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catchyhuh · 6 months

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LOVE YOUR HEADCANONS SO MUCH YOU ARE SO RIGHT ABOUT ALL OF THEM. very curious, what do you think each of their favorite flowers are? thank you, have a nice day 👍

if there’s one thing i like more than talking for hours on end only semi-comprehensibly, it’s being right about the bullshit i'm talking about! so thank you!! i did no research for this whatsoever! i’ve never actually thought about this before, so i just thought about basic flowers i knew, checked my animal crossing shit, and this is what we have now!

lupin: insists it’s some grandiose shit like some highly symbolic rare orchid or chocolate cosmos but really he just likes forget-me-nots. they’re cute, and he usually favors such intense colors that their soft blue is really eye catching just by NOT being eye catching, if that makes sense. that said he’s kind of a sap about flowers in general. knows flower language and shit, but men rarely receive flowers, so when he gets them he doesn’t give a shit what they are, he’s just happy to have them. the meaning could be “i’m going to fucking kill you” and he’d be like “oh wow, what a lovely shade of yellow!! jigen clear off the windowsill by the counter these need a special sunny spot”

jigen: not a flower per se but i think people put it in bouquets so. rex begonias (disclaimer i did have to do a little research here because i could not for the life of me understand why the fucked up leaves weren’t popping up for me when i was JUST searching for begonias) because these things look prickly and even scary at a glance but when put next to the right stuff they just enhance the whole ordeal. plus he likes unconventional shit. symbolic cough

fujiko: tells people its roses to seem uncomplicated, really prefers dahlias. the poof is nice. honestly, she probably is sick of roses by this point in her life, and any other type of flower seems sweeter and more genuine, and honestly, just better to smell and look at. roses have so much associated with them, both in general romance and not to mention the whole different colors mean different things and she hates having to overthink receiving a pretty gift. so just… do anything else! but really, if you really wanted to make her smile, some fluffy pink dahlias would do the trick

goemon: if you asked, i don’t think he’d say he didn’t have an opinion, but he’d really have to think about it, and almost struggles trying to find an answer because he’s WAY overthinking this. i think he likes lilies. you know? he seems like a lily guy. specifically water lilies, just kinda floating along the river. they’re pretty! and despite what he says about the sanctity of training or whatever, it’s nice to have something pretty to look at, just slowly swaying against the water.

zenigata: honeysuckles :) the color sticks out, and it’s such an easy but memorable name that he can actually REMEMBER what they’re called. maybe some of them like. grew by his house when he was a kid or something. some personal attachment. cuz you know you can sip the nectar out of those and honestly it’s NOT bad honestly. it’s not something he’s constantly thinking about, or even thinks about every month. but when he passes some hes like oh! honeysuckles! that’s nice

#i love favorite x shit because it could be multiple answers like. whats their actual fav? what do they SAY is their fav?#what WOULD be their fav if they knew about it? what do people THINK is their fav SEE WHAT I MEAN?#lupin iii #lupin the third #lupin #jigen #fujiko #goemon #zenigata #asks

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foxlin-fantasia · 9 months

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💫　14 associations : Hanaka Houjou

tagged by @archaiclumina & @reconditerune !! ty!

🌸　animal: red squirrels. ( i genuinely couldn’t think of anything & asked my gf. it’s canon now ig /shrug ) for a ff based creature, she’d be a red chocobo or a tabby coeurl kit.

🌸　color: pink! coral & rose pink are p distinct on her, but i also think pearlescent white, warm-toned colors, + gold accents are also fitting.

🌸　song: fellow feeling by porter robinson ( most things made by porter are a vibe tbh but THIS song?? oof from the lyrics alone; almost like i could hear the words being said as her own. the sound itself is v modern, but the initial calm that turns into chaos all contrasts so well against with what is being said in the song & kind of silhouettes what i imagine it must feel like for Hanaka to use her Echo / aetheric abilities?? it’s intense, maybe a bit scary to witness. she is incredibly strong when her power is wielded deftly, but it’s a painful process. also her h/c’d english VA* *subject to change is doing the speaking in the song! it’s all v good!! )

🌸　number: 2. She likes multiples of two. She usually prefers to go second in most things in her life, letting someone else take the lead so she can learn from their example. She is the kind to observe first, then act; always preferring a one-two step kind of plan.

🌸　day or night: she is the early morning, specifically the hours of 3~5 AM, when the world sleeps & the stars shine brightest. She is like dawn break over the horizon, shooing the stars to their beds with her sun-like smile. She is the comfort of knowing you’ve survived another night, the bleary sky a meld of purples & pinks into new day blues or early morning golds, dotted with flickering stars who will soon rest behind the fluffy clouds. Hanaka loves the night skies, but she herself is very much the dawn.

🌸　plant: victoria rose forget-me-nots; felt like a fitting plant, as a lot of her WoL narrative deals with remembering / seeing / sharing memories with others. pink flowers for bonus points!

🌸　smell: initially, she smells like the plum & cherry blossoms she likes to use as her daily accessories. Her true scent is of Othardian poppies, Doman black tea, ginger root, natural musk, & a touch of something sweet akin to a marshmallow. ( it’s my headcanon that Hanaka just… always smells good lol because of her ability to sprout flowers from her body to heal herself & she is also just very well-groomed when able! )

🌸　gemstone: angel aura quartz, pearl, or argyle ( pink ) diamond!

🌸　season: late winter to early spring, right after the deep winter frost thaws; still cold outside but the snow is melting, maybe an occasional snow flurry. The plum trees have blossomed & warmer seasons are on their way; bird calls return to the mornings again, signaling the end of hibernation. The crisp air smells of rebirth & sweetness.

🌸　place: Yanxia. She was born in a small farming village beyond the Glittering Basin, now lost to war & time.

🌸　food: hanami dango ( her favorite dango flavor is azim strawberry! )

🌸　eorzean deity: i associate her with Azeyma ( mostly due to aesthetics ), though her patron is Althyk! Althyk makes more sense for her narratively imo.

🌸　eorzean element(s): earth, the element of substance & endurance. Her abilities draw from this element the most!

🌸　drink: maehwa-cha ( plum blossom tea )

i tag: @uldahstreetrat , @crowdsourcedloner , @cindernet-explorer, @petitfarron , @gatheredfates , @evuniel & whomever else is wanting to! ( also no obligation to those tagged do this either ofc )

#a lot of these have been thought abt for a long time #others were just decided as i was doing this lmao #enjoy an overedited screenie :3 #my post #my writing #ffxiv oc #ffxiv wol #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv #tag game #hanaka houjou #ty again!!

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meenah-chan · 3 years

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Safe Haven ~Epilogue~

A Barbatos x GN! MC fanfic

1.98k words

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Trigger warning: None

Requested by: @romaissa Thank you for waiting for this. I apologize for the wait. This turns out the way as I imagined it to be, more or less. I felt so fluffy as I edited this for the last time. I hope you'll like this last part. Enjoy~~ 😚✨💖💖💖

Part 1 (Safe Haven) | Part 2 (Safe Haven ~Another Story~)

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A Barbatos x GN! MC fanfic

1.98k words

Genre: angst

Trigger warning: None

It was the same cliff… trees and breeze... The same dusk… But the voice calling them were not anymore...

… sensitive yet capable... One that withstand pain and hardship yet kept their gentleness.

Despite it being in the middle of the day, the sky enveloping the Devildom is dark. Very unlike that place. A place where the sun would shine so brightly even from the back of their mind. Not the human world where they grew up. Not the Celestial realm they visited once. It was only the Devildom whose light came from the moon and not the sun. Should the moon doesn’t exist in this kingdom, it’ll surely be pitch black.

Yet, in the dimness of the kingdom they’ve suddenly been to... Who would have thought I would meet my sun in such a place? A smile formed on their face as they delved deeper in their thoughts.

As they did so, a strong wind blew past them. It was strong, they didn’t notice someone approaching them.

“Oh!” a pat on their shoulder snapped them back from their deep thoughts.

“Y/N? What are you doing?” They flit their head behind and meet with the same, familiar eyes.

“Lord Diavolo... Nothing. And Queen Rose? Did something happen?” Their surprised demeanor was replaced with a confused one. Why wouldn’t it? Since unless some responsibility on the Kingdom required to, the royal couple is technically attached at the hip. Which is still pretty rare.

“Stop with those formalities. You’re making me sad.” As if he were not such a tall, well-built demon, Diavolo looks at them like a weeping dog.

“Alright, I’m just teasing you... So, what happened?”

“Rose got angry over one of my posts on Devilgram.” His pout becomes more obvious as he complains to them like a child.

“Oh, that picture.” Diavolo didn’t have to elaborate further for them to guess which one it is. It was a picture of Diavolo pecking the Queen on her cheek on their bed chamber.

“Even if I were her, I would be mad. You’re the rulers of Devildom after all. You can’t afford showing any vulnerability to your people.”

“But love is our strength!” He emphasized the last word with his hand gesture and furrowed brows.

Which only received a giggle from the human. “You sound like those princesses in the movie we watched yesterday.”

“Hey, I’m being serious… Since when did you take her side anyway?”

“I’m just speaking with reason.”

“You’re so harsh these days. Where is the angel I knew? Barbatos is rubbing on you a bit too much.”

“I won’t be if you were a bit more reasonable. And remember, Simeon can be scary too sometimes.”

Diavolo paused for a moment to think. “Right.” And let out a sigh. “Why can't I win a debate with you? I'm the King, you know.”

“Then be glad I'm an ally.”

“But Y/N...” Diavolo stared at them for a moment. “I noticed you're becoming more beautiful. More than ever.”

“...Where’s Queen Rose? She needs to know the king’s flirting with his ex—”

“Hey, I don't mean it! I mean, not that way! You're beautiful as a friend.”

“Beautiful more than ever as a friend, yes?”

“I mean it with pure intention! And Rose is the most beautiful! You know that!”

“Most beautiful. Favorite line, huh…” They sassily fiddled with their nails as they stared at it.

“Let's settle this here? I-I'll even grant you a wish.”

They glanced at him from their nails and stared at him. “Pfft— Hahaha!! I'm kidding, I’m kidding, pfft— hahaha! You should have seen your face, hahaha!”

“Are you messing with me again?” He frowned at them.

“I was but, hey. A wish from the King is rather enticing.”

Looking straight in their eyes, “Are you still mad because of our past?” he asked. As if he's been holding this question back for so long. In guilt of what they have been through because of him.

And with a smile, they replied “No.”

It was the truth.

They could never hold anything against Diavolo. They can never hate the man they fell in love with…

“Your face is just so hilarious I can't help it.” Rather, they wanted to see that expression one last time. That expression I adored way too much, as I fell beside the cliff.

“Since when did you become so fickle?” Yet despite his words, a sense of relief emanates from the Royal Demon.

He is now certain. He is finally free from the shackles he created himself. And they...

“Spare Barbatos some slack. Some regular day offs will do too and you’ll be absolved of your offense.” Without Diavolo being able to snap a last glance on their face, they turned their back to him and started walking. Despite it, a smile formed on his face.

“Consider it done...” He said as they wave as a response before disappearing from his sight.

I see you’re finally free from my curse... Diavolo chuckled as he left to return to his queen, ready to ask for another forgiveness.

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“Y/N.” It was the same cliff. The same trees and breeze. The same dusk who witnessed everything. But the voice calling them were not the prince’s anymore.

“Barbatos, you’re early.”

“I apologize for always making you wait for me but,” worry was showing on his face as he looked at them. “...do you always wait here this early?”

“Don’t mind it. I love waiting for you.” Barbatos’ heart skipped a beat from their words, a tint of pink forming on both person’s ear tips.

“A-Ah, right. You didn’t tell me you'll plant some flowers here.” They touched the petals of the Forget-me-not flowers as if to avert the butler’s attention.

It was as healthy as the one they took care of or perhaps even healthier.

“Were they not to your liking?”

“No, I… love them.”

“Then I'd be glad if that were the case. I raised them with the thoughts of you after all.” Even though Barbatos’ remarks were always like that, they couldn’t help but feel bashful everytime.

“Seriously, how can you say some cheesy lines so smoothly?”

“Hmm? I don’t recall saying such things.” He lifted a knuckle under his chin while glancing upward as if in thoughts.

“This guy..!” All they could do is shut up and frown. They couldn’t remember a time where they actually won on Barbatos’ wordplays.

“Is there something that displeases my flower?” Barbatos moved towards them when the frown they wore turned into a sad smile when they glanced again at the blue flowers.

“Well...” they sighed, Barbatos now stepping in to caress their face. “I just remembered the poor flowers I destroyed that day. I cared for them for a long time only to die from my own hands.”

Barbatos brushed his thumb to their cheek, fondness reflected in his eyes. “But they didn’t.” It was still like a dream for him to be able to hold them freely as he wished.

“What do you mean? Of course they will. I pulled them all off the ground myself.”

“Would you believe me if I said this plant was your flower’s seedlings and roots?”

“Y-You mean..!?” The human’s eyes snapped back to the Forget-me-nots. That’s probably why the flowers have the exact same shade and size as back then.

“I thought it’ll be a great gift for you.” He let them go to squat and check the flowers closely.

It took a while as they observed and admired the lush flowers. It was a comfortable silence, as Barbatos watched his favorite bud.

“Hey Barbatos.” Finally satisfied from staring at it, they rose on their feet. “I had some silly idle thoughts a while ago.”

“What is it?” He asked. But unlike them, the demon butler’s eyes never left his favorite flower. He could spend another millenia just gazing at them, and still say it’s the best sight he's ever seen.

“Devildom is a dark place no matter how I try to think of it.” He watch their back across the nightfall. The way the cold breeze brush through their locks. Those subtle shivers they give off as chills bites at their sensitive yet capable arms. One that withstand pain and hardship yet kept their gentleness.

“Then how come of all places, I’ll meet my sun there?” He tread beside them, not minding their words.

Not even the fondness in Barbatos’ eyes yields. Not in the slightest.

He knew. It was Diavolo. It will always be his Young Master. “He was so bright. So dazzling yet I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Diavolo will always be my sun.” And he… He already accepted this fact a long time ago. Staying by their side, until they found their happiness, is more than enough for him.

So instead of reacting, he removed his coat and placed it over their shoulder.

“I won’t forget. I will cherish the memories he left, no matter how painful it is. After all, he and the memories,” but they were thinking differently from Barbatos. They spun on their feet, suddenly facing him, who was just a few inches away from them, “...they all led me to my moon.” Their eyes were glistening, with him reflected in it. It took his breath– his words away.

“Shining through my darkest nights. Cradling me with its gentle light. Brushing off the tears from my eyes. My precious moon, who helped me remember that there’s still happiness beyond my sorrow.” They reached for his face. “Nights were supposed to be cold, yet he brings warmth instead. And you know what’s the most amusing thing?”

“In Devildom, whether it is day or night, you can see the moon in its brightest.” He never wants to assume anything, yet the way their thumb runs across his cheek so tenderly… The hope he hid with all his might, surges out wanting to be freed.

“Oh, but there is just one problem with my moon. He was so selfless, he wouldn't take me to himself.” The hand next to his cheek moved and brushed to the tip of his nose.

“Pardon?” He thought he finally sealed it away so perfectly, so why… With just a single touch…?

“I don’t wanna be single forever yet he keeps on ignoring my signs...”

“Wait, you mean…” But his promise… his vow to them...

“I still can’t say I don’t have any more feelings with Diavolo but I swear, I mean it. That’s why I’m already taking this to my hands… Hey–!” The knot within Barbatos’ heart came undone, along with the stream of tears he’s holding back due to their dreamlike words.

“Barbatos. Hey, don’t cry.”

They tried scooping his face with both hands only to stop by his own.“I’m so happy.” He placed one of their hands on his chest. It was warm, with his heart practically drumming crazily fast.

He never knew it’s possible to feel happier than the day they allowed him by their side. Incomparably so. It was at that moment he felt so… alive.

“I thought it’ll be a great gift for you.”

“This is the greatest gift I’ve ever received in my life.” He pulled their other hand and placed a tender kiss on its palm.

“I wonder if I can surpass this next time.”

“Then how about a kiss? Can I kiss you?”

“You don’t have to ask,” They took another step towards him, “I love you, my Luna.”

“I love you more, my Flora.” Barbatos sewed the space between them and soon, two breaths became one. All the words dissolved between their lips. Yet, all the emotions bottled up within poured out.

Of loneliness. Of longing. Of elation. Of attachment and inclination. With a spice of passion and devotion. All swirling together, filling the gaps in their hearts.

They parted just to converge again, like how their threads of fate crossed, unraveled and intertwined together.

The coldness of the night now utterly nonexistent within their moment, as they were embraced by the vivid rays of moonlight.

Part 1 (Safe Haven) | Part 2 (Safe Haven ~Another Story~)

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#I love how this and the whole series turned out :">💖💖💖#Also have another WIP I'll finish after this so stay tuned~~ 😚💖#obey me fanfic #obey me barbatos #obey me barbatos x mc #obey me barbatos x reader #barbatos angst #obey me diavolo #obey me mc #obey me #obey me shall we date #om!#obey me swd #obey me masters #obey me boys #meenah-chan's babey fics~~#meenah-chan~~

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snakeboistan · 4 years

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When He Sees Me

Pairing: Karmagisa + mentioned Maeiso

So this is basically a sequel of this where Karma meets florist!Nagisa

I was listening to ‘When He Sees Me’ from Waitress when I was writing this so yeah...

Maehara and Fuwa stood behind the counter, completely ignoring their work as they watched Nagisa pace about the shop, their heads moving backwards and forwards in unison as the blunette walked to and fro from one side of the large room to the other, wringing his hands and mumbling under his breath.

“You alright there, Nagisa?” Maehara asked, amber eyes still trained on his frantic-looking coworker slash friend, “you know it’s not that big of a deal, right?”

Nagisa paused, swivelling in place so that he could give the blond an incredulous look. He repeated, hands flying everywhere, “Not a big deal?! This is the biggest deal ever! Karma is coming in ten minutes to take me on a date - a date - and you’re saying that it’s not that big of a deal?!”

“Calm down, Nagisa,” Fuwa said, as if she didn’t transform into a squealing volcano when she found out that the redhead customer that Nagisa had hit it off with that fateful day had asked the petite pigtailed boy on a date to a local sushi chain and then proceeded to glomp said unsuspecting petite pigtailed boy into a hug as she rattled on about how she was ‘so proud of him’ and that ‘all I’m asking for is to be your maid of honour’, “it’s not like he hasn’t asked you out before. I mean the two of you went to see that Sonic Ninja movie the other day.”

“That’s completely different,” Nagisa exclaimed, “we went to a movie theatre - where you sit in the dark for the majority of the time - to watch a movie that we were too immersed in to actually have a conversation. And then we only spoke for about five minutes before I had to leave because mum called. Now we’ll be in a public area where all of his attention will be trained on me.”

“Is that a bad thing?” Maehara inquired, ignoring the quiet hiss of ‘vile madwoman’ that seemed to escape Fuwa’s mouth at the mention of Nagisa’s mother, “I mean speaking to each other and getting to know each other is one of the best parts of dating.”

“You’d know all about dating,” Fuwa smirked, “wouldn’t you, Womaniser?”

“Former Womaniser,” Maehara shot back in offense, “I’ll have you know that since dating Isogai, I have become a changed man.”

“I sure hope so,” Fuwa retorted, pointing a threatening finger at the blond’s face, “I swear to god Maehara, if you hurt that lovely Prince Charming of a barista I will hunt you down and end you in ways so bad that not even Ranpo Edogawa would be able to find your body or discover what happened to you.”

“Fuwa, if I ever do end up hurting Isogai, you have my permission to end me in any way you wish.”

“Guys!” Nagisa yelled, “can we get back to my crisis, please? I mean I’ve never been on a date before so I wouldn’t even know what to expect.”

“But isn’t that exciting?” Fuwa encouraged, her dark and threatening expression had completely been replaced by her usual starry-eyed adoration of anything that remotely resembled one of her beloved shojou mangas, “finding out everything you possibly could about the other, staring into each other’s eyes as you uncover the depths of their soul as you feel yourself falling more and more in love with each other.”

They both looked at her as she began swooning with daze.

Maehara raised an eyebrow, “where do you come up with this stuff?”

Fuwa shrugged, “it’s not my fault that you two happen to have meet-cutes that are literal shojou material. I mean come on: we’re all florists and Maehara’s boyfriend works in a coffee shop. At this point, I just hope that I don’t get dismissed as a mere side character.”

“That makes even less sense.”

“It’s just - just so scary,” Nagisa confessed, head hanging low as he began twiddling with his fingers, “I don’t really know that much about him apart from that he likes the same franchise as me. And that he’s super smart. It’s just so new that I have no idea what to do. I-I like to stick with the things I know, you know, try to minimise the areas where I can make mistakes. When things turn into some big guessing game and you lose control of the situation, things can turn ugly, trust me on that.”

“But it isn’t a complete guessing game,” Fuwa said, “you know that you like him and that he likes you.”

“What if he doesn’t?” Nagisa argued, “what if he only likes whatever version of me that he thought he saw that day we first met? What if tonight, during our date, he realises that he made a terrible mistake and that I’m really not whatever he thought I was that interested him? What if he’s disappointed when he knows what I’m really like?”

“Hey, hey, Nagisa,” Fuwa consoled. In the midst of the male’s anxiety-driven panic, she had walked towards him and now had the palms of her hands laying flat on his shoulders, their firm grips grounding him in an attempt to prevent him from proceeding further with his emotional tangent, “calm down. You’re getting worked up over nothing. Remember he asked you out

“But what if there’s something wrong with him?” Nagisa gasped as a new idea dawned on him, “I mean come on, have you met me? I’m not much of a catch and I’m certainly not that interesting. What if - what if he’s some sadistic psychopath that is only asking me out to lure me away into an abandoned alley and then kill me so that he can sell my organs in the black market or something? He could’ve planned this moment from the first day we saw each other. Oh my god, I knew I was being too reckless.”

“Holy hell, man,” Maehara rolled his eyes, “I can’t believe I’m saying this because you’re like the most chill person I know but you’re acting worse than Fuwa. You really need to reel back on those crime dramas - not everyone’s some crazy unsub from Criminal Minds. He’s a high schooler just like us. I really don’t think he’s planning on killing you.”

“You never know,” Nagisa shot back, “I mean with the TV shows and current media we’ve got nowadays anything’s possible. He could be some sort of heartless sadist. He - he.”

Nagisa cut himself off when his eyes caught onto the bunches of sunflowers that stood proudly next to the pink cala lilies by the window. Walking up to them, he carefully picked one up and gently traced the circumference of the disk florets, his mouth curling upwards at the memory of Karma entering the store the next day.

“I got your bouquet,” he had said, blushing furiously at the wide grin on the other’s face.

“Really?” Karma asked, “I didn’t get a text so I thought it might have been misplaced.”

“I don’t really text people I don’t know that well.”

“Hmm, I see. Well, what if I told you three things about myself? Would that be enough for us to have a textual relationship?”

Nagisa’s blush deepened, both at the redhead’s words and at the way his heart seemed to beat faster. The redhead placed his elbows on the counter and leaned forward, “what kind of three things?”

“Well, one, I want to study Economics in University so that I can become a bureaucrat. Two, I wasn’t kidding about the offer to the movies. Or with maths. Or about those flowers because Asano’s face was the funniest thing I saw all week. And three, I think that you really know your flowers.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“It’s just what I meant when I sent you that bouquet with the forget-me-nots,” Karma smiled, “there’s just something about you that’s pretty unforgettable.”

“He could be the most amazing person I’ve ever met,” Nagisa whispered, “which is weird because I’ve never felt like this about someone. Especially not someone I barely know.”

“But Nagisa,” Fuwa said, “you’re like really good at reading and analysing people so shouldn’t you trust your instincts. They’ve never been wrong before, right?”

“I don’t know. He’s just so amazing and smart and brilliant and he makes me feel things I can’t even explain even though we’ve only known each other for like a week and he’s like a straight A student and I’m just barely passing my tests. I’m not used to not understanding my feelings and I’m just so scared that I’ll drive him away. He’s funny and knows how to make me laugh and I feel like - I don’t know - like I don’t need to be scared. I barely know him but I want to know more and there may be a chance that he does too but what if when he knows more he doesn’t want to know more anymore. When you’re on a date you’re supposed to be open, but what if the only way I can be open is if I get broken and then he realises that I’m a complete mess and by that time it’s too late to put me back together,” he tucked the bright yellow flower back into the basket with the rest of its species, “I always look at things rationally, I try to get as much information as possible but right now everything seems irrational and I don’t know what to do.”

Fuwa walked up to him and pivoted him around so that she could stare right into his eyes, “you be yourself. Your usual kind, loving amazing self that me and Maehara and Sugino and everyone else knows and loves. You go there and you have fun and if Karma suddenly develops insanity and realises that he doesn’t like you - which will not happen by the way - then I will kick his redheaded butt, you hear me. I’ll even steal one of Sugino’s baseball bats so that I can beat him to death, if you want.”

“I’ll help,” Maehara piped up, “so will Isogai and Yada and Kurahashi and everyone else at The Busy Bean.”

“Wait,” Nagisa turned to him, “the coffee shop knows about this?!”

“Yep,” Maehara nodded with no hint of shame, “they were interested in their favourite customer’s love life and I was only too happy to provide. They ship you guys by the way but will kill Karma if he decides to hurt you.”

“You know what,” Nagisa shook his head, “I’m not even going to question it.”

“Just have fun,” Fuwa reiterated, brushing his shoulders, “you’ll be fine.”

“Looks like you calmed down on time,” Maehara quipped, “because I see a little silhouetto of a man.”

Nagisa and Fuwa turned their heads towards the giant transparent double doors to see Karma sauntering up to the store whilst texting on his phone. Readying himself, Nagisa took a few deep breaths before straightening himself and walking towards the front of the counter. With a look behind him so that he could see his coworkers’ thumbs up, he stared straight at the door as he waited for it to open. The bell rang as Karma walked in.

“Hey, Nagisa.”

“Uhh, hi, Karma.”

“So, you ready for dinner?”

“I sure am.”

And so the two of them left the store, side by side.

Fuwa turned to the boy beside her, wiping away a fake tear, “Ahh, they grow up so fast.”

“They sure do.”

“We should go follow them.”

“Fuwa, no.”

“Fuwa, yes.”

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kmelanin · 5 years

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A/n: Hi

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You had a makeup artist come by earlier to do your makeup, and hairstylist to do your hair. Sometimes you didn't feel like doing it yourself. You had on a matte black bodycon dress, it was strapless. And your hair was pinned back. You also had on some white Yeezy sneakers.

You were in your black Jeep heading over to Taehyung's. You told him that you were coming over to drop off his free clothes and his check. You've decided to give him everything early since he was soon going to be kicked out of his home. You were really pushing it, his landlord being an asshole, gave him only a week left until he had to move out. You called him down to come and help you grab one of the two boxes.

You were a bit disappointed to see that his hair was black again, but then again you weren't. You felt the nerves from before, when you first met him. It made him scary.

“I don't understand why you're bringing these boxes over, when you know I have to move everything out in a couple of days.” He groans as he nots only one box, but both boxes.

“Just yesterday you were complaining that I haven't been true to my side of the offer. Plus with this check I'm going to give you, just buy some people to move your shit for you.” You argue back. He doesn't say anything. You follow him up to his apartment. You see boxes all over his home, some filled, some not.

He sets down the boxes and you had him an envelope. He smiles a bit and grabs it. He opens it up and his eyes almost pop out of his head.

“This-this...I could buy the building if I wanted to YN!” He looks at you with the crazy expression. You just shrug your shoulders.

“Right, and continue to work for me and you can get more checks like that. Now I expect you to find a better, bigger apartment, with at least one bedroom.” You joke around a little, pointing at the fact that his bed is next to his couch and couch is next to the dining table. “I've also had Rowan search for a good manager and little team for you. To help you with your ‘new’ life.” You say. “Ill also have her send you my banks name and address, you can make an account there. Or where ever you go, make sure you cash it soon though.”

You need to leave before you were late to Jimin. Yes you agreed to meet him. Why not?

“I have to go meet someone, but text me if you need anything.” You grab you bag and walked towards the door.

“Who are you going to go see?” He asks from behind you. His voice catching you before you could even open the door.

“Don't worry, it's nothing with work-”

“Is it that guy you were with in the office?” His voice was a bit lower but louder in volume. You turned back to him, surprised he even saw you. Before you could say something back, someone knocked on the door. You being confused with everything happening at once, you open the door.

Sinsi was there, looking between you and Taehyung, with a confused look on her face.

“I uh...Hi” She says, her face turning slightly pink.

“Hi, I was just giving him his first check personally.” You nod and go to leave, but letting her in first.

“Actually, since you're here. It's probably better if I tell you as well, so Bo Gum doesn't tell you first.” She steps in. Taehyung had his usual frown on his face as he stuck his hands in his pockets. “Uh...well Bogum and I aren't together anymore. I left him.” She then turns to Taehyung with her head down. “...for you.”

Your bag falls from your hand, on accident. You were speechless at her words. Did she really…? Was he going too. You didn't want to see this anymore. You didn't want to get hurt when he happily runs back to her arms. You understood that she was his first love, and he probably still loves…

You pout, bending down to grab your bag. You had no room to talk, you were just going to go see Jimin. Plus it's not like he liked you or anything.

“Oh, I'm sorry. But now it looks like you have something to talk about so I'll see you later.” You turn the knob, but just like you thought would happen. Taehyung stops you by calling out your name.

He didn't want to be left alone with Sinsi. Not only that, but you two were not done talking.

Taehyung walks toward you a little, or more towards the door.

“Now, I don't know what you thought this was, or if you forgot who I am. Should I remind you that you left me for Bogum? Sure you were an easy lay when you were with him. But if you honestly think that I would take you back after you left me for someone else, cheated on them, then just left them...Sinsi you need help.” His voice was slightly strained. You could almost feel his pain, you just wanted to go and hug him. You could feel the tension in the room, it made you nervous. You weren’t sure what was going to happen next.

Sinsi stood there stuck, not knowing what to say herself. Taehyung just sighed and stuck his hands in his pockets. He looked down at his feet and shook his head a bit. In this moment, Taehyung made a decision. He didn't want Sinsi in his life anymore, he wanted you. But he won't tell you that part. Before Sinsi could say anything, he looks up and at her with a look she wished she had never seen. She's seen the look when they were dating, and a guy had tried to hit on her in a bar.

“I want you to leave, I don't want to see you ever again.” His voice was filled with disgust, and you could tell that she felt it because it looked like she was going to cry. She looked to you for answers but you quickly look away, not wanting anything to do with this. Even though, if you weren't in the picture he probably would of taken her back. So technically yeah you're a big part, but you didn't know that.

“Can we just-” She starts and steps forward reaching out to him, but he takes two steps back and stands behind you. You freak out a little and try to step away but his hands leave his pocket and the land on your waist. Your eyes almost popped out of your head when she frowns and looks at you. You look down, feeling embarrassed. Your cheeks and ears were burning like crazy.

Sinsi looks up at Taehyung. His eyes staring right into hers. He felt nothing towards her, nothing but hatred, at the moment. She could see that. She knew he wasn't going to talk, he hated going back and forth. She would have to find another way to explain her side of the story, but she also knew that he wasn't going to take her back. She looked at you, and understood. You're a lucky one, Sinsi couldn't help but think.

She nods, and leaves. Leaving you two in silence. You still standing there, with Taehyung behind you with his hands on your hips. You tried to calm your breathing, then take a step forward. But his hands pulled you back deeper into his hold.

“Tae what are you doing?” You whisper, not knowing what to do. You felt frozen. His head comes forward, along with his arms, pulling you into a back hug.

“I'm so happy that she's finally out of my life.” He whispers. “If it wasn't for you, I'd probably be in a toxic relationship.” His words caused you to frown, you quickly stepped away catching him off guard.

“You are a grown man, you make your own decisions.” You put your hands on your hips. You didn't want him going all soft on you, gain feelings with the wrong emotions. Forget Sinsi.

Taehyung was frustrated. You thought he meant that he used you as an excuse. But no. He is a go with the flow type of guy. If he thinks you are worthy he will give you a chance. He wanted to see what good you will bring him, other than financially.

“No shit.” He rolls his eyes and walks over to his weed tray. He definitely needed a fat blunt right now. But he pauses in his steps and looks back at you. You hand was on the door and you were looking at him waiting for his response. Then he remembered where you were going, to see a guy...but who was he? He walks over to you, he watches you as your eyes widen. You hand falls from the door, and your purse is in your hand. Taehyung's eyes lock onto yours and he grabs the purse from you and throws it down and at the same time grabs onto your waist and pulls you into him. You were stunned, and everything happened so fast, that you didn't realize how close he really was to you. His lips attached to yours, and you quickly kiss him back. His hand raises up to your cheek and he quickly takes over and forces your mouth open. You go along with it, loving the tingling feeling all over your body.

His other hand is on your waist, his fingers digging into your side, one of his legs pushed between your legs, hiking your dress up. His lips trail down your neck as his hand on your waist went down and pull your dress all the way up to your hips. He looks back up to you and he pulls you away from the door and towards his bed. You smiled a bit and bit your lip. He knew you were into this and he laid you on his bed. He kissed you a couple of times more, his hand travel down your body.

But Jimin comes to your mind, making you pause a bit. Taehyung's hand was dragging your dress up. But you quickly sit up needing him to stop.

“What? I thought-”

“No you're okay. I just almost forgot about Jimin.” You stand up and fix your dress. You look over to the full body mirror he had hanging up and fix your hair, and make sure that your makeup was in check.

Taehyung was slightly irritated, with himself mostly. Why the fuck does he care that you're going to see another guy? He clenches his jaw and run his fingers through his hair.

“Your brother? Friend?-”

“Ex.” You say looking back at him. You smile a bit wondering if he felt any sort of jealousy. You tilted your head to the side a bit as he frowned but then quit fixed his hair to cover it up. “He wants to meet up. I have a feeling that he wants to get back together but now i'm not sure.” You pause a bit, seeing if he would answer. But he continues to look down. You just shrug. “I'm assuming what just happened was ‘nothing’ like anyone in your position. Totally understandable that you're on some rebound type shit. So i'm going to go now.” You nod your head and head towards your purse.

Jimin was like you remembered. Different of course, but the same. The same bubbly soft personality that pulled you in before. His eyes were on you the whole time you were with him. Listening to you and just talking to you. It made you miss him a bit.

“So what do you want from me Mr. Park?” You ask him as he walked you to your door. You've been with him for hours and you were beyond tired. He looks at you with a soft smile on his lips. His eyes were crescents and he hesitates.

“Honestly, a second chance would make me happy.” His words made you pause in your steps. You didn't know what to say. His words only confuse you.

“I- um. I don't think that's a good idea Jimin. Nothing good comes from dating your ex's.” You mumble feeling his sadness comes off of him.

“I understand, but just think about it.” He leans in and kisses your cheek. “Good night.”

Taehyung can't get any of your kissed between each other out of his head. He was disappointed in himself. He swore that his lips would only touch the person he loves, and yet he can't keep his away from you. No he doesn't love you, he doesn't let himself love anyone that easily.

Sinsi was the girl from high school, the girl he liked almost all of high school.

But you, you were something else. Something he didn't know anything about. He doesn't know how to live like you do, he could barely afford to do what you do. But he feels as if you both were magnets, and everytime you were too close, you would clink together and struggle to pull away.

After the last photoshoot Taehyung had to do for a while, you haven't seen him. You couldn't find him or reach him. It just makes you think about everything that happened recently. You had a successful clothing drop, you now smoked weed everyday, Sinsi tried to get back with Taehyung and that was a scandal in itself. But then you also thought about the little conversations, back when he mentioned giving you sex for helping him out. You laughed a little at that one.

Then you couldn't stop thinking about his tattoos all over his body, how badly you wanted to discover all of the tattoos.

That's when you got an idea. If he wasn't going to talk to you then you would just have to go to him. You quickly get your phone out and look up small tattoos, maybe something for your finger. You got up and headed to his tattoo shop.

You took a deep breath and walked in, you seen Soobin at the front. When he looked up, he smiled and nodded at you.

“Hey, whats up! Wheres Rowan?” He smile makes you want to just pinch his cheeks.

“She's at the office. Where’s Taehyung?” You ask leaning against the counter.

“I'll go get him.” He nods and walks to the back. Within a couple of seconds he appears. When he saw you, it was like didn't know he was coming to see you.

“YN?”

“Hi, I would like to get a tattoo today.” You smile softly. He was stuck for a second. That was all you wanted? “I want just a simple sun on my finger.”

“I don't do finger tattoos, this shop doesn't do finger tattoos.” He grumbles. That stops you in your tracks. You frown clearly remembering a whole hand being done by him on his instagram.

“Okay. I have no idea why you are acting like this. I did nothing wrong.”

You did nothing wrong, if anything he messed up. He can't even look at you without wanted to pull you close.

“You did nothing wrong. I just don't do finger tattoos.” He sighs.

“Not even if I pay you extra?” You ask frowning. Now that you're here, you didn't want to leave without your tattoo. Taehyung gives you a blank look, then shakes his head and looks away.

“Look, I have an appointment in a couple of hours. I still need to draw everything up. So I would like to get back to that.” Now his face looks annoyed, and guess the fuck what, you were causing it, like always.

“Does Yoongi do them?” You ask, knowing his shop was near your home. His face instantly frowned. He starts to chuckle, more in a sarcastic tone. Then he starts to walk toward the end on the counter, towards the opening to come to the side where you are and towards the opening to the back studios. You couldn't believe he was just going to walk away. Why was he acting like this towards you. Everything was going so well.

“Whatever.” You mumble and turn to leave. You wouldn't both him again, except for at work. You shouldn't be stressing over some beautiful ass guy. You are YN, you can get anyone.

So why the fuck couldn't you get Taehyung. Ugh.

Taehyung watched as you walked away, he felt his eyes started to sting and his heart was beating faster and faster, each step you took towards the door. He wanted to scream, not knowing what this feeling was. The only way to stop it is to go to you, so he does. His walks fast behind you and with one of his larger tattooed hands, his grabs on to your upper arm, stopping you. You jumped, shocked that he actually came after you.

Before you could say anything, he pulls you towards the back studio. You were heading towards his room based on the memories from your last tattoo. Once you were in the room, he shuts and locks the door.

“Sit.” He nudges you towards the chair and you sit down. You were a little confused to what was happening. But when he goes to his desk of supplies and pulls out a tattoo gun and some ink. You assumed he gave in.

“What do you want done and what finger?” He asks bring out new needles and some cleaning supplies. You hold out the finger you want and he cleans it off.

“What changed your mind?” You ask confused, but he doesn't respond. So you just tell him you want a simple sun, and you let him do his thing.

Once you were done endearing ten minutes of pure pain, he cleans it off and wraps it for you. When he goes back to his desk to set his gun down, you stand up.

“So I'm assuming I pay up front?” You say putting your bag on your shoulder, being careful of your finger. But he doesn't say anything. He kept cleaning up his area, stalling. But you didn't know that. He didn't want you to leave. He needs to tell you what's going through his mind. But he doesn't know how. He wants to throw everything around in frustration, his hands shaking as he puts the things he used back or in the trash.

“One sec,” His voice comes out rougher than he planned. You nod, not that he seen it and stood there. A couple of more minutes passed by, the only noise was from whatever he was doing. Once he was done, he washes his hands in the sink in the corner of the room and he dries them.

“Do you uh...want to do something tomorrow?”He looked as if he was unsure of what he was saying. But then he nodded, sure of himself.

“Sure.” You say a bit surprised. “What do you want to do?”

“Let me think about it tonight and I'll message you in the morning?” His brows raise, but his voice was steady. Was he nervous? Well this is new.

“Yea, okay.”

When those words left your mouth, a smile breaks out on his face. He looks down, trying to hide it. The tension from earlier completely forgotten about. You wanted to walk over to him, but what would you do? What would he allow? Is this going to be a date, or as friends.

Now you were overthinking it.

You looked back up at him to say goodbye, but he was already making his way over to you. One of his hands come up and grab your chin. You leaves the softest kiss on your lips and he pulls away. He sighs softly, and smiles.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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puckyou-forpuckssake · 6 years

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White Violets—M. Barzal

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Flowers were your passion. Business was your major. Thus the birth of Secret Garden of Brooklyn. It was still a small start up business. You had a few regular customers though. Today, however, was Tuesday, and Tuesdays were always slow.

You sat behind the counter, flipping through a catalog of vases, when the bell tinkled to signal a customer’s entrance. The boy was young. Probably needs something for his girlfriend, you thought. “I need flowers,” he said in a hurry.

“It’s a good thing you came to a flower shop then,” you replied without even thinking. The guy was probably going to leave now.

Instead, he cracked a grin. “I deserve that. I need flowers that say ‘I’m sorry I ate your cheesecake and let Breaker break his arm trying to be Superman. Please don’t kick me out.’”

“Your girlfriend must not be happy with you.”

The boy shrugged. “I have no idea if she is or not considering I don’t have one. I do, however, have a 6’1, 210 lb defenseman upset that his kid broke his arm under my watch. His wife can also get very scary too.”

You nodded and began grabbing flowers to put an arrangement together. He watched you in awe. “It seems like you’re just grabbing random flowers, but I feel like there is a method to your madness.”

You chuckled. “Flowers actually have meanings. It’s something I’ve always admired. So when I make bouquets, each one has a special meaning.”

“That’s really cool.”

“It can be challenging at times. Flowers have lots of meanings, and depending on where you check can give you different meanings,” you explained.

“Can you explain this bouquet to me?”

You nodded. “The yellow roses represent friendship. I gathered from your story that you are friends with these people. Just make sure they know it means friendship and joy. A yellow rose can also represent infidelity. The purple hyacinth symbolizes asking for forgiveness. Hyacinths in general also represent play and sport. Those really light purple, small flowers are raspberry blossom, and they represent regret and remorse. The white tulips also represent forgiveness.

“I know it may seem odd with all these flowers together, and in this line of business beauty if supposed to be everything. I always see it as the thought and meaning of it counts.”

“That’s beautiful.” You had no idea if he meant the bouquet or your words. He paid and grabbed the bouquet. “You’ve got a nice place here. I’ll have to recommend you.”

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It was a week and a half later when you saw the boy again. “I need flowers again.”

“How did the bouquet go?”

“Rebecca loved it, and Dennis was impressed that flowers have meanings and I could remember them. I need flowers that say ‘Congratulations on the new deal. Let’s kick ass together on ice.’”

You chuckled as you started pulling different flowers. “I can do congratulations, but I’m not sure how to get kick ass to translate. That might be a job for yourself.”

“Mat,” the guy said suddenly. “My name is Mat.”

“I’m Y/N,” you introduced. “So you want the meanings of these flowers?”

“Yes. I think Tito will find it funny if I actually know this stuff.”

“The yellow poppies mean success and wealth. Apple blossoms mean hope and good fortune. The goldenrod suggests success, good fortune, and encouragement. I put some general hyacinths in here too because—“

“It means games and sports!” Mat shouted. He did a little fist pump for remembering, causing you to giggle at his excitement.

“Very good, Mat. These lilies are Casablanca ones. They represent celebration. The yellow roses, which you may remember, mean friendship, but they also represent achievement.”

Mat smiled as he grabbed the bouquet and paid. “Thank you, Y/N. I’m definitely recommending this place.”

You smiled. “I’d appreciate that a lot, Mat.”

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It had been a month since Mat had last been in. He must have kept his promise because your sales went up after his last visit. You even met Dennis, the guy who lets Mat live in his basement. You learned from him that they played for the Islanders. By now you had met most of the team and the organization staff from all their visits to your shop. You even had to hire a couple extra workers because of the business increase.

Business was slow the current morning, which was fine with you. Sometimes you liked the slowdown. “Hey, Y/N,” you looked up to see Mat.

“Mat!” You cheered. “It’s been a while. I was hoping you’d stop by sometime. I really want to thank you for bringing me business.”

Mat blushed. “It was nothing. So since you aware of what I do, then this will make it less awkward. This weekend is mothers’ weekend for the Islanders. The guys and I talked and we wanted to order bouquets from you for them.”

You nodded and grabbed a pad of paper. “How many and when?”

Mat counted on his hands. “26. We decided Sunday would be good. It’ll be a home game and the end to their trip. Is that enough time for that much?”

You nodded. “They won’t be big and extravagant.”

Mat grinned. “That’s fine. It’s the meaning that counts. Any ideas on the flowers?”

“You really want to know?”

“Yes! I like this whole meaning thing.”

You nodded and thought for a moment. “White periwinkles for delightful memories. The pink rose is for gratitude and thanks. A cactus symbolizes maternal affection and love; however, I will put the flower of cactus in substitute. The pink carnations symbolize woman’s love. Purple tulips mean royalty, which mothers are. Coltsfoot means maternal care.”

“That sounds beautiful,” Mat commented. “Everyone’s going to love them.”

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It had only been a couple days since the delivery to the Islanders, and all you could think of was how it went and if Mat liked it, even if it was the moms. It had been awhile since someone had appreciated what you do, and Mat seemed to love what you do.

Off in your own world, you didn’t hear the door open and the man in question enter. He coughed to get your attention. “Mat!”

“Hi, Y/N.”

“I didn’t expect to see you so soon. Did the mothers like the flowers?”

He nodded eagerly. “Everyone loved them,” He pulled out a card from his coat. “This is for you from everyone. I also need one more bouquet.”

“What’s the occasion?”

Mat shook his head and pulled out another piece of paper. “I already know the flowers I need.”

You nodded and got ready to find the flowers. Mat’s hands shook as he glanced down at the paper and took a deep breath. “Phlox for sweet dreams and to say I’m trying to please you. Saxifrage for affection. White camellias for the lovable and adorable and pink ones for strong desire. Sweet William so I can be granted a smile. Red tulips to declare my love, and red carnations symbolizing admiration. Forget-me-nots for true love, hope, and memories. Gardenias for secret admiration and love. Daylilies for flirtation. Love at first sight represented by a lavender rose. Blue bells for gratitude, appreciation, and never ending love.”

Mat watched you run around looking for flowers. “You must be in deep,” you said as you put the piece together. “There’s a lot of love and affection in this bouquet.”

Mat nodded. “Good. That’s what I want.”

You finished up the bouquet and passed to to Mat. He looked at it before setting it down. “You put a lot of work into this,” he whispered.

You nodded. “You’re my favorite customer honestly. You deserve this. Good luck with the girl...or guy.”

“Girl,” Mat reaffirmed. He started walking towards the door without the flowers.

“Mat! Your flowers!” Mat stopped. “What’s this girl going to think of you ask her out and forget these?”

“She’s already holding them,” Mat answered. You stopped and stared at the bouquet in your hand. “I honestly didn’t know how to do this. Will you go on a date with me, Y/N?”

You set the bouquet down and grabbed a handful of white violets. “Let’s take a chance,” Mat said staring at the flowers. “I’m going to take this as a yes.”

You put the bouquet in an empty vase. “This is one of my favorite bouquets I’ve ever made. And to think, I thought you were going to give this to another girl.”

Mat laughed. “You’re the only girl I’d ever give these flowers to.”

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For flower meanings I used https://gardenerdy.com/list-of-flowers-their-meanings

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deborondi · 6 years

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10 movies I see differently after growing up

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From time to time, I love to review how much I evolved while growing up: Likes & dislikes, hobbies, ideology… Most of it changed over the years. On one of the things I notice it the most is when watching again movies that I watched on my childhood and left their mark. As we can expect, I see many of them differently after my maturity and sometimes I change my unconditional love for a blatant abhorrence, but sometimes it happens on the contrary. Today I picked a few movies that I see completely different now and will explain you why.

Child’s Play

To be honest, I don’t remember having watched that movie when I was a child, but I do remember a paralyzing fear of Chucky and dolls in general because of it. Seriously, I feared dolls, a lot. I wasn’t even able of watching it again until I was almost 20 and because I watched before a documentary about how it was made. And I am glad I did, because I think that’s one of the worst scary movies I’ve ever seen, so much that I spent the whole movie laughing.

Notting Hill

I remember watching it on my early teens and thinking “Wow, this love story is so beautiful”. I loved it so much that I saw it again several times in about three months and for years I remembered that movie as one my favourites romantic comedies. Finally I watched it again a few months ago and I regretted it a lot. I hate Anna Scott’s behavior towards William Thacker when she reappears, and for that reason couldn’t loathe it more.

Star Wars – Episode V: The Empire strickes back

OK, it wouldn’t be fair saying I changed my mind about this movie. In fact, there’s only a scene I don’t like: the one where Han Solo harasses and forces a kiss to Leia. I know you might think that’s a stupid and without any importance scene. But hey she is saying no and he keeps insisting and well, don’t forget that they end up together. So that’s a message I loathe, yep. As you can imagine, I didn’t see it that way when I was little, I even found that scene romantic haha.

Forrest Gump

Again, another movie that I still love despite of finding something that I don’t. That movie is touching, I know, and I also know that what I’m about to say I hate is part of what makes that movie touching. But the truth is I cannot stand how Jenny takes advantage of Forrest’s love.

The Princess Bride

One I adore even after growing up, albeit in such a different way I did when I first saw it. When I was watching it as a child I loved it as the fairy tale I thought it was. But over time I got to understand how ironic and comical this piece is. So, even though that movie has been one of my favourites since I was a child, it is now for different reasons it was then. And I have to say it, I love laughing hard while watching it.

Matrix

I must confess: I didn’t understand a thing the first time I watched it. Not the references, not the story, NOTHING. I just liked Keanu Reeves (I might say he was one of my first crushes) and everyone on TV was saying that movie was spectacular. But the truth is I always hated not to understand things and this movie was hard to follow for a 12 year old kid, or at least for me. So I didn’t enjoyed much. It wasn’t until a few years and several viewings later that I understood what people was talking about that movie. It took me some time, but now I love it.

Titanic

Funny information: I was a corny child. Seriously, I was. I loved pink clothes, romantic movies and cheesy lines. That’s why I loved a movie like that, even with its sad ending. Fortunately my vision of romanticism changed over the years, now there are few romantic movies I love. In fact, I hardly choose to watch a romantic film because I usually hate them. There’s no exception with Titanic.

What would you think if I told you that I was scary AF of him? Yes, I feared ET as much as I feared Chucky and I’m not sure why. Might it be because he died and then he lived again? I’m not sure. Anyway, I now think what everyone else: ET is one of the cutest characters in cinema’s history.

Kickboxer

Let’s see, I always had a thing with martial arts performers: Steven Seagal, Bruce Lee, Jean-Claude Van Damme… I loved their films and I specially loved them. This movie was one of my favs. Now I cannot stand watching it hahaha. The story is very weak, the script horrible and the protagonist’s performance lousy. The only thing that I like is the martial arts scenes. So, wouldn’t say that I hate this movie, but I don’t think I’ll be watching it again for a long time.

Pocahontas

You know how kids have a film they watch over and over again? This was mine. I loved it so, so much. I wanted to be her, she was my Disney princess. Then years went by, and I didn’t see it again until I was almost 25. Oh man, that was a torture. It’s not that I don’t like the movie but they sing too much. I remember asking: crap, why is she singing again? Couldn’t there be more dialogue? So I still remember it fondly but mostly because I was in love with that movie as a child.

This is it! It was fun to share something like this. How about you? Is there any film you see differently now? Just leave a comment and tell me about it!

10 películas que no volvieron a ser lo mismo al crecer

De vez en cuando, me gusta reflexionar sobre lo mucho que evolucioné durante mi crecimiento: gustos, aficiones, ideología… Gran parte cambió a lo largo de los años. Una de las cosas donde más lo noto es al revisionar películas que dejaron su marca durante mi infancia. Como cabe esperar, no opino lo mismo de ellas después de haber madurado un poco: a veces cambio mi amor incondicional por aborrecimiento, y a veces todo lo contrario. Hoy escogí unas cuantas películas cuya opinión cambió completamente y os explicaré por qué.

El muñeco diábolico

Siendo sincera, no recuerdo haber visto este largometraje de niña, pero si recuerdo el miedo paralizante a Chucky y los muñecos en general. En serio, tenía un miedo espantoso a las muñecas. No fui siquiera capaz de revisionarla hasta casi los 20, y porque vi un documental de como hicieron el rodaje.

Notting Hill

Recuerdo ver esta peli con mi recién estrenada pubertad y pensar “Uau, esta historia de amor es preciosa”. Me gustó tantísimo que la vi varias veces a lo largo de tres meses y, durante años, la recordé como una de mis comedias románticas favoritas. Hace unos meses, la volví a ver y me arrepentí al momento. Detesto el trato de Anna Scott hacia William Thacker al reaparecer, así que no puedo aborrecerla más.

Star Wars – Episodio V: El Imperio contraataca

Vale, no sería justo decir que cambié mi opinión sobre este film. De hecho, solo hay una escena que no me gusta en toda la película: Esa en la que Han Solo acosa a Leia y fuerza un beso. Lo sé, puede parecer una tontería sin importancia. Pero pensadlo, ella está diciendo que no y él no deja de insistir, y bueno, no olvidemos que al final terminan juntos. Así que sí, odio este mensaje. Como podéis imaginar, de niña no pensaba lo mismo, la escena incluso me parecía romántica. XD

Forrest Gump

De nuevo, otro largometraje que sigue encantándome, a pesar de encontrarle algún pero. Lo sé, la película es conmovedora, y también sé que lo que estoy a punto de desvelar como un gran pero es parte de lo que hace esta película tan conmovedora. Sin embargo, debo admitir que no soporto la forma en que Jenny se aprovecha del amor que Forrest siente por ella.

La Princesa Prometida

Una que adoro incluso después de haber crecido, sin embargo, lo hago de una forma muy distinta a como lo hacía de niña. Al verla por primera vez, de pequeña, me encantó como el cuento de hadas que pensé que era. No obstante, con el tiempo fui entendiendo la ironía y comicidad que se esconde en ella. Así pues, a pesar de ser uno de mis favoritos desde la infancia, lo es ahora por razones muy distintas. Y lo confieso, adoro reír a carcajadas mientras la miro.

Matrix

Vale, lo admito: no entendí nada de nada la primera vez que la vi. Ni las referencias, ni la historia. NADA. A mi, me gustaba Keanu Reeves (puedo decir sin reparo que fue uno de mis primeros crushes) y todo el mundo hablaba en TV de lo espectacular que era el film. Pero la verdad es que siempre he odiado no entender las cosas y esta película era difícil de seguir para una niña de 12 años, o por lo menos para mí. Así que no me gustó. No fue hasta pasados unos cuantos años y revisionados que entendí sobre qué iba la película. Me costó un tiempo, pero ahora me encanta.

Titanic

Dato divertido: De niña era muy cursi. En serio, lo era. Adoraba la ropa de color rosa, las películas románticas y las frases empalagosas. Y por eso adoraba una película como esta, incluso teniendo en cuenta su triste final. Por fortuna, mi visión del romanticismo cambió con el tiempo, y ahora hay muy pocas películas de esta temática que me gusten. No hay excepción con Titanic.

¿Qué pensaríais si os dijera que me aterraba ET? Sí, me asustaba tanto como lo hizo Chucky y aún no estoy segura de por qué. Puede ser por su resurrección? No lo sé. En verdad da igual, ya que ahora pienso lo mismo que el resto del mundo: ET es uno de los personajes más adorables de la historia del cine.

Kickboxer

Veamos, desde bien jovencita que tengo algo con los actores de artes marciales: Steven Seagal, Bruce Lee, Jean-Claude Van Damme… Me encantaban sus películas y sobretodo, ellos. Esta era una de mis favoritas y ahora no soporto verla XD. La historia es pobre, el guión horrible y la actuación del protagonista malísima. Así que la única parte que me sigue gustando son las escenas de artes marciales. No diría que la odio, pero os puedo asegurar que tardaré un tiempo en revisionarla.

Pocahontas

¿Sabes como los niños tienen una película que miran una y otra vez? Esta fue la mía. Me gustaba tantísimo. Quería ser ella, ella era mi princesa Disney. Luego el tiempo fue pasando, y no la volví a ver hasta casi los 25 años. Oh madre mía, fue una tortura. No digo que no me guste el film, pero cantan demasiado. Recuerdo preguntarme a mí misma: mierda, ¿por qué está cantando otra vez? ¿No podría haber más diálogo? Así pues, aún la recuerdo con cariño, pero la razón es porque estuve enamorada de esta peli durante mi infancia.

¡Esto es todo! Ha sido divertido compartir con vosotros este post. ¿Qué hay de vosotros? ¿Hay alguna película que veáis con otros ojos ahora? ¡Dejad un comentario contándomelo!

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Why! those useless, vain forms are! so fun to fill!

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? More cereal than milk, because I already get my daily intake of milk with my coffee!

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? No because it ends up messing with my nose! And I hate feeling cold!

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? I usually read on my phone or memorize the page number. If I really need a bookmark I just use a scrap of paper.

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? Tea bag in mug with hot microwaved water, coffee powder in mug with hot microwaved milk (plus cinnamon, sweetener, and vitamins).

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? Not really but I dislike my face in general :'D I have this thing where I don't truly recognize my face as my own ???

6: do you keep plants? No, but I may keep a garden in the future because I love flowers!

7: do you name your plants? I'm the kind of person who names RPG characters as their class! So my plants would have very creative names like Rose and Carnation!

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? I don't really express my feelings, I stomp on them! But I guess I can draw!

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? Yes, it's fun and keeps me awake!

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? Side until I'm drowsy enough, then on my back like in a coffin!

11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? What friends!??!? Jokes?? AHAHA

12: what's your favorite planet? Shockingly I don't have one! I like Uranus because it's light blue but the name!!!!!

13: what's something that made you smile today? MEMES!

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Like hell!

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! Why... okay. "Neutron stars can spin at a rate of 600 rotations per second." IDK if this is true!

16: what's your favorite pasta dish? Instant emergency noodles!

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? White! I wanna be a white-haired animu grill!

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. What! Friends!!!

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? Yes, I write down my nightmares! It makes them less frequent and scary for some reason!

20: what's your favorite eye color? Grey, maybe! All are great!

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. I have had a few school backpacks like that!

22: are you a morning person? I can function at morning, but I without a doubt work better at night! Not sure if that counts as not being a morning person!

23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? HAHAHAHAHAA!!!

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? I DON'T EVEN TRUST MYSELF

25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? WHY WOULD I EVER- some abandoned houses, some classrooms, some janitor's closets, some school storerooms,

26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? Boots > shoes :)

27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? TUTTI-FRUTTI!!!! I'M CHEWING SOME RIGHT NOW

28: sunrise or sunset? SUNSET. SUNRISE SUCKS not only because it lasts for exact 5 seconds BUT BECAUSE IT'S COLD and school time! Sunsets are cool because they remind me of DEATH!

29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? IDK I'm easily impressed most people can just breathe and I'll find it "endearing" and fascinating

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? YEAH DAMNED NIGHTMARES JUST

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I LOVE SOCKS, THERE ARE 0 REASONS TO NOT LOVE THEM. But I don't sleep with them unless it's very cold. And black socks all the way.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. R E G R E T S

33: what's your fave pastry? IS THE CAKE THING OF A PETIT GATEAU A PASTRY? I DON'T KNOW MANY OF THEM AND I'M TOO TIRED TO GOOGLE IT

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? PURA THE TIGER, named after the tiger from Crash Bandicoot. It was the Parmalat tiger without the milk bag that I cut off. No, I donated it because it made me nostalgic.

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? Whas this :'D I don't care about pretty I literally only bring 2 cheap black retractable pens to school

36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? Don't ask me about music THANK YOU

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? Clean because I'm allergic to dust!

38: tell us about your pet peeves! When people assume things about me hhhhhhhhh

39: what color do you wear the most? Black, reds and navy 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? A silver necklace with a black pendant! IT REMINDS ME OF DEATH!!1 I'M REPEATING MYSELF!

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? The Miserables! Even though I don't remember it well, even after reading it TWICE! HOW! YOU GO, ME!

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! I HAVE COFFEE AT HOME ONLY ‘CAUSE I’M BROKE

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? Don't remember, wasn't special

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? TODAY. IN THE CORE OF THE STRESS ZONE LIES A SERENITY ZONE, ALWAYS. CAN'T MISS IT.

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? NO. FUCK INSTINCTS

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. I'M TERRIBLE AT THESE AND I CAN'T THINK AT THE MOMENT.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? P E P P E R

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? ANGRY PEOPLE CHASING ME TO HURT ME IN VARIOUS WAYS! YES!

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? NO! LONG LIVE ONLINE PIRACY!

50: what's an odd thing you collect? NIGHTMARES!

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? I won't say names but there's A BOY, MY ANNOYING FRIEND WHO'S AN ENDLESS UNWANTED SOURCE OF SHITTY MEMES, that I always associate with the song "The Worse It Gets" from Penguin Prison.

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? OH there's that jojo "to be continued" one, that brain illumination one, that one where a picture gets less and less detailed I don't even know

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? Look this thing seemed smaller a few minutes ago and I want to finish it quickly and go to sleep

54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? I'm the worst at recognizing what others are feeling and I don't pay attention because it's rude to stare and not my business

55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? I feel that I have a lot of examples of this but can't remember a single one

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? When they're insecure, it's amusing like oh don't be like that I really am NOT judging you you're amazing, unless they're really nasty ppl ofc

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? I like this song it's funny and reminds me of an old friend

58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? ROFL WHAT

59: what's your favorite myth? Again I FEEL I can answer this but right now my brain is not working

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? I like poetry when it relates to me or when someone I know wrote it, otherwise I don't bother (UPDATE! Ye Wearie Wayfarer by Adam Lindsay Gordon RULES!!)

61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? My memoryyyyyy

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? If I'm having last night's dinner for breakfast, yes, orange juice

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? YES. ORGANIZED AND VERY CLEAN.

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? BLACK AS MY NOT-RUNNING SYNAPSES

65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? I'd rather keep them buried in my deepest thoughts, far away from my superficial consciousness!

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? My a e s t h e t i c sense is terrible but I like carnations and forget-me-nots

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? Bad, I like the sky when it's blue

68: what's winter like where you live? Rainy, lots of fog, unpredictable weather.

69: what are your favorite board games? mmmmmmmmm IDK

70: have you ever used a ouija board? ughhhhhhhhhha

71: what's your favorite kind of tea? Chamomile, it reminds me of my favorite horror game, Demento, and it’s sweet and delicious and pretty

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? If I didn't make an effort to memorize it, yes

73: what are some of your worst habits? Biting my nails, neglecting people, being paranoid about some stuff, procrastinating, brushing my feels aside, I could go on,

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. Well that's hard how about CANDY

75: tell us about your pets! THEY'RE GREAT IT'S A SHAME THEY'LL DIE SOON

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? Obviously. Just OBVIOUSLY

77: pink or yellow lemonade? Pink, love pink, pink all the way, all the pinks.

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? The IDC club

79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? Offer me their jacket when it started raining it was just AWWW. And when someone promised to be my friend FOREVER!!!!! HAHAHAA

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? Nope because the bedroom is not mine HAHAHA well if I had one I'd paint everything white 81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. Chocolate, very sweet, much creativity

82: are/were you good in school? Can't you tell

83: what're some of your favorite album art? Don't ask me (8) about music (8)

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? Absolutely not, it hurts, it attracts attention, it makes people know about me... If I ever got one It’d be a word or sentence or a small symbol

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? Webcomics only, I’m... too lazy

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? Yes but... Lazy

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Cosmos is not a movie but here I am talking about Cosmos again idk if you don’t like documentaries go watch Gran Torino 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? I’m sure there is but my brain is out

89: are you close to your parents? No unfortunately

90: talk about one of your favorite cities. Any safe and at least moderately urban city is fine with me

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? Nowhere, I don't really like traveling, it's stressful and expensive

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? I DON'T LIKE PASTA OR CHEESE FIGHT ME

93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? Long, layered, side bangs

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? Why does this matter

95: what are your plans for this weekend? Working.. WORK.. AHAHA

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? I never install them, when I HAVE to I plan for it because it takes forever

97: Myers-Briggs type, zodiac sign, and Hogwarts house? INTP Leo Bronzebird

98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? No because I was with my parents

99: list some songs that resonate with your soul whenever you hear them. So damn many I should make a list

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? Wow hum... 5 years into the past I guess because I'd be able to study more and live longer (why living longer sounds smart to me? I must like to suffer)

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