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blu-joons · 2 years

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When He Catches Another Idol Staring At You ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

“Is everything alright?” You asked Jinwoo, taking a seat beside him as you noticed him sat at the table all by himself, distant from everything.

“I guess,” he hummed, trying his best not to seem bothered beside you, but at the same time, unable to switch his brain off.

The feeling of a hand against his leg finally made him look across at you, “you know that you can say if something is on your mind, don’t you Jin?”

“It’s stupid,” he tried to tell you, “but all night I’ve just been noticing Minhyun looking nowhere else around the room other than where you are?”

“You’re not jealous that he’s staring at me, are you?”

“Only I should stare at you.”

A chuckle came from you as your head rested against Jinwoo’s shoulder, “it’s sweet Jinwoo how protective you are sometimes.”

“I don’t like it at all Y/N,” he reiterated, “it must kill him knowing that he can only look at you from a distance, not like me.

“You’re the lucky one who gets to be right beside me.”

“And I’m very lucky too.”

Seunghoon:

“Are you even listening to me?” You snapped at Seunghoon, waving your hand in front of his face to try and get his attention back to you.

“Sorry, w-what were you saying?” He stuttered, reluctantly turning away from what had caught his focus and moving to look at you.

The expression on your face made him stand tall, smiling weakly at you. “I’ve been talking to you for ages and you’ve not listened to a single word of it.”

“I am interested,” Seunghoon protested, “but it’s hard to focus on you when I know when I look away that Jeonghan is staring at you from behind me.”

“There’s no way that he would be staring at me Seunghoon.”

“I bet that he fancies you too.”

Your shoulders shrugged as Seunghoon began to stress himself out again, “and is it him that I fancy, or is it someone else?”

“Someone else,” Seunghoon murmured, catching your smile as he began to figure out what the point you were making was.

“So, who do you think is the one you should stare at?”

“You, the answer is definitely you.”

Mino:

“You want to go?” You quizzed Minho in surprise, feeling his whisper linger against your ear, asking if you were ready to head home with him.

“I can’t settle here,” he confessed, catching Sehun out of the corner of his eye once again, looking across in the direction of you.

Your brows knitted together as you studied Minho closely, “are you going to tell me what’s wrong or am I going to have to break you down to tell me?”

“Sehun keeps staring at you,” Minho informed you, keeping his voice quiet so that no one else could hear, “I just feel like I need to watch him all the time.”

“And you’re going to let him ruin our evening together?”

“He’s really annoying me Y/N.”

You leaned across and pressed a kiss against Minho’s cheek, “I can think of something that might make you forget about that.”

“If distracting me means getting more of those kisses, you won’t hear me complaining,” Minho joked, “I could be swayed.”

“Shall we head somewhere that no one else can see us?”

“I like the sound of that a lot.”

Seungyoon:

“What has gotten into you?” You asked Seungyoon as soon as the two of you found a couple of moments to finally be alone together.

“He won’t stop staring at you,” Seungyoon mumbled underneath his breath in reply to you, “does he really think that you’ll pay attention.”

Your eyes turned around, soon noticing Kihyun sat across the room and staring at you. “Just ignore him, you’re giving him what he wants right now.”

“I can’t ignore him,” Seungyoon sighed, “I won’t settle Y/N until it is absolutely clear to him that you’re taken, and that he won’t be getting near you.”

“And is by being loud the way that you’re going to do that?”

“I don’t even know right now Y/N.”

You took a step forward, holding onto Seungyoon’s hand. “Whatever you’re doing isn’t working, maybe you should ignore him.”

“I guess you’ve got a point,” Seungyoon admitted, his voice trailing off, “but I still don’t like the guy very much, at all.”

“I’m sure he’s not your biggest fan either you know Yoon.”

“Yeah, but he’s just jealous of me Y/N.”

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kgyeomiex · 2 years

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Diamond & Regrets

“Sometimes people leave before we’re done needing them.”

Humiliation is what you’ve experience… You had two options either fight through it or let it go and start over. You did what you thought was best and decided to start over… You were tired of looking like the bad guy because of the decisions you make. For once everything was working in your favor until the past comes back and bit you in the ass. Is there anyway you can ever move on or is there a reason behind this?

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(Read at your own risk… 18+)

Previous story: Just For A Little Bit (M) Part 1

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Your Point of View

To be honest you still have no idea why you even bothered agreeing to go out and eat with Mino and Jihoon but what could go wrong? Everything that happened between Mino and you was so long ago, Mino probably doesn't even think about it.

It's better if you all just squash any awkward tension there is, especially since Jiyong happens to be friends with Mino.

Mino and Jihoon came back to you with their bought album.

"Ready to go?" Mino asked you and you nodded your head.

This is going to be fun.

When you all arrived at the restaurant, you didn't know how to sit at the table. You were planning to sit next to Mino to avoid sitting in front of one another and make that awkward eye contact, but Jihoon beat you to it. Now here you are sitting across Mino suddenly feeling uneasy...

Maybe this idea wasn't as bright as you thought.

"So tell me Y/N what have you been up to since the last time we spoke," Jihoon says, sparking up the conversation.

"Well nothing really, just started my fashion line and managed to find a way to get attention, collabs, and been stuck working," you decided to respond vaguely. It seems rude to even mention the person you're currently dating to an ex.

After responding you glanced at Mino and noticed how he was looking at the menu. Not once did he look up at you.

"Mino here was telling me you're dating Jiyong," as soon as he blurted that out, you suddenly noticed the way Mino elbowed him under the table and how Jihoon flinched.

So the topic of who you were dating was brought up... No cross that... The fact that you were even mentioned or talked about is what sparked your curiosity.

This was probably the last thing Mino wanted you to hear about him. You just ignore that comment and instead of questioning him, you went along with the convo.

"Ah right, yeah we are currently dating... Small world isn't it," you said trying to make this into a joking matter but you were the only one smiling at the comment.

Silence and awkward tension began to rise.

"Are we ready to order?" you asked them and they nodded their heads.

You called over the ajumma and you all began to tell her your order.

Fortunately, after that awkward encounter, the food arrived, and you all were able to have a normal conversation with one another.

The only thing that kept bothering you was the fact that Mino not once has looked at you.

It was clear that Mino didn't want you around, but he could at least act like your presence doesn't bother him.

Although back at the party it seemed like Mino didn't have a problem with... From what you recall the two of you did end on pretty bad terms. What do you possibly expect?

You looked at the time on your phone and noticed it was 4 pm... Right now with this awkward tension going on maybe you need some alcohol in your system.

"Ajumma, do you think I can get a bottle of Soju?" I asked and she nodded her head.

Jihoon and Mino both looked at me suddenly surprised.

"You're drinking?" Mino FINALLY exchanges words with you.

"Yeah, why not."

As soon as I was handed the soju bottle and a cup I opened the bottle with no hesitation and poured the drink into my cup.

"Wow, you're going to drunk without me, how rude,"

Luckily you were handed extra cups in case they wanted to drink. You handed the cup you poured soju into already to him. You looked over at Mino and although he did look hesitant he shrugged and you handed him a cup and poured him a drink.

Maybe what you all were missing was some alcohol in your system.

You open the soju and pour it into Mino and Jihoon's cup, then Mino grabs the Soju from your hand and pours it into your cup.

You looked at him as he poured the cup and didn't say anything.

You all took your first glass of Soju and began to dive into the feast that was presented right in front of you.

"Mino, how has life been for you? Last time we saw each other we didn't have much of a chance to catch up," you told Mino looking him directly in the eyes and he just nodded.

"I've been good, just been busy working... You know the usual," Jihoon could feel the awkward tension between you two so he cuts in.

"If you're wondering if Mino has been seeing someone, no I've been trying to get him to go on dates after you two broke up," You looked over at Jihoon, taken back at his words and Mino looked at him surprised with his choice of words.

He then grabbed the little wrap he made for himself and shoved it into Jihoon's mouth.

What are you supposed to say? You were surprised to hear that Mino wasn’t dating anyone or attempted to… But this doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have a fuck body or something… There was no possible way that Mino didn’t mess around with anyone.

“I’m surprised,” you realized that you blurred that out and your eyes widened. Did you just say that out loud….

Mino looked right at you.

“Why? Did you expect me to get in a relationship with the first person I met?” Mino says in a very monotone way.

“Did I say that?” You didn’t understand why Mino was suddenly responding the way he was.

“Sorry Y/N, we don’t all just look for our ex’s friends and move on the way you do,” when Mino blurted out that your eyes widened.

So this was how Mino was feeling towards you.

“Wow… Where is this coming from?” You always had a feeling that Mino and you had unfinished business to talk about between the two of you but you never expected to ever come across it or even hear him confront you.

"Nothing," Mino says looking down at his food and you just continued to look at him.

This might be the worst time to talk about this and clear the air but is there ever a proper time to talk about this? Jihoon turned to the both of you and said "I'll be right back."

Without saying a single thing he got up and left leaving Mino and you completely alone.

Right now was your chance to talk to Mino without making a scene.

You put down your chopsticks and focused your attention on Mino.

"Alright... So what's up?" Mino looked at you and stood quiet.

"From what I remember the last time we spoke, you made it pretty clear how you felt about me. You insinuate that I was the problem. I got the message loud and clear and I even owned up to my mistake. You have every right to hate my guts or whatnot, but don't go up to me one minute and act like everything is okay and then throw low blows as you did just now. I understand Jihoon was the one who invited me here to come and eat with you two but you could have objected if it bothered you so much...." you said and you stood quiet for a second waiting to see If Mino has anything to say but he was still silent...

So you continued.

"I know what I did in the past was so fucked up. But I can't take it back and I can't make any excuses for my actions because I did what I did in the heat of the moment. If after this you want me to never come around, your wish is my command. You and I don't have a reason to interact in the first place anyways... After all, aren't I dead to you?" As you said that you were looking at Mino directly into his eyes and he was shocked.

If you would have said this in the past when Mino and you were arguing you probably would have broken down and cried but it's been a while since this all took place.

Right now you are in a good place and you're happy with Jiyong. You weren't going to allow anyone to fuck you up mentally because, after the break-up with Mino and Bobby rejecting you that same night, it did take a toll on you.

"Listen if it makes you feel any better. I will finish up eating, pay for this whole meal, and leave. The last thing I intended on doing was ruining your day," you grabbed a hold of your chopsticks getting ready to dive in but Mino suddenly spoke up.

"I'm sorry,"

To be honest you were surprised to suddenly hear those words come out of his mouth.

"You're sorry?"

"I don't hate you... Back when we broke up Bobby explained how he would try to make moves but you tried your hardest to distance yourself from him and focus on me... I mean I can't hold it against you... I also feel like I didn't give you the attention you deserve especially since I was always busy with work... So I feel our relationship at the time was wrong timing... Maybe things could have turned out differently if we would have dated another time," hearing Mino suddenly say all this made you slightly confused.

Was Mino trying to hint that he missed you?

No... There is no way...

But hearing that made you feel like maybe this was finally the time you two were finally having closure with one another... Right about now you both were finally saying your peace.

"So... What now? Are we still going to act petty around one another or try to get along?" You asked him and he smiled.

"Friends?"

"Friends" he set his chopsticks down and pulled out his hand and looked at you. You looked at his hand and then grabbed his hand and both of you exchanged a handshake.

As you two pull away Jihoon arrives back from the bathroom and looks at the two of you.

"What did I miss?" you had a feeling Jihoon must have left on purpose to allow the both of you to talk to one another. Regardless you were thankful he did... You two were able to clear the air. Now, this way you don't have any unfinished business with anyone and if Jiyong in the future wants to invite you to another party it won't be as bad.

After that conversation, you all acted like nothing ever happened. You all began to just talk about the crazy fans' experience they had encountered and all you could do was laugh.

"Do you guys ever regret becoming an idol?" You asked both Mino and Jihoon and they looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I mean don't get me wrong. I do get tired of always having the spotlight on me and having to be extra cautious about everything I do. But I mean I can't see myself doing anything else. This was something I wanted to do," Mino says and you nod your head.

"I mean you guys have to have a double life. You have to date someone on the low and have to have your party side on the low... All of it must be exhausting." you said as you crossed your arms feeling slightly cold with the AC in the restaurant.

"See I haven't had a dating scandal or if I did date someone I always thought it was best to keep it a secret. But now that I am thinking about it, I think the moment I get in a relationship I am just going to let everyone know all about it instead of hiding it."

You were shocked to hear this coming from Mino.

"What if it ruins your career?" You asked him and he shrugged.

"I'm not saying that it won't happen... But if they were real fans they would want to see me happy... Don't you think?"

You couldn't agree more. The problem with being in the public eye is trying to please everyone. A lot of people fail to realize that these idols also have a life of their own...

"You two probably would have been married by now if you didn't break up," Jihoon blurts out and now both Mino and you were looking at him.

"Too soon to make jokes like this?" Jihoon asks as he notices the way you two looked at him.

"Just a little," you didn't mind so much the comments, but you didn't want Mino to feel uncomfortable.

What Mino and you had was two years ago... You were now seeing someone new... Having a career for yourself... And everything was just different.

After going out to eat with the boys, you were expecting to go your separate ways from this point on... But Jihoon had another idea that he wanted all of you to do.

"How about we all get some more drinks?"

"Didn't we just drink in there?" You asked Jihoon and he shrugged.

"What's wrong with heading to the bar and grabbing a few more?" You had the day off and had nothing planned so what could hurt by possibly getting a few more drinks? However, you weren't sure what Mino was thinking since he was suddenly awfully quiet.

"Mino?" you said looking at him and it looked like he snapped out of his thoughts and looked back at Jihoon and you.

"What was that?"

You were suddenly curious to know what he was possibly thinking about, but instead of asking you ignored your curiosity.

"Mino says yes," JIhoon answers for him and he wraps his arm around Mino's neck and dragged him along as he walked. You followed next to the two.

Today has been an odd day. Here you were expecting to have a simple day where you take yourself out and spoil yourself here and there... But instead, you ended up bumping into an ex and now you are here at the bar with your ex and his best friend...

Yeah, this was the last thing you were expecting.

"At most I'll probably get two drinks and call it a day. I do have work tomorrow," you said as you set your cup down.

"That's fair. I just wanted all of us to hang out, clear the bad air because life is too short for things like that," Jihoon says and you smiled.

"That's fair. Everything happens for a reason. Now we can all sit here like civilized adults and be friends," you say, agreeing with Jihoon and he smiles knowing that you were on the same page as him.

You were about to take another sip of your drink but you suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom. However, before you got up you chugged down your drink because you don't trust leaving your drink alone and then got up.

"I'll be back... I need to use the bathroom."

"We'll be here,"

Mino's Point of View

Today had an unexpected twist. I wasn't expecting to bump into Y/N... I didn't expect to spend the rest of the day with her but here we are. I know the only reason why this all even occurred was because of Jihoon.

I looked over at him and noticed him smiling at me.

"Why are you doing all of this?" I asked Jihoon, taking advantage of the fact that we were finally alone.

"Oh come on. You and I both know this is what you wanted. Ever since you two broke up I remember how devastated you were. Although you kept trying to reassure me that you were okay and I had nothing to worry about, I knew you missed her. Then after you mentioned that you saw her at the party, I knew there were a lot of things you wanted to say to her... The only way you can do that is if I bring you two around one another."

I knew Jihoon had good intentions doing all of this...

The only issue with Y/N and I coming together is the fact that this is bringing back memories and suddenly making me wish we had a time machine to go back and fix everything...

I mean it's too late to go back now.

Is it selfish of me to suddenly want Y/N to myself?

"What are you thinking?" Jihoon asks me.

"Well thank you for that... But now I think I like her more than I probably should." I confessed and Jihoon didn't have much of a chance to respond because before I knew it Y/N was coming back.

I noticed she had the phone in her ear. She approached Jihoon and I with a huge smile on her face. My first assumption is that she's probably talking to Jiyong.

"Hey... I'll be leaving first. I'm meeting up with Jiyong," she says as she pulls the phone away from her ear and I nodded my head.

She gathered her things, smiled at Jihoon and I then walked off.

So many thoughts suddenly occurred in my head... Before I knew it I called out her name. She stopped walking and looked back.

"Tell Jiyong I said hi..."

She smiled. Her pink lips curved, and her rosy cheeks glowed.

How did I fall in love? She smiled. She just smiled.

To Be Continued

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the-imaginative-hobbyist · 2 months

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Well deserved, congratulations to the artists of Godzilla Minus One

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cutielando · 6 months

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lucky number 100 ~ lando norris

Summary: Lando finally gets the win he deserves in his 100th race.

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100 races.

If someone had told you that you would be with Lando and see his 100th race with McLaren, you would've probably laughed in their face.

You and Lando have been together for years, you being by his side ever since he started his racing career. You had never missed a race, not a weekend went by when you weren't seen on the paddock proudly wearing your boyfriend's number on your back.

With the COTA Grand Prix coming up, it also being Lando's 100th race in Formula 1, it was safe to say he was more nervous than he usually was.

That is precisely the reason why it was 1 in the morning before race day and Lando couldn't get himself to go to sleep. Thoughts plaguing his mind, all sorts of scenarios regarding the race going through his head.

You had fallen asleep earlier that evening, having been exhausted by the qualifying and everything. However, you woke up a little past 1, stretching your arm over Lando's side of the bed in search for his warmth but you were met with the cold sheets, making you frown.

"Honey?" you called out, rubbing your eyes and waiting for a response.

When you couldn't hear anything, you pulled the covers off your body and took Lando's hoodie that had been discarded on the floor and pulled it over your head.

You opened the door to your bedroom and walked out, quietly searching for your boyfriend in the middle of the night.

You found him sitting on the couch in your living room, watching TV with the volume down with a lost look in his eye.

"Baby, what are you doing up? You need to get some sleep before tomorrow" you said, making your way over to him and sitting down next to him, snuggling up in his arms.

"Sorry, I couldn't sleep. Kept fidgeting so I decided to come out here so I wouldn't wake you up" he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and kissed your temple, savoring the feeling of your body snuggled up to his.

"What's got you worked up?" you whispered, trailing one of your hands up and down his chest, knowing it was one of the things that helped calm him down in any situation.

"The race, I guess" he shrugged, not being able to really pinpoint the trouble himself.

"What about the race?" you pushed, knowing he had to get whatever it was off his chest.

"I don't know, I just feel like everybody expects me to win because it's my 100th race and everyone will be disappointed if that doesn't happen and I'll let everyone down"

You nodded your head, understanding now where he was coming from.

A lot of his fans and people in the F1 business are constantly talking about him winning this race, how amazing it would be if he did it and how it has been long overdue, which obviously puts a tremendous amount of stress on him.

If he does deliver, he's going to be on top of the world. But if he doesn't, people are going to judge, they're going to talk shit and judge him.

"You don't have to listen to anyone. Screw what other people are saying, you don't need to put this pressure on yourself. Just drive how you know you can and let the result be whatever it may be. I'm still going to be proud of you, regardless if you end up being P1 or P20, baby" you raised your head and took his chin in your hands, making him look at you.

"You're not going to be disappointed if I don't win?" his voice was so soft and vulnerable, it made your heart break at the thought of possibly being anything but proud of him.

"Baby, no. I'll be proud of you if you finish first and I'll be proud of you if you finish last. That doesn't matter to me. All that I care about is that you are safe and come back to me in one piece. I love you, and I'm always going to support you in everything, but you need to stop letting these things get to you. You know what you're capable of, put that talent to use and have fun"

He sighed but a small smile made its way on his lips before he slowly nodded his head.

"You always know what to say, one of the many reasons why I love you" he leaned in and pecked your lips, bringing you into an even tighter hug afterwards.

"I should consider switching my job as a full-time wag to being a motivational speaker" you joked, enjoying the sound of his laugh filling the room.

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"10 minutes to go" Lando's engineer said as he poked his head in his driver's room where the two of you were hanging out.

Lando nodded and his engineer left, leaving the two of you alone again.

"This is it" he spoke up, looking at his hands which were fidgeting on his lap.

You took his hands in yours, intertwining your fingers with his in order to calm him down.

"Remember, don't push yourself too hard and risk crashing or getting hurt. It's not worth it. You'll get your win, baby, but don't push it today if it's not meant to be. Be safe, please"

Lando nodded and gave you a reassuring smile, kissing you deeply after you stopped talking.

You squeezed his hand as you pulled away and stood up, motioning that you should get going.

You walked with him until you got to his car, giving him one final kiss before he got into the car and put his helmet on.

Lando's engineer motioned for you to join him, giving you a pair of headphones so you could be up to date with everything happening.

You all watched the formation lap before every driver got into their respective positions. You held your breath as you saw the lights before it was time to finally begin the race.

Lights out.

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He did it.

He had won first ever race in F1.

You couldn't explain the pride and love that filled your heart when he was the first one to see the checkered flag.

He had absolutely dominated the whole race, managing to overtake every single car on the track and maintaining his position when it seemed that he might be under attack.

You don't think you had ever seen him drive better than he did today.

"Y/N! I did it!!!" he shouted as he ran to you, helmet and balaclava already off.

"I'm so proud of you, baby!!" you squealed and jumped into his arms, squeezing him like never before.

"Oh my God, I did it, my love. This is all for you" he exclaimed, holding you tightly and squeezing your waist.

"No, Lando. This is for you. You've been waiting your whole life for this, you've worked so hard all these years and today everything finally paid off. I'm proud of you to the moon and back, baby" you pulled away from the hug just enough so you could lean in and kiss him, pouring every single feeling of pride and adoration for him into the kiss.

"I love you so much" he muttered against your lips, refusing to let go of you when his PR manager called him for some interviews.

"I love you too, my winner"

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importantgalaxyrunaway · 2 months

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Sundays (Matt Murdock x reader)

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, religion (they go to church) very very fluffy, husband Matt, this one the poll but new one shot out soon

It was your favorite type of day. A Sunday, because no daredeviling on Sundays. Unless there was something especially serious he heard going on. You shift your weight so that you can shuffle in between his legs looking at your husband. He looks so majestic laying there naked with only a sheet covering his lower half. You weren’t quite modest yourself with only a sheet covering your body as well. Since you both had been just married less than 3 weeks, you were still in the phase where you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. It wasn't always intimacy times. But Matthew would always be there touching you in some comforting way reminding you he was always by your side. Weither it was a hand on your knee or holding hands with him as you were his “sighted guide”. When really he just used that as an excuse to show you off in public. His hand never left yours. Today was one of those days.

he looked like a sleeping angel not daredevil. His chest was cut from marble and an expression of peice was on his face you barely see. Shifting yourself in between his legs closer, bare chests pressing up against each other separated by only a silk sheet. A reminder of the gift he gave you last night. You lean in to him and give a long lingering kiss. It was soft upon his plump rosy lips and his eyes fluttered open. His sightless eyes gaze upon yours and you break the sweet kiss.

“Hello Mrs. Murdock” he says in his sleepy deep morning voice that makes your knees weak.

Hes never missed an opportunity to call you that in the last 3 weeks. You give him another sweet kiss and he hums. His hands stroking your hair. You slip between the silk sheets so that your warm bodies could press up against each other, though there is nothing sexual about it this time you weren’t in the mood you were just affectionate and he could tell. That smile hadn’t left his face since the two of you were married.

“hello my pretty little devil” you scratch underneath his chin and he leans into it making a small noise of pleasure at the gesture.

“hmm. It’s Sunday would like to come to church with me.” He asks still in a happy bliss “I’d rather not go alone”

you think for a bit,. Matthew’s been going through a rough time lately a really hard time. And god, if there wasn’t anything you’d do to please this man. You never want him to have to be alone again. You knew how much his religion meant to him. And church with Matthew is actually quite enjoyable the times you’ve been with him.

“of course I’ll go with you my love.” You whispered softly to him. He beams at you in return. That smile that hasn’t left since they had the small wedding. ”you should probably get dressed though. Would be a bit distracting.” he teases in a low chuckle

you crinkle up your nose and tease him back “so should you ‘good-catholic lawyer-boy’”

you rumple his hair before rising from his warm embrace to go to your closet. You find something nice to wear and Matthew goes for his normal suit. As he gets dressed you do admit ok yes you starred at his ass the whole time.

he gives a knowing devilish smirk you know all to well as he buttons up his shirt. You silently mourn the loss of staring at his abs “you know I may be blind sweetheart but i can sense you starring” he says with his signature charm.

“well we’re married now, I’m allowed to look at my husband aren’t I?” You say before light giving his ass a smack. You just couldn’t help yourself.

once the two of you are dressed he looks incredibly handsome even with more clothes on, he starts tapping his cane and each way as you two walk on the sidewalk together. Your hand however finds his and intertwines your other hand resting on his shoulder so you can guide him. Knowing that he trusts you even if it’s partly to keep his cover. He stops, smiles at you practically beaming and folds up his cane. The two of you resume your walk to Clinton church. The weather was incredibly nice, the flowers on the windowsills were blooming and the sun was beaming down. A pleasant breeze made the day just the right temperatures. you know even you could smell the sweetness of spring in the air and you didn’t have enhanced senses. You wonder what it’s like for Matt.

You break the comfortable silence as the two of you walk together. “you smell that? It’s my favorite flower”

“I don’t smell lavender y/n”

“oh you remembered, well yes that is my first favorite flower because of the scent but my second favorite is honeysuckle” you explained as the two of you stroll basking in each other’s company.

“Oh, I love that scent too. But sweetheart it’s an invasive plant.” He chuckles good naturedly. The scent of honeysuckle fills his lungs on this Sunday morning. If Amber thought she could smell the sweetness it was nothing compared to his. The way it weaves around his mind fogging it up with pleasant memories of when y/n would wear her citrus and honeysuckle perfume. It truly is a beautiful day. Nothing seems to be going wrong at the moment there isn’t a crime he hears. Or maybe it’s just in the warmth of y/n’s company the terrible sounds and shrieks of the city were muted. He always seemed calmer in her presence.

“We’re here, Clinton church” you read for him

“and on time” he kissed your joined hands before you both step into the church together. The darkness takes a bit for you to adjust to the light in contrast to the brightness of outside. Not that Matthew would mind, you giggle in your head. It truly is a beautiful place with high ceilings and candles lit, it has stained glass windows with beautifully colored pictures made of glass upon it. Y/n especially appreciated these. The way the sunlight of spring catches the stained glass sending a glow to floor adjacent to it. The difference in materials used creates complex shimmering patterns and shapes. Admiring the way each shard and fragment of glass comes together to make a beautiful story from the Bible. The wooden floors are pretty and there are rows of wooden pews with bibles in the pockets of the seat in front of you. It smells of that distinct church scent that is quite hard to discribe. The best Matthew can do is old wooden oak polished, with the scent of old books the type that are yellowing with age. He suspects these are from the Bible’s. The people played a role into it two he could often sense their perfume or their recent showers. There's also the scent of candles and incense. The incense is one of three smells that is most distinctive out of the melting pot to Matt. There’s a lingering air of smoke from previous services but it’s never too heavy. It’s not like cigarettes smoke at all, one of Matthew’s least favorite scents in the world. Well that was until he had been in an explosion as daredevil. Burning flesh was definitely the worst thing he’s ever sensed. He had to take many showers to get the smell out of his system. But overall he liked the scent and it was familiar to him. He was raised here. Even if he’s strayed so far, or hated his past now. But the scent of Clinton church was strangely calming and comforting to Matthew. You guide him to a pew bench that’s completely empty. You take your seat next to Matt once he’s settled his hand in his lap the other toying with his cane. You notice pleasantly that your seated directly next to a stain glass window. This one depicts baby Moses floating in the river. You particularly like the way the light shines through the glass making it translucent. The water a blue haze.

you find your seat and you take matts hand that’s in his lap, interlocking both your fingers. He brings the your hands up to his lips and gives a long kiss on your hand before resting it in his lap. The service starts shortly after and it only takes an hour, which is good because you can’t sit still for much longer than that. Matthew listens to what the priest says and you can’t but help admire how he looks. Sitting on the bench with his back leaning slightly back and his head up high. Those shoulders that carry the whole weight of this city on them . Intently listening, he leans his head just slightly back, his stunning red glasses perched upon his face. He looks proud almost. How could someone who looks so good be going through so much. Truth be told you were always worried about Matt. Being daredevil takes a tole on his soul. But you’ve been keeping an eye on him making sure he’s okay recently. He holds your hand the entire time. Only breaking when you have to pray but quickly rejoining his hand with yours. His thumbs stroking your hand comfortably.

“should I read to you what we’re saying?” You say wondering how he does this.

“uh no” he chuckles “i can hear them sweetheart”

“oh right” you answer sheepishly. Sometimes you’re still figuring out the extent of his blindness. He rubs your hand more finding the way you want to help endearing. You distinctly feel the cool of his ring on his hand. And you beam with pride. Before you know it the service is over and Matt stands up with you and unfolds his cane and starts tapping it. You wrap your arms around his as you “guide” him. But also in his own way it’s just another way to show you off. Matthew exchanged a few words with father lantom and some of the others before the two of you walked out into the bright spring day. There was not a cloud in the sky. After walking for a while hand and hand. Your golden beautiful rings shining in the sun. Your diamond perfectly sparkling. The consistent tap of Matt’s cane across everything. The silence is comforting and after a while he turns to you.

“thanks you” he says quietly.

your turn to him “for what?”

“for that, staying beside me. You……you don’t know how much it means to someone like me.” He adds sincerely.

you do know how much it means to him. Not many people have stayed with him, loving him unconditionally like you do. And he needs that, Matt needs her love. Her holds your chin delicately and pulls you in for a soft kiss. You sigh into the kiss. A very love sick sigh

once he breaks the kiss he’s smiling again with his beautiful smile. He brushed a stray lock of hair out of your face. “So..” his face still close to you. Red glasses practically glowing in the sun “how’s married life treating you Mrs. Murdock?”

you stroke his hair before speaking also a smile plastered on your face. “I think it suits me very well Mr. Murdock.” And he kissed your hand before continuing tapping his cane and walking on the sidewalk with you.

#fanfic #fanfiction #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x y/n #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock fanfic #matthew murdock x reader #matt murdock fluff #Husband Matt Murdock #daredevil fic #daredevil fanfiction #daredevil x you #daredevil x reader #daredevil x female reader #daredevil #daredevil request #this was the winner of the pole #poll winner #netflix daredevil

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introspectivememories · 3 months

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#AUUUGH WAILING SCREAMING CRYING SLIDING DOWN THE WALL SOBBING #BROCEDES PLEASE WHY COULDN'T YOU TWO HAVE BEEN NON-FAMOUS #WHY DID YOU DRAG ALL OF US INTO YOUR SITUATIONSHIP #my mom is sick of me wailing about them. nearly collapsed at work when i remembered 'yes... and team-mate'#sliver springs is going platinum in my house rn #how can you be childhood friends and just fall apart like that? i think about falling out with tas like that and i go nearly catatonic #yeah you're a 7x wdc winner and you got the one wdc that you wanted but was it worth it? was this loss worth it? would you do it again?#going by the interviews they probably would and that's why they fell out in the first place. i literally cannot imagine caring about some #trophy over my childhood best friend but like i guess that's why they're pro level athletes and i'm in my room posting about them #anyway what the fuck was up during f1 photographers during their fallout? why is every photo of them cinematic? did you know we'd be using #them? did you know we'd go crazy? or were you also like 'oh this is cinema in the making. i gotta capture this.'?#anyway for all of that want to know where the quote is from‚ it's jacob black from twilight when bella is getting turned into a vamp #stephanie meyer had one (1) banger line and it was this #brocedes #brocedes edit #f1 edit #f1 web weaving #nico rosberg #lewis hamilton #nr6 #lh44 #formula 1 #web weaving #please ignore my absolutely atrocious photo editing skills. thank you imgflip!!

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dnpbeats · 2 months

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in games where d&p have to judge the winner between the two of them dan has never once won 😭 i would say he's fighting for his life but really it's his own fault bc he's whipped

#also im mad at them bc they cut them deciding the winner for most rounds in the phan CAH video and then didnt say who won overall #yes this is a new spreadsheet lmk if u want access though I can't imagine it'll get updated often #dan and phil #dan and phil games #d&p #upload stats

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solarockk · 5 months

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The winner takes it all

The looser has to fall

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chrollohearttags · 11 months

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***reverb spoilers (ish)*** and some more crack cause I need it today

influencer (y/n) definitely forgets that you’re rich sometimes and is still stuck in the ways that you were raised on in a single parent household. For example, you’ll spend two bands on your new hairstyle or shoes but it’ll be a cold day in hell before you spend more than $3 on a box of cereal and boyyyy, does it grind Eren’s gears. “Princess, I understand not spending unnecessary money but why the fuck I gotta eat these? Fruit Rings, seriously? That’s not even a damn toucan on the box. That’s a crow. A crow, (y/n)! That can’t be good for anybody.” “It tastes the same, Eren. My granny used to buy these for me all the time and I’m fine.” “What you are is cheap.” And he’s so confused because he could’ve sworn his black card has a $700 Sephora charge from yesterday so why he has to eat like he’s on commissary, he doesn’t know. But he doesn’t bother to argue because it’s pointless. Or, when it’s Saturday morning and he’s finally getting some much needed rest, only to hear Fantasia and Mary J. Blige playing downstairs, loud as hell. And you, in shorts, big t-shirt and a bandana tied around your hair..mopping and humming like someone’s divorced mama of three. “(Y/N), it’s ten am, why are you up cleaning like you’re in goddamned bootcamp? That’s what we have housekeepers for..” But he has no idea the can of worms he just opened!.. “Right. And you have two perfectly good legs and arms, meaning your ass could’ve been up helping me a hour ago. You know what you are, Eren? Spoiled. When’s the last time you picked up a broom? Hmm? Do you even know how to iron your own clothes? A lil’ cleaning and life skills ain’t gone kill you.” Then you go on to tell him how you’d help your granny clean the house every Saturday and it helped you become a hard working woman. Which now that you’ve guilt tripped him, this multi-millionaire recording artist is in the living room, singing Free Yourself with tears in his eyes as he dusts the tables and TV stand. And every weekend, just like you and every other child that looked like you had to experience, he gets the same trauma! Rolling around in his silk linen sheets, kicking his feet and crying because he can hear Keith Sweat playing from the flatscreen.

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pharawee · 5 days

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Pop Pataraphol Wanlopsiri as WINNER Lee Asre Watthanyakul as DEAN Garfield Pantach Kankham as KENTA

▷ PIT BABE 2

#pit babe 2 #pit babe the series #pit babe #garfield pantach #pop pataraphol #lee asre #pitbabeedit #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #bl series #my edits.#evil trio of my heart #oh i'm going to be insufferable about them #can you imagine being stuck in a car with winner for observation duty #or in jail??#yeah i'd go evil too #and there was only one cigarette (oh my god there was only one cigarette)

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cdmodule · 8 months

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Apology

#posting this at kind of a bad time but idc EVERYONE NEEDS TO SEE THEM. THIS TOOK TOO LONG #also to be clear this isnt What I think would Happen in tpot necessarily #like i wish. but it wouldnt #just what I imagine .. in my perfect world #winnerclock #winner tpot #clock tpot #tpot #bfdi #lan art

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When You Take Him Bra Shopping ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

A shrug of the shoulders came from Jinwoo as you held up one of the bras that you had spotted to get his opinion on it.

“What do you reckon to this one? With the lace?” You enquired, a wide smile on your face.

“Y-yeah…good,” Jinwoo stuttered, nodding his head back across at you as his eyes looked all over the place.

“You’re not enjoying this, are you?”

The look on Jinwoo’s face gave you the answer that you needed to know exactly how he was feeling. “I just don’t really know what to do, am I allowed to look? Am I allowed to tell you what I think about these?”

“Just do whatever you want to do Jinwoo, no one cares that you’re here with me.”

“It feels like they do,” he confessed in reply.

Your head shook as you took a hold of Jinwoo’s hand, “just stay by me and then you don’t need to worry anymore.”

“Can you hurry up a little bit?” Jinwoo whispered into your ear, letting go of the shiest of giggles as he did so too.

“Of course, I’ll just get this one I think.”

Seunghoon:

A chuckle escaped as you watched Seunghoon pick up several bras, almost too many for him to be able to hold onto in his hands.

“What are you going to do with all of these?” You challenged with a smirk on your face.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to buy them all,” Seunghoon informed you as if the answer was staring back at you.

“I told you I was buying just one.”

Seunghoon nodded in agreement back across at you as he continued to hold onto the bras. “You said that you were buying one, I didn’t tell you how many bras I’d be buying whilst we were here together, did I?”

“You’re not seriously going to buy all of those bras for me, are you? It’ll cost a fortune.”

“I’m buying them for me,” Seunghoon sniggered.

You struggled to find the words as you stared blankly across at him. “What makes you think I’m going to wear them?”

“They’re a gift from me to you, you can’t just leave them in your wardrobe,” Seunghoon pouted, “they need use.”

“There’s far too many there for me.”

Mino:

The corners of his mouth were something that captured your attention straight away as you moved Minho slightly out of the way.

“You can say no, but I can tell you’re enjoying yourself,” you whispered close to his ear.

“Me? I’m not enjoying myself,” Minho quickly defended, trying his best to regain his composure and mask his smile.

“You’re too happy to lie to me.”

Minho took a step back as he watched you, letting go of a chuckle soon after as he realised how obvious he was. “How do you expect me not to smile when I’m around this many bras and thinking of you.”

“Are you thinking of me or just thinking of how I’d look in each of these bras right now?”

“It’s almost the same thing,” Minho protested.

Your head shook as you took one off of the rails, “maybe next time I’ll have to come bra shopping all by myself.”

“No way,” Minho chimed, “you can’t tease me by bringing me bra shopping then threaten to take it away from me.”

“Then stop smiling so much watching me.”

Seungyoon:

You couldn’t help but laugh as you noticed Seungyoon hovering behind you as soon as you started to walk down the aisle of bras.

“Are you just going to stand there?” You jokingly asked him, beckoning him towards you.

“Do we have to shop for these today?” Seungyoon asked you, “can’t you shop for a new bra when I’m not with you.”

“I’ll be quick, it’s no big deal really.”

As he began to walk towards you, Seungyoon felt as if everyone’s eyes were looking in his direction. “This sort of place should be a man free zone, I mean you don’t really need me here to help you decide, right?”

“You’re the one that’s going to see me in it, I just want your opinion to help me out.”

“I like all of them,” Seungyoon quickly told you.

Your eyes rolled as he pointed to a random bra, “that’s not helpful Yoon, we can’t get out of here if you don’t help me out.”

“You know I like you in anything,” he assured you, “and I’ll like you in it even more if you hurry and pick it so we can leave.”

“I’ll only be a couple of minutes, honest.”

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mintaikcorpse · 2 months

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No, but can you imagine the Body Dysmorphia that Sinners must face?

You go into a realm that feels completely different from yours, and there's no way out. You look down and see your hands, but they're not your hands. They look like a monster. You find the nearest mirror, and you look to see a creature looking back at you. You jump in horror, only to realize it's you. The monster is you.

#sinners #i still believe that heaven foes something to the winners that makes them never sad or forget about their relatives in Hell #winners will deal with this as well but not to the extent sinners have to bciz its a punishment #hazbin hotel sinners #sinners hazbin hotel #IM GOING TO SHIT MY PANTS #IMAGINE SOMEONE ASKING MOLLY ABOUT ANGEL (ANTHONY) AND SHE REPLIES “who's Anthony?”#hazbin hotel #helluva boss #tw body dysmorphia #hazbin hotel notes

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udretlnea · 1 year

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An Idealized Image

Prompt: You die after getting hit by a truck and inspect your suddenly ideal appearance in the new world. Inspired by this post by @mists-reading-nook

A/N: Man, starting a story with disconnected parts is fun and difficult. First time using this literary device so be patient with me.

Words: 755

You hadn’t expected getting hit by a truck to hurt so damn much. But you’d gladly do it again if it meant you’d protect a child from getting run over.

Although you were dying, you still could feel the barest sensations around you; vaguely there was muffled shouting and crying. Good, the kid was safe and the driver was getting yelled at. Not that that mattered to you anymore.

Oh well, at least it’s over now.

The first world has been chosen. Initiating upload link.

You thought you heard someone, but that’s crazy. You were dead. The dead don’t hear voices. Maybe this was one of those post-death auditory hallucinations. Do…do the dead even have those? Actually, I guess nobody would know…except the dying. Ugh. What a morbid thought. I expected myself to have prettier final thoughts.

Link established. Uploading soul to the Samsara system now. Beginning samsara cycle #1…godspeed.

There it was again. You started thinking that maybe you weren’t dead, when suddenly you felt your soul being pulled down…down…down into the darkness. Rather than become panicked you felt a sense of peace. You allowed yourself to be carried until you felt a shift in the pressure around you.

Before you could realize what was happening, you blacked out.

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He’s not waking up…should I do it manually?

Hang on, what are those kitsunes doing?

You feel something tap-tap-tapping against your side. Your eyes flutter open, barely registering the fact that there’s green all around you. Turning your head, you see several orange foxes nudging your body. The sleep leaves you immediately. You surge to your feet and back away from them

They didn’t make any moves toward you. The littlest one stared at you with its big eyes; after a moment it seemed to be satisfied. It turned to the others and made a sound. It wasn’t long before they ran away, leaving you by yourself. Come to think of it, where were you?

Everywhere around, you can see plants, trees, and just general things you’d find in a forest-wait, forest!?

Oh no, where the hell did I end up? Is this some kind of spiritual afterlife? You run, not really going anywhere, just someplace to get your bearings. You find a small stream. Thinking quickly, you examine your reflection, fearful that you looked like a ghost. However, what greets you instead is your pristine face without any blemishes.

Huh? Is that…me? No, no it can’t be. I’m not that…I’m not this immaculate! This is a dream, this has to be a dream! You do anything you can to wake up; you smack, slap, and pinch yourself all in that order, but it’s no use. It seems you weren’t dreaming.

Defeated, you decide to examine yourself. Amazingly, your skin was smooth, but you don’t recall it being like that. Furthermore, your eyes were completely different. Since when were your pupils a yellow pinprick, or your irises a brilliant shade of silver? Most concerning of all was your hair. It was white as snow. You pull at it, looking closely at the roots to check if it wasn’t dyed. You looked rather beautiful. Additionally, you finally noticed that your clothes were different.

When you died, you were wearing a hoodie and regular pants and shoes. Now, you were wearing a simple white kimono; a closer inspection revealed that it looked like genuine silk. Confused yet satisfied with your examination, you looked at your surroundings. Everything was slightly dark as if it were nighttime.

Weird, but ultimately it doesn’t matter. What DOES matter is figuring out where the heck I am. You push yourself off the ground, shaking the dirt off of your clothes. You look around you, wondering which direction to walk towards when something catches your eye. Squinting, you could make out the silhouette of a city in the distance. It almost looked like Japan, but at the same time, it wasn’t. Well, there’s the path to civilization right there. Now all I need to do is get over there without trouble.

You notice a well-worn path. You take it, pleased that you took the first step in your journey. Hopefully, you’d find what you needed to know.

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Elsewhere, a solitary figure was meditating alone in a different plane of existence. Here in this space, she would achieve eternity and resist erosion.

And then she felt it. A sudden wave of divine energy sent tingles throughout her incorporeal body. This was unprecedented…what could have caused it? She needed to know. She had to know.

#sagau #self aware genshin #genshin self aware #genshin imagines #it’s short but they can’t all be long. Or winners.#I’m satisfied I managed to include a somewhat cohesive story with hints of a plot #perhaps making a story with disconnected events will be easier than I thought.#genshin impact sagau #genshin fanfic #what if we started in Inazuma instead of Mondstadt btw?#I imagine Ei would be curious with you #oh we'll see where the plot goes

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Ok. Fun scooby-doo jokes are over. Time for a graphic birthing scene as Star Flower enters premature labor after being starved for days and running to get away from a bunch of stinky, dirty rogues.

The writers will see a woman character and ask, "Is anyone going to describe the pain and viscera in intense, obsessive detail?" and not even wait

*Shrek voice* she doesn't even get the birthing stick

(under a cut because eurgh)

It's gotta be super dramatic, to really tease the audience with the idea that Clear Sky might lose a third pregnant wife for his pain.

Star Flower has been put through such INTENSE torment to make Clear Sky feel bad and rally the cats to come together to help him out that it's taken me out of it completely.

Gray Wing also realizes he's been thinking about Star Flower too much, while she's bleeding out and giving birth several weeks early after escaping Slash's Torment Nexus, so he takes a moment to rotate his brother around in his head for a bit.

"He'd been so panicked about Star Flower that he hadn't thought about his brother," who is apparently going to get set upon by a band of Slash's angry rogues all alone in this fantasy daydream Gray Wing has conjured up in his head.

Like, apparently Clear Sky is going to leave the meeting with Slash, get told about the secret plan to rescue Star Flower which was happening concurrently (already happened; we saw this), then jump up and run from what everyone's told him, bolt towards a camp he doesn't know the location of, and a patrol of Slash's warriors are going to find him?

ok.

Anyway then all the women come together to midwife for Star Flower.

And then Clear Sky and Star Flower cuddle around the new kits and act all cute. The "pure love" in Clear Sky's eyes is focused on, everyone recommends he takes extra good care of his premature kits, etc. He's So Totally Changed Now, through the magic of wife and babies.

All I'm thinking about is how he kills one of these children later, by refusing to allow Acorn Fur to complete her training and throwing a tantrum about how "SkyClan doesn't ask for help unless we have no choice!" when she tells him she can't treat his son's fox-inflicted mauling alone.

One more patented brother moment between Clear Sky and Gray Wing

I'm just gonna be honest, man... I hear from a LOT of people that this tugs at their heartstrings, so maybe I just don't "get it." But this WHOLE series long, Gray Wing has pissed himself over how Clear Sky can't have possibly "changed that much" from when they were children, won't accept that he's a child-beating and woman-slaughtering tyrant, IMMEDIATELY jumps to his defense at every turn even when it's ridiculous, and here's the payoff.

Hugging and sniffing his Dear Brother and having a flashback to them being babies at their mother's breast, secure in the knowledge he was right all along.

That every time he downplayed abuse, shoved people towards a situation where they'd be in danger, or prevented others from recognizing Clear Sky as the threat he was, he was correct that Clear Sky, in contrast to the EEEVIL rogues, was a good boy. Nothing about Clear's behavior has actually changed besides having MORE children to endanger.

This is chapter SIX of the LAST BOOK and we already saw Clear Sky using abuse tactics earlier to try and manipulate Thunder into doing what he wants.

So, I can't sympathize with the "heartwarming" reaction. "Ohh it's so sweet that the dear brothers are having flashbacks to when they were 6" I cannot relate. Idk how you can watch AMVs of this without wanting to set them both on fire. Thunder should get a restraining order.

#Btw winner of funniest song is Sneaky Snitch #That wins #That is objectively the funniest song to play during that scene #Kevin MacLeod Wins #Btw I didn't really post or get into it because it was really generic besides like... leaf starts yowling as a distraction #Which I've chosen to interpret as his attempt at bird noises #Because it is a LOT funnier to imagine him going “CA CAWWWWWWWWWW” as the guards are just. deeply confused.#They break in to save starf and she's like 'there's two more guards!' and then there's two more guards.#Then they run. This was apparently a genius plan.#Meme of Thunder's two paws and he's holding TWO restraining orders #dotc hate #bones reads dotc

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When You Subconsciously Play With His Hair ~ Winner Reaction

Jinwoo:

As a giggle came from just beside you, your eyebrows furrowed as you heard the sound of Jinwoo chuckling to himself in his own little world.

As you hummed in confusion, his eyes looked across at you. “Sorry, it’s just tickling the feeling of you playing with my hair,” Jinwoo told you. “Your fingertips keep catching the back of my neck.”

“Oh,” you whispered, clocking what your hand was doing, “I didn’t even realise that I was playing with your hair.”

A shake of the head came from Jinwoo as he offered you a wide smile, “that’s because playing with my hair really has become a habit for you these days.”

“I can’t argue with that,” you admitted, “it’s your fault for having such lovely hair, my hands just want to play with it constantly and twirl it around.”

Jinwoo’s smile widened even more as you spoke, “you know that you’ll never hear any complaints from me about you playing with my hair, I love it whenever you tousle through it.”

“I definitely think it’s one of my favourite things.”

Seunghoon:

The gasp that came from Seunghoon made you jump, looking at him in panic as his hand came up and rested against the top of his head.

Your hand immediately came out of his hair, worried what you had done. “I appreciate that you love playing with my hair, but can you stop tugging so hard that you end up snatching it from me?”

“Sorry,” you frowned, trying to calm yourself back down again. “I was just thinking of work and getting a bit stressed.”

Seunghoon’s head shook as he took your hand and placed it back through his hair again. “Don’t bottle it up, talk to me if you’ve had a bit of a tricky day Y/N.”

“It’s just been hectic,” you whispered, letting go of a sigh. “My boss seems to think I’m invincible, you know he made me through my break today at the office.”

His eyes widened as you told him all about your day. “As long as you don’t leave me bald by playing with my hair, one day I’m going to head down to that office and give him a peace of my mind.”

“I’ll be alright, you don’t need to worry.”

Mino:

The gentleness of your hand soon caught Minho’s attention as he craned his neck back to be able to look at you, barely keeping your eyes open.

He studied you for a few moments before clearing his throat. “If you’re tired, do you want to head to bed?” He offered, watching your eyes blink to wake yourself back up and concentrate on him.

“I’m alright,” you tried to tell Minho, realising that your hand was stuck in his hair as you adjusted your position.

Minho’s head shook as you tried to convince him, seeing right through you. “You’re playing with my hair which is always a sign that you’re trying to stay awake.”

“You’re watching this,” you then tried to tell him, looking at what was playing on the television. “I reckon I can stay awake until this finishes, then we can go to bed.”

Minho’s eyes narrowed back at you, but his head nodded anyway. “The moment this is done we’re going to bed, tucked up in bed you’ll be able to play with my hair properly anyway too.”

“That’s always an added bonus of being in bed.”

Seungyoon:

Your eyes flickered down as you felt Seungyoon’s eyes looking up at you from resting in your lap, a soft smile on his face as he looked.

Your hands continued to brush through his hair, untangling any of the small knots that were in it. “You look cute concentrating on playing with my hair like that,” Seungyoon commented.

“I’m not even concentrating,” you laughed back at him, “I think my hand just moves on instinct these days with you.”

A chuckle came from Seungyoon as you glanced to look at his hair. “I love that I never need to brush my hair with you around, you just do it for me instead.”

“It’s surprising how calming playing with your hair can be,” you noted, beginning to focus on it. “There’s something about it that just makes me feel so content.”

A hum of agreement came from Seungyoon, feeling relaxed having you play with his hair too. “Don’t let me stop you, you keep playing with my hair for as long as you want to play with it.”

“Don’t say that, we’ll be here all night long.”

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