#which also mean i have to stay off social media a bit more to avoid spoilers

[sc0tters]

New Cities Mean Fresh Starts, Right? | Jack Hughes

summary: you’ve finally moved to New Jersey and whilst most people seem happy to see you, one man in particular doesn’t. And did you forget? He’s your new neighbour!

warnings: swearing

word count: 1.21k

authors note: we have been waiting but the first chapter of the brutal series is now here! It’s a little bit shorter than what I would have wanted but nevertheless I like the ground roots it has set for the rest of the series. This is an interactive AU so you guys are the ones who drive the blurbs and social media posts for this series!

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You watched as Alex brought the last of the boxes up to your apartment.

The frown was clear on your face as he looked back up to you “we promised that you wouldn’t cry!” Alex groaned at the sight of your lip quivering “c’mere,” he sighed holding his arms out for you to come and hug him.

It took you like less than ten seconds to respond as you ran over to him almost tackling your best friend in the process “it’s not too late for you to come back to LA with me.” Alex reminded you as he squeezed your waist.

This was a common moment for you two as he let his hands slide up to cup your face “I gotta stay here Al,” you mumbled placing your hands on top of his.

He smiled nodding “was worth a shot,” Alex shrugged making you laugh “and are you sure you don’t want me to have a talk with Jack?” The Kings player added as the idea of you being left alone with Jack made him feel sick.

Sure Alex liked his friend when it came to the way Jack was around you, Alex felt better being there to tell him to lay off. The older boy felt like it was his job to protect you “I can handle him!” You complained rolling your eyes.

Being Jacks new coworker was not exactly something you were looking forward to, but your position with the Devils was a promotion from the one with the Kings and the money was also better here. So Jack was going to have to put up with you like how you planned to put up with him “just let me know if he gets too much for you.” Alex mumbled taking the cap from his head and placing it on yours.

That black cap of his was on the top of the list of clothing items that you stole from Alex whenever you went into his closet. You had the blue version of his hat but Alex’s was always your favourite “you finally letting me keep this one?” You gasped dropping your jaw as your eyes lit up.

Alex nodded as he let out a laugh “we can have split custody for it.” He proposed wriggling his eyebrows as he made you smile.

“I can get behind that.”

Your first night in your apartment was rough to put it lightly. Alex had left to go back to LA which meant that you were living on your own for the first time in your life since you had living with your best friend from the moment you left university.

New Jersey was humid in the morning as you sat on your balcony enjoying a much needed coffee and Redbull as you swore you only got three hours of sleep all together.

It was peaceful at you watched the city wake up beneath you “mom just listen to me!” Your neighbour groaned slamming the door behind him as he walked onto his own balcony.

Your eyes went wide at the disruption turning to see the what was going on “I think she’s here!” The voice all of a sudden began to sound familiar.

It was Jack.

You were quick to slide onto the floor as you tried to avoid being caught by him “I think I’ve got a new neighbour.” Jack mumbled as he had heard you hit the floor.

There was a mental coin toss going on in your brain as you contemplated what to do “fuck it,” you grumbled getting up as you brushed your fingers through your hair.

What you didn’t expect was that he’d be looking right back at you “I’ve got to go.” The Devils players eyes went wide as he stared at yours.

But before he got the chance to talk to you your legs had already pushed you back into your apartment leaving the boy alone with nothing more than the mug from your coffee and your empty can of Redbull “move into the place with no neighbours they said, it’d be fun they said.” He grumbled to himself slamming the glass door behind him.

Today was going to be a long day for the both of you.

Sure you knew what you were doing was going to piss Jack off but you were friendly with Luke and wanted to have at least one friendly face at work.

short stack 😎: howdy neighbour 🤠

tall shot 🦅: what.

tall shot 🦅: NEIGHBOUR?!

Your couldn’t help but laugh as your phone began to ring with Luke’s contact information lighting up your phone “hey tall shot,” you smiled walking into the prudential centre for your introductory meeting with the players as the previous photographer had apparently been integrated pretty well amongst everyone.

Luke shut the door behind him as he obviously didn’t want Jack to hear about this “you better not be fucking with me short stack.” The nickname was something he had called you for the last three years from the moment he overtook you in height. It started off as a joke when he had said it since there was the guy who was trying to flirt with you and Luke came to your rescue and the joke his came from there.

You giggled hearing his words “you think I’m lying?” You asked smiling as you sat on your chair “come and visit the media office when you get to the centre.” You proposed grinning to yourself.

The youngest Hughes boy chuckled to himself “I’ll be there in a bit shortie.” His tone was serious as he now looking forward to all of those fitness tests that he was going to be put through.

What you didn’t know media day meant was that you were going to be forced to be stood alone with each of the players individually.

John and Nico and each offered to show you around the city and of course you accepted on both occasions because Luke’s inevitable tour was going to be to the nearest Costco and maybe to the apartment building gym “who should I send in next?” John asked sending you a toothy grin as he grabbed his jersey to pull over his head.

You looked at the list of player you had left “little Hughesy would be nice,” you proposed ready to see the youngest Hughes boy again “you got it!” He called out walking to the door “oh one more thing.” John spun around to face you as he smiled.

Your head tilted up to look up at him “yep?” You cocked your chin as you sent him a grin “you’re gonna fucking smash it!” His words of encouragement made you laugh as he walked out of room.

With the little time you had left to try to work on things in preparation for Luke’s arrival as you pulled his jerseys off of their stack “pretty sure that you’ve got the wrong Hughes jerseys.” The voice came from the door causing you to drop the hanger on the floor.

You spun around so fast that you almost fell over “now do you mind telling me what the fuck you are doing in Jersey?” Jack asked letting the door slam shut behind him.

Fuck.

#brutal au #Jack Hughes imagine #jack hughes one shot #jack hughes x reader #imagines #oneshots #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes x you

[oh-lordy-lord-save-me]

Hello, I just wanted to let you know that I am really fascinated by your version of Usagi and wanted to know more about him. What are the similarities and differences between your version and the comic version of Usagi? And well the other characters of Usagi Yojimbo appear as well, like Kitsune, Gen, and Tomoe, and if so how are they like in your version?

hi!!! thank you for taking interest in my iteration, its means a lot. in my au usagi is a teen(around 16-17) who traveled from japan to new york because he “wanted to travel more.” in reality he is trying to avoid another encounter with jei, as the last one kinda scarred him a bit. the thought of jei being in any town he’s visiting took away the possibility of a peaceful night for him. 

gonna cut it off here since i just noticed how long this is haha

ayway, he definitely still sticks his nose into other people’s business and gets involved into things that were 100% avoidable.He would still be incredibly good with kids as well as helping anyone who needs it no matter how difficult the task is. Either way he still has a shit ton of warrants on his head!!!

Another thing that is absolutely vital to him is his inability to commit to anything🙏 he likes his life of wandering and it feels wrong to him to stay put in one place. he does not want his life to change and that doesn’t really help if he ever wants a relationship. to make it worse he will not speak about his feelings, i think he’d rather be struck by lightning.

the way he acted before moving to the hidden city was very different. he was much more carefree and always got into situations without much of a plan. he’d throw in some jokes in the middle of fights and hype himself up sometimes. i based off this phase of his life off of his younger self in the comics. but after this he tries to take things more seriously, keeping to himself and not breaking rules as often and acts like a dick sometimes . he gets better tho after hating leo for a while and gets to know him better.

i did change some characters a bit like katsuichi. he still lives as a hermit but took usagi in when he was much younger due to his dad passing. he takes on a more fatherly role than just a sensei for usagi. i dont see him calling him a cockroach or a head lice knowing this poor kid just lost his dad😭

kitsune, gen, and tomoe are living their lives back in japan. kitsune still lives as a street performer and a thief and shes having a good life rn honestly. shes knowledgeable in some mystic items as they’re usually a part of her performances. she’d be active on social media platforms, she’d have very organized posts. she’s also the one who reaches out the most to usagi; she pokes fun at him but she does it as a way to check in on him since the last time she really saw him he wasn’t in the best shape. i haven’t really gotten to gen yet, but he’s still a bounty hunter. he’d still be a bit of an ass when it comes to money or usagi. 

dont have much on tomoe, which is honestly a crime, but i have the idea that she is a student at her father’s school. i think she’d be entirely dedicated to her skills and wouldn’t have much time for anything else. she’d only ever see usagi if he’s visiting the geishu province. i plan on them leaving eachother on strained terms when he left japan, they’d eventually sort it out in the future though. there’s also chizu, who usagi has worked with in the past but eventually stopped. She’s completely dedicated to the neko ninja, willing to do everything she has to for their cause. she ended their friendship by deceiving him since “friendship is a weapon that is used by the ninja, but it can be much worse if the ninja develops feelings of friendship.”

 chizu is honestly a big reason who usagi heavily distrusted leo at first; his experience with ninja isn’t very pleasant 

#ask #dear lord this is long sorry :’D #also happy holidays

[alieinthemorning]

An Addition to Change [Gojo Satoru]

Content: Major Character Death, Angst, AU: No Curses, Blood and Injury, JJK 237 Spoilers

Pronouns: None

Previous: Tears of The Strongest | Next: Fleeting Adolescence

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Change is something that Satoru did a lot. He changed his clothes, furniture, cars and even house at a whim. Often times, he'd have at least five outfit changes in a day, there would be movers in and out of the house replacing furniture, he'd come home with a new car and about every one-two years you'd be moving to a new place.

And you'd just gone along with it all.

But this?

This was a bit much.

You eyed the child sitting across from you on the large gray couch, brand new, not even a dent in the cushions yet. He had black hair that was sticking up in every direction, violet eyes that bore into your own, unimpressed with...everything it seemed, and a frown that was too old and tired for a child his age.

Your gaze turned to Satoru, who was sitting beside you. He was pointedly looking at his phone, scrolling through social media to avoid both you and the child's stare.

"We can't avoid this, Satoru." You began, "Can you please tell me what happened? But be for real this time."

Because "I just found him, and it seemed like he needed a home!" is not an explanation at all. Sounds like he kidnapped a child off the streets, and you really didn't want to get tied up into something like that.

Satoru sighed in that dramatic way that he does, lolling his head away from you. "I told you—"

The child cut him off. "I've been living alone for a while now. He's been bothering me ever since he found out, and now I'm here, I guess." Satoru glared at him, but nodded along.

"Okay...and what about your guardians?"

"Dead." He replied flatly.

Your heart tightened. That poor baby, to have to navigate the world all by himself and for only he knows how long.

"What's your name?" You asked softly.

"...Megumi."

"Okay, Megumi, what would you like to do? Would you like to go back to where you were, or would you rather stay here with us?"

He was quiet for a moment, playing with the sleeves of his jacket before finally answering you. "...I wanna stay here."

You smiled, "Okay, then." then it dropped, "We literally don't have anything for you."

Satoru laughed loudly, snorting while your head swiveled toward him. "What are we gonna do?"

He stood, wiping a tear from his eye. "We're gonna go shopping, of course."

And after that shopping trip, you and Megumi vowed to never go shopping with Satoru again.

Mornings were always hard for you. It would either be a rough sleep of tossing and turning or a nightmare that disturbed your sleep to the point of waking up just as tired, if not more, than when you went to sleep. So often times you'd lay in bed, fighting between succumbing to sleep or proceeding with living.

But then a small, warm hand landed on your cheek.

"I'm hungry. I would have fed myself, but I don't know where anything is..."

You blinked.

Oh right, Megumi.

You were not ready for a change as massive as this one, but you had to get up regardless because now there was a child in your care. So you pulled yourself up and smiled.

"Good morning, Megumi."

Change was something Megumi also did a lot. However, it made sense with him because he was a child and children were always changing.

His favorite food changed weekly, which kept you on your toes and kept you from fretting on what to make anymore.

He was a growing, which meant new clothes needed to be bought ever few months (which prompted you to convince Satoru to stop buying him such expensive clothing).

His favorite shows and interests were also ever-changing. New toys were bought every week, and it was beginning to get harder to hold a conversation with Megumi since he would always be talking about something new (it was worth it though to see that sparkle in his eye when he talked about the things that he enjoyed).

There were a few things that didn't change, though.

He still loved frogs. He loved going out in the rain to hunt for them, despite usually coming back in empty-handed (you had to stop Satoru from having frogs on standby for rainy days).

He also loved dogs, which prompted Satoru into getting him two dire wolf dogs (how the hell he got them is beyond you).

He still only tolerated Satoru (that's what he said, but he really was opening up to him).

And he still favored you (you don't think that that will ever change, though).

"Thanks for not turning me away..." Megumi told you, as his face was just about buried in Shiro's white fur.

Satoru was still changing, but not as materialistically.

Now he was making more of an effort to be home with you and Megumi (his days were now nine-five, no exceptions and no more bring work home).

More of an effort to bond with Megumi, who was thankfully warming up to him (he was even able to take him out on their own outings without the day going horribly wrong).

More of an effort to understand your words from before.

He is not the strongest, and that's okay (he did cry a bit when Megumi got sick, however. It was something new and scary for him, so you wouldn't tease him about it...much).

"Thank you for taking such good care of Megumi." His arms wrapped around your waist as his lips brushed against your neck, leaving a trail of kisses. "And thank you for staying by my side all this time."

You also were changing.

You think it's a good thing.

"I love you two so much." Your smile was shy, but your words were genuine. "Thank you so much for being a part of my life and turning this house into a home."

You'll never forget the smiles they gave you. Bright, wide, full of teeth and as warm as a sun beam.

Hopefully, you'll continue to change alongside your boys.

There was a lot of present/past tense errors in here lol. A small bit of grammatical errors. And I changed a few things.

Reminder that this was a response to JJK236 lmao

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Scenario: RFA reacting to Break ups (Angst)

Zen:

• Zen was out past the usual time..again. You sat in the living room with only the fridge humming loudly and the murmurs of the TV. Over thinking made it harder to process a true thought.

• You checked the wall clock only to see it was 3 AM. You frowned a bit. All day you were sick, but for some reason it seemed he had more on his agenda than to stay home. The TV became louder, which grabbed your attention in confusion

“Scandal?? Actor Zen found hanging out with New Actress a/n, getting too friendly in public! witnesses say Zen was ‘all over her’ behind a coffee shop new couple?!? What will this do to his career!”

•  The sound of the TV struck a cord in your throat. Your frown became stronger as your heart began to sink. 

• Your hands quickly went to your phone as your breath became to hitch, Looking all over social media was a nightmare you once dreamed of. She was so...Pretty. Your eyes stung and water went down your cheeks warmly

• Just then the door opens and out comes an irritated man. His brows were furrowed as he walked in, rubbing his shoulder. He said nothing to you.

• Just then your eyes shot up to the man, “Where have you been?” He looked over at you and his frown dropped to worrisome. “what do you mean...” His voice began to decline as he glared at the tv then to your phone. it was a picture of him with his arm around another women.

• He just scoffs and smiles,” C’mon. You don’t really believe that do you. It’s happened before. They’re just scan-” You immediately cut him off  “They were never this late.”  You stood up and began to walk to your all's room. taken aback, he snaps,” What so you believe the media and not me? It’s not like i had sex with her. I wasn’t with her tonight.”

• Your whole body froze. His words sent cold shivers down your back. “excuse me? Zen of course they would think women you are out with are yours. You rarely take me out anymore...so maybe I do believe so.” Your brows began to furrow as you yelled and cried. He stood there motionless. “Mc..Its not true..”

• You rushed into the room, grabbing a bag. It was late, you had no where to go but all that mattered was you’re out. “Where are you going? Mc?! Stop! You’re not going anywhere!” He quickly grabbed your hips. You turned around and smacked him. “If you cant tell me where you were then i can’t be here.”

• You could see the mans body exhale with a sigh. “Alright...I was out with her. But it wasn’t like that I swear. She’s just casted in the same production as me. please believe me.” His voice shook. Frowning he tried grabbing your hand, as he got closer you smelt feminine body spray. “I can’t i’m sorry. I need to go.”

Yoosung: 

• It was close to when Yoosung would be home from school. You thought you would surprise him, since he has been stressed about his exams. You both have been arguing for the past few days, but you decided to put that behind you. 

• As you waited on the couch, your eyes began to wonder around the room, holding a mug you got him for his hard work, when you heard the door. He looked stressed?

• You offered a hello and he just smiled a bit, rose his brows and walked to his bedroom. “Uhm. Yoosung, are you okay?” All you got back was a groan.

• “what are you doing here? You said you would be busy.” Yoosung continued, “You didn’t have to come. You know I’m also busy.” Your smile immediately dropped. 

• “Oh. You were having a bad week, so I thought hanging could change that.” Your eyes fell to the floor, embarrassed. “Well. I’m busy.” It seemed your emotions didn’t phase him. His eyes stuck on you seemingly waiting for you to leave.

• “Yoosung, you’ve been avoiding me. What is wrong? Can we please talk.” He scuffed at your question, brows furrowed, while his eyes crawled to the wall, hesitant on his next words. He threw his backpack at his bed with frustration and sighed.

• “I’m not sure-” He froze, “If this is what I want. Okay? There’s your answer. I have too much going on.” The air became cold and surrounded you. All you could do was hold your breath, You didn’t want to move at all.

• “What did you expect from me then Yoosung. Answer that. Did you expect me to be just like Rika? Is this what it’s about. “ Your voice began to rise a bit as your eyes stabbed his face with betrayal.

• “I think you should go, y/n.” He glared. “No! I won’t just go. Answer my question!” You hiccupped a bit as he stayed quiet.

• “Fine. Here. Good job on your exams. I came here to fix things, because I miss you. But I'll take the hint” you sat the mug down sternly on his desk. It didn’t break. Yoosung's rage grew in a smooth, yet fast way. With red entering his vision, He threw it at something aggressively in front of you, causing it to bust, with a shard lightly slicing your cheek.

•  Your eyes grew wide with freight. Your hand lightly clasped your own cheek as blood began to pour out of the cracks of your fingers a bit. You looked down at your hand, silently crying in confusion. “Y/n...” Yoosung then began to realize what he said to you, and what he did. He grew with shock. “What is WRONG with you..” you get a sigh out.

• “ I did nothing but cheer for you. I was the only one TRULY supporting you! And this is what i get. Rika couldn’t even be there for you. Don’t come back looking for the one who was really there for you out of everyone.” All you could do was get a laugh of air out. “I’m sorry.” All he could do was sit there, staring at you. 

• “I told you already to not look for someone’s shadow from me. You lied. didn’t you.” He just sat there, avoidant to eye contact. “If that’s how it is, have it your way. I’ll be out of your way like you wanted.” 

Jaehee:

•You and Jaehee were at the cafe counting the drawers at the end of the night. You finished counting the drawer she handled that day and waited patiently. Just passing the time watching her.

• You notice her itch the back of her neck as she sighs, “Uhh, is something wrong..?” You question the brunette sitting in front of you.

• “I felt you could have been more interactive with the store today.” There was a sudden pause of tense silence,” That’s all.” You felt overlooked by 100. With any reply to come out, it had to be a quiet dramatic gasp.

• “Jaehee, Please tell me you’re just messing around. Did you not see any of the projects or cleaning I have done this week alone? Where is this coming from?” You stood up, now looking down at her.

• “Correct me if I'm wrong, but these projects and this ‘cleaning’ you’re telling me about, these were all things I've asked you to do. I had to tell you to do these things.” Jaehee folds the envelope and closes the safe.

• “I wish you would pull your weight.” She walks out of the room as you trail behind her. “Excuse me? When we started this together, we both came to an agreement about doing what I can while hosting the parties.”

• “I’m sorry, I thought being my partner, you would see when I'm having issues handling this on my own.” Jaehee argues, her heels clicking on the wood was the only sound filling the cafe.

• You had no other choice but to sit in your confusion and pity. “Well,” You quietly responded,” What happened to communicating. I cannot read your mind.”

• “Yeah, I think we made that clear.” You were unsure as to why she was so upset about this situation. “Jaehee, can you stop walking away from me and talk to me!” You grab at her arm and she pulls away to look at you.

• “This isn’t the only thing I feel alone in. I feel alone in this too. Us.” You eyes went wide. You were not expecting this situation. Your heart was trying its best to explode from your chest.

• “What do you mean,” All she could do was keep quiet,” What have I done for you to feel this way? I have given my ALL for you. Jaehee, where is this coming from?” Your eyebrows furrow, with your rage spewing in all different directions. “What are you trying to say to me? That I have done NOTHING for us?” Words just kept coming out from you due to based confusion.

• “ Have I not spent countless nights hearing you cry on the phone about how much you were in pain at your old job? Was I not the one holding your hand when you got the keys for this place? What have I not done for you? Look,”

•  All Jaehee could do was look down, avoiding eye contact, “If i can’t give you what you need, when I’ve gone to the literal ends of earth for you, I personally don't know what else you expect from me.”

• You Stomp past her as she quickly races after you.

Jumin:

• The time you had spent with Jumin was always cherished. But recently, You have felt the resistance from him seeing you. All the dates you’ve planned have gone unattended by him. Bed times now were spent alone. Almost seemed as if he was avoiding you.

• The worst fear you could ever imagine may becoming alive. The tall stoic man walks into the door, quite early. His eyes follow your figure as you bounce off the couch. His emotionless face tells all. You slowly walk towards him as your smile carries the same speed as you move. 

• “Welcome home, Honey.” You grabbed his jacket, “Hello.” You stand waiting for a kiss to your head, but he quickly caresses your cheek and just walks past you to his home office. “Jumin. I’m concerned about something important...” He sighs holding his face, looking at you, “And what could that be?” 

• “Are you getting bored of me?” The man only looks at you in confusion, “No. I just have a life of my own, Knowing beforehand i thought you would understand that.” You frown from his rejecting response. “Babe, That’s not the answer i wanted...” 

• “Did you want me to lie?’” His chair swivels around to his computer. All you could do was scuff in disbelief. “Well You haven’t made the effort to see me recently. I try but it seems you just reject any invitation.” You walk around his desk to see his face, but as you do he went to stand.

• Now he is looming over you, coldly. “Don’t you see I am busy. It is because I have important priorities at this moment to attend to. I will not let anything unbeneficial disrupt my work.” He places his large hands on your shoulders to move you aside. 

• “What am I to you then? Why wont you face me?” You shout as he walks away from you. “I already told you. I recommend understanding.” You could only feel your heart break with rage. After every night losing sleep of this man crying vulnerably in your arms about his situations, to diss you as an assistant. 

• “Turn to me and look me in the eyes. Then I will believe you.” He stops in the door way, sighs, and turns around. Jumin Han, CEO, was now standing 8 inches away from you, again looking down at you coldly. “You’re not benefiting me. I have more important matters to attend to than this useless conversation. 

• Maybe he was having an unbearably rough day, but this did not justify his cold words to you. “Then find benefits with this unimportant piece of silver.” You plunge your ring into his chest. Jumin reaches for his chest as he exchanges the ring, refusing to let it drop to the floor. 

• This man just stood there, listening to your heels clatter on the marble flooring. He already acknowledge his words were inexcusable. instead of following you, begging, he let you walk away, as he felt defeated by the sight of your ring in his hand, not sure how to assess his own burnt bridge.

Seven: 

• Your relationship with seven was a rough one. There was a point where you felt nothing for the man, but you hoped it was only temporary, maybe it was love but you were slowly giving up. You both would argue and try to keep things together

• A small argument turns into a loud boisterous screaming match typically. But you thought things were okay between each other. Earlier in the day you both were in each others arms giggling about the little things.

• His job was having a party for the spies in the company, You were standing by the buffet sipping your wine thinking to yourself. You eyes can’t help but wander and search for your ginger haired husband. 

• Your eyes were struck by a sudden heart drop of a scene. A female co-worker rubbing up his arm. You can’t honestly tell if he’s enjoying it or trying to avoid it, All you knew was the filling rage in your face. 

• You walk up to the two, “uhm excuse me, could you please stop...?” You grabbed the girls hand and she just looks at you. “uhm, Seven who is this?” The co-worker genuinely looked confused. You were loss of words. “What? I’m his wife.” You pull your hand up and show her the ring. 

• “Oh, he never told me he had a wife.” Her eyes were wide at the sight of a ring. “Oh really.” Seven felt his eyes being stabbed out by yours. Your mind was full of enraging questions for the man. All you could objectively feel was hurt and heartbreak.

• “I mean why would he have to. don’t you see the-” You pull up his hand and it appears to be clean of any ring of commitment. Once you notice, your eyebrows raise in sheer shock and disappointment. “Seven. Where is your ring?” The girl laughs at your reaction.

• “I haven’t seen him wear a ring to work. Odd.” She walks away, leaving you humiliated. “Why aren’t you wearing it. Does this-” Seven immediately cuts you off, “Chill out, Its not a big deal. buzz off okay? Quit making a scene.” You just nod to his request take a small sip off your wine and launch the rest at his chest while smashing the glass on the floor, which slices a small sliver of your tights.

• Now, EVERYONE is looking at you too. “What the fuck..” He looks down in shock speaking quietly. “I’m done with this. Put this where yours is, because I'm not wearing mine anymore either.” you drop it on the floor. 

• “You’re just embarrassing yourself, Y/N.” Seven complains, not letting his emotions show, refusing to see his pride struck. shaking his vest the best he can. “No, I believe you have embarrassed yourself. This is not benefiting me anymore. I’ve done above and beyond for you and you play the role of being single at work. Don’t think you’ll see me when you get back.” Your intuition tells you to just walk away without responding to his call backs.

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The Journalist’s Footballer- Chapters Twenty Three and Twenty Four (Rúben Dias)

Word count: 3604

Chapter 23:

Christina

The next month goes by so quickly. I luckily get adapted to the new team I’m working with really really fast. I was surprised it was formed by almost the same amount of men and women, which means I’m no longer the odd one out. 

Out of everyone, I connected immediately with Kirby. We’ve been hanging out outside of work a lot, and Rúben even mentioned I should have her around the apartment if I wanted to. But it still doesn’t feel right, with him not being there. The only person that has stayed here a couple of nights is Sarah.

I have also fallen in love with the area where the apartment is located. I wish it wasn’t so expensive so that I could rent my own place near Rúben’s. I love having a park next to me to go on runs. And all the little shops around the neighbourhood are just lovely.

Even though Rúben told me a hundred times that no area in the apartment was off-limits, I try to avoid going into his room. It just doesn’t feel right. But I do have to go there every day to open the window and let some fresh air in.

Also, I have gotten into the habit of smelling the Tom Ford cologne he wore during the time we spent together in Manchester. And I might or might not have sprayed a bit on my Portugal top, so it smells like him. A top that I wear as my pyjamas more often than not. 

Coming back from work, I get ready to watch the first knockout match of the tournament. It’s Portugal vs France. A really tough match for the Portuguese.

I’ve already sent my good luck message to Rúben and I can only imagine how nervous he must feel.

I’m sitting on the edge of the sofa the whole match, wearing my Rúben shirt, of course. And barely touching my snacks because of how nervous I am myself. 

No team manages to score until the 87th minute when the referee gives a penalty against Portugal.

“What!!!???”, I scream to the tv. “No way that’s ever penalty. What the fuck, ref?”

Everyone can see that’s not a penalty. The player clearly touches the ball. The commentators are saying the same and so is everyone on social media. The referee is called to check the penalty on the VAR screen and I relax a bit. Surely he’s going to see his mistake, right?

But he doesn’t. He still maintains that it’s a penalty. And Mbappé gets ready to take it.

I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone to miss a penalty as much as I do right now. But there is no point in wishing because the French player scores easily to put France ahead in the game.

The decision is a huge blow for the Portuguese, who are clearly affected by it. And 10 minutes later, the match is over. Portugal is out of the World Cup.

I can see the French players celebrating, while the Portuguese are totally devastated by the defeat. The cameras show them one by one. Some are on their knees, covering their faces. Some are already up, shaking their opponent's hands. And then, there is Rúben. He’s still standing, head up but his eyes are closed. I would love to know what’s going through his head, but I can imagine it. He’s probably blaming himself for the defeat. That’s the kind of player he is. 

Throughout this month, I’ve been able to get to know him more during our daily facetime calls. We talked about everything, including work. And he allowed me to see that he’s one of those players who takes defeats to heart. He will blame himself for losing, even if he was the best player on the pitch. 

He’s been praised by everyone during the group stages, but I know he won’t care.

I pick up my phone to send a message to him. I don’t want to overwhelm him more, so I send a simple “I’m sorry ❤️". I don’t even expect an answer. He can have all the time he needs to process what just happened. 

A couple of hours later, I get ready for bed. Before I put my phone away, it buzzes with a message from Rúben.

“Thank you. Excuse me if I don’t talk much in the next couple of days. I know you understand why. I’m going to go to Portugal for a couple of days before I go back to City. See you then ❤️”.

I totally understand him wanting to visit his family. They couldn’t go to Qatar and I know he’s missed them so much. But there is a part of me that’s disappointed he’s not coming back to Manchester right away. I really wanted to see him and show him I’ll be there for him in difficult times. 

I answer his message before trying to fall asleep. I close my eyes and try really hard to sleep, but the only thing I see is him on the pitch with his eyes closed. And it breaks my heart.

**

Two days later, I’m at the office when Kirby asks me if I want to have a coffee with her after work.

“Sure, let me get this done and I’ll be ready to leave”, I say, smiling at her.

Kirby, and everyone else, have been asking me about how Rúben is doing after the defeat. Everyone here knows about our friendship but no one has made me feel bad or weird about it. 

When I get home later, I decide to do some laundry. I definitely need to step up on my getting ready to leave this place. Rúben is coming back and I still don’t have a place to go. There are a couple of apartments that could be good options, but I don’t want to rush it.

Once I’m folding all the dry clothes, I start to hear a noise outside the door. And then I hear a key going into the lock. I panic thinking about who it could be. No one has a key to this apartment apart from Rúben and me. Not even the cleaner. 

Instead of doing something, I just stand there staring at the door. Yeah, well, I wouldn’t be a final girl in a scary movie. That’s for sure.

When the door finally opens, I see him.

“Rúben?”

I immediately run towards him. I put my arms around his neck to hug him tightly and he puts his around my waist to hold me.

“Hi”, I say, putting my feet back on the floor and looking up at him. “I didn’t expect you here so soon. You scared me. I thought someone was trying to break in”.

“Sorry, I decided not to go to Portugal very last minute and even forgot to call you or something”.

“Are you ok?”, I ask, looking at his beautiful face. He seems so sad.

“I’ll be fine”, he answers. 

I get out of his embrace but don’t break the eye contact.

“Well, I’m here, ok? If you need anything. I kind of need you to hear it because the last couple of days I felt like you didn’t know it. So…yeah”.

“I know, Christina”, he says, his features softening for the first time since he walked inside the apartment.

“Umm…are you hungry? I’ve gotten really good at meal planning, so the fridge is full of food ready to be eaten”, I tell him, wanting to change the subject.

“That sounds good. I’m not too hungry though”.

“Chicken and some salad?”

He nods.

I go to the kitchen to prepare everything for him as quickly as possible. When he moves next to the kitchen table, he sees the laundry basket I left there. 

“I see you were busy”, he says.

“Yeah, kinda”, I laugh. “I’ll finish folding that in a second”.

“I can help”, he says. And before I can say anything, he grabs something from the basket.

When I turn, I see him holding a black thong. Yes, I was going to fold my underwear and socks. I can’t help but chuckle at his expression. 

“I mean, if you tell me you can fold underwear and delicate lingerie properly then go ahead”, I laugh. “But maybe you should just do the socks. Safer option”.

And that gets a laugh from him. I’m so happy to hear that sound again.

Then he seems to realise he is still holding my thong and lets it fall back into the basket. 

When the food is ready, I put it on the table for him to eat and move the basket so I can finish my folding. But then an idea crosses my mind. I could go to my room to do this, or I could do it in front of him. 

I’m not looking forward to teasing him. I just want to distract him again from those negative thoughts still going through his head. 

I can notice him looking at me every time I get a new piece out of the basket. When I look at him, he just looks away and clears his throat. I can’t hide my little smile.

“So”, he says. “Everything ok at work, right?”

“Yeah, just missing you guys so we can produce better content”.

“Well, some of us are back already”, he says, this time looking away with a frown on his face.

I put the basket away so I can sit next to him.

“Rúben, I know this is painful, ok? I know it’s going to be painful for a while. But you have to move on”.

“I know”, he says with a hurt expression. “But it’s just so hard to lose, especially with my country”.

“I get it”, I tell him, putting my hand on his arm. “But you did the best you could. It wasn’t your fault. Hell, it wasn’t even your teammate’s fault. It was a referee's decision fucking it all up for you guys”.

“Well, we could have taken any of the opportunities to score that we had. And we didn’t”.

“Sure, that’s true. But France had chances too and didn’t score either. It was such a tight match. You were playing against the current world champions, Rúben”, I remind him. “You did so well and a stupid decision from a stupid referee was what made the difference, ok? So don’t beat yourself up too much”.

I get up to take my clothes back to my room.

When I come back to the kitchen, I see Rúben staring at me.

“What?”

“Nothing”, he says. “I just missed you”.

Rúben

I was worried about choosing to come to Manchester instead of Portugal. But it was the right decision. Not only has seeing Christina made me feel a hundred times better, but I also know that she won’t make me talk about the match. Reminding me that she’s there for me is one thing, but I know my family will also want me to talk about it and…I’m not ready for that.

I also wasn’t ready to see Christina’s underwear but it definitely distracted me for a second. Every time she took a new piece from the basket, I couldn’t help but imagine her wearing it. She knew what she was doing. 

After a long chat, mostly about her time at City, we decide to go to bed. It’s so hard to separate myself from her after being away for so long. I wish I could just hold her all night, while I try to sleep. It has been a bit difficult these last couple of days.

At 2 am, I find myself staring at the ceiling and decide to go to Christina’s room. I don’t really know what she can do for me at this time of the night but, I just feel like I need to see her.

I knock softly on the door, but there is no response. I knock again and nothing. So I decide to open the door to see if I can call her and manage to wake her up gently.

But when I open the door, something makes me freeze. The blankets are only covering up to her waist, and I can see the top that she is wearing. My Portugal shirt that I left for her before leaving. A huge grin invades my face. How many nights has she slept wearing it?

I turn back to go to my room and lie in bed awake all night. But when I close my eyes, I see her. Wearing my shirt. And I finally fall asleep with a smile on my face.

Chapter 24:

Rúben

I wake up earlier than I wanted to because of the jet lag, so I decide to make Christina and me something to eat for breakfast.

When I’m done finishing the first batch of protein pancakes, she shows up in the kitchen. No longer wearing my top, sadly, but her City clothes.

“Morning”.

“Morning, I made us some breakfast”.

“Thank you”, she says, studying my face. “You look better. Did you sleep well?”

“It took me a while to fall asleep, but then I had a good rest”.

“Nice”.

We sit at the table to eat when she asks me for my plans for the day.

“Well, I’m going to drive you to work and I’ll stay there at the gym”.

“Rúben”, she says, sounding annoyed. “Can’t you take a day off? Really?”

I chuckle. “Going to the gym will help me mentally. You’ll thank me later. You don’t want to live with a grumpy version of me”.

“Whatever you say”, she says, playfully rolling her eyes. “And, speaking of that, I’ll go see another apartment after work. I have a couple of options I like, so I might be able to move there soon”.

That was not something I wanted to hear. A part of me had forgotten that was her plan. I just want her to stay here with me forever.

“Right”, I say, not knowing how to approach this subject. “Just know that there is no hurry, ok? Make sure you find the perfect place. And in a safe area. There are so many things you have to think about”. 

She gives me an amused look. “Do you have a map of the areas with the highest rate of crimes or something?”, she laughs.

“Ha ha. Excuse me for worrying about you”.

She chuckles again and gets up to finish getting ready for work. And I’m left here, wondering when she’ll leave me. Will just seeing her at work be enough?

**

“I’ll walk you to your office”, I tell Christina when we get to the training centre.

“What a gentleman you are”, she winks.

On our way there, I find a lot of people who come to give me their support. Yeah, it’s nice being back here. I know I’ll be taken care of.

“Hey Chris!”, I hear Kirby say. “And Rúben! Hi!”

“Hi Kirby, you ok?”

“Yes, happy to have you back”, she says, and then adds. “I mean, not happy you lost. You know what I mean. Right?”

“I do”, I say with a chuckle.

“So yeah, that. Happy to have you back, but…don’t steal Christina from me now, ok?”, she says laughing and hugging Christina.

“Awww, you’re going to fight over me? Cute!”

“No, we won’t”, says Kirby looking at me. “Because we know who will win”.

When I look at Christina, she’s blushing.

“Well, I’ll go to the gym and you two can go to work. I’ll see you later?”, I say, looking at Christina.

“Yeah, I should be back around 6, after visiting the apartment I told you about”.

“Right”, I say, trying not to sound too annoyed by that. “See you then”.

A couple of hours at the gym and then a whole afternoon waiting for Christina. Though I guess I could occupy myself with something to pass the time. And I know exactly what to do.

Christina

“So, was there a nice reunion last night?”, says Kirby, nudging me with her elbow.

I shake my head. “It’s not like that”.

“And why? Why? You like him and he likes you. You are literally living with him. God! You two are so stupid!”, she says rolling her eyes.

“It’s not that simple”.

“Make it simple then!”

I know she’s right. But I also don’t know how to approach this. Should I wait until I move out of his house? Should I worry about him finding someone else if I don’t make a move soon?

Ugh, so frustrating.

I forget about Rúben for a couple of hours, so I can concentrate on work. Now that the players are coming back from Qatar, we need to plan how to create content with them. I check the schedules to make sure we don’t make them do too many things on days with heavy training sessions.

Two hours after starting to work, I hear a knock on my door.

“Come in!”, I say, not lifting my eyes from the screen.

“I got you a coffee”, I hear Rúben say.

“Thanks”, I smile. “You didn’t have to”.

“It’s fine. I’m also going home now and I wanted to check on you”.

My smile gets bigger. “Well, no one has kidnapped me at work today, thankfully. Thursdays are usually wild”.

“You know what I mean”, he says, rolling his eyes.

We stare at each other again, not breaking eye contact. It’s almost as if we were trying to read each other’s minds.

“Right”, says Rúben, being the one who broke the contact this time. “I’ll let you work. See you later”.

“Bye. See you!”

When he closes the door, I just stare at it. I really need to make a move.

**

The apartment I came to see looks as good as in the photos. However, there hasn’t been a moment of silence since we walked inside. Probably why the price is so low for such a good apartment. The neighbours are unbearable.

I still pretend to look, politely. Even though I know there is no way I could live here.

Defeated, I make my way home. I mean, to Rúben’s place. 

Even without opening the door, I can smell the food. It smells like heaven. I open it and make my way inside, hearing some Portuguese music coming from the kitchen. Well, someone is feeling better.

“Rúben?”

“Kitchen!”

“What is this?”, I say when I see all the food he has been preparing. And, is that a cake he’s putting into the oven?

“I wanted to make you dinner”, he says, casually.

“Me? It looks like you are preparing dinner for the queen”, I say, laughing. 

“You are more important than the queen. Go get changed and I’ll have everything ready so we can eat”.

I walk towards my room, looking back to see him putting everything on the table. I won’t be going to bed hungry tonight, that’s for sure.

I thought about just wearing my loungewear to be around the house but I feel like I’d be underdressed for such a feast. Plus, Rúben was looking like a meal himself with his black jeans and green shirt.

I decide to put on a simple white dress. Comfortable but cute.

“You look gorgeous”, says Rúben when I get to the kitchen.

“Thanks”, I smile. “You don’t look bad yourself”.

“Ok, so, I cooked a few things”, he says, showing me all the dishes on the table.

“That’s an understatement”, I joke. 

“I didn’t know what you would prefer and I had the time, so…”, he says, looking nervous. “And dessert will be ready when we are done eating”.

“Are you baking me a cake, Rúben?”, I ask, making him blush.

“It’s a Portuguese cake. The only one I know how to bake”.

“I’m sure I’ll love it”.

And I love everything he cooked. I want to try everything to show him how much I appreciate his effort, but now I think I’ll have to roll to bed instead of walking.

An alarm on his phone tells him the cake should be ready, so he gets up to check the oven. My eyes never leave him. I can’t stop staring at him. 

I hear him muttering in Portuguese while he places the cake on a plate. What did I do to be so lucky? To have this amazing man baking me a cake and treating me like a princess?

“Here”, he says, putting a plate with a piece of cake in front of me. “It doesn’t look great but it tastes good”.

I take a bite and my mouth explodes with the flavour. “Wow. That’s so good, Rúben. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever had but so good”.

When I look up at him, he is smiling widely. So proud of his cake. He’s adorable.

Once we are done eating, I have to tell Rúben that no matter how much he complains, I’ll help him tidy up. After everything he did, it’s the least I can do.

When the dishwasher is on, I make myself a cup of tea, which I take with me to the sofa. Rúben is sitting there finding something we can watch.

Looking at him almost takes my breath away. And then I remember Sarah and Kirby asking why nothing has happened yet. Why? And they are right.

So I go to the sofa, put the cup on the coffee table, sit next to Rúben, turn his face so he’s looking at me and I kiss him.

#ruben dias #footballer x reader #ruben dias fluff #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias x reader #footballer imagine

[lhrry]

Speaking of Olivia, I have no idea why it is like that but she just affects me quite a lot. I mean, I’ve been around since the end of 2017 so Camille was here but I wasn’t really deep into the fandom back then and I barely knew about her existence so holivia is technically my first stunt if you know what I mean. And whenever I see she is around and will be at the show I’m like "shit, here we go again" and I don’t know, when they’re somewhere together like it was with Italy, I find myself being kinda upset about it. This woman is just so toxic and everywhere, I can’t look at her and I don’t know how to cut her out which I see many people doing. I can’t really stay away from social media to not check the updates but it’s not really doing anything to me anyway, ugh I wish it could end already

oof, i get that first stunts like that are difficult and HO is something that is difficult to stomach even for most of us who have been here since.. forever. I’m not saying I don’t ever get affected either - I do and I do for example dread dwd promo and think I’ll just disappear for a bit around that time. but ultimately i am able to put some distance between myself and the stunt/her and just cut it off a bit, I rarely ever see pictures where she’s not cut off or pictures of her at the shows (thanks to my dash) luckily. Also I’m very aware it’s all part of a job, it’s contractual and there’s actually probably very little time they spend together. I try to keep myself from projecting - I don’t like her, I don’t think she’s a particularly good person, I’m not a fan of many things I hear, do think some of the reports and rumours regarding her are uncomfortable to say the least, but I also think the fandom projects their reactions and anger to and at the stunt on her a lot and I try to avoid that because if I villainise her to that level without having solid info on what’s happening there etc. I’m not really helping myself handle this and rather making myself more anxious about it all and not helping anyone really, so I stay away from that as well as talking about her in general. And also, it’s just one of the most obviously PR relationships that i’ve ever seen, it’s so incredibly transparent and many people outside the fandom see it as well, so it’s good to always remember that, there’s some kind of a transaction going on and it’s just really obvious. But if it does affect you a lot, I’d still advise you to try and take some kind of a break, it helps put things into perspective and that’s healthy!

#talk time with agnes #holivia

[pinkhairandpokemon]

What's the best thing about Galar? The worst?

Hop:

I’ll answer this one! I think simultaneously the best and worst thing about Galar is the Gym Challenge. Because on one hand, it can really help young rookie trainers grow. A lot of the gym leaders, most notably the older ones, are very encouraging to the challengers. Heck, it’s a tradition for the first three gym leaders to get together and cheer on any challengers who’ve earned three badges before they leave Motostoke. And it’s not like that false kind of encouragement, either. I mean, maybe from the higher ups like Chairman Rose it was, but the Gym Leaders genuinely believed in us and looked forward to seeing how the we’d continued to grow. Also, it’s one of the biggest competitions in the world! People from all over come to watch it, and everyone is always in such high spirits during its duration. You can really feel just how much it brings all of Galar together.

But it’s like I said- the gym challenge wasn’t exactly perfect, either. I came to realize that after I went through mine and had two people close to me become champions. First of all, the endorsement system. I guess it wasn’t exactly hard to get an endorsement, a lot of gym leaders would take on mentoring new trainers for a few weeks before the start of the challenge and endorse them. But it WAS hard for anyone who didn’t live in a town with a gym leader, or some sort of league official. Blake and I got lucky cause my brother just so happened to be champion. If he wasn’t then we probably would have had to take a train ride halfway across the region just to find a gym leader willing to endorse us. Which would’ve been a mess for all sorts of reasons.

And then there was the pressure. Which REALLY started to set in after you got past the third badge. A lot of people don’t get that far, and once you do suddenly the whole region has its eyes on you. For us, it seemed like the competition really heated up at that point. The league often portrayed it as friendly and all in good fun, but honestly it wasn’t like that all the time. There were a handful of trainers with a very toxic and overall nasty attitude who made it their goal to bring down other challengers. Even some of gym leaders were starting to show frustration from losing so much, though thankfully I don’t think anyone took it out directly on the challengers. But nowadays I do question exactly how healthy that was, especially for younger gym leaders like Bea or Allister. And don’t get me started on social medias! Honestly Blake and I learned to stay off it during our gym challenge. I guess this is something you can never avoid, but people on the internet got pretty weird. Gossiping about the challengers, harshly judging them, Blake even said they got a few dirty looks and remarks from the fans of the gym leaders they beat. Even though beating them… was literally the point of the challenge. Why on earth would you hate someone for doing well at a challenge? I get that a gym leader might be your idol or something, but seriously, it’s not the end of the world if they’re beaten!

And don’t get me started on what happened if you DID become champion. I’d known Blake for three years before our gym challenge and before that they’d NEVER met Leon in person. My best friend AND neighbor, who was practically like family, never met my older brother. All because Lee never had the time to come home. Even on holidays- we always had to travel up to Wyndon to spend them with him! Not that we were upset at him, we were more than happy to go visit. But still, looking back it was ridiculous! Then there was the situation with Chairman Rose, which was a whole thing of its own…

Thankfully Blake did have it a bit easier as Leon took over the role of chairman. He was no where near as hard on them, and went out of his way countless times to make it easier than it had been for him! But even then there was a lot of pressure their status gave them, like from the media for example.

So yeah, I wouldn’t trade my experience for the world, BUT as much as the gym challenge helped me grow- not just as a trainer but also as a person- there were still some deep rooted issues going on within the league at the time. Thankfully, ever since Leon’s taken over he’s made some huge changes! There’s no longer an endorsement system so it’s far easier for trainers to sign up and compete. Better battle safety regulations have been put in place, challenger privacy is far more protected- no more announcers randomly revealing a challenger is an orphan in the middle of a gym battle or something like that. And he’s been working to change the requirements that come with earning the champion title. Galar’s current champion- the kid who dethroned Blake- is no longer expected to live in Wyndon or randomly attend exhibition matches out of the blue. He’s considering putting something similar to Paldea’s system in place- where the “Champion” title is just a reward, an achievement- like it’s supposed to be- not a responsibility that impacts your whole life.

It hasn’t been an easy change for everyone, and there’s still a lot of things left to fix, but it’s definitely help ease the stress for both challengers, league officials, and their Pokémon. Sorry this sort of turned into a spiel about my brother, but I’m seriously really proud of him!

#(ooc: im so sorry this basically turned into a headcanon dump. this got way longer than i anticipated) #pokeblogging #pokemon irl #pokeblog rp #rival hop #pokemon #unreality #long post

[life-of-a-mami]

Life Update: Holy Week '24

Hello, you 👋🏼

Honestly, I've been avoiding writing on here lately to steer clear of reflecting on my life, but today has been wild. So, here I am.

To start things off, I went on a "family trip" this Holy Week, which, according to Google, is when Christians observe Jesus' final days and crucifixion. It's a really special holiday in my very catholic country which also gives the chance for people to escape the city for a bit and reflect. Now, if you know me well, you're aware that family trips aren't exactly my cup of tea. Picture me enduring days of obligatory conversations with relatives who aren't exactly each other's biggest fans.

But when I got home, things really kicked up a notch.

I discovered that my then-boyfriend had impregnated his side chick, and they now have an undeniably adorable baby boy. Now, don't get me wrong—I've moved on. It's just ironic how we parted ways because he wasn't prepared to be a father figure while we were together just a little over a year ago.

Adding to the ex-related drama, it appears that a man I was once very sure I was going to marry blocked me on social media. Isn't life just full of surprises? I mean it’s fine and all but so much for "let's stay friends”.

Last but not least, a close friend and occasional fuck buddy messaged me about a girl we used to work with. Apparently, she's been reaching out to him since breaking up with her toxic boyfriend, attempting to make a move. I'll be honest—I couldn't care less about him seeing other people, but if he gets involved with this particular girl, that's where I draw the line. I don’t know if he’s forcing a reaction out of me or not but its insulting how we’re friends and you continue to parade her in front of me. Our bond isn't as solid as it used to be, and honestly, entertaining this girl would be the final straw for me.

Once again, in this time of reflection, I feel it's about time to let go of some more people in my life. It's sad but, c'est la vie.

Love, F.

#thoughts #life lessons #love #self love #relationship #feeling #emotions #self reflecting #holiday #sad thoughts

[wolfryx]

#Productivity #DigitalDetox #Health #Life #Technology

[lomowired]

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#aaaaa i hate this #i'm going away on thursday for like almost a week #and the internet's probably gonna be fucking shit #which means that i'll most likely miss q's stream #what ever dream has planned #streams from like tommy etc #ranboo's shit too #and i probably won't be able to watch most of the vods very well #which also mean i have to stay off social media a bit more to avoid spoilers #which sucks because i wanna interact with my friends and stuff #originally i thought we were gone till like sunday #but it's probably gonna be till tuesday #and i'm shit at watching vods because i just #forget most of the time #i hate it here

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PURE [3] - Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

A/N: Over 1 thousand notes. You guys are insane. I can’t see any other explanation.

Thank you so much for all the love and support under the previous parts, all those comments just absolutely made my day! I would never expect this story to receive such a positive feedback, which I’m extremely grateful for! 

Anyway, I decided to add some additional plot to this story - mainly, the sudden criticism and hate directed on Y/N after the last Among Us stream. I thought it would make things more interesting.

That being said, I hope you enjoy the third part ^^

part 1

part 2 

part 4 

part 5

PURE [3]

Y/N stared at her phone screen, reading through the latest tweets of her friends inviting their fans to watch their streams. It was Thursday evening and just as it was planned, everyone was getting ready for another game of Among Us. Just as she would do if it wasn’t for all those comments...

The last stream caused sudden, unexpected amounts of attention on her social media. She probably shouldn’t be that surprised by it, given the fact that by appearing in Sean’s and Felix’s videos she wasn’t all that strange to their fans. But people who watched Rae, Toast, or Corpse’s streams didn’t know her. And apparently, some of them weren’t that happy to see a new face among the group of well-known gamers. 

She always tried to avoid the unnecessary spotlight as much as she could, preferring to stay hidden somewhere behind other, much more popular streamers. And it never bothered her. She was never one to enjoy too much attention anyway.

That’s why when she discovered how upset, or even angry, some people were when she played with all those famous streamers, she was quite shocked, to say the least. 

Like all those comments under Poki’s tweet, in which she mentioned who’s gonna be playing this time...

“Duh, why’s that Y/N chick supposed to play with them again? There are at least hundreds of other, much more popular streamers I can think of who would be better than her.”

“Who the fuck is she anyway? Why’s she there?”

“lmao, some random girl who got lucky enough to know jacksepticeye. Don’t get why she’s playing with them though.”

“NOT HER AGAIN. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE WAS SO FUCKING ANNOYING LAST TIME”

Sure, she wasn’t as famous as Felix, or Sean, or Rae, or anyone else for that matter. Her audience wasn’t very small, but it was nothing compared to the number of fans other YouTubers had. It was understandable that most people didn’t know who she was, and didn’t understand why she was there in the first place.

She was, in fact, just some random girl who was lucky to have Sean as her friend. But in a group of such great and well-known streamers, she definitely stood out like a sore thumb. 

Y/N almost jumped in her seat when her phone beeped with a new message, Sean’s nickname showing up at the top of her screen. 

Jackaboy: We’re starting in a few kiddo

Jackaboy: But join the call now so we can both make fun of Felix

After the last game, she was so excited and couldn’t wait for this evening. She looked forward to cooperating with Sykkuno again, to arguing with Toast, to laughing with Sean and Felix, to murdering other people with Corpse... Yet now, all this excitement seemed to vanish just like the mood to play, let alone talk with other people. They would surely see right through her and try to make her spill the beans, which would ruin the stream. And the last thing she wanted was to ruin their game.

Jackaboy: You there Y/N??

She sighed, thinking of some believable excuse that wouldn’t arouse suspicion, but her mind was flooded with all those comments and DMs she received over those past days, which expressed nothing but hatred towards her. 

Y/N: I’m really sorry Sean, but I don’t think I will be joining you today... I don’t feel very well. 

She waited for Sean’s reply impatiently, expecting him to send her some angry emoji or tell her to move her ass and join the discord call. What she didn’t expect though, was that he would facetime her. 

Her first instinct was to throw her phone across the room as if it would make Sean stop calling. He wouldn’t stop unless she’d tell him the truth. 

So she cleared her throat and plastered the widest smile on her face, before answering his call.

“Alright, what is going on?” Sean asked right away, staring at her with his brows furrowed. He wasn’t in his recording room, but in his kitchen, which meant that he left his stream to call her. “And please don’t tell me you’re sick cause I won’t believe it anyway. And neither will Pewds.”

“I’m tired, Sean... I was working late again and I really need to rest.” she lied, trying to keep her voice steady and calm. She really didn’t want Sean to interrogate her now, not when his fans were waiting for him. “I’m sure you’ll find someone else though. Please tell the guys that I’m sorry”

“Y/N, c’mon, cut this bullshit. What’s wrong?” he asked softly, moving his phone closer to his face. “You know you’re a terrible liar, just tell me what happened. If you don’t wanna play then neither do I.”

“Sean, please don’t do it” she shook her head with a sigh. “Your fans are waiting for you, I’ll be fine.”

“Well they’re waiting for you too you dummy, I already promised them you’ll be playing with us tonight” he stated matter of factly, rolling his eyes. Y/N remained silent for a moment, and Sean suddenly furrowed his brows, narrowing his eyes at her in a suspicious look. “Did someone tell you something rude last time we played? Who and what?”

“What? No, Sean, oh my God. Everyone was super nice, it has nothing to do with the last stream... not with you guys, at least.” she mumbled under her breath, dropping her eyes from Sean’s confused face.

“What do you mean not with you guys? Y/N, what the hell happened?” he demanded, slowly getting more and more worried. She wouldn’t tell him though, too scared that Sean would just laugh it off, even though he also sometimes had problems with dealing with hate. And just as if he was reading her mind, Sean sighed, his face softening in a sad smile. “You’ve read the comments, didn’t you?”

She felt so stupid for being so easily offended by comments of some random people on the Internet, that she just nodded her head meekly, still looking anywhere but at the man. 

“Look kiddo... I’m not gonna tell you to get yourself together and just ignore them, cause it won’t help, and I know cause I’ve been there. Hell, I’m still there.” he chuckled to himself and continued “Anyway, you really shouldn’t be worrying yourself about people who don’t even know you. They don’t know you, Y/N, why would some complete stranger’s opinion matter to you?”

“They said I shouldn’t be playing with you guys... that I’m nothing but a burden and you should be playing with someone who’s at least recognizable.”

“Well excuse me Miss, last time I checked I could choose who the fuck I want to play with.” Sean scoffed, clearly irritated by such comments “You’re one of my best friends Y/N and I don’t give a fuck what some haters say. And neither should you.”

“Maybe you should just invite someone else... It would make everyone happy.” she muttered almost inaudibly, but Sean almost barked at her when he heard her words.

“I told you to cut that bullshit, Y/N! Everyone couldn’t wait for this game and now you wanna back out? C’mon, kid. Do you have any idea how heartbroken Sykkuno’s gonna be? When you left so quickly last time, he kept complaining that he has no one to team up with.” she couldn’t help but smile at that, letting out a tiny giggle. “And Corpse? Have you even seen his last tweet?”

“What? No, I- I don’t follow him...” she said, wondering what Sean was talking about. She quickly searched for Corpse on Twitter, still being on facetime with Sean, and her heart almost dropped when she saw the last tweet.

@.Corpse_Husband Really excited for tonight’s Among Us stream, 8PM PST.

Jacksepticeye

Valkyrae

Pewdiepie

Pokimane

Sykkuno

Disguised Toast 

Logic 

Mr Beast

and, hopefully, my partner in crime - Little Y/N 

:)

She stared at the screen with her eyes widened, and her lips corners curling up in a small, bashful smile. It was so nice of Corpse to mention her as well, especially with the nickname that he seemed to like so much since their last game. 

“God, if you could see yourself right now. How’s it that my pep talk didn’t do shit, but Corpse’s tweet magically made you smile, ugh.” Sean reminded her of his presence, and she quickly returned to the call, trying to somehow control her burning cheeks. 

“It’s not like that, Sean, I really appreciate that you’re trying to cheer me up... I just didn’t expect your friends to like me...” she admitted quietly, and if Sean could, he would probably strangle her at that moment. 

“I JUST TOLD YOU THAT SYKKUNO KEPT BUGGING ME ABOUT YOU FOR TWO FUCKING HOURS. YOU THINK HE WOULD TALK ABOUT YOU IF HE DIDN’T LIKE YOU?!”

“I just... what if they’re just being nice, but they don’t actually want me to play with them?”

“I’m done.” Sean groaned, shaking his head furiously. “Alright, here’s what you’re gonna do. You stay away from your phone, join the discord call, say hi to everyone, and we’re all gonna have fun, okay? If not, Pewds is gonna murder you, cause he was already growing impatient even before I called you.”

“I’m still not sure if that’s a good idea, Sean...”

“But I am sure, Y/N! Now come on, we’re playing in five. I’m telling everyone you’re joining as well.”

And before she could even reply, he hung up. Y/N groaned, rushing to her computer to turn it on. Now it would just be plain rude not to join the game, especially after Sean wasted his time talking with her, while he should be talking to his fans. Just as he suggested, she kept her phone far away from her desk, deciding to stay away from Twitter and all those comments for a bit. Maybe it would help her clear her mind and at least try to have some fun. 

An invite to the group call was already waiting for her, along with a message from Sean with a code to the game. Y/N put her headphones on before joining the call and quickly typing in the code. 

“... so let me repeat myself. I ALWAYS sound guilty, no matter what. Please, guys, don’t vote me out!” 

Y/N shook her head with a smile on her lips when the first thing she heard after joining the call was Felix’s pleading voice. Clearly, he was already trying to save his own ass even before the game began.

 Y/N could hear Sean’s loud voice as he commented on Felix’s plea with some snarky remark, later also catching the sounds of Rae’s laughter. Everyone was already there, they’ve been clearly waiting for her to join. 

“Hey, look who’s finally here! Hi Y/N!” Poki noticed her presence first. 

“Hello everyone” Y/N said, as shy and quiet as usual.

“Oh, Y/N! It’s so great to see you again, I was worried you weren’t joining us tonight” Sykkuno said, a pout clear in his voice. 

“WELL ABOUT DAMN TIME” Felix all but yelled, making her roll her eyes with a smile. “What did I tell you about being late?!”

“Give her a break Felix, her mic wasn’t working again... Luckily, I was there to save the damsel in distress” Sean said, and even though she couldn’t see him, Y/N was almost certain that he was smirking. 

“Yeah, I’m really sorry guys to have kept you waiting so long...” Y/N said, feeling genuinely bad. Maybe Sean was right after all? They could have just invited someone else, and yet they decided to wait for her.  

“It’s okay, you’re here now and it’s all that matters” a deep voice sounded out, and whether she liked it or not, Y/N grinned like an idiot with a blush rising up her cheeks. 

“Shit, here we go again...” Felix sighed, making everyone else laugh. Y/N bit at her lower lip, feeling her heart thump in her chest as she felt a sudden wave of courage, deciding to speak up despite her initial shyness:

“Well... I couldn’t just leave my partner in crime alone, right?” she asked, and she could swear she heard Corpse stutter as if he completely didn’t expect her to say that.  

“Ah yes, after all, killing wouldn’t be the same without her, right Corpse?” Toast teased, repeating Corpse’s words from the last stream. Everyone in the call laughed, Y/N included. She couldn’t stop herself from smiling, even though just mere minutes ago she was on the verge of crying. “It’s good to have you here, Y/N/N. Maybe I’ll actually get a chance to finally kill you this time.”

“Jesus Christ, Toast. You sound like a psychopath. Hey, I’m happy you’re here, lemme stab you in the back, please?” someone whose nickname was MrBeast spoke up with a chuckle, before directing his next words to Y/N “I believe we haven’t played together before, I’m Mr Beast, it’s really nice to meet you Y/N”

“Yeah, pleased to meet you!” another player, Logic, spoke up “I also didn’t have a chance to play with you yet, but I’ve seen Sean’s last stream... Let me just say, that Toast murder was absolutely perfect!” 

“Wow. And here I almost managed to block it out. I’m fucking traumatized Y/N, you should be ashamed of yourself” Toast scoffed over Felix’s laughter. 

“You should be proud of yourself!” Sean interfered “Just so you know lads, Y/N may seem like a little angel, but she’s a little demon. You’ve been warned.” 

“Yeah, she’ll charm you with her voice only to snap your neck next second.” Felix scoffed.

“Just like she did with Corpse!” 

“Charm?!” Y/N gasped, her cheeks burning.

“I don’t recall Y/N killing me...” Corpse said in his low voice. 

“I love how that’s the only thing he denied” Poki pointed out in a teasing voice, which only made Y/N sink further into her chair. 

“Can we please start the game now?” she asked in a pleading voice, hoping that everyone would stop making fun of Corpse and her. She could only imagine how uncomfortable he felt, for some reason being the target of their jokes... They must’ve made him feel awkward, right? 

“Jack, did you tell Y/N how we’re playing tonight?” Sykkuno asked, and she sighed in relief that they dropped the jokes. 

“Oh, right! So there’s this mod called proximity chat, where we’re able to hear each other as we pass by another person, and it seems quite fun so that’s what we decided to try out tonight.” Sean explained to Y/N, and before she could ask another question, he added “I’ve just sent you the link, it’ll take a minute to install it.”

“Oh, okay. Thank you Sean” Y/N said, before downloading the mod and quickly installing it. When everything was set and ready, she pulled up Among Us again and typed in the code, and the game finally began. 

“Woah”

“Holy shit!” 

“Guys this is so cool!” Sykkuno exclaimed, his voice so happy and excited that Y/N couldn’t help but giggle. 

“Okay, I’m scared now. I feel like encounters with Imposter are just gonna be perfectly cut screams” Felix chuckled, as they left the dropship and moved down the map. That’s when Y/N gasped in surprise, upon seeing the locations completely different than those she was used to.

“Wait- is that a different map?” she asked through her mic, hearing Toast’s distanced, devilish laugh. There was only Rae and Sykkuno beside her, as everyone else have already split up to do their tasks.

“Oh yeah, that’s Polus, it’s much more fun than the one we were playing in last time.” Rae explained happily and Y/N groaned. She didn’t know that map.

“Great. I don’t even know how am I supposed to do tasks in here...”

“Oh, it’s not that hard. They’re in most cases similar to those you already know, they only look a little bit different.” Sykkuno said in his kind voice, before asking “Do you want to team up again, Y/N?”

“I thought you would never ask Sykkuno” Rae chuckled under her breath.

“Yeah, that would be great! I need someone to show me around” she smiled. The trio finally moved from their spot beside the dropship and went to the left where, as Y/N later realized, was electrical. She quickly did her task in there, being under the watchful eyes of both Sykkuno and Rae.  

Before the latter could do his own task, the first body was reported.

“The body is in the lab” Felix said, and Y/N couldn’t help but smirk as she saw that it was Toast who was murdered first. One less person to accuse her or try to frame her, if he was the Imposter. 

“I just ran towards the lab from the left side, I only saw Poki on my way there” Corpse said right away, and the accused girl was quick to try and defend herself:

“Okay, I wasn’t in the lab, I was doing that engines task which is next to the lab.�� 

“Did you see someone else there?” Jack questioned. 

“Nope, just me and the engines.” 

“Okay. Sykkuno, where are you?” the lime astronaut was next on Jack’s list of suspects, which made Sykkuno groan. 

“Why do you sound so suspicious right away?” he asked in disbelief, causing the rest to giggle “I was with Y/N and Rae all this time, we were all doing our tasks in electrical.”

“Is that true Y/N?”

“Yes Sean, that is true” she rolled her eyes with a laugh “I don’t even know this map, I have to stick with someone so I don’t end up like Toast.”

“Alright, what about rest? Logic? I think I saw you in admin but then you disappeared somewhere.” Felix said.

“Yeah I’m with Mr Beast in the office”

“That’s right” Mr Beast confirmed, which didn’t bring anything new to the investigation, so everyone decided to skip.

“Wo- Okay where are we now?” Y/N asked in surprise, when the new round began in some completely new place Sykkuno didn’t manage to show her yet. She could hear as Corpse laughed at her shocked voice, which made her smile widely.

“Yeah, I’m also not used to this new map yet” he admitted, his black astronaut walking up to her white one “Hey, wanna see something cool?”

“Sure!”

-

*Meanwhile Sykkuno*

“Okay this is bad guys, we lost Y/N” Sykkuno said to his mic, running around the map to find the girl he was earlier teamed up with. “I thought she followed us when the new round began, but she must’ve gone the other way... What if she’s dead already? Not good, not good...” 

-

"Woah! This looks amazing! Is there some task here as well?”

“Yes, there’s temperature recording right here” Corpse said, standing by the lava pit, watching as Y/N’s character ran back and forth over the pool of lava. 

“I wonder if you could jump into it. What do you think, Corpse?” she asked curiously, standing close to the edge. 

“Not that I’m aware of it...” he mumbled coming closer to the edge as well “Why would you jump into it?” he asked with a half-smile on his face. 

“So Felix can’t stab me in the back.” she whispered, even though there was no one around them. 

“You think it’s him?” Corpse mirrored her voice, and she hummed in response “Why?”

“He’s constantly suspicious of everyone, last time we played he also kept interrogating us all, without even telling his own location.” she stated as if it was very obvious. Corpse couldn’t help but let out a laugh “What? Why are you laughing at me?”

“Not at you, Y/N. I’m just impressed by your investigation skills” he admitted “In that case, we better both jump in. Felix likes to frame other people.”

“You wanna jump into the lava with me?”

“Sure I do.”

“There you are!” Sykkuno’s lime astronaut came out of nowhere, followed by Mr Beast. Two of them walked up to Y/N and Corpse, and before the latter could even say anything, Mr Beast snapped Y/N’s neck.

“WAIT, NO-”

“OH GOD, OH GOD” Sykkuno yelled in panic.

“KILL HIM CORPSE” Mr Beast screamed, frantically running around.

-

“What the heck?” Y/N stared at her screen in shock, her dead body laying over the lava pit. Mr Beast had already fled to the left, leaving her, Sykkuno and Corpse standing between two of them. None of them said anything for a moment before the black astronaut finally spoke up.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N” he kept repeating, regret clear in his voice. “And Sykkuno, I- I can’t even express how-”

He was cut off by Felix’s scream, who reported the bodies before Corpse could kill him as well.

“IT’S CORPSE ALRIGHT” Felix yelled right away “HE’S STANDING OVER Y/N AND SYKKUNO, HE HAS THEIR BLOOD ON HIS HANDS”

“That is- I did not kill them” Corpse replied, calm as ever, as opposed to his frantic apologies. 

“Then why were you standing there?! Without reporting the bodies?!”

“I was... mourning their death.” he replied, which caused the whole group to burst out laughing. “Seriously guys, you think I would murder Sykkuno? And Y/N? I would never even think of hurting them.”

“The simp is strong, we get it, but it doesn’t really save your situation” Rae laughed. 

“Let’s kick him out guys, he can’t even defend himself” Sean chuckled, and everyone else didn’t need to be told twice. Soon enough, Y/N watched as Corpse’s black astronaut was thrown into the lava pit... Oh, the irony...

The game continued with her wandering around the map, doing the rest of her tasks to at least support somehow her fellow crewmates. She stumbled upon Corpse’s ghost at some point and laughed wholeheartedly when he started circling her little character in something she read as an attempt to apologize. 

A little while later another body was reported, this time it was Felix who lost his life. Y/N didn’t really focus on the conversation this time, glancing at her phone instead. There was this urge to reach for it and check how people reacted to her joining the game, but she kept repeating Sean’s words in her head. There was no point in worrying about the opinion of somebody who doesn’t even know her... or at least that’s what she tried to convince herself to think. 

Her attention was brought back to the game when she heard the sound of a new message from someone who was also dead. She clicked on the chat, seeing that it was one of the Impostors.

Corpse: :(

Corpse: I’m sorry 

Y/N thought it was sweet of him to apologize for it, even though it was his main goal to murder everyone after all. She believed he was genuinely sorry for it, just like she was each time she was an Impostor and had to kill somebody.

Sykkuno: Welcome to the afterlife, Corpse!

She laughed at Sykkuno’s constant happiness, which was evident even in his messages, before typing one as well:

Y/N: We’re all corpse here

Sykkuno: Oh, so it means we’re all really cool then ^^

Y/N: Fair point

Corpse: See Y/N

Corpse: I told you I would jump into the lava for you 

Y/N: You didn’t exactly jump...

Corpse: :(

Y/N: But let’s say it counts as well :)

Corpse: :)

Before they knew, the voting ended. Mr Beast was thrown into the lava, which ultimately lead to the victory of crewmates. Y/N cheered happily, when the blue sign appeared on her screen, right above everyone else who was innocent. 

“Yaaay, the first time I wasn’t killed in the first game!” Sean announced enthusiastically, his astronaut running around the dropship.

“Yeah, and the first time it went so fast...” 

“Right? Corpse, I’m disappointed in you. What happened to the King of Impostors?” Rae asked.

“Well.. no matter how good you are, you can’t always win, right?” Corpse replied calmly.

“Hmm, you seemed kinda absent-minded during the game, though...” Poki suggested with a smirk hiding in her voice, and Rae was very quick to pick on it.

“Oh, you’ve noticed that too? Almost as if he was distracted by something” 

“I don’t know what are you talking about” he chuckled nervously, and Y/N just sat in her chair confused about what was going on. “Anyway, who’s up for another round?” 

“Yeah, I have an idea” Sean said, effectively shutting everyone up “What if we play something along the lines of hide and seek? Let’s have one impostor, and everyone else needs to get their tasks done before he finds them.”

“That is...” Felix took in a dramatic breath “THE BEST THING I’VE EVER HEARD ABOUT”

“Yeah, I think it will be fun” Sykkuno replied. 

“It sounds really cool, but let’s maybe tell who’s the impostor? I think it would be more fair” Rae suggested. 

“I think it’s a good idea” Sean concluded, before changing the settings for one impostor only. Y/N waited patiently for the game to begin, and when she saw that she was a crewmate again, she sighed in relief. Only to gasp in a panic a second later...

“It’s me.”

Everyone stumbled out of the dropship as Corpse admitted that he’s the impostor. It seemed that knowing exactly who can murder everyone made the whole game a little bit terrifying...

“I don’t know where the heck I’m going” Y/N mumbled to herself with a nervous laugh when instead of doing her tasks, she searched for the perfect place to hide. When she entered security, she spotted Mr Beast fixing the wires, so she decided to join him.

“OH SHIT- god damn it, you scared me to death!” he all but yelled when she appeared next to him, doing her tasks. 

“Sorry” she giggled, quickly finishing the wires, before speeding out of the room. On her way to weapons, she stumbled across Felix’s dead body, and could hear some screaming in the background... but didn’t recognize who was murdered next. 

Y/N managed to do most of her tasks without meeting Corpse, whom she hoped not to see probably for the first time since they played together. She was just leaving decontamination when she heard Sean’s panicked laughter:

“...tee, bitches love me?”

“Wrong.” Corpse’s voice almost made her squeak in surprise, only to really scream when he suddenly snapped Sean’s neck. 

“Retreat, retreat!” Y/N laughed as she sped past oblivious Rae and Logic, Corpse hot on her tail. She quickly returned to the decontamination room, hoping to flee from her inevitable death, when Corpse’s black astronaut walked in, and the door closed. 

“Please don’t kill me” she chuckled, even though there was no hope for her. 

“Finish my lyrics, and I’ll let you live...” he began, and Y/N furrowed her brows in confusion “ I spilt wine...”

“Wait- what lyrics? You sing?” she asked, completely dumbfounded. Corpse was silent for a moment as if he didn’t understand her, before bursting out laughing “What’s so funny again? Corpse, come on!” 

“Yes, Y/N, I do sing, I was actually hoping you’ve heard some of my songs...” he admitted, still chuckling to himself. She felt a blush rising up her cheeks.

“Oh- I- I didn’t, I-... but I will, okay? I’ll do it right away!” she promised, quickly jumping up to grab her phone and listen to Corpse’s song. She was genuinely shocked, she would never expect him to sing! 

 She unlocked her phone with a wide, somehow nervous smile on her face, which, however, dropped the moment she saw her notifications. Hundreds of notifications. 

“You there, Y/N?” Corpse’s voice reached her after a moment, when she still didn’t say anything, just kept looking at her screen. “I hope my music isn’t so bad that you passed out from listening to it...”

She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her phone gripped tightly in her shaking hands.

“Um, Y/N?” his voice became more worried now “Is everything okay?” 

Y/N cleared her throat and quickly wiped her eyes, closing them for a moment to steady her breathing.

“Yeah, all good Corpse” she forced herself to smile, so her voice wouldn’t sound weird. “Look, um, I need to leave, can you tell the others bye from me?” 

“Is something wrong?” Corpse asked confused.

“No, of course not!” she laughed through her tears “Something just came up and I really need to leave.”

“You sure you’re-”

“Bye Corpse. It was nice playing with you.” 

-

A/N: I hope you guys are not too disappointed in me... It didn’t turn out as I initially thought it would. Isn’t it too dramatic? And is this hate plot fine? Or is it not? What do guys you think? 

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[thefanficmonster]

Rumors

Corpse Husband x Bimbo!Reader (Female)

Warnings: Mentions of Slut Shaming, Swearing

Genre: Fluff, Tiniest bit of Angst, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: When some rumors start floating around, every content creator does their best to either ignore them or defuse the situation. However, sometimes, the fans attempt to do the defusing themselves which only leads to a worse disaster. That’s the case for Corpse whose fans were quick to jump to his protection of some ‘false’ rumors.

Requested by Anon. Hi dear! Thank you so much for your request, it was a joy to write. I’m sorry for how long it has taken me to complete and post the fic but here it finally is and I hope you enjoy reading it at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it! Love, Vy ❤

Corpse cracks his knuckles, then his shoulders, then his collarbone, then the his neck. He clenches his jaw as he breathes steadily and rhythmically, trying to control an overwhelming wave of anger that he has never felt before. This is a situation he’s never had to deal with nor did he ever think he’d have to deal with and address on a fucking livestream on top of all, but here he is now, doing his best to count to ten and not go on a Twitter responding spree, calling people out on their bullshit. He wanted to do so, he still wants to, but he was stopped in his intentions and brought to a calm mindset where he was swayed into dealing with this the civil way and not by roasting the fuck out of any and every foul-mouthed person he’s seen on his Twitter timeline.

He can’t really guarantee and civility during the stream either, he’s aware his tolerance is as thin as a stretched out, old rubber band and is a slight tug away from snapping and allowing him to unleash hell on these people because of who he’s been seeing red these past few days. 

Let’s not risk a misunderstanding here - Corpse absolutely loves and adores his fans, but seeing this behavior from them is quite upsetting and disappointing. When he uses the terms like ‘assholes’, ‘jerks’ and ‘rude motherfuckers’ he isn’t referring to them. He knows they are good people, but are using the completely wrong tactic of defending him, not to mention he doesn’t even need defending. Even if he did, he’s more than capable of doing it on his own and not getting other people involved.

“Hello everyone, hope you’re doing well.“ He finally settles on saying, officially kicking off the stream. If there’s any indicator of the serious nature of this stream, it’s probably the lack of lo-fi and the lack of even attempted playfulness and cheeriness in his voice. That’s how you know shit isn’t to be messed around about. “I just realized I didn’t specify what I’ll be doing in the Tweet, but I’ll tell you now, so those who aren’t interested in the subject or want to steer clear of the drama can leave. However, I wouldn’t advise clicking off considering this will be an overall, how do I say this, rant, of sorts? It’s meant to knock some sense in the people who have been spreading hate for a specific person on all social media platforms she’s active on.“

The majority of the viewers are already familiar with the subject, some even guilty of spreading the hate Corpse mentioned, but there are a few that are completely clueless - the ones actually not interested in online drama, not just saying they ‘hate drama’. With those people in mind, Corpse takes to addressing the issue from its very beginning.

“So, for a month now, me and this streamer, who’s also a TikTok star, by the name of Y/N have been interacting a lot on social media. She’s an incredibly sweet girl that a lot of people have prejudice towards. She’s very misjudged and misunderstood because people see he solely as her content, if that makes sense. They only know she’s that streamer who wears revealing clothes on her streams and posts risqué pictures on her Instagram. Like, no.“ Corpse cannot even fully believe he has to address this and that slut-shaming people is still a thing in the twenty-first century. He closes his eyes for a moment, fist tightening and his knuckles turning white, “I don’t understand how so many people can be so shallow and just plain jerks towards her in general, but then again - this is especially for my fans, the members of my fandom - I don’t understand the need you guys feel to put Y/N down to defend me from some ridiculous rumors as if it’s the first time I’ve had to deal with people talking shit for attention or to get someone canceled.“ He sighs, reminding himself to slow his roll as to not confuse any viewers who still don’t know the full story, “Anyway, back to the timeline of events. So, considering we’ve never interacted before, all the replying to comments, retweeting, liking posts and whatever sparked some dating rumors. Isn’t that just fucking hilarious - you see two people interacting on social media and the first thing that comes to mind is that they’re in a romantic relationship. Where did the friendship go? Does no one value or consider friendships to be a valid type of human relation anymore?“ He runs a hand through his hair, making another pause to clear his mind and prevent his frustration from overflowing. He promised he wouldn’t lose his cool and would remain calm and collected, but the more he talks about it the tighter he clenches his fist and the faster his heartrate is. His neck and ears are red from the tension he feels all over, almost like he’s physically restraining a raging wild animal and not just his own thoughts and emotions.

There’s layers to his anger, the lower ones - aka the ones he’s yet to get to - will be a nightmarish test of his self-control, he already knows it. Judging by how much of a toll this rant has already taken on him, his patience and control growing thinner and thinner, he’s not sure how he’ll power through the last layers without his voice raising awfully high in volume and his fists searching for some object to punch. To an ignorant eye, his reaction would seem exaggerated and overboard, but little does that ignorant eye know...

“When some of my fans saw those rumors, they reacted very badly. It was quite disappointing to see. Guys, I appreciate you standing up for me even though you shouldn’t do that - I can defend myself, not that this was a matter I needed defending from to begin with. But just the way some of you went about it was horrifically wrong and quite upsetting, to me but especially to Y/N herself.“ He can feel it, the aggravation growing, bubbling up in his chest, “What I saw disgusted me, I’m not gonna sugarcoat it. The things some of you were saying...I couldn’t believe you are in fact the same people who are my fans, my lovely fans who I’ve always thought so highly of. Never did I think you could be able of slut-shaming so vulgarly and grossly, I couldn’t believe what I was reading.“

He has every right to be upset - the things being said about Y/N were truly awful and a lot of things being said were meant to defend Corpse and defuse the rumors, doing so while stomping all over Y/N and her content. Rightfully so, many of her fans were outraged and quick to jump to her defense but were unfortunately outnumbered, leading Corpse to believe not many of her fans are actually real or as dedicated as his which only fueled his fury further.

Anyway, let’s take a look at Y/N’s point of view. Being a content creator for as long as she has, refusing to change her style no matter how many people disagreed and insulted her about it, she’s grown quite used to people spitting insults at her on every social media possible. It’s sad how throughout the majority of her content creating career she’s only had haters, creeps and fake fans watching her videos and streams. Rare are those in her fandom who’d actually stick up for her and defend her in ‘scandals’ such as this one. However, no amount of experience with dealing with hate could have prepared her for this outpour of some of the meanest shit she’s ever heard and been called in her life.

Y/N likes the content she makes, she’s comfortable in her skin and loves her body. She loves showing it off too and nor she nor anyone who wants that deserves to be shamed for who they are and what they do, especially when they aren’t hurting anyone and their content is still appropriate. People have always bashed her for all elements of who she is: her appearance, her clothing style, her streams, her gaming skills, her voice on occasion. She can count the instances when she’s received positive feedback on the fingers of her hands which would depress anyone else but not her. She’s always created content for her own amusement and entertainment so people’s opinions never really bothered her. Until now, until this very drama that has hit a specific nerve, an insecurity of hers she’s never talked about. The comments such as:

(Vy Speaking: Comments containing slut-shaming ahead, go to ### if you want to skip)

“Corpse would never date a slut like her“

“Corpse dating this thot? Please internet stop being ridiculous“

“Corpse ain’t a pimp, y’all need to chill“

“Even if they datin they gon break up soon - whore stays a whore“

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bothered her far more than she’d like to admit. She has no one to open up about it either, she knows what she’ll get in response if she does - she’ll be told it’s her fault. Her fault because of the way she dresses, the way she talks and acts, because she chose this career to begin with. All her fault. The only person she can turn to she refuses to because she doesn’t want to be a bother - not after so many people confirmed her worries that she’s not good enough for him already anyway, the least she can do is avoid bothering him the best she can.

And that is exactly why this has upset Corpse so much.

“Here’s a little message specifically meant for those who claimed I’d never date someone like Y/N or specifically Y/N. You better listen carefully: Don’t you ever, and I mean EVER slut-shame my girlfriend or any other person ever. I cannot believe I have to explicitly remind you that your behavior isn’t ok. You should fucking know that your behavior isn’t right and that you’re a massive piece of shit for saying those awful things about others you judge solely on appearance and clothing. Does it surprise you that I am, in fact, dating Y/N? If you say yes for the reason you think she’s not good enough for me or that I deserve better, please get the fuck out of my fandom. No one disrespects my girl and gets away with it. That’s final!“

Though still under the influence of a flurry of negative emotions, overhearing Corpse literally telling people to exclude themselves from his fandom for being mean to her, Y/N’s taking a step towards emotional recovery knowing her boyfriend will always have her back. He’ll always be there to prove people wrong, defend her and stand by her. He’ll be there to catch her when the hate knocks her off her feet.

But most importantly: he’ll never ask her to change. Not her style, not her clothes, not her personality, nothing. He fell for her the way she is and for who she is, and he will never allow anyone to try to change her either. For someone who’s never had much support all her life, a single speck of support overpowers all the hate within the blink of an eye. Corpse will always be her knight in shining armor, the knight who defeated all the hateful demons by just entering her life. And though she’s still struggling with the ‘Am I good enough for someone so wonderful?’ and ‘He deserves better, doesn’t he?’ questions, with his hand holding hers, she’ll never let those doubts and insecurities overpower her.

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[chickentendersnfries]

Addressing the Situation

Hey Everyone, so myself and some close moots you may know have come across a recurring problem involving someone you might be conscious of on this app. And yes, we have thought this through and we would not be doing this unless we all thought it necessary. This person has been entangled with not one, not two but numerous occurrences where they sexualized, harassed, and made their formal mutuals uncomfortable. You may have noticed that mutuals were plural, that is because we’ve become aware of how many people this has happened to. This person is commonly known and we would like to make a disclaimer that all of our accusations can and will be proven in the following. The said people who have been sexualized, harassed, and pressured include @mira-cant-spell , @noceurwhore , @dr4cking , @ameliasbitvh , @just-a-smol-spoon , and @dracoscum . And those are the ones we are presently mindful of at the moment or who have given our authorization to share with the public. You are probably familiar with most of those blogs because of their popularity and I’d like you to know they’ve all given consent for us to tell you their experiences with this person. The person we want to talk about is @fucky-bucky or more commonly known as Ash. @ameliasbitvh , @pansyspet , and I have spent the past day or two gathering information about everything that has happened.

It started when Mira added Ash on Snapchat, beginning with Ash continuously asking for pictures of Mira herself, which is only slightly concerning, but after Mira agreed and sent the picture and time went on, Ash began trash-talking every single one of Mira’s moots beginning with Rose. She told Mira to stop talking to all of them which led to Mira getting anxious every time she talked to Ash because it felt wrong. She tried to avoid Ash but Ash would pull Mira back in with all sorts of things. If Mira tried to tell Ash that she was tired and busy, Ash would ignore her for the rest of the day without any sort of apology. The guilt and weight of everything led to Mira taking a small break from Tumblr, mostly with hopes that Ash would stop talking to her so often, but once Mira came back Ash continued, starting with more trash talk about Mira’s moots but moving from that to telling Mira that she was the only reason she was still alive, essentially guilt tripping Mira into not leaving her. It may seem normal to have someone who is the only reason you wake up in the morning, but it is not normal that Ash would tell everyone that. Mira tried to give hints that she didn’t want to talk to Ash anymore but she wouldn’t stop, so Mira blocked her. When this happened, Ash tried to contact Mira from a different account. Ash had also tried to contact Cinta from this account as well. Another add-on to the story between Ash and Mira comes in when Mira was still trying to figure out her sexuality and preferences but Ash would make Mira highly uncomfortable by sending Mira NSFW things about characters and celebrities, to which Mira expressed her discomfort. Although Ash didn’t send as many, she played the victim by coming to me and telling me that Mira was annoyed by her and was upset with her when in fact Mira was simply not comfortable with the subject.

As for Cinta, she was sexualized multiple times by Ash, same with Mae. Ash would make up NSFW scenarios of both girls, making both highly uncomfortable as they tried to change the subject but still be friendly towards Ash because they didn’t think it would get too extreme. And everytime Cinta and Ash talking about something Ash would always turned it into herself and turn the topic into sexual things including Cinta in it. As I previously stated, after Cinta blocked Ash, she was contacted by another account made by Ash and the girl was unrelenting. Cinta ended up getting so uncomfortable with Ash that she was scared to unblock Ash for even a minute to get screenshots of their interactions. Both Cinta and Mae tried to play things off with Ash and tried to stay friends with her but her actions continued on multiple social media sites including Instagram. Ash kept creating these scenarios and flirting with her in a not so sfw way even after both Mae and Cinta explained that they were straight. Ash went as far as to question Cinta’s sexual orientation three times over time, and even after being told, Ash continued with her behavior. Ash made up several NSFW scenarios with Mae, even using gifs to show her point, and didn’t stop with just a few.

Now addressing Eve’s experience with Ash which we had an actual conversation about. This one all started from one simple ask further continuing when ash slid into Eve's DMS. The conversation was okay, it wasn’t all weird or NSFW. That was until ash started sexualizing every little thing, there was no time from that point on where Ash did not sexualize Eve, it got to the point where ash sexualized her for using an emoji. A fucking emoji. The rolling eye emoji, telling Eve that if she kept using that emoji that one day ash would make her eyes roll back like that. she sexualized the use of that emoji and made it about eve. and they came to a point where one had ‘caught feelings’ it was a normal conversation turned weird. And with the sudden confession of feelings, Eve felt obligated to say that she also had taken a liking to ash. Which wasn’t true. Another thing that baffles me is that Ash knew nothing about Eve, not even her age, yet still caught feelings? Ash had told her that they would go unlabeled. When Eve finally mustered up the courage to tell Ash that she truly didn’t like her in that way, Ash said that she didn’t either. Meaning that if Eve did have feelings, Ash would have played with them. Which isn’t right. Eve was very uncomfortable with the way that Ash would ‘flirt’ and sexualize her. Ash is also very ignorant. Eve had told her that she was uncomfortable with a certain pet name and emoji, yes I know an emoji. but when using that emoji seriously, it made Eve uncomfortable. When Ash knew that Eve was uncomfortable with these two, she continued to use both of them. Eve had also tried ignoring Ash, trying to give Ash a hint that she no longer wanted to talk to her. But Ash couldn’t see that. Ash went out of her way to text her on almost every platform they had shared. (Eve never wanted to give any social platform to Ash, but out of fear she did) and she also got Mira to contact her and tell her that she is trying to reach out to eve. it’s funny to think that someone online can have so much fucking power over one. manipulation at its finest. Ash had also made a scenario of the both of them, in mafia au, trying to get eve to participate in. This made Eve very uncomfortable, she did not want to participate. Also, Eve would cover her discomfort using sarcasm, to try and pull away from an NSFW topic. But then again Ash did not get the hints and would keep trying. even though giving dry responses would keep her at bay, and that didn’t work. Ash has also talked about Eve behind her back, calling her foul names, including “clown”.

Eve talking: if I’m a clown, she needs to STFU and go back to the circus where she fucking belongs. She was raised in a whole fucking barn, right next to the pigs.

Although Ash’s toxic tendencies towards Jae were much less straightforward, they were still very apparent. The most recent event was the ending of Jae and Ash’s friendship, something that Jae had thought was mutual and non-bitter, it had seemed as though there were no hard feelings. After their parting, Ash approached Jae through asks, showing her a sentence sent on an anonymous platform that said “I miss you as a best friend, IDK why I just left that day. I hope we could talk again soon. -Jae '' which led Jae to explain that she hadn’t just “walked out” on Ash, because the two girls had spent several days on the discussion of their friendship ending and them distancing themselves from one another. Ash continued the conversation by asking Jae if the message had any truth to it, which is when Jae told her that the ending of their friendship was mutual, rather than just Jae leaving Ash behind. After further discussion and set boundaries between them, they parted ways. Jae didn’t expect to hear anything else about Ash but a few weeks later, she heard about the things happening to Cinta, Mae, and Eve. After talking to Cinta for a bit, she found out that Ash had been saying things about her to Cinta. At first, she started with telling Cinta that Jae had caused her to be depressed again (and called her a clown, same as she had done with Eve) and told Cinta that Jae had taken her kindness for granted, was rude the whole time, and went as far as calling Jae a “toxic whore”. Before this, Ash had guilt-tripped Jae into several things, the most prominent and extreme example being when Ash threatened to end their friendship if Jae didn’t call herself pretty. Of course, there was some good intention, but Ash said that it was one of her biggest pet peeves, which is essentially saying that she doesn’t care about Jae’s insecurities. Even before this, Ash had been a confusing subject and had once told Jae “I know that my family and friends and god love me” but was still playing the suicidal card that led to Jae being too afraid to unfriend her. At one point, Jae had gone to rant and vent to Ash, only for Ash to turn it on Jae and try to argue that the relationship between Jae and this person (Jae avoided the person's name to not make them the bad guy in the situation) was toxic. After going back and forth for several minutes, Ash made a post about “dumb people” and people who didn’t listen, something that was pointed towards Ash. After this had happened, Jae found out that Julie had vented to Ash that same day about the same thing, which proved that Ash most likely knew who both of them were talking about. Essentially, Ash had tried to force Jae into believing that her relationship with Julie was toxic and unhealthy, and was very harsh about it at the time.

On the other hand, there were other people, Orion and Ari. They both were uncomfortable with ash and the way that ash had attempted to flirt with the two girls. Ash had called Orion a “hot lesbian”, to which Orion is not lesbian. Orion is also confused about her sexuality too, so the whole interaction had made Orion even more uncomfortable. Ash should’ve respected the fact that Orion was not a lesbian, but instead, she kept pressing it on. Ash is at least the age to know that the things that she is doing and saying are all wrong. Ash has also made Ari feel this way as well. Ash asked Ari if they wanted to see a “video of her lip-syncing a sexy song” which made Ari highly uncomfortable. And you can see that the use of the word ‘uncomfortable’ is used so many damn times and that's saying something. The actions that ash has and had committed are all so fucking sick and she knows it, but cannot bear to admit it because of her ego.

Ash has also admitted to Eve that she is a narcissist, but excused it saying that she was a good narcissist like Harry styles. How did harry styles even correlate to the fact that she is a fucking narcissist, it baffled me?

Ash’s continual flirting wouldn’t be too much of a problem if it hadn’t convinced multiple people that she had a crush on them. It caused them to question if she liked them or if it was just her normal personality because she made no indications that she didn’t like them, however, she did all of that while admitting to having a crush on someone who also had a crush on her. They weren’t in a relationship because Ash “doesn’t like labels” but still apparently liked the person back. Ash refused to stop flirting with other people or set any kinds of boundaries to make it more obvious that Ash liked the person back. Ash repeatedly told the person that she liked them but didn’t like labels which led to more heartbreak on the person’s behalf. When they told Ash this, she simply said that she didn’t like labels and continued flirting with others in her normal manner. What Ash has done is prey on those who don’t feel love and those who want affection, people who want someone, anyone, to care about them, and she puts herself out there as someone who truly cares and wants the best for everyone and begins manipulating people in many different ways, hurting them over and over again but getting away with it because they think she cares about them. She tricks people into thinking that she is nice and caring and sweet but she’s a manipulative and lying person who doesn’t care for anyone but herself. Maybe she was friendly and normal in the beginning but as time goes by you can see just how much she has truly changed, especially when she started getting more attention. When she was first receiving hate anons and death threats she handled them well and loved herself but the minute she started getting attention, she became suicidal and depressed. Not to say that this couldn’t happen, but all of these events make you question if that’s even true. If it is true then of course we would wish that she would get better and make a recovery, but the evidence doesn't make it seem like she truly cares.

As you can see it’s become a problem, and we are all knowledgeable of how many ‘problems’ this app already has. Ash has not only sexualized, harassed, and pressured other people who may I might add trusted her but has also been proved to do this on multiple occasions. If you’ve heard the most recent news here I’m sure you understand our need to abolish such behavior to preserve our small community of mutuals. And maybe this type of stuff isn’t big for you or maybe you don’t care, but this is important because maybe it won’t affect you but it might affect your mutual or someone on here you don’t want this happening to. We’re not in any way threatening anybody here. We want everyone safe and we couldn’t imagine our lives without any of you but we preferred this to be out in the open so that you can make your own decisions. Whether you stick with Ash or acknowledge her unfair actions towards others. You may not want to hear this but it had to be said. Too many of us are getting hurt or discouraged and yeah, maybe it was just for attention in her eyes for ‘fun’. But she can’t possibly have this many ‘feelings’ for that many people, she can’t be able to take advantage of these people's kindness because she feels like it. It's not right, and it's not fair. If this has been done to you or you’ve ever felt uncomfortable talking to Ash we want you to know it's not uncommon for many people who aren’t comfortable sharing have said it's happened to them. If you’re interested or would like proof of evidence contact Eve, Jae, or Lia for more information including screenshots of these conversations. Please do not go to the blogs we’ve mentioned unless they trust you or are close to you. Any inconvenience you cause them won't be in anyone's favor. Hopefully bringing awareness to this situation will prevent further harm to others in the future, and we all sincerely hope that you will avoid Ash and her harmful ways after reading this post.

As of right now, Ash has tried guilt tripping multiple people including @thesunsetsonthehorizon and @angel4you . She has began playing her sad and alone card again in an attempt to guilt them into staying friends with her, but don’t fall for it. Do not listen to her, and if you choose to do so, block her.

[yslkook]

BRIGHT (2)

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summary: you and jungkook share a moment in a bookstore. pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc warnings: cursing, excessive use of pet names…bc its me

“Oh, lighten up Jeon,” Yoongi rolls his eyes, “You look like someone told you that your cat died.”

“The only kitty he wants won’t give him the time of day,” Mina grins, earning herself a glare from Jungkook.

“More like I can't get her time of day because her stupid best friend has a stick up her ass,” Jungkook mutters.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this,” Mei observes, “Our baby tattoo artist pining over a girl…”

“If looks could kill, you’d be dead by now, Mei,” Yoongi says pointedly, “Now stop wasting time meddling in Jungkook’s love life, Jin will have all of our heads-”

“Love life? I don’t have a love life,” Jungkook protests, eyes adorably round.

“And that’s why you’re so broody today, honey,” Mina teases, “More so than usual at least.”

“I am not broody,” Jungkook grumbles, turning his back on his laughing coworkers and friends. He can’t help but smile at their teasing.

“Oh, lighten up, Kookie,” Mei says lightly, clapping his shoulder, “If it makes you feel any better, that girl couldn’t stop staring at you at Hobi’s birthday. And she definitely wants a piece of this.”

Jungkook ignores the raucous laughter of his friends (which only increases when Jin comes out from the backroom to add on to his suffering) and the reddening of his cheeks as he gets ready for his full day of tattoo consultations and appointments.

Jungkook’s day ends about an hour earlier than he had anticipated- his last client for the day had to reschedule due to a last minute conflict. That’s fine by him. It gives him time to stop by the bookstore a few blocks away from the tattoo parlor before it closes.

Jungkook tries his best to read at least one new book a month. He’s known the older shop owner, Jia and her young son, Jae-sung, for years now, as he had basically grown up with Jia from childhood.

He loves the quiet of the store and the immediate scent of vanilla and cedar that surrounds him as soon as he walks in. The bookstore itself has a vintage sort of feel, with dimmed lights, old shelves of mahogany and candles placed throughout the store.

Jungkook always brings croissants from the bakery nearby for Jia and little Jae-sung. Usually when he comes by, the bookstore is empty (or close to it).

Jae-sung screeches when he sees Jungkook walk in the door and immediately runs up to him, hugging his legs. Jungkook crouches, ruffling his hair fondly and Jae-sung is nearly bouncing off of the heels of his feet.

“Mommy say she have new book for you, Kookie!” Jae-sung beams, eyeing the box of croissants in Jungkook’s free hand.

“Does she?” Jungkook muses, “Your mommy always knows what kind of books I like.”

“Me too! Me too!”

“Hey, Jungkook,” Jia’s voice filters through the store as she approaches, “It’s been a while.”

“It took me a while to finish the last book. But so worth it,” He says apologetically, “I also brought croissants. Enjoy.”

“You spoil us,” Jia rolls her eyes, “The new arrivals are in the back, third aisle from the left. You know the drill.”

Jia has known Jungkook since he was a baby in diapers- she’s been his aunt’s close friend for years and years now. Jungkook likes to joke that he likes Jia more than his own aunt, and Jia always reprimands him (without really meaning it).

He thought the bookstore was empty, save for Jia and Jae-sung. But he’s clearly mistaken, when he sees a figure in an olive green sweater and black jeans perusing through the new arrivals with their bottom lip tucked between their teeth in concentration.

He recognizes them immediately and when the person raises their head in curiosity, he sees your wide eyes and a shy smile starting to pull across your lips.

You’re here, in his favorite bookstore where he feels like he’s at home. If he was looking for a sign, then this was it.

“Hi,” You say softly, waving your fingers at him, “So you like reading, huh?”

You visibly cringe and Jungkook chuckles. Your cheeks feel warm when you take him in, swirls and dots of his tattoos peeking out of his black leather jacket and beckoning you closer to him. The three hoops in his left ear glint with the light and the dangling earring on his right ear dangles with the movement of his head. His hair is tied back into a ponytail, accentuating the curve of his jaw and his soft dimples.

Your breath is stolen away when you meet his eyes, deep brown and murky, popping against the peach eyeshadow on his eyelids.

You nearly swoon on the spot before you get your bearings. Maybe he’d catch you if your knees buckled, you think dryly. How embarrassing.

“I try reading something new once a month,” Jungkook replies, pulling you out of your reverie, “And I just like the bookstore in general. Sometimes I like to just come here and hang out with Jia and Jae-sung.”

“Oh! Jia makes my favorite lavender chamomile tea. There’s nothing like it,” You say a little dreamily, “Jae-sung is a cutie. That boy can just look at you and you’d be putty in his hands. Kinda like you.”

The last bit slips out of your mouth without you meaning for it to.

“Kinda like me, huh,” Jungkook smirks, eyes glittering, “It would be fun to see if you’d be putty in my hands, wouldn’t it?”

“The world may never know,” You mumble sheepishly and avoid his eyes again, “What kind of book are you looking for?”

“The one you’re holding, baby,” Jungkook murmurs, looking past your shoulder for another copy of the same book.

“Are you looking for this book just because I’m reading it or because you’ve been genuinely eyeing it?” You ask boldly, a hint of a smile playing on your lips.

“Oh, you’re funny,” Jungkook snorts, walking past you to grab the book off of the shelf.

“So I’ve been told,” Your eyes flash, “We should do a boozy book club.”

“Is it a book club if it’s just the two of us?”

“It can be whatever we want it to be,” You shrug, “Besides, don’t you wanna hang out with me?” You tilt your head and Jungkook’s resolve weakens. His heart does something funny- is this how it’s supposed to be?

“Of course I wanna hang out with you, baby,” Jungkook murmurs smoothly, “C’mon, let’s go have some of Jia’s tea. And a croissant too, if Jae hasn’t eaten them already.”

Jungkook glares at Jia the entire time that she’s making tea for both of you. He knows her sly, curious eyes and was unable to keep the surprise off of her face when you had both walked down the stairs together.

She even had the audacity to wink at him. He hopes that the family groupchat doesn’t start blowing up when Jia inevitably informs his aunt and mother about this new development.

“Kookie,” Jae-sung whispers (loudly) when you step away to use the bathroom, “Is dat your girlfriend?”

“What?” Jungkook hisses, “Who told you that?”

“My mommy say I ask you! I not know!”

“No, Jae, that’s not my girlfriend,” Jungkook mumbles, shooting Jia another death glare. She only smiles smugly at him from her spot behind the counter.

Jia leaves him alone for the most part when you return and take your seat next to him. He can still feel her eyes on you both as she washes teacups, watching like a hawk.

“These croissants are so good,” You nearly moan, “Where’d you get them?”

“There’s a bakery near the tattoo parlor,” Jungkook says, “You should come by sometime.”

“The bakery or the parlor?”

“Both?”

“I’ve only been there a few times,” You muse, “I hear you’re the best tattoo artist there. From the mouth of Hobi and Jin themselves.”

“Don’t let Mina and Mei hear you say that,” Jungkook says weakly, rubbing the back of his neck. His cheeks are a little pink and you resist chuckling to yourself.

“I’ve always wanted to get a second piercing,” You trail off, “But never really committed to it.”

“What would you want to get? We do piercings, too,” Jungkook says.

“Cartilage? Industrial? I don’t know,” You shrug, sipping your tea.

“Mina usually has a good eye for that,” Jungkook admits, “Now you have more of a reason to stop by.”

“Oh, I already had a reason to stop by the parlor,” You say brazenly with a sweet smile.

“Is that so?” Jungkook says, quirking an eyebrow at you.

You hum and continue to sip your tea, wondering if he can somehow hear the loud rattling of your eager heart in your ribcage.

Conversation with him comes so easily and you don’t know when the last time you had spent this long with him was. Something always seems to interrupt you both when you eventually do find yourselves alone with each other during outings with friends. But this time, it’s just you and him tucked away in this bookstore.

The sun has long gone down and Jia was about to close the bookstore for the day. In fact, the only reason she kept it open for this long was because of you both. You apologize profusely with worried eyes when you realize the time and see Jae-sung fast asleep in his mother’s arms.

She waves you off, giving Jungkook a lingering look that you don’t understand.

“I’ll be back soon,” You promise Jia in a soft voice, so as to not wake Jae-sung, “Be well, Jia.”

She bids you both goodnight, and unbeknownst to you, she shoots Jungkook a simple text. It states: “keep her close, i like her”.

Jungkook ignores it in favor of focusing on you.

“How you getting home, baby?” Jungkook asks as you both walk up the block shoulder to shoulder.

“Hmm… I’m supposed to meet Sora for dinner but she said she’s stuck at work,” You murmur, wrapping your arms around yourself as you scroll on your phone, “But I was just on social media and it looks like she’s getting drinks with her other friends…”

You look at him with a frown tugging at your lips and your eyes wide. “Maybe it was a last minute thing,” You mumble to yourself.

“Or maybe she lied to you,” Jungkook says sharply. You only look at him in silence for a few moments with furrowed brows.

“Maybe there was a reason,” You shrug, “Why would she lie about that?”

Because she’s Sora, and she just would. But Jungkook stays silent. You don’t need to hear about how he dislikes your best friend, at least not yet. Not when you’re not ready to hear it.

“Forget about her,” Jungkook says easily, “Lemme take you home, baby.”

“I’m not riding that metal death contraption,” You say flatly, “You just got it! Like two weeks ago! You don’t even have an extra helmet, and forget a helmet, I need elbow pads and knee pads-”

“Will you relax,” Jungkook says, putting your books in the small basket he built into the front of the motorcycle.

“No, I will not relax, Jeon Jungkook!” You nearly screech, “This is so dangerous, we could both fall in the road and then what? Become roadkill for the next soccer mom van to run us both over? Death by soccer mom, what a way to go-”

“Are you done?” Jungkook says dryly.

“No, actually, I’m not done-”

“You trust me, baby?” Jungkook asks, hand on your shoulder. You can’t even properly appreciate the warmth of his large hand over your jacket.

“Of course I trust you, I don’t trust that,” You point at the motorcycle accusingly and Jungkook rolls his eyes. You can already feel your resolve weakening. He wordlessly places his own helmet over your own head and you glare at him, about to start your tirade again.

“You take mine,” Jungkook murmurs, “And hold on to me.”

“You can’t just give me your helmet, what if you fall? Or worse, get pulled over?”

“Or worse, get pulled over, are you joking-”

“Jungkook! Be serious!”

“I am being serious! You said you only live ten minutes from here, just relax. I won’t let anything happen to either of us,” Jungkook says, tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

“If anything happens, it’s your head on a platter and I’m bringing it to the tattoo parlor.”

“How can you do that if we both die?”

“Shut the fuck up,” You say, but a laugh escapes your lips. Jungkook sits on his bike and looks at you expectantly.

“C’mon, baby,” Jungkook coaxes you and you awkwardly sit behind him, making sure that your legs don’t touch his and your arms are safely away from him.

“If you sit like that, you’ll definitely fall off,” Jungkook snorts, “Wrap your arms around me.”

You hesitate, afraid of touching him like this for whatever reason. He unnerves you and you feel completely exposed like this. You’ve never really been this close to anyone, at least anyone who made you feel the way Jungkook makes you feel.

Biting the bullet, you tensely wrap your arms around his narrow waist loosely. “Good girl,” Jungkook murmurs, “Tighter, baby. I don’t bite, unless you want me to.”

Your stomach flips at his words, subconsciously wrapping your arms around his narrow waist even more tightly. Your fingers graze the hard press of his tummy over his jacket and you almost moan at how warm and strong he feels. He smells nice, like Sunday morning laundry.

“Ugh, you’re annoying-” And then you shriek as he pulls away from the road and shoots off into the night with you plastered against his backside.

“See that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Jungkook says, taking the helmet off of you. He’s met with a glare but you sigh in defeat.

“No, I guess it wasn’t. But I never want you driving this hunk of death without a helmet for yourself,” You say, poking his chest.

“You should be nicer to her,” Jungkook says, taking your finger in his large hand.

“You’re right, it’s you that I should be mean to,” You roll your eyes. You wonder if Jungkook could feel your heart slamming in your chest (in fear, adrenaline and excitement) as you hung tight to him. You had refused to look up, pressing your face into his back and squeezing your eyes shut the entire way. Jungkook had only chuckled.

The heat in your eyes melts away quickly once Jungkook helps you off of the motorcycle. “Thanks for taking me home, Jungkook,” You murmur, “I’m glad I ran into you at the bookstore.”

“Any time, baby,” Jungkook says. A strand of dark hair falls from his ponytail and into his face. You reach your fingers up to thread through his hair before pushing it back behind his ear for him.

“Get home safe,” You say, with stars in your eyes, “Can I hug you?” When he nods, and before you can change your mind or convince yourself out of it, you wrap your arms around him. And before he can properly return it, you dash into your apartment building while calling out “text me when you get home!”

Hours later, when he’s in the comfort of his home, he decides that he likes the way your spicy vanilla scented perfume clings to his leather jacket.

tags: @kookdbean @tiemeuptogoldenchains @boymeetsparadise @jungkooksseuphoria

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Marinette Changes Schools: A funny little Lila salt prompt

So, there are a lot of ‘Marinette changes schools’ au’s and I love a whole bunch of them don't get me wrong. BUT the one thing I haven’t seen yet is Marinette changing schools not because of Lila or salt but simply because her parents are moving and they want her to attend a school close to home. So without further ado let me sell you on my little idea: 

Lila has been plotting weeks worth of plans and lies, she’s thought up some sob stories about being stalked, about near death experiences, about celebrities that are like her family. She has plans for Marinette all the ways she could make the girl look bad and all the ways she could force Adrien to see her. That all goes out the window one day when she gets to school and it's a sob fest. There is a clear air of dread and dismay, the blue skies she saw on the way to school replaced with heavy storm clouds. And when she gets to class it's worse. Marinette and Alya are hugging and crying, Adrien looks like he's been shot, Nino and Kim are demanding to know ‘why’ even Chloe looks upset, her blue eyes a little glassy. Lila quickly learns why, Marinette’s parents' business is doing GREAT so great in fact that they have decided to open a second location! The twist? They also decided to move INTO the new location and with it being on the other side of Paris and her parents fears for their daughters safety that means Marinette is moving to a new school!

Now Lila doesn’t even have to school her face into a practiced expression of shock. She genuinely is shocked here she’d been planning months in advance picturing the ways she would destroy her rivals life and steal her friends! And now just like that Marinette is MOVING? Of course Lila quickly decides this is a good thing! After all if Marinette is out of the picture ruling the school will be that much easier. Sure Chloe might be queen bee but with Marinette gone people will be looking to replace her! In walks Lila Rossi, a gorgeous upstart model with a heart of gold and connections coming out of her bangs! She’d rule the school and Adrien would fall for her, then Marinette would probably come crawling back desperate for her old friends only to learn she’d snatched them all up! It was brilliant! And with Marinette gone she could probably do it in record time! So Lila covers up her smirk and says she’s devastated to hear that the twin tailed girl would be leaving and begins plotting.

In the month that follows Lila leaves Marinette alone letting her have her friends for what would be for the last time. After all if everyone still loved the designer when she left they’d be all the more eager to replace her with a new and better version. Of course just because Lila is playing nice doesn’t mean she enjoys it. Alya is practically glued to the girl and ignores Lila even when she’s not trying to sabotage Marinette. Adrien is acting like his life is ending and all anyone will talk about is Marinette. When she checks social media it's all just pictures of ‘old-great times with Marinette’ or new photos and videos of helping the girl pack up and move into her new room, which Lila seethes about for a week when she sees the photos of the spacious luxurious room with a private bath. Apparently the Dupain-Cheng’s new bakery was in a pretty ritzy rich neighborhood. During school Marinette is mobbed by a constant stream of people begging her to stay and when they accept that not happening they all at least beg her to ‘come back and visit’ Marinette promises and Lila has to hide her snort. Fat chance of that actually happening. 

Finally the last day arrives and Lila has to hold back the urge to gag as everyone fills the nearby park giving Marinette gifts and heartfelt goodbyes. Adrien is the last one to offer his gift and Lila seethes as Marinette gingerly opens the box with a gasp and pulls out two brand new pink hair ribbons, and Adrien goes on to say that they’re made of imported silk! SILK, as if the little baker brat deserved silk! The whole exchange is cliche and romantic as Marinette removes her current hair ribbons to tie in the new ones and Adrien ties the old ones around his wrist like some idiot who doesn’t realize what a love struck longing look he's giving his ‘good friend’. But Lila just keeps reminding herself its just a bit longer and sure enough not long after the hideously gooey exchange between Adrien and Marinette is over the designer is leaving with more tears and farewells. FINALLY Lila thinks she can get back to what matters! Ruling her empire.

As it turns out ruling her empire is not what she thinks. For the first month after Marinette leaves all anyone will talk about is the photos she’s posted online. The first week its ALL about HER new school is a private well known academy with uniforms, and isn't Marinette cute in it? And look at her in her custom black kitty thigh highs? Lila wants to scream, but not as much as when she catches Adrien drooling over the photo of said thigh highs and twirling the old nasty hair ribbons around his wrist. The second week its all about the video tour of her new home and school that Marinette sent Alya. Lila glares the whole time as Alya puts the video on the projector at lunch so everyone can see the big new gorgeous bakery and the beautiful house on the second floor and her stupid big bedroom that should belong to someone like herself and not some bratty bakers daughter! By the third week Lila has had enough and fakes some nasty texts from Marinette hoping to speed up the process of helping her classmates move on to HERSELF. It backfires spectacularly with Alya going on the warpath to learn who would dare frame Marinette now that she’s gone. Lila is starting to realize that somehow Marinette has reached a higher level of popularity now that she’s gone. But she reminds herself it won't last forever that in ‘just a little bit longer’ everyone will forget the baker. Right?

A little bit longer. Never happens. Lila asks the girls to hang out that weekend with plans of winning them over with some juicy celeb story? Alya says they all already made plans to hope aboard the train to spend the whole weekend at Marinette’s new place! Lila tries to corner Adrien into a date after a photo shoot. He disappears and all she hears from the workers on set is that he's been looking up some new bakery on the other side of town. [Marinette is suddenly being visited by Chat Noir every other night but she figures she must have moved closer to where his civilian self lives if hes dropping by so much.] She tries to throw a party for the class? They can't. Marinette will be coming out to the park today! With her new school friends!

AH HA! Lila see’s opportunity and decides to tag along. After all if Marinette has new friends Lila can twist it! She’ll whisper about her replacing them all! Make them hate Marinette’s new friends! Fill them with jealousy till they hate Marinette! It's BRILLIANT! And, it fails in less than two minutes, with Alya learning about Aurore being a ballet dancer and the two girls bonding over their mutual love of DANCE?? How the heck was Lila supposed to know Alya had been a champion ballet dancer in her younger years! Then Nino is bonding with some kid named Allen or whatever about classical vs modern music and how to blend the two! And some kid named Claude is joking with Kim, Max, and Alix! And this is definitely not how things were supposed to go!

The worst part is Adrien, who is passive aggressively fighting for Marinette against Kagami AND Felix who are both all too eager to show how ‘close’ they’ve gotten to the baker's daughter while Adrien’s been across the city. Kagami is all to happy to show off that she ALSO bought Marinette some new silk hair ribbons [in a red shade that happens to match her fencing uniform] while Felix eagerly wisks Marinette away the moment Kagami and Adrien are distracted the two fencers find him openly flirting with an oblivious Marinette her hair down because ‘oh felix was nice enough to help me get some leaves out of my hair and said i should leave it like this!’ [while both Kagami and Adrien agree she looks beyond cute they know this means war.] Needless to say Lila didn’t realize that Marinette was that damn popular with men and woman.

The week after the meet up Lila is worn so thin she’s ready to snap. Not only did the class not get jealous but they actually became FRIENDS with all of Marinette’s new buddies and were planning many more meet ups including a paintball war over the baker girl that saturday. Adrien had taken to openly mumbling to himself about changing schools and how he ‘cant believe’ his own flesh and blood would so openly flirt with HIS very good friend! And what was with Kagami showing off how easily she can pick up and carry Marinette? And why did she invite Marinette to watch their next tournament! He needed to train, what if he lost?? In front of Marinette?! And then she thought he was too weak to keep her safe like all good friends are supposed to do! Clearly Kagami was trying to replace him as Marinette’s very good friend! Poor Nino who was sitting next to the boy had actually volunteered to switch with Lila but she came up with a lie to avoid it, she’d had enough of hearing about Marinette from Alya and Juleka and the rest of the girls, she didn’t also need to hear it from Adrien! 

It all comes to a head that Saturday during the paintball tournament when Lila now at her wits end her plans out the window her schemes barely thought out hopes to find something ANYTHING to ruin Marinette’s day and reputation and everything. But Lila just so happens to get completely pelted with paintballs everytime she so much as moves and then later gets ignored when trying to wow Marinette’s new friends, and then gets called out by Felix and Kagami snaps and finally she snaps and SCREAMS and runs off and not even a dark little butterfly comes to help her ruin the perfect day. As it turns out Hawkmoth was a little preoccupied with trying to save his business after all the computers and data involved in his precise scheduling were mysteriously corrupted suddenly freeing up his son's time and schedule so he could spend more with HIS very good friend and no one else's. Kagami and Felix apparently had the same idea as when he gets to her new house their already their doing their best to get on her parents good side.

Basically just give me some comedic, fluffy, Lila salty, Marinette changes school fics. Because I love them ok.

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