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jade-of-mourning · 4 months
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Mako is five; Naoki puts her hands on his shoulders and tells him that Mama and Baba are both busy today, and can he do a job for her? Yes! Mako is small and eager and so determined to be serious and responsible. Your job is to take care of your brother today, okay? And Mako nods and Naoki leaves, and he reaches on his toes to grab the jook off the counter when Bolin wakes and cries, and methodically shovels the food into his tiny baby brother's mouth when it drops open, and watches him while he's sleeping to make sure he doesn't choke on all the drool slipping out.
Mako is six; San and Naoki dress him up in a too-big uniform that will soon be well-worn and grow stitched-over tears again and again, and tell him it's his job to go to school — to learn, to get the education he needs to go further in life than they ever did. He applies himself to this job with dedication, swallowing the knowledge spewing from his teacher's mouth like iced babaozhou on hot summer days, turning the numbers in his head and marveling at how they fit together so perfectly.
Mako is eight; San hastily wraps his scarf around Mako's neck and tells him his job is to run away from this alley and find help and to not look back. There are tears in his eyes and he's scared, but Baba told him it's his job, so he turns away and he runs away from the alley. The screaming starts and Mako looks back, mesmerized by the flames lighting up the dark narrow walls closing in on him and framing his parents' silhouettes as they hit the gravel, frozen by the scent of burning hair carried to his nose by the smokey wind, terrified by the way the man grips his mother's limp body and groans.
(It's the first time Mako fails a job. The consequences are ceaseless. He resolves to himself that he will never, ever fail another job, because he will never unsee this night.)
Bolin is sobbing as they stand in the police station, shaking in Mako's arms. The police officer hauls his little brother off of him, tells him that he needs to recount what happened in a metal room that echoes too much. Mako can't bring himself to speak, his voice caught in his throat, and every time he tries to open his mouth, he chokes and feels like he might vomit all over these pristine floors, so he can't get anything out. Eventually, the officer gives him a sheet of paper and lets him attempt to write out what he can in shaky characters, and sends him back to his brother, still sobbing in the lobby. He holds onto Bolin like it's the first time he's ever touched a person, and remembers what Naoki told him when he was five: Your job is to take care of your brother.
Mako is nine; he is thin and small and alone, putting his food on Bolin's plate when the orphanage staff doesn't watch and holding Bolin at night when he cries. He fights the kids who make fun of Bolin's inability to stop crying at the right times — always with fists, never with fire, but the matron still tells him that he needs to control himself, because firebenders are dangerous. (Mako already knows that.) He's silent and detached, but it's enough for Bolin, until the day a couple comes to take Bolin away from him. Mako can't take care of his brother if Bolin is adopted, so that night, he takes Bolin and runs, and does not look back.
Mako keeps Bolin safe on the streets. He finds places to hide at night, away from the police that might come to take them away, away from the gangs that might try to recruit them. He collects newspaper and cardboard that they can sleep on, begs for scraps during the day and steals from the dumpsters during night to keep them fed. He teaches himself to learn apathy as fire sprouts to life in his palms for the first time in a year, learns to fight other street kids who are just as desperate as them and willing to do whatever it takes to survive, rust on his tongue and gold in his eyes. He fights and fights and fights to stay alive, to keep going despite the temptation induced by weariness — to take care of his brother.
Mako is ten; the cotton mill is always hiring kids to spin and weave to make the clothing that the people of Republic City wear, and searching in the dumpster isn't enough to feed their starving stomachs turned inside-out. The job cuts his fingers open on the vast machines, leaves him sweating like he's in the sweltering heat of the Fire Nation despite being the midst of winter; sends him crawling into the spaces between all the deafening, rattling creatures, because he's one of the smallest kids there, lanky bones and hollow skin and utterly pathetic. It's the first paid job Mako ever works, and every yuan dropped into his palm at the end of the week goes into the layers of his ratty clothes or into feeding their starving stomachs turned inside-out. At night, he bends the heat off of his body to keep them warm inside earth tents erected in the back of narrow alleys, slipping out of himself and forgetting.
Mako is eleven; Bolin is thin and sick and won't get better no matter how hard Mako tries to keep the fever down, and Mako sells himself. The job at the factory doesn't pay enough fast enough for him to afford help, even with the yuans he's been saving up since getting the job, and he can't do two jobs at the same time because there's not enough time in the day. Naoki has always told them to do good, to never get involved in crime, because Mako can't afford that if he ever wants to be someone. He hears about it from the other desperate street kids who say that there's decent upfront pay, and he's desperate. Afterwards, he doesn't limp back to the alley where he told Bolin to wait, instead hiding behind a sleazy bar and digging the heels of his hands into his eyes as he throws up bile and cries and tries to not lose himself to the haze. He hates himself more than he's ever hated someone in his life, aches. It doesn't pay quite enough for him to justify. Every minute now, Bolin is closer to death, and Mako's job is to take care of his brother. He turns to the triads.
(And he feels selfish, because he knows that it's because he can't bear the gross feeling crawling all over him, but. But.)
Mako's first job for the Triads is to run numbers, the delivery boy intermediating the transfer of drunkards' bets. He collects the slips and money, sliding between cigarettes and alcohol and sex, heady from the money dropped in his hands after reaching headquarters. Bolin is finally sleeping inside of walls and breathing easier and Mako feels a stark relief inside of him at the sight of his little brother's peace.
He bookkeeps when Shady Shin smokes too much and slips the numbers over to him, crunches numbers in an instant to ensure that odds are best turned in the gambler's favor if they're in the Triple Threats. People take notice of the way numbers flow in his head and slide some cash his way to use him, and Mako is filled with shame as he remembers his parents sending him to school to get the education he needs to go further in life than they ever did, filled with shame for using that education to fall further in life than they ever did.
He runs messages during drug transactions, stands on lookout during late-night raids. He fights fire with fire when he's told, a fierce intensity burning in his bones, vicious and biting until Viper takes the man out. He refuses to let Bolin get too involved, because there's a roof over their heads and real food in their stomachs, and Mako can handle keeping it this way alone.
Mako is twelve; lightning courses through his fingers and burns through his veins. Zolt catches the bolt and shoots it into the sky, matches his eyes to the seriousness and utter determination in the grimy kid's eyes. Mako is twelve, unrelenting and tenacious to take care of his brother, and all-too-easily forgets to be a person when his brother's safety comes into question. The separation of chi is easy, and Zolt laughs as he conjures up the lightning again and again and again, throwing it back and forth like a dangerous game of catch. He is unparalleled in age, but unknown to the world above the dirt he grew up as.
Mako is thirteen; he closes his eyes and sends cold fire into cold water.
(The scent of burnt hair is floating through the air over the dying screams hitting his ears, but Mako will not be sick.)
Mako is fifteen; he and Bolin are living in the attic of the pro-bending arena, under a conditional that demands them to fight and win. They sweep the arena floors each night after all the dizzy spectators have poured themselves out onto the streets like fish into the bay; they scrub the bathrooms and sinks and inspect the hundreds of seats for remnants of their ever-changing occupants. His job is to become a pro-bender — one that can win the tournament by the time they meet the age qualifications. He trains day-in and day-out; batters back the urge to fight low and dirty; learns to use the distance called for on the floor; refines his flame to be more precise, less raw.
He finds another job at the lightning-bending powerplant, where he can make money while they train up to enter the tournament. They hire him promptly, Mako fulfilling the criteria of performing the relatively uncommon task, and despite the exhaustion weighing down his bones at the end of each shift, he's paid more than he ever was as a ten-year-old spinning cotton between deafening factory machines. They still need to buy groceries, still need to eat and save up money — because even though they currently have a place in the arena while they clean and train, nothing stays.
Mako is seventeen; his job is to win the pro-bending tournament, and Hasook doesn't turn up. They can't participate if they don't have a waterbender. Mako bites his tongue until he tastes rust and narrows his gold eyes and feels a panic crawling up his spine; there are consequences for failing to do the job.
And there is a girl, bright and blazing and clad in blue, and she fights for them without gravity. She's the Avatar and she's terrible at following rules she doesn't know, and they are beaten down, and Mako thinks that it's over — until something clicks within her.
(Mako's life will never be the same.)
The first time Mako has a job that he truly loves without reservation is when he joins the Republic City Police Force, a job that means something more to him. Something he feels redeems himself as a desperate kid on the streets, unable to do anything to help himself, something he feels can help the desperate kids on the streets he used to be. Lin Beifong offers him an application after seeing his work with Korra despite knowing his past in running with the Triads; tells him that he's a good fighter, that he's got a good head on his shoulders and that she'd like him to stay on the right side of the law for it. Tells him that the job pays well, searching his eyes, and he knows he needs a steady way to take care of his brother. Deep down he's always known that pro-bending isn't sustainable, just an opportunity to be something more than the orphan, the scrappy firebending street-rat, the lightning-bending gangster. He applies himself to the job like he's done with every job in the past, a vigor and determination coursing through his veins to do right, and for once, he feels that he's succeeded.
(Mako is twenty-one; his arm is wrapped in a sling, and the city that chewed him up and spat him out is in absolute ruin around him. He's indefinitely suspended from the police force because Beifong refuses to let him work while he's still healing, and there's a gaping hole in his life that he's always filled with needing to do one job or another. Bolin looks at Mako shut in his empty apartment's bedroom, losing himself after his suspension.
You've made it your job your entire life to take care of me, Bolin tells him, swallowing hard. But I'm okay now, don't you see? You can rest now. You don't need to work right now.
But —
No. Bolin is firm. It's my turn to take on this job. Let me take care of my brother.)
my ao3 (not posted there… yet?)
i accidentally spontaneously manifested this in three hours. um. i dunno if i want this on ao3 or not cuz i was planning to just write a silly tumblr post going "do you ever think about how mako has been working his entire life" and it accidentally became 2.1k words. it's a little bit scuffed. it's almost 3:00 AM and i haven't proofread. hope it's cohesive! apologies if not lmfao
(i wrote one completely different paragraph last night, then i was suddenly fixed by a need to write more just now :P)
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wonyui · 1 year
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Carnival Games
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SUMMARY Feeling bored and incomplete, Minji decides to skip studying for once and focus on the fun plans that her friends had made at the carnival. Not being the best shooter out there, she tries to win the teddy bear that had been left to complete her odd teddy collection just for it to end in complete failure. Almost giving up entirely and leaving with a frown, she finds herself watching the pro shooter beside her go for the teddy that she originally wanted.
Pairings: Kim!Minji x F!Reader
Genre: carnival setting, strangers to lovers(not really) au, romance, comedy-romance
A/N: THANK YOU FOR THE REBLOGS AND SUPPORT ON THE SERIES MASTERLIST THINGY MAJIGGY!! 💕 Here's to that, and cheers to 100+ followers 🤭💓
- silent add: I finished this when I was sleep deprived, so please lmk if there's any incorrect spelling 💔
WORD COUNT 3.8k
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"Bro, I suck at these games, but how do you manage to not knock down at least one bottle?" Hanni half questioned and complained, causing Danielle to nudge her in order to shut her up.
Minji stared at her friends like a menace, even more terrifying when Haerin stared at them for no absolute reason. The sound of the toyish gun machine was the only thing she continued to hear, along with the disappointed sighs, for every time she missed a plastic bottle.
"Should we get more snacks? We could get a soft cold drink for her," Danielle whispered with care in her voice, but since she was a terrible whisperer, it caused Minji's hold on the toy gun to become stronger. "Yeah.. we are definitely going to the snack and drink bar. Minji, we'll be just over there if you decide to give up, okay?"
"Make sure there's ice in it, I can't stand drinks without ice in them!" Haerin looked over to her shoulders as she continued to make her way over to their new destination, her cute yet annoying stare creeping Minji out to the point Danielle had to stop the younger girl from staring.
It took over more than Minji's monthly allowance to finally realize that she needed to stop. Otherwise, she wouldn't have enough money to buy more stuff that intrigued her. Before walking over to join her friends who watched her while making conversations, a stranger took the spot next to her. The strong visuals of the stranger next to her gave her the sudden gay panic attack. Seriously, who knew it'd be a blissful night when all of a sudden you see a cute stranger? It's definitely a win for Minji.
"It's a struggle for beginners." The girl happily hummed, almost as though she was talking to Minji.
"Uh.." Minji awkwardly looked back to her friends, wondering if she should reply(if it was even for her).
Hanni shot a thumbsup, giving it as a sign for Minji to reply even though she didn't know the exact reason for why Minji was staring at them with a questionable look in the first place.
Danielle watched the whole thing, sending a frown at her fellow Australian friend. "Do you even know why she looked over at us?"
"Hey," Hanni shrugged, "anything is good when it comes to a pretty girl."
Hyein, the only 14 year old there, snorted. Acting as though she didn't beg her mom to join them in the first place. Perks come when your mom is a social person. Plus, they were all basically her older sisters, so it was a win-win situation(only for Hyein).
"Unless she told her to stop staring because it creeped her out!" Hyein stated proudly, giggling to herself afterward.
"Right, staring is weird." Haerin added quietly, causing the three of them to look at her to see if she was even joking.
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Back to Minji. Iternally gay screaming out of her mind Minji. The awkward silence between her and the cute stranger in front of her made her suffocate. For some reason, she wanted to leave, but it'd also mean missing a chance on at least starting a conversation with you. Yeah, blame it on her half introverted when meeting strangers and half extroverted when cursing at her friends personality. It's truly a blessing for her.
"I'm thinking I should aim for the one on the right top and get 10 more points," you spoke out your thoughts, "but I already have more points needed for the prize I want and it wouldn't really matter anyways unless I want to impress the pretty girl besides me and get one for her too. Which one do you think I should go with?"
Minjo turned red the moment you finished your sentence—or question. She didn't really know, but all that matters was the fact that you had basically called her pretty. It was also smooth along the lines.
"Uhh.. I'd say pick your choice? I don't know." Shs quickly answered, biting her lips and cringing mentally for sounding too dry for her own liking.
"Pretty girl, it is." You smiled, aiming perfectly for the toy bottle.
The worker clapped, feeling proud of himself for setting up such an 'easy' game, blind to the fact that half the people who paid to play didn't really win because the bottles were far and not everyone had great vision. Also, because some had horrible control over their aiming.
"Could I get the teddy bear on the top, right?" You kindly asked as he sent a proud thumbs up. "Thanks."
Minji's eyes stayed on you, waiting for you to look back at her to start another conversation. You eventually did, holding onto the teddy bear that the worker had given you.
"Do you still want this?" The shock on her face made you giggle, turning her even more redder than before.
Nodding her head shamelessy, not because her collection was about to be complete but because you had gifted it to her with your own efforts, made everything about the teddy bear feel more special.
"SHE'S SINGLE BY THE WAY!" A loud voice coming over the snacks and drinks bar made you jump a little.
Judging from the way Minji glared at the pretty girl who proudly wore her bangs, they must have been close friends. The passerbys continued to walk after hearing the loud shout. It was gonna be a memorable moment to you, but for the shy girl in front of you, it was definitely gonna be an embarrassing memory for her.
"I'm Minji, by the way," you smiled and nodded, waiting for her to finish so you could introduce yourself. "And I'm very thankful for the uh.. teddy bear. Am I supposed to give something in return? Because.. I'd really love to, so I don't have to feel as though I'm in debt."
"Y/N, and if anything.. I don't really need anything in return!"
"No, no, I insist."
"No, it's fine!"
"No, like, I want you to ask for something in return. Don't make me feel guilty."
"Oh! Then would it be fine if I took some of your time? It'll be short since you clearly have friends over there waiting to hang with you." Minji looked over at her friends who immediately sent another thumbsup, mouthing the words "we don't mind!'' or "we don't care, just leave."
"It's a yes. Take as much time even. I think they'd be more happy that a stranger took me out of their sight.."
You chuckled. "Alright! Where to?"
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"I'm so fucki— oh. Is it alright if I swear?" Minji asked all of a sudden, waiting for you to finish tossing the ring so you could answer.
"You're cute," you laughed, finding her question funny. "Yeah, I sometimes swear, so it's nothing new to my ears."
Minji flushed, feeling her ears turn red.
Ah.. maybe hanging out with a fourteen year old 24/7 got to me.
The odd feeling of someone staring at her made Minji look around to find the source, making eye contact with one of her friends all of a sudden. The glare that she sent wasn't obviously enough to scare them away.
"What are you doing?!" Minji mouthed.
Hanni grinned. Danielle looked away. Haerin continued staring, although her eyes had a glint of mischief. Hyein looked more busy trying to count the many licks it took in order to finish her questionably big lollipop.
"We came to spy on you guys for our own entertainment!" Hanni mouthed back.
"Something wrong?" You asked, noticing how badly frightened Minji looked.
Making sure to use her whole figure in order to block the other girls out from your view, Minji sent a soft smile. "I think we've had too much ring tossing! Why don't we try bean bag tossing?" It was too fast that you couldn't utter out a single word before Minji could drag you by the hand, making sure the other girls couldn't catch up.
"Should we tell her that we happened to find her by coincidence and played along with it?" Danielle asked, feeling worried. Mostly for you.
"Nah," Hanni grinned, "didn't you see the way they held hands? I'd say it was a successful plan."
"And we voted Haerin the most devious.." Danielle trailed off.
Haerin gasped in disbelief, not believing the fact that her friends would do such a thing. "Hey!— I may stare all of a sudden for no reason, but it's because her reactions are always funny. I don't have the brain to think of something like this."
"Woah dude, congrats." Hanni clapped all of a sudden.
"Your first words throughout the whole night! Maybe getting a girlfriend next is on the list?"
"I despise you." Danielle giggled at Haerin's reply, not noticing the lingering glance that Haerin sent before looking elsewhere the moment her brain woke up in realization.
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Inhaling for air, you thanked Minji for giving the bottle of water. It was enough coming from her for making you run more miles than you expected.
"I'm sorry, I guess I was just excited to throw bean bags." Minji immediately apologized, looking for any signs of her friends.
Gathering enough air to talk, you pointed to where the bean bag tossing was actually located. "That's nice, but bean bag tossing is over there.." With a huff of annoyance at herself, Minji looked elsewhere to find any fun things the two of you could do together. "Hey.. this might sound crazy but are you down to use your legs paddle something? Well—it's not really paddling, but we're using our feets so basically, it is." "You mean you wanna hop on those boat paddlers after running a whole 6 minute run?" "I'm down if you're down." "Honestly that's crazy, but because you're down, I'm down."
"This was a bad idea." You undeniably admitted the truth.
Minji tried to reply, but she had to catch her breath. After regaining her energy(well, half of it, but nobody was gonna point that out), she sinked into her seat and sighed.
"Well, it was worth the amount of oxygen I needed," She too, admitted. "But hey, we have the best view right now."
If the two of you weren't facing the wrong direction, it would have been the best. Right now, it was a huge wall filled with horrible yet funny art. It looked like junk.
"Are we looking at the same thing?"
"Are we? I believe the view is pretty from my point of view." Finally realizing what she meant, you turned to make eye contact with the latter who wore a coy smile on her face. "So we definitely weren't looking at the same thing."
"I guess the cute shyness disappeared?" You grinned, feeling quite content at the moment. Also, the redness that crept up under your cheeks felt too overwhelming to control.
"Well," Minji clicked her tongue with a geeky smile forming afterward. "I definitely wouldn't pass on a great opportunity like this. Would you?"
Shaking your head at her question, it brought her a great amount of happiness. "Definitely not."
"You sound kinda wayyyy too experienced with that reply. Are you sure I wasn't the only girl you've flirted with?" She joked, feeling comfortable to joke with you this time.
It was a suggestive joke, too, giving you the opportunity to reply back with something more funny. Or maybe a pick-up line at that—she hoped.
"I'm not sure," you pretended to ponder, "was I the only girl you've flirted with too?"
Minji simply shrugged. "Never in my life. In fact, I think you raised my standards."
"Well then, to be honest," you shyly spoke this time, "I've never actually shot my shot and vice versa. It was always questionably a given whenever a person would come up and ask for my phone number."
"Maybe it's cause they don't have toy guns just laying around, waiting for someone to use them?" Minji joked, getting nudged by you. "You know what I mean!"
"Yeah, you wanted my phone number."
"Don't get too confident.."
"You never denied it."
"And I didn't admit it!"
It could go on for long until Minji averted her eyes elsewhere, looking at her friends who waved at her, looking so small, yet she could see that they clearly wanted something. "I think we might need to go back on land.."
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"What is it?" The annoyed girl grumbled, glaring at her friends(mostly at Hanni).
"Yeah, we get it. We interrupted your date, but we wanted to meet her too!" Hanni spoke out for the rest of them.
You nervous smiled, feeling a bit small in their presence. Minji noticed this, of course, taking your hand and interlocking it with hers. It was somewhat a habit of hers whenever she'd notice a friend was feeling a bit uncomfortable—which was rare. Something about her holding hands with you felt new—it made her feel things that she had never felt before.
"Okay, we'll pretend not to notice that!" Danielle positively smiled.
Before greeting you and introducing herself, she made sure to nudge Haerin. It was the only option she had to stop her from what it seemed like rudely staring at you.
"The names Danielle! That's Hanni, Haerin, and this one.. she doesn't need to be intro—" Before the poor girl who radiated sunshine energy could even finish, she had been interrupted. "Yeah, I'm Hyein. Nice to meet you!"
"Hyein, you're too young to involve yourself in this conversation!" Danielle reminded.
You raised your eyebrows, wondering what she meant by too young. Hell, the latter looked to be the same age as the one who seemed to have a bad case of staring for no absolute reason(which you didn't mind).
"She's fourteen.." Danielle sighed, feeling disappointed.
"Oh.." Sounding a little rude there, you paused. "I meant, oh! She looks mature! I'm in like—shock."
"Really? I sort of get that all the time." Hyein proudly grinned.
"Mhm! And the names Y/N." They all nodded in sync as soon as you introduced yourself.
"Pretty name!"
"For a pretty girl, that's for sure."
"Hey now."
"Relax, I'm not gonna steal her?"
"That's not what I mean- Ugh."
An idea was what Danielle wanted. Specifically something that could allow all 6 of you to hang out. Minji frowned, noticing the happy grin that presented on the younger latter's face. "Anyone up for bean bag tossing? Losers do whatever the winners want."
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"I WANT A REMATCH!" Hanni complained.
Hyein side-eyed the older girl, feeling happy about the win that she didn't participate in because it was mostly you doing all the work of tossing the bean bags in. It felt truly horrific knowing that there was probably nothing you were good at.
"I honestly should have been in your team. A free win would have been good for me." Minji sighed.
"Be for real," the annoying Australian spoke, causing Minji to glare at her. "We know that's not the real reason." Minji continued to glare, "playfully" pushing the younger girl away so she wouldn't have the chance to say more stupid things.
"It's already eight pm?" Danielle looked at her watch, pouting at the thought of having less time to spend with you. Though it couldn't beat the disappointed stare that Minji gave, knowing that it'd be too upfront to suddenly ask for your phone number.
"We still have the bet going on, right?" You asked, looking at Minji mostly.
"Ah!" It had hit Danielle in realization at the sudden question. "Yeah, gosh. I almost forgot!"
"I'm cold. Hanni, give me your hoodie."
"Um. No?"
"The bet. Loser. Give."
Feeling defenless and giving up at that moment, Hanni started to mutter curse words under her breath while taking off her jacket. Handing over her jacket, Hyein smiled in victory before putting it in on. Danielle watched the whole thing unwrap, looking over at Haerin with a mischievous grin.
"Haerin? Are you afraid of heights?" Haerin immediately shook her head, hoping Danielle would ask her to join her on the ferris wheel.
"Great! How about you ride the ferris wheel alone for three minutes?"
A frown fell on her face, along with a big sigh. Danielle was a difficult person when it came to those who liked her. Usually, it was a blessing for Haerin, but she was now annoyed. Minji snickered, finding the situation funny. Haerin lazily made her way over to the ferris wheel, cursing the universe for ruining her enjoyment.
"I wanna join her." you stated, hoping Minji would take the hint.
The butterflies in her stomach disappeared, feeling more like a pit all of a sudden. "Oh. Well, you could if you want to.." Her disappointment sounded way too obvious, causing you to chuckle, "Well you obviously didn't get the hint. I meant I want to look at a better VIEW this time," you emphasized the word 'view'.
Minji unnoticably gulped, nodding quickly so her chances of being alone with you on a ferris wheel on wouldn't go to waste. "Yes. Please."
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"What are you guys doing here? I thought the winner was supposed to order the losers around?" Haerin genuinely asked, wondering if the two of you had gotten fooled.
Minji flushed, feeling both nervous and giddy that she couldn't answer the cat-like latters questions. You, on the other hand, took the initiative to answer her question, almost sounding as though you weren't internally panicking in your mind.
"We're actually gonna ride the ferris wheel together."
Haerin bitterly smiled, blaming Danielle for her stupidity. Now, she has to basically third-wheel and sit all by herself. 'Good going, Danielle. Look what you did, dense idiot.' was the only thing that echoed in Haerin's head.
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"It's so pretty.." You stared at the cities that looked small from your view.
Minji had been admiring the view, too, not looking at you this time. "Pretty good, I guess. I've seen better."
"Really? You're seriously a picky one, aren't you?" You raised your brows jokingly.
"Hey— you don't know exactly what I've seen in my life, but it's pretty admirable," Minji jokingly huffed, sounding way too proud of her own accomplished
"I'm sure it has been," you added, pretending to sound uninterested, "I'm sure it has."
The silence grew, keeping it peaceful. Minji had more to say, but she wanted you to have a great time enjoying yourself. The silence grew even more, this time a little awkward than it was before. Thinking of how to start her sentence, Minji decided to go big or go home.
"Listen I-"
"Hey so-"
The cut-offs made by each other quickly turned into laughter. "I'll go first since I'm an impatient one." Minji quickly added in between her laughs. You agreed, waiting for her to continue. "Listen, I had a great time with you and everything. It was truly enjoyable," Minji softly smiled genuinely.
It was mutual. You grew fond of the girl. You wished that the time didn't fly past, but repeated as though it was meant to be. You wanted more time spent with her, but it'd be too weird to admit in front of you.
"Thank you.. for this time. I also enjoyed it," You paused, wanting to add more, "your friends were also funny!"
It grew quiet once again. This time, the two of you had nothing to worry about, letting the silence overtake the atmosphere. Maybe it was the fact that you felt a little sentimental that you couldn't even look Minji in the eye. Just how different would have things been if you saw how fond she looked while staring at you? Would you have done the same? It filled her with questions that felt almost too possible to answer nor ignore. It was on border of being either too annoying or exciting to feel.
"I-" Before she could even finish, the ferris wheel started moving again, showing that the ride was about to finish. "Huh?" You questioned, waiting for her to finish. Minji fake smiled, "it's nothing, I was just gonna spit out a fun fact."
You slowly nodded, wondering if there was more to it than just a fun fact. Oddly enough, she looked more disappointed than you did at the moment.
"So, how did the two of you enjoy your time?" Haerin asked bitterly, remembering how it was just more than 3 minutes to herself. At least it was good enough to question her whole existence.
"Great!"
"Yeah.."
You who sounded enthusiastic looked over at Minji, who looked down. You wanted to say more but a familiar face stopped you from doing so, realizing that it was your older brother coming to pick you up. Also, the friends that you had accidentally ditched just to hang out with Minji, though they didn't seem to mind because they looked like they also had a great time.
"Ah, my brother is here.. this is where I take my leave." This time, it was you who had bitterly smiled.
The glare that your brother had sent for straying too far sent chills down your spine, causing you to bow and apologize before running off to where he was. All of it was too sudden for Minji to even bid you goodbye. Hell, she was frozen, trying to process things.
"Nice going!" Hanni nudged, disappointed that you had left without leaving your number or anything.
There were too many emotions she was feeling at the moment. You turned back, waving one more time with a smile as Minji finally returned it. Your figure leaving further and further away from her was all she needed to realize that you had already disappeared.
"I'm such a coward. Please tell me you angels had gotten her number!" Minji basically begged, feeling like she could cry at the given moment when her friends shook their heads(except Hyein).
Minji faced the youngest one, hope laced in her tone. "Hyein?"
The youngest pretended to shake her head, that is, until Minji's head began to hang low in disappointment. "I'm joking. Oh my god, take a joke."
"Pause. Are you saying what I'm thinking?" Minji asked, a sudden adrenaline rush coursing through her.
"Yes, I asked for it earlier, knowing you'd be a full-on coward. You're welcome." Hyein rolled her eyes, giving the note.
Taking the note from Hyein's hand, Minji's stoic expression melted into a soft smile. Although she wasn't brave enough to ask, she felt happy that her friends(mostly Hyein) had her back. Who knew a handwritten note was what made her night the most besides spending time with you? Minji read the note all over again as if you included words in it.
'xxx-xxx-xxx don't spam text/call please TT joking do it :)'
"Hyein.. I'm definitely buying you whatever you want. You're finishing your barbie doll collection tomorrow, okay?" Minji patted the younger latter on the back.
Hyein smiled while the others frowned in envy, wanting the older girl to buy something for them, too. "Hey! What about us?" They asked in unison. Minji stared at the other girls in distaste, ignoring them before pulling Hyein under her arms, planning to spoil her with candy and drinks for the rest of the night. Who knew an ex-stranger would be the reason for Minji's sudden giddiness?
"Shoot. I forgot the teddy bear at the duck paddling thingy majiggys! We gotta go back!" Minji yelled, running a little later on as the others joined in.
Luckily enough, she was smart enough to hide it under the seats. Otherwise, it would have been a total loss for her and a big treasure find for whoever found it.
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uraniumnm333 · 1 year
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[heads up this leads into a kanade tsukasa parallel rant so uh. :thumbsup:]
dawg i love mafuyu and tsukasa i think they're both so fun. it's so silly to see how even though they grew up in situations that are like complete opposites they still cope similarly
like listen tsukasa was hurt from the absence of his parents and mafuyu was hurt because of the presence of her parents. tsukasa's parents had to focus on someone else and mafuyu's parents had to focus on her. mafuyu looks inside herself and tsukasa looks outside himself. mafuyu is calm and tsukasa is not. hell even how others perceive them !!! people see tsukasa as self-centered and see mafuyu as considerate of others !!! but they still both hurt so much and have pushed down what they feel to make others feel better which sucks. i would like to present another, possibly even better parallel tho: tsukasa and kanade. they're similar in the way that they want to save others, they became extremely self-reliant, they both are WAY too hard on themselves and they're both basically a doormat i'll be honest. they both look towards other people to ignore how they're feeling (kanade wanting to save her fellow niigo members and tsukasa's future star dream), they both lead other people, they both have music notifs, ectectect. i think kanade and tsukasa should hang out. it would be very funny.
like kanade starts going to kakiyama and tsukasa sees her and it's on sight bro !!! he sees this girl who looks like she's about to melt and the thought process goes straight to "HEY GARRUU MY NAMU IS TSUKASA TENMA I AM STAR I AM WARUDO FUTURE STAR" and kanade is fucking HORRIFIED
tsukasa is slowly integrated into nightcord to the point where he's just. in the discord server. i think it would be so goofy tbh. there's a wxs/n25 group chat and they end up doing a collab song that is just carnival by otetsu also i think mafuyu and rui would get along. ourple to ourple communication. all of wxs has spidey senses and as soon as any of them see mafuyu they Know. like have you read the rui and mafuyu interaction where rui is just ominous as shit like "maybe. you should be careful. perhaps you should communicate with others." and he just leaves. all of wxs know that's a given. mizuki emu pink to pink communication and ena and nene just. they just. yknow how sometimes you just.
anyways yeah give me tsukasa kanade friendship or give me death
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pillowspace · 5 months
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What are your thoughts on Charlie from the novels? Have you read them? I have my own gripes with the novel trilogy but I don't want sour your expectations. Just that the Silver Eyes is the best book, and then they get progressively worse. lol
Novel Charlie's nice, but I don't really have a special attachment to her aside from the fact that it's the closest thing we have to what game Charlie may have been like had she grown up, which I'll gladly take. Like, I'm not obsessed with her in particular, but I vastly enjoy that she exists. So I'll give her a thumbsup
I've technically read (WELL, listened to) all three, but I stopped somewhere in the middle of the third one. Not even on purpose, I told myself to put it back on and just never did. I have heard from other people how it ends though
It was very fun at times! But some moments left me quite bored honestly. I usually listened to someone read the books aloud while I played Minecraft, so whenever a scene would go into something like Charlie and John's crush or something, I would kind of glower at my game like "can we please get back to the murder robots." Of course, that's not necessarily a flaw and could more so be my personal disinterest in John or just plain impatience. Preferences. I tried to at least have fun with the scenes that didn't do much for me by imagining that the novels are all just one big daydream of game ghost Charlotte
That was an interesting listen though, the person reading it bursted into tears from one of the scenes and just kept reading the words aloud while fully sobbing
I do like how there's just a whole character named Michael. What is with fnaf and reusing names
It's hard for me to remember very much of what even happened honestly... sometimes my friend will remind me of certain scenes and I'll go "oh yeah!! That DID happen." I can barely recall a thing on my own, just the general feeling of "some things were very fun, some other things I was forcing myself to care about"
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quaranmine · 27 days
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Hi, not sure if you remember me, but i sent an ask a while ago saying how i love the Incadescence of a dying light and that i talk about it with my friend and how we both really liked the story and are juts you know discussing it well update to now. we still do that lol. i cant stop thinking about it, i listen to the firewatch OST on the daily, resonating with each track at a time. I love it. I live it. I am enamored. Everytime Im studying Polish (my native language) and revising each epoch for my upcoming finals i cant help but connect themes and motives to that wonderful story of yours. If i land on a fitting topic in my oral final exam (like pop-culture, creativity and arts, certain themes in modern media) you BET Ill be talking about this fic (with all the credit I can give of course!) cause USARWSETDYRVUHUISC I cant get it out of my head. Its such an amazing example of how the media of fanfiction elevates the story to its maximum potential. How knowing the characters makes it so much easier to connect and resonate, even though Mumbo is absent from the majority of the fic, we still feel hurt after finding out whats happened to him. Like, its such an amazing creative medium I love fanfiction and TERSSXEFJNKVCRXSERARXSXERCDJNGIKKDc :thumbsup: oh gosh The Incadescence of a Dying Light. yeah so fun fact i actually had to look up what it means cause i didnt know the word before and oh. oh. oh its so much worse and more painful. really love it, i do, oh i do! I now have acquired (idk how to spell it lul) the never subsiding lust for nature and outdoors and hiking and being a part of it. I love it, you made me regain my love for it. I loved it before, yes, but i was caught up in my own head and had so much stuff i had to do, but now i love to look out my window even more, i love strolling in my garden. i love it. thank you, thank you, thak youuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :thumbsup: So yeah, this fic is one of my faves of all time, i like it a lot, it has inspired me to live more and be alive basically and also. and for the end a fanart of an alternative ending where Mumbo somehow survives and just lives in the forest like a wild animal, living his best life, eating berries (i decided on drawing him eating berries [peace love and plants] instead of chowing down [is chowing a word??] on some rabbit lol) and then grian finds him and its super awkward
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HI! Yes, of course I remember you! First of all, had a really wild day yesterday at work, but I read this at soooome point on my phone during the middle of the day and it made me smile :)
This ask is just so??? AAAAAAA???? I almost don't know how to respond, because it's just SO wonderful to hear this about something I created. Like I did that? I made a thing that is sticking deeply with people? I'm just soooo <333333
I like your point about how fanfiction can maximize story potential! I think it'd make a wonderful essay topic honestly. I have thought about this in connection with fanfic a lot--specifically, the divide between original fiction and fanfiction. In original works, you have to make the audience care. You have to introduce me to a character, setting, and story I will be interested in. I've read a lot of negative book reviews that start off with "the author didn't make me care about the characters" (i have also...said this myself about books I ended up not liking.) With fanfic, you skip that step! It lets you jump right in. I don't have to explain Mumbo and Grian's friendship or demonstrate it to you. You just Know. Someone reading it fandom blind would get the implication about how important they are to each other simply by seing the depth of Grian's grief, but for my intended audience, I can do whatever I want because I trust you to already have the background information you need.
The title is from a line I really like in a song (Post Humorous by Gus Dapperton). It just...painted such a nice word picture. Especially for a story about grief death and fire!
I just. Love that this fic helped you regain a desire for nature? That just makes me feel...warm, I guess, to know that I was able to spark that with something I created. I hope it goes well for you, and you get to take many walks. This spring I've been using the trails near my aunt's house (not.....hiking paths. too urban.) much more. I wanted to walk this week but I was too busy lol. I hope you have many wonderful experiences out in the Great Outdoors <3 one of these days, I swear I'll up and move to a place with "better" nature and "real" trails close by.
Also, SKFJSLFJSKFLSJKF your fanart made me laugh so much. I have like. Entertained this idea. Not as an actual or serious part of the story but I was like man wouldn't it just be off-the-wall if he was just vibing Out There 😭😭😭 You've caught the vibe perfectly LOL
this was all around such a special message to hear, thank you SO much!
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night-dark-woods · 18 days
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15, 21, 23, 24!!
THANK U ECHO this got so long oops.
15. that one thing you see in fanart all the time
hmmm not destiny-specific (i dont have any d2 specific gripes i dont think) & i mostly follow cool gay & trans ppl so this is much less of an issue than in the wider fandom (every so often some Main Fandom Art makes its way to me and i do a full double take) but like. i knowww they are almost all the same character model in-game but can we please get some characters who arent super skinny supermodels in here. please.
21. part of canon you think is overhyped
not to sound like an edgelord but. the traveler. if we can acknowledge that the Darkness isnt ontologically Evil, i think we can (PLEASE) acknowledge that the Light isnt inherently good. and im not talking about the superpowers we get, they've (narrative team) made it quite clear that individuals choose to do what they will with based on their own morals. but the traveler is, imo, positioned as a Morally Good Agent Of The Light far more than the witness is Of The Darkness, and i think we need to talk more about the traveler's agenda!!! again, this complexity isnt completely absent from the narrative, but it doesnt feel like those interpretations are... metatextually supported igss? like zavala's frustration with the traveler leaving feels more like a very christian (as someone who was not raised religious) test of faith that zavala (and the canonical YW) have Passed and will be Rewarded.
where's tevis my best friend tevis. we need more characters with that pov. god is real god resurrected you god gave you a second chance at life with no memories of your past and a guardian angel (a "chattering oversoul," to quote toland) to tell you where to go and who deserves to die and raise you every time you fail just to throw you back into the divine crusade. like. lets talk about that a little more!!!
23. ship you've unwillingly come around to
this is hard bc i am in general very willing to "yes-and" ANYTHING with a hint of chemistry or a fun dynamic. it may not compell me but if you can point out a narrative similarity btwn characters i will almost always be down. unless its one i hate ("hate" being a strong word. really its just the strongest possible apathy) bc i contain multiudes :thumbsup:.
i can't think of a pairing i started out disliking and then changed my mind about due to fandom unfortunately. the closest would be igss that i hate crow/amanda as its written in the text BUT my perhaps controversial opinion is i think transitioning could fix crow specifically the version of crow i have in my head who did not get uldren's memories back. SotL was so good for the overarching plot of d2 but so so so bad for the type of awoken-enjoyer i am & imo the like... thesis statement of what a guardian is lol!
so unfortunately i dont have an answer for this one (i dont think "i like the pretend version i made up in my head" counts as coming around on a ship lmfao), bc you can pair any two destiny women and ill be like yeah for sure! and i have curated my online space well enough that i rarely see any other kind of ship, and when i do its gay men (o14, uldren/jolyon, someone i follow is cooking something with saladin/drifter which is inspired. i love whatever is happening there) which is like cheering absently for a sports team idc about but support on principle.
24. topic that brings up the most rancid discourse
mara. its always fucking mara. literally spent an hour and a half last night rehashing d1 mara-course in a server with someone who has not read any lore. which is fine! thats a fine way to engage with the game! its a valuable perspective! but use i-statements and accept that you are coming to the table with 10% of the facts about the character.
honorable mention goes to anything about redemption arcs (and savathun specifically)- most recently that fuuucking saint killing sav repeatedly lore tab. and if you (general) cant be assed to care about evil women (skill issue, but whatever), thats also backsliding YEARS on saints characterization and i dont even care about saint!!!
so really the answer is misogyny lmfao.
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ulircursed · 2 months
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♡ au where Byron and Ring set their youngest up together what could possibly go wrong
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from this picrew
(there is a canon base template for both children (scipio and leif) but changing the parentage will change everything else so i won't rename them but will basically treat them as completely different people from their canon counterparts!)
but yeah since they were set up at a young age, andrei and ethlyn were more heavily encouraged to interact in their childhood then they were in canon, which to them is just. bickering. every moment of every day they are forced to spend together. they get to know each other really well but that doesn't mean they like each other all that much. at the same time they've known all their lives they're gonna be married when they grow up so like. welp.
they get married before the events of fe4 occur, and ethlyn has 'scipio' and stays in yngvi castle with edain when the guys go off to war. i think the only way for the second kid to be born is if the conspiracy doesn't happen as quickly, so they all come back alive and the two of them have 'leif' and then the rumors start to spread and then andrei does the thing and joins the conspiracy crew and presumably edain and ethlyn go to sigurd's side together, the latter taking the kids with her. neither of them have major blood so andrei won't fight for custody. kids end up in tirnagog gang with auntie edain after eth dies in the meteor attack :thumbsup:
for big bro 'scipio'
class: free knight > ranger (mounted, sword a)
blood: minor ullr, minor baldr
extremely conflicted individual; was of an age where he was aware of things going on by the time of his father's betrayal and his mom's death and the rest of the kids having to go on the run, so he has inherited the burden (in his own mind) of the sins of the fathers. heavily resents the idea of andrei and everything he stands for, which includes archery and the very idea of yngvi itself. gets into arguments with cousin lester about this
has canon leif's inferiority complex re: cousin seliph, but dialed up bc he feels like his family is the black sheep of the chalphy-yngvi extended family thanks to andrei's actions, whereas seliph is still the scion of light. it doesn't help that he's likely the eldest of the gen ii kids, someone who maybe should've been looked up to, yet feels like he's the 'worst' and not a good example of anything. prefers to avoid seliph if at all possible
has an overall very prickly personality (ironically, very similar to andrei's), even to family members (and god they have a lot of cousins), but is in practice fiercely protective of his little brother. hurting him will be the last thing you ever do
vocal hater of arranged marriages, bc look where that got their family. believes in free love for everyone else, and no love for himself
ties up his hair in battle because he is a practical guy
less practically, red is still his favorite color and the color of his clothing, even though it clashes with his pink hair
for little bro 'leif'
class: troubadour > paladin, but the version like his mom where he can also use staves (mounted, sword b, lance c, staff c)
blood: minor ullr, minor baldr
takes after his mother in terms of personality, being kind and caring but also headstrong and impulsive. is rather good at talking to and persuading people, as long as they aren't his own big brother
loves auntie edain a lot!! he so desperately wanted to join the convent when he was a little kid just so he could be by her side at all times. learned his healing magic from her, and thanks to the ethlyn-given natural talent has become another healer for their gang. often practices together with lana
ok-ish at combat, but he's not very careful and often gets into different cuts and scrapes. gets berated by his big brother a lot for it, but doesn't really learn to be more careful. deep down, he does this because he knows that his big bro being protective of him is the only way that he can semi-healthily show love, and some part of him craves that as well
is the one in the army who most often wistfully daydreams about how life could've been better if none of the gen i mess happened. he wants a happy family, and he wants a loving mom and dad, and deep within his caring, cheerful attitude is a venomous resentment for his father / the conspiracy that rivals his big brother's
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biocrafthero · 17 days
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Not to just like, tiredly confide in the tumblr post box tonight while I finish eating my rice (YES it's seasoned how half-white do you think I am /j) but I've been having a reoccurring dream lately.
Well, it's less the dream itself and more what happens in it. I guess it's just an itch I've never been able to scratch. I don't like thinking about it but if I'm seeing it in my dreams then surely it occupies a noticeable amount of my brainspace, yeah?
Whatever. The details don't really matter, I guess. It feels like the kind of hunger that makes your skin crawl, the same kind of feeling that leaves me scratching at my neck idly (an itch I can never scratch; it's just been a weird thing I do).
I don't know what to make of the dreams aside from just mulling over them constantly. (A wolf that plays with its prey) I guess the best thing I can do with it is just use it for some more writing ideas (my jaws wrapped around your throat, like all the people before you again and again and again and). I trust myself nowadays not to be awful. I'm actually good now. (Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?)
I feel like I run in circles all the time when it comes to my dreams but eh what can you do?? That's kinda the point so who cares. Whatever lmao gotta go put my bowl away :thumbsup:
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nach0 · 3 months
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revisiting an old game concept of mine for funsies
basically the concept is you, as a cat owner, decide to put one of those mini cameras on your outdoor cat and decide to watch what it gets up to all day. you expect a lot of lazing around, maybe hunting a bird or two, but what really happens is a series of warriors style adventures.
you don't understand much of what's going on through the 'speaking' at first, having to rely mostly on body language and such to figure out what's going on (some cats might be more subtle than others), but as the game progresses you'd pick up bits and pieces of the language until you could understand fully (yes i know thats not how it works. don't care) and then on a second playthrough you could understand fully from the beginning.
you, as the player, would be able to control and select dialogue options for your kitty, with different paths and endings depending on what you pick. do you want to kill everyone, do you want to take control, are you just after a simple life? it's up for you to decide.
anyway yeah that's it, however i don't know how to make a game or draw cats so don't expect this anytime soon :thumbsup: might do a few mockups though just for fun
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sunbeamcomfort · 1 year
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the apex of this city, and the devil of hell’s kitchen (or something equally dramatic)
hi i'm back at it again with another 2 chapters of my matt/male oc fic, this time posted on my new writing sideblog. :thumbsup: once again as a heads-up, this fic is rated E for future shenanigans, so 18+ only.
excerpt of chapter 3 incoming, an excerpt of chapter 4 will be below the readmore, and the link to the fic is right here in this very sentence. it'll also be at the end of the post for convenience's sake. ty! :)
chapter 3:
matt’s quiet for a few moments. there’s, unfortunately, a lot of things his mind leaps to: the why and where and when of it all, apex’s lack of care when it came to shattering that man’s jaw and likely running his ability to ever eat solid food again, and — god damn it, matt even catches himself wondering how that strength feels. personally. (he’d already felt it, when they met; apex held onto his wrist so tight matt had no chance of getting free, and it was a little—)
“it’s fine,” he says, pushing all of those thoughts aside because apex’s heart is somehow racing faster in his silence. “i don’t care about…the power itself. i just care about, you know—”
“me not caring,” apex finishes for him.
matt doesn’t like how easy that was for them to figure out, but he confirms it with a quiet, “yeah.”
“yeah.” apex shifts, drawing a knee up towards their chest. they toss the broken pocket knife over their shoulder.  “moralities, dude. i think you and i have pretty different ones.”
they shouldn’t be getting personal. it’s stupid, and dangerous, and matt is fooling himself. “i’m a catholic,” he says though, even if he shouldn’t. “the morality involved with that is pretty…tight.”
at that, apex lets out a laugh. “yeah? and i’m a jew, scarf-head. not a good one, depending on who you ask, but hey.” (matt wonders if he’s all that good of a catholic, considering all he’s done in his life, and is currently doing at this very moment.) “there’s definitely some sort of joke we can make out of this. a guy with catholic guilt and a guy with a jewish savior complex walk into a bar…”
“and beat the shit out of the guy who tried putting his hands on the bartender?” matt finishes, unable to bite back a grin when apex lets out another laugh. he doesn’t like how easy it is to figure him out, either.
chapter 4:
“there’s definitely some sort of joke we can make out of this. a guy with catholic guilt and a guy with a jewish savior complex walk into a bar…”
“and beat the shit out of the guy who tried putting his hands on the bartender?” scarf-head finishes.
jesse can’t help it; he tilts his head back, letting out another laugh.
for a minute or five there he was pretty convinced scarf-head was actually about to back out of their weekly thing they have going on. it’s not like they really know anything about each other beyond some tidbits so few jesse could count them on one hand so it’s not like jesse has anything to cling to. scarf-head doesn’t even have a name, or eyes; he’s a catholic, and he has a job, and he seems very deadset on denying hell’s kitchen as his, but that’s it. so, really, in theory? jesse should not be so hung up on this guy.
and yet.
“probably not such a good idea, though,” scarf-head adds, startling jesse with astoundingly good timing out of that train of thought. “us ‘beating the shit’ out of anyone else, i mean.”
wait, what? shit.
“you serious?” jesse asks, leaning away from him to get a good look at his face, so he can try to get a read on if he’s joking or not. (but he’s not smiling anymore. there goes the energy again.) “but i thought… is this about the jaw thing? ‘cause, like, i don’t have to punch like that. i can hold back; i know how to hold back.”
once again, if you're interested, here's a link to the full fic!
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bonnymori · 3 years
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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠
Word count: 1200+
Contents/Warnings: (1) Fushiguro Megumi x gn!Reader (2) Classic training but no fighting scene I apologise (3) A... dirty humor joke? (4) Idiot in love cough cough (5) Laidback romance, this may become a pattern on my fanfiction :3
A/N: Hello, I introduce myself as Hara! This is my very first written piece! I would like to apologise for any typos, english is not my first language; that being said, I hope this works out alright! :)
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It's around mid afternoon, the sky painted in a vibrant blue with multiple clouds scattered around, Fushiguro recalls having started training right after lunch; he politely declined Maki's suggestion of training together, it wasn't about strength or fighting hand to hand today, the struggle was his shikigami. Lately, he's been having problems over teamwork - before, he thought such a thing was impossible, since all of the shikigami were under one will alone, being his. Yet the amount of times the divine dogs have bumped into eachothers, sometimes Nue would simply skip past the target, not paying attention to it at all.
Or perhaps, he himself was to blame. Fushiguro likes thinking about you, more than he'd admit, but now it's starting to distract for real. That's what he need, to think of you- I mean, concentration! And maybe, new group attacks, that would do nicely, too.
He's been beating a tedious dummy for a hour and half now, maybe more. After managing to make up a combo or two, he sits down on the grass, just to breathe for a moment. Breathing is nice, he observes as the divine dogs go slack like their owner, now playing around with one another rather than chewing the dummies stuffing. His black and white snake is watching the banter between the canine shikigamis, tongue coming in and out just like a real snake. Nue settles upon the dummies ragged body, eyes closed- peacefully enjoying sunbathing. Fushiguro had no idea they were so lively until now, now he knew why people constantly asked if they could pet his shikigami.
He glances down at the frog supporting his arm, it's like they enjoy just laying on grass, just breathing like him.
"How many buddies out! Are you training today, Fushiguro?"
At the sound of your voice, you bet his lips casually turn upwars in a casual yet small smile. Kugisaki saw it from distance once, says she it's almost a robotic response.
"Yes, I'm training their cooperation." Fushiguro replies, swiftly getting up. He notices the frog from earlier making a beeline to you, as if to say hello.
So you crouch down and pets it briefly, smiling at the small creature.
"That ought to be hard, specially with a innefective dummy." You approach its remains, chuckling at all the stuffing and cloth scattered around. "Make me your target instead!"
Say what?
"I uh, come again?"
"I'll do the running and dodging, it's much practical this way!"
He has trouble accepting that, even if it's true. You mean more than an ally on his heart, and besides, that's some Itadori-level-recklessy. So he groans, slightly irritated and obviously, worried for your safety. "You'll get hurt."
"Don't we get hurt everyday? Even if there is an accident, I know you'll call them out and help me quickly, you notice things fast."
He does, Fushiguro would help you in a heartbeat- probably faster.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, lash out on me!"
Putting 'lash' and 'me' in the same phrase got heat rising on his ears, but he complied nonetheless. "Just letting you know, I'll stand here and the shikigami attacks."
You protest. "Wouldn't it be better if you fought among them?"
"For today, I'd like to focus on their compatibility only."
"Oh, got it! Next time we can work on the latter option then!" Next time. He wants there to be a next time.
Even though you're the one troubling his mind in battles, he's head over heels. He remembers when it all started, your relationship is basically pools worth of quality time. You came along with Itadori, tangled into the mess back in Sendai. Strangely, Fushiguro clicked with you even faster than Itadori- your collected personality was a great factor, even though you are just as cheerful as the cherry boy.
"You're spacing out, what's up?"
Fushiguro's gaze snapped up to meet yours, realizing his mistake. "Ah, nothing, let's start." His hands folded as your guard rose, so it begun. If you noticed his lame excuse, you didn't comment about it.
The ravenette was pleasantly relieved how easily you could deceive and dodge his attacks, his shikigami may leave a tear or two on your clothes, that he didn't have to worry about, because they're easily fixable. Naturally, the toughest for you to dodge was mostly his snake, sometimes Nue would surprise you from above, nothing you couldn't handle. He started intensing up using the combined attacks, and immediately noticed your faltering steps, earning a bruise on your calf. Although neither he or you stopped, adrenaline rushing through veins nonstop.
You somehow finished training with a bite mark over your forehead, not deep enough to be worth worry. The instant your bodies came to slack, his shikigami ran to you like little children lost in a supermarket. At this point, it was pratically multitasking, to pet both demon dogs while trying not to run out of breath having Orochi wrapped around your midsection. Megumi flushed over the affectionate antics, knowing they were a manifestation of feelings within himself.
Now, you and Fushiguro are spawled on the training field, neither showered, coated with sweat sticking to your clothes, but it didn't matter much.
"I never realized, just how many cursed energy do you have? It's surprising how many shikigami you kept our for this long time." Fushiguro heard you shifting to sit up, and followed you up.
"A bunch." It was not a creative nor informative answer, but you took it in with a smile on your face anyway.
He watched you get up to fetch a drink, careful to not trip over the shikigami also scattered around -- Fushiguro always 'forgot' to put them away next to you.
You handed him a strawberry yogurt box, the same drink also sat in your hands. "Well then, why are you spacing out so much these days? You can be honest with me."
'She's oblivious enough, I'm in need of advice, it's convenient.' So he thought, figuring if he disguised it enough, you wouldn't be able to tell. It's not a big deal if you did, though, saves time actually.
"Something's on my mind, and it troubles me during fights."
"Simple, you can just come in terms with it."
He glanced down, "Why?"
"The sooner the better, when you accept something, it comes at ease on your mind. I'm a hundred percent sure it works!" You gave him a thumbsup, slurping on the pink drink.
"Such faithful source."
"I'm sure it does! The thought keeps coming back because you're denying it, am I wrong?"
Not really, no. Fushiguro wants to keep it as friendship for the sake of your both careers within the jujutsu world; he knows it's dangerous, yet a part of him just wants to say 'fuck it', like if he had the guts to. The ravenette thinks it's a way too much generic way to describe what he feels, but it's the easiest, so he goes with it anyway. The back of his brain fears rejection, part of the reason why he hasn't made a move yet.
"I'll try it out."
"Good!" And you're always supportive no matter what, to the point it charms him more and more everyday.
For now, he's okay keeping it platonic. But, when the day after tomorrow comes, he just might confess.
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sapnapsimper420 · 3 years
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Trans Pog
❥︎ genre // fluff
❥︎ main character(s) // Ranboo, Tubbo, Tommy (all platonic)
❥︎ warnings // none
❥︎ reader pronouns // unspecified, y/p means your pronouns (it comes up once)
❥︎ notes // in honor of pride month here is a post for the trans/nonbinary people :)
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Coming out hadn't been an easy decision on your part. It was, of course, made easier by the unending support of your best friends. Tommy had been the first, your coming out to him being a complete accident caused by a joke made at the wrong time. Ranboo and Tubbo had been next, ending the total list of people you were comfortable with telling at that moment.
However, with the beginning of pride month came a surge of courage. Thus, you began your announcement.
It started with a message to the group chat you had with the other three, a simple plea for a call to maybe help ease some of your nerves. It's not every day you came out as trans, after all.
"You can do it Y/N!" Tubbo greets immediately, followed up by Tommy threatening the knee caps of anyone who opposes you. "Seriously, Y/N, I think everyone will be okay with it. You're loved, and I doubt anyone will change their opinion of you." Ranboo says after silence enters the call.
"Alright. I can do this." You whisper, fingers freezing on the keyboard. "Do you have a planned message?" Tubbo asks, a caring tone carrying through the headphones. "Yeah. I got it."
'@everyone happy pride month, I'm trans. My name is Y/N and my pronouns are Y/P. Trans pog. :thumbsup:'
Tommy breaks into laughter at the message. "Trans pog, Y/N?" You laugh with him, finally realizing just how silly your message had been. "I think it was a great message, Y/N," Ranboo assures you.
Dream: Let me know if anyone causes you trouble Y/N :) Trans pog!
Wilbur: YOOOOO TRANS POG!! POG Y/N!!
Eret: Initiation beginning.
You see a new group chat you've been added to, titled Ellgeebeeteas.
"I've been added to a cult, I think." You tell the boys on call, laughing when they demand entry. "Sorry, boys, it's not for the cishets!"
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robins-den · 4 years
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SELF SHIPPING INFO
HEY, WHAT'S SELF SHIPPING?: At its base, self shipping is a comfort thing, at least for me. I have fictional characters that I like, and imagining myself dating them or being friends with them brings me joy.
WHAT: Yeah, it's out of the ordinary, but it's not hurting anyone.
I HAVE QUESTIONS: If they're legit questions, ask away! If I find them rude, I'll delete them.
I'M NOT INTERESTED IN THIS STUFF, BUT I STILL WANT TO FOLLOW YOU!: Thanks! Filter out the tags 'f/o tag', 'self ship', and 'robin ships'.
F/O TAGS: honestly I don't really have any- anything covered under that is under the relevant oc tag or 'robin ships'.
Honestly just assume I'm uncomfortable with sharing- feel free to follow, but I probably won't follow back if we share romantic f/os. They're organized by oldest f/os first and newer ones added at the bottom.
NOTICE - PLEASE DON'T REBLOG MY REBLOGS THAT INVOLVE MY F/OS IN ROMANTIC SCENARIOS. Unless I wrote or drew it and you're supporting me, it makes me feel kinda weird. This could change though!
LAST UPDATED: 2/14/2024 — added a [ misc ] section. Removed the [ familial ] section. Added Justice Valentine
RETIRED F/O LIST
F/Os:
[ Romantic ]
[ Mains ]
Xiao (via Genshin Impact) — I'm fine with sharing, though not shared gushing! He's just a really fun character and I wanna cuddle him
Dottore [ Web Version ] (via Genshin Impact) — HE'S SO EVIL AND INCREDIBLY HOT like bro I'm right beside him doing his fucked up experiments
Sniper Mask (via Tenkuu Shinpan) — hwufisiqiwiiw he makes me go 🥺👉👈
Just kinda all 5 of the main characters in Witch's Heart (via... Witch's Heart) — you read it. I care them all deeply. If pressed i think my favorites are Sirius and Claire but all of them. Cradles gently
Robo Ky (via Guilty Gear) — I'm. I'm still too insane about him to provide a description. I like him.
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[ Not Mains ]
Oz / Yellow (via Monster Prom) — Would LOVE to gush about the game he comes from, and feel free to gush about your self ships from that game!
Leo Valdez (via Hero's of Olympus) — Would love to gush about your self ships from the series! <3
Makoto Naegi & Kyoko Kirigiri ( via Danganronpa) — I'm finished with the series (other than the anime and UDG) so feel free to message me to talk about it haha
Gundham Tanaka (via Danganronpa) — uncomfortable with sharing! I think he's funky :thumbsup:
Kazuichi Soda (via Danganronpa) - uncomfortable with sharing! Teef.... he makes me laugh and i honestly think mechanics and people skilled with physical skills are very cool.
Kaede Akamatsu (via Danganronpa) — I love her so much she is the best. I would lay down my life for this woman
Kirumi Tojo (vía Danganronpa) — wife. Fine with sharing!
Shuichi Saihara (via Danganronpa) — mostly ship with him in an "in addition to Kaede" way but I do still care for him!! Fine with sharing.
Venti (via Genshin Impact) — honestly dates with him seem like a grand time. Fine with sharing!
Baal (via Genshin Impact) — I love her <3 Fine with sharing but I'm touchy about her character so I might not fb
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[ Misc ]
[ Mains ]
Justice Valentine (via Guilty Gear) — She's the reason I made this a misc section lol. I'm her right hand man silly rabbit etc. Idk if she's my gf or whatever but she's the coolest person ever and we're super close so. Very undefined. Uncomfortable with sharing.
Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura (via Naruto) — Adopted kids. Definitely okay with sharing and would like to gush about them! (Not super caught up with the series though jdjdje)
Kuon Shinzaki (via Tenkuu Shinpan) — Adopted daughter / younger sister!
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Are the gems still considered aliens or more mythical creatures? Are there certain “breeds” of beasts that are the different kinds of gems? Are the diamonds super huge compared to other gems still or are they just more powerful?Do the gems still have weapons or is it just like an enhancement to their natural abilities? So instead of normal claws they’d have super sharp claws as their weapon? Also, may be a stupid question, but is Steven essentially a gem werewolf? Like he shifts into feral form?
1. Gems are still considered aliens, and corrupted gems as even worse beasts. I wonder if the increased danger of corrupted gems is causing the government to have to actually care :thinking:
2. Quartzes are generally feline, I think that’s confirmed. They are still named after their gem type, yes.
3. Yes! The diamonds are still huge! And very, very nonhuman. I have some sketches somewhere... gotta find em.
4. Gems can shapeshift more readily in this AU, and I imagine weapons are more like a second ‘combat mode’ they can enter(?). Basically, yeah soopah sharp claws. Powers like waterbending, metallokinesis, etc, still exist.
5. It’s the opposite, kinda. He has inherited the super adaptation of mama Diamond, and is now much better at shapeshifting. He looks inhuman when relaxed but a little bit of effort makes him public-safe :thumbsup:
Wow, that’s a lot of questions. If there’s anything Flynn’d like to add, I’ll leave that to them. - 8449
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No Goodbyes {Tod & Melody}
In which two friend text during Nightmare Before Christmas, Even while battling nightmares.
Featuring Panic being an ass like normal
@hclyghcst
Tod Sionnach
mel if youre not inside go inside now
dont breathe in the fog
are you okay
Melody Oceana
oh god what's going on
i can't find anyone
Where are you???
Tod Sionnach
no idea. tiana’s place
its gonna be hard to see anyone  
you just have to go inside and stay far away from the doors and windows
Melody Oceana
i think i
(silence for prob 5 -10 min)
Tod Sionnach
mel?
melody?
(5 min) mel come on
(6 min) please say something
(8 min) please look at your phone
(10 min) hello? MEL?
- missed call -
(12 min) Where are you? Melody. Come on.
(15 min) please pick up
Melody Oceana
Hey this is Percy, I've got Melody
Tod Sionnach
Percy?
Is she okay??
Melody Oceana
Attina's fiance, Attina being Melody cousin
I mean I dont think anyone is 'okay' so you might wanna define what you're asking
who are you btw?
Tod Sionnach
terrible with names, im sorry. faces all that.
i’m asking why she isnt the one messaging me at the moment honestly.
friend. i’m a good friend just checking up on a friend doing good friend like things. kinda.
Melody Oceana
she's kind of passed out but physically okay
Yeah good friend things
Tod Sionnach
passed out???
trust me not the time to evaluate my feelings good sir
she’s probably experiencing some kind of nightmare. a lot of people are
Melody Oceana
Yeah she saw someone's face and kind of just passed out
it was a kid too, weird, either way i'm trying to help her dont worry
Tod Sionnach
Where are you  h??
a kid? a boy??
just keep her close then... i know she’s probably seeing something awful
Melody Oceana
yeah he was probably 14/15 ish
yeah yeah, im sure tina would kill me if i didnt
Tod Sionnach
I don’t know how much you know but I think I know who that is
it’s picking on her worst fears and manifesting them.
please keep an eye on her. are you  h somewhere safe?
Melody Oceana
good for you, you two can have a little gush session after
Hatters, so yeah we're fine, where are you? have you seen any of Melody's family?
Tod Sionnach
huh? no just loss. she’s seeing someone she’s lost.
just so you have some context
wait earlier did you say tina?
tianas. Attina is here
Melody Oceana
Don't worry I'm not gonna say anything rude to her. I'm an asshole but not that much of one
oh thank god at the very least she's in somewhere
Tod Sionnach
thank you. just keep an eye out. I have to go out and stop this
she hasn’t been affected. she’s actually just fine
Melody Oceana
I'm sorry what the fuck
take your own advice and stay inside
Tod Sionnach
i know. alarming but I have to help somehow
You have to promise to keep an eye out and maybe tell a white lie if she wakes up and asks about me
Melody Oceana
fucking idiotic move but fine
Tod Sionnach
i know what I’m doing.
i think
i just don’t want her to be worried or anything
Melody Oceana
no offense kid unless you can deal with dark magic I doubt you can
Tod Sionnach
that’s the thing
i can. kinda
it’s brand new and i barely had a grip on this so i’m not in the mood to be thrown into it but it’s my job??
I guess?
i’m blabbering.
and hearing gunshots and it’s not real
Melody Oceana
no job is worth your life. Swynlake isnt that's for sure
panic and fear can be controlled
if apparently it's your job you're more powerful then it right
Tod Sionnach
I grew up here. I have to try to protect it, right?
any tips for that?
maybe. i hope so. to be honest i don’t really wanna die so that would be great.
Melody Oceana
sure that's a reason to do that.
focus on what's around and what's real. Choose one thing that you can hold onto and feel. Everything else isnt real
Tod Sionnach
greatest reason i got beyond hoping stopping this helps her too.
what is that one thing? another person? my own belongings?
Melody Oceana
whatever is accessible. if the thought of a person helps use that. If you physically have someone crazy enough to go there out with you stick close
but if you have a ring or a bracelet that holds significant meaning that works too
Tod Sionnach
i have a couple things in mind. peaceful. okay.
thank you.
if she wakes up and feels better, she can still ring me. But i’m fine as far as she’s concerned
Melody Oceana
sounds good, dude. best of luck
btw ### ### ####
(in which panic sends him his number)
(cause fucking hell he's an idiot)
Tod Sionnach
didn’t think of that. Thank you!
(32 min later to Percy) deLETE tHE CONvo when you cAN
bLOOD HELL
Percy Goldthwait
Oh so you finally realized
what if I said she was up and using her phone right now?
Tod Sionnach
Id say it was about time to pass away to shadow demons
Percy Goldthwait
HA! she's still asleep and i deleted them awhile ago
well all except
this
(insert screenshot of Tod freaking out and calling Melody)
Tod Sionnach
just gonna do me like that, aye? can you at least tell her i’m fine and that you messaged me back on your own phone?
Percy Goldthwait
yeah yeah, don't you want her to know you were concerned
i'll let her know
Tod Sionnach
LATER PLZ
THANK YOU
Percy Goldthwait
:thumbsup:
-LATER-
Melody Oceana
hey percy said you're okay but i hope you're staying safe
Tod Sionnach
(30 min later) Yes! Good to hear from you!
glad you’re alright mel!
seriously!
Melody Oceana
I'll probably be sleeping for days after this
how was it where you were?
Tod Sionnach
get loads of rest
chaotic but there’s people going out to help so everything will be fine
Melody Oceana
Im glad
you're not going back to an empty house are you?
Tod Sionnach
(6 min) i live alne so ya i thik i will be
u wont be a lone will yu?
Melody Oceana
(retyped like 5 times) i have an extra bed at my apartment
if you want
Tod Sionnach
(2 min) your inviting me to sleep over at your apartment?
yeh! ok alright
Melody Oceana
better then h of us alone
Apartment 5B ast Castlesuites
Tod Sionnach
exactly what i was thinkng
when they let us go ill let u kno
Melody Oceana
I think i have some leftover pizza and tea too
just incase you want food
Tod Sionnach
(7min) absolutely :hearts:
thank you mel
maybe 2 or 5 drinks too but yes
Melody Oceana
yeah that type of night I have a stash too
Tod Sionnach
a godsend you are
(2min) are you sure your alrght? btw
Melody Oceana
yeah,i got lucky someone i knew was here
I hope he wasnt mean to you, percy's okay just kind of ??? sometimes
he means well
tina loves him obvi
and he's a good guy
yeah
ignore me
Tod Sionnach
(6min) no he was fine. all good.
cared about yu
tina was fine by the way
just in case
just stay away from the fog. no more nightmares
Melody Oceana
if i can avoid it I will no worries!
Tod Sionnach
thank you. ill be around soon ok?
Melody Oceana
sound good
Tod Sionnach
bye mel (:
Melody Oceana
no byes, just see you laters
Tod Sionnach
(2min) youre right. see you later. cross my heart.
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thechoicesforrealin · 4 years
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OPEN HEART 2
MY FAN FICTION
CHAPTER 11
HAPPY LIFE 
She was happy that her dad is also one of the reason for Ethan to confess his love for her. But something inside tells her that it is more than that for now she just wants to enjoy the moment with him.She spent a week in her house with Ethan and Leo 
AFTER 2 WEEKS
She will never forget those memories with him.She bid goodbye to her brother and she finally arrived Edenbrook
She is getting ready for a party in Edenbrook hospital.She is finally going to be a junior resident or Diagonist under Ethan .She cant wait to see her friends and all
She laid 3 option dress infront of her 
one is the dress that her dad bought for her 
another one is from her mom
Ethan also bought her a cute red gown for her with some sparkle silver
she was confused what to chose
she took a deep breath and selected the dress that Ethan bought for her
She did some makeup even though she knows Ethan do like when she puts some makeup and take care of her
knock knock
 Sienna : look what i made for u babe!!!
Casey: come on in Sienna is it my favourite  boston cream doughnuts 
Sienna gets inside
Sienna; Woww u are correct guesser no wonder why Dr.Ramsey has confessed his feelings for u 
she starts to blushing
sienna starts to giigle bcoz  she knows whenever she talks abt Ethan she will automatically blush
SIENNA: ok thts enough now lets get this doll to meet his boyfriend comeon lets go
CASEY: yeah 
she put her heels and hop into Bryce car  the moment when jacke bryce and all see her they are speechless like how stunning she looks
JACKIE: wowwwwwwwww just woww how in the earth u are this beautiful
she gigled a bit
BRYCE: wow dude u look freaking awesome Ethan is gonna take u to his home thats for sure
ELIJAH: yeah that is Definetly is going to happen he cant able to take his eyes from her
CASEY :ok you all please stop ,my man is waiting for me there so now lets go
they all arrived at party 
Ethan was standing there and talking to harper boyfriend
CASEY step out of the car . when Ethan saw her he was completely astonished how the way she looks
The guests in the party are all looking at her
Ethan went upto her and bowed his head
ETHAN: WELCOME MY LADY the seat and ur man is waiting for u
she laughed 
CASEY:  ETHAN stop it 
she gigled and took his hand
from far distance she can hear the gossips but she didnt mind 
NAVEEN AND HARPER SHOOT THEM A THUMBSUP 
she only cares abt Ethan at the moment she is worried what his reaction when he is hearing these gossips abt them she looked up at them . he is smiling very brightly . that made her forget all of this
they both sit in their respective places
naveen and harper with her boyfriend joined them
CHRIST: HEY girl iam christ aka harpers boyfriend
HARPER :christ 
CHRIST : What babe? i am telling truth only
they introduced each other
they all talked for a while
INES: CONGRTAS CASEY
CASEY: THANK U INES 
ZAID : WELL WHATEVER HAVE A HAPPY LIFE AND DONT TORTURE ME
both of them laughed 
she talked all of her nurses, coworkers all
when she was drinking water 
SUDDENLY A FAMILIAR VOICE CALLED HER
SHE SEARCHED UNTIL FINDING HIM ON STAGE 
SHE WAS SO CONFUSED
ETHAN: THANK U ALL FOR COMING HERE .CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL INTERNS NOW AS RESIDENTS . AS MANY OF U KNOW MY ROOKIE DR. CASEY VALENTINE AND I ARE DATING SO U DONT NEED TO BE CONFUSED ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP . YES WE ARE DATING .SOON SHE WILL BE MY WIFE . THANK U ALL. AND , I LOVE U ROOKIE
THE ONES  THAT GOSSIPED ABT HER ALL SHOCKED 
SHE WAS SO HAPPY SHE WENT UPTO STAGE AND KISSED HIM
VOICE :WOULDN’T THT BE AGAINST HOSPITAL RULES ETHAN
                          end 
next chapter will be out soon
tune in to find out thank u for reading
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