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tamurilofrivendell · 1 year

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Beauty and the Beast | Chapter 36

Previous Chapters [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35] Read on AO3 [x]

Pairing: Thranduil/Fem. Reader Summary: A Beauty and the Beast inspired tale with Thranduil the Elvenking and a human reader from a nearby village Taglist: @captainchrisstan @rebleforkicks @yjrevolution @majahu @honey-wine @accio-boys @achromaticerebus @solomonssimp @tired-ass-show-girl @dreamlessnight @daddy-long-legolas @sleepyamygdala @coopsgirl @penguinlovestowrite @midsommar-nights @whore-of-many-hot-men @elvyshiarieko

note: We've finally reached the end and it's so sad because I did very much love writing this story, I almost don't want to leave these two behind!! I read and appreciated each and every one of your comments on this, so thank you so much!

“Slow down!” You laughed, tugging Thranduil’s hand as he pulled you along behind him. “I keep treading on my dress!”

Thranduil chuckled. “Is my bride so drunk on wine that she can no longer walk properly?” He teased.

You shot him a withering look, though your heart quickened at the loving expression on his face as he looked at you. He looked quite drunk himself but you knew it was not the wine that did it.

The two of you had slipped out of the banquet hall early, making your escape so you could be alone. You had not complained as Thranduil had dragged you from the room and up the stairs to the Queen’s chambers. You would always think of this as the queen’s rooms, though you knew that you were technically King Thranduil’s ‘new Queen’ (especially to those outside the realm). However, you did not wish that role upon yourself in any other way than by some vague reference and he did not seem to care. She was the queen and you had no desire to take her place in any way.

You smiled as he pulled you out into the garden. Nobody would bother you here, you knew, though you were sure nobody would have dared tonight anyway, no matter where he had taken you. Still, you found this garden comforting so you did not mind staying out here for a while yet, under the moonlight with him. It was full in the sky tonight, you noticed, and you were as glad as ever for the little pockets of outdoors within the Woodland Realm.

“Look.” You said, gesturing to where the Starfire Roses lived. The flowers were sleeping, tucked away into little buds. They did not stir when you came near, so deep was their slumber. You smiled fondly at them and did not disturb them, turning back to Thranduil as he sat beside you.

“I am not sure what they are so tired for.” Thranduil sniffed, eyeing the roses almost suspiciously.

“Well, maybe they have had a busy day!” You nudged him, and he laughed.

You thought you saw one of the roses twitch just a little at the sound of his laugh. It was nearly imperceptible and, a moment later, you decided that you had imagined it.

The feeling of Thranduil’s hand, his thumb brushing over the back of your own, made you turn back to him with a soft smile.

“I cannot believe we ended up here.” You murmured, gazing into his eyes. They looked so alive. So full of love and life... joy. You could recall the cold way he had once regarded you, none of which remained as he sat with you now.

“It is a wonder to me as well.” He said, smirking slightly. “That you could ever have fallen for my beastly charms.”

You smiled, leaning in to kiss him briefly before you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, breathing the moment in as you felt his head come to rest upon your own. “There was never anything beastly about you, Thranduil, not really.”

You both fell silent for a while, enjoying each others company. It had been such a perfect day, you did not want it to end, though you couldn’t tell if it was because it was so lovely you wanted to live in it, or whether every days ending would bring you a little sorrow now - as it would bring you closer to leaving him in inevitable heartbreak. Perhaps it was a little of both.

Then Thranduil moved and placed a finger under your chin, tilting your head so you were looking at him again. He looked a little more serious, though his eyes were still dancing. He cleared his throat, glancing down at the new ring on his finger, before he looked back at you. “I never did thank you.”

You frowned softly at him and tilted your head, reaching for his hand. “Thank me? For what?”

His gaze was tender and full of emotion as he regarded you for only a brief second before he spoke again. “For bringing me back to life.”

It was at that very moment, a mere half second after Thranduil’s confession, that the roses suddenly all burst open, stretching their petals and reaching out towards the bench where you were both seated beside them.

There was barely time to react to the awakening, so quick was their movement and so huge was your shock for you had never seen them move so fast.

Thranduil, too, was quite stunned. The moment almost forgotten as his attention moved to the shining little blooms.

As they burst forth, the very air around them seemed to take on a shimmer that was as ethereal as their own sparkling red petals.

“Thranduil, what...?”

“I do not know.”

The shimmering continued as you blinked, watching as it... seemed to come out from the flowers themselves, moving towards you.

You shifted on the bench but you were too stunned by what you were seeing to actually move. “What are you doing?” You whispered to the roses.

They danced in response and only continued on, until you were wrapped in a glimmering haze that, to Thranduil’s eyes at least, made you look as though you were made entirely of starlight.

He was staring, completely aghast, feeling utterly powerless to understand or do a single thing. He had never before seen the roses do anything close to this.

A soft humming seemed to come from the very leaves of the plants, almost as if they were... singing. The glimmer continued, wrapping around you before settling upon you, and then seeming to evanesce away into your very skin.

As quickly as it began, it was finished.

Silence descended.

You blinked at the roses, watching them sway gently before you, appearing to be looking between both you and Thranduil. Thranduil was still staring at you, frozen, feeling as though his voice had completely left him.

You had to admit you were not faring much better.

“I, uh... it... they...” You swallowed hard, blinking at the roses and then at Thranduil. You had never seen him look so perplexed.

Suddenly, he seemed to come back to himself, turning his attention swiftly from you back to the roses. He frowned at them. They merely shivered in response.

“They... they look tired...” You managed, once you had it in you to actually look at them properly. They seemed to have become sleepy again, almost as if they had used up all of their energy.

Thranduil stirred then, kneeling before them in one swift movement as he reached his hands out towards them. They turned fully to him as well, allowing his fingers to brush their petals, sharing with him their message in the way that most plant and animal life could converse with the Elvenking.

When he turned again, to look back at you in amazement, there were tears shining in his eyes.

“What?” You asked, your tone practically pleading at this point. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“Wrong?” Thranduil shook his head, shuffling back towards you, still on his knees.

Oh, if his people could see him now, you thought.

“Nothing is wrong... nothing at all. Oh my...” He lifted his hands to your face and looked at you like he was studying you, every part of you, and you could only frown softly back at him. You couldn’t make much sense of his actions or his words.

“Then why are you crying?” You asked quietly, your voice breaking slightly as you looked at him, watching a tear travel down his cheek.

He blinked back at you, his mouth curving into a soft smile. “These are... they are happy tears, little human...”

“I don’t understand.” You told him, raising one of your hands to his face and brushing the tear away with your thumb.

Thranduil only leaned in and kissed you with a fervent passion and, though you were still confused, you let him. He seemed to be at a complete loss for words.

Finally, he pulled back again, sitting on the heels of his boots with his hands in your lap, fingers entwined with your own.

“They were fast asleep.” He said, and you nodded, still not understanding. His smile only widened. “They were fast asleep, and they have been since last we were out here with them."

"This whole time?” You spluttered, glancing past him towards the roses, who still looked drowsy from their odd display. “Are they sick?” You were suddenly worried but then, you realised that couldn’t be it because he would not be happy as he said he was.

Thranduil shook his head. “They were resting. They were gathering their strength... all their strength. As much as they would need.”

“Need for what?”

He paused, eyes shining again with fresh tears as he looked back at you. He was practically clutching at your hands. “To bond with you."

You stared at him in silence for a second, your frown deepening. "What?"

"They linked themselves to you, with you."

"I... okay, but..." Your gaze flickered between Thranduil and the roses before settling back on his face. "But what does that mean, Thranduil?"

He saw you were growing frustrated with the lack of information and suddenly felt bad about his apparent lack of ability to communicate, which was most unlike him - but this was a thing such as he had never encountered before, in all his long years.

"It means, melda, that as long as these magnificent little roses bloom... so too, will you." He lifted your hands to his mouth, kissing them both. "They have tied themselves to you, and you to them. You will live as long as they do."

You could only stare dumbly at him. "Wait. You mean...?" How was this possible and why would they do that? "How long do Starfire Roses live?" You asked him then.

Thranduil nodded, his eyes filling again as his smile only got bigger. "They live... for as long as they are not cut or picked."

The entire truth of it dropped on you then, as heavily as it had for him.

Neither of you said anything else but there was no need to. You both understood now.

Promptly, you burst into tears and fell forward to join Thranduil on your knees on the grass, wedding dress be damned. He laughed and kissed your tears away before pulling you down with him and lying there with you on the grass, gazing up at the sky, practically glowing in the knowledge that you could now be with him forever.

Though, through all his joy, he did make a mental note to double the guard on this side of the palace lest some vagabond breaks in a third time.

After watching for a few moments, the roses sighed in contentment and then began to curl back up, drifting off together into another much needed, and well deserved, sleep.

They had seen and heard your fears the other night, and they had seen and heard Thranduil's own echoed in his responses. It had been a very long time since they had seen the Elvenking in such a way.

Long after you had both left the garden had they talked together, whispering beneath the night sky, and it had not been difficult for them to come to a decision. For they had promised their beloved Queen that if anything should ever happen to her, they would care for the King in any and every way they possibly could.

And so you would live on, tending and nurturing the selfless, wonderful little flowers that had bestowed upon you such a precious gift.

You would live on, at Thranduil's side. Human but unchanging as the years passed by.

Thranduil, too, would live on. No longer a creature hiding in darkness, nursing a broken soul. For he had found love again, in the most unlikely place and in the most unlikely person.

One who had, despite all the odds, seen the beauty within the beast.

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astrojulia · 1 year

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First, let's start with some basic definitions. A Saturn Return is a significant astrological event that occurs when Saturn completes its orbit around the Sun and returns to the same position it was in when you were born. This happens approximately every 28 to 30 years and is believed to mark a period of intense personal growth, self-reflection, and the beginning of a new chapter in one's life.

A Saturn Return Chart is a type of birth chart that is cast specifically for the time when Saturn returns to its natal position in your birth chart. It gives insight into the specific themes and challenges that you may face during your Saturn Return.You can do your Saturn Return Chart here!

The Sun represents your sense of self, your ego, and your basic identity. Its placement in your Saturn Return Chart can provide insight into how you are likely to experience this time period. It also speaks to your identity and how you will be affected in a more personal way. The Saturn Return speaks volumes about our place in the world, but the Sun can show where we feel most affected in our personal lives.

But we cannot forget that the Sun is a great gift to our lives, so even if it is the place where we are being directly affected, it will also be a force that we will have to help us in this very difficult period.

Now… I love everything about Saturn... But I didn't find any studies or theories about the study of this Chart as it is for Solar Return.. so I'm making my own theories and I hope one day I can test them, feel free to comment. And no, I'm not counting on "what if Saturn and the Sun are conjunct"..

Sun in the 1st house/Aries

You may feel a strong sense of purpose and identity during this time, which can help you overcome challenges and make progress in your personal and professional life. You may also feel more confident and assertive, which can help you take charge of your life and pursue your goals with passion and determination. It will be natural for you to lead your own life now, taking action when facing your problems and not avoind them anymore.

Sun in the 2nd house/Taurus

You may feel more focused on your material resources and financial stability, which can help you navigate the challenges of the Saturn Return and build a solid foundation for the future. You may also feel more grounded and practical, which can help you make wise decisions and avoid unnecessary risks. As funny as it is, you too can feel like the most beautiful being on earth, finally accepting your body and your own marks, the famous Glow Up.

Sun in the 3rd house/Gemini

You may feel more curious and communicative, which can help you learn valuable lessons and connect with others during this time. You may also feel more scattered and restless, which can make it challenging to focus on one thing at a time. You can reconnect with your childhood friends, your parents' friends and neighbors and they will help you through this process. Studying, having fun and going out for a walk can help you during this period.

Sun in the 4th house/Cancer

You may feel more connected to your family and roots, which can provide a source of strength and support during the Saturn Return. You may also feel more emotional and sensitive, which can make it challenging to deal with conflicts and challenges. You can also go back to your childhood home and reconnect with all the tastes you had as a child, your biggest help will be your inner child.

Sun in the 5th house/Leo

You may feel more creative and expressive, which can help you overcome challenges and find joy during this time. You may also feel more dramatic and attention-seeking, which can make it challenging to balance your personal and professional life. The love for the arts, especially theater and cinema, will guide you in an unimaginable way, believe me, we can connect and learn from fictional stories as well as our own, connect with that one passionate character.

Sun in the 6th house/Virgo

You may feel more focused on your health and daily routines, which can help you stay grounded and productive during the Saturn Return. You may also feel more critical and perfectionistic, which can make it challenging to accept yourself and others. Now everything you learned and what your mother and teachers taught you and you didn't pay attention (or thought it was useless) will make sense. You know, I believe that nothing is by chance and with that aspect you will see that even those 3 months of taking dance classes will be useful for you one day.

Sun in the 7th house/Libra

You may feel more focused on your partnerships and relationships, which can help you navigate the challenges of the Saturn Return and strengthen your personal and professional connections. You may also feel more indecisive and conflict-averse, which can make it challenging to make important decisions and stand up for yourself. You will realize that you are loved by others too, here is not that story of "I gave my love and he threw it in the trash", to tell you the truth, this love is not only from your romantic partner... it is from yours life partners, you will know how important you are in each one's life and see how they are ready to help you when you need it.

Sun in the 8th house/Scorpio

You may feel more transformative and intense, which can help you let go of old patterns and embrace new opportunities for growth and change. You may also feel more secretive and suspicious, which can make it challenging to trust others and build healthy relationships. This placement reminds me a lot of Tyrion Lannister's quote "Never forget what you are, the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor and it can never be used to hurt you.". That's why I see that strength lies in knowing who you are, which is often not something admirable, as your greatest source of power.

Sun in the 9th house/Sagittarius

You may feel more philosophical and visionary, which can help you find meaning and purpose during this time and explore new ideas and perspectives. You may also feel more restless and impatient, which can make it challenging to stay focused and committed. You have to learn to play with solitude and coexistence. The higher we go, the more lonely we feel, but eventually we find someone. This placement shows you not to be afraid to follow your path, wherever you are you will find someone to help you.

Sun in the 10th house/Capricorn

You may feel more ambitious and career-oriented, which can help you navigate the challenges of the Saturn Return and make progress in your professional life. You may also feel more rigid and controlling, which can make it challenging to adapt to changes and new opportunities. But at the end of the day you will feel the real will of Saturn. Once talking to my father I understood what Saturn represents... talking to him about the future I told him not to worry, because there is no way to control everything, but he replied "I want to know how it will be from here 10 years, knowing that you will be fine without me being here, that's why I worry". For me this is Saturn's energy, all this pressure and care for the future, it's to make sure you're going to be okay.

Sun in the 11th house/Aquarius

You may feel more focused on your social network and community, which can provide a source of support and inspiration during this time. You may also feel more rebellious and unconventional, which can make it challenging to fit in with traditional norms and expectations. It's funny to think about it, but Saturn already ruled Aquarius, after all, the first thing he did was rebel against his own father. With this placement you will want to be who you are, without caring about the opinion of others, without thinking about whether this or that will please the eyes, you will find your freedom.

Sun in the 12th house/Pisces

You may feel more introspective and in touch with your inner wisdom and intuition, which can help you navigate the challenges of the Saturn Return and connect with your spirituality and creativity. You may also feel more escapist and passive, which can make it challenging to take action and assert yourself in the world. Now that's contradictory... But your greatest strength will be that you won't mind this big event. In my view, Saturn has difficulty with Pisces, because it is not moldable, you can't hold water and the fish slips through your hands... but Pisces doesn't give a damn about that. The key is not to stress, "keep swimming, keep swimming".

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xfancyuu · 1 year

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~ say my name, call upon my name. [cregan stark]

first time writing for cregan (my beloved). reader is afab with she/her pronouns, no appearance indicators as per. this is perhaps less e2l and more misunderstanding exacerbated, it's also an idea i had on tiktok and i wrote this within 30 mins so if there are any mistakes i apologise. my requests are OPEN please send away!

If Cregan were to describe you in one word, it would be infuriating. You were almost always in the same place he was, watching on with judgemental eyes and an expression which very rarely changed. He could not stand you and your mispronunciations, your confusion seemed real, though it could have easily been an act with the way he knew you observed those around you. Yet nobody else could see through your facade except him.

"Hello, Cregan." You had spoken upon seeing him, mispronouncing his name as you typically did — not that he'd bother to correct you, he had assumed you were doing it on purpose to get under his skin.

He'd ignored you, choosing to pretend you weren't in the room with him, he was sure you knew his negative feelings towards you, it was hard not to, you were the only one he behaved this way to. He was lovely to your siblings, but the moment it came to being within your presence, it was as though he changed entirely. He hoped you would get the hint if he continually ignored you, yet it appeared as though you were oblivious as ever.

"I'm actually quite shocked to see you here." You continued, the here being the library you had spent most of your time occupying.

Social cues weren't your strong point, and you hadn't realised Cregan had taken so unkindly to the words you'd spoken as his glare followed your movement — turning the page of the book.

The continued silence wasn't new to you, Cregan was quiet, or at least he was around you. He barely spoke, and you quite enjoyed it, but to him, you were an annoyance, somebody who he found inescapable.

"Do you come here often, Cregan?" Again, you had mispronounced his name. Cregan had thought it was an accident when he had first met you, but your continued mispronunciations had indicated that it was in fact purposeful.

"Are you trying to get a rise out of me?" Cregan had asked. You hadn't expected his response, looking up from your book with wide eyes and a shocked expression.

"What exactly are you accusing me of doing?" You had stood up from the bench you had occupied, your open book left on the table, you hadn't known what you'd done, but you predicted you'd probably have to tell your siblings about the incident, and they'd shame you.

"You act as though you don't know too, that's even worse." He was stepping closer to you, the grip you had on the table had strengthened, though you wouldn't outwardly show the fear you had felt being put in such a position.

"Because you don't speak, you've never told me what exactly I've done." You were getting angry now, though you couldn't show it, games like the one Cregan was playing with you.

"You should know, y/n."

"Or perhaps you should tell me, I cannot read your mind." Your voice was raised at this point, though you weren't prepared for his next actions, not noticing how close the two of you truly were.

The built-up frustration had overtook Cregan, with your denying of your own actions and his need to shut you up, one hand had tilted your chin upwards and forcefully placed his lips on your own. It wasn't romantic in the slightest, and had taken you off guard. Not once would the idea of the wolf of the north kissing you entered your mind. Yet you couldn't bring yourself to push him away, basking in the attention of a man who you were sure did not know of your existence or even think about you, despite you being on his mind constantly.

He'd been the one to pull away, your thoughts were consuming you though you hadn't expected to find out what was troubling Cregan so deeply.

"My name is Cregan." That was the moment you realised exactly what you'd done to irritate the man so much.

"You could have told me I was pronouncing your name wrong, you've made me look as though I'm a careless idiot."

"That's not exactly hard, is it?" You'd happily take Cregan like this, then the grumpy man that looked at you with such hatred in his eyes. You couldn't tell how he looked at you now, but it certainly was not with hatred.

i actually really enjoyed writing this! @targbarbie has to put up with my unhinged fic idea thoughts on tiktok. i hope y'all enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it, it's not proof read properly so if you see any mistakes pls be kind to me! crossposted on ao3 under the name hedonism.

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drabbles-mc · 2 years

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Horror movie night with the soa boys

As someone who is a total and complete baby about horror movies or anything horror movie adjacent, sitting through horror movie night with this crew of guys would simultaneously be the best and worst experience of my life.

I think that a majority of the guys fall somewhere on the spectrum between "genuinely unbothered by them" and "thinks they're funny movies not scary movies" (For the record I think that Half-Sack is probably the only one who would be close to freaking out the way that I would be freaking out. That's solidarity, baby.)

Juice is the only one who would genuinely try to be comforting and protective. Are the things in the movie real? No. But he respects the fact that your fear of them is and if helping you hide behind the blanket and your hands for 80% of the movie is what needs to happen, he will do what it takes.

Opie, Bobby, and Chibs won't make fun of you for doing what you gotta do to get through the movie, but they definitely don't understand why you insist on joining the crew for scary movie nights. It seems like you're putting yourself through a lot of unnecessary turmoil and signing yourself up for a few sleepless nights after the fact for no good reason. They will let you use them as a human shield, one that lets you bury your face into their kutte or shirt when something scary is about to happen. They'll rub your back or play with your hair or whatever but they will be shaking their head at you when you're not looking.

Tig, Jax, and Clay will 120% be making fun of you the entire time. Nothing that happens in any movie will ever bother them and providing commentary on your reactions to what's going on only makes the entire evening more entertaining for them. It's not like they want you to be freaking out, but in their mind you're the one who keeps showing up despite knowing what movie is on the schedule for the night so they're gonna roll with it.

Happy is the only one fully paying attention to the movie. Not scared, just diligently taking mental notes.

I simply cannot accurately express how much I love the idea of the guys having like, a weekly movie night at the clubhouse. Chucky makes about 30 bags of popcorn and it's still not enough. Amazing. I love them all.

#ask #asks #soa #sons of anarchy #anonymous

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jemgirl86 · 1 year

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I posted 3,725 times in 2022

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Exactly, it would be upsetting. The role is Anthony’s now.

I cannot express to you how much I wish interviewers would stop asking him about returning, and how much I wish Steve fans would stop whining for it 24/7 too. Sam Wilson is Cap now. There was a whole show, and at the end of it he became Captain America. He had the shield and a new suit - I saw it with my own two eyes lol. It happened. Get over it.

I mean, just go read some fanfiction 🤷🏾‍♀️ If you want Cap! Steve content, you have plenty of it… just quit being so dismissive and nasty about Sam.

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They’re not wrong 😭

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Deleting my previous post because I’m not even gonna continue to rant about it, because then I’ll just piss myself off. I will leave this here though:

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My #1 post of 2022

Just like Daniel knows Louis is the only reason Lestat was spared, Lestat must’ve known it too. So I just know his crazy toxic ass was laying in that trunk, throat slit, choking down rat blood, but grinning like a loon, because he probably felt like he finally had definitive proof that Louis loved him after all.

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ruffboijuliaburnsides · 1 year

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So I have somehow stumbled on Doc’s vlogs from the Minecraft Creators Summit in 2017 and y’all I cannot express the hilarity when, on day 2, he stepped onto an elevator with Grian and they stood next to each other.

FUCKING HELL, Doc, be taller why don’t you? XD I know Grian’s not like, a HUGE guy but still!

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ok so the technoblade shop has new merch. I. what a nerd. he had memorial merch ready, because you know he was part of that. I can’t imagine his family getting together to design 3 new t-shirts AFTER. Gosh, that is so very him. Fuck.

Anyway the proceeds are going to a charity, curesarcoma.org, so highly recommend if you want techno merch still.

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Dear France, especially Breton-speakers: You were robbed, I’m so sorry. That song was a fuckin banger.

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Hi hello fellow trans and queer ppl.

Let’s fucking stop with this “cracking eggs” thing? with potential trans ppl?

Like, motherfuckers, you know what happens when you crack an egg that isn’t ready to hatch yet? IT FUCKING DIES. If you crack an egg that isn’t already hatched, it FUCKING DIES.

So maybe stop trying to fucking “crack” eggs that aren’t out already. It’s almost as if our society is not particularly trans-friendly and there could be any number of reasons why someone wouldn’t be happy to be “cracked”, let alone the fact that people can be femme or masc and still not be trans.

Just stop.

Don’t crack eggs.

It’s not good for anyone.

If they’re an egg, they’ll hatch when they’re ready. Maybe focus your efforts on building a place where eggs are comfortable settling to hatch.

9,305 notes - Posted November 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

there is a show on netflix called “Old Enough” that is (apparently) a well-loved reality show in Japan, where teensy teensy kids go on errands alone (except for the camera crew) and y’all. Y’all I needed this adorableness in my life. It’s so precious. FUCK.

23,711 notes - Posted June 25, 2022

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piracytheorist · 1 year

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I posted 1,990 times in 2022

589 posts created (30%)

1,401 posts reblogged (70%)

I tagged 1,901 of my posts in 2022

Only 4% of my posts had no tags

#resident evil - 277 posts

#nette speaks - 242 posts

#ask and ye shall receive - 186 posts

#spy x family - 183 posts

#a pirate's queue for me - 183 posts

#ethan winters - 172 posts

#resident evil 8 - 165 posts

#digimon - 154 posts

#re fanart - 142 posts

#anonymous - 126 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#the fact that one of the original creators left from the production of the film also encourages me even more to disagree with their choices

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409 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

good night imma go to sleep with the thought that Ethan’s death in the main game was him all alone in fear and in pain and without any proper goodbyes and broken by the thought he’d never watch his daughter grow up, the daughter for whose safety he was dying in the first place

and his “death” in Shadows of Rose was him being held in Rose’s arms, not only seeing Rose grown up but also seeing how she grew from uncertainty and hate for herself into confidence and self-love, being able to express his love and pride for her, hearing Rose tell him she loves him, staying by his side and holding him close, and even though he was still in pain he was not alone. He could smile, and be happy, and be proud. He could be at peace.

518 notes - Posted November 2, 2022

Turning Red really fucking blew my mind like I'm starting to come up with an entire essay about why asexual representation has to come hand-in-hand with sexual liberation and the disappearance of shameful horniness

Like we cannot confidently say that people will see ace representation and immediately understand they're ace if they haven't been exposed to what NOT being ace is, if we do not make it clear that hi, people are having sex irl because it feels good and because their minds are really begging them to do it not because they feel they "have" to

Like as an asexual I can GUARANTEE you that a lot of us do not understand how much and how POWERFULLY allos vibe with sex in media, because we're taking it as yet another extreme and stereotype Hollywood throws at us. And because The Church still has so much power, that sex depiction is limited and only used for "specific purposes" as if making people horny isn't a legitimate purpose.

And good ace representation cannot exist with that limit set. If clueless ace people don't know what it is they don't feel, they will not understand that the ace representation is there for them, that it's meant to help them understand and explore their own sexuality (or lack thereof). Sex exists in media, but it exists WRONG when it comes to people understanding and exploring their sexuality. It's there for show and shock and "it's not for children" when it should be there for "It's a thing humans do, it's a thing humans like, it's a thing 99% of the population will relate to".

And if that is set right, the 1% that will not relate to it, they will see asexual representation and (probably) immediately be like "Oh that's why I don't get any of it lol." Because they will KNOW what it is they DON'T feel. And I cannot stress how much, as an asexual, understanding you DON'T feel something so common it's barely even discussed because everyone takes it for granted, is one of the hardest things to do.

923 notes - Posted April 8, 2022

There's an especially funny part about Twilight freaking out over Anya's apparent stress from "being dragged out of an orphanage by a stranger"... when Anya was the one who gaslit gatekept girlbossed her way into being adopted by him.

1,210 notes - Posted December 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I love how even silly short missions manage to have their share of wholesomeness and family connection. It's like family is important in a series called Spy x Family or something.

Anyway, Anya is a kid that gets very attached to certain things - and despite being bold enough to use the knowledge she has due to her telepathy in order to make Loid do what she wants, she's not exactly a spoiled kid. She still sticks to Mr. Chimera, the only toy she had while she was in the orphanage. She doesn't ask for new clothes, or toys, or gadgets, what she asks for is experiences (the castle rescue, adopting Bond in specific after she was emotionally invested in him)... and peanuts, too.

So to her, the penguin plush is not just one toy from her plethora of toys that got ruined. It's a toy that her dad got for her. It's a souvenir of their aquarium adventure, where she helped him locate the penguin he needed to find and even arrest the criminal who wanted to get the secret information about the weapon. It's a reminder of how she took part and helped him in his mission. Just a replacement stuffed penguin won't do. It's not the toy itself, it's the memories connected to it. I mean, of course she's sad a toy of her got destroyed - by the dog she asked to have, no less - but it hurts even more knowing what this toy means to her.

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shenanigans-and-imagines · 2 years

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Hello, love! Congrats on 5 years! Personally, I'd ship you with Steven Grant. I know he's only one-third of the Moon Knight trio, but I feel like you would work best with him. Not to say you wouldn't work well with the other two! Obviously you would have to work with all three, I just feel like you and Steven would get along best. He'd totally support you in your endeavor to post a book and I can see you two spending cozy nights in working on your own things. You working on writing and Steven reading up on Ancient Egypt. It would be cute, idk 😂

As for me, I'd like to request a male Marvel/MCU ship, please. If I had to describe myself, I would say I'm quiet, loyal, stubborn, and protective. My friends often consider me the mom of the group. I like to spend my free time reading, writing, or gaming. I prefer baking over cooking, though I'm plenty capable of doing both. I don't have the best self-esteem and have a bad habit of considering myself replaceable so I'll need someone who's patient enough to remind me they care about me. Uhhh, I think that's it? Yeah. Congrats again on 5 years!

I ship you with…Thor

It’s about that introvert/extrovert solidarity. Thor for all his boisterous exterior really is a puppy at heart who loves his friends. He may have a hard time comforting you at times because the idea that you’re replaceable never occurs to him. However, once he realizes that’s what’s going on, he’s quick to hype you up. Maybe not in the most articulate way, but with enthusiasm. He’d also make a point to show you how much you mean to him and how special you are. He will brag about you at a drop of a hat, no questions asked.

Words cannot express how much I love this man. I’m not sure if Marc or Jake would like me, but I’d take my chances. Thank you!

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5 Year Anniversary Celebration 🍾

#thor #steven grant #marvel #mcu #moon knight #ships #my ships #5th year anniversary

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mviswidow · 3 years

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i can’t feel it

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Word Count: 2,727

Warnings: wandavision spoilers!! i recommend catching up before reading this if you haven’t already. also, i cursed like, twice.

A/N: this was literally edited while i was falling asleep, so if there are mistakes, that’s why. Please pm or reply, telling me and I'll go back and fix it.

Prompt: hi!! what about a wanda x reader where r has similar powers to wanda & enters the hex to talk her into letting everyone in westview go & coming home with r? :)

Summary: R has to convince Wanda to let everyone in Westview go.

part two

“Are you sure you remember everything?” Jimmy asked you, concerned about how fast you were being thrown into everything.

You nodded confidently, you were nervous, kind of scared, but ready. After getting a call from Monica, you knew whatever was going on was important, and you made your way to the outskirts of Westview, New Jersey before she even had to tell you what was going on. “Wanda’s robot boyfriend-”

“-Synthezoid,” Jimmy corrected before seeing the look Darcy gave him. “Sorry.”

“Synthezoid boyfriend died because Thanos pulled the mind stone out of his head, she had to watch him die twice and freaked out, stole his body from S.W.O.R.D., and created a fake sitcom reality where she goes through decades because she’s a grieving 30 year old with an odd obsession with tv shows. Oh, and she’s mind controlling a whole town and I’m supposed to convince her to let them go. Almost forgot that one,” You said, pointedly making the lighthearted joke because of Jimmy’s evident stress, chuckling softly.

“Just be careful,” Darcy cut in, “Wanda doesn’t seem to want to leave and we won't know if things go wrong because she chooses what goes in her show and what doesn’t.”

“I’ll be just fine. Let’s go,” You sighed and the four of you started to head out the door, but Hayward pulled you aside before you could leave the building. You told them to go ahead and you would meet them by the car.

“Ms (Y/L/N),” Hayward nodded, and you nodded back to him. Warm greeting, you thought. “Director Hayward.”

“If you cannot get Wanda to submit and release the people of Westview, I want you to fight her. Do whatever you have to, I need the Vision’s body back in S.W.O.R.D. custody and the citizens of Westview to be freed.”

Your brow furrowed, “My assignment is to try to persuade Ms Maximoff. I’m not fighting her, Sir. She’s grieving. I just got here and I can tell. She seems like she just wants to be happy.”

He scoffed at you and shook his head, “Her happiness means nothing to me. Ms Maximoff has thousands held captive. So, I think you’re misunderstanding me, Ms (Y/L/N), I am ordering you to kill her if needed. We need her to bring that barrier down.”

“I don’t take orders from you, Director. I’m just here to try to work things out, not to fight anyone,” You retorted.

“So you would let her continue to mind control the people of Westview? To continue controlling a sentient weapon made of vibranium?” Hayward asked pointedly, but you weren’t having any of it.

“With all due respect, you seem awfully concerned about the Vision when there are ‘thousands held captive’. And regardless, do you have any idea what would happen if Wanda died while all those people were in there?” You paused for a moment, giving him a chance to answer. “I didn’t think so.”

And with that, you turned on your heel and huffed, quickly making your way to the car that was waiting to take you to the border of the hex, Darcy, Monica, and Jimmy sat inside of it.

“What did he want?” Jimmy asked.

You sighed and started playing with the sleeve of your long sleeved shirt, “He wants me to kill Wanda if she doesn’t stop mind controlling Westview.”

Darcy’s eyes widened, “Sorry, what?”

You looked up at her and saw her concerned expression, “Oh, I’m not going to.” You said quickly, not wanting any of them to get the wrong impression. “He isn’t in charge of me. Wanda doesn’t seem to want to hurt anyone in Westview, and besides, it would be foolish when we know nothing about what would happen inside the barrier if she died.”

Darcy nodded as Monica parked the car and the four of you got out of it.

“Thank you for doing this, (Y/n),” Monica smiled softly as you reached the hex.

“You know I’m always willing to help you when you need me,” You smiled and looked towards the barrier.

You knew the trio was watching you intently, with the other agents standing outside, waiting for you to go in, but your heart was racing and you had to take a few deep breaths before bringing your hands up, moving your fingers in a way that they recognized to be similar to the way Wanda did, and you stepped closer, the blue light from your powers flowing forward and hitting the hex.

It kind of looked like when food coloring is dropped into water, and the color spreads, except your powers were the food coloring, and the hex was the water.

Not wanting to waste any more time, you pulled your hands further apart and groaned as you slowly but surely pulled apart a section of the barrier that was big enough for you to fit through before walking right through it.

As soon as you were through, you looked behind you and saw nothing. None of the S.W.O.R.D. tents or buildings or cars, Darcy, Monica, Jimmy, and all the other agents who were outside were gone. It was just a plain old normal street.

You looked down at your clothes and chuckled, the 80s. If Wanda had anything, it was a fashion sense, whether it was conscious of it or not. You were dressed in a fitted white shirt, and an electric blue skirt and cropped blazer set. Was it a bit tacky? Sort of, but you couldn’t help but love it. However, you were very pleased that the white boots you were wearing didn’t have too high of a heel.

You sighed and knew you needed to go quickly. Vision had just left for work and this was the best chance you were going to get to talk to Wanda. You doubted she would let you convince her to let everyone go if Vision was there with her.

You extended your arms to the ground below you and used your powers to lift yourself up into the air, waiting until you saw the house you recognized to be Wanda’s to fly down to a street that had no one on it that was close enough for you to arrive quickly.

Your hand trembled as it reached up to knock on the door, but before you could overthink any longer, you tapped your knuckles against the wood three times and waited, playing with your fingers.

Wanda opened the door and smiled, though she wore a confused expression on her face, “Hi, I don’t think we’ve met before, or have we?”

You offered a smile and shook your head, “We haven’t, I’m (Y/n).”

“Wanda,” she said, with a lilt in her voice.

“I actually wanted to talk to you about something, if you aren’t busy? It’s important.”

She gazed at you curiously before nodding and stepping out of the way, “Come inside.”

You walked inside her home, the feeling you got was weird. You’d seen it on Darcy’s tv, but it was different to actually be in the room.

Wanda noticed the way your eyes flicked around her living room, looking at the couch, the photos hanging, the random decorations, and the few toys on the floor.

“Do you want something to drink?” She asked politely, before noticing you staring at one of the toys Tommy happened to favor. “My boys are upstairs.”

You smiled politely and shook your head, “I’m alright, Wanda, thank you. I need to talk to you about what you’re doing.” You started, not very strongly, but it wasn’t like you could just blurt out what you needed to say. This was a difficult situation.

“I’m sorry?” She tilted her head, not catching on, but she looked worried.

“I know about your powers, you’re controlling everyone in Westview, and Vision is starting to-”

“Leave,” Wanda extended her hands and tried to levitate you out, but you put your hands at your side and grounded yourself, blue mist surrounding your feet.

Wanda faltered and her eyes widened at the sight of your powers, “Who are you?”

“I’m Y/n Y/l/n. I was sent here to convince you to let everyone in Westview go. I promise I don’t mean you any harm, I just want things to go smoothly so no one else gets hurt.”

Wanda shook her head, “I can't just let go of this, I finally have everything I want.”

You sighed and nodded, “I understand how you feel, I have lost family too, but the people of Westview, they have their own lives and families. They’re in pain, Wanda. I can feel it. Can’t you?”

Her eyes snapped up and met yours, the tears in her eyes threatening to spill. She shook her head, “I can’t feel it.”

You stood for a moment, the two of you just looking at each other, before taking a breath and letting the blue mist that was keeping you grounded fade away. Cautiously, you walked closer to her and let out a breath of relief when she wasn’t backing away or looking like she was going to attack you.

“You can look into minds, can’t you?” You asked, knowing that showing her the pain she was unknowingly putting these people through was the best chance you had at convincing her to do the right thing.

Wanda nodded without saying anything and understood what you wanted her to do. Shakily, she lifted her hand and bit her lip, she looked scared.

You blinked a few times, thought, fuck it, and gently held her wrist, bringing her hand up to your temple. You watched her eyes glow red before closing your eyes, allowing Wanda to see inside your mind.

All Wanda could feel was an unbearable amount of agony, she heard thousands of voices overlapping each other, panicked screams and crying. It was too much. Everyone sounded so scared. She did this.

The feeling was excruciating and let out a strangled sob, which made your eyes open on instinct.

Tears were flowing freely down Wanda’s face and she slowly sank to her knees, trying to catch her breath.

You got down on the floor in front of her and held one of her hands, using your other one to tilt her chin up towards you, “It’s okay, Wanda.”

She shook her head furiously and squeezed your hand, leaning forward, into you.

You wrapped your arm around her and let her cry into your shoulder. Your stomach felt twisted and you couldn’t believe Hayward had asked you to kill Wanda if she refused to comply, not when she was reacting like this.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen like this,” She managed to get out between deep breaths and whimpers. “I just - I wanted Vis back.”

Tears pricked at your own eyes, but you ignored them, knowing that you had to focus on Wanda, “I know, it’s okay. Everything will be okay. You just have to put down the barriers around Westview and stop mind controlling everyone.”

Wanda’s breath hitched, but she nodded, “Okay.”

“Okay?” You asked. Surprised at how you managed to get her to listen to you.

“I’ll do it now,” She sniffled and wiped her tears, standing up slowly.

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Well, hold on, don’t you want to see Vision first? Or call the twins down here?”

Her lips pressed together as another tear slipped down her cheek and she shook her head, “I don’t know what I’ll do if I allow myself to see them again,” She said quietly.

You nodded and stepped back, letting her go about this whatever way she wanted.

You watched her work, even though the two of you were inside, you could see out the window that the sky had turned red and it was gradually getting more blue, looking like she was chipping off pieces of the sky, if the sky was red, away from the inside out.

Before you knew it, the house the two of you were standing in had been reduced to the foundation of a home, just concrete laying on the floor in the shape of the house Wanda had been living in.

She was wearing a burgundy shirt, a jacket, and jeans instead of the big jeans and plaid shirt she’d had on before, and you were back to wearing your comfortable grey long sleeved shirt and jeans.

Her bottom lip started to tremble and she turned towards you before her breath started to quicken.

You wore a pained expression and stepped towards her, holding your arms out. You thought she was going to deny the embrace you were offering her, but she walked forward and buried her head in your neck, letting you wrap your arms around her, “I’m really proud of you, Wanda. It takes a lot to be able to give up something that important to you.”

She nodded, but said nothing. You stood there for about two more minutes before her breathing had calmed and she’d stopped crying. “Thank you, (Y/n).”

You nodded and smiled sadly at her before you both looked towards the red buick that was now sitting in her driveway, “I think I’m going to have to take you back out of Westview with me. I’ll get in trouble if I just let you leave, I think.”

“It’s fine, I’ll go,” She fished the keys to her car out of her pocket and played with the keyring. “Do you think you can drive us? I kind of want to look around before we leave.”

You took her keys and she let out a breath before quietly thanking you and walking to the passenger seat of her car.

Before you pulled out of the driveway, you spoke, “How did you do all of this?” You asked curiously. Sure, you had magic yourself, but there was no way you could even dream about pulling off anything like this.

“I’m not sure. All I remember is feeling so completely alone and sad, and I went to S.W.O.R.D. to see Vis for the last time before coming here, because Hayward wouldn’t let me take his body to give him a funeral or anything, so I guess I made a version of him here. I really don’t know how I managed though, because -”

“Sorry,” You interrupted, turning to look at her with your brows knitted together. “You said the Vision stayed in S.W.O.R.D.?”

“Yes?” She nodded. “What is it?”

You huffed and started the engine of the car, pulling out of the driveway, “The lying bastard. Hayward edited security camera footage to make it look like you stole the Vision’s body and used it here.”

“That’s ridiculous. I know better than to make myself a criminal again. Well, I mean-”

“It’s fine Wanda. You didn’t mean to,” You continued driving, enjoying the neighborhood.

When you were getting close to the edge of town, she spoke again. “Am I going to jail?”

“I won’t let them put you in jail,” You said simply.

“What, why?” Wanda asked, and it was clear that she was asking because she thought she deserved it and she was expecting it to happen.

“You don’t deserve it,” You shrugged. You didn’t want her to suffer alone, again. She already tried that, and look where that got everyone.

Wanda shook her head, “You know that isn’t true.”

“I believe it is. I know that your actions were wrong, but Hayward was wrong for denying you when you asked for Vision’s body to bury. It wasn’t his to have. All he cares about is money and power and the Vision would cost a lot of money and would give him a lot of power. I mean, realistically, he’s kind of the cause for this. But that’s not the point. The point is that it was never your intention to hurt these people and it’s not fair to you that he set you up like this.”

“And what will you do if they try to put me in jail?” Wanda asked curiously, her voice low.

You sighed as you started to be able to make out Jimmy, Monica, and Darcy from far away. “I dunno, maybe we can run away together or something.”

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff oneshot #wlw imagine #sapphic #wandavision #wandavision imagine #wandavision oneshot #fanfic

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huening-taz · 3 years

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Ateez reaction to their s/o bringing in snacks at practice

Warnings: none I can think of, just eating

Requested: Yes, (requests are open so feel free!)

Disclaimer: Not proofread

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Hongjoong:

Pffffft please he is so tired of the boys asking him to buy them food, he is just so glad you 1. showed up 2. have food. He is so thankful that you can practically read minds, he literally is so tired and wants a break too, you read his mind and the boys mind. Please start calling them "the kids" or "the boys" and he will literally go and buy a ring and propose. Please.

Seonghwa:

They are all taking a break, and you walk in 30 minutes after asking Seonghwa for the boys favorite snacks. He is just looking at you like this, so thankful for you to spend your own time and money on him and the others. I mean you even managed to bring a little something for the staff members and their manager that had been there. He is convinced that he cannot find anyone sweeter than you~

Yunho:

He texted you to swing by on their break so you two can run and grab something to eat real quick before their break ends. You waddle in with a few bags full of snacks and plenty of drinks for them to stay hydrated while Hongjoong runs over to you and helps you with someone the bags. Yunho sits down next to you and takes your hand while pressing a kiss to your cheek and thanking you for the snacks. He wants to pay you back for at least some of the food but you insist that it is okay and he smiles even bigger, this time pressing a kiss to your lips in gratitude.

Yeosang:

Yeosang is really thankful that you brought food for everyone, but he gets a little jealous, just a tad though. You knew he would be so you made sure to buy an extra snack for him and give him a few extra kisses with a lovely little note. You can't stay long because it's late and the manager doesn't want their break to last too long like last time you were there. Yeosang picks up, unfolds, and reads the note you left for him and feels his heart swell. He runs over to the door before you exit to tell you "I love you too"

San:

San is laying on the floor next to Wooyoung and Mingi complaining to Hongjoong about running out and getting a snack when he sees you open the door, almost tipping over with all the the snacks for the hungry boys. This is exactly how San looks at you when he realizes you came to see him, even bearing a peace offering for Hongjoong so he doesn't scold you. "Hey San! I brought a lot of snacks for you boys because I figured you were getting hungry, I know how hard you all must be working recently!" You didn't figure, San snapchatted you a picture of his pout saying Hongjoong is "being mean" which that usually means San got told no.

Mingi:

Do you see this boy? He is precious and deserves all of the snacks he wants. Homeboy didn't even notice you come in because he is still trying to learn the lyrics to the song so he can work on his facial expressions while dancing. He eventually feels you tap on his shoulder and he turns around slightly startled but then he shouts "Jagi! I can't believe you are here!" He gets so excited and he hugs you, then he spies the food in the corner and he gives you an even bigger hug with a smooch, just before he runs over to the snacks.

Wooyoung:

(Please ignore the caption on the gif, even though yes Seo Changbin is in fact a snack, nay, a meal) Wooyoung was also laying on the floor with San when you burst in through the door with snacks and drinks My boy screeches, I can't with him. He immediately stands up and runs over to you and snatches the bags out of your hands so he can have dibs and the first picks at the snacks. He couldn't care less that some of these snacks are for the other boys, because he had delicious food and you here. The staff literally just laugh at Wooyoung's excitement and disregard for the boys.

Jongho:

I love him sm look at him, anyways, this is exactly how he looks when you come in. He literally texted you "Hey baby <3 I miss you so much :( I wish I could see you right now, but I know you are probably sleeping already. I am going to get something to eat before I come home, I promise :) I love you <3" and then has the audacity to be shy when you literally bring him AND the boys snacks AND drinks AND meals. You literally cooked food for them and bought snacks and drinks for everyone there including the staff. Hongjoong saw the text Jongho was typing out for you earlier and he stopped over to Jongho whispering "You better go tell them that they are an angel, and never let them go" with a lil pat on the back. Jongho walks up behind you, giving you a small back hug as you are pulling out all the snacks on the table, "Hey angel. You *kiss* are supposed to be sleeping."

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#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez timestamps #ateez headcanons #hongjoong #seonghwa #yunho #yeosang #san #mingi #wooyoung #jongho #kpop #kpop ships

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k1rif4ngz · 3 years

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TR boys + your new years kiss pt. 2 !!

request: "hi bae <3! can i request new years kiss hc's with kazutora and anyone else you'd like to do :D"

A/N: Hi hello !!! this is the second part to this ask, feel free to check out part 1 for kazutoras ! ive decided to only do draken because i cannot think of another good prompt for mitsuya im sorry <//3 please enjoy!

IMPORTANT!!: This is not proofread, i apologize for any grammar mistakes / inconsistencies

characters/relationships included: (timeskip !) ken ryuguji x reader !

warnings: none !

summary: how your new years kiss happens with him !! feel free to request other characters too. :)

Ken ryuguji:

The "well then..." kiss.

everyone knew you two had something going on.. maybe you two weren't in a relationship no, but you two obviously had some chemistry.

because of that, when you two showed up together at the new years party, no one was surprised. Both of you ignored everyone talk about relationships, laughing it off as joke.

You two we're comfortable together, not really having a label other than "best friends". Neither of you acted on your feelings out of respect for your relationship but for you, it was getting hard.

saying fuck it, you just decided you were gonna kiss him on the cheek, easy as that.

Through the bursting music of the party, you and draken were having a good time laughing at the stupid shit everyone was doing.

Glances were thrown here and there throughout the party, most of them being from you. Sitting in frustration, this man was OBLIVIOUS to any of your actions; or so you thought.

He saw every look you gave him, his ego boosting every time you'd give him one of your dopey smiles. He enjoyed the way you'd look at him during conversations, a smug smile forming on his face thinking on it.

he was utterly enamored with you.

Currently you two were in different places; you talking to a very happy hina and takemichi, him with mitsuya and mikey. It was like this for a while, enjoying the presence of other people for a while.

After some time passes though, Draken excuses himself to go and snatch you from the loving couple only replying "why can't i have by best friend for a little bit?" when asked why. you left without much of a fight though, seeing that there were only 10 minutes left until the new years.

you did say you were going to be right next to each other into the new year.

Settling next to each other by the tv's live count, you gratefully take his cup from his hands, chugging the rest of it for yourself before he has any time to react

"that's for dragging me away from my conversation, you asshat" you say, faking an angry expression.

draken looks at you with nothing but amusement written on his face before faking a sad face "you left me for a long time" he says, pretending to be hurt.

After a while of staring you two break into a fit of laughter, making fun of the look on each others faces and calling eachother names.

you two laugh for a while, doubling over every so often because of the others snorting but eventually stop as someone yells for you two to shut the fuck up.

After eventually settling down again, you two impatiently wait for the timer to run down a few comments of "this is moving so fucking slow" and "how much longer?" here and there.

Once the clock finally hit one minute, you were completely buzzed out. With your final plan in motion, Nerves and excitement raged within you the closer the timer got to zero.

Each of you grabbed a drink for your new years toast and all settled around the tv, everyone blistering with excrement

'it's now or never' you thought to yourself.

30 seconds... then 20... now 15... the clock just lowered and lowered until you all were counting down in unison.

"TEN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN, SIX, FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE.... HAPPY NEW YEAR !!"

Raising your drinks in a toast you turn to give draken a kiss on a cheek but to your surprise, you aren't met with a cheek.

Opening your eyes in confusion, you're met with draken staring right at you; his expression mirroring yours.

Immediately separating from eachother you both stand there in thick silence, trying to find the right words to say.

"well then..." is all you say.

Draken, quickly blinking away his surprise, chuckles and rests his hand on your cheek,

"so..." he starts..

"you gonna let me kiss you again?"

#kf.writing 💎#draken x reader #tokyo revengers draken #draken #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers drabbles #tokyo revengers #sfw #ik im finally posting #this is shit LMAO

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lluviagf · 2 years

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Sunday was so strange and I'm having a crisis because I can't quite assimilate it, the thing is that that day I saw my best friend early to plan our customes very well and everything, we arrived at the place where my friends were going to play like At 6:30 and it was already very dark, the first one who greeted us was Marco and he stayed there with us for a little while, then my friend Diana was like lets get high and I followed her, but I think It hit me so fast and I wasnt feeling very well, so I went to sit down and I it was so weird since I felt that hours had already passed and hardly minutes had passed indeed kdkd, I really didn't like feeling like that, I was able to get up and go to the bathroom and I found Dante there, then he hugged me really tight And the truth was that I felt very good, I had not seen him for a long time and I was worried about him, but he looked happy and that made me feel better, I asked him for some water and told me that he didnt have any, I should go where he was, but I really just wanted to get back to my senses bc the truth Is that it was being very frustrating and I couldn't have fun, a lot of things happened from that point until my friends started playing, When they started, I got as close as I could and it was a lot of fun, I was very excited and happy because it was the first time I saw them play live, I think my friend wasnt feeling it, but I was sooo happy and I feel kind of bad bc she wanted us to leave from the front, I had previously gone to see them play but something always happened that prevented it and this time I was able to do it and I cannot express how happy I was

. Now, when they were playing I went to my friend Fer's side and there was this dude who asked me my name, his name is Dan, after that every time he saw me he would say my name, like he would pass by my side and said "Xim right?" with this lovely smile and I smiled at him back everytime, after my friends finished playing I went to sit with my friends in the grass and my friend chino was very drunk, I was taking pictures of him and making fun of how fun he was looking, he brought hats and parts of costumes of all the people at the party jdjdk it was very fun to see him there dancing all the time, the thing is that Daniel came over and sat down and Diana offered him to smoke some weed and he did it and sat next to me, then he started to see my tattoos and he told me that they were really cute and then he showed me his and told me about the way he liked to draw and told me that my boots and my photos and little drawings were very cute and I didnt know what to answer so I just was smiling very shy, then he asked me what I my costume was bc at that point I was no longer wearing one jdjdk so I showed him my wings (I was an ángel) and he put them on: ((((He looked so cuteee, then he stood up and grabbed my hand and took me to the stage, noveno portal was playing and he made me dance with him and brooo, I was so happy and I felt so kdkd bc all night I was waiting for someone to dance like that with me and we jumped and shouted and he did it and also brought my wings and I am the queen of romanticize whatever so I was there looking at him, then we went back to where my friends and he left With his friends and I was there all dkdkfl dying and happy and he returned about 5 minutes to say goodbye to us and as he approached he asked me if he could kiss me 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ the truth was the way he asked me was really attractive to me, even When I looked at Diana she gave me that very much libra look and I, like the powerful virgo that I am.... TOLD HIM NOOOOO 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ KWIDOEOFOFEOFOEW and then he just looked at me and smiled and I told him that "later" and he said to me, "later?" but with this very nice tone, I almost lost my soul fr, I hate dudes for having these cute voices, the thing is that I hug him because I felt very sorry and shy and he hugged me too and OMGGGKDKDDKK we lasted like 5 minutes like that I could hear his heart beat, and I'm sorry and crying I don't know WhY I told him no, I was afraid to do it maybr and I'm devastated because of that tbh, then before leaving he asked if I lived close there and I told him my noo and then just left and my friends were cofused like me and I feel silly because I just skdkfk and I'm thinking and thinking about that I just cant help it, and he gave me such lovely vibe, he was so kind and respectful all the time which I shouldnt romanticize but kdkd so I was wondering if I should invite him myself to go to another gig that my friends are going to present but I don't know, I already got a lot of panic Im doubting so much, like what if it only was a party thing and I am already this excited, I hate meeen I hate that they make me feel things dkdlf

#I really dont know what to do im crying and sobbing and throwing up #ya no vuelvo a fumar mariwana y ya no vuelvo a decirle mi nombre a nadie en una fiesta #long post

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chocojjk · 4 years

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Hyunjin’s Playlist

summary: college student! hyunjin x college! student reader; strangers to lovers?

words: 5.2k

a/n: Hi, I meant to upload this a lot earlier however I was met with tons of writers block along the way. I wrote this without having an actual plot prepared lmao. But anyways, its done so I hope someone enjoys reading this :)

all songs used are songs that hyunjin has played on vlive but please keep in mind that the way the songs are portrayed are based off of my own interpretations. i am in no way speaking for hyunjin :)

one.

we are often attracted to instruments that mirror our own identity. we find comfort in knowing that we aren’t alone, that somewhere out there, someone is feeling the same exact way. they say a person can tell a lot about another based on their playlist. songs become a portrayal of one’s feelings and experiences. through someone’s music, you can tell what kind of person they are.

“Let me see your playlist.”

“What?” the boy responded, curious as to why you chose that as your conversation starter. nonetheless, he unlocks his phone and opens his spotify app, showing you the songs that have definitely left a mark on his heart.

Places We Won’t Walk - Bruno Major

A blissful song with a hint of sadness. The boy in front of you treasures the small things in life, yet is saddened by the things that he cannot reach.

When The Party’s Over - Billie Eilish

He’s put up a wall. He’s not easily understood. He’s aware that he can hurt others so he has made himself believe that he’d rather be alone. That he’s better off alone.

Instagram - Dean

He’s lonely. He often compares himself to those around him, wondering why he isn’t living the same luxurious life with all the same cheerful smiles that he sees on his feed.

Please Love Me - Colde

He wants to be loved. “I like you,” you smiled, handing him back his phone, taking the seat next to him.

“The weirdest thing happened to me today.”

Hyunjin started telling his friends about the girl he encountered on his first day of university. It’s been hours since it happened yet he couldn’t shake it out of his head.

“That’s it? She just asked to see your playlist?” Jisung exclaims, one eyebrow going up and a pout making its way on his face as he wore the same confused expression Hyunjin sported earlier that day. Hyunjin nods, answering the question that his friend had laid out for him.

“Hmm, that is weird,” Felix agreed

“Maybe she’s actually a psychology major and it’s a project?” Seungmin suggested, trying to find the answers to the situation that has left them all clueless.

“Orrr, maybe...just maybe...she thought you were cute?” Jeongin chuckled sarcastically

“But that’s literally all she said to me, she didn’t look at me after that anymore...when the class was over, she was gone without saying goodbye… s-she didn’t even tell me her name!” Hyunjin whines, sinking into his chair.

“Why don’t you just ask her when you see her again?” their youngest retorts, tired of how his older friends were always overanalyzing things that don’t really matter in the grand scheme of things.

You frustrated the boy. The way you didn’t even know his name yet somehow you came to the conclusion that you liked him. The way that you spoke exactly 8 words to him but made it seem like you know every story he has to tell. You made him feel vulnerable and he did not like that.

Not one bit.

“What's your name?” Hyunjin plops his backpack down as he takes the seat next to yours, the same ones as last week.

“Why does that matter?” you ask, clearly teasing the boy.

Hyunjin plasters on the fakest smile he could muster up, not really having the patience for your mind games, “well, if you’re gonna continue to sit next to me then the least you could do is tell me your name.”

You bite back a smile, his music gave too much of him away. He was good at hiding his feelings though which is something you’ll give him credit for later on. Honestly, if you weren’t paying attention, you might have missed the sour expression that was laced within the boy's tone of voice nor would you have noticed how he’s trying to show you that he’s unbothered by your words.

Unluckily for the boy, your attention was focused solely on him. And so, you push his buttons some more, “technically, you were the one that sat next to me.”

Hyunjin stares at you, trying to read what was going on in your mind but all he could feel was the annoyance that was seeping through his body.

God, you were annoying.

“Slowly, hair will turn to gray,” you mumbled, a smirk forming its way on your lips. “What?” Hyunjin replied, a word he seems to be saying a lot ever since he met you. “If you keep thinking so hard, your hair might turn to gray soon,” you joked yet it was clear to the both of you that it was only funny to you, the boy not catching on to the fact that you were phrasing a lyric from one of his songs.

“...my name is y/n,” you say, finally deciding to give the boy a break.

“Alright class, I want to talk about your partner project, please find someone in the classroom to work with. This will be done throughout the semester and will be 30% of your overall grade so take it seriously,” the Professor informed, capturing both yours and Hyunjins attention.

“This project will be simple - it’s all about observing. Since this is a PSYCH class, I want you and your partner to pick 3 spots and just simply observe the people around you. For example, if you are at the cafe, what could the person in the corner with her eyebrows furrowed be wondering? Is she studying for an exam? Is she worried about a friend? There are tons of possibilities but I want you and your partner to jot down what you see and explain what you have observed.”

“That’s all for today, I’ll release you guys early so you can all have a head start,” she explained.

You turn to the boy at your side, “so…you want to be partners?”

Hyunjin doesn’t really know why he said yes, seeming he wasn’t comfortable with your presence at all. He convinces himself that he just didn’t want to go through the extra hassle of finding a partner when you were already available. Besides he could honestly care less, the only reason why he’s taking this class was for the extra units. After all, he was a music major.

“How about here?” you suggested the grassy area in the middle of the campus. This part of the school was peaceful however it wasn’t quiet. Laughter and chatter from all the different kinds of groups filled up the morning air while the birds chirped along and occasionally, a squirrel or two would cause a bit of a ruckus.

“We could grab some food and just sit down on the grass,” but the puzzled expression on the boy's face lead you to assume that he didn’t quite like the idea, “just so we would blend in more,” you added, hoping that it would be enough for the boy to say yes.

“We don’t need to get food. We can just sit here and pretend we're talking, a lot of people around here are doing just that.” He was right. All you could do was nod and let out a sigh as the two of you sat next to each other, observing the scene ahead. You were hoping you could grab a quick bite during this since you still had classes for the rest of the day but that obviously wasn’t the case so you chose to just cover up your rumbling stomach with a cough or two here and there.

“What do you think about him?” Hyunjin pointed at the boy that was sitting on the bench, flowers in his hand as he types away on his phone.

“Hmm, I noticed his smile first, he’s practically beaming. He’s probably going to surprise his significant other. His legs bouncing up and down from excitement,” you chuckle, finding the anonymous boys’ action cute, “he’s probably texting them right now so they could meet up,” you concluded. You turn to Hyunjin, noticing his eyes slightly widen at your response. “What do you think?” you ask, slightly nudging him out of his trance.

“well... I think you’re right that he’s waiting for someone. But for me, he’s probably gonna confess to that person...uhmm, his ears are pink so he’s nervous… probably afraid of rejection. Because of this he’s probably texting a friend for advice,” he observed.

His answer didn’t surprise you, after all, you’ve already seen some of the deepest parts of him - even if he was unaware. On the other hand, he was in awe. Your guys’ answers were so different from the other. The way you viewed the scene ahead as something positive while his was more on the negative side. This sparked interest in him. But he breaks out of his thoughts as he hears your failed attempt to hide your growling stomach for the umpteenth time.

He stands to his feet, grabbing you along with him. “Uhm, where are we going?”

He doesn’t say a word. He just grabs your hand and drags you along until you’ve arrived at the university’s main food court. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed your stomach rumbling for the past twenty minutes,” he teases as you try to hide the blush that was making its way upon your cheeks. Now you were left speechless, nothing in the boy’s music has suggested that he had this sweet side to him. The side that would easily let someone in.

“I think we got off on the wrong foot,” you admitted as Hyunjin handed you the sandwich he had ordered, one for you and one for him.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m sorry that I came off strong on the first day,” you apologized, aware of the way that you’ve been pushing his buttons and leaving him uncomfortable.

“Why did you ask for my playlist?” He was finally going to get an answer to the event that has left him stunned for the past week.

“It’s just a thing I do,” you confess nonchalantly, “I check to see if we have similar taste in music and from there, I come to a conclusion on whether or not you’re cool enough for me to talk to,” you lied. You weren’t going to admit to him that the reason you do it was to analyze him. I mean, what kind of person assumes a person’s whole character through their songs, right?

He wouldn’t understand.

Honestly, you don’t even really understand yourself why you do it. Maybe because you liked having the upper hand - that way, no one can hurt you.

Hyunjin lets out a laugh and you feel a little guilty. “So, if my songs were bad, you wouldn’t talk to me?” he chuckles.

“Yeah, no… not in a million years,” you joked, laughing along with him.

“So what would be a bad song to you?” he questions, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I don't know, uhh-despacito?” you snicker

Honestly, there were no such things as bad songs. When it comes to songs, everyone is entitled to their own opinions but you had to play along with the little lie that you’ve already started.

“Hey! I like that song!” Hyunjin retorts, playfully throwing a crumpled up tissue paper along your direction, the two of you sharing a laugh as the small guilt you felt a while ago diminishes. It’s not like it’s going to hurt him anyways. You only see each other once a week and it was for class. Otherwise, you never see the brown haired boy on campus. You didn’t even know of his existence until you startled him with your question.

The only reason he became your target was because the only empty seat was the one next to him.

two.

Second location. A frat party at the famous 3RACHA unit, who you’ve learned were good friends of Hyunjin. It was Hyunjin’s idea, convincing you that you guys will probably get a higher grade if you’ve incorporated various kinds of scenes. Plus, it was his first frat party and he didn’t want to miss it. You on the other hand was dreading this night ever since he brought it up in class last week. Parties weren’t your thing, you would much rather stay at home binging netflix shows, reading fanfictions, or watching compilations of your favorite kpop idols. But here you are now, rummaging the kitchen for something that didn’t contain alcohol as you’ve given up searching for the boy himself.

“y/n!, heyy,” Hyunjin stumbles in, a red solo cup in his hand.

“There you are, I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Can we please get this over with so I can leave,” you huffed, annoyed at the boy in front of you and the situation that you’ve found yourself in.

“No.” He pouts before letting out a laugh, his eyes turning into little moons.

“No? What do you mean, no?”

“Let’s have some fun first!” he beamed, dragging your hand out of the kitchen and into the party, ignoring your many protests. “Hyunjin, I didn’t come here for fun!” you sigh, arms crossing as you finally put a halt to the boys actions.

“C’mon y/n, loosen up a little bit… you’re in the first party of the most popular frat in town, enjoy it while you can.” This time he holds his hand out, though his eyes had a tinge of red from the alcohol that was playing in his system, the sincerity in them couldn’t be missed.

And so you do.

You take his hand in yours as he shoots you one of his signature smiles. You party the night away with the boy at your side. He introduced you to a handful of new people but you forgot their names as soon as it came out of their mouths.

You had way too much to drink but somehow you find yourself stumbling towards the park nearby, the boy's hand still in yours as he shares the story of how his best friend Jisung got chased by a duck and you couldn’t help but let out a boisterous laugh. Nothing about your laugh was pretty and if you weren’t so drunk, the embarrassment would’ve probably creeped up by now but you didn’t care. You couldn’t care - not when Hyunjins laugh would mix in with yours and you guys would have to literally cling to each other for strength.

“Tag, you’re it!” he breaks you out of your thoughts as he starts running away, his laughter still ringing in the air as you chase him. After a while, you give up, you were in no way, shape, or form, fast enough to catch the boy - especially with all the liquor bouncing around your stomach.

You sit down on the grass, catching your breath, your laughter dying down as your back hits the grass, eyes focusing on the twinkling orbs above. A few seconds later, warmth fills up beside you, Hyunjin taking his place next to you, mirroring your actions.

“We never observed a person,” you say chuckling, breaking the silence that quickly hung over the two of you.

“Sorry,” he smiles sheepishly, turning to you. Hyunjin takes this time to fully take in your appearance. No doubt in his mind, you are one of the most beautiful girls he’s ever seen.

“Why don’t we, umm -,” he pauses, wondering to himself if this was going to be a good idea for him.

“Why don’t we, what?” you reply quickly, curiosity getting the best of you as you turn to your side coming face to face with the boy himself. Your guys’ face were millimeters apart and the sudden feeling of his breathing being so close to you felt intoxicating. You dart your eyes down to his lips, thinking what it was like to feel them upon yours.

Hyunjin lets out an awkward cough, breaking the tension in the air as he stares back up at the stars. “Why don’t we observe each other?” he suggests after his heartbeat finally calmed down.

“Oh uhmm, o-okay,” you say, your voice faltering, pushing back your desire to kiss him. “You first,” you whisper, keeping your eyes locked into his features.

“uhh, I think you’re wondering what the hell you’re doing with a boy you barely know at 3 in the morning. You don’t want me to notice that you’re actually really pissed at me for dragging you into this party and not getting any of our work done,”

The boy takes a pause as soon as he hears you giggle ‘hyunjin, you are so wrong,’ you think to yourself.

“You’re the type to always get your shit done and you’ve probably already figured out everything you want in your life ever since you learned how to walk. You… you shouldn’t be wasting your time with someone like me,” he muttered, slowly turning to face you, this time a sad smile placed upon his lips. You sympathize with him, feeling sad with the way that he viewed himself.

“Okay, uhm…you're anxious right now because you don’t know how i’ll react to your confessions. You’re the type of boy who doesn’t want to let anyone in but at the same time wants to know how it feels to be loved,” you sigh, the guilt you were feeling creeping in once again, slowly eating you up. Hyunjin grew tense under your observations. He hated how easily it is for you to read him when he thought that he was doing a decent job at keeping up with his facade.

“You don’t notice the way others look at you because you’re too busy nitpicking your flaws. You didn’t notice how you were literally the life of the party back there. You didn’t notice the amount of girls practically begging for your attention…” you hesitate saying the last thing in your mind but as soon as you turned to him and saw the way he was looking at you, you couldn’t help but let the words stumble out of your mouth, “you don’t notice how much I want to kiss you right now,” and with those words out in the open, he brings his hands up to your cheek, slowly placing a light kiss upon your rosy lips and you swear you’ve never tasted anything better. It was a quick kiss, leaving as soon as it came, but the mix of his cherry chapstick and the alcohol created a combination that left you wanting more. Leaning up, you kiss him again, his mouth moving perfectly in sync with yours, deepening the kiss that you find yourself getting more and more addicted to with every second that passes.

Hyunjin pulls away first, his thoughts finally all coming together as the alcohol was starting to slowly leave his system. He looks at you, the fear evident in his eyes. He fucked up and he knows it. He shouldn’t have kissed you. You guys were friends and frankly, he liked your company. He can never be that guy who starts a relationship with someone. He was sure that he was incapable of love and could never give you what you wanted. You knew this, of course. You knew this from day one.

“I’m no good for you,” he sighed, mumbling several apologies for the actions that he took. And you realize how truly scared he was. That the tough image he’s keeping up isn’t because he had to but because he truly believed that it was the right thing to do.

“That’s okay Hyunjin, we can blame it on the alcohol,” you wished you didn’t have to but you knew yourself that you couldn’t let this get deeper than what it was now.

Hyunjin walks you back to your dorm room, making sure you were safe inside before he headed back to his own place.

-quiet when I’m coming home, i’m all alone.

three.

Hyunjin saw too many relationships around him fail, starting from his own parents. For him, love was merely an illusion. A desire that people get caught up with not because they are in love but because they lust the idea of love. The idea of having someone there to hold, to laugh with, to share stories with - it was all bullshit to him because at the end of the story, someone always leaves. Someone always says goodbye. It wasn’t worth it.

Not for him.

But sometimes he’ll see a picture on instagram and wonder to himself, could those smiles be permanent?

“Are you just gonna keep stalking her social media or are you gonna actually talk to her?” Jeongin breaks the boy out of his thoughts.

“I’m not stalking her!” Hyunjin replies defensively, hiding the pink that was creeping upon his cheeks.

“I’ve literally been here for the past 3 mins just looking at you scroll through her feed and you didn’t even notice,” the younger boy points out, teasing him. Ever since the night at the park, Hyunjin couldn’t bring himself to talk to you. He knew that the both of you agreed to just forget it but could he really forget something like that? You made him feel what he was scared of the most. You made him feel like he wanted to fall in love. The memory of your lips against his keeps him up at night, your laughter ringing in his ear while the warmth from your fingertips makes him feel like he’s completely losing it.

How can he still feel you when you were nowhere near him?

How did you get past his wall so quickly?

And why, fuck, why does he want you in it?

You, on the other hand, haven't made any effort to reach out either. He was right about you. You were a know-it-all. Ever since you were younger you knew that you wanted to help the people around you. You enjoyed listening to others’, letting them know that they are never alone and that they could always turn to you for advice or simply just if they needed someone to listen to them. You liked the idea of being someone’s safe haven - that’s why you want to be a psychologist.

But this - the way the boy made you feel, the way he cluttered your every waking thought - this was something you didn’t plan. This was something you didn’t have the answers to. Grabbing your phone, you finally gain the courage to send the boy a text

Hey, we still have one scenario left, any ideas? - y/n

Hyunjin reads the text, his heart suddenly doing somersaults in the air. ‘Hyunjin, stop.’ he warns himself. He knows that he wasn’t ready to see you and so he ignored it. Grabbing his backpack he shouts a quick, “I'm gonna go practice,” before heading out to the dance rooms to try and clear his head.

umm, what do you think about going to the diner across town? - y/n

You did it. You double texted. After several hours, the boy still hasn’t responded to your text so you decided to take manners in your own hands. But as soon as you pressed send, you felt pathetic. He’s most likely just busy and that’s why he hasn’t replied but you like to make yourself believe that you had more of an effect on him.

You were about to scream into your pillow, feeling frustrated at the situation until your phone let out a small ding, indicating that you’ve received a new message.

sure - hyunjin

how does tomorrow at 6pm sound ? - y/n

good - hyunjin

These one word answers were killing you. For someone who usually knows and can assume what’s about to happen beforehand, you were left clueless and that annoyed you.

“Hey, am i late?” hyunjin takes the seat across from you. no, he wasn’t late. you just arrived way earlier than the time planned hoping to calm your nerves before having to face the boy who has settled himself into your mind.

“What do you think of that girl over there?” you point at the girl who was sitting, laughing along with her group of friends.

“geez y/n, can’t we order something to eat first,” hyunjin jokes. He barely got there and you were already on top of it. typical, he thinks to himself. You let out a small smile, happy at the fact that the boy was teasing you. Honestly, you were afraid that his responses were going to be as bland as his text messages and it has been killing your thoughts the whole night.

“ok ok,, my bad… let’s order first,” when your food arrived, you fell into a comfortable conversation. like the thoughts that the both of you have been struggling with never existed. but in the middle of the conversation, something clicked within you.

You can‘t read him anymore and that scared you.

“honestly i think this whole project is stupid,” hyunjin blurts out, capturing your attention.

“hmm, why do you say that?”

“i just find it absolutely ridiculous to just judge someone based on one scenario, you know? like i bet all our guesses have been wrong so far,” he confesses and once again the guilt rushes to your heart and you were left speechless.

“Like I really hate it when people judge others without getting to know them like who do you think you are? Do people who do that actually think they’re better or mightier?” Hyunjin continues and suddenly the space around you feels tight, your lungs struggling to find air. You were the type of person that Hyunjin would hate and that leaves an unsettling feeling in your stomach.

Hyunjin notices this after a while of you not responding to him and just picking at your food. “y/n, you okay?” he says, eyes filled with worry and you can't help but let out a tear, quickly brushing it off as soon as it hit your cheek. You don’t deserve the way he’s looking at you like he would fight anyone that comes to hurt you.

“Hyunjin...i’m sorry,” you let out quietly as you tried to stop the rest of your tears from water falling. Grabbing your bag, you ran out of the diner, leaving a very confused Hyunjin behind to wonder what you were apologizing for.

four.

7 missed calls

you don’t dare try to answer any of it.

the thought of having to face the boy and explain the reasons for your apology hurts you knowing that he wouldn’t want anything to do with you afterwards. how do you even explain it to him? there is literally no plausible excuse:

“hey yeah i’m the jerk that you hate because i judged your whole personality based off of five songs,”

“i only did it because i like superiority”

“it also helps me feel better about myself”

yeah. he’ll definitely hate you afterwards. and so you sulk in your room, letting out your frustrated cries, your blanket comforting you as the sound of your phone ringing filled the air. after the 12th call, the ringing finally stops and you feel like you can finally think until a knock on your dorm room brings you back to reality.

“hey,” he sighs, your eyes immediately widening as you shut the door as quickly as you opened it.

“y/n, come on!” hyunjin whines

“how did you know this was my room?” you yell through the door.

“I asked around,” he shouts back “now can you let me in??”

You were frozen in place, hands gripped on your doorknob to make sure that he can’t come in. “Look, we don’t have to talk about what happened okay,” he starts, “but we do have a project due in 2 days and i would like to finish it...so please just ….. just let me in.” He finishes, an exasperated sigh leaving his mouth once he comes face to face with the girl that has always been a puzzle to him.

Entering your dorm room, you notice that the boy's hair is a bit disheveled and you wonder how many times he has let his hands run through them due to frustration. He’s doing his best to hide his furrowed eyebrows and keep a calm expression but you see through all of it.

you’re doing it again. you think to yourself.

“okay let’s just make up a scenario since we didn’t get one at the diner,” you suggest, finally breaking the silence that hung above the two of you.

“why did you apologize?” hyunjin quietly asks, his gaze fixed strongly on you and you find yourself having to sit down due to the impact of his stare.

“hyunjin…. you said we didn’t have to talk about it,” you responded, trying to change the subject.

“I lied. I need to know the answers y/n. I need to know why you seem to see through my walls. I need to know how you dug a hole in my mind and stayed in it because I want you out. I don’t know what I’m feeling when it comes to you and I don’t like it.”

“How??? How can you see right through me?!”He frustratedly confesses, his voice getting louder with every question that leaves his mouth.

“What?? are you a stalker??? Is that why you know?? have you been following me around ??”

“No!” you responded quickly, shutting down the assumptions that the boy has managed to come up with.

“It’s your music.” you finally confess, your heart tightening as the words left your mouth, afraid of what’s to come next.

Hyunjin stares at you, his mind finally connecting all the dots. The reason you asked for his playlist. The reason why you knew his stories and insecurities. All of it was because he gave you access to his music. And suddenly he felt bare. All his hiding, all the walls he put up, it was all useless when it came to you.

“The last song in that playlist…” he starts but you finish the sentence for him, “please love me by colde,” your glassy eyes staring back up at him.

“so, will you?” hyunjin asked, worry laced within his voice.

“y-you’re not mad at me?” you stuttered, the boy's actions leaving your mind in a maze. he shakes his head. oddly enough, he didn’t feel any anger towards you. noticing that you were left in your thoughts to make sense of the situation at hand, he offers you a soft smile, “after knowing how troubled my mind was, you still stayed.”

“i think i already do…” you confess, eyes fixated on him, “love you, that is,” you say mirroring the small smile that was on the boy’s face.

At your confession, Hyunjin let’s out a shaky breath.

“will you let me love you?” you ask him, a gentle tone laced within your voice, afraid of the answer to come.

your eyes never breaking contact with his, you moved closer to him. hyunjins eyes darts down to your lips and suddenly the answer seemed so clear.

love.

the word that terrifies him the most. the thing that the boy has been swearing off ever since he was little. love was something hyunjin never understood but every time he looks at your eyes, every time he feels your warmth next to him, and now as your lips move in perfect sync with his, it all seems to make sense.

(a/n): this ending is so rushed and im not sure if im entirely happy with it but i really did not know what to do for the longest time. i was thinking of just scrapping the whole thing tbh but anyways....

feedback is always welcomed and my ask is always open :)

thank you for reading!

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Fandom Ship Tag Game

Eeeee @jinpanman! Your answers were incredible! I found myself giggling and smiling through your responses. I felt all your emotions, haha. Thanks for the tag! And hiiii!

Alright, I took a whack at it!

Note: Potential spoilers for (I feel silly for writing this first one) The Lion King, You’ve Got Mail, Fleabag, Insecure, Harry Potter, Sailor Moon, Gilmore Girls, Supergirl, The Mindy Project, Parks & Recreation, and The Good Place.

First Ship: Simba and Nala from The Lion King

Like Mai, I too came away from this animated film with some feelings to sort out. 🤣 I mean, these are straight-up bedroom eyes!

I really loved this sort of Disney introduction to friends-to-lovers haha. Their whole dynamic was just so fun! But I think it might’ve also helped me see more layers to love. I was only 4 when it came out, but my aunt told me that when we, as was our tradition, walked out of the theater and over to the Burger King to get post-movie Big Kids Meals (because I was a big kid), I surprised her with a response to a question. When she asked me if I was sad when Simba ran away, I said no, because Scar would’ve killed him and been the king instead. Then I wondered if Nala might not have loved Simba if he hadn’t run away, and if princesses always have to marry princes. So, this was the birth of angst.

First OTP: Kathleen Kelly and Joe Fox from You’ve Got Mail

Looking back now as a woman, I see that the relationship isn’t exactly the healthiest? Growing up in arguably the first truly media-heavy culture, I was inundated with the concept of a “perfect body”. So, in a fluffier, romantic world, and in my younger, impressionable mind, I found wonder in the idea of someone falling for you through your words. (Plus, they were just so darn smart, witty, and funny, and it made me a lifelong fan of Nora Ephron’s work!)

Your Ship Since the First Minute: Fleabag and Hot Priest from Fleabag

Phoebe Waller-Bridge is indescribable. Fleabag is everything. You know how I like to carry on. But I cannot express to you how much I learned and felt when I watched this show. Truly. I’m usually a straggler on trends, so if you still haven’t seen it, go watch it now.

Ship(s) You Wish Had Become Endgame: Molly and Andrew / “Asian Bae” from Insecure

I love Insecure so goddamn much it’s insane. It’s the show of my 30s. Of being in your 30s right now. Issa’s voice has been so curious, but kind. Expressive, but reflective. And generous. Molly’s whole arc with expectations about love has been eye-opening, and her character development is superb. Molly and Andrew in particular explored current themes in modern relationships, as well as what a relationship truly is at its core. What you have to give it. How much you have to give. And in some ways, how little. Technically, the show isn’t over yet, but so we don’t know if they’re not endgame, but also, we kind of do, don’t we?

Ship You Wish Was Canon: Harry and Hermione from Harry Potter

I mean, I wrote a fanfic about it, lol. I thought they just made sense, and I like love that just makes sense. Love that fits. After seeing what they went through, I liked the idea of them not starting out on this path, but love growing from those shared experiences.

Ship that Most of the Fandom Hates but You Love: MamoRei from Sailor Moon; Rory and Logan from Gilmore Girls

Wow, this picture, amirite?! 🤣 Obviously Usagi and Mamoru are OTP, but I remember being a little kid and getting so excited to see this dynamic! It was over so soon, rightfully so, but I was left wanting!

With Rory and Logan, I think it’s just about recognizing each other, and really seeing each other. Logan is Jess, contrarian and disillusioned with his past and environment, yet very happy to stay rooted in it. He’s just in a different environment. I think I liked that Logan understood that part of Rory’s life. And I liked how their relationship felt like an adventure. Kind of Rory’s true storybook romance. C’mon. “Ace”? 💔

You Don’t Even Watch the Show, but you Ship It: Supercorp

I literally know nothing, but every time I’d see them pop up somewhere, like on my old tumblr dash or in a commercial, I’d see the shippers, and I’d just feel so warm-hearted!

Ship You Wish Had a Different Storyline: Mindy and Danny from The Mindy Project

Mindy Kaling brought so many things together for me. She helped me own my own identity. I really loved The Mindy Project. Not really a critique of their time apart, as the character development felt necessary and true to life --- I just love seeing them together, so I’ll always be greedy for more time with them! Also, I just loved the ending song choice. The Chromatics cover of “I’m on Fire”. I can’t tell you how obsessed I was with the original, and I like that Mindy said that she chose that cover because “it was a version of the song they could both get behind”. That detail. Amazing.

Favorite Ship that is Endgame: Leslie and Ben from Parks and Recreation; Chidi and Eleanor from The Good Place

You know what’s interesting? Mike Schur is overwhelmingly responsible for my current take on healthy, happy love. The relationships he builds are so joyous, even in the face of complication or tragedy. Ben and Leslie show how you can be giving of yourself without sacrificing yourself. They display mutual, unconditional support. They already have so much in common, and they still enjoy each others’ “odd” quirks so much that they actively participate in them as well. Strong, unbreakable, unconditional love.

Then you take it out of Pawnee, Indianan and extrapolate that over stretches of vast, incomprehensible time and space? Chidi and Eleanor are essentially that hypothesis of joyous love being tested in simulation after simulation and holding strong. What I so valued from their expression of true, soulful connection, was the examination of when that is over, not because it ended, but because you truly realize you’re becoming something bigger than just the two of you, and that you simply are, as all things are. I still tear up when I think about the finale because it takes such a scary, awful, terrifying thing and somehow brings joy into that, too. Watch The Good Place if you haven’t already. If this hasn’t convinced you, then I’ll say that there’s a reason Namjoon admired it so much.

Tagging: @mochilatae @skyys-universe @shyfoxarbiter16 @parkblooming @palpalopaloma @m-yg93 @reliablemittenmain @sunshinerainbowsbts @chealsecharm and anybody else who’d like to play!

Clean list to copy:

first ship

first OTP

your ship since the first minute

ship(s) you wish had become endgame

ship you wish was canon

ship that most of the fandom hates but you love

you don't even watch the show, but you ship it

ship you wish had a different storyline

favorite ship that is endgame

#memes and games #i loved this one!#jinpanman

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