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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years

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Harper Alexader x Fem!Reader || Oneshot

Title: The Fake Love Of My Life

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I want this to only be part 1 in a series because a. Fake dating. b. Harper needs more content on this site, and c. I actually have some ideas.

Motivation is the problem, haha. But hopefully I'll figure it out.

Plot: I’ve! Always! Wanted! To Write! A Fake Dating Scenario!! So here we go. After 2 centuries of judgy looks from the older folk in town and getting questioned about why you’re not married, you and Harper have decided to pretend to be together to finally make people stop it.

Warnings: I think its fine? Discussion about sex, but not outright said and there are no ya know... intricate details haha XD

“Oh, Y/N I can’t tell you how pleased I was to hear about you and Harper Alexander! Gosh, we all thought you’d be alone forever!”

“You’re such a pretty couple.”

“It took you long enough to find a man!”

“And my, what I catch, girl. You’re one lucky gal!”

“You’ll have to bring him over Wednesday for dinner with Ted and I!”

All. Week; This is all I’ve heard. I mean, it was expected (In fact, it was the intention) for people to be relieved and get off my back about finding a damn man, but good grief. You’d think the whole thing would’ve cooled off, by now. I’m exhausted from acting pleased about this and their words.

I mean, god, since I hit 16 I’ve gotten this gip about finding a guy, and right from the get-go (Actually, since I was younger, I’ve felt this way) I’ve been against it. Even before I died and everything normal here, everything we knew, became obsolete- The idea that just because I was born with tits, I need to legally tie myself to a big strong penis in order to survive made me feel... incomplete, rather then enthusiastic.

Other girls, my friends, dreamt about their perfect men and the way that he would kiss them; How the world would shatter, in supposedly a good way, when he finally found them. And I did want to be right there, dreaming with them! I so did. Because they just looked so happy... And it was so easy for them to be so, as well. But... I just... couldnt. It seemed ridiculous to me, so I just supposed that I was made... wrong. I could never see the sense in it. I still can’t, and I can’t imagine a time I will. I’m me, whether I’m dragging along the dead weight of a husband, or not. Thats enough for me; Why cant it be enough for the people that love me? Why on earth do I need the extra unnecessary baggage weighing me down?

... But still, after a century and a half of it… admittedly, a girl breaks down a bit. A little bit.

I mean, not entirely, of course, seeing as Harper’s and my ‘relationship’ is nothing but a farce to benefit us both and not in fact a real effort. Effort enough to suffer through the town’s seemingly endless congratulations at least, yes. But effort enough to find a real relationship? No.

But god- the effort I am putting in, is a lot. The way they're talking to me; It makes me sick. They speak like I'm finally whole- like I wasnt so, before. Its archaic and obnoxious.

Its so bad, that sometimes - more and more often these days, - I have to break away. Escape. And, ironically enough… there’s only one place I can go to in order to get that, aside from spending all my time alone.

Sneaking up behind that place, or person, I lay a hand on his shoulder, feeling him jump slightly under my surprise touch, which makes me grin as I sit down beside him. “Hey,” I greet Harper, the only person I can go to for any kind of peace now, wierdly enough. He flashes me an annoyed eyeroll, not quite as much the charmer with me then as with modern folk that come traipsing into town and our eager clutches. He quickly returns to whatever he’s whittling; Quite focused. Taking a deep breath of fresh, non-stuffy air, I close my eyes for a moment. Ahhhh, the quiet…

Usually, I can find Harper here, on the outskirts of town. Or he finds me here, depending on which of us ran out of patience with the others, first. Today I survived longer, which is uncommen as Harper has an extraordinarily strong poker face, but either way; We’re finding ourselves alone together here more and more often these days. Which was weird at first, and actually still is a little bit strange still, but I'm sure it'll become more natural soon enough. I mean, we will be married after all, sooner rather then later.

Despite knowing Harper our whole lives, going to school together and ending up in similar circles, we were never really... good, friends, I guess you could say. He was never at the forefront of my mind, like he was a fair few of the other girls in our year- my girl friends included. We did get thrown together quite a bit as our groups tended to run together (Husband-Hunting… ), and then at various weddings and such, too, as my friends managed to share their chosen victims. This does mean that when we announced our 'engagement', no one was magnificently surprised even though we hadnt openly dated (Or dated at all), though, so there you go.

'Fate'.

But Harper and I never actually sought each other out, until now. Until he had the ‘fake marriage’ idea. Neither of us wanted to find someone, really, so it only seemed... sensible. This way, we can keep living the way we have been; Just, you know, in the same house. And occasionally we'll have to attend events together- which is not out of the ordinary, anyway!

Exhaling, fingers on either side of my lap digging gently into the decaying wood of the bench we're on, I open my eyes slowly again. I'm recharging already.

"So... " I turn to Harper, who doesn't look back this time. He just continues to focus on the wood and the knife in his hands, a look of indifference with a tone of annoyance, on that handsome face. But then again, what's new? When he's not seducing poor, bewitched women to eat he isnt actually all that sweet! After the Jubilee, he drops the act as soon as he can. In fact the act starts to fizzle away as soon as his job is done.

He wasnt always this way. I mean, he's always had bite but he genuinly was the golden boy when we were in school, and even through to our adult lives; But being stuck here after the earth discarded us, has taken its toll. Everyone grew darker, and continues to do so as we're stuck here longer. Miss Peaches, the Mayor, Granny, and I certainly wasnt except, either- so I dont blame him for the change. Its the only natural part of what happened.

A soft look on my face, I raise my brows in query. "How are you today?"

A disaffected sigh comes out of him, and he shrugs his shoulders in that derisive way that people do when they don't particularly want to talk about it. "Same as every day, I s'pose... Yourself?"

"Very similar."

Sniffing, he forces his blade down the block of wood- sending a particularly thick shaving to snap off the end. "Figures."

"Yeah... " Figuring myself that Harper is really not in the mood to talk right now, I take the hint and look away from him; Close my mouth, and my eyes. If he doesnt want to talk, then I can really relax. Here, I'm safe from the way people look at me - now us, -, and I can just stew. Be me. Think about me things. Like the books I've been reading, and the food I'm interested in learning how to cook, and the garden! That's just fine with me.

A few minutes later though, when I'm totally lost somewhere in my own head between fantasy lane and sounds-of-the-forest avenue, Harper decides to speak up again- and it shocks me out of my own head so hard I nearly damn well fall forward off of the bench.

"So Y/N- "

"Christ- "

Luckily, the grip I had on the bench saves me from what I think its safe to say would have been a humiliating, and painful, fall. Unfortunately though, it doesn't save me from the 'Why are you so ridiculous' look from Mr Darcy, here. Nevertheless, with the effort of an awkward smile on my part, he looks back to his widdling and continues.

"I've been thinking, about our impending marriage." Right, right. "And I'm wonderin'- What's gonna happen on the weddin' night?"

"... " My eyes flicker over Harper like he just grew a third arm. What- where did this come fro- Harper- Why!? "What!?"

"Well, my mother used to say that people could tell when a couple hadn't consummated the marriage." He shrugs, still under my disbelieving, bug-eyed gaze and entirely oblivious of it. Or at least seeming to be. Perhaps he's ignoring me. "She said it took Granny and the Mayor weeks, and everyone could tell."

"Yeah," I scoff, sarcasm dripping off the tip of my tongue as I continue to look at him deeply incredulously. I never planned to sleep in the same bed as him, much less perform that particular marital 'duty'! "And do you also still believe in Santa Claus? They absolutely cannot tell that kind of thing! Its a fairytale!" ... right?

Harper actually sets his work down now, and looks at me, and it is the most shocking experience... "You sound mighty sure of that, Y/N. But I'm not, and I don't want to risk the, uh, 'integrity' of our scheme. This is just as much servin' me as it is you and I'll be damned if it's put in peril- for any, reason."

"Integrity!?" I mimic, dubious and horrified.

"Yes, integrity. Look, I'm not too delighted about the idea, neither." WELL- insulting, much? He catches the insulted look on my face and smirks at me, and all I can think about for a flash is what a smug prick I'm marrying. "But I also don't want our cover blown. So I'm just thinkin' we give it a thought. We might have to."

"I've never even seen a man, uh, in any state of undress!" My cheeks are heating up hotter and hotter by the second. Its such an embarrassing thing to admit!- And definetly not what I expected by coming out here. I'm Pleasant Valley's resident sacrifice-safe virgin, and I've never even thought, seriously, about doing... anything... like that. I never thought, really, that I would need to! With sex comes a relationship, and with a relationship comes people looking at you all happy- oblivious and ignorant to the fact that I eas perfectly content before.

"That's your problem? That it'll be your first time and not... that it'd be with me, of all people?" Harper asks, putting words in my mouth and laughing about it. Ugh. Rolling my eyes, I just avert my eyes in annoyance. Because to be quite honest - to myself. Not him, - , due to our shared history and out of all the possibilities, it doesn't feel totally out of left field at all for it to be him. For him to be the one, that I...

But I cant say that, because that would ruin our entire plan because then he will think, misguidedly, I have feelings for the bastard, and that certainly isn't true. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, I ain't never gone all the way with a lady neither."

Sighing, I refuse to look at him still. Despite the slightly less obnoxious way that he said that. "You still have more experience then me. And that's not fair." And god, now I sound like petulant child. That's just great. I need only pout to complete the look.

"Hold on there, Y/N. Before I lose you to your lil tantrum- " His hand falls on mine, on the bench, but I don't really notice because I'm tuning around to snap at him.

"I'm not being dramatic- "

"'Course not." See, he says that, but the eyeroll that follows sure doesn't emote faith. Quickly though he continues on. Well, quickly enough- "Maybe we should put in some practise? I mean, we'll have to kiss in front of people at least at the wedding." My mouth falls open in shock, as he ignores it and scrunches up his face in scepticism. "Have you even kissed anyone, before?"

"Harper, you're being ridiculous." I feel like crossing my arms, but realise his hand is holding mine down on the bench between us and decide not to move. "And of course I've been kissed." But as I think back on it, a flicker of awkwardness flickers over my face, a frown spreading across my mouth. "Once... "

To my future husbands credit -because I must credit his name with nice things. Otherwise he's just as an ass and I really cant bare the thought of marrying an ass if I'm going to do it at all, -, he does try to steal himself from sniggering this time, at least, but I can still tell what he's thinking when he rolls his eyes, and says so sarcastically; "Well consider me proven wrong." Scowling at him may give me frown lines, but it also makes him continue, which is a mercy I consider worth it. "Here I was thinkin' you were some spring chicken here- " Nevermind.

"Fine!" Swivelling in my seat, I turn to face him with a determined look on my face because of which the laughter in his eyes disappears, and I raise a brow at him, quite expectantly. Like well?? "You want to kiss me, Harper? Go ahead. I'm not kidding, lets do this. If what you say is true, then its a small price to pay for romantic security." I shrug. "And you're right- we will have to do it in front of people at the ceremony, at least, so we might as well get the awkwardness over with now. I don't know about them being able to tell whether we've consummated, but I do give that people could tell if we hadn't kissed, before."

For a few moments, Harper just stares at me. Like he doesn't quite know what to make of me right now, or... I don't know. I really don't know what he's thinking. His face is just blank, so I roll my eyes and sigh. "Are we doing this, or not, Harp- "

Suddenly he has moved forward, killing the distance between the two of us on the bench and cupping one side of my face in his hand with which he was so oddly holding onto mine, before. And the look on his face is so intense now that something in me that doesnt understand the principal of the thing, wants me to back down- but instead I force that little voice to pipe down and look stonily back at him, slightly craning my neck in order to do so. "Fine, Y/N." He says, slowly. At a normal volume but darkly. Deeply. "If you want to."

"It was your idea, Harper." I remind him carefully, seeing as he seems to have forgotten that fact. It was his idea, to practise. This wasn't for me. I dont... I dont want this! My voice comes out steady, but the erratic beating of my heart right now is anything but. And voice is also quiet, unlike his. Because he's so close, of course!- Thats why I needn't raise my voice. Thats the reason. He hasnt affected me, at all.

Harper's handsome but I've known him too long for him to be able to render me dumb like any of those travellers. Surely.

He nods to me, an almost scary look in his face. I'm suddenly reminded, for some reason, of the terrible things this pretty boy is capable of. "Okay."

"Okay." I say as well, because I've done some terrible things, too.

And then he leans down- and we're kissing. No further warning, just his lips against mine and a lovely glittery feeling in my tummy. My eyes flutter shut because this far better then that uncomfortable kiss I had with Harvey McGreevy when we were 14; In fact I almost forget to focus on this. Because this practise- like when you recite a poem a million and 1 times in order to be able to recite it easily thr next day in class. But I remember just in time before I accidentally lose myself, and tilt my head so our noses can be more comfortable, and apply a little bit of pressure into it like I've been told you're supposed to. Am I doing it right????!

Harper, of course, has no trouble with it. His pressure is perfect and he rubs his nose against mine, which is weird but nice at the same time. Its sort of affectionate, which is the weird part because we aren't a real couple and this is only purely for logical reasons... a fact that I myself have trouble remembering in the moment. Especially when he flicks his tongue against my bottom lip, a far cry from the way Harvey had smooshed his slimy wet tongue against the crease between my lips, asking for access that I don't even consider before allowing him. One of his hands, the one that isn't tucking wild hair back behind my ear, finds my waist and holds me there, and the grip is comforting.

As I let my hands fall on his shoulders, gripping him as I just enjoy the kiss, I tilt my head a bit to the side -Which side? I dont know which side. Does it matter? I'm forgetting where I am... - in order to allow him better access and actually moan, mortifyingly, at the feeling of a mans tongue in my mouth, which really shouldn't be as wonderful as it is, but is. He starts to kiss me more fiercely as soon as that comes out of me, and I'm just thinking about running my hand up through perfect hair, when-

"Wo-ho! Lookie here! Two young lovebirds getting a little bit amorous in the safety of the woods, huh?" A yelp escapes me when the sound of the Mayors loud teasing enters my ears and I immediately snap away from Harper like he stung me. Gaze flashing to him as my cheeks heat up once again in embarrassment, I catch a scowly look of irritation cross his face before he manages to pull himself together for Mayor Buckman; Who's setting his hands on his hips like he's telling off a pair of wily teenagers. "Lucky I happened upon ya, huh? Wouldn't want either of you to jump the gun- not before the weddin', yes?"

My lips are pink, I'm sure, and they feel tingly from the intensity of that kiss. God, I had no idea that he'd... do it like that... I run a thumb over the bottom one, thinking to myself and wondering what the hell happened there, how it got out of hand so quickly like that, as Harper focuses on Buckman. That was... weird.

Lets... just go... with 'weird'. Yep. Thats all. Just... wierd. And surprising. Definetly, surprising.

A forced rone of relief slips into Harpers voice. "Um, 'course, Mayor. Yeah, thank you." Harper hops up quickly off the bench, and away from me, smiling brightly. My eyes snap up to him when he moves, to see what he's doing- like I'm not done with him, or something, which I definitely, most certainly, absolutely am!! Thats enough 'practise' for the day Y/N!! I have to tell myself and the fireplace built in an odd place, in the pit of my stomach. Harper glances back at me momentarily and I just get hotter. "Just cant keep my hands of a' her, sometimes, hah hah... "

My stomach flutters at his, fake, words for the first time since we started this. and I hop up off the bench myself, and promptly reach the Mayor in .2 seconds in order to get away from Harper. Chewing nervously on the inside of my cheek, I offer just an awkward look to the older man before redirecting my gaze to the ground. Yep, nothing to see here, sir... Despite my inflamed reaction to the words, I play my part well. Rolling my eyes and blushing. "Oh Harper- don't say things like that!"

"Oh that's fine, don't bicker on my part, I'm just headin' off again." The Mayor himself sounds a little awkward, as he clasps his hands together behind his back, rolling on the balls of his feet. A glance up at his face reveals that he's looking around and struggling not to laugh. "Far be it me to leave my two-cense where it don't belong, anyway!"

"Yes, uh, see you later at the bar, sir!" Harper salutes, a definite sense of discomfort to the gesture for once as the fact occurs to us both, that as soon as Buckman leaves us we'll be alone, together, again.

Promptly, I turn to the Mayor before he can make an escape.

"Actually I'll come with you, Mayor!" The words slip out of me far faster then necessary. I don't know why I'm acting like this but the feeling of Harper watching me now is too much, too suddenly, and out of nowhere, so I'm forcing myself to focus on the Mayor - who looks deeply amused at the whole situation, thinking its just two young lovers acting squirrelly around each other, - and paste a polite smile to my face. "Headin' back to town? I have to get back before too long anyway, as well. It'll be getting dark. soon. Accompany me, wont you?"

"Uh, a'course, but wouldn't you rather your beau here walk you back?- "

Out of the corner of my eye I catch Harper moving, as if about to play his own part and indeed walk me home but I just shake my head. "Nope! Uhhhhm, we're finished, anyway-" I close my mouth, stopping myself before I say anything else that will make it even harder for the Mayor not to burst out laughing. "Right, so... so lets go!" Then I'm grabbing the mayor by the arm, and dragging him off back to town.

My heart refuses to slow down its manic beating until I'm sure, that Harper isn't watching anymore.

Its a couple of hours later when I see Harper again. I'm just getting ready for bed, when the front door clicks unlocked and creaks open, and only one other person in town has the key to my house- so instead of grabbing a weapon, I just pull on another layer and head down stairs. Harper's waiting in the front door, the screen door closed behind him and that familiar half annoyed/half disinterested look about him; On his face.

I cross my arms after pulling the extra layer of cotton tighter around myself and my sleep gown, feeling awkward standing near Harper; Under his subjective gaze. "So... hi?"

"I thought we should talk about that kiss. I wanna make sure that everything's okay, between us, after that. I mean... wouldn't wanna hurt your delicate sensibilities."

Eyes flashing, I curl my fingers over my arms tighter, a glare flaring at him and his smart mouth, and the smirk on his lips. "Theirs nothing delicate about me, Harper."

"Really? You seemed pretty spooked, to me. Took off like a broodmare just after the whip comes out. And I don't think it had anything to do with the mayor." Harper continues on, and I scrunch up my nose as him in response.

"Maybe I was just sick of your face, twiggy."

For a moment the boy just continues to smirk at me, seeing something entirely too amusing in my standing up for myself for my taste and only making my frown crease deeper; Like I taste something bad. "... Well alright then," The silence finally breaks. "If you say so, then I guess its so. I mean, you did run off pretty quick though... "

"Yeah. Well." Slowly, a mischievous smirk of my own rises. "I was afraid maybe you enjoyed that kiss a little too much."

"Oh I wouldn't be afraid of that, sweetheart."

"No?" I perk a brow, knowing that that's bullshit. "I guess it shouldn't happen again, then, right?" Maybe its my imagination, but Harper looks a tiny bit unhappy about that, but he nods in agreement. Then for another few seconds we just look at eachother, silent as a new phase in our... weird, now... relationship, settles over us. Taking in a deep breath, I shake my head, looking down. "So, um. Anyway." Something may have changed between us under the skin level but we still have a job to do. That hasn't changed. "The, uh, dinner party later this week. You'll pick me up at 7?"

"Always do." Harper shrugs, finally letting me off the hook from his penetrative gaze and folding his hands into his pockets, settling carefully into the new tone I've set.

"Well... good. So that's all set." Running my bottom lip through my teeth, my eyes flicker from the floor to Harper. "See you tomorrow?"

"Probably." He agrees, nodding his head. But doesn't move to leave. I open my mouth to ask him what he's just standing around like a goon for instead of leaving my home so that I may sleep, but he beats me too it- suddenly walking over, closing the lovely distance between us and guiding me closer by the arm; And presses his lips gently to mine.

Immediately a surprised gasp escapes me but my eyes flutter closed anyway and I kiss back on an impulse before he pulls back again. I raise a brow. "And what was that for?... "

"Appearances. Y'know- anyone could be watchin' us. With the door open like that and all," My eyes flicker past his face and to the open front door, the screen not offering much privacy. But also- there is no one there??? Everyone's going to bed at this time. This is Pleasant Valley, not goddamn Washington. "I'm just conscious of our arrangement, is all." He shrugs. "Wouldn't want us gettin' called out for not actin' enough like a couple or nothing."

"No... " No, you wouldn't want that. "Okay, well, if this kissing thing is going to be a thing we do now- then you gotta give me some kinda warnin- "

Another kiss is pressed to my lips, warning-less. When he pulls back this time, I deadpan at him. A laughing smile slips across his face, a great change from his usual brooding self. A little closer to what he's like with the victim girls, and it shocks me for a moment.

Then Harper opens his mouth, and a cheeky grin slip across my lips. "Hey, I make no promis- "Before he can finish what he was saying this time, I give him a kiss of my own- feeling him realise what I've done to him this time and then return it.

I am really surprised, at how nice kissing him is.

When its over, though, I point wordlessly to the door over his shoulder and raise my eyebrows. He looks, turns back to me, and fakes a put-out expression. "What? Sick of me now? Gotta get rid a' me so your other fake fiancé can come visit?"

"I'm tired." I say pointedly, pulling out of his arms and closer to the stairs, even as theirs a little grin on my face. "So get out."

"Well damn," A grin full of superficial southern charm on his face, Harper goes back to the screen door, and opens it. I pull my shawl closer around myself once again, and cross my arms back over my chest. "And here I was just startin' to feel welcome." He steps out of my house, onto the porch, then turns back; His normal visage back. "So, I'll see you tomorrow sometime?"

"Probably!"

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one-boring-person · 3 years

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You forced this upon yourself😂 you forced this rambo simp.(and i dont mind)

Okay this may not be as good! But! Im giving you the liberty to take it where you want!(because i love your little details and how you express the feeling in your writing i- AH! Its great. I cant say it enough, it’s great. I mean it.)

How about Rambo finally getting enough courage to show The rancher around the tunnels, in a date sort of way!(they don’t know thats actually where he lives. Aka that photo i showed you before.) i really saw how the rancher was so happy to have him at their house, I’d love to see rambos side of scheduling a house tour and date type deal!! Maybe him even sitting and showing the rancher through all his old photos, and them just in awe because wow. He’s so much cooler than they even thought! He just so nervous and surprised seeing them so interested in him after all this time alone, and them just- in awe of him.

( i also really think it would be funny seeing rambo go through his friends house and seeing-“why the hell you have so many plants???” And just. Adorable assassin living with a wholesome and loving hardworking s/o)

Ah! Im sorry if that’s not as good!! But hey, you feel free to describe their antics and relationship as you will!!

I think I may have run a bit with this, but I hope you like it regardless!😊💛

I've Got Your Back, You've Got Mine.

John Rambo (Rambo IV/V) x reader

Warnings: mention of death, mention of war, mention of injury, mention of PTSD, mention of violence, (possible flash warning for gif?)

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The heavy knock on the door surprises me where I'm sitting, the sharp sound snapping me from my thoughts. Looking over at it from my position at the table, I frown and set down my spoon, standing to go answer, unsure of who it is: I'm not expecting anyone today. Colt looks up from his place on the floor, the dog just as curious as I am as to whom it may be, though he doesn't bark, so it must be someone we know. He watches me as I cross the room, going straight to the door.

Opening it, I'm somewhat surprised to see my neighbour, John, standing there, a tentative smile on his face as he looks me over appreciatively, his gaze drawing a blush to my face.

"Mornin' (Y/n)." He greets, rough voice friendly as he waits for me to let him in.

"Morning John." I smile back, delighted to see him, "What can I do for you?"

I step back, waiting for him to enter, which he does so with a nod of thanks.

"Since when have I needed a reason to see you?" The veteran chuckles, the sound reverberating within me, my brain subconsciously storing the action away for later recall. Gently, John moves into my space, one hand coming to lightly rest on my hips as the other cups my face, drawing me in for a slow kiss.

Kissing back, I feel a glow of happiness flare up in me at this contact: he's never really one to initiate touch like this, so it's a whole lot more intimate when he does. Relaxed, I loosely wrap my arms around his neck, languidly caressing his dark hair as our lips move together.

Being the killjoy he often loves to be, Colt pushes in between us, nosing at John's leg, tail wagging enthusiastically as he recognises the familiar man, the dog as fond of his company as I am. Chuckling, John and I pull apart, looking down at the large canine between us, the dark eyes staring up at us imploring us to pay attention to him. Still smiling, John lowers a hand to scratch Colt's head, ruffling his floppy ears a little as the dog instantly allows his mouth to hang open, tongue lolling in content.

"Hey, Colt." The veteran greets, biting back a laugh as the dog pushes me out of the way, nudging at John's stomach.

"He never gets that excited to see me." I complain jokingly, standing back to watch the two interact, a smile playing at my lips.

"Sure he does." John replies, eyes fixing on mine with an expression of fondness, one that had me weak at the knees.

"He really doesn't, he just sits in the corner and whines at me until I feed him. Isn't that right?" I address the dog himself, giving him a light slap on the rear, his ridiculous height meaning I can quite easily reach it, "Anyhow, did you need something? Or did you just come here to kiss me? I can't say I'll complain if that's the case."

Cheekily, I wink at the veteran, leaning back against a nearby counter.

"As nice as that sounds, it's not the reason I came by." He chuckles, blushing lightly, "Though that does sound good."

Grinning, I nod my agreement, only now taking in his body language: he's nervous. His hands fidget, rubbing his fingers over scars and lines on his palms, and he shifts from foot to foot every now and then, small tells he's never quite managed to hide from me.

"Is something up?" I ask him, slightly more serious this time, unnerved by his discomfort.

"No, no, not at all. I, err, well, I just wanted to ask you something." He rubs the back of his neck, head tilted to the side as he regards me, dark eyes fixed on mine.

"Ok, go for it." I prompt him, curiosity sparking my interest.

"Well, do you wanna come to mine? I mean properly, like in the house." John cocks his head to the side, lowering his arm again.

Blinking, I feel shock flood my system, before it turns to unbelievable happiness that he's trusting me enough to come into his private space. Initially, I can't find the right words, somehow struggling to respond, until I find my tongue again.

"I would love to, John." I agree, features lighting up as my mood brightens, "There's nothing I've really got to do today except train up one of the younger horses, so I've got as long as you want after that."

"Great. Is four o'clock alright?" The veteran smiles broadly, though he still looks somewhat nervous.

"Yeah, should be. I'll be there." I promise him, taking up my Stetson from the table as I briefly turn away to put away the plate I was using, having lost my appetite in my sudden excitement.

"I'll get it tidy." He says, looking around the room again, "I'll never understand why you have so many plants in your house. It's like a damn jungle."

At his comment, I laugh loudly, glancing around at the variety of different houseplants I have placed on various shelves, the greenery practically covering every available surface.

"Because it's way too dry to grow anything like this outside all the time. Anyway, they look nice." I shrug, calling Colt to my side as I follow John from the house, grabbing my jacket from the hook as I pass.

"But why so many?"

Once again, I shrug, following him over to a nearby post, where he's hitched Bandit, the horse I gave him a few months ago. The buckskin stallion paws at the ground, his pale coat looking as clean as ever even as he noses at the dust, the dark colouring around his eyes (the reason for his name) and legs standing out much more in the bright sun. As we approach, he looks up, snorting in greeting.

"He's looking good." I acknowledge, admiring the strong stallion appreciatively - I had reared Bandit from a foal, before I had given him to the veteran as a gift four months ago, hoping it will help him to grow his own ranch. My plan had worked, and John now has four horses, including Bandit, as well as a couple of other animals, such as a cow, a pig and five chickens. I'd sold him a couple of goats as well, but we soon found out that John and goats just didn't get along. At all.

"Yeah, he's doing well, too. Takes the training very well, too." John runs a hand through the stallion's dark mane, untying the reins.

"That's good. Reckon he'll be ready for a competition soon?"

"Should be."

Snorting again, Bandit pulls at the reins, clearly eager to get going, especially as Colt moves up to sniff at the horse's back legs. I quickly whistle him over, knowing Bandit has always been shifty around the dog.

"I'll see you at four then." I finally say, unwilling to say goodbye, even if it is only for a few hours.

"Yeah, see you then." John smiles, leaning in to kiss me again, keeping it brief this time, leaving me wishing for more, as he always does.

"See ya." I grin, watching him climb into the saddle, still somehow fluid in doing so despite his age.

Gathering the reins in hand, John adjusts himself in the saddle, before he smiles down at me again as he gently urges Bandit into motion. Obediently, the stallion moves into a swift trot, which turns into a faster canter as the two move off down the driveway, heading towards the split in the fence separating our land. I watch as they go, still finding myself enraptured by the sight of the muscular man sat astride the horse, Colt eventually snapping me from my mind as he barks at me. Shaking my head, I follow him towards the stable.

Hours later, having showered and cleaned up, I feel a sense of relief go through me as I hoist myself into the saddle secured into place on Leo's back. It's relaxing, the stallion beneath me more relaxed than the youngster I've been trying to train all day: she never gave me a break. Seemingly sensing this, as he always does, Leo flicks his ears back and nickers softly, very lightly pawing the ground as I give him a pat on the neck, glad to have a more reliable horse taking me where I need to be.

Tilting back my Stetson, I take the reins in hand and ease the stallion into a trot, intending to let him pick up his own pace, my trust in this horse far greater than in the mare from before. Obediently, Leo moves into the correct gait, the two of us moving as if as one, years of riding together having made it easy for us to become in tune with each other. Together, we start off down the road towards John's ranch, the new path we've created beaten and well-used, allowing for relatively easy riding. Leo's hooves pound the dry ground rhythmically, my hips moving in time with his every stride, the relaxing movement helping to calm the nerves that have sprung up inside me.

A part of me is still unconvinced about going into John's home. Yes, I had helped him rebuild it and had seen very little of the inside rooms, but it still feels as if I'm intruding upon the veteran's safe space, his reprieve from the cruelty of the world he lives in. Something about that doesn't sit right with me, but I tell myself it's John's decision to make, not mine, so I should trust him, which I do, wholeheartedly.

I'm still torn by the time I reach the main house, where John is already sat waiting for me in his rocking chair, dark eyes fixed on me as I approach. Lifting a hand to him, I smile and slow Leo to a halt, praising the horse as I climb down, the gray stallion nosing affectionately at me. Swiftly, I tie him to a nearby post, only to stop when John calls out to me.

"Put him in the stable for the night." He instructs me, gesturing for me to follow him as I try to fight back the sudden onslaught of racing thoughts at his implications: he wants me to stay the night?

"Sure, thanks." I smile back at him, walking after him with Leo in tow.

"Don't worry about it. It's not fair on him if he has to stay out all night." John waves me off with a short grin, "How'd training go?"

I groan.

"Not great. That horse has it in for me, I swear." I complain, rubbing at my arm, remembering the moment I got the new bruise forming there.

"Oh yeah?" He muses, looking amused.

"Yeah. She threw me off eight times!"

"Eight times? Wow, must be a new record." The veteran jokes, something that stirs up the familiar fondness inside me at his more personable behaviour.

"I reckon so. Painful one to set, though, I'll tell you." I remark, smiling broadly as we enter the stable, where I quickly house Leo next to Bandit, removing his tack and other gear.

"Must be." John watches me work, leaning against the door to the large building, muscular arms crossed over an equally muscular chest. Turning back to him, I have to stop and admire the bulging of his biceps as his hands grip his forearms, the veins I've come to love laying out a pattern on the tanned limbs. Everytime I see them, I imagine his strong arms wrapped around me, holding me safe and secure against his solid body, wishing I could feel his hands splayed against me more often.

"Like what you see?" John interrupts my thoughts, voice teasing as he lifts an eyebrow at me, almost smirking at me.

Blushing furiously, I avert my gaze, lifting a hand to gently tap the brim of my Stetson out of my vision.

"You know I do." I laugh nervously, before I look back up at him, "Anyway, since when do you use pickup lines?"

"Since I figured out they get you all flustered." His playful tone is new to me, though it's gone almost as soon as I see it, his guarded expression falling back into place as he returns within himself, probably thinking he overstepped some invisible boundary.

I still can't help stammering for a response, his gruff tone awakening something within me.

"Heh, I guess you're right." I stutter, going over to him.

Nodding, he keeps his expression straight, leading me out back to the house, where he quickly welcomes me inside.

"I tried to tidy it as much as possible, but it's still a bit messy." The veteran apologises, observing the interior of his home critically, even as I do so in awe.

The rooms, from what I can see, are mostly filled with sparse furniture, a few chairs here and there, an old sofa, a couple of vanities and dressers, with a mantlepiece in most, if not all, of them. He hasn't used much colour, but what he has used is tasteful and works well with the overall appearance. The walls, however, are what really draw me into the place.

They are littered with photographs and memorabilia, frames and objects cleaned and polished so they shine brightly in the afternoon sun, many smiling faces visible in them. Curious, I go over to one wall, looking over the array of pictures, which I now recognise to be images of John and his friends from the years he spent here. Amongst them is a creased black and white photo of a young John sat astride a horse not unlike Bandit, a broad grin on the boy's face as he stares at the camera from under a mop of thick black hair. I can feel a small smile creep onto my face at the sight of the veteran looking so happy and carefree, something I've not seen very much of at all in my time around him.

"That was my first horse, Hector. I had him until I left for the army." John says from behind me, sounding somewhat quiet, eyes softened from nostalgia as he stares at the picture along with me, "I loved him a lot, but my father always said he wasn't good enough."

His words hang in the air as I stay speechless, listening intently to what he's saying to me: it's the first I'm hearing about his life before he came here again.

"What happened to him? Hector, I mean." I ask him quietly, tearing my eyes away to look up at John.

The veteran shrugs, appearing somewhat remorseful.

"I'll never know, but I reckon my father sold him as soon as I was gone."

"Oh." I frown, glancing back at the photograph.

"The horse was getting old by that time, though. He probably wasn't much use." John chuckles wryly, moving away towards the stairs nearby, "Do you want to see upstairs?"

"Yeah, sure." I nod, following him as he ascends to the second floor, which I now see consists of three different rooms.

He takes me to the farthest, opening the door to reveal an old study, which looks as if it hasn't been used in a good few years.

"This was my father's study, where he did all his business. I was never allowed in here as a kid." John sweeps his arm around the room, staying by the threshold, as if abiding by a rule that no longer exists, "Not that I go in here that much as an adult."

I look around, finding the neat area interesting: images of a young John hovering by the door, waiting for his father to finish business entering my head.

"It's nice, I like it." I remark, turning to find him smiling very slightly at me.

"It's the only room in the house that's exactly as it used to be. I haven't had time to do up the others properly." John says, leaving the study and going back down the hall, where he opens the other two doors to reveal a bathroom and an empty room.

A dull curiosity flares up within me as I realise one thing about the top floor, but I easily find a solution to it, following John back down the stairs. As we go, however, I realise that my assumption is wrong, as the only other rooms down here are missing the one thing I'd expect in any house.

"Where do you sleep? I haven't seen a bed or anything anywhere." I ask him, cocking my head to the side as he takes me to one final door.

"I'm gonna show you." He smiles at me, before he opens the door.

I blink as I see the dark steps descending into the ground, unease biting at my throat as I flash John a hesitant look. A cool draft wafts up from the black depth, but John only chuckles and moves down into the space below, gesturing for me to follow.

"It's perfectly safe, don't worry." He calls to me, a light flickering on as he reaches the bottom of the steps, illuminating the path to me.

Swallowing, I gingerly step down the stairs, emerging into a tunnel of sorts, my curiosity piqued as I take in the chiselled walls around me, the rock cast in an odd light from the naked bulbs positioned along the length of the cavern. Struts of wood hold the ceiling steady, wiring hanging off of them in places where he's had to hastily put it all together. John watches as I take in the passage, a thoughtful look in place on his face.

"What is this place?" I wonder aloud, still taken aback by the oddity of having a tunnel beneath the house that stretches off in both directions.

"This is my safe space." The veteran informs me, urging me along with him as we go further into the tunnel, walking together for a minute before we emerge out into a larger room of sorts, which is well lit.

My eyes widen as I realise exactly what he means.

The room acts as his bedroom and bathroom, and also has space to sit and relax, the whole area having a homely feel to it. What was missing in the rooms in the house can be found down here, including more photographs, though these ones seem different to the others. They adorn the walls, all except one, which is decorated with a variety of weapons, both guns and knives. Going over to it, I look over the rifles and shotguns hooked onto the wall, struck speechless as I then turn my attention to a machete, the blade honed but chipped from use, seemingly out of place as it hangs beside another, smaller hunting knife.

Moving on, I regard the photographs, only now realising that they're military pictures, many of them containing images of a youthful John in fatigues and uniform. A smile creeps back onto my lips as I feel my eyes land on a particular image of a group of men, where I can see John standing amongst them, a triumphant grin on his face, long locks of dark hair held back by a strip of fabric around his head. The others also smile, though there's something bittersweet about the inscription at the corner of the photo: Baker Team, Vietnam. As I look past the other pictures, I notice that the team slowly dwindles, beaming faces becoming drawn and solemn, eventually just leaving two people behind. Beneath this image is another inscription: Baker Team Survivors.

"That was my team in 'Nam." John says suddenly, voice husky as he remembers the friends he had, "None of them made it back. Not really."

Eyes wide, I look back at him, taking in the distant look in his own eyes, the barely concealed grief still raw in his expression as he stares at the photographs. Noticing my gaze, John gestures for me to come sit on the edge of his bed with him, the veteran pulling another photograph from it's place on his bedside table. Doing so, I make sure I'm not touching him, but am close enough to reassure him, waiting patiently for him to start talking of his own accord, knowing that this is a sensitive subject for him.

After a moment, he starts, his voice low as he pulls me into his stories, taking me through suffocating jungles and blistering heats, through recon and rescue missions, through bloody gunfights and hellfire, through hours spent in torturous situations. He puts me in his shoes as he loses every single member of his team to the gruesome fight he should never have fought, the harrowing grief and pain of letting go of a comrade, someone who's supposed to be by your side for as long as the two of you can stay alive, laid bare for me to see and experience. And even as he moves on, back to familiar territory in the States, the fight never leaves him.

Facing harassment in what should be his safety and security, I can feel every bit of betrayal, of anger and grief that he felt as he is let down by his own country time after time, used again and again by the authorities to do their dirty work, only to be cast aside when it doesn't go their way, the old catchphrase he once lived by, "I've got your back, you've got mine" completely meaningless in this hollow life. His disgust in humanity is plain to me as he outlines his most recent forays into warfare, where the rage he felt is once again transferred to me, and I experience the violent need to take out the parasites in the world that destroy anything good that he did. It's as if I'm there with him, through everything, his description and memories so vivid they chill me to the core, keeping me hooked on his every word.

After a long while, he eventually trails off, and I realise there's a tear rolling down his cheek, his body shaking a little as he holds himself back. My heart breaking, I have to fight the urge to reach out and pull him into an embrace, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. I place my hand on his shoulder instead, rubbing the tight muscles soothingly until he looks up at me with the most heart-rending gaze I've ever seen in my life. At that point, my resolve breaks.

Carefully, I lean in and wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling the veteran towards me. He goes willingly, sobs wracking his body as he wraps his own hands around me, burying his face into my neck, tears flowing freely now as he lets himself go, each pained sound agonising to hear. Tightening my grip, I lay back onto the bed, allowing him to press his body around me, holding me against his muscular form as I rub his back, whispering soothing things to him as his breathing starts to calm a little. It takes time, but eventually he starts to relax, body going limp as he lays in my arms, his larger form awkwardly wrapped around mine as he depresses his face into the crook of my neck.

I barely hear his broken voice as he whispers to me.

"Thank you."

Breathing in his familiar scent, I just mould myself closer, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead as he does the same to my neck.

"I'm here for you, John. I'm here, and I'll never leave. Not as long as I live, I promise."

#rambo x reader #rambo imagine #rambo #rambo 5 #rambo last blood #rambo 4 #sylvester Stallone #John Rambo x reader #John Rambo imagine #John Rambo

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onf-headcanons · 3 years

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ONF and their high maintenance S/O (mostly about makeups and manicures)

dislcaimer : I dont support the mentality of aegyoing/manipulating/sabotaging your partner to buy you stuffs. Gifts are gifts but its not their are not full responsibility. It is also not a duty/obligation for your partner to recognize delicate makeup product when they can't and buy you your makeup product as well.

What i am saying even though here is that bf gifting lipsticks it does not mean guys should do it and also does not mean that if your own bf could not do it then they dont love you. ok let go to hcs.

Hyojin

I think he will ask you to drop the heavy makeup after you two are comfortable with each other. To him it was not your makeup that impressed him to date you.

He is the type that "I don't get make up but ok you look good" type of person, I mean have you watched how he get ready to go out in the Berlin trip? He just do basic stuffs not even a delicate touch XD

I think because he has a sister back at home? But if you think he will at least know a bit of stuffs because he has a sister then you are wrong lol

But he does understand if you wanna doll up a bit. I think he personally appreciates those times when he caught himself felt that you are dazzling.

I think its cute that maybe you only do basic light make up when going out with him but then when you join him with his friends, you wanna look good so you will put on proper make up (not over heavy ones). But Hyojin be like , " oh, come on... Its just my friends XD"

He is the type that waits for you, unless you have really bad time management, he will come over to rush you. "Hey hey hey, we are gonna be late"

Does not interested at make up or beauty stuffs so he would always questions with curiosity when he saw stuffs like.. " Glue? for what? Eyelashes? Won't it be dangerous?" (Especially you are the type that watches make up vids)

Bonus, you are in charge of his skin care, most of the time.

another bonus, the type that laughs at you if you are the type that opens your mouth when you are drawing eyeline

Changyoon

Very similar to Hyojin so I will skip make up and focus on the nail polish

(Also expanding the Changyoon who loves your hand hcs)

He knows of nail polish and the basic stuffs like base, polish and top, but did not pay full attention on manicure and pedicure stuffs

So when the first time you brought out mini UV light to cure your nails, he goes " Woah they got stuffs like that? why no one told me? I spend minutes blowing at my nails to dry during BB era"

Bonus if you work in nail salon or pick up manicure as hobby, i think you might share a bit of design you found online and ask him his opinions. His will comment a bit.

Also you might grasp his hands and try out newly thought designs on his hands

Bonus if he blushes and burst into laughter until you jokingly snap at him, "Ya, its not the first time I do design test out using your hands? Why are you beet red?"

To go deep into his mentality, he does not hate make up, he gets it. But for manicure he acknowledges it as art expression of oneself as well.

I think he prefer short nail manicure, once you get a longer sharper designs and you cant do your task like how you did normally, Changyoon nags you.

Also Changyoon thoughts on fake nail stickers, "Super convenient!"

He would love to try do your manicures if he got the chance. Not just painting plain color, he might also try following designs that your show him.

Seungjun

He is a delicate boy hahahah (watch leaders Berlin trip then you will get it)

Not the type that can recognize different shades of lipstick or foundation, but he still have basic knowledge. I do see is the type that will keep in mind what color you uses and will present you your favorite lipstick color. Or even randomly choose 1 color that he thinks it might look good on you.

I think you two will stand side by side in front of mirror and do make up and help each other check a bit. Especially eye shadow color, and hairstyles (if it is outdoor date day)

The type that notices changes on you but will tease you by keep saying the wrong answers. "Hey you look different? Is it the eyeshadow? Or was it a new earring? eh I was wrong?*devilsh smile"

He has two sisters so he is used and knows that girls and high maintenance people wears makeup. BB cream at least.

Fascinated when he first time sees you do your own manicure, he saw Changyoon paint nails during BB era, but if it is his first time seeing you painting quite complicated nail design from scratch, he goes "OOOOOOH so thats is how it done? 0A0"

I think he might introduce his sisters to you if you are a makeup artist or if you work at nail salon

Bonus if you are the type that do really minimum skin care, because of his (idk if i am using the right word) eagerness of doing facial mask, you might pick that up too lol

Both of you having facial mask on and chilling on the couch watching TV

another bonus, you two bickering because either one of you made the other one laugh too much making the mask cracked if it is dried up cream type.

Jaeyoung

He is like a combination of Hyojin and Seungjun?

Not sure on his skin care stuff but he will do basic stuff and I think he focus on stylizing his hair more? (but unlike Seungjun, Jaeyoung is more on styling using wax and hairspray)

the type who cant tell difference in lipstick shade lol

He thinks light makeup with less procedure/product look good on you. Especially if you are the one who is super insecure and wakes up super early to do heavy but natural looking makeup before work

Owh special mention, natural shade/nude shade themed makeup is his favourite

He has high respect on people who are high maintenance, but if you are too over enthusiastic he will tell you to slow down and go light heart on it, "Its to boost confidence/feel good about yourself right? Its not to impress others by overdoing it right?"

If you are a tiktok-er. I think you might ask Jaeyoung to do the my boyfriend did my make up challenge (To add, you cant trust Hyojin and Seungjun on this cos high chance if their prank mode kick in, rip. Changyoon will do it tho but you need to persuade him. Jaeyoung and Minkyun are the easiest to ask)

If sometimes Jaeyoung caught seeing you watching manicure design vids or you happened to try out a new manicure design from tutorial you saw online, he will sit beside, try hard to not disturb you. But while watching he will goes "Uwa, Shingi hada/ this is intriguing/amazing." (Try watch Mini game heaven season 2 0316, when he is the one holding the word board, the face he make as he is watching the leaders appeared in my head when writing this lol)

bonus, if you are doing really intricate work like placing a small sticker or draw a small design or sticking a small trinket? on your nails, Jaeyoung will also focus with you by holding his breath as he watches you doing your tasks

Minkyun

You trusted this boy to do BF do my makeup challenge and you regret it soon after, but the view results are amazing lol

but i think their S/O might lowkey get trauma lol and always decline Minkyun offer to help do makeup hahah

But again, when he do try to do it properly, he is ok

bonus, you two had to get another mirror because Minkyun is standing in front yours to check himself out every time he styles his hair a single bit, and it delays your pace of doing your make up.

Appreciate effort of you wanna look good, also he is the type who sits behind S/O while waiting them to finish up makeup (others will wait outside, But Minkyun is the type I want see whole process of how their S/O "transform")

Also the one who will sit beside you as you do your own manicure, or, the bf who will sit beside their S/O at nail salon watching the whole process.

But his hands are busy as he is also curious, so he will reach out to check the nail polish bottle or even the UV cure machine

So, he is also the type that will follow you into Sephora or makeup selling shops (is not that the others wont follow, but I want to highlight specifically for Minkyun). Hands busy, checking out stuffs.

Unlike Seungjun, the type that really cant tell if you change new lipstick or switched new eyeshadow.

BUT I THINK THIS PERSON, HE WILL SUDDENLY DROP A NEON EYESHAOW OUT OF BLUE IN FRONT OF YOU WHEN YOU ARE PAYING. You are gonna fluster if you are not the type who do daring colors. Minkyun only giggles and say " You wont know if you don't like it if you try?"

the funny bit, its not even him paying when he wants you to try lol

He is more of skincare type person. Similar to Seungjun, both of you cuddling with sheet masks on.

Yuto

The one who sticks to basic stuffs, skincare mostly

Also the type who will try to do makeup challenge diligently, asking you how should he do it rather than making a mess on your face.

The type that gives you thumbs up and affirming nods when you ask him how do you look.

He won't comment too much or nags/persuade you to stop doing heavy makeup eventually because he respects effort and confidence boost behind your makeup/high maintenance mentality

But he is flustered when you suddenly did a "I did a instagram summer gal makeup and show my bf" (for example) as it was way different and you look different. The moment you suggest to make this makeup theme as your usual, YUTO PANICKED, "Stop, stop, Mon sori yo? / What did you just say?"

IF you are office worker, he will nag at you if you are thinking straight to wear that makeup to office lol

The type that just quietly follows behind you when you are doing your shopping tour at Sephora or makeup shop.

But he will stop you if he sees your eyes gleaming as you stand at lipsticks corner lol (If you are the type who loves to collect and have too much lipsticks)

Occasionally surprise you with your fave lipstick color as well. Especially on early days of the relationship, you think he is the type that does not care. But turns out he is observant (because it is you so he is observant at your favorite stuffs)

Owh... i think he will be the perfume sensitive type person? He will mention what type of fragrance that he think you will go along well with.

Also I think the type who will recognizes if you changed perfume. Also the type who recognizes if you used his.

He might ask you to try on a sample and then you two might get a couple lover perfume/fragrance.

A/n : finally T^T this draft is in draft for like what... 6 months??? T^T

#onf #onf headcanons #onf imagines #onf scenarios #onf hyojin #onf j-us #onf e-tion #onf wyatt #onf mk #onf u #hyojin #j-us #lee seungjoon #lee seungjun #kim hyojin #lee changyoon #park minkyun #shim jaeyoung #mizuguchi yuto

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derekmorganscrocs · 3 years

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My Thoughts While Watching 2x4 Nancy Drew! MILD SPOLIER ALERT!!

I got a little carried away, so this is kinda long, but funny. Just a heads up lol.

I love Ace’s shirt in the beginning scene he looks adorable.

Ace already wrote his obituary?! VINTAGE AUTOMOBILE ENTHUSIAST?! I LOVE HIM.

AW ACE BROUGHT MR D COFFEE? HES CHECKING IN ON HIM IM CRYING.

“Classified.” 😐

STOP WHY IS RYAN SO SALTY ABOUT ACE NOT BUYING HIM A COFFEE

OMG THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING. Ace as a mediator I love. Nancy’s a chicken now?

RYAN IS SO SALTY “you would say that, wouldn’t you.”

THE COFFEE AGAIN. ACE GIVING HIM HIS COFFEE STOP.

CA-RY-ACE THE NEW LOVE TRIANGLE.

Bess and Lisbeth are so sweet

I relate to george yeeting her sister into the business. Not the death part but still-

“Stop yelling at me” sir she is not yelling.

PERIODT NANCY GO OFF QUEEN. And they got applause.

Me waiting for the aglacea to just pardon their betrayal because nancy is standing for her: 👁👄👁

PLS NANCY X AGLACEA FRIENDSHIP

dude these commercials are so annoying-

OHH ACE I see you’re an ~art boy~ He’s subtweeting them irl- OH THEY KNOW

Ryan only caring about nancy??? Saltily???

Carson now you’re just being an ass.

OH KAY SUGAR DADDY RYANNNN

Nancy and Bess moment that’s so sweet.

SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN- sorry the winchesters just possessed my body for a sec. they rly just saw her necklace AND DIDNT SALT AND BURN, COME ON

ok that was really funny lmao Nancy scaring Bess sent me.

FREAKY BASEMENT

AH NOT THE SLAMMING DOOR RUN BITCHES RUN

NANCYS FACE

Michael Bublés buble commercial always sends me

So Marvin is a murderer. ANOTHER GHOST?

Nancy’s fan club lmao

Nancy and Bess being the sleuth sisters I love

Awe George and Jessie :(

GHOST GOGGLES??? SMART NICK STOP I LOVE NICK. NICK NICK NICK SMILE AW HES SO SAD SHHSKALA I CANT HANDLE THIS

RYAN IS SO SALTY I LOVE HIM

Carson stop being so aggressive

RYAN COMING THRU WITH THE ROASTS

Why is she going alone. Never go in basements alone.

This green is serving me major buzzfeed unsolved.

Torture chamber basement??? Marvin is a murderer, guaranteed. The basement is freaky and not in the good way.

IS RYAN ABOUT TO CRY RIGHT NOW? NO HES SO SWEET “wh-What would I say to her?” I CANT. (I definitely forgot he was lowkey a predator when I was writing this) Fatherly Ryan. Why does this scene look like really dream-like? MUSICIAN RYAN? “I’m right? I just solved something before nancy Drew!” HE LOOKS SO PROUD OF HIMSELF. The way he knows something is off bc she’s being decent.

THE CHURCH IS TERRIFYING I DO NOT LIKE THE SONG ITS FREAKIN ME OUT

SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN SALT AND BURN

I really want the aglacea to forgive them, I rly just-

Periodt Agnes is a badass bitch. I love her.

Sister thinks the kfc burger looks like a yellow brain.

WHY?? ARE PERFUME COMMERCIALS??? SO DRAMATIC???

Yo why does Cheerios have a lil uzi song?

THATS SUCH A PRETTY DINNER TABLE!! BESS PLS SHOW UP BESS PLS.

GEORGE DON’T CRY. Stop George finally breaking. Her face when nick said it- NICK IS SO SWEET. “YOU NEED TO KNOW YOURE LOVED” YES SIR I DO PLS TELL ME U LOVE ME. OK I ACC SHIP GEORGE AND NICK NOW. NO POOR NICK. AND HES NOT LOOKING TO HEAR IT BACK. they’re sweet. Aw the way her voice gets all soft “that’s not helping” and you can just hear her smile-

It’s like midnight, why is ted at school-

SISTER MOMENT I LOVE. WHY IS GEORGE LITERALLY RAISING HER SISTERS, DEAN WINCHESTER TYPE BEAT- OW NOT JESSIE RUINING THE MOMENT WITH AN OCTOPUS AND SEEING THRU GEORGES LIE.

DID ACE WRITE A LETTER TO HIS DAD??

BESS CHICKENED OUT? IM HEARTBROKEN SHES SO SWEET.

NO NOT ACE LEAVING HIS DAD A LETTER BITCH I WILL CRY. I AM AN HOE FOR ACE AND ALSO I THINK HE IS BABY AND I AM SO EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED IM NOT OK.

IF ACES DAD HAS TO GO THRU THE PAIN OF LOSING ACE I WILL SUE I LOVE ACE’s DAD.

WAIT- There’s aluminum in deodorant? (Commercial)

This is gonna go so badly. Something will go badly. SOMETHING IS WRONG. STOP ITS SO UGLY- ODETTE STOP SCREAMING SHES TRYNA HELP.

WTF

DID THEY JUST KILL A GHOST?

“Good thing this wasn’t a rental.”

Oh they only hurt her.

Some advice: don’t watch during the day bc the lighting is so dark and it’s really hard to see lmao

My sister’s thoughts:

“This is why you salt and burn things.”

“WHY WOULD SHE GO INN THE BASEMENT ALONE”

“I BET MARVIN IS A MUDERER”

“OH SHIT. She’s still crunchy.”

#ace nancy drew #nick nancy drew #nancy drew #nancy drew cw #cw #ned nickerson #bess marvin #george fan #george fayne #aglacea #owen marvin #ryan hudson #riley smith #alex saxon #kennedy mcmann #leah lewis #Madison jaizani

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WAIT WAIT WAIT I WANNA JOIN

only if you can squeeze me in tho<333

-> MMM IWA + ROMANTIC

-> sweet my little heart cannot handle angst

-> mmm okay okay so

iwa would. iwa would definitely yell at me for accidentally doing something stupid and i wouldn't even care because it would happen too often.

he would yell at me for singing/playing music too loud at 2am when finishing assignments--like even if we don't live together he would somehow know that i'm up and start yelling at me

iwa would also fling me over his shoulder when i'm being annoying, it is canon /j, he'd probably laugh at me as i hit him repeatedly and yell

i would make iwa give me piggyback rides, and then i'd make fun of him for it

he would um be okay with pda when he's with me, mainly because i don't have any issues with that, but both of us would be super blushy n cringey when alone please its so weird

HAHAHA I WOULD PROBABLY PLAY VOLLEYBALL WITH HIM BUT END UP bREAKING SOMETHING BECAUSE I'D BE TOO BUSY OGGLING HIM

im sorry i will stop

UH MYSELF i'm an uh estj-t but i'm uh enthusiastic, apologetic, vvv indecisive and EXTREMELY clumsy. i'm also really impatient and super stubborn, but a good listener and really passionate about the stuff i care about, i'm super blunt and half the time the stuff i say doesn't make any sense.

MMM friends to lovers..yes

i love your writing style. there is no question.

i like every song! i don't really have any preference, but i'm not super into rap??

SOSOSO CONGRATS ON 200??? YOU DESERVE IT A TON<333 I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOUR BLOG GROW EVEN MORE<333

so its been a month…. IM SO SORRY

song of the day: kiss me more

“ Can you kiss me more? ,,

“iwa!!” you exclaim at the end of their practice. “you all did so well!” you continue, as you wrap your arms around the ace.

“OOHHHH” the rest of the seijoh 4 shriek. “IWAS GOT A PRETTY LADY FRIEND!”

“hey senpai,” you hear a turnip haired boy say as you wrap only one arm around iwas torso. “whos the person next to you? your girlfriend?”

“yeah haji, who am i?” you tease.

“nah kindaichi-chan shes just a friend,” he responds, tightening his hold around you.

“KINDAICHI-CHAN??” oikawa screams. “THATS HILARIOUS IM SO SORRY KINDAICHI-KUN!”

after the whole ordeal you and iwa wave goodbye to everyone and walk home together.

“so iwa, why arent we dating?” you ask out of the blue.

“i mean why would we though? we have a great friendship going and were in highschool.”

“exactly haji! We're so young, boy / We ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh so why dont we just date?”

and just like that, angie and iwa started dating. of course no one really knew. no one ever knew what you two were but anyone with eyes could tell you that theyve never been “just friends”.

“ It's just principle ,,

“haji you have some whipped cream on the corner of your lip,” you say after a morning practice where you brought him some treats. “no, other corne- you know what,” you say as you reach over and swipe it with your thumb, blushing profusely.

“flustered are we now baby?”

“BABY??72)28:$:7” you shriek flinging the whipped cream somewhere on matsukawas face.

“BABY?? WIWHSJSJDH” you hear from hanamaki.

“I KNOW.”

as iwa shakes his head at you guys’ antics he stands up and holds his hand out for you to take and get up from the bench.

“hm? whats up haji?” you ask as you take his hand and stand up.

“play some volleyball with me. block my spikes.”

“iwa im literally a libero why do you want me to… yk what fine,” you sigh. “i guess this is what a good girlfriend looks like. take a long look senpais,” you tease while walking around the seijoh 4.

as you two play you finally block one, only instead of going straight down you reached a bit forward, ogling your boyfriends muscles a bit too much, causing you to land pulling the bet down with you.

“ Baby, hold me / 'Cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh ,,

as iwa picks you up and rushes to check if you were ok, scolding you the entire time, the only thing you could think to say was, “kiss me better. kiss me more.”

“Oh, darlin', you drive me crazy.”

#HEHE IK UR ON NISHINOYA BRAINROT #BUT HOPEFULLY THIS WORKS TOO 😹😹#reis anime musical collection #barista angie #moot swag

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AAAA NOVA BABE CONGRATULATIONS ON 100!! CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU GROW EVEN MORE OMGHGQEWJD IM SO HAPPY FOR YA<333

mmm can i participate in your event? take your time to respond though i dont want you to feel pressured>:||

-> mmm my pronouns are she/her, and my gender preference is male why do i always spell preference wrong ew

-> my mbti is estj-t! i don't know what an enneagram is sobs

-> my love languages that i like receiving are physical touch and words of affirmation, but i usually give words of affirmation and acts of service

-> sososo i'm pretty enthusiastic, indecisive, and super apologetic, but i'm also really stubborn and pushy. i'm a good listener, but i hate it when things are disorganized and i'm really impatient. i also make friends..really easily but it seems that i lose them after they get to know me gjwheiarjwr

-> mmm my hobbies are volleyball, piano, chess and uhuhuh ..writing

-> i..have not had a partner so thats a difficult questionrwbeajare but i'd like someone who can handle me, yknow? like they're able to understand who i am and all of my quirks, but they also know what to do to keep me in check. i'd also like someone who's just there as a shoulder to cry on, and respects my boundaries and understands what i'm comfortable with and what i'm not

-> HAHAHA mmm this is a great question i would hate it if someone insulted me daily, even if it was meant as a joke, i take things way too personally. i also um would vv much dislike it if they tried to break through comfortable boundaries, like um please respect what im comfy with

-> MMM IM REALLY ANNOYING AND I YELL WAY TOO OFTEN, i also don't get voice cracks often..people tell me my voice is soothing

AAAA NOVA I KNOW I'VE SAID IT SEVERAL TIMES BUT CONGRATS ON 100 OGMWJERADBAER I CANT WAIT TO SEE YOUR BLOG GROW EVEN MORE<33333

your cosmic matchup is…iwaizumi hajime!

runnerups: kita shinsuke, yaku morisuke

YOUR TROPES ARE:

» friends to lovers - you and iwaizumi started out as friends, with him extending his caring tendencies onto you, making sure that you were always okay and cared for. one day, when you injured yourself, he found himself running all the way over to wherever you were if only to slow the panic that grew steadily in his chest. that's when he realized that perhaps he cared for you more than a normal friend would because he loved you and respected you more than anyone else he'd ever known. that's when he made it known, and that's how the two of you became one of the most iconic couples.

» fake relationship - iwaizumi needed someone to get oikawa off his back about dating, which is why he came to you, wondering if you were willing to "date" him for just a month and then return to your normal time once that amount of time was up. what you both didn't expect was for him to be someone who cared for you, grounded you, and respected your boundaries, all while being great company. he always tells you that you were doing great on particularly hard days, and never hesitated to help you make decisions when you couldn't yourself. iwaizumi was also fond of your tiny acts of services, like how you got him snacks before volleyball practice and even offered to play with him on weekends. eventually, both of you caught real feelings, and fake feelings became real. (i feel like this sorta situation is right up your alley)

» office romance - you work for iwaizumi in a reputable company, and contrary to the rumors you've heard about him, he's a perfectly good boss who allows you breaks in between projects and lets you go home early some days to keep you from overworking yourself. eventually, you realize that his gruff and caring nature (and those arms) are some traits that you find him attractive for and begin crushing on him (albeit from afar). eventually, at one of the office parties that was hosted, he came clean and told you the depth of his feelings for you, and you took it from there. (i headcanon this being a sort of arrangement in which the two of you cooperate in-office professionally but mingle straight after)

» soulmates - you had the tattoo of a volleyball on your shoulder, a key mark that you'd come to share with someone. you didn't expect that someone to be a tall volleyball player with a tendency to worry for people he cared about (you, always you) and always go out of his way to make sure that you were comfortable in any number of situations. he'd do it gladly, again and again, as long as you were the one in his arms at the end of the day. (he'd take care of you and respect you so well)

MUTALS EXTRA: a love letter <3

Dear Angie,

There are some days when you are all that roams my mind, and I can't say that it's a bad thing. You've always been a steady force in my life, pushing me towards greater things while showing me the affection I never knew, and I can never say thank you enough, because every moment you're with me is a moment I treasure deeply. I love you for all of your impatience, and drive, the way you're willing to understand me, and for the way you've allowed me to understand you. I'm in love with you for the cutest habits you have, and for the time spent between us where we can just, be. You're the calm to my storm, and I love you more than I've ever loved anyone.

My heart is yours always, 𝒽𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓂𝑒

a/n: i hope you enjoy this because i actually thought this one through quite thoroughly ;>

#mysterystarz 100 event #falling4you!

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a/n: hello! i’ve been wanting to do this for a while now since im a huge astrology nerd (so i know what im talking about teehee) so this is male match-ups according to sign and compatibility. this isn’t my usual kind of writing so i hope you guys like it!! <3 if you don’t know your sign check here

this took me so long oh my god i hope you guys like it

taglist: @mixfi @lilacskyura @katsuhoee @moonlightinsanity @anime-waifuuu @iiminibattlehero @leeeah-loooser @bby-chloe1999 @verymuchbabey @h0wab0utw3d0ntd0that@unknownweeabo @cookednoodlez @helloshoutohere @star-mum @izuku-sakura @thegalxe

UA STUDENTS

Katsuki Bakugou- April 20; Taurus

the absolute SHOCK in my face to learn he wasn’t an aries

it would be expected that katsuki is a fire sign, like cmon look at his quirk

but taurus is actually an earth sign

taurus are typically seen as quite calm, but,,

katsuki does seem like a true taurus in many ways

they can be stubborn and unwilling to compromise

they are very realistic

HATE FEELING INSECURE

they are often great at cooking and love to shop

i feel like katsuki isn’t a self indulgent shopper but would buy anything for his s/o

taurus are really good at working with their hands ;)

theyre soft romantic bbs and as much as katsuki hates being vulnerable he’d definetly be a softie with his s/o

id match katsuki with a calm pisces

Izuku Midoria- July 15; Cancer

i am not shocked at ALL to see that the lil broccoli boy is a cancer

like cmon he’s so sensitive

he is a cancer to the T

he’s loyal, emotional, imaginative

he also carries the negative traits of many cancers

such as feeling insecure and having difficulty taking criticism

i mean the kid breaks his bones to prove others wrong

cancers love being with their friends and family

and they love helping others

the career of a hero would be natural for cancers

cancers are such sweet babies and izuku fits right into that category

i would match izuku with a chill taurus

Tenya Iida- August 22; Leo

i didn’t expect tenya to be a leo but im also not surprised

leos are often seen as flashy and arrogant

but they’re more than their stereotype

leos are passionate and natural born leaders

like cmon class rep!

tenya being a leo makes a lot of sense

he’s generous and kind and always strives for the best

they tend to be a bit dramatic, and tenya can be too

being that leos are a fire sign they gravitate to self growth

this can be seen in tenya wanting to improve and challenging himself

leos struggle facing harsh realities, similarly to tenya when he learned about what happened to tensei

leos are known for their bravery and tenya fits right in

i would match tenya with a kind aquarius

Shoto Todoroki- January 11; Capricorn

i practically screamed when i realized shoto was a capricorn

it just makes way too much sense

they’re responsible, well-mannered, respectful !!!!

HOW IS HE SO HOT AND RESPECTFUL

capricorns i just,, i love them, truly

shoto is no exception

they love family, things of quality, traditions

and their dislikes vary from day to day

why?

cause they’re iconic thats why

however, capricorns aren’t always the nicest

they tend to be condescending and can often come off as rude

they’re incredibly unforgiving *ahem endeavor ahem*

but, its because they just have naturally high standards

it makes sense that he is an earth sign because he’s super grounded

because saturn rules capricorn, the tend to seem cold and distant at times

but they are incredibly loyal friends and always strive for the best

i would match shoto with a down to earth cancer

Mashiro Ojiro- May 28; Gemini

i must admit, i was surprised to learn ojiro is a gemini

but if you really look at his character it makes a lot of sense

gemini’s have a bad rep of being too faced

they’re actually one of my favorite signs!!

gemini’s are are gentle and affectionate

and sweet bb ojiro is exactly that

however they also tend to be quite anxious, another thing ojiro happens to be at times as well

they’re very adaptable people

this can be seen throughout ojiro’s training and how much he learns and is willing to continue striving for

gemini’s are very sociable and will talk to almost anyone

like, he doesn’t see hagakure but they’re still good friends

this is why i think ojiro would do great with a fire sign

i would match ojiro with a cheerful sagittarius

Denki Kaminari- June 29; Cancer

alright cancer number two!!

to be honest, denki doesn’t really give cancer vibes

but, his personality traits align to much of what a cancer is

tenacious and loyal

and denki is definitely that

however, cancers can be suspicious of others and their actions

and denki feels like the kind of guy to snoop on somebody

but we gotta give denki some credit

cancers strive to be there for their friends no matter what

denki shows this in the usj attack when he protects momo and jiro

cancers tend to avoid conflict but even so, they search for conflict in those who pose bigger threats to them

similarly to when denki makes fun of bakugou even though he could totally blow him up

denki is a chatty and flirty baby

and cancers tend to be most compatible with earth signs

buuut i think denki would be better suited with a fire sign

i’d match denki with an outgoing aries

Hanta Sero- July 28; Leo

at first i was like hmmm no

but then i used my brain and i was like actually yes

leos are prideful and while sero doesn’t seem like the boastful kind, he does have a lot of pride in himself

leos are very committed to their goals and sero’s actions show his dedication to becoming a hero

leos are also so funny?? and sero is literally one of the funniest guys of 1A

sero is one of the most sociable in the class and a total class clown

leos are almost always seen with their friends and sero is no different

sero’s vibes are just immaculate in my opinions

so his s/o needs to match the energy

i would match sero with a funny gemini

Eijiro Kirishima- October 16; Libra

GOD IT JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE

I CANT EVEN EXPRESS

THE ACCURACY

ok ok but seriously, of course kiri is a libra

libras are diplomatic, fair, and strive for justice

aka being MANLY is in the stars for bb kiri

however, libras aren’t the most confident people

they’re quite insecure and pity themselves a’lot

which makes sense that its canon that it took kiri so long to accept his quirk

have you ever wondered why kiri is so hot and cute and perfect?

ITS BECAUSE HES A LIBRA

im not even kidding

libras are known for being physically attractive

i mean libra is literally ruled by venus

who else is venus?

APHRODITE AKA THE GODDESS OF LOVE

long story short, kiri is the god of love

libras hate being alone

why do you think he puts up with bakugou constantly calling him shitty hair and pushing him around?

i considered putting kiri with a water sign but they’re kinda babies (no offense i love my water signs)

but i don’t think he could handle a person who is constantly emotional like many water signs are

i would match kiri with a kind-hearted sagittarius

Hitoshi Shinso- July 1; Cancer

jesus christ ANOTHER CANCER??

i cant even be upset cause it makes sense

while i would’ve thought shinso was a calm scorpio or a relaxde picses

he fits much better as a cancer

as mentioned previously with deku and denki, cancers really do have a heart of gold and just want to help people

cancers are also very manipulative people

i mean, look at this mans quirk

cancers are also moody and pessimistic

characteristics that shinsou has but are seen more as stoic and quiet

but cancers are also sympathetic

and bb shinsou is a softie i just know it

cancers are guided by emotion

like deku, he is seen as passionate for his desire to be a hero, even though his quirk is seen to be one of evil

shinsou needs to be with someone who’s willing to listen when he opens up (which cancers hate doing)

i would match shinsou with an understanding taurus

Tamaki Amajiki- March 1; Aries

HUH

HUUUUH???

youre telling me this man is an aries and bakugou isnt??

i need to collect my thoughts

OK so tamaki is an aries

and honestly its pretty accurate

most times aries are seen as passionate in a reckless and angry manner

but tamaki’s passion is displayed in his dedication to being a hero

i mean he’s literally in the big 3

aries tend to be moody, which is seen in tamaki’s shy actions

but they’re also enthusiastic and courageous

tamaki’s courage is shown in the mission to rescue eri

aries are seen as intimidating and tamaki’s dark features are exactly that

and while he is very shy, he needs someone to help bring him out of his shell delicately

id match tamaki with a gentle libra

Mirio Togata- July 15; Cancer

whats up with mirio and deku sharing the same bday doe

this is way too many cancers

BUT mirio is such a cancer lets be real

we’ve covered the basics of cancers

sensitive

loyal

will do anything for others

and most importantly brave

the sign of a cancer is a crab

the crab symbolizes someone who doesn’t realize their great strength

mirio is the personification of the strength of the crab

and poor baby has gone through so much and deserves the world

he’s so cheerful but he needs someone to be there for him when he’s at his most emotional moments

i would match mirio with a tender capricorn

PRO-HEROES

Shota Aizawa- November 8; Scorpio

i mean cmon

ofc dadzawa is a scorpio

he’s the image of a stereotypical scorpio

dark features, dark clothing, serious and kinda rude

but scorpios get a bad rep for being meanies (we should be watching out for virgos tho) (jk jk i love my virgos <3)

but scorpios have some of the best characteristics

their loyalty is beyond words

they would literally lay down their life for a friend or the good of others

scorpios are passionate and assertive, and this side of aizawa definitely comes out

aizawa is so stoic he needs somebody to soften him up

i would match aizawa with a cheery cancer

Hizashi Yamada- July 7; Cancer

another f*cking cancer

AND IT MAKES SENSE

not just because aizawa and him are married and he’s a cancer and it totally makes sense

but hizashi is such a cancer oh my god

he’s sensitive, and caring, and brave, and a literal pro hero

which is a cancer living the dream

cancers often have difficult childhoods and struggle immensely to find outlets

this fits with the theory that as a child, hizashi was put up for adoption and/or muzzled as a child because of his powerful quirk

cancers are ruled by the moon, which would make sense to why they are so emotional

because the moon goes through phases, so do they

hizashi needs someone that would help him be strong outside of his hero work and for his own mentality

i would match hizashi with (aizawa or) a charismatic virgo

Toshinori Yagi- June 10; Gemini

ofc all might is a gemini

he literally has 2 forms

and geminis are literally two faced

it makes so much sense that the symbol of peace is a gemini

he’s adaptable and a quick learner

geminis are affectionate and you cant tell me toshi isn’t the biggest cuddler and softie in the world

geminis are people pleasers and just want to make others happy

and all might’s literal thing is smiling to comfort those in fear

toshi needs someone who is understanding of what he had gone through as a retired hero and the bearer of one for all

i would match toshi with an inquisitive aquarius

Keigo Takami- December 28; Capricorn

DADDY

ok but he is such a capricorn its not even funny

he’s a cocky know-it-all kind of capricorn

but he’s also a responsible and well mannered capricorn

capricorns are people who are willing to take on immense responsibilities

and hawks is literally the no. 2 hero so of course he’s got a lot of responsibilities

because he’s an earth sign, we wants to get the most out of what the world has to offer him

including fame and money

but hawk’s head strong and professional attitude is what comforts people and makes him such a great hero

he needs someone who would match his energy well

i would match keigo with a level-headed scorpio

VILLAINS

Dabi- January 18; Aquarius

FINALLY AN AQUARIUS

i have a deep love for this sign

dabi is an aquarius and it is so accurate

aquarius love to fight for a cause

in dabi’s eyes, the league of villains is the best cause he can support

and he’s at the front lines

they’re considered humanitarians,,and dabi is in his own “special way”

aquarius love a good conspiracy and mystery

and dabi is a total mystery

aquarius constantly have to be stimulated and doing something

otherwise their boredom can lead to reckless actions

they are also anti all emotions

this is why they seem so aloof, they don’t know how to confront their own feelings

i’d pair dabi up with someone who is willing to listen to him and hopefully allow him to open up

i would match dabi with a charming sagittarius

Tomura Shigaraki- April 4; Aries

now this is a stereotypical aries

aries is ruled by mars, which was named after aries

AKA THE GOD OF WAR??

like his literal goal is to destroy society,,

aries love to be in leadership roles

they’re also short-tempered

impulsive

and aggressive

how ever, his more “positive” traits such as determination and passion are also evident in his characteristics

they’re competitive people and tomura definitely is one

tomura would need to be with someone who is calm

i would match tomura with a patient leo

Kai Chisaki- Birthdate Unknown;NA

so kai’s sign is unknown

BUT

he still deserves a match up

besides his stance in villainy

kai as actually very well mannered and polite

but he doesn’t value human life and sees his as more important and pure than those who are “sick”

a lot of his characteristics would lead me to believe he is an unevolved sociopathic capricorn

outside of being a villain i would match kai with someone who was understanding and a good listener

i would match kai with a sympathetic pisces

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in-a-constant-daydream6 · 4 years

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Completely & Utterly

Bucky x reader

Word count: 2,052

A/N: this is my first attempt at writing so it’s probably awful lol :) feedback is very much appreciated and welcomed! hope you enjoy! (hopefully its not too bad) :)

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“Hey, you okay kid?” Tony asks his voice laced with concern. Returning back to reality your tear filled eyes find Tony’s. You quickly whisper a “yes” which is followed by a poor attempt at a smile. You hadn’t intended for it to come out as a whisper but the softness of Tony’s voice combined with your emotional state creates a lump in your throat.

The bar holds the usual chatter and warmth. It is classy yet cosy, and the monotonous downpour of rain only elevates the warmth and brightness of its interior. However, today Starks bar (called ‘The Iron Man’) didn’t bring the same joy it once did. In an attempt to hold your tears back, you take a sip of your lemonade.

Your hands pick at the corner of the beer mat whilst Tony places his hand on your shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Well, if you need anything you know where to find me.” You nod and Tony makes his way back to the bar giving handshakes and quirky comments to those who come here regularly.

It had been a year since your best friend Bucky had left for New York. One whole year. God, You shouldn’t be this heartbroken still. But you were because he wasn’t just your best friend, he was the person who made you laugh until your stomach ached with pain, he was the person you would have midnight phone calls with…he was the person who you shared your childhood with. You don’t know the exact moment you realised you loved him more than a friend, but maybe there wasn’t a moment. Maybe you had always loved him completely and utterly.

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1 year ago (the day before Bucky left for New York)

Huddled in a corner of the room, you and Nat speak in hushed tones. “Y/N you need to tell him before he leaves tomorrow.”

“I can’t” you stammer “this is a huge opportunity for him, I can’t just go up to him and say ‘hey Bucky I just wanted to say that I’m in love with you and I think I have been for like forever. Have a nice life in New York though,” exhaling a stressed sigh you massage your temple. Why couldn’t I have just plucked up the courage and told him years ago?!

“Y/N look at me. You are one of my closest friends - I consider you a sister, which is why I think you should tell him. I know the timing isn’t ideal.”

“Ideal?” You interrupt “Its awful. It would be selfish of me to tell him now.”

“No it wouldn’t” Nat’s soft tone is comforting “you will be selfish if you don’t tell him. He should leave knowing your true feelings. Perhaps he feels the same way about you and he’s leaving because he thinks you don’t feel the same way.”

“And if he does feel the same way, which I highly doubt he does…what if he then decides to stay. I would feel terrible…I would feel like I was preventing him from reaching his absolute potential and like I was holding him back from chasing his dreams. You know how excited he is Nat.” You say with a dejected tone.

There’s a silent pause. Nat looks at you with a mixture of concern and sadness in her eyes. “Well whatever you decide just know that I’m here for you - no matter what.” She reaches for your hand and gives you a smile which evokes a warmth within you. What would you do without Nat? …What will you do without Bucky?

You return her smile, although it doesn’t quite reach your eyes. “Thank you Nat, really, it means a lot. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”

“Your life would be hell without me” and she’s back to her usual playful self in which you are truly grateful for.

“Im not interrupting anything, am I?” Bucky asks. You look over your shoulder when Nat says “Of course not, I’m just heading to ladies so if you’ll excuse me,” which is followed by a reassuring wink.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you much this evening. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah” you weakly muster whilst trying to give a convincing smile.

“It’s just…you’ve been kinda distant lately and that isn’t like you at all. We always tell each other everything, and I know I’m going to New York but it’s only one year, and you can come and visit, and we’ll FaceTime and call all the time.” He places his hand on your arm and gives you his signature smile, which never fails to send your heart flying.

“Im fine, really….work has just been…stressful lately, thats all.” His glassy blue eyes search yours and you immediately know that he’s not buying it.

“How long have we known each other Y/N? I know when your lying,” he runs his fingers through his hair and lets out a sigh, “I thought you’d be happy for me - I’d be happy for you. You know I thought I’d be able to spend my last day with my best friend, I thought we’d have a great day celebrating with all of our friends which would allow me to feel content before heading onto the plane…but I guess not.” he expresses, hurt entwined with every word.

Thoughts are racing through your head, you thought you’d be able to carry on pretending for just one more day (obviously not). Your pause and absence of words cause Bucky to walk away. You promptly follow him to an empty room, you can still hear Steve and Sam’s laughter which seems to then blend into music and chatter.

“Wait…Bucky” you plead, grabbing his arm. His muscles tense, making you realise how physically strong he has become - unlike his gawky teenage years.

He stops and looks at you with hurt reflecting in his eyes, “What Y/N?”

You don’t know whether a surge of courage or stupidity takes over you but you manage to muster the three words you have always wanted to tell him, “I-I…love you.”

“What-what did you say?” his voice is subdued. You know he heard you but confusion forces him to ask anyway.

“I love you Bucky, completely and utterly.” Your voice breaks and you can feel your eyes begin to fill with tears.

“Why…why haven’t you told me…before?,” he shakes his head in confusion and rubs his face, “why are you telling me a day before I leave for New York?”

“I promise you, I didn’t plan to tell you today”

He cuts in “So when were you going to tell me?! I can’t-I cant do this…not now.”

Your heart breaks “okay,” your voice is almost a whisper, “I’m really sorry Buck, I really didn’t mean to do this right now but…” your voice trails away as you don’t know what else there is to say.

He nods whilst biting his lip, “I know…you- um, don’t need to worry about coming to the airport with me tomorrow… it’s really early so…I’ll give you a ring when I get there.” He walks away before you can say anything, and you let the tears run down you cheeks.

You don’t know how long you are standing there before Nat embraces you, cooing gently “it’s okay.”

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Back to present day

“You know if you smile that much you might pull a muscle.” Looking up you see one of your closest friends, Natasha. The redhead walks over to sit by you with a grin on her face and the usual mischievous glint in her eyes. You couldn’t help but reciprocate the grin.

“And why, might I add, are you drinking lemonade when we are supposed to be celebrating your new job?” She raises her eyebrows at you but then her demeanour changes. She places her hand on top of yours and you look up. “You heard about Bucky?”

You nod, scared that if you try to talk you’ll start crying.

You did speak to Bucky several times after that night but it was awkward, neither one of you knowing what to say, eventually the calls stopped. It hurt, and not just because he didn’t love you back but because you felt like you had lost your best friend.

You tried your best to move on and you think Sam, Steve, Clint and Wanda believed it. However, Tony didn’t - but he didn’t pry and you appreciated that, he did however check to make sure that you were okay. Of course, Natasha knew that you were hurting and you were able to express your true emotions in front of her.

You don’t know how many movies you watched together or how many times she held you while you broke down, but you did manage to move on with your life and things were…good. You and Nat still shared an apartment which was great, and every Saturday the others would come over for drinks and/or a movie (usually ending in fits of laughter). It was actually during the last Saturday get together, that you had overheard Steve and Sam talk about Bucky. And that’s when you heard he was going to propose to his girlfriend. It caught you by surprise, you knew he had been dating her for a while but you weren’t quite expecting a proposal. You had also heard Steve voice his concerns about Bucky and how he didn’t sound like his usual self, but Sam shrugged it off and said he was probably nervous about proposing.

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“I’m happy for him - really.” You gave your best attempt at a smile. Nat didn’t buy it but she didn’t say anything further as the others had arrived and were heading towards your table. Sam was first to wrap his arms around you, “Congratulations! Wow, a journalist! Well, if you need any interesting stories-”

“She wont go to you,” Nat interjects, a grin plastered on her face.

Everyone laughs and Steve slaps slam on the back, “you were asking for that.” They all give you a hug and express how proud they are of you and your new job.

Before sitting down Sam asks Tony for drinks. “You do know that I own this place. I don’t work as a waiter. And anyway, I’m off duty now. I’ve spent all day having meetings and talking about possible events, so this is my time to relax and enjoy myself.”

“Don’t worry I’ll get them” Clint states rolling his eyes.

You actually managed to put Bucky aside from your thoughts, and were enjoying your evening. You looked at the faces sitting around the table, laughing and joking, and you couldn’t help but smile. You were so thankful to have them in your life.

“Another round?” You ask which gets a chorus of enthusiastic yeahs, making you giggle.

You head over to the bar and relay the list of drinks to the bartender. Waiting for your drinks you tap your fingers on the counter and glance around the bar. That is until your eye catches a familiar face entering the bar. Your heart drops.

“Bucky?” You muster.

“Hey,” his eyes drop to the ground and he gives a shy smile, “its been a while.”

A mixture of shock and confusion leaves you speechless, “what-what are you…doing here? I thought you were in New York?”

You search his eyes before properly taking a look at him. You then notice he’s cut his hair short, its not long like it once was. You realise you’re staring, so you avert your gaze.

There’s a long pause, and you both just stand there awkwardly.

You go to say something when he says, “I’ve missed you…and yes I am supposed to be in New York. As much as I love New York, its not home-”

“I thought you were getting engaged-“

This time Bucky is the one to interrupt, “No, well, Sharon kept saying how she wanted to get married and everyone just assumed that I would propose. She’s great but the truth is I didn’t love her, I was able to fool myself for a while but…she just wasn’t you.”

He shrugs and gives you a sad smile, “I love you Y/N… completely and utterly….”

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I Am Not Jealous (I am just territorial) || KTH

Group: BTS || Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: fluff, a bit of angst

Word count 6.0k

WARNING: Contains swearing. Read at your own risk if it makes you uncomfortable.

Synopsis:

Jeongguk and Jimin really ship you and Taehyung, the rest of the boys cant understand their obsession, Yoongi gets ignored and Taehyung dies of jealousy.

A/N: I am posting after so long and i am sorry but I hope you guys enjoy this one! (Edit: I just noticed these weird ass symbols show up in the writing. If you see them its a tumblr glitch! I tried editing it, but they don’t appear in the draft so please ignore)

Sometimes Jimin wonders where he went wrong in raising Jeongguk. The boy never listens to him, is always on the other end of the spectrum of things, disrespects him, even goes so far as to copy him because- “I was born in Busan first”- or so he says. But there has never been a single thing the two boys have agreed on. Except for one.

The miracle occurs the day Jeongguk decides to divulge a secret to all of his hyungs because he just cant take it anymore. He usually prides himself on being the best secret keeper of the group because he even knows about Jin hyung’s pink princess underwear and he has never told anyone about it. But this is something he feels everyone should know. So in the middle of the night he wakes up all hyung’s, even Yoongi- although he risks losing his life at that point- to have a secret meeting.

A secret, especially from Taehyung.

“Okay so. I have called this meeting because I have something of utmost importance to tell you” he looks around the room at everyone. Jin is already asleep as his head hangs low, Namjoon is yawning, Yoongi is glaring at him, ready to kill; Hoseok is staring blankly at the ground and Jimin seems to be the only attentive one out of all them. And Taehyung is not there.

“I swear to god Gukkie, if this is something stupid I am going to kill you right now” Yoongi says in a grumpy voice, which makes Jeongguk shiver at the spot.

“Hyung- I swear to you this is the best thing you will ever hear in your entire life. It is huuugee” and the look of wonder and excitement in Jeongguk’s eyes is enough to draw everyone out of their sleepy state. Well almost.

“Will you just get on with it” Namjoon rubs his face with his hands, voice sounding muffled as a result.

“Yeah okay. Alright brace yourselves-” and there is a moment of pause as he looks at each member, and the suspense rises. Hoseok can almost hear the drum roll in his ears because of it.

“Taheyungie hyung and y/n have something going on” he says excited with a look of pure happiness on his face. But the response his revelation gets is less than enthusiastic. Except for Jimin.

“I knew it!” He jumps from his seat, and has an equally big smile on his face. The two boys high-five each other, while the rest of their hyungs look ready to kill them.

The commotion wakes up Jin who looks panicked as he looks around himself. “Wait- what did I miss” he says in a state of daze.

The other boys turn in his direction with blank looks on their faces.

Jeongguk doesn’t even dare look at Yoongi because he knows the kind of look he is going to be faced with. In all honesty he feels a little disappointed at the reception he gets.

He widely gesture trying to convey his enthusiasm but it feels like it goes over everyone’s head. “Oh come on hyungs. I am serious. I swear something is going on between them” “If you don’t believe me. I’ll show it to you” he says with a look of pleading in his eyes.

“I’ll help!” Jimin says excitedly.

“We’ll make you believe us hyung” Jimin looks directly at Namjoon who in turn is unable to reciprocate their feelings of happiness because he just wants to go back to sleep. Everyone does. Except for Jimin and Jeongguk.

So, while everyone leaves one by one, Jimin and Jeongguk sit in the middle of the room to plan out how they are going to prove to their hyung’s they are right.

“Lets just go with the classic old way Kookie” Jimin wiggles his eyebrows and Jeongguk looks at him with a blank expression, but it only lasts for a brief second before his eyes light up.

“Jealousy!” He voices Jimin’s thoughts and they both high five.

But then Jeongguk’s face falls and he groans in his hands.

“Whats wrong?” A concerned look passes over Jimin’s face.

“Taehyungie hyung is too secure though. He would never feel jealous” Jeongguk’s face falls and his shoulders slump as he realizes the truth behind his own words.

“Thats true. But there is one person in the entire existence that can make Taehyung jealous” Jimin smiles knowingly, while jeongguk just looks confused.

A moment of silence passes before he loudly claps his hands in excitement.

“You are a fucking genius hyung” Jeongguk high fives Jimin and they both sit in the dark living room, illuminated only by the flashlights on their phones, smiling like idiots.

(i)

You are not sure if you are imagining things, or if you have lost your mind because there was no way Park frickin Bo Gum was standing in front of you. There was no way in hell you were in your right mind. You want to scream and cry out of joy but you don’t want to make a complete fool out of yourself either. So, you try to hold that giddiness in as much as you can but it comes out in the form of trembling legs, stuttered words, and nervous giggles.

You seem to remain unaware of the tension in the room as you busy yourself in a conversation with Bo Geum, who actually initiates it in the first place. If you were paying attention you would have noticed the glares Taehyung was throwing your way. You would have noticed the way his face had taken on a cold and rigid quality. You would have seen the clenching and unclenching of his jaw.

But you didnt.

And it makes Taehyung’s blood boil. Yet, he couldn’t say anything because he has no right over you. He knows that but it doesn’t reassure of comfort him in any way.

“Oh my god holy shit Bo Geum is so nice…” you falter into a dreamy sigh as you collapse on the couch next to Taehyung and place your head on his shoulder

Instantly his grasp tightens on the glass in his hand. He feels something constricting his chest as he registers your words. He feels it with so much intensity, that it suffocates him. He really wants to tell you to stop talking to the guy, and the words are just at the tip of his tongue, but he bites them down.

Instead he presses his lips into a thin smile as you look at him and tell him all the things about his own friend. Suddenly, he feels small and insignificant. He shifts away from you a little, and awkwardly clears his throat before speaking, so his voice doesnt crack. But more than his voice, his heart is breaking bit by bit.

“Yeah. He is” Taehyung smiles very slightly but its the kind that looks completely forced and its gone just as soon as it had come.

Taehyung can feel your eyes on him but he makes no comment about it. You bite your lip to suppress your smile, but it quivers and you fail at it. But Taehyung doesn’t know it since he is busy sulking and mulling over his own thoughts.

Earth to Taheyung

Earth to Taehyung

He can hear the words distantly ringing in his ears, the voice slowly drawing him out of his trance like state. And when he comes to it he is faced with your concerned face.

“Are you okay Tae?”

He nods but you know he isn’t because the crease in between his eyebrows speaks of his troubled mind. But you don’t push it because he doesn't look like he wants to talk about it.

“Thank you for bringing your friend Bo Geum. It was nice getting to know him and I am happy to know that you do have other friends” you smile up at him.

“I actually didn’t invite him but… hmm. I am glad you like Bo Geum” he gives you a tight lipped smile that doesn’t even reach his eyes as usual.

“Oh Tae” you breathe as you loop your hand around his arm.

His eyebrows furrow in confusion as he looks down at you because he doesn’t know what you mean by- “oh Tae” - and he doesn’t ask because he isn’t sure if he’ll like the answer.

Across the room Jeongguk and Jimin observe the situation with amused looks on their faces because finally its working. They excitedly shake each other’s hand and try to suppress the big smiles that threaten to break out.

Meanwhile their hyungs, who also watched the whole thing unfold, look at each other with faces of shock, and disbelief.

“I didn’t know Taehyungie liked y/n” Namjoon cannot seem to close his mouth

“Yeah me too” Hoseok whispers in a daze like state from next to him.

While Yoongi and Seokjin are still staring at Taehyung who seems so deflated, that they both feel the need to comfort him. Its almost cute.

But everyone knows that there is definitely something going on **************

Once the, secret-that-wasnt-really-a-secret was out, everyone begins figuring out ways to make Taehyung divulge his feelings for you; because in all honesty all the boys felt bad for him. However, even with six brains combined together they couldn’t come up with one good idea.

“I still think we should stick with the whole jealousy thing” Jimin looks at the boys, hoping they would accept his idea.

“Given that we haven’t been able to come up with a single idea in the” Namjoon pauses to look at his watch briefly “past six hours I agree with Jiminnie”

Seokjin and Hoseok both convey their agreement by nodding and soon enough all the boys are on board with the plan of making Taehyung jealous. They all get up to catch up on some much needed sleep when Yoongi intervenes.

“Wait. Why are we doing this again?” He looks completely confused and lost because frankly he doesn’t see the point in forcing two grown ups in awkward situations just so they can express their feelings. Maybe he is right.

Jeongguk sighs heavily as he deadpans at Yoongi, while Seokjin ruffles his hair as he passes by. The rest of them ignore his question and proceed to their rooms while Yoongi is left alone at the dining table to try and figure out what the heck is the point?

(ii)

The second time Taehyung experiences feelings of jealousy is when he throws a year end party. Or rather he is forced by Jeongguk and Jimin who practically beg him in front of his whole class during college . When his classmates join in, he is left with no choice but to do so.

However he is totally regretting his decision because some random guy is chatting you up in the corner of the room and he wants to kill someone.

Only he doesnt know that the guy who is supposedly flirting with you has been paid by Jimin and Jeongguk to do so. So its not even real, but to Taehyung it is as real as it gets because he feels completely helpless watching it unfold in front of him. It hurts even more to see that you aren’t even making the effort to shoo the guy away. In fact, if anything he thinks you are enjoying it judging by your laughter, and smiles.

He really wants to punch someone, and break a few things. And then kill the guy who has the audacity to flirt with you.

“10 years” Yoongi slides up next to Taehyung with the red cup in his hand, drink not even touched.

“What?” Taehyung tears his eyes away from the corner of the room that has suddenly become a source of torment for him.

“The minimum sentence for first degree murder” Yoongi finally takes a tiny sip of his drink, nose scrunching at the bitter taste. He only wanted to look cool while saying it but he fails at it.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Taehyung turns his body so he is fully facing Yoongi.

“I am just making you aware that if you do decide to kill that guy” Yoongi pauses to make the situation more dramatic and give Taehyung the time to glance in your direction once again “you are going to be jailed for ten years. Its a waste of your youth frankly”

“I thought it’d be worse” Taehyung chuckles

“You’re not even denying it” Yoongi smirks as he eyes the younger boy curiously

“What’s there to deny?” Taehyung looks at his hyung in confusion

“That you’re jealous” Yoongi arches a brow at Taehyung in question, who pinches the bridge of his nose in exasperation

Taehyung sighs as he chugs down his drink in one breath and slams the cup on the kitchen island counter. He pours himself another drink and downs it while glaring at the stupid fucking corner of the room.

“Hyung seriously. How do you pull things out of your ass like that?” Taehyung feigns complete ignorance to his jealousy as he tears his eyes away from you and attempts to continue the conversation; because he would have any kind of distraction to wipe away the image you and the random dude, off his mind. Even Yoongi

“I would thank you for the compliment but even you know I am right.” Yoongi shrugs coolly and smirks up at the younger boy.

This is probably the most he has heard Yoongi say in one go in all the time he has known the boy.

“I- fuck- hyung I am not jealous” Taehyung mutters under his breath, and makes no eye contact with Yoongi.

“Is this your way of coping with your feelings?” Yoongi retorts which makes Taehyung unconsciously push his tongue into his cheek. “Besides everyone in this room can smell that jealousy off you” Yoongi chuckles under his breath as he watches Taehyung roll his eyes in annoyance.

A small stretch of silence later, Yoongi’s words cut through the silence and quite possibly Taehyung’s heart because he sure as hell feels drained of life as hears the words leave the older boy’s mouth. “The boy knows how to kiss though. I’ll give him that”

Taehyung’s head snaps in your direction faster than he ever thought he was capable of, and he crushes the beer cup in his hand while he’s at it. To a third party though it might have looked like he snapped his neck or something. But when his eyes find the wretched corner he sees you standing by yourself, sipping your drink as you look around the room.

Taehyung’s nostrils flare in anger as he turns towards his hyung who looks so amused and smiley he could have shit skittles at the moment. Taehyung keeps glaring at him but realizes soon enough that he has been caught and is quick to avert his gaze. His cheeks begin to flush out of embarrassment because what the hell Kim fucking Taehyung. He coughs awkwardly and turns away from Yoongi. The older boy however, is still looking at him in amusement, with a knowing smirk plastered on his face.

“Thats what I thought kid” Yoongi pats him on the shoulder more out of sympathy than anything else.

Taehyung inwardly groans as he throws his head into hands.

Pathetic Kim Taehyung. Just. Fucking. Pathetic. Way to go

(iii)

Recently, Taehyung realizes, he feels something ugly twist inside of him whenever he is in the vicinity of the Jeongguk. It might to might not have to do with your new found passion for fangirling about him and it really makes Taehyung feel a certain way, but its not jealousy. Or so he likes to believe but everyone else around him can see it.

The first time he encounters it is when Jeongguk makes pasta for everyone.

You couldn’t stop talking about it and Taehyung couldn’t stop feeling irritated. It was quite funny actually because the rest of the boys noticed his cold attitude but you were the only one who couldn’t see it.

“Oh my god Tae. Can you believe it? Jeongguk is such a good cook!” You gushed, stuffing a mouthful of said pasta in your mouth.

“Its just pasta. Everyone can make it. He literally just added the damn sauce to the fucking thing” he grumpily replies, lips jutting out slightly into a pout because he can’t understand how it makes Jeongguk a good cook, when he has done the same thing a million times before and you have never complimented him.

The second instance occurs when Jeongguk and Yoongi are playing basketball and younger pushes up his jersey to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, effectively putting his abs on display.

“Holy…. shi- Jeongguk is ripped” you choke on your water while you continue to gaze at him in a dreamlike state.

Taehyung’s mouth falls open, his shoulder slump, and its as if all the life is sucked out of him. It takes him a few minutes to gain composure, but when he does, his cheeks are puffed out and his nostrils are flaring.

“Oh my god Tae- Look!” you excitedly tap him on the arm to get his attention and even go so far to squint and lean forward in your seat to take a look at his abs. “Damn. He is hot”

Taehyung frowns at you, quickly ripping his arm out of your grasp, and shuffling away slightly. “Y/n they’re literally just muscles. Everyone fucking has muscles”

“I know but- like- his muscles look exceptionally good is all I am saying. What the hell.. wow” you breathe dreamily while fanning yourself with your hand.

Taehyung sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Yeah okay. Whatever”

The third time is when Jeongguk helps you learn a few dance steps for your upcoming ball at college. And once again Taehyung is the victim of all the gushing and fangirling

“Tae Jeongguk is such a good dancer. Oh my god” you barge into his room without a care just as he is about to sleep.

“Mhm” Taehyung replies in disinterest as he keeps his focus on his phone.

“I wonder how he learned to dance like that” the genuine tone of your voice, causes Taehyung to sigh heavily.

“Hmm. Well…uhm I am going to sleep.” he lays down on the bed, back facing you.

“Oh Taehyung” you sigh- and once again it confuses Taehyung.

When he feels the bed shift and the sound of footsteps retreat, he shoots up in his bed and scowls at the door.

The kid is a good cook (although Taehyung thinks its debateable), he’s ripped and now he is a great dancer too.

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Taehyung is so lost in thoughts, he doesn’t notice Jeongguk has taken a seat next to him.

“Did y/n tell you the performance went well?” Jeongguk says with a slight edge of interest in his voice just to piss Taehyung off.

“Huh. Good for y/n then” Taehyung tries to keep a neutral expression because he doesn’t want to give away his frustration in front of Jeongguk, but he finds it hard to do.

“Why do you seem so distant lately?” The younger boy poses the question on purpose.

“I am not. I am fine” Taehyung forces himself to smile, but it comes out extremely fake.

“Mhm. Sure whatever you say hyung” Jeongguk snorts.

“Oh my god. Dont tell me…. you too” Taehyung throws his head into his hands.

Taehyung adamantly refuses to believe he is jealous. Even when its staring him in the face, he doesn’t acknowledge it. Even when it makes him angry enough to see red, he denies it.

Because he is not jealous. And the next person to say it to him will earn a punch to their face. That next person happens to be Jeongguk and immediately his mind backs on its previous resolve because really if there is someone else he is scared of after Yoongi, its Jeongguk- the perfectly tall, obnoxiously attractive and talented youngster.

“Just admit it hyung. Its not good for your health. I read a study that found jealousy can either kill you, or make you kill someone else. The choice is yours” he clicks his tongue and winks at his hyung before coolly walking off.

Taehyung opens and closes his mouth to say something but the words don’t come out. He blinks in disbelief because he can’t believe a kid younger than him tried to school him about his own feelings.

Stupid fucking Jeon Jeongguk- the obnoxiously tall, attractive and ripped kid.

Jimin and Jeongguk hold another meeting that they call “progress check meeting” with Namjoon and the rest of the boys, who are worried for their younger ones’ mental health because this kind of obsession is not healthy.

“What now?” Seokjin looks at the two young boys in front of him.

“Okay so-” Jimin pauses as he looks at the little notebook in his hand. “So far we know that Taehyung is easy to rile up. We know he gets jealous fast too. But he still hasn’t proclaimed his love for y/n-”

“Or at the very least professed his liking for her” Jeongguk interjects and Jimin nods.

“Aren’t you guys taking this too seriously?” Yoongi comments with a look that screams this-is-incredulous.

But as usual he is subjected to a scowl by Jeongguk and ignored by Jimin.

“Anyway” Jimin moves on in a flippant manner. “Maknae and I were thinking we need to do something dramatic this time. Something to push him off the edge so that he says it in front of everyone”

“Why the fuck are we doing this?” Yoongi looks completely lost.” No. In fact why the fuck are you guys doing this? What even is this?” The disapproving and exasperated tone is evident in his voice ; and to say that Jeongguk and Jimin look disappointed is an understatement.

“We need a plan” Jeongguk looks so serious, his hyungs have a hard time holding in their laughs because he has never been this serious for anything in his life.

“Now” Jimin completes the sentence which elicits groans from the older boys who cannot seem to shake off Jeongguk and Jimin, no matter what they do.

*************** (iv)

Taehyung’s head begins to take on a splitting pain right on the temples. Its worsened by the fact that no one feels the need to shut up around him. All the loud noises and laughter is beginning to piss him off and right at the centre of his frustration is you. Its always about you, but he is always too stubborn to admit it. As he looks around himself, the weird twisty feeling in the pit of his stomach grows stronger :

Y/N listen to this - Yoongi obnoxiously putting the earphones in your ear with extra attention to being gentle

Y/n try this!- Jeongguk - the stupid fucking attractive kid- as he feeds you the pasta he made. Stupid frickin pasta. What in the world is so great about that pasta anyway?

Y/n lets go watch your favourite movie - Jimin as he places his hand in yours and leads you to the living room

“Y/N!!!”- an overexcited Hoseok as he glues himself to your side and cuddles into you.

“Y/n you should come over more often”- Seokjin as he ruffles your hair while he walks by

“Y/N, your favourite drink”- Namjoon, handing you the drink he claims he made

The whole evening goes by in a blur as everyone seems to put you in the centre of attention. Taehyung feels so frustrated that by the end he has opted to go completely silent. He sulks in a corner by himself, holding his head in his hand, as once again the heavy feeling contracts his chest. He gave up on the venomous glares he was throwing at everyone long ago. Its futile anyway. No one seems to notice how he feels. You don’t seem to notice how he feels.

He swivels in the chair at the kitchen island as he feels a hand on his shoulder. Turning around he is met by you. He doesn’t even feel like looking at you, so he turns back around and resumes his posture.

“What’s wrong?” you sit on the chair next to him, swivelling around so that you are face to face. He clears his throat awkwardly and partially turns his head away from you, busying himself by plucking the flowers that sit in the flower vase in the middle of the counter. He doesn’t look at you for quite a while.

“Taehyung. Talk to me” you lean in closer as you study his face earnestly for any indication of what he might be feeling.

But silence and reluctance is all you are met with

“Oh Taehyung” you breathe.There it is again- the weird, fond, and exasperated expression that conveys something. He thinks long and hard about it. And then it hits him like a ton of bricks.

You’ve said it every time he has been jealous, which means you do it on purpose. Which means…. Well it means something and he knows exactly how to go about it. Finally he can admit it to himself and even to you because he knows you do too.

“What— what is that- - this- “oh Taehyung”- you keep doing it” he finally asks, diverting all his attention to you. His expression completely morphs from one of sulkiness to amusement.

“Nothing” you quickly look away.

Meanwhile Jeongguk and the rest of the gang are watching the scene unfold and they are quite thrilled about it. Except for Jimin who looks disappointed.

“What wrong with you?” Jeongguk looks at the older boy

“I thought this was going to be something passionate. But they are so boring” he huffs as he watches the two of you engage in a seemingly normal conversation. However its anything but normal.

...

“I know its not nothing. Do you seriously think I am dumb?” Taehyung leans in towards you.

“No I know you are not. But seriously its nothing Tae” you try to brush it off but he is adamant

“You’ve said that every single time that I have— that I have— acted… weird” he opts to choose that word instead of jealous.

“And you think I don’t know why you’ve been acting weird?” You smile knowingly

“I know you do” Taehyung reciprocates the smile

“Then why didn’t you say anything?”

“I am not sure. I just felt too many emotions at the same time and I didn’t know how to go about it” he shrugs

“What changed just now then?” You narrow your eyes at him curiously

“Its when you said- “Oh Taehyung- again. Just now. I just realized it” he chuckles silently, shaking his head.

“Realize what?” You title your head in confusion because you really don’t get what he is talking about

“You know the way you say it is- its- its so - I want to say fond. Its like you do it on purpose. Almost as if you like me” he looks at you intently.

“I am caught aren’t I” you question, essentially confirming the answer because even you are tired of hiding your feeling from him. Plus, he doesn’t seem like he isn't interested so there is no harm in going along with it.

“Why did you act like you didn’t care?”

You shrug. “Why were you jealous?”

“I wasn't jealous, I was just territorial” he shrugs coolly which makes you laugh.

“Oh really?” you tease, that flirty tone evident in your voice and it only urges Taehyung on.

“Yes, I was” he reaches behind you, firmly locks his hand on the stool and pushes you closer to himself. It makes you gasp because you never knew he had this kind of strength and there is something very sultry about it.

“Is this hotter than Jeongguk’s abs?” He smirks at you

“Well…” you pretend to think “Nah. His abs are still hotter” you suppress the playful smile by pursing your lips

“What about this?” He leans in your ear and blows softly. You flinch back while chuckling.

“It tickles” you pout. But you know he meant for it to be seductive.

“Okay. What about this?” he further pushes you towards him, trapping your legs between his as he places them on either side of your thighs.

“You can do better” you tease

“Are you sure you can handle it?” His voice is husky and raspy and you thank the heavens your legs are shut tight, otherwise you would have been forced to do so.

“Try me” you try to keep your voice steady but it comes a little bit more breathy than you expect. But Taehyung thinks its perfect.

He leans in closer to you, lips almost touching yours, but not quite there. You have to stop yourself from gasping because it is hot.

“Why are you such a tease?” He whispers against your lips and looks at you with something akin to playfulness in his eyes, but its more seductive in a way.

“I don't think you should be saying this right now Kim Taehyung” the corner of your moth lifts up in a smug smile.

“Its just a small revenge”

“Do you like me?” you whisper, your breath getting caught in your throat as he moves a little bit closer.

“What do you think?” His voice is still low and raspy, and he even bites his lip.

It seems as if you two have forgotten there are others in the room. But they are watching it all.

“Hyung why the hell are you sweating” Namjoon looks confusedly at Seokjin who has beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

“I- I- dont know. Its just hot all of a sudden” he wipes his forehead with the the sleeve of his shirt.

The rest of the boys snicker and try to hold in their laughter. But its true. It is hot.

“Is that passionate enough Jimin?” Hoseok nudges him and wiggles his eyes. But Jimin can only nod because he is shocked at how quickly things progressed from 0-100.

“Its like I am watching porn. But like the part before foreplay” Yoongi almost barfs in his mouth at the thought. He looks on the scene with disgust and almost gags, which doesn’t please the other boys so as usual no one pays attention to him.

“I like you dummy. Only you. Always you” Taehyung cups your cheeks and lays a soft kiss on your lips. You pull away and are faced with a smiley Taheyung.

“You are so bad. All those times going on and on and on about Jeongguk. I almost thought you liked him. I even hated the poor kid for a while” Taehyung breathes out and is quick to graze his lips against yours in a soft chaste peck. “I like you too” you then kiss his nose in response.

Jimin and Jeongguk die inside and relay their appreciation with “aww’s”

“You’re cute when you’re jealous”

“Dont make me go there y/n. You have no idea how it made me feel. I wanted to kill every man in your vicinity. Even the guys”

“Awww” you squish his cheeks. “Dont worry baby boy I am your’s”

“Ooh kinky” Taehyung chuckles, and earns himself a playful slap on the arm.

“Yah! Keep it pg-13” Yoongi yells, breaking off the tension in the air, and along with it the little flirty conversation between you and Taehyung. You look behind Taehyung and your eyes widen as you realize the rest of the boys are also present in the room. Suddenly your cheeks start warming. You hide your head in Taehyung’s neck, being unable to look at them.

“Just when it was getting good…” Taehyung laments under his breath, which makes you chuckle because he sounds so annoyed.

“Taehyung!!!” Jeongguk jumps at the opportunity of the sexual tension breaking because frankly he didn’t want to interrupt. He charges towards his friend and tackles him in a hug from behind.

“What is it you brat?” Taehyung sighs heavily because he is really pissed off. He wanted alone time with you but he couldn’t even have that after all the time he has waited for the moment.

“You finally confessed. I thought you were going to die of jealousy. Do you know how much we had to go through to make this happen. We- ” he stops himself at the right moment, eyes wide, heart hammering in his chest, but there is no point because he has divulged it already.

“What do you mean?” Tae swivels around in his chair to face the boys.

They all look away, and pretend no to know what he is talking about. But Yoongi as usual ruins it for them.

“I told them not to do it” he shrugs, bailing himself out. But he was right. He did say that.

“Do what?” Taehyung questions firmly.

“They tired to make you jealous. These idiots” he pauses to look at Jimin and Jeongguk “even went so far as to pay a guy to flirt with y/n that day at the party. Just so you would react”

“Hyung!” Jimin and Joengguk say in unison and look at Yoongi with expressions of betrayal plastered on their faces

“What?” The sudden outburst makes every look at the owner of the voice. Its turns out to be you. “So you mean to tell me, that the guy lied? All that shit about me being beautiful and stuff?” You look at Jimin and Jeongguk, but both are quick to hide behind Seokjin.

“Yeah tell her—“ Taehyung looks smug but his face falls as he registers your words properly. “Wait what? - he called you beautiful? I am going to break the guy’s face” Taehyung looks pissed with his puffed out cheeks and flaring nostrils. Its more cute than anything though.

“Shut up Tae. This is a matter of my pride now” you march towards Seokjin who moves out the way, leaving the two boys in question, exposed.

You grab each by his ear, as punishment.

“Ow- ouch okay sorry” Jeongguk hisses in pain.

“Ow-ah-ah y/n sorry. Let go” Jimin pleads next

“What else did he call you?” Taehyung quickly follows behind you, hands placed on his hips.

“Oh god. Stop being jealous. I told you I like you. Now is the time to be my boyfriend and support me. Are you forgetting they planned everything? They are the source of all your suffering” you remind him so he will side with you.

“Boyfriend..” Taehyung whispers and looks down at the ground shyly. Out of everything you said that is the only word he picks out and his ears start becoming red.

“Yeah. What else? Now help me” your voice draws him out of his daydream.

“Yeah. Sure” he supplies.

“You two are so going to get your asses kicked” you look at Jeongguk and Jimin who look terrified for their lives.

Taehyung grabs Jeongguk, much against his struggle and you keep your hold tightened on Jimin who doesn’t even try to struggle. You take away both the boys who look at each for fear of their lives. Okay maybe they are being a little bit dramatic but it feels life-threatening for them.

“Why did we ever get them together?” Jeongguk looks at Jimin, who in turn looks outraged.

“Its was your idea. You said there was something going on. I shouldn’t have listened to you. I was born in Busan first-”

“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?” Jeongguk looks at him incredulously.

“That has everything to do with this” Jimin grumbles while being dragged away by you.

Never in their wildest dreams did Jimin and Jeongguk imagine that helping you and Taehyung would mean weeks of cleaning everyone’s laundry, the one thing Jimin hated to do. But Jeongguk got all his games confiscated as punishment and he was literally regretting every decision he made that led him to the point of being struck with the thought of playing mid man in your romance. That wretched moment.

So while Jimin grumpily cleans the laundry and Jeongguk mourns the loss his video games, you two watch them from afar; as you stand hugging each other.

“We should thank them later. If it wasn’t for them we wouldn’t be here” you look at at Taehyung, who nods. He pulls you in further, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Yes we should” he smiles looking fondly at his two dumb friends without whom he wouldn’t be with you.

“Oh Taehyung” and its back again- that weirdly fond expression.

‘I am not even jealous anymore” he looks down at you.

“I know. But you’re cute” you look up at him and in that moment you look so beautiful that he cant help but bend down and place a kiss on your nose.

End

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pastelcolouredskies · 3 years

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thigns about characterization and basically ranting about my own skills, dont click read more if you dont want to see someone be bitchy about their own writing. some of it is just me ham-fisting my intended interpretations onto the chapter i JUST released so if you didnt like hs^2 being hamfisty (i certainly didnt) please dont look at this, i hide in shame.

i could have done chapter 6 of FIIG better honestly. it was written over the course of about multiple months. each month i had to do things in between and i got stumped every other paragraph. it wasn’t the most fun to write, actually it was barely fun AT ALL, and mainly that’s because i hadn’t paid very much attention to the three featured in that chapter (the three being equius, tavros, and nepeta). all three of them were very much varying degrees i think of just playing telephone with the mspa wiki. there are also MULTIPLE parts of earlier chapters i would like to change, minor details admittedly, but also I DO GENUINELY WANT TO REDO CHAPTER 2 SPECIFICALLY.

i guess i should lay out my writing process for context. first i usually pull up the mspa wiki pages of the characters involved, then immediately scroll down to “personality” and then select pesterlogs talking with the characters they will most likely be talking with in the chapter itself, so i get a sense of how they play off of each other. all of them talk to each other in different ways, so i cant base karkats interactions with kanaya for his interactions with, for example, eridan. but i get how that isnt, going to give the best result. anyway, going forward with that, i usually try to think of cultural analogs for them. in this case, chapter 6, equius being overly concerned with the hemospectrum translated to him being overly nationalistic, which i KNOW isnt that great of an analog but, it works.

jumping off of that, nepeta is easier to write, as some of her mannerisms in the chapter are based off of my own. for me, she came off as enthusiastic and cat-like, obviously, while reading. with her being aged-down she’s basically a gigantic ball of sunshine who could potentially scorch you. personal experience, 7th graders are mean. tavros, honestly, i don’t know him that well. i need to work on my characterization for him and read up more and i definitely am not satisfied at all with how i did him.

which leads me on to the overall quality of the writing. i dont like it. at all. i cant read it again without banging my entire being against the wall in penance. before you ask “why did you even write it in the first place” its because i wanted to expand yknow? its a davekat fanfic yes, but i wanted to try and do these characters justice. theyre characters first, ships second. semi-spoiler i guess but i’m trying to emulate teleseryes or telenovelas here, hence the title of the fic in the first place. i wanted to try and deconstruct and reconstruct the tropes used in them and make them ACTUALLY palatable. this was meant to slot in the pacing as basically the filler episode with the side characters. but i feel like thats a miserable failure in that part.

hopefully next chapter will be better, and that the thing i inserted at the end will turn out well when i execute it

#words with ces #writing rants

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beryul-blog · 6 years

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so i’ve reached a milestone . ive loved luke ever since i first watched the movies when i was seven years old and??????honestly my love for him hasn’t changed????? having said that , my love and understanding for his character would not have been where it is now without you guys. im just so grateful and balled over at the talent , creativity , and passion of everyone i follow and idk expressing emotions is not my strong suit so uhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh ilu<333 im way too adh.d for this i stg ZOOM ZOO M TO THE SPECIAL MENT I O N S

THE BLUE MILK ( the duplicates --- some id consider friends )

ooOooOh boy . you guys i cant even bE GIN to explain my love for y’all . i have the biggest duplicate angziety in the world . its in my nature i cant help it and honestly??????/all your interpretations terrify me bu t in a good way i promise bc theyre all so unique and well thought out and amazing and what makes it even wor S E is that all of you ( even the ones that i dont speak to all that often ) are the sweetest, most talented , sensitive , passionate individuals ive met online????? EV E R. also all these comments are genuine not sarcastic aslkjaksdnasl (forgive me im british i thin k everything sounds sarcastic)

@horizonwept : charlie????mY. G OD. your understanding and enthusiasm of our Son is unparalleled and?????? ik we dont speak that much recently b u T I WANT TO MORE????? everytime you post something i press mah lil face up to the screen and weepe t h . you’re also kind and funny and people just????? love u?????AND I lov e u too????? al SO you convinced me of lukes characterisation in tlj and tfa and honestly????im so s O glad u did<3 everythign u post is just so thought out and intelligent and i just. wish. i could do wht u do??? keep being amazing sweaty :’) @lstjedi : KAY!!!!!!! the founder of the lu k e slywalker group chat *g a sps* mah love. now i know youve been feeling a lil insecure recently about ur age and ur mental health has been acting up (belief me i know<3 ) b u T HUN NN Y listen up: you ar e the symbol of dont-judge-by-age policy bc honestly???? u have the skill, dedication, and maturity of people who are twice ur age. ur passion????? unbelievable. ur kindness????? one of a kind. ur maturity?????? uhhhh more than me. ur writing???? delicious. if youre feeling insecure about your age, dont. you are amazing and talented and dont u d A RE forget it<3 edit: also i love how you come onto the chat being the first person to talk and ur like ‘hi guys!!!’ and idk i just find u really sweet and friendlyasjdna,nda @skyhcpped : ro!!!!!!! henlo there my frond. first of all wh ERE DO U FIND ALL THESE MEMES?????? im loving it keep going. we havent spoken much b U T the groupchat has brought us Together and thats the best thing ever bc i think ur just?????? so talented and ur understanding and love for luke (eveninmemes) is unparalleled. i love talking about our mutual Hate for re/ylo and a L SO i hope ur not still freezing on hoth?????if you are cold, wrap up warm, grab urself a hot chocolate if u like that sort of thing, run a bath, uhhhhhhhhh create a pillow fort, find a tauntaun and sit inside it. that was my survival lecture thanks for coming to my ted talk :))))) also the fact u are. literally. daredevil???? taking a s hot of vinegar and terrified a boy??? my hero, mah idol. i did a reverse thing where i dared (2) boys to take a teaspoon of vanilla essence and they did it (s o empowering ;)

@lightswept : riceeeeee. honestly how can anyone ever hate you???? we havent been talking for v long but omgskdnf you are so sweet and lovely and u deserve The World????? haters need to back tf up bc u are so Pu re. and ur also really attentive????? your writing is just so fluent and honestly??a full course meal. remember that i love and appreciate you and thats NEVER going to change<333 if u ever need to talk, i am always here even tho im shit at advice i will send u metaphorical cake and hugs xoxo

@hopegave : mY ITALIAN BEAN. look at us europeans yesiknowbrexit, awake when all the ‘muricans are sleep i n g asljdaksl ur honestly adorable??????like i cant even begin?????on the group chat youre so enthusiastic and capiTAL LETTERS and asjaklsdlka so Pu re??? and both of us gushing about snow ??????? iconic, truly. you, being the first person to call ne w york hoth????? also iconic. ITALY IS ONE OF MY FAV PLACES ON EARTH I GO THERE A LOT IN THE SUMMERASFJHSD b U T thats off topic. what i need to say is that ilu and ur enthusias m and friendliness and yeah?????? stay awesome

@dualsuns : LIAM IDK WHY IM TELLING U THIS BUT WHENEVER I THINK OF U I THINK OF WINE??????? m aybe its bc ur prose is so damn sophistica t e d????? its so fluent and makes s o much sense???? ur so good at narrating lukes thoughts its so obvious you have this amazing understanding of his character its !!!!!!!! and i seriously admire that/? like your voice is uhhh h on point . i can tell you take this seriously and care so much about luke (boi me too) and it shows???? in all ur hcs and ooc posts its all backe d up with quotes, love and analysis like damnnnnnnnn. i know ive only really interacted w you a couple of times in passing but id love to more????? ur amazing everythings amazing wow<3

@didntturn : hmm mMMMM Mm kylie. have we ever spoken????? i dont think so. i just admire u from afar :’) g U RL first of all ur hilarious???? idk i think we’ve got a similar sense of humour aklsdnanm its very british. also ur hcs t a KE MY BREATH AWAY. so muc h detail and love????? u clearly have a deep understanding of luke only us mere mortals can d REA M of<3 hope we can start talking bc i uhhhh adore ur characterisation and id love to discuss????? idk im gushinggggggg

THESE ARE ONLY SOME DUPLICATES I COULD GUSH ABOUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF U UNTIL THE DAY I DI E

THE DROIDS ( mah main cretins )

@guiltslut : yh idk who u ar e :/ j K BINCH IK UR WENDO!!!!! mah main cretin :’) youve been by my side for 8 months (or was it seven???? i cant rememberasdkajsdk) which is an,, ,, , achievement. your writing is tasty af and ur enthusiasm unparalleled. i will always love and appreciate you<3

@smuglr : i have to put u on here bc we’ve known each other for over a year and thats kinda mcCrazy??? im sorry i havent kept in touch as much as i probably should have, but im more sorry for making u think i was on bath salts when i was quoting bad lip reading :/ honestly ever since the beginning ive admired ur prose so much???? its so good and attentive and poetic and fluent i just???? could gush about it all weak tbhhhhhh your graphics and aethetics are also ?????? amazing?????? im so happy that i know u and even after all this time i still love and appreciate u<33 Stay groovy mah frond

@primdoe : sO ik i havent known u for very long at all n this is probably like?????? a lil Extra?????? but im already in love. i could gush about ur oc for Yonks and just how passionate and attentive you are to her????? shes so detailed and cared about by many and you inspire me to put more detail into my own ocs askdjasmnd???? ur graphics and ps skills are just????? they water my crops honestly???? and the fact that you gave me one of your psds is the sweetest ilu??

SPACE SHIPS ( the i-admire-from-afar-but-also-interracted-with-in-the-ims-and-loVING IT-so-far-even-tho-im-shit-at-replying???? category )

@aequitia , @astrmech , @awokeforce , @baelnc , @deadlymarch , @elanere , @hopehrt , @rystolo , @scintist , @sunworn .

SUNSETS ( the i admire and havent interacted with yet *__* )

@dynste , @entropiet , @ersoic , @flypulse , @forcebled , @galasymph , @greysistance , @jaigsight , @midlapse , @tiefighting , @resistijo , @roseared , @starkniight , @theforcetm , @rotichor , @scorpyre .

#ik ive missed a to n #b U T if ur my mutual then #hmu :*#this too k me all da y #but i need everyone to know that yall water my harvest<3 #✫ * . THIS IS THE DOLLAR STORE . HOW GOOD CAN IT BE ? / * OUT .

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pokefanbri · 4 years

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"Home is where the heart is" I dont have to tell you where that lies. But its only part of the pain. I know in my heart I'm a good person, but my life has been in shambles since I was young. Theres many like me, that dont deserve the life they were given & yet somehow persevere through it just to survive & try to be happy through the pain.

How I ask do I deserve not to be happy. I feel there was no justice for me, I was dishonorably discharged lol. I was truly happy where I was, but even if i were to travel place to place...that is also in my blood, not just the place I resided.

I was at home, I was at peace, I truly loved everyone there & every second. But do I dare go there again, absolutely in a heartbeat. But this is what kills me, Part of me says "this is your life now, accept it, push through even if u can't" the other part of me says that ill be white knighted with a bust through the door like the kool-aid man & he says "sike, yea i fucked it up & didn't realize I had something special, will u forgive me" 😅

But i know that could just be my imagination & im overthinking again. But where actually is my life headed? I have a good heart, i care so much about those thats affected me even in a bad way...but maybe that's God's love showing right through me, because I forgive easy & help those that need it. My brother says that a "helper" is equivalent to a partner in crime & all aspects, a soul mate. He throws the word around with this subject, but he's also trying to find his forever helper which he believes is the mother of his 1st born children. Thats great, given the right circumstances & if her situation was better, yea they could probably try.

For me, caring & trust is my biggest downfall. Because i do so much for others b4 myself, I end up taken advantage of or at least feeling like it. Even if its not the case, the wrong thats been done to me all my life..made me this way. I cant help that. And to find someone that I trusted fully, only to find out that I couldn't. That breaks a person like me down & actually hurts to the core. I didnt deserve that, but it was the disservice that was thrust upon me without a 2nd thought. I wasn't given the proper chance to love someone because they refused to love me back & yea most of the time it was about them...but thats a leo for ya 😅

When someone shares it mutually, everyone wins, you're complete, u have that "helper" you've been longing for all your life. The good times that were shared, the humorous banter, doing something for the other just cuz u can & cuz u want to, showing eachother off to friends & family like "yea thats my babe right there" as if to say they were happy u were there,the best friend & sidekick that everyone needs...it was all gone in a blink of an eye. Leading on my heartstrings, making me fall harder & harder, the friendship to the end even, all for nothing. But because of all the positives, thats what gets me, it's why my pain is so confusing. Why was it all like that if not on purpose whether for a positive reason I have yet to understand, to make it easier for them not to deal without regard for the others feelings, or cause God making me suffer more through it to make me stronger...when I thought I was done with low struggles already.

Idk man, I just dont understand. But because of what my life has been like over the past half of the year, all the positives makes me want more...because I never got all of him in the 1st place. I always wanted more because he held himself back & on purpose. So maybe it did seem like attachment, but only cuz I longed for the same feeling in return & didnt give up trying to find it..literally any sign of it. I was trying to figure his sweet ass out & learn what kind of person he really was lol, so I could accommodate to him more especially in the last weeks I was sweating my ass off 😆 I was dedicated so much I was willing to change what wasn't liked on the outside. Like I wanted to do so much to keep the best thing i had, cause deep down I knew his old feelings fizzled out quick & I just didnt understand & I still dont. I mean I guess I understand if he wasn't ready for a commitment? And that's fine, but he committed b4 & when I was brought there. What is it that was so wrong about me, that negative thoughts festered so much about someone it makes u think someone else is the problem, when its not the case at all.

Theres nothing i can think of, nothing else i could've done to show my worth, that I wasn't a waste of time. Maybe I pushed too hard? But in those last few weeks I gave space & focused on myself & my tasks at hand with so much more effort to have some kind of a chance, to save what was precious to me..save someone else that couldn't rise up on their own. & i blew it somehow. I was told i settled, but that was the point from the beginning that we both agreed upon. I think it was just that the other was getting comfortable with someone around & it scared em..to where they couldn't do all they wanted in life along with dealing with someone else at the same time. Or possibly felt 1 or the other wasnt good enough for the other & felt inadequate or unequiped. And searching for someone else to fill a void they already had at home, thats another thing that befuddles me. The last time I saw him, it didn't look or sound like he cared, avoided eye contact til he drove off & my heart sank even more as I knew it might be the last time I ever saw him. I was too pissed & in the heat of the moment flipped him off til he was out of sight, but after...i wanted to die right then & there but my best friend was there & we were on a deadline just as he was. If I were alone & my friend wasn't there, I'd be sobbing in that parking lot for hours til someone found me.

They, he, had it all but lost it due to their own negligence, in my opinion.

I mean come on whats not to like about me that didn't go hand in hand with what they were searching for.

The perfect heritage to match his (Templin Germany the 7th largest region) with some jew blood, same interests & hobbys, outlook on life, the lucky number, a good & gentle soul with a love for God. Passion for travel, soft spot for bald eagles, the dream of becoming a parent 1 day, intellectually & gamer gifted, both loves BLT sandwiches...because i da snack too 😏, both have the same middle name but spelled differently & 30yr olds with same hs class year, I have 3 hansome brothers & he has 3 beautiful sisters. I mean Dafuq? Lol. We're total opposites & literally residing NE to SW of the country, 1 grew up well the other not so much...yet we still were able to find eachother....somehow? Bro how about u try the other half of the yr here, 6 month equivalent & finish 2020 the right way huh lol BET 😂 oh man. A girl can dream though can't she?

I have a college writing level & training in business, musical theater, massage therapy (which was the fav), veterinary tech college training in hs, 7 years of choir under my belt since 5th grade including after hs in multiple churches & my choir teachers wedding. I Iove animals, likes to paint, great with technology, listen to music & sing along to every word almost exact, family oriented, a gaming & content creating wizard, passion for helping people, can organize & clean the shit out of anything, can be the boss when i feel the need as well as the spunk & charisma to push forward at any given task. I can multitask & can get shit done if I set my mind to it, if there's something or someone I need to feel purpose to be my best self, yea & if I'm accepted, that's purpose enough right there to get my ass moving.

Yea, jumbling alot of shit in my early life made me crack under the pressure but only cuz i really went over the top & burnt out. But ive relaxed alot since then & am treated for my ailments, ive learned to do things to pace myself now to prevent a psychosis from ever happen again.

Ive said this b4, there was 1 other that also broke up with me...1st time it ever happened the other way around mind u, was also a Leo.. shocker lol. After only 3 months & of me saying the L word too quick...it was what finally broke me, what added ontop of everything else. I was living in my own apt since hs & after school a yr later at 19..he lived in the same apt complex & worked where i did. We hit it off really well & loved talking to eachother at work, almost the same humorous & smart personality with a passion for gaming, dead ass great driver, skinny & ample where it counted, & yea also a weed enthusiast 😅 all of it pretty much the same as the recent one in my life. Honestly thinking about it now they probably would've been great friends lol. Thomas was his name, but I was in a relationship at the time of meeting him as well. But I didn't pursue anything til that relationship blew up in my face just cuz my current bf's grandfather was my boss & saw how well Thomas & i got along as friends, associated it with cheating, & that was that. Tom could be mine after all lol, chips fell into place on their own after he professed his feelings to me on his MySpace blog so damn smoothly lol 😂 Saying there was a girl he liked, i commented on it, he asked me out, that was trap lol, but it worked lol. The chemistry was 🔥

But yea, we had alot fun together & he was completely chill with me. But after it ended it set something off in me. Ended up in a psych ward for 2-3 weeks, little did I know he was worried sick & had no idea where i was or how to visit. I wasnt allowed to have my phone but the persons number I knew by heart, was the previous guy b4 tom, the chubby aloof dumbass that was my 1st love lol. Tom hated him with a passion cuz this dude wasn't a man that treated me fairly, pushed onto me by his family for me to take care of, shelter & feed him mooching off of me & taking advantage of a comfortable place to live at 1 point. When i was in the hospital, my 1st was the 1 to pick me up. When I got back from the hospital I learned of how tom was worried & he gave me a big hug. But by that point I was back with the 1st...somehow that happened & I actually don't remember what brought it on cuz my memory throughtout those weeks was dowsed in medication...but Thomas was the one heartbroken instead of me this time cuz he actually did want me back, the fact I took this other guy back over him, a person he despised...was terrible to him & he severed all ties, moved away. He broke up with me, technically it was okay as so i thought to see someone else regardless if it was an ex or not. i didn't know I had another chance at all.

But anyway, the difference between the 2 leo Ts, 1 let me in completely, cared about me as much as i did for him in same way & the L word too soon is what did it in for him after 3 months 🤷‍♀️ The other T well..unfortunately 1 sided for the most part despite how well we clicked, i was faithful & the other tried not to be after 3 months & hid things due to his own insecurities, pulling me along for another 3months when I didn't have to do jack for him at all after that point, but I did. I might've said the L word too soon with him as well idk. But because I'm a different person than I was then, there's no psychotic break...its just the depressed feeling of defeat with the mix of the longing i still have for him.

Wtf is it with T names & the number 3!? ffs! 😫 Briana Leigh Templin BLT, Bri Loves...whoever Tfuk 🤣

I cant write anymore today, I gotta leave tomorrow. My brother wants me to work for him instead & make more money, in a team that would be like in an office space, basically an assistant but making calls & checking in with clients within his real estate, solar, etc businesses.

But idk, I just got my foot in the door with something else. If I let go of that, for something that could or could not be bad for me, then what do I do? Neither of them sound any less stressful, bryans idea however earns more money & would have me dealing with stuff I like to do in regards to skills maybe? Idk man, idk. It'd a tough call.

My point in writing this, nothing accept to show how much I thought he was perfect for me, just as he originally thought about me. These are all thoughts going through my mind, get them out of my head. To talk openly the way I am, its therapeutic. But I miss him so damn much, not sure when this feeling will go away. I still love him & even dare I say trust him,even through his lying ass faults & idk why, i shouldn't but i do...thats the powerful effect he had on me. Still waiting on the last promise to be friends, im giving space, venting here instead of to him cuz i wouldn't want to be that much of an annoyance. I was going to include more but it'd be dark & negative,& im not about outing the worst in people especially if he was a good guy for the most part...no that wouldn't be right, probably deserves it to be honest..but no. I still wanna do right by him. That's all for now

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I do care about you // Shawn Mendes

can you write one based off of "Sorry Not Sorry" by Demi Lovato and it's like you and Shawn broke up and you ended up going to the club and it's hella angst pls and thank you :))))

Authors note: Its not exactly like the song because I got kind of side tracked and I’m sorry if you hate it and if its nothing like what you requested

Authors note 2.0: GUESS WHO’S BACK AFTER LIKE 2 WEEKS OF DISAPPEARING?? its me in case you haven’t come to the conclusion.

“You needed this.” Kylie tells me, holding the door open to the club for me.

“I do?” I ask hesitantly, my mood still in the dumps after my breakup with Shawn around 3 weeks ago.

“Yes,” She nods enthusiastically. “You’ve been moping around our flat for weeks and damn, Y/n, honey, Shawn is a jerk.” She holds my gaze, doing the best she could to cheer me up.

“You don’t need him. You are a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need a man to define who she is. Shawn is going to regret the day he left you. Right now however, you are going to hold your chin up high and walk in this club and find some cute guy and down a couple shots.” I giggle, nodding at her words. She loops her arm with mine and we walk straight to the bar, ordering drinks to start as off.

“Thats it!” Kylie cheers as I finish my first drink. I don’t know whether it was because I hadn’t drunk alcohol in quite a while or because I hadn’t been out the house since the breakup, but I downed the next two without thinking. Usually I was a reserved drinker yet tonight I had the urge to cover my sadness with alcohol.

“Lets dance,” I call to Kylie, dragging her over to the dance floor. The lights were flashing, the music so loud that I just let all my thoughts flow out my head. My mind was completely blank.

“Thanks for taking me out tonight, you were right I did need this.” I shout to her as we both dance to the current song.

“No problem Y/n, Did I tell you your dress looks amazing? Seriously whoever made you wear that has brilliant taste.”

I laugh, taking another sip of my drink.

“You were the one who made me wear it.” I roll my eyes jokingly and she raises her eyebrows at me.

“And I’m glad I did- I mean, look at all the attention you’re getting.” Her eyes slide past to behind where I’m standing and I look over my shoulder to see two guys standing against the wall, eyes on us.

“What do I do?” I ask, panic seeping through my words. “I haven’t approached a guy since Shawn and that was two years ago.” I whisper sharply.

“Relax, Honey, just be you. Go fill your drink.” Kylie nudges me to the bar and I stumble over, placing my glass on the counter where the bartender grabs it and begins filling it again. He hands it back to me and I turn back to the dance floor when one of the guys catch my eye, waving me over.

I walk over hesitantly, a blue light illuminating their faces. They’re all sharp jaw lines and high cheekbones. Both wearing all black, I found them alluring.

“What’s happening?” The man on the left asks me, sending me a wink and even in the dark lighting my cheeks burn.

“Not much, I only just got here.” I reply, my hands slightly shaking from nerves.

“Lucky enough you met us and we,” he nods to his friend. “We are going to make your night so much better.” The right guy tells me, taking a step forward and soon I find myself edging back to the dance floor.

I catch Kylie's eye from across the room and she laughs at my confused expression. I wasn’t expecting two guys to go after me at the same time.

A hand on my chin catches my attention and my gaze flicks from Kylie’s face to dark eyes of one the guys.

He tilts my chin up and just as it looks like he’s about to kiss me, I’m wrenched out of his grip.

“Hey Sweetie, come on the cab is here.” Shawn nearly growls, sending me a fake smile. Still in shock, I can’t seem to process who’s standing in front of me.

“Bro she said she just got here.” One of the boys tries to step forward but Shawn sends them a menacing glare and he backs off. “Another?” He proposes to the other and they both walk away to the other side of the club.

“What are you doing?” I ask, voice shrill. Realization has finally sunk in.

“What am I doing? What are you doing? Two guys Y/n?” Shawn shouts, drawing eyes our way and I feel blood flood my cheeks.

“Can you not say it that loudly? It wasn’t like I was going to do anything.” I look away from his eyes.

“Say what loudly? That you were going to hook up with two men?”

“I don’t know what I was going to do.” I glare at the wall, ignoring his gaze.

“Exactly, you don’t know. You didn’t think about how much danger you could have been in.”

“Can you just stop Shawn!” I scream, not that it made that much of a difference in a club. “You’re not my boyfriend anymore, I don’t care what you think about my decisions and you can’t go telling me what I can and can’t do.”

He’s silent. His piercing eyes locked on my face, my rage burning beneath my skin so that my whole body felt hot.

“They could have raped you.” He says quieter.

“And you would care? So let me get this straight, You can care about me now that we’re broken up but if we were together you wouldn’t give a shit what happened to me?” I hiss at him, gulping the rest of my drink and pressing the cup against Shawn’s chest as I walk past him. He grabs it just as I let go but I’ve already walked away, intent on leaving the now overbearing club.

“Y/n wait.” He says, the door slamming back open and his voice is loud in the quiet street.

“Don’t talk to me Shawn, you never cared before so why do you care now?” the words felt sharp to say and I felt tears prick my eyes.

An overwhelming sense of nausea hits me and I’m heading to the side of the street in seconds.

“Oh baby,” Shawn murmurs, stroking back my hair into a makeshift ponytail as I threw up into the gutter.

“Don’t touch me,” I groan as I wipe my mouth, pushing away from his grip.

‘Y/n, sweetie,” He says softly but I glare at him.

“I don’t need your help Shawn go home.” As soon as I finish my sentence I’m throwing up and his hands are back holding my hair out of my face.

“Baby let me take you back home.” Shawn pleads, sweeping my hair up into a loose pony tail with a hair tie that was around his wrist- conveniently one of mine that I must have left at his house.

“Fine.” I say, trailing behind him as we walk to his car. He holds the door open for me and I hop in silently. He gets in the drivers seat, turning the engine on.

“Seat belt.” He tells me and I roll my eyes, doing the buckle up.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” I say weakly.

“Can you stop fighting me for one second, please?” Shawn asks, pulling out onto the street.

“No, I cant.” I say firmly, my eyes starring out the window at the passing buildings.

“I really don’t want our conversati-”

“Can you shut up Shawn?” Venom coats my words, Shawn falling silent immediately.

It only lasts a minute until he’s talking again.

“Would you really have gone home with those guys?” He sounds vulnerable, scared almost- of my answer. Of course I don’t take any notice.

“You mean go home with two extremely hot fella’s who took an interest in me? Oh yeah.” I tell him, grinning wickedly. I turn away, missing the fallen expression on Shawn’s face. When I look back, its masked.

“I thought so.” He says lowly and I glare.

“I don’t know how its any of your business. You didn’t care before so why should you now.”

“Stop saying that Y/n!” Shawn shouts and his voice has more of an affect now that we were in a quiet place. He turns left, the road leading to our old flat- my flat now.

“Saying what? That when we were together you couldn’t give two flips about my life unless it involved you?” I say back just as loud. “’Shawn my mum is on the phone’. What response to I get?” I pause, waiting. “I’m busy, tell her I said hi. Oh but Shawn she really wants to talk to- No I’m busy, go away, this is music stuff.” I imitate the conversation that happened when we were together.

“You know I was under pressure at work.” He whispers, pulling to a stop.

“She’s my Mum Shawn. She’s getting old. She’s not going to be around forever and I only wanted you to have a 5 minute conversation with her. She likes talking to you.” My own tone is soft as well.

“I’m sorry I missed one phone call with your Mum,” There’s a slight edge to his voice.

“I guess we’re doing this now?” I ask, running my hands over my bare arms to try and keep warm in the chilly air of his car.

“I guess we are.” Shawn mumbles.

“It wasn’t just that Shawn. We would be having dinner and I’d ask you about your day and as soon as you finished you would never ask me about my day and if you finished eating you would leave- even if I’m in the middle of a story.” He doesn’t answer.

“It hurts to feel like your boyfriend doesn’t even care about you.” I whisper, staring out the window, the glass foggy.

“I do care about you Y/n.” Shawn says softly, reaching out for my hand. I let him rest his palm over my hand. I stay still for a moment, reveling in the feel of having Shawn by my side again but I quickly push the feeling down. I pull my hand away from his and open the car door, unbuckling my seat belt and getting out the car.

Just as I’m about to shut the door I meet his hopeful eyes- the hope I’m about to crush. “You only care because I’m not yours anymore.”

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