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half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk · 2 months

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Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 15 !!! AND part 16 !!!

TWO IN ONE WHAT these eps are kinda short ?? or my thoughts are idk ?? so I put them both together on one post 😬 but anyway let's go batcherssss 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x11

Crosshair you little gremlin 💕

ELENI AND HOWZER 🥺😭🥰👑

can someone please explain to me why Orn Free Taa has extra lekku, weird tiny ears and three fingers instead of four ??? mans looks like a different species 👀

"They fought for us and they have earned our respect" settle down Cham we all know you're gonna change your mind in 5 minutes hush

HERA AND CHOPPER MY BELOVEDS 💕💕💕

"uncle Gobi" 🥺

Hera watching the birds in the sky 🤲 following them with her hands 🥺

Howzer you absolute king 👑

Eleni and Gobi scheming together hehehe

I just know Eleni is SO proud of Hera 🥲 she's so much like her mom fr

"my hope is that you won't ever have to live a life like mine" ~ General Cham Syndulla ... meet General Hera Syndulla

"no take offs or landings" this is actually so adorable tho

Wrecker carrying all the weapons himself like he's only doing one trip with the groceries from the car to the house hehehe

Hera asks about the Marauder and Omega's like 'this beauty' *pat pat*

I wanna see Hunter's face watching Hera and Omega together 🥺

they're besties forever 💕

it's Hera's dream to live on a starship 😭

lmao could've had a bad batch reunion rn but Crosshair had other plans

Omega: ☝"did you know flying is about a feeling?" Tech: I have no idea what this means

Howzer being the only one to question imprisoning a child 😭

Eleni didn't even wait for the speeder to stop moving before jumping out 💅

"attempted assassination of Orn Free Taa" ??? attempted ?? did he not just die ???

The Bad Batch 1x12

"how unfortunate for your people to see your fall" LMAO Rampart I've seen s2 👀

Howzer immediately plotting to save Hera 💕

Hera and Chopper are absolute menaces and I respect them both for it

Gonky being part of the bad batch family 🤲

"you gave her our comm channel?" ~ Hunter is so done pls 😂

Tech: "children often overreact" Omega: "no we don't" YES OMEGA 🙌👑 she is so passionate and caring and loving and loyal I genuinely feel so proud of her 💕

Omega: "isn't that what soldiers do" Hunter: 😯

Wrecker @ Chopper: "what's his problem" how long do you have buddy?

Hera asking them all so desperately to save her family 😭😭😭 she has always cared so deeply

y'all I'm confused did Orn Free Taa actually survive that shot to the head? I feel like Rampart has no reason to lie about it?

they all peeking with their binoculars

Hunter's little 'let's move' gesture 🥰

Hunter hearing the droid and his sneak attack just dropping down on it 👌 bro how did you get up there so fast ??

knife knife knife knife knife knife knife kni-

Tech: "oh good" lolol

Wrecker's face when Hunter says Crosshair knows they're there 😭

Omega grabbing Hera's hand 🤲

Echo's face explaining to Hera why they're after Cham 😭😭

"I don't care about any of that, I just want my parents back" she's just a little kid in the middle of a war she doesn't understand 💔 this is too real and absolutely heartbreaking

"She's trying to save her family Hunter. I'd do the same for you" you tell him Omega 💪👑

Howzer and Crosshair staring at each other.....

Chopper and Hera having a lil chat 🥺

Omega: "he's my brother, they all are" Hera: "you're lucky" she really is 🥺

Howzer is trying so hard to protect Hera even with Cham hating on him and refusing to help save his own daughter 🙃

Omega and Hera came up with a strategic plan and now Hunter's on board 🥰

Tech is worried about them going by themselves 🥲

Echo getting caught scaling the wall: "a little help?" lmaooo

AND Hunter's little "hey" to distract the reg before pulling Echo up 💀

"I won't tell if you wont" lmao I love these two together 💕

Omega: "don't shoot down our shuttle" Tech: "wait what shuttle?!" ~ how many heart attacks does Omega want to give Tech this episode 😂

Hera blowing up an imperial refinery........ 👀

Tech: 'Omega what was that explosion?!?! Omega: hehe don't worry about it 💀

Omega: "do some damage Wrecker" Wrecker: "that I can do!" Wrecker happy makes me happy 🥰

THE TECH TURN THE TECH TURN THR TECH TURN THE RECH TUENCJDIWJXNW

Hunter telling Cham and Gobi that Hera hired them 💀

Hera: "we're getting the hang of this" Tech: "yes your dangerous and uncontrolled manoeuvring is as confusing to them as it is to us 🙂" he is so far past done with them oml 😂

Howzer 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Hunter looking back at him before they leave 😭

Howzer's whole speech in this scene 😭😭😭 it reminds me of Fives giving his pep talk to the cadets 🥲

Hunter sensing Crosshair??? and what if I never stop crying ??

my heart is breaking for Howzer I love him so bad 💔

Wrecker Omega high five 🥺

Tech teaching Hera and Omega 🤲💕

"Tech showed me how to scramble a ships signature" TECH TAUGHT HERA ONE SKILL THAT SAVED HER ASS A MILLION TIMES 😭

"keep an eye on your brothers, they need it" ~ Hera, the wisest person in the show fr

...did Chopper just say "Chopper out"

Crosshair has too many expressions to count this last scene, asking to hunt the batch down... my theory is he never had his chip removed but that venator engine fried it and it slowly stops working... we know that a lot of the chips are slowly starting to stop working in other clones, maybe its the same for Crosshair ?? so he's feeling a lot of confusion at hunting them down ?? maybe idk lol

two more down!!! my internet is still shocking and it's taking me like an hour to watch each ep bc of all the buffering 🥲 but anywayyy thank yalls for joining 💕💕💕

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weirdsht · 2 years

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So…hi! I really like your writing, it’s incredible! I believe your request is open! I actually have a two things in my mind so you can choose which one to write

headcanon with our trio! What will they do if they hear s/o’s death but then boom! S/o is alive but not healthy, just injured

Then there’s fic idea, Dokja just being fanboy about Joonghyuk and his s/o(not Lee Seolhwa)

You can ignore this one, or please tell me if something is uncomfortable for you to write!

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a/n: thank you for enjoying what I write and for requesting! I wrote the second one because I'm not sure if you meant the orv trio in your first one I'm not really known for orv fics so please confirm because I also want to write your first idea hehe

tags: 5+1 fic, gn reader, jhy/reader, kdj&reader, kdj&hsy, kdy&sangah, established relationship for most of the fic (except the first part), bully fourth wall, overprotective yjh, mentions of harassment, mentions of self-sacrifice and possible death, possible ooc, Dokja being the massive fanboy that he is, hsy's poor battered shoulder, a nearly one page worth of possible angst monologue from reader at the end

English isn’t my first language so there will be grammatical errors

Pls don't repost my work anywhere without my permission

If there's something missing in the warnings let me know so I can add it

Requests are open and welcomed

Any form of interaction toward the post is appreciated <333

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As the sole remaining reader of TWSA, Dokja is the most knowledgeable about everything related to the novel. That of course includes Yoo Joonghyuk’s relationships. While the protagonist even went as far as having children with Lee Seolhwa during the second regression, Joonghyuk had mostly been with _____ for most of the regressions after that.

Of course it’s not all regressions, sometimes they end up as enemies or sometimes they just have a sibling-like relationship. But those things don't stop Kim Dokja from admiring the couple and hoping they’ll end up together once a new regression starts.

That’s why even with the fourth wall’s help there are still moments where Kim Dokja can’t hide his feelings. Especially when it comes to seeing the duo he loves so much, and sometimes his admiration gets the best of him during the worst times. Like for example right now.

“Kim Dokja hurry up if you don’t want to get in my way.”

“Leave Kim Dokja alone you caveman! He isn’t even bothering you. Stop being a baby and focus on the enemies on your side.”

Dokja snapped back to reality the moment Joonghyuk snapped at him again. Oh right, they were in the middle of fighting off mobs. His goal was to meet and help _____ and get them and Joonghyuk acquainted. But the moment the reader saw the two fighting back to back, he just short circuited and went on autopilot.

‘_____ has always been so kind I don’t even know why they’re with Joonghyuk. They do look good together though.’

It was the first time they’ve met but _____ is already defending Dokja and checking in on him. That made Dokja admire them more.

“Are you alright? You don’t have a scratch or anything right? I heard those monsters' fluids are quite dangerous if they come into contact with an open wound…”

From the corner of his eyes, Dokja can see the black haired protagonist have a soft look in his eyes as _____ fuss over him. The survivor is in worse shape for they had been fighting the monsters for longer but they still went ahead and checked on Dokja instead.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. What about you Joonghyuk?”

“Aish don’t mind that buff dude, he clearly has steel for body. Sadly it seems like he also has a steel for his personality.”

Though they say that, the two males can still see eyes carefully scanning Joonghyuk’s body to check for any abnormalities. With this, Dokja can’t help but chuckle a little. Their dynamic has always been like this, that’s why he can’t get tired of them.

But he suppose he has to keep his admiration in check a little.

~+~+~+~+~

Keeping his admiration, a more respectful term of what his doing, is harder than he thought. He can’t help it when he's finally seeing the duo’s, who recently became a couple, chemistry together.

“What do you want to eat?”

Even though Joonghyuk was grumbling when he said that, everyone in the room can see that he’ll cook anything _____ asks for. Even if they demanded a dish that can rival a 3 Michelin star restaurant.

“I’m fine with anything! Everything you cook is super delicious!”

That got the grumbling Joonghyuk to grumble further as he looked through the pantry. Though the determination of fire to impress is very evident in his eyes. _____ merely laugh at the man grumbling at their indecisiveness while saying;

“Love you! He he”

Dokja bearing witness to everything once again can’t help but turn mush.

“I can’t believe this is happening right in front of my eyes. The couple that can slap everyone else at least twice in terms visuals is right before my eyes acting lovey dovey”

Not quite understanding him because he was whispering to himself, Han Sooyoung looked at him weirdly before asking to clarify what he said. After denying to saying anything, the writer started to gather her food.

“Can’t believe they’re doing this in front of my eyes, I’m out. You also better get out before you get swarmed with ants.”

With that Han Sooyoung left the table after glancing at the sweet couple one last time. Dokja can agree that the couple is very sweet. Acting as if they’re in the middle of their honeymoon despite the apocalypse. It also helped Joonghyuk’s temper, he isn’t as quiet and when he regresses back to his tendency to act solo, _____ is there to keep him in check and remind him that he isn’t alone anymore.

Despite wanting to keep the warm scene before him, Dokja knows that it’s better to leave the two alone. The two need as much privacy they can get for that’s quite hard to achieve during these times. Plus Dokja was sure he’ll only bother them by staying and watching.

~+~+~+~+~

As more time passes by, almost everyone from Kim Dokja’s Company can see how much the Demon King of Salvation adores the couple of the nebula. Well everyone aside from the couple in question.

Every news about the couple, Dokja is always the first one to know. Any time someone bashes the two, Dokja is there defending the couple like his life depends on it. Kim Dokja is, for the lack of better word, the biggest fanboy of not only their nebula, but probably the whole of Korea’s power couple.

“Will you stop that, I’m gonna tattle to Seolhwa if I get a bruise”

Retreating his hand quickly, Dokja didn’t even notice he was slapping Sooyoung’s shoulder while covering his mouth.

“I can see that annoying anime filter sparkle in your eyes. You look like a paparazzi”

[she ’s right y ou know]

The demon king’s mood instantly dropped at the two ganging up on him. But that doesn’t stop him from watching the playback clip of Joonghyuk and _____ fighting back to back. He can’t take his eyes off the screen.

It’s not just because he has been a fan of them from the beginning. Han Sooyoung too, despite her earlier comments, can be seen intently watching the clip. There’s really just something about the two that will draw you in, especially watching them fight.

The way they move as if they can read each other’s mind. The way one supplements what the other one is lacking. The way they move as if they’re dancing together in the middle of bloodshed.

A beautiful image if Kim Dokja has to say so himself.

‘What I would give to be able to watch this properly in person’

[Kim Dok ja is so lone ly he ad mire s other peo ple’s rela tion ship]

‘Shut up’

~+~+~+~+~

Despite the Kim Dokja’s Company nebula already establishing Kim Dokja as their nebula’s version of Uriel, Yoo Sangah didn’t know just how deep the constellation’s admiration ran.

“Did you know what’s the most interesting thing I saw inside the library?”

“I’m scared to find out but continue…”

“There were two whole layers in one shelf that’s just dedicated about Joonghyuk and ____, and your admiration for them.”

That made the poor demon king bright red. He's pretty self-aware about his admiration, but to hear the extent of it from someone else is different. It’s more embarrassing.

Sangah chuckled after seeing the man’s flushed face. She doesn't necessarily enjoy teasing his co-worker. Rather, she enjoys short moments like this where both of them can let their guard down and just talk about anything.

But that doesn't stop her from slipping some jokes here and there about Dokja’s fanboy tendency just to see him embarrassed.

~+~+~+~+~

Once again, the poor shoulder’s of Han Sooyoung is the object of Kim Dokja’s harassment.

“Stop, stop. Quiet down unless you want that oaf to notice us watching and kill us instead.”

The author and writer duo are trying to discreetly the spicy scenario while hiding behind the door of the convention hall. Well, as discreetly as they can with Dokja slapping Sooyoung’s shoulder out of excitement.

Said scene the two are watching is basically Joonghyuk on the brink of snapping a poor man’s wrist. The man, who deserves whatever’s coming for him as Dokja and Sooyoung agreed earlier, was harassing _____ and kept on trying to force them to go on a date with him.

“I kept trying to tell you I have a boyfriend. You must’ve been living under a rock to not know that.”

Joonghyuk knows _____ can take care and defend themself just fine. Everyone knows just how powerful the incarnation is both in terms of power and personality. Still as their significant other, the Supreme King has a duty of protecting them. Sure he knows they like to be independent and he’ll give them that, but there are moments like this that he feels the need to step up and help.

This mindset of Joonghyuk is what keeps Dokja going. What makes Dokja think that they really are the ultimate couple.

Hence why he can’t help but slap the abyssal black flame dragon’s incarnation’s shoulder a few more times.

“Joonghyuk let’s go, that dirt isn’t worth a speck of our precious time. Plus you promised to make gelato today, I’m looking forward to that.”

Being the obedient boyfriend that he is, Yoo Joonghyuk let go of the man’s wrist the moment his significant other finished talking. Of course not without successfully breaking the said man’s wrist. Not that _____ will notice since they already went ahead knowing that Joonghyuk will follow.

“You too, don’t you know it’s rude to eavesdrop”

Dokja and Sooyoung’s heart dropped the moment black piercing eyes directly looked at them through the small crack of the door.

“Don’t talk big as if you know anything about manners”

Having nothing to retort and with _____ waiting for him, Joonghyuk simply turned the other cheek. The last thing he heard was the two high fiving.

~+~+~+~+~

Kim Dokja is a calculative person. He's the one who’s always planning on what his nebula will do during scenarios. He's someone whose brain is constantly thinking of the what-ifs. Someone who knows what will happen, or has expectations of it based on his calculations.

But this, he wasn’t expecting for this to happen. Not in a million years. Not in any regression.

The resting man was caught off guard when he saw _____ come inside his room in the middle of the night with teary eyes. The same _____ who’s known for being one of the strongest incarnations. The _____ he admired and looked up to since he was young and naive. The one, aside from Joonghyuk, who helped him shape his values as he reads about them in the novel called Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World.

“Oh… I wasn’t expecting for you to be awake. I’m sorry for bothering you and for showing myself in this state. I’ll leave you to rest. I, I just wanted to check on you”

Kim Dokja knows _____. He probably knows them better than anyone, but don’t tell Joonghyuk that. So he knows well that this is the only chance he can see this side of them. Even earlier when he first officially reunited with his nebula, _____ was the one keeping everyone in line along with Sangah. They're always the one keeping a cool head in the midst of everyone losing theirs. The empathetic one but always locks their own feelings away for they think it’ll burden everyone.

“No no, don’t go. We can talk. I actually want to talk, we haven’t seen each other for a while and you were busy comforting the kids earlier.”

_____ thought about it for a moment before moving away from the door and sitting on a spare couch near Dokja’s bed. The decision to stay made Dokja smile. There weren’t many chances to talk to _____, especially with Joonghyuk around. So this was a very rare occasion.

“How are you? Have you been well while I was away?”

An awkward way to start but he couldn’t think of anything else.

“Despite what you think, your nebula can hold itself up even without you. Everyone is fine, they’ve been doing more individual training these days.”

“But I’m asking about you, how have YOU been?”

That made the incarnation in front of him silent. Most of the time he’ll let them get away with reporting the nebula’s status instead of how they’ve been doing, but not this time.

“I, I think I’ve been good too. I have Joonghyuk and the others with me so I wasn’t suffering alone.

Still, I was scared, you know. Sacred that you won’t come back to us, or when you do you’re no longer alive or something.”

Despite wiping the tears building up earlier, another batch is starting to build itself up again on the corner of _____’s eyes.

Other people were right, midnight is really the time that makes people spill their heart out. As Dokja can see, that's what _____ is currently doing.

“I know I haven’t said it nor have I openly shown it enough, but I admire you so much Dokja. I don’t think I can be as brave and strong as you. Not to put you on a pedestal but I’m always trying to follow your footsteps

‘Oh, what would Dokja do in this scenario’ ‘If Dokja was here would it be like this?’

Those kinds of thoughts always run inside my head whenever I’m facing any kind of situation.

So imagine how scared I am whenever I see you put other people first to the point of you being on the brink of death several times.

Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not telling you this to put more pressure on you. It’s embarrassing for me to tell someone just how much I like them. But I have to tell you this. Tell you how much you inspire me and the others. How much you scare us.

Because if I do then maybe you’ll take us into consideration next time.

Kim Dokja, you’re selfish you know. The only visual in your head is the betterment of the nebula. You keep thinking of us so much that you don’t see yourself in that circle despite your name being the nebula’s name.

And that’s what makes me hate you.

I love you, you’re like a brother to me. You’re the first one who gave me hope when you showed up in that dingy building to help me. You’re the reason why I met Joonghyuk and these other amazing people.

You said all of this was inside a novel you’ve read. Yet despite knowing what will happen, how each scenario will play out, you still put our well being above yours. Us, the people who were mere fiction, who were alive because someone typed us on a computer and gave life to us.

And I hate you for it, I hate how you don’t consider yourself more. I hate how you look at everyone as if you were an outsider. I hate how you probably think that way too despite you being the reason for all of us being where we are today.

Kim Dokja I hate you so much that no words can justify how much I hate you.”

The Watcher of Light and Darkness could only listen and take the weak punches _____ throws his way. Despite saying many times they hate him, their voice was still full of love and concern.

That’s why he can’t do anything. _____ made things clear to him.

He can’t even say sorry because those words wouldn’t be enough.

He didn’t even think that a time where _____, the _____, would come up to him and tell him that they admire him. Admiring was his thing. As a reader, he was always the one watching and applauding everyone else.

Dokja doesn’t know what to do nor how to react. He can only try and comfort the incarnation beside him to the best of his abilities, and that’s what he did. They had a long talk about anything and everything that night. What happened while they were separated, new trends, the kids’ going through their stubborn phase; just anything.

Soon, the two were more comfortable and traces of tears were gone as if it didn’t even happen in the first place.

The two talked until they fell asleep beside each other with the moonlight illuminating the room and the four main constellations from Dokja’s channel watching over them while holding their peace.

#i hate how the breaks aren't centered #is there a way to center that without spamming space #orv #omnicient reader's view point #orv x reader #orv fic #yjh x reader #yoo joonghyuk #yoo joonghyuk x reader #joonghyuk x reader #yjh #dokja #kim dokja #le asks

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pealeii · 2 months

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hiii john ignore this if you want haha i wont be offended /gen

but like I was just looking at a poll blog and there was one about homeschooling and whether you thought it was harmful and literally like 47% of people voted "I was public schooled but I think homeschooling is harmful" what the hell 😭

and then I couldn't stop myself from reading the comments (which was a Bad Idea btw) and there's people in there like "it's child abuse" "so glad it's not legal in my country" "all homeschool kids I've ever met are weird as they can't socialise" and like "it's okay sometimes but there should be tighter regulations and like a program that kids have to be in so they're around children their own age for a few hours a week" or "they're all just fundie religious nutheads who teach their children scripture and lie about science and history"

like shut the fuck up bro

anyway you're the only other homeschooled person I know on here so I hope you don't mind this (pls tell me if you do!) Im sorry if you do mind this

No this is truth!! I know so many homeschoolers who are smart, funny, sociable, well-educated, and kind! some of my closest friends are homeschooled! i was homeschooled for a while, and my older siblings were homeschooled even longer—and they are so smart!! and i love them so much!!

i’m not saying that homeschooling is perfect, there are definitely some unqualified educators—but there are also A LOT of unqualified educators in our education system!! education systems are not perfect!! nothing is perfect

also one of my sister had undiagnosed autism and adhd as a kid, and homeschooling (having a more personal, student-specific way of teaching) helped her so much, it fostered her natural intelligence. cuz sometimes in public schools, kids can slips thru the cracks with a teaching style that is for a wider audience (which is fun cuz, yknow, larger class size) but finding a style of teaching that fits the student personally can be really life-changing, and homeschooling is great for that

I don’t mind you sending me stuff at all!

#finch :)#answered asks #homeschooling

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iam93percentstardust · 2 years

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henlo. a lil birdie told me prompts are open. pls write me the softest and schmoopiest stevetony fic your genius brain can come up with, even schmoopier than my fav anxious tony fic of yours, if possible. schmoopier. schmoopier. the schmoopiest. schmoopy mcschmoopson. make me believe schmoop is your middle name. pls crank the schmoop up to 1000000000. thank. lov u a lot. *drops cookies and cupcakes for u*

why do you do this to me? anyway, i don't think i managed to get schmoopier than anxious tony, but i gave it my best shot. this is loosely inspired by that art where steve holds his shield over tony's head cause it's raining.

fic is also on ao3 here

“I met your Grandpa Steve a very long time ago when I was even younger than your parents,” Morgan’s dad says. The children clustered around him gasp, the youngest whispering that that was such a long time ago.

In the kitchen, Morgan shakes her head fondly, rolls her eyes, and goes back to doing the dishes. She’s heard the story of how her dads got together many, many times (they trot it out at every anniversary and the first times they met both of her partners and even Morgan’s own wedding), but she has to admit that it’s not like her dad is wrong. It’s a very sweet story, the sort of story that belonged in Hallmark movies and romance novels. When she was younger, she used to tell her friends about how her dads met and started dating because she couldn’t imagine why anyone wouldn’t want to hear about it. Now that she’s older, she realizes it's kind of a weird thing to just bring up apropos of nothing, but she’s still willing to tell the story to anyone who asks, so she can’t really blame her dad for doing the same thing, especially since it is, after all, his story.

“I was in college,” Tony continues, voice as dreamy as it always gets when he’s telling this story, “and I was on my way to class.” Morgan mouths the words along with him. She’s heard it so many times she could recite Tony’s version word-for-word even though she usually puts her own flair on it when she’s telling it. “I was running late, didn’t even really have time to stop and grab a coffee though that didn’t stop me.”

He chuckles, and from the art studio down the hall, she hears Steve laugh too. Her other dad has the best hearing out of anyone Morgan knows (which was a pain in the butt when she was going through her rebellious teenager phase), and she doesn’t doubt that he’s listening in, even as he pays attention to Morgan’s husband showing him his latest installation.

“I’ve never quite been able to figure out if stopping for the coffee was a good or bad idea because no sooner had I left the café when I ran right into a walking mountain and spilled it all down both of our fronts.”

“Why would that be a good thing, Grandpa Tony?” Morgan’s oldest (actually Gwen’s oldest, but her, Miles, and Gwen are raising the kids together, so she counts them all as her children) asks. “That sounds like it would have hurt.”

“Well, yes, it did,” Tony admits. “But it’s a good thing because the walking mountain I ran into was your Grandpa Steve.”

Morgan bites back a grin. Her dad really is a dramatic storyteller.

“We yelled at each other a bit and then we yelled at each other more until my alarm went off, reminding me to get to class. I called him an ‘idiot’ and tried to leave, only it turned out we were going in the exact same direction. We argued all the way to my class where I found out that we were actually in the same class.” He laughs fondly at the memory. “Of course, that didn’t stop us. We argued all the way through the semester. I think the professor must have been hoping we’d kill each other when she paired us together for our final project—or she really was as oblivious as her reviews claimed.”

“What’s ablivous?” the youngest asks.

“Oblivious, pumpkin,” Tony corrects. “It means to miss something that’s really obvious.”

“Like when Mommy misses her turn because she’s too busy talking to Daddy?”

Morgan can’t help but laugh at the small slight to Gwen. It’s a joke between the three of them that Gwen’s the worst navigator of all of them, not that that stops her from snagging the keys out of Miles’ hands every time they go anywhere.

“Yeah, exactly like that. So Grandpa Steve and I were paired together, and I thought at first that everyone else was right, we’d kill each other before we managed to pull together a decent project. But then we were walking back to our dorms one night, and it started raining completely out of the blue—for me, at least. Ironically, we’d argued earlier that night about whether or not it was going to rain. Grandpa Steve was convinced it would, so he’d brought an umbrella, and I was teasing him for being an old man about it.”

“But he was right!”

“Yeah, pumpkin, he was. And, of course, I was thinking that I was going to get drenched. I couldn’t imagine that he would share the umbrella, not after we’d spent the entire semester arguing with each other.”

Morgan can picture it in her head, the way the rain must have started with a few drops at first, Steve’s realization that the heavens were about to open up even as Tony remained blithely oblivious—because even though she adored Tony, her dad was one of the most inattentive people she’d ever met—and then—

“Then what happened?”

“Well, your Grandpa Steve took out his umbrella, popped it open, and held it up over my head! And only my head! Silly man left himself out in the rain to get wet. And when I asked him what he thought he was doing, he said—”

“I didn’t want you to catch a cold,” Steve interrupts, emerging from the art studio, Miles just behind him. Miles catches Morgan’s eye and grins at her, Morgan helpless to do anything but smile back. The children, distracted from the story, jump up, clamoring for their grandfather to pick them up and give them piggyback rides.

Tony looks a little putout that the children didn’t want to hear the rest of the story. Morgan picks her way across the toys strewn across the living room floor to where her dad is sitting on the couch. She plops herself down at his feet, grinning when he starts absently carding his fingers through her hair.

“So what happened next, Dad?” she asks.

“You know what happens next,” Tony says absently, and when Morgan tilts her head back, she can see him watching Steve playing with the kids, a besotted expression playing across his face. “I realized I couldn’t imagine my life without him, and I asked him out on the spot.”

And Steve had said yes, she knows, and then proposed two weeks later, and now, they’ve been married for over fifty years. When Morgan was younger, she’d wondered if she would find a love like that. Now, she has both Gwen and Miles, and she wonders instead if her love will last as long as her dads’ has.

The clock on the mantle chimes, marking the hour, and Morgan jumps, realizing that it’s time to get the kids home if they want to make it back in time for Gwen’s plane to land. Gwen’s been gone for a business trip for two weeks, and they always wind up staying with someone’s grandparents when one of them is gone because it doesn’t feel right being at home without all three of them, but she’s more than ready to have her wife back and sleep in her own bed again.

“Alright, kiddos,” Miles calls. “Time to get going!”

The kids groan and complain, but they’ve raised them well, and all of them trudge towards the front door to get their shoes on. Miles goes with them since the younger ones haven’t fully learned how to tie their shoes yet, but Morgan heads upstairs to check the bedrooms in case someone’s forgotten something. It’s a quick check; she only finds one stuffed bunny hiding underneath a bed.

She goes back downstairs, only to stop at the foot of the staircase when she sees that her dads are just around the corner, foreheads pressed against each other. A private moment, she realizes and ducks back behind the wall, not wanting to intrude. It’s been a long two weeks, not just for her and Miles, but for her dads too, who are much more used to a quiet house now that she’s been moved out for almost a decade.

“Looking forward to some quiet?” Steve teases. She can picture the smile on his face, the one that he always has when he’s looking at Tony.

“Is it wrong if I say yes?” Tony sighs. “I love them, I really do, but I’m not gonna lie. I’m not as young as I used to be, and they’re exhausting after a few weeks.”

“You’ll start missing them again tomorrow.”

“Probably.”

“Definitely.”

“You’re right, as usual.”

“Tell me again what you thought when I held up that umbrella for you.”

“Again? Darling, you’ve heard it a thousand times.”

“I want to hear it again.”

“I thought that I wanted to wake up to you every morning for the rest of my life.”

“And I thought that I’d sacrifice a thousand umbrellas for you if it would make you look at me like that.”

She hears the soft sound of a kiss and then Tony says, “We should probably get back. Morgan’ll be coming downstairs any moment now.”

Morgan waits until they’re long gone before she creeps out from around the corner and joins her husband by the front door. Miles gives her a weird look and asks, “What’s got you smiling like that?”

“Nothing,” she says, then amends, “I just hope that we’re as sweet as my parents are when we’re old and gray.”

Miles smiles at her and kisses the tip of her nose. “I’m not sure anyone could be as cute as your parents are, but I know we’ll give them a run for their money.”

#alle writes #stevetony #alle answers #if you like please reblog

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atsubaka · 3 years

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Could you do fluff/cuddling hcs with Oikawa?

cuddling with him

pairing: oikawa x fem! reader

a/n: hi!! this honestly turned out to be more of crack, but i still hope u like it <3 i may or may not have strayed from the request imsosorry

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for a clingy guy, his clinginess will only intensify when you cuddle

oiks is 100% the little spoon

he'll have his head resting on your stomach while his limbs latched onto your body like a koala

it soothes him when you run your fingers through his hair and maybe give them a little tug from time to time

"princess, why'd you stop", your boyfriend groaned from his place on your tummy

"sorry babe, I thought you were asleep."

pouting, he guided your hand up back to his head, and you continue your therapeutic hair pulling

ya'll would argue about who gets to be held, and oikawa would be such a spoiled brat about it

"tooru, it's my turn to get held."

"..."

this idiot literally pretended to be asleep when he heard u say this 💀

he'll snore obnoxiously loud and stay still as much as possible to feign slumber

you'd just roll your eyes and push him off the couch

"OWWW"

emphasis on the "ow" btw

enabling grumpykawa 😾

"but it's still my turn!"

"it's been your turn for two hours now." you scoffed.

"no it hasn't."

"yes, it has."

"i don't think this is fair," he pouted while hmphing.

spare us the theatrics pls 🙄🙄

you crossed your arms and gave him a "are you tripping me kind of look."

"stop this nonsense, and get ur butt up here and-"

you suddenly paused and lifted a hand ✋

making him raise a brow 🤨

"- oh wait, you don't have a butt."

he GASPED ‼️

his face omg

the offense it written all over it

he looks like this "☹️"

while you're smiling like "☺️"

"this could be a potential threat to our future children." you sighed.

"i don't want them getting picked on for the poor genetics you pass onto them, tooru."

man's about to cry 💀

"darling i-"

" - just imagine the despair they'd go through!"

ya'll are so dramatic smh

"FINE FINE, YOU WIN."

now we're talking 💅

"didn't have to be so offensive though," he grumbled as you happily plopped you body on top of his.

"you left me with no choice."

anyways, jokes aside...

cuddling with oikawa feels kind of like a sleepover between best friends

ya'll would wear cute onesies with face masks on while watching smth like mean girls

sometimes you'd turn it into a competition

"that's so fetch," your boyfriend said in a high pitched voice whilst pointing at your lamp stand

"grool," you said nonchalantly, but corrected yourself a second later

" -oops i mean to say great, but then i started saying cool."

oh, it is on

"whatever i'm getting cheese fries."

he stalked to your kitchen and you followed suit

"hey, on wednesdays we wear pink, remember?"

you, in fact, were wearing a pink piglet onesie while he was wearing eeyore pajamas

his eye twitched and you concealed a growing smile

y/n- 1

tooru - 0

"i'm sorry that people are so jealous of me, but I can't help it that I'm popular"

he said cockily while rummaging through your pantry

you snorted

"that's why your hair is so big, tooru. it's full of secrets."

both of u were sore losers, so this is gonna go on for a while 😔

"it's not my fault you're, like, in love with me or something!"

you were like "😮"

okayyy then

"tooru, that's the ugliest effing shirt i've ever seen."

"raise your hand if you have ever been personally victimized by f/n l/n."

homeboy raised his hand 💀

"but honestly babe, i know this is random but you're like - really pretty."

you allowed yourself to smile, "aww thanks babe-"

"so you agree? you think you’re really pretty?”

you scoffed and put your hand on your hip

"i don’t think iwa, my protective friend who hates your guts, would be too pleased to hear about this.”

he visibly gulped

"one time he punched me in the face. it was awesome."

but then he smirked and wiggled his brows, "you wanna do something fun?"

"i can't," you fake coughed. "i'm sick."

"you're such a life ruiner y/n-chan. u ruin people's lives."

"well, y-you're a .... -"

"lost for words y/n- chan? fufu"

y/n- 1

tooru- 1

"you're a virgin who can't drive!"

"AHA! - that's from clueless. you lose y/n-channn~"

you groaned while tooru did his victory dance around the kitchen island.

"yayy! i get to choose the next movie!"

"not another alien documentary please."

he waggled his fingers, "losers can't be choosers, princess."

you bit his finger 💀

and yeah... that's basically you're routine 🤠

it's chaotic, but hey! it's fun <3

taglist: @tetsuukuroo @amisuh @ebiharachan @kenmaslov3r

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chilly-me-softly · 3 years

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Could you pls write something angst with mason💖I don’t have specific idea but I trust you💖

A little warning as there are mentions of pregnancy issues.

One of the possibly best days of your lives so far had quickly turned into a nightmare. You and Mason could not be happier about becoming parents, about bringing a little person into the world to whom you could give all your love. The desire to form a family of your own had been on your minds for a long time.

You and Mason have known each other for a long time, almost all your lives you might say. You met in the park when you were just three and he was four, you had fell down and he had come to help you; walking you to your mother and staying by your side until you had smiled at him. Then it was as if something had glued you to each other's side, the park was your meeting point for months before your parents became friends and you practically began to be an additional member of each other's families.

Your relationship had grown with you and had overcome so many obstacles like the time split between school for you or football for him; it had overcome that little bump in the road that was Declan when jealousy had taken hold of you seeing a new friend in your best friend's life. And no one was really that surprised when your relationship had changed again and you had added love to your friendship.

You already had a long journey behind you and many plans for the future, and you being pregnant had only helped to make those plans even firmer. It was only a matter of time, but no one prepares for the sudden turns that life can take.

Silence reigned at home, as well as in the car on the journey home. Still too much to realise, the fear of having to face that weight on your chests sooner or later. Mason is sitting on the sofa leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and his face hidden in his hands as you force yourself to down some water, your throat aching to swallow.

It wasn't what you had hoped to experience at the time, either of you.

"Mason" you sigh, approaching him and sitting across from him on the coffee table, "can we talk?"

"There's nothing to talk about" he shakes his head, his voice cold, "we don't have many options"

The realisation of his words hits you perhaps harder than anything that had been said in the previous hours, your hand immediately flying to your small belly. "You can't be serious"

You and Mason had gone for your checkup like you had every month since you found out you were expecting a baby. You'd done it before, but this time there was something more. The doctor had seated you there in front of him and his expression hadn't been the most comforting.

He had explained to you that the tests had revealed a problem, and after explaining everything as clearly as possible, he gave you two choices. Either continue with the pregnancy with all the risks it might involve, or terminate it and perhaps try again in time. Because you are young, the doctor had said, you will certainly have other opportunities to bring your own children into the world.

"You're not thinking what I'm thinking are you? About getting rid of the baby"

"Why don't you?!"

"No! It's my baby, our baby for God's sake Mason" you are honestly surprised, the doctor had given you some time to make a decision on your own but you thought you would need it to realise the entire situation, not to decide whether or not to get rid of your baby. For you the thing to do was just one.

"Do you think I don't know?"

"Then why do you want to-" you can't even say it, you take a big breath closing your eyes, "You heard the doctor, there's a 45% chance everything will be fine"

"What about the other 55? What happens if it doesn't go well, (Y/N). Have you thought about that?" his gaze falters for a moment as you shake your head, a trembling hand of yours reaching for his cheek. "It'll be fine"

"You don't know that! God (Y/N) stop being fucking positive all the time" your hand falls from his face to your lap as if it has suddenly lost its weight. "I want a baby to raise together! If the price we have to pay is watching you die, what's the point!"

"I will not give up my baby if there is even a small chance of saving them. Is that clear to you Mason?" your stern but distracted look clashes with your broken voice. "And if that's too much for you, I can handle it on my own"

"I- ugh I need air" Mason shakes his head babbling frantically and when the front door closes, you let your emotions run free letting them take over you now that you're alone.

Mason doesn't know how he managed to drive or if he caused any incident on the road, all he knows is that at one point he is crying so hard that he doesn't even realise he is in front of his parents' house.

The door of his car opens and someone calls out to him, he finds himself wrapped in a hug and continues to sob in the arms of what he thinks may be his mom because of the gentleness with which she holds him. When he manages to calm down and have his senses back, he can actually see that it is his mother who gently lets him out and leads him inside.

He runs his hands over his cheeks to try and pull himself together but doesn't rule out the possibility that he might start crying again soon.

"Are you alone?" he asks hoarsely looking around briefly as the woman nods. "Your father went to buy some peppers, he said he was craving some" the woman rolls her eyes jokingly and he hints a smile but it's so small he doubts the woman noticed it.

"What's up Mase?" his mother gently strokes his back at his side, more than once she has seen him furious when he got too carried away with football or when he just couldn't understand an overly stubborn you. But that was different. "Is it about (Y/N)?"

"No, yes... mum" her heart clenches as she hears that cry for help from her son, she wishes none of her children ever had to experience so much pain but that's just the way life is and without the pains you couldn't appreciate the good times.

He wraps his arms around his mother's, letting more tears fall down his cheeks and the woman holds him helplessly starting to think that only one thing could link her son and that devastation.

"Mase, did something happen to the baby?" she holds her breath afraid of the answer, but a faint no from her son makes her breathe a sigh of relief. "But it could happen" he continues and little by little, interrupted by sobs and more tears, he manages to explain to his mother what happened at the check-up and everything else.

"She wants to keep them mum"

"Can you blame her?" she asks softly as he shakes his head sniffling.

"No" he sighs, "I love that little thing too, but I love her too and I don't want to lose her"

"I can understand both you and her, Mase. You both have valid reasons, and it's a difficult situation for anyone to deal with"

"If we keep the baby" Mason wets his lips with his tongue lying down so that his head is on his mother's legs and he doesn't have to look her in the eye. "If we keep them and (Y/N) should... I'm afraid I might hate them mum"

"That won't happen" the woman strokes him gently, "and you want to know why?" he nods but doesn't mention turning towards her, more tears streaming down his face. "Cause it will be your baby. It may look like her no matter if it's a boy or a girl and it may hurt, but in time having something that binds you to her for life permanently will be bigger than anything"

"I don't want to do this without her" he murmurs against the fabric of the woman's trousers.

"Then don't. Look at me Mason" albeit slowly, the boy turns around opening his eyes to look at his mother who rests her hands as she can on his cheeks. "Go ahead. Keep in mind what else might happen, but pretend you don't know. Enjoy the pregnancy, enjoy the moments with her and all you can have. Be prepared but don't let the thought of it spoil one of the most beautiful experiences of your life, stay close to her and be strong for each other" even the woman can't take it anymore and gives in to her emotions, letting a few tears fall down her cheeks, which are promptly gently chased away by her son.

Mason returns home that same evening, his heart still heavy but with more strength after letting off steam and getting some of the burdens off his shoulders. The house is dark except for the light coming from the kitchen. He heads over and knows you heard him coming, but you keep turning the teaspoon in the cup of what he thinks is tea.

Mason gently wraps his arms around your waist, sighing into your neck as your body automatically relaxes against his.

"I'm sorry. I don't want to leave you, of course not. And I'm sorry for what I said, I'm so excited about being a father but at the same time even the idea of losing you makes me gasp. I don't want to lose you"

"I'm scared too Mase" you try not to let your voice tremble as you turn to look at him, "of course I am"

"I- it's just too much I guess" one of your hands rests on his cheek as he leans against it closing his eyes.

"I know. That's why there are two of us"

"I love you, (Y/N). Don't ever forget that please"

#thank you anon #mason mount #mason mount blurb

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howggswouldreact · 3 years

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🏥 The Personification of Our Love | Kim Lip

Request: kim lip x reader where the reader is pregnant and goes into labor pls ~~~ love your blog ♡♡♡♡ Plot: Jungeun is waiting at the Hospital while Reader is in labor. Jungeun's mind flies to loving memories. Words: 2, 222 Genre: fluff, pregnancy Notes: i use to say "i loved writing this one" because i really do love writing things you all request me. and i loved writing this one. i love to write about things that involve family and friendship, etc. this one is the type to make my heart feel at peace... i hope you enjoy it and have a nice read! ♡♡

Maybe Jungeun shouldn't keep her eyes open for so long, without blinking. At least that's what Haseul was telling her all the time, but she wouldn't be aware of what her friend was saying until hours later, when the white doors were opened and a person wearing blue from head to toe told her that she was finally allowed to enter. For now, she had her hands cupped over her mouth, her feet tapping the floor in a frantic rhythm, her heart pumping blood like crazy.

Why couldn't things be like in the movies, where she could just have a camera filming everything that was going on in that room?

How was it going? How were you? And how was the baby? GOD, WAS THE BABY OKAY?

The movements of her feet accelerated even more and she felt the touch of a hand resting very cautiously on her knee.

"Stop doing that, you're looking like a maniac!", Hyejoo's voice, impatient and at the same time anxious, sounded beside Jungeun.

"I think I'm having a nervous breakdown.", she replied in a low voice, sweat forming on the corner of her forehead.

A huge, vibrant smile appeared in the blonde's vision and warm hands took hers, that were cold, in an affectionate squeeze. Jiwoo.

"How about if we go get something to eat? I'm sure there must be anything good in these machines full of food.”, said her longtime friend.

With a nod and letting Jiwoo guide her, Jungeun was pulled by the arm to a vending machine in the corner of the waiting room. While, in her mind, Jungeun was pulled for a few moments before what would be the greatest moment of her life (along with her wedding day, of course).

8 AM, same day

"Christ! It’s like I'm about to explode!", you said, putting your hand on your belly and feeling a twinge in your back.

"A beautiful, healthy child is going to appear from this explosion...", Jungeun started to speak, slowly approaching the bed, leaning on one knee and then the other. "And this child is very...", her hands landed on your belly, one of them over your right hand. "... very loved!"

"And we haven't even thought about the name of this beloved child yet."

You looked at her with a disapproving gaze.

"I don't want to decide anything right now because I think it will be more exciting to take this important decision when the time comes.", Jungeun shrugged without looking at you, she was very busy stroking your belly button.

"Maybe if you just let me..."

"Don't even think about it. This baby is mine too, you know?", the irritated tone disappeared from Jungeun's voice when her eyes met the playful glow of yours. She smiled.

"You know I would never make a decision like that without you, right?"

She nodded and lifted her body so she could kiss you, but there was a huge belly between the two of you - with a baby on the way in - and you started to laugh.

"Ahhhh!! So close yet so far!", dramatized Jungeun, as she lay down beside you and kissed your forehead and then your lips. "Now, close enough."

10 PM, the day before

"I still can't believe you chose this crackhead to be our baby's godmother...", you whispered to Jungeun, leaning on the doorframe while watching Jiwoo dancing some children's music and doing a super choreography in front of a camera.

Jungeun smiled at you.

"It's not like you didn't say 'oh, babe, I would never forgive you if I didn't choose Jiwoo to be our baby’s godmother', right?"

All the girls were there, they decided to have the first “Girls’ Pajama Party with the Baby” even before the baby was born. Not that you didn't love the idea, but to see Jiwoo carrying that camera everywhere was hilarious. You wouldn't miss an opportunity to make fun of it.

"You have to understand that I have hormones. Many! And they are crazy running back and forth, telling me what to do all the time! It's not like everything I say is valid while pregnant. Plus: I didn’t know she would do this Good Luck Charlie sort of thing."

With a mischievous look, Jungeun brought her face close to yours, smiling like a mischievous child.

"So it means that I am right deciding that the baby's one-year birthday should be Taeyeon-themed."

You gave her an angry look.

"I've been carrying our beautiful baby for nine months. If it were to honor someone on their one-year anniversary, it should be me."

A warm laugh from the bottom of Jungeun's heart filled your ears. She came over and wrapped her right arm around your waist while her left hand was over your protruding belly. None of you had reached such a full level of happiness like this before.

"Don't worry... Taeyeon won't be a party theme, I promise." she kissed your face. "It's so easy to annoy you lately. But there's no need to worry. The one-year anniversary theme will be Harry Potter, anyways."

You rolled your eyes trying to hide a smile. Jungeun noticed it. She always did. She smiled back and stroked your belly once more. It was difficult to know which of you two was most anxious for the family to be finally complete.

5 months ago

"Come on, say something very beautiful and with enough meaning, because then I will edit with a ballad song in the background."

Jiwoo was pointing the camera at you, whose lips were covered with doritos crumbs and ice cream, while Jungeun held up a jar of that same ice cream that you dipped the spoon from time to time.

"I can only think of how bizarre these mixtures become each month, I have no idea what beautiful things I can say.", Jungeun spoke while giving you a judgmental look. “I can’t believe my baby is eating… this.”

"Just say my name, so you will say one of the most beautiful things in the world.", you replied, raising your eyebrows as you dipped the tip of the doritos in the pistachio green and put it whole in your mouth.

"Grooooooss.", Jiwoo hummed as she turned the camera to her face. "I hope you don't have to deal with this often."

You two were at Heejin's apartment, decided to stop by as you were walking around the neighborhood looking for that ice cream flavor. Yeojin and Jiwoo went to meet you. This was yet another visit for the future "aunts" of the baby to come.

"I will definitely deal with them to keep you safe." Yeojin noted, beside Jiwoo and staring at the camera.

"Don't worry. We will protect you from anything that might negatively affect you, even if it means taking you away from these delinquents' arms." Heejin said, joining the other two.

"An army against us?", Jungeun asked as you put one of those doritos in her mouth.

They giggled. Another scene for the baby's life documentary, directed exclusively by Kim Jiwoo.

7 months ago

"Well... maybe we should... maybe we should buy baby things? Or set up the baby's room?", You suggested, astonished by the news that, finally, you were going to have a baby.

With the results of the exam in hands, Jungeun was very quiet on the way home. Parking the car in the garage of the building where you lived together, you waited for an answer to your questions.

Pregnant? Who knew you would be pregnant? Well, it was your dream two months ago. You both decided to make this dream come true. But it was a short while ago, actually. And you were not expecting a positive response so quickly. On the first try? Wow! This was really fast.

You noticed Jungeun's trembling hands and, now that you were pregnant, you would have a child of both of you, increasing the "family with our shape" because it's gonna be "the personification of your love", as the blonde said a few times. You wondered if she regretted it. After all, it would affect both your lives on a large scale, even though it was, at the moment, no more than the size of a bean.

"Look, I... I understand if you don't want to say anything. I will respect your space, but I thought it was our decision and..."

"Could you excuse me for a moment?", Jungeun said, in a whispering voice, and getting out of the car.

You understood that you shouldn't go after her and you were left with no reaction to her words. Meanwhile, outside the car, in the light of the vehicle's white headlights, the blonde of exuberant beauty and small body read the exam again, a growing smile on the pink lips that you loved to kiss so much.

Suddenly, to your shock, she let out a cry mixed with laughter and jumped in the air. It was as if, there, in that deserted garage and with you in the car, there was a space where Jungeun could celebrate it with vivacity. She was just so full of joy!

She was just as happy as you are, obviously! She just needed to find a place to outsource it, a moment when she could be free, a place where she could celebrate it!

Jungeun's hands held the test results as if they were holding the most precious thing in her life. And, somehow, it was.

You flashed the headlights in sync with her leaps and, watching her body turn to the car, her dark brown eyes staring into the glass, you knew what she would say and you both said at the same time, in a whisper only your hearts could hear.

"I love you."

Back to Present – 3 AM

Keeping a packet of m&m's in her jacket pocket, saving it for you to eat later, Jungeun finished eating a strawberry cereal bar, chewing slowly as the girls entered into a conversation to try to calm their spirits. In fact, everyone there was looking forward to you and the baby being well and being able to receive visitors as soon as possible.

Jinsoul told a story of her adolescence and the girls highlighted some parts, asked a few things and laughed. But Jungeun's mind was just a few feet from that waiting room.

Were you in pain? Was the baby finding the way out safely? Was the baby healthy? Were you okay?

She had no way of knowing. She went to the bathroom, the girls followed the blonde head with concern as she crossed the room to the door with a blue sign written "toilet".

When closing the door already inside the bathroom, every sound coming from outside was isolated. Jungeun turned the tap on and felt the cascade of water flowing through her fingers, finding some calm with that, since the only person who could give her the biggest amount of peace was in labor.

She washed her face and dried it with paper, stared at her reflection and realized she was pale. She would only regain color when she could finally see you and the baby.

She put her hand on the door handle again, turning it, and when she closed the door behind her, she noticed that all the girls were standing, staring at the beginning of the corridor. Her face turned in the same direction, where a nurse was standing still, noticed the movement of the woman's lips and the signal for her to follow her on a path. That woman would take Jungeun's to where her heart belonged.

"I wish you were with me... with us at the moment…", you whispered.

"The nurses didn't let me in, babe, but I'm here now..."

Jungeun was almost crouched beside the bed, her face close to yours. She reached up and stroked your cheekbones, touching your forehead with hers.

“How was it?”, she asked.

“It was like I was shitting a coconut.”

Her throat exploded with a pleasurable laugh, making you laugh along, even though you felt a lot of pain in your entire body. Tiredness was overwhelming you, but not enough to see your baby again.

"I only saw our baby for about 5 seconds and I was barely able to see that little face before they did the cleaning and exams."

Your voice was a whisper and Jungeun shook her head, as if she told you not to worry about it, and then she gave you a peck.

When the nurse came into the room and placed the baby in your arms, Jungeun was already crying. She never thought that your love could take on a human shape, so small, fragile and beautiful.

"Oh, God... I love you both so much..." she said, letting those strong tears run down her clean face as she bent down to kiss the top of the baby's head very gently.

That little body, with small hands, gripped her finger firmly and you knew that you would not let anything in the world do anything to destroy that purity. Jungeun felt the same way. Somehow, you knew that. You felt that. Perhaps because you had known her for a long time. Perhaps it was because of love. But you did knew. And she also knew that, whatever happened, her family would always be the homewhere your hearts could rest.

#kim lip scenario #kim lip scenarios #kim lip reactions #loona reactions #loona scenarios #loona scenario #loona imagine #kim lip x reader #jungeun scenarios #kpop reactions #kpop scenarios #girlgroup scenarios

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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❛ A NIGHTMARE ❜

with Michael ‘Riz’ Ariza and the Reyes brothers.

Request #1: Please tell me mine makes the count for the first 10 lmao But if you can. Can you please do a Riz request where the girl is a sister, possibly a Reyes sister and the two of them are secretly together. And they spend the night together until her two brothers open the door and see them?

BY @firebenderwolf

Request #2: helloooooo i would to request an imagine with riz ariza in which the reader is angel and ez sister. the plot about something fluff like cuddling or having a cute whatever is better for you. Thank you so much🤍

BY ANON

Warnings: none.

Word count: anout 1.8k

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @fromthesixteenthfloor

Masterlist.

Suddenly waking up, covered by sweat and your heart racing, you grab the baseball bat next to your bed. You're pretty sure that you heard a strange noise coming from the living room, but EZ and Angel are out of town. So you just hope that it was part of your nightmare. Slowly walking through your brother's flat, barefoot and trying to be silent, you turn on the lights. Everything seems under normality. The windows are closed and the main door is locked. Nothing is thrown over the floor and the TV is off. Coming back to your room with the same defensive position and the bat raised up in front of your eyes, ready to beat whoever's ass, you run like never before as soon as you reach your dorm. Putting the latch that Angel installed for you, for these days, you crawl to your bed to grab your phone starting to cry for no reason. Typing Riz's number by heart, you wait impatiently for hearing his voice.

“Mi amor, what's up?” He was sleeping, noticing it in the low tone he uses to speak.

“Can yo—you come to my house, pl—please?” You can't help but sob, rubbing your eyes with your knuckles.

“Shit, yes, of course, baby. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Feeling awake, he sounds like he's getting up from his bed, looking for some clothes to wear.

“I just… have a nigh—nightmare, and I'm freak—freaking scared”.

“I'll be there in ten, okay?”

“Ok—Okay…”

You can't stop checking the hour on your phone every single second, biting superficially your nails without breaking them, trying to calm yourself somehow. You're not used to having nightmares, and usually when it happens, you don't remember what happened. But when your screen turns on again with a text message from Riz, you start to cry again unconsolable, leaving it away and getting up from your bed to run towards the entrance. And, as soon as you open the main door, you jump into him. Your boyfriend doesn't hesitate to hold you tightly, surrounding his waist with your legs, clinged to him with all your strength.

“It's okay, mi amor… It's okay, I'm here”. He whispers caressing your back, coming into the house and closing the door behind his back.

Sinking your face into his neck, you try to get a little more relaxed, less shaked and breathing somewhat better. He knows he doesn't need to say anything, being enough with his presence and his lovely touch. It's the first time he hears you cry and it's really breaking his heart. Leading his steps towards the nearest sofa, Riz sits there holding you yet, before cupping your cheek in his hands. Cleaning your tears without any word uttered, he leans to peck your lips softly.

“I'm here, mi amor, don't cry”. He mutters, leaving now some clingy kisses in your cheeks to make you laugh. At least, a little.

“Can you… please stay tonight?” You almost beg him, sniffing but not crying anymore.

“You don't have to ask for it, mi reina”. He just says, showing you that smile you love more than anything.

Riz has that power on you that anyone else has. He husks your demons, your insecurities, your fears. Anything bad that runs through your mind, he puts it down. And he does it so easily that sometimes surprises you. Resting your head over one of his shoulders, you surround him with your arms, closing your eyes just for some seconds in the meantime you recover your peaceful breathing.

“Do you want me to prepare you a tea or something?”

You shake your head softly.

“Okay, I'm gonna take you to bed, alrai'?”

Standing up from the sofa, he walks towards your room with a slow pace, until reaching it. Placing your feet on the white fluffy carpet, Riz starts to undress himself leaving only his boxers, to lie down by your side drawing you into his arms, after turning off the lights. One of his hands falls on your neck, while the other caress your skin under the short sleeve, tangling your legs with his. Placing gently kisses on your forehead, you rest your head over his shoulder, closing your eyelids. Now you feel more safe than ever, even if there's any danger close.

“I love you”. You whisper into his ear, leaning some inches to kiss his cheek.

You're not used to saying these three simple words, but instead using a lot of pet-names. So every time you utter them, your boyfriend smiles like an idiot, just like you do. You don't know how it happened, exactly. Since you two met, you couldn't avoid flirting unconsciously, until you found out that you were in love with each other to the gills. And one night at the clubhouse, he couldn't wait much more to kiss you. Sometimes it's difficult to hide it from your brothers, but it's been eight months since you started and they don't suspect anything, even if you know that one day you will have to tell them about your relationship. But for the moment, you don't want to think about it, getting more comfy under his arms.

“I was thinking of asking Bishop for some days off, so we can go somewhere”. Riz comments with feigned causality, making you laugh low.

“Sounds good”. You nod, raising your eyes towards the black ones. “Where do you wanna go?”

“I don't know… Tijuana, Los Angeles, San Diego. Depends on if you prefer more heat desert or beach”.

“Anywhere is perfect without having to hide”.

“Fuck, yes”. The mexican can't help but break into laughter. “Do you feel better?”

Turning over his side, he caresses the line of your jaw softly. You just nod in silence, before pressing your lips on his. Getting perfectly molded, you tangle your fingers in his hair, not wanting to let him go.

“I love you, mi amor”. He says between some kisses.

You wake up rested and feeling better than other nights, sticking your back to his chest and tangling your fingers with the ones around your neck and waist, shortening the distance. Feeling how Riz holds you tightly and leaves some kisses on your head, you purr softly drawing a smile on your lips. You would like to spend the whole morning like that, just enjoying his pampers in silence. But he has to work and you have to study for an exam. So that calm doesn't last long.

“Talk with your brothers about the nightmare, when they come ba—”.

“We're already here, old ass!”

Angel's voice freezes your blood. Suddenly opening your eyes and sitting up over the bed with a terrified look on your faces.

“Shit…” Your boyfriend snorts, rubbing his face with both hands.

“Maybe they didn't hear you”. You try to whisper.

“What the fuck, girl? I'm answering him”.

“Angel…” EZ's just says.

“What? He's fucking our little sister, man!”

“And you're fucking the whole Santo Padre”. Your brother responds, making you chuckle, seeing Riz getting up to get dressed.

“We're not talking about my cock”.

“Not even about Riz's”. You add then, stepping out from your dorm, walking towards them in the living room. “Jeez… You look like shit”.

Angel raises an eyebrow with his eyes on yours, before rolling them.

“Thank you, that's very kind”. Ezekiel smirks, having a sip from his coffee. “Having fun in our absence?”

“I had a nightmare. I thought someone came to… steal or something, and I was fucking scared”.

“So you call him”.

“Who else, idiot?”

“Pops?” EZ says as if it wasn't obvious.

“Guys”.

“Dirty old ass”.

“Angel, I'm gonna fucking punch you el pinche hocico”. (Into the fucking mouth).

“Fight me, gnome”.

Lifting up both eyebrows looking at him, twisting your neck, you can't believe how immature he's sometimes.

“I will call you when I'm done later, okay?”

“No, you better don't call h—”.

“Ezekiel, can you hit Angel, please?”

Your brother obeys delighted, punching his shoulder, as he used to so when you were children. And the older gives him back another, distracting them so you can say goodbye to Riz, accompanying him to the main door.

“Thank you for coming last night”. You whisper, hearing your brothers complaining about the punches, while he kisses your forehead chuckling.

“Anytime, gnome”.

“Oh, c'mon!” You laugh palming his chest. “I love you…”

“I love you too”.

Coming back to the living room, after closing the door, you continue to the kitchen to have some coffee in a mug and sit at the table with your brothers. They stop fighting, waiting for some kind of explanation.

“He runs Vicki's house”.

“And you run the whole Santo Padre”. Ezekiel is drinking when he hears you, almost drowning between some coughs and cleaning his mouth with a hand.

“Anyone know?” He asks then.

“Yeah, Taza and Bishop”.

“Girl, what the fuck? How do they know before us?”

“I went to Taza's ranch to have dinner. Like… a lot of times”.

“You went to a house in the middle of nowhere with three men older than you?” Angel can't believe you, leaning towards the table.

“Yeah, and we did an orgy. Are you fucking idiot?” You growl hitting his forehead with your palm.

“Pops knows?” Turning to your other brother, you nod shrugging as if it wasn't obvious.

Suddenly, Angel throws himself to the floor, sobbing and tangling his hands over his own chest. You two look at him over the table, watching him feigning a heart attack or being possessed. Any theory is valid for whatever he's doing.

“You fucking drama queen…” Rolling your eyes, you sit up again.

“How much time do y—”.

“Eight months”.

“AY! AY, AY!” You can't help but break into laughs, hearing your big brother pretending to be crying.

“Fucking idiot”. Shaking your head, you get up from your chair to turn the table and fall onto Angel's abdomen like a plank.

“Don' touch me, you traitor, breaking my poor heart”.

“Anything that a Reyes sandwich doesn't fix”. The other says, falling onto you smashing both.

“FUCK, EZEKIEL”. The oldest and you complain laughing, barely breathing. “FUCKING MOVE”.

Squirming in the middle, you free yourself, lying on the floor between both. Looking at them, you place your arms under their necks pulling them closer.

“(Y/N) Ariza. How does it sound?”

“If you fuckin' change the ‘Reyes’ one day, I'm gonna run over him with pops' car”. Angel grunts palming your forehead.

“I'm more into tying his feet to it, and driving through the desert”. Ezekiel opines pursing his lips in a petty smile.

“You wouldn't if I poison you first”.

“Yeah, whatever. What happened last night?”

“I think it was just my subconscious missing my two favorite boys”.

“Do you see how fake that sounds, mi dulcecito?”

“Cierra el pinche hocico”. (Shut the fuck up). You chuckle with your eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I really missed you those four days, idiots…”

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 4 years

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Okay get ready to see me in your inbox a lot lol, I am not sneaky like my name implies 🤣 So if you don't mind, could I please request B, C, & F from the fluffy abcs for Isaac? Tysm 💖

Hi there, not-Sneaky 😉💕💕💕 I’d be delighted to offer some Isaac love!! I hope you enjoy these~💖💖

B = Body (what is his favorite part of her body?)

Her hands! Our baby boy Isaac is full of wholesome uwus (yes I am fully aware that the other 50% of him is horny, but pls this is fluff hours) and cherishes that part of her because it was the way that she reached his heart. Always seeking him out no matter how much he hesitated or retreated, always reaching past his self-doubt to find the best parts of him. They’re the part of her that always held him steady; when he was sick, when he was scared, when he was confused--she was always there to save him.

From ever since he can remember, so much of his time was spent alone; he never had anyone he could just turn to like that, who would just take his hand without another word and lead him into a world full of fun, laughter, and normalcy. He never imagined anyone would slow themselves down to match his pace, that someone would find him and never let him go despite his awkward nature. He’s moved beyond belief literally every time she reaches for his hand, or he tentatively reaches for hers--only for her to hold fast without a second thought. Her smile when he tries to initiate? Life-changing. He swears his life is before and after that moment; just thinking about it makes him go red as an apple, bashful face turned down as he plays with his hair.

There's something about the simple act that makes him feel so connected to her, so comforted. When he feels isolated now, he knows that all he needs to do is reach out to find warmth and understanding--and that fact gives him immeasurable peace.

After he proposes, his gaze will often be drawn to the ring she wears on her left hand without fail, the symbol of their union--of her equal desire to be his--making his heart feel so full, like it’s too big for his chest. The sight will make him smile suddenly, whether he catches a glimpse of it from afar or it catches his eye up close. Anytime he holds her left hand he’ll press a kiss to the ring before letting their hands fall back into place between them. (Sometimes, when he’s feeling bold, he’ll do it without any explanation or prompting in passing, and MC just melts on the spot as he runs away, equally mortified and pleased with himself LMAO)

C = Cuddling (how does he like to cuddle?)

Isaac’s favorite way to cuddle is either on his bed or under a sea of stars. He loves it best when they’re laying together and she’s snuggled up close to that spot between his neck and shoulder. He loves feeling the gossamer brush of her lips as she adjusts, the heat of her breath. He loves to feel her heart race when he welcomes her into his embrace before it settles after a few minutes, steady. He loves how her hair scatters and curls around his shoulder, the familiar scent of her shampoo drifting as he plays with the strands so much longer than his own, silky between his fingers.

Sometimes he'll place light kisses over her brow, her closed eyes, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, her neck, her shoulder. He loves it because she starts giggling--a little ticklish--and wriggles in his arms while he gives her a little squeeze and snuggles closer. It's intimate but it's also fun and relaxed; they often fall asleep in each others' arms that way.

(Also he loves the softness of her body against him--especially the titty--but will be far too mortified to ever admit it, he thinks it’s boorish to say such a thing out loud and disrespectful.)

F = Family (does he want one? If he does, when?)

Honestly, I could absolutely see Isaac wanting a family with MC!! I think he would need time to get used to the idea/mentally prepare, and I think he would want to discuss it thoroughly with MC--he wants to make sure she wants this too, that she doesn’t feel pressure just because he likes the idea. That being said, after a few years of being together I could easily see them starting their family with so much joyful (and a little nervous) anticipation! He’s always been fond of helping kids grow and giving them all the affection and patience his own family never really extended to him; he just finds it so fulfilling, it fills him with warm fuzzies. His contrarian nature dissolves into a calm, earnest maturity around children that makes them gravitate towards his company. He would be worried about being a good father internally, but considering how thoughtful and devoted he is, he’s definitely underestimating himself c:

(Dazai has been banned from playing with their children because he has been deemed a hazard; it’s very cute that Isaac thinks this will stop him. Isaac about has a heart attack when they reach grade school age and he finds Dazai teaching them how to make rain ghosts in their own home. “How in blazes did you even get in here??” Isaac asks. “Your window was open.” Is all that Dazai offers. Turns out the little ones needed to be picked up--MC was late running an errand--and Dazai walked them home with umbrellas in tow. He taught them about how his people made rain ghosts to pray for better weather, and thought it might be a fun little task for them to do together. The little ghosts hang from that window long after the bubs are all grown up ;-;)

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ephemeralgalaxies · 3 years

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Loki Ep4 Spoilers below (once more bc I just can't help myself, can I?)

It's been a while since I've had a character as interesting as Mobius to analyze and I have no chill. Spoilers start below:

Also some spoilers for WandaVision but it's been months so hopefully y'all have seen it

TL;DR Mobius really trying to connect back with Loki in order to try and bring the TVA down (and also bc "oops, Loki was right, guess I gotta own up to that bitterness") and it works but it hurts so much. Also see: I can't stop watching this scene over and over trying to understand Mobius' subtle actions bc his reaction here is so different than in all other scenes where he's usually calm or trying to delve deep into Loki's mind for information. Now he's just desperate.

Ok so I know I made a post talking about Mobius' jealousy in that interrogation scene but I also want to touch on when he comes back again after seeing the footage from C-20's interrogation scene bc man is so desperate here and I'm crying

(I'm sorry, I can't get gifs to work for me today so we just using images. But I got these from this post)

Mobius was so hurt last time we saw him, Loki being thrown back into the time cell with Lady Sif, hitting our dear agent with "out of all the liars in this place... you are the biggest... for the [lies] you tell yourself." Mobius has been pushing down all these doubts, hiding all his questions and curiosities of the TVA for a while. He's teased Ravonna, but could never really get anywhere. Then after speaking with Loki about Sylvie, about "you're all variants", Hunter B-15's suspicions, the oddness of C-20's "death" (M:"she was just fine before." R:"well, then she suddenly wasn't fine."). Mobius is finally allowing himself to realize things, to question truly what is going on. (R: "Is that what you wanted to hear?" M: "Yeah, if that's the truth." R: "You've been around Lokis too long.")

In this scene, when he comes back to the time cell for Loki, he's frustrated, he's angry, he's desperate. Everything is a lie. He can't pretend anymore. Loki has bonded with Sylvie (actually caring for another human being without the trauma of Thor: The Dark World and Thor: Ragnarok) ((I'm begging you, pls let him see a variant of Thor in this series and get to bond again, I miss them)). C-20 is likely pruned and gone forever with no answers. B-15 is getting anxious and unfocused. Ravonna is snapping at him and manipulating him with those long speeches (please, Mobius has heard enough from Loki's videos to know when he's being manipulated by fake sentimental words). He's tired, no longer patient enough for all the little quips-- he just need answers. For once in his "life" at the TVA, he just wants the truth. Something to safely hold to.

He's just put Loki through this timeloop of Lady Sif, of someone from home someone that could've been close to him under different circumstances, someone his brother cared about, kicking him/slapping him/ berating him with "you deserve to be alone, and you always will be." Loki's whole "Sacred Timeline Life" marks him to "always be alone", to finally get close to people before being torn away (whether in his own volition or by someone/something else). But with Loki caring for Sylvie, maybe even loving her, this changes everything for this Loki. He could finally care enough to save someone, to go out of his way in order to help others at his own cost. And Mobius knows this.

He asks again, desperate, pleading, hoping. Loki has to believe in himself, has to love himself enough to think to believe that he deserves a family, love, security from his greatest fear. He has to have changed because if not, then he'll either get pruned or wind up just like Mobius. Either way, gone from existence-- life erased, precious memories of "what if", "what once was", obliterated. He has to believe, or it'll happen again and again and again. To everyone, to the whole universe, unless something someone could do the impossible and shatter all reality.

With Wanda (specifically in WandaVision, final episode end credits), with her searching for her children and Vision, attempting the impossible and blending her realities in order to give them life because she needs them, she loves them. (M: "If you really care about [Sylvie]..."). This threat to the Sacred Timeline, pushing closer and closer to the MCU Multiverse, because they have to, because they want to.

(sorry again for bland picture, I love his expression in this gif but it wont load)

Mobius knows Loki is hurting-- from Lady Sif, from his past, from failing to protect Sylvie on his own, from Mobius not believing him and calling him "just a bad friend". He knows Loki could learn to believe, but he doesn't yet. Only Frigga ever told him she believed in him, he needs to hear it again. He needs to know he deserves love because he is loved. Mobius does, "believe, stupidly" (ep2) that Loki has this potential.

When I first saw this scene in the trailers, I was nervous it would be in the context of Mobius trying to get Loki on the TVA's side, "someone good". But here, this is so much better-- he knows the TVA is lying, is manipulating, is destroying lives. (L: "No one bad is every truly bad, and no one good is ever truly good" ep2 again lol). Loki knows he's not "truly good", that he's hurt people-- whether he planned to or not. But he can still be good. He can still choose to love, to care, to believe.

He can be what he's always wanted, what Frigga promised him, what he's always feared. He can be known, be loved, be safe-- Loki doesn't just fear being alone, he fears people choosing to leave him. That's why the memory of Lady Sif instead of Thor reaching for him on the Rainbow Bridge or Thanos threatening the Asgardian refugees or even Odin trying to explain why he "saved" Loki when he fought Loki's homeland. This memory was casual, simple, unnecessary. But it's always the smallest moments that truly impact us the most-- the slight changes.

When Mobius says this to Loki, he freezes-- he's confused, hesitant, scared. No one tells him this, why is someone telling him this, how can I believe this?

And then:

.And the little shrug Mobius gives here

It's so casual, so simple, so nonchalant. He just wants to reassure Loki that he still cares. He just spent a whole interrogation hounding on Loki for finding love with Sylvie, for changing with her (jealous boi be jealous), for lying to him and betraying him (M: "You don't do partners... unless ofc it benefits you and you intend to betray them at some point"). But now, now he's stopped lying to himself. He knows he cares, that Loki has a chance, that they have to burn this place down. Mobius wants stop this from ever happening again, from someone ever having to go through what Loki's gone through, being told they can never be loved because that's just how the Timeline goes. That a kid would be taken away from their family (probably because Sylvie presents feminine?? Idk, feel like MCU Odin wouldn't be so good with that). He has to reassure Loki, he wants to, because no one should ever feel that way again.

(and frick I really hate this, please look at the gifs from the linked post above, u gotta see his precious smile grow)

LOOK AT THIS SMILE, LOOK AT HIM HE'S HAPPY. And it was such a small, subtle apology from Mobius but it made all the difference bc he told Loki that he believes in him. And then they walk back out of the time cell, side-by-side, looking at each other. Content, safe, prepared to face the world together. He's no longer alone.

... And then ofc this happens...

*cue my heart shattering* (bless Hiddleston's acting).

The fact that you can even hear the hitch in Mobius' breath as he realizes this is the end of the line for him, that Ravonna knows and there's no going back--he's not making it out of this.

"One last desperate trick from the desperate trickster."

He talks about the jetski, about what his life might have been, he knows this hits Loki, being ripped from your timeline, losing all that potential. More importantly, it gives Loki a reason to fight. A silent, "Don't let this happen again. Don't let them get away with this. Please, remember me, don't let me disappear." But it doesn't work, because the one thing Mobius didn't account for, is that Loki cares about him. That now, the fight drains out of him. They pruned Mobius, ofc they'll get to Loki and Sylvie. They didn't even hesitate. Loki just lost, once again, the only other person who ever told him they believed in him. "You can be whoever, whatever..." "She told me I could do anything..."

Loki is less of a narcissist and more of a person desperate to fill that hole inside-- he's been neglected, cast aside, told he should want this and then never getting it. A "Glorious Purpose" to always hide in the shadows, to cause suffering, to give others a reason to unite against him. But for once, just once he hoped that he didn't have to do it alone-- that he could unite. And then they crushed those beautiful few seconds of hope like it was just another tedious, burdening purpose of the TVA.

(credits of images/gifs to the original posts linked, none were mine as I can't figure this out at all lol)

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miioouu · 3 years

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I would neeevvvvveeerrr be with someone else fishy love! I'm here with you! Right now! I can't leave your sight most of the time and now it's even worse after you saw that...uh… totally random dude with “me”.

Wait, so I have competition for my yandere 👀 this is need and I'm totally gonna lose because in that dream I was only supposed to spy on her to see which potions she was making, I was also a yandere hunter. Not a witch hunter!

Lets just say I will die if the witch confronts me.

F, we both can't find stories 😔

I can see boiboi living for it the most, that kinky bastard- fishy would love it the most like, after something bad happened, maybe a break down or after he saw “you” with boiboi, just to make sure you're real and you have a reflection like a normal person lmao

Man we should really expand on my god boi, we only have his looks but what abt personality, he seems pretty lax with sexual stuff and if it's not a real physical thing. He also doesn't understand shit about normal human things.

I'm cursed by two yanderes 😔 sad

You know, sometimes I do remember my dreams but they're so long I don't even bother trying to remember them so I end up forgetting, if it was juicy or interesting I will tell but if it's only mildly interesting I don't even bother, like I swear my dream today, people had enough time to move houses and there were like 5 plot points with different people at the same time, none was that interesting, there was one count that was most interesting but of course I forgot that part 😔

Rika, like, they went HARD with trying to redeem her. TOO hard. It was basically forced and it made me hate her more, just from the fact that Cheritz is trying this hard. It's stupid honestly and it shows how hard they try :/ it's so hard that I swear a wattpad story about baldi x reader had better redeeming qualities for baldi. Like bro. Stop.

I don't hate V as much because they don't try to redeem him as hard. It's like normal you know, you can choose whether you forgive him or not, it's not something like you have to forgive him or else some 5 year old guilt trip shit happens.

I also just like V more because he's actually nice. Like genuinely a nice person. He tries to help Rika, she refuses, they get into an argument, she go pokey pokey V’s eyes now brokey, he helped us escape (I vaguely know what happens in V’s route but I played Saeran’s route three times now, Jumin 4 (doing 5 rn), so I know what happens in saerans route a lot, and i also played his after ending twice.) but in saerans route he decided he can't live without Rika because of this soulmate shit they got going on and Rika in the end is like “i'm gonna turn my sun into ashes” or some shit like that. Emphasis on “my”.

I swear V’s after ending judge route. It's a mess. I could tell you if you want, you probably don't want to get that damn ending yourself anyway. It's worse than most wattpad guilt trip stories like skdbk please why???

Also i think yoosung just has a MAJOR hero worship for her, basically obsession where it can seem like he's in love, but he just looks up to her A LOT. Anyway Rika is adopted :0

Oh man, maybe he's like, a planner or something, like, that's where well get married, I'm thinking of names for our children, that's where we'll have a date-

You get the idea.

Our local horny and sometimes romantic loner boiboi.

Long hair can be smexy, I've only seen fictional characters and some select few (I've only seen markiplier and Keanu reeves, everyone else I've seen are kind of ugli, probably because most I've seen also have that ugly teenage moustache. Pls shave. I don't really see many celebrities, so yeah)

Anyway, the day Aizawa gets short hair is the day I gauge my eyes out, stab my eyeballs and eye sockets, pour bleach in the wounds and wait until I die of blood loss or the bleach.

Especially a nicely designed cape that fits the character somewhat and isn't just plastered on there because yes.

I actually wanted to get Zen’s route first but I got yoosung, didn't really flirt with Zen after that unless the other option was a mean one. Then ill flirt, though yoosung did become jealous at one point 👀

It seems common that people would get yoosung when going for Zen. You just can't be mean to yoosung, but you have to at least onceif you want Zen. It's too easy to get yoosung hearts.

GIVE THE AFFECTION QWEEN CUDDLES-

Boiboi would totally jump on that.

-🐱nonny “you can decide if you want to take that literally or sexually”

Ok that's a beeg one! Let's start!!!

Fishy is just being stupid... If you think nommy is with someone else, maybe that's because you're not doing your job properly hmm?? Think about that 👀

Well... It's not really a competition. Ghost man wants to be with you, so you already know you're his. Though the witch, i feel like if he's been a ghost for waaaay too long, maybe she lost interest, lost hope. Mayne she could reverse the curse, but she's also sad and lonely... Maybe she'll curse you too👀

Your dreams are very complex and action filled. So yeah, remembering them must be so difficult. My dreams are very boring, so even if i tried to remember, it's basically just wasting my time.

I feel like that was chritz goal. They dont want us to like her, they want us to hate her. So they made her super duper annoying.

V is a nive person, a bit too nice to the point its annoying. He's naive. I understand that he tried helping her and all that. That's amazing. But after all the things she did to him, he still tried to help her?! Why bro! I understand you're in love, but that's obsession! Also, if i remember correctly, the way V talked, it didn't feel genuine. Like the "pick me guy". A bit too manipulative, yk? Like ooouh its ok if you dont forgive me, i understand uwu.... No shut up.

Yes! Yoosung was weird, a bit too baby like! It's not my fav type of characters (obv i love jumin, total opposites!) And same, i wanted to get zen but I got yoosung. And i also tried jaehee, but i got yoosung :(

Affection = sexy timez with boiboi sooo... Have fuuuun

#It's so hot here #My hands are sweating #ranty rant #personal #🐱#🐱nonny

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Continued discussion about Sophie's "redemption arc"

Original post from @agathasarmy

@agathasarmy I've moved this to a new post cause I have a lot of feelings and still want to continue this discussion and I hope you don't mind

So anyways...

(this wouldve been also a great way to introduce the concept of legacies, especially with the past vs. present. vs. future theme and it would also parallel tedros’ storyline as they’re both dealing with the fallout of carrying their predecessor’s glory)

YESSSS

All of them have big shoes to fill because of the people who've nurtured and believed in them

One thing I really hated in the camelot years was the lack of mourning that Agatha and Sophie did for Callis and Lady Lesso respectively.

That is the kind of anguish that I was looking for. Just them being children and missing their parent/parental figure and wishing that they could still be someone's child who could look out for them and motivate them when they needed.

Like Sophie remembering that Lady Lesso believed in her the way that Sophie could never do and Agatha remembering how her mother would have wanted her daughter to live out her life with with love and adventure.

Let's not even get with Tedros (that's a whole other meta in itself)

so far all i got was lesso and hester being the best examples of it, but what i also got from them was that Evil wasnt being cruel but serving as the balance to Good like ok???? what exactly does that entail??

Exactly, I'm really frustrated about this because as much as Soman has tried to make us understand that Good and Evil are equals, he has never actually shown us how equal they can be since all the Evil figures that we have are usually helping Good.

I'm really pissed that the Coven's quest involve them finding a new School Master when they have absolutely no need to do that. They should be doing their own stuff instead. It's the one thing I shame Prof Dovey for.

that was what I expected the series would be: Tedros and Agatha as Good because Good always stands stronger together, and Sophie as Evil because Evil is best alone, but not lonely

I stand behind your point about "Alone but not Lonely" quote because if that does not describe Sophie's biggest problem than I don't know what does. She can have all the fans that she wants and build the whole School for Evil in her tribute and pretend that she's a strong independent woman who doesn't need a man but she'll still feel the loneliness seep through if she doesn't have a closure with her insecurities and envy

instead Soman subverted our expectations in the worst way possible since GoT S8 (dont @ me)

I will stand by you with the hate for GoT s8. That was a trainwreck so badly done it imploded on itself. Recently, writers that have big productions have been having a hard time gracefully ending their stories

EXACTLY I JUST KNOW SOMAN’S GONNA BRUSH IT OFF OR BARELY MENTION IT WHEN THIS KIND OF DIALOGUE IS MORE IMPORTANT TO THE MESSAGE OF THE STORY THAN SOMAN RANDOMLY INSERTING DOVEY AS TEDROS’ GODMOTHER OR REAPER BEING KING FOR PLOT CONVENIENCE

I KNOW HOW YOU FEEL. I WILL NOT STOP BEING SO FREAKING BITTER ABOUT IT.

Soman was off with a good start on that one. I would have been more interested with Sophie trying to handle her narcissistic desires vs her need to actually be a decent Dean to all the new students just like how Lady Lesso was for her. Her understanding how to be Evil and be herself would have been a nice read.

if soman had to bring back a trope from the last era, it would be the discussion of dichotomies i.e. Good vs. Evil, instead of the evil lover trope cos aint nobody got the time for that

YESSS

It's still technically the school for GOOD AND EVIL SERIES even if we go to a new era I was hoping that Soman would still have these as the roots but NOOOO.

His obsession with Sophie obsessing over boys that obsess over her is a strong one apparently.

like at this point it’ just really blatantly obvious how much Soman favors Sophie and I wouldnt be that bothered if he didnt sacrifice the plot or the other characters’ brain cells to go along with it cos to this day I refuse to believe that people really would just accept Rhian like that after reading The Tale of Sophie and Agatha

EXCATLY. I HONESTLY COULD NOT UNDERSTAND SOME OF THE DECISIONS OF THE OTHER CHARACTERS ABOUT THIS.

Like did no one still understand that not everything is what it seems?!

I am baffled with how easy they trusted a comeplete stranger over Agatha who has proven over and over and over again that she fights for the good of EVERYONE and is perfecrly willing to sacrifice her happiness for theirs.

Like at this point I'm thinking that her fairy tale propably does not do justice for everything that she's been through cause if the other people of the Woods read her story the way we did, there would be no doubt that we would stand behind Agatha for a lifetime

like cmon people we went through this already?? a random hot stranger coming out of nowhere??? ITS THE RED FLAG

In defense with them, (and I am saying this very, very off handedly) Rhian did come around saving everyone's asses and was a pretty decent guy (NOT).

WHAT I AM REALLY SURPISED ABOUT IS THAT THEY WANT A PIECE OF HIM AND HOW EASILY THEY TRUSTED HIM WITH EVERYTHING

I THOUGHT THE POINT OF THIS SERIES WAS TO SHOW THAT ROMANCE WASN’T THE ONLY HIGHEST MANIFESTATION OF LOVE, BUT A LOVE BETWEEN FAMILY OR A LOVE FOR ONE’S SELF WAS JUST AS IMPORTANT????

One of my biggest beefs with Soman's writing. He highlights romance too much compared to platonic and self love. I want a moment with Sophie like the one in TLEA where Agatha was getting stressed about letting Sophie and Tedros grow closer and Soman managed to pretty realistically portray that; Agatha was being insecure and possessive and jealous but she let herself reflect on her actions. She made peace with it and faced it with bravery even though it really hurts her. Because she understood that she would never have closure for this if she didn't let it happen.

AGGIE IS THE BEST. I LOVE HER

Why the hell can't Soman write something similar like this for Sophie.

WHY SOMAN PUTTING THIS AMATONORMATIVE BS IN THIS STORY AGAIN LIKE WE ARE TIRED

In fairness, Sophie getting into ANOTHER romantic relationship I will PASS SO HARD.

But for everyone else that deserves some romantic love (TAGATHA PLS) I will accept crawling

also I like your ideas on what could’ve happened instead, with Rhian being more proactive towards Tedros and Agatha instead of Sophie - it would play well into the Camelot myths and themes that I was really expecting in the new era

I KNOW RIGHT?!?!?!

If Soman could only just get over his Sophie Obsession, then he would understand that Tedros was the perfect target for Rhian's manipulations and Sophie was the perfect target for the downfall.

I have no idea how the hell did Rhian think (but apparently it worked because soman plot) that seducing Sophie would win him the love of the Woods.

plus it wouldve been a chance for Sophie to actively help them instead of tearing them apart like in the last 3 books?? like she’s kinda doing that rn but it would’ve been nice if she didn’t have a hand in stealing their happiness like she’s always done too

Well...for me she doesn't seem like she's tearing them apart anymore but I stand with your point about her stealing their happiness.

This could have been good, good character development for her. Her realizing that she keeps making tagatha miserable and stealing what belongs to them and the complexity that comes with her inner struggle between her envy vs love for her best friends.

PLUS CHADDICK DESERVED TO LIVE INSTEAD OF BEING KILLED FOR PLOT CONVENIENCE LITERALLY IT’S THE WORST DEATH IN THE SERIES NOT COS IT’S SAD BUT COS IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE AND MAKES FOR TERRIBLE WRITING IMHO

"NOT COS IT'S SAD BUT BECAUSE IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE"

SCREAM IT A BIT LOUDER SO SOMAN CAN HEAR IT AT THE BACK!!!!

Soman, I will never forgive you for doing this to this boy.

You could have made Tedros and Chaddick have a falling out. I mean the last time that they interacted was during AWWP and Chaddick treated Tedros as crap. I know that all of us headcanon that these two are each other's best mates but they've barely had significant interactions for me to consider that a case.

They'd be so pressured about not followong the legacy of Arthur and Lance that a small problem could propably tear these two apart.

also, on another point, you would think Sophie would be more sympathetic to Tedros situation given that they’re both leading populations, essentially

plus Sophie learned to understand Tedros’ mind better in awwp??? where the hell did that relationship development went (even if she was Filip at the time)??

I am honestly more suprised at how viciously Tedros seems to treat her.

Like it wasn't that long after TLEA that Tedros was perfectly willing to let Sophie stay in Camelot and even asked her to visit but come his coronation (which was like less than a day after) he keeps on proclaiming about how happy he is with her out his life and in aCoT his distrust for her was off the roof.

Then there is the Handbook ordeal with Sophie just completely roasting Tedros like what happend to the two of you?

I don't even understand Soman's decision about this. It doesn't even affect the actual storyline in anyway. It's just Sophie and Tedros at each other's throats.

Tedros has been treated the crappiest out of the main trio (let’s be honest) as if the game was built to oppose him, meanwhile Sophie gets major Soman privilege and is given the role ONCE AGAIN that could change the game

THIS

It's the reason why I can't even read AWWP anymore. It hurts too much to have to read at how badly the other characters treat him. Just reading the first line of that book gets me anxious.

And PREACH THAT SOPHIE HAS MAJOR SOMAN PRIVILEGES.

This is why I was actually suprised that Soman shared that he planned on killing Sophie off at the end of TLEA but we'll never how that story went

like if the School Years was for Sophie to realize and accept her Evilness, couldnt Soman have decided to give Tedros and Agatha the deciding roles this time around given that, you know, it’s called the CAMELOT YEARS ERA???

Honestly, I just want Tedros to have the most agency out of all the characters. Like make his decisions actually matter to the plot. Make him the center of the plot and revolve Rhian's plans around him instead of being against him cause that's exactly how Agatha's role in the school years era was for Rafal.

The basic formula goes like this;

Sophie important to the Rafal's/Rhian's/Japeth's/hell even Evelyn Sader's plan

Agatha/Tedros are in the way of that plan so they have to go

Agatha/Tedros saves Sophie's ass

Sophie making the big decision

Like didn't Soman say that he didn't want to be that repetitive writer? That's why he changed the ending of AWWP because it was too similar to the first book?

WTF SOMAN?

she’s still out here wanting someone to look at her the tedros looks at agatha (honestly big mood right there) but I wish this didn’t have to be her main conflict

This is actually why I'm not that mad that Sophie fell for Rhian. Because at the end of the day Sophie will be Sophie.

But I agree I kinda hoped that she wouldn't be as guilible

the girl is smart and knows her worth so I can’t really understand why she decided to get ENGAGED to the next person (Hort obviously cant count cos plot) who tells her she looks pretty???

NOW THIS. THIS IS MY BEEF WITH SOPHIE.

I can understand why she'd date him but MARRIAGE?! That was going a little bit too far.

You'd think after her engagement with Rafal that she'd be TRAUMATIZE for the next one.

And honestly it would have been hella funny if she did feel this way. Imagine Rhian nearly getting all that he needed but Sophie just straight up leaves him on the stage cause she's still got issues with it.

Would have been my favorite scene

And Hort, poor boy, he needs character development of his own. I'm not his fan honestly and currently, he's not winning me over.

ALSO THE FACT THAT SHE ENDS UP BEING CONSIDERED FOR THE ROLE OF QUEEN OF CAMELOT INFURIATES ME SO MUCH COS WE WENT THROUGH THAT SHIT IN TLEA???? WHY ARE WE BRINGING THIS UP AGAIN????

THIS. THIS IS MY BEEF WITH SOMAN

Can he not understand that she would be crap as QUEEN?

A parallel I noticed with Rhian and Sophie is that they both completely remodeled their respective castles in their image. Not even considering anyone else. And they both treat their faculty as crap.

Kinda tells us that she really would be crap as queen.

At least the Camelot citizens had enough braincells not to fall for this crap

Every other kingdom in the Woods though. They better be budgeting gold to Tedros and Agatha once they're back on the throne.

(and im so so tired of Sophie stealing Agatha’s Ever After from her, indirectly or not, like cant she just be happy for her best friend and move the plot in some way other than this???)

I really do believe envy is only one of the things that Sophie needs to sort out. The fact that she admitted at the end of TLEA that she does, in fact, feel envious that Agatha gets to be a queen and her little episode in the Ever Never Roundtable about how she's the one with the official title of queen and that Agatha isn't even a princess says a lot.

I wouldn't have minded if Sophie had a slight blackout and just lost it and saying mean things about Agatha but instantly regreting it because no matter what, deep down in the foundations of her soul, she loves Agatha with everything that she has. And is she has the be in a constant battle with herself about this fact then she's willing to keep on fighting. That would have been satisfying to read.

I mean just imagine if Sophie was there when Agatha was leading her army and Hester mentions that Agatha is Queen in the School, in Camelot, or anywhere elsse in the Woods. They would follow her. Willingly.

Sophie would have had a panic attack.

This girl needs to learn that she can't force people to be loyal and follow her by making every physical reminder of how amazing she is but instead she needs to lead and make some sacrifices of her own because she's doing these sacrifices in the benefit of Evil and its future instead of herself.

Sophie appreciating people?? Not only remembering them when she needs something from them??? Like @ soman im not asking her to be the next Mother Theresa but I’ll take this character development pls and thank u

I am all in for Sophie appreciating everyone. If she can't do it for other people, then she better do it for Evil.

#sophie #sophie of woods beyond #sge #the school for good and evil #school for good and evil #soman chainani #tagatha #love you too♡♡♡#pls #let us continue our discussion

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