#when i tell u i cant move on from this chapter
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vicious pt two I ln4
pairing: ex!lando norris x reader, charles leclerc x reader
summary: you are trying to move on from lando but he refuses to
notes: more dramaaa and asshole lando sorry, this is short cause i kind of got busy🧍♀️
part one, masterlist
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yourusername emails i cant send is officially yours💌
it has been a long and emotional process writing this album but i loved and enjoyed every bit of it<3 im so excited to share this piece of my life with you and officially close this chapter and move on
thank you for the support, ill see you all soon❤️
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user OMGG IM ALREADY CRYING ITS SO AMAZING
user stfu is that charles in the fifth pic?!?
user it is!! he was credited in a few songs for instruments🥹🥹
user because i liked a boy hits so different when u know what she went through :(
maxfewtrell running on stream to listen to it
yourusername pls dont hate im still sensitive
user omg noo i cant watch whats he saying about it??
user he loves every song, hes being so supportive and said hes team y/n😭
user her friendship with charles is so cute omg
user “friendship” rightttt😏
user lost lando but got charles, a win is a win
francisca.cgomes love love love💌
user omg i know charles introduced them
user ‘ill see you soon’ ARE YOU TOURING???
pietra.pilao so incredibly proud of you❤️ such an amazing album
yourusername p ily and miss u sm🥹❤️
pietra.pilao i miss you more we need to get together soon!
yourusername otw to text u so make plans rn🏃♀️🏃♀️
user the fact that landos friends are still supportive despite the breakup tells me everything i need to know
user “officially close this chapter” new era fr🫶
charles_leclerc so honored you even asked me to be apart of this❤️so proud of you ma cherie
yourusername so grateful for you❤️
user JUST DATEEEE
user now kiss!!!
Lando
so you and y/n huh?
Charles
she's my friend
is that a problem?
Lando
i dont remember ever introducing you two?
Charles
not that its any of your concern but i introduced myself last year on the paddock while you were too busy ignoring her
Lando
so when i had back turned, you took the chance to steal my girlfriend?
Charles
dont try turning this into something its not
she's trying to move on so i think its time you do the same lando
dont ask about her again.
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f1gossip Following Y/n Y/l/n's album release, Lando and Charles have unfollowed each other on instagram! It is not confirmed if Y/n is the reason why, but it is heavily speculated. It seems Lando was the first to unfollow and Charles quickly followed suit.
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user all too much for little lando norris
user y/n breaking up a friendship now🙄
user she didnt do anything except release an album on how she felt, if lando gets offended by that then hes clearly the problem here
user 16 4 fans lost today but then again lando started it🤷♀️
user karma works in funny ways @landonorris
user lando has every right to be mad imo
user not at all, he treated her like shit then cheated and now hes mad she has friends in f1? make it make sense
user why watch soap operas when you can watch f1
user 2024 season is gonna HIT
user charles is going to have the motivation for wdc now, ferrari fans won🙏
user even though im a lando fan, i have to be team charles and y/n on this one sorry
user yup, after listening to her album i definitely support y/n
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yourusername first time performing my new album at my one night show was the best time ever!! thank you for all that showed up you were an amazing crowd❤️
and just in case you missed my little announcement, bet u wanna is my next single of this album...this one's a little funny when you know the context🙊
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user wish i was able to go :(
user WHATS THE CONTEXT??
user listen to the lyrics, lando definetly wanted her back after his side girl cheated AHAH
user i need to know if charles was there
francisca.cgomes such a wonderful night💌
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user your stage presence is so amazing
luisinhaoliveira99 so great seeing you🤍
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user SHE WAS THERE?!?
user pls tell me you guys took pictures together
user bet u wanna is so good omg
user are you opening for eras tour in europe
user it is rumored, i hope its true😭
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f1gossip Charles, Pierre, Kika and Luisa leaving Y/n Y/l/n's concert in LA tonight! Thoughts on the singer's new friendship with the drivers and girls?
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user i love them😭❤️
user i was there and saw charles with pierre and kika singing along to every song🥹
user SHUT UPPPP
user stop theyre so cute
user luisa and y/n mean everything to me
user them supporting y/n despite the drama with lando shows a lot about him
user ive never wanted to part of a gc so bad
user charles is so supportive, yk who wouldnt be....
user i need them to date, he would treat y/n so good
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scuderiaferrari Special guest for the first qualification of the season! Thanks for coming to the our garage❤️
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user OMFGGG
user i need pics of her and charles NOW
user charles got p1 cause bae was watching🙈
user is she staying all weekend!?!
user her and charles supporting each other omg
user are they finally dating??
user he was asked about it in an interview and he said they were just friends!
user ugh can charles make a move already? i dont want another lando situation..
user i wonder if she bumped into lando😳
Lando
was y/n really in ferrari garage?
Carlos
yeah...
are you okay mate?
Lando
how can i be?
he stole my girlfriend and is now parading her around the paddock
its fucked up
Carlos
he did say they were just friends
and i didnt see them acting like a couple or anything
Lando
there's gotta be something more
i just need y/n to see who he really is
Carlos
i dont know, maybe its time you move on mate
Lando
no, i cant give up now
do you have an extra paddock pass?
Carlos
why...
Lando
remember charles' crazy ex girlfriend who was obsessed with him?
i heard shes in town to see him
what if we send her the paddock pass so she can show y/n how charles treated her
Carlos
this seems a little crazy lando
why dont you just talk to y/n?
Lando
she wont even let me get near her
just please carlos? and then i wont ever bring it up again if it doesnt work
Carlos
fine but dont tell anybody about this
Lando
thank you mate, i owe you
tags: @iamahallucinationnn, @sofiacblair
#lando norris#f1 x reader#lando norris fanfic#lando norris imagine#lando norris smau#lando norris x reader#lando norris x y/n#lando norris x you#ln4#f1 fanfic#charles leclerc fanfic#charles leclerc#charles leclerc x reader#charles leclerc imagine#charles leclerc x you
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moonlight | m.yg [1]
next chapter: soon
summary: when it’s finally the week of your big sister's wedding, you’re more than excited for it to be over as responsibilities come flying your way. however, you can’t seem to stop thinking about a particular groomsman with blonde hair.
pairing: groomsman!yoongi x bridesmaid!y/n
genre: wedding!au, strangers to lovers au | awkward, fluff, angst, mature
word count: 7.4k
status: in progress
author’s note: reposting this bc i miss him. i’ve been wanting to do this for sooooo long but never had time- still don’t but oops.
Sleep is what you really needed right now, especially when you already lacked it in your daily life. But no, that wasn’t really an option right now, not when you had to wait for your sister to pick you up from the airport and get dinner afterwards.
Realistically, you could’ve slept on the plane ride here, but you hated the seat you were in. At first, you sat in the aisle seat because it was always the fastest way to exit afterwards, but you had to give that up when a man probably in his late 50s basically ordered you to move to the middle because older people need "more" room.
You weren’t happy, but you weren’t about to argue because of this.
All you wanted to do right now was go to your old bedroom and change into some comfy sweats and an oversized t-shirt before pulling your blankets over your head to sleep in peace. You knew it was not going to happen any time soon, but a girl can wish.
As you finally saw your suitcases at the baggage claim area, you grabbed one, almost falling by how large and heavy it was. You cursed at yourself for overpacking, but you were staying in town for two weeks and could not risk the chance of not having enough clothes. Luckily, your other suitcase was fairly smaller.
Walking to the other side of the terminal, you saw the exit to the pick up area, immediately moving your legs faster because you couldn’t wait to get out of here. There were too many people walking slow, it surprised you how calm you’ve lasted.
Once you reached a bench in front of the area, you noticed that the weather was not that great. It was raining, which you loved- but your sister planned most of her events outside so this is probably going to make her cry for hours.
And you really don't wanna be the shoulder she cries on- she is very dramatic when she sobs.
Pulling out your phone, you noticed you received three texts. One from your sister, mom, and boss.
[mom] 5:57pm: were you able to land safely? don’t look tired and try not to be introverted, namjoon’s mother is joining us for dinner. put on some makeup, love you!
Rolling your eyes, you shook your head. You weren’t surprised in the slightest, you knew how your mother was. She didn’t mean any harm, but she loves to impress others. By looking a bit tidy, she thinks people wouldn’t think lowly of us. However, she fails to understand that we’ve known your future brother-in-law’s family for almost six years now, you don’t believe they will call off the wedding by seeing their future daughter-in-law’s little sister bare faced.
Plus, his mother is the sweetest. If anything, she always told you how much she loved seeing natural faces compared to the overdose of products people nowadays use in which she refers to “tiktok trends.”
[jae] 6:01pm: the office is going to miss you! tell ur sister congrats again, and then do it again for me once she’s actually married lol. don’t you dare ask if there’s work for you to do it in the next two weeks!
Laughing to yourself, you quickly replied with a small “thank you, i will tell her,” along with a “darn, now i cant use work as an excuse to get out of wedding duties. but if there is work needed to be done just text me.”
[violet] 6:13pm: almost there!! look out for a black suv. hope u don’t need to go home, kinda planning to go straight to dinner bc our reservation is at 7 and joonie doesn’t want to be late! he’s scared they’ll judge us, see you soon <3
Of course he would think that, coming from the man who thinks texting and walking is rude- it's debatable!
That’s when you looked at the time, noticing that it was exactly 6:20pm. There was still time to make it by 7, you were sure of it.
As you were about to reply to your mom and sister, you heard the sound of tires screeching with constant honks. You looked up, noticing a very expensive-looking suv pulled near the curb, still beeping.
Was this your sister? I mean, it was black like she stated it would be.
Your question was finally answered when you noticed the passenger window being rolled down, revealing two young looking men with bright smiles eagerly waving, the driver still beeping with his other hand causing many people around to glare as they walked by.
You noticed the man with very shaggy hair, wearing what seems to be a white t-shirt, black slacks, and sneakers as he opened the door. “What’s up, y/n,” he smiled, making his way towards you.
“Taehyung? What are you doing here? I thought Violet was going to pick me up- is she in the backseat?” You questioned as he automatically went to grab your bags. “And what is this moron doing here? I thought he got his license taken away last month?”
Looking back to the SUV, you saw your cousin in the driver’s seat with what seems to be him fighting off a man with a bright yellow and green vest knocking violently on his window side.
“You cannot park here, you’re holding up traffic!” the man yelled, causing your cousin to roll his eyes before rolling down the window maybe two inches before yelling back.
“You’re the one holding up traffic standing in the middle of the road!”
“Don’t make me call security! Park in the parking lot!” The man dragged on, hitting the side of the car repeatedly and motioning his arms to drive away at the same time.
"Aren't you security?!" Your cousin honked before glaring at the man. “And you scratch my car, you pay for it!”
You stopped watching their little altercation as Taehyung began rolling your suitcases towards the trunk of the car, making you follow along. “She wasn’t able to come, apparently she had to go pick up some materials she ordered for the centerpieces,” he stated, setting the bags inside before closing the trunk. “And I am not sure why he is driving, I think everybody forgot he shouldn’t be and I am too lazy to do it, I was not able to take my nap today because Namjoon made me paint the photo booth all morning- it was exhausting.”
Opening the passenger door for you, you quickly jumped in as he shut it before jumping into the seat behind you. Turning to your left, you could still see your cousin arguing with the man before Taehyung told him to drive already.
“No! I hope you have a shitty day, you asshole!” Your cousin screamed before speeding away down the street. After literally two seconds, he looked your way while smiling brightly. “I missed you!”
Giving him a dirty glance, you slap his arm. “Ow! What was that for?” He whined, rubbing his arm with his free hand.
“Jungkook, why the fuck are you driving?” you declared. “You’re not allowed”
“Says who,” he rolled his eyes.
“The state,” Taehyung says from the backseat.
Jungkook scoffs, shaking his head. “They can’t do anything, I pay my taxes.”
Groaning, you rub your forehead. “This has nothing to do with your taxes, you imbecile.”
He gives you a confused look for a quick moment before moving his eyes back on the road again. “You don’t need to use big words to attack me, y/n. This isn’t law school.”
You heard Taehyung sighing at how annoying his friend was being. To clear things up, Taehyung was actually a close friend of your side of the family through Jungkook, the two of them being inseparable since kindergarten.
You just so happened to know him well since he always followed Jungkook everywhere he went, same vice versa, as you saw your cousin basically everyday due to only being one year apart and both your mom’s being sisters. But with Taehyung, you happened to be the same age, same with their other friend in their trilogy, Jimin. In which you were surprised he wasn’t here because Jimin loved going to dinner with them.
“Why are you driving?”
“I got my license back,” he smiled, nodding heavily when he saw the questionable facial expression you were making. “I swear! I went to the DMV and everything. I got it back after paying like $3,000.”
Choking on your saliva after hearing how much he had to pay, you gasped, “Why so much? What exactly did you do?!”
Jungkook awkwardly moved both his hands on the steering wheel, obviously not wanting to answer your question as you heard his friend chuckling in the backseat. “Yeah, tell her Jungkook, what did you do?”
Throwing a small box of tissues he had left near the middle cup holder to Taehyung, Jungkook began his excuse. “I’m not really sure, apparently it’s illegal to drive through rain puddles,” he shrugged.
You shifted your head a bit, “that’s not illegal.”
“It is when you purposely speed through them to get people wet,” Taehyung giggled as Jungkook groaned in annoyance.
“Dude! You weren’t supposed to tell her that part!” Jungkook whined.
“That is so rude,” you pinched his arm as he tried moving away from you, knowing your first reaction to things were mostly violence. “How would you like it if someone did that to you?”
“I actually wouldn’t mind it,” he stated. “Saves me money from going to a waterpark.”
Sometimes, you wondered what goes on in that big head of your cousin. Not much common sense, that’s for sure.
“Anywho,” you spoke up, trying to change the dumb conversation you just had. “What’s the plan for tonight? I heard something about a dinner, but other than that I have idea what’s going on. No one told me anything.”
Jungkook shrugged, glancing at you a few times as he answered your question. “I know we have dinner with some of Namjoon’s friends, his mom, your parents, and then you sister’s friends. But afterwards, no clue.”
“Why are you and Taehyung going then?”
He scoffed, looking offended. “I’ll have you know, we are very much indeed Namjoon’s friends,” he proudly said before giving in once he saw how that did nothing. Maybe acquaintances but definitely not friends. “All the groomsmen were invited.”
Ah yes, you almost forgot Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin were appointed groomsmen which was a big shock considering they were not close to Namjoon like that.
But to be completely honest, your sister did have six bridesmaids while Namjoon only had three real groomsmen he wanted. So, she was able to convince Namjoon to allow the other three to take apart on their special day because they were basically like family.
And because he had no one else to call.
Although, it didn’t take much convincing, Namjoon did love the guys and they all bonded really well whenever they did interact.
“So, Jimin’s going?”
“He should be,” you heard Taehyung answer. “He couldn’t come with us to pick you up because he had to drop his little brother off at baseball practice- but I think their mom is going to pick him up once he’s done.”
You nodded, understanding the situation. To be honest, you were happy the three of them were going. It’s not like you wouldn’t know anyone tonight, maybe only a couple people, but the rest of your family never knew how to make you feel comfortable the same way the boys did.
Maybe its because you basically grew up with them and how you were all close in age, but you felt more open and less forced to act a certain way when they were by your side.
Throughout the car ride, you had to constantly bicker with Jungkook about slowing down and to avoid potholes as it kept getting in the way of you applying concealer and powder from your seat. You especially yelled when he almost made you smash your mascara wand in your eye, causing Taehyung to hide his laughter as he scrolled through twitter.
Finally, after small loads of traffic and listening to Jungkook’s ‘go crazy, go stupid’ playlist in which consisted of old Taylor Swift and Hannah Montana songs, you made it to the restaurant. The problem was, the rain was hectic. You’re surprised Jungkook didn’t crash into a pole trying to see through his windshield wipers.
Once you parked, Jungkook sheepishly smiled. “Okay so we have a small problem- nothing serious,” he stated as you gave him a look for him to continue. “We don’t have an umbrella.”
“What-” you and Taehyung said at the same time. “I can’t show up in there all wet, it’s pouring outside!”
“-and I can’t risk getting my shirt wet, I didn’t bring a sweatshirt and I am wearing a white top- my chest will be see through if it gets wet!” Taehyung cried out. “I don’t want people violating me.”
“Calm down, drama queens,” Your cousin rolled his eyes. “Y/n, cover your face with your arms to protect your makeup- that’s the only thing you should save. Taehyung, wrap your arms over your chest, don’t you dare lift them until we are sheltered. We got this guys!”
You scoffed as he cheered you both on. At least you all will be drenched together, you thought.
Getting ready to jump out of the car, you looked down at your outfit. You were wearing an oversized dark brown crewneck sweater, black thick leggings, and your white platform sneakers. At least you were kind of warm and didn’t have much to damage from the rain.
Looking back at how far the restaurant was from your parking spot, you three basically had to run the side of the building to get to the front. It wouldn’t have been a problem if it was regularly raining- but as it was lashing down with some now background sounds of thunder and lightening, you knew this was going to be a bad idea.
Jungkook gave you two a confident nod before aiming towards his door as Taehyung and you gave each other a worried look, eventually doing the same. “On the count of 3!” Jungkook yelled from his side.
Once we were all ready, hands on the door handle, you heard Taehyung start, “1-”
“-3!” Jungkook screamed and ran out the door, hearing the door lock as he ran his distance.
Taehyung and you looked at each other in shock before chasing after him. As you took more and more steps, you could tell that this rainstorm was probably one of the worst you have ever encountered.
But to be fair, you should have checked the forecast and remembered to bring your own umbrella.
After what seemed like minutes, the three of you finally made it to the front of the building in which you were blessed with a roof for your protection. At this moment, you have never been happier.
Moving your eyes to the two boys standing near you, you noticed how even though Tae’s hair was swamped, he managed to barely get his chest wet. Jungkook’s hair began curling up on the sides, but only that and his shoulders were fairly drenched.
You tried straightening out your sweater while looking up at Taehyung. “Do I look alright?”
“Yeah, you totally don’t look like you just ran through the rain.” he nodded, even though you could feel your hair soaked.
“Your makeup still looks intact,” Jungkook added, “but your hair- eh.”
You glared at him as he lifted his hands up in defense. He shouldn’t be talking, his hair was soaked too.
Trying to make yourselves look presentable, you didn’t notice someone rushing near you three, only when you felt a pair of arms wrapping behind you, causing you to squeal.
Moving your head to see the owner of the arms, you immediately hugged them back. “Jimin!”
“Y/n!” he giggled, but suddenly pulled away. “Ew, you’re drenched.” Nodding towards Jungkook, he quickly understood what happened. “Why didn’t you just tell me you guys were here? Jungkook, I texted you that I had an umbrella if you needed one.”
Taehyung and you turned to glare at Jungkook as he turned red and stammered, "I’m sorry, I-I didn’t see the message!”
"Hold on, man. Didn't you just dropped off your brother? It's pouring," Taehyung.
Jimin shrugged, "Do you think the MLB teams stop their games over some rain."
"In some cases, yes."
“Y/n! You’re here!” you heard that familiar voice squeal behind you, followed by a pair of arms once again hugging you. “I would totally not touch you, but I haven’t seen you in three months!”
Smiling, you held your annoying sister until you heard a cough. You let go to see your parents standing near her, your mom pushing her to the side, making your sister almost fall to the ground, before wrapping her arms around you. “Y/n! How was your flight? You never replied to my text, young lady,” she crossed her arms. Oh, how you love when your mother’s mood changes constantly.
She suddenly touched your face lightly, “Your face looks lovely! You’re hair though- uh its alright! The rain is our excuse!” she beamed.
Same old mother, but at least you knew she did not want you to take things seriously.
You felt your dad lightly wrap an arm around you, giving you a short greeting, probably not wanting to hold up our reservation as well but not because he didn’t want to be rude, he wanted to eat already.
Noticing no one else was outside, you sister began speaking. “Namjoon, his friends, and mom are inside sitting at the table already. I told them not to wait up on us so we don’t cause much of a disturbance inside.”
Nodding, she then began guiding everyone inside with your parents following directly behind her while Jimin, Tae, and Jungkook walked right along with you. It was a short walk inside, but you noticed that the table must have been all the way in the back, maybe in another room by how far in you all were going.
Being right, you could see that they reserved a private room which was extremely crazy- this must’ve been so expensive for a casual dinner!
The first person you noticed was your future brother-in-law sitting at the middle of the wide circular table, a seat empty right beside him for your sister you assumed. You identified his mother pretty clearly as she sat on the other side of him.
Your parents quickly sat on the seats right next to where your sister just sat. You moved your eyes to see most of the bridesmaids, who you knew for the longest as they all either went to school or worked with her, sitting right near you parents and across from them.
There was only one seat next to the last bridesmaid that was opened, so you assumed it was for you as it was across from your sister’s seat. Looking at the boys, you frowned, realizing you would be separated as they only had empty seats on the other side of the table where Namjoon’s mom sat. At least you could look at them from across the table.
Jimin fake pouted before they all walked to the available seats. You finally noticed the three other boys sitting beside them, only recognizing one of them, Hoseok. You were happy to be seated right next to him as you two have met many times in the past, but you couldn’t help but wonder who the other two were and why you weren’t introduced to them earlier.
Hoseok was actually a close friend of both Namjoon and your sister, in fact, he was the one who introduced them many years ago. He was probably one of the few close male friends your sister even had who she trusted with all her heart who didn’t want to sleep with her.
You also befriended him as he was the only one who wouldn’t complain but encouraged you to hang out with them during their high school days when your sister pulled the ‘hormonal teenager who hates everybody’ phase.
“Nice to see you, y/n. Thanks for coming, I know you must be exhausted from your flight, but it means a lot that you were able to make it,” Namjoon kindly greeted you, in which you smiled in return.
“It’s okay,” you shyly reply, feeling your nerves kick in because you suck at public speaking, even when it’s with people you’ve already met.
“Now she’s shy,” you heard your cousin stifle in a low laugh before Jimin kicked his leg, in which he groaned in pain, trying not to make any noise as he clutched his knee.
As you gave Jungkook a dirty look, you began turning, quickly taking a look at the guests you didn’t know. One seemed to look slightly tall, or you assumed he was by how long his torso was. He was very good looking, just not your type.
But the other one was already looking at you, his eyes quickly moving away when he realized he was caught, not seeming to care though. He had very beautiful eyes and bright blonde hair, but he looked very intimidating with his blank- almost cold expression.
“You look dashing, y/n!” You heard Namjoon’s mom exclaim, making you turn extremely red. God, you hated when people gave you compliments, especially when others were around. You did not like the attention it brought.
“Thank you” you looked down, trying your best to make your face cool down. You wish you were in the rain right now.
“I take full responsibility for her hair not looking the best,” Jungkook spoke up, making you immediately cover your face with your hands, praying he stop talking. “I forgot the umbrella.”
You heard him groan again, maybe from one of the boys kicking him for his irrelevant comments.
“I know the struggle,” You heard one of the unknown guests Namjoon had, the one who looked tall, begin. “I tripped while trying to walk in and landed on a puddle.” This caused you to giggle, happy that he was willing to embarrass himself to deflect the attention off you. “But it’s alright, luckily I had extra pants in my car.”
“Now that you mentioned that uh- fascinating information,” Namjoon awkwardly started. “Y/n, I realized you never met my other groomsmen-”
“Groomsmen? How dare you” You heard the same friend fake gasp, causing Hoseok to groan right beside you. “I am the one and only best man”
“So, that’s Jin,” Hoseok finally spoke up, rolling his eyes at his friend who you realized probably loved the attention more than you actually knew.
“Oh, hi” you shyly waved as he gave you a cheesy smile.
“Sorry about him, he’s a little over the top,” Namjoon sweetly mentioned to you, causing Jin to scoff. “-but in a good way!”
Just by observing their attitude towards each other, you can tell Jin was the friend who made Namjoon be more confident and open-minded enough to try new things. He seemed like the hype man of the group.
“And that’s Yoongi,” Hoseok added, pointing to the man on the left of him, the one who looked like he did not want to talk to anybody. You began to realize this Yoongi guy was more reserved than the rest, giving you a small nod as you awkwardly looked away.
“Sorry about him, he seems quiet- but he does talk! Quite a lot actually,” Jin added, causing Yoongi to nudge him.
“Same with this one,” Violet giggled, looking your way causing you to glare at her. Way to put the spotlight on you.
Luckily for you, your mother just knew so many topics to talk about that she carried a conversation fairly quickly right after your sister’s comment.
You would have listened to it all the way, but to be honest, you were mentally exhausted. Work had you up till 10pm last night and with it being such a jammed pack month already, you completely forgot to pack until this morning. Having to check in two bags, you had to arrive at the airport three hours early to make it in time to depart from all the long lines.
You don’t think anyone beside your dad and Namjoon’s mom were listening to your mom because as you looked around the table, you realized people were either making faces at their friends or just looking anywhere else but the speaker.
That’s when you noticed Taehyung making a silly face your way, causing you to smile at him. But when you did so, you saw from the corner of your eye the restrained individual placing his eyes on you that didn’t leave until he was about to be caught again.
Yeah, you wished this dinner would be over soon.
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"That was probably one of the best steaks I have ever digested," Namjoon smiled while wiping his mouth with a napkin.
"Did he just say 'digested'?" you heard one of your sister's friend, Mina you believe, whisper to her other friend, Hani, who just shrugged.
After about an hour of awkward conversations that consisted of when Violet and Namjoon would be making babies and who would take custody if they both randomly die, dinner was finally over.
To be honest, you were glad that you were mostly not chosen to speak. That was until your mother thought it would be a brilliant idea to bring up your personality compared to your sisters, in which she made sure to mention the one time in 4th grade when you threw a tantrum and bursted into tears because you didn't want her to leave you alone on the first day of school.
Violet made sure to clarify how immature you were as a fourth grader, in which you thought if it would really be bad punching her in the face right then and there. You were sure makeup could cover the bruises.
"I should probably get going, I think your father is getting off soon from work," you heard Namjoon's mom say, slowly standing up before giving her son a warm hug.
Following the signs, everyone began standing up, getting ready to say their goodbyes. That was until your sister suddenly spoke up, becoming an announcer.
"Wait I forgot to mention, tomorrow is day 1 out of 7!" she cheered as her fiancee placed an arm on her lower back. "Don't forget to bring your shoes!"
"What's tomorrow?" You thought, but apparently out loud as everyone glanced your way, causing you to look back at Violet.
"You don't know?!" she gasped, looking back towards your mom. "Did you not tell her?" Watching as your mother softly gave her a small smile, your sister's eyes made their way back to you in disbelief. "It's our first dance rehearsal."
"Dance rehearsal?" You squinted your eyes, not believing how in the world she planned to make people learn a dance in under a week. "You do understand your wedding is in 6 days right after tomorrow, right?"
"We couldn't plan practices earlier because you and Jin don't live near here and we didn't want you both going out of your way to get here for it," Namjoon commented. "That would've been too expensive."
Realization hit you, you have to dance...in front of people.
Looking up, you tried showing a relaxed expression, but you're sure you only pulled out an uncomfortable one at the thought of having to publicly dance when you are in fact the worse dancer ever.
Truth be told, you wish you can easily agree and go with the flow, but knowing yourself the best you know you cannot pull this off. There is a reason why you dropped dance class in high school and it was because you kept making your partner's toes bleed from stepping on them so much.
But before you could speak up, or as if you were going to, your sister beat you to it. "You're doing it, no exceptions," she pointed a finger at you.
"You can be my partner!" Jimin exclaimed, wrapping an arm over your shoulder, trying to cheer you up. "I'm a great dancer."
"I beg to differ," Taehyung crossed his arms. "Have you seen these hips? Been shaking them since I was eight years-old."
"Just Dance doesn't count," Jimin hissed, making Tae scoff.
"It does when you're undefeated!"
Before the two of them could continue their bickering, your sister intervened. "None of you are dancing with her, I've already assigned partners," and right when they were going to ask who she added, "and you're not finding out until tomorrow. I don't want you trying to ask us to privately change your partners tonight so deal with it."
That definitely made them shut up before she carried on saying farewell to everybody.
You being you, you stood there stiff as everyone hugged each other. Never knowing how to really say 'bye', you often just waved. It was your thing.
You felt large arms wrap around you, causing you to gasp for air from the tight hold. "It was so nice meeting you, y/n!" You heard Jin burst out before pulling away. "Hoping we end up as partners, you seem so chill."
Certain that that was not going to happen, you sheepishly nodded. Not that you did not want him as a partner, to be fair, you probably would have chosen him as one of your top choices if it were up to you only because he seemed friendly and welcoming.
However, he was the best man.
Everybody knows the best man always gets paired with the maid of the honor, in which you believe was Naile.
Once he moved passed you to say his goodbyes with your parents, you noticed Yoongi finishing his farewells with Namjoon's mom before turning in your direction.
Shifting your eyes somewhere else in the room, you felt a weird feeling in your stomach.
For some reason, interacting with someone else who is also quiet but now intimidating made you extra nervous, fearful they might randomly lash out on you.
Just before Yoongi could at least give you a small nod, like he had done earlier, Namjoon announced that we should all be on our ways as the restaurant probably wanted us gone by now.
Running up to Jimin, you followed your friends and cousin out the door. Not noticing the pair of eyes following your every move up until you were out of sight.
Finally, now you can go home and sleep.
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Waking up this morning was hard for you, especially when you knew how stressful it was going to be.
Maybe it was because you knew what was to come but didn't at the same time. It was safe to say you were panicking the whole drive to the small park your sister booked for the morning.
However, your sister was nothing close to nervous, in fact, she was beaming in joy throughout the car ride, constantly telling you she was excited to be a day closer to her wedding.
"Don't freak out too much about practice, okay?" Violet began as she parked the car. "None of them have experience dancing, except Hobi and maybe like Jimin and whatever Tae thinks is dancing, but other than that we all suck."
"Thanks for the pep talk, I feel so much better," you sarcastically declare before opening the door and getting out.
"I'm serious! I know you well enough to see how anxious you are about this," she argued. "But I made sure to pick an easy dance we all can learn within a few days"
You only sighed. There was nothing you could really do at this point so there was not much convincing she was doing to make you feel better. Plus, it's her day. You kind of have to do whatever she wants whether you like it or not.
Following her to a medium-sized building, you noticed how nice this park really was. There was a huge duck pond on one side with a beautiful garden all around.
Where does she find these places?
As you two opened the doors, she led you down a hallway until you were walking into a pretty large banquet room. You saw mostly everyone was here, besides Jin and Namjoon, but other than that everyone was here.
"Where's my man?" Your sister questioned, setting her bag on one of the side tables as you closely followed behind her.
"Trying to figure out where he put his dancing shoes," Hoseok stated, lying back on the chair he was sitting in. "Hi, y/n."
You softly waved, seeing that Taehyung and Yoongi were sitting right next to him. Tae was too busy playing some game on his phone to notice your presence as Yoongi just gave you a brief glimpse before going on his phone as well.
"What took you forever to get here?" Jungkook asked, pulling up a seat right next to you on one of the empty tables you sat in. You felt Jimin sit next to him, waiting for your answer.
"Violet couldn't leave the house without shaving her face," you whispered, hoping she didn't hear that or else she would come up with something 10x worse to joke about you.
"I did notice something was different about her," Jimin joked, making you all laugh.
After talking for some time as your sister kept trying to call her fiancee, you heard the slam of a door with the sounds of footsteps nearing.
It appeared that Namjoon probably found his shoes with the help of Jin as they both ran in together, breathing a little heavy as your sister put her hand on her hip.
"Ready," he smiled, trying not to provoke your sister anymore.
Knowing your sister, she was probably going to hire some dance teacher to teach you guys proper techniques. What you did not know was that this instructor was going to make you freestyle your own ending steps with your partners.
Or at least that's what the instructor mentioned after they showed up fifteen minutes late due to "traffic."
But now that they have said it, no one knew who their partners were.
"Time for the moment everyone's been waiting for," your sister stomped her feet and motioned everyone to come near her. Once we did so, she asked, "who wants to know first?"
Jungkook raised his hand quickly. "Me!"
"I think we should make this a little fun," Violet smirked. "Let's write the pair's names on paper, randomly mix them in a bowl and then draw."
Namjoon nodded, not really caring too much about how this was going to be done. He just wanted to begin lessons, already knowing that he wasn't quite the best when it came to body movements only for the world to see.
You were despising every second of this. As the clock kept on ticking, you kept thinking about who your partner would be.
It's not like anyone here was truly horrible- or so you thought.
Plus, you had a high chance of getting the three boys you loved to death. However, your sister did say Jimin and Taehyung were out of the picture, so your only hope was your cousin.
But in your opinion, you weren't familiar with Namjoon's friends. Jin seemed like a sweetheart, but maybe the close proximity of dancing with someone who was practically a stranger was getting in your head.
The main person you were worried about was Yoongi.
It's not like you completely disliked him, you never dislike anyone unless you had a reason to. It was that you didn't know him.
You didn't know Jin either, but the difference was Jin made an effort to communicate to others. Yoongi just sits there with a blank expression, making you question if he is judging or ignoring you.
It's quite intimidating, really.
And with you being extremely quiet too, well... two quiet people don't really work well- or in a situation where both have to actively dance.
"Jimin and Leia!" you heard Namjoon announce.
Damn.
"Sorry, y/n," Jimin mouthed, making you swat your hand in reassurance that you were fine. I guess he's known you for so long to understand how frightening this was for you.
But you're a big girl, you'll get through this.
"Taehyung and Yuna!" Your sister roared.
Okay, maybe not.
Finally, after Hoseok and Jin were called, your nerves were getting to you. Now was not the time to overthink, whatever happens- happens.
Jungkook wasn't making this easier as he kept waving his arms around, mouthing the words "we're definitely partners." And for a split second, you began to believe him.
Well, that was until-
"Y/n and Yoongi," Namjoon called out, making your face fall. Violet began clapping her hands while her fiancee proudly smiled.
Feeling your face turn red, you continue staring at Namjoon as he slowly tilted his head to the side for you to go to your new partner, in which you responded with continuing on your stare.
It felt like hours before you felt someone's presence beside you, causing Namjoon to fix his attention back to announcing who's Jungkook's partner was going to be.
Moving your head slightly to the right, you could make out the bright blonde hair immediately. Yoongi was sitting next to you, oh my-
"I guess we're uh- partners?" he lightly squinted his eyes before looking directly at your own.
You felt weak at the knees by this eye contact, how are you going to make it through the week?
"R-right," you began, mentally screaming at yourself for stuttering "I mean right! Yeah, how uhm..cool?"
"Not really," he sighed, making your eyes widen. Was he really not that happy by this decision? "I don't dance much"
Relief hit you by his answer, okay maybe he doesn't hate you. "Don't worry, I'm on the same boat."
"Namjoon knows I don't do any of this," Yoongi cringed to himself. Does he mean dancing? "I'm sure your sister knows you aren't great either, they should have just partnered us up with someone who wasn't going to make us look humiliating."
Ouch, that stung.
You shut your mouth, not sure what to reply. You understood his point, but at the same time you didn't. It was beginning to become clear now that maybe he wasn't happy with this setup.
"Are we ready to begin?" you heard the instructor exclaim, causing you to look past Yoongi in which you were grateful this small conversation would have to be cut. "Please come forward and spread out, only your partners should be near you!"
Rubbing your fingers, you slowly followed after Yoongi who took the lead towards the middle of the spaced out "dance floor," or the only area in this room that did not have folding tables. The two of you ended up on the side while the others placed themselves throughout the middle and front of the teacher.
After listening to him ramble on about the needed chemistry between partners and showing how our hands must be placed on his practice dummy, who was Namjoon- which Violet did not like, it was time for everyone else to follow.
"Remember, the men are the leads! Take your lady's hand with your left and place your right on her hip! I want to feel the sexual tension from here!"
"Or a comfortable tension," Namjoon interfered.
Looking up at Yoongi, you saw him dully take his left hand out to grab your right one. By his lack of emotion, it triggered you to malfunction and embarrass the hell out of yourself.
He could feel how stiff your body was once he grabbed your hand, beginning to place his right hand behind on your mid back.
"Closer!" the instructor popped out of nowhere, causing you to flinch and almost trip over Yoongi's shoes. Yes, you just stepped on his shoes- he probably hates you now. "Hand on hip! You'll get the rhythm faster."
"No thanks, I'd rather not," Yoongi plainly stated, but was pushed inches away from your face when the instructor pushed you both forward.
You tried your best to look anywhere then at him, but it was incredibly hard. You did catch him throwing out a few glances a few times, but he would always divert his attention somewhere else when he noticed how uncomfortable you reacted to it.
"Do y-you think we should do what they are doing?" You asked, referring to steps that were just given to follow. Everybody else were figuring out the new footwork, but your partner just stood there as if he wanted to die already.
He simply just ignored you, only looking at what Jungkook and his partner were doing. In which, your cousin was swinging the poor girl around while she tried to slow him down in fear.
God, you wish this was over already.
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"So...how did you like it?!" Violet questioned, sitting down on the bed in your old bedroom while you hid under the blankets. "It was fun, huh?"
"You call that fun?" You groaned, sitting up. "I want a new partner."
"What? No way! Yoongi will be hurt you wanted to switch."
"How if he was the one who questioned why we weren't switched in the first place?"
Violet gasped, "He said that?"
Nodding, you wiped some hair away from your face. "He also refused to put his hand on my hip. Is my body too gross for him or what?"
It did hurt your feelings he wouldn't listen to the basic suggestions, but if he didn't want to then there was nothing you could do.
"Maybe it was a respect thing- like to make sure he wasn't crossing any boundaries?"
Thinking about it for a second, she could be right.
"We just don't mix well, he would just ignore me any time I asked questions or spoke up," You sighed. "Please change my partner-"
"-I can't, we already began rehearsals," She cut you off.
"But we only learned basic steps! I can dance with a whole other human being and get it down with them! Please, please-"
"-no-"
"I can tell he despises every minute of this," You whine. "He's not into it and I'm just holding him back! You already know how scary this is to throw myself out there for this dance, at least let me be with someone who seems comfortable with me. It'll make me less anxious."
Your sister gave you a look, taking her time to think hard about this. She wanted you to feel fully comfortable, but it would be so unfair to switch partners the next day after announcing them.
"You know I want you to feel at your best, but the decision has been made and I-"
"If you let me switch I'll clean your room for a year," You rambled.
She rolled her eyes, "nice try, you don't even live nearby!"
"I'll send you money to buy your favorite meals twice a month!"
Violet gave you a stern look. "Y/n, no means no. I-"
"I'll say a speech at your wedding!"
That made her shut up.
This shocked you too because you avoided this topic from the start when she told you she was engaged. You hated talking, better yet- talking in front of people? No way, impossible to do!
"You would never, you can't even order your food without stuttering."
She didn't have to come at you like that..
"I promise!" you begged, jumping in front of her as she rolled her eyes.
Hearing her sigh, you felt weight being lifted off your shoulder. "Fine! You can have Hoseok, he's a quick learner anyway."
Almost making your sister fall off the bed as you tackled her in a hug, you cheered. "Thank you! Thank you! Tha-"
"Shut up already," she scrunched her face, pushing you off harshly. "I'm only doing this because you seem to feel really uncomfortable being near him and my sister instincts are going off."
You nodded quickly, trying to be on your best behavior so she doesn't change her mind.
"It kind of sucks though," she shrugged. "Namjoon and I thought you would be the perfect fit, you two are so alike"
"Being antisocial doesn't automatically mean we'll hit it off."
"Sorry, wouldn't know what that's like," she smiled and stood up from your bed. "I'm gonna go check on mom and the centerpieces, you should text Hobi a heads up for this week."
Once she left the room, you pulled out your phone to text him. You hope you weren't being a total bitch for doing this, but you doubt Yoongi would get offended.
He was the one who suggested it.
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My shoujo ass cant stop thinking of kenma and masaki wit my baby sai...................
Kaleidoscope Series—Clouds and Mochi Chapters: { First Princess }
—Gojo Satoru X Wife Reader
𑁍 Genre: fluff, domestic life, parenthood
𑁍 WC/CW/TW: (1.7k)—/overprotective Dad Satoru, he's having a girl dad dilemma, lovey-dovey moments, fluff, overall domestic life, 3rd munchkins cameo, slight mention of jujutsu society, childhood friends—/
𑁍 A/N: Trick or Treat! And Satoru got the treat from his Baby Cat! In exchange for a stomachache~
Gojo Satoru... never in his life thought he would die this early...
He can't believe time has passed so much that his bones are starting to hurt when he moves or that his already white hair can get any whiter... or that—
"Love... I have never once doubted where our kids got their drama skills." You sighed, interrupting his monologue.
"Baby!" Your husband whined from the couch and stomped his feet. "She's just 13!"
"Exactly... Calm down 'Toru." You sighed and wiped your hands on your apron. You could see Kouki watching over his two younger siblings in the backyard... Satoru, on the other hand, is having a midlife crisis because of his first daughter.
Barefooted, he trudged to the kitchen and hugged you from the back, a petulant pout on his lips.
"I should have taught her to kick harder as a kid. Maybe I should enroll our daughters in an all-girls school instead. It's not too late y—"
You stuff his mouth with the mochi you're making, effectively shutting him up and, at the same time, calming him down. His ranting turned to munching, and his chattering mouth soon turned to a chin resting on your shoulder while you make snacks for the kids with a husband stuck to your back, hugging you like a teddy bear, asking for bites of what you're making.
You wiped your hand after putting the new batch of brownies you made in the oven.
"You know Saika would never intentionally do anything to make you disappointed. But she's a growing girl, a very good girl at that. Barring her from exploring will not solve the problem." You sighed and turned around to stare at your husband's pouting lips. Gosh, he never grew up from the pouting phase. "If we try to stop her from exploring, she might tend to be sneaky instead. How can we give her guidance if she doesn't feel accepted?" You smiled at Satoru, washing off his worries with your words.
"I know... It's just that..." Satoru blew out a frustrated sigh. "I don't want her to get hurt. She's too young for this, y'know..." He hugged you, burying his face in your neck.
You inhale a large breath and pat his back, empathizing with your husband and his dilemma for being a girl dad. You wonder if you'll ever feel this too with your sons... Or if your husband is simply just being the sensitive big teddy bear he is.
"Y'know, Love..." You trailed and took his face in your hands. "I hate to break it to you like this, but..." You chuckled. "Saika is just with her classmates doing a school project."
Saika has been telling you for one week straight how she's so excited to go over to her friend's house for the first time and do their project, something about some baking activity in home economics, which you agreed with delight. Satoru was also happy about it... until he asked who was her group partners.
"Masaki and Kenma and Iori, and..."
The rest of her partners were ignored the second Satoru heard familiar names.
"Masaki... Kenma?"
"Still! Did you see how that Chiba boy dared come to my doorstep every Tuesday morning to pick up my Cat? That brat, when he grows up, I swear when he grows u—"
You poked his cheeks with your fingers, stopping his plans.
"Baby, you see that?" You pointed to your eldest son, making flower crowns for his youngest sister while his younger brother kept climbing on his back. "You and Kouki have been watching over her since she was born. Do you think your son will be this calm if he doesn't trust Saika's friends? We both know how protective he is of her sister, and he knows Masaki because he goes to school with him almost daily."
You kissed Satoru's frowning brow, easing his temples while his arms remained around your waist, still with the bit of pout on his lips but not as hysterical as earlier.
"Can you blame me? I'm clingy with my first princess." Satoru sighed. "She was so tiny when I first held her. I was so scared if I breathed too deep, she would cry. She's so precious and fragile that I can't handle it. If she cries, it would crush me..." Satoru's words were muffled as he sank into your arms.
"Mnnn... I know. Must prepare our youngest girl if you suddenly bawl out when she finally gets a boyfriend two decades later.
You didn't have to pull his face up to your eyes to know how Satoru turned several shades paler and sucked a nervous gasp against your collarbone. You saw your two youngest munchkins run to the front yard and the famous single-double tone of knock on your doorsteps.
He left you as quick as a bullet train and ran to the door where, as expected, his Cat was, holding a basket of sweets, and behind her... was someone Satoru would pronounce as his mortal enemy years from now.
Maybe because Masaki is the one he often sees, Satoru never really paid attention to Kenma. That was a long time ago. Saika was just a toddler back then, oblivious to what a 'boyfriend' meant, and took it too literally as a male friend.
"Papa! Look, I made mochi for you!" Saika's eyes lit up, and excitedly enumerated the sweet he brought home for everyone.
"Hey Princess, did you make all these? Lemme have this one~" Satoru looked in the basket and got a cheese stick, then praised his daughter for making them very good... that's a lie, it tastes like the Baumkuchen you threw out coz it was three days expired. But he can't possibly say that in front of his precious daughter, who will probably cause him to go in and out of the toilet later.
"Sir, good afternoon."
A serious voice greeted Satoru.
In his straight stance, hands behind his back and feet against each other, Masaki bowed to Satoru. Saika was used to this. Masaki would greet her Papa, and her Papa would grunt with the same constipated look he always had every time Masaki came into their home.
"Masaki-kun, thank you for bringing Saika home safely." You appeared behind Satoru with a smile. The kid looked up and greeted you formally as well.
"Good afternoon, Lady Y/n..." The young boy visibly softened his stance at your sight, but when he saw Satoru watching him like a hawk, Masaki instantly straightened up again like a soldier under his supervisor's stern glare.
"How about you come inside for tea, Masaki-kun? I made some baklava." You warmly invited, patting Satoru's shoulder in silent warning. Saika already went inside, calling her siblings.
"I... I'd love to, Lady Y/n, but my mother told me to be home by 3 in the afternoon." The boy looked a bit somber as he turned down your offer. You know his parents are stricter than others, so you cannot find fault in such an answer.
"Then next time, I'll make some milk pan. Saika loves those." You didn't miss how his eyes sparkled at your offer and the subtle scoff of Satoru on the side.
The kid waved goodbye, but just then, a rushing Saika almost collided with you in the hallway. She ran past you and Satoru towards Masaki, who was already at the gate.
You couldn't hear what they were saying, but based on the cellophane-wrapped baklava your daughter was handing towards Masaki, you could only chuckle and hold down the hand of your seething husband, dragging him a little more inside the house, just enough so the two of you can spy on the kids.
Your husband silently huffs and walks into the house, holding the basket of sweets Saika brought home, calling the kids to share the treat. Though you didn't miss how he ordered his men to watch over Masaki to make sure the boy reached the Chiba Estate safely.
Later that night, you saw Satoru talking to Saika over an ice cream, the two of them huddled up on the couch, playing some Mario Kart.
"Papa doesn't like Masaki, Mama?" Kouki, in his pajamas, walked closer to you, asking you to dry his long hair from the shower.
"You know your Papa, you'd never hear the end of it if it comes to boys." You carefully wring out the excess water from his artic tresses while he hummed and stared at his sister and father fighting over the last spoon of the ice cream.
"Masaki is better," Kouki said with a long look.
"Why so?" Oh? You quirk a brow at your eldest's remark.
"His family is a branch of the Gojo Clan, though the Chiba clan is a minor family, at least that lessens the complexity of explaining about normal citizens and sorcerers." Kouki huffs.
"Since when did my son start thinking of this stuff? Sweetheart? Is that all?" You chuckled and hugged your eldest, pinching his nose.
"Of course, it also makes it easier to hunt him down if he hurts Cat's feelings," Kouki grumbled with a pout. Just like his father, thankfully, your youngest son is just a toddler, or else you don't know how to keep your three boys from guarding their sister like an apparition against other men.
"Mama! That's unfair. You didn't comb my hair tonight." Saika called from the living room as she saw her brother all fluffy and well-groomed from your hands.
"I can comb it for you, Cat!" Satoru added. Kouki soon joined the huddle, poking fun at his sister.
Needless to say, whoever tries to ask for your daughter's hand, they'll have to go through a lot. She is, after all, the first princess of the most important boys in her life... Just like that, you can't help but wish that if ever... she did find the man of her life, he would treat her as precious as you all have treasured her... Just like how her father has cherished you, or maybe even more.
Satoru chuckled and put down the comb.
"See, my Little Treasure is as pretty as ever!"
—GreyCaelum
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Wrong Number, Right Day
Chapter One: Good Deed of the Day
Gaz x Female Reader
Warnings: None
Word Count: 526 words
Summary: Kyle gets a wrong number text but decides to be a little generous that day.
Notes: I wrote this on my phone on breaks in between jobs. No editing.
Kyle groaned as he body refused to relax. His muscles still tight and tense, despite the flight home and the bar with the others. The piss poor alcohol had done nothing to ease Kyle’s stresses either. He ignored the constant buzzing of his phone on the table. Soap was probably sending updates on whether or not he’d managed to make any leeway with Ghost.
Soap had been trying to get in the Lieutenant’s pants for a while now. Kyle could tell by watching that Ghost was interested but never made a move. The little ways he took care of Soap. Making sure he was get checked out by medical. Doing check ins while at the safe house. Getting water and food into him. Subtly touching his shoulder when stressed. All these little things, and some alcohol, led Kyle to stupidly mention all of it to Soap.
So now the man was determined to get Ghost ti break first. Another buzz of his phone finally annoyed Kyle enough that he reached for it. Of course he had like 16 texts from Soap. As he opened his phone he noticed one was from a number he didn’t recognize. Opening the text he blinked stupidly at the text.
Unknown: Seriously Kyle I need the rest of the money.
Who the hell was it? Probably a wrong number. Cause the only person he owed money was Ghost. And he was letting him cover the next round of drinks instead. Kyle quickly started to type a response when Soap sent him another message making his phone buzz and Kyle’s alcohol fuzzy brain was spooked. His finger slipped across the phone.
Kyle: Sorry w
Shit. He’d hit send to early. Before he could respond again he got a flurry of texts.
Unknown: please
Unknown: kyle
Unknown: he said he’ll kick us ouyr
Unknown: *out
Unknown: im already working thre jobs just to cover what you can’t
Unknown: im not trying to make you feel bad but i cant afford food for a few weeks to cover this
Unknown: and don’t ask me to not feed your dog again
Unknown: he has to eat kyle
Whoever this Kyle was, he sounded like a fucking prick. This poor thing busting their ass just to get by. And to not feed his own dog? Kyle pulled up his bank real quick. As long as it wasn’t ridiculous, he could probably afford to send some money.
Kyle: How much?
Unknown: thak uo!!!!!
Unknown: just the last $250 and then well b god
Unknown: *good
Unknown: u still have my link?
Kyle: Please send it again.
Unknown: here ya go
Kyle: Sent $500
Unknown: what no! i just needed the rent!
Unknown: you need money for food!
Unknown: kyle take the other back!
Unknown: kyle!!!
Kyle: For your troubles. Going to sleep. Goodnight, love.
Kyle leaned back against the couch, his body finally releasing all of its tension. For some reason being able to help someone in a tangible way made him feel better. He could hear the buzzing of his phone but it lulled him into a soft sleep now instead of annoying him.
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feather , part 22
“ with you out my life ”
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like i said in my other post i’ve been so tied up in school it’s been hard to get these chapters out WITH GOOD QUALITY
nonetheless i hope it was still enjoyable albeit late 😭
also i forgot to mention but u mightve noticed the song lyric at the beginning of the chapter is NOT in order (yes it annoys me) but i didnt wanna repeat lyrics so that’s just how i’m gonna put them in for the rest of the song: if the lyric has been repeated then i’ll skip it til i get to the next new one 🙏🙏
tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys
#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes x y/n#luke hughes fic#luke hughes fanfic#luke hughes#quinn hughes#jack hughes#alex turcotte#cole caufield#trevor zegras#jamie drysdale#ethan edwards#dylan duke#mark estapa#mackie samoskevich#adam fantilli#rutger mcgroarty#luca fantilli
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CHIFUYU FANFIC
☆-----------------pervert part. 4
☆---------------------------------dear diary
Warnings::gets a little suggestive at the end, vulgar language
Genre:: it's quite dramatic...enemies to lovers (if u squint) School era
A/N::this is my fav chapter...you have no idea how much I love this but your gonna have to read to find out why
Taglist:: @main-character0 @i-literally-cant-with-this @stayarmymoa-atiny
It had been about 3 weeks since you and Chifuyu started getting to really know each other. You were out with your friends and your parents were out for a business dinner across town. Meanwhile, Chifuyu was at your door. He knocked and rang the doorbell but there was no answer. He decided to crawl into your house through the window. He fell onto your desk and sent things flying. He picked everything up and set it back as normal as possible. He saw your diary but refused to look at it. He looked around the room. He couldn't believe he was in a girl's room. He saw all of your Skincare, haircare, and nail care and he got curious. He examined all the stuff and found some perfume. He sprayed it twice and it smelt just like you usually do. He blushed and put it back. He carefully sat on your bed and pondered what to do from there. He soaked in all the factors of your room and decided he'd leave in about 5 minutes if you didn't show up.
His eyes fell upon your diary again and the urge to look through it became unbearable. He ended up looking through it a little but if he stumbled upon something too personal he wouldn't read on. He'd just let it be. He then saw his name. He continued to read on and found out the feelings you had about him. Every thought you had late at night when you thought about him. How every time you saw him your heart fluttered. He didn't know how to respond so he closed it and put it back. As for telling you about it? It was a future decision for him. He then heard you get home. He sat on your desk chair trying to play it cool. You walked in and dropped your bags.
"What are you doing here Chifuyu!?" You said surprised. He shrugged.
"I guess I just wanted to see you," he chuckled. You sighed and sat your bag on your bed.
"You reorganized my desk?" You raised an eyebrow at him.
"Y-Yeah, I came in through the…window," he blushed as he realized how weird that sounded. "I tried to put it back the way it was but I couldn't really remember," he chuckled awkwardly and you went over to your desk. Looking at where everything is now.
"My diary…" you said as you looked at it, misplaced. "It's moved," you said without looking at him.
"I-I didn't really mean to-" he started but all you could do was wonder if he saw what you said about him.
"Did you see what I said about you?" You asked as you picked it up. Chifuyu hesitated.
"Y-yes," he blushed. You threw your book on your bed angrily. Chifuyu looked shocked and watched as you sat on your bed and covered your face. He didn't know what to say, how could he comfort you? "Y/N…it's okay," he sat next to you and you looked up at him with tears streaming down your face. Fuyu was shocked. He was surprised this was such a big deal to you and now he felt even more guilty.
"I know it's stupid that I'm crying," your breath hitched as you wiped away your tears but they just kept coming.
"No! No, no, I-I'm sorry I really shouldn't have invaded your privacy," he rubbed your back. "You have every right to be mad or upset at me," he said as he held your cheek to look up at him. Your heart skipped a beat as his warm hand covered your cheek, his aqua eyes looking at you with a sparkle. "But I can…we can either pretend this never happened or talk it out. Whatever you want…" he sighed as the guilt came over him like a wave. Seeing you crying like this…again made him break. You shook your head.
"I want you to decide. I can move on and I can talk it out. It's up to you," you wipe away your tears again.
"All I have to say is…I love you," he blushed and looked away. You looked up at him shocked.
"What?" You laughed in disbelief. He grabbed your shoulders.
"I. Love. You. I have for so damn long but I was so full of myself I couldn't bring myself to even approach you!" He slicked his hair back with his fingers. You sighed in relief.
"You jerk! You could've started with that!" You said as you hit him playfully. He rubbed his arm as he frowned at you.
"You were going through a lot of emotions. I didn't want to overstimulate you or something," he blushed and you laid back on your bed.
"Were you gonna tell me at some point?" You asked as he laid down next to you as well.
"Honestly, I don't know," he rolled over and looked at you. "I was planning on waiting quite a while before saying anything. I honestly thought Baji was gonna spoil it at some point," he chuckled and you giggled with him. You grabbed his hand softly and held it close to your chest. He blushed as he looked at his hand and back to your face.
"When did you start liking me?" You asked softly as the sun started setting.
"About a year ago I think," he said with tired eyes. Just then your phone started ringing. You sat up and answered the call. It was your mom on the other line. She told you that her and dad were going to be staying out of town for the night due to the bad weather down there. A lot of the streets had been closed off so it would be difficult to go home at this hour. You looked at Chifuyu with a grin.
"Okay, mum!" You said before hanging up the phone. You lay on your stomach and kicked your feet as you tossed the phone away
"What was that about?" He smiled at you.
"My parents are staying out of town for the night!" You smiled at him and his face lit up. "So it's just me and you," you said as you pinched his cheek. "I wasn't really expecting guests tonight so I have a few things to do but other than that we can just hang out," you shrugged. Chifuyu nodded.
"That's alright, I came here unannounced," he chuckled remembering how he climbed in through your window just to see you.
"I'm going to get a shower, I wouldn't mind if you joined me," you sat up and took off your sweater. He blushed and looked shocked. "I mean like you talk to me in the bathroom. Not you in the shower with me," you sighed.
"R-Right! I knew that…" he blushed and looked away.
☆—------------------------ later that evening
You were in the shower washing your hair as Chifuyu sat in the bathroom with a yo-yo. Doing tricks with it.
"I didn't know you played with Yo-Yos," you chuckled as you washed the conditioner out of your hair.
"Yeah I'm not allowed to bring them to school but I have a huge collection in my room," he smiled as he spun the yo-yo around his fingers.
"You should teach me some tricks sometime," you smiled as you turned off the shower and prepared a bath. He blushed and smiled.
"You really want to learn yoyo with me?" He asked with a surprised but happy voice.
"I mean yeah. That's what I just said wasn't it?" You chuckle.
"Y-Yeah!"
"Also I know your whole house situation isn't the best but I really want to see it sometime. Especially Peke J," you giggled as you soaked in the warm water.
"At some point, I can make it work," he chuckled before there was silence. "So about what happened earlier. Are you my girlfriend now?" He asked shyly.
"Of course. As long as you want me to be-"
"Yes!" He said eagerly. "I-I mean yeah…" you chuckled at his enthusiasm.
☆—-------------------
After getting out of the bath and doing some laundry (which Chifuyu followed you doing) you got to sit down and talk to Chifuyu. You did what you usually do, talking, telling stupid stories, and having the odd cute moment. Then Chifuyu taught you a yoyo trick. He was going to teach you the simple rockabye baby trick but you were having some difficulty. He stood behind you and held your wrists gently. Showing you the motion but all you could think about was his body pressed against yours.
"And then you flick it over this finger like this," he said as his veiny hands guided you through the motion. You blushed as you finally got it. "There you go! And then swing," he said as he swayed your body with him. You then lost your balance and fell on top of him. Your arms were next to his head as your hands were tied by the yoyo. The yoyo swung in his face as he looked up at you. His face was covered in blush as you laid on top of him. There wasn't a single sound to be heard other than his heavy breath and your pounding heart.
"S-sorry…" you blushed and went to get up but Chifuyu grabbed your waist. He avoided looking at you as he blushed.
"Can we stay like this for a while…it feels…" he paused and tried to look for the right word.
"Nice," you smiled and he looked at you shocked. "I'd just like my hands untied," you chuckled.
"R-Right," he blushed as he untied your fingers. He flicked the yoyo up and caught it all tied up. His hands and fingers were very coordinated and strong. You blushed as your mind went places. "You like my hands don't you?" He chuckled as he noticed your eyes glued to his hands.
"Y-Yeah," you blushed as you realized you got caught.
"The things I could do to you with them~" he smirked as he tucked your hair back.
To be continued...
#tokyo revengers chifuyu#tokyo revengers headcanons#tokyo revengers fanart#tokyo revengers manga#tokrev#tokyo rev#tokyo manji gang#tokyo revengers spoilers#tokyo revengers#tokyo rev x reader#tokyo rev smut#tokyo rev x you#tokyo rev x y/n
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babel, and why i love it (SPOILERS!!!!)
ok im terribly late to reading it, for its not sold in many places where i live, so i found the pdf luckily.
babel is a book about colonialism and racism and oppression, it is about revolution and battling your inner conscience (in my opinion at least, i'll elaborate later). it tells the story of robin swift coming to the prestigious royal institute of translation or better known as babel, where during his yrs there he discovers that the glamourous oxford university isnt such a righteous place. his loyalty is tested, blood is shed and tears fall which leads up to a revolution to stop an incoming war.
there are many reviews regarding how its racist to white ppl (which is astounding to even think about) and that its not accurate as women werent allowed to go to university in the 1830s but im not going to talk about that, that much. i wanted to speak on the actual translation/language aspect of it.
throughout the book, translation and language r some of the main themes (obviously) but the impact it has on the people, both in the book and irl is smth i havent seen anyone mention. language isnt just a form of communication but it is part of our culture, it is part of our identity, and during colonial times many languages suffered, they were being erased as they were "barbaric" or "strange" they were banned and anyone who spoke them was punished like in victoires chapter. robin, ramy and victoire all can barely speak their native languages, robin has almost fogotten cantonese, ramy has very basic knowledge of bengali and victoire is never given a chance or is permitted to speak in haitian creole. they lost one of the main things that connects them to their motherland, they only have their appearance left. they will never be able to talk to their ppl properly.
victoire was frustrated that haitian creole isnt recognised as a proper language like how in their exams, her match-pair wouldnt be counted properly as haitian creole wouldnt be used much hence its "useless" in the eyes of prof. leblanc. she was beaten when she would speak haitian croele in her house in france. when she first came to babel she was correcting herself from "kreyol" to "haitian creole" and was unsure if she could even study it.
robin realised that prof.lovell actually knew more than him about his own language, his mother tongue. he could barely stand being back in canton and he felt isolated in a way as everything changed and was new and so was the language even though he was born hearing and speaking it.
not much is talked about this with ramy except that he barely knows bengali, even though hes fluent in english, latin, greek, arabic, persian and urdu. he knows 6 languages and in his chapter he is sed to "absorb languages like a sponge" and that he recited poems or writing in other languages he didnt know perfectly, even down to tone, only after having it read to him once but he barely knows his mother tongue.
this relates to modern times as many languages of previously colonised countries rely on english words like in india u will barely hear the word pathshala, instead u will hear school. in mauritian creole when people speak they will slip in english words, like "netwai whiteboard la" which means clean the whiteboard.
we dont know our language fully because of the erasure of them.
theres also 1st gen immigrant children where their mother tongue is smth they barely hear or they forgot after a while, they feel so incredibly disconnected once they realise. this is how robin is and this is how i am too, i was born in europe, then at 7 i moved to england and now im somewhere entirely different, i dont remember my mother tongue, i dont dream in it. which ultimately makes u lose ur voice in a metaphorical way.
u cant speak because u dont know how.
another important thing is the purposeful mistranslations and burning of books, thats not fully discussed in the book although it would have been a nice touch. colonisers purposefully mistranslated things to control the masses because when they burnt our books, they burnt our language, knowledge and people. and the exploitation of our languages like the statue at univ of william jones sitting at desk and 3 hindu sages on the floor infront of him exists, and how missionaries were taught our languages to help in conversion.
now onto the 1830s inaccuracies and racism:
its the fucking 1830s do u think white ppl were nice to poc at this time, like slavery just ended in the eyes of the law for britain but still continued in other places like america. reverse racism doesnt exist, white ppl can be prejudiced against but u lot r not oppressed and never will be, u lot wont be killed for being white, so stop crying. and about the women wouldnt be at university in the 1830s thing its fiction, r.f. kuang took some liberties.
and that is all i have to say, dont start an argument, anyways babel is great, go read it!!
#babel an arcane history#babel or the necessity of violence#babel#babel rf kuang#robin swift#ramiz rafi mirza#ramy mirza#victoire desgraves#letitia price
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Idk if ur taking request butttttt can we have another chapter of “bleeding out” where they are all preparing for the baby buttt when the time comes angst comes idk like u cant put spice into it like something happens to Wanda or nat or reader is away on a mission and Wanda won’t have the baby till they come which causes complications or idk like mostly fluff with a bit of angst or like all angst but fluffy ending yk where theirs complications with Wanda but they end up having twins (you can chose the gender) or idk triplets that would be cool lmfao but idk I kinda wanna see the time during the pregnancy and the arrival of the pregnancy yk yk idk i im just excited to like see what would happen and me saying idk a lot is just me getting anxiety typing this and getting all giddy lmao but of course only if u want to you don’t have to :)) <33
Bleeding Out, part 5
Authors note: again, sorry this took so long.
Authors note 2: This is the final chapter for this fic, I really hope you all enjoyed it and I can't thank you all enough for reading 💖
Word count: 3687
Warnings: angsty with happy end
WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist Bleeding Out Masterlist
The past few months have kept the three of you rather busy. After Wanda's first appointment with the doctor the three of you realized the small apartment wouldn't suffice for all of you so a housing search began. Thankfully house hunting was easy, as you all had relatively the same needs and wants for a home, and it didn’t take long to make the purchase, or pack. But moving and unpacking weren't the only things keeping you all busy.
Natasha has had to go to the compound a few times now, mostly due to paperwork for SHIELD or to help settle some sort of disagreement. Not to mention giving orders and assignments, as with Tony back in retirement and Steve newly in it she was back to being in command. You’ve been doing the same, only not for being a leader. Instead you've been helping Maria train the newer SHIELD recruits. And both of you had strict rules from Wanda, no missions.
And Wanda, well she was in full mother hen mode. Every room now had evidence that your family was expanding. The kitchen had new cutlery, plates, sippy cups and bottles. The living room had bouncers, a playpen and toys. Your bedroom had a high tech monitor system hooked up to nearly every other room in the house. And of course, the twins' room had everything. Changing table, dressers, cribs, toys, blankets, pillows, clothes.
Now, of course Wanda hadn’t been the only one to set these things up. In fact you and Natasha hadn’t let her lift a finger when it came to anything that actually needed to be built, the two of you handled that. She handled the smaller things. Like organizing the clothes in the dressers and closet, or putting up decor.
But lately she's been feeling a bit more restless. Checking and rechecking that everything in each room was in its place, snapping at one of you if a stuffie or blanket was even a centimeter off from her previous check. Neither of you held it against her, you knew it was a mixture of hormones, excitement and anxiety that caused her to fuss so much. And you both tried your best to assure her everything was fine and convince her to sit and relax. Unfortunately for you though, getting her to relax wasn’t an option right now.
“What did you just say?”
You gulp, setting your keys down on the countertop “I uhm, well…Natasha, she….”
“Y/n” Wanda stresses as her hands for fists at her sides
“She left the compound. She's in the quinjet as we speak. I came home to tell you right away”
The Sokovians huffs out a humorless laugh, “Of course she is. Not like she has a family at home that will worry about her safety”
“That isn’t fair” you try to defend, but before you can finish your sentence she's interrupting you
“No, Y/n. What's not fair is watching you die. What's not fair is coming back to a world without Natasha. What's not fair is even with two lives growing inside of me, our babies, she can’t understand why I want the two of you home, with me” she explains, letting her sadness and worry show through her anger
“Oh, Wands” you coo, quickly pulling her into a hug and letting her cry on your shoulder, “Tasha understands, she does. She lost me too, and then she lost you. Trust me baby, she understands”
Wanda sniffles a bit, “Then why did she go? And why couldn’t she at least talk to me about it first”
“Because there wasn’t time to talk, love.” you tell her, kissing her temple, “Yelena was out on a mission. It wasn’t supposed to be anything too risky, but you know how things go. She got pinned down and called in for backup. You and I both know nothing and nobody could have stopped Tasha from being on that rescue team. That's her little sister”
“I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions like that” she admits, feeling guilty for thinking Natasha was back to her careless and reckless ways, “I just worry about you two. A lot. Even with mundane things like going out for milk or picking up something I’m craving. I just…I can’t be without either of you again. Especially not now. The boys will need you both just as much as I do”
“I know baby, I know” you reassure her, guiding her to the kitchen island and helping her onto one of the seats, “I’ll make you some tea, ok? And I’ll check in with Tasha as frequently as you need me too”
She smiles at you, appreciative of your care and ability to help her be calm, “Thank you malysh(baby)”
You quickly move over to the stove and grab the kettle. You fill it up with an adequate amount of water before putting it on the stove to bring it to a boil. You stop for a brief moment to give her a peck on the check before heading over to the cupboard to grab her favorite tea.
“Oh!”
Wandas gasp pulls you from your task, “Baby, you ok?”
“I think my water just broke”
Your eyes widen in panic, “It did not”
“The puddle on the floor beneath me says otherwise”
You rush over to her side and sure enough, puddle. “But they aren’t due for another month!”
Despite the discomfort of the contractions that have started she giggles at your panicked response, “I don’t think they really care about that malysh(baby)”
“Right, sorry. You stay here, I’ll grab and load your bag and come back to help you”
She nods in agreement but you don’t even notice because you’ve already darted off towards the door to the garage. You quickly grab the car keys and Wanda's duffle bag and head into the garage. You toss the bag into the backseat and start the car before heading back inside to gather your girlfriend.
“Ok, cars ready so let's get you in it” you tell her as you help her stand
You help her get into the car and it takes all of your willpower not to peel out of the driveway like you're the star of the next Fast and Furious movie.
“We have to call Tasha” she says, as you concentrate on not getting caught at the next redlight
You nod, “Let's worry about getting to the hospital first. But I promise as soon as you're in a room I will call her”
You finally pull into the hospital parking lot and get Wanda inside. The nurses were quick to get her in a wheelchair so she didn’t have to stand while experiencing contractions, and it only took them a few minutes more to get the two of you into a room.
You pace at the back of the room while they get your girlfriend into a hospital gown, and help her get settled into the bed. The phone in your hand keeps ringing before going to voicemail for the third time, causing a knot of anxiety to build in your chest.
“Tasha, please babe. Answer the phone.” you mutter to the recording of her voice before trying again. But you only end up getting her voicemail again, “Baby, please. Wanda's water broke. We’re at the hospital now, but we need you here."
You hang up and dejectedly walk over to Wanda's bedside, you know the fact that you couldn't get ahold of Natasha is going to make her both worry for the Russians safety as well as be livid with her.
"How soon will she get here?"
You nervously scratch the back of your head, “Well, uh, I actually didn’t manage to get ahold of her”
The Sokovians eyes widen and her grip on the sheets tighten as another contraction hits her, “What do you mean? Y/n, she has to be here for this. She has to be”
“Shh, I know love. I know” you reassure her, cupping her face, “I’ll keep trying ok? Try not to worry too much over it. Just try to focus on you and the boys.”
Just then her doctor walks in and begins to check over your girlfriend and the babies. Everything with her and the babies is fine, all are healthy. But to Wanda's chagrin she's told that while she's not quite ready to deliver yet, it should only be a few more hours
“I can’t do it until my other girlfriend gets here. I can’t give birth to our boys without her”
She eyes her sympathetically, “I understand why this upsets you Miss Maximoff, but unfortunately there's no way to stop them from coming out once they are ready”
Two hours have passed now, and you're still frantically trying to get ahold of Nat while Wanda holds your other hand in a vice-like grip. You don’t mind though because you know if your anxiety is through the roof at this situation then hers must be the height of the Empire State building.
“Still no answer. Nothing from Yelena either”
A few tears roll down Wanda's cheeks, “What if she's hurt? What if…what if something really bad has happened and she lying out there wondering if she’ll ever see us again”
“Hey, hey. Come on baby, don’t think like that” you try to calm both yourself and her, brushings her tears away
“How can I not?!” she practically sobs, “She wasn’t supposed to be out there Y/n, she was supposed to be at home. She's supposed to be here. And she's not.”
“I know love” You sigh, “But this is Tasha we’re talking about. Do you really think she's going to let anyone or anything stop her from coming back home to us?”
Her lower lip trembles, “I don’t- Oh!”
“What is it?”
“The contractions” she grits out, cradling her belly, “They’re getting more painful”
A few contractions later her doctor comes back into the room to check on Wanda's progress, “I’m going to lift your gown now Miss Maximoff to check on you, alright?”
Your girlfriend nods her approval, and while she originally thought this part would excite her she finds herself filled with dread instead. She's not ready to do this. Not without Natasha by her side too. Not without knowing if her other girlfriend is even alive right now.
“Okay, well you’re fully dilated now, so it’s time to get you ready to push.”
Wanda shakes her head, “No. No, I can’t”
“My love, you have to get ready. The boys are ready to join us” you tell her, trying not to let any tears of your own fall
“No! Not without Tasha!” she sobs, grasping onto you tightly, “Please, please I need Tasha to be here too!”
“Baby, I- ”
You're interrupted by a woman's shriek a few doors down, but before you can question the doctor to make sure everything is alright a familiar goofy voice rings out, “Oh! Sorry! That's my mistake ma'am, wrong room!”
“Clint I swear to god, if I miss the birth of my sons because you forgot what room….”
“I didn't forget! The lady at the desk said room 36!” he defends, “Thes sixes and eights just look too much alike when you have a concussion!”
You can feel all tension fade away from the woman holding your hand as she hears the familiar voices and the doctor, noticing the smiles on your faces moves out to the hall to gather everyone, “Excuse me, but this is the room you’re wanting”
Recognizing Wanda's doctor Natasha taps Yelena's shoulder repeatedly and the blonde quickly helps her sister into the room with Clint right behind them. The three are a sight for sore eyes, and honestly they look quite sore themselves.
A layer of sweat and grime covering each of them, and their bare skin sports a few scrapes and bruises. Clint's head is bandaged up, and he's holding an ice pack to a rather large bump, and his nose has a bandage over the bridge. Yelena's arm, the one that isn't wrapped around her sister's waist, is in a sling and her pinky and ring finger are wrapped up together. And Natasha, her left ankle and knee are both wrapped up with a makeshift boot supporting her.
“Tasha!” you call out, rushing to her and gently embracing her, “God, you had us worried sick!”
“I know, I know” she replies as you help her hop over to Wanda, who is quick to latch onto the hand Nat offers her, “I’m so sorry moya lyubov'(my loves). Yelena's phone and mine only had enough service to receive your voicemails, Clints took a bullet, and I couldn’t call from the quinjet because it took an emp blast”
“Yeah, we had to steal a helicopter just to get here” Yelena admits
“You stole a helicopter?” you tease
Clint nods and smiles proudly, “It's on the roof”
“I really am sorry” Nat says, bringing your attention and Wanda's back to her, “I didn’t mean to worry you both so much, or get hurt or be late
“Shhh” Wanda sighs, cupping the older woman's face, “You're safe, and you're here. That's all that matters”
As soon as she finishes the sentence another contraction hits her causing her to gasp out in pain. The way Natasha tenses next to you and her eyes rack over the pregnant woman in concern warms your heart and you wrap an arm around her to offer comfort
“It's ok babe, it's just a contraction. It’s normal”
“You're sure?” she asks, letting her hand rest on Wanda's belly
“Positive” the doctor replies for you as she stands at the end of the bed, “And with how close together they are now, it's time to push.”
Clint grabs a hold of Yelena's uninjured arms shoulder and makes a move towards the door, “We’ll be waiting out here”
A few nurses enter the room with a bassinet, ready to help the doctor and Wanda bring the boys into the world. They instruct her while you and Natasha help keep her as calm and comfortable as possible.
It takes Wanda two hours to push the larger of the two out, and his loud cries fill the room. You're smiling so wide your cheeks are hurting and Nat can hardly see him through her tears but she laughs at the way his little arms wiggle as the nurse cleans him.
“You did so good baby” you assure Wanda, running a hand through her sweaty hair
“And he's so active already” Nat adds in excitement
She smiles at you both, but it quickly turns into a grimace as the next twin gets ready to make his entrance. The doctor once again prompts her to push and a mere twenty minutes later he's being cleaned up by the nurses as her cries and coos.
“You did so good detka(baby)” Natasaha praises, kissing Wanda's forehead gently
“Can I see my boys?” she asks, barely managing to keep her tired eyes open
“Of course” the nurse cleaning her up says, signaling for one of the others to bring over the already cleaned up baby over to you all
Tears spill down the Sokovians cheeks when she sees his little face, its very reminiscent of her brothers. And Nat can't help but smile at the small amount of reddish brown hair that adorns the top of his head
“Hes perfect Wans” you exclaim, holding his little hand
Nat nods, “He really is.”
“He looks so much like Piet” Wanda admits, a sad smile on her face
“Then let's honor your brother, just as Clint did” Nat says looking to you for approval and you quickly nod, “William Pietro Maximoff-Romanoff”
Wanda's eyes widen, “You mean it? But what about your last name Y/n?”
“Of course we mean it” Nat assures
“And I’ve always liked your last names better. So when we marry, mine will cease to be. So no need to add it to the boys names”
“Marry?”
You and Nat laugh at how softly Wanda had squeaked out the word, “Of course. You didn’t think Y/n and I would get you magically knocked up and then not marry you, did you?”
“Well no, I figured it would come eventually” she admits, “But hearing that confirmed just makes me really happy”
Finally the other baby is brought over and Wanda takes him in her other arm. Your smile never falters when you see him, but Natasha can no longer hold back her tears. The smaller boy is the spitting image of the Russian, he even has her eyes
“He's perfect too” you exclaim, rubbing the redheads back
“He certainly is. If only he looked like someone we now too” Wanda playfully says, looking at Nat
“He looks like me.” she says, volume barely above a whisper
Wanda smiles at her, “He looks just like you dorogoy(darling)”
“You're your Mamas boy, aren’t you” you coo, tickling his chin, “Thomas Natan Maximoff-Romanoff”
Nats eyes fill with even more tears as you honor her with the closest male slavic name for his middle one, “Thank you my loves. Thank you.”
“Of course Tasha” Wanda replies, “Now tell their Aunt and Uncle to get in here and meet them”
Although Natasha is happy enough that she feels like she could simply float out into the hallway to grab them both, she is still nursing an injured leg. Something which you quickly remember.
“Stay here Tasha. I’ll get them.” you walk over to the door and open it, peeking around the doorframe, “Come meet your nephews”
Both practically scurry into the room after you and Clint can’t help but chuckle at how Nat already embodies a proud Mama, even still in her dirty post mission gear. He and Yelena sit on the opposite side of the bed from you and Nat and as soon as Yelena sees them she becomes emotional
“Oh sestra(sister), they're so squishy looking”
Clint laughs, “What she means is, they're beautiful”
“Yes, that too. But their cheeks are just so plump” she gasps as her eyes study Tommy more cleary, “Oh my god, he is just like you.”
“Wow, he really is the spitting image of you Nat and his brother, he looks just like….like…”
“Like Pietro” Wanda finishes with a smile
“Yeah. Just like Pietro”
“Well I hope you don’t mind that we took your idea Nat says, “His name is William Pietro Maximoff-Romanoff”
“Perfect. I’m sure Nathan won't mind sharing a middle name”
“But a mouthful” Yelena adds
“Billy for short. And his middle name will only be used when he's in trouble” Wanda adds
The blonde nods, “And what of my sestras(sisters) doppelganger, what's his name?”
“This is Thomas Natan Maximoff-Romanoff”
Yelena beams, “Beautiful.”
“Tommy for short?” Clint asks and Nat nods, “Billy and Tommy. I like it.”
“We do too” you tell him, gently scooping Billy out of a barely awake Wandas arm, “Rest love, Tasha and I will watch over them”
Nat follows your lead and goes to pick up Tommy but you slap her hand away. She looks at you for a moment, confused by your reaction until she glances down at her dirt covered hands. She smiles sheepishly and you merely shake your head as you stand.
“Y/n is right. Rest up” Nat tells her as you place Billy in the bassinet.
“Thank you moya lyubov'(my loves)” she mumbles, smiling as you come back and take Tommy from her
After you get him settled beside his brother you return and help Natasha to her feet and the two of you leave Wanda to rest while you admire your sons. You both practically melt when the boys both turn on their sides to face each other and wrap each other up in their embrace, and you wonder if this is how they looked the entire time they grew within Wanda.
“I love them so much already” Nat whispers
You nod, “I do too. And I love you. I’m glad you're alright.”
She turns to you and smiles, “I love you too, and nothing would have stopped me from coming back to the four of you”
You lean forward and capture her plush lips in a soft kiss, her hands instinctively find purchase on your waist as she savors the feel of having you close. Truth be told she had been scared she may not make it back in time, if at all, and she finds this embrace to be rather grounding.
Wanda smiles as she watches the two of you embrace, and as she shuts her eyes for some much needed sleep she feels whole for the first time in a long time. She will always miss her brother and parents, but knowing she’ll always have Clint and Yelena as family and getting to meet her boys has helped fill that void that she once thought would never close.
Now all she needed to do was talk you and Nat into a full retirement, so there would be no more scares like today. But that was a battle for another time, when she actually had energy. For now she’ll happily drift off to sleep knowing that her boys are in good hands.
You pull away from the Russian eventually and smile at her, “Go get cleaned up babe. That bathroom here is huge so I’m sure the shower will feel just as good as the one at home does”
“My extra clothes are in the duffle, right?”
You nod, “Yup, and I already set the bag in there. Are you going to need help?”
“No, I should be able to manage. Besides its a hospital so the shower will have a seat I can use” she says before hobbling off
Clint smiles as he takes in each of you, and he finds himself tearing up a bit. Because life truly is a gift, as are second chances, and he's glad fate saw fit to bestow those gifts upon the three of you. No one was more deserving of a happy ending.
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come on look at this drawing. this is exactly what being in aba feels like. anyway...
bien and sar as a portrayal of a "troubled teen" with autism/adhd/aspd and an aba therapist: a breadavota analysis
finally blogging about the ending of intermission 1 of @breadavota
gui on the bbs has already noticed most of the stuff from the new update so tbh not much else left to say. thank u once again for the loyal breadposting
not related but i just noticed the bbs has the homestuck colors naur
instead of analyzing every part of the new update im just going to focus on the depiction of sar as being a (pseudo) aba therapist, along with my "bien is so autismcoded" hc
bien as an autistic character (+ adhd and conduct disorder/oppositional defiant disorder/aspd)
first of all altho afaik none of the characters are written intentionally to be autistic and adhd but both sc and bien have traits of it, altho i will just focus on bien here who i feel is autistic, adhd and has cd/odd (which could be aspd now bcuz hes already an adult). i think the aspd hc has more credence bcuz the author has aspd
seen as "stupid" by others, especially because he has issues with working memory and attention, altho i dont think hes particularly "stupid" but more that he has trouble w/ abstract thinking and memories, he takes things literally (like when he messes w/ sars pens after being told not to touch only his books)
inexpressive facial expressions, he usually has a neutral face no matter the situation
seems to get bored easily and needs to do extreme things to stimulate himself, particularly his violent tendencies towards animals
special interests/hyperfixations. he doesnt show an interest in anything except things related to violence (murder, weapons, wars) or sc, and to a lesser extent playing the piano
on top of that some level of social inappropriate behavior, altho its harder to say w/ so few interactions between him and other characters. the one chapter where he talks to the other soldiers he wasnt very friendly towards them, and based on how he talks to ava (hard to tell if he talks like this to everyone tho) he has the tendency to bring up his relationship to sc even in situations where its not appropriate or relevant
"awkwardness" aside he has a disregard for other ppl as a whole and seems unable to emphatize with hurting others
struggles with "basic" tasks and is anxious abt leaving sc and having to live on his own
wants to have "explanations" for everything he does before doing it, seen in how he is frustrated with avas vagueness
some sensory sensitivies since he looks to be bothered by "loud noises", altho its a bit vague bcuz the demons seem to have a synthesia like (?) way of perceiving the world. bon at least has been implied to lash out from these sensitivities which 2 me is similar to meltdowns, and sar shows concern that the brightness outside might bother bien
anyway moving on to sar, this is probably noticed by some ppl from the older updates already but the premack principle (explaining more later) is what made it noticed for me, that sar acts similar to an aba therapist, or at least uses some of the same principles in aba to manipulate bien
focus on eye contact
first of all i agree w/ gui the decision to write only in sars pov and to never directly show what biens dialogue at all is great! i think it highlights that feeling of bien not being allowed his autonomy and makes it feel rly more like some therapy session where ur not allowed to make ur own decisions, it also forces us to rely on sars narration of events even tho hes not a trustworthy person
bcuz we cant see bien we also dont know if anything in the place is distracting or bothering him. the last updates established he finds the way the house "sounds" to be rly disturbing (again poiting to sensory sensitivity), and the way the story focuses not on why he might not be looking at sar and instead only looks at his "problem behavior" reminds me of my own experiences with aba before
sar commands eye contact from bien with the simple repetition of the phrase "look at me". this very first one stands out because of how its inserted right in the middle of his dialogue, showing sars intention to make sure bien "focuses" on what hes currently saying, like he needs bien to be looking at him to "prove" he is listening. reading it in real time the first "look at me" is almost unnoticable until the next ones
i noticed the first one is also early on in the update, and he doesnt say it again until later on where all the "look at mes" are closer together. this happens when bien reads the research paper with the "blocks". i think it implies bien is more uncomfortable or stressed out from this activity and being overwhelmed by it, he looks away more frequently, its a subtle detail that i cant help but noticed!
premack principle/first, then
this is what stood out to me the most, sar pretends to "offer" autonomy to bien sometimes by letting him decide some minor things like what to eat for the break, or to let him make minor adjustments to the overall "daily schedule" but i noticed the entire "lesson" is decided by sar, who makes bien do a "harder" task first before moving on to something bien might want to do (eat cake/listen to the piano) or to "something easier"
some standing out parts:
reading this, especially "of course, i believe you can do it" its clear that bien doesnt necessarily want to move to the "easier" tasks and he wants to keep trying the current task even if hes not doing "well". the desire to move to "something easier" is always something sar decides because of his estimation of biens incompetence, and not out of biens own unwillingness to keep trying.
speaking of the schedule, its interesting, sar doesnt simply say he will make time in biens daily schedule to let him play the piano, he says bien will be allowed to have piano lessons, meaning hes still planning to use even biens hobbies/interests as a opportunity to "educate" him or as "reinforcerment" for him to do "good" behaviors first. i can imagine in the future biens desire to play the piano is going to be used against him, so that hes only allowed to do it if he "studies" first
reinforcements and "safe foods"
in the premack principle/"token economy" a reward is used to motivate the "good behavior" and here we see sar using food as that reinforcement. also sar doesnt punish bien here (also hello bien and his super literal thinking, autistic king), he tells bien to keep reading while sar cleans up.
the idea of not using punishment to be more "humane" is indeed a part of modern aba (traditional aba utilized punishments before this was dropped) but that doesnt account for all the other issues with aba, and again with the lack of autonomy he assumes bien "messing with the pens" is an "accident" (instead of explaining more literally not to touch the pens - its possible bien did it on purpose but is unaware why this is a "big deal" and wouldnt understand why sar is pointing it out to begin with), and he also doesnt ask bien if he wants to help clean up, or why he touched the pens to begin with.
for all we know bien got bored and started stimming with the pens (esp bcuz chewing or clicking pens is a common stim, we dont know what sar means with "messed with" here), sar could of at least asked first why bien did that anyway and like?? let him borrow a pen??? lmao???
anyway, back to the cake, in a previous updates its shown bien likes cake and i think this establishes cake as a sort of "safe food" for bien
this is something gui pointed out that i didnt notice at first, but notably bien asks for just a chocolate cake, and sar gives him a devils food cake that has vanilla in it. its something so "small" that bien will look bad if he complains abt it, but sar ignoring a very specific request bien had is a common autistic experience when it comes to safe foods and being told just to be "picky eater"
assumptions of biens incompetence/struggles
its no secret bien seems to struggle with "intelligent" matters but notably nobody ever stops to ask what he stuggles with, its always assumed for him. while ava is more obviously dismissive, sar also does the exact same thing and just sounds "nicer" about it
lack of proper explanations
despite being an expository character sar notably doesnt explain things in a way that would be useful to bien. my personal observation of bien and why i dont think hes "stupid" (not in the way the others sy he is) is that he asks a lot of logical questions! whenever ava tells him a story abt the history of angels/marginals, or asks him to do a new task, bien makes a lot of sensible observations ("if angels marginals and demons are the immortals and youre not an angel then what are you?")
the things he questions the most are information that comes out of nowhere (the recursive panopticon, sars first appearance, the margibird that came out of his radio etc), and other people treat him like an idiot for just not automatically knowing these "obvious" things that would make sense for him to know!
honestly viewing bien in this lens it suddenly makes alot more sense why the story jumps around so much and introduces "weird" lore seemingly at random, i think it rly helps simulate the feeling of confusion bien (and also bread) are meant to have
and of course where would we be w/o sars insistence that bien always say thank you even tho he never explains what bien should even be thanking him for.
general infantilization
as a whole sars tone is very infantilizing w/ how he always gives reassurances and goes "do you understand?" "___, okay?"
also he decides to give bien storybooks (probably for kids) and plushies to help with sleeping lmao??? we dont even know yet if hes going to have sleeping problems in anselir.
ofc nothing is inherently wrong with needing things considered "childish" with accomodations, lots of autistic people benefit from simpler talking to them or from sensory aids and similar in their daily life. but again its bad here because bien gives no indication these are the specific accomodations he even needs, sar simply assumes them for him. i think especially knowing bien seems insecure over his incompetence and his ability to "grow up" and be an independent adult living away from his father, it makes treating him like a dependent child even worse in that contexts.
disrespect for personal boundaries/touching
this is definitely the creepiest part and again the lack of biens side of things makes it vague what sar is doing
the way its immersed in the dialogue again is a good choice, just shows sar talking and acting "normally" even when things are decidedly not normal
the comment abt the hair makes it obvious that sar is touching bien, altho to what extent the "touching" goes is obviously deliberately vague. honestly it almost looks like sa :") regardless the pressure to do "affectionate" gestures is so relatable, especially as an autistic kid where adults always pressure you to hug them or show some other form of physical affection, and the way ppl touching u w/o permission is so common.
(i did ask the author abt this, to which they said its supposed to be vague so its not sexual but its also not not sexual. but that they personally wrote it to be them sitting next to each other with sar just condescendingly petting him on the head at some point like he did the last updates, and the "try not to squirm" comment was abt sitting properly, but that this was just how they imagined it and isnt "canon" bcuz its supposed to be open-ended)
bonus:
a subtle thing i almost dont noticed but the last "what blocks" is slightly bigger as if to show a slight raise in voice, rly feels like sitting in a suffocating room with this guy. ily sar but u suck
that is the end of my breadposting thank u and goodbye. ^_^
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CHAPTER 1| *JUST A GIRL IN A BAR*
A/N: Welp here we go. my first ever written Fanfic.
I hope my english is ok. Criticism is welcome :) (Im human so...)
there´s just a slice of fluff and there will be more chapters. I promise next one is full of lovydovy fluffedyfluff (what the...) Proofread?...ugh Yes and no. like I said is something wrong just tell me ;P I used HE/HIM cause in germany I dont even know if we have other pronounces for genderfluid people.
HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT <3333 have fun
Pairing: Bella Ramsey x FemReader
wordcount: 1,4k!
Just a girl in a bar
Sitting at the bartable, drinking one drink after another wasnt a good idea. Thats what I thought.
But it turns out it was the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dont really drink alcohol, honestly I never had but after losing my job in germany I would like try a new start here in England. Nottingham England and its freakn` raining the whole time. Matches with my mood I thought.
Today was my first day at work and hell it was rough. The reason Im sitting here with the Gin in my hand, at least we fit together. "one Gin please", a sweet and innocent voice suddenly filled the room. I look to my left when I just take a sip and almost spit it on HIM realizing WHO is sitting next to me. Bella doesnt even realize my behavior thank god and I try to stay as cool as I could cause right?…its just Bella...Bella freaking Ramsey!
I have to admit he looks quite frustrated when he downs his drink. Voices in the backround starting getting louder which gets more and more annoying. "Ramsey! BELLA RAMSEY! your the one in Game of Thrones!? and in the last of us!" High voices almost screamed at Bella. "yes thats me", obviously not in the mood he looks at the girlygroup right behind him.
Each of the 4 women starts to talk at once and forget about Bella, who doesn`t seem to want to talk to such annoying people.
It starts to pissing me of only because clearly they have no manners when it comes to a single humanbeing.
"OK ENOUGH you disturbing chicks now take a leave!", I stand up and move to them. They all look upset but just leaving the bar.
"another gin for the person to my left", I wink to the barkeeper and he gives him another shot. "you alright bella?",
I ask not knowing if he is ok calling him by his firstname. "yeah I think so", are the only words.
"I guess you have to endure often with people like that?" I ask and empty my gin showing the keeper that he should fill up again.
"somtimes, not that often", he smiles at me looking thankful.
I talked a lot more with Bella and it`s weird that it seems like we are just frinds. Shows that even people that are known in public just normal humanbeing.
He stands up and smiles at me. "Y/N it was a pleasure to drink with you". i smile back "me too Bella" He leaves the bar and so do I a little later.
Next day and Im sitting here again. Same spot, same chair and no...a coke in my hand sipping regretful on it. "I will never ever drink alcohol again!" my head seems to explode even after only 2 shots of gin. Im not made to drink that Devils juice.
"one coke please", again that beautiful voice of him. "so today Im not the only one that regrets yesterdays evening" I smile at Bella. YES its Bella again and I cant believe I almost laught about the fact he also just drinks a coke. "dont blame me Im not used to drink alcohol", he looks a bit pale but seems happier than yesterday. "same for me", I say and we drink together from our glasses full coke.
"hows your day today and also I cant remember your name", he looks a little embarrassed. "never mind, Y/N. Except for a hangover I feel pretty good. its so nice to meet you again here" I smile maybe a bit to bright.
"yeah me too", he drinks and we talk about my past, how I lost my job in Germany and moved to England.
I dont know but when I look at him theres this weird feeling in my stomac. It makes me a little nervous especially when I look at Bella.
Time passes to fast and I really dont want him to leave but he takes his jacket and smiles at me. "your often here from now on?" a simple question I have to ask. "well maybe but I have to leave England in 2 weeks cause of the new season of the last of us show" he looks wistful. "oh....ok....wow season two. sounds pretty awesome. I didnt tell you I really love the show", I empty my coke.
"thank you", he blushes a little. damn there it is…the same feeling like befor. oh oh….please dont tell me that I have a crush on that REALLY REALLY untouchable person in front of me. I have to do something! "so.....", I start befor he goes. "do you want to show me your hometown next days? if you still have some time? I think you know best how to go" There was a hesitation but not in a bad way I think. " yeah...why not", a sweet smile, so sweet I could melt, was on his face. "you wanna exchange numbers with me?" I grab my mobile. "sure", he tells me the number and our paths seperate for now. Is this real? Am I not dreaming? Are we talking about that THE Bella Ramsey exchanged numbers with me? like we are close frinds? I cant wait to text her when we will meet for the city stroll trough Nottingham.
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Y/N: 9:22am
Hey Bella :)
you wanna meet up with me in city? maybe at 2pm?
Bells: 9:28am
hey yeah that`s fine for me. We can meet at Old Market Square
Y/N: 9:30am
ok sounds good. cu
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at Old Market Square
"BOOOH" I stealth from behind and got almost punched in my face while Bella squeaks loudly.
"wooow what in the holy world are you doing!? I was about beating your ass up" he looks angry but soon it turns into a smile.
"sorry" give him a cute look, him blushing and turn arround. "ok so…..that`s your hometown? Can I admit that it looks so incredible historic?"
He smiles and we walk trough different places in the city talking about Bellas past. I was truely flastert by his voice that sounds so sinnful and like heaven at the same time.
I don't think Bella knows how I feel even I don't know what's going on inside of me. The only thing I know is that I want to be closer to him…
maybe too close. So close that it could might ruin our relationship we build in that short time.
"less than 2 weeks until you have to fly to America. are you excited already? It's going to be a lot of work, I'm sure you can do it. And then I want to watch the whole second season".
I just try to encourage him but it seems that he is sad about every word I say.
"yeah…I'll be gone a hell of a long time. I don't even know if I'll be able to fly home for Christmas. the second season is a much bigger project".
He looks up to the sky while we are walking through the Aboretum. Just looking at him makes me sad and I regret bringin up the subject.
"hey you want Icecream?" I ask out of the blue.
"yeah why not" Bella smiles but looks uncertain. The rest of the day was rather quiet with an underlying sad mood. Like if she doesn't want to leave England or is there another reason? I would so like to know what she thinks. should I ask? no, not that the mood suffers even more.
"you want to go on a walk with skipper and me tomorrow?" he looks at me as if nothing happened befor.
"uh…your adopted dog? yeah of course I would", I take a deep breath. "fine than see you tomorrow morning at 6:30am? when the sun rises?", he ask.
"sounds great" I said, hesitating for a moment but finally just hugging Bella. A thousand butterflies flying through my stomach. As if every single one gives me an electric shock. I smiled at him as I broke the hug and wished I could hug him a little longer.
I can`t breath u guys....waaaaay too excited right now *hides from the stones that are thrown*
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hi zak!!! congratulations on getting luke's anniv card!!! glad to see you're enjoying his anniv story!!! i have so much feelings this card and for them quq- i just wish it wasn't so rushed at the end, i hope i'm not the only person who felt this way ;u;
HEHE thank you anon!! im rlly glad i finally got time last night to read thru it ;w;
but yEAH GOD I REALLY FEEL YOU 😭😭😭
this is one of my qualms with anniv cards in general: the perplexing choice to cut its story structure from the usual 6 acts (generally good amount of wiggle room for setup, rising action, climax, etc etc) down to a STARTLINGLY MINUSCULE AMOUNT OF 3 ACTS
like i LOVED orange scent, same way i loved ssr under the milky way, and there were specific new story things i loved in this card that i wanna talk about later when my thoughts are more in order (specifically mc's STELLAR-LY honest responses to luke, luke projecting his own grief outwards, god i have a bunch i wanna pick apart) BUT man
i also wish this story had more room to breathe
act 1 and act 2 were perfect to me: the setup, the conflict, the constant backsliding of luke's brain into setting his feelings and desires aside for forever eVEN SINCE HE WAS A CHILD, how luke doing that "sacrifice" doesnt actually make mc feel happy it hurts her and makes her feel like she cant make him happy, her pleading to him to just this once think about how he feels, //CHEF'S KISS
act 3 is where it fumbled simply because it happened too fast. given that luke had been angsting off into the distance about not letting himself propose for a LONG TIME, it deffo felt rushed that it took him A Walk And Seeing A Pair Of Double Rainbows to get his head outta his ass. like, mc's response moved ME as well so i get where hes coming from but it wldve been nice to let her words like....marinate in luke's mind some more. for a day or maybe two. but that couldnt happen because anniv cards have a Lot less space for their stories.
and anniv 2 cards are at more of a disadvantage from this 3-act structure thing than anniv 1 cards, because idk imo anniv 1 cards didnt feel rushed even within their 3-act structure because all the anniv 1 cards were the Conclusion to the building narrative of.....4 ENTIRE BLOOM CHAPTER PERSONAL STORY ARCS PRIOR AJFLSSAF. so the story definitely had room to develop and breathe there
i wish SSR Orange Scent had room to breathe too. i wish it had more time to tell its story at the pace it needed to because when it Was taking its time, it was so good.
#i didnt notice it was rushed last night because it took me a SOLID HOUR AND A HALF to play it#because i kept having to stop cuz i got emotional kjhvOASIFVAOSIF#asks#anon#tot spoilers
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the christmas fluff was so cute omg i want to stuff it in a tiny bag and keep it with myself nbvfgyjnbvfgyknow what i was originally just a maki simp too 😭😭😭 but like yuki in the new chapters hassort of AWOKEN something inside me that i cant quite explain koihdcdviuwehjdkjj hence the yuki x reader agenda because if i have to simp for her then so does everyone else!! on the topic of spreading the agenda please one more yuki x reader (with them both being in highschool LOL) eternalmaki-sama 💪
BRO LOL after i wrote that yuki fluff last night she been on my mind the whole day😩
anyways since there was no prompt specified ima just throw in some good ol fashioned passing notes😩 im in highschool LOL so yeah its a lil weird for me to write adults😟(but writing fluff is just fine lol) also ima make F! reader but if u want me to change it go gn reader just ask lol
paring: Yuki Tsukumo x F!Reader
warnings: idk just some cursing and if u cant handle that then idk what to tell u...😭 and also bad ending LOL
Note Passin'
It's already been a long day for you at your very small populated school at Jujutsu Tech. Between having every single class with Gojo and Geto then having a shit ton of math assignments due by next Monday, you thought the world was made just for making you carry it on your back. The weight of the world seemed to lift when you happened to glance over to the left and see a small piece of paper sitting right next to you just before the window sill. Taking it, you un-balled the paper and read the words and figured out it was Yuki Tsukumo's handwriting.
'This class is soooo boring and mr. yaga never stops talking. do u wanna talk about anything?' You mentally read to yourself. There was a small hole between windowsills where Yuki could push small pieces of paper through it and if she blew through the hole, the paper would shoot right on through. You turned around in your seat to find her flashing a smile at you. "No! Quit passing notes while Mr. Yaga's talking!" You whisper yelled before turning back around with a frown. She scoffed then tore another piece of paper and wrote on it before pushing it and blowing it through the hole.
You looked back over and saw the new piece of paper before rolling your eyes than taking your pencil and writing on it after unfolding it.
'Fine. What do u wanna talk about?' Yuki read to herself before a victorious grin stretched on her face. You tapped your pencil against the desk for a few moments before hearing the paper push through the hole.
'what's ur type in women or men? ;)' You read to yourself before scoffing and turning around to face her. She was staring back at you with a smirk before her smirk turned into a toothy grin and she flashed a wink at you. "Seriously?!" You whisper yelled, turning back to face the front then rolling your eyes and writing down your answer on the small piece.
'My type in people, is someone who's not a dirtbag, makes me laugh, and actually has human decency.' Yuki read to herself before chuckling and leaning back in her seat.
She tore off another small piece of paper and wrote on it before pushing it through the hole with her mechanical pencil.
'Since u didn't specify ur sexuality, i have to ask, ass or tits?' Your eyes scanned her words before chuckling and dropping your head on your desk. Mr. Yaga turned to you, along with the few others in the classroom.
"Y/n? You ok?" Shoko asked with a raised eyebrow. Yuki pulled her hand to her mouth to keep her from laughing. You held one thumb then picked your head back up.
'If I had to choose, I'd say tits.' Yuki read then smiled to herself.
'Personally, i would go for ass but i do like a nice pair of titties'
You rolled your eyes and wrote on the back of the piece.
'Good for you.'
Yuki smiled before tearing another small piece then wrote on it and pushed it through the hole. Mr. Yaga was now paying close attention to you so you didn't take the time to glance over and look at it, you just moved your hand over and took it from the windowsill.
'Do u wanna hang out after school ?' You mouthed before rolling your eyes.
'No.' Yuki read before scoffing and leaning back in her seat.
...
Yuki glanced out the window, then tried to pay attention to Mr. Yaga while tapping her pencil against the desk. She bit her tongue to keep herself from saying something out of pocket.
The bell eventually rang for you guys to do whatever you wanted, and you quickly grabbed your stuff then dashed out the door to avoid Yuki. You couldn't wait to get to Shoko's room and secretly fangirl over how Yuki Tsukumo was actually talking to you in class.
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IDK WHAT THE ENDING WAS EITHER LOLLLLLLL
also 😧 I AIN TRYNA JOIN THE YUKI AGENDA cuz me and my friend have this bet where if i stop obsessing over maki and begin obsessing over sum1 else by senior year then i owe my friend 50 bucks </3
anyways ily!! have a good night/day and stay safe <33
#yuki tsukumo x reader#yuki tsukumo#jujustu kaisen#jjk x you#jjk x y/n#jjk fluff#itadori yuuji#fushiguro megumi#nobara kugisaki#gojo satoru#geto suguru#shoko ieiri#nanami kento#idk who else to add LOL
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Madness Mansion of Helter Spider 12
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... you show too much simp attitude and spoke of things you shouldn't. This is twisted wonderland, in what mind, do think you can go anywhere?
First Violation penalty: ...
A G O N I Z I N G T O R T U R E
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"I--" you want to reason out, to tell him that you aren't ungrateful when your body suddenly become ragged and you felt invisible hands start to choke the air out of you.
"Ack... " You held your throat yet felt no hands holding you in a choke hold, you move around and the strings have wounded you. Blood spill around you and the mad hatter stood beside you watching you suffer with no expression on his face.
On the side Grey look at you in worry, while others stood in the side expressionlessly.
"kokoko, what a stupid little cat~ did you perhaps think you could escape this world even just for a moment~? AHAHAHAH...How laughable. " He grab your hair as he stare down at you with his purple eyes of madness seems to mirror the abyss, there's nothing but the abyss.
The pain of your scrap left you to cry out if not for the part your being choke hold by invisible Shadow hands that now start to gripping your wrist on tormenting grip, like it wish to snap your bone--
SNAP!
"agh.... " You want to scream from pain but mad hatter shut your mouth with his free hand. "Don't you dare scream in front of me... Besides.... That pain is nothing~" his grip on your jaw seems trying to stop himself from snapping it off as tears fall from your eyes as another invisible force have grip your left leg, your eyes widen in fear for the worse as the grin of THE MAD HATTER become permanent on his face.
SNAP!!
"!!!!!!!" You find yourself unable to breath from the pain, everything felt so painful. You can't feel your right let or wrist. You cant scream and the person before you chuckle at your agony and won't even let you scream.
"I was going to punish you, but you did it to yourself... How amusing and delusional of you... You don't know the roles of this world... Such a stupid cousin of the so called cheshire cat." His gaze turn cold as he throw you to the floor like a rag doll, hour head collide on the floor with a soft bang. He stood up and wipe his hands. The hands disappear as he let go of you.
"Get that thing off my sight. I'm not entertained anymore." He give you no look as he left the room, red chuckle in amusement as Blue follow mad hatter. Small blue wave at you with a smile as if he doesn't feel bother to see you in pain. "Bye bye~" he the. Skip toward the other blue.
"*hic.." you weep silently as grey was the first one to approach you with worried face.
"Grey hurry up with that. We still need to play some card game since the night is yet to end." Red soon left the room as well, leaving you with Grey.
"you should watch what you think... The world doesn't treat everything and everyone so kindly, to even think of such taboo." He Slowly bandage your wounds with first aid kit he have in his pocket. A sad smile on his face as he look at your crying and sobbing form. "I'm sorry... I can't do anything. Nor tell you all the rules of this world __" he carefully fix your wounds up, so you won't feel pain from it yet every move cause you to squirm in pain.
"why would you think... This world is a simple thing... There's rules and roles... " He sigh as if trouble by something. "Your wounds is almost fetal... Yet you cannot use revive. Because it's one of your penalty, you have to go through the pain, pain that will take your sanity and leave nothing but madness." He chuckle hopelessly before he sigh.
" I have the 7th tea. Drink it. And you will only dream about stuff... You shouldn't bother much about it... When you wake up... The pain is less and it be morning again." He stood up and left the room so fast and come back, holding a tray of coffee. " H-here... " He try to not spill more tea as he hide the tea cup to your lips, you eyed him suspiciously, you cannot trust him. What if his the same as that hateful person?
"it's good you won't trust so easily, but you really need to drink it. Unless you wish to suffer through the pain..." He chuckle at your soft glare your giving him.
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Would you drink this tea?
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#twisted Wonderland AU: madness mansion! Helter Spider!!#ensemble stars#ensemble stars x reader#enstar x reader#enstar#Niki shiina x reader#kohaku oukawa x reader#Twisted wonderland AU
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chapter 15
Can’t you like it for me?” he says with big puppy eyes.
You look away.
“You’re being emotionally manipulative here.” shut up girl im loving u too much i cant
“You are playing with fire here, Bunny. Try not to burn yourself”, you grumble.
He chuckles and pecks your cheek.
“I like the burn”, he rasps against the shell of your ear, turning to the front afterwards.
SHUT UP IM CANT TAKE IT. try not to lose your shit challenge- mission failed successfully
He treated you so goddamn fucking well that sometimes you still felt the urge to punch him in the face and run away jk in the corner, i'll take that as a compliment
Lately the latter have become more and more. YAY
“Hey kiddo. How are you doing?” he says in a surprisingly deep voice for such a small frame. me with felix and taehyung
“for half a million bucks I expect to have the painter constantly working on it in a metal cage in the middle of my living room or something.” - ........ - a few bystanders had heard you and were now looking at you with weird eyes. SHUT UP THATS SOO ME except my voice would be low and nobody would hear but could be loud too cuz universe makes it louder at times when u dont want anyone to hear shit
although he was stressed and exhausted he never once smelled of alcohol. AHHHH IM SO PROUD OF HIM *gives a big ass hug and a smooch
WHY DOES NERO'S SHOULDERS LOOK FAMILIAR TO HER AND WHY DOES SHE LOOK FAMILIAR TO HIM AHHH STOP I HATE IT THIS CHAPTER IS A ROLLERCOASTER
again a fluffy moment after the tense thank you, her threatening to buy green and purple pillows PLZ that sounds like me trying to threaten my parents by telling them im gonna marry a cat crazy dude
“I’m not asking for it. I am very much anti punishment uwu i love this stupid noodle
He swallows heavily, “a-are we going to make out now?” he asks, grasping for your hips. he is such a cute and horny noodle pls and no u are about to cringe for the rest of your office time
FUCK GET YOURSELF A MAN WHO CAN FIGHT FOR YOU IMMEDIATELY
“don’t say that what the hell my cock twitched.”
“I am not going to apologize because I am way too turned on to care.”
He looks from side to side with the tip of his nose rosy.
“What’s with the sudden horniness oh my god?”
“It’s just that I never really saw you work before and it’s kinda doing things to me.” SAME HERE IM FEELING IM WATCHING SOME HOT CEO FROM KDRAMA BUT EVEN BETTER AAAAH
It makes his ass cheeks tense up and forces a quiet whimper from between his lips. SHUT UP SHUT UP HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MOVE ON FROM THIS MOVE ON WITH MY DAILY LIFE????? VANESSA HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITAUTIONS ??
I REPEAT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITUATIONS??? JIWOO SOUNDS SIERIOUS OH SHIT NOW SHE KNOWS AAAH
WHY IS SHE CONNECTING THE DOTS SOMETIMES CHARACTERS SHOULD BE DUMB PLEASEEEE also why is there a group of people surrounding kook??? 👀
the whole thing was soo tense i sweated through my shirt now im a stinky kid -_- BUT WE LOVED IT the emotions was captured soo well and he was supportive yet very unsupportive if your brain's going haywire with an anxiety/panic attack
Twirling him threw him straight into subspace. *insert meme i hope i dont fall, her: twirls him
kook : oh no mommy
the mom is sweet AND I CANT STAND THE DAD UGHHH
i prayed for her to not go to the mirror AND SHE DID NOO its really the worst thing to do during a panic attack :(
that was soo scary even i felt the uncontrollable demons while reading and thanks it ended on a good note and it was cute.
anyways i wish her a great day next morning(tho the story has ended) cuz them muscles be hurting like a bitch oof
Me reading through all your reactions:
hahahahha I love how you went on an emotional rollercoaster with this chapter jfdjsf also you quoting so many parts is my weakness hehehe thank you so much for doing that
BROORORORO THE TWIRLING PART WAS THE ONE OF THE FIRST TIMES I WENT "oh fuck i have a mommy kink" LIKE IDK IF YOU GUYS KNOW BUT AAOL WAS MY MOMMY KINK AWAKENING FADSFAHH
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Reading Tams Chapter 4 : )
Haven't started yet but if whatsherface dies im going to be very disappointed
Muchen is being a real twat right about now
I feel like Zukos going to fire bend at him
He didnt
Lihua to the rescue!
Are they going to kill her???
No they didnt okay
I was scared there for a second
FUCK IS SHE GOING TO DIE AGAIN???
No???
HELLA WHAT THE FUCK
YOU KILLED HER
I cant BELIEVE TYOUVE DONE THIS
Im not mad im disappointed
Im not going to recover from this
I dont think Zuko is either, seems like the type of thing thats going to haunt him the rest of the series.
“if you have me on tumblr then you know lihua was always going to die” idk if you mean like ‘hellas inner circle’ people or people who follow you in general but if its the latter NO THE FUCK I DIDNT
I HAD FAITH IN YOU
I HAD FAITH IN YOU AND IT BIT ME IN THE ASS
You let me get emotionally attached I cant believe you
This is traumatic
I didnt have the intention of all but three of these points being about Lihua but thats your own fault
Im getting her name tattooed onto me now i feel the burden to carry her memory with me the rest of my life
Oh my God hella this is the worst thing you’ve ever done
I can excuse you torturing Zuko for like 3 or 4 months (???) and giving him a macBeth level mental breakdown BUT I DRAW THE LINE AT YOU KILLING LIHUA
idek if im spelling her name right.
Im going to have a macbeth level mental breakdown now
Ill try to move on
Have you seen that post that says like ‘when you read multiple fics from the same author sometimes you notice certain like patterns and things that just keep popping up in their writing and stories’? Thats not to quote it but thats the general idea.
Like in my thing about the last chapter I mentioned the whole ‘leaving a blade behind to tell someone you didnt leave willingly’ thing is prevalent in both taob and tams. WELL APPARENTLY YOU ALSO GET OFF ON KILLING PEOPLE WHO ARE VERY YOUNG BUT ALSO OLDER SIBLINGS AND THEYRE YOUNGER SIBLINGS ARE ALSO DEPENDANT ON THEM’
Lihua is with Lanse now in a very specific part of heaven reserved for the characters you have the absolute audacity to murder in cold blood
AND THEY BOTH START WITH THE LETTER L!! COINCIDENCE?? I THINK NOT!
That should have been the first sign
I am never growing attached to people who has L as the first letter of their name again that you write.
Currently scanning my mind of any of the taob people whose name starts with L and I cant think of anyone so this might not be a reliable indicator.
THESE ARE PEOPLE YOUR KILLING HELLA DO THEIR LIVES MEAN NOTHGIN TO YOU???
I cant believe this
Okay serious now
I think
We’ll see
Another thing for my ‘favorite things about hella’ thing and this time it isnt about your writing skills!
(which are magnificent btw, you make it too easy to praise your writing)
You do this thing where you add an x to the end of your messages. Like I’ve seen you do it on discord and when you screenshot messages you do it and I just think its neat.
Its not prominent or deep but its worth mentioning
LIST ANON DISCOVERS BRITISH KISSES AT THE END OF SENTENCES IT IS ME GIVING YOU A LITTLE MWAH ON THE NOSE WHEN IM DONE TALKING <3
your live reactions kill me both bc you're so lovely and also seeing INSTANT contradictions is hilarious. im glad you liked the chapter my love <3 i always look forward to your asks, they make my day x <- a kiss for u <3
#the lihua death was awful for me too ill allow the yelling bc i do actually deserve it this time 🫡#ask#tams asks#list anon
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[weakly crawls in] can . can you spare a bit of Mr Jackson Coxx lore and information. I am obsessed with his repressed dumbass in a "beee who you are for yourrrr prideeee" manner
ofc....... im glad his swagless demeanor has captivated u . jackson momence under cut
1. his name is an incredibly obvious pun . his middle name makes it funnier but if you ask him what it is he'll just tell you its jackson again. the only person who knows what his true middle name is is exie but she also has an embarrassing relationship with her name and is taking it to her grave. if you do not accept his double jackson answer and insist on finding out what it is he will probably cry
2. hes very cring yes but he IS actually decently strong, he can carry things much heavier than him for extended amounts of time and of my ocs the only person who can lift more than him is juniper (and it isnt by much, its like maybe 2 pounds more or smth and she cannot do it consistently like he can but she holds it over his head) with lillith being a close second to him
3. he has a mother who lives out of town that he writes letters to. moved to dialtown for a fresh start in a new place n' all that. michy has personally delivered a few of the letters for him
4. all of his Issues (tm) are very internalized. he hasnt nor will he ever project them onto another person, nd this would actually be a thing thtd be touched on in his route a little
5. hed have two bad ends, one where you fuck him up worse and the shit yourself and die end where you end up getting looney-toons flattened by weights in the gym after a failed bet from juniper
6. hes not very good at sticking up for people (himself or otherwise) and crumbles easy under pressure. he relies a lot on being tall and looking strong in the hopes people leave him be
7. he and jerry are acquainted from a few times where he'd been hired to move heavy equipment in the funfair
8. he has an insanely unhealthy diet but would never admit it, he insists that he is incredibly healthy and fit
9. the only other routes he would appear in are margos (during a scene between the player and juniper) and randys (as someone you could approach and ask if he'd seen randy around, to which hed say he didn't really know the guy but hadn't seen him at the park and would wish you luck finding him)
10. hes got a good bit of practical intelligence. he can adapt to situations pretty well. however do not ask him to do complex brain things if its for something important because he Will answer incorrectly and do so with complete confidence that hes right
11. he cant read roman numerals and thats why his watch has a digital display
12. along with michy and outis, hes one of my more 'social' ocs, which basically just means hes aware of a number of the others rather than just sticking to his set little group. the only people he actively considers friends / acquaintances though are michy, exie, and juniper
13. in chapter 3 when you meet him, he would have a sprite showing that his gym bag has a small pride flag pin on it. he'd mention that while hes not totally past his problem hes been trying to do more active interacting with the community and learning abt/becoming more comfortable with himself. baby steps :-]
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