, but you don't do the same. everyone has different rules for each of their blogs. respect goes both ways. so if they read your rules, please do the same. they are there for a reason.

force ship, simple as that

anon hate. seriously, that kind of negativity should never be welcomed nor encouraged. we all come here to escape as it is so just let everyone have fun writing.

lack of communication. we're all grown adults here. if there's a problem, just communicate.

trash talking someone's portrayal. realistically, we all interpret canon characters differently than others and that is okay. no one's version is right or wrong. no one is the "chanel/walmart" version. just don't rp with that portrayal if you don't want to.

rushing people to reply and shaming them when they don't reply fast enough. everyone has real lives and can't always get to it. or maybe they don't just have muse for it and need time away from it. now a simple nudge to let someone know they replied maybe weeks later just in case they missed it is fine. but if you're going to put pressure on people? stop.

using mental health as an excuse to be a shitty person. many people here suffer with different kinds of disorders and that is no one's fault. but that does not mean it's a pass to be a horrible person. you choose how to treat people around you. you choose whether or not to be a kind person.

i can go on and on, but we don't have time for that so here is the rest of the list on the top of my head for now: self victimizing, ignoring triggers, trying to control your rp partners, bullying, hovering, spreading lies about people, gate keeping, face chasing, racism, not understanding boundaries, not understanding that rping is a hobby and not a jobby, ect.

Experience/How Many Years: a long as time that for the earlier years... i shouldn't have JBESGKBKB

Fluff, Angst, or Smut: yes. i love both angst and fluff so much, but if for example i am doing too much angst, i would want a break for fluff so that way there is time for me to breathe. for smut, as long as i'm comfortable with you, i'll do it. but if i don't know you or have never written with you before, i most likely won't.

Plots or Memes: i love memes that inspire plotting. cause as much as i love plotting, sometimes i don't know what i actually want. unless a plot randomly hits me out of nowhere.

Long or Short Replies: depends on my brain. short replies are fun for crack and silly things, but longer threads for actually plots and things.

Time to Write: when my brain feels like it! i don't force myself to write if i don't want to.

Are You Like Your Muses: i would say i am in a way. more than i realized? more so her disney canon version. we both give are all to the people we love and care about, even if it means never putting ourselves first. being clumsy ekbrkg. we both get walked all over by people that we love. she's not afraid to be herself and stand up for herself, which i'm not afraid of being myself but i'm working on standing up for myself more.

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[mythvoiced]

EXCLUSIVES & MAINS & CONNECTIONS~

This nifty lil post will list rp partners and FCs of their muses that, since I am so deeply enamoured with their muses and can't stop associating the faces they chose for said muses, I can't find it in me to have given (or all) blorbos of mine interact with anybody else. I know faces aren't everything and writing always matters the most, but it's kind of like knowing the car a person drives isn't relevant to your friendship to them and still instantly thinking of them when you see one flash by, to the point where you'll go a lil silly in the head when someone else driving the same car shows up. You know?

That makes no sense but bear with me LKDFGLH

THIS LIST ALSO APPLIES TO @/ASHBTTEN, my single-muse

BLOG-WIDE

Lee Dong-wook | @jeoseungsaja From main verse to verse 5, Alex's MASSIVE BRAIN has made me wholly incapable of throwing any of my blorbos at any Lee Dong-wook that aren't her magnificent Jeoseungsaja, Wang Yeo, Lee Hyuk. He is simply That Binch. Kaeden's older brother, Kim Shin's spouse and/or housemate, Sarang's victim, Rang's actual half-brother, you name it.

Débora Nascimento | @astremourante The mythvoiced blorbos have spoken, every muse who meets Amelia falls in love with her, romantically or platonically as may be, or is otherwise so obsessed with her I am starting to fear for their mental health. Ami's Amelia Stella Sinclair is the fruit of some of the sexiest, most incredible character building I've ever seen and I can't disassociate her face from her. Dude, I even forget Miss Nascimento does not have freckles.

MUSE-SPECIFIC

Lee Joon-gi | @theimpalpable for Ji Hyun, as Yeong Boram. He's a rain prince, an azure dragon, who's story with Hyun starts in captivity in ancient times and re-blossoms now in the present, when they turn from memory to constant, present and future. Boram is Hyun's soulmate and Hyun is single-ship with him.

Harry Lloyd | @/theimpalpable for Corey Atwell, as Domenic Lachlan. A friend, a mentor of sorts, maybe? Left to his own devices with no one to lean on, meeting Domenic, a kind, warm, enthusiastic intellectual willing to experience the joys of discovery and knowledge with him is kind of like... discovering how vast the world is without being afraid of it.

Tom Holland | @/theimpalpable for Kaeden, as Wilder B. Summers. Wilder is perhaps everything to Kaeden, most definitely is. He's his best friend, his sweet cheese, his good-time boy, Kaeden would set the world on fire for him, and hopes to be worthy of his friendship one day.

Park Bo-gum | @/theimpalpable for Han, as So Yong. The feeling of a soft breeze on a hot day, the first drop of rain after months of dry soil, the first sip of water after hours without, the softness of your pillow after a hard day. These are just some of the things Han equals Yong to. And it's very confusing.

Song Joong-ki | @/theimpalpable for Huáng ZhìJiàn, as So Kiheon. Some love prevails for centuries before either party even gets to call it love. A-Jiàn has never forgotten Kiheon and each day he may get closer to meeting them again, is a day he feels a little more alive than the previous.

Shin Ha-kyun | @/theimpalpable for Sköll, Sarang & Ajay (in particular), as (Kim) Nae-Gil. For Sarang and Ajay, Nae-Gil is but a name on a list. A Knight, one of those deserted, hell, Ajay might not even know who he is, Sarang might only be familiar with what he's capable of. A Knight of the Order he still was, and that connection will always remain. To Sköll, though, he's a little more than that. He makes him feel alive in the same way two flames uniting to create a wildfire create life in their own way.

You WILL most definitely find other Alex muses on this list one day, I am obsessed with her stuff, I'll nab it all.

Lee Sun-mi | @uroborosymphony for Sarang, as Calixtus 'Calista' Orion, because Lynnie said I was allowed~ immortal terrorist girlfriends, the breath of snarled and maniacally cackled air that fanned the flame in Sarang's soul back to life and reminded her that living is just, living is fair, and taking what is hers even more so, perhaps even at her side, by the side of the one woman to occupy the centre of her mind.

Shin Sung-rok/SF9's Hwiyoung | @clemencetaught Blog-wide. Here's the thing. Patrick Grace, Shin Myungdae, I am a little obsessed with what Ferre is doing with this person. Every verse, every minute interaction I have with him, because I haven't even gotten to interact with him all that much (or as much as I'd like to, anyway, hehehehe~) follows me to the end of my days. With Eunjae, with Sarang, the plotting we're doing with Maria, smaller threads like the one with Seok-ju, he's incredible. All of Ferre's work around this person makes me gasp. I had to visit their notion because I did not for the life of me remember the FC's name, in typical Len fashion, I completely forgot that wasn't just... you know, Patrick. So yeah. If I see another Shin Sung-rok, in particular, anywhere else, I will think it's Patrick.

Hoang Quyen | @ofgentleresolve for Samuel, as Mana Minh Huynh, on one hand because even while I write Samuel very rarely because he's a little more difficult to get muse for, Mana is already impacting him in ways I could have never hoped for to the point where I'm discovering things about him I had no idea were in him, on the other hand because I just? I can't... it's? I don't shout about Mana a lot because I feel almost undeserving, and inappropriate in treating her the way I would... stanning anime characters. She's... so much more, she makes me want to treat her in all the seriousness of ancient Greek philosophers. She's incredible. She's "The Only Hoang Quyen" to put it in a weird way (I'm collecting Ferre characters the way I collect Alex characters, BEST BELIEVE).

CONNECTIONS/MAINS

These are characters who I wouldn't claim mutual exclusivity with because I'm a too chicken and forgetful to ask, but they've become very vital connections to my muses and as such, while I'd never demand anything in turn, there is no pressure or obligation here to do the same with connections here as I do because I am Insane about y'all's characters, your muses are very dear to me and as such these here listed characters will at the very least most definitely be the first names associated with the listed faces.

Jing Boran | @wantedformanysins for Chul-soo, as Nathan Chen, because don't you just love a messy 'we used to be lovers but not really then we split and now you invited me as your boyfriend to spend Christmas with you because you didn't tell your mother we split?' plot? There's a lot more to that, obviously, because Dex is one of the greatest minds you'll ever meet, her plotting capabilities are through the ROOF. The violence she makes me feel, soft aggression about how amazing it is. It's... I can't even put it into words it's just... oof.

Liam Samuels | @zodiachild for Nathaniel & Diana, as Aziz Khan. Again, Dex just... plots MASSIVE things okay. Love stories spanning for centuries, stockfull of the most violently incredible details and facets, Aziz is such an incredible fucking character, the lore iS INSANE, and Nathaniel & Diana are both so stupid about him, so absolutely gone, so insane about him, can't really expect me to not add him here~

Nana Komatsu | @wellfell BLOGWIDE, as Mori Akina, let me count all the ways I would commit heinous crimes for Akina, I have been so obsessed with this woman even beyond having Karube interact with her in so many painful, sexy, incredible ways, amplified by the way Nassy writes to kill, I'm not even sure if I got the FC's name right because it's just Akina™. I'm literally doing research on Ringu to understand her better, do you understand, I am considering buying it, do you understand.

AND!! LIST WILL BE UPDATED!! When I write things down in one sitting I will end up forgetting, so I'll come back~ Also in case FCs change~ There are some I didn't add either because they're Patrick/ashbtten related or because I'm shy or because they're in 1x1 threads or or or but hey if you ever feel like we've interacted enough that it would be a CRIME to not find on this list, we can always chit chat about it >:3

#;ooc #;exclusives & mains #i'm always nervous about these things but yoU KNOW WHAT i'm adult i can handle things let me know if you'd like to be removed from here ;3 #AND THANK YOU FOR WRITING WITH ME NO MATTER WHAT

[trippin-over-my-fandoms]

The Interview

A/N: a little something because I have this resident evil x grand theft auto v au and I really wanna share some of it I guess so enjoy. And yes… my alt fc for heisenberg is bradely cooper… get over it <3

Rated M for mentions of drugs, prostitution, and other classic GTAV themes.

It’s just a stupid interview. How hard can it be?

Except the interview is with the IAA in the heart of Los Santos and Karl has a long history of drugs, assault, soliciting, and various misdemeanors behind him. Behind him, hell, no one had ever said he had quit. Except Miranda is damned well determined to turn him into some sort of man, even if he’s let her down time and time again. She’s the only reason he’s here in the first place.

Things would be so much easier if it were her giving the interview.

Karl doesn’t even know what kind of job it is he’s applying for. All he knows is that Miranda told him he was going with no other choice and to “dress nice.” Ironic considering he hasn’t lived at her home in almost twenty years and still she treats him like a child. And still he lets her.

He blames it purely on needing money for his next fix. He can’t keep getting on his knees every time he’s short on cash.

It’s been over thirty minutes since his originally scheduled time and still he sits in the lobby of the glamorous building, one he feels incredibly out of place in. It’s far too nice, too shiny, too upscale for a man of his low quality. He lives out in Sandy Shores in a trailer for fucks sake, he’s lucky he even had a decent looking suit. And after all the trouble he’s gone through they have the audacity to leave him waiting for over half an hour. That’s the problem with the upper class, they have some for themselves and themselves only, everyone else be damned as long as they get what they want. It’s the perfect environment for Miranda, no wonder she’s thrived so well in it, so high up he’s not even allowed to know what she truly does. Science and research, that’s all he knows.

Unlike Alcina. Now there’s a rich bitch who’s not afraid to let you know her standing. She’s long been a member in and out of the spotlight even before Karl had been adopted. Now he can’t escape her face, despite not having talked to her in nearly ten years, plastered all over billboards from downtown to Paleto Bay. If he’s truly unlucky the radio will have one of her songs on. Good thing he’s always hated jazz.

Not that his other siblings are any better.

Salvatore spends his days ever trying to achieve higher and higher education, seemingly chasing after the status Miranda has in scientific and medical research. All while his nights are spent wasting away being overworked at the hospital in Pillbox Hill. The only reason Karl has seen him more often than the others is because he’s been nice enough to help him out in the times Karl didn’t have insurance, especially the time he’d almost overdosed with the wrong crowd. Otherwise, they’ve never cared for each other. Sal has always viewed himself as smarter than Karl and Karl has always found him idiotic for playing so deeply into the rat race that Los Santos thrives on.

Donna wasn’t different either. While not the first to leave their childhood home she wasn’t the last. Karl had been the last. He had stayed as long as he could get away with until Miranda threw him out for his behavior. Donna always resented how he had treated their adoptive mother, claimed she had given them everything and dug Karl out of his grave time and time again yet still he treated her as if she were the devil. Whatever help his siblings received from her he sure missed out on, it felt like Miranda had given up on him a long time ago and only helped him when it made her look good. And even Donna got tired of him eventually. She packed up and found herself a nice house, even started a crafting business right on the busiest road in all of downtown Los Santos.

They were all doing well for themselves.

And Karl?

Even after adoption there had been no escape from the issues the system had caused him. Hooked on drugs and lost in alcohol he’d found when neglected, running with the same “friends” from high school who showed him how to smoke cigarettes other people threw away. He’s the only one who ever saw the truth behind Miranda’s shiny promises that she could save them. All she ever did was adopt a bunch of kids with different ethnic backgrounds to seem diverse and merciful. Alcina was Romanian, Salvatore was Spanish, Donna was French, and Karl was just some kid abandoned without a last name and only a DNA test to tell him his parents hadn’t even been legal. He wasn’t special and he never would be. He never tried to get out of what he’d been pulled into because there was no point. Most employers saw his history of DUIs and sex work and wouldn’t touch him.

The fact that Miranda even landed him this interview was a miracle in itself.

And while the trailer he lives in is a piece of shit he does enjoy having a roof over his head. If he somehow pulls this off then at least some of his income will go towards rent. He’d blow it all on weed eventually anyway but he doesn’t want to be crashing on his dealer’s couch. No matter how nice of a guy Louis can be.

It seems like eternity but he’s finally called back to some pompous asshole’s office. Sitting on the opposite side of a desk from someone reminds him of all the years in high school he’d managed to get called to the office.

“So, let’s start off with your name,” says the overly self confident woman perched behind the shiny oak desk. She stares down at paperwork through glasses that probably cost more than his last water bill and her hair is pulled tightly into a ponytail Karl imagines is causing a headache resulting in her foul and bored expression.

He already doesn’t want to be here, he should have left ages ago, should have just told Miranda ‘no thanks’.

“It’s Karl,” he says, “A K not a C.” Clarification, right off the bat, years of fighting with elementary and high school teachers who refused to spell it correctly.

“Karl…?” She draws out, looking at him expectantly. She had the paperwork right in front of her, couldn’t she read his name?

“Heisenberg, Karl Heisenberg,” the last name he made up when he was nine. Whatever parents he had that abandoned him in this stupid city hadn’t been legal and fled without a trace. A DNA test he did for third grade science was the only reason he knew he was German. Heisenberg had sounded German enough to him back then. The courts accepted it well enough. He never changed it, not even when he was later adopted.

None of them had changed their last names for that matter.

“Right, Mr. Heisenberg,” she frowns as she flits through the papers tucking them neatly into a folder then placing it neatly on her desk before folding her hands atop it, “I understand your request for interview for this position came from a very high up source but even with that your outcome isn’t bright.”

Great.

“You have virtually no qualifications and frankly your record with the police department is enough to deter the organization to avoid you simply because of your image,” there was no possible way she could sound any more pretentious.

Karl rolls his eyes, giving a half hearted chuckle as she continues to try and tell him why he wouldn’t be a good fit before even properly conducting the interview, “Can’t say I didn’t try right?” He says rather loudly as he stands up from his seat across from her.

“You don’t even have a proper high school diploma and-“

“I get it, you don’t want me here. It’s fine, whatever. I could already tell I was wasting my time anyways.” Karl is already headed for the door but stops before he exits, “Just be sure to tell her I at least showed up.” He adds bitterly, not even having to say her name to know it’ll make its way back to her how much of a failure and an embarrassment he is. If she wasn’t watching him through the camera’s as it all happened.

Karl doesn’t care. He’s done trying to fix a life that’s determined to be shit. No matter what he does it always seems to kick him in the gut and leave him in the dirt. He wasn’t even surprised to find out he had been rejected before even being considered.

He’s rather dramatic about how he exits the building, loosening his tie and dropping the put together facade he’d arrived with.

It seems like a cruel joke when he gets down to the parking garage, finding his beat up lemon easily among the fancy sports cars and electric hybrids, only for his car to not want to start. Of course he’d be trapped here.

But Karl is nothing if not stubborn to a fault and just about ruins his only suit getting out to solve the problem with the engine. Machines are the only thing he’s ever been gifted in. Sometimes instead of sucking cock when he needs narcotics he’ll repair a transmission or two, or be a regular adult and pick up extra shifts at the dinky garage within walking distance of his trailer.

Karl finds the problem easily, a quick fix luckily, his only luck today, and sure enough the engine turns over as it should. Of course it would, he knows what he’s doing.

Now…

He needs a fix.

#re8 #Karl Heisenberg #gta 5 #au #crossover #re8 gta 5 crossover #mother Miranda #Donna Beneviento #alcina dimitrecu #salvatore moreau #the other characters have roles in this au :3 #it’s pretty fleshed out I just don’t wanna commit to it rn

[anyalovesu]

tolerate it.

vi. use my best colors for your portrait.

— “he said he wondered what it must be like inside my mind and i told him he’d rather not know. it was for the better.”

“Bakit ka andito?” Elijah’s tone was sharp from the door of the atelier, eyes boring holes into the back of her fiancé’s head.

“Madam Eli!” Kyle greeted her cheerfully, skipping towards her as he gave her a high five. Leon didn’t know when they got that close but he figured that maybe FC lang si Kyle. “Nakita ko ang entry mo sa page ng org n’yo! Angas!”

Eli smiled at him, flattered at the compliment, especially because Kyle really was impressed and has never seen anything executed like that.

“Magpapacommission kami ng art sa’yo one day, para sa album art namin!” he says with conviction.

“Album art agad,” Amir playfully hits the back of his head, chuckling at him. “Sumulat ka muna ng kanta.”

“Meron na ngang draft!” Kyle argued, reaching over to Amir’s head to get his revenge but Amir stealthily pulled away before Kyle could hit him. “Nasa flashdrive ko na, iplay ko pa ngayon!”

“Loophole,” Leon replied to her, before slowly turning back to face her. “Bakit Loophole?”

“Hindi ako nagpapapasok sa atelier, lumabas ka d’yan,” Elijah sneered at him, pointing the way out of the room.

The room was messy and there were a lot of unhung canvases lying around the room that she has been planning to hang around the house but she hasn’t been home for most of the time to do the task. She would be lying if she said that she enjoyed working overtime. She’s not afraid of admitting that she has been avoiding Leon, that’s why she has been staying up late in the office. But more than that she hasn’t been drawing well the past few days, that even Hwangs have noticed how dark her designs have been getting which puts Santi in a position to worry if his little sister’s situation is triggering her to have a mental breakdown.

“Why the loophole?”

“Matagal na ‘yan.” Elijah was getting agitated the more Leon tried to press for information.

Wasn’t it obvious? Or was it that Leon is playing stupid?

“It’s good!” Eli clapped as Kyle stopped the seventh and last track from the mini album. “Anong pangalan ng album?”

“Loophole,” he proudly replied. “Homage to where the band started.”

“But nagsimula ang banda sa inyong lima,” Eli smiled at him, soft eyes looking at the gentle stares that her friends were giving her. “Ibang banda ang Loophole.”

“Walang Midnight Covey kung walang Loophole,” Amir agreed. “Maganda yung Loophole. Doon nagsimula ang lahat, doon rin magsisimula ang karera ng banda na ‘to.”

“Para saan? Para kanino?”

“Hindi ka naman yata tanga para isubo ko pa sa’yo ang sagot,” Elijah spat at him, before trying to force Leon out of the atelier. Trying, being the keyword. Leon was taller and heavier than she had anticipated, making it easy for him to stand still and pull her like she weighed nothing towards him. “Bitawan mo nga ako!”

“It was for the album ng MC, right?” 

“You are on thin ice, Park,” Elijah hisses at him one more time, but Leon does not let go. Instead he pulls her into a hug, one that he was strong enough to hold even if Elijah was fighting for her life to escape. “This is not going to fix anything you did, Leon. Bumitaw ka na.”

Elijah was slowly beginning to feel like the world was closing up again. Cold was creeping from her fingertips to her arms, from the tips of her toes to the rest of her body. Her eyes began to cloud as her throat dried and closed up. “Bumitaw ka please,” she managed to sob out as she tried to push him again from another time. “Hindi ako makahinga, bumitaw ka, Leon.”

Leon releases the moment he hears that, cold engulfing him just as much as it did her. “Ellie,” he held her face to make him look at him as she breathed heavily.

“Bitawan mo ako sabi!” 

He was taken back when she slapped his hand harshly away from her face. Elijah backed away from him until she hit the blank wall next to the door frame. Leon could only watch as Elijah clutched the hem of her shirt as she slid down the wall, sobbing.

“You can’t just go home na may dalang bulaklak tapos magkukunwaring may pakielam ka sa mga ginawa ko para lang saktan ako bukas,” Elijah whimpers, trying desperately to control her breathing. “Tangina naman. Gusto mo malaman kung para kanino ‘yan?”

Leon was speechless, he just stood there and nodded like a pathetic little boy. It made his heart squeeze to see Elijah sat there, in the midst of a mental breakdown, and he hit a dead end trying to figure out how to help her. She didn’t want anyone near her, that was the only thing clear for him.

“Para sa banda, oo,” she managed to croak out. “Para sa una n’yong album.”

Leon slowly drops to the floor, pulling his legs close to him as he tries his hardest not to scoot closer toward Elijah to hear what she was saying as some of the words rendered incoherent in between the sobs. “But you stopped being friends with me bago ko pa natapos. Bago ko pa maibigay.

“Bakit ilang araw na hindi sumasama si Eli?” Amir asks as Leon enters the room with Krizal, his girlfriend. Krizal sneers at him the moment Elijah’s name was mentioned.

“‘Wag n’yo na hanapin,” Leon brushes them off as he offers for Krizal to take a seat on the couch where Eli used to sit.

Kyle couldn’t help but feel the ick for the new girl.

 Surely it wasn’t her fault that she was brought here by Leon, but she seemed uninterested the entire time she was there and it was a stark contrast to the enthusiasm that Eli always showed whenever she tagged along. He appreciated every comment Eli gave and the small revisions in the lyrics and the composition of the song that she thought would sound better. That energy was just absent now that Eli is not there anymore. He missed it. Surely, everyone did. Especially when there was a constant interference with their equipment because of the constant calls that Krizal kept on getting in the middle of their practice.

“Miss ko na si Madam,” Kyle mumbles as he scribbles on his notebook. Krizal had just left to meet with her friend, and there they were on the floor of Kyle’s studio, trying to brainstorm for the next song that’s going to make it in their album. “Kelan ba daw s’ya hindi busy?”

“Ayaw ni Krizal sa kan’ya,” Tobi rolled his eyes. “Hindi ko na rin nakikitang nagpapansinan ‘yung dalawa eh.”

“Ang fucked up mo naman brodi kung iniwan mo si Eli dahil ayaw sa kan’ya ng jowa mo,” Karlo laughed at him, thought secretly hoping it was a joke. But it wasn’t. That morning, Leon and Eli spoke about the terms of their friendship and technically ended it there.

Leon looked at him blankly.

“Bobo,” Kyle shamefully threw his notebook at Leon, making sure to aim for his head. “Bobo ka! Isa kang bobo!”

“What was I supposed to do? Eh nagseselos nga si Krizal sa kan’ya?”

“Si Eli ba talaga ang problema o ikaw ang suspicious gumalaw kapag kasama si Elijah?” Everyone stopped to look at Tobi. 

Of all the people, Tobi knows Leon the most as he sees it, Leon has been denying an emotion that he fears to feel.

And that was, Leon, in fact, was unknowingly falling in love with Eli. And out of fear of what could result from that, he switches up to another girl and dumping Eli as if it would magically erase how he felt for his best friend.

“Anyway, kung makakaistorbo lang din ang girlfriend mo sa practice at wala namang itutulong dito, huwag mo na isama,” Kyle rolled his eyes at him, picking up the notebook that he threw at Leon. “Ilang beses tayong umulit kasi ugong ng ugong ang speakers. Akala n’ya yata nakakatuwa s’ya.”

Him and Krizal broke up a few months later and it didn’t take long before he was dating someone else already. Though they lasted longer than him and Krizal did, his relationship with Junia ended for the same reason. They couldn’t stop getting jealous over someone Leon had left behind already.

While Leon knows that he has already moved on, it seemed like the ghost of Elijah haunted him, because she was everywhere. Even their small fanbase searched for the girl who always stood in the bylines during their gigs, the one who always cheered for them and even went as far as writing songs with them. Maybe him constantly being broken up with because of Eli unreasonably planted that deep rooted dislike for his, now, ex-best friend. 

Margot was there for them the same way Eli was, though she had a different role. She was there because she enjoyed whatever her older brother sang. It took a while before she and Leon got together because Amir did not like the thought of it. At the end of the day though, Amir knew that Margot could handle it. After all, Margot and Eli met each other once and did not have bad blood at all. Margot knew her worth and knew that Eli is not going to be a threat at all if it was up to her.

Margot trusted Leon very much and while it seemed pathetic that she knew there was someone else in Leon’s heart, she figured that there were two separate places for them and there was no point in competing with someone who respected Leon’s decisions a long time ago. Margot knew that there will always be love for Eli. From all of Midnight covey. She knew that Midnight covey wouldn’t have made it if she weren’t there during the beginning of it. Eli will always be loved, especially by her best friend, Leon, though he says he would rather die than say it.

And Margot was right all along.

It wouldn’t hurt this much if there wasn’t love.

It physically hurts him to remember that conversation with his friends, everything that had everything to do with Eli during the rise of the band, all his break ups — everything leads back to Eli. 

And it wasn’t even her fault at all. 

It was all his.

“Babes, may schedule ka pa sa Sunset vine,” Ynes called her softly, tapping the back of her very hungover best friend to try and wake her up from her slumber. “Sabi na kasing tama na kagabi eh, ayaw pa magpaawat.”

“I’m sick sabihin mo hindi ko kaya,” Eli whined, trying to swat Ynes’ hand away from her back. “Ayaw ko pa rin makita si Leon.”

“Kapag ba hindi ka pumunta, may mangyayari?” Ynes asked, pulling a chair to sit next to her. Craning her neck above the dividers of Eli's working space to see if there was anyone suspicious listening to them. “Kahit naman ayaw mo kay Leon, wala naman tayong magagawa. Jas messaged him last night, noong may tama na rin. He kept on apologizing, babes.”

“What is his apology going to do? Anong akala n’ya? Kapag suddenly binigyan n’ya ako ng acknowledgement bibigay ako? Am I that easy? Ganoon ba ang tingin n’ya sa akin?” Eli rises from her desk and looks at Ynes, tears beginning to glass over her eyes. “Ang babaw ko naman sa kan’ya kung ganoon. He couldn’t even apologize to my face! And then what? Ita-trato nanaman ako na parang basura kung kelan n’ya maisipan? Tangina naman kung ganoon.”

“Babes, I can’t go there on my own rin kasi,” Ynes sighed, finally admitting to the truth. “Nacontact na rin kami ni Kuya Tobi ng assistant ni Misis Park para samahan kayo as maid of honor at best man.”

“Dinadamay na rin kayo?” Eli wanted the ground she stood on to open and swallow her whole from 12 floors above the ground floor. Why did it have to reach to this point?

“I actually think it’s quite nice of them to bring us into the picture. Para hindi kayo magpatayan.”

Eli groaned, slamming her head on the top of her hand over the table. Dejectedly turning her head towards Ynes’ direction only to realize that they really are trying to make this work for her and Leon. 

She really was hopeful that somehow it could work. Maybe some miracle out there would suddenly make him change… but the miracle came in the form of him being made aware of her diagnosis… and the sudden change wasn’t so nice at all. After his scene last night, there was nothing but sheer anger and annoyance for Leon for how he handled things.

“I actually think na dapat hindi na kayo sinasama dito,” Eli mumbled before hesitantly pulling herself up from her seat and grabbing her handbag from the table. “Tara na. Baka kung ano pang iba nilang ipagawa sa inyo.”

Ynes was there through everything. What’s next if Ynes doesn’t follow what they say? Take away her job? Take away from Eli? Losing Ynes is the last thing she wants. Ynes is the sole reason for her sanity throughout college when everything was turning shit because of school and her consistent family affairs that she did not want to involve herself in.

Ynes took Eli’s car keys before she could even argue. Eli was not in the best state of mind and driving for God knows how long will take during the deadly hours of city traffic has never had a higher chance of triggering yet another mental breakdown from her. Ynes took it in her hands before things got out of hand.

“Gusto mo na ba pagusapan kung saan nagsimula ang sigawan n’yo ni Leon kagabi?” Ynes asked once they reached where the traffic really got congested. 

“Nasabi ko na kagabi,” Eli replied coldly, as if trying to avoid the subject  though deep inside she knew that she had to talk about it at some point. She figured that talking about things helped her to figure out how to go around things better. The thing about that was that it was hard to relive moments that got too emotional for her liking. Emotions made her brain go haywire almost every time. There was a point where she thought she had an aversion towards feeling strong emotions but Isa always reminded her that it was okay to feel her feelings when he was around because she was safe.

She believed him.

She was safe with Isa.

But Isa is not here anymore.

“Sabi mo lang kagabi nagdala ng bulaklak tapos ang kapal ng mukha n’ya dahil akala n’ya kaya ka n’yang goyohin sa bulaklak,” Ynes gave her a slight shrug.

Ynes always thought rationally. Which made her jealous of that trait of her best friend because she never was. The highs were always too high and the lows were always too low. There was rarely a neutral ground for her to think things out properly. She was a cosmic ball full of emotions and ideas, always waiting for the most inconvenient moment to explode. They either turned into stars, her greatest creations, the very reason of her success or into black holes, that sometimes are strong enough to absorb every single reason for her to want to live.

Eli looked at Ynes, whose eyes glued to the road, before slumping back on her seat, letting out a heavy sigh to try and compose herself with enough courage to tell her best friend what had really happened.

“Pumasok s’ya sa atelier,” Eli sighed, looking down on her hands as she fiddled with the zipper of her designer bag sitting on her lap. Her light pink manicured nails scratched on the metal grooves of the zipper in hopes of distracting herself from crying once again.

“You let everyone in the atelier, Eli,” Ynes glanced at her curiously. True to her statement, Eli did let everyone into her working space ever since. She was always proud of the art that she creates, claiming that she has brought them to light from the highest and lowest points of her life and it was always worth being proud of because it was a reminder that she survived that part of her life. “Bakit ayaw mong papasukin si Leon?”

“I didn’t let him him. Pumasok s’ya ng kanya,” Eli quipped. “There’s a difference d’on, babes.”

“Bakit ayaw mo nga?”

“Nakita n’ya yung huli kong ginawa,” Eli glances out the window to try and avoid letting Ynes see her crying even though she’s seen her cry too many times to count already.

“Maganda naman?”

“I don’t know if he figured that half of it was from my grief noong sinantabi n’ya ako,” Eli mumbled. 

Ynes felt a pang of guilt hit her when Eli admitted that. 

'Half of it' was an understatement, more than half of it was Eli’s artistic take on Midnight Covey’s songs. They were basically what could’ve been MC’s album cover art over the past four years. She hasn’t listened to any of them directly, but Ynes played them all the time. She was friends with Kyle after all like Eli used to be too. Ynes was a big fan of Midnight Covey but out of respect for her best friend, she never opened up the fact that Eli has been keeping her word to Kyle that she will make them an album cover one day when they made it big.

“Now I feel guilty kasi nararamdaman ko pa rin yung grief na yon kahit na may Isaac na noon,” Eli continued. “But it was a different kind of hurt, you know? Akala ko kasi hindi n’ya maiisip gawin ‘yon but I turned out to be just as replaceable as everyone to him. Tapos what? Kapag nalaman n’yang may sakit ako, all of a sudden, maawa s’ya tapos gogoyohin ako gamit ang bulaklak? Ganoon ba kadali ‘yon sa kan’ya? I spent the past years grieving our friendship tapos ganon lang ‘yon sa kan’ya?”

Ynes had no more words to say but a sincere apology for pushing her to open up something so sensitive to her. Eli told her to not mind it, maybe it did feel good to let that thought go because it was true and it mattered a lot that she listened.

“He also called my best work yet childish and immature,” Eli added. “I don’t want to get scrutinized again by someone who used to be so proud of my work.”

“Maganda ang mga gawa mo,” Ynes argued. “He’s so lucky that he was the reason behind one of your best works. You always painted him in good colors. So much for someone na sinaktan ka ng sobra.”

“I don’t have the stomach to hurt his reputation and ruin his image for the band,” Eli replied, eyes following the parking lot lights that they were passing by, another of her useless attempts to distract herself from getting too emotional again. “He’s a shitty person, yes. But not that bad naman para sirain s’ya with my art. He still deserves the best colors for his portrait. Magaling naman s’yang musician. Let’s give him that.”

—

“Ruby,” Leon smiled, welcoming her into his arms before his arms made its way to wrap around her waist. “This is Chulia and Georgina. I met them kanina. Sila yung organizers.”

Shit.

Elijah could almost feel her entire skin crawl at the feeling of being intimately close to Leon. Things seemed to naturally spew out of Leon’s mouth. Like Elijah wasn’t screaming her larynx at him the night prior.

Nonetheless, Elijah offers her hand to shake both Chulia’s and Georgina’s hand politely. “It’s nice meeting you both.”

“We’ve met before,” Chulia smiled at her. “Sa VisuoCon two years ago! I didn’t know na si Leon Park pala ang boyfriend mo noong time na ‘yon!”

“Oh, he wasn’t,” Elijah blurted out before she could think of it. 

Leon could not help but feel flustered at her slip up this early but he could not help but feel a pang against his chest being denied like that even if he knew very clearly that she was committed to someone else just a week ago. However, instead of showing how completely fazed he was by this, he only clutches her waist possessively as if to tell Chulia that he might not be the one with her back then but he’s the one here now.

And that’s what mattered.

Elijah, who was also shocked by her own reckless response, seemed to get the message. “He wasn’t. Life works strangely. Dito rin pala ako babalik.” 

“We got together just this year, actually,” Leon chuckled, carefully caressing the area where his hand was. Elijah, though it scared her the first time it happened, seemed to be growing on Leon’s touch. After all Leon wouldn’t do anything to violate her that way… he’s not that kind of person, right? He changed but he’s not that bad, right? “Pero magkababata naman kami. Technically, there’s no need na magkaroon pa ng ganoon katagal na dating phase, right? We’ve spent almost our entire lives together.”

There was some truth to that. Yes. They got together this year, specifically roughly about a week and a half ago. They were childhood friends, correct again. They have spent their entire lives together,

Yes.

Except that for the past four years, they have been pretending to not know each other.

Though, for more than they liked to admit, they unconsciously did things that still lead back to each other.

“Ay ganoon ba?” Georgina seemed to be so amused by the unconventional love story that they were trying to sell. “So si Ma’am Elijah po ‘yung person in question noong sinabi n’yo na in a relationship kayo?”

No, hindi po. Elijah wanted to reply to her. Tempted to tell the truth right then and there but they were buying into everything that even Tobi and Ynes seemed to be impressed by how well they were playing into this. They were easily fooled into Leon’s charismatic smile when he nodded as they giggled and playfully slapped each other’s arms.

Elijah, getting a little too close for comfort, laid her head on Leon’s side, accentuating the height difference as Elijah only rose to graze lightly to his shoulder. 

“We wanted to keep it private, right?”

Elijah didn’t know why she turned her head to look at him; it just felt right. But she didn’t know if it was a great move— maybe for anyone who didn’t know any better, it was— but for her sanity it wasn’t because Leon did the same exact thing and their faces came too close for their liking.

They stood there, faces inches away from each other.

And somehow that made Elijah’s heart race. It wasn’t the good kind. She got afraid.

Not by the closeness.

Not by the fact that he looked like he was going to kiss her.

She got afraid of the fact that for a miniscule second, she wanted to move closer and kiss him right then and there.

Elijah got too flustered and playfully pushed his face away, managing to hide how her face easily turned crimson by hiding her face on his chest. Again, too close.

“Ang cute n’yo po,” Georgina giggled, playfully slapping Chulia’s arm once again. “Dito po tayo, darating na po yung mga server maya maya ng kaunti.”

“While waiting, we should talk about you two’s preferences, ano? I heard from Miss Alcantara na napagusapan n’yo na raw po ‘yung mga gusto n’yo. So, doon po tayo magsisimula ngayon,” Chulia smiled, as the six of them walked towards the back room of the restaurant.

Leon managed to slip his arm away from Elijah’s waist, leaving her feeling cold after getting used to his warmth for that short period of time. But before Elijah could move away, the older man managed to reach for her hand just split second after he took his arm from around her body.

Elijah knew they were pretending. 

Who knows how long it would last that Leon was this nice and intimate.

Her mind was racing with a million other thoughts about the impending engagement party, but the one that led them all was the fact that she never once attempted to remove her hand from Leon’s even when they were already sitting down. There were their hands, over the table, flashing the shiny ruby ring for the entire table to see.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ characters ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ previous ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ next ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

#enha angst #sunghoon angst #angst #sunghoon #jake #jay #heeseung #ni-ki #sunoo #jungwon #forced marriage #forced proximity #filo!enha #enhypen angst

[percervall]

I'm not supporting ever again the spanish players who choose to go silent in this Rubiales drama bc they don't care or bc they are afraid of talking shit and not getting the call for the nt. If Borja Iglesias could really take action the bare minimumfor the rest is publicly condemn the actions.

And ultimately if they are to afraid of take a position against Rubiales, they can show support to Jeni. And as now I'm seeing how little these man care.

I try to avoid football twitter usually because honestly? it's a cesspool I don't want to be in, but I have seen I think Atheltic Bilboa, FC Barcelona and Sevilla denounce the RFEF and that asshole who refuses to resign. Isco, Iglesias and Bellerin have come out with statements (although Bellerin hasn't been part of the NT for a few years now)

Listen, we've known for centuries that men ain't shit and to never trust a millionaire. I agree, the bar is literally in hell at this point and they need to do better. Rubiales is allegedly suspended now and I doubt the RFEF would retaliate against the men's team if they took a stand.

Updating this with a list of La Liga clubs who've come out with statements because I think it's important to highlight it: FC Barcelona Athletic Club Bilboa Sevilla FC Valencia CF Real Madrid Osasuna Cadiz CF Celta Vigo Granada

#ask #anonymous #la liga

[lightlycareless]

Hii!!! I really love your naoya fanfic and I enjoy reading it sm. But I have a hard time imagining the characters 😭😭😭 like I know you're already described them in your fics but I just couldn't imagine what they look like. And sorry because I couldn't tell the difference between haruko and hitomi 😔😔

Heya anon!

Aww, thank you so much!! As for the description, I get it lol I tend to be more of a visual person, thankfully... I've been slowly but surely preparing each of the character's profile sheets or whatever they're called, which will include their background and what I think they look like.

I already posted Naoaki's, Naofumi's and Naohiko's "face claim's" over here if you want to see them. As for Haruko and Hitomi.... I'm still debating.

I just realized that I initially described them one way, and as I went on with the story they slowly began to change? 😂 Ugh, consistency will kill me one day, but this is the closest I have for them regarding a FC.

Hitomi is:

"Cold, aloof. Radiating an aura that dictates elegance, royalty, and even a bit of vanity, to the point where others believe she considers everyone to be beneath her.

Her silence is threatening enough to the point where they keep away from her, approaching her only out of necessity—more so when she’s proven she isn’t afraid of calling them out, portraying a no-funny-business work ethic. No one has ever seen her smile, with rumors quickly spreading that she’s incapable of feeling happiness all around.

That, of course, is nothing more than a façade, for deep inside she’s a kindhearted individual who will do anything to protect those she loves, and all that she does is always with the best intentions in mind.

She’s a good friend, a great listener, bust most importantly, she allegedly harbors an amazing sense of humor and isn’t afraid to take a joke… that of course, is something no one can prove, continuing to be just that: an allegation."

I always envisioned her to be like, the type of woman that's like super beautiful and confident, but always keeps to herself to the point that you can't help but feel a bit intimidated from her... but she's really nice. Hitomi really likes to keep herself as a mystery, she thinks she can do all kinds of things and no one will suspect her (and no one does really). Helping her word gain value which she can use to save her sister from certain conflicts.

Haruko is:

"Bubbly personality, with round features you can't help but dote on. Really adorable—extroverted, approachable, a bit too much from time to time you might think she's crazy and might want to avoid her all together, but she's a good friend at the end of the day and will stick with you through highs and lows.

She is also your go-to person when wanting to find the truth behind certain rumors or need something done—you can trust her reliability, if not, her persistence.

She’s the popular one out of the two amongst the staff, mainly after gaining the reputation of someone generous and talented when it comes to food. If you want a bit of what she’s preparing, she’ll save you some.

She might let her imagination run from time to time, but that only ensures that you’ll never have a boring day with her."

Haruko is like the type of girl that is down to do all kinds of things with you; whatever it is, she's not backing out lol I might even dare to say she was the class clown too when it school. She's just super happy, no one would ever believe she's related to Hitomi if they didn't look alike lol. She feels sad that Hitomi often has to intervene to help her, as if she were a burden, but Hitomi doesn't mind for she's the happiness in her life.

And if you want to get real crazy, this is another way to describe them:

Posh and Baby from the Spice Girls. Isn't that crazy? 💀

And that's what I have for the sisters right now :> I already have their backstory, but that's something I'll post when I have their character profiles ready.

Thank you so much for sending in an ask! If there's any other character you want more details about, please let me know and I'll do my best to answer 🤭❤️

Take care, and hope to see you soon!

#ask #ask series: first it hurts— #character ask series: first it hurts— #first it hurts—: hitomi #first it hurts—: haruko

[mountphoenixrp]

We have a new citizen in Mount Phoenix:

                 Kim Kibum, who is also known as Reed Rosewood,                                       a 30 year old son of Hades.                    He is the owner of Honeypot Brewery & Tapas.

FC NAME/GROUP: Kim Kibum / SHINee CHARACTER NAME: His Korean name is the same as the FC name. However, his English name is Reed Rosewood ( he goes by Rose ). AGE/DATE OF BIRTH:  30. ( August 05, 1992. ) PLACE OF BIRTH: New Orleans. OCCUPATION: Owner of Honeypot Brewery & Tapas. HEIGHT: 5’10” ( 179 cm ) WEIGHT: 56 kg DEFINING FEATURES: A scar along his eyebrow. ( childhood accident ). A tongue ring + a  belly button piercing. He has heterochromia, so his eyes are two different colors. ( hazel & grey ). A tattoo of a dagger over the left side of his hip.  "You see this dagger I have tattooed on my hip? It comes off into my hand as a real weapon when I'm in danger."

PERSONALITY: Reed is very calm under normal circumstances, and it takes a lot to make him angry. But when he is angry, he tends to explode. He doesn't open up very easily. But he's known to be friendly and pleasant to converse with despite this. He rarely speaks about his private life — not unless he deems the person he's speaking to as trustworthy.

He’s usually the loudest voice in the room wherever he is. His conversations are buoyant and intended to be heard. There was something of the 'unsatisfied thespian' in him. Everyone knew he was a sociology major moments after meeting him, like it was his most favorite badge to identify himself.

Despite his cynical attitude and general disdain for most people, if a close friend was ever in trouble he’s always right there with both boots on. In any of these crises, he took charge and steered the most efficient course through the problem, and he never stuck around for any "thank you's".

HISTORY: Even though both his parents had somewhat devious tendencies, he demonstrates an aversion to most sinister concepts. A great deal of this aversion is centered around faith, which is the key aspect to his character.

For much of his life, Kibum is guided by faith and this makes sense because he lives in a world of deception and half-truths. His mother was a pathological liar, so it’s never quite clear what persona she’s playing. His father, who he had only seen a handful of times, also kept his share of secrets, never quite telling him what he did for work or why he was never around.

 Kibum’s only saving grace was to have faith that his father was off doing what was right and necessary for the world. It was his way of dealing with people who continually keep secrets from him and not being able to go out into the world and investigate for himself due to his debilitating fear that he would learn something that he couldn't come back from.

 Almost as important as his sense of faith, Kibum demonstrated a strong sense of morality and compassion. Some of this may be from his maternal grandfather, who preached a balance between all forces. His grandfather had known the real truth about who Reed’s father was. A truth that he chose to take to the grave. But with Taeil’s guidance, influence, and teachings, Reed was pulled in another direction — one free of the negative influence of his mother and father’s absent parenting. Connecting strongly with the mortal world helped nurture a compassion that became vital for someone with his appearance and history. That compassion along with his faith is what made up the core of who Reed is.

 ... That *was* until it didn't. Losing his childhood best friend in a freak accident now haunts him every night, causing Kibum's faith in God to become shaky. And once his core values no longer mattered, a suppressed darkness that always resided within him came to light. No longer is he the sweet, well-mannered boy that saw the best in the people around him. Now he's quite cynical, judgemental, and isn't afraid to corrupt those around him.

PANTHEON: Greek CHILD OF: Hades POWERS:

Dog whisperer: Dogs will obey him without question.

Necromancy: He has the ability to sense, summon and speak to ghosts and spirits.

 STRENGTHS:

Once he trusts you, he will do just about anything to protect you. He’s fiercely loyal to his loved ones and will do everything in his power to make sure the tragedy that befell his best friend doesn’t reoccur.

Besides being a dog whisperer, he can charm animals in general and they seldom ever feel uncomfortable around him.

He can resurrect the dead for a short period of time. But he usually only does this for his own personal amusement, i.e. to strike up conversations with deceased celebrities.

WEAKNESSES:

He can sometimes be rather judgmental, hard to read, and comes off as aloof to people he isn’t close with.

Whenever he attempts to resurrect the dead, he will get nosebleeds afterwards and/or blackout depending how long he kept the corpse around.

He is tired more often than not and has developed a bad case of insomnia. Once he discovered his affinity necromancy and his ties to the "underworld", he adopted a habit of talking to his deceased friend in ghost form to self-soothe. And this takes a lot out of him, physically.

#kpop rp #krp #shinee #kim kibum #shinee key #mp; welcome

[what-if-rpg]

↪ Have you heard about SANTANA LOPEZ? SHE is 29 and hails from LIMA HEIGHTS, OHIO. Looks exactly like FC UP TO RPER, and is OPEN.

“The only straight I am is a straight-up bitch.”

↪ IMPORTANT INFORMATION:

FULL NAME: Up to RPer DATE OF BIRTH: Up to RPer SEXUALITY & GENDER: Up to RPer RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married to Brittany S. Pierce POSITIVE & NEGATIVE TRAITS: Up to RPer OCCUPATION: Rachel Berry’s Agent CITY: New York, NYC

↪ HEADCANONS:

Santana used to be the cheerleading stereotype. Quick to pass judgment, and insult and even bully other people. She views her bitchy behavior as honesty. Santana seemed to find no issue flaunting her spot on the social ladder that was High School l or to be promiscuous to remain on top. Santana also used to demonstrate occasional signs of kindness, usually with the Glee Club after a good performance or with Brittany. Deep down Santana is less conceited than she appears to be. She admitted that she loved being in Glee Club and that it is the best part of her day, Glee Club was her real family. But whenever someone asked if she loved it, she would say she hates it, showing that she cared a lot about her image.

Santana has grown to be a better person through Glee, she actively admitted to hating the people in the club before joining, but then started to see them as her equals, closest friends, and even considers them her family (whom she was and still is highly protective of). Now she is more caring and compassionate toward others, still, she can be seen as a mean girl because of her mean streak.

Santana described herself as a “closeted lesbian” when she was still in high school. She was seen to be something of a nymphet in her first years of high school. She dated and slept with many guys although she did not have any deep feelings for them. Most of the time she was involved with them only in exchange for popularity/status, but she also had sex with Brittany on what was implied to have been multiple occasions. She was either afraid or embarrassed by her same-sex attractions, and even told Brittany that she wasn’t making out with her because she was in love with her.

Santana acts confident, but she is actually insecure, she even got a breast augmentation over the summer so people would notice her more. She gets incredibly hostile when her weaknesses are exposed. While she has no problem insulting and putting down others, she can “dish it out, but can’t take it,” and gets upset when her friends turn on her, showing she cares a lot about what people think of her.

↪ IMPORTANT CONNECTIONS:

MARIBEL & MR. LOPEZ (Parents): Up to RPer BRITTANY S. PIERCE (Wife): Brittany is the love of Santana’s life, ever since they first joined the Cheerios, Santana was head over heels for the doe-eyed girl. They had their ups and downs over the years but Brittany was the one person that Santana would always go back to. She was the one that Santana could always be herself around and never had to worry about being judged by. Brittany is her safe haven and she will love Brittany till the end of time and nothing will ever change that. There is nothing that can get in between them, Brittany is literally her anchor to the world. Santana would be completely lost without Brittany at her side and the moment that the bubbly blonde said that she’d marry her was a blissful day. LAYA, LEAH & LUCA PIERCE-LOPEZ (Children): Up to RPer RACHEL BERRY & QUINN FABRAY (Best Friends): Santana was always more or less a side-kick to Quinn back in high school. Since then, they’ve maintained a frenemy-relationship. Santana was always mad at Quinn for stealing the head-cheerio spot, or Quinn was always mad at Santana for doing the same thing. It took them until Senior year to finally accept that they needed to stop fighting, their friendship was bigger than anything else, and there was no need to fight over such a stupid thing. They ended up sleeping with each other at Will and Emma’s failed wedding after getting drunk. No feelings, just a good friendship. Yes, Santana used to hate Rachel, but after high school, she ended up sharing an apartment with Rachel and Kurt, two of the people she used to hate the most in high school. But, as they started to get to know each other, they got closer and closer, and now, they call each other really close friends, and can’t pass a day without calling each other. Santana has been there when Rachel needed a friend the most, and now, she is even the brunette’s agent. Santana knows some of Rachel’s biggest secrets.

#Santana Lopez #Char #Char: Open #Char: Canon #Canon: O #Char: F #Fam: Lopez #Fam: Pierce

[pumkinbones]

Life stuff under the cut

So I'm overhauling myself. I am gonna do things I wanted to do for sometime.

Small things like cutting all my hair off again, and not worrying about being thinner first so it "looks better". Been wanting to do it but I had another reason for keeping my hair long. For work, for my patients or coworkers to not immediately clock me as queer. There is plenty of trauma behind that with college and my first job as a nurse in a small southern town.

I'm also going to color it something loud. A nice purple. Is it gonna be high maintenance... yeah but it will be fun for awhile.

I want to take more road trips. I want to see friends I haven't seen in forever and ones I have never met in person before. Nothing made me more happy than when I have visited a state and I visited an FC member from XIV or a fellow guildmate in WoW. It was always so fun.

I want to be more independent. I want to be more handy. The only thing that has gotten ion my way is fear of fucking it up. For not being perfect. And the same goes with art. I am drawing more and learning that it doesn't have to be perfect.

And lastly I want to finally take the step and get my first binder. I used my weight as an excuse for not getting one. I didn't want to be an ugly guy or person. Another reason is I was afraid of if I liked how I felt or looked with it then I would be crossing a line. One that would strain my relationship with my mother and I really didn't want to do that.

It's gonna take baby steps but I'll get there and hopefully have more confidence, pride, and happiness at the end.

#hex says things

[baekhvuns]

Man City who??? Idk them 🙈🙉🙊 ugh the "next X" is so annoying, reminds me of "the next BTS" stfu already and let them be themselves! Barca girls? Them I can support!

Baek we're all Chelsea players at this point I'm afraid... can't even blame it on Abeamovich anymore 🔫

Lowkey thought Villa retired, I was so shocked to find him in India.

I've been to Plant Cafe before and it's good! I'm not sure if I'm going to Jeju this time round, I'm planning on coming back in the summer. I'll be quite busy with work so it'll keep me distracted or kill me. I like to be updated tho, so can't totally stay away from Twitter, also literally so many of my friends are seeing Ateez I WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE IT 😭😭😭😭

I see you're determined to post the Yunho fic, I hope it happens soon for the sake of your mental health! And so you can focus on you know who perhaps 😉

Hannah no legs???? What happened!? Yes, I still have some of my Bratz dolls, but never had Shortcakes they weren't popular over here. Also Bratz games, I ate that shit up.

Bestie you haven't seen SKINS?! Maybe you're too young, but this show shaped me (not sure if it's a good thing lmao). It was one of the first "real" teen shows, not everything aged well, but it was a cultural reset. Huh omg I love Freaky Friday, so I might tune in for this, unless it's cringy af

Tasir whomst?! (I'm joking ily Tasir!) I'll give that Toothless ring to Hwa, just watch me!

Tbh I'd expect that reaction from Ronaldo and same, I used to do this shit in FIFA when my teams lost 😭

I know like four(?) Imagine Dragons songs, so I'm not sure 😅 Edgy Aussie band aksjajshahjaha TXT in their 70s era. Right, Tinnitus?! I love the Blue Hour's Korean title You and I found in the sky at 5:35 but Crown and One day a horn grew out of my head???

My first Ateez meeting was a blur I barely remember anything, but the hwands were smooth indeed... I thought Hwa looked like CEO doing aegyo, but junior tutor?! Why would you bring him up I'M PUNCHING MYSELF NOW. DILF Mingi made a comeback too

So true...Baby girl...

I can't move on from this I'M REACHING THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF INSANITY 😱

This is so fucking funny ajshhahsusuahwhshw

What a throwback lol

This fucking company?!??! I thought no one was as bad or worse as the Omega X agency. Poor girls, seriously, they're all suffering so much, I read their private messages and they were so sad. Also the GWSN's company? They were detained from their dorm?! Wtf. Honestly as bad as some big companies are, at least they have enough money and don't pull THIS shit

Uhm and Lucas.....? That's insane. SM is so fucking weird. Literally whay the fuuuuck, Chris Lee you stupid mf... Some people say Lookass might go solo?! Mate has very little talent compared to people like Ten, Taeyong, Mark, let's be serious 😭😭😭😭 WayV, NCT and SuperM gonna catch strays because of him 🔫 poor Baekhyun too - DV 💖

hello!!

Man City who??? Idk them 🙈🙉🙊 ugh the "next X" is so annoying, reminds me of "the next BTS" stfu already and let them be themselves! Barca girls? Them I can support! //// Baek we're all Chelsea players at this point I'm afraid... can't even blame it on Abeamovich anymore 🔫 //// Lowkey thought Villa retired, I was so shocked to find him in India.

it really is bc those “next x” where are they??? they fall under the pressure and never end up making it,,, i think u know about how at one time rm got every big player as their mid fielders and they never gave them time to play which made their playing career 📉📉 ancelottt’s doing it again 😭😭 YEAH BARCA GIRLIES they’re actually kind of insane,,, NO SERIOUSLY WHAT POSITION DO U PLAY IN THE CHELSEA FC??? 🤨 yeah it’s so surprising but i guess good for him id be passing out tbh if i saw him irl <3

AND AND?? VARANE RETIREMENT??? AYO?

since we were talking about d*ni a*v*s that m*son gr**nw**d is back 🔫 major loss for prison fc

I've been to Plant Cafe before and it's good! I'm not sure if I'm going to Jeju this time round, I'm planning on coming back in the summer. I'll be quite busy with work so it'll keep me distracted or kill me. I like to be updated tho, so can't totally stay away from Twitter, also literally so many of my friends are seeing Ateez I WON'T BE ABLE TO ESCAPE IT 😭😭😭😭

pls do send a few restaurants u go to! AHHH if u go back in the summer you’ll be able to see those waterbomb festivals! hopefully ateez summer cb 🤲🏻😭😭 SEE I WILL KEEP U SELECTIVELY UPDATED, BLOCK UR FRIENDS THEYRE having a london fansign 😭😭

I see you're determined to post the Yunho fic, I hope it happens soon for the sake of your mental health! And so you can focus on you know who perhaps 😉 /// Hannah no legs???? What happened!? Yes, I still have some of my Bratz dolls, but never had Shortcakes they weren't popular over here. Also Bratz games, I ate that shit up.

giving myself this one last time if i can’t write it i will not anymore my fingers just won’t write for him fhwjdh 😭😭😭 U ALREADY KNOWWWWW U ALREADY KNOW ☺️☺️ hannah no legs! took it to aussie as a kid to visit family, went to my cousins place and (left the doll at another’s) came home to her foot being cut off by a 3 1/2 kid <333 i was fed excuses and i beloved them 🫡🫡 one thing about bratz doll’s is that their hair’s are so long,,, i used to shampoo them all the time fbwkfbdk strawberry shortcake dolls are creepy actually good thing u don’t have any 😭😭 STOP IT DO U RMR BRATZ GAME ON GAMEBOY

Bestie you haven't seen SKINS?! Maybe you're too young, but this show shaped me (not sure if it's a good thing lmao). It was one of the first "real" teen shows, not everything aged well, but it was a cultural reset. Huh omg I love Freaky Friday, so I might tune in for this, unless it's cringy af

IM YOUNG JCHCKCKS not “everything aged well” LIKE EVERY SHOW FROM THE EARLY 2000’s 😭😭😭 freaky friday is so good,, apparently ryan reynolds has a body swap movie too?? the change up?? gonna watch it but do u rmr that one movie where the nerd or the popular girl and the ‘footballer’ quarter back swapped bodies the “it’s a boy girl thing”💀💀 it was cute at times but not many ppl liked it,, hoping it’s not cringey bc we’ve HAD ENOUGH

Tasir whomst?! (I'm joking ily Tasir!) I'll give that Toothless ring to Hwa, just watch me! //// Tbh I'd expect that reaction from Ronaldo and same, I used to do this shit in FIFA when my teams lost 😭

LMFAOOO TASIR WHOMST??? OH IM SORRY HE DOES NOT EXIST I THINK?? PLS DO TAKE IT TO A FANSIGN 😭😭 JCBANCHCKC DID U DO IT WHEN RM LOST TO BARCA 😭😭😭 will be me when psg v bayern and if they lose

I know like four(?) Imagine Dragons songs, so I'm not sure 😅 Edgy Aussie band aksjajshahjaha TXT in their 70s era. Right, Tinnitus?! I love the Blue Hour's Korean title You and I found in the sky at 5:35 but Crown and One day a horn grew out of my head???

omg pls listen to bad liar by them, it started the villain yn and king hwa au for me <3 my religious anthem actually,,, TINNITUS HAD ME WEAK 😭😭😭 like the ringing in ears pls hybe 😭😭 ONE DAY A HORN GREW OUT OF MY HEAD GET THE FUCK OUT TBWMFBKWD THIS DEVIL IMAGERY HAS ME CRYING WHO’S WRITING THESE THINGS 😭😭😭😭

My first Ateez meeting was a blur I barely remember anything, but the hwands were smooth indeed... I thought Hwa looked like CEO doing aegyo, but junior tutor?! Why would you bring him up I'M PUNCHING MYSELF NOW. DILF Mingi made a comeback too

do u think he has hand creams for this hand, flavoured ones too,,, JUNIOR TUTOR TELL ME IT DOESNT LOOK LIKE IT GBWMFNWMJC the teasing mc and the poor junior that has to help mc <333 nuna romance <3 DILF MINGI. HAHA. and he?

ur right this tweet, he’s coming for messi’s ballon d’or actually

So true...Baby girl... //// I can't move on from this I'M REACHING THE MAXIMUM LEVEL OF INSANITY 😱 /// This is so fucking funny ajshhahsusuahwhshw /// What a throwback lol

he’s in his baby girl era omg,,, if he doesn’t put pretty sparkly clips in his hair,, HEY HEY HEY I AM BLIND DONT DO THIS 😩😩 LMFAOOO STOP BRO IS TIRED HIS FACE FBWJDHKWJCJC

baek taemin and kai in one group is a blessing,, their friendship >>> do u rmr this 😭😭

WAR IS OVER

This fucking company?!??! I thought no one was as bad or worse as the Omega X agency. Poor girls, seriously, they're all suffering so much, I read their private messages and they were so sad. Also the GWSN's company? They were detained from their dorm?! Wtf. Honestly as bad as some big companies are, at least they have enough money and don't pull THIS shit

this is like jessica’s case w sm??? and the company of theirs is trying to get them to promo as 12 members in japan??? wHAAT ARE THEY ON??? chu is so exhausted the media is just going haywire on her,, im glad ppl are supporting her bc that company is run by petty fucks,,, NOOO THAT GWSN THING WQS SO INSANE??? HOW ARE THE COMPANIES NOT ARRESTED ATP?? how hard it is to treat ur group CORRECTLY

Uhm and Lucas.....? That's insane. SM is so fucking weird. Literally whay the fuuuuck, Chris Lee you stupid mf... Some people say Lookass might go solo?! Mate has very little talent compared to people like Ten, Taeyong, Mark, let's be serious 😭😭😭😭 WayV, NCT and SuperM gonna catch strays because of him 🔫 poor Baekhyun too - DV 💖

i tbh didn’t even know what to say,,, wayv was so excited for their fanmeet, baek was coming back and now chris lee just decided to bring him back, just when u thought everything was good 😭😭😭 as in what did he bring to the group,,,, poor baekhyun bc lookas would start with calling baek pig and fat and hitting his injured leg again 😭😭😭 i will THROW HANDS AT HIM ON GOD FBWMDJWK baek back in one day! like bro’s out here dancing like rent due and getting hurt and lookas?

😭😭

and uh?

ARE WE HEARING PROMOTIONS???? FOR EVERYONE???? 41 albums,,,, oh we’re gonna be FED

#✉️ : ask #dv 💖 anon

[askthefuturegleeks]

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ooc information

NAME: Marie.

AGE: 27.

PRONOUNS: She/her.

SHIPS: Finchel, St Berry, Chemistry.

ANTI-SHIPS: No chemistry.

basic ic information

NAME/AGE: Rachel Barbara Berry ⭐ / 30.

BIRTHDAY/ZODIAC: December 18th /  Sagittarius.

CURRENT OCCUPATION: Actress.

CURRENT LOCATION: New York.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married to Jesse St James.

FC: Lily Collins.

twitter post

@rachelbarbaraberry: I need to update my Twitter bio to *Tony Award winner Rachel Barbara Berry ⭐. #ididit #tonyawardwinner

in character questions

Answer these in character, and feel free to add gifs into your answers.

1.) What did you want to do with your life when you were younger? What would the child version of yourself think about the path you paved for yourself?

My goals and dreams have never changed throughout my life; I wanted to be an actress on Broadway and win a Tony Award before I reached 25. I have now won said Tony Award (admittedly later than I wanted but that’s besides the point) and married my best friend. I know I have made my younger self proud.

2.) What is your proudest accomplishment? Don’t be afraid to  talk about what it took to achieve it and how you feel about it as well.

I’m so glad you asked. My biggest accomplishment has been my Broadway career thus far. And obstacles? Where do I even begin? We can start with all of those who have sent me hate online as I posted video after video of my flawless renditions of songs on Myspace, then some to YouTube as that platform grew. To the admittedly less than talented Glee club I performed with for many years that only had rude things to say about my ambition and my drive to follow my dreams straight to Broadway and I am proud to say I conquered each of those with grace and sometimes some rude comments of my own but I did what I had to. No one said being a star was going to be easy.

3.) If you could do anything you wanted for one whole day, what would it be and why?

What a great question. I think if I had a day to do anything I wanted? I’d sleep in a little bit, enjoy some time relaxing with Jesse (we both deserve it, believe me), do a work-out, have some good food and then maybe end the night with seeing a new show that neither of us have seen. Something fun but also something that makes you think a little. That sounds like a great day to me.

where are they now?

What has Rachel been up to? Where to start. Last time we saw her she had won her Tony Award, of course. She’s a successful Broadway actress and is living her best life with Jesse and all of her friends that are in New York with them. I’m not sure where I want to take her now, obviously still acting but we’ll see where things go for her.

#glee rp #rachel berry #atfg admin #accepted

[thewolfisawake]

@shctteredillusions​ I am back on my bullshit!

Name: Hinata Yamazaki

FC: K.aguya Shinomiya from K.aguya-sama: Love is War

Appearance:

Hinata has a petite frame that stands about 163 cm (~5′4″). She has ocher skin that is flawless. She has dark hair that falls to her chest that has some thickness to it. It is normally kept in updos with some strands in her face. Her eyes are a ginger color that always appears soft.  

Personality:

Hinata has a rather compassionate disposition despite her face not always able to reflect that. She often overthinks her emotions as she doesn’t want to disappoint anyone with reacting ‘wrong.’ As such she fumbles with decisions, often hovering nearby and hand alternating between hand reaching out and pulling back. She is working on it but still happens quite often.

She claims she is fond of people in general. She is a flirt that alternates between being playful and sadistic. Where with someone she’ll say all the syrupy words and gush over them. Whereas with another she’ll rile and tease. This crosses over with her friends and family (and solely playful for her immediate family). And she calls everyone by some kind of nickname.

Background:

Hinata is the daughter of Aspis and @shctteredillusions​‘ Ayame. She grew up what she would describe as blissful childhood with her parents. Family friends of her parents have also been in her life. She is fond of her godmother, Meg, and can’t wait until she can be allowed in her workplace. Although she is a fullblood, her advanced strength, speed, and endurance is unnatural even for the norm of her kind. It made her seem really clumsy for a while but Aspis saw it similar to his trouble with his curse and helps her start getting it together. By now she has settled with this development and her powers which seems to have been present since her birth.

Miscellaneous:

Hinata’s ability is luck. She can alter the luck of a particular instance a few times a day.

Her strength, speed, and endurance is higher than a normal pureblood. Under times of duress, she has difficulty maintaining control (i.e: not breaking items).

She does have musical inclination

#;if they had a kid #I had held off for so long #/so long/ #but I was afraid that this fc would never be seen #and it's just so perfect #so here we are