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purplesurveys · 3 years

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survey by emptyspaces

What song reminds you of being in middle school? Patron Tequila was a huuuuuuuuuge bop in 5th grade, and I can tell you too many kids who were too young for the song nevertheless vibed hard to it. Down by Jay Sean also reminds me of mid-elementary school. I believe both have so far been one-hit wonders, lol.

What was the first thing you learned how to cook? I don’t cook cook, but I remember we had one day in like preschool when we were taught how to make homemade pizza. That was the first dish I remember making. We used white bread for the crust and topped it with tomato sauce, grated cheese, and sliced hotdogs. I ended up liking the ‘recipe’ a lot and frequently asked my aunt or grandma to make it for me.

What does your hair currently look like? It’s slightly damp since I took a shower a couple of hours ago, and it’s currently styled in a low side ponytail.

Who's the worst driver you know? It’s been years since I’ve been in a car where my uncle was in charge of the wheel, but I would always end up feeling nauseous whenever he was the one driving. I never figured out why, but my best bet is because he tends to press hard on the brakes. I also don’t trust anyone who’s fine with being way too close to other cars.

What are some wild animals commonly found where you live? I live in a residential area where there are approximately 0 wild animals roaming around lol. I do have some neighbors who keep chickens, but that’s as wild as it gets over here.

Does it take a lot to make you cry? Nah. Just show me a stereotypical emotional video, like anything to do with grandparents or pets reuniting with their owners, and I’ll produce some tears for you in seconds.

If the last dream you had came true, would that be a good or bad thing? Bad. I was relieved when I finally woke up.

Have you ever had a lucid dream? No. I’ve tried doing it before but just could never get in the zone.

How long did your last car ride last? Something like 20 minutes. The mall isn’t that far away and most of the travel was because our house is way too far from the village’s entrance.

Isn't it disgusting when people chew with their mouth open? I mean c'mon... It’s icky but I have other worse pet peeves.

What's your most prominent memory from 2009? I used to keep this journal where all of my entries were of me roleplaying in the Twilight universe. Obviously it’s embarrassing to think of now, but I must’ve written quite well back then because my classmates loved reading it and used to pass it around during recess and lunch hahaha. That was my only successful stint in fiction writing ever. I know the notebook is still around somewhere, but I refuse to see even just the outside; too much cringe lol.

Do you think there will ever be world peace? A little pessimistic answer but no.

What's your biggest problem at the moment? A client was supposed to send us this file that I needed so I can proceed with a deliverable that we were asked to do today, but he never followed through. That’s fine by me since executions get moved all the time, but it also means he’ll probably send it sometime during the Holy Week break and I’ll have to work during one of my days-off this week. -__-

Has anyone ever told you you're too emotionally needy? I don’t think so. If someone has it would most likely stick with me.

Has an ex ever told you that they want you back? Nope. She has an infinite amount of pride in her bones for her to do that.

Have you ever turned down a job offer? I have never had to, and so far I’ve only been the one turned down haha. Joke’s on them; I’m super happy with the job I’ve landed.

What's the longest hospital stay you've had? For what? I’ve only had to be confined once and that was just an overnight stay. It was a dengue scare but turned out to be just a low platelet count.

Do you know anyone who doesn't know the basics of using a computer? My maternal grandma refuses to learn anything that’s got to do with modern technology, and I suuuper doubt she’d be able to figure out how to turn on a laptop or computer.

What was the last snack you ate? I was feeling hungry earlier and had a bite of this guava chip that my workplace had sent over as a care package; but it tastes super healthy and blech and I felt like I deserved something more junk food-y for finishing off the work week haha. Now I’m having KFC delivered at 1 AM :(((

What's something really basic that you're terrible at? Lighting up a matchstick. I’m scared of fire and I always ask my dad to be the one to light up my scented candles every single time.

Is it just me, or are tv shows/movies getting to be really dumbed down? No. Different generations, different tastes catered. I also think I’ve answered this survey before because I remember saying that I actually appreciate how content these days are more inclusive and open about tackling sensitive issues. That’s the complete opposite of ‘dumbed down’ to me.

Do you know any same-sex married couples? Finding one in the Philippines is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but yeah I happen to know a couple of couples. They probably handled all the paperwork in the US, but still. I’m glad their family is able to thrive here.

What was the last appointment you scheduled? It was a telemedicine consultation. I didn’t need it, but one of our clients recently partnered with this telehealth service and they wanted someone from the agency to use a free trial so we can have a better idea of what the service offers. I was the sacrificial lamb (lmao) and so I had to have this quick video call with one of their doctors. That was the first instance I was glad to have scoliosis because it gave me something to talk about, because otherwise I would be completely lost on what to consult about.

Are you happy with the person you have become? Getting there :) I definitely don’t have as many self-loathing moments than I used to just a few months ago.

What year were you born? 1998.

What does your favorite watch look like? I don’t have one; I don’t use watches as I will probably lose them in like a month anyway.

Did you have one of those Tamagotchi things as a kid? Yeah, but I personally didn’t get the hype and quickly went back to my other toys.

What's your favorite kind of wine? Sweeter ones. I can’t stand bitter wine.

When was the last time you felt lonely? Last Sunday. I was talking to Angela and Andi more excessively than usual that day; and it was most likely the quarantine getting to me. Even though they reassure me that I’m not being too clingy or annoying I still feel like I am, so that day made me rethink and reflect about ways to expand my circles and gain new friends.

Are your parents still together? Yeah, I literally just got them their KFC orders like 10 minutes ago.

Have you ever been so broke you didn't know how you'd keep a roof over your head? I’m thankful to have never been in this position.

Do you know anyone who believes that vaccines cause autism? Possibly. But at least they’re smart enough to keep their mouth shut about it.

What was the last piece of furniture you bought? OMG OMG OMG I *literally* just received it this afternoon but I finally bought a cute lil night lamp for my room :> :> Hahahaha I’ve spent my last four employed months spending on nothing but food, but I decided to switch it up a bit and finally purchase something that won’t be gone the next day, hence the lamp. Not really furniture, but still. It’s the cutest thing ever and it’s currently lighting up my room really prettily!!!

What's a new skill you'd like to learn? Climbing.

How did you celebrate your last birthday? It was the peak of the pandemic when the entire world was still scrambling to figure out how to handle it, so all stores were closed and no one could go out. I barely remember what had happened since that day just flew by, but I do recall that Angela had a box of sushi delivered to my place.

Do you have any great housecleaning tips? Not really.

What's your favorite cocktail? Zombie.

Did your favorite movie come out before or after you were born? Way before I was born; it’s 31 years older than me.

Is there anything you need to do before the end of the day? Nope.

#survey #surveys

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nc7dr3am · 4 years

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LILY’s RELTIONSHIPS WITH THE DREAMIES

MARKLY:

so their ship name is just his full name LMAO

they love it

so yknow how dream clowns mark?

obviously she does too

but she’s more gentle and has a TON of respect for mark

“minhyung oppa is extremely hardworking ... he’s always working to be his absolute best and he is so kind and down to earth”

they’re actually a really soft duo

because like. mark is truly her big brother

he cares for her a lot and helped her so much during her debut

he helps her practice her dancing (even after he left dream)

because she trusts him a lot and he know the exact way to help her

but yeah she still clowns him

calls him old man all of the time

but she was full on SOBBING at their last concert with mark

like she had to move her mic because it was so bad

mark isn’t too big on the pda but when they’re together he always lets his baby sister give him so many hugs

when sm told them that mark was coming back and they were a fixed unit ... god she cried a lot then too

she was so happy

“lily is actually so sweet guys. like, she’s so genuine. she cares a lot for all of us and she’s also so intelligent? she’s always reading” - mark when asked about her on vlive

he’s trying to teach her guitar but the only instrument she formally knows is violin

her skill with the bass is self taught and she doesn’t know actual notes so she applies that to guitar and mark is trying to ACTUALLY teach her

mark also understands her well because they were both raised in the west

she expresses herself better in english and mark is always there to understand and listen

they’re just actual siblings and love each other so much

LILJUN:

firstly

lily makes renjun look a lot taller

she doesn’t ever make fun of his height and gets mad at the other dreamies when they do

she clowns his voice crack tho HAH

lowkey the savage duo

lily is more secretly savage though

renjun is the one allowed in her room the most

he works on his art and she reads or writes or practices violin

they have a lot of quiet moments

but they also get silly together

so lily doesn’t think about the universe deeply because she lowkey thinks it’s a waste of her time

like .. she’ll never know and she’s fine with that so why dwell on it

HOWEVER she really believes in aliens and she and renjun legit have sat for hours looking online ab alien shit

they’re also both so smart

and she’s always talking about how much she admires renjun’s brain

stans his vocal talent. like. she’s loud about it

fans love this duo a lot nd they have a lot of romantic shippers

even tho .. they have never liked each other that way LMAO

at the airport she links arms with him a lot and they look like they’re gossiping hhhhh

when the dreamies are being too much they just look at each other and fans love that shit

also they’re both arguably the scariest members

renjun because... duh y’all know him

but lily doesn’t get annoyed often. when she does... there’s hell to pay and she has a good punch

“renjun oppa is so good at korean! i’m actually korean and he speaks it better than i do!”

“that’s because i’m smarter than you”

“do you want to die?”

basically just a really close pair! they’re always there for each other 🥺

JENLY:

she openly says that jeno is the cutest member

“he’s the most adorable person ever! his eyesmile is too cute”

the way she laughed when jeno ripped his shirt off-

she clowned him for DAYS

every time she was wearing a jacket or cardigan she ripped it off and mocked him

also whenever she’s drinking something around him she recreates his milk cf

also!!! she thinks jeno is so funny

she loves him and his humor

she and jeno have a really really deep bond.

he saw her journal (refer to my post about her room) and he’ll take what he read to the grave

he checks in on her a lot because he knows when she’s hurting

when they were trainees she was struck by how kind he was to her

and they were stuck together ever since

lily hasn’t ever been mad at him ONCE

they’re arguably the softest duo

they have a lot of romantic shippers too but

again

it’s a no

she’s a big nomin shipper too like unironically she thinks there’s something there

she always hypes his vocals!! he doesn’t get to sing enough >:(

he’s also her biggest cheerleader and when she cries and gets upset about her dancing he always pulls her aside and consoles her 🥺

he helps her with writing songs too!

wholesome beautiful friendship

they go out to eat a lot

jeno also helps her paint her nails LMAO

and they ride bikes together a lot

can’t commit to working out with him though because it’s way too much for her to do all that

lily also bakes a lot. and jeno appreciates that. a LOT

they’re best friends. she even bought them stupid girly heart bracelets that connect together LMAO

JIHYUCK:

so much affection!!!!

she is such a hyuck stan

“haechannie is my bias!!”

always calls him fullsun (in english)

number one hyuck skin enthusiast!! she thinks he’s gorgeous and glows brighter than all of them

also she loves his singing and thinks his vocal tone is so unique

always laughs at his jokes and finds him hilarious

he doesn’t prank her as much as the others because he’s actually so sweet to her

he’s used to having a younger sister and thinks of lily as his little sister

they constantly text and facetime a lot since they live in different dorms

she’s lowkey whipped for him and he’s whipped for her

not in a romantic way tho!

another member who always eats her baking

they learn girl group dances together

now we all know damn well that hyuck is the sweetest boy and so full of love

but we also know he annoys the shit out of the members

jimin is NO exception

he pokes fun at her and mocks her all the time

so she slaps him in the back of the head LMAOO

when does she actually get mad tho? when he shows up at the dorms and enters her room without permission

cue her chasing him around the dorms with murder in her eyes

yknow the vine where it’s like

“let me see what you have?”

“a KNIFE”

“NO”

that’s the other guys making sure hyuck doesn’t get brutally murdered

because lily can pack a punch

all in all though, they’re a great duo and they’re always so proud of each other

JAEJIMIN:

okay jaemin babies the FUCK outta her

he always takes care of her and talks to her about her concerns and vice versa

he was so happy for her when she debuted and was sad he couldn’t be there for it

she visited him all the time when he was gone

and she was heartbroken that he wasn’t with dream

she is a BIG 8dream stan because they are a family

but yeah fans can’t even ship them romantically because they know lily is his lil baby

she helps him with his english

and he always compliments her singing and dancing

proud of her songwriting

so much affection

even tho she hates when he pinches her cheeks n calls her cute

when he came back during go she was overjoyed

“go is our special era! we were all reunited~~”

he always wanted a sister and now he has one <3

she drinks a lot of coffee but not as much as him and was so worried about his health

they’re the biggest flirts w czennies

you’ll always find them with their arms linked in the airport

and everywhere really

during empathy era she was always hugging jaemin’s side

they also do a lot of lives together!!

such cute bffs

she is a big nomin stan like i said

name twins and they always tell everyone that they’re actual siblings

jaemin’s mom is so fond of her and treats her like her own daughter

HE REALLY TRIES TO GIVE HER FASHION ADVICE AND GIVE INPUT ON HOW HER HAIR SHOULD LOOK FOR COMEBACKS

they’re really true siblings and best friends 🥺

LILLE:

THESE MFS ARE BEST FRIENDS

01’ liners and so similar in ages but he ALWAYS brings up that he’s older

they compete over a lot

literally everything is a competition

she’s at her most childish with him

they also make lots of bets and she usually wins

clowns him for those predebut pics LOL

SHE ALWAYS SEND THEM IN THE GC AND EVEN POSTS THEM ON BUBBLE N SHIT HAHA

they can be really soft but will never admit it even if they are caught on camera

they’re pretty calm if they’re cooking together

he is Banned™️ from her room and she won’t budge at all

“chenle isn’t allowed in my room because he will disturb my peace”

remember on that one ep of weekly idol where chenle was SCREAMING while they did aegyo

yeah it’s louder when lily does aegyo

u didn’t hear it from me but her aegyo is SO cute it’s not as cringey as the others

but chenle hates it because she’s cute and he wants to clown her but he CANT

really proud of each other. super proud of each other

chenle has sat with her as she’s cried a lot. and comforted her. and it always stays between them.

she’s always there for him too

a LOT of fans have suspected that there’s something there

his mom loves her so much!!!!!

when she and jisung went to his house they were BAFFLED and impressed

“something bothers me a lot. one day, chenle woke up and looked grown up. he used to have chubby cheeks and looked like a kid and now he looks like an adult and has such defined cheekbones. it’s so strange”

when they became adults they got SHITFACED DRUNK

they definitely don’t say it a lot and when they do it’s in private (even tho everyone knows)

but they really love each other 🥺

LILJI:

jisung and lily is

p o p u l a r

with fans

because fans put together the pieces that jisung had a crush on lily during debut

lily thought it was sweet because jisung was always so cute and young

she saw him as a little kid

they used to not have MANY interactions

she always laughs when jisung is bein funny

and is in AWE of his dancing

he always assures her when she gets upset about her dancing

lilchenji is an ICONIC friendship

they watch a lot of movies together

she’s been on chenjis this and that a few times

remember that live when nomin got all in each other’s faces while chenji just froze and looked at them and then looked at the camera and looked real shocked

she was there and the three of them were like 😶

so yeah when jisung started getting really tall lily was real confused

and then somehow

during go and we go up

jisung started looking different. like. more grown up

and he had more confidence and talked to her more

and lily was like 😳😳

but spoilers so i won’t go too deep into that

they’re really good friends these days tho

the fans LOVE THEM it’s such a popular ship

at the dream shows when they sing bye my first

the song that lily famously LOVES

yknow that one line jisung has where the music goes quiet and he goes

“na geuttaeneun cham eoryeosseo”

blessed line it was beautiful

anyway at the dream show jisung would hold the mic to lily and have her sing the line or they’d duet it

and their eye contact!!!! and lily’s SMILE IS SO BRIGHT

stars in their eyes

um anyway!! they’re great friends nd very shippable for. reasons!

author’s note! i’m also a ‘01 liner! so don’t think it’s weird if i’m writing a jisung romance LMAO or who knows if it’ll be jisung? 👀👀

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thatiranianphantom · 4 years

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Recappin’ Riverdale, 1x07: In A Lonely Place

God I miss FP’s Snake Somewhat Accurate Snake Facts.

More thoughts under the cut!

- Just gotta say, I love their comic book outfits. I wish we had more of this.

- Jug kisses Betty once and he’s dreaming of being married to her. The boy really telling on himself.

- As per usual, his narration is awful

- I’d estimate Trevor Stines actually shot maybe 5 scenes for this show?

- Jug, maybe putting a mousetrap, your toothpaste, and a half-eaten Pop Tart all right next to each other isn’t super smart?

- Ah, our first shirtless Jughead scene. Cole and KJ must have very different contracts

- You know, there’s a gay porn in here, if you re-edit

- Again, FP being fired is NOT Fred’s fault and I am tired of people implying it is

- Don’t tell Betty no reason really I don’t love her and it’s not like I don’t want he to think badly of me Betty was just the first name in my head that doesn’t mean I love her of course not

- Oblivious Archie, as usual

- Something I notice: NONE of the parents take responsibility for their actions.

- “What decade is this?” That’s an excellent question, let’s answer it

- Jughead is so into Betty I love it

- “We should just move” honestly, yes. That would solve 95% of your problems

- Hell yeah, you had a moment Jug

- Jughead’s theme is “there for Betty” I’m here for it

- Oh look, Tom Keller trying to act competent, as if a group of meddling kids didn’t solve the literal only serious case on his docket

- I would LOVE to follow Cheryl Blossom on Twitter

- Okay, look. This is a theme that’s going to carry us through the next few episodes, so best get this out of the way now. Skeet Ulrich is hot as hell. #1 hottest member of the Hot Dads club. And also, I do understand addiction. My sister was an addict. We have many addicts in my family. It’s a disease, it’s not something we choose, and we are often loyal to a fault to our family. Jughead particularly. He has a very forgiving nature, and he wants to be loyal to his father. I get all that. I even like current iteration FP. But I have next to no time for this drunk, abusive, absent dad that he CANONICALLY WAS. I have no time for Jughead’s hyper-loyalty to a father who demonstrates little to no care about him. I get that he wanted to protect Jughead, I get that he was being threatened. He still hid a body. He still helped cover up a murder. He still, for what we can estimate is at LEAST a few months, up to years, was a drunk, absent, at times abusive father, and I am not willing to casually let that go. Anyway, moving on.

- Blossoms coming in looking like they stepped off a pages of an equestrian magazine.

- Again, I feel like there’s a very subtle ad in here...

- Again, for how shitty S1 Alice Cooper was, at least she was consistent....

- Hand-holding Bughead. Adorable

- Also, can we just stop for a moment and appreciate that Jughead wears suspenders, not because he needs them, but because AESTHETIC. They added lots of jewelry in S4.

- I remember reading an interview with Lili saying Betty initiates this kiss because she didn’t want to imply that the whole Bughead thing was one-sided.

- Jughead, always Betty’s hype man

- First mention of The Farm!

- Serious question: if Polly is hiding in the attic, where does she pee?

- Just have to say, I love Lili’s S1 makeup. She’s so naturally pretty, it’s so subtle yet beautiful.

- There’s a pregnancy poster behind Cheryl and Betty. Subtle as always, Riverdale

- Betty IS a terrible liar

- FP has his arm around Fred. The Fredsythe is strong here.

- OKAY. Canonically, Betty, Jughead and Archie have grown up together. He and Alice had...you know. Yet this is the first he’s hearing of Betty?

- You know, Penelope, you may want to wipe the look off your face that screams “I HAVE ULTERIOR MOTIVES” before you offer support because it’s....just super obvious.

- “Yeah, my name is Jughead.” Meta moment.

- Jug looks legit terrified here. It’s so genuinely sad.

- FP is too drunk to be here. FP has to be calmed down by his 15 year old. Please see above.

- Cheryl defying her parents. Please someone recognize Cheryl genuinely wanting to help.

#Riverdale #Bughead #Betty Cooper #Jughead Jones #Veronica Lodge #Hermoine Lodge #Alice Cooper #Polly Cooper #Archie Andrews #Fred Andrews #FP Jones #Recappin' Riverdale

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oveliagirlhaditright · 3 years

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Me guessing at some of these characters from Neo: The World Ends With You’s stories, because I'm hyped. Nagi-centric. Nagi and Rindo friendship.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28678344

Far Too Young to Die

Nagi knew she shouldn’t have been surprised when Rindo came to sit down beside her—as Fret and Minamimoto tried to cook them something to eat over a fire—but she was.

Her entry fee had been the quality about her that kept her obsessions about things from annoying people, after all. And the only one who’d been able to see through her being unsufferable now, was Fret; and Nagi thought that that was probably why she was falling in love with him, even after her own pain with love. Though it was of course neither here nor there, if they didn’t survive this awful week…

But maybe she shouldn’t have been shocked that Rindo had come to join her, Nagi thought now—as she distantly put a strand of hair behind her ear—because Rindo seemed like a nice person: one who was probably too nice and a push-over, if she was being honest with herself. And she couldn’t help wondering just who he’d been before all of this…

“Nagi… if you don’t mind my asking? What did that Reaper mean when he said your dream had been stolen? I know what entry fees are… but your dream was to have your blog, right? And you still have that, so…”

Nagi frowned, as she was for once nothing like her usually energetic self. She… really didn’t want to talk about this. Even if her entry fee wasn’t the most painful part of her story, by far, but still connected to that. But she supposed there would be no harm in telling Rindo this, too. Maybe it would even be therapeutic for her…

“I think you kind of answered your own question, Rindo. I still have my career—which is the most important thing to me—and if the Reapers didn’t take that as my entry fee, what would they have taken instead? …The part of the girl that was likable with her varied opinions. Don’t pretend that you haven’t found me pretty annoying throughout this entire Game.”

Rindo blanched at Nagi’s words, as he pulled his legs away from the street of the Scramble Crossing and put them under his chin, but she noticed he didn’t deny them… probably partly because even in telling him what she just had, she had somewhat phrased that sentence to make it sound like Rindo was stupid. So, who could argue her words after that? But thankfully, Rindo didn’t insult Nagi for her cruelty: a cruelty she hadn’t had in her past life.

Instead, he smiled at her and handed her half of the piece of pie that Minamimoto had just given him. Why the math man was warming up cold pie over their fire, Nagi could only guess at… but she didn’t exactly appreciate the way the cherry was now melting onto her hands now. But she was so hungry, she found herself eating it, anyway.

“Thanks for telling me that, Nagi… I know it must be hard. And if you want to know my entry fee, it’s pretty obvious. I’m super shy and don’t- don’t talk to people much. And I prefer it that way. I think there’s even something about me that makes me invisible to most people. But my entry fee was that… people see me now. And I can hide all I want, but they still engage with me… It’s terrifying.”

The next words Nagi wanted to ask then were “how did you die?” And she wondered if Rindo’s death was somewhat connected to her entry fee like her own was, but she dared not. That was too personal, and it would be far too demanding for her to do so.

Instead, she decided to ask Rindo something else that was plaguing her, for if it was true… she doubted even her smart college brain could figure out how to get them through this situation. “Do you think Minamimoto’s right, when he says that what we remember about dying isn’t true? And that really, Shibuya just blew up?”

It wasn’t exactly comforting to think. If her memories weren’t real, what could that say about everything else in this world? Nagi shuddered to think it. But maybe that would have been better than her being murdered by her husband, for promising she’d make enough money to support them by her Internet career, but not quite being able to do that and then him absolutely losing it at her for that.

“I hope not,” Rindo replied with a laugh, as they both heard Minamimoto and Fret arguing about such a thing now. Fret seemed to be of the mind that their memories of their deaths really happened, but they were being killed right as the explosion happened, so the jury was still out on whether or not it was the blast or the other things that had killed them.

“Not for my sake would I necessarily mind that, Nagi. I mean… I stupidly died in plugging in some noise canceling headphones. So that’s not too different from an explosion, anyway. But I hope Fret died the way he thinks he did… since drowning in ice cream sounds like the way to go, if you have to. And because I don’t want to believe this war with a crazy Composer, his super talented Proxy, and whoever else Math Guy talks about is real. Because it doesn’t bode well for us if it is, does it?”

And there was nothing Nagi could say there that Rindo hadn’t already, was there? So, she decided to try and focus on the matter at hand, and try to come up with some plan, after all. “Rindo… while Minamimoto’s distracted… let’s try and figure out why we haven’t been put to sleep after this mission, like we usually are, and if there’s a way someone can make a bomb with the numbers of pi—like with lithium, hydrogen, and beryllium. If there is, Math Guy is surely planning that for us, and I want to beat him at his own game.”

It was surely a cruel world that they lived in now, Nagi thought—getting out her phone and closing her favorite social media app out of sheer will—but a world they still lived in all the same. So that meant they had to fight for it.

Author’s Note: Ehh. I don’t like this ending as much as the rest of this. I didn’t know how to end this fic, but oh well.

I hope you guys are looking forward to Neo as much as I am:)

#neo: the world ends with you #neo: twewy #the world ends with you #twewy #fanfiction #au #alternate universe #mine #my work #shanna writes #nagi-centric #nagi #rindo #nagi and rindo friendship #fret and Minamimoto in the background #nagi and fret ship in the background

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lethesomething · 6 years

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The definitely not definitive otome guide

I sincerely doubt the world needs this, but that sort of thing has never stopped me before. Have an extremely biased guide of several dating sim games, organised by some arbitrary metrics.

Word of warning: this will be long (4k words), because I've played an embarrassingly large amount of otomes.

As a disclaimer: obviously this is a personal opinion. If you (as a lot of people do) enjoy the more forceful bad boy type in your dating sim, I’m not going to judge you. I, however, don’t, so this list is very specifically going to call out games for how they treat the protag.

Featured here: Amnesia: Memories, Blood in Roses, Cutie Demon Crashers, Destined to Love, Dream Daddy, Hatoful Boyfriend, Hustle Cat, Ikemen Revolution, Ikemen Sengoku, Lost Alice, Midnight Cinderella, Monster Prom, Mystic Messenger

A note on play styles.

These games come in a few flavours, which is important to know if you're gonna try them.

The vast majority of the mobile games here follow a basic visual novel structure. You pick a guy and read through the different chapters, and depending on your answers you'll be leaning toward one of two or three endngs. Since these are free to play mobiles, there's a bunch of challenges you will need to log in daily to pass.

Mystic Messenger is the main outlier, since it's a chat simulator that plays in real time.

The pc games tend to be more complex, with interlocking routes and more endings, generally. You'll need a number of skill points to meet character A for instance, or you'll need to do a series of actions to reach ending B.

Great games

Ikemen Sengoku

Hands down one of the best mobile otomes out there right now. I found this when searching for pics of Masamune Date (from a different game) and I've sort of been obsessed with otomes since.

Platform: Android (free to play, pay for premiums) Story: MC gets sucked into a wormhole and finds herself 500 years back in time, in Sengoku era Japan. She drops in on the exact moment where Nobunaga Oda, the Demon King, would be assassinated at Honno-ji. She stops the murder, disrupts the timeline and now there's a bunch of hot warlords vying for her attention. Protagonist’s spine: Reinforced steel. This is one of my favourite protags, because she is Super Sassy and doesn't take shit, unless she's literally being threatened with a sword. The protags where I feel like I understand their actions are few and far between, but this is one of them. Except when she goes far beyond mere bravery to get her man, and decides to forgo tampons and, like, wifi, to live 500 years in the god damn past. Squick factor: Low. This game is made by Cybird, a company that appears very big on consent. The guys generally treat MC with respect, probably more than could be reasonably asked of a Sengoku warlord. The only worrying stuff happens in the Obvious Yandere route, but you kinda know what you're getting yourself into with that one.

The Good: I friggin love the writing for this game. The guys feel like real characters, there's a ton of interaction between them and I need to give this game extra points for the story events, which are almost invariably gold. This is where the makers stop giving a shit about realism and just go for what they want to write. There's ones where all the guys are suddenly idols, there's a Christmas episode, there's one where they battle through cooking and cleaning. It doesn't take itself serious, is what i mean, and it's Hilarious. The Bad: This is one where the in-game art (aside from the CG's) is actually not that great. Hideyoshi's smile is kinda weird looking and the models feel a little outdated at this point. Best Warlord: This is very difficult, because a lot of them are dreamy, but let's just say that I need a Mitsuhide route so very badly.

Ikemen Revolution

The newest Cybird game and my current fave.

Story: MC falls down the rabbit hole when she tries to give a rushed White Rabbit man something he dropped. She ends up in Cradle/Wonderland, where war is about to break out between the Red and Black army, the Hearts and the Spades. Everyone is hot dudes and MC is considered Alice the Second (after the one from Through the Looking Glass). Squick factor: Low. Again: Cybird game. This means there is steamy situations and sex scenes, but they're blatantly consensual. The routes I've played so far keep well within the bounds of what I would consider romantic. Protagonist’s spine: Varnished wood. In general MC is self-propelling with occasional bouts of bravery. You can tell why she's doing the things she's doing and how she reacts to situations feels sort of logical. She's hard-working and caring and a little naïve, but the fact that she's canonically a woman from early 19th Century London does put a lot of her actions in perspective (like the amount of bullshit she puts up with).

The Good: The writing is fun. There's a good mix of angst and just… general comedy. The characters interact with each other a lot, and it feels like they're a big loud family, especially in the Black Army, which is more like a frat than anything else. The art is also decent. The backgrounds are utterly gorgeous and most of the guys are very good looking. When I first started the game I was weirded out by the blinking animation, but I have since gotten used to that. The Bad: I found some of the plot rushed. Like you spend so long slow burn growing toward each other, and then suddenly stuff has to happen action movie style because we're running out of chapters. The final chapters of Fenrir's route were just plain dumb. Like could that BE more of an obvious trap. Come on MC, I expected better of you. Also, since this is a very new game, not that many routes are out (four at the time of writing). Best boy: Hooo man. Of the routes that are out, Ray is very… oooof. But my fave chars are probably 'so done' Sirius (the fact that he's voiced by Suwabe has nothing to do with this, surely) and 'also quite done' Kyle, who is both a doctor and an alcoholic wreck of a human being.

Mystic Messenger

You know Mystic Messenger, it's like one of the biggest otome's of the past few years.

Platform: Android, iOS (free to play, pay for extra saves and stuff) The Story: MC follows a text message to a weirdly high tech apartment and this somehow puts her in the position of party planner for a secretive group of weird people. It only gets more complicated from there. The game plays out in real time, via chat conversations and the occasional story segment. Squick factor: Um. I personally wasn't weirded out, but I also decided very specifically not to play Jumin's route. This girl did her research. The routes in Another Story are also very over the top and would probably bug me. While I love the Saeran character, I don't think I'd be able to handle that route. So: highly dependent on chosen route. Protagonist’s spine: Adderall. It takes a specific kind of person to download a chat app and follow the instructions given by a random stranger therein. It takes a much stranger person to sit in an apartment with a bomb and just keep inviting people to a party. MC is on a different level from us mortals.

The Good: I loved the game mechanic, because it felt very real. The player is following a chatroom, just like the character is. Besides that, the story is completely bonkers and I appreciate that. The Bad: Did I mention it plays in real time? Because it plays in real time, meaning you get chat conversations at two in the morning. I was very sleep deprived when I played this. Best boy: 707. Dude is funny and deep and hot and relatable and smart and I want to give him all the hugs.

Dream Daddy

One of the few decidedly mlm games I've played so far. You've probably heard of it since it was the subject of much hype and much controversy. Markiplier played it. Friggin Buzzfeed has video's on it.

Platform: PC and Mac (it's on Steam) The Story: MC is a Dad who moves into a neighbourhood with a lot of other single(-ish) dads. Time to work it. Squick factor: Low. This is primarily a humour game: there's a ton of dad jokes and silly mini games, and a distinct lack of kabe don's. The canon routes are all very thoughtful. Protagonist’s spine: Barbecued sausage. Player Dad just goes for it. He’s flexible and caring enough to handle the more sensitive subjects, and self aware enough to deal with random crime and weird drunks.

The Good: I remember opening this game and, in the character creation screen, telling a trans friend of mine 'omg you can wear binders', and the sheer Glee of his reaction. That's the kinda stuff this game was, partly, made for and it is appreciated. I really liked the tongue-in-cheek writing, most of the jokes landed and the whole thing is just a lot of fun. The Bad: Some of the minigames are annoying. Why the hell are you making me play Bejeweled with fish? I also had a hard time sympathizing with some of the kids. I mean… Lucien straight up tries to murder someone? Ernest is 'rebellious' but he's also an ass. Best dad: Damien has the best route, but have you Seen Mat? Holy moly.

Not worth it games

Amnesia: Memories

This game should come with a friggin warning, so I'm giving it here. Its popularity and star rating is a terrible indicator for how much you may enjoy this game. It presents itself as a cute dating sim with gorgeous art, but it devolves into straight up horror, and not in the good way. This feels like a guidebook written in the 1800's to tell young women their place. Not even mortified intrigue could make me finish this.

Platform: PC (Steam or Google Play) and PlayStation Vita Story: MC wakes up with amnesia. Someone hurt her and she doesn't know who to trust. You'll need to figure out what happened. Squick factor: Super high. Like… so high. Everyone treats MC like shit and she just lets it happen, even developing all kinds of Stockholm Syndrome as she falls in love with these asshats. MC's childhood friend supposedly loves her but is such a tsun and just… doesn't communicate while also treating her like a small child. One of the other characters is so popular he has a fucking harem but MC is just supposed to wait for him to actually fall in love with her. And don't even get me started on that friggin yandere. *shudders* Even the secret route 'true love' character is a million types of wrong. Protagonist’s spine: Undercooked custard. MC has the self preservation skills of a wet sponge and whoever is playing this is supposed to get turned on by high concept ideas of S&M that are just written out so badly everything feels like an abusive relationship.

The Good: *sigh* The art. The art is very pretty (I'm upset at the art since it sucked me into the horror). Also, as a visual novel, this one is complex as all hell. There's a ton of endings (most of them deadly) depending your actions as a player. It's vast, is what I'm saying. Also, I hear the clover route isn't as bad as some of the others, but I was too weirded out to try. The Bad: See rant. This is one of those games that really seems to glorify the whole possessive, abusive boyfriend shtick, but it's ok because he loves you, really. Ugh. Just… ugh. Best boy: Kent? I guess? He doesn't appear to be actively abusing MC at least.

Shall we date: Lost Alice

I wondered if I should include this because I literally played like ten chapters and then deleted it, but that in itself should give some indication.

Platform: Android (free to play, in-app premium purchases) Story: MC wakes up in the forest with amnesia (I see a trend). Turns out she's in Wonderland and everyone thinks she's Alice. Most of Wonderland's characters are, predictably, hot men. Squick factor: Unavailable. I didn't play far enough to see but some of the men are quite pushy and also it's a Shall we date app, so… tread carefully. Protagonist’s spine: Cement. This is an MC that puts up a fight, which I respect. Sadly she does so in that 'needlessly aggressive' way that anime characters sometimes have. I didn't find her particularly sympathetic.

The Good: The art. It's always the art that gets me. The Bad: The UI annoyed the shit out of me. This is a free to play, pay for premiums game, so some level of mindless clicking is expected if you try to play for free. This one had just too much. There was friend greeting and picture rating and princess lessons and got knows what else, all taking a ton of time. Trying to get to the home page popped up at least four different 'now on sale' screens every single time. The writing wasn't good enough for me to deal with that. Best boy: Well there’s a cat. So.

Decent games

Hustle cat

This game is set in a cat café, that was all the encouragement I needed to buy it.

Platform: PC (Steam) Story: MC is invited to take a job at a cat café. Turns out everyone in the café is cursed, and also they're into you. Squick factor: Almost non-existant. This is a very tumblr friendly game in the sense that your love interests are both male and female, and none of them are particularly pushy. The relationships feel pretty natural and mostly consist of MC helping their love interest with some subquest. Protagonist’s spine: Cucumber. MC is actually pretty cool. The game does that 'modern western game' thing where you get to pick a gender and a skin colour for your protag and the general atmosphere is 'tongue in cheek'. MC doesn't let people walk over them, but they're generally helpful.

The Good: CATS. The premise of this game is pretty neat. The Bad: According to Steam I played this five months ago, and I pretty much forgot about it. Fun game but not particularly memorable. Best cat: Landry. Tall, gentle giants are a particular weakness.

Shall we date: Blood in Roses

This is me giving Shall we Date another shot, because the amount of hot mildly medieval boys was intriguing.

Platform: Android (free to play, in-app premiums) Story: There's two, because this app has been around for a while and now has two 'seasons'. The Witch stumbles upon a supposedly abandoned castle and gets imprisoned there by a bunch of vampires. The Hunter, meanwhile, seeks out the castle because she wants to stop an attack on her village. Both come to realize that the castle is now a hotel for monsters, and that its denizens are both not what they imagined, and also hot. Squick factor: Highly dependent on route. The Witch literally starts in a jail cell, so you can imagine the Stockholm Syndrome shit that goes down. Also, this is a personal preference, but I'm really weirded out by a lot of blood play stuff so most of the vampire routes are gonna be… problematic. Shall we Date games don't shy away from sex scenes and I like that, but coupling them with drinking blood 'to get in the mood' is a rather specific niche. The game does offer a number of other options for you to court, from werewolves to wizards and… grim reapers? It's a mixed batch. If you're not into pushed boundaries I can offer one tip: stay away from the vampires. Protagonist’s spine: Sand cookie. She has one, but it's brittle. I've mostly played Hunter routes and it's like… she tries, and she can take care of herself but she also tolerates more bullshit than necessary, ya know.

The Good: The art is good, and some of the storylines are intriguing despite my reservations. I'm still playing it (mostly in a quest to find a good ending where MC doesn't die to become a weird immortal creature). The UI, while annoying, isn't as bad as Lost Alice's, or so it seems. The Bad: The writing is very hit or miss. There's routes where the guy just sort of lowkey stalks MC, until she suddenly decides she's incredibly in love with him. There's others that make even less sense, and then there's ones that feel more natural. In general, MC's actions don't seem to have a lot of thought put into them. Best boy: So far: Gordon. He's cute and sensible and tortured and not incredibly antagonistic.

Midnight Cinderella

You'll notice a friggin ton of Cybird games on here.

Platform: Android (free to play, premium purchases) Story: MC gets, mostly by accident, chosen to be the Princess of Wysteria. As such she must prepare to govern the country when the king dies, and choose a consort from a number of suitors. Squick factor: Low. Not only are these men respectful of her, they're rather literally treating her like royalty. Having said that, there is a lot of the typical hurtful tsun stuff going in several routes. Protagonist’s spine: Lightly done steak. There's something weird going on with the protag in this game. When it comes to governing, she's tough as nails. She's thrown into a situation she wasn't ready for, and while this stresses her out 24/7, she performs admirably. On the other hand, her main reaction to literally anything when it comes to love is 'Oh'. She cries a lot, at times she feels like a wet rag. There's a bunch of situations she could have just solved by going 'Yeah I'm into you'. She's complex, I guess.

The Good: The writing, while melodramatic, is nice. The art is good as well. The Bad: This is an old game and it doesn't perform that well on my current-gen smartphone. Expect to push certain buttons several times before the game realizes what you're trying to do. Also the loading takes ages. Best boy: For me, Sid, because he reminds me of Aomine Daiki and I'm weak for that type of personality. As far as routes go, Leo's probably had the most impact on me.

Destined to Love

I'll be honest, I started this because of an event in Ikemen Sengoku that would give me cross game storage. Don't judge me.

The Story: MC gets flung back in time (this is also a trend, it seems) to the 1800's, a few weeks before the Ikedaya incident will make the Shinsen-gumi a historic Legend. She meets, and chrams, a whole bunch of historical figures. Protagonist’s spine: Cured leather. As a modern woman sent back in time, MC is probably fairly sassy by the standards of the time, but she remains mostly polite. She's tough, considering the circumstances, but quite pliable in that 'we'll see where this goes and make the best of it' way. Squick factor: Low. There's one character that just screams 'red flag' but I have yet to try his route. Since this is a Cybird game, most of the guys are pretty respectful.

The Good: I really like the premise? As the title suggests, MC's love is part of a higher destiny, one that transcends time, and it's one of the reasons she has to go to friggin 1800's Japan. She has a hand in making history. This amuses me. Also, the guys are pretty good looking. The Bad: This is a fairly old mobile game and you can kinda tell. On a technical level it's not as bad as Midnight Cinderella, but again the touch buttons aren't always responsive. Besides that, some of the writing is rather clunkily translated and a bunch of the art is low res. Best Boy: I haven't played all the routes here, but Katsura is a god damn sweetheart, and Kyo and Yamazaki seem adorable AF.

The weird: the special ones

Hatoful Boyfriend

The reason I know otome's exist. This one shot to meme status a few years back.

Platform: PC (it's on Steam) Story: MC is one of the last remaining humans after sentient birds took over the world. She gets enrolled into an elite school for pigeons. Squick factor: Medium to high. The major thing to understand about Hatoful is that on the surface it looks like a particularly silly dating sim with pigeons, but dig deeper and it is Also a full blown apocalyptic horror story. And it follows the genre where a wrong move gets MC horrifically killed. Having said that, several of the routes, including the god damn serial killer one, didn't bother me as much as something like Amnesia, because they were not sold as romantic. Maybe it's the whole pigeon thing, maybe it's the general weirdness of the plot, or maybe it is because said serial killer actually goes 'Surely you knew this would happen', before he guts you. Protagonist’s spine: Gummy bear. MC is highly forgettable, but therefore also like… not annoying. The main focus here is on uncovering the many layered plot and the player character doesn't really have a scripted personality, she just embodies the player's actions.

The Good: This whole game is so out there. There's a reason it became so popular. It's an Experience. The plot is over the top and intricate and Weird, and that makes it intriguing. There's a ton of routes and endings, some more secret than others. The 'human' version of some of these birds is kinda hot (sadly that includes the serial killer). The Bad: the plot is so weird and meandering that it's kinda hard to follow at times. I'm fairly certain it takes several guides to unlock all the endings. Best Birb: It's been a while, but I remember liking Yuuya's route quite a lot.

Monster Prom

The new hype.

Platform: PC (Steam!) Story: MC is a student at Monster High, and is trying to get a date for Monster Prom with one of the hot people. Squick factor: None. I mean, nothing that happens here is in accordance to health and safety norms, but that's kinda the point. It's a parody game, making fun of all the hoops teenagers are willing to jump through to become popular. Protagonist's spine: Coagulated blood. MC is willing to make deals with demons, wear corpses as a hat, anything really. The question is very openly: what could I do to make them like me.

The Good: It's a funny game. I like the characters, who embody everything from the Mean Girl to the Hipster Nerd and the Needlessly Aggressive Jock. The art is simple, cartoon style, but pretty neat. The Bad: Everything is very tongue in cheek, which leaves it a little… light for my tastes. I don't feel like any of the routes matter in the grand scheme of things, MC hasn't truly touched anyone's heart. The whole thing is a joke game, so it's funny, but a bit shallow. Best monster: Polly, the permanently stoned party girl.

Cute Demon Crashers

Technically a sex game? But a really very special one.

Platform: PC (free! Here!) Story: A portal opens in MC's house and four Incubi/Succubi drop through. To apologize for the inconvenience, while they wait for a portal back, they offer to teach MC about sex. Squick factor: I've written about this game before and the best thing, the very best thing about it is how incredibly consent-minded it is. Like, even if you're already in bed, getting it on, there's always an option to turn back and leave it at that. The demons are really just there to help MC find out what gives her pleasure. Protagonist’s spine: Rock. Obviously, MC is mildly upset about four random demons showing up. As mentioned before, what happens next is mostly up to the player.

The Good: It's free and the art is pretty and I love the premise. The Bad: Kinda short, but again: free. Cutest Demon Crasher: *cough* Orias *cough*

#otome game #mystic messenger #ikemen revolution #ikemen sengoku #amnesia memories #and a bunch more #shall we date #lethey writes #long post

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cha-eunwoow · 6 years

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lHello hello hello!!! I am taking a break from homework to work on some tags and pop then into my queue And i am going to start with this super fun kpop tag!, I was tagged by these beautiful babes @jinjinxed (Morgan) 💙💖 and @buffbin (Lara) 💙💖 and i would like to first thank these angels for the tag and recommend you all check out their blogs if you have not already now let’s get into the tag!

1) 5 favorite groups?

Astro

Seventeen

Day6

N.Flying

2) Top 5 on your bias list? (no particular order)

Eunwoo

Jae

Joshua

Vernon

3) Ult Bias group and why you love them?

ASTROOOOOOOOO

buuuut here is why, I have l o v e d different groups at different times, I have watched a lot of MVs, seen a lot of choreography I have seen so many concepts. I can remember when I first stumbled on Astro I was watching a lyric video and Again ‘should have held onto you’ was suggested to me on the side bar on YouTube, and I was all for giving new music ago. I licked on it and remember being hooked to the intro right off the bat, so you could say Moonbin started it, but I will cut to the chase, I like music that resonates in my heart and emotions Astro did that right off the bat, even though i wasn’t fully reading the lyrics I still felt the emotion behind the song,the first music video I saw was Hide & Seek and never has watching a MV made me smile to the point where my cheeks hurt, and I continue to smile after all day. And I know this is a super duper simple reason to why I love them but Astro makes me happy, they make me so happy. And I love how close you can see they are, how hard they work, and how they all truly have beautiful hearts, and again I know it is such a simple maybe silly reason but because they make me happy and because they make me smile, and that is something we often forget to do. So I hope we can keep smiling with our boys for a very long time

4) Ult Bias and why you love them?

Let’s set Eunwoo’s looks aside entirely here, yes he is good-looking, you have to have never seen Eunwoo if you do not think he is attractive and an actual fairytale prince on this earth, but the fact he is greater than his looks and how he truly is, that is what makes him a prince. I fell for his voice the second I heard it because I basically binged Astro songs and just waited for his part, and i am so proud of how much stronger he has gotten vocally. I adore how hard working and smart he is, and despite being just such a high caliber human being already, he is still humble and wants to improve himself, he recognizes his flaws and wants to be better. And speaking of which, he always pushing and going do all of his personal actives but still keeping Astro, what can he do to help Astro, and how can he be his best for Astro and Aroha on his mind. He cares about Astro so much he cried because he was worried about holding them back, which is far from the case. I love how he got nervous and to try to help calm down, he did research on all the hosts on Hello Counselor (him on Hello Counselor was honestly so cute) and how preparing things like that eases his mind. And I could go on about his Singing, his acting, his dancing (I am so proud of him he is always getting better and better), him being multilingual, knowing how to play the piano, or how his eyes light up before he smiles and you just feel the joy from him, his laugh oh my goodness. Or how he maybe quiet at times but you can see the gears turning in his head behind his eyes as he analyzes a situation with a smile on his face. But to tie this up I really think I love him as much as I do because I see small fragments of myself reflected in his personality and in the way he thinks, and I also cannot help but look up to him (not just because I am short either) and want to be better and aspire to have the sense of maturity that he has about so many things. I want to put my heart into things like he does, and at the end of the day I am so glad that the universe has put me into the same timeline as him, so I can watch him grow and shine. And I also hope we all can aspire to be a little more like Eunwoo at the end of the day

5) Favorite Kpop Meme

6) Favorite pic of your ult? (I dare you to only pick one)

Credit to le Petit Prince

7) Favorite Kpop MVs

Baby

Very Nice

Crazy Sexy Cool

Clap

I’ll Wait

8) 10 Favorite Kpop songs? ( no particular order because that is ha r d )

Baby-Astro

Thanks-Seventeen

Innocent Love-Astro

Pls Don’t be sad-Highlight

Again Should Have Held On To You-Astro

Hot Potato-N.Flying

I Smile-Day6

Hola Hola- K.A.R.D.

With You-Astro

Likey-Twice

This was really hard omg

9) Favorite Kpop crack video?

I watch too many of them to pinpoint one but anyting with ‘X groups as vines’ are really funny

10) Favorite content creator(s) within the fandom?

@beyourstar Jen makes the most beautiful GIFs oh my god I c r y

@sleepyastro leepyastro S K I L L S they got your cute and they got your cool art, and they do beautiful sketches of the boys

@artist-aroha Kat’s Astro word prompt drawings are always so good oh my god

@snibnoom Keeps us well updated on top of giving us content we may not otherwise see and then being an artist as well

@sanhatation Riley makes the most beautiful edits, honestly I am in art school and she does graphics better than some of my classmates

go check all of these amazing blogs if you have not already

11) What fandoms would you say you’re an active member of?

Astro pretty much, I like to keep this blog all Astro all the time, to the best of my ability

12) Take your top 3 biases- fmk

jkshjshjsdjkfseare you kidding?? fine omg

F-Joshua

M-Eunwoo??

K- Jae (I feel like we would roast each other and that just may be a result of it)

13) If you could be best friends with any idol, who would you choose?

Amber Liu or Ailee or Jae

14) If you could date any idol, who?

If I even hypothetically could, I don’t even think I would. I don’t even think I’m compatible with anybody what the heck this is hard I will say Eunwoo and we can see how that could fail and move on. and when we break up he would be the one my family would keep asking about tbh

15) What’s one Kpop album you think everyone should have listened to?

Dream pt. 1, Autumn Story, or Winter Dream

16) Are you a soft or a hard stan?

Idk what this even means

17) An idol that makes you go into soft mode?

Moonbin or MJ tbh

18) An idol that makes you want to smash the empire state building with one single punch?

If you do not thing I would fight Jae or Sanha for being tall, loud, or sassy you are wrong I love them though omg

19) Favorite vocalist?

MJ or Joshua

20) Favorite Rapper?

Vernon or Jinwoo

21) Favorite dancer?

Moonbin or Minghao

22) Things you have in common with your ult?

Competitive, always want’s to improve, kinda sarcastic(I’m only saying kinda because lord knows this boy can roast if he wanted to), analytical of situations, we also both like the color blue

23) The most beautiful trait any idol can have?

A beautiful heart and mind

24) Songs that will always make you jam along?

• Clap or Swimming Fool- Seventeen

•Be Bazy or Blood-Day6

• Baby - Astro

• play Astro if you want to see my hype

25) Your worst wrecker?

BIN IS OUT TO DRAG ME AND THAT IS NOT OKAY

26) Any kpop concerts you’ve been to?

none so far and none anytime soon

27) Favorite choreo?

Thanks by Seventeen is honestly just so beautiful I cry watching it

28) Favorite live performance?

this~~~~ X or X

29) Favorite debut mv?

Hide & Seek because how could you not

30) Recommend a rookie group

Dreamcatcher

31.) A kpop song you could listen to every day for the rest of your life?

Baby~~~~~

32) Tag some cute mutuals you’d like to get to know better (and to do this challenge)!

@astros-turf @blueberrybins @myunghjun @moonbinandback @jinjins-freckles @jinjinwooz @jinwoowoohoo @parkminhyuk @snibnoom(as rules always go you do not have to do this tag if you do not want to and sorry if you have already been tagged for this but if you have done this tag link me to it💖💙💖)

#tag games #thank you so much this was fun #crazy sexy queue

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dead-end-street · 6 years

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Get To Know You

I was tagged by @she-dreams-in-pink so here goes! :)

Top 3 Book Ships? Ooh, not really top 3 of all time, but 3 that I can think of at 1am lol. - Lara Jean/Peter from To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. I can’t wait for the movie on Netflix to come out already! - Astrid/Charlie from the Crazy Rich Asians books. I love Nick and Rachel a lot but I think Astrid was one of my favourite characters in the books and I really loved her story on her own, but also with Charlie. Again, I can’t wait for the movie later this month! (yay for Asian representation in August!) - Anne/Gilbert from Anne of Green Gables. I remember reading the first book as a chid and then slowly making my way through the other 5 books in the series and just being so obsessed with Anne and her journey and confused why she wouldn’t just BE WITH GILBERT since she clearly loved him back. I ended up watching the 80s tv movie and both book and movie Gilbert were probably my first fictional crush lol (i’m still so sad the actor has passed away irl :’( so sad)

Lipstick or Chapstick? Both. I always put on a lip balm first before applying lipstick cus i have a few that are matte and those will dry your lips like no one’s business. Then I tend to finish it off with a clear gloss.

Last Song? Foreplay - Jalen Santoy

Last Movie? Ant-Man & the Wasp

Top 3 Shows? PFFFFTTT, yeah again this isn’t top 3 of all time. Just top 3 that I can think of off the top of my head: - The Americans. Spies who start out as strangers forced to get married and having kids and never really had those ~feelings for each other until years of marriage, suddenly start to have those feelings and even tho they always had each other’s back no matter what, their love makes them so ride or die, which in turn makes you, the viewer, want to die because they murder your emotions every episode. The show is over now, but I 100% recommend watching it and try not to spoil yourself, it’s such a thrill to watch if you like intrigue and super stressful drama, mixed with some fun Alias-style disguises/wigs and sexytimes. Basically, spies make everything better. (Keri and Matthew deserve all the Emmys tbh)

- The Expanse. This show is one of those that stay with you days after an ep airs. If you love scifi, political drama, and feel like you haven’t seen a smart, complex, ensemble scifi show since BSG, this show is for you. Honestly It’s rare that I can say that a show gets better with time, usually it peaks at S1/2 and then slumps and sort of rides the wave of hype it got early on, but this show somehow started strong and every season just keeps getting better and this last season was a fucking masterpiece. I’m so happy it’s saved and hopefully will have a few more seasons to fully explore the new world(s) they’ve introduced. It’s got an incredibly talented and diverse cast, but more importantly, for me at least, it has some of the best female characters I’ve ever seen on tv. They’re brilliant and smart and messy and there’s such a diverse cross section of women they portray (an engineer, a politician with a potty mouth, a marine, a fucking badass rebel/captain with a soft spot for a certain engineer, a pastor/scientist). This last season especially they’ve had some amazing arcs for the women and I think their storylines were the best part of the season in many ways.

- Brooklyn Nine Nine. If you follow me, you’ll see me flailing over this show, but I just wanna say, I’ve never loved a show as much as this. (Another almost cancelled show that is thankfully saved and I hope has a lot more seasons.) Usually it’s hour-long dramas that evoke this emotion, but somehow a 20min comedy is forever engrained in my heart. The characters are all so fully fleshed out and allowed to have their own adventures and b-plots separate from the main storyline and I dare you to pick a favourite character by the end because they are all so amazing and will have you shouting I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BAR multiple times. The continuity and attention to detail is unparalleled and really makes you feel like everyone really cares about making this show the best it can be. They also somehow manage to make eps that deal with sensitive topics that many other shows tackle and fail at, whereas B99 almost flourishes in these dramatic/intense scenes making you forget it’s a comedy. I just really really love this show, you guys!

-other shows I thought of after the fact that now I wanna mention as well: Good Behavior, Billions, Killing Eve, Cloak and Dagger, Good Girls, Queen of the South, Killjoys.

I’m gonna tag @cuddlybitch, @cupcakesandtv, @kategecko and anyone else who wants to do it. :)

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Winter Wonderland

A/N: A continuation of The Nutcracker. I don’t know why my internal clock has skipped Halloween time hype and has gone straight to Christmas mania but it has. So expect a couple more Christmas smut’s after this one. I’m on a roll, ya’ll

Word Count: 7k… Damnnnn sorry guys. I got carried away.

Warnings: NSFW, Fingering, Oral sex(female receiving)Alcohol consumption. And until I earn to control my sailor like mouth, all of my stories will contain strong language.

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You we’re rushing to finish getting ready. You’d misjudged how long it was going to take setting the decorators on the right path and spent hours meticulously making sure that the garlands around the staircase we’re perfect, tweaking ice sculptures and making sure floral arrangements were up to par. This Christmas party would be one to remember, and you we’re going to make sure everything was perfect.

Aesthetically, at least.

So, after taking up so much of afternoon down in the “show room” with Pepper and the other organizers you’d all but sprinted up to you bedroom. On a race against the clock to make sure you didn’t show up to the party you’d worked so very hard on looking like a total mess. You’d managed to shower, shaving and moisturizing in record time. Then you’d pulled your undergarments up your body, wiggling into the shapewear, huffing as you slid it up over your thick thighs and tummy. It held you nicely, controlling your rolls and making your body appear to be smooth and coke bottle shaped. With large curlers in your hair, making you look both glamorous and ridiculous, you work furiously on your makeup. Blending warm shades into your eyelids, perfecting your skin with foundation. Putting on false lashes that touched your cheeks when you blinked. Bronzing. Highlighting. The whole nine yards.

You we’re known for your girly, overdone ways.

You never really did know how to be “casual”

You slide on your dress, the velvet material gliding against your skin deliciously and admire it in the mirror for a moment. The maroon number is a gorgeous piece of clothing. It’s long sleeved, wrap styled, and came down just below your knees so it gave that elegant vibe, but the high slit up the side revealed enough thigh to keep it fun and modern.

Your sliding on your heels when Bucky walks through the door of your(pretty much shared) bedroom, not bothering to knock. You almost have a heart attack, and demand he make his presence known instead of ninja-ing everywhere.

“Sorry, doll” Bucky chuckles half heartedly as he looks you up and down, his steely eyes take on a predatory glint the more they take in “Christ, baby, you look gorgeous”

He’s never seen you dressed up like this; you appeared like you easily could have just walked in from the 40’s with the way your soft curls are pinned loosely to the side of your head and your make up makes your eyes look even more cat-like then usual. It floors him, to be honest. He tries not to stand there with his mouth hanging open. Tries, and fails.

His praises make you smile, but you ignore him and go to your jewelry counter, scowering it for that one pair of gold chain earrings. You don’t have the time to indulge your insatiable boyfriend right now. He cant tear his eyes away, the way the red velvet material of the dress hugs your figure is something absolutely sinful, especially when you bend over in those strappy heels of yours and the fabric pulls taught across your plump ass.

“Ooof, Bucky!” You protest, as his strong hands, both flesh and vibranium, grip you by the hips, pulling you backwards towards his broad chest.

“Baby, I don’t have time! We were supposed to be downstairs ten minutes ago!” You squirm in his grasp, but he’s unyielding as he buries his nose in your hair and nearly salivates.

You we’re wearing that perfume he loved too. The one that made your skin smell like candy. Vanilla laced with little hints of honeysuckle.

“Fuck, Y/N, are you trying to kill me tonight? Is that your plan?” You can feel his hot breath on your ear and it makes you claw at his arm, your cherry red nails digging into his dark suit jacket as you attempted to escape.

“No, It’s actually not. I’m going to need you to show some restraint right now, James. I have to finish getting ready” You scold him, looking him straight in the eye in the reflection on the large, vanity mirror so that he could see you were completely serious. He smirks at your use of his God given name.

“I’m serious, Buck, stop looking at me like that”

“Like what” He gruffs, holding tight to your waist, not breaking eye contact with your reflection. He looks like he might tear your dress off right now, the mischievous determination in his eyes is unnerving. You knew naughty Bucky; the man who’d reach up your skirt in a crowd, who’d pin you against the nearest wall and whisper things to you that would make the devil himself blush. You had no time for this side of him, at least not right now.

You push on his arms until he lets you spin in them, lets you face him. You pull up your big girl panties, determined not to let him hypnotize you with that gaze of his. And you knew just the way to get him to back off.

“Like you want to ruin all my hard work. Puddin’, you know I’ve been so excited for this” Your eyes go big and doe like, your voice drops a couple notches but raises a couple octaves “Let’s go enjoy this party, kay?”

He sighs. You really do play dirty. Your cartoon like pout never fails- you know he cant deny you anything when you look at him like this. His forehead drops to yours in resignation and you grin triumphantly.

You win, again. As usual. The man really was wrapped all the way around your finger.

“If you’re a good boy tonight, maybe I’ll let you open one of your Christmas presents early” You whisper to him, your tone sultry and promising before you press a quick kiss to his nose and yank yourself out of his dazed arms.

“There they are” You grab the earrings you’d been looking for and slip them on, leaving your semi hard boyfriend frozen in his place.

“You’re an evil woman” He accuses, looking like a kicked puppy dog.

“You’re in love with me” you singsong in return, still rushing around the room in a flurry. Bucky shakes his head, he cant deny that one.

The party is stunning, and as you walk through the foyer, your fingers laced with Bucky’s you fill a swell of pride in your stomach.

The Avengers “First Annual Winter Wonderland” charity bash is everything you and Pepper had dreamed up and more. It was elegant, and classy but still looked homey- the atmosphere warm. Shades of gold and silvers decked out every surface, clashing beautifully with the crimson accents and large pine trees. Everything twinkled, the effect of “ice” and “snow” really shown through.

You looked over at Bucky, waggling your eyebrows, a proud look on your face.

“Wow, doll. You really out did yourself” He commends, chuckling at how pleased with yourself you look. “I guess I can forgive you for runnin’ me up the fucken’ walls for these past few weeks. Your party turned out nice enough”

The thunk of you swatting his shoulder comes after his smartalick comment, but your chuckle follows it.

“Are you already starting crap? Isn’t it a little early for you to be such a pain in the neck?” Steve comes up to the two of you, looking sharp in his button down. Sharon is right beside him, her hair falling in polished waves. You’ve never seen her not in her usual work attire- so the dress she has on makes you do a double take.

Well god damn, get it Steve.

“Ha-ha. You decidin’ to come down of your Cap'in issued high horse and join the rest of us commoners tonight?” Bucky retorts, amused at Steve’s language choice, clapping his hand to his best friend shoulder. You roll your eyes fondly at the two. This was constant. They we’re such children. Before turning your attention to Sharon and telling her that her dress was to die for.

Us girls have got to stick together, was your life mantra.

The party is far from small; there’s at least a hundred plus people and even though Bucky has come a long way from his reclusive Bulgaria days, it’s still a little much for him. He sticks to either yours or Steve’s side, mingling cordially with the crowds of people. He was an Avenger, it came with the territory, so he knew he had to. No matter how much he didn’t want to.

“Baby I’m going to go check on Tony and Pepper” You whisper to him as you untangle your hand. You had your own rounds to make, and you didn’t want to force him too far out of his comfort zone. “I’ll be right back”

Bucky nods, not really wanting you to leave him, but he’s a grown man who knows his girls got a job to do so he kisses you on he cheek and tells you to “handle your business”

How you love him.

Bucky’s eyes are glued to your backside as you walk away, never leaving the sway of your hips until you disappear into the crowd

He hates to see you leave, but damn, does he love to watch you go.

Steve notices his friends staring and shakes his head “Come on, bud. Let’s go make our rounds. People magazine is over there, the want to give you a quick interview about making their 2017 ‘Most Beautiful list’”

Funniest part is, Steve wasn’t kidding. Bucky groans, desperately wishing that he could get drunk. All of this would be so much easier if he wasn’t forced to go through it sober. Screw his super soldier enhanced abilities. He’d give up super strength in a minute in return for being able to drink a beer and actually feel the after effects.

“I need a drink” He grumbles, his face sour. Lips turned down as he fights the urge to cross his arms over his chest.

Bing.

The idea pops into Steve’s head and he truly thinks he’s a genius…well maybe not so much because it just occurred to him now…Still super smart though…

“Steve?” Sharon questions him, one of her thinly manicured eyebrows raised at the look on her dates face.

“Hey, Buck, Thor’s at this party, huh?”

Bucky turns to look at his friend, feeling confused as Sharon looks “Yeah, why?”

“Let’s go find him”

You’ve been trying to find away to politely exit the conversation you’ve been trapped in with the ambassadors of both Bahrain and Denmark, talking politics at a Christmas party really wasn’t how you’d planned on spending your night. Still, you force a smile and add witty comments every now and then as you sip on your second spiked egg-nog cocktail.

When you finally find your way back to your side of the party, where your friends and colleagues- who all happened to be the same people we’re your happily tipsy. Definitely not drunk. Not even close. But buzzing pleasantly.

“Well look who finally made a jail break” Natasha greets you as you approach and you fight the urge to flip her off. Mostly everyone’s gathered at a couple of the tables that have been pushed together. Laughter is ringing the loudest from this area of the room. Clint, Laura, Tony, Pepper and Rhodey sit on one side. Followed by Thor and Bruce, who have been extremely close since their little trip to Asgard, then Wanda, Vision, Steve, Sharon and Bucky. Nat’s sitting next to Maria and they’re shit talking the head of the CIA. Scott’s there too, face down on the table. Sam’s at the buffet table chatting up a pretty brunette.

“Yeah, with no help from you. You’re such a great friend, Romanoff” You snipe at her and she holds up her hands, her green eyes laughing before turning back to Hill.

“There’s my best girl!” Bucky’s voice is too loud, booming joyously and you shoot him a glance, before he grabs your wrist and yanks you down, unceremoniously rough, into his lap.

“Bucky!” You hiss at him, trying to straighten yourself a bit, your cheeks tinging red. No one at the table even blinked but you still felt a little weird sitting your fat ass on your boyfriend in public.

He has you spread over both of his thighs, too. Almost bridal style, his metal arm cradling your back. Cuddling you to him

“I missed you. You’ve been gone forever” The slur in his voice is noticeable “You said you’d be right back”

Why does he sound like that?

You grab him by his freshly shaven chin, forcing him to look you in the eyes for a moment.

Searching.

Your e/c eye’s scan his icy, unfocused ones and you almost gasp at what you find.

“Holy fuck, are you drunk?”

He sniggers at this, lazily, through his nose and nods.

“Your boyfriends sloshed” Tony comments from across the table, slurring his own words heavily.

What the hell had happened? You’d been gone for forty five minutes, tops, and you come back and everyone’s shitfaced? How had Bucky even gotten drunk? You two had been trying different ways to get him inebriated for months. Whole cases of beer. Vodka. That one time you’d tried to keep up with him as he threw back tequila shots and he’d ended up carrying you to your room because you’d completely blacked out…then it dons on to you and your head snaps in Thors’ direction.

He gives you a sheepish grin and holds out the flask of Asgardian hell to you.

“You didn’t” You look down at your boyfriend who just laughs again, before pressing his face into your neck.

“Would you care for a shot, Lady Y/N?” Thor offers “Most everyone else has. You’re the one who stresses the very importance of team bonding”

“No I would not care for a shot, thank you very much” you would never willingly ingest even a drop of that vile liquid ever again “Last time I drank that I woke up two days later on my bathroom floor”

As you take in the faces of your friends, you can clearly see that almost all of them have decided to be lush’s and partake in the idiocy.

“You too, Steve?” You groan, his face is flushed from the liquor and he keeps reaching over to whisper into Sharon’s ear.

“Hey, Bucky’s always been a very talented peer pressurer!” Steve defends himself, hiccupping in between the sentence and you just shake your head, laughing at the hilarity of it all.

Clint’s head is on Laura’s shoulder and he’s looking at her as though she’s Aphrodite in the flesh. Bruce and Thor have started to arm wrestle. Wanda looks dazed, when you ask her if she’s okay she breaks out into a fit of giggles. Scott doesn’t even look like he’s breathing.

And Bucky,

Well he’s nuzzling his head deeper and deeper into your chest, the prickle of his chin against your most sensitive skin makes you jump a little bit and you place a hand on his hair, trying to urge him away from you.

“Bucky”

“This dress is so soft. Holy shit, what is this even made out of?” He runs his face all along the front of the dress and you wonder if he knows just how extremely inappropriate it looks. He’s all but motor-boating you, at a party full of government officials. And SHIELD agents, Celebrities. Publicity…

“You’ve gotta stop, mister” you urge him, going to stand up.

Him and that stupid strong death grip of his.

“Uh, uh Y/N last time I let you go you we’re gone forever” Bucky whines in protest, holding on to you tight.

Huh, so this is what your boyfriend was like drunk? Needy. You couldn’t complain, if you were being totally honest you loved it when he couldn’t keep his hands off of you, but it just wasn’t the place for it.

“I’m going to go ten feet over to the buffet table and make you a plate of food so you can sober up a little bit, okay?” You reason.

“I’ll go with you”

“No, baby, just stay here. Look, you can literally see me. I’ll be right back” You laugh as you detach yourself from the overgrown man child and click over to the table, intending on loading him up a carb, bread filled plate.

You we’re happy he was enjoying himself, but you knew how gnarly the effects of that drink could be and you wanted to makesure you didn’t end up with a blacked out Bucky at the end of the night.

When you look over and see him taking yet another shot from the Asgardian flask you close your eyes and breathe through your nose. Yup. This night, was going to be a long one.

You pop one of the mini quiches into your mouth, as you finish loading Bucks plate up with every thing you knew he’d like- making sure to stay away from anything that looks particularly spicy.

“Here you go” you set the plate and water infront of him and he looks up at you with a dopey smile.

“Give me some sweetness, sugar” he puckers his lips up at you, his hands reaching for your waist “your too good to me”

You manage to evade being pulled back into his lap, opting instead for the seat beside him. He pouts but slings his arm across the back of your chair as he makes a dent in his plate.

You know this game, have danced this dance before. You’d been around this group while they were drunk countless times before. Tony got- well more Tony-er. Annoying arrogant and Rhodey was telling glory stories that you’d heard a thousand times, but you still listened intently because you know how his feelings got hurt when people ignored them.

Little brawler from Brooklyn Steve had come out to play and he was getting real invested in those arm wrestling matches. Him and Bucky had gone at it for a good fifteen minutes, both super soldiers amped up and evenly matched. You happen to know Buck let Steve win, you see it when it happens and you squeeze his hand in praise under the table for him being a good friend. Peter comes over, claiming “I get winner!” And pins Steves arm in five seconds flat. Highlight of the night is Steves face after that to be honest.

Natasha is making a rotation, flirting with everyone at the table, her energy amped up to a thousand.

“Stop staring at me, Nat!” You laugh as you feel her eyes burn holes into the side your your face. She’d been extremely touchy, as usual and you couldn’t wait to tease her about it in the morning.

She had a tendancy to get very lesbihonest with you when she drank.

“You really do have a goregous profile, you know that, Y/N” her voice is filled with admiration as she reaches over to smooth a flyaway strand hair away from your face. You didn’t even flinch from her touch, she was one of your closest friends and you were used to her drunken flirting with everything that walks.

“That’s what I’ve been telling her!” Bucky interrupted before you could reply, his voice filled with a ridiculous amount of pride “Could be a poster girl if she wanted to. My baby dolls such a dime piece”

You roll your eyes at the both of them.

“You guys are drunkkkk” you stress the end of the sentance with a laugh.

“No, Y/N. You really are so pretty” your surprised to hear that come from Laura “And the kids absolutely adore you. They can’t stop talking about you! Lila said she wanted us to adopt you so that you could come live on the farm”

You place a hand on your heart and your face scrunched up with the flood of love you have for those Barton kids. You wished they were down here instead of upstairs with the sitter.

“My heart” you accuse “I love those children”

You turn to Bucky then “I’m going to leave you to go live on the farm with my new adoptive parents, okay?” You tease him and he gives you a dangerous little smirk in response.

“Doll, if you think your ever going anywhere without me, your nuts” he informs you, simply. As though it was a fact, not a statement. Anyone else would have just thought it was a joke, but you could hear the undertone of it. See that possessive gleam in his eyes. The one that makes you all hot and fluttery every time.

You adjust in your seat, your thighs clamping together as you do. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Bucky and he reaches over. Looking like he’s just kissing your hair. Innocently enough.

But his breath is in your ear, close and quiet enough so that only you can hear “You gushin in your panties for me, yet?”

You pull your head away, reaching for your glass and taking a sip of the cocktail. You’d been forced to deal with him and his insanely dirty mouth before, you knew how to handle it. Even if it did have your insides twisting in anticipation, you could keep a cool demeanor.

“Nope” you pop the 'p’ as you rebuff him. That makes him grin, his chin dropping to your shoulder.

“Liar” he challenges knowingly. He knows you, knows your body. Knows the pretty pair of panties you have on are probably dampening, even though you swear your a good girl, even though you try to deny it. He can only laugh at the death glare you shoot him, patting your thigh with his huge palm before he straightens back up.

Uh oh. You think. Drunk Bucky is a dangerous Bucky.

It goes on like that for the duration of the night, the drunk Avengers are definitely an interesting sight to behold and you have a feeling there’s going to be a couple of articles about this in upcoming magazines. But nothing too major or scandalous happens. No, it’s a genuinely good time, just like you had hoped it would be.

You’ve never seen Bucky so…carefree at such a big social event. He’s laughing boisterously and cracking jokes with everyone. His New York accent is thick and prominent and his smile is extremely dimpled.

And…he’s more handsy then you ever could of imagined. You literally can’t fight him. Every time you stop him, he’s somewhere else. His prosthetic fingers trailing up your thigh, under your dress. His flesh ones toying with the neckline of it, skin touching skin as he pushes his boundaries. And he does it casually, keeping up his animated drunk conversations.

The thing about that Asgardian liquor is it creeps up on you, you remember. One minute your feeling fine and warm and chatty. The next? Your literally two seconds from throwing up, the room spinning as you re-evaluate your life choices.

Bucky leans heavily into you, shifting so that you can cradle his head on the table and you know it’s starting to catch up with him.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m good-” he yawns largely and loudly “I’m just startin’ to get a little tired, that’s all”

“The room starting to spin?” You ask him as you stroke his hair. He’s practically purring. Your big fluffy kitten in your lap. He was never like this in public, this sort of exchange was usually saved for the privacy of your room.

“Mmm, Is’ not so bad, I’ve been drunker. I was in the army, remember, shug?”

You love his accent the way it is when he’s drunk. All raspy and smooth. It’s music to your ears and you wished he’d talk like this more often.

“I love you” you surprize him as you press a kiss to his temple.

“I love you too”

“You guys are sickening” Tony grimaces “no seriously, like teeth rottingly, stomachaching sickening”

You just roll your eyes and continue stroking Bucky’s hair.

Pepper swats his arm “Don’t be rude, if anything you should be taking notes, Anthony Stark”

“Yeah, take notes, motherfucker” you taunt and Bucky barks in laughter.

“Y/N” even in Steves near incoherent state he can still manage to use his Captian tone “You really do have one of the worst mouths I’ve ever heard. And I grew up in Brooklyn, so that’s sayin’ something”

“Leave my girl alone” Bucky gallantly defends you…except for its a jumbled mutter because his face is pressed deep into your arm.

You detirmine it’s time to call it a night when the floods of people have left and it’s only the intimate group of those who inhabited this tower left.

Bucky hadn’t raised his head in ages and you were sure he was asleep. You weren’t far behind him, the long day you’d had finally taking its toll.

“Whose down for pictionary?” Tony proposes and when everyone agrees you know to make your exit. Last time there was a game of drunk pictionary it had almost ended in a three way brawl between Steve, Thor and Maria.

“I think we’re going to start heading out” you know your going to get shit for it but you don’t care. You want relief from your pinching heels, out of the restricting spanx.

“Come on Y/N. I know your man’s a hundred but you aren’t” Sam jests, nursing a beer and a bruised ego. That leggy brunette had opted not to stay the night- and held spent all night chasing her.

“Screw off Sam” Bucky, who apparently wasn’t knocked out spits at Sam and you chuckle before starting to move to get up, pulling him with you.

“We’re going to ride up with you, Nathaniel gets fussy throughout the night” Clint and Laura stand too.

After dealing with a barraging of “you sucks” and “come on you guys” you and Bucky begin the journey to your room. His arms are wrapped around you from behind and he leans down, chin on your head, causing the two of you to do this weird little penguin shuffle.

“Bucky I can barley walk!” You laugh at him “Your too heavy for this kind of shit!”

“Hey, you said you loved my body!” he feigns hurt and Clint snorts so hard it echoes in the small elevator.

The ride to the floor Clint and Laura are on is pleasant. You chat with the older couple idly. About the kids and the impending Christmas Eve. The ding signals that you’ve reached their floor.

You and Laura kiss cheeks and Clint claps both yours and Bucky’s shoulders as they exit.

“Use protection, kids aren’t as much fun as they seem!” Clint advises, the resonating smack Laura gives his head is the last thing you hear before the doors close again.

Everybody’s significant other’ getting slapped up tonight.

You peek at Bucky who’s sniggering to himself. He really was a giggly, happy drunk.

“Little does he know we haven’t used protection like ever” you roll your eyes. You and Bucky had never used condoms, you’d hurried to get on the pill after you two had become sexually active. Neither of you the biggest latex fans

“Mmm thank god. You know I hate rubbers” he kisses the shell of your ear. He’s bold tonight, all of his inhibitions gone away with his sobriety and you squeek when his hands plane down your body fast to grab the boson of your dress and roughly yank it up.

“Bucky” you gasp as his flesh fingers trail over your teddy covered stomach, quickly descending downwards between your legs. He’d never been so forward- so reckless.

“Fuck” he hisses as his fingers find your sweet spot, he can feel the saturation that’s collected in the outside or the lace “I knew it”

You know there’s no use in pushing him away so you cling to his metal arm what’s slung around your middle, holding you up as his fingers being to furiously work at you. Usually there’s a slow build up, he’ll go slow. Take his time. Tease you, but tonight there’s none of that. He forces you to spread your legs and lean back into his chest and as he slips his hand inder the lace. The tight material and your thighs hug his knuckles as he rubs your clit at a furious pace.

The sounds you make resemble choking as he roughly, but nimbly maneuvers you little ball of nerves.

“Feel good?” He puffs in your ear and you just nod. Fuck yeah, it feels good. There’s no warning when he slams his fingers in you, two at once. Your walls stretch around the digets and you let out a small scream. He doesn’t even give you the time to adjust, he just starts pumping them at a pace that matched the way he’d been with your clit. Unforgiving. Your thighs begin to shake and your knees go weak as you claw at his bicep, your head lolling from side to side againts his sharp collar bone. Your already so close, the speed at which he impales you with his fingers makes your brain foggy and your eyes are almost crossing.

The elevator dings- you’ve reached your floor and his hand slips back out of your underwear. You spin in his arms and lean up, crashing your mouth to his, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders trying frantically to pull him closer. He just reaches down, grabbing at the back of your thighs and lifts you, you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist.

Before Bucky- this wasn’t a scenario you could have ever even imagined happening. A man, picking you up with no trouble and carrying you to your bed? No, not with your derrière. But with Bucky’s enhanced strength he’d reassured your nervous mind on many occasions that he could and would continue to carry you.

He even holds you up with one arm, the vibranium one, as he types the code into the keypad. Your not making it easy for him, with the way your kissing all over his face, all teeth and tongue. You nip at jaw, biting the taught, sharp flesh and bone like you were always dying to before salving it with your tongue.

It’s all fun and lust fueled games until Bucky stumbles drunkenly and almost sends you both tumbling to the ground. Somehow me manages to catch himself, your back thudding againts the wall as he uses it to resteady himself.

There’s a terse, silent moment before you both look at eachother and the small, guilty giggle he releases makes you bust into a fit of laughter.

“Oh my gosh, you are so wasted” you shake your head at him, starting to shimmy out of his arms. He was too drunk, you concur in that moment. Too drunk to continue, even if he had worked you up.

“Y/N” he whinely protests as you command he let you down.

“Nope, you’re so drunk I highly doubt you could even keep it up-” you start as your heels hit the ground and you pull away from his embrace.

“Is that a challenge?” The glint in Bucky’s eyes is sharp and playful.

“Listen I’m going to go get changed for bed, you should too” you give him a melodramatic pat on his shoulder before your walking away from him and into your large shared closet. Bucky collapses heavily into your bed, grumbling about “evil woman. Beautiful fuckinf evil woman”

There truly is nothing better then putting on a pair of pajamas after being constricted for som many hours. Taking off your makeup is almost orgasmic, you groan delightfully as you pull off the false lashes.

The freedom.

When you renter the bedroom Bucky’s still in a heap on the end of your bed, but he’s managed to kick off his shoes and dress pants. So that he’s still completely clothed from the waist up, blazer and everything. It’s honestly the most ridiculously cute thing you’ve ever seen.

You manage to grab your phone and snap a stealthy picture, vowing to yourself that it’s definitely your new screen saver.

You crawl into the large bed, planing your hand gently over his cheek. He looks pretty conked out and you know that there’s no way your going to be able to maneuver the bear of a man.

“Bucky?”

His eyes shift under his eyelids “Hmm, doll-face?”

“You good down here or you want to finish getting changed and come up here with me?”

You make your way up the bed and slink under the layers of blankets, waiting for Bucky to make his move.

He’s sedentary for a moment but then shifts upwards and manages to literally rip off the rest of his clothes, leaving him in only his black boxer briefs. He sways for a moment before walking on his knees and then collapsing on top of the blankets, on top of you.

“Unf” he knocks the breath out of you “Come on, Buck”

He just nuzzles his nose into the side of your face, breathing you in deeply. “You smell good enough to eat”

“Bucky” your tones warning,

“Is that what I should do? Eat you? Will you let me?” He starts pecking down your face, chin, neck.

“Bu-ucky” your voice wavers as his kisses descend. “At least get into the covers with me. Please” you pull the blankets open and he gives you a goofy grin before climbing into the cozy warmth next to you. You expect him to nuzzle into your side like he normally does but he quickly disappears out of sight under the thick duvet.

It’s all open mouthed kisses from there, he’s sucking savagely on every inch of skin he can reach, leaving hot wet trails in his wake. His fingers greedily slide along your thighs, grabbing and digging into the supple flesh. He’s being so rough, so careless. It makes your head spin a little.

“Babe” you try to center him, your fingers winding into his hair and pulling it from the little knot it’d been tamed into for the night. He doesn’t respond, his mouth is too occupied.

He nips roughly at your stomach, his teeth sinking into the flesh and you gasp in shock.

“I love your tummy. I can’t wait til’ it’s filled with my babies one day. Isn’t that what you want, for me to fill you up?”

Oh shit, he’s never talked about things like this with you before. Sure, you’d both mention kids briefly but never anything this deep. You don’t know what to say, your words get caught in your throat.

Your brain is swimming with thoughts of little Bucky’s running around when his hands go to your knees and wrench then open. As far as your pelvis will allow them to stretch. It’s a little painful, the muscles scream in protest and you try to close your legs but he doesn’t let you.

“Buck-”

“I fucking love the smell of your pussy” he interrupts you as he presses his face into your your pajama shorts covered core, nose first. You shiver at the contact. “I love the way the room smells after I fuck you. You remember how I came into your office the other day and fingered you?”

You nod, but then remember he can’t see you cause he’s buried under the covers and croak out a “yeah”

“I couldn’t stop smelling my fingers all day. Even after I sucked you off of them, I could still smell you all day long” your stomach tightens at his drunken words, at the image of him descretly bringing his fingers to his nose through out that day. Your too busy day dreaming, when he licks a fat wet stripe up the inseam of your shorts

Your eyes shut tightly and you bite your bottom lip.

He does you dirty, licking you from outside your shorts til the material is sopping wet from both his saliva and your juices. All you want is his mouth on your clit and he won’t give it you you.

“Bucky please”

“Please what, pretty girl? Please fuck you with my tongue?” You huff, frustrated and give the roots of his hair a quick, firm tug.

“Don’t be mean to me!”

He chuckles directly into your core and the vibrations shoot electricity through your thighs

“You’re such a brat” he chastises adoringly before he tugs your shirts off your legs, roughly, moving your body around at his will like a sack of potatoes. You’re about to tell him off for it when he connects his mouth to you, his lips sucking your labia. Hard.

You sigh and throw your head back into the pillows.

Drunk Bucky is a pussy eating champ. He literally devours you, with a vigor you’d never experienced from him before. He’s burying his face in you, and you know the whole lower half of it has to be drenched. He uses a lot more teeth too, and you literally think he’s trying to eat you. It’s such an intensely odd sight- or lack there of. He’s still buried burried under the duvet, which shakes and rises with his movements.

“Baby” you squeal, your chest rising and falling with labored pants as his face moves quickly from side to side, the squelching wet sound it makes is driving you insane. Your fingers are threaded in his hair holding tight, but letting him have the reigns.

The sounds your making, the desperate little cries urge him on and he uses one hand to whip the blanket off of him, hating the depression it brings. Needing to see what he was doing you you. He gazes up as he noses your clit. Past the curve of your stomach to your pillow like breasts that are straining through the thin camisole you have on to your face. Your eyes are screwed shut and your mouth is agape, your lips stretched as you make sounds that sound almost ceremonial.

“Look at me” it’s half way between a command and a plea and your eyes crack open into dazed slits as you rivet down to him.

Now there’s a sight. James Buchanan Barnes head is cradled between your large thighs, his bright eyes are staring up at you as his tongue laps at your clit.

You sob. Literally and one of your hands go to pinch at your over sensitive nipples as the other goes to stroke his wild dark locks tenderly.

It’s a surreal moment, with the pleasure that he’s overwhelming you with and the way it seems to stop time-

“Oh fuck” you whine as it all becomes too much and your stomach knots painfully, every muscle in your body seems to strain and you buck wildly into his mouth, to which he responds by wrapping his arms around your thighs. Attempting to hold you steady.

When you cum, you swear you think you black out. Your ears blow and your eyes go blurry and unfocused-fuck even your pussy goes numb for a second; even though you can feel the movement of his head between your legs as he continues to eat away, it feels hollow.

“I fucking love you, I love you so much” Bucky mumbles inside of you. Your thick thighs clamp vice like around his head and he allows it, loving the way you drown out the rest of the world for him.

When you come back down, when your body regains sensation your instantly pushing him away, your hips retreating desperately as you try to get away from his lashing tongue and it’s assault to your overstimulated clit.

“James please” you cry, pulling his hair “Bucky, stop, it hurts”

That gets him, and even though he’s dying to keep going he pulls his mouth away. Giving each of your quivering inner thighs a sloppy kiss before he climbs off of you.

You still look a little hazy and blessed out, even as your chest starts to settle and your heart beat stops skipping. That was the the BEST head you had ever received, and Bucky had gone down on you dozens of time before.

“You okay, YN?” He questions as he trails a finger deli story down your hairline because you still haven’t spoken and your mouth is still hanging open. His inherited brain jumps from worst case scenario to the next. Shit, he had really hurt you. He’d lost control between your legs- “Baby look at me, I’m sorry. I didn’t-”

The panicked laced voice he gives you makes your eyes snap to his “Hey, no, I’m okay. I’m better then okay, Bucky, Jesus Christ- that was amazing”

You coo as you roll closer to him, rubbing his arm in reassurance. Bucky looks- fuck he looks like a dream. Which his swollen mouth and his hair that’s sticking up in all directions from your hands. His chin gleams with your juices, and it makes your mouth salivate.

You press your lips againts his, you can feel him smile into the kiss as you lick at his lips that are coated with your flavor.

“Mmm, remind me to let you drink with Thor more often” you separate from him and rest your head on his broad chest.

It’s serene for a moment, you reveling in the shocks of post orgasmic afterglow and him-spinning, the Asgardian mead messing with his senses before he shoves you off of him and rushes to the bathroom.

“Bucky?!”

The sounds of vicious retching fills your ears as he vomits and you shake your head, sliding on your shorts and going to hold your super soldier boyfriends hair.

You grin even though you know you shouldn’t, he’s going to have one hell of a hangover.

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Welp- it is 100 PERCENT CANNON in my head that Bucky loves eating pussy and drunk Bucky? He’s a whole other breed. I’m going to be writing a few more of these Christmas smuts over the next couple of months so keep an eye out for them! Leave me some feedback! And reblog so all the other freaky, Christmas lovers can feel the cheer!

#bucky barnes x plus size reader #Bucky Barnes x reader #plus size reader #Bucky Barnes smut #mcu smut #christmas #mcu

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tigerlover16-analysis · 6 years

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Dragon Ball Super: Episode 2 Review

Okay, sorry about this one coming late, i was a bit distracted around here and i haven't had much access to my computer the last few days. But, here i am now.

So, episode 2. In contrast to the first episode, which was focused around the members of the Son Family and setting up Goku's role in the story, this episode focuses more on Vegeta, who will be the secondary protagonist for much of Dragon Ball Super, while also giving us a more substantial introduction to the main villain for the first arc (And a few funny scenes with Goku on King Kai's world to help move the plot along some more). Gotta say, it was a pretty smart move and a good way to steadily reintroduce us to the characters for the new show/introduce them proper for new viewers.

This episode also isn't particularly plot heavy, rather another episode focused on character interaction and comedy, but like last time what we get is pretty good.

The episode opens with a fun little scene of Goku arriving on King Kai's planet to train, and accidentally causing King Kai to crash his car into his house and destroying it (Man, the poor guy can't catch a break, can he?), and then transitions to Vegeta, Bulma and Trunks going on a family trip to a Hawaiian themed resort.

Not a lot to comment on the actual plot here outside of how it relates to Vegeta, but needless to say there's a lot of good jokes and back and forth between the characters. Whether it be King Kai's poor attempts at making puns, Bulma flying her airship underwater and through a forest like a crazy person to give Vegeta some "Training" as he stands on top, there's a lot of good stuff here. My favourite joke is probably the scene at the diner that ends in Vegeta digging in to an enormous cooked octopus that inexplicably squirts him with ink. If you're a fan of the briefs family, a Vegebul shipper in particular, then the first half of the episode is practically tailor made for you, since it's pretty much dedicated to having cute moments of Vegeta, Bulma and Trunks hanging out on vacation.

Naturally, Vegeta is silent and aloof through most of the ordeal, only putting up with spending time at the resort to try and be a decent family man for once, and out of obligation for the time he'd promised to take Trunks to an amusement park. Which, yeah, it's pretty sweet, even if Vegeta has to be a sourpuss about the whole thing. Still, as Bulma points out, the guy did stick around a lot longer than either her or Trunks would have expected.

This episode establishes Vegeta as the secondary protagonist of Super, replacing Gohan in that role from Z. A decision that would... have very mixed results, and I can't say it was necessarily for the best overall, but future episodes will provide much better context to discuss that.

As far as this episode goes though, his portrayal is mostly fine. It at least shows he's trying to make an effort to be a better father to Trunks. At the same time though, it also establishes that even after everything that went down in the Buu Saga, Vegeta still has a chip on his shoulder in regards to his rivalry with Goku, and his desire to surpass him is still present.

I know a lot of people were torn about this at the time, and still are considering the end of the Buu Saga had Vegeta conceding that Goku was the superior fighter and seemingly putting his obsession to an end, with arguments about whether this was a regression of his character. Personally, at least as far as the first half of the show goes, I don't have much of an issue with it.

Mostly because it's made clear through the rest of the saga that his overall character progression has still stuck in spite of his obsession with being the strongest still being present. And it's brought up by the time of the Champa saga that Vegeta by that point has moved past the point of having a self-destructive inferiority complex, and his rivalry with Goku by then is mostly a more healthy motivation for self improvement.

And let's face it, fundamentally changing who you are as a person takes a lot of time and effort. Self-realization of your faults and a desire to change for the better are only the first steps to self-improvement. And a deep-seated inferiority complex like what Vegeta has isn't going to go away after a few moving speeches, it seems natural to me that he would have some trouble letting his urge to surpass Goku and be the strongest go, even after some time had passed from the Buu Saga. He's had plenty of instances where he started to regress on any progress he's made before, at least in this saga the worst it amounts to is him being grumpy and storming off to train after being caught in a large crowd and losing his temper.

Vegeta and Goku's rivalry is very iconic, and you kind of have to keep it alive if you're going to have a series where they're the two most prominent characters. Vegeta is still a better person than he once was, and the later episodes of this saga would demonstrate that clearly, so i think that's what really counts. And hey, Vegeta still wanting to surpass Goku is consistent with the updated final chapter of the manga Toriyama put out in the 2004 Kanzenban, so they kinda had to do it this way.

So yeah, for me personally I'm okay with this. But then again, maybe I'm just not inclined to take issue with it right now since we also got to see Vegeta riding a choo-choo train with Trunks and Bulma. That was adorable.

The second half of the episode is a bit more action packed and plot relavent, as it gives us a more extended introduction to Lord Beerus and Whis.

It starts off with Whis being sent to an alien planet to bring back dinosaur meat that Beerus is interested in because it might help him remember the details of a prophetic dream he couldn't fully recall. After Whis fails to negotiate with some locals to give up their kill in time, Beerus shows up and gets into a fight with what i assume is the tribe leader. Who Beerus dispatches quite easily, and then decides to just blow up the planet out of annoyance. The resulting explosion ending up being what jogs his memory, ending the episode with foreshadowing of some mysterious figure called Super Saiyan God.

It's a pretty fun scene overall. The banter between Beerus and Whis is spot on and their dialogue gives us a good impression of their personalities, with Beerus in particular being presented as somewhat comedic but still threatening and someone to take seriously. I really like the designs of the aliens, especially the powered up form of the one who fights Beerus, makes it a bit of a shame their world got blown up. The action itself is very short, but it's pretty decent, Naoki Tate's effects work is always fun to see in the alien's energy blast.

Admittedly we still don't know much of anything about who the characters actually are, just the idea that Beerus is seeking a fight with a Super Saiyan God, what exactly that is being a mystery for several episodes, though Old Kai clearly knows what's going on with him. Thankfully we do get a more substantial explanation for who Beerus is next episode, so the show doesn't drag it's heels too long with that, and this episode does a good job of hyping him up and raising interest.

I do question how the heck Beerus got to the alien world so fast from his palace, considering he's not nearly as fast as Whis and seems to rely on him for transportation as next episode establishes, so that's a bit of an oddity. I'm just going to put it down to cartoon logic.

So, yeah, the episode is overall pretty light on actual story, but at this point in the series I don't think that's a big issue, especially as the plot does start to get rolling over the next few episodes. I do wish the parts focused on the Briefs Family vacation had gone on a bit longer though, it felt like the episode really breezed past that.

Also, I do feel like I need to bring up King Kai's voice in the Japanese version. Jōji Yanami, his original voice actor for many years, is well into his 80's and apparently wasn't in the best of health when Super started... and it really shows with his voice acting. All of King Kai's dialogue in the episodes he voices him in, starting with this one, are spoken in a weird monotone that's... kind of distracting. Especially in places where he's supposed to be shouting or expressing emotion.

It makes some of the scenes with the character in the first saga seem a bit off putting. I feel really bad for Yanami, and I'm glad that he took a leave of absense and seems to have retired by the 12th episode. I don't know exactly how he's doing right now, but I hope he's in the best health he can be.

Thankfully this also isn't a problem for Sean Schemmel's performance of the character in the dub, which is on point. Honestly, the dub for the episode and most of the saga is pretty stellar and makes the episode even more fun to watch with it's slightly wittier dialogue, though I do feel Chris Sabbat's tone as Vegeta sounds a bit harsher in places compared to Ryo Horikawa's portrayal... though, i can't understand a word of Japanese or really make sense of the inflections in the Japanese casts line reading a lot of the time, so maybe that's just me.

The animation and art direction is also strong in this episode. I love the animation of Bulma's aircraft spinning around, and the effects work on display as it dives underwater. And there's a lot of beautiful shots throughout the episode, the scenes on the beach during the evening with all the people on it draped in silhouette look gorgeous, and the explosion created from the planet that Beerus blows up in the last scene is just mesmerising. I mean, it's horrible that an entire planet and all it's inhabitants just got annihilated, but I can really see why Beerus finds the results beautiful. The music and direction are pretty effective, too.

This episode was the first to be supervised by Naoki Tate, one of my favourite animators working on the show and probably one of the most well known. And while he obviously didn't animate everything himself (See animeajay's videos for the low-down on that), as a supervisor this was a great first impression to make... pity then what he was forced to immediately follow it up with.

Oh boy, that episode is going to be "Fun" to talk about.

So, yeah, I don't think there's a lot else i can say without just recapping every moment from the episode and going "I like this" or "Wish this was a bit longer" or whatever. The character interactions were fun and mostly on point, the production values were good, and overall the episode was pretty enjoyable despite a few flaws. Admittedly though there wasn't a lot of substance to it, and I didn't enjoy it as much as the first episode. Still, I don't have any major complaints about it either, and for what it is it works fine.

I'd give it a B+, maybe a high B.

Not really the best episode in the series, or even this saga, but it was a lot of fun and gives us some necessary set up that gradually eases the viewers into the overarching story. I'm happy to come back to it, anyway.

I think the next episode should give me a bit more to talk about compared to the first two episodes, so look forward to that. Hopefully i get that one up by Sunday this time. Sorry if this review feels rushed or that i could have done better or gone into more detail in places, but I kind of was rushing. Any specific questions about stuff you might have in the episode though, just leave them in an ask.

#dragon ball super #dbs #dragon ball super episode 2 #dragon ball #dragon ball z #vegeta #Beerus #Whis #Briefs family

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prettiestsupersoldier · 7 years

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His Own Best Girl

AN: Hey! This took forever because college is a thing now, so …. poop. I also started writing the next part of this and I’m hype!! Bucky x Black!Reader

Part 1 and Part 2

“If I come back and my baby has a bump, scratch, bruise or a single curl on my boys beautiful head is out of place I will have Thor shove mjolnir down your throat and fling you into space. Are we understood Tony?”

“Wait a damn second! Why didn’t Steve and Clint get this talk?”

“Because Clint has children,” you say matter of factly before adding as an afterthought, “and also I can’t sign Thor and Mjolnir. Besides Bucky already talked to Steve.” ‘Talked’ probably, definitely, absolutely, wasn’t the right word but threatened also didn’t seem quite right (“You’re my best friend but i’ll kill you Stevie. I’ll make it quick so you won’t suffer but you’ll be dead and not plane crash dead or Fury dead but dead dead.”).

“I’m Iron-Man I can watch a kid.” Tony was fully offended and you fully did not give a single fuck.

“Outer fucking space, Anthony. No suit. No F.R.I.D.A.Y. Just Mjolnir down your throat.” Your brown eyes bored deep into his own unblinking emphasizing the point that you were absolutely serious about your son.

“Well.” He was the first to look away. “Please get now.” He said as he pushed you out of his office space and into the hall.

“Enjoy your honeymoon!” He yelled once his office door was closed.

You had no idea where the hell you were going for your ‘honeymoon’. Was it honeymoon? You weren’t married yet. Did that count? Who cared. Definitely not you or Bucky. You had told him that you absolutely didn’t wanna go to any of those cliche honeymoon places like Bora Bora or Paris. You were far to pregnant and far to irritable to be around people who wanted to put their disgusting hands on you without asking just because you were pregnant and they felt entitled, but other then that you were left in the dark for the most part. He didn’t even let you help pack which was terrifying in its own right.

“Can I have a hint?” You’re sitting in the back of one of Tony’s jets as F.R.I.D.A.Y flies you to wherever in the world Bucky has deemed perfect for your honeymoon.

“You want me to spoil our honeymoon doll?” He replied shortly back at you as he fiddle with his phone.

“No.” you said incredulously. You didn’t want him to spoil it by any means, but you were beyond curious at this point. You really only hoped it wasn’t a hot place, it was hot back at your apartment and you couldn’t stand being hot and pregnant. Plus you missed cuddling Bucky and Dom you couldn’t cuddle if you guys all stuck together like gross pocket candy after.

“Good.” He had the shit eating grin on his face and a part of you wanted to wipe it off his face, but the other part of you, the much bigger, happier, totally in love part loved it so much you wanted to remember it forever.

“It’s just not fair that you know and I don’t.” You pouted sticking your bottom lip out in mock frustration.

“I know, life’s not fair sweetheart, ” he leans over in his chair to gently place a barely there kiss on your lip that’s sticking out ”but we’ll be there soon.”

That satisfies you enough to be content with not knowing where you’re going, but you’re curious about something else now.

“It’s a little weird that our honeymoon is before the wedding don’t you think?”

“Maybe a little bit, but we’re gonna be a little busy with our kids.” Bucky can’t think straight when he says that word like that. It’s a realization hundreds of thousands of feet in the air.

“Kids.” Bucky repeats putting emphasis on the S. There’s gonna be two of them now. Two curly haired, brown eyed beautiful kids that call him dad and ask for hugs. Two kids that will one day without a doubt come crying to him asking him to make a bad thing feel better.

“Is this brand new information for you? Did you forget we had kids!?”

“No I didn’t, how could I?” He hadn’t stopped thinking about it since he found out, “It’s just a strange feeling, I was so lucky that you let me help you raise Dominic and now.” he brings his left hand up to rub your belly in slow smooth circles. He doesn’t need to finish the sentence because you know already. This was a dream only 30’s Bucky was allowed to have. Dreams of a family that had more than just Steve in it. He hadn’t allowed himself to think about this before a few years ago when he had met you, and subsequently Dom. He would tell himself he didn’t deserve a family for all the things he’d done, the people he’d hurt. He would tell himself that there would always be people out to hurt him and that as bad as he wanted a family he could never have one. He didn’t deserve one.

“You have no idea what strange feeling means until a baby is being forced out of your pu-”

There’s a long ding that cuts off your sentence before you hear F.R.I.D.A.Y.

“We will be landing in 5 minutes.” She informs the two of you.

“Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y.” Bucky sighs in relief as the AI unit cuts off and prepares for your descent.

“I know you wanna look out the window. You can we’re basically here now.” Bucky is more excited then he had been the entire flight. He didn’t need to look out of the window, obviously he planned the trip he knew where you were, so instead he looked at you watching the way you excitedly hobbled up and to the window.

“It’s snowing!” You had never really seen snow fall before besides in movies and the artificial crap at the mall during the holidays. So this was beyond amazing to you, it was exactly how ever movie and book you read had made it seem. It was coming down lightly from what you could tell and you wanted to jump into the soft looking bank of snow outside of the small wooden cabin that you were being lowered to.

“Yeah, doll it tends to do that here.” You didn’t even care that he was being a smart ass right now, way too excited to get out of the jet and pelt him with snowballs. By the time you look back at him he’s already holding all your bags and handing you one of his thick jackets.

“Ready?” He ask with the biggest smile on his face.

“Let’s go!”

“Is my mommy havin’ another baby?” Dom asks the night before you and Buck are supposed to be home. Steve, Tony and Clint are all thrown off their game.

Steve almost drowns himself when he squeezes the water bottle he is drinking and if floods his mouth and lungs. The coughing fit that ensues is one that could rival the one he would have had back in 1930.

Cool calm and collected Tony shatters one of his most expensive bottles of whisky on the floor when he hears the question and all Clint can do is laugh at his idiot friends as they make fools of themselves.

“Ye-” Tony begins before Steve shoves a sharp elbow into his side.

“Why’d you ask that?” Steve’s voice is unbelievably horse and raw from the coughing, but he’s the only adult here that is qualified to answers these questions.

“ ‘cuz dad keeps rubbin’ her belly even when she doesn’t have a belly ache. I saw that happen on TV once and the lady ate so many hot dogs.”

“Does your mom eat so many hot dogs?” Tony asks.

“No,” he says as he thinks about the last 3 and a half months, “she does eat so many of my dino nuggets. With yucky mustard.” He makes a sick face at the thought of you chowing down on the horrible combination.

“So you think she’s having a baby?” Tony is the taking the lead on this and Steve has to stop it before its too late.

“Yep.” Dom says around a mouth full of ice cream that will probably lead to one or all of the guys staying up late with a bouncy child and an ear full from you and Bucky when you find out.

“Do you think if they are you would want a little brother?” Steve ask as he motions for Clint to get his cell phone from the living room. It would probably be super helpful for Steve to get this information now so you both can prepare to tell him the good news.

“No.” He says it so fast, so matter-of-factly, so calmly that Steve does a double take and almost drops his phone when Clint finally hands it to him.

“You don’t want a little brother to run around and play in the dirt with?” Steve questions.

“Nope.” Dom keeps eating his ice cream that’s pretty much soup now.

Steve debates on if he should call Bucky or not, calling him would allow Dom to have the chance to talk to you guys about the baby and that would be good, but calling Bucky would also worry the hell out of him and he would want to come home right that very instant. So he texts instead. A text wouldn’t make it feel like an emergency and would give Steve time to talk to Dom until Bucky could reply.

Steve: Hey, how are you enjoying your early honeymoon sounds great! Dom doesn’t want a sibling. So I’ll see you guys in tomorrow right? Have fun!

“You don’t? What about a little brother to ride bikes with?”

“I don’t know how to ride a bike uncle Steve.” Tony let out a laugh so loud it rivaled Thor’s . Steve turned to look at him contemplating if he should punch him or flip him the bird. By the time he decided to punch him his phone had dinged.

Bucky: What do you mean he doesn’t want a sibling? What are you talking about?

Steve: I don’t appreciate that you singled out one part of my so carefully thought out message.

Bucky: Well only one part of your ’ so carefully thought out message’ has to do with my son. So again… What are you talking about?

Steve: We were in the kitchen, not eating ice cream past bedtime, when he asked if you were expecting a baby because he saw you rubbing y/n’s stomach. I didn’t say yes or no but I asked if he wanted a sibling and he said no.

Bucky: He just said no?

Steve: He said no like you say no every time I invite you to hang out with me and Sam.

Bucky sighed heavily before continuing on his way to the kitchen in the small cabin. It wasn’t anything fancy just big enough for 2 bedrooms a bathroom a tiny kitchen that struggled to fit a refrigerator and the stove and an even smaller living room, but he found himself loving the small space and the isolation of the secluded mountain.

You were laying on the bed two fluffy blankets cuddled up to you slowly sipping away at the last bit of what must have been your fourth mug of hot chocolate completely and totally content with your honeymoon. You had spent the better part of the week in the snow with Bucky throwing snowballs and building your happy little snowman family. Bucky had insisted you didn’t build the fourth member of your family and instead make your snow woman pregnant. He had taken a ton of pictures to show Dom with the promise that the next time you guys came back he would be with you. All in all it was wonderful.

Except Bucky was on his phone texting away. A man born in the late 1910’s texting away like a teenager from the early 2000’s it was an odd turn of events truly.

“Ask your pregnant fiance if she’s having a great honeymoon for me.” Bucky made his way towards you from the kitchen with what would be your fifth mug of hot chocolate.

“I wouldn’t abandoned my pregnant fiance to have fun in the snow.” He leaned over to kiss your neck before he said, ”My girlfriend on the side maybe.” You picked up one of the many balled up napkins you had by the bed and threw it at his stupid grinning face. He only laughed harder and kissed your neck again.

“So who was it really?” He takes a huge sip from your hot chocolate before handing it to you.

“Steve. He said Dom doesn’t want a new baby.” He doesn’t like the way your face goes from joyous to almost somber as you take in what he says.

“Oh.” Your baby boy doesn’t want a new baby and it hurts alot. You had this amazing image in your head of you telling Dom about the new baby, about him being a big brother and him being over the moon excited. But apparently he isn’t excited at all and it sucks.

“Doll,” Bucky comes and sits next to you rubbing your back ever so lightly “It’s okay we’ll talk to him when we get home and we’ll figure it okay?”

“Okay.” You don’t have the same happy cheerful voice like you’ve had this entire trip and it breaks Bucky’s heart to pieces.

It’s late the night you had come home from your honeymoon. When you had landed Dom had took a running leap at Bucky it was adorable and you couldn’t help but think about that happening but with two kids it brought an instant smile to your face that was wiped away almost instantly when you remember what Steve had, even though you would still have two kids the thought that Dom wouldn’t be as close as you hoped was earth shattering.

After a sever cuddle session and tons of kisses with Dom it’s time for him to get ready for bed with Bucky and again you’re brought to thoughts of him doing this with two little heads of curly hair. Imaging Dom helping his brother or sister onto the stool that Dom has Bucky help him onto. It’s a cute image in your head but the illusions are shattered again. You shouldn’t feel as bad about this as you do, this is normal you read up on it when you first found out, but it’s still having you constantly on the verge of tears.

Dom’s sitting at his table in the living room coloring and watching what ever animated movie he had picked to watch that night when Bucky can’t take the nagging question any more. So he moves from his position on the couch with you onto the floor next to Dom.

“Uncle Steve told me about you asking if we were getting a new baby.”

“I know,” he says not looking up from his masterpiece “Uncle Tony says he’s a rat.”

Bucky can hear your breathy uncontrollable laughter from the couch and it takes so much dedication from him not to get distracted by you.

“You don’t want a little brother to play with?” Bucky grabs a piece of paper from the short stack thats in front of his son and begins to doodle random things at first a heart, some flowers, a horrible looking dog.

“No.” Dom pushes his drawing of a bird? a tiger? away from him and rolls 3 crayons under each of his hands.

“You don’t want a little brother that you can teach how to color?” Bucky looks down at his paper and notices that the dog now has 2 more dogs next to him.

“No.” He stops rolling the crayons instead focusing in on the animals printed on his pajamas. There isn’t any change in his voice, that Bucky notices, that gives of any hint of frustration, but you notice immediately when he stops playing with his hands that he isn’t too happy.

It had been a small thing you had noticed early on that playing with his hands was a comfort for him and you had trained onto that ever since. Over time you had also figured out when he stopped tears would soon follow.

“Growing up I always wanted a little brother to have around, to wrestle with, to help me pull pranks on my ma’.” He’s reminiscing hoping it’ll help Dom want to want a little brother to get him out of whatever mind set he’s in.

“You could have done that with sisters though.” He folds his arms onto the table and lays his head against them, slowly kicking his feet under the table. He doesn’t look back up at Bucky after that.

It hits you like a ton of bricks when he says that and you feel dumb for not noticing it sooner. After struggling to get up off the couch, without the help of Bucky thank you very much, you start taking slow deliberate steps towards your little family, you move closer to where your son is, bending down to rub your fingers so gently through his hair.

“You don’t want a little brother because you want a little sister?” He shakes his head yes quickly and you can see a few tears on his cheeks.

“Why do you want a little sister bud?” Bucky had grown up with sisters who he loved dearly, but his dream was always a little brother that he could run around with, a little brother that would look up to him, someone who would be his best friend no matter what happened and sure he had Steve back then but it had been years before he had meet Steve a little brother is almost instant.

“So she can be my best girl.” You can hear him holding back the rest of his tears. The slight strain in his voice even though he’s so quiet. “She’ll be pretty like mommy and I can feed her and help her walk.”

Buckys jaw damn near drops and he feels like an idiot and he wants to punch Steve in the throat. He only asked if he wanted a god damn brother and all Bucky did was keep pushing brother, there’s also a very strong sense of pride in him because his son wants his own best girl.

“When I’m big I can help her cross the street and hold her hand while we walk to school.” He rubs at his eyes to get the tears away.

“I want the baby to be a girl too.” Bucky says as he rubs gently against his sons back. He had never told you that, never told Steve that even, it was for him to hope for and not put into the universe in case it was a boy. He wouldn’t be disappointed if it was another boy, but a girl was his dream and apparently it was his boys dream to.

“You do?” Dom asked before you could.

“I do, I know she’ll be pretty like your mom, and she’ll be smart like you. Hopefully all she gets from me is our silly last name.”

“It’s not silly!” Dominic says defensively. “Mommy says when I go to school I’ll be first in line because it starts with B, that means I get snacks first.”

When you get back from you doctor’s appointment that you had vehemently forbid Bucky from coming to, you walk in to find he and Dom are sitting on the couch, both of them are shirtless and both of them have chocolate milk mustaches and you can’t keep the grin from your lips looking at your family.

You slowly make your way towards them, pink bakery box resting carefully between your hands. Bucky is the first to notice you. Getting up from his place on the couch to meet you by the door.

“What’s that?” He asks as he notices the bright pink box immediately reaching his hand out for it.

“That’s a box.” Dom says from the couch.

“And not for you.” You say as you kiss his cheek and move past him towards the couch where Dom is.

“I like baked goods too.” Bucky mumbles as he moves to the kitchen and grabs a glass of water.

“What is it mommy?” Dom asks as he moves over to make a place for you to sit.

“It’s a special cupcake.”

“Why’s it so special?” Bucky yells from the kitchen.

“Because when Dom bites into it we’ll know if we’re getting a little girl or not.” Bucky rushes out of the kitchen nearly smashing the glass that had his water init on the tile floor in the kitchen. He hadn’t know about this. You didn’t tell him about this! Why didn’t you tell him?

“So its gonna say girl?” Dom is looking intently at the oink box now.

“No,when you take a bite, it’s gotta be a really big bite as big as you can make it all the way to the middle, you’ll see if the inside is pink or blue and then you’ll know and you’ll be the only one to know. Not even me or daddy will know until you show us.” Bucky looks at you then at the box. “That’s not fair.” Bucky looks at you with pleading eyes.

“I know, life’s not fair sweetheart, ” you try your hardest to keep from laughing directly into his face as you lean over to gently place a barely there kiss on his lips ”but we’ll know soon.” The look of betrayal on Bucks face after you used his own words against him is unbelievable and you wish you had a camera to take a picture of it.

“Can I eat it now?” before you can answer him though Buck is already speaking.

“Please eat it right now.” Bucky says as he stares at the small cupcake box like it holds his entire world in it and in a way it does.

“But I just had cookies.” The one time he can have cupcakes and cookies back to back and he questions it.

“You can eat it whenever you want.” You say as you struggle to get up from the couch.

No! He has to eat it right now. Bucky thinks as he watches the box with an impatient eye.

Dom grabs the box from you holding it with extreme caution as he gently carries it back to his play table. He places it on the table, like the box itself held the baby and not a cupcake, in front of him and goes back to watching the movie they had been enjoying before you had arrived. Every other minute or so he looks down at the table making sure it hadn’t been moved or smashed.

Bucky stares at the box for the next 30 minutes Trying to encouraging Dom to open it. When you leave them to go change into your pajamas is when bucky strikes.

“If you eat it right now,” he looks around to make sure you had really left before he continues, “I’ll let you take a ride on uncle Sam’s wings.” Dom doesn’t budge though no matter how tempting his dad’s offer sounds.

“Doll,” Bucky says he sulks his way into the bedroom where you are “you gotta tell me I can’t take the waiting anymore.” He slides down the door to your room in a heap of himself.

You don’t look up at him too distracted with your hair and making sure all the fly-aways are tamed before you grab your headscarf. “Tell you what?”

“Don’t tease,” He whines and rests his head against the door “Can’t you see I’m dying here?”

“You’re being dramatic, and like I said I don’t know what’s inside the cupcake so I can’t help you.” You were lying. You had ordered two cupcakes one for each of them, but half way home you got hungry and by the time you had taken a bite it was far too late to put it back.

“DAD!!” The call for Bucky is muffled, a very apparent sign that Doms mouth was full of cupcake.

“Sounds like he finally took a bite.” You tell him as you finish tying up your scarf.

Bucky scrambled up from the floor tripping over the rug in your room as he made a mad dash for the living room. If the inside was blue it would be fine, he would be just as excited as if it were pink.

But god damn did he so want it to be pink.

When he makes it to the living room where Dom is, he’s jumping up and down with frosting all over cheeks and as much as Bucky wants to know what the cupcake looks like on the inside be can’t help but to stop and admire how excited his son is. His eyes are closed and he’s hopping from foot to foot.

“ITS PINK!!” Dom shouts as he runs up to Buck and lounges at his legs.

Bucky doesn’t hear a thing after the sound of the P hits his ears and he’s not so sure if he heard him right. He walks over to where his son has discarded the other half of the cupcake. It’s hard to walk with Dom clinging to his legs but somehow he makes it and in one not so swift motion he picks both the cupcake and Dom up.

“SEE, IT IS PINK!” Dom sticks his finger all the way inside of the cupcake and when he pulls it out there very much is a glob of pink frosting on his finger.

Bucky is stunned still, he had dream about having a little girl before the war that would tell him good night and demand for him to play doll house with her. A little girl that would have him as her first love and be a daddys girl. The dream had come back with a force after he found out you were pregnant again. Now the dream was still the same for the most part but now she had a face and she looked like you.

“Can I finish the cupcake?” Dom asked as he watched his dad stare off into space.

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stateofgrace-acoustic · 6 years

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Taylor and Me

with reputation out and me loving it so much, i keep getting really nostalgic and astonished by how long i’ve been a fan of taylor’s and al the things she has accompanied me through. so i felt like posting a little reflection thing, feel free to ignore totally :D

like a lot of people Love Story was the first song of hers I heard. i was on the bus home with one of my friends and she let me listen to it. i was so young back then, oh my god. (like 12?) i think i found it catchy, but didn’t think much about it afterwards until two people had a presentation on taylor in music class. (we were all supposed to introduce our favorite artists). they played some more songs from fearless, and i can’t recall exactly what my reaction was but i know i wanted the album. i asked the presentation people if i could borrow it, and i remember looking through the booklet thinking how beautiful it was. i think even back then when i was so young i sort of intuitively understood what an amazing songwriter taylor was and how much work and effort she puts into everything she does.

fearless was for me very much an escapism record. i listened to it to enter this realm of magic and fairytales and dancing in the rain that was so far away from my everyday life and issues. i could never really apply her love songs to my life in a direct way, but i still felt like they were relatable for me, in a more abstract way - the feeling that came with them, a sort of freedom and passion, was how i felt in my happiest moments, when i didn’t feel inhibited by fear and doubt as i often did. and her nostalgic and sad moments i could relate to my own nostalgia as well.

my mom bought me the fanbook for christmas, and that’s when i started being interested in taylor as a person as well., and how she sort of became my role model. i read about her childhood and the way she tried to achieve her dream so hard until she succeeeded. about how she wasn’t afraid to put herself out there, to open herself up completely in her songs. i admired how she put kindness above all else, how in touch she was with her fans, but also how intelligent she was and how all of her decisions in her career were her own, how she didn’t let anyone else take control over what her life or ‘image’ to the public should be. all of those things and values i took to heart and tried to live them in my own life as much as possible. looking back now i couldn’t be happier with my choice of a role model. taylor helped guide me through some years that were difficult, as they are for pretty much every teenager i guess. ‘fearless is living in spite of the things that scare you to death’ was the motto i needed so much in my life, because i was very much defined and trapped by my fears in my teenage years - of social interaction, of taking risks, of failure.. taylor’s music was something i could always turn back to to give me strength.

i remember when speak now was announced, i was excited out of my mind. i wrote the tracklist down onto my computer and kept looking at it. i loved all the released singles so much and listened to them for days on end. i painted 13s onto my hands and danced around the living room. that is one of the main things that comes to my mind when i think of happy teenage memories: this image of me dancing to a taylor swift song.

speak now was an album that completely blew me away. i loved every single track from the first listen. it is still so incredible to me how she wrote that album completely by herself at 19; how talented she is with lyrics and melodies that completely fit together. i had some fan account back then on twitter and didnt shut up about taylor ever.

around that time, my parents and i were planning this huge vacation in Calfornia that would turn out to be one of my best - perhaps THE best experience of my teenage years, and we figured out that a the time we wanted to go, the Speak Now tour was in LA. my parents agreed to get tickets because they knew how much it meant to me, and also because they were lowkey fans themselves:D you can’t imagine how happy i was. it was my first concert ever, and the fact that i got to experience it in that huuuge location with so so many other people, it was like a dream. i was pretty far away from the stage at the side, but it was perfect for me - i think the huge crowd would have overwhelmed me. i was completely enthralled by the huge setup, the stage aesthetics, the costume changes, just how big and well planned it all was. i ended up thinking all concerts were like this, but i remember my dad saying that artists usually don’t talk that much during concerts. but taylor told the stories behind her songs, universal experiences that people could relate to, inspirational messages she wanted to get out to her fans. she really cared so much about connecting with all of us. when she was in the love story cage thing flying around the arena she even waved in the direction of our seating area even though we were so far up!

my favorite song from speak now was always long live, and i had desperately wanted her to play the song for the entire night. i loved all the rest, obviously, but i was telling myself not to be disappointed if it would be cut out. but then, almost at the end, she did play it! you can imagine small!me standing there almost crying quietly singing along in a state of absolute happiness. the memory makes me tear up right now ahhh, it was such an amazing moment.

then came up the red era, and i remember staying up til super late to watch the announcement of the new album. the thing is...to make it short, red simply came too early for me. i was not ready, and not being able to fully comprehend and appreciate, the emotional maturity and sheer genius of the red album. i did not really like wanegbt at first. when red came out i did listen to it a lot and like it, but like i said, i could not fully appreciate it. hearing the general fandom discussions i feel like a lot of people had a similar experience, because red was such a leap from speak now in terms of the tone of the writing. im also gonna be honest here, i was influenced by the negative portrayal of taylor in the media that kinda reached its first peak back then, and even though i didnt buy into what they said about her because i knew better, it still influenced me like subconsciously, you know? i was also a bit sceptical at her direction towards pop music. so overall, i became a bit distanced from taylor. i felt like i needed to ‘outgrow’ her. a lot of it also had to do with the fact that it was my Edgy Phase where i thought being normal was a bad thing and i wanted to be as Special and Grownup as possible. (i think everyone has that cringeworthy phase sometime in their life but i hate remembering it:D).

but the thing is, i think i needed that kind of alienation to eventually realize that taylor had grown up just like i had, but that didn’t mean we had to grow apart. by the time 1989 was announced i had actually done a great leap in maturity and had outgrown this thing where you idealize celebrities, and was able to see taylor as a person, with flaws and insecurities like everyone else, and that this didnt diminish her incredible talent of what a kind and wonderful person she is.

i was not the biggest fan of 1989 itself (multiple reasons; i still liked it though, just didnt love it), but paradoxically, I felt closer to taylor again during the new era than during red. i kinda missed the red era now and regretted that i wasnt more involved when it was there (i still do). but i loved taylor’s new attitude, i was glad she had found happiness in independence and relying on herself. i loved the cat videos and the polaroids and the voice memos that gave insight into the creation of the songs. also, blank space was my jam and still is. since that ive been a huge fan of this super smart move of hers of taking all the things people throw at her and embodying it ironically. iconic!!

so since i was a bit more involved again (though clearly not as much as in my early swiftie days) i wanted to see the 1989 tour, and did! throughout the show i realized how much had changed, but also everything - the important things - that stayed the same (her interactions with the fans, the speeches, etc.) and i had tons of fun. it was like a giant party with strangers - which is obviously a very different feel to speak now, but loved it :D

i was worried that taylor would go into hiatus after 1989 because she always talked about how it was her best work yet, and it broke so many records and won so many awards, that i thought she might be scared she couldnt top it, and taylor always wants to top herself. i ended up being right, though the hiatus was more about all the drama and accusations because people just cant stop being awful. they cant take the idea of a smart talented woman who also shows vulnerability.

but ive been awaiting a new album all this time, because generally i thought taylor doing pop had so much potential, i just wasnt completely a fan of the general direction of 1989. however....i never would have imagined loving the album as much as i do. i wrote a separate review about it, but basically - i totally love how reputation is big and confident but also super up close, intimate and deep at the same time. it’s darker, but it’s a powerful and sensitive sort of dark at the same time, if that makes sense. i can totally vibe to the general mood of the album because i think i can relate it to how i feel about my life right now a lot. also loving how taylor has truly found a place of happiness and trust after having been let down by ...the world?...so harshly. i love the aesthetic of the magazines and the poems, just everything about this era.

so basically, this album has completely pulled me back again to stanning taylor, and i think it’s kinda beautiful how i’ve come ‘full circle’ and am now back to hyping her music again as i used to :) i connect some of my most life defining and most precious memories with taylor, and i am glad i somehow found back to her and her music as i start off my twenties.

im looking forward to getting involved in the fandom again so much, and i can’t wait to see what the next year has in store for us all :’)

#that definitely wasnt everything bc i have so much to say but #...hey #taylor swift #me #this is a huge ass post im sorry #storytime

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justthinkingofwaystoavoidbusses · 7 years

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You're Crazy

Hello! I was wondering if you could write a story where the reader is a part of Easy and she isn’t afraid of Speirs like some of the other men? they all think she’s crazy when she always accepts a cigarette when he offers them and they don’t know that behind closed doors or whenever they’re alone they’re actually really good friends? Thank ya💕 - anon

A/N- wow so I know I’ve been super duper inactive lately and I don’t have an excuse except that I’ve had zero motivation to write and when I do I focus it on my own stuff that isn’t imagines, I do plan on getting round to the rest eventually though ♡

A/N2- idk why or how reader is allowed in easy but sshhhhhh

A/N3- also gifs still wont work on my mobile app (they show up but not where I want, so I refuse to add them) so i apologise for the lack of gif, just picture a fluffy speirs EDIT: gif now added —

You’d been with Easy since the beginning, despite your fear of heights and falling to your death you had decided to be a paratrooper. It was the best decision of your life. The guys in easy were like no other, even the other paratrooper companies - maybe it was Sobel’s training, respect for Winters or sheer dumb luck that they matched up to form the toughest team in the airborne. Either way there was no other group of guys you would rather fight with.

The drop into Normandy was exhilarating and terrifying, you had landed with your rifle, and handful of ammo and a day’s worth of K rations; the rest had been lost with your leg bag. You made it to the assembly area with minimal enemy contact, you had been alone so it was easy to stay under the radar of the Germans. It also meant you moved quicker, you had been the first to arrive from easy company. A few other soldiers from other companies were dotted around but none that you recognised, until you came across Lieutenant Speirs. “Sir?” you approached him as he leaned against a haystack, “Would it be alright if I stuck with you for a while? I don’t know anyone else.”

Speirs looked you over, his face betraying nothing, “Alright, private,” he nodded.

You breathed a small sigh of relief and moved to relax against the haystack next to him. “How was your jump, sir?”

“Short,” he replied, puffing on his cigarette. He frowned a little in thought then pulled out the pack and held it out, “Smoke?”

You didn’t smoke much, but Speirs didn’t seem like the kind of guy you say no to. “Thanks,” you plucked one from the pack and lit it up, well aware that smokes would quickly become a precious commodity out here. You tried to ignore the taste and focus on the warming sensation in your lungs that soothed your nerves somewhat, the other guys would be fine.

“And your jump?” he asked.

“Short,” you parroted with a smirk, noting the upturn in the corner of his lips. The C-47s had been so low and so fast you barely had enough time to register the prop blast before your feet were touching the ground. “Come across any Germans?”

“A few.” He didn’t elaborate. “Command’s got about 5 or 6 POW’s down the road.”

You frowned, “We were told not to take any prisoners.”

Speirs nodded, “Mhm.”

The two of you smoked the rest of your cigarettes in silence, the first calm since you got word of the jump. The calm before the storm.

Before long Compton drifted into camp then soon after Liebgott, it was a great relief to see that at least some of your guys had made it. They sought you out quickly and Speirs drifted away into the barn serving as HQ, you watched him go with mild interest, Speirs seemed like someone you could trust and from what you could tell you had just formed something resembling companionship.

The landings could be heard overhead and more guys drifted in. A few more from easy but most from other companies, everyone was itching for a fight and to see some real action. After that Winters found camp with more familiar faces, Guarnere, Lipton, Toye and Malarkey. You were beyond glad that these would be the men by your side.

Winters led you all on an assault team to take out the German guns firing on the beach, you followed behind Winters through the trenches. Your heart lept into your throat when Malarkey ran out to try and get a luger. Toye almost lost his life to a grenade twice. Popeye got shot. Nothing could have prepared you for the constant spike of adrenaline but you pushed that to the back of your mind and focused on shooting your gun at the enemy.

Halfway through Speirs arrived with some dog company men and a resupply of ammo. “Mind if dog takes a shot at that next gun?” he asked Winters.

“Go ahead,” Winters gave his consent. Speirs nodded, flicking his eyes and noticing you there, he gave you a small nod as well before bounding out of the trenches as his men followed. You and easy watched with awe and horror as they ran, exposed, to the next gun as bullets licked their heels and only lost two men. Within minutes the next gun was down.

Soon their objective was complete and you were on your way back, adrenaline coursing through you and your spirits high as you remained unscathed from your first combat battle.

Back at camp, safe behind the lines, you were working off the high. Your stomach was empty and your hands were shaking, not from fear but from the comedown of all the stress in the past 24 hours. The other guys were walking round trying to dig up some food supplies and any ammo they could find, they would be moving into town soon.

Speirs walked over you and it took you a moment to notice his presence, “Smoke?” he held out his pack and you gratefully took one and lit it up. This seemed like it would become a bad habit rather quickly.

He lit his own and watched you inhale the first lungful of smoke, “Watch out for yourself,” was all he said before he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

You turned your head and caught sight of Malarkey looking at you with horror, “What?” you frowned.

“Are you crazy?”

“What?”

“Taking a smoke from Speirs?” he hissed.

“Yeah?” you still didn’t see the issue.

He pulled you to the side, eyes wide as he looked to make sure you were out of earshot, “When we were coming in we past a bunch of POW’s, I was walking away and walked last Speirs on his way in. I didn’t see it, but I heard the gunshots.”

You looked at him incredulously, “You’re saying Speirs shot the POW’s?”

Malarkey nodded eagerly, “I heard from some private that he handed out smokes first.” You took this with a pinch of salt, the boys were the biggest gossips you knew but you did remember Speirs mentioning the POW’s. It didn’t seem likely but it was possible, whether he did it or not didn’t matter - they weren’t allowed to take prisoners, they had to do something with them.

“Maybe,” you settled on which seemed to please him.

“C’mon, the guys are scrounging up something for me to cook for dinner,” he slung an arm around your shoulders as you walked to meet the others.

“God help us all,” you teased.

—

By now most of the company was back together. You were layed back with your hands behind your head and your eyes closed listening to the guys complain about the food and enjoy the downtime after taking Carentan.

“Berlin by Christmas that’s how I see it,” More said with confidence.

“Yeah, you’re full of it,” Malarkey countered.

It was a nice dream but the army’s plans rarely went well.

“Oh god this kraut cheese- it stinks!” Muck struggled to find an adequate word for how bad it tasted.

“So don’t eat the cheese,” you cut in without opening your eyes.

“Bread’s stale too,” Penkala added mournfully, the bread you had been able to stomach but the cheese had been a step too far.

Muck reached over you, “Gimme that.” You opened your eyes and squinted in the sun that beat down across the courtyard.

“Yessir, the way we came into town and took over?” More continued as if the others hadn’t gone off on one, “You know it don’t seem like Jerry got much fight left in ‘em.”

“Hey More, don’t get hit in the face when Jerry throws in the sponge, alright?” Malarkey teased. You noticed Blithe had been silent for the whole ordeal, he was in some state of shock it was clear to see and you just hoped it didn’t get him killed.

More shook his head, “You mark my words, Mal; Berlin by Christmas,” he insisted.

“Enjoy it while it lasts,” Speirs appeared out of nowhere, startling even you. “We’ll be moving out soon.”

“Out of town, lieutenant? Already?” More asked and you slumped your shoulders, it had been constant movement for days.

Speirs nodded, “That’s right,” he replied flatly, giving you a small nod as he moved.

“Don’t they know we’re just getting settled here?” More grouched, Speirs turned back to look but said nothing and soon walked away again.

Muck threw his bread at More, “Nice going, groucho.”

“What?”

“Real smart. You know, you’re taking your life in your own hands. Ain’t that right?” Muck nudged Don.

“I told you, I didn’t actually see it.”

You rolled your eyes, back to the POW story.

“What, Speirs shooting those prisoners or the sergeant in his own platoon?” Penkala asked, grabbing everyone’s attention. Even you sat upright at this new piece of gossip.

“Sergeant!?”

“What! I didn’t hear that!”

“Wait, wait, shot one of his own guys?”

Penkala nodded, “Well, supposedly this guy was drunk and refused to go on a patrol. Who knows if it’s true..”

It probably wasn’t. You didn’t know Speirs well, had only shared a few smokes, but you didn’t think he would shoot his own guy (at least not without good reason).

“Well I know a guy, who said an eyewitness told him Speirs hosed those prisoners.”

“Why? What for?” Blithe asked, startling you a little.

“On D-Day. Speirs comes across this group of kraut prisoners, digging a hole or some such, under guard and all,” Muck dived in, even if you didn’t believe the hype you could admit he was one he was one hell of a story teller. “He breaks out a pack of smokes, passes them out. He even gives them a light. Then, all of a sudden, he swings up his Thomson and,” Muck made a noise of a gun being fired rapidly, “He hoses them. I mean, goddamn he gives them smokes first!?” he cried.

“You see that’s why I don’t believe he did it,” Muck settled back, you were inclined to agree.

Malarkey shot him a look, “Oh you don’t believe it?”

“I heard he didn’t do it,” Penkala offered.

“No, no, it was him alright,” More countered, “But it was more than eight guys. More like 20.”

You knew that tidbit of information was wrong, Speirs had said himself before this all apparently took place that there were 5 to 6 POWs. You didn’t speak up, you let the guys have their fun gossiping.

“Hell of a shot.”

“All except one guy, who he left alone.”

At this you snorted, “Yeah. Sure.”

“What you don’t think he did it?” More asked.

“Course she doesn’t,” Malarkey piped up, “She’s taken smokes from Speirs before.”

The guys rounded on you, firing question after question over each other. “He offered his smokes, I’m hardly gonna turn that down,” you defended. “Look, I don’t know what the rumours say but he doesn’t seem all that bad.”

They looked at you like you’d sprouted a second head.

“Well all I know, he took that last 105 on D-Day all by himself, running through MG fire like a maniac.”

“Now that I did see,” Malarkey clarified and you nodded in agreement.

They kept talking but you tuned them out, trying to rest your eyes as much as possible before you got called out. Your eyes were shut barely a minute when you got the call to assemble, you were on the move again.

—

You didn’t see Speirs much after that, the different companies and difference in rank kept the two of you apart most of the time.

When you were eventually pulled off the line and back to England you had almost forgotten the smokes you had shared amongst the chaos of battle. You were promoted to sergeant which made you feel elated, it was more responsibility and you’d have to deal with replacements when they arrived but you didn’t care.

You were billeted with an older couple back in England, the street was small and quaint but what was shocking was that Speirs was billeted in the house next door. Now you ran into each other frequently, it became a kind of ritual to go outside and share a smoke in the evenings. You had been right, smoking had become a bad habit of yours.

The first few nights neither of you said much but soon you began to divulge more. Talk of home, letters, the battles you had taken part in so far, where you thought you would be sent next. It was odd friendship but you got on with Speirs spectacularly, it was a shame he wasn’t in easy company.

Word of your friendship didn’t get loose, it wasn’t forbidden but as the rumours about Speirs escalated, and you realised he privately enjoyed such things, you realised that letting on that he had something akin to a soft side wouldn’t win you any favours.

—

Bastogne was the coldest place you had been. Thick snow covered the ground and thick fog made it impossible to see more than a few feet in front of you. You had seen more friends did here than in the whole war so far.

You, Perconte, Christenson and a replacement named Webb had been ordered to stay in this position for another day before you caught up with the rest of the company. Behind you the guys were gossiping again, there was little else to do round here, you steadily ignored them and focused on organising the supplies you had been left with. The rest of the guys were walking past you to occupy their new position.

“Good luck ladies,” Guarnere taunted, winking at you.

“Been nice knowing you,” Toye chipped in.

“Wouldn’t drink too much if I were you.”

“Hey be careful if he offers you a cigarette.” You resisted the urge to roll your eyes, you had heard this story a thousand times in a thousand different ways.

“Who?” Webb asked in confusion.

“Lieutenant Speirs,” Christenson clarified. “The stories about Speirs are probably bullshit anyway.”

You hummed in agreement.

“What stories?” Webb asked looking between you all like a dog with a bone. “What stories?”

“Well, supposedly Speirs shot one of his own men for being drunk,” Perconte supplied.

That was partially true, but having heard that story straight from Speirs you knew it had been in self defence. He had also sworn you to secrecy on that. He definitely enjoyed the guys shitting their pants when he spoke to them.

“You’re kidding, that’s unbelievable!”

“It’s true,” you piped up quietly with a small smirk, not glancing up from your supplies, it was always a bit of fun to add fuel to this fire.

“Yeah and there’s another story about him giving cigarettes to 20 German POW’s, before killing them,” Christensen told the other story.

“He shot 20 POW’s!?”

Perconte nodded, “Actually, I heard it was more like thirty.”

You barely contained an eye roll at that.

“Christensen.” A voice called put from the fog as Speirs emerged, his voice flat and his face blank but he had no doubt heard the whole conversation.

“Lieutenant Speirs,” Christenson greeted, his whole body rigid.

Speirs crouched at the edge of their foxhole almost casually, “I got the name right, didn’t I? Christenson?”

“Yes, sir,” Christenson gulped.

You turned round to watch, the three men in front of you tense with fear. None of them were looking at you so you let an amused smirk slip onto your face as you watched, Speirs met your eyes for a split second and you were sure you were the only one who could see the amusement in them.

“What are you men doing out here?” Speirs asked, eyes boring back into Christenson.

“We’re watching the line, sir.”

Speirs nodded, pretending to mull this information over to prolong the torture. “Keep up the good work. While you’re at it you might want to reinforce your cover.”

“Told you,” you muttered under your breath but the guys paid no attention.

“Oh, actually sir, Lieutenant Dike said not to bother. That we’re only gonna be here one day,” Perconte jumped in.

You rolled your eyes at the mention of Dike, one day was enough for the Germans to shell the area and without reinforcements the risk of getting hit was even higher.

“Lieutenant Dike said that, huh?” he briefly met your gaze again, you had spent many a night complaining about Dike’s leadership when he first became CO and had you all marching textbook drills each day. “Then forget what I said. Carry on,” he stood up and the boys relaxed a bit.

“Oh,” he turned back like he had forgotten something and they tensed again, “Anyone care for a smoke?”

Their eyes widened and you could barely choke back your laughter. “You?” he asked Webb who looked scared shitless. He had definitely overheard them earlier.

“Don’t mind if I do, sir,” you replied casually, reaching past Perconte who was furiously brushing his teeth to pluck a smoke from the pack. “Thanks,” you nodded at him as you lit it up, sharing an unnoticeable smile with him before he walked off into the fog.

Christenson was staring at you wide eyed. “What?” you asked around your smoke.

“You- you just took it,” he spluttered.

“You’re crazy,” Perconte shook his head.

Webb said nothing, still quaking in his boots a little from his first interaction with the infamous Speirs.

“Hell, I knew you had a death wish signing up for this but Speirs?” Christenson shook his head in disbelief, “Something is definately loose in your head.”

Perconte nodded in agreement.

You smirked, “This is coming from the men who have jumped out of two perfectly good airplanes?” You shrugged, “Whatever you say boys.”

—

Never had you been more thankful than when Speirs came sprinting across that field to relieve Dike. Usually you were terrified when your friends nearly died but when Speirs ran across Foy you could only feel awe, something in your gut told you he would make it out alive. Which he did.

You didn’t have any time to talk to your new CO when you took Noville and Rachamps. The church pews were the comfiest bed you’d had in over a month, with the soft singing of the choir you were soon on your way to sleep.

Vaguely you were aware of Speirs sitting next to you, his presence a familiar feeling after all those nights in Aldbourne. You were too tired to open your eyes and actually engage in conversation with your friend.

“What is it?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Lipton replied.

“Well, I better get these back to battalion before they disappear,” Speirs stood up and you mourned the loss of warmth from your side. “You wanna ask me, don’t you.”

Ah, so it would seem even First Sergeant Lipton wasn’t even immune to speculation on certain officers.

“Ask you what, sir?” Lipton played dumb.

“You want to know if the stories are true or not. You ever notice with those stories that everyone says they heard it from someone who was there but if you were to ask that person then they heard it from someone who was there.” Speirs began talking about Romans and your mind was too tired to make sense of it but understood the sentiment - people have always loved to gossip.

“Well maybe they kept talking about it because they never heard Tertius deny it.”

“Maybe that’s because Tertius knew there was some value in having the men think he was the meanest, toughest son of a bitch in the entire Roman legion.” This confirmed your theory that he definitely did enjoy those rumours spreading.

“Sir? These men really aren’t concerned about those stories. I don’t think Y/N ever was,” Lipton chuckled quietly.

You could feel the gaze of both men but your eyes remained firmly shut.

Speirs gave a small smile, “Of course not. She knows I’d never kill a friend.”

It warmed your heart to hear Speirs admit you were friends out loud.

Lipton wasn’t shocked at the news, he’d guessed as much, though he was shocked to hear Speirs say it.

“What I’m trying to say sir, is these men are just glad to have you as our CO. They’re glad to have a good leader again.”

Exhaustion took you over and you fell asleep to Speirs’ soft voice as he spoke of everything Lip did for you all in Bastogne. The last thing you heard was he was being promoted to Lieutenant, you made a mental note to congratulate him when he woke up.

—

After Speirs became CO it was easier to see each other but it was hard to catch him at a time he wasn’t busy as captain or you weren’t busy with your squad.

Still, whenever you both had free time you took it to share some smokes. The guys still thought you were risking your life but the fear of Speirs had settled somewhat since he became your CO. They just thought you were a thrill seeker rather than just friends with the Captain, that worked just as well for you as a captain and sergeant weren’t exactly supposed to be friends.

—

The war was over. VE day.

There was still Japan which you would most likely get roped into, you had 80 points. But for now you were content to enjoy these celebratory days in Germany interspersed with basic training as you pushed an upcoming drop from your mind.

“Smoking without me?”

You looked over your shoulder and found Speirs coming out of the hotel he was staying in. Wordlessly you held out your pack for him to pluck one from. “When do you think we’ll make a jump on Japan?”

“I don’t know. 13th airborne are going straight away. Winters applied for a transfer, Nixon too.”

Your eyes widened, “Did it go through?” Winters may be a major now but easy company still needed him.

“I don’t think so,” Speirs shook his head and you sighed a little in relief.

You took a long drag of your smoke, “I have 80 points. Looks like I’ll be jumping in on Japan with all the replacements we’ve got in.”

Speirs nodded, “I have enough to go home.”

You froze.

You couldn’t imagine Speirs not going with you. It was entirely selfish and while the reasonable part of your brain told you to be happy that he could get away from it all the other half of you knew that the future looked grim if you, if the company, lost Speirs as its CO.

“I’ll be staying.”

Your entire body sagged in relief and you inhaled another lungful of smoke. “I’m glad.”

—

You were off to the sidelines watching the game, you had been batted out pretty soon in the game but you were more than happy to watch. Compton had returned to see you all, the distant look gone from his eyes, the boys were smiles all round. You were elated to see everyone so happy, particularly after Bastogne, you only hoped it last.

“Easy company! School circle!”

You ran over to join the men as they gathered in front of Major Winters who told you that the war in Japan was over. There would be no drop on Japan. No more death. No more battles. It was all officially over and you could all go home, points be damned.

The news shocked everyone into silence until laughs of joy began to break out, you were swept into hugs and handshakes. You even hugged Speirs but you didn’t think anyone noticed in all the commotion.

You were going home.

—

Speirs continued in the army to go career, that wasn’t something you ever wanted to do but you supported his decision. He was your best friend after all.

You kept in contact through letters, he fought in Korea and in 1958 he returned to Germany to be a governor of a prison. Though you didn’t see each other as often as you would have liked that bond still remained, you were ever grateful that you had asked to stick with him and shared a smoke all that time ago on D-Day.

***

A/N- this was pretty fun to write but I didn’t really know how to end it soooo. Anyway, hoped you enjoyed it, requests are still closed for the time being, sorry ♡

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Jhype fic part 2

A/N hey guys some of you seemed to like the jhype fic/imagine so I decided to continue it give me some feed back on it

Pairing jhype and reader

Warnings none it’s pretty fluffy

RIIIIING!! I hear the phone go off next me waking me up. Suddenly I remember everything that happened last night. I look to my left and see Jhype still asleep next you me he look so peaceful and adorable. RIIIING!! The phone goes again and I hurry and pick it up . “Hello.” I answer “Hi yes miss y/ln.” “This is she.” “I was just calling to let you know Mr.Carter left something for you at the front desk.” The woman on the other side of the phone says. “Thanks for letting me know.” I say and with that I hang up and slide out of bed carefully not to disturb Jhype. I quickly get dressed and do some simple makeup and write a note incase he wakes while I’m gone.

Hey Jhype I’m downstairs getting some coffee and going to pick up something Nick left downstairs for me be back soon ❤️

I head down to the front desk to see what nicks left for me. “Hi Helen.” I say to the woman behind the desk I’ve come to know her in these last two months living here. “Hello sweetheart, your uncle left this for you.” She says and hands me a large yellow envelope. “Thanks.” I say as I head towards the breakfast area to grab coffee for jhype and I. I quickly fill to cups and go back to the elevator hoping to get back before jhype wakes.

*****************

“Hey I just saw you note.” Jhype says with a yawn as I walk back in my room dear Lord his just gotten up voice is insanely adorable. “Yeah I got you some coffee.” I say and place the cup on the night stand next to him “Thanks that was sweet of you. What’s up with the giant envelope?” He asks “Not sure Uncle Nick left it for me I think it may have to do with the promotion the shows given me.” “You’ve got a promotion?” He asks surprised and smiles “That’s amazing y/n what are you gonna be doing?” “Well Uncle Nick said basically consulting the production team on teenage girls.” I say opening the envelope “Guess we’re gonna find out now.” I say seeing it packet of papers inside has abcs offices official stamp. I read through and papers and see that not only will I be consulting the production team but I am officially on the production team. I also get my own office I can’t believe this has been an actual dream of mine. “I’m on the production team.” I tell Jhype in shock “Oh my God y/n that’s amazing I’m so happy for you he says and stands up to give me a hug. This is such a perfect moment I take a second to Thank God. "Well it’s 9:00 and I have to make sure all you boys are ready to go to rehearsals by 9:30 so I’m gonna make my rounds and you need to get back to your room.” “Yeah I’m gonna get going but I wanted to know if 8:00 is cool for tonight?” “Yeah perfect I’ll meet you down stairs at 8:00.” I tell him with a smile ****************

It’s about 10:30 I’ve made sure all the boys are at rehearsal. I stood longer than necessary to watch Jhype’s group rehearse. Now I’m on my way to the studio to meet uncle Nick, he said he’d be meeting me at 10:45 to show me my new office and be there to see my sign the contract he had given me this morning. I get there just in time and see him waiting “I’m so proud of you kid come this way.” He says and leads me down a hallway I follow him to a door that has MY NAME on the front. I try not so scream I’m so excited but wanna show him I’m mature and professional. I’m actually losing me shit how many 16 year old girls get to be on a production team. He opens the door and the inside is so beautiful I can’t believe it’s mine. There’s a giant sleek looking desk with a new computer, a giant book shelf and a huge picture window everything is super modern looking. There’s a lot of greys and silvers and white and it’s awesome.

Uncle Nick sees my face which must have a ridiculous expression on it and laughs “It’s your kid just sign the contract and it’s yours.” He says and I pull the envelope out of my bag. “Okay you get everything your agreeing to right y/n ? You’ve read and understand it all right?” He asks me “Yeah I get it if I spill anything to the internet ahead of schedule abc will be head me game of thrones style.” I say and laugh. “That’s the gist of it.” He says and hands me a pen from the cup of them on my new desk. I sit down turn to the last page then take the pen and sign my name with a happiness signing my name has never given me. “Okay its official first meeting is tomorrow afternoon kid.” He says after I finish. “ I’m really happy you get to have this experience y/n your gonna do great in this industry I can se it already and I vouched for you with these people so prove me to be right kid okay?” He says with a wink.

************* It’s 7:45 and I’m losing my shit. You’d think I’d be not that nervous being it is that the guy who I’m going on a date with slept in my room last night but it isn’t so. I’m not sure where it is we’re going but J sent me a text earlier saying to wear something fancy. So I’m really nervous and excited I’m wearing a black dress and pair of heels I hope I’m dressed right for wherever we’ll be.

By the time I finish my makeup and do a check over my hair it’s 7:58 so I head downstairs.

**************** I walk out the elevator and see Jhype waiting he looks amazing he’s wearing a maroon colored suit.

“Y/n you look stunning.” He says with that deep voice of his taking me in form head to toe. “You look really good to J.” I say and kiss his cheek. “So where are we going ?” I ask “Its a surprise.” He says and takes my hand and starts to lead me out the front of the hotel. When we get outside there’s a black limo parked out front “That’s for us.” He says and smiles then opens the door. “Are you serious?” I ask. He laughs “Yeah I wanted this night to be nice.” He responds and I slide in the limo it’s beautiful inside. “You didn’t need to do all this jay I’d have been chill with anything.” I tell him “Your important to me I want tonight to be important and rememberable.” He says as he gets in and takes the seat next to me. “Your a really good guy J . No matter what tonight would have been important and rememberable to me because it’s with you. Truth be told I’ve been into since the beginning of the show.” “I liked you to from the day we met your so mature and handle your job so well. We don’t make it easy on you your so young and determined and professional, it’s really inspiring to me, especially being in this competition.” He says and grabs my hand and then places a kiss on my cheek. “You’re gonna do so great with this new position y/n I know it.” “Your one of the most sincere, kind guys I’ve ever met J and you show that on stage I find you quite inspiring as well.”

************** “No way.” I say as we approach the restaurant because it’s a ridiculously fancy ridiculously expensive place I’ve been wanting to come to for weeks. Uncle Nick and the architects always come here to have dinner and discuss things about the boys and the show “How’d you know I wanted to come here?” I ask J I hadn’t mentioned it “I heard you telling Nick the last time they all came here that it wasn’t fair it was an architects only thing, and that he owed you a meal. So I figured I’d save him the trip. Besides won’t it be more fun if it’s us two?” “You’re amazing Jhype.” I tell him as we walk in he goes to the front desk of the restaurant “I had reservations for 2 at 8:15 for Jhype.” He tells the woman behind the desk. “Oh yes right this way Mr. uhhhh Hype?” She says as she stands and J laughs and we follow her to our table and take our seats. The table is lit by candles and it’s a beautiful place like just being there makes me feel classy

“So is it what you expected.” J asks me “Even prettier and more romantic I’m so happy I didn’t come here with uncle Nick.” I say and giggle. A server comes to the table and takes our drink order and tells us the specials. “So what made you want do behind the scenes work like most young people want to be on screen or in the lime light.” He says with air quotes “You’re different though you want to make sure what’s on screen is worth watching that’s so dope.” “Well you pretty much answered your question I want to make sure what’s on screen is worth watching. That it’s interesting and entertaining that captures the audience. That’s why I’m so excited about this new job I can consult and give my input and hopefully influence the show in a way that the fans will like.” “Your perspective is gonna be so important like your opinions and ideas can really make a difference.” He says and then the waiter brings out drinks. “What can I bring the two of you lovely young people tonight.” He asks, and we order our food and with that he’s gone “Your so beautiful y/n.” J says looking at me “Ehhh don’t be fooled anyone looks good in this lighting.” I joke and point to the candle in front of me. “No I mean it your beautiful all the time and your sweet and so smart I’m lucky to get to have time with you. The last few months have been such a blessing and your apart of that. I know this sounds kinda cheesy but would you be my girlfriend?” He says and even in the dim lighting I can see him blush and then he looks down I can tell it took a lot for him to say that. “Why Jay Gilbert Id love to be your girlfriend.” I tell him wearing probably the biggest smile I’ve ever wore. Soon our food comes and everything is amazing. It’s been one of the best nights I’ve had I’m starting realize that every night with him feels that way. *************** We’ve left the restaurant and the limo has brought us to Hollywood blvd as long as I’ve been in L.A. I haven’t came I mentioned it a few days ago and jhype remembered and decided to bring me “Let’s get ice cream.” He says and we walk towards the ice cream place to our right. “What would you like baby doll?” Jhype asks and my heart beat quickens at the term of endearment. We order our ice cream and the guy working there hands it to us with a smile. We continue walking down Hollywood blvd we stop at a few stars on the walk of fame. We take pictures and laugh a lot and it all feels like a dream.

*****************

We’re walking back into the hotel and I’m feeling pure bliss everything feels so right. “Walk me to my room?” I ask him “Of course.” He smiles and we head upstairs . “Tonight was one of the best nights I’ve ever had Jhype i really mean that it was the most incredible first date.” “I’m really glad you feel that way y/n I feel the same way it was better than I expected.” He tells me as we enter my room. “I’m gonna change you can have a seat if you want.” I say and go to my suit case to find something more comfortable to wear. This is when I discover I have no pajamas that are sexy or will make me seem attractive so I settle on a tank top and pair of shorts. And head to the bathroom to change and take off my makeup. “You really do look good in anything.” Jhype says and stands up soon he had me by the waist and is kissing my neck, it sends shivers through my whole body. “Is this okay?” Jhype pulls away and asks . “Definitely.” I tell him and he resumes kissing my neck and down to my collar bones his mouth is like electricity moving over my skin. He comes up and places his lips to mine they’re warm and he tastes like ice cream and smells like soap and cologne and so distinctively boy it’s intoxicating I could kiss and taste and smell him forever. J takes a step away and removes his jacket then we resume kissing and I let my hands go to his waist where his shirt is tacked in his pants and I pull it out and tug at the hem. He understands and steps away then unbuttons it, his hands find the hem of my shirt and I nod permission as he looks to me and soon our bodies and lips are pressed hard against each others like our lives depend on it which in the moment it feels like they do because dear God this boys mouth is giving me life. He deepens the kiss and o struggle not let out a moan but fail. I press my hips to his and he lets out a moan of his own. We continue on like this for a while and I want more and more. Jhype pulls away and looks at me “God your wonderful, but I think we should cool down for the moment I don’t want you doing anything you don’t want cause we’re wrapped up in the moment.” He says pulls on his shirt and grabs his jacket “I’m gonna say goodnight boo” He says and places another kiss to my lips. “Goodnight J.”

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