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merrysithmas · 2 years
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In honor of just finishing my first playthrough of red dead redemption 2 I’d like to submit Unshaken from the game as an Obi-Wan song, him and Arthur Morgan are my most tragic faves
OK OK OK OK OK FIRST ANON, how have you gotten into my brain, as the Red Dead Redemption series is my favorite videogame swries OF ALL TIME and I am still daily fucked over by both Arthur Morgan and John Marston
BUT THEN you also make me think about Obi-wan, the desert wanderer, the Jedi survivors' inspiration for the Path, and the song UNSHAKEN
Mmm, oh, traveler
What have you seen?
Were there crossroads
Where you been, where you been?
I once was standing tall
Now I feel my back's against the wall
RIP ME yes it's perfect. perfectperfect
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bbhyuckie · 6 years
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love triangle part two
welcome to part two of this painful mark/reader/yukhei fic. heres part 1
genre: angst and slight fluff
words: 2.3k
warnings: theres a lot of cussing in this!!
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you lean up without thinking and press your lips against his
and he is so so surprised but he’s been mastering hiding how he feels for years now
so he kisses you back like his life depends on it
and he doesnt care that you have tears trailing down your face or that he knows that this is all fleeting and an act of emotion from you
he just cares that right now he can be here for you
the kiss is chaste and sweet and despite the circumstances,, perfect
something about the contact makes the burning in your stomach subside for a moment
the stinging in your eyes is stopping
and even though you still definitely want to die you feel like you can stand on your own again
mark squeezes you tightly and places a kiss just above your eyebrows before he lets you go
your legs are wobbly and you miss him instantly
hes standing right there in front of you and you miss him
“stay here ok?” he says, running his hands up and down your arms “let me go grab my keys”
you nod your head
he turns away and youre left there alone with your own emotions for the first time
alone with the weight of yukheis laugh and that pitch in his voice you will never be able to unhear
left with how fucking stupid you feel because obviously he doesnt have an interest in you
left there feeling like a joke
and a bad one at that
you know that you must look ridiculous, standing out here like this
leaned against the sports building with your eyes puffy and your cheeks red and the bitter resentment for yourself staining your tongue
you dont want to be outside anymore
not when there are still people wandering around the campus with snooping eyes
you check your phone and see that theres no new calls or messages
and you think mark is taking too long in there because you want to be out of here now
you take a sharp breath in before pressing your palm to the door of the sports house and stepping inside
you dont know what to expect exactly, youve never gone in past the doors before
yukhei and mark always told you to just wait in the front after their practices or games
you slowly wander down the hallway until you hear something
and that something sounds an awful lot like the voices of both mark and yukhei
your blood runs cold as you walk up to the locker room you hear them talking from
and you realise they arent talking
theyre arguing
you push the door open slightly and peer in
yukhei is half dressed in his baseball uniform and if you werent violently stressed out about the situation at hand you would have appreciated his state of undress
mark looks like hes absolutely fuming
“--too fucking thick skulled to realise whats right in front of you” you catch the end of what mark is saying tightly, like hes trying not to yell
yukhei cocks an eyebrow and you know that look
youve seen it before and you always hoped you could forget it
when his eyes glass and his jaw tenses and his demeanor changes
youve only seen it a handful of times and every time it signalled the calm before the storm
yukhei walks closer to mark and it feels more like a prowl than anything
a challenge
“you wanna say that again, mark?”
yukheis words are cold and calculated as he peers down the bridge of his nose at mark
“which part” your skin crawls the minute mark opens his mouth, you know this wont end well “the fucking idiot part or the shallow slut part?”
yukhei stalks impossibly closer “look, mark” he says it like the name tastes bad in his mouth, “i don’t know what the fuck has gotten into you today, but you best figure it out on your own time.”
yukhei turns and makes for the door to the gym and you think it might be over
“are you actually that fucking blind?” mark asks, and he sound like hes genuine
yukhei keeps walking and mark follows and fuckfuckfuck
“i’m not done, yukhei,” mark says and he reaches out and shoves the taller boys shoulder
yukhei stumbles but catches himself
and as he turns you swear you could die
because the calm before the storm has passed
and suddenly its a downpour
yukhei lunges back at mark and grabs him by the collar of his shirt and pulls hard
in  heartbeat mark is up against a locker with yukheis hands caught up in the fabric of marks uniform and theyre both yelling and theres no way they can possibly hear what the other is saying and its so much
you dont remember when you walked in the room fully, but youre there now, just in time for the grande finale
“--if you want to keep pushing away the only person on campus that’s worth a shit, then be my fucking guest, yuk! maybe now she realizes what a piece of shit you are-- maybe, maybe now that you’ve shown your true colors she’ll get that you’re only interested in someone you can crawl into bed with and fuck a few times before you get bored!”
yukhei tightens his grip on mark, “and what if its true? why should you give a shit, huh?”
“because when shes too caught up in your dumb ass, she doesnt realize that someone here actually wants the best for her. so either figure it the fuck out or leave her out of your games.” mark nearly growls it out
yukhei looks stunned for a beat before he pulls his arm back and curls his fist.
“yukhei.”
youre a moment too late
the room falls quiet
yukhei yanks his hand out of marks uniform and turns around
“y/n, i--” yukhei tries
“mark, let’s go.” the shake in your voice cuts through
mark stares at you wide eyed for a moment before he wipes the blood from his newly split lip and grabs his bag off the ground
you turn and make for the door when yukhei tries again, weakly calling your name
and any other day under any other circumstances you wouldve stopped
wouldve listened
wouldve tried
but with the words he was yelling frenzying around in your mind
and the image of him slamming mark against the wall
and the image of blood oozing out of marks lip
you cant do it
“practice starts in five.” you echo his words from before and this time your voice is absolutely wrecked
you know youre crying again as you barge out of the locker room doors and nearly run down the hall to the exit
mark is behind you and he hasnt said anything yet
youre grateful for that
hes the only person in your life that seems to know when you dont want to hear anything more
by the time you get to marks car you cant tell what youre feeling anymore
overwhelmingly hurt, of course
but theres so much more underneath that
theres anger and longing and disbelief and just
an indescribable heartache
you never thought you would feel something like this
never wanted to
and all of it makes your stomach turn and if you hadnt been too nervous to eat at lunch that day youre sure youd be sick by now
you drop into his passenger seat and he climbs in the drivers side and starts his car
as youre pulling out of the parking lot he asks “do you wanna talk about it?”
“no” you say quietly
“okay” he says, nearly as quiet
he reaches over the console and rests his hand on your knee, gliding his thumb back and forth
the rest of the ride is quiet until he turns on a street heading to your neighborhood
“i don’t want to go home yet.” you say and it scares you how little you sound like yourself
your voice is shot and your nose is stuffy and it feels like youre in a foreign body with foreign emotions
“okay,” mark says in an instant, “where do you want to go?”
you think for a minute because you dont know
definitely not home
definitely not out in public
definitely not away from mark
“can we go to your house?” mark glances over at you “i can help clean you up” you motion weakly at his bust lip before you stare down at your hands
“yeah-- yeah of course we can”
mark knew he wasnt supposed to have anyone over when his parents were out of town
he knew good and well
and typically he followed that rule well and did his homework, played some video games and went to bed
but for you
for you he could make an exception
mark only lives a few streets away from you so you pull into his driveway soon after
he takes your bag for you and pushes the front door to his house open so you can go first
his house is perpetually new to you
you had only been over a handful of times, and always with the rest of your friends
it had never been you and mark before
it was always you and yukhei
your chest sank again as you realised that probably wouldnt be the case again
mark walked you through the foyer in to the living room
“you can get comfortable wherever. my parents are out of town for a while.”
you kicked off your uniform shoes and sank into his sofa
mark walked into the kitchen and placed both of your bags down on the island
“do you want anything to eat? drink?”
“water, please,” as the cottonmouth after crying began to set in
mark returned shortly after with water, a blanket, and the remote to the tv
as you sipped on your water mark threw the blanket over the both of you and clicked on netflix
you wondered idly how he remembered your favorite disney movie as he put it on the tv
you pushed yourself back into the couch cushions and pulled the blanket up to your chin as the emotional exhaustion hit you in full force
your body was screaming at you to go to sleep, to get some shut eye and stop feeling so awful
and the circumstances are perfect
youre warm and you feel safe and the theme song to your favorite movie is playing
before you know it youve dozed off
you dont dream and you dont really move very much
but you sleep deep and almost forget about all the shit youll have to deal with when you wake up
but when you do wake up
eyes drifting open
you really do forget about what you have to deal with
because mark is asleep and next to you and your head is on his chest and his arm is around you and its perfectperfectperfect
your phone buzzes from the kitchen and your bubble bursts, because you cant stay here and happy forever
slowly, you detangle yourself from mark and the blankets and tiptoe to the kitchen
you glance out the windows and see that its started to snow and its already dark out
you pull your phone out of your bag and wish for the blank screen you had seen outside of the sports house earlier that day
but luck does not seem to be on your side
theres three missed calls from yukhei, a string of message, and a text from your mom
you check your moms first, because truly nothing compares to  mothers wrath
momma bear: hey sweetie, where are you? are you coming home tonight? the roads are getting bad
you typed out a quick response of “hey mom! sorry, i fell asleep doing homework at jennies. do you mind if i stay the night here?”
her bubbles immediately popped up on the screen and you were filled with anxiety
bubbles
bubbles
bubbles
momma bear: sure thing sweet pea, text me if you need anything. love you
“love you too!”
you breathed out a sigh of relief
and then remembered yukhei exists
yuk: talk to me
yuk: im sorry
yuk: what did you hear?
yuk: i didnt mean it
yuk: i didn’t know u were there i really didnt
yuk: y/n
yuk: at least talk to me
yuk: im so sorry
you clicked your phone closed and put it back in your bag before glancing back over at the living room
mark was still fast asleep, bloodied mouth slightly parted and head tipped back against the sofa
his arms and legs were situated a little oddly but you realized they were you shaped from where you had slipped out
without much thought, you grabbed a cloth and wet the corner, walking over to him gingerly
you succesfully washed away the blood and forming scab he had on his bottom lip without waking him
to be honest you watched him for a while
you watched the deep rise and fall of his chest
watched the way his hair moved when he readjusted
watched the way his eyes moved under their lids
and the memories of all he had said so much earlier in the day kept coming back to you
he could yell at yukhei all he wanted, but how could you be so blind?
of course mark was here
mark had been here from the start
always listening and never judging
awake at all hours when you needed him
guilt hit you in waves
because you knew that if you never came to the realization that he had feelings for you, he would have let you keep stepping on his feelings
because you thought you loved yukhei, but it had nothing in comparison to the way mark must have felt for you
a yawn racked your body and you looked up at the clock in marks kitchen
you had been awake for an hour, lost in your own thoughts and lost in mark
you decided that was enough for one day
so you tucked yourself back under the blankets, back into the couch, and back next to mark
you could worry about everything else tomorrow.
part 1, part 2, part 3
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taeyong-ie · 7 years
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You did jeno and his perfectperfectness justice
wha—im–uh–this is really sweet of you and all, but i dont think i can ever do Jeno’s perfectness any justice. but thank you, your intentions are very much appreciated ilysm 😘😘
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rockypiffen36-blog · 7 years
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What a bitch. I wish it came perfect perfect & @tonydunst pissed himself cause @farid_jattin is a class act #wpt #borgata #finaltable #perfectperfect #pissmyself #tonydunst #vincevanpatten (at Borgata Hotel Casino & Spa)
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