#can't wait to hear how the commentators handle the name changes

[mindthegraveltrap]

The FIA got their knickers in a twist to ban drivers from changing their helmet designs and yet now we've got teams calling themselves things like 'VisaCashAppRacingBulls-StakeF1TeamKickSauber-ToysRUsIncRacing-TeamBedBath&Beyond-ScuderiaVictoria'sSecret-Ben&Jerry'sHomemadeHoldingsIncRacingTeam etc' and not a damn peep because... money.

#can't wait to hear how the commentators handle the name changes #before you know it famous parts of tracks will get their own sponsorship #eau rouge brought to you by starbucks #the senna esses sponsored by pepsi max #shit - better not give them any ideas #F1

[alexaloraetheris]

I juat remembered the day, about two months ago, when I went to renew my perscription and ended up derailed by some kind of divine influence that really, really wanted my help. 😂

So I have an appointment at 9. First thing I do is sleep in because my alarm simply did not ring. First time that happened. I cursed out the damn phone and ordered a taxi, which I had specifically hoping to avoid because of the traffic congestion.

My driver is a woman a bit older than me, and she's in a good mood so we chat. She told me she was thinking of moving to [city on the coast] because taxi drivers are paid better there, and I tell her I have family there, we comment on what it's like to drive in a city essentially built into three hills and a cliff. She mentiones she has scoliosis, and it sometimes impacts her ability to sit in a car for long periods of time. I had scoliosis as well, but I had managed to fix it with exercises almost completely so I recommended my physical therapist, and assured her it's not too late, because some of the people in my therapy group were even older than her. When she let me off she thanked me for the help.

Feeling good that, even if I had to pay out the nose for the ride, I got there in time and even managed to do a good deed. I rush in, tell the reception guy I'm here to see my doctor and settle in to wait.

Two hours later, I see people being called in but not my name. I ask why, and doctor looks at me blankly and says I'm not in the system. I have to tell the reception I've arrived so I show up on his schedule.

I'm mentally cursing out the entire hospital, but I wasn't raised by wolves. I thank the doctor, politely tell the different receptionist that the last guy probably didn't hear me when I told him my appointment, got added in and went back to wait.

Ten minutes later, a visibly nervous girl with freshly printed papers sits in the waiting room. I'm in a bit of a mood, but I'm also a firm believer in helping if I can. I paste on a smile and ask 'First time?' and she admits she just got sent here for a potential ADHD diagnosis and she had no idea what to do. Having been there and knowing exactly how hard it was to do it on your own, I gave her the number of the psychologist who made my diagnosis, assured her that the psychiatrist she was here to see is the same one I have and that he's a good guy, explained what ADHD actually was and how the meds work. She was neraly crying with relief by the time I was done, and I promised she could send me questions if she needs to.

I finally, finally go in for my appointment in a slightly better mood, only for my psychiatrist to tell me Concerta is no longer imported, I have to go on some other meds and for that I need my family doctor to sign off on a regular perscription instead of getting an Rx perscription from him.

This is the worst case scenario, because I do NOT want my mother, who thinks ADHD was invented by quack American psychologists to sell expensive meds to parents with unruly children, to know I have ADHD. So I mentally curse out the entire healthcare system, go to the family doctor and explain the situation, that my mother absolutely CANNOT know about my diagnosis. Even though the doctor was not aware of my diagnosis so far, she listens attentively, and we make sure that my mom can't check the insurance we're both under to see what meds I'm on or that if she checks my name in the pharmacy directory she can't see me either.

I thought I handled that situation rather well but I must have looked more worried than I thought, because the doctor admitted her high-school age granddaughter had been asking questions about psychologists and antidepressants and she had so far been dismissive. But if she really needs help, she might do the same thing I did and seek help on her own, and my doctor realized she ought to either change her attitude fast or be left in the dark while her granddaughter is struggling. So I told her which psychologist I went to when I was also a depressed high schooler and how it helped and what I would have wanted my family to keep in mind. She thanks me and hands me a new perscription and sends me on my way.

So by now I am starting to notice a pattern.

Now, I'm actually an atheist, and I have 'Culturally Catholic' as a flaw and a laundry list of Stuff(TM) I have had to unlearn, but sometimes I really wonder if Someone Up There looked at me that day and thought:

"Hmm, looks like I have three problems I can solve with one well-positioned dumbass. Time to ruin her day for the good of the world!"

I mean. Happy to help but I really hope ruining my day won't be necessary next time.

#adhd #sometimes a god coopts you for the greater good #and you do what you gotta do

[poisonedjoinery]

Sweet Little Thing

Authors Notes: I currently have an unhealthy obsession with Sergeant Henry "Hank" Voight.

Summary: You and Hank have been dating for over a year without anyone finding out. Today, that all changes when Hank becomes a little jealous of Ruzeks advances... and needs to let everyone know who you belong to.

Trigger Warnings: None (if you feel there should be a warning, please do let me know.)

Gif by: @shootforthestars-28

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Pouring yourself another coffee, you took a sip smiling to yourself as it warmed you up. The Chicago winter had hit hard this year, and the three shirts you had on certainly weren't enough to keep you warm. Sitting at one of the tables, you hugged the mug close to your body trying to savour the heat. Brett, Stella and Violet were sitting at your table chatting, whilst Mouch, Hermann and Cruize watched the TV. Hearing the doors swing open, you glanced up and found yourself watching Sergeant Voight talking with Chief Boden, Ruzek and Atwater standing close behind him. You watched for a moment longer, seeing the frown on your Chief's face, and the jaw clench from Voight. Before you could turn away however, Ruzek caught your eye and waved. Waving back you gave a small smile, then turned back to your coffee.

Next thing you knew, you had Ruzek standing beside you grinning down.

"Hey (Y/N), how you doin'?"

Nodding you smiled;

"Good thanks you?"

"Yeah... I'm good. So uh... when you gonna let me take you out for that drink hmm?" He leant in closer to you, smirk growing wide thinking he'd finally won you over. The girls all had their own grins of amusement on their faces, waiting to see how this would play out. Sighing, you looked down.

"Ruzek, I appreciate the offer but I um... I can't." Huffing out a breath he rolled his eyes,

"Come on... I've asked around, and no one knows of a guy or girl you're dating, so it can't be that." Raising an eyebrow at him, you leant back in your chair. Stella grimaced, knowing he had most likely signed his own death warrant.

"Ruzek, I've told you before I'm seeing someone... I just don't announce it to everyone around me is all." You heard Boden laugh, glancing round you saw him and Voight looking your way. Closing your eyes momentarily, you turned back to Ruzek.

"Okay alright... at least tell me who you're dating." Raising an eyebrow, he shrugged,

"What? I'm a detective... I'm curious by nature." Before you could even answer, you heard heavy footfalls sounding behind you.

"Ruzek... is there a reason you're bothering (Y/N), hmm?" Voights' rough voice sounded behind you. Glancing up, you could see the frustration on his face. Maybe a hint of... no, Hank couldn't be jealous, surely. Especially of Adam! Before Ruzek could even answer, Voight stopped at your side.

"Can't you see she isn't interested hmm?" Chuckling Ruzek stepped back hands raised,

"Okay, boss, I was just interested, is all." Nodding, Voight glanced at where you sat jaw clenching, then turned back to Ruzek.

"Well... maybe you can keep it in your pants from now on, hmm?" Ruzek flushed, Voight's tone was a bit harsh. Yep, definitely jealous. Averting his gaze to Atwater, Ruzek sneered at his partner, who had a smirk on his face.

"Sure thing, boss." He said in a sulky tone.

"Alright let's go then, we have a case to solve." Ruzek started to walk away, but not before noticing how Voight had turned to face you.

"He means well but... he can get ahead of himself sometimes." Chuckling, you shook your head.

"Don't worry about it, Hank. I can handle it." Before Adam could make a comment on you calling his Sergeant by his first name, Voight leant down and kissed you on the cheek. You saw Brett nearly fall out of her chair as Violet choked on her drink, and Stella just gawked at you both. You had a sneaking suspicion that the boys behind you had turned to look as well.

"I'll see you tonight, yeah? You still want to go to that Japanese place?" Feeling your face burn red, you nodded.

"Yeah I do, you enjoyed it last time right?" Hank smiled,

"I did. I'll pick you up at 8 okay?" Dropping your gaze to your coffee you smiled.

"Sure thing." Grinning Hank turned around, enjoying the shocked looks on everyone's face, giving Ruzek a smug look.

"Wear that green dress I got you last Summer. I like that on you." Looking up, you felt a thrill go through you. You and Hank had always said you'd want to stay private about your relationship, but he had clearly had enough of Ruzek not taking no for an answer. You decided to be a little more brave. You watched Hank slowly walking away, the eyes of everyone in the room either looking at him or you.

"I'll wear the dress if you wear that suit I like." Glancing behind him, he winked at you.

"Anything for you sweethear'." Feeling pleased with yourself, you sat back in your chair and sipped your coffee. Knowing full well, the rest of 51, was waiting until Voight and the guys were out of ear shot before grilling you.

#chicago pd #chicago fire #one chicago #hank voight x reader #hank voight #fanfiction #fanfic #chicago pd fanfiction #chicago fire fanfic #chicago fire fanfiction #chicago pd fanfic

[sserapic]

maybe in another world, my dearest.

summary. getting into a relationship with the balladeer was your greatest mistake, though you don't regret anything that had happened between you. after taking the side of the good guys, he just never felt the love he used to feel every damn time he sees you. but if you couldn't handle the pain then you shouldn't feel it anymore, altering your memories of him is such a great idea. you say.

character(s). scaramouche/wanderer, gn!reader

tw. angst, no happy ending.

"come on, traveler, lead me to him."

you had convinced lumine that you're the lover of scaramouche, well, ex-lover. she hesitated despite the fact that you're a harbinger in which you couldn't be trusted very easily.

scaramouche sat there, under a tree, in the grass where he admired the view from up there. "wanderer." wanderer? had he changed identities?

he was certainly in shock to see you, well he should be, he left you in the dark and never came back which led you to search for him.

"oh, it's you."

you noticed how the traveler had left as you sat next to the former harbinger who you used to fought alongside with, who loved you so dearly but changed so damn quick.

"so, wanderer is the name you go with now?"

"yep."

even up until now you wish that he'd just fall in love with you all over again and come back to you, but you both know it wouldn't even work out anymore even if he did come back to you, the feeling left him but yours never escaped.

"y/n, you do not have to make yourself suffer like this. just go back to being the harbinger you are, but im afraid i cannot stand beside you any longer."

you fought back the tears trying to break free from your eyes, "but i cant. i always need you by my side." you sniff, refusing to even look his way.

"you have to, you can't just cry about me all the time. you're the 5th of the fatui harbingers, there's a chance that we might be each other's opponents someday."

the thought of him taking the side of the good guys while you stayed with the villains hurts like fuck. but somehow, you also cannot betray the tsaritsa.

"why does it hurt so much.." your voice muffled from covering your face with both hands, not wanting him to look at you, crying.

"because the love you had for me was genuine, and so was mine. but ive already moved on, neither will mine come back even if we get back together."

he stood up, lending you a hand.

as soon as you got back to your feet you pulled him close and sobbed in his chest, he let you sob your pain out, ignoring the fact that you're ruining his clothes.

"the traveler has mentioned that nahida can alter memories, is she telling the truth."

"yes, but wh-"

"can you please just make her erase mine?"

"y/n i don-"

"please.."

although he had to make sure that the God of Wisdom was alright with helping a harbinger, he agreed and so did nahida. she was honestly touched and wounded from hearing about you and sc- the wanderer.

he wished to stay and observe how nahida erases him from your memories and will forever be an enemy in your eyes once this finishes.

"one last time, y/n. are you okay with this."

you nodded, glancing at your ex lover one last time. if the Gods ever allow you to live once more, at least let it be with him.

"here we go."

tears started streaming down on your cheek as you closed your eyes, and felt weird seconds later. your eyes opened and observed the unfamiliar place you were in, turning your attention to a certain man beside you who was on the verge of tearing up.

maybe in another world, y/n. i will love you with all i have, that's a promise.

now he just has to watch you from afar, knowing that he would forever be the opponent of the side you've always been with. as much as he wanted to grab his feelings back, he couldn't.

note. hey !! this has been sitting in my drafts for weeks now, and this is actually inspired by a genshin oneshots book in Wattpad ! also about the smau, i commented on the second chapter. please take a look at it if you're waiting for an update on the smau !

#genshin scaramouche #wanderer angst #scaramouche angst #scaramouche x reader #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #wanderer x reader

[highfantasy-soul]

Re: Netflix's live-action Avatar the Last Airbender

I was 12 when the animated series started airing.

I caught episodes as they came on Nickelodeon, but I didn’t watch it religiously start-to-finish. I caught episodes when they happened to be on and I happened to be watching TV (I was NOT part of the generation that had unlimited access to shows - tv/computer/video game time was strictly monitored in my household) so there were some episodes I saw over and over again, and others I never did see.

I think it was around middle/high school (honestly can't remember - it was one of the two) that the show got put on Netflix and I started watching it from the beginning with my brother and some friends. Needless to say, I've been a die-hard fan ever since.

I think the animated show is incredibly well done and the storytelling is super on-point for what I love in media. Zuko's redemption arc is still the best arc I've ever seen, and the character growth is amazing.

I had never really fallen into the 'it's not perfect, but…' way of analyzing media, so I never dwelt too much on its flaws - I'd much rather focus on the things it got right as literally every piece of media has flaws and things that could be changed to make it better.

So yeah, hyperbolically, the animated version of ATLA is 'perfect' - but since people insist on anything that's not perfect being drug through the mud and hyperbolically being called 'garbage', I guess I have to dredge up the things I didn't care so much for in the animated version while analyzing how the live-action handled it (or avoided handling it).

I was super excited for the film adaptation - again, announced while I was in high school. I was looking forward to it so much - then, well, we know what happened there.

Things were changed that didn't make sense to change (the pronunciation of character names, the 'test' for figuring out who the Avatar is, the poor bending where movements didn't align to what was happening with the CGI, casting of white people when the characters were always meant to be indigenous and all asian ethnicities, among other issues people have made many essays about)

So, when this was first announced, I was SKEPTICAL.

While the trailer looked good, it seemed very safe - I recognized everything in it and it looked well made, but like, that doesn't mean the whole thing will be good - or justify its existence.

I tried to ignore any 'leaks' or interview quotes because those are always misconstrued so much and people hear one sentence and create a massive narrative in their head about what that sentence means and usually, all their bellyaching assumptions they made from that piece of info is just a non-issue once the show actually comes out.

I didn't give any credence to people screaming about "Sokka isn't going to be sexist anymore?? It's ruined!!" or "They're going for a Game of Thrones tone?? They don't understand Avatar at all!!" or "No side-quests?? They don't understand the point of the show!!"

First off, invoking the demon that is Game of Thrones is just a marketing tactic - that's all it is: MARKETING!! Just like EVERY YA book for years was 'The new Hunger Games' now it's 'The new Game of Thrones' even when the story at hand is NOTHING AT ALL LIKE THOSE THINGS!! It's literally, let me cradle your face gently in my hands, JUST a marketing ploy to get you to see a recent title you DO recognize and have (assumedly) heard good things about (ie popular) so that you then pick up the thing that they slapped that name onto.

Creators rarely have say in what their creation is likened to, they're told by marketing companies to go with it (if they're told anything at all) and they just say "yes, marketing team I have no control over, whatever you say".

Also, a passing comment in an interview is off-the cuff and when someone makes a comment like that, people read WAY too far into it and it's usually not nearly as deep as people make it out to be. That's why I just wait for the actual thing to come out and just watch it and judge it based on what it is, not some narrative someone else has created for it based on half a quote from some random interview.

So going into this: why the live-action adaptation? Why was it necessary?

In my opinion, the answer to this question is the thing many fans hate the most: altering the original story.

A beat-for-beat remake isn't necessary - the original is right there, so in order to 'earn' the right for this adaptation to exist, that necessitates changes to be made that add to the themes, deepen the lore, and delve into different aspects of the world in ways a child's cartoon can't.

So, I'm looking for not a 1-1 remake, but rather an adaptation that enhances the themes, irons out some uneven characterization/pacing, updates the story just enough to really get what they want to across, and delve more directly into some of the harsher aspects of the war.

I have always felt that Iroh's involvement in the Fire Nation military was glossed over a lot in the cartoon - I suspect because he's supposed to be a good guy and we can't have our good guys be overtly war criminals responsible for the deaths of thousands of people.

The effects of hard decisions made during war are shown in the animation, but the decision making process itself is rarely talked about until the very end with the gaang's struggle to keep helping people while also knowing where to focus their energy and Aang's struggle finding a way to stop the firelord without killing him.

something this adaptation can do is actually show the people making the decisions - and directly talking about the horrible effects of it. I'll get to it later, but that's one of the major themes in Episode 4 that I'll talk more on then.

Especially in Book 1, like many first books/seasons, the worldbuilding isn't fully fleshed out and the themes that really come to fruition later aren't as tight as they could be at the beginning. If the adaptation can go ahead and seed/tighten the themes that become big deals later on here at the beginning, it will 'justify' it's existence as the story retold after the whole story has already been plotted out.

Just like with the Percy Jackson and Wheel of Time adaptation, those writing for the show have the benefit of knowing how the story ends and all the stuff that's added to the world building as time goes on that wasn't necessarily known by the authors when they wrote and published the first books - the benefit of hindsight allows the show's script to take into consideration these additions and seed them early on to make the story more cohesive and reinforce themes.

So, this analysis is going to be long and filled with minute details, beat by beat for the episodes.

I have seen so many takes that I just sit and scratch my head at and think 'that was so obvious in the show - how did you miss/misinterpret that thing so wildly?' that I guess what I took for granted as obvious in the show, others didn't, so here's me being pedantic and over-explaining everything so maybe others can see that 1) they aren't the only ones who saw this interpretation and 2) maybe others will see the scenes a different way

Still trying to decide how to break up the analysis as the episode recaps are going to be LONG and since people now demand to see all the citations for stuff, the character analysis posts will be long too as I pull direct scenes to show why I feel the way I do.

I don't want to overload the posts and make it so they're just annoying to read, so I'll probably break them up into the sections of the episodes and maybe break up the character posts.

[Masterlist of my NATLA thoughts]

#natla #netflix avatar the last airbender #netflix avatar #avatar live-action #netflix atla #atla #I've already posted a couple blurbs about changes I liked - but I do want to go through the episodes too so we'll see how this goes #excess hate media is getting now that everyone has access to posting their opinions and outrage gets clicks is really wearing on me #and I think it's wearing on the industry too with how short of seasons we're now getting plus everything being canceled left and right #so I wanted to put out a whole bunch of positivity for a show I really really enjoyed and thought they did a fantastic job with

[c-m-stuff]

Hard Time

-Description: You and Spencer are together. When a certain person left, you both had a hard time.

-Warnings: Angst, fluffiness, 2x23 spoilers, 3x1 spoilers, 3x2 spoilers

-Word count: 1892

-Note: This is officially my 50th story. I can't believe it, I made it this far. I want to thank all of you, for reading, voting, commenting, and much more. You guys are the ones that keep me going, motivating me. Thank you.

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Y/N POV:

I was sitting on the couch, waiting for Spencer to come back. He went to Jason's cabin, checking up on him. He didn't appeared for work, and doesn't answer his phone. We all were worried. We all could see, he changed after Sarah, an old college friend, got murdered. We could see, he wasn't himself anymore, taking the blame, he doesn't deserve. I understand, losing a loved one is horrible. But, this behavior wasn't Jason. He would never ignore us like that, especially not Spencer.

Suddenly, the door unlocked, my boyfriend arriving back home.

'Was he there?' I asked, but immediately sensed that something was wrong.

'No, but his badge and gun were there.' he avoided eye contact, but I could hear, he has been crying.

'I'm going to take a shower.' he quickly spoke, and placed the stuff on the table.

Now, definitely something was up. As soon as he left out of sight, I went to the table. Spencer mentioned his badge and gun, but not the envelope, his name was written on. I know, it was wrong, but I needed to know what was going on. So, I took the envelope, and sat back on the couch. When I opened it, a long letter revealed. I began reading:

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Letter Jason:

Spencer,

I knew it would be you who came to the cabin to check on me.

You must be frightened, I apologize for that. I never meant to cause you any pain. But then I also never envisioned writing this letter. I've searched for a satisfactory explanation for what I'm doing, all I've come up with is: a profiler needs to have solid footing. I- I don't think I do anymore. The world confuses me. The cruelty, indifference, tragedy.

When my dear friend Sarah was murdered, it tore a hole in me, and I truly believed the way to handle the pain was to get back to our work as quickly as possible. Get on to helping somebody else. I thought I could handle Sarah's murder, work through it.

On the very first case we had after, it was on a college campus.

You see, I met Sarah at college, on a campus just like that one 31 years ago. Campuses are supposed to be places of life and excitement. They're supposed to be about the future. Figuring out who you are, who you're gonna be. It's supposed to be about dreams, not nightmares. About hope. I really don't understand the world anymore.

All homicide scenes are tragic, but when the victim's someone young, their life ripped away before they've even had a chance to live, it's devastating.

In this line of work, I was afraid I would lose the ability to trust, but I've realized I can't really look at anyone without seeing their death. And as bad as losing faith in humanity seems, losing your faith in happy endings is much worse.

How many victims have we seen? How many crime scenes? Hundreds? Thousand? Pictures of families, victims- both alive and dead. I was always able to stay objective, to stay at arm's length, but now.. all I see is Sarah in them. Nathan Tubbs was easy, but there was a time in my career when I would have asked the question I should have asked- was he too easy?

Biggest trap for a profiler to fall into is pride. Forgetting that for all your skills, profiling is just a tool.

It was like you could physically feel the mood change on the campus. Kids.. they're so resilient. They trust and believe in a way I remember, but can't reach anymore. Like a very old picture. You remember the circumstances, but the feelings, the emotions, they're just out of your grasp. They believed in us. Believed in me. The way Sarah believed in me. And, as with Sarah, I feel that I led them right to the slaughter.

What was I even doing there? How many times have I told you that a profiler cannot do the job if the mind is unfocused? If anything is going on in your personal life, it would cloud your judgement. My mind has never been more unfocused than it was on that campus.

Did I let a lion loose amongst babies? Was my judgement clouded by a need to make someone pay for Sarah's death?

Two more dead. Was it a price that needed to be paid? Is death ever worth it? Was the world always this gray? Is it only in the movies that it's black and white? Was that just an illusion? I used to know. I used to understand my place, my direction, where I was headed.

Profiling requires belief. Belief in the profile, belief in yourself. After Sarah, I no longer trust myself at home. After Tubbs, I no longer trust myself in the field. And without that, I have nothing.

And that was the last domino. The death of that girl. Hotch being suspended over something that was my fault. I said at the beginning of this letter, that I knew it would be you to come up here. I'm so sorry the explanation couldn't be better, Spencer. And I am so sorry that it doesn't make more sense, but I've already told you, I just don't understand any of it anymore.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm just looking for it again. For the belief I had back in college. The belief I had when I first met Sarah and it all seemed so right. The belief in happy endings.

End letter

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I am in complete shock. I expected, he needed a break, but quitting the BAU? A tear escaped my eye. It hurts, he isn't even planning on saying goodbye. But, the missing is definitely the worst. I heard the shower stop, and quickly brushed my tear away. Of course, I was sad, but I needed to be strong for Spencer. For him, this was far more worse, than it was for me. Jason was a good friend, and I could always go to him for advice. For some reason, he had always an answer on everything. I'm going to miss him, but the genius is going to miss him much more than me. Jason was like a second father to him. Now there are already two father's who left him.

Spencer walked inside the living room, already wearing his pajamas. I placed the letter back on the table, and took again place in the couch.

'I'm going to bed.' he spoke, again with no eye contact. He wanted to make his way quick to the bedroom, but was hold by me.

'Spencer, wait!' he turned around, for the first time this evening, he made eye contact. He looked sad, tears forming into his eyes.

'Come here.' I motioned for him to come in my arms.

The second I said that, he couldn't hold back the tears any longer. He trew his whole body on the couch, crashing into my arms. He hugged me tight, while crying. I couldn't help, but let my own tears fall down. I tried my hardest to stay quiet, biting on my lip in attempt. I didn't wanted him to know, I was crying myself. I needed to be strong for him.

I played with his brown hair, while he sobbed into my arms. I placed kisses on his head, while still holding him tight. I knew, when I would say something, he could here my voice cracking. He would know, I'm crying myself. But, I didn't had a choice. His whole body was shaking, tears pouring out his eyes. If he didn't calmed down, he would start hyperventilate.

'Love, I need you to calm down. I don't want you to hyperventilate.' I said, softly, my voice cracking in the process.

'Breathe with me, sweetheart. In and out. In and out.' we breathed together, till his breathing was normal again.

He tilted his head up to my gaze, as I gave him a weak smile. Spencer was quick in brushing his tears off, taking now me in his arms. He began slowly rocking me, pressing kisses on my cheek, giving me warmth by just holding me. It was nice, very comforting, and I finally allowed to let the tears fully roll.

'I'm here, beautiful. I'm not leaving, let it all out. I got you.' his voice was sweet, but shaky. I practically could feel, his cries, even though he tried to hide them.

It was the sweetest, but felt strange at the same time. I mean, he comforted me before, as I cried in his arms. But, I still felt the need to comfort him, especially now. This is much worse for Spencer. Jason was one of his best friends. A father figure. With Jason's wisdom and advice, Spencer would always feel better after talking to him. That's why, I felt the need to comfort him.

My cries lessened, and I decided to change roles. I placed myself in a way, I was now able to hold him in my arms. The few tears that were still rolling down my cheeks, I ignored. Spencer looked at me with confusion, his tears also slowing down. My hands played with his hair, placing soft kisses on it.

'What are you doing?'

'Trying to comfort you.' I answered simply.

'But, I was comforting you. You're still crying, why did I needed to stop?' his confuse only grew, and I could see, he was playing the moment back in his mind, trying to figure out why I changed roles so suddenly.

'Spencer, believe me when I say, that I love your cuddles and your comfort. But, I feel like it's my job now, to comfort you. I mean, you have it harder than me. I want to help you.' I admitted, the genius now looking into my eyes.

'You are so wonderful. Finding my well being more important than your own. But, I find yours much more important. Thank you, for always being there for me, for helping and comforting me, for listening to my rambling. Just, thank you. I love you. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm thanking every star who made me meet you.' again, I was tearing up, but this time, it was out of pure love.

'I love you, genius. Why don't we watch a movie? Or if you want to talk about it, or do something else, it's totally fine for me too.' we gave each other a smile, a genuine one this time.

'A movie would be great.'

Eventually, we ended up, falling asleep in each others arms. I never left his side, and he never left mine. Being there for each other, helping each other through it. We were made for one another, everyday was a true bless. For the both of us.

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[real-time-twilight]

Breaking Dawn in Real Time

September 11th, 2006 (Monday)

Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous 🌖

🌄 Sunrise: 6:45 AM

🌅 Sunset : 7:44 PM

Breaking Dawn, Pgs. 309-360

Ch. 16 ("Too-Much-Information Alert")

Ch. 17 ("What do I Look Like, the Wizard of Oz? You Need a Brain? You Need a Heart? Go Ahead. Take Mine. Take Everything I Have.")

Ch. 18 ("There Are No Words for This")

Note: Today's post contains blow by blow descriptions of a graphic birthing scene, which may be read under the cut.

4:00 AM (Approx.) - Jake leaves the Cullen house and returns to Seth and Leah to make a sweep of the area to ensure that it's clear for the Cullens planned hunting trip

5:00 AM (Approx.) - Leah comments that Jake has changed, Jacob notes that she has as well

5:15 AM (Approx.) - Leah thanks Jake for letting her join his pack and commends him on his leadership skills; Jake and Leah discuss the future, agreeing that Seth should go back to La Push as soon as the current situation passes, but Leah asks to stay connected with Jake's pack, planning on quitting as soon as possible and moving on with her life now that she's no longer connected to Sam--Jake asks for time to consider it

6:50 AM (Approx.) - Jake and Leah hunt; they eat in silence as Jacob thinks over Leah's request

7:00 AM (Approx.) - Seth turns in for the morning; Jake and Leah discuss the future more; Leah points out that she understands Jake's situation with Bella, as it is similar to her own with Sam; Leah says she understands Rosalie's perspective, as she believes her anomalous active wolf gene indicates that she is infertile; the conversation turns toward imprinting and Jacob becomes uncomfortable, phasing back to human form and returning to the house.

7:15 AM (Approx.) - Jake considers sleeping until he hears x-ray machinery operating inside the house and goes in to investigate; Alice meets him on the stairs and informs him that the fetus may have now cracked Bella's pelvis

7:16 AM (Approx.) - Bella is brought back downstairs; Jake tells Carlisle that the coast is clear to go hunting and gather supplies; everyone leaves but Edward and Rosalie

7:20 AM (Approx.) - Jake annoys Rosalie with blond jokes

7:25 AM (Approx.) - Edward hears the baby's thoughts and realizes that it is cognizant and that it likes hearing his and Bella's voices; Bella mentions her chosen baby names: Edward Jacob it's a boy, and Renesmee Carlie (portmanteaus of "Renee and Esme" and "Carlisle and Charlie") for a girl

7:26 AM (Approx.) - Edward says that the baby loves Bella and realizes that their doting has completely alienated Jacob; he gives Jake a set of keys and urges him to get away from the house to spare him further pain

7:27 AM (Approx.) - Jake runs to the garage to find that the keys are for Edward's silver Aston Martin Vanquish, which he drives to Tacoma

8:45 AM (Approx.) - Jake arrives in Tacoma and finds a park to wander around in, in the hopes of finding a girl to imprint on

3:00 PM (Approx.) - Unsuccessful, Jake returns to the Vanquish and dawdles

3:03 PM (Approx.) - Jake is approached by a girl named Lizzie; they talk about cars and lament the discontinuation of the Vanquish in favour of the new V8 Vantage; Jake lets the conversation peter out, saddened that a nice girl like Lizzie can't solve his problem and heads back to Forks in no hurry

6:00 PM (Approx.) - Jake finds Edward waiting for him in the garage; Edward asks Jake to get a handle on Leah, who thoroughly castigated Bella on Jacob's behalf; Edward also tells Jacob that the baby is extremely mentally developed, and given how physically developed it is as well, that it would likely be safest to remove the baby before Bella goes into labour--hopefully as soon as Carlisle returns--and asks Jacob, as the great-grandson of Ephraim Black-- for a dispensation re: the treaty so they can turn Bella when necessary without repercussions

6:03 PM (Approx.) - Jake and Edward meet Seth on the way back to the house, and Jake tells him to tell Leah to lay off; they return to the house to find Bella awake; Bella tries to apologize to Jacob, feeling guilty after being chewed out by Leah, but Jake tells her not to; Jake mentally agrees to the dispensation

6:04 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Rosalie help Bella stand so she can use the bathroom; Bella accidentally knocks over her cup and bends to pick it up; in the act of bending over, the placenta detaches, and Bella vomits copious amounts of blood before seizing

6:05 PM (Approx.) - Edward and Rosalie hurry an unconscious Bella upstairs; Bella regains consciousness, begging Edward to deliver the baby before v it suffocates; Edward protests, wanting to give the morphine time to take effect

6:06 PM (Approx.) - Rosalie insists there is no time, beginning to cut into Bella's stomach; Rosalie is over taken by a frenzy at exposure to Bella's fresh blood; Jacob tackles her and Alice wrestles her from the room

6:07 PM (Approx.) - Edward instructs Jacob to administer CPR on Bella, who has stopped breathing; Edward and Jacob hear a crack and realize that the struggling fetus has broken Bella's spine; Jacob begins CPR while Edward cuts into Bella and cuts through the vampire-hard amniotic sack with his teeth; Bella regains consciousness; Edward succesfullt removes the baby, which is a girl

6:08 PM (Approx.) - Bella, barely conscious asks to hold her; Edward places the baby close to Bella's chest; Renesmee bites Bella's left breast; Edward draws Renesmee away, admonishing her

6:09 PM (Approx.) - Bella's heart stops; Jacob immediately begins CPR again; Rosalie returns to the library and takes the baby so Edward can help Jacob; Edward Nikki Sixx-es a syringe full of his venom directly into Bella's heart and begins to bite all of Bella's main pulse points as Jacob continues to manually pump Bella's heart

6:10 PM (Approx.) - Jacob gives up hope of saving Bella; Edward, manic, tells him to go and assumes CPR duty

6:12 PM (Approx.) - Bella's vampire transformation begins.

6:11 PM (Approx.) - Jacob walks downstairs, pausing on the last step; he sees Rosalie bottle-feeding Renesmee blood; Jake plans to kill the child for killing Bella; Rosalie lifts Renesmee to her shoulder and Jake makes eye-contact with her, instantly feeling a profound sensation of purpose, as though his world revolves around Renesmee and realizes that he has imprinted on her.

[random-writer-23]

Spoiler Alert (Peter parker x reader)

An: Hello my lovelies! So this one I wrote a couple years ago but it's my first attempt at a soulmate Au. It's pretty cheesy and stuff but y'know. Anyway, let me know what you think. I'll probably edit this one soon and change it to fit my current writing style and repost it but until then I hope you enjoy it. As always all likes, comments, reblogs, and follows are greatly appreciated to get this blog up off the ground. Happy reading!

Warnings: None, it's pretty much all fluff.

Word count: 3,411

Closing my book with a long sigh I glanced down at my wrist, and read the words 'Man I can't believe Dumbledore died' on my left wrist. Groaning, I fell back onto my bed, thinking about those words, and the book series I had just started reading. I had just started reading the first Harry Potter book and I just found out there was a character named Dumbledore. Grabbing the nearest pillow I screamed into it, slowly letting my frustration leave my body. I couldn't believe an entire book series was just spoiled for me because of one stupid sentence! Ooh, when I met my soulmate I was gonna give him an earful. But I was still going to read the series, of course, wouldn't want to waste reading a perfectly good book series. Especially because another Harry potter movie was going to be released In theaters in a few more weeks. I had around 4 more weeks to read the whole series. Although I could handle that, I wasn't too excited about reading a book that had already been spoiled. But I would cope with it, if it meant being able to finish the series before watching the movie. So here I sat in my room for the past two hours wondering who my soulmate was and how much I despised them for ruining the book series before I had even read it. Sighing again I re-opened my book and continued reading where I had left off. When Harry was about to board the train to Hogwarts.

-Time skip to a few weeks brought to you by Hermione Granger the brightest witch of her age-

A few weeks had past since I had started to read and finished reading the series and I was super excited to watch the newest movie coming out. I was going to go see the movie with one of my best friends in the whole world (b/f/n)(best friend name). She was about as big of a nerd about the series as I was. Over the course of about 3 weeks I had become such an extreme nerd about the series it was INSANE!!! I was still a little bit salty, my stupid soulmate had to go and spoil the whole thing with one sentence written on my arm for all eternity, but I coped with it, after all there was only one more week until the movie hit the theater's!!

-1 week later-

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I screamed after realizing what day it was. I woke my best friend up, as we had had a sleepover the night before, so we could go to the earliest showing of the movie, on the day it was released. She sat up quickly hearing my scream.

"WOAH WOAH WOAH!! WHAT HAPPENED!??!?" She screeched thinking I was getting murdered or something.

"IT'S TODAY!!!!!" I screamed my reply "WE HAVE WAITED WEEKS AND MONTHS AND YEARS FOR THIS AND ITS FINALLY HERE" I continued screaming, not caring how much I exaggerated how long we had to wait.

(b/f/n)'s eyes widened as what I had just said sunk in, before she started screaming along with me "AAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAH" We screamed and screeched in unison "its here its here its finally here!" We shouted as we danced around in circles.

"WHATS WRONG WHATS HAPPENING WHO'S GETTING MURDERED!!!!" My mom screamed bursting into my room, holding a baseball bat.

"IT'S FINALLY HERE!" (b/f/n) and I screamed running up to her and spinning around her as she groaned.

"Oh dear lord, it's 8 in the morning you never wake up this energized on a school day!" She answered our joyous shouts groggily. "I need coffee" She muttered dropping the baseball bat and sluggishly exiting my room to get herself some coffee. (B/f/n) and I danced around the room, and jumped up and down cause premiere day was finally here. We ran out my room giggling like crazy, our giggles were met with another groan from my mother who was currently leaning against the counter practically chugging down her cup of coffee. (b/f/n) and I danced around her one more time before running off to fangirl/boy about the series. We quickly got dressed after about 2 hours of gushing over the new movie and the series, and went to eat the breakfast my mom had made for us. (b/f/n) and I had saved, and pooled together our money ever since the trailer for the movie was released, and we had bought tickets for the midnight premier in theaters as soon as we had enough money. So we wanted to go shopping for a new outfit to wear to the midnight premier. so we inhaled our breakfast, and walked to the mall like two blocks from my house.

"(y/n) How much farther to the mall" (b/f/n) whined as we walked to the mall.

"Not much, so quit complaining" I replied snarkily as we waited at the crosswalk while cars drove past us.

"UGH my legs hurt!" She whined again as the stoplight signaled for us to walk across the street. After walking across the street and turning the corner, we walked a few blocks further away from my house before arriving at the mall. We quickly ran to hot topic to see if they had any Harry Potter dresses in stock that we could possibly wear to the movie later. Stopping at the harry potter dresses we looked over our options and decided to get some uniforms for our houses. I obviously got (hogwarts house) robes while (b/f/n) got Hufflepuff (if your house is Hufflepuff you can change your best friends house). We quickly found our size in the uniforms and tried them on in the dressing rooms. Satisfied with how they looked we paid for all the clothes and ran out the store giggling. We walked around the mall some more stopping in different shops and store windows. In the end I ended up buying the outfit for the movie, some pins from different fandoms I obsess over, and some new clothes for school. I looked at the time on my phone, and saw we had spent about 3 hours in the store yet had 12 hours left till the movie started. Running home like we were in a marathon, we got changed into our clothes and did our makeup, and continued to fan-girl about the movie when we were finished. We ate a quick lunch at around 2:00, then decided to check out the line for the theater we were going to watch the movie to see if people were lining up yet. So we grabbed our backpacks and filled them up with water money snacks and our phones, before saying bye to my mom and leaving the house. We walked the short 20 minute walk to the movie theater filling the walk with mindless chatter about stuff we deemed unimportant, before getting to the good stuff the juicy gossip going around school. What we heard what's her name said to what's his face during math, and how the schools sweetheart couple broke up over something trivial and would be back together by the end of the week. We spilled tea the rest of the way to the theater. When we got there there was already a line starting to form and it was only around 2:30, there were only like 4 or 5 people in line right now and we assumed that they were people who hadn't bought their tickets ahead of time, so they had to be at the front of the line in order to be garenteed the first available tickets. Chuckling at those movie noobs, (b/f/n) and I decided to walk across the street to the Barnes and Noble (or another popular bookstore If you don't have barnes and Noble where you live). As we walked across the street to get to the book store we started to discuss a good amount of time to spend there before going to eat somewhere before the movie.

"I think we should spend no more than 3 hours in there, or else we are going to look like nerds" (b/f/n) declared.

"We are in a bookstore on a Saturday! We are going to look like nerds anyway" I remarked gesturing to our outfits.

"Okay that's true but still if we spend 3 hours in here and then 2 hours in the restaurant eating then it will be around 7 when we finish eating, then we could go get in line and wait the rest of the time till the movie in line." She explained doing the math in her head.

"By the time we actually agree on a time it will already be midnight!" I said chuckling, "But let's just go into the store and finish looking when we finish looking alright?" I asked

"Ok sounds good to me" She replied as we entered the store.

-another time skip brought to you by Weasley's wizard weaseys-

(probably spelled that wrong)

By the time we actually came out of the bookstore, we had mistakenly spent 4-5 hours in there, way more than we agreed on. My stomach was growling like nobody's business so we found a nearby (f/r)(favorite restaurant), and walked to it.

"Damn this is a lot of walking" (b/f/n) said as we arrived at the restaurant, we took our seats, and both already knew what we wanted to order. So when the waiter came to ask us what drinks we wanted to order, we just ordered our food as well. Checking the time on my phone I read 8:00, we assumed it would take around an hour and a half to receive our food and we would be on track for getting in line around 9:30 or 10:00 depending on how long it took us to eat. We had received our food an hour later as predicted, and then it took us around another hour to eat. Once we were done we split the bill between the two of us and left a good tip for our waiter. We half walked half jogged back to the movie theater as it was finally dark out now and stumbled our way to the back of the line that had a good amount of people waiting for it. It was around 10 to 20 people already so we got into line at the back, and started the antagonizing two-hour wait until we would get to enter the theater and watch the movie we had been thinking about all day long. We anxiously waited for the two hours to pass while (b/f/n) and I chattered to each other and watched people file into the line behind us. After the two hours that seemed to endlessly drone on and on and on were over they finally started letting people into the theater, although those who didn't buy their tickets had to go and buy them before they were allowed inside the theater. Since we had been smart and pre-ordered ours we got to go right in and get our seats before many of the people in front of us even entered the theater. (b/f/n) and I chose seats right in the middle of the theater, the same distance from front to back, and from side to side. That's when we began to unload all our goodies, we pulled out bags and bags of candy and soda we had bought from a gas station on our way here from my house, we had candy-like airheads, red licorice, sweethearts, sour patch kids, gummy bears, gummy frogs, and sharks, and tons of items covered in chocolate. (b/f/n) made a reference comparing us to harry after returning from the candy trolley on the Hogwarts Express for the first time, with all our sweets. I chuckled at her reference. Once we got settled the previews started, and since no one wants to watch the fifteen minutes of previews we talked in low whispers while the previews droned on, we could barely sit still throughout the previews as we were so excited for the movie. Then finally it was time, the music started playing, and (b/f/n) and I clutched each other's arms tightly while squealing silently. The title rolled onto the screen and the lights dimmed down. We dug into our candy and ate silently as our eyes sparkled as they were glued onto the huge screen in front of us.

-After the movie-

When the movie finished (b/f/n) and I sat and fangirled about the fabulous movie we just watched, we analyzed everything we saw, and mentioned details basically no one noticed. That's when I saw two boys in the corner of my eye get up from a few seats away from us, and start walking. I saw one of the boys turn to the other and heard him say "man I can't believe Dumbledore died" my eyes widened as I thought back to the words written on my left wrist, angrily I stood up and ran after the boys when I finally got within earshot of them almost everyone in the movie theater had left. I tapped (ok slapped) the boy I heard say the words on my wrist.

Once he had turned around with an extremely surprised expression on his face I angrily whisper/shouted "YOU YOU'RE THE ONE" I smacked him on the shoulder again, as he looked at me with pure terror in his eyes.

His eyes widened with a sort of realization as he checked the words written on his right wrist. "That was not how I expected those words to be said" He replied lowering his arm back to his side. We were soon joined by (b/f/n) who walked up stuffing (his/her) face with leftover candy and popcorn.

"So what did I miss," she asked me not noticing the boy in front of me. Soon the boy's friend walked up.

"Yo Peter what's taking so long," He said to the boy, aka my soulmate, before seeing me and (b/f/n) standing in front of him. "woah, who are they" he said nodding towards me and (b/f/n).

"Umm... well you see this one" He gestured towards me "is apparently my soulmate" he continued, "and I don't know who this one is... yet" He finished gesturing towards (b/f/n).

"Oh cool" The boy whose name I now knew was Peter's friend said.

"Wait hold up what?!" (b/f/n) said confused and shooketh.

"Yeah... (b/f/n) Meet my soulmate, Peter" I said awkwardly

"huh, well alright then Nice to mete yah Pete, can I call you Pete, Imma call you Pete" She (or he) spat out quickly while shaking his arm wildly, and grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"calm down (b/f/n)" I said quietly while elbowing her side, she flinched grabbing the sides of her stomach.

"What! I'm not even doing anything" She responded saltily

"Hate to interrupt but I think we should leave, the cleaning crew is coming in" Peters friend insisted

"y-y-yeah, l-lets go" Peter agreed as the boys turned to walk out the theater with me and my bestie trailing behind.

we entered the hallway and I squinted as I came into the bright light of the hallway. I quickly texted my mom that the movie was finished and to come pick us up. After I took the time to study my apparent soulmates facial features, and damn I liked what I saw, he has beautiful chocolate brown eyes, curly brown hair with the front swept off to the side, his eyebrows were more on fleek than mine would ever be. He was wearing a blue sweatshirt that said midtown high on it, with jeans and black vans. He looked literally perfect, like someone I would dream about.

"OH um I never introduced myself, I'm Ned... Leeds" Peters friend whose name I know knew to be Ned informed us, snapping me out of admiring my soulmate's face.

"Nice to meet you Ned" I responded shaking his hand politely "Oh yeah I'm (y/n) btw, and this is (b/f/n)" I added gesturing to (b/f/n).

"T-that's a really p-pretty n-name" Peter stuttered, Blushing like mad which caused me to blush.

"T-thx" I responded with a slight stutter, as I continued to blush, "I uh, um I l-like your f-face?" I responded as a question, mentally slapping myself for my idiotic response. My response made him blush even more, and Ned and (b/f/n) walked away leaving Peter and I alone in the Hallway.

"Imma, just be over there" Ned said quickly walking around the corner.

"y-yeah m-me too" (b/f/n) agreed, Following closely behind him.

"S-sooo" Peter said after we sat in an awkwards silence for a few minutes, "you're my soulmate" He said awkwardly

"yeahhhh" I responded even more awkward than him

"Cool" He replied looking down at his feet... "well um y-yo-you're pretty" He complimented me, while stuttering

"t-thanks" I stuttered back rocking on my feet, thats when I got a text from my mom saying she was here outside waiting for us. "Oh hey um my moms here, do you have a phone or something I can use to contact you?" I asked texting her back.

"Oh um yeah, here's my phone number, [phone]" Peter said as I typed it into my phone, I sent him a quick text saying Hi and he created a contact for me.

"Okay umm cool well I'll text or call you sometime and we can set something up I guess" I told him

"y-yeah I-I guess we can" he replied smiling a little half smile.

"Alright oh um (b/f/n)!" I yelled down the hall, "my Moms here we gotta go!" I informed her and she came running down the hall,

"COMING, BYE NED BYE PETE!" She yelled as she ran past them and with me out the door, my mom was waiting outside, pulled over to the side of the street, and we climbed into the back seats.

"So how was the movie?" She asked

"It was great!" We replied, smiling between ourselves, The rest of the car ride was short and silent, and when we arrived back to my house we ran to my room closing the door behind me and started squealing!!!!

"OH MY GOD I JUST MET MY SOULMATE" I giggled ad squealed loudly.

"AND HE"S SUPER CUTE" (b/f/n) Added.

That's when my phone dinged signalling I got a text, It was from peter, 'Hey, I miss you already and can't wait to get to know you better' The text said, I showed it to (b/f/n) and we both fell back onto my bed giggling.

"Best soulmate ever" I said sighing.

~~Fin~~

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[tomorrcwz]

★ . . . 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓, 𝐒𝐕𝟓

pairing: sebastian vettel x fem!interviewer!gf!reader

in which lando doesn't know when to stop with his flirty comments, unknowingly stepping in the footsteps of your lover

warnings: reader is pregnant, unrequited puppy crush on lando's part, mention drunk!seb

"Look at you, simply beautiful like every other day i see you. how are you doing, pretty?", lando exclaimed in excitement as he walked past the set-up of your team. you were in fact beautifully prepared for the upcoming interviews; there was no way you could look like a mess on live tv.

shaking your head at his flirty comment, you huffed while catching your co-workers eyes who simply laughed at your misfortune. "how many times do i have to tell you, lando, i'm too old for you."

"Age is nothing but a number", he grinned brightly at you, not caring for your unamused face. and prison is just a building, you thought.

alex, the grid's twenty-two, saw and heard the interaction with alpha tauri's daniel riccardo next to him, quietly laughing how badly his friend tried to rizz you up. "oi lando, leave the poor woman alone, she's not having it", he said, sensing the slight uneasiness escaping your body — daniel however took a different approach. "c'mon landinho, you'll get her sooner or later."

hearing the comment, you rolled your eyes, flipping the driver off. "danny, you're not helping — no wonder i prefer to interview alex over you at any given time", you said, causing the aussie to gasp dramatically, hand over his heart to show his true pain.

after a while the drivers went their merry way, having to absolve sim training or media duties, you sighed in relief; you liked working with them to bits but they could be too much to handle at times — especially cheeky, awkward lando. you first noticed his puppy crush on you while interviewing him back in his rookie days, most of time with the other two's george and alex. it was endearing for a few weeks but when you fell in love with another man, a driver at that, you grew slowly uncomfortable.

"when are you going to tell him that you're a taken woman who's pregnant? the lad keeps on thinking how to win you over", your coworker dina asked, curiously mirroring her features.

gently caressing your swollen belly, you smile at the words taken woman; you were a lovesick fool for your boyfriend with whom you agreed on taking a step back from work when the summer break begins — which was only two races from now.

"seb thinks its hilarious and i quote: can't wait to show the little one and you off when the break's over."

"he's a shithead y/n, can't believe you got yourself the wolf in sheep's clothing. if alonso is a war criminal, seb's a villain", she laughed out loud, "i'm still waiting for him to take another step and pop the question."

a giggle passed your lips. "remember in 2017 when he flirted at any given change with me, even jokingly proposed? the face was just chef kiss", you wheezed, picturing the memory before your eyes. it was the night after lewis hamilton was named formula one world champion and many drivers, their families and workers of the teams were at a grand party to celebrate the title winner; sebastian, being drunk on champagne, thought it was a fantastic idea to get down on his wobbly knee right in front of you, asking you to marry him. you, completely sober as you had promised to drive lewis and a mechanic of the merc team to the hotel later, starred wide eyes at him, cheeks flushed in embarrassment as the people around you hollered.

saying no to the man wasn't a hard decision, more a weekly job to do, so it came to a great shook when he asked you out a week after and you said yes — and from there love blossomed. you'd be the one to propose after the baby anyways.

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #sebastian vettel x reader #sebastian vettel imagine

[heeseung-min]

My Patient

Pairing: psychiatrist Jay x patient reader

Summary: You came to the hospital to get a treatment for your trauma but why did it become worse instead of getting better?

Warning: drug usage,yandere themes,murder,panic attack,anxiety,hallucination, mention of suicide and stalking (if you cant handle this please do not read it)

This is pure fanfiction and does not involve any character in real life. Leave a comment and like on this post.Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it.

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"Explain this,park jimin!!!"

"What do you mean y/n? Why are you suddenly being like this?"

"Are you gonna act dumb like that? Tell me the truth.Where did you go last week?"

"Baby, i told you i'm oustation,right? Can you please stop screaming because I'm driving us right now."

"Outstation,huh? There is a picture of you going to other woman's house jimin! How am I supposed to calm down!!!"

"I'M NOT Y/N!! WHY YOU CAN'T BELIEVE ME!!"

"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE WHEN THERE IS A PROOF JIMIN"

"Y/N STOP HITTING ME"

"AHHHHHHHHHH"

"AHHHHHHH"

A loud scream released from y/n's mouth. She woke up from her nightmare and looked around only to be met with darkness as it still a night. Cold sweats on forehead and shaking hands made her tears slowly building up. She's tired. The nightmare has been attacking her again. She can't do anything except feeling guilty for the things that happen in the past.

"Jimin-ah, i'm sorry i'm sorry"

Y/n started to cry and whimper how sorry she is to her late-fiance, Park Jimin. Oh how she regrets everything that happened and how she hates that she still alive while her lover is dead.

The bed she was sitting was supposed to be the warm place for her and her fiance. Too bad, he left first. You can hear y/n begging to no one for Jimin to come back.

"y/n wake up! I made you breakfast."

That's Jungkook. He is y/n's cousin who always at her side and help her through everything since both of them are orphan and only have each other. Jungkook doesn't have any girlfriend as he is too busy with his work and taking care of you.

" I ...I dreamt about him again,kook"

Jungkook's movement stopped for a while. He put the plate he was holding to the table and looked at you who were staring at nothing. You changed. Your eyes that always contain happiness now become sorrowful, you lost your weights and getting eyebags under your eyes. Jungkook pursued his lips and sighed. It's not easy. The fight you were having with your fiance was the last time you see him and you don't even get a chance to apologize to each other. Jungkook is so worried because one time he had saved you from cutting your neck just to end your nightmare.

"I can't help but to feel guilty,kook. I tried to distract myself but it didn't work."

"y/n, it's been one year since that incident. You need to stop blaming yourself. This is not healthy."

"I'm afraid I can't, jungkook. It keeps haunting me. I tried to not overthink but I just can't"

Jungkook can heard how broken your voice was. You are too tired and he don't know how can he help you to get over with this. He hugged your body and your soft cries filled up the room.

"Here, I have a suggestion. We get you to a hospital to get a treatment for your trauma. Let's try it y/n. I'm sure Jimin will be sad if he sees you in this condition. Okay?"

"But I'm still scared to go out,kook"

"It's okay y/n, you have me. I will accompany you tomorrow."

Jungkook hold your hand to calm yourself and went to the counter to get your appointment. After that , both of you sit down and waiting for your name to be called.

"What if I can't tell what is happening jungkook? I'm afraid the doctor will call me weird!!"

You asked with a worrying voice an started to scratch your hair. Jungkook sighed and caressed your hair gently and fixed the mess that you did.

"He is doctor for a reason y/n. I believe you can do it. Trust yourself this time."

"Miss y/n. Please go inside. Our psychiatrist is waiting for you."

Jungkook smiled when heard your name getting called. He immediately stood up and pulled you up and walked to the room that you need to get into.

"You can do this y/n. It's time for you to get better."

"Good morning miss y/n. My name is Jongseong and I am your psychiatrist."

The man who is sitting while typing something on his computer made you stunned a while. It is because he is so breathtaking. The cute lips and sharp jawline made you gulped a bit suddenly become nervous. You sit on the chair that has been placed in front of him and waiting for him to finish whatever he doing right now.

"Have you eat y/n? You seem tired."

"Oh i just eat a little? Because i don't have any appetite."

Jongseong,the psychiatrist stopped doing his task and turned to y/n who was fiddling with her fingers.

"Can you tell me what is happening miss y/n? Because I want to help you overcome your problems."

Y/n can feel the panic that started to build up. She tried to calm herself but seems like it became worse. Jongseong quickly went to her when he noticed how the girl can't breath regularly. He cupped her cheeks made her looked at him.

"Miss y/n, I need you to follow what I say. Now,slowly inhale and exhale. Don't think anything just focus on your breathing."

It continues for about ten minutes to finally calm you down. You were feeling embarassed because the psychiatrist had to see this side of you.

"It's okay miss y/n. I had see a lot of my patients being like this. It's normal and no need to get worry. Let's get you start, okay?"

You sighed quietly for the last time and began telling your problem to the man. You often didn't look at his eyes and fiddling with your fingers. Jongseong make sure to take a note of that.

After about an hour, the session finally done and you were waiting for Jongseong to finish what is he writing.

"How do you feel about our session today miss y/n?"

"I feel a bit good but I'm still scared of the nightmares."

"I will give you some technique to control your breath when you have a panic attack and we will meet again after few weeks to see your progress, okay?"

"Yes doctor"

"Just call me jongseong I want you to feel comfortable"

"Okay, if that's what you want. Thank you jongseong-ah"

Somehow the name feels familiar but maybe it's just your mind playing with you.

Two weeks later, your day has been improved and become better. You started to have appetite to eat again and Jungkook was so happy when he saw the changes. You laughed as he screamed happily when you asked him to take you out even though you still scared to go out but Jungkook is always there to reassure you that everything is fine.

However, your happiness shattered when one day you saw a note at your table in your room

I miss you y/n

-jm-

No,no, no this must be a prank. You took the note and went out from your room then walked to Jungkook who was playing with his dog, Bam.

"Hey, do you want to go to the park? We can play with Ba-"

"Are you playing with me, Jungkook?"

"wh-what do you mean y/n? Playing with what?"

"Did you put this in my room?"

Jungkook looked at the note you've showed him. He furrowed his eyebrows after he read the words and turned to you who started to look scared. Bam who was standing beside Jungkook also getting worried when he looked at you.

"Y/n, this is not me. You know my writing y/n. Also why would I do this? I'm not this stupid y/n."

"Then ho-how?"

You fell because you can't feel your legs. You can't breath. You started to feel dizzy. Jungkook were calling you and Bam was barking but you couldn't hear that. What you can hear only your other voices.

'Aren't you looking pathetic right now? No wonder Jimin cheated with you'

'Oh look at this bitch crying. Do you think crying would make Jimin alive again?'

"Stop Stop"

'You should die. You don't deserve to live while Jimin is dead'

"I SAID STOP!! STOP FUCKING STOP ITS NOT MY FAULT JIMIN DIE!!! AAAAAAAARGHHHHH"

"Y/N Y/N I'M HERE DON'T LISTEN TO THAT Y/N LOOK AT ME"

Jungkook were panicking when you started banging your head to the wall. He hold you tightly while you screaming and begging for him to let go.He hugged you for about 15 minutes and your body started to calm down slowly. What Jungkook could heard from you was your sobbing and whimpering. Just as he thought you become better, now you back to the old one.

"Y/n come on let's eat. I made your favourite."

Jungkook said as he put the food and drink beside your bed. Bam who was following him is now laying beside you. You can only stared at them.

"It's not my fault right?"

"Yes y/n it's not. I will install cctv to see who is the one went to your room. Don't worry. We have Bam here, he can protect you."

Bam barked when he heard his name getting called. You laughed with Jungkook and caressing the dog body. After that, you eat and talked with Jungkook for a while before you went to sleep.

What you didn't notice was a man stood at the corner in your room watching how you moved agressively because you were having a nightmare.

"Hi y/n good to see you again after few weeks. Let's continue the session, shall we?"

Jongseong asked with a hint of excited in his voice but he tuned it down when he saw how tired you are. You became worse than before.

"Can you tell me what exactly happening to you this past few weeks y/n? Because it seems you looked really bad."

"It's actually getting better at first but when I saw a note in room, it scared me. The nightmares come back again every single night and sometimes I'm too scared to sleep because I'm afraid I will dream about it again"

The session continue for an hour and Jongseong took a note for every movements y/n did without she realized. The girl sometimes rambled too much and then keep apologizing to the point Jongseong need to calm her down.

"Okay y/n, seems like your condition really become worse so I will give you some medicines to help. Please do not overdose the usage okay? Consume the medicine as what I had adviced."

"Am I that bad, Jongseong?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Jongseong stopped whatever he doing and looked at you seriously. He could sense that you were going to cry so he quickly embraced you in his arms and it was right. You were crying as soon as you leaned to him. The psychiatrist caressing your back as to give you comfort. You and him stayed in that position for a while until you slightly pushed away from him.

"I'm sorry Jongseong. I don't know what's wrong with me. This is so unprofessional. I should not hug you."

"Hey y/n, look at me"

The girl refused to look as she is still embarassed about the hug so Jongseong cupped her cheeks making the girl look at him with wide eyes.

"You cannot always be alone when you want to cry y/n. Sometimes, you need someone to lean and you can use me. Yes, I am your psychiatrist but I am your friend too. Treat me as your friend because I will always be here for you. I will be the one who bring you happiness.

You was too stunned to speak. Not only because of his words but because of the closeness between you and Jongseong. He looked more attractive at this point. The way he smiles at you made your heartbeat fast.

Oh.

Are you falling in love with him?

You blushed at the thought and slowly took off his hands on your cheeks and pursued your lips.

"umm thank you Jongseong. I'm glad that you're my psychiatrist. Thanks for comforting me."

"You're welcome y/n"

You went out from the room and looked at Jungkook who was playing with his phone at the seat.He looked up and smiling when you went to him.

"How is it? Are you feeling better- yo wait why are you blushing,huh?"

"Oh shut up kook let's go take my medicine."

"Hey, you can't fool me. I know you better than anyone.So, hehehehehe is my favourite girl is falling in love? With her psychiatrist?"

"Shut up!!!"

Jungkook teased you along the hallway even after you had picked your medicine. You rolled your eyes when he poked your cheeks to show that you are blushing.

"I'm glad y/n"

"What do you mean?"

"You know, it's the time for you to finally move on from Jimin hyung."

"I know but that doesn't mean I like Jongseong!!"

"Ouuu, is that his name? It's a bit familiar."

Jungkook said while thinking where did he ever heard that name but the thought stopped when you said again.

"Shut up, let's go eat and I want to play with Bam."

Your weeks started pretty badly. Almost every night, you will have the same nightmare. Jungkook and Bam decided to sleep with you so you they can be alert if there is anything happen to you.

You walked to the kitchen to drink a water but you stopped when you saw a tall human or more like man who were watching your moves. You couldn't see who is he because of the darkness and you are certainly sure it is not Jungkook since he sleeps with you. You don't know what to do but you decided to step back and it caused the person to call you.

"bunny"

That's the nickname that only Jimin used it on you. You stayed at your place and looked at the person with wide eyes. You don't know what is happening and you knew your fiance is gone so who is this person standing in the room calling you using a nickname that only a certain person used on you?

"who...who are you?"

"I'm Jimin, bunny. Can't you recognize me?"

The man slowly walked to you but you didn't even try to run. Maybe because you were too shocked of his words. When he reached infront of you, he cupped your cheeks and made you looked at him. It's hard to see actually because of dark but you felt like it is Jimin in front of you.

"...Jimin?"

He giggled and kissed your forehead made you cried suddenly.

"I'm sorry jimin I'm really sorry"

"It's okay bunny. Everyone makes mistake."

"Y/N?"

Jungkook's sleepy voice startled you. He switched on the lights and you shut your eyes because of the sudden bright. Jungkook stared weirdly at you as he saw you were hugging yourself.When you opened your eyes, you looked around the room to find Jimin but there is no trace of him.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

"Where's Jimin?"

"I- what the hell y/n?!! Jimin is gone y/n!!"

"NO!! I saw him here just now I swear!!"

"Hey look at me!! Y/n, you saw how doctor take the life support off his body and that means Jimin is gone y/n. Have you took your medicine?"

"Are you saying I'm crazy??!!!"

"Of course no y/n!!! I just don't want you to being like this. You need to remember Jimin is gone and it's impossible for dead person to come here."

You were stunned at his words.

Are you having hallucination?

Is it because you don't get enough sleep?

You also don't know what is the answer. Jungkook sighed when you became quiet again. He brought a glass of water and your medicine for you to eat. Jungkook also give you a sleeping pill so you can sleep peacefully.

Three weeks later, you were running with Bam at the park while Jungkook went to buy ice creams. Just when you wanted to call Bam you saw a guy who literally look like Jimin. You started to follow him leaving Bam confused as why you stopped playing. The dog barked but you were too focused on following that person. When you succesfully got to be near, you tapped his shoulder and made him turned his back.

"Jimin- oh sorry! I mistook you"

The man furrowed his eyebrows but didn't say anything instead just continue walking and leaving you stood like a fool. Jungkook went to you with the ice creams he bought and serious look at his face.

"What happen y/n?"

"I- I saw Jimin again...."

"y/n, let's go back home"

"I really saw him Jungkook. I followed him but then I don't know suddenly I lost him? But I'm sure I saw Jimin"

"YOU LOST HIM BECAUSE THERE IS NO JIMIN Y/N"

You were shocked when Jungkook screamed. It is the first time he ever scream that loud to you. Bam too were scared of his loud voice and decided to went to the bedroom.

"Can you please don't think about Jimin anymore y/n? Jimin is dead y/n!! He is dead!! Why can't you accept that??!! You and I saw his funeral y/n. Can you please stop saying he is alive? I'm tired to handle this y/n"

Tired.

You realized even Jungkook who is your cousin that has always by your side is tired of you too. Of course he is, you were saying bullshits and nonsense. Who doesn't get tired of it. You looked down at your lap fiddling with your fingers. You should stop rely on anyone because it only make them tired. Slowly, you stood up and still not looking at him.

"I'm sorry for everything I've done"

And you walked to your room and told Bam to go out to Jungkook. You locked the door and slowly let your body fell to the floor and started crying alone in the darkness.

The next few days y/n was still not talking to Jungkook. She is avoiding that man because she couldn't forget what he said days ago. It's not like she is being angry, no, she just felt guilty for whatever happened and Jungkook couldn't help but to feel guilty too about what happened between him and his cousin. Now, y/n didn't even response when he called her to eat. He always see his cousin come out from the room at midnight and sometimes he woke up at the night just to see y/n tried to cook something. They slowly became apart. His dog, Bam also sad when couldn't play with y/n too. Sometimes, the dog even wait in front of her dog just to make her play with him.

"come on buddy, I'm sure y/n is tired. Let's go sleep bam"

You went to the hospital for your appointment by yourself. Usually,there is Jungkook accompany you but you were still avoiding him and you also went out without his knowing since the man need to bring his dog to vet.

"hi y/n, how are you doing today?"

Jongseong said with a bright smile but you can only response with small nod. The smile on his face automatically dies when he saw how puffy your eyes. He decided to pull his chair and sit in front of you.

"what happen y/n?"

"Jongseong-ah, I-I think I become worse. I started to having hallucination. Everytime I eat the medicine I keep seeing things."

You were not lying. You had did an experiment to not consume the medicine he give and surprisingly you just have same nightmare but not every night and the your mind seems a bit better than the time you consume it. You did some research that certain medicines you have causing this but you didn't expected that bad. You were looking at Jongseong for answer but he just keep staring at you with unexplainable expression. Suddenly, he giggled at nothing and made you more confuse but you stunned at the next words that came out from his mouth.

"That's why I give you that. I want you to become crazy."

"...what?"

You don't know what to say at this moment. Jongseong still looked at you with his smile and standing up from his seat then walked around the room.

"Those medicines I gave to you have some side effects like having hallucination but it's not that bad. So, I added something into your food and drinks everytime."

"...my...food?"

"Yes!!! I break into your house and pour the drugs into your drinks because you have a mini fridge in your room.Even though your cousin had installed cctv I still have my ways to go through hehe. Also, do you remember the night? The day you were crying because you think Jimin is still alive? That was me actually,bunny. Ahh when I feel your body close to me, I nearly faint but Jungkook such a bummer. If he hadn't appear that time, we would have a sweet kiss y/n"

"bullshit"

That's only the word you could mumbled after heard what Jongseong said. It's so disgusting to know that he stay in your room and do something bad. How can you fall in love with this person? The man was amused at how you glared at him. You still looked cute even your look at him show hatred.

"Bunny, I didn't like bad words coming from your mouth. You are too pure to said that."

You had enough. You need to get out from this room. But just when you wanted to stand up,someone behind you had injected you at the neck and slowly your eyes shut and the last thing you heard was

"Only I deserve you"

You woke up from your sleep and winced at the sudden headache. You felt unfamiliar at the scent in the room then you started to remember what happened before you fainted. You quickly sit up but failed when you noticed both of your hands had been cuffed to the bed and your clothes has been changed to a white hospital gown. The thought of Jongseong changing your clothes bring shivers to your body.

"How was your sleep,bunny?"

The voice startled you and made me yelp a little. Jongseong giggled as he slowly walked closer to you and watching how you tried to step back from him even you couldn't.

"Do you want anything? Food or water?"

"Please let me go Jongseong. Please, I'm begging you!!!"

"No y/n. Why would I let you go when I want you at the first place? Isn't it dumb for me to let you go when I finally got you?"

"You are crazy"

"Says the one who having hallucination about his late fiance"

"You knew ....Jimin?"

"yes darling I am park jongseong, his younger brother. Do you remember me?"

Your silence made Jongseong sighed but he didn't care about it. He sat in front of you and started telling a story on how both of you first meet to the point he's following you everywhere just to get know about you. You were terrified when he said he knew exactly your habit and something that only you knew about it.

"-and I still remember how excited you were when Jimin proposed to you. I was there when it's happening and it made me want to kill him so bad. You rejected my confession when we were high school but you accepted my brother confession after a year. Can you feel how angry and sad I am that time? That's why I decided to make this plan.I sabotaged his car and that's why he's dead so he can't bother our life anymore."

"You're stupid. How could you? Jimin is your brother!!"

"I don't care!!! You are mine y/n not him. I'm glad you believed the pictures of Jimin going to someone else house. He is not cheating but I need to do that so we can be together."

"You fucker. Once I get out of here, you will get arrested."

"Are you sure you can get out of here y/n?"

"Yes I can. Jungkook will find me and help me get out of here."

"I love how confident you are but too bad I am one step ahead"

Once again, you got injected and all your movements stopped. Jongseong watched you until you really unconscious. He pulled your bed out from the room and bring to another room which has some equipment in it.

"Let's start the electroshock therapy."

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GF - Timestuck AU: The Power of Mabel ch.2

While fighting over a time machine so one twin can win a pig or the other can win the heart of a girl, Mabel is left stranded in a snowy forest with no time machine and no brother. Oops.

The BEAUTIFUL art pieces were done by @clownwry and @elishevart ! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! 😭❤️💋

ch.1 - ch.3

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Ford was way more nervous than he was letting on.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

She had long, pretty brown hair, braces over her teeth, sneakers, a skirt, and a sweater that allowed the cold air to pass through it. Her cheeks were slightly chubby with youth and nosy, as well as her nose, due to the freezing weather. Her eyes matched her hair perfectly, and though they were clouded with fear and confusion, Ford swore he could see sparkling behind the clouds, sparkling that made itself well-known when she asked if she could make him a sweater or when she saw his hands.

Ford would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy Mabel’s company, but she was practically a stranger, and keeping a random girl in his house that was located in the middle of the woods was fishy and Ford couldn’t help but feel like it was illegal. But he couldn’t leave her out in the snow and send her on her way to find her home and family, so he decided to keep her warm or healthy, simply because it was the right thing to do.

But then she said she had no parents to call. Only a brother, who was lost, too. Ford can remember the old rule: If you’re lost, stay where you are until you are found. So he then decided that she could stay here until her brother found her, which should be by morning at the latest.

Still, he felt uneasy, so once Mabel was settled in front of the TV, Ford excused himself and went into the kitchen to make a phone call. There was only one man who would have better judgement in this situation than him.

The phone rang a few times. Ford checked his watch to make sure it was a reasonable time to call. It wasn’t Sunday, was it? But then the ringing stopped. “Howdy! This here Fiddleford McGucket.”

“Hey there, buddy.” Ford smiled to himself at hearing that cheerful voice. “How have you been?”

“Stanford Pines! Good t’hear from ya!” Fiddleford cheered. “M’just fine, just fine! How are ya?! Ya haven’t gotten eaten by monsters yet, have ya?” He laughed, making his old friend chuckle along.

“No no, I’m alright.” Ford almost brought up the reason he called, but then he remembered something very important to Fiddleford. “How are Emma-May and Tater?”

“OH! They’re doin’ great! We’re all very happy n’ doin’ well! Ya won’t believe how big Tate’s gotten since ya last saw him! He’s already crawlin’!”

“Wow, that's great to hear.” Ford sat in a chair at the kitchen table. “Has he said his first words yet?”

“No, not quite. Actually, he’s extremely quiet. Not a lot of baby-babble.” Fiddleford chuckled. “The doctor says that’s perfectly normal. Tate’s so smart, he’s reachin’ for specific colors n’ such, n’ ya can tell he’s thinkin’ a lot n’ knows what’s goin’ on, he just got nothin’ t’say.”

“I was very shy when I was young.” Ford commented casually. He didn't feel like mentioning why. “If Tate is anything like either of his parents he’s very intelligent.”

“Oh, he’s so much like both of us it’s scary. Ya know Emma-May, so clever n’ quiet n’ such. Tate’s got all that. But he already looks so much like me! But he’s got his mama’s hair! N’ Santy Claus brought ‘im this fun little fishin’ game where ya fish for plastic fish with a pole with a magnet on it, n’ he loves it! I can’t wait to take ‘im fishin’ when he’s big enough! Ya really outta give yourself a break n’ come down for a visit, he’d move to see his Uncle Ford again.”

Ford’s face felt hot. “Perhaps. Spring is when a lot of anomalies are active and breeding, so i would prefer not to miss that, but maybe I could visit for a weekend before that…”

“Well, no pressure, I won’t assume anythang until ya tell me to, just know there’s always a bed for ya here.”

“Thank you, Fiddleford. The same for you and your family. The clean air will do everyone some good.”

“Oh, I’m sure.” Fiddleford sighed happily and perked up. “So! Whatcha callin’ for? Not that I’m not happy just t’chat, but ya never call.”

Ford laughed and shrugged to himself. “I suppose I don’t. I’m sorry.”

“No need t’be sorry, Stanford, just wanna know what’s up.”

“Well, I was hoping to get your advice on something.”

“Shoot.”

“Um… well…” Ford rubbed the back of his neck, unsure how to tell him this. “I heard some unusual sounds outside today…”

“What kind of unusual sounds?”

“Cracks, like lightning. And some faint yelling.” Ford answered. “I thought it might be a tree branch or a new anomaly to catalogue, but when I opened the door a young girl was standing there in the snow with no coat.”

“Heavens! Is she alright?!”

“She’s okay, no frostbite. She was cold, but after sitting by the fire, drinking some hot chocolate, and changing into some dry clothes, she’s okay now.”

“Well, good.”

“So of course I brought her in. I tried to call her parents, she probably got lost playing…”

“Sure.”

“... but she says she doesn’t have any parents.”

“Oh.” Fiddleford sighed. “Oh. Now, wait, are ya sure she didn’t just say that so ya wouldn’t call?”

Ford chuckled and said, “I first thought that too, but she looked too sad to be lying.”

“Okay, I see. Does she got somebody ya can call?”

“She says she has a brother, but he was out there, too. So he is probably out there looking for her and therefore nowhere near a phone.”

“Fair enough, okay. So, I reckon y’all are waitin’ for him t’come ‘round.”

“Yup.”

“Well sounds to me like you’ve handled this all pretty well.” Fiddleford said confidently.

“You think so?” Ford asked. “I can’t help but feel like I’m doing something wrong. Like I’m missing something. Am I doing something wrong?”

“Nonsense, buddy, you’re doin’ great.” Fiddleford assured. “Look here, ya can’t just leave a young gurl out in the snow t’try t’find her way home...”

“I agree.”

“... so ya really got one option n’ that’s t’keep an eye on her n’ let her in as a guest. N’ ya tried t’call, but nothin’. The best thang ya can do right now is be there for this lil’lady n’ just be kind t’her. N’ if nobody comes for her by mornin’, why don’t ya go into town n’ see if anybody knows her, then they can help y’all out.”

Ford nodded, then remembered that his best friend couldn’t see it, so he said, “Yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“You’re welcome. N’ hey, are ya okay?” He asked seriously.

“Yes, yes I’m okay. I just want to make sure I do this right.”

“O’course. I understand. Ya want me t’come down there n’ give a hand?”

“No, that’s not necessary. I’m sure Mabel will find her brother in the morning.”

“Mabel, huh? Well, if y’all don’t, please call me. N’ even if ya do find her brother, call me. Keep me updated.”

“I will. Thank you, Fiddleford.”

“Anytime, Stanford.”

~~~~~~~~~~

When Mr. Ford gave Mabel the remote for the old TV and went into the kitchen, she decided to use her awesome detective skills to figure out what year it was. If it was before Grunkle Stan lived here and opened the Mystery Shack, she must be pretty far back in time. But she had no way of knowing if it was 1999 or 2005 or the 50s.

The TV was old, but so was Grunkle Stan’s in her time. So Mr. Ford could have had this TV for a long time and didn’t want to replace it. 

Okay, so when was the TV made? Mabel didn’t know. Dipper would have known.

Okay, Grunkle Stan mentioned watching TV when he was a kid once or twice. So at least Mabel was when Stan was a kid, okay. 

Mabel turned the TV on and it was in color. Okay, so she wasn’t too far back in time. But the TV was playing a commercial for clear skin. The picture was gritty and all the people in it had puffy hair and long socks and oh my god was that woman wearing legwarmers?! Mabel grinned at seeing her favorite fashion on TV, but then her face dropped. When was she?

She tapped her chin and tried to think of how to know the date without being suspicious. She could ask Mr. Ford, but that might be suspicious. Mabel decided to start flicking through channels to try to guess what year she was in based on what was airing. A lot of shows were about cowboys, space, or game shows. Huh. Okay.

All the TV shows were definitely older. Nothing her dad would watch from when he was a kid, so if Mabel had to guess by everyone’s crazy air, the cheesy TV shows, and the music occasionally playing, she was in the 70s.

Huh. Okay. But she needed an exact year. So Mabel turned off the TV, saw an old radio on a desk, and turned it on to listen.

“... cuz it’s cold doesn’t mean you can't boogie, folks! So grab someone you wanna get warm with, turn up the music, and get your bodies warm in the coolest way possible! Here’s Night Fever, by the Bee Gees!”

Mabel grinned at the disco music. Her personal favorite song from these guys was More Than a Woman, but Night Fever would do. For a moment Mabel forgot her mission, jumped off the couch and left the blanket behind, and in the over-sized gray t-shirt Mr. Ford gave her while her clothes were drying, she danced along to the music, singing the chorus since those were the only words she knew.

“When you reach out for me. Yeah, and the feelin' is right,

Then I get night fever, night fever. We know how to do it! Gimme that night fever, night fever. We know how to show it!”

Mabel laughed at herself as she spun around in her socks and tried to do the point-and-hype dance she didn’t know the name to, but everyone did it when a disco song played.

Little did she know that Ford had returned to check on her, and was smiling at her as she shook her hips and waved her hair around and had fun. He leaned against the doorway and planned to let her dance in peace, but when she did a spin and saw him, she grinned and took his hand. “C’mon, Mr. Ford, come dance with me!”

Ford chuckled and shook his head. “No, no! I can’t dance!”

“You got two legs that aren’t broken?”

“Yes.”

“Then you can dance! C’mon!” Mabel encouraged, let him go when they were both in the middle of the room, and she started to dance again. “Don’t make me dance alone!” She even pulled an evil move and gave him puppy eyes. Rude.

Ford smiled slyly at her and hesitantly copied her boogie moves. It was true that Ford never liked to dance, but there was no one around but Mabel, and though he had only known her for an hour or more, he was sure she would never make fun of him.

And he was right.

“Wow! Look at you, Mr. I-Can’t-Dance! Yeah!” Mabel hopped on the couch, standing, and took Ford’s hand. “Here, I’ll spin you!”

Ford laughed and allowed it, doing a single spin, but then scooping her in his arms to dip her and then let her down, making her laugh as they continued to dance. 

“Alright alright, you crazy cats, that was Night Fever by the Bee Gees! It's a snowy day here in the heart of Oregon, with snow flurries coming in harder all night, but it should clear up by morning and be a fun day to go out and play! The date is January 26th, 1978 in case you gotta write a check or mail a thank you note to a friend or family member. I’m still writing letters for Christmas! We’ll be right back with some of your favorites after a word or two from our sponsors, so don’t go anywhere!”

Mabel stared at the radio. “Wow, 1978.” She breathed. Her parents were only kids right now, maybe only six or seven-years-old. Wow.

Ford chuckled. “I know, I’m still in the bad habit of writing ‘77.”

Mabel realized her mistake, but was grateful her host misunderstood her. “Me too.”

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for dinner. How about some ramen noodles?”

“Yes, please! Can we play a game after we eat?”

“Sure. I don’t have many board games, but I do have a deck of cards.”

“Do you know any card tricks?!”

“A few.” Ford admitted, wiggling his fingers. “There are some advantages to having more fingers than average.”

Mabel grinned up at him and followed him to the kitchen for dinner.

#GF #fanfiction #gravity falls #gravity falls au #timestuck au #ford and mabel bonding #Fiddleford McGucket #dancing #night fever #snow day

[angellesword]

YOUR EYES TELL | JJK (10)

Summary: You live in a world where people see in black and white. The solution to finally see the colors? It's simple. You need to meet your soulmate and look at him in the eyes, but what if the person bound to you is already contented with the monochromatic world? What if...Jeongguk, your soulmate, is already in love with someone else?

Alternatively:

"A future without you is a world without color."

Genre: soulmate au, e2l, slow burn, angst, fluff, roommate au

Pairing: Artist!Jungkook x Lawyer!Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

SERIES: CHAPTER 9  | CHAPTER 11

Note: I just wanna dedicate this chapter to @jooniebugg coz your feedback in Your Eyes Tell (09) is <333 and it inspired me to write chapter 10! some lines in this update is my response to your comment heheh :*

You were not in trouble, but Jeongguk was.

"Guk," Jimin let out a breath as he closed his eyes. "Slow down, okay? I can't understand what you're saying."

But Jeongguk couldn't do it. He was sobbing uncontrollably that Jimin literally had to tell him to breathe.

Jeongguk tried to follow the instruction of his best friend's boyfriend. Breathe. It should be easy, right? He only needed to stop thinking about you in able to breathe properly.

Unfortunately, it was difficult to get you out of his mind.

"You good?"

Your soulmate nodded even though Jimin couldn't see his face. They're currently talking over the phone. Jimin called him after finding out what happened during the trial.

It was all over the news. Countless of articles were published online. Most of them were unreliable and full of speculations.

Jimin gave up after reading one sentence. He knew he had to call you to know the truth—or at least the fragments of truth. Jimin wasn't really interested in the case; he was only interested to know what was up with you.

Were you alright?

Jimin found some of your decisions in life questionable, yet he didn't say anything. He remained tight-lipped when you told him about your entangled fate not only with Jeongguk, but also with your assistant and client.

Just like your soulmate, Jimin could not understand why you were trying to defend Kim Seokjin. Their reason was different though. Jeongguk's thoughts were selfish. Jimin, on the contrary, was plain curious.

Why were you so invested in this case?

Was it because of your stubborn nature? Jimin knew that once you set your mind into something, you wouldn't stop until you won.

Jimin only learned to accept your competitive side when he realized that you were raised this way.

You didn't choose to be like this. You were actually forced to be like this. This being the case, Jimin was only able to release an exhausted breath after Jeongguk told him what happened in the courtroom.

Some might say that you pushed too hard, but this didn't give Mrs. Kim the right to hurt you.

"It's my fault, hyung. I wasn't there to protect her." Jeongguk bit the inside of his cheek.

It had been an hour since you locked yourself in your room and Jeongguk wasn't sure whether to comfort you or to just leave you alone.

It felt like you preferred the latter option. Jimin told your soulmate that you weren't answering your phone, an obvious indication that you didn't want to talk to anyone. This was also the reason why Jimin decided to just call Jeongguk to know if you were okay.

You weren't.

It was weird, but Jeongguk was positive he could feel your heart breaking. If this was any other day, he was sure that he would simply ignore this, but something definitely changed. Jeongguk didn't know why, but he had this intense urge to embrace you—to make you feel better.

"But you can protect her now, Guk. It will be hard, but please..." Jimin begged your soulmate. He didn't want to burden Jeongguk; however, the latter was the only person who could comfort you right now.

As much as Jimin wanted to embrace you, he couldn't. He was in Busan, his hometown, at the moment. Jimin was processing some important documents because he's planning to ask Taehyung to marry him.

"W-What can I do to make her feel better?" Jeongguk stammered. He's nervous, but he's decided. He couldn't let you go through this alone. It hadn't even been a day, yet he already missed your goofy side.

"You're a smart boy, Jeon. You'll figure out what she wants."

What do you want?

Jeongguk's heart was recoiling once again. He realized that he never knew what you wanted since you were always catering what others wanted.

You were a people pleaser.

"But if nothing works, just call her parents." This was Jimin's last reminder before ending the call.

Your soulmate didn't understand why Jimin thought it would be a good idea to call your parents. Jeongguk was pretty sure he could bring the smile back on your face without the help of anyone. He just needed to make sure you were not in some kind trouble first.

Jeongguk opened your laptop to send an email to your boss and other clients, telling them that you were taking a break from work.

Jeongguk was tired by the end of the week. Jimin was right. It was difficult to help you get back on your feet, mainly because you weren't trying.

You stayed in bed most of the time, you barely touched your food, and he felt like you didn't even want to live.

You looked so unmotivated that in the end, Jeongguk decided to just message your parents and invite them to your apartment—this was the reason why he was in trouble.

"You can't just do this without consulting me, Jeongguk."

His scowl deepened when you called him using his given name. You only did this when you were serious or mad. In this case, he figured out that you were mad—or at least he thought you were mad. Your voice was rough, similar to the tone you used when you were inside the courtroom.

Jeongguk was scared.

He was scared to upset you again.

"But Jimin-hyung told me to call your parents!" He reasoned out. Blaming your best friend was the only way Jeongguk could think of so that he could finally escape your piercing glare.

It worked.

Your expression softened a bit, though this didn't mean that he wasn't in trouble anymore.

"Jeongguk," this time your voice sounded tired.

"Y-Yes?" He pretended like he was busy sweeping the floor. Everything needed to be perfect because your parents would be here shortly.

You already accepted your tragic fate. It was decided. You were going to meet your mother and father today.

Damn it.

"Why did you block Hoseok's number?"

You saw how Jeongguk froze after hearing your question. No doubt, he was guilty.

"I-I didn't do it!" He lied.

You narrowed your eyes at him.

"You're not a good liar..." Amusement was now dancing in your voice.

Jeongguk had been using your phone to respond to your prospective clients. These people just didn't know how to stop. They kept texting your personal number even though Jeongguk told them that you were on a leave.

Your phone didn't have a passcode that's why he was able to freely access it.

You didn't mind. In fact, you were grateful. He saved your career. If he didn't send a notice of leave to your boss, you were sure you're gonna get fired.

"I'm not lying!" His lips protruded into a sulky pout. "I didn't send those messages!"

"Huh." You arched your brow. "But I only asked why you blocked Hoseok. I didn't say you texted him using my number."

Jeongguk's eyes went wide.

He was instantly busted.

"H-He was spamming you with useless messages!"

"I don't think so," you shook your head as you read the conversation. His excuse just kept on getting worse.

 "Wow. You're cold," you could imagine Hoseok's disbelief upon seeing the thumbs up emoji. It was actually apparent by your friend's response.

 "Jeongguk..." You called his name again.

"What!?" Why was he getting annoyed?

"You don't want Hoseok to kiss me?"

Jeongguk looked like the emoji he sent to Hoseok.

"And why would I want that!?" His chest was heaving up and down. You couldn't see, but his face was as red as tomatoes.

You suddenly laughed, causing Jeongguk's heart to swell in joy. This was the first time he heard you laugh after weeks of getting used to your impassive face.

Were you finally moving on?

Jeongguk guessed you were. Your expression literally changed the moment your parents arrived.

You looked happy to see them—too happy that Jeongguk felt like he was only imagining your annoyed expression a short while ago.

Didn't you say you hated the fact that he invited your parents to your place?

You did say that. Unfortunately Jeongguk had no idea how much you hated talking to your mom.

You swore you loved her with all of your heart, though her principles were different from what you believed in. It was draining to pretend like you agree with her.

"So how's the case you've been handling, sweetheart?" Your mother's sweet smile made you cringe.

It hadn't been long since she pulled you inside your room to 'talk.'

Your parents had already met Jeongguk. As expected, they loved him. Your soulmate made it very easy to like him. Perhaps it was because of his eyes. Damn those big, doe eyes. It never failed to make your heart melt.

"Good." You walked towards your bedroom door. "Let's go back to the kitchen. I think Jeongguk prepared some desserts."

"Dessert could wait, dear." Your mom offered you another sickening smile. It was the kind of smile that told you to give up. She always had her way of making you follow what she wanted you to do.

"Come on, eomma." You laughed nervously as you told her that your soulmate was excited to let her try his yaksik, a popular dessert that your mom truly loved.

You didn't know how Jeongguk found out your mother's favorite dessert. You just knew that you were willing to eat dozens of yaksik just to get away from your mom. You didn't even care if your stomach was still full after eating the lunch your soulmate had cooked.

Your mom only shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't hear what you said.

"Tell me about the Kim's case." She demanded as she meticulously inspected your wardrobe.

Your heartbeat doubled.

It was easy to simply give into what she desired because you were certain that she wouldn't stop anyway.

Sadly you couldn't speak—not anymore. Not when you knew how all of this would go.

You wanted to move on from this nightmare on your own. All your life, you relied upon what your mother would say.

"You can't be sad over this. It's nothing compared to what I've been through!"

"Stop crying. You just think you're hurt. You're not."

"No. You can't. That shows weakness."

These were some of the things your mother would say whenever you encountered problems in life. She honed you to be this strong person who wasn't allowed to mope.

You remembered her telling you that it was insensitive of you to cry over little things when it was clear that so many people had it worse than you.

This was exactly why you didn't want to meet your mother today. She would force you to stop feeling bad about Seokjin's case since it was petty.

It was funny actually. People admired you for always ignoring the pain you felt.

You found this toxic. It felt like you were expected to be strong—making you feel like you should heal right away and not with your own pace. This was also the reason why you found it hard to open up to people, even if you were really close to that someone.

Your mother made you feel like there would always be some kind of adversary when it came to handling inconveniences in life. Sometimes you wished people would shut up and just listen. You didn't always need advice. What you wanted was for them to stop quantifying pain because people had different tolerance when it came to feeling what's painful and what's not.

"I think I lost," it took everything not to cry in front of her. At the end of the day, you were still afraid to be perceived as weak.

She had that much control over you.

"Why did you lose?" Her voice was stone cold.

Your response was automatic. You told her what happened during the trial in spite of telling yourself that you would never get swayed by her authoritarian nature anymore.

"You don’t have to answer. I know now why you lost." She crossed her arms as she shook her head at you.

"Didn't I tell you? You lost because you didn't acquire enough knowledge." She proceeded to tell you what you already knew.

Your mom always said that knowledge is power, but the word "knowledge" that was delicately tattooed on your Achilles heel said otherwise.

For you, knowledge is downfall. This was why you chose to have that word tattooed on your Achilles heel—a part of your body that symbolized fatal weakness.

You were working as an auditor before you decided to go to law school. You knew this field inside out and it came with a price. You helped a firm conceal fraudulent acts using your knowledge.

It was a dangerous thing. Your mom tolerated your unprofessionalism since she was a major stockholder in the said company. She actually pushed you to continue the misrepresentation; however, you were guilty.

You couldn't do it anymore. You couldn't use the power you acquired to fool people. Law school taught you to uphold justice, but you were blinded once again.

You failed to see the impact of your actions to Soobin, an innocent soul. Maybe your mother was right. You were bound to fail your law career. Maybe you should just go back to the corporate world and help billionaires to achieve their disgusting scheme.

"Sorry," you swallowed hard, looking straight into your mother's eyes. "I'll do better."

"You should be." She gritted her teeth as she continued to invalidate your emotions.

You wondered when the torture would stop. You just wanna lie in bed and sleep the pain away. Luckily Jeongguk came knocking on your door, saving you from your mother's poisonous words.

"Wait," Jeongguk stopped you from following your mom to the living room.

"What's wrong?" He cupped your face; worry was evident in his eyes. You looked like you were in pain.

Did your mother say something to you? Jeongguk wondered.

"Nothing." But you brushed him off before he could ask.

Jeongguk pursed his lips into a thin line. He swore something was wrong, but he didn't want to push it since it was clear that you were not in the mood to talk about it.

But he couldn't stay still knowing that you were bothered. This being the case, he went out of his way just to make you smile.

Jeongguk was being such a good boy. He kept on praising you in front your parents. He was also respectful towards them. His jokes were appropriate and he smiled so kindly at them.

His lingering touch on your wrist, waist, and shoulders didn't go unnoticed by you. It was like he was guarding you from any possible danger.

"What do you think about this, my sweet daughter?" Your father showed you his artwork with a proud smile.

You chuckled.

Jeongguk was teaching your father how to draw.

"You did great, Appa!" You weren't lying. He had done a good job sketching The Hulk.

"Really? What about the color? Do you like it?"

You nodded eagerly. It wouldn't hurt to lie, right?

"I like the shade of green that you used."

You were expecting your father to smile back because of your compliment. Sadly, he only stared at you blankly.

"What?"  A nervous giggle escaped your lips.

Your parents and even Jeongguk were making you feel awkward. Why were they looking at you like you were a poor, poor soul?

"This Hulk is color pink." Your father said softly, making your breathing hitch.

He was trying to show contrast. The Hulk was the personification of rage. He colored him pink because in your world, the mentioned color symbolized gentleness. He wanted you to see in his drawing that people should be gentle even though they're angry.

You ruined it.

They probably know by now that you were lying when you said earlier that you could see colors.

Why did you even lie?

Why couldn't you just tell them that Jeongguk wasn't in love with you?

"Ah," you scratched the back of your head. "Is it pink? Sorry, Appa. I'm still trying to learn colors."

Your lie was understandable. You told your parents that you met Jeongguk a few months ago. It was impossible to know all colors in a short period of time.

You knew you weren't a great liar, but damn. When you looked at Jeongguk, he was smiling as he mouthed, "it is okay," to you.

He was saying that you were doing well, that you didn't ruin what your father had been wishing for: he wanted you to be loved by your soulmate.

You felt like Jeongguk loved you.

You couldn't stop staring at your soulmate as he continued to smile brightly at you.

In this moment, you swore you could see the brown in his eyes.

Or so you thought.

You just couldn't have one peaceful day, could you?

"N-No..." Your voice broke, tears falling down on the sheet of paper you were holding.

Your parents already left. Jeongguk was kind enough to drive them back to their hotel.

You were alone in the house.

The paper in your hand was mocking you, telling you that you would forever be alone in this house.

TRANSFER OF OWNERSHIP IN A CONTRACT TO SELL Vendee Jeon Jeongguk of  Room 13, Apartment X, Seoul, South Korea—you stopped reading the next words.

You couldn't believe it.

Jeon Jeongguk was going to leave you.

#jungkook #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fic #jungkook series #jungkook story #jungkook soulmate au #jungkook fantasy au #jungkook romance #jungkook roommate au #jungkook enemies to lovers #jungkook e2l #jungkook friends to lovers #jungkook fluff #jungkook sugar baby au #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x you #jungkook x oc #jungkook x noona #ficswithluv

[siimjaeyun]

VOLUME TWO: ICE ICE BABY

synopsis: all you've ever wanted was to be good enough for jake sim, the captain of the soccer team, and the boy any girl would kill to be with. the issue? you know he's only with you to get back at his ex and have an eye candy around his arm. but when his friend sunghoon is back at school, maybe he'll teach you that you're more than just a pretty trophy.

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You manage to release another sigh as you make your way inside your home.

Jake had bailed on you for the third time this week, doing so at least two to four times for the past three months and you were tired of it. Half of the time it was because of practice and the others were due to excuses you're pretty sure he pulled out of his ass.

You wanted to text the group chat but figured you didn't want to add to the hatred your three best friends already had towards said male boy.

You didn't have any work to do, so for a change in sceneries you head to the local ice rink, the only possible place you think of as your second home.

Once entering, the scent of ice and water touch on the memories of your last summer. Yet you don't pay attention to the bittersweet feelings when the ice rink owner approaches you.

"Y/n! How have you been, it's been quite a while since I last saw you." She takes a good luck at you, admiring your smile in particular.

"I've been well, just busy with school and some other stuff."

"Well you know you're always welcome here and if you ever want your job back just say the word? You should head inside, there's only one other student in there." You nod your head and bid farewell while picking up a pair of ice skates and heading inside.

Too engrossed in the feeling of the ice under you as you open the gate to skate, you don't catch the boy staring at you.

"My, my do we meet again?" You glance up and find none other than Sunghoon with a smirk on his face.

"Hello to you too Sunghoon." You contemplate whether it be best to run off and come back later, but it's not like you could handle another disappointment.

"Jake never told me his girlfriend skates." You skate past him and keep going before choosing to answer.

"Yeah well I doubt he's talked about me at all. But if you don't mind I'd like to be alone." You try to get past him again but he blocks your view.

"I'm just trying to talk to you? I wanna get to know Jake's pink princess better." His ending comment was your last straw and you shove him, making him lose balance while you exit the rink. You miss his yells to come back and instead go into one of the waiting areas, throwing off your ice skates in frustration.

"Hey hey, I didn't mean to say anything bad "

"Fuck off Park Sunghoon." You say sternly, picking up your skates and trying your best not to cry in front of him.

"Hey, y/n look at me. I'm sorry." Sunghoon abruptly takes a hold of your shoulders and gets you to look at him in the eyes, noticing the guilt painted on his face.

"I know you didn't mean anything, I'm just tired and I hate hearing that name."

"Pink princess?" He questions.

"Exactly. I just want to be here in peace and do me another favor, please don't tell anyone you saw me here. No one can know okay?" Confused, he agrees but still can't help but feel bad for the tension from earlier.

"But on one condition." Sunghoon leaves the room and you choose to follow him up a flight stairs, considering that there's a possibility he could murder you then and there.

"That condition is for you to keep this a secret." He holds a key out and opens the door which leads to the area right above the skating rink for you to see on both sides.

"I thought the keys to this place were lost." You ask, amazed by the way all the skaters appear from your sight of view.

"They were, I figured if I knew a secret than you should too." He goes to the cabinet, and pulls out a sheet and some pillows for the both of you to sit.

"So, if we're on a secret basis, then tell me about yourself." You were surprised by his question to say the least, since most people could care less about any of your actual thoughts.

"Well what do you want to know? Aside from my utter hatred for the nickname?"

"Why don't you want to tell people you know how to skate? As an ice skater it's kind of offensive." He fakes being a pain letting you release a small laugh.

"I just think of this as my safe place. When all eyes are on you, there's not much you can do that isn't for yourself like ice skating and song writing."

"You write songs?" A small blush forms on your cheeks as you realize the accidental mention.

"Yeah, but they're not good. It's just my little world I guess, what about you?"

You turn the conversation towards him and find yourself rather entertained. There's a few serious moments, and others where Sunghoon is close to beating you up for teasing him showing a bit of his fangs in the process.

"Okay okay final question, why do you hate the color pink so much? And why do you let Jake talk you into it." You sigh looking at him with your pinky out.

"Pinky promise this stays between us? The only other people that know are my friends Giselle, Sunoo and Jungwon okay?" He agrees, and let's you continue.

"Well, when I was younger and my biological parents were still together, I caught my dad cheating on my mom with another woman in their bedroom. Later, my dad divorced my mom, got remarried and abandoned us to make a new family...the color the woman always wore was pink. Her lingerie was pink that day I caught them, when they got divorced I met her in the lobby in a pink dress and their wedding dress was also pink. Pink is to me a color of false promises, it's a symbol that love doesn't exist," you say honestly before answering his second question, "I wear pink because Jake said it's my best color or it's what he repeated often. I'm so pressured to be good enough that I make myself wear pink thinking it'll prove something. And that is pretty much everything there is to know."

"Thank you for trusting me y/n. And rest assured that everything is safe with me." He holds your hand and you became startled when his phone rings.

"My mom is calling me to come home. It's almost ten o clock." Your eyes widen as you confirm the hour, exiting the room instantly with Sunghoon.

"Hey sunghoon, thanks for listening." Sunghoon just smiles and hands you a sticky note.

"My number. I'm here anytime. We might only know each other for a day, but I can tell there's a lot more to you than meets the eye." He walks away and you head home, inputting his number almost instantly.

Maybe Park Sunghoon wasn't that bad.

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#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #heeseung #jungwon #sunghoon #jay #enhypen riki #jake imagines

[takuyakistall]

tuna | anniversary special

Synopsis: A normal day in Yuu's new life in NRC but, somehow, today made them feel a little bit nostalgic.

Notes: I wanted to write something for Twisted Wonderland's anniversary! This game really means so much to me and I don't think I would've picked up writing again if I didn't stumble upon it. Something about Grim and Yuu's relationship makes me emotional and the fact that Grim got a new card in the game didn't help me cope at all. I ended up writing this fic as a result, this is just purely fluff! (I think) I hope you guys like this.

The smell of charred coal and an oily can of tuna greeted Yuu's nostrils as they stirred awake, grumbling incoherent words as their eyes adjusted to the sudden sunlight entering their room through the window. It was almost peaceful.

Almost.

Had it not been for Grim feasting on his tuna noisily and messily. Yuu sighed as they stood up from their bed and began to arrange it—folding the sheets, dusting the pillows and set them aside neatly. The creaking of the floorboards with each step they took used to unnerve them, afraid that it might give in one day but Yuu learned to get used to it. Though sometimes they can't help but worry for the day when it actually gives in. Maybe they could ask Headmaster Crowley before that happens?

Yuu shook their head and dismissed the thought. The last thing they wanted to hear was Crowley spouting nonsense all over again and then disappearing without a trace. Judging from all the times Crowley has let them down, who's to say that he won't do it again? They pulled out the wooden chair placed by the table and scrunched their face when they saw how Grim was eating.

"You're making a mess everywhere!" Yuu scolded, trying to snatch the tuna can from his hands (paws?) before he could knock the other stuff down on the table. Grim didn't bother refuting as he sat back lazily on the chair, a satisfied grin on his face.

"Mhm... That was delicious~!" Grim let out a merry sigh. The breakfast he'd been used to everyday wasn't something he would look forward to or enjoy. Living in an abandoned dorm meant that no one else was there to cook for them but theirselves and there was no way Yuu was letting the ghosts handle the cooking. As a result, most of their meals were either bland or too little in terms of portions—Crowley wasn't one to ensure these types of things so that's one more thing Yuu adds to the list of 'Why I don't like the Headmaster'.

So when Grim found a can of tuna lying around somewhere, he didn't waste a second to grab the golden opportunity in front of him. Though there was one tiny little problem with what Grim did.

Yuu got that for their breakfast today.

Together.

And much to their misfortune and Grim's doom, the can was empty. Yuu had to pause for a moment to process the sudden discovery—Grim ate all of the tuna. They had to clench their fist tightly so as to not grab the ribbon tied around Grim's neck and shake him like a pepper shaker. Grim was blissfully unaware of the way Yuu was giving him glares that could kill and continued to relish himself in his euphoria. Though that was short-lived when Yuu decided to open their mouth, gentle anger lacing their voice.

"Grim. Did you eat all of the tuna?" They crossed their arms across their chest, a perfect close eyed smile on their face as they tilted their head slightly when they questioned Grim. He froze for a moment, eyes widening and his lips slightly twitching as Yuu furrowed their eyebrows. Clearly, they saw how the sudden realization hit the raccoon-cat (or whatever he was) and how nervous he became. He needs to think of an excuse—fast.

"A-Ah! About this…" Grim started, throwing his paws around in the air, making out incomprehensible gestures. Though before they could hear his explanation, an important thought crossed over Yuu's mind and they felt their blood run cold.

"Hey… Grim. What time is it?" They didn't wait for a reply, feet already scrambling towards their closet as they vigorously looked for a clean uniform. Grim held a confused expression.

"Eh, time? Isn't it…"

"Grim you idiot! We're bloody late!"

"F'nya!! Why didn't ya tell me sooner!?"

"Oh so now it's my fault? You're the one who didn't wake me up!"

"Professor Trein is going to be so mad…"

"Just shut up and start walking!"

Both of them dashed out from Ramshackle, the doorknob at the entrance getting slightly jammed so Yuu had no choice but to break the rickety door down. Not that it was difficult though, burglars could've easily killed them during their sleep—that is, if people even manage to climb a whole mountain to bother stealing from them. They'll just have to explain the door incident to Headmaster Crowley as well later. That is, if they manage to talk to him at all.

But, for now, the only thing stuck in their heads was to run as fast as they can or else it was off with their heads!

“You’re late.” Their teacher, Professor Mozus Trein, spoke in a cold tone. Gingerly stroking his cat’s head as it purred but that didn't give Yuu and Grim any ease at all when they stood there, unmoving, at the classroom entrance. Yuu tried to keep a neutral expression, hands at their side and feet together. Grim, on the other hand, wasn’t doing so well with doing the same as Yuu. He had trouble standing straight on two legs so he decided to climb up Yuu’s back to their shoulder and stayed there.

The sudden shift in weight on one of their shoulders made them grimace slightly.

“Good morning, Professor. Please excuse my tardiness, it won’t happen again.” Yuu bowed slightly, hoping that this would all be over quickly and he would let them go to their respective chairs. They straightened their back, looking at Trein directly before he gave them a slight nod and returning his attention to the chalkboard in front.

Yuu and Grim let out a sigh of relief simultaneously as they quickly went to their respective seats with Grim hopping off Yuu’s shoulder. He grabbed a bunch of books from Yuu’s bag to stack them up. Sitting on it since he wasn’t tall enough to see on his own without the desk obstructing his view.

Yuu caught the sight of Ace trying hard to keep in his laughter in the corner of their eye. They wondered for a moment about what Ace could possibly be laughing about until they heard Grim snarl ever so slightly. As if a lightbulb suddenly popped up over Yuu’s head, it suddenly clicked all too well.

He was laughing at them.

Although Yuu didn’t particularly mind being laughed at by that clown, Ace Trappola, Grim didn’t share the same sentiment. They had to hold back Grim’s tail to stop him from throwing a fit during class—it was a good thing Professor Trein had his back turned or else they’d be in bigger trouble.

A few minutes into class and Yuu could already feel their head explode. Coming from a completely different world than Twisted Wonderland, there was no doubt that they were going to have difficulty understanding things from here. While History of Magic was indeed an interesting subject, Yuu couldn’t help but feel the need to pull their hair out when they saw what Professor Trein was writing on the board.

‘Those symbols… am I supposed to know them? This looks more like a summoning circle more than anything, how am I supposed to understand this?’

They slapped their forehead repeatedly and forced theirselves to stare at the board once more—hoping that staring at it for a while would miraculously make them understand whatever that is. Grim, on the other hand, looked like he was boding well—looking so studious and listening attentively. But the moment he picked up a pen, that’s when the image was ruined. Yuu had to stifle their laughter when they saw him struggle to write on paper.

While it was a bit mean to laugh at him, Yuu couldn’t deny the fact that the drastic change was hilarious.

“Yuu, is there something you’d like to share with the class?” Professor Trein suddenly called out their name. Their back straightened and their gaze immediately snapped to the teacher in front. It seems like the Professor was paying more attention to Yuu.

Someone in the classroom let out a snort. Small, but audible for it to be heard by everyone in the dead silent classroom.

“Ace Trappola, do you have something to say as well?”

Ace stood up almost immediately.

“N-Nothing, Professor!”

Yuu was a tiny bit glad that Ace slipped up. At least they won’t be alone when Professor Trein decides to punish them. They shot a mischievous look at Ace, sticking their tongue out that screams: Serves you right!

“Dismissed.” With one single word from Trein, the class burst into a series of relieved sighs and yawns—a few ones groaning here and there but they were eventually glared at by the Professor and his poofy cat. Ace sluggishly walked towards Yuu and Grim with Deuce, who looked as fresh as ever, following behind.

“Hey, did you get everything Professor Trein said? Today’s class was sooo boring.” Ace whined, crossing his arms over his chest as he asked his three friends.

“Nope.” Yuu answered truthfully as they put back their pen into their case.

“Not at all…” Deuce closed his eyes and clutched his forehead.

“Hmph! Of course I did, I even took down notes.” Grim was proud as he puffed out his chest. Ace’s eyes perked up for a moment, wondering if he would let him view his notes until a sudden realization struck him. He wouldn’t be able to decipher Grim’s terrible handwriting in the first place. His expression slowly turned into one of disappointment—something akin to the feeling of finding out your name wasn’t in the Top 50.

Deuce was the first to comment. “These are….. Notes?”

“Grr! What’s that supposed to mean!?”

“It looks like a bunch of scribbles made by a cat.” Yuu added. Grim was about to be fuming mad until his ears drooped down slightly, Yuu felt a pang hit their chest. Could they possibly be feeling bad?

“Well… I’ll give you an A for effort.” Yuu patted Grim’s head, hoping that they didn’t hurt his feelings too much after that comment. Instead of lifting his spirits up, Grim felt like his soul got crushed. He felt like Yuu pitied him more than actual commendation, but he won’t say anything. He’ll take the crumbs of praise he can get.

Ace straightened up and walked towards the exit, dragging his legs slightly as he called out his friends. “Oi! Let’s go have lunch already, I’m starving!”

“Coming!” Deuce replied before promptly poking Yuu’s shoulder to make sure that they heard Ace.

“Alright, alright. Give me a minute to fix all my stuff, you guys can go ahead.” Grim stared at Yuu, wondering who should he go with—Yuu or Ace and Deuce? He was going to accompany the Heartslabyul Duo until he remembered how Yuu didn’t get to eat breakfast because of him.

He felt a little bit bad for leaving them like this.

He opened his mouth to say that he’s going to stay with Yuu until they suddenly cut into his thoughts like a knife into butter.

“Grim, you can go ahead too. Save a seat for me while you’re at it.”

“Are ya sure?” Grim asked them for reassurance.

“...? Are you going to miss me or something?” Yuu teased.

“No way! Nevermind, I’m leaving!”

Yuu watched as the Ace, Deuce, and Grim exited the door before letting their smile drop into a frown. They wondered if today was an okay date to ask the Headmaster about progress on the whole ‘find Yuu a way back home’ thing. But, there was a possibility that their visit to his office will be all for naught. Crowley was someone unpredictable, after all—eccentric is another way to put it nicely.

They tapped their fingers against the desk rhythmically. Dozens of thoughts running inside their head. The chatter outside the classroom cutting their train of thoughts continuously which annoyed them to death but it was something they took comfort in. The nostalgic noises of a bustling school filled with students going on and about.

It reminded them of their homeworld.

Yuu decided to look for Crowley as they stood up from their chair. A nostalgic bitterness lingering in their mouth as they left.

“Why did I think I would find him today?” Yuu asked no one in particular. Eyes glued to the wall clock as they counted the minutes they had left before break ended and classes started again. They silently dwelled on their regret of visiting Crowley’s office, it was nothing but a waste of time. Now they had less than 30 minutes to go into the cafeteria to get some food.

Each step they took was taxing. They put too much force with every one and perhaps that was a result of getting mad at a useless bird—their temper can’t help but explode a little bit. By the time Yuu arrived, they spotted the idiot trio sitting by the window. They had already finished eating long ago but they were still there. A thought popped into their head.

‘Could it be…? They were waiting for me!?’ Yuu knew it was nowhere near the truth but perhaps they can indulge theirself once in a while with these kinds of thoughts. Grim was the first to spot them.

“Where were you!? Break is almost over.” The grumble Yuu’s stomach let out made their cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Maybe it was because they skipped breakfast? Grim felt bad. This was his fault, wasn't it? Ace and Deuce urged Yuu to go buy something to eat but one look at the line formed by the counter, Yuu immediately declined. They’re going to be late for class if they waited!

Grim stared at the small portion of lunch he set aside for himself for later. Much to no one’s surprise, it was fish. He had a debate with himself—asking if he wanted to keep this or offer it to Yuu. In the end, he went for the latter. He nudged Yuu with his paw before holding up the plate with his two paws.

“Have this if you want… Ya didn’t get to eat breakfast because of me, right? I feel kinda bad but here.”

Ace’s eyes were wide in shock and Deuce dropped his yogurt. Yuu was flabbergasted at the sudden nice gesture Grim was showing but-

“Sorry, but I don’t want rabies.”

Grim had to resist the urge to set everything on fire. Yuu had to bite back a laugh when they saw how mad Grim was—denying everything about him having rabies. The troubles they had about Crowley were long gone and replaced by the bubbling happiness growing in their chest. The sight of their friends—Grim, Ace and Deuce—was enough to convince them to forget about it. Even if it’s just for a short while.

The nostalgic taste danced in the tip of their tongue once again. A sudden wave of sadness washing over them as they thought about the day when they’ll eventually go back to their own world.

I’ll miss this. Definitely.

They looked up to see Grim causing a mess with Ace holding him back and Deuce trying to summon another cauldron. Yuu shook their head.

But, for now, let’s focus on the present.

Is it so bad that Yuu wanted the incompetent headmaster to stay incompetent? Just for a little longer, don’t find a way back.

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst writing #fanfic #self indulgent takoyaki #twisted wonderland grim #twst grim #ace trappola #deuce spade #twst ace #twst deuce #twisted wonderland ace #twisted wonderland deuce

[charliedawn]

Imagine being an old classmate of Lucius and him stumbling upon your shop

As soon as the blond boy enters your shop, you know that trouble is not far behind. The boy is touching an item when another man comes in and warns the child by hitting his hand that was handling said item with his cane, sending him a stern look.

" Come on, Scorpius. Stop acting like a child. You shouldn't touch things that aren't yours. Your father would be ashamed.."

The voice, the look, the hair..Oh no..You would have recognized that condescending tone anywhere. You are about to back away slowly and hide in the back shop when the man coughs from behind you to get your attention.

" Shopkeeper, I am searching for a crystal ball for my grandson's class of Divination. Do you have any of those ?"

The hair at the back of your neck stand on edge at the pompous voice dripping with disdain, but you force yourself to smile and turn around to greet the client.

" For sure, sir. Please, follow me."

He doesn't seem to have recognized you yet and you thank Merlin for that miracle. You show him the different crystal balls and he inspects each one of them with the minutiae of a true expert, but you know that deep down, he is absolutely clueless. You almost let out a snort when he chooses the most useless of the crystal balls to buy, surely because it is the most expensive one and that the Malfoys ever had only one motto : Higher is the price Better quality it must be. You still cash it in and try to contain your laughter at the bad deal the man had just bestowed upon himself. However, you fail to see his brat outside, practicing the Alohomora spell on your front door and before you could truly comprehend what had happened, your door shuts close and traps you both inside. Lucius pales at his grandson's action and immediately withdraws his wand to open the door, but the spell doesn't work and he groans in annoyance.

" What is this ?! Why don't my spells work ?!"

You sigh before looking at your watch..6 o'clock. Of course.

" It won't work. Because of the many thieves roaming the street at night, I spelled this door to not succumb to any spell after 6 o'clock at night..It won't open until 6 o'clock tomorrow morning."

He turns towards you, obviously unnerved and is about to yell at your incompetence when a sudden glimmer of recognition lits up his eyes.

" Wait..I know you..You were in my house. Your name is Y/N, isn't it ?"

You scoff before mockingly clapping.

" Bravo ! Took you long enough.."

He growls at your mocking gesture before looking at the door with a scowl.

" Were you always that irresponsible ?"

You rise an eyebrow before rebutting.

" And you, were you always that annoying ? On second thoughts, don't answer that..this is why nobody invited you to the Yule Ball !"

He blushes in embarrassment and mumbles angrily.

" Why you little..Because I had Narcissa !"

You roll your eyes before replying with a jeering tone.

" Thanks Merlin, you had her ! Or you would still be a virgin !"

You would have never thought to see such passionate hatred in Lucius' eyes, him who usually remained so calm and who always had the perfect comeback. But, as you are both trapped, you sigh before getting two chairs and placing them next to each other while he stands still. You sit down and cross your arms before sighing exasperatedly at him.

" Are you going to stay up all night ? Come on, I don't bite..often."

He humphs at that last part before looking at the chair, maybe trying to decipher if there are any traps under the cushion. But, he finally indulges. You both sit next to each other in silence until Lucius sighs and admits.

" You're wrong, you know ? Someone did invite me..I never knew who it was though ? However, what I do remember, is the effort they had put inside the letter..The silver lines moving like snakes around the paper and the green velvet envelope..They even used perfume: a rich fragrance of mint, leather and a hint of fresh nightingale. No name had been written though and this is why I thought it was Narcissa, since she had been trying to find a way to invite me for a while..But then, I asked her about it and she never dared to admit that it was her who wrote it, I found it cute at the time..But now that the divorce is in motion, I really doubt that it was her."

He sighs loudly before pinching the bridge of his nose with two fingers, exhausted. You had noticed the heavy eyebags and could only imagine what a single grandfather Lucius could be like. No wonder his grandkid locked him inside. But, since he had been nice enough to share his worries with you, it's only normal that you do the same.

" My shop is on the verge of collapsing, nobody is interested in buying quills and papers now that they have those damn muggle phones..It must be me ? I live in the past and now, reality is hitting me hard in the face.."

He listens to you without interrupting and smiles nearly compassionately at you.

" Guess muggles aren't that great anymore, huh ? I knew that, at some point, our worlds would merge, I just didn't want the Wizarding World to be lost forever..It's sad really."

You can't help but laugh bitterly at his comment.

" A Malfoy will remain a Malfoy ! Always with your ideas of purity and against any kind of change ! If you had just been a little more open-minded, maybe you wouldn't be the most hated family in all the Wizarding World ?"

He only scoffs dismissively at your comment.

" What is the point of being liked when you have power ?"

You look at him and smirk.

" Power ? True power doesn't come from money, Lucius..If you had been paying a little bit more attention, you would have known that power comes in many different shapes and forms..Everybody could have power over anybody, if they only know how to play their assets.. "

He arks an eyebrow at you before smirking as well and asks almost daringly.

" Really ? And what power do you have over me then ?"

The both of you ferociously stare at each other for a while and then, you finally decide to jump on him and tackle him to the ground, to his greatest astonishment. Before he can do anything, you take his cane and throw it away. You then take some nearby rope and, in a few minutes, Lucius is defenseless. When he tries to speak, you put your hand around his throat and squeeze. He grits his teeths and you smile victoriously.

" What was that you were saying about true power ? See how easy it was for me to take the upper hand ? You Malfoy men, always playing the same dangerous game..Over and over again. Never learning that it takes a woman to truly feel powerful..Now that Narcissa is gone, it would be a shame if I were to bite your head off ? Who is going to save you ? Your son ? I doubt it..He hates you. Your wife was your best protection, people always underestimate the power of a mother..But, dear Lucius, you should have known better than treat everyone you come across as pathetic worthless worms..Now, you can either tell me that you were wrong, or I'll tell everyone that a mere half-blood has put the great Lucius Malfoy on his back.."

His eyes widen at the revelation before remembering that he had never seen your mother..Your father was a metamorphmagus and many respected him and that had always been enough..He should have definitely digged deeper. He groans, trying to free himself, but to no avail. He finally glares up at you with everything he feels: disgust being a very distinctive look on him.

" Let me go this instant, you filthy mud..!"

But before he could finish his sentence, you bit his shoulder so profoundly that he finds himself on the verge of screaming..He only hisses instead and you then whisper in his ear.

" Ask nicely..and I may consider it."

He sighs, how could he have been so stupid ? And now, he is pretty sure the memory of submitting to the halfblood would stay in his mind forever..

" Could you please let me go ?"

He finally asks politely but, he is surprised when you start kissing up the side of his neck.

" See ? You can be nice when you want to.."

He groans, still frustrated, but also strangely aroused by all this..But, of course that, he would never admit it to you. He only closes his eyes and hopes that you will stop when you notice that he isn't paying attention to you anymore. However, you aren't going to let him go so easily. You take him suddenly by the chin to force him to look back at your flashing yellow eyes and, to his surprise, you growl.

" Eyes on me, pretty boy..You wanted to see real power ? I'll show you what real power looks like.."

Again, you attack his neck and grind against him until he sees stars.

" You..You will never.."

He tries to speak, but his words get lost when you get him out of his coat and throw it to the ground carelessly.

" Hey ! That coat costs more than your whole damn muggle shop !"

You bite him again, a little less hard on his clavicle, only to shut him up again and roll your eyes playfully at him.

" Me who always thought that you were an ice king, you are just a snow princess.."

He opens his eyes wide at the nickname before glaring at you.

" What did you call me, parasite ?"

You dramatically put your hand at the level of your chest, as if the insult had hurt you before smirking down at him.

" What ? Is that the best you got ? Parasite ? Well, don't forget that said parasite is the one who is making you harder than rock right now..Must hurt, isn't it baby ?"

He clenches his jaw hard at your taunting tone before suddenly raising his pelvis to hit yours, making you moan loudly. When you open your eyes again, he is grinning up at you and asks mockingly.

" What was that ? I thought you said you were going to show me power, but all I hear are the purrs of a pitiful kitten who thinks she is a predator.."

You growl and put your hands around his throat. You aren't playing anymore and want to kill him..To kill him for everything he had done, everything he was..

" Die, you piece of trash !"

But, far from being affected by your sudden death sentence, Lucius only smiles weakly at you and takes your wrists that are shaking around his throat. He takes your moment of inattention to flip you under him, your wrists pinned to the floor.

" It isn't fair.."

You mumble almost in tears as he frowns in incomprehension at you. Why are you crying ? You are the one who had attacked him first, and now you are the one saying that it isn't fair ? As if you could read minds, you try to explain.

" I tried so hard to escape..To escape from you Malfoys and the misery that you seem to surround those who try to get close to you..But even years later, I still end up crossing your damned path !"

He tilts his head to the side, surprised by your sudden outburst and stares at you while you start sobbing and wiggle to set yourself free. When he is sure that you aren't going to attack him again, he slowly shifts his hands from around your wrists to gently wrap them around your waist. He then cradles you in his arms and puts his chin on the top of your head before closing his eyes, calmly stroking your back with his hand to soothe you. It takes a few moments for the both of you to calm down and get back to a normal regular breathing rhythm.

" Soon, I'll be out of your shop and you will never see me again.."

You know that he is trying to reassure you, but the realization makes your heart skip a beat in fear. You would not see him again..He would never know who wrote him that letter all those years ago..He would forget about you. Narcissa had been clear on what would happen to you if you ever dared tell him who was the true writer of the letter..But, would it really matter now ? Narcissa was gone and Lucius was there, his arms wrapped around you. Also, surprisingly, had not make a move to get his wand back to Avada Kedavra you yet. It was a good sign, right ? You look up at him and as soon as your eyes meet, you know that he isn't going to hurt you. You then look at the crystal bowl that he had bought, broken and splattered on the floor. You sigh before reluctantly standing up and getting your most precious crystal ball out of the shelf and giving it to him. He frowns in confusion at your gift.

" What are you doing ? I haven't paid for that one.."

You smile genuinely up at Lucius before silently picking his coat up and running your hand on the soft material before giving it back to him as well.

" I think it should be better if you would take a moment to rest, Mr Malfoy..My behavior was inappropriate and I shouldn't have acted the way I did. It was foolish of me and I humbly ask that you do not sue the shop for my mistake. It is already in a very bad condition and I do not have the money to pay you back for what I did to you.."

He opens his eyes wide in shock before looking at the items in his hands, and finally lays them on a nearby table.

" I do not care about all that now. I don't even understand you. At first, you say that you hate me and try to kill me, then you bite me and try to seduce me in a very odd and savage way, and now this ? What are you trying to tell me, Y/N ?"

You bawl your hands into fists and bite your inner cheek in order not to say anything and turn around to leave. He is to never know who you are or why you are angry at him..You thought he was smart, but you had to admit that he was not the one you thought he was.

" This is where we part ways, my ice prince. Tomorrow, you will come back to your kingdom of paper people and fake happiness and I'll be just another insignificant person that you will forget..Until then, I suggest we both sleep our separate ways. The sofa on your right will be just enough comfort for you and I'll be sleeping in the back with the best company one can have: books."

He stares at you for a few seconds, dumbfounded, before following you and locking the door behind him. You squint your eyes suspiciously as he flashes you a dark grin.

" After all this time, I finally found you.."

The dangerous vibe he is giving you makes you quiver in fear and you step back until you hit the wall. He chuckles at you poor attempt to escape and when he looks up at you again, you can see that his icy blue eyes are nearly glowing in the dark. He gets out his cane that you regret not having taken and slowly makes his way to you, running the tip of his wand on the many books kept on the shelves. You suddenly feel cold sweat running down your back, is he going to kill you ? You wonder as he stops just in front of you and his eyes brighten as he slowly makes a mental map of your body with his eyes that give away a certain appreciation..Is he planning on disposing of your body piece by piece ? Suddenly, he take you by the jaw and forces you to look directly in his eyes as he runs the tip of his wand on your cheek, neck and collarbone. He then leans forward and whispers in his low baritone voice.

" I hope you had fun teasing me..Because it will be the last time I'll ever allow you to make a fool out of me..What ? You thought I wouldn't recognize the perfume ? You stink of the same thing you sprayed that letter ages ago..And, if it wasn't for that, there is only one person that I've ever heard call me ice prince."

He knew. He knows. Oh no..You feel your eyes sprinkle with tears in front of the truth. When you think things couldn't get any worse, he summons said letter with his magic and smirks at your horrified expression.

" I kept it. Want me to refresh your memory ?"

He doesn't wait for an answer before starting reading out loud the subject of your embarrassment.

" My ice prince, I have been considering over the past few months to ask you humbly to accompany me to the Yule Ball. My dreams are filled with your scent and marvelous blue eyes that seem to light up a path to Heaven. When I close my eyes, my thoughts are filled with images of your delicate..Oh my !"

He stops abruptly and glances at you with a sinful smile.

" I had forgotten how detailed the letter was..I remember making Narcissa very happy the following day. To think that it could have been you..You must be feeling so disappointed.."

You blush vividly and try to get out of his grip by scratching his face, but he takes both of wrists and pins them above your head with one hand before continuing reading, not the least bothered.

"Oh no, my darling..You'll stay right there and listen to every word you wrote me..You'll listen and I'll make sure that you remember all of them by heart by the end of the night.. That way, you can shout all you want about how you've put the great Malfoy on his back, but I'll have the immense pleasure to tell everyone who I've succeeded in bringing to her knees."

Your heartbeat quickens at his words and you try to get back up, but Lucius doesn't let you. He pins you down to the table while motioning you to stay quiet.

" You..You're evil.."

You manage to gasp out and he chuckles, as if the insult in itself was some kind of hilarious joke.

" Coming from you ? It's a compliment, my dear..You bit me and tried to kill me. Now, where was I ? Ah, yes..Your delicate hands around my throat and your tongue against the crook of my neck.."

He leans in and slowly and sensually licks your neck from your collarbone to that place behind your ear. He then proceeds to whisper in the shell of your ear.

" I must admit, you are far more responsive than Narcissa at the time.."

His hand lowers itself agonizingly slow down your waist until he reaches your waist and suddenly uses it as leverage to drag you towards him brutally, as if to make you realize that it is happening, that he is here, that it isn't all just a dream..

" Your lips look irresistibly pleasing, my dear..Mind if I get a taste ?"

Before you can say anything, his lips are upon yours and his tongue is invading every crevice of your mouth. You roll your hips against him as a response and he slowly drags his other hand from your wrist to your throat. He squeezes lightly and with your free hands, you cradle his face for him to stay still.

"..I've never seen such beautiful sapphire eyes and only the thought of you makes me want to sing and dance.."

The letter falls from his hand as he understands that he doesn't have to remind you..as you've never truly forgotten. He kisses you again, but sweetly this time. Before you can continue however, he stands up and gets out of the room, leaving you hot and bothered.

" What are you doing ?!"

You yell, almost in despair and he only chuckles before closing the door behind him.

" I did what I said. You won't forget that letter any time soon..However, I can't allow myself to be seen with an half-blood..It would be improper."

" Im..Improper..?"

You repeat, as if dumbstruck by the fact that you may have been played with..You look at the door with a glare before getting up and walking determinedly towards the door. You try to open it, but find it locked.

" Lucius ! Open this door right now !"

But you are only met with a laugh from the other side.

" Good night."

You try to open it by force, but it doesn't work and you can't do anything but declare defeat. You get back to the table and sit on it before burying your face in your arms, trying to muffle your tears as Lucius had, once again, tricked you. But, to your surprise, you hear the door opening and see Lucius standing there, guilt written all over his features.

" I..I didn't think that you would actually cry.."

You don't know what angers you the most : his genuine shock or the fact that he is now staring at you, completely lost ? You try to get past him, but he doesn't let you and cages you in his arms.

" Come on..You know I was only playing. I was going to open it soon enough.."

You try to get out of his grip, but the man is not ready to let you go any time soon. He even tightens his hold on you and you finally lean back, inhaling his very expensive cologne.

" Am I just a game to you, Lucius ?"

You ask with a heavy heart and he decides to answer truthfully.

" At first..you were. But, now ? I don't think so. After the war, I understood that I may have acted wrong. I'm still trying to get better. I may have had very bad ideas over this concept of pure-blood supremacy and other..But, I know now thanks to my son and my grandson that I acted out and I wish to make amends. I truly do. This is why, I think I want to give it a try..Will you help me ? Please ?"

You are taken aback by such honesty in Lucius, but still nod in agreement.

" I have had many phases in my life, some when I hated you and some when I lov..liked you. I don't think that you are a bad man, Lucius. I just think that you are a very ambitious and very proud person. If you could just spend some time with people like me..You would see that we aren't so different..This is why I'm willing to make the first step."

He looks at your outstretched hand for a moment before finally taking it with a small smile.

" I'm looking forward to working with you, Miss Y/N."

The next day, Lucius is finally free from the shop and remains courteous. He even apologizes on behalf of his grandson and Draco seems surprised by his sudden change in behavior.

" Did you use magic on him or what ?"

He asks you in a whisper, but you only laugh heartily and shake your head.

" No. I just talked to him..and he listened."

Lucius smiles, his eyes creasing a bit and you glance at each other with a knowing look. Lucius would be back. He had still much to learn afterall..

#lucius malfoy x you #harry potter #lucius malfoy #lucius malfoy x reader #scorpius malfoy #draco malfoy #fandoms #imagine

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Agents of SHIELD Rewatch Season 1B (ep. 12-22)

Here's my commentary on my rewatch of Agents of SHIELD Season 1 Episodes 12-22. This may not be the best commentary since these are just the thoughts and opinions that come to my mind as I watch the episodes rather than a full-blown analysis, but I'm just having fun with it!

1x12 Seeds

I don't know about you guys, but I've always wanted to go to the SHIELD Academy since I first watched this episode. Personally, I think I'd be in communications just cause I'm not good at anything physical or science. Plus, it sounds kinda fun. And it's the easiest to get into so that's probably the only one I qualify for haha😅

I like how Weaver just completely skips over Skye in introducing herself.

The Wall of Valor scene is so funny to watch now after Season 7 because Daniel Sousa's name is on that wall and like 5-6 years later, he's Skye's husband boyfriend.

The fact that May knew what was going on the whole time with Coulson while she was trying to draw his attention away from it.

I love how May talking at all means that some things is up.

Also, this is probably the start of May really caring for Skye. Even though she was doing it to take Coulson's mind someplace else, she cared enough about Skye to do this for her.

For someone who's been off-grid for 23 years, Lumley's still got it.

Also, the fact that he knew exactly what they were there for. He saw them and knew immediately that it was about Daisy.

Hearing the story feels so different after season 2 since we know that Whitehall had originally raided the village followed by Cal and Jiaying killing everyone in search of Daisy.

I get that the protocol was created to protect Skye, but it's honestly sad that none of them thought of the emotional ramifications it would have on Skye. Even though she learns that's what happened, that doesn't change the abuse and feelings of loneliness she grew up with. Again, THE SHOW SHOULD HAVE EXPLORED HER PAST MORE.

Also sad that the scene with Agent Tad (played by Zachary Burr Abel aka Elizabeth's fiance) was cut.

I honestly kinda feel bad for Donnie. Seth used him for money then he was later brainwashed by Hydra and unfortunately, had to be killed.

Skye thought she did something wrong when Coulson wouldn't look at her (Again, not to be protective about Skye, but damn somebody give her a hug.)

"I can get there." "Yeah, I can't get there"

COULSON HOLDING SKYE'S HAND AS THEY ENTER THE STORM BEING SUCH A DADDDD!!

"Who do you become?" UGH THE FORESHADOWING TO 2x10 OMG.

1x13 T.R.A.C.K.S.

TIME FOR THE BEST EPISODE OF THE SEASON AND ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES OF THE WHOLE SERIES

May looks so good in this episode.

I also love Skye's outfit, but too bad it had to get ruined when she got SHOT.

"Wait, you told him?" "YEP" Oh, May I love you.

Does anyone else get kinda uncomfortable when Fitz speaks with an American accent? Like it's so unnatural to me. (Iain does an amazing accent. It's just weird to me that the accent is coming out of his mouth)

"PrOsTiTuTeS!"

"Prostitutes? Plural?"

I love the Jemma and Coulson duo. So happy it came back in 7x03 with almost the same energy.

WHY DID YOU HAVE TO HESITATE TO PUNCH HER WARD!? AND DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'VE GOT MORALS. YOU'RE FUCKING HYDRA.

"My men are dead" Cause May got the best of you idiot.

The ICONIC holo table scene. We love to see it.

I love how in a matter of seconds, we see just how much of a badass May is while also showing how big of a heart she has towards the people she cares about.

I. LOVE. MELINDA. MAY.❤️❤️

We really got some Philinda action in this episode.

Fitz's comment to Skye is basically the right idea, but executed horribly (he said it to ease her nerves but it only made her more scared of herself) which you can't blame him for since he doesn't know what exactly she's referring to just yet.

On my first watch, I KNEW something bad was going to happen when Skye said she wanted to go in alone.

But props to Skye cause before she's cornered in that basement, she actually handles herself really well.

Here's the second Skye/Daisy choke out of the series, and what do you know, it's in front of Quinn AGAIN.

As soon as Quinn raised the gun in Mike's hand, I knew Skye was going to get hurt when I first watched it.

Oh god, Skye crying out for help always gets me.

Coulson goes into Protective Dad Mode™ as soon as he sees the blood on Quinn's hand, and he already knows it's Skye's blood.

Coulson holding Skye on the ground and just repeating "hang on" gets me every time too.

I love how much the team has grown to care about Skye over the past 13 episodes. Even though they haven't known each other long, her being on the verge of death affects all of them, and none of them can imagine their lives without her.

Leave me alone to cry😭

1x14 T.A.H.I.T.I.

The whole beginning of this episode feels so intense and heartbreaking.

I love how May's the one to bring everyone back in and say that none of them were at fault.

WHEN THE DOCTOR COMES OUT AND YOU CAN SEE IT IN HER FACE THAT IT'S NOT GOOD AHHH.

"We're her family" YES YOU FUCKING ARE I'M GONNA GO CRY IN THE CORNER NOW😭

AND THE FULL MAMA BEAR MAY FINALLY MAKES HER APPEARANCE!

I will never not be sick of watching May beat the crap out of Ian Quinn. It's literally one of my favorite scenes ever.

We love Bill Paxton here.

Also, TRIP!! I LOVE AND MISS YOU TRIP.

I was low-key (but very much high-key now) rooting for Trip to win the little fight between him and Ward...

The whole giant file thing (echo chamber I think they call it) still makes no sense to me. Like how do you tell what is what and where you are in the files?

Honesly, if they went the Trip and Simmons route, I wouldn't have even been mad (even though I personally did ship him and Skye for a bit in s2.)

Ugh the whole Skye almost flatlining to the bunker collapsing to injecting Skye with the GH-325 is intense.

We love Protective Dad™ Coulson.

1x15 Yes Men

She's getting better😆

You did amazing Skye. Don't think so low of yourself.

Skye's got 'Welcome Wagon' catching on😉

LADY SIF!!!!!!

I love May's face when Sif explains how Lorelei's powers only work on men cause they have a weakness that women don't have.

I love that Sif already knows how to use the holo table. Coulson must be feeling do bad right now haha🤣

And the Night-Night Gun becomes the ICER.

When I first watched this, I didn't understand Coulson's reasoning, but now I am totally on his side. They didn't know what the drug was (well, he did but you know), but it was so protected that it must've been off SHIELD books for a reason.

Mulan moment with May and Sif's sword.

"He will not hesitate to kill you" I mean, in 1x19 he was pretty ready to kill her and he wasn't mind controlled then.

Yep. May's ready to murder Lorelei.

What's with Simmons and that fire extuingisher? It’s the second time this season.

May beating up Ward in this episode is very satisfying.

I don't know about y'all but I'm almost positive Ward pressed the trigger on the gun AFTER Sif put the necklace on Lorelei.

"I'm not saying you were weak. I'm saying ALL men are weak."

THE MAY REVEAL!!!!!

1x16 End of the Beginning

The start of the Winter Soldier tie in!

SKYE’S A SHIELD AGENT NOWWWWW

Ward looks like he’s not happy that she’s an agent now.

“I’m no clairvoyant” he says as he’s following the ‘clairvoyant’

THE LUMERIAN STARRRRR

Don’t wish Sitwell luck, Coulson. He’s Hydra and Bucky’s about to yank him out of a moving car and yeet him across the freeway.

How did Fitz and Simmons not think May was being suspicious. She’s good at hiding it things, but in that moment, she was acting so different and her tone was different as well.

“Are you scorpio?” Yes actually. Ming-Na Wen is indeed a scorpio.

“Don’t call me Vic. It’s condescending.”

I just now realized Garrett checking out Fitz’s golden retrievers. That probably when he decided he wanted to come to Hydra.

Garrett was probably down there making sure Thomas Bash was set up.

Coulson gonna protect his new daughter from harm.

Ward don’t act all heroic. You knew that guy wasn’t the clairvoyant. God I’m so happy the betrayal episode is next.

“DoN’t UsE mY nAmE jEmMa”

HE’S AN AGENT OF SHIELD

If I was Fitz and I was peeking into May’s line and she caught me, I’d shit my pants.

“I didn’t do anything”🙅‍♂️

Okay, but what was the point of the ICER? Like why was she gonna ice him?

I kinda believe that if Skye hadn’t came in when she did, Coulson may have actually figured Ward out.

And there’s the Victoria Hand fake out.

1x17 Turn, Turn, Turn

Okay but Garret just flying the plane and reading a book is a whole mood.

I was so scared that Trip was Hydra when I first watched this episode.

DID COULSON REALLY HAVE TO SHOOT MAY WITH THE REAL GUN!?

“Booyah!”💥

H Y D R A

Garrett, Coulson’s a whole lot smarter than you thought.

*cue Among Us music*

YOU’RE ONE TO TALK WARD JUST SHUT UP ALREADY

I completely understand Coulson’s anger, but May was completely under orders and I feel like he would’ve done the same thing if he had been ordered to.

I completely missed the part where 2 different teams stormed the Bus, so that means both a shield and a hydra team were coming for them.

“You haven’t even taught me to hold up under torture yet” “We’ll get to that. It’s fun”

YES TRIP!

Hand is kinda twisting the events of what actually happened.

How did those agents that were running towards the closet not see the door open? Like it’s not hard to miss.

SHUT YOUR MOUTH WARD

I did ship SkyeWard when I watched s1 for the first time. Now, I’m just counting down the days until Skye/Daisy’s lips will be touching Daniel’s instead of this murderer’s.

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE GARRETT SLIP-UP SCENE!!

IAIN BRINGING TEARS TO THIS SCENE

MAY DOING THE BLACK WIDOW MOVE!!

So Victoria Hand and that strike team just waited until the fight was done to enter?

“How deep does it go?” YOU HAVE A MOLE ON YOUR TEAM COULSON

I do wish I didn’t get spoiled that Ward was Hydra the first time I watched it. That reaction would’ve been amazing.

1x18 Providence

It's been a few weeks since I last watched haha😅

RAINA'S BACK. I frickin love Raina.

And suddenly Ward is all evil and shit. It's been what? 12 hours at most?

"You're not clairvoyant?" Well, Raina, guess who is going to be in a season.

Was I the only one who was annoyed by Fitz kinda getting on Jemma and Trip? He claims they're ganging up on him, but they're right. Plus, he's the one who told Trip to turn it on only to scream at him and get mad. I'm probably reading too much into this cause my likings of Fitz have gone down significantly since I first watched, but I digress.

YAY TRIP IS ON THE TEAM NOW

I don't really like the side plot of Fitz being jealous of Trip and acting like he's the bad guy.

"We have internet" "Yayyy"

Just drop him already, Skye. He's not worth it.

No surprise to anyone but Grant Ward is an asshole.

I get he still likes her, but if he knew someone on the team was going to get hurt eventually, why the hell is Ward so mad about it? I guess I just hate that he still cares about her because it's so DISGUSTING!!🤮

Jesus Juice™

Poor Skye. She was only SHIELD for a day.

To be honest, I understand the team's reserves about the situation.

SHUT UP WARD

You're no one's type, Ward.

Him repeating what he said at the beginning of the season is so awkward idk why😂

SCREW GARRETT AND SCREW WARD

She is concerned, Phil. I hate this whole Coulson and May conflict.

ngl May could definitely take Coulson on if she were to take his 'weapon'

These agents are so stupid. No Hand, no opening the door. Seriously? It's not that hard. If they were told to only open the doors with Hand, then that's what they have to do ESPECIALLY right now.

Skye has the cutest snow outfit with her little purple beanie💜

See, this part I can admit that I understand where Fitz is coming from. I, too, struggle so much with change. My mind is constantly thinking about ways things would be if certain things didn't change, and my mind kind of just feeds off of that.

Coulson's "agents of nothing" speech still hits hard.

Again, SKYE IS SO SMART AND CLEVER!

KOENIG!!!!!!!!

We love the lanyards.

Funny how when he mentions 'brother' none of us knew he had 3 more brothers that look exactly like him (and a sister).

"Pull the plane in" SO THEY HAVE TO WALK ALL THE WAY BACK?!

"At least the machine gun didn't start shooting at you." I WISH IT DID.

I too regret that Garrett didn't rip Quinn's tongue out.

And that's the last time we will ever see gravitonium until season 5!

1x19 Only Light in the Darkness

We finally get the story of the cellist.

Okay, but what happened to all the other criminals locked up in the Fridge? Are they still on the run?

Why does almost every bad guy have to listen to classical music?

Skye sounded so scared when she said Ian Quinn🥺

Was Koenig not informed Coulson had a whole team? He seems so mad that there are other people besides Coulson.

During this whole scene we learn that May was once married, Trip is the grandson of a Howling Commando, and Skye's name from the orphanage was Mary Sue Poots.

I’ve never watched anything Doctor Who related and know very little about it, but Jemma being a Doctor Who fangirl is adorable.

Why is this the only time Ward's sister is mentioned? Like, was she just never around?

Koenig should've shot Ward right then and there. If there were spikes, that's a major red flag. I'm sure the team would understand if he had said, "he was lying. He's Hydra."

Again, Fitz hating on Trip is pretty annoying.

And that's why you don't go jogging at night.

We love Skye hacking into government agencies.

And Simmons is still a terrible liar.

"It was like he came out of a movie." Haha.... ha

They were planning a trip to Tahiti🥺😩

"I wake up like he's watching over me." Haha... ha… HA

What made Ward think he could take out Melinda May?

Bye, Eric. It was nice knowing you.

I feel like Skye was truly sad when May left. Probably felt abandoned like when she was in foster care and masked it by being angry/annoyed.

AHH, THIS SCENE! The cello in the background with Skye finding out Ward is Hydra is phenomenal!

Chloe does such an amazing performance in this scene!

UGh Ward's obsession with Skye is WEIRD and CREEPY and I DON'T LIKE IT!

DON'T TOUCH HER LIKE THAT WARD!!

Lian May has canonically met Maria Hill, and I love that.

1x20 Nothing Personal

MARIA HILLLLL

I love that Coulson finally came around on the May situation.

And that's when Coulson goes into Full Dad Mode™.

Skye is really doing such a better job at staying undercover and staying relaxed than Ward.

Hello General Talbot. Can't wait for the love/hate relationship we're gonna have for the next four seasons.

We love Melinda May going grave robbing.

WE LOVE SKYE

Skye would have actually succeeded if Mike didn't come into play. She did so well.

Skye beating Ward for the small moment is my favorite thing in the whole episode.

Ward sympathizers always ignore this scene. WARD IS A BIG FAT FRICKIN NAZI.

"Sacrifices" BOY you haven't sacrificed anything for yourself. You sacrifice other people and things that are special to those people. Don't act like you've given up so much.

No one talks about the mental manipulation Skye went through in this episode, and we really need to.

YES COULSON GO GET YOUR DAUGHTER

I'd only want to go sky diving if it was done in Lola

Coulson giving Skye a candy bar from the vending machine always makes me soft.

"hUH"

1x21 Ragtag

The flashback parts of this episode enrages me for some reason. Like, are you trying to make me sympathize with a nazi? Cause it's not working.

You all will be in Bogota in about two years to pick up someone very special😉

I love fanboy Coulson.

May and Coulson pretending to be Fitzsimmons is one of my favorite things.

"May looks barely a day over... THIRTY! YOU'RE GORGEOUS!"

Sleepy Sleep Gun™

You never want to be stuck in an elevator with Melinda May. Or you absolutely do. Depends on the situation.

"DoEs YoUr SwEaTeR iTcH?"

Season 1 is a fun one to rewatch after having had watched the whole series because they set so much stuff up for season 2 in this season.

"Skye, Trip, get ready for a large file transfer." "How large?" Y E E T

^ Still one of my favorite scenes ever.

Again, this episode is not getting me to feel bad for Ward.

I hate how Fitz just ignores Skye's experience with Ward. He wants to prove that Ward isn't evil when Skye experienced firsthand what kind of person Ward is. It’s like her experience doesn’t matter to him. It literally takes until Ward has affected him personally does he see it.

Again, no one talks about the mental manipulation done to Skye in the last episode.

AND HERE WE HAVE THE TRUE BEGINNINGS OF MAMA MAY AND DAISY!

"We'Re GoInG tO cUbA😃"

"Garrett's dying!" GOOD

I do understand that Garrett manipulated Ward, but STILL. I feel like Ward could've redeemed himself before the finale but everything he's done after the turn is absolutely terrible (not excusing every terrible thing he did as hydra before the show btw). Once he reached the point of no return, it's honestly hard to even sympathize with him. Ward deserves nothing.

ANOTHER THING! People say Ward gave Fitzsimmons the best possible option for survival. HOW DOES THAT NEGATE THE FACT THAT HE THREW THEM OUT OF THE PLANE AND INTO THE OCEAN. And don't even get me started on people saying "it was supposed to float." Yeah, the containment pod can, which wasn't invented until SEASON 3!!! I'm pretty sure what they're in is the medical pod that Skye was in after she was shot. I'm almost positive that it doesn't have a floating feature (unless I missed a line completely, but I don’t think I did. Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong).

1x22 Beginning of the End

OMG, IT'S NORM FROM WANDAVISION!!!!

That guy's first mistake was approaching May and immediately calling her the Cavalry.

Okay, but did Garrett immediately start writing, but Coulson needed to see the writing first?

^Nevermind. I answered my own question. Tahiti. The false memories. That's it.

Fitz breaking his arm in the same exact places he did when he was a kid reminds me of how my younger brother has been stung by a bee twice on the same pinky finger.

What's with this season and using the "Bob's your uncle" line?

"What will I become?" AHHHHHHHH

Hey! Jemma! I was miserable and upside down before I was born too!!

Oh, Trip I miss you.

"GoOd BoY"

And also I love Skye. I don't know if I've mentioned it.

"i LoVe YoU tOo"

I don't mind Fitz telling Jemma about his feelings. (Yes, I have issues with the situation he told her in, but in a generalized sense, I don't mind) What I do mind is how he acted after the fact in season 2 just because Simmons didn't reciprocate the feelings. She obviously still loves him, he’s her best friend.

FURYYYYYYYYYYY

YESSSS MAYYY! I FUCKING LOVE YOU SO MUCH! IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO THAT TO WARD ALL SEASON!!!!!

"Hi John" *punch* "Hi Phil" *punch*

"I KNOW WHAT IT DOES"

"You were never on top" I LOVE THAT LINEEEE

"What are we?" WE'RE A TEAM😭

Coulson's an Avenger!!!! Fury said so!

HELLO BILLY KOENIG

And there's Cal!

Ugh I forgot how good this finale is.

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