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Manager!Seijoh IWA ROUTE

a/n: uwuwuwuwuwu my mans iwa chan :’)

IM A SIMP FOR IWAIZUMI HAJIME (27) ATHLETE TRAINER

uwu filo!iwa in this :)

and also, listen to lauv while reading this since i wrote this and that song was playing on repeat O_O and also this song

this is my self-request uwu

HES SUCH A POUTY BABIE BLS LOVE ON HIM

onwards we goooo

hihihihihihi yey im so excited for this yall dont even know

ANYWAYS

so,,,,

when iwa first saw you, he thought you were just a cute little thing

your shorter height, your puffy cheeks, and the wide eyes you had whenever you saw someone, or him, do a really cool spiking move

he initially thought of you as a cute little sister hes never had

ehehe that finna change

then the,,,, bullying thing happened

if youd like to read this part, its right here

when he saw you bloodied, all battered,

dear lordie he was finna break some ankles

ONG I WAS JUST TALKING ABOUT SANGWOO YET HERE I AM

like that image of you will probably stay in his memory until he dies of the ripe age of 200

ngl it kinda traumatized him a little bit of how tired and pained you look with the tears rolling down your face and the blood that was escaping your body through your wounds

god you didnt deserve any of that

you deserved the world and the universe yet some people dared to take away your worth

ooo he was so mad

miyo was,,,, hurt??

can i say that??

i dont wanna,,,, explain bara arms iwa hurting a girl so youre gonna have to imagine that for yourselves

but at the end when they said slap, he didnt just ✨S L A P ✨ her

he ✨ B R O K E S O M E A N K L E S ✨

oiks is actually scared of him after that

like oiks had to peel him off of her and towards the infirmary where you and the team were

‘IWAIZUMI HAJIME, STOP!’

oof the first and last time oikawa tooru ever said that full name

he was breathing heavy and he was so ✨ A N G R Y ✨ with what she did to you yet he hears your soft scoldings, telling him off for hurting a girl

he wanted to see you

like right now

iwa tore himself from oikawa’s grasp and ✨ N Y O O M E D ✨ himself to the nurse’s office

there, you sat on the bed with the others scattered either on other beds or on the floor

you smiled at the sight of him and he walked towards you and engulfed you in his arms

‘youre okay now. im here’

he whispered and you buried your face into his chest, breathing in his unique scent

lavender mixed with peppermint

he refused to leave your side so he ✨ M A D E ✨ some room on the bed beside you to sit and he wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you close

you held his hand while oikawa talked to you and as you shamefully bowed your head

but you were forgiven and everything was all good until the third years really got into plan

makki and mattsun promised to handle it all as they had family in the justice field while oikawa would go and get the girl suspended

‘but what about me?! i want-’

‘iwaizumi, you literally hit her. it’d be best if you’re not involved right now as you were the only one who physically touched her in a harmful manner like that’

ong when it come to y/n, the meme team is replaced by the assassin team

he tried to fight but in the end, 3 overpowered 1 and he was forced to sit back and opted to comfort you instead

he made sure you were safe to walk home but that day, you were the one who asked him to spend time with him

just you two

like after seeing him seethingly enter back into the room, you reached out and held his hand in yours, eyes trained on your fingers fiddling with his

‘iwa-san,,,, you said you downloaded the new godzilla movie?’

you whispered but he could still hear you and his heart swelled at your meek voice

‘yea, i did. and my mom bought those chips you like’

your eyes flitted up to meet his eyes and a soft smile spread on your lips and there was this thumping in his heart

maybe that was the first time that iwaizumi hajime felt differently towards you

a smile that seemed to be differently perceived than the rest

and it wasnt for the whole team

it was for him

and him alone

the trek to his house was quiet but you would hum nursery rhymes or the songs you heard earlier in the radio while skipping every few steps and tightly holding on to his hand

iwaizumi’s olive eyes watched you still radiate energy despite being so hurt for a long time

they then trailed to your linked hands and he unintentionally squeezed it, only figuring out he did it when you looked up to him and squeezed it back with a smile

he wanted to do something to make you forget of what happened

he didnt want you to think about the cruelty and pain so he was going to make sure you would continue smiling

thankfully, his parents werent home so he wouldnt have to explain why he has a bandage-covered girl with him

iwa led you upstairs to where his room was and your eyes widened when you saw what was inside

tiny action figurines of animes like bakugo from boku no hero academia or a tiny pikachu on his desk

there was a large country flag that you didnt recognize and a few godzilla posters and volleyball players decorating beside it

however, besides those normal things you wouldve expected,

there were many polaroids

polaroid pictures that were everywhere with no specific layout pattern and just placed anywhere that had room

iwa watched as you dazedly walked forward and entered the room to move towards the wall by his desk that had the most pictures against it

from pictures of him and oikawa to the third years to him and his parents or just the sunrise and human silhouettes

your fingers reached forward and traced the picture of him and the third years when they were still first years and took a spontaneous trip to the beach

‘mattsun stole his dad’s car and drove us to the beach without a license’

iwaizumi’s voice answered your questions and you looked back, shimmering eyes

this room,,, wasnt just a normal, teenage boy’s room

this was a room that represented iwaizumi hajime

from his natural character description like his love for volleyball evident in the volleyball player posters to the underneath description that was hidden like his love for godzilla and his love of taking pictures of the people he cares about the most

it was all that made up iwaizumi hajime

your feet took you to stand in front of him, still standing at the doorway, and you stood on your toes to try and be eye-level with him

‘youre really cool, iwa-san’

you whispered and his ears turned red, not from the compliment, but by the close distance between you two

iwa clearedhis throat and ruffled your hair roughly, pushing you down slightly back to the balls of your feet

‘i already knew that, brat. now go and sit over there and be comfortable or whatever while i go get the food’

he hurriedly turned to hide his growing red face but you stopped him

‘iwa-san,,, ano,,, can,, i borrow a hoodie?’

you mumbled, nervously thinking he might refuse

but he grunted a response, not bothering to turn around

‘take your pick’

you smiled and thanked him before bounding over to the wardrobe that was pushed against the wall across his bed that was against the corner by his window

inside had so many hoodies and there were also shirts that were hung up on the other half

they were all graphic tees that either had american bands or anime or game references

opting for a mint green hoodie that says ‘SONIC NYOOM’, you had an undershirt under your button up and as you slipped the bloodied long sleeve off, he swung the door open, eyes focused on the tray of coke filled glasses

then he looked up and almost dropped it at the sight of you,,, like that

‘OH MY GOD SORRY’

he shrieked and carefully but hurriedly backtracked back to the hallway

ofc you were shocked too but you quickly put the hoodie on and went to get him

iwaizumi’s heart was hammering in his chest and he was VERY red with embarrassment

how could he see you like that?!

a girl who wasnt his shouldnt be seen like that by his eyes!

a touch on his arm reminded him of his position and he was still holding the tray but it was clear from the liquid in the cups that he was shaking slightly

‘iwa-san, its okay. i still had a shirt on so dont misunderstand’

you reasoned and he nodded, still not looking at you

the beginning of the movie was quite awkward as you both were sitting next to each other on the floor, backs against his mattress while the laptop played godzilla in front of yall

but it seems it was just him who was feeling this way bc you were intrigued at this weird monster that was squshing building under its foot and you continued munching on the food

iwa stood up and coughed

‘im going to take a shower’

you paused it and stared up at him, a chip halfway in your mouth

‘oh? you want me to wait for you?’

he agressively shook his head

‘no! its okay i watched it already. just,,,, watch it’

at the end, his words came out jumbled in his hurry to go and calm his heart down

you shrugged and unpaused the movie to continue watching

iwa spent his time in the shower, thinking and trying to think of stupid thoughts like the time oikawa almost choked on a peanut when they were in middle school to distract him of thoughts of how adorable you were

ONG HE WAS JUST SHOWERING AND INNOCENTLY DOING SHOWER THINGS

‘no, i said she was like a sister to me. and a sister she’ll remain’

okay ngl even though theyre not related, im worried yall would be like ‘iNcESt’ but bls a lot of people have tried to sibling-zoned people yet realized they liked them in THAT way

as he wrapped himself with a towel, he then realized

oh my god he didnt bring clothes

LMAO NOOOO IWAAAAA

iwa frantically looked around and he saw his mother’s sakura themed robe and he paused, arguing silently with him if he should wear it

well, it was either that or he went back into the room and showed you,,,,,, this

sucking in a sharp breath, he kept the towel around his waist and slipped his arms through the tight arm holes and he awkwardly tried to keep it tied since he was so much bigger than his tiny mom

what is happening

you saw the door opening and excitedly turned to tell him about this one scene when your voice died down in your throat at the sight of him

here was iwaizumi hajime, ultra muscle buff man who gets abs with a simple glance of the gym, wearing an all too-tight pink, cherry blossom print robe that was so tight the tie around it was shaking to keep it together

‘dont’

he whispered and that snapped your remaining surprise to double over in laughter

‘its so cute! iwa-san, youre so cute!’

you shrieked and he growled and hurriedly went to to grab grey sweatpants and a shirt before running straight back to the bathroom

when he finally came back out, his face was still red and he was pouting as he sat next to you back to his seat

he could feel you staring at him while looking constipated as you held your laugh in and the second your eyes met, your giggles fell out

iwa rolled his eyes

‘yes yes let it out’

‘hehe, iwa-san, i didnt know you had that style’

‘it isnt! i didnt want to walk in here practically naked with you in the room!’

he growled and you nodded, still not quite believing it

‘hai hai. just say you like pink, i wont tell’

you waved and iwa felt offended

‘what do you mean ‘hai hai’?! its really not!’

your lips pursed to keep more giggles in and iwa growled again before lunging to grab your sides and tickling you

of course being careful to not touch your wounds

you shrieked at the ticklish feeling and iwa laughed as you made weak attempts to push him off

‘huh? what was that? whatd you say? cant talk anymore, can ya?’

he teased

‘NO!!!! IWA-SAAAAN!!!!!’

you shouted in between your laughter and he finally let up when you squealed out your apologies and promised to never say it again

you breathed air into your lungs and sat back up to recollect yourselves

iwa saw the strands that escaped your bun and they were scattered everywhere looking messy with your flushed cheeks and teary eyes

oh my god you were beautiful

he was so happy that you still kept that smile despite what happened and he was going to fight to keep it there

forever

it was about nearly the end when you finally realized how different iwaizumi’s hair looked

‘oi, iwa-san, your hair is not naturally spiky?’

he continued eating the chips while still watching the movie

‘what would you expect? even shittykawa’s hair is like this. did ya know that he wakes up extra early to curl it into that shitty mess?’

your jaw dropped

‘EEEHHHH???!!!!!!!’

later, you asked him how he does his hair for school and he blindly reached for the gel that was resting on his desk before tossing it to you

‘here’

you looked at it and flickered over to his hair and then you had the greatest realization

‘GODZILLA-SAMA!’

you pointed and he stopped eating, turning to give you a confused look

‘ha?’

you shrieked in an another round of laughter

‘IWA-SAN LIKES GODZILLA-SAMA SO MUCH HE DOES HIS HAIR AFTER HIM!!!!’

you doubled over to the floor, clutching your stomach and iwaizumi’s flustered expression made you laugh harder

he knew you were smart but,,, not this smart

you figured out his secret

the secret he’s hidden since he was practically a toddler

even his best friend, the guy hes known since he was born, never made the connection

yet here you are, figuring it out not even a year of knowing him

was this part of the many reasons he,, felt his heart beat for you?

oikawa was relieved that you had the bright twinkle in your eyes the next time he saw you and you were actively talking to iwaizumi in that early morning practice

‘oh? y/n-chan, is iwa-chan your best friend now?’

he tried not to sound jealous for his own best friend’s closeness to you and he added a teasing smile for extra measure

okay that hurted me a bit

iwaizumi snarled and blasted the volleyball towards his face before he could even yell or shout

‘iwa-san, dont do that’

you chided softly, small hands wrapping around his muscly arm

but iwa patted your head

‘deserving people deserve things to happen to them’

you rolled your eyes but smiled at him

‘hai hai’

the next week, iwa still kept a close eye on you in case someone else decided to mess with you

but you told him that you swear youd tell him if someone did and he trusts you so he backed off a little

one day, he was eating lunch with the other third years in their classroom when you busted through the door, excitedly holding your phone

‘iwa-san! i figured out what country your flag was!’

he was halfway of shoving rice in his mouth when iwa looked at you

‘oh? you couldve just asked me though?’

you pouted and went to pull a chair from another desk to sit beside him

‘nooo. i wanted to work for that information. so you’re from the philippines, iwa-san?’

he nodded proudly

‘yep’

your eyes shone with interest

‘really?! you look japanese so it must be one of your parents. hey, iwa-san, which island are you from? i read about them and they have like 7641 islands-’

the others watched as you read through the article in your phone and iwa wasnt even following your words, instead staring at you with a dazed look and a lovesick smile

mattsun, makki, and oikawa exchanged looks of surprise because in all the years theyve known him especially oikawa, iwa was never interested in girls and such

he was a straight forward man with goals and straight sight to get them done with no distractions like relationships or love

yet here he was

slowly falling in love with you without even knowing he is

he continued to fall with the simplest things about you

from the perfume that you wore everyday to the way you would tuck your hair behind your ear when you were talking to someone

little quirks he used to miss was now being noticed even if you were right behind him and not in his line of vision

now, the boys were starting to see the difference of their precious ace

it was as if when he started to like you, they knew immediately by how he was acting

then one day during practice, you were late and they were all looking around for you and when they couldnt find you, they met back in the gym with nervous looks

iwa was already pacing around, a scary aura radiating off of him, and kindaichi, who went with him to look around the school, warned the others of iwaizumi’s worry

‘he was slamming doors open and he was walking so fast i had to run to even keep up with him’

then you busted through the gym door

you were actually picking up food for the team and sweets and you were held up when makki’s puffs were still being cooked

they rallied around you to make sure you werent hurt and you assured them but iwa pulled them away like picked them up and threw them off to the side and took you in his arms

iwa thought you were hurt and he was so worried something happened to you again

the hug was bone-crushing with how hard he was squeezing you but you felt his worry though and you freed your arms to wrap them around his neck

‘im okay, iwa-san’

you whispered in his ear and he nodded

‘let me hold you for a second’

he mumbled and you nodded

‘oi, theres food in the bags so make sure you eat it all. coach paid for it all so dont leave behind anything’

the mention of the food distracted them from you and iwa and they piled on top of each other to reach their food first

iwa was grateful that you distracted the others from seeing him being vulnerable towards you

‘i thought-’

‘shh,,, you have me right here, right now. safe and sound’

you knew how much seeing you all battered messed him up and his attempt of making you forget about it has been

and his worry of you being gone without no sign of where you went will forever be there and he will always have that thought in the back ofhis mind

the next time you came over, you actually met his parents

since you went home early before, you didnt catch his parents when they came home around 10 minutes after you left

but this time, they were already home with his mom cooking dinner while his father was sitting on the dining chair reading a newspaper

iwa walked through the door, shouting he was home, and you did the same thing to be customary

oof his parents were surprised

his mom turned around to share a look of surprise with her husband

sure they havent seen tooru in a while but they were pretty sure his voice wasnt that high pitched

right?

‘hajime, did you hit tooru so much you ruined his-’

then his mother stopped talking at the sight of you holding iwa’s hand tightly when yall stepped around the corner

you sheepishly smiled at them and bowed your head in greeting

oh my

so this was why iwaizumi hajime-san was really really really handsome

his parents were freaking good looking

like his mother was aphrodite with her flawless melanin skin and doe shaped eyes with a mole under her left eye

and his father was like ares, so handsome yet still manly and his appearance was a special type of good-looking with his buffness and ruffed appearance

‘iwa-san, i didnt know your parents were gods’

you mumbled, still staring at them

iwaizumi choked and coughed, flustered

‘oh my!’

his mother placed a hand over her mouth

‘hello’

his father stood up to walk in front of you and held his hand out

‘i’m hajime’s father’

you let go of hajime’s hand to shake his own with both of your hands

‘really nice to meet you! i’m l/n y/n! seijoh volleyball manager! first year!’

you introduced then stepped aside to fully bow 90 degrees

iwaizumi thought it was so cute of how flustered you were at meeting his parents

‘ay nako! nak, i didnt know you had such a beautiful girlfriend!’

she squealed and hurriedly went to stand in front of you and gently grasped your arms to stand you back straight and took a good look at you

‘youre so beautiful, iha. nice skin, pretty eyes, ang ganda!’

even with your research of tagalog, you didnt quite understand what she was saying

iwa noticed your slightly confused expression and he laughed, tucking his hands in his pockets

‘sorry, my nay speaks in taganese when she gets excited’

‘t-taganese?’

‘tagalog and japanese’

you nodded in understanding

it was time to put your basic reserach to test

‘hello po’

you greeted her and nervously took her hand and pressed the back of it to your forehead before slowly lowering it down and letting go

her wide eyes made you think you did something bad or even offensive!

‘i-i’

‘HAY NAKO, HAJIMEE~!’

she shrieked

‘YUNG-!!! YUNG-!!!’

okay im terrified

iwa noticed his mother’s malfunction and gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder and veered her back to her kitchen

‘sorry about her, l/n-chan. its just,,,, hajime hasnt brought home a girl before. and you doing that mustve done it in for her’

you worriedly watched hajime calm his mom down with a smile and talking to her hushed

in their perspective,,,

‘shes so nice, nak! marry her, okay? shes very pretty and she made an effort to please your nanay, so go and marry her!’

ohmylord im nervous

initially, iwa only wanted to go and hang out with you and watch a movie

not have a full dinner with his family

lmao i shouldve told you that youve been friends for months now

his mother cooked sinigang and adobo and more filipino dishes, adding even more when she saw you were joining them

the dining table was covered with a large plate full of food and you were so fascinated because this was a side of iwa that you wanted to know more about

‘wow!’

you said, not thinking, at the deep-fried fish that still had its eyeballs intact

iwa genuinely thought you would’ve shyed away from it in disgust but your eyes were glistening with genuine interest

‘iwa-san! youre so lucky you get to eat this stuff!’

you told him, looking over at his direction

while mrs iwaizumi was lading in the soup into the big bowl, mr iwaizumi was sitting at the dining table, watching your interaction and hajime telling you what each food was and your noises of surprise

he watched his son laugh when you said the palabok reminded you of the orange boy hinata

and he also watched his son look at you so lovestruck and exactly like how he looks at his wife

soon, his mother finished and they rounded the table before saying a quick prayer to bless the food and digging in

‘so, what do you want to start with, iha?’

mrs iwaizumi asked and your wide eyes looked around

‘hm, im not sure. whats your favorite iwa-san?’

you looked to your right towards hajime who was busy eating and stopped before pointing his lips towards a direction

‘that one’

‘hah?’

you asked

mrs iwaizumi laughed at her son’s actions

‘sorry, l/n-chan, my son has adapted my traits. he was pointing to this, adobo. do you want some?’

‘yes please’

the smell made your mouth water and you started to tuck in

maybe it was your managerial instincts, but you used your napkin to wipe hajime’s lips and he was also used to this and turned his head to make it easier for you then he went to grab the water jug and re-fill your glass

once it was done, you both silently went back to eating

his parents watched his exchange and it was like watching a married couple taking care of each other

‘so, l/n-chan, you said you were their manager’

mr iwaizumi started and you nodded, wiping your lips

‘yes. i have been for a while now and please, call me y/n’

‘hajime actually told us he had a new manager for his team and tooru told us too. but we didnt know you were a girl. its just so interesting for hajime to bring you home as he has never really had any female friends’

mrs iwaizumi’s comment made you chuckle and iwa’s eyes widened in embarassment

‘nay! of course ive had female friends! ive had friends from all genders!’

he reasoned but you teasingly smiled at him

‘ah, im not really surprised. iwa-san doesnt exactly have the appearance that girls are brave enough to approach’

he sent you a betrayed glance

‘hah?! what’s that supposed to mean?!’

you shrugged, going back to your food

‘im just saying that you always have this intense look in your eyes and youre always frowning. but its cute so its fine. and besides, i dont think theyve seen you laugh since you dont really smile a lot, iwa-san’

‘but you’ve seen me smile!’

‘eung. but its only to me. if they knew the stuff i knew like you being a godzilla fan or your collection of succelents, theyd see you like oikawa-san’

‘HAH?! YOU SEE ME LIKE SHITTYKAWA?!’

mrs iwaizumi held her husband’s hand on the table as they watched you both bicker and tease each other with a smile

hajime has always been on the rougher side of things and he doesnt really have many close friends other than the team and even then, tooru is the only one he can really be himself around

yet here you are, bringing out the boy hajime really is and making him laugh, a sound his parents dont really hear outside the house

and your eyes

god, your eyes held admiration, life,,,, and you might not know this yet,, but love

her eyes trailed her son who teasingly headbutted you and you faking a surprise and doing the same

then you heard his father’s cough which brought you back to where you were and the situation and the people that were there

you felt embarrassment creeping up inside you and you bowed

‘im sorry for acting like that, iwaizumi-san. i-’

‘no, dont apologize, darling. please, dont’

her soft smile made the nerves in you ease and hajime’s father winked at him and he knew exactly what his father was trying to say

after dinner, you volunteered to wash the plates but they veered you away from there and towards the living room

‘oh my god, pops! stop her!’

hajime whined because he knows what his mother was going to do

she was going to show him his baby pictures

you sat on the beige couch and watched as she reached under the coffee table and revealed a few albums that had iwaizumi hajime written on the cover

‘now, y/n-chan, hajime wasnt always this pouty. in fact, he used to always have a smile on his face and laughed at the littlest things! like right here! a leaf fell on him and he-’

stories of his childhood was exchanged throughout the night and you were laughing so hard that tears were falling out of your eyes while hajime wrapped your shoulders with his arm and he would squeeze you tightly whenever you made fun of him

‘oh dear! iwa-san! you-!’

you didnt finished as you continued to laugh and he sighed

‘nay, can we go eat dessert now?’

he asked his mother and she was beginning to feel sorry for him so she smiled and nodded

‘okay. hajime, come help me’

‘iwaizumi-san, i can-’

‘no, y/n-chan. dont you worry your pretty little head about anything and just look through more of these pictures’

hajime followed his mother to their kitchen before she stopped and turned around

his mother’s height was around 5′1 so she had to look up to meet his eyes and her hands were clasped around his biceps

she is definitely beautiful and he cursed at how little he got from his mother other than her skin color

mrs iwaizumi married her husband and immigrated to japan to have a family and your polite action from earlier moved her as she hasnt experienced that in nearly 2 decades

‘nay, shes,,,, just a friend’

he reasoned, a wobbly smile to cover up his want for that title to change

yet mothers def knows best and saw right through it

she gave him a firm look with furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips

‘nak, dont lie to yourself. i raised you to never tell a lie and lying to yourself is considered lying to someone. she’s not your KAibigan, shes your kaIBIGan’

now, hajime knew a little bit of tagalog as his mother made sure he was able to at least speak to his relatives back home

so he got a hint of what she was saying yet was confused

then he realized it

his blush creeped up his neck and he chuckled, ducking his head low to avoid his mother’s eyes

‘nak, listen to me. papunta ka pa lang, pabalik na ako. youre still growing and you may be confused right now, but make sure to think wisely and dont live with regrets. nanay doesnt want you to go through it all by yourself since she knows how hard it was. so please, listen to me and pursue her. shes special, hajime. she makes you so, so happy. i see it in your eyes, her eyes, god has fated you together. i feel it’

now if a filipino mother actually tells their son to go after a girl, thats a pretty big thing as its known that mothers are the hardest to convince and are fiercely protective of their sons, especially if its an only son, but mrs iwaizumi literally tells hajime to go court you because she sees how happy you make him and is willing to let hajime go to you

definitely his mother’s words stuck to him and as he walked you home, he was busy thinking that he was quiet and you were worried as he would be talking right now

‘iwa-san? you okay?’

you asked and he blinked, taken back to reality from his daydream

‘hm, yea’

he answered to look at you

hes been pining for months now and he slipped his hand into yours, holding it tightly

uwu if you want to see iwa moments with y/n, read through the seijoh manager series as theres a lot of them in there

he wanted you yet, he knew it would be selfish of him to keep you in the future

he would be a college student while you’re in your 2nd year

would you want to be so far away from him?

could you handle it?

‘yanno, iwa-san, your dad told me something interesting’

you suddenly said, squeezing his hand and kicking rocks while looking up at the night sky

‘what was it? something embarrassing?’

he immediately feared that they told you that story when he was still potty training and he fell straight into the toilet

‘hmm,,, no. he told me that he met your nanay when she was a high school student and he was a in an intern at your lolo’s company’

iwa listened and he had a smile at how you said the tagalog word for grandfather

‘he said she almost ran him over by her bike and she fled but they met again when she visited your lolo. through that, they became friends and then she confessed to him. apparently, he declined because she was younger than him, although just 3 years, and he was leaving for his own country in a few months so he didnt know if she would wait for him’

were,,,, you reading his mind?

iwa knew of his parents story yet with you telling it, it sounded a million times more interesting

‘yet she promised him. thats it, just a promise. that she would remain faithful to him, she would keep herself for him and when she finally graduates, she would go and find him and they could be happy together. he said it was the longest 3 years of his life yet when he saw in the airport, he felt like the wait was worth it. because he gets to hold the embodiment of happiness in his arms for the rest of his life’

you finished and he hummed

‘times have changed, y/n’

‘even you?’

you stopped walking and he naturally stopped too

‘would you wait for me like he did if i promised myself to you? if i promised you that despite the few years of waiting, i would still be yours and remain yours until we’re ready to be together?’

WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!!!!!

iwa’s heart was drumming in his chest and he wanted so desparately to look at you in the eyes but you were making that impossible as your head was bowed and your eyes were fixed on the concrete you both stood on

‘of course, i would’

your head snapped up and e/c clashed with olive eyes

‘i would wait for you. we may,,, be young right now. and they might think we’re,,, being impulsive. but i dont care. because right now, all that matters, is you and me. we can think about the consequences later, but right now, i just want to kiss you’

he admitted, red ears seen by the moonlight

your body shook

‘do it, no balls’

well,,,, he has the balls

and under the moon, at 8:34 pm, iwaizumi hajime kissed you

OML THIS REMINDS ME OF THAT SEIJOH SHORT WHEN HE WAS TALKING TO OIKAWA AND HIS NEIGHBORS ARE LIKE ‘AH SHITE HERE WE GO AGAIN’

it didnt come as a surprise to the team when yall announced your relationship

well,, you both actually didnt tell them outright until like weeks later

what can you say?

you and iwa are very private people and you dont really like to show off in public

even though yall lit rally are stuck to the hip and he does things that he doesnt even think hes doing but he is totally doing

you were only caught by,,, guess who

mrs iwaizumi

it was weeks when she met up with mrs oikawa bc theyre totally best friends and thats why their sons are best friends

she told her of her son’s girlfriend and how sweet you were and how mrs oikawa should be jealous that her son doesnt have a girlfriend like that and the standards for oikawa’s future girlfriend was raised just by that teasing

oikawa literally came into after school practice after a phone call with his mother, fuming

you were talking to kindaichi and yahaba with iwa beside you, arm around your waist totally not obvious guys

and yall just saw an angry oikawa stomping towards yall

‘y/n-chan, iwa-chan, why the hell did my mom just call me and tell me that im not allowed to bring home a girl if she doesnt have h/c with s/c (skin color) and e/c and h/m (height measurement)?’

you shrugged

‘oikawa-san, i’ve never even met your mom before’

but iwa had a hunch

‘ahh,,,, my mom mustve been bragging to your mom. yanno how they are’

oikawa shot him a disbelieving look

‘IWA-CHAN! ITS BAD ENOUGH THAT YOU GOT A GIRLFRIEND AND I DONT! BUT ITS WORSE THAT YOUR RELATIONSHIP IS AFFECTING MY FUTURE ONE!’

he ranted, completely unaware that he just outed your entire relationship to the team

tbh they werent even surprised

like they were all ‘damn now shes taken. but cant say i didnt see that coming’

they took it pretty well too

they know how iwa is and they literally respect this mans and if anything, out of the whole team, he is the best candidate for your boyfriend

dating iwa is totally normal and yall just have increased touches?? like i dont know how to explain like he’s constantly holding your hand or arm around your waist or shoulder etc

literally nothing changed

you still have dinners at his house and iwa also knows your family and all that

and the most important thing is,

he kept that promise

even when he was literally at the other side of the world,

he still remained yours and you kept your own promise and waited patiently for his return

OOOOO TIMESKIP IWAIZUMI HAJIME (27) ATHLETE TRAINER

a little girl with bouncing dark brown hair was giggling as she maneuvered herself around the tall people

a shout from her parents and little sister was only making her run faster until she crashed into the legs of the person she’s been looking for

his blue jersey was similar to hers and she raised her arms up with a bright smile

‘uncle!’

she yelled and he chuckled before hoisting her up to his arms

‘ah, reyna-chan, didnt mom and dad tell you to wait for them? look! tala-chan is crying because you left her’

she followed his finger to her little sister, who was in her father’s arms, crying and reaching out for her

‘nee-chan!’

she screeched

finally, her parents were there and you were scolding her for running off

‘reyna, just dont do that again’

you said and she nodded, pouting and holding her uncle’s thumb

‘thank you, tooru-san. i dont know what i would do if she got lost’

oikawa grinned then gently patted the hat-covered head of the newborn baby girl that was strapped to your chest

‘hehe, its okay, y/n-chan. after all! uncle is always there to save reyna-chan!’

she shrieked when he held her up and hajime shook his head in his antics

‘where’s the others? i saw them in the stands but-’

he was cut off when he heard the shouts and yells from the other side that could only belong to your boys

‘woooo!!!!’

kindaichi’s voice echoed through the place and mattsuhana were rushing to greet their goddaughters

tala shyly accepted the arms of mattsun while makki was squealing quietly when darna was holding his finger tightly as she slept

‘taka-san, wanna hold her? she’s easier to hold when she’s sleeping’

‘oh can i?’

his eyes held the stars as the 11-month-old raised her fist then lowered it back down, sleep still heavy on her

‘waaa~ darna-chan is growing really quickly’

kunimi whispered, peering over his senpai to look at the baby whos eyes kept fluttering

you chuckled while looking at oikawa and him playfully bouncing reyna

‘tooru-san, congratulations on your win. it seems you’ve beaten hajime this time’

you complimented and the brunette smiled brightly at you, adjusting the little girls in his arms

‘ei, y/n-chan, i’ll beat him next time, and next time and the next time!’

every time he said ‘next’ he gave his goddaughter a kiss on her cheek making her giggle

your husband was pouting at the reminder of japan’s loss and you reached over to wrap your arms around him causing hajime to turn his head away from you

‘aww, my 4th baby is sad now’

you cooed and cupped his face delicately on your hands making him sulk and whine

the others, watching the scene, continue to be surprised at this side of their captain that remains to only be caused by you

‘ugh, nearly a decade later and theyre still sappy’

yahaba gagged and watari slapped his back

‘let them be happy’

‘come on! im in the mood for spaghetti! you like spaghetti, tala-chan?’

‘eung!’

mattsun cheered with kindaichi and she raised her hands to share the same energy

once everyone was situated in a restaurant and ordered, small talks were shared around the table of the past

‘haha, spaghetti is how your baba found out about you, tala-chan’

yahaba’s comment made the walking group laugh at the memory of seeing the video you sent in the seijoh group chat

‘i wanted to be creative with my second child since my firstborn was revealed by this loudmouth’

oikawa winced at the indirect diss at him

‘y/n-chan! i was really excited to find out i was going to be an uncle!’

‘youre already an uncle, bakakawa!’

hajime has toned down the insults to keep it pg for the children

‘but-!’

they started to argue, the oldest daughter looking disinterested as she sees this happening or hearing it whenever her dad and uncle video chat

‘it took me forever to find a ‘prego’ pasta sauce in the grocery store like i dont know why. was there a shortage?’

you complained, remembering the frustration

your fellow first years snickered at you and kindaichi prodded fun at you

‘is that why you just outright told him you were pregnant the day you found out?’

you rolled your eyes and watched makki and mattsun and tala watch the youngest as she wiggled her fists in the air and was awake enough to babble ‘makki’ over and over again

that was her first word and although she is now able to say a few words, she still repeats her first word over and over again

‘we had a fight and it just came out so of course i didnt have time to prepare!’

you defended and hajime finished his antics with oikawa just as you said that

‘what-what was your words again? ‘i really want to push you off the roof right now but i want my baby to meet their bastard father first?’‘

you gasped at that regretful statement and punched him in the arm

‘hajime! stop!’

you whined and covered your face with the sleeves of your his hoodie

‘hehe, y/n, you should do that again’

kyotani teased and you glared at him

‘shut up kyotani’

eyebrows were raised

‘eh? are you more hormonal?’

‘do you realize you already have 3 daughters?’

‘iwaizumi-san really wants to have a volleyball team family’

‘at least wait a year and a half, you animals’

‘so,, like hes that good huh?’

hajime growled and leaned over to intimidate but you snarled and jumped on your feet, being held back by the arms by kindaichi and hajime to stop yourself from leaping across the table to kill yahaba

‘keep talking like shite and i’ll make sure none of you become the godfather of this baby’

okay what

one, did you just curse

and two, this baby?!

‘im big sister again?!’

reyna ruined the surprised silence and then chaos ensued

‘WHAT!’

‘BABY?!’

‘THIS BABY?!’

you just realized what you said and smirked at the chaos you created and sat back down, leaning on the back of the chair and smugly taking a sip of your water

‘oh the power i hold in my hands’

you teased and oikawa pointed at you

‘when! how long!’

you looked at hajime who was so shocked that his eyes glazed over and a passerby wouldve thought he was dead

‘apparently 3 months’

oikawa started counting and his eyes widened at that thought

‘you-! you stayed in argentina! in my house! my house-!’

‘yep. both of them created under your house’

what

!!!!!

hajime fainted

oikawa screamed

a/n: okay i admit i got a little too carried away with this one. i just love filo!iwa and this was mostly written in his pov bc cmon we all know we love iwa and fell in love w him the moment we saw him

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voidofwords · 3 years

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hopelessly devoted

here’s a short wlw story i wrote! ngl i came up with everything, including the characters, as i went, but i ended up pretty happy with it!

Her grin is so bright when she looks at me. “Syd,” she says, beaming. “You won’t believe it!”

He said yes. I smile at her and tell the sinking feeling in my stomach to fuck off. “What?” I ask, with as much excitement as I can muster.

Jasmine turns her phone screen towards me so I can see the messages between her and Brandon, but she’s waving the phone around excitedly and it’s impossible to even get a glimpse of what the messages say. Fortunately for me, and I would like my sarcasm here to be noted, she is kind enough to also tell me the news herself:

“He said yes!” She squeals, grabbing me by the arm and shaking my whole body. “Brandon said yes to go on a date with me! I’m going on a date with Brandon.”

For a moment, my brain is so fixated on the fact that Jasmine is touching my arm, it forgets how to do anything else. But I manage to kick it back into action and plaster on my most convincing I’m-so-happy-for-you-and-not-at-all-screaming-inside smile. “Jas, that’s great! That’s amazing!”

She nods eagerly, her deep brown eyes looking into mine. “You have to help me prepare for the date. I don’t even know what to wear!”

That actually makes me grin for real. “Come on, Jas, we both know you have way better style than me.”

She giggles and shakes her head. “Shut up, I love your whole, like, tomboy thing. Your style is amazing. But I just meant I want you there for emotional support.”

“Oh. Right.” Did Jasmine just tell me she loves my style? I am fighting so fucking hard to keep my brain from going into overdrive. I try to smile, but I think it’s more of a grimace. “Of course I’ll be there,” I tell her. “That’s what friends are for.”

I don’t want to move. I don't want to get up. The alarm on my phone went off five minutes ago to let me know it was time to go to Jasmine’s house, but I think I might just lie here forever. What’s the point? She probably won’t even care if I come. She’ll be too fixated on her date with Brandon later to even notice if I’m there or not.

Brandon is popular and has abs and is apparently super hot and charming - I don’t get it, but sure - and I’m just Syd, the tragic gay idiot, in love with my best friend. If this was a movie, Jasmine would be the main character. Of course she would. And I’d be the edgy queer-coded friend who’s mostly there for comic relief and emotional support. My life is a fucking joke.

Because I might as well give the merciless gods watching my tragedy unfold something to laugh about, and because I’d be an asshole if I stood up my best friend right before her big date, I get up. There’s no point wallowing in my self-pity any more than necessary.

Jasmine’s arms are around me the second she opens the door. It’s a signature Jasmine hug, tight and squeezy and enthusiastic, the kind that leaves me out of breath for more than one reason.

“Syd! I was starting to worry you wouldn’t come.” She takes a step back and looks at me with her puppy-like eyes and I ask myself how the hell I’m going to get through today.

I shoot her what I hope looks like an apologetic smile. “Sorry. But I’m here!” I take in her worn-in sweatpants and oversized Mickey Mouse t-shirt. She still looks fucking amazing - this girl could literally wear anything and still look like a goddess - but I highly doubt this is what she’s planning on wearing for her date with Brandon.

“I take it you haven’t found out what to wear yet,” I say. “Or is the date more of a Disney-themed pyjama party?”

That makes her laugh. “No you silly goose! Brandon is taking me to dinner, and then to see a movie.” She takes my hand, and I freeze up as she pulls me inside the house and toward her room. “I need your input on what to wear.”

“You’d probably be better off without it, you know.” I smile as I imagine Brandon’s face if Jasmine showed up to their date in my battered jeans and too-big flannel. But I quickly chase the image away, because the thought of Jasmine wearing my clothes is too much to handle right now.

Jasmine picks up two dresses from her bed and holds them both out to me. “Which one do you like the best?”

I have seen her in both of them before, but they’re usually what she wears around her older conservative family members, not when she is out having fun. Both of them are very modest, while still being pretty.

“What happened to the other ones?” I ask, because I know her favourite dress is either the sleeveless floral one or the cute flowy one.

Jasmine shrugs and smiles a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “Brandon texted me saying he doesn’t want me wearing anything too revealing, since we’ll be out in public.”

What the fuck. “Brandon is telling you what to wear?”

“No. He’s just giving me some pointers on what not to wear!”

I stare at Jasmine, who is still smiling like she actually thinks this is fine. “Jasmine, that’s still shitty behavior. He doesn’t have the right to do that!”

She shrugs again. “It’s fine. I don’t mind! It narrows down my choices, and you know it’s hard for me to decide what to wear. Besides, I like these dresses too!”

“Jas.” I sigh. “Are you sure you wanna go out with this guy?”

Jasmine laughs, as if in disbelief. “What? Of course I do! It’s Brandon.”

“I just…” I’m definitely overstepping here, but I can’t stop myself. “I don’t get what you see in him.”

“Oh, well, you know. He’s handsome and funny and… popular and…” She trails off for a second before looking up at me. For once she isn’t smiling. “I just like him, okay? I’m sorry your standards are so impossibly high. I’ve never even seen you express interest in a guy!”

Is she kidding me right now? “I don’t…” Now it’s my turn to be speechless.

Jasmine sighs, like she is giving up on me, and picks up one of the dresses again. “I’ll just go with this one.”

I’m worried she will change in front of me like we did when we were younger, but she goes to the bathroom to change. Thank fuck; there’s only so much I can handle in one day.

When she comes back out, her brilliant smile is back. Her eyes look a little red, but it’s impossible to tell if it’s because she has been crying. I open my mouth to say something but before I can, she spins around to show off her dress.

“What do you think?”

“It’s nice.” It is nice, of course it is, that’s not the problem. The problem is, it isn’t the kind of thing I know Jasmine likes to wear. But this time, I don’t say anything.

She grabs a box of her nicest makeup stuff and sits on the bed. “Will you help me with my makeup?”

“You want my help with your makeup?” I let out a laugh. “Jas.” I know how to do makeup decently, but I never wear it, so I don’t have anything close to the kind of practice she has.

“Syd.” She laughs too. “It’ll be fun! Just like old times!”

That is true. When we were kids, Jasmine used to “borrow” her mom’s makeup, and we would take turns making each other look “beautiful”. It was a disaster, but the best kind.

“Alright,” I say. “But I hope Brandon won’t be upset when you show up to the date with lipstick smeared across your face like a clown.”

I sit down on the bed with her and help her pick out what I think would look good with her dress.

It goes smoothly, until I have to do her eyeliner.

“This is a bit tricky,” I say, moving closer. “Please don’t be mad if I do a bad job.”

“I’m sure you’re doing a great job, Syd.” She smiles with her eyes still closed.

“Stop talking, I’m trying to concentrate.”

By some miracle, I manage to make it look good and symmetrical. I’m actually kind of proud of myself. “Okay, you can open your eyes now.”

But I’m not prepared for when she actually does, and I realize how little space there suddenly is between us.

Our faces are so close I can smell her minty breath. Her eyes are locked with mine, and I have officially forgotten how to breathe. I think time might have stopped, just for us. And then, she fucking looks at my lips. There’s no mistaking it. She is looking right at my lips, with her own slightly parted.

And that’s when I make the stupid, idiotic, wonderful mistake of kissing her. Fucking hell, it may be a mistake but it’s the best one I’ve ever made. Her lips are so, so soft. Holy shit. Is this how I die? Am I actually going to die kissing Jasmine? I think I’m okay with that. I think that is how I want to go.

But before I even have time to register what a bad idea this is, she breaks the kiss and moves away from me on the bed. She is staring at me with a mix of shock and betrayal. Well, shit. She reaches up to touch her lips, like she can’t quite believe they were actually touching mine just a moment before. “Why would you do that?” she whispers, her brown eyes as puppy-like as ever. Though this time, it’s more like a puppy that has been kicked by its owner.

“I… I don’t know,” I choke out. “Fuck. Jasmine-”

She shakes her head and stands up abruptly. “I have to go.” Her voice is shaky. “My date is waiting.”

Fuck this shit. Fuck the universe and fuck Brandon and most of all, fuck me and my lack of impulse control.

I have successfully ruined everything. Yay. Not only have i completely screwed up my relationship with my only real friend, I have also probably ruined her date with the guy she likes.

At this point, all I can do about it is go outside and touch some grass. There is an old park in our neighborhood that no one visits anymore, and it’s the perfect place if you want to be alone with your misery and self-loathing. I guess you could say I come here often.

I sit down against the trunk of a tree and look up at the sky. It’s cloudy, but the kind of cloudy where the clouds look like bunnies and hearts and shit. I guess looking at clouds is a better use of my time than replaying the events of today over and over and hating myself more with every passing second.

I don’t even know how much time passes but suddenly, I feel another person close to me. I start, convinced I’m about to be murdered or kidnapped, but when I turn, I see Jasmine.

She sits down next to me and offers me a shaky smile. This time she definitely has been crying. She kinda still is.

I don’t know whether I should say something, so I just sit there and look at her. She looks down at her own hands, and doesn’t speak for a long time. I’m about to open my own cursed mouth, when she finally speaks.

“I’m so sorry, Syd.”

I stare at her, my brain not computing. “You’re sorry? What the hell do you have to be sorry for?”

“I was a total… a total dingus earlier!” If I didn’t feel so fucked right now, I would have smiled at Jasmine’s adorable inability to swear, maybe even gently teased her about it. But I don’t. I sit quietly as she continues: “I have been for years, haven’t I? Completely clueless.”

“What?” I don’t know what she is on about, but if she means clueless about my embarrassing crush on her, then yes, she has been. I can’t blame her, though. I mean, I did try to hide it, and for good reason.

“I left the date with Brandon early.”

I feel like an ass for it, but I’m happy to hear that. Not because I’m naive enough to think it means anything for me, but because Brandon is such a punchable fucking idiot, and definitely not good enough for Jasmine. “Oh,” is what I say. “Did you not have a good time?”

She finally looks at me. “I left because of you, Syd.”

Fuck. “Jasmine, I’m so fucking sorry. I never should’ve-”

“Stop,” she says, and I do. “I left because I realized you were right. I don’t like Brandon.” She lets out a shaky laugh. Her eyes are brimming with tears. “It probably shouldn’t have taken you kissing me to realize it, but… Yeah, well, I’m an idiot.”

My heart and brain seem to have made a collective decision to stop functioning. I stare at her, not sure if any of this is really happening. Maybe I’m misinterpreting what she is saying. Yeah, that seems like the only logical-

My half-panicked thoughts are cut off by Jasmine leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. She is still teary-eyed, but she is also smiling softly as she moves close enough that our shoulders are touching. “I don’t think I even like guys at all,” she whispers. “And… well. I’m pretty sure I like you. A lot.”

She is looking at me expectantly, but I am stunned into silence. My brain short-circuited long ago and left me useless and unable to do anything other than stare at her in disbelief.

“Syd.” She nudges me with her shoulder. “Please say something, I am freaking out over here!”

“Shit. Yeah. Sorry.” I shake my head, slowly kicking myself back into action. “I like you a lot too. But I probably made that pretty obvious earlier, didn’t I?” I chuckle nervously, meeting her eyes. My heart is still going haywire, has been since she fucking kissed me. I don’t think I’ve fully processed that yet. “Sorry, this is… a lot.”

Jasmine grins. “Yeah, tell me about it. Twelve hours ago I thought I was the straightest person ever and that I liked Brandon? And now it turns out I’ve been a lesbian the whole time! God, that feels weird to say, but… Also like such a relief? Like part of me has known for way longer.”

I almost don’t have the courage to do it, but I reach out and take her hand. Our fingers interlock. When she puts her head on my shoulder, I almost start to tense up, out of habit I guess, but I tell myself to relax.

The moment feels so precious, so uniquely ours, that I’m afraid I’ll ruin it if I speak. So I close my eyes and savour the way Jasmine’s soft body is pressed against mine, and I pray that this moment never ends.

#full discloser: halfway thru writing this i realized it has a lot of similarities to the series 'i am not okay with this'#i promise no similarities are intentional!#original writing #queer fiction #lgbt fiction #short story #lesbian #lesbians #lgbtq+#writing #writeblr #queer #queer short story #comphet #wlw #i rly hope i didnt accidentally call brandon 'brad' somewhere in this asdfgh i did that while writing oops

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laufire · 3 years

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Supernatural s1

my dash: decries Supernatural every five posts.

me: time to watch it seriously for the first time in my life.

-First thing first: it’s an amazingly well-crafted season of tv. I’m a character-focused watcher, not a plot-focused one; I never connected emotionally to the Winchesters (still haven’t and likely never will, as interesting I might find them as character constructs), so I feared I’d be bored and would want to skip scenes. Nuh huh. I was many things, but none of them were bored xDD. Each episode was a lesson in good pacing and the entire season another in proper build-up. There are one or two or a few dozen tv-writers I would like to show it to, ngl.

-Another thing it excelled at was in its portrayal in abusive family dynamics. The way Dean went mellow and so unlike himself when John gave an order (and what a SHOCK it is in the later episodes when he finally stands up to him!!). How Sam said HE would apologize to his father when they saw each other again, or how he made apologies for his father because “it could have been worse” (at least John didn’t beat them up, like it happened to that poor kid!). John showing Sam more “““respect””” (as far as he’s able at least) simply because Sam already proved he’s capable of leaving him; the way John controls the information he gives them and when and how and how much and how small they feel when they reunite with him. Dean knowing his father had been possessed by a demon because it wasn’t reprimanding him and belittling him. Dean’s psychic shapeshifter (?) expressing his resentment towards Sam for getting to escape. Dean’s quickness to resort to violence when Sam says something that makes him angry, or how he tries to severe ties between Sam and his college friends, or how he guilt trips him when Sam says he plans on returning to his studies, or how he minimizes Sam’s experiences with John or how Sam criticizes Dean’s compliance... (I don’t think Dean’s being consciously manipulative. I think it’s intuitive. Which is far, far scarier. He’s the Elena Gilbert of Supernatural and a walking red flag for controlling behavior). How it’s paired with ~honeymoon periods. The way they use the families around them to highlight their issues. It’s... chilling and terrifying and I can’t look away. I won’t get into the shit John pulls in 2x01 because that’s for the s2 POV, but oh my god I’m so happy he’s dead.

I wasn’t all that sure of how self-aware the creators were about this trend (especially because of how centralized and validated Dean’s POV is in his conflicts with Sam IMO. OTOH... characters like Dean and actors like Ackles are the type to take over a show by charisma alone tbf. The way he swoops in in the pilot and starts disrupting everything, including Sam’s relationship, reminding me of both Angel in BTVS and Chuck in Gossip Girl, Doylist-wise. This comparison is going to make sense to like three people I talk with regularly xDD). At least on early seasons, since certain spoilers about the later ones make me think it grew over time. I’m still unsure but I think they are a little self-aware because of this quote:

Eric Kripke said of Buffy: “I loved ‘Hush’ and ‘Once More, With Feeling,’ but overall, Buffy really taught me about effectively using metaphor in genre. For Buffy, it was ‘high school is hell (literally),’ and Joss Whedon did such a masterful job of grounding his horror and fantasy concepts in this notion, and ultimately telling allegories about high school, which turned what could’ve been B-Movie material into an all-time classic. I used that same philosophy on my run of Supernatural, with the mantra ‘family is hell (literally),’ and always grounded my horror episodes around the notion of families, to the show’s benefit. So thanks, Joss Whedon. I owe you a beer. (Credit: The WB)

everyone wants to be Buffy lol.

-My absolute favourite thing was how competent the Winchesters are (I’m even reluctantly including John here. That bastard). They’re sneaky with local authorities, crafty about fake IDs, credit scams, research abilities, DIY supernatural detectors xDD... I loved the lack of an audience proxy, the fact that the story throws you into the deep end with people that already know their shit. And that the other side is competent too, like when Meg & YED’s plan to trap John relied on the Winchester being competent; on Sam immediately going into the defensive because, what are the chances of finding that cute weird girl a second time, miles away?; on John suspecting it was a trap and only revealing himself after Meg appears to be dead... Another scene that I loved in that sense, from 2x01 (I watched until 2x03, I wanted to see Sterling K. Brown’s first appearance lol) was how upon discovering Reapers are shapeshifters, Dean immediately knew that cute ghost he’d befriended was the one after him. I get the feeling this aspect will get lost in future season and it’s a pity, tbh.

-Related to that, some of my favourite moments: Sam straight up bribing a guy to get into the morgue when Dean’s arguments are failing (with Dean’s money!); Dean’s plan of “well, if this guy is haunting the house and there’s no other way to kill him, we burn the house. No house no haunting”; Dean telling that kid to fake appendicitis to get his parents out of the house; John blessing the tank of water knowing he’s walking into a trap with demons... I dig this stuff.

-I get whiplash sometimes, with the show making a point of (very briefly) telling you racism, homophobia or pro-life attitudes are Bad(TM) and the brothers are Against them (the Racist Truck episode, the one where a woman used a Reaper to exchange “virtuous” lives for those of sinners...), when the rest of the show is err... what it is lol. Dean is toxic masculinity’s poster boy (I was so disgusted by how he acted with Jess omfg), in s2 we don’t get the monsters’ perspective on hunters until we’ve conveniently met our first black one (I love the episode AND the character but it’s fucking true)...

-I need to make a note of paying attention to the writers credits/Bts stuff because I find this show’s progression fascinating on a metatextual level. The only problem is that audience reaction seems to have played a big role (which is a problem on one or two different levels imo xD), and tracking that down is sliiiiightly more difficult lol. Oh well (I don’t even think I want to see too much of this fandom, even to satisfy my curiosity. Some of the glimpses I’ve caught of it are disturbing to the extreme).

-The detail about dead people’s blood being toxic to vampires is SO COOL OMG. I’m tempted to steal it xD

Some random stuff:

-The monsters of the week were some legit creepy stuff.

-I love that Meg has her own hellhounds. Is that still a thing when she returns?

-Dean: you and dad are reckless and I’m going to have to be the one that buries you. / Me, with the power of foresight: 👀

-Also Dean: sometimes it scares me how good I am at killing. / Me: it scares the shit out of me how good you are at killing, too, fam.

-I get the impression Sam loses his demonic-in-origin powers later on, right? What a waste, I love those.

-I’m pretty sure at one point it’s implied John used Dean to honeytrap monsters (when he sends him as a trap for the lady vampire that stole the Colt) and I really don’t know what to do with this information.

-Cassie was GORGEOUS and even make Dean likeable for me while they lasted xDD. But given this show’s track record I’m considering the lack of more appearances a blessing.

-So many guest stars. Everyone’s been on SPN. Especially if they were on the Buffyverse first (I totally get the impulse of casting Buffy actor after Buffy actor lmfao).

-Funny how Luther Hargreeves is exactly who a lot of fans think Dean was (Dean is far, far colder imo), and yet one is constantly called pathetic and evil and the other woobified. Very Funny Indeed *coughs* (funnier still that the character I often see Dean compared to is Wynonna Earp when the parallels are kids-pool deep at best and offensive at worst. Dean is not a Wynonna. Again, Dean is an Elena Gilbert xDD).

-The two paranormal investigators were dumb as rocks, but their motto was “What Would Buffy Do” so I like them (if they ever change that to What Would the Winchesters Do or something like that I’m going to be furious lmao).

-When I want to ~chill I dress about exactly like Dean (minus the flannel I’ve seen in later seasons, you can’t pay me to wear flannel). Like, I think I have a couple of shirts that look exactly like ones of his. I don’t know how I feel about this xDD

-IDK how I’ll feel about Bobby later on (I get the impression every long-term character on this show has their hateful phases xD), but in his introduction he said the last time he saw John he threatened to shoot him (“he causes that reaction in people”), so he’s so far the most relatable character around lol.

#talking to the void #my thoughts #spn thoughts #the writing tm #sam winchester #dean winchester #john winchester #and others #abuse mention cw #here be negativity warning lol #spn s1 #the winchesters get to have a tag I GUESS

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marvels-writings · 4 years

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Could you please do one with Maria Hill x reader. Reader is an agent and constantly gets on Maria's nerves and teases her during training etc. Everyone thinks they hate each other until Maria gets hurt on a mission and ends up in a coma. Reader is super worried and risks herself to save Maria then refuses to leave her side. Turns out reader was being annoying because she didn't know how to act around Maria. Thank you! ☺

Done Falling Yet (Part 1)

A/N: This is probably going to be a series ngl, also im writing to relieve stress from exams. And i made it weird by making it the reader is just funny and sassy (totally not a self insert) at the WORST TIMES.

“Done falling yet Maria?” You asked, leaning on the doorway as you watched Natasha spar with Maria.

Maria just fell to the ground again, for about the fifth time you’d been watching her. She glared at you, then at Steve and ignored you as she got up.

Steve wore his usual t-shirt which was two sizes too small and grey sweatpants which were also a bit small for him. It honestly shouldn’t be that hard to find decently sized clothing.

Maria wore a tight navy blue tank top with thick straps with navy blue and back striped leggings. And looked much better than Steve in tight clothes.

You were wearing your fav/color sports bra and high waisted black leggings with a Stark Labs sports towel slung over your shoulder, a sports water bottle in your hand.

“y/l/n, can’t just stand there,” Steve said, you almost groaned as you knew what he was going to say next. “You want to take my place?”

“Sure.” You replied, walking towards the mat. Steve walked out, after… winking at Maria? You set your things down on the bench which lined the side wall and stood on the mat, taking a fighting stance.

After sparring for about 10 minutes, you’d knocked Maria down maybe 2 times, and Maria had knocked you down 5, now 6. She had you pinned down, one hand holding two of yours above your head, her knees on top of your thighs and breathing heavily. You could feel her breath on your face as you tried to escape the pin.

“Tired of falling yet?” She mocked you, leaning her head away to look into your eyes with her dazzling blue ones. You struggled slightly to try to get free of the hold, didn’t really work, Maria just ended up leaning closer.

You looked up and glared at her, unsure of what to do, you’d expect after pinning you, she would get off. But she didn’t?

“Alright that’s enough sexual tension for today!” Tony yelled.

Maria hurried to scramble off of you, leaving you there, panting, embarrassed and with a prominent blush. Maria got up faster than you did, then held out a hand for you to take. After glaring at stark, you took her hand to pull yourself up.

“What happened Stark?” You asked, still working on processing the comment from earlier.

“Fury has a mission for you two.” He stated, then smirked and started walking out.

You had enough of the strange smirks and winks to you and Maria and rushed up to him to ask him about the mission and the weird signs.

“Wait the two of us?” you asked after catching up to him, you heard Maria sigh then walk up next to you, her arms crossed as she glared at Stark.

“Yeah, Fury wanted his two best agents on it.” He said, then walked off.

“Wait aren’t Nat and Clint his go-to though?” You yelled after him, he ignore you and walked away.

“What are you scared?” Maria joked, you turned to glare at her. She had this weird smirk on her face which you couldn’t help but smile back at.

“A little,” You confessed, then remarked. “Only because of my partner though.”

Maria feigned being hurt, her mouth opening in fake shock. You laughed, then said your goodbyes to change then go to mission briefing.

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“I have full rights to be scared of this mission Hill.” You muttered, heading out of the briefing room.

The mission was to infiltrate a rather small HYDRA base, it should take a couple of superheroes and maybe an agent or two. Not just two agents who the entire team claims are crushing on each other.

“Don’t worry,” She comforted, then commented. “Your partner would be fine at least.”

You punched her lightly in the shoulder, she giggled at your response. Wait, Maria Hill giggles…? This is new.

“Did my partner just giggle?” You accused playfully, a careless smile on your face.

“You’re so annoying.” Maria said jokingly, knowing you didn’t take it as an offense.

“Oh I KNOW,” You joked, then added. “Many people still like and tolerate me somehow”

Maria just smiled at you, then shook her head slightly without replying. You let it go, walking back to your room with some mindless banter.

As much as you loved bantering with her like this, you noticed Maria’s cheeks turning slightly more pink than usual. You considered pointing it out, then deciding not to point out your crush is blushing during a small argument.

This mission was going to be harder than you thought, not just because of the whole mission, but because of your partner in crime.

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It was much harder than either of you thought it could ever be, not just because of your partner and the awkward tension, but because you’d been caught infiltrating the base. Now, there were about 10 HYDRA agents chasing you and Maria out of the building, a building about to fall, and you had a headache.

The headache wasn’t the most important thing, but you thought it was still important as you complained about it while running from the HYDRA agents.

“All I’m saying is I could seriously use some aspirin right now.” You complained, out of breath as the two of you hid behind the almost falling apart building.

“We could die and the first thing on your mind is aspirin?” Maria asked, almost yelling as she turned to look at you. She was clearly annoyed and pissed off at you.

You shrugged, Maria smiled and chuckled slightly to herself at you, before turning around to see if they were still following her. When she saw they weren’t, she indicated you to follow her. Neither of you noticed the agent right around the corner.

“DUCK!” You screamed, pushing Maria forward and out of the falling building, taking the hit to your head instead. You fell to the ground after the hit, not unconscious, just stunned.

Maria quickly turned around and saw what happened, you heard her sigh and knock the guy out as you rubbed your head, sitting up.

“That makes my headache so much better.” You complained, Maria glared at you, then started scolding you.

You weren’t really paying attention, might be the headache, but probably the fact you saw one of the main pillars of the falling building give you. You grabbed her hand, then started running out, not noticing she was too far behind you.

Even though it happened faster than you could process, it felt like it was happening in slow motion. The last pillar right next to Maria gave out, causing a large block of concrete to fly out and hit her head, hard. She fell limp to the ground instantly.

A/N: I actually really liked writing this instead of studying for exams. So feedback is amazing! Like honestly, any and all comments literally make my day, thanks!

Part 2

Part 3

#avengers #avengers x you #avengers x reader #avengers one shot #maria hill #maria hill x you #maria hill x reader #maria hill one shot #maria hill x female reader #my writing #my fic

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wongiemei · 4 years

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Roommate!Jeno

a/n: maybe i should just turn this blog into an nct dream one

okay

letsgetit!

first of all,

story time!

your uni is fucking expensive and it’s more expensive if you live in the grounds

so you being the wise human,

you went to get an apartment near the campus

it was great and all since roommate!jaemin was paying for his stuff

you were both living respectively until he had to leave

the dumbass didnt even bother to tell you

one morning you just woke up and found his note

‘hey bitch! figured you were too much of a rock to wake up but i moved out! the family wants me to go back home and tend the restaurant’

the whole day yesterday, you were working

bc,,, yknow

broke college life

and you just walked in half asleep towards your room and fell asleep

so you didnt really see or notice

but were you freaking out bc your roommate suddenly moved out?

ofc you were freaking out

not only was your roommate gone,

how were you going to find a new one?!

jaemin expected your phone call that afternoon and he endured through all your screaming

‘babe, i’m just going to be gone for a year-or two’

‘oR tWO?!’

‘hun, my dad’s injured and his back can only let him do so much. ma’s working too much and i dont have any siblings to help. i figured i could just hold off college until my parents are ready’

ugh, jaemin is such a family boy

‘but jaems! you couldnt have at least told me that yOu wERe mOvING OuT?! and! rent is due soon! i can’t pay for that myself!’

jaemin couldve easily told you to warn yoy

but he didn’t want to tell you bc he couldnt handle you sad and didnt want to upset you

however, now jaemin really understands how shitty that move was

‘tell you what. i’ll pay for this month and make a few phone calls and i’ll get you set up with a new roommate, deal?’

knowing how much of a social butterfly he was, you agreed

ofc you trusted jaemin but part of you feared that he might pair you up with a freak

but he’s not that mean, is he?

you can definitely see renjun doing that but not jaemin

so there you are,,

sitting on your couch alone

without jaemin, your apartment felt really empty

its been a few days since he moved and you were miserable

jaemin hasn’t even texted you about that potential roommate

just as you were about to call him,,

your doorbell rang

you froze and you looked at the time

it was nearing 11 at night and you don’t remember ordering delivery

see,,

if jaemin was here,

he would answer it for you since you would be too scared to do it

but you mustered up your courage and peeped through the peep hole

the man was dressed in all black with a black mask and a black cap with his hood over it with a black hoodie and black pants

ngl, you were terrified and trembling

he rang it again and you jumped

typing out a quick text to jaemin saying ‘hey bub, if i don’t text you in an hour, that means ive been kidnapped so call the police’

you grabbed a pan from the cupboard and gulped before you opened the door

thinking he would just walk forward and grab you, you closed your eyes and raised your pan over your head and swung

a shriek from in front of you made your eyes snap open and found the guy on the floor with a fetal position

you both just froze for like a phat minute

snapping back to reality, you held the pan in front of you

‘if youre going to kidnap me, i got a pan and im not afraid to hit you with it!’

you tried to sound intimidating but your voice was shaking so much

the guy stood up and he took off his hat and the mask to reveal a blonde haired kid

okay, so you were sHOokETh

damn! this boy is fine!

he gave you a shaky smile and held out his hand

‘hi! i’m lee jeno! you must be y/n? jaemin told me you had an opening for a roommate?’

now you noticed the two duffle bags at the side

the embaressment and the shame settled in slowly and you found yourself burning up

nodding, you motioned him to come in

jeno awkwardly walked in and was amazed at how big the layout was with the low rent

‘yea, its kinda hard to believe that we only pay that much. at first i thought there was a ghost in here and that’s why its so cheap’

you tried to make small conversation but laughed weirdly at jeno’s slightly terrified face

‘no! there really is not ghost here! ive lived here for a year and there hasnt been anything so please dont understand! please be my roommate!’

you begged and jeno thought you were weird

but jaemin was right, you were weirdly adorable in a way

so that’s how you and jeno became apartment buddies!

now onto the good stuff!

so, jeno is a vv clean guy

like he’s the type to just pick up a wrapper in the street and throw it in the garbage

so naturally, he likes to keep the apartment as tidy and neat as possible

but you being a mess you are,

you usually leave a lot of things everywhere

lets just say you have a short memory

‘oh? how did that get there?’

eventually, jeno gets sick of it and he confronts you with it

ofc you understand and you actually try to be better

since jeno is literally the most perfect roommate

maybe even better than jaemin

(but don’t tell him that)

jeno is the type to re-stock the pantry with snacks and the fridge with ice cream

since youre both college students, ramen is practically always available in the house 24/7

he also makes the coffee every morning since he works early and wakes up first

even though he doesn’t like the drink and prefers milk, he still notices how you survive off of coffee

babie likes to pick you up some iced americano while he gets a frappe

you on the other hand,,

you’re very surprised

when you got to bed after showing jeno around,

you messaged jaemin

ofc he was worried af and was blowing up your phone

‘WHAT?!’

‘bitch answer the damn phone!’

‘whatthe fuck is happening?!’

‘i need to know if you’re still alive!’

‘oh fuck i shouldnt have moved out’

smiling softly at how worried he was, you responded to him

‘you hoe, it hasnt been an hour yet so chillax. i’m alive, unfortunately, and i just met my new roommate. again, thanks for the heads-up. youre so bad at those. i literally thought he was a burgular or a kidnapper. but he seems chill and emo. just my type.’

but jeno is F A R from C H I L L

oh my goodness,,

hes a crackhead

theres this sound he makes when he’s confused and you couldnt figure out if its cute or weird or if he’s doing this on purpose or thats just how he is

you and him basically communicate with memes

sometimes, at the weird hours at night, he sends you a dumbass meme

you cant help but snort

also, you promised to take jaemin out to dinner to repay him for the great roommate

‘hes literally one of the best people youll ever meet. it just so happen he needed a place to sleep. now you owe me’

hes a science major while you were a computer major

he basically brings home weird stuff to analyze and it just hella stinks

but hes considerate enough to actually put it outside

whenever he’s focused, he talks to himself or the thing he’s analyzing

‘okay mr. fishy. your scales are really big and its bigger than average’

its so cute

oof also!

jeno doesnt have a job yet he always makes rent on time with extra money to spare

he even sometimes buys you stuff saying, ‘they reminded me of you’

for your birthday, he bought you a pearl necklace that mustve costed thousands

at first, you thought he was a chaebol or smth

which you wouldve been vv jealous of bc youre a struggling college student who works at the coffee shop

but, you were answered when you caught him walking in half-dazed and half-asleep with cuts all over his face

it was like 2 in the morning and you were pulling an all-nighter for some project and wanted to get a glass of water

but here he is, hood up, lip busted, black eye, cheek cut

you shrieked and ushered him to sit on the dining chair

thinking he got mugged or something, you start drilling him questions

‘hun, if you were beat up, we need to call the police! this is illegal!’

but jeno chuckles and brushes the stray hairs out of your face as you tend to his lip

‘pls dont. if you do, ill be broke and i wont have money to pay rent then i cant be your roommate anymore’

cue confused y/n

‘wUT?’

‘if i dont make money, youll kick me out and youll have to find another roommate. i dont want you to go through that hassle again’

ofc you were flattered that even during this situation, hes still thinking about you

‘how is this making money?!’

‘i cant believe youre oblivious to so many things. i thought for sure youve caught on.’

more confusion

‘eXCUse mE, lEE JEno? since when have you started coming home with all these things in your face?’

you were worried that this wasnt the first time this happened

but if you think hard about it, thats why he always wears his mouth masks and he always has his blonde fringe down and sometimes wears sunglasses even though its cloudy outside

‘ohmygod lee jeno are you in a gang?!’

jeno was shocked that you came to that conclusion but laughed at how adorable you were rn

with your wide eyes and mouth open

‘nah, bro. i box. its the only way i can make easy money.’

‘but,,, why did you hide this from me? if you needed money i couldve helped you’

he looked at you skeptically

‘sis, you could barely afford that muffin the other day’

lee jeno now looked different from the jeno you met the first day

What you thought to be an innocent little squish was a fighter at night

‘yah, can-um-you need to take this off’

you mumbled while tugging on his sweatshirt

he nodded and slipped it off

he explained why he came late when he first moved

‘i had a late night match and yknow,, school and all, i barely had enough time to come'

as you dab the wound, you try to make small talk to distract yourself

‘so,, youve been boxing this whole time?’

you asked, trying not to get distracted to the way his tight shirt clung to him, showing his defined body

there were bruises up and down his arms and his knuckles were busted

‘yea. i have been since senior high. gotta make money, yknow?’

‘but jen, you can work in coffee shops or at local bookstores. its not worth seeing you busted up like this’

your lips trembled at the thought of him being beaten up too hard to the point he gets into a coma

jenos eyes widened at your wobbling lips and he softly cupped your face

‘hey, im okay and ill be fine. you dont have to worry about me. i usually win, anyways’

his confidence made you chuckle

‘i trust you, lee jeno. just make sure to make it home to me every night.’

‘i know you do and i will. always.”

ever since then,

youve become his little caretaker

youve informed jaemin of what hes been doing and he knew but didnt want you to judge him immediately

smh, jaemin really sucks at informing people

but jeno tries to help you keep up

he even sends you texts that hes fighting that night and your little ‘fighting!’ always makes him smile

his manager and friend, chenle, noticed that hes starting to smile more

chenle likes boxing and wants to be a part of it but doesnt want to be hurt

so,, what better to be the manager of his friend

‘yah, hyung. what’s got you giggly today?’

jeno pointed to the screen and giggled at the little good luck gif you sent

his eyes turned to crescents and chenle smirked

‘wah, you like her, don’t you?’

at the mention of ‘like’, his smile dropped and he shook his head

‘no. of course not. shes just a friend.’

chenle being chenle,,

he continues to prod

‘okay. so every night, you make it your priority to make sure you’re home by 2 in the morning for your friend’

smh, chenle youre so annoying

but hes so right

ever since you caught him,

hes been making sure he gets home at the same time

he sends you a text that hes on his way and you set your ringtone at a very high volume so you wake up and take care of him

during fights, he makes it his sole mission to make out of this alive and a winner for you

but that never crossed his mind as his feelings for you

he just thought of it as making you not worry for him

but then, he starts to think about your stupid little habits

the way you make this face whenever you dont understand

or when you still leave little post-it notes everywhere with ideas you come up with

he noticed it all and he loves them

‘hOLy ShIT!’

that night was when he realized his feelings for you and he was so dedicated on finishing it that he quickly won and he dashed home with his money

bursting through the door, you looked at him with wide and startled eyes

‘what’s wrong?’

you came running but he scooped you up to a hug

ok you were confused but relieved that he was home and alright

jeno looked at your face and wanted to confess but chickened out at the sight of you

you were so good to him and honestly, he doesnt deserve you

(his thoughts, not mine)

‘i-i’

he stuttered and you motioned him to continue

‘i won!’

he shouted and you congratulated him, even though he literally won all the time

guiding him to the chair, you began to dab his cuts

(dab that bitch)

‘im starting to think that your opponents either really suck or youre like the god of boxing’

he didnt know how to take that but blushed red at the mention of him being a ‘god of boxing’

‘nah, im just good’

you eyed him and smiled

he continued to watch you heal him and inspected your face

heavy eyebags and sunken cheeks, it mustve been a long night

he felt a pang in his chest thinking that you push your stuff away just to help him

‘you dont have to keep doing this for me, yknow’

you halt and look at him seriously

‘i know i dont. but i cant sleep at night thinking youre in pain and alone when i can be there for you’

even though he just realized it, jeno was pretty sure he fell in love with you a long time ago

but if it was possible, he fell in love with you even more

‘thank you’

his soft voice filled the silence and you vowed that you will always be there for him whenever he needs help

a few days later, jeno hasnt been to a fight

sure you were worried at what was going on in his head but partly relieved that you dont have to see him so battered anymore

but this was so un-jeno

just as you were about to talk to him about it, he announces he got a job at the bookstore down the street

‘huh? i thought you didnt want to work’

you question while he looked sheepish

‘i realized that i was starting to become a burden since you take care of me every time. so i thought i should quit and get a regular job. besides, it doesnt hurt as much’

he laughed but you didnt react

‘lee jeno, you gave up boxing and the money,,, for me?’

he nervously looked up at you and you noticed the redness of his cheeks

‘i-well-if you put it that way’

‘listen to me, im flattered and i truly love that you dont want to get beaten up anymore. but i dont want you to quit something you like because of me'

‘but you always take care of me and push your priorities away to clean me up. i dont do anything in return and i dont think its fair!’

he argued and a soft smile crept up your face

‘yah, lee jeno'

your voice became a whisper

‘it doesnt matter to me if you dont do anything in return bc i dont see this as a favor. you are mine to take care of and i will do anything for you, you understand that?’

he looked at you in shock after hearing your response

he also turned red at the mention of him being yours

‘so-but-i dont think-'

he stutters but you place your hands on his arms making him stop

‘all i ask is you to come back home, to come back to me'

by now, yall were blushing

even though it might not sound like it,

but yall just indirectly confessed to each other

yall stared at the ground and jeno looks up, biting his lip

‘hey, y/n, can i make it up to you with some coffee?’

your head darted up and looked at him with wide eyes

‘like-like a date?’

it came out suddenly and you stepped back in surprise, cursing yourself

but jeno chuckled, eyes scrunching cutely

‘it'll be one of many'

lmao i didnt really like this but i made it at 2 in the morning and i kinda like boxer!jeno

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buttercookie-art · 5 years

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Disclaimer: I’m just a fan. Not a critic or a reporter, this is not my job.

I liked it, that doesn’t come as a surprise. It’s a fresh start after Endgame. I don’t have any pros and cons, really. All I want to talk about it’s spoiler and I can’t articulate without ruining the movie for the ones who haven’t seen it yet. It got released in Italy today, so I guess there are a lot more people who haven’t seen it yet who deserve to enjoy it as much as the others did. I don’t really recommend it for those who are sensible at lights, there’s a lot of flashing. For the arachnophobic peanuts out there: there’s a scene in a battle after Prague with a very close close-up of a spider, beware.

On the movie, without spoilers: it’s still fresh and young as the first movie, we see what happened after Tony’s snap and the consequences of it all. Teens are still teens, but this time on vacation. Overseas. It’s a holiday trip teen movie with a heavy “we’ve been hijacked by Nick Fury” twist. If you’re a teen, you’ll relate. If you’re past your teen years, you’ll definitely relate too! I mean, I took one (1) school trip in all my life and those things happened to me and my school mates too. Unfortunately not the Nick Fury’s related ones. There are two post credit scenes. Both will blow your mind. Especially if you’ve read some comics or did some research in the past years ;)

Spoilers under the cut

Now, moving on the spoiler-y section (I took some notes, so it will be in order):

That powerpoint presentation with the fallen ones and I will always love you. Guys, I was choking back tears and laughter.

Idk about the other Country’s songs, but the Italian ones… Well, they were Italians but I’ve never listened to them before. I’d guess and say the second one was from Venice’s traditions, but I’m not really sure. Any Venetian who can confirm or deny??

Boh. Michelle learns it while in Venice. She says two things about its use: it could mean I don’t know and/or piss off. Wrong. Boh, means I don’t know. The piss off part was invented.

A thought about Peter trying to glue everything back in Venice: he did more than Government and Unesco to preserve the art and architecture lol

Beck mentioning Earth 616 got me flipping. Also, it confirmed he was on the bad side from the very beginning, I found it clever. Not that I walked in the theatre with doubts about it

Continuing on Beck, his back story is very good. I can totally understand his motifs. I’m actually impressed with Sony and Marvel. Good job guys. I had some fears about it, ngl

Can we talk about the prison scene for a hot second? Hooligans or mere Netherlands nt supporters taking care of him? Giving him their shirt? Making Tom Holland wear a Holland jersey? I call this Pun service.

We’re going to replace #GiveTonyStarkabreak with #GivePeterParkerABreak, aren’t we?

I love Led Zeppelin. I wanted to smack him, but I was emotional.

Peter realising/knowing he can’t be the next Iron-Man because he is his own person/hero cleared my skin and watered my crops. I’ve been living on the edge thinking about Sony-Marvel screwing his character even more.

I have a love-hate relationship with Tony/Peter parallels, tbh

Happy has completely taken on his role as babysitter. One might even dare to say he’s a Steve Harrington 2.0. His relationship with May is cute, I like it better than May/JJJ ;)

We finALLY GOT SPIDER-MENACE AND J JONAH JAMESON!!!

JK Simmons playing J Jonah Jameson. My personal Marvel fan cast has happened. Not just mine, because I’ve seen other people dream about it too. I can’t believe it’s real. Someone pinch me. (Edit: I re-read this point and it looks like JK Simmons has never played JJJ before lol. What I mean is: I’m happy he reprised the role in the MCU, since I couldn’t think of anyone else to portray the character)

Everyone now knows who Spider-man really is. Like, at the end of the movie, with that voiceover, I thought we were going to get the infamous Civil War reveal (they had teased us at May’s party) so I knew it was coming… but like this? Almost utter shock.

Maria and Nick were Kree all along. Which explains why they felt a bit off, I even wrote I didn’t like how stupid and naive Fury acted in my notes. Happy there was an explanation at the end of the movie and not after it.

The actual Nick Fury is working on a Kree ship, in space… I guess the rumours about phase four being set mainly in space is confirmed.

Edit: I came down from cloud nine and wanted to talk about a few more things

Peter: home boi got good character development, but it came to a “cost”. We don’t really see his nerdy side, except for Nick/Thalos mentioning his love for pop culture, him getting excited about the multiverse and making his new suit. I wish we could see more of it, maybe in the next movie? But I doubt it.

Michelle: if I had my doubts during Homecoming, now I have none. It’s still pretty weird that everyone calls her MJ, because she’s not. Mary Jane has always been that character portraited has the most beautiful and popular among the others. The angelic one. With a strong feminine look. Michelle is none of it. And I adore it. She likes things that are considered weird, wears dark clothes and Peter falls for her not for how she looks, but how she is. I’m very happy with how they have written her. Finally, a character played by a woman who it’s not portrayed as the “femme fatale” nor the “strong woman tm”. She just a normal kid, with her own sense of humour and her own interests.

Ned: There’s not enough. He has a few interactions with Peter and that’s it. I know that the movie has already a lot to show, but I really missed them together, plotting and getting in trouble

Zombies: one of Mysterio’s illusions was Tony’s grave from which an Iron Man zombie crawled out from. It was a great easter egg. And... maybe will see more of it in one of the Marvel’s What/Ifs?

Tony hate: second movie, second villain who turned bad because Tony Stark was a billionaire asshole. It makes sense, don’t get me wrong, they’re written very well but... I wonder for how long they can keep going now that he’s dead. I liked how they played this card, though. Lately, Tony’s has been portrayed as this good Samaritan guy only. Forgetting that he has his issues too, which they weren’t just mental health related. It was a good reminder.

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cipriss · 6 years

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BTS Reaction ▾ Their SO being harassed by a ‘fan’

Warnings: Swearing. ngl I kinda cringed at some parts (because ??? I felt uneasy?), use of derogatory term towards the reader.

Jin:

You knew that it wasn’t the smartest choice to pull down your face mask but you weren’t thinking too much about it. Jin even pointed out that people might recognize you but you didn’t mind since you guys were about to leave the mall after finishing your food anyways. But you really should learn to trust your gut instinct. As you both walked out towards the indoor parking space, you were suddenly flocked by a small group of paparazzi along with some other girls and boys. No doubt Jin’s fans. You’re sure the whereabouts of your little outing with Jin was already circulating.

Usually, a crowd this small was supposed to be harmless. You would just walk into your car and wait for Jin to come soon. But as you left Jin’s hand to silently walk back to the car, another hand gripped your wrist and you brought your attention to the girl in front of you.

She looked young, but holy shit if her grip wasn’t strong. “Excuse me, that’s my hand.”

“You think I’m blind. I know it’s your hand.” She scoffed. You were taken aback by her rude behavior. You never expected to encounter something like this, at least not right next to Jin.

You’re not even sure if he saw it maybe he was busy with trying to interact with the other fans but you turned to him and you could see him clench his jaw before silently separating her hand from your wrist. “She’s older than you. Respect her. What gives you the right to touch her like that?”

“Wait, Jin,” You placed a hand on his chest to pacify him. You know he’s not one to lose his cool like this but you;’re done taking chances for the night.

He took one glance at you and gently intertwined your fingers with his. “I would appreciate if you refrained from hurting her. Or anyone I care for.” He ended before pushing through the crowd and walking a fast and steady pace back to your car.

You silently got in the driver seat. “I’ll drive. You’re too angry to be driving.” Jin didn’t argue as he nodded and only got into the passenger side and sighed after fastening his seatbelt. “Don’t dwell too much on what just happened okay?” You tried to reassure him. This incident was probably eating him inside out at the moment.

You pulled out of the car park, careful of the small crowd still standing close to the car.

As soon as you pulled out of the parking space and entered the main road Jin let out a loud groan and looked at you. “Does this happen when I’m not around?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, still keeping your eyes on the road as you shook your head. “It was the first time actually. That’s why I got so stunned. Plus, it wasn’t anything too much Jin.”

“But that happened right in front of me! I don’t even want to imagine what would’ve happened if I wasn’t there.”

You sighed and threw him a worried glance. “You don’t have to because it hasn’t happened and it won’t. Your fans aren’t all like that. You know that Jin.”

He bit his lip as he kept his eyes on your face. “I know…” He breathed out a slow breath. “But next time we’re out to a public place like malls and stuff, you’re not taking off your mask. And maybe we should both start wearing caps.” He listed off.

You let out a small laugh. “Slow down there. Would you rather I wear a trash bag too?”

“I don’t see why not. I’m sure we both could pull it off.” he quipped right back. At least the mood wasn’t thick anymore. He smiled at you affectionately. “But really, we should be more precautious from now on. Whether I’m with you or not. Okay?”

You nodded in agreement. It wasn’t a lot he was asking for and you’re glad he was still giving you the choice. “We’ll be safer next time.” You stopped at a red light and finally let yourself turn to him and give him a reassuring smile and took his hand closest to you in your smaller ones. “It won’t happen again.”

Yoongi:

You were right outside a restaurant waiting for Yoongi to come back out after having paid for the bill. You needed fresh air so you thought it better to wait outside. You started to wonder what was taking Yoongi so long to come back out when a small tap on your shoulder made you whirl around.

“Hey, are you (Y/N)?” A woman about your age asked. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion but maintained a smile on your face.

“Uhm, yeah.” You turned your entire body towards her and she smiled wide.

“Ah, I was wondering why you're alone! Are you here with Yoongi?”

You thought it weird that she easily talked to you as if she knew you. “Uh, I’m actually-”

“Soo-Ah! What’re you doing talking to her?” Another woman interrupted the both of your forehead creased in confusion as to why she just referred to you with so much malcontent.

The first girl in front of you looked at her friend with wide eyes before trying to hide it. “You’re right. We should just go.”

But suddenly the second girl didn’t want to listen. She stood in front of you and squinted her eyes at you and scoffed lightly. You’re not sure if it was at you or her friend. “What does he see in you?”

“Excuse me?” You blinked hard.

“Yoongi. I don’t get it.”

You stuck your tongue in your cheek as to not say something you’d regret and just shrugged. “It must be something you’re lacking then.” Welp. So much for not wanting to say the wrong thing.

She looked genuinely offended and she gasped. She looked so scandalized you almost wanted to laugh but at this moment you only wanted to de-escalate the situation. You didn’t even have time to retract your statement before she looked at you with a clenched jaw and shoved you. “You think you can just say that to me?”

“Sana!” Her friend finally came to her senses and grabbed ‘Sana’.

You dusted off the nonexistent dirt from your shirt before straightening yourself out. At least you kept to your feet.

Opening your mouth to say something, you were cut off yet again, but this time by a familiar voice coming from behind you.

“Hey, what- What the hell?” Yoongi was so pissed he couldn’t even formulate words properly. “What the hell did you just do to here?” He stalked towards the girl but you held him back.

“Yoongi, stop. Let’s just avoid this and go home.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Home, Yoongi. Let’s go.” You turned around and looked at the girl who was still wrapping her hand around her friend’s arm. She only looked at you apologetically. “Please keep your friend away from things like this. It’s a good thing she has someone like you.” She nodded frantically at you while apologizing for her friend’s behavior. “It’s okay. I need to go now.” You threw a glance at the other girl and she looked a little apprehensive about showing her malice. Probably because of Yoongi.

You then took a hold of his hand and led the both of you away from the two girls.

“Why the hell did you not let me talk?”

You looked at him and sighed. He was still mad. “What were you going to do? Yoongi, she wasn’t worth the effort. It’s fine. I don’t mind it.”

Yoongi suddenly stopped and pulled you to the side a little from the passing pedestrians. His mask was still pulled up but you’re sure you’d have to get home soon if you wanted to get there undetected. “She put your hands on you. You have no idea how my blood boils when anyone puts their hands on you like that.”

“But I’m not hurt okay?” You placed a hand on his cheek. “Let’s just go home okay? Things like this happen but we need to pick up and just move on.”

Yoongi let out a deep breath and nodded slowly. “Fine… I’m sorry today was ruined.” He referred your date night. It had taken you guys a long time to get out like this. Both of your schedules being so hectic.

You shook your head and smiled at him. “Hey, all’s well that ends well. We still have Netflix waiting for us at home.”

His cheeks perked up slightly indicating that he was smiling underneath the mask too. “Let’s go then.”

Hoseok:

“You know, I think you should drive and- Oh!” You hadn’t even taken a couple steps outside of the mall’s exit when you were suddenly flocked by people.

Reporters and fan alike had flocked you. But nothing too surprising. You’re just shocked people had found out and not found you both inside.

“Ah… Not today.” Hoseok grabbed your hand and tried to move past the crowd. He couldn’t stay behind especially since he had you to think about. You guys still weren’t public and you still had to insist that you both were just friends.

This would just add fuel to the fire.

People holding the cameras only called for your attention so they could get a better picture of it but the fans really only cared about Hoseok.

You guys had mostly broken free from the crowd since most of them got the memo and stayed back, but you were suddenly yanked away from Hoseok by someone pulling you back by the shirt.

Yelping in surprise you grabbed the arm that was previously holding the hem of your shirt to steady yourself and avoid falling on your back. “What-”

“Are you and him dating?” It was a woman. But she looked annoyed. Not angry. It was as if the possibility of that question being true irked her.

You were frozen in shock at how rude she was being and almost wanted to give her a piece of your mind. “Sorry?”

“You heard what I said.”

You wanted to answer but you were cut off by Hoseok’s voice. “Yah… Are you kidding? Don’t talk to her like that.” He was annoyed but all he did was shoot her a death glare and grab your hand. “Please stop following us. I’m trying to take my friend home. Safely.” And that’s when the remaining girls and reporters backed down as well.

As you were being led away from the crowd, you could hear voices reprimanding the girl who’d pulled you back like that.

You guys got into the car and Hoseok immediately turned to you with worry in his eyes. “Hey, you aren’t hurt right?”

You shook your head and smiled to show him you weren’t experiencing any pain. “Nope. The girl was mean but her strength was lacking.”

Hoseok still looked sullen. “Shit… You shouldn’t have had to go through that.”

You sighed and looked out the window. “It happens Hobi. And that was just a freak incident. Did you not hear the others telling her off?”

Hoseok nodded. “But still. You can’t make excuses for that kind of behavior.”

“Look, it’s fine Hobi. I’m fine. And if it’s any consolation, now the paparazzi are going to be more focused on someone almost assaulting a friend of yours rather than worrying about whether we’re dating or not.”

You regretted your words immediately as you saw Hoseok grimace.

“Oh shit. I didn’t mean it that way-”

“No, you’re right.” Hoseok sighed and looked up at the car’s roof. He stayed silent for a bit and you were still searching for the right words to make him feel better. “We should go public then.”

“What?”

He looked at you and he a lingering smile on his face from the sheer excitement of the thought. “I mean… Don’t you think it’s time? We’ve been dating for a while now and people are already suspecting it so why not? And from what I know, most people are even resigned to the fact that we might be dating.”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you sure? If you say so, I’m completely and utterly on board.”

Now you were excited too. You almost thought you could burst from the giddiness. Without another thought, you leaped across the space between your seats and planted a hard kiss on his lips. The recent incident at the back of your mind as Hoseok’s hands were brought up to your face and pulled you deeper into the kiss.

Namjoon:

Your hand was clasped tightly in the other as you very impatiently waited for Namjoon. He had told you to wait for him in the car but you couldn’t stop yourself. He was worried that you’d be recognized and flocked with people but your mask had effectively hidden your identity from the many people around you. Fans and people with cameras alike.

It would probably be a problem once they got out but the crowd waiting for them was still held off a little further away from the waiting area. You guessed the airport security wanted to make sure the other passengers weren’t inconvenienced in any way.

You had taken to using your phone to distract from the boredom until a sharp gasp and an excited scream brought you out of your little bubble. You looked up to see Jungkook tiredly walk right behind his manager, mask hiding his face.

Multiple shouts around you called for his attention and they only grew once Hoseok trailed in and behind them, the rest of them.

“Joon-ah!” You called for his attention and he only glanced at you before looking back at the ground. You thought maybe he didn’t recognize you until he froze in his spot and looked up again.

“(Y/N)?” You waved at him and pulled your mask down. He widened his eyes but his mouth split into a grin. “What-” He moved closer to you hugged you as best as he could with the railing dividing the both of you still. “I thought I told you to stay in the car?” He pulled back but your hands were still resting on his arms.

“There was no way I was going to do that. I’ve waited two whole months! No more waiting for me.” Namjoon was shaking his head and smiling until a loud voice from behind you burst the bubble you’d formed around yourself.

“Get off him you bitch. We’re trying to take pictures.” You turned around with furrowed eyebrows, slightly annoyed till your eyes landed on one angry face. The boy really had no manners.

You could feel Namjoon tense underneath you and you looked at him. “Joon… Let’s just go.”

You ducked underneath the railing and came to his side, pulling on his arm. “Who the hell was that?” Namjoon wasn’t mad. He was probably more baffled right now. He didn’t know someone, much less a fan, could treat someone like that for such a trivial thing. “I’m sorry you had to hear that baby… You don’t deserve that.”

You shook your head and just led him towards his manager’s car where Jin and Taehyung were waiting as well. “It happened. Whatever. We can’t do anything about it. Let’s just… Forget what happened and enjoy today okay?” You sat inside and greeted the other two before giving Namjoon a reassuring smile. “And I’ve planned for a lot. Something as small as that isn’t going to ruin the date you’re going to experience ahead.”

Namjoon gave you a small smile but you knew he was still a little bummed out from what he had just seen but that’s alright.

You do still have an entire day to convince him.

Jimin:

Your head was ducked down and face free of makeup as you left the doctor’s office with Jimin. It was only a regular checkup and this time Jimin insisted he come along. Mostly because it was one of the rare days where his schedule was mostly free.

“The doctor was the older woman? Then who was the younger one?” Jimin asked. Still kinda weirded out from the visit.

“She was the doctor’s assistant. Kind of like a nurse.” You answered him as you both walked towards your car.

“But she did all the work? I’m sure she did because she spent like… twenty minutes with you alone and the actual doctor only came in for like five minutes before you left?”

You smiled at his cheeks puffed out in confusion and a pout on his lips. “It is what it is Chim… Plus, the doctor isn’t half bad. I personally like her assistant more but I’ll take what I can get.”

You stopped in front of your car and left Jimin’s hand to dig into your jacket pockets for your keys as he went off to the passenger side door. You had a bit of trouble looking for it until a light tap on your shoulder made you turn around.

“Are these your keys?” It was a girl. She was wide-eyed and seemed harmless enough and you smiled at her in relief.

“Oh- I thought I lost those! Thank you-” You tried to take the keys from her but she pulled them back a little.

“Why did you leave with doctor’s office? Are you and Jimin pregnant?” Her eyes were still wide and innocent as if she hadn’t just asked you a private question. You didn’t even answer her until JImin had come out of nowhere and he actually grabbed the keys from her hand which wasn’t that hard as she was too distracted by you.

“Who are you?” You could sense he was trying not to lose his cool as he probably heard what she asked you.

The girl was too starstruck to say anything so Jimin only threw her an indicted squint and turned around to you and motioned for you to get in the car by the passenger side.

You only silently did so and made sure he didn’t say anything rash to her. To your relief, he only got into the driver’s seat before starting the car and pulling off the curb to drive back to your apartment.

It was quiet for a bit but you couldn’t stand it. You knew he was mad and you needed to talk this out. “Jimin?”

He only hummed in acknowledgment.

“You okay?” You asked a little apprehensively.

He sighed and looked at you. “Are you?”

You nodded. It wasn’t that bad. Plus, you could’ve handled it well if it weren’t for the fact that you were just shocked at the fresh-faced girl asking you such a superimposing question. “She was just a young girl. Plus… The question wasn’t that bad.”

“Yeah well, you don’t know her like I do.”

“Wait, what?”

Jimin sighed as he kept his eyes on the road but he really wanted to look at you while he told you this. “She’s just someone that’s been harassing a bunch of the members recently. Yeah, she looks very innocent but it’s really a facade.”

You stayed quiet and furrowed your eyebrows trying to comprehend how that girl could do what Jimin was insinuating she did. “But she’s so young?”

“I know. We thought it was a harmless too but it’s kind of gotten out of hand. She hasn’t made an effort to harass our family or friends but I guess since I was here she just- Gosh… Look. I’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again.”

“Calm down… Chim… I’m more worried about you now. That was one time but you probably had to deal with her plenty of times already. Can’t you do something about it.”

Jimin shook his head. “Not really. Unless we want to file some sort of restraining order against her. None of us are willing at the moment though.”

“Is it something you guys can handle?” You cringe at the fact that you couldn’t offer him more. Your groan cut off his answer. “This is ridiculous. I can’t even make you feel better. I-”

“Don’t blame yourself! Look, things like this happen in our line of work. Sometimes we can control and sometimes we can’t. If it makes you feel better, why don’t I spend the rest of the day at your apartment with you? I do have a small interview to do with Jin hyung but I could ask Taehyung to fill in for me. He told me he could.”

“No, it’s fine. I don’t want to hold you back.”

It’s okay! Plus, I need a break to spend with you anyways. We don’t have to do a lot. Maybe just watch some movies? Cook together?”

You smiled at him and pursed your lips in thought. “Fine. If you’re sure it’s fine.”

“Of course it is Jagi… Once we get home I’ll just call Taehyung and then maybe we could watch a movie?”

“Can we start a show together this time?”

Jimin glanced at you with an amused look “You won’t watch it without me like you did last time?”

“I make no promises.” You quipped and JImin chuckled lightly.

“You’re right. Sorry, I asked you for too much.” You tried to hide the ghost of a smile that was creeping up on your face. At least the girl was pushed to the back of his brain. Your chest didn’t feel that heavy anymore as long as he wasn’t worried about something like her. If spending time with you would do that then it’s even better for you.

Taehyung:

“Jagi! That ride is going to kill me!” You snickered as you gave him a sweet look. “Is that what you want to happen right now?”

“You won’t die baby.” You were trying to get him to agree to come on this ride with you on the Drop Tower. “The ride only lasts a few seconds. You sure you can’t come on without me?”

Taehyung looked up at the tower and cringed. “I’m sorry. I don’t like heights. We can go to the horror mansion after this to make up for it?”

You shook our head. “We better. Stay with me in line then. I’ll get on without you. I need to get a few screams out of my system.” And as soon as you said that and you caught the way his face morphed into that of amusement. You know his mind just went to the dirtiest thought to have at an amusement park. “You know what I mean you dirtbag.”

He shot you a small smirk but didn’t take it further. “Yeah sure. I’ll stay. But holy crap, I’m getting dizzy just looking at the ride.”

“Hey… Look at me then. We’ll just talk till it’s my time to go and when I do, you could get us some ice cream in the meantime?”

It wasn’t long before you had finally gotten off the ride, face fresh and hair completely messed up. The rush of adrenaline was still coursing through you as you spotted Taehyung on the bench right in front of the exit, waiting for you with two cones in hand.

He hadn’t seen you so you took your time in strolling up to. That is until a younger man blocked you. “You’re (Y/N)?”

You tilted your head in confusion at him but you nodded slowly. “Yes..?”

“Why the hell did you come off that ride? Don’t you know Taehyung is afraid of heights?” You blinked at him in surprise and he took that as s a cue to continue. “But looks like he didn’t even get on that ride with you… Are you here with someone else? Are you cheating on-”

“Jagiya! Your ice cream’s melting!” Both your gazes flitted towards Taehyung as he jogged towards you. You’re not sure if he heard what he said, but the smile on his face indicated that he probably didn’t hear anything. “Who is this?”

Taehyung smiled at the man and you shook your head. “Just… Someone.”

“Well, we gotta go though. It was nice meeting you and all but it’s weird that a stranger would walk up to a random person.” Taehyung’s tone was laced with something underneath the kind smile he was looking at the man with.

He gave no one a second’s chance to say anything more as he gave you your cone and grabbed your other hand to lead you away from the man. You only quietly followed until he brought you to table in front of a food stall with fewer people. Both ice creams have long since gone as you lost your appetite and Taehyung had finished his before already.

“You want more food?” You tried to ignore what had just happened, not wanting to upset Taehyung by telling him. Though, as he sat you across from him, you saw his face was flushed angrily. “Taehyung?”

“You shouldn’t pretend you know. I heard what he said.”

You shut your eyes for a moment. So much for not upsetting him. “I was hoping you didn’t.”

“Why?”

“Is it bad that I wanted us to have a nice date today? It was going so well until that happened and I didn’t want to bring your mood down.”

Taehyung shook his head. “I’m upset, but not at today. At him specifically but (Y/N)... You can’t hide things like this. He was so rude and he accused you with no grounds to his accusations.” Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows in worry. “Does… Does this happen often?”

“No!” You said quickly. “No, it doesn’t. This is actually the first time. Your fans acknowledge me from time to time but they’ve never done something like that.”

Taehyung’s eyes searched your face for a hint of a lie but you were honest. Still didn’t make him less upset at the guy though. He sighed as he looked up at the sky with eyes shut closed. “I wish I could do something more than just comfort you right now. Something that could prevent this in the future.”

“Tae,” You placed your hand over his on the table. “I knew what I was getting into when I started dating you okay? I knew it then and I know it now. It’s just something that we’re going to have to come to terms with because we can’t change how other people are.”

He turned his hand and grasped yours. “I know… It just sucks.” He pouted a little with his eyebrows creasing. “Do you want to leave?”

You thought about it for a moment. Well, you had spent a lot of time here and there was nothing left for you to do anyway. “Why don’t we go to a karaoke bar? Just the two of us? We can scream into the mic all we want and hope we don’t get thrown out.”

Taehyung smiled at you and nodded before leaning across the table and placing a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth. “Your singing sounds like screeching anyway.”

You gasped loudly and pushed him off you. “It does not!”

“No, you’re right. It sounds more like a scraping chair. My bad.” You gasped again but this time you got off the chair.

“Fine, I’ll prove to you I can hit notes higher than you can.” He raised his brows at your challenge and mulled it over his head. You’re not daft. You know who’s the clear winner here. But your ego was hurt and it turned you blind. Well, deaf.

“I don’t see why not.” You expected him to have a condescending smirk on his face or even an amused smile. But the adoration swirling in his eyes had you taken aback. He can’t help it though. He’s just glad he can forget that earlier mishap with you. Nothing’s better than that.

Jungkook:

“Jagi, you go on okay? I’ll use the restroom real quick.” You looked at him with tired eyes and nodded as you took his backpack and carried it hanging down your arm.

“Don’t take too long.” Your voice was still hoarse from sleeping the entire eight hours that the flight was in the air for. He’s kinda amazed how you’re still functioning if he’s honest.

He quickly rushed to the washroom and you walked off towards the baggage claim section. You guys didn’t bring a lot. Only one suitcase each so you weren’t too peeved about having to do this alone. You waited for the sight of your familiar baggage with a bored stature as you tried to clear your head of the sleep. You thought you spotted Jungkook’s bag but decided to move closer to get it quicker. As you moved up the line of the conveyor belt, you found an empty spot to grab the suitcase and take it off. “You need help with that?”

You looked behind you but finally managed to lift the suitcase off. What the hell did Jungkook put in here? “Sorry,” you laughed a little breathless as you turned towards them. “Thank you but I managed.” You smiled at the girl and she squinted her eyes at you a little as if trying to figure out whether she knew you or not.

“You… Look familiar.” Your heart sped up a little. Not because you were scared, but because you really didn’t want to be recognized at the airport and inconvenience Jungkook.

“Do I?”

It was then her eyes widened slightly. “Wait, You’re the girl dating Jungkook. What the fuck are you doing here?”

You slightly cringed at her swearing at you but maybe that’s just how she was? “I just got off a flight.” No need to mention Jungkook.

“Holy shit… You’re really traveling around without Jungkook? I knew you guys weren’t really dating.”

“What-”

“Jagi! I found your-” Jungkook’s voice made you whip your head around and sure enough, his arm was dragging your suitcase. “Who’s this?”

You took that as your chance to weasel out of this situation and smiled at him. “She was just helping me with my suitcase. Let’s go?”

He nodded, still a little confused, but there wasn’t a reason for you to lie to him right?

When you were sure you’d gotten out of the line of sight of that girl, you let out a loud sigh of relief. “Woah… You sound like you were holding your breath there.”

“It felt like I was,” you quipped as you spotted an empty chair on a table and took a seat. “Holy shit that girl was ridiculous.”

“Wait… Something happened?” He was worried now. Did the girl do something?

You purse your lips and nod. “Yeah. She asked me these weird imposing questions and to be honest, she was just rude.”

“What did she say?” Jungkook was now sat on the chair across from you and looking at you with worry.

“Something about us not actually dating. Whatever that meant.”

Now, Jungkook was even more confused. “She thinks we’re just faking this?”

You shrugged. “I don’t know. And I don’t care. We’re here for a good time off Jungkook. Let’s just forget this and enjoy the rest of our trip okay?”

Jungkook bit his lip in contemplation as he thought of what to say to you. Partners should comfort each other when one gets upset right? How is Jungkook supposed to do that?

“Are you upset?”

You looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “Not really. I’m probably going to forget about this soon.” You paused. “Are you?”

“Kind of? I don’t like someone treating you this way.” You understand that he wasn’t okay with some like this.

“Hey,” You called for his attention and he looked at you. “This was just a freak incident Kookie. This has never happened before and it won’t happen anytime soon baby.” He nodded but you know he’s still not convinced. “C’mon baby. Let’s go to our hotel room. We need something to get our minds off this.”

He froze lightly and his eyes went wide a little. What was he thinking? “Are you suggesting what I think you are?”

You tried to decipher his words and as soon as it clicked you let out a laugh. It’s amusing how his brain was so scattered. He was worried a second ago and now he’s thinking about sex. Nice. “Kookie oh my- You’re so cute. Let’s just go.” You shook your head as you lifted yourself off the chair and grabbed your own suitcase. You started walking away and Jungkook scrambled behind, almost forgetting his bag.

You guys are still new and young. Discovering things with each other so you’re not trying to blame him. Or yourself to be honest. “Wait! You didn’t say no! Is that a yes?”

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A/N: I apologize if this wasn’t up to the request’s expectations. I’m going to be honest… I wasn’t really very well equipped for this request. Idk why but it felt wrong to write this. I should be more strict with what I accept and what I don’t but since I’d started working on it, I decided to keep going. Hopefully, it’s not as problematic as I felt it was? And I did end up changing a lot of the request so I hope it’s not so bad? Ugh, I’m sorry if this is trash. P.s. I actually cringed so hard at the word bitch that my sister asked me if I was okay. I wasn’t lmao

#BTS Reaction #BTS Reactions #BTS x Reader #BTS Imagine #BTS Imagines #BTS Scenario #BTS Scenarios #Jin x Reader #yoongi x reader #Hoseok x Reader #Namjoon x Reader #Jimin x Reader #Taehyung x Reader #Jungkook x Reader

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