#i could write bruno's part longer but idk

[goatpaste]

If you don't mind me asking, why do you dislike part 5 so much ?

ough so i wrote up a long winded thing about how i felt

but honestly my friend Rex tweeted this last night and it says what i said in a bajillion words in a single tweet

also this one but not so much a complaint on my part but i do funnily agree lol

but anyways to also chop of some of my own long winded shit i said

i dont HATE p5, i HATE p2, i just dont CARE for p5 very much. it has some stuff i enjoy but as a whole i think its really lack luster

to preference a lot of this to, i think its mostly personal taste! i guess i get why p5 is so popular and why ppl enjoy it but its really not for me.

but like along with all the other stuff said

i think giorno is the most boring protag of all of jojos so far to me. i think he is such a nothing guy. i can SEE some traits of character going on, but in the end he doesnt do shit and i dont find the appeal of him. i think some ppl do a great job taking what vauge character he has and really bringing it out to make him more interesting, but hes just. weh

i think he was MORE fun and interesting at the start of the series during his lil black sabbath fight, and his altercation with bruno and his robbing koichi. But after joining Brunos group he just kinda fades away and becomes an accessory to the group and the last interesting thing he does is let that guy on the boat slurp him up so Abbacchio could do his thing. He's kinda like a guy who has a cool ability and can do cool stuff, then he joined a group of close knit friends that all had fun powers and who dont all give a shit about his stand beside, wow! now we can throw ourselves at danger hard and faster knowing you can fix us when he eat shit, SWAG. like, giornos like a pursedog with hotglue and bandaids for everyone.

idk just, good on ppl who enjoy giorno, he needs the fans. but i think hes so boring and all his fights are boring and he has less personality than p3 jotaro

BUT, opposite to that

i love Bruno and Trish the most, they were solid characters and their relationship was sweet and good and SAD. Also Trish and Spice Girl had my favorite fight in the whole part. i love her stands that doubles as a girlfriend.

then i also like Mista and Narancia, the two of them vary on how much character they have Rancho have a bit more character personality than Mista. But their FUN characters, their fights are fun and i like some silly guys. But man.. Narancia death just felt mean... like Abbachios death felt like absolutely nothing (except sdgjksh NArANCIA CRYINGABOUT IT WAS THE SADDEST PART OF HIS DEATH TO ME) and Brunos was sad because i liked him and his connections to others and his slow awaiting death to the world while everyone has to watch is sad, but narancia just felt mean like just killed him to take a gut shot one last time before they wrap up the plot. idk if i feel this way because i liked narancia or whatever.

Then i dont really care about the rest, like giono abbachio and fugo i just can find any ability to really have interest in, sorry

and then i think REALLY one of the actual worst things is

they talk SO much

about fucking nothing

for FULL EPISODES

its like 5 minutes of time at MOST moves on in the span of an episode because their just TALKING fOREVER. it felt like they were trying to explain stands and abilities and moves they were going to throw LONGER than the attacks themselves last, for like 20 minutes then the fucking episode ends that part should not have been 40 episodes long that was insane, they need to shut the fuck UP

ALSO

if im real, im?? a lil disappointed in GER. Like its ugly still, and its ability is cool, i think actually im just disappointed in its fight with Diavolo. its

neat, but it just

the whole part at that point REALLY just felt like araki wanted to be done with it. it felt like he didnt want to be writing it anymore and just wanted to be done

idk! again i think a lot of this probably is personal opinion. i just think ESPECIALYL coming off of p4 which i think its the BEST part that really used its story and plot and characters well and just did a lot of stuff i think p5 lacked and leaving p4 which i really loved into p5 really made it harder to watch.. miss my friends in morioh....

#long post #sorry despite cutting down my original rant i still talked a lot #in short! p5 is boring and lack luster and only like a SMALL handful of characters to enjoy for me and a plot that didnt really hook me #hardly anyone felt like they had conviction or drive or reason to do things beyond the plot having them do it #goat chatter

[castle-dominion]

Castle 7x10 bad santa

the killer santa episode (as opposed to the santa killer ep or the victim santa ep) liveblog

No maybe this is going to be the romeo & juliet episode, idk. We might have already had some

I hate xmas

lol car chase. Holy crap santa is killing him

Love the transition

Beckett XD RC: This is going to be the best year ever! He's so smiley

july AC: Write six, funny, poignant, eloquent lines describing highlights of the past year. For you. KB: What word rhymes with “I’m screwed”?

RC: This coming from a woman who skipped prom to crash a poetry slam.

KB: Since when do you follow rules? RC: Since I’m the one who made them.

Where ryan? RC's jaw drops and he looks to the sky.

RC: Guys. Squeezing down countless chimneys, delivering millions of presents in one night? It’s bound to happen. Santa finally cracked. JE: Or... (you assume he will say an actual fact or theory) JE: ...our victim was naughty instead of nice.

There's ryan!

JE, walking in happy to the morgue: Hey!! LP: Hey JE: What’chu got for me, girl? didnt they break up? or did they propose? or what?

JE: Hang on. You always call me down here after the lab results are in, which leads me to believe that you may have some ulterior motives. LP: Javi, I want to ask a little favor. JE: Anything you need. :] face LP: So … my parents barely ever leave Louisiana and they’re flying out to Paris tomorrow and they have a last minute layover in New York. (his face goes from smiling & nodding to instant :( that's how fast it falls) They want us all to get together. JE: *gulp* So it’s … uh … meet the parents? LP: Are you okay with that? JE: *scoffs/laughs* Yeah. Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be? That’s not even really a favor. That’s just me … stepping up. LP: Mmhmm. He’s clearly not okay with that. LP: See, I didn’t get to the favor part. Yet. JE: .. What? LP hesitates. JE: You didn’t? LP: See, um… my parents … my parents kind of think we’re engaged. He stares at her in shock. JE: ... Why Do They Think That? (not clipping but ugh) LP: Well, you and I were on again, off again. They just got so worried about their unmarried daughter – JE: So you told them we got engaged? LP: I didn’t mean too. I just … popped out. JE: Now how does something like that just pop out? LP: I wanted them to stop bugging me. I’m sorry, Javi, but once I said it there it was and now here they are. JE: So the first time I meet your parents, you’re asking me to lie to them? LP: I’ll be lying to them, too. But I’ve been doing it longer. (tru) JE: Wow. LP: Can I just bring them down to the precinct to say hello and you could just pretend for just ten minutes. (she wraps her arms around his neck and lowers her voice) I’ll make it worth your while. JE: Yeah. Yeah. I can do that.

Like Ryan's shirt, we've seen him wear it before

girl introducing herself with "nypd" heck yeah that's what youre SUPPOSED to do that lets my janitorial staff friend quickly walk away. Love him sm lol.

... or this

Wait is this the romeo & juliet episode?

Love castle & his contacts

wait this is also the ep where castle gets kicked out

RC: Field trip to a strip club. She gives him a wary look. He bolts from the room.

Calls her venus Dino: For you, Rick? I’m happy to help. And the boys are too. (Step up menacingly) Rocco Carlucci, he’s my … my chief of security. And this is Christopher Carlucci. VP of corporate affairs.

JE: So while you and Castle were busy getting lap dances, Ryan and I did some real police work.

I hate her slur. Girl put a t in there.

You never come alone. You must always say "I demand a second be there with me. It can be my cop wife, it can be my daughter (which you do not want to kill), it can be my OTHER mob friend, but I demand a second. I will not come with the entire swat team tho."

Jane lol

Dino Scarpella: I don't like that word "admit"

Recap: Eric was family. My cousin Bruno’s kid. By a girl he had on the side. Bruno, he died in the slammer, so I looked after Eric. I sent him to the best schools. I didn’t want him to work for the family, but you want to hear God laugh, you tell him – you tell him all your plans, right? DS: A few years back, one of my guys got shot. It happens. He would have croaked, but Eric stepped up. Next thing I know – next thing I know he’s got a taste for the life. I need to find out who did this to him.

RC: And by sensitive you mean illegal. Ds: I don’t like that word, either. RC: But if I figure out who did this, you have to let me bring the killer to justice. And by justice I mean legal justice. Not just taking him out. When the time comes, I need to call Beckett.

Dude never cut your palm. "Ow!" "Ow!" Big bro: & then they both died from blood borne diseases

My subconscious misogyny coming out "Wow bex is so awful saying "you believe dino bc he gave you a papercut" to castle, smh" but dom if it was someone else, would you say that? Subconscious misogyny babes.

OH THE PARENTS TIME EEHEEHEEHEE JE: (forced & high pitched) Hey! hUG OK JE: Oh, I can see where Lanie gets her beautiful eyes from. (to WALTER) And her medical brain must come from you. I hear you’re a surgeon?

clipping

RYAN! when did his badge get crossed? No father figure moments (He looks extra Black beside Lanie & her parents) I love how useful Ryan is!

Cristopher Carlucci: (laughs) I’m his right hand man. I know fifty who would slit my throat like that. (he snaps) But they’d kill me. Not one of them would frame me.

Cyber Rita my beloved!!

RC: Uh, Lurch, would you – (he startles, realizing his mistake) – Rocco, I mean, could you - ?

uwu who's wearing the hat? I love it lol

JE: Castle over here started moonlighting for the mob. RC: I think that might be overstating it a little. JE, who I think used to be gang task force: You took a blood oath. You let them turn you into an honorary mobster. What’s wrong with you? KR the best dork ever: Oh, come on, man. How many people, outside the mafia, ever get to swear omertà?(gestures) I think it is an experience of a lifetime. JE: Of course you would. KB: Didn’t you say you had a lead? Me, Canadian & into rocks: sodium ferrocyanide mixed with sodium chloride, that's ice salt. JE: *mad that castle interrupted him*

RC: Man, the places we go to follow a lead. RC: But if it points to our killer, it’s worth it indeed.

/probably/ didn't survive. Salt might change that tho

*waits for them to leave* Heyhey! hey,

Her eyes when he says kids XD you should bring kevin & jenny with u bro LP: Javi, I can’t come clean. If I come clean I will never hear the end of this. Look, you met them. You kept your promise. You can skip dinner. I’ll say something came up, like a dead body. JE: No way. I can’t be the kind of fiancé that bails on the one time your parents were in town. I have to go. We’re engaged. (So true bestie) LP: We’re not engaged. (acting, you can't pretend to be engaged, you need to ACTively BE engaged for a bit.) JE: But we could be. (Whispers) JE: Someday. And I don’t want them to hate me then because I skipped out now. SDJFKALSDFHKLSJDFHAKSDJHDSFH First of all I love the music but LOOK commitment-phobe esposito (according to Castle in the wonderful life/au ep) (or yk, anyone premember the sonjia ruiz episode?) being the one to imply he wants things! Remember Kill Shot? He was like "Would I be a good dad?" & stuff?

Tessaro Beating the drums is a good phrase SWORN ENEMIES!! I was right about {the romeo & juliet ep}!

KB: Why would Eric treat Luca Tessaro, a member of a rival family? RC: See, this is the beauty of me being mobbed up. Temporarily. I can go straight the source and ask Dino.

"The boys" & I & then ofc they find the effing bullet. Like.. Who cares? Of course they missed smth for the movie. It's more dramatic this way.

Dun dun dun bracelet with blood & slug! These detectives just... found this crap.

Gonna go ahead & take that as a yes XD Rocco: *quiet* Ooh a response! His voice is higher than expected I mean heck yeah Dino, protect your daughter. Rocco: Uh uh. Jane stopped him. She didn’t want a war between the families. Besides, she’s a woman that can take care of herself. Transcript is incorrect, it is "cica cica boom room" not chica. It says so on the neon signs.

"I hope" hhh "Dino maybe have a seat"

Not accuse so much as "Look into it" Is Dino doing this to kill castle or ask castle to kill someone else? RC: Who disrespects you? I respect you, Dino. I – I respect the hell out of you.

Jane is back! Daddy! Everyone sit down. IN LOVE!? You made it up? I mean

Jane Scarvella: What was I supposed to say? That I was in love with a Tessaro? If either family knew our secret we could never be together. DS is silent. He doesn’t even move. JS: Daddy? DS: I’m processing this news. At least he has the decency to hold back & think abt it & TELL HER that he is processing

JS: Luca called me, gasping for breath. He’d been shot. By the time I got to him he was unconscious. Dying. He needed help, so I dragged him into my car. That’s probably how I lost my bracelet. RC: So you called Eric. JS: I didn’t know what else to do. Eric told me to meet him at the surgery room. He did everything in his power to save Luca, but … he couldn’t. DS: Which explains Eric’s murder. If the Tessaros found out Eric was involved with Luca’s death they would have retaliated. (he grabs Janegently) What do they know, Jane? JS: (adamantly) Nothing. Eric got rid of the – the body and the clothes so nothing could lead them to our family. RC: Jane, did Luca tell you on the phone who shot him? Who wanted him dead? JS: No, but last week he said something was up with the Tessaros. Someone was making a power grab and he was trying to find out who. DS: I swear. If the Tessaros killed my Eric we’re going to war.

KB: Lovers from rival families. Wow. That sounds like Romeo and Juliet. RC: Right down to Eric as the apothecary.

Heir? Power grab!

WAIT LUCA? HE'S ALIVE???

rc: No. As a matter of fact, we thought you were already dead.

Why order an effing pizza?

Luca Tessaro: But when Eric got popped, I figured it was the same guy that shot me. Maybe he found out I was alive and went after Eric to get to me?

il Penumbra the partially shaded outer region of the shadow cast by an opaque object.the shadow cast by the earth or moon over an area experiencing a partial eclipse.

Ofc it's a setup

lol that santa, I thouht it was the bloody santa costume lol Rita: All right, fine. I’ll help. (RC scrambles to sit next to her) But only because I don’t want to sleep alone on Christmas.

Michael M Ouse

Rita: I think you should tell Christopher he’s sleeping over New Year’s Eve, too.

He didn't stay a little while after to idk like check his emails?

she threw the cuffs at him lol (btw I like ryan & bex together)

They just walked right into the police station lol

DS: I decided it’s better to bless her relationship and unite with the Tessaros than to lose my kid. Tis the season of peace, huh? *adjusting his jacket* RC: Thank you very much. (he clears his throat) That’s a call I hope I never have to make. They move to leave. Before they do, ROCCO grabs CASTLE and kisses him on both cheeks. CASTLE is stunned.

I thought Lanie hated her mom? & also lived close enough to visit during the dirty bomb episode(s?)

MP: Dinner was so great. We can’t wait to see you two lovebirds again. Maybe next time we can talk about the wedding. *JE's fae falls* LP: Maybe. One step at a time, Mom. JE: It was great to finally meet you both. JE: shakes WP’S hand. MP: All right, pumpkin. She and LP hug. LP: Bye, mommy. ("So did I. Didn't work. Lanie hates her mom.") MP: Love you. You be good. LP: I will. MP: All right. JE: You guys have a good trip. WP and MP leave. LP turns to JE. LP: Thank you for that. JE: Oh, it was actually much easier than I thought it was going to be. (uwu) LP laughs. JE: But … you know, it made me think seriously about us. And where we are. He grabs her left hand. LP: Javi, I don’t think we should do this here. JE: No, I have to say this. Lanie, being fake engaged (XD) to you made me realize how great we are together. But not the way that your parents are. (she exhales) Or Castle and Beckett, or Ryan and Jenny. (UWU AAH NO YES SKFJDH) LP: I know. I feel it too. I mean, I’m crazy about you – JE: Oh, I’m crazy about you, too. But just – you know, not … not in that way. And you deserve what they have. LP: We both do. She kisses his cheek and smiles. JE: What are you going to tell your parents? LP: The truth. But after the holidays. No need to spoil their vacation. (valid) JE: Mmhmm. She grabs his backside and chuckles. "Eyy!!" (still have that to them tho lol) I can't tell if they just broke up or proposed...

KR: So they cut you with a little ceremonial dagger. Did it hurt? I love Ryan & Castle :) RC: Yeah, it hurt. But you can’t let him know that, right? So my face was life a stone. *said "ow" twice*

Oh no. VG: As he was being transferred to Central Booking, Detective McBride was shot and killed by unknown assailants. The DA learned that you were cooperating with members of organized crime in your investigation. People that might have wanted McBride dead. Love her hair btw. VG: This doesn’t look good. Especially for you. I am so sorry, Mr. Castle, but the DA spoke to the mayor and – (she sighs) – you are no longer permitted to work with the NYPD. She actually says "I'm sorry" & is sad Castle is going! She warmed up to him!

That's a heck of a twist to put after the climax of the episode KB: This has been an epic year. Life’s been full of joy and tears. Solving crimes and catching killers, just like Castle’s famous thrillers. We share our passion every day. As partners go we’re here to stay. Not here to stay tho

& I mean... Castle you can go to Dino & say "we agreed you'd let us handle it the legal way" but like... yeah fair punishment. My acab side si getting the best of my "ooh funny movie" side

RC: What could be wrong? You’re here.

Ryan is so excited & I love him sm. He is defintiely a character but I see ppl like that irl, heck, I see myself in him sometimes, another point for the adhd headcanon ig. Kinda wish another one of the detectives got to yell that & turn it on tho, just to get some more speaking lines & variance.

We need more Kanie fics.

When I first watched this I was so confused bc why is this in the middle of a season? it should be at the end so that ppl can have the hiatus, yk?

Well that was fun. I sure enjoyed that. Now I should go to bed tho, actually it is not even 6pm. Still I should maybe do some homework or smth. Or post another chapter of my fanfic.

#Castle 7x10 #Castle 7x10 quote #Castle 7x10 spoilers #the romeo & juliet episode #plot heavy but only in terms of castle getting kicked out of the precinct

[cryingtearsofjamjam]

One of the reasons it's taking me so long to actually write the Bruno fic that I keep talking about, is simply because I am so scared of getting the characterization of Bruno and Abuela wrong.

I want to show Abuela being gentle, caring, and soft with the her family. While also being a more fun, lighthearted, and just a generally more lively side of her. She hasn't ever had time to just be with her family without having all the pressure, worry, and grief placed onto her shoulders. So I wanna show her letting go of all the pressure when she is with her family, knowing that when she is with her familia, she doesn't need to be so tense. But at the same time, I am scared that showing that might take away the character that has always been established or that I am just charactering Abuela wrong.

With Bruno I wanna show him being anxious, quiet, and independent while also showing him being compassionate, self-assertive, and more confident. He has been in the wall of Casita for 10 years, I feel like he’d be pretty quiet at first. And he seems to have a more calm and independent like personality. 

#i could write bruno's part longer but idk #i wanna write how i see the character while also writing them correctly #Abuela is the one i am worried about the most #because i feel like i am just pushing her to be how i want her to be #but at the same i want to see her having a good time with her familia #writing fanfic #abuela madrigal #bruno madrigal #Encanto #encanto agere #jamie doesnt know what she is doing #writing advice

[the-madrigals-bitch]

Hi there!! I saw your requests open so I thought I’d try. May I request a scenario where Isabela is finally free to choose who to love, but then the person she fell for is betrothed to someone else? Basically, just let her experience what it was like in Dolores’ shoes… idk, it’s up to you if you want to make it a happy ending or not. thank you so much, and i hope you consider this

Hello! Let me start this by saying YOUR REQUEST IS PHENOMENAL! I literally had to break it into two parts because it's so long haha, but I fucking loved writing it! I hope you enjoy it too, thank you for your request! ♡

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Betrothed to Another pt. 1

Isabela Madrigal x reader

Words: 2.5k

Prompt: Isabela is finally allowed to love who she wants, but fate is cruel and you find yourself betrothed

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It was finally happening, the life of Isabela's dreams, the one that Tio Bruno promised her started today, she was sure of it. No longer being betrothed to Mariano was the first step, he was a great guy, but she didn't love him and she hated the wedge their betrothal drove between her and Dolores. That didn't matter anymore though, none of it did because she could be whoever she wanted to be now, she could love whoever she wanted. Sprinting to your house to confess her undying love was the next step.

You were her best friend, the only other person who understood exactly who she wanted to be and supported her without question. Many nights had you laid in her bed, fingers running through her dark tresses as she cried about the pressure she was under to maintain her perfect grandchild status. You never told her to defy her grandmothers wishes, to just forget her family and make her own choices, you understood family pressures just as well. Your parents had come from poor families and worked their way to the top, so they knew exactly what it was like to have nothing. Wealth and status was important to them and they wanted nothing more than for you to maintain their standing.

They couldn't go back to being poor and being their only child they wouldn't allow you to fall into that position either, so the pressure for you to marry someone of high stature was very on. It worked out perfectly for Isabela, being part of the Madrigal family meant that there was no one with higher status than her, no one in Encanto at least. You had been busy with your own family problems for the past few days, your dad was sick and no one knew how much time he had left, but they adored the young woman so she was sure they wouldn't mind her impromptu visit. She was sure they'd be over the moon to hear her confession because if maintining status was what they wanted, then she was at the top of the ladder.

She was sure that you'd be estatic to see her and hear what she had to say, the tension between you two was obvious to everyone around you, including yourselves. It was hard to ignore that fact that whenever you two were alone together fits of gut busting laughter turned into seconds of you staring into each others eyes, flickering from orbs to your lips until one of you drew back. She was sure you'd fall right into her, so when she knocked on your door and you looked horrified to see her, she was confused to say the least.

"Hey flor, is everything alright?"

You turned away, looking inside to make sure no one was around before turning back to the woman in front of you and speaking urgently,

"Isa you can't be here right now, you have to go home, please."

Her brows furrowed in confusion as you dismissed her, it wasn't the reaction she'd been expecting.

"But I have to tell you something, what's wrong Y/N? Are your parents okay?"

"They're fine and that's the problem, I'll find you later but please-"

"Y/N, who's at the door?"

"No one mama I thought-"

It was too late, your mom had already spotted Isa standing outside and rushed over.

"Isabela!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around the Madrigal woman and catching her off guard as your usually stoic mother never hugged anyone. "So good to see you, please come in dear, you're just in time."

"Just in time?" the flower powered woman asked, stepping in and observing the grim look on your face as you walked out to your back garden.

She waved at your father, who still looked incredibly ill despite the beaming smile on his usually serious face. She was just about to ask why you and your entire family were acting so strangely when she saw him, the bakers nephew, Joaquin Herrera.

"Hola Joaquin," she greeted the young man kindly, although bewildered to see him. "Fancy seeing you here."

"Good morning Senora Isabela, hopefully you'll be seeing a lot more of me around here. I'm so happy that you've join us for this special occasion," he responded, promping Isabela to give you another strange look.

You refused to meet her eyes, your own orbs trained onto the grass at your feet as your mother pulled your best friend to sit between her and her husband, holding her hand as she watched on.

"Go ahead Joaquin," your fathers gravely voice spoke.

Isabela went stiff as he melted onto one knee and took your left hand gently into his own.

"Y/N L/N," he started. "Ever since the moment I saw you I've thought you were the most beautful woman in Encanto and I've always thought that you were the woman I want to marry-"

Bile rose in the Madrigal woman's throat as he spoke and the grip your mother held on her hand tightened simultaneously with her own, although for very different reasons. The small smile you held on your face to feign happiness may have convinced your parents, but Isabela saw right through you. Every fiber of her being screamed at her to stand up and rip you away from him, but your mothers steadily tightening grip reminded her exactly why she couldn't.

"-Will you do me the honor of becoming Y/N Herrera? Will you marry me?"

There was no emotion behind your eyes as you nodded, allowing him to slip the engagement ring onto your finger. You hardly moved as he scooped you up in his arms and pressed a kiss onto your lips, the tears rolling down your cheeks could easily be mistaken for tears of joy, but Isabela knew better. He wiped your tears away, his calloused hands were rough against your supple skin and when he placed you back down your parents stood to wrap the two of you into a teaful embrace.

"This will be so good for us, we're so proud of you Y/N."

You smiled at them despite the pain and unhappiness you felt, you were doing what they always wanted, you were finally making them proud. You'd never seen your father cry before, the man hardly expressed anything other than indifference, so to see him crying because he was proud of you warmed your heart in spite your agony. You stopped in front of Isa as Joaquin pulled you towards the front of the house, babbling on excitedly about telling everyone.

"We'll talk later I promise," you whispered before being pulled away by your new fiance.

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The news of your engagement spread like wildfire as that idiot ran through the plaza screaming 'she said yes' in a way that was so cliche that Isabela's eyes rolled to the back of her head. How could he possibly say he loved you when he couldn't even see how uncomfortable you were with all of this, it was written all over your face how unhappy you were. That jackass didn't love you, he was just happy that someone like him got lucky enough to marry someone as amazing as you. The harrowing expression on your face, like you couldn't process what was happening to you, while he screamed at the top of his lungs happy as could be shattered her to her very core. She did smile just a little bit as a rose sprouted up from the ground, tripping and sending him flying into the fountain, who could've made that happen.

You made direct eye contact with her, grim expression lifting for just a second as your fiance landed in the water. You plucked the flower from the ground quickly and placed it behind your ear as the stem disappeared, looking at her you shared one of those moments again, one of those moments where the rest of the world faded away and it was just you two. She thought for a second that maybe this could still work, but as if remembering the reality of your situation, your face fell back into its blank expression and you rushed to help Joaquin out of the fountain, snuffing out the last embers of hope Isabela had. She trudged home, going straight to the kitchen and resting her head on her mothers shoulder as she flipped arepas.

"Hola mi amor," Julieta hummed, placing her free hand over her daughters hair and kissing the side of her face. "Are you alright?"

Her eldest didn't respond, too heartbroken to speak, she only shook her head against her mothers shoulder, promting the woman to turn around and cup her daughters cheeks.

"What happened corazon?" she frowned, thumbs stroking Isabela's face lightly as tears fell from her eyes.

She threw her arms around her mother, buring her face into her neck and letting her shoulders go slack as she cried.

"I went to Y/N's house to tell them, but when I got there Joaquin Herrera was already there and," she let out a sob. "He proposed, they're engaged mama."

Julieta's heart broke as she rubbed small circles into her daughters back, holding her tightly as her shoulders bounced in time with her sobs. Of course Julieta knew of her daughters crush on you, she was her mother and she knew everything there was to know about her. What kind of mom would she be if she didn't realize something as obvious as the way everyone's eyes were always on Isabela, but her's always searching for you. How could she say she knew her daughter if she didn't notice the way a deep blush spread across her cheeks whenever you neared and especially when you touched her. Julieta knew of your parents standards, but she also knew what an amazing person you were and it hurt her deeply that you were being forced into a situation that not only left you, but her daughter as well, unhappy. You were like one of her own children and if she could march up to your parents and demand that they let you out of this marriage, she absolutely would, but she couldn't, it wasn't her place.

"I'm so sorry mi bebe," she mumbled, lips against her daughters hair as she spoke. "What are you going to do?"

"What can I do mom? I watched him propose, it's too late," Isa sniffled against her mothers neck.

"It isn't too late to tell them how you feel Isabela, maybe they'll change their min-"

"They won't mama. They can't say no to their family just like I couldn't, they care too much about making them proud. Senor L/N doesn't have much time left and Y/N knows how much seeing them with someone who can take care of them when he's gone means to him. They chose him, not me and Y/N won't choose me either. It's called karma mami, I put Dolores through this for months and the universe is paying me back for it," she didn't think she'd ever forgive herself for almost marrying him despite knowing her cousins feelings.

"You did not put Dolores through anything Isabela, don't say anything that ridiculous again. You are a selfless woman with an amazing heart who was pushed into a marriage you didn't want, but didn't you think had a say in either and you were willing to sacrifice your happiness for the sake of the family anyway. You weren't happy either and if you-."

"Isabela! Y/N is here!" Camilo called from the front door.

She looked up at her mother, who gave her a nod of encouragment, squeezing her daughter one last time before she went to the door where you waited outside.

"Hey, I came to talk," you spoke meekly, fidgeting with the engagement ring that was heavy on your finger.

"Not too busy being dragged around by your fiance?" she asked, sounding more harsh than intended.

"Well, my fiance had an incident concerning the fountain so he's cleaning up at his place, but if you'd rather me leave-"

"Come inside, we'll talk in my room."

"Hey Y/N congratulations on your engagement by the way!" Camilo announced, earning a glare from his cousin and a quiet thank you from you.

The air was so thick with tension as you walked to Isabela's room that you couldn't breathe by the time you got into her bedroom. She rushed forward, wrapping her arms around you in a tight hug as your legs gave out beneath you, emotional destress taking it's toll on your body as you finally dropped your facade.

"It's okay, let it out," she mumbled softly , stroking your hair in the way you'd done for her many times. "I'm so sorry."

When you were finally able to stand on your own she was surprised to find that you weren't crying, you only had this blank look behind your eyes like you'd already resigned yourself to what was happening.

"I always knew this was coming, that I'd be married off if I didn't find someone soon, but I thought I'd have someone before the day came. I guess I waited too long."

"Y/N I-"

"My parents have had Joaquin picked out for me since the day they met him, they were always telling me about what a great man he is, about how hardworking he is and how he'd make an amazing husband. He reminds them of the late nights and early mornings, of success and hardships, he makes them feel safe. It makes them happy that I'll be with someone who will always work hard to make sure I have the things I want and need. It puts them at ease to think that I'll be happy for the rest of my life, if I never want for anything, then I have to be happy right?"

Your eyes steadily became glazed over with tears as you spoke, but you refused to cry, each word was a blow to the woman in front of you.

"I'll have everything I could ever desire, so I should be happy to be marrying him. My parents just want me to be okay after their gone, I should be grateful that they care so much. I'm not though, I'm so angry and sad and I feel horrible about it. He kissed me, we haven't even dated and he thought it was okay to kiss me Isabela. Considering the circumstances I guess it was okay but I didn't want it. I don't think he's a bad guy, but I don't love him and I don't want to spend the rest of my life with him," you laughed dryly, realizing that you were complaining in vain, you didn't have a choice. "My life ends with this marriage and I don't even get a say. I-" you stopped, she could hate you for this confession, but you had nothing else to lose so you swallowed your nerves and spoke clearly. "I love you, Isa."

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Dun Dun DUNNNNNN I leave it there, but part 2 will be up soon! The irony of it all! I really didn't want to split this into two parts, but it's so long that I didn't have a choice. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it!

Have a great day/night! ♡

#isabela my beloved #isabela madrigal #isabela x reader #encanto #encanto imagines #julieta madrigal #isabela madrigal x reader

[sug4r-sp1c3]

He is not gone at all 4/4

I WANNA CONTINUE THIS BUT I CAN'T,or yes?.AAAAAAAAAh

anyways

Part 1, 2, 3, 4

Remember!

Marie's gift view the past

mateo's gift transform into animals

pedro's gift control the emotions wen he sings

TW:Fem! reader, angst(?, fluff,

The story of the movie is changed?, idk

you were looking everywhere for mateo, pepa and julieta tried to calm you down, but with no luck, mirabel tried to help, shouting his name, antonio despite not being able to understand his friend leopard (I don't remember if he had a name) I knew that he was also going to the forest to look for him, but he always returned either with nothing or with small slightly green turquoise threads from his ruana, he was still alive, but you just didn't know where he was, and that was enough to worry you, I would swear that if you had Pepa's gift you would have already created an electrical storm or a hurricane.

you followed mirabel to the river until alma arrived and asked you to give her some time alone with mirabel, you didn't say anything you walked away leaving them alone, you could hear her voice telling her a ... story(?, until you heard a familiar voice and laughter, you quickly came back running and you saw bruno and mateo, bruno and mateo, they were...alive, you saw how bruno tried to get off the horse falling .. and when he was able to get down mateo, you didn't have the courage to approach, until Marie and Pedro pulled your dress asking you "is he our dad?..." they said at the same time that they scared you, when you turned around again, you saw bruno looking at you, as if it were the first time, grandmother had a soft smile on her face, and patted him on the back undoing the hug, bruno approached you and when he opened his mouth to say something marie said "It's the same as my visions!" and she took out a green crystal with a bit of sand and turquoise touches and extending it to her father, he grabbed it and saw himself, rocking a cradle (?, "my little rats..." Bruno bent down and hugged Marie Pedro, you saw how Marie laughed and hugged her father, Pedro froze and hugged her back, "Mateito... mateito brought me up to date on some things...hehe" he stood up and laughed nervously while your son before mentioned he smiled nervously next to his father, my god now they were almost the same, bruno was going to say something but you interrupted him by hugging him, and giving him a little kiss on the lips, and that your children, no, their children said a little 'ewgh ', surprised bruno hugged your hip, and gave you a kiss, not like any other, a sweet one, as if he had never left, and this time you heard a longer 'eeeeewwwwwgggghhh' long enough so that when they separated they would still pronounce the lyric 'e'.

you laughed while you saw how bruno caressed your wedding ring on your finger, "I missed you... brunito... I missed you so much..."

"you are not angry?"

"Why, why would I be?..."

"Hannah told me that-...wait, rata mentirosa!...although that gave me material for novels.."

You saw how one of his rats jumped from his shoulder to Mateo's and hid in his ruana.

"Novels?" your children said at the same time, and that's why they were sometimes a little scary

"Yes, yes, yes! novels of rats!... they served me as an entertainment when I was in... well, the walls"

"bruno... the family need to know that you are back.. and i'll not acccept a no"

"rats"

More timeskips because i don't know what to write anymore

Apparently, everything had returned to normal, Bruno returned, and despite the fact that the magic would take time to "recover" everything was fine, the house was rebuilt, Dolores is going to marry Mariano (who saw that coming? What-), and abuela is not so 'demanding' anymore.

and at the end he wasn't gone at all

(I'M SORRY MY MIND WAS D34D AAAAAAAAAAAAA-

-SUG4R-SP1C3)

(coments, reblogs, etc, are appreciated

any error just inform me, i'll correct it!)

#bruno madrigal x reader #bruno x reader encanto #encanto x you #he was not gone at all #SUG4R-SP1C3 #bruno my beloved

[thornsofdeath]

phf rants

as i’ve made clear im rlly impacted by this book. dont mind my lowkey venting

damn this is long

mista's coldness towards fugo / the stadium scene as a whole

it really really hurt me to see mista treating fugo, his old partner, his old friend like a dangerous enemy. i know he had his valid reasoning, but that very specific kind of angst shatters me. mista had his gun pointed at fugo for the entire stadium scene, not wavering for even a second. the worst part? it seemed like mista was trying to purposefully incite fugo to snap by right out insulting him and his stand, saying he was glad when fugo didn’t get on the boat. it seemed like he was egging fugo on just so he had an excuse to kill him, to get one more thing off his list of concerns. fugo as a person meant nothing at all to mista. when mista said “kill these traitors, or we’ll kill you” i wanted to cry. mista goes on about hoe fugo is a massive threat because purple haze is unhinged and can wipe out the enitre population if he wanted. fugo politely corrects him, as PH only has 6 capsules and can only attack 6 times in a day. did i see myself in that scene and feel fugo’s pain of just wanting to be left alone and not have to think about the past or the future, silent and melancholic during intervention and just feeling like the only way out is to kms right then and there? thats a secret ill never tell.  phf makes me smad.

there were some little details in purple haze feedback that got me thinking as well. in the 6 months between fugo’s leave and his cold reuniting with mista, fugo was playing piano at a bar. Most of the people who bring this up refer to it as just some cool trick he could get because he’s a rich kid. he is not. in flashbacks, it’s shown that bruno only knows how to cope with distress by isolating himself and bottling everything up. god, did i feel that. sheila e’s life goal was to kill illuso (to avenge her sister) and swore her life to giorno after finding out he killed him, it’s ironic though because in reality fugo had killed him, and in the first part of the book, they weren’t exactly friends. 

another part that really just made me wanna sob and bash my head into a wall was seeing fugo’s pure self hatred. since he was a child, he had it drilled into his head that if he couldnt produce results, he was worthless. after being disowned and thrown into jail with no future, he was completely hopeless. even after bruno came and took him in, he was never free of his liabilities. no matter what he did, he couldnt help seeing himself as some monster, failure, and burden. (kinnie moment) it worsened when he had to abandon bruno’s gang, his only saving grace was bruno, his light, hope, and acceptance. now he was stripped of that, gripped in fear knowing too well that betraying passione would end horribly. deep in his heart he wanted so badly to join them, to join his found family, but the logic he had drilled into his own head of knowing that betrayal was foolish and futile wouldnt let him have his way. hes back on the streets, just like how he was (or wouldve been after getting out of jail) after being disowned. he got a piano gig at a bar, and let himself wallow in grief and depression for 6 months. throughout the events pf PHF, we still see him clinging to memories and trauma. they say “what you let consume you will define you”, and i couldnt begin to describe it any better. putting all of the guilt and blame on his own shoulders, feeling he deserved it all and more. 

either i wasnt paying enough attention (this bitch got some rereading to do) or the purple haze distortion scene was kinda underwhelming. his character arc felt kinda rushed, like most of the book was establishing his bad state and constant flashbacks, and then all of a sudden he has confidence in his abilities and believes in himself. of course, im overjoyed he did get growth, and had a happy ending (depends on how you interpret it). stan fugio

vittorio’s fascination with pain really got me feelin. hgghhhhhhhh hh hnnhhhhh. he describes it well, wanting to feel his life force/energy in the form of pain so that he didnt ‘go extinct’, and the writing of it just saying straight up ‘cutting himself’ ‘hurting himself’ ‘self harming’ made my skin crawl. as someone who suffers with shit like that its both painful and relieving to know a character who has similar habits, whether it’s for the purpose of activating his stand or just to cope. 

2 times in phf, fugo does some kind of suicide attack. of course, he survives both. it’s never made clear whether or not he intended to die/didnt mind dying as it was a way of accomplishing his mission, but either way it got me heavy breathing. the last one especially, when he bites a virus capsule to kill volpe. did he know he’d grown and purple haze would miraculously save him with his own genius plan, or was he going out with a bang? luckily for me it wasnt really gone over like ‘hey you couldve died from that are you doing ok mentally’ or else i mightve felt nauseous reading it. im all for angst, but idk how much more i can take when its day 87 of quarantine and im numb as fuck just waiting to break down. 

angelica’s stand night bird flying (is probably not that complicated im just fuckin dumb) made fugo and everyone else hallucinate/dream. in fugo’s dream, it was pretty much an ideal au.  he was permitted to see his grandma when she was near death (preventing the professor scene), met bruno (fisher boy with fisher dad) on a boat and they became friends, nara went back to school and was doing good overall, abba remained a cop but didnt do any bad things, the whole group was all just good friends having a fun time. god i would licherally sell my body and soul for them all to be happy like that and all live. 

the concept of abandonment also messed me up, just the feeling that everyone say fugo as someone who abandoned the group in their hour of need out of selfishness made me wanna cry angry sad depression tears. hes a good man! let him be ok and happy i will fight all fugo haters no cap

every time i think back to the fugio restaurant scene i just. idk man it hurts me. the pessimistic bitch in me says that it would be unrequited and fugo would only be more sad because even through his efforts, he’s just another pawn working for giorno. on the other hand, it makes me soft n giddy because?? omyfucking god giorno asks fugo to call him giogio when NOBODY ELSE IN THE BOOK had referred to him as that. the fuckin “if grief anchors your feet, let me share it” part makes me wanna jusyt. complete my kin transformation into fugo and be a sobbin g  shaking mess in his arms as he tells me its all gonna be ok. was that a vent? absolutely. anyways, its pretty damn special for the don of the mafia to invite you to breakfast at a fancy restaurant before the place opens and its just the two of you. giorno fixes fugo’s injuries and tells him that he’s proud of his growth, and that he knew fugo could do it. dude?????? if i didnt already know i was a lonely affection/affirmation/attention starved bitch that wouldve done it for me.

holy fuck that was longer than i expected it to be. i do feel better tho

#phf #purple haze feedback #fugo #pannacotta #pannacotta fugo #fugo pannacotta #jjba #jojo #mista #guido #guido mista #mista guido #giorno giovanna #giorno #giogio #fugio #vent #rant

[philanddanxreader]

When I Was Your Man.

Hello, Love Bugs.

Dan X Reader

Warnings- this one is a sad one man. I’m sorry.

Do you do song based imagines? If so, can you do when I was your man by Bruno mars with dan, because idk why but I heard it on the radio and all I was doing was imagine the scene for this, thanks 😁 Your writing so so amazing btw

Three weeks today. That’s how long its been since the two of you took your break. It felt so stupid at the time to say you were going on a break. What does that even mean? The two of you are still dating it’s just that you are not talking to one another. It was stupid. It felt like the coward’s way to say that the two of you were over. You did as the two of you agreed. You didn’t talk to him. You didn’t see anyone else. Not that you wanted to. But most importantly for Dan, you thought about where you wanted to go in your relationship. If you didn’t see yourself in the future with him then what was the point in dragging out the relationship? Instead of staying in a stagnant place with each other. Breaking up would allow the both of you to find someone who you saw a future with. But it had been three weeks and you had thought of it. Sure, maybe your relationship had its ups and downs but didn’t everyone’s?

The three weeks hurt you. All you could hope was that it hurt Dan too. Not in a bad way but in a way to make the both of you realise everything is better with each other. Music didn’t sound so crisp. The bed was never comfortable. The worst was when someone would mention him. Hearing his name made you feel distant. For three weeks, you didn’t even know what he was doing. He could have broken his leg in that time. He could have started a business in that time. But the worst was the thought that he could have found someone new in that amount of time.

Dan could have started talking to someone and have been igniting a relationship with them. while you were sitting in your room at night alone he could have been going on secret dates, kissing around corners and laughing with someone the way you would do with him. You had to push those thoughts away. He was the one who wanted the break. He did give you some bull shit answer about how he wanted it for you. To make sure you still wanted to be with him. If you didn’t want to be with him wouldn’t he think you would have just said that? Two years in and Dan wasn’t certain it was you who wasn’t ready for the next step. When you think about the future it always has Dan in it. Buying a home. Having kids, Not, having kids. Pets? It didn’t matter. You just wanted to do it with him.

It was the first time that your phone had lit up with his smiling face on your phone in forever. He was calling. Calling to make a meeting place that was on a nutral territory. You knew it was childish but you would rather just not deal with it like this. You wanted for him to come to your place. Say this whole thing was stupid and he grab your face in his hands and kiss you to fill up the lack from the almost month of no physical contact. But you couldn’t. Just before your phone would send him to voice mail you answered. Suddenly your voice was gone and you couldn’t say anything. Clearing your throat you tried again.

“Hello?” It felt stupid. You never answer his calls like this. Why are you using your professional phone voice on him?

“Hey.” The line was silent. If you couldn’t hear his breathing you would have thought the phone had gone dead. “I um. How are you?” What a fucking stupid question. Your miserable that how you are.

“I’m fine. How are you?” That’s not what you wanted to say. Tell him to get his adorable ass over here.

“Good, good. So it’s been a while.”

“No shit. Three weeks.” No bad y/n you agreed to play nice.

“I know. Listen.” You could hear him swear away from the phone as he got up from where he was sitting. “I think we need to meet up.”

“You think? Daniel its being almost a month. We need to meet up. I don’t know if you hate my fucking guts or love me.” That didn’t come out as you wanted.

A breathy sigh came from the other end. If he was going to end it you would almost rather have him do it now over the phone. Although if he did it in public you can’t make a scene. “I will meet you at the coffee shop at three.” He was being so short with you. It hurt. It cut worse than any real injury could.

“Okay. Three at the coffee shop.” Dan agreed as he said a quick goodbye. Ending a call without saying I love you felt like he just buried the relationship right then and there. Three weeks apart and he talks to you like it a telemarketer that is calling at supper time. Annoying and inconvenient. It was inconvenient to dump you. It would have been easier to say you wanted a break and then dump all your crap you had left at his house on the stoop.

You had to push these thoughts away and get ready. If you were getting dumped you weren’t going to go in some sweats and a hoodie. You found that top that made your boobs look good. The shorts that made you slightly self-conscious. But lastly, you wore the necklace he had given you for your birthday the first year you started dating. You could give everything back of his later. But this would be the first to go. You never took it off. Well not until the break. Moments after getting home from the conversation you had to remove it. It was burning into your skin. A distasteful reminder that you were no longer needed. After you removed it the jewellery sat on your dresser mocking you. Until now. You thought it might give you the same string as before. But now all it made you feel was the cold against your skin.

You had reached the coffee shop early. You wanted to have the upper hand. You found a spot in the corner far from everyone. At one point Dan and yourself had sat here for a different type of privacy. You couldn’t decide if you should play on your phone or watch the door for him to enter. If you played on your phone you would miss him walking in. Possibly the last time you watch him walk into your life. It was decided to turn off the sound and slip it into your bag. If you had in reach all you would do is watch the seconds go by as it got closer and closer to three. You looked around the little place thankful not to see that many people. There was an elderly lady in the front reading a romance novel and drinking tea. I bet she doesn’t need to sit here and wait for someone to break her heart.  You wondered if the person in her book will get her heart broken in some extravagant way. Most likely not as romance novels never end on a terrible note. Well not unless there is a sequel. Then you put your readers on edge. Leaving them with the second last thought the character has. Never letting them finish there piece. As if he read your mind Dan walked up to the doors doing just that. He looked the same for the most part. In black jeans and a black shirt. His hair was curly. That little front one teasing you as if to say. “Bet you want to play with me when you’re cuddling him. Too bad.” Fucking hair. His eyes had darker circles under them. They matched yours. Yours were from lack of sleep without him. He was probably from thinking on how to dump you quickly and efficiently so he can meet his new bitch in a brisk fifteen. “Nah shouldn’t take long to shake her off.” Not that Dan had ever talked like that. But then again you hadn’t seen him in a dog’s age. Maybe he gained a California surfer dude way of speaking. Dan finally sat down across from you avoiding all eye contact possible with you. It was silent for a long time. Just the sounds of the coffee place of cups clinking and the sound of the latte machine. Oh and the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. That was the most prevalent sound. It was a battle of who would talk first and you couldn’t be sure if you wanted to be the one to break the silence first. But somehow against your wishes you started.

“You look tired.” Nice opener. Everyone knows that when you say you look tired you look like shit.

“I am. It’s been a long three weeks.” Dan played with his thumbs as he continued to search his brain for the right words. The same words he had been playing over in his mind for so long. “This break was the stupidest idea ever. It’s dragging out the inevitable and or making us miserable.”  He said or.

“You said or.” Dan finally looked up at you for the first time letting his eyes connect with yours. “Don’t play with my emotions.” Dan knew what you meant.

“I can’t give you what you want in life. No, I can’t give you what you deserve in life. It’s too late to go back and do all the things we should have done. We could have worked out. Well, we can’t know that for sure. But.” You held up your hand looking at him with desperate eyes.

“Don’t say you’re not good enough. You have always been what I wanted in life. My life isn’t complete without you.” Dan took the hand you had held up to him and clasped it tight like he always did. The familiarity hurt.

“For a moment stop thinking only about the good. Think about the bad. The times we wouldn’t talk, the times we would scream and yell. The times when you stayed silent because it was easier than rocking the boat. How many more of those are in your memory than the good. The times when you wanted to go and explore the world and grow as a person and I held you back. How many times did you turn down things because of me?” He wasn’t wrong but those didn’t seem to matter. You didn’t feel bogged down by him.

“But those don’t out way the good. You make my worldview with rose coloured glasses. I can’t sleep without you. Who knew my bed could feel so big? I can’t see anyone because when they ask about you it hurts too much. My life is so intertwined with you how could I ever leave?”

“That’s the thing. If our lives weren’t tied together would we still even be together? Besides our friends and families. We have lost interest in each other’s hobbies. We have nothing to talk about anymore. You said it yourself to your best friend. You know a relationship has run its course when you can’t stand the person beside you even breathing. Why are we letting each other fall in a path of boredom and regret? When you honestly think about the future with me does it make you happy to think about sitting across from each other in the lounge at night? Or eating every dinner in silence. Because I don’t. It makes me sick to think of the both of us settling because it’s easier than finding someone who we can spend a life with and never get bored. Never hate them to the core even though you are madly in love with them.”

“You love me so you’re throwing me away.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement.

“I love you so much that I am willing to give up you, my happiness, to find someone new who can give you what you need in life.” You tried to be brave and not cry. You almost wish he had found someone new so then at least you can call him an asshole or say that he was the bad guy in this. But you couldn’t. He was doing what was right for the both of you.

“I don’t want to find someone new.” Dan had moved spots from across of you to beside you to pull you into his chest. You may be breaking up but he wasn’t heartless.

“I’m not fond of the idea of seeing anyone but myself with you. But I know it’s the best for us.” You pushed your face further into his shirt not caring that it was now becoming wet from your tears. Dan’s arms were wrapped around you. One stroking your hair, the other rubbing little circles on your back.

‘you make it hard for me to want to hate you. When you break up you’re not meant to look for comfort in that person.” Dan smiled into your hair as he placed a kiss to the crown of your head.

“I don’t hate you. I never want to hate you.” The sobs leaving you were hideous and loud but the old lady with the romance novel was none of your concern. This was probably more interesting than her book anyways.

“I’m not ready to let go of you yet.” Dan nodded still making little shh noises to help calm you.

“I’m not ready to let go of you yet.” The two of you stayed this way for a long time before you lifted your head and placed little quick kisses to his neck and jaw. “Y/N. What are you doing love?” Love. That hurt more than expected.

“I just need to remember how you smell. And how you taste. Or the feeling of your hair under my lips.” Dan, let you continue as you made your way up to his lips. The both of you knew you shouldn’t but it was the magnetic draw that had kept you close for two years. Your lips touched his hoping for them to give you what you wanted. That spark. The feeling you would get when you would give him a little kiss and then beg for another and another. That feeling was gone. “Can you walk me home? I think a crying girl walking down the street may raise some attention.” Dan agreed as he helped you from your spot. Leaving the place that once held so many dates and good memories of the two of you was now a cold place that smelled of burnt coffee and old sweets being tossed into the bin. Walking home Dan didn’t hold your hand. You don’t remember a time where you walked with him holding his palm in yours. No matter how sweaty each other, hands were. Now your hands felt cold in the breeze. Reminding your silently that this was going to be the new normal. You reached your door as Dan stood beside you. Not really sure on what to say or how to say it.

“I will bring your things over in a week or so. Or if you rather I can have Phil bring them.”

“I will let you know. But I will do the same.” You paused before reaching behind your neck to unhook the necklace that you were ready to throw in a dramatic fashion earlier. “I can’t keep it. Sell it, give it away. I just can’t keep it.” Dan nodded and took the delicate silver piece from you. He wanted to tell you it was yours but he knew he wouldn’t win the fight. He pocketed the item and decided he would slip it into the box of your things later for you to find.

“Don’t think that because were breaking up you can’t call me.” You gave a short nod as you had started to feel the tears fill up again.

“Love you, Dan.” You were pulling into a quick hard hug before Dan took a step back.

“Love you Y/N.” Get some sleep tonight.” Part 2

#dan x reader #danisnotonfire #danisnotonfire x reader #danisnotonfire imagine #dan howell #dan howell x reader #daniel howell x reader #daniel howell #daniel howell imagine #dan howell imagine