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xrstuve · 1 month

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SOMETHING ABOUT YOU | abby anderson x fem! reader !

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notes : this is a part2 for sweet treats!! dedicated specially to @luciaiellieswife for requesting another part :)) hope you enjoy this!! made this with lots of love <33

also, you don’t have to read pt1 to undertsand pt2!!

recommendation! : i’ve been listening a lot to the beatles lately, and i rlly recommend the song “something” for this specific fic!!

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after a night of chasing each other around, getting messy and even ending up burning the cake, you found yourselves cuddling in the couch, only the faint sound of the tv could be heard in the background.

you shifted your body upwards, laying your head on top of abby's chest, in attempt of getting closer to her. abby had her arms draped over your figure as she caressed your waist, her fingers moving in a circular motion underneath the hem of your top.

you could feel your tired eyes itching to shut after hauling around the exhaustion of a crazy day, yawning as you felt abby shift her gaze from the tv to you, a small smile playing on her lips.

"you sleepy, baby?" she takes a strand of hair out of your face, her eyes lingering on yours. "i can take you to bed if ya want?" she says, her full attention directed towards you as you turn your body around, arms wrapping around her neck while you hum softly.

"mhm, i'm getting pretty sleepy already" your voice barely audible, making abby let out a small chuckle, taking in how adorable you looked all droopy eyed, the television light enhancing your features.

"okay angel, c'mere" abby said as she made her way out of the sofa, lending you a hand so you could sit up. she turned the tv off and turned back at you, chuckling as she saw you with your arms raised up, waiting to be carried. she wrapped her arms around your legs, while yours tangled on her neck, placing your head on the crook of her neck while abby adjusted herself, carrying you in bridal style all the way to your shared bedroom.

she softly placed your body on the mattress as you rolled over, placing your head on the headrest, waiting for abby to finish changing. she swiftly took off her grey hoodie, the small action exposing her lower back as her toned arms were in full display. you couldn't help but gawk at how good she looked.

taking in each move, your eyes still remained fixated on her figure while she took off her pants, leaving her in a tank top and some boxers. she slowly turned around, not long until she catches you staring at her, she sends you a sly smirk.

"liking what you see princess?" you just nod your head, too sleepy to even respond with a coherent sentence. abby took note of this as she approached you, sitting herself down next to you. "up" she said, signaling for you to raise your arms up as her fingers grazed over the end of your shirt, lifting it over your head as she helped you change into your pajamas.

her hands made their way to your bra, unclasping the material while she helped you take it off. her hands moved around your body so delicately, peppering soft kisses on your shoulders and whispering sweet nothings to you while you just hummed contently.

right after finishing with you, abby made her way to the bathroom. all you could hear was the faint sound of the faucet being turned on, accompanied by some rustling. abby came back with a damp towel on her hands, as she kneeled in front of you.

"c'mere baby, lemme clean you up" she placed her hand on the bottom of your chin, tilting your head upwards as she placed the warm towel on your face, cleaning up the leftover makeup that still remained as you let your eyelids flutter shut, sinking in the warm feeling.

"mhm.. all done" she says proudly as she presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, taking a hold of your hand as she guides you to the bathroom. you lean your body against the sink, grabbing your toothbrush and gently brushing it against your teeth as you leisurely combed your hair.

after finishing your nightly routine, you and abby make your way back to your shared bed, getting comfy under the covers as you move your body closer to her, being engulfed by none other than her strong arms, getting a hold of your waist and pulling you closer to her.

abby's tender kisses danced delicately along your jawline and all the way up to your ear, eliciting a soft giggle from you due to the ticklish sensation. your hands instinctively found her neck, drawing her nearer until your foreheads met in an intimate embrace, exchanging shy smiles like secrets shared in moonlit whispers.

"i love you" you whisper, those three words you yearned so much to tell her ever so often, rolling off your tongue so sweetly. you press your lips to her cheek, while your fingers drew tiny shapes on the nape of her neck, tangling along with her blonde locks.

abby averted her gaze from your lips to your eyes, sending you a soft expression as you continued to confess your love for her.

"thank you for always taking such good care of me." you smile, and abby couldn't help but feel her lips reciprocate, tugging upwards into a wide smile. she leaned even closer (if that were even possible) and rested her nose against yours, her eyelids fluttering open to look at you.

"i love you too baby." she whispered back, not loosing a single moment of eye contact with you. " .. and i'll always make sure you remember that." you could feel her determination marked on her words, everything she said always felt so heartfelt, intimate and full of meaning.

you could not express how lucky you were to have her. something about her tender care left you breathless, making you feel butterflies flutter in your stomach that were unable to get rid no matter how hard you tried. i guess that's just how it felt to be so deeply in love. the same feeling like a teenage boy falling in love for the first time, enveloped in the euphoria of being utterly and irrevocably enamored.

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hi hi!! it’s been a while since i’ve been active on here 😭 school has me all over the place that i’ve barely had time for anything honestly. but i’ve finally finished my finals!! so i’ll be writing wayy more often now hehe 💗 more stuff coming soon, so stay tuned!! 🫶

#abby anderson #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson tlou2 #abby x reader #cybella’s thoughts⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡#tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou2 #abby anderson x female reader

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mando-abs · 3 months

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I just need y’all to know that I met Din Djarin at Disney World over a week ago.

Y’all

I was not prepared for how polite and sweet he was. Like, y’all don’t undertsand. I’m STILL thinking about that. Do NOT fall for his tough guy persona he puts up for his job. That man is without a doubt all soft under that armor.

I’ll put my experience under the cut but I do want to say many thanks to the wonderful friend of Din Djarin that greeted me that day. Cast members rock and he was no exception.

The Technical Stuff:

Okay, so beforehand, I searched online when was the best to see him and how since Din doesn’t have a set meet and greet in the parks. Din and Grogu typically come out of a literal hole in the wall on the far end of the marketplace (coming in the marketplace from the First Order side of the land) and they make their way through the market. Also, since this is a different meet and greet, how to approach them is different than usual meets. Din chooses who to interact with, and it’s never a guarantee if you will get picked. The best chance of getting picked??? Get there early. On the day I visited, I checked the My Disney Experience App to see they made appearances on the hour from official opening (so like 8:30 AM) until 3:00 PM. (And Disney is always punctual so you can guarantee that)

If you read all of that and were thinking “this is way too tedious to see one of the most popular characters” you would be correct. But I don’t make the rules, and I was very desperate to meet him.

Before Meeting The Mandalorian:

At about 10 minutes before he was scheduled to arrive, I was met by a lovely young lady who was already waiting for her man (I know I fellow Din lover when I see one). She confirmed the information I mentioned above because my family just didn’t believe me when I said I knew what I was doing. Because of this, I sat just behind her in hopes that she got picked first because she called first dibs lol.

After 10 minutes, Din came strutting out with Grogu in sling and handlers in tow. At this point, I was loosing hold of my facial expressions. I’m pretty sure I looked like

I don’t think I’d been that excited to meet a character at Disney since Aurora and Mulan when I was a little girl.

The handlers made sure there was enough space for Din and Grogu as suddenly, in the short span of time it took for Din to walk up, there was a small crowd forming and people calling over that the Mandalorian had arrived. The lady who arrived before me was called up first and she had her moment with Din and Grogu. Very happy for her. And then there was another before me. And then it was my turn :0)

The Actual Meet:

When I stood beside Din Djarin he immediately commented on my Mandalorian shirt (yes I wore a Din focus shirt in hopes I’d get picked, don’t look at me). He motioned to my shirt and said (all of this is approximate btw) “Your allegiance is appreciated.” And I want to say he shook my hand? He was shaking a lot of hands. Like I said, he was polite! Anyways I was like, “Of course!” And then I went into a short spiel about how his and Grogu’s stories have traveled across the stars and how much they meant to me (super cheesy I know, but let me have my moment). But y’all. His response??? The softest, “Thanks☺️”

I almost died. Melted on the spot. And his body language was kinda like “aw shucks ☺️☺️☺️” (as close as a mandalorian can get to that). The worms in my brain will hold onto that one for a while.

Finally we took a picture, and when all was said and done, he turned to me, nodded, and said the ever famous line, “This is the way.”

Grogu:

Grogu was not in the picture during this interaction. 😂😂😂 I’m ashamed to say that I totally forgot about him. He was very quiet!!! And he was on the other side and I wasn’t about to stare past a man’s hip. I like to think he was in his own little baby world during the whole meet.

#disney world #hollywood studios #din djarin #the mandalorian #Star Wars #the worms have been fed #but they demand more #you cant see my face #but I was smiling so much

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armed-teddy-bear · 20 days

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Thank you for the response! The FAQ is nice too, now I got a lot of writing to do! But I got a question/problem with the part "How do I get my work to be part of this collection?"

In the option 1 it's say that if I scroll into my work there will be "Invite to Collections" option next to the bookmark and kudos. But I don't have it. The only other thing that I can think of, is the "Post to Collections / Challenges" when you post/edit a work. But maybe I didn't undertsand and this is where I need to write "Turning_FanWeek_2024"?

That's because I had an error in the order of my guide, my bad. The invite option will only appear if the author of the fanfiction has agreed to have their works being invited to collections.

You can also invite your work into the collection while publishing it.

I made a quick visual guide, just in case:

To get your work into the collection

What you absolutely need to do:

Option 1: After publishing your fic

Option 2: While publishing your fic

Option 3: Wait for an invite

After publishing your fic, you'll have to wait for me to send you an invite. It'll appear like this:

To have your work as a bookmark in the collection

You don't have to do anything beyond indicate somewhere that your fic is for the Fanweek. Preferably, you would use "Turning Fanweek 2024" as a tag, but you don't have to.

My apologies for the confusion! ao3 changed the settings a lot since the last time I had to make a guide like this.

I hope you have fun! Thank you for participating! ^_^

#turning fanweek #teddy.txt

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prof-hann · 5 months

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I wanna put myself out there and share what I've been working with in the past month!

I decided to write something so extremely niche, A Johnshi/Kencage Taylor Swift lyric fic about my retelling of the canon events of MK1 set in an Omegaverse AU! (Has a smut chapter, Chapter 5, so this fic is NSFW)

I'm hoping for the Swifties out there who also undertsand my extremely niche project to suggest songs that I can use for future chapters! Here's the used songs so far:

Look What You Made Me Do

long story short

Innocent

Gorgeous

Wildest Dreams

I Can See You

Treacherous

I Think He Knows

august (WIP as I type this)

Anyway, I just wanted to share my work! I really hope that you enjoy it! I'd love to hear what you think about it!

#johnshi #johnny cage #kenshi takahashi #taylor swift lyric fic #omegaverse #ao3 #ao3 link #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 1 #kencage #PLEASE I WANNA FIND MY PEOPLE #my irl and online friends don't fully understand the vision #me and my beta reader against the world #willing to do a mating call atp

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aaaaaaaaagenloser · 2 months

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@genlosscharliie I hope you have fun in your new hyperfixations!! I saw the post you made and Cannot find it again </3 do tell me about the new hyperfixation tho!! I might not Undertsand but I wanna Hear it

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thrnwhip · 1 year

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sorry everyone won't be studying for my exams as dungeons and daddies has become my every thought and entire being and i physically cannot think of anything else or i may shrivel up and die. hope you undertsand! xoxo

#forward slash half joke #I have revised... a bit #exams in 3 weeks #more like nervous breakdown in 3 weeks #LOL!!!#dndads #dungeons and daddies

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caramellopeach-blog · 2 years

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My Love

MORPHEUS X READER

What if you were Sandman's lover and the two of you were separated during the 100 years of his imprisonemnt?

What if just for once you were able to visit him in your dreams?

(Reader with no gender specified :) )

You haven't have seen your lover Morpheus for 57 years by now and you were losing hope in his return.

The realm was slowly decading and the only thing that was keeping you from the complete distruction was the love for Dream. You knew deep in your soul that he would have returned, but that hope was fading away little by little every day. You hated yourself because you knew that Dream would have never abandoned you, Lucienne and his entire realm to go living with the humans, those filthy creatures from the waking world.

Those thoughts kept you awake every night and sometimes, between the tears, you couldn't even sleep all night and it was becoming more and more usual.

That night was no different from the others.

Or, at least, you believed so.

It was around 3 am and you hadn't been able to sleep from hours at this point, thinking about the good old days when Dream used to live with you in his high castle in the Dreaming. How warm were his arms while they were cuddling you during the night and the soft : " I love you y/n, always remember that" before going to sleep. But that night, between the tears and a warm heart for love, you could fall asleep and had a dream.

But it was not just a simple dream, as you realised.

You found yourself in a large room, full with columns and made out of stone, which was similar to a crypt. The ceiling was very low and it smelled like a room with closed windows after few people have slept in there... it smelled like humans, close space, smoke and strong feelings

of revenge

of anger

of loneliness

but also of hope and

love

You would have recognised that smell everywhere.

You turned your head to track the smell and noticed a giant glass ball in the middle of the room, which was sorrounded by a small river and a penthagon as you recognised. A ritual? You didn’t undertsand why you were dreaming that, what were the reasons, so you overstepped the little river and headed to the ball. It was giant and made out of strong glass, unbreakable and it was clearly made out of something with a powerful magical power, which just Lucifer or God themselves would have been able to escape from.

You were so concentrated and fascinated about the glass, that you didn’t realised that something was in there and was awekening, disturbed by your presence.

“My love? Is that you?”

Your heart stopped beating for a second, as you slowly raised your head to meet two deep eyes, which could easily move your soul and heart.

Morpheus, those eyes were of Dream.

You started crying uncontrollably as you saw his face, the pain, the distance, the loneliness and the love which hadn’t had a way to manifest for all those years.

“Love,o my god, I have so missed you.. ehi ehi... don’t start crying.. is okay now..I can see you...o my god...” Dream was trying to comfort you while you where crying whitout a way to stop. You were so confused and scared.

Why was Dream there? How? Was there a way to escape from this prison? For how much long? His eyes were full of sadness but at the same time of joy and love for seeing you. He was naked and you noticed his thin but strong body, his soft silky skin and dark black hair, whose touch you missed so much during your lonely night.

“How can I help you, my Lord? You have to escape. Now. I will save you and we will return to the Dreaming... please love.. please” you said as you were analysing the glass in order to find a way our for Dream. You were shaking and crying and praying to save him and you didn’t noticed how Morpheus was trying to catch your attention, calling you and waving his hands.

Just when he yelled at you to stop, you looked at him, confused and with a guilty feeling, catching his dark eyes, as he said to you:

“Love, stop please. You are just hurting yourself and me, please stop.”

“But you have to escape my Lord, you cannot stay here, not a second anymore, you have to come with me to the Dreaming, you have to return, the realm needs you. Please love, please”

“I cannot escape at the moment, I’m sorry, I would without esitation if I could, i have missed you so much”

“I will find a way, I am here, I can get you out, We just need to find a lever or something like that, a bottom, maybe it is in the upper house, if there is one.. maybe there is a control room or something, I...I... just... must...”

“LOVE STOP!” Dream stopped you from ranting, yelling at you for a second time. “Sweetheart, stop, you will just heart yourself. You are not really here, this is not a dream, it is more like a manifestation, you cannot save nor help me. Stop hurting yourself, please. My soul is suffering seeing you like that. Please, stop.”

A manifestation? WHAT? You couldn’t belive him. It was not possible, you were not capable of such things. If it was a manifestation, you were just some kind of imagine there, without any power, without any ability, so you tried to touch the water of the near small river, but it remained untouched, without a single change. Your heart cracked. You could not belived that. You turn to Dream and he gave you a small and sad smile

“Is okay Love, the important thing is that you are here with me. Just your sight is enough to heal my soul from this long time of loneliness and distance from your heart. Please, come here, I don’t thing we have much time left. Manifestations are a tricky deceit of the Universe”.

You slowly moved your body next to the glass to place your hand on his, despite being separated from the glass.

“How is that possible? I am not capable of such thing, my Lord. If this is not a dream, I don’t know how I did that...”

“Sometimes the Universe gives us, Endless included, little gifts to help us during our lives to not lose hope in it.”

“I have missed you so much my Lord. I feel lonely and empty now that you are gone. The realm is decading and Lucienne is doing all the work in order to keep everyone in peace, although dreams are escaping every day and it is becoming more and more sad living there.”

“I am sorry my Love for the pain that I have caused to all of you. Right now I cannot escape, but the time will come in which I will be free and I will take revenge for all they have done to me and to you.”

“Yes, my Lord, I believe you, but when? When will it...”

You stopped suddenly. Something was wrong. You couldn’t feel the glass anymore and the room around you was fading.

“NO, NO IT IS TOO SOON , PLEASE” you shout.

“LOVE LOVE, LOOK AT ME, LISTEN TO ME” Dream yelled. You turn your eyes to him, while a strong wind started to blow, moving the elements in the room; the columns started to fade away, carried by the wind, as a black hole started to create at your back.

“ I LOVE YOU. REMEMBER THAT. I WILL NEVER ABANDONE YOU OR ANYONE ELSE, BUT ESPECIALLY YOU. YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, I CANNOT EXIST WITHOUT YOU AND I WILL RETURN. PLEASE “ Dream was shouting and you could see the tears forming in his eyes as you were slowly fading away.

You tried to resist but the Universe gives just a little time to rebuilt hope and love and your time has run out.

Before dissapering, the last thing you saw were his eyes and his lips saying :

I love you Darling, remember that.

You woke up in your bed, sweating, crying and shouting, as Lucienne arrived and hugged you, asking what happened and if everything was okay, althought it clearly wasn’t. You cried for hours and Lucienne stayed with you for the enitire night, comforting you, relived by the thought that her Master was still alive and save, if you could say that.

Lucienne started the next morning, without any sleep, to track the place in which Dream was imprisoned, sending crows and creatures to find him, the ones that were still in the Dreaming. You hope had fully returned and during the lonely night the memory of his eyes and his words was the one thing that made you fell asleep, hoping for another manifestation and encounter with your Lord.

But it never happened again. The Universe is kind, but not for long time.

Althought, after 100 years, one morning, during your daily researches in the library to find a way to help Dream, after yet another troubled night, you heard the most soft and loving voice, which you haden’t heard in such a long time...

“Searching for me, my Love?”

#the sandman #morpheus #dream #thedreaming #fanfic #tvserie #love #morpheus x reader #dream x reader #endless x reader #dream fanfic #morpehus fanfiction #sandman imagine #imagine #sandman fanfiction

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dancinglikepirateking · 4 months

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It Won't Always Be Like This

Prompt: Not all promises are meant to be kept, not all forevers are meant, and he learned it the hard way. They shared a dream once, but not all dreams are meant to be fulfilled, no matter how hard you try.

General tags: multi chapter fic, hurt (maybe with or without comfort idk<3), nightmares, depression, idol au, ateez pre debut<3, yungi

CHAPTER 3

Chapter tags: nothing, let me know if i missed any though

Word count: 3.7k

“Are you really upset over this? After everything?” is what Yunho asks annoyed while pulling at his hair from the roots, looking into Mingi’s eyes in disbelief.

Mingi freezes. Yunho raised his voice at him for the first time in forever, and he looked mad. Mingi’s whole body goes limp, losing feeling in his entire body, tears welling up in his eyes, the only feeling he had was that his heart hurt so much, as if someone got their hand on it and were squeezing it dry of everything and anything. Mingi wanted to leave the room, he felt in danger and he felt unwanted and unneeded, but at the same time he felt stuck, like his feet were glued to the ground and couldn't leave no matter how bad he wanted to.

Yunho sighs helplessly as he sees Mingi’s scared expression. Yunho’s hands fall from his hair and hit his thighs loudly. “What do you want me to do, Mingi? What do you need? Talk to me.” Yunho slowly approaches Mingi after he takes a few breaths in, trying to calm himself down. Yunho brings his hands to the back of Mingi’s head and brings their foreheads together, looking into Mingi’s eyes, desperately trying to read them, and undertsand whatever was going on in his friend's head, what were his thoughts actually. “Please, be honest.”

Mingi can see in Yunho’s eyes how he’s starting to give up on him. How he’s starting to become tired of all of it.

The long dreaded day was finally here. Well, almost here. It was gonna be tomorrow. The in-person audition, and as far as they knew, the final stage before officially becoming KQ trainees. The two of them got called to settle a date for the audition a few hours apart and managed to get the same audition day so they could go together. They would’ve went together regardless for moral support, but this saved them a trip.

Three weeks have passed since Yunho and Mingi had the sleepover. Three weeks since Mingi last showed so much vulnerability in front of his friend, something that he still feels guilty about, as he is under the impression that he just burdened his friend with his thoughts, but Yunho has been so understanding and tried being exactly what Mingi needed in every moment of the day.

Mingi’s nightmares started dying down again, sometimes even managing to get a full night of uninterrupted sleep. Things were finally starting to look up and Mingi dared to feel hopeful.

“I’m outside.” is the text message Mingi receives from Yunho. Mingi grabs his backpack and rushes outside, bumping his arm on Yunho’s and starting their way towards the dance studio they rented for the day. Since they got the call back from the agency they’ve been practicing nearly every day together, mainly renting whatever dance studio they found available for a few hours and perfecting their dances and working on everything they prepared for the audition.

“Excited? Nervous?” asks Yunho while he had his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket. It was the middle of October and the cold was approaching rapidly.

“It still hasn’t settled in. Ask me tomorrow morning.” is Mingi’s reply to which Yunho chuckles. In theory, Mingi knows that tomorrow he will have the audition, but it doesn’t feel like it. In his brain, it hasn’t quite registered. He knows he’s practising, and he knows for what, but it feels unreal. “How are you feeling?” asks Mingi in return.

“Excited. Scared. Doubtful. Glad it will finally be over. Can’t wait for it to begin.” states Yunho all emotions he was feeling in the moment, to which Mingi chuckles in return. “I just hope that what I’ve prepared all this time will be enough.” continues Yunho, looking at the ground, Mingi being able to hear a tinge of insecurity in his friend’s voice.

“What you prepared is enough and well executed. It’s not always about how much you prepare. They just asked for a song and a dance performance, which is exactly what you prepared and what you’ve been perfecting all these weeks. Don’t get too much in your head now. Just try to see it as any other practice.” tries Mingi to ease Yunho’s mind.

In Mingi’s eyes, Yunho had nothing to worry about, he understands why he worries, but he knows to his very core that things will work out great for him, because that’s what he deserves.

“You’re right. I will make the most of it.” replies Yunho and then nods, evidently being deep in thought, which Mingi respects and doesn’t say anything else.

They enter the building, and after talking to the person in charge, they are handed the keys to their studio, and so the last day of practice before the audition begins. Both of them with their headphones on and practising their choreographies, Yunho sometimes taking singing breaks, which required Mingi’s supervision and opinion.

And it's been hours. They've been practising tirelessly for the past six hours with short water and snack breaks in between, but they were quickly reaching the end of their time to use the studio. Mingi was gathering his and Yunho’s things while Yunho continued practising, stuck in his own world, his hair glued to his forehead and his white baggy shirt sticking to his torso due to the sweat.

Mingi still with his earphones in, mouthing the words to the rap song he chose, so he didn’t notice at first when Yunho fell, however when he saw that he wasn’t getting up and was bent over his ankle, he realized something was wrong, so he quickly took off his headphones and hurried to his friend, kneeling next to him.

“What happened?” asks Mingi, however he doesn’t get an answer for a minute. Yunho just rests his head on his knee and takes deep breaths in, trying to steady himself.

“Help me stand up, please.” replies Yunho and Mingi quickly stands up and gives him a hand. Yunho quickly takes it, and he’s dragged upwards. Yunho tries to fully step on his injured leg but winces in pain, so he slightly bends it to not put too much weight on it, laughing annoyed.

“I twisted my ankle.” simply says Yunho with annoyance laced in his voice. “I messed up the choreo, I overdid it. I knew I was tired, I knew I should’ve stopped, but decided to practice it once more anyway and twisted my ankle. I fucked up.” continues Yunho while looking down at his injured ankle, spitting out the words annoyed.

It is just a twisted ankle. It does have an easy healing process, and it could’ve been so much worse, but the timing is completely inconvenient. If this were Mingi, he would’ve interpreted it as another sign that he is not fit to become a trainee, however this is Yunho, and he deserved the recognition and praise that came with becoming a trainee and eventually debuting. Hell, he deserved the stars on the sky, and Mingi would have given them to him if he could.

“Let’s get you home and take care of it as best as possible. It won’t be fixed by tomorrow, but maybe they will understand and let you have the audition another time, or at least have the vocal audition tomorrow and dance another time once it heals.” says Mingi after analyzing his friend’s situation, but knowing Yunho will most likely show up to tomorrow’s audition and perform with his ankle as it is.

Yunho looks at himself in the mirror wall and bites his bottom lip, chewing on it while analyzing the options provided by his friend. He finally nods and puts one of his arms around Mingi’s shoulders to make it easier for him to walk. Mingi takes their backpacksand makes their way outside the studio and towards Yunho’s house. Yunho insisted it wasn’t necessary for Mingi to walk him home, but Mingi insisted, and Yunho just ended up accepting his help, given he had no other choice and knowing how stubborn can Mingi be.

Their way to Yunho’s house was quiet. It was obvious to Mingi that his friend spent the entire time weighing his options, so he didn’t want to disturb him.

“Are you going tomorrow still?” asks Mingi as they stop in front of Yunho’s house.

“I have to, Mingi.” Yunho sighs and leans on Mingi a bit more, leaving as little weight as possible on his injured ankle. “A twisted ankle is not an excuse. And if I were to make it an excuse, they would end up thinking I'm not trying hard enough. A twisted ankle doesn’t stop idols, and if I let it stop me, it would mean that I wouldn’t be a good enough idol. I will be fine. I will just go through with the audition tomorrow and let them know that I twisted my ankle and take proper care of it from tomorrow on.” continues Yunho.

Mingi knew his friend wasn’t gonna change his mind, so he just nods and holds on to Yunho’s hand a little tighter.

“Then… See you tomorrow morning? I will come pick you up this time.” asks Mingi with a crooked smile, trying to get a smile out of Yunho as well, which to some extent works, as Yunho manages to force a tired smile on his lips. “Sure. Thank you for walking me home, Mingi. Be careful on your way back. See you tomorrow.” replies Yunho and enters his house, leaving Mingi alone.

“Please show yourself the patience and understanding you show me on a daily.” whispers Mingi to himself after he takes one final look at Yunho’s house and then starts making his way to his house.

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Mingi woke up this morning an hour earlier than he usually would’ve if Yunho were to pick him up since Yunho’s house is a bit out of the way and far from the KQ building. He quickly showered and got dressed, and after he packed up his backpack and made sure he got everything, he sent a text to Yunho, letting him know that he just left his house and was on his way.

Mingi didn’t feel prepared at all. The rap song he settled on was picked a few days earlier since he decided against showing up with something he wrote, but he felt confident enough in his dance. However he’s not nearly as prepared as Yunho is.

"I’m outside.” sends Mingi the text and leans his back against the stone wall in front of Yunho’s house. Yunho's front door opens wide and then he is seen sitting in the door frame, slightly leaning on the frame with his shoulder, waiting for Mingi to see him. Mingi quickly approaches him to offer Yunho support to lean on him, which Yunho is quick to accept.

“How are you feeling?” asks Mingi once Yunho locks the door and then they start walking towards the subway station, which in on itself is a pretty long walk.

“My ankle is a bit swollen, and I can not move it at all without it hurting, but I will have to make it work.” is Yunho’s reply as he adjusts his arm around Mingi’s shoulders. “You? Has the fact that today’s the audition settled in yet?” asks Yunho in return as he gives Mingi a quick glance and a small smile, recalling the question he initially asked the day before.

Mingi lets his eyes wander around for a bit, as if looking for the exact things he was feeling, hoping that he could say he was excited or nervous, which to some extent he was, but more than anything he wanted to get it over with. “Yeah it has, but I’m not too worried. I’m worried about you and your ankle more.”

“No need, it will heal quick after today. I just wanna secure my spot as a trainee together with you.”

Mingi nods and doesn’t say anything back. As good as Yunho may be at hiding his true feelings in certain situations, it was clear to Mingi that he was extremely worried about today, more worried than he’d like to admit, but Mingi decided against addressing it. For Yunho’s sake.

---

Mingi was waiting outside the KQ building for Yunho to get out. Mingi was called in for his audition before Yunho, and once it was over he wanted to leave the building, needing some air to clear his head and cool himself down a bit.

The audition went better than expected, even though they didn’t say anything regarding if he got accepted or not, the people that he performed in front of didn’t look particularly displeased with neither his rapping or dancing.

The entire time he performed, his head was filled with worries and concerns for Yunho. He was trying to read to the best of his capabilities the people in front of him, trying to deduce if they would be understanding of Yunho’s situation or still expecting of him to perform perfectly. To Mingi, they seemed like decent people who could see Yunho’s potential that was locked behind a twisted ankle.

Before the performance, he was asked a few questions, such as ‘why did you choose our company? what would you say are your strongest and weakest points? what do you want to improve regarding your performance? when did you start dancing?’ and many more similar questions, to which he tried to be as honest as possible while also making the answers sound like some of a trainee’s they’d like having.

“Dance has been a hobby of mine since I was younger, and when I was told about the possibility of making my hobby a job, I decided that becoming an idol will be my dream. Being able to combine work with fun sounds like the best possible scenario.” is what Mingi actually said, even though he wished he could’ve said the truth. That he promised his best friend they would debut together, and the thought of letting him down killed him to his very core.

Mingi was anxiously biting his nails while waiting for his friend, trying to busy his mind but finding it impossible to do so, knowing the two ways Yunho’s audition could go.

As if being heard by a higher being, Yunho limps outside the KQ building. Upon seeing him, Mingi rushes towards his friend and looks at him, filled with anxiety, unable to read his friend’s expression.

Yunho cracks into a huge smile that relieves Mingi. “What are you looking so scared for, Mingi?” Yunho teases, seeing as all worry drains from Mingi’s face. “They said they will take into consideration the fact that I am injured, and worst case scenario, I will have to redo the in-person audition once I’m fully healed.” continues to explain Yunho and Mingi drags him into a hug that Yunho is quick to accept.

“You know, if I’m being honest, I was very anxious. I was expecting the worst after I told them that my ankle is injured, but they were actually understanding and asked if I’d like to reschedule. I didn’t go all out with performing, of course, but I still think i proved myself despite my ankle.” says Yunho, with his voice being muffled due to his chin resting on Mingi’s shoulder.

“Of course you did! An injured ankle can’t hide all the work you put up to this point. I’m proud of you for still going through with the audition, and I hope it eased your mind a bit. But now let’s get you home and take proper care of it and let it rest and heal.” says Mingi as he ends the hug he was in, taking a step back and then positioning himself on Yunho’s left side, putting his friend’s arm around his shoulders.

“No way! We have to celebrate with lunch!”

“Celebrate what exactly? We just held the audition.” asks Mingi, confused, furrowing his brows. In Mingi’s mind, they had no reason to celebrate. They weren’t given a final verdict.

“Exactly! We are one step closer to becoming trainees, Mingi! Come on, let’s get lunch! My treat.” replies Yunho with a huge smile and starts limping forward, basically dragging Mingi after him, while Mingi was staring at him dumbfounded. Celebrating every little thing was such a weird concept to Mingi still. They just completed another mandatory step in the process that is becoming a trainee. They still had no certain result, yet Yunho saw this worthy of celebration.

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Mingi was standing up straight in the middle of the practice room he went to on the day before the in-person audition staring blankly at the wall in front of him, as if waiting for something or someone. Maybe waiting for Yunho so they can start practicing.

“We are sorry, I don’t think you are fit for the vision we have for the group.” are the words that are echoed around the empty practice room. A phrase that Mingi has gotten used to hearing in his dreams, but something felt different this time. He was looking around, trying to find the source of the voice, but it was pointless. He was alone.

“…What?” says a different voice, one that he knows all too well. It was Yunho’s voice. Mingi looks around the room, much more concerned and worried. He wants to convince the manager to rethink their decision.

“The group will continue their activity without you. We don’t think you are ready to debut just yet while the others are fully prepared. You will debut at another time under another group. I hope you understand that this wasn’t an easy decision to make.” fades out the voice with every word it says and Mingi runs outside the practice room, but it doesn’t lead him anywhere, only to a pitch black place that had a Yunho standing still, as if deflated, hunched over a bit. Definitely not his usual cheery self. Mingi turns around, but the door he previously came out from has vanished. Only pitch darkness was surrounding him.

Yunho notices his friend’s presence and raises his head, looking Mingi in the eye. Mingi slowly approaches him, but with each step he made, he didn’t make any actual progress, and Yunho seemed to remain at the same distance. So Mingi stopped walking.

“Yunho! Why can’t I reach you? Yunho! Can you hear me?” yells Mingi as he felt how tears were stinging his eyes. He was desperate, but he knew he couldn’t reach him no matter how fast he ran, so maybe at least his words could reach him, as it was obvious that Yunho could see him, but he didn’t seem startled by the fact that Mingi couldn’t get to him. He actually looked relieved.

“You did it Mingi.” is all that Yunho said as a sad smile formed on his lips. “Congratulations on your debut.” Yunho continues and then takes a step backwards, putting more distance between him and Mingi.

“I never wanted to debut in the first place. It should be you, Yunho. You deserve it more than anyone.” tries Mingi to justify himself, realizing that he just admitted for the first time aloud that he didn’t want to debut.

“Does it matter? You debuted anyway. You should go celebrate.” continues Yunho, no ill intention behind his words. “With your group, of course. I don’t want to drag you down.” and Yunho turned his back and started walking away. Yunho, for the first time, turned his back on Mingi.

Mingi started running towards Yunho, yelling his name and begging him to stop, to listen to him, promising that he really didn’t want to debut, and especially he didn’t want to debut without his best friend, but it was all in vain. Yunho was gone from Mingi’s field of vision, but he continued in the direction that he thought was right, yelling his name until he felt how his throat was becoming raw.

Mingi’s final sight of Yunho being how he willingly turned his back on him and walked away.

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Mingi wakes up once again, startled from another nightmare. He felt like crying upon recalling too clearly the nightmare he woke up from. The loneliness he felt upon seeing Yunho turn his back on him was something that he feared all these years, and seeing it finally happen brought an intense sense of uneasiness upon him.

Mingi felt cold, but a cold that came from within and not one that any amount of blankets or radiators could fix. He sits up and hugs his knees to his chest, staring blankly into nothing as he is dissecting the dream he just had. For a brief moment, that dream was his reality, and he continued to recall it as if it was true, as if Yunho really did leave him and turned his back on him that easily.

“Hello Mrs. Song! Is Mingi home? I tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up.” Mingi hears Yunho’s voice faintly coming from downstairs. In normal circumstances, he would check his phone to see all the missed phone calls and unread messages from his friend, but he feels like he’s stuck while still trying to make sense of the dream. Why is he getting them now? Why are they all portraying some sort of loneliness or being abandoned by Yunho? What if these are warning signs or what if they are premonitions? He knew he sounded insane but he couldn’t fully exclude it given how frequent this specific themes was. Mingi’s head was flooded with a bunch of ‘what if’s.

Mingi was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice when Yunho entered his room, nor did he hear him when he was trying to talk to him. Only when Yunho sat down beside him did Mingi notice his presence.

Yunho didn’t say anything. He just looked worried at his friend, knowing that another nightmares had occurred moments before he showed up. Yunho just circles Mingi’s shoulders and pulls him in a hug that Mingi accepts without repositioning himself. Yunho didn’t ask what the nightmare was about, and Mingi didn’t want to tell him either.

a/n: I SWEAR i had yunho getting injured way before it was actually revealed by him AND I FELT SO BAD.. but yes. at last the 3rd chapter. currently preparing my tears for youth mv!

#ateez #ateez fanfic #jeong yunho #ateez yunho #idol au #multichapter #song mingi #yungi #ateez mingi #mingi and yunho

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envieluvvicixe · 8 months

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energy leeching(probably not in the way you think), social anhedonia with lack of interest, neurodivergent way of living with social people who are also neurodivergent and your friends. it's a long post btw.

i'm possibly being seen as a bad friend, but i know most of my friends that i've known and have put in the effort of being my friend know i ultimately care about them but they also know i lack certain things and i'm still very much learning. most if not all my friends are also neurodivergent and we share some experiences, however social anhedonia sometimes feels like an experience i've been going through completely alone and how it affects me and possibly the people around me. it affects me most of the time during free time and sometimes in school, of course in school in the way of working in pairs or group projects and i often opt out on doing things by myself if there is not someone i have already clicked and tolerate enough to ask to work in pair with me and after the first time i kind of assume that hey they're alright with working in a pair so i don't have to ask again and to this time it's been so.

mm.. messages are a struggle but that's a shared experience with lots of neurodivergent people, even with some neurotypicals. but to me it's a struggle with continuing after mustering it up to message the person bc i know they're waiting for an answer but some times ive done it on purpose so i can just hear the validation of "yeah it's alright i undertsand", "dw about it" and more to that kind. although this feels like i'm using the person to feel validated on a struggle sometimes, but it feels justified because most of the time i do literally forget i've messaged someone and already gotten an anser back or i've fallen asleep and woken up never remembing to check my phone again before it's been well over eight hours. it just sometimes starts to feel like a chore or something alike, especially when i'm doing it during my free time like it's not mandatory and i would so much just rather keep away. i'm not personally interested in hanging out with my friends out of school, it's just not something i properly enjoy.

not to talk about it feeling like it doens't matter at all, they know i'm their friend still, they know i care. at least i hope they do, because i truly do, i just find it meaningless to say so because my way of caring is not in the words. i do things to show i care instead. sometimes it strikes me so odd when i'm forced into a discussion or just plain old convo when my friend spots me on a hallway or the road when both of us are going home bc school ended or going to school bc it's about to start. my friend, the social introvert that i've been talking about who basically adopted me and taught me about boundaries has a way of showing her care by words.

Especially on words of affermition. and it sometimes strikes me a bit odd, because i've never really enjoyed getting praised on something that i see as meaningless everyday thing. Exception is, when it's from the people that i actually search that praise from exclusively giving me praise on something i'm actually very passionate about such as drawing, but turn an event negative and any praise that comes afterwards will feel disgusting and pointless to give(happened during ninth grade class when i had a hard time sewing something and started crying because i failed so many times that i literally felt worthless in a deep level of failing on it and my teacher tried to praise me on little things afterwards during that class and i literally felt like asking her to stop because now it made me so deeply uncomfortable.).

on another experience of mine with this social butterfly friend is that she tends to yank me into convos weither i want to be in them or not. and the thing is i often think i show emotions on my face, when in truth i just stare at people in complete deadpan or with very very little almost unnoticable amount of emotion that they don't register to be there. so most of the time whether i am with her or someone else i will stand there with a deadpan expression and merely nod or hum bc i most of the time don't actually feel like speaking is important as long as my opinion isn't asked or there is no question in the sentence. Although being honest with you i do sometimes (feel like i) miss the question que and i have to ask them straight up if there is a question somewhere or if it was a legit question they were asking me and not a story they were reciting that had a rhetorical question.

i tend to avoid some of friends sometimes, and even the social butterfly that is my friend. since the social butterfly will literally pull me out to talk to me during end or start even just during school because she feels like it i kind of have no choice but to engage with them(although this person is very literal with boundaries and so, often asking if it's alright to come with you or if you want to be alone if you say you want to or will go out to get some air, she literally wouldn't even get mad at you for saying that you weren't currently interested in a convo bc of being tired lol). but i benefit of convo personally alot bc of her being very high energy so i don't mind because i often tend to leech off of that interaction because it makes a positive mark on my own energy. (as in i leech from her energy so ill be more energetic without making it a problem, it's subtle i don't think she realize it since they never avoid me lmao)

but this is not the whole case with my other friend that i see around school, he's i'd say more of a medium energy and i don't benefit much from speaking with him energy vice so i don't feel like speaking or interacting with him other than just either nodding a hi to him and walking past him after that because i'm not interested in talking to him. an exception is made if he starts the convo himself or the social butterfly is there with us, that's one of the only times i see mysef speaking with him in a full convo. (i speak more with him when it comes to words because we share some interests in marvel, spiderverse and ninjago to mention few that get us going in full on theorize this, headcanon that etc. unlike with the social butterfly if we aren't gushing about one of my classmate that ive got a possiböe aesthetic crush on, or gossiping about few of them bc some of them are old classmates of her and she wants to know if we're getting along etc or some shared interests in rpg and such.) i also tend to avoid people in school just because i'm never interested in talking to them at all, and even if i am i struggle to keep up with it before it goes away completely. i will literally just sit on my seat and stare at the wall ahead of me with the same never changing deadpan that warrants some glances from my teacher. apparently to my art teacher i seems solemn in expression while i have a resting bitch face when i'm completely neutral/deadpan looking lol.

is this shitty thing to do? yeah. do i care? no, not really.

oh also if you got to the end, i- congrats. literally this is a long ass post lol, you must have been bored af to read this.

#long post #neurodivergent #actually neurodivergent #social anhedonia #anhedonia #past trauma #self reflection #self awareness #text heavy #. brain directory #possibly szpd #szpd #there is a high possibility of me being szpd because of my collective childhood trauma so i'll tag it

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Hello, good day/night! Can I ask for help on this spread interpretation? I made this spread a long time ago when I first started Tarot, and then I put it on hold because I was too busy to fully decipher it. For now, I have been able to undertsand it a little bit better than before but it is not enough so I would like to ask for some help. This spread is about my future spouse. (I sent you the picture because I wasn't able to included it in the ask). Thank you for your time! You don't have to answer it if you don't want to as my ask is quite long. (I only used upright interpretations of cards back then).

The question and the card that came out as answers were:

1. Who are they at their core? 2 of cups. I believe this meant that 'that person' is artistic, dreamy, imaginative but naive, someone who is a child at heart and a romantic at core. However they can be too guillable and self-absored. Some of it are just my after thoughts of it.

2. How they tend to act? The tower. They are innovative, rebellious, cut-throat personality and not very stable, messy, adventurous but impulsive and maybe have a bit of a temper problem.

3. Their personal background? (Their family, environment, neighborhood, mostly their family) The Magician. Influential or very innovative, crafty. May have worked in tech field? Generous and charitable? A parental figure is a bit overbearing?

4. How they loves/feels about me? Page of pentacles. They may feels hopeful and dedicated to me, however there are still lots of work to be done to develope this feelings further.

5. How will they treats me? 5 of swords. They will try to take the lead/be the right one and try to mould the relationship in the ways they wants it to be. Pretty calculated in the way they treats me, conflicting with how they feels about me (understandable due to the 2 of cups and the tower previously).

6. How will people view/think of our relationship? 3 of cups. Close friends who love each other romantically. Marriage built from camaraderie. Emotionally stable and fulfilling to each other.

7. How will they see me? Death. A new beginning? Their final destination with a sense of dread? Their end to a stage of their life?

8. The most major problem in our relationship? 3 of wands. Honesty, miscommunication, being open to each other is very important. Living 2 faces, trying to build a certain image around each other? Masking/Hiding parts of themselves in fear of being abandoned?

9. How will the relationship end?/What I will gain from this relationship? 8 of pentacles. End well?/ Material gain. Better temperament. More experienced and calm.

Sorry for it being too long. Hope you don't find this too time consuming. Thank you for reading!

Hi there! Sorry for the late reply. Thanks for including your interpretation, that makes it easier for me. I'm going to address the ones that stood out.

1. Two of Cups

Your interpretation here sounds like you are describing Page of Cups. 2 of Cups is the card after Ace of Cups; once you have your own cup full (Ace of Cups), you decide to share that cup with another person i.e bonding with another person (2 of Cups). It's not about individual anymore, it's about forming connection with another person, two people sharing their own cups with each other. So going by this, your interpretation here does not match the typical meaning of 2 of Cups, it also does not match the image of the card you sent to me (eg. the fish are looking at each other, the two rainbows mixed into one which flows into both cups not only one cup, there are also Venus and Cancer glyphs on the card).

7. Death

I just want to share; when we ask question like this, the answer tarot cards give to us can be about personality traits, it can also be about roles. So how we interpret it depends on our intention for this question, the question itself and our intuition. "How will they see me in their life (role)" VS "how will they see me as a person (personality)" are not quite the same. I can't tell you whether you are correct or not, but I can tell you that the interpretation you made here focused on the role you would have in their life.

8. Three of Wands

Living 2 faces, trying to build a certain image around each other; your interpretation sounds like 7 of Swords. "Masking/hiding parts of themselves in fear of being abandoned" this part sounds like 7 of Swords with 5 of Pentacles. I looked at the card you sent me, but I'm not sure which part of the imagery led to the conclusion you made here.

3 of Wands is a fiery card. If you look at the card you sent me there are glyphs of Aries and the Sun on the card; that's very straightforward and self-oriented energy, The Sun and Aries. I personally would say that you guys' major problem in the relationship would stem from you guys' tendency to focus on your own desires/visions and march to the beat of your own drums; which could make you two clash with each other at times or be too caught up in your own things (i.e one person wants to go this way, another person wants to go that way). Look at the wands in the card you sent me, they were pointing out in different directions.

Suggestions:

1) The story behind the card sequence. You can read this online, or you can try figuring it out logically on your own. Why The Magician comes after The Fool, why 4 of Cups comes after 3 of Cups. Card interpretations can be influenced by their position in the deck; 7 of Pentacles can tell you something about 8 of Pentacles, and vice versa.

2) For the above reason, try Rider Waite Smith deck. I know some people would disagree with me, but I think starting with the basic RWS deck will help you understand the story behind each card better because most often than not the card meanings (especially in tarot reference books) are connected to the imagery. Once the foundation is there, you will be less likely to move away from the core meanings when you use a different tarot deck.

3) Read the cards' astrological associations and get familiar with the planetary & zodiac archetypes. See if you can spot the expression of those archetypes in the card meanings (i.e combine tarot & astrology together). You don't have to be super good at astrology, just get used to the signs' expressions and the planets' energies.

4) I talked about personal symbolism and collective symbolism here. Tarot interpretation is usually a mix of both.

5) If you haven't, make a book where you write down your basic interpretation of each card. For cards that carry almost similar message, ask yourself how they are different. For example, what's the difference between 8 of Swords and 9 of Swords? What makes 8 of Swords, 8 of Swords? What makes 9 of Swords, 9 of Swords? This will help you differentiate the cards.

Good luck! ♪(´▽｀)

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