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celestialraes · 4 years

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(Not Funny Owl House Ideas & Headcanon Tings-) Part 4 ~Bonding Time~ Mini Fic

Okay, 2 Owl House crack posts in a week, new record!

Ignoring my incredibly bad upload schedule, (if you’d even call it that), let get on with this crack idea! (Which is a little different than my normal stuff-)

@callmemichie It’s here.... :3

So since Lilith is now going to live at The Owl House now I came up with this..

Lilith and Luz family bonding time.

Oookay, look.

I know I know, “lUz HaTeS LiLiTh”

Please let me LIVE WITH AUNT AND NIECE BONDING TIME

Anywayyyy-

Onto the story!!!!

(Synopsis Type Thingy)

This was a routine for Lilith.

A ritual that has never been broken in 20 or so years.

That is, until she betrayed the emperor and started living with her sister at the Owl House.

It took her almost an entire week to take a shower. All for the sole purpose that she was up to her eyeballs in petty chores her sister gave her.

So when she finally did take a shower, she expected something to go wrong.

And low and behold!

Something did.

* * *

Lilith gripped each side of the basin until her knuckles turned white. She slowly looked up at the mirror, allowing some hair to fall into her face before letting out all the air she was holding in.

She stood up straight, removing her hands from the sink and using them to push the hair out of her face. She took another deep breath.

“You can do this Lilith...”

She picked up an ovaline object with a plastic handle and winced as she brought it up to her head, and, she brushed.

For a millisecond before the brush gave up on it’s life and got caught in Lilith’s matted hair.

After yelping in pain she growled and slammed her fists on the sides of the sink in anger, causing various objects to fall off the basin and onto the tile floor.

And that my friends, was the fifth hair product that had gotten stuck in her hair after attempting to get the matted knots out.

Lilith was just about to give up and go to sleep when she heard the tiny pitter patter of mouse feet in the hallway, and the tiny groggy voice of one human girl.

“Lilith?”

Lilith’s head shot over towards the doorway to find a half asleep Luz draped in a blanket with her eyes half lidded.

“Oh! Human! What are you doing awake? it’s almost 11 and-” Lilith paused mid sentence and sighed, looking back into the mirror and her reflection. “Who am I kidding I’m not your mother...”

“What are-” Luz yawned. “You doing up?” She asked, rubbing her eye with the hand not holding the blanket.

“Oh, um me? Just-” Lilith took yet another deep breath. “Trying to brush my hair...” She tugged on one of the combs caught in it. “Of course it isn’t going how it usually does since I haven’t brushed it in-”

Luz gasped dramatically, cutting off Lilith and getting a sudden burst of energy. She dropped the blanket, pressing her hands to her face, her eyes practically popped out of her head.

Lilith eyed the girl for a few seconds before she spoke up again. “I can help you-”

“NO- No! I do not need your help! I can deal with this in the morning. By myself.” Lilith crossed her arms, and squinted at the human before her.

Luz’s demeanor practically deflated, she hunched over with a frown on her face, looking up at Lilith. “But-”

She held a hand up and silenced the human, refusing to look at her.

Luz turned on her heel and was about to pick up her blanket and walk out the bathroom doorway when she looked back at Lilith.

“Fine then, don’t let me help you.”

“Thank you-”

“I’ll just tell Eda that you refused to let me go out of my way to do something nice for you even after you TRIED TO KILL ME. I’m sure she would ‘like’ that...” Luz turned around and smirked, this time she was the one crossing her arms.

Lilith was practically dumbfounded. She stood there like a petrified statue for a few seconds before she hunched over and groaned. “You really are Eda’s kid..” She whispered.

She thought for a few seconds before sighing in defeat. “Fine, you can help me. But I doubt it’ll do anything but-” Lilith couldn’t finish her sentence for Luz had already run up to her and began dragging Lilith to her bedroom.

Before Lilith could comprehend what was happening, she was sat on the floor of Luz’s private bathroom, the girl pulling up a stool behind Lilith so she could easily brush her hair.

Luz sat down on the stool and grabbed some of Lilith’s hair in her hand, inspecting it a bit before she began to get the stuck combs and brushes out of Lilith’s hair.

With somewhat mild pain to Lilith Luz managed to get all 5 hair brushing instruments out of Lilith’s hair. She picked up one of them and began to carefully, (trying not to hurt her), brush Lilith’s hair.

After quite a few moments of painfully awkward silence, (in Lilith’s opinion), the adult reluctantly spoke up. “Why are.. you doing this?” She asked, her voice laced with caution.

“Because I want to help you!” Luz exclaimed cheerfully, gliding the brush through Lilith’s hair and pulling on a large knot, causing Lilith to hiss in pain. “Sorry!”

Lilith quickly regained her composure. “I mean, I noticed that but.. Why? I, witchnapped Eda, tried to kill you, I-” The witch paused, staring at the floor. “I did a lot of bad things.. What I’m trying is say is.. Why are you being nice to me of all people??”

Luz continued to brush the witch’s hair, trying her best to get out some of the smaller knots without hurting her. “I mean, you did do all that, stuff... And more..” Luz added at the end. “But, you’re trying to be better. And... I like better people!”

Lilith let out a sort of jagged breath. “Thank you human..”

Luz smiled down at the witch. “You’re very welcome Lilith!”

They stayed silent for a few quiet minutes. The only sound being the brushing of Lilith’s hair as Luz continued to try and get the knots out.

Lilith broke the silence. “Since we’re gonna be here a while.. I don’t suppose you’d like me to tell you a few stor-”

“OH WOULD I!?!??!”

Lilith chuckled at the girl’s enthusiasm. “Okay then.”

So, she told.

She told Luz, about her experiences at The Emperor’s Coven, she told Luz how she met Kikimora, she told Luz how her red roots were growing in, and how she didn’t have any more hair dye to change it back.

She told her how she usually had magic detangling spray to get the knots out, she told her how Eda almost destroyed Hexside multiple times, she told her things. Happy things.

Before she was cut off.

“I remember this one time Kiki-”

“Done!”

Lilith was startled, the most she’d gotten out of Luz during this entire time was a simple hum or quick question. Her shouting was a complete change of pace.

The witch almost completely forgot the purpose of her being in Luz’s room in the first place.

Luz grabbed a silver hand mirror and held it in front of Lilith’s face so that she could see her reflection.

Lilith’s hair was completely brushed and de knotted, a feat that she herself couldn’t even do, with magic!

Lilith admired the handiwork and touched her now braided, detangled hair. Sure the red roots were an eyesore, sure the grey streak drew attention to them. She didn’t really care at that moment in time.

Lilith began to get up from off the floor but Luz gasping stopped her in her tracks. “WAIT! I almost forgot one thing!” She exclaimed, running out of the bathroom, taking the hand mirror with her

Lilith heard the clatter of something in the room and winced. Luz rushed back in with a notepad and pencil, setting the mirror on the bathroom counter.

Lilith craned her neck to look at Luz and saw her furiously drawing a glyph on the paper, she couldn’t tell which kind of glyph though.

Luz practically threw the pencil down on the counter and tapped the glyph, a flower Lilith had never seen before grew from it.

She ripped the head of the flower from the stem, careful to not damage the petals in the process, and shoved the flower in Lilith’s hair.

Lilith blinked and was slightly startled when she found the hand mirror was in front of her face again, Luz again holding it.

Luz handed the mirror off to Lilith and the witch stared at her reflection once more, specifically the peculiar looking flower in her hair.

“Human,” She began, “What is this?” She pointed to the flower, poking one of the petals in the process.

“A flower.”

Lilith scoffed. “I knew that, I mean, what kind? I’ve never seen it before in my life..”

“Oooohhhh.... It’s a lily! Y’know, a lily for Lily!” Luz said happily, now sitting infront of Lily, the only thing separating them being the hand mirror.

“They named a flower after me?”

Luz stared blankly at her for a few seconds, blinking a few times before she spoke. “Yep. Sure did.”

Lilith hummed in response, continuing to stare at her reflection. She looked up from the mirror to see Luz smiling brightly at her.

She couldn’t help but smile back.

“Thank you hu-”

“Luz, thank you, Luz.”

“You’re welcome Lily.”

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darkestwolfx · 4 years

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High Strung - Re-Review #36

I almost forgot it was Monday... Today is my only day off, and I’m still playing a little bit of time zone catch up (haha, by that I totally mean a lot), and so this might be a little short.

I love how we get to see a delivery to Thunderbird Five for once, with a double cheeseburger with extra pickles, of course.

“Pilot of high altitude balloon, you need to pull up! Are you reading me?”

Clearly not... That bear is kinda cute, but also a little tacky for a logo - and why is that the logo of someone thrill chasing? You know I was expecting like a shark or something... something less cuddly, let’s put it that way.

“I don’t like the look of that thing.”

See, I was already with you on that Scott!

Also, blue and white stripes? Who are they trying to make it look like they are?

“I can think of only one person who would spend that much on a big balloon just for fun.”

“Francios Lemaire.”

Oh... him again? He was only last in episode 8! Give our headaches a rest please!

“If we had a frequent rescue program, he’d be gold status by now.”

Hmm... the New Zealand Southern Alps. Never actually been there, yet. Based on this episode, I might avoid it, they look cold and dangerous. Anyone who wants to correct my view, feel free. I do need to go to Australia at some point, so I could just extend the whole trip (you know, whenever the world ends up turning again)... although maybe I’ll do it by boat? Terrible idea considering I get sea sick, but more environmentally friendly. Oh well, I have time to toss that up.

We, the fans, have answered you Virgil. We’ve already done it for you.

“Won’t take long for Thunderbird One to reach him.”

“I’m on my way.”

“FAB.

“FAB.”

“R.A.D.”

“R.A.D?”

“That’s my catchphrase, remember?”

Yes, Brains, sorry, but no one remembers that you said it in Series 1. Sorry.

And here’s a lovely picture of Thunderbird One in flight for you all - because we don’t get all that many which I can clearly copy, so here it is!

“Er, Scott, you do see the big mountain you’re heading right towards, don’t you?”

Yeah, little tricky to miss that.

“I need to land Thunderbird One!”

I think that was probably the most untidy landing we have seen from Scott so far... and I thought Alan had some untidy landings in TOS ‘Atlantic Inferno’.

“Don’t do anything stupid down there, Scott.”

“Define stupid!”

Yep, definitely where Alan gets it from.

Oh look everyone! Halloween has come early! This is Scott pretending to be a bat (or maybe a Sugar Bat as they glide better).

Definitely a stupid move in my books though, sorry Scott.

“Someone needs to give this guy some flying lessons.”

Are you offering there, Scott?

Looky at more Behind the Scenes footage! This one has always intrigued me... Don’t really know why either.

“Hey, you can’t leave that there!”

“What are you going to do? Give me a ticket?”

If only we could all get away with parking that easily, Kayo.

I love how she comes rolling in only to find Lemaire looking like a mummy

“That’s the last time he’ll try rollerblading on the deck of his yacht. In a force ten storm...”

Oh my god, that man is an idiot. Who ever thought that was a good ide- oh, sorry, my mistake, his name’s Francois Lemaire. You know, I think I liked him more in TOS as the overly paranoid (and a little unintelligent) fashion designer.

“What have you got, Scott? Pirates? Balloon rustlers?”

“It’s way worse than that, John. It’s a teenager.”

Oh, you can count on Scott. A teenager? Cause of the end of the world right there! I like to imagine that Scott thinks that the worst option because he’s thinking back to himself as a teenager... I bet he was just as desperate to fly.

“Didn’t you do anything crazy like this when you were my age?”

“What? Me? Uh... maybe.”

“Knew it. Peas in a pod, dude.”

Yeah, I knew my assumption was going to prove correct.

“And then I thought ‘hey Brandon’.“

This is going to get tedious fast, is what I thought...

“What’s the worst that could happen?”

“You could hit a mountain?”

“Oh yeah, other than that.”

“We’re right on the edge here!”

“Yeah, we’re on the edge!”

“No, I mean we’re on the edge of the... Never mind.”

“Hey, Brandon here. This is so cool. Me and Scotty are like exactly the same! Thrill junkies man!”

“Yeah, I think the kid’s right, bro. You’re like two peas in a pod!”

“Yeah well this pea wants out of this pod and off of this mountain.”

The brotherly banter is so worth it, let’s all admit. And this is one of my absolute favourite lines. I think it might be the delivery more than the line itself as well.

“Virgil, wait, wait!”

“Huh? What is it, Brains?”

“RAD, Virgil, RAD!”

“Brains, please tell me you didn’t interrupt my launch to say your catchphrase?”

Honestly, the first time I saw this episode, I thought that was exactly what he was doing.

“What? No! That’s R.A.D. I’m talking about this. (MAX, hurry up!) My new prototype; RAD. Rapid All-terrain Descender. This is the perfect opportunity to test it out.”

“That’s great, Brains, but let’s speed it up shall we?”

Yeah, Scott’s waiting to get off that mountain after all!

“Brains gave me something that might help you get down the mountain.”

And then more cross-talk on RAD and R.A.D. which was actually really well written.

“You up for a little mountain climbing, Brandon?”

“Y...Y...Y...”

“Just nod.”

I bet they’re kinda wishing it had been Lemaire now...

“It’s voice activated. All you need to say is ‘deploy’.”

“Deploy.”

“Oh, and remember to step back quickly before it opens up.”

Yeah, that needed to be warned beforehand I think...

“Oh, oh! Scotty, can you do a commentary for my ‘BeExtreme’ followers? And make it cool!”

“Uh, this is Scott Tracy, International Rescue, piloting the RAD. And it’s uh... pretty RAD actually.”

Yep, I think I have definitely heard RAD enough times for one episode now!

Good to see Virgil retrieved Thunderbird One. Scott will be thankful for that at least.

Although he had to go and do something stupid again, didn’t he? You know, I really think Scott wanted to be a bat based on this episode. Really I do.

“You’re promoted to Chief test pilot!”

“What?”

Scott’s face and the fact he walked off said it all, like he totally knew they’d end up seeing Brandon again. Which is of course correct.

“Scott? Scotty! I don’t think he heard me. I’ll just go talk to him!”

“This is nice. We should invite that kid over.”

“That would drive Scott up the wall.”

“Exactly. Hey Brandon, how would you like to ride with me?”

“In Thunderbird Two? Epic!”

I still would love to read more works based on that! It must have been a nightmare for Scott. Virgil really can be a cruel manipulator when he wants to be - definitely the only one who can rival Gordon.

Right, so I know this scene was like four and half minutes in or something like that, but I left discussing it until the end, because there was plenty to comment on and it interrupted the flow of my rescue commentary.

So, there are 3000 channels,

“And nothing to watch”

We all know that feeling Brains

and Kayo and Brains can’t find Lemaire on a single one (for reasons we now know). In the meantime however, they do scroll over a load of reusable footage! Yay!

So the first thing to make it onto channel #whatevernumberKayo’son is;

A scene from TOS episode ‘City of Fire’ which was reused and recoloured in ‘The Imposters’

The opening setting scene (Japan) from TAG episode ‘Runaway’

Potential alien/deep sea footage that Gordon and Alan have both been seen watching in ‘Deep Search’ and ‘Colony’.

The Mars Ship passing through from the TOS episode ‘Day of Disaster’

Ned Cook - a reporter from TOS; the scene is from ‘Terror in New York City’

The launch of the Sun Probe from the TOS episode ‘Sun Probe’

And possibly most importantly, the last (featured below);

A shot of Colonel Tim Casey and Tin-Tin from TOS episode ‘Edge of Impact’

Then they briefly flash back to footage from ‘City of Fire’ (I could rant about the misogyny of that episode, but like I said, I’m tired, so I’ll save it for another time).

You know what, I’m surprised I was awake enough to notice all of that! Yeah, so I am going to catch up on a little bit more sleep, and then tonight I will upload the promised irrelief work. I planned to do it yesterday, but I ended up sleeping... so uh, sorry? Hopefully tonight I will be able to string sentences without having to constantly re-edit my spelling mistakes! If anyone finds any that I’ve missed, just let me know, but for now.

P.S. I know this is scheduled for 6:45, so by the time you all read this, I will be waking up ready to give you said work of fanfiction, but I actually wrote this at 6 in the morning when my internal clock was still, clearly, very out of whack, so hopefully that explains the state of my notes! See you all in a little bit!

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eddiesasspbrak · 4 years

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When I’m With You Ch. 18

Eddie can’t stand the barista at his favorite coffee shop. Richie has fallen in love with the man he sees twice a week. Stan is dating someone but won’t let his friends meet them. Ben is in love with Beverly, but is so afraid of scaring her away he’s not moving forward. Chaotic friends navigating college together.

(this is only half the chapter I’ll upload the second half as ch19 when it’s finished)

Ch. 1

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Eddie woke to a pounding in his head, the sunlight streaming through the windows stinging his eyes and making his head throb. He felt achy and for good reason. Richie was curled up beside him, his arm thrown over his chest, his legs tangled with Eddie’s beneath the covers. All of the events of the night before came flooding back. Monica, Bryce, Richie possibly breaking Bryce’s nose, going back to Eddie’s place and then…

He could practically still feel Richie inside of him and it made him shiver.

He certainly hadn’t been planning to lose his virginity the night before but a combinations of lowered inhibitions, his honor being defended in a show of masculinity Eddie had not yet seen from Richie and the way Richie could make him feel with the way he kissed and his hands…

Eddie felt too sick to let just the memory of his night with Richie get him all hot and bothered again. His streak of never being hung over had officially ended. He felt terrible and was sure that if he moved even an inch he’d puke all over the floor and he was not in the mood to clean up that mess. He was perfectly content to spend the rest of the morning lying beside Richie, curled up in his arms basking the fact that someone loved him. Maybe Richie would be in better shape and would be able to fetch water and aspirin from the kitchen.

It wasn’t until the pounding in his head became actual pounding from somewhere close by, that he forced himself to wiggle out from underneath Richie’s arm and drag himself to his feet. The pain in his head spiked as he moved to an upright position and his head spun for just a second, not long enough to make his stomach churn. Still, he walked carefully to the door, grabbing the hoodie he’d nabbed from Richie’s closet when he was there alone and his boxer briefs, stumbling as he stepped into them. Once out the hall he became very aware that the pounding was coming from his own front door.

He should have checked his phone. As far as he knew, his friends wouldn’t be coming over but if they had they surely would have texted first. Of course, he imagined they were all still asleep or nursing similar hangovers. He couldn’t quite remember how loud they’d been the night before, but he was certain he’d die if it was a neighbor coming to complain about the noise. Maybe it was the splitting headache, but the pounding definitely sounded angry.

Eddie wasn’t really sure what to do or say when he opened the door but he wasn’t feeling well and was honestly getting annoyed that his nice, sick, morning with Richie had been interrupted so he unlocked the door the threw it open more violently than he intended. His anger melted away as soon as he saw the very red face staring back at him.

“Mom.” His voice was laced with shock and maybe a bit of fear. He’d forgotten. How could he have forgotten that she was showing up to check on him? He smelled like alcohol and smoke. The remnants of fixing up Richie sat on the coffee table, the ice pack still on the couch. He was half naked, wearing Richie’s hoodie that smelled strongly of his cologne.

Richie…he was still naked in his bed blissfully unaware that Sonia Kaspbrak was there and likely to wander out without putting anything on. At the very least he hoped he’d slip his briefs back on. He could explain away a friend who’d slept over and chose to sleep in his briefs. He could not explain away a completely naked man his mother had never seen before stumbling out of his room.

“Finally! You knew I was arriving his morning Eddie, what were you doing that kept me waiting so long?” She didn’t wait for a response as she pushed past him.

“I was still in bed…” He closed the door quietly, trying to reduce any noise that might have woken Richie.

She whirled around to face him, abandoning her inspection of the mess on the table. “This late? You never sleep this late! You’re not sick are you?”

She was on him in seconds, holding his shoulder with one hand and pressing the back of her other hand to his forehead. He tried to pull from her hold, but her fingers were like a vice around his arm.

“I’m fine. I was just up late last night…” partying, drinking copious amounts of alcohol, watching my boyfriend punch out a guy I gave a hand job to a year ago and then letting him fuck me on the white sheets you bought for me… “studying.”

“You need to sleep at night and wake up early! I’ve told you that being a night owl is bad for you I don’t know how many times. I knew that letting you move out was a bad idea.”

“I’m fine. It was one night. I’m usually in bed by eight.” Less so since he’d started seeing Richie, but she didn’t need to know that.

“This place is a mess, Eddie. You stayed up late, slept late when you knew I was arriving today, and didn’t even cleanup for my visit. And what is that you’re wearing? It’s awfully ugly. Those two pandas almost appear to be a compromising position. Tell me you don’t wear that outside.”

“No mom. I don’t.” He would now.

“What about your pants? You aren’t supposed to sleep without pants, you’ll catch a cold!”

An escape paved its way in front of him. “You’re right. I’ll go grab some and change my shirt and we can go for breakfast.”

Before she could agree or argue, he was off down the hall, regretting the fast pace as soon as it hit his stomach and still throbbing head. Once in his room, he closed the door and flipped the lock behind him just in case she followed him in spouting “I used to change your diapers and give you baths! It’s nothing I haven’t seen!”

Richie was still asleep, spread out across the bed completely unaware of the panic that was taking over. Eddie crossed the room and sat on the bed on his knees, gently shaking his shoulder. “Hey, Rich, wake up.” He said in a low voice.

Richie began to stir, and a smile spread across his face while his arm snaked around Eddie’s waste. In a flash, he was on his back, pulling Eddie down on top of him. Eddie bit back the yelp of surprise that nearly left his lips.

“Good morning. Is this a sexy wake up call?” Richie asked, running a hand down his back and then back up underneath the hoodie.

“Not even a little bit and keep your voice down.”

Richie was fully awake now, reaching for his glasses on the side table and sliding them on. “Everything ok?” He asked when he could properly see Eddie’s face.

“My mom is here.”

“Oh…oh shit.”

“I forgot she was coming to visit, and she can’t see you in here. I’m going to take her out to breakfast so you can sneak out when we’ve gone.”

“Yea, ok. I can do that. I thought she likes to inspect every inch of your apartment.”

“She does but if I tell her I’m starving I think I can get her to wait until we return.” It crossed his mind that he really should shower first but he needed to get Richie out as soon as possible before she stubbled across him and freaked out.

“Ok. Shit. Can you like slam the door extra loud when you leave so I know you’re gone?”

‘’Yes, absolutely. Just wait like five minutes afterward to be sure.” Richie nodded and released Eddie, allowing him to roll off and sit beside him instead. “I’m sorry. I would tell her if I could. As soon as I’m not financially dependent on her I will. I promise.”

Richie leaned forward, cupping the back of Eddie’s head and pulling him into a chaste kiss. “I know. Don’t worry about it. Get going and I’ll be gone when you get back.”

Eddie leaned in for one more quick kiss before jumping up and dressing, dowsing himself in deodorant and cologne to mask anything else she might smell on him. He traded the hoodie for a sweater from his closet instructing Richie to leave it behind because it was his now. When he came back out, sliding through a small crack between the door and frame to hide the inside and then quickly closing it behind him, he found his mother going through his pantry and fridge like he’d known she would.

As quickly as he could, he ushered his mom out the door, slamming the door just a bit harder than he normally would. They walked to a nearby diner and had a fairly pleasant breakfast peppered with his mother criticizing his food choices and asking overly intrusive questions about his life no mother should ever ask. By the time they returned to the building he was exhausted. He hadn’t eaten much, the syrup-soaked pancakes and coffee slightly easing the headache but doing nothing for his stomach. He was sure Richie was out of his apartment by then and it was safe to enter so he didn’t attempt to stall. All he wanted was to sit on his couch and put his feet up, maybe nap while she tore apart his apartment looking for anything incriminating.

Sonia was still going on about how he was too thin because he didn’t eat enough when Eddie opened the front door to the building and nearly crashed face first into none other than Richie.

“Sorry…I…” Richie began, unsure what to say.

Eddie paused for too long weighing how he should act and the consequences of each. If he pretended not to know him he risked hurting Richie and he really didn’t think he could pull it off believably. If he let it be known that he knew him, his mother would immediately start judging him and asking questions and Eddie wasn’t sure he could take that. Needing to decide, he went for it despite a big part of him screaming not to. “Richie. Hi. Heading out?”

“Oh, uh, yea. Pharmacy. I’m out of aspirin.”

“Who’s this?” His mom asked on cue.

“This is Richie. He lives down the hall and goes the same school. We have some common friends.” He explained, trying not to be too specific on their personal relationship. “Richie, this is my mom.”

“Oh, wow, Ms. Kaspbrak, nice to meet you.” Richie was visibly flustered as he stuck a hand out to shake hers.

“It’s Mrs.” She sneered, taking hold of his hand with two fingers for a very short ‘I don’t want to touch you’ type shake. “My husband being dead does not stop me from being a wife.”

“Right, yea of course. Sorry.” Richie looked to Eddie with panic in his eyes. He hadn’t been expecting to meet her and definitely not this way.

Eddie wasn’t sure but he thought parents were supposed to meet your partner at a planned dinner or event. Maybe a holiday party or birthday party. Kind of like how he’d met Rose and Kara. Sure, it was kind of impromptu and they weren’t really Richie’s family, but they were close enough and Richie had taken him there with the knowledge they’d likely meet. They also weren’t like Eddie’s mom, judgmental and hateful toward anyone that he interacted with. No one was good enough in her eyes but in Eddie’s, they were all perfect. Especially Richie. The way she was treating him now made his stomach hurt from more than just the hangover.

Wanting to say something in Richie’s defense, Eddie searched his mind for the right words that wouldn’t anger her. “Richie works at my favorite coffee shop. He makes amazing coffee and bakes a lot of the treats they sell.” He was trying to talk him up and even though he really didn’t want her to know him, really didn’t want him exposed to her, he couldn’t fight that desire to have a normal experience of a parents meeting a partner. So, he let his heart win over his brain. “Maybe we could go there, and you can see for yourself!”

Richie’s face was a mask of shock and what Eddie could only assume was the fight or flight instinct working its way across his features. The café was supposed to be closed that day, but Bill had texted while he was at breakfast to say they had only closed for the morning and he had misunderstood. He and Mike had to drag themselves out of bed and try not to show how hungover they were. Richie wasn’t needed but he was sure Bill or Mike would have texted him as well. He felt for them, but it was an excuse to get his mom and Richie in a neutral zone where she wouldn’t (most likely) make a scene. Eddie turned to his mother, who was still sizing up Richie with a look of distaste. He knew her instinct was to say no, but he also knew how much she loved sweets and pastries.

“We just had coffee at breakfast.” She finally spoke.

“Only one cup and you didn’t finish yours.” He countered. Why he was pushing it instead of letting her say no, he wasn’t sure. His body had been taken over and the real Eddie was inside his mind berating him for being such an idiot and screaming to end this now. Take her back up to the apartment, let her inspect everything and she’ll leave in the morning! It could all be over quickly without incident but maybe Eddie was just desperate for his mother to approve of the man he loved. Maybe he was an idiot who thought she might change her ways if he tried hard enough to show her who Richie was and how good he was. “We can get it to go.” Was his final attempt.

Richie still stood silent, holding the door open, frozen in place and unsure of what to do. This was not what they had discussed. This was no supposed to happen and he felt blindsided. On the other hand, he also really wanted Eddie’s mom to like him because he had no intention of ending that relationship anytime soon. Of course, he also knew the way she treated Eddie and his friends and part of him hoped that Eddie would get up the nerve to stand up to her. He wanted Eddie to be happy and the anxiety she caused him was going to stand in the way. He had a good relationship with his own parents though they were far away now, and it was hard to visit. Then he’d found temporary replacement parents in the from of Rose and Kara. Eddie didn’t have that. All he had was Sonia and her constant judging of his life and choices. He’d heard already of her convincing Eddie he was always sick as a child. He wasn’t allowed to go anywhere, do anything, he was afraid to step out of line because who knew what she’d take away next. So, Richie couldn’t help hating her and fearing her. Hating her for the way she treated the love of his life and fearing what she’d do if she knew the truth about their relationship.

So, Richie made a choice. He straightened his back, head held high, pushing down the nausea that followed and he smiled. “I think that’s a great idea. I’ll treat.” He said clearly and maybe a bit too cheerfully.

With both boys staring at her expectantly and her desire for something sweet winning over, Sonia reluctantly agreed. Though she wouldn’t be happy about it.

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A smile to remember

Chapter 25

Author: @sabine-leo

Chapter: 25 /?

Genre: Fluff, Humor, Romance, Insecurity

Special Guests: Benedict Cumberbatch, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth

Note: I could use a fun night out with these lot! Thought you might appreciate it too !

Sophie and Elsa shared the stories of their first outings with you and said that you should avoid the internet or newspapers in the next weeks if possible. Tom had said something similar. You knew that there would be people outside that would not approve or be happy and they might say some disturbing things, but Tom also mentioned that he had some really great fans that would be happy for him and tell the nasty folks to shut it.

“Just try to act as normal as possible…” Sophie said. “I know this will be challenging in the first weeks but when you seclude, it will only get worse. And don´t be afraid to make mistakes…we all made them.” Evans grinned. “Hell, I still think I just fall over when walking the red carpet. Or when I leave the house to get the newspaper and hunker down that my trousers will burst or something.” That made you laugh out loud. Tom who was standing at the pool table with Ben glanced over and smiled at you. Chris leaned in a little and said quieter then usual. “He adores you, you know. Please try to cope with it. I haven´t seen him smile that much or talk so much about anybody in the last years. He is my brother, not only on screen.” He grinned and kissed his wife. “I know we can be a hand full sometimes, but we are worth it!” Elsa rolled her eyes but nodded to you.

Everybody in this group somewhen along the night got hold of your phone and put in their numbers. There was a wall of friendship coming your way and you loved them all so much for it.

Watching Tom play pool was a bit distracting. Him leaning over the table and showing of his behind made you grin several times, and blush when Evans good naturedly teased you about it.

“Come on, let´s challenge them to a double…” Evans said and tucked you up.

“Hiddleston, You and Ben against me and your lady, the winner gets to hold her hand walking outside!” Tom arched an eyebrow but Ben grinned “I´ll double that. If Tom and I lose Chris and I will hold the hands of each other´s wife’s and give the press something more to talk about!”

Chris laughed and Sophie and Elsa rolled their eyes but grinned. “If you lose Ben, I´ll walk out with Elsa and you have to walk out with Chris!” Sophie teased laughing!

“Oh, Mrs Cumberbatch you are ON!” Ben said and began to arrange the table.

You took a cue and smiled at Tom.

“Show me what you got Hiddleston!” You goaded. Tom came over to give you a hard kiss.

“You know this means war, right?!” Nodding you patted his butt to the hoots of Evans and Chris.

“I know Thomas, I know…” You leaned closer and whispered in his ear.

“Let´s up the challenge…Winner gets a naked massage later!”

Tom grinned and his eyes lit up as he whispered back.

“You better have oil at your home, because you will massage me from head to toe darling!”

“Stop the flirting you two! Let´s play! You are in my team now (Y/N) don´t side with the enemy, distract him!!” Evans shouted out and gave the first hit.

This was fun, Evans and you had the half balls and Tom and Ben the full ones. It was a pretty eye to eye game, until Tom dropped the chalk and bend down as it was your turn. You missed the ball…

“Oh my, I am so sorry love…did I distract you?” Tom chirped but grinned mischievous.

Chris laughed and snapped a picture as Tom grinned very handsomely but very Loki-like at you. He put it on his Instagram with the caption.

Loki is out to play... He and Strange teamed up against Cap and a Midgardian beauty. AND Loki is cheating!!!

Now it was Toms turn and you were not having any of his teasing without retaliation. You saw which of the 2 balls left he wanted to play and bend down to lean on your elbows on the opposite side of the table. Tom would have a pretty good view of your cleavage now.

“Not working darling!” He hissed out and took a deep breath…looked at you, the ball…you again...

“Don´t say that when your pants are getting to tight mate!” Ben grinned and Tom missed the ball.

Evans high fived you and Tom looked exasperated at his team mate.

“Ben?! Seriously?!”

Ben just pointed at Toms pants and grinned. “Seriously…!”

Evans made quick work of the 3 left balls of yours, but missed the black one.

Ben measured up and had a pretty good, easy shot left to win the game. He looked at you and then at Tom and grinned. “It seems I do hold the future in my hands now. How very appropriate for Strange!” Everybody laughed and Ben plunged the 8 in…

The grin on Toms face was the funniest sight. He seemed to have won the lottery. Losing his cue and walking over he tucked you against him and kissed the heck out of you.

“I won, I can´t wait! Let’s go home!” You laughed as he leaned his forehead against yours.

Evans, Chris and Ben snapped a picture. Uploading it to social media. All with the same caption.

And another picture of them together giving a thumbs up.

Loki finally won! #HappyLoki #HappyTom #AvengersApproved #AvengersProtected

They all wanted to make sure that you and Tom got off to a good start and had the support from their fans as well. Tom had only asked Ben and Evans to be here tonight, but Chris being there to support him too meant the world to him. He loved all 3 men and treated them as brothers.

Despite Tom wanting to leave all of you had a bit more fun before Chris called the driver to wait outside. Getting ready Tom looked down from the first-story window and made a face.

“Oh boy…” Ben looked outside too and made an equal distraught face.

Closing your eyes for a moment you breathed deep.

“Doesn´t matter if its 5 or 25 I had the best night with all of you and I won´t let them change that!”

“Double that love, but I am very proud how you keep up. The next weeks might get a little crazy, but I hope it will dial down when we just keep getting seen together. Can you manage that?!”

This time you engulfed Tom in your arms and nodded. “For you….yes!”

The smile he gave you was precious and loving. “Then….let´s go!”

At the entrance Ben and Sophie went first, Chris and Elsa followed and then Tom, You and Evans.

Tom held your hand and waiting in front of the car for ben to climb in he smiled at you and kissed your hand. Flashes going of constantly and questions shouted at him. Tom ignored them and helped you in before he followed, Evans closing the door behind him.

The next morning you woke up to find Tom already awake and watching you. It had been a pain in the ass to get home with all the tails following the limo. You had decided to get dropped of at Toms place to keep your home private a bit longer. As the door had closed behind you Tom hat crushed you against him. His heart beating a frantic rhythm. “Are you really alright?!” His voice a bit hoarse and his eyes searching yours. You gulped but nodded. The way home had been a whole different level but Tom had kept you save as he had promised. Following that experience the both of you had talked and cuddled a lot to reassure each other that you would manage that situation together.

Now Tom smiled and kissed you softly. “Good morning love!” he murmured. You smiled sleepily and cuddled up against him. A soft laugh escaping him. “I´m glad you still want to cuddle this morning after the frenzy of getting home yesterday.” Huffing you stroked his chest. “I never DON`T want to cuddle. Please get that in this handsome head of yours!” Tom laughed slowly and kissed your hair.

“I have to show you something…” he fished for his phone.

“Did you know they snapped pictures of us yesterday!?” He showed you the pictures and you laughed out loud at the words and the captions bellow them. “No, I never noticed!” You said and smiled at Tom. “We do look rather happy!” You said and Tom nodded. “Yes, very much so…and that is what the fans saw as well…” he showed you some comments that were heartfelt genuine and sweet. “I think they caused the frenzy of reporters, but did a good job getting the fans on board.”

There were also questions like “Why her?” but you tried your best to ignore that.

Tom put his phone down and turned sideways so that you were facing each other.

“You are really something else…and…” he waved his hand through your hair. “… wanted to say it yesterday, but it didn´t seem right with all the people around…” Tom smiled and kissed your nose.

“I haven´t just fallen for you (Y/N)…and I am not having a slight crush either…” Your eyes focused on his and your heart stumbled a bit. Your whole body started to tingle as he gave you another sweet kiss. “…I am in love with you…I love you!” he finished quietly but strong voiced.

There you were, laying in his bed, in his home, in his arms and he just said he loved you..in the quiet of his bedroom for just the two of you. He couldn´t have gotten it righter than this. A smile broke out of you and your eyes got very emotional. “Tom…” Your voice wasn´t that strong because all the feelings tried to get out with your next words. “…I love you too! For a while now…I can´t think of a better place to be then at your side!” Tom let out a breath he didn´t knew he was holding and smiled so bright that you both started to giggle a little before he crushed his lips on yours!

“But don´t think I forgot about the price I won!” He teased into the kiss…

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of-thoughts-and-phobias · 5 years

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Part Two: Realization

Sorry for the long wait! My phone broke, deleted everything, and now the new phone I got deleted the art I was working on. So no art for this chapter sorry.

A big thank you to my good friend @tinykitty252 for editing this!

Sean woke up on the floor beside his bed with the worst hangover ever. Was it even a hangover? Did he drink at all last night? What was his name again?

Red and green swirled through his vision, which made it hard to focus on anything.

"Ughh,hu" he sat up shaking his head, hoping to wipe away the pain. Nope, nope. Bad idea. Sean shot up and ran into the bathroom, before promptly throwing up in the toilet.

"Best way to start the morning," he thought spitefully, rubbing at his mouth.

He shuffled to the kitchen and filled a semi clean glass with water to wash out the sour taste in his mouth. Afterwards, he put a pot of coffee on and threw a few pieces of bread in the toaster. He downed another swig of water along with a pepto bismol. He sat up on the counter, counting the seconds by the indicator light on the coffee maker. The toast soon popped up, quickly followed by a high pitched beeeeep, so he hopped off the counter and grabbed them both before migrating over to the couch.

There was a wet squelch under his feet which made him jump a bit. It was his hoodie, tossed haphazardly on the floor the night before. 'Oh right,' he thought as he remembered the freak storm that came out of nowhere.

Next to his jacket was his phone. He picked it up and examined it; there was a sizable crack in the protector but that was easily replaceable. Sean switched it on and almost dropped it again.

"4:50??!" He'd missed both uploads! "Great. Just friggin fantastic," he groaned, swigging some coffee from the pot. He pulled up his Twitter to post a quick apology to his fans, and then speeding into his bedroom to get ready for the day.

Now feeling slightly less dead, Sean downed the rest of the coffee and set the pot in the sink to be washed later. He then headed to his recording room to at least get some work done. Camera up? Check. Game up and loaded? Sweet. Alright. In and out, Sean.

In.

And out.

"Okay and a 3, 2, 1 GO!"

As he worked, Sean could feel the tension start to leave his body and he found it easier to breathe.The pounding in his skull calmed down considerably and little by little, his strength started returning to him. Before he knew it, he had finished filming four whole videos! And that wasn't even counting the two that he'd uploaded earlier!

Sean sat back with a sigh. He checked his watch to find it was 9:45. "Some work, eh?"

His stomach started rumbling. He never did eat that toast, he remembered. He went to the kitchen and opened the fridge and good lord when was the last time he went shopping? Let's see here, peanut butter, m&m's, a half empty jar of pickles and what he hoped was a peach. Now, Sean didn't really feel like making a nightmare sandwich and having it exist so once more, he grabbed his keys and went out.

The roads were still wet despite not raining at all that day and the sky was clear for the first time in a while. A few stars were visible against the stark blue sky. The whole street was painted blue and it seemed that the only colors came from inside the shops.

Sean waited for a car to pass before running to the other side. He walked for a bit more until he arrived at a little, run down establishment. Best pizza in the neighborhood if you asked him. The door let out a pleasant chime as he entered and the smell of fresh baked bread welcomed him in.

"Heya Sean!" The guy behind the counter greeted.

"Hey Bruce," he greeted back.

"The usual?"

"Yeah but could you make it a large?"

"No problem."

"Thanks Bruce."

As he gave him the money, Bruce jumped back, flustered.

"Sorry man, y'kinda shocked me there," he said, grabbing the money from the floor.

"Did I? Huh, sorry."

"Don't worry about it," the tall man said, picking up the change he'd dropped. "Here's your receipt."

‘Huh, that was weird,’ he thought as he sat down. He rubbed at his wrists as he waited for his food.

Sean found himself awfully anxious but he wasn't quite sure why. His legs were bouncing, his fingers drumming on the table, his eyes darting to every little thing that twitched. The nervous looking man in the blue sweater had stopped to check his watch every thirty two seconds, poor dude. The barking of a dog a few blocks away followed by disgruntled shouts. He could clearly hear the lyrics from the music coming from one of the nearby apartments. He could perfectly see the wings of a fly circling one of the dangling lights. The lights. Why did they hurt? He was overwhelmed by just how loud everything was. The talking, the laughing, the dinging of the door, the colors, the lights. Why were they so loud?

"Sean!"

Everything stopped. He looked up to see a very concerned looking Bruce holding a fresh pie. Everyone in the restaurant seemed to be looking at them.

"Are you okay?"

Was he?

"Um yeah, m'fine. Haven't really eaten today, heh."

That didn't really ease his nerves but Bruce thought it best to not push it, so he placed the pie on the table and went back to the kitchen.

"T-thank you!" Sean yelled and he was answered by a mock salute.

It felt nice actually having food inside him and somehow Sean managed to eat the whole thing in about twenty minutes.

"You forget to breathe or somethin?" Bruce huffed as he came over to pick up the tray.

Sean chuckled "Absolutely. Nah, I just forgot lunch today."

"Whatever, goodnight Sean."

"Night Bruce."

Sean left the pizzeria with a full stomach and a ding from the door. Congratulations, he thought, you're a human being. Why'd he have to live so far away? If he had to walk any farther, he'd probably have to learn how to drive. ‘At least it wasn't raining this time,’ he mused.

A high pitched piercing noise came from nowhere and hit Sean like a punch to the face.

"Gah!!" He pawed at his eyes. What the-

"Sean.. McLaughlin?"

"Who's there?" He cried, still clawing at his face.

"William McLaughlin?"

"Do I know you?"

He could vaguely see two figures down the alley coming closer to him. A man and a woman by the looks of it. They were moving oddly, like they had no choice. Soon they stopped right in front of him.

"Sean.. William McLaughlin?" Okay now they were starting to freak him out.

"Yes! That's me! I swear if you guys say you're fans I wi-"

The man suddenly lunged at him, pulling him deeper into the backstreets, the woman standing directly behind him, blocking the way out.

"Hey! What're you doing? Let go of me, let go!" The man's grip did not budge. He continued to limp farther down the dark road. Sean started to panic, breaking his fists up and pounding against the man's chest. That did nothing to slow him down, but he kept trying.

"Let me go," He felt his hair rising on the back of his neck and his fingers start to tingle.

"Do you understand me ya fathead? I said " He raised up his fist.

"Let go of me!"

He clocked him right in the face, sending him across the street. "Woah what?"

He looked down at his hands. Blazing green mist flowed around his hands with his veins shining through his skin. What's happening to him? Oh no. Is he dying? Was the pizza radioactive? Was he drunk? What is happening?

The woman clumsily but determinedly ran towards him. Right. Now's not the right time for a break down, Sean. She reached out to grab him. But, grabbing her first, he pushed her away. She sprung back and grabbed him by the neck and pinned him down. The light from the passing cars rapidly illuminated her face. There was something definitely wrong with her, Sean could tell right away, but at the moment he was more focused on not dying than on the woman trying to kill him.

He put all of his strength into throwing her off. How was she so strong? She looked like she hasn't eaten in weeks!

"Ahh!" He yelled, reeling back.

"AAAGHHHH!!" Then everything went white.

When he came to, she was off of him and was trying to get back up. He looked around for the other one, taking note of his surroundings. For one thing, everything was on fire. Did he do that? Trash cans and discarded items were blazing and the water on the ground was steaming. The man from earlier had recovered and was slowly making his way across the street.

Sean ran to the back of the alley, only to be greeted by a ten foot fence. He was trapped.

Well, he thought, I hope these zombies are up for round two. They both jumped at him but he dodged under them. The man swung at him but he easily side stepped it. The man kicked his knee and sent him down, where the woman held down his legs.

"No!" He yelled.

The man wrapped his arms around his waist and started to pick him up.

"No! No no no n̷o̸ N̵̛̿O̴̻̎ ̵͚͝Ñ̸͊Ŏ̵̆ ̷͍̀N̸̈̄O̵͋̇!̵͓͆" power surged through him, burning him out of their grip. He felt like he was being torn apart. He screamed out in pain while they just watched in what could only be seen as confusion.

The street was alive with electricity, bolts of green lighting dancing across the walls. Glass from the nearby windows shattered and the ground below them started rumbling. And Sean was right in the middle of it.

"A̶̅̔ A̴̘̋ A̴̢͆ Ȁ̸̉ Ạ̵͝ Ğ̶͝ H̴͚͝ H̸̏̿ Ĥ̵̤ H̴̓̄ H̵͋̉!!"

They tried to get to him but the pure power surrounding the Irishman wouldn't allow them to come closer. And then.. Just as abruptly as it started

It was over.

The rumbling had ceased, the street had stopped hissing and it was dark once more.

The couple stood unfazed as the fires around them dwindled down into nothing as they looked down at the place where Sean William McLaughlin once laid.

Cold, brisk air rushed all around him, jostling him awake. He felt like he was floating on air. He opened his eyes and saw.. stars? Wasn't he in an alley?

A large rumbling thing whizzed underneath him.

It couldn't be.

'British Airways' was written in dark bold lettering along the body of the plane.

Those weren't stars. They were buildings.

"HOLY-" he was cut off by the plane shooting passed him, practically blowing out his eardrums.

"AHHHH"

Focus. How did this even happen? Last he checked, he was in the middle of being kidnapped!

He felt queasy, which was understandable considering the situation. The wind tugged at his face, pulling tears out of his eyes. This was it, he realized.

He held his arms out in front of him, ready to accept his fate when he noticed something odd. His arms were still glowing slightly, the burning green mist streaming behind him. Great, he still had some of that radiation left. Huh, that was a sentence he never thought he would say.

He focused on the burning sensation in his chest, drawing all of his power to his core. He felt worn out and overtaxed but he wouldn't be feeling anything if he'd just focus!

He thought of home.The nest of blankets on the couch, his recording room, the kitchen. The coffee pot he hadn't washed. Power flooded all throughout him. He recalled him and some friends playing on his Playstation when he first moved in. The God awful curtains he still hadn't gotten around to changing. The elevator that will probably never be fixed.

His apartment. His home.

He closed his eyes and dreamt. And it h̷u̶r̴t̷.

Pure, raw force circulated through his body, pulling it out of the sky and back to the earth.

Around thirty feet outside the complex, an old man was taking out the trash to the dumpsters. It was a pretty uneventful day if he were honest. Nothing really happens around here anymore. He sighed. The street lamps behind him started to flicker. He opened the lid to throw the bags in when a large blast suddenly came from the building across the lane. Emerald sparks shot up from a trash bin, followed by smoke.

There was coughing and wheezing coming from the bin, and it shook with every noise. A hand, followed by another came out the trash, accompanied by the rest of the man. He hopped out the dumpster and immediately keeled over.

He gasped "Young man!"

He didn't respond.

"You! On the ground! Is everything alright?!"

A moment passed.

".. Yeah," he wheezed "s'bad day."

"Better go home while there's still light."

"Thanks.."

Sean waited until he heard the door shut. Then he groggily got to his feet. Through shaking eyes, he saw the familiar glow from his apartment building across the street. He sighed with relief and started crying.

Close enough.

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blog-in-a-corner · 5 years

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TSOTBL - The More Than Unprepared Plan

Yeah that’s right two pages in one day babes

“C'mon Zane it'll be fun!” words Aphmau would soon regret.

It was a beautifully sunny day on Lovers Lane, it was a shame so many of its residents weren’t there to see it. The houses there were gorgeous, anyone would be envious of the people who actually lived there. One of the many residents, Zane, was heading towards a neighbor's house just now. Zane rung the doorbell.

“Kawaii~Chan!” Zane shouted as he pounded the door.

“Hold your horses!” She shouted from inside her house.

Kawaii~Chan finally came and opened the door for Zane.

“Finally.” Zane muttered.

“Sorry Kawaii~Chan took so long to get the door, Kawaii~Chan was getting some cookies out of the oven.”

Zane looked around the house, every inch of it was pink, from the floor to the ceiling. Almost all of the furniture was kawaii-themed. If Zane could, he would’ve thrown up by now.

“Doesn’t all of this pink ever give you a headache?”

“Nope!”

“Well, here are the ingredients you asked for.” Zane said, as he put a couple of grocery bags on the counter.

“Thank you Zane~Kun! Now Kawaii~Chan has everything she needs to make more desserts.” Kawaii~Chan said in glee.

“Why do you need so to make so many desserts anyway?”

“Well you see Zane~Kun,” Kawaii~Chan said, putting the piping hot cookies into the fridge. “Kawaii~Chan makes all sorts of pastries for the Knight Club, at least until Kawaii~Chan can find a new job.”

“Ah that’s right. I had forgotten you sold the maid cafe to Gene, Sasha and Zenix.”

“Yeah. After Aphmau~senpai sold me her half of the maid cafe, it became too much stress and work for Kawaii~Chan.” “Right, Aphmau sold her half after….well you know, her and Aaron’s break-up.”

“Yeah...I hope Aphmau~senpai feels better soon.”

“So do I…”

“So is Zane~Kun going back home?” “Ugh no. After Garroth left Dante moved in. Something about giving Travis more time with Katelyn.” “Oh yeah Kawaii~Chan almost forgot Travis~Kun and Katelyn~Sama started dating! Isn’t that wonderful?”

“I couldn’t care less about it. I’m going to go give Aphmau a visit.”

“Okay. Take care Zane~Kun!”

Zane left Kawaii~Chan’s house and headed towards Aphmau’s house.

“Hey Aphmau!” the coal-black haired male shouted,repeatedly knocking on the door. “Open up, it’s me, Zane!”

Aphmau’s running footsteps could be heard from outside the door.

“Give me a sec!” Aphmau yelled,hastily unlocking and opening the door. She was still in her pajamas.

“Took you long enough” Zane grumbled as he entered her house.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever” Aphmau said,closing the door behind him. “So, what brings you here?”

“Thought I’d pay you a visit.” Zane said “I’ve had just about enough of Dante for one morning.”

“Pshh, you need to be more patient.” the jet-black haired woman said.

“And he needs to learn to how to shut his mouth.”

Inside the house was decorated with purple and red furniture, however, things were in need of a good dusting. There were a couple of dying potted plants in the living room, leaves as dry as a bone, anyone who knew the first thing about plants would know they desperately needed water. An ice cream carton and a couple of smashed soda cans were lying just around a trash can that had seemingly been moved to the living room beside the couch. Zane noticed a few boxes lying around, quite a few of the picture frames that had been on the walls were neatly tucked into them.

Aphmau walked over to the couch, sat down and grabbed a fist full of chips from a family-sized bag, she seemed to have already been eating them earlier.

“So is this what you’ve been doing all morning? Just watching tv and eating junk food?”

“Yeah pretty much. Wanna join me?”

“Aphmau, listen, I know the break-up was hard but you can’t just-”

“We aren’t broken up. We’re just taking time apart.” Aphmau said bluntly.

“Right, sorry.” Zane apologized.

“It’s fine.” Aphmau said. “Besides, we should be talking about the REAL reason why you’re here.”

“What?” Zane said in confusion.

“You’re here because you miss Garroth!” Aphmau teased.

“Wh-No I don’t!” Zane yelled.

“Yes you do!”

“No I don’t! If anything, I’m glad he’s gone!” Zane retorted, crossing his arms. “One whole month without Garroth? I couldn’t have asked for anything more.”

“You’re just saying that because you don’t want to admit it!”

“Hmph.”

“Listen, why don’t we go up to the lodge some time this week so you can pay Garroth a visit?” Aphmau said.

“You just want to see Aaron.” Zane scoffed.

“No I don’t. We promised to give each other space and I’m not going to disrespect that.” Aphmau said. “I’m taking you because you miss Garroth, you just don’t want to admit it.”

“Well good luck because I’m not going.” Zane scowled.

“C’mon Zane it’ll be fun!” Aphmau pleaded.

“NO.”

“C’mon! I’ll make you cupcakes for a whole month.“

“Ughhhhhhh FINE, but we’re only staying there ONE day.” Zane pouted.

“Yay! It’s a trip then. I knew you missed your ol’ big bro!”

“Whatever, I’m just in it for the cupcakes.”

“Alright then. We leave in two days!” Aphmau cheered, blissfully unaware of the danger she and Zane were about to step into.

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Zane was walking around in a run-down library. Its walls,broken and filled with disgusting mold. The floor, littered with rotted books, torn out pages and cockroaches and beetles. There was a static feeling in the air. A bone-chilling breeze passed Zane, something wasn’t right. Zane noticed the more he walked through the library, the darker it became. He soon realized he was trapped in a maze. Walking turned into running. In a last desperate struggle, as the walls began to close in on him, he called for his brother.

“Garroth!” He screamed,hearing his own voice bouncing off the walls,quieter than at first.

“Zane?” His brother’s voice responded.

For a moment Zane had felt a spark of hope,his brother was there, Zane wasn’t alone.

“Garroth! Where are you?!” Zane yelled.

“Over here!” His brother shouted.

Zane turned around and saw his brother from across the room. He was so relieved. He bolted right towards him almost immediately.

…..but something wasn’t right.

Zane ran, with each step coming closer to the brother who loved him so much.

But something isn’t right.

“I’m right here for you little brother” His older brother shouted to him, arms spread wide, preparing to hug him.

Something is wrong. Very, very wrong.

But Zane seemed to notice a moment too late.

Once in the loving embrace of his brother,he realized.

It wasn’t a loving embrace. It was a trap.

And he….wasn’t his older brother. It was someone…or something else entirely.

“L-Let go of me!” Zane screamed,struggling to get out of it’s grip, but his efforts were in vain.

“Don’t worry, I'm doing you a favor.” The odd distortion said gleefully. “No one's going to miss you”

The distortion dropped Zane into a deep, black abyss, its words echoing in Zane’s mind until-

Zane woke up in a cold sweat. He sprung from his bed and looked around his room. He grabbed his inhaler from his dresser. He hadn’t used or needed his inhaler since he was thirteen,but there was something comforting about having it with him anyway. It was astonishing Zane had managed to keep it for so long.

“What a fucking nightmare” Zane muttered.”Maybe...maybe I do miss Garroth after all...”

Zane was awake for an hour before he was finally able to go back to sleep. He had become more comfortable with the idea of visiting his brother, after all, maybe he did miss Garroth. That’s what the dream meant, right?

//tHEY STILL GET LONGER I PROMISE!!! two page upload because yeehaw. Thanks for reading!//

#aphmau #TSOTBL #mystreet #writeblr #fanfiction #zane ro'meave #kawaii~chan

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inyournightmares97 · 6 years

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GOT7 Reaction: Playful Arguments With You!

Maknae Line! (Read Hyung Line here!)

No backstory. Just a series of cute mini-drabbles where you playfully bicker and fight with your GOT7 boyfriend because let’s face it, all seven of them are little shits.

Youngjae

The cacophony roused you from your sleep.

Oh God. Not again!

Youngjae had the voice of an angel, he really did. He could make any song sound amazing and you were proud of his musical talent. But your pride and love for Youngjae were reserved for decent hours of the day, when you were awake and in your senses. It did not mean that you wanted to hear him singing his lungs out at 6 am on a Saturday morning. This was the third time this week that he’d woken you up with his morning tunes and you were sick of it.

“Shut up,” you grumbled sleepily, your face pressed against the pillow. You didn’t want to talk much louder because full sentences would wake you up, and you liked the pleasantly fuzzy, drowsy state that your mind was in.

“Oh! You’re awake! Rise and shine, beautiful!” Youngjae sang, leaning in close to you. You clumsily pushed him away but he merely kissed you on the cheek and then continued to sing into your ear, the lyrics interspersed with chuckles as he observed how cute you were when your eyebrows furrowed together and you squeezed your eyes shut. Youngjae was just about to hit the high note when your eyes shot open, angry and blood-shot.

“That is it! I have had enough!” Your sleep was gone and you sat up, furious, grabbing your pillow and beating Youngjae with it in a sleep-deprived rage. He laughed even louder as he fell back onto the bed, weakly dodging your furious assault. You repeatedly whacked that gorgeous face of his with your pillow using your rage-fuelled energy. “I-am-trying-to-sleep! Do you know how late I worked last night? How dare you wake me up with your melodic singing! What kind of a horrible-inconsiderate-terrible-boyfriend are you?”

“Okay, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Baby, ow, that hurts,” he whined, rubbing his shoulders where you’d targeted him repeatedly. Once your arms were tired and your energy had died out, you were left breathing hard and staring at your boyfriend while he pouted at you. Youngjae noticed the dark circles under your eyes and blinked. “Wow, you really must not have gotten much sleep. You should get more rest.”

“I hate you," you spat.

He chuckled, unconcerned. The first time you had flipped out on Youngjae like this, he'd taken it really hard and not spoken to you for two days. But now the arguing was an integral part of your relationship and he'd learned how to handle it.

"Let's go back to bed," Youngjae suggested, leaning over and wrapping you in his arms. You let out a weak whine, exhausted as you let Youngjae pull you into his chest and position your head on his shoulder. He kissed your forehead when you eyes drifted shut again. "Are you tired from the one-sided pillow fight?"

"My arms hurt and it's your fault," you whined, nuzzling your face into his neck and inhaling his scent. "I want to sleep."

"Should I sing you a lullaby?"

You sighed and scooted closer to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and curling your body against his cozily. Maybe it was your fault for thinking you could separate Youngjae and his singing. It was about time you just embraced it.

"Yes, please."

Bambam

"Dude, Emma Watson is just super hot."

You were lying on the couch, half-sprawled over Bambam with your legs tangled together as you lazily flicked channels on the television. There was some news about how she was supporting some new charity and Bambam was clearly interested. You scoffed.

"She's not that great," you mumbled. "What is it with guys and Emma Watson?"

Bambam craned his neck to look down at you incredulously. "What are you saying? She's gorgeous. Not to mention she's super-smart, she does a lot of charity work and she has the sexiest British accent. What more could anyone ask for in a girl?"

You pouted and nuzzled your nose against Bambam's neck. "Okay, but I'm prettier than her, right?"

Bambam scoffed. "No."

You sat up and glared at him, placing a hand on his chest to prop yourself up. I mean, sure, you knew that you weren't as pretty as Emma Watson but how could he say something like that to your face? Bambam had a smug smile and you glared at him.

"Well, you know who I think is really hot?"

Bambam rolled his eyes. "Babe, just because I said I liked Emma Watson, you don't need to prove some point by-"

"I think Rain is super hot. Isn't he just an amazing dancer? He's so talented and cool and it's just so attractive that he's a family man because he clearly loves his wife and baby so much-"

Bambam narrowed his eyes at you. "Okay, that is low. You know he's my role model, how could you do that? I can't even hate him!"

"Well, you're ruining Harry Potter for me with all your Emma Watson is so hot talk!"

Bambam groaned and pulled you back down against his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly. You pouted as he pressed your face to his chest. "Okay, fine, let's end this conversation here and accept that we both can have crushes on celebrities like adults. Although if you were really looking to hurt me then you should have gone for G-Dragon."

You relaxed against his chest. "Hmm, I forgot about him."

"Thank God."

"Hey, Bambam?" you asked softly, letting your fingers slide into his hair.

"Hmm?"

"If Emma Watson was honestly interested in you then would you dump me for her?" you wondered.

"Of course not," Bambam cooed, pressing a kiss to your forehead sweetly. You hummed happily in his arms. "How could you even think something like that, baby? You know how important it is to me that I'm the more attractive one in the relationship."

You sat up in horror. "You little-"

Bambam laughed and cut you off with a kiss.

Yugyeom

You shoved your phone in your boyfriend's face.

"What is this?"

Yugyeom looked confused as he squinted at your phone screen. He tilted his head and then blinked up at you. "Uh, babe, that's Bambam's Instagram account. What, did he not follow you back or something?"

You glared at him. "No. I'm talking about this photo he uploaded two days ago at some party. See this?" your fingers expertly zoomed in on the picture of Bambam with some friends. "What is that on his wrist? And don't play innocent with me because we both know that is the Swiss watch I gifted you for our first anniversary."

Yugyeom's ears turned pink. "Ah."

"Ah? That's all you have to say for yourself? I saved up for two months to buy you that watch, it was supposed to be a really meaningful present and you just gave it to Bambam?" you demanded angrily. You couldn't believe that he was trying to get out of this with a puppy-dog face. "You are a terrible boyfriend, Kim Yugyeom."

"Don't say that!" he whined, wrapping his arms around you tightly and trying to console you. His entire face had gone red and he was flustered. "You know I love you! Bambam and I borrow each other's stuff all the time, I wear his hoodies all the time too-"

You gasped. "Wait, what?"

"Uh-"

"That hoodie you were wearing when you came over to my apartment last week, was that yours or Bambam's?" you demanded urgently. "The grey one!"

Yugyeom rubbed the back of his neck. "Uhh, Bambam's?"

You pushed him away and let out a squeal of horror. "I've been wearing Bambam's hoodie to sleep every night? Why wouldn't you tell me something like that, I thought it was your hoodie! No wonder it smelled like some weird men's perfume!"

Yugyeom rubbed the back of his neck. He looked amused. "Sorry, I didn't realize you'd been sleeping in that hoodie. I just borrowed it from him because it was lying around and looked warm so- wait, baby, where are you going?" he called out, panicked.

You picked up your bag and grabbed your jacket, furious. "Home. Give me a call when you and Bambam decide to get married, maybe if I'm lucky then you'll ask me to be your maid of honor and I can give you both my blessings!"

Yugyeom pouted as he tried to hug you again. "No! Don't go, baby, I love you! I'll get the watch back from Bambam, I promise!" he whined, snatching your bag away from you and tossing it on the couch as he wrapped his arms around you. "Please forgive me?"

"You're so lucky you're cute," you muttered.

Yugyeom grinned. "Am I forgiven?"

"Ugh, hold me tighter, I can't get the disgusting crawling feeling of having worn Bambam's hoodie off my skin."

Yugyeom laughed and kissed you.

#got7 #got7 reactions #got7 scenarios #got7 fluff #got7 angst #got7 imagines #got7 drabbles #got7 reaction #choi youngjae #youngjae fluff #bambam #bambam fluff #kim yugyeom #yugyeom fluff

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rosarosesgarden · 6 years

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Days Off Chapter One

Two days off.

Laying there in bed looking up at the ceiling after waking up slowly Kakashi blinked as it had been a long time he had been able to just sleep without worry. After putting up some seals around his apartment the Shinobi had drank some sleepy time tea as he read one of his favorite books before falling asleep.

Now awake the silver-haired man sat up slowly letting the blanket roll off him. Rubbing his face for a few seconds he got up to get ready. After brushing his teeth and freshen up Kakashi walked over to his closet pulling out a box that was hidden in the back under some shoe boxes. Placing it on his bathroom counter he opened it taking out the items he needed.

A brown wavy wig was set aside, the purple makeup, some contacts lens along with the purple makeup. Going back to the closest he pulled out some gray sweatpants, a long green coat, a simple white shirt along with a long scarf.

Once back Kakashi set everything up before changing into the gray sweatpants. Pulling on the shirt he pushed down at it smoothing out some of the wrinkles. Looking at the mirror he blinked a few times his mind a bit blank.

Reaching over Kakashi picked up the contacts opening them. Carefully putting each on in he blinked a bit making sure they were in correctly. Looking in the mirror he looked down at the purple makeup. Pickin it up he started working on his eyes making sure it perfect over each eyelid.

Reaching into the box he pulled out two purple stripes so working them under his eyes hiding his scar on his left side. Carefully applying the next one Kakashi started relaxing a bit more as tension started to leave his body. Next, he picked up the wig looking it over, brushing it out a bit before taking a good amount of time to get it on just the way he likes it.

Looking up into the mirror someone who was different from Kakashi Hatake the brunette smiled a bit clearing his throat a little bit testing it until it was lighter, different, not one most people would notice. For a long moment his eyes dimmed body becoming still.

Smiling Sukea leaned forward palm on the counter a laugh in his voice. “Aah, it’s been so long since I was able to come out and play. Next time don’t wait so long. I was getting restless. Now then… Camera,”

Moving back to the box excitedly Sukea pulled out the camera smiling, his eyes turned up like half moons as he held it to his chest. Setting it down gently he grabbed his coat swinging it around him. Picking up the scarf moving it around his neck while humming Sukea moving back to grab his camera hurrying back to the closet.

“You forgot our shoes,” Sukea pulled out a boxes slipping the normal sandles one, tapping on foot to make sure that it was on correctly. Standing up he stretched a bit grabbing a small pack tucking it into his inner pocket to his coat. Buttoning it up his coat Sukea walked to the door ready to leave. “I can’t wait to go see what’s new around here,”

Snapping a picture of the display of sweets Sukea stood up looking at the worker with a smile winking at him. “Thank you for letting me take some pictures,”

“It’s no problem,” The man grinned back moving back to take out some a dango he offered it to Sukea. “Here, on the house,”

“Thank you,” Taking it with a smile Sukea took a bit with a smile turning to leave. “Have a good day,”

Ignore the man who was supporting probably trying to ask him something about staying talking to him more. Whatever it was Sukea wanted to get more pictures of the day. Slowly eating the dango slowly as he looked around Sukea stopped to take a few snaps of leaves falling from a tree.

Once done with the sweet he tossed the stick into a nearby trash can. Looking around trying to pick what to do next, go to a store to buy something to eat? Maybe go walk around the marketplace? Maybe go see a movie?

Looking all around Sukea came to a stop thinking about getting real food instead of a simple sweet dango. Walking up to the bar and restaurant he walked in smiling as they shouted out a welcome. Going up to the bar leaning forward on it he smiled eyes closed. “Hello~! Can I have some sake and… hm, let’s see- Ah! One house special please!” “Coming right up!” The chef called setting a sake bottle along with a cup down. “Here you go,” “Thank you,” Sukea tilted his head pouring some drinking it smiling widely. “Ah, it’s perfect!” Taking another drink slower this time Sukea looked around curiously at the place. It was a very nice place, big space, plenty of seating for anyone coming to eat. Music was playing, a nice list of songs that he happened to enjoy.

Putting the little cup down Sukea picked up his camera looking through the pictures he had taken that morning. Walking around he had snapped some pictures of people, animals some things when up close look like another world. One was of a shop zoomed in on a music box with a little dancer. As a plate was set down in front of him Sukea smiled thanking the chef before putting his camera away to start eating. Humming at how good it was he picked up another bite eating while he looked around watching people having fun. As he ate the door had opened again, a new group of people walking in as the chef called out in greeting that was returned with a familiar loud voice that Sukea knew. Well, he heard it often but Kakashi never liked to let him out to much to meet his rival properly.

Looking over just as he had popped in another piece of the food into his mouth. A part of him could feel Kakashi trying to come out now that Gai had shown up. Frowning Sukea turned back around pulling his scarf up to his mouth.

“Calm down, I never get to come out,” It was barely a whisper that he could hear himself. “I know you don’t want me to meet anyone you know, calm down,” The push calmed down, just a small nudge to remind him that this upset Kakashi, which shouldn’t have happened but then again Kakashi often got upset whenever he was out having fun and Gai showed up.

Now that he had time to sit there and really think about it Kakashi only acted like this with the other man. Just Gai seemed to upset him to a few times where Sukea had been forced back into his mind one time.

That had been horrible.

They had happened to see Gai with someone else, another that Gai seemed to have a great time with that had triggered Kakashi own self-doubt and insecurities to the sudden pain push of him coming back, running back home before Sukea even had a chance to push his way back out of the distraught mind. Glancing back over Sukea shrugged taking another drink trying to calm the other down. After all they were here to have a good time! Sighing going back to eating, it was so good too, why did Kakashi start acting up? Jeez, it was fine.

Still, he could hear the group since they hadn’t sat too far off. It took a bit before Sukea understood that the two people with Gai where his old teammates. Genma and Ebisu he thinks their names are?

A nudge prompted Sukea that, yes, those names were correct. Smiling a little bit more he took a few more drinks. The warmth of the alcohol relaxing them both. With the last bite, his meal gone Sukea took out some money paying for the food.

Waiting for his change he snaps a picture of the trio before taking his change leaving. Walking out of the place he took out his camera again turning it on ready to take some more pictures while the sun was up. “Hey, you,” A voice called. “You took our picture.”

Turning around Sukea paused seeing the three who had been inside. He realized that it had been Genma who spoke. He wasn’t sure how they had known so Sukea turned around looking at them with smile even though he could feel Kakashi anxiety spiking. “Yes, I did,” Sukea smiled a bit. “I like taking pictures of everything.” “Well, that is wonderful and youthful!” Gai grinned holding out his hand. “We are still Jonin of the Leaf, so I need to delete that picture.”

Holding his camera to his chest Sukea pouted a little. “I didn’t mean any harm. I can delete it,”

“We’re still going to need to see it,” Ebisu spoke up nodding as he pushed his glasses a little more on this face. “Official Shinobi business.” “...Hm,” Sukea frowned slowly handing it over. He forgot that since he wasn’t a shinobi that taking pictures wasn't allowed. Handing it over he folding his arms behind his back waiting to see what they’d do. “Can you leave the rest of the pictures on?” “Of course, just that with us has to go,” Gai grinned as he opened the folder with the pictures. He deleted the one with them even though it captured their friendship then scrolled a bit to make sure none was left or if it had uploaded somewhere else. Once he was sure he handed the camera back giving a thumbs up. “Thanks! Just so you know next time, civilians can’t take our pictures without permission.” “Sorry, I didn’t know. Next time, I’ll be sure to ask,” Taking the camera back he smiled bowing a little. “Have a good day,”

“You as well!” Gai called as the three them headed back in.

Turning around Sukea walked on as he tried to calm the spiking anxiety and uneasiness that Kakashi was causing. It made him a bit sick feeling what the other was going through. Pulling up the scarf to hide his mouth along with trying not to throw up the meal he had joyed Sukea mumbled.

“Stop, it’s fine. You worry too much, nothing happened,” Sukea willed them down so he would throw up. Today was his day to have fun. “Stop trying to ruin this, we’re fine- No, I’m not going to the memorial, that place gives me the creeps.” Shaking his head Sukea looked around thinking about where to go next. Stopping a few shops that looked new he decided to look around. Going to window shop at one he smiled leaning down when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Looking up he pauses. “Oh, hello.”

“Hello!” Gai grinned giving a thumbs up. “About earlier I really liked that photo, so I talked to my friends about getting one done. If you don’t mind taking one of all three of us?”

“I wouldn’t mind at all,” Smiled Sukea even though he felt Kakashi lurch trying to break out but they couldn’t have a freak out here. If Kakashi ran home then the three shinobi would follow to find out what’s going on. Pushing Kakashi down was hard but Sukea managed gulping a little. “Where do you want the picture taken?”

“Over there, by the fountain!” Gai pointed where the others were standing having a conversation or telling a joke by the looks of it. “Thank you for agreeing.”

“It’s no problem,” Walking over the tension in his mind rising Sukea cleared his throat. “So, are you all good friends?”

“The best! My team and I have been together since childhood!” Gai spoke proudly. “Genma! Ebisu! He has agreed to take our picture!”

“Awesome,” Genma went to sand on Gai’s right side and Ebisu to the left. It’s been a few years since we’ve had a new one.” “Agreed,” Ebisu smiled a bit.

Lifting the camera Sukea focused in on them as they stood there smiling. He had to smile a bit noticing that the other two were smaller then Gai, but to be fair that man was not only taller he was wide with muscles from all those years of constant training. Hell, his Jonin jacket wasn’t even zipped because it didn’t fit because of the muscles.

“Alright, smile!” Sukea snapped two before walking over fighting Kakashi’s every never to run. “Is this alright?”

The three leaned over to see. All of them seemed to love the photo. Sukea smiled offering to go get it made. Unfortunately, Gai said he’d go with him that way after the picture was printed out three times they could delete the originals.

“Oh, that’s good, I don’t want you in trouble,” Sukea joked as they walked along. “So, I’m Sukea. And you are?”

“I’m Maito Gai!” The jonin grinned. “So, Sukea, would you mind if I took you to dinner tonight?”

#KakaGai #maito gai #Kakashi Hatake #fanfic #happybirthday

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kr-writing · 6 years

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youtube!jimin

jyn posting?? wow what a concept i can’t believe it either

in this one you’re the youtuber! enjoy~

okay so

you’re a lifestyle/ talking kinda channel

not the white girl ‘what i got for christmas was 4 ipads’ kinda lifestyle but more like talking to the camera and making jokes and stuff

and alot of carefree vlogs and casual talk!! cause you’re a laid back hooman with a Great Amount of Chill

very unbeknownst to you, park jimin (The Park Jimin, from bts) (ya) watches your videos

!!!!

tbh he only watched one video at first on “top foods of 2017″ and then through recommended vids he started binge watching all your videos

and he never comments but?? give him a timestamp for any one of your videos and he knows exactly what you said right then and there

(or not)

he really likes lying in bed after a long day of schedules and just unwind with your videos

(he laughs really loud and gets a pillow thrown in his face from hoseok’s bed)

and he likes your random haul videos too, where you buy like four (4) things that don’t relate??? at all and just introduce them to the camera for 5 minutes and say bye

anyw!! you’ve always shown your face in your videos and stuff but jimin never really paid much attention because hey the content’s interesting that’s kinda all that matters

UNtiLLlLLlLl

one day you move into your new apartment and decide to make a vlog!!

okay well you’re in your pajamas and your hair’s not done At all but honestly? you don’t really care and you’re too lazy to change anyway

so you start your vlog in all your disheveled glamour in a high schoool event t-shirt, your plaid pajama pants and pink rabbit slippers (beauty blogger much??)

the day the vlog is uploaded jimin immediately clicks on it and jumps into bed to watch it

you’re talking to a mirror with your camera in front of you and as you run your hand through your hair, you flash a crazy bright grin and

lol jimin’s heart stopped

u broke him

were you always??? that? good looking???? what the

how do you look good in a crappy orange shirt and brown pajama pants what

were you really the person who filmed all those hilarious videos????

jimin’s kinda stunned for a while and checks your channel name to confirm

“wah... they’re good looking and funny? what a catch I can’t believe it”

“TAE CAN YOU COME HERE”

“is this y/c/n or am i blind”

“uh...... bro you’ve been watching their channel almost daily for the past month?? you tell me,,,,,, but yeah it is”

anyway

he continues watching your apartment tour (in partial shock and disbelief,, he still can’t comprehend how good?? u look)

and then

hey that bathroom looks rly familiar

jimin squints a bit

hey the flooring is the...... same as the one in our dorm... ........ .........

“taEHYUUUNNNGG CAN YOU COME HERE”

“WHAT”

“is this our dorm”

“ya bro-- we’re in our d-”

“NO THE VIDEO”

“oh yeah . Yeah it kinda looks like the one bedroom version of our place”

“LEGIT (ok u know how he says jinjja ye that)”

jimin’s eyes are wide and he’s doing that face of disbelief where his eyes are big and his lips are parted in a slight smile to a side (like when he says seolmal)

he runs out to yoongi and starts hitting him frantically on the arm, “oh mY GO-” “hYUNG HYUNG HyuNG IS THIS OUR DORMM”

yoongi is confused for a while,, and then stares at the screen “oh uh yeah i think so,,, why?”

“hyuUUUUNG Y/C/N LIVES IN THE SAME BUILDING AS USSSsSSSsss”

at this point jimin is shaking yoongi by the shoulders and smiling rly brightly but still in Disbelief (good one jimin)

when he lies in bed that night,, he can’t help but think of your face and how good you looked in all your carelessness and the thought of you just being a block or two away made him smile as he looked up at the ceiling before falling asleep............

“jiMInnNNNNnn can you go get the doOoooor”

“mmdfpphhh”

jimin wakes up and feels his back muscles screaming at him to lie back down before he has to dance the entire day again

dingdingdingdongdongdingdongdigndondkdfbakdf

but while he can ignore his back muscles’ silent begging for him to stay down,, he can’t block out the horrendously shrill doorbell at 7 in the morning

and so,, with his crazy bedhair and his half-shut eyes,, park jimin,, idol singer, 1/7 of world famous band bts,,,, shuffles to the front door and opens it to reveal,,,, well, you

with your hair messily done and in a tshirt and shorts looking like a Goddess to half-awake Park Jimin

needless to say, our man is reallllLly shocked and surprised and a bit dumbfounded

“wh-”

“hi!! uh i just moved in next door, i’m y/n, it’s really nice to meet you! sorry if i woke you up haha,, um here’s some kimchi jeon, have a nice day!”

“oh uh no Hhahaahah it’s okay um thanks for the kim jeo- chi jeon kimchi jeon”

you giggle abit because well, this dude has really messed up hair and really puffy eyes that haven’t really opened fully yet but he’s still smiling as wide as he can for 7am

and that’s really cute

fast forward a few days,,, jin finally manages to successfully nag jimin into bringing over some pork for you!! their new neighbour

“beCause it’s POLITe jimin!!! >:0″

aaand another (endearingly adorable) doorway conversation takes place,, this time with you in your pajamas and him Looking unfairly good in sweatpants and a shirt???

and after shy thanks and awkward small talk,, jimin says bye and after you close the door,,, jumps a bit and silent screams and runs back to his dorm aisabsdfn

after you close the door,, you smile a bit because 1) you just settled dinner 2) hey your new neighbour is really cute

and this whole food thing continues for a while,, just a lot of living off each other’s dinners,, and in that time the both of you become a lot more comfortable with each other (because the boys always make jimin give you the food lmao what kids psh)

and of course,, you’re still making videos and stuff, mostly just vlogging and the occasional 5 minute video of you talking about mosquitoes and how horrible they are

of course,, jimin still watches all of them

not that he’s ever gonna tell you,, LOL

but one day he sees a notif from your channel,, and he clicks on the new video!! but then.,, he as he watches it,, he realises,,,,, he’s in the video........

you left your front door open and he so happened to walk by and Oh no

i mean the comments are literally flooded with “omg is that jimin” “oppa!! omg jiminie oppa”

and yeah you see the comments!! of course you know bts i mean how can you not,, you know pi ddam nunmul,,, you’ve just,,,,, never seen their faces,,,,, heh

so....... that’s a revelation

that night jimin rings your doorbell!! and as y’all make small talk,, you congratulate him on their new music show win

(you might have gone online to search up bts’ recent activities,,, and their photos,,,,, and seen jimin looking Completely different,, like some reeeeeally attractive, out of your reach celebrity)

and yeah you gotta admit you’re a bit flustered because dude!! world star at your doorstep.......

and he’s super taken aback because whenever he talked to you,, he kinda forgot,, he was famous LMAO

and this is the first time you’ve brought up anything bts related,,, so he gets a bit wary,, and starts to back up a bit

“you,, watched our encore stage??”

“yeah!! you- y’all looked really good :) i didn’t know you were part of bts until i read the comments on this vlog i uploaded though!”

“ah-”

“um, i forgot to mention i upload v-”

“oh i uh,, watch your vlogs- videos- i watch all yo- i’ve watched so-”

“oh!! that’s really nice to hear actually,,,, um,, jimin,,,, if you’re free after a stage sometime,,, do you wanna go grab dinner?? instead of just passing food to each other like this,, I MEAN i know you’re an idol but if you want free food just-”

right on cue, jimin’s cheeks turn pink,, and the air suddenly feels still and like something out of a dream,, he has his flustered tiny smile on his face and a bit of eyeliner at the creases above his eyes,, and ‘wow,’ you think to yourself, ‘he looks like an angel.’

“-come by anytime.”

“OH GOD NO NOT LiKE THAt”

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RFA reacting to MC sleeptalking

Wuhu, I´m back!o(≧∇≦o) but seriously, the only reason I´m writing right now is that I don´t want to learn for my maths exam….

_Yoosung_

° believe it or not, some people can´t take staying up till 4AM playing LOLOL

° you were one of those people ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° so while Yoosung kept playing you went to bed and fell asleep as soon as you hit the pillow

° even MC has hard days…

° that night you had a wonderful dream about you and Yoosung

° you went on a date, he bought you some ice cream and after that you had a picnic in the park

° but he got so much ice cream on his clothes XD you laughed

° after loosing two rounds, Yoosung decided his concentration was Long gone and it was time for sleep

° honestly while walking to the bedroom he was already half asleep （￣へ￣）

° at this Moment there was only one thing he desired, go to bed and sleep so bascally everything I wannna do in school

° he quietly closed the door in order not to wake you

° he knew that meant death

° he stopped mid-movement when he thought he heard someone talk

° “You dummy, now you got ice cream all over your shirt.”

° he didn´t misheard, you were talking

° in your sleep

° soooooo cute

° overwhelmed by your cuteness he even forgot about you calling him a dummy XD

° from this day on, he kept this as his little secret

_Jaehee_

° it was one of those days when she came home so late you were already asleep

° it was ok for you, although it was a bit lonely going to bed by yourself

° anyway you brushed your theeth and went to bed

° the TV was still on when you fell asleep because you felt less alone with some voices ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° Jaehee came home long past midnight

° someone messed up some documents and guess who had to fix it?

° right, it was Jaehee… who else ? (⌣_⌣”)

° but when she finally returned home she immediately went to the bedroom and just wanted to fall into the covers

° meanwhile you tossed and turned in your sleep, like you had a nightmare

° which was kind of the case here

° in your dream, Jaehee left you to be with Jumin for which reason whatsoever

° you screamed after her, but she apparently couldn´t hear you

° “No, don´t leave me! Please stay..”

° there was no use, she never looked back..

° so sad ಠ╭╮ಠ

° Jaehee was scarred when she heard your voice after she turned off the TV

° who shouldn´t leave you? she was confused…(・_・ヾ

° you started screaming and kicked the Sheets

° “Jaehee! Don´t leave me, I love you!”

° she sat down on the bed and slowly petted your hair to calm you down

° “Don´t worry, I won´t leave you. Ever. I can prmise you that.”

° you calmed down after that and you two were able to find a good nights sleep in the end

° the next day she wanted to ask you about the dream but you came to her telling her about this nightmare you had

° so, no reason for her to increase your discomfort by telling you about the sleeptalking ;)

_Zen_

° whenever you had trouble sleeping he would tell you a bedtime story

° he had a very calming voice so they worked in 9 out of 10 cases

° those storys were all fairytales about knights and princesses

° he was talking about you two

° today he told you a Story about the kinight who wanted to resue his princess but got injurned while doing that

° you fell asleep before you heard the end and so your subconciousness thought of one

° in your dream the princess saved the Knight who turned out to be a prince from a far away country〈(゜。゜)

° the two married and lived happily ever after Awwwww

° of course you were the princess and Zen was your prince

° even after realizing that you slept Zen stayed at your side and watched over you (´∀｀)♡

° he knew you had the tendency to talk in your sleep, mostly about your dreams

° he was aware of that, you never knew about it.. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

° “I love you too, my prince. I´m glad you aren´t a Knight and we can be together.”

° he was hurt and angry

° so he decided to wake you which you should never do because it is a dick-move

° “Zen, why did you wake me up? I had so a nice dream..”

° “You cheated on me.”

° he was sulking

° “Who is that prince and why is he better thn the Knight anyway?”

° at first you were confused, then you realized he talked about your sleep

° but how did he know about it?

° it didn´t matter to you at the moment because you were still tired and longed to go back to sleep

° so you explained it to him and he seemed satisfied

° “So I´m worth being a prince and a knight? I always knew I have the Talent to be both.”

° his narcissm kicked in and that meant you could sleep again

° but this time he joined you in the bed and for your dream he rewarded you with lots of cuddles

° “Zen, you still haven´t told me why you knew about my dream…”

°“Just go to sleep princess.”

_Jumin_

° Just like Jaehee he came home late frequently

° you were never really alone since Elisabeth was there but it wasn´t like could hold a conversation with her

° once more you went to bed with Elisabeth and without your husband

° she curled up behind your back and started to purr

° calmed by the soft vibrations you dazed off into sleep

° you dreamed about your honeymoon

° Europe, blue water, White sand and cold drink, who Needs more in order to be happy?

° I don´t

° all in all, it was a dream that reminded you of the sweet time you had just for yoour own

° a couple of minuites before midnight Jumin returned to the penthouse

° he didn´t expect you to be still awake, rather he´d be angry if you´d stay up so late

° so he was pleased to see you were already asleep

° his heart made ajump of happiness when he saw Elisabeth next to you (ノ^∇^)

° he took his phone out of his pocket and tried to take the Picture

° the mainword here is try XD

° the photo was just a black room, so he activated the camera-flash idk how you call this XD

° bad Thing, the light caused your happy dream to turn into a nightmare..(O∆O)

° the once sunny and warm day turned into a storm with lightning and thunder

° in the panick this storm caused you lost sight of Jumin

° “Jumin, where are you? Come back!”

° you turned around and made some strange noises like you were really uncomfortable

° Jumin felt bad, thinking that it was his fault which it kind if was..

° “No need to worry my dear, I will never leave you.”

° he decided to lay down on the bed and hold you in his arms

° your sleep became peaceful once again and when you woke up the next morning you still were in the arms of your beloved one

_Saeyoung/Seven_

° we all know he is kind of paranoid….

° so he was always afraid you might leave

° furthermore he didn´t get the Signals he needed from you and lived with fear

° in order to knew when you would leave, he thaught you definetly would…◑.◑

° so there were cameras in most of the room, exept for the bathroom (he removed the one there when you kindly asked him)

° he had a very twisted sleeping behaviour, work at night and sleep at day

° but some people had a… I don´t know… normal job

° so each of you usually had to sleep alone, which made you very sad へ[ •́ ‸ •̀ ]ʋ

° whenever he had a bit of spare time he went into the bedroom and said how sorry he was to your sleeping form

° it was too embarassing for him to tell you that when you were awake

° but you were a really deep sleeper, he could literally listen to heavy metal on full volume, right next to you, you wouldn´t care..

° meaning: safe time to talk like a waterfall infront of you σ(≧ε≦ｏ)

° one night, when he felt the urge to talk again he took a chair and sat next to the bed

° and then he talked and talked and talked

° at first he didn´t notice you talking

° “You know MC, I´m afraid you´ll leave me and then I´ll be alone again and then I´ll become depressive and then…”

° “Saeyoung… don´t cry… I´ll never leave, I´ll stay with you..”

° he was like whaaaat? Σ(゜ロ゜;)

° he was so happpy, he started to cry, of course they were tears of joy (♥ω♥*)

° a normal boyfriend would do something sweet like preparing breakfast the next morning or buying flowers…

° buuut he wasn´t normal to begin with

° so he woke you…. by shaking you and screaming your Name

° “MC!!! Wake uuup!!”

° what a caring man he is…

° you woke up, slapped him and went back to sleep ⊂((・▽・))⊃

° hey, who said you couldn´t be mean when he was ???

° but to make up for it he took a day of and was the most caring boyfriend a Girl could imagine (in reality he just skipped work ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

° and you didn´t know but with your subconcious confession you took one hell of a load of his shoulders

So, that´s it …… for know! I´ll add V and Saeran tomorrow when I´m finished with my exam. Promise! o(≧∇≦o)

But I wanted to upload at least this much since I was awya last week…

If you enyoed reading, I´d be very happy if you´d leave a like or a comment. If you a request or a HC you always wanted to read, don´t feel afraid and send it to me (/^▽^)/

#mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger zen #mystic messenger headcanon #yoosung #jaehee kang #jumin han #saeyoung choi #seven #mysme headcanon

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