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wooahaes · 2 years

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so this is love

pairing: non-idol!prince!vernon x fem!reader

prompt: disney cinderella au BABEYYYY this ones for ME bc i was sad

word count: 4.4k

warnings: abusive stepfamily since it’s a cinderella au. love at first sight, pretty much. fairy godparent!shua, seungkwan is a mouse, mingyu is a dog. jeonghan gets to be a horse. good for them. intentional lowercase + no proofreading.

daisy’s notes: ok pretend i didnt just spend the last two hours writing this when ihave a doctors appointment today. i wanna do a second part for this later btw thats a modern au which is part of the reason i used hansol instead of vernon. shh. just take love at first sight fic that i wrote to make myself feel better.

all you wanted was one night for yourself. one night to just go to the ball and maybe have the chance to see royalty for yourself.

the ball itself was meant to celebrate the king’s daughter’s birthday, and she wanted a masquerade with an open invitation to everyone in the kingdom (you’d always liked her: even if you knew there’d be guards everywhere to keep the royal family safe, she at least gave people the chance to come see them and escape their daily lives for once). your family--your step-mother and sisters--had given you your usual list of chores with another stacked atop it, and ever the diligent daughter, you took to working hard for the day. if you finished everything, you could go. that was the deal your step-mother had made you. your dress had been unfinished last you checked, and the later it became, the more likely you knew that you’d be left at home for another silly party of nobles.

then you returned to your bedroom at the top of the manor, downtrodden until the mice and birds you would talk to (they were much better company than your family, that was certain) had somehow managed to finish your dress for you. kindness truly would always be rewarded with kindness--that had been what your father said before his passing. the world needed more kind people, and you promised him you would always stay as warm and loving as he and your birth mother had been.

even when your dress was ripped to shreds, you kept your trembling fists at your side and retreated out into the remains your mother’s garden. all that was left were the food you’d grown there, pumpkins and tomatoes and the like, that you could use for meals now. you’d always missed the pretty flowers. but the carriage took off with your step-family inside, and you were left alone to sob to yourself.

you missed your parents. your mother would have gently stroked your hair and told you there’d always be another ball. your father would have stood up for you himself, like he always used to when your step-siblings stole your toys when you were children. then again, you wouldn’t even be outside crying. you’d be in that carriage, off to escape the dreary day to day life you knew. even if you were still running the house, your father would have granted you one night to yourself. you were positive of that.

“it’s just no use,” you sobbed aloud, face buried in your arms. your hair was in disarray, the fabric seemed far more itchy now than it’d been before. once you were calm, you’d change back into your everyday clothing and forget about all of this. “it’s just so pointless...”

“pointless?” a hand stroked your hair gently. “i don’t think so at all,” he said gently. “dreams are good, after all. you’ll be okay if you keep dreaming.”

“why should i?” you refuted, not caring to look up. “look where it got me...”

“dreaming made you into the person you are today,” he said. “and i think she’s stronger than this. chin up,” he chuckled. “i promise you’ll be fine.”

... who were you crying on, actually?

you drew back, looking up, only to gasp and recoil away at the face of a kind man with pretty, gentle brown eyes dressed in pale blue robes. “who are you? this is private land!” you pulled yourself together as best as you could, despite a tear-stained face and a stuffy nose. “i’ll...” you trailed off. no one human was home, but you had gyu. “i have a dog and he’ll bite.”

the man laughed at you, light and airy. “i know how this might look,” he stood, dusting himself off. “but i promise i’m only here to help you. after all... i wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you dreaming.”

you stared at him. “so... i’m asleep?”

“not at all,” he said. “but we don’t have time to talk, do we? you want to go to the ball, don’t you?”

you nodded eagerly. “more than anything,” you said, and then looked down at the tattered remains of your dress. “but... i don’t have a way to go.”

he walked over to you, hands cupping your face. “it’ll be okay,” he said. “i’m here. consider me your fairy godparent, here to make your dream come true.”

... he could? you looked at him with hope in your eyes, and he pressed a gentle kiss onto the crown of your head.

“let’s see...” he paused, pulling a wand out of thin air. “you’ll need a carriage, won’t you? now let’s see...” he walked away from you, poking through the pumpkins. “you sing to them, don’t you?”

“i...” you felt your face heat up.

“i can tell,” he smiled. “how about this one?” he gently tapped one with his wand, and you gasped when it stirred from it’s position. the vines seemed to snap themselves from the ground as it pulled itself up with a lug, crawling away from where it’s once sat. it felt surreal to watch the vines extend, almost as though stretching from a long slumber, and barrel away.

with a wave of his wand, the man sent sparkles after it that spiraled around the pumpkin and made it grow larger with each bounding steps. vines curled into pure white wheels, the orange overtaken by white and gold. windows seemed to carve themselves out, disappearing into thin air as the muck inside of the pumpkin turned into soft curtains that were drawn.

it almost made you say something unladylike, that was certain. instead, you turned back to the other pumpkins, almost questioning whether they all had that potential.

“it takes a bit of magic,” he hummed, “those are still normal as something grown with love can be. now let’s see... we’ll need a driver, won’t we?”

you watched him turn his sights on gyu, who’d been sitting near the door, watching this whole thing go down. the dog perked his ears up when your fairy godparent met gaze with him. he walked over, giving the dog a gentle pat on the head.

“you’ll play your part, don’t worry,” he said reassuringly. “but for someone to drive the horses...” he turned his attention to hannie, your horse who’d been watching from a safe distance. “someone who knows the roads.”

with another wave of his wand, you watched as hannie was lifted with ease by magic. sure enough, he was transformed into a man who was easily lifted over and into the driver’s seat of your carriage. he gave you a smile and a wave after taking a moment to look over his body.

“and for horses...” he turned to where the mouse had been sitting with curious eyes. “you’ll do.”

another wave of the wand and you watched the four trying to scatter be turned into three horses of varying shades--and you saw your fourth, little kwannie, trying to dart away.

“oh, dear,” you said, hurrying over to gather him. he darted into your hands, squeaking quietly. “do you have to?”

“don’t you want to help her?” your fairy godparent said to the mouse. “it’ll only be for tonight.”

kwannie squeaked again. “good,” the man said in response, palm exposed as the mouse scrawled into his hand. “thank you, little one.”

he set his hand back to the ground, mouse scurrying away as he cast another spell. soon enough he had joined the rest, neighing proudly at his new, large state. your stepmother’s cat should see him now--you’re sure the rotten old thing would be scared into taking the baths he loathed despite getting himself dirty so often.

“what else do we need...” he mused to himself. “how would you like to be a footman?” he turned back to gyu, who began wagging his tail as he perked up. “just the job for you, hm?”

he waved his wand once more, and you watched your loyal companion be turned into a tall man, dressed in fancy white clothing.

“oh, gyu,” you cooed, reaching up to straighten him out a little more. “you look wonderful!” kwannie let out a whiny, and you giggled to yourself as you stroked his mane. “you all do, silly.”

your fairy godparent turned back to you, chuckling quietly to himself. “i can see why they love you,” he said. “and now it’s your turn,” he said, walking over. “stand still for me, love.”

you did as he told you, watching as he took a few steps back. with a deep breath, you braced for the impact of a spell to hit you: and soon enough, it did. you felt your gown shift and change around you, snug and cozy as could be, and the slippers you’d been wearing shifted as well. you opened your eyes, looking down at the pretty white fabric that you now wore. you’d miss the dress you were wearing beforehand--before it was destroyed, at least--because it’d been in your favorite color, but this was beautiful in its own right. you twirled, skirt flaring out around you as you giggled to yourself and hurried to take a look at your reflection in the fountain.

“the slippers are a gift,” he told you. “i know you look wonderful, but you should go,” he gently pulled you away and toward the carriage. “have a good time, my love. the magic wears off at midnight,” he pressed another kiss onto the top of your head. “and one final thing...”

one gentle tap at your temple, and a mask appeared over your eyes.

“no one would have recognized you without it, but it is a masquerade ball,” he teased you gently. “can’t forget that, can we?”

you hugged him tight, feeling his warm arms wrap around you. “thank you so much,” you whispered.

“your welcome,” he said. “now off you go,” he helped you step up into the carriage.

you waved farewell to him as hannie set the horses off, gyu sitting across from you with the dopiest smile on his face. he looked at you as everyone else did: with the love of someone who’d been loved in turn, kindness in your actions against them. even when you had to scold him for chasing your stepmother’s awful cat around. with the horses at full gallop to get you to the ball on time, you merely sat back and watched the scenery. how long had it been since you’d gone into town not on business for your family? too long, certainly. you were living primarily supported by your father’s money, things he’d gained for being a war hero before his passing, but you were primarily in charge of all financials related to food. as frustrating as it was for your step-family to waste what they could, you made things work. maybe one day you’d come out into the town and visit the baker again. seokmin always had something sweet for you, free of charge because you’d helped him a few times out of your own need to care for people.

guards were lined up everywhere at the palace, and you didn’t blame the royal family for being cautious. gyu helped you out of the carriage, and you were left to wander up on your own since the party was already in full swing. a guard had pointed you in the right direction, though, the ballroom just up ahead. yet you were too fascinated by how luxurious life must be in the palace. you could hear names being read off in the distance, the royal family likely greeting the nobility of the kingdom. your step-sisters were likely among them. if you were lucky, you’d maybe catch a glimpse of the royal family. that’d be something you could gossip with the tailor’s son, minghao, about for weeks when you had to see him. no doubt one of your family would need something new, and his family always had the best work.

unknowingly to you, hansol had spotted you from within the ballroom. being forced to greet every single person that he knew was secretly vying for his hand was frustrating. yes, it was his sister’s celebration, but he overheard the way his parents were set on having every eligible maiden in the kingdom come. he was of marrying age, after all. to have him betrothed to someone noble would help strengthen their ties, even if he had this (perhaps foolish now, considering he was a prince) romantic idea of finding someone he could love. he stifled a yawn halfway through the list, apologetic in how rude the action would be. but it was all so dull, even with his sister gently teasing him. noblewoman after noblewoman bowing as low as they can, some explicitly trying to catch his gaze with low-cut dresses that felt far too scandalous to wear in front of royalty.

and yet there you were, wandering outside without a care in the world. the last name had been read off, the music already beginning to start up, and hansol excused himself to find you. he knew his father’s steward would have spotted him on his way over, and likely would have stopped him if he hadn’t politely ducked through the crowd fast enough to not be stopped.

“is this your first time in the castle?” he asked, and you gasped as you turned to face him. “i’m--sorry,” he chuckled, “you looked lost.”

“i’m just...” you looked around. “i suppose i am a little lost,” you giggled, genuine and adorable in your starstruck reaction.

“are you here for the princess?” he nodded toward the ballroom.

you smiled at him. “to celebrate her, yes. but i’m afraid i don’t see myself meeting her--or any of her family, for that matter.” you looked back inside. “i wouldn’t be so lucky.”

“would you?” he smiled. “why is that?”

“all i wanted is a nice night,” you admitted. “being able to celebrate the princess is wonderful, but i wouldn’t want to intrude on her or her family. i can’t imagine how much stress all of this must be. to invite everyone here?” you met his gaze. “and being responsible for greeting them? i can only imagine how hard it must be.”

hansol felt something in his chest stir at that. genuine compassion for another person, and you didn’t even seem to know who he was. “would you like to dance?” he extended his arm to you.

and oh, that pretty smile would make every single thing he dealt with tonight worth it. “i’d love to.”

hansol never believed in love at first sight. but guiding you back out into the ballroom, knowing that you had no clue who he was and were treating him lovely nonetheless... it made his heart skip a beat. holding you in his arms did, too. for the rest of the night, he didn’t need anyone else there. let his parents see you with him. their plan to use his sister’s party to find him a bride could be considered a success if you were truly the warm person you seemed to be.

“do you want to get out of here?” he asked you at one point, and you smiled at him. “yeah you do,” he chuckled, taking your gloved hand in his own. “let’s go.”

you were happy to escape with this stranger. he was no prince (although, truly, you thought he was better than a stuffy prince would be with that pretty twinkle in his eye as he stole away with you outside), but he was charming in his own right. he told you he loved music, speaking to you about the works of lee jihoon with unrivaled passion. no one else bothered you as the two of you listened to the distant sound of the string quartet inside. was it silly to be so fond of someone who was so kind to you already? perhaps so. but he was lovely. you wanted to dance with him again, and he was content to hold you close and gently hum along to the songs inside.

and perhaps it was silly, but when he drew back to look you in the eyes...

“may i kiss you?”

you wanted nothing more than that. his lips were about to brush yours when the clock struck, ringing out twelve times.

oh no. your timing was awful and you knew it, but you tore away from him. “oh--”

he stared at you, dumbfounded considering how close you’d been. “i’m sorry?”

“no! i just--” you took a breath. “i haven’t seen any of the royal family,” you said. “and my family is leaving soon, so i must go--”

“wait!”

you took off, slipping through the crowd as quickly as you could. you could hear your dashing stranger calling out for you to wait, to stop and talk to him, but all you could focus on was getting out. you descended each step as quick as you could, nearly tripping as one of your slippers came loose. with a gasp, you turned to try and grab it, only to see someone else rushing after you--the king’ steward, seungcheol, who had brought you the invitation in person. you abandoned it instead: it’d disappear in time, most likely, and you needed to get out now. gyu had helped you climb back into the carriage, horses taking off the moment the door was almost completely shut.

you breathed a sigh of relief. that had been close, and even though you knew your time was running short before the magic completely disappeared, you at least had a start back home. gyu perked up, and you realized you could hear horses as well.

had you done something wrong? you squeezed your eyes shut, praying that you hadn’t. all you did was dance the night away with a handsome stranger with a love for music. that wasn’t a crime, was it? you hadn’t even had your chance to see the prince or any of the rest of his family.

oh well. at least you had the memory of almost kissing that man. surely he was nobility in his own right. perhaps you’d get your chance to find him again someday when life treated you more kindly. even after your carriage fell apart, your horses and coachman and footsman all turned back into their normal form, you were happy. your dress had disappeared into the torn strands of fabric it’d been before, but it took barely taking a step for you to realize you still had your other slipper. you held it out for your little mice friends to climb into, kwannie looking up at you with a sniffing nose with joy in those little eyes.

“it was wonderful,” you told him. “let’s go home. stepmother won’t be home until the party ends, most likely.”

despite having to walk the rest of the way home barefoot, you were happy to recount the night to your companions. they held no responses save for the happy yip or whiny or squeak, but that didn’t stop you. you took care of what you could when you returned home, cleaning up the ripped fabric and spilled beads from your dress before returning to bed. you’d fall asleep happy that night, and you hoped you’d dream of pretty brown eyes and a completed kiss.

meanwhile, hansol was positive he felt something for you that he hadn’t felt for anyone else. and if his parents wanted him to marry soon, then so be it. but he’d only marry the girl who fit that slipper. it’d only meant to be his way of stalling, truly--if it fit someone else, he knew what you looked like... mostly. his sister apologized for choosing a masquerade before teasing that she never expected him to find his true love there.

and, of course, his parents both took the bait. seungcheol would be sent out to find the girl who fit that slipper, and hansol had his time to figure out what to do next. he’d given the description of what you looked like as best as he could. he’d find you again someday, even if all he could do was sit in the castle and wait.

you’d been excited when the news came, even if it had been through what your stepmother had been telling your stepsisters. the prince had been looking for someone who fit a glass slipper.

you’d been dancing with the prince.

the prince wanted you.

the dreamy look on your face had said everything, and despite the gut feeling you had to stay downstairs, to stay where you could stay free, you felt a need to change and be presentable for company. your stepmother locked you in your room despite your cries to reconsider, that you would make sure she was taken care of if the prince found you. she seemed convinced you’d leave and never look back. perhaps that was a sign that your kindness would never be met in turn, but that wouldn’t stop you from trying even after you heard her disappear down the stairs. there was no fairy godparent to save you from your tears then as you heard the horses whiny outside, the steward likely having arrived. even if you called to him, he wouldn’t hear you from your window. you almost wished you had the sheets to tie together to scale the outside wall.

so you pulled yourself together. this door was nothing compared to someone who wanted their happy ending. your stepmother had put you in this room when you were barely a teenager, letting you cope with everything that came with that by yourself. while she and your stepsisters lived their comfortable life downstairs, you happily put up with the draft and the dust and the rotten wood here and there. you’d do it again if it meant you could fight for this ending.

one instance of throwing yourself into the door hadn’t been enough, and neither had two. but you could hear the wood cracking, the metal of the door threatening to give way if you hit it one last time. so you did, shoulder slamming hard into it. you had to catch yourself on the railing, nearly crying out in victory. doing so much physical labor around the house had paid off in one way, hadn’t it? but you paused, turning to glance at yourself in your little mirror before taking a deep breath. you retrieved your glass slipper, tucking it away carefully as you descended the steps.

“are you sure you don’t have any other daughters?” you could hear the steward ask your stepmother. “the prince was insistent on every maiden, my lady.”

“please wait!” you called out, rushing down the steps. you met seungcheol’s gaze, taking just a moment to catch your breath now that he’d seen you.

“she’s just a servant girl,” your stepmother coldly said. “a child. she wouldn’t have been there last night. do not entertain her delusions--”

“the rules were every maiden,” he stayed firm, smiling at you. almost as if he knew it was you.

but fate wasn’t completely kind: your stepmother’s cat darted out in front of him, and you watched him gasp, losing grip on the slipper he carried. it flew through the air, landing on the ground and shattering into pieces. you could see his hopes shattering, too, as he panicked. you could see the anger in his face as he wanted to say something, to argue that her awful cat had done that on purpose.

“please don’t worry,” you told him as you made your way to the bottom of the steps. “you see... i have the other slipper,” you pulled it out, surprise evident on everyone’s faces. they’d been a gift, after all: gifts weren’t meant to be taken back.

hansol paced the corridor as he waited for you. they’d find you, wouldn’t they? even if he had to go out and search every house, he would find you and bring you back if you’d allow him. all he wanted was someone kind as you to stand at his side. he’d told his parents that you hadn’t recognized him as royalty and treated him lovingly--that meant something, hadn’t it? that you were so kind regardless of a person’s status? that was something he’d want in a queen, if he were to take the throne one day. if not a queen, then a wife. a partner in general, truly. seungcheol had promised him he’d do everything in his ability to find you, your description committed to memory. but as time ticked past, he grew more antsy.

the doors finally opened. the steward stepped in, announced your name, and he knew. he knew it was you before you even stepped in, that dreamy look in your eyes. others would have politely waited for him to summon them, or would have walked over politely and curtsied, but not you. he saw relief in your eyes as you rushed over to him, and he caught you in his arms and held you tight. not even a full day and he’d craved your embrace again.

“it’s you,” he said quietly. “good.”

“do you truly think you want me?”

“i don’t think,” he said. “i know,” he held your face in his hands. “may i kiss you?”

you smiled at him. you had time to get to know him properly, but if he was going to be this sweet to you... you had a feeling you’d love him. “yes.”

“are you going to run away this time?” he teased.

he loved the way you giggled at him in response. “would you chase me?”

“yes,” he said. “a thousand times over.”

you smiled at him once more and then leaned in to press your lips against his own. sealed with a kiss, you had found your happy ending with nothing but kindness in your heart and a blossoming love between the two of you. perhaps it was important to hold onto dreams: dreaming brought you joy, and that brought you to hansol. if you could go back and do everything over again, you would keep it the same if you could always have this ending. a happy ending in life wasn’t just that: it was the start of a life to be lived well and loved with every ounce of your being.

so hello, happy ending day one. you were ready to greet it.

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itsdappleagain · 11 months

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Get toasty for The African Ice Caper!

Late again. Whoops. I swear I have good reasons. Anyway, super excited for this!!!

Lets-a go! Notes under the cut as always :)

First off, since I forgot the title last week, let's take a stab at it! I super love this title. It's a play on words in some ways; it refers to the literal "ice" meaning the diamonds they find in Botswana. But using "ice" also refers to the aftermath of Stockholm and how Carmen is dealing with the consequences! Cool shit!

Overall beginning thoughts- I LOVE this caper. It extends that whump/angst from Stockholm ever so much and ACTUALLY DEALS WITH CONSEQUENCES!!! I love when shows carry over serious events!!! Even with S1 finale -> S2 opener there wasn't much aftermath of Carmen's fight against Brunt (two weeks? really? she healed from that in two weeks?) but they DELIVERED here

This caper is just all aftermath, consequence, and effect. Carmen makes the decisions she does in Botswana to call in ACME because of their rescue in Sweden. They've proven themselves to be trustworthy (for now) and as Chief said a valuable ally. However, without Carmen calling in the cops, Roundy would never have been alerted and the mines would never have been blown up. It's all so delicate and interesting, and opens, for the briefest of moments, so many pathways for options- good and bad. I'll get to more stuff later but let me actually start commenting on the episode now

it's a terrifying moment but I can't help but laugh about Zack and Ivy's cover story being that Carmen is a shitty driver and they are right

while I also understand that it's the fastest way to convey information why did the nurses just let them seize the gurney and start sprinting back into the hospital with her without even knowing what happened

but okay. man. carmen's eyes just barely being able to open and see what's happening before she slips into unconsciousness again is so damn good

why does she have an oxygen mask on btw she was freezing not suffocating can anyone inform me on that

he's family 😭 happy day after father's day yall he's dadowsan official now

AUGH. her face kills me every time she just looks so vulnerable. but like she's trying to tell him that she's okay

i love found family but the nurse must have been confused when this 20 year old argentinian lady's family turned out to be two white american teenagers and a forty year old japanese man

not to mention that 16 year old canadian kid on the phone

poor carmen has an iv and a heart monitor she was not doing so hot

actually cannot tell if they stole an ambulance or painted their van to look like one i think they painted the van??

wait no it has lights on top DID YOU STEAL AN AMBULANCE???

that quick shot of ivy ducking down and checking carmen kills me every time augh

i love this quick, rough but getting smoother dynamic player and shadow-san get with taking the capers while red is down. i also LOVE that they took this opportunity to move into and decorate the warehouse further. it becomes home while carmen recovers

also the way carmen is barely ever awake is just so. augh

OOOH CARMEN'S DREAM i love this scene. there are so many little tiny things to pick up on before the brunt reveal that it's not real: ivy's voice waking her but ivy being nowhere in sight, chief not having a pen to beam from, chief not being able to activate pens from her end, etc. the first time i saw this, though, I was totally fooled. i was like ohhhh shit chief??????

btw have i ever talked about the sound design on chief's voice? her real voice intertwined with mechanical/digital noises that sometimes even blot out parts of words that just sell the illusion that she's coming from a speaker

god the way carmen jumps as soon as she hears brunt's voice ugah

the dutch angle on brunt to sell the fact that this is WRONGWRONGWRONGWRONG MM its so good

and carmen's pupils contracting when she wakes up mm

LOOK HOW HARD DEVINEAUX HAS BEEN WORKING GO SIR DO THAT PAPERWORK

that little side glance devineaux gives to see if he sold it thats so funny

and the sad sick face dropping off his face for an evil little grin he's literally so funny

"roll of red yarn" has become another one of the phrases I just repeat over and over it lives rent free in my brain for some reason

he's crocheting a little carmen hat and coat for his pet cat

the music going really sinister and lowkey a little concerned as soon as it reveals that devineaux's got this crazy ass conspiracy board

the callback to the very first capers devineaux/julia reeled off in the pilot!!! (plus boston tea party of course)

the shot of devineaux tacking up papers on the "camera" is one of my favorites, so fun

carmen has so many kettlebells what the fuck

man i love how you can see the wave of exhaustion hit her like a truck. she's not even close to a hundred percent still, but she's "relaxing makes me fidgety" carmen sandiego so of course she's up using the punching bag

oh hey also one thing about this episode is i dont think i've ever realized but it spans over a TON of time. like, maybe a month?? more?? girlie doesn't trip and slam her face on death's door and then get up and go work out in a week

ALSO WAS THIS THE FIRST APPEARANCE OF CARMEN'S WORKOUT OUTFIT?? SO GAY ABOUT IT THANK GOD THEY BROUGHT IT BACK MORE TIMES

augh also you can hear the frustration in carmen's...not exactly voice because she's just kind of panting but she does this little scoff/growl/ugh that just shows how annoyed she is that she can't do this like she used to and that it still hurts

carmen say thank you challenge CARMEN SAY THANK YOU CHALLENGE CARMEN IM GOING TO MURDER YOU even when "chief" showed up the closest carmen got to "thanks for saving my life" was "you look better" "thanks to you" girl its okay you can say thank you

the way carmen bounces down on the couch itches my brain

also obsessed with how carmen's first workout session was pummeling that boxing bag because like if player was surprised she was up and still calling her the patient THAT WAS HER FIRST SESSION UP. CARMEN INSISTS ON GOING ON A CAPER THE INSTANT SHE CAN THROW A PUNCH AGAIN HJDSGJSD

the way ivy lays on that damn couch im in love with her

ZACK'S FACE

boys got trauma from last time and it shows hard this episode

i love how everyone is just like

because she is fighting tooth and claw to get out of that warehouse who's going to tell her no when dadowsan isn't around

guess you caught me lion

also. i guess carmen did have to watch out for tigers who slam her into chainlink fences

team red got the safari of all time damn they were just driving and they saw all that??

also HEY zack is driving on the correct side for their location that's really cool

ivy's trying to help you girl you do not need to make her feel bad about trying to give you water in the middle of a gigantic. well the kalahari isn't a desert but "semi-arid sandy savannah" doesn't quite roll off the tongue in the same way i guess

"he is a rockstar" i miss you elvis episode with shadowsan that could have been

everyone: gains complete trust in shadowsan brunt: im about to end this mans whole career

shadowsan just standing on the other side of the gondolas is so funny he must have gone the entire rode around up to the top of the mountain for that dramatic ass shot

he's so funny honestly

also the gondola shaking as they fight is a great detail

top ten anime moments before disaster. number 1: le chevre and fraulein blushcheeks

shadowsan just SNATCHES that case

also I love how fraulein (i know thats a term like miss but i dont have anything else to go on) is just sitting there mad about it

the friction burns on shadowsan's hand and that belt are going to be nasty

the sound design on le chevre going down the line on the belt sounds like a horse screaming in minecraft

HE'S SO EFFICENT ABOUT IT ITS HILARIOUS he's like alright damn if you say so

carmen making jokes about the situation she almost died in is a trait fanfiction writers have been gnawing on for years

player guilt tripping her is so funny like girl please don't die again

red drone <3

its roundedbitch hello sir

he pronounces the "r" in "le chevre"

carmen's decision to call in the police/ACME here directly results in roundabout becoming faculty which is cool

i remember when this season dropped and everyone was making theories about roundy. long live the "he's julia's dad theory" i loved ye while i knew ye

coach brunt is EN ROUTE? she got there FAST DAMN?? canary islands to botswana is like an 8 hour flight

the siblings being overprotective i love it so much

ungh you can see the fear at just SEEING brunt she's got so much trauma about it

player continuing to try to get carm out of there and her continuing to shut him down carmen please girl

add another fursona for carmen to have. panther sheep wolf

man you can just SEE how out of it carmen is. tigress takes her down EASY

also that slam into the fence and how she just. collapses. she can't get up from it for a solid few seconds it hurts that bad and player desperately trying to know what's happening because last time he didn't check in she ended up in a ravine

tigress just waits for her to come and then takes her out with one really really effective uppercut to the jaw

she really is off her game she didn't protect the face

i adore how expressive they let her be here. it DOES hurt. it hurts BAD. and she can't do anything to prevent what tigress is about to do

the way all three of them go "OUGH" when they hit the floor

zack just sitting on tigress

carmen looks really unimpressed about that cat in the bag pun

also idk if its just carmen never expressing anything in her life or if she's just processing what the fuck just happened (and how she couldn't really do anything without collapsing in pain from something she would have bounced back from in a second at any other time and how that almost lead to what she believes would be her death at the hands of brunt) but the way she just stares at them

they CHAINED her up

tigress has gotten a cat joke from every single person she's told her codename to

i also love how tigress always corrects people on tiger vs. tigress when she responds to them. big trans energy dont fucking misgender her fursona

LITERALLY CRYING LAUGHING ITS SO FUNNY SHE JUST DOES IT TO BE AN ASSHOLE JHFSGHFKSAD

dont you know im still standing better than i ever did lookin like a true survivor feelin like a little kid

but anyway another place cs suffers from its rating. chief is the reason she's not DEAD and the script having to skirt around that with flowery language lessens the impact

oh wait a minute my bad. i take it back. he does get to say that she nearly froze to death thank god yes player go off king

looking at lettuce? the ancient greek sex symbol? julia you are so scandalous devineaux's having a dream about conspiracy theories and he accidently walked into julia's wet dream about carmen

thats a joke sjhdgjs okay getting back to what the dream is actually about i love that devineaux's perception of julia in his head is that she just shushes him and reminds him about the rules all the time

"a hat? in a corner grocery?" sir you're buying YARN in a corner grocery

look at that gay little julia devineaux's subconscious knows julia as only rule following and down bad for carmen

yeah chase is actually kind of. breaking the fourth wall a little in this dream? he's calling back to the lucky cat caper, which he was there for. but he's referencing the cat with the stamp in it, which had a coin slot in its head while the others didnt. he never saw those cats- he's heralding back to something CARMEN did. this is for the audience to connect and emulate how chase's thought process is working!

arent the canary islands on...the other side of africa?

i love how red drone flinches at the same time player does she's like a little guy she's part of the team she's real to me

we both know thats not why player

isnt the pen supposed to be the most secure method of communication ever or something

also can you imagine being shadowsan right then and realizing that. fuck. the person who carmen now owes somewhat of a debt to for saving her life and who is now an ally is the person who MURDERED CARMEN'S FATHER

"i'll be the one wearing red" okay how about directions

roundy using the birtish government liking to have control in africa as an excuse is the most realistic thing in this show

HAHA I JUST REALIZED THE QUEEN IS DEAD S3 FINALE IS GOING TO BE SOOO AWKWARD

i love how his glasses reflect green to show the change of sides its top tier classic cs color theory

chase should be able to get some sick days he does like 10 times the work of the poor old farts in there

DID I JUST HEAR A SEAGULL

CHASE'S SEAGULL SNEEZE IS SO FUNNY

he's literally so funny he could have done this call from anywhere else but im willing to bet that he completely forgot about work until he'd already rented the thing and was in it (and also had flown?? from france to the coast of africa???)

loving the smooth transition from the boat motor to the car motor

maam we have a car door for a reason you dont need to vault over the windshield

HAHAHA THE BACKUP IS FOUR COPS

the zoom on the timer as it counts down is fantastic

thats the second time zack has been knocked off the bed dskjfshfdsw

autistic zack agenda

brunt doesn't fit in the car lmfaooo

OH FUCK I FORGOT brunt didn't fly from the canary islands that's why she could get there so fast. my bad

chase is doing SO well just. a lITTLE too late

studies show that carmen will be attacked on trains 100% of the time

autistic zack agenda

what is chief sitting on im curious does she have a chair in her. hologram room or whatever

chief how scandy (im aware thats not what is usually means i think its funny though)

yeah you could see jules evvvvery dayyyyyyy

au where she enlists in acme and then gets shunted onto a treasures of knowledge timeline

man i love this part. she gets JUMPED

also how her eyes snap open as soon as she realizes brunt is there with her. she's ready to fight her, but as soon as brunt gets anywhere near her she is TERRIFIED

she flinches back, she stops struggling, all she can probably think about is last time. she doesn't go back to angry once brunt backs off a little. she's still fucking terrified. she knows she's not in the right state to fight TIGRESS- much less brunt. and brunt nearly killed her easily last time. if she decided to hurt her now, tied up and with like ten broken ribs, she'd be done for.

HERE WE GO SHITS GOING DOWN

who? its such a fucking. good question it takes her a second to realize. she's been told all her life by this woman that she's never had any family but vile, that she was abandoned. now brunt tells her that not only did she have a father but vile sent her new dad to kill him? and then he apparently stole her and brought her back and everyone lied to her for twenty years?? thats literally so fucked up she's so justified in going absolutely feral for the rest of the season

the anger in her voice as she starts to confront brunt about it and then the return of fear when brunt gets close to her again to gag her

"NO. DON'T LEAVE. NOT YET"

oh my god and then the episode closing on her writhing and screaming on the floor with her world turned upside down its so fucking good

the music btw also helps a TON its so sinister it gets your heart pumping ungh

okay i love this episode im so excited for the finale of the season!!!! how are we there already???

i cant believe zack and ivy didnt put carmen on lockdown after they checked on her and found her tied up and gagged screaming in the dark that had to suck

i wonder if there are any missing scene fics of that. them taking out the gag and the first words out of carmen's mouth are "shadowsan killed my father" can you fucking imagine what the fuck that sounds like a great read. give me fic recs if there are any like that out there

alright anyway what a top tier episode. in spirit stockholm, african ice, and deep dive are a three parter and the next episode is just the payoff to EVERYTHING im so excited. they seriously went so hard on s1 and s2 and by producing them basically together they are so fucking solid man i love it

alright- until (probably late) next week. bye yall!

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N in an Apocalypse

part two

pairings: jake sim x reader

summary: you were enjoying your time during your vacant period watching your long time crush at the library when the outbreak happened.

short background: before the outbreak happened, the spread of the infection happened when one of the student went to the science laboratory and got bitten by an infected animal.

THIS SERIES ARE INSPIRED BY THE SERIES: ALL OF US ARE DEAD.

warnings: blood, violence and everything about a zombie apocalypse.

word count: 8k

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It’s been hours and still the situation you’re in was the same. On top of the shelves is where you’re staying, trying to keep yourself from being bitten by these infected humans. Up until now, you’re still wondering what happened to them. This is very odd and a part of you still don’t want to believe that this is happening right now because these things only happens in books and movies. Atleast that’s what you thought...

“Hey, you alright?” Jake’s face came in your line of sight when he leaned closer to check on you. It’s been a while since you said a word and he noticed how you’re spacing out.

You pursed your lips and nodded your head at him, “I’m just wondering how did this happened.”

Jake’s eyes settled at yours before he sighed, “I think I have a clue where did it start.” he said and his eyes glanced at the infected students beneath the shelves before he looked back at you.

Your eyes grew a little out of surprised at what he just said. You untangled your arms from your knees and you held his arm, “You do? Where?” eager to know about what he know.

He swallows, “One of my classmates was missing yesterday after lunch and we thought she was just somewhere.” he started and you’re very attentive of what’s he’s going to say because you really think Jake have a clue where these are all came from.

“Our teacher was informed by her parents that she didn’t came home last night. She got worried especially when she didn’t go to school today as well.” he stopped talking and furrowed his brows.

“Or atleast we thought she didn’t come.”

You pursed your lips, unable to fully understand what he just said. You tilted your head over to the side, “What do you mean?”

Jake licked his lips and sighed before deciding to continue what he’s about to say, “While our homeroom teacher was about to start her lesson, she suddenly showed up in our class. Our classmate.” your brows furrowed worriedly when you saw the look on his face. He seemed really bothered... and scared.

“She walked inside with blood all over her.” Jake said and your eyes grew in terror. One of your hand flew over your mouth in surprised. You don’t even know what to say after what you just heard from him.

“We didn’t know exactly what happened to her but she said the science teacher locked her up.” he continued and your brows furrowed.

“Mr. Kang?” you sounded confused and surprised. Jake nodded his head at you and once again, you are out of words to say. You pursed your lips, trying to process what you just heard from him.

Yes, Mr. Kang might be weird sometimes but you didn’t take him to be someone who will do such a thing! The memory of those students talking at the cafeteria suddenly flashed back to your mind. They did talk about a girl bleeding so much in Jake’s class was taken to the hospital.

“So those were true...”

“What is?” Jake asked, curious.

You glanced at him, “Some students were talking about a girl in your class bleeding so much.”

Jake nodded, “She is bleeding so much and looked almost like them.” he stated and glanced over to the infected students.

“Just except with the white eyes.”

“Do you think she started the disease?” you asked. He pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders off. He has no clue as well because honestly, he didn’t thought things will turn out like this. They just thought the science teacher locked Hana up inside the science lab. They didn’t expect a break-out of infection will happen because of her.

“If she does spread this and she’s in the hospital...” you can’t even finish your own sentence and your eyes started to water.

Jake noticed it and panicked right away, he leaned in, “Hana was taken in the hospital. I’m sure by now they already know about the situation. They’ll know they need to send help here right away.” he tried comforting you and you nodded your head.

Jake smiled a little and moved some strands of your hair away from your face, “For the mean time, I will keep you safe.”

Your heart raced at what he said. You clearly glad you ended up with Jake because you doubt if you’ll survive all alone in that situation a while ago. If it isn’t because of him, you might have been one of them now.

You nodded your head, eyes staring at Jake’s eyes. “Thank you for keeping me safe.”

He smirked and caress your face for a short time, “My pleasure.” he said and glanced away. Your eyes caught his cheeks turned red and you can’t help but to wonder if you just really saw Jake Sim blushing.

Even before you can say something about it, your heads turned towards the shelves near you when one student screamed. With worry with your eyes, you looked at their way and saw two familiar boys climbing up the shelf. One of them took a hold of the girl on top of it and even use her as a bait so the infected that was after them will bite her instead.

Jake stood up right away, ready to take action if ever they try to do something bad again. One of the guy was looking at your way having that crazy smile plastered over his face. Your heart pounded in fear as Jake slowly block your view of them and tried to hide you from their vision.

“You cause this!” one of them shouted and even jumped over the next shelf to get close to where you are.

“Stop doing this. You’re out of your mind.” Jake said. Despite the situation, he’s staying calm and composed and honestly, you find it very endearing.

Jake held your arm and glanced at you to check how you’re doing. When he saw how terrified you look, he can’t help but to feel a little angry at them since he managed to already calm you down. Now, they made you scared once again and it’s pissing him off.

“Move to the other shelf for me baby.” he whispered over at you and you looked at him with worried eyes.

He flashed a small smile and quickly helped you to move shelves. He held your waist and assisted you before glancing at where the two boys were. They’re much closer now and your eyes grew as you watch them pushing those students that were in the shelves that they jumped on to get closer to you.

“I’ll give you a chance to stop this and just stay there.” Jake said in a very serious tone.

The guy that pushed you a while ago laughed hysterically and honestly scared you even more. He tilted his head and moved the side of his uniform only for you to see a bite mark over it.

“What’s the use? I’ve been bitten! I can feel it! I’ll slowly turn like them!” he said. Jake clenched his jaw and watch them carefully. They’re just two shelves away. He glanced at the girl that were on the shelves before them, she looks like she’s very scared after she saw what those two did to the students at the other shelves.

Jake extended his arm over her to help her move shelves while still watching at the two guys that are slowly making their way at his direction. After helping the girl, he stood up and ready himself to whatever is going to happen. You pursed your lips, scared and worried for Jake.

You saw another guy approached and he stood beside Jake. Seems like he’s a nice one since Jake nodded at him.

“You two need to stop! You don’t have to do this.” the guy tried to console and talk to them. As expected they didn’t listen, one of them even started to move weirdly and you clearly know why. He’s bitten and the virus must’ve been getting into his system now.

“Oh shit, they’re bitten.” he mumbles. Jake took a strong grip over the wood he’s holding while keeping his eyes over at the two boys, preparing himself if ever they tried to attack.

When the one went to attack Jake, he shield himself using the wood he was holding. He grunted because he’s way stronger than before. He can also see veins starting to appear to his neck, showing signs that he’s slowly turning. The other boy, started to attack the guy who helped him a while ago and he fight with him while Jake takes care of this one.

“My friend turned because of you! Those thing bit him!”

Jake groaned and pushed him off. “If you didn’t hurt y/n, we wouldn’t had a problem!”

The guy advanced again, attacking Jake. Jake managed to dodge him but he came rushing towards him once again. Jake laid his back as he tried to stop him again using the wood that he was holding. He pursed his lips, using all his force to keep the guy from biting him. He used his legs and pushed the guy down the shelf. Unfortunately, he used too much force causing him to fell off the shelf as well. He landed on top of the guy so it didn’t hurt that much.

Jake grunted in pain and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the guy’s eyes was white already. He already turned like them.

On the other hand, you screamed when you saw Jake fell. You stood up and quickly went to the other side of the shelf to look at Jake and saw him fighting with the guy he fell with. Your eyes grew when you saw that they’re slowly catching attention and so you quickly went to the other shelves, away from Jake to lure them out. It was somehow effective as some of them came your way.

Jake hit him with all his strength causing him to collapse on the ground. He took that opportunity to go try climbing over the shelf again. When he was already half way, he felt someone holding his feet and when he looked down, he saw the guy and he was trying to pull him down. Thankfully, his trousers are thick enough to keep him from getting scratched. He kicked the guy continuously and he groaned starting to feel tired.

After luring some of them over your side, you went to go help Jake. You tried getting some books from the shelves and hit the guy that was trying to reach over Jake.

You two were both catching your breaths when he managed to get at the top of the shelf once again. You pursed your lips, eyes slowly turning teary before you threw yourself at him to give him a hug. You got really scared.

“I thought I’d lose you!” you said, crying.

Jake was still heaving sighs but he raised his arm over you to caress your back, trying to calm you down. He placed a soft kiss at the side of your head, “I’m safe. Don’t worry, I’m not leaving you.” he said and you just kept on hugging him.

The other guy managed to push the other down the shelf as well and he gave Jake a nod before he went back to his girl. Jake closed his eyes and enjoyed your warmth, he got scared at there too thinking he’ll be bitten while he was down the shelves. All he can think of is that you’re up the shelves and you’ll be all alone if he’s bitten. Just by the thought of it made Jake’s heart crack right away. He wouldn’t want that.

He’s really thankful that this outbreak happened while you’re both inside the library because atleast now, you’re here with him. He’ll make sure you’ll be alright until help comes.

“I wonder where my friend is right now...” you uttered as you rest your head over Jake’s chest. Jake glanced at you before he caged you inside his embrace, making sure you feel secure.

“I’m sure she’s fine.”

You pouted and glanced at him, “Aren’t you worried of your friends?”

Now that you asked him, Jake suddenly thought of his friends and he’s sure they’ll be at the classroom right now. His friends are all athletic so he don’t really worry that much of them. They’ll be better at the classroom than be stucked on top of the shelves.

“I’m sure they’re alright. They’re probably looking after each other right now.” he was sure of it.

You nodded your head and went back on resting over his chest.

“Jake, are you sure about this?” you looked so worried as you watch him renewing his shoelaces.

He glanced at you for a while before flashing a smile at you. “We’ll be quick and we’ll make sure to be back soon.” he said and you just kept on watching his moves, unable to say anything more.

He and the other guy from a while ago decided that they will try to go see how’s the state of the school outside the library. Also to check if there’s any chance that you could guys move out since the library is slowly getting packed. A while ago, a shelf fell because a group of the infected was pushing over it too much. They’re afraid that they will knock down the shelves soon. You guys need to figure things out.

“If you saw that it’s dangerous. Don’t go further, okay? Go back right away.” you tried to remind him.

Jake smiled widely at you before he nodded his head, “Roger that, Ma’am. Wait for me, alright?” he said, saluting a little. You pouted at what he just said.

“As if I can go somewhere..”

He chuckled and even pinched your nose once, “I’ll be back even before you know it.” he said and stood up when he noticed that (random name) was ready.

They both headed over to the other side where a window was just above the aircondition. People can fit in there and so they thought they can squeeze themselves in to go check outside. Your eyes moved over to the person who just moved beside you. She’s the girlfriend of (random name), the guy who just went with Jake.

The moment Jake slid through outside, you can’t help but to worry so bad.

“You think they’ll be alright?” like you, the girl beside you sounded so worried as she ask the question. Of course, it’s not a surprise anymore because honestly, it’s really nerve wrecking. The library itself was very dangerous, what more if they go outside. You have no idea what’s waiting for them outside this place.

You turned at her and instead of showing what you really feel, you flashed her an assuring smile. “Yes, they'll be alright. Okay?”

You know to yourself that you are worried about a lot of things but you know that making her even more nervous won’t help the two of you. It’s just right that you two comforts one another while waiting for Jake and (random name) to come back.

Jake huffed the moment both of them went out from the library’s window. He roamed his eyes around trying to find something that they can put by the wall to serve as their stair to climb back up later.

“Here, help me push this.” he tried not to be so loud in order not to capture attention from biters that are probably lurking around them.

They managed to place this trash bin that are enough to handle their weights by the wall just to ready it incase they needed to go back right away.

The two of them then walked over towards the field staying low as possible. Jake gulped at the sight of many students scattered around their school field. Based on how they’re behaving and the bloods over their clothes, seems like they’re all infected. His heart dropped, feeling worried on how you guys can manage to go out of the school. For sure you’ll get their attention and it won’t be a good idea.

“Man they’re all gathered up.” (random name) commented just beside Jake. Like him, he seemed to be really worried at the number of students that were scattered over it.

“Going out of the schoolgate is not an option then.” Jake said and soon tried to stand up, checking if the coast is clear for him to look over places. When they saw it’s safe, Jake started to look over the left, which is the way towards the main entrance to their building. He clenched his jaw as his brows furrowed as he saw a lot of students by the entrance as well.

He went back on his previous position with a disappointed look at his face. When (random name) retreats, he saw the same reaction plastered over his face before he shook his head slowly at his direction. Seems like the way he checked has no chance as well.

“We should just go back. It’s not safe to stay here for too long.” Jake suggested but he saw that (random name) is not agreeing to him.

“We need to look for more route. We can’t stay there for long. Soon, those infected students inside the library will knock the shelves over.” he said. Jake sighed, he can clearly see how he’s panicking already. He understands him because he’s scared as well. He’s worried, scared and slowly starting to question if the government will send help any time soon.

Jake's guess is if the situation here is at this state, he assumes that it probably spreaded over the whole town. If Hana was really the one carrying the virus around, there’s a big chance that she had spread it through the hospital where she’d been taken. A virus like this is really hard to predict and so the doctor's are probably having a hard time figuring things out.

He was snapped back to reality when he saw (random name) climbing over something. Jake panicked and quickly went close to stop and help him get down. It’s very risky for him to do that since he might fell down or make a noise that will gather the biter’s attention. He held over one of his leg, catching his attention.

“What do you think are you doing?” he tried to lower his voice as much as possible but he also make sure that he can sense the panic over his tone.

(random name) glanced at him, “I’ll be just quick. You can look out for me for a while. If I don’t come back after 2 minutes, leave.” he said.

Jake tried to stop him from what he’s planning but he was too late, he lifted the leg that he was holding to leave and climb over the platform that will lead at a way up to the second floor of the building. He gulped, heart racing because of nervousness. He roamed his eyes around to check his surroundings if he caught attention while he was stopping (random name) from going up but thankfully, he didn’t. He’s still good.

After 2 minutes, he was still not back yet. Jake stood up and clenched his jaw before glancing over the window of the library that they came out to moments ago. He did said to leave but Jake’s just not the type of person who will just leave people behind.

“Fuck it.” he cursed lowly before climbing to where he just climbed over and decided to go and check for him.

He was about to walk further in when he saw (random name) running towards his direction, blood all over his body. He can see terror over his face as a bunch of biters were following him.

“Run! Run now!” he shouted at Jake when he saw him standing.

“Oh shit!” Jake cursed and started running back to where he came from. He can hear (random name) grunts but he still run fast to avoid being a hindrance towards him.

He easily climbed over and looked back to (random name) to encourage him to run faster. He noticed that the infected are a bit far from them so they have a chance to escape. But he’s surprised when (random name) stopped and quickly handed him something.

Jake looked at him with confused eyes, “I c-can’t go back...” he said and just then Jake realized that he was bitten when he saw a bite mark by his arm.

Jake blinked twice, tears started to form his eyes, “N-No...”

He smirked at him, tears were streaming down his eyes as he hand him his necklace, “Please make it back to the library and give this to (gf’s name). Tell her I love her so much and that I died fighting.” he said and Jake’s heart hurt just by hearing those words from him. A lot of thoughts already started clouding his mind.

“Jake! Go, now! I’ll hold them off!” he said and even nudged him.

He was still spacing out but the thought of your worried face suddenly flashed back through his mind. He gulped and wiped off that single tear that escaped his eyes. He jumped off and started to run back to the window. Before he climbed up, he glanced back to (random name) and the scene broked him. He was being bitten over and over again as he try holding them off by himself. When he noticed him glancing, he smiled and mouthed ‘Go’.

Jake shut his eyes tightly before he jumped up and make sure to kick the trash bin away from the window to keep some of the biters from following him inside. When he managed to get inside, he gasped and laid down.

“Jake!” he heard your voice so he quickly stood up and looked at your direction. He saw that you looked relieved at the sight of him but when he glanced at (gf’s name), her eyes were still plastered at the open window, waiting for his boyfriend.

“W-Wait, where’s (random name)?” she asked.

Jake gulped and slowly raised his hand that was holding the necklace he handed him. It still got blood because he was bitten and already got blood at his hands when he hand that to Jake.

She felt like her knees weaken and she sat back down, started to cry. You felt bad for her and started to get teary as well as you try to console her, comforting her that you’ll be just there for her.

“Are you cold?” you glanced over to Jake when he asked you that question. It’s been hours ever since he came back from going outside and you can really tell that it’s already dark. Still, no progress. No sign of help from somewhere.

It’s just you, Jake and (girl’s name). Speaking of, you turned your head at her direction and saw her at the same position. She still have her head hanging low while staring at his boyfriend’s necklace. She’s been like that ever since Jake handed that to her. Your heart breaks at the sight of her but you thought she needed some space by herself.

You were snapped back to reality when a coat was gently placed over your shoulder. It was Jake’s, the one he wrapped around your waist while you’re about to climb the shelf. You blushed a little and muttered a quick thank you that he just returned with a smile. He sat properly, near to you.

Now, the library calmed down a little, probably because it’s dark already making it a little harder for the infected to see through the dark. You’re a bit more comfortable and less afraid since the shelves stopped shaking too. Yes, you’re still really scared and worried but atleast you aren’t alone.

Just by thinking about this whole day makes you think like how a day can be this long. Today seems to be a whole year after the things that happened. You witnessed a lot of scenes that never in your life you imagined seeing. Even the way Jake was taking care of you was sureal! Up until now, even if he’s sat so close beside you holding your hand and caressing it using his thumb, you still can’t believe it’s true.

“Do you think she’ll be okay?” you suddenly asked while looking at (girl’s name). You’re seriously worried for her and tried to comfort her a while ago but she just smiled hopelessly. It broke you. To see her losing her smile together as she lose her boyfriend. You cannot blame her, he probably made her feel so safe and after knowing he died, she lost it.

Jake’s eyes moved from looking at you towards her. He pursed his lips and you saw how his eyes flashed sadness all over it. You sighed and slowly leaned your head over his shoulder, you caught him off-guard as you felt him stiffened. You blushed and thought you invaded his personal space so you were about to lift you head back up when he gently lean his head over yours.

“It’s not your fault.” you told him.

You may not able to see his expression but at the way his hand gripped over yours, you knew he needed to hear that. You two spent the next hours sat next to each other. You’re starting to feel hungry but didn’t even think of complaining. You knew you won’t have any choice. You have to endure this because you’re sure Jake’s probably starving as well. It’s already past dinner time and the last time you ate was lunch time.

“(girl’s name)?” you didn’t realized you had fallen asleep out of tiredness and hunger. When you opened your eyes a little, you saw (girl’s name)’s figure just a shelf away from where you were.

She was standing up while looking down the shelves. Your eyes grew big and you jolted up when you saw her jumped off the shelf.

“Oh my god, (girl’s name)!” you screamed that caught Jake’s attention who’s by the other shelves, trying to check if the surroundings are safe for the three of you.

He quickly went to you, “Why? What happened?” he asked very worried.

“S-She jumped off.” you said couldn’t fully process it.

The dark library made it even harder for Jake to skip over to shelves. With careful steps, he hoped and checked where she jumped. The first thing Jake saw was a bunch of biters crowding her. It was impossible for her to survive and so Jake can’t help but to curse lowly. He was still looking down as his hold over the shelf, tightened. He have mixed emotions and the disappointment was the one overpowering the others.

He sighed and tried hard to collect his thoughts and snapped back to reality. He glanced at your direction and as expected, you’re eyes are hopeful despite the big possibility that she wouldn’t make it. He slowly shook his head and your heart fell because of it. Jake quickly went back beside you to embrace you into a warm hug, comforting you.

Right now, it’s only just you and Jake. He’s the only one you can rely on and honestly, your fear is eating you all up making you really anxious about the situation. You’re really afraid that something might happen to Jake. You don’t know what you would do or what you will feel if that happens.

Your embrace to Jake tightens as you sniffed, heart breaking at the thought. Jake’s heart cracks too at the sound of your soft whimpers. He wanted to do something but he’s not quite sure how to fully comfort you. Instead, he decided to shush you lightly and cage you with his warm hugs.

You can’t remember how you managed to sleep that night, maybe because the way Jake embraced you made you feel assured. When you wake up, it was already bright all over the library. You can now see the biters clearly and it was not a wonderful view. Jake and you were trying to figure something out because you both are starting to feel hungry and the need to use a bathroom.

“Are you going to pee or...?” Jake awkwardly asked and you quickly blushed understanding his question.

“Just pee!” you said. He was clearly blushing as well as you can see his ears turns red.

He sighed out puffing his cheeks for a second, looking cute. “Okay, how about you pee right there as I turned around and promise not to look?” he asked and even pointed the last shelves by the far corner.

You frowned, “What? Do you expect me to pee at the shelves?” you asked, not believing what he just suggested.

He pursed his lips acting like there’s nothing wrong with what he heard and he even shrugged his shoulders off, “Yeah. You don’t have much of a choice.” he said and he was right. It was you who had been complaining about the need to use a bathroom.

You let out a sigh before you slowly made your way towards the said shelf. You reminded him not to peak and he promised you that he won’t. You trust Jake and besides, he isn’t the type that will do that.

After you both did your businesses, you were back at the shelves you’ve been staying. You grunted when you felt your stomachs growling, you are hungry.

“I’m hungry.” you said that out loud and of course, it caught Jake’s attention.

He already figured you’ll be starving and so he was already plotting something inside his mind. He remembered that the cafeteria is not far from here and if he could just— “Don’t even think about it.”

Jake was snapped back to reality when he heard you say those words. He blinked twice with an amused gazed at your way, “I can see through your thoughts, Jake Sim. No more leaving this place until help comes.” your tone sounded so final and firm. Jake finds it cute, really cute.

“But you said you’re hungry.” he said trying to argue it out.

You looked at him with a serious expression, “So? I’d rather die out of starvation than have you risk your life for food.”

“Or I can—” you stopped his words by reaching out over his hands. You stared at them, avoiding his eyes because you’re starting to blush so hard.

“Please, Jake. I can’t lose you too.” you uttered lowly enough for him to hear.

Jake’s heart skipped a beat before he gently scooted closer to give you a hug. You let him and just let yourself sink between his arms over his chest. “You won’t.” he said assuring you.

You are both enjoying the warmth of each other when you suddenly heard something. Your brows furrowed as you slowly pulled off the hug, Jake looked at you with curious eyes.

“What is it?” he asked curiously.

You pursed your lips, “Do you hear that?”

“Hear what?”

“Shush! Listen.” you exclaimed and Jake was left with no choice but to shut his mouth and listen carefully to whatever it is that you’re referring.

His brows furrowed at the sound of multiple footsteps coming from somewhere. It was a sound like as if some people are running over the hallways. The sound became more and more evident and soon Jake couldn’t believe what he’s seeing.

Right at the entrance of the library was, “Jungwon?” he uttered softly under his breath as he saw his friend. He seemed to blanked out at the sight of many biters inside the library.

“Why did he stop?! Ask him to get up the shelves!” you said and Jake quickly stood up to shout at his friend.

“Jungwon! Up the shelves!” jungwon’s eyes darted at Jake’s direction and he quickly went towards a big shelf to climb over it.

Jake jumped and crossed shelves to go and help his friend. He was right on time to save and keep him away from the zombies. Both of them sighed and tried catching their breaths. Jake tapped his friend’s shoulder, couldn’t really put into words how happy he is to know that he’s alright.

“I can’t believe you’re here.”

Jungwon smirked, “Me too, hyung.” the younger one said and quickly hang the baseball bat over his back before he fished the phone from his pocket.

Jake’s eyes sparkled at the sight of the gadget over his hand. Just by looking at his friend and the phone he was holding, he already patched things up and he just can’t believe it. Did Jungwon really went to the faculty to get a phone?

“Oh shit a phone.”

Jungwon fidgets over the phone as he tries to still catch his breath. “Are you alone, hyung?” he asked as he dialled the emergency number.

“No.” Jake answered and both of them turned their heads over to your direction. Jungwon furrowed his brows as he tries to make sure that what he’s seeing is right.

“Is that...?” he trailed and Jake knew what he was about to say right away. He blushed and quickly shut his friend up.

He cleared his throat, “Just make the call, dude.” he said obviously flustered. Jungwon nodded his head but a smirk was present over his lips as he press the call button.

Jake watch Jungwon’s reaction as he put the phone over his ears. When he saw how his brows furrowed hardly, he knew he didn’t get the response he wanted.

“Fuck! Is this normal? Emergency lines being unavailable?” he asked, frustration luring over his tone. Jake shook his head as his face turned serious.

“No. There’s seriously something going on.” he said because it’s true. It’s impossible for emergency lines to be unavailable at this time. Seems like the whole city must have been dealing with the same problem they have right now. Just by thinking of it, Jake’s starting to worry even more.

Jake sighed and looked at the younger one. He seemed to be really worried as well. Of course, Jungwon’s worried for sure. He often put other people first before him. Speaking of...

He stood up and looked over your way. He then reached out his hand signalling you to come over to them. You obliged and hopped the shelves accepting his hand. Jungwon was just silently watching the two of you as you both walked closer to him.

“Are you with the others?” Jake asked after he made sure you’re settled in.

Jungwon nodded his head, “They’re at the audio-visual room right now. Ni-ki and I went to the faculty to try get some phones. It’s pretty packed there.” Jungwon said and you now realize how their group of friends are just brave enough to do these stuff.

“Where’s Ni-ki then?” Jake asked. You felt one of his hand rested at the small of your back, caressing it.

“I’m sure he’s safe. He went through the window where we entered the faculty as I ran outside the hallway over here.” he explained.

Jake nodded, “How is everyone?”

“They’re good. Heeseung hyung is not with us tho.”

“Why? Where is hyung?”

“He went in a different direction since he will go get (hs’s y/n).”

Jake nodded his head. His girlfriend might have a practice that’s why they’re not together when the outbreak happened.

“How about our section? Did someone survived?” you couldn’t help yourself anymore to ask about your friends. You are slightly hoping that they’re okay.

Jungwon pursed his lips, “I’m not sure. We didn’t walked by your classroom.” he said and it made you sad even if you already expected it.

The three of you soon grew silent after that, minds blanked from thoughts as a sea of biters roam beneath you. After an hour, all you can hear inside the library was the sound of those infected was making and some books falling from time to time. Jungwon let out a groan while looking at the phone he was holding, a displeased expression reflects his face.

“Why?” Jake asked the younger one while he was busy making a spear from the broken mop that he found just near the shelves. You are right beside him, trying to help.

“Low battery.”

The infected did calmed down minutes after Jungwon arrived. Seems like they also calm down whenever they don’t see someone uninfected but bet they can smell them because some of them still try to crowd the shelves where they’re currently on.

Jake was still busy finishing his spear when he heard Jungwon talked, “Can you feel that, hyung?” he asked, brows furrowed.

“Feel what?” Jake asked, readying his now finished spear.

“The shelves are shaking.” he stated and even tried to look down. As expected, he saw a bunch of infected students crowding their shelves.

Jake grunted and stabbed one of them to push it off the shelves since it managed to climb almost half of it. He slowly eyed Jungwon who’s already looking at his direction, “We need to move.”

Jake agreed right away and nodded his head, “Okay.”

You looked surprised at what they just said. You stared at them with worried and hesitant eyes before you gently tugged Jake’s uniform.

“Shouldn’t we just wait for help?” you asked him trying to stop them from moving out of the library.

Your eyes shifted from Jake over to Jungwon who’s already tearing a part of his uniform to wrap it around his fist.

“If we wait for help, these shelves would be long knocked down even before they can arrive here.” he said and even fixed the magazines wrapped over his arm. You gulped and pursed your lips.

You know it too. You might be hopeful that help will arrive yesterday but right now, you already know that it’s not going to happe. That nobody will come and save you any time soon. It’s just...

“I’m scared.” you mumbled so lowly that slipped off from Jungwon but not to Jake. You felt Jake’s hand slowly slid over to your hands and held them tightly.

Your eyes looked at your hands and over to Jake who’s already smiling warmly at you. His face seemed peaceful despite the situation you’re currently dealing with. Despite the uniform filled with bloods, some scratches over his handsome faces and blood stains at his skin, he seems relaxed. Jake’s just like any of you guys. He’s scared and worried but he won’t let that overcome him, especially if he wants to protect you.

“Don’t be. I’ll be here for you.” he said and you smiled a little as well before nodding your head at him letting him know that you are with him.

Jake slowly pulled you closer and drop a kiss at your forehead. He then started telling both of you his plan. Jungwon and you listened carefully and he even tried to suggest some things between Jake’s plan to make sure you guys minimize the risks you’ll be taking. Right now, the whole library are packed with students that are infected. Base on Jungwon, the hallways before the library was completely clear. All they have to do is to press the button at the door of the library for it to close. It won’t hold the infected completely but will surely buy them some time.

Jungwon stood up and jumped over to the next shelf. “Careful, Jungwon.” Jake reminded the younger one and Jungwon just nodded before extending his hand at you.

You accepted it as you felt Jake’s hand assisting you by holding your waist as you move to the other shelf. When you managed to move, Jungwon moved to the next one before Jake follows. You need to be careful and not put too much weight on the shelves since they’re slowly losing it balance due to the number of biters crowding it. You guys repeated that process up until you arrived at the last shelf closest to the door. Jungwon kneeled as he observed the surroundings.

“There’s like four of them. We can go down using this shelf.” Jungwon said and pointed over to the one knocked down. It will serve as your stair to safely land your feet at the ground without injuring yourselves.

“Be as quick as possible.” he reminded before he took action himself.

Jungwon smoothly went down and managed to hit the four infected before he run towards the entrance of the library. When he managed to get outside, he glanced at your direction who just went down the shelf, Jake following behind you. He signalled both of you to hurry up and as you made it out, he quickly press the button that shut the door close even before the biters can make it over at you.

Jungwon noticed that the door won’t hold it for long and so you guys quickly left the scene in order to go to a safer place. Like how he said, the hallways are surprisingly empty as they all gathered at the corner part. You knew it was a close call since if you guys stayed here for long, there’s a big chance that they will end up see you too. Jungwon made the bold decision to climb over the main stairs.

It was risky and honestly made you very worried. You don’t know what’s waiting for you up there but you just put your trust in him. He has been in these hallways and for sure, he knows what he’s doing.

The position was, Jungwon’s the first one to go, leading you guys. You’re at the middle and Jake’s the one at the back, making sure none of those infected students will attack you from there.

“Where are we going exactly?” Jake asked his friend.

“At the music room. I’m sure it will be vacant.” he said and both of them just agreed to Jungwon.

You guys smoothly went over the first and second floor but when you arrived at the third floor, a bunch of them was at the near classroom by the stairs and so they quickly went over you guys the moment they saw you. Jungwon was fast enough to hold them back as Jake tried fighting some that was heading your way.

You are surprised and scared while watching the two of them fought those biters. As Jungwon managed to push them down the stairs, he told the two of you to go hurry upstairs. You didn’t have to be told twice as you run as fast as you can.

When you arrived at that floor, there are some of them too but it was fewer. You screamed when one came rushing towards you but Jake stabbed them and pushed them off. He glanced at your direction and asked if you’re okay. You answered yes and soon Jungwon followed behind.

You three hurried over to the music room and as they both fight the infected that were still going after you, you did them a favor and opened the door for the two of them.

The events were like blur for you as you slowly sat down by the floor, catching your breath. You have no idea how you guys managed to survive all of those infected people. It was like a nightmare. You thought, seeing them lurking around the library eating some of your schoolmates were terrifying but after being chased by them, you’re certain that it was scarier.

You were resting when you heard something from outside the window. To your surprise, it was a drone. Turns out their classmates were looking for Jungwon using it. Silently, you got surprised from that. Maybe their bond is really that strong for them to put so much trust on Jungwon.

“What should I do?” you asked curiously when you heard that their classmates are planning to go here after finding out that you guys were here.

Yes, they’ll be going here. It may sound very risky but up to this point, you couldn’t say anything anymore. You can’t even be more surprised. Right now, taking risks are just normal thing.

“Hey,” your eyes looked over Jake when he approached you. He kneeled down so he can see your face.

His uniform have more blood stains than before, probably from all those fighting on your way here. His hair were messy too. You smiled a little and extend your hand towards him to glide your fingers through his hair, fixing it. Jake pursed his lips, feeling the affection too much for him to handle.

“A-Are you okay? Any bruise?” he asked, checking you.

Your lips unconsciously turns into a pout as you check yourself for any bruise. Thankfully, they’re just small cuts from all the bumping from a while ago. None of them looked serious. After he made sure you feel okay, he settled down beside you.

“Thank you for looking after me.” you suddenly blurted out.

It was random but you wanted to tell him that a while ago. You’re honestly very thankful of him. Right from when the outbreak started up until now, he didn’t let anything bad happen to you. When in fact, he doesn’t even have to do it. He’s not really required to keep you safe but still, he did. You are really grateful of him.

Jake turned to face you as you say those words to him. You looked at him as well, staring to his warm expressive eyes. It was somehow communicating, like saying something to you. He sighed and reached out for your hand. He caress it softly using his thumb before he smiled.

“My pleasure. I will always keep you safe.” he said.

Your heart raced as something warmth creeped over it. You can’t explain what exactly that is that you felt. Happiness? Assurance? Safety? Probably all of them at once. Only him can make you feel so much emotions.

You two were drawned with each other and was busy staring at the eyes of one another when suddenly, Jungwon heard a commotion from somewhere. He figures it’s their classmates and so he slowly opened the door to the music room to look over the door.

Jake looked over his shoulder to look at his friend, “Is it them?” he asked, hopeful. Jungwon turned at your direction and nodded before storming out to go and help.

Jake gave your hand a little squeeze, “Wait here.” he said and swiftly leaned in to give you a soft kiss by the cheeks before following Jungwon outside.

It surprised you but you were quick to pull yourself together. You stood up and went over by the door. When you looked over it, you saw some of their classmates fighting the infected that were attacking them.

You saw Jungwon carrying a girl over his back towards the room so you made way for them. He gently placed her on a chair as a girl sat beside them two. She said something to Jungwon before he rushed to go back and help the others.

Even before you know it, a bunch of students entered the room where you’re in. They’re pretty familiar since they’re probably your schoolmates. You sat down at one of the chairs as you watch how they catch their breath while one of them secured the door.

“Where are the others?” one of them asked the moment they finally managed to calm their breaths.

Jake slowly made his way close to you. You saw how Jungwon lowered his head, “I’m sorry. Mrs. Kim got into a different direction together with Sunoo hyung and the others.” he said tone sounding so low.

Everyone was silent after knowing that some of their classmates were in different places and after they lost another one of them. They assured Jungwon that Jay and the other’s are probably in a safe place and that they’ll aim to go to the rooftop as well because that’s their initial plan.

Jake sat down beside you and even opened his arms for you to lean in. With pursed lips you lean over him and watch how his bestfriend, Sunghoon, pulls another girl over to the chair just beside you.

“Did you get any bruise?” you heard Sunghoon asked her in a very concerned voice.

The girl pouted at him, “I told you I’m fine. How about you? Come here.” she said and even cupped Sunghoon’s face to pull him closer. She checked him very strictly and you saw how Sunghoon’s smile grew.

“I’m totally fine. You’re the one I’m worried about.” he muttered and stared at her face.

You blushed just by watching them so you teared your gaze away when you felt Jake’s gently caressing you. “You’re surely tired. Go get some nap before we go to the rooftop.” he whispered.

You glanced at his eyes before nodding your head and deciding to follow his instructions. Even before you drift to the dreamland, you felt a soft kiss dropped over your head.

“I’ll be just here.”

“Be sure to stay as close to me as possible, alright?” Jake asked you as you ready yourself for your plan to escape the music room then head towards the rooftop.

It was all prepared. You guys gathered almost everything you can use to divide the room into two parts. One part was for the infected and the other part for you guys to stay for a while as you wait to clear the path.

You nodded your head at him and he nodded with a comforting smile. It’s scaring you, of course. You’ll be outside of a room once again and you know if there’s any place that is not safe, it would be out on those hallways.

“Now!” you felt Jake’s hold over you tightens as you go outside.

Surprisingly there were less of them and even if you struggled to go your way towards the rooftop, it was a lot easier since you’ve gathered a lot of them inside the music room.

“Go first, baby.” Jake instructed and even held the rooftop’s door for you.

Even if you’re confused and worried you followed as he say. You watch him help some more of them to get inside as a lot of zombies were running after them.

You are trying to catch your breath when suddenly, (jw’s y/n) were starting to argue with another girl. You did saw her stumbling down a while ago and the girl with Sunghoon went to help her. You don’t know what happened next since Jake already pulled you and put you to safety.

You gasped lightly when you saw how the girl pushed (jw’s y/n). She was about to push her again but Jungwon arrived just in time to shields her. “What’s happening here?” he asked in a serious tone.

Jake stood in front of you as he held over your hand.

“She was blaming me about what happened to (sh’s y/n)!” the girl said.

Just in time, Sunghoon arrived as well.

“What happened to (sh’s y/n)? Where is she?” he asked and face automatically reflected worry when he noticed her absence.

Your heart ache for her when you heard that two of their classmates planned to left her out of there. It was very awful of them to do. You can’t even explain the anger over Sunghoon’s face.

Jake lets go of your hand when he came rushing towards his friend to stop him from punching their classmates face. He was raging mad and honestly, you can’t blame him. You’re in the middle of a zombie apocalypse and they still left her. They were heartless.

Sunghoon left the rooftop through the fire exit they used a while ago. His friends tried to stop him but he didn’t let them.

You’re all silent when he left and just waited for help to come. You’re sitting at one corner and Jake was beside you.

You can see that he’s very worried of his friend. After a sigh you reached over his hand and stared at it while you fidget over his pretty fingers.

“You know when you helped me with my tray yesterday, I almost thought it was a dream.” you started.

Not even once have you thought that you’ll be able to tell Sim Jaeyun what you really feel. You’re always so shy to even approach him but you figured there’s no point of hiding it. After all the things that happened, being shy to confess should be the least of your concern.

“Why?” Jake asked heart thumbling. He licked his lower lip and as he saw how your cheeks turned red, he bit his lower lip sucking them a bit.

“Because I like you for a year now.”

Jake was silent. He was lost of words to say and it seems like his brain just stopped from functioning. He was just mindlessly staring at you. On the other hand, you almost felt something inside you had been lifted after that confession. You looked at him and when you saw his expression, you couldn’t really tell what’s up.

“No... you’re kidding.” finally, he talked.

His words made you furrow your brows.

“I’m serious!”

A smirk plays through his pretty lips and you can’t help but to glance at it as it kept on catching your attention. They’re just really pretty. You pursed your lips and was about to say something again when you’re met with Jake kissing you on the lips.

Your eyes grew for a while and when he pulls away, he giggled at your cute surprised expression. He pinched your cheeks and leaned again to give you a kiss at the cheeks.

“I’ve liked you for a while too. How come none of us made a move?” he asked couldn’t believe it at all.

Your mouth was gapped a little at the sudden revelation. Was it true? There’s no way Jake Sim just admits his feelings for you.

“You’re kidding.” now, you’re the one who’s in doubt.

He giggled before leaning in, “No baby. I really like you.”

You smiled, blushing hard. You stared at his loving eyes before leaning slowly to give him a light kiss. He cupped your face and tried to deepen the kiss but it was interrupted when you heard a faint sound of a helicopter not far from you.

“Finally!” one of their classmates chanted.

You two stood up and looked at the helicopter that was approaching with big smiles over your lips. Jake glanced at you before saying, “We’re saved, baby.”

“Thank you for taking care of me.” you said sincerely.

Jake smiled and pulled you closer kissing you on your forehead, “Anything for my girl.”

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A Cervitaur’s Greatest Adversary [Cookie Run Fanfiction]

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Requested by: @rowanthepinetree

Rating: Teen and Up

Pairing: Earl Grey Cookie / Fig Cookie

No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Earl Grey and Fig are going to visit Earl Grey's sibling, Roguefort. However, their only mode of transportation is Earl Grey's car, which proves to be a problem for a certain deer-legged cookie...

[side note: this is going to be the last cookie run fic i will post on this blog! for now on, all of my cookie run fics as well as requests will go to my writing blog, @every-book-and-cranny so please check it out if you’re interested!]

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Author’s Note: HIIIII so this was a request made by my friend, Rowan! It's sort of a thank-you for a gift that *he* gave me a few weeks back! (Thank you again for that, Rowan, btw!) I'm sorry once again this is so late.

Also!!! Rowan helped me out with writing Fig's accent so props to him for that too! I'm sorry if I still made some mistakes though, this is my first time writing Fig.

The ending to this oneshot is piss-poor even by my standards. I am very sorry for that. I was trying to do one of those clever, funny one-liner endings but it just did not work out :( Also I think I made it a little more angsty than what was originally intended djdkd but it's still mostly lighthearted! (I always say I prefer fluff over angst and then I usually add more angst than necessary...I guess I like a good mix of both more shjkd)

Anyways, I hope you enjoy, despite how short it is!

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Fig, for all of their life, always had just walked everywhere. There were a couple of reasons for this. One, they loved nature and the entire world as a whole, so they had a tendency to pause every so often to observe the sights around them as they trekked to their destination—something that was significantly harder to do in a car. Also, the thought of all the pollution-ridden smoke that emitted constantly from a car to harm the trees, the animals, the air, was enough to make them cringe. Two, it was the most convenient mode of transportation for them, what with…let’s just say the way their body was shaped.

…This latter reason was why Fig, as they stood before their boyfriend Earl Grey’s car, grimaced. Poor Earl Grey, he held the door open for Fig innocently enough—Fig wasn’t sure if it had even slipped through his mind that his car wasn’t exactly accommodated for them very well at all.

“Um…my love?” Fig gently called out to their partner.

“What’s wrong, Fig? Why do you have that look on your face?” Earl Grey asked, scrunching his brows, obviously still not understanding. Oh, Earl Grey…Fig loved him dearly.

“Well…tha thing is…I don’t think I’m gunna be able to fit in ya car,” they said awkwardly, gesturing toward their legs.

Earl Grey finally started to understand, and his mouth dropped slightly as he began to understand. “...Oh.” He huffed a bit, but then a grin crossed his face. “Well, I mean, we can still try!”

Fig involuntarily jumped a bit at this. “Wh—ya sure that's a good idea?!”

“Well, I don’t know about a good idea, per se,” Earl Grey began, “but I think we can manage it, if that’s what you mean. I’ve had to strap two defiant twins into car seats before—on a time limit, no less.” He chuckled a bit at this. “I think I can manage to fit you in here.”

Fig sighed and thought it over. They were going to visit Earl Grey’s sibling, Roguefort, and they by no means lived close by, so they couldn’t just walk there, as Fig would have preferred. Earl Grey was looking forward to seeing his sibling very much—and Fig was of course excited to see their friend, as well.

So, Fig decided they would try, for their boyfriend.

“Alright, let’s give it a try, my love,” Fig finally replied with a smile.

Earl Grey smiled back, holding the door open wider (he’d part-way closed it after hearing Fig speak).

Gingerly, Fig started to trot toward the car, dreading the inevitable even more as they got closer to the vehicle. They started to climb in—arms first, of course. Alright, Alright. This is fine, Fig tried to repeat over and over again in their head.

Then, they tried to put their hind legs in, and that’s when all hell broke loose, so to speak. First of all, they ended up tripping, bumping their chin onto the soft backseat of Earl Grey’s car. Luckily, Earl Grey dashed right up to help them back again, brushing them off (even though they hadn’t gotten dirty nor very hurt at all). “That’s okay, try again,” he gently encouraged.

Just wanting to get in, Fig tried again, and ended up tripping again. Earl Grey helped again, as well. “Dear, try to go in a bit slower,” he advised. “It’s okay, it’s no rush. I’m right here.”

Earl Grey’s voice was so soothing and reassuring, but Fig still felt highly embarrassed. Their already pink face flushed a bright red and they pursed their lips tightly.

“Do you want me to help you up, maybe?” Earl Grey offered. “Would that help?”

Fig thought for a moment and nodded. “Ya,” they answered. “Thank ya, my love.”

Earl Grey went up behind Fig and carefully took a hold of their hind legs, slowly hoisting them up. As Fig sank deeper into the car, they felt their chest move forward quickly and their eyes widened. However, as soon as their entire body seemed to be in, they felt their hind legs hit the side of the car. Earl Grey made a small ‘mmm’ sound and tried harder to push Fig in; at one point he accidentally bumped Fig’s knees against the side of the car, making the cookie yelp a bit.

“Oh!” Earl Grey cried out. “I’m so sorry!”

Fig sighed a little. “It’s fine, my love.”

“Fig, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” Earl Grey asked, genuine concern in his voice.

“No, it’s just...” Fig began, their voice sad. “I’m sorry ya have to date some kinda an’mal like me.”

Earl Grey grew distraught at this, and his face and heart both sank as he realized what his partner had meant. “Darling, what? No, I don’t think you’re some kind of animal, of course not,” he answered seriously, placing his hand on Fig’s shoulder.

“But, you ‘ave to try to push me in ya car like I am one,” Fig replied, their voice shaking up and down, almost as if they were trying to sing a melancholy song. It struck Earl Grey then that he’d never even heard Fig’s ‘sad’ voice. Fig was always so cheery and happy…it hurt Earl Grey deeply to see his partner so upset, so unlike their normal self.

“Fig…that doesn’t make you any less of a cookie,” Earl Grey told them, both his hands on their shoulders now, “nor any less of my partner.” He leaned down to kiss Fig on the lips. “I love you so much. If this is frustrating you, or making you feel upset, we can find an alternate solution. No problems.”

Fig looked back at Earl Grey, hope and admiration in their eyes. “Really, love?”

“Of course.”

Fig smiled for the first time since laying their eyes on that vehicle, their adorable dimples showing. They leaned in to kiss Earl Grey one more time, which the blond gladly accepted.

“I’m glad ya don’ think badly of me,” Fig commented. “That's really what I was w’rried about. I ‘ave to admit, it was a bit funny to try to push me in,” they finished with a giggle.

Earl Grey chuckled too and flexed his arm a bit. “That was my workout for today, that’s for sure.”

The two shared a laugh, and later in the day, they went to rent out a limousine.

#cookie run #earl grey cookie x fig cookie #earlfig #earl grey cookie #fig cookie

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jingerhead · 3 years

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For 100-follower-day prompts: Neil trying to explain the differences between beefy twinyards to the other foxes (or, alternatively, trying to explain how he tells the difference WITHOUT mentioning the beefiness 👀)? Love your stuff btw, thanks for all you do!

Now this is quality content, thank you so much, lovely!! Here's a short:

They were trying to trick him again.

Neil and Kevin had gone to the court for some early practice before actual practice, and now Neil was paying the price for not traveling with Andrew. He and Aaron had dressed in baggy black sweatshirts, thick sweatpants, and only wore socks on their feet. Andrew had removed his earrings and Aaron had styled his hair like Andrew's. The rest of the Foxes were sitting in the lounge, smirking amongst themselves and snickering once in a while, no doubt at whatever face Neil currently had on his face.

"You guys..." he huffed. There had to be a bet of some kind, and a good one, too. The only reason Andrew and Aaron went along with bets were if the prize was worth it.

"Go on, Neil," Allison said cheerfully. She was the organizer, no doubt.

"This isn't funny," Neil said lowly. "And it's getting old."

"You only say that because you lost last time," Matt replied with a loud laugh.

Neil didn't loose last time, because there was no bet last time. Last time, Andrew was being a dick, and Neil had been feeling sick and miserable. Aaron shouldn't have walked into their dorm that day if he didn't want to get mistaken for his brother.

"Just guess, Neil," Allison said.

He considered leaving just to spite everyone, but at the same time, he did want to make up for last time. While the twins were identical, there would always be differences. They both had broad shoulders, but Andrew had bigger biceps because of the position he played, having to hold his heavy racket and working out specifically to build that strength. Aaron had more muscle in his legs, giving him larger calves, but not larger thighs. Unfortunately, with them dressed like this, it was nearly impossible to see those differences.

"Want to walk us through your thought process?" Dan asked with a teasing note to her voice.

Neil really didn't, but that did give him an idea. "Faces," Neil decided to go with. "Aaron scowls too deeply."

There was no reaction. Shit, he was getting better.

"So you know?" Allison asked. Kevin apparently decided he was done with the team's bullshit and left for the locker room.

"Sure," Neil said uneasily. The unfortunate part here was that Aaron had clearly been practicing - or maybe Andrew gave him lessons on how to school his expression perfectly - because he couldn't pick out the little differences from this distance. "I just need another look."

"What're you looking for?" Matt questioned.

There was no way he was going to explain that he could tell them apart if he could get a good look at their biceps. "Trying to see which one styled their hair and which one didn't," Neil quickly lied after he got a few steps closer.

Still nothing. Both twins had their arms hanging at their sides, which didn't give Neil a good look at how the fabric shaped against their arms. The black of the sweatshirts didn't help, either. Neil didn't know yet.

That was fine. It was fine.

The team was clearly getting impatient. "Figure it out, buddy?" Matt asked. He looked worried, like if Neil got it wrong he'd die or something.

"Just need to check one last thing," Neil replied, walking around the twins until he was looking at their backs.

"What's the last thing?" Dan asked.

Neil's gaze traveled down the twins' clothed backs until he could take a look at each ass. There was some things they'd never be able to hide, it would seem. Neil had spent hours in the weight room watching Andrew do backsquats. It had helped build his thighs, but it also shaped his ass.

Aaron doesn't do backsquats. Neil was not going to tell anyone this.

"Aaron's shorter," Neil said, cupping his chin like he was observing something interesting.

Somehow, neither one of them reacted. Neil had no doubt it was taking everything in Aaron's short body to keep his composure. Behind him, the upperclassmen had begun to laugh loudly, but all that mattered to Neil was that they didn't realize what he'd really been looking at.

"Aaron," Neil said, pointing to the twin on the left. "Andrew," he added, pointing to the twin on the right.

"That's bullshit!" Aaron immediately yelled, turning around and glaring at Neil. "We're the same height!"

"Hmm, you might want to get that checked," Neil said, allowing a smirk to quirk his lips.

There were a few groans from the couch. Matt was telling someone to pay up, and Aaron walked towards them to hand over whatever money he owned. Andrew didn't move, but he motioned for Neil to step closer. Neil went, finally able to pick out the larger build on Andrew's body now that he was so close.

"As great as that was," Andrew began, "you do know that me and Aaron are the same height."

It was a statement, not a question. "Yes," Neil responded.

"Tell me how," Andrew demanded.

Neil was still smirking. He wasn't going to say anything - not yet, anyway. He was going to gloat in his victory for a while, first. "There's just some things you can't hide," he whispered instead.

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hotch-stufff · 3 years

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hiii 47 and 7 for angst hotch

i love ur writing btw <3

Drunk

gif by hoe-tchner

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Warnings!: mentions of abuse, stalking, and death, past abusive relationships, normal criminal minds things, angst, crying, pining, but a fluffy ending

Promtps: Angst #7 "Are you drunk?", Angst #47 "You flinched"

Author's Note: Thank you so much <3, hope you enjoy reading!!

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In hindsight, it probably wasn’ the best idea to get drunk at a bar. Especially alone. But you weren’t exactly thinking straight when you had stepped off the jet after a long case. And it had been a LONG case. Nearly a week of going through the same evidence over and over again scouring for a lead. Finally finding a lead, and coming to a dead end.

The eventual lead that you did catch, led to the unsub already standing over her next victim’s body. At least you got a full confession. But you had been the one that had found the unsub. If that wasn’t enough, this case had already been hitting way too close to home.

A woman was murdering victims of domestic abuse to “save them” because her mom was never “saved” from her father’s abuse. She had grown up watching it. Her victims had all had y/h/c hair, with y/e/c eyes. The same height as you, same style, just overall very similar. The only difference the team saw had been that you were never abused. At least that was what your file had said.

You had been able to keep it on the low for as long as you had been at the BAU. But you were terrified one of them would figure it out. That you would flinch at the wrong time, or you would do something to give it away.

You had gotten lucky and no one seemed suspicious. You ended up hiding in the back of the jet, curled up. No one bothered you. They all assumed that the case had just hit you harder. The one thing you hadn’t known though was that Hotch had been keeping a very close eye on you.

You two had become close, and would often hang out at each other's apartments. Spending tjme just talking about nothing and everything for hours. He had quickly become one of your best friends. You always went to him when you were upset.

But tonight, you just needed to get away.

Which is how you found yourself in this bar, downing your fifth drink. In the back of your mind, you knew that you wouldn't be able to drive home, or even walk without tripping over your own feet. You needed to call someone, and your drunk self called Hotch. While the phone rang you checked the time. 3 am. He was going to kill you.

“Hotchner.” You giggled drunkenly at his formal response.

“Why so serious bossman?” He recognized your voice immediately.

“Y/n? Are you okay?”

“M’great. Havin a blast.” You slurred.

“Are you drunk?” He asked and you giggled again.

“Mayyybe.” You slurred, concerning Hotch even more.

"Where are you?”

“Mabel's I think. But let me tell you. I think you need to come get me because there is no way m’drivin home.” He huffed as you heard noise coming from the phone.

“I'm on my way, stay there!” But you hung up. You were so excited to see him. Truth was you had definitely developed a crush for the man. Telling him that was going to be difficult, mainly because of your past, but also because he was your boss, and about 12 years older than you.

You waited for about 10 minutes before you heard the door ring as it opened and Hotch ran inside, frantically searching around. He found you and was quickly at your side.

“Y/n, are you okay?” You nodded sleepily. You always did get sleepy after your sixth drink. He gave you a concerned glance before reaching for your arm. You flinched slightly, but Hotch didn’t say anything about it. He picked you up because there was no way that you could walk, and carried you out to his car.

“You’re staying with me tonight.” He had said once on the road. You lazily watched out the window as buildings went by.

“M’kay.” You mumbled. Hotch sent you another concerned glance. Something was wrong, but he couldn't quite figure out what. Usually when a case hit you hard, you would spend the night talking with him. He had been surprised when you hadn't shown up at his apartment. Even more shocked when you had called him drunk. He cared about you and it hurt him to see you like this.

Soon he found himself pulling into his driveway. He parked and quickly ran to your side of the car to help you out. He opened your door, and reached his hand over to unbuckle you when suddenly you shifted back. Your arms came up as if to block a blow and a whimper escaped your lips.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again. I promise!” You let out, sounding much more sober now. Hotch stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

“Y/n, it’s me, can you hear me, its Aaron?” You moved your arms from your face, peeking out wide eyed. You pulled your arms the rest of the way down.

“Sorry Hotch. That was just, um, that w-was-” But he cut you off.

“You flinched.” He paused looking at the tears in your eyes, realizing that he needed to get you inside before you broke down in the car. “C’mon, let's go inside.” You bowed your head and nodded.

“Okay.” You said softly. He helped you out of his car slowly, and walked you up to his apartment. Once there, you plopped on his couch, sobering up for the conversation you knew was going to happen. He walked in the room, a glass of water in hand. He handed it to you, sitting next to you. he waited a few moments before beginning the inevitable conversation.

“Y/n, why did you flinch?” He asked hesitantly. He didn't want to push you, but he was concerned and he wanted to know. So you told him. Every detail, every heartbreaking moment. The bruises, the scars, the hospital trips. Everything. The reports, the disbelief, the arrest, the divorce. Then the even worse parts. The escape, the stalking, the attack, the death. Every little thing. You could feel the tears falling down your face as you spoke about your ex-husband.

Hotch sat as he watched the beautiful woman sitting in front of him break down. He didn't know any of this, none of it was in your file. He knew that Strauss had to know though, because you never would have been accepted without background checks and psych evals.

His heart broke a little more every time you shared another detail. On one side it felt so nice to get it off your chest. On the other hand, it was weird opening up to Hotch like this. He was seeing so much more of you than you had ever allowed anyone since your husband. He sat in silence once you finished speaking.

“Y/n. I'm so sorry. You never should have had to go through that.” And the tears came even faster, until they were silent sobs. Hotch, well he was more Aaron in that moment, brought you into his arms holding you tight, bringing you a comfort you hadn’t felt in a long time. “Shh, shh. It’s okay. I’m right here. It’s okay to cry.”He silently whispered into your hair. You looked up at him then, sighing softly at the beautiful man before you.

“Thank you Aaron.” He loved the way his name sounded coming from your lips. But before he could tell you, he looked down to find you asleep in his arms. And that's how he stayed until morning.

* * *

The next morning you awoke to a strange bed, with strange sheets, in a strange room. But one sniff and all you could smell was Hotch’s cologne. You soon recognized that there was a warm body behind your own, an arm wrapped around your middle.

You almost didn't remember what happened last night, but once you did, you began to panic. What if he hated you? What if he was disgusted by you? He probably had just pitied you.

He must have felt you shift, because he was waking up. His arm tightened around you, and he leaned up looking you in the eyes. He saw your panic and was alert rather quickly for someone who had just woken up.

“What’s wrong?” He asked quickly, eyes scanning you frantically.

“You must be disgusted with me.” You paused taking a deep breath. “I'm sorry Hotch. I ruined your night and then cried all over you with my pathetic life story. And you probably just pitied me. I'm sorry.” He shook his head.

“Y/n, look at me.” You looked into his eyes. “I am and never will be disgusted by you. I am amazed by you. You are so strong and beautiful and you never deserved a thing that disgusting man did to you. I don’t pity you, not at all. All of this has just made me fall more in love with you than I already was.” You looked at him wide eyed.

“You love me?” He leaned a little closer.

“Of course I do. It's impossible not to.” You dared closer still as he moved a piece of hair from your face. The loving gesture warming your heart.

“Thank you. For everything. I love you too Aaron.” And he sealed your lips. It was intimate and explosive at the same time. And in the most cliche way, fireworks exploded as you kissed him.

You moved together passionately. Your noses bumped ever so slightly as he kissed you deeper than you had ever been kissed. He was an amazing kisser, to say the least. He broke away a moment later, smiling down at you.

“Give me a chance to show you what real love is, what it's supposed to be.” You nodded.

“Of course Aaron.” And you kissed him again, sliding your hands around his neck into his hair. It was the happiest you had been in a very long time.

So in hindsight, maybe getting drunk wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

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teklarn · 3 years

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𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓸𝓸, 𝓲𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾

character(s): izuku midoriya x gn!reader (x katsuki bakugou)

a/n: gosh i love angst (quick note!! i edit to the best of my ability, however it’s easy to miss things, and i type 100 words per minute, so im sorry if i miss some things!) this ain’t a poly relationship btw, i don’t feel like i could write that well (no shame to people who do!! personally i feel like i would butcher it)

reblogs are greatly appreciated!

based off the song: it’s my party by lesley gore

summary: y/n realizes going to katsuki bakugou’s wedding was a mistake

genre: angst all the way shawties

warnings: light cursing, heartbreak, alcohol, one-sided pining (reader), aged up/pro-hero au, sad reminiscing bc ahaha bakugou made us sad :’) and a crap load of references to the song, friend zoning (eesh)

word count: 2,566

ik yall are waiting for a part 2 of brutal and part 3 of you’re not my boyfriend but this idea just struck i had to get it down pls

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“let’s raise a toast to our finest lovebirds, my best friend and his wife, katsuki bakugou and ochaco uraraka!” kirishima took a sip of champagne.

you lifted your beverage in unison with the others seated at your table but did not drink. you blinked down at the fizzing beverage.

“we wish you all the best,” kirishima said. “you and your best buds have no doubt you two’ll be known as some of the most indestructible symbols of peace.”

another wave of applause passed among the crowd. the last toast was finished and the music resumed. your entire table left you sitting. it wasn’t like you knew anyone here, anyways. nobody except for the few classmates bakugou was still in touch with.

those people consisted of izuku midoriya, who was sitting at the table across from you, as well as across the dance floor.

the lights twinkled up again, red, blue, and green flashing along the floor.

you couldn’t deny it. bakugou in a red suit, uraraka in a wedding dress fell just above her knees, a red bow tied around her waist. you did not doubt that if you were to be sold as a healthy person on the black market, that dress would still be worth more than you.

the only comfort you had was midoriya, who had greeted you when you came in, but the two of you had exchanged no further words. but he looked equally as miserable as you.

uraraka and bakugou were perfect together. they looked happy. and you were happy to see bakugou happy. happy to see uraraka happy with him.

bakugou dipped his newlywed wife to the beat of the music. her back arched perfectly into his large hands.

what hurts the most was that, while you wished it was you instead of her on that dance floor, you knew it wouldn’t work out.

not that you and bakugou wouldn’t have worked out. the two of you were a perfect couple!

what hurts the most was that it was a wish, and in every near universe, you still didn’t have that ring.

uravity and dynamight simply looked...happier.

you stormed out, shaking. why was your katsuki kissing her? holding her when it should have been you?

deep down, you knew you had no right. you and bakugou were barely a couple. throughout his years at yuuei, he’d calmed down immensely. so much that he could strike up a conversation with nearly everyone. as it turns out, introverted katsuki bakugou was a shameless flirt.

the two of you exchanged flitting glances from time to time, but it was never anything serious. at least to him, it wasn’t.

you knew he’d never taken the flirting seriously, and you also knew about his aching feelings for uraraka. how he covered his mouth whenever she walked by. how his voice raised just a bit, and how soft his eyes got.

you shouldn’t have been surprised. he never even hinted that he might have had romantic feelings for you.

the entire room erupted with applause as he kissed her. the katsuki bakugou, kissing someone? pfft, only in dreams.

for some, the dream would be good. like uraraka, who had shamelessly kissed him back.

for you, it was a complete nightmare.

the blaring music, the lights, the balloons, the ‘happy graduation class of 1-A!’

you drowned it all out. you curled your knees to your chest. you had no right to be hurt. not at all. they were his emotions. you had no control over them.

loneliness clouded over you. your chest screamed with longing. a longing to be held. be wanted by him.

you were alone. nobody was coming to comfort you. nobody was-

the door opened, clicking shut just as quickly. someone sniffled.

your eyes flicked up from your knees.

“y/n? i...i’m sorry, i had no idea anyone was out here...i can leave...”

“it’s alright, izuku.”

izuku took a swig from a bottle containing something much heavier than champagne.

that same tug in your chest came about. you were tired of seeing the billboards, the magazines. tired of seeing the unquestionably perfect relationship, perfect love bloom right before you.

dynamight and uravity this! dynamight and uravity that!

the music was loud enough, the lights were busy enough, and the people were ignorant enough to neglect your crying figure.

this was supposed to be my party. he loved me first.

“you okay?” you asked, swiping your nose.

izuku looked back at the graduation party. “no, y/n. i’m not.”

“then we’re both absolute shit.” you let him help you up. “why’re you crying?”

“just...just uraraka.”

“for me it’s just bakugou.”

just as bakugou had calmed down during his years at yuuei, izuku had earned a sense of sarcasm. “are they just oblivious or stupid?”

“goodness, izuku,” you joked, pressing a hand to your shuddering chest. “calling uraraka stupid?”

he gave you a sad side-smile. you listened in silence as the upbeat music played on.

“i guess we’re the stupid ones.” he sighed, chest heaving a little.

“i guess,” you agreed. he pulled you into a hug, and you let the tears flow. your sobs corrupted your chest as you curled into his arms. “why? why did it have to be her?”

“not all heroes end up happy, y/n.”

you looked up at him, eyes puffy, sniffling. “why can’t we be part of that small portion of heroes who are?”

izuku looked up, trying to neglect the water pooling in his own eyes. “i guess...well, not to be a narcissist—” he let out a breathy chuckle, “―but if you noticed, all the greatest heroes die with some kind of regret.”

“maybe i don’t want to be a good hero.” you ignored his efforts to lighten the mood.

“heroes don’t always get to choose whether they’ll be good or not. some things just happen.”

“i’m sorry, izuku.” you swiped at your eyes. “you’re hurt just as badly as me. i don’t want to make it—”

“hey.” izuku gently pried your hands away from your face, fingers ghosting over your wrists. his emerald eyes gleamed as they stared into yours. “don’t invalidate your feelings just because of me. we’re both hurting, but that doesn’t mean i won’t listen to you.”

your sobs came back again, and you fell into his chest.

bakugou spun uraraka, laughing gently as she twirled in his arms. his eyes lit up whenever he saw her. they twinkled. he sparkled. his smile was dazzling. and he was everything you never had.

you were a heartbroken mess, even after all these years. there was a list of all the reasons you were mad at him, and yourself.

your sobs were almost uncontrollable, and at this point, you were shocked nobody came to check on you. not that you cared very much. even if you were making a small effort to hide your face, it still would have been nice to feel a touch on your shoulder, someone perhaps shaking you gently to make sure you were awake.

not that you’d tell them what was wrong. you just wanted to know somebody cared, and to have the option to talk to somebody if you needed to do so.

but here you were. cheesy, upbeat fifties music echoed along the walls of the room. bakugou had secretly adored artists from back then, and you’d often catch him dancing and singing along to long-forgotten oldies.

if you weren’t his best friend, you would have blown off coming here and binge-watched ‘my best friend’s wedding’ and sobbed.

your head was down, forehead leaning on the backs of your forearms stacked upon each other. tears were streaming down, your shoulders shuddering with each weak breath sucked in and released.

until bakugou chose you, you had no reason to smile. at least not now. by no means were you desperate. love sometimes did that to people. made them look needy, look unwanted.

you’ve had plenty of options in the past, but the one person who you wanted didn’t want you back. didn’t even care.

since the graduation party, uraraka and you had been a bit tense. a part of her felt like she knew how you felt, and how bakugou mattered to you more than anyone in the world.

after the first year, she began abandoning izuku and ignoring his emotions towards her. after she and bakugou found each other, they had already known they would settle with one another.

you and izuku had never been close, but you were both good friends and were there when you needed one another.

he had walked you through your pain of senior year, and you’d helped him reach a lot of his goals, too. but bakugou just didn’t seem to care anymore. not even about becoming the number one hero. he looked at uraraka like she was his goal, his new dream, the reason he was happy. he looked at her and saw that he had the world in his hands and wanted to keep it that way.

you? you were pluto. exiled from the rest of the planets. exiled from the rest of his options, when you used to be his first.

“y/n?”

you and izuku backed away from each other. you’d both been crying for quite a bit. how long it had been, you were both unsure.

uraraka now stood at the door. you peeked into the window, leaning back a bit and catching glances of the blonde, who was currently being clapped on the back by his friends, congratulated for ‘getting the girl’.

“are you guys okay?’ uraraka asked.

“would you cry, uraraka?”

she tilted her head. “what?”

you pushed yourself off of izuku. “do you think you’d cry if you saw me kissing him, too?”

“what’re you―”

“you would cry, too! you would be sobbing!” you stabbed an accusatory finger at her. “you were my friend! you knew how i felt, and you’re kissing him?”

uraraka’s eyes widened. “i...i’m sorry. it all just happened, and i—”

“shut the hell up, uraraka. you ruined this party. for me and izuku.”

perhaps you went a bit far, but in your heart and your mind, you knew she deserved it. she knew. uraraka had known.

izuku gave uraraka a sympathetic look before pressing a hand to your back and leading you away.

it still came as a bit of a shock that uraraka had let bakugou invite you to their wedding. gosh. little, domestic bakugou, sealing invitations and batting his eyes at his oh-so-sweet wife so he could invite his best friend.

little domestic uraraka sweetly kissing her fiance on the cheek and pouting as she said, “how can i say no?”

it was disgusting, and everything you wanted to have with him.

you allowed yourself to be selfish this one time. after all, you deserved it. you’d endured hours of bakugou blabbering on about how sweet uraraka was. everything you weren’t.

you took the bottle to champagne. your ankles were aching as you stumbled out of the room. your vision blurred, becoming foggy with tears. not one person stopped you. you guessed because nobody noticed.

like graduation night, you slumped down right outside the doors to the party, the music, lights, and laughter muffled. the only difference was that you had a bottle of champagne and the man of your dreams was gone. for good, this time.

“i wish she noticed me. it was like, after first year, the uraraka i knew just vanished.”

you nodded. you and midoriya were wandering the streets, cool air brushing down your neck and on your face as cars passed.

“uraraka was so sweet, but she lost feelings so fast and...ugh.” midoriya ran a hand through his hair, ruffling his curls. “i’m still a bit...baffled. i know people change, but she and kacchan both switched up so fast.”

“i don’t want to say they’re jackasses, but they’re kind of jackasses.”

izuku rubbed your shoulder as you leaned on him while the two of you walked. “don’t say that.”

“sorry,” you breathed.

“no more being sorry. being sorry all the time leads to shit like this.”

you chuckled. “yeah, it does.” you sniffed. “did i take you away from the party? you can go back if you want.”

he shrugged. “’s all right. i don’t mind.”

“do you want to be here or would you rather be in there?”

“out here with you. i can’t be there right now.”

“me too.”

“let me guess.”

you looked up and scoffed softly.

“this was supposed to be your party?”

you nodded. “my party, my groom. i’m not supposed to be crying at my party, am i?”

your friend shook his head. “not at all. cheer up, y/n.”

izuku slid down the wall, sitting beside you. he rested his arms on his knees, twisting open his own bottle of champagne. “you look like a mess.”

“and you look like you need anger management.” you smiled.

he grinned back. “do i now?”

“yeah, you do. you should have seen yourself sitting there. all alone, the one person drinking something that wasn’t the fifty-thousand yen drinks.”

“54,795.75 yen, to be exact.”

you raised an eyebrow. “you’re insane. you kidding me? why do you know that?”

“i was the weird kid who took notes on everyone in the class. of course i would know this. i’m offended you think i wouldn’t.”

you tilted your head back in laughter. “gosh, izuku.”

“mhm.”

there was a pause. comfortable silence filled the space, broken by you sigh after gulping down your drink. “so they’re gone?”

“i’d rather not dwell on it.”

“how old are we now?”

izuku gave a breathy chuckle. “twenty-five.”

you smiled. “really, now? and i thought i would be married by now.”

“me too. ‘s a shame.”

“how about, if we’re both still not married by the time we’re forty, we get married to each other, adopt three children and we become hot parents.”

“three?”

“yeah, we can have a mini hero agency.”

“that’s horrifying. but i agree. having a mini hero agency would be pretty amazing.”

“i’m glad you agree with me, izuku.” you brushed a curl from his eyes.

“can’t wait until i’m forty,” he smirked.

“me neither.”

“maybe by then we would have forgotten all of this?”

“we’ll be fighting a villain, and we get our memories erased, and then we fall in love because we wake up beside each other in the hospital. we’re both equally confused.” you peppered him with jokes. “it’s a journey we will go on together.”

“can’t wait until my memory gets erased.”

“do you wanna get out of here?”

izuku shook his head. “it’s their wedding. we can’t. we shouldn’t.”

you gave him a silly look.

“you’re always such trouble, y/n.”

“if you hate it, then wipe that stupid grin off your face.”

izuku’s features softened. “maybe i like it. but only sometimes.” he took your head and lead you out, leaving his drink behind while you took yours.

a single tear rolled down your cheek. he didn’t erase all your pain, nor your feelings for bakugou. it wasn’t what you needed, no.

you just needed a friend. a real one. one that wouldn’t steal your dream from you. and that’s what you knew you had right now.

besides, things could happen in the future, right?

you smiled, and let the cold air touch your skin.

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aerimomo-mellon · 3 years

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When you have a period accident.(skz)

A/N~ I personally think these boys are the sweetest humans so yeah personal fluff<3

Genre~ Pure Fluff༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Song~ to my youth- BOL4 ( sorry I love her songs too much)

Note * I put sound cloud ver. So people can listen to the song while reading. And for the non Spotify users so yeah enjoy!!

Btw requests are open🤗

Read more here

SKZ M☁List II Main M☁List

시....작....

Bangchan

• This guy would be your personal assistant fr he would know exactly what the fuck was going on and would help you in the best way possible.

• for example~ you go shower in the morning leaving him on bed and he wakes up to blood stain on your side of the bed. There won’t be a reaction tbh he would simply change the covers and let you feel as comfortable as possible.

• just as sweet boyfriend after that u know what I mean? Like buys you medicine and checks on you every now and then.

• he lives to cook for you. You want to eat smth that isn’t junk? You’re getting it right on your bed. ( oh fuck I live for this shit )

• same goes with all the cravings on “your time of the month” you want it? Second thing you know is you’re getting it.

•oh and the best part is cuddles, this guy will cuddle you as long as you want.

• and I feel like at the same time he will give your space if you need some. Cause he knows you’re mood swings.

• overall what could you not want about this man. Just lots of love and kisses 🥺🥺

Minho(Lee Know)

• he would not know tf is going on.

• he sees you walking around with a red patch on you back and he freaks out like..

• “ y/n are you okay?” “Is something hurting where is it hurting?” And when you ask what’s wrong he would straight up say what the problem was but like out of concern.

• you would freak out and get all shy and embarrassed but he would be like “ no no it’s okay I just remembered I learned this in biology! Wait a sec..just get cleaned up okay?” And he would leave you with yourself in the house.

• would bring you sanitary pads and be like “ sorry this is the only thing I know, I should have paid more attention in school”

• but your happy ass would feel so loved…

• I mean this man cares about you a lot so he would do anything you tell him to do..

Changbin

• okay so here’s a scenario maybe it helps you understand better..

So you two would be literally hanging out cuddling, filled with tickles and laugh and kisses what not. But then that sneeze!! ( ladies y’all know what I’m saying? ) you sneeze 🤧 and your eyes widened and you got up all of a sudden and covered your joggers with your long t-shirt. “ are you okay? What happened?” He gets up and you tell him to go out of the room for a sec but his stubborn ass did not apparently. “No tell me!” he took your hands and took them on his, making your t-shirt bounce up. making you tear up out of embarrassment.

•“ Nonono don’t cry baby, it’s okay like really it’s fine!!” He lets out hugging you to let you know you’re safe with him.

• yeah and at last he will do his best to make you smile cause he is the cutest yet manly man you will ever get ( you want both? Well you got it!)

Hyunjin

• this boi would be completely trying to figure out what is happening first.

• did I fuck you too hard?? ) jk jk jk I mean he is just so worried because he forgot about biology and what could go wrong? Right?

• “y/n! Look at me what’s wrong? Are you hurting somewhere?” You know those dumb questions.. but he actually cares so that’s the sweet part.

• he would tell you to clean your self up while he brings your favorite food for dinner.

•probably walks you to the grocery store for ice cream cause you said you wanted some at 2:45AM….

• later when you tell him about what the actual problem was he would be like “ ooohhhhhh (pauses and thinks, trying to process) ohhhhhhhhh ( widens his eyes and look at you) I remember sorry I’ll get you what you need right away next time..”

• ahhh I mean he is literally the best I mean who would not want him thoughhhh ( sorry I say this to every member but you know my love for them????!!!!)

Jisung(Han)

• I find him as the type of guy who freaks out so easily. ( get it?)

• oh my goodness he would ask you if he should call the doctor or not 🤦🏻‍♀️ I’m serious

• “ oh MY GAaaadddddd” ( talks in English) which you find so damn cute to even be embarrassed now.

•“It’s okay baby my baby nothing is going to happen you hear me!” (Mmmmm ma baby)

You try your best to tell him to chill out but he is going to be the one to make a big fuss about it.

• he would actually google this shit which makes you laugh so hard. “ google, what do you do when your girlfriend has blood coming out of her part you know?” Google be like 🥸

• and then after you tell him what it is and he acts like he knew that a long time ago.

Oh and he helps you in as many way as possible <3

Felix

• oki here comes your superminiman to rescue.

• the second person to know what’s going on and knows how to handle it like a pro.

• tells you to stay still and like for real carry you to the bathroom and clean you up. (Scrubiedoobidu)

• oh and another cook 👩‍🍳 he will cook for you and bake for you and buy you food and spoil the shit out of you.

• those brownies on your period I mean just imagine that paradise you would be in.

• basically super caring and comfortable person to talk about these things.

• he would also probably be one of the boyfriends to keep track of you period dates. UwU

Seungmin-shi

• this guy is different like really different.

• for an example ~ “ hey y/n, you’ve got something on your pants go change.” And you’d be like rushing to the toilet to find your stain.

• after you change and take a shower he would not be there with you cause he went out to buy stuff and came home with your Necessities.

• I mean he cares to the top notch level and acts like every thing is normal ( which it is )

• hugs you after and gives you a forehead kiss with a “ feel better and tell me if you need something.”

• won’t overreact to anything tbh just takes it slow and thinks smart I think. Haha

Jeongin ( uri I.N )

• sweet Jesus help this poor baby boi

• just stands there like 🧍🏻👁👄👁

• “excuse me y/n…. Uhh umm I think you have something on your pants” okay he knows what it is and he knows how it works but Is just to shy to say it.

• “ I can get you anything you need…… do you need anything?” He asks but is to shy to look at your face.

• and when you tell him to buy tampons he freaked the fuck out like how would this poor boi get you tampons from a grocery store a couple blocks away with so many people on the way and in the store!!!!

• but he ends up doing it anyway cause he cares for you and loves you so much.

• probably brings you candies and snacks too <3

끝……..<3

#skz fluff #skz felix #skz leeknow #skz seungmin #skz bang chan #skz jisung #skz jeongin #skz hyunjin #skz changbin #skz x reader #skz imagines #skz fanfic #skz reactions #skz scenarios #SoundCloud

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brokensoulmates2000 · 2 years

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Sooo, this was heavily inspired by many bthump’s metas that I will be linking accordingly. Hope my rambling is intelligible lol. Btw, this includes a major spoiler of the ending from Naoki Urasawa’s Monster, and some images with Casca being raped by the Beast of Darkness. Proceed with care.

To me, the Beast of Darkness is one of the most interesting concepts in Berserk. A physical manifestation of Guts’ self-hatred, malice, trauma, and pretty much anything negative inside of him. Not only does it constantly push Guts to chase after Griffith (as we see when it calls Casca “the wound Griffith left”), but it’s a manifestation of Guts’ neediness. The night Gambino sneaks into Guts’ tent to kill him, he says that he sold Guts to Donavan bc 1. Guts was a bad omen for being born from a corpse and ergo, responsible for the death of Shizu and all the bad things that happened after it 2. Guts followed Gambino around like “a lonely puppy”. And I mean, the imagery to suggest it is kinda amazing imo

On a side note, I checked two different translations and they gave different ideas from what Gambino said, but in general, it just furthers the point that Guts seeks Gambino’s love and attention like a puppy does for its owner.

Honestly, I trust the second translation more than the first one, but just putting it out there lol.

So as bthump said here, the parallels between Gambino and Griffith are undeniable, therefore it’s no wonder Guts seeks in him the love he couldn’t get from his father figure. When Guts hears Griffith’s speech to Charlotte, he wants to seek his approval and recognition as he sought Gambino’s. Later, he compares both of their attitudes:

Nobody needs me to explain what happened in Guts’ quest and its fucked up results. So, while Guts was looking for revenge, the beast was foreshadowed while Guts was walking in the woods after killing Rosaline, and it appeared again when Guts knew that Casca ran away.

Let’s put a pin in the beast emphasizing Guts being alone and burning in his malice, fear and hatred cause it’s going to be relevant later. But for now, let’s talk about another aspect of the beast: how it longs for Griffith and to be closer to him.

(On a side note, don’t you guys love that the wound is drawn exactly like the beast’s eyes?)

The beast spits out all of the complicated feelings Guts refuses to accept or pay attention to, and we know how hard it is for Guts to continue sticking to Casca’s side. He has her no patience, he tried to sexually assault her (twice if you count how awkwardly close he got to her in Godo’s cave after making a mess of herself, chapter 93 to any one who wants to refresh their memory). And the beast makes it clear that Guts needs to lose everything to keep chasing after Griffith, and it’s working relentlessly for that to happen:

And what the beast says here resembles a lot what Gambino and the other mercenaries would say:

Gathering my thoughts again, we have the beast as a traumatized, thirsty for revenge version of Guts’ puppy need for love, acceptance and attention that also works to self-loathe him even more. The beast insists to Guts to kill those he cherishes in order to make him succumb to his darkness, therefore, making him a monster.

The beast wants Casca and the gang, those warm lights, as food for Guts’ malice. Then, he will be able to pursue the true light that burns him and crash it. I think I’ve made my case showing how the beast is ultimately looking for Guts to be alone, consumed by his negative feelings and kill Griffith. And here’s my main point: if Guts kills Griffith, he completely loses his humanity and that’s the last thing he needs. This is when the pin I put in how the beast talks comes in handy: the beast wants Guts to be alone, consumed in the darkness forever, to crush the light that he still longs for.

Even in this part of the journey, Guts continues to consider Griffith his true light and he has a lot of reason to do so. He met Guts’ emotional needs, gave him a place to belong and loved him and if he kills Griffith, he would be proving that everything the beast says it’s right. In my eyes, Griffith became a monster because he believed all of what his insecurities, repressed guilt and trauma said about him, so he was consumed by them. If Guts kills the last thing that brings him light and warmth, he would be proving right his own insecurities, guilt and trauma, be consumed by revenge and turn into a monster too.

All of this to say… I don’t think Miura was planning for Guts to kill Griffith. Not only because Guts doesn’t stand a chance against him, but this revenge lust he has is shown as a terrible thing that would end him. His feelings for Griffith are too precious in the end, they continue to affect him even in this point of the story, and they actively stand in the way of Guts becoming a monster (one of the many reasons the beast is eager to chase after Griffith). I can only speculate about what ending Miura intended to give us, but I’d like to imagine it as them realizing that their feelings for each other continues to keep a human part of themselves alive, burning, and they can’t kill each other.

This ending would resemble Monster’s a lot, in the sense that Tenma can’t kill Johan because if he does, he becomes a monster (and proves Johan that his whole philosophy of “everyone is equal only in death” is correct. What Johan ultimately wanted was for the most noble man he’d ever known to get blood on his hands). Johan and Tenma’s conflict is ultimately a philosophical one (besides Guts lacks the morality compass of Tenma lol), but it serves to illustrate my point. Continuing with Monster, who shoots Johan in the end is a third party that wasn’t part of the conflict. However, Berserk does have a third party that is indispensable to its conflict.

Casca intervening in the last duel between Guts and Griffith would be… everything I long for and need lol. Berserk has proved time and time again that victims kill their abusers, so Casca has no reason to be the exception. Besides, she wanted to interfere in the two previous duels, but didn’t because 1. Griffith ordered her not to get between them and 2. was dragged out of it. In the last duel, I doubt Griffith has any power to hold her down and I doubt she would let anyone stop her.

Idk, I just think her killing Griffith, or Guts or even both of them is more satisfactory. It would drive home that 1. darkness cannot exist without light and vice versa, 2. you turn into a monster when you believe and succumb to your insecurities as well as your trauma. This would be a happy ending at least to me. I’m craving for a moment of connection between Guts and Griffith, and they later dying together by the hand of the woman they used as a device to channel their sexual desire for each other. Besides, it would be a good ending for Casca’s terrible character development. All of this assuming Miura was telling the truth when he said that Guts would remain human, and viewed a happy ending as one that closed its themes correctly.

The alternative ending is Guts killing Griffith and being consumed completely by his own beast, which… it’s tragic and part of me loves it, but idk. It would feel empty somehow.

But I guess we’ll never know what Miura had in store for us. However, we have fanfiction, free time and Tumblr so we won’t be short on speculations lol.

Btw, I told my bestie about this theory and they really summoned up my thoughts on this one: “They should just make out at this point. There’s nothing else to do, they can’t kill each other”

And to me, that’s the only fair answer lol

#berserk #griffguts #btw berserk reminds me of monster in how much the audience wanted the mc to kill the antagonist #part of me just wants to see people pissed off at an ending they didn’t predict #someone tell griffguts that being gay is ok #btw my perfect ending is casca killing these two and running to the horizon with Farnese #long live the sapphics #griffith #guts

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hockeyshitandstuff · 3 years

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Are you in town? - Matthew Tkachuk (part 3)

part one here

part two here

This is the last part of this mini-series and I hope you enjoyed it! Requests are open btw, so don’t be afraid to ask for an imagine with any NHL player :))

Word count: 1464 words

TW: mentions of sex, language

...

The thing that woke you up was the bright light shining through the windows.

Shit. What time was it? You probably should have been already working - for hours.

As you looked around yourself, you started realizing this wasn’t your apartment. Everything here looked so blank and expensive and then you remembered that-

That you kisssed Matthew while he was drunk. That you fucked Matthew while he was drunk.

You groaned silently, still too sleepy to actually cry. What had you done?

You thought you were okay with staying just friends. But here I am, you thought to yourself as you climbed out of the bed.

Your body felt sore and relaxed at the same time. It was a long time since you slept with someone and actually enjoyed it like this. And even though you should be ashamed of yourself, you let yourself enjoy that feeling.

Just then you realized that the other side of Matt’s huge bed was already empty and cold. There was no sign of him in the living room or in the kitchen - he probably left a long time ago, maybe already preparing for his upcoming game.

But the smell of him lingered on the sheets like a distant memory, bringing back the thoughts of yesterday's events. His hot skin touching yours, his warm breath caressing your breasts...

Shit.

Just... shit.

And so you put on your yesterday’s clothes, write a quick note for Matt and leave his apartment without looking back.

...

It’s been two weeks since you woke up at Matthew’s apartment. Since then, you ignored his calls and texts, pretended you weren’t home when he knocked on your door and worked overtime when he waited for you at the reception.

Yes - it’s not ideal but it worked for 14 whole days. And it gave you some time to think.

As you were leaving your office, thinking only about going to bed, you realized you didn’t check if Matt was waiting for you - but too late. A hand gripped lightly your elbow, making you halt in your tracks.

“Y/N, why the fuck are you avoiding me?”

He sounded a bit angry but mostly tired and hurt. He looked tired, too - those were dark circles under his beautiful eyes.

And you just stood there, trying to come up with a good enough excuse.

Because we fucked, Matthew, you wanted to say. Because I love you and I’m afraid you’re gonna break my heart. Because I don’t want to lose you or our friendship. But wouldn’t avoiding him for a few more weeks destroy your friendship as well?

“You can’t- you can’t just leave, Y/N. What happened happened and if you want to, we can ignore it but you can’t just keep walking around it. You can’t just leave like I did all those years ago. And I’m so so sorry I did so and it’s totally my fault if you feel like I might do that again but you have to trust me that I have no reason to do so.”

Matthew looked... scared. Was it because he was afraid you’d leave him behind? Afraid of tasting his own medicine?

You still didn’t know what to say. You wanted to believe all he was saying but the memory of you crying when he abandoned you was still playing in your head. He did so just because of some stupid promise he told nobody about. What’s stopping him from doing so again?

“I panicked when I came back home that morning - I went shopping because I had no food at the apartment and I wanted to make you a perfect breakfast. And when I came back, you were gone and all you left behind was a note with only one word on it - goodbye. So yeah, I panicked. Of course I panicked. And I know I’m the reason you did it but I have no idea how to make things right. I don’t know how to make you trust me like you once did...” Matthew tugged at his curls, his hair all messy. He let out a sigh, trying to avoid your searching gaze.

"Matt-" you stopped your arm from touching his hair even though you wanted to comfort him so badly. It'd be so easy to let yourself trust him. Too easy; and that scared you more than anything. "I need time. Just- just take me out for dinner or something. We'll take things slowly and then we'll see how that turns out."

He looked at you as you spoke, watching the shape of your lips while nodding slowly. A small smile formed on Matt's lips and he tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. Your cheeks went red a bit as you realized he'd do whatever you needed and won't ever ask for more than you're prepared to give him. The night two weeks ago wasn't your fault; it was yours. Matthew was drunk and never forced you to do what you did. It was you who ruined things.

"Do you have time right now?"

"Yeah, I guess." you answered, smiling up at him.

"Then I'll take you out for dinner."

Hand in hand, you realized it'd be so easy to get used to the feeling of butterflies in your stomach.

...

A month later, Matt took you to a lunch with his family. It was a long time since you've seen any of his siblings so you were super excited - but also super nervous.

You two took things really slow. Matt took you out every day if he had the time and hasn't even kissed you once. Sometimes, you wanted him to do so. Sometimes, it was the only thing you could think of.

The nostalgia hit you as soon as you saw Chesterfield again. You closed your eyes, already knowing where would the car turn on the road. You kind of missed this city - it reminded you of your childhood and of Matthew.

He was sitting next to you, driving the car, one hand on the steering wheel and the second on your thigh, drawing cirles on your jeans.

"Do they remember me?" you asked, your eyes still closed.

"Of course they remember you," Matt murmured and sang a few lines of the song playing on the radio - your song, one from the playlist on the USB that was hidden for years in the time capsule.

After Matt got drafted, you stopped talking to his family. You were mad at all of them even though it was a stupid thing to do. But now as an adult, things would be different. Yeah, you probably could be mad at Matt's dad for all the things Matt wrote you in that letter but... He only wanted his son to be happy - you'd probably do the same.

So, when the car stopped, you got out and greeted his family as nicely as you could. It took you some time to recognise Taryn as she hugged you, because last time you saw her, she was just a kid. And now... She and Brady were both adults.

"Nice to meet you again, Y/N," said their mom, Chantal as you shoot hands. Her husband smiled at you from the table where all of them were already seated and Matthew wrapped one arm around your waist as he pushed back the chair for you.

Everyone talked, laughed and enjoyed the autumn day with bright smiles on their faces. None of them seemed to mind your presence and you felt like a part of this happy family.

Halfway through the lunch, Matt pushed his chair closer to you as he whispered into your ear:

"What are you thinking about?"

You looked at him, at his bright eyes and eased smile. At the way he touched your hand and tucked your hair behind your ear. And you realized how much he cared for you and that there was nothing that could keep you two apart this time.

No more tiptoeing. No more 'taking things slow'.

"I'm thinking about how I trust you more than I trusted anyone in my life. I'm thinking about how I love you more than I loved anyone in my life."

His smile was the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. It was full of love and care and you didn't realized you were crying until Matt wiped the tears off your cheeks.

"You want to know what I'm thinking about?"

You simply nodded.

"I'm thinking about our future and about how happy you make me, Y/N. I'm thinking about how lucky I am that I can call you mine. I love you so much, Y/N." he whispered, taking one of your hand in his and intertwining your fingers.

"I love you too, Matt. And I promise I will never say goodbye to you."

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tpwkjerii · 3 years

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strawberry kisses

you and felix have a longstanding tradition of baking the day after finals. usually, it’s the best method of relaxing after long hours of studying. unfortunately, you find yourself rather tense this time — after all, it’s always fun to spend an entire day in a cramped kitchen with your crush, isn’t it?

pairing: lee felix x reader

warnings: fluff and kissing, mild angst, reader likes strawberries (sorry if you’re allergic skdlsd), ex boyfriend (but supportive bestie) minho, reader has low self confidence :(, like two curse words, kisses!!

genre: friends to lovers au, kinda idiots to lovers, mutual pining

word count: 2.9k+

a/n: short fic for Felix hehe

Your eyes glazed over as you reviewed the last response of your final exam of the term. After two long hours of plugging equations you hardly understood into your nearly-dead calculator and speed-writing to the point where you’re sure you’ve bruised your dominant hand, you finally finished. At lightning speed, you gathered your exam papers and submitted them at the front with a quick prayer to the universe.

A few other students followed your rushed pace out of the large lecture hall, all of you eager to finally get out of the stuffy room.

As you stepped out of the packed hall and into the cooling outdoors, you checked your phone, which was filled with texts from the one person you were trying desperately to get out of your head (and miserably failing at that).

felix (strawberry head) <3

5:23 PM

did you finish your chem final ???

hyunjin and i just submitted our video for our dance performance

your editing was very good btw :D

5:35 PM

y/nnnnn you’re taking forever :(

we’re waiting at the quad for you !!

5:40 PM

*i am waiting at the quad for you

the others got too hungry and left, but i’m waiting for you!

pls hurry it’s cold :[

You bit back a laugh at his texts, his heartwarming tone filling you with a familiar fuzzy feeling. You pushed the feeling aside as you texted a reply.

y/n

5:43 PM

be there in 2 :D

You stifled a smile as you rushed towards the quad. Soon enough, you saw Felix and his bright, red-dyed hair (you first noted that it closely resembled a strawberry). The moment your eyes met his, you felt your heart skip a beat and heat spread across your face. This was the common reaction you’ve had for the past few months whenever you see Felix.

He rushed over to you with a giddy smile and his arms outstretched. Quickly, he barrelled into you and pulled you into a tight embrace.

“You took so long,” he whined, his chest vibrating as he spoke.

“I know, I know. ‘M sorry,” you responded, your voice slightly muffled by his shirt. You took a second to enjoy his hold and the comforting warmth that Felix always provided you whenever he was near. Over the past few years, you’ve grown accustomed to the scent of his sweet floral perfume, the feeling of his tight hugs, and the way he played with your fingers when he was bored.

All the things you were fond of were now extreme nuisances in your life. Not because they were annoying or because you disliked Felix, but rather the complete opposite; you were completely, helplessly, and foolishly in love with him.

“You ready to go?” Felix asked suddenly, breaking you out of your thoughts. He brought his arms down from around you, and you looked down at the ground as you nodded, hoping that he didn’t see the intense blush that was spreading from your face to your neck.

You are so fucked for tomorrow.

After an entire night of tossing and turning in anxiety, the next day finally arrived. To say you were nervous was a massive understatement.

The minute you woke up, you began to anxiously clean your apartment while your roommate Ryujin laughed at you. As you wiped down every visible crevice, she made sure to pester you about a “missed spot” or tempt you with sweets.

“You’ve never cleaned this much whenever Felix came over before,” she pointed out with a laugh while you wiped down the kitchen counters for the fourth time.

“What do you mean?” you asked, your voice uncharacteristically high-pitched.

Ryujin scoffed. “It is so obvious that you like Felix, there’s no point in lying to me,” she stated bluntly.

Your hand froze mid-wipe on the counter. You looked over at your blue-haired roommate nervously. “Is it really… that obvious?”

“Yes,” she deadpanned.

You winced and dropped your head onto the smooth stone countertop. “Do you think he’s noticed?” you moaned into your arms.

“If he hasn’t, I will personally pay for his glasses prescription.”

You whined again as you lifted your head up to look directly at Ryujin. “If he’s noticed then why hasn’t he said anything?”

She stood up as she answered, “Not sure but you could always ask him today.”

Your mouth dropped in horror at the suggestion. “I can’t tell him how I feel! That would completely ruin our friendship!”

“So you’d rather continue tip-toeing around him and never get a clear answer?” she questioned, her arms crossed.

“Yes.”

Ryujin sighed and started to collect her things. “You can do whatever you want,” she started as she placed her papers in her backpack, “but I recommend you tell him soon.” She stood up and headed for the door. Just before opening it and leaving you alone with your thoughts until Felix arrived, she turned around and said, “I won’t be home until late, have fun.” With that, she winked and walked out of your shared apartment.

You scoffed at her suggestive tone and stood upright to check the time.

10:08 AM

You gasped. Felix said he was going to arrive at 10:30, but knowing him he would be at least 15 minutes early, meaning you only had 7 minutes to get yourself together!

You cursed and rushed to your bedroom. Switching out of your wrinkled pajamas, you opted for a random hoodie you grabbed out of your closet and jeans. After you changed, you made a beeline for the bathroom and fixed your appearance. You quickly brushed through your hair and washed your face, hoping you removed all remnants of your restless sleep.

Just as you predicted, you heard four distinctive knocks on your front door right at 10:15.

“Coming!” you exclaimed as you rushed out of your bathroom.

Right before you opened the front door, you placed a hand on your beating heart and mumbled words of encouragement to yourself. Then, after deciding that you were probably taking too long, you pulled the door open.

Immediately, Felix, covered in a large hoodie and arms filled with large bags of baking ingredients, greeted you with a large grin. Like every other time, you felt your heart skip a beat when you made eye contact with him.

“Hi,” you said simply, a smile on your face.

“Hi,” he responded. He looked you up and down, asking, “Are you wearing my hoodie?”

You paled and looked down at the large pink hoodie, immediately recognizing it as the one that Felix lent you almost one year ago when he dropped you off at the airport since you forgot yours in the car. Once you got back from your trip, you’d forgotten to give it back to him.

“O-oh,” you stuttered, looking down at the oversized sleeves. “I didn’t even realize,” you continued awkwardly. “You can ha -”

“It’s fine,” he cut you off, the smile never leaving his face. He shrugged. “You look better in it anyways.”

Your mouth dropped and you found yourself unable to respond for a few moments. Felix laughed at your dumbfoundedness and gently pushed you aside to walk into the apartment. Once he set the bags down on the kitchen counters, you returned to your senses and closed the door to walk over to him.

“So, what are we making today?” you asked, trying to keep your voice as level as possible. It wasn’t an easy task to do, considering his proximity to you.

You held your breath as he grabbed your hands and looked into your eyes. “What’s your favorite fruit?” he asked excitedly.

“Er, strawberries?” you answered, tilting your head to the side in mild confusion.

At that, Felix let go of your hands and quickly pulled out a carton of fresh strawberries from one of the bags. You gasped in delight at the sight of the bright fruit and immediately thanked him.

“It’s no big deal,” he responded while sliding the fruits into the fridge. “I’m gonna eat most of the tarts and choco strawberries anyways,” he added with a sneaky laugh.

You scoffed. “You always say that but you always end up giving me the most.” You smirked at him while taking out the baking materials.

“I don’t give it to you,” he countered. “You steal them.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” you told him with a sing-song tone. He laughed from your side, and you swore that you heard actual sparkles, as if he were a fairy, when he did.

You cleared your throat, hoping to rid your mind of distracting thoughts that could be potential problems during the next seven hours that Felix would be at your apartment. “So, master chef Felix,” you started, lowering your voice like a TV show announcer. “What are you going to do first?”

“Well, my fair announcer,” he began, holding up the silicon whisk like a microphone. “I think we should start with preparing the shortbread dough, what about you?”

“Ah, you are the chef. Lead the way,” you responded with a wide smile.

You both laughed together and actually began the baking. Like usual, Felix did most of the work while you played music and assisted from the side. You worked together seamlessly, and soon enough the shortbread cookies were done and strawberry jam cooling to the side.

While you taste-tested the jam, Felix began to whisk the melted chocolate, and you took this time to admire him. You stood at his side, allowing you to admire his side profile.

Felix was easily one of the most beautiful individuals you ever laid your eyes on. But his appearance wasn’t the only part you fell for — he was one of the few people whose inside beauty matched their outside beauty.

Felix was kind, funny, optimistic, and just about every positive adjective you could find in a dictionary. After every failed test, he was there with a cup of strawberry ice cream and a shoulder to cry on. When you landed your first job, he was there to celebrate with you even when your own family wasn’t. And when you and Minho mutually broke up, he was there to give you advice as you coped with the end of your first relationship.

How could you not fall for him?

And sometimes you had the feeling that he liked you back. The touches that would linger for just a few seconds too long, the soft smiles that Chan claimed he only ever gave to you, and his late-night texts all spurned a tiny hopeful fire in you that kept your crush alive.

No matter how many times you tried to get over him and convince yourself that your crush didn’t exist, the tiny voice in your head still spoke. “But what if he likes you back?”

Now, as Felix stood by your side with a soft smile on his face while he whisked the chocolate, that voice screamed louder than ever.

And just as you gained a sliver of courage, the same paralyzing thoughts that have held you back for the past few months returned.

Felix was out of your league in every way. He was social and easily commanded the attention of an entire room with so much as two words. His outward beauty matched his insides, and everyone on campus reached a collective agreement that if angels ever existed and walked among us — Lee Felix was certainly one of them.

And those things were only the tip of the iceberg that is Felix. He was talented, sensitive, supportive, passionate, and everything you could ever ask for and then some.

You then thought back to all the people he rejected - kindly, of course - and how you matched up to them. If Felix didn’t choose to go out with all those beautiful and talented people, what on Earth made you think you would choose you?

At this point, Felix picked up on your sudden silence and how your breaths grew heavy and uneven.

“Are you… alright?” he asked carefully, his own chest beating heavily.

You stared at him, panicked that he caught onto your apprehension. “Um…” you started, trailing off as you met his gaze.

Felix let go of the whisk and grabbed your hands. “You can say whatever you need to.”

“I uh,” you started after a few moments, internally battling yourself to gain courage as you realized that it’s now or never. “I kinda like you,” you admitted quietly, looking down at your intertwined hands anxiously. You waited for him to pull his hand away in disgust and start to kindly reject you like he did to all those other people, but it never came. After a few seconds, his hands still the entire time, you looked up at him with glassy eyes in confusion.

“What?” he finally said, his deep voice softer than ever.

You looked back down at your hands shamefully. “Do I really have to repeat it?” you asked weakly. “I like you, Felix. I have for the past few months and it’s been driving me insane because it feels like my heart’s about to stop dead whenever I see you and I can never think straight when you’re with me. Apparently, it’s been pretty obvious and I really tried my best to get over it so it wouldn’t hurt our friendship.

“Trust me, I really wanted to get over it but I couldn’t, and I know you don’t like me back so it’s ok. I can deal with it on my own and you can just leave a -”

“Y/N,” Felix said suddenly, his voice firm. You looked up, tears rolling down your face as you were sure that he was about to reject you.

“Felix please don’t interrupt me. At least let me finish what I have to say,” you pleaded softly, removing your hands from his.

“Y/N,” he repeated, his voice much gentler. He carefully wiped the tears from your face and took your hands into his again. “Can I say something before you finish?” he requested.

You choked back a sob as you nodded, certain that he was just going to let you down kindly.

“I like you too, Y/N,” he said shyly, a blush spreading across his freckled face.

Your entire body froze.

“I was too scared to admit it because I didn’t think you liked me back,” he continued, the words slowly registering in your mind. “To be honest, I thought you still liked Minho.”

You blushed at his words, thinking back to all the times you would pull Minho, your ex-boyfriend, to the side to talk about Felix these past few months. You didn’t realize how it must have looked to Felix or your other friends.

“I was also… afraid of ruining our friendship, so I’ve just kept it to myself the past two years.”

You gaped at him. “Two years?” you sputtered, causing him to laugh at the way your eyes widened comically. “That’s when we first started uni!”

He shrugged. “What can I say? I was instantly attracted to the way you fought Chan on why you should be allowed to keep the minifridge in your dorm,” he joked.

You blushed at the embarrassing memory, although it wasn’t completely regrettable as it was how you met most of your current friends — including Felix.

“I’m surprised,” you voiced simply. “I didn’t think you would ever like me back.” You breathed out, your muscles relaxing instantly.

Felix grinned again and he moved slowly to envelop you in his arms. He rested his hands on the small of your back and his head on the crook of your shoulder.

“Does this mean that I can take you out on a date?” he whispered.

“Will you promise to stop taking unflattering pictures of me and sending them to me in the middle of the night?” you asked, your head resting against his and arms around him.

He sighed. “Fine,” he answered reluctantly with a whine.

“Then sure,” you responded and pulled your head back to meet his eyes. His eyes shined from the sunlight pouring through the windows and his freckles glimmered like stars across a canvas. Felix was truly beautiful inside and out.

“You have some strawberry jam on your lip,” he said after a few silent moments where you both admired each other.

“Really?” you asked. Your hand moved from his back towards your face, but Felix caught your hand in midair and returned it to its original position.

“I’ll get it,” he murmured with a gentle smile before closing the distance between your lips.

You held your breath as he pressed his soft lips against yours. You instantly recognized the strawberry chapstick he uses and the taste of the shortbread cookies. He swiped his tongue against the corner of your lip, and the sudden sensation caused a shiver to run down your spine.

You brought your hand up to his hair and gently tugged at his dyed locks. Felix brought you closer to him and massaged your back as he deepened the kiss.

When you finally pulled away, your face was burning red and you were completely breathless. Felix was smiling giddily, his arms still around yours.

“I think there’s still some jam left,” he told you, not even giving you a second to respond before he pressed his lips against yours once again. This kiss was much more playful than the last as you giggled against each other in the kiss.

“Did you get it all?” you asked him, your voice reduced to a murmur as he continued kissing your lips.

He hummed, kissing you once and twice in between, before responding, “I don’t think so.”

You laughed against his lips. “Well, I guess you better get it all. I can’t have strawberries stuck on my lips all day.”

He laughed with you, and true to his words, he eventually did get all the strawberry jam off (an extra two hours and an uncountable amount of kisses later).

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leviiattacks · 3 years

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heyyy there, saw your requests are open. and i'm wondering maybe you could do a timeskip where everything is done and levi finally opened his tea shop. then there he met reader, and he treats them differently from other customers. thank you, hope you're having a good day.

author note :: this was kinda rushed as is most of what i post. the reader is a writer just bc i thought it would be cute and also ISTG. i wrote this entire thing thinking leviolas was such a cool name for a tea shop then googled it and saw it’s also the name of a spider so... ++ btw i have not yet double checked or proofread this because i wrote it at 2am but yeah it’s definitely not great :-) word count :: 2.4k??? somehow???

you’re sweet like honey when you first order from leviolas. you’re the same when you ask the owner for extra napkins and you remain exactly the same when you return with the intention to stick around for a writing session with a black tea by your side

something about you is attractive. that’s what levi thinks of you when you first walk into leviolas

you’re just incredibly wholesome poking your head around looking at all of the handmade pastries and confectioneries in admiration

you think the homely decor is cute and reminiscent of cottages in the countryside, the view outside the windows is beautiful and the scent of coffee alongside tea is heavenly

the pastries are beautiful and you find yourself eyeing the macrons pretty frequently. just EVERYTHING about leviolas is cute :-(

but one particular thing is especially adorable to you

and that would be the owner

when you hear his name for the first time you’re a little shocked

levi ackerman to be specific captain levi ackerman, the high ranking official who aided in paradis’ independence and freed the nation from the grip of titans

you read about him a year back in a paper or two and vividly recall the valiant title he held as humanity’s strongest soldier

he still holds the title that’s for sure but now he happens to own a tea shop

it’s slightly unusual it’s not every day you see a soldier retire and live such a plain life but you suppose the simplicity makes levi happy

honestly, if you had been through hell and back like him you too would wish to spend the rest of your days in the company of tea leaves and sweet cakes

today is a day like any other you’re sat by one of the windows and contemplating sitting in the outside seating area

the sun is shining and lands uncomfortably on your face at this angle and you may as well make your way outside

but before you can a shadow looms over you and a broad chest leans over to cover the window with dainty curtains

“you looked bothered by the light.”

oh god.

it’s him.

he’s standing there looking at you with an unreadable expression and all you can do is open and close your mouth not knowing what to say

humanity’s strongest soldier

levi ackerman

also known as the really really really attractive cafe owner you’ve been crushing on for the last few months now

seeing him up close is much more different to looking at him from the comfort of your seat or whilst you order

he’s normally got his back turned whilst collecting orders or another worker collects them as he prepares the beverages

that’s why the unexpected interaction has you nervous

you can always tell when he’s made your drink because he honestly has a way with tea leaves and you kinda want to gush about how much you enjoy it

but, no, no, no.

you’re panicking just looking at him

soft black strands of hair stick to his forehead, his undercut is oddly satisfying to stare at and he smells of pine trees which again is refreshing

“ah hahaha thank you for blocking the sun out!!”

why the fuck did you ha ha????

this is so awkward.

putting on your best front you beam up at him hoping your toothy smile doesn’t look stupid

then again it probably does because who the hell has a good toothy smile

nobody.......

levi’s gaze lingers on you but if he has anything else he wants to say he doesn’t make it known

instead he firmly nods and turns away

you’ve messed up,,

only!!! you manage to mess up even more....?

without thinking your hand latches onto the back of his blue button up and your face burns up realizing what it is you’ve done when he stiffens to a stop

as quick as your hand has grabbed onto his shirt it lets go and you awkwardly laugh again

hahahahaha

“i’m sorry i didn’t mean to hold onto you so hard i was just...wondering if you could let me in on your secret.”

the random sentence is one you’ve made off the top of your head because you don’t have any real reason for holding onto him

but thankfully for you the saccharine of your voice is enough to sway levi

when he turns to see you with the same smile eagerly awaiting his answer something sparks in him

his chest feels a little funny but he ignores it

“secret?” he questions

“yeah!! your tea!! you’re really good at making it and aaaahhhh” you sigh contently thinking back on it.

“i remember when i ordered rose tea one time. you made it beautifully and the taste was infused so delicately it was incredibly soothing.”

hearing you ramble passionately about what he loves to do makes his chest feel funny again

he doesn’t know what the hell is going on exactly

but the only way he can explain it is his heart somersaulting and flipping despite him not wanting it to

despite that, it’s quite enjoyable

it’s probably got something to do with your kindhearted demeanor or the way you always manage to give him a smile when you waltz in

but levi finds himself fighting to touch you more and more as the days pass

your collar is always haphazardly done and he wants to lean in and fix it

sometimes you’ll have an eyelash on your face and he wants to lean in to swipe it away with his thumb

occasionally he stares at your hair and wants to sort it out. half the time it’s all over the place from the wind

he wants to lean in and smooth it out.

all he wants to do is LEAN IN but he sees no valid reason to

he’s lucky he’s always able to catch himself before his thumb reaches your cheek (you’re very oblivious and never notice how close he really gets)

ever since your first encounter at leviolas a few months back he’s been dragged into your world of books and lively stories

it doesn’t take you long to break out of your shell and you’re always telling levi something new

he doesn’t speak as much as you but when you coax out a story or two out of him he’s always earnest

you’ve learnt a lot through the conversations

you’ve learnt about his lost comrades, the horrible things he had to see on the battlefield, how he hopes he’ll live happy with what he has left

there are certain conversation topics he skips entirely and you respect his boundaries

you and levi are sat by a window and a comfortable silence floats between you two

it’s been four months

four months since you asked what his secret was

come to think of it he never told you what it was

he’s intently staring at you as you drink the lemon tea he’s just made you and his stare is a little too intense

feeling nervous you pick up your cup hoping for something to occupy yourself

recently the butterflies in your stomach have been increasing in number but you know it’s wrong to fancy levi

you don’t know why you think that but it’s the fact that you’re sure you’re not his type

he probably likes organised people, dependable people, funny people

not you.

you’re just an irksome author who spends your days writing in his shop

honestly he finds you annoying he has to. you’re always hanging around here

however, you do remember the one day you did choose to write in the park he thought you had died or something. that made you feel a little sad because he can’t really help but automatically worry if his routine is broken and you happen to have accidentally become part of his schedule

no, like levi’s literally said he has your name in his planner and whenever he thinks of a new thing to make you he’ll write it down with your name next to it

but still,, you’re convinced he has to find you annoying

there’s no reason for thinking it but you DEFINITELY think it’s correct

absentmindedly you haven’t even noticed levi still staring at you

“y/n?”

looking up at levi he’s clearly worried about something

humming in response telling him to continue he does

“i like someone.”

oh.

“...i’m not sure they’d return my feelings, that’s why i mentioned it.”

you smile at him warmly and you feel your heart sink, obviously he has to like someone. it’s probably someone in the corps, someone strong, someone capable. you’re not any of those things.

“well, you need not worry. if a man as good as you fancied me i’d be over the moon. i’m sure they would too!”

keep optimistic, don’t let him see you upset.

levi’s cheeks grow bright red and he bashfully tries to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with his hands

you laugh when he doesn’t budge and stays in the same position

“c’mon levi, confess they’ll accept you have nothing to fear.” you coo persuasively

finally letting up after a few seconds he lets his arms drop to his sides.

“would you date me?”

the question takes you aback and you stare at him startled

soon realizing the idiocy laced in the inquiry he quickly retracts his statement

“nevermind, that was stupid.”

ignoring him you still want to answer

“uh well, i would. i have thought about it on occasion.”

he’s blinking rapidly trying to process what you’ve just admitted.

“you’ve thought about...?”

“dating you. yes i have.”

“and why the hell would you do that?” you can’t tell if he’s mad at you

“you’re capable, respectful. you’re considerate and quiet. i mean it you’re an amazing man really. also your tea!! imagine getting to drink it every day.”

you really have to add in the part about his tea because you know he loves it when you compliment it :-)

“ok, you drink my tea every day already.”

his short uninterested response stings and the dam of regret bursts open

you shouldn’t have said all of that.

you and levi sit in an awkward silence for what feels like an eternity. you don’t dare look at him and your course of action is too drink your tea as quick as possible before dismissing yourself.

but before you can set your plan in motion levi breaks the ice.

“let’s date.”

you freeze and your eyes grow to the size of saucers

what did he just say???

he has to be losing his mind

“but levi what about the person you like?”

his eyebrow cocks upwards and an amused expression stretches across his face.

“i was talking about you.” he confesses boldly

this is a fever dream, nope, nope nope. you can not comprehend that this is your reality.

pinching your arm you hiss a little when you feel the pain

okay so, you’re definitely not dreaming...

“i, you, me. you...you like me?” the sentence is a jumble of words but you manage to sputter out something that makes sense

“yes. i like you.”

he’s being so blunt you can’t tell if he’s being serious but when you remind yourself that this is levi you relax, a blunt straightforward confession is meaningful coming from him

BUT THAT’S BESIDES THE POINT

HELLO???? HE LIKES YOU BACK?%^%^”*

you get all blushy and flustered and you let out another one of your awkward hahahahaha’s but it’s a good hahahahaha

cautiously testing the waters he grabs your hand from across the table intertwining his fingers with yours

the gesture is adorable. the buzzing sensation that travels through your laced fingers makes you giggle to yourself giddily

“leviolas suddenly a matchmaking agency now? ;-)” your joke is dry and unfunny and levi rolls his eyes at it

“you’re not funny.”

“but you still like me.” you tease

“yes. i still like you.” he admits

a few days have passed since then

you and levi have been the talk of the town

humanity’s strongest soldier finally found his flame???

the chatter and rumors spread like wildfire, both you and levi aren’t fans of being in the spotlight but nothing negative has been said so there’s no complaints so far

levi places a cup of tea in front of you, it’s a herbal kind because you’ve been complaining about a headache

today you’re explaining why you dislike the plot of beauty and the beast and how there’s so much wrong with it. from the weirdly toxic relationship to the power imbalance. levi stands listening attentively whilst waiting for you to take a sip of the tea

just as you’ve paused to take a large breathe and prepare yourself to continue explaining how unbearable that book is levi uses it as his chance to say what he’s been wanting to

“drink up before it’s ice cold.”

following his instructions you interrupt yourself and take a gulp of the herbal tea

your eyes glimmer in approval. it tastes of strawberries and you’re delighted already feeling your mood slightly raise in response

“it’s GREAT?? what did you put in it?? it doesn’t even taste medicinal.” once again, you’re fawning over his tea

“so levi ackerman, what really is the secret to all these perfect cups of tea?”

and without a seconds hesitation he responds.

“i was making the tea for you. that’s the secret.”

it takes a while for the gravity of his words to sink it but when the meaning does you cup his face in your palms and peck him everywhere. he whines a little but you can tell he enjoys the attention

you find that you’re more than happy you’ve found a home in levi and his shop

and levi’s more than happy he’s found a home in you and your books

:-)

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ha-hatdog · 4 years

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daisuke kambe hcs

- what is it like to be dating daisuke kambe/domestic life with daisuke kambe

i hope you don't mind but i slapped two requests together because they were nearly similar. since i am making one post with two requests, i'll try to make this longer. i hope you enjoy this

requested by anon (i just turned my anon ask and i'll just go ahead and presume you want to be anon hehe sorry about that) : Hi, I saw your post. 😳 I just wanna say goodluck to your writing! and I'll be looking forward to them in the future. ❤ (Your anon asks aren't on btw. 😔) And for the request, it can be a headcanon or a short fic/scenario, whichever you like. :3 But can I please get soft/domestic Daisuke to his s/o (which is the reader)? Like, they're taking care of each other stuff. ❤👁👄👁

uwu thank you so much and i look forward to writing more stories for you

requested by @holdmejk : what it’s like to date daisuke 🥺

i wonder too how it would be like to date this rich man so here ya go

haru kato is the simple man, simple life

there is no way daisuke kambe can be considered the same. this is the very reason why haru hates the man with a burning passion

waking up with daisuke goes two ways - the normal soft wake up, or the after sex wake up

if you wake up normally, you will always find yourself on his chest, a hand over the small of your back and the other behind your head, pressing you close to him as if you were his leverage to the real world

you never get tired of seeing him peaceful and cute that you kiss him everywhere your lips can touch - his chest, his cheek, his nose, his forehead, but never his lips

daisuke loves waking up to your kisses but what really gets rid of his sleepiness is the annoyance he felt that you never kiss him on the lips

he will lift his head up from the pillow while holding your head and lean forward to capture your lips. no, he doesn't care about morning breath, he cares about your kisses

if you two had sex the night before, it's a different story because it's daisuke who always wakes up first this time around because you know, he tired the hell out of you

he runs his fingers through your matted tresses as the side of his head rested against his open palm, elbow proped up on his pillow

he loves how you look so happy and satisfied and peaceful. he admires your beauty silenty, a small smile on his lips

he'll try to go another round because he can't help himself when you look so enticing but you stop him because you were already so tired

you will drown in luxurious things. this daisuke kambe we are talking about. what did you expect?

you want it? you got it. you like it? you got it. you need it? you got it. your eyes looked at it a second too long? you got it

daisuke believes you deserve the best of the best so whatever you wanted, bam, something much better

flowers? you get a garden. chocolate? you get a factory. movies? you get a theater. cup noodles? you get a ramen shop or the actual cup noodles company. dress? you get your own clothing line that trumps over versace and gucci

oh you think you can stop daisuke from spoiling you just because you begged him and showed him your big doe eyes? he was tempted for sure but there is no way he'll be holding back, especially after seeing your big doe eyes (yup, that plan backfired)

one hard thing about dating a millionaire? you can't buy anything for him

you do not have the money to lavish him the same, and even if you did, it's stupid to assume daisuke can't afford the same things you plan on buying for him. maybe he'll buy something even better

so instead of spoiling him like he does to you, you buy him trinkets that remind you of him

daisuke has no clue as to why items could remind you of him but he still keeps everything you buy for him close to him like in his office so he can always see them

you bought daisuke a goofy looking bobble head and he put it on the dashboard of his super cool looking car and haru was like the hell is that

daisuke sped through the streets before haru could make a comment

daisuke trust you more than anyone. more than suzue, more than haru, more than himself, more than his credit card

that being said, you are the only one he allows to patch him up after a particularly rough day at work

he will literally drive all the way to your shared home while bleeding out, enter your shared room as more blood trailed his face and deadass say "Can you help me? My head is bleeding"

you scold him for being so reckless and for always giving you a heart attack whenever he comes home in that condition

he doesn't mind being lectured tho because he still gets to feel your soft touches and gets lots and lots of kisses from you

he doesn't get why you kiss his wounds after patching him up. like his wounds are dirty? it still hurts? what was the science behind it? he still won't get it even if you explain it to him but he'll take note for reference

when you get injured, you are obligated to tell daisuke that you are not severely hurt that he had to call the hospitals all around the world to come heal you

you had to snatch the phone from him at one point when he tried to contact professional surgeons from america after you scratched yourself from a bush

daisuke at least knows how to use the first aid kit and no matter how little your injury may be, he will always proceed with the basics because he's very worried about you (though his face doesn't show it), that your small wound would get infected, and then you'll be on your death bed saying your last words, and then he's kneeling on your grave -

you had no idea this is what goes on inside his head every time you get injured

he also kisses your wounds after patching them up. he still doesn't understand the reason as to why you and others do it, but he does it because you do it

daisuke doesn't allow you to move a muscle aftee he's done fixing your wounds. he acts as if you have a terminal disease and would check on you every five minutes when he's working at home and calls you every three minutes when doing police work (haru gets annoyed with that habit so you had a talk with him)

dates with daisuke is far from simple. you either go to the most expensive resorts or attractions in japan or you're going out of the country. yes, your dates are basically mini vacations

so that's the reason why whenever you two want to spend time together, you are in charge. you can't always go to malaysia and england every weekend. plausible when you're with daisuke but you're not having it

you try to make your dates as simple as it can be. like what regular couples would do like going to movies (he was irritated because he had to sit near other people because he only wants to be near you), hanging out in the mall ("No, Daisuke, don't you dare buy that Gucci bag for me, I just glanced at it - oh for fuck sake"), and eating food from stands (Daisuke was confused like where will you two sit so you can eat your food properly?)

you two went ice skating and you guided him as he wobbled on his skates. you never let go of him because the first time you let go of him so he can try to balance alone in the ice, he looked very worried and made grabby hands at you

he becomes better at skating after doing it so many times. you were a little jealous because he's better than you now

daisuke his whole life always had a professional chef make something for him and when he began dating you, he also began inviting other professional chefs to make something for you two

but as your relationship grew stronger, you began cooking for him and you made him feel so special and he couldn't react properly

sometimes he watches you cook and helps with the cutting (you stopped him when he cut himself), but most of the time he's at his office and you bring his food to him and he scolrs you because he wants to eat properly with you ay the dining table

bringing food to his office is a no no. eating together at the dining table and sharing stories together is a yes yes

you don't know if the food you make for him is good or bad to be honest because he always has a deadpan face and if it is bad he won't tell because he'll hurt your precious little feelings but he'll be blunt as hell if it was another person

don't even wish that daisuke will cook for you. don't get him wrong tho, he really wants to but he's been pampered a little too much that he can't distinguish onion from garlic. he just thinks garlic is an elderly onion lmao

so yeah, daisuke cannot cook

but he likes cleaning the dishes with you because he can spray you with water and he'll hear your giggles. you always break many plates when you clean dishes and always drenched in water after your little fight

having the same authority with his AI. you rarely use the AI unless absolutely necessary and you can communicate with daisuke through it. you always mess with daisuke and you'll say something to the AI like "dial haru" and AI will go like "contacting haru kato" daisuke will go "cancel dial" and then AI says "cancelling contact" and you'll say "dial haru again" and the cycle goes on

late night walks are common for you two. when he comes home earlier than he originally does, he will insist you to take a walk on his private property and if he's feeling extra generous, he'll let you take him outside and to the park or something

you can take him to the convenience, the gas station, the prison - as long as he's with you, he's fine

stargazing is part of the late night walks. he'll point at a star and you'll say what constallesation that star was part of

"do you want that star"

"no daisuke"

"i can buy it"

"you are not buying a star"

daisuke : (꒪-꒪) ⇨(¬､¬)

he loves kissing you on the lips. your lips and kisses were just so addicting and sweet that he can't find another better place to kiss you

plus your blush is too adorable. he smirks whenever you get flustered. add a soft embrace to the mix, and his heart melts

daisuke will always open the door for you. in cars, in restaurants (he'll pull your chair for you too), in anywhere

he won't let you open a door as long he's there with you cause he's a simp for you

he won't care about any other person trying to enter an establishment after you enter. he'll let go of the door handle and won't even turn if he hears a loud thump behind him

you know what else he loves? hand holding. daisuke always holds your hand whenever you're outside and will only let go if absolutely necessary like going to the comfort room

he likes playing with your fingers while you love tracing the lines on his palm. you'll probably make a cheesy joke that you can see him marrying you in his future and he goes ( ºΔº )

"how do you know i was planning to marry you?" ( ºΔº ) "can you really read palms?"

you always massage each other because stress. when you massage him, he'll let out small mewls that just makes you go omg so cute but when he massages you - he will whip out the best of best stuff for massage

he will play relaxing music for you. you fall asleep whenever daisuke massages you because he's just so good with his hands

you know what else those hands are good for? touching your body in places that'll make you blush but he mostly especially likes cupping your butt because he thinks its so cute

you don't try to do the same because last time you did, you couldn't walk the day after. don't seduce daisuke if you're not prepared for a pounding

you like grocery shopping with daisuke. sure you can always order someone else to do it or you can make use of shopping as a time to bond with each other

you two work out together. daisuke is a boxer and learning that, you begged him to teach you to box but he didn't because what if he hurts you and instead, taught you how to workout and how to defend yourself

he wanted to test out if his self defense lessons were truly learned so he hired someone to pretend to steal something from you

he learned that his self defense lessons was fruitful because the man he hired came back with bruises and such

when daisuke admitted, he slept on the couch for an entire week

in your birthday, you woke up feeling nervous because it's your birthday - meaning daisuke must be up to some expensive shit

then you realized you're not in your bedroom. it was a completely different bedroom

you were scared honestly and you thought you were kidnapped until daisuke comes into your room wearing his beach wear and his shades while holding two coconuts with straws

"happy birthday. welcome to hawaii, my love"

HOW DID HE BRING YOU THERE WITHOUT WAKING YOU UP

you're just very tired the previous night after some fun activities with daisuke if you know what i mean wink wonk you wouldn't wake up no matter how many times you tried

suzue adores you because daisuke smiles more with you and you're best friends uwu so cuteeee

will always be your peace maker whenever you and daisuke fight. she ships you two. her ship cannot sink

suzue: "just hug it out now. hug it out - I SAID HUG DON'T MAKE OUT YOU TWO ARE GOING TOO FAST"

daisuke loves head pats. he wants them all the time. ruffle ruffle his hair. his eyes will close whenever you pat his head

he only wants you to pat his head. anybody else is a no no. maybe suzue but mostly just you

he lets you get all the groceries while he pushes the cart. he doesn't know the brands he sees on the shelves so he depends on you all the time

there's another reason he likes holding hands with you - he doesn't get lost. there was this time when he got lost because you let go of him and someone called you in the intercom and when you went there, you saw daisuke waiting for you with crossed arms and a balloon and its string around his wrist

the person at service said he was frowning the whole time you were gone and so they gave him a balloon but all he did was frown while playing with the balloon. he's mad because he got lost, you were gone, and you let go of his hand

you two are opposite of haru and his girlfriend in grocery shopping

you love it when his hair is down because he's so cute? can a man really be cute and hot at the same time?

the first you saw him with his hair down, you swooned and coddled him and since then, daisuke makes it his point to put his hair down more often now

taking baths together is just as great as massages. shower? you're not some commoner peasant. you use a very large bathtub

you relax with daisuke in the bathtub with bubbles and wine and sometimes he read you a poem from the poetry book he brings at times

you two always go to bathe together. but if you feel like you wanna bathe alone, daisuke will get all pouty aww and sulk aww

he will sit at the toilet seat and stare at you and when he does this, you can't hold yourself back anymore because he's too adorable and just let him join you with a sigh. he's with you in the bathtub in seconds

but if you don't, he'll leave the bathroom after a while and poke his head at the door, staring at you, as if saying this is your last chance and if you still don't allow him, there is a good chance you'll find him sulking on your bed while lying down, back facing you

just cuddle with him, he'll be fine

haru still doesn't believe daisuke got someone like you as his girlfriend because you're so kind and down to earth and you're dating this rich bastard like whaaaat

you try to make haru see the good qualities of daisuke and every single time you do, daisuke does something to piss him off

you made it your personal mission to experience the regular life of a human being without an unlimited balance

daisuke allows you to style his hair whenever you two sit on the couch. any hairstyles, any accessories, he's open so long your soft fingers are on his hair

you have always wanted a dog and begged daisuke for one but he did not relent, saying it was too much work and although it hurts to see you sad, he had to be strong

this is the only thing and time he said no to you and i'm pretty sure you heard haru scream in horror at the distance in disbelief

then one day you and him were walking down a street when a small puppy trotted up to you two wagging its tail and barking happily at you

you bent down and patted it, cooing and daisuke is wary of that small adorable pup. will it bite you? surely the pup has some common sense

you scooped the pup up and it licked your face and you were laughing and daisuke just has a sudden realization - who looked cuter? you or the puppy? or perhaps you made each other cuter?

daisuke rejected the puppy when you tried giving it to him but you forced it into his arms. daisuke and the pup kinda just stared at each other for a long time. you honestly thought you broke both of them until daisuke kissed the forehead of the puppy, hesitantly but softly

you were shooked (you swore you can hear haru screaming again)

daisuke couldn't help himself. something about the puppy just reminded him of you. it's those puppy eyes

"we need to find its owner, daisuke"

"no"

you told him he cannot buy the puppy because the owner must be worried sick

but it turned out it was a stray lil pup and you adopted her

now daisuke comes home to see you sleeping on the couch waiting for him with the pup in your arms. his heart melts every time

his small little family

for now

Daisuke Kambe let out an exhausted sigh as he parked his car in the garage. His hair was tousled, eyelids dropping, and jacket discarded on the passenger seat beside him. The case earlier has proven difficult than the previous ones he had taken. The criminal was harder to catch with his agility and athletic abilities, and was not easily persuaded when beckoned by cash. Not to mention his partner has been rebuking him the whole time, ranting about how justice workes and how money does not solve everything - basically, the usual. He was extremely fatigued, and all he wanted to do was wash up and go to bed with his beloved in his arms.

A tired smile broke his bland visage at the thought of you. The only reason he hasn't decided to spend the night at a hotel was because you weren't there. The faster he moves, the faster he can get to bed with you. Oh, he can't wait to see you and that little puppy of yours and his.

He exited the car, jacket draped over his shoulder. He sluggishly went to the front door and entered. As he delved further into his mansion, he was immediately greeted by a lovely sight. Your slumbering figure was laid out on the couch, the newly adopted puppy curling near your chest and resting with you. Warmth swaddled his heart and his eyes softened. All of a sudden, the exhaustion he felt has vanished, and all he could do was admire this masterpiece before him. You were waiting for him again.

As much as he wanted to see you like this longer, he couldn't let you sleep on the couch. There's a much more comfortable bed waiting for you upstairs. He approached you with quiet footsteps. The puppy perked up, her superb hearing picking up the sound of his advancement. Daisuke knelt down and stroked her head. "Good evening, Chico." Then he turned to you. You looked so peaceful - parted lips, even breathing. He leaned forward and pecked your cheek, smiling a small smile when you shifted. "Good evening, love."

You let out a yawn as you rubbed your eyes, body shuffling. "Daisuke?" You groaned out. "Is that you?"

Daisuke knew you couldn't see him but he nodded anyway. "You don't have to keep waiting for me like this, you know."

To his surprise, you wrapped your arms around him and pulled yourself closer to his body. "But I want to. And I missed you." You yawned through your statement as you nuzzled your head on his neck. "You still smell good after being outside the whole day. How unfair."

Daisuke let out a chuckle. "Come on. Let's get you to bed." He stood up easily even with your form carried in his arms. Chico jumped out of the couch at the same time and followed Daisuke as he carried you upstairs to your shared room, lying you down carefully on the bed. Daisuke made an attempt to withdraw from the withholding grapple of your arms around his neck but his endeavor was less then proliferant as you have established a stronger hold on him, unrelenting.

Daisuke let out a sigh as he tried to adjust from the uncomfortable stance he was positioned in. "I need to change first, Y/N." Badgered Daisuke, hands resting on your back.

Yet his words did no preclude you and you merely shook your head in response. "No," Your eyes shone with defiance, pout manifesting on your lips. "Stay."

"I'll come back in a few, love. I can't sleep in my work clothes." Insisted Daisuke, resolve crumbling the more he looked into your eyes.

"I don't care. Just stay." You grumbled.

Sometimes Daisuke sometimes wondered just how much power you had over him. He couldn't say no to you, apart for that one time when you asked if you two could get a puppy. Looking back at it, he felt guilty that he did not allow you two to have a dog earlier but if it wasn't for his stubborness, you wouldn't have come across Chico.

Speaking of the little puppy, it had successfully jumped on the bed and let out a merry howl. Distracted by the new development of the young dog, you were able to pull Daisuke down on the space beside you and did not think twice before snuggling to his side, arms embracing him tightly as you grinned happily, a happy giggle exiting your lips. You rubbed your head on his shoulders, sighing contentedly. "You're staying here with us."

Daisuke looked down at your beaming face and looked away, redness tinting his cheeks. "If it can't be helped." He stated, but he knew he made his choice the moment you had told him to stay.

Daisuke slowly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer, and you willingly accepted his affection. You were so warm, so loving. How did he ever find you?

And then came the cloud of exhaustion. His eyelids gradually drooped over his sockets, his strength withering every second that had gone by until the last thing he saw before sleep overcame him was you and a bounding Chico burying herself in between the two of you.

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white rabbit pt 4

langa hasegawa x gn! reader (pt 1 - pt 2 - pt 3)

anon: will white rabbit have a part 4? ( if yes pls pls give them a happy ending hehe ) but its oki if you dont want to, no pressure! i just really enjoyed it and i love ur writing btw :)

⚠️ : im terrible at picking up what's a trigger, so let me know is there's anything uncomfortable!

theme: general

note: ooh my heart 💔 rip white rabbit 🐇🙏🕊 anyway, here's pt 4! :> i hope you like it and enjoy it! and thank you for reading! let me know what you think. :) i really like this chapter the most lol

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"Leave... Wonderland?"

"Forever?"

Reki and Langa stared at Adam with frowns on their face. Eyes widen at the words. Whispers surrounded them quick, destroying the small silence that gave the words to settle in for everyone. Blue eyes looked back at the [h/c]-haired skater. Their head still hanged low but he could see the sheer rage their fists held.

"He's saying that... [Y/N] [L/N], the White Rabbit, is leaving S." Miya repeated.

"Forever. Meaning.... They're kicked out." Shadow sighed, shaking his head.

Hearing those words, [Y/N] gritted their teeth and unclenched their fists. They looked up at Adam, a pleading expression on their face as they pulled their hoodie back.

"P-please... I don't wanna leave." They said, voice cracked in the beginning. Langa's heart broke at the sight. But before he could do anything, Adam walked up to them. "I'll do anything, please. Let me stay!" They continued but they flinched when their board was taken away from them harshly by Adam.

"A bet is a bet. Besides, it's about time S gets rid of its pests." Adam grinned. He snapped his finger, a couple of men bringing in a can of gasoline and a box of matches. Their eyes widen. Langa and the rest of his friends stood frozen, unable to believe the scene before them. Silence took over the crowd. [Y/N] knew they couldn't do anything to stop Adam from destroying their skateboard. "You should have won and this wouldn't happen. Remember, it's your fault." He said quietly. And with sheer power, he lifted the board and broke it in half with his knee. [Y/N] stared at him with wide eyes and mouth gaped slightly in shock. Tears pooled up and streamed down their cheeks one by one, one after the other.

"N-no... please, don't..." They whispered, a hand reaching out weakly but it didn't move much. [Y/N] was too shock to move any more than an inch.

Adam threw the broken board on the ground. He was handed the gasoline and the box of matches. He poured the liquid over the pieces, his masked eyes never leaving his younger sibling's face. Their look of terror filled him with chills. He loved it. Such as he loved the finish touch to the punishment. With elegance, Adam pulled out a match and stroke it on the igniter side of the box. Fire bursts on the matchstick. Adam flicked it onto the broken board like it was nothing and within seconds, flames burst to life, consuming the skateboard.

Langa watched with horror. [Y/N] didn't deserve that. They didn't deserve to leave. A bet wasn't even established. So, why? Why was this happening? His eyes went up to [Y/N].

"White Rabbit-"

"They're no longer go by that title." Adam interrupted coldly. "By losing this beef, no only are they banned from S, their title is no longer theirs to claim. White Rabbit is dead." Langa's eyes widen as his frown deepened. He couldn't believe it. This was not supposed to happen. Not supposed to lead to this results. No one supposed to be kick out or strip from their title. Adam reached a hand out. Langa saw how tensed [Y/N] got as the hand grew closer to them. The gloved fingers gently held into the S pin. It was on their collar of their hoodie but the next second, it wad ripped off from them. He threw it into the flames.

"I... I'm sorry..." [Y/N] apologized. Langa didn't understand. There was nothing to apologize for. Was it for Adam? For losing the race and everything they built for themselves? [Y/N] kept staring at the board, not noticing Adam turned his back on them. But his last words lef them in breaking in pieces.

"And don't bother coming home. A wild animal like you don't belong there. Never had and never will." As his final saying, Adam picked up his board and walked away but stopped to face Langa with a smirk. "Oh, and once again, my dear SNOW, congratulations." Langa blinked, watching Adam disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Damn..." Shadow muttered.

"Vanished from S... what a turn of events." Miya commented quietly.

Reki frowned at Adam's disappearing figure before he turned to Langa and [Y/N]. Everyone else slowly departed. Reki walked up to the two skaters, the broken board still caught in flames. Tears continued to spill from their eyes, Reki saw. Before the two could say any sort of comfort words to them, [Y/N] turned away from them and ran, ran as fast as they could. Away. They needed to get away and breathe. They couldn't breathe properly. Their chest was killing them. Sobs caught in their throat when they tried to cry. It hurts them. Their heart hurts. Everything was always their fault. They deserved. They believed they deserved it. They weren't a Shindo. They were a pest in the family. That was why Adam-no-Ainosuke told them not to come home. He was kicking them out. He was probably make up a lie to their aunts to make it seem it was their decision. For the better of the Shindo Family, they would say.

Life truly wasn't fair.

"C'mon, let's go!" Langa said, getting ready to chase after them but Reki grabbed his arm, pulling him back. He winced, the grip on his arm reminded him of the injuries he received during the race. "Wha- what? We have to go after them, Reki." He said, pointing towards [Y/N] running off.

"But you'll hurt even more with injuries like this. Besides, it's not our business. What happened with them was between them and Adam." Reki said. Miya nodded as he walked up to them.

"He's right, Langa. We should stay out of it. They're no longer of importance." Miya added in, crossing his arms over his chest. Langa frowned at the two boys.

"It's probably not the best time to even go after them. It's best that we mind our own business for now." Shadow advised, the other two boys giving affirmative responses. Langa tried to come up with reasons to go after them, but Reki shook his head and led Langa awau from the factory, pointing out the cuts once again. That was the last time Langa saw [Y/N].

The past couple of weeks, they were no were in sight. No familiar white hoodie resembling a white rabbit was found around S. No one spoke about them. It was like they never existed in the first place. As if S never heard of a skater called White Rabbit. Langa tried to find ways to get into contact with them but whenever he mentioned them, he was ignored, shut down, avoided. He was worried for them, for their safety. If Adam truly meant his words, then where would [Y/N] be? Langa wanted to make sure they were okay. That was all he wanted to know.

"[Y/N]... where are you?" Langa muttered as he walked through the park. He was planning to meet Reki at their usual hangout. Although, he wanted to clear his mind out of [Y/N] and the events that occurred. It wasn't their fault. It was his. If he never beef against them, Langa would had still see them every night at S, even from a fair distance to admire them. They would still be in his life, somehow.

"Ah, sorry..." A tired voice said. Langa looked down, not realizing he bumped into someone. He did felt something hit him as he walked, but he didn't pay too much attention. Langa opened his mouth to apologize instead but words were caught in his throat. His eyes widen. He couldn't believe it. The board in his hand dropped to the ground beside him, both hands reaching up a bit.

"It's you..." Langa whispered. Confusion replaced the apologic gaze on their face. "White Rabbit." When the title left his lips, it was their turn for their eyes to grew wide. Langa smiled brightly. "It's you, White Rabbit. [Y/N]." Langa was happy. He found his white rabbit once more. But no more words left Langa's lips as a hand slapped his cheek. It took him a second to register the outcome. A shaky hand of his reached to touch the burning cheek. He flinched when his fingers came into contact. "Wh-what?" A handprint appeared as a light red shade on his cheek. His eyes focused on them. They didn't wore their signature hoodie. Only a black one with dark blue jeans and white Vans shoes. Their eyes were still the same crimson color but filled with anger. And sadness? Langa parted his lips, unable to say anything.

"Don't call me that name. Because of you, I'm no longer.... that..." [Y/N] spat out, glaring dangerously at Langa. "You took everything away from me. You ruined my life!" They yelled, all the feelings they tried to bottle in exploded. Langa watched with a shook expression as they ranted off on him. He may be dense to others' emotions but he could pick up the hurt in [Y/N]'s voice. The way they trembled with rage. He didn't like that. Langa didn't like seeing them upset. Especially when hd was the one who caused it.

"I'm sorry."

[Y/N] paused, staring at Langa with wide eyes. Their frown grew deeper as they tried to find any sort of pity or joke in his baby blue eyes. In which they felt like they were looking at the ocean. So blue. Like the sky. [Y/N] shook their head rapidly, gritting their teeth.

"Oh, shut up. I don't need your pity. And I doubt you're sorry! Because of you, not only was I kicked out of S, I was kicked out of my home... Not like it ever felt like home anyway..." They said, mumbling the last words but Langa caught them.

"Wait? Home... Where were you staying at?" Langa asked, voice filled with concern. [Y/N] scrunched their nose, eyes narrowed. "I swear, I'm not pitying you. I'm actually... worried. I've been worried for a long time now. Ever since you left S." Langa said, looking away from them, sudden feeling timid for no particular reason. They raised a brow, watching Langa's movements to fact-check his worries. There was no hint of him lying. But they still kept their guard up. "I even asked around back in S for the past few weeks. Not one single person said anything...It's like you-"

"-never existed." They continued for him softly, eyes casted down to the ground. Their features relaxed but Langa noted the sadness stayed. No anger in sight. They sighed tiredly, running a hand through their hair. "Doesn't matter... Just stop it." [Y/N] crossed their arns over their chest, raising a brow. "Beside, the hell you kept asking about me? Aren't you happy I've been kicked?"

Langa shook his head right away once the question next their lips.

"No. I'm not happy. In fact, I..." Langa took a deep breath, trying to think on his words before they left his mouth. "I'm not enjoying myself." He mumbled, making [Y/N] take a step closer to hear him properly. They tilted their head, lips tugged down a bit as they urged him to repeat himself and keep going. "It makes me sad not to see you at S anymore. I didn't want any of that to happen. I didn't even know what was going on." Langa shrugged, looking at them with a pout. A pout they found adorable. He looked like a kicked puppy who didn't like the fact their owner left their home everyday. [Y/N] mentally cringed at the thought. What were they thinking? This was the same guy who went up against their brother and banned them from S. They hated him. They were supposed to hate him. [Y/N] clicked their tongue, throwing Langa off the sense, wondering if he said anything wrong. A faint red hue decorated their cheeks. They turned their back on him, hugging themselves.

"Whatever. Whether you knew what was going on or not, doesn't matter. My board got destroyed and I can't go back to S. Everything happened..." [Y/N] whispered, arms slowly fell back to their sides as they watched the sun beginning to settle down for the rest of the day. "I've got nothing... I've got no one-"

"You got me." Langa butt in. The words made them do a double take on him. It caught them off guard. And Langa continued to surprise them. A determined glint in his eyes as he stepped closer. "Reki can build you a new board and we can all skate. Together. We can skate outside of S, anyway. It'll be fun!" Langa bounced a bit in his steps, smiling brightly. "We can hang out together. And if you don't have a job, you can work with Reki and me. You even move in wi-"

"Stop..."

"We can go to school togeth-"

"Stop it."

"You got us! So, you don't have to wor-"

"Shut up!"

Langa blinked, taken back by the sudden outburst from [Y/N]. He focused back on them, confused why they told him to quiet down. Their brows knitted down, hands clutched by their side. The sunset shoned behind them. The soft breeze brushed against their figure out. And if Langa squinted, he could had notice their faint blush reddened slightly. They looked cute. He wanted to see them blush again.

"Just... why are you doing this?" They asked, their eyes looking anywhere but Langa. They were shy. They found it unbelievable but it happened. They were shy.

Langa stared at them for a moment, making [Y/N] nervous.

"Because I like you."

Those words froze [Y/N] on the spot. Their eyes widen, lips parted slightly. The words ran through their mind like an echo. Langa's charmed smile implanted with it.

"And I want to be your friend."

Impossible.

"That's..." [Y/N]'s face was burning up. Cheeks redder they matched their eyes. "That's stupid." They blurted out quickly, taking a step back. Langa frowned a bit, not unexpecting that sort of answer to his confession. A confession they weren't sure if they were happy about or sadden by it.

"No one wants to be my friend. No one likes me... That's what they always told me." [Y/N] took another step back, brows knitted down but not in anger but in sorrow. Every step they took back, Langa takes one forward. "I'm unlovable... I don't... deserve it." The young former skater shook their head, as if snapping into reality. Tears welled up on their eyes. "You don't like me. You don't. You don't, you don't, you don't, you don't," They repeated quietly, hugging themselves as the tears rolled down their cheeks. Langa panicked. He didn't wanted to upset them. What they said made him wonder who told them such statements. They trembled and he didn't know what to do.

Except for one thing. And he hoped he don't get slap doing so.

Arms wrapped around their frame, a hand on their head as the other rest on their lower back. The hand stroke their head as the other ran their back in a circular form. Langa closed his eyes, hugging [Y/N] closed to him.

"Shh... shh... It's okay, [Y/N]..." He whispered. "Whoever told you those things, they... they don't know what they're talking about." Langa took a deep breath. "But I'm telling the truth. And you do deserve it." He pulled away a bit, cupping their face with his hands and made them looked at him. "I like you. I like you very much. And even though I want to be more, I do want to be your friend." Langa smiled genuinely, blue eyes staring into red ones. "So, please... let me be your friend."

[Y/N] stared at Langa, stunned in his embrace. The blush darkened as Langa continued. They couldn't believe it. Their heart pounded little by little with every word Langa spoke. The hands on their face felt nice. The comfort hug was something they never experienced. They only got hurt by the hands of those who dared say they loved them. But, for whatever reason, they trusted Langa's words.

"Please... don't hurt me..."

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