#EIGHT (8) DAYS LEFT!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT. CAN YOU. I CANT

[iknaenmal]

IM GOING INSANE I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE

#good omens #EIGHT (8) DAYS LEFT!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT. CAN YOU. I CANT #ikna talks #GRARGHHH

[sabraeal]

Get Up Eight, Chapter 8

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Obiyukiweek 2021, Day 1: The Fool Upright: Beginnings, Innocence, Fearlessness Reversed: Recklessness, Folly, Risk 

Pine presses around the road to Oiso, jostling with the hackberry like meddling neighbors, eager to see misfortune. Their branches chatter in the breeze, gossiping behind needled hands, and oh, what misfortune Obi has for them to gnaw their toothy mouths upon, traveling with this sorry lot.

This stretch of road is meant to be the shortest; less than the length between bells, but each minute sweats to an hour, the natural flow of time no longer a given but a whim. Maybe they met with some accident, doomed to wander the same stretch of barren road over and over until some monk came to exorcise them-- or else all the priests are wrong, and the road to Meido is no mountainous path, but a road that winds around one barely deserving of the name. And with them but a day into their journey--

No. Not even he can believe such a story. For no matter how red his hands or black his spirit, he could not have earned such miserable oni on his chuuin as the monkey and his merry band. Besides, there is too much light here. Even the virtuous must navigate the dark with but a candle’s light to guide them, lit by the ones they left in life, and he, well--

He wouldn’t even have that.

Ojou-san hobbles in front of him, pretending her mincing steps have to do with the wrap of her kimono rather than the bindings on her feet. A creditable trick, in the right hands-- too bad his mistress was no actress. A man would have to be worse than a fool to believe it.

With every limping step, she jingles; her pack clanking against the swell of her hip. A wounded deer, gingerly testing each spindly leg to see if it would bear her yet another breath further. The monkey’s men circle her like crows waiting for carrion, though the scent they follow is not death but gold.

Idiots, every last one of them. They are too busy salivating over the meal in her pack to notice she does not tremble as she walks, that even if each step is a labor, she does not shy from taking it. Lame deer she may be, but Obi is not fooled-- more than once he has stopped at the shine at Nara, and found his netsuke noticeably lighter. His mistress is like that; so tame and docile at first glance that no one watches where those small hands go, nor notices the lies that tip from her lips.

Because they do; not with the ease of a practiced liar, but the earnest determination of a survivor. Cousin there may be in Kyoto, but Obi would bet what remains of his ryo that he didn’t know about the books in her pack. A good little ojou-san might know some remedies-- a salve to stave off infection or a powder to quell a fever, the kind a mother would use to treat her child-- but they certainly didn’t read about rampo in the original Dutch.

No, if Obi had his guess, this cousin-dono knew nothing about the sweet visitor that traveled toward him. They’d arrive at his doorstep in Kyoto, and he’d have the same view he has now, standing three respectful steps behind her as she faces the future with a strong back, and standing on two--

Ojou-san stumbles. One moment she is upright, and the next he’s surged forward, hand clasped around an elbow to steady her. It’s just like her wrist; narrow and delicate, like it might break under his grasp. His breath catches, his eyes meeting her wide ones--

“Careful, ‘Nee-san.”

Obi blinks, and there it is-- the monkey’s mocking grin, one paw wrapped around her other arm. “It’d be easy to turn an ankle on these old roads.”

Every word cants with careful concern, but the glint in his eye is three hairs away from anything more than hunger. This ronin can pretend to be samurai all he likes, but desperation drips from him like water in a kappa’s dish, and it’s Obi’s job to see his ojou-san does not get soaked.

With a firm tug, Obi settles her on her feet-- and out of the monkey’s reach. “Don’t worry, we’ll reach Oiso-juku soon, Ojou-san.”

She sends one of her thoughtful looks down the road, brow furrowed and lip jutting in a pout. “They really aren’t all that far apart at all, are they? If we hadn’t been slowed by--” my blistered feet, she doesn’t say, jaw taking an even more determined set-- “circumstance, we would be there by now.”

Obi nods, watching as she takes a single, mincing step. “Shortest leg of the journey.”

“I wonder why that is.” In any other mouth, those words would be idle, a way to fill the air. But not in his ojou-san’s; oh no, her gaze has already sharpened, scouring the shrubbery as if it might hold answers.

“Hard to say.” Keeping pace with her is a trial; he’s used to long strides, using every last inch of his leg to put ri between him and what he left behind, but between her blisters and her curiosity, Ojou-san moves as slow as a snail’s crawl. “If I had a guess, it would be the mountain?”

“Mountain?” Ojou-san should be hiding those eye of hers with a convincing demure, but instead she turns them to him, wide and wondrous. Not that he’d be caught complaining, not when all her attention is bent on him, as if he’s her next puzzle to solve.

The monkey scoffs, insinuating himself a branch too close for comfort. “Mount Koma? It’s barely more than a hill, and we’re walking around it, not up.”

Obi’s lips peel back from his teeth, a wolf’s grin. “I never said we were. But if you look down the road from Hiratsuka, what would you see?”

“A mountain,” Ojou-san murmurs, sending a speculative glance toward where Koma rose beside them. “And if you do not often travel the road, it would be easy to mistake this for running through it.”

“Well said, Ojou-san. Hakone is nearby, too.” Obi lets his lips soften from animal to man. “And its reputation marks it as the hardest climb. Even a thinking man might take this stretch as much the same.”

“Absurd.” The monkey scowls, hands hooking over his hips. “That might explain the shukuba at Oiso, but on the other side they would know the road’s ease.”

“That’s the funny thing about roads.” He casts the monkey a cagey smile, enjoying the way his fur stands on end. “They run both ways.”

The pines thin as they walk, the air taking on its first taste of salt, so thick and stinging that a man doesn’t even need to be Ojou-san’s kind of polite to think so. Oiso is close then; its bay must be the scent of the sea on the breeze. Good. He’ll be glad of the chance to shuck himself of their escort and his easy manners.

A bridge crests ahead of them, little more than some boards patched over the sluggish stream that runs beneath. Nothing like the great wooden arcs in Edo, made for palanquins to pass, great processions crawling over both sides like ships passing in the night. So it’s no surprise Ojou-san falters at its edge, blinking down at the lazy waters below. A deer again, hesitant and shy.

A warmth kindles where his kimono gaps too much to cover, a tightness that he cannot swallow away. Obi raises a hand to scratch, coughs to clear it, but stubbornly it stays, lodged right in his breast. An inconvenience, one that should be smothered as a seed rather than allowed to grow like kudzu on the shore. Ojou-san paid for his skill and what loyalty gold could buy, not...this. She is his duty, not a pleasure.

Even if he sees that bead dripping down her back when he closes his eyes still. Obi grips at his shoulder and stifles a groan. Twenty days. Three weeks until he is six ryo richer, and this girl is in the hands of her cousin instead of dancing out of the grip of his.

He steps up, hand outstretched. It’s his job to see her over, safe and sound, and it would be just like her to bend over a hair too far and let herself be swept away by the current, small as it is. But his hand clasps around air instead of elbow, and when he looks--

The monkey has her, guiding her along at a leisurely stroll. She stumbles to keep up even still, only getting her feet beneath her when he stops, staring up at the maples swaying overhead.

“Known to me who had denied joy and sorrow of this world,” he intones, every syllable rolling with the cultured tones of Edo. “Is the autumn scene of the rivulet where sandpipers walk at dusk.”

Obi lifts a brow, peering down at the water’s edge. Salt might be on the air, but there’s not a sandpiper to be seen this far from the shore.

Ojou-san is too kind, as always, nearly turning those wide doe eyes to him before remembering herself. They skitter downwards instead, to where leaves skim the stream’s surface. “What is that?”

The monkey’s heavenly gaze drops to her, smiling within unearned satisfaction. “I’m surprised you don’t know, onee-san. I thought you well read.”

Ojou-san stiffens, hands curling over the rough-hewn rail. “Well enough. Though I must admit, I never spent much time on poets.”

His eyes blink wide. “Not even Saigyo?”

“No.” She ducks her chin, the very picture of a demure young lady, but Obi knows-- her rosy cheeks are not from a docile temper. “But he was...a monk, was he not?”

His mouth curls wide, the self-satisfied smile of a master with a well-taught pupil. Obi’s hands itch watching it unfurl, tempted to give monkey-sensei a lesson he won’t soon forget.

“Yes,” he hums, chin lifted with a lord’s poise. “Of the Heian era. The story goes that he used to be one of the Emperor’s personal guards, but one day he shed himself of his worldly desires to dedicate himself to the temple.”

Obi stifles a snort. He’s had clients that made him feel the same more than once.

“He lived here, after, in a little hut just upstream, hidden away from the world, writing waka, meditating on the loneliness of change.” The monkey stares down the length of the stream. “A haikai dojo stands there now, built hundred of years later in his honor. Even Basho was inspired by his writings...”

Obi peers over the bridge’s edge, letting the monkey’s babble roll over him like a ceaseless river. The stream does much the same below, curving gently into the distance, disappearing into a cloud of summer green maple. Even with his sharp eyes, he cannot see this dojo, nor any hut where a monk might sit and spend his life thinking in verse.

Probably because Shigitatsu-an sits on another rivulet entirely, further toward the sea. Something this monkey might know, if he traveled this road; the stone in the middle of town proclaims it, bright as day. Still, Obi holds his tongue. A dagger to the chest might miss, but given enough rope, an idiot always hangs himself.

“For all his shedding of worldly trappings,” Obi hums, sauntering up to where the pair of them stand, “looks like this Saigyo was fond of them.”

Sweet as his words were, the monkey’s mouth turns sour fast enough. “He lived his life in quiet contemplation of nature, dwelling upon the sadness of seasons passing--”

Obi lifts an infuriating eyebrow. “Which he couldn’t do at a temple?”

The monkey’s mouth opens, then closes. “Some people,” he sniff haughtily, “do not understand the artistic process.”

Thatched roofs peek above the shukuba’s gates as they round the bend, hazy in the distance, like close-clinging clouds above Sagami Bay. Salt coats Obi’s mouth as they tread closer, stinging his nose, but today the taste savors of relief-- only mere moments now until Ojou-san can take her rest, and he can shuck these unwanted pests.

The monkey strolls beside Ojou-san, his voice smugly pitched for all to hear: “It’s too bad it isn’t raining.”

Oh, the hour cannot come soon enough. “Really?” Obi slides an easy grin onto his face. “I didn’t think monkeys liked to get their feet wet.”

“M-monkey?!” If looks could smell, the one this Mihaya levels at him would reek; growing even more rank with every giggle Ojou-san stifles. “Funny words coming from a stray cat!”

Obi shrugs, a production of shoulder and head worthy of the stage. “It was not my lips that begged the kami for rains.”

“Not mine either!” The monkey turns to Ojou-san with his mild, scholar stare. “I only meant it would be fitting. Hiroshige drew rains when he made his print of Oiso, falling on the travelers as they entered the shukuba. A light drizzle, of course, nothing to get--” he cuts a pointed glare over his shoulder-- “any paws wet.”

“Ah!” Ojou-san brightens, fingers fluttering joyfully before her. “I have seen that. Ojii-san...”

It’s as if the name were a spell; invoked, it steals the words from her lips, leaving only air to part them. They round again, forming the shape of ojii-san, before pressing tight once more. Obi has only known her mere days, but her grandfather’s legacy seems only to be the knuckles that blanch around her bag’s strap at the barest mention of his name.

A subtlety lost on the monkey prancing next to her. “He called it Tora’s Rain, after the lover of Soga no Juro. Do you know that story, onee-san?”

Obi restrains a roll of his eyes; it’s more of an effort than any of the monkey’s men bother to make. There’s not a child alive who isn’t raised upon the Soga Monogatari, even if the details blend in the telling, each domain vying to put their stamp upon a piece of history.

“Ah...” Ojou-san blinks, her spell disappearing in the bat of an eye. “Oiso no Tora, you mean? The courtesan?”

Again, the monkey-sensei puffs with a teacher’s pride. “The very same. She was raised here, it’s said, after her father prayed to Benzaiten for a child, and she gave to him a stone--”

“He asked for a child and she gave him a stone?” Obi smothers a smile to a twitch. “Seems he got the better end of the bargain.”

“--And she gave to him a stone as a sign the child would be born,” the monkey continues, voice pitched above his. “As O-Tora grew, so did the stone. When the Soga brothers sheltered at her home, it shielded them from--”

“Is this before or after they ambushed a man in his sleep?” Obi asks, deadpan.

That is, it seems, the final straw. The idiot rounds on him, voice dropping into a growl as common as the gutter he grew up in. “A tyrant, for revenge. Kuto-sama murdered their father and took his lands. No honorable man-- no, no bushi-- could let such an insult stand.” Something dark moves beneath the eyes of monkey-dono when he adds, “even if it took years.”

With only a breath, his face smooths back into the scholar’s, the samurai’s learned son. “That rock is still here, should you want to see it.”

Ojou-san smiles, eyes soft with understanding. “You must like this story quite a bit, Mihaya-dono, if you want to see O-Tora’s stone.”

“Me?” His brows raise, two neat little arches. They’re meant to be surprised, but it’s almost as if the angle of them is wrong, a degree off from being sincere. “I meant for you, onee-san. It’s a talisman for fertility.”

Her eyes round. “Oh--!”

“After all, you are now on the way to your husband.” There is a razor’s edge to his smile when he says, “Surely he is looking forward to being so blessed.”

Not unless her cousin has plans for her that he hasn’t seen fit to inform her of. Not an unlikely, knowing the way men think of their women-- though the idea has never occurred to Ojou-san, by the way she gapes.

“Ah!” She glances back at him, helpless. “N-no. That definitely won’t be...necessary.”

Another shadow passes over the monkey’s face, leaving behind a grin that glints as cold as coin. “You don’t say, onee-san...”

Ojou-san tucks into his side as they pass through the sekisho, her head and heart bowed demurely while the doshin glance at her papers. It’s cursory; this is no Hakone to demand papers so spotless they gleam. Still, she shivers when Kino’s permissions leave his hands, and doesn’t stop until they’re tucked back into his sleeves.

The monkey casts her a speculative look when he strolls through, the kind he’s been giving her more and more of as the day wears on. That’s fine enough; he can ponder Ojou-san’s mystery while he and his men wander down the rest of the route, alone.

That brings a smile to Obi’s lips. “Well, we’ll be leaving first.”

The wide eyes monkey-dono turn to him are only rivaled by the ones his ojou-san does. “Obi-dono, what do you mean?”

“We’re stopping here for the night.” He jerks his chin toward a particularly clean looking hatago. “How about that one, Ojou-san? Does it meet your expectations?”

“Yes, b-but...” Her mouth works, searching for the shape of the words that rattle between her teeth. “But why?”

“Ojou-san...” His gaze drops to where her tabi peek out from beneath her kimono’s hem, pink with her blood even through the bandages. “You’re in no condition to continue. Our best course is to rest. But I’m sure--” he can’t help the smug sneer he turns the monkey’s way-- “these men are eager to make good time. It’s a long journey to the capital, and time is money.”

The monkey’s mouth purses, trapped. Unless he wants to admit that he has no business besides following Ojou-san and her purse, making a lie of his casual coincidence-- well, there is no way to graciously decline.

Lucky for him, Ojou-san spares him the footwork. “We’ve barely walked an hour since Hiratsuka.” Her shoulders set like a shogun bent on battle. “You said you wanted to reach Odawara tonight.”

He inhales sharply, annoyed. “That was before--” we collected men better left in the gutter.

True as it is, it will not please his ojou-san. Not when she is so determined to see samurai in every ronin she meets. A different tack is needed if he wants to convince her.

“Ojou-san,” he soothes. “There is no shame in stopping. You should take care of yourself, or else we will have to spend more time waiting for you to recover later.”

The set of her jaw informed him this is not it.

“I can make it,” she insists, because of course she would, this young woman of quality who carried her heaviest pack on her back. “I won’t be the one to slow us down.”

“Plenty of travelers stop at every station.” He gestures to the crowd around them, to their leisurely pace. “Perhaps we should consider it, if--”

“And spend fifty-three days to get to Kyoto?” She arches a brow, a reflection of his own. “I’m not paying you near enough for that, Obi-dono.”

His jaw clenches. He only needs to convince her of one night extra, enough to be rid of these knives at their throat, but... “Ojou-san...”

“I don’t mean to pry,” the monkey says, insinuating himself between them. “But there is plenty of daylight left. If jou-chan wants to move on we should. There are better places to rest, if she needs it.” His teeth flash as he suggests, “Hakone, for one. It’s said that their hot springs are healing indeed.”

“Ah, see?” Ojou-san brightens, a quelling hand laid on his sleeve. “Hot springs! That seems like a fine place to take an extra day.”

Obi glares as the monkey hops around behind her, too elated for him to trust. “I don’t think--”

“And it’s better to travel in groups,” the monkey offers, pressing his advantage. “Six people is certainly safer than two.”

Obi frowns. “That depends on who the other four are.”

“It’s decided then,” Ojou-san says brightly, hands clapping together. “We’ll push on to Odawara. And when we reach Hakone, we can rest as long as you like.”

Obi takes in a deep breath, boiling as the monkey grins at him, triumphant. “If that’s what you want, Ojou-san.”

“You heard jou-chan,” the monkey mutters as he prances past, victorious. “It is.”

#obiyukiweek21 #day 1 #obiyuki #akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #Get Up Eight #Edo AU #samurai au #my fic #ans #once again a chapter grew longer than its outline #or rather part of the outline grew longer #they were supposed to get all the way to odawara #but that shall be left for NEXT TIME #i did not expect the mihaya arc to be 4-5 chapters #BUT HERE WE ARE #already 2 chapters in #and more fun is yet to come >:3c

[skgway]

1832 Nov., Wed. 7

6 55/..

11

Fine frosty morning Fahrenheit 48º at 7 a.m. – Settling what remained for me to pay Miss W– [Walker], expenses of our journey to and expenses at York – It seems the balance against me is only 5/8 pounds/shillings – Breakfast at 8 20/60 with my father – Told him a good deal of what had passed with Holt last night – 

Off to Lidgate at 8 55/.. – There in 1/2 hour – Miss W– [Walker] detained by Hinscliffe and 1 thing or other for about 1/2 hour – Then sat talking till Mrs. William Priestley called for 1/4 hour – Then about 1 came my father and Marian and on their saying Wilson and his man were in the library passage. I set off home to see what they were about and got home at 1 1/2 –

Miss W[alker] nervous in tears perpetually. I told her my plan of introducing her in York where she might be very comfortable and mentioned Miss Crompton to whom I would more particularly recommend her. She seemed much affected at this. We then got on the subject of my going abroad and not corresponding. Reasoned her into believing me right. 

Then spoke of Mr. Ainsley. She was very nervo[u]s. At last from little to more it came out that if she married him, it would be from duty. I pressed for explanation, and discovered that she felt bound to him by some indiscretion. He had taught her to kiss, but they had never gone so far as she and I had done. He had express pathetic sorrow, but was annoyed at the business with Mr. Fraser, and she did not know whether she should have been happy with Mr. F[raser]. 

On Mr. A[insworth]’s account, my indignation rose against the parson. I reasoned her out of all feeling of duty or obligation towards a man who had taken such base advantage. She said there was now no other obstacle between us, and she should be happier with me. Cliff hill would now separate us. 

I asked if she was sure of this. Yes quite. Well then. I consider half an hour and decide. In half the time, she asked if I would take her and gave me her word, and yes, and hoped I should find her faithful and constant to me. Thus, in a moment I thought not of was I accepted and the matter settled.

I kissed her, and this had hardly passed before Mrs. P[riestley] came. Miss W[alker] just went upstairs and gave me the purse and yes in it before she went down to my fathe[r] and sister who could little dream what had happened. I promised to breakfast with Miss W– [Walker] tomorrow but on my return home determined to sleep at Lidgate tonight –

Met Mr. Parker in returning going about Hinscliffe’s coal lease – Some time with Wilson in the library passage – In about an hour wrote 3 pp pages and ends to M– [Mariana] (having sent off note to Mr. Jeremiah Rawson by Cordingley) to say I was right as to the prices of the coal leases, 

“but it is not my intention at present to be entirely guided by these. For as I told you on Friday, you will find me rather worse to bargain with than you would have done the 1st time you called here on the subject in question – I am, Sir, etc. etc. A Lister” –

A week today since receiving her letter – Scarce knew why I had let remain by me so long unanswered, certainly not from any want of affectionate remembrance –

“I have thought of you much, and often wished you were at my elbow – Had it been possible for you to spend another day or 2 with me here before my having England, I should have been glad on many accounts –

Maise ala ne se pent pas? – If you are to leave Lawton is not Leamington next best? Thank you, Mary, for this so kind wish to see me there – I shall hope to contrive it, as I see no prospect of being able to get off from here before the middle of January – Even then I must be more or less dependent upon my aunt, and circumstances; Yet I hope and think to be off by that time – I have been here almost long enough” –

Then about Eugenie – My aunts and Marian’s suspicion Mrs. Herbert had not really wrote the letter – But I had got over that and said what I had written in substance – Have given Mrs. N– [Norcliffe] no answer, but fear I shall not have much time to spare for Bath – 

“My friend was much pleased with your brother” hope he will be of service to her – She has plenty of faith in him – Was going on admirably well till the afflicting news of the sudden death of her most particular friend – Hope she is beginning to get over it and will be recovering again under Steph’s care –      

 “You always tell me how much better you think Mr. L– [Lawton]. Really he ought to be congratulated on having taken a new lease of life – I am rejoiced at your having ridden a good deal, and only hope to see you looking and being well enough and keep pace with Mr. L– [Lawton]”

It was thro’ inadvertance did not tell her ‘my friend and I only proposed staying 2 or 3 days in York’ and then returning straight home – Observations on M– [Mariana]’s observation of Burnett not quite to suit me now –  

“Surely she could keep house for me – But Mary, it is not my intention to trust this matter to any servant if I can help it – Surely heaven in its mercy had something in store for me better than this! Do not be long in writing – I would rather hear from you, if but a few lines – 

Tho’ I have felt bound to remember all you said to me at Lawton in May, yet for twenty years your health and happiness have been the dearest objects of my life, and I am always, Mary, very entirely and especially yours AL–”

Had just written so far at 5 20/.. – Sealed and left for John to take to the post tonight my letter to M– [Mariana] (Lawton hall Lawton Cheshire) and dinner at 5 1/2 – Aunt sitting by me –

Off to Lidgate in 25 minutes and there in 25 minutes at 6 20/.. – Miss W– [Walker] surprised but very glad to see me – She was getting low and nervous, and wavering as to whether she had done right, that I was rejoiced to have gone to her. 

She had been near sending off James with packet she had had from Mr. Ainsworth. Half a dozen pages to be returned of canting told detail of particulars of the last day of Mrs. A[insworth]’s life (how she had taken dripping and pills to one poor woman and gone to thank another for cooking them a dinner, ridiculous stuff). 

A proper letter that anyone might see, and one page of half sheet note marked private, reminding her of being his affectionate Annie. I remarked that this last expression was what he could only have used to a woman who had gone all lengths for him. He had said too, that she was the only one he could "rest upon" and that he should send her the “drawing room scrapbook.” 

I commented pretty severely on all this, and she seemed indignant. She had concluded her note written on Monday with my emendation, but dated today "gratefully and very truly yours." I made her write it over again merely to leave out the gratefully, and then dating Wednesday evening.

Say she had just received his packet, had read the detail of the last day of her friends life with deep interest and returned the detail according to his desire. Was much obliged by his offer of the scrapbook, but positively declined accepting it –  She seemed satisfied. 

We talked and got on very well. Had had tea in at eight. Went upstairs at 10 3/4 – Miss W– [Walker] poorly this evening – Complained much of the back of her neck – Had it rubbed with Mr. Day’s ointment. Fir[s]t time when she was to sleep with me. I did not smell the turpentine of it much – Fine day –

#anne lister #ann walker #anne lister code breaker #mr. fraser #mr. ainsworth

[backtobackbakubabe]

Baby its Cold Outside (PART 10)

Bakugo x Reader

Barefoot in the Kitchen

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PART 1 HERE, PART 2 HERE, PART 3 HERE PART 4 HERE PART 5 HERE , PART 6 HERE PART 7 HERE PART 8 HERE PART 9 HERE PART 10 HERE PART 11 HERE PART 12 HERE PART 13 HERE PART 14 HERE

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Moving was awful. You hated packing. You hated unpacking. You hated the weather. It was too damn hot. You hated everything. It didn't help that you were still feeling sick. You had gone to see a doctor after Bakugo practically forced you to, and they had run some test. You were expecting a call any minute now to discuss the results.

Bakugo had been so irritable the past few days. He hated moving just as much as you did. He wanted everything to be put away in its proper place as soon as possible and you were just slowing everything down. He had to go behind you and fix everything because he liked everything a certain way. He was trying not to yell at you because he knew you weren't feeling well, but then he would just get even more frustrated because he knew you were ill and he didn't know how to make it better. So he was grumpy and you were cranky and you both just needed a break.

After your apartment was compromised you both had decided it was time to move into a house. You were pro heros, you could afford it, so you moved into a nice gated community. It was a lot farther from work than you would have liked, but weirdly enough it was kind of close to UA. Maybe you’d go pay Aizawa a visit soon.  

You were in the middle of putting the dishes away (which you knew was pointless because Bakugo was just going to rearrange them anyways) when your phone rang. Giving you an excuse to take a break.

“Hello?”

“Hello is this Y/n Y/L/N?”

“Yes. Can I ask who is calling?”

“This is Dr. Jeong. You came into my clinic yesterday. I’m calling with your test results.”

You sighed in relief, “Oh thank god. What’s wrong with me doc and how do I fix it.”

He cleared his throat sounding a bit uncomfortable, “Well I wouldn’t necessarily say anything is wrong with you. And as for how you fix it... well I would say you should be fine in about eight months.”

You froze.

“Y/N you are pregnant. Congratulations.”

“I’m.. what? I’m Pregnant?”

“I take it by your tone you were not expecting this. But yes, you are pregnant about four to five weeks along I’d say. If you would like to set a follow up appointment I would be glad to refer you to an excellent colleague of mine who is an OBGYN.”

It took a while before you realized he was waiting for you to respond, “Oh.. uh yeah. That would be great. Would you mind emailing it to me. I’m in the middle of moving and I don’t have anything to write it down.”

“Of course. I’ll have someone send that over to you right away. In the meantime I would hold back on overusing your quirk. All that exertion isn’t good for the baby and is likely what is making you so sick. It’s your bodies way of trying to get you to slow down. Do you understand?”

You felt like a child be scolded for something you didn't even know you did, “Oh yeah of course! Had I known I wouldn't have been pushing myself so hard to begin with!”

“Well that’s all I have for you now. Have a great day and congratulations again.”

You sat there suspended in time for a while. You didn't know how to feel. On one hand you were really excited. You’ve always wanted kids, and you cant imagine doing it with anyone other than Bakugo. On the other hand. You’ve only been together for a little over six months and you don’t even know if he wants kids. You hadn't had that talk yet. Sure Zuko grew on him, but Zuko is not a human baby.

“Oi, what gives? You’ve been staring at that box of dishes for like five minutes.”

Your cheeks flushed, “Oh uh nothing! I was just trying to figure out where I should put the coffee mugs.”

He squinted his eyes at you like he didn't believe you, but he didn't push you, “Probably in the cabinet above the coffee pot... You know like most normal people.”

“Pfffft why didn't I think of that. Thanks Honey. What would I do without you!”

He kept looking at you like you had lost your mind, “Look I’m going to the store to pick up some stuff, is there anything you need while I'm there? And no, Ice cream is not an option... You’ve literally been eating it everyday and someone has to be the adult. You need real food.”

You bit your lip as you realized how dad like that statement was. “Okay Dad...” You giggled at your stupid little inside joke. Oh you'd be getting that ice cream. “I’m fine just hurry back,”

He kissed your cheek, “Try not to break anything while I’m gone okay.”

As soon you heard the door click closed you ran to the bedroom. You shuffled through boxes of clothes until you found a plain white t shirt. You knew Bakugo would get mad but you didn't care. He’d only be mad for a minute... you hope.

You took out a sharpie and wrote Big Brother on it.

“Come here Zuko! Come here buddy!” You slipped the shirt over him with little fuss. “Oh daddy’s in for a surprise when he gets home huh? Oh yeah we’re going to freak him out aren't we buddy?” You rubbed Zuko's head before going to your stomach. Oh this is so weird. Theres something growing inside of you. Like a little human is in there right now! A little Bakugo... oh shit, “Baby please don’t blow mommy up okay?”

You sat your pregnant ass down on the couch, deciding you are done with unpacking for the day. And no one can tell you shit because you’re pregnant and that’s just how it goes.

Bakugo retuned home and went straight to the kitchen to put away the groceries, “Y/N! Did you not do a single thing while I was gone? You literally asked me where to put the coffee mugs and then you just left them on the counter...”

You stood in the doorway to the kitchen, “Daddy’s home!”

He rolled his eyes, “I swear are you on something I don’t know about? You’re acting so weird. Since when do you call me daddy? We’re kinky but we’re not that kinky y/n.”

Just then Zuko ran in excited to see Bakugo, “And what the fuck is this?! That’s my shirt women. You cant go putting my clothes on the fucking dog! Have you fucking lost it?”

You went over and started putting the coffee mugs away while he leaned down to try and take the shirt off Zuko.

“Big brother? Fuck Y/N did you get another dog? We just finished training Zuko we dont have time...” You froze as you let him put the pieces together.

“Get the fuck out of here? Are you pregnant?”

You were too scared to see his reaction so you just nodded, continuing to put away coffee mugs. You leaned over to pick up a box of cutlery.

“PUT IT DOWN! Are you trying to kill me! You tell me you’re pregnant and then immediately attempt to pick up a heavy box. Put it the fuck down!”

You finally turned around to see Bakugo with tears threatening to spill out. He took your face in his hands, “You’re really pregnant?”

You nodded again, a tear slipping down your cheek. “Yes, I got the call today..” His lips crashed to yours.

You pulled back to look him in the eye, “So I take it you’re okay with that?”

He dropped to his knees and kissed your still flat belly, “Okay with it? I’m so fucking excited! Y/N we get to have a little mini you!”

You laughed, “Or a mini you. I’d be okay with a little Katsuki.”

He scoffed,  “I was a little asshole.”

You quirked an eyebrow, “Was?”

He slapped your ass, “Just because you’re pregnant doesn't mean you can get sassy with me now.”

You ran your fingers through his hair, “Oh that’s exactly what it means. Now let’s go get that Ice cream you told me I wasn't aloud to have.”

He stood back up and kissed your forehead, “I dont know. Now that I know you're pregnant I feel like I should be cooking even healthier food. Only the best for my baby.”

“Katsu-”

“I’m kidding! Besides... I already got you ice cream.”

You kissed his nose, “You’re the best!”

He picked you up and placed you on the counter, “Is it weird that knowing you’re pregnant makes me want to take you right here?”

You bit your lip, “Is it weird that I want you too?”

Your sweatpants were practically torn off and within seconds he was pushing inside you. “Of fuck babe!” You didn't know if it was the pregnancy hormones or what but you could have came right then and there. You were so sensitive.

He was so gentle which was so unlike him. He pressed his forehead against yours, one hand on your hip the other one cradling your neck. He left soft kisses all over your face and chest. It was so sweet. He took one of your breasts in his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze which had you moaning, “I can’t wait for these to get even bigger.”

You huffed, “They're not the only thing that’s going to get bigger... I’m going to blow up like a balloon.”

He took you chin in his hand and gave you a fierce kid. “That just gives me more of you to love. You’ll always be the sexiest woman in the room to me.”

So that’s how you christened the kitchen. And then the living room. And then you tried to clean up and take a shower, and damn if you didn't fuck there too.

Now you were both laying in bed, completely naked, spooning and watching something on netflix. Katsuki’s hand rubbed lazy circles on your stomach, “You think I’m going to be a good dad?”

You took took his hand in yours and intertwined your fingers, “I think you’re going to be a great dad.”

When he didn't respond you elaborated, “I think you’re going to love our kid with a passion thats unmatched by anyone. Just like the way you love me. I think you’ll teach them to be smart enough to know the difference between right and wrong, and I think you’ll teach them to be strong enough to choose right every time no matter hard that might be. You’ll teach them to be brave and hardworking just like you.”

He nuzzled his head into your shoulder, “I don’t deserve you. You’re so sweet, and loving and.. and just genuinely kind. I know that’s what you’ll teach our kids. You’ll teach them empathy, compassion, and selflessness. I may teach them how to fight but you’re definitely going to be the one to teach them when to walk away. You’ll teach them to see the best in others and how to express their feelings in a positive way.”

“Sounds like a pretty damn good kid if you ask me.”

You didn’t have to see him to know he was smiling, “Well they’re our kid, of course they’re going to be awesome. Can you imagine if they go one our quirks? Or shit maybe some weird combination of the two? Unstoppable. Future number one hero material!”

You rubbed your stomach, “I’m just glad kids don't develop quirks until after they're born and a little older. Can you imagine a vanishing baby?! Or having to worry about the little nugget setting off explosions while they’re still in the womb?!”

He chuckled, “I remember my mom duck taping fire retardant gloves on my hands when I was little to keep me from setting things on fire. Little did she know she was just making it worse because my hands sweat so much worse in the gloves and made me explosion so much bigger.”

“Yeah you joke all the time about putting a bell on me but my dad actually would do that! Of course when I was little I could only go a couple feet but still, he was losing me constantly!” Bakugo was full on laughing now, “Well at least we’re not our parents right? We’ll be able to help them out a little no matter what their quirk is.”

His laughter stopped and you could tell there was something bothering him. “What if they’re quirkless?” You could hear the sadness in his voice. No doubt remembering all the years he bullied Izuku for being quirkless.

“So what? We’ll love them anyways. And when they get older we’ll tell them the story about uncle Izuku and how he wanted to be a hero so bad he practically made it happen.”

“What if they hate me? The way I hated my mom...?”

You turned around to see the worry etched into his face, “None of that now. They will love you! It’s hard not to.” You gave him a soft smile.

“Oh shit what if it’s a girl?!”

You giggled, “What do you mean? Just an hour ago you were hoping it was a little mini me.”

He ran a hand over his face, “Yeah well that was when I was imaging a little baby, maybe even a toddler. I’d love to have a daddy’s girl. But shit what about when she gets older? You’re beautiful! If she looks anything like you I’ll have to beat the boys off with a stick!”

“Or girls. You don’t know what she’s into...”

“FUCK! I’ll have to worry about everyone! I’ll never be able to sleep at night!”

You laughed, “Ah you’ll be fine. Maybe you’ll luck out and we’ll have a boy first. A little mamma’s boy”

He smirked, “I like how you say first. Insinuating that there will be more kids after this one. We’ll have our own little hero family...”

You gave his lips a quick peck, “Sounds like a great idea to me. After all we are pretty good at the whole baby making process by now”

He gave you a devilish grin, “Oh yeah, all this talk about baby making... makes me want to you know practice.”

#bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugo #bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugō #bakugo imagine #bhna #bhna bakugou #bhna imagine #bhna x reader #mha bakugou #mha #mha imagines #mha x reader #my hero academia

[ohjaimelannister]

Do you think Hoppers actually dead though?

O K A Y.

I’ve been looking for an excuse to pull all of this together so here we go! NO Anon, I do not think that Chief James Hopper has gone and died on us. There’s no REAL evidence (there are easter eggs though) however and the Duffer Brothers could still pull the rug out from under us but hey.

No I do not believe that Hopper is dead. Although some things can be interpreted as pretty final and if the Duffers really kill him off I will never watch this show again, because it’s horrifically SHITTY writing and im already super tired of that this year lmao.

One - There is no body? We were never showed a body or what’s left of one? We have seen bodies for Benny, Barb, Bob and Billy (and even people who were in it for like 5 minutes). THEY EVEN PRODUCED A FAKE WILL WHEN THEY WANTED US TO THINK HE WAS DEAD. THEY AREN’T AGAINST SHOWING US BODIES!!! Which brings me to my next point!

Two - They also aren’t against to showing us death. Lots of gory detailing death, WHOEVER it is. Billy died horrifically but you saw it even though hes a kid. Bob got ripped to shreds.  And even those dudes at the beginning of S3 died horribly? They still showed it. Hopper’s death??? It cuts away. You see NOTHING. AT. ALL. There aren’t even any remnants OF a body where he was standing, and Joyce goes down there and LOOKS. Surely shed find something? Gooey grossness like the bodies at the beginning? Nope. You could argue that they’d be against showing us the death of a beloved hero and a main character but. Again. Bob was beloved and arguably one of the sweetest characters in the show and he was ripped to bits in front of us and Joyce. Billy was a kid for all intents and purposes, still he died a horrible death. Not one bit of that was cut away.

Three - If you look in the shots hes not on the platform when the thing explodes????? like at all? Either that’s badly shot or its done deliberately because he’s just not there anymore? There’s the portal to the Upside Down and you can see a ladder in the shot too, so maybe he either went into the Upside Down or down the ladder and got caught by the russians?? We just don’t know.

Four - We see the devastated Eleven and the aftermath of what happened at Star Court. Then it jumps to three months later? Okay, odd that were not shown anymore of the grieving or the funeral. Then of course Eleven read the SPEECH. Think about the end of it specifically and about LEAVING THE DOOR OPEN 3 INCHES!! You can see from one of the final shots of Star Court that the gates not CLOSED. It was healing but it never fully closes. So Hopper could be in the Upside Down, or travelled through it to Russia on the other end?? Who knows. Point is, they included this line at the end for a reason. Whether the reason is that hes actually dead and they’re just being profound or that its a hint about his fate, its meaningful.

Five - During the ending the song HEROES by Peter Gabriel plays, this is the same song that was placed over them finding Wills fake body, and after all the goodbyes and the ‘speech’ where it ends with “keep the door open three inches” well. Come on.

Six - Then it cuts to Russia and you hear the “not the american” line, and Hopper was called “the American” throughout the series by that Russian baddie. Should I start waving Red Flags here or???? Then again, a lot of people are saying this could be Brenner. Okay I 100% get your logic Im with ya, and for a few days I’ve also thought it could be Brenner. But here’s the thing. Elevens powers. Brenner makes her use them to spy on a russian man in Season 1. Hinting that there’s more going on here than just super powers, kids and other dimensions. Don’t forget that in the 80s the world was in the grip of the Cold War, and things would have started reaching a boiling point for this long before 1985 when it ‘officially’ began. We were never given any answers about why Brenner was spying on this man, or even Russia. Or even if he WAS spying for the US. Nothing, it’s a throwaway scene. Or IS IT? Russians show up in Season Three somehow knowing about the Upside Down, having failed at their own attempts to open a gate in Russia. They somehow know that its Hawkins they need to be in to successfully open their gate and potentially get monsters to use, oh I don’t know, in a WAR???? How would they have known any of this information to begin with?? Oh I wonder. We were told all about Brenner being alive and out there in season two (and we were never told WHERE and this is not referenced again), but as far as I can remember Eleven has never shared this with anyone else, even though it’s completely RELEVANT information. And as far as I can remember (its been a hell of an emotional few days) I dont think were given any explanation about how the Russians knew about the Upside Down, Hawkins or anything. So maybe the reason they knew is BECAUSE BRENNER is the one giving them their directives? Because hes worked for THEM this whole time???

Seven -  Interestingly also Eleven lost her powers? JEEZ ISN’T THAT CONVENIENT!!! Because the first thing shed use them for is to look for Hopper even if she was told he was dead. Shed look, 100% for the man who saved her, gave her a home, loved her, worried for her, cared for her like she was his goddamn OWN. Conveniently though now SHE CANT??? Interesting.

Eight -  And now. There’s the voicemail message. In one of the episodes (my brains so fried I cant remember which one sorry) Murrays gives out his landline number, and when you call it you can hear him give a message to Joyce. You can listen to it here.  You can tell this is after season three, because why would he talk to Joyce Byers? Surely if he was trying to reach someone for information it would be Hopper?  “I have an update, its best if we speak in person" an update??? About what??? Why is he coercing with joyce???  Notice how he says “it’s not good or bad but its SOMETHING” and then says “we’ll talk about it in person” (or something like that) why would he be calling joyce with an ‘update’?????????? AND ON WHAT EXACTLY?? INTERESTING!!

Nine - Theres this interview with the cast specifically ABOUT Hopper, the death and the post credits scene. And I love David Harbour but, you cannot lie for shit my angel.

Ten - Millie has said in an interview “ Her dads gone, or so she thinks” COME ON.

Eleven - Again WE KNOW DAVID HARBOUR IS LIKE THE MARK RUFFALO OF STRANGER THINGS. And hes bad at keeping shit to himself. Hes already told us at the end of last YEAR, literally a month after they finished filming season three that the Duffers have told him the ending to the series as a whole. Why would any creator do this for a man they have effectively just fired, because his character died? Why would they tell him? They wouldn’t.

Tweleve - Again. David Harbour, bless his heart, I think its trying to give us HINTS and bread crumbs to follow. Last week he changed his instagram photo from Hopper in S1 to the number 6. Odd. Today he changed it to the number one :

Twelve continued - Basically if he changed it to an 8 next, we know hes trying to hint at Murrays voicemail message and this is a clue for Hopper. Because why else would he bother?

Thirteen - Theres also this screenshot from Cara Buonos instagram where she literally SAYS about him being in Kamchatka, and uses the Russian word for PRISON. (Of course this could just be a joke between the actors

Fourteen - Theres also the fact, which is not evidence mind you, that its incredibly shitty writing to have both the men that Joyce Byers loved/loves to die in front of her? And actually having her put the action in motion that kills the man she loves? No. I wont accept that. And weve been shown her non willingness to believe in peoples death, everyone and their mothers told her Will was dead and she was being crazy. Did she listen? No. And she got her boy back. Will she think once she has a clear head that Hoppers dead? Maybe. Which is why she asks Murray to investigate. Hence the Voicemail Message.

Fifteen - Its also incredibly shitty and hard to swallow, for Elevens sake too. I mentioned already how much she loves Hopper and finally got a true parent in him. Do you honestly think they’d put her through all of that just to lose him NOW? Like i said, its convienent how shes lost her powers at this very crucial moment.

Sixteen - DAVID. HARBOURS. BEARD. RIGHT. NOW.

And SEVENTEEN -Just in case y’all are having trouble with any of that it looks like David Harbour has let sorta slip (my god I fucking ADORE THIS MAN LET ME TELL YOU). I dont know how reliable this is mind you because its not coming from a BIG source, but HERE he hints at knowing who the American is, after telling everyone else (see the interview above ^^) that he doesnt know and he cant say anything. 

‘During an interview with David Harbour, I attempted to delicately get around the fate of Jim Hopper. Harbour, however, came right out and gave it to me straight. “This is the question I’m going to have to dance around–” I began, only for Harbour to interrupt me and ask, “The ending?” “Right,” I said. “Is there a way you can talk about the future of Hopper without…” I trailed off here, only for Harbour to ask: “Well, did you see the post-credits scene?”I had, of course. And so I straight-up asked: is that Hopper behind the door? According to Harbour, that’s the most likely scenario. Throughout the season, the main Russian baddie refers to Hopper as “the American”, and having another Russian refer to the mysterious prisoner in the same way was the big giveaway.Of course, knowing that Hopper is alive, and knowing how he survived and ended up in Russia, are two different things. We’ll have to wait for season 4 to get that answer. And we’ll have to wait to see how things unfold from there. Will a big chunk of season 4 involve Hopper escaping that Russian base, and trying to get back to America? Time will tell. One thing is clear: Hopper still has a long journey ahead of him; not just physically, but emotionally.’

SO, basically Jim Hopper has not left us, Joyce or Eleven.  And if the Duffer Brothers have done all this to screw with us, well. Im not gonna be responsible for what I do.

I FEEL JIM HOPPER IN THIS RUSSIAN PRISON TONIGHT!!!

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK!!!!!!!!

#Stranger Things #Jim Hopper #David Harbour #Jopper #strangerthingsspoilers

[yuhyoongi]

Anniversary

1 - Morning

-hoseok pov-

i wake up to my phone ringing. i already knew who it was before i checked the caller ID. it's most likely my best friend. i pressed the answer button. "GOOD MORNING" a loud voice yells into the phone. "ow! Anjila i just woke up. hush" i say. i hear a squeak of a voice "i'm sorry" she apologizes. i sigh and shake my head. "it's alright. what do you need so early? it's 7:54 am Anji" i ask her. i hear her giggle "i was wondering if you wanted to.. uh.. go to the carnival with me today?" she invites me out with her. "i would love to, but i'm going with yoongi. it's our three year anniversary! remember? i'm going to propose to him today!!" i tell her quietly so yoongi doesn't hear me in the other room. "oh. okay. that's all i was wondering. have fun. bye" she quickly hangs up before i could apologize. i quickly send her a text:

“hey Anji, im sorry for not being able to go with you. i'll make it up to you somehow! i'll be pretty busy so i won't be easy to reach! have a good day todayyy”

i fall back asleep.

some time later, i feel a hand shaking me. "hey wake up! im about to start making breakfast!" i open my eyes. yoongi is smiling down at me. he plants a kiss on my forehead and walks out of the room. i rub my eyes, then proceed to get out of bed. i check the time: it's 8:59 am. i go in the bathroom to shower and wash my face. today is the big day. i'm going to propose to yoongi. i know he'll say yes, but what if he doesn't? that would be embarrassing. i love him, i cant lose him. we'll be able to have a future together, finally.. my mind wonders for a few more minutes until i hear a knock on the bathroom door. "hoseok-ah hurry up! breakfast is getting cold!!" yoongi yells through the door. i quickly begin to rinse the conditioner out of my hair. "okay, i'm coming!" i say and then turn the shower off. i grab my towel and dry myself before putting on my outfit for today. yoongi and i decided to match our outfits:

(hoseok in purple, yoongi in black)

i brush my hair and teeth. i walk out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, where i find yoongi patiently waiting for me. "there you are!" he exclaims and rolls his eyes. i laugh and the notice he hasn't eaten. "why haven't you eaten anything?" i ask him. he looks at the two full plates of food. "i was waiting for you," he smiles at me. i shake my head and smile back. i walk over and sit next to him. he made pancakes, bacon, a sunny side up egg, hash browns, and orange juice. "thank you" i kiss him and begin to eat my food. it was very very good (obviously). he finishes a couple seconds before i do. i stop him from doing the dishes. "i'm doing them since you made breakfast," i tell him. he shakes his head, but i refuse to let him. he finally gives up and sits down. i quickly wash them, dry them, and put them away. i check the time. it's 10:13 am. "so what shall we do first?" i turn around and face yoongi. his eyes widen a little bit. "i haven't really thought about what we would do before the carnival honestly. it's still early. we can go shopping maybe? or see a movie? or we could sleep?" yoongi throws out ideas. i nod. "we can do all of those. we have time! firstly, we'll go shopping. then we can go see a movie. then we come back home, take a nap, wake up, fix ourselves up, and go to the carnival!" i smile at yoongi. he laughs and stands up. i watch him as he walks to grab his shoes. i follow and put mine on as well. i grab my phone and slip it into my pocket as we walk out of the door. "should i drive or should we uber?" i ask. yoongi tosses me the keys to the car. i laugh and shake my head.

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2 - Out and About

-hoseok pov-

of course, i take him to his favorite stores. today i am determined to make yoongi the happiest he's been in years. i want today to be his day. to be our day. we get all sorts of new clothes. i take yoongi thrifting with me so i can find some new, cool prints. i secretly buy him a gift while we're at a store. i buy him a skateboard. i figured he'd like it. the design just spoke of him. i nearly pass out because i almost drop the ring box out of my pocket. i buy a new pair of shoes. they're sandals. i also get a new pair of sunglasses, as does yoongi. we put everything in the trunk of the car. then we drive to go see the movie. we haven't quite decided what we want to see yet until we get to the theater.

when we arrive, i park as close to the front as possible. we walk inside and look at the options. we decide on Avengers: Endgame. we walk into the theater, prepared to be devastated. the movie begins. i'm already crying at the very first scene. luckily, i brought tissues so i pat the tears away. i look at yoongi and he's holding the tears in for later. i decide to do the same. i cuddle up to him and continue to watch

*time skip through the movie*

the credits start rolling. i'm crying into yoongi's shoulder. he's crying too. we stand up and wipe the tears from our faces. as we begin to walk out of the building, we put on our sunglasses to hide our red eyes from the world. we return home and bring all of our bags from shopping inside and leave them in the living room. we walk into the room and plop onto the bed, exhausted from the crying. "i cant believe they did that" i being to tear up again. yoongi pulls me closer to him and comforts me. "it's okay. it's just a movie" he says to me and runs his fingers gently through my hair. i calm down and slowly drift off into sleep.

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3 - Always and Forever

-hoseok pov-

i wake up to my phone aggressively vibrating and making a loud noise. it's my alarm. i go over to shut it off, but yoongi beat me to it. "we should get up and get ready to go" i say to him and sit up. he shakes his head and goes under the covers. i shake him. "come on!!" i exclaim. he groans, yawns, and turns the other way. i pull the covers off of him and pull him out of bed. "let's goooo!" i yell and push him into the bathroom, where i proceed to splash water onto his face. his eyes open immediately. i laugh at him, then start washing my face. he rolls his eyes and grabs his face wash. after washing our faces, we fix our hair, and grab a lint roller and fix up our outfits. i look at him in awe. i have never seen someone so beautiful in my life. he always amazes me everyday. not with just his looks. with his everything. his fun personality sways me. i fall for him harder every breath i take. i truly want to spend the rest of my life with him.. i smile. he looks at me. "are you staring at me?" he asks. my face gets hot. "uh- no" i say and look away. he laughs and shakes his head. "i'm gonna go grab.. something," he says and walks into the bedroom. THAT WAS SO EMBARRASSING i scream in my mind. i look in the bedroom. yoongi is adjusting the waist of his pants. he pulls his shirt a bit much over one area. i shrug it off and go grab my new shoes.

as i'm tying my shoes, i feel eyes on me. i look to my left and yoongi is sitting on the couch looking at me. but once he notices me looking at him, he looks away. how is it that we've been together for three years, yet we still get embarrassed when caught admiring the other person? i ask myself, not coming up with an answer. "i'm ready to go" i tell him. he nods his head and shakes the keys. "i'll drive us there" he says. i open the door for him, and we left.

when we get in the car, we turn on the directions to the carnival. it's near the more sketchy places in the area. yoongi is on edge about it, but i'm excited. i checked the time. it's 6:30 pm. i wait until we get a red light, then i scream loud. yoongi nearly jumps out of his skin. i laughed and he playfully punched my arm. "don't do that!" he yelled. i laughed more. he began to chuckle. i smiled and looked out the window. we're close to the carnival. i suddenly get extremely anxious thinking about proposing to him tonight. fireworks go off at midnight every year during the carnival. that's when i planned proposing.

we pulled into the parking lot. i look at all the lights for the rides and games. it was beautiful. i was super excited for it all. tonight was going to be the best night of my life. i was determined to make tonight amazing for yoongi. i was the first one to get out of the car. i jump up and down as yoongi gets out and close the door. he locks the car doors and we walk in. i look around at all the tall rides and the tons of games. i look over to see yoongi's face. it's lit up with amazement and excitement. i pull him over to the first ride. it's the ferris wheel. we get on and look at the view. he thought the view was pretty, but i thought he was prettier.

we get off, and get on more intense rides like roller coasters. then we decide to get food and play arcade games. yoongi rushes over to the basketball game. he wins the biggest prize. a life size gorilla plushie. while he does that, i decide to try the shooting game next his game. i end up winning a small prize. we both go over to the balloon popping game. i end up popping the most and get a medium prize. i exchange the small and medium for a large prize. i get a large sloth plush.

after hours and hours of playing games and going on rides, it's 11:57. yoongi and i go for a walk a little away from the carnival where we can be alone. we countdown to the fireworks. well, he counts down to the fireworks. i countdown to when i propose to him. it's 11:59.

ten seconds.

nine seconds.

eight seconds

seven seconds

six seconds.

i get on one knee

four seconds.

three seconds.

"min yoongi..."

one second

"would you make me the happiest man in the whole entire galaxy by marrying me?"

fireworks

yoongi gasps. he begins to cry. "yes!" he yells. i stand up and hug him. "i love you so much hoseok. i'm so happy" he sobs into my chest. i hug him tighter. "i love you too" i whisper. i put the ring on his finger. i laugh and choke on my tears a bit. he looks at the ring. "it's perfect" he says and smiles at me. i smile back. his gaze suddenly darts to something behind me and his smile drops. he pulls me behind him. i look to see what he was looking at. there's someone pointing a gun at us. "stay there!" i hear the person yell. i go next to yoongi. "it's okay" i whisper to him. he nods his head. the person steps into the street lamp light. "Anjila? what are you doing?!" i yell. she starts sobbing. she looks me in my eyes. "why not me? i've been here for you your whole life! you haven't noticed me! i've been your best friend for all this time, i've wanted something more! hoseok i'm in love with you for god's sake! why can't you love me back!!" she screams at me. yoongi looks at the ground. "Anjila. i'm sorry. i just can't return those feelings. i'm sorry if i hurt you in any way" i apologized to her and my eyes started to tear. "you take my happiness, i take yours," she begins to move her finger on the trigger. she aims it at me, then at yoongi. "you don't deserve hoseok" she says, then pulls the trigger. it hits yoongi in the stomach. "NO ANJILA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? YOONGI NO. STAY WITH ME. PLEASE!" he falls to the ground. i rush to his side. i see metal poking out from his waistband. he brought his gun with him? i wonder and look. yeah, that's a gun. i think in my head. i grab it and put it in my sleeve. "Anjila, how could you?" i scream and sob onto yoongi's chest. "yoongi you're strong. you got this. everything will be okay. we will be okay" i say to him and force a laugh through my sobs. i stand up and turn to Anjila. "h-hoseok i-i'm sorry. but you have me now! we can finally be together! see!" she starts to walk towards me. i pull the gun on her and shoot. i hit her in her chest. she collapses. i run to her, crying. "i'm so sorry Anjila.." i mumble and walk to yoongi. "H-HOSEOK, N-NO" he yells while choking on blood. i hear a loud BANG and then there's a stinging sensation in my back. i fall to the ground. she shot me. i realize. i drag myself over to yoongi. i make it to him. the stinging sensation turned to burning. "y-yoongi i'm so sorry" i cry and look at him. he shakes his head and touched my face. "everything is okay" he says very calmly. he kisses me. "i love you so much yoongi" i say to him. he stares at my face. "i will love you forever. i'll see you in our next life. don't forget me, i love you Jung Hoseok. until we meet again.." yoongi says with a smile and rests his head on the ground. his chest stops moving. "n-no!" i yell, choking on my own blood. "I will love you for the rest of eternity Min Yoongi. always and forever. until next time..." i say and lay next to him, feeling my body go numb until everything goes dark.

so that’s the end of the story. i’m open to all feedback. it’s my first time really posting a story i’ve written. let me know if you enjoyed the story. if you didn’t, tell me why. xx

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[the209social]

My Mortality

12.12.19

At one point or another we have all had to come to terms with our own mortality. For some people it can be a terrifying thing to think about. Some people resort to believing in a god or some sort of divinity. For others it may be the belief in spirituality and the universe. No mater what we believe in, at the end of the day we have all thought about our last moments on this planet. This usually happens late at night when we are are in bed deep in thought, when we are placed in a situation that threatens our existence, such as sickness or an accident, or when someone we are close with passes. For me it came in the form of an illness.

About almost three years ago i was admitted to the hospital after i experienced some pain in my bladder. The pain was so great that i was unable to get out of bed or even stand. Going to the restroom was almost impossible because not only did it burn to go number one but if i tried to go number two i would get sharp pains in my bladder area. These pains were something that i had never experienced before. Long story short i came into the ER and i was hospitalized for five days. I was not allowed to have any liquids or any solid food the whole time i was in the hospital. You can only imagine how much i was starving. I was allowed to go home on my fifth day. I was scared that the pains would come back. The result of my pain was diverticulitis.

Diverticulitis is when your colon forms small pouches, usually because one is constantly constipated and there is a backup of excrement in the intestine causing it to swell and with time these pouches form. I don’t ever have constipation so the doctors don’t really know how i developed it. When one passes a bowel movement pieces of food get stuck in the pouches and the pouches become infected, causing swelling and pain. It’s treated with antibiotics, a strict diet, and exercise. Yet even though you do all the necessary things to stay healthy, there is still a chance of getting flare-ups. Some flare-ups are less painful than others and can be treated at home. Some require to visit a hospital. 

After i was hospitalized the first time i followed a strict diet, cut alcohol consumption, and constantly exercised. I started to lose weight and feel better about myself. I was very much afraid of having to be hospitalized again or going through the pain, but soon i found myself falling into the same old habits mainly because i felt fine. For almost three years slowly i stopped exercising, eating healthy, and i started consuming alcohol at a level i probably had never before. My life was just a constant party. I did notice that i started gaining weight but i ignored it. I would start to get pain but i would go on a liquid diet and it would go away. Also about three years ago i was in a whole different state of mind. I was under so much stress and i was constantly sad. Stress is also a major factor in diverticulitis and i was under so much of it. 

On Tuesday afternoon i noticed that i was having discomfort, that night the discomfort got a bit stronger. I have a really strong tolerance to pain so i decided to wait until the morning and take a decision of going to the hospital or not. In the morning i woke up showered and drove myself to the hospital. I didn’t tell anyone because in my mind i was trying to keep positive and i had hope that i would be released and given antibiotics. At the same time i had a really suspicious feeling that i was probably going to be admitted so i packed all my school books and my laptop and left it on my bed. I was in the hospital by 8:30pm and after some test i was admitted and in a room by 2:30pm. 

I was sent to the second floor that is usually for people who have cardiovascular difficulties. I was told that i was the youngest person on the floor. The room is for three people, very big and spacious. In the bed next to me on my right is the former dean of psychology, Dr. Obrien from Golden Gate University in San Francisco, almost in front of me is the former Mayor of stockton Jimmie M. Rishwain, a very interesting character. Both these men that are well into their eighties have the most amazing outlook at life. They are constantly in a good mood and you can tell they have lived a full life. I feel honored to be in the same room with such great men. When we have conversations i cant help but think what an honor it must be for life to allow you to grow old to share your knowledge and experiences with others. What i didn’t know was that soon i would have to face my fear of mortality. 

I had to call my mom because no one knew where i was at. I was hoping that i was going to be released. So being an only child, of course, my mother was very worried and once she got home from work she came with my dad. I asked her to bring my backpack that i had left ready on top of my bed. We began to talk about my health and she was reprimanding me for being so negligent in taking care of myself. At that moment Dr. Fu came in to explain the seriousness of my condition. He told me that my CT Scans results were positive for diverticulitis and that he was worried that i had a fistula between my colon and my bladder. He explained that i would keep experiencing flare-ups as long as i did nothing about it. He then said that my condition was a bit more complex than others and that he recommended getting surgery.

Usually the surgery consist of making a small incisions in the abdomen and then cutting a large piece of intestine, usually the part that has the diverticula, joining the intestine back together and spending a week in the hospital for recovery. He then said, but since we are suspicious of a fistula being present we need to open you up completely just in case we need to close the fistulas  that might be on your bladder. He told me that the risks were greater and that after the surgery there was a possibility that i would need a colonoscopy bad for a couple months, but that was only if my intestine was in bad conditions. Call me vain, but my moral fell to the floor. I thought of having to live with a colonoscopy bag was just unbearable. Then the fear of going under and not waking up again set in.

My mortality all of a sudden set in. More than that all the things i still had not accomplished in this life. I have loved with all my heart, i’ve had my heart broken, i’ve partied, laughed, cried, and even hurt in every way humanly possible. Yet it is those things in life that really count that i had not yet lived that made me feel incomplete. It became even more apparent when my Habibi came to visit me. I couldn’t help but look into his dark brown eyes and feel like there was so much more i wanted from life. I have never really had an official boyfriend. If you’ve read my other post you know that my past relationships have gone from friends to friends with benefits and then continued in that manner. I always wondered if i was just not good enough to be loved, but soon my need to be loved became so great that i became content with the poor affection that was given to me. No guy had ever officially asked me out so i’ve been ok with the crumbs from their table, i guess. Before i go i want to find my other half and become old together, travel the world and see new places and simply enjoy each other. If that doesn’t happen, i want to have the privilege of being a father and raising a child (or several) and watching them grow into  amazing human beings. I want to teach them all the beautiful lessons and values my mother installed in me. How to love and respect others and how to be a better human beings in this cruel world.

I feel like all the things i had done in life did not add up to those things that i still want to experience. The fear of going into surgery and not waking up kept me up almost all night. I know i need to have this surgery but something within me scares me to do it. I tossed and turned all night, mainly because the nurses kept coming in to check my vitals. Early in the morning a lovely lady came in to see how i was doing. she was a representative of the hospital that made sure all needs were being met. She happened to ask me why i was in and i told her. I also disclosed that the doctor had offered the surgery, she smiled and told me that eight years ago she had also suffered from diverticulitis and had the same symptoms as i was having. She continued to tell me that after her third flare up she decided to have the surgery and she has not had a flare up ever since. She told me that the doctors had also told her she would need a colonoscopy bag but her colon was healthy enough not to need one and she was home a week after surgery. She also told me that they had to open her up like the doctor explained he would do if i have the surgery. That really eased my fear. Specially because it was coming from the mouth of someone who had gone through it. As the day has gone by i had thought about it more and more. I’m still fearful of having a surgery, but if i don’t i’ll never have a more normal life.

I have to put my faith in the universe that everything will be fine. No one has a long life guaranteed and no one knows when their time till come, i guess we just have to go through life a little bit less fearful. Surgeries are very risky and they all contain the risk of possible death, but i must believe that everything will be okay. 

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[spidey-babe-parker]

Fragile Line

chapter 5:

oh, holding my breath

Inspired: Beauty and the Beast 

Featuring: Bucky Barnes

warnings: angst, tears, sadness, oh and yeah smut happens... finally.

an: So it’s been forever and a day, and I’m sorry about that. There might be one more chapter of this if people like actually want epilogue chapter. Also Infinity War totally didn’t happen in this story for many reasons.

 I’m starting almost done with a Drunk Bucky Barnes college au mini series, that I’m trying to finish so that’s going up soon. Oh and the next next fairy tale inspire story is going to be the modern day little mermaid story with Steve Rogers and Bucky is going to pop up in that.

Series Masterlist: links are broken, the series masterlist is in my masterlist. The link is in the bio.

Lydia listened to what Steve has told her to do. She got down to Amsterdam and checked into a hotel with nothing but her duffle bag and purse. She watched as the feud between Iron Man and Captain America played out in front of the world.

After the constant coverage it got to the point, she couldn’t watch it anymore.

She couldn’t believe all of this seemed to be happening over Bucky. Who was being framed for something he didn’t even do.

She went into to town to find a bookstore so she could find a something to reader to keep herself distracted. She avoided seeing newspapers or watching TV. She didn’t want to read the horrible things that everyone was saying about Bucky Barnes. She saw over and over again he was being referred to as the assassin the Winter Soldier. She couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that some people considered him to be a killer. The man who rescued her who seemed more afraid of himself didn’t seem like the man who would kill people. She knew he had a dark past but she knew he didn’t have any control over who he was or what he did. He wasn’t the monster they were making him out to be.

It had been two weeks since she last saw Bucky, and she missed him. She missed constantly having him around even if they didn’t talk much. She just felt safe being around him and she like his presence. On the fifteenth day they had been apart she opened the door to her hotel and found a flip phone with a text on it. It simply read “meet me at the café rose at 8:30am”. She didn’t have a doubt in her mind that it was Steve finally coming to let her know she could leave. That night she nervously sat around. She was worried Steve was going to tell her something bad happened to Bucky. That night she didn’t get much sleep, she tossed and turned and a dream about being with Bucky again.

She got dressed and headed into town in the early morning. At eight thirty she walked up to Café Rose to find Steve Rogers sitting outside with a baseball had on and sunglasses. Slowly she walked over and sat down across from him. She could tell something was wrong, he just looked sad.

“Morning,” he softly said.

“Morning,” she replied not exactly what else she should say. She hadn’t ever talked to Steve outside of the time Steve found her in Bucky’s apartment.

“Before you ask, he’s safe and hidden away from everyone,” he looked over at the girl who seemed to be on the verge of tears right in front of him.

She let out a soft sigh and nodded her head knowing that him being hidden away was for the best.

“He’s not hurt at all?” she asked knowing there had been a big fight in an airport in Germany.

Steve sighed and her heart dropped at the thought of him being hurt. “He got pretty beat up and his metal arm gotten taken off.”

She gasped and reached up to cover her mouth. She suddenly wanted to cry at the thought that he lost his arm again. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah he’s fine I took him somewhere where he can get a new arm and he’ll be okay,” Steve sounded so calm and it was making her feel better about the situation.

“Where is he?” she asked.

Steve let out a heavy sigh and looked down at the table that had a coffee sitting in front of him, “Lydia I can’t tell you that unfortunately. I can’t let anyone know where he is. I can only keep him safe if nobody knows where he is.”

She knew he wouldn’t be able to tell her, but there was a part of her that wished he could, “is he still having nightmares?”

He shook his head, “no he won’t anymore. Where we took him, they’re going to fix him and take away what Hydra put in his mind away.”

Her eyes grew wide and started to brim with tears, “please tell me you’re not gonna wipe him.” She felt bile crawl up her throat at just the thought of someone wiping Bucky again, when he was just getting some of his memories back.

Steve’s own blue eye grew wide as he reached across the table and placed his hand on top of hers, “oh god no, I will never let that happen to him again.” He paused for a moment. “Were trying to get him back to being normal Bucky. I don’t want them to ever be able to trigger him again.”

She nodded her head trusting Steve. From what she had read in the last two weeks, Steve and Bucky were childhood best friends. She knew that he cared for Bucky as much as her.

“What happens from here?” she asked knowing that Bucky was never going to be in her life again. It was finally time for her to go home to the states for a while. She just needed to hear what Steve thought she should do.

“I’m going to go into hiding and you should probably leave Europe for a little while. If anyone ask about your time in Romania don’t let anyone know you knew who he was.”

“Okay will do.”

-&-

She had been home back in the states for about two months. She moved back into her parent’s house. When she first came home, they asked her loads of questions of about her time in Romania. She didn’t tell them much other than she worked in a café. She worked on restarting her life back in the states. She had just started working at a coffee shop in her town. Her life was simple and she knew that, but since coming home she felt like something was missing. She knew it probably had to do with the fact she never actually got to say goodbye to Bucky. The last time she saw him was the morning in the safe house after they shared a kiss. She had fallen in love with the man that saved her life, and now here she was having to live her life acting as if she had never met him.

She often heard people talking in the coffee shop about Steve Rogers and Tony Stark. Every time she heard Steve’s name, she would help but listen in at the thought that maybe they might mention Bucky. After everything had originally happened Bucky’s picture was plastered across magazines most of them referred to him as the Winter Soldier one of the deadliest assassins to live. It always made her sick to her stomach reading about him, because she knew the Winter Soldier wasn’t truly Bucky. That was who the people who wiped him turned him into. She hated that people didn’t know the Bucky she knew, and they never really would.

Three years later

Sitting in the kitchen at her parent’s house she was listening to her parents talking about her birthday that was tomorrow. She hadn’t even actually thought about her birthday her mind had seemed to be in other places recently.

“What are your birthday plans Lydia?” her mother asked grabbing her attention.

“What?” she looked up from her coffee that was sitting on kitchen table in front of her.

Her mother gave her an unamused look as she knit her eyebrows together, “Lydia have you even been listening to me or your father?”

“Sorry I zoned out,” she picked up the large cup of coffee and brought it up to her lips. Her eye looked at her mother who gently shook her head at her daughter.

“Did you want to have dinner tonight with us?” she asked her daughter.

Nodding her head, she gave her mother a half smile, “yeah I’m going out tonight with some friends and people from work tonight. So, tomorrow is perfect.”

-&-

Walking into the crowed bar with some friends and coworkers, she couldn’t help but wonder if she made a mistake by going out. She wasn’t ever a person who enjoyed going to crowed bars, and she wasn’t sure why she thought going to one with all her friends to celebrate her birthday would be a good idea.

Standing at the bar next to her friend Allie she was listening to her go on and on about her cousin who she thought would be a great match for Lydia. Allie had been a friend of hers since high school, and she was on a mission to find Lydia a man, even though she had told her often she wasn’t interested in dating. Allie like everyone else had no clue about Lydia’s time with Bucky. She just assumed that Lydia didn’t want to take because of her terrible break up before she left to move to Romania.

“Lydia you and Kyle would get along amazing, why do you at least go on one date with him?” Allie asked before taking a sip of her cranberry and vodka.

“Allie I’m not interested in dating,” she sighed looking down at her drink that was sitting on the bar.

“Come on Lydia one date wouldn’t kill you,” Allie wasn’t ready to give up on getting her friend to go out on a date.

“Allie maybe another time,” she picked up her drink and walked over to the table where the rest the group was sitting.

Allie followed behind her friend, and shouted to the group, “someone buy the birthday a shot we need to get her drunk.”

Lydia did nothing but roll her eyes as she sat down at the table. Moments later some of the group were waving down a waitress to order her a couple shots. She groaned as two shots of tequila were sitting in front of her. Taking both shots, she shook her head as the gold colored liquid slid down her throat.

Soon she was being dragged on to the dance for in the corner of the bar and was dancing with some friends. The gold liquid left her feeling slightly tipsy, few people offered to buy her drinks, but she turned them down not wanting to get drunk. As the clock struck midnight, she said her goodbyes to her friends telling them she couldn’t stay out super late because she had family stuff to do the next morning.

Walking outside she hailed a cab. Luckily the bar she was out wasn’t too far from her apartment. The warm feeling of the alcohol flushed through her system as she walked up to the elevator in the lobby of her apartment building. Clicking the button, the doors to the elevator opened and walked inside alone. Leaning against the wall of the elevator she couldn’t help but wonder if she should have maybe stayed at the bar for another hour, but for some reason she wasn’t really in the mood to celebrate her birthday. As the elevator doors opened as stepped out into the hallway. She saw a man in a hoodie standing in front of her door and she suddenly got nervous, she was tempted to go back to the bar instead of walking up to the man. Before she could even decide what to do a familiar face turned and looked at her.

Her heart jumped at the sight of Bucky standing at her door. Her eyes went wide as her eyes locked onto his icy blue ones. Without even thinking she took off running down the hall towards him. The second she got to him she wrapped her arms around him holding his body close to hers. “Bucky,” she muttered as tears started to slide down her face.

“Lydia,” his metal hand rubbed her back holding on to her.

As she held onto him tightly afraid if she let go of him, he would disappear again. Her body shook gently as she held on to him.

Pulling away from him slowly she looked up at him with watery eyes. She was still in a state of disbelief that Bucky was standing in the hallway in front of her apartment. She reached up placed her hand on his scruff covered cheek. A soft smile formed on his lips as his blue eyes stayed lock onto her eyes.

They hadn’t said a single word to each other, other then their names. She still seemed to be in a state of disbelief that she was with Bucky again, and he was shocked that she wasn’t mad at him for leaving her.

Leaning down he rested his forehead against her taking in her presence.

She wasn’t even sure what she should say to him right then. She had no clue where he had been for the last three years, and even though she thought about him often. She was constantly trying to remind herself that most likely she was never going to get to reunite with the man standing in front of her.

“I’m sorry I left you and never said goodbye,” he whispered breaking the silence that was between them.

She closed her eyes pushing back the tears that had formed between them. Reaching up he rested his hand on her cheek, and his thumb reached up an brushed the tears off her cheek.

“You didn’t have choice,” she said softly.

“Can we maybe go inside and talk?” he asked pulling away from her.

Nodding her head, she reached into her purse to pull out her keys. Bucky took another step away so she could the door. Walking side she set her purse on the floor and walked over to the couch in the living room. Bucky followed behind her and sat down on the couch next to her.

They stared at each other for a long moment neither of them exactly sure what they should say to each other. She reached over and rested her hand on thigh, and gave him a soft smile.

“I’m assuming you have a lot of questions,” he said softly knowing that three years had passed since they had seen each other and she had to have some questions.

“How did you find me?”

“Steve tracked you down for me,” he reached over and rested his hand on top of hers and gently squeezed her hand.

At the mention of Steve’s name, she couldn’t help but wonder if Steve had told Bucky that she thought she loved him all those years ago. She couldn’t lie that even with three years passing she was pretty sure she loved the man that was sitting next to her.

“Did he tell you that he met up with me after Germany?”

He nodded his head, “I asked him to make sure you were safe. I had him check on you occasionally.”

She nodded her head not exactly sure what else she should ask him, she was still completely blown away by the fact that she was seeing him again. “Are you still having nightmares?”

He shook his head, “no, they were finally able to take away what Hydra put in me.”

He gave her a gentle half smile that suddenly gave her butterflies.

“This might embarrass me, but did Steve possibly tell you how I felt about you?” her heart raced at the thought of Bucky rejecting her feeling she felt for him three years ago, especially since she still had those feelings.

Slowly he nodded his head, “he told me about them a little while ago. He also made sure to bring you up often. He knew you were one of the only real things in my life in the last seventy years.”

Tears started to slide down her cheek slowly, “when he found me that day, I honestly thought I was never going to see you again. We had shared that kiss that morning and I thought things were getting better for you…” she paused for a moment reliving that morning. “I should over never ask for you to go out and get fruit. We might have had more time together,” she couldn’t help but cry feeling suddenly guilty.

“Hey,” he reached up placing his hand on her cheek so she was looking up at him. “We were living on borrowed time. If I didn’t go out that morning, I was eventually going to go out again, they were going to find me at some point. I’m just glad that Steve found you and not someone else.”

She nodded her head and asked him the one thing she needed to know in that moment, “are we on borrowed time right now?”

He shook his head, “no I’m not going anywhere unless you ask me to.”

“Okay good because I’m not ready to lose you again.”

“Lydia, just so you know, I felt the same way you did back then.”

She couldn’t help but smile. Reaching up she placed her hand on his wrist that was resting on her cheek, “do you still have those feelings?”

She needed to know, even if he didn’t it wouldn’t change how she felt then or now.

He nodded his head, “you’re still the realest thing that has ever been in my life.”

“That makes me feel better knowing that I’m the only one with those feelings,” she said softly causing him to smile.

“Are you single?” he asked completely out of nowhere.

Her brows furrowed together as she gave him a confused look, “yes, why?”

“Because I would like to kiss you again, but I want to make sure you’re not taken.”

Her eyes lit up at the thought of them sharing another kiss. “I would love for you to kiss me.”

Without another word he leaned forward and connected his lips to hers for a gentle kiss. His lips moved against hers slowly as if he was testing the waters. Pulling away from her he couldn’t help but smile, he had waited a long time before he was able to see her again, and here he was being able to kiss her again.

“I have missed you so much,” she whispered.

“I missed you too, I know I have been gone for a while, but they fixed me.”

Even though they had taken out what Hydra put in him, Bucky was still left with what he had done under his control. He felt a substantial amount of guilt for the people he had hurt because of Hydra.

“Why does it sound like you don’t feel like you’re fully fix?” she asked knowing that by his tone he still sounded guilty.

“I will never be able to forget what I did because of them. Even being wiped I’m still left with the memories are coming back,” he sighed.

“Hey, we’ve been over this, you weren’t in control you aren’t a monster. You didn’t do those things,” she sighed shaking her head.

“I know, that’s what Steve reminds me of all the time.”

“Bucky what happens now?” she asked needing to know if eventually he was going to leave again.

“I don’t exactly have a plan, I asked Steve to track you down. I told him I needed to see you, I wasn’t sure if you had a boyfriend or something, but needed to see you again.”

She smiled, “I’m glad you tracked me down, because in the last three year I have thought about you often.”

He reached up and pushed a piece of hair behind her ear and asked, “where were you tonight?”

She let out a heavy sigh, “I went to the bar with some friends to celebrate my birthday.”

His eyes went wide at the mention of her birthday, “it’s your birthday?”

She smirked at how caught off guard he sounded, “well technically since it’s after midnight yes it’s my birthday.”

“I wish Steve would have told me that I would of brought you a gift,” he sighed feeling suddenly stupid that he didn’t know this information.

“I don’t really need a gift. See you again is enough,” she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his again for a soft kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him close to her, she didn’t think she would get over the fact that she was able to kiss him again. Pulling away from him she looked over at the clock to see that it was one in the morning. “Did you maybe want to stay the night? It’s late and I’m exhausted, but I’m not ready for you to leave again.”

He nodded his head, he couldn’t lie he thought about the nights he shared wrapped up in her arm held close against her curvy body.

“I would really like to stay the night.”

Standing up she reached over and laced her fingers with Bucky metal fingers and led him down the hallway towards her bedroom. She dropped his hand and walked towards her dresser to grab her pajamas.

“You can sleep how ever you want. If you want to sleep in your boxers,” she as she walked towards the bathroom so she could take off her makeup and get ready for bed.

She removed her make up and washed her face and changed into her pajamas. Walking back into her bedroom she found Bucky sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxers. Walking over to him she moved to stand in front of him, he looked up and smiled at her. He never in his wildest dreams thought he would see her again, let alone get to share a bed with her again. Reaching up he gently took her hand and pulled her closer to him. Standing up he moved to press her lips to his for another kiss.

“How are you even real?” he asked wondering how he found her.

“I’m pretty average at most,” she whispered as his hands moved to her round hips.

He shook his, “you are far from average Lydia. You are perfect.”

Before she could even say anything sat back down on the bed and pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Reaching up he held her face in both hands staring at her.

“I don’t know what happens tomorrow, for all I know you could kick me out and tell me to leave…” he paused for a moment to stare into her eyes. “But I would love to share one real night with you.”

“Bucky I would never kick you out and tell you to leave,” she leaned down and connected her lips to his for an intense kiss. Their lips moved together as if they need the other to breathe. Her fingers tangled in his long hair hold him close to her as his hand gripped her round hips grinding her against him. There tongued moved together as she rolled her hips gently against him. His lips moved from her mouth and started kissing down her jaw. As his beard tickled her skin, she couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of his lips against her skin. His metal hand pushed her shirt up exposing the metal of his touch to her bare skin. The cool metal sent a shiver down her spine in the best way possible. Tilting her head back she gave him more access to her exposed skin.

Pulling his lips away from her skin he reached down for the bottom of her shirt. Pulling it off he couldn’t help but groan at the sight of her bare chest in front of her. He licked his lips before his lips moved to kiss her collarbones, before working his way to her bare chest. His lips kissed her sensitive skin as she grinded her hips against his grown bugled.

“Bucky, I need more,” she moaned.

With his lips ghosting her skin he spoke, “I didn’t come to see you with the intention of this happening.”

“I know you didn’t, but I need all of you,” she sighed as his lips peppered kisses across her skin. “I have missed you so much, and I just need all of you.”

He pulled his lips away from her skin, and in one quick motion stood up holding Lydia’s curvy body as if she weighed nothing. Her eyes went wide as he held onto her. She attempted to have him put her down but before she could say something he said, “you weigh nothing to me, quit freaking out.”

He moved and laid her down on the bed. Reaching up to her curvy hips he hooked his fingers into the band of her pajama shorts and panties, and pulled them both down in one quick motion. Laying on the bed completely naked in front of him she sat back on her elbows and watched as Bucky removed his boxers leaving him naked and proud in front of her.

“Do you have a condom?” he asked sounding slightly nervous.

Nodding her head, she moved to reach into the top drawer of her nightstand and pulled out a foil packet. Holding the foil packet out Bucky took it and tore it open and slowly slid the rubbed down his length. She watched with lust filled eyes as he pumped his length a few times before crawled into the bed. Lying next to her he connected his lips to hers for a searing kiss as his flesh hand moved down to her sensitive mound, his finger slid up and down for slit a few times before his fingers did lazy circle on her bundle of nerves while their lips moved together. He was attempting to give her some foreplay before. Pulling his lips away he continued to move his finger against her bundle of nerves causing to moan her name.

“Lydia what to you want?” he asked lying next to her.

“All of you,” she moaned.

Pulling his fingers away from her, he moved so he was hovering over her. She reached down and helped line him up with her entrance. Slowly he slid in and she gasped at his size, it had a been a really long time since she had sex. She was going to need a moment to adjust to his size. Once he was fulling in, he stilled for a moment giving her time to adjust. Her head rolled back as she took a deep breath and then looked up at Bucky who was staring out with lust blown eyes.

“Are you okay?” he asked feeling suddenly worried at the was hurting her.

“Yeah I’m fine, I just need a moment,” she said giving him a soft smile. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers for a soft kiss. “Go head and move,” she said with his lips still brushing hers.

With a slowly roll he started to move his hips against hers. Her hands moved up to grip his back as he continued to move into her. Groaned as his hips thrust into hers picking up the pace slightly. In all the time that had passed since they had last seen each other, he didn’t think he would ever get to be with her. In his mind back then he thought that they might event sleep together, especially after they had kiss, but then again, he wasn’t sure if she ever would want to do this with him.

“Bucky,” she moaned.

“Baby,” he groaned dropping his head to her shoulder. He started placing wet kisses across her bare skin. She moved her hands down to his butt pulling him as close as possible with every thrust. His teeth gently dragged across the skin of her shoulder as he moaned her name. He was getting close to the edge and he needed her to finish before him.

“Are you close?” he asked.

“Yeah Bucky,” she moaned as he picked up the pace.

Biting her bottom lip, she rolled her back moaning. Her fingers dug into his tone butt pulling him closer. With a few more thrust he pushed her over the edge. Her hands moved from his but up to his face pulling him closer to her so she could kiss him as she rode out her high. She moaned into his kiss as he rolled his hips a few times before hitting his own high. With a couple sloppy thrust he rode out his high before stilling his hips as he kissed. Pulling away from her he rolled off her and laid on the bed next to her. Silently he discarded the condom, and reached over to pulled her curvy body close to him.

She was left in a dazed state as she curled up next to him.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” she whispered as she was coming down from her high.

“I won’t ever let anything take me away from you again,” he leaned down and pressed his lips to the top of her head.

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[kc-theinfpoet]

OVER THE BRIDGE pt 1

Character list

SAVO 19 yo male. Serbian. slight build. Life of the Party and Blunt rollers.

MICHAEL 18 yo male. Hispanic. Baylor Student, former Theatre student, Loses lighter

ALEX 20 yo male. Serbian. Distraught, and uncharacteristically sullen, Something big has just has happened in his life.

TIM 18 yo male. African American. Can hit BP shots with eyes closed. Former Theatre student, and grade-mate with SAVO and MICHAEL

JIM (2.0) 19 yo male. White. Has recently come out as gay, however not the most interesting thing about him. He jokingly is referred to as the newer, more efficient version of the Jim-bot.

BILLY 19 yo male. Serbian. ALEX's best friend.

EZER 19 yo male. Hispanic. He has recently returned from an extended stay in Odessa, Texas after his parents found out He'd used their house on several occasions to party. same grade as ALEX JIM BILLY

ANDY 19 yo male. Asian. Former salutatorian of S.M.T. class. Known MICHAEL since Kindergarden. Nervous the cops will catch them.

Mentioned Characters

SAUL Tim's friend. Responsible for crazy events prior to film

Other MICHAEL?

MICHAEL's MOM

ALEX's DAD

EXT. Rivendale Park, Fort Worth. Evening.

3 Days After CHRISTMAS. Cold Texas Night.

OPEN to a bridge over a creek. On either side of the Bridge, trees surround the path. The ebb and flow of the small creek mix with the sounds of crickets, cicadas and other forest creatures. Feel good family eases its way into the evening. 2 Cars pass by a near by road, both cars can be hard stopping before turning, driving a little further and parking.Multiple doors open from both vehicles, close, then a trunk slams. The 90's tune blended with nature once again takes the forefront. However, in less than a minute, voices bleed into the moment, conversation fills the air as the clank of bottles drowns out the sounds of the forest creatures. Someone says something that makes the entire group laugh for a brief instance, before a deafening silence comes over the group. People begin to cross the bridge, passing beside the camera on either side. Some carry bags, others nothing. Eight pass before someone finally speaks.

Andy

I can't believe we have to park in the neighborhood and walk here.

Savo

Parks close after dark, bruh. Not tryna have the cops in here. You got a lighter? Bout to light this bleezy already.

Andy

No, I left mine back in the car. Damn! I'll be right back.

Michael

It's cool I got one.

(MICHAEL hands SAVO a lighter. SAVO lights the blunt, as the group passes the bridge.)

The camera follows the group as they cross the bridge, opening to a huge sloping field.

The group goes right, as they walk toward a pavilion with a near by playground.

Tim

JIM, wanna help me set up the table?

(JIM 2.0 nods)

Savo

I'll roll the blunts, MICHAEL you helping?

Michael

I'm down. In my time away, My blunt rolling skills have nearly surpassed even yours.

Savo

Shut the fuck up!

Jim 2.0

You're majors Bluntology, GPA's 4.20 and shit

Michael

Forreal though, heres the grinder By the way

(MICHAEL hands SAVO the grinder)

Savo

Alex, wanna break some rillos down for us.

(ALEX, who has been slumped, staring into space, nods slowly, never once betraying his depression.)

Ezer

I'll get this side of the table poured up.

Andy

Yall sure the cops cant come in here?

Savo

Nah, I've told you. Cops only come in here if someones parked in the lot. MICHAEL and JIM park across the way, out of side of passing cars so we're good. Now make yourself useful and pour shots with Billy.

Bilidin

Cool, I'll get started.Pass me the shot glass ANDY

(ANDY complies)

Everyone commences with their respective tasks as SAVOplays a song. Pong is set up and the game commence as such:

TIM&BILLY vs EZER&JIM2.0

EYE2EYE shots commence with E/J taking first shots

1 misses 1 makes, score is 10-9

Savo

(ready to light another blunt)

Let me see that lighter again, fool.

(MICHAEL plays with the lighter he earlier handed SAVO)

BILLY shoots, makes it

You been playing with that hoe all day

Michael

My homegirl gave me it

TIM shoots and make it. score is 8-9

Tim

(Balls back btw) So your girl got your nigga the same gift as you? and you just alright with that?

(Laughter erupts)

TIM shoots his extra shot, makes it. BILLY misses. 7-9

Michael

(Ezer shoots around during this convo, misses)

Chill bro, I got another gift besides that one. The 3 are all unique. The 3 of us always stealing each others lighters. That or losing em so she got a set.

Savo

Okay but, What if you lose this one, though?

JIM 2.0 makes his shot 7-8

Jim 2.0

Yeah, MICHAEL. You be losing shit all the time. Remember when you lost those brand new head phones at Z-Boaz and spent all night looking for them.

TIM motions for BILLY to shoot first. BILLY misses, Tim makes it 6-8

Tim

Heating up

Michael

Fuck yall, alright. Z-Boaz is big as fuck, it was darker than tonight, and we were all throwed off.

EZER misses, JIM 2.0 bounces and his (heatimg up also bitch) 6-7

Savo

TIM especially, he was talking to SAUL and SAUL wasnt even there!

Tim

Yall knew that would happen, That happened to all of us on Bennys. You were talking to ALEX and he wasnt even next to you

BILLY makes his shot, TIM does as well ( oh shit thats balls back and on fire 4-7

TIM shoots on fire. Makes it.

AlEX

But I was at least there that night. SAUL wasn't even mentioned til you were talking to him.

Tim

Now he speaks! A toast for the man who has decided to grace us with his voice.

(They all take a shot)

I guess you're right, Com e to think of it, We never chill with SAUL

AlEX

Cause he's crazy as fuck.

Savo

He's the reason you ended up in the hospital from K2.

Bilidin

He crashed into that persons house by the school and made you miss your prom.

Ezer

and He drinks too much

(As he takes another shot)

Savo

You're one to talk

Michael

And He only be smoking that Cornelius.

Jim 2.0

Hey, I smoke corn

Michael

Yeah, but he ONLY smokes corn

Ezer

And K2

Michael

And K2

Tim

Those incidents were just as much my fault, I willingly accompanied him- and a bottle of everclear on that drive. I was the one who smoked enough K2 to collapse in the mall- besides we were all smoking K2 back then

Ezer

Until we realized how fucked up it was

Michael

Exactly

Savo

The point being that things get insane when you throw SAUL in the mix. And we're just trying to relax tonight. you know, just kick it

This next phrase can be replaced as seen necessary

Tim

One Time for the One Time

Michael

One Time for the One Time

Ezer

One Time for the One Time!

(As he throws back another shot, then shoots the ball into another cup)

EZER makes his shot and the game is now 4-2

Tim

(Suddendly looking down for the first time in a while)

What the hell? When did this happen

Billy

Around the time we started giving you shit.

Tim

Damn, gotta step my shit up

BILLY shoot and makes his shot,

Tim misses 3-2

EZER shoots and misses,JIM 2.0 misses as well 3-2

BILLY shoots, makes shot, TIM misses 2-2

JIM 2.0 shoots and misses, EZER, hitting the blunt gestures towards MICHAEL <CELEBRITY SHOT>

MICHAEL makes celebrity shot 2-1

BILLY makes his shot, TIM looks syched out. He crouches, kneeled on the ground, and places one hand over his eyes. He shoots with the other hand, landing in the same cup as BILLY has. <3 cups pulled> GAME OVER

EZER

Hate when you pull that shit,

Tim

Yall shouldntve thrown me off my game, wouldnt of need to bring out the big moves

#wip #screenplay #scriptwriting #is this any good?

[superjumpintomyheart]

Spoilers ahead!

YA GIRL JUST FINISHED THE OCTO EXPANSION AND I AM SO S H O O K

First off, I want to appreciate the cutscenes??? They were so good and they looked amazing, I was so so happy we actually got to see Pearl and Marina interacting with everyone and with each other that’s all I could have wanted. This whole expansion is just pearlina confirmed nobody can convince me otherwise lmao. The end scene where Marina tackle hugs Pearl and Agent 8 smiles at Agent 3 after they wake up is the reason I am alive, this whole thing is paradise for shippers (Even though the females are what I play as and what I head canon the agents to be I’ll use neutral pronouns for my male cephalopod friends out there)

THAT LEADS ME INTO MY NEXT TOPIC, we finally have backstories on off the hook! Like a lot of backstory on Marina specifically, from age six to sixteen, I love that they made her Japanese in game name her last name in the English version (does that mean Pearl’s last name is Hime?? @ Nintendo where’s my pearl backstory) and that she accomplished so many things like she was an e l i t e octoling but then the Squid Sisters perform and bam time to go AWOL. Also that amazing demo of Ebb and Flow is absolutely heavenly. A lot of theories I had were completely true like I’m pretty sure everyone knew about calamari inkantation setting the octolings free but hey now it’s actually what happened. I love Cap’n Cuttlefish and his ongoing joke of “Any fan of the inkantation is no foe of mine” he just loves his grandsquids so much he’s such a proud grandpa that their music is literally changing peoples lives.

This also clears up a lot of stuff about nobody caring that Marina is an octoling just chilling in Inkopolis, because the octo expansion is set during the time of the single player campaign of splatoon 2 so like the octolings are all finding their way up to the surface right as Off the Hook is becoming popular. Makes sense, smart move.

The chat logs were probably my favorite things in the game, and I did complete every level so I got the special bonus chat with Agent 2, which made me smile a lot. I love the pictures that Pearl and Marina sent in the chat!! Pearl always looks like a badass because she is one, and Marina and her adorable sleepy face I actually screamed a little when I saw them? The group selfie with all the idols was really cute too (speaking of selfies I LOVE THAT EIGHT TAKES A SELFIE WHEN THEY GET ONE OF THE THANGS WHY CANT I SEE THOSE SELFIES PLEASE). The mem cakes were really nice to collect and getting the full sets then talking to Iso Padre made my heart hurt a little bit, he would always talk about following your dreams and never to loose sight of them and I love him so much he’s the purest I wish we could take him up to the surface too??

Okay but like the battle with Agent 3 was suuuper trippy for me, since I’m a veteran of this game... I was fighting myself? How many identities do I have now? Im like three different agents all at once how does this happen. But I did love that battle, it was a bit surprising but I had seen people theorizing about it so it wasn’t too much of a shock. However, the phone being the final final boss was interesting, I kinda thought it was going to be C.Q because he was annoying as fuck through the whole time you were playing, seeing his text box say “You failed the test” was as frustrating as seeing Mr. Grizz’s textbox saying “Just 93 eggs? That’s a shame.” The cutscene when Three broke in to save Eight and Cap was beautiful and I loved it, perfection.

And now for some of my favorite (slightly incorrectly quoted) moments from this dlc

“Marina how do I make the chat full screen?” “Alt+F4” “Mc.princess has left the chat” “I can’t believe that worked.”

“♪”

“You were singing and then saw me and you were like ‘LETS START A BAND!’” “The first song you showed me was fire so I had to say yes”

“Wow this munchkin can rap!”

“You can... uh... be the hype man.”

Pearl whipping out a killer wail speaker and yelling booyah to save Inkopolis

Pearl calling Cap’n Cuttlefish ‘Cap’ and Agent 8 ‘Eight’

Marina’s poorly drawn MS paint diagram of how to save the world

“Mode: Turf War! Save Inkopolis from its impending doom!”

All the new Off the Hook songs

“This is from when we first met. Back in the day.” “Like yo! Wake up sleepyhead!”

“You were humming Calamari Inkantation while you were out, and any fan of the inkantation is a friend of mine.”

Every cutscene, every single one.

If you’ve played the octo expansion what did you think? Also how many of you guys are staying inkling? I personally am going octoling, I love the design so much and I love the wave that you get from Marina and Pearl when you’re an octoling! It’s so sassy and personal like I feel more like a friend to them than just a fan :,) This expansion is everything I could have wanted and more, it’s exactly what Splatoon 2 needed to step up its game from feeling too much like the first one.

Look forward to some octo expansion related fics coming soon! I’m tweaking the one I told y’all about last week, now that we actually know Marina’s backstory I can make her dreams more accurate to canon I suppose. Thanks for reading this long ass post if you did, I’ll see you around!

#splatoon 2 #spla2n #octo expansion #octo expansion spoilers #spoilers #pearlina #agent 8 x Agent 3 #im pretty sure their ship name is #agent 24

[marvelhcs]

everything comes back to you (t.h.)

warnings: underage drinking, empty threat (?), half ass editing

word count: 1.2k

pairing: tom holland (non-actor) x reader

A/N: first ever fic for @hollandroos 12k challenge! Super nervous about this, but what’s the worst that can happen? based on “This Town” by Niall Horan. I don’t see a famous Tom in this, but I suppose it could work since he still lives close to his childhood home (I believe). Feedback is appreciated :)

“Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round”

              Five years was a long time. Not quite long enough to stop his eyes from seeing her around every corner.

“It’s funny how things never change in this old town”

              Five years was a long time. Not quite long enough for much to change in her hometown. The same railroad tracks, the same houses, the same people.

“I remember everything”

              He saw her coming around a corner again. He turned around as always. Tried to erase the image. It wasn’t real, and it hadn’t been for a long time. Not a long enough time for him to forget. Not long enough to forget the rides on the ferris wheel, the races to the playground, the popsicles on a hot day. Not long enough for him to forget the first time she dated someone, or the first time he had to console her after getting dumped. He couldn’t forget the nights on the roof, or the early morning drives because she felt like it, or the one time she felt like kissing each other stupid.

She left the next day.

A voice brought him back to the present, “Tom?”

“If the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you”

“I can’t believe you’re back,”

“I’m not back,”

“You’re back for tonight,”

“I am back for tonight,”

“Wanna dance?”

“Tom, we’re on the roof,”

“And?”

He held her close, trying to say everything he never had.

She left again, three days and three dances later.

“Everything comes back to you”

No matter what, she always came back to him. For him, all that mattered in his life went back to her. As long as she always came back.

“I saw that you moved on with someone new”

Eight months later, he saw her again. Nothing had changed. He hadn’t found anyone who came close to her. The town still had the same people. Nothing had changed, except the ring on her finger, and the lack of women in town that Saturday. They had all gone downtown for the shower. His mother went.

“I want to tell you everything, the words I never got to say”

The day they got the invitation, he went on the roof without her for the first time.

Why didn’t he tell her?

Why did she leave him?

Why didn’t she talk to him?

Why didn’t he try harder?

So many things he never said but should have. It would all be different.

He knows she loves him too. He’s always known. He knew when they were little, and she gave him her favorite candy even though it was the last one. He knew when they were teenagers, trying to stop giggling after sharing a stolen bottle of wine. He knew it the night before she left for the first time, when she kissed him on the roof, and then kissed him even more. He knew it 8 months ago, when they danced late at night and didn’t say a word.

And then she left again, and he still hadn’t said anything, even though he wanted to say everything.

“Drive highways and byways to be there with you”

He hadn’t wanted to go to the wedding. He didn’t want to mess it up, he couldn’t watch it and trust himself not to mess it up for her. Then he got the text.

I need you here. I cant do this without you.

And now he’s on a road, going to a town he’s never been to, because your fiancé insisted on having the wedding closer to his family than yours.

He hasn’t driven this far away in a long time, but he has no choice.

“Everything comes back to you”

She’s still the most beautiful person he’s ever seen, even in a wedding dress to marry someone else.

“Tom, I can’t do this,”

“Why not, love? This is what you’ve always wanted. You have a man who loves you, the career you’ve always dreamed about, and I thought you mentioned a dog last time. This is what we always talked about on the roof, darling,”

“When we talked about it on the roof, I thought it would be with you. I always thought everything would be with you. I always wanted everything to be with you. ”

“I know that it’s wrong, that I can’t move on”

“You left.”

“I left because I had to, Tom. I wasn’t made for this town. Neither were you. I left because we couldn’t be us here. I had hoped you would follow me,”

“I stayed for you. I thought you would come back. I thought you would always come back to me. And then you kept leaving,”

“I left, and when you didn’t follow I thought you gave up, and so I tried to. I tried to move on so hard, and now I’m sitting in a damn wedding dress six years later still trying to move on and I just can’t, and I’ll never be able to.”

“There’s something about you”

“If I tell you I love you, are you going to leave me again?”

“Not if I tell you first,”

“I love you. I have always loved you, and I know you love me too,”

“Unzip this dress. I need to call my mom. I love you, I’m not leaving you, but we are leaving this damn town. We’re too big for this town.”

“If the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you”

Five years was a long time.

They didn’t need five years.

Two years and a small town scandal later, she had bought another wedding dress, they had a new apartment, and they had everything they ever talked about on the roof.

“I can’t believe it took us this long to figure our shit out,” he said.

“I can’t believe you never pushed me off this roof for not telling you I love you,”

“Do you love me?”

“Yes,”

“Forever?”

“And always.”

“You’re spared for tonight. You’re lucky, you have lots of pictures to take tomorrow.”

This time, the text was different.

Now I REALLY cant do this one without you. I can’t wait to be yours for always.

-

“I can feel them watching,”

“Let them watch, darling,”

“Tom, I left someone at the altar two years ago. They all think this is wrong,”

“Do you think this is wrong?”

“Of course not.”

“Then who cares? We know this is right,”

“I know, but-“

“No buts. I would dance with you no matter who was watching, no matter what they were thinking. You’re all that matters to me.”

“You still make me nervous when you walk in the room”

“I’m home,”

She still gets butterflies when she sees him, and then they settle. When she sees him with a loose tie and messy hair, and a spot that he missed shaving, the butterflies calm down and she’s home.

“Everything comes back to you”

His stomach still flips when he walks in the door, and she’s there. And then he sees her with a book and a ponytail, with her glasses perched on her nose, with shorts and a t shirt, and he’s finally, after a long time, home.

“I need a dance tonight, darling.”

“Everything comes back to you”

@hollandroos

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[yiulee999]

opm time traveler au (spoilers)

genos goes back in time and tries to disguise himself and befriending sai as a bookworm lol and they become good friends until sai is fooling around and playfully steals genos’ glasses one day and the you know 💘 💘 💘 💘

what started out as a random doodle turned into a multi-chapter length fic draft out on discord!! *o*

the full convo/story is posted below bUT its heavy angst!! be warned!! sorry about the casual lingo, i was posting in chat format XD 

so time traveler au picks up from when sai was getting picked on back in middle school chapter in the manga

and when genos goes back in time he thinks the only way he can get close to saitama if he was an ‘outcast’ too

so he purposefully nerdifies himself more? lOL how is possible,,,

Originally genos got sent back by dr. Genus as way to figure out the key to sai’s strength

Bc in the ‘future’ genos, they had just met and genos just wanted to know what made sai powerful

And initially when they meet genos is very forward about wanting to know all about saitama who finds it kinda creepy and stalkerish when he finds genos tailing him in the hallways and after school haha

And other classmates notice how the new kid (genos) follows/takes an interest in the class loser (sai) so predictably they start making fun of and bullying genos too

Genos, true to form, doesnt give a fuck xD

But sai has mixed feelings about it bc it was the first time someone took an actual interest in him and even though he’s so forward, genos never overstepped boundaries with him and was an okay guy overallBut alot of the story has to do with sai trying to figure out what its like to have a friend

And what to do because hes never had one

But he does know that he doesnt like seeing genos getting pushed around or made fun of so there are moments where he’ll try to stick up for him by telling them to knock it off or pulling genos aside to a differnt hallway when he sees the bullies coming

At the same time hes so confused on like what to do right, so he’ll also try to push genos away, ‘maybe if he didn’t hang around me so much, he’ll won’t get picked on…’

There was one scene i knew i wanted to do

Where after sai stands up for genos, the bullies treat sai worse

So it was an after school thing, behind one of the school buildings where sai is beat up pretty bad (like barely standing) and the bully has him by the front of his shirt and had his fist pulled back

When genos arrives

Before, sai had managed to ditch genos so he wouldnt see sai when he’s ‘weak’And always made up some excuse when he bruises or other injuries

So genos interrupts the scene by straight up grabbing the bullies wrist

And seething in all toasty righteous fury ‘dont touch him!’

and sai cant see it cus he had two black eyes at this point

but this was some dialogue i had written:

S:’What’s he doing? Why is he helping me?‘ "Hey–“

Bully pulls back fist "Look, kid. You’re new so I’ll give you a free pass this time if you walk away right now. You wouldn’t want us to mess up that pretty face of yours, would you?"

G: "How generous of you. Unfortunately, I won’t be extending the same courtesy to anyone who treats this person disrespectfully. Especially not ugly trash like you. "

Bully: "Why you–!! ”

And when the bully tries to redirect the hit to genos, genos instinctively throws out his palm and says ‘incin—‘ before he realizes he doesnt have his cannons

And genos is about to get b e a t

When sai wrenches himself from the bullies grip and takes the hit for him

They like tumble down and genos is confused to what happened before he sees sai lying motionless beside him, bleeding from his head and unresponsive

And i was gonna end a chapter there with genos screaming saitama’s name…

Next chapter was gonna be sai waking up slowly and in a world of hurt

He realizes he’s in the nurses office

It was night time

And when could finally see, he hallucinates seeing like 8 mini genos (remember the genosbots :3)‘Why…whys there eight of you/??’

So basically genos is worry over him so much whereas sai says its fine but genos is like feeling really bad so sai shakily reaches over and gently taps him on the forehead

And grins weakly, ‘there, now we’re even.’

Genos is crying openly bc he’s remembering when future saitama playfully hit his head after a spar and he thinks that saitama-sensei is strong no matter how old he is

And he’s just…overwhelmed by how kind and strong saitama is, even when he has no strength at all (Cus hes like 14 rn haha)

I think a couple days pass, and genos and saitama are eating lunch on the roof (cue bento box scene lol)

Sai is healing nicely, genos is still feeling bad whenever he looks over an sees the bandage on sais head

Some dialogue:

Eating lunch on the roof. G: How’s your wound? S: Hm? Oh, it’s fine. Don’t worry, my teachers say I have a hard head. G: I’m sorry. S: ? Why are you sorry? Not like you’re the one who punched me. G: I made things worse. If I hadn’t antagonized him, then–!! S: Then he woulda beat me up anyway. Seriously, man, it’s not your fault, okay? So you can stop doing all those things for me. G: Like what? S: You know! Like being nice to me and buying lunch and stuff. You don’t need to feel guilty about it anymore.

Sai is still kinda insecure abt having a genuine friend, so he still thinks genos is being nice to him out of pity or smtg, (and genos had been particularly nice to him after he got injured so he figured it was out of guilt)

And i mean….it was,, genos feels terribly guilty…but i think watching sai, who was powerless, attempt to protect him just made him more intrigued (and unbeknownst to him fall a lot deeper in love XD)

But genos says thats not why he does those things

That saitama reminded him of ‘someone’ he knew whom he admired greatly

At his ‘old’ school

He tells sai about his ‘sensei’ and how amazing this person was and all of his great qualities

And sai was feeling a little more depressed at each praise genos was singing about this person (coughjealouscough)

And i have another piece of dialogue here…

S: if you like him so much, why did you leave?   G: …I wanted to see the kind of person sensei was before he became strong. this is where he grew up. S: …seems like a lot of effort just for one person. G:.that person (sai thoughts: he’s still talking?)…no matter what i did..I couldn’t reach him. I’d do anything to close the distance between us..I thought that if I came here, I would be able to understand him. I thought I could help him. G: touches saitama’s wound But instead, I’m still the one being saved. I never learn.

And genos gives sai this painfully heartfelt smile and its full of regret, frustration, self-loathing, admiration, and some other unidentified emotion that just floors saitama

Saitama sees genos’ smile and his eyes and is just...stunned by the level of vulnerability he sees (he’s never gotten close enough to anyone before to see it)

So he reaches out, hestitantly at first, before wiping away genos’ tears carefully because if he touches any harder he’s afraid genos would crumble

S: “i dont really get it...but if you feel that strongly, then i’m sure some part of your feelings reached him.”

And they share their first hug then :3

////

((When i wrote this, genos didnt have glasses haha so i guess that scene where sai realizes how pretty genos is would go before this one))

I guess if the glasses were involved, sai would be torn between wanting genos to take them off (so he can see his eyes which oddly finds that he likes them...alot.) and keep them on so other ppl wont see how pretty he is

Bc sure if they saw, genos would no longer be his friend

He would have so many ppl vying for his attn, he would be surrounded by girls and guys and would be approachableAnd saitama would get left behind

But i think even tho sai wants to be selfish and keep genos to himself, he also realizes that genos wouldnt be bullied if he were more accepted

So he would encourage genos to ditch the glasses and genos would end up getting accepted by everyone but he would still stay with saitama and nothing would change between them other than saitama getting really red at random times and avoiding eye contact more

It would just be one of the many things that strengthen their relationship as friends. And i think i had planned some stuff where they do a bunch of typical friend / kid stuff

Like genos tutoring saitama on math, genos running circles around sai in track/field (‘wtf...huff are...huff you?! huff some...kinda...rOBOT!?). Them going to the arcade, saitama taking genos around to explore his hometown, they go on hiking trips and stuff. 

genos finding out saitama lived alone and that’s why he always buys lunch (or doesnt eat if he got bullied out of it that day) and talking out their issues and genos reaching out and saying yeah, he knew what it felt like to be alone

but that saitama should never feel that way because he wasn’t alone anymore, and saitama joking affectionately ‘yeah i have you to stick annoyingly close.’

and also heavy scenes like when you have to fill out future goals sheets in school where sai shyly admits that he’s always thought it’d be nice to be a hero and was shocked when genos was oVERWHELMINGLY supportive bc he’s never had anyone cheer for him like this, believe in him like genos does. And he calls genos crazy for agreeing with him, but he thinks he must also be crazy because when genos looks at him like that, he feels like he could do it

and its one of the first moments we see sai really open up to genos

bc being a hero was something he truly cared about

but his teachers, his classmates, heck the world, didn’t think he could do, they thought it was a hopeless dream for someone, and he’s so used to facing this kind of rejection that he’s started to believe it really would be impossible for someone like him.... 

but all it took was this one person, this one friend to tell him he could...and it made him feel invincible

and its probably the scene where saitama realizes how important genos is to him.

So of fucking course its when saitama realizes genos is important to him that drama bomb hits Basically, Dr. genus comes and pays genos a surprise visit. And hes like “did you forget the reason I sent you back here? Any updates?”

And genos is like “i have nothing of interest to report”

genus: "This isn’t some children’s game, you know. "

genos: "I must be careful not to expose myself. Saitama-sensei is more observant than I had initially planned--"

genus: "You’re stalling. I have an idea: Fight him. "

genos: !!! dr : "You’ll have a disguise. I will re-install your blasters. Perhaps a stressful situation will trigger a transformatio--. "

((so it was gonna be hinted at that even though genos appeared like a normal human, he was just redesigned by genus and was actually still a cyborg) genos: "I refuse to put Saitama-sensei in danger!!"

dr: "What danger? He is more than capable of--"

genos: "Right now, he is powerless. An attack could kill him--!"

dr: " And doing nothing will kill us!! Your mission is to find out the secret to his strength! Something we both wanted to discover and the entire reason why I chose you as my test subject! I will not sit here idly while you indulge in your childish fantasies that will get us both erased from the timestream. Look. " //he shows genos a pic of the hero registery from their time//

genos: " !!! Sensei’s name is missing!”

dr: " Your name is gone too. I dont know what you did but your actions are interfering with the future. Here. Collect your belongings and leave no evidence behind. We depart in 1 hour. "

genos: " !! Wait! Give me more time!! I understand now..!"

//genos has a bunch of flashbacks of when he does fun stuff with saitama. When sai tries to make him something in cooking class (and fails badly lol). When saitama shares his manga with genos. When they watch anime together.//

Genos: “I understand now..what type of person sensei was...his strength (when sai was protecting him from bullies)...his kindness (sai wiping his tears away)...his warmth (sai hugging him*)...!!”

“I finally understand...!!”

sai holding his hand, sai smiling and eating with him..

“...what its like to feel human again!!!”

He’s suddenly lifted off the ground and pushed roughly against the wall. Dr. Genus has him by the collar.

“Reality check, little shit!! You. Do. Not. Belong. Here! You’ve been playing pretend for far too long! And guess what demon cyborg?”

He tosses genos to the ground

“Time’s run out”

So chapter was gonna end with genos’ hand slowly fading in and out

next chapter would begin with genos being given 2 hours by dr. Genus to basically pack his shit and go. bc they cant leave any trace of the future stuff when they leave So genos ends up back in the classroom Packing his cute stationary and shit xD

(That sai bought him o b v i o u s l y )

And he’s startled by the door sliding open

And saitama walks in

He’s suprised to see genos there (and looking guilty?) “did ya forget smtg?”

And genos just kinda..looks away

And sai sees him packing up and taking everything and hes quiet for a bit ...

“You’re leaving?” He asks softly

“Saitama-kun, I—!”

“Why?” He keeps talking in that soft tone, but it silences genos more effectively than a shout

“I..I can’t...”

S: “...Is it because of that person?”

(Sai remembers the shine in genos eyes when he talks about his ‘sensei’, his special person, and his heart kinda just falls to his feet)

(i never had a chance, did i...)

Genos cant answer because yeah it was because of saitama in the future. So what if genos disappeared? Genos didn’t care. But the world needed saitama. It needed Saitama The Hero. He had to leave now so saitama can exist in the future

But since he cant say anything, for fear or changing the future even more, genos just doesnt say anything

So sai assumes that yeah, it was because of someone else, someone better than him, someone who deserved genos’ admiration and loyalty

He doesnt say anything, just approaches genos slowly, trying not to startle genos who has like deer in head lights ready-to-b o l t

And saitama rests his forehead on genos’ shoulder, barely touching him but close enough that genos cant ignore him, genos can feel his presence and his warmth

And theres a moment where genos is t o r n

Bc this saitama acknowledges him in a way that future sai wouldnt. This saitama looks at him and sees him whereas his sensei’s gaze passes over him to focus on the sale sign

And genos has been in school again, and he realizes he missed it. He missed having his worries be about being late for class, missing a school assignment, whether he could sit next saitama next class, what to pack for his and sai’s lunch tomorrow

And he knew in the back of his mind, that his real self, was in surgery at this time, trading warmth for fire and destruction, shedding his humanity while his future self was regaining it in the past,Thanks to saitama

He inhales sharply, ‘sai—‘ S: “don’t go.”

G: !

(Sai thought genos was going to say he was going to leave and he didn’t think he could hear him say it) S: “I know..he’s precious to you...” He reaches for genos, and after hesitating over touching genos’ hand, he settles for gripping genos’ sleeve of his school uniform tightly S: “but you’re precious to me “

And genos has tears streaming down his face. Because he wanted to stay, he had never wanted anything so much before than to just stay with saitama before he became sensei, to cheer for him when no one else would, to stop him from reaching the point he had trade his emotions for his strength, to stop the emptiness before it could touch him

But he also knew...that in order for his sensei to become strong...saitama needed to have these struggles that pushed him to change

That success without sacrifice was impossible, and he knew, genos KNEW it in his soul that if he stayed...if HE was the factor that caused saitama to limit himself, to fall back on a regular life when genos had seen it with his own eyes that this was a man destined for greater things...he would never be able to forgive himself

Genos throws his arms around saitama and hugs him tightly. He feels like he’s floating with nothing to ground him than the feeling of saitama returning his embrace equally tightly with his still lanky arms

G: “Saitama-kun....Thank you.”

G: “...goodbye.”

So next chapter begins ...With genos ending up back in genus’ lab

G: “Are we back?”

dr: “It appears so. We should—hey!! Where are you going?”

And genos is running off to look for saitama/his SENSEI because he had to exist, he had to still be a hero, right?!

He bumps into a monster

But not just any monster...Its the mosquito girl XD

Genos fights MG because its what he’s supposed to do, but he’s not scared for the fight...he’s scared for what’s to come AFTER...

And saitama shows up and finishes off MG with wan punch!!!

Genos is thankfully, not in disrepair bc he managed to dodge her attacks and was basically stalling for time

Saitama kinda sees him and looks at him blandly but to genos, that garrish, eye-burning yellow hero suit was the best thing he had ever seen

S: “Oh. A civilian? Are you oka—“

And he freezes all of a sudden.

And genos also freezes bc he doesn’t know what to do Its saitama-sensei...he should know the script, he’s done it all before

But now saitama-sensei was the stranger and he longed for the comfort that came with saitama-kun’s toothy smile

But he too had changed....he was a cyborg now, weaponized arms and black sclera on full display. His core spun dangerously. Would saitama even recognize him? Would he remember that day in the classroom when they parted ways, that was only a few hours ago for genos but more than a decade for saitama?

Genos froze. Would saitama even want to remember? After all the heartbreak genos had caused him?

Lost in his thoughts, genos almost didn’t notice saitama approach until the soft crunch of asphalt right in front of him jarred him to reality

Genos held his breath

Saitama didnt say anything. Only let that sharp gaze pierce genos in ways no monster could.

Genos couldnt read what he was thinking, he never could on his sensei’s bland face but this time, there was something tightly guarded in those brown eyes.

Saitama muttered something so low that genos had to use his advanced hearing to pickup

S: “It cant be...”

Louder and taking an aggressive step forward, saitama clenched his hand into a fist. He narrowed his eyes. “...If you’re some kinda shape-shifting monster...this won’t end well for you.”

G: “It’s genos!! I’m...I’m genos.”

Saitama freezes and his eyes grow wide. Genos almost instinctively lurches foward when saitama falls back on his heels, appearing shaken.

S: ...genos?

Genos nods tentatively.

For a moment, saitama doesnt say anything. But genos finds he doesnt need to. Those brown eyes had opened and genos could see, could feel some far-flung emotions creep back into that achingly familiar face as saitama let his gaze trail from his new eyes down his circuited arms and linger on the glowing blue that peeked through his shirt

After what felt like years, genos saw a corner of saitama’s lips twitch.

S: “It really is you....Heh. You haven’t changed a bit.”

G: “Sai—“

S: "I tried to forget you. I tried to go back to life before you. I finished school .... somehow got a job as a shitty salesman..."

S: "...I really tried."

Genos looked down, ashamed. He had been the one to injure saitama so unforgivably. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like if saitama had done the same to him, if he had turned genos away from being his disciple. Kicked him out. How could you forgive someone who changed your world for the better, only to leave it behind?

More than anything, he needed to beg for forgiveness, not that he deserved it—but saitama did.

G: “Saitama, I—“

Sai shook his head, like he didn’t want to hear it.

Genos thought his core would crack.

S: “I thought...If I were strong, things would get better. If I were stronger than that person..maybe you would have picked me instead.”

S: “Maybe you would have stayed “

S: “I trained and trained until I became strong...but it wasn’t enough. To capture your attention, I had to be the strongest.” Saitama pauses and shoots him a small, cheeky grin that had echoes of the same toothy smile Genos cherished.

S: “I would have to be, to take care of someone as high maintenance as you.”

Then the smile faded. S: “But even after I became strong..what did it matter? You had left and I didn’t know if I would ever see you again. And if for some crazy reason i Did meet you again...I didn’t know if i had it in me to ask you to choose again..”

G: (full on oil tears, the whole shebang)

G: S-Saitama..!!

Saitama grinned helplessly at him.

S: “So hurry up and choose me, genos!”

G: “Sensei!!!” [ because I had already chosen you a long time ago ]

They hug.

THE END!!!!!!!!!!! :’D

There’s a small epilogue where sai’s like..you called me teacher again. Im still not a teacher you know (in reference to this original post: http://yiulee.tumblr.com/post/139194391025/time-travel-au ) .

And genos is like: dont worry sensei, ill explain it to you

And sai is like ah, okay? But first. surprise smooch! S: been waiting 12 years to do that :D 

/////

endless thanks to @konorai​ @batneko​ @egg-in-the-basket​ for bearing with me while i unloaded this beast into the discord chat..yall the real mvps!!! ;3; 

#saigenos #opm #saitama #genos #time travel au #my writing #opm time travel au #i was right #im never finishing this LOL OTL #but!! #i hope you guys still enjoy the story outline! :D #the key scenes i wanted to write/draw are still included so im sated :> #yiulee art #opm art

[pavlovers]

tagged by my fave @britneyshakespeare, thank youuu

Rules: Pick ten artists you like before answering these questions & tag some people

1. fall out boy

2. blur

3. arctic monkeys

4. gorillaz

5. panic at the disco

6. paramore

7. radiohead

8. the 1975

9. the killers

10. the strokes

What was the first song you heard by six (paramore): 

gosh i dont remember,, i might have heard misery business/decode when i spent my 8 year old days watching random music videos on my dad’s old first gen ipod, but i dont have a clear cut memory of that per say so it could have also been aint it fun/still into you playing on the radio when i was 11. as for the first song that really got me into them, it was ignorance. 

What is your favorite song by eight (the 1975): 

that would be settle down, and it’s always been settle down, and i cant really explain why. it’s just a song that im never not in the mood for i guess, and it’s always stood out to me as just one of their grooviest songs. 

What kind of impact has one (fall out boy) left on you:

god... i cant say enough about what fob has done for me. this is all gonna sound terribly cheesy but if it wasn’t for fob being the first band i fell madly in love with, i wouldnt be the dumb nerd listening to all the varied stuff i listen to nowadays. throughout some of the darkest periods of my life, i poured my heart and soul into loving them, and man did that get me through a lot. and i cant help but think of that one textpost that said something along the lines of how much patrick’s voice feels like home, and god is that so true for me, to this day, no matter how many artists i discover and love, nothing’s ever gonna woo me harder than that man’s voice. seriously, initially it’s always a bit hard for me to outright dislike a fall out boy song, because no matter what weird/dumb/downright awful sounding sonic lane fob decides they want to fling themselves down, there’s always going to be patrick’s voice floating above it all. and i guess that’s just a testament to how much of a constant comfort they’ve been in my life for the past four to five years, and i cant really picture them going away anytime soon. 

What are your favorite lyrics by five (panic at the disco):

oh boyyyyy,, gosh im terribly lazy and dont have the energy to find em all right now so im just gonna nominate the entirety of build god, then we’ll talk because holy shit is that not a gorgeously written intriguing narrative or what. hats off to you mr ross seriously. 

 How many times have you seen four (gorillaz) live:

once, last july in boston and it was so so much fun, i’d die to relive it. 

Favorite song by seven (radiohead):

 fuck i gotta choose just one??? uhhhhhh i guess i’ll shout out subterranean homesick alien. ever since i first heard ok computer it’s always been a comfort song for me, i just love the spacey beautiful atmosphere it creates w jonny’s sweet sweet guitar

Are there any songs by three (arctic monkeys) that make you sad:

uh well despair in the departure lounge is pretty depressing, and ive cried to 505 before i guess if that counts, love is a laserquest is also pretty sad, and i guess you could argue do me a favour...uhh that’s it i think... i mean the monkeys can be slower and reflective at times but not a lot of their songs give off a particularly sad vibe y’know...maybe a bleak vibe, or maybe a frustrated vibe but not a sad one per say. 

What is your favorite song by nine (the killers)

mr brightside

uh no seriously i’d think it would have to come down to either all these things that i’ve done or believe me natalie. all of these things that i’ve done is such a timeless and beautifully crafted anthem, and believe me natalie has such a wondrous freeing sense about it, i’ve got such good road trip memories associated with it. 

How did you first get into two (blur):

well i was a pretty big fan of gorillaz first and im guessing you can put two and two together. honestly i was pretty hesitant of them for a while until i heard for tomorrow and somehow that changed my mind.

What’s your favorite album by ten (the strokes):

 hmm i think it’s a solid tie between their first two albums (is this it and room on fire) because they’re both flawless masterpieces, and while i enjoy pretty much all their albums, im such a sucker for their classic garage rock sound ughh

i’ll tag @achingroses @bonamorrissey @parkliferobyn @teara-cotta @rosecoloredvan and @soulmatescoexist if they want to do this

#tag thing

[amethust]

85 truths tag!

i was tagged by: @cocoacake​ thank you ilysm 💐

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 (some) people.

i tag: @chigiri @cak3 @markbbyb @gravltly @iluvmino @09-yoon @poeisy @milkeuberri @03racha @04ken + anyone who wants to do this!

keep in mind you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to!

last

1. drink - tea 2. phone call - my sister 3. text message - my best friend 4. song you listened to - cactus (n from vixx; pls support this song! all proceeds will be donated to habitat for humanity ❣️ ) 5. time you cried - um i think a few days ago bc i felt useless? that’s the best way i can describe it 

ever

6. dated someone twice - no 7. kissed someone and regretted it - no 8. been cheated on - no 9. lost someone special - yes 10. been depressed - yes but i’m getting through it 11. gotten drunk and thrown up - no

fave colours

12. red 13. blush pink 14. pastel orange, like peach? or a burnt sienna!

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes 16. fallen out of love - no 17. laughed until you cried - yes 18. found out someone was talking about you - no 19. met someone who changed you - no 20. found out who your true friends are - nothing has changed tbh, i’ve had the same circle of friends for the past three to eight (since primary school) years 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - most of them 23. do you have any pets - yes, a little pomeranian cross named taro! he’s the love of my life 🌸 24. do you want to change your name - not really, i like my name 25. what did you do for your last birthday - my best friend took me out for brunch in the morning and then my sister and i went to a vixx concert (which my best friend had bought me tickets for) (i also worked in the afternoon but let’s ignore that)  26. what time did you wake up today - 9 am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night - watching hanazakari no kimitachi e (it was in my yt recommendations) 28. what is something you cant wait for - exchange mid this year, if i get in that is  30. what are you listening to right now - kingdom come (red velvet) 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - i don’t think so 32. something that’s getting on your nerves - this weather, it’s fluctuating between 37 degrees to 20 degrees and it’s getting me sick (i have the weakest immune system) 33. most visited website - tumblr 34. hair colour - black 35. long or short hair - long 36. do you have a crush on someone - no 37. what do you like about yourself - the beauty spot on my neck and underneath my left eye  38. want any piercings? - yes, my lobes but i keep backing out idk why 39. blood type - i think i’m an o 40. nicknames - nelle, nelly 41. relationship status - single 42. zodiac - sagittarius  43. pronouns - she/her 44. fave tv shows - daria, probably   45. tattoos - no, but i want one! 46. right or left handed - right 47. ever had surgery - no 48. piercings - no 49. sport - no 50. vacation - i really want to go to east timor but my parents don’t so there’s no point in going then really; i just want to go to visit their home town 51. trainers - i’m guessing this means sneakers? if so, then yes

more general

52. eating - um this taro cake thing my mum makes where she fries it idk i can’t explain it  53. drinking - green tea smoothie 54. i’m about to watch - about to start cross (k-drama) bc my sister thinks i’ll like it  55. waiting for - companies to start manufacturing 100% cotton knit jumpers! i’m allergic to 90% of the material out there on the market and i’m tired of constantly feeling itchy and irritated in acrylic or wool  56. want - a mirrorless camera but i don’t know anything about camera’s so it’s stressing me out 57. get married - not right now, no  58. career - i really want to become a diplomat but the chances of that are very unlikely / or to work with refugees and asylum seekers 

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hugs 60. lips or eyes - eyes 61. shorter or taller - taller 62. older or younger - older 63. nice arms or stomach - arms? 64. hookup or relationship - relationship 65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - no 67. drank hard liquor - yes 68. lost glasses - no 69. turned someone down - yes 70. sex on first date - no 71. broken someone’s heart - i think i have which is terrible but it was unintentional  72. had your heart broken - i don’t think so?  73. been arrested - no 74. cried when someone died - yes 75. fallen for a friend - yes

do you believe in

76. yourself - sorta? not really 77. miracles - maybe?  78. love at first sight - i don’t think so 79. santa claus - no, the idea terrifies me for some odd reason 80. kiss on a first date - sure, why not 81. angels - yes

other

82. best friend’s name - lisa 83. eye colour - dark brown 84. fave movie - whisper of the heart, always! but also howl’s moving castle as a close second (i play this before i go to sleep bc it comforts me) (BUT if i’m going to be truthful, the cars franchise is a really close runner up; i love them  so much you can fight me) 85. fave actor - i love dan stevens with all my heart

#about #tag #thank you brianna ❤️✨ #i hope this was interesting #i'm sorry if it's not #i don't really talk to you guys but hi hello i'm sharnelle and i hope you have fun doing this tag! #pls don't feel obligated to complete it

[ts-akhmim]

Episode 8 | ”Being a muppet is a contagious disease. ” - Ali

omg so?! i need to do a proper long confessional and go through my thoughts because i just got like a tsunami of information but... jake lived?! and idoled out scott who i thought was gonna win?! hello?!? i'm so so so excited because now i get to work with jake and he is SUCH a shield, and me/him/autumn are gonna ride off into the sunset im manifesting it.

what the HELL is going on here first jake pulls out an idol (which i was JUST gossipping with jordan pines about him having it because i know just how he plays and would ya look at that!) i was so ELATED to read he did that, thinking ok, i gave him a fair warning those false beauties we're gonna get us all, and they voted him unanimously so surely he'll take one of them out and ... HE TAKES OUT SCOTT?? i dont even have time to process this bafoonery yet because here i am, minding my business, trying to watch micronesia to heal the hole in my heart left by w*nners at w*r, eating a piece of pizza and then BOOM we merge?? but oh ok! they said we get a nice little break, lemme not stress and go back to eating my piz- NOPE THERE IS SO SUCH THING AS A BREAK IN SURVIVOR GORL I SWEAR I PUT MY PHONE DOWN TO GET ONE BITE, I COULDNT EVEN ENJOY MY EXTRA CHEESE BECAUSE MY TELEPHONE IS BLOWING UPPPP people are spilling tea left and right, i probably dont even have time to write this so i gotta keep it short and sweet; the false beautys are really trying to slide in my pms and sing kumbaya and if they wanna sing with me, bring it on because they are not a songstress like i am, ill riff run and harmonize yall right off this island. PERIOD. ive been REALLY trying to play up this card where im just some dumb bitch, let everyone keep thinking im the mayor of boo boo the foolsville, but i know a lot more than i let on so catch the tea on that

i swear for it being our "day off" this sure has been the most work i feel like ive had in a hot minute first of all fuck the tomb but FUCK this pyramid even more the second it was announced i found the extra link to the slide puzzle on the blog within SECONDS but 1) i suck at slide puzzles and 2) MY COMPUTER CRASHED HALF WAY THROUGH IT SO I HAD TO START AGAIN. literally took me 2 hours to finish, so that was embarrassing, then much like how the tomb had questions, this pyramid has a hashi puzzle to solve in EIGHT MINUTES....which i dont even know what the fuck that is sorry to this hashi man i gave a good effort but didnt get it in time, so im gonna try again tomorrow of course but im sure someone who isnt a dumbass had better luck than me and got it so thats that on that ....also gorl some of these people aka kendall really got the audacity, she messages me today and is like IS JAKEY COMING TO YOU SAYING STUFF ABOUT ME TRYING TO PIT US AGAINST EACH OTHER oh gorl, if only you knew its ME going to jakey saying shit about YOU trying to get him against YOU, because your first mistake was trying to prepare an alliance to vote me out, your second mistake was running around telling everyone i have an idol, and your third mistake was making an enemy of jakey, now there's this angry jakey on the loose and im gonna just try to work my magic to tame him and keep him like a pet dragon on my side to get them out and then deal with whether i think ill be able to trust him going foward, but again, i know i voted him out last game so i cant rule out him trying to target me already, especially if somehow worst case scenerio people try to pick us off first for knowing each other also had a call with augusto which was.... interesting, look, i genuinely like him as a person even though i still feel some type of way about him turning fake on me, so i definitely want to maintain a friendship with him even if it's hard for me to just stomach talking to him because of how stupid he must think i am, keep your friends close but your frenemys closer!! then i just had a call with devon too which was also interesting because, i do like him as a person, but idk how to feel about it!!! after all of them lying to me in the beginning im already feeling PTSD and dont know if i can trust anyone, but he gave me some valuable information even more so just reaffirming them all thinking i have the idol which i know is a crock of bs because DAMMIT IVE TRIED I JUST DONT HAVE IT. I know amir has it, it's so obvious to me, maybe augusto?? but i think amir. apparently devon also just kinda said he think he could see the first vote coming down to me or jakey or even him which.......makes me really nervous, i wasnt planning on fighting for immunity at the auction i wouldve rather had an advantage of some sort, but i think with this cast, and the amount of intertwined relationships going into this first tribal, i want that immunity necklace and im gonna do my damndest to get it OKAYYY this game is going to drive me insane, i feel like ive been running my mouth TOO much and talking to too many people and am gonna get voted out for it but i also simultaneously feel like i havent talked to people no where near enough and, am gonna be voted out for it so ???buckle the fuck up ladies we've officially boarded the confusion express so im just gonna try and sit back and enjoy the ride ig

Welp we are on the bottom... shit. I'm going to be honest, this week has not been great for me. Like my real life is slowly going to shit and now my fake life has been screwed. Thanks Jakey... you dick. All is not lost, because out there in the distance is the iconic duo of Jordan Pines and Kendall Duffy AKA Sarah and Woo. You know, Sarah and Woo. That iconic duo in Cagayan. Remember that one time Sarah walked up to Woo and said "Sup I'm Sarah," and he nodded and said "Woo". And that other time they were sitting on the same log laughing at something Tony said? That is stuff of legends man. Okay so genuinely Jordan meant to say Tony and Woo but he accidentally said Sarah and Woo and now this is our legacy. The plan is to play it both ways. As this isn't going to be a simple Pangonging. Obviously a beauty is going to leave but before we all go, they are going to try to get rid of some of the brawns. The goal is that the beauty isn't me and the brawn isn't Jordan. I know you're legally not supposed to trust Jordan Pines but it's never really been the case for me? IDK maybe it's cause he always gets sniped before I betray him. Maybe it's cause the one time he voted me out it was cause I committed suicide by cop. But for the most part he's a realible ally. Also this would be a shitty and stupid lie right? Like he knows I don't have an idol, literally everyone knows that! Trying to get in my good graces is a terrible fucking idea, Jesus. Right now I'm just going to market myself and the others as a free vote. I know it's not realistic to get Augusto and Amir to the finals but it's all I really want. We've been through shit together. I don't want to be put in a position to get them out. I also believe that either Jakey and Ali has the idol. So this round I'm going to flush it. I'm not going to be able to get him out, I just need him to believe he's going to be voted out. He's a very paranoid individual, it shouldn't be too difficult.... I am not going home tonight. I refuse to. 

okay so i haven't done a good typed confessional in a WHILE and i have thoughts. so i'm basically really frustrated with a lot of this tribe and i don't know how to vocalise it. but first the positives.. the fact that i have an alliance of me/autumn/jake brings me such a rush of seretonin, i love them both and i will fight my hardest to get the three of us to the endgame of this game. i think rn my goal final five is me/jake/autumn/adam/devon, adam because i dont think he is playing this game as well as he necessarily thinks he is, but i also think we have trust and he is someone who is scoop-up-able? and then devon i get good energy from him and his straightforward energy i'd like to see in the endgame. the rest however.... whew. well actually Liam is fine, he is sweet and doing his best. of the rest tho... hmm. kendall's energy doesn't quite land with me, her dry sense of humour doesn't really work with me ha so i feel like we are gonna struggle to gel as allies (especially since we are either side of the weird brawn/beauty divide). augusto is very chatty but its a lot of chatting for... the sake of it, like his social game is to just overwhelm you with lots of messages but its nothing of substance. amir i actually like!! he has me-energy, i would actually like him to stick around (he is a good shield too). duncan i am still sus about from premerge, but i'd love to mend that bond because i might need duncan?! tj and jordan both give snake energy... tj is suddenly back to being non-commital with me and it frustrates me, i wish he would like... talk to me KJLSADF. jordan is the same i always get weird energy from him and he was in that weird alliance during the swap and didn't tell me... feel a f10 boot for jordan ideally. honestly its just frustrating i feel like everyone on this tribe is so cagey and like just thinks talking a lot is social game?! and its... not. but yeah ideally first four merge boots: kendall, augusto, tj & jordan (tho the last two is open to consideration if they stop being shady to me KJSDFA).

I just got immunity in the auction and I feel like I wasted a chance to get some long term for my game. Because I wasn't going anywhere this round (I don't think), but like at least it prevented some other people from getting it which allows me some room to make a couple moves without too many repercussions. In terms of social standing, I truly think I have put myself in a good spot. Jakey and Jordan have both said they want me to be their number ones; Devon also has said the same and has told me that he holds the Double Vote. I know that Autumn and Duncan are both willing to work with me in our alliance with Jordan. Liam and I have bonded quite a bit. And I get good vibes from Augusto, Kendall, and Adam. So the big question now is, my target at the moment is Amir... how do I get him out? I need to break up Amir, Augusto, and Kendall so that I have a better chance of working with Augusto specifically down the line and hopefully Kendall as well. I have a feeling that Adam will push for one of the trio and the trio will push for Adam or Jakey, which should give me plenty of ammo to try and make that move. Correction to my last confessional... the trio can't target Jakey because he's immune. Suck it!

i really... really just got my second idol huh... i cant believe it. i bodied that idol hunt, i sat their trying like six hundred combos for the morse code, got that demonic tile and did that evil hashi puzzle... im so happy hehe okay so ignore my super jaded confessional from yesterday im back in again akdjfsaf im literally on a reign of terror doing harsh confessionals then apologising but askdjfafa we move. so yesterday was a real busy day, we had the auction, i called lots of people and... i got myself a little bit of bling. with the auction first, it was really interesting. i misunderstood the "idol block" so i snatched it up, but then it just blocks hunting for the idol versus playing one, but for my mental health am glad i have that. i also got the vote revealer, which was like a mid-tier thing that im happy to have just got a second thing tbh. then i had like six hundred calls kaljsdfas. i called with devon first, he is really sweet and we had a great talk tbh? i really like him and hope we stick together. i did then go on to have very similar conversations to the one i had with him, with augusto and amir, but i felt best about the conversation me and devon had tbh. augusto is sweet, and very social. like i'd prefer to vote him to kendall, but i like him ha and feel like we have a bond now. i think i could be a good number moving forwards (i wouldn't want him gone 11th/10th). amir is also very nice, we are calling tomorrow, and i just dont think targetting amir is in my best interest rn? like what's the end goal in doing that. so then right now. i think i want the merge vote to be kendall? i feel like if we let that trio slide, its scary, and i have a closer connection to amir and augusto of the three. i think then the brawn tribe can turn inwards, but im eager to push the brawn tribe like "implosion" until after that trio is taken apart (to the style of splitting up alex c/jones/mo from montenegro) also otherwise i got an IDOLLL, or rather my second hehe. i put in a LOT of work to get it, i translated morse code, i did a demonic hashi puzzle, i got the 2048 tile. i earned this idol and im very proud. now i have two idols so have such wiggle room. and i'm building bonds across the tribe... im not saying im set, but... im covered for the time being

okay so im a clown and got frustrated with jordan for telling jake he was hesitant to keep me in... jordan just told me he has been downplaying our connection to people like jake KJLSDAFA so i fully just bought into nothing.

i am starting to feel my standing in the game rise, like im building bonds... everywhere. like im starting to become set to go the distance because i have lots of lowkey social bonds and because im not overtly super strategic i dont think i seem as threatening.

okay so ideal merge bootlist: f4: me/autumn/jake/devon, adam (5th), liam/jordan (6th/7th), amir (8th), duncan (9th), augusto (10th), tj (11th), kendall (12th) and then at the moment the order i would vote for people as a juror (bringing this back from montenegro): jake > autumn > amir > jordan > duncan(?) > devon > augusto > adam > tj > kendall > liam because i think jake has already idoled someone, and to make it to f3 after that is super impressive. autumn is a queen, has real strategic savvy and will have made moves to get to the end. amir is very much like autumn and him making it to the end. jordan is an amazing player and tbh deserves a win. duncan is really in game-mode and id love to see him in FTC (what a role reversal), devon has a real rootable underdog story, augusto is a social king, adam needs to pick it up beyond just targetting beauties to get my vote. tj/kendall are question marks for me, and then liam i LOVE but he doesn't necessarily 100% want to be here so i would be tentative to vote him. but its crazy because i think: jake/autumn/devon/adam/liam/jordan/amir/duncan... all trust me to some extent that's... such a large portion of the tribe. so i need to be careful im not scorning people too much, but this is a real work-able situation i think ahh

Interesting development that both Kendall and Amir want/wanted to call and talk to me. I just finished talking to Kendall (she is so sweet, I enjoy talking to her!) and I definitely see an avenue where we work together, but I am concerned that there does seem to be a guard up, which I totally understand given that we haven't been on a tribe together. We both kind of mentioned that Liam has been flirting with the idea of asking to be voted out which gave me an avenue to not say that the name I would throw out is Amir. I do hope that Liam isn't adamant about going because I truly do care for him and want him to stay in this game. I picked up a great ally in him after the initial Brawn vote and losing him now won't be fun. It does dispel this Brawn alliance people probably expect to be happening, but am I at ease with Liam going to facilitate that? But if that happens, that delays the fight between Adam/Jakey against the trio of Augusto/Amir/Kendall, which in fact would be good for me as it allows me to slide by for another week... ugh, decisions decisions. Why do I feel like this first vote could determine the rest of my game?

So Liam still wants to be in the game, which is good. I can easily work with that. Yes, I feel awful telling Kendall I thought the vote would be Liam, but now that he seems to want to be in the game, I think I can work with Liam possibly staying. I still have to wait it out and listen to what some others think, but I may be back on the board of going for one of the trio. I know Jakey wants to do Kendall, but I don't want her to go just yet. Eventually, yeah probably, but I do want her here.

Whew merge merge merge. Tonight is the first night to play my legacy advantage, i could block a vote but honestly im probably not going to. Id be pretty caught off guard if i was the target tonight and I think id rather let it fester to an idol, whether for me or someone else later tha depends on my game play. Last night was the auction and boy did jordan win big, i got a whole vote steal that im pretty sure no one knows about. I created a believable (i think) lie about what i bid on and spread and thankfully adam came out the gate with a super fact checkable lie about the auction so i think most of the heats on him. For the vote it could be a beauty butpart of me really sees liam going home just cause people are so scared of how many brawn are in the game, and like thats fine i can deal with that. I am slowly building my relationships to the point where i can get the ball rolling enough to do some damage. Ive been biding my time in the shadows for most of this game, but Jordan Pines is about to rise!

this round is what we call a mixed bag like the auction? hated that girl. I saved my money and all I got was a drawing like sis this is the Survivor Auction not an actual auction ;-; but other than that, I’ve felt really good about how I’ve been playing? Like always, I’m trying to be the Belle of the Ball and have everyone want me as a date yknow? Currently, I have my main allies (Amir, Kendall, Devon) but others (Autumn, Duncan, Ali, Jordan, Jakey) have expressed that they want to work with me which is cute! I don’t know who to trust tho ngl but yay? My main priority is getting my footing in the game this first round and hopefully getting out a Brawn. The main two I want gone from the Brawns are Liam M and Jordan Pines. Liam M is the easier sell and I don’t mind that, Jordan Pines is someone I want gone soon though. I also want Adam gone if at all possible sometime soon but we shall see! 

i take it back jordan and duncan can go again...? literally like both of them preach up and down that we are gonna work together, then pull shady stuff like saying me and adam are a duo in their alliance chat of gremlins with love of my life autumn and professional robot tj?! literally just because y'all linked up at swap and think you are gods gift to alliances doesnt mean me and adam are a duo? i just talk to him and actually give him a chance in this game unlike like... 99% of this cast. now i cant really defend adam at all or people are gonna try and snap my neck? which sucks... adam was in my endgame but because i see him having a losing finalist arc versus me being a duo with him. so that sucks but well. it just reconfirms to me that i have to trust autumn. which is not hard because i literally love her sm and i want to see thrive in this season. so i am praying it works out. this cast continues to prove that being a muppet is a contagious disease.

im absolutely LIVID right now.... i dont even know where to begin ?? let's start with this: are we playing SURVIVOR or are we playing america's next top CLOWN?? because based on how silly all these people are it doesnt seem like survivor. this is my 3rd time playing this game, and never once have i ever made it to a merge where .... every single person wants to just settle on one name since they're the "easy" vote.... and yet that's all im being told with people wanting to vote liam?? at this point i hope the plan is to vote ME out and everyone is just telling me liam because i dont want to play the game with a bunch of feeble minded school of fish who have no backbone. first of all everyone has wanted to do nothing but play that ANNOYING ass "ooh its been quiet i havent heard a name yet" game for the entire day. We're 3 hours before tribal and all the sudden everyone wants to sing kumbaya and vote for liam??? because he's not around, which guess what it does make him an easy vote but....this is survivor why would you EVER vote that person off in the merge right away, he can literally go next or any other time. I refuse to sit back and just conform to it, ill probably end up having to, but im gonna try to push what to ME makes the most sense, not only for myself but for everyone... to get one of those 3 false beautys out. I've been going to a lot of people and basically saying "Let me break it down for you: one of them 150% has the idol??? and thanks to the suvivor auction, and based on what ive gathered from people they probably have advantages too.....why waste this vote being "easy" because then next round....they're gonna know it'll be one of them and so......they're gonna play all their shit and take someone out, and i absolutely reserve the right to laugh at whoever it is because theyre an idiot and didnt want to wake up and play the game (unless it's me of course oop) I've approached, jakey, autumn, duncan, jordan, ali, devon, tj, pretty much ANYONE who has a brain to just state the obvious.....its stupid getting liam out. literally the stupidest and quite frankly downright embarrassing move to make for a group of players of this caliber. and you know what responses ive gotten? "oh its too soon to rock the boat" "we have to get one of those brawns out" "yeah we just have to go with the brains on this one" ??? too soon??? at merge??????? to play the game of survivor??????????? at this point im about to try and just tell liam with the very slim chance that he has an idol and can use it on himself because how am i supposed to try and play the game of survivor with people who dont want to play its frustrating. **update as i was writing this i just had a call with jordan pines, im not as mad anymore after smoking weed with him for like 20 minutes ahfdd but its BORING LIKE WAKE UP PEARL LETS PLAY SURVIVOR...i probably made a big mistake pushing those 3 to as many people as i just did but whatever hopefully it at least planted seeds with people and people actually try and approach me in the future rounds with that idea again in other news, the auction happened and i got the power to go to the prejuror island and plead my case with them regarding this next vote, no one was even there so that was lovely i felt like i was talking to myself so nothing new there, i peeped connor was online but didnt have anything to say when i showed up, much like how he never had anything good to say in the game and that's why he was voted out, but ANYWAY. im pissed i made a case to them to vote for amir and now no one will even make the move with me. I also bought a challenge advantage which i wanted MOSTLY so i could just tell people thats what i got from it because to me i suck at challenges anyway, so it shouldnt paint as much of a target on my back and i want people to know i dont have one of those really scary ones (and i also want to keep making people think amir or kendall has something good), but ali did confide in me he has the vote reveal which made me trust him a lot more, and i dont plan on revealing to anyone what he told me so anywho, tribal is NOT gonna go my way tonight, i tried to make a move but liam is unfortunately completely unsaveable because he's not around even though i do like talking to him personally, i opened the door to people and it just got slammed in my face but in this game you have to learn when to drop it so im hoping i dropped it fast enough to not be a future target because people could still very well vote me out next because they'd be taking out the only real beauty left!

tj, jordan and duncan are all going home as soon as possible. they really think they are slick and they are not. they think they can badmouth me, my game and my position and it wont get back to me. there is a word for it and it is clownery. one of them is going to get to stepping really soon. maybe jordan.

also i cant be too mad at liam because im voting him but i wish it wasnt like this. well. what can you do. if he plays an idol im playing mine.

Now that we're told the right day... Well, it looks like most people are back on the Liam Train, and damn I really don't want this move to be made. Like, yes, it will set me up well moving forward: less "Brawn Alliance" hype, more battles between Adam/Ali vs. Beauty Babes, and a decent amount of social mobility for me. But this just feels like a giant waste and I don't know how to stop this at this rate.

First of all: YAASSSSSSSS WE LOVE MAKING THE MERGE!!!! I’ve gotten over my Scott grief and actually am pretty content with him out of the game since he was a big contender to win it all. The time I’ve been able to spend talking to people has been amazing and I feel like I genuinely have a good relationship with everyone on the tribe besides Liam, which is why I’m happy to see him go. He’s a really nice guy but he’s not adding anything to my game. I expect the vote to go 11-1-1 tonight. I could always get idoled out or blindsided and that would suck but you try your best and do what you can! I think I have EXCELLENT relationships with Amir, Jordan and Autumn and that’s like the kingpins of each group so if someone comes after me hopefully I’ll hear about it one way or another. I need to get my head out of Amir’s ass though, I’m most excited to play with him and we called for literally 2 hours and 50 minutes yesterday. I’ve always thought he was cute and intelligent from when I was in the community before and I fangirled getting to play with him. I like to think I’m in a good position in this game so far, we’ll see as the game progresses. One last thing? ADAM!? SIS?!?! EVERYONE IS AWARE YOU LIED TO THEM! YOUR ASS IS GOING HOME NEXT! PERIODT!! (Hopefully I’ll be here to help vote you out lol

Well, here we are? This is where my game was MADE back in Guyana, however, I clearly don't have a solidified alliance I am willing to take to the end at this stage. We have 5 Brawns, three former winners, a person I voted out in Guyana, two people that voted me out, and a person I tried voting out last round all still in the game. Still, I am going to make the best of it. In the short period of time this game has provided, I have been able to make REALLY solid connections. Not all of them are 100% genuine, but the hope is that they're enough to gain trust and information that I can use to advance my game. 

if i go home tonight im gonna lose my marbles

so basicallyyyy jakey is gathering intel from the other sideand apparently theyre all scared of me, grow up??? im literally harmless wtf

HOHOHOHOOGO WHO WANTS SOME TEA ? SO DUNCAN SPILLED THAT back long ago on original hathor, remember when I was losing my mind thinking aj ratted everything to Adam It was THE TRUTH and I’m glad aj has been dealt with. It’s what he deserves .

adam thinks hes so fucking slick running around telling everyone i gotta go and that i have the idol, and then messaging me in my pms trying to call and have a "tea-spilll uwu" when hes just going to use that against me anywayyyy honey u arent as smart as u think u are, and when the time is right, you're getting crucified ADAM CAME TO ME TO BE LIKE "FUCK JAKEY WON IMMUNITY" and im like "ik :( " and he runs to jakey and goes "THE RATS ARE MAD U WON" mark my words if im leaving this game i will blow him tf up on the way out

these people are all rats ALLIANCE: Threats R Us members: jakey ali autumn Source: jakey ALLIANCE: (name unknown) Members: Autumn Duncan TJ Jordan Source: Autumn so autumn ratted on an alliance to me and not the other, which lets me know that she is far more invested in Ali that she is in Duncan. Working with Duncan is not going to save face with autumn, i have to treat her as a separate entity and work with her genuinely if i want safety from ali, like she sold duncan tj and jordan down a river to me so fast i love her so much, i want to work with her but i have to see how far it goes people i want out : adam tj liam ali jordan but rn ill settle for anyone but me cuz no one is talking to me

devon wanted to talk real quick and tellin me that there was a whole ass plan started by adam to get me out, like say the vote is kendall but actually vote for me, and the plan was entertained by brawn, also i told jakey i have the idol, and jakey told me ali has 2 idols a vote reveal and an idol block

#BackWithVengeance

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Roxanne | 1

SMUT WARNING

It was a normal day for Madison, but her friend Miles had forced her to go out and walk around the city. She would sigh and nod. She wasn't used to being in the city. She used to live in a calm area, next to her elementary school. She stayed there until she was in sixth grade. Everyday when she had left that school, she would have memories about fifth grade. The times where nothing really mattered.        The time where she and her ex were in love.

       Madison looked around the house, wondering why everything was closed. Usually, Maya would have greeted her with Lily. Her bright smile made Madison smile. Amber's face when Madison got home from work. She was in love you can say.        "Maya?" She called out, walking to their bedroom. She heard a symphony of small moans of pleasure from inside the room. Madison's eyes widened and she looked through the crack of the door; it was a bit open.        She felt her heart break as she saw Bella, one of her best friends, having sex with her wife.        Madison dropped her bag and the papers that were in it fell out. Tears formed in her eyes and Lily was covering her ears, face blushing. Poor girl...only a year old. She cleaned up the mess and picked both Lily and her bag up, taking her leave.        She wanted to get away from her. She wanted to get a divorce. Fifteen long years of being together. Fifteen! Maya said she loved her to death, but now Madison knows she was lying.  

 Daveed messed with his hair, trying to fix it so he didn't seem messy. He had to get ready for work. Soon he would be leaving to get a cup of coffee then to the theater where he was to perform the musical 'Hamilton' He loved his job, really, but sometimes it would just get tiring. Eight shows a week really took a toll on him. It was horrible. On top of that, he had other things to worry about, too.        He shook his head and continued to get ready, yawning here and there.        He slipped on his shoes, grabbed his bag, and headed straight to the car.

       Madison blinked at the man who was staring at her. Could it be? No, no...it cant be him...She knew who the man was: Daveed, her current obsession. Blush formed on her cheeks and she shook her head, ordering an ice coffee.        She looked back at the curly haired man. He was smirking. Madison quickly walked to a seat and sat down, taking out her phone. Heart beating fast, she kept looking at Daveed from her phone. Up and down, up and down.        She took a deep breath and forced a smile.

       Daveed couldn't believe his eyes when he saw a beautiful young lady sitting alone at a table. She was about his age, maybe a bit younger, but that didn't stop him from going to talk to her. He put on a smirk and walked towards her. He leaned onto the table as she looked at him with wide eyes. Her mouth hung open slightly as words struggled to come out of her mouth. She started to shake and she looked around nervously.        This made his confidence go up. "Hello, Darling." he said to her as she finally looked back at him. "What's your name?"        Her face became more bright red and she kept on stuttering. "I-I'm M-Madison. You can c-call me Ma-Maddie.." she blushed even deeper and smiled brightly at him. She pushed her glasses up and sniffed.        He chuckled  and he blinked at her. "It seems as you already know me," He nods. "I'm Daveed." She nod as he says this, and puts her phone back into her pocket.        "Are you coming to see the show tonight?" he asks hopefully. She nods, causing his smile to brighten. "Alright. Here's what I want you to do, if you will: I want you to stay after the show with me."        She gasps slightly and she nods. Maddie bites her lip as he laughs softly. "Great. I'll see you around 8, Darling"

       Did that just really happen?! Maddie thought, watching the man turn on his heel and walk away. She gulps and smiles softly. My crush....my celebrity crush, wants me!? Is this a dream?! She rubs her eyes and shake her head. "No," Maddie whispers. "Its reality."

       She shakes as the musical starts. It was her dream to see the show. She's inspired by everything Lin has done. That's one of the reasons why she wanted to see it. The second is...well...she just loves the songs! Madison looks up at Daveed as his hair is in a beautiful bun. She can feel her face going red and Miles nudges her with his elbow. He smirks. She blushes even more and she slaps his arm. Daveed manages to wink at her and she moves uncomfortably in her seat.        As What'd I Miss starts, Maddie smiles at Daveed. He smiles back and she laugh quietly. "I wanna give you a kiss." He blows the kiss towards her and she blushes deeply. Almost everyone in the audience 'oos'. Miles oo's the loudest and Maddie's face goes a deeper shade of red. Daveed blushes lightly and smirks as the rest of the song goes by.        Maddie laughed in the Reynolds Pamphlet as Daveed forgot to move and was greeted by Anthony going under his legs to get through. She put a hand over her mouth and bites her lip. Miles laughs too and shakes his head. It is awkward to say this, but, damn...look at them legs that they have. Miles raises an eyebrow at her and she shakes her head. Miles shrugs and watched the show.        She sat emotionless during the sad parts, but kind of laughed at the funny parts. She yawns as the show ends and remembers what Daveed said to her early in the morning. I want you to stay after the show with me, he had said. She blushed at this and got up as a person took her to Daveed's room.        Daveed's face lit up as he saw her. He cleared his throat and nodded at the other man. He closed the door and looks down at her. Giving her a quick kiss on the forehead he said he needed to get out of his sweaty costume. She nodded and awkwardly sat down on the couch, looking around his place.        This is nothing like what I have in Heathers, she yawned and stretched. Daveed smiles softly at her tired form and she smiles back at him. He gets fully dressed and he sits down next to her, murmuring stuff about how the musical sucks , but is fun to be in. She shakes her head and says, "That can't be true!"        "Oh...but it is!" he smirks and leans back into the small couch. Maddie stares at Daveed and blushes lightly. "Hey..er...I kinda know you were expecting this , but..er...do you wanna go out?" he chuckles nervously as it takes her a long time to reply.        She blushes lightly. "Yeah. Sure." she clears her throat and hums a tune from Heathers. She kicks her feet and Daveed smiles widely. He puts an arm around her and pulls her closer to him. Her face is now fully red as she tries to stay calm. She can't. Her face is flushing, her head is reeling, and her pulse is rushing. She looks over at Daveed and smiles softly at him. He smiles back.        Um, Sir...I was actually /not/ expecting that....thank you very much,  that's what she wanted to say , but she kept her big mouth shut.        Miles is texting her. Where you at? -with Daveed- OHOHOHO! things getting spicy? - I wouldn't have texted you back if things were :/- whats happening? -nothing really.-        "Who you texting?" he frowns and takes one of her hands in his and then smiles again. Maddie looks at him.        "Just a friend." She yawns and he nods. She leans onto him and he chuckles. He raises an eyebrow.        "Getting comfortable already?" he asks and she blushes. She yawns again and nods.        She never thought this would actually happen to her.

Daveed and Maddie held hands while walking through the park. Earlier, Lin came into the room to tease Daveed and telling him to wear protection. It made her face flush a deep shade of red and Lin just simply laughed.

       "Yo, Diggs. Use protection," he winks as Daveed groans and rolls his eyes. Maddie's face flushes red and she buries her face in her hands to hide the blush. Lin laughs at this and stands up a bit straighter. "I should really go-"        "Yeah. You should," Daveed squints at Lin and frowns, his face a light shade of red. "Shoo."        Lin laughs and nodded, spinning on his heel and walking down the hall. "Don't forget! Use protection!" he called to them and she groaned. Daveed simply chuckled at her actions.

       She hummed and swung their hands, looking at the beauty of nature. She awed at the sight of the sun setting. The sky was beautiful shades of orange, yellow, and red. The red looked like a line of blood trailing through the sky. The orange had pink tinted to it, which made it look even more beautiful. All the colors mixed together made it seem like a blaze of fire on top of everyone. The red has gone thicker, and now looked like a person has spilled too much blood across the sky. This sight reminded her of an artist's painting.        Daveed looked up at the sky and his eyes had a beautiful reflection of the burst ofcolors.  He got closer to Maddie and smiled widely, looking down at her. She blinked up at him and sighs.        "Its getting late," he pointed out as the sky became darker. "We should really be heading home." He yawned and kisses her cheek. She blushes deeply and nods. She shakes a bit and looks up at the night. She could barely see anything. The moon shone high above the two, bringing down its light on the both of them. She sighs.        "Do you want to go home or with me?" he asks suddenly as they reach his car. She blushes at the thought of her going home with him. She nods.        "I-I'll stay with you for the n-night.." she sputters and he chuckles, opening the car door. She goes inside and he closes the door, quickly walking to his side. He opens the door, closes it, and buckles himself in. He smiles at her as she does the same, buckling in. He grabs her hand and smiles.

       SMUT STARTS HERE-        She kisses him deeply and he groans, putting a hand on her back. He kisses her back with the same force, pushing her to the bed. He starts taking off her shirt and she sighs. He smirks at this and kisses her neck as he finally gets the shirt off. Throwing it on the floor, he bites and sucks on Maddie's neck and she leans her head backwards. She shuts her eyes, putting a hand on the back on his neck.        The bra comes off next. He smirks and massages them ;)) breasts. She moans softly as he starts to lick 'em. He trails kisses down her stomach to the middle of her legs. He rips off the pants with a swift movement and throws them to join her shirt and bra. She looks down at him and bites her lip as he pulls down her panties with his teeth.        He looks up at her then down as he smirks. He grabs her hips and immediately attacks her wet pussy, his tongue already thrusting in and out as his fingers went to her clit to rub it. Maddie's moans filled the room as she leaned her head back, bucking her hips up. Daveed pushed them down with one hand and smirked, continuously rubbing hard on her clitoris. "F-Fuck..a-ahh~" she moaned out as she was already close to cumming.        "Cum for me, Maddie." he groaned out, and she complied. He pulled away a bit before going back in to lick the cum off her vagina. She gripped his hair as he did so. He wiped his mouth and smirked at the state Maddie was in. She took a deep breath before getting up and taking off the shirt he was wearing. Her hands went to his abs and Daveed had sat up straighter on his knees.        She quickly took off his paints and boxers to see his big cock right in front her. She widens her eyes and Daveed looks down at her, raising an eyebrow. She shakes her head and grabs his hard cock, putting it in her mouth. He groaned loudly and puts a hand in her hair, pulling lightly. She smirks, her hand rubbing where her mouth couldn't reach, totally...She deep throats him and he continues to tug on her hair tightly. She gags slightly as he finally cums inside her mouth.  She swallows the white sticky liquid and Daveed pulls her up, licking a stripe of his own cum off the side of her mouth. (not going any farther)

       Daveed fell on top of her and rolled over. He looked down at Maddie, taking deep breaths. Maddie was panting and she leaned in and whispered an, "I love you," before finally going to sleep. Daveed soon drifted off next to her after he caught his breath.        The next morning Maddie woke up first, staring at Daveed as the sunlight traveled over his beautiful body. She gasped slightly and moved around, admiring how handsome he is. He is adorable when he sleeps. Noticing some scratch marks on his body, she blushed.        Daveed blinked open his eyes and yawned, pulling the covers over the both of them. She yawns as well and puts an arm around him. He smiles softly and kisses her lips. "Mornin'," he greets, voice deep ans hoarse. She blushed. "How are you feeling?"        "I'm okay," she answers, voice cracking slightly and lips pulling into a smile due to the sweet question. He lifts a hand and runs it through her hair, humming softly.        "Did I hurt you at all? Is your throat sore?" he questions as he places gentle kisses to her hickey covered neck. She finds herself becoming more flustered and shakes her head. "Doesn't sound like it. Did I make you scream too loud?" He smirks and rests a hand on her hip.        "N-No," she replies, clearing her throat afterwards and wincing. He pecks her cheek quickly.        "I'll be right back," he informs as he rolls out of bed, sheets falling off of him. She blushed as she watched him walk out of the room. He returned a few minutes later with a mug. He set it down on the table next to the side of the bed she was on. "It's honey tea," he informs. "I drink it whenever I strain my vocal chords at work."        She softly thanks him and sits up as he sits on the bed next to her. Unlike Daveed, Maddie pulls the sheets up with her to keep herself covered.        She takes a small sip and smiles. Daveed smiles back and sits down next to her. How did I get so lucky?

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