#I was not having a great day but now I am officially the happiest person on earth

[yujo-nishimura]

Impel Down Chaos - Head Canon

Okay, I did it. And I am sooooo enjoying writing this - a deeply in love Y/n and a very clueless Captain Buggy - I want to write this head canon as funny and as chaotic as it can get.

Warning: Buggy x fem reader, SFW for now and a lot of goof, English is not my native language

You had always considered yourself an incredibly fortunate girl, but today marked a great departure from that belief. Seated on a chilly stone bench, dressed in your new black and white striped outfit, your wrists bound tightly by handcuffs behind unyielding iron bars, you found yourself confined within Impel Down—the world's most renowned and impregnable prison. Maybe you were actually lucky to finally see this infamous building from the inside - but it would have been a more pleasant experience if you had been a mere visitor and not a criminal. 

Earlier, you had been leisurely strolling through town, intending to gather supplies for the ship. You were not aware that fate led you down a path that crossed with the only street where numerous Navy officials had assembled. They were busy examining updated wanted posters, one of them including to be yours with a very new, very beautiful picture of yourself. Lost in a daydream about your flashy captain, you accidently walked straight into their midst, surprising both them and yourself. In that moment, you never suspected the dangerous trap into which your steps had unwittingly led you.

The sheer number of fifteen Navy officials proved overwhelming, leaving you helpless and unable to defend yourself. Before you could even entertain second thoughts about venturing alone from the safety of your ship, you found your hands restrained by handcuffs, a gag stifling your voice, and were forcefully carried aboard the Navy vessel.

You let out a heavy sigh as you gazed down at the shackles that bound your wrists now. The mere act of being brought into this prison had already instilled in you a profound fear, heightened further by the piercing screams of tortured prisoners that vibrated through the air. 

Seated within the confines of a cramped cell on Level 1, you found yourself surrounded by fellow male inmates, their eyes gleaming with an unsettling desire. Upon your arrival, the navy officials had instructed you to wait until they could locate a female guard to escort you to the women's prison. However, what seemed like a mere half-hour had stretched into an eternity, leaving you still perched upon the cold bench. You could feel the weight of the gazes from approximately ten men fixated upon you, their eyes undressing you in an unholy manner, while whispering to each other about your arrival.

You did not know how long these pirates had been imprisoned for, but it was evident that they had not known the comforts of a bath or the company of a woman for an extended period of time. 

You thought of your crew and your captain - would they know about what had happened to you? Would they come and rescue you? You thought of Cabaji and Mohji, being all eager and motivated to sail to your rescue. However, you couldn't help but acknowledge their inherent cowardice, knowing that once they discovered the location of your captivity, their bravery might just disappear and they would dig you a grave with some withering flowers on a random island. But your Captain, would he come to rescue you? There was no other person on the Grand Line you admired more than Buggy the Clown, but you were not sure if he felt the same for you. You had done everything to get his attention until he finally agreed on letting you join his crew. Since that day you felt you were the happiest girl on the whole wide ocean, having already found your personal One Piece in form of a goofy, selfish and always angry clown. 

Yet, deep down, a nagging doubt crept into your thoughts. You couldn't shake the feeling that the Buggy Pirates would not come to your aid. Their ship lacked the capability to navigate the treacherous calm belt, and their crew, while being motivated and loyal, wasn't known for their exceptional strength. Breaking into the formidable fortress of a prison seemed far beyond their capabilities.

You let out another sigh, accidentally drawing the attention of the men surrounding you once again. One of them, with teeth nearly as dark as obsidian, attempted a smile as he addressed you. "You seem down, Missy. How about we liven things up a bit, eh?" His words were promptly echoed by another man, sporting an overgrown blonde mohawk. He exuded an air of danger, matched only by the apparent lack of intelligence on his face. "Yeah, why not have some fun together before you have to bid us farewell?"

You gulped, fear pressing on your lungs and your heart, rendering you unable to speak. The two guys now walked slowly towards you, laughing in anticipation, knowing you had no chance against them without a weapon and without backup. 

Just as one of the men stood before you, his hand reaching out to touch your arm, a scream of terror escaped your lips. In a twist of fate, the cell door swung open in the same moment, and another prisoner was forcefully thrown inside, drawing the attention away from you, if only for a brief moment.

“You damn bastards, that is not how you treat a renowned pirate captain!”, a familiar voice echoed through the cell, making you immediately getting up from your seat. Dressed in the same prisoner's clothes as you, his long blue hair pulled back in a ponytail, the familiar red nose shining in the darkness of the cell, sitting on his bum was your captain - Buggy the clown!

"Captain!" you exclaimed, leaping towards him in sheer delight, only to restrain yourself at the last moment, suppressing the overwhelming urge to envelop him in a tight passionate hug.

"Y/n!" he responded, clearly taken aback by your presence. Rising to his feet, it dawned on him that he still had at least one loyal crew member left to give orders to. "You've come to rescue me, right?" you pleaded, clasping your hands together, tears welling up in your eyes as you regarded your clown captain as if he were the second coming of Jesus on an Easter holiday. For a brief moment, he appeared dumbfounded, but then he burst into laughter. "Yes, my dear Y/n! It was all part of my grand plan to willingly get captured, brought here, and locked up, all in order to uncover a means of escape for the both of us. I never, ever just got caught by the marines and tossed in here because I happened to take a wrong turn in town. That would never happen to the great Buggy the Clown!"

"I knew it!" you exclaimed, unable to contain your joy, as you almost broke into a spontaneous dance around Buggy. However, the gravity of your current situation quickly brought you back to reality, and you leaned in closer to whisper in his ear, "They're planning to transfer me out of here soon, on account of being a woman, and these guys around us have already started making unwanted advances..."

Buggy stared back at you, his face etched with a perplexed expression, seemingly unable to grasp the severity of the situation and what you meant. 

"Don't worry, Y/n," he reassured you, a hint of cluelessness in his voice. "In prison, we're all treated equally... equally poorly, that is! The Navy's idea of justice seems to involve tormenting everyone indiscriminately."

"But Buggy...!" you exclaimed, desperately gesturing towards your chest and hips, hoping to draw his attention to your unmistakable feminine features. "I can't be treated the same as these... men!"

Buggy glanced at your attire, seemingly misinterpreting your concerns. "Ah, your clothes! Fear not, we shall retrieve them! Just like they've taken mine and my precious hat, robbing me of everything important to me. But don't you worry, Y/n, that doesn't change the fact that I am still your captain!"

"Are you two finished with your chit-chat?" interjected the persistent man from earlier, intruding once more and extending his arm, evidently trying to resume his unwelcome advances.

"We are most certainly not finished!" your captain interjected, swiftly coming to your rescue by forcefully pulling you away from the persistent individual, yet again misreading the situation. 

"How dare you attempt to take away my one and only loyal crew member! Y/n will come up with a brilliant plan to free us from this wretched place!" Buggy declared with unwavering confidence. 

"Me?" you exclaimed, caught off guard by his declaration, yet simultaneously feeling a delightful warmth spread through you from Buggy's firm touch. 

The situation was undeniably bleak, yet in the midst of it all, you couldn't help but be captivated by the sheer handsomeness of your captain. As fate would have it, this forced enclosure within the confines of the prison presented an opportunity for you to finally confess your feelings to him. You were never alone on board the ship. Now it was just him, you and some stinky fellow prisoners. This was finally your chance. Your day had come. Now you only needed to convince him of your loyalty, beauty and charm. Maybe after all you were still the lucky girl that you used to be. 

“My plan…!”, you started to say, without even knowing what your plan was. As he nodded in understanding, his magnificent blue locks fell over his strong, broad shoulders. It was a sight you had never seen before, and you silently expressed gratitude to the damn guards of Impel Down for confiscating his hat and bandana, allowing you to witness this mesmerizing sight.

"I'm all ears, Y/n. By the way, did those guards harm you when they dragged you in here? Your nose is bleeding...!" Buggy exclaimed, concern etched across his face.

#one piece #buggytheclown #buggy the clown x reader #one piece buggy #buggy x reader #buggy x you #impel down

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Losing Our Balance

mat barzal x model!fem!reader

a visceral in doses fic… read dangerous before this!!

warnings: angst, arguments, curse words, using someone’s insecurities against them

To say that your first date with mat went incredibly well would be a lie.

A lie that you didn’t even know existed.

The date was good, you both laughed and talked and the night ended well.

It was the days after when everything blew up in your face.

It had now been a full week since you last heard from mat. The last time you had a fight with him, it ended in yelling, tears, and slamming doors.

You weren’t even officially together and you were already having problems.

It all started when you noticed his texts and calls were becoming less frequent after the first date.

You would text him and he’d answer hours later- if he answered at all.

If you called, it was rare that he’d pick up and he wouldn’t call back.

Usually he would be the one to contact you, but you thought his lack of was because of hockey.

You had been digging through your brain to find out what went wrong on the date, but you came up empty each time.

It was 3 days after the date that you had enough of him avoiding you.

If he truly just didn’t like you and not want to continue dating, all he had to do was say so and not ignore you.

You were surprised to hear his voice through your phone, you really didn’t expect him to pick up.

“Yes?” Mat breaks the silence.

“Can you come over? It’s really important,” you ask him.

“I guess. I’ll be there in 15 minutes,” he answers with no emotion behind his words.

“Great,” you say before quickly hanging up, not wanting him to back out.

You only had 10 minutes to prepare how you wanted to say what you needed to say.

He was there quicker than 15 minutes.

You were so nervous.

You let his knock fade out, wanting to let him linger in his thoughts outside the door before letting him in.

When you open the door, mat is there in his usual islanders hoodie and sweatpants pairing. He doesn’t look the happiest to see you.

“Are you going to let me in?” Mat questions with a bitter tone.

Your eyes widen because you have no idea why he was acting this way with you.

“Are you going to lose the attitude?” You bite back.

“Look, I just want to talk to clear the air. What happened to make you practically hate me?” You add in.

“I don’t hate you,” mat corrects you.

“Then what is going on?”

“I’m trying to get over you,” mat stresses. He’s carding his fingers through his hair with a slight tug when he gets to the ends of the strands.

“What? Why?” You’re completely shocked. You don’t know what is going on.

“Because I really don’t like liking someone who has no interest in me. It’s embarrassing,” mat blurts with a hint of malice and hurt.

“Did something happen that made you think I’m not interested in you? Or did you hit your head after our date?” You couldn’t control the sarcastic comment that flew out your mouth. You were just so bothered at the moment.

“It’s more like what didn’t happen! And I don’t appreciate you mocking me!” Mat’s voice is starting to raise.

“What didn’t happen!? GOD IM SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW,” you yell out.

“I asked you all the questions. I am the one who showed interest in the other person. You did not once ask anything about me. Do you know what that feels like?”

You freeze. You hadn’t even realized that you didn’t ask him anything about himself.

You had to have asked him something.

“That’s not true. I’m sure I asked you something. And if I didn’t, what’s the big deal it was a first date?” Wrong thing to say.

Nice going, y/n.

“God forbid me for wanting my date to put in the same effort I did. I have had girls in my life use me for money and the story always starts the same. Girl wants all the attention, but doesn’t want to give any back,” mat’s face is red and his veins are almost bursting out his skin.

“Are you forgetting that I have my OWN money!? Don’t go acting like a hotshot because I forgot to ask you some questions!”

You are not making this better, but you were just caught so off guard. It’s not an excuse, though.

“Are you hearing yourself? It’s not about you asking me questions. Yes, I was hurt because the night at the pizza place was really me getting to know you, and then our first date was a continuation of that. Yes, I am hurt, but it’s really because I am so into you, and I don’t think I’ve ever clicked with someone so well, so it hurt when I realized you didn’t feel the same,” mat calms down a bit.

You feel like complete and utter shit.

You’ve always had a problem with expressing your feelings, and you were just so excited to have someone like mat show an interest in you. You didn’t realize you neglected him.

Part of you knows that you didn’t ask him anything because you read articles about him. You didn’t want to know if it was the truth so you just avoided it.

Now you see why he probably didn’t want you to look him up.

You need to be honest with him. That’s the only way things can be fixed.

“I’m really sorry, mat. I didn’t realize how bad I hurt you. Truth is, I haven’t had someone show true interest in me in so long, and I was just consumed in the attention you gave me,” you explain.

Mat looks relieved. He is giving you a small smile, that brings out a little of his dimple.

“Why couldn’t you just tell me that? You can tell me anything,” mat sighs out.

“I am now,” you let a small giggle escape from you.

“I didn’t ask you anything on our date because I had looked you up online. I got caught up in what everyone was saying about you that I forgot that what you said about yourself is what really mattered,” you say hurriedly.

The tenseness that had just disappeared finds its way back into the room.

Instead of sporting a relieved smile, mat has a frown on his face. His veins are starting to pop out again.

He opens and closes his mouth. Not able to form any coherent words or thoughts as he doesn’t know how to process what you just told him. 

“Excuse me?! The one thing I asked of you was to not look me up. Not because I wanted to lie to you about anything, but because they give a false narrative most of the time. Do you know how much you just ruined my trust and invaded my privacy?” Mat is starting to raise his voice again. His whole face is red and his eyes are wild in disbelief.

“I know. I’m sorry I did that. My curiosity got the best of me. I didn’t think it was a big deal,” you mutter.

“But it is a big deal. I asked you to respect my privacy this one time,” mat exclaims, his voice is raspy due to the yelling.

“I’m sorry. Please you have to understand that I didn’t mean any harm by it,” you’re trying your hardest to get him to understand but you’re failing big time.

“No. I’m sorry, that I thought I could date someone younger than me- practically still a kid. You don’t think about your actions or how they affect people,” mat spits out.

It’s a low blow.

He used one of your biggest insecurities against you.

 It was one of the things you told him about on your date.

You explained how you were always worried the people you worked with wouldn’t take you seriously because of how young you were.

You stare at him, tears in your eyes, not knowing how to respond.

“Yeah, you’re right. I’m just a kid who doesn’t know what the hell she’s doing, so you need to leave. NOW!” Tears are steadily falling down your cheeks. You’re so embarrassed, you can’t bring yourself to look at him.

Mat doesn’t say a word. You only know he left because of his heavy footsteps sounding further away, and the sound of your door slamming.

You flinch at the slam. It doesn’t take long for the sobs to take over.

Everyday since mat left your apartment, you wish more and more for a second chance.

You completely embarrassed yourself, but also proved yourself right. You weren’t as mature as you thought.

Part of you wishes you never met him. You’d be without the dull ache in your heart.

You want to contact him, but you don’t even know what to say to him.

Maybe a simple apology will be a good start.

“I know you hate me, but I’m truly sorry. I never meant to make you upset, or betray your trust. It might not mean anything to you because we are strangers to each other, but I enjoyed the small amount of time we spent together. And just because I didn’t ask you anything, doesn’t mean I wasn’t listening to what you were saying. I know you like nutella on your bagel, you really like pool, and that tito is one of your closest friends, a brother to you, really.”

You send the message without hesitation.

It’s time for you to start moving on from what could’ve been something beautiful. It kills you that you’ll never know.

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It’s a random tuesday, you’re on your way to get a coffee before you have to head to a morning shoot. You didn’t expect to have a run in with someone, and with mat of all people.

“I’m so sorry,” you apologize before realizing who’s in front of you.

You freeze, captivated by his lovely, hazel eyes. You snap out of it once you realize the current state of your relationship with the man. You mutter another “sorry,” before you’re trying to get away from him and this situation as fast as possible.

“Y/n, wait!” Mat calls out when you’re about a few feet away from him.

You turn around, “you don’t need to say anything. Sorry for running into you. Have a nice day,” you say through clenched teeth.

It hurts to turn away from him, but you know it’s what’s best.

Now you have to spend the rest of the day getting his face out of your head.

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You had just gotten home from an excruciatingly long day.

It was terrible.

You just didn’t have it in you to be the best model you knew you were, so that resulted in some unhappy people.

Luckily you pulled yourself together enough to get some decent photos, but not without a lecture from your agency about professionalism.

Your worst thoughts were roaring in your head.

All you wanted was to shower and cuddle in bed with your cat, Baylor, while watching a horror movie.

So that’s exactly what you do- almost.

As soon as you’re out of the shower and wrapped in a towel, there’s a knock on your door.

You groan at the thought of having to communicate with someone and while in just a towel.

To your surprise, it’s mat waiting for you to open up.

He’s holding a bouquet of orange colored roses, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

“Mat?” You’re so sure you’re imagining him.

“I’m sorry,” he says so sweet so sincere.

You’re melting.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about,” you tell him.

“No, there is. I used an insecurity of yours and that was wrong of me. I was mad at you for being immature when I was the one being immature. And you’re not immature. I am just stupid, and I don’t know how to make it up to you. Seeing you this morning, and you running away, it made me feel even more terrible,” mat explains to you.

“Mat, you’re not stupid. I ran away because I was embarrassed. I’m not mad at you, though,” you respond.

“You should be because I was an ass to you. I can’t excuse my behavior. I need you to forgive me,” he pleads.

“I forgive you as long as you forgive me,” you make a deal.

“You’re forgiven.”

You nod your head in appreciation and as you’re about to say goodbye to him, he continues speaking, “I still like you a lot. I can’t get you off my mind and it’s driving me crazy. I would really like it if we’d continue dating.”

He’s rocking back and forth of the heels of his feet, and his hands are fidgeting with each other. He’s nervous.

“I would really like that,” you say with a bright smile.

You can finally breathe clearly, and let all the weight from you shoulders fall.

Mat steps forward but quickly steps back, scratching the back of his neck; his eyes filled with uncertainty.

He was going to kiss you.

You take charge of this moment and lean up, cupping the back of his neck to bring his lips down on yours.

He wastes no time planting one hand on your hip, and one hand holding your jaw.

It’s warm and soft.

The slight chap of his lips creates a nice tingle against the smooth, buttery feel of your own lips.

A low hum emitted from mat’s mouth has you smiling against his lips.

He pulls away first only because he doesn’t think he’d be able to stop if he continued.

You were addicting.

“Wow,” mat whispers, his lips barely touching your lips.

You shiver, not sure if it’s from the feelings overflowing from your body after that kiss, or if it’s the fact that you’re still in your towel, not completely dry.

It seems like mat realizes at the same time, too. His rough hands rub up and down your arms, trying to provide some kind of warmth.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t even notice that you weren’t dressed,” he apologizes.

“It’s ok. How about I get dressed and we can spend the night on my couch, with me getting to know a lot more about you,” you offer.

His teeth peek out from behind his lips, and you know you got him.

Hook, line, and sinker!

“I’d really like that,” mat leans forward to pull you in a tight hug.

His hands lay against the small of your back, and even though you are wrapped in a towel, the heat radiates straight into your bones.

You lay your head against his firm shoulder, secretly inhaling his scent.

After you got dressed, you and mat indulged yourselves in the classic 21 questions. You also convinced him to do face masks with you. It ended up being so refreshing.

Mat. was refreshing. In every way possible.

a/n: this was my first time writing anything remotely related to angst, so hopefully it wasn’t too terrible. Enjoy this piece!!

#mat barzal #mat barzal fluff #mat barzal blurb #mat barzal imagine #mat barzal fanfiction #mat barzal x reader #mat barzal fic #nhl imagine #nhl fic #new york islanders

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The proposal 💙💛/🧡🖤

It was a pretty long day for titan kuai Liang he had been helping Hatsune , kung lao and Kitana with their powers plus with a baby on the way it was difficult especially when your the other king of the netherrealm with four adopted kids.

Kuai Liang was making his way home with a tired look on his face as he approached his house he saw the lights were on 'hanzo what's he doing back here early?' kuai Liang thought to himself as he entered the room to see Hanzo he was wearing a suit for a reason which confused kuai "happy anniversary kuai!!" Hanzo said to kuai liang with a wide smile "hanzo i didn't know i am-" "i understand love you have been busy now come with me dinner is almost done" hanzo said to kuai liang "you cooked dinner?" Kuai Liang asked shocked hanzo hasashi was a great warrior but he wasn't a good cook.

Hanzo chuckled "i didn't Hatsune offered to cook for me, i tried to tell her I can cook but she didn't listen" Hanzo said to kuai "that's nice of her" kuai Liang said to Hanzo.

Hanzo held Kuai's hand and led him to the dinning room Hanzo opened the door and kuai was amazed to see a romantic candle light dinner "oh hanzo this is beautiful" kuai said to hanzo with tears in his eyes "well you are going to like the next part even more" hanzo said taking Kuai's hand in his.

Kuai Liang looked at Hanzo who bent down on one knee "kuai Liang you have always been the one to help me and save me from the dark times. After harumi and Satoshi died i thought i would never have another person who will love me the same until I met you. When you and I first met in the tournament we hated each other but we got over that hate and worked together. Slowly i started to realise that i had started to fall in love with you seeing you caring for people despite what they had done and caring for me even if i killed your brother" hanzo said kuai had tears in his eyes "hanzo it's not your fault" kuai Liang said putting a hand on his shoulder" Hanzo said to kuai liang.

"i understand but i regret killing him because if i didn't he wouldn't be an annoying pain in our lives" hanzo said to kuai who wanted to argue but let it go remembering the shit they went through "kuai you have always been my lover, my family,my home and now with our baby on the way i want to make this official" Hanzo said he took out a small velvet box he opened the box and it had a rose gold ring with blue diamond in the middle and small silver diamonds on each side.

(this:

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Kuai had tears in his eyes "yes" kuai Liang said nodding in a yes hanzo stood up slipping the ring on his ring finger and kissed kuai Liang who kissed him back "you just made me the happiest man in all of the realms" hanzo mumbled into the kiss kuai blushed "I am glad I make you happy just as you made me" kuai Liang said as they pulled away.

"so Hatsune made Japanese food" Hanzo said to kuai "she makes a mean curry and rice , ramen and dumplings "wonder if she'll give us the recipes" kuai said with a smile "probably won't we can ask kenshi tho" Hanzo said "looks like tomorrow we have some wedding planning to get into" kuai Liang said to hanzo.

#mortal kombat #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #subscorp #fluff #mpreg

[nocaptainonthisship]

twenty questions for fic writers

thanks for the tag @wyrd-syster and @bad-surprise!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

9, as of this moment, but 10 by the end of the week.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Just over 85k which feels both low and absurdly high.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Actively, Rings of Power, though I've also got a Captain Swan one-shot, and dabbled briefly with Reylo.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

(Artanis) -- my beloved. In which Halbrand is an international superstar, and Galadriel is the girl who broke his heart.

To Make A Queen -- the beginning of it all. I wanted to write a one-shot to remove the haladriel brain rot. It became a two-shot. 11 months later, we're here.

it will come back -- my longest complete work to date. I am immeasurably fond of it, and desire never to read another word of it again.

once, i belonged to you(and twice i was free) -- the rapunzel inspired dead-dove. in which galadriel is a princess locked in a tower, and halbrand is her jailor.

A Kingdom They Became -- what started as my own personal breakdown about my chronic pain became possibly the work I am proudest of to date. I am still overwhelmed by the response to this fic.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Eh. I certainly try to. However, my brain does a thing, you see, where 24 hours after I post something to ao3, the door is closed and my brain considers that fic officially DONE. After that point, responding to comments is a much steeper uphill battle. That being said- I do read and savor every single one of them.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Hands down, its It Will Come Back. I had *intended* to write a happy ending, but the closer I got to the end, the more I realized that a happy ending would not have been satisfying. I'm incredibly proud of the ending I wrote, but it definitely hits the angst pretty hard.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Dangerous Creatures -- silly little aussie farm-life fluff. (But its haladriel, so Gal still kills something.)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. I have- up to this point, anyway- been incredibly lucky.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do, but what kind?? Still figuring that one out, so for now I'll say, "Whatever kind I can manage on any given day."

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don't. I might in the future, but I do have a hard time taking crossovers seriously as a reader- I imagine that feeling would be far worse as a writer.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I'm aware of, thank god.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but maybe one day!

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Cowritten- no. I am a beta on a fic (this is not a come-on* in any way shape or form by the lovely @ophidion) which is a process I've more than once compared to being a midwife helping someone bring new life into the world.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

All time fave seems like a great way to get me to change my mind tomorrow(no, I'm not commitment-phobic, you are!) so I'll just say I like pretty, bitey girls and bad men who want to change but don't know how. In any permutation.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Everything that is out there currently, I am confident I will finish. The things I've thus far kept to myself? Only time will tell.

16. What are your writing strengths?

This question feels like a personal attack. Yikes. I think- I hope- the way I write sweeps you up like a raging river, uses rhythm and verbiage to transport the reader entirely into a different world. I'm good at the mechanics behind making you *feel* something, of manipulating an emotion to transport you inside what a character is feeling.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Speed. They say you shouldn't care about your first draft, because you can always fix it later. Well, jokes on them, I NEVER fix it later, so I damn well better do a decent job on my first pass. This makes me slow, and makes the thesaurus app on my phone one of my top used.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I do not do this, other than perhaps a words here or there(and that word is almost always going to be a pet name I make no apologies.) I think it has it's time and place, but it can also pull you out of the story entirely.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Lost (Skate Lives, bby!) beginning wayyy back in the summer of 2005. I was 12, so I thank the gods every days that lost-forum is dead and I never cross posted to ffn. (I also wrote for twilight back in the day, but we don't talk about that.)

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

The A Kingdom, An Empire, A Home series has, I think, my most beautiful writing to date, and despite being incredibly difficult to write(or perhaps because of it) it is also the most satisfying. It is a complex exploration of pain, redemption, and the complicated feelings towards parenthood. If I traveled back in time to just a year ago and showed past!cap that prose, I don't know that she would believe herself capable of it. Turns out she is wrong, and there is only better to come.

tagging: @alicuntismswrites, @lisenberry, @pursuitseternal, @hazelmaines, @mostlydriedmango, @maironite

(I do not know who has already done this, sorry!)

(Also, if you've tagged me in one of these games at any point in the last couple months and I've ignored: I'm sorry, don't hate me. My brain has been a mess, and these sometimes seem intensely overwhelming.)

#tag game #about me #my fic #cap shouts into the void: the void says hey whats your problem??

[minato-division03]

ARB Birthday Special: Reiaki Suzubayashi

～ June 14th ～

“Rock bottom will teach you lessons that mountain tops never will.”

Login lines

“Happy birthday to the kind soul that’s getting stronger every day. Yup! That’s right, it’s my birthday! Yeah, yeah, it’s technically not my birthday anymore, but oh well! It’s my birthday week! I sure hope I have a good one!”

"I am officially one year older! So Happy Birthday to the great person I am becoming! I’ll do my best to enjoy this next year to the fullest and laugh like never before!”

Voice Lines

“I’ve been traveling overseas to work on an upcoming film— I know, on my birthday, but! The staff and even some of the talents surprised me with cake and presents on set! I had some issues bringing all the presents back to Minato, but I’m here now and I’m ready to just kick back and chill. I already have a video edited and ready to be posted, I have no clients for today… time to take it easy with some of my favorite people on the planet!”

“I even checked my P.O box and I see a flood of presents from fans. It’s so sweet of them! Kinda overwhelming, but I really appreciate the presents! A lot of them are birthday cards, fan art, or really cute plushies! More to add to the collection!”

"Ohhhh? Well if it isn’t the Queen Card! Oh, thanks! Y’know, it’s nice to hear something nice from you once in a blue moon~ Okay, okay, so? Did you need something? Uh… huh? You? Queen Card? Giving me a present? Wait, no, you didn’t have to— Ah… okay… well thank you! What’d you give me?”

“Oh? What’s this? A glass bloody heart necklace? It’s really intricate… really? An anatomical heart? Gruesome… but it’s really pretty! Wha– you made this?! Is that what you’ve been working on this whole time?! Your Majesty! O-okay, you must’ve spent a lot of time on this, thank you!”

"Miku-chan! What’s up? Oh, a present? I didn’t see that coming, thanks! Ah what the hell… do you see me flaunting my money? I’ll let that comment slide, so I wanna see what you made for me.”

"Let’s see~ Hm? There’s skulls, ghosts, there’s faces of… horror movie characters? What even are these? Oh, bath bombs! Geez, you really went all out on these, huh? Thank you! Can’t wait to try ‘em! By the way, the scents that you chose for some of these guys don’t match ‘em at allll~”

Queen Card Lines:

“I hear it is your birthday week. A happiest of birthdays to you, my dear. Oh, come now, that is no way to treat a friend who’s come to pay you a visit. My, I wonder? I had so been looking forward to bestowing a present on this special occasion~ Oh goodness, no, you must take it.”

“A perfect finishing accessory. Do enjoy your new present to the fullest. I crafted it myself, after all. Silence, this is a gift from your Queen. Accept it, that is an order.”

Miku Lines:

"Happy Birthday… Here you go. I didn’t know what kinda gift to give to someone who makes millions… so I made something myself.”

“They’re bath bombs that I made. They’re all labeled, too. This skull one’s scented as achillea— or the yarrow plant, and this ghost one’s thistle-scented, this Freddie Krueger one is vanilla and star anise, the Jason one is pomegranate and guaiacwood, and the Michael Myers one is rose and agarwood. Oh, shut up!”

#hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic arb #hypmic arb #minato division #r.i.p märchen #reiaki suzubayashi #Queen Card #miku shirazuki #birthday 2023 #reiaki birthday 2023

[dimpledimpleinthesky]

First solo album 'FACE'

“I tried to look deeply into my inner feelings and only tell sincere stories. It's an autobiographical album, but I hope everyone who listens to the song can sympathize with and be comforted like their own story. RM hyung once described a song from his solo album released at the end of last year as a song that makes you want to ride a bike. I believe it will be a perfect day if you listen to that album, go to your favorite cafe, and listen to my album with concentration.”

Heart I don't want to lose

“I often think ‘I am a very happy person’ because I have people by my side who make me shine, including members, staff, and even fans. Then you will be strong. When the responsibility of being a member of BTS, the happiness of being with the members, and the gratitude for the unwavering fans come together, great energy is released.”

The sincerity contained in the first self-composed song 'Promise'

“It was a song I wrote to promise myself not to forget that countless precious people are by my side cheering and loving me. For those who still love this song, I decided to release it as an official sound source before releasing my solo album. I hope more people listen to it in the future.”

The most relaxing moment

“What I am thankful for is that I am with my friends in ordinary daily life, not in special moments. I don't need anything special when I'm with friends. I feel most comfortable and happiest when I eat together, share small stories, and laugh and talk."

Until you become omnipotent

“Dancing and singing, I don’t want to miss both. In the future, rather than insisting on one taste, I want to create and show music of various concepts and genres. Of course, pushing yourself to the point of lowering your self-esteem isn’t very good. There is pressure to show the perfect stage to the fans, but I will work hard and move forward.”

What are you most looking forward to right now

“I am most curious and excited about how far I can go and how far I can reach with my first solo album. I hope you will look forward to my album and collaboration with Tiffany in the future. Let’s do our best, Jimin!”

(Picking my favorite 10 photos was hard.)

Cr. Vogue Korea

[persimmonsimmer]

“Meda, I knew the first day we met that I needed to get to know you better. ’Course, at the time what I wanted to know most of all was what it would take to get you into bed. But that changed. You’re a great audience. You keep my head on straight. You’re the smartest person I know. And you gave me two amazing daughters—one of which looks like she’s gonna be sick if I carry on like this for much longer. Hang in there, Idara.

“…Most important, I could be with you and still be me. I knew I was free to come and go as I liked, and that kept me coming back. Returning home to you was always the best part of having gone away in the first place. And now, I’ve realized that living with you, seeing you and the girls every day, is even better. So, I know this probably seems overdue—”

“It is!” Iris interjected. Meda chuckled.

“—but I want to make it official. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Jeremy, I was always happiest when you were here with me. Your stories, your humor—even your more, uh, suggestive jokes—you always knew instinctively how to make me smile. I promised myself long ago that I would never try to change you. I always knew you had too much energy, too much life to be tied down forever to one place, to one person.

“But you’ve always been the only one for me. I never needed a wedding to feel that we were committed to each other. The fact that you kept coming back was proof enough of what we have for me. But I guess, since we’re all here…

“…Let’s get married. What do you say, messenger? Last chance to back out.” Meda winked.

Jeremy laughed. “You’ve become as bad as I am. C’mere.”

#panorama bacc #sims 2 #sims 2 bacc #panorama round 5 #coulson family #medacoulson #jeremymessenger #iriscoulson #vows are hard

[zipzin]

2023 Year In Review

Stats

The numbers in case anyone is curious :)

AO3 Total: 214,086

AO3 This Year: 78,253

I can’t believe I wrote 100,000 more words this year than last year! I tracked all my writing again, so this is all spread across outlining, drafting, and editing, and these words definitely don’t translate to words that will be published. But it gets the vibe and I’m super proud that every month I contributed something.

November was a huge surprise because I was in a little bit of a slump and my only goal for Nano was to draft at least a sentence a day (which I completed except for Thanksgiving which I’m giving myself a pass on). I surprised myself by almost getting to 50,000! Which I haven’t done since I first started Nano as a freshman in High School.

The Same Recurring Questions

Looking back, did you write more fic than you thought you would this year or less than what you’d predicted?

I thought I wrote a lot last year, but I almost doubled that this year. I started to give myself a lot more permission to write what I’m interested in and ride the waves of creativity, but I want to continue to get better at that. I’m not a very forgiving person, especially of myself, and sometimes I get too hyper focused on banging my head against an arbitrary deadline on a story I just am not feeling. I want to work on those stories through some of that pain, but not so much it grinds my writing to a halt.

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you never would have predicted in January 2023?

While I haven’t posted any fics yet, Critical Role. I can’t really believe I started watching (which only happened because my own DnD group was taking a break for a couple weeks) and then I totally got sucked into Campaign 3. For actually posted fic, it’s Willow, just because I barely knew it existed (and now it’s not even officially posted anywhere anymore).

What’s your favorite story of the year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you happiest.

I can’t pick between Morning Mist and The Law of Entropy. I’m really proud of Morning Mist, it's more literary (I guess? More serious might be better wording?) piece and I do want to explore mother daughter relationships more in my writing because I firmly believe that every mother daughter relationship is complicated and most of my favorite characters have a complicated relationship with their mother… We don’t need to read into that.

The Law of Entropy was a story I worked on and off for 6 years! That’s what I mean when I say I’m a very slow writer. To finally get it completed, well it makes me really happy and gives me hope for a lot of my other WIPs that I write a little bit here and there.

Do you have any fanfic goals for the New Year 2023?

Last year I wanted to post at least 12 stories and I finished the year with nine (technically I posted 13 on Ao3 but some of those had already been posted to tumblr so I’m not counting them), so I still want to get to 12. The other main goal is that I want to fully outline Act 2 of Boomerang. I vaguely know where it’s going, but I haven’t sat down and planned it as thoroughly as I’d like and I feel like it’s totally slowing me down from getting that completed. It haunts me, and I won’t ever abandon it, so it would be great to get a lot closer to finishing it.

#my writing #mine #year in review

[y0ur-universe]

Finally, 21!

It's the big 2 1 aaaAAaaa HAPPIEST 21st BIRTHDAY MY BUBBY!!! I officially welcome you to  "adulthood" my love! HAHAHAH Grabe how time flies! We got together even before we were 18 and look at us now, marching onto another big chapter in our life ❤

First of all, I wanna congratulate you babu for surviving college and thriving so far especially kakatapos lang ng 3rd year midterms mo! It may feel and look like youre not doing much because all you are facing is "school work" but goddamn baby you are on FIRE!!! You continously produce quality and beautiful work that is why I am so incredibly proud of you! You manged to deliver all your requirements while also balancing your time and participation sa org. I'm very very happy and thrilled to see you to thrive and be in your nature again! I know its not easy and it gets tiring + draining, but you got through it and I know also you'll get even better at handling your acads and extra curriculars!

I also know and understand the extreme pressure you are feeling to  excel in your academics but also to be independent and earn for yourself. I'm always here to support you in whatever babu while I'm still earning to be able to continue school, I'll always be by your side if you need an extra hand in doing your reqs or if you need some help in accompishing or attaining gigs!

Being an adult is a very very scary and intimidating thing, I do feel like I was thrown into that reality a bit earlier than you and I know it's not an easy battle, but i got you by my side and I was able to survive all the stormy days I encountered. That alone makes me confident that you'll take on adulthood bravely and wisely. It's alright to feel intimidated and always know that you've got a bootiful babu cole always by your side ready to be your rock and your guide.

Seeing you and growing with you through the years is honestly a mind blowing thought. We've gone 5thru a lot and i've seen you in multiple situations in life. The growth never stops as we continue our venture in life and my wish for you babu is that you keep on striving to be wiser as you enter adulthood. There is still a lot to learn and much more things for us to exeprience individually and together, and my wish is that as 6you navigate your way through life's obstacle, make sure to take note of the lessons that it gives you and use it to your advantage. More specific wishes is that I hope my bubby lives a very long happy life (with me of course), be healthy (NOT SO MUCH NODOLS), be even more responsible with "adult things" like money and grown up responsibilities but also, i wish that the kid inside you never dies and you continue to be the sunshine that you are even though we are grown ups now.

Our relationship isn't perfect but I cant thank you enough bubby for always being so understanding and patient. Thank you for always lending a hand when I can't handle my shit anymore and thank you for always staying by my side. Thank you also for growing with me, that is something that I am genuinely thankful for because that made us stronger than ever. I promise to take care of you always babu and to help and give you anything that you might need or want. I promise to love you in all your highs and especially in your lows. As we take on adulthood, I guarantee that I'll always be with you in this crazy adventure.

You deserve the world my sunshine, you helped and inspire so many people around you. Don't ever let your shine fade away and always remember that you are above all worries and anxiety that bother you. Another fight is with your mental health but always know babu to never be afraid to reach out and also remember that you have a lot of people around you that cares, loves, and is deeply thankful for you. That is why I also wish for you to take care of yourself because I won't always be there to nag you hehe. You matter my love and your existence is such a great gift to everyone around you. I am the luckiest person ever because youre mine (forever and always) but your kindness, empathy, and intellect must be shared (pero ako lang ang mahal saakin lang uuwe 😛).

I love you so so so so much Gerard ko! Thank you for being my light, my annoying ooga booga, my lablab, my enemy, my bestfriend, and my home. Cheers to 21! Happy Birthday once again I FUCKIN LOVE YOU!!!

We'll celebrate this sunday okay? We gonna have the best mukbang for the bestest birthday boy ever!

Surprise to noh! Akala mo wala na tumblr tumblr hehe 😛 nawp! me is prepared now and I will make sure na no matter how busy I am, I won't ever miss this tradition again like I did last year huhuhu

love, your prettiest girlfriend fiance future wife and forever and always sexiest most beautiful companion in life

Cole xx

[eyrieofsynapses]

HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME WE HAVE A GODDAMN TRAILER FOR REDEMPTION?!!!!!

WE HAVE! A TRAILER!!!

AND THERE IS A FUCKING DAMMIT HARDISON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y’ALL I’M DYIN’ I CAN’T--HOLY SHIT IT’S IN THREE MONTHS HOLY SHIT

#leverage redemption #ITS HERE #tw swearing #swearing #leverage #also the OT3 vibes are REAL #I was not having a great day but now I am officially the happiest person on earth

[omiscurls]

I love your writing and how much you’re able to bring out the true personalities of each character!! I was wondering if you could do Kaeya, Xiao, Diluc, Zhongli, and Childe celebrating y/n’s bday. (My birthday was a couple of days ago but I didn’t receive any greetings from my genshin team for some reason... 😔)

happy birthday

a/n: SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! as for your problem, have you tried looking in character>voiceover>voicelines? the wishes should appear there, i dont know what happened if they don't

plot: celebrating the reader's birthday

contains: kaeya, diluc, tartaglia, xiao, zhongli

warnings: brief mentions of alcohol, otherwise pure fluff

kaeya

a surprise party

to be completely honest, kaeya barely cares about his own birthday enough to even remember the date

and obviously he does remember yours, how could he not, but- he's just not used to celebrating, you know?

so watch him know very well your birthday is coming up, with a mindset like: "okay, you've got time, you'll figure something great out, it's gonna be amazing"

and the day or two before he realizes, he indeed wants to do something great and amazing, but he completely ran out of time

fortunately, who cares about reservations when your brother's a bar owner, right?

he figures out that if he waits till sunset with the party he still has an entire day he can spend of preparing everything he needs

so as you sleep peacefully, he sneaks out of the room at the break of dawn, ready to work his ass off

he doesn't want you feeling bad, after all, right?

the thing is, you do start to feel a bit bad, as an entire morning goes by, and not only is kaeya nowhere in sight, literally nobody is! you walk through the streets of mondstadt, looking for any familiar face to spend the time with, but the city seems awfully empty of your friends. you end up having fun at diona's cat's tail, her complaining about everyone, and you, surprisingly, joining in, but it still doesn't replace the companion of your friends.

you go over your day as per usual, and decide to bake yourself a cake, since you think that'll cheer you up. you run out of flour, though, so it's necessary to go over to the store and stock up on some. right as you cross the city's main square, you run into diluc.

"oh, sorry, haven't seen you" you say, not even lifting up your face to look at who's chest did you bump on, until he grabs your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.

"someone looks dejected" he says, and you almost want to punch him for not realizing why. instead of doing that, however pleasing it sounds, you just shrug your shoulders. "come on, you look like you could use a special drink of mine"

and with that, he pulls you towards angel's share, letting you complain about your day, though you don't explicitly say it's your birthday, still mad he didn't remember that on his own.

"so he completely ditched you without a word?" he acts surprised and offended "that's so awful-" he continues, opening the door before you.

just as he opens it, and you hear the word "awful" you see the bar as if for the first time. flowery garlands are up beneath the ceiling, the tables are arranged differently and covered with colorful, pastel table cloths, music is playing. the backdoor is opened and you see the outside of the building decorated in a similar manner, candles and fairy lights spread all over the place.

the sun is slowly setting over the buildings visible through the back door, and the atmosphere inside borders on magical, but to top that all off-

"happy birthday!" you hear a lot of voices shout, and your eyes widen at the sight of all those who you hold dear present. you can't help but smile, seeing all of them cheer, grinning from ear to ear.

"i-" you look over at diluc "how'd you pull this off?"

you swear you saw him crack a soft smile before admitting that he in fact, didn't. you're about to ask who did, then, but you're interrupted by a silvery voice, coming from behind you.

"i did" the voice says, a hand moving to cover your eyes "wanna guess who?" you hear a whisper inches away from your ear, shaking from surprise.

affection swells in your chest as you quietly say "kaeya", your smile growing fondler, knowing that aside from all your friends, he's here too, and as a mastermind, at that.

"hope you don't hold leaving you by yourself for a couple of hours against me" he continues, arms sneaking around your waist, chin rested on your shoulder "d'ya like it?"

emotion gets the better of you, and you don't know what to say, so choose only to nod eagerly.

"a lot" you finally whisper, much to kaeya's satisfaction.

"happy birthday, then" he says, suddenly pulling away from you, as to exclaim loudly "attention everyone!!" he takes a fork to ring on his glass "i hereby declare, that the next round's on me!"

cheers fill the room, along with one "yea right" and another "like we'd believe that" before the owner of the bar speaks up as well.

"as much as i'd like to see that" diluc settles "today's drinks are on the house."

diluc

a magical evening

so he’s a fan of planning

not a diehard fan, but a fan nonetheless 

it’s just, he would rather have things planned ahead than wake up a day before and not know what to do (like a kaeya) like an idiot.

so you bet he has already calculated how much time he has left the moment you told him the date of your birthday.

unlike kaeya, he prefers to be working alone, but also likes to keep his plans a surprise. he himself hates surprises, but has to admit, doing one for someone else is quite the fun 

he stays quiet about your birthday coming up until the very last moment, and if you want to ask him if he wants to do anything with you that day, he says he already has something in mind, you know, nonchalantly. as if he hadn’t been thinking about it for archons know how long 

he’ll wake up before you just to wish you a happy birthday the moment you wake up, and he might be unusually affectionate for a bit, but don’t even bother asking what he has planned out - he won’t tell, not even if you beg. 

diluc wanted to kick you out of the house all day. “oh, there’s shopping to be done” “oh, this lady wanted to talk to you”, or “you know, come to think of it, didn’t jean say she had something she’d wanted to show you for your birthday?” every lame excuse in the book, he has used it. 

you decide to finally grant him what he so obviously wanted, and leave, choosing to walk all around the city, and even outside the gates, you make it quite a trip, not knowing when to come back. 

you smile upon thinking about how secretive he tried to be, but how even he, the mighty descendant of one of the noble families of mondstadt, a man as collected and stoic as can be, couldn’t contain his excitement. you saw all his little side smiles and the way he bit his lip a little after settling today’s rough plans with you, he was so happy, you’re satisfied just by seeing that, sometimes forgetting the real reason for why he was actively plotting something. 

you walk and walk, and then walk some more, but your legs start to hurt, and you’re growing hungry, so you decide to finally get back home. 

when you approach the winery, you can see the lights in the ballroom are lit up from a mile away. your heart can’t help but flip with excitement, since diluc hates using the room, hates throwing parties, and would much rather just forget it exists. 

it’s a beautiful venue though, looks like something out of a fairytale, and you always tell him how much you love it. it’s no surprised he decided to use it, but you can’t wait to see it anyway. 

as you get closer to the building, it becomes more and more apparent that the ballroom isn’t the only place that got upgraded to a five star level for one night and one night only. the building looks amazing, and the gates are open all the way, as if there was a party to be thrown and guests to arrive any time soon. 

but as you’re welcomed into the mansion, there’s no one else in the hall, other than a dressed up diluc, his hair in a high pony, just how you always said you liked it, wearing a suit you hadn’t seen on him since... well, you don’t even recall. 

“well, if it isn’t my honorary guest” he announces with an official tone, almost making you a bit flustered. 

“what’s all this? am i not, i don’t know, underdressed?” you giggle nervously, and he approaches you, a tiny little black box in his hand. 

“you could wear a potato sack and shine brighter than all the stars together” he says softly, showing you the little box. “and as tradition orders, happy birthday.”

you carefully open the box, a simple, silver necklace resting on the little cushion inside. you take it out, and watch the ornament, but can’t for the life of you figure out what it is. 

“you see” diluc provides an explanation “it’s a common thing to do to gift someone jewellery as a gift, and almost as common to have necklaces with your star constellation. that is, the allignment the stars were in the moment you were born. but i decided, that i wanted to give you one with the alignment that shone on the sky on the happiest day of my life. well, according to mona it did.” 

you stay silent for a second, astonished with the present, before asking 

“and that is?”

“the day we met.”

tartaglia

how to surprise your lover 101

when i tell you this boy knew EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS DOING from the moment he first thought of it

now. he loves celebrating, anything, really, the atmosphere of a party is almost magnetic to him

he grew up thinking every person deserves to have an amazing day once a year, only about themselves, so it’s very obvious to him that he IS doing something, and it needs to be huge

now, in a family as big as his, it was hard to keep things a secret, so he developed a whole plan on how to avoid having you finding out what he was planning

and that is: by having you know

it’s really getting annoying, how everybody keeps walking up to you, for a good week now, and asking if you’re excited for the big party childe’s throwing. the first time you hear it, you almost immediately run to confront him about it, since you explicitly said that a party, a big one, at that, is the last thing you want.

he obviously says that it’s nothing, and you needn’t worry about that. not that you trust his words, obviously, but you let it go, partly because you know how attached he is to the idea of a huge celebration, and partly because arguing with someone as stubborn can really be tiring.

so you settle, and fake a smile for every conversation with the alleged “guests” for your alleged party, thinking you’ll just suffer through it and then just do something with your childe the next day, having yourself plan it.

the wait is stressful, and when you finally see tartaglia walk through your bedroom door, dressed up really nicely, with a soft ribbon to tie on your eyes, so you wouldn’t see anything before it’s “time”, you almost want to ditch him, but that would be too rude.

complying begrudgingly, you let him guide you through the city, feeling the cold evening air hit your skin, wondering where did he set up this party of his, since you don’t hear anything.

oh god, is everyone gonna jump out of hiding yelling “happy birthday”? please, not that, at least not that.

when he finally unties the material covering your eyes, you see nothing but a wooden platform at the end of the harbor, with a blanket set up, some really nice-smelling food and what appears to be champagne laying on it. the sun is setting slowly behind the mountains in the distance, the only sound you hear being waves crushing on the rocks.

you can’t help but gasp.

“but” you turn around to face childe with a questioning look “what about the party?”

“what party?” he looks surprised “i never said anything about any party” he adds with a knowing smirk.

as you analyze your surroundings, he watches you with a soft smile.

“come on, don’t be so shocked now” he finally says “i know you better than to plan you something you’d hate. i’m not THAT much of an asshole”

his giggle sounds almost too good in the beautiful scenery around you, and you can’t help but let your eyes water for a little while, before rapidly blinking the tears back.

“is this more similar to what you’ve dreamed of?” he asks.

“yeah” you whisper “yes, it is”

“well, that’s the only thing that matters. shall we?” his hand points to the blanket, and you nod, smiling.

this may or may not be inspired by that one episode of Brooklyn 9-9

xiao

trying something new

birthdays? what’s that

you mean to tell him he has lived two thousand years of his life without realizing the day it was brought to him should be celebrated?

yup, no, you can explain it all you want, he still doesn’t get the idea. he just finds it to be way too trivial, okay?

what gets to him, though, is that there’s a custom of doing something meaningful for the person celebrating their birthday, to make them feel important

well, you should’ve led with that, that he can do!

he would never just go and straight up ask for help if he needed any. so don’t be surprised if you hear yet more new stories about the yaksha that allegedly lives near wangshu inn sneaking into the kitchen, or watching through the glass.

he spends HOURS waiting for the chef to finally prepare the dish he hopes for, and once he does, he follows every step very carefully. and then again. and again. and one more time, up until he feels he can do it himself.

when he finally gets to enter said kitchen, it’s already way past midnight, and everything is dark, barely visible. he manages to find his way around, though, preparing all the ingredients, and starting to mix them the same way the chef did.

turns out it’s not as easy as it looks, for example, he didn’t measure how long this thing is supposed to be cooked, or on what temperature, so the process gets a little messy at one point. he might even have to start over. like, twice, tops.

it’s already nearing dusk when he finishes, taking the fruit of his works with him.

as per usual, you wait for him on the roof, and as per usual you don’t realize he’s right behind you until he speaks up.

“happy birthday” he says out of the blue, causing you to jump up in shock.

“oh my, xiao, you scared me! again!” you laugh.

“it’s today, isn’t it?” he continues, as if he didn’t hear you. when he sees you nod, he awkwardly shows you the package he held behind his back, watching closely as you open it with a questioning look.

inside, there’s a carefully wrapped serving of almond tofu, it could use a little bit of touch ups, but it still looks and smells delicious nonetheless.

“did you do this yourself?” you turn around to face him, smiling in disbelief

“mhm” he gets a little flustered, and decides not to tell you about his little kitchen adventure. “is it… is it good?” he asks, and you smile even more fondly.

“why don’t you come over here and taste it with me?”

zhongli

one can never go wrong with a classic

zhongli knows every single tradition there is to know.

literally.

so you don’t have to even tell him anything - he knows. he might not know what to do with his knowledge, but he does know what would make you happy

this man is a gentleman who believes that some moves to make someone swoon never get old

he even got a free day from work just for the occasion, or he may just think he told hu tao that he wants it? either way, he’s not there. not like his boss isn’t used to it.

right as the clock strikes 5 pm, you hear a knocking on your door. checking how you look one last time, you smile to the reflection in the mirror, and walk over to answer.

as you open said door, you find yourself dumbfounded at the sight of a completely soaked zhongli, rain pouring heavily behind his back. his hair sticks to his face, and all the layers of his suit seem drenched to their very core, but a smile you see so rarely paints his face, as he presents you with a bouquet of flowers.

and my oh my, just how huge is it! he barely even manages to hold it in hand, and the flower crowns hide his entire chest and half his face when he places them in front of you.

“i believe this is for you” he says gently “are you ready to go?”

you can’t even find the right words, as you size the bouquet up, taking it from him with a quiet “thank you so much” before taking it back to the house, already in search of the right vase to put them in.

“may i come in and dry myself up a bit?” he asks, still from the doorstep, and you laugh before granting him the permission.

when the both of you are ready to go, you meet in the hallway, both smiling softly at the other, a bit awkwardly, as the beginning of every meeting is.

“you look even better than usually” he finally says, pride rising in his chest at how your grin widens.

“same goes for you, mr zhongli” you answer just as cheekily, waiting for what he’s gonna say next.

“well, thank you, but i don’t think today’s about me now, is it?” he counters with a bit of a side eye. “shall we go?” he points to the open door, and the both of you leave, you grabbing his arm to fit under one umbrella.

“may i ask where’re we going?”

you can’t miss the way his smile turns prideful and confident as he says:

“i” he accentuates “am taking you out to dinner”

he might feel a bit offended by how sarcastically you gasp at the revelation, but it’s okay. as long as he gets to see you laugh, it’s okay.

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His Vows (with Bonus Boy)

Pure fluff ahead!

Billy Russo: Never in a million years did Billy ever think he’d be marrying someone--much less someone he actually loved. Affection, loyalty, vulnerability, those things that were required for love came hard to him. And yet, with you, he felt them. Looking at you made him feel incredibly strong and somehow especially weak, like he could take on the world, but only if you were by his side. The orphan in him wanted to spend thousands on your wedding, wanted to make a statement, a declaration for everyone to see. But the man in him knew better. The man in him--only recently discovered through your support--didn’t need to impress strangers, didn’t need the approval of his “betters”. He only needed you. So as Billy stood in front of the judge, Frank and Curtis at his side, your parents and best friend behind you, he knew this was right. You told him you didn’t want a big wedding, didn’t need the fanfare, and that alone was enough to make Billy, over 100 confirmed kills under his belt, fall to his knees in devotion. You only wanted him. He reached out then, taking your hand in his, and let the small audience around you fade into the background. “Despite what my guys at Anvil might say,” he began with a slight smirk, “I’m not really one for speeches,” he paused, hearing Frank’s scoff and Curtis’ chuckle, before going on, “so I’ll keep this brief. I never thought I’d have this. Growing up, my only goal was to become somebody, and even then, that was more about proving something to myself than anything else. But then I met you. And damn,” he shook his head, his smirk turning into a rare, genuine smile, “if you didn’t change everything. So thank you. Thank you for making me into the man I am today, and thank you for staying with me, working with me, being so patient with me. I love you, and I promise, from this day forward, I will do everything in my power to make sure you’re the happiest person on the planet,” he looked into your shining eyes, a sense of certainty going through him, an instinctual push that let him know that he was doing the right thing, “I love you, and I’m so happy to be your husband.”

Logan Delos: As soon as you and Logan had walked down the aisle, officially man and wife, Logan pulled you away. “Logan,” you laughed as he led you down a hall, “what are you doing?” “I’m having a private moment with my wife,” he answered, opening a door and pulling you into the spare room with him, “My wife. Mrs. Logan Delos,” he grinned down at you, “Fuck... How’d I get so lucky?” You laughed, and Logan reached over and held your face in his hands, staring down at the rest of his life. “I’m serious... How did I get so lucky? I mean... I’m a perpetual fuck up, the bane of my father’s existence and still, despite all of that... I got you,” he sighed sweetly, “I love you, princess. I’m gonna love you till the day I die, and maybe even after that too,” he smiled at your responding laugh, “Definitely after that. Fuck,” he let out a breath, laughing at the end of it, “I just... I just won at life, babe. I mean--look at you. Look at us! I always thought I’d spend the rest of my life in-between lovers, just waking up smothered in a sea of dicks and--” “--You realize we’re in a church, right?” You deadpanned. He laughed--Logan laughed a lot when he was with you--and he leaned down and kissed you, his tongue slipping into your mouth as you moaned against his lips. “Ah ah,” he teased, pulling back with a smirk, “you know we’re in a church, right? But seriously, babe... I never thought I’d be a one-woman guy. But you... You’re all that I want. You’re everything. You just... You just came into my life and changed everything. I was just running around, fucking around... and you just burst in and gave me... Purpose,” he sighed happily, “It wasn’t until I met you that I realized why I was put on this earth. I was born to be yours. I was born to marry you and love you and take care of you, and I will,” he leaned down and kissed you now, his kiss soft and slow, nothing but love in his touch, “I will.... So now, let’s go get drunk and dance so we can get out of here, and I can really show you how I feel.”

Jax Teller: “I promise to treat you as good as my leather,” Jax recited, that famous Teller smirk on his face. You laughed as the room erupted in cheers and applause, and Jax kissed you. He was smiling when he pulled back, those blue eyes of his twinkling with love for you and you alone. “I really lucked out when you agreed to be my Old Lady,” he said, his voice making the laughs die down, all eyes on him, “I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life... especially with love,” he admitted, “I was stubborn and ignorant and lost, but even through all that... You were there. You kept me grounded, you showed me what it meant to be a man and an outlaw, taught me how to reconcile those parts of myself, and for that... I’ll always be grateful to you, darlin’. You understand me--all the parts of me. I don’t ever have to worry about how to tell you things, or keep things from you. You get the club life. You support me. Hell,” he chuckled, “even my Mom likes you, and we all know what a tough sell she is.” The crowd laughed, and when you glanced over at Gemma, she had tears in her eyes. She gave you a small, approving nod, and that, coupled with Jax’s words, had you crying too. Jax laughed, gently reaching out and wiping your tears away with his thumb, “I love you. And I’m gonna love you for the rest of my life. No matter what life throws at us, I know we can handle it. You and me... we’re meant to be together, baby. We’ve been through enough to know that that’s true,” he smiled down at you, a soft, special smile on his face that was just for you, “I know everyday isn’t gonna be perfect. There’s gonna be times when we argue, but I promise you--here and now, in front of everyone we love, that I will never go to bed angry at you. I promise to always do whatever it takes to make sure you’re safe, and happy, and protected,” he leaned a little closer to you, every inch of him devoted to you and you alone, “I promise that I will be the husband and the man you deserve. And, most importantly... I promise to ride you as much as my Harley.” The room erupted in laughter again, and you were still laughing--and crying--when your husband kissed you again. You knew, from that kiss, that he would keep his promises to you. Every single one. 

Coco Cruz: “I’m not... I’m not fucking great at this,” Coco began, his hands in yours, his eyes darting around the room, “You know, public speaking and all that shit... But, uh, I think it’s important to, uh... To speak my truth, so...” He took a breath, and you squeezed his hands in yours, and that was enough to calm his raging heart. Coco looked at you, his wife, and felt a completeness that he’d never imagined he’d feel in his life. He swallowed, willing himself to speak. “Everybody knows that, when I became a Mayan, when I joined the MC, it changed my life. I was in a bad place, you know? Just came back from Iraq, my mind was all messed up. But the MC helped me get right, you know? And then there was you, and all of a sudden, I realized... I was made for you,” he leaned forward a bit, swaying as he spoke, his hair blocking everyone but you from his sight, “I used to think my life was just some sick fucking joke. Then, when I became a Mayan, I thought it was all about being a warrior, being a brother--and it is. But there’s more to it then that. I didn’t realize until I met you, but... I was born to be with you. From the second I saw you, I knew I needed you. I need you way more than you need me,” he smiled, a soft chuckle coming from his lips, “It’s true,” he turned, addressing his brothers, “You guys remember what it was like, right? When we first started dating?” He was met with low murmurs and laughter. “I was a fucking mess,” he laughed, “I kept asking Taza and Hank how to be a good boyfriend. And somehow Angel ended up giving me advice, which was basically just ‘man up’,” he chuckled, his eyes twinkling as he looked at you, “I just... I just need to say, you’re perfect. And I know you don’t like when I say that, but it’s true. You’re perfect to me. Even when you’re a fucking raging psychopath,” he chuckled at your fake incredulous look, “you’re perfect. You help me see past the bullshit, help me see that life don’t just gotta be some fucking struggle... You make me happy, man. So happy. And I just want to make you happy, too. I want to be a good husband to you, and I’m gonna try. And even on days when shit ain’t perfect, I will still love you with all my heart, so...” He took a breath, his heart pounding as he looked down at you, his perfect person, his wife. “... Let’s fucking party!” You laughed, wiping your happy tears as the room erupted in cheers and the sounds of beer bottles clanking together. This was the first day of the rest of your life, and you couldn’t be happier for it. 

Angel Reyes: Angel sighed, his eyes welling up with tears. “This,” he began, stopping when he heard the sound of his own voice breaking. He cleared his throat, “This is... This isn’t how I imagined it. Like, when I was a kid, I mean. Like, not to be soft and everything, but... I used to think about this day, you know? Me marrying some dope girl, being in love, my family here to celebrate. So I mean... I’m happy,” he nodded, “I’m so... Man, I’m so happy. I didn’t think it was possible to be this happy, just... I feel like... Like I was incomplete before this, you know? Like this woman... she’s the other part of my soul. And I’m so happy, it’s crazy. It’s scary. I keep waiting to mess it up, keep waiting to say or do something to bring it all crumbling down, but... it won’t. I trust that it won’t,” he nodded again, meaning the words he spoke with all of his heart. Angel reached out, his fingers--adorned with no other ring but his wedding ring--brushing against his mother’s altar, “Watching you and Pop... I always wanted a love like yours, and now I got it, and I’m so happy, Ma... I am, but,” he blinked, the first tear falling, “...but I wish you were here to see it. I wish you could have met her; I wish she could have met you. You would have loved her, Ma. Pops loves her, EZ loves her--I tell her about you, but... But it’s not the same,” he wiped his tear, shaking his head a bit, “I know you’re looking down at us from Heaven, I know you see us, see her,” he sniffled, swallowing his tears, “And that’s good enough for me,” he chuckled lowly, “I know you saw when we first met, saw me pulling that machismo crap, trying to impress her. You saw it ain’t work, either,” he laughed again, “I bet it was you that gave me the idea to bring her lunch at work, wasn’t it? Yeah... That has you written all over it, Ma,” he tapped her urn, smiling warmly at the memories, “I love her so much... And I know you would have loved her, too. I just... I want to be a good husband to her... a good father---someday--to our kids,” he took a breath, “So, Ma, please... Be with me now like you were with me when I proposed, give me that same courage and certainty you gave me before, yeah? Cause in a minute, I’m about to go out there in front of all our family and friends, and I’m about to commit myself to this woman for the rest of my life, and I... I need you with me, Mami,” satisfied, he kissed two fingers and pressed them against his mother’s urn, “Thank you.” He straightened up, fixing his hair and wiping his eyes again. Nodding to himself, he walked off, murmuring, “Good chat...” all the way to the altar. 

Miguel Galindo: “I am not a man who can easily admit he was wrong,” Miguel began, chuckling along with the rest of the church at his words, “Okay,” he admitted, shaking his head a bit, “I never admit I was wrong,” he paused, looking into your eyes, and he felt that familiar tug in his chest that he always felt when he looked at you--pure love. “But I was wrong. As many of you know, I was married once before. And I thought that I’d spend the rest of my life with that person. I was wrong,” he reached out for your hand, taking it in his, the warmth of it spreading through his entire body, all the way into his heart, “I was wrong, and I have never been happier to admit that. Because from that failure, came you. And I’m thankful for you every moment of every day,” he smiled, and your heart flipped in your chest at the sight of your soon-to-be-husband, “It isn’t easy to be with me, I know,” he nodded, giving you a silent acknowledgment, “But you... You just know me. You know how to read me, how to get me to talk when I don’t want to,” he laughed, “how to shut me up when I want to talk... I’m at your mercy. And what’s more,” he leaned forward a bit, “...I like it,” his smile widened at the sight of yours, “I remember the day that I realized that I needed you in my life for the long haul. It was when we flew to Iceland. You fell asleep against my shoulder. You were so tired... And I was too. I was frustrated and tired and irritated, but when I looked down at you... Mi amor, I felt nothing but gratefulness. Grateful to have you in my life, grateful to be able to have you by my side, to have you as mine. I’ve been blessed with many great things; a wonderful son, multiple successful businesses, a beautiful home... But it’s you, my love, you who makes me take a step back and really see how lucky I am. Because all of the money in the world would mean nothing if I didn’t have you to share it with,” he reached out and wiped your budding tears, smiling fondly at you, “I love you,” was all he said before he was kissing you, and the resulting applause blooming around you was nothing but white noise with Miguel’s lips against yours. He whispered something against your lips as the church applause your love, just a short, simple sentence that had you crying with love. “Thank you, mi amor, for proving me wrong.”

Nick Amaro: “Gil and Zara and I are so happy to welcome you into our family,” Nick said, giving a special smile to ring-bearer Gil and flower-girl Zara, both of whom grinned back at him, Zara flashing you a quick wave, “Gil keeps saying that I took too long, and Zara says I should have just married you months ago, and they’re both right,” he laughed, “But I wanted to give you this--the wedding, the reception--because I know this is important to you. It’s important to me, too,” he took a breath, looking down at your intertwined fingers before looking up again, smiling at your beautiful face, “I’ve made a lot of mistakes in my life, my career, but you...” He sighed happily, “I know I can get in my own head a lot, but somehow, with you... It just seems like everything falls into place. I mean... That’s your power. You just make everything seem so easy. I see you with the kids, with your job, with me,” he chuckled, “And it’s like you instinctively know what to do, how to handle me. You make it look easy, and you can ask Olivia, dealing with me, isn’t easy.” He looked over at Olivia, her eyes shining with approval as she watched you together. “But you do. For good or bad, better or worse,” he took your hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a quick kiss to the back of it, “I love you. Completely. Totally. And I’m going to continue on loving you until the day I die,” his smile reached his eyes, and they shimmered with love for you, “And probably even after that, to be honest. Every morning when I wake up and see your face, when I hear you and the kids laughing, when I see the joy you bring into our lives... It makes me feel so... secure,” he nodded, pleased at his choice of words, “And you know better than anyone how hard that is for me: to feel secure. You just... You make everything easier, more manageable... And everything I do from here on out is for you and the kids. I love you...Mrs. Amaro.”

Johnny Tuturro: Johnny couldn’t stop smiling. His mom was there, his Graceland family was there, and most importantly--the future Mrs. Johnny Tuturro was standing in front of him, just minutes away from becoming his wife. “Alright, alright, alright,” Johnny began, “Everybody shut up, I got somethin’ to say!” Jakes groaned in the crowd, “Jesus, Johnny, then just say it!” “Don’t rush him,” you called back, giving Jakes a friendly glare. Johnny laughed, kissing your cheek, “Thank you, baby,” he stood up straight, “Look, anyone with eyes can see that my girl is fly,” he started, making everyone laugh, “But for real, the moment I saw her, I knew she was different. I mean, she’s gorgeous, yeah, but she’s also smart, brave, a certified badass--sorry for cussin’, Ma--and the love of my life,” he smiled down at you, eyes soft, “I love you, I love you, I love you. And I am so happy to be making you my wife,” he turned pointing off into the audience at Briggs, “Which by the way--ha HA! I knew she wouldn’t go for you! Best bet I ever took, seeing which one of us was gonna get your number... though I ain’t gonna lie, you had me scared for a moment there when you started getting chummy with Charlie,” he chuckled, “But I was the lucky one. That was the start of the rest of my life, and I want to make every day we have together a perfect day. No matter what life throws at us, what happens at work, what we go through as people or as a couple, we’re always gonna have each other’s backs. Me and you,” he went on, “We were meant to be, baby. Fated. And baby, I promise you, I will be the best husband I can be. Because that’s what you deserve. And as happy as I am to be here with you right now, in front of all of our friends and families... Man, I can’t wait to get out of here and just be with you,” he grinned, and you could see the dirty promise behind those sweet words, “I’m crazy about you, baby girl, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you,” he leaned in, kissing you, his next words whispered, so only you could hear him, “can’t wait to have married sex in the limo, either...” 

Rio: When you woke up, the late morning sun painting your body in its light, the first thing you saw when you opened your eyes was Rio’s eyes. They were soft and warm, that deep brown peering down at you and making you feel like the most beloved person on the planet. Which, of course, you were. “So?” He asked, caressing the side of your face with two of those long, sinewy fingers. “So what?” You asked, already in a daze from the softness of his voice and the sweet smile on his face. “So what do you think? How’d the first night of matrimony go? You ready to give back my dowry yet? Sell me back to my father?” You laughed, cuddling closer to him. “Nah, I think I’ll keep you. I mean, you did come with a cow and two chickens, so I guess you’re worth it.” He wrapped his arms around you, and you closed your eyes, melting into his touch. “I love you,” he said, his voice muffled as he buried his face in the crown of your head. “Love you, too,” you said back, rubbing his back. “Hey,” he pulled back a bit, looking down at you, “Yesterday was perfect,” he began, “The wedding, the reception... I ain’t never seen Marcus so excited to talk as he was when he gave his speech.” “Oh, don’t remind me,” you sighed, smiling at the memory, “I cried so hard; it was such a good speech.” “Yeah,” he nodded, kissing your forehead, “He was so proud to be able to tell you how much he loves you,” Rio sighed, “but, here’s the thing, mama... There was one thing about yesterday that I wish I could change.” You frowned, “What?” “I kinda wish we would’ve done vows,” he admitted. “Really?” You asked, eyes wide. You and Rio had decided early on not to have vows, you’d both agreed that it was so private, you didn’t want to make a spectacle out of your love. But hearing him say that he’d wished he’d given you his vows had your heart pounding. He nodded, “Yeah. So... I was thinkin’... Maybe I could say my vows now. I mean, I ain’t write nothing down or anything, but I just wanted to say... I love you. I love what you’ve done to me, to Marcus... I love the way you brighten up my life, how you accepted my son with open arms, how you work so well with me, the way you inspire me, the way you make me want to flip my game. I love how I can tell you everything, how I never have to hide any parts of myself with you,” he titled your chin up, smiling down at you, “I love having you as my wife. I love you, Mrs. Rivera.” He kissed you then, and you kissed him back, sighing against his lips, pressing yourself against him. “So,” he grinned, “How was that? Decent vows?” You laughed, kissing his nose, “Perfect.”

Bonus Boy

Tommy Shelby: “I have something I want to say,” Tommy announced. Everyone in the church grew silent, and you couldn’t help but notice the small smile on Jeremiah’s face as he turned to you. Every eye was on you, and you turned to Tommy, curious as to what he was about to say. “I want it known,” he started, his voice booming through the church, “That this is the last time I’m ever getting married, because this is the woman I was always meant to be with,” he looked over at you, those brilliant blue eyes piercing right through your soul, “Me whole life, I’ve spent planning, thinking, rethinking. Every move I’ve made as a businessman has been a calculated one, but with you,” he said, his focus on you and you alone, “It’s all instinct. I don’t have to overthink or second guess with you, because I can feel that you’re what’s right. You’re what’s been missing. And now that I have you... Well, there’s peace. Peace in me head and me heart that I thought had left for good. And I have you to thank for that. So now, I want to make you a promise, and I want to make it in front of all of our family and friends, because if nothing else, I know Aunt Pol, Jeremiah, and our Ada will make sure I keep it,” he gave you a small smile, and just that one gesture was enough to have you nearly swooning, “So here it is. I promise, from this moment, till the day I die, to always love, honor, and respect you. I will never lie to you, I will never leave you. I am yours,” he promised, “Every part of me; even the parts I don’t like, belong to you. And everyone,” his voice got a bit louder, and he turned a bit, addressing the crowd, “will know that you are Mrs. Tommy Shelby, and they will treat you accordingly.” You smiled; his words were as much an announcement as a threat. “Now, Jeremiah,” he said, a friendly note coming back into his voice, “Let’s get on with this ceremony, eh? I want to take my bride to London.” 

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Buried Stars 1 Year Anniversary Tweets

The official Buried Stars Twitter just posted new art + character info for the 1 year anniversary of the game's release! Basically, it's a series of hand-written "about me" questionnaires by the TOP 5 (+Seil) as well as personal messages to each other. Full translation below!

The characters also leave cute commentary on each others' answers, so here's some color-coding for your convenience: Gyu-hyuk, Juyoung, Inha, Do-yoon, Hyesung, Seil. (For some reason some of Hyesung's comments are written in red while some are orange; likewise Seil's comments come in both green and dark teal. At least, I *think* these are just Hyesung and Seil based on what I can tell from the handwriting; i.e., I don't think red and orange are two separate characters, etc.)

Spoiler-free, but putting under a cut for length:

Let's Talk About Ourselves

Gyu-hyuk (link)

Name: Lee Gyu-hyuk

Hometown: Seoul

Former Occupation: University Student

Blood Type: A

MBTI: INFJ

Nickname: Gyu?

Date of Birth: 1992.10.03

Height: 180kg*

Weight: 80kg

Specialty: I don't really have any in particular

Hobbies: Reading, sleeping

Habits: I rest my chin on my hand

Top 3 Likes: Peace and quiet, that feeling of just understanding each other without having to say anything, the smell of old books

Top 3 Dislikes: Excessive silence, arguments, the smell of hospitals

Motto in Life: So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.**

A Person I Respect: My father*** (HS: Oho dayumm)

A Recent Worry: Being on stage is terrifying, but at the same time I also enjoy it, so I don't really know how to feel.

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: Han Do-yoon (IH: Gyu, what about me T_T)

My Rival in the TOP 5: Youngie noona

My Best Physical Feature: My eyes...I think (IH: I vote shoulders)

When I'm Happiest: When I'm on stage and I experience that sort of wordless "connection"

When I'm Saddest: They say that the human brain feels sadness as its default state.

Who I Want to See Myself Become: A self-assured and confident person

Goals for This Year: Gaining confidence in myself through Buried Stars

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: That was the first step forward. You worked hard to get there.

A Message for the Viewers: It's my hope for all of you out there to be able to get to know who I am.

*He does actually say 180kg, not 180cm. Hyesung teases him about it in the replies. 😆

**This seems to be taken verbatim from the Korean translation of The Great Gatsby.

***I'm feeling a lot of emotions at how tiny and strained his handwriting is here 🥲🥲🥲

Juyoung (link)

Name: Min Juyoung ♡

Hometown: Gwangju!

Former Occupation: Singer Part-time worker...

Blood Type: O

MBTI: ISFJ

Nickname: Youngju

Date of Birth: 1991.7.12

Height: 160cm

Weight: 5? ^o^

Specialty: Vocals, dancing

Hobbies: Collecting electronics

Habits: Touching the ends of my hair?

Top 3 Likes: Family, music, training

Top 3 Dislikes: Rumors, lies, hot weather

Motto in Life: The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world.*

A Person I Respect: All those who managed to debut and rise to the top

A Recent Worry: Whenever I notice a mistake, I don't know whether I should address it, or just leave it be...

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: Inha❣️ (IH: Wahh~ Unnie... ♡)

My Rival in the TOP 5: Hm... Gyu-hyuk? .. Sowwy T^T (GH: It's an honor!)

My Best Physical Feature: The curve going from my shoulders down to my back! (IH: ♡)

When I'm Happiest: When I have a glass of beer after a hard day of practice? (IH: Great taste as always)

When I'm Saddest: When people judge me only based on what they hear others say

Who I Want to See Myself Become: Someone who doesn't falter or fall down even when things are hard...Like a tree!

Goals for This Year: 1st place in Bstars!

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: I just knew you could do it!

A Message for the Viewers: I gathered up my courage so that I can make my comeback. I hope you all continue to support me❣️

*This is a direct quote from Demian by Herman Hesse, which is a fairly popular novel in Korea.

Inha (link)

Name: Oh Inha~

Hometown: Busan

Former Occupation: Dancer

Blood Type: B

MBTI: ISFP

Nickname: O-Mart -_-

Date of Birth: 1994.11.29

Height: 164cm

Weight: 56kg

Specialty: Dancing, beatboxing

Hobbies: Dancing, weight training

Habits: Putting my hands on my hips?

Top 3 Likes: Dancing, the stage, the sound of the crowd cheering

Top 3 Dislikes: Freezing up, feeling frustrated, gossip

Motto in Life: Trying anything is better than not trying at all

A Person I Respect: ✨Min Juyoung-nim✨ (JY: Wow~)

A Recent Worry: The gap between who I am on stage and who I am off stage

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: Youngie unnie ❤️ (JY: Inha ur mine 2 ♡)

My Rival in the TOP 5: Myself? (HS: omg)

My Best Physical Feature: I feel like I look good in anything because I have a nice figure LOL

When I'm Happiest: That moment when I'm on stage and the crowd bursts into applause

When I'm Saddest: I can't really think of anything in particular

Who I Want to See Myself Become: I'm still looking for the answer

Goals for This Year: Being able to just stand tall as just me, Oh Inha (HS: It's not like you're lying down or anything?)

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: You finally figured it all out!

A Message for the Viewers: I can't be 5th place just because my last name is Oh, right? Let's aim for 1-Inha! (GH: In that case, am I 2nd place?)*

*The number 5 is pronounced "oh" in Korean. The number 2, and Gyu-hyuk's last name Lee, are both pronounced "yi."

Do-yoon (link: 1 2 3)*

Name: Han Do-yoon

Hometown: Daejeon

Former Occupation: Bandsman

Blood Type: A

MBTI: ISFJ

Nickname: ....

Date of Birth: Born September 5th '94

Height: 177 centimeters

Weight: Mid 60s

Specialty: Writing lyrics/Composing/Bass

Hobbies: It's going on walks

Habits: Thinking alone

Top 3 Likes: Bass · Music · Going out to eat

Top 3 Dislikes: Isolation · Uncertainty · Being hungry

Motto in Life: Nothing is impossible if you put your mind to it (HS: Are you saying you’re gonna lose your mind?)**

A Person I Respect: Geddy Lee (SI: Looks like you’re the only one who wrote down a real answer, hyung)

A Recent Worry: The fact that I get too lost in my own head when thinking alone

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: It's tough to pick just one person (GH: omg T_T)

My Rival in the TOP 5: I see everyone as both a colleague and a rival (HS: Spoken like a true you-know-what..)***

My Best Physical Feature: The heels of my feet (IH: I've never even seen those...)

When I'm Happiest: Whenever I feel like I accomplished something to my standards

When I'm Saddest: Whenever I feel like I can't do anything right

Who I Want to See Myself Become: Someone with a stable mind (JY: You can do it!)

Goals for This Year: Figure out what it is that I truly want to do

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: Were you able to reach the place where you were hoping to be?

A Message for the Viewers: My hope is to show you all so much of what I have to offer. (GH: Go get 'em!)

*One really funny detail is that Do-yoon is the only one who posts all 3 images in separate tweets, presumably because he doesn't know how to upload multiple images in a single tweet.

**This one is tricky to translate. Do-yoon says 정신일도 하사불성 (jungshinildo hasabulsung), which is an idiom that comes from the Chinese characters 精神一到何事不成. I /think/ what happened is Hyesung, who is not the most book smart character, didn’t recognize the saying and misinterpreted what Do-yoon meant as 인사불성 (insabulsung, lit. “becoming unconscious”). The first part of the saying “jungshinildo” sounds phonetically similar to a phrase that means “losing one’s consciousness”, and both phrases end in the syllables “-bulsung,” hence the confusion.

***He actually says ㅂㅅㅈ (BSJ), short for 배신자 (BaeShinJa) a.k.a. Betrayer.

Hyesung (link)

Name: Seo! Hye! Sung!

Hometown: Incheon~

Former Occupation: Unemployed T_T

Blood Type: A! B!

MBTI: ESFP

Nickname: Phater Star ⭐

Date of Birth: April Fool's Day

Height: Mid-170s*

Weight: 62kg

Specialty: Cute acts

Hobbies: Acting cute

Habits: Putting my hands in my pockets

Top 3 Likes: All of you ❤️, y'all ⭐, you all 🌷

Top 3 Dislikes: Patronizing people, stubborn people, being ignored

Motto in Life: ⭐⭐CAREPE DIEM⭐⭐ (IH: LOLLL he spelled it wrong and then crossed it out LOLLL)

A Person I Respect: People who succeed no matter what happens to them?

A Recent Worry: What do I need to do to get my rank up? (GH: Let's do our best!)

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: Do-yoonie 'ung!** (JY: I thought u were gonna say meee)

My Rival in the TOP 5: I feel like I might catch some flak if I say it? LOLOL Gyu-hyukie hyung LOL (IH: ?)

My Best Physical Feature: My starlight-filled eyes 🤩 (IH: omg..)

When I'm Happiest: When I get complimented (JY: Here's me complimenting you~)

When I'm Saddest: When I get ignored

Who I Want to See Myself Become: A confident person

Goals for This Year: 1st place in Bstars‼️

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: To think you achieved this much...You're amazing!

A Message for the Viewers: Who's gonna be #1? The one who comes in like a comet, Seo! Hye! Sung!***

*Incidentally, his official height is listed as exactly 170.

**Seems like he's slurring "hyung" here.

***"Hyesung" is a homophone for "comet" or "meteor" in Korean.

Seil (link)

Name: Chang Seil....

Hometown: Ansan

Former Occupation: FD

Blood Type: AB

MBTI: ESFP, or so I'm told

Nickname: I don't have one

Date of Birth: 1995/02/24

Height: 168

Weight: 52

Specialty: Nothing special...

Hobbies: Music appreciation

Habits: Fixing my glasses?

Top 3 Likes: Good music, going home after work, days off

Top 3 Dislikes: Brainless people, things being in disorder, working overtime

Motto in Life: Breathe in and receive wel wealth, breathe out and receive health* (IH: Me 2)

A Person I Respect: I guess I'll say PD Shin, huhu... (HS: You little traitor)

A Recent Worry: I'm losing my mind at the formations being all messed up as a result of switching to a different stage

The TOP 5 Contestant I'm Closest To: What's even the point of a staff member forming these kinds of unnecessary personal attachments... (HS: Right you are)

My Rival in the TOP 5: I think this is a question for contestants only

My Best Physical Feature: I don't know I don't have one (DY: Your eyes...?)

When I'm Happiest: When our shows get good ratings?

When I'm Saddest: When people criticize the staff? (JY: Gasp T_T)

Who I Want to See Myself Become: At the very least, I hope tomorrow is a little better than today

Goals for This Year: Wrapping up Buried Stars with no issues

What I Want to Say to Myself 1 Year from Now: Wow another year older huh~~~

A Message for the Viewers: I wish you all would do a better job at standing in line...

*I’ve not heard this saying before, but based on a quick Google search it seems like it’s typically an expression of blessing or gratitude, so said to someone else (i.e., “may you receive health/wealth as easily as you breathe,” etc.)

What the Top 5 Think of Each Other

Gyu-hyuk

Han Do-yoon: Hey, Gyu-hyukie hyung. It’s me, Do-yoon. (SI: It says your name in the box, you know….) Whenever I see you on stage I feel nothing but admiration. I sense this deep sort of resonance, you know...I’m sure that resonance comes from something you’re creating deep inside of you. I find myself cheering you on just like a viewer, wondering just how far you’re gonna make it. Well anyway, I hope you have a good day. Bye! (GH: Write some more T_T)

Oh Inha: Gyu! I saw you put Do-yoon as the contestant you’re closest with, I thought it was me…?! LOL (HS: Just face the facts LMAO) Thanks for not getting mad when I call you Gyu LOL. To be honest, I was scared of you. You’re 1000x more gentle than you seem on TV, do people know that about you or no?

Seo Hyesung: Phew...The godly silver spoon..All us have-nots can do is cry. At least, that’s what I thought, but since your skills kick ass too I can’t even say anything. How does it feel to have it all? But y’know, if ever I say something that’s taking it too far you can tell me off. (IH: In that case then he’d probably have to say something every time you breathe) Sometimes I can’t get a good read on what you’re thinking?? (GH: I’m thinking about you)

Min Juyoung: Gyuhyuk, where did you even come from! Even I, who already debuted once, can’t help but be filled with admiration whenever I see you on stage. You’re so talented but at the same time so humble...But being too humble is also a bad thing. You know that, right? I want to know what you’re thinking about when you sing. I know we’re competing against each other, but still, I want us to be better friends!

Chang Seil: Please just pretend this box is blank. Anywayz, hyung, you’re truly the star of the show when it comes to Buried Stars. PD Shin was shocked just reading your application. Of course, you had the skills to back it up after, too. I’m curious to see how high you’re gonna rise up. (HS: You just heard from music critic Chang Gun-mo*)

*Not sure if I read his handwriting right, but I think this is a reference to renowned singer-songwriter Kim Gun-mo. Obviously, Hyesung is poking fun here.

Juyoung

Seo Hyesung: You’re pretty, you sing well, and you’ve got a nice personality. You’re a triple threat, noona! If only we hadn’t met as competitors, I would have come on stronger. 2 bad. You already debuted once, so I can count on you to help out your poor maknae, right?? (IH: Are you kidding me with this)

Oh Inha: Unnie, you are so so lovely and admirable…So much so that I feel smaller every time I look at you. I know we only met as fellow competitors in an audition show, but I hope we can keep being friends. You make me want to act like a better person than I am.

Han Do-yoon: Youngie noona! It’s me, Do-yoon. You changed so much that I didn’t even recognize you at first, but I realized it was you soon enough. It was so cool of you to come back to give it another try, and whenever we practice together I can’t help but be motivated by you. Hope today is a good day for you. Thank you very much! (HS: What, are you trying to cheer her up or something)

Lee Gyu-hyuk: Based on my first impression of you, I was surprised at how strong-willed you are. I’m more used to accommodating others, so I guess I don’t really know what you think of me. If it’s possible, I’d like to be more like you...I think I might even go as far as to call you my role model (?) Was that too out of line?

Chang Seil: Again, I’m not really sure why they're making me write these, but… (HS: If you don’t want to write them then don’t) Juyoung-ssi, you’ve got tremendous ability. In your case, during your original debut, your concept actually did a disservice to your level of skill. If you just maintain your current status on Bstars, you’ll easily rise to the top of the charts. That’s just my opinion, though.

Inha

Min Juyoung: Inha~ ♡ Whenever you’re on stage you always shine! ✨ I worried so much about how hard this would be for me, so thank you so much for always being so kind to me. You always make me feel better when things are tough! >< I wish everyone could see the warm and friendly side that you only show me. ♡ Love you ♡ (IH: I love you T_T) (HS: Truly the master of warm and fuzzy comments)

Han Do-yoon: Hi, Inha. It’s me, Do-yoon. The two of us really did change a lot in terms of looks, but you’re a born natural. The way you adjusted into it so easily was really amazing and cool to see. I think that’s definitely a strength of yours, as well as what makes you charming. You are awesome! Anyway, I hope you have a good day today as always. Bye! (SI: If someone didn’t know better, they might think you were filling out paperwork or something)

Lee Gyu-hyuk: It kind of caught me off guard when you first started calling me Gyu, but I came to like you calling me that. Because you’re just calling me by my name, without any formalities. Youngie noona said this too, but...Thanks for just treating me like a friend. I think you have a lot of aspects to you that I’m lacking in. I’m kind of jealous. (HS: I do that too you know..) (IH: In your case you go so far with it that it’s actually a problem socially)

Seo Hyesung: She sure is one without a filter. Sometimes I think, like, wouldn’t it be better to have some kind of filter? Anyway, she does have some friggin’ sweet dance moves, I’ll give her that. I wish I had joints like that... T_T (IH: Then why don’t you practice)

Chang Seil: I’m not sure why I’m participating in this, but…Inha-ssi is one contestant who’s sure to succeed. She already has the talent and charm, so I think that as long as she just gets the right kind of support she’ll breeze through Bstars and will even be able to set course for way bigger things in the future. We at Bstars had better work even harder to ensure that can happen! (IH: omg...thank u T.T)

Do-yoon

Lee Gyu-hyuk: Do-yoon! I still remember that one time that I was just standoffishly standing in the back of the room when you came up and started talking to me. When we first started I often had the thought that it was a mistake to have come out here, but thanks to you I was eventually able to get comfortable talking to everyone. I’ll always be grateful to you. A lot has happened, but...my hope is to be someone that you could come to rely on, too. Because I want to pay you back! (HS: A silver spoon who pays his debts)

Seo Hyesung: Hyung, you’re kind of more easily shaken than you look, emotionally speaking? Every time that happens, you know how much I go out of my way to make you feel better, right? You’re grateful, right? If you are then be good to me!! Bc I’m keeping track! LMAO ...I just wanted to say thanks for talking to me first (IH: Oh? That was actually kinda cute of you?)

Min Juyoung: Do-yoon, when I first met you I thought you were a demon! But ever since you changed your hair...Ohoho…? You’re always off on your own lost in thought, but sometimes it’s OK to talk about your feelings. I’ve gone through quite a bit, too, so who knows, maybe I could help? We’re always seeing each other around, so don’t be afraid to come talk to me. We may be competitors on the show, but in the end we’re all just peers who are in the music industry together! (IH: Unnie I want to be your peer too~!!)

Oh Inha: Han Do-yoon teach me how you do your makeup...And the way you manage to get it all off when you go to bed is amazing! I don’t know how you even deal with something so annoying...Also, if you ever feel like you’re having a mental breakdown or something why not freaking talk to us for once! (JY: Yeah!)

Chang Seil: Do-yoonie hyung, I think you have a good head on your shoulders. (HS: Why don’t you try saying things like that to me for once) Or maybe I should say your sense of judgment seems to shine because of your tricky situation? You’re always thanking me etc. for my advice and such, but I know most of it is stuff you’re already thinking that I’m just repeating to you. At this rate, I think things will work out quite well for you, don’t you?

Hyesung

Han Do-yoon: Hello, Hyesung. It’s me, Do-yoon. (IH: Are you writing this to your grandpa?) At first I was a little worried about getting along with you because you were so outgoing and full of energy. But after getting to know you I realized that you have an earnest side to you as well, and you’re a lot different than how you first appeared. You work hard, so I think things will work out for you. Anyway, I hope you have a good day today. Bye!

Min Juyoung: You’re really lively, but I see you quietly thinking to yourself sometimes, too. Can you tell me what it is that you’re thinking about? If you’re worried about anything, I’d be happy to lend an ear...I’m cheering you on! (HS: Then help me win more votes T_T) (JY: Oh! Well that might be a little hard~)

Lee Gyu-hyuk: Maybe it’s just a difference in personality, but I never seem to know how to act when meeting new people...I’m worried that I upset you, and it keeps tugging at my mind. Next time we meet, I’ll try harder to be more friendly. (HS: Then help me win more votes T_T)

Oh Inha: Oh, that Hyesung? He sure is a mystery, really. I mean, maybe someday we might be able to be on slightly better terms, right? Maybe if the things he said were a little bit nicer? (HS: Why are u talking to urself?)

Chang Seil: N / A (HS: Ha.. (=ヮ=))

Seil

Han Do-yoon: Hello, Seil. It’s me, Do-yoon. You’re so businesslike, so I’m always surprised at the considerate things you sometimes do for us, too. I wa I’m always grateful to you. Just know that I can see how hard you’re working. I hope you have a good day today. Bye then! (IH: Fighting!) (JY: I’m grateful, too!)

Oh Inha: Hi Seilll! I’m worried about you, what with those huge dark circles that are always on your face. Try drinking some healthy vegetable juice or something once in a while, OK…? Thanks for all our little chats here and there! Let’s both hang in there! (SI: T_T)

Min Juyoung: Hi, Seil~ Looks like those guys above me already said it all, about how hard you work. The things that PD Shin say to you...I’m sure they have good intentions behind them, but I don’t think you should push yourself to the point where you have to feel like you have to change who you are. I’m sure it’s hard, but the reason we do this kind of work in the first place is so that we can be happy, after all! (HS: A word of wisdom from a follower of the Church of Happiness...)

Lee Gyu-hyuk: I have this memory of when I appeared in the preliminaries. Back then I didn’t know anything still, so I kept looking at you and following whatever you said. I guess I can think of you as something close to a teacher. (JY: Professor Chang!) It may not be much, but I’m at least trying not to inconvenience you too much. Because I know you’re going out of your way for us in a lot of ways already. I’m looking forward to continuing to work with you.

Seo Hyesung: Why is a staff member writing these too? Mr. FD, do you think you’re a celebrity or something??? LMFAO. In that case, are you here reading these boxes where we’re talking amongst each other, too? (SI: I guess so, O Great Superstar Mr. Seo...)

#Buried Stars #Video games #cam thoughts #liveblog: bstars #My Translations #*blows a kiss* for my three (3) followers who are my sole companions in this small fandom hell #happy anniversary to us babes

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Two Weeks

AN. I just utterly fell in love with the song Traitor by Olivia Rodrigo. I thought i'll make a one-shot with it. Maybe a series if any of yall want it. Let me know <3

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Summary: You Seb and Chris are shooting a movie, which is oddly the same to what went down between you and Seb 2 years ago. The producer asked you to write the official soundtrack for it... the script reminded you of a song you wrote two years ago, that you never released... Will anything change?

Pairing: exfiancé!Bucky x reader

Song used: Olivia Rodrigo - Traitor

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It had been a though decision whether to join this movie called Two Weeks as the main female character, knowing that Sebastian.. your ex fiancé was to be the leading male character. It only somehow helped that Chris would be there as a supporting character to both of you. The script however was... unsettling to say the least. You managed to keep your relationship a secret for a good few years, but when it all blew up, there was no hiding. 2 years ago, your world turned upside down, and the fact that all the interviewers asked from you at that time was about your ex, not of your upcoming album, or your tour. It was hard to deal with the pain of a breakup while noone let you have your time to grieve. Suddenly it wasn't about your talent anymore, it was about what went down between you and Seb.

Chris knew it all, he seen it first hand. How you slowly grew from trusting Seb with all your heart, to being broken, and not trusting anybody. He saw all the arguements, and when he should've tell you the truth, he thought it wasn't his place. He was both of your friend... yet in the end he choose to betray your trust.

Seb left.. then soon enough paparazzis caught him with a brand new armcandy, the one he told you so many times not to worry about. At that point you tried to avoid anything related to him as it was fire.

Chris tried to reach you from month to month, it was mostly just one word replies from you.. But then you gradually forgave him. You could understand why he didn't want any part in this mess.

Now you were on the road in your car with him, headed to SoCal. The movie seemed to be great, it would be a shame to waste this opportunity. You'll just be professional, you won't let your emotions get the best of you, you won't try to mix it with what went down between you two years ago.

When you and Chris got out of the car, paparazzis went wild. They never seen you with any man really, your private life was a mystery.. except for your breakup with Seb.

You were laughing about something with Chris, looks on point, all confident, looking the happiest ever, waving to your manager with a smile... Seb's mouth fell open on the side.

Soon enough tabloids were swarmed with your photos with Chris. Guessing if you two are together or not. Of course the interview next day on the beach turned to these accusations from your upcoming album.

-No we are not together. We are friends, we were for years prior. - you said with a smile.

-So then are you single?

-I think that is a really personal question.. But i guess at some point i can't deny information. Yes i am single, but not available.

-Are you not available cause you still have feelings for your ex, whom will be your co-star in this new movie?

- I just don't think dating would right now fit into my life. I'd rather focus on shooting this movie, and on my upcoming album, then after the release the tour.

-What will this album be about? Can you tell us some little details?

-It will contain songs that i wrote in the past years, but never released, as well as this new movie's soundtrack.

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Later on you were sitting in your trailer with your manager.

-The interview was awesome. You're becoming quite the professional..

-Thank you, but i just don't get it. It was years ago, do they really need to chew on Seb and me?

-They knew nothing about it, until it ended, of course they need to... Of course, we'll see what goes down in the press conference next week, but i think you should prepare for these kind of questions again.. Since both of you will be there.

-Oh geez... dont even mention, can't i skip that?

-No way in hell.. I'm sorry (Y/n), it is in your contract.

You sighed..

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The first week of shooting went surprisingly well. You got rid of nearly every scene that you were in alone, or with Chris. You recorded the official soundtrack as well, but that was a secret until the premiere as per contract.

Now you were sitting next to Chris, Seb right next to him. Of course most of the questions were about your past relationship, and how that affected the movie. You answered them all with a cold professionality again. Yet the last question had you freeze. You couldn't utter a word, so Seb took over, with a look of concern flashing through his eyes.

-One source said this movie is basically about your past relationship with Sebastian, is that true?

-Look, the script is may or may not the exact way how it went down between us, but that doesn't change that we did have a different outcome in the end. And that is all on me. (Y/n) is a wonderful and talented young woman, who isn't one bit deserving of everyone always asking only about our relationship. So let this conference be the last where you bother her with these. We dated, we loved eachother, i proposed, she said yes, then i fucked up royally, and she left. That is all to it, and we would very much appreciate keeping our private lives out of the worlds prying eyes. Thank you.

You were looking at him, hand over your heart. You whispered a thank you to him before standing up and leaving.

You had concerts next week, so you weren't shooting much, but then it was a full month of shooting lovely-dovey scenes, the arguements, all that jazz. It was an emotional rollercoaster, and it of course tore open long forgotten cuts. Only Chris and Seb knew that all your on scene tears were real, they were so sorry that you basically put yourself through it all again. You refused to talk to him if it wasn't necessary, no matter how badly he tried. At breakfast, at lunch, at night when the cast partied.

The movie soon was done. It was time for the premiere, where you had to perform the official soundtrack for the first time. They brought in musicians. Violins, piano, guitars, everything. You got the most magical dress you could ever imagine. Before you step into the stage, they show a movie of you talking about the song.

"I wrote this after a very painful breakup. I thought it would fit perfectly for this movie too. I mean i was the lead female in both, i should know. - you chuckled - it still hurts, and it will forever hurt to lose someone this way, but this is just life. To all the young girls out there suffering from the same i just want to say it will get better, someday you'll find someone who will worth all the past tears, and won't let you shed another one cause of sadness. It will be okay.- you said with a smile, wiping a single tear from your eyes. "

Then the video ended, the lights went out, only a dim one illuminated you in the middle of the stage with a single microphone.

You looked like you stepped out of a dream. Your wavy hair fell to your shoulder, your dress sparkled beautifully. Seb was sure you jsut stepped out of a fairytale to haunt him for his faults. Then the music started.

"Blue guilty eyes and little white lies Yeah, I played dumb but I always knew That you talked to her, maybe did even worse I kept quiet so I could keep you And ain't it funny How you ran to her The second that we called it quits? And ain't it funny How you said you were friends? Now it sure as hell don't look like it You betrayed me And I know that you'll never feel sorry For the way I hurt, yeah" ....

Seb looked at you with tears in his eyes. This was about him.

"God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you When she's sleeping in the bed we'd made Don't you dare forget about the way You betrayed me 'Cause I know that you'll never feel sorry For the way I hurt, yeah .... You gave me your word But that didn't matter It took you two weeks To go off and date her Guess you didn't cheat But you're still You're still a traitor Yeah, you're still a traitor God, I wish that you had thought this through Before I went and fell in love with you"

You ended the song with tears in your eyes, looking straight into his eyes, let's be real you looked at him the whole time.

Chris looked between both of you and sighed, while the rest of the audience stood up to celebrate you. You were amazing. This was possibly the most powerful song they ever heard, it was full of emotions, it fit the movie perfectly.

You sat down next to Seb, and the director, where your seat was. The movie started. You all watched it in silence. Near the end, where the guy realizes his mistake, and runs after the girl in hopes he can somehow keep her despite all his faults, Seb carefully takes your hand, and you let him. The main characters made up, the guy proposed to the girl, and she said yes. Only you two knew the pain behind this scene. The other end, where the guy doesn't realize his mistake soon enough, where the engagement ring is left on the cofeetable of a once shared house. Where the girl doesn't know if she could ever trust anybody again, let alone trust them with her heart.

The movie is a big hit, a month after release you're asked once again to go on a press conference with Chris and Seb. At first they are asking normal questions, then a new interviewer stoods up...

-Miss (Y/n), I am told that you prefer not to talk about your private life, but our readers are dying to know if this movie, more specifically the end of this movie is something that went down between you and Sebastian, or did it change anything between you two.. ?

-Um.. i.. no it didn't. Our relationship was different that the one in the movie. While filming we both kept being professionals, nothing changed. I don't see what the movie's ending has to do with either of us really. - you were uncomfortable, Seb realized this, but he had to say his piece.

-Excuse me, may i add something? So right, we are both professionals, and i think (Y/n) is one of the most talented and wonderful people i've ever met, and despite how the guy got the girl in the end, in our case, I was the guy who lost her. Life is just not like in the movies. If you fuck up, you fucked up. You can't mend trust like that. There is not a single day when i don't wish i was better, where i don't wish i had married her when i could've. And i can promise her right here right now in front of all of you that there won't be a day, when i won't try to gain her trust back. She loved me at my worst, she looked past my mistakes as long as she could, and all i did was break her, then it was way too late when i realized that she was the one. She still is, and She always will be.

The cameras went wild as you looked at him in disbelief, as he looked at you with nothing but sadness and genuine love.

Could he mend the broken trust? Could you trust him again?

#sebastian x reader #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #sebastian stan

[otomes-world]

Unexpected Interaction (Part 8)

I just came to realize... last update was 8th of May... My `coming soon` became a 3 month... I`m sorry... part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

On this day, it seemed, the birds sang their trills more loudly, and the sun shone brighter, warming the surrounding area with its rays. At least that’s what Justin-Silver thought, staring out the window with a dreamy look, leaning his elbows on the windowsill. It was understandable, because on such a momentous day the `princess` promised to visit the Academy. After all, today he vowed to turn it into the best day of her life.

Today, everything should go perfectly: from the flowers chosen for decoration and the desserts served to the combination of napkin and ribbon palettes. Naturally, he didn’t do it alone. LeBlanche wished to take part in the preparation, and with him his loyal fans. Surely, from the outside it might have seemed that they were preparing for the arrival of a member of the royal family no less. For Justin, that’s how it was. Too many dangers and sorrows fell to the lot of his lady of his heart, so the least he could do is to chase away the clouds over her head a little and brighten the tar barrel with a spoon of honey. Of course, drinking tea would not solve all problems, but it would give “her” a couple of hours of peace.

What flowers, what sweets to put - Raven helped with all this, by some miracle he knew all the preferences of the girl. When he managed to get hold of all the information, Justin did not understand, but this knowledge now came in handy and he didn`t question them. The thought of a flattered smile on the lady’s face was enough to cheer the young man up. Gathering his strength, he plunged into the hustle and bustle with great zeal.

Even if she forgave him, conscience still tormented Justin, not allowing him to breathe calmly. The solutions offered by Aro and Raven went against what had been told him since childhood and the honor of a knight. Perhaps they were right, and the same methods should be used in the fight against the villains. However, this did not make it easier. Therefore, the party also became a kind of way for Justin to apologize for the impartial actions.

Once again glancing around the garden, almost ready to receive, the youth’s eyes rested on the center. By his own will, in the middle was an ice sculpture, carved by the best craftsmen of Twisted Wonderland. Is he overdoing it? Maybe.

“Wai~! Is it a holiday today?” Said the blond, accidentally wandered into the garden.

Straining his memory, Justin recognized him as his classmate - a designer. The cases when they talked face to face can be counted on the fingers. However, taking this as a sign of fate, the young man decided to consult a professional.

“Good afternoon, even if this is not an official celebration, but for me it is. If you wish, you can visit him and meet my goddess. How do you like the design, maybe it’s worth changing something?”

The young man looked around, finally, he saw a standing statue. Coming closer, he touched his chin with his hand, assessing the work. From the tension, Justin involuntarily clenched the fabric of his own jacket, awaiting the verdict.

“The statue is no less a work of art,” he said finally, turning around. “Who is pictured here? Unfortunately, I am unable to remember the person.”

“Here is carved the one in whose honor today’s tea party! I am flattered by your high-…”

“That’s how~ Is that your lover? Or maybe the fiancé?” He did not have time to finish, the blond interrupted him, not allowing him to continue.

“If it was so, I would be the happiest person on earth,” Justin said slowly. As if the question had caught him off guard. Shaking his head, he finished the thought. “Unfortunately, we did not meet often and do not know each other well.”

At this, the blond somehow strangely narrowed his eyes and shook head, he looked at his classmate for a while. Sighing, he headed towards the exit from the garden, finally throwing, “If I were you, I would save the statue for another time.“

In a hurry, Justin glanced back into the center, looking at the big picture. He consulted about this with Raven, who convinced him of the genius of the idea. With a regretful wave of his pen, the young man removed the statue and conjured a flower arrangement in its place. Perhaps Adonis will be perplexed, but those were the words of the designer, he knows better.

On this day, it seemed, the birds sang their trills more loudly, and the sun shone brighter, warming the surrounding area with its rays. It was as if everyone around mocked you, who sincerely hoping for rain, snow, hail or any weather phenomenon that you could use as an excuse not to go. However, absolutely nothing foreshadowed trouble, promising a wonderful day. It was either magic, or all the forces of the universe and the planet came together to provide you with an unforgettable tea party. The preparations for which, probably, Justin-Silver began long before the scheduled date.

At first, you thought about who to take with you, because the invitation, brought by a pair of tits, did not say that you should come alone. However, the closer the day X was, the more you though: to go by yourself. Vil’s status and position did not allow him to be with you twenty-four hours a day, and your conscience not allowed you to ask help from Hunt. There was also an option to take the ADeuce duo with you, but intuition told you that it would not end well. Naturally, the fact that Grimm goes with you anyway was not discussed. You only secretly hoped that Neige would have a day off, and you would be able to pair with him.

Perhaps you were just whipping up the atmosphere by unnecessarily worrying. However, the presence of Raven, with whom you had the honor to communicate in the studio, and Aro did not set up for a quiet pastime. You knew very little about the second, but you strongly doubted that you wanted to correct this fact. You were completely satisfied with the current state of affairs. There was something about him that vaguely resembled Hunt. Driving away the anxiety, you only hoped that you just imagined things.

If you get the right impression of Justin, `tea party` in his concept is practically an open-air ball. However, why `practically`, for sure, it would be so. Therefore, reluctantly, you paid special attention to your clothes. Of course, even if you came in pajamas, the silver-haired youth would still sing praises to you and dedicate poems to you. Unwittingly thinking that Vil would have had a heart attack if he found out about this intention, you decided to wear something more or less suitable.

A light knock on the window distracted you from the agony of choice. For such a long period, you have already got used to the fact that the Onboro Dorm has become a walk-through yard for animals. Now, turning around, you already with the usual look found a small box of light beige, tied with a silk ribbon of the same color. Quite unusual, because the flow of gifts seemed to have stopped long ago.

Curiosity overpowered, pulling the ribbon, you untied the bow and opened the box, which to your surprise lay the dress. Well, that, too, could have been predicted. How thoughtful of Jus-… a purple card suddenly caught your eye. Seeing Raven’s name on it, your fuse immediately died down. If the gift was from your most faithful admirer, you would know that he would mean absolutely nothing by it. However, his friends, and in particular the brunette, was a completely different part of deal.

Looking again at the inside of the dress, you noticed that it was pretty cute. Just to your taste, which was alarming. Before that, you were sent nothing insignificant trifles in the form of flowers and sweets. You can say that for the first time you have received a more “weighty” gift, the acceptance of which would definitely have consequences. Unfortunately, the animals that brought the gift disappeared immediately. Apparently, the one who sent them was expecting you to immediately hand the box back.

Tiredly rubbing the bridge of your nose, you sighed heavily. Since when has your life gotten so difficult? The thought of your upcoming visit to the Academy once again darkened your mood completely.

Part 9

#Tenshi talk #rsa!mob #rsa! raven x reader #rsa! quicksilver #rsa! aro #unexpected interaction #twisted wonderland #twst fic #twst oneshot #twst vil #twst rook #rsa! raven #rsa! quicksilver x reader #rsa! aro x reader #twst #female reader #Rsamobs #rsa x reader #royal sword academy #Rsa oc

[endeaavorr]

bokuto headcanons (if you were in fukurodani)

realistically, i’d imagine a scenario where you’re a third year too since i find those ‘pretty freshmen dating their popular senior’ cliché like the annoying kind of cliché bcs love like that either don’t last, or isn’t real.

bo was nearly late on the first day of highschool and the chair next to your were the only one left.

since that day onwards, for the whole three years you became chairmates.

idk about people but i fall in love easy so im sure i’d fall in love like after two weeks of school just because of subtle things like him reminding you not to forget your lunch or to check your drawer before you go home and he goes to practice, walking with you to other classes, the subtle accidental touches, yep what a simp.

but you didn’t confess because you wouldn’t want to ruin what you guys had.

so for the whole three years you were content being his really close friend, like you know the kind you trust so much and just have a default fond feeling for, the kind you remember to buy another box of milk for before going back to class.

he’s a natural athlete and is currently working on being a pro, but you don’t really enjoy physical things since you hate sweating.

you guys have complete opposite club activities.

as much as i like the thought of being fukurodani’s manager,, that’s not for this plot.

maybe a cooking club or debate.

but when your schedules collide, he accidentally meets you on his way out of the school, and gives you a toothy grin before offering to walk you home.

when you enter the third year of course things had to change, you have to prepare for college app and whilst he’s set on being a pro athlete he still needs to graduate first.

you stopped your club activities and on rare days when he’s not in the school gym, he’s at your house studying for finals.

your study sessions naturally became something you really cherished.

you get to see the side other people don’t.

the way his dyed silver eyebrows scrunch during math, the bright intimidating honey eyes that to you radiates only comfort.

the noisy remarks he made the entire 5 hours of study, the constant whine and complains.

the way he’d lean back to look at your ceilings after finishing a workbook page.

almost a year passed, it’s finally off season and he played his last match as fukurodani’s ace and captain.

you notice that your study sessions now feel heavier.

he’s still the same person with the same eyebrow scrunch and the same noisy whine and honey like eyes.

but you can’t help but feel like he’s slipping away.

finals are coming to and end and it’s time for your last study session, probably even the last in his life since, pro athletes don’t need to understand calculus to make living.

you feel like there’s this huge rock on your chest, it’s hard to breathe.

you don’t even bother to try and look at the abstract equations on your notes, you’ve done this your whole life, you don’t need to.

but him, the thought of a future where you’re not waking up at 4.30 am in the morning to see him, the thought of not being the person that he sleeps next to in class ?

he seems to catch on your silent distress and opted on a night walk around the neighborhood.

it’s 10 pm and the moon is smiling, you walk next to him on the inner side of the road, heart feeling full but not in a good way.

you were so drowned in uneasiness you didn’t realise the warmth next to you is gone, your heart tripped and look back for a second to see him 5 meters behind you.

the night is silent as he continues to walk to you, his eyes not leaving yours and oh how you wished this is how it’ll always be.

“talk to me, y/n.” he said with a voice almost bitter, as if he feels the same thing. you study his face with a visible shade of longing and even he too, felt his heartbeat start to falter.

“i-“

you almost had it but again the suffocating fear in your heart brings your head down for a moment.

“it’s our last final tomorrow, and you did a great job studying today, i’m sure you’ll do great.” he smiled lightly at that, saying how it’s all thanks to you and it’s a debt he won’t ever be able to repay. but he knows there’s more.

“that’s not what i meant.” your head is still down but you feel his gaze avert back to you. you raise your head slowly to look at him and the feeling takes you back to the days he’d always sleep with his head on the table facing you on the second recess while you do some work on your laptop, the beautiful little feelings you hold so close to your heart.

you muster up enough courage to go on and finally say it, “i, i’m always the happiest around you, koutarou-kun, the last three years i spent next to you, even on things that don’t matter like when you fell asleep on recess, when forgot to zip your bag because you were too excited to see akaashi, when you dramatically whined about not getting the last serving of yakisoba bun, and even on important events like when you became the team captain, or when you won the preliminaries, or when officials from national teams would come to talk to you in between your matches in the nationals.. they.. they’re all about you yet it made me so happy i got to be by your side,” you can feel your mind clearing up and words came out of your lips just like that, “your future is set and i can’t be any happier, but still, with our path so different, i can’t help but fear i won’t see you again after the bell rings twice tomorrow,”

your eyes no longer sting and your heartbeat managed to be, you hold your heart in your hands and words again dripped from your lips, like it’s blood, like it’s love. “i’m not asking you for anything, but i’m glad i spent the beginning of my youth with you,” his eyes widen at the realization of what’s coming out next “koutarou-kun, from the bottom of my heart, i love you.”

you managed to give him your smile before you feel his strong arms engulfing you, the hold you’ve been yearning for these three years, you can’t help but hold him back and let out the silent yet violent sobs, you’re just so relieved, so relieved. and he said in a voice you’ll take to your own grave,

“wait for me, i’m coming back to you.”

#bokuto #bokuto koutarou #bokuto koutarou hc #bokuto headcanons #bokuto koutarou headcanon #bokuyo x reader #bokuto koutarou x reader #bokuto fluff #bokuto angst #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu headcanon #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #🌘 moon hc