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aurumacadicus · 9 days
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"Tony," Steve sighed, trudging after Tony as he stormed into their bedroom.
"I don't want to talk to you, traitor," Tony snapped, stomping over to the bed. He knelt down to grab out one of his suitcases, then stood again, throwing it onto the bed with jerky movements.
Steve crossed his arms over his chest with another sigh. When Tony ignored him, he leaned his shoulder against the doorway and watched as Tony stalked over to the dresser like a cat with wounded pride. "Would you feel better if I apologized?"
"No," Tony answered immediately. He opened a drawer seemingly at random and began pulling out handfuls of clothing. "It was my fault for thinking that you might care."
"Okay," Steve muttered to himself, standing up straight again. He moved into the room carefully as Tony walked over to stuff his handfuls into the suitcase, because Tony could simply turn and fling it all at him. Luckily, Tony seemed too consumed by his offense to notice. He pulled out the wads of clothes as Tony swiveled to go grab something else, turning to walk over to the dresser and put it back in the drawer.
"I just can't believe!" Tony exclaimed, grabbing shirts from hangers at random. He turned to stomp back over to the suitcase and fling them in. "Loki cursed me and you don't even care!"
"Of course I care," Steve sighed, walking back to the suitcase to take the shirts back out. He raised an eyebrow when he found most of them were his, then shrugged, turning to walk over to the closet. He considered hanging everything up again, then shrugged, shoving it on a shelf at random. "We all care, Tony."
"Not enough!" Tony barked, moving back toward the dresser. He opened a different drawer and grabbed just as blindly as he had before. "No one cares that I'm benched, that I have morning sickness, that I--"
"We all care, Tony," Steve repeated sternly.
"The male body was not meant for carrying a baby!" Tony exclaimed, flinging his handfuls into the suitcase. He let out a snarl when Steve came and grabbed the clothes back out. "I am not overreacting!"
Steve did not allow a sigh that time. "I didn't say you were," he answered carefully.
"I'm allowed to be upset!" Tony snapped. "Everything hurts and I'm scared and doctors keep poking me!"
Steve turned to face him, leaning back against the dresser and crossing his arms over his chest again. "I never said you weren't allowed to be upset, either. I know this sucks for you, Tony. I'm the one who rubs your aching feet and back. I'm the one who holds you when you're overwhelmed. And I'm the one who yells at the doctors when they get too interested in poking you. I don't like it when you're upset, sweetheart. What caused this? What can I do to help?"
Tony looked uncertain for a moment. "...Clint ate my last green jello," he finally said, and his face began to crumple. "And now he's going to feel bad. But I don't want him to feel bad. I just want my jello."
"Sweetheart," Steve sighed, rushing toward him to pull him into his arms as Tony began to sniffle. "It's okay. It's fine."
"I hate feeling like this," Tony whimpered into his chest. "It isn't fair."
Steve buried his face in Tony's hair and sighed again, feeling helpless. "Yeah, I know. It isn't fair. Loki was an asshole and you're the one having to suffer for it. I'm sorry."
"Don't tell Clint," Tony whispered.
"I won't," Steve promised, rubbing his hand up and down Tony's back. Once Tony's breath had settled, he leaned back a little, raising an eyebrow. "Where were you going to go, anyway?"
Tony blinked back at him for a moment, considering. Finally, he answered with a simple, "Away."
"Of course," Steve huffed, and while it was a struggle not to roll his eyes, he managed it. The last time he'd rolled his eyes while Tony had still felt vulnerable, Tony had sicced Happy on him in a fit of rage, and Steve had unfortunately learned that Happy carried a special Superhero Specific Taser and he was always one hundred percent on Tony's side. "Well. Let's get this suitcase put away, and JARVIS can order some more green jello, and--"
"And peanuts," Tony added.
"And peanuts," Steve agreed. "And I'll rub your feet until it arrives. Okay? I'm here to help you solve your problems."
"Kill Loki," Tony said. "It would solve a lot of problems."
Steve huffed, face going sour. "I've tried. Thor won't let me."
Tony jerked his head back to stare up at him, shocked. Finally, though, a slightly hysterical laugh tore out of his throat, and Steve leaned down to press a kiss to his smiling mouth before he could somehow find a way to be sad again.
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thepixelelf · 2 months
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do u know nct?? if so, jung jaehyun and cupid au?!!! if not then au where wonwoo is a regular dude and also the subject of a Prophecy against his best wishes? idk i hope these are fun!!!
I genuinely don't think I could characterize jung jaehyun if I tried... but I can do reluctant Normal Guy wonwoo!! I hope you like it :]
[mr chosen one] It's been three weeks and six days since Wonwoo met the most annoying person in the world. Three weeks and six days since Wonwoo's been able to relax. Three weeks and six days of your constant pestering.
You call yourself the oracle. Whatever the hell that means.
All Wonwoo knows is that you showed up at his workplace out of nowhere as the "social media manager". Why would a company that sells Tupperware need a social media manager? Wonwoo still doesn't know. He's pretty sure you just wormed your way in to complete your life's mission-- annoying the shit out of him.
The first day, you'd leaned into his cubicle and whispered, "Hey. You're Jeon Wonwoo, right?"
And when he hesitantly nodded, wondering how the hell you already knew his name since he was one hundred percent sure he'd have nothing to do with the company's social media, you beamed.
Smiled so bright he thought he might go blind, and said, "I knew I'd find you."
Ever since that first day, you've been telling him over and over again how he's supposed to save the world.
Step number 1: find the king -- whoever that is -- in the heart of the fire.
You haven't told him who the hell "the king" is because apparently, you don't even know. And the whole "heart of the fire" thing is fuzzy to you as well, even though you're the one who said that out loud in the first place.
Step number 2: behead the king.
Yeah. Sure.
"And where am I supposed to get the sword for that?" he asked you nonchalantly a week into your nonsense, his eyes not leaving the spreadsheet he was working on. "Amazon?"
You just shrugged. "You can get anything on Amazon."
Step number 3: bear the crown under the weight of stars.
Whatever that means.
"You can't just say no," you asserted two weeks in. "This is your fate."
"I'm good, thanks." Wonwoo poured himself a mediocre black coffee in the break room, where he'd gone in the hopes of avoiding you. He didn't offer you any.
You crossed your arms. "The world is at stake."
"If the whole world is about to explode, I'm pretty sure you've got the wrong guy."
Almost four weeks of this weirdness, and maybe Wonwoo should've gone to HR by now, but it sounds a little trivial, even to him.
Hey, HR, my coworker keeps telling me I'm part of a world-saving prophecy and is convinced I need to go on a journey. I want either for them to be fired, or a couple weeks off so I can go save the world. Thanks.
Yeah, no. Instead, Wonwoo just braces himself for another day of your pestering.
...Which doesn't happen.
At the halfway point of the first peaceful lunch break Wonwoo's had in weeks, he realizes he hasn't even caught a glimpse of you all morning. He revels in that feeling for a bit, almost embarrassingly gleeful to sit in silence and eat his cup-a-noodles.
Then the afternoon goes by, and you've still yet to meet your annoyance quota for the day.
Wonwoo is happy. Yes. This is good news.
You've finally gotten over your delusions, and he won't have to deal with you anymore.
He's poking his head in Seungkwan's cubicle before he realizes he's doing it.
"Oh, them?" Seungkwan says when Wonwoo asks about you. "They left. They told big boss man we had no reason to employ a social media manager in the first place and got themselves transferred to a sister company."
Wonwoo blinks. "What?"
"Shouldn't you already know? You guys were hanging out like every day."
After that, Wonwoo walks back to his desk in silence. Awkward silence.
Why doesn't he like the silence?
When he sits down, there's a yellow sticky note on his keyboard, which he swears wasn't there when he left.
He wouldn't recognize your handwriting, but he knows it has to be yours.
Fine. I'll behead the king myself.
Wonwoo pinches the note between his fingers, and he remembers the conversation he had with you just the day before.
"It sounds dangerous," he said, focusing on the photocopier in front of him.
"Oh, it will be." You were leaned against the doorjamb. Always close by. "You'll be dodging death at every curve in the road."
"Delightful. I think I'll sit this one out."
The note gets crumpled in Wonwoo's fist. He grabs his coat and takes swift steps toward the elevators.
"Where are you going?" Seungkwan calls out when he sees Wonwoo practically run past his cubicle.
Wonwoo presses the down button before he rethinks and moves to the doors to the stairwell. He yells back, "I have no idea!"
He really doesn't.
But you said all that stuff about fate-- if it's really meant to be him that saves the world...
His footsteps, in whichever direction, will take him to you. Through fate or whatever.
At least, he really, really hopes so.
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redsm0kee · 4 months
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Headcanons For John Doe
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He literally adores you
He was ready to be yours from the very beginning.
As much as he loves you, John's love language is a little harsh on people. After all, he's not a human.
You should talk to him openly, I don't think he will understand the implications. Especially about things you don't like because John has a very over-the-top approach to a lot of things.
John's Love language is physical touch
He absolutely cannot manage to stay away from you. He wants to be with you all the time, he has no idea about personal space.
He doesn't need your simple basic needs, like sleeping. But still, doing something with you is much more special for him than you think, so hugging you and falling asleep gives him great pleasure.
I'm sure John loves being the little spoon. (but doesn't mind being big spoon)
He needs words of validation. He tried so hard to be with you and he doesn't feel worthy of you. In his eyes, you are no different than a goddess.That's why telling him that you will always love him increases him self-confidence, even a little bit.
I don't think he's good at technology at all.
He will never get bored of you. No matter what you say or do, he will give you his full attention and focus, even if he doesn't understand.
He's not very knowledgeable about human emotions. That's why he can't understand why he feels uncomfortable when people are around you.
He doesn't like you being social and having people around you, but seeing you happy makes him happy too, so he doesn't mind this situation.
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NSFW 🔞‼️
John's favorite position is missionary. He loves watching the shapes your face takes while making love.
Even though missionary is him favorite, he has no problem with any position.
Definitely open to innovations. He trusts you one hundred percent, so he's very open to any fantasy he can try with you.
I think it's pretty durable. Although many people think that John will ejaculate quickly, I do not think sooooo
He is quite vocal when making love. Moans, grunts...
As I said, John is not a human being and so the way he shows his affection can be a little harsh on people. This also applies to sex.Although he may be gentle at first, he will not be able to control himself and will begin to become harsh and rude.
During sex, all him animal instincts come out, he doesn't think logically at all.
John loves to fill you with his cum.
He has very thick, dense and sticky sperm.
After sex, he will hug you tightly and won't let you go.
He will hug and kiss you and breathe in your scent until you fall asleep.
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Thanks for reading<3
Red
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Sudden Soulmates (Jamil)
Soulmarks are, obviously, directly connected to the soulmates' souls. Unfortunately, blot is too. Alternatively: the consequences of Overblot in relation to soulbonds
NOTE: I only write for female reader but everyone is welcome to read it!
Sudden Soulmates Masterlist
This one came to me as I was reading this Sudden Soulmates inspired fic by @amys-curious-wonderland . Go read it if you haven't!
⚠️ WARNING: ANGST with a happy ending, wild speculations about overblots and blot in general because Disney refuses to tell me anything this is not FNAF, Mickey
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Jamil practically saw his mark form, watching as the forms twisted together and burned themselves on the canvas of his skin.
A circle with a head, a simplistic drawing of a snake. In the middle, a smiling waning moon. A snake around the moon. He has no idea what it means, but then again, this is a soulmark that decided to only appear almost two decades after he was born. Jamil isn't sure he's supposed to understand it.
Well, no matter. Life goes on.
Life goes on and Jamil turns his back to the whole soulmate thing. He avoids touching people he's not a hundred percent sure of their soulmark. Lucid dreams are spent walking away from where his guts wanted him to go. Actual dreams were forgotten as soon as he could, the empty space occupied with his duties. Any and all "soulmate calls", as some call the phenomenon, that he can avoid, he avoids.
He never, however, never once denied the soulmark.
No matter how troublesome he thinks getting entangled with a soulmate is, he can't bring himself to reject the soulbond.
Because it is his.
Jamil has long forgotten how it feels to have something that is only his. He has no idea when was the last time he was allowed to have something only his, something he didn't have to share or yield to Kalim.
This soulmark is all his.
So, as always, Jamil adds another complicated relationship to his little box, together with his complicated friendship with Kalim, and his complicated frustration with himself.
He knows he's being selfish, and that he should probably let the person leave their doomed romance, but Jamil had long forgotten what selfishness feels like, to the point he can't figure why it feels so exhilarating despite being a so called sin. So he clings to it, he clings to the little Fate has blessed him with in the hopes to balance the curse it bestowed upon his existence when he was born under the name Viper.
And maybe it's that selfishness that pushes him into trying to take over Scarabia and betray Kalim, like a vizier betraying his sultan.
Though he hesitates to blame his soulmate, for their only sin is to exist.
Their only mistake is to exist.
Her only mistake is allowing Fate to connect them.
The overblot is doing terrible things to him, all parts of him, and he can tell, but it feels so good. So euphoric. Like the world could be bent into a bow by a snap of his fingers, or maybe even by just one of his stray thoughts.
Jamil has craved feeling at the top of the world ever since his parents first hit him for surpassing Kalim.
It lasts no longer than a second, because the Ramshackle Housewarden suddenly yells in pain, clutching her side and falling to her knees, and Jamil doesn't need more to know the burn she feels is the same he feels. Another yell comes, but it gets interrupted by blot, the inky liquid running down the side of her mouth in mockery.
And then Kalim dares touch her, in his pure hearted goodness, and Jamil doesn't even see what he does, but he moves and he moves fast.
The three pesky Octavinelle mermen, Kalim and that annoying weasel monster are gone.
Left behind is the one most call "Prefect".
(Y/N).
Soulmate.
She flinches when he approaches, but does not shy away from his touch. No, in fact, she leans on his once warm skin, and clings to his clothes like a lifeline, only showing discomfort when another wave of pain comes from their soulmark.
He's hurting her.
His overblot is hurting her.
Jamil tries to let go, afraid the blot covering his arms will taint her, will torment her more, but she refuses to let go and he–
He is not a good enough liar to say he doesn't want to cling to her too.
"Jamil..."
"Shh..." Jamil picks her up effortlessly, and a tinge of worry colors his messy thoughts. She has not been eating well, no doubt a result of the Headmage's incompetency. "It's ok, you'll be ok."
He assures her in a soft voice, soft enough, he hopes, to convince him too. The blot entity hovers behind them, imposing and dangerous, and every step taken towards the lounge area, the more of his consciousness it steals. Almost as if trying to take over. Be the only one left.
Jamil sits down on the most comfortable seat in the lounge—he knows is the most comfortable because he arranged it himself—, placing the girl on his lap, taking in the feeling of completion having her near brings, a feeling he's been deprived for too long.
The inky beast hisses in displeasure, and suddenly there are many many voices tangled together and running wild inside Jamil's mind, bringing forth every instance of him giving up a piece of himself so Kalim could shine, whispering words of poison and chanting melodies of wrath and hate and hurt and suffering.
As if the beast is trying to remind him of his plans. Of his purpose. Of his fate. Of his parents. Of Kalim. Of his family. Of all his damned shackles that he did not make that he did not accept that he did not want that he did not have a choice of having that he wanted to destroy even at the cost of himself–
"Jamil."
He gasps, feeling gentle hands hold his face.
Right.
Jamil is not only his anymore. He is hers now too. He has always been hers. The only bond—not a shackle, never a shackle, not her not her—Fate has given him that he fully accepts.
"Past me must've been a much better man if he got you to fall for him," he jokes after a few deep breaths, trying to cling to the only hint of color in the blackness of blot. He almost laughs when she gives him an unimpressed glare, no doubt catching the dig at his current self.
"I, myself, quite like the you of now," (Y/N) answers, thumbs caressing his cheeks and grounding him to the moment. "I can't take my eyes away from the great man you're becoming."
Jamil has no idea when was the last time he cried, but he does not deny the tears that blurry his vision. They burn his blot cold skin, only stopping at the warmth of her hands, hands that lovingly wipe them.
The blot entity hisses again, but this time Jamil meets it with a hiss of his own. Now with a clearer mind, he can see what it really is: the weakness of his timorous heart. The part of himself he turned a blind eye in fear of what he'd see. The part of himself that is his, but not him.
The part of himself he does not want to be.
"Begone! This stops here!" Jamil roars, baring his teeth at the beast of his own creation. "Disperse the blot and return to me!"
The entity roars back, the pain excruciating. However, the most painful is the knowledge that his is not the only tortured scream that fills the lounge. The hands clutching his clothes shake, knuckles white, and he can feel a wet spot forming on his chest.
"It hurts you too..." he murmurs, horrified.
"Keep going," is her response, mumbled against his lips as she brings his face to hers with still shaky hands. "I can take it if it's for you, my Jamil."
Independent of who he was in the past, and of who is was in his past, the Jamil of now is hers, and the Jamil of the future will be hers, and he wants to be the man she sees in him.
So first, he needs to stop this overblot. Then he'll nap with his soulmate for an entire day, duties be damned.
The ones he banned to the ends of the pocket dimension find the couple talking quietly in the lounge, no blot entity nor inky mess to be seen. Jamil glowers at the mermen's faces, particularly Azul's, and then sighs tiredly when Kalim asks for an explanation.
"I'll tell you if you promise me you won't throw a party to celebrate, if I have to cook yet another grand meal right now, I'll overblot again."
He won't, of course, but the giggle he gets from his lover is enough reward for his remarks.
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chromateclipse · 13 days
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Okay, so you like Velvet and Veneer? Well, if you get the chance, I want you to speak! TELL ME EVERYTHING!! I want you to give me headcannons please, as many as you can think of :)
pls and thx!!
AHHH! OK so I've never done anything like this but I put as many as I could think of. If I come up with anything else, I'll edit this and add it (or just make a new post) 
(lots of words ahead 💀)
General headcanons :
- They one hundred percent had the Barbie mugshot but with Velvet's deadly stare instead
- and Veneer made sure he looked good; they are taking a picture after all
- I think Velvet might be a little taller than Veneer but they're both taller than average
- never leaves the house without heels or platforms or both
- Veneer has must-be-wearing-a-crop-top syndrome. Can't be cured 😔 
- I'm sorry but they totally sang Circus by Britney Spears. That song is so V&V coded and has female and male vocals too 😩
- The sass is too hard to contain for this duo. Once a sly thought appears in their mind, they have to voice it (but I'm not complaining. They're iconic) 
- Veneer can be a little blunt or rude sometimes. I know ppl like to imagine him as just the caring and silly sibling but he did everything Velvet did. He just had morals that started to kick in once the threat of being a killer was thrown at him. 
(I mean did you see him nearly just toss Floyd down the toilet 💀)
- of course, I still think he is silly and kind and chooses to do so for a fair portion of the time but he's no stranger to being ignorant to most of his wrongdoings as well
- and I think they both have some trauma from practically killing Floyd. GET THEM THERAPYYY
- I think Velvet would like decorating and making things ✨Aesthetic✨
- like a little journal that she'd write her feelings in and then fill with beautiful stickers and photos (totally not a burn book....) 
- I think Poppy would love love looove to see Velvet's journal filled with beautiful stationary. She'd probably get her into scrapbooking and they'd make the cutest little displays or books just brimming with photos, cutouts, diagrams, and more. 
-Poppy and Viva can be a little overwhelming for Velvet at first but they'd totally become great gal pals and just chat all day. 
- and at first, Bergen features might be a little....alarming to Velvet but she'd learn to love Bridget just like Poppy does
-also both are invited to the broppy wedding... 👀
- she also of course become friends with the BroZone brothers but I get more into that below ⬇️
"Story" headcanons :
- So for Velvet, I think in the movie she was so blinded by her need for fame and luxury that she didn't notice how her family (Veneer) helped her and stuck around through all the things she said and did. This would separate her from being just a complete villain because I do believe that she can reform herself into something better
- In Jail, I think Velvet would really hate it and everyone around her. She probably wouldn't want to talk to Veneer at all at first but being alone might give her time to reflect on herself
- over a little time, I think she'd realize how Veneer was always there for her and understood her ways. She'd definitely come back around and they'd be back to being as close as they were before, maybe even more
-It would take some time for both Velvet and Veneer to adjust. 
- Veneer would dislike jail very much. He's so used to his life of luxury that I'm sure he'd be surprised by how little you get behind bars
- and with Velvet wanting to be alone, he would probably feel more alone than ever
- but he knows he did the right thing and even though prison sucks, he'd get through it
- Veneer would probably try to make friends with some of the people there but it is prison soo.... I'm not sure how well that would go. 
- if anyone came to visit him, he'd be so happy cuz jail is sooo boring and he'd finally get to yap away to somebody who knows him.
- you just know they'd be styling that prison jumpsuit the best the can
- can you sneak heels into jail??
- Velvet and Veneer are kinda "eye candy" for the criminals in jail and they might get targeted by those who are jealous or looking for a fight
-Velvet's not the only one with an attitude problem, Veneer can very well relay a comment or two that can easily get them into some trouble. He'll have to work on that along with his sister, learn how to correctly treat the people around them
 - After they become besties again, they'd have each other's backs like never before. I think Velvet really really does care about Veneer and if anything ever happened to him, she'd be devastated. This time, she'd really like to treat him how he deserves and nurture that sibling bond. 
- and you know once anyone throws hands with one sibling, the other comes swinging
- 💥KNOCKOUT💥
- not the best thing to do if you want to get out of jail fast but hey, nobody messes with twins and gets away with it
- Due to other more serious situations being forgiven in the past, I think Velvet & Veneer wouldn't be in prison for too long. I can easily see BroZone forgiving them and offering to help the twins with whatever they'd need
- Veneer would definitely become great friends with Floyd and even Bruce. After all, he knows what it's like to be sensitive and a heartthrob 😌
- and I can see Velvet relating to Branch and J. D. She's probably a control freak (or was) and always wants everything to be perfect, just like John Dory. That's something they'd both have to work on. And I think Velvet and Branch can relate to one another's sassy sarcastic comments and occasional snide remarks. 
- I can also see them joining Clay's sad book club. I need to see a scene of Veneer just balling his eyes out after finishing a book while all the others just pat him on the back 😆
- @horrorartist23 did a couple of drawings of Velvet & Veneer(or maybe just Ven idk) working at Bruce's Beachside Bar and I LOVE THAT IDEA SO MUCH.
- ESPECIALLY since Bruce said his family was a total Veneer household. I think it would be so cute for not only his kids getting the chance to meet Vel&Ven but also for Vel&Ven to get a little bit of real work experience.
- it would be so good for them to work at a place like that to learn about themselves and a work environment.
- plus the whole island is gorgeous and pretty luxury, which would fit into they're ideal environment. AND everything is Rageon sized so they don't have to worry about being too big!!
- They'd literally be working hard and making it look easy 💀
- I think it's perfect and I love it
-after jail and therapy, I think Velvet would really love the life she has. She'd of course still make mistakes sometimes and her sass will never leave. That's just who she is and none of us would want to change that . But she'd have a way healthier mind and so would the people around her. 
- I think both of them might want to actually learn how to sing and dance like real performers 
- Velvet hates making mistakes or not being perfect at a skill immediately. I know how that is and it's really difficult to get past but with more encouragement from Veneer and even the Brozone brothers, she'd become the star she always knew she was. 
- And Veneer would take initiative for himself and practice performing like a real idol. I feel Veneer would also struggle with wanting perfection immediately but I think he'd really fall in love with dancing and this would help him keep up the determination. And he'd be really good at it too after some practice
- Knowing how good they can be if they put in the work would be a huge motivator too. Cuz they only stole Floyd's talent, not his voice. And because of this Velvet knows that she sounds good when she's at her peak in skill. They know that they can be amazing, they just have to work for it this time 
-Trying to become famous again for the right things would definitely be hard. They're reputation is awful
- BUT, I think Mount Rageous would give them a chance to prove themselves. Considering how all Rageons are obsessed with media, fame, and celebrities, I think they couldn't resist the bait of former popstars Velvet & Veneer coming back to the stage, this time with their own talent that they've truly worked hard to perfect. 
- And they'd deserve it for how much work they put into reforming their lives. 
- Plus, nobody can take away their love for the stage and performing. They're too iconic to forget 💅
- and you know I'd be keepin' my eye out for that V&V/BroZone collab 🌟
- First live performance with BroZone, Velvet and Veneer are getting their Perfect Family Harmony. And you can bet it will be the most amazing thing to ever grace the planet
- I'd die 💀
That's all that I can think of right now 🤔 I hope you enjoyed reading my thoughts on these two. I really really love them and getting to write this down was really fun. If you have any ideas you'd like to expand upon or thoughts you'd like to share, let me knooww! And of course, Thank you sweetgirl15161819 for sending this ask!! 💖 💖
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fanmoose12 · 4 months
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OMG I just realized I misread the Fanfic Trope post like the moron that I am, sorry! 🫣
So how would you mix 46 "Blind Date" -that I previously requested- with 88 "Erotic Dreams"?
Thank you Fanmoose, I love your works ✨
oooooh, that's a hard one. a very, very hard one
but, and, please, bear with me, let's imagine that levi develops a little, totally not serious crush on one of his coworkers and it leads to his subconsciousness... having a little fun while he's asleep. and since it's levi we're talking about and he can't just, you know, talk about his feelings, and he's definitely, one hundred percent sure that his crush is unrequieted, because why wouldn't it be? after all, the person he's crushing on is funny, kind, incredibly smart, beautiful (and, yes, wears glasses)
so. he decides to suffer through it all in silence. but, there is a slight problem with that. because, while levi has perfected the art of ignoring his feelings during the day, he's not... so successful at it during the night. which doesn't bother him that much, but it does bother his roommate erwin, who is really tired of pressing a pillow to his head in hopes that it'll muffle the sounds that his best friend's making
erwin tried breaching the subject, of course, but levi either denied it or became so embarrassed that he literally raw away from that particular conversation. so! erwin comes up with a genius idea: since levi is so clearly sexually frustrated and won't do a thing about it - erwin will do that for him. as soon as that idea pops into his head, he calls mike and asks if any of his friends are single. mike doesn't hesitate with an answer even for a bit, because his cousin has been acting weird for weeks now, pining over some idiot who doesn't even notice their advances.
and so! mike and erwin set up their two respective idiots (which, in erwin's case, took a lot more convincing than he was honestly prepared for), levi, resigned and already anticipating a disaster, dresses up in clothes erwin told him to, goes to the cafe erwin told him to, and there he sees.... hange, the coworker he's been crushing on for months. his first instict is to flee, of course, but just as he starts to, hange notices him, waves and smiles at him, and levi has no choice but to join them at the table
hange, after making sure that levi is really, actually their date, throws their head back and starts laughing, and, again, levi desperately wishes to run away, but, for once, he's glad he didn't, because once hange calms down, they explain the reason for their laughter. they tell him how they didn't want to go on that date and how mike basically forced them to, but now they're really happy they did come.
'it must be destiny!' hange exclaims. 'or mike's meticulous scheming, since, you know, i kinda wanted to ask you out for a really long time now.'
levi's brain starts working for a moment, because surely he must have misheard. that, or it's actually another dream and he and hange will start having sex in the middle of a cafe the very next second. wouldn't be the weirdest dream that he had. but hange doesn't pounce at him like they do in all of his extremelly disturbing dreams, they don't even pull him in for a kiss, they just keep looking at him, with a gentle, pretty smile
and levi - for the first time in his entire life - decides to stop hiding his feelings. he covers hange's hand with his and murmurs, 'seems like erwin did something right for once'
it pulls another chuckle out of hange, but they don't take their hand away, they just slightly move it so that they can interlace their fingers with levi's
the date goes smoothly after that, and, although they don't fall into bed after having just one coffee, a kiss that hange presses on his cheek after he walked them home feels so much better than anything levi's seen in his dreams
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How would Venti feel if we asked him to be our boyfriend? :3 in the real world au
Venti Boyfriend Headcanons:
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Ok so I have no idea if "boyfriend" is like a common term used in Teyvat, I see no reason why it wouldn't be, but I can't think of a specific instance in which I have read it, so for the sake of making this funnier, I'm going to pretend like it isn't
Also this literally just turned into boyfriend headcanons so whoops—
Warnings: like nothing, this is just wholly fluff
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• "Boy,,, friend??"
• His face falls as soon as he hears you propose it
• Is generally distraught that you didn't think of him as a friend up until this point
• You two had known each other for so long and shared so many wonderful times together
• Were you only just now considering him to be a friend???
• "Venti... Venti no—"
• You have to explain that concept in words he understands, romantic partner, significant other, lover
• He almost passes out when it finally does register
• "You mean it!? You want to be like that? With me???"
• "That is generally what a person means when they ask somebody to be their boyfriend—"
• You are now both on the floor because of how quickly he tried jumping into your arms
• "Yes yes yes! I love you so much, thank you! I'll be the perfect boyfriend!"
• The only problem is he doesn't really know what all that entails in your world, if it's different from his world
• Research time
• One hundred percent the type to look up "how to be a good boyfriend" and find like a wikihow, then study it intensely
• Notes were made
• Tries to at least attempt everything that he sees (and thinks is a good idea), then very carefully studies your reactions to decide how he wants to proceed
• Cooks for you and makes you things and considers any time that you are hanging out to be a date
• Is constantly showing you off to everyone and everything
• Takes great pride in being the person you chose for a partner, also becomes a little obsessed with keeping that title
• Loves hearing you call him yours, it's an immediate sure fire way to brighten his mood
• "Pleeease, one more time, I won't ask again, today."
• It's really impossible to deny him when he looks at you like that, in a manner that can only be described as completely infatuated
• You sigh, this being the fifth time today you've been forced to do this, "I'm glad you're mine, and I would choose you over anyone Venti."
• Giggles and hugs you, thanking you and promising to prove himself even more
• Constantly refers to himself as your boyfriend when anyone asks, or doesn't ask
• Wants to meet all your friends, anybody that you interact with consistently, anybody related to you
• It's a way of showing he takes the whole thing seriously
• Also, you're going to have to constantly be explaining how your boyfriend is, in fact, old enough to drink, and significantly older than you, for that matter
• Nobody believes you
• I think I've really driven the point home about how much he just absolutely loves physical affection
• So that's going to be happening a lot more now
• He'll probably get more diverse in his pet names too, making a game out of finding a new one
• "Oh my one and only, light of my life, peak of my existence, where are youuu?"
• "You know my name works fine, right?"
• He's also gonna take up house husband responsibilities
• I mean, he was already doing that, but without the addition of knowing he was doing it
• "My angel you're back! I missed you soooo much, tell me all about your day~"
• On a good note, he's going to be way less effected by jealousy because he now has a title to prove that he's more important to you than everybody else
• If he ever needs to confront somebody that he's jealous of, he's going to absolutely rub that title in their face
• He's just so happy that you love him and he considers the title of being your lover to be so much farther above all the other ones he has
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Moon Song / part six: punisher
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Summary: A peek into Y/N's and Hotch's relationship three years later.
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x (AFAB) Reader
Word Count: 2445
Warnings: proposal, pregnancy, wedding, happy and in love!hotch&reader, brief mention of sex
Playlist: Link
Author's Note: Thank you all for reading! I have a little surprise that will be going up sometime soon (bonus chapter lmao because I can't get enough of moon song!hotch) Thank you for all the likes, comments, and reblogs, I see them all and I'm so grateful. <3
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Three years. Three years of therapy. Three years of working cases together. Three years of Hotch trying not to burst a blood vessel when officers attempted to ask me out, and I politely shut them down. Three years of co-parenting. And three years of learning how to communicate and love each other in a healthy way. It wasn’t easy, not one part of it, but it was worth it. Because we’re okay. Better than okay, actually. We made it out. Together. With minor casualties of course, but we fucking made it.
         Haley married Todd two years ago, and they welcomed a little girl named Emma about a year ago. Haley and I have become friends, she helped me learn what it’s like to be a mom and I go to her when I have questions about Jack and how to handle certain situations. She lets me babysit Emma too, and I’m obsessed with that little girl. It makes me wonder what my life would have been like if I hadn’t had a miscarriage.
         I’m getting ready to go out for dinner, and since JJ had hinted that I might want to look nice I slipped into a pretty sky-blue dress. Aaron is downstairs putting away the dishes, I can tell that because it’s louder than all get out. He tries to be gentle, but I think he just hates putting the dishes away, so he rushes to get them done as fast as possible. Since he’s preoccupied, I dig around in the under-the-sink cabinet, reaching for a box in the back. I rip open the pregnancy test, pee in a cup, and wait. I’d been feeling off lately, my period was a few days late, and I just wanted to make sure. A couple of minutes pass and I turn the test over.
         “AaRON?” My voice cracks as I shout his name.
         “Coming!” He shouts back and I hear him jog up the stairs. He pushes the door open and sees my hands shaking. “Y/N, what’s wrong?” I can hear the panic in his voice.
         “I’m pregnant,” I whisper, picking up the positive test on the counter and showing him. I watch him closely, as several emotions flash over his face and he’s trying to hold back a grin, always waiting for my reaction.
         “And how do you want me to feel about that? Whatever you want to do, I’m on board with you one hundred percent.”
         “I want this baby so fucking bad,” I say, starting to cry. “After the first one, I felt so lost. I thought I would never get pregnant again.” He grabs my hand and squeezes it tightly.
         “I was going to wait to do this until we got to dinner, but I think the universe is telling me to do it now.” I watch as he gets down on one knee, fishing a small box out of his pocket. I start to cry even harder.
         “Oh my god, you are not – what – I – “
         “Y/N Y/LN, will you do me the biggest honor of my life? Will you marry me?”
         “Yes! Oh my god yes, of course!” He slides the ring on my finger, gets up, and kisses me deeply, not seeming to mind that I can’t stop crying and my nose is running. We break apart and he rests his forehead on mine, a hand on my stomach.
         “Whatever happens, no matter what, I will be here for you, always. I’m never leaving. You are my heart; you are my home. I love you.”
         “I love you too,” I whisper thickly. He kisses my forehead, then bends down and kisses my abdomen. I laugh and the smile he shoots me is so bright I almost feel like I could fall over from the force of it.
         “Okay, so you have two options. The dinner we originally planned where there may be some familiar faces.” He winks at me, and I laugh again. “Or, we can call it a night, have some steamy sex, and watch a movie?”
         “Wow, that’s a hard choice.” I pause, then say, “Let’s go see our friends.” I take a step back to wipe my tears and blow my nose. “But I’m still expecting steamy sex later, regardless.” He laughs loudly and promises that he’ll live up to my request. I smooth my dress down as he dials someone on his phone.
         “JJ, change of plans. I may have already proposed so no need to be incognito.” He says, smiling at me.
         “Dammit!” We hear Reid shout in the background.
         “Oh, thank god, Reid’s insistence on a fake mustache has made him insufferable,” JJ says, chuckling.
         “We’re leaving in a few, see you then.” He says, hanging up the phone. “Are you okay?” He asks, looking me over.
         “Yeah, just a lot of big things at once,” I say with a soft smile.
         “Need a moment alone? I can get the car ready.”
         “If you wouldn’t mind,” I say.
         “Of course, pretty girl. I’ll be downstairs. I love you!” He retreats, softly closing the door behind him. I look at myself in the mirror, I look down at my stomach, there’s no visible difference, but I feel different.
         “What if I told you I feel like I know you, but we’ve never met?” I whisper down to my belly, smoothing my hands over it. I feel tears prick at the corner of my eyes, happy tears, and I put my shoes on before joining Aaron in the garage.
We drive to my favorite Italian place around the corner. “You really pulled out all the stops, didn’t you?”
“Anything for the love of my life.” He says, squeezing my knee.
“Oh my god, you are so sappy!” I say, resting my hand over his.
“I can’t help it; you make me weak in the knees.” We pull up at the restaurant, and he parks the car. We walk inside to the team yelling “CONGRATULATIONS!” I laugh and show off my ring, Aaron’s hand resting on the small of my back.
“Can we please eat for the love of god? You guys took forever to get here.” Morgan groans.
“Watch how you talk about my fiancé, Morgan,” Hotch says, glaring at him. Morgan holds his hands up in mock defeat and we all take a seat at the table that had been prepared for us. Hotch is seated to my right, and JJ is to my left. I lean over to say something in JJ’s ear while the rest of the team talks loudly.
“I’m pregnant,” I say, loud enough so she can hear me but no one else can. Her head whips around so fast, eyes wide. I laugh and nod, and she grabs my hand.
“Congratulations, Y/N!” She says in my ear. I beam at her.
“Who knew that it would turn out this way three years ago?” I say, and she gives me a sly smile but says nothing. I wonder what she has up her sleeve.
-7 months later-
         The wedding is beautiful – everything I wanted it to be and more. It’s a pretty small wedding, we only wanted our closest friends and family there. My sister and her husband came, as well as my parents even though they were traveling abroad at the time. Haley and Todd came, and they kept an eye on Jack during the ceremony. I’m in love with the dress I picked out – it’s an off-white color and is loose in the belly – something I knew I would need. I’m waiting for my cue to walk down the aisle, and I smooth my hands over my bump, resting my hands underneath it.
         “You’re glowing,” JJ says. I asked her to be my Matron of Honor, needing someone with a level head to keep me from freaking out. “You have your vows?” I nod, pulling a piece of paper out from the bust area of my dress. She takes it from me, vowing to keep it safe until I need it. Reid walks in and says,
         “Beautiful as ever, Y/N. JJ they’re ready for us to walk down the aisle.” Spencer winks at me, and I smile, mouth suddenly dry. This is really happening. They walk down the aisle, and then my dad is there, offering me his arm and a smile.
         “Breathe. It’s going to be fine; I promise.” He whispers to me, right before we round the corner and walk down the aisle. I take a deep breath and look up, locking eyes with Aaron and he’s crying. I start silently crying, emotional both from the day and the pregnancy hormones coursing through my body. My dad shakes his hand and hands me over. Aaron kisses my forehead, then my belly, and takes my hand. When we get to the vows, Aaron goes first.
         “My beautiful, Y/N. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see this day. I am not the same person I was three and a half years ago. You have changed me irrevocably and for the better. I close my eyes every night and I dream that I can hold you.” He winks at me, a callback to the letter he sent me, and I laugh. “I never thought that I would get to hold you forever. I promise to always love you, to always put you first, and to always take a bullet for you.” Another wink. “I didn’t think I would get another chance with you, but time and time again, you have surprised me and taught me how to love myself. I can’t imagine doing life without you. I love you.” He wipes my tears, and JJ hands me my vows. My shaking hands unfold the paper, and now it’s my turn.
         “I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say in my vows, as you already know how I feel about you. Then I was afraid I would say too much, and then I wouldn’t know where to start, wouldn’t know when to stop. Everyone knows you’re the way to my heart. I hope that when people look at me, they see the love I have for you, the love I have for our family, and the love I have because of you. I loved you from the first moment we met, and I have loved you every moment since. I promise to never stop loving you, even when you insist on making dinner and burn something, even when you put the dishes away too fast and it sounds like a bull in a china shop, and even when you take a bullet for me. I love you so much that I didn’t even know how to put everything in words.” I fold my paper back up and look up at him, wiping his tears, and he kisses the back of my hand when he’s done. Rossi, who got ordained just for this moment, pronounces us husband and wife, and Aaron’s lips are on mine before Rossi can even finish his sentence. Everyone hollers as Hotch kisses me like we have no audience and when he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.
         The reception starts after we take pictures, and everyone cheers when we walk in. We share our first dance, then take a seat at our private table because I’m starving and could probably eat the whole buffet table at this point. Aaron gets us both a plate, my belly weighing heavy from being on my feet for a while, and I subtly slip my feet out of the flats I was wearing.
         “Eat slowly,” Aaron says, raising his eyebrows at me when he sets my plate down in front of me. I glare at him, but oblige him, nonetheless. He knows me better than I know myself sometimes. I watch the room as we eat, everyone is laughing and having fun, and I’m smiling watching them.
         “I can feel you staring at me, you know,” I say after a few minutes, turning to face Aaron.
         “What, can I not admire my beautiful wife?” I blush, suddenly shy. He leans in to kiss me and I go,
         “Oh my god you can’t kiss me, you’re married!” He pulls away and hisses,
         “Y/N that is not funny! I married to you now, dumbass.”
         “Yeah, I know, but it was funny to me,” I say grinning.
         “You’re evil.”
         “Oh, definitely,” I say, leaning in and kissing him.
         JJ gets up and taps a knife on her cup to get everyone’s attention.
         “Hello everyone, thank you for coming. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m JJ, one of Y/N’s and Hotch’s friends, and I just wanted to give a short speech. When you work with profilers all the time, you start to pick up on things. When Y/N first joined our team, we welcomed her with open arms, and she fit right in. Two weeks into Y/N being at the BAU, our dear friend Spencer Reid, made a one-off comment about Hotch’s body language whenever Y/N is in the room. Hotch, for being section chief, we expected you to be able to keep a secret a lot better.” He laughs, and she continues. “When we in turn looked at Y/N’s body language, the attraction between them was obvious. At that moment, we placed bets on if they would last or not and seeing as we’re at their wedding, I’m pleased to announce I won that bet. Not even our resident genius was certain that Y/N and Hotch would make it out together. I may not be a betting woman, but I’ll always bet on you, Y/N.” She winks at me, and I laugh. “Needless to say, I bought you guys a really nice gift with the money I won, so, you’re welcome!” Aaron and I both laugh at that. “All that being said, I’m thrilled that you two have each other. Everyone who looks at you sees the love you two share, and it’s a beautiful thing to see. Even if it’s hard to work with two people who are constantly swooning over each other. I love you guys.” She nods, and I get up and hug her.
         “Thank you,” I whisper in her ear, “For everything. We wouldn’t be here today if you hadn’t stuck by my side and supported me.” She just squeezes me tight.
         We dance the night away before my eyes start to shut for more than a split second. Aaron calls it a night, and everyone sends us off. He helps me into the car before getting into the driver’s seat.
         “Well, you’re stuck with me forever now, Mr. Hotchner.”
         “And I couldn’t be happier, Mrs. Hotchner.”
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soartfullydone · 11 months
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Did you ever read ACOSF? What did you think of the twilight baby plot?
Everything I know about ACOSF I've learned against my will lol. One of my best friends kept a play-by-play of each chapter in a Google Doc, so she could spare me the reading experience but also so we could make fun of it mercilessly.
In all seriousness, I knew I was never going to subject my eyes to it directly because I hate Nessian with a burning passion. I one-hundred percent believe that Nesta deserves better than everything she got, and she should've been meaner actually. Even when I somewhat liked ACOMAF, I felt utterly indifferent to Cassian. Who is this bland rice cake taking up the space where Lucien should be? No good dialogue or anything out of that guy. And then SJM wrote Nessian into MAF with all the subtlety of a clown show, and it was over. Nesta hates him! Keep him away from her! If she doesn't kill him, I will!
Most baby plots are horrendous in fiction, and I hate them deeply also. They often reduce women to being pure idiots (why do I have morning sickness after unprotected sex? a mystery!) or they reinforce this false idea that women can only achieve ultimate happiness by having their One True Love's baby. Ah, the number of women I know who are stuck in unhappy marriages, their sense of self completely lost because being a Wife and Mother comes first! Can those things be fulfilling? Absolutely. But a lot of folks are selling a romanticized idea of both, and SJM is no exception here.
Because look at what the Twilight baby plot does. It takes away all of Nesta's power, asserts her feelings of worthlessness, and encourages her to be a breeder for Cassian, who never even told her he loved her in their romance book. It puts her firmly and forever under Rhysand's and the Night Court's boot. It confirms that Feyre has also lost all her agency, that the High Lady title is meaningless, that her found family and Court do not respect her, that Rhysand will lie to her and trap her if it serves him to do so. That, ultimately, her body does not belong to her and she doesn't have a choice.
What really gets to me, too, is that these two women have to change their bodies to accommodate their love interests, their supposed fated mates. Methinks if it was fated, if they really were perfect for each other, this kind of change wouldn’t have been necessary 🤔. But also if this really were a fantasy story with all-powerful magical beings, there’s no reason why Feyre’s pregnancy should’ve been so risky to begin with. Barring that, there’s no reason why a C-section couldn’t have been an option. It was drama for the sake of drama, pain for the sake of pain. All filler, no substance.
Everything surrounding the baby plot and Nesta's forced captivity prove ACOMAF for the lie it is, a romanticized idea about overwritten trauma and choosing the Perfect Guy because he can read your mind and tell you the things you want to hear. I mean, how else do we go from Feyre earnestly believing she wants time with her new love, that a child can wait, to a Feyre who can't think of a single gift to give Rhys besides the news of her pregnancy? (Cue him cumming to the sight of their unborn child. I will never forget, and neither will you, dear anon, I'm sorry. But I didn't write it!)
And idk, given how much pregnancy in general squicks me out despite being a woman myself, how much medical care for women generally sucks, how many people are going through such pain with miscarriages, unviable pregnancies, and unclear yet strict abortion laws... This ain't it, fam! If SJM wants to talk real-life application with her trauma bullshit, then let's talk real-life application! Because no one, not a single person, has an I Am Become Death magic sister who can pull a dying mother and their dying baby back from the brink where medicine and the law have failed them. No one can have their premie who can't survive on its own suddenly turned into a healthy six-month-old. Who does this plot serve? Neither the reader nor the characters benefited.
I genuinely can't understand how SJM, as a mother herself, could write something so tone deaf, without even being brave enough to explore this kind of fear and pain with any care whatsoever. If she wanted Feyre and Nesta to actually bond over something... Feyre's pregnancy and what that means as a human-turned-fae and a mother could have been it. That could have been something the sisters discussed and helped each other with, where they could have learned more about each other and their deeper fears as young women in a society that does not truly respect them. Both of them share in family trauma, for fuck's sake! Now here Feyre is starting a new family at great risk while Nesta is still guiltily mourning the one she lost! The dots are there!
But no. Instead, not even Feyre is allowed to learn the truth about her pregnancy until Nesta tells her, and then Nesta is painted as a villain for doing so. Feyre isn't allowed to have any real opinion or lingering fears or doubts about her fate whatsoever. Because none of this stuff really matters, especially not the trauma. It's about the fucking, rutting, animal sex. It's about the smirking males, their dripping seed, and their inability to be anything besides horny at any given moment. It's about the washboard abs. Hey, a sexy story would be just fine with me! I just wish SJM would fully embrace that (and also write it better lmao) and get off her "I'm God's gift to feminism" soap box. Maybe take off the girlboss shades, too, because ain't none of her female characters even living up to the shallowness of a girlboss. The narrative undermines and undervalues them too much.
Actually, I have to clap my hands to SJM for this baby plot. I've never seen one that destroys two main female characters in a single stroke before. That's how powerful Rhysand's dick is.
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unclewaynemunson · 1 year
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Time for the Wingman Wayne AU - Ronance Edition pt7! Only one more to go after this one :’) - Read from the beginning | or on ao3
As soon as they get out of the car, Robin realizes she made a colossal mistake. She should never have come here in the first place. Why did she let Eddie and Steve talk her into this?
It doesn't seem like her date has arrived yet, but none other than Nancy Wheeler is sitting on the tea garden's terrace, some fifty yards away from the parking lot. Even with her back towards them, she's looking like she came straight from a fairytale: her curls are shining golden in the sunlight, she's wearing a fluffy pastel purple cardigan that looks like it's made of the softest wool in the whole universe, and the backdrop of fields filled with flowers blooming in all kinds of colors makes the whole sight so goddamn perfect that it makes Robin want to cry right then and there.
With a whole lot of effort, Robin manages to tear her eyes away from the girl and grabs Steve's arm to get his attention because she would very much like to get out of here before Nancy will notice them standing in the parking lot.
'Steve!' she says in a sort of panicked hiss, emphatically nodding towards the place where Nancy is sitting. 'We need to get out of here!'
He gives her a weirdly tense smile. 'Surprise,' he says, in a thin voice.
Robin feels her jaw drop, unable to do anything but gape at him for a couple of seconds.
'What-' She can't manage more than that one word, for once in her life completely dumbstruck.
'She's your date,' Eddie clarifies. 'Steve was worried about you because you were being so sad and mopey all the time, so I may have slipped and told him about how you couldn't get over Nancy.'
'And I want you to be happy, Robbie,' Steve adds. 'I swear it's not a problem for me. You shouldn't feel guilty about who you like.'
'Steve –'
'I'm serious,' he says, his eyes piercing into Robin's. 'I actually met up with Nance last week and we talked a lot of things through. It was a good bit of closure for both of us. And she told me that she's been struggling to get you out of her mind over the last few weeks, as well, so...' He shrugs kind of awkwardly. 'You should go for it. Please.'
Robin stumbles forward to give him the tightest hug possible, burying her face in his shoulder as he grumbles something about her crushing his bones.
'Thank you,' she says. Then, she pulls back and takes a long moment to look at him, searching for something in his face.
'Are you absolutely sure about this?' she asks him.
She doesn't find any of the disastrously-bad-idea indicators that she's looking for; the only thing she sees on her best friend's face is a genuine smile.
'Hundred percent,' he says, as earnest as can get. 'C'mon, go say hi to her. I figure you'll wanna catch up with each other, go take that walk she wanted to take you on. We'll be waiting for you here while stuffing our faces with scones.'
Robin grins, then takes a deep, shaky breath in an attempt to calm her nerves. And with a salute towards both boys, she walks up to the girl who's still patiently watching over the fields.
'Hi.'
Nancy looks up. She's looking even prettier than Robin remembered, with a slight blush on her cheeks and long lashes framing those beautiful wide eyes of hers. And when she locks those eyes with Robin, a shy smile appears on her face.
'Hi,' she answers.
It feels awkward, to be standing there in front of her, and Robin doesn't really know what to do with the situation.
'I was supposed to meet a blind date here,' she says. It's a poor attempt at a joke, but it still manages to get a chuckle out of Nancy – a chuckle that makes Robin's heart stutter because of how genuinely delighted it sounds.
'Do you know her name, this time?' Nancy asks.
'No, the boys didn't bother to tell me. But apparently she wanted to take me for a walk. Romantic, right?'
Encouraged by Nancy's gorgeous smile, she stretches out her hand. And when Nancy takes it to pull herself up from the bench, every single thought in Robin's brain disappears. She automatically pulls back when Nancy is standing, but Nancy only tightens her grip and intertwines their fingers with each other. Despite the warm sunshine, her hand is cold against Robin's skin. But it's the good kind of cold. It sends a chill down her spine that makes her feel like something that has been slumbering inside of her for years is finally being woken up.
She lets Nancy guide her onto a path leading into the woods, and shoots a quick glance over her shoulder towards Steve and Eddie, who are still standing near the car and shamelessly staring at them with exactly zero subtlety. Robin gives them a tiny wave and Eddie winks at her.
'You're really lucky to have them as your friends,' says Nancy while they let the trees shield them from any probing gazes.
'Yeah, I know. Steve's like, super annoying sometimes, but he's also the most selfless person I know. That's why I was so afraid of hurting him, you know.'
Nancy squeezes her hand. 'Me, too,' she answers. 'I already hurt him so much.'
When Robin gazes down upon her, she sees this guilt-ridden look on her face; she wishes she could take that face in her hands and kiss that look away.
'It's not like you could help it, right?' she says quietly. Steve had talked about it often enough for her to know that it wouldn't be fair to blame Nancy for falling out of love with him. Those things were sad and painful, of course, but it wasn't exactly anyone's fault. Okay, maybe Nancy could've told him a bit more gracefully and not while she was drunk off her ass at some party without remembering anything of it the next day – but Steve even went as far as to claim that it made him a better person, in the end.
'Well.' Nancy flinches a little bit, her mind probably wandering to the same place as Robin's. 'Part of me thought I got exactly what I deserved when you told me we couldn't keep seeing each other.'
'Like some sort of punishment?' Robin asks.
'Yeah, I guess. I couldn't believe my ears when Steve reached out to me last week. But it was surprisingly good, to reconnect. And to actually talk about how shit went down between us. To properly leave it behind us.'
They keep walking in silence for a while, but it's not an uncomfortable one. It feels like with every step, they both get to direct their minds a bit further away from Steve and closer to themselves, to each other. To figure out together what this all means for them.
'So, what now?' Robin finally dares to ask.
There's a mischievous glimmer in Nancy's eyes when she looks up at Robin. It's a glimmer that Robin hasn't seen in there before, one that makes her breath catch, makes her heartbeat quicken, makes her want to do all sorts of things that'll ensure that it will never disappear.
'Well,' Nancy says, suddenly stopping in her tracks. 'We can either continue walking or skip right to the good part, now that we're here anyway.'
And that's all Robin needs to push Nancy against the nearest tree. She lets her hands wander over Nancy's slim waist, feels the touch burning under her palms, and then slowly leans down to press her lips against Nancy's.
Nancy’s lips are much warmer than her hands. They taste like mint and strawberry and they feel like coming home after a long day.
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1 month later
J POV
I can't stop thinking of Yoongi
He's on my mind all the time and it's driving me crazy
I keep thinking of the sex we had and how much I want him again
Not just the rough crazy sex
But the slow sex too
I've never had sex like that before where I could feel his every move, his every touch, his every kiss
I miss his kisses
It felt like making love but it couldn't have been
I look at the pictures of him all the time
And yeah while I look at his naked body, I mostly focus on his gorgeous face
I've watched the video I took of him eating me out too but it's mostly the pictures
Before he left, he showed me how to hide the pictures in a hidden folder so no one could see them if I lose my phone or someone takes it
But I think about more than the sex too
I daydream about him too
About sitting in his studio with him while he works on music
About walking next to him and holding his hand or him putting his arm around me
Of me kissing him every time I see him
Of us doing anything together- watching TV or a movie, going out to eat, napping together, just being together
And I realized I have feelings for Yoongi
I don't think it's love, not yet but I'm one hundred percent sure it could be
I want him
I want to be with him
I want to call him stupid couple names, see him smile at me, make him laugh, be in his arms all the time
Make him happy
But he shows zero interest in me like that
He acts like that night didn't happen and just went right back to being my best friend
He hasn't been calling me or texting me much in the last month
He keeps saying he's really busy because of the new album
I mean I get it but he's been busy before for albums and he's still made time for me
The only time I see him is when I'm doing his make up and we can't talk about anything then
But the way he's been acting, I can't say anything to him anyway
I can't handle the rejection again
It's just too much especially after Hobi
And I'm terrified of ruining our friendship
He's the only one who helped me get past the break up with Hobi
He's been there for me my whole life
I literally can't live without him
I know I said that about Hobi too but with Yoongi it's true
It's been us two since we were little
He's the only person who's been there for me for everything
I won't risk our friendship
So I just push my feelings away and act as normal as possible, even if it kills me
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"Done Kookie", I say when I finish his makeup, "Aww you look so pretty!"
He rolls his eyes, but smiles, "Yeah Jo, thanks"
"You're welcome", I smile back
He just laughs and gets up
Jungkook was my last member for today
I just have to hang around to touch the members makeup I did while they do the photo shoot
I grab the makeup belt and the small box kit I have, filling them with Jungkook, Namjoon and Jimin's makeup and brushes
"Uh Joanne?", I hear behind me
I turn around to see Hobi behind me
What does he want?
He's ignored me over the past six months, so why is he talking to me now?
"What?"
"Can I talk to you for a second?"
I sigh
I don't want to
I should tell him to fuck off
But I can't
He's my Hobi
My love
So I give in
"What do you want?"
"I want you back", he says softly
I blink
What?
He what?
Is he kidding?
Did I hear him right?
"Uh what?", I ask
He looks down, "Joanne I love you. I've missed you this entire time we've been apart. I want you back Jo. Please take me back"
I don't know what to feel
I know I'm angry though
After him doing who knows what all these months, now he wants me back?
"What happened? Your hair stylist didn't want you? You're done fucking around with other girls and now you want me back? It doesn't work that way Hoseok"
"I know Jo but I haven't been with anyone else. I was angry when you broke up with me and I held on to that for a long time. But I still couldn't bring myself to be with anyone else"
He was angry at me?
Is he for real?
"I broke up with you because you were blatantly flirting with other girls. In front of me!", I snap, "You told me to my face that you wished I wasn't your girlfriend. That you wished I was your hair stylist"
"I know-", he starts
"No you don't fucking know! You don't know how it feels to hear the person that you love more than anything in the world tell you they hate the way you are. That you wish I was someone else. That you have fun flirting with other girls, unlike me. Remember you said that?"
He nods, "I'm sorry Jo. I was angry and an idiot and I just said those things but I didn't mean them"
He didn't mean them?
He fucking crushed me with everything he said and he didn't mean them?
Is he fucking kidding me?
"You fucking killed me Hoseok. You ripped my heart out and you didn't even care. Why the fuck should I take you back? Give me a good reason why I should"
"I...I love you Jo. I do. And I'm so sorry. I promise I'll make everything up to you. I swear I won't flirt with anyone again. I won't even look at another girl. I swear. You're the only one I want. I'm sorry it took so long for me to come talk to you. I was angry at you and when I realized I was an idiot for feeling like that, I was too ashamed to talk to you. But I can't take not being with you anymore. Please aegi, give me another chance"
I don't know what to do
Everything just got so confusing
I have feelings for Yoongi
But this is Hobi
The love of my life
The one I still love
Right?
The one who hurt me the most
But Yoongi doesn't want me like that, he shows no interest
I can't just wait for him, hoping that one day he'll see me as more than his best friend
That may never happen
And Hobi is here asking me to take him back, telling me he loves me
I'm just confused but I need to answer Hobi
I think for a minute and decide to try again with him
"Fine Hobi. But this is your only chance. If you fuck up that's it. I'm never going to be with you again", I warn
He nods, "Ok"
"Ok", I agree
He comes to me, his lips on mine in a kiss
I kiss him back
But
The only thing in my head is how different it feels from Yoongi's kiss
And that Yoongi's is better
'Stop!', I scream at myself, pushing the thoughts of Yoongi out of my head
And when I do, I melt into Hobi
When he pulls away, he looks at me, smiling, "I love you"
"I love you too", I answer
He smiles and kisses me again
I have my Hobi back
So why do I still feel so confused?
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Yoongi POV
'Just ask her', I tell myself
I'm trying to psyche myself up to ask Joanne to be mine
I can't stop thinking about her
I mean it was always like that but now it's worse
She's on my mind every second
I hate that I had to be away from her for this whole month
Namjoon dropped that we need to start putting the songs together for the new album and he wanted to have at least everything in the first draft by the end of this month
I was so fucking annoyed because that meant that I had to stay at my studio working
I did the intro for this album
I had to compose the music then write lyrics for that and other songs, then put everything together
And I love doing it but it meant I had to be away from her just when things were starting to look hopeful for us
It also means more photo shoots, music videos and performances starting from today
I'm not going to have any time to see her unless she's doing my makeup
It sucked being away from her and anytime we were together it was with the guys and I had to act normal like nothing happened between us
I was always needed for something that took me away from her
She knows how busy I was and she supported me as always but I don't know if she was expecting anything after that night
I hope she was and I was going to ask her out but everything got so busy
But I can't wait anymore
Today is the first day I've seen her in a week and when she walked in I knew I couldn't wait anymore
Jungkook just came in so she should be coming soon
He was the last one she had to do makeup for
I glance up when Hobi comes in
And my heart drops to my feet
He's holding her hand
Why?
I watch in horror as he kisses her cheek
No no no
Why?
"I love you", he says to her
NO!
Oh my god are they back together?
Did I lose her to him?
Again?
No this isn't happening
She smiles weakly at him, "I uh love you too"
I can't do this
I can't
She should be with me
I can make her so happy
Why did I wait so long?
Did she want me but I took too long?
Does she think I don't want her so she went back with Hobi?
Or does she not feel anything like that for me at all?
I'm such an idiot
I should of said something the next day but I had to be a fucking chicken
I feel my heart breaking and it hurts so much
Hobi kisses her lips and she kisses him back
I can't watch this
I can't
I'm going to scream, I'm going to lose it
He smiles at her, then comes toward us
"Are you two back together?", Jungkook asks surprised
"Yeah"
"But you said-", Jungkook starts
I forgot that Jungkook was there when I was yelling at Hobi for hurting her
"I know what I said and I was an asshole. I didn't mean any of it. I was angry and hurt she left me and I said stupid things. She's giving me another chance and I'm not going to fuck up this time", he answers
I can't fucking believe this
This is bullshit
And the worst part is that it's my fault for not saying anything sooner
It's my fault
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During the break we get, I walk straight to her
I need to talk to her
I don't know what I'm going to say
But I need to know why she took him back
Why she doesn't want me
"Hey Jo", I say, forcing my voice to stay steady
"Oh hi Yoongi"
I go straight to the point
"You're with Hobi again?"
"Oh uh yeah"
"Why?"
She blinks, "What?"
"Why did you go back to him? You said he hurt you a lot and you were miserable for awhile.", I press
I need to know
Why can't she love me?
What's wrong with me?
Why doesn't she want me?
"I....I know", she answers, "He uh apologized and promised he'd never flirt with anyone again. He asked for another chance. And I didn't have a reason to not give him one"
What does that mean?
That doesn't sound like someone who wants to be with the other person
"Do you still love him?"
"I uh yea", she answers
That doesn't sound convincing
"I just want to give him another chance. Maybe it can be the way it used to be with him"
Is that what she wants?
This is killing me
But it's worse than before because we were together
And not just sex
She kissed me, she held me, she wanted me to stay with her
She called me baby, naekkeo and her Yoongi and let me call her jagi
Was I an idiot in thinking that meant anything?
But I felt it all night and day
It felt like she had the same feelings for me that I have for her
I felt it in the way she touched my face, the way she looked at me, the way she ran her fingers in my hair, the way she snuggled close to me, the way she held my hand
The way she kissed my arms, held my hand against her, the whole way she was with me the last time we were together
When we went slow
We fell asleep after that and I slept the whole night in her arms
She held on tightly to me all night
And she didn't want me to leave the next morning but I had to work on the songs
Was I imagining things?
No I wasn't
But does it really matter now?
She's with Hobi now so nothing I felt, nothing she felt matters anymore
And I can't tell her how I feel now
I'm not an asshole
I would never break anyone up
And like I always said, her happiness means so much more than my feelings
If she wants Hobi, I'm not going to stand in the way
I just wish it didn't hurt as much as it does right now
Like my heart is being ripped from my chest
"Well, I'm just making sure that's what you want. You're my best friend and I want you to be happy"
It's killing me to call her my best friend
I love her so much it hurts
But she doesn't love me
"Uh yeah Yoongi. It's what I want"
I nod
"I uh, I gotta go. Bathroom", I say and walk away from her
Once I get to the bathroom, I lock the door and I just break down
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J POV
I watch Yoongi walk away and I have the overwhelming urge to run to him
To hug him and kiss him and tell him I want him
But even now he acted like he didn't care
He called me his best friend and it hurt so much more than I thought it would
I know I didn't sound sure when I answered his questions about wanting to be with Hobi
Because Yoongi makes me question my decision
If he said anything right now, I know I'd break up with Hobi and be with him
My feelings are stronger than I thought
And why am I questioning my feelings for Hobi?
I love him
I know the difference between love and the feelings I have for Yoongi
I know I don't love Yoongi....right?
No, I don't
It hasn't moved to that yet
But he doesn't want me
He didn't say anything during this month
He could of texted me, said anything anyway he wanted to
But he didn't
He just wanted sex, I guess
It's just the way he was with me, the things he said
The way he kissed me, touched me, held me tightly to him, during sex and all during the night
I've never slept so well as I did in his arms
I always toss and turn all night, waking up dozens of time
But with him, I slept through the whole night in his arms
I've never felt so safe as I did with him
I never felt so.....wanted....
And I thought he felt the same way I did
I guess not
I have to get over this
Yoongi doesn't see me like that but Hobi does
And Hobi's been my everything for so long
I told him I'd give him another chance and I need to focus on that
I can't be thinking about Yoongi anymore
I have to push it away if it's going to work with Hobi
Even though I'm not sure if I want it to work with Hobi
I just don't know
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After the photo shoot, Hobi comes over to me, pulling me to him in a hug
I hug him but for some reason I feel uncomfortable
Especially with Yoongi watching
Hobi kisses my forehead, then asks, "Do you wanna do something aegi?"
When he calls me aegi, I just think of Yoongi calling me jagi
And I fucking want it so much
'Stop it'
"Yeah ok. You can come over", I tell him
There's no way I'm going to the dorm
I can't be around both of them
"Yeah baby. I'm gonna change and we can go ok?"
I just nod
He walks away from the set to change
I feel eyes on me and when I look I find Yoongi, staring at me
He averts his eyes when I look at him
He looks sad and upset
I'm just about to go over to him to ask what's wrong when he turns from me and walks away
It hurts but there's nothing I can do about it
"Ready aegi?", Hobi asks coming back to me
I nod
I guess
He takes my hand and leads me out of the building to my car
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I hate how uncomfortable I am
Hobi and I are watching tv in my apartment
We got food and ate then decided to watch something
But I can't get comfortable
His arm is around me and I'm leaning against him but my body won't relax
I'm just tense
It feels like when we first got together and we didn't know how to act around each other
Except this time it's only me
He's comfortable
To him we're back together, picking up where we left off
But not me
I don't know if I should tell him about Yoongi
I mean it shouldn't matter, we weren't together and it's not his business
And he'd probably get angry
No I'm not going to tell him about Yoongi
"You ok aegi?", Hobi asks
Shit, did he notice something
"Yeah. I'm just really tired. I didn't sleep much last night", I lie
Well it isn't so much of a lie
I spent last night the same way I spent every night the last month
Wanting Yoongi
Debating whether I should tell him my feelings for him
Deciding not to do that
Then question that decision and it starts all over again
It drove me crazy
But I guess I won't have those thoughts anymore?
I don't know
"You wanna go lay down?"
I don't know if that's a good idea
But it's not weird for him to ask that
We used to lay down all the time
'Stop. Be normal', I yell at myself
"Yeah ok"
He shuts the TV off, "Come on baby"
He takes my hand and we go to my room
I change into my PJs and he asks if I still have his clothes here
Which I do
I never threw them out or moved them
"Yeah Hobi. They're where they always are"
He nods, gets a shirt and pants, changing
We get into bed and he pulls me to him, holding me in his arms
And it just reminds me of when Yoongi was here, holding me all night
And how different it is to be in Hobi's arms from Yoongi's
And it's horrible, but I want Yoongi
I want him here, holding me against him, giving me soft kisses, playing with my hair
I need to stop
Yoongi doesn't want me like that
Hobi starts playing with my hair and I just focus on that and close my eyes, hoping I fall asleep quickly
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Yoongi POV
I'm fucking dying
Every fucking day
When I see her, my heart breaks
When I see her and him, I die a little more inside and I get extremely jealous
When he's not at the dorm, I know he's with her and I'm angry and unbelievably sad
When I'm alone, all I think about is her
All I want is to be in her arms, feeling her against me, feeling her soft touches, the way she ran her hands up and down my back
The way all she wanted was for me to kiss her
I don't look at the naked pictures or the video anymore
I look at the other pictures I have of her, the normal ones where she's making faces at me or smiling or a selfie of us
The ones we took through our years as best friends
And I fucking miss her
Those pictures make me miss her so much
Not just because I love her but because she's my best friend
I haven't texted her as much since she got back with Hobi weeks ago
And she hasn't texted me
I miss talking to her, joking around with her, making her laugh
She still does my makeup but it's like we're strangers trying to find something to talk about
So instead I just look at her beautiful face, imagining kissing her again
We have practice and Hobi said she's coming
That means another day where I have to watch them together
I'm already ready for this day to be over
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"Come on aegi", I hear Hobi call her
They haven't even gotten in the room yet and I'm already pissed off
They weren't here when we got here
They're late
And all I remember is when I was late to practice and the reason why
To just think that it's the same reason why they're late now...I can't
I have to stop thinking about it
Hobi comes in first with her following, his hand gripping hers
My eyes land on her like they always do and like always she takes my breath away
I know she likes wearing eye makeup and she's beautiful when she does wear it, but naturally she's fucking gorgeous too
And now she looks tired, she's yawning, her hair is in a messy bun thing, no make up and she has on sweatpants, a t-shirt and her favorite nikes and she's never looked more stunning
This is her, the real her, the way she always is when she's relaxed and comfortable
She's drop dead gorgeous and she has no fucking idea
"You're late", Namjoon says flatly
"Yeah, someone didn't want to wake up", Hobi answers
She sticks her tongue out at him
"C'mon Jo, you didn't. It took me an hour to get you up and another half hour to get you to change"
"I'm tired. And cranky"
"Yeah aegi, I know", he says, pulling her to him and kissing the top of her head
I avert my eyes
But I do wonder, if she was that tired then why didn't he just let her sleep?
She could of came to another practice
He didn't need to drag her here
"We need to start", Jimin reminds him
"Yeah ok"
He leads her to the chairs and she plops down
God she's fucking adorable
He kisses her cheek and she whines
"C'mon sleepy baby. It's ok"
She pouts and he laughs while I can't get over how cute she is
"So cranky", he smiles
She gives him a tired smile, then he comes back to us
"Are you ready?", Tae asks pointedly
"Yes", he snaps
I get into my place for "On"
The music starts and I start the choreography
I'm so not into it, but I force myself to dance
We have to do the dance video within a month and this is only the second time we're practicing after we learned the choreography
My eyes keep going to her
And every time, I'm surprised to see her watching me, biting her lip
God I love that habit
I miss seeing it
But whenever our eyes meet, she averts her, looking right at Hobi
And it hurts a lot more than I thought it would
Practice goes on and I try my hardest not to look at her
I don't want to be hurt every time she looks away
After awhile I can't help it and glance at her
She's falling asleep, her eyes fluttering as she sways
I'm afraid she's going to fall off the chair
She really shouldn't be here
She should be asleep in her bed
He should of left her alone
But seeing her fall asleep reminds me of when I was late to practice
What happened before that
When she asked me to stay
"Can you stay until you have to go? I want you to stay with me"
That was the best thing I ever heard since the night before when she asked me to stay the night
She kissed me then cuddled right into me, falling asleep
I remember being so fucking happy before I fell asleep
And now I'm not
I'm miserable without her
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I walk over to her when we get a break
Hobi went to get food for her
"Hey Jo", I say, sitting next to her
She looks at me and smiles tiredly, my breath catching in my throat
"Hi Yoongi"
"You're really tired huh?"
She nods, "I uh couldn't sleep last night. Tossing and turning. Probably because I took a five hour nap in the middle of the day"
I chuckle, "Yeah that'll do it"
"Yeah"
I can't help but wonder if it was me next to her, my arms around her, would she still be tossing and turning even with a five hour nap?
Or would she be fine, fast asleep?
It hurts to think about so I push it out of my head
Silence falls between us and I hate it
I hate how we've become
"So uh how's things with Hobi?"
I don't want to know, but I think it's something I would of asked before we were together
"Oh uh it's ok. I'm still getting used to it. To him being back"
"Oh?"
She hasn't gotten used to him again?
Why not?
It's been a few weeks
"Yeah uh, I got used to being alone, doing what I wanted without having to talk to someone else. And honestly I don't completely trust him yet"
Oh
Well I'm glad she doesn't trust him
Well blindly trust him
And I'm not just saying that because I love her
Her hurt her a lot, he needs to make it up to her and work for her trust
And I can't help but think that she trusts me
She would never have a reason to not trust me
I would never give her a reason not to
Because I wouldn't be that stupid
"Well I guess it'll take time"
"Yea", she agrees
She's silent for a second
Then she says, "I miss you Yoongi"
My head snaps to her
I hope she's being serious
"I miss you too Jo"
"I....I don't like how it is between us. Like we don't know each other. I miss my best friend"
My heart deflates a little but I understand
I miss my best friend too
"I know. I miss hanging out with you, talking to you"
"Is...is it because of Hobi? That it's like this?"
Yes
One hundred percent
But I can't say that
"I don't know. Maybe. I know he hurt you and it bothers me that he did"
"Thanks Yoongi, but I can handle it. I just want you back"
"I never left you Jo. I'm still here. Whenever you need me, I'll always be here for you"
I love her so much, I'll always stay by her side no matter what
"I hope you know I'll always be here for you Yoongi"
I nod
I know
She's proved that a hundred times over
Since we were kids
I don't know where I'd be without her
And I never want to find out
"Aegi!", Hobi calls, coming into the room, to us, "I got food"
My body stiffens hearing him call her
"Ok Hobi. Thanks"
He sits in the chair next to her and hands her a container
This is my cue to leave
I don't want to see him all over her
"I'm gonna go get something to eat. I'll see you later", I wave and walk away
"Bye Yoongi", I hear her say quietly
Hearing her makes me want to turn around and run to her, tell her I love her, get her back
Instead I deal with the pangs in my chest and force myself to leave the room
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JJK Playlists: Yuji | Geto | Toji | Gojo
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Tired As Hell (Itadori Yuji Playlist)
Somehow Yuji's playlist ended up hurting my heart, but maybe that's just because I know the context. Manga SPOILERS ahead.
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1. Heart ni Hi wo Tsukete ("Light a Fire in Your Heart") - 9mm Parabellum Bullet
Chosen by Gege Akutami. Oof, sounds like being trapped with Sukuna.
So light it aflame, light my heart aflame, so this'll never disappear again. Burn the loneliness, burn the secrets, won't they turn to ash, won't they turn to ash, see? You and I are stuck to each other, bound tightly together, we just simply can't be alone. You and I are stuck to each other, lying to each other, two tongues tangling up, deeper into the night.
2. Remember the Name - Fort Minor
First and foremost, Yuji is a kickass shonen protag.
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name
3. Cursed - Codeko
Always feeling like I'm different Is there a cure for my condition, can't find one Cause I'm cursed Yeah I'm cursed [...]
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I've learned to laugh at myself, But I'm getting tired as hell, I'm bad at asking for help, even when I need it Every day, it goes the same, Feels like, I can't catch a break I'll try again tomorrow
4. lies - Sion
Getting a mix of Sukuna toying with Yuji even while Yuji is just. suffering.
Tell me a lie I can believe 'Cause everything you say right now seems like gibberish to me (la, la)
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Are you afraid that I would harm you if you tell me you would leave Na-na-na oh, leave, na-na-na Tell me a lie for my relief Could you stop being ruthless stepping right onto my deepest points?
5. Bring Me to Life x Just the Two of Us - The Gregory Brothers
A mashup that gives Evanescence a nice upbeat fluttery feeling. (Mashup is not available on Spotify so it's pure angst on the Spotify playlist.)
(Wake me up) wake me up inside (I can't wake up) wake me up inside (Save me) call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) before I come undone (Save me) save me from the nothing I've become
6. Itadori - roseboi
7. New Invention (feat. Tessa Violet) - IDKHOW
Kenjaku made Yuji after all.
The girl is like an architect And I am just a new invention I am just a new invention I am just a new invention You've got to choose between your faces Feels like you're running out of holy places And now the room is getting quiet (shh) Oh, what a shame Nobody taught you how to read and riot Oh, bless my soul I'm losing control
8. bury a friend - Billie Eilish
Shibuya arc இ௰இ
Step on the glass, staple your tongue (Ahh) Bury a friend, try to wake up (Ahh-ha) Cannibal class, killin' the son (Ahh) Bury a friend, I wanna end me I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna end me I wanna, I wanna, I wanna– What do you want from me? Why don't you run from me? What are you wondering? What do you know? Why aren't you scared of me? Why do you care for me? When we all fall asleep, where do we go?
9. Strawberry Fields Forever - Jim Sturgess
When Yuji regains consciousness after Sukuna wrecked Shibuya.
Let me take you down 'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Strawberry Fields forever
10. Happy Endings (feat. iann dior and UPSAHL) - Mike Shinoda
Did Yuji's grandpa put a curse on him? Why'd he get a hero complex? ┗( T﹏T )┛
Hey, at least in my mind I'm feelin' like I'm the hero that saves me There, I hold my head high Get everything right Delusional maybe If I'm pretending, why not write happy endings? Where I'm better than we both know I could be, oh Still, at least in my mind I'm feelin' like I'm the hero that saves me
11. overwhelmed - Royal & the Serpent
I say this playlist came out more angsty than I expected. It's all because of Yuji's subtle self-loathing post-Shibuya I've been picking at here.
I get overwhelmed so easily My anxiety creeps inside of me Makes it hard to breathe What's come over me? Feels like I'm somebody else
12. Would Look Perfect (feat. Rxseboy) - Powfu
Yuji, prone to loneliness. Despite Yuji being Yuji, a warm extrovert, ride or die friend, he doesn't appear to have really fit in back home?
See you with your friend group, lonely like I always am Gave a silent wave but, I don't think you noticed it Thinkin' of what happened as I continue my walk I grew up in this town, but somehow I'm feelin' lost Wishin' I was cool, why does everybody fit in?
13. XO Tour Lif3 - Lil Uzi Vert
All my friends are dead, push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yuh, push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yuh, all my friends are dead, yuh
14. Fight Again - Chica, Hiroaki Tsutsumi
JJK season 1 OST
15. Occult Phenomenon - Paranom, Aztech, Hiroaki Tsutsumi
JJK season 1 OST
16. Your Battle Is My Battle - Chica, Hiroaki Tsutsumi
JJK season 1 OST
17. Learn The Lesson - Kasper, Aztech, Hiroaki Tsutsumi
JJK season 1 OST
18. Kimi wa Dekinai Ko ("You're a Useless Child") - Kikuo
Yuji to himself.
You are a useless, useless useless child The most useless child in the whole world
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La la la Monster, ghost, invisible human A vase, an urinal, being truant With a dry mouth, under your breath You utter slander Let's listen to the monotone squeal Yet months and days pass and pass You're a child with not enough time nor brains Now it's too late, you're mentally retarded You cute child, good child, you belong to me
19. Boys Will Be Bugs - Cavetown
Back before he realized he was just a cog, Yuji was the typical teenage boy.
I'm a dumb teen boy I eat sticks and rocks and mud I don't care about the government And I really need a hug I feel stupid (stupid), ugly (ugly) Pretend it doesn't bother me I'm not very strong, but I'll fuck you up if you're mean to bugs
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Just turned 14 And I think this year I'm gonna be mean Just turned 14 And I think I know everything Just turned 14 And I think this year I'm gonna be mean Just turned 14 And I think the world revolves around me Don't mess with me, I'm a big boy now, and I'm very scary I punch my walls, stay out at night, and I do karate
20. Two Face - Jack Daniels
A little more literal with Sukuna.
Lately, I've been talking with a ghost He tells me all the places I should go He makes me paint my face so that I know That I'm not the only person in my soul He tells me that a monster lives inside And when it gets too angry I should hide 'Cause if I were to try to pick a fight I would barely stand a chance and I'd die
21. Nosedive - BoyWithUke
I was thinking of Nanami at first, but the vibe was more from a young adult. Well, Yuji's bound to have picked up some things from him.
We're all grown up, we're all so lost Nothin' has prepped us for this life It's like we don't know why Nosediving from the high
22. idtwcbf (friends) - BoyWithUke
Regrets on Megumi, what happened, etc. There's also an asura/mythological vibe I'm digging.
I just wanna stop, had enough, out of love and out of luck I don't wanna give a fuck about my feels, dulls enough Emotionally uninvested, resting for the day to come Try my hardest not to run away from everything I've done But I'm looking back, ignoring facts I see two moon, but walk six paths Inside my head, I'm going mad for you (Oh, oh)
23. A Better Son/Daughter - Rilo Kiley
Yuji, his feelings, and his mom.
Sometimes in the morning, I am petrified and can't move Awake, but cannot open my eyes And the weight is crushing down on my lungs, I know I can't breathe And hope someone will save me this time And your mother's still calling you insane and high Swearing it's different this time And you tell her to give in to the demons that possess her And that God never blessed her insides Then you hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things Crawl back into bed to dream of a time When your heart was open wide, and you loved things just because Like the sick and the dying
24. Hope - XXXTENTACION
Tired but hopeful.
Said I wanna die, yuh No, I'm not alright, yuh I might start a riot I'm so fuckin' tired, yuh So what's up? What you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great Tired of the fuckin' hate Stackin' cheese all on my plate So outside of my misery, I think I'll find A way of envisioning a better life For the rest of us, the rest of us There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us
25. Shake It Off - Taylor Swift
Wasn't sure to include this. Honestly, you can't forget that even after all the misery Yuji goes through, in the end he pushes through with his unrelenting ability to shake it off.
But I keep cruisin' Can't stop, won't stop groovin' It's like I got this music in my mind Sayin' it's gonna be alright
26. Stressed Out - Twenty One Pilots
Ugh, that scene where the first-year trio is just hanging out and Nobara spills coffee on Gojo's shirt-- then the hard cut to Nobara dead is devastating EVERY TIME.
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our mama sang us to sleep
But now we're stressed out (oh)
27. SAD (Clap Your Hands) - Young Rising Sons
Continuing on a more upbeat tune. Todo coming to Yuji's help in Shibuya.
If you're sad and you know it And you don't want to show it Clap your hands If you are sad, that's okay You can clap it all away Just clap your hands Come clap your hands We're all a little sad
28. mercy - KING MALA
Aaand back to the self-hatred. Because things just got worse post-Shibuya.
I've been getting so tired Starting so many fires I always find a way to burn Now I'm begging for mercy From everyone that I've wronged I've done more harm than I thought
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I'm begging mercy Is there any good inside of me?
29. Antarctica - $uicideboy$
With blood and whatever Drag you outside, let you rot in the weather I don't think I can explain any better I'm $carecrow the Terror I live for the lesser, my birth was an error I am the lord of loneliness I'll hold my breath, just spoke with death He said he hopes for the best Told him I'm roping my neck Then I woke up choking from the hole in my chest
30. It's Alright - Mother Mother
It's hard to pick out just a few sections of the song, so really the whole thing is just... perfect for Yuji. I can imagine the scene post Higuruma vs. Yuji trial.
It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay You're not a monster, just a human And you made a few mistakes It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay You're not gruesome, just human And you made a few mistakes It's alright Ooh, it's okay Ooh, it's alright, oh Goddamn I throw a brick right through the window My life ignored the signals I'm high and drunk on ego, can't see straight So I just feel my way around and I'm touching and I'm grabbing Everything I can't be havin' I am broken down in shame
31. Kaibutsu ("Monster") - YOASOBI
Wanting to be stronger and not succumbing to darker feelings.
Over and over again, I sink my teeth Into my weak self Because in this world riddled with mistakes I want to make sure you can smile I don't want to lose anyone anymore And that's why I want to get stronger, even stronger So that I can stay myself I just want to protect you - and that's why I'm running, running, running So that I can overcome the "me" inside myself
32. Kaikai Kitan - Eve
The very first JJK OP. Yuji-coded.
Can't you see I'm a mess? This is the current, pathetic me Just a dead corpse that achieved nothing, go on and ridicule me Yet I quit just running away from everything before my eyes Repeatedly depicting the fantasy in my mind Go to the far side of your imagination Exorcise the darkness, exorcise the darkness Once the veil of darkness descends, that's our cue After the tit-for-tat, leave all the circular battle front line And such nonsense away Don't stop yet, it hasn't ended yet To search more keenly than anyone else for the truth bred in the streets Now only imagine my future being cursed with a curse Running and falling I'll embrace this pain that won't disappear The world is quietly waiting For this moment
33. Itsuka Dokoka de (Someday, Somewhere) - KUCHIRORO
Second song chosen by Akutami. Long, winding, and whimsical. Not available on Spotify.
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larabiatasstuff · 6 months
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Part two 🖤
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It would be difficult. Your whole relationship is difficult. His job doesn't allow you both to have much time together but you know he does his best to make it up to you. Sometimes he's gone for weeks and he can't always promise you to be home when he promises but you can handle that. He's the love of your life and you couldn't imagine spending your life someone else. You have much time to think about your future with him and when he comes home one night, you're waiting for him in the living room. As soon as he enters the living room he starts panicking. He's kneeling before you holding your hands, telling you how sorry he is that he left you waiting again. And you're just looking deep in his eyes and say "I want a baby." he would be frozen in place asking you to repeat yourself cause he can't believe what you said, that you really want to start a family with him and he's asking over and over again if you're absolutely sure that you want to have a child with someone like him. You would gently take his face in your hands saying " I'm a hundred percent sure about that. I want a baby with you Brandon Miller." and that would be the point where he starts crying tears of happiness, kissing you with so much love completely overwhelmed with emotions. And he'd promise that he talks to his boss to take a step back because he's about to start a family.
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You both were best friends, you grew up together trained together until you both fell deeply in love with each other. You traveled the lands with him and his army and you thought you couldn't be happier until one day you were passing a small village and two young boys were picking on a little girl taking away her doll. Tal wouldn't hesitate to put these boys in place giving the little girl her doll back, comforting her until her tears were dried. This was the moment you knew you want a child with him. You'd set up your camp at a nearby river and when you have a quiet moment just to yourself you tell him how sweet he was with the little girl and if he ever thought about having a child on your own. He'd reveal to you that he thinks about that very often and tells you how excited he is to be a father one day so you just say "Why waiting?" and his face would light up. He immediately make plans, training someone as his assistant so he doesn't have to travel that much anymore, turning the abandoned cabin in the forest, where you used to play as children, into a home for your little family and how he would start building a cradle and everything the little one needs.
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He loves and adores you more than he could even explain. He knows how many sacrifices you have to make just to spend some time with him but it always seems that you don't mind. He sometimes doubts that he is enough for you, that you would deserve someone better than him, someone who is able to spend the days with you but you always come back to him. When you're sitting in your chambers at night Jan reading one of his favorite books to you, your mind starts wandering. Of course he notices that you're not listening anymore. "What is bothering you my treasure? You seem a little bit distracted." "What do think about having a baby?" you'd ask. "A baby? You mean you and me?" "Yes, I think I'm ready to start a family with you Jan." he would be completely overwhelmed, you the love of his life, a human who turns her days into nights for just him, wants to have a child. He would need a bit time to process but at least he would be more than willing to be the father of your child and start a family with you.
Part one here 🖤
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kaiunkaiku · 24 days
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bnha hurt/comfort alphabet challenge (i know, new content, i'm shocked too), letter w: worry
fandom: bnha
summary: in which hizashi comes home to a scared little girl and a hurting husband.
warnings: angst, chronic pain, hero life bullshit
happy reading, please enjoy!
Hizashi has just introduced the next song – Toxic, because he feels like being a stereotypical Americanized gay man tonight, and it’s his show – when his phone buzzes in his pocket. He frowns as he pulls it out and pushes himself away from his equipment with a kick to the table. It’s late so the kids should be sleeping, and Shouta is at work, and no one else has any reason to call him while he’s on air. So to say he’s a little confused would be a bit of an understatement. 
That confusion morphs into concern as soon as he takes a look at the caller ID; Hitoshi should be either asleep or studying for that first aid course he's taking, or perhaps training though Hizashi hopes he isn’t – his ribs are still healing from a mission last week –, so for him to be calling has Hizashi immediately afraid that something is wrong with Eri. Hitoshi isn’t really one for phone calls in the first place, preferring texting much like Shouta does, and therefore Hizashi thinks he’s fairly justified in his worry. 
He makes sure his microphone is off, and taps the screen to accept the call. 
“Hey there,” he greets, trying to keep the concern from his voice. He’s pretty sure he doesn’t really succeed. 
It turns out not to matter, though, because evidently all his worry is totally and completely one hundred percent warranted. 
“Hi,” Hitoshi starts, and Hizashi can immediately tell that something is wrong even before Hitoshi says anything else – his tone is tight, distress easily identifiable through the phone even though he’s obviously trying to conceal it. “Sorry, I know Hands Up isn’t over yet, but can you come home?” and Hizashi does not need to be told twice. His heart throws itself against his ribcage and he’s reaching for his backup song list before he even realizes he’s doing it.
“I can absolutely do that, why, what’s wrong? Is Eri okay? Are you okay? The cats?” he lists, frantic enough that he can recognize it in his voice and under his skin. He spots a notebook and shoves it into his bag. 
“What? Yeah, I’m fine, the cats are fine, Eri is, well, she’s upset but I think I have a handle on that? I put her on a video call with Denki, should distract her for a while,” Hitoshi explains, but the tension in his voice hasn’t gone anywhere. Hizashi thinks the words should make him less anxious, but somehow the dread pooling in his stomach just expands. 
“What’s going on, then? Wait, why is Eri upset? Did something happen?” Hizashi presses on his way out of his studio as he flags down his assistant and hands them his work iPad with the playlist pulled up. They raise a brow, questioning, but take the offered device. Family emergency, Hizashi mouths, gesturing at his phone, and they nod in understanding before turning towards his studio. It always sucks when he can't do song requests through the night, but that's why the backup list exists, and there's a prerecorded apology that's usually played when he has to take off.
“It’s, uh. Dad came home about fifteen minutes ago.” 
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Hey, congrats on 1.5 k! I'd like an OC matchup for Court of Darkness pls. I'm genuinely curious about who you'll match her up with. It's ok if you don't want to also
(sees an ithseem oc, paired with court of darkness...gets instantly excited)
I match you with Toa Qelsum.
Here me out!
Secret sweetheart, who is secretly or not so secretly touch starved? Girl who is the sweetest kindest soul in existence? A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN?
We all know Toa loves sweets, right? Honestly, he probably falls for her one day when she gifts him some extra cookies she baked. He's like, what is this warm feeling in my chest? And after that, it's over for him. Once they're together,  he'll just appear nearby whenever she's baking. Is one hundred percent ready to fund her dream bakery because he's just so God damn proud.
Both of them are honest with each other. Unless Toa is trying to get a treat He just has no time for dishonesty or mincing his words, and Joanne hates dishonesty. And it works. If there are disagreements they are able to resolve it quickly. If there's something either of them doesn't like, it is brought out into the open.
Toa's family is…cold…to say the least. Naturally, even though Joanne has worked hard to overcome her insecurities, it won't be hard for them to come back up around those assholes (derogatory). But Toa, who has to deal with his own insecurities around them, won't put up with it when it comes to her. If something comes up verbally, he'll cut them down in a way only Toa can. To combat the nonverbal attacks, he spends all his time making sure she can't feel unloved.
Feeding into this, go ahead. Tell him the outfits you want. He can get it made. He's more than happy to help her get clothes that she likes, that fit the way she wants, and that make her feel comfortable. Dating her has turned him into a bit of a sugar daddy, he can't help it. As long as every once in a while, she lets him design something for her. He is sure she'll like it, especially since he has become so acquainted with her personal tastes.
"I thought you said you were busy, dear," Joanne said with a laugh. She was baking in the dorm kitchen, and didn't so much see her boyfriend, as feel him show up. 
Toa emerged from the shadows, a light smile on his face.
"I finished early," he said, subtly putting the paperwork that he had brought with him behind his back. 
"Hm," she hummed, "well the cake will be finished in an hour."
He nodded, before sitting in a chair and working on the papers that he didn't deem worth hiding anymore.
Or he intended to, but as Joanne went around the kitchen cleaning up after herself, he found himself looking less and less at the papers, and more and more at her. Pretty soon, he was just unapologetically watching her. 
Joanne blushed when she noticed. 
"What are you staring at?"
"You. You look quite lovely today," he said simply, making her blush even more.
"Toa, you can't just say things like that," she laughed, and he smirked.
"Oh? Is my affection too much for you?" He stood up, wrapping his arms around her and directing her face to meet his gaze.
"N-no," she said, pulling away at the last second, causing Toa's eyes to widen as she imitated his smirk from earlier.
"I have to check on the cake," she shrugged innocently.
Toa shook his head and returned to his seat, realizing he could only get cake if he was a good boy. He could, and would, tease her later. Rest assured.
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Oh, dear. He's gone and found himself an apron now, too, and a chef's hat, just to make it all feel more... OFFICIAL. " Starting now... " He tells Yuri, excitement practically oozing from his tone as he shuffled about the kitchen area, pulling out items and ingredients that most certainly did not go together in a dish, " ... I will see to all of your meals! I understand we are both busy with our separate affairs, but this is the least I can do after everything that's happened. I'll even take requests, so go ahead! Give me some ideas, Yuri; maybe even your favorite dish of all time? "
Somehow, there's already a random fire in the bowl of water he'd set aside, and something that looks akin to roadkill on the counter beside it. Still, that smile is ever bright, and were he to glow anymore radiantly, the good townsfolk may mistake HIM for the sun itself. // I'm so sorry, I had to. He just... wants to do SO much for Yuri, even if he doesn't realize he's causing him more trouble. XD
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Oh no. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no.
There is so much going on here. There is a happy Flynn, a Flynn that wants to cook all his meals, he's taking suggestions but has already started something, that something is on fire - wait, he has water on fire?!, and Yuri knows he has made a mistake that he can never take back because he will not tell Flynn to stop.
Okay okay okay he can... salvage this. Somewhat. Remotely. Mildly. Possibly. If he's lucky. Which he's usually not.
What does Flynn like, what does Flynn like...
Pork miso soup. Got it.
"Well first of all, since you're cooking, why don't we focus on something you like? Second, therefore, I'm saying pork miso soup. If you want something I like, we'll make mabo curry next time." Yes - we. He cannot be left alone like this.
"Third..." Yuri carefully grabs the bowl of fire-water and dumps it into the sink. "We need a free bowl, not one that's on fire." And... oh god, what are some of these garnishes? Did he just pick at random?! Without even having a plan on what to make?! What was he going to do, just throw something together and hope it worked out?!
Okay okay okay... Deep breaths. He's gonna do this and Flynn is gonna stay happy.
"Fourth! After everything that's happened, it's better to spend time with me, right? Instead of cooking on your own? Without my help? Right? Great, because I want to spend time with you too." He feels bad saying it right now like this because it is one hundred percent to curb disaster, but at least it's... true? Like, it is true, it's just... not the situation he would have preferred to say it in!
So the first thing he does is sort through the seasonings until all that's left will match how the pork miso soup should end up tasting. If Flynn is still hiding something in that apron pocket, Yuri has decided he cannot possibly be responsible for it going that far.
They should probably have rice with the soup too... Flynn... Flynn can do that, right? He can make rice at least, right...? "Can you... get the rice? And work on cooking that? Then cut the pork thin when you're done? I'll get the vegetables." He is very resolute that he is getting the vegetables that will be going into this food. That way, even if Flynn cooks the vegetables into the soup, he can't decide on something wholly unfitting in the first place.
"You want the food to be really good, right? So wouldn't it be even better if we both made it?" God he feels so bad manipulating the situation like this, but god, his ways are limited...
So, what, he makes his food with love, so he said to everyone else once... and now he makes food with Flynn? So, what, he makes his food with love and Fly-- He's going to stop thinking about this now!
"That's my idea, Flynn. We make it together and start with one of your favorites today and worry about mine another day. You still get to cook, you get to do it with me, and then we'll have everyone eat it later." Damn. He really needs to stop subjected everyone else to it. But... the more people that eat it, the happier Flynn will be, right...?
Right. He's doing this for Flynn's happiness and everyone's survival. After all, Flynn is always so busy now as commandant... Yuri can't just... take away one of the few things... he gets to do... that makes him happy... right...? He shines even brighter when he's cooking than when he's wielding a sword... Can't... take that... away from him...
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