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findingnemosworld ยท 7 months
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๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ - ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ค ๐ฌ๐ณ๐จ๐›๐จ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ฅ๐š๐ข ๐Ÿ๐ญ. ๐ฑ๐š๐›๐ข ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐จ & ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐จ๐ฅ๐
ใƒป๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ: ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ
( ๐—๐š๐›๐ข ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐š๐, ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซโ€™๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ค ๐ ๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐—๐š๐›๐ขโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐›๐ซ๐จ (๐ฅ๐ž๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐‰๐จ๐ฌ๐ก). ๐‡๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ, ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž. ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐, ๐ข๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฆโ€™๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐š๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ญ๐œ.๐ƒ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ค ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฃ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐“๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ (๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก). )
๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž.
๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž: ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข ๐ค๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ!!
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" Are you sure he's ok with me coming? "
The Hungarian was usually laid back, relaxed which meant that not a lot affects him yet this was quite different than anything he had truly experienced, here he was - accompanying his new teammate whom he had quickly befriended to go spend time in the gaffer's house, He certainly wasn't nervous about many things yet this was certainly the kind of experience you'd feel nervous about.
Trent waved off his concerns with a chuckle, " Relax bro, the boss is cool with us, besides I want you to meet someone "
Dominik's arrival to the mersyside was a smooth sail, this was the team he had always wanted to play for; with such an opportunity he was able to blend in rather easily, what had made things quite nerve wrecking was the arrival of none other than Xabi Alonso who had taken the reigns of coaching following Klopp's departure, Dominik idolized the Spaniard along with Steven Gerrard, hence why working under him had been quite the experience,
" Who? " Dominik wondered.
" Y/N, the boss's daughter " Trent responds.
The name sparks recognition in his eyes, he recalls hearing tidbits during training, about how a certain Y/N would often visit the training center, offering a variety of delectable treats thanks to her work as a baker. " Oh? " he hums.
" She's pretty amazing " Trent states, " I've known her for as long as I've known Jon "
Jon was Xabi's only son along with his daughters, Y/N, Ane and Emma.
Dominik nods swiftly, smiling. " If you say so "
The duo arrive to Xabi's home, and were greeted by Xabi who lead them to the back garden where he along with Jon were seated, Xabi noted Trent's inquisitive look and chuckled, " She's in the kitchen helping Nagore with dinner, she'll be out in a minute "
The phrasing had drawn Dominik's attention, sparking curiosity in him - he wondered if there was more to Trent and Y/N's relationship than what meets the eye, he greets Jon then sits down next to Trent, all four of them falling into a natural conversation regarding football - suddenly, the sound of the back garden door captures his attention, his eyes landing on what he could only describe as the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
" Hi boys " She beamed, placing the tray of rolled pizzas on the table before greeting Trent by embracing him, then she turned to Dominik and extended her hand. " It's nice to finally meet the newest player Aita is chatting about "
Dominik laughs, shaking her hand. " Hopefully good things "
She smirks, " Of course, and I've done my research "
Dominik's cheeks were flaming as he sat down, while she turned to Xabi and said. " I'm going to go and get you the lemonade "
" Ok " Xabi smiles.
That night, she joined them and the night was spent with laughter, good vibes and a new found realization for the Hungarian, he was a goner for her, she truly was everything Trent described her to be and then some - however there was just one obstacle, or in this case two obstacles.
She was the gaffer's daughter. And he wasn't certain if Trent liked her solely as a friend or more.
The following weeks were spent in an internal debate, he had managed to spend one on one time with Y/N thanks to her numerous visits to the training center, as well as him paying several visits when he can to her bakery, she had been nothing short of friendly, welcoming and an all around incredible person that had unknowingly stolen his heart, and with his newfound emotions he had decided to speak to the only person that knew her well enough to help him.
During training, Dominik had approached Trent. " Hey, I need help? "
Trent tilts his head, confusion itched across his features. " What's up? "
Dominik chews his bottom lip, remaining silent for a brief minute before he said. " Is Y/N single? "
To say the question had surprised the Scouser would be a complete understatement, Trent knew Y/N, she wasn't truly big about the notion of love, believing that she's better off alone. " Yes, she is, why do you ask? "
Dominik's cheeks grow warm, which in turn had Trent's eyes widen in realization. " You like her? " Trent whispered with a smile.
" She's incredible, I didn't think it could happen but she stole my heart, the way she talks, the way she carries herself, she's unlike any girl I have met " Dominik sighs with a smile. " Do you think there's a chance? "
Trent grows silent, before shrugging. " She's a laid back person like us, so I'm sure she will but you have to be careful, I mean she is the boss's daughter "
Dominik nods, looking at Xabi who was chatting with his assistant coach. " I'm going to try my luck and see where it goes "
Indeed, he did - Dominik had approached Y/N and was surprised at her openness to his affection, the pair had developed a beautiful bond that was met with acceptance on Xabi, Jon and Trent's part as well as her mother yet as the months continued to roll, an uneasy feeling developed at the pit of Trent's abdomen, the kind of feeling that resembled a pang of dejection laced with envy which could only mean one thing.
Trent was jealous of Dominik, and that meant that Trent was in love with Y/N.
The mere fact had taken three weeks to settle, three weeks full of internal debates and utter confusion - how could he be in love with the girl he had always viewed as a confidant, as just a friend? Y/N was his person, a platonic person up until this point, he was certain of his emotions, however the last thing he wanted was to ruin her happiness with Dominik.
That night, Dominik invited him over for a competitive game of FIFA which at first was purely friendly until Dominik had noticed Trent's aggressive way of pushing the buttons, " Trent, are you ok? " he asks.
" Yeah " Trent responds curtly, refusing to look him in the eye so as to not lose his composure.
Dominik wasn't convinced at the slightest, yet opted not to pry until Trent released a groan of frustration when his team lost. He pauses the game, " Ok, what's up? "
Trent lets out a soft sigh, " Nothing "
The pair continued to play yet Dominik couldn't help but wonder if Trent was feeling off due to his closeness to Y/N, that prompted the Hungarian to ask further, " What's wrong? "
" I like Y/N " Trent blurts out.
Dominik froze, his eyes widening in shock. " Oh? "
Trent chews on his bottom lip, " Listen, Dominik, I have been ... " he sighs, " I have been struggling with this for a while, it's a big reason why I have been avoiding you and Y/N but, after thinking it over, I think it's best if I keep my distance from the two of you, just at least until I'm able to to move forward from these emotions "
" Does Y/N know? " Dominik asks him.
Trent shakes his head, " I don't want her to know, she's happy with you bro, and I don't want to ruin her happiness, so if she asks, just tell her that I'm busy "
Dominik nods in understanding, " I appreciate you telling me Trent, and I'm sorry if I came in the way of the two of you "
" No bro " Trent laughed, " If anything, I have never seen her this happy until she met you, so you better take care of her "
" I will " Dominik smiles.
A few weeks had passed since their conversation, Trent had opted to find the courage to admit his reasoning for why he was avoiding Y/N thanks in part to Dominik's encouragement, he had arranged for the pair to have lunch at their favorite restaurant, while the pair were eating - Trent blurts out, " I'm sorry "
Y/N's brows knot in confusion, " Why? "
Trent inhales then exhales a deep breath, " I was avoiding you this entire time, because I .... I -erm- " he sighs, " I was jealous of your relationship with Dominik "
Her eyes widened, " Oh? "
" You two were growing close and it made me feel uneasy, and when I sat with myself I realized that it was because I loved you, a lot and it hurt to see you with someone else " Trent states.
To say that Y/N was surprised would be an understatement, her father had joked about this, so did her mother yet she never really took it to heart, Trent was just her close friend, up until now. " I don't know what to say "
Trent smiles, " You don't have to, I'm in a better place now, you're happy with Dominik and that's all that matters "
Y/N forces a smile, feeling quite dejected by the fact that she had never noticed. " Why didn't you tell me? "
" I was scared, but now I know that I value you too much to ruin your happiness, so like I said, I'm in a better place now. I just want to make sure that you're happy " Trent grins, " You are, aren't you? "
" I am " Y/N nods with a soft smile, " Dominik makes me happy, I love him "
Trent smiles widely, feeling a sense of relief at seeing her happiness evident across her features, " I am glad to hear it, I'll kill if he hurts you "
Y/N smiled, " Thank you for telling me Trent, I don't want to lose you as a friend "
" You won't Y/N, you won't ever lose me " Trent assures her, feeling relieved that he was able to pass through this without any hassle.
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yumichikah ยท 2 years
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(๐๐„๐)๐๐€๐Œ๐„: Minna ๐๐‘๐Ž๐๐Ž๐”๐๐’: she / her ๐™๐Ž๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€๐‚: gemini ๐’๐ˆ๐๐†๐‹๐„ / ๐“๐€๐Š๐„๐: taken โ€” ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐…๐€๐‚๐“๐’
๐ข. My first language is Finnish. Was born, raised and still live in Finland and started to learn English in like 4th grade or something. Technically English is my third language as finns have Swedish as their second one, but I hardly even remember how to introduce myself in Swedish since I never really got into it.
๐ข๐ข. I love singing and dancing. Used to win some karaoke contests back in the day and had competitive dancing as a hobby when I was still tiny. Nowadays I only do freestyle dancing in my spare time and sing only for my own pleasure. Kinda didnโ€™t like the spotlight to be perfectly honest.
๐ข๐ข๐ข. I donโ€™t have any confidence in my own skills. Like total zero. But Iโ€™m very glad people still like my writing and art.
โ€” ๐„๐—๐๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐‚๐„ I started writing small little stories as a kid to escape reality. Turned into a rper in the age of 12 when I discovered this Finnish fantasy forum and joined with my friend as original characters, stayed there until the place went under and then jumped to MSN messenger rp. Did some jrock roleplays with friends basically before I found my way to tumblr. My first tumblr muse was Mephisto Pheles from Ao No Exorcist and I spread out from there to other muses in the AnE fandom. After that I finally landed on Yumichika and got stuck on him, basically. Heโ€™s been an active muse of mine for _ages_ and well, he still is. On top of Yumi, other Bleach muses Iโ€™ve had are Izuru Kira, Byakuya Kuchiki, Akon, Ikumi Unagiya, Ichigo Kurosaki, Ruriโ€™Iro Kujaku, Shinji Hirako and a very private Szayelaporro Granz. So yeah, Iโ€™ve done a lot.
โ€” ๐Œ๐”๐’๐„ ๐๐‘๐„๐…๐„๐‘๐„๐๐‚๐„ I love me some fabulous bois in all honesty. Iโ€™m truly a sucker for anyone extra and high in self-confidence, maybe because I donโ€™t have any. Other types I love to rp are characters who seem beautiful to me(which is ironic, I know), but what I mean is that their persona seems poetic, tragic or somehow like a good, heartfelt story. Then there are the characters that are kinda like a vacation from serious topics too, but those never seem to get too active for me. I just love intense feelings and personalities.
โ€” ๐’๐”๐-๐†๐„๐๐‘๐„๐’
๐…๐‹๐”๐…๐…: I donโ€™t mind it. If the chemistry between the characters works and the muse leans towards fluff then sure, letโ€™s get the cutesy sweet moments going!
๐’๐Œ๐”๐“: Eh, not that important to me, in all honesty. Sure, once again with the chemistry being there, smut is more than welcome, but I prefer the flirtatious stages to the actual action. Maybe itโ€™s the Yumi in me that enjoys the flirty banter, Idk.
๐€๐๐†๐’๐“: Angst can be great, but it also can be triggering for me. Whenever it gets really good with angst, I love it to bits and pieces, but when I have irl issues myself going on, it can be too much. Whenever diving deep to angst and serious threads, I kinda need to be ready for it mentally. Most of the time Iโ€™m all good with it, but there are times I can not handle the burden that my character carries on top of my own stuff lol.
โ€” ๐๐‹๐Ž๐“๐’ ๐ฏ๐ฌ. ๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐„๐’
I love plotting. Iโ€™m the kinda person who loves to think of what-ifโ€™s and construct scenarios with someone, but has a hard time turning it into reality at times. Memes are great and give some freedoms to the writers from actually having to write up a situation where a certain sentence from a prompt list could be said or whatever. In ideal situations I prefer a bit of both; send in a meme and lets talk about where that meme could take the characters!
โ€” ๐“๐€๐†๐†๐„๐ƒ: @inverrrt
๐“๐€๐†๐†๐ˆ๐๐†: Anyone who hasn't done this yet and would love to give it a go!
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