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haddonfieldwhore · 4 months

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offline - vince dunn

streamer!vince dunn x reader

summary: everyone in vince’s chat thinks he’s in love with you, which makes hiding your relationship interesting

warnings: a few uses of y/n, i think that’s it. not too proud of this one

word count: 0.9k

“bluepanda2, thank you for the 5 gift subs,” you heard vince say into his microphone as you passed by his streaming room. he had been on for nearly 4 hours already, and while you were used to the long streams he did by now, nearly six months into your relationship, you did still get impatient waiting for his attention sometimes. you had been friends with vince for a few years, having met through a mutual friend and staying in touch via text, until one day he gained the courage to ask you out, and here you were now. knowing the stress that the public eye could put a lot of stress on a new relationship, you had both decided it would be best to keep your romance a secret, at least for the first little while. months had gone by and some people were suspicious, and some people just wanted it to happen from the few times you had appeared on or been mentioned in streams.

you didn’t always watch his streams, honestly not having the time to some days, and also feeling like you were spying on him sometimes when you did. but tonight you found yourself missing the man who was just up the stairs from you, and curled up on the couch in his living room with the stream pulled up on your phone.

“guys i’m gonna wrap things up soon. i have a friend coming over so i have to hop off early tonight,” he explained.

- is it y/n?

- i bet it’s y/n

- ^^ i wish they would stream together again

“maybe one day y/n will come over and come on the stream again. i’ll ask them.” vince smiled, reading the chat.

- he’s blushing!!!

- dunner is in love <3

- //youtube link - vince simping compilation//

- are you two dating yet?

- ^^ they’re just friends

- ^^ sure they are lol

"chat, i need you to stop linking clips about me crushing on y/n," he laughed, the crinkles by his eyes on full display, along with the dimple in his cheek that you loved so much. “we’re just friends.”

you smiled as you watched your boyfriend interact with his viewers, knowing how much they meant to him. hopefully one day soon you would be able to tell them the truth, but you both weren’t ready yet. vince wrapped up the stream, and you shut your phone off as you heard his footsteps coming down the stairs.

“hey, you’re offline early today,” you smiled as he flopped onto the couch next to you. “how was the stream today?”

“it was good. did you watch any of it?” he asked.

“i just caught the last couple minutes,” you smiled mischievously. “you know, when everyone was saying how much you love me.”

“hmmm,” he hummed, pulling you close and kissing your lips softly. “they’re right.”

“do you think we should tell them soon?” you asked, and he shrugged.

“i want to,” he ran his hand over his face. “i just know how people can be. and once it’s out there we can’t take it back, you know?”

“yeah, i get it. for now i’m happy having you all to myself,” you smiled, pulling on his arm until he laid on top of you, his head resting on his chest. your fingers ran through his curls, the soft locks slightly matted down from wearing his headset for so long.

“did you miss me or something?” he teased, and you flicked his forehead with your finger.

“yes, actually,” you pouted, and he laughed as he crawled further on top of you, his hands on either side of your head as his body hovered above yours.

“baby if you want my attention, you just have to ask,” he said sweetly, kissing you again.

“another quote that would get added to the compilation video?” you teased.

“definitely,” he smiled, and it was you that kissed him this time, hands tangling in his hair as you pulled him down. his teeth played with your bottom lip as you felt more of his weight on top of you.

“are you tired, vin?” you asked, and he nodded, laying fully on top of you now and burying his face in the crook of your neck. you giggled as he kissed your neck, his stubble tickling against your skin. “vince-“ you whined as he nipped at the skin softly, his hands on your waist, fingertips sliding just under the hem of your sweater. he only hummed in response as he left wet kisses up to your jaw. his lips finally traveled up to your again for one more kiss, before he sat up.

“i’m sorry i never pay enough attention to you,” he said, and you shook your head.

“it’s okay, i’m just being clingy,” you laughed. it honestly wasn’t an issue, there were just some nights you wanted to be close to him when you couldn’t. “maybe i could hang out with you on stream again soon, if the viewers are okay with it.”

“sure, you can tomorrow night if you want,” he said, and a devilish smile tugged at his lips.

“why are you making that face?” you asked nervously and he laughed.

“no reason,” he laughed, before pointing at your neck.

“but if you’re going to be on the stream, we’re gonna have to hide that hickey.”

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prompt @novvasdreamscape

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

#i hate this actually #vince dunn fic #vince dunn x reader #vince dunn imagine #vince dunn #seattle kraken #seattle #seattle kraken fic #nhl #kraken nhl #nhl imagine #nhl fic #nhl players #real person fiction #hockey fic #hockey #hockey imagine

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reverie-starlight · 1 month

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jk I watched one of my favourite keigo edits on insta and I got inspired. happy birthday 2 me 🫶🏻 (the main fic I was working on is still coming, but idk when exactly 🥹)

fem!reader, no physical descriptions. pure birthday fluff with tiny little minuscule amounts of angst sprinkled in bc. well. it’s a birthday. I’m sick for my 20th, so reader is too 😔

you wake up to the sound of squeaky bedroom door hinges and a quiet but still enthusiastic rendition of happy birthday.

barely awake but just alert enough to realize what’s going on, you smile and turn over on your side to face keigo. he walks in slowly with a large bag around his wrist and a cupcake with slightly squished frosting in his palms.

he sits on his designated side of the bed (the one closer to the door since he insists on being your hero at all hours of the day) and waits for you to sit up against the headboard before sticking a candle into the dessert and lighting it for you.

“make a wish, baby,” he says. with how dark the room still is in the early morning, his face is lit up from the soft glow of the flame. warmth settles in your stomach as you watch the flickering reflection in his eyes and you can only think of one thing worth wishing for.

please let this last forever. don’t let me mess it up.

you blow out the candle and he cheers, moving to sit right next to you against the headboard. you lean your head on his shoulder and he happily feeds you pieces of cupcake, feathers working overtime trying to catch all of the crumbs before they reach the bed.

when you finish chewing a piece, he says, “how are you feeling?”

you shrug. “okay today, I think. better than yesterday, for sure- I feel like I can breathe again.”

you don’t miss how he winces at your voice, definitely less congested than the last few days, but sounding even more rough from lack of use overnight. you try to clear your throat, but it turns into a coughing fit. “drink some water, angel, don’t strain yourself.”

the stream of water soothes the itch and you sigh in relief. keigo, not phased one bit by your sickness, kisses your cheek, your nose, and then your lips. “I’m sorry you’re sick on your birthday, sweet girl.”

you shrug and try to play off how his nicknames are affecting you so early in the morning. “it’s okay, keigo, it could be a lot worse. a cold on my birthday isn’t the end of the world.”

his eyes soften. “yeah, but I know you were feeling more hopeful about things this year… it’s not often you get like that about your birthday, so I just wish the universe was on the same wavelength as us about that.”

you look down at your lap and pick at a loose string on the comforter. he must see your lips wobbling, because he slings an arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer.

it’s quiet for a second, but soon enough you’re sniffling in his arms and he knows it’s not your cold acting up.

“it’s okay, sweetheart, let it out.”

he understands birthdays are hard for you. he’s never pried into it, but he has his suspicions.

he could push, but he knows that your issues with your own birthday are far too deep-rooted to unpack in one morning before work. he’ll save it for a later date. right now all he wants is to see you smile again, so he’ll have to distract you from your thoughts.

“baby, you deserve the whole world. you know that, right?”

you shake your head. “I don’t, though. I don’t do anything deserving of what I’ve gotten so far… I don’t work hard enough, I don’t always make the best decisions for myself, I guess I’m a good person, but I could do so much better… I’m just so average. I barely even deserve-“

you end your rant with a half-hearted gesture in no particular direction, but he gets the idea and he frowns in concern.

“me? you don’t think you deserve…me?”

guilt keeps you from meeting his gaze again and he sighs.

his angel, his baby, the love of his life. the one. he just wants to take it all away.

you take things to heart too easily sometimes, so this moment might just be things you’ve let bubble up more recently… but his instinct and familiarity both tell him that these aren’t new feelings.

“sweet girl, I think it’s the other way around. I don’t think I’m very deserving of someone as incredible as you.”

you blink and finally meet his eyes again. “but…”

he doesn’t let you continue. “I would give you anything you asked for just for existing, baby. you don’t have to do a damn thing for my love.”

reaching over to grab the bag he had around his wrist earlier, he presents it to you with a wide grin and an excited glint in his eyes. “but I’ll start with this.”

you take the bag and pull out what looks like a scrapbook. the cover is decorated with foam stickers that spell out both of your names and badly cut paper hearts that look to be taken from sparkly card-stock. the book itself is made from faux-leather in your favourite colour.

your eyes travel up from the photo album to keigo, curiously. he’s happy to see a small smile forming on your face and he wipes away the last of your tears with a feather. “keigo, did you-“

he chuckles a little nervously. “I know it’s not the best work you’ve ever seen, but I wanted to make something by hand for you. I, um, I’ve never really done arts and crafts before.”

he recognizes the sound that comes out of your mouth to be the same one you make when you see a stray animal. he’s not sure if that’s a good thing or not, but the smile on your face as you examine each page (twenty pages total, all hand decorated with printed pictures of you both documenting significant moments over the course of your relationship) makes him think the latter.

“I have other gifts for you, of course, but I know you’ve been talking about having a physical photo album instead of a digital one for a while now, so I thought I’d try it. If you don’t like it, that’s totally okay we can-“

you cut him off by throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him. “keigo, shut up, this is the sweetest gift I’ve ever received. there are songs associated with every picture. you’re literally so cute, where did you even get the idea for that?”

he laughs against your lips when you say that and shakes his head. “you’re joking, right? you always have a song for every occasion, how could I pass up on the opportunity?”

you press your lips against his again and he melts into it, relived that you like his first (of many) gift.

he watches you flip through it a couple more times with a smile before taking it and placing it on the nightstand. “alright, birthday girl, you can go back to sleep if you’d like.”

“you’re going to work?” you try to keep the disappointment out of your voice, but he hears it anyway and he’s so happy he planned for this.

“nope! I’m all yours today. I booked it off months ago, I just want you to rest up a bit more. you’re still sick, remember?”

he snickers when your hopeful smile drops at the mention of your cold. “ugh don’t remind me. but if I’m going back to sleep, you’re coming with me. you don’t have an excuse anymore and it’s my birthday, so I have some sway.”

“you always have sway, baby,” he says while getting under the covers with you.

“yeah, but I’m extra convincing today,” you argue, and he knows if he doesn’t curb the conversation right now, you’ll never fall back asleep.

“alright, alright, come here. just rest,” he tugs you down to lay on his chest and reaches under your shirt to caress your back.

“hey keigo?” you ask after a minute, voice once again riddled with sleep.

“mhm?”

“when you eventually get sick and I have to take care of you, can we add to the scrapbook some more?”

it’s a given that you would continue it together, but he doesn’t say that because he knows you’re too tired for the realization to hit you yet. so instead he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “of course, angel. that sounds great.”

you’re lulled to sleep a few minutes later to the sound of his voice whispering the sweetest of sweet nothings.

“happy birthday, baby.”

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okay this is unedited bc it’s not even 7 am while I’m typing this and I don’t have time later to change anything, so I’M SORRY 😭

the other bday fic is coming I swear 🥹

#keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #hawks x reader fluff #keigo x reader fluff #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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popponn · 7 months

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a fool in love. [isagi yoichi x f!reader]

notes: no listen downbad!yoichi is kind of a walking disaster because this is the kind of guy that goes 'oh making you happy makes me happy' and he is mister egoist who goes a bit unhinged whenever he wants something do you get it. it's kind of doomed in a very cute way. (aka this is a fit of madness pt three. the only thing im willing to examine with seriousness here are isagi yoichi's deep blue eyes.)

You knew it wasn’t as if it was a bad thing. But, in a way, as happy as Yoichi makes you—you kind of wish he doesn’t turn off half of his brain when it came to you.

So far, the most often times he could do that was when soccer came up. And most of them ended up with longing stare and him turning his head back one last time as if saying 'sorry'. One time, you actually ended up throwing a snot soaked tissue because he felt bad leaving for practice when you were bedridden with a flu. It was adorable, but honestly a bit pathetic, in a cute way.

Though, those moments are indeed cute when you compared them to the others.

“I’m craving something salty and buttery,” you said at 2.34 am and you had to physically restrain him from cooking for you. Doing that to an athlete on his prime while being half asleep taught your backbone that it was a terrible idea. It made cracking noises for a week straight.

“Oh, that shirt is cute,” you once praised the white t-shirt he wore while lounging around with his friends in the living room. Suddenly, it was his favorite shirt. Last month, thankfully, that old, greying thing was replaced by another t-shirt you bought him before it had seven holes in them.

“God, I fucking hate him,” you would mindlessly comment about someone and Yoichi’s mouth went on a field trip. This happened around way too much already. One time happened when you said this half-jokingly after his match and high adrenaline Yoichi thinking someone genuinely did something to you was a sight. Hot, but unsuited for public consumption.

At this point, you really didn’t want to know what the line was for him outside of his soccer. It also didn’t help that it seems like most of his friends—especially Bachira—are a bunch of shit stirrers who supports him.

“You know, it’s sweet and stuffs,” you sighed, one day, deciding that being honest is the best way to go. “But, I really wonder, why you are like that sometimes?”

Yoichi, who walked beside you whilst pushing the shopping basket in one hand, smiled bashfully. “Uh, well—I got… carried away sometimes?”

“Definitely,” you sent him an unamused glance whilst showing him the shopping list written in his phone. “It’s not that I hate every time you do it. I just want to know why.”

Yoichi laughed nervously at that, averting his eyes away from you as he grabbed a pack of butter from his right. It took him sometime to answer, and as he did so Yoichi’s expression turned nostalgic and fond, “Remember when you said that you wouldn’t want me to lose my focus on soccer even if we are together?”

“Ah.” You did remember it. It was a long conversation that was both necessary and heavy back then. At this moment, though, it became just another chapter in your life with Yoichi.

“Well, I kind of swear to myself after that—” Yoichi stopped walking and turned towards you, looking at you through his blue eyes with many promises and softness. It took everything in you to not hide as he continued, “—that I will make you the happiest person on earth even with everything going on. So, yeah?”

And suddenly, you found yourself very lucky. “Oh.”

“And also, uh, I like how it feels when I spoil you and stuffs…? ” Yoichi murmured almost inaudibly, sounding unsure and embarrassed, before quickly laughing it off in the boyish manner you had came to known since long ago. A hand warped itself around yours and Yoichi smiled, a hint of red still coloring his cheeks, “So, uh. You know.”

Like a second nature, you intertwined your fingers along with him and gave him a smile just as shy and gentle in return, ”…seriously? You do it just because it makes you happy? Now, I’m sad.”

“And now you are just teasing me,” Yoichi replied easily. Then, he leaned his head, peering into his phone in your hand, “What else do we have to buy?”

“Hmm…” you hummed, eyes not turning away from him. “I think we got it all.”

#bllk #bllk imagines #blue lock #bllk x reader #blue lock fluff #bluelock x reader #blue lock scenarios #blue lock x reader #bllk fluff #isagi yoichi #isagi fluff #blue lock isagi #blue lock imagines #isagi x reader #isagi yoichi x reader #bllk isagi #im a bit unwell for him #please talk isagi to me........someone.... like he is sweet guy who knows what he wants. talk about cute and [redacted]#drabbles

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katnisspeetaprim · 10 months

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Slice Of Life Part 1

Jeon Jungkook/Reader

Summary: Your and Jungkooks first meeting and first date.

Warnings: idol!au, non Korean reader, store worker reader, fluff, kissing.

Word Count: 1821 M.list

2018

The first time you and Jungkook met, was when he wandered into your workplace at 2AM. You worked in a small 24 hour store and the place was always dead this time of night, so you perked up when someone walked through the door, happy to have someone to speak to.

‘Hello! Welcome.’ You cringed at how cheery you sounded for how late, or early it was. You couldn’t really make out the face of the man who just walked in, considering he was wearing a hat and also a mask, though from what you could see he looked quite young, maybe 20 ish?

To your surprise, he turned to you and bowed slightly, saying a quiet hello. You watched as he picked his items and walked to the counter. Various snack and drinks, along with tubs of ramen littered the counter, one tub almost rolling off which he clumsily caught.

‘So that will be 40,000 won please.’ You couldn’t help but raise your brow in shock when he pulled out a black card for such a small amount. You wondered how rich this guy was to be able to have something like that at such a young age, though you kept quiet. He went to take the bag from you but hesitated.

‘I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you Korean is very good.’ A smile grew on your face, not expecting the compliment.

‘Oh thank you! I’ve lived here since I was 12.’

‘Ah very cool! I bet it was scary, moving country so young?’ The stranger sounded genuinely interested, which only made you happy to share your story.

‘I guess so. My step dad is Korean and he got a good job over here.’ You explained.

‘So good that you have to work in a convenience store?’ He chuckled, but realised right away that that may have been a little insensitive... ‘Sorry.. I didn’t mean it like that...’ You held up your hand to stop him apologising.

‘No it’s ok. I don’t really have a relationship with them now, so I’m supporting myself how I can.’ You smiled warmly, hoping to make clear that he hadn’t offended you in any way. The man nodded as he looked over your smiling face. There was an awkward silence as you shuffled from one foot to the other.

‘Was there something else I can help you with?’ You asked, feeling a little intimidated under his gaze. He looked as though he was contemplating something.

‘I’m sorry if this is too forward, but you are very pretty.’ Your eyes widened and you felt a blush creep up to your cheeks. You brushed some stray hair behind your ear as you laughed.

‘Um thank you.’ You looked up. ‘I wish I could return the complement, but I can’t see your face...’ You glanced up at him, hoping he got the hint. He looked away, and you could see his eyes were cast down, like he was weighing up his options, before he slowly lowered his mask. Your eyes widened again. Stood in front of you, the man you’d been kind of flirting with, was Jeon Jungkook from BTS.

‘Oh, wow yeah. Definitely handsome.’ Was all you could manage to say. He smirked at your response. Jungkook was well aware of how he looked.

‘What’s your name?’

‘Y/N’ You try to say with confidence, pausing for a moment after. ‘I’d be lying if I said I didn’t know yours...’ You didn’t want to make things awkward, but you wanted to be transparent with him too. It was only fair. Jungkook looked down, still smiling but almost like he was disappointed.

‘I’m sorry if that’s not what you wanted to hear..’ You trailed off, hugging yourself sadly.

‘Ah no, it’s not that. If you can talk to me like a human, that’s all I want.’ He spoke quickly , not wanting you to feel offended by his actions. You gave him the biggest smile you could muster.

‘I can do that.’ He grinned back at you.

‘Would it be alright if I came back here to talk again sometime?’ He asked hopefully.

‘I’m here every week night!’

After that night, Jungkook started coming in every other day just to see you. You enjoyed seeing Jungkook and not just because he was some famous idol. You felt a genuine connection with him, and you only hoped that he felt that way too. You wanted to ask him on a date, but you also didn’t want to over step and boundaries he may have. Maybe it was best to see how things play out for now, possibly just ask for his number and go from there.

Turns out you were worried over nothing. He ended up making the first move and asked you out to dinner. You said yes. Obviously.

Jungkook had insisted on picking you up for your date so you stood waiting on your front porch, fidgeting nervously as you checked the time yet again. He was late. By almost half an hour. You had text him to see if he was on his way, but received no response. At this point you were sure you had been stood up.

You sighed and looked down sadly, swallowing the lump in your throat as you took in your outfit. You had chosen a flowy blue, knee length dress and simple hair and makeup, not wanting to seem over the top for the first date.

You were in the process of unlocking your front door so you could wallow in self pity, when you heard the sound of an engine suddenly pulling up.

You turned just in time to see Jungkook jumping out and running up to you.

‘I’m so sorry I’m late! We ran late at practice, then we had to go to a meeting, and THEN I couldn’t find anything to wear and the traffic...’ He was rambling, desperate to explain. You smiled softly, realising he had tried his best to get there.

‘Jungkook, it’s fine. You’re here now.’ He sighed in relief when he heard you speak. ‘Thank you. I promise to make it up to you.’

This place was way out of your comfort zone. You had been worried about being over dressed, but now you felt under dressed in this place. You tried to distract yourself with the menu, but your face paled when you saw the prices, plus there weren’t many vegetarian options either...

Jungkook was oblivious to your concerns as he spoke animatedly, not that you wanted him to notice. You just wanted to have a nice night together.

‘I’m ready to order. How about you Y/N?’

‘Umm-‘ You hesitated for a moment, eyes raking over the menu once more.

‘I think I’ll just get a salad and an eggplant and seaweed side dish.’ He frowned at your choice.

‘Salads? Are you sure that’s all you want? I’m paying if the prices are an issue?’ He didn’t want to assume you couldn’t pay, but he was aware that this place wasn’t within everybody’s budget.

‘No please, I don’t want you to pay for me.’ You waved your hands dismissively. ‘Plus it’s not that.’

‘Are you sick?’ he asked, concern filling his features. You smiled at his caring nature.

‘No. I’m a vegetarian and there just aren’t many options is all.’ You watched he face fall as you explained.

‘Ah right.’ He sighed and his shoulders sagged. ‘I’m sorry Y/N. I should have asked about that.’

‘No honestly it’s fine! I don’t mind eating salads, I swear!’ You tried to make him feel better, but it didn’t really work.

‘This is probably the worst date you’ve been on huh?’ He looked down sadly. The last thing you wanted was for him to be upset. You leaned across the table and gently placed your hand over his.

‘not even close. Really, I like being with you.’ He stared at your hand resting on his for a second, before turning his hand upwards to hold yours with a smile.

‘What do you say we get out of here? We can get takeout and go back to your place to eat?’ You raise your eyebrows playfully.

‘My place? That’s a bit forward, don’t you think?’ You smirked at him, causing a deep blush to form across his face.

‘NO! T-that’s not what I meant, I swear! There’s just 6 other guys at my place who won’t leave us alone...’ He stuttered out, causing you to laugh, putting him out of his misery.

‘I’m kidding! I know what you meant.’

After that, you both got up and left, ignoring the strange glances from the waiters as you walked out the door. Not long later, you found yourself spread out on your sofa, surrounded by various boxes of takeout.

‘This is definitely more my scene.’ You sighed contently as you finished your slice of pizza. Jungkook had removed his jacket, leaving him in a dress shirt that clung to his shape perfectly. You couldn’t help but admire him.

‘I’m glad I could get something right.’ He chuckled, stacking up the containers on the coffee table. You gently shoved his arm.

‘Stop that! I’ve had a good time tonight.’ He grinned at you as he leaned back, arm spread across the back of the sofa. You shuffled up next to him and nestled yourself under his arm.

‘Hi there.’ He smiled down at you.

‘hi.’ His hand came down to brush across your shoulder, causing Goosebumps to appear on your skin.

You looked up at him and caught his eyes boring into you. Without warning, he leaned down and kissed you. The action took you by surprise, but you excitedly returned his kiss. You bought your hand up to cup the side of his face as you made out with open mouth kisses.

You pulled back for breath and rested your forehead against his.

‘I didn’t expect that to happen, not that I’m complaining.’ He joked, pulling you close.

‘Yeah.’ You nodded with a blush, smiling wide. Your fingers ghosted over his chest.

‘What are my chances of a second date?’ You pretended to think for a second.

‘I’d say about 50/50.’ You smirked before giving him another quick peck.

‘Ah, I see how it is.’ He laughed.

‘OH SHIT!’ He suddenly exclaimed when he caught sight of the time.

‘What!?’

‘I didn’t realise how late it was! I need to go, early schedule tomorrow.’ He was disappointed, but he couldn’t risk being late in the morning.

‘I understand. I had a great time tonight.’ You stood and walked him back to the door as he put his jacket back on.

‘I’ll call you tomorrow, ok?’ You nodded in agreement as you pulled him into a tight hug. ‘See you soon.’ He whispered in your ear, before planting a kiss on your cheek. As you watched him drive away, you couldn’t stop yourself from giggling like an idiot.

#bts #bts x reader #imagine #one shot #scenario #reaction #drabble #smut #fluff #angst #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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necros-writing-stuff · 9 months

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Eden's new spouse had a diary on them when he took them. Spouse doesn't write in the diary for a bit at first while at the cabin, then starts writing again. Eden's spouse is pretty quiet, so they get curious. Eden reads the diary, and there are a bunch of entries about how awful life was and what they needed to do to survive, then spouse starts writing again and it's all about how much better life is now, and how much they love and appreciate Eden. Cue feels.

Brief, non-specific mentions of types of abuse PC faced growing up mentioned. Other than that, pretty fluffy (with some horny strewn throughout):

Eden doesn't always come back home this early from hunts. This one, however, went pretty badly when he'd stumbled across another hunter's old metal trap and cut his forearm. Of course he'd left his cleaning shit back at the cabin. It was just one of those days where nothing seemed to go right.

You'd seemed frazzled as you buzzed around him, still too quiet to really ask if you could help but the worry obvious in your eyes. That's when he noticed the poorly hidden notebook. You'd tried to put it behind the drawer, but in your haste to appear normal it'd fallen from its hiding spot and Eden finally discovered your little secret.

He kept his discovery to himself. Best that you wouldn't know so that you wouldn't change the hiding spot and Eden would be able to read future updates you wrote.

The chance to find out what the book entailed came early the next morning. Eden had an excuse to laze around a bit with his healing arm, but you were up and out to do chores. He didn't know what to expect. Plans to run away? Gorey scribbles of his head on a pike? Confessions of love for another?

The truth was somehow worse, yet far better.

The hunter's throat had a lump growing in it the further he read. It was a diary of sorts, detailing life at the orphanage before you were taken by Eden. He couldn't read too much of it, every hit and insult dredging up memories of his own he'd rather stay buried. His stomach flipped when he got to the sexual abuse. Goddamn it Bailey. Of all people, he should know better.

Despite the horrific details, there was a hopeful tone to the words he read. A tone that made sense as he continued to read. You'd written all of this after having been at the cabin for a while, having settled in and been allowed the freedom to use Eden's things as your own. Part of him was peeved he'd lost out on using a perfectly fine note book, but it was worth the words he had before him.

"I feel safe here. I didn't think I would ever know that feeling again, but I do now. Eden keeps me happy - which is still strange some days because he did sort of kidnap me. And he was terrifying. But with every new day I just can't help but feel like I might be starting to love him? Just a little bit? Maybe it's just Stockholm Syndrome."

That was just one entrance from three months ago. The trend continued.

"Yeah no, definitely lust at least. Caught myself almost drooling at him today while he was chopping wood, didn't even stop staring when he saw me. Ahhhh I must look like a freak to him sometimes. Well ya get what ya didn't pay for mister!"

The hunter couldn't help but chuckle at that. Though his cheeks grew hot from the thought that you'd been oggling him so. He'd have to remember to tale his shirt off while getting firewood more often.

"It's so fucking stupid, but every damn time he lets me sit in his lap and he reads to me I forget everything else ever existing. It's just me and him and the story he's reading, and I never feel so content anywhere else. Well, except maybe when we're doing it. He's getting really good when he goes down on me these days, I only wish he'd do it more often. I think I might have scared him by how hard I pulled his hair last time?"

More oral... yup he can certainly remember to do that. And no, it hadn't scared him at all when you'd pulled on his hair. It had almost made him finish in his pants before he could get to fucking you properly, actually. Hence why he didn't let you do it anymore.

There were more entries that Eden had to save for later, carefully placing your book back into its place and then finally joining you outside to do his share of the chores. A bubbly feeling rose in his chest as he worked, each time he caught your eyes on him only having him remember the words you'd written about finding it a turn on to watch him do jobs around the cabin.

It had been a long time since you'd felt safe. It had been a longer time since Eden had felt desirable. Since he'd felt accepted and loved.

Each day he'd find the time to check if you'd written something new. It was meant to be private, but he felt as though he needed to hear your praise. It became a crutch, a way to tell how the relationship was due to your withdrawn nature. You still didn't speak up very often. The hunter didn't hear your voice as much as he'd like to, so your written word had to fill the void. And it did, greatly.

Each and every compliment made his cheeks grow hot, his back a little straighter and his head was held a little higher. Every small declaration of love felt to be the size of Jupiter. Every moment of frustration endearing. He'd even been using the bedroom tips you had for him - carefully, of course. Didn't want you catching on.

You would eventually. You'd learn that he was reading your diary. But for now, Eden got to enjoy you in his own private way, too.

#spill your guts #wayfare-angel #eden the hunter #'nw lemon'#'nw abduction'#gn reader #'nw abuse'

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nightghoul381 · 2 months

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Dark If ~ Jude Jazza

This a fan translation so it is definitely not 100% accurate. I do not own anything related to Ikemen Villains. Support Cybird by buying their amazing stories!

Thus, the Thorn Princess fell into a 100-year sleep due to a curse, but was awakened by a princes kiss,

And they lived happily ever after--.

Kate: “…I, I haven’t been kissed by a prince…”

A passage from The Thorn Princess that I’d read when I lived in England came back to me and I couldn’t help but mutter to myself.

Thorn Ellis: “Is something wrong?”

Kate: “Ah, no….While I was sleeping in this castle, didn’t my father or the military invade looking for me…?”

When I woke up, I was told that my father, the King, had passed away while I was sleeping.

I was worried for a while that I had parted with him in an impersonal way, but

After visiting his grave, I was able to sort out my feelings a little.

Moreover…because he cursed me and stole me from my father, he earned the hatred of all the people,

When I think of Jude, who is still hated and feared 100 years later, I can’t help but wince.

(I don’t want you to regret what you did to help me.)

So, although I had never really thought about it in depth, I suddenly became interested.

Thorn Ellis: “Aah…now that I think about it, I think there was one time.”

Thorn Ellis: “Jude had told me, so I mostly chased them away.”

Kate: “Eh…”

Thorn Ellis: “I was trying to get you back home unscathed as much as possible.”

Thorn Ellis: “It seems like all the people who came when I wasn’t there were stripped and kicked out by Jude.”

Thorn Ellis: “Sometimes there were people left hanging around for a while.”

Apparently, all of the princes were being attacked like thorns by the Wizard of the Thorn Castle and his assistant.

(In order for this world to have a happy ending.)

(Maybe it would’ve been right for me to wake up after being kissed by one of them.)

There is something missing in this world—Those words have always stuck with me.

(But…)

(If it meant I had to kiss someone other than Jude… I would rather stay in the distorted world.)

Kate: “…Thank you very much for protecting me.”

Thorn Ellis: “Mmhmm, you’re welcome.”

Jude the Wizard: “Isn’t it weird that you’re still thanking us for that?”

Kate: “! Jude, welcome home!”

When I hear that voice, my heart leaps on its own.

I jumped up from the couch and ran over to Jude.

Jude the Wizard: “You jump on me every time, are you a dog?”

Jude said slyly, avoiding me and sitting down quickly on the sofa.

It had been several months since I woke up from my sleep and tried to live faithfully to my love.

Kate: “I wanted to see you, so I guess it can’t be helped.”

Jude the Wizard: “Yeah, yeah, I’m impressed by how strong you are.”

It seemed that Jude still thought of me as a little girl or something.

(…I would like to be recognized more as a woman.)

(Is it because my mental age is too different as someone who has been asleep for 100 years…?)

The collar I wore when we met still adorns my neck.

I was told that it wasn’t really something that would make my head blow up, so I could remove it as I wanted, but…

I feel like I’m connected and tied to him, and I was so happy—I couldn’t take it off.

--At night, when I couldn’t sleep, I snuck into Jude’s study.

(This pile of books was all meant to cure my illness, right?)

On the one hand, I feel like Jude is so vindictive and endearing, but on the other hand,

I yearn for him, wishing that he had directed his attachment not only toward my illness, but also toward me.

(Currently, I guess I’m only seen as a laborer repaying my debt to Jude.)

(Of course, I would be happy to be of use, as promised…)

(I’m greedy. That’s not enough.)

A feeling of helpless sadness washes over me.

(…This room smells like Jude.)

The love that continues to build in my chest makes my entire body ache.

Kate: “Jude…”

I touched my lips with my fingertips.

(I don’t need a kiss from a prince…)

Kate: “…If I kiss you… will you be more conscious of me?”

Jude the Wizard: “I thought it was impressive that you were spending your evenings studying…”

Jude the Wizard: “What are you thinking of, pervert?”

Kate: “…!?”

When I turned around, I saw Jude leaning against the door with a sneer on his face.

(Jude!? When did you get into the study…)

Kate: “Um, that was…”

Jude the Wizard: “What, are you frustrated?”

My face heats up as I hear my exasperated murmur.

I bit my lip in frustration, feel as thought I was being mocked and insulted.

Kate: “Yes, if you’re asking… maybe I am.”

Kate: “But that doesn’t mean I want just anyone to notice me and touch me like this.”

Jude narrowed his amethyst eyes as he stared at me.

Jude the Wizard: “… Sounds like you’re saying you’re horny because you’re with me.”

Kate: “…Yeah, that’s what I’m saying.”

Even if he smoked me, even if he hated me. I wanted to make that point clear.

Kate: “Is it bothersome to be treated like that by a mere worker who’s simply paying off a debt?”

Jude the Wizard: “—a mere worker?”

After not moving at all until then, Jude suddenly twitched his eyebrows as he spat out the words.

Jude the Wizard: “… you really don’t get it.”

Kate: “Huh…?”

Jude’s long fingers slip between the nape of my neck and the collar.

Kate: “…Ah…”

The tips of his nails scratched my skin, and the insides of my body, which had been aching ever since I came into this room, trembled sweetly.

He pulled me in and brought my face closer to his.

Jude the Wizard: “I don’t think I’d spend 100 years working to cure someone I thought of as nothing more than labor.”

Jude the Wizard: “You’ve been licked, haven’t you?”

Kate: “Haah…?

My back begins to hurt from being pressed against the bookshelf.

When the collar was ripped off of me and my wrists were tied together—

I felt a soft sensation on the back of my neck where the needle had been inserted.

(Huh…?)

The moment I realized that those were Jude’s lips, my whole body shuddered.

Kate: “…ngh… ahh…”

A hard sensation touches my skin and slowly sinks into it, as if to instill pain.

(Jude is biting…?)

The numbness permeates through my entire body and I feel like my legs are losing strength and I’m about to collapse, but…

Jude’s knee, wedged between my legs, won’t let me.

Jude the Wizard: “…You said that before I put you to sleep.”

Jude the Wizard: “Because you said that, I couldn’t let you die.”

The shimmering amethyst looking down at me becomes distorted.

Jude the Wizard: “Ah… I guess I said it wrong.”

Jude the Wizard: “Because it was you, I couldn’t let you get away.”

Kate: “Jude…”

I was happy, I wanted him to touch me, I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to stare at him,

Jude looked down at me mockingly.

Jude the Wizard: “Oh, but I won’t, will I? No kissing, nothing more.”

Kate: “…ngh, why?”

Jude the Wizard: “You made me wait 100 years—so it’s not fair if I should satisfy your desires right away, is it?”

Jude the Wizard: “At best, you’ll get impatient, sulk and suffer.”

Jude the Wizard: “You’re not the kind of person to give up, so you can last 100 years, can’t you?”

Kate: “---That’s in such bad taste…!”

Jude the Wizard: “Ha… We’re alike.”

Painfully, so painfully, my whole body pulses and won’t stop.

Desiring him like crazy, the scorching heat invades even my thoughts.

(I don’t need a prince’s kiss.)

(A happy ending means going back to my original world.)

If he gives me this agonizingly sweet pain—that would be the greatest happiness to me.

#ikemen villains #ikevil #ikemen villains translation #ikevil translation #jude jazza #ikevil jude #ikevil jude jazza #ikemen villains jude #ikemen villains jude jazza

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starrynightzie · 8 months

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I mostly wanted this acc to be specifically for art, not rly for anything else but i need to get this off my chest. Obviously if you’ve been on twitter, you’ve probably seen a lot (and i mean a LOT) of hate towards gay ships/shippers recently, (first w togachako, then w stsg) i wanna address all the weird shit thats been happening w jjk dudebros lately. Idk what it is but they’re rly upsetti spaghetti abt even the mere thought of stsg being more than platonic besties, going so far as to shoot down any hint of them being romantically inclined in the slightest - so i thought that i’d take it upon myself to provide poof that stsg has queer, romantic subtext since ppl are being extremely obtuse abt them, all for the sake of protecting their friendship from us evil gays. (other shippers do this too but im mostly focusing on dudebros bc they’re the ones primarily acting like assholes to us for no reason, like yeah, sure, some stsgs are extremely cringey & weird but that can be said for ANY shipper in ANY fandom. When you’re in a fandom as big as this, of course there’s gonna be some bad eggs, it’s inevitable.

ok so. !!DISCLAIMER!! i do not speak japanese, so if i say something incorrect then please correct me. i’ve done enough research to be sure that what im saying is right, but im only human, and sometimes, i might be wrong. so, take what im abt to say with a grain of salt. (just in case).

first off, it should be stated that gege akutami, the creator himself, is an avid bl fan (and ik what ur thinking, ‘oh, that doesn’t mean anything! just bc u read bl, it doesn’t mean you’re likely to write gay relationships into ur own manga!’ which is true, gege HAS said that he doesn’t want to write romance in jjk. HOWEVER, as much as i love stsg & see them in a romantic light, i do definitely think that the reason why their relationship feels so ambiguous is bc gege intentionally made it that way. i think he made their relationship up to the individual’s interpretation. And for ppl who’re thinking ‘why would he do that?’ well, he doesn’t like writing romance, right? so this is the next best thing he could do. and also i have to point out (in case ppl get defensive), gege literally does not and will never care if ppl ship stsg or not, again, he’s a bl fan and if anything - all of the evidence that im going to talk abt proves that he most likely ships stsg himself, so… 🤷‍♂️

2. i’d like to talk about s2’s op & ed which are HEAVILY romantically coded. If you don’t know, the op was written to be from gojo’s pov & vice versa with geto for the ed, the op in particular is a very special case. The song is explicitly abt reminiscing the past , wishing gojo had noticed geto’s sorrow sooner and it also mentions a ‘silent love’. the word ‘love’ being used here is ‘koi’ which EXCLUSIVELY means romantic love… now, since this song was specifically written with gojos pov in mind, doesnt it seem kind of weird to have the word for ‘romantic love’ in there?? (koi can be referred to as ‘young love’ or having a ‘crush’ on someone…. hm… ThAts WeIrD.) instead of using ‘ai’??? which would make more sense if stsg were just besties bc ai is more general and can be used towards friends & family.

and then ofc there’s the whole theme of ‘blue spring’. director park (who directed s1 & jjk 0) has stated in an interview that geto was gojo’s last warm spring of youth. now if you dont know, spring of youth/blue spring means a time in a young person’s life where they have hope and happiness… in animanga, it often means falling in love too… so judging by this, it seems very likely that gojo perhaps developed feelings for geto during their teen years together. Director park has also mentioned in an interview that gojo & geto’s relationship goes beyond ‘friendship’ & being ‘familial’. 👀

3. another clear indicator of gojo being in love w geto is the whole ‘love is the most twisted curse of all’ spiel he said to yuta. ‘but he could mean platonic love!!’ idk, considering yuta had romantic feelings for rika and hes discussing them with gojo & gojo knows this, dont u think it’d be a bit weird for him to mention geto here too? if they were just best friends?? (that’s not even mentioning the fact that gojo & geto’s relationship is supposed to parallel yuta & rika’s in jjk 0…)

4. and then ofc we have gojo saying his last words to geto, which were censored. now, correct me if im wrong but the ONLY times ive ever seen inaudible dialogue being mouthed to another character is when its a love confession mostly seen in romance anime. and like, there’s also no need at all for gojo’s last words to be censored in the first place. (although, i do suspect that his last words may play a major role in the future when he faces kenjaku.) what solidifies it for me being a love confession is that, 1. geto blushed after gojo said whatever it is that he said to him, (only in the manga tho, idk why they didnt make him blush in the movie but its whatever.) and geto replies with, depending on the translation, ‘at least curse me a little at the very end’ or ‘you should at least curse me at the end’. which heavily implies that gojo said something extremely sweet & heartfelt to him as his final words. and if thats not enough to convince u that gojo’s last words were indeed a love confession.. gojo’s eng VA HIMSELF, said that his last words when translated into english means three words… im not saying that gojo’s last words were specifically ‘i love you’ or anything like that, but i am definitely sure that whatever he said was a love confession/something very romantic in nature. bc why else would gege choose to draw geto blushing?? that wouldnt make any sense.

gojo also killed geto on the 24th of december, which in japan, is the most romantic day of the year & couples in japan treat christmas eve as kinda like a separate valentines day. even in the jjk manga recently, gojo offered to fight on dec 24th & kenjaku mocks him by saying how romantic it is… even gege himself acknowledges how romantic christmas eve is in japan, this enforces the idea that gege must’ve chosen dec 24th for a reason, bc why else would he have picked an extremely romantic date as not only the day where he fights kenjaku who is inhabiting geto’s body, but also making it the day geto died?? yall have to remember that all of this has been planned out by gege, none of it is a coincidence… he didn’t just come up with all of this on the spot, he’s been planning this stuff & thinking about it for literal years.

5. and finally, probably the BIGGEST piece of evidence there is, geto & gojo’s character songs. gege chose romantic break up songs for BOTH of them.. like im sorry but if stsg were rly truly only best friends, he would not have chosen those songs for them, it just doesnt make any sense.

conclusion: obviously, this probably isn’t every subtextually romantic thing about stsg’s relationship but these are all the things that i’ve noticed. again, if you see their relationship as purely platonic then that’s fine but don’t be assholes to people for seeing romantic subtext that’s quite clearly there. if i have missed anything out then please let me know and i’ll edit them into the post.

#jujutsu kaisen #sorcery fight #jujutsu gojo #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #geto suguru #suguru geto #stsg #satosugu #sugusato #jjk analysis

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jaesqueso · 1 year

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Cruel

pairing: ex-boyfriend!jaehyun x female!reader (featuring best friends johnny, ten and yuta)

summary: jaehyun broke your heart once and you’re having a hard time getting back on your feet, could things be even worst than you thought?

you thought jaehyun was cruel, but could life be even more?

word count: 4,676

warnings: break up, heartbreak, depression like feelings, terminal diseases (cancer), mentions of death, angst and fluff, inspired by “Cruel” by Jeff Bernat and the MV of “Haru Haru” by Bigbang

a/n: as always I’m not happy with the end but I actually forgot the beautiful speech I had planned 🤡 hope ya’ll enjoy it! ❤

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

A smile grows on your face as you feel the wind pass by. It’s been a while since you felt anywhere near happy so it is good to get a glimpse of it. Looking side to side you see Johnny, Ten and Yuta, your closest friends, the real ones. You actually thought you had more but recently you realised not everyone is what they seem.

But instead of mourning about the past you try to move on and these three are definitely a big help, otherwise you wouldn’t be on this bike ride and instead you would probably be curled up in your bed crying and that’s exactly what they’ve been trying to prevent.

It’s moments like this that make you almost forget the heartbreak and betrayal. You shake your head before diving into that dark place and focus on the moment. You’re all just ridding your bikes without a real destination, sometimes it feels good to do something just for the sake of it with no specific objective.

However you should’ve known your glimpse of happiness wouldn’t last long. You hit the brakes when you pass by a particular place you remember you used to spend a lot of time in. Not alone, with him.

“Jaehyun, don’t you dare peek!” You warn as you guide him forward.

“I won’t!” He promises squeezing his eyes shut even more. “But were are you taking me?”

“Just a few more steps and you’ll see.” You start placing him right at the best spot. “Ok, you can open now.”

“Wow…” He gasps at the view.

“I accidentally found this place the other day and I just had to show you.” You smile turning to the privileged view. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Yeah, but still not as beautiful as you.” His arms wrap around your waist from behind bringing your body close to his.

“Oh stop.” Giggling you overlap your arms on his.

“I wish I could.” He turns you around in his embrace bringing one hand to caress your cheek. “But everyday you just look more beautiful.”

“You’re one to talk.” Your smile almost reaches your ears as you run your fingers through his smooth hair, always carefully styled to complement his handsome features.

“Ok, I’ll take that. We’re just a couple of beauties in a beautiful place.” He nods matching the smile on your face.

“Sounds good to me.” You whisper before leaning forward to capture his lips in a loving kiss.

You see a couple staring at the view just like you two did so many times. Sighing you prepare to turn around and leave. But that’s when you recognise them.

“Y/N, are you ok?” Yuta asks as they turn back to stop next to you. “Why are you stopping?”

“That motherfucker…” You mumble as you quickly get off your bike, leaving it laying on the ground.

“Wait, where are you going?” Johnny rushes to follow you as the others share a look before joining, all of them confused.

Hearing your rushed steps the couple turns around and that’s when the three boys understand what changed your mood so quickly.

“First the restaurant downtown, then the hidden section of the beach, now here?” You start yelling with furrow brows, stopping just a few steps aways from them.

“Y/N…” Jaehyun whispers as he slightly pulls his beanie down.

“How can you take her to all the places I used to take you to?” You continue as your friends stand right behind you. “I thought you were someone else, instead you left me hanging alone by myself. I never thought I’d see the day that you’d be so cruel.”

“Y/N, I-” Jaehyun tries to say but is interrupted when the girl steps in front of him.

Ahreum, your ex-bestfriend.

“And you…” You scoff. “I’m not even gonna waste my breath on you.”

With that you turn around and walk past your friends that stand there awkwardly as you pick uo your bike and get back on the road.

“Y/N, wait up!” Ten is the first to chase after you and the others join him after changing some glances with the couple that stays there.

The three of them follow you home where you hop off the bike, leaving it in the middle of your driveway, and head to the door.

“Y/N, wait. Don’t go like that, talk to us.” Yuta tests out the waters almost regretting it when you suddenly turn around and glare at him.

“Talk about what?” You ask, eyes welling up with tears. “About how my ex-boyfriend is replacing all our memories with new ones with his new girlfriend? That by the way was supposed to be my bestfriend? You really think I want to talk about that?”

“We just want to help you, don’t shut us down.” Ten takes a step forward trying to calm you down but step back with your hands up.

“I’m fine.” After a deep breath you continue. “I just need to be alone right now.”

“Ok, we’ll give you some space.” Johnny pulls Ten to stand next to him. “But please call us later.”

“I will.” Your voice is smile but your eyes tell them you mean it.

They wait for you to go in and close the door before getting on their bikes and go on their way, hearts clenching in worry.

As for you, tears instantly roll down your cheeks the moment you’re alone. It’s been three months since Jaehyun broke your heart and still you’re in pain while he’s moving on. Maybe the reason why you can’t move on is because you didn’t get closure, you barely even understood what happened. One moment you’re cuddling and talking about how much you love each other, the other he’s saying you shouldn’t be together anymore.

Could it be something I did? That was your first thought. You thought and thought for days but couldn’t find anything. And that’s when you saw them together. It’s bad enough to see him with someone new so quickly but did it really have to be your bestfriend?

It’s bad enough to get your heart broken, but losing the two most important people in your life at the same time? That’s just too much. If it wasn’t for Johnny, Ten and Yuta you have no idea how you’d be holding on right now.

You try not to bother them too much with this situation, partially because you just want to forget the whole situation, but mostly because it must be hard for them too, after all they’re still his friends.

Mostly they stay by your side, but you know they send time with him as well. And honestly you can’t blame them, they have all right to be friends with both as this has nothing to do with them.

In the begging you were devastated and hurt, but now you just feel angry and disappointed. The tears running down your face are not sadness, they’re just frustration. Today was the first time you actually talked to them after the breakup, you’ve been trying to avoid it but seeing them in a place that was supposed to belong to you and him was the last straw.

“I wish we could stay here forever, just like this.” Jaehyun tightens his grip around your naked body under your sheets.

“Let’s do it.” Smiling widely you run your fingers through his smooth hair, the light from the window enhancing the brownish color. “Let’s quit our jobs and stay right here.”

“That would be perfection.” Closing his eyes he leans into your touch.

“I love you.” You kiss the tip of his nose.

“Until the end?” Opening his eyes, he looks straight into yours.

“Until the end.” You bring your mouths together in a sweet kiss.

The sun shining through the window makes you open your eyes and disappointment suddenly hits you realising you’re alone. But quickly that is replaced by anger that your mind still lingers on him making you think about the times you really believed it was forever.

The next few weeks were spend trying to get him finally out of your head and move on, of course with the help of your friends. And honestly you did get to a point where you felt like you could be happy again, without him. But then you got a call.

“Hey Johnny.” You answer your phone with one hand as you keep pushing your shopping cart down the hall of the supermarket.

“Hey…” His voice is small and lacking his usual energy.

“What’s wrong?” Concerned you stop on your tracks. “You don’t sound very good.”

“I just…” He sighs increasing your worry. “I thought I could do this but I can’t hide it anymore. You deserve to know.”

“Know what? What are you talking about?” Now you’re confused.

“It’s…” Pausing for a few seconds he then carefully continues. “Jaehyun.”

“Johnny…” Rolling your eyes you face the shelf to resume your shopping. “I don’t want to hear it.”

“He still loves you.” Without caring about what you said he keeps going.

“Right.” You scoff not believing what you’re hearing. “That’s why he’s dating someone new, right?”

“Y/N, I’m serious.” He’s tone is definitely not playful. “They’re not really dating, it’s all an act. He still loves you.”

“Why are you doing this?” Anger takes over you, he’s supposed to help your healing, not bring you back to the dark place you’ve been trying to escape. “Just stop. I don’t care about him.”

“Yes, you do! I know you do! And I can’t stand seeing you apart when you should be together, just let me explain, please!” He sounds desperate which makes you wonder what this is all about.

“I don’t see what’s left to explain but sure, go on.” Shaking your head you continue your shopping not really hoping for much out of this conversation.

“Look, there’s no way to smooth this in so I’m just gonna go straight into it.” You hear him take a deep breath. “Jaehyun is sick.”

“What do you mean sick?” You roll your eyes not thinking much of it.

“Y/N…” There’s a small pause and then you hear something you never expected. “Jaehyun has cancer.”

It’s like your whole world crashed. Never in a million years you imagined someone you love would be struck by such an illness. Yes, of course you still love him, one does not forget someone just like that, but how should this impact you? You’re worried about him but then again you’re hurt and upset, he’s not even part of your life anymore. What should you do?

“W-what… H-how…” You don’t even know what to ask. “When did he find out about this?”

“Around six months ago.” He quickly replies.

“But we were still together back then, how come he never told me?” It’s like you don’t really believe this is true.

“He said he didn’t want you to suffer with him.” Johnny almost whispers as he recalls the moment he heard about the news.

“He didn’t want me to suffer?” Again you scoff, halting your shopping. “So he decided it was better to just break up with me and run into someone else’s arms?”

“Y/N, it wasn’t like that…” He tries to reason out to no avail.

“So what was it like, Johnny?” Unintentionally you channel your anger towards your friend. “Go on, enlighten me!”

“He thought it would be better to break your heart instead of seeing you constantly get hurt as you watch him slowly die!” His voice starts to get louder but he tames it down like he doesn’t want people around him to hear. “Listen, I wasn’t a fan of his plan at first but I tried to understand his side. He didn’t want to be a burden for you and he thinks you deserve someone who can really stay by your side forever. So he wanted to make himself look like the bad guy because it world be better for you to hate him than to be sad because of him. That’s why he broke up with you and pretended to date Ahreum, to make you stop loving him and not suffer when his day comes.”

You feel like you’re entering a nightmare, like none of this is real and you’ll be waking up at any time.

“Y/N-”

“W-Why are you telling me this now?” You manage to get out.

“Well, doctors told Jaehyun they could do surgery to remove the tumour, however it’s quite a risky operation. Even though he knows he might not make it through he instantly agreed to try.” Taking a deep breath Johnny continues. “We’re in the hospital right now wanting for them to take him. I just couldn’t watch this happen and not tell you. I know you still care and-”

A strange crashing sound makes him stop talking for a few seconds before he calls out your name, but you don’t answer because at that moment you run out of the store as fast as you can towards the hospital, your phone left behind on the aisle floor.

“Johnny,” Yuta calls out from the hospital room, “they’re going to take him now.”

“Oh, already?” Johnny sighs, ending the call before putting his phone back on his pocket.

“Hey, you ok?” Yuta grabs the other’s shoulder.

“Yeah…” With a faint smile they both wake back into the room to exchange a few encouraging words before Jaehyun’s taken to the surgery room.

On the streets you run faster than you’ve ever ran, faster than you ever thought you could. When you walk into the hospital you barely notice how breathless you are, but somehow the person at the front desk understands enough to give you the room number. Racing there you only stop when you get to the door frame but to your surprise, it’s empty.

“Excuse me,” you call out a nurse you see on the hall, “can you tell me where the patient of this room is?”

“Let me see.” The nurse quickly checks some records that hang by the door. “He was just taken for surgery-”

Without letting her finish you run towards the surgery section, completely disregarding the calls from the nurse, your only focus at the moment being Jaehyun.

You only halt your steps when you enter a hallway and see familiar faces that instantly turn your way. Yuta leaning agains a wall, Johnny in the middle as if he was pacing and stopped when you arrived, Ten sitting in a chair next to… Ahreum. Slower you make your way towards the door that separates you from the one you need to see the most but an arm stops you.

“We can’t go past here.” You look at Ahreum that had gotten up and now stands next to you.

Taking a deep breath you don’t even know how to react. Here’s the person you thought hurt you the must when in reality she was just trying to protect you and helping out a friend.

“Here.” She takes your hand, placing something inside and wrapping your fingers around it. “He wanted you to have this.”

As she sits back down you open your hand gasping when you see it.

“Is everything ok?” You ask as you and Jaehyun sit down on the towel he laid on the sand. “You seem kind of nervous.”

“I’m fine, it’s just…” His voice trails off as his eyes get lost on the waves forming and crashing a few feet away from you.

“Oh no, this is it isn’t it?” You groan looking down. “You’re going to break up with me aren’t you?”

“No!” He quickly replies, moving your chin so you’re facing him. “It’s actually the opposite.”

“What do you mean-” You suddenly gasp. “You’re asking me to marry you? Jaehyun, I love you but don’t you think thats’ a little bit too soon? I mean, I’d love to marry you someday but maybe not right now, like, we have a lot going on and-”

“Hey!” He grabs your shoulders, chuckling. “I think it’s too soon for that too, don’t worry.”

“So what is it?”

“Well, I… I got us something for us…” Looking back at the sea he sighs. “But know I’m thinking it was a silly idea, never mind.”

“Oh c’mon Jaehyun, what is it?” You sit closer, gently rubbing his back.

“Promise you won’t make fun of me?” He glances your way.

“Promise.”

“Okay…” With another sign, he digs for something in his pocket. “Close your eyes.”

“Why?” You asks but he just raises his brows. “Alright, alright!”

Once you see nothing but pitch black, you feel Jaehyun grab your hand and placing something on your palm, your fingers being wrapped over it.

“You can look now.”

You open your eyes at his instructions and when he nods towards your hand you open that too. A gasp leaves your lips when you see a simple, thin silver ring with a half heart on it.

“It’s not a marriage proposal I promise.” He scratches the back of his head with and embarrassed smile on his lips. “It’s just couple rings. I saw them in a store and thought it would be cute. But if you don’t like it that’s ok, we don’t need to wear them.”

“Where’s yours?” You ask noticing there’s only one.

“Right here.” Lifting his hand up you see the other half of the heart shining on his finger.

“You know this is not my thing…” You take your ring examining it closer as his face changes into a sad expression. “But I actually love it.”

“Really?” He instantly brightens up watching you slice you ring into your finger while nodding.

“Who knew you were such a hopeless romantic?” Moving closer you run your fingers through his smooth locks that fall so naturally on his face.

“You didn’t know? Oh sweetie, you’re in for a treat.” Smirking Jaehyun closes the distance between you in a romantic kiss.

Tears fill in your eyes as you stare at the thin silver band with his half of the heart. You thought he got rid of it when he broke up with you, when everything was over. But he kept it, so that means everything Johnny told you is true. Even standing here in the hospital you hoped this was all a lie and that Jaehyun had really just broken up with you to be with someone else, that would be easier to accept than knowing he’s currently fighting for his life on a risky surgery. And that’s when you understand why he did things this way.

Your body collapses and you let yourself cry, holding the ring tight to your chest as you kneel on the ground.

Quickly Yuta, Ten and Johnny approach to comfort you, helping you up so you can sit on one of the chairs on the hall.

Time seems to pass slower than it ever did, minutes feel like days, hours feel like months. It seems like an eternity as gone by since surgery started and there were no news, nobody coming in or out of the surgery room.

“I’m gonna get some coffee, do you want anything?” You hear Yuta ask but you don’t have energy to even process it.

“Can you bring us some water please?” Ten replies, rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

“I’ll come with you.” Johnny offers and they go in silence.

After a while they come back handing you a bottle of water but you don’t even raise your arm to pick it up, you just sit motionless, head resting against Ten’s shoulder. Your tears have dried but your world has stopped, you can’t feel anything, not until those doors finally open.

“Family of Jung Jaehyun?” A doctor asks making you all get up and rush to him.

“We’re his friends, his parents are out of the country and will only arrive tomorrow.” Johnny explains. “How did it go, doctor?”

“Well, it was tough and we almost lost him for a second.” You can feel your heart tighten at the thought. “But we successfully removed the tumour.”

Everybody breathes in relief and you hold on to Ten as you feel you could collapse again.

“When can we see him?” Yuta voices out what you’re all thinking.

“He’s still on anaesthesia, we’ll take him to the room and the nurse will let you know when you can visit.”

You all thank the doctor before he goes back in the room and you can’t help but hug Ten tighter.

“He’s ok.” Your words are choked against Ten’s chest.

“He is.” Ten smiles, gently rubbing your back as everyone else joins the hug.

It will take some time to reallocate Jaehyun back into the room so Johnny suggest the group to go eat something at the cafeteria on the ground floor. You join them but you’re not really hungry, your mind focused on running back upstairs. So after Yuta forces you to eat half a sandwich you leave them to finish the meal and make your way to the room.

“He’s still asleep, I’m gonna let you in but please don’t make a lot of noise and call us when he wakes up.” The nurse advises and you nod before she leaves.

Holding the door knob you take a deep breath before you twist it open, you haven’t seen Jaehyun in weeks and you have no idea what he’ll look like after… Well, everything.

Your eyes search the room until they lay on the bed, where he lays facing the ceiling, covered to the chest with a white and blue hospital sheet, his arms resting over it by his side with tubes that connect him to the machines that make small bip noises, eyes closed as a serene expression takes over his face and his head shaved, the precious locks you always loved nowhere to be seen.

Slowly you approach the bed, bitting your lip as you hold back your tears, the moment being way too emotional for someone who just found out the love of their life lied to protect them from a terrible illness that could take their life.

“Jaehyun…” The words escape your lips like a whisper.

As much as it pains you to see him in this fragile status, you’re just glad he’s still here, this was not the end. But deep inside of you there’s a rollercoaster of emotions that you don’t even know how to control.

Pulling a chair next to the bed, you sit down and rest your hand on top of his. You almost feel butterflies, like the first time you held hands.

“Did you like the movie?” You ask walking down the moon lit street.

“Yeah, it was really good.” Jaehyun nods. “I didn’t take you an action movie type of girl.”

“You saying girls can’t like action movie, Jung Jaehyun?” Fake gasping, you glare at him.

“No, no!” The apologetic look on his face as he waves his hands makes you giggle.

“I’m just kidding.” You rest him assured.

“It’s good that I didn’t see it coming, I like some mystery.” Biting his lip he tries to hide a smile as he looks away.

“Oh, I got some mystery coming your way, mister.” You two chuckle.

“I really enjoyed tonight though.” He speaks up after a few seconds of silence.

“Me too, Jaehyun.”

Before you could start fantasising about a possible third date, you widen your eyes as your hands casually connect. You didn’t even realised you were walking so close together that when his hand was moving back, yours was moving forward and met halfway.

Your heart skips a beat and you feel butterflies in your stomach but you quickly move your hand to spare you from the embarrassment. What if he was bothered by this?

But as you try to retrieve your hand Jaehyun grabs it and even intertwines his fingers with yours.

“Is this ok?” You look at him noticing the tip of his ears turn red as he keeps looking forward.

“Yes.” Now holding hands with a smile, you keep walking down the street, hoping to never reach your destination and stay just like that.

No longer able to stop the tears running down your cheeks, you sit there silently weeping as you carefully hold his hand. Then you notice the shinning silver jewel on your finger. You thought about throwing it away but you never had it in you to do it, so you stored it in a box in the back of your closet but it felt like it was just calling you to come and get it. Today out of all days you casually slipped it on, as just another accessory, like it didn’t carry any emotional meaning. And now it made sense.

Reaching inside your pocket you take the other piece that Ahreum gave you earlier and carefully slide it down Jaehyun’s finger. Closing your eyes you lean down to leave a kiss on the back of his hand, holding it tight with both of yours.

And that’s when you feel movement.

Gasping you lean back up and watch his hand twitch. Quickly you move your sight to his face and see his eyes gradually open. Then his face turns to the side and you can see he’s surprised to see you there.

“Y/N?” His voice his hoarse and tired but you’re so glad you’re hearing it.

“Jaehyun…”

Bitting your trembling lip you get closer to him and without thinking twice you hug him. He groans a little bit from the sudden movement and you step back, apologising.

“What…” He clears his throat and you can see his eyes get watery. “What are you doing here?”

“You know how much I like hospitals.” You both grin nervously as you try to easy this in. “Johnny. He told me everything.”

Jaehyun takes his hand to his head realising this is the first time you see him bald. And then he watches your expression change.

“How could you do this to me? How could you just leave me while you were suffering and not tell me anything? Didn’t you think I’d just hurt more when I found out? We said we would be there for each other no matter what, were you scared I’d break my promise? Because I wouldn’t. I’d never do that.”

By the end of your ranting you break down and sit back on the chair, hands covering your face embarrassed to throw out your frustration out just like that when it’s not an easy moment for him either.

“I’m sorry.” His trembling voice makes you look up immediately. “I’m so sorry.”

With a deep breath you take his hand again and this time he squeezes it back as you stare into each other as if making up from all this time apart.

“I thought I lost back then and today I thought I’d loose you for real.” You sniff trying to calm yourself. “But we’re being given another chance.”

“You still want to give me another chance?” Jaehyun tentatively asks afraid to hear a no.

“With one condition.” You warn.

“Anything you want.” He replies instantly.

“Don’t ever do this to me again.” You sigh. “Don’t ever hide anything like this for me. I’m here for better and for worst. No matter what happens it’s you and me. Always. Ok?”

“I love you.” He says between sobs, pulling you closer to him.

“Until the end?” Chuckling you get up.

“Until the end.” He quickly nods before pulling you down and kiss you like he desperately wanted to all this time.

As you share a beautiful moment you hear cheers coming from all your best friends, including Ahreum, that stood by the door watching the whole scene in silence until now.

When you sit back down you silently thank all of them. The world is cruel and some people are too, but sometimes the people who you think betrayed you are the ones who care the most.

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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coffinsister · 2 months

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Hi there!

I just wanted to let you know that I'd never heard of Saya no Uta until I saw you talking about it on my dash and I was like hey I'll look into that!! I had no idea what I was getting myself into, and it was definitely an experience. I've only played the route of choosing Saya and choosing to call Ryoko, so I still have to make the other choices to view all of the game's content, but I just wanted to come say thank you for giving me the second controversial piece of media I've been able to consume without my ocd throwing a bitchfit, because the whole story is fascinating from a psychological standpoint and that definitely drew me in.

I just wish the story was a little more 3D, I guess? Like the writing is overly descriptive of things it doesn't need to be descriptive of and underwhelming with the actual voiced dialogue. It's an extremely bizarre contrast. And from what little Japanese I've learn over the years out of SpInterest there are some translation points that aren't entirely accurate.

A big one is the fact that Saya speaks in third person which is a common cutesy mannerism for small children in Japanese media. In fact, she speaks super similarly to Maria Ushiromiya from Umineko ( complete with using 'uu!' for emphasis too ) which caused me to attach quickly to her for it. While it's true that this doesn't translate well into English, it does lose in translation just how young Saya really sounds while speaking. Because in Japanese she's saying things like 'Saya did this for Fuminori because Saya wants to be with Fuminori forever!' and it's getting translated as like 'I did this to make you happy. So you'll stay with me forever, right, Fuminori?' and those are two completely different tones. In fact, it's so overlooked from the English translation that this trope of hers isn't even mentioned on the The Song of Saya tvtropes page and that's wild to me.

Sorry, I didn't meant to turn this into a rant in your inbox asjklhd. Thank you for bringing this intriguing piece of media to my attention. 💖

Hiii, I'm so sorry for taking so long to reply to this ask but it was lovely getting it, so please don't apologize! We love getting long asks, and talking about our interests <3 And I'm really happy me basically screaming into the void about it, got you into it! That's great, that's exactly why I post about the things I like.

This was very interesting to read so thank you for sending it.

Side Thought: TV Troupes actually really really sucks for this kinda thing, it is widely innacurate with big media, and incredibly lacking for small media. So personally, I would not chuck TV Tropes lacking this as much to the (very bad, like super bad) official translation, as much as I would to the site just kinda sucking.

I'm sorry if I sound harsh, the website is fun, like any other wiki is, I just have personal beef against it, do not mind me, old man yells at cloud.

The first route I finished was also the one with Ryouko, and tbh, in my opinion that's the best one, but obviously seeing the other endings gives a lot of extra information, and character depth, so I hope you play through them and enjoy them too.

And yeah, I feel you, I wish it was more 3D and that I could have cared more about the characters, the writing definetly feels too much like purple prose, and way too descriptive about meaningless things sometimes, while also compeltley glazing over others.

Also big big same about the translation, I already posted my long rant about it, but it's really such a shame, because Nitro+ is actually so good at conveying character through dialogue, like actually reading some of the VNs in Japanese is a whole new experience on its own

And exactly as you said, it would have been far easier to understand Saya is a literally preubecent child if the translation had shown how childishly she actually speaks, or another big one, we would have gotten to see more of just how badly Fuminori wants to show off in front of Saya and Yoh, if the translation had actually shown him avoiding being fully honest with Saya.

Like there's so so many moments in Japanese of him just going, Well, about that, you know... to Saya when she's asking him about their plans together, and he's very reluctant to ask her for help, even when he really needs it, until she blatantly offers it, and he takes it.

In the Official English version he literally just goes "Well, the thing, Saya is that I failed to kill Koji, any ideas about that?"

So much character missed there, I feel like also missing the honorifics isn't helpful or good, like Yoh calling Oumi, Oumi-chan makes them feel way way closer, than just college friends who hang out between classes. And it gives you a better sense that they care for each other.

My hot take about translations is that they shouldn't just accomodate to what's most familiar to the target audience, in this case USA people, it should just make the media more accesible. It isn't a failure of art if it is a bit of a struggle to engage with it, it's good to make an effort to try to understand foreign art, even when the way the text is presented, isn't super familiar or relatable to you.

This is basically what everybody who isn't from an English speaking country already does lol

#The first few people I met who had played tcoaal way back in the day got into it from me posting about it on a different sideblog and it #means so much to me to this day I wanna keep sharing what I like so maybe other people will like it too #I apply the same mentality to reblogging art and fics #I have actually never read Umineko I need to get in on that either way it's always lovely to see you around and I'm always up for #chatting about my silly little vns :)#soleil asks #saya no uta #longer answer to long ask

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karidley · 2 months

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Hot take, but I actually really, really love Cassie Sandsmark's current costume.

It just... it looks like how I dress. I see me in that. I see my evolution in her evolution.

I too was an awkward (unwittingly) queer kid who thought every other girl in existence was born with innate knowledge I had no way of obtaining. In my younger years I generally looked like a dorky string bean.

Then as a preteen and teen I leaned real hard into being a tomboy. At the time my idea of fighting the patriarchy was to ~not be like other girls~, but if I'd allowed myself to be truly honest with myself I would have recognized that i actually didn't feel all that happy wearing baggy, oversized clothing and being mistaken for a boy. There's nothing wrong with that, let me be clear. But to me it was either THIS or THAT. And wearing or doing anything "girly" was giving in to the patriarchy. And that's not a really healthy way to make life choices.

Obviously Cassie did the opposite, leaning way into "doing girl right," but we were both reacting to same principle: there's a right way to be a girl and there's a wrong way and you need to either gather or throw away what doesn't conform. I was looking for a fight. Cassie was looking to belong.

What broke this mentality for me was moving to an art school thousands of miles from the heteronormative white suburb I'd grown up in. I met so many different people with different experiences of the world. And wow! Lots of them had personal styles that weren't Boy or Girl or Popular Subgroup with Distinct Rules (when i was a teen it was emo, scene, punk, prep.) And I started to go "hey no one knows me here... maybe I could try on being sexy or girly or pretty or cutesy or dye my hair or shave my head. Maybe i can play. No one here cares, there's no one to fight."

But poor Cassie had to try to do her wobbly, awkward self-exploration in front of the world, while standing next to Dianna Prince and Donna Troy (and getting bullied at school.) Everything she did or didn't do with her self-presentation was automatically in conversation with their choices. And as one would expect, often her attempts ended up looking either painfully clumsy or "not herself."

In college I had a close friend and roommate (a lesbian - i was the "token straight" in my friend group which lol no i wasn't), whose style embodied feminine cuteness. She always wore heels and had perfect makeup and wore pretty long skirts. Like Cassie did with Cissie, I paid attention to how she put on her makeup and copied stuff. She gave me tips when I asked about it. I felt awkward and clumsy and self conscious (and looked it, too.) After a bit I moved on, took a little bit with me (a lot of it wasn't my thing and honestly felt like i was cosplaying someone else) and starting trying other stuff.

Over time I also became acquainted with the wider queer community and learned the gender binary was false to begin with. (God, I wish I'd known sooner.)

ANYWAY what ended up happening was that I pieced together a really comfortable, eclectic style that's first purpose is to make me happy. Sometimes I wear makeup. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes i look like a witch with tall edwardian boots. Sometimes I look kinda punk. Sometimes I look like I stepped out of a historical picture. Sometimes I *do* wear baggy oversized clothes. I have brightly dyed hair. I've tried an undercut, and pixies, and long hair and the bisexual bob. I wear a large hat and a leather jacket and heels. I wear sparkly nail polish and bright red lipstick and I absolutely don't gaf what shape my eyebrows are.

But that took years and years of saying "oooh I like that look" and going home and trying it on. (Sometimes with the additional queer head scratcher of "do I like this look or am I just attracted to this person?" Yeah, definitely not something i can imagine Cassie ever thinking lmao)

But funnily enough you wanna know what makes up the bulk of my outfits nowadays? T-shirt, leggings, comfy skirt, and leather or jean jacket. And comfy 1920s workboots. Why? It's comfy and I feel cute with very little effort!

Anyway, that's why i earnestly love Cassie's stylistic evolution and back and forth with femininity (even if I have to retrofit/reclaim some uhhh pretty sexist stuff from the people writing/drawing her.)

Because this girl? She looks like she looked in a mirror this morning and went "damn, I'm cute." She looks like she chose that skirt bc it's comfortable and fun to twirl in and for the snap the fabric makes when she's flying. She looks like she feels cool with that jacket on. She looks like she put that eyeliner on and went "fuckin nailed it" when she got the point she wanted.

#cassie sandsmark #wondergirl #i have so many emotions about this girl #sorry for the essay #I've just been thinking about this for a while

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skitskatdacat63 · 17 days

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Tysm for the tags @monacobasedgirldad @schumigrace @fernandoalonzoo sry im a bit late getting to this lol

Are you named after anyone?

My great great grandmother(I think??), though she was named Katarzyna, and I was born Catherine, but go by Catie obviously(this lowkey annoys my mom lmao, especially bcs if I were to have a nickname, it was supposed to be Cate.)

When was the last time you cried?

Today, over classical music. I think I cry at least once a day 😭 I am very emotional

Do you have kids?

Nope :)

What sports did you play/have you played?

I played soccer when I was a kid. Also does marching band count?

Do you use sarcasm?

All the fucking time, literally constantly. And also we sarcastically bully each other in my family, so I have to pull myself back from accidentally insulting people 😭

What is the first thing you notice about people?

Hmmmm, I feel like ive done this tag game before bcs I remember writing this exact answer. But usually I notice if someone is a good conversationalist or not. Like do they like to lead the convo, do they like to listen to the other people, do they talk too much, too little, are they awkward about it? It's just very interesting to me, bcs I think that kinda thing really does instantly show you if you're going to be compatible with a person(as a friend or more etc.) Cause I talk a lot a lot, and I think it's difficult to get along w people who are untalkative but also people who talk an equal amnt if not more djkfkglg.

What is your eye color?

Just brown!

Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies definitely. I mean im not opposed to a happy ending obviously, but that's not really what im always looking for in a movie, I guess? Rn I'm trying to think of my top movies, and man, not a lot of them have happy endings 😭 But I literally just watched two horror movies the past wknd so! Even though they make me paranoid

Any talents?

I think I could go on a rant about anything if you gave me a bit of time. I really think I can just talk endlessly. Is that a skill? Or is it just annoying..? But yeah I'm not sure, but I think I'm pretty good at absorbing information and being able to go on and on about it.

Where were you born?

America rahhh 🦅🦅 I like my state a lot even though I feel like all my peers keep saying "ugh I don't want to be in [insert state] anymore" Smh how dare you

What are your hobbies?

Mostly drawing! I draw both F1 fanart(pretty much all selfmade AUs tho) and ocs. I like writing lore and worldbuilding and meta, but not really writing itself. I like reading fic and watching movies as well. And I think one of the main things I do these days tbh is read about history and keep up with politics. I get more and more involved with it as the days go by, but unlike drawing, I don't really have an outlet for it sigh sigh. So that's why a lot of AUs involve history and random other things, bcs its fun to involve my interests with each other!

Do you have any pets?

Yes I do! Two cats and two dogs. The cats are named Jin and Frank. Jin is basically me in cat form, he's so anxious 😭 and Frank is like my brother, he's such a little bastard who loves to hiss all the time. My dogs are named Maisie and Ruby. Maisie is a menace to society, but she is also the most beautiful dog ever, so I forgive her. Her name makes me laugh bcs she's named after this book character, Maisie Dobbs right? So her name tag says Maisie Doggs

How tall are you?

Around 5'4

Favorite subject at school?

Politics >:) But I'm pretty interested in philosophy as well rn. Unfortunately my love for foreign languages has been slipping in the semester or so, bcs my professors on that side kinda suck. So I've been putting more energy into my other major, and now all I can talk about is history, politics and philosophy, etc etc. It's just a lot of fun and very interesting to me!

Dream job?

Man, sometimes I wish I could just be a student forever, I just want to keep learning all about the world and other things. But I'd like a job that's not too static, something that pushes me out into the world a bit, maybe smth in the government or like a non-profit idk yet!

Ahhhh I'm doing this a bit late so I'm not sure who's done it yet, I feel like mostly everyone has :,) I tag anyone who's interested, like seriously I'd love to see people's answers who I haven't yet!!

#every text post of mine is actually just a cry for help(for someone to let me ramble and rant to them)#I HAVE TOO MANY WORDS #the real reason i often slack on tag games like this is bcs my answers will be too long djfkkgg #also i hate how theres still this latent fear in me doing these that im doxxing myself or smth #i still hesitate giving my full name and all that #scawy!!!! even tho ive def mentioned it i think #catie.rambling.txt

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eco-lite · 7 months

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Volume 5 thoughts! I can’t believe I have to wait until November for volume 6. 😩

“Citrine Undaunted”

* Bye bye, Shimomura. 👋🏼 Good luck following your passions. I hope Seigi will take inspiration from this.

* This is truly such a bizarre story. Why does it feel like Ms. Darling is some supernatural creature trying to influence Seigi’s path in life? And her compliments about Seigi’s hands are very uncomfortable.

* “It was a lot easier when you let your brain process what you were going to say before you opened your mouth, rather than blurting out something stupid in a panic” (36). Seigi… are you just learning this now?

* I can’t wait for Seigi to do some actual self-reflection and realize that he doesn’t give a shit about being a civil servant.

* Richard loves showing Seigi bi-colored stones, huh…?

* Richard sending emojis makes me so happy.

“A Visage in Sardonyx”

* Poor Homura. Let’s hope third time’s the charm for him. He does seem a bit to quick to marry though.

* Wait, so agate is quartz too? I never new so many stones were varieties of quartz!

* I never know how cameos were made either—that’s so cool!

* “‘Say, for example, you love someone in a romantic sense, but that person doesn’t even consider you a romantic possibility. You’re just someone they “care about deeply”’” (81). Please don’t say this to Richard. That’s gonna hit way to close to home. 🥲

* I’ve considered before that Richard may have wanted to just stop living, but it doesn’t hurt any less for him to confirm it. I’m glad he has support now. It gives new mean to when he says that Saul saved his life, though.

* SEIGI! How are you going to say that your relationship with Richard hasn’t changed at all, and that you’re just boss and employee?! After everything you went through together in the last volume??? Now that you regularly go out to dinner together and talk in the phone until 1:30am?????? What is your problem, man?

* I know the circumstances are weird, but I think Richard and Tanimoto would get along really well and have a lot to talk about. I’m excited for them to meet!

* Although I feel weird about the whole “in love with my stepmother” thing, this case was an interesting exploration of different kinds of love—and how defining your love for someone sometimes isn’t the most important thing. What matters is that the love is there. I suppose I agree with that. It definitely matters how you define the relationship that the love occurs in, though. Seigi needs to start thinking about that.

“The Majesty of Zircon”

* I agree that strict government work probably is t right for Seigi, but damn, his classmates are brutal!

* “And that was how the first step of my self-assessment started—with the fact that I apparently didn’t know the first thing about myself being shoved in my face” (110). Yeah, there are several things you don’t know about yourself, Seigi. Once again, I am begging you to do some self-reflection!

* Woah, a flashback and a POV switch?!

* “‘… I have a interest in waterside ecosystems’” (124). Wow me too!

* Not Jeffrey suggesting they burn the Claremont estate down 😅

* Lol the catharsis of punching Jeffrey in a dream. Wish I could do that. If Richard’s dream is accurate… wtf, Jeffrey?

* “‘…I don’t know how many people you must’ve hurt by being such an impossibly insensitive jerk. A guy like you would never be popular with the high school girls in Delhi, no matter how handsome you are. I could call a dozen of my old friends, and they’d all be like “No thanks”’” (172). You tell him! I love Monica so much.

* Lol Richard giving himself a pep talk in order to make a salad.

* This puts a new perspective on the scene in “White Sapphire” when Richard tells Seigi that he should value himself more than to just throw himself into dangerous situations to save others. Richard learned that lesson himself. He also cares about people deeply enough to take crazy desperate actions. Saul was the one who taught Richard to have more care for himself, and now Richard is passing on that advice to Seigi.

“The Grace of Peridot”

* Not Richard making Seigi read Les Misérables lol

* No Seigi, your past is not “better left unsaid!” Please tell us!

* I really don’t understand why Richard’s parents ever thought they could make their relationship work. Like, how do a conservation-focused entomologist and a self-obsessed actress even fall in love with each other??

* I can’t believe I’m past the point where Seigi saying he would jump into a fire if Richard begged him to doesn’t phase me at all. Yeah, that’s normal Seigi behavior. 🤦🏽‍♀️ For real though, the image of Richard crying and begging is truly very distressing. I hope he never feels so much pain.

* I don’t think we’ve seen Seigi call Richard cute before. And not only cute, but “like a matcha frappé with whipped cream and chocolate chips and muscovado sugar” (256). Wowie.

* This reunion with Chieko is so sweet. Richard is actually being adorable.

* “At any rate, I knew that Richard was not fit to stand around and chat, so I decided to wrap things up there” (258). It’s really hitting me just how attentive Seigi is to Richard’s emotional needs. It’s not just carrying candy around to pacify him when he’s in a bad mood. In this situation, Seigi understands that reuniting with Chieko is a very happy, but also emotionally exhausting experience for Richard. Seigi knows just when to remove them from the situation and come back another time. It’s very sweet.

* HOMURA PLEASE WHY ARE YOU HERE? Well, at least it seems like this relationship will succeed. Third time’s the charm.

* I’m so happy that Richard had such a caring mother figure, and that they’re reunited now. I hope they can see each other often.

* Ew not Margaret Thatcher 😑

* Classic marriage mixup once again.

* Wtf is Richard going to say to him?! You can’t just not let us in on this, Tsujimura!

“Andalusite on Christmas Eve”

* Tanimoto: misunderstands Seigi as always. Seigi: “There really are no gods in this world, huh?” 🥲

* “‘Now, I’m just speaking for myself, but special days can be a bit like storms. And in stormy weather, what you need isn’t a compass or sails but a calm harbor where you can set anchor.’ And then Richard said softly that he prayed that I would find such a place” (291). Holy shit. 🥲🥲

“Tiger’s Eye Look Back”

* A cute little story from the first few months of Seigi working at Étranger. I’m trying to figure out why this little scene was included, though. Maybe to show us just how far both Seigi and Richard have come since the beginning of the story.

* I find it really interesting that Seigi never questions why he finds Richard so beautiful. I feel like a typical “straight” man would not be so casual about thinking another man is beautiful, or having any of the other extremely romantically coded thoughts Seigi has about Richard. But I do appreciate that this series normalizes all different types of people finding beauty and happiness in all sorts of things.

Unrelated to a specific case, but now that Tsujimura has established multiple perspectives besides Seigi’s, I really want to read from Richard’s perspective. I know that would diminish the mystery around him and take away from learning about him as Seigi does, but I really want to know his thoughts in the moment he met Seigi. I’d love a re-telling of that first case from Richard’s POV.

#the case files of jeweler richard #jeweler richard #richard ranasinghe de vulpian #nakata seigi #tsujimura nanako

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