#because um There Is So Much To Unpack Here I Don't Know Where To Start

[pablitogavii]

Hey! Can u do one where the reader ask Gavi to move out with her, after months of dating? She asks him on his birthday and he just feel the happiest man alive:)

Our new home

"Congratulations tío!" Pedri came with Ansu, Balde and Ferran to your new apartment you've just moved into. They all brought some home gifts since it was a cultural thing in Spain.

"Gracias, hermanos! Amor! Boys are here!" Pablo said and you came from the kitchen still surrounded by boxes to unpack to happy to see them all there.

"Hey guys" you hugged them all thanking them for the gifts before asking if anybody wanted something to drink.

"We don't want to stay long..we know you guys must be busy" Balde said and all the boys were smirking for some reason which you could barely understand but chose to ignore.

"You have to have at least something, please?" you said and they agreed sitting down with Pablo while you brought some cold lemonade.

"Gracias, amor" Pablo said kissing your hand when you placed it on his shoulder before pulling you to sit on his lap since not all chairs arrived yet.

"Are you guys excited to finally live together?" Ansu asked

"I mean we already lived together at his parent's house but now we have some privacy you know?" you smile and Pablo nodded his head playing with the edge of your shirt. He didn't tell you, but he was so horny for the past week and couldn't wait to be alone with you finally.

"Yeah, and Pablo couldn't stop talking about living with his girl for weeks since we came back from tour" Pedri said making Pablo shut him up while you giggled.

After a few minutes of chatting, boys were ready to leave hugging you once more and wishing you both luck in your new home.

"Make sure to enjoy your privacy tío" Pedri smirked at Pablo who nodded his head walking them out before re-joining you back in the kitchen. His hands snaked around your waist from behind and you smiled.

"Um..amor?" you ask while separating the dishes into the drawers

"Mhm?" Pablo said resting his head on your shoulder and taking a sharp intake of your sweet smell. He was really trying to be helpful but you in an apron certainly didn't help his urges!

"What did they mean by being busy??" you asked knowing that they weren't talking about unpacking boxes but playing innocent with Pablo.

"Mm bueno..let me show you princesa" he smirked pulling your hips back against himself so that you could feel his hard bulge which made a shiver move down your spine in anticipation.

"Mm but cariño..we have so much things to unpack still?" you said moaning a little when he started leaving wet open mouth kisses on your neck that left you breathless.

"And we have the whole weekend to do it princesa..come on! I have been desperate for you for days now.." he spoke lowly into your neck and you felt your panties being ruined from the way he was making you feel.

"Even when you cuddled me sleep?" you ask now teasing him a little and he smirked remembering how hard it was not to slip your pajamas off in the middle of the night and just take you right then and there.

"It was torture mi amor..knowing I couldn't because they were home..but now we are all alone..in our home...and I want you badly!" he said turning you around and raising you to sit on the kitchen counter before getting in between your legs.

"How badly Pablito?" you smirked snaking your legs around his waist and he smirked seeing that you were just as needy as him in this moment. You already forgot all about the unpacked boxes!

"Hmm don't tease me princesa..you're playing with fire!" he said pulling you closer and you smiled kissing his lips as he deepened the kiss pulling you off the kitchen counter and to your shared bedroom.

It was filled with unpacked stuff as well but luckily the bed arrived and that's all you both needed right now. He tossed you on it hovering above you eagerly while you giggled.

"You ready to claim this place as officially ours, princesa??" Pablo smirked down at you and your cheeks were a blushing mess but this was all you wanted right now.

"Mhm..our new home" you said as Pablo leaned down and captured your lips lovingly.

"Our new home, princesa." he whispered into your neck before starting to kiss it removing both your clothes and making an even bigger mess inside your shared bedroom but none of you cared one bit ;))

pablogavi

Barcelona, Spain

First morning in a new home with mi amor ❤️ @y.n.bebe

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y.n.bebe: our new home 😳😊

pablogavi: si princesa!

pedri: congrats!

aurorapaezg: preciosos!!

ansufati: best couple!!

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[6rookie-writer0110]

A place we know

Jenna Ortega x Reader (Gender-Neutral)

Summary - it's just fluff.

Jenna is in Romania filming for the show. During her lunch break, she checked her phone and she doesn't have any new texts from you. She sighed, she hesitate to text but didn't do it. Before going to Romania, You and Jenna got into an argument since that day you and Jenna haven't spoken to each other. There were times she wanted to text or call, but she didn't do it. Around people, she pretends to be happy and would think about you.

“Still waiting for a text from Y/n?” Emma asked.

“We haven't talked since that fight we had before I came over here,” Jenna said.

“You two are so stubborn. Just send a text and say hi and maybe Y/n will text back” Emma said.

“I don't know,” Jenna said.

“I think you should just send a text or just call,” Emma said.

Emma and Jenna went back to filming. But Jenna didn't send you the text, she doesn't know what to write. She does miss you a lot and she wonders if you miss her too.

You and Jenna have been dating for almost a year. You do miss her but haven't called or texted, because you are still mad at her. You checked your phone and you don't have texts from Jenna. You stared at your phone then you started to write but changed your mind and deleted the text.

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Jenna has been having a rough time in Romania. She told her parents about it then her mother called you. She told you what has been going on and she knows about the argument. She did give you advice on what to do, and sometimes you don't like to admit that you are stubborn. After the conversation, you went online to buy a plane ticket to Romania. You hope that she will want to see you.

✬ ✯ ✫ ✬

You finally arrived in Romania. Jenna’s mom told you the location where they will film. You are on set and you see Jenna on set. Jenna is in character and she starts to say lines when she turned around and saw you, she smiled. You wave at her and she didn't care that ruined the scene, she is happy to see you. Jenna runs towards you, she jumped on you and you almost fell. But she is holding on to you very tight and you have your arms around her.

“Y/n, you are here,” Jenna said.

“Yeah. The plane ride was very long and exhausting” You said.

“Don’t put me down just yet” Jenna said.

“Um, okay...” You said unsure.

A few seconds later, you do put her down. She can't stop smiling that you are in Romania. You follow Jenna to her trailer and she sits next to you. From the airport, you went straight to see her. You asked how she had been doing, then she opened up about feeling overwhelmed. You put your arm around her and you just listen to her.

“Y/n, I'm sorry for saying those things to you,” Jenna said.

“I’m sorry too. I was so angry and I shouldn't have said those words to you” You said.

“We both said stuff out of anger. I did miss you” Jenna said.

“I missed you too. I didn't text or call, because I thought you didn't want to hear from me” You said.

“Same thing with me. I thought you didn't want to hear from me and I would look at my phone to see if you would text first” Jenna said.

“I don't want to fight anymore. Let's move on from the situation” You said.

“Me too,” Jenna said.

You and Jenna smile then she kissed you on the lips. Jenna had to go film again but you stayed in her trailer to take a nap and eat food.

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Much later, you and Jenna go home. She is showing you the apartment where she is staying. She helped you unpack and she puts your clothes away. You changed clothes then lie on the bed.

“Did my mom call you?” Jenna asked.

“Yes, she did. But she didn't tell me to come to Romania, she just wanted me to talk with you” You said.

Jenna lies next to you on her side, then you lie on your side facing her.

“How long you will stay?” Jenna said.

“A few days,” You said.

“Maybe, you should stay here longer with me,” Jenna said.

“Like live together?” You said.

“Duh,” Jenna said.

“Duh,” You mocked her.

You and Jenna laughed.

“Okay, I will stay here with you,” You said.

Jenna lies on top of you and you wrapped your arms around her.

“I’m going to sleep like this on top of, you,” Jenna said.

“What if I need to get up?” You asked.

“I don't care,” Jenna said.

“Wow, so rude,” You said.

Jenna mocked you then she stares into your eyes. You and Jenna don't say anything, but she leans in and she starts to kiss you. Later, you and Jenna tried to cook dinner together. Then she starts to talk about her experience filming and learning how to play the cello and learning fencing. Then she asked you how you had been doing and you opened up, about what is going on in your life since she went away.

After dinner, you and Jenna cuddle in bed. But the conversation didn't go on for long, you and Jenna started to make out for a while. Then you watched tv for a bit with Jenna but you fell asleep.

#jenna ortega imagine #gender neutral reader #gender neutral fanfic #gender neutral insert #x male reader #male!reader #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x reader

[w2soneshots]

Hate -W2S

Words: 0.7k+

Warnings: angst with happy ending, break up, mention of drug use, social media hate.

In which you and Harry go through a break up.

sidemenupdates

Liked by y/nfanpage21 and 7,674 others

sidemenupdates: y/n seen today for the first time since her and Harrys breakup!

-comments-

y/nfanpage21: She's so pretty🤍

user98025639: I hope they get back together :(

ihatey/n: I'm so glad they broke up Harry deserved so much better than her

user46807521: I hate her

Since me and Harry broke up a few weeks ago I’ve been receiving an obnoxious amount of hate. I would usually just ignore it, but while trying to recover from a difficult break up (especially since we were together for three years) It has started to get to me. I got a call from Talia who I've kept in good contact with. "hey babe, how are you?" She asked once I accepted the call. "Im alright." I said. "are you free today?" She asked. "Um- ye?" I replied. "Im coming over I’ll be there in 20." She said and before I could say anything she ended the call.

I quickly tidied up my apartment, threw on a sweat set and brushed my hair into a ponytail. Talia arrived outside my apartment just under 20 minutes later along with a bag of groceries. She immediately brought me into a hug then went over to my kitchen and started unpacking the food. "You didn't have to do all this T." I said. "Are you kidding, I’m your best friend. You did the same for me when me and Simon were on a break." she said and continued to fill up the fridge. I smiled "well, thank you." She smiled back at me and said "right, let's go." My brows furrowed "what, go where?" I asked. "Shopping."

We spent the rest of the day buying new clothes and we also had some lunch. I thanked Talia profusely for taking my mind off of everything and cheering me up, but she joked saying "I just needed an excuse to by some more clothes and Simon is really boring to shop with." which made me laugh. She dropped me off outside my apartment and I made my way through the building while carrying multiple bags of clothes and new makeup.

Once I put everything away I made myself some dinner with the food that Talia brought me. After eating I sat watching Friends when I got a phone call from Freezy. "Hello?" I said through the phone. "y/n, listen we've tried everything but he's in a really bad place. I- I think he's been using again." I sighed "I'll be over in 10." I said. "See you then."

Just like I said I was at their apartment in just over 10 minutes. The door was unlocked so I opened it to see Cal (Freezy) sat on the sofa "thanks for coming, I know he's not really your responsibility anymore." he said. "I still care for him though Cal." I said and he nodded. I made my way towards his room soon after. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

He lay on the bed asleep in a pair of sidemen joggers and hoodie. "Harry?" I whispered and placed my hand on his shoulder, rubbing it lightly. He stirred slightly and mumbled "fuck off Cal." I sighed "Haz, It's me y/n." He immediately lifted his head to look at me. He didn't waste a second by pushing himself off the bed and pulling me into a tight hug. I could hear him sobbing slightly and my heart sank "shh, Im here, shh." I whispered rocking us back and forth lightly. "Im so sorry." he whispered into my neck. I just gave him a squeeze and then he pulled away. "I want to give it another go, I'll make time for you, I- I promise." he said. Me and Harry broke up because I felt like we weren't spending enough time together, were both very busy but I felt like he wasn't really trying anymore.

I nodded silently. "I realised the past couple of days how much I need you and all the things you do for me, I just- I- I understand if you don't want that but-" I cut him off by pulling him into a kiss. "I wouldn't want anything more." I said smiling.

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[d1xonss]

Desert Rose

Chapter 7 ~ Overthinking

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 1

✧ Word Count : 3.9k

In this chapter ~ Once the tension had died down, everyone full and content in the large space, Jenner leads the group to where they would be staying for the night. They were given the luxury of showers, beds, anything and everything the man had to offer for the time being. But Daryl seemed to fall into a bit of an awkward situation in the process. One that Rose seemed to find amusing.

After we all finished eating, scraping every crumb off of our plates and others drinking far too much, Jenner began to lead us down to where we would be staying. The hallways we walked through almost felt like a fever dream, the egg white colored walls and flickering fluorescent lights were starting to make my head spin as I felt like I had been here before. I knew I never had, but something about the look of it was making me grow uneasy.

"Most of the facility is powered down including housing so you'll have to make do here. The couches are comfortable, but there are cots in storage if you'd like. There's a rec room down the hall that you kids might like, just don't plug in the video games, okay? Oh, and if you shower, go easy on the hot water." Jenner explained and listed before turning back to us with a nod, leaving us alone once more so we could get comfortable.

"Hot water?" Glenn asks excitedly.

"That's what the man said." T-Dog confirmed with a smile.

Upon hearing that luxury, everyone seemed to slit off and spread out into different directions to find a room suitable enough to stay in. I found myself venturing further down the hall until I hit the very last room on the left, opening the door with a loud squeak as I peeked my head inside.

Everything was clean and white as I flipped on the light, seeing a few cots already laid out along with a couch tucked in the corner along with another door to which I only assumed was the bathroom. I set my stuff down on one of the counters, but didn't fully unpack because I wanted to be cautious and stay on alert. Even though this place seemed safe, who knows what could happen? And even if it was safe for now, we couldn't stay here forever hiding away like this, pretending what was happening outside wasn't real.

I opened up my bag and dug around through the many things stacked up in there to try and find some clean clothes to sleep in, when I suddenly heard a few quiet knocks on the door behind me. My head turned back just in time to see Daryl standing there awkwardly as he slowly entered the space with his things, leaving me waiting patiently for him to say something.

"Hey uh..." he started before clearing his throat uncomfortably, scratching an itch on the back of his reddened neck, "There ain't any rooms left and um...I sure as hell don't want to stay with Shane, so...do ya mind if we...share a room?"

With the way he asked, it seemed like the most uncomfortable question in the world for him to voice out loud, but I also nearly laughed at the sight. Another rare sight of him being nervous about something like this was more than amusing, though I flashed him a reassuring smile as I nodded.

"Yeah, sure. I mean you offered to let me sleep in your tent last night, so...really, I would just be an asshole if I said no." I joked.

The man then smiled his first real smile at me, though it was small, it was there as he ducked his head again, "Yeah, I guess yer right... thanks."

I nodded in return before turning back to finally find some clothes, moving things around messily in my backpack. From just behind me I could hear him moving around and shuffling his feet, placing his things and weapons down on the floor with a thud before flopping himself down on the couch with an exhausted huff.

"Is it okay if I take a shower first?" I asked as I turned around to face him again, to which he simply nodded.

Walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind me, I gasped a bit quietly to myself as my feet hit the cold tile floor below me. That, and also this bathroom was massive. I took my time scanning the place before setting my clothes off to the side on the counter, stripping myself of my old ones. My eyes glanced over towards the mirror to my right to see my reflection briefly, before averting my gaze away just as quickly as before with a breath.

Just in that split second, was more than enough to know that I looked like shit, part of me not wanting to dwell on it too much because I never liked looking at myself in the mirror anyways my whole life. Now even more so as I just barely could see my slightly beaten up face that was still healing from the blows Ed threw at me. Cuts and bruising marking my flesh. My hair was also a knotted mess while there were prominent tired circles under my eyes that were hard just too dark to ignore. It was safe to say I desperately needed this shower.

I then moved towards the large shower and leaned in through the glass door to turn on the water, running my hand underneath to check how warm it was before slowly stepping inside. To say the fresh water felt amazing would be an absolute understatement. The steam rose above me towards the ceiling as the hot water reddened my light skin. I really took advantage of all the shampoo and conditioner lined out in front of me because my hair felt disgusting and dirty, and not to mention a tangled mess. It felt amazing being able to run my fingers through it again, not even remembering the last time I was able to do that without them getting stuck a million times. Managing curly hair in the apocalypse was something I didn't wish upon anyone else. I then scrubbed all of the dirt and blood off of my entire body with a washcloth and some lavender scented soap, ravishing in the smell before rinsing all the bubbles off.

As much as I wanted to stay there forever, stay warm and clean under the shower head, I wanted Daryl to have some hot water too so I eventually managed to pull myself out. I quickly dried myself off with a white fluffy towel and put on underwear, some shorts, and a long sleeve shirt, before using the towel to ring out my hair one last time as it seemed to be dripping all over the floor. After brushing through it as best as I could, gathering my dirty clothes to put back with my stuff, I opened the door again to the room which sent the steam I created flying out of the smaller space. My eyes glanced around for a moment enough to see that Daryl wasn't in the room anymore, but I just shrugged and got my things situated before finding myself trailing out to the hallway to check out the rec room that Jenner had briefly mentioned.

When I walked into the giant lounge room, I saw immediately that the kids were already in there playing a board game on the table as they looked up to greet me, Carl asking excitedly if I could play a round with them. I couldn't bring myself to say no. How could I when they looked at me with a sparkle in their eyes, just wanting one more player as the rest of the adults were off doing their own thing. Sitting myself across from them, I ended up playing three different rounds of Clue to which Sophia was the most victorious. I didn't know how she did it, but she managed to crack the case every damn time.

Eventually though Carol trailed back into the room, ushering the kids as it was getting late and time for them to both start getting ready for bed. I smiled at the two of them as they told me goodnight, following the woman back out the door and towards their rooms for the night before another intense round could begin.

After they left, I found myself standing back up to walk around and explore the rest of the room that was filled with tons of bookshelves to go through. My eyes caught a particularly bigger one in the back lining up against the wall that instantly drew me in as I began to pick through them, glancing at each of the titles. I liked to think I wasn't really much of a reader, but things can get really boring after a while with not much to keep yourself occupied, so I thought I would take a peek and see which ones looked worth reading to me.

But after a just few minutes of having my back facing the entrance, the hairs on the back of my neck began to stand up as I felt a pair of eyes watching me. The feeling caused me to stop my movements for a moment, before slowly continuing as I paid it no mind, wanting to just get a handful of books before turning in myself for the night. I knew that the person was still there, lingering ever so slightly, but I didn't do anything or make an effort to turn and face them, simply because I wanted to see how long they would wait. How long they were willing to stay in place.

A few moments passed just like that before I heard their footsteps entering the room very quietly, however I could still hear them quite well no matter how silent they tried to be. I honestly couldn't tell if they were trying to sneak up on me or not, but they were doing a very terrible job if they were.

Though after having my fun, I finally turned around when I felt them inch closer, surprising myself when I saw Daryl who now stood frozen in shock, just merely a few feet away from me.

"Well, hey stranger." I said with a small smile as I started to flip through one of the hard cover books I held in my hands.

He seemed to relax a little bit upon hearing my voice and chuckled a little to himself, "Ya got good ears. I was wonderin how long it would take ya to notice I was here."

"Oh, I knew the whole time." I said casually, not taking my eyes off the pages.

Without even having to look up, I could sense that what I said shocked him because all he managed to say was, "Huh?"

A small laugh passed through my lips as I glanced up at him through my lashes, "You're not the only one who's got some pretty good instincts. I knew you were there the whole time." I shrugged.

He stood there silently for a few moments as if trying to figure out what to say next, growing uneasy at the fact that he had just been caught. "Well, um... I guess that's a good skill ta have when there are walkers watchin ya every five minutes."

"Yeah...or people." I smirked.

Now he was really embarrassed and it took everything in me not to laugh to myself at his starstruck expression. The apples of his cheeks and the tips of his ears turned a deep shade of red and he could no longer seem to make eye contact with me. He again settled with staring at the floor.

He coughed once to clear his throat before gesturing behind him with his thumb, "Right well um... m' gonna take a shower." he said before quickly leaving the room before I even had the chance to say anything else.

Once he left, this time I did find myself laughing to myself at what just happened. I had no idea why he was watching me or why he grew so nervous at just a five second conversation, but I wasn't planning to read too much into it. I was just happy I was slowly breaking him out of his shell, and I guess I was slowly breaking out of mine. Maybe it was a good thing for the both of us.

After a few minutes had passed, I took the books that seemed to be the most intriguing and headed back to our room, staying as quiet as I could in case anyone nearby was sleeping. Pushing the door open with my back, I moved through the dim room and sat myself down on the couch for a few minutes as I opened up one of the books in my hands to read through the first few chapters. The calming sound of the shower running in the background was nice to fill the silence, coming out more quiet and soothing behind the closed door.

Eventually the words on the pages weren't making much sense and I could feel my eyelids start to grow heavier with each passing second. With that, I closed the book and placed it beside me before turning over to try and finally get some sleep for the night.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~* THIRD PERSON POV ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

So much had just happened in the last few days and Daryl did not know how to process it. It was bad enough after everything that happened to his brother in Atlanta, but throwing a new and charming woman into the group, that alone was enough to make his head spin.

Ever since he saw Rose for the first time, he was immediately intrigued by her. Drawn towards her in a way he couldn't understand. He couldn't deny, she was very beautiful, but that wasn't the thing that seemed to pique his interest initially. It was the way she handled herself, the fact that she was skilled enough to know what to do in this new world, that's what instantly grabbed Daryl's attention. He then, and only then, slowly started to notice her beautiful features, and don't even get him started on when he heard her laugh for the first time.

However, soon after he saw her, he tried to ignore whatever feeling that was bubbling in the pit of his stomach whenever she was around and tried to move on. He told himself that it was stupid to have some feelings for this girl he barely even knows, but there was just something about her that made him more interested. He kept his distance at first because the last thing he needed was someone else to look out for, hell, he couldn't even look out for his own brother. But after seeing her almost get bit by a walker when the camp got attacked, that made something change inside him.

He wanted to protect her. He needed to protect her. Now, he knew that she could take care of herself. Clearly, because she took him down with ease the first time they met. But when she needed help, he wanted to have her back. When she needed someone to talk to, he wanted to be the one to listen. He also couldn't describe the sudden anger he felt when he saw what Ed did to her face. He was lucky that bastard died that night because if Daryl saw him the next day, he would've wished he was dead.

Though slowly but surely Daryl started to talk to her more to say, in his own way, that he would be there for her. He just hoped she knew that.

However, all he could feel right now was utter embarrassment. He didn't realize she was aware of his presence the whole time he was watching her, and now that she knew, she was probably creeped out. Hell, she had every right to be.

He was just walking past the rec room when he saw her standing there glancing at the plethora of books. Her damp curly hair hanging just behind her shoulders, the black long sleeve shirt that hugged her curves in all the right ways. He was just so fascinated by her that he physically couldn't pull his eyes away. He told himself that he should just stop being a wimp, and just go over to start a conversation.

But when he did finally get the courage to step in the room and talk to her, she turned around and looked him dead in the eye. Safe to say he lost all of his confidence right then and there. And the rest of the conversation obviously didn't really go as he planned.

So now there he stood in the shower, overthinking every step and breath he took around her. A million questions were swirling through his head. But the big question was, was she feeling the same way?

Little did he know,

She was.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ROSE POV *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

My eyes slowly opened the next morning with my head still slightly hurting, but I slowly pushed through it with a quiet sigh as I got up sleepily to head into the bathroom. The bright light made my eyes sting and my head pound, I almost wished I had sunglasses to wear as if somehow I was hungover. In hindsight, Jenner's warnings about drinking with a head injury were probably not to be taken lightly, clearly I could see that now.

Pushing my eyes to stay open, I brushed my teeth with a clean toothbrush I had found in one of the many drawers lined up in front of me, and changed my clothes into some black jeans and a green long sleeve. Wetting down my frizzy hair, I finally emerged again from the bathroom to see Daryl was still passed out cold on one of the cots a few feet away from me. My head tilted to the side in amusement at he snored softly, his mouth falling open the smallest bit as he dreamed. But then I quickly snapped out of it once I realized how creepy this seemed, leaving the room with hurried steps to see who else was up.

Hearing the somewhat loud chatter echoing down the hall, I followed it all the way until I hit the cafeteria we had eaten in just last night, seeing everyone sitting around the large table again having breakfast. I picked up a plate that was stacked up with the others and moved over towards T-Dog who was cooking some scrambled eggs, greeting him with a smile as he put some on my plate. I then moved over and found a space next to Glenn who had his head down on the table, moving the chair out quietly to sit next to him. Though he shushed harshly me with a raised hand the moment I placed myself next to him, shaking his head a little side to side.

My eyes narrowed at him before glancing up at everyone else in confusion, Lori catching my eye and laughing, "He's a little hungover." she said quietly.

"Huh." I nodded in understanding, glancing back at the man as his head raised up again to look at me, his eyes reddened to no return.

"Don't ever, ever, ever, let me drink again." he pleaded groggily with his hand on top of mine.

I nodded with raised brows as he stared at me expectantly, "Okay, okay, I won't." I promised with a small laugh.

Quiet conversations from the others continued to fill the room as everyone drank their coffee and tried to wake. For some reason being here made us all exhausted even though it was later in the morning, but I guess part of it was because of the amount of alcohol consumed last night.

I quickly managed to finish half my eggs before standing from my seat to get behind Glenn's chair and rub his shoulders to try and help soothe the pain in his head. He raised his head once more to look at me and smiled gratefully before putting it back down on the cool table with a groan.

My mind then only seemed to wander back to last night as I spaced out sleepily, remembering back to the moment where I made Daryl very embarrassed. We hadn't really seen each other since it happened because of how fast I fell asleep last night, but I knew he was surely over it by now considering it wasn't that big of a deal. Though I wondered what was going through his mind as he stood there looking at me for so long. But I caught myself before I let my mind run deeper than I would've liked.

I was pulled from my wandering thoughts when I saw the man himself walk in right on cue as if he could read my mind. He still looked pretty tired, dark circles still under his eyes as he grabbed some coffee from T-Dog before taking a seat slowly right across from Glenn. His eyes met mine almost immediately as he played with the cup of coffee in his hands, watching as I sent him a small smile in a silent greeting. A look of random relief passed through his eyes before he smiled back at me.

Rick then made himself known only seconds behind as he walked in the room groggily, muttering some type of greeting to us as he could barely keep his eyes open. His hands raised to run across head as he plopped down in a seat next to Lori with a deep sigh.

"Are you hungover?" Carl asked, "Mom said you would be." he pointed out without missing a beat.

"Well, mom is right." Rick responded.

Lori only shrugged, "Mom has that annoying habit." she chimed as she offered him a bottle of aspirin.

The group chuckled in amusement at her small comment, but I couldn't help but feel like the whole atmosphere of the room suddenly changed the moment someone else made their presence known. Shane walking in only seemed to put a damper on the mood as everyone coincidentally quieted down at the same time, seeing his hungover state. But to me he also seemed angry, noticing out of the corner of my eye, Lori shift uncomfortably in her seat the second he stepped foot in here. I found myself stopping in my movements the moment I caught sight of the side of his neck. Three giant scratches were prominent on the left side, still red and irritated.

"Why'd you stop?" Glenn suddenly asked in a quiet yet whiney voice.

I looked down and muttered, "Sorry." before continuing to rub his shoulders, trying to ignore whatever feeling was in the air now.

"Hey, what happened to your neck?" Rick asked, catching it just as quick as I did.

Shane looked up from the table and brushed it off with a scoff, "I don't know...must've done it in my sleep."

"That's weird, I've never seen you do that before." Rick replied with a furrowed brow.

"Yeah...it's not like me at all..." Shane said as he made dead eye contact with Lori from across the space.

I watched the whole interaction go down with semi wide eyes and was shocked to see that no one else really picked up on what was happening. Until I looked back over and made eye contact with Daryl, his face growing serious. He shook his head at me, assuring me he saw everything that I did.

But before anyone could comment on the subject, Jenner's voice greeted us next as he made his way into the cafeteria minutes later, grabbing a fresh cup of coffee, not even giving me a chance to process the tension I just witnessed.

Dale then hummed the moment he saw the man, swallowing his food quickly as he opened his mouth to speak, "Doc, I don't mean to question you so early in the morning but-"

"But you will anyway." Jenner finished, raising his eyebrow over his coffee mug.

"We didn't come here for the eggs." Andrea said.

The man paused, but nodded in understanding as he told all of us to follow him. And soon enough we were all getting out of our seats and making our way down to another room to hopefully have all of our questions answered.

~ Thanks for reading!

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[twogyuu]

Can I pretty please get a 14 for 2 minus 1 for the fanfic asks💝

14. Share a headcanon about one of your fics (optional: a specific fic).

Headcanon for Two Minus One!? Aghhhh hahahah - it's been so long! Who would've thunk I subconsciously manifested Vernon becoming my bias with this one-

pairing: two minus one!vernon x fem!reader

genre: fluff, crack

warnings: shrek spoilers?

wc: ~1k (im so so so incredibly sorry, i got carried away 💀)

Ask a question about my work here >> Fanfic writer asks!

. . . .

I think I ended this fic with them getting engaged LOL

It's Friday night! Woohoo!!!!

But it's also been an incredibly long week for you and you hardly seen Vernon, your now fiancé.

Rather than going out like you both originally planned, you forego your dinner reservations and meeting up with your friends (Woozi included **sobs**) later that evening, and opt to stay in instead.

While you take a warm shower and bundle up in your softest pajamas, Vernon's tasked with ordering takeout (and therefore, picking up - he isn't paying delivery! In this economy?) and choosing a movie.

He's not back yet, so you wait around a bit and scroll on your phone.

When he does come back, he opens the door and stands there like 🧍🏻‍♂️ for a moment, just staring at you with food in his arms and vice versa.

"You haven't loaded the movie?" he asks.

"You didn't tell me what movie," you reply.

"Didn't I text you?" he asks as he sets down the food, reaching for his phone in his back pocket. "I even sent you a selfie- oh."

And you're all like 🤔🤨

And he's like 😗🙂😅

"I . . . um, sent it to Seungkwan," he confesses, pressing his lips into a thin, sheepish smile.

You scoff, too hungry to care further. You walk towards him and start reaching past him for the brown paper bag.

BUT LOL HE THINKS YOU'RE GOING IN FOR A HUG 😂🤣

So he opens his arms, fully thinking you're gonna wrap your arms around his core and snuggle in, but you pay him no mind completely, ravenously opening the brown paper bag instead.

And he goes, "Oh," arms flopping by his sides.

You look up, wonton already pushed between your lips, silently asking him 'what?'

"I just . . . thought you'd, like, y'know," waves his arms as if that would tell you that he thought you want a hug.

Usually, he has no problem telling/asking people things straight up, but for some reason, with you, his words, always get stuck in his throat.

You offer him a wonton, pushing it close it to his lips, which interrupts his musing and he just let's out a quiet sigh and laughs gently.

He snakes his arm around your waist anyways, pulling you close. It's so natural at this point, you don't think twice about it, just proceeding to unpack your meal.

"I wanna watch Shrek," Vernon announces after a moment.

"Again?!" you exclaim.

"It's wholesome," he protests, "Easy-going for a night like this."

"We could watch Can't Buy Me Love," you offer instead.

Vernon rolls his eyes because HE KNOWS you have some weird (but kinda adorable) obsession with 80s teen romcoms.

You've watched it so much by this point, he knows Cindy's poem by heart - and to be fair, in his professional opinion, it's not even that good.

"So angsty?" he teases, poking your side.

"Like Shrek isn't?"

"We should flip a coin," Vernon suggests.

"Or let's just ask Seungkwan."

. . .

The unfortunate thing is that even though Seungkwan was your bestie first he will always side with Vernon.

So . . . y'all end up watching Shrek.

You're all pressed up against Vernon's side, arms wrapped around him, under a blanket 🙃🤡

And you get to that scene where Shrek and Donkey are stargazing, and Shrek gets all worked up about the way creatures judge him . . .

NGL, Vernon loves this movie, but he's also kind of tired (Woozi WORKED him this week), so he's starting to doze off.

But then, he hears sniffling.

At first, he just thought it was Donkey in the movie, but wait - Donkey's yelling at Shrek. Ain't nobody crying!

He looks over and your wiping your eyes with the back of your hand.

"A-are you . . . crying?" he asks, trying not to laugh.

"No!" you protest, shoving him away.

"You are!"

"Am not!"

He throws a cushion at you and you whine in annoyance more than anything.

"You suck," you get up, trying to leave.

Vernon catches your wrist, still laughing, nearly, toppling over, bc y'all know how he laughs with his entire being.

"No, no - come back! It's not done," he protests in between snorts. "We promised we'd finish all the movies we watch together."

So after some push-and-pull, you reluctantly (not really LMAO), sit with him again, though with your arms crossed, pretending to be mad at him.

This time around, he rests his head on your shoulder.

You watch the film up to when Shrek comes to interrupt Fiona's wedding with Lord Farquad.

"You okay?" Vernon asks randomly, but softly. The tears from earlier still puzzled him. You've watched Shrek multiple times and this is the first time you cried.

"I'm fine," you reply, but you don't look at him.

You have a tendency to hold it all in - part of it being, you're not quite sure how you're feeling, the other part being, you've just learned to cope with being numb.

He pokes your cheek to get your attention anyways.

Raising his brows, he asks again, "Really?"

And it makes you melt. Because he just looks at you with wide eyes and soft, but also oh so serious bc he just cares so much. If you say you're fine, he really wants you to be fine. If you're sad, he wants to give you the space to be sad.

But for that very reason, all the bad things about the week seem to fizzle away in this moment and you give in.

Your walls crumble, your guard fades, and you let him in.

You lean down and give him a small peck, taking him by surprise.

Vernon sits up and you flop into his lap.

"This week's done, you're here, we're watching Shrek - what more could I ask for?" you ask quietly.

He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and deadpans, "Patrick Dempsey."

You turn around and throw him a dirty look, but he's only grinning at you, lips stretched from ear to ear.

"Living the dream," you say sarcastically.

(but you really mean it actually).

#vernon x reader #vernon headcanon #vernon fluff #vernon scenarios #vernon crack #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen scenarios #twogyuu:ask games #im not normal for him fyi T^T

[theomnicode]

Hi! Your works and meta blows me away everytime, i'll always read, you're amazing✨

And I've been wanting to ask, what are your thoughts on Saitama literally being a romantic? (I read this one on Power4Impact's blog, very awesome lol)

Also, I feel like both of them, Genos and Saitama, have the need of touch? Touch-starved would be the word. I'll be so happy the day they finally get to have so lovely contact with another person, without this being harmful, just pure love. Even better if is between them <3

Thank you for the kind words, I try my best to make my meta thoughts compelling to read. :D

About Saitama being a romantic...there's a fair bit of references to this, one of them being found in the audiobooks where he ponders about his relationships with people being broken and he seems jealous even about other people having having happy things like romances and social interactions in their daily lives and when he became a hero, something broke in him. He ponders if he should have this issue more in mind and he sounds so far away when Genos mentions fighting for things that he must protect. Like he has forgotten the very reason why he became a hero.

Such as protecting family, friends and the heroine in the movie they watched.

Saitama: Well... It's a movie. In any case, precisely because he had someone to protect the protagonist didn't give up and tried harder until the end, right? That's where the excitement is after all. Genos: I see... but, if he was in real trouble the enemy could have seen that objecti- Saitama: That's the point of the story! It happens in real life too right?

Genos: I see... I'm writing it down! This means... Sensei had this kind of incident in the past, right? Saitama: Eh? Genos: Fighting for something that you must protect. Saitama: ahhh.... um. Genos: What is the matter? Saitama: Ah? Ah, nothing. Bells ring nearby Genos: Ah! Sensei! Fukin Supermarket is having a time sale! I'm going to check if they have anything we need, I will be back shortly so please wait here! Saitama: Ah? Ok... Saitama: Now that I think about it... I have the sensation I never had that happening. Could say I never paid it any mind either. It's not like I don't especially like it, not a complex either. However, is it really ok? No... can't be ok. Can't help but think it's something I lost In the daily battles towards becoming a hero. Am I supposed to have this issue more in mind? Come to think of it, I didn't really have time to unpack it... if it was a normal guy then...

Saitama: Ummmm... What is this feeling? Am I envious of that guy for living his youth? Mn nah I don't think that's it but, I don't know. It's just that I have the feeling my relationships with people are broken...”

Saitama: That’s not the point... I have the feeling that things like a heart to heart interaction, sharing an umbrella, warmth, are all things broken away in my life. Other people can have things like big events and circumstances happening, romances and such bringing happiness in their daily lives. I have the feeling something broke and that sweet-like fluffy, nice stuff just fell right off from me. That's what I meant.

Saitama: Genos, look, have you ever seen a hero anime without a love interest in it? Genos: I don't remember watching a lot of anime in the past.. Why do you ask? Saitama: Well, we're heroes, right? We're working and living as such. And yet, why are we indifferent towards things like love interests or girlfriends? In some way it seems obvious and logical, but is it really ok? Are you ok with reality being so much harder than fiction?

Saitama is absolutely a hopeless romantic at heart, but when he trained to become a hero, he became apathetic and started to lose his humanity. It is something he still desires though.

But as Genos surmises, such actions can be used by the enemy when they see this is the objective of the protagonist.

Weakness of the heart because he craves for that social interconnectivity. Something that was already used against Garou.

And every action by Saitama on the moon when he protected Genos' core was witnessed by OPM God.

Don't be surprised if this will be used against Saitama.

Anyways, second instance of Saitama showing interest in romance is his decently sized manga collection.

Saitama has a bunch of manga on his shelf and we cannot obviously decipher what they may contain from the covers alone. I can infer that some covers look kind of pretty though and pastel colours. Girly covers on the right side of the shelf basically, with only seemingly ladies in the spine art. But nothing conclusive really.

Except we know one manga that Genos picks up in OVA 3 season 2 when he has amnesia and then attempts to woo Fubuki.

This is the kind of stuff Saitama reads on his free time and when he's bored lol.

Shoujo romance manga. xd

Also manga about farting too. That- that as well.

I blame King.

(And King possibly offering romantic advice because he has been playing dating sims too much if Saitama was to ever ask...yaah idk about that one)

However...we may run into an issue with Saitama and romance.

The back cover of the manga and the underlying text.

"I forgot the ease that I tried to remember"

And the thought bubble spelling "Adjacent Fear 5".

It may be reference to Marianne Morris art Fear Adjacent.

This abstract landscape was inspired by a trek over the Coaticoke Gorge. 50m above the riverbead, the longest suspension bridge in Canada was a highlight on a trip through Quebec. It was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. 

Not unlike romance in general. It can be both exhilarating and terrifying prospect at the same time.

Another reference is in the manga page itself, Bad boys Saga, can refer to multiple things. Such as the archetype of bad boy.

The stereotypical "bad boy" was described by Kristina Grish in her book Addickted as "the irresistible rogue who has the dizzying ability to drive women wild" with a "laissez-faire attitude about life and love". An article in The Independent compared the term "bad boys" with men who had a particular combination of personality traits, sometimes referred to as a "dark triad" of Machiavellian traits, and reported that a study found that such men were likely to have a greater number of sexual affairs.

It is not the kind of interaction Saitama wants for with romance. Not like Suiryu, being playboy. But it may be a reference to underlying fear about romance in general.

It may also be a reference to Bad boys films from 1983 or the Bad boys franchise.

In an attempt to retaliate on Mick's behalf, Horowitz creates a bomb by planting fertilizer in a radio that he places in Paco and Viking's cell. When the charge explodes prematurely and only injures Viking, Horowitz is condemned to solitary confinement, a fate he fears more than any other.

Phobia from solitary confinement is another type of fear that can go hand in hand with fear of falling in love.

And one last reference, fear of romance in itself. Fear of falling in love.

Philophobia (from Greek "φιλέω-φιλώ" (love) and "φοβία" (phobia)) is the fear of falling in love. Not included in the DSM-5. The risk is usually when a person has confronted any emotional turmoil relating to love but also can be a chronic phobia.[citation needed] This affects the quality of life and pushes a person away from commitment. A negative aspect of this fear of being in love or falling in love is that it keeps a person in solitude. It can also evolve out of religious and cultural beliefs that prohibit love.[citation needed] It represents certain guilt and frustration towards the reaction coming from inside.

DSM-5 is Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition. Just like Fear Adjacent is 5th volume.

A phobia is an anxiety disorder defined by a persistent and excessive fear of an object or situation.[1] Phobias typically result in a rapid onset of fear and are usually present for more than six months.

6 months? What a coincidence. I don't believe in coincidences.

The prophecy that Lady Shibabawa mentioned meant that 6 months from then on, Earth would be in danger. A subconscious fear, like the back cover of the book and something he cannot remember.

A subconscious fear that rose back to the surface when he saw Genos' mutilated form lying on the ground after the fight with Sea King. Because he had started to care about his disciple and seeing him like that had far more effect on Saitama than he even realizes.

That or an onset of said fear that can develop into a phobia. Or that it will.

Also paralleling the passionate soul that Boros seer saw 20 years ago in their crystal ball.

So in terms of romance, Saitama may run into issues, that he fears committing to it because he's possibly had a bad experience in the past with any type of love that he has since forgotten and which may have since become a phobia. Notably about losing said love.

More than likely, he fears the solitude that falling in love may cause him if he ever lost the person he loves, like when Genos died on him. Unhealthily coping by trying to attach himself to the last vestige of Genos and his heart.

He may also fear someone pulling the Bad boy act on him and fear people with these traits. Such a person may have been the cause of this underlying fear or perhaps him acting like a bad boy may have been one of the causes of this phobia.

There may also be underlying guilt and frustration.

Often, people can trace their fear or phobia to traumatic childhood experiences. Philophobia may be a protective response. If you don’t allow yourself to develop loving feelings for someone, you lower your risk of heartache and pain.

It would definitely explain why Saitama seems to be showing no romantic inclination towards someone like Genos, who is not shy about telling Saitama that he's amazing person and holds everything about Saitama in high regard. Despite having an actual desire and want for romance, intimacy and heart to heart feelings.

And not showing any commitment, despite apparently caring for Genos to an unhealthy degree when shit hit the fan and he lost him, to the point that these emotions burst out in uncontrollable rage and bust out a hole in space. Just avoiding the issue altogether.

He has forgotten the ease of romance that he tries to remember.

It has probably only gotten worse when Genos died when Garou ripped his core out and killed him, though he does not consciously remember it. The subconscious however, does. The subconscious remembers all the phobias and fears he may have.

All expressed here in a very neat package.

"Ge-Genos!! You scared the crap out outta me! You're actually alive!!"

(It's absolutely hilarious to me that Saitama's hero suit is conveying his feelings here by shredding his crotch zone, since his hero suit responds to his desires and feelings as Phoenixman mentioned they do for costumers and it's essentially showing his libido and going like "bro stop doing this to yourself, get some help. Allow me to assist you. Just DO IT!" Saitama's hero suit is bff.)

When you think about it, he does have a pretty excessive reaction to seeing the core on his hand, because he would not have any rational reason to think that Genos is anything but limbless torso but still alive and intact otherwise. At least as much as he consciously remembers.

He might've gotten scared a bit and sought for the cause to verify if it's true or not because having Genos core on his hand randomly is just weird, but not a reaction like this. That face reminds me of the time when Saitama got out of bed during Hammerhead saga and he looked excessively scared then too.

Every single time Genos gets brought to the brink, the fear from phobia gets more foothold. And so do the reactions from Saitama grow worse.

ONE is very careful to not allow Saitama to see that Genos can actually take care of himself or allow Saitama to protect Genos in situations where Genos gets grievously demolished. Otherwise his fear for Genos safety would lessen considerably. Instead it is much like he's being conditioned into having significant distress whenever Genos ends up destroyed or worse and that there is no way he can actually protect Genos from harm.

Apparently utter disaster romance is also up ONE's writing alley, if the newest trailer for Mob psycho season 3 is to be believed.

Complete catastrophe is looming, it has been prophesied.

(Though prophesies are also a load of hogwash according to Saitama, so it may be Saitama saying it won't happen because there is always a choice)

Though...Genos did pick up the book, so it is very probable that Genos too, has fear of falling in love. Because he fears losing those connections, so as much as he seems to show that he cares a lot, he does not commit completely and tell anybody and keeps other people at arms lenght. At least he has not, so far.

It will be a happy day indeed when these two can actually get some well deserved hugs. Because both have already made their choices to stick by the other. Though it may be a long while yet.

When they face their fears, that is when the rain stops.

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[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

i think one challenge of teaching reading is that there are some things that are, like, incredibly obvious to natural readers, so incredibly obvious that they don't really bother to articulate them to themselves, that are actually NOT obvious or intuitive like AT ALL to people for whom reading is less natural. i am beginning to hypothesize that one of those things is the following idea, which i found myself stating explicitly to a student tonight and then remembering some work i'd done with another student around this concept:

authors put sentences in a specific order for a reason, and the order that sentences are in tells you something about the intended meaning of those sentences.

which like. again. i think if you're just kind of A Reader without putting too too much effort towards it, maybe you see that and you're like, um, duh? but i am beginning to think it is really not obvious to all readers - including one whose decoding is basically fine (both of the kids i've worked on this with fit into this category). the example that brought it up tonight was a pair of sentences from a practice test used by private schools for admission into 9th-11th grade:

Writing about the decline of the Middle Ages, a prominent historian described a world of sharp contrasts, where health, wealth, and good fortune were enjoyed as much for their rarity as for their advantages. "We, at the present day, can hardly understand the keenness with which a warm coat, a good fire on the hearth, a soft bed . . . were formerly enjoyed."

we must have spent about ten frickin minutes on these sentences, i swear to god. there was a lot of unpacking to be done - defining the word hearth, clarifying that "as much for their rarity as for their advantages" meant that the rarity was prized in addition to the advantages (and not as my student initially read it the other way around), that "advantages" here bears only a distant connection to the word's use in the phrase "take advantage of" and is more or less synonymous in this context with "benefits." (would you have flagged "as much for X as for Y" as a challenging construction? i feel like i should have but i didn't till it was happening.) and it wasn't until we'd unpacked the hell out of these two sentences individually and the kid still had no idea what to do with the question (which was something like "the author suggests we can't understand the keenness of their appreciation because we...") that i realized: oh. i have to explain to him that the second sentence is also talking about the relative rarity of everyday comforts, and drawing an implicit contrast between their rarity then and their relative commonness today, and the reason we know this is because it doesn't make sense for that quote to come after the previous sentence otherwise, because if it's not further expanding on the notion of the rarity, it's just Random Ideas Being Thrown At You. but like, thinking back, the way a lot of my less skilled readers discuss passages sure does sound like the way you would talk about Random Ideas Being Thrown At You, and not, like, a short article made up of coherent paragraphs that is expressing something in particular. so i really am starting to think maybe one of the things they need clarified is that, like, that's not actually what paragraphs are.

two more thoughts:

(1) i feel like by now i must sound like such a shill for big testing, but quite honestly, i thought i'd done a pretty good job of unpacking this passage (which was more than these two paragraphs) with the kid before we dove into the questions, and it was only the nitpickyness of a somewhat challenging multiple choice question that led me to actually like, dig into the real demandingness of the text at a level that actually led us towards (or, like, i hope led us towards) understanding literally what is being said here. like, left to my own devices i don't know for example that i would have realized he'd interpreted the "as much for their X as for their Y" construction in the exact wrong way, or that he was thinking advantage like taking advantage. those both feel to me like pretty profound misunderstandings that were totally glossed over by my attempts to elicit his own summary of the passage and answers to various questions, which is the kind of response students are usually asked to give in classrooms. like... idk. i keep saying things like this but it's crazy to me that it's possible for kids to on a regular basis be interpreting things WILDLY INCORRECTLY or just kind of mentally fuzzing past them, without having this impact their academic performance or present as an issue their teachers feel the need to address. there's gotta be a better way!

(2) i just remembered that the reason i started thinking about this with the other student i'd thought about it with was because she also spoke french from her parents, and i saw a post somewhere on tumblr saying that english usually expands when translated into french because it's much more normal to make sentence to sentence transitions explicit in french, so that adds words, and i was like, Huh. i don't know that i would have landed on this train of thought (which, again, is anecdotal, observational, hypothetical, & based on an extremely small sample size - although after i did some work with that other kid making the connections between sentences explicit to an almost obnoxious degree her reading performance on a variety of passage types improved to a degree that honestly startled me) if i hadn't been made aware of this contrast with another language to draw my attention to something i didn't realize many english language texts requires readers to do. which is insane because it means i've learned about as much about how reading works from random unrelated tumblr posts as i did from my master's degree in special & general education. [scream]

[t0ori]

Vinny Hong x reader part 1

a/n: there is a lot of said word sorry about it um part 2?

I woke up and then started to pick some baggy clothes and did my hair and put on a mascara then went to eat some breakfast.

After I was done with eating then I went back to my room and started packing my things and went to the airport

When I got there, I called my aunt to let her know when I get here so then I don't have to wait for her

Few hour later-----------

When I got there, you saw your aunt so I went to where she was standing.

"Hi" - she said as I walked closer to her.

"Hi"- I said as I put a fake smile on as you continued - "Jay didn't came with you?"- I asked curiously

"No, he has exams coming up, so, he is studying for it, you know you could be like a little bit like him"- she said as you just stood there without saying a word because you didn't wanted to start argue with her as the first time since you came back, then she continued- and also he have a friend here so please don't make me mad until he's going home okay?"- she asked but it was more like an order

" Okay, okay, chill, I'm not planning to argue now anyway, but if you don't mind me asking, why did you guys want me to come back to Korea now? I mean it's been years and you guys said the last time we meet that you never want to see me again, since I look like him and send me there - I said as I looked at her and it was easily to read the look on her face that she thought I would forgive them for what they did and said

"Well you know, as people say and do things that they are not really mean to do and say, but everyone makes mistake right? And we want to fix our relationship with you and make up what happened in the past , since we are a family and family are always forget, love each other and support too."- she said as her face went from the look she gave earlier to a smile face but it was easily to see that it was full of lies as always but I went along with it because I was really tried and really didn't wanted to argue

"Yeah, so that means I can keep my bike and cycling too?"- I asked happily

"Yes of course, but now let's go home everyone is waiting for us"- she said not so happily as I sked more like really mad she said

"Oh okay, then let's go not make them wait so much more"- I said as we walked to the car and put your things inside then went to home

Few minutes time skip---------

When I got to the house she showed which room I'm going to stay. After that I started unpacking my things and went to living room to sayhi to the others then went to back to my room and picked a baggy t-shirt and shorts then went the bathroom and took a shower after I was done with it Iwent to the kitchen eat something

Then went back to my room and tried to sleep, but couldn't so, I went to Jay's room

I knocked on the door and some minutes later Jay opened the door

"What's up?" – he asked

"Nothing, just can't sleep and were wondering if you and your friend want to go biking a little?"- I said making puppy eyes so he wouldn't say no or I thought so

"We aren't in the mood and have to study so no, also mom here so that's why too" – he said as turning his face aside to see if his mother is nearly

"Alright, then I'm not bothering you anymore, bye" – I said as I walked back to my room waited for my aunt and uncle go to work and then went to your bike

"You know if my mom finds out you're out cycling you're going to have listen to her talk again" – Jay says as he walked back to the house

"Huh, where did you come from?" – I asked as looking around to see if there's anyone else out there too

"It's not important" – he said

"Oo, don't tell me, you were out cycling or even better beating up someone?" – I asked as started imaging the last sentience but it seem impossible to do so I gave up

"You're talking nonsense as always" – he says as he rolled his eyes

"Aw come on man, I'm curious" – I said hoping he would change his mind as another guy came too, I guess that's Jay's friend who's staying with us

"Hey Jay, today practice was awesome, some day you have to teach me how to that trick you did, and also why don't you give Shelly a change?" – some guy asked, I couldn't really see his face

"Let's go back inside the house, it's getting late" – Jay said to the other boy

"And for you mom is having now night time at the hospital, so no need to hurry" – Jay said to me

"Huh, since when did a girl live with you?" – the other guy asked Jay as he completely ignored him and just walked inside the house

"Hey man, wait for me" – the other guy said to Jay

As they walked inside the house I started cycling around the town seeing if anyone want to go a race against me

A few circles after I saw a crew something or whatever talking about then looking at me and then shout ifI want to race with a monkey looking assholeI didn't had anything else to do so, I saidyeah

It was easy to be told that they don't play fair games but too bad because I like those too

And after all I was right when I raced against him he tried everyway to make me lose because he made a stupid idea to whoever lose their bike is going to be destroyed

After all I won, but got a lot of bruise but who cares after all I won against that monkey too and it was fantastic what reactions he made

But I told him there is no need to destroy a bike because it's not the bike fault its owner is an idiot

Then quickly went away from there before I would get my ass beaten up and went to a small shop close where I was buy some water and food

After that I went home ate the food I paid for and went took a shower and brush my teeth

#vinny hong #vinny hong x reader #wind breaker x reader #wind breaker manhwa #wind breaker (road wars)

[flowisk]

Empgold

probably should have put a cut before my wittecest post as well, but, well. we live and learn

tw: incest, age gap, grooming, all part and parcel

What made you ship it? ironically, one of the first things I was exposed to in a toh context was empgold related. um... so it was in my head when I started watching. and it's... hunter loves belos so much, early on, and belos is so creepy about it and so willing to twist hunter's affections to do things for him and then there's this undeniable layer of emotional incest and imagery related to sexual abuse you can subtextually read into the work so... it was around eclipse lake? and then it just gets even 'more' heavy later on. probably one of the earliest things in their relationship was hunter just guiding belos behind closed doors, this whole... 'special' and private role designated for hunter that just had to be him despite adults existing in a capacity where they could do the same thing.

What are your favorite things about the ship? in many ways, it's a natural extension of something like wittecest. there's a codependence, and one that hunter has really no choice in whatsoever - he has to rely on belos. belos is his guardian. belos shapes his world. it's also a viscerally terrifying and traumatic dynamic, and that's a big part of it. i'm really... well I'm attracted to complicated traumatic dynamics that have some 'love' to them (more from hunter's end here). and that make me feel things. there's always an element of fear and unease. there is so much trauma to unpack from hunter's angle of the relationship - he's expected to cater to belos in all these ways he really shouldnt've have to, and he never really gets what's up or is even capable of understanding WHERE he stands because belos never informs him of anything - and HE'S the one who knows more about belos than anyone so there's no one else he can ask either! and then of course, there's belos' side where he just sees this, shadow of his brother in hunter and he's holding up this comparison, this photo side by side with hunter and hunter is just never aware of it. even though belos can be hurt in ways he won't admit, he's ultimately 'playing' when it comes to hunter. and for hunter, he's not playing. he can only believe what belos tells him. there's this really fascinating tug of war of hunter being this... confidante who is blessed with these private moments with belos, who seems so 'obviously' special on the face of it, but really having absolutely no real context for his relationship with belos, not really, and who is constantly mistreated. and he can't have any context because No One knows. I love the projection, too. it's a very tragic dynamic. especially because hunter is willing to do anything early on to make belos happy, and his world is so firmly shaped by belos.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? not really? I guess I would like to see more trauma based work on the relationship that really digs into the depths of it, but like. I do know people doing that, and it's always really interesting (you, for one) I think it's a shame it's so hard to talk about this kind of relationship though, or the specific kind of abuse potential going on here is such a taboo topic. I think it's just unfortunate to me that sexual abuse/grooming of that nature seems so alienating to talk about when philip is, in canon, someone who grooms and is willing to kill kids (and almost certainly has, given like, so many plot elements) I don't think suggesting there's sexual abuse going on in this dynamic is unusual given philip's absolutely weird obsessive relationship with his brother, how he projects that onto hunter, how he plays with hunter's mind, how emotionally incestuous he is to hunter onscreen and how very few limits belos has on violating any moral code - it's a very easy read from the text for me. philip has this weird dynamic with kids in general, and I think sometimes people who read into some kind of obvious implications are shamed for it.

#replies #edoro #empgold #thank you for asking

[burnmywholelifedown]

Hi bestie I'm here I'm queer I'm going to ask you what's your favorite book (or if I've already asked this, what's your ultimate dating deal-breaker or maybe just relationship deal-breaker in general doesn't have to be romantic). Also, Killian is my second favorite character because Emma is my absolute favorite character on that entire show. Their relationship was EVERYTHING to me, I love sunshine v darkness trope so much, hence sterek and destiel as well. I love teen wolf but idk how much of that is because I was like 13 when I started watching it tbh. I would watch it just for dylan's performance in season 3 because HOLY SHIT he should have won a fucking Oscar.

asldjkflsdkjf oh my gosh are we meant to be best friends?? Ugh yes Emma is absolutely fantastic I just personally relate to Killian just that smidge more I think. They are both so special to me 😍 Ugh yes that trope is the best. Everlark was another couple that had that dynamic for me. Man now you're making me wonder if watching it for Dylan would be worth it. My only concern is that it might be too YA for me (I get very turned off by highschool stories). That's why I haven't picked it up yet. I'm afraid I missed the boat on that show. Now I tend to enjoy my YA stories to be fantasy because then the characters are more likely to be less immature (and potentially traumatized by the stakes of the fantasy world which is also fun - looking at you TFOTA trilogy and Grishaverse books).

Whoooo boy okay a favorite book is really hard because books mean a lot to me. I think you know that about me by now so you're getting a list from the last couple years lol:

TFOTA trilogy - the politics was so fun and the twists and turns kept me engaged. I read all 3 books in 48 hours and have reread them multiple times since in the last couple years because they were so good.

The Hunger Games trilogy - that series is straight up literature. There is so much to unpack.

In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan - idk what to say about this book except that the characters are so loveable, the take on portal fantasy is unique and the way she flipped sexism on it's head was so thoughtprovoking.

A Taste of Gold and Iron by Alexandra Rowland - excellent anxiety rep, top tier slow burn without a lot of drama or miscommunications, beautifully written fantasy world with no homophobia

Captive Prince trilogy by CS Pacat - um this is a more problematic pick but if you're down for a high fantasy slow burn true hate to love romance this is where it's at man. You will have such a good time you won't even know what you signed up for until you are embroiled in the middle of it. Gosh Laurent's character arc gives me life.

Anything in Alexis Hall's Spires Series + Boyfriend Material - what this man has to say about gender and queer identity changed my mindset about what it is to be queer and I love it so much. His books made me feel so seen especially Pansies, For Real, and Boyfriend Material.

What Is a Girl Worth? by Rachael Denhollander - The only nonfiction book on this list lol. I loved how eloquently she spoke about her story and how she included the problems she's seen in the church around sexual assault. We need someone who has the legal and Christian connections to advocate for survivors but she's doing it and that really inspires me.

If I have to pick just one though - I pick Boyfriend Material and here's why (x). It's really personal to my insecurities and it made me feel very seen and loved. It's the epitome of a comfort book for me. Whenever I need a pick me up I go to that book and listening to Joe Jameson's voice gives me hope that I too will be loved in this precious way.  Honestly this is why the Spires books and Boyfriend Material are so special to me: These are stories about people who think they are broken and the men that show them that they've never been broken actually. They get to hear "I love you however you are. But also who you are is a person who can do things so you don't have to stagnate like this." It was so healing to read about I cannot even tell you.

If you're looking to check Boyfriend Material out you need the audiobook I promise you!! I will hook you up bestie just let me know 😉

Oh also my main platonic or romantic deal breaker is a combination of apathy and lack of thinking deeply about things (the reverse is also true - I find people who are passionate and think deeply about art and life super attractive. Those are the people I keep in my life).

thank you for these questions I clearly loved them lol. now i want to know all of these things about you! what are your favorite books? what do you find most attractive/unattractive in a person?

#okay so this took a day my apologies #i got terribly sick #and im also bad at answering questions like these without answering things deeply #just saying killian jones without elaborating deeply lowkey hurt me but i was very ill lol #answered #gabi talks #mpnsecretsanta22 #you have been the best secret santa dude #its been such a joy talking to you #thanks for asking the best questions #i cant wait to talk off anon #alexis hall #books #boyfriend material #in other lands #a taste of gold and iron #captive prince #tfota

[angelsvoice1love]

Camping Trip

Warning: Mature

You and the guys were on your way to a camping site, for a small yet fun filled holiday.

You were so exited, that you were going to be with your friends but most of all your boyfriend Jimin.

You've been together, for an entire year now and you've been nothing but happy with him. He was the light in your life, which said it all.

On arriving at the site, you got out of the van and stretch from being cramped up between Jimin and Taehyung.

Y/n: Wow...this is beautiful. You said as you looked over the camp sites view.

Jimin: It is. He whispered behind you, as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders hugging you from behind. But I've got a better view, right here. He said, kissing your cheek.

Jungkook: That was real cheesy Jimin.

Y/n: I think it was adorable. You smiled, turning in his arms and kissed him.

Yoongi: You've got time for that later. Now come on and help us unpack.

Nodding you both helped everyone, and started putting up everything. There were 4 tents, two in each one and naturally you'd be with Jimin of course.

After everyone had dinner that night, it started raining causing everyone to run into their tents and zip everything from raining into. Now here you were, sitting in the tent running your hand through your hair to get rid of some of the water.

Jimin: Here. He said handing you a hair towel, and some dry clothes. Namjoon forgot, to take out your suitcase so you'll need to wear some of mine is that okay?

Y/n: Um...yeah...d...definitely. You said taking it slowly.

Jimin: Y/n, is everything okay? He questioned, sitting closer to you.

Y/n: N...nothings wrong. Everything's okay.

Jimin: Really? Cause it looks like somethings is. Is it because of where the tent is? He referred to the tent, that was the furthest from the rest.

Y/n: N...no. I would say it's that. You spoke, as you twiddled your thumbs.

Jimin: Jagi, talk to me. He spoke softly, as he took your hands in his.

Y/n: Your going to think it's stupid.

Jimin: Try me.

Y/n: Well...this is my first time having a holiday with a guy. Well, I mean with the only guy I've ever dated and this is the first time I'm sleeping next to a guy...next to you.

Jimin: Is that it? Jagi, you don't have to worry. He spoke, as he kissed your forehead.

Y/n: It's just...we're so far away from the others as t...they might think-

Jimin: Shhh...let them think what they want. He whispered, as he kissed you softly.

Y/n: J...Jimin-

Jimin: Yes? He questioned, as he kissed your jaw.

Y/n: W...wait. You whispered, as you pushed him back slightly.

Jimin: What's wrong Jagi? You usually love when I kiss your jaw, then neck. He spoke, as he traced his thumb over your jaw and neck.

Y/n: Um...I've never...

Jimin: Never what? Stayed in a tent with a guy? He joked, looking at you.

Y/n: Jimin this is serious. You replied, as you shoved him making him laugh.

Jimin: Okay, okay. Tell me what's wrong. He said, as he grabbed a hold of your arms as he ran them down to your hands. Okay, I'm ready. Serious face on, tell me what's bothering you Jagi.

Y/n: Okay. This is my first time.

Jimin: Camping?

Y/n: *clearing your throat* No. Jimin...seeing as we've been dating for a year now I wanted to tell you something.

Jimin: Babe, are...are you braking up with me? Jimin asked, worry written on his face.

Y/n: No! No, not at all. You giggled, as you squeezed his hands.

Jimin: Jagi, thank goodness. I don't want to loose you. I love you too much. He smiled, as he kissed your knuckles.

Y/n: I'm...I'm still a...a virgin. You said, as you looked down to the ground.

Jimin: That's all? Jagi...wait did you...did you think I was going to try and make a move?

Y/n: Well...i don't know...maybe.

Jimin: Jagi...if I wanted to make love to you...i would do it in a more romantic place. He whispered, in your ear then kissing your temple before pulling away.

Y/n: Really? And what if I wanted to...to do it tonight, right now.

Jimin: Right now? He gulped, as he locked eyes with yours. Here? Wouldn't you prefer someplace more romantic?

Y/n: It's raining a lot, there's light thunder that'll cancel out any noises. I...i want you. I want this. You replied, as you put your hand on his thigh.

Jimin didn't hesitate at all, pushing you down on the blow up mattress and started peppering you with kisses down your jaw. Jimin's hands ran up your shirt and started massaging your back, while he moved to your chest.

Jimin: Jagi...your sure you want to do this here?

Y/n: I am. I want to be with you Jimin. You looked up at the man hovering above you, as you ran your hand through his hair. O...only if you want to.

Jimin: I do. I really do. He spoke, as he pulled your shirt off over your head and kissed your stomach. I really do.

You couldn't help but laugh, at the tickling feeling of his warm lips kissing you. Sitting up, you pulled off his shirt and kissed his shoulder, moving to his collarbone and to his abs.

Your hands found there way to his belt buckle, loosening it as you pushed down his jeans to reveal a pair of red boxers.

Jimin: Y/n...i love you. He whispered, as you started sucking on his neck.

Jimin couldn't contain himself anymore, as he pulled down your pants while he was still kissing you passionately.

Jimin: Your purple underwear is beautiful. He breathed heavily, as he hovered on top of you. Did you prepare for this?

Y/n: I...um...maybe I wanted to surprise you.

Jimin: Even if you wore, something different I'd still love it. But...i think it's time we take this off. He said, as he slowly removed your bra straps from your shoulders. We can stop any time if you want.

Y/n: No...don't. You whispered, against his lips as he kissed you passionately.

At the moment, both of you were completely naked. Jimin got ready and he pushed into slowly, making you grab onto his shoulder tightly. Jimin gave you time to adjust before he started moving, in and out of you.

The feeling was wonderful, and yet strange but you knew you didn't want him to stop.

Jimin: A...are, you okay? He asked, as he grunted from thrusting forward into you.

Y/n: N...no...ah. Jimin! You whimpered, as his thrusts got faster.

Jimin was placing kisses all over your neck, sucking on your skin as he kept thrusting faster. Your hands ran through his hair, as it all was euphoria for you at this moment. Your toes started to curl, as your orgasm came closer. With a few more thrusts you came and so did Jimin.

Both your breathing was fast and uneven, as Jimin kissed your chest, shoulder, jaw then lips before pulling out of you and laying down next to you.

Jimin: Wow, that was incredible.

Y/n: I...i-

Jimin: Babe, are you okay? He asked, as he leaned on his elbow brushing hair from your face.

Y/n: Y...yeah. I just...for my first time that was unexpected.

Jimin: Unexpected?

Y/n: Unexpected, in a good way. You said, as you moved to your side and wrapped your arms around him.

Jimin: Oh. Listen, it's getting cold we should get dressed in something warm. He spoke, sitting up and giving you some clothes. Then we can cuddle, and tomorrow we can talk about going on a romantic weekend just the two of us were we can have a more romantic night together. How does that sound Jagi? He asked, as he rubbed a thumb over your bottom lip.

Y/n: Sounds perfect. You replied, as you kissed him.

#Park Jimin #Kim Seokjin #Kim Taehyung #Jeon Jungkook #Jung Han-Seok #Kim Namjoon #Min Yoongi #BTS

[thewhizzyhead]

actually yea i Will ramble about the confusion of being a queer filipino teen who is very socmed savvy because like. so i learned to more fully come to terms with my bisexuality on here right? And right now, so have many of my classmates and schoolmates and friends that my twitter feed is filled with gay shit thanks to them. and even my schools have made an effort to showcase that they (or at least, the student government) support and stand for queer communities. so woo, not only do you get exposed to the progressiveness of the foreigners in stuff like this, but you also see your generation trying to catch up with them and push for LGBTQ+ people to truly be accepted and welcomed like we've seen in other countries. and so I get so immersed in that WOO WE ARE MAKING PROGRESS in terms of like what goes beyond basic human decency that I forget the fact that I have buried my rainbow pride shirt that my mom gifted me deep under the clothes in my closet because I know that I Can't Wear That Shirt In Public If I Don't Wanna Get Stared At Demeaningly. The realization of the stuff that holds me and other queer filipino teens back hits me like a brick, even moreso when others with similar backgrounds and experiences as I look at everyone else express how far we have progressed.

And so, we are caught up in the middle - knowing who exactly we are and what can and should be done, but also not being able to fully join in the fun because of other stuff holding us back - some out of fear, some out of obligation, some out of shame, and some out of love for those that still hold disdain.

Long story short, it's complicated being a queer teen in a country whose attempts at progressiveness is being looked down upon by many of its own people - some of which are our own families.

#sO UM YEA NO WONDER WE DON'T HAVE A FILIPINO TEEN SHOW WITH A QUEER STORYLINE YET GJXJJX #because um There Is So Much To Unpack Here I Don't Know Where To Start #the experiences differ tho so i can't say that this is like a common denominator for all queer filipino teens #but it is a denominator all the same so jdjsc #yeaaaa social media can make you forget like the reality of a situation huh #like look i really wanna wear that pride shirt in public because like well it'll be a shame if i just keep it in my closet #(there is a metaphor i can write about somewhere there) #and my mom even encourages me to like wear the damn shirt #but um. some people just Aren't Nice and I don't wanna feel like hiding the shirt while wearing it in public #so um bbfjsj there's more complicated shit but i'm sleepy so wah #personal shit #Philippines #philippines stuff

[transmascnaotoshirogane]

“you’re not a monster—just a human, and you made a few mistakes.”

hey y'all! part 2 of the Mama Sun series! This time it's Four if you missed the first part; here it is!

relationships: four & sun, mentioned vio & shadow

ao3 link; x

Four sighed softly, gently twirling his cigarette with his fingers. Smoking is a terrible habit, and Four knows the risks, but.. Whenever he thinks—no. Whenever Vio thinks—about his second adventure, about the fire temple, about Shadow, he can't help but get a bit of relief from it. “Four?”Someone questioned, causing Four to jump. When he turned—Sun was standing there. “Are you alright?”She frowned, walking over and sitting next to him. “I…am fine. Peachy.” Sun gave Four a gentle look, taking the cigarette from him and putting it out before grabbing his hands gently. “Four,”Her voice got softer. “Please be honest with me.” “Who says I'm not?”Four mumbled, looking at everything except her..not that he can see much. It's pretty late, so it's…naturally, dark. She laughed softly, watching him. “I see it in your eyes. You're hiding something…now, you don't have to say what it is, but I would like to know how I can help.” Four sighed, looking at the ground. She can’t help. “You can’t. I’m…I’m a monster.” …Vio? Do you really think that? Yes. Oh, Vio.. “What makes you think that?” “I’m a terrible person, Sun.”Four frowned. “I’m the worst.” “Oh—that’s not true.”She pouted slightly, brushing Four’s hair out of his face. “You’re not the worst. You could never be—if you were, Link would have been able to tell by now. And while he said you’re…a bit more strange than the others, he trusts you.” Four paused, processing it. Shit. Sky..noticed. Oh. Sky called us strange? Asshole. “I’m…strange? Did he elaborate?” “Well—no. Link doesn’t tend to elaborate on anything he says.” “Ah.” “But I’m sure he didn’t mean it as an insult.” “Mh..” “What makes you think about yourself this way?”Sun held his hands, looking at him with a gentle, patient, and kind gaze. Help us help you, vio.. “I’ve…done some regrettable things. I lie, I manipulate, I cheat, I steal…” “But you have good qualities too.”Sun countered, then paused. “Do you wanna hear a story?” “...okay?”Four blinked, confused. “When Link and I were younger, my dad hated him because he always slept in and got to classes late. So, he got back at him. He started guilt-tripping my dad by lying that the sleeping in was because of severe nightmares. It worked for a little while, too, before Groose found out and ratted him out.” “Oh..” Sky used to lie..? “So, Sky could be called a liar and manipulator too. But he isn’t a bad person for what he’s done in the past—and neither are you.” “But—But I’ve hurt people. Badly.”Four cried, violet eyes filling with tears. Come to think of it…do we really know what Vio’s done? Um…no. I think we’re about to find out. Vio’s gonna blow in three…two…one— “I burned a whole village of innocent people down, I-I tricked someone into trusting me for my own gain, I pretended to kill one of my own, I betrayed my kingdom—Sun, I’m a monster with a capital M.” A silence. The three colours had stopped talking, and Sun had too. She seems to be processing it. This is unbearable. Please say something. Yell at me. I don’t care. Please—anything. Shh..it’s okay. Four is sobbing now, under Vio’s influence. Vio can’t help it. Fae never told anyone about what fae did in the time where fae was working with Shadow. Vio was scared. “That’s…a lot to unpack.”Sun admitted, smiling. “But it’s alright. That doesn’t make you a monster. You redeemed yourself, yes?” Unable to cough up words, Four simply nodded. Because Vio did. At least, Vio hopes fae did. “A monster would be someone who doesn’t even attempt redemption.”Sun smiled. “Oh…” “Link hasn’t told you about Ghirahim, has he?” “Um…Warriors briefly mentioned him…but I don’t know who he is.” “Ghirahim was the self proclaimed Demon Lord. Sword spirit of Demise’s sword. He is a monster. Never seeked redemption, was prepared to sacrifice everything just to reach his goal.” “Did he..?” “He’s gone. Link made sure of it.” Four nodded, still quiet. “But…how are you so sure I’m not bad?” “Link’s told me a lot about all of you. You’re young, everyone makes mistakes when they’re young.” “Yeah but…mistakes aren’t usually treason.” “But it

was still a mistake that you fixed. Tell me, does anyone hold it against you?” “Nobody knows.” “Does anyone that knows hold it against you?”She corrected, sighing. “...no.” “Then stop holding it against yourself, alright? You always seem worse to yourself than you do to others.” “Really?” “Mhm.”Sun nodded, a gentle smile forming as she moved behind him, her hands gently threading through his hair. “You tricked someone into trusting you? Would it be okay to elaborate on that?” I’ve gone this far, might as well spill Shadow too. “I…betrayed the kingdom for a guy. His name was Shadow.”Four started gently, feeling her hands in his hair. She’s braiding it. “He wasn’t a bad person. He did everything because he believed he didn’t have a choice. The plan I had was simple—pretend to be his friend, break the dark mirror, get out, save Dot—but…I didn’t execute it well. And Shadow...trusted me. But he caught me trying to break the mirror and…the rest is history. He sacrificed his life for me, for the kingdom.” “Oh..you miss him, don’t you?” “Every day,”Four started softly, playing with his hands. “We’re trying to get him back.” “We?” Oops. “Um…myself and Dot.”Four smiled sheepishly. Nice save. Sun smiled, tying the braid off. It’s a really small braid, because Four’s hair isn’t that long, but it was long enough to make a braid—even if it’s short. “I don’t think it was tricking him.” “What?” “I think you’re trustworthy by nature. You can’t trick someone into trusting you, it comes naturally.”Sun hummed, taking a feather out of her pocket and putting it in Four’s hair. It’s from her loftwing, of course, but she still decided to put it in his braid before standing up and holding her hand out. “So! My verdict on you?” Four took her hand, standing up with a confused expression. With a gentle smile, she began walking inside with him. “My final verdict is this. You’re not a monster—just a human, and you made a few mistakes.”

#four writes #mama sun #fours linked universe tag #linked universe #lu #lu four #linked universe four #lu sun #lu fic #linked universe fic #i got the title from 'its alright' by mother mother!! #anyways #Sun gives her kids Free Therapy #also she braids fours hair :] #rainbow road #hylia herself

[sagefzy]

PART FOUR: POPCORN AND GREEN TEA

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You tapped your foot on the pavement, anxious to finally meet the eyes of your old friend. The feeling of excitement was almost overwhelming all your senses, the only thing you could focus on was the plain, faded brown door in front of you. Quickly, you sent Suna a text to let him know of your arrival, however in the corner of your eye, you suddenly noticed two figures approaching. You shrugged it off, thinking that it was just two guys passing by on a walk, but rather than walking past the house, they stepped up the driveway slowly drawing near you.

Hearing Ennoshita's words in your mind about being aware of your surroundings, you discreetly glanced back observing the two. But, much to your surprise, it was the exact two guys who bombarded you at the supermarket yesterday. Well, actually, more like the one blond who smashed a shopping cart into your heel, blubbering apologies and looking away, while the other one stood there and watched the whole incident play out.

You watched them for what seemed like forever. Could they possibly be Suna's friends? No, the whole thing seemed too coincidental, surely that couldn't be the case. Not willing to take the chance, you took out your phone once more in hopes to get Suna to clarify that those were, indeed, not his friends. Unfortunately for you, it appeared that the universe had decided to make you a pawn in its game because the two of them were, indeed, his friends.

You let out a heavy sigh, you could already tell that the next few hours would be nothing but awkward stares and embarrassing conversations. Not wanting to ruin your one day of freedom- the one day where you didn't have to listen to your dad's constant yells, telling you how much of a disappointment you are- the one day where you didn't have to sit in front of the piano all day just to feel some sort of gratification. It was then that you decided to just ignore the situation, and pretend as if the blond wasn't the reason that the back of your foot was wrapped in a bandage. For all Suna knew, this was you guys' first encounter, so be it.

Right as the door opened, your eyes were drawn to the tall green-eyed boy who you used to spend every day with as a young kid. "Y/N, so glad you're here!" Suna smiled, as he went in for a quick hug. "Those two behind you are Atsumu and Osamu." He introduced, pointing to the two that were now directly behind you. The blond looked absolutely horrified, stealing brief glimpses at the bandage that hugged your heel, the other one, however, stared back with a nonchalant smile. "They may have almost the same face, but the one with the ugly piss-colored hair is Atsumu, and the normal looking one is Osamu."

You grinned back at the two, showcasing your brightest smile, hoping that they'd get the message to not bring up the fact that this was not your first encounter. You were going to introduce yourself to the two, but the blond seemed to beat you to cut. "How come Samu is the normal one?" He whined.

Suna snickered, "Because Osamu doesn't act like a dramatic brat who needs his hand held every damn second of the day."

Suna's blunt words made you softly chuckle, there was something in friendly banter that just made it so pure and innocent. You looked up at the two, noticing that the blond's expression had softened after hearing your giggles. With the brief moment of silence at hand, you decided to take this as the moment to introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you Atsumu and Osamu."

"Well now that we got introductions out of the way, why don't we go inside and find something to do," Suna suggested.

"Rinny, can we watch a movie?" You asked excitedly. The last time you had watched a movie was when you hung out with Nishinoya, Tanaka, and Ennoshita before leaving Miyagi, and your dad hardly ever let you engage in anything other than school work or piano, making it a rare treasure.

Suna nodded, "Watching a movie it is."

As all of you entered the house, you couldn't help but hear the blond, Atsumu mutter to his brother, "If I called 'm Rinny I think he'd punch me on the spot."

A smile quickly reappeared on your face as you heard his brother respond, "I don't know, I'll give ya one thousand yen to put it to the test."

"No, I think I'll choose life," He giggled.

You found your way to the couch and swiftly pulled out your phone, eager to let your friends know your current situation. The whole scene sounded like something straight out of a book.

You clicked your phone off and turned your attention to the aroma that seemed to be emerging from the kitchen. The familiar scent, caramel popcorn and green tea, jogged an almost forgotten memory of your childhood. An unlikely duo, yet even as a child you couldn't get enough of the weird combination. No one would've ever thought to put the two together, but it just worked.

You almost laughed at the sight. Suna walked out of the kitchen juggling three bowls of caramel popcorn, three bottles of energy drinks, and, of course, your mug of green tea. Since he had such little grace, you got up and lent a helping hand. "No, no you're my guest and you're injured go sit back down," Suna scolded.

"Well it's too late, I'm already here, so I'll just take some of that off your hand," You said while grabbing the mug of tea and the three energy drinks. You walked over to the twins and handed them each their bottle.

"Say what happened to yer foot over there?" Osamu asked with a smirk on his face.

"Oh yeah you never told me what you did to your foot, Y/N," Suna added as he placed the remaining bowls on the side table.

"It's not a big deal I just scraped myself with glass while unpacking," You blurted. You hoped that the lie was convincing enough, but to be honest, scraping yourself with glass sounded way more believable than being run over with a shopping cart.

"I see, sorry to hear that," Osamu responded in an almost surprise-like manner. You thought that maybe he expected you to call out his brother, however you decided to stick with your initial decision of ignoring the situation to save your night from awkwardness. His expression only got more surprised as he realized the unusual food combination you were eating. For only eating caramel popcorn with green tea, he looked as if you were committing a crime against food.

"Green tea with caramel popcorn?" He asked.

With no shame you nodded your head. "Don't knock it until you try it, it's my favorite combo in the world. I can never get enough of it."

Suna sighed, "Yeah, it's no use to convince her otherwise it's been more than a solid seven years since i last saw her and she still likes it."

The night ended almost as quickly as it started. Although you were initially worried about it being awkward, your worries were soon rested once Osamu started explaining his love of cooking. You both talked endlessly about all sorts of sweets and savory foods you both enjoyed indulging in. However, his twin, on the other hand, barely talked as he aimlessly played around with his phone.

Your eyes noticed the time on the nearby clock, the numbers displaying that it was near midnight. Your stomach instantly knotted, if your dad wasn't asleep, you for sure were going to get an ear full when you arrived home. You picked up your phone, and smiled at Suna and Osamu who's chest softly rose up and down as they slept.

You stood up quietly, getting Atsumu's attention. You didn't expect him to do or say anything since he'd been quite dull the entire night, but it seemed like this was a night of surprises. "Yer not planning to go all the way to the bus stop by yerself now are ya?" He asked.

"Well I'm not waking either of them so they can escort me if that's what you're asking," you responded "But, you're more than welcome to join me if it'll put your mind at ease." You fully expected him to not care, however he grabbed his jacket next to him and stood up, walking over to where you stood by the front door.

He quietly opened the door, careful to not make a creaking noise. "After you," He said as he directed you out of the house. The crisp winter air hit your face, your whole body jolted from the sudden change of temperatures. "Don't suppose yer cold now?" He asked, probably noticing your shivering. You replied by shaking your head and continued on the trail to the bus stop.

The rest of the walk was mostly silent, neither one of you knowing what to say. This was definitely uncharacteristically of Atsumu, anyone who'd even slightly know him would expect him to be chatting your ear off with overdramatized commentary. However, things seemed to be different in this situation, there was an eerie feeling about you that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Of course, it didn't help that your first encounter with him was him, in fact, running a shopping cart into you, but it wasn't just that. Maybe it was the way you presented yourself, in an almost sickening sweet-like manner. It all felt artificial, like a facade.

"Well this is it," you said, snapping him out of his thoughts, "Just in time for the last bus, thanks for walking with me." You turned around to enter the vehicle but before you could, a hand made its way to your arm. You immediately flinched at the contact, pulling away at the light hold he had on you.

"I'm sorry I just- i um," He started, trying to find a way to word what he wanted to say. "I wanted to say that 'm sorry for yesterday, it was kind of a shitty thing to do, and 'm also sorry for not really talking all that much today, ya seem really nice and I'm usually not this bad when it comes to meeting new people. And, I totally ruined the night by ignoring you I-"

You lightly laughed, "It's alright, plus any friend of Rin's, is a friend of mine, and you didn't ruin tonight at all, I thought it was perfect." You both smiled back at each other, not saying anything for a moment. You cleared your throat, "Um, I'll see you around, have a good night, Atsumu."

He watched as you entered the bus. A small smile made it on his face as he watched you wave goodbye from the bus window. He waved back and muttered under his breath, "Good night, Y/N."

The bus ride was only about ten minutes. Anxiously, you opened the door to your house, hoping that by some miracle your dad would be sound asleep. The old door slightly creaked, you peaked inside and all your worries flushed away as you saw your dad passed out on the couch. Granted he was passed out drunk, at least that's what you gathered by the four bottles of empty beer that laid at his feet.

Even for you, life wasn't as perfect as it seemed. As much as you wanted it to be, as much as you led people on to think that it was, it just wasn't. The worst part of it was that deep down, you felt accountable for it all. Maybe if you would've been just a little better at piano, you could've achieved your perfect life.

You reached your bedroom and exhaustedly plopped down on your bed. You glanced at the picture of your mother on your bedside table. Her long hair glided down her lavender dress, her face gleaming with a smile. In one hand she held her violin and the other held an award deeming her the best violinist in the nation. She was talented, beautiful, intelligent, and made your dad happy. She was absolutely everything you weren't, and your dad made sure to remind you everyday.

Life before she died was perfect. You could never recall a memory of you being sad around her. Before you closed your eyes, you whispered, "I wish I was perfect like you."

fun facts !

Whenever Atsumu doesn't know how to address a situation, he just goes on his phone and plays angry birds.

If you're ever bored, Osamu will talk forever about all the different ways you can cook the same recipe.

Suna can never stay awake during a movie night, he always falls asleep somehow.

Before getting into volleyball, the twins' mother tried to get them into violin, however that quickly failed once Atsumu broke his bow on the second day of lessons.

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smau written by @sagefzy

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[nashibirne]

Painkiller - 8

Here we go...the next part of Painkiller's waiting for you. I have to admit I've had kind of a writer's block lately and so this was hard work but eventually I made it and I hope you like it. And please believe me, their well-deserved happy ending is just around the corner, they need just a little more time...two chapters I guess.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Ella) Summary: double date / dinner for four, englightening conversations and foiled plans Read previous parts here: Nashi's Masterlist Warnings: RPF (!), that's it... Unbeta'ed! English is not my mothertongue, so expect wrong spelling and bad grammar Credits: Pics for the moodboard taken from Pinterest, Face claim Kelly: Pamela Reif Disclaimer: I don't know Henry Cavill, this is all fictional and wishful thinking taglist: (let me know if you want to be added or removed) @lunedelorient @inlovewithhisblueeyes @willkatfanfromasia @hell1129-blog @mis-lil-red @agniavateira @kebabgirl67 @omgkatinka @legendarywizarddetective @summersong69 @taebfada @xxxkatxo @madbaddic7ed @artandotherdelights

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"That was delicious, Ella." Kelly gave her a smile while she leaned back in her chair. 

"Thank you, Kelly." 

"You really have to give me the recipe for the lasagna and especially for that mousse au chocolat."

Henry raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "You can cook?"

Ella shared a glance with Jackson and she knew they were thinking the same. If Henry didn't know such basic things about Kelly it seemed they were really just starting to get to know each other. 

"Um,yes...well...a little."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we could cook together tomorrow, babe. Have a cosy day in bed and a homemade meal." She beamed at him and Henry gave her a forced smile. Ella was sure he was suppressing the need to roll his eyes, his facial expression gave it away to her.

"We'll see, Kell."

There was an awkward pause and Henry appeared to be somehow annoyed and not for the first time. During dinner Kelly was getting more and more handsy with him and it was obvious that Henry felt bad about it. Ella was getting the impression that he absolutely wasn't madly in love with Kelly and this was not only a great satisfaction but also a big relief and it made her even more determined to find out what Kelly was up to.

Jackson cleared his throat. "Henry, wanna see my Alfa? It's a 1961 Giulietta Sprint Speciale, quite rare."

"Oh yeah, sure." Henry got up and Kelly was about to do the same when Ella stopped her with a smile on her lips.

"Why don't we stay and have a little chat Kelly? Just the two of us without the guys?"

Kelly hesitated but then she agreed.

"Yeah. Why not."

When Jax and Henry closed the door behind them, Ella gave Kelly challenging look.

"So?"

"So what?" Kelly crossed her arms.

"Do I really have to ask? Or are you just gonna tell me how you made this happen? Looking back, your words spoken in the restrooms of Gianni's sound like a prediction."

Kelly pouted but eventually she started to speak.

"It's like I said back then. He's a good catch and I want him..."

"As your sugar daddy?" Ella raised an eyebrow, Kelly shrugged.

"Sugar daddy, boyfriend… where's the difference? Listen, Ella, if I'd known that you, his female best friend, are his date from back then I wouldn't be here tonight. I'm not looking for trouble…"

"But you are in trouble when you're trying to take advantage of my friend."

"Friend." Kelly snorted.

"Yes, friend. A close friend, a dear friend and  you're playing with him but he's not a toy."

"I like to play and usually I'm the toy." She giggled.

Ella rolled her eyes and looked at Kelly darkly. "How did you get his number in the first place?"

"If you really have to know, Gianni, the owner of...well...Gianni's...he is my ex. He's the impotent bore I told you about. He threw me out and told me to go to hell a few weeks ago after he caught me with my trousers down with one of his waiters." Kelly explained. "I remembered Henry, to be honest I had the hots for him since I saw him at the restaurant with you and you said you and him were just friends...so after Gianni broke up with me I looked up his number in the guest register, and then I called him…"

"Pretending you dialled the wrong number."

"I could hardly tell him that I stole it from what's known as the most discreet restaurant in London"

"Right. And then you started dating?"

Kelly looked at Ella with a thoughtful frown. "Are you gonna tell him all this?"

"Would you admit it's true?"

"Of course not."

"See. I'd love to tell him but I'm quite sure you would manage to make me look like a crazy, jealous bitch…"

"Oh, I would. You can be sure of that…" Kelly gave her a wicked smile.

"I just want to know what you're up to. I don't want Henry to get hurt…" Ella faked a smile.  She wanted to yell at her so badly, she wanted to force her to tell Henry the truth but she knew she had to play it nice to make her open up.

"Well, it was just booty calls at first. We just met for casual sex. Henry, he didn't want more, because he, well...nevermind. Anyway, after that pap pictures the situation has changed a little and now he's willing to give it a try. So yes, now we're dating."

"Those pics. How did that happen?"

Kelly grinned. "Let's just say a friend of mine was at the right place at the right time…"

Ella gasped. This bitch really knew how to play the game.

"Don't worry about your dear Henry, Ella." Kelly's voice was full of sarcasm now. "I like him, he's a nice and funny guy. Sure, he's a boomer and a little boring but he's great in the sheets and he's gonna learn to appreciate the mutual benefits of our relationship."

The noise of the key in the front door interrupted them. Kelly leaned in to whisper one last thing into Ella's ear. "Oh, and in case you wonder...he is really big, I mean like...really." Kelly grinned before turning away.

Ella was so incredibly frustrated when Jax and Henry entered her apartment again, she had a hard time pretending to be alright for the rest of the night. There were so many questions left, so many things she didn't understand, it drove her nuts. She decided to keep her mouth shut to prevent herself from saying something stupid and of course Henry noticed it.

"Are you okay?" He placed his hand on her arm, giving it a gentle stroke and looked at her with a frown. "You are so quiet."

Ella took his hand, giving it a quick squeeze that Henry returned with a smile. 

"I'm fine." She nodded reassuringly and enjoyed the little triumph that he got handsy with her instead of Kelly. Actually it was absolutely typical for him, he was a very tactile person, not only with Ella but with his friends in general. So it was even more surprising that he didn't like to be in close contact with his date. "I'm just a little tired. I had a tough week." She avoided looking him in the eyes. 

"Yeah, me too." Henry's lips curved up into a lopsided grin and he gave her a wink that made her heart skip a beat.

An hour later Henry and Kelly were gone and Ella and Jax were doing the dishes after Ella had put her best friend in the picture about the things Kelly had told her.

"She's lying. They're not really dating." Jax said, doing the drying up.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean they're not really a thing. Henry kinda said it when we were outside."

"Kinda? Could you be a little more precise." Ella looked at her friend with big eyes.

"Well, I asked him if they're planning on going insta-official or something with their relationship and he denied it very insistently, pointing out that they are totally not in a relationship. And I was like, yeah, but you guys are dating and he was like...not really."

"Oh wow...and?"

"And I asked what he meant and Henry said that it actually was just a sex thing -so that much is true- but after the pics in the yellow press Kelly's the one who now wants to date and he told me he's unsure if this is the right thing to do. He said he has second thoughts because it feels wrong and when I asked him why, he looked at me with those puppy dog eyes and said I think you know why, Jax, you know who's on my mind."

Ella now stared at him, mouth agape. "What did you answer?"

"I said that I very likely do know and then your neighbour Walter came and joined us and the conversation was over."

"Shit."

"Yeah." They both stayed silent for a moment. "Elsie, you know that you are the reason he doesn't want to date Kelly, don't you?" Jackson turned to her with knitted brows.

"We don't know that. Not for sure."

"Yes and we never will if you don't do something. Jesus, woman...you are this close to losing your perfect match to some creepy gold digger...will you really just stand there with your hands in your pockets and do nothing at all?"

"What can I do?" Her frustration was palpable.

"Just tell him how you feel, that you're in love with him."

Ella let out a snort. "That's not so easy."

"No, it's not, but there's no easy way out of this mess."

"Yeah." Ella took a deep breath.

"So what's the plan? You're gonna ask him to meet you tomorrow so you can tell him?"

"I can't. I have to unpack a ton of parcels with new books tomorrow. The store is a mess and it has to be tidy on Monday morning." Jax raised his eyebrows sceptically. "Really, I'm not using this as an excuse." Ella sighed with frustration.

"Okay, actually that's perfect. Ask Henry to help you and then you can declare your love for him…"

"I don't know…"

"Elsie, I'm not gonna let you chicken out of this. Pull yourself together and get the guy for fuck's sake."

Ella couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, okay. I'm going to call him first thing tomorrow morning. Fine?"

"Fine."

****

While Ella and Jax were drawing up a battle plan, Kelly and Henry were on their way back  to Chelsea where Kelly lived and trouble was brewing.

"Why did you have to be so distant?" Kelly asked accusingly. "You made it look like you wouldn't want to touch me."

"Yes, because I don't like it if you're all over me in front of my friends. It's rude and inappropriate. I mean, you're not my girlfriend or something it wasn't even a real date..." Henry snapped.

"Oh...really? You have touched me quite a lot in the last weeks for not being your girlfriend."

"That was different and you know it."

"Yeah, because your beloved Ella wasn't around when you fucked me. At least not physically. I bet you thought of her when you were balls deep inside of me."

"Don't even start, Kelly. I won't let you talk about Ella that way. No disrespect, okay?" His voice was tense and it was obvious that he was trying to restrain himself.

"No, of course you won't." Kelly looked out of the window with a pout. For several minutes none of them said a word but then she turned to him.

"Listen, Henry, I'm sorry. I know what she means to you and I understand that you want to keep this...us...low-key, but it's kinda hard for me when you treat me like you don't even want to be in the same room with me. Please tell me if I did something wrong and I'm never gonna do it again."

"You did nothing wrong. I just don't want to be so touchy-feely when Ella's around."

"Okay, baby, and I just want to make you happy. Happier than she ever could. I don't care about your job, your fame or your lifestyle. I like you just the way you are..." She let her hand run over his thigh, brushing it lightly over his crotch. Henry looked at her with a blank expression.

"She doesn't want you, Henry. You know that.  But I do." She purred, starting to massage his dick through his jeans and Henry couldn't help but moan and get hard under her touch.

"Kelly...I don't think I can give you what you're looking for…"

"Oh, I'm sure you can, babe. Just let me take care of you and make you forget about Ella."

The next morning Henry awoke with a jolt when his phone started to ring. He grabbed it and went to the bathroom, Kelly was lying in her bed fast asleep. He hadn't planned to spend the night with her but she had been very convincing and he had to admit the sex had worked wonders. He had been able to let off some steam and to finally get a good night's sleep. He was surprised to see that it was his agent calling. 8 am on sunday morning, this had to be urgent.

A few minutes later Henry put on his clothes before he sat down beside Kelly. He carefully placed a hand on her shoulder and started to shake her gently.

"Kelly, I have to go." 

She groaned and turned on her back, eyes still closed. "Why.." she asked sleepily.

"Nothing to worry about, just business. I'll call you later to explain."

"Okay." She yawned and patted his cheek. "Love you babe."

Henry's body stiffened. That wasn't what he wanted to hear. Not from her.

"Bye." He got up and left in a hurry, feeling like shit. This was all so terribly wrong, he wondered if it could get any worse. It was good that a little break was lying ahead of him.

****

Two hours later at the other end of the city, Ella took a deep breath before she called Henry. The plan was simple: call him, ask him if he was willing to help her, wait for a good opportunity and tell him about her feelings and the truth about Kelly. She was determined to make a clean sweep of this whole mess and to lay it all on the line. 

"Good morning." Henry's deep voice greeted her friendly.

"Morning, Henry. I hope I'm not interrupting something."

"No, absolutely not. It's good to hear your voice." 

He made her blush, even on the phone and she rolled her eyes at herself with a smile.

"I'm glad to hear that." She chuckled. "Listen, Hen, I wanted to ask you a favour. I have so much work to do at the shop today and I really need a helping hand, so I was wondering if you would want to help me. It's just clearing away some new books...but with you I would be much faster and we can spend some time together and talk…" Ella cleared her throat.

"Oh, Ella, I'd love to but unfortunately I can't. I have to go to L.A. I'm just packing my stuff and gonna head to the airport in an hour. I'm so sorry."

"No, don't be. It has to be important if you have to go at such short notice."

"It is. My agent called me this morning. The appointments were originally planned for next month but they were rescheduled to next week. We're gonna talk to some of the studio bosses about upcoming projects and such."

"That's great, Henry. I know you've waited for this opportunity quite a while now." She was genuinely happy for him and it made him love her even more.

"Yeah, now I just have to convince the right people to include me in the right projects." He sighed and Ella knew that under his superman surface Henry was insecure and full of self-doubt often.

"You're gonna blow them away, Henry. You're such a great actor and such a wonderful person. Everybody loves you."

Suddenly there was an awkward silence.

"Everybody?" He asked softly.

Ella was at a loss of words. It was absolutely out of the question to confess her feelings for him on the phone only hours before he had to leave the country for who knows how long. 

"Sure." She said with a strange undertone that was almost giving her away. Change the subject!  "Is Kelly going with you?"

Henry let out an amused snort. "Of course not. It's a business trip. And she's not, well...my girlfriend or something. I...I said this to Jax already, we're not even really dating, it's just…"

"Sex?"

Henry took a deep breath. "Exactly."

"Are you sure she knows that?"

"No, I'm not. She should, because that's what I keep telling her but she's somehow deaf to that sort of thing. Maybe it's a good thing we take a break now."

"How long will you be gone?"

"I'm not sure. Two weeks maybe."

"So you will be back for my birthday?" 

"I hope so."

"So do I. I'd hate to spend it without you but if you can't make it, we can easily take a rain check and celebrate when you're back."

"A party for just the two of us? Sounds even better than joining your actual party." Ella was able to hear the smirk on his pretty lips. 

"Oh shut up." Ella laughed out loud. She lowered her voice then, sounding serious all of the sudden. "I'm going to miss you, Henry. A lot. Just come back soon safe and sound, okay?"

"I will. As soon as possible and in one piece. I promise, baby."

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[fakeloveaskblog]

Greetings from the void, Remington Siest, I have been summoned in your stead—

Oh, it's you! We've already met! Right! Uh, Remus's nonbinary demon friend again, this time coming from the shadowy corners in your room that you never look to. My apologies for that little scare, it's my day job you see, and someone else did summon me to you; old habits die hard, yadda yadda. How have you been? How are you liking that Raccoon plushie I sent?

Now, as for what's been requested of me *sounds of paper shuffling* hmm, ok, yeah, that's easy! Remus adores you, can confirm! Both him and Janus love having you as a friend and while I cannot speak on Remus'd behalf on the matter I can say that Janus is absolutely smitten with you (on a romantic sense) beyond a shadow of a doubt! He doesn't and will never only want you for your body, or leave you if you were to reject any advances he may yet put forth, so you can rest easy on that issue!

Oh. *hears what Remy has to say to their summoner before the message sents* Oh my. *starts to panic* Seems things are worse than I thought. I have. No idea what to say that wouldn't make this any worse! Where's the person who cheers you up and sents you nice text messages when you need it?! Ah, guess if they're not here this falls to me until they do get here? Uh, darn the timer's running out, um.

Remy… you are amazing and a great person and your friends love you for you, and you alone, not just your body, you! (Remus is ace for crying out loud!) Other than the obvious… now, we don't have time to unpack all of that, but…! *quickly sents a link to a social media app on Remy's phone* So. *John Mulaney voice* Hey, do you want me to kill that guy for you? Because it sounds like he sucks and I would totally kill that guy for you!

(U!Virgil, emotional abuse)

Remy: "Oh girl I am loving the raccoon! I sewed him a lil like hoodie so now he like reminds me even more of my boyf. I have-"

They forced in a sharp breathe through their teeth while their whole body trembled from pain. The plushie was pressed close to their chest as they laid in bed. All the blinds were rolled down because any and all light would bring them a migraine right now.

"I haven't like....been doing too hot...I...It's like....a lot right now"

They took a few moments to really listen to your message. (How good that all demon messages came with an automatic playback function)

"...Jan does seem so sweet...and Rem makes me feel all warm...maybe you’re right" They buried their face into the soft fur of the plushie "I want Jan to like hold me like all the time. He's so soft"

(A part of them still felt doubt. Sweet guys had left them before. They tried to press the doubt deep deep down until they couldn’t hear it anymore)

"I really hope Jan like texts me about hanging out soon. Like shopping or eating at some resturant or like going out walking or whatever. I just wanna like talk to him. He seems like tots a good listener right? Would be like good to vent to I guess...I kinda want to...I trust him. I think....I shouldn’t vent....I shouldn’t”

The door opened. The small amount of light coming in made them whimper and hide down under the blanket. Virgil came in. He hunched down by the bed.

“You feeling any better?” 

“Bitch look at me. I’m dying more than a 70′s fashion trend!! Oh woe me!”

He kissed them on the nose before taking out a pill from one of the medicine bottles on their bedside table. Remy immediately tensed up.

If they took that pill then eventually the bottle would be empty and Virgil would have to pay for another and they wouldn’t have any way to make it up to him because they were useless and couldn’t work and could barely even be used properly and he would probably tell them himself how horrible of a burden they were and they were probably supposed to refuse or he would get mad and-

“You need it” He had a soft look in his eyes.

“I’m fine babe!” They spat out in panic.

Virgil grabbed onto their jaw and forced their mouth open. The back of their head got pressed down into the mattress. It hurt. They knew he would just sigh back how Everything hurt to them if they said anything. They grabbed onto his wrist to try and force him away, they couldn’t. He wasn’t strong but they were very weak. 

He pressed the pill down into the back of their mouth. “Swallow” He kept their mouth open until they did as told. “Good. Was that really hard” He muttered sarcastically.

Their whole body was still so tense it ached “Please babe you just sounded like a laughably pathetic daddy dom”

Virgil fiddled with his hoodie strings like he always did when he got flustered “I Uh didnt’ mean to. Gross. Eh. Dinner’s almost ready by the way”

“Don’t burn the stove down” They teased.

“Shut up you smartass” 

“You wish”

“Idiot” He said jokingly before kissing them. He left to check so the stove hadn’t actually burned down.

Remy painstakingly turned to look at you. They pressed the plushie closer. The medicine started to make them drowzy. It did that sometimes.

“My boyfriend doesn’t suck...he’s sweet. so sweet” They mumbled out “Most days he’s so sweet. Like today. And on bad days he just like doesn’t lie. He just says the truth..he gets so anxious about me leaving him....isn’t that like kinda romantic...him being so desperate for me to not leave he just...he just says stuff...and yells...and.....and it’s sweet. He’s so sweet”

They kind of wished Virgil would always be either sweet or honest. It made them so stressed to never know how they had to act. At least their dad never made them stressed like that. He was always angry. That made it easy

Remy gripped onto the stuffie harder. They hated when their brain made connections between his boyfriend and-

“He loves me. He just like loves me so much. All that stuff that sounds bad it’s either ‘cause he’s trying to make me stay, like I would leave or someting, or- or ‘cause it’s true”

....But....But they’d thought the whole thing about how no one else would want them except for their body was true...but if Janus didn’t....then it wasn’t true....Remy couldn’t help but wonder if-

The door opened again. Virgil came in with 2 bowls of black bean soup. The silly wondering was quickly forced away from their thoughts. 

He sat down on the bed next to them and set the bowls onto the bed table they had for bedridden days. He gently put his hands on their back and neck to help them sit up. When they whimpered he kissed them.

“I’m not hungry” Remy muttered.

“Beanie you are”

They could eat on their own but they didn’t say no when he used the spoon to feed them. It made them feel pampered and it made him feel needed. Double win.

“Babe this tastes horrible. just saying as like a warning” They said after finishing half the bowl.

“Like you could do any better” He pressed a playful kiss to their forehead.

“Oh yeah definitely! I just put the ingredient in! And then the like water! and then it’s done! Easy!!”

“Woooow. Wish I’d thought of that”

They smiled “Yeah that’s why you’ve got dick for brain. Bitch”

He simply snapped his finger into their forehead in reply “Wanna watch a horror movie?”

Remy got bored by horror movies and Virgil easily got anxious by them even though he loved them so really he was if they wanted to make out and cuddle to avoid looking at the film.

“You akready know I want to”

They didn’t look which movie he picked. They’d already cuddled up to his side and pressed their head to his chest. He moved his arms around them so he could eat his soup while the movie started.

It was so nice. They could hear his heartbeat through his hoodie. He was so sweet. They were so horrible.

They didn’t deserve it. They didn’t deserve it. They didn’t deserve it.

#thanks for the ask!!! that must have taken you some time to write <3 #ask #remy sanders #unsympathetic virgil #sanders sides #obsessed with how your ask makes the implication that remy has a tumblr