#lolol sibling relationships are actually so fun to write

[eliasiis]

SINCE REQUESTS ARE OPEN ragbros with Lee Kaeya please-

oh my god this was so fun to write. first of all i am SO ler for kaeya like it's crazy. secondly. writing ragbros is so fun their dynamic if they were friends again is so fun to think about i love to read like... different interpretations of ragbros friendships but i stand by a mutual friendship of teasy bickering ok its just. chefs kiss mwah

reunited

ragbros <333

word count: 1.4k

It hasn't been too long since Kaeya and Diluc... Reunited, for lack of a better word.

It's a very tentative sort of reunited- The kind where they're both afraid to say something that'll set the other off, or maybe they'll say something they don't mean and it'll shatter everything.

But that hasn't happened yet. They're careful around each other. They're cautious, walking on eggshells that if they think about it rationally, aren't really there.

But it's nice to... Get along again. If Kaeya sees Diluc in Mondstadt he has the privilege to actually have a conversation with him rather than pretend he never saw him at all.

Now, though, Kaeya leisurely strolls into Angel's Share. After hours, of course.

Diluc barely glances at the door before he speaks. "We're closed... Oh, it's you." If Kaeya weren't paying attention, he wouldn't have noticed the small upwards quirk of Diluc's lips. He makes himself comfortable on the stool near the bar, right across from his brother.

Kaeya does his usual smirk, leaning his elbows on the bar with his hands clasped beneath his chin. "If you're closed, you should lock your doors, don't you think?" He asks.

Rolling his eyes, Diluc crosses his arms. "Forgive me for that. What'll it be?" He asks, casually setting his hands down on the bar. It really wouldn't usually mean anything, but Diluc acting so casual even with Kaeya's presence around makes Kaeya so much happier than it should.

"Mmm.... Surprise me," He says, lazily tapping a finger on the cold, wood surface.

"What makes you believe I won't just give you grape juice?" Diluc teases, yet turns around and starts making one of those unbelievably delightful concoctions of his. God, they're good.

"You wouldn't do that to your poor brother, would you?" Kaeya says, starting with his damn puppy eyes- Diluc wasn't even planning to actually give him grape juice, but he averts his eyes anyway. Those eyes could make the most stone-hearted man crumble.

He presents Kaeya with a drink. It's pretty, that's for sure. Two colors layer over each-other, a peachy orange at the top and a nice, light pink at the bottom.

"Well, what is it?" He asks, swirling the drink around a bit. The colors mix a bit more. It's almost... entrancing.

"You said to surprise you. Try it yourself," Diluc says. He matches Kaeya's tapping on the bar, but his seems a bit more impatient, like he's waiting for Kaeya to try it. He knows his drinks are good, but he also knows that he knows Kaeya's preferences and this is a little... Different. On the topic of walking on eggshells, even this feels like one of them. Like making a drink he doesn't like could be...

(He doesn't use the word betrayal anymore. Not when it comes to Kaeya.)

"Mmm! Oh, Diluc, your skills never fail to amaze me." Kaeya takes leisurely sips of his drink, leaning forward on the counter. The comment is genuine, but his tone is playfully teasing.

"Is that so? I seem to remember you talking with Rosaria the other day... Hmm... About how you just can't stand a certain drink I make." Diluc remarks, making the most unamused expression he can muster- Which is to say, he still looks pretty amused.

Kaeya gasps, as if in offense. "Have you been eavesdropping on me? For shame, 'Luc. I should've known you'd do something like that." He shakes his head in disapproval. Diluc comes around the bar to sit on the stool beside his brother.

"You're always sitting right in front of me. Was I supposed to tune you out?" He asks, punctuating his remark with a gentle poke to Kaeya's side, just thinking it'd be a casual sort of contact- Something to shorten the distance between them just a little more, but he's surprised when Kaeya squeaks and bats his hand away, trying to cover it up with a cough.

"Kaeya... You're still ticklish?" He can't help but ask, letting his small smirk grow into a sort of fond smile mixed with something more teasing.

"I- Well, it's- Are you?" Kaeya's attempt to turn the attention off of himself is a total failure, and to save it he tries to retaliate with a poke to Diluc's side instead. This fails as well, when Diluc catches Kaeya's wrist in his hand before he can make it.

"Answer the question, Kaeya."

"...No, I don't think I will."

"Well, I can just find out myself then." Before Kaeya can make any attempt to run away or deflect, Diluc already has two hands squeezing at his sides, thumbs massaging into his skin over the thin material of his shirt.

"W-Wait! Nohohoho fahahahair! 'Luc, You bahahastard!" Kaeya squeals, covering his smile with one gloved hand and desperately pushing at Diluc's shoulder with the other.

"Are you in any position to be insulting me, Kaeya? For shame." He mimics Kaeya's earlier words right back to him, climbing up to scribble his fingers under his arms, to which Kaeya reacts with a high-pitched squeal and howling cackles. He slams his arms down as tight as he possibly can, still squirming about. "You'll fall off the stool if you do that," Diluc comments, still chuckling.

When Kaeya looks Diluc in the eye, he detects such a soft fondness that he has to look away. His squirming becomes significantly less because he wants to get away and more because he can't help it. "Oh, shuhut uhuhup! Nohoho, Luc, Not thehehere-!! AACK-!!"

He feels the lightest poke to his hips and Kaeya screeches. The only thing he can think to do is retaliate. He knows somewhere Diluc used to be incredibly ticklish and can only hope that he still is.

Grabbing at Diluc's ribs, Kaeya gasps with relief and curls up in his seat when Diluc flinches away.

"...I'll make you regret that, Kaeya."

Kaeya jumps out of his seat, holding his hands up in front of him as if that'll save him.

"Waitwaitwaitwait- 'Luc, H-Hold on, you don't want to do this!"

"Is that a threat?"

"I- What?!"

"Lost your wit, Kaeya?"

Diluc inches closer with a dangerous look in his eyes. If Kaeya's good at anything, it's running. He darts up the stairs with a silly, unrepressable grin on his face. His legs feel like jelly and he's almost bursting with a giddy energy as he hears Diluc's quick footsteps following him.

Before he can turn the corner, Diluc's dashed in front of him and he's just run straight into his brother, causing a domino effect. They both fall straight to the floor.

Kaeya can't help it, he rolls onto his side and doubles over laughing, because how can they still be so childishly stupid?

He cracks his eye open to look at Diluc, and he notices that they're both laughing. Diluc's covering his eyes with one hand, and his laugh is still so bouncy and happy, just as it was when they were kids. Only, now it has a more mature, rich sound to it. Kaeya rolls onto his back again, panting.

"We're not done here," Diluc says. He has an evil smile on his face and Kaeya does try to get up to run away again but his legs are jelly and he just flops back downward.

Diluc grabs his hips and starts clawing and Kaeya can't even think. The ticklish feeling is both delightfully silly and unbearably intense and he cannot believe this is happening right now. "N-No! Fuhuhuck! Oh, Archons, EEK-!! Dihihiluc! Stahahap, I can't! I cahahan't!!"

"Wow. You're usually a lot more cocky than that. Apologize." Diluc massages his fingers into Kaeya's hip-bones and he involuntary bucks, smacking at Diluc's hands to no avail.

"For Whaahahahat?!? I dihihidn't-!" Before he can finish his sentence, Diluc moves his one hand to scribble under his arms while the other stays at his hips and he just gives in, shrieking and bucking and trying to escape the hands of his evil brother. "I'M SORRY! I'm sohohohorry!" He apologizes without even knowing what he's apologizing for, but before he can even react, Diluc's hands have stilled and he's already standing.

Panting like an idiot on the floor, Kaeya glares at Diluc. As much as he can with that grin still plastered to his face, anyway. "Why? Explain what your goal was just now."

Diluc mockingly hums, as if really thinking about it. "I felt like it. You were apologizing for insulting my drink, by the way."

"Hmph. Well, maybe you should've taken my advice."

"Maybe you should watch your mouth before we go through all that again."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"I definitely would."

Kaeya rolls his eyes, playfully punching Diluc's arm and flinching when he receives an evil glare in return.

He missed this.

#lolol sibling relationships are actually so fun to write #lee kaeya #ler diluc #kaeya #diluc #tickle fic #my fics #genshin impact

[sabinanotfound]

mcyts + best friend's sister

cast: dreamwastaken, georgenotfound, sapnap, karl jacobs, quackity and tommyinnit

cw: none :)

a/n: I'm sorry, this one's fem! reader it was just easier for me to write like this :((

dreamwastaken

Dream and your sibling were friends since they were pre-schoolers 

So it’s natural that over time they became best friends

And also that dream had started spending much more time at your house 

He was like that one cool, friendly and nice friend

And almost instantly you were drawn to him

But being the younger sibling you never really got a chance to get closer to dream

And also because you were very shy 

As you grew older you never lost feelings

And you started becoming less shy

Sometimes joining dream and your sibling to play video games 

It was fun, and unknowingly to you, dream had started to reciprocate your feelings

One day he just goes for it

“y/n… so this is going to be slightly awkward because before I only thought of you as a little sister… but I think my feeling are morphing into something else. I just thought, would you like to go out with me?” 

You are ecstatic and although your sibling is a little overprotective at first, they are happy you chose to be with someone like dream

georgenotfound

to be fair, he started liking you as soon as he met you. 

Him and your sibling were classmates that eventually became best friends

So, you started seeing George more and more often

You were very shy to even strike up a conversation

George thinks it’s cute though

The way your neck heats up and a blush creeps up your face when he talks to you

With a sudden surge of confidence, he just spills his feelings

“hey, y/n… I kind of like you… and I think you do too- so um- I thought we could go on a date sometime?” 

Stumbles 10 times while saying that

But you very very shyly nod and agree

On inside you are just bursting with happiness

sapnap

at first you only see him as an older brother

bc he totally gives those vibes

but then you start seeing him as more

you love how he never leaves you out because you're the 'little sister'

quite the opposite actually he is often the one who suggests you hang out with them

(your older sibling sometimes protests)

when sapnap realises, he is just "no, she is off limits, she's my best friend's sister, no." but he can't help it lolol

kind of becomes a little distant

causing you to inquire him about it one day

"hey sap... is everything okay? you look distant lately." and he just goes bright red

"i think it's because i have feelings for you."

he blurts it out with a sheepish smile and and awkward neck scratching.

karl jacobs

i think he'd be the nicest of them all

always bringing you cute little stuff when he comes over

"hi [your sibling's name]!" he would turn to you and politely greet you too "hi y/n! oh here, i brought you a little something."

you would typically miss the light blush on his face, so carried away in your own flustered state.

if he hears that your friends bailed on some plans, he would suggest you go out with him and your sibling.

so giggly around you hehe <3

i think he would confess with a little note he would stuff in a candy bar

"roses are red, violets are blue, i kinda like you <3" you'd be a hot, smiling mess

and write one back

quackity

although he is a loud persona in general, it's like someone turned on silent mode in this man when he is around you

also becomes clumsity™

once broke your mom's vase because you were around and had to apologise to her around 1000 times

when you greet him he just goes bright pink and whispers a 'hello' back

he loves when you open the door to him in your house attire and a messy bun

you don't even realise the effect you have on him

i think you would be the first one to confess that you have a crush on him

because this man can't even open his mouth around you

your sibling teases alex so much about it

but is very supportive of your relationship

tommyinnit

so loud around you istg all he wants is your attention

fake mean to you

if you take it seriously he feels so guilty

apologies apologies apologies

ruffles your hair at all times

trying to hide his feelings but to be fair it's clear to everyone

except you, of course hahah

i think your sibling would be the one to accidentally let it slip

bc they've known for a while now haha

so you're very flustered and happy he feels the same way

and you just end up asking him out lol

#dsmp #dream smp #mcyt #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap #sapnap x reader #karl jacobs #karl jacobs x reader #quackity #quackity x reader #tommyinnit #tommyinnit x reader

[daylander1000]

I don’t want to say that I disagree with the last anon (I don’t, i want that fluff too 😭) but I think what’s happening is very much in line with what we’ve seen of their relationship before in your fic. As kids, they kind of always verbally kept each other at arms’ length and even at such young ages (which wow. absolutely wild how the world had hurt them so young that walls started coming up at 8 and 9 years old) It’s understandable that at 16-18 they wouldn’t be the most talkative in that regards. I think Aemond’s POV (which their first meeting mostly was in) shows just how deeply insecure he really is, and how he truly held onto Rhaena as the only thing he could’ve ever really relied on to make him feel okay, while Rhaena, while I won’t say she’s completely moved on or anything, has understood and accepted change. To me, they seem like that whole “If I loved you less, i might be able to talk about it more.” or saving all the reverent stares and lovesick smiles for when the other looks away IDK sorry for rambling i just have so many thots

Lolol, no need to apologize. We all want the fluff. Sometimes I'm sitting writing and reminding myself "Hey, come on, keep this fun."

For me, it's not that she's moved on from their friendship but she's moved on from the idea of looking to Aemond (and his mum) to "rescue" her because she's at a point where she fully appreciates the danger and risk of being on the wrong side of her father.

While Aemond was studying the sword, she was getting a 7(?)-year post grad certificate in Daemyra Behavioral Psychology. She's seen firsthand how her mother, Harwin and Laenor's entire lives are disregarded and she doesn't want to be added to the jetsam/flotsam.

Aemond's still someone with a mother, a Criston, a grandfather, a granny dragon, older siblings in line to be the next king and queen... He was hurt and he's aware that he's on the expendable end of the Targ spectrum, but he's still protected in an enmeshed, 'circle the wagons' sort of way.

Rhaena's living the opposite of that enmeshed family dynamic. Estranged sister, dead mother, father was bad to begin with, worse now that he has his dream family, her grandfather is a Luke Stan, so she's in "Sinnerman, where you gonna run to?" mode.

Running to Aemond's wagon circle isn't a great idea cause that's not safe at all. Asking him to leave his wagon circle to ride out for her is 1,000% riskier. Hell, she's not even sure how circling the wagons are supposed to work because she's never had it done for her. She's seeing them do it around Luke tho, positioning hers and Baela's wagons to take the hits, so she's kind of like "fuck wagons in general. I'm going independent."

But of course to Aemond, that's like "Did she just totally reject the safest, most well organized wagon circle in all of Westeros? Is it because of that one single time I weak-linked it? Wtf do I do with this second wagon with your name on it? Sell it, like some kind of wagon-salesman to a pilgrim doing last minute wagon shopping???"

(he's left it a little late in the war game to start making allies and planning a power marriage with another family)

I mean, in the past and at this point, it's more of a proposal for her safety rather than a sign of any undying love, lol. And she's saying, "I'd rather take my chances with a non-prince who doesn't have a dragon who I've never even met before than you" so there's no way not to take that personally when he's out there training with Criston to work past his disability and make something of himself every way he knows how. That's worse than "I don't want to marry you." That's "you're incompetent/you're gonna get me killed/I don't trust you with my life or anything at all."

I actually had a happy reunion chapter written and drafted on AO3 just ready to be published. Real Swan Princess like, but I rewrote the entire thing to add some friction because they were hardly on the same page as children so it made sense for the gap to widen a bit.

Wasted time, but yeah.

I felt this version was a touch on the cruel side but I truly didn't mean it to be. Just wanted to emphasize that she's lost some of that easy friendliness and ability to communicate with people properly after getting out of her Shawshank sentence.

#swhhw #not an update #answered asks #rambling #fanfic life

[thecl0wnfather]

The Haitani's™ (Sibling Shit-show Edition)

( They're replaceable and wouldn't change much story-wise if they were removed, but I still like them a lil' bit.)/START 3PM GMT+2

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* SPEAKING FROM EXPERIENCE... Ran and Rindou would either work in tandem like they're one entity, or get kicked out of the supermarket because they broke the freezer aisle while duking it out with brooms. Sibling things <3

* Ran was the knife sibling, and that's why they have knife markings coating the entirety of their kitchen.

* Take it from me, if someone you know (family) has a pair of glasses, you are going to do everything in your right to play with those bad boys.

* When they were little, no one was safe from having two little RATS using each other like stools to reach the top cabinets.

* 100% do that thing where you pretend not to know each other in an online game, only to be scheming to steal the win at the end (I've used this multiple times with my younger bro on roblox lolol)

* They both have that urge whenever you see your sibling alone in a room to just BONK for no good reason and leave

* Ran-old McDonald is Ran's saved name on any of Rindou's devices lmao

* I like to think that Ran will sometimes slap the side of Rindou's head just to hear the slap of his palm on that bald ass area

* Their entire wardrobe has a specific section that is just matching shirts (Will Trade Brother For Presents shirts ftw)

* "No one makes fun of my brother except me." *proceeds to body you and shatter your entire arm*

* Inside jokes that no one understands, but they keep doing it to piss off Mochi and Koko

* (1/2) Time to get a little wholesome... Weekends are precious sibling time y'know? Maybe a nice get together and sit down in front of the TV with a bowl of whatever you found in the kitchen and making fun of the movie instead of actually watching it

+ Or a game of Smash Bros which usually ends in a fist fight or a broken controller which neither are replacing because that shit cost money, prolly still works if you tape it right

+ Personally, I like to get with my lil' bro and gossip to hell and back, and Rindou would be such a fucking big mouth ("Sick and TIRED of Shion's BULLSHIT. This motherfucker the type to scratch his ass and sniff his FINGERS." "Rindou omg, spare him... Nah, keep going lmao.")

* (2/2) Weekends are also times with the boys. It's a whole Tenjiku meetup, and these fuckers brought Uno.

+ They're cheating, no need to sugarcoat it. They be leaning back in their chairs just to flash each other their hands to plot against Koko (Izana if he decides to looks like a scary ass mannequin for his poker face)

* Each others sole hype man. If Ran's got some cute guy/gal/pal he likes, Rindou is on his way. Rindou has a crush? Trust me bro, big brother has experience in this (Not)

* They can be surprisingly polite, but only when not in the same room, otherwise they're poking fun at each other while no one is looking

* Rindou's a little pissy tattletale, so Ran always has to go "No, you can hit me back, don't tell anyone."

* Ran definitely has some homemaking skills. If you're going to have a ride or die sibling relationship, you kind of gain these parental-like feelings towards your younger siblings (Especially if your parents aren't the greatest)

+ He teaches Rindou how to cook. Ends up with a pot in the ceiling and burnt raw spaghetti noodles.

* (1/2) Bonten bonus, Ran taught Rindou on how to take care of his braids when they were younger, so Rindou grew his out and privately copies his brother's old hairstyle for fun

* (2/2) Ran and Takeomi like to take out old pictures of their siblings and show them to each other albeit very one-sided and Ran is just making Takeomi depressed

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(I slander the Haitani's, but I can really write about them. Wish I could break joints without effort :\)/END 5PM GMT+2

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyorev hcs #tokyo revengers headcanons #ran haitani #rindou haitani #haitani ran #haitani rindou #haitani brothers #Litter. #Circus Ticket.

[meili-sheep]

Inazuma friendship headcanons with Diluc??? (from the diluc and ei ask)

I actually have head canons for Diluc and people from every nation. I did think about doing a Liyue relationship chart then a Inazuma one. But I don't have the time but anyway.

Kazuha and Diluc

These two would be kind of along the vein of Diluc and Albedo. They don't really talk but get along wonderfully well. They don't need to say anything to understand each other.

The Kamisato Siblings and Diluc

Both would get along with Diluc. Ayato and Diluc would bond over being duty-bound. I can see them together at official parties, being the two that actually get long and making fun of really annoying officials at the parts. Now Ayaka and DIluc. Diluc would always want a little sister. And I think Ayaka would see the similarities between Diluc and Ayato. And really, I can see Diluc becoming an unofficial third sibling.

Thoma and Diluc

I'm on the childhood friendship train. And I think even that's part of what drew Thoma to Ayato was similarities to Diluc. But Thoma understands Diluc better than most anyone. And around Thoma, Diluc feels freer to express himself. And drop a lot of his masking habits. Thoma is a certified Diluc translator and can often tell what Diluc wants by how Diluc will pinch Thoma's sleeve.

Kokomi and Diluc

Neurodivergents united. They both love talking to each other about birds and fish. Diluc loves Kokomi's energy system and might maybe have taken some tips about avoiding burnout from her. And Kokomi loves Diluc's strategies as he never leaves room for error without writing whole-ass books. He has confidence in his plans, and Kokomi tries and brings up things that might happen. Diluc is just looking at her and smiles, pats her head, and is just, "That won't happen. And sometimes the best plans come when you are on your feet."

Gorou and Diluc

I think again, with Diluc and Kokomi getting along, Gorou would also get along with Diluc. And you know Diluc is also really good with animals. So you know, but I think Diluc would still see Gorou as a person who can make his own choice and deserves respect. Which is feeling a lot of people don't give Gorou and just see him as a puppy boy!

Itto and Diluc

Ditto baby. Honestly, this relationship would be so funny to me. Shipping or not. Itto would defiantly be the kind of guy who would take care of Diluc whether he likes it or not. And I know Diluc used to get into his own trouble, so being with Itto would remind him of this youth. And he defiantly feels a lot safe opening up to Itto.

Sara and Diluc

Diluc probably can control Itto's energetic nature. And Sara will always respect Diluc for that. Also, for his hardworking nature and strong sense of justice. I think they wouldn't really be friends, but they both have a lot of respect for each other. (With Aunty Ei, though. Sara is an accidentally big sis lolol)

Sayu and Diluc

For some reason, I see them being like this. And that's all I got

Yae Miko and Diluc

I can 100% see Yae Miko making another Miss Hina out of Diluc. Especially since Diluc already kind of has some feminine features. I could also see them having a deal where Diluc helps run a gossip column because of his info-gathering skills. And he uses it to push his own agendas, and Yae Miko knows and accepts it because he gives her good honest info, and Miss Dawn, the mysterious foreign lady with the hottest gossip and foreign news, is pretty popular. With Aunty Ei, Diluc probably saw her most like a fox, and it took him forever to realize Miko and the little fox are the same person.

Yoimiya and Diluc

Yoimiya loves talking, and Diluc loves listening to her. I can definitely see her becoming another little sister and helping her with her pyro vision. And sometimes Yoimiya will ask Diluc about his travels, and he's actually a pretty good storyteller and gives her great ideas for new fireworks. She's been trying to make a special one for him that's just like his phoenix but hasn't managed it yet.

#diluc headcanons #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #kaedehara kazuha #ayato #ayaka #kamisato siblings #thoma #thomaluc #sangonomiya kokomi #gorou #arataki itto #ittoluc #kujo sara #yae miko #yoimiya #relationship headcanons

[cloudy-leonhart]

AOT veterans with a Filipino S/O!!

[author note: did I write this as soon as I posted the first part?? yes. I like writing for this, it’s so fun lolol up next, Marleyan Warriors!!]

Summary: not much, just the AOT vets with their filipino S/O.

Gender Neutral Reader.

Recommended Song: Buwan - Juan Karlos.

Theme: Fluff, Modern AU.

TW: Swearing.

Characters: Hange, Levi, Miche, Erwin, Moblit, Nanaba.

Hange Zöe

Honestly they fully immersed themselves in your culture, as you know Hange LOVES learning about new things, discovering about your culture, they probably forced you to go the Philippines with them.

They started asking people for directions in english?? You had to step in translate for them, in which they responded to ask to teach them the language.

Yes they keep a small notebook of words they think are interesting. Yes even swear words are in there, not to mention they absolutely just butcher the way you say it.

One time when you both came back, Hange told Erwin that Bakla was a word for a good man, and they laughed their asses off watching Erwin tell people he was Bakla LMFAO.

They actually visited your province, they met your family and was surprised at the fact that they owned a whole farm, they tried to learn with your siblings on how to harvest rice, they nailed it btw.

they named your carabao, Sawney, and your chicken, Bean.

And respectfully so, your family started to call their animals by the name Hange gave them.

They started to cry about the fact that you guys had to go back, and like every time, your mom and dad encouraged y’all to bring filipino snacks back home, in which you did, because you knew that you’d probably miss it when you flew back home.

You guys have a tradition of going to the Philippines for your guys’ anniversary.

THEY SUPRISINGLY LISTENS TO FILIPINO MUSIC

They were the one to suggest Aegis to Levi but they prefer someone like Jireh Lim.

Favourite song is probably, Buko. They love the guitar in it.

Levi Ackerman

He first found out you were Filipino when he caught you packing a balikbayan box for your family back home, (for those who don’t know, balikbayan box is a box full of your country’s snacks to send back to the PH for your family to try.)

He had asked you what it was, and you answered that it was for your family back in the Philippines, in which he responded with helping you, and mainly scolding you about the way you packed it.

“Idiot, pack it like this, so you have more space to place stuff.”

When he first went to the Philippines, he first noticed the cleanliness of the hotels, he looked at you with a ‘is this why you’re so good at cleaning?’ look. 

God when I say your parents loved him, YOUR PARENTS ABSOLUTELY ADORED HIM. He would clean for your mom, and not only that, your mom approved of his cleaning technique, yes she told you to marry him that second.

And that you did, you had your first wedding with you family in the Philippines, and another in where you guys currently lived.

Bye, he absolutely looks AMAZING in a Barong. Your dad helped him slick his hair back.

Your mom and him, bonded of cleaning, sometimes when your mom needs help removing rust on her pans, she calls Levi.

like Hange he and you go to the Philippines for y’alls anniversary. 

Please save this man from the streets, I’m not saying it to be mean but this man almost gave his wallet to a bunch of kids who were hungry.

You gave money instead because you didn’t want your man to be broke lmfao.

He loves seeing you so happy while you’re in the Philippines, he just thinks it’s adorable when you speak your language.

Aegis listener, absolutely no discussion, mans listens to them while cleaning, he listens to “Sayang Na Sayang” religiously.

when Aegis plays in the house, you know it’s a cleaning day lmao.

Erwin Smith

Please, remember when I said Hange told him bakla was a word for a good man, yes, that’s how he found out you were Filipino, you literally was so dumbfounded, you waited for him in the living room, your friend’s laughing over the phone, man thought he did something wrong until..

“Erwin, can you tell me why you’ve been telling your friends you’re fucking gay??”

Yeah he’s got trust issues now. But he wasn’t that shocked to find out you were filipino, he just thinks it’s neat, he butchers pronouncing shit, he tries to learn filipino jokes??? It’s really bad, like you need to stop him from telling your family to save HIM from embarrassment.

He knows how to cook barbecue lmfao, he sits at your family’s barbecue spot and cooks for them, your dad appreciates the help so much lmao, also he loves drinking the gulaman whenever he’s there, your dad gives it to him for free because, he basically considers Erwin his son now. His awkward, barbecue-cooking, son.

You guys go on hiking in Mt. Butalao, yes you sneak peeks when he’s climbing because his muscles flex, and he sweats. You guys go on a double hiking date with Miche and his S/O all the time.

He was kind of fearful when you went to a province to get in touch with your grandparents, he watched you help their carabao back into their pens, he’s scared of carabaos, don’t blame him-

Surprisingly he’s as good as your dad in basketball, bye I just know the women of your community comes to watch him, he’s ripped, you’re jealous but you don’t say it lmao.

He’s got those jeep keychains lmfao, the fact that he kinda looked like a lost puppy when you’re traveling, like so many people, so little space-

please educate him, he’s confused on everything-

he probably listens to Eraserheads, Huwag Mo Nang Itanong. Yes his ultimate song. 

Miche Zacharias

probably the only veteran that knows what to do?? Beside Moblit?? He knows how to bless, he knows to call your parents nanay and tatay. He also loves going to where there’s a lot of Filipino street food because he loves the smell, he prefers the smell of bananaque over anything, hotcakes are a close second.

mf was scared when your mom suddenly said, “Oh yeah, I kept your childhood spider.”

YOU OWNED A MF SPIDER?? You were all like ‘omg i miss him’ he was a little scared bitch omg.

You had to explain that you would buy them from the local toy store and you and your friends would make them fight each other to the death.

HE THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE SMALL- IT’S A WHOLE MF TARANTULA BYE

you know those dyed chicks you get from winning a game, yeah, he was attached to one you guys won, but as always, they weren’t going to live long, I think he sulked for a whole 2 days. He named the chick Richard AHAHA.

ah yes, absolute unit in basketball, yes you and Erwin’s S/O would watch them play basketball together with your guys’ dads. Yes y’all gossiped about how hot they were in tagalog.

Just saying, Miche got some that night. 

He doesn’t fit in tricycles- neither does he fit in jeepneys lmfao- he kinda has to sit on the ground if you force him to fit, in which he has to awkwardly crawl to get out lmfao.

He literally looks godly while hiking, you guys don’t go to your parents’ house when you first arrive, you guys hike.

You guys go whenever y’all feel like it honestly.

“hey hey, reader, Mahal Kita.”

He listens to anything in filipino honestly, he likes chill filipino songs like Tell Me Where It Hurts by MYMP.

Moblit Berner

He’s a researcher, he makes sure he doesn’t disrespect the culture.

he knows to bless and all that jazz like Miche.

Wait but your family loved him as soon as you told them he was a doctor lmfao?? He’s in nursing.

He’s basically already apart of the family, all your little siblings call him kuya Moblit, he absolutely thinks it’s adorable.

when you guys are sending a balikbayan box, he places toys he bought for your little siblings in the box, with a note written and translated by you for them.

Moblit also knows about poverty in the Philippines, he’s apart of an organization where they give to those who can’t afford real food, even when he’s back home with you, he donates from abroad, everyone knows him as the generous kuya.

honestly I can see him as someone who’s also known by your community, people call him kuya Moblit or tito Moblit, it’s very wholesome when a kid asks him to carry them.

This man looks so nice and kind on the outside but when you guys are at your tita’s bday party and there’s a whole mf buffet, he’s a whole beast.

You know when your uncles have like, food stacked on their plate, and like a cup of buko pandan at the side?? yes, him. definitely.

He’s kinda like sasha in this au, he loves the food so much, he probably finished a filipino dish by himself (it’s the palabok)

he’s also a god at making ice candy?? like he’s so good at filling up the plastic with the liquid lmao.

you guys adopted a stray dog in the community and his name was Moblit, your family takes care of him while you guys are back home.

genuinely, it’s mostly wholesome with him, he doesn’t really do anything wrong besides butchering pronounciation.

Moblit probably watches boxing with your dad though, it’s just too accurate not to be true.

More of a movie watcher than a song listener, his favourite movie so far is Four Sisters and A Wedding.

he cries every filipino movie, them do it to you.

Seven Sundays, he cried for days straight.

Nanaba

Nanaba found a filipino flag from your collage years in a box, asked you about it, then encouraged you to visit the Philippines because she wanted to meet your family. 

Okay but your family thought she was a guy because of her hair?? 

your siblings can’t say Nanaba, so they call her Ate Nana.

She was kind of jealous of your bond with your family, she knows she shouldn’t be, but she couldn’t help it since her and her father’s relationship absolutely sucked.

And you know this, you had talked with her about it too, it was kinda like a, “are you okay?” and “it’s nothing.”

You had to drag her out to family events, eventually, she started to feel like she was apart of the family, she went swimming with the fam, did karaoke nights, she was basically in the family now.

She felt really happy that you decided to help her educate herself in your culture, and that your family openly accepted her into your family.

when you and her married, she wore a baro’t saya for the wedding reception and she looked absolutely gorgeous in them. She took your last name.

Your mom taught her to do the tinikling dance, and she mastered it easily, you of course danced with her.

she kinda had a guilty pleasure of going to McDonalds in the Philippines, SOLELY FOR THE ROOT BEER FLOAT, that stuff be bussin.

she forces you to go to McD’s whenever’s there’s a new flavour released.

Nanaba loves going on the jeepney, she likes the fact that you ring a bell when you have to get off and she does it every time you guys use a jeep for transportation.

Nanaba knows one word in filipino and that’s Mahal, she uses it so weirdly though, but she’s adorable so you let it pass.

“Reader..erm, I mahal?? you?..” 

she’s both a listener and a movie watcher, she listens to more modern filipino singers, like Patch Quiwa.

Favourite movie is when Vice Ganda’s in it, she just thinks all his movies are funny.

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beyond the story: bitchin’

Hi friends! I hope you are all staying safe and healthy during these tough times! I really wanted to put something out there as a thank you to just how much support Bitchin’ got. You guys really are incredible. So, although this story has come to an end, I wanted to properly close the Bitchin’ chapter by giving you all a behind the scenes look at Bitchin’ and everything that went into writing it. This includes hidden easter eggs, backstories, alternative plot-lines, and a short drabble of the Bitchin’ cast 10 years after the story’s end.

Without further ado, please enjoy and thank you again for all your love. You have all of mine.

CHAPTER ONE – PARTNERS

Ah, yes, the start of this whole wild ride. I’ve always loved the whole nerd/popular person trope in fanfics, so it was only a matter of time before I tried my hand at it too. One thing I was adamant about was not making this a “popular person turns nerd hot/confident/better” fic as its kind of one of my least favorite cliches. With that in mind, and knowing that I was going to allude to TATBILB’s contract, I decided that I wanted Y/N to gain as much from the deal as Jungkook did. No blackmail, no just agreeing for the hell of it – Y/N was going to further herself and her dreams given the opportunity.

The beginning of the chapter is where the two are most separated and dissimilar throughout the whole story. It wasn’t that they were fundamentally different, it was that they approached life differently. Y/N was frustrated at how superficial Jungkook seemed, because she believes there is much more to life than just kicking your feet up and cracking jokes.

On the other hand, Jungkook didn’t understand why Y/N was so tense and on guard. To him, life was meant to enjoy and not take so seriously. Which makes sense, given that he grew up with minimal rules and minimal worries (bare minimum partners wassup !) 

“So, do we have a deal? Partners?” There was mischievous timber to his words, the kind that made you feel as if this would all later come back to bite you in the ass.

Pushing that pestering thought away, you took his hand into yours, holding his eyes as you gave it a firm shake.

“Partners.”

God, this bit. I knew from the minute I wrote it that I was writing the ending of bitchin’ along with it. I knew this was exactly how I was going to end this story, bc the word partners has multiple means right? In chapter 1, this meant business partners, but in the final chapter… it means life partners. Idk, I’m just still really happy with this writing decision :D

CHAPTER TWO – THE CONTRACT

Dearest Yara. We meet her in chapter two don’t we? Yara is completely based off of my irl best friend Yara who is a writer and who helped me A LOT with this story. She was my biggest supporter throughout figuring out this crazy plot. It was initially only about seven parts, but with her help I managed to bump it up to 10! Everybody say thank you Yaraaaa.

You were angry, that much was evident to her. Yara was sat in your shared dorm’s living room, a thick blanket engulfing her small frame. You briefly glanced towards the TV, it was tuned into MTV, the familiar music video of Every Breath You Take by The Police playing, before directing your glare back onto the copper-haired girl.

The song reference is a direct allusion to writer Yara’s fic, which is one of my favorite fics by her. She was actively writing it around the start of our friendship so it only felt right to pay respects to her. The introduction of her character felt necessary imo bc I wanted to make sure Y/N had a life outside Jungkook. Plus, I got to use the scenes between the two girls as a way to reference the music and culture scene. Yara is especially a fan of the powerful women in the music industry at the time, i.e., Madonna, Annie Lennox, Cyndi Laupner, etc.) Yara is a raging feminist and believer in sexual freedom and libery for women, we do in fact have to stan.

“How old do you think your sister is?”

“Hey, don’t sass me. For your information, Lyanna still has all her Care Bear tapes. She threw a hissy fit when my mom tried to give them away last Christmas.” Yara recalled.

Lyanna is one of writer Yara’s past pseudonyms. She always used to joke about how whenever she read it, it was confusing because there was Y/N, Yara and Lyanna, which were technically all her lolol.

FUNNY STORY ABOUT THE CONTRACT I INSERTED INTO THIS PICTURE… Twitter found it and made it into somewhat of a meme because no one knew it came from a fic rip. I was actually rly embarrassed and even wrote some posts about how much twitter scared me on my blog LMAO. but THEN weirdly enough, I actually stumbled upon a small community on twitter who actually found my fic and would TWEET ABOUT IT!!! LIKE REACTIONS TO EACH UPDATE!!! I wish I could go back in time and remember how giddy I was the first time I found a tweet about my fic. The fanfic community on twitter gave me a new love for the site (which I had previously had removed myself from because of its toxicity) and I have met so many wonderful people because of it. People even made themselves a little twitter group chat to talk about my fics, and now we are all friends! I miss posting a chapter of bitchin’ and refreshing my twitter feed as all my mutuals would post memes and live tweet their reactions. God that made me so fucking happy.

CHAPTER THREE – THE ROLLERSKATING DATE

I love the bickering in this chapter, because unlike the bickering in the first chapter, it’s actually less hostile and more playful. Y/N is slowly letting her guard down to the very persistently charming Jungkook.

“Woah. Family of six, huh? So you have siblings then.” He noted.

“Yep. Three.”

“Tell me about them.”

Looking up from where you were slipping on your second skate, you met Jungkook’s eyes, surprised to see genuine interest in them.

I actually originally had Y/N brush him off here. I was going to wait until the drunk party scene for Y/N to open up about her family and relationship with her sisters. But then I kind of thought to myself… Why? Y/N made peace with it and doesn’t hold onto those insecurities anymore. And objectively, Jungkook hasn’t proven himself to be a bad person so… I let Y/N open herself up to him.

“Then there’s the twins, Rosa and Lia.”

“Hold on. Twins? Wait… did they go to our high school?” Jungkook asked, his interest in this conversation doubled.

“Yep. They were two grades above us.” You confirmed.

“Oh shit, yeah, I remember your sisters, they were mad hot.” Jungkook let out a low whistle, before stiffening, flashing you an apologetic look. “Uh, in a totally non-meathead way.”

You offered the scared-looking boy a small smile, shaking your head.

Some of y’all notice but, Rosa and Lia are a blatant homage to my name: Roselia. ACTUALLY some form of my name can be found in every one of the rewind series fics, including upcoming ones. I’ll give a cookie to whoever can find every single mention hehe.

“I told you it was dumb.” You laughed nervously.

It wasn’t that you cared much about what Jungkook thought but you had a feeling a guy like him, who was popular and carefree, wouldn’t be able to sympathize in the way you would like him to.

“No, I’m just… surprised, that’s all.”

Jungkook certainly was surprised. You had built up quite the impression on him from the very moment you two met. It was hard to imagine that the girl who was so unapologetically herself was ever unsure or insecure.

Somehow, the idea tugged at his heart, as if he understood you more if only just a little.

From the get go, Jungkook was extremely drawn to just how confident and secure Y/N was in herself. I knew I wanted Y/N to be unapologetically sure of herself and in her abilities. Something I didn’t want, however, was for frat boy!jungkook’s only personality traits to be liking sex and being a cocky bastard (although I am a big consumer of that trope heh). Jungkook is actually canonly incredibly insecure. He lacks a real sense of self, which is why he is so desperate for Kiri back. His relationship with Kiri at that time was a big part of what he thought was himself. He has somewhat of low self esteem tbh which is why he’ll go back to a woman who treated him unfairly. That’s why he comes off the way he does in the first chapter and why Y/N thinks he has a big ego... he’s overcompensating. He finds it so endlessly fascinating that Y/N, in all her confident glory, was actually once super insecure. He admires her all the more once she opens up about her past.

“Oh, Rosa is an intern for our hometown’s newspaper but between you and me those assholes don’t even let her write. She does coffee and burger runs for men in charge. And Lia sells ice cream at the mall.”

“What about your brother?” Jungkook asked.

“He’s training to be a cop just like my dad.”

“And your mom?”

“She works at a convenience store.”

All their careers resemble people in the latest Stranger Things season (Nancy, Steve, Hopper, and Joyce). Fun Cameo there.

“What’s wrong?” You wondered, following his eyes.

“October 16th, 1985. 6:48PM.”

“Yes. That’s today’s date and time. What about it?” You pressed, growing confused.

“Remember it.” He warned.

“Why?”

“It’s when I fell in love with you.”

This iconic line I actually got from the real Jeon Jungkook himself. While Jungkook wasn’t actually in love with Y/N here, it certainly was a cute way for him to express his admiration for her.

OH HERE’S A FUN FACT: the hickey scene at the end of this chapter where JK and Y/N kiss for the first time was actually supposed to be Yara giving Y/N the hickey like the best friend she is. Ultimately I went with JK giving it for... smut purposes... ≖‿≖ 

CHAPTER FOUR – THE HALLOWEEN PARTY

The decision for Y/N to be Freddie Krueger came from me planning to be him for Halloween. And I was! JK as Glen Lantz just followed naturally. I’ve seen some great edits of him as the character. Truly chef’s kiss.

I really liked that Jungkook came over to the girl’s dorm to get ready. I didn’t want a scene where Y/N was thrown into a situation she was uncomfortable with which is how much Nerd At A Party Scene go so made sure Jungkook stayed by her side throughout the part, going out of his way to introducing her to the people he cared about.

Tae’s character came in when I realized I needed a way to actually put Y/N’s event in motion. He was the missing link and BOY did you guys eat his character right up huh. Love that for me.

Another thing, the confrontation with Kiri was so hard to write guys, I reeaaaally struggle with girl conflict. GIRLS SHOULD SUPPORT GIRLS. However, not everyone gets along in real life so I went with Kiri being more along the lines of petty rather than outwardly a cunt to Y/N. Realistically, Kiri is popular and well liked among the greek life so being unkind to someone she hardly knows wouldn’t make sense. There’s definitely tension between these two but I tried my best to steer away from the typical cat fight/revenge porn/public humiliation trope most movies seem to follow.

CHAPTER FIVE – THE FIRST TIME

Introduction to Erik!!!! It was really important to me that Y/N had a life before Jungkook. That's why I wrote in Y/N having a fiancé. She’s not opposed to love, she just has reshifted her focus. She knows what she wants and is choosing to focus on that, which why when she realizes she’s falling for Kookie she’s so hesitant to admit it because she’s fallen down that road before. Even though Jungkook treats her with respect and acknowledges the parts of her she’s most proud of, she just isn’t willing to possibly give up her passions for love. Which is why she doesn’t immediately confess to him, even once she’s sure she loves him.

“I’m serious, nerd. You’re like… um… the sun!” Jungkook marveled, eyes growing full as the realization dawned on him.

“The sun?” You laughed.

“Yeah, like… you’re this bright, beautiful thing that seems like it’s here in front of me but is really light-years away.”

Jungkook was drunk, and although you were sure he was making more sense in his head, you couldn’t help but feel your face grow hot, unsure of how to react to his drunk analogy.

“You’re the sun, Y/N. You make the world turn for you. Never orbit for anyone else.”

And suddenly, you were kissing him, for no other reason other than you wanted to and that it felt like the right thing to do.

No real commentary here. Just love this bit. It’s probably my favorite interaction between them two ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) 

“Also… She’s, uh, currently dating Eunwoo.” You told Yara.

Your best friend blinked, silence falling over her.

“Yara?”

“Good for her.” She perked up almost forcibly. “Let her put up with his annoying ass.”

Yara could see the way your expression had turned dubious as if you didn’t believe her nonchalant act.

Yara turned up her nose defensively, “What?”

Ugh yes, some character development from Yara.... the flavor ! Yara (much like Y/N and JK) also struggles with love. She has a real fear of commitment and if far more comfortable with casual sex than relationships. She did develop actual feelings for Eunwoo, she just wasn’t ready for that kind of commitment so she cut him off. Fleed the scene if you will. Typical gemini smh my head.

"I don’t think the contract mentioned orgasms.” Jungkook smirked as you released his thumb.

“I say we let it slide.” You shrugged, leaning into him casually.

“You think?”

“Totally. Think of it as… a bonding activity.” You joked, resting your chin on his shoulder, peering up through your lashes.

“Damn, we’re really committed to this fake dating thing, huh.”

You laughed in the way that you hated, but Jungkook loved; it was loud and abrupt, but it genuine, and it was you.

“What can I say, I’m a method actor.” You sighed dramatically, causing Jungkook to grin before pressing a kiss to your nose, simply because he liked the way it always seemed to make you smile.

GOD THEY’RE SO WHIPPED FOR EACH OTHER ITS DISGUSTING!!!!!! I’m really happy I decided not to make sleeping together a big deal and I got a lot of feedback from you guys agreeing! I had a lot of fun with these two’s sex scenes knowing they could do it whenever they wanted.

CHAPTER SIX – THE STEM EVENT

I started the scene with smut BUT I wanted to point out that much of their time spent together is at Y/N dorm, Jungkook either napping, hanging out or doing work as Y/N would study like she always did. I liked the idea that Jungkook would get bored and would want attention from Y/N because she was so focused. Idk, I just wanted to write a love story about two people spending time together and figuring out how they fit in each other’s lives as opposed to some dramatic I mEeT HiM aNd mY LiFe bEcAmE cRaZy. There’s nothing wrong with that plot line, I just didn’t want that for these two dorks. I wanted Y/N to interact with JK’s scene and crowd but not give up her own which is why most days JK and her just lounged around in her dorm studying.

Also, I don’t know how the teacher/student roleplay made it into the smut, it just did, no further questions (ʃ⌣́_⌣́ƪ).

Then the event scene.

“You’re whipped, dude! Seriously.”

Jungkook felt his face go red, “Shut up, no, I’m not.”

“Hey, I’m not judging. I get it. That’s your girl.” Taehyung shrugged. Jungkook placed a hand on the fold up table in front of him, staring down at the information pamphlet you had worked so hard on.

“She’s just… so fucking driven and passionate about everything she does. Sometimes I look at her, and I’m just like… holy shit, what am I doing with a girl like her? I feel like she’s totally out of my league and being with me is holding her back but— I dunno, man. I just… really like her.” Jungkook revealed, voice growing small.

An unexpected wave of tenderness fell over the two boys, Taehyung throwing an arm over his little brother’s shoulder.

“I’m happy for you, bro.”

Jungkook didn’t know it just yet but dude was talking from the heart and, is in fact, totally whipped :’c

I loved the confrontation scene between the boys and Eunwoo because the boys standing up for Yara really did make everyone feel like a friend group, not just some character who happen to exist at the same time. It wasn’t just Y/N and Yara and one side and the boys on the other. They would all become friends, which is ideal to me. A boyfriend who likes your best friend and considers her a friend so you can all hang out??? Yes please.

Initially, irl Yara and I had noooo clue if Yara would end up with Eunwoo or not. That was actually the original goal actually. But after this chapter four, you guys made it ABUNDANTLY clear that you guys wanted to see Taeyara, despite the two never even meeting! Honestly, it wasn’t until this chapter was written that we decided for sure that Eunwoo was out of the picture for Yara. Part of me really wanted to keep Yara single, but irl Yara insisted on dick and frankly, she’s right. Bitchin’ Yara deserved a shot at love. She definitely has her own story outside of Bitchin’ and will experience a lot of growth in the future.

“God, I know. I do not miss that temper of his.” She chuckled, her words piquing your interest.

“Temper?”

“Oh, yeah. Have you seriously not experienced it yet? He’s got some gnarly anger issues. Not to mention all the lying…” Kiri paused suddenly, straightening up as she flashed you an apologetic look. “Yikes, I’m sorry. I totally should not be telling you this. I’m not trying to be that gross girl that shit talks her ex to his current girlfriend.”

Miss Kiri, Miss Kiri. She really acted up this chapter didn’t she. There was a lot of discussion about whether or not those things she said about Jungkook were true. Which was exactly what I wanted hehe. We come to find out that Kiri had definitely stretched the truth. She really is good at manipulation and understanding how people think and it’s why she is in the role that she is in. Messy queen.

CHAPTER SEVEN – THE ROOFTOP DATE

This entire chapter was inspired by High School Musical with Troy and Gabriella’s rooftop garden scenes. This was my shortest chapter and honestly, probably not my strongest. I definitely went into writing this with zero concept of what I actually wanted to happen. Usually when I write my chapters I have a 4k long outline of it beforehand that I go off of. Not this one though. I really just winged it and I tried my best to write a chapter that really showed off (dialogue wise) just how this couple bounces off each other. I do really like some of the banter they have in this chapter.

You had taken note a little wooden popsicle stick poking up from the soil of the yellow flowers. Acacias, they were marked. Pulling your knees up to your chest, you considered his words.

Yellow acacias stands the value of true friendship and can indicate a secret love! I thought that was very appropriate given these dummies' relationship.

“So, you probably know why I brought you here.”

You nodded.

“You’re proposing, right?”

“Yeah, I– oh, shut up.” He laughed, the serious mood shattering as you joined him.

Even though I knew they were going to have a semi serious talk, what with Y/N asking about what Kiri had told her, these two dufuses realistically are just too comfortable with each other to stay serious for too long.

“Hey, I said that out of frustration, I didn’t really mean it. I’m sure she’ll come crawling back soon.” You attempted to comfort him, hoping to sound sincere.

“Even if that’s true, I’m not entirely sure I want that anymore.”

“What?” You blinked. Jungkook shrugged.

“What about us?” He met your eyes, causing your breath to hitch.

“What about us?”

Jungkook stared at you for a moment, noting the way the timber in your voice had become higher pitched as if panicked.

MORE FUN FACTS LMFAO: I typically do this thing with unplanned chapters where I just go for it and write and usually it works out. But when I wrote this down I remember stopping and being like ??? WHY DID I JUST WRITE THAT ??? I don’t like deleting my writing so I had a serious think to myself about whether this was going to be the moment Jungkook confessed or not.

Canonly, I decided that Jungkook did in fact mean ‘us’ in a romantic sense, but because of the way you perceivably panicked at that possible meaning, he decided against taking the conversation in that direction, instead speaking about ‘us’ in a platonic sense. Poor kookie :(

“Stop. Listen to me, Jungkook, you’re a fucking great guy, okay? You’re charismatic and funny and care about your friends… sure, you almost ruined my event, but it was mostly to defend my best friend when Eunwoo got too pushy, right? You’re a good guy, meathead. I know I joke about your ego, but I really believe you’re capable of more than you think you are. Seriously, Kiri is so lucky to be the object of your affection.”

Jungkook watched the way the sun’s orange light kissed your face, a bittersweet feeling growing in his chest as he contemplated the object of his affection. Just a couple of months ago, he would have had no doubt about who held his heart, but as you held his stare, he found himself unsure and yet, entirely sure all the same.

“Jungkook? You okay?” You frowned, catching in the sadness in his eyes.

“Hm? Yeah, yeah. I just… realized something.”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“…It doesn’t matter.” He smiled, the gesture hardly reaching his eyes.

It’s in this moment that Jungkook decides that there is no way you hold the same affection towards him that he does to you. He mistakes your words of comfort as you pushing him away. You are so kind and encouraging and Jungkook loves you so much that hearing you insist about him ending back up with Kiri hurts him so bad.

But you are still unsure about your feelings and genuinely believe that's still what Jungkook wants. You’re just being a supportive friend!! :( It isn’t until the end of this chapter when Y/N has her talk with Yara that she realizes, oh man, she’s in deep.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE MISTAKE

BLAH. This chapter is so BLAH, you know? Having to write this chapter was SO HARD. I texted irl Yara complaining about how much I hated having to put my characters through this and that I wanted to just end the story on chapter 7 and keep them happy forever. BUT ALAS! I had planned for this to happen from the start.

You tasted like the mint of your favorite brand of toothpaste. He imagined if he had caught you any later then the mint would have been accompanied by the taste of coffee, knowing the way you rarely started a day without a cup.

God, he had missed the taste of you.

What you guys didn’t see is Jungkook spending the night with Kiri, and immediately kicking her out, freaking out as the weight of guilt washed over him. He knew he had done nothing wrong, that you weren’t his real girlfriend, and that getting back together with Kiri was exactly what he had signed up for. It was what he should’ve wanted. But it wasn't… because you were what he wanted. And that was exactly what he was going to tell you as he marched over to your apartment.

But he panicked. His mind already decided that your answer to him would be no– that you didn’t feel the same. So he kissed you. He had you in the only way he was allowed to. He was selfish and impulsive and so incredibly scared that he ended up hurting the person he loved the most.

Initially though, I had Jungkook get back together with Kiri, not that he slept with her right before sleeping with Y/N. But I decided TEEHEE let me just make everything erupt into flames. However, I didn’t realize just how angry with Jungkook you guys would get. I remember thinking DAMMIT WAS THAT TOO SCANDALOUS?? I knew I was going to have to work hard for Jungkook to redeem himself to my readers.

“She wants to get back together.” Jungkook swallowed dryly, eyes wavering between yours as if to gauge your reaction.

“…Oh.”

You shook your head.

“I mean, wow! That’s… That’s great!” You smiled, something tearing apart inside you as the words left your lips.

“Y/N–”

“Seriously! This means it worked, right? This is exactly what you wanted to happen.” You enthused, turning your head so that he couldn’t see the way your eyes had welled up.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding in his ears, fighting the urge to wrap his arms around you.

“Yeah… yeah, no, you’re right. We did it.” He replied monotonously.

GOD THIS PART IS SO UNBELIEVABLY FRUSTRATING! JUST ADMIT YOU LOVE EACH OTHER YOU MORONS! This entire situation is so convoluted because there's so much information missing and not being expressed, I seriously want to ring my own neck rereading this bit.

“Are you mad?” He called out cautiously, a heavy feeling falling onto his chest.

“Why would I be mad?” You quipped back sharply, causing Jungkook to flinch. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“I just thought… I mean we’ve been fooling around a lot lately, so I didn’t know if—”

“If what? I had feelings for you?” You scoffed. “Please, as if I’d ever fall for you.”

And there it was— everything Jungkook already knew but had been so afraid to hear. Of course, you didn’t feel for him what he felt for you. How could he have expected anything different?

IDIOTS!!! THEY'RE BOTH IDIOTS!!! I don't know how y'all put up with this for so long. Forgive me.

CHAPTER NINE – THE BREAK

Okay I actually love this chapter. And for many reasons. Let me break down the three scenes for you guys.

Scene one: Kiri confrontation

Kiri is definitely an opposing antagonist. She is constantly working against Y/N because of their interests directly conflicting. BUT. I would argue that the biggest antagonist to this story is the inner ones – Y/N and Jungkook's lack of ability to admit their feelings constantly holding them both back from their happy ending. That being said, a confrontation scene between Y/N and Kiri was MUCH needed. While I suppose I can understand why Kiri doesn't like Y/N, that doesn't change the fact that she has been disrespectful and catty. So miss Y/N had to put Miss Kiri in her place (•̀ᴗ•́)

Scene two: Yara and Tae at the library

Fanservice. That is all. LMFAOOO y'all reallllyyy wanted it to happen and who am I to deny my people what they want. It was really fun getting to explore my side characters and develop them through interactions outside the two main characters. IRL Yara also mentioned giving bitchin’ Yara and Tae their own chapter as a joke and I was like LOL BET. I fully was going to but then I got the idea for the next scene and was like ahh ok maybe not the whole chapter.

Scene three: Meeting with Erik

So. This was a SUPER last minute decision. Like, it wasn’t until I was writing this chapter that I planned on Erik making an appearance. I saw a tweet with someone saying their bitchin theories and they mentioned Erik appearing out of nowhere and I was like,,, HOLD ON!!!! That could be kind of spicy ≖‿≖ 

I knew for a fact JK was NOT going to be forgiven in this chapter; I needed a way to lay the situation out between the two dorks without trying to seem like I was trying to sway my audience in a way that didn't make sense to the story. Y/N was rightfully angry. But she wasn't only angry about the timing of the sex. She was angry that Jungkook went back to Kiri at all and there was no way she was going to admit that. So who better to lay it all out than calculated, unbiased third party Erik. He deserved some character development after all.

I also liked the idea that Y/N had, in theory, “romantic options.” Losing Jungkook didn’t mean the end of her life. Having my female lead stand on her own was very important to me.

CHAPTER TEN – THE END

RIGHT OF THE BAT I needed Jungkook to suffer. So that whole scene where he tries to interact with his old group only for his presence to make everything awkward MMMM yes, sweet revenge on my part.

You were surprised. His hair was no longer shaggy and long like you remembered it. Instead, it had been freshly cut, looking healthy and neatly styled for the first time since you met Jungkook.

THE WAY SO MANY PEOPLE COMMENTED ON THIS LINE “but Y/N liked it long?!?”  IS SO FUNNNYyyyy. So let me clarify a thing. Jungkook had always wanted to cut his hair right. The only reason he didn’t was because Y/N told him not to. With Y/N no longer in the picture to convince him out of it, he cut his hair. That’s really all there is to it skfjsjf.

You know, I had written this part around the time I had just finished up the third ch believe it or not. And it was COMPLETELY different. I had it planned that Yara and Y/N ignored him throughout class and Yara had gone back after the bell rang to go verbally assault JK. And as the two hashed it out, only then was that when Jungkook would realize that he liked Y/N after Yara literally spelled it out for him.

“You like her, dumbass!” Was what I had written Yara saying. I really had written him in denial for ten chapters, I was a whole sociopath (╥﹏╥). But ultimately, I decided that Jungkook came to that conclusion on his own and the decision to apologize to Y/N would have been made over winter break.

“You said Kiri came over asking for you back, yet you still came over and slept with me the next day. Even though the two of you had sex the night before. Do you understand how that makes me feel?”

“I’m—”

“Like garbage!" You emphasized, the white paint of the door somehow irritating you further. "I felt like I was something you threw away and picked back up whenever you felt like getting your dick wet.”

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, and you tried your hardest to not let your emotions get the best of you.

“Not to mention to everyone else, it looks like you cheated on me. Which makes me look like a fucking idiot." You scoffed.

Jungkook said nothing in reply, which somehow made it easier to say all you should have said that day in your room.

“It just sucks to realize that someone you once cared about sees you as nothing more than a toy. It fucking sucks.”

Man :( writing this hurt my heart. I really, really, love bitchin!y/n and writing her hurting freaking stinks. But she had to speak her mind. She deserves the chance to get everything off her chest with the way Jungkook hurt her.

Your heart and mind were in constant paradox, torn between wanting him back and wanting him to know just how much he had hurt you. Your mind ultimately won the battle, of course, but as Jungkook stood just a few inches of drywood apart pouring his heart out, it was hard to say which major organ was responsible for your next words.

The creak of the door being pushed open sent Jungkook's eyes wide, revealing your hesitant form. You had your arms crossed over your chest as if to guard the contents inside of it.

You looked like an angel underneath the bathroom's blue fluorescent lights, beautiful and lovely, a stark contrast from your next crushing sentence.

“I slept with Erik.”

Hehe. Ofc my girl Y/N had to have a rebound!!! She knows that life goes on. However, as I wrote in, she definitely regretted it. It was kind of the same situation that Jungkook was in where he pursued something just because it was familiar and a distraction and not because he really wanted it. Both Y/N and Jungkook are flawed characters but that’s okay! If anything, Y/N’s mistake of sleeping with Erik is what allows her to forgive Jungkook. Knowing first hand how complicated their entire relationship really was.

“I don’t need you… but I don’t think I want a life without you.” You finished shyly.

Your eyes were locked with his when suddenly a small noise escaped him, eyes pulling away from yours as his head moved to attempt to hide the way his eyes had grown wet.

I got this line from one of my best friends after her ex broke up with her. It made me physically sad and really sympathize with her so I quickly wrote it down into my notes app to save for later LMAOOOO. Knowing that you are your own person and life will inevitably go on after losing someone, but that your heart still wants and is pleading for the one person you can’t have. SO SAD. I’m happy I got to use this line in one of my fics.

The note Jungkook wrote Y/N,,, imagine him not being able to sleep one night over winter break so he just writes down everything he should have told Y/N while he still had the chance…. I’ll for real cry dude, he’s so cute. Also, the line about him buying you fluffy Halloween socks for Christmas went over people’s heads I think but HECK I THOUGHT THAT WAS SO FUNNY AND SWEET (because Y/N bought Christmas socks when it was Halloween teehee).

"Are you two dorks done crying?" Yara’s voice rang out suddenly, causing both of you to jump apart.

"Yara, you creep! Privacy, dude! Ever try knocking?" You sniffed, wiping at your face hurriedly.

"What? Like you were peeing with Jungkook in the bathroom? Please." She waved you off, walking back into the living room to give you two some privacy. She did say Jungkook had 15 minutes before she’d have to come back in after all. "Anyway, Tae will be over in 10 minutes for the Saved By The Bell marathon that’s on so you guys are more than welcomed to join." She called out from her newly seated position on the couch.

I included this scene with Yara because things were getting too serious for my liking ngl. Plus the idea that the four of them would all come together at the end for a much needed reunion made my happy bitchin heart soar.

Jungkook let out a laugh, his palm finding your cheek, eyes locked on your lips. You were preening for his kiss, mouth parting slightly as you anticipated it.

“Partners?”

The question took you by surprise, eyes widening at your not so pretend lover.

Idiot.

“Partners.” You smiled softly, eyes shiny and brimming with tears as he kissed you for what must have been the millionth time, but still somehow felt like the first.

UGH I LOVE THEM I REALLY DO. I was so happy with how this final scene came out :( They’re partners, they really are I miss these boneheads.

AND NOW, I PRESENT THE CANON FUTURE OF THE BITCHIN UNIVERSE...

10 YEARS LATER

Let’s be honest, Jungkook popped the question the day of graduation, he can’t imagine a life in which you wouldn’t be beside him

You said yes (shocker)

Cue Jungkook being the most wonderful partner and respecting your wish to finish your residency program before having the wedding

You absolutely kick ass at being a neonatal surgeon

Also, Jungkook started a film company! It’s small but he loves what he does and works with colleges and helps out the film majors with resources and equipment <3

SO IT'S THE DAY OF YOUR WEDDING RIGHT

Yara and your sisters are helping you get ready, with your best friend as the ever so reassuring maid of honor

And by that I mean you’re as calm as a cucumber and Yara is one wrong move away from having a stroke

“Y/N… Don’t freak out....The catering company put in two orders of shrimp instead of chicken and steak.”

“Yara, it’s okay.”

“NO ITS NOT???? THIS IS YOUR WEDDING DAY AND YOU’RE GETTING CRUSTACEANS.”

Y/N making Yara take a seat and practice some breathing exercises so she doesn’t upset the baby

Oh yeah, Yara is 10 weeks pregnant

Taehyung is the dad lol

Yara and Taehyung have been together ever since that day at the library hehe <3

They moved in together and adopted a cat and everything (sweet boy Tae wanted a dog but Yara’s afraid of dogs and Tae would do anything for that woman so Yeontan the cat it is)

Yara refuses to put a label on their relationship even after all this time, and Tae doesn’t ask for one. They’re happy and dedicated to each other and don’t feel the need to put pressure on something that’s already so perfect

Yara is actually violently in love with Tae but still scoffs when Y/N tries to bring it up

“Oh my god, you’re so in love with him”

“Huh??? you must be sick or something. Get well soon, damn :/”

Yara likes to come up with different labels for Taehyung every time she has to introduce him. Among her favorites are roommate, rent sharer, baby daddy and penis lender

Speaking of Taehyung, he’d have a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as he tries to calm down the panicking groom to be

“JK, breathe.”

“What if she doesn’t show up? What if she doesn’t want to marry me? What if I pressured her into this and— and I’ve freaked her out and now she hates me?”

“Dude, you guys have been engaged for eight years. She’s had her opportunity to run. She’ll show up.”

Taehyung scruffing up the younger man’s hair reassuringly, which only flusters him more because DAMMIT he wants to look perfect for you and now his hair is messed up >:(

(You like him no matter what his hair looks like though)

Jungkook literally swallowing down a sob as you walk down the aisle and he lays his eyes on you for the first time

You having a dumb smile on your face the entire walk over because your husband to be is crying and you haven’t even exchanged vows yet

The entire audience going all sobby when you finally do exchange vows because they’re so beautiful and real

The ten years together has not been easy— from financial struggles as you tried to support yourself through med school, to personal conflicts when Jungkook wanted to start a family already

But you guys figured it out

You always do

He’s your person. And you are his.

Y/N’s sisters Rosa and Lia are a WRECK— even your dad is tearing up

Your family loves Jungkook and have been counting down the days until you guys married, let’s be honest

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Jungkook punching the air with a “FINALLY!” before kissing the hell out of you

The cutting of the cake inevitably turning into a food fight

The shrimp entrees turning out to be pretty damn good

Yara catching the bouquet and wagging her brows at Taehyung suggestively

Jungkook pulling you aside to take photos of you outside the venue because you look so so pretty and he loves the way you smile when he’s the one behind the camera

The party is in full session, your siblings tearing up the dance floor like the extroverts they are

You and Jungkook are sat at the head of the room, hands intertwined underneath the table as you watch a tired and painfully sober Yara swing her bare feet onto Taehyung’s lap, requesting a foot rub

Watching your pregnant best friend and her lover together, you turned towards your own, smile impossibly wide

“What?”

“Let’s have a baby.” You’d grin, so stupid happy

Jungkook’s eyes going round and immediately jumping up from his seat because god that’s all he’s ever wanted

Being tugged out the room by a giddy Jungkook, one of your heels flinging off somewhere behind you.

“What’s happening? Where are we going?!”

The two of you find yourself in a storage room somewhere on the hotel floor

“Jeon Jungkook, what the hell—“

His mouth find yourself, kissing you in a way that couldn’t at the altar

You kissed him back without questions, arms wrapping around the man you now called your husband

“I love you.” He’d sigh into your neck, his hot breath causing you to shiver

“I love you too.”

“Let’s make a baby.”

“Yeah let’s— wait, right here? Right now?!”

Jungkook merely nodding as his mouth found the exposed skin of your chest

“Meathead, we can’t just ditch our wedding to have sex!”

“Why not? We did our marital duties. Now it’s our guests' job to get embarrassingly drunk and make a fool of themselves on the dance floor. No one will even miss us.”

“Isn’t baby making what our honeymoon is for?”

“Screw that. I’ve done my waiting. Let’s start our family, nerd.”

Jungkook kissing your protests silent before you inevitably give in and let him take you right there and then, your wedding dress hung around your hips

Husband and wife coming together with shaky breaths and hushed moans as they promise the rest of their lives to each other, making every argument, struggle or moment of uncertainty leading up to now totally worth it

Walk of shame back into the party with nervous hair fixing from you and a proud grin from Jungkook

Yara figuring out exactly why you two had sneaked off to, flashing the newly weds a knowing smirk

The night of your wedding, Jungkook surprises you with a present

You unwrap it in confusion, only to see that it’s a glass frame and inside of it is the wrinkled and worn out lined paper the two of you had scribbled on many many years ago

Jungkook hangs up the contract right above your bed as per your request, smiling as he does and jumping on him the moment he puts down the hammer bc dammit it you’re too heckin excited to make love with your sentimental loser of a husband

And yes, by the next month, you are pregnant and incredibly happy

And of course, your daughter and Yara’s son grow up to be best friends, not a family holiday passing by where they aren’t told the story of the totally bitchin’ way both set of their parents got together

#beyond the story #bts smut #Jungkook smut #bts jungkook #bts #bts imagines #bts preferences #Jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook

[aclosetfan]

For the Salty asks: 1, 3, 5 and 6?

Thanks so much for playing along! Ima be real with you 2 out of the 4 questions you asked really opened up a can of worms for me, and I’m so sorry. I put the less stressful ones first, and the other two are under the cut! Anyway, these were super fun to answer, but plz don’t hate me for it!! 😂😂

for anyone wondering, here’s the ask list: Salty Asks List 

3. Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

lmao yeah. It’s petty, but honestly, people’s personal morals really bleed through into their fandom opinions, and I’m not willing to put up with any unnecessary hate, especially in environments that are supposed to be fun. I’ve even blocked a few people. In the ppg fandom specifically, I’ve blocked a person who, I guess, thought it was necessary to try to gate-keep with racist/sexist/etc. terminology and ideologies, and I truly don’t have time for that 🤷‍♀️ (a lot of people probs know who I’m vaguing, but if you don’t, you’re lucky)

I can’t say I’ve ever unfollowed anyone for any innocent/not-in-conflict-with-my-morals fandom opinions. Usually, if I don’t agree with something, I just keep scrolling because lol whatever. Everyone’s entitled to their own opinion.

but ngl I have unfollowed people who just get annoying 😬😬 lol

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?*

I went into this fandom without having too many preferences, so I didn’t have a pairing that I’ve previously hated!

I guess I could say that while I never really hated them, the color-mixing and color-clashing ships weren’t ever on my radar until I came across the fandom content. Now, I really like them! Particularly, Brick and Bubbles!

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

Before anyone gets pissed off at me, before you get into my answer for this question, I’d like to really stress that you’ve got to go into it with absolutely zero fanon context. Like, erase all your headcanons from your mind. I’m dead serious. Because I literally DO NOT get why ANY rrbxppg ship would realistically work ever.

Okay, canonically, these six little funky science experiments were dead set on ending each other. The boys were absolutely horrible to the girls. And the girls literally KILL the boys. I know in fairytale romances, nothing stops love, but bruh, it’s hard to come back from murder 😂 And yeah, I know Clipsville showed the girls and the boys together as older teenagers, and they weren’t trying to kill each other, but that was an obvious gag. In the documentary, it was revealed that that particular “clip” was made because a bunch of people wanted the boys and girls to interact again, and CN gave into the demand. (also, lol I know it super embarrassing, but I did watch the documentary. I just really like Craig McCracken) I just don’t think that realistically a canon pairing between the two sets of triplets would ever be considered a healthy relationship. 

Also, ethically, I just—okay listen, I go back and forth with this allllll the time, but the ppgxrrb ships make me confront the “Would I sleep with my clone?” question way too often. Depending on my self-esteem, the answer changes each time. Like sometimes I’m like fuck yeah I would! Other times I’m like, ew, no, I’d have to consider my clone as a twin! I know counterparts aren’t technically clones, BUT the boys really do come across as identical to the girls in the show. The only difference really is their moral alignment (I’m nixing any gender argument). So, I’m like, omg, can I honestly pair these six together in any way??? Are they too close to each other genetically in some sense for this to be morally right??? Like if you ship Brick and Buttercup together, would that just essentially be shipping Brick and Butch/Blossom and Buttercup together in some messed up way??? Is Brick just Blossom, and Blossom just Brick?? Is it better just to ship color-matching instead of mixing???  

On top of all of that, wouldn’t the boys and girls be pseudo cousins since Mojo was the Professor’s lab monkey? Technically, in canon, Mojo ends up being both sets of triplets “creator,” so could the rrb and the ppg be considered siblings of some sort? Some of you are probably like, wow, calm down. Stop thinking about it. They’re science experiments. It’s not so deep. Which I get, but I can’t stop, so let me hit you with something ten times worse: should the girls (or the boys) actually be considered biological siblings? Does sugar, spice, and everything nice make you genetically related? Nothing put in the stirring pot was organic—just a bunch of chemicals. If you ship the boys and girls together this could be a good thing! BUT, but, could some sick fuck use this information to somehow justify shipping siblings (ppgxppg or rrbxrrb) together??? This is a literal nightmare to think about!!

All in all, I can’t think about these pairings too much without getting caught up in the logistics of their existence even if they’re fictional lmaoooo! If it wasn’t for the fandom, I wouldn’t ship them together at all. I just think it’s amazing that the ships took off like they did lol, because their literal (fictional) existence is just one giant mind fuck for me. Anyway, I ship them at the end of the day, but tbh I do it with a bit of a guilty conscience. Is it morally correct to ship clone-like counterparts? Or should counterparts be treated like twins? Does it even fucking matter at the end of the day, it’s just fiction? I don’t know the right answer. But I do know the pairings don’t make sense. 

Aside from the ppgxrrb, I don’t think there are many other BIG fandom wide pairings. Still, I just want to say that I don’t get why people ship Ace and Buttercup together. The pairing sounds off a few major alarms in my head for obvious reasons. There’s also a bunch of crack ships that involve crossovers with other cartoons. Generally, I don’t mind them, but it seems popular to ship Aku (from Samurai Jack) and Blossom together. And I’m real sorry to those devoted shippers, but again I do NOT get it. I see a lot of romantic fan art depicting romantic situations with Blossom still drawn as a child, and like I get Aku is an immortal demon, so “age is just a number,” but again, BIG ALARMS go off in my head.

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?*

🙃 🙃 Kind of don’t want to answer this, but I will anyway because only a few people actually read my blog lolol, so lol, yep! And it’s the reds. Don’t shoot me lol. When I was in middle school, I got into this fandom, forgot about it, and then came back when I was hit by a round of nostalgia. I’m finishing up college now, and I can confidentially say that the fanon content for the reds hasn’t changed one bit. Or the demand for it.

I tended to find that a lot of red content follows many archetypes that I’m just not into. Their stories can get a real cringey, real fast. Blossom is always written like this “perfect, except she’s not (but she really is)” character. Like she’s the girl you WISH you could be, but she’s also going through a shit ton of stuff that no person IRL would be able to handle without having a mental breakdown. And sometimes, in some stories, Blossom does have a mental breakdown, but in a sexy way, so she’s still perfect. Generally, there’s still something problematic about Blossom that makes it easy for a reader to relate to her on some level, unlike the way people write Bubbles. And then there’s Brick, who’s broody, hyper-possessive or jealous, and hot figuratively and literally (gotta love the fire/ice trope). He’s the only boy—no! Wait!—the only person who could ever possibly outwit Blossom, and he is just so undeniably attracted to Blossom. They’re the smart power couple that should honestly just hook-up in Chapter One to save everybody time, but they don’t. Nah, they’ve got to survive at least two love triangles before they even consider admitting they’re attracted to each other.  

And don’t get me wrong, none of that’s bad, but there are a million fanfics that go through the same song and dance with these two. And it’s kind of easy to tell when someone’s hardcore projecting onto Blossom because the type of person they’re personally attracted to is the way they write Brick. And I’m not knocking anyone self-projecting onto characters, sometimes people got to do that to give themselves a fun mental break, but bro, I don’t want to read about it. For one, smart broody assholes aren’t my type. Maybe when I was in middle school, but not anymore. And two, it’s just not interesting to me, which is a real shame since the reds are a majority of the fanon content.

Maybe if I found more red stories where the plot isn’t character-driven but plot-driven, so I see the romance between these two characters in a context where it’s not the main focus of the story, it would solve my issue with the pairing. I haven’t found many fics like that, though.

I can’t really think of any reds fic where I’m like ey, this aint bad unless it has a “major character death” tag attached to it lmao (which are always plot driven stories). However, in all honesty, since I’ve stayed away from red content for a while now, I don’t know the current state of things. Maybe there’s been a load more development for these two, or people have broken away from the same plotlines, but I’m too busy to check. I do browse people’s fic rec lists from time to time, but it sort of feels like everyone just puts the same fics on their lists and moves on.

And before someone’s like, “well, you can say all this about the greens or the blues,” just know I’m fully aware. The greens make me cringe too because there’s a shit ton of possessive and abusive storylines filling their story tags. And what makes me super uncomfortable is how people make Buttercup hit Butch or call him derogatory names, oftentimes unprompted. I don’t know why people make Buttercup such an unlikeable and overly aggressive person. I also don’t get why they make Butch some perverted idiot, but to each their own, I guess? Still, I see these green-character patterns most often in red-focused stories, which is another reason why I avoid them. I’ve found a lot of green-focused content that strays from the abusive tropes I try to avoid. Considerably less than I’d like, but the greens are typically the b-plot pairing, so that’s to be expected. Personally, I’d really like to see more content with the greens finding some kind of inner peace, and recently, I’ve seen a few fics that have tried to tackle this concept.

And lol, if you’ve read some of my posts before, you already know that I think the blues are an underdeveloped fanon pairing. The fandom can’t ruin that pairing for me because it never does anything substantial with it.  

Anyway, at the end of the day, I’m just personally not into the way the reds are popularly written, but I get why people are and that’s good with me. 

#salty ask game #lisathefan #an ethical debate in MY ppg post??? It's more likely then you think! #long post #ppg pairings #and all my issues with them #also im a firm believer in the block button being your friend!

[bigskydreaming]

I'm not sure if you got my request because i didn't had internet when i sent it, so i'll write it again xd Do you think Dick (and the batboys in general) are famouse like Bruce? Because in the comics there's not any clue about it, i've never seen anyone say something like "oh look! Its Dick Grayson!, y'know, Wayne's first ward/son And its a shame, because reporters would make such a hard life to all of them, it would maka a good narrative tool

Honestly, this is a prime example of that inconsistency I rant about, and also DC’s refusal to just COMMIT on even the most basic aspects of their universe like….uh…how many kids does Batman have. 

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Like, you would think that would meet the MINIMUM requirements of “shit you should probably have figured out and make sure everybody’s on the same page with” but DC’s like….nah, that’s not important.

So I mean…..I’m reasonably certain - like this is just my personal belief, but I’d put money on it being right, lol - but I think the primary reason there’s so little mention in the comics of how Bruce’s kids are viewed in the public eye/how much the public are aware of them (in the New 52, at least, as pre-Flashpoint there was a lot more plot around that kind of thing, especially back in the 80s and 90s)……

…is because 90% of the writers and editors have no clue either, and nobody wants to be the one to ask, and like, open that can of worms. I 100% think you could ask five different writers at DC which kids Bruce has OFFICIALLY adopted in this current continuity, and get five different answers, lol.

There’s been so much handwaving about Dick’s status ever since Spyral, and again - I think its because nobody bothered to think through the logistics of the Hypnos/global-mindwipe machine BEFORE writing it into the story, and then once it did occur to any of them to like….wonder just how specifically it worked, they were like, fuck it, better just be as vague as possible. So, according to Grayson, everyone Helena didn’t program into the exclusion list before the satellite was activated should have no recollection of Dick Grayson, which is why he was able to ‘go back to his old life’ and be Nightwing again, without worrying about his secret identity having been unmasked…..

But what does that mean for his official identity as adopted son or even just ward of billionaire Bruce Wayne? People can’t have NO memory of Dick Grayson and still remember that Bruce Wayne took in a kid named Dick Grayson. I mean, as far as I can tell, the overall consensus in the comics seems to be that after the satellite was activated, Dick just kinda started from scratch as ‘Dick Grayson’ like, he was free to be himself again, but it was like he was a blank slate/came out of nowhere as far as everyone else was concerned. But again, that means as far as anyone outside of their close circle of family and friends know….Dick Grayson is a non-entity to Bruce Wayne and the two have no history. 

Which I mean, is fairly shitty and you’d think if nothing else, there’d be massive story potential there for delving into Dick’s character and his relationship with Bruce and examining how he felt about ‘having his old life/identity back’….except with the caveat that as far as the world is concerned, his life and identity don’t and have never included his father.

Cut to DC: Naaaaaaaah.

But even WITH that, plot holes persist, and abound, because…..why didn’t the satellite erase the Court of Owls’ knowledge/memory of Dick? Even before Luthor gave Cobb those goggles and files to help him with bringing Ric into the fold, Cobb clearly was already stalking Ric and knew exactly who he was….the Court obviously already had that doctor in place while he was still in recovery…so, whoops. I mean, you could probably come up with an explanation about the Court, via their own tech and resources, having had some protections in place 24/7 that kept the satellite from affecting them even though they weren’t on guard for it specifically…..but again, Occam’s Razor….I feel like the real answer is DC just didn’t care enough to think things that far through. Especially since the average Bludhaven citizen, like Bea, at least didn’t seem totally blown away when Ric revealed to her that amnesia aside, he was supposedly some rich billionaire’s adopted kid….which again suggests that as far as the writers were thinking, people in general are familiar with the idea that Bruce Wayne has more than one kid.

Then you’ve got Jason’s whole situation, and to be honest….I really only have the vaguest idea what’s going on there, because reading Lobdell books is against my religion, and I am a devout and deeply spiritual person, as you all probably can tell. I mean, I know that there’s something going on where like, Jason had himself legally resurrected in the public eye and is openly referring to himself as Bruce Wayne’s formerly-assumed dead foster kid……but like, is that the official official word, or would other writers if you asked them say they’d been operating under the assumption Bruce had adopted Jason too at some point in the Rebirth timeline, or….idek, man.

I…..honestly don’t have the faintest fucking clue what to make of the many back-and-forth retcons about Tim and his parents and his official place in the Batfam/relationship with Bruce, and am actually slightly terrified of even trying to make sense of that clusterfuck of a Gordian knot, so my official stance on Tim is to just like….back sloooooowly away from the anthropomorphic-migraine-masquerading-as-a-backstory, without like….agitating it and accidentally setting off another multiverse Crisis birthed wholly from just that one all-consuming black hole of a retcon.

I mean, there’s a reason I basically just shoehorn all the kids’ official pre-Flashpoint family statuses into anything I write in Rebirth continuity, and that’s not just stubbornness and my refusal to play the “now this kid is adopted…now he’s not…now he is again….except he’s not….oh he’s adopted again…..oh wait now he’s not again" game. 

Its like. Also for the sake of my sanity and stuff.

(And also hahahahaha fuck you DC times infinity, every time you use the words “blood son,” or “real family” in a comic, or have one of Bruce’s other kids refer to Bruce as “your father” when talking to Damian, as if that’s not an utterly bizarre and roundabout way for any sibling to refer to their mutual parent and thus I j’ete REFUSE to acknowledge it as valid….ahem, anyway, my point is, every time they do that in a comic, I double down and headcanon Bruce throwing a random as fuck gala for literally no other purpose than to remind all of Gotham that he has half a dozen kids and they’re all better than everyone else’s. Ugh. Kill it. Kill the “blood son” nonsense with fire and lightning and also lots of stabbing maybe).

Anyway, that’s my official stance on DC’s stance on Damian in the books.

Then as far as Cass goes….ugh, her origins were pretty much utterly butchered by the New 52, which IMO has also failed to give us Cass and Bruce bonding and dynamics sufficient to Sate Mine Ire™, sooooooo…..I mean, my perception of the current canon is that Cassandra’s official status is “secret mystery foster child that nobody really knows about,” but because I do not care for that and there’s the whole not sufficiently sated ire thing I mentioned, I officially reject this canon and willfully replace it with pre-Flashpoint Bruce and Cass love and adoption. DC’s welcome to kiss my critically acclaimed hiney if I’m doing it wrong.

Which brings us last, but certainly not least, as its only this way because I go sequentially and Duke is still Shiny and New comparative to the others and will be until the next inevitable fostering/adoption/clone hi-jinks bumps him up the sequential ladder (except I randomly switched Damian and Cass around this time because LOOK I DONT MAKE THE RULES, THERE ARE NO RULES i hvea Adhd hiccup sob leavem e aloooone soooooob)…..

Duke’s official status, much like the rest of the Batkids, can be summed up as Honestly, I Really Don’t Have A Fucking Clue And Am Just Winging This Whole Thing.

I mean, there’s less inconsistency with him, due mostly to the fact that so few writers other than Snyder use him (boo, hiss, and not just because I hate having to give Snyder credit for stuff - look, I love his Duke, but I loathe how he writes Dami, its a thing, I just…don’t get me started). But what inconsistencies there are….well….they’re a bit glaring.

Basically one major storyline showed Duke as being an official foster kid/ward of Bruce’s and living out of the Manor with Bruce and Damian and occasionally Tim when he’s not off road-tripping around the multiverse….and then Batman and the Signal had Duke in the care of his uncle, who was stated to be his legal guardian and Duke was constantly sneaking out in order to meet Bruce in the special Signal-cave he built specifically for Duke to operate out of so he didn’t have to like, drive all the way out to the Manor to change just so he could then drive back into the city and patrol. And then Batman and the Outsiders just said fuck all that, here’s Duke and Cass hopping hemispheres with the Outsiders every other issue, so apparently nobody’s making unscheduled visits anywhere back in Gotham to make sure these two are where they’re legally assumed to be, which again, for the record is…..*error, source not found*

LOLOL and the really fun thing about this little back and forth is I’m pretty sure allllll these conflicting takes are all the work of the same writer. Like. GET ON YOUR OWN PAGE, DUDE.

Also, again I have to assume the “Can’t Be Bothered To Give A Shit, Or Maybe They’re All Just Really Bad At Logic” curse has struck again, because….uhhhh…..

….at no point anywhere in Duke’s stories have I seen Bruce or literally anyone else express concern about the fact that Duke living with Bruce as his official foster, like he definitely and clearly was at some point at least…..means that literally every single one of his We Are Robin friends who knows that he was taken in by the Batfam (and there’s several of them who know this)….like, by the transcendent properties of You Can’t Honestly Think They’re That Dumb, that’s a good five or six civilians out there who probably took all of five seconds to play connect the dots and figure out the Wayne family, having officially taken Duke in on paper…..is pretty likely the Batfamily.

I mean, I like all of Duke’s friends and would definitely headcanon/write them as all being trustworthy and able to keep this knowledge to themselves for Duke’s sake, if nothing else, but I mean, its pretty unprecedented for Bruce to out himself and all of his kids/allies by extension, to like, that many civilian teenagers all in one swoop….

…sooooooo, you’d think, AGAIN, logically, maybe, perhaps, this is the kind of thing that should be brought up in a narrative somewhere as a plot point worth delving into, y’know, just for shits and giggles and maybe a little bit of that whatchamacallit - oh right, character development, but.

Cut to DC: Naaaaaaah.

 *throws up hands and does the I Can’t Even Shuffle all the way home*

In conclusion:

DC is a mess. The official/public status of each and every Batkid is a mess. Except for Damian, the blood son, but we have that pencilled in on the schedule to be killed with fire and also stabbing, so he can get filed under ‘just a fucking mess’ with the rest of his siblings. Hashtag Solidarity.

I mean, I say just write or headcanon their official status however you damn well please, and it’ll STILL be more effort than I believe DC has put into organizing and staying consistent with all of this, and thus STILL make more sense than what we currently have to work with.

*Shrugs* If they don’t care enough to provide a clear canon blueprint to follow when mapping the Bat Family Tree, I can’t be bothered to care if the one I make up myself happens to contradict one single mention of one kid’s official status as claimed by one issue of one book.

Especially if it was written by Lobdell.

Jason’s just a foster son my ass. grumble mumble bitter vengeful swears and a pox on all DC’s houses. WHY DO YOU PEOPLE HATE ADOPTION SO MUCH, INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW AND ALSO FUCK YOU.

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Lunyx | Dirty Dancing Au | ch.1

Day 1 - LUNYX WEEK ✧   Movie AU

Couple: Lunafreya Nox Fleuret/Nyx Ulric

Words: 4964

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Summary: Princess Lunafreya Lucis Caelum - the daughter of Regis Lucis Caelum and Sylva Nox Fleuret and the sister of Ravus and Noctis - is a very good mannered, intelligent, innocent and curios young girl. She sneaks out of Insomnia’s palace to join the Glaives in the slums, only to find Nyx and Crowe enjoying their hours of freedom by dancing senseless some galahdian dances in front of hundreds of people. When Crowe gets badly injured during her guard duty, Nyx needs to find a good partner before the dance competition of next month. That may be the hardest thing to find in Insomnia. Until Luna offers.

Comment: This is chapter 1, but more are coming. Honestly I LOVE writing this fic. It’s so fun, so sensual, and I have the fondest memories of this movie. When I was three it was the only thing I wanted to watch (you can figure what kind of worries this put on my dad’s shoulders xD ). 

You must agree with me that Nyx is meant to use that body to dance, like, he really has a dancer’s body. And Luna … what a ballerina. 

As for the Lunafreya LUCIS CAELUM …. lol. Well, I love this idea. I wanted to use Noctis, but I was tired to explain in every fic how platonic their relationship was (and I was even more tired to find new lovers for him just to give him a happy ending), so I got straight to the point and I turned them into siblings lolol. So, now Regis and Sylva are the parents and Ravus, Luna and Noctis the children. I love this. I love every thing of this. 

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do :)))

If her brothers knew, they would have killed her.

There was no way that the Princess of Lucis had permission to sneak out of the palace to visit the slums of the city, all because of one of her Glaive’s stories. Now that the war against Niflheim seemed to have come to an end and had entered into one of the most delicate moments of the treaty, one single move from a reckless Princess had the potential to soil the reputation of the entire royal family and ruin everything.

In spite of this, Lunafreya Lucis Caelum was ready to take that chance.

With only a white hood covering her blonde ponytail, she stepped out onto the dirty tiles of the slums, mouth open wide in awe. She had never been in a noisier place. Everyone was screaming without a single argument, the music pumping out from the small shops stacked on top of one another, restaurants filled with hundreds of people strolling along, enjoying the tasty street food.

Luna - that was the name her brother Noctis labeled her with when they were kids - had almost lost herself in that unknown place. If it weren’t for the small GPS incorporated in her ear device, she wouldn’t have found the “Yama’s hut” she was aiming for. It was pure luck that her personal Glaive - a black mage named Crowe - lost the GPS a couple of days before; it was convenient for Luna to use it to find her way in the maze of the slums.

Luna liked Crowe’s personality and was thrilled about knowing more of her, even out of work.

“When us Glaives are off, we grab a bite at Yama’s. Galhadian food, Princess. I don’t know if you would like it,” Crowe told her once. She had Luna at ‘us Glaives’. It was no secret how curious the Princess was and how much she was attracted by the subtle dynamics in the Kingsglaive’s department. “If we’re not too tired, we go dancing somewhere after dinner. Or we have a stroll in the streets. You know, the only entertainment we street rats can have.”

“It sounds far more appealing than the boring political talks we have in front of the fire everyday with the rest of the royal family.”

Crowe smiled. “Family is important, Princess.”

“I know. But I’d love something different for a change.”

So, here she was. Escaping in great secret from the palace, taking refuge in the dangerous slums of Insomnia. Crowe didn’t know anything and undoubtedly she wouldn’t have approved. But Luna was too far in, and she didn’t plan on going back now.

After some time, the Princess finally found the famous restaurant and quickly went down the stairs toward the counter. Luna was disappointed. It wasn’t even a proper restaurant, just a stall with a table in the front of it. Some people were sitting there: all Glaives, judging by the uniform. She didn’t recognize anyone, except maybe for a blonde guy. She was pretty sure his name was Luche.

She would have said hello, but considering the circumstances, she wanted to hide her identity until she found Crowe. So, she avoided his gaze.

“Good evening to ya, fine lady. I’m Yama. ‘Ow can I help ya?” The owner of the restaurant was an odd guy, with a bandana on his forehead and a dirty apron.

“I was… looking for Crowe. Crowe Altius,” Luna said, using a very low tone. That was a mistake— the man couldn’t help but be suspicious at her far too gentle manners.

“Were you two supposed to meet here?”

“Not really, it’s … a surprise. Crowe told me she always comes here after work.”

“Indeed, she does. But at this hour she’ll probably be squashed to Nyx’s body, all faint and sweaty,” Yama said, hardly containing a mocking laugh. Behind her, the small group of Glaives burst out in a similar laugh.

“She surely is!”

“’Bet Pelna is crying in a corner already!”

“Nyx, that son of a …!” One Glaive punched the table, looking outraged.

“The smartest of us all, grabbing those thighs of hers every time he can…!” Another Glaive exhibited a gesture Luna would surely have defined as vulgar.

“It’s art, guys, just art!” the third soldier added, but he was clearly joking. Luna turned around, puzzled by the weird discussion her simple request had caused. She squeezed her eyes and bowed a little.

“I’m sorry, I don’t quite understand. Where exactly can I find her now?”

The Glaives ignored her and persisted in their laughs. Only Yama actually cared to answer.

“Go down those stairs and follow the music. It’s deafening, you can’t miss it. And, oh! Since you’re here, do you mind doing me a little favor?” He didn’t wait for her to accept, and came out from the kitchen holding a huge watermelon. Nonchalantly, he placed it in Luna’s arms.

“Give this to Libertus, will ya.”

“Excuse me?”

“Is it too heavy?” Yama asked, seeing the girl bending under the weight of the big fruit. “Nah, you’ll be fine. You better go,” he concluded, shrugging. Luna blinked, surprised and outraged. She didn’t know how to answer to such a shameless attitude, so she just walked away, suddenly realizing how being alone in the real word could really feel.

'Follow the music’ was a better hint than Luna initially expected it to be. In the midst of all the chaos of the slums, there was in fact an appealing music that overshadowed everything else. It was instinctive, rhythmic, and swinging— calling to her, speaking right to her core. It lead her right to the inside a huge pub, which Luna was pretty sure was one of the popular 'Discotheque’. The entrance was free though, so Luna sneaked in under the perplexed gazes of the guardians.

There were so many people inside that Luna and the watermelon had some difficulties moving at first. But what left her speechless was watching the wild dances from the people. Luna had seen something similar only during some documentaries about animals mating.

“For Shiva’s sake!” Luna whispered as she stared, flabbergasted, as a girl and a boy smashed into each other, bodies joining as one into a tribal and sensual singular. “What is–” and her jaw almost fell down when the boy leaned down to kiss the girl’s belly, his fingers creeping up her thighs as she moved to the rhythm. “This is indecent!”

In that very moment, someone casually pushed her from behind and her hood fell down, leaving her exposed. In a matter of seconds, someone recognized her.

“Princess …? No way!” Luna quickly turned around, heart pumping in her chest like a drum. Her cheeks were burning red.

“Libertus!”

“What are you doing here?” The chubby member of the Kingsglaive she could easily recognized anywhere was coming in her direction, a cocktail in one hand and a beer in the other. He noticed the watermelon and stared down at it, puzzled.

“T-this is for you,” Luna stuttered, still flustered by how embarrassing those dances around her made her feel.

“That son of a shoopuff— did Yama-san give you a fricking watermelon to carry down here? He gave it to you? To a Princess?”

“Sssh!” Luna begged, shaking her head. “Please, Sir Ostium, don’t draw any attention to me. Nobody knows I left the palace.”

“You mean you snuck out unguarded?” Libertus stared at her in shock, taking the watermelon from Luna’s arms and giving her the cocktail in exchange. “For Astrals’ sake, come with me. Stay close— we really can’t have royalty get hurt in a pub full of Glaives.”

The pub was indeed full of Glaives. Now that Luna had the guts to look people in the face - and not only at their bodies moving in a savage mockery of dance - she recognized a lot of them. There was Pelna Khara, dancing alone near the counter. Axis Arra, moving like an idiot in the center of the dance floor to the great embarrassment of his partner, and Tredd Furia, kissing a blonde girl in a corner.

Luna followed Libertus, looking around like a lamb in the lions’ den, all innocent and purity. She was irrationally attracted to the rhythmic music and she found herself envying the flexibility of the dancers’ bodies, so boneless and agile, in the center of the dance floor.

“Do you guys do this every night?” Luna asked, screaming so that Libertus could hear her.

“Well, not really. But what did you come here for exactly, Princess? This isn’t a place for someone like you.”

Pelna had quickly joined their little entourage after he recognized the Princess immediately. He tried to protest to her, but Lunafreya quickly silenced him with a comment.

“I needed a distraction and Crowe told me about this place. I wanted to meet her and see how you Glaives live when you’re off duty. Where is she?”

Libertus looked at Pelna and both raised their eyebrows before Pelna sighed. Luna swore there was sadness when he said, “Look over there.”

She turned around and followed Pelna’s finger, only to catch an amazing couple in the center of the floor. The Princess immediately wondered how she hadn’t seen them before, since around them a large crowd of cheering people had formed. If there was a competition, Luna would have without a doubt classified them as a brand new level of perfection. Nobody in the discotheque could even compare.

Crowe was spinning around in the tall man’s arms, like she weighed nothing but air as he moved her like a puppet, ensnared in her own strings.

“That man…” Luna swallowed. “Nyx Ulric…?”

Indeed it was, there was no doubt about it. She could have recognized the profile of his body from a million similar ones— that and his peculiar haircut.

The Princess opened her mouth in awe, watching the couple performing some incredible stunts, easily defined as dangerous. Nyx lifted Crowe by taking her by her hips and rotating her in the air like a whirligig, catching her in a sensual pose. Her long leg rested on his side, his nose on her collarbone. Crowe didn’t stand still, but indulged a moment in that position, only to drag herself up by holding onto his neck and crawling up to him, reaching for his mouth and almost kissing him. Luna held her breath, anticipating them to begin kissing in front of them all, but Crowe simply smiled and backed off, her body swinging. The crowd showed its disappointment by cheering and screaming, but neither Crowe nor Nyx cared, continuing their dancing as if they were the only two in the hall.

“They look great together,” Luna said, full of admiration.

Pelna face palmed; it probably wasn’t the first time he heard that. Libertus smirked and got closer so Luna would be able to hear him.

“Yeah. You’d think they’re a couple, wouldn’t you?”

“Aren’t they?”

“Nah. Not since we were kids.”

Luna looked backed at the two Glaives. They were swinging their hips so close to one another that it made heat in Luna’s cheeks climb. It was lewd.

“He just grabbed her thighs!” Luna exclaimed, pointing at them scandalized. Libertus laughed.

“Well, this is how our Galahdian dances work.”

The song quickly finished and with it Crowe and Nyx, smiling and sweating, stopped their dancing. They looked like they were having fun, letting themselves go, and that touched a hard note in Luna’s heart. Their faces shined so bright it made them look like stars in the middle of a thousand dark meteorites. Luna knew immediately what to call that feeling inside her: Envy. Not jealousy. Or at least, that was what she initially thought.

The two Glaives decided to take a break and approached Libertus and Pelna, their closest friends, both freezing in place when they noticed the Princess.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Nyx groaned, eyes widening. Crowe covered her mouth stepping ahead as fast as she could.

“Your Highness, why are you here?” Even if meeting Crowe was the purpose of her entire breakout, Luna was now hesitant in seeing her. Maybe because it was the first time they met outside of her time on duty. Or, maybe, because she just saw her dancing senseless with one of the most attractive men in the Kingsglaive. The way their bodies had touched…

“I … I carried a watermelon.”

Crowe looked at her for a several seconds straight, saying nothing. There was no polite answer to such a stupid statement. Luna curled her lips in a grimace. Why did she have to make herself so ridiculous?

“I carried a watermelon…?” Luna repeated.

“Ok, you have to go back before your father - or your brothers - find out!” Crowe said, shaking her head in frustration. She seemed determined in taking the situation into her own hands, quite literally. She took the Princess’ shoulder and made her turn around.

“No!” Luna immediately objected. “It’s too late and I’m already here! Let me stay for a little longer. Just go on! Dance and have fun, Crowe! Nothing bad could possibly happen to me in a room full of Glaives.”

Crowe hesitated, looking at Luna’s big blue eyes. Since she was charged with her safety, Crowe had grown extremely protective of the Princess, so much so that she easily behaved more like a mother than a bodyguard. And, just like a mother, she couldn’t say no to the innocent blue eyes staring up at her, batting her lashes.

“Fine, but just ten more minutes. I’ll get to have another dance. Stay here and if someone recognize you, don’t say anything. Just come to me,” she said, raising a finger toward Luna. Luna internally jubilated, but only slightly smiled to show her joy.

“Thank you! Anyway, I didn’t know you guys could dance like this, it’s–” Luna gestured, “—amazing! Where did you learn?”

“It’s just our heritage,” Nyx explained, taking the drink Pelna was offering to him. He took a long sip. There was sweat on his face and neck, but he seemed used to it— from the battlefield and the dance floor.

“Really? So, Sir Ostium, can you dance like that, too?”

Nyx almost spit his drink out in an attempt of hiding his explosive laugh. Wiping away the liquid with his bare arm, he started to chuckle, amused.

Libertus showed his salty side. “Ah-ah-ah, yeah, make fun of me. This doesn’t make me less Galahdian than people dancing like animals in their spare time. I just have other … Gifts. Yeah, that’s it.”

Nyx clicked his tongue and shrugged.

“Sure, tell the Princess more about it. In the meantime, me and Crowe are gunna have another dance. Shall we?” Crowe clearly agreed because she was already pulling him on the dance floor, eager to continue to move.

“Is she gunna be ok?” Nyx asked when they were alone again. He couldn’t really understand her willingness to let the Princess stay in the discotheque.

“She would never forgive me if I didn’t let her stay,” Crowe explained.

“The Princes will kill you if they find out.”

“I know.” The brunette stuck her body to his and started to roll, following the beat. Nyx initially went along with it, but his gaze kept sneaking to the Princess, as if he was worried for her. Crowe noticed this, smirking.

“Invite her to dance.” Nyx heard the sentence but he could hardly understand it. It didn’t even sound like words. He frowned and tried to focus harder on Crowe.

“What?”

“Invite her to dance. She’s looking at you like something to eat. I bet she wouldn’t say no.”

Nyx glanced at Luna, whose mouth was opened wide, watching them from afar. The innocence and the marvel on her aristocratic face was almost funny to admire, so dissonant with the situation, but at the same time it was so appealing that Nyx could hardly hide his interest. He indulged the thought, just for a moment, wondering how it would feel to pull her closer in a dance. The mere thought set his guts on fire.

“Something to eat? I’d say she’s looking at us like she’s at the zoo.”

Crowe giggled, but now Nyx was hesitant. They pirouetted and danced for a little more, but then Nyx grew courageous and entrusted the brunette to Pelna - who literally couldn’t have wished for a better chance - and waved at the Princess. As he offered his hand to her, he enjoyed the panic forming on her face.

“Me? No… Not a good idea.” Of course she would have refused in the beginning, but Nyx tried again, hoping for a more positive response. She was so beautiful in that moment, her cheeks burning red. He didn’t know what was he was possibly thinking, but he just knew that giving up wasn’t an option.

“C'mon.” He moved his fingers.

“I can waltz. Not this.”

“I’ll teach you.”

Nyx took her hand gently but firmly and this time she let him, even though she looked at Crowe in the vain hope to receive some support. When they reached the center of the dance floor, the Glaive positioned himself in front of her and gently lifted her chin.

“Look at me.” She did and their eyes glued together. “The basis is simple. Just slowly roll your hips.” And as he said so, he rested his hands on her waist, causing her to panic. Luna’s face flushed even a more fluorescent shade of red, her expression no doubt panicked, but Nyx decided to ignore her embarrassment and simply started to guide her. He began to slowly roll her hips, hoping that the movement would give her an example.

After a moment of hesitance, Luna imitated him.

“Yes. Good.” He bit down on his lip in an extremely attractive smirk, which should have been considered illegal. “Now this.” He started to sway, increasing the pace as she managed to move correctly. He looked satisfied on how quick she learned, and due to her movements he grew more comfortable. He even dared to pull her closer, her entire body attached to his.

“Oh, my…” she gasped, but Nyx smiled even wider, taking advantage on her distraction to use his leg to open hers. “Nyx Ulric!” she protested in a little yell, though it did nothing but make him laugh. Pushing her to do something so clearly out of her comfort zone felt like heaven.

He continued, “Just follow me.”

And she did.

Nyx felt her loosen her tension a bit so he could guide her by moving his legs to the beat.

Luna was surprised by how her own body could react to his and to the music, and she actually started to let loose and have fun. She put her arms around his neck and abandoned herself to the rhythm.

“See? You’re way better than you thought!” Nyx couldn’t hide his surprise, but welcomed her initiative in her movements. When he put his palms on her hips, touching her greedily like he usually did when he danced with Crowe, he forgot for a moment that he had the Princess of Eos in his hands and not another common Galahdian immigrant.

He should have shown more respect, should have pulled his hands off. But he didn’t. He couldn’t.

On the contrary, he delicately pushed against her, enjoying the view of her bare neck falling back. He pulled her up and hugged her close again, smelling the strawberry scent of her hair, touching the soft skin of her earlobe with his nose. But, like anything, it was bound to end. The song was fading into another and so their dance was officially over. Neither of them had expected the sudden feeling of loss, though neither allowed it to show.

“Another one?” Luna immediately asked but Nyx shook his head, laughing.

“Maybe next time,” he said, glancing at Crowe who was already heading in their direction. Her eyebrows were high on her face, and the smile on her lips said that she knew something more than she dared to say.

“Sorry to interrupt, but the Princess really needs to go home now.”

Nyx pulled his hands off her waist with a certain reluctance and Luna followed.

“C'mon, your Highness,” Crowe pleaded, taking Luna by the arm as she gently pulled her away.

Nyx and Luna looked at each other for another second before parting ways, a strange emotion fueling their bodies. A sort of heat which would have been normal in every dancer. But in their case, it wasn’t normal at all.

—————-

Once Crowe took her home - leading her through some secret corridors anyone other than the Glaive would never have been aware of - Luna found her room annoyingly silent and boring. She kept singing in her head the Galahdian songs she heard at the discotheque, moving her feet to a rhythm beating only in her memory.

She brushed her teeth and cleaned her skin, catching in the mirror an unusual glow in her eyes and the rose color of her cheeks. She had fun like she never had before, and all of the fun and energy seemed good for her skin. A smile was something so rare to grace her face. After all, royal life didn’t offer a lot to smile about.

Thinking about all that, she passed a hand over her neck, waist, and thighs, following the burning trace Nyx left behind. She smiled again, heart beating fast like a drum. And, for the first time in forever, she didn’t wish to go to sleep just to have pleasant dreams. —————-

The next morning Crowe knocked at her door, punctual as always. She looked the same as every time before, wearing her usual Kingsglaive’s uniform. Her posture was that of a soldier and her words were as professional as always.

“Milady.” The little bow made Luna nearly laugh.

“Oh, please, Crowe. I saw you dance half naked in a Galahdian pub yesterday. Let’s not pretend we are not over the formalities now,” she giggled, in a semi confidential tone. Crowe smirked, raising an eyebrow. “I wanted to pretend yesterday didn’t happen.”

“But… it did. And you can call me Lunafreya, now. However, I’ll keep your secret so you won’t have any troubles with my family. It was my choice, after all.”

Crowe answered her with a simple nod and together they left Luna’s room and entered the palace corridors. Some Crownsguard positioned at the exits greeted the Princess and her heels clicked on the marble tiles, but everything else was perfectly, peacefully, silent.

When they got closer to the main entrance, they crossed Noctis, Luna’s youngest brother. Without even saying a word, he reached out for Luna. She quickly kissed him on the cheek and parted ways.

That was their relationship; they really didn’t need to say much outloud for others to hear. They cared for and protected each other, sharing the same point of view about most things. But at the same time they didn’t suffocate each other.

With Ravus, it was…. different. He was the first child of the line of Lucis, but due to his tormented personality, their father Regis had chosen to put him as the leader of the army, while Noctis became the official heir to the throne.

It was a deal that everyone accepted, in the end.

In the huge court of the Citadel’s palace, a shiny car waited for the Princess.

As she appeared on the top of the stairs, the two Glaives on duty stood up in a military salute. Luna smiled, recognizing Nyx and Libertus.

She bowed to them both, though she did take a moment to look in their eyes for a brand new complicity that she immediately knew she loved. But she also knew who was the true reason beyond the crazy beat of her heart.

“Sir Ulric …” Luna whispered, waiting for him to take her hand, as to help her into the car. “Your Highness.” Nyx’s smirk would have illuminated Lestallum for a week if the power station had needed the wattage.

Libertus noticed, shaking his head as he jumped behind the wheel, Crowe sitting in the front next to him. Nyx and Luna positioned themselves in the back-seat.

“Welcome aboard,” Libertus started as they readied to leave, his tone a serious, mocking sound that made Luna nearly laugh. “Our destination is Insomnia’s theater, where the daughter of King Regis and Queen Sylva will have some kind of business that I don’t really know anything about. I hope you will have a comfortable journey. Please put on your seat belt, do not talk to the driver, and to lower the volume of your voice as to not disturb the other passengers. The arrival time is scheduled for 10:15 AM. The temperature outside is 23 degrees. We hope you have a safe journey and we thank you for choosing Kingsglaive airlines.”

Crowe gave him a punch on the leg and he cried loudly, dramatic as always. Nyx covered his face, unsure of what suave phrase he could say that would have made the girls smile.

“Shut up and drive, Lib.”

“So Princess. Did you like your few hours of freedom yesterday?”

For some reason, Luna peered at Nyx through her eyelashes, her cheeks flushing red, and got even more flustered when she noticed he was avoiding her gaze. “Yes, I … I did.”

Libertus smirked and looked at her in the rearview mirror. “Did you now? Goooood, so you’re gonna be there next month, when Nyx and Crowe are going to debut on stage?”

“Libertus!” Nyx immediately protested.

“What?” Libertus acted like he had done nothing wrong, just like the clueless punk he always was.

“Debut on stage?” Such a phrase clearly switched the Princess’ attention on. Whatever it was, she was determined to learn more.

“It’s nothing, your Highness,” Nyx answered.

“Well, it’s not really 'nothing’…” Crowe decided that at that point it was safe to let Luna know. “Nyx and I signed up for a famous dance competition. There’s a lot of money at stake, enough money to go back to Galahd and start rebuilding our homes.”

“Oh.” Luna’s heart inevitably ached. “You want to go back home.”

There was silence. Nobody could say that living in Insomnia was bad, since King Regis had been generous with the Kingsglaive, but they still were only immigrants. Even after years, Insomnia wasn’t their home.

The car left the Citadel and entered into the core of the city, hitting only a bit of traffic at rush hour.

“Anyway, Princess, you should come to see them,” Libertus continued, trying to put a cheerful note on their conversation.

“No, she doesn’t,” Nyx said.

“C'mon, bud.” Libertus turned around a bit to look his friend in the eyes. “Don’t be like that, it could be —”

All of a sudden, Crowe grabbed the instrumental panel of the car to hold on a she screamed.

“Niffs!!”

“Libertus—watch out!”

Libertus turned around, but it was too late. All that Luna remembered was Nyx sheltering her with his own body, pushing her against the soft material of the seat. After that, only black.

——————

“They were lucky to survive. The car is absolutely destroyed. The attack was nothing but the result of a mad man who had not plan other than to start shooting. He wasn’t even in touch with the resistance, and is now under arrest. However, the two Glaives that sat in the front won’t be able to walk for a while, but the doctors say they will heal. They’ll just need time. The Princess is safe, thanks to Nyx Ulric, who was miraculously uninjured as well.”

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“What about the competition, Nyx?” Crowe whispered from the bed of the hospital as her friend reached out for her hand.

He was sad when he said, “All that matters is that you and Libertus are alive. You had me scared.”

But Crowe shook her head, causing herself unnecessary pain. She was covered in bandages, resembling more a mummy than a human.

“You still can participate. Maybe you should just find another partner.”

“Oh really? Do you think it’s that easy to find someone on our level here in Insomnia, Crowe?” Nyx asked, rolling his eyes.

“I’ll do it.” The Princess, who had been on her way into the hospital room, had heard everything.

Nyx was flabbergasted, staring at her with such a shocked expression that it could have been easily confused with panic.

“You’re in this condition because you were guarding me. Let me try and do my best to repay you for the damage I put you through.”

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