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eddiemunson-mylove · 10 months

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Always Have, Always Will

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Things don't go to plan when you finally confess your feelings to your best friend Eddie

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Angst with happy ending | Nothing else really

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Four solid taps to the screen door with the palm of your hand was enough for Eddie to call from his room, “I’m in here!” Rolling your eyes at his lack of safeguarding, you swung the door open and let it slam behind you as you toed yourself out of your shoes, leaving them by the door. With one final deep breath you padded down to his room, replacing your look of dread with a rehearsed smile.

You found him as you usually would. Sat on the bottom corner of his bed furthest from the door, facing away and resting his arm atop an acoustic guitar, his pen and pad strewn hastily next to him in the event of any new material for the band. His hair was sitting low on his shoulders in a bun that you were sure was about to unravel (usually at the case of his hair band snapping at the struggle to contain it all) and his tank top was so low cut at the sides, you wondered why he bothered to wear a shirt at all.

“Hey sweets” he chirps, always the first to break the silence. You return your best ‘hello’ before joining him at the foot of his bed, hands curled in your lap as the two of you settle into a silence as he aimlessly strums at the strings. What would normally be a moment shared that you’d cherish, it quickly became suffocating as you allowed your mind to swirl at all the possibilities and outcomes of this visit. To Eddie, you were simply a best friend that had come over to spend time with him after not having seen him for a few days longer than usual. But to you… this could be the end of everything that you held dear to you.

The very thought that after today Eddie could potentially no longer be a part of your life pained you to your core. Physically pained you in a way that could not be expressed in words. Almost enough for you to forget the whole ordeal and settle for the what ifs. But you had made a promise to yourself, and to Robin, that it was necessary for you to allow yourself that one possibility. That single chance that would result in Eddie feeling the same way. Have him leaping into your arms screaming hallelujah as the credits roll on a happy ending. Slightly getting ahead of yourself there…

You let yourself lay back onto his bed, resting your head and closing your eyes to just bask in the sound of Eddie’s light strumming and the wildlife from the forest outside his trailer. On one final flick of his fingers across the brass, you feel his body adjust to lay his guitar on the ground before situating himself next to you. He lets out a big sigh, further inflating your anxiety. It’s almost as if he could sense the dread; he could feel the fear.

“Something’s wrong,” he confirms, staring blankly at the ceiling just as you were doing. It was now your turn to let out a sigh, one that was larger than his.

“Nothing’s wrong” you reply meekly, making his head fall to the side to see your profile.

“Okay… something is definitely wrong.” He could read you like a book. And at times like this, his talent for doing so was exhausting. You wished that you could spend a few more moments just pretending that everything will be okay. He has no idea that you are stalling on handing him some life altering information. No idea that he is rushing his potential downfall.

But you had to tell him now, sooner than anticipated. You couldn’t even bring yourself to come up with another excuse. You had spent one too many nights crying yourself to sleep, aching for something more with your best friend. Having him be with you and present but not in the way that you want him to be, always at arms length for you to desperately reach out to grasp for hope. Hope that he would let you fall into his arms as he whispered a thousand ‘i love you’s’. Hope that he would pull you in by your chin for a saccharine kiss, one that leaves you dizzy and disoriented.

And yet the only person that could make this a reality is you and your confession. You droop your head to the right to meet his gaze, before quickly picking a spot on the wall behind him, unable to stay strong under his stare. You pray quickly to a god that you didn’t even believe in, you finally open your mouth to speak…

“I’ve been thinking…” you begin, before immediately being cut off.

“Uh-oh” he jests, a smirk sitting tight on his lips. You elbow him and close your eyes to take a deep breath before you open them again. His smirk is gone, finally realising the weight of the situation.

“I have been thinking, more of a realisation to be honest. And this realisation can lead to two outcomes. One being the outcome that I would like, and the other meaning we could no longer be friends” your voice cracks at the end, as though uttering such thoughts allowed were enough to scar you. Your eyes meet his briefly and you can see his mind desperately trying to gage the situation before he opens his mouth again,

“Well surely you’d choose the one where we’d still be friends… right?” He presses, his tone shaking slightly at the sudden threat.

“That decision isn’t up to me Eds” You reply in a voice smaller than anticipated, yet he still clung to every word.

“Well then who? Did your mom say anything again? Your dad? I thought he liked me at least!” He was starting to panic now, similar to your own feelings but you knew you had to stay calm and coherent for him.

“No Eddie… it’s up to you,” you butt in before he could start rambling his anxieties, “it’s yours and your decision only”

“Well then I choose the one where we can still be friends! Obviously.” You take your hand that lay flat on the bed to grab his own that had started flailing in the air as he stresses his point. Placing it back between you on the bed, you let go in order to shift yourself onto your side so that you were facing him properly for the final blow.

“It’s not as easy as that Eds, you haven’t even heard what my realisation is yet.” You can feel the sting behind your eyes, suddenly conscious that this could potentially be the last time you get to see him like this again. The last time that he would let you be so close to him. Maybe even the last time he would let you speak to him. That last thought causes your waterline to threaten to spill over.

“Well what is it then?” he bursts out, his patience wearing thin, his panic reaching its peak, “What could be so drastic that we couldn’t continue being friends?” You allowed yourself one final deep exhale as a single tear escaped your eye and ran down your face before getting lost in your hair from your horizontal position.

“I love you, Eddie”

You say nothing more. Just letting it hang in the air for the trembling boy before you to process. But he is quick to issue a response,

“Okay? And I love you too,” he returns a little dumbfounded, “you can tell me what it is”

“No Eddie,” you stress at him slightly harsher than you intended too at the prospect of having to repeat yourself and dig an even bigger hole trying to explain, “that’s not what I meant… I love you”

“Oh…” he muses, as though no damage had been done.

“Oh?” he tries again, as though piecing the puzzle together.

“OH” the penny drops as he’s quick to shift his gaze from your own. His hand that was currently resting on your wrist shifts away from you before he sits up suddenly. You're quick to match his posture, waiting for words to come but a silence settles over the two of you again. This time it was anything but a comfort.

“Eddie?” you shadow your hand over his shoulder but he dodges your advance to stand to his feet. You watch with your eyes stinging from the presumed rejection as he paces his room once, twice, three times before he grabs his keys and finally faces you for clarification.

“I’ll be right back” he deadpans, staring at his open bedroom door.

“Eddie… what?” your voice breaks again, the tears free flowing at this point.

“I’ll be back, I promise. I just need to…” he trails off and gives you one last glance before darting through his hallway and out the door, leaving the screen to slam behind him.

Left only with your crippling thoughts, you resume your previous laying position and find yourself naturally curling in before letting out what would be your first gut wrenching sob of many. The ache in your chest had progressed to a sharp stab with each gasp for air as your whole body shook. It wasn’t long before a damp patch formed on the duvet beneath your head and your sobs quieted down into soft wails.

You weren’t sure when you fell asleep. The late nights of contemplation and exhaustion from crying finally took its toll. But now you had to once again face reality as your slumber was disturbed by the slam of a door and some heavy footsteps trudging towards the bedroom. Afraid to move, afraid to compromise your safety bubble, you remained in your fetal position.

You followed the sounds of the footsteps until your eye line was met with two dark jean-clad knees. You finally angled your head to look upwards to find Eddie looming over you, a freshly picked bunch of bluebells in his grasp. Slowly and cautiously, you raise yourself into a seated position.

“You didn’t think I was actually gonna let you confess to me did you?” He beams at you, as though the last few hours of pain hadn’t happened.

“What?” you question, confusion deeply rooted in your brain.

“Sweetheart, I’ve got a rep to protect here. Can’t have you going around telling people that you swept me up. That’s my job,” he chuckled, mostly to himself. He moves to sit down next to you, his hand reaching to caress the one that you were using to hold you upright. Angling his head so that his eyes could meet your own, he places the flowers between you on the bed so that his free hand could raise up to cradle your cheek.

“I love you too,” is all he mutters as he leans across to close the gap, his lips slotting effortlessly against your own. He presses firmly, almost as if to stress his affections to you before pulling away all too soon to finish,

“I always have, and I always will.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson stranger things #joseph quinn #joe quinn #joseph quinn fluff

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seraphinitegames · 5 months

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The Wayhaven Chronicles - Update 8/Dec/2023

Wow, I can’t remember the last time things have been so intense and hectic, hehe!

Holiday Magic is really steaming ahead ready for the release date, which be revealed along with the amazing teaser trailer Nai has put together next week! I’m SO excited for it, I’m having to be really careful not to spoil anything, lol! :D

One thing I was really happy with though this week was figuring out how to manage and do the coding for which vampire ending you get in the love triangle route. I didn’t want to just pick for the reader and only pick one of the vampire’s endings no matter what, but I couldn’t think of how to make it work.

Then the most obvious answer came to me: Have it based on the reader’s choices! I mean, yeah, it’s obvious, especially as it’s a choice-based game, lol!

So, I have a stat that tracks which vampire the reader is choosing throughout the game during the love triangle choice moments: Adam/Ava or Nate/Nat, then the ending is based on their choices. Then if those points somehow manage to be balanced (which they shouldn’t be but just in case, lol) it will be a random one!

Phew! That was the last thing that was hanging over me, so it’s a major relief to get that in and finalized.

But playing through the whole thing, with the music and everything, is giving me the exact light, fluffy, and fun vibes I was so desperate for in this game! Romance and festive fun is definitely the outcome! Hopefully it will be the perfect short side story to help fill the gap between Book Three and Four!

It’s been a very different process of writing from the main series (and much more condensed than usual, lol!), yet I’ve enjoyed it SO much! But…I’m already itching to get back to the Book Four and throw the vampires and the MC into some intensity and melodrama once again, mwahahaha! ;D

Hope you all have the most magical weekend! We’ll be offline as usual., so I’ll update you all again next Friday! Can’t wait for the teaser trailer to come out, which will be happening on Tuesday! <3

#the wayhaven chronicles #interactive fiction #romance #update #twc holiday magic #christmas #patreon #patreon thank you #renpy #renpy visual novel #itchio

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carrrrino · 6 months

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HELLO I am very excited for this project! I wanted to express a concern though…it’s rather hard to find the any info on the project aside from what’s on the blog (which isn’t…very much information wise) I’m not sure if that’s an intentional decision…

I know when I first found the info I….kind of didn’t believe this?? That sounds odd. I suppose what I mean is, it didn’t seem the most legit. I did digging through the blog, read all the links, searched for a Twitter and YouTube accounts and had a hard time doing that as well…Simply because there is very little information on it. Which there’s nothing wrong with…I was wanting to suggest (as an outsider) that you and your team put more announcements/ marketing into this…?

I REALLY hope to see this project grow, it’s absolutely deserved, and very few people seem to know about it. I’d hate that to be something people miss out on. I don’t really expect an answer on this but I thought I should share the concern as an outside perspective. 💛

I really hope this project is going well for you and that it gets the deserved recognition as it’s coming out!!! So excited!!!

I'm so happy that people share the same excitement and concern for the series. Also, the fact that you guys think it's worthy of success Is truly inspiring! I think it's time I SAY something though about my current situation.

TL;DR - Our team basically went inactive after the summer; everyone returned to their lives and I'm the only one who can keep up with the project unconditionally. I didn't mean to dishearten you guys! It's a pain in the ass to work alone - excluding voice actors and SFX producers. The OUTBREAK blog will change entirely, it will be used for info and marketing. This blog will just be general art created by me (&no-namestuff). I will continue to work on the series independently, but I'll definitely give out more info as requested and make things more legit whenever I can!

Over the summer, a group of us began working on the project together, but as most of my friends returned to school and their regular lives, it became almost impossible to keep going. Currently, only a few are available to help, but they're too busy.

I didn't want to worry anyone by saying that it's basically just me working on the project; it's tough to balance animating, scripting, marketing, planning, publishing, AND funding by myself. Over time it (advertising and insightful communication) just became indifferent to me, I even considered going silent for a while until I had a mother-load of progress, but that's really not fair.

The project was a bit of a mess when we started. We didn't plan on making it a big deal, my animations were half-assed and incomprehensible; I barely knew how to work Adobe and could barely even pay it off, the sound was going to be recorded via iPhone, the script wasn't even halfway done, and voice actors weren't thought of until the Prologue. After more than six months of work, Verse 1-4 (or 6?) was deleted because of issues with the file.. this really drew the line for everyone.

So here I am, despite everything; I revised the script, which is barely halfway done, redesigned the characters, read more into the multiversal conundrums of AUs and UNDERTALE, built a portfolio, studied poses for the action scenes — and there’s still a lot that I have to learn. I'm working on Q&As, asks, and the teaser / test / project animations. I don't want people to be confused or hesitant, so I appreciate you a lot for reminding me of this. As requested, I will provide additional details about the project too :) !

No-Name's theme is in progress (thanks to Synth Mints), I've invested heavily in software for good quality animations, talented voice actors from this fandom (some you might even know) have agreed to voice for me - I'm extremely grateful for their help. Even if it takes years to release an episode or pilot, I'm still excited about the outcome. Who knows, I might even have a genuine team by then! :D

aw geez sorry for the whole bit-life story, I'm just trying to shed some light on the situation for you all. I do care, I want everyone to know that, it's just hard work.

Until the next teaser animation, please have these lil' pieces of teasers / lore as an apology!

SD by @/galacii ERROR by @/loverofpiggies / CrayonQueen

LASTLY today is my birthday yayyy 🥳🎂

#wish me luck #next anim is way longer than 5 seconds #I hope this sums things up #outbreak #shattered dream sans #no name sans

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anystalker707 · 1 year

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Self care nights with him (Sanji / Zoro / Ace)

Pairings: Vinsmoke Sanji x [gender neutral] Reader Roronoa Zoro x [gender neutral] Reader Portgas D. Ace x [gender neutral] Reader Summary: Headcanons for spending some self care nights with each of them <3 Tags: Babygirl Sanji as usual / Zoro is a good bf / Bf material Ace

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࿐ Vinsmoke Sanji

• Sanji already does his skincare, but isn’t hesitant to let you take care of him!

• He didn’t have the same routine, though; instead of taking care of himself at night, if you walked into the kitchen in the first hours of the day while he was starting to prepare food, you’d actually easily catch him with his hair held back by a bandana and another face mask he got from the past island or handmade

• Your nights happen mostly when the rest of the crew is away

• It sort of becomes a routine to do a special self care night after every other long adventure that has both of you worn out, either physically, mentally, or both

• Sanji isn’t ashamed to admit he loves being babied and will let you take care of him whenever you want if that’s what makes you happy. You want him to be your doll? He will be your doll and thank you for being so good to him (he’s just so babygirl

• Also wants to take care of you, so he will make sure to learn your skin and hair type so he knows how to take care of it—will surprise you with any new product on a daily basis, too

• Likes to know gossips while you’re on it, so expect him to ask you the outcome of a drama he heard about some days ago because you probably know it—after some point, you’ll just start wanting to get to know what’s going on around just so you can tell him

• Will let you do his eyebrows; he was a little wary of it at first, but knows you can actually do a good job

• Will spend the next day bragging about how you took care of him

• Loves it all a little too much

• “I’m ready, (y/n), my love,” Sanji says, lying down already “Sanji, I didn’t even grab anything yet—”

A sigh escaped your lips as you looked down at Sanji, his head resting on your lap, seeing him look at you with those heart eyes and dumb smile. “Close your eyes, love,” you mumbled for the thousandth time and placed a hand over his eyes to see if it’d work—it didn’t.

“I can’t stand a second without appreciating your beauty for a second, mon amour!” Sanji melted as he grabbed your hand and made it cup his cheek before kissing your palm. Your heart fluttered with it.

“I just don’t want to get anything in your eye!” You justified and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose, enough to get him blushing. “You already have me all to yourself, I won’t disappear if you close your eyes for a second, okay?”

Sanji just couldn’t resist your soft talking, just behaving instead.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

࿐ Roronoa Zoro

• It’s easy to figure out what Zoro likes—he won’t do anything he doesn’t enjoy because he’s open about it. So, if he falls silent and looks away when you bring up something new, most of the chances are he is actually embarrassed to admit he likes it, but also doesn’t want you to reject the idea

• Actually what happened when you offered a night of skin care

• You usually join him on the crow’s nest almost every night, so it wasn’t really something new to be there with him for the night

• Sanji helped you prepare some snacks so you could take it for your little slumber party, and you organize everything neatly on the blanket you throw on the ground

• Zoro will take a seat on one of the pillows on the ground, with his back against the couch, and just allow you to do whatever you want while straddling his lap, holding onto your hips when he isn’t reaching for the food

• He will actually want you to keep talking to him the whole time, asking the same questions even if it’s the thousandth time you’re taking care of him like this; he just loves hearing your voice

• “What’re you doing?” “Cleaning your skin first.” “And then?” “...You already know, c’mon.” Then he’ll chuckle with a small smirk

• “What’s this?” “Rose milk lotion.” “Got it on the last island?” “Yep!”

• Sometimes will complain whatever you’re putting on his face feels too cold, but he’ll also furrow his nose cutely while squeezing your hips, which makes your heart flutter and you can’t help but peck his lips

• Will offer to take care of you as well after some point, and he’s actually pretty good at it ! Probably paid way more attention than you thought with all those questions, and keeps such a focus while he works

• Acts as if you were made out of thin glass, but in a good sense

• Don’t let Zoro near the fruit-based mixtures for face masks without knowing what they are—he’ll try them or anything that looks like food

• Actually loves to be babied, but won’t say it

Zoro stood there for a moment, observing what you had there, then did as said, sitting with his back against the couch. He had his arms crossed over his chest as he raised an eyebrow at you, about to say something when you threw a leg over him to take a seat on his lap; he exhaled softly, hands wrapped around your hips. “So?”

“I’ll clean your skin first,” you mumbled, grabbing a cotton soaked with micellar water. It was cold. Zoro flinched, hands tightening against your hips for a second, but eventually let you run it against his skin softly, closing his eye. You chuckled at the way his nose furrowed a little cutely, pecking his lips when you finally finished. He hummed a little, observing you again as you messed with your things before he reached for the food, grabbing one of the bite-sized pastries. “Now, I will—”

“What’s this? Sauce?” Before you could warn him, Zoro stuck his finger in his mouth, immediately starting to sputter until he looked at you with his tongue sticking out and a scowl that only got worse after you burst out laughing.

“It’s clay, Zoro! For a face mask! Sorry for not warning you!” You couldn’t help but laugh more as he looked away, cursing endlessly. “In my defense, it isn’t even close to the food!”

Zoro clicked his tongue. “Still, look at it!”

“Don’t be dramatic.” You rolled your eyes.

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

࿐ Portgas D. Ace

• Ace knows absolutely nothing about skin care. Sometimes you’ll catch the skin on his cheeks peeling off because he got a sunburn and just won’t take care of it properly

• The first time you offer to help him out is when he comes back from Alabasta and you can’t take it anymore watching him scratch the skin peeling off his nose so carelessly

• Can and will ask you a thousand questions about what you are doing, no matter how many times you do it, but will insist on details, knowing you’ll be patient enough to answer—doesn’t even wait for you to finish an explanation before he’s asking another question, and won’t absorb a tenth of what you’re saying

• Also would try anything that looks like food, so beware

• Will just fall asleep in the middle of it, so it’s easy to deal with him

• Falls asleep with his head on your lap, with you straddling his lap, when on the bed, or on the couch; just anywhere, like usual

• He’s just made to be babied, fr, won’t even care, just a litel prince

• “Hey, (y/n), can you do that thing again? My hair feels a bit dry.” “Since when do you know when your hair is dry?” “I’m learning, okay?”

• Marco will comment there’s something different, and he won’t hesitate to brag about how you’ve been taking care of him

• Also will brag about it when he visits Luffy—he can feel something weird whenever he’s talking about it, but can’t figure out why (it’s Sanji standing in the corner and sending death glares because he can’t help but imagine how nice it must be and the way Ace talks about it just leaves him frustrated

• Don’t. Don’t let him do your skin/hair care. He doesn’t know a thing. Very dumb.

• Once ended up getting some of the product in your eye, but also got in panic instead of helping

• Loves being pampered, but not in the annoying way, he is just happy that you love him as much as he loves you, so he is all soft; he’ll get your heart melting without even having the intention to

“Do you think something’s changed?” Ace asked as he ran his fingers softly over his skin. He could notice the difference, of course, but he wanted to hear it from you, shyly looking at you while his cheeks tinged a light shade of pink.

“Yes, of course!” You grinned and cupped his face to peck his lips then all over his face. “Look at how pretty you are! It’d be a shame if you didn’t take care of yourself!” You ran your fingertips over his bottom lip before giving him another kiss.

Ace rolled his eyes softly. “It’s not me, of course, don’t take your credit away. What’d it be of me if you didn’t love me that much, hm? ‘M just lucky.”

.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.

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ghostofskywalker · 5 months

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Hello Ghost!!!!

So good to see you around ☺️ truthfully I haven't been on Tumblr too much lately either due to .... Shall we say.... complications in life? To put it mildly :D just a small bit...I've had a lot of angst lately and illness I can't quite kick :D but I saw your winter ficlet fun and I'd love to join!!! I can't wait to see everything you'll come up with! I love your stories!

Can I request something with Hunter? Maybe some angsty holiday fun or misunderstandings or whatever XD with a happy ending? (There has to be a happy ending right? Because that's what hope is for? :D forgive the rambling of a sick woman :D) thanks in advance!

i hope you're doing okay now, i'm sending love your way <3 hopefully this is fluffy and hopeful enough for you!

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summary: After taking a chance and doing something brave, the batch has to leave on a mission. When Hunter comes back, the two of you finally get some time to talk.

What Feels Like Forever

clone troopers masterlist || request a winter ficlet

The longer you waited, the harder it was to get up and return to your regular duties. From a logical standpoint, sitting in the corner booth and staring at the door of the cantina was a useless endeavor, and it was doing no favors for your emotional state. You began to find yourself wrapped up in worries about the peril the Bad Batch was probably facing right now, and a pesky little thought about their fate (that you didn’t really want to contend with right now) took hold for a second in your brain.

You had managed to momentarily distract yourself a few times, usually when a customer came through the door wanting a drink, but it was quieter than usual in here. Maybe it was the upcoming life day celebration, but the clientele of this establishment had (unknowingly) abandoned you when you needed them the most. But as much as you wanted to, there was nothing you could do to push those terrifying thoughts out of your head, because of what had happened before the squad had left.

“Can I talk to you?” Hunter’s eyes moved towards yours, and you couldn’t help but admire how pretty his hair looked right now.

“Of course,” he said, stepping away from his brothers as they loaded up the ship with the necessary supplies for the mission. “What’s up?”

Even though you were now faced with the perfect opportunity to admit your feelings, you still couldn’t do it. “I just wanted to wish you all good luck,” was what you said instead, internally sighing at the way you chickened out.

Hunter smiled warmly at your words, nodding, “Thank you, we’re going to need all the luck we can get,” he said. “This is going to be a tough one.”

This was not what you wanted to hear. “Oh,” you said. “Do you think you’ll be home by life day?”

“I’m not sure. Tech wouldn’t say anything about the predicted outcome.”

Your heart sank in your chest, and you spoke in a voice much brighter than you actually felt. “Well, we can celebrate with you all when you return!”

He nodded. “Yeah, that would be nice.”

One of the others called his name from inside the ship, and the former Sergeant turned to move away from you. You considered the implications of his words, understanding the heartbreaking truth that every time they left on that ship they were taking a pretty big risk, and this particular one was steeper than most.

Oh kriff it.

You reached out to grab his hand, rushing towards him as he turned back to face you. You leaned in and placed a quick kiss on his lips, but that moment of bravery was gone just as quick as it arrived.

You didn’t see the look on his face as you turned tail and sprinted away, wondering why you would do something so stupid.

You wanted them to come back, but the sight of the Batch walking through the door would also mean that you would have to talk to Hunter, because he didn’t seem like the type to let something like that go. Hopefully you would be able to say something about how you weren’t thinking and you could still remain friends. Of course there was the small but persistent hope that he would feel the same way, but you tried not to put too much stock in that fantasy.

Besides, Life Day was tomorrow, and there was still no word about when this mission would be over. There was no use acting like this, at least not until you had a little more of an idea about what was going on.

You had finally gotten up from where you’d spent most of the day moping, and you were about to walk into Cid’s office (to ask her if you could just go home for the day) when you heard the door to the cantina open, and you watched five familiar figures step inside.

All you could do was stare as Echo, Tech, Omega, and Wrecker walked by you, clearly heading towards your employer’s office. Hunter was the only one who had taken off his helmet, and you braced yourself for the reception of a harsh truth. There was no way he’d forgotten about everything, right? No, you weren’t that lucky.

Instead, you were wrapped up in the arms of plastoid armor, and before you could really register what was happening, Hunter’s lips were on yours, but this time things lasted a lot longer (and you certainly weren't complaining.

“What-” you started to sputter when the two of you finally broke apart.

“That was something I should have done before I left,” he said, a look in his eyes you never wanted to forget.

“But I ran away from you.”

“And I could have caught up,” he said with a smile. “But I was nervous about the mission and it took me by surprise, so I just stood there.”

“I shouldn’t have done-”

This time it was the look in his eyes (rather than his words) that stopped you from finishing your sentence. “If you hadn’t, we might still be on that mission right now,” he said.

“What?”

“I was so desperate to get back here and kiss you for real, I pushed the squad to get this thing done as quick as we could handle,” he said. “They hated me for some time, but once I explained, I think they understand my reasons - I wanted to get back here for Life Day, for you.”

Not knowing what to say, you just leaned in to kiss him again, and that continued until the rest of his family returned from Cid’s office. Teasing comments were made, but you barely even paid attention to them.

You couldn’t be happier, and there wasn’t a thing in the galaxy that could change that.

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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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exam szn

request. yes, this one from my 3k ask game. feel free to request but please read the rules beforehand :D also i hope you don’t mind i kind of turned into it academic rivals but technically it’s enemies too…. i didn’t have any other idea how to combine it :( i’m not really happy with how it came out as well ㅠㅠ i hope you like it tho!! <3

a/n. it’s actually crazy bc the day before i wrote this and got this ask i talked with @slytherinhobi about yj… then i got the ask… and then when i started writing it yj posted those pics on twt. it’s destiny frfr yeonjun ask me out already 🙄🙄

summary. when your academic rival witnessed your breakdown, neither of you expect such outcome

warnings. crying, reader is extremely stressed :(

finals are never easy.

and they definitely aren’t easy when you also have a nosy boy on your head, bragging about how he’s better at you in anything.

“can you shut up for once?” you spit out, looking at yeonjun. his smirk widens as he shakes his head as a no “god, you’re worse than beomgyu”

you’re waiting for the examiner to let you into the class. it’s been a long week of exams, every day from a different subject. it’s friday which means it’s the last day but you can feel the stress and tiredness getting into you as you can’t even focus on anything. and the fact that you’re in the same room as yeonjun doesn’t help.

your rivalry started in first grade when you got the maximum on a test and he didn’t. and when the teacher praised you for it? yeah, that was the starting point. you have no idea why did he care so much, you just wanted to be left alone. but when yeonjun signalled that he’s not leaving you any time soon, it quickly escalated into competition.

the worst part was that you realised that you kind of, well… have a crush on him. it was stupid, you knew. but he wasn’t that bad. okay, towards you he was a complete asshole. but you saw the way he’s nice to his friends and how he cares about them. and - you had to admit - he is such a pretty boy–

“–are you deaf or something?”

you snapped your gaze towards him and his stupid smile.

“piss off” you huffed and entered the room upon seeing how you two are the only left. hmph. the teacher must have came earlier.

yeonjun watched you and he felt his heart ache. you seemed exhausted. he felt guilt sinking in his stomach because what if he’s the reason? it’s the finals and you’re stressed enough…

he shook his head and entered the classroom, sitting on his spot. the teacher started giving out the tests and yeonjun took a last glance at you and your shaking hands.

three hours, one headache and sweaty palms layer you stormed out of the classroom, heading to the nearest bathroom to let out the tears you’ve been holding for the past half an hour.

you felt awful. the questions weren’t that hard, sure, because you studied but even though you felt that you failed miserably. it was just too much.

you slammed the door and leaned over the sink, taking a shaky breath. you let out a harsh sob, the emotions that bottled up in the past week finally breaking out.

you didn’t even realise when the door from the bathroom opened. only when you heard this annoying voice… that was strangely soft, you looked up just to catch eye contact with him in the mirror.

“y/n…?”

you let out a shriek, jumping away from the sink. it was yeonjun. what is yeonjun doing in a ladies bathroom, first of all. and why–

“get out!” you sniffled, manically trying to wipe out the tears even though he’s literally standing here in front of you and is a witness of your mental breakdown.

“you do realise it’s the men’s bathroom, right? soobin told me he saw you. as much as he always talks shit i had to check out myself” he scoffed. you didn’t see how his expression softened though. the feeling of guilt from before returning to him because he was unfortunately right. it was awful to see you in a state like this and especially knowing that he was party a cause of it–

“sorry”

yeonjun looked at you, eyes widening. the tears didn’t stop streaming from your face as you took your bag and rushed to the exit.

he didn’t know what to do. yeonjun knew he can’t leave you like this, as much as you probably hate him. you need to be taken care of right now.

he stormed out of the bathroom and caught up to you. yeonjun gently grabbed your wrist, the sight of his worried gaze confusing you.

“leave me alone” you hissed, trying to wriggle out of his hold. he did not let go.

“i know you hate me but y/n, you’re not in the best–” he started as you punched his chest, tears dwelling in your eyes once again

“yes, indeed i hate you. who you are to tell in what mental condition am i?” you spit out and gave up, letting out a harsh sob. you stopped moving, looking down.

“i’m sorry. i’m an asshole, i know” yeonjun mumbled and was caught off guard when you suddenly hugged him tightly.

“i’m just so tired” you cried into his shirt, probably soaking it. his eyes widened but he quickly wrapped his arms around you feeling that you needed that hug.

“i know. but please don’t cry. please” yeonjun whispered into your hair, feeling his eyes water as well “you’ll be alright. i promise”

“no i won’t. the exam went horrible” you sobbed but your breath started getting more stable.

“i’m sure you did well. i really am. but let’s take care of you now, okay? you’re overworked” he said. you fell silent, the occasional shivers of your body letting him know that you’re calming down.

he wasn’t rushing you. and when you finally let go, he quickly wiped his eyes before you could notice.

“why do you act like that?” you asked and yeonjun let out a deep sigh, cupping your cheeks and wiping gently your smudged mascara with his fingers “you literally told me to eat dirt yesterday”

yeonjun tightened his lips, mind racing with million of thoughts.

“i can’t say it…” he sighed, removing his hands. he couldn’t possibly tell you that he may or may have not developed feelings towards you.

“coward” you scoff, wiping your cheeks and taking a deep breath “well… thank you. i guess. but now i’m gonna go”

“please don’t–” yeonjun said before he could realise those words left his mouth. you turned around and he cleared his throat. you looked at each other shocked.

he took a deep sigh and pulled you closer.

“i know it’s not the best time to say it since you’re still stressed about the exam. and i know my actions says otherwise but i… i like you. and i feel so bad knowing that i was the reason that got you so stressed out too” he confessed, looking for some kind of reaction on your face. he certainly did not expect you to cry though.

“don’t joke about it. is this a test or what? that’s just mean” you sniff, hiding your face in your hands.

“what? y/n, i’m not. it’s just… i didn’t intend on being mean it just… happened” he mumbled, causing you to scoff “but i really like you. and i’m sorry i just threw it on you like that– oof!”

you hugged him again, sobbing into his shirt.

“i liked you for so long it broke my heart that you acted this way towards me” you murmured and yeonjun’s heart sped up. what…?

he took a deep breath, trying to calm down. his mind tried hard to comprehend how you managed to like him despite his mean posture towards you but right now he knew you have to rest.

yeonjun slowly pulled you away, pressing a soft kiss onto your forehead.

“i’m sorry. but let’s go over to my place now, okay? you have to eat something” he smiled softly.

“can you– hold my hand though?” you whispered, yeonjun’s heart clenching with how adorable you are.

“of course” he hummed and grabbed your hand, caressing it with his thumb.

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fabuloustrash05 · 2 months

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ROTTMNT Love Interests Headcanon

If the Rise boys were ever given love interest, here’s who I headcanon they should’ve been and what their dynamic would be like:

Note: Raph and Mikey's love interest are my OCs/HCs of a Rise version of existing characters.

Leo’s love interest would be Yuichi

Leo met Yuichi through Hueso, who Yuichi works for as a new waiter for his restaurant in the Yokai city

Suddenly Leo constantly wants to go to Hueso's restaurant for lunch/dinner and his brother quickly figure out it's only because he wants to gawk at the cute new waiter.

Leo is overly flirty but Yuichi doesn’t notice him, not that he’s uninterested, it’s just he has lots of admirers, so sadly Leo in the beginning blends into the crowd.

It’s not until Leo takes a more forward approach by hitting on him with a cheesy pick up line, then proceeds to trip over himself and be humiliated by everyone, except Yuichi. He found the act endearing and Leo has now caught his eye.

Yuichi finds Leo annoying at first, but also charming/endearing thought he hates to admit it

*flirts* *flirts back* “I was not expecting this outcome, tf I do now??”

Leo tells a dumb joke and Yuichi thinks he’s a comedic genius.

They spar together, exchanging sword fighting tips/techniques

Hueso is their third wheel

Raph’s love interest would be Mona Lisa

My HC on how they first met (I guess you could say she really FELL for him ;D )

Mona is obviously in love with him but Raph is painfully oblivious. Everyone knows she likes him except Raph.

“She’s just a really good friend!” *said "friend" is wearing a shirt that says "I <3 Raphael"*

Raph would be very obvious to Mona's flirtatious actions towards him and not realize he's being hit on. Everyone knows Mona likes him, except Raph himself.

It took Raph a whole year to realize he liked Mona too. His bros can't comprehend his obviously stupidity when he asked his bros if he should ask Mona out and says he's worried she doesn't like him back (Raph end up freaking out and nearly faints when his bros tell him Mona has liked him the entire time)

She fell first, but he fell harder

For a while, Raph is conflicted with asking her out for a few reasons:

1) “What if she lost interest in me and I’m too late?!”

2) He feels he’s too busy as the oldest to have a relationship but his brothers encourage him to ask her out because him having a GF does not mean he’s being selfish for doing something for himself that makes him happy.

3) Mona’s got an overprotective father who hates the idea of his daughter dating. He liked Raph better when he was just her friend, but when Raph started having feelings for Mona he became a threat.

Eventually Raph does asks Mona out and she says yes! They become boyfriend and girlfriend shortly after their first date.

Everyone feels a wave of relief and satisfaction when these two FINALLY get together! "IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!" But everyone soon realized that they are annoying as a lovey dovey couple, "Stop shoving your happiness in our faces!!"

Donnie’s love interest would be Kendra

Partners in crime, on again off again romance

Fake dating trope in the beginning with them both having plans to steal each others tech, “I’ll woo him/her and when they’re off his/her guard, I’ll robbed them!”

They actually start to fall in love with each other, but then the truth comes out and they “break up”

Now constantly bicker anytime they see each other, blaming the other for the betrayal and “break up”

Check out my post on how I HC they first started “dating”

*Cue “True Love” by P!nk*

Argues then proceeds to make out then argue again

They are the first couple to get together, but them being really officially together is a secret. They secretly date after their first "break up" and everyone doesn't find out about them until much later on, to which Donnie just mentions he's actually dating Kendra so nonchalantly while everyone just looks on at him with shock. This is after Leo x Yuichi and Raph x Mona became couples.

Mikey’s love interest would be Renet

Renet is a human orphan who grew up in the Yokai City and is practicing to become a witch, specifically a time witch!

They met when Mikey was in the Yokai city and came across Renet when she was practicing her magic spells (aka she fell on top of him when practicing a teleportation spell)

Everyone struggles to figure out if they are dating or just REALLY close.

Best friends, goofy dummies who eventually fall in love with one another slowly over time

Innocent young love. A playground crush.

Mikey hangs out with her a lot because he likes her. He doesn’t realize he likes her and no one tries to tell him cause they thought he knew he liked her

Act like a couple loooooong before they even become a couple.

“Are you two dating or just friends?” “Yes”

That tweet of that girl asking her bf if they are dating (they are living together and have a kid) cause they never confirmed they are boyfriend and girlfriend, so when she asked the bf he responds by fist pumping his chest, giving her a peace sign and saying "we're just Bros"

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doodle-pops · 6 months

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Thoughts on a modern girl in Middle Earth, but the twist is that they actually get isekai-d to the Silmarillion instead? Because I actually like the trope modern girl in Middle Earth, but they’re usually set during LOTR—which is the cliché within this trope—and genuinely find them very funny and interesting. Though, I kinda wanna do one for Silm. I’d love to hear what you think of this concept and how that’d transpire ^^ Love your works by the way! I’m vibing with Kinktober rn~

Thank you for your support and appreciation 💞☺️

We ALL have our clichés. Even I have mines when it comes to this genre, hence my desire to properly write another good piece to fulfil that ambition 😂

Nevertheless, there are so many outcomes with the turn of events this will bring because you can decided where the reader appears, who she interacts with and whether or not she knows about the events of the Silm.

I'm still new to managing “Modern Girl in Middle Earth” troupe and I'm typically one for favouring the idea of her not being aware of the events and having no choice but to go along with everything, but also attempting to be that VOICE OF REASON many of them lacked (but also gets ignored).

Tbh, there are so many options this brings to the table because with creativity, you can choose whether or not with the appearance of reader the events change or continue as written. I for one would enjoy a good plot with the events changing but still in many ways keeping in tune with the theme (sounds like a lot of work ☺️), but I'm also down for keeping the events the same.

You can choose between having reader appear in Valinor to witness the mess before the real chaos and downfall. What if you gave reader an elven body with a mortal soul (I really like this idea; gives a bit of complexity to the behaviour of elf and man) for a twist. You can choose between granting her immortality due to having an elven body or maintaining her mortality due to having her human soul despite the elven form (I'm creating this as I write and my mind if filling up with IDEAS).

Have her follow them (whichever House/Elves of your choice) into ME—unless she's already there—to experience the tragedy. Maybe she outlives everyone into the 3rd age OR maybe she dies and returns to her home with the memories of her life in ME.

For an even more interesting idea, hypothetically, let's say the Silm was never written so when she returns home, she the one who ended up writing the elves tragic story as a way to never forget everyone.

How exactly do you want this to transpire? Like what is the end goal for reader because this has a million outcomes depending on where reader is located and I'd be happy to give more of my thought.

#[ plot doodles ]#a possibility in the making #modern day au #modern girl in middle earth #notes ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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I just love love your AU for Sun and Moon, seriously the story and art is so good ;-;;;

Anyways I wanted to know what your art journey looked like? Did you go to art school, or did you just watch tutorials? How do you practice? What's your general process?

I just really want to be able to make backgrounds and character designs/poses like you do!! Your art style is very satisfying, especially with the flat colors. I hope your week is awesome :D

WahhHHh that’s so sweeet!!! <333 happy to know you’re liking both the art and story wahhh <33 😭💕

Rant about journey n process or whatever under the cut!

Well, I’ve never been to art school yet, It’s all been self-taught :pp. I’ve been drawing as a little hobby ever since I could remember but only started to get into it when I started high school. I’ve only ever practiced with traditional art when it comes to my art journey as a whole, only started digital art when I turned 18, which explains my lack of knowledge of shading, and my somewhat clean lines.

Hmm practice? For me, art is very emotionally powered haha! So I like to draw things that make me happy, to make drawing a more calming experience. Though it’s good to challenge yourself every now and then, just make sure to have fun in between the work.

Process? Fnhnvdknf I’m not just a messy artist, I am also a messy individual, so art is basically almost a representation of my mental state. I love drawing goofy funny distorted in the middle of more detailed doodles, exaggerated cartoony expression are my fav <33

I draw when I’m happy, sad, stressed, angry, which affects the outcome of the drawing. Sometimes I’ll completely hate my art, sometimes I think it’s the funniest, I guess just like emotions our art can’t be “perfect” to us.

#ask ballad

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feralcorpses · 4 months

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Grian in a dress? Or Mumbo?

Grian is now I’m a dress and loves it, I was gonna draw mumbo aswell but I didn’t like how his sketch was going so I ditched it, I might draw him in a dress later if I feel like it.

I changed up some stuff regarding brushes I used and like this outcome better so hopefully I don’t switch more stuff up and confuse myself again lol

He definitely loves this tho, his wings are pretty big compared to other avians so sometimes even avian moded clothes are still a bit restrictive but since the dress is backless and the corsets back is shortened he has full motion with his wings, and he is very happy about it, he really needed that wing stretch with all his pesky birb chaos! =D

Bubble says: Long sleevesssss, OoOooOoo I can stretch my wings out fully! This is amazing, I should wear dresses more!

Feel free to request more hermits or empires members in dresses or suits! Or asks for the fanon species swap thingy (I don’t remember the name-)

(Click for better quality)

(I might not post as much because I’m trying to slow down how quick I draw my art, so I’m not jumping into different ideas everyday, then again it’ll probably backfire and not work but it’ssss fineeeeee)

#mcyt #drawing reqs open #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #grian #grian fanart #avian grian #hermitcraft grian #mcyt grian #hermit #hermitblr #hermit fanart #feral_corpses art

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taz-ma-raz-skylar · 2 months

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Taz Skylar on training his body and cooking skills ahead of One Piece Season 2!

Taz Skylar was met with an overwhelmingly warm welcome from One Piece fans at the 2024 MEFCC

By Sarah Kuleib ( February 15, 2024 )

Every pirate crew needs a cook. With a captain like Monkey D Luffy, whose ship seems to sail to the sounds of his stomach, finding a cook who could whip up the most delicious bowl of fried rice to join the Straw Hat Pirates was pretty high on his priority list. Luffy finds his cook in Sanji, and Netflix’s smash hit One Piece finds their Sanji in Taz Skylar.

When the Spanish-British-Lebanese Olivier Award-nominated actor was announced to be playing the romantic chef, Sanji, in Netflix’s live-action adaptation of One Piece, Skylar was catapulted to international stardom.

Skylar and his co-star Iñaki Godoy (Luffy), were recently in Abu Dhabi for the 12th edition of the Middle East Film and Comic Con (MEFCC), where they were met by thousands of passionate fans in straw hats queuing up for hours to take photographs, get autographs, and witness the pair’s charming interactions at panel discussions.

Esquire Middle East sat down with Taz Skylar at the MEFCC to discuss his intense stunt training, Season 2 of One Piece, and what’s in store for the rest of 2024.

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ESQ: You’re a man of many titles: actor, screenwriter, thrill-seeker, professional surfboard creator. What drew you to each of those things and how do they come together to inform one another in your career and life?

TAZ: I was a really shy kid and I never used to leave home much. Thrill-seeking, I used to see it in movies and I thought “Oh that would be cool!” Surfing was the first thing that I did. I remember the first time I got in the water with a surfboard and a wave hit me – it wasn’t even very big but I was little, and I was like “Ahhh!”, and I got out [of the water]. The guy who was teaching me – he was called Juanito, and he’s still my friend today, 15 years later – was like “What are you doing man? Get in!” He grabbed me, put me back on the board, and pushed me out and that changed my life that day. That was the gateway. I got into other scary stuff and I would get angry at being scared. So if I was scared I would be like, “Cool, now there’s no choice, now you gotta do it.” That kind of spiraled and now it’s just a thing that I do.

Writing and acting… well, acting was an accident.

ESQ: A happy one?

TAZ: It was a happy accident! I’m very happy about it! I only like acting when I like the thing I’m acting in; nobody likes acting when they don’t like the thing they’re acting in! So, I only act in things that I like – at least now, I’ve definitely made that choice – and I always like what I’m writing. I want to make films, I want to make shows. Being in them is a cool part of it, but I want to make stuff. In a world where financial security is there, I don’t find much point to life other than leaving a legacy I can be proud of, and I think that can achieved by making stuff.

ESQ: There’s a different joy in filmmaking and writing.

TAZ: Yeah, yeah! You feel resolved in what you’re doing and connected. You have some sort of choice over what it can say or what the outcome can be. One Piece in particular was really cool because Matt and the whole team were really good to us in terms of saying “What do you want to do with it? What do you want to bring to it?” and that’s not always the case. When I do a writer’s room with other writers, my thinking is like: What do you like? Do you want to sit on a chair? A yoga mat? Do you want to bob around on a skateboard? What makes you most creative? Because whatever it is, do that thing. That’s the kind of environment I want to create and be a part of. When a film or show or play has been made in that way, you can feel it, you can feel that it’s been made very rag-tag.

ESQ: On the topic of One Piece, how did you prepare for the role of Sanji – mentally and physically, I know you did all of your own stunts – and with season 2 confirmed, is there anything you learned that will inform or change how you prepare for season 2?

TAZ: Ooh… yeah I did all my own stunts! Part of how I prepared for it… I really went psychopathic on it. Like, let’s throw absolutely everything we possibly can at the wall because we don’t have much to stick right now, we’re starting from zero.

It was 4 hours of training in the morning, then I’d cook a dish we needed to do for the show, repeat that dish over and over again, another 4 hours, then we’d go to the sauna and stretch, they’d pull on my legs and push on my back. That made me improve really quick but what it also did was decimate my legs. I have scar tissue on the inside of my ligaments and it took me about a year to feel like I could land on my legs without pain – I used to duct-tape my legs! I had to be quiet about it so they’d let me do my own stunts.

There was no real way of improving whilst not hurting myself because of how far we needed to go. Whereas for the second season, because I’ve maintained my level and haven’t stopped training ever since– I trained this morning with Iñaki at the UFC gym [in Abu Dhabi]! Iñaki came with me to a kickboxing session and he’s gotten so good at tricking in between the seasons too! So, because we’re kind of at a level that we’ve maintained, the second season for me is about how much quicker I can be. There are not many new kicks or moves to learn, so it’s more about how great we can make those moves. Part of it is going: instead of training 8 hours today, I’m going to train 4 and focus on choreography. Or maybe today I’m just going to do 2 and then stretch, because the less injured everything is, the quicker everything moves.

So for season 2, I want to enjoy it more, and I want to make what we had a lot better… and I want [to do] the party table kick.

ESQ: Was there a specific stunt that was the most difficult to do?

TAZ: Yeah! So there was this one where we jump over a pool, kick the Fishman mid-air, and land on a little rock. And that was all practicals! It was so difficult to do because he was underwater and they had to time pulling him out of the water at the exact same time that I jumped, and landing at the same place so that I could kick, and then there was another wire pull that took him to the other side of the pool. That must’ve taken an hour and a half which doesn’t sound like that much, but we were up against time. I remember thinking: “If we don’t get this, they’re going to cut it. They’re going to cut the stunt and this stunt will never exist.” It was the last take where we just managed it and they all looked at it and went “Cool, we got it! We can keep it!”, and we just started cheering. Isn’t it mad to think that there’s a world in which half an hour would’ve made the difference between it existing and not existing?

ESQ: Now, I must ask… how do you really feel about Oregano?

TAZ: [Laughs] Ha! I love it! I put it on salads! It’s not for savages! It’s nice – have oregano it’s good for you!

ESQ: Who and what are some of your personal influences as an artist?

TAZ: Florian Zeller is my favorite writer. Rappers are my favorite poets. I like old films. Keanu Reeves in Point Break made me want to skydive and surf and jump out of planes. I love Bond. My dad loves Bond, we used to have a box set. I love the way those films are made. I just worked with Martin Campbell who made two of my favorite Bond films.

ESQ: What’s in store for Taz Skylar this year?

TAZ: I’ve got four TV shows in development, with different production companies. One of which is called Seesaw which made a lot of Florian Zeller’s films that I’m really excited about! I don’t have that much time until we go shoot [One Piece] again. There’s a book I’m trying really hard to get the rights to and adapt, so I’m chasing the author about that. I’m going to try and see if I can get all of those things done before I go shoot again.

https://www.esquireme.com/culture/interviews/taz-skylar-on-training-his-body-and-cooking-skills-ahead-of-one-piece-season-2

#taz skylar

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mikasimaginairyworld · 1 year

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The Crows as incorrect quotes

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Kaz at the beginning of SoC: 'some of you may die but that's a risk I'm willing to take.'

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Inej:'You seem familiar. Have I threatened you before?'

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Wylan: 'I know you're deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.'

Jesper:' It's not a joke'

Jesper: sniffles

Jesper:'I'm a legit snack.'

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Kaz:'Okay, I get it. You've had a hard time recently. You're stressed, depressed, seven people have died-'

Wylan:'Twelve, Kaz.'

Kaz: 'Not the point. They're dead now and whose fault is that?'

Wylan: 'Yours!'

Kaz: 'That's right: no one's.'

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Nina: 'Is something burning?'

Matthias: 'Only my love for you.'

Nina: 'Matthias, the toaster is on fire.'

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Jesper: '.. .----. --/ ... --- .-. .-. -.--' (I'm sorry)

Kaz: 'Jesper, what is that?'

Wylan: 'Morse code for I'm sorry.'

Jesper: 'Actually is remorse code.'

Kaz: 'I'm actually even more angry.'

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Kaz: 'I'm not out of control! I'm a law abiding citizen!'

Inej: 'Oh really? Name one law.'

Kaz: 'Don't kill people?'

Inej: 'This one's on me, I set the bar too low.'

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Nina: 'Must be hard not being able to laugh.'

Kaz: 'I do have a sense of humour, you know.'

Nina: 'I've never heard you laugh before.'

Kaz:'You've never said anything funny.'

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Jesper: 'Just be yourself.'

Kaz: 'Be myself? Jesper, I have one day to win Inej over. How long did it take before you guys started to like me?'

Wylan: 'A couple of weeks.'

Nina: 'Six months.'

Matthias: 'The jury's still out.'

Kaz: 'See, Jesper?'

Kaz: 'Be myself. What kind of garbage advice is that?'

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Kaz: 'Time for plan G'

Inej: 'Don't you mean plan B?'

Kaz: 'No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.'

Nina: 'What about plan D?'

Kaz: 'Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.'

Wylan: 'What about plan E?'

Kaz: 'Im hoping not to use it. I die in plan E.'

Matthias: 'I like plan E.'

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Matthias: 'Would you guys be there if I was going through something?'

Wylan:'Nope, absolutely not.'

Inej:'I hope it sucks whatever you're going through.'

Jesper: 'I hope it emotionally scars you for the rest of your life.'

Nina:' I hop you reach out to me so I can ignore you.'

Kaz: 'I can't wait to go to your funeral knowing I could've changed the outcome.'

---

Wylan, walking into his house: 'Hello people who do not live here.'

Kaz:'Hey.'

Inej:'Hi.'

Jesper:'Hello'

Matthias: 'Hey!'

Wylan:'I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!'

Nina: 'We were out of Doritos.'

---

Nina: 'Croissants: dropped.'

Matthias: 'Road: world ahead.'

Jesper: 'BBQ sauce: on my titties.'

Inej: 'Shavacado: fre.'

Wylan: 'Miss Keisha: fuckin dead.'

Kaz: 'I don't understand word of that and I hate every single one of you.'

---

Jesper: 'I love you guys. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me!'

Inej: 'We're the best things that's ever happened to you?'

Jesper: 'Yes!'

Kaz: 'I feel sorry for you.'

---

Kaz: 'Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life '

Inej: 'Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind?'

Kaz: 'Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die.'

Jesper: 'edible'

---

Wylan: 'I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it'

Kaz: 'Just rip the bandage off.'

Wylan: 'It’s Jesper.'

Kaz: 'Put the bandage back on.'

---

Jesper: 'So, what, now I’m just supposed to do anything that Wylan does? I mean, what if he jumped off a cliff?'

Nina: 'If Wylan were to jump off a cliff, he would’ve done their due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Wylan jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.'

Jesper: 'You jump off a cliff!'

Nina: 'Gladly. Provided Wylan did first.'

---

Kaz: 'Inej and I don’t use pet names.'

Nina: 'I see. Hey, what do bees make?'

Kaz: 'Honey?'

Inej:' Yes, dear?'

Kaz:

Nina:' Don't ever lie to my face again.'

#six of crows #incorrect quotes #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #nina zenik #matthias helvar #jesper fahey #kanej #wesper #helnik

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Goo Kim x Reader: The Fake Date Final

Hi everyone. Here is the final part of 'The Fake Date'. I am sad to see that it is finally finished, but I am glad with the way it ended. Thank you to everyone and anyone who has read even one sentence that I have wrote so far, I really appreciate it. If anyone would like me to write anything in particular for me to write next please let me know. But as it stands, here is the final chapters of 'The Fake Date'. I hope you enjoy!. :)

“I like Goo�� You say out loud.

“I like Goo” You say out loud again, confirming your feelings.

You then look at Gun, who has a slightly faded smile on his face. You can feel the small amount of pain he feels emanating from him and then you say a quiet ‘sorry’ because you feel guilty, so so guilty about all of this.

You now know that you’ve caused all of this. Every single thing that you’ve done has caused all this pain, all this hurt and you would do anything to change it. But it’s too late now to go back in time and do that, it’s happened and you just have to find a way to fix it.

So, while Gun and yourself are still in your dad’s office, you both sit quietly. You concocting a plan to undo all of this and Gun sitting patiently, waiting and then getting ready to listen to what you have to come up with. You finally hatch an idea. One that you think will have the best outcome on everyone's part.

“Well” You say to Gun.

“Well” Gun says back to you.

“I think I have an idea”

“Hopefully it’s nothing like the last one” Gun says back in a sarcastic manner, smiling while he says it.

“Ha ha, very funny. But no it’s definitely not like the last one” You say back reassuringly.

“Thank god for that. So what is it?.” Gun questions.

“Well, firstly, given the fact that it had you and Goo in it to begin with, I don’t want that to happen again. Unless you’re okay with it” You say back to Gun, awaiting his response.

“Look, as much as last time was a complete fuck up for you, in your so called ‘plan’. I’m fine with helping you this time” Gun says.

“After all, contrary to popular belief, I do want to see you happy. And if that means being with Goo of all people, then I’ll help you” Gun finally says.

You look at Gun and smile with his words. But then what he has just said about Goo click and you start laughing. Gun then joins in and soon you are both laughing with one another.

“Thank you” You say after eventually calming yourself down. “Seriously, thank you” Gun nods at your response and you can’t help but feel like this is reminiscent of so called ‘old times’ you used to spend with him. The exception being that there is a lot more talking going on and he’s not just nodding this time around.

“So, what’s the plan?” Gun questions.

“Well, I was thinking that you could go over to his house and talk to him for a little while. Say it’s for work. Slip in a few questions about him and I…us and see how he reacts” You say back answering his question.

“Hmmm” Gun says back in retaliation to the plan.

“Why the hmmm?” You ask.

“Well won’t that be a bit suspicious?”

“Suspicious?. I mean slightly, but even then you could just say some bullshit like you always do and voila, case closed” You say back to him.

Gun just looks at you with a questioning look. “You think I can just bullshit my way through a conversation?” He finally asks.

“Yes, yes I do and you’re pretty good at it” You say back to him with a smile on your face and then again, you both burst into laughter.

“So, what comes after the plan?” Gun asks.

“Well, that part I haven’t exactly figured out yet. But I was thinking that I would give him a week or so to cool down and then talk to him. And my father, about maybe…the possibility of a serious, well, relationship with Goo” Gun looks at you and then smiles back at your answer.

“Aww, getting all sappy now are we?” Gun says back mockingly.

“No” You say firmly “But you did ask didn’t you?. And well, after everything. Mostly with you making me admit that I have feelings for Goo, I actually don’t think it would be a bad thing if we gave things a go. That is if he doesn’t hate me for everything”

Gun just smirks at what you’re saying. But you can tell he isn’t hurt, he is just genuinely happy that you and his well, rival, best friend in some weird way, whatever they are. You can tell he is just happy for you both and that makes you happy as well.

“So, when are you going to talk to your father about all of this?” Gun asks.

“Now that, I’m not sure about. I’m also not sure how he will take it or how he will take the whole, you know” You stop talking and then Gun interjects.

“Fake dating thing?” Gun says finishing your sentence for you.

“Yeah. The whole fake dating thing” You sigh at the end of it, with how much damage you have caused with this entire idea. God, how stupid you are. But you will put it right. You have to put it right in order to get Goo back.

Gun pulls you from your thoughts when he speaks and you almost jump with how startled you are by it. “Your father will be fine with everything, I mean he has to be. Wait, does he not even know that you and Goo ‘broke up’” All you can do is shake your head to his question.

“Well then, I really want to watch that conversation play out” Gun says with yet another smirk on his face. “Oh trust me, I would much rather you be there. But alas, you have a very touchy conversation with Goo to have. Well you are having that conversation on my behalf, but still” You say back, mimicking his sarcasm and adding a smirk onto your face for an extra touch.

Gun just looks at you, unimpressed. But you just look at Gun and mouth the words ‘thank you’ to him. You realize at that moment that neither of you want to breach the silence that has fallen upon the conversation. But it isn’t the type of silence that is awkward, it’s just comforting to you both at this minute. The silence that you both used to have. The silence you used to have before everything became such a mess and you’re glad it’s happening right now, because you know that with this silence again, that everything with you and Gun will be okay.

__________

It has been a couple of days since your conversation with Gun. Since then you have gotten your hair done to try to feel better and to help with your nerves, but it hasn’t worked in the slightest. But today is the day that you are going to tell your father about everything. Every. Single. Thing.

You have tried to prepare yourself for the inevitable conversation. You’ve come up with so many different outcomes. You’ve come up with how the conversation will start and end. You’ve come up with how you’re even going to lead into the topic of everything, but each time it just makes you more nervous.

You made sure a few days ago that your father would be free when you went to talk to him. But since then, you really have been trying to mentally prepare yourself, to no avail though. So as you’re walking down the hallway getting ready to enter his office, you freeze just outside the door and take one final deep breath in to attempt to calm your nerves and much like you figured it would, it has not helped.

“Hi dad” You say as you enter his office.

“Hi” He says back in his firm but yet fatherly voice.

“So what is it that you wanted?” He asks.

“Well, about that” You pause for a moment and he raises his eyebrows at you curiously.

“It’s about…well, there's a lot I want to talk to you about” You finally say and with that, you now have his full undivided attention on you.

“Go on” He says, making you more nervous.

“Okay. So you umm..well you remember that Goo and I were dating right?”

“Yes”

“Well, that wasn’t exactly true” You say to him while looking down at your hands fiddling with your fingers.

“Go on” You eventually hear back.

“You know what, it’s a long story. It can wait for another time. Sorry to bother you” You say back to him, too nervous and scared to tell him that truth. But as you go to stand up, he stands first. You remain seated until he walks around his desk, takes a chair and pulls it over to where you are sat. Instinctively, you turn your chair towards him.

Then suddenly he smiles at you and takes your hands. You always forget that the man sitting in front of you is your father, since he is always so strict and firm with everyone else. But in every other term, he is your father. So now with this, you feel a lot more at ease with telling him.

“Go on” He says to you.

“Well, the entire thing with Goo and I was fake. We never really dated, at all. It only came into fruition the night of your event actually. The truth is that I came up with this plan” You pause there, preparing yourself for what you’re about to say.

“Plan?” Your father eventually asks after a long, drawn out pause from you.

“Yes, a plan. The thing is that before that night, I had liked Gun for so many years. Too many now that I think about it. But he just intrigued me so much. So that night I asked Goo to have a conversation with me and in that conversation I told him the plan that I wanted to put into place. I told him that I wanted us to fake date in order to make Gun jealous” As you’ve just admitted all of this your father is sat in the other chair nodding and taking everything in. So given that it is going somewhat well in your eyes so far, you continue.

“So, that night Gun came into the room. Found Goo and I and because Goo is well…Goo, he decided to have a little fun and play along. So he told Gun that we had been going out for some time and then we kissed to prove it. The very next day, that is when we had our conversation. Then I went out, walked about for a little while and got trapped in the center of Seoul. Everything I said on the phone that night was true, apart from where I was staying” You inhale a deep breath but you can already tell that your father has figured out where this is going.

“You stayed at Goo’s house?” He asks. You nod in response.

“Can I ask why you lied?”

“Well, the truth is that I didn’t think it would be appropriate to show up at one of my friends' doors and ask to stay the night on such short notice, soaking wet, cold and not having anything to wear for the next day. So I guess, well I figured that since Goo was then the closest person to the area that I would walk to his apartment and hope to god that he would answer the door. And it’s also because I didn’t want to come home that night. I really just needed time to cool down and digest everything. I mean it was a small lie, a stupid plan and then you found out and reacted how you did. I just couldn’t be around it. I’m so sorry” You say.

Your father squeezes your hand in reassurance that he isn’t angry with you, not in the least. But you still feel so guilty for lying to him.

“So, what happened after?” He questions you again.

“I went, knocked on his door and he was there. He let me in. I showered and he came back with some stuff for me. I mean he was really sweet in the entire thing. After that we drank some wine, had a conversation and then went to bed”

“Is there more?” “A hell of a lot more, yes. The next day I called you, remember?” Your father nods in response. “Everything I said on the call was true. I did need some more space from you but I just lied about where I was. Then as the day went on everything was fine. But then Goo left to go do a job for you and he left a note. It had an ‘x’ at the bottom of it and he had this picture when we were at the theme park. I fell asleep that day and when he came back I woke up, we had this entire conversation about everything and it kinda ended in me kissing him and then the only thing I could say after that was ‘I’m going to bed’” You stop and try to catch your breath. It didn’t register how fast you were talking just then and with everything you just revealed to your father, you don’t want to stop there. So just as fast as you assume you stopped speaking, you start again.

“After that, the next day he called Gun to come and get me. Gun brought me back and had a few words to say to me. They both were so pissed off at me about everything. So then 3 weeks went by, no texts, no calls, no communication whatsoever with any of them. Then 3 days ago now we had that meeting and everything kind of came to a head. I had a conversation with Goo and he flipped out on me because I really hurt him. Then he left. After that I had a conversation with Gun and I found out that my plan worked. But he made me realize that by that point, it wasn’t him that I liked, it was Goo. So now we have this entire other plan of him trying to talk to Goo and slip things in about me and that I have no idea on my end what to do. But I wanted to tell you. I wanted to be honest with you because I don’t want to mess up again. I really like Goo and I just don’t want to mess up”

Now everything is out in the open. You have no clue how your father is going to react to your confession but you’re hoping he isn’t too mad at anyone involved.

“That’s quite the story. One hell of a story actually. One that I didn’t expect. But I'm glad you told me. And if you’re wondering, I'm not mad at you” You look up after he says this and all of a sudden you feel your nausea fade away. You hadn’t registered just how ill you were feeling until this very moment. But then it had faded away and you felt better.

Your father then stands up and puts the chair back in it’s place and then stands in front of you. A tell tale sign that he wants you to do the same and so you do. Suddenly, you are engulfed in a hug. And you hug him back just as tightly as he is hugging you.

“All I have to say is, thank you for telling me the truth. And if you do like Goo as much as I think you do, don’t fuck it up this time if you get another chance” With that being said and your father letting you go. You make a swift exit and go back to your room to decide on a plan of what’s to come. A plan that you’re hoping will work.

__________

A few days after the conversation with your father, you have filled Gun in on the plan that you hope will go well and today is the day it will come into play. Still sticking to the original plan, Gun will go around and talk to Goo, throwing in a few questions about yourself in the process. Then Gun will ask Goo to a dinner to discuss what your father had said previously when all 3 of you had the meeting about 5 days ago and you will show up in his place. Hopefully everything will go well and then you can discuss everything with Goo, resulting in a happy ending.

But since this morning you have been frantically pacing about your room, thinking about everything. You have called Gun about 2 times already to make sure he’s aware of what he needs to do and both times he has responded with ‘I know the plan, don’t worry’. Now you’re onto texting him. But you haven’t received a reply back and that’s worrying you.

20 minutes of pacing later you hear the signature *ding* of your phone. You run and grab it from your bed and it is a text from Gun.

*I’ve just arrived. Don’t worry, everything will be fine, it's just like we went over. I’ll let you know how it goes.*

*Okay.* is the only thing you can respond with given how anxious you are. Now with that it’s just a waiting game to see how everything plays out.

“Well” Gun says, stepping into Goo’s apartment. “How has everything been”

“Amazing” Goo replies rather nastily.

“As pleasant as always I can tell”

“Ha ha, very funny. Now just sit down so we can get this over and done with” Gun obliges to the somewhat command-like comment and sits.

“So, what did you want to go over?” Goo says with a still rather hateful tone in his voice and Gun can’t distinguish whether it’s from his presence or because of you.

“Firstly, why the dick attitude of yours?. I mean you’re always a dick, but amazingly enough, this is a whole other level” Gun asks curiously.

“Oh fuck off, this is how I normally am. Can’t you tell?” Goo replies back, now even more aggravated.

“Mhm. So this little attitude of yours wouldn’t have anything to do with you know who?” Goo just scoffs.

“No it doesn’t have anything to do with her if you must know”

“Right. So no bitter feeling, no pining for her, nothing of that sort going on right now?” Gun asks, attempting to make Goo more annoyed because he knows this is the best way to get answers out of him.

“Again. NO” Goo shouts the last part.

“Wow, touchy. But even in saying no, it’s a yes. Got it”

“You know what, fuck off if you’re going to be like that”

“Be like what?” Gun replies, acting oblivious.

“Oh I don’t know. Curious, nosey, intrusive or just sticking your nose somewhere it doesn’t belong” Goo retorts back.

“Right. So you are upset then. God I couldn’t tell”

“Oh fuck off. I mean seriously, you would be too”

“Trust me, given what I’ve heard from her and the entire little plan that she concocted, yeah I’m pissed. But seriously the thing she did to you, that’s just laughable” Gun says tauntingly.

“Right and you’ve hear everything”

“That’s right” Gun replies back calmly. Goo turns around at this and raises his eyebrows, not needing to ask the question ‘seriously?’ for Gun to understand what he was going to say. So Gun just nods.

“Well then. Looks like you guys are happy again”

“Were friends again if that’s what you mean”

“Right…friends” Goo replies back, now getting agitated.

“You seem bothered. Want to tell me why?” Gun says, provoking Goo even more.

Then after a few seconds, Gun sees a glass flying towards his head and after that Goo goes in for a punch. They have a small scuffle on the floor for a good few minutes, both landing punches on one another until Goo finally stops and stands. Gun does the same and they both wipe themselves down before sitting on the sofa.

“This is bullshit” Goo says. “All of this is fucking bullshit”

“Clarification?” Gun asks curiously.

“Her and me. Me and her. God, it’s bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit”

“Aww so you are upset” Gun mocks. Goo just looks at him for a moment before taking in his surroundings and Gun assumes he doesn’t want to break his expensive furniture.

“Look just fuck off, I’m not in the mood” Goo says back.

“Listen. I don’t really care all that much. But, for what it’s worth. She is sorry” Gun says as he stands up to leave.

But as he walks towards the door and reaches for the handle Goo suddenly asks something.

“Really?”

“Yeah”

“Also what happened to talking about the meeting?” Goo questions.

“We can go over it another time. Clearly, you’re not in the right headspace” And with that Gun leaves Goo’s apartment.

Another *ding* on your phone makes you jump as you have just sat down to think about everything for the millionth time. It’s from Gun again. Much like last time you open it at lightning speed.

*Half the plan worked. Very well actually. The other half, not so much*

*What do you mean by half?. What half.* You reply back.

*Dinner didn’t work out. I didn’t even ask. But he is pissed about you and everything you have done. Like seriously, a little provoking and we were having a small fight on the floor.*

*What?.*

*Seriously. He is pissed*

*Also, if you ask me again to go back over there, my answer is no. I am NOT putting up with him again. At least not until it’s necessary.*

*Got it. Thank you for doing half of the plan though. But what should I do now?.* You ask.

*Talk to him.*

And with that you are left bewildered. Goo doesn’t want to talk to you and from what Gun has just texted you he’s so pissed off that he’s willing to throw punches.

A few hours of deliberating later and you still have no idea what to do. Clearly he’s annoyed and hurt and you're pretty sure you’re the last person he wants to see or even hear from right now. So you decide to leave it. Wait for everything to settle down and then you will try to talk to him.

__________

Another few weeks have passed. Now this marks almost a month of not speaking to Goo. Even now you’re still not sure what to do. Since the day that everything came to a head, you’ve seen him a handful of times. Always leaving your father’s office after a meeting and once in the kitchen making a coffee. You didn’t even attempt to talk to him and you’re sure he hadn’t even acknowledged your presence.

Much like when you tried to put the plan into place with Gun, you continue to berate him about what you should do. It always ends with him saying ‘talk to him’. But you can’t bring yourself to do that.

Now after a few days since the last meeting and talking to your father about everything else that has happened. Your father has told you that Goo will be over in a few hours since he needs to speak to him again, this time on his own. You just replied with an ‘okay’ and told him that you’ll stay out their way. Mostly meaning Goo.

After the few hours are over with, you assume that everything is said and done and that Goo has left. So you go downstairs to find your father.

“DAD” You scream, waiting to hear a response back so you can go to it. But, nothing.

“DAD” You scream again, this time trying to be as loud as possible. But still, nothing. You’re about to scream a third time before you hear a voice shout from the kitchen.

“He’s not here”

It’s Goo. Wait, what is Goo doing here, he should be gone by now. You question to yourself. But nonetheless you go to the kitchen because you have a few questions. Such as ‘Where is my dad?’.

As you enter the kitchen. Sure enough, sat on a stool, you see Goo. You furrow your eyebrows questioningly and then walk towards him.

“So, why are you here? I thought you left” You ask Goo, not expecting a reply.

“Your father. Said he was going away for a few hours. Gun’s out on a job and your father wanted someone to watch you” Goo replies, answering all your questions in one go.

“Great” You reply back coldly. Then with that, the room falls silent again. So you go and make yourself a coffee while you're here. You grab the kettle, fill it up, place it back down and click it so it starts to boil. Then you turn around, fold your arms across your chest and lean against the counter, just staring at Goo.

Suddenly, Goo looks up and straight at you. Making you freeze for a moment. But then he climbs off his stool and starts walking over to you. All of a sudden your eyes grow wide and you feel your heartbeat quicken in pace.

Then in a swift flash, Goo is stood in front of you. He then reaches towards you and instinctively you close your eyes. Then suddenly you hear a cupboard door open and some sort of plate being taken out. You open your eyes again and Goo is leaning over you with a bowl in hand. Suddenly he looks down at you and speaks.

“Can you move, I need a spoon”

You blink for a moment before moving and now you’re trying to hold your tongue. But you can’t for much longer after he grabs a spoon and heads back.

“Seriously, are you still this pissed off?” You ask him annoyed.

“Annoyed?. Annoyed about what?.” Goo asks unbothered.

“Seriously?” You question.

“Yes, seriously”

“You really are such a dick, you know that right?”

“Oh, so I’m a dick now?” Goo replies back angrily.

“Yes. I mean seriously. I let you cool down, I didn’t talk to you given the circumstances and the only words that you say to me is first why my dad left and then you say ‘can you move, I need a spoon’. I mean what the fuck, really?” You say back, now getting angry yourself.

“Oh I’m every so very sorry princess” Goo says back tauntingly.

“You know how much I hate that nickname, so stop fucking using it”

By this point you don’t notice that Goo has put down the bowl and spoon. You also don’t conceive the fact that you have slowly been moving closer to Goo, who is just standing round at the opposite side of the counter. And within a few seconds you are face to face screaming at one another.

This goes on for a few minutes before you eventually just scream out something that halts Goo in his tracks.

“At least I wasn't fighting with Gun because I couldn’t handle how hurt or even jealous I was” All of a sudden, silence. You both look at each other and then you step back and look down. You feel bad that you’ve just admitted to knowing about what Gun and Goo had talked about. But you also just crossed a line by assuming things.

“How do you know about that?” Goo asks.

“Who do you think, Gun told me. I kinda asked him to tell me what you talked about if I came up in conversation” There’s a long pause before either of you speak again, but just as you do there’s a click. It’s the front door.

“Anyone here?” It’s Gun who’s just arrived.

“In here” Goo shouts back.

Once Gun walks into the kitchen and sees both you and Goo almost face to face he smirks and then asks rather snarkily “Lovers quarrel?” with a smirk on his face. With that you look at both of them, completely ignoring the fact that you wanted coffee and head back up to your room. You then hear the door slam and an engine start. You can tell it’s Goo’s car and then it fades away as it grows silent again.

About 10 minutes later footsteps come up the stairs and then there is a knock at your door. Begrudgingly you answer it and it’s Gun.

“What do you want?” You ask annoyed.

“Sorry” Gun says. You sigh at this and let him in, he just goes and sits on the bed.

“It’s fine, I just overreacted a little”

“I mean yes, you did. But what was that, with you and Goo?”

“We had an argument”

“Oh. So you’re talking now”

“No. Definitely not talking”

“Okay, sure. Anyways, I'm not staying here” “But what about my dad?” You ask.

“Just tell him that Goo left a couple of minutes before he got back” Gun retorts.

“Sure thing”

Then with that Gun leaves and you hear a click from the front door locking and another car engine starts and you hear it slowly fade. Then you’re alone. You think about everything that has just happened and how much it has hurt you. *Ding*. You pick up your phone assuming that it is Gun who is texting you until you read the name. *Piss head*. It’s Goo. You open the text quickly and read it.

*Sorry for the argument. Can you come to my apartment tomorrow, we need to talk*

Now your head is really spinning.

*Sure*

Is your reply and then you prepare yourself for tomorrow.

__________

You could barely sleep last night because you were thinking about the text from Goo. Your anxiety crept up on you when you were about to go to sleep then suddenly all you thought about was Goo. What does he want?. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?. God, even now you’re a nervous wreck thinking about it. But you leave at 2pm and your Gun will drive you.

You told your dad about everything when he got in and he nodded along as you were telling him. But when he walked into his office you saw a smile set across his face. Clearly he’s happy for you but doesn’t want to admit it.

You check the time quickly to see how long you have until you get picked up by Gun. Suddenly you realize you overslept and it’s 1pm. Where did the time go and why didn’t you hear your alarms is all you ask yourself before you’re rushing to find an outfit and shower.

After showering and doing all the necessary things like brushing your teeth and hair, putting on your clothes. You check the time again and suddenly you hear a car horn. 1:49pm. That will be Gun. You got ready just in time you think and now you’re off to go and see Goo.

You walk outside and get in Gun’s car. Clipping in your seatbelt as soon as you sit down, then the anxiety wears away and the nausea hits. You really wish you had taken some sort of pain meds before you left. Maybe they would have dulled down the ill feeling in your stomach.

“You good?” Gun asks.

“I feel like I’m going to throw up” You say back to him. He leans over, opens the glove compartment and then there is some medication. You look at him, smile and then reach for the medication. Popping out 2 pills while Gun hands you his half drunk bottle of water, but you don’t care. You just want to take these and hope everything goes well.

“So, nervous I take it”

“How could you tell?” You ask back sarcastically.

“Oh you know, this and that”

“Ha ha” You respond back. Then there's a jolt and suddenly you recognize that Gun has started driving.

“Do you by any chance know what he wants?” You ask Gun, hoping for a best case scenario where he knows everything.

“Not a single idea”

“God. Why couldn’t you know something” You almost whine this out.

“Just have to go in blind”

“You know I hate not having even a slight inkling into what’s about to occur. So frankly, this is my worst nightmare playing out”

“Such a shame. I would pity you if it wasn’t slightly funny” Gun says back now stifling back laughter.

“Such an ass” You retort back and that makes Gun laugh.

The drive isn’t long but it is silent after you almost threw up after going over a speed bump. Then you arrive at Goo’s apartment. You let out a deep sight before looking over at Gun and giving him a not then getting out. Closing the door behind you, you look up and feel the irony in the situation.

You wait for Gun to leave and then walk towards the entrance. Once you’re in the lobby you make your way to the elevator and step inside. You remember the floor number this time, press it and wait as it slowly climbs up the floors. It’s so slow that it’s almost painful as it climbs up. Then it stops and the doors open.

You let out another sigh before exiting the elevator and walking to Goo’s door. You wait for a minute before you ask yourself again why you’re here or what are you doing. But you can’t be bothered to fight it anymore and give in. Recognising you’re already here, you know you can’t turn back and so you knock on Goo’s door and wait for an answer.

Suddenly the door opens and Goo appears in front. He moves out the way and motion with his hand to come in and sure enough you walk in.

“Sorry” He says.

“About what?” You ask.

“About yesterday”

“Just about yesterday?” You ask him.

“No, not just about yesterday” You just nod as he talks.

“Well at least you’re speaking to me now”

“I could say the same thing about you” Goo says back.

“Well, I thought you wouldn’t want to talk to me”

“And why is that?” Goo questions.

“I mean, given everything, I think you understand why” Goo nods as you say this but then you see a smile come across his face.

“I you really want to know, I’m glad we’re talking again”

“Me too”

You both sit for an hour or two talking about this and that, but you know sooner or later that you will have to have a serious talk about what really happened between you both. But before that Goo gets up and asks if you want a pizza and you nod vigorously and say yes.

It’s about 6pm by the time the pizza gets there and you both stop talking to eat. You get the plates and Goo brings out wine again. Then you start to reminisce on the night that Goo said ‘what if i’ve never hated you’ and then you look at him for a moment, happy and content, pouring out wine for you both with an ordered in pizza sat in front of you both.

You place the plates down. Take your seat and then Goo hands you the wine. You think before taking a sip and then place it down, thinking about the conversations to come and you want to be sober for it. You both eat and drink and then after it’s finished, you take the plate and clean them while Goo dries the dishes. You aren’t saying a word to one another, you aren’t even looking at each other, but yet you can tell that both of you feel so content.

And so once everything is done and before you sit back down on the sofa you tell Goo that you have to make a call or 2. The first person you call is your father, telling him that you won’t be back tonight and that you’re planning on staying over at Goo’s talking. He doesn’t like the idea, but he’s not going to stop you, after being so truthful to him this past week. Then you call Gun, explaining the situation and trying to be questioned so much by him. But even through the phone you can feel the ever growing smirk on his face and then you hang up and everything is dealt with.

Then again, you start to reminisce on how similar this is to how you first got to talking. The phone calls you made, staying overnight, having wine and then having conversations that turned into something so deep that not even you, yourself imagined it would. At least not with Goo. But here you are again, you think to yourself. Back in the same position, just without the storm and wet clothes.

You go over and sit back down beside Goo. Letting out another sigh before you have to face the music and the conversations that will happen. But first you feel like you should let him know that you may or may not have told both your father and Gun that you will more than likely stay over tonight without mentioning it to the apartment's owner.

“ Goo” You say.

“What’s up”

“Do you mind if I stay tonight?”

“Why?”

“Well, I kind of canceled my ride and told my dad I would be staying over here because we do have a lot to talk about” You answer back.

“That is true. So, are we going to get started on the talks or are we just going to keep tiptoeing around it?” Goo asks suddenly.

“Well, let’s start” You say back to him.

“Great” He says.

“So. Why the shouting match yesterday and how did you get Gun to tell you about the conversation and fight that he and I had?”

“The shouting match was because you were a dick. A month of no conversation and then tell me to move because you need a spoon. I mean seriously Goo a SPOON?” You say rather annoyedly.

“But as for how I found out about the conversation, I may have set up another plan with Gun this time to try and get you to talk to me again..”

“You did what?” Goo asks surprised.

“Yeah..I asked him if he would come over here and talk about the meeting we had a few weeks back. Then I asked him if maybe, just maybe he could slip in a few questions about me and see how that goes. But I swear all he told me was that you were annoyed and jealous and all you went on about was me, then there was a fight and overall from what I gathered, it was a mess” “Well you’re right about that. It was a complete mess”

“Yeah. I figured as much” You say, laughing slightly.

“But as for everything else. It’s also true what he said. I mean I was so pissed off about everything, but mainly about you that even when he came in here I had an attitude on me” Goo says.

“Well. That’s slightly comforting to know. But still I absolutely hate myself for what happened between us. Well between all 3 of us. But mainly you and I” You say suddenly. Goo then looks at you for a moment before seeing that you are telling the truth.

“Really?” He asks, almost unsure what to think.

“Yes really. I regret that entire plan of making Gun jealous. I regret how I put you two against one another and I regret hurting you in the process of my own selfish actions”

“Good to hear. But what about what you said in the kitchen that day that we talked, the day of the meeting?” Goo asks.

“Well truth be told I still stand by exactly what I said. I’m glad everything happened like that between us, but at the time I wasn’t entirely sure why until I had a conversation with Gun after you left”

“And what conversation would that be?” Goo asks curiously.

“Well I told him about everything. The fake dating plan. Me wanting to go out with him, blah, blah, blah. You know the deal by now. But what really got me was when I said I liked Gun and Gun pointed that out. Going on to say a little monologue about how he did see me as a potential partner, this and that and then he said that I don’t feel the same way anymore because he was a complete dick” At this Goo tilts his head curious as to what you mean.

“What I mean is that he pointed out that I didn’t like him and I hadn’t liked him since coming back from this apartment. Your apartment” You say to Goo. He goes silent for a moment and then the pieces click in his head.

“Hold on. Let me get this straight. You mean to say that you liked Gun for years and once you actually got him jealous and he started becoming a dick, you didn’t like him anymore” Goo asks almost as a confirmation.

“Yes” You say.

“Then once I called Gun to pick you up and drag you back, even after everything that happened. You didn’t like him anymore?”

“Yes” You say again.

“And what’s more is that you and Gun had a conversation where you said you liked him and he pointed it out and then what?. You realized that it was..” Goo stops before continuing, not wanting to be wrong in what he is assuming.

“Yes. At that moment when I said that to Gun and he pointed it out saying a few certain things, it clicked. It clicked to me why I said that I was going to bed instead of kissing you again and again or even staying up and talking until the sun came up. It’s because I like you Goo and don’t ask me why because I don’t know. I have absolutely no clue. But yes. I like you” You finally say. Confirming everything that Goo was thinking. Or at least you're hoping so.

Goo stops for what feels like a few hours and then he just looks at you, until he breaks his eye contact. Then he looks at the glass of wine and drinks it all down in one. You’re trying not to smile at this because it’s so funny it's almost comedic. But then after only a minute he speaks.

“I’m so sorry i’ve been such a fucking dick. You were right. This entire time I have been a dick and what’s more I hate myself for it. But Gun was also right in saying that I was jealous when he came here that day. That’s why I started a fight with him because I thought that he would win you over and I just didn’t want to see that happen. But at the same time I didn’t want to talk to you because I was pissed. So fucking pissed. But now…” Goo just stops speaking and looks at you. Smiling from ear to ear like an idiot. All you can do though is do the exact same thing back and then the laughter happens.

You both laugh for 15 minutes. You’re crying from it and Goo is doubled over holding his stomach from it cramping up from laughing so hard and then you eventually stop and wait for Goo to do the same. After he does stop laughing, you both just look at each other and then Goo stands up. You do the same, except you move towards him and once you’re close enough to him, you wrap your arms around him, hugging him.

He hugs you back and you stay like that for a good few minutes. Neither of you wanting to be the first to let go. But then Goo is the first one to break the connection, but in the best way possible. He cups your cheeks and kisses you and you kiss him back. You pull away and kiss each other again and again. Eventually you get slightly tired and so by that point you break away from him and say.

“I’m tired right now. So I’m going to go to bed” With that being said you both burst into laughter at how stupid you both are. All these plans and misunderstanding and yet with a simple conversation, everything was solved.

Goo runs up to his bedroom and brings down a shirt and sweatpants for you to wear and you go and get changed. When you come out of the bathroom he is lying on the sofa the exact same way he was when you first slept over that one fateful night. And so you crawl into his arms and he throws the blanket over you. Kissing you on the back of the neck goodnight.

You wake up the next morning happy as can be. Then before you know it one night turns into two, two turns into three and three turns into a week. Until four months later you have a few boxes left to move that Gun is helping you with. Then you will officially have moved into Goo’s apartment.

“Well looks like you’re moving in” Goo says sarcastically.

“Wasn’t that always the plan?” You say sarcastically back to Goo, with a smile on your face.

“I guess it might have been” Goo says, moving over to you and hugging you as you put the last box down. You smile up at Goo and then see that he is dangling something in his hand.

“Your house keys princess” Go says with a smirk on his face. Meanwhile you know you look unimpressed with that nickname. But it has grown on you over these past few months.

“Great” You say. “I’ll be taking those '' As you take the keys out of Goo’s hand. You look up at him after taking them and smile again. Goo then leans down and kisses you and you kiss him back.

“I love you” Goo says to you.

“I love you too” You say back to Goo.

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