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❦ dodging his love | ot7

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Heeseung

hee does this thing when the two of you are cuddling

where he plays with your hair with one hand while he has the other hand behind his head

while you trace random patterns on his chest

he loves it when you do it because the two of you just chat about the most random things

most nights it’s you venting while hee gives you advice

other nights hee sings you to sleep

tonight you were having an off day

so while you were cuddling, hee was about to play with your hair when you put on the hood of one of hee’s hoody

which meant that he couldn’t play with your hair

“i wanna play with your hair” he says with a frown

“no” you replied as you lay your head down

“why not?”

“because i like your hoody”

“i like it on you with the hood off”

“why do you like my hair so much?”

“it’s soft"

“i wake up looking like a mess because of you”

“it helps me sleep”

“you’re gonna have to earn it” then this man starts to aegyo just so he can play with your hair

and he’s good at it

so you let him

while you’re annoyed that you’re gonna wake up with messy hair because of hee

you don’t mind since it helps you fall asleep

Jay

this man doesn’t hesitate to show off his affection

whether it’s wrapping his arm around your waist when you’re out

or it’s kissing your cheek while you’re taking a selfie

sometimes it works out other times... he ends up making a complete fool of himself

engry bird here decided to sleep over (on the couch ofc)

you woke up to jay’s extremely loud voice

so you got up and headed to the kitchen where you saw him looking for stuff in your fridge

“where are the tomatoes?” you roll your eyes and go in front of him, grabbing the tomatoes which was literally right there

“you need new glasses” you tell him as he embarrassment fills his face

he wraps his arms around your waist, enveloping you in a back hug

you didn’t notice because it was such a subtle thing but you shrugged him off to get a glass of water which was right over the counter

of course he noticed

because you could’ve held his hands while he was hugging you and both of you could’ve gone to get a glass of water

so now he’s pouting the whole time

he doesn’t tell you what’s wrong

and expects you to just know and read his mind but of course you can’t

so then it kinda gets quiet while you’re eating breakfast

which is unusual since jay is always so chatty

so then you go, “you gonna tell me why you’re all mopey this morning”

“you shrugged me off to get the glass of water”

“that’s why you’re pissed?”

“of course that’s why I’m pissed why else would I be pissed?”

“i accidentally washed your white hoody with the colors and now it’s pink”

“why the hell would you wash a white hoody with the colors?”

“i don’t know, I didn’t see it!”

“it’s white. maybe you’re the one who needs to change your glasses?”

“shut up! you’re the one getting pissed over grabbing a glass of a water”

“you shut up it’s not even my hoody at this point”

“ok, well what kind of person who gets pissed over grabbing a glass of water?”

“the kind of person of person who gets pissed over grabbing a glass of water?”

“clingy much?”

he took that as a challenge then moved to where you were and lifted you onto his lap

Jake

jakey would probably get shy with hugs and kisses

but he loves it

how can he not love it especially from you?

you head into his place and instantly go to layla instead of greeting your boyfriend

you sit down on the floor giving hugs and kisses to layla who’s now paying attention to you

the both of you are in your own little world together as you and layla smoother each other with affection

poor baby is like “what about me?”

he sits with you

wanting your attention so he puts his head in front of you, eyes looking up at you like that one live where he goes “i love you”

and he does just that

you roll your eyes, pat his head and you’re like

“i love you too but let me go back to paying attention to my baby” (baby as in layla)

layla actually barks at jake

the auDACitY

so jake feels neglected since layla’s getting all the y/n love

which leads to him just sitting next to you in silence while he watches you both

he's happy that you and layla love each other but you’re supposed to be paying attention to him

eventually, you realize that jake is just sitting there so you look at him

he’s like,

“who do you love more, me or layla?”

you move so that you’re laying your head on jake’s lap while layla is curled up by your stomach

“layla, duh”

Sunghoon

he’s on the quieter side in terms of showing his love in public

as a way of showing you that he’s there for you and that you’re there for him

your pinkies are linked together while outside

neither of you really know how it happened but it did and it’s your way of holding hands

especially when you’re ice skating

you’ve gotten better with hoonie teaching you and when he skates at your pace, you hold pinkies

you’re out on a date and hoonie’s about to link his pinky with yours

his pinky is a literally millimeters away from linking with yours

when all of a sudden you bring up your arms

in that brief moment your pinky knocks against his

but you don’t pay it any attention and do what you were about to show hoonie

you do a spin on the ice

hoonie’s proud of his baby for being able to spin on the ice when just a few months ago you could barely skate

b u t

he wanted to hold your freaking pinky :(

the two of you continue to skate alongside each other and you’re starting to realize that it’s quiet

too quiet

“hoonie?” you ask

he looks at you like “yeah?”

when you ask him what’s wrong he says nothing and just shrugs it off

so you start to think to yourself about what went wrong

lightbulb!

you extend your hand and he hesitantly takes it

you lift up your hands

and he spins you on the ice with your pinkies interlinked

Sunoo

sunoo is such a clingy, clingy, clingy baby

hugging you whenever he can?

Y E S

kisses all over your face?

of course

playing with your hands any chance he gets?

every. single. day. 🤧

you’re out on a date at a mall and the two of you are sitting at the food court

while you’re eating with one hand, sunoo grabs the free one

he’s playing with the couples ring the two of you bought for your 6 month anniversary when you pull your hand away

he looks at you with a frown

“that’s not nice, y/n-ah,” he mutters under his breath and you sigh,

“it’s not nice to distract people when they’re eating” you counter

he looks at you, a plan forming in his head

he then grabs your hand for the second time and then this man

takes your spoon

and while he’s holding your hand he decides to feed you with a triumphant smile on his face

it’s a win win for him since he gets to hold your hand and steal some of your food at the same time :)

Jungwon

wonie hugs are very, very, very warm and comforting

yk his broad shoulders?

and that⌛️ waist?!

the only way to describe his embrace is safety

when he hugs you your arms go around his waist and he rests his chin on top of your head and you just fit like two pieces of a puzzle

and he feels the same way exact same way with you

to him your hugs are the part of his day that he can just let himself go

some nights the two of you are cuddling and he cries into your shoulder because of all the stress he faces

the only thing you can do is be there for him, rubbing soothing circles on his back

so yea, he loves hugging you

you show up to the dorm, for dinner with him and the other members

when you walk in he extends his arms to hug you but you hear your name being called

so instead of hugging him you duck under his arm and go to the rest of the guys

he’s standing there dejected, arms going down to his side and he turns around looking in the direction you walked off to with that “ehh??” look

so he follows you and then he sees you Sunoo giving you a hug

and is like excuse me?

he sticks closer to you than usual but you’re not really sure why since he doesn’t say anything and he doesn’t mention what just happened literally just a few minutes ago

he’s not exactly mad... more like disappointed and jealous that you’d hug one of his hyungs when you didn’t hug him

as dinner goes on he acts like nothing’s wrong but deep down, he just wants a y/n hug :(

it’s getting late and while the boys are chatting, you rest your head on his shoulder when he then shrugs his shoulder which causes you to lift up your head

you look at him like

huh?

when he realizes just what he did but instead of apologizing he goes

“that’s what you get for not hugging me earlier” because he’s still kinda salty over it

you realize why he was acting weird so then you move and give a y/n hug to which he rests his chin on top of your head feeling kind of dumb that he was feeling that way earlier

which then causes ni-ki to tell the two of you to get a room

Ni-ki

there’s this thing that he does when one of his hyungs touches his hair

he sorta leans into their touch kinda like a little meow meow (yoongi reference? 👀 ok anyways)

he’d probably be shy over hugs and kisses since he’s still young and isn’t really experienced in terms of dating

whenever you come over to the dorm, the two of you hang out in the living room since none of the other boys want either of you in a room alone so you both have to be somewhere they can see

ni-ki’s the maknae and you get it + you don’t mind since it’s comfortable around them

whenever you’re on the couch, ni-ki does this thing where he lays his head on your lap but not your lap lap it’s like on one of your thighs I have no idea if that makes any sense-

you’d run your hand through his hair while he’s probably playing a game or something and it’d be quiet between the two of you but it’s one of those silences that you don’t need to fill

my heart is 💓💞💖💘 just thinking about it might write a riki hybrid au typa story soon idk ok back to the point of this post

so he does that thing where he leans into your touch

even when y’all have a movie night, he ends up either laying his head on your shoulder or on your lap and your hand finds its place in his hair

it becomes a thing between you two and whenever you hangout

so you’re sitting on the couch one afternoon and everyone’s sorta doing their own thing while you’ve got your laptop with you and you’re trying to study/work on an assignment

ni-ki walks into the living room where you are, smiling to himself, and does that thing where he kinda giggles? idk

so he makes his way to you and he sits down next to you but you’re too focused on what you need to do that you don’t even notice

ni-ki’s just about to lay his head on your lap but when you see it happening, you scoot away slightly at first he’s like what??

and then before he knows it, instead of his head on your lap it’s on the couch

he looks up at you like “how dare you do this to me?@#$” and he clears his throat trying to get your attention

you pat his hair once but then he’s like juST one pat? and then he justs…

i kid you not this man claws at your hand

then he takes your hands and puts it in his hair and now you’re forced to do your work with one hand

❦ written by riri | blog masterlist

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writers-hes · 4 years

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christmas record.

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warning: unedited ! i was rushing to post this before christmas but i’ll be going over my fics soon to edit everything. thank you!

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you were a photographer. you liked going to free shows around town, taking pictures of everyone in it. you liked how music swayed them and made them live in the moment. photography was your way of immortalising that fleeting moment. still, you weren’t as successful as other photographers to make it as your main source of income and that was okay. as long as you get to share your art with an audience, you knew you were doing something. you were on a break from your shift at baskin robbins when your phone notified that you just received a message.

helenepamburn.photography: Hello i just want to say i absolutely love your work!!

your phone read. helene pemburn was a photographer you’ve never heard of before. you decided to look at her instagram and check out her work and damn, it is amazing. it seems as though her muse was harry styles, your best friend’s favourite male artist. you have listened to his songs before, even downloaded his first album and he was good.

35mmdiary: oh my god!! thank you so much. i love yours too!! portrait is something that i’m not entirely good at :-)

helenepamburn.photography: Im helene, by the way ! What camera set-up do you usually use? 35mmdiary: hi, helene!! i’m y/n. i usually just use a minolta xg-1 camera and i switch up on the lenses…i’m more of a film photographer than a digital one… helenepamburn.photography: Ah! so you don’t use dlsr cameras?? 😮

35mmdiary: i do but i just take whatever photo and then edit it on lightroom…with my old presets hehehe

35mmdiary: oh im sorry i have to go i have to finish my shift!!

 the conversation ended at that at first but weeks into it and you found yourself really enjoying talking to helene. she became an instant friend, exchanging tips and tricks on photography. she would even talk about how it was touring with harry and etcetera. you wanted to meet each other soon but it was hard, seeing as your finals was right around the corner and harry releasing his new album.

———

“helene, who are you talking to? you’ve been on that phone for so long!” jeff azzof asked. it wasn’t unlike helene to type away at her phone 24/7. she was usually in her corner, editing harry’s photos for the world to see. “y/n,” she muttered. “who?”  “i found her on instagram and she really has amazing shots! look,” helene said, showing your instagram to jeff. “and this is all film! no editing,” she praised. “oh wow, she is good,” jeff commended. “yeah, well…about that. i think i’m gonna take a break from work first,” helene started. jeff looked at her quizzically. “i know harry’s about to release his album and there’s the thing at the forum and etcetera but i think y/n is gonna be a good replacement, no?”  “does harry know?” he asked. he was a little concerned that helene’s leave was a little sudden. sure, she’s been working hard, always going where harry was and taking photographs of him but still, it was abdrupt and it wasn’t quite what he was expecting. “ah, no not yet. i was hoping you could talk to him about it?” she shyly asked. harry’s been a ball of stress lately and helene knew that if something out of the schedule were to happen, harry would freak. “helene…” jeff warned. helene looked at him, practically begging him to go tell harry. jeff only sighed and nodded. “thank you!” she gushed. “i owe you one, big time,”

———

it was almost the holiday break, and you can already feel the christmas in l.a.—it’s not snowing, particularly and it’s not as iconic as new york christmas but you can already see christmas lights hanging downtown and at the grove. starbucks already released their holiday drinks and their holiday cups. you were finishing your last paper for the term, ready to finally get back to photography. you finished ahead of everyone else in class and begged some of your professors to let you take some quizzes and tests in advance. perhaps you were lucky this christmas because they allowed you to and you passed your term with good grades.

helenepemburn.photography: y/n I have a question to ask… 35mmdiary: sure what is it??

helenepemburn.photography: Are you done with classes? The semester?? 35mmdiary: yeah why?? helenepemburn.photography: How would you feel about replacing me as a photographer??? Im about to go on a break and I want you to be my fill-in??? You will be paid the same fee as I do during those days too

35mmdiary: What??? are you sure?? helenepemburn.photography: Yes!! The team will be in l.a. next week for a couple of interviews and etc so would be able to meet you and show you the ropes and hang out!!

35mmdiary: sure!! send me the details…i’m free until christmas anyway :)

helenepemburn.photography: See you then !! Im so excited to finally meet you !!

———

it’s been a few days and your best friend was absolutely ecstatic to know that you were harry styles’ photographer for a few weeks. you’ve been thinking about backing out but from your conversations with helene, it seems like she was really craving for a short break. she told you about going to japan and malibu with harry to take behind the scenes photographs. she loved it, of course but she was getting drained. besides, you will be paid a good amount of money for your services, unlike some of the previous bands who told you that you will have a shoutout for the ‘free’ photos you would give them. artists who don’t support artists suck, don’t they?

“i can’t believe! harry fucking styles!” your best friend, gina, exclaims. she was a harrie, the biggest one you’ve seen. she went to the forum, the closing venue for his first solo world tour, bought merch, and runs a fan account on twitter. “shh! keep it down, gina! it’s just a temporary job. i just took it as a favour to helene and also because it pays well. i can pay a little more to my college debt,” you muttered. “still! once you’re on tour with him, don’t you ever forget me,” she fake cries. “i just want a video greeting for harry, okay? like the one that i got you when i met adore delano,” she told you. you nodded and she squealed, jumpy in her seat because she was about to receive a personalised video from harry styles.

———

helenepamburn.photography: Im free right now if you want to meet up!! Im in la and i forgot how much i hated la traffic ://

35mmdiary: sure! where do you wanna meet? helenepamburn.photography: Harry rented an airbnb for all of us in beverly hills…would you like to meet in a coffee shop near it?? Im really craving for american starbucks right now 35mmdiary: sure! i’ll meet you there at 2:30? helenpamburn.photography: Ok and then we can go to the airbnb to meet up with jeff so he could walk you through the details sound good? 35mmdiary: okay…i’ll see you in a bit! be safe !  

you immediately went inside your shower to take a bath. you were finally meeting helene! you didn’t know who jeff was but you decided to dress a little nicer today just in case this jeff guy was a little strict. opting for minimal make up, your favourite floral pants, white shirt, and your boots, you decided to head out with your iPad and film camera to show helene some of your photos.

it’s almost 2:30 when you arrived at the coffee shop. helene was already there, waving at you excitedly. you smiled and jogged up to her. “helene!” you called as she greeted you with a hug. “y/n! i’m so happy i get to finally meet you!” she laughs. “i hope it’s alright, i already ordered for you,” she says. “oh! thank you. how much was it? i’ll pa—“ “don’t be silly now! it’s okay, you don’t have to worry about it. now, tell me, how have you been?” she asked. you chuckled. “i’m good! i finished all my papers early to focus a little bit on my photography,” you tell her. “college is really sucking the life out of me! i worked part time in baskin robbins too so the stress is just too much,” you grumbled. “ah, well, i promise photographing harry isn’t that stressful. he’s quite chill with whatever you present him as long as it’s in black and white,” she joked. “kidding aside, harry’s whole crew is kind. very approachable and very good people,” she informed you. her words brought comfort over you as you were worrying about how they would treat a newbie. “i’m just really taking a break because i’m so tired! besides, my best friend will get married on christmas and i wanted to be there and take some pictures,” she says.

“you did mention that you like wedding photographs too,” you told her. “i love them! they’re so fun and the vibe is so different. i’m a bridesmaid so i just have to be there, you know? i’m wearing a really cute dress too! here, i’ll show you,” she gushed. she took out her phone and opened the picture. it was a great dress. it was a long peach dress and helene said that all the bridesmaids had dresses inspired by the colours of the sunset. “that’s so cool! i wanna get married someday but then again, not really,” you shared. helene nodded at that. you both spent the afternoon together, walking around beverly hills and just talking.

“hey, let’s go back to the airbnb so i can introduce you to everyone!” she gushed. she booked an uber and then immediately dragged you to the car. you loved how chatty and enthusiastic she was, basically telling you her life story and her friend’s life story in just a few hours. you rode the car once it arrived and it zoomed past the fancy beverly hills neighbourhood. it was a few minutes after when you arrived at a big house. “we’re here! i’m so excited for you to meet jeff, mitch, sara, claire, and everyone else!” she squealed. she beat you into paying for the fare and then dragged you again to the main, where she knocked and cursed at jeff for not opening the door immediately in french.

“fuck’s sake, helene! hold on!” a man called from the inside. “that’s jeff, he’s the oldest in this house but doesn’t seem like it,” she snickered. you were about to reply to helene when a friendly-looking man opened the door. he was scowling at helene, a facial expression she only chuckled at. “hello, jeff! this is y/n, y/n, this is jeff,” she introduced. “hi, it’s nice to meet you,” you told jeff. “same here,” he brushed off. “come in, enter,” he said cooly. you frowned, helene said that they were nice people but jeff seems so intimidating. “give the poor girl a break, jeffrey!” helene said. she guided you to the living room and made you sit on the the couch. “so, i take you’re helene’s replacement while she’s away?” he asked.

“uh—yeah,” you replied, picking on the loose thread of your white shirt. he chuckled at your nervousness. “you dress like harry,” “sorry?” you asked. helene laughed, noticing how similar you dressed with the star. “she does! i just noticed that!” your friend exclaimed.

“anyways, i’ll be fetching some papers and documents you have to sign. harry’s a big star after all, we can’t trust everyone,” he said before going to god-knows-where. “i’m sorry! he’s not really like that. it’s just that many people before you came here with me as an intern or something but they always end up leaking photos, putting harry in trouble and all that,” helene apologised. “oh, i totally understand. it’s no problem,” you reassured. you were fumbling on your shirt, once more, when jeff arrived. “here,” he put the folder on the coffee table. “read the document over and sign it if you agree, of course…it’s just about harry’s privacy and all that,” he said. “call me when you’re don, i’ll just make us a drink,” he left the room again and probably into the kitchen. you read over the document a few times before signing on the required pages. it was basically concerned with harry’s privacy and how you couldn’t sell harry’s photographs to the tabloids. helene was there with you to explain the whole contract and how the ropes would work.

“she’s done, jeff!” she called. jeff emerged from the kitchen with a tray of iced coffee and some fruits. he laid the tray down on the table gently and took the folder from your grasp. you watched as he made sure that you signed all of the pages on the papers and smiled. “welcome to the team!” he suddenly beamed.

“thanks,” you smiled at him.

“i’m sorry for being rude earlier. it’s just that some photographers and ‘newbies’ take this job for granted. so, anyway,” he coughed. “help yourself to some coffee and tell me about yourself,”

“well, uh—i’m y/n y/l/n. 21 years old and i’m currently taking up business ad. i really love photography but my parents aren’t really set on supporting me have it as my profession in the future. i, uh, also take photographs of artists in free shows but i mostly do film, if that’s okay? harry’s photos will be developed after four hours if we’re here in l.a. but probably more than that if we’re not here, which i’m assuming won’t happen? i have a friend from one of my electives who knows how to develop film,” you told him.

“it’s worth the wait, jeff! do you have some photos, y/n?” helene interjected. you nodded and took out your iPad.

“uh, you can just swipe through the images of the scenes and people i took,” you told him, opening the photos app and into your digital portfolio. you handed jeff the ipad and waited anxiously. “wow, these are good. helene actually showed me your instagram already and i’m impressed. now, we will give you some money for the films and the development process when you start working, which is tomorrow—“

“ah, it’s okay. the salary is enough to cover for everything,” you reassured. “no, no. i insist. helene also had the same budget. besides, you’re doing us a favour for agreeing to this job instantly,” he said. you nodded shyly. “anyways, you could stay here in the house or something since helene will leave the day after but that’s your choice, completely.” he said. “i’ll just stay in my apartment,” you told him. he nodded and looked at the time. “well, dinner’s about to start. i suggest you attend so you could meet everyone,” he smiled. you nodded, not really wanting to piss your new boss. “i’m sure everyone’s excited to meet the baby of the team,” he chuckled.

“ah! i’m so excited for you to meet claire and sara. you’re gonna love them!” helene squealed. “wait here, okay? i’ll just change into my pyjamas,” she said. you nodded and watched her leave the living room, leaving you alone with jeff.

“so, where did you grow up?” he asked. “i actually grew up here in california and then moved here in l.a. for my studies,” you informed him.

“that’s great,” he nodded. “let’s just wait for everyone else to come,” he said. you nodded and spent the following minutes chatting with helene and jeff. he may have been intimidating at first but he was a pretty chill guy. you liked his humour and immediately clicked once helene told him about the time some bands were lowballing you with a shoutout, to which jeff told you you should be charging more for your shots. it was nearing eight when two girls barged in the door, bringing some takeout.

“sara, claire!” jeff greeted. “this is y/n, the newest baby of our team,” he said. you waved at them shyly.

“she dresses like harry,” sara observed. “that’s what i thought so too!” jeff chuckled. he took the paper bags from the girls. “i’ll just fix this up in the kitchen while your girls chat,” he said while going back to the kitchen. “jeff is such a dad to all of us,” sara said once she sat in front of you with claire. “yeah, it’s nice knowing that there’s parental love going around here or it would be such a mess! mitch is the slobbiest person ever while sara here, hates his mess!” claire said. “so, how did you know helene was about to leave?” she asked. she wasn’t asking in an intruding way, she was just curious.

“well, helene and i are ‘internet friends’,” you told them. “i’m a photographer and i mostly use film. it was her who told me to come fill-in for her while she was away,”

“wait, youre 35mmdiary?” sara asked. you nodded. “she’s been raving about your work and harry seemed to like it too! i follow you on social media!”

“me too! i love your work! so, so good,” claire added.

“thanks, guys! that really means a lot to me,” you said. you took a mental note to follow them back once you go back home.

“where are the guys, anyway?” helene asked. “we couldn’t start dinner without them,”

“mitch told me he was with harry, buying some chinese food. they’re on their way back, though.” sara said.

“oh well, let’s just wait for them to come back,” helene said. you girls nodded and chatted for a bit until eighteen minutes later, the door opened, revealing the harry styles himself and mitch.

“i told you, haz! you should’ve bought soup dumplings instead of the fried ones,” a guy with long hair complained.

“but there might be holes in the dumplings and all the soup would fall out. fried dumplings are the safe option, honestly,”

“guys—“

“sarah, tell harry that soup dumplings are better that fried o—“ he stopped, just realising that there was another person in the house. “hello, who are you?” he asked, utterly confused.

“i’m the photographer filling in for helene while she’s away,” you spoke. “ah, well in that case, hello! my name is mitch,” he said. when he noticed that harry wasn’t speaking soon, he spoke again. “this is harry and that over there is adam,” “oh yeah, i know. hi, harry,” you shyly waved at him. you also waved a greeting to adam to which he returned. harry gave you a tight-lipped smile. you always imagined this moment to be somewhat chill but right now, your cheeks were absolutely burning because of how beautiful he was. pictures didn’t do him justice, no offense to helene but it was the reality. “i’m y/n,” you added.

“hi, y/n. i’m harry but mitch already beat me to it,” he muttered. mitch only laughed and told him to go to jeff so he could set up the table.

“she kinda dresses like you, no?” mitch commented once he thought they were out of earshot.

it was less than ten minutes when jeff called you girls to go to the dining room. you were sat beside helene and in front of harry, who seemed to look everywhere but you.

“well, this was supposed to be a simple dinner but it isn’t. let’s welcome y/n into the family and bid farewell to helene,” jeff started. “everyone say ‘welcome to the family, y/n’!” there was a chorus of welcomes around the table and you only managed to mutter a shy ‘thank you’ to everyone.

“so, how did you know helene?” mitch asked. “oh we met through the internet,” you replied. “she messaged me about my work and then i looked at her profile a bit and decided that i loved he work too,”

“we’ve known each other for months but only met today, actually.” helene said. “huh, i would’ve thought that you knew each other for years but then again, helene has always been the noisy one,” adam commented.

“you’re just as noisy as i am! i cant believe this is how you treat me on my last day until i come back,” helene faked sobbed.

“let’s jusy eat dinner, yeah? poor y/n must’ve been so tired and hungry from all the talk you’ve been drilling into her,” adam said. everyone nodded and took their food. you shyly opened your chinese take-out box.

“y/n, i’m sorry if this is rude but i haven’t seen any of your work before,” mitch suddenly said.

“i’m not really a big photographer,” you started. “honestly, i just go to free shows and then offer my services for a cheaper price,”

“you should definitely see her work, babe. so, so, good! she does film and that’s like, super hard,” sarah added. babe? “y/n, show him your ipad so they’ll believe me!”

“alright...” you nodded and fished for your ipad, opening the album that contained your beat shots so far. you handed it to mitch. you stared at him for any reactions and was glad to see him focus on your pictures, zooming in on some of them.

“these aren’t filters? damn, you’re good. yo, look at this, adam! isn’t this the band you’ve been listening to on soundcloud?” mitch asked, showing adam your photograph of the vocalist of peach pit. adam looks over and gapes.

“y/n, this is so good! what’s your username on insta? i’ll give you a follow!”

“it’s 35mmdiary! i’ve been showing you gus her work for months now,” helene grumbled.

the dinner started and ended like that, with friendly banter from what seems to be a loving environment. jeff was definitely the father of the group. you liked everyone but harry. he hasn’t talked to you all night, just stealing some glances at your direction. helene booked you an uber and told you to text her once you’re home. you nodded and bid her good bye before riding into the car.

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“harry, what do you think of y/n?” jeff asked once you left.

“pretty cool girl, yeah?” he commented.

“you barely looked at her! she’s quite lovely,” claire added.

“probably because he finds her cute or something,” mitch teased. “always does that! playing hard to get but really, what is there to get?”

“shut up, mitch,” he blushed. it was true. harry did sort of find tou attractive. you were so kind to everyone, taking their compliments gracefully. you got along so well with the other members and he wanted to talk to you but adam and helene hogged the conversation. perhaps he should talk to you alone, sometime?

“okay so, christmas is coming soon and once again, we will be needing to have our secret santa!” sarah said, changing the subject as harry looked like a poor fish gaping.

“should we include y/n?” adam asked.

“of course! she’s a part of our family now, even if it’s temporarily,” helene said.

“yeah and we should take you out instead...” harry teased.

“hey! that’s not nice,”

“well, she’ll be coming in tomorrow and basically everyday to accompany harry on photoshoots and to get some shots as well. we could talk to her about it tomorrow,” jeff informed. everybody nodded at that.

“gotta go back to my room, m’tired from today,” harry yawned. everybody said good night as he left tahe living room.

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unknown to them, harry was actually looking theough your instagram. he decided to follow you once he reached his assigned room. everybody was right, you are good. he was so excited to have you as a part of the team.

harrystyles: Nice meeting you today, y/n. x

35mmdiary: hi hi!! it was nice meeting you today too :-)

harrystyles: Your works are lovely. I’m so excited to see more of your work.

35mmdiary: thanks ! i hope you like what you see so far. thanks for hiring me by the way

harrystyles: It’s quite alright! I loved what Helene showed me. I tried to get into film photography but it never worked out. So hard to figure out the settings. :(

35mmdiary: i actually started with dispposable cameras! they really helped me know what i like! i could teach you some of the stuff i know if you like. im not a pro or anything but i think there’s a few things i could teach you?

harrystyles: That sounds great! When are we doing it?

harrystyles: Can we do it tomorrow? I’m free tomorrow.

harrystyles: Only if it’s okay with you. :)

35mmdiary: yes of course ! i could meet you in the house tomorrow morning ?

harrystyles: No, it’s okay. I’ll just have someone pick you up just send me your address. I’m not a serial killer, I promise.

you gave harry your address and your number, just in case he needed it. that night, you looked for your spare disposable films while harry told jeff that you would be accompanying him tomorrow. jeff only teased harry but allowed it anyway.

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“good morning!” you chirped as you entered the black range rover. harry smiled at you. the driver at the driver’s seat nodded at you.

“good morning, love. i got you breakfast, if it’s okay. if you don’t like it i could eat it and we could go somewhere else for breakfast,” harry rambled, offering you a brown bag. you looked into it and saw a ham and cheese croissant—your favourite sandwich.

“this will do just fine. this is my favourite sandwich,” you said as you dug into the bag to get your sandwich. “would you like some? we could share if you like,” you offered. harry shook his head no, telling you that he already ate the same sadnwich as you did.

“by the way,” you started as you swallowed the pastry. “i got some disposable cameras that you could use in my bag,”

“you shouldn’t have...” harry pouted. “i basically hogged your whole day and now you’re giving me stuff too?”

“it’s okay. i wanted to. as long as we end just in time for me and helene to say goodbye to each other,” you smiled.

“lunch is on me then! i know this place near santa monica that served the best chicken wings!” he declared. you chuckled at his etermination to get even with you. “what are we doing today, by the way?”

“well, i was thinking we could go on a classic photowalk. it’s basically just us walking and taking photos of the things we like,” you told him. “i was thinking we could take photos downtown...” you trailed off, not realizing that the paparazzi might see harry. “or somewhere else you like so we could avoid the paparazzi,”

“we’ll go downtown then!” he said, not really caring about tomorrow’s tabloids. harry liked your presence. for some reason, it made him feel at ease. he didn’t care if you’d be labelled as harry’s girlfriend tomorrow. he just wanted to have a nice afternoon walking around and taking photos that he like.

“well, for me, it’s the perfect place. if you’re into portraits, you could photograph people! if you’re into sceneries, you could do that too,” you gushed as you finished the last of your croissant. “i like sceneries and candids a lot. taking portraits is something that i’m not really good at,”

“at least you know something! i’m such a beginner,” he admitted. “drop us off here, please, thank you.” harry told the driver. the driver nodded and stopped the car. harry immediately went out, dragging tou by the hand to hide from onlookers. it’s not like he didn’t want to meet fans, he did. it was just that he’d rather be unnoticed when dealing with private matters, such as spending time with a girl whom he finds cute to gain some brownie points. he led you to an empty alley.

“you alright?” he asked. you nodded and fished out for the cameras in your bag.

“harry? here are the cameras. there are 36 shots per camera and because i brought you theee, you could do more than a hunderd. just give them back to me after you use it so i could have my friend develop them,” you breathed.

“thank you so much, y/n! you didn’t have to because i also have my own camera. just don’t know how to adjust it,” he frowned, looking down at the expensive camera hanging on his chest.

“i could take a look at it, if you like,” you offered. harry beamed at you and nodded rapidly. that day, you spent the afternoon taking photos of people living their daily lives. it was such a great day, walking downtown with cameras at hand. the day consisted of you and him talking about the most embarrassing stories you could think of when you were younger. he told you about the many times he fell onstage during his concerts, to which you laughed at, saying that you tripped on a wire once when you were photographing a gig for a local band. onlookers wouldn’t think that you were strangers at all but you didn’t mind.

that night, at the beverly hills mansion, you and the team huddled together to pick names for the small exchange gift. you left the house with a smile on your face a few hours after, really loving the group.

“alright, who picked y/n?” harry asked as soon as he walked back in from waiting outside until you left.

“why?” mitch asked. “well--” “he obviously likes her, dumbass,” adam said.

“you just met twice why would you like her immediately?” mitch asked again, clearly missing out on something. “she’s really a nice girl. besides, what’s wrong with finding her cute?” harry asked, clearly giddy about the day he spent with you. “she’s so cute especially when i told her earlier that she looked good in what she was wearing! then, she gave me these disposable cameras,” he added, showing off the cameras hanging on his wrist. “i really wanna get her something for christmas but i think it’s a little straightforward to just give her one, no?”

“what would you do for you to get her name?” sarah asked. “i’ll pay you a hundred dollars and treat you and a friend to a nice dinner,”

“i got her,” jeff said, giving the paper to harry and harry giving another piece with a different name on it. he gave jeff 300 dollars for the dinner and the monetary gift and said thank you. he smiled with his dimples showing and retired to bed.

“he’s whipped,” mitch mouthed to sarah. sarah only nodded, really finding it cute how harry found y/n cute.

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you’ve been photographing harry and his band for so many days now, rarely even having the time to clean your apartment, which was fine. it was always clean, only feeling like it wasn’t because harry was at your place, going over the photographs that he would be posting on his social media. you told him that you could come by the house in beverly hills but he told you to just stay at home so it would be safer. you didn’t protest but you did stress clean for a little bit.

“i really like this photo,” he pointed at your laptop. “i think mum would really like this, yeah?”

you nodded. it wasn’t your best shot but so far, it looked like it was harry’s favourite image of himself. you were done for the night and you were tired but you didn’t want harry to leave yet. you were enjoying his company and it seems as though he was feeling the same when he decided to open a new conversation.

“so, who did you pick for secret santa?” he asked as you opened your spotify christmas playlist and played it softly on the bluetooth speaker on the coffee table. “i can’t tell you that! it would ruin the whole thing,” you replied. you were perched on your couch, facing harry.

“why not? it’s not like you got me, unless you did…” he teased.

“maybe, maybe not,” you shrugged. harry pouted but started to hum to the christmas music anyway before sipping on his hot cocoa. “you know what i would love from you?”

“what?” he asked. he’s been tearing his hair for a perfect gift for you but nothing really came up. he wanted to get you a film camera but that would be too basic. “a christmas record from you! your voice is so good,” you gushed. “it would sound so great and i’m sure you’d sing christmas classics like the one paul mccartney sang,” you mused, clearly unaware of what was going through harry’s head. he finally found a perfect gift for you. “if you ever release a christmas album, hit me up immediately! i’d stream and buy the hell out of it. i’ll even wear your christmas merch,”

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“everyone shut up! i’m gonna record something in my room, don’t bother me,” harry breathed as soon as he arrived in the rented home. everyone’s eyebrows shot forward. they were huddled in the living room, playing uno. “okay, i’m sorry just don’t make too much noise!” he apologised. he ran to his assigned room after that, locking his door and taking out his guitar. clueless as to where he would start off, he decided to text helene.

harry styles: Helene!

Helene.: Harry !

harry styles: Do you know y/n’s favourite Christmas songs?

Helene: Not really but she’d be into classics dont you think?? Why ??

harry styles: I kinda got her for secret Santa and I don’t know what to give.

harry styles: Do you really think she’d be into the classics? Helene: Yes now stop talking to me i have to attend the dinner rehearsals why do you have to rehearse for dinner?

that night, harry set up his personal microphone, a device that he could just slip into his laptop’s usb, and sang at least three songs that he would sing with gemma whenever he was home for the holidays.

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it was after harry’s successful live show at the forum. you were busy capturing every moment of the tour with your camera. gina, your best friend was in the crowd too. it was your early christmas gift for her, along with a personalised video from harry like you promised. she squealed and hug you for being the ‘best best friend ever’. you laughed and received her hugs with joy. you were supposed to have a small staff-only after show party but decided not to come. you were tired and all you wanted was sleep. you told jeff about it and he nodded, hugging you and asking you if it was okay if you left alone. you nodded and wished him a good party. that night, you went home to your apartment, looking over the new photos that your friend e-mailed you so you could show them to harry the next time you see him. you took note of the pictures you liked alot.

“where’s y/n?” harry asked as soon as he greeted everyone. “oh, she left! said she felt tired and just wanted to sleep,” jeff shouted over the loud music and the loud people. the party became bigger as staff invited friends and family to come over. harry didn’t mind, he liked crowds. harry nodded at jeff, a little disappointed because he was hoping to get to you. he would be leaving for london next week for another live show and he was sure that you wouldn’t be able to come. the live show at the forum was supposed to be the big ending for the celebration of harry’s album in america. if he wouldn’t be able to see you now, he wouldn’t see you at all, probably.

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it was nearing 1 am when your doorbell rang. being a light sleeper, you woke up from your slumber in the couch. you must’ve fallen to sleep while finalising images you wanted to show harry next day. you fixed the coffee table a little bit then begrudgingly walking to the door, only to reveal the man who’s been keeping you busy.

“hi, y/n. may i come in?” harry asked. you nodded and opened the door wider, the cold from your air conditioning unit greeting harry.

“what are you doing here?” you asked as you and your guest settled on your couch. “well, i was at the party and i noticed you were gone so, i decided to come by. i’m sorry if it was so sudden it’s just that, i picked you for secret santa and i wanted to give you my gift before i leave for london next week,” he rambled. he the handed you a pretty christmas box.

“thank you, harry. what about your party?” you asked. “it’s fine, they’re fine. i just wanted to be here with you more.” he smiled. “go on, open it!”

you opened the box that revealed a red sweater.

“you said you wanted christmas merch, right? that you would wear it?” he asked. you nodded and unfolded the sweater to reveal a ‘harry’ sweatshirt in red. it was the one that gina wanted for so long but in the colour pink. harry’s name was embroidered on the soft red sweater in white, and his motto ‘treat people with kindness’ was embroidered on one of the sleeves in red.

“i picked out the colours and i hope you like it! it’s not from the same manufacturer but i figured you would like it,” he said. you looked deeper into the box to find a cd and a flashdrive. the cd cover was you and harry, a selfie he took using his phone when you were out having a photowalk. “you said you wanted a christmas record and here it is,” he said. you were smiling widely and thanking harry for the thoughtful gifts he got you. “i, uh, you have to listen to the songs and text me if you liked them, alright? text me as soon as you finish it.i have to go back to the party and entertain but i’d really love to hear your thoughts on the record, okay?” he asked, standing up from his seat and kissing your forehead. you nodded and watched him go outside your door, too overwhelmed with his thoughtful gift. you inserted the flashdrive in your laptop’s usb and clicked on track 1.

track 1 was harry’s rendition for paul mccartney’s wonderful christmas time--your favourite christmas song. you casually mentioned it to him once but didn’t think that he would remember. there were 8 tracks in the flashdrive, harry’s voice and guitar playing filling your apartment. you were wearing the sweater he gave you, feeling giddy at the gifts he gave you. you just finished track 7 and waited for track 8 to play when harry’s talking voice was heard from the speakers.

“hi, y/n,” he started. “well, i hope you like my gifts for you. the truth is, jeff was actually the one who picked you and i picked claire but i bribed him so i could give you this gift. truth be told, i like you. like, i’m crushing on you and if you feel the same way, i’m waiting in the parking lot. i just wanted to say this and was wondering if you wanted to go out on a date before i go back to london for the show and the holidays. wow this feels like a goddamn movie and i sort of like it. i hope you really love my gifts. i’m waiting outs--” you stopped the audio and immediately ran to the door, opening it. it revealed harry who was sitting beside the door, waiting anxiously. once he heard you go out, he stood up and smiled at you.

“silly boy! of course i’d go out on a date with you,” you said as you hugged him. he was chuckling, thanking the heavens for giving hime a wonderful christmas.

“what about when i’m in london? how would we talk then?” he asked. “we’ll make it work, yeah? see how it plays out,” you said. you felt him put his chin on the top of your head after kissing it.

it was the perfect ending to a perfect night and as the christmas lights surround you with your wreath hung on your door, you both wished for this christmas miracle to last.

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SSO February Prompt Day 14: Your Valentine

something different for this prompt, i decided to write and post something for the first time in 6 years!

this is a oneshot about my oc making a gift for ydris, i had intended for it to be able to be interpreted as platonic but uhhh that didn’t happen! anyway don’t razz me too hard im out of practice.

This was not nearly enough bee balm. Duska had thought her crafting larder well stocked but while she had flax coming out of her ears her supply of bee balm meant the dye would not nearly be purple enough. She had a full day of stutching, crimping and brushing the flax and spinning it into thread, there was no way she could spare the time to grab more. However, Duska was lucky enough to have very loyal (and very bored) friends, and her first instinct was to pull up her chat with Alex.

D: girl help

A: what you need bb

D: bee balm

D: as much as you can carry

A: can I ask what for?

D: valentine’s gift I’m making

A: :o

A: omw

True to her word, Alex was in Valedale and jogging to the workshop within the hour. In her arms was a bundle of bee balm and her fingers were faintly green from furiously yanking up the stems.

“You’re a lifesaver Alex,”Duska groaned in relief, immediately relieving her friend of her burden and starting to strip the blossoms from the stems.

“Least I could do considering you helped me ask Maya out last Christmas!” Alex hoisted herself up onto the only uncluttered workbench to watch Duska work. She was silent for all of thirty seconds before the prodding began, “sooooo, who’s the lucky person?”

Duska pointedly ignored her and threw the flowers into a boiling pot. She stirred and hummed in a satisfied way when the violet colour began to bleed into the water. She didn’t look up when Alex came to stand behind her and look into the pot as well. Eventually Duska banged the spoon on the side of the pot and dropped it onto the bench.

“You’re thinking too hard, I can see the smoke coming out of your ears,” she snapped, jabbing a finger at Alex’s forehead.

“It’s just- the colour looked familiar but like, I don’t want to assume or anything but uh… it’s circus bae, right?”

“Please. Never call him that again I feel part of me die when you do,” Duska moaned, rubbing her temples. “But yes, I’m making a new ringmaster’s jacket for Ydris. I felt bad I scorched his usual one.”

“When he was keeping Concorde prisoner and turned you into a 5 carat Lusitano?”

“You know it wasn’t out of malice, Alex. It’s hard to explain but when he talked about Pandoria under threat from Garnok he seemed so hopeless and scared. I really think he was desperate and taking desperate measures.”

Alex was quiet for a while and sat herself back on the workbench. Duska put the lid on the pot and waited until it started rattling before she turned the heat down to a simmer. Another hour or so and she could start straining the colour away from the flowers. In the meantime she could stutch more flax and get it ready to be spun on the wheel. She might even have time to make cloth on the loom today!

“Is this the part where you beat the shit out of the plants?” Alex asked, swinging her legs in excitement, “Can I help out? Please? I’ll beat it up so good I promise!” Duska sighed but laid the stems over the board and showed Alex how to beat the fibres out properly with the stutching stick. Soon the Lightning Circle Rider was happily smacking the flax and Duska could sit at the wheel and start spinning lengths of thread from the flax she’d stutched, crimped and brushed out earlier. The sounds of the wheel turning and the steady thumpthumpthump of Alex working away were almost soothing to Duska’s ears. Alex was a chatty type of friend, moreso than Lisa or Anne but there was no such thing as an uncomfortable silence with her, simply working in the same room was enough for her, especially if she thought she was being helpful.

“All finished!” Alex proclaimed as she ran the last of the coarse flax through the brush, “Can I do anything else Dus?”

“Nothing that I can think of,” Duska said regretfully, “thanks so much for today, I really appreciate it.”

“Eh, that’s what pals are for!” Alex said, slapping a hand on Duska’s shoulder and went to leave the workshop, “I’ll see you at the Galentine’s trail ride!” Duska waved fondly and rolled her shoulders before hunching back over the spinning wheel, just an hour or so more and she could move to the loom, another backbreaker.

“Oh and Duska?” Duska looked up from the wheel, to see Alex’s face, smiling but with a worried crease to her brow, “Be careful alright?”

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“Sorry I’m late Daxton, took forever to load these screens onto Clover’s back, nearly dropped them in the Hollow Woods too!” Duska hipchecked the door to Daxton’s shop open and sidled in sideways with the two enormous screens she had prepared in advance. Silk, for the inside of the jacket, had a fairly straightforward dyeing process that would lead to a nice pattern. For this one in particular she only needed two screens but she also needed dye baths and a silk dyeing setup she simply didn’t have. This is where Daxton came in. The anxious tailor had a delightful array of fancy tailor tools and was willing to help her in return for all the deliveries and favours she’d done for him in the last two years.

“Don’t worry, things are slow today,” Daxton reassured her as he grabbed the other side of the screens and helped Duska carry them to the back, “Give me a second I want to clean these up, go check those fabric samples on the desk and make sure they’re the colours you want.” Duska did as instructed, while Daxton polished the screens off with a cloth that reminded her of a cloth she used to scrub the dust off of her horses before a show.

“All good, these are exactly what I’m looking for,” Duska said, laying the fabric down and grabbing a roll of silk material to lay across the rack. She taped it flat and Daxton lay the screen over it, double-checking the placement before he grabbed the bottle of dye. The purple dye went on first and Daxton dragged a large squeegee across the screen to spread it evenly onto the silk. When he moved the screen to the next spot Duska could see the purple pattern, with white blank spaces waiting for the next dye.

“Oh fuck yeah this looks awesome Dax!” she exclaimed and the tailor shushed her.

“Please! I need to concentrate or something awful might happen!” Not willing to take a chance on whether or not this was Daxton’s paranoia at work or an actual possibility, Duska kept silent and simply hovered over his shoulder and watched until the fabric was covered in purple dye.

“Next screen,” Daxton said, wiping sweat from his forehead. Duska hurried to remove the old one and set up the new one. She felt strangely useless here, with Daxton in his element and blasting through silk like no one’s business. This time the gold dye was poured on, and it filled the blank spaces the first screen had left. By the time Daxton reached the end of the roll it was filled entirely with the repeating pattern and Duska was waiting anxiously with a glass of water.

“Aideen’s light, Dax! This is perfect!”

“Okay, we’ll wait until it dries and then you can take it home!” Daxton readjusted his thick glasses to admire his handiwork and gratefully took the glass, “What are you making with this anyway?”

“Oh it’s a Valentine’s day gift.”

The colour drained from Daxton’s face and the hand holding his water began to tremble.

“Jeepers, glad you didn’t tell me it was so important, I would’ve messed it up for sure!”

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It wasn’t unusual for Farah to find her chief apprentice clattering around in the workshop before dawn. Duska was a hard worker and liked to get the orders done and delivered early to free up the rest of her day. She was a busy woman from what Farah saw of her zooming around on various horses and doing chores for residents of Valedale. What was unusual, was the amount of swearing coming from down by the river.

“Everything okay here?” she asked cautiously. Duska looked up, several pins hanging from her mouth and fabric aggressively clutched in her hands.

“It’s fine. It’s… swell.”

“Not sure I believe that one,” Farah laughed, feeling it was safe to approach her apprentice, “Let me in there, I can help out, are we doing a jacket?” She might have felt bad for intruding but Duska’s immediate look of relief assuaged those worries.

“It’s the lapels, I’m stuggling with them, if you could fix them I could finally start the epaulettes?” Duska asked hopefully.

“No problem, it’s a beautiful jacket so far, I love the silk pattern!”

“Thanks, Daxton helped me out with it, it turned out exactly how I wanted,” Duska explained as she went around the back of the mannequin to start sewing the golden fringed epaulettes onto the shoulders, “This is the first time I’ve made a Valentine’s gift, I’m… admittedly a little stressed about it.” Farah raised an eyebrow.

“It’s a lot of effort for a Valentine’s gift.”

“Well, he doesn’t celebrate Christmas, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t have a birthday.”

“He… doesn’t-”

“Don’t worry about it. Just know this is the best time for a gift.” Farah didn’t quite know how to respond so she simply continued on with the lapels in silence. Well, almost silence. Her grandmother always sang while she worked so Farah had picked up the habit too. If she listened carefully after a while she could hear Duska quietly humming along. The two of them finished their respective tasks fairly quickly, and stood back to look at the whole piece together.

“Looks good! Just the cuffs and buttons left yeah? I can help with them if you’d like?” Farah offered, but Duska shook her head.

“I want to do the finishing touches myself, feels a bit more personal that way, if that makes sense?”

“No, no, I get it. Best of luck with it, whoever the lucky person is he’s sure to love it!” Farah turned to go back to the request board, she’d cover the orders today, Duska deserved the day to herself to finish her work. Farah couldn’t help but wonder who such an extravagant ringmaster’s jacket would be meant for.

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February 14th. Now or never. Duska had been tense all morning, and now as she was carefully packing the box into her delivery satchel she almost felt queasy with nerves. This wasn’t such a big deal, the jacket was nice! Ydris wasn’t going to blast her to dust because she gave him a gift, was he? At worst he’d treat it the same as Isebell’s Yule gift and simply not open it. That would almost be preferable. It was still early in the morning so maybe she could simply drop the package into the delivery box and take off before she was noticed. That was a pretty solid plan, she’d have to leave straight away though.

“Duska?”

There goes that plan.

“Sorry Duska, but if you’re heading in that direction could you deliver this herbal tea to Mrs. Holdsworth?” Farah looked contrite enough that Duska loaded the tea into the bag without a word. She was taking Cinder, her beloved soul horse, if any horse was going to give her the confidence she needed it would be the silver dapple mare. With a pat and a cluck of her tongue, Cinder ambled towards the woodland road to Silverglade Village and beyond. A short detour to Moorland wouldn’t add too much time to her journey, not with the way Cinder liked to gallop down the trail leading there. Speaking of which, the warmblood began to toss her head and pull at the bit when they cleared the woods.

“Alright lady, let ‘em have it,”Duska acquiesced, letting the reins go long. Cinder took off with glee, mane flapping, hooves pounding, and nearly jostling Duska right out of the saddle. This pace would definitely keep them on time!

“I have your tea leaves Mrs. H,” Duska greeted her favourite neighbourhood witch.

“Thank you darling, sit down and have a cup with me why don’t you?” Mrs Holdsworth patted the picnic bench and Duska was sorely tempted to delay the inevitable by having tea and a chat with her.

“Sorry but, I kind of have an important delivery to do, maybe tomorrow?”

“A gift for a paramour?” Mrs. Holdsworth guessed, a little too accurately and with a glint in her eye.

“Ugh. Who told you?”

“Alex is never a great keeper of secrets, but to give her credit she only confided in me because she was worried,” Mrs. Holdsworth propped her cane against the bench and sat down, “Let me have a peek.” Duska reluctantly dismounted and let Cinder graze while she carefully unboxed the jacket and displayed it to the wise old woman.

Mrs. Holdsworth took her time examining the jacket, turning over the sleeves, peering at the stitching over her half rim glasses and rubbing a thumb over the silk lining. Duska almost felt like she was being assessed for an exam. She wanted to get a good grade on the ‘Old Woman Critiques Your Lovesick Tailoring Exam’. A totally fine and normal thing to want.

“Hm!” Mrs. Holdsworth finally proclaimed. She shuffled over to the base of one of the cherry trees in her yard and bent down, grabbing a handful of grass in the shadow of the tree. “Show me the front again?” Duska flipped the jacket and came closer, careful not to let the coattails drag in the dirt. Mrs. Holdsworth threaded the grass through one of the button holes and tied a knot in the stems. She put her hands on her hips and nodded approvingly. “There you are dearie, now off you go, Valentine’s Day waits for no one!”

Duska repacked the jacket cautiously and looked closer at the grass. Instead of simple blades, Mrs. Holdsworth had put a small bouquet of clovers into the topmost button hole.

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Time was now of the essence. Duska slid off Cinder’s back as soon she skidded to a halt at Nilmer’s Highland and sprinted to the delivery box. Any courage she’d built up on her exhilarating gallop to get there was rapidly deserting her and she wanted to vault back onto Cinder and scamper back to Valedale as fast as humanly possible. Still, ‘fast as humanly possible’ wasn’t enough to outspeed a leisurely Pandorian stroll, as to her horror, the door of the wagon swung open just as the delivery box lid swung closed.

“Little dove!” Ydris boomed, “to what do I owe the pleasure? I don’t recall making an order at Ms. Farah’s quaint little workshop.” Duska couldn’t do anything to intervene as Ydris flipped the lid and dipped his hand in for the box. “Oh?” He hummed, gently tugging at the ribbon, “a gift for the amazing Ydris? I appear to have an admirer, my dove.”

“Sure seems so,” Duska managed through gritted teeth. He smirked at her and started to prod and poke and shake the box, holding it to his ear and tapping a rhythm on the side. “I know you’re not from around here,” Duska intoned heavily, “but it’s considered rude to look at the box and not open it.”

“Silly me! Let me unravel this mystery!” With one yank on the ribbon the knot fell apart, somehow, and Ydris discarded it over his shoulder. He opened the lid, casting that to one side and too khold of the jacket by the lapels, letting the other half of the packaging fall too. “What do we have… here...?”

Duska held her breath as Ydris fell silent. Silence was unnerving with the ringmaster, as was the look he was giving his gift. His face was carefully expressionless as he turned the coat over, gently brushing his hand over the eggplant purple linen. He drifted up to the golden epaulettes, twirling the fringe between his fingers. Finally he opened the jacket, revealing the purple and gold repeating pattern of-

“Panda rays,” he breathed. There was something almost reverent about the way he traced their shapes and Duska felt almost like she shouldn’t be watching him.

“Yeah they’re one of the nicer things I’ve met from Pandoria, sweet little guys,” she responded, looking to fill the awkward quiet. Ydris looked over at her, seeming surprised at her presence, like he’d forgotten she was there. He shook his head and his smirk was back in its usual place.

“One of? Should I consider that a compliment?” Ydris held the jacket out to her and a horrible swooping feeling in her stomach made her hands shake as she took it, but she was quickly relieved of it again as he whipped his old coat off and traded it for his new one in one fluid motion. He pulled the jacket on with a flourish and twirled in a circle to make the tailcoats flare outwards. “How do I look, little dove?”

“I’d trust you to run a circus looking like that,” Duska smiled weakly, feeling relieved that the ringmaster seemed to like it.

“Ah,” Ydris’ twirling came to a stop and he looked suddenly thoughtful, “but I cannot accept this, I have nothing to give you in return.” Duska began to stammer that there was no need to return the favour but Ydris shushed her. “All I can offer, temporarily, is this.”

He took her hand, softly, gently, like a breeze gently tugging it upwards. He leaned forward, all two metres of him, and when she could feel his breath on her skin he snapped his eyes up to meet hers.

“May I?” Thrown by his question Duska just nodded, and he gently pressed his lips to the back of her hand. Her skin tingled and when she dared to look a soft pink mark was glowing on her hand. “Anytime, anywhere, press here and call me, and I’ll come and find you, no matter what, that is a solemn vow, my dove,” Ydris murmured, in a tone far softer than she’d ever heard from him before.

“T-thank you, Ydris, this is… it’s… I’m honoured you’d trust me with this.” Ydris stood upright, straightening his jacket and looking almost flustered.

“Yes well, maybe wear gloves around your druid friends. It’s a one-way ticket to the druid jail under that quaint summer house.”

“Well if that happens you’ll have to come and rescue me like a dashing knight, won’t you?” Ydris smirked but Duska didn’t miss the faint blush that appeared on his cheeks. It almost glowed like the mark he’d left on her.

“I suppose I shall, and I shall do it looking quite splendid, little dove.”

#ssofebruaryprompt #sso #star stable online #star stable

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christorcredit · 7 years

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there’s something really unsettling by a meltdown that isn’t triggered by something external like like a song or conversation but by a tiny thought that goes through your head on a daily basis anyway without incident like...wtf brain needs to sit back down

#it's not right now it was last nght and thank the fucking heavens i didnt live blog it or something #ths goes along with that post i just reblogged 'anyway here's my lighter traumas '#but yeah ive been...weird lately so if im super unresponsive OR overly chatty im sorry

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modzarellahuntwrites · 4 years

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KurooTsukki: in & out

notes: so, i love red velvet’s in & out so much, and decided to make a fic out of it (yay). Im sorry if there’s any grammar or spelling mistake bcs im still learning to write in english :D, please enjoy :)

It is 2 am.

And Kei Tsukishima can’t sleep.

It’s a rare occasion that he can’t sleep, usually he stay up late if theres a test, but this time it’s different, he can’t stop thinking of someone.

Tetsurou Kuroo, to be exact.

He can’t stop thinking of him.

“Fuck…” he brushed his face with his palm and go to the bathroom to wash his face, theres no point of sleeping now, might as well just stay up until sunrise and passed out in the noon. He opens his phone, choose a playlist and put up his headset, set it to full volume.

Kei start to open his book and revise his studies, maybe this can take his mind off Tetsurou a few minutes, and then he can sleep.

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

15 minutes.

“I can’t do this” he said to himself. This kind of things never happened before, of course he had a crush on someone in the past, maybe when he was in 7th grade? It was a long time, the girl rejected her tho, he still doesn’t know why, not like Kei still care anyway. This is the first time he had a crush this intense, this is ridiculous. He’s sure Tetsurou put some shitty spell on him.

Kei closes his eyes.

Since their last training camp, Kei became friends with Keiji, Koutarou and Tetsurou. Kei exchanged numbers with the three of them and they added him to their groupchat. They became close and quickly became a squad-kinda thing. Keiji is the calmest between the two of them, Koutarou is really chatty and doesn’t seems have a turn off button, not in the annoying way, Kei can bare with it.

But Tetsurou, well, he’s…something special, apparently.

Kei actually met Tetsurou earlier than the others, he met him when Karasuno had a practice match with Nekoma. He’s first impression of Tetsurou are he’s the nekoma captain, he’s tall, he’s also a middle blocker, and quite a tease, the first thing he said to Kei he looks like a real highschooler, because Hinata, who is also a 10th grader, acts more like a 5 year old. Well, that first meet wasn’t that special.

At the training it hit him, when he practiced with the three of them. Something change, he doesn’t know what happened or what changed, but he feels it it. He trained blocking with him every night at that time, Tetsurou really helped him to improve his skill, and he's not that lame afterall, kinda cool, Kei could say. But one thing is certain, he’s impression toward Tetsurou changed drastically.

Also when he visit Tokyo again, by himself, for the first time. He told the Tetsurou that school is off for a few weeks, because it’s the end of the year. Tetsurou said he should visit Tokyo, he can stay at his house and then he will take Kei visit his favorite spots in Tokyo, and then maybe hang out with Keiji and Koutarou if they’re not busy. That doesn’t sound like a n entirely a bad idea, so Kei decided he will spend his weekend in Tokyo.

Days at Tokyo went well, it was really fun. He and Tetsurou had lots of fun there. They meet with Keiji and Koutarou on Kei’s second and third day there. On the first day it’s only him and Tetsurou.

And hell, it changed everything.

It changed Kei impression towards him, his behavior changed around him, Kei let loose himself, he laugh alot, he talk alot . It looks like a date. He still doesn’t sure that Tetsu really mean that to be a date, but if he does, then he succeeded to make it the best date Kei ever went (eventho he’s hardly went on dates BUT STILL.)

They learned more about themselves, he learned more about Tetsu, about his hobbies, about his friends, about things that make him happy. Even the formal “Kuroo-san” dropped at that time, he asked Kei to call him Tetsurou or Tetsu afterwards. Tetsurou is an interesting person, and Kei liked it.

Kei liked him.

Weekend ended sooner than he expected, at Sunday noon Kei has to go back to Miyagi. He doesn’t want to go back, of course. He still want to spend some time here, to spend time with Tetsu, see him often, hang out with him. They lived far away apart, it’ll be months until they can meet again.

“Are you sad, Tsuki? Aren’t you sad you’re going to leave me?” Tetsu teased him at the station, “No?? I can finally have some peace and quiet, you’re too loud, Kuroo-san” he replied sarcastically, theres no way he’ll admit that he doesn’t want to leave Tokyo. Tetsurou laughed, “Anyway, Tsuki, before you go…” he gave him a dinasour key chain.

“What’s this?”

“A little something, so you won’t forget about me.”

“You basically bomb my chat everyday, it’s impossible to forget you, Kuroo-san.”

Tetsurou just smiled, he put his hand on Kei’s shoulder, “It’s Tetsurou from now on, or Tetsu, okay?.”

Kei finally opens his eyes again.

Closing his eyes doesn’t make him fall asleep, it make him remember the time he spent with his crush months ago. He stares at the dino key chain that he hangs near his desk, he takes a good look at it.

Kei is really falling in and out for Tetsurou.

It’s now three in the morning, he could wait untill 9 or 10, the time he’s sure Tetsurou already wake up. O Or he could just do it right now.

Kei opens his contact list, searching for the name Tetsurou, and then he press call.

“Hey, Tetsu?”

“Hei, Kei, what’s up? Are you okay? Are you having nightmares again?”

“..no, I have to tell you something”

“Sure, you got me worried tho, I thought something bad happened”

“This is not bad, I think. I like you”

“…”

“Tetsu?”

“Are you serious? This isn’t a prank or something?”

“Hell, why would I call someone at 3 in the morning for pranks.”

“HAHAHHA, right..”

“So…”

“Kei, I love you.”

---end.

#haikyuu #kuroo testuro #tsukishima kei #nekoma #karasuno #kurootsukki #song fic #red velvet

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xxdreaminadream · 5 years

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nine percent reaction to their s/o being late for a date!

request: Can you do a Nine Percent reaction to their s/o being late for a date? Please? 😁 By the way, you can call me Evanism Anon!

a/n: im sorry for taking so much time! thank you anyways for requesting things! and wow it feels special you are my. first anon. love you.

cai xukun:

he would be standing in front of the restaurant where you were supposed to meet him. but you were dreadfully late this time.

he wouldn’t stop looking at the clock, at least 2 times a minute, if not more. kun wouldn’t stop muttering to himself things like “where are you” or “no one has ever stood me up, what the hell” big ego headass

eventually, as he was going to give up and go home after waiting something like an hour, you arrived, running and out of breath. he looked at you completely lost, he didn’t know if he should act angry or relieved anymore.

after staring at you for a strong minute, he finally sighed before reaching out to you.

- come on honey, let’s hurry up if you wanna eat.

chen linong:

a panicked bub. you were supposed to meet him at the park at 2pm, and at 2:15pm you weren’t here. he obviously started panicking. too much. he would spam you of messages, snaps and calls, while describing your physical appearance to random strangers to know if they had seen you. he was starting to think that something bad had happened to you, until you almost gave him a jump scare by jumping on his back, apologising for being late.

- i thought something bad happened to you! how could you make me wait? you’re truly a demon.

fan chengcheng:

dates with chengcheng were always the epitome of lazy. tonight, you were supposed to go at his place to watch movies and sleep. but having a lazy boyfriend gave you bad habits, and you weren’t paying attention at the time. when you arrived at his place, he wasn’t here. you decided to call him, only to realise that you were one hour late, and that he had tried to call you 8 times. he called another time, and you answered.

- god i thought you had been kidnapped and that they were searching for me. let me unlock the door, and don’t laugh, i truly got scared.

huang justin:

a literal baby. you were supposed to meet up after school to go to the coffee shop, but you hadn’t shown up. he had the time to wait for you in front of the school, to go to the coffee shop, and then come back, and you still weren’t here. he was a bit worried, but he quickly understood that you had an extra hour in class. so he waited, a long time, until you finally showed up. when he heard you calling his name while running toward him, his face lightened up with a smile. you jumped on his back, and he immediately started giving you a piggyback ride to the coffee shop.

- i wasn’t that worried but.. don’t make me wait that long again. i was really bored without you.

lin yanjun:

annoyed. very annoyed. when you showed up 2 hours late because your mother wouldn’t leave you alone, he couldn’t be anything but really annoyed. the 30 minutes-long car ride to the restaurant was cold, so cold, until he finally snapped at you because you dared to sigh. you yelled back at him because of the frustration that had pilled up in you. when you finished, tears were streaming down your face and your makeup was ruined. he parked the car and looked at you, and then asked you to look at him.

- i’m so sorry baby. i didn’t mean to make you cry. please don’t hate me. he cupped your face with his hands. come on, fuck all of this classy dinner. let’s eat nuggets in the car while talking together. does it seem great to you?

zhu zhengting:

zhengting gives me kinda shady (he reminds me of ryeowook actually) vibes. if you were late, he would start by calling you, nicely, but as he left more and more vocal messages to you, you could hear the contrariety building up in his voice.

but all of this frustration disappeared when you showed up in front of the fancy restaurant you guys were supposed to go to. you were looking so gorgeous, everything about you made his heart flutter. he, nonetheless, tried to keep his resting bitchface as you guys entered the restaurant.

but the second you grabbed his hand and asked him if he was okay, his emotionless face broke in a smile. he squished your hand in his, and looked at you as you sat in front of him.

- i’m always okay if i’m with you, right? but don’t make me wait for half an hour again. or i’ll ditch you for wenjun, he said while laughing.

wang ziyi:

dates with ziyi were always special. it was always at unexpected places. this time, it was at his studio. unfortunately, one of your clingy and too chatty neighbors had decided to tell you about how sick his cat was. you, being too polite and quite invested in the story, you didn’t notice that you were getting late, way too late.

when your neighbor left you, you were already 1 1/2 hour late. you ran to his studio, declining all his calls to be faster. when you arrived, he was pissed off. really pissed off. you sat on his lap, and told him what happened, while he was holding your waist tightly.

- but, is his cat okay? he asked while chuckling.

xiao gui:

linkai doesn’t have the time to get angry. he barely can get upset. at most, he will be annoyed. that’s what he was, annoyed, when you showed up one hour late at his apartment.

he was jamming to a$ap rocky’s latest song when you entered. he barely heard you, glanced at you, and acted as if you weren’t here. linkai and you being the most annoying couple, you started bumping your head in his arm for attention. you guys naturally started fighting, and the sort of fight was now forgotten.

- i love you shithead, linkai started, but don’t make me wait any longer. or i’ll bite your arm off or whatever.

you zhangjing:

whatever zhangjing and you had to celebrate, you were always going to that thai restaurant you guys loved.

today was zhangjing’s birthday, and you were supposed to meet up at 6pm at the restaurant. but the traffic was awful, and you were going to be late, very late.

when you finally arrived, you were one hour late. you ran in the restaurant, only to find zhangjing happily sitting around the table, with 4-5 plates around him. you sat next to him, and he smiled to you, before asking why you seemed so stressed.

- but why would you be worried? see! i’m happy, i was waiting for you, i knew you were going to arrive eventually. everything’s okay. but i’ll be very, very angry at you if you don’t say happy birthday to me within the next 5 seconds.

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gg-astrology · 5 years

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Sagittarius sun with a Gemini moon? What are your thoughts on how they would be?

Hey there! 💕Here ya go I did my best 💕 I hope you didn’t wait too long ksdjnsk im so sorry ;; 💕💕 im working from bottoms up and only just got to urs 💕

[Below Cut: Sagittarius Sun - Gemini Moon 🧞‍♂️ ]

Clever and lucky...what a good combination to have

I nearly had half the mind to put a clover leaf for this combination because they somehow always seem to get by -- being playful and autonomous, detached and friendly without compromising themselves/binding themselves down completely to anything (belonging to everything).

But i feel like the genie is better-- it talks about the wandering spirit Sagittarius/Gemini has. They touch and go, learn and grow, but without anyone around them who’s consistent/stead-fast throughout their entire life.

These people have the ability to come across as someone who’s incredibly anxious skdjngskn but that in itself is a survival skill, they skrrrt so fast when someone tries to make them stay/figure them out deeper than what they’re willing to show, there’s a fear of vulnerabilities/intimacy that comes with the territory. Because they feel like if they ‘open’ that up--- it’s a whole can of worms that could potentially turn into upsetting their moods, and they are always defined by what mood they’re in.

They also don’t like it when they themselves are held accountable for their own words/action. Because sometimes they 1) ‘cant remember what they said/thats too specific/detailed/technical’

Or 2) did something that they said they weren’t going to do bc they already ‘grew past what they said/that phrase in their life’ even tho it was like-- 15 minutes ago.

Can’t hold them accountable for themselves?? Lack a lil self-discipline which y know, might be endearing to a certain age/expected of the environment -- but in the long-run, the thought of ‘oh god am i going to get anywhere/manifest anything in 10 years’ freaks them out sometimes (causes anxiety to spike) so -- they don’t like to think too hard about these things (selective, with what they’re thinking about/spend their time thinking about. Watch for this)

Which--also directly contributes to why they have a problem with self-discipline. They’d rather wait for these ‘periods’ of anxiety to rise again and again and then subdue them again and again.

Than --- y know, actually putting it into action/doing something about it realistically (through effort) and help their own future instead.

They’re easily discouraged by set backs too, especially the financial/circumstantial kinds. Any kinds of upsets/mishaps or challenges that comes from those areas makes them spiral directly into despair. That’s why they lack self-discipline somewhat--bc they themselves can’t ‘hold up’ their moods against slight disappointment/challenges made against them.

(A way to help is to learn perseverance, consistency. Look towards Taurus/Earth signs for help. Since they can be dedicated/stead-fast, but lets you have your own autonomy if ONLY you learn how to actually open up and ask them for help without feeling ‘shitty/guilty’ about doing it)

Another thing they do is just kinda, try to relieve the pressure/tension so they ‘lighten’ it up. One of these coping mechanism can be making it into a joke/divert it away from the severity of the situation

(It’s not that severe you’ll get along fine with how you are, it’s just-- you’re always going to be stuck in your own ways and always anxious if you don’t gain any stable grounds for yourself too yknow?)

They can sometimes just think of ‘taking action/actually committing to something’ as being personal attacks, and anyone who tries to suggest/teach them to do this is lashed out against bc it ‘restricts their luck/optimism’ (again, their self-preservation and first priority is always their freedom/autonomy and that comes in the territory of ‘mood’ as well. Unable to take any other ‘mood’ other than light and airy, sometimes thinking of things as ‘learning how to cope/accept different moods for yourself and be ok with working on it’ can help)

Sagittarius/Gemini person have plenty of extroverted/playful persona, someone knows Whats up with people bc they aren’t afraid to dive into it/ask about it.

That’s like-- the ‘smooth’ persona they use to get by y know? it’s their extroverted persona instead of-- actually doing something for themselves that binds/balance both sides together and actually help lesson their anxiety at it’s core fear. Which is what they kinda have to realize (that it’s all interconnected)

In a way they can just--- fear not being optimistic and actually having to be ‘down’ about something because the ‘reality’ of their fear is just that.

Part of them might just be afraid of how others sees them, if they aren’t going to be ‘good’ to themselves/others anymore bc they’re less optimistic than before.

Bounded by the same rules as others (societal expectations/longevity of life). They’d rather ‘represent’ something else-- hope, optimism, but y know. Same problem anyways. The anxiety and ‘diversion’ from the norm will only make them feel like they can’t ever....actually face their problems/starting at ground 0 again (feels like it’s too late to start, which is-- a part of their fear again)

I think--- hmm, the thing that might help Sagittarius/Gemini is to just take it simply. They’re the type of person who likes to taste, to explore a large variety of experience, themes, hobbies, life. But they’re unaware that they’re pretty constrained in their-- well, emotional health? Their moods?

They take what they want, preach but doesn’t learn as much as they think they do. They’re selective in what they want to learn about, what they’re ‘ready’ for. And sometimes-- the hardest lesson in life is learning the things that are ‘truthful’ and ‘helpful’ which might not be-- all fun and nice all the times.

By learning the values in hard lessons, in accepting the sober and uncomfortable ‘moods’-- they’ll be much better adapted at handling/dealing with their anxious energy as well.

Ok that’s-- that’s very heavy, let’s move onto some other stuff!

These people are Chatty, but like...has so much going on they need some time away too skdnfksn

Sagittarius/Gemini sometimes feel like their mouth/brain moves faster than what they can control (causes restlessness/frustration)...so if they leave themselves to like, socialize for more than 24 hrs at a time they’re going to come back going ‘oh god why did i say that/what have i done’

Frustration at themselves for oversharing/hit-the-wall feeling of having nothing left to share??? Mutable energy has so much energy that it often makes their strongest ‘frustration’ letting themselves ‘go’ too much

(Because if they have ‘nothing left to share’ then that only means they’ll have to be repetitive and god they hate that. It’s not new/fresh and it’s not-- it’s not contributing to anything)

Thus why they seek to sometimes hide themselves away, be away from people in order to y know-- gather resources/energy to NOT be too much/expend their energy too much on the outside (and also lowkey to not Make a Fool also)

This is from an outsider’s perspective but also like....I’m always conscious thinking about Gemini as the Twin and it’s not just one side to them y know

I think we tend to think Gemini as being extroverted all the time when it’s not usually like that. They’re the twin...it’s a cycle... there’s two sides to the coin that needs to be processed

Their energy works in a cycle, continuous and moving, the twin isn’t just speaking out-loud/alone, it’s speaking/looping between two people.

If they don’t spend enough time thinking/gaining resource/fuel they over-share because they over-exert themselves....when they spend too much time internalizing/adding things onto their resources they get frustrated, restless, antsy and wants to ‘explode’ this onto social realm

So it’s like....they gotta be in a ‘Moment’ where they can both gain resources/information and process/drop the information in a continuous cycle -- quicker, constant, faster y know (Mercurial sign)

Instead of ‘stopping’ the motion and ‘pacing’ themselves-- the Sagittarius/Gemini is all about working at a faster pace than the one the world moves at....the one that if ‘man-made’ or controlled, would be detrimental to them

It’s a mixture of Sagittarius fire impulses, ‘doing’ things making them feel productive (and so not depriving them of those gratification by dropping them slower than normal) and then Gemini being naturally fast moving already-- being able to gather large (jupiter) information and then process them/cycling them through (release- mercury) is how they gain gratification/work perfectly in balance with themselves

Thing is-- they work --- super fast, faster than most people operate so it can be hard for others to keep up and keep them stimulated all the time

That’s ok, since Sagittarius/Gemini wouldn’t mind talking to just -- like, anyone. When they need to anyways. With great communicative ability, eloquence and friendliness/open-ness to them, they make others feel welcomed to talk. Even when they’re normally quiet/with-drawn mostly bc the Sagittarius/Gemini keeps the conversation going for them.

The thing is, Sagittarius/Gemini may rarely keep anyone around. Or rather, they sometimes ‘forget’ about people sometimes bc they move along so quickly and boldly-- and they judge others based on the interactions they’ve had, whether they’ve ‘stuck’ around in their mind or not. So it’s--- it can be kind of hard to think these people would belong anywhere, find anyone they truly stay ‘stuck’ with unless the person would be able to listen to them/keep up with them mentally a lot of the time.

Also these people aren’t afraid to be eccentric, they have good judgement. It might be a lil quirky or different, but Jupiter/Mercury never find joy in the TOTALLY conventional anyways.

And if they like something, they just-- keep doing it, keep pursuing it because it gives them stimuli (hobbies/interest) although they can have a large array of interests--as long as they’re ‘doing’ something physically with it they can keep themselves engaged/make it into a quantifiable project (see the results: the multitude of their craft/project at the end and look back on themselves like ‘wow i did this all in this year’)

That’s the thing isn’t it? They like seeing quantifiable ‘proof’ that they did something productive (fire moon-physical proof) -- they like to see that, although they are careless and forgetful sometimes. They did amount to something in the end.

It all comes down to-- y know, learning lessons. self-discipline. because you can’t keep closing your eyes, blinding painting random swatches and hoping it’ll turn out into something manifestable/painting that’s ‘oh thats better than expected!’ all the time y know. (you can’t keep seeing disasterous results as ‘aw thats ok :(( maybe next time’ when you’re just?? depending on luck?? to get by???)

Anyways, I hope I didn’t go in too hard ;; 💕💕💕Hope you gain some insights from this! 💕💕

#sagittarius sun #gemini moon #sagittarius #gemini #sagittarius-gemini #reclusiveextrovert2 #asks

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cow3survivor · 3 years

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Episode 1 Pt. 1: “Playing A Game With A Fresh Slate” - Jessica

JESSICA

chamomile

JABARI

So im a little slow with names to start but everyone seems chill and nice to be around. I hope I can find some like-minded people here

JESSICA

Hello hello hello, it is Jessica here with a confessional. I don't know a single soul in this game except for Silver and we are not even on the same tribe. I also barely know him so it's basically like I'm playing a game with a fresh slate! It's nice because I feel like I used to have a Reputation with a capital R and sometimes that made it difficult to play the way I wanted (which is chaotically but in a cute way). But since no one knows me... I can use whatever strategy I want and hopefully they don't see it coming. I am tied for the oldest person here. Everyone is college aged (or even HIGH SCHOOL aged? Didn't know people still did that) so I do not know what we are going to talk about. My only interests are taxes and coffee, things that kids these days know nothing about! Also I am only allowed one teenager friend without it being weird and that person is Zach so I will just vote out the rest of the teenagers in this cast. The tribe wants to play pictionary later so I am going to join that and wow them all with my art skills. All right that's it, that's my confessional for this round. I probably won't even need to write any more until merge because I will be immune every round :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) I am manifesting that it will happen

CLOUD

my tribe is seeming kinda dry</3 but thats okay im here to be insane and annoying not to win

SHANE

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1IyGBdqi4OzsqrfedJim18OWhn-K1A5Lp/view?usp=sharing

PENNINO

I'm coming into this game with the mentality of "you need to write a vl everyday, a confessional every day and communicate with everyone every day. I don't think I know anyone on my tribe apart from Nicole and Silver, who I am looking forward to possibly work with. I'm the youngest as always. Jabari seems worried about the image he gives off. Nash looks like that chatty archetype, someone you can go to vent to. Mikey was pretty excited to not be the youngest. Jake seems like a pretty nice guy. His first ORG, and with 15 orgs under my belt, I think I actually can help, but he loves survivor so he must know the strategies. I think I know jones from other ORGs, but she wasn't very active today. Or maybe I just wasn't awake for it. Jennet seems like a cool person I'd like to talk to. Same goes for Lindsay. As for Brookesia, I couldn't help but notice that Ethan reminds me of someone, I just don't know why. No thoughts on Daisy, Lovelis, Sam, or Shane. Jessica is giving me a strange vibe. She's gonna get to swap/merge, and in those later days, I think she has the possibility to become a villain. Or maybe that's gonna be me hehehehe. Cloud spoke in ITALIAN in their Intro Video and I'M EXCITED CAUSE MAYBE THEYRE ITALIAN. Madison is someone I know from another ORG and great person, may not get to even meet her, she may get booted out pre-swap. Everyone knows Sammy, may be considered as a liability and I do too. I'm hella scared of him, but I just hope Brookesia sees the threat before I'm on a tribe with him. And then there's Pete. Ughhhhhh whyyyyyy. Bitch you can't make that show up on my screen at 2 am and expect me not too have nightmares. May be just all for show and he may be voted out first. For now, let's just try to make friends. I could just go to Jake or Silver. I don't know yet, I still have to talk with everyone

NICOLE

So? This is overwhelming a bit. I haven’t played survivor in almost a year and really didn’t think I’d be playing any more games. Yet, here I am! And it’s very weird, because I like everyone so far on a surface level which means I might be the weakest member of the tribe? I don’t think that’s how that works. I’ve been talking to Jake a bit, Lindsay a bit, Pennino a bit, then I love Nash and Jones. Jennet and I were active at different times I think so I haven’t gotten to speak to them yet but I have watched them play Toy Story! And Jabari was really nice but we talked about the weather and the weather only so uh..we are gonna have to talk more. In a big game like this you have to have the personality and active time to move forward so, I’m trying to show people I have that. It’s just real hard to do so, and also Silver...he is hard to keep up with. I’ve been hosting him for the past month and I just find it difficult to find an in to align with him on, not really trying to align with him honestly. But I feel like I’d probably do good at pretending to align with him, which is all that matters right? In terms of the other tribe...kisses all of them. Sammy? Love of my life. Daisy? Love of all our lives. Like, these are super likable people! So it’s a little worrisome to have big personalities over there, I really hope they don’t eat each other before a swap can happen. Especially Madison and Daisy, both of them have a tendency to uh...stick with the men...and vote out the women. So I’m really hoping history doesn’t repeat because I’d love to work with both of them! I feel like I’m solid if I can find a way to keep communication constant this round and show I can help out. I feel like rallying the girls and the theys this round may be an opportunity. I feel bad because Silver is doing all this and I know sammy is a graphic designer LOL Speaking of he should be working on my book cover not this game...anyway I’m gonna go back to sleep for an hour before work but I hope this tribe shows an inact soon because I’m starting to feel like the weakest link 😳

PETE

so right off the bat i’m really vibing with Ethan we immediately found our shared love for Bowser & Roadhog as our gay dads aw ♡ also talked to sammy since we have a little history but we’re cool i really think it’ll go well this time around at least i hope

(a little later)

IM SO HDDJ NICOLE IS HERE SHES GONNA KILL MEEEEEEEEEE IM DELETING BYE

LINDSAY

i recorded this very late so im sorry if its a mess:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/17C9vr8lGOFOx02Dg1_RrnYf4FznoVcYY/view?usp=sharing

Also to add one pennino immediately started interrogating me about people i didnt like and is generally not giving me great vibes like dude. chill it down on the aggression. you gotta make a connection w people before you start doing shit like that and we definitely didn't have one yet. obviously i vagued him (while giving him just a little bit of tea so it wasnt intensely obv i was vaguing) but dude... dont do that shit. we ain't even know if we goin' to tribal yet what the fuck.

ETHAN

Charan's Hot Confessional Questions for Leafy (Charan is my diary room buddy <3) :dance: 1. You've had the evening to get to meet your new tribemates! Who are you connecting with? Who are you struggling to connect with? How did the Tribe VC go? I feel like I am getting my foot in the door with most of them, so rather than saying who I am connecting super well with, I will say Kiki is the only one who I haven't had a conversation with. They got back from work right after everything happened, and I was already asleep, and they have not messaged me back yet today. The tribe vc was fun! I love vcs, as my diary room buddies RYAN and CHARAN know, as they are a way to make even deeper connections, and talk about things more efficiently. VCs are also a way to more quickly understand the personalities of who I am talking with, so I got a lot of info quickly. Super excited because my tribe looks awesome! :dance: 2. How do you personally assess your gameplay? Where do you think your strengths lay, especially in the early premerge? In what ways do you find yourself capitalizing on those strengths to keep yourself safe? My gameplay is 100% rooted in my social maneuverability. I try to understand those I play with, and preferably, have them as allies. Even if they aren't allies, if I understand how they think, I will be able to anticipate how they will act and react to certain scenarios. So far I hope to use my social game to keep me out of harm's way, as I don't need to be in control, I just can't be the one to go. If things go well, I will naturally be in a more powerful position as people come to trust me, but I can never be seen as going for one or being in one. Perception is everything, and on day 1, I am going for the perception that I am a nice volleyball coach with a passion for education, and I am just somebody who wants to have fun and make new friends. That is all true, and that is all I need to be! :dance: 3. I personally have 0 clue how idols/advantages are obtained in this org. Do you expect it to be difficult or easy? And does the easiness of finding idols factor into your gameplay at all? Or are you used to playing without having to rely on advantages? I expect this to be difficult. My luck in life and ESPECIALLY in orgs is abysmal. This system is rooted in luck but also social prowess, so I can set myself up the best I can socially but ultimately it is a luck-based system. I am not anticipating on finding anything this season if this is the only way to find things, but more importantly, I just need to know who finds what and when. I am used to playing without advantages, and just need to know who has them in order to adapt my gameplay to them. :dance: 4. Lastly, tell me about your day! What did u do that made u feel happy about today and what're ur plans for tomorrow? My day has been good so far! I told one of my volleyball teams that I coach about this, and they said they want to be in my video confessional, so maybe that will be coming soon :eyes:. I love what I do and coach a LOT of hours, so if I am not typing in here I am likely doing that. In addition to that, the semester is winding down for school, so hopefully, soon I will have less school work and I can focus on this and on coaching. For tomorrow I play to more deeply integrate myself socially, and start to talk game with people!

JENNET

i fear i will not click with my tribemates... im easy to get along with but idk if these people will like me

JAKE

https://youtu.be/Q3eDyTryE0g when I tell y'all I've had it....

JENNET

I feel like nobody hears me when i speak :(( i dont wanna sound like a toddler but hopefully its just my insecurities and they do enjoy me

(a little later)

Silver is kinda... hmmm kinda weird i dont like to isolate people or be mean but that’s just something i noticed. i do enjoy having somebody that’s awkward around bc it does take the edge/pressure off me being awkward

(after an afternoon of swimming)

this is such a different experience than what im used to.... nobody really messages me like at all and ive reached out but idk-

JESSICA

Well we are here on day three doing an immunity challenge. I hope we win! Today's song of the day is: HELLO by Allie X (I have listened to it 30 times this morning alone).

So far I like my tribe enough. I find people are falling into two categories: active/chatty or quieter/a little more difficult to talk to. In category one we have:

- Ethan: One of my favourite people to talk to so far, really liking him.

- Sammy: The only person I've talked any strategy with. I really like that out of the gate he was like "hey let's not waste time, let's STRATEGIZE". Since he was the one that brought that up first, I'm thinking I might go to him today (whether we win immunity or not) and see what he thinks about starting an official alliance with any of the people in category 1 (or anyone at all really)

- Daisy: Daisy seems very sweet and is easy to talk to. I really like her!

- Lovelis: Oh my gosh.... at first I was like hmmm not sure what my opinion is of this guy. But then we realized we are both from the FB Org community and now we are hitting it off! He said he cheered for me when I played Kingdoms Collide.

- Pete: Umm I don't really have a read on Pete but he does reply pretty quickly when I message him.

And then in the not so active group:

- Sam: Sam is actually here quite a bit but I've found he's a little difficult to talk to. He doesn't move conversations forward a lot. However we have been bonding over the evil that is braces/retainers so now he is opening up a bit.

- Shane: For some reason, I keep thinking he is also named Ethan? Not sure why. Shane is fine but same as Sam; not great at keeping conversations moving forward.

- Cloud: Okay I love Cloud. They are great and I really want to talk to them more! But they are also a little spotty with how much they're online. I would not want to vote them out if we lost but I also would not necessarily stop others if they wanted to.

- Madison: She is not here very much and doesn't seem to be putting in the effort when she is. Like she's left me on read already and in the span of 48 hours (or however long it's been since the game started) we have barely spoken at all and I've had to start the convo twice. I'd probably most want to vote her out if we lost.

In an ideal perfect wonderful world, we will win immunity and that gives me more time to try and subtly get some form of alliance going. I don't want to be the one to push it directly so I'm going to try and get Sammy to suggest it to people.

Usually I find I get two placements in games: I make it to merge as a non-threat and then kill it in the second half + go really far or I play too big too fast and by late pre-merge/early merge, I'm taken out. The only times I've gone into merge with a threat label and still won, I either won every single immunity (what's up, Jordan Pines!) or I had a once in a lifetime alliance. In my experience, it's way easier to play from a non-threatening position where everyone likes you.

I used to have that strategy down perfectly but it's been a few years so let's see if I still remember how the heck you win Survivor!

PETE

BYE IM GOING HOME LITERALLY I ONLY SCORED LIKE TWICE MY ASS IS FUCKING DEAD FUUUUUUUUCK

JONES

:pensive_cow: So we get on the beach and like omg I arrive like,, two hours later than everyone else but that’s all gucci idrc ab that but IN HINDSIGHT NOW feel like such an outsider on this TRIBE????????? It’s all internal I think. I haven’t done anything to make me an outsider other than be super super busy and preoccupied but I FEEL SO WEIRD :((( idk!! It might also be an age thing tho,, Bc it seems like a lot of people on my tribe are like 14-18 or smth like that I feel like the weird aunt who lives down the block!!! These kids make me SICK!!! But ya. It’s not like I have no one tho I’m just v v sad and feel rlly tuned out of everyone’s thoughts ajdkdkdkdk but uhm. 👉👈 first impressions cast assessment:

Jabari- have NOT had the chance to pm her 1 on 1 yet, but she was on call for a hot minute yesterday after the challenge was released!! She gave Lindsay some insight on the flash game which I thought was super super neat :) Jake - I definitely think on first impression he’s trying to take on a bit more of a savior leadership type position by organizing everyone for the immunity challenge and trying to make his own quirky cute flag too, but idk if we rlly like ? Need a leader rn ? I get it’s in good conscience but it’s a lil unnecessary. I do think he’s super super sweet tho and I loved his flag :) Mikey - this boy. JSJDJDKKD I think he’s TOTALLY FINE don’t get me WRONG but idk why he was like ,,, unintentionally lowkey shady??????? JAJDJFJFK LIKE when Jake’s flag came into consideration one of the first things Mikey said was smth like “well the judges might think it’s more illustration than a flag” LIKE AKSKSKSK ITS NOT A BIG DEAL ITS A FUCKING FLAG ANJSKS I think it might be,, an age thing or just him wanting his flag to be used which is FINE but it’s a reward challenge and it’s flagmaking it’s not,, the biggest deal ankskdksks I do appreciate his work ethic tho :3

Jennet - I’ve never heard bad things ab jennet so I’m RLLY EXCITED to get to meet them esp since they’re also kinda involved w fast twitter and whatnot but I feel like they kinda came in rlly hot? Like “I’m here to play this for real” I think Is what they said which isn’t totally fine but it’s also like,,, yes. Cool. Idk what it means ig hsjsjsj idk they’re v fun tho :)) definitely wanna work w them long term

Nicole - i Keep thinking Nicole is my emotional support counselor I’m so happy she’s here but I don’t wanna strictly rely on her ya feel (I don’t think I am rn Bc I think I have at least 2 solid allies anskkdkd but I don’t want to have to fall on Nicole Bc shes my friend yk)

Nash - is never rlly online :(( they messaged me yesterday and I messaged them back but they never respondedddddddddd Ik they said they napped but! Where are u I miss u

Pennino - this boy. ANDKFKDKDK he’s the kind of person that will respond to PMs w one word sentences and then go fking off in tribe chat like his life depends on it AJDKDKKDD I don’t see myself bonding w him that well tbh :( I think in the end it’s probs an age thing but he def seems nice and excited to play

Silver - at first I loved his intro,, filled me w joy,, but when I messaged him a bit later I felt like our convo was kinda stale? But THEN yesterday on call?? Chefs kiss I love silver sm. He said he wants to work w me too so BONUS??????? YES!!

Lindsay - this is it folks. This is the one. I love Lindsay sm. I haven’t had a great first impression convo w anyone like lindsay in a long long LONG ass time and I’m so. Appreciative. We both have said we wanna work w each other and I’m so so excited GOD lindsay is so incredible

But ya have to go back to work kiss me on the lipz

DAISY

https://youtu.be/TI72H8w-EK8

JENNET

flopped the immunity comp so i fear i may be next :/// i havent really made an connections this is sick

#cowsurvivor #confessionals

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datingadviceonreddit · 5 years

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TL;DR at bottom.I've known this girl at work for a while. Let's save the "don't date coworkers" talk for another time.We've always gotten along really well. I probably get along with her way more than everyone else at work put together. Lots of inside jokes, super chatty during break times, and as far as I know really the only one she goes out with for occasional lunch/dinner. Once or twice we met each other outside work, but more to rant about work grievances. We rarely message each other outside work, but I know she's not one who uses IMs/social media.Well one weekend she messaged and asked if I was interested to go see a movie, because it was related to something we both liked. Note, she did NOT ask me to see it WITH her, just if I was interested. I said sure, I'll go on Friday. She then mentions she went for Wednesday because it has better seats. I said, oh okay, I should go for that one too.Few days before Wednesday, she asks what seat I got. Turns out it was directly behind her. I changed my seats to be next to her, and her reaction was to laugh and say "no way!".Wednesday came, she suddenly dropped a bomb at work (not to just me) and said it was actually a sad day for her because it was also the same day her mom died years ago. No one at work knew until that day.I felt sorry and thought it should be a happier day. I suggested we go to a fancier place for dinner before the movie, instead of the usual cheap place we went to. We went there and had a great time. I asked her to tell me stories and memories about her mom, and she happily obliged.Great convo at dinner. Great convo walking to the movie. Great convo after movie. She laughed hard at all the jokes I was making, and ditto for me. Offered to drive her home because it was very late, but she declined and said she felt safe anyway. I ended up just seeing her off the bus stop.Friday comes along, she said it was a horrible week (super busy work), but the dinner and movie we had was the only exception. I lost count of how many times she mentioned that the fancy dinner was a great idea.This all sounds great and all, so where does the uncertainty come from?She's always said (without any kind of prompt) that she was not actively seeking romance. She was happy with her single life, has been single for years, want to focus on personal goals. She mentioned she intentionally dresses very plain to avoid attracting suitors. The very few times she puts on cute stuff, she was GORGEOUS. More than usual, for me.She knows I had a long relationship broken up, and she was also the one who supported me throughout the sad times.I am probably really reaching here. On the way to the cinema she asked me how I was, a month after my breakup.Me: I'm actually pretty happy now, I've moved on.Her: Are you sure? It's not easy, I know from experience. I know you will probably still think about her.Me: Well of course that will happen, it was a long relationship after all. But right now, I'm content. I'm open to new relationships, but I'm not actively looking for one. If it happens, great! If not, that's OK.Her: Same here, and you know it! I'm very patient; I can wait for as long as it takes to be with the perfect man.That last line made me wonder if she was hinting at something, like, is she giving me time to move on completely? On one hand, I've read too much into things in the past and know that sometimes it doesn't mean anything (oh boy have I been so wrong). On the other had, we have this running joke that we somehow think, do and like the same things so many times because we shared a birth month.TL;DRFriend asks to see movie. We both had great times. Unsure if that counted as a date and/or if she is romantically interested. I don't want to lose a friend or make things awkward if I read too much into it. via /r/dating_advice

#dating #dating advice #reddit

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crush-imaginesssss · 6 years

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💖💖Crush Imagine💖💖 very long...

hey so this is the first crush magine I wrote. it’s kinda bad but whatever😂also there’s a little bit of swearing just so u know. anyways enjoy!

summary:you are an outgoing person who happens to have a crush on a hot shy guy. he likes you too but you don’t know that and he doesn’t know you like him. he falls in love with you more everytime you speak to him.

y/n=your name

c/n= crushes name

y/f/n=your friends name

y/b/f/n= your best friends name

y/g/f/n= your guy friends name

y/h/s= your high school

e/c= eye color

h/c= hair color

shy guy crush imagine: story 1

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monday morning:

Spring break is now over and now you have to go back to school. you arrive 15 minutes before the bell rings, as per usual. today was an odd day. there are only two good things about school,your friends and of course, c/n. y/b/f/n greets you. “hey y/n,”she says and leans in for a hug. “Hey what’s up?” “just the usual,come with me to my class?” “sure why not,” you agree. you remember that your locker’s on the way, and you sometimes see c/n around there. “So how are you doing?” “i’m doing great, thanks for asking y/b/f/n.” you didn’t care how you were feeling, you only really cared about how c/n felt because he means the world to you. on the way to her class, you see f/n, who also sees you and waves. of course, you wave back. she comes up to you and y/b/f/f/n. “have you talked to c/n lately? i just saw him. he seems a bit flustered and sad”. your heart sinks.

“where is he??” you ask. y/f/n points to the right. “his class is v205.”

“hey y/b/f/n do you mind if i—?” she cuts you off before you can finish, “of course girlie, go get your man!!” she smiles. you take off running in the other direction, towards c/n’s class.

background: you are a sophomore at y/h/s. you are a very bubbly and outgoing person, so you have a lot of friends at your school, both girls and boys. most of your guy friends happen to have crushes on you, but you don’t really care. you only want one guy, c/n. he’s a really amazing guy. you liked him right when you met him. you’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You guys have had a lot of interesting conversations, even though he was shy, he was really comfortable talking to you. somedays he’s chatty and sometimes he won’t speak at all, because he’s too into his feelings. c/n is gorgeous with his e/c eyes and shiny h/c hair. c/n is about 3 inches taller than you, which is sexy because you have a thing for tall guys. All of your friends know you have a thing for c/n, except for of course, c/n. You knew you could never admit your feelings for him. back to the story

you scan the hallways for c/n and don’t see any sign of him... until you look into his classroom, which was open, he was with his head down.

While panting you say,” hey, c/n are you ok? he looks up at you with his gorgeous e/c eyes, he looked like he wanted to cry. “y-yeah im f-fine, y/n I promise.”

bullshit. you are an expert at reading people and it is clear as day that c/n is not ok. “no,you’re not, c/n, come with me right now.” you grab him by the arm and drag him to a quiet spot in the hallways.

“where are you taking me?” “somewhere we can talk in private.” “y/n, look, im fine.really.” “nope just give up and tell me what’s wrong, so i can help you.” he yanks his arm from your hand. “ok fine, but can we talk about it outside of school?like, do you wanna come over?” your heart flutters,” uh, yeah sure. today?” “yeah. meet me by v220 after school today.” “okay.”you walked him back to class. you knew c/n for about 3 months and you never really hung out outside of school.

timeskip to your first class:

y/f was in your class so you talked to her about c/n. “yeah u were right he seemed really sad. he said he didn’t wanna talk about it here so he invited me over to his house after school today!” “WAIT REALLY?!” “YES!” “DUDE he’s like lowkey into you omg omg.” “hopefully” you sighed. “he’s so shy and hot, like why would he wanna date me since im, outgoing asf. like the total opposite of him.he’s actually perfect.”

“oh come on, y/n, you’re perfect too. and c/n probably thinks you’re really attractive too, because you are.” “aw thanks f/n.” she nodded. you texted your mom telling here where you were going after school, and who with ;), she happily approved and told you to have fun and be home by 7:30-8.

timeskip to after school

you walked to v220, the classroom c/n told you to meet him at. he was already there of course, looking sexy leaning against the wall, scrolling on his phone. “c/n!” you called. he looked at you and his face lit up. “hey y/n. let’s go.” he lead the way. his house was only about a 5 minute walk from school. he lived in a southern style two-story house, it was beautiful. “wow I love your house!” “thanks y/n. put your stuff over there, make yourself at home.” you grinned.

timeskip

you both sat on the couch with your phones.

“ok, c/n, are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” a tear fell down his cheek. “it’s m-my a-aunt. she had cancer. and she d-died.and I’ve been trying to keep myself together the whole day but now I can’t help letting it all out” he completely fell apart when he said that. you felt pretty awful for him,so you hugged him really tigthly,“omg it’s gonna be okay I promise c/n. please don’t cry. she’s in a better place now I promise. everyone goes through that.” “yes I know y/n, but i can’t believe she’s actually gone.” he broke down again. “she doesn’t have to go through the pain anymore, remember that. it was for her own good.” he cried for like 30 minutes or so, while you held him in your arms. when he stopped he sat up and noticed you were still holding him, almost falling asleep. that made him feel a little better. “y/n” he said that so suddenly which startledd you since he hadn’t said anything for a while.” “yeah?” you said startled. he laughed, “oh my bad, I didn’t mean to scare you.” “it’s fine.” “so y/n. it would mean the world to me if you came to the funeral. can you?” “I’ll do anything i can to go. for you.” “thank you so much. you’re like my savior, you’re like, like a god.” you couldn’t help but blush. “I do what I can to make the people I care about feel better,”you winked. you looked at the time. 7:49.“oh shit, I have to go home now or else my parents are gonna be hella pissed.” c/n’s facial expression went from happy to a little sad. “aw, okay. I’ll walk you outside.” he put his arm around you and walked you outside. “bye y/n, thank you. a-and see you tomorrow.”

“bye c/n. glad that I could help” you flipped your hair and walked home. even though it was a long walk but you didn’t mind. it was a good day;)) and a good night too

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the next morning:

“Y/N!!! GET UP!!!! YOU’RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!Y/N!!!!!” you were jolted awake by your mother. you could barely see anything. you tried looking at the clock and then the moment of realization hit you.it read 8:38. school started at 8:40. “SHIT!” “THAT’S TWO TARDIES!” you race out of bed and quickly change into something cute and casual. you chose black leggings,crop tank, jacket and converse. You grab your hairbrush and brush your long, luscious h/c hair. You put a bit of gold highlighter on your face since you’re late, and grab your bag and book it out of the house. you say bye to your parents and make your way to school. after running for 15 minutes to school, you take a little break until you realize how late you are. You open your phone, and it’s 9:05! “OH FUCKKKKKK!!!!” you pick up the pace and finally you arrive at school, go to your locker and get your books for your even class day, which means you have all classes with c/n today!Let’s gooooooooooo! on the way to class, you start to feel really nervous. And really tired.

your pov:

omg im so late today! how tf did i sleep in?! that like, never happens. hopefully the whole class wont stare at me when i walk in. and hopefully c/n doesn’t notice, he wouldn’t wanna date a girl who is late to class, he wants one who is always there on time. Hopefully i look somewhat decent. … i”m about to open the door, here it goes.

you open the door, panting. “h-hi t/n, sorry im late i slept in!” you say. “Its ok, y/n, do you have a slip?” shit. “ummm, no i don’t”. what else could go wrong? you try to move towards the door to leave again.“You know what? just take a seat please,” she says, a little annoyed. You walk over to your seat, which happens to be right next to c/n, luckily. y/f/n and y/b/f/n are also in this class along with your other friends. “yay y/n you’re here! “ “hey y/n whats up?” “y/nnnnnnnnn”

“Hey guys!” you say to your six friends in this class. you turn to c/n, who seems a bit preoccupied. with. omg. He’s talking to ivy, a girl who’s a bitch to you and happens to be one of the self proclaimed, it-girls. she’s flirting with him. Hell.to.the.no. a flash of jealousy goes through your body,you can actually feel it physically. You turn to your other friends,hoping to have something interesting to talk about, something that takes your mind off c/n and Ivy. that hoe. “Guys. do you see that” you whisper and gesture with your head to c/n. They look over. “Omg ewww. Why is he talking to her?” y/b/f/n asks. “Idfk.” “he probably doesn’t know what happened y/n its ok,” y/f/n says. Your other friends comfort you. The conversation continues and you see out of the corner of your eye, c/n is staring at you. And Ivy has an evil look on her face. She knows very damn well what she did. The sad part is that c/n seems a bit amused. Wtf. all of a sudden, you feel a little tap on your shoulder. You look over and. Well, take a guess who it is. Its c/n. Obviously you are not very pleased with him right now.

“Hey y/n!” he says very excitedly. “Oh. hey.” “how’s it going?” “okay.” “okay?”

“Yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” “nah, you’re not. I can see right through you.”he looked disappointed.

“No, really i am fine.” “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” you give up. You roll your eyes,”fine.”

“I saw you talking to ivy back there and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” now he looked really disappointed. “Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” “it’s a long story.” “i’ve got plenty of time.” you sigh, “alright.” then you tell him the story. You and Ivy used to be best friends in sixth grade, you were both popular, but you were more popular. This made ivy really jealous, so she made up some rumors and spread them about you. She told everyone, and most of the sixth grade believed her. So you basically didn’t have many friends for a while, except for y/b/f/n, y/f, y/f, and y/f. Even the teachers hated you. And you were constantly bullied. It was horrible. You were actually contemplating suicide...

c/n’s jaw dropped, “y/n thats awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” he looked generally concerned. “Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” “of course i care y/n, i care about you a lot.” he puts his hand on yours and quickly takes it off, realizing what he’s done, then he blushes. You laugh. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have! im very impressed.” you get butterflies in your stomach. “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” “i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” he blushes. “Do you wanna hang out again today?” he asks. “No i can’t, i have soccer practice today. Sorry. How about thursday?” “oh i can’t do thursday. My cousin is coming over to discuss the funeral arrangements…” “oh” you sigh. “When are you not busy,” you ask. “Next monday?” “hmmm, i will check my schedule.” the bell rings. Time went by pretty fast, only because you were with c/n. “U coming?” you ask. “Nah i’m hanging back in here to work on homework.” “okay. Have fun. See you next period.” “see you.” you flipped your hair and walked away like you own the place. Today was actually gonna be a decent day.

Your pov:

God i am so tired. I haven’t talked to c/n since yesterday, maybe i should say wassup? Lemme look over and see what he’s doing. Omg. is he seriously talking to ivy? Are they flirting? Are u shitting me. This can’t be happening. Ok now look away, look away before one of them notices you’re staring. *Small timeskip* look out of the corner your eye to see if they’re still talking and omfg. Is he, staring at me? Why is he staring at me, the hell? *another small timeskip*

Someone’s tapping me, wait who’s tapping me?let’s see. oh wow, look who it is. it’s him. What the hell does he want. i woke up late and i was late for school,im tired, my crush is talking to my worst enemy, today already sucks. “Hey y/n!” he says very excitedly. Why is he so happy right now? i’m so annoyed. I tell him, “oh. Hey.” “how’s it going?” awful. “okay.” “okay?” he asks. Do i have to repeat myself? “ yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” “nah, you’re not.i can see right through you.” he knows me so well. He looked disappointed. I don’t wanna look like a sensitive person so i’m gonna keep resisting. “No, really i am fine.” “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” he sounded more mad this time. I give up. Instinctively i roll my eyes.”fine,” “I saw you talking to ivy back there and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” now he looked really disappointed. “Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” he aks. “it’s a long story.” “i’ve got plenty of time.” i sigh, “alright.” here it goes. *small timeskip* so.. I told him the story. c/n’s jaw dropped, “y/n thats awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” he looked generally concerned. “Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” “of course i care izzy, i care about you a lot.you’re my friend” AHHHHHHHHHH! he puts his hand on mine omfg and quickly takes it off, realizing what he’s done, then he blushes. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!Why is that so funny? I laughed. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” damn. “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have!im very impressed.” here come more butterflies. I could feel my self confidence going up even more. “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” it’s true, i really do.“i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” but he’s already perfect and cute when he’s shy. “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” he blushes. Again. And it’s hot as hell.

His pov:

So it’s 8:51 and y/n is still not here. I hope she’s okay, probably just running late.again. Her friends are here, and i want to ask them where she is, but i don’t want to make it obvious that i like her. I liked her right when i met her, she’s really charismatic, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. “Hey c/n.” who’s trying to talk to me? oh its ivy. She’s a pretty girl, but nothing compared to y/n. She flirts with me for a while, and somehow it’s amusing. Even though she seems like one of those basic girls no one likes. Wait what the hell am i doing? I like someone else, and i think it might possibly be love. The more i talk to her, the more i fall for her. But it’s killing me because she probably doesn’t like me like that. She’s actually perfect, so why would she wanna date me? I’m shy and she’s outgoing, she would probably go for another outgoing guy, like one of her other friends. Most of her guy friends like her, even my friend, c/f/n likes her a bit. He’s even shyer than me. I have no chance, sadly.

9:05 she’s still not here. I hope she actually comes to school today, i miss her already. Ivy is getting really flirty and it’s kind of annoying, but i put a smile on to make her feel like she’s getting somewhere, and to maybe make y/n squirm a bit. You know, make her a little jealous. wait. that wouldn’t make her jealous if she didn’t like me. god dammit c/n you have no chance. just stop.

It’s 9:20 and finally she gets to school. God she looks so beautiful. I’d give anything for her to be mine.“c/n? Are you listening to me?” ugh. “Yeah.” Oh my god she’s coming over, she hasn’t said anything. She looks kinda pissed. I should leave her alone for a bit. *timeskip* maybe i should say something to her. Yeah lets do it. Just a little tap on the shoulder. She turns around. “Hey y/n!” i say. “Oh. hey.” yeah she’s not happy. “how’s it going?” “okay.” something is very wrong, she’s always so bubbly. “okay?” i question her.

“Yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” you can’t fool me y/n, i know better. “nah, you’re not. I can see right through you.” I’m a little disappointed that she can’t tell me everything she feels. she doesn’t trust me enough. I need to gain her trust.

“No, really i am fine.” Why won’t she just tell me? “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” ”fine,” she says, giving up. “I saw you talking to ivy back there, and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” I shouldn’t have done that to make her feel jealous. But why the hell would she be jealous if she didn’t like me? That was a horrible idea god i am so stupid. I just made things worse. I didn’t mean to hurt her..

“Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” this is important, i need to know. “it’s a long story.” i have all the time in the world for you anyday, yn.“i’ve got plenty of time.” she sighs, “alright.” and then she tells me….

My jaw dropped. That is so horrible, i can’t believe she went through something like that. I feel horrible for that and i refuse to talk to ivy. y/n is so strong, she went through that and managed to pull herself back up. That’s incredible. “y/n that’s awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” i ask. I am very concerned.“Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” why the hell wouldn’t i care?“of course i care y/n i care about you a lot.you’re my friend” (and the love of my life) i can’t believe i just said that, i’m being too obvious. Then, i do the craziest thing. I put my hand on hers. Fuck go back. I couldn’t control it but I blush. She laughs. She has the most adorable laugh. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” hmm I like what I’m hearing. “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have!im very impressed.” “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” she’s fucking perfect as always. “i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” it’s true i am. “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” that’s really sweet. I can’t help but blush again. Why am i like this? I wanna ask her to hang out again, let’s do it. “Do you wanna hang out again today?” bad idea bad idea. “No i can’t, i have soccer practice today. Sorry. How about thursday?” she prob doesn’t wanna hang out again. And i’m busy on thursday..“oh i can’t do thursday. My cousin is coming over to discuss the funeral arrangements…” “oh” she sighs. “When are you not busy,” she asks. “Next monday?” “hmmm, i will check my schedule.”hopefully she can make it. the bell rings. “U coming?” she asks. I wish i could come with you, y/n,“Nah i’m hanging back in here to work on homework.” “okay. Have fun. See you next period.” “see you.” then she flipped her hair and walked away. I think i might be in love, and i’ve never felt this way about anyone before...

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3) ymously. sorry for the rambling 3 page question. i dont really have a question for you i guess. its just late and im tired and just feeling exceptionally chatty right now. so i'll just end it here. if you want to talk i would love to talk to you more personally. like you were saying, it can get pretty lonely. i guess this anonymousness is getting a little weird. maybe one day ill message you off anon, im just paranoid i guess. not that it would matter much anyway lol. but whatever. night shwe

One, you don’t get a say in how much it means to them. Your job is to express your sincere sentiments. You never know.

Two, ramble as much as you want. As much as you need. I appreciate the time you have taken to write to me. Message me off anon, message me as anon. Whatever floats your boat. I’m here for ya. In the best way I know how. Merry Christmas you.

xoxo

Shwe

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Kisses

Kokabiel belongs to koda-damn-crap.

It’s the first thread Belle and Reese appear in. Reese’ next RP is Mama Kokabiel.

*hand on his cheek he stares smiling to her* “awww hi there! You look different today! ” he ask bruce..

What? She matched his expression, enjoying the attention, though she was also slightly confused. She just arrived! But … so what when a stranger was preteding to know her? It hardly meant he couldn’t be trusted.

“In a good way?” she wondered, checking her outfit. Here she thought the long coat made her look a bit silly, but she had to stay warm. She wasn’t all alone, after all. Reese was just quiet, sleeping under her jacket, curled up in the baby slong she carried beneath. Just the dark tips of his ears showed out; proof the outside world was a little too cold for his tastes.

“In a good way!” he repeats smiling chearsfully to Bruce. Kokabiel didnt has the chance to talk more face to face with Bruce. The last time he was a spider and later Bruce was dead. Maybe it was a good oportunity to knows him more.

He began to poke his own fingers nervously, touching fingertip with fingertip in fast movements. “And the family? how is your kid? Was he still scared of me? I’m sure my first impression was not the best, did he say something about me?” he asks again with a cherry smile on his face.

What … ? “Not … ” She looked down and opened her coat a little, just to make sure. But … Reese wasn’t the chatty of the two …

She looked up again and smiled apologetic. “Sorry. You two have history?” It would be new for her, but she gave it a doubt and opened another button of her coat. Some fresh air would do Reese some good, even though he mumled and tried to cover his face.

So he was a bit weird. But it didn’t mean he can’t be trusted. “I’m Belle. That’s … Reese.”

He stared for a small moment and soon his smile began to fade and be replaced for a quote of horror. “My Blood! what happened to him! You crushed him!…” he covered his mouth with both hands…ok…this was unusual. He never saw a human get smaller. after that he blinked and glared back to Bruce?

Narrowing like if he could not see well, Kok leaned to see better her face…”You are not Bruce..” his gaze moved down to her breasts..”you have boobies” there was more Bruce? was she family.?

What even … She was not crushing Reese? This wasn’t her first baby and … She could just laugh. This awas a tad ridiculous. Didn’t mean he couldn’t be trusted…

“Thank you … for noticing. You mean my brother.” That much was clear. He must have meant Dae then, too, not Reese. Suddenly, his previous statement sounded way less charming. Bruce didn’t even have any hair! Or did he? In this dimension? Who knew.

“You really are Bruce’s sister? Rude!! He didn’t mention you during the breakfast! rudee” he complained

Well, at least his anger was aimed at Bruce, and not her. That she could fix. “He doesn’t know me, just yet” she explained, reaching out to the stranger, to give him some comfort.

“I just arrived. It’s a surprise.” She smiled, but she was also aware that her ‘surprise’ might just result in a heart attack. He thought he was alone still, or at least that was as much as Dae had told her. That had to be fixed.

“It’s a delicate topic now that you put it in that way” he says, taking his finger to his mouth and deleting the slight anger off of his face. It was replaced by curiosity and confusion. “I’m not sure if he will take your…surprise so lightly. I meant. For what I know, he carries a delicate personality. How old are you anyway? why your present came so late? ” Kokabiel doesn’t understand too much about mortal relationships. What would Zagam think about this?. “Are you planning in stay at their house? Oh!!…..” He glared at the floor with an apologetic look. “Ups! Don’t answer me any of those. It is not my business! sorry sorry!” and he bowed fast to say sorry.

“Do you want me to take you to the apartment? “ and he pointed at the baby. Cold is not good for the eggs.

Well, she physically couldn’t answer his questions when he was shooting them one after the other… ! She reached out to Kokabiel while his head was still low, ruffling his bright hair.

“Could you just bring Reese?” she wondered. He wasn’t all that wrong - her showing up might be too much of a shock for Bruce. When he’d met just one of the others yet … but it didn’t seem like it. “I’d like to take another look around” she explained. Maybe she could fly then, even. This dimension seemed to be different from the ones she knew. More aliens. More portals.

He blinked a couple of times, leaning back in reaction and lowering his gaze to focus in the small bulb she was hiding. With a finger he pointed at the sleepy baby and gazed back to her. “You mean him? You want me to take him first tot he apartment?” It was an odd request.

He likes kids. He doesnt like hear them cry. He likes to feed them and play but if they scream he will hide under a bed or a couch… Also, little kids can see far from what a adult eye can see. Their connection with the spiritual world is stronger. The innocence and pure mind.. They see the real demons escence.

But in instinct he straightened his hand to reach him, waiting for her to give him to him. “It would be nice if you let me take him to them. I’m kokabiel. And I will be your extra hand today.”

And he sounded like someone that could be trusted. It made Belle smile and unfasten the clasp that held the bag in place. Tugging on it, she used the ends to cover Reese, the baby mumbling, still unhappy.

“Just give him to Bruce. He’ll know what to do” she promised. She was feeling weird right now with her heart beating changing, but she had to adjust hers to Kokabiel’s, or Reese would act up when he was handed over. “And when not - Keep him warm, stay calm, feed him blood or mashed fruit when he’s hungry.” No rocket science, really.

With that, she moved him over. Since Kokabiel reached for him, so she placed he bundle in his arms. Reese was just grasping the baby slong and curled up - no perfect defense mechanism. It made Belle smile even more. She loved her baby.

Kokabiel knows that he should be at Eros’ house by now and that he really doesnt have permission to step into Zagam’s house, but how he could tell her that after she expressed the trust on him. She even smiled! It was unusual see others smile in his presence.

“I will.” replies the spider, excited to have a mission. “Bruce, warm, blood, fruits! Got it. I’m accustomed to feed my babies too so Im sure it’s nothing new. Trust me. I will delivery him fast like a Mungloth! (fast monster of hell) ….”

The spider boy wrapped his arms immediatly around Reese’s small shape, pressing him against his chest, having to lean down for her to be more easy. Bruce’s species were so small. He glared down at him and makes shure in cover his little face from the cold too.

“I’m ready to leave. Hope you have a good visit in the city. and…..Do you want me to mention your name to him?”

“Bruce?” she guessed. “Of course. Belle. Belle… ” Her smile crumbled a bit, overshadowed by insecurity. “ … Kent. He’s gonna be confused about that. I will explain … later. In two … three … I will be back.” And there she smiled again, this time brighter. She shouldn’t overwhelm Kokabiel will all too much information. He might forget one of the parts that were important for Reese.

“I see you, baby” she said her goodbies to the small bundle, kissing his forehead under the fabric beforepulling it in place. Just a little to make sure he could breathe without trouble. “And I see you … Koabiel” she added, with a strange security. She leaned up to kiss his cheek. He deserved some love for accepting the task. He was a sweetheart, she could tell. “Be safe.”

it was really great that she was gettig this time, and a second babysitter. She forbid Dae strictly to mess with her timeline already, yes, but there was someone else who might not mind all that much. Yet, it would be better to enter their dimension without to carry the babys. She couldn’t know for sure if it was real safe.

Another thing to add to his list. Her name. But…Who was Kent? He didn’t asks her. maybe it was her surname. Kokabiel, smiling , gave her time to give to her son the kisses of see ya later but he didn’t expected a kiss too. It was a strange action for him. unknow. He will have to ask Eros about the meaning of it later. By now, He will take it as a signal of trust. “Thanks! “ and he stepped back and half turned to take the direction it leads him to the apartment. “I will see you then in one, two or three” Time? He knows nothing about time neither, or the difference between years or days or months. They are timeless creatures. It was the same a second and a century.

With all said Kokabiel started his way, giving a last wave of his hand to Belle. Holding the baby carefully and picking the principal street, accelerating each second it passed.

Belle kept standing where she was, waving back at her new friend and smiling. That went well. Good to know her brother has such trustworthy friends. Her eyes windened as the sound of the two grew more distant in a faster manner than expected. Did he have super speed? And didn’t he say that he had children, too … It made her smile. She definitely looked forward to meeting him again. Now though … work was calling. For as long as she could. She checked her wrist - beneath the coat sleeve hidden, was a metal bracelet. The date of the other dimensions was still saved there. Should she just risk to make a jump from right here?

Reese didn’t mind the faster getting pace. He opened his eyes a little, not yet deep asleep again after he was handed over. Something with the sound had changed, so he had to check if all was alright. His face was covered though - he couldn’t see. He guessed he was still in his cave, hidden from the outside world. He liked that, but he didn’t want to scare his mom. “Brrrb” he purred, letting her know he was still near.

Now back to the fight against the weather, he left Belle get comfortable under him. Her strong perfume of floral and sweets soon reached to his nose, having her hair so close to his face. “Are you ok?” he asked while his arms held her under him and his wings again managed to put them in straight line.. The first thing he noticed of course was that Bruce was not front them but he heard him and also his heartbeating…He glared up….“Bruce!” he called. and.. he knew that THIS is gonna be more complicated that he thought..

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