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miekasa · 2 years

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I finally watched jjk0 yesterday and !!!!!!!

Gojo I- 😳 I'm such a simp for this man and there's really nothing I want to do about it apart from feeding that obsession at this point frfr

YUTA !!!!!!! He deserves the world and nothing less why tf is he so sweet and cool and- IF HE CRIES I CRY WITH HIM HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE SAD EVER TF

Todo's priorities >>>>>>>>> He fr is a great character and for some reason I don't see that enough so here's a reminder for everyone, myself included 😤

I mean I can't really leave Toge out can I now 😌 He was so cool in that movie and THAT HIGH FIVE WITH YUTA WAS SO PRECIOUS TOO I WANNA SEE MORE OF THEIR FRIENDSHIP YOUR HONOR 💥👊🏼😡💢

AUs ideas are coming on their own, esp besties Geto and Gojo in university and meeting reader and them teasing each other about their crush and and and- sigh yeah I'll have to add Geto's ass to my character list now 😩

But fr tho why is Gojo so cool and hot I am MAD about it (jk no I'm not plz Gojo marry me on the spot plz I can cook and bake and clean and laugh at your jokes 😫)

1. He’s so….. he’s so. I love him terribly, I’m afraid. He’s annoying, he’s caring, he’s loud, he’s strong, he’s completely insufferable I wanna suffocate him affectionately <333 also the way he keeps collecting special/cursed kids is so fucking funny, Gojo sees a teenager with potential and he’s like oh I’m gonna have to intervene <33 boy dad wanna be cool dad vibes <3

2. Yuuta… he’s my boyfriend now simple <33 his voice was not what I was expecting—but not in a bad way. He’s very pathetic in a precious kind h*t way, I’m into it. Wanna ruffle his hair and stress him out in a good way <33 Im extremely obsessed with him, the way he was just like “Yeah, Maki let’s kill the Zenin clan, or whatever!” Love me a dude who’s ready to cosign murder for his loved ones.

3. Todo is so fantastic to me. He’s so blunt, I love it, and it’s not just mean, it’s earnest. Also, he’s hilarious, so he can do whatever he wants. He seems like he cried watching Moana. 12/10 dude

4. The way I was vibrating in my seat when Toge and Yuuta went on their mission… there was no reason they had to animate Toge like that… he didn’t have to stick his tongue out before he spoke, he didn’t have to do like four backflips in a row, it was personal. Also I haven’t stopped thinking about him just popping his finger back into place… he’s insane… I’m in love. He and Yuuta are very <333 to me. Everytime Yuuta’s internal monologue was like “Oh Toge is so cool,” I was like yeah you’re right <33

5. There are lots of things I don’t Get about Geto, and I don’t really see the hype about him, but I found it entertaining that he was so… lighthearted? Idk if that’s the right word, but I was like yeah I see why he and Gojo would have gotten along. He’s still the bad guy in all my daydreams and aus, and I will not change that </2 sorry to him and Toji who I don’t even know, but it’s my birthright to drag their names through the mud somebody has to be that girl

#answered #*grabby hands* inumaki toge…. my most beloved #he makes me. insane

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spaceskam · 4 years

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ao3

Alex knew he picked a good choice of best friend when Kyle's response to Alex being dumped was to haul him into the car and start the 11 hour drive to Las Vegas.

The whole drive was spent full of Kyle distracting him and hyping him up, stopping by a daiquiri shop on the way there and getting him the largest size. It was a little weird, but Alex found that he was endlessly grateful. He needed this.

"You were too hot for him anyway," Kyle said a few hours in, "You deserve someone who could at least be a model, but not more of a model than you, you feel me?"

"Yeah,* Alex laughed, smiling at him as he sipped his drink, "I feel you."

"But it's all good. We're going to find you a hot piece of ass to rail," Kyle declared, "Or get railed by, I don't judge."

"Jesus Christ, Kyle," Alex laughed, but he just flashed that charming smile and went on with driving.

When they arrived in Vegas, the city was already lit up for the night and Kyle got a hotel room that they didn't stay in for long. He immediately led the way to a casino and paid Alex's way. Whenever Alex tried to refuse the handouts, Kyle insisted and said it was his idea so he would pay.

They spent the next few hours getting drunk and winning little sums of money. $20 here, $5 there, nothing fancy. But Alex was having more fun with Kyle than he had in his entire relationship, so it was easy to get lost in it.

"Alex," Kyle called, catching him by the belt loop and tugging him closer, "Blow on these for good luck."

Alex felt his face flush and a few sets of eyes were on them, but he blew on the set of dice Kyle shoved in his face nonetheless. He watched him throw them onto the table afterwards and a few separate things happened that he didn't quite understand having never been the gambling type. People cheered, though, and Kyle kissed the side of his face without hesitation.

"Told you!" Kyle exclaimed, "Good luck charm. What's his face didn't even know what he had."

Alex felt his face get even hotter and soaked up the praise without question.

Kyle kept him close as they eventually left the casino when they had a solid amount of winnings, taking their tipsy asses to a drag bar a few blocks away. They were let in surprisingly easy for not being dressed up in the slightest. They drank more, talking closer over the loud music and getting absolutely lost in each other's company. Alex felt like the luckiest man in the entire universe.

A few times, Kyle tried to introduce him to men he thought he might be interested in, but Alex always found Kyle significantly more interesting. He didn't mind going to bed alone if it meant just having Kyle. He eventually got that and stopped sending other guys his way, instead accepting drinks from interested parties and sharing them with each other.

"Men suck. All of them. Except maybe you," Alex said confidently, drunk enough to speak his mind but not enough to mess with his balance (for the most part) as they walked down the lively street. Kyle seemed to be on the same level because he smiled, squeezing Alex's hip since he had a grip on him so he wouldn't lose him as they headed towards the hotel. "God, I wish you were gay."

Kyle laughed loudly, "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!" Alex exclaimed, "You're, like, the only man I've met who understood what, like, growth is."

"What can I say? Therapy is a recommendation in my hospital," Kyle said. Alex snorted. "But glad I could be a good example."

"Yeah," Alex sighed, "You're my favorite person."

"Good," Kyle said, kissing the side of his head for what felt like the billionth time that night, "'Cause you're mine."

They were a block away from the hotel when they came across a 24-hour chapel. Kyle slowed as they neared it and came to a complete stop as he stared at it.

"You wanna get married?" Kyle asked. Alex blinked twice and looked at him.

"Seriously?" Alex said. His mind instantly started trying to be rational. Was he drunk? Was Kyle? What exactly did him asking that mean? Was it a joke? Would it be platonic? Would it be crazy to say yes even if it was?

"Yeah, why not?" Kyle said, looking at him with a fairly reckless smile. It reminded him of young Kyle who had talked him into sneaking into an abandoned house or had spontaneously learned how to do a backflip because he wanted to. He'd gotten a little more responsible since then, but it was nice to see. "Alex Manes deserves to give a nice fuck you to society and I'd love to do the honors of being that fuck you."

And, before Alex could even convince himself to ask questions, he nodded.

"Okay, sure."

Both drunk of hours of alcohol and each other, they found themselves standing in front of a tacky alter with a bouquet of faux flowers in Alex’s hand. They only partially listened to the guy who got his ordination credentials online, instead making teasing faces at each other. Alex felt like he was going to burst out of his skin, feeling a little confused and a little overwhelmed and a lot eager to understand what this meant. Would they frame their marriage license to put his dad’s grave and drink champagne in front of him? Would they use this for shared financial benefits? The healthcare between an Air Force officer and a doctor would be pretty sweet.

Except when the officiant said that they could kiss, Alex didn’t actually expect to Kyle to go for it. Or maybe he did because Kyle seemed to go in for a cheek kiss and Alex turned his head to meet his lips and Kyle just pulled him closer. And then Alex didn’t actually remember the kiss ending.

It was like he blinked and they were back at the hotel, pressed into the corner of the elevator as they shared the alcohol still on their tongues. Then they were in the hotel room, two queen sized beds with a single nightstand between them and Kyle led them towards the one closest to the door to share.

It only stopped when Alex had to take his prosthetic off and, even then, Kyle pressed kisses across his shoulders and up his neck and certifiably destroying Alex’s ability to overthink anything. All he could think about was Kyle and how he wanted to touch him and how they had fucking signed a marriage certificate.

After the prosthetic was off, Kyle grabbed his jaw and sealed them in another kiss, pulling him to lay back on the bed. He seemed like he knew what he was doing and that was equally as confusing as the rest of the things that were happening that night, so he stopped questioning it. He welcomed Kyle’s skin and his touch and his kisses and he only had to help him out with an angle here and there.

It wasn’t until he woke up the next morning plastered into Kyle’s side, naked and warm and finally more sober, that he realized he didn’t understand. More than just that, he was outright confused about everything that had happened. Kyle, his straight friend, had just casually married him and slept with him after he got dumped. Did he do it because he felt bad for him? Did he do it because he was drunk? Did he even remember it?

Alex sat up and looked at him. He was sound asleep still, eyes closed and chest rising and falling with each breath. Tiny bruises that Alex had accidentally put on him were partially hidden under his facial hair. He was gorgeous. And so, so, so not into him like that.

Alex quickly got his prosthetic on and pulled on his clothes before he went into the bathroom, avoiding his reflection as he splashed water on his face. He didn’t want to look at himself, didn’t want to face the fact that he felt like absolutely garbage for what he’d done. The whole “marriage” was blurry, but Alex probably guilted him into it somehow. He didn’t remember, though, and that made it worse.

But, honestly, whatever happened was bad. Kyle was his best friend, the main person he could rely on, his safe space. And he fucked it all up by letting it go too far. He was going to lose his best friend because he couldn’t be responsible.

“Alex?” Kyle’s voice called. Alex’s whole body ached in response, a flood of guilt and shame and desire all hitting him at once.

Kyle was his friend and he ruined it and, yet, he wanted to ruin it more. With him, he had fun and felt wanted and safe. No matter how stupid they were being, Alex never felt like the rug was being pulled out from beneath him. He was just safe. He wanted more of that.

“Hey, you okay in there?” Kyle asked, knocking gently. Alex squeezed his eyes closed. “You hungover? I can go get you something to drink. You like red Gatorade, right?”

Alex huffed a laugh and caved, swinging the door of the bathroom open. Kyle stood on the other side in all his naked glory and, honestly, it was a goddamn trap. It had to be. No one just looked like that casually.

“What happened last night?” Alex asked. Kyle stared at him, blinking a few times in confusion before his eyes widened slightly.

“You were that drunk?” he asked. Alex shook his head.

“No, I remember, I just... don’t,” Alex said, scraping his hands over his face, “I don’t get it. I don’t understand. Why did any of that happen? Did I make you feel like you had to or something?”

“You think I would marry you because I felt like I had to?” Kyle asked, a disbelieving tone in his voice. Alex didn't answer. "Look, it was a stupid ceremony and, and I don't think the license is even notarized officially or filed or whatever, so we can just rip it up and pretend it didn't happen if you want."

"Okay, so we pretend that didn't happen," Alex said loosely, his voice tightening as he got a little more upset and be gestured to the bed they'd shared, "How do we pretend that didn't happen?"

Kyle looked away from him for a second, falling so quiet they could hear the footsteps from the people in the room above them. Alex didn't know what to do.

"You want to forget that happened?" Kyle asked cautiously.

Alex huffed a laugh, “You don’t?”

Kyle was quiet for a long time, so long that Alex was beginning to feel sick. He felt like he drastically misunderstood something or maybe Kyle just was incredible at confusing him. Alex liked kissing him and, sure, the thought had crossed his mind more than once that Kyle would be the perfect boyfriend. Kyle was nice and thoughtful and cared about him. But he never in a million years thought Kyle might’ve thought about it too.

“Yeah, if you want to, sure. We forget it happened,” Kyle said, walking back towards the heart of the room to search for his clothes. Alex’s eyebrows were pulled together as he cautiously followed.

“Kyle, what the fuck is going on?” he asked. Kyle seemed to put an ample amount of attention into buttoning his jeans. “Don’t you want to forget it? I mean, I’d figure you’d want to forget sleeping with a guy.”

Kyle dropped his shirt and turned to face him.

“You must think real highly of yourself if you think I just decided to be bisexual because I wanted to make you feel better,” Kyle stated blatantly, “And you must think really highly of me if you think I was that good on my first try.”

“Wait,” Alex said, holding a hand up as he tried to process his words, “Wait, you...”

“I’m bi? Yes. And was it stupid to hook up with you knowing you just got out of a relationship? Also yes, but I’m not known to make good decisions when it comes to my romantic or sexual relationships, so,” Kyle said, throwing his arms out and letting them fall to his side pathetically.

Alex thought back through the last few months, trying to think back to any of the signs of Kyle realizing that about himself. He couldn’t remember when Kyle ever started acting differently. He was always just Kyle.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Alex asked. Kyle took a long, deep breath.

“I don’t know,” he admitted, shrugging his shoulders, “Probably because I knew if I did, I’d have a lot less things keeping me from trying to marry you on a whim in the middle of Las Vegas.”

“Okay,” Alex said, slowly sitting down on the bed. A few seconds passed before Kyle sat beside him, sighing. Alex eventually looked at him after he processed his words. “You didn’t have to tell me if you weren’t ready. You don’t owe me anything.”

“I’m in love with you, Alex,” Kyle said, so openly that Alex’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head, “I have been for a long time and I’m tired of hiding it. Especially after last night. And if you’re not into me like that, okay, fine, I can take it. I-I need a little space, but we’re friends first and I can learn to stop loving you like that. But I need you to tell me because if you don’t, I’m going to sit and wait for the rest of my life.”

“You know, I didn’t expect this whenever you suggested we drive to Vegas,” Alex said, mind swimming with a million thoughts at Kyle’s confession. Kyle huffed a small laugh, but he didn’t try to add anything.

They sat there for a long time, Kyle letting him think over what he said. It was strange to think that, while Alex was dating idiots who didn’t treat him right, Kyle was just there and waiting for him to notice. It made a mess of the last year, a slew of overthinking every interaction. Was Kyle being nice because he was Kyle, or because he wanted to sleep with him? Or was it just because he loved him? Genuinely, truly loved him and didn’t make him feel like that was a bad thing? Was that a thing someone could do?

“Do you really love me?” Alex clarified after awhile. Kyle gently nudged his knee into Alex’s.

“Trust me, I wouldn’t have said that if I hadn’t thought about it every day for months,” he promised, “I love you and I want what’s best for you, whatever that means. So if you want me to fuck off, I will. If you want me to stay, then I will. Ball’s in your court.”

Alex took a deep breath and looked at him seriously. His handsome features, his honest eyes, the little hickies hidden in his facial hair. Alex wouldn’t mind looking at him forever, especially when that wasn’t all he had to offer.

“Can we do something in the middle?” Alex asked. Kyle waited. “Can we spend this weekend in Vegas being stupid and reckless, but when we got back to Roswell, give me some time to actually get over my last relationship. And then we start from square one? I don’t want you to be a rebound.”

“You don’t want me to be a rebound, but you wanna sleep with me again first?” Kyle clarified. Alex blinked innocently and gave a short nod in response. Kyle just laughed, moving forward back into his space and kissing him again.

Alex wasn’t sure if it was the sobriety, the love confession, or just the lack of confusion in general, but this kiss seemed to transcend all the previous ones. He leaned into it more, letting Kyle just love him openly and honestly.

And he liked that feeling.

#kylex #kylex fic #kyle valenti #alex manes #roswell new mexico #my fic #this is based on a tiktok i saw like a month ago

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kingleedo · 3 years

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what are your favorite traits about each ONEUS member and why? 🥐

Hello there, dear!! Thank you for dropping by. 💖

Gooood, this one is even more difficult.

Just because I can't simply say a sentence or a two... And always end up with a fucking essay...

Ravn - For Youngjo, I'd say I like his calm, chill vibe. He is the artistic kid, the one that would usually be caught sitting in the cafeteria, with a notebook and earphones. Either drawing or writing something. Even in the company, he usually observes the room with a giggle or two here and there. Sometimes he lets loose and joins the fun or creates his own games to play (show me the mwm, season 2, superhero ravn haha). You rarely see him angry or mad (unlike dudes like Leedo bwhaha). But his calm nature is so comforting, in a way. You know, as someone who leans more into an extroverted side, you'd think that it's hard to be around calm people. Some indeed find it difficult, because one is hype and the other is preserved mode, so the vibes might clash. But I think for Ravn that's not the case. His calm nature brings you peace instead, so it's even healing in a way. At least in my opinion.

Seoho - I have a special place in my heart for Seoho. Because he reminds me so much of my friend (or maybe I just love Geminis too much). And I of course love his wittiness. Out of all boys, I think I'd get along with Seoho and Woong the most because I can see myself get sucked into their playful witty schemes. The pranks, the jokes, simply talking about some random nonsense 24/7. Sign me in. Seoho also surprises me the most out of all the group. I mean, sure we have Leedo that shocks everyone with the voice change, but LEE SEOHO HOLY SHIT. What can't this boy do? His talent and creativeness amaze me so much and I am always left gasping. Let's be honest, Seoho at first looks like a simple shy guy... but then he does a backflip, literally climbs the walls, sings perfectly, raps, dances... Lee Seoho, as the main lead in drama when??????

Leedo - me right now 🤯🤯🤯 HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CHOSE SOMETHING, I ADORE THIS MAN

Ok, it must be his perseverance. I mean, this boy didn't sing nor dance, and then one day he just said FUCK IT, I'LL GIVE IT A TRY. And he did and he didn't stop until he achieved the level of skill he is at now. Okay, he almost gave up once. But we still don't know the details. We don't talk about this sad period of time. But I'm glad that he decided to give it another try. I think he'd regret it later on if he didn't. So, it makes me happy thinking that things turned out the way they turned out. Also, he got his driving license because Seoho was teasing him. So my man said WATCH ME, I WILL BE ABLE TO RIDE A CAR UNTIL NEXT TIME WE FILM SOMETHING WITH CARS. And he did!

Keonhee - definitely, his genuine nature! I said it before and I will say it again, I respect Keonhee for being fully transparent about his emotions. He doesn't hold back, he isn't afraid of showing his emotions. And it's beautiful. I see many people (me, included) being almost forced to conceal their emotions and true feelings because usually others just want to see pink clouds, rainbows, and pure happiness. People get told not to cry, even if those are happy tears. I don't blame them, though. I think it's a natural instinct, as we don't want people to go through painful experiences or something. But yea, I think kids should be told to express their emotions freely no matter if it's a positive or a /negative/ emotion.

Hwanwoong - as much as I hate this trait because it's like.... 50/50. But I also love it. The perfectionists live with a blessing and a curse. It sometimes gifts us with good, beautiful things. But sometimes it leaves you screaming and ripping your own hair out. But maybe that's the beauty of it all. You always catch him monitoring the videos they film, I'm sure he even tells members or even the director if something needs to be re-done so that it looks even more polished. It's not easy to be a perfectionist, so I sometimes wanna pat him on the back and tell him that he did just amazingly fine. He won't believe it, but it's still nice knowing someone likes what you do.

Xion - boy oh boy, I'd have to say maturity. You dare tell me my boy ain't mature. He might be a maknae, but he takes care of his hyungs. The way he scolded (was it Leedo..?) for eating in bed because he didn't want ants to invade their dorm. Yes, he is a maknae and he is cheeky and playful and needs to be taken care of 24/7 probably, but he is also such a precious bean that takes care of his hyungs. I'm sure on set he makes sure they eat well and are hydrated. You need a massage or a rub, Xion to the rescue. And let's not forget about the way twins look out for each other. During the show me the mwm, Xion's mom's letter always brings me to tears, because it hits home so much. Both boys had to leave, and their lives and the lives of their parents changed drastically. But Son twins handled it maturely and look at them now. 🥺

#answered #🥐 anon

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warmau · 4 years

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Love Struck!AU x Day6

find other love struck!aus here: monsta x i just love their new album so i wanted to write this!

Sungjin

surprisingly calm about it

like you turn around to ask him what he wants at the cafe and he looks down into your eyes and it all clicks

you’re the gosh darn love of his life

and instead of saying it he’s like

“oh. a latte is fine.”

he spends way too much time thinking about the concept of being in love with you

like he zones out at practice and he’s just like, what about them is so special? why did my heart chose them?

jae, yelling at the top of his lungs: HEY CAN YOU PLEASE FOCUS

sungjin, zenned out: maybe i really like their,,,,,,,laugh? did i fall in love with their laugh?

everything about you is so much clearer now to him

like he knows how stupid he sounds but he sees you in HD

everything you do - even the little things - are amplified

and really you could be talking and there could be smoke on your left, or fire on your right

and it wouldn’t matter - his attention is one hundred and fifty million percent on you only you

and he thinks he’s hiding it well

but then you’re in front of him once again, excitedly telling him the plot of the last film you saw

and just as you lean over to take his hand - just because you’re all hyped up and excited

sungjin feels like every nerve in his body has started shaking so he’s like

“ow!”

pulling his hand back and you’re like “oh no, sungjin what’s wrong?”

and his brain can’t catch up with his mouth or his heart so it’s

just a MESS

“sorry, im in love with you, sorry i mean sorry i said ow - it felt nice to hold your hand, im in love with you - i mean sorry?”

you:

sungjin:

jae watching this happen in front of him: well. i think that went really good, 10/10 confession bro.

Youngk

denial central

all aboard the express train to denialville

refuses to even acknowledge the fact that he’s having romantic thoughts about you - absolutely ignores the fact that you touch his elbow absentmindedly on the train and it makes his heart do a backflip

he’s just like nope nope nope they’re just my friend nothing more nothing less

and then he’s forced with the realization that if anything ever happened to you

he’d either run across the earth and the oceans to make sure you were ok - or go berzerk on the person responsible

which aren’t really just things you’d consider doing for your “friends”

so yeah, youngk, you’re in love

he’s at his wits end with trying to pretend that he’s not into you like that

when you end up nearly falling down a flight of stairs because you tripped and he catches you just in the nick of time

the force of the pull basically toppling you over into his chest

and you’re laughing it off, going “ah im such a clutz!” when youngk just huffs

and you’re like “sorry - i know it’s annoying-”

and he’s like “don’t ever apologize, just promise you won’t get hurt.”

and you’re like ????? ok sure - why are you being so serious and he’s just like

not letting you get up off his chest because finally, he closes his eyes and he’s like

“because if you get hurt i think i might die, and believe me i wish i didn’t care so much but i do. i care a lot....because i love you.”

you: wait pause you what me?

youngk, suddenly red as a tomato: nothing i nothing you now like get off me........or don’t.......

Wonpil

captain obvious

might as well be wearing a neon headband with your name and hearts on it

the way he gazes at you with all the adoration in the world, the way he can’t stop himself from damn near glowing when you’re around

youngk jokes that he needs sunglasses whenever you two are around and you’re like why?? and wonpil is like yeah why?? and youngk is like,,,,,,,,,,,,,are you both joking or-?

wonpil’s love language is 100% physical affection and gifts

he showers you in hugs, hand always finding its way near yours - even if it’s just your pinkies barely touching - he has to have that contact

goes out and comes back with absolutely nothing the members asked him to buy but look he got you your favorite snack

saved your number with every heart emoji possible

if we were back in the 1800 hundreds there would be a massive amount of love letters on your doorstep

that’s the kind of lovestruck he is

and it’s crazy,,,because,,,,,,he never denies it,,,,,,but he never SAYS it either

so you guys are stuck in this loop of wonpil basically fluttering around in a pink haze and you being clueless about it because

“isn’t he like this with everybody?”

you and wonpil end up going to the mall alone one day, because jae and dowoon *strategically* canceled

and as you’re half joking about the cute puppy toy in the window - wonpil marches forward with 100% intention to buy it

and you’re like “no no, im just playing around!”

and he stares at you clear and pure eyed like “are you sure? anything you want - you know ill get it for you.”

and you end up sort of just looking at him for a while longer than usual and you’re like

“anything?”

“anything. the stars, the moon - do you want them?”

“that’s a bit romantic, isn’t it?”

wonpil blinks, “well i guess. isn’t it just normal to want to do anything that makes the person you love happy?”

Jae

victim of jealousy

at first he doesn’t mind how close you are to everyone else - he’s happy you’re likeable but then it’s like

why are you ,,,,,,,,, extra close to everyone but him

becomes a giant sulky baby about it - pout, cold shoulder (doesn’t last long cuz he’s a sap), sarcasm and all

“jae, do you wanna get lunch?”

“i thought you were on a sungjin’s cooking only diet.......”

“jae - can i hear any songs you’ve been working on?”

“youngk has been working on more ask him..........”

feels bad the instant there’s a hint of hurt on your face, but he’s too awkward to say anything to clean it up

gets told off by sungjin and wonpil for making you upset

apologizes without looking at you because if he does he’s scared he just might kiss you - you look so cute giggling and accepting his apology

you spend halloween handing out candy with an excited wonpil

and jae sits on the couch with his hands crossed - watching you and then pretending he’s looking at the wall when you look over

you catch him, he’s never been good at these things and when you ask him to join in

he huffs and says you won’t have fun with him anyway

you frown, taking his hand in yours and going

“jae - you’re always fun, that’s why i love you!”

the words hit like bullets and he can’t hide the twitch and stutter

“you l-l-l-ove me?”

the world spins ten times faster as you nod and grin, and jae is like c’mon c’mon say it back SAY IT BACK

but all he can manage is a “c-cool”

you don’t think much of it, tugging him over to the candy bowl as his palms sweat up and he thinks he might have just seen heaven

Dowoon

shyness personified

was sheepish around you when you first met (because oh my god you’re the prettiest sight he ever did see)

but when he realizes he likes you likes you he’s just like

oh no,,,,,,,,,,must avoid

cannot stand being alone in a room with you - it makes everything feel like it’s on fire

too scared to ask for advice, but he doesn’t need to

because the minute he makes a dash for the door when all the other guys suggest they go get some snacks while you and dowoon set up the movie you planned to watch

it’s like,,,,,,,,,,,oh - dowoon is being a baby again

jae tells him he has to just confess, he’s going to regret it when someone else does it first

meanwhile, wonpil just wants dowoon to make a list of all the things he likes about you like this is some middle school homework assignment

everyone is telling him one hundred different things and its confusing

and all he knows is that you smile and it feels like the sun

you start to worry when dowoon’s ears flush red

and you reach over to touch his forehead and ask if he’s sick and dowoon

just

topples over and you’re like oh no!!! im going to call a doctor!!

and he barely gains enough energy to be like “n-no im fine, it’s just -”

and you’re like “where does it hurt??? tell me???”

and he just looks up at you leaning over him and he’s like

“my heart,,,,,,?”

and when you lean down to press your ear to his chest he really thinks he might blackout

you: “it’s just pounding really fast - are you sure you’re ok?”

dowoon: “im fin-”

jae materializing out of thin air: “i suggest you kiss dowoon, that’s what webmd said you should do. i totally didn’t make that up on the spot.”

#day6 scenarios #day6 imagines #day6 au #day6 #lovestruck au

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Fictober Day 19: The Wolves and the Phoenix

Prompt number: 19. “Yes, I admit it, you were right.”

Fandom (AU if applicable): Destiny (Changing Our Destiny Fan-Series)

Rating: M (Destiny is rated PEGI 16)

Warnings/Tags: Mild language, violence

Let’s go hunt some wolves! Upon request of Petra and the Queen, Fireteam Paralight set off to hunt the ‘Kell of Kells’ while being lead by…Blaze?

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‘Attention, Guardians. This is Petra Venj of the Awoken Royal Guard. Multiple bounties have been issued on key Fallen targets. The Reef is now open to you.’

“Y’know, if you told me 8 months ago that the Queen would open the Reef to the Guardians of all people, I would have literally laughed in your face.”

Three jumpships soared through the stars as they entered the Reef. “By the way, Adam. We’ll be working with Petra, so don’t get distracted by making lovey-dovey eyes at her, yeah?” Blaze laughed, followed by an agitated exhale from Adam’s comm. “I can’t believe it either.” Rae added before chuckling, “Blaze, don’t hate me, but I wonder what Uldren’s reaction was to the Queen opening the Reef to all Guardians. My guess is…” Rae then began to do an Uldren impression, “‘Sister, I respect your wishes, but what am I to do with all these Guardians? I can’t possibly sass them all! I would-’”

“Guardian.”

A familiar – and slightly agitated – voice come through the comms, taking Rae by surprise. “GYAH! Prince Uldren! Uhh…I can explain?”

Rae heard Blaze burst into laughter on her comm followed by a sigh from Uldren, “See you on the ground, Blaze.”

Rae sighed, “Why me..?”

“Play stupid games, win stupid prizes!” Blaze snickered.

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“Aaand we’re here!”

Rae, Adam and Blaze arrived on the Vestian Outpost. “I’m gonna go see what Uldren wanted to talk about.” Blaze spoke up, heading towards the throne room, “You guys good to go get the briefing from Petra?”

“Me, yep.” Rae began, “Not sure about Adam though.” Adam’s face went red and punched Rae in the shoulder. “Ow! Hey, I was kidding!” Rae chuckled. Blaze laughed as she left for the throne room while Rae and Adam headed to Petra’s post. Petra was staring at a screen before noticing the two Guardians approaching, “Ah! Welcome back to the Vestian Outpost, Guardians. We’re gonna hunt some Wolves together.”

“Sounds fun.” Rae smiled, “So what’s the mission?”

“Variks tracked the House of Wolves and their Kells to Venus. Let’s get to work.”

“Alright. I have a feeling we’ll be running into angry Vex – they’re still ticked about the Black Garden incident – so we’ll need-”

“Actually, the Queen told me to give you a request if you accepted the mission.” Petra interrupted, “Well, more like an order, really. She wants Blaisel Kiria to lead the mission.”

“…Blaze. The Queen wants Blaze – our Blaze, impulsive, reckless, doesn’t-like-strategies Blaze – to lead the mission?” Rae asked in disbelief.

“The Queen said she’d feel more comfortable if someone she knew and trusted was in charge.” Petra replied, “Say what you will about Blaze but from what I’ve heard, she was one of the best soldiers back in her Reef days-”

“RAEADAMPETRAGUYSHOLYLIGHTDIDYOUHEARHOLYSMOKESI’MGONNAFLIPAAAAAAAAAH!!!”

The conversation was interrupted by the loud voice of an extremely excited Hunter as Blaze came bounding into the outpost towards the group. “Let me guess.” Rae began, “Uldren told you who’s leading the mission.”

Blaze nodded excitedly, practically bouncing with excitement. Rae sighed, “Traveller, help us…”

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“Whoo!! Yahoo!! Yeehaw!!!”

“I HATE THIS!!!”

Blaze whooped and cheered as she jumped across the appearing and disappearing platforms of the Terminus, followed by a panicking Rae and Adam. Rae, thankfully, was able to glide between platforms but Adam was having a bit of difficulty getting through, occasionally barely making it on and off platforms. “Oh, come on! This is fun!” Blaze called behind her as she landed on one of the permanent platforms, “Besides, we need to get hyped up! We’re moments away to stopping Skol-ass for good.”

“Wow, such an original joke.” Uldren chuckled through the comms. “Oh, as if you can make a better one!” Blaze rolled her eyes playfully as Rae and Adam caught up. “Hey. Save the flirting for later!” Rae lightly scolded. “Ah-ah, Guardian. Who’s the leader of this mission?” Rae could the smirk in Uldren’s voice as she sighed in frustration. “The Crow’s and I are inbound.” Petra interrupted the banter. “Roger that.” Blaze replied, “See you soon, P.”

The three Guardians scaled the large platform when Rae let out a cry of surprise. Blaze spun around to see a group of Fallen appear out of nowhere, “What the-?! Where’d they come from?!”

“Guardians!” Petra’s slightly panicked voice rung through the comms, “There are dozens of new Wolf signatures, and the number keeps growing. It’s the Vex tech!”

“I got eyes on the target!” Rae called out, pointing to Skolas who was standing by Vex gates that were practically spewing out Fallen. “Skolas!” Petra exclaimed, “He’s pulling the entire House of Wolves through time!” Blaze cursed under her breath. “Damn…we can’t take on Skolas and all of these Eliksni at the same time…” she muttered before calling out, “Petra, get yourself and the Crows here ASAP! I don’t know if we can take down these Wolves on our own.” Blaze then turned her attention to Rae and Adam, “You two, destroy the gates immediately. The longer they’re active, the more Eliksni will show up. I’ll go after Skolas.”

“What?!” Rae exclaimed, “Blaze, I know you’re the leader for this mission, but that’s insa-!”

“Hey!” Blaze yelled, taking Rae aback, before smirking, “I may not listen to your plans every time, but I always have faith that whatever mess we end up in, you’ll find a way to bring us out victorious. That’s not just faith I have in you as a leader, but as a friend. So now I need you to have faith in me, Rae-Rae.”

That’s when Rae saw it. This wasn’t the usual ‘cocky, impulsive Blaze’ smirk. This was something different. This was the Blaze that Petra described; a strong, determined and calculated Blaze that knew what she was doing. Rae was silent before smiling, “Alright. I’ve faith in you.”

Blaze gave a nod before yelling out, “Fireteam Paralight, engage!!!”

Rae and Adam sprinted for the gates, striking down whatever Fallen got in their way, as Blaze headed straight for Skolas, “Oi, ugly! I’m over here!” Skolas spotted the Awoken Hunter and yelled out something in Eliksni. “He just said, ‘Foolish child.” Variks began, translating Skolas’s words, “I stole the gift of Freedom. Secrets of time and space. House of Wolves will stand forever.’”

“He has nowhere left to run!” Petra added, “Take him down!”

“Gladly!” Blaze smirked. Blaze scaled up a tower before doing a backflip over Skolas, firing shots at the Kell as she flew, before landing perfectly. She ducked behind cover as she reloaded her hand cannon and called through her comm, “How’re those gates coming along?”

“Adam just finished the second-last one!” Rae replied, “I’m still working on the last one, but these Servitors won’t leave me alone!”

“Adam, go provide Rae with backup! Petra, what’s your ETA?”

“Not much longer now.” Petra responded.

“You better hurry! You’re missing the party!”

Blaze went to jump out of cover and engage Skolas when-

*WHAM!!!* “ACK!!!” “BLAZE!!!”

Blaze felt the wind get knocked out of her lungs as Skolas pinned her against the wall by the throat and crushed her hand cannon, which had fallen out of her grasp, under his foot. Blaze frantically clawed at his grip but to no avail. Rae and Adam, who had just finished taking down the last gate, tried to make their way to Rae, but the Fallen kept getting in their way. Blaze kept trying to break out of Skolas’s grip as the Kell kept choking her. Skolas chuckled darkly as Blaze began gasping for air…

…until he felt his hands getting warm…

…then hot…

…then scorching…

Skolas’s eyes went wide as he suddenly let go of the Awoken, holding his burning hand. Skolas went to glare at Blaze but took a step back in fear at what he saw. Blaze’s body slowly began to catch fire as she looked up at Skolas with a malicious grin. “You wanna play dirty…alright…

…LeT’s PlAy DiRtY!!!”

The fiery wings sprouted from her back as Blaze fully catches fire and tackles Skolas, clawing at him and leaving burn marks on him. Skolas let out ear-splitting yells of pain, as Rae, Adam, and even some of the Fallen, looked on in horror. “Is that…?” Petra gasped. “Blaze’s power.” Uldren finished, “She erupts into flames when she would become enraged…but she doesn’t seem enraged this time…maybe those Guardians were able to do some good after all.” Uldren muttered the last part.

Skolas crumpled to the ground, Blaze standing in front of him, as the remaining Fallen retreated. “Listen here, ‘Kell of Kells’.” She growled, “If I EVER hear about you or any of your Wolf or Kell buddies betraying my home, I will personally ensure that you all burn in hellfire.”

“The House of Wolves is broken!” Petra announced, “Stand by for a transmission.”

“Transmission?” Rae raised an eyebrow before the familiar voice of Mara Sov came through the comms.

“This is Mara Sov, Queen of the Awoken. Guardians, when you first came in search of the Black Garden, I thought of you as just more Motes of Light, too far from their Traveller. I see now that I was wrong. Accept my thanks, and the promise of a fitting reward. Petra, bring Skolas to me!”

As Skolas was transmatted onto a nearby ship, Petra hopped back on comms, “Capture confirmed. I almost feel sorry for Skolas here. Conversations with the Queen can be…harsh. Anyway. I'll meet you back at the Reef…with your reward.”

Suddenly, Uldren’s voice rang through the comms, “Guardians, listen closely because I will never say this again…but good work. Not just with Skolas…but when Blaze was with the Guard, I was only able to teach her how to weaponize her temper…but you were able to help her to use her powers without using her temper…and she has found a place where she can feel at home...where she’s respected for herself. If you value your Light, you best never upset or betray her or you will have me to deal with, am I clear?”

“Crystal.” Rae replied.

“Good. See you at the Reef, Paralight.”

Blaze fell onto the ground with a sigh, before letting out a chuckle, “Heh…heheh…see? Told you I’d lead us to victory!”

“Yes, I admit it, you were right.” Rae laughed as she helped the still-warm Awoken to her feet, “Now let’s get back to the Reef. We have a reward to claim.”

“Hey! The mission isn’t over YET! I’m still the leader!”

“Haha! Alright, alright. Lead the way, fearless leader!”

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lady-olive-oil · 5 years

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Chapter 3

|| Characters || Intro || Ch 1 || Ch 2 || Ch 3

A/N: Hey everybody!! So here’s the next installment of Brown Sugah Baby. The events in this story are complete imagination, and I don’t own the characters of BP. Nor do I own the Divine Nine; Southern University or the Fabulous Dancing Dolls, I only own the OCs. Thank you for reading and stay tuned for more!

Word Count: 2,506 [had to get in the details hunny]

Warnings: nothing really besides harsh banter.

Tag Squad: @maddiestundentwritergaines || @destinio1 (I need extra help so gotta tag my girls) @designerwriterchic @terrablaze514

[let me know if you’s like to be apart of the tag squad]

It was another scorching humid day at Southern University, and everyone had their hands full. Tailgating, getting the team ready for the game, the band tuning their instruments for the halftime show, the majorette team stretching and making sure the speakers were loud enough. The whole campus was on fire about the homecoming game against Alabama. One thing's for sure though, M’Baku could not focus for the life of him.

“Dude. You playin or not?” Erik nudged his teammate to get him out of the trance he was in.

“Huh? Uh y-yeah. Sorry man, I was just distracted. Let’s play.” Getting refocused on the plays for the game, he glance back at her occasionally.

What caught his eye you may ask? His best friend in her dark blue leggings and an SU tank top, practicing with the majorette team. The SU Fabulous Dancing Dolls, were one of the best in the land; and everyone knew it.

Once Nefe became captain, she made them even better. She lead the team to nationals her first year. It was like the music was in her blood, and she could throw out a stand like nobody’s business.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were checking out your so called best friend. Who I might add, was -“

“Sean, think about what your gonna say. Choose wisely before I send you to Jesus early.” M’Baku stopped him before he could even finish. These two were like bulls in a China shop.

They were constantly butting heads over Nefe and it didn’t make sense. One was only with her for the sex but she didn’t see it like that; the other was her best friend and would do anything to protect her. Which mad shin want to go the extra mile to make sure she was safe at all costs. Yet it made Sean want to work harder to keep her.

“Or what? You gonna stomp me into the ground like a elephant?” The joking tone was paired with a sickening smirk. Sean wouldn’t let up with the Africa jokes and it made the situation worse.

“At it again with the African jokes I see.” The disapproving chuckle that left M’Baku’s lips, was a rare one because Erik was eating this up with a shit eating grin.

“What are you gonna do about then, huh? As far as I’m concerned you don’t have feelings for her, or do you? Cause either way, I’m gonna be the one she wakes up to every night till senior year.”

Now he was just taunting him. The low growl that erupted from his chest was loud enough for both men to hear.

“Man you straight up buggin. Even I know that ain’t right, and I was just like you.” Both of them looked towards where to voice came from. Erik of all people got over his old ways once he met Nakia. She put him in his place and he never left since.

“Your only chance of getting laid again, Sean, is crawling up a chickens ass and waiting.” M’Baku eyed him up and down and smirked a bit at his own roast, upon hearing the football team egging him on.

“Whatever man.” With that Sean just backed off, going back to stretching.

“Never in my years of living, would I be around to see you stand up for me. Of all people really.”

“Man, you’ve been there for my shit. I gotta be there for you. We boys, we gotta stick together.”

Erik was right. In this world all they had was each other, and for him to stand up for M’Baku like that was eye opening.

“I wonder what that was all about.” Nefe being an on looker to what just happened, taking a break from practice and all. Nattie knew exactly what it was about and Nakia pointed it out first.

“The boys were arguing over you. I’m so close to beating the hell out of Sean.”

Nefe sighed at what her friend was saying and didn’t even wanna ask as to why. She was tired of the boys fighting, yet was ecstatic for Erik breaking it up.

“Ya boy stopped em too. I don’t know how you got him to draw back is gangsta ways, but I gotta hand it to ya Kia.”

“He’s still like that, just a bit toned down. I love me some Erik though.” Nakia was smitten over Erik just the same. Them two, along with T’Challa and Nattie, were what Nefe wanted in a real relationship.

What she had with Sean, was just for fun. Did she tell Sean that? Nope. She couldn’t because she was afraid he’d hurt her again, and by hurt her that meant grabbing her. She only told Nattie and the girls, mortified about how M’Baku would feel. He’s very protective over her, along with her brothers too.

“Oh please. That fine ass man with locs can have any woman he wants. Even me, I have the body; mind and skills to prove it. I’m surprised he’s even dating you. You have less hair than he does.”

Nakia nearly lunge for her, but Okoye grabbed her before she could claw her face.

Melanie couldn’t stand anyone else’s happiness but her own. Tearing others down was her thing, and she never got tired of it.

“Listen here med school,” Nefe got tired of her whack behind and was about to give her a piece of her mind.

“Save it. If only you were on the cheer team. Because as captain I wish I could kick your as off the squad.” She got in Nefe’s face, at a comfortable distance.

“As a 2nd degree black belt, I can just kick your ass.” Nefe sucks her teeth and looked her up and down.

“I’d like to see you try-” Melanie was off till the coach called her back, and she gave them a sinister look before sassaying away.

“Count ya blessing bruja! You better be lucky she’s holding me back!” Nakia growled in rage and Melanie smirked before going back with the cheer team.

Ain’t no way in hell, was Nefertiti about to have her on the majorette team and not think about choking her.

“Alright y’all. Save the fight for the parties tomorrow. We have a game to practice for. Nakia, good job on your Spanish.” Nefe winked at her friend, who then gave her a hug.

“Nefe’s right. Come on.” Nattie rallied them all together, with the rest of the team, and got into formation.

“We doing Formation or Dose?” Nattie asked before pressing play on the laptop, that was plugged in near the stands.

The smirk laced that Nefe’s face, was a triumphant one.

“Let’s switch it up. We’re doing Dose.”

~The Game: Southern University vs Alabama A&M~

The game was close. It was 77 to 76 with SU in the lead so far. M’Baku has scored the touchdown and the field goal kick. Only 2 more quarters left to go and the crowd was hyped, with a sea of sky blue, yellow and white. Nefe gathered up the girls in a huddle one last time for a prayer. A Southern University tradition.

“Alright girls, one shoe in.” All the girls places their right foot in the circle and Nefe led the prayer. They all held each other’s waists and bowed their heads.

“Father god, I ask that you cover and protect us as you always do going into these life changing moments. We ask that you guide our senior girls to victory and cover them with your hedge of protection, dear lord. Marchbus into victory, in your name we pray..”

“Amen.”

Sending off with a proper SU chant, getting into position and putting on smiles was what the girls were used to. Down south with an HBCU halftime was a goldmine. It was like watching the history of black rhythm come alive.

“Nattie. There go ya boy.” Nefe nugged her best friend nodding in the direction of T’Challa, dressed in his drum major outfit, practicing.

Anyone who knows Nattie and T’Challa is that, she’s the dancer one of the two. Even though he tries his best, he knows he’s enjoying himself. Who else would be best as drum major?

“This fool here knows how to make people laugh. He loves what he does and that all I can hope for.”

Nefe could see the love in her best friends eyes, as she gazed at the goofy man with the feather hat. That’s what she truly wanted and needed in life; an honest and loving relationship. She kept battling with her herself on it and couldn’t decide when it was time to be upfront with Sean about it.

“I see you love. Good luck out there like always.” He cape over to give her a hug, the girls and the band all made noise with the sign of affection between the two.

“You two are cute. Ok Drumline, we gotta go. Lead us on Udaku.” Nefe smirked and gave him a fist bump, sharing a quick laugh, before watching him leave to start the whistle to let the girls go.

Their outfits were jumpsuits with sheer tights, that were a lustrous jet black; with cut out parts. The ensemble hugged every curt and left little to no imagination, as the girls sashayed from the outside of the field to the field. Hearing the crowd cheering them on as they lead the band in all their glory.

They all had their hair down and pressed out, in order off them to whip them back and forth. Except for Nefe because she refused to take her braids out, since she just got them done.

M’Baku knew where to look, as he glance at the field watching his best friend move with grace and elegance, to the music of the band. That was until his coach told him to come back and was embarrassed, causing Erik to laugh a bit.

T’Challa was doing his thing as any great drum major would, and gave the crowd a show. Any HBCU had a great leader, and Southern University had one of the best. Whomever was next in line, had to live up to his expectations.

The music changed quick as Nefe threw out the first stand, everyone in the stands was into the groove with the music as well. Everyone knew the Dolls would be immaculate as whatever song they danced to and didn’t expect less from the team.

The girls followed Nefe’s every move with a smooth nature. Throwing out high kicks; backflips, a few twerking moments and few gyrating movements. The girls felt right at home. Plus adding little bit of Latin flare of course.

Getting the crowd hype was what the Fabulous Dancing Dolls were known for. All the right counts; the formations and the stands were on point. All the way down to the strut back to the stands.

[Watch this to get a visual!!]

As the game went on, the hype never died down. The girls were allowed to stand on the sidelines with the cheerleaders, during the last 5 minutes of the game.

“The suspense is killing me man. Alabama State A&M is gonna probably kick our ass.”

“Come on Nefe. Have a little faith in our boys. They’ve never disappointed us and won’t now.”

Nattie tried her best to calm her friend down as they watched the game. This M’Baku’s first game as a running back and it was only his junior year. He had strived to be quarterback by time senior year came, and would never back down from striving to get there.

“I just hope he doesn’t miss this. This could be his big break for the head spot next year.” Nefe couldn’t hold in her excitement as much as she’d like to, and Melanie scoffed at her in annoyance.

“Oh please. Why are you so worried about M’Baku’s chances of being quarterback for? He’s got me as his good luck charm to worry for him.”

“Listen here Med School, I had a enough of your shit for one lifetime let alone in practice. I’m his best friend and I have a right to worry.” With as much fire to throw back at her, Nefe snarled and gave a once over.

“Why do you care? It’s not like-”

“Shut the hell up before I herky you in the throat.”

Nefe cut her off before she could ever start, and paid attention to the game. Getting antsy with anticipation.

“M’Baku, this is all you my dude. Score it for us, better you than Sean.” Erik encourages him as he glances his way, receiving a head nod and a smile.

“I got you.” With a gentle smirk towards him, and a wave to the Nefe but Melanie took it as one to her. He shook his head in defeat and got back in the game. As the call was heard he caught the ball from David, and ran for the end zone from the 40 yard line.

“Go M’Baku!” Nefe and her girls cheered him on along with the crowd.

Melanie had had enough and decided to speak up.

“Why are you so into his future, not like he likes you or whatever.”

“I’m into his future as much as he is into mine. That’s what friends do. Scouts are out here tonight, like they are at every game so they look out for him. I’m his friend and he is mine. Whomever he dates has to deal with it.”

Nefe didn’t even have to look at her to explain her reasoning. Hell, she didn’t need to and yet still did. Receiving a high five from Nattie, she got back into the game and was on the screaming happily when M’Baku scored the winning touchdown. Making the score 98 to 83.

The crowd's reaction was just like hers, as both majorette and cheer teams ran onto the field with the superfans. Nefe knew who’d she wanted to hug but was stopped by Sean and hugged him anyway.

“Did you see me babe? How’d I do?” He was too prideful in himself to congratulate the rest of his team.

“Uh yeah. You did great. I’ll catch you later ok? I gotta get the girls ready to uh march out.” Placing a kiss on his cheek, earning her a smile before he headed out to talk to his boys. She made a beeline for M’Baku, once they saw each other. He picked her up, spinning her around in glee.

“We did it! That was amazing.” M’Baku smiled as he held her as close as possible.

“I’m so freakin proud of you! You did so well!” Squealing in happiness, holding on tight to him as he spun her. Next thing she knew, she kissed him. It was as if time stood still, and nothing else mattered to either of them. Except for a noise from Sean and Melanie. Once they broke apart, he set her down and a sense of awkwardness filled the air.

“Oh shit..”

#College au #Black Panther college au #Black Panther college #wives of mbaku #mbaku x reader #mbaku x oc #king tchalla #tchalla x reader #tchalla x oc #erik x nakia #erik x reader #erik x oc #mbaku #black panther #winston duke #Amara La Negra #brown sugah baby

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ok heres my eurovision liveblog thoughts i guess

i love slovenias look but im not a.... trap fan?? is that the genre? not a fan of that. also not a flashing light thank, thank you.

‘the need for everyone to fall in love’ the need??????? sfuck off

uhhhhhh...... oh thats cute. oh those lil videos are cute. and i appreciate them. i wish she’d say the /O/ in old because she clearly can but it just sounds like ‘ahld’ or smth.

what wa the point of the australian presenter to spoil the fact her husband showed up on stage like that wouldve been sweet if i hadnt KNOWN it.

‘electronic groups’ oh god AGAIN? oh thank god. oh this is nice.

‘really gets under your skin’ wow these presenters suck. thats very much the wrong metaphor. like that literally means the opposite of what you WANTED it to mean. shit. fuck.

these presenters honestly are just kinda ass. also ‘songwriters are saying it doesnt make sense’ ??? are they stupid. its. its not exactly abstract expressionism?????? what the fuck are they talking about. also what was hthat camera cut with a bald man just side eyed the camera like hes ready to kill. my god. what a legend. but was thatcomment.a joke? wild. oh it was a joke. ok. yea no im not feeling their humour. also why do they keep cutting out.

oh im really liking portugals. like it just feels nice. its sorta cozy.

‘thats one way to put it’??????? was that a gay joke?????? what the fuck was that. what was that?????? like, she said ‘listening to music for 73 hours straight’ and she went ‘straight? thats one way to put it’ IS IT A GAY JOKE???? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN. im so confused. i dont understand. pls. why.

ooh its time for the invader, im Ready???? i think im ready. im sorta not but i sorta am. no choice, i cant pause. im liking this song though. ok cool im getting second hand anxiety about knowing an invader is coming. im not ready. i have no choice but OH BOY!!!! oh boy!!....... ok she handled that fairly well, but the fact her vocals kept going does look weird (tho its just clearly a backing vocal track to help boost it or to allow her to hold long notes, so im not fussed)

i like this song tho, i sorta wish she’d taken the reperform . ooOOOOH ‘absolute cockhead’ same. i like that they decided to cut to an interview to allow for the backstage crew and security to figure out what the Fuck just happened. like its obvious it was an unplanned interview but i think that was a good way to do it. a+

oh fuck thats ethereal. wooooahhhhhhhhhHHH. oh bitch. oh my god. i love this. oh i REALLY like this one. gave me chills. also, ‘crazy colonel sanders’ what, the flutist? yall are uncreative fuckers. he looks nothing like colonel sanders, in ANY way. like he just loosk like your reclusive grandfather. or like uhhhh montgomery montgomery from the asoue movie (i forget the actor sorry i know hes big)

oh this song hurts and it really shouldnt. ow. fuck. im meant to be doing my essay and im crying on the couch bitch Fuck. listen dude songs about close family dying hurt me so bad. HES CRYING TOO!!!!! bitch. ow. god no wonder he came 4th, that shit fucking Hurt me. oh my god. my throat hurts. god dammit germany! no!!!! bad!!!!! i came for fun. im slain.

im a fan of this albanian song too. it feels sorta like im listening to uhhhhh...... one of chelseas french musicals, actually. specifically robin du bois. i think its the instrumentation. big fan. oh my god i Love him.

why is their outfits being designed by gautier matter. wow those are square shoulders. i wish he hadnt. looks like something a Sith Lord would wear. the shoulders are better in context of the whole outfit. just..... not on a close up, i dont think. uh lovely song btw. oh the converse do not work with that outfit. why is she wearing sneaker esque shoes. what the hell was that.

he did a backflip?? in rehea- woah. hold on. black bars????? they havent been there the whole time, have they?? this looks like an aesthetic choice???? im confused. oh no did he have to dance like that. was that to fill in for the backflip they had to cut because he hurt himself. :| did they just dab. this is disgusting. i mean the song is nice but Why tho. czech hipster man, why must you hurt me. also i love how ‘whats up eurovision’ worked perfectly with the beat. v nice.

i heard viktor krum, what did he do. what does he have to do with this. why the fuck did they mention viktor krum, that actor is bulgarian and this is denmark???? i cant rewind. did i miss a joke. also ooh this is a fun viking beat.

WHAT HE FUCK DOES VIKTOR KRUM HAVE TO DO WITH IT. these commentators absolutely suck. i literally dont understand. they look NOTHING like durmstrang??? yall fuckers seen the movie?

also wow this is the much hyped australian act................. hmm. yea no we deserved 20th place. this isnt great. it also doesnt feel like shes hitting certain notes? but im tone deaf so i cant judge. this really isnt great. like ‘oh were a win chance’ yall blind from patriotism. i prefer most of the others. this isnt great. (i mean i dont wanna be that downer asshole but i Mean......... this is a competition and we got what we deserved here) oh god no that didnt work. nnn nah.

also STOP THE FUCKING FLASHING LIGHTS you fucking assholes. oh my god. im just /begging/. oh my god shut the fuck up commentators. these commentators honestly fucking suck. i hate them.

the commentators dabbed. Why. WHY. whats wrong with yall. fuck me.

also im still bewildered by the ‘straight? one way to put it’ joke like genuinely what was it. if the prior performance had been one of the gayer ones that i know are coming up, then maybe itd make sense. this is bewildering. heyyy its the ncis lady. i like her.

im waiting to finally hear israels unbutchered song ver (the ‘vote for israel’ ad presumably fucked it).

fuck i need food and i cant pause. god, is every song a favourite, yeesh. small aside - im sick of bands with a Single female. cowards. i mean this band is fairly diverse and i appreciate that! thats very nice!!! its not a specific knock. just like.... come on........... where the girls in the big bands at.

X RATED WIGGLES???????? are you all fucking mad. good lord this shit is absurd. oh this feels like a gameshow set. i like this. oh i like this. this is an aesthetic. i love the illusion stuff. im a Big fan. i dont think id call any of this x rated... m, certainly. wouldnt ban most of this from tv, you feel me. i thought that was quite fun. can you stop talking over the actual presenters please, you australian cockheads. im really hungry.

ooh i like this. edm, right??? i kinda dig it. like its hit or miss for the genre but i like this.

I WAS RIGHT ABOUT THE BLACK BARS. fuckers. it was stylistic, right? i appreciate it.

oh. screamo? fantastic. just what i want! :) precisely my genre :) big fan of screaming :) OOH this opening beats though, ooooohhh fuck yea. lets hear it boys. oh, les screaming, more yelling. no im mostly okay with that. its in hungarian but thats aight. im sure the nordic countries appreciate this hard rock representation. also, flashing lights!!! stop! oh im not a fan of the backup singers there. thats a shame.

‘unique song’ thematically??? yall fucking crazy weve covered both bullying and metoo in two previous songs. ya dunce.

ok lets hear it. OH her vocals are gorgeous. also by ‘referencing jpop’ are you talking about the outfit??? im mixed on it because idk shit about ~culture~ but it is cute, i suppose. i dunno anything about jpop either.

but wow that ad really did not represent this song well. dumbass.

huh. country. weird. i mean this is nice, sure, but its not my thing.

HEYYY IRELAND!!! helloooo. this is nice. just nice and sweet. like that was just nice.

ooh cyprus. oh my fucking god STOP SAYING FAVOURITE you absolute fucking balloons. ‘how does she get the outfit on’ you can see the zip and its obviously a full body suit, ding dong. dumb man. im liking this though. big fan.

oh final song, thank god, i can almost go get FOOD!!! im hungry.

was that a russian overlay. interesting?? i also feel like some of these overlays definitely arent italian. are they singing italian tho? are the overlays just thematic w/ some subtitle esque ones? its nice though. like, the message is definitely in a good close and i love it on that level..... on a uh...... Song level? not really.

well that was neat.... im getting food. oh jeez the commentators almost spoke over each other yeesh.

why do they keep saying fucking viktor krum. im so fucking mad about that. its so fucking stupid. like thats. thats not. thats not remotely close??? you dumbass.

not an exhaustive list, but i like norway, portugal, UK, germany (brings me to fucking tears), albania, france (STOP GOING ON ABOUT GAUTIER), finland, bulgaria, moldova, sweden, israel, cyprus. theyre nice. germany fucked me up the most so i think im legally required to say i wish germany had won.

‘heres sandra bullock and jennifer lawrence’ shut the actual fuck up.

anyway im leaving. that was fun.

#eurovision 2018 stuff #long post #i couldnt leave my seat for 2 fucking hours because my pause button is broke. gg.

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