#pg 14 or 16 or something I guess | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

sparklingchim · 2 years

Text

long way home 23 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 2.1k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg

warnings: they have The Talk !!!!!! raw emotions, rejection ... , just lots lots los of different feelings 🫂

summary: the one where jungkook explains himself

a/n: it's my birthday today, so here's a lwh update as a liddol gift <3

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08| 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

Sundays are for reading books.

This is a serious law that you have adhered to since you became obsessed with devoting all your free time to fictional characters.

With a romance fantasy book in your hand, you pad into your living room. You're in the mood for some romance today - sickeningly sweet subtle interactions and heart-wrenching love confessions kinda romance.

Before you plop down on your couch, you hear your doorbell ring.

Not letting go of your book, you walk towards the door.

You peer through the peephole. Your breath catches in your throat.

It's Jungkook.

Now, you have two choices. Ignore him and read your book or let him in and see where that leads. You could always tell him to leave if it's too much for you.

Without giving it a second thought, you open the door.

"Hey," Jungkook greets you. He has a tight lipped smile gracing his face, deciphering the mood you're in and deciding that you're not completely hating him - at least now - judging from the way he relaxes his shoulders.

"Hi," you answer.

"I thought...maybe we could talk?" Jungkook's injury on his lip has subsided. It's barely noticeable.

You should talk. It's long overdue.

"Come in." You make room for him to enter the apartment and Jungkook takes his shoes off.

"Were you reading?" Jungkook points at the book in your hand.

"I was about to start, but then you rang the bell," you say as you lead him to the living room.

You place the book on the coffee table before you sit down on the couch with Jungkook.

One question is tickling your tongue. You clear your throat, feigned nonchalance unfurls on your features.

"Where is Nabi?"

"Ah," Jungkook blows. A trace of penitence dwells on his sigh. "Namjoon's watching over her. I asked if he could come over while I talk to you."

A crease appears between your eyebrows when you ask, "Namjoon is babysitting Nabi?"

"I hope he's not too overwhelmed by it." Jungkook plucks his phone out of his pocket. "I told him he could call if something's wrong." He examines his phone. "I guess he's doing fine."

"Sora didn't have time?"

Jungkook looks up. His temple flexes as he clenches his jaw at your unexpected question.

"Sora..." Jungkook's voice tapers off. He looks as if he's sifting through his mind for the proper words before resting his elbows on his knees and retorts, "Sora left." His gaze moves to the floor, almost a little ashamed.

Your skin turns cold. Eyes widening at Jungkook's startling revelation. "What do you mean she left?"

"She said she wasn't ready for this. Couldn't imagine herself raising a child in the long term." Jungkook nibbles on his lip piercing before he continues. "And then she grabbed her things and left. For good."

When you think about it, you're not even surprised. If she has already left Nabi once with Jungkook, she will have no problem doing it again.

You scoff. Jungkook drifts his eyes back to you. "And now that she has dumped you for a second time, you come back to me?"

"I've been trying to get a hold of your for weeks, y/n." He returns your accusation with raised brows. "She left about...three days ago?"

"How has it been?" you ask, noting the dark circles beneath his eyes. Your heart clenches unbridledly.

"I've been bringing Nabi to work every day." Jungkook utters a humourless laugh. "The kids love her, but she hates all the noise. Nabi is hardly able to fall asleep. And when she does, she doesn't take a full nap." Jungkook rakes his fingers through his hair. "It's been a little difficult. But I'm managing."

"Did you really not see this coming?" It's a genuine question. Has he really trusted Sora enough to let her in Nabi's life again? Did he assume that she wouldn't leave them?

"Can you really blame me for wishing that Nabi grows up with an equally good relationship with her parents?"

"Yeah." You nod, crossing your arms. "I can blame you for wishing that if it involves lying to me."

Jungkook closes his eyes. He rubs his hands over his face. A clipped, agonised groan flies past Jungkook's lips, smothered by his palms.

"I-" he starts as he lets his hands fall into his lap. "I'm really fucking sorry." He meets your stare and Jungkook's doe eyes are teeming with dazzles of sorrow and guilt. "I don't know, I just - I didn't tell you anything because... admitting that I allowed Sora back in Nabi's life like admitting that I was weak? That I had officially given up as a dad and wasn't capable of raising her own my own?" After a moment's pause to chew on the inside of his cheek, finding the vulnerability he's displaying a little challenging, he adds, "I didn't want you to see me like that. And before I could say anything to you, it was already too late"

A mix of confusion and hurt hits you. "Why did you think I would assume that?"

"It wouldn't have been the first time you doubted me as a dad."

When you had the conversation at the coffee shop, you remember. You may have said some harsh words, but only because he practically forced you with his reckless actions at the time. "You were pretty irresponsible back then, tho."

"I know," Jungkook admits. "But I didn't want you to think of me like that again." Jungkook leans back on the couch. "When I met Sora again for the first time, she gave me the impression that she genuinely wanted to be part of Nabi's life again. So I thought why not give her a second chance? I thought maybe every thing could work out. Sora could move close by, Nabi could have both of her parents growing up. I wouldn't have issues with babysitting anymore," he lists, counting on his fingers all the problems that would have disappeared if Sora had simply stayed.

Jungkook's voice is small when he says, "We could have somewhat be a nuclear family for Nabi." He leans forward again. "I felt that Nabi would need that growing up. To have both parents around to keep her happy and not miss anything." Jungkook cocks his head, tongue in cheek. "And then she decided to leave." He emits a bitter exhale. "I guess I wanted too much and in the end I had nothing."

"Maybe she pretended and came back because she wanted you," you say.

"What do you mean?" Bewilderment contorts his face.

"Maybe she didn't care for Nabi," you explain, but Jungkook has his eyebrows tightly furrowed. "C'mon, Jungkook. I know you two had something going on."

"There was nothing." Jungkook shakes his head. "She stayed at my place because her motel had some issues with their rooms."

"So you let her sleep in your bed."

"Just a few times because I felt bad to make her sleep on the couch."

"In your clothes?"

"That was only once because her pyjamas were still drying after I had washed her clothes." Jungkook's eyes are big as he desperate tries to make you understand him.

You shrug. "If you say so." You believe him, but remain apathetic. Jungkook doesn't need to know that imagining him being with Sora again had hurt you a lot.

Silence lingers in the air before Jungkook breaks it.

"Y'know," he begins, lip piercing between his teeth again as he gathers his thoughts. "After Sora left I realised something." He pauses, then, "Nabi doesn't need a perfect, nuclear family to grow up. I was in the believe that she needed that, but that's not true." Jungkook rubs his hands over his thighs. "It's okay if she has only me as a parent. She doesn't necessarily need a mum - a mother figure. At least " - His eyes flicker to you - "At least no biological mother."

Your heart topples over. Falling down down down into an endless hole with no return back. Dragging along your rational thoughts.

Oh, Jungkook.

But you force yourself to stay calm. "You really hurt me," you say.

"I'm sorry. For everything."

"I just don't understand why you couldn't be honest with me." You blink away tears. Exchanging a heartfelt conversation - that was due a long time ago - and exposing your raw feelings with Jungkook left you a little emotional. "Is that too much to ask for? After nine years of friendship, it's the least I expected from you, Jungkook."

"I was scared of what you'd think of my decision," he reveals. "I wanted you to think of me as a good father. I didn't want to hear you call me irresponsible again."

"There were reasons for the things I said," you remind him coldly. You didn't throw those terms around for no reason.

"I'm just telling you that's why I kept it from you that Sora came back into Nabi's life."

You huff. You're getting frustrated with Jungkook's tenuous excuses. "I can't believe that's why you decided to lie."

"Your words stuck with me," Jungkook says.

"I was just expressing my feelings back then. You kept dismissing my feelings and taking me for granted, Jungkook." You roll your eyes. "As long as you had talked to me and told me why you thought it was a good choice to bring Sora back, I wouldn't have said anything remotely close."

Just thinking of how badly Jungkook had treated you ignites anger in the pit of your stomach.

"Do you think I would have ever said anything if you had actually kept your promises?" You rise to your feet. "I was late for meetups and had to cancel plans because of you!" you reprimand. "Don't try to blame me for your botched decisions."

At that, Jungkook gets on his feet too. "I hate when you do this," he rejoins.

"Do what ?!" You throw your hands up in frustration.

"Put words in my mouth that I've never said!" A red flush spreads along his cheeks as he gets angrier. "I've never blamed you for anything, y/n. I know it's my fault. I know that I fucked everything up." Jungkooks eyebrows knit. "You're pulling the same shit you did a couple weeks ago. When you said you're not good enough."

You know exactly what he's referring to. That day is burned into you memory, even if you desperately try to forget it.

"I never said that you aren't enough for me, y/n. I said Sora's better than what I have at the moment because she has the same responsibility as I have. I know you tried to help me with Nabi, and I will be eternally grateful to you for that, but I needed someone permanently. And I can't ask that of you. I've already gone too far a few times," he says.

The angry crimson is still visible on his face. "So please, don't put words into my mouth I've never said!" Jungkook strides forward. "You are enough, y/n! You're the best thing that has ever happened to me and I fucking hate myself for hurting you and treating you the way I did."

He needs to stop. The things he says contradicts how you feel about him at the moment.

"Why are you doing this?!" you yell in annoyance.

"Because I love you!"

"Jungkook, I love you too, but I-"

Jungkook gathers your hands in his. The step he takes forward makes you close your mouth.

"I love you," he says.

Three words.

And yet so difficult to comprehend.

"I have feelings for you, y/n. I've fallen for you. Really fucking deep. And I can't allow you to give up on us because of a stupid mistake I made, because I need you." Jungkook clutches your hands tightly.

Your heart pounds against your chest. Your whole body feels numb. This is not how you imagined your conversation to go. This is not how you wanted it to go.

Your brain is rattling for a reply. But you come up empty-handed. You're speechless.

Jungkook doesn't mean it. You don't even doubt it. He can't possibly be speaking the truth right now. It's not possible.

You open your mouth. But no words flutter past your lips. Just a deep breath because you stopped breathing the moment he reached for your hands.

Jungkook stares at you. And you see the exact moment as the light goes out of his eyes, as the vulnerability gives way to the pain.

You can't do this.

Not now.

Not if you are overwhelmed by too many feelings swirling around inside you.

"Jungkook?" You twist your hands out of his grasp. "Can you leave, please?"

When the door shuts close you let your pent up tears stream down your cheeks.

#jeon jungkook #jungkook angst #dilf jungkook #jungkook imagine #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenario #jungkook x reader #jungkook fic #bts angst #bts fic #bts x reader #bts imagine #bts scenario

2K notes · View notes

rorywritesjunk · 1 month

Text

There's no race, no ending in sight

pg-13 rating. title comes from "two of us on the run" by lucius

((⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠) hehehehh)

pt 1 + pt 2 + p3 + p4 + pt 5 + p6 + pt 7 +Pt 8 + Pt 9 + Pt 10 + Pt 11 + Pt 12 + Pt 13 + Pt 14 + Pt 15 + pt 16 + Pt 17 (End)

Pt 2

Buggy was still alive. For now.

Sunny was in the tent's kitchen, making sandwiches for the two of them. No discussions to be had over an empty stomach. Was she going to poison him? He didn't expect the wife of Sir Crocodile to... Be kind of nice and offer to make him lunch. He didn't expect she could cook. Didn't she have helpers to do that sort of thing?

He stood by, watching her every movement, ready to fight but he wasn't sure he could win against her. He had apologized profusely when he realized who she was. On his knees, hands clasped, begging for forgiveness and his life. Sunny asked if he was hungry. She liked cooking. It was something her husband liked her to do for him.

As terrified as he was of her, Buggy still had to admit that she was quite pretty. Blonde hair, blue eyes, freckles. Going off of looks alone he wouldn't place her as the type for Crocodile. No glamor, she didn't come off as uptight. If anything - and Buggy felt disgusted for thinking this - she would almost be with someone like Shanks, perhaps. Not some dangerous man like Crocodile.

"So, you owe me husband money." Sunny said as she put the sandwiches on plates before holding one out to him. "A lot, by the sounds of it."

"I-I'll get it paid back!" He assured her as he took the plate from her.

Sunny shrugged. "How soon? I want him to buy me these nice cake pans. He's stingy with money, even for me." She cocked her head to the side. "Which makes it all the more interesting that he loaned someone like you money."

Buggy held the plate in his hand, trembling. The top slice of bread slid off the sandwich, resting on the plate, from his shaking. "S-Soon, ma'am, I promise."

Sunny picked her sandwich up and took a bite. "Yea?"

"Promise!"

She narrowed her eyes for a moment, taking a few more bites before setting the plate down and wiping her hands on her overalls. "Do you know any funny jokes or tricks since you're a clown?"

"Jokes?" He squeaked. "I-I know some! Yes! And card tricks!"

"Can you do a card trick?" She grinned. "If it's good I'll convince my husband to go easy on you."

Was this some kind of trick? Have Buggy let his guard down for her to do something? It could be worth it, though, to impress her enough that Crocodile wouldn't bash his skull in.

"Well, you're, uh, in luck!" Buggy said as he reached into his pocket. "I just so happen to have a deck of cards on me!" He pulled it out and took them out of their case, letting his hands shuffle around as he tried to turn on his showman's charm for her. He leaned against the counter as his hands floated nearby, shuffling the cards. "So, how are you liking it on the island so far? A nice romantic getaway for you and the husband? I know some great spots for smoochin' under the stars."

Sunny looked amused by his words. "My husband isn't really the type to 'smooch under the stars'." She took a bite of her sandwich, glancing around the kitchen before looking back at him. "I went to the circus once as a kid. It was amazing."

"Yea?" Buggy stopped shuffling and fanned the cards out in front of her. "Pick a card, memorize it, then put it back in the pile." He watched her carefully, making sure she did as she was instructed but also to keep his guard up. "I went ages ago as a kid. Guess it made an impact on me."

"Looks like it did." She chuckled as she put her card back in. "I was seven and my parents and I lived on Cantaloupe Island. Some troupe set up there and I begged to go so they took me."

Buggy started shuffling the cards around once again. "You don't say. That's where I saw a show. The crew I was on stopped there for a month to resupply."

"Really! Small world." She laughed softly. "Well, Buggy, where's my card?"

He paused for a moment before cutting the deck. "This is it, right? Ace of Spades?"

She shook her head. "Wrong."

"Huh." He shuffled them a few more times before pulling out another one. "King of Clubs?"

"You're not really good at this." She commented as he continued shuffling through the deck. She allowed herself to watch him, just for a moment, noticing that even covered in grease paint, sweat, and dirt, he was kind of handsome. His blue hair was eye-catching and his nose definitely stood out. The stubble along his jaw made her want to run her fingers across it. Apart from the scar across his face, Crocodile kept his face clean of such things.

"Well, you try next time then!" Buggy huffed as he held up another card. "Well?"

"That's the Joker card, clown."

"Dammit-"

Sunny rolled her eyes and put her hands in her pockets as she waited, only to pause when she felt something in there. She withdrew her hand, holding a card between her fingers as Buggy looked at her with a big grin on his face.

"Is that your card?"

"Queen of Hearts." She nodded, looking it over curiously. "You slipped it into my pocket. How?"

"A magician can't reveal his secret." Buggy chuckled as he took the card from her and shuffled the deck.

"My husband won't be pleased that some clown snuck his hand in my pocket..." Sunny mused as Buggy's jaw dropped. "But I won't tell him. You're no use to him dead after all."

The charm turned off. Buggy looked nervous again. "So, are you going to talk to your husband?"

"Mmm... About what?" She asked. Buggy stared at her. She couldn't be serious. "Oh, right. You still have to pay him back somehow. I'll just tell him to be a bit more patient."

"Patient?! What makes you think I even have that kind of money?!"

"You're a clown. Open up your circus and charge people." Sunny shrugged. "I don't really care but I'm tired of him."

That was a weird way to end the sentence and she seemed to realize that because she cleared her throat and continued, "I'm tired of him being such a grouch over this."

"It's not my fault I haven't paid him back yet!" Buggy shot back. Sunny crossed her arms and looked at him. "I have men to feed! It's a lot!"

"Pay my husband back or else, clown." She warned as she grabbed her sandwich. "I'll come back in a few days to work it out with you if Crocodile hasn't killed you yet."

Buggy grabbed her arm before he could leave but immediately regretted it by the look she gave him. He let go, knowing he was a dead man now. "Look, Miss, we can come to an agreement, right?"

Sunny turned to face him. "For payment? Maybe."

"I'll do your suggestion. Get a show going under the tent." Buggy hoped this could work. "If it wows and amazes you, wipe the debt in half."

"One quarter."

"One third." Buggy suggested. "One third of the debt gone if you like the show, how about it? You can even bring that husband of yours! I can work reptiles into the show!"

Sunny stared at him, letting the suggestion sink in before taking a step towards him. He backed up to the counter as Sunny reached up to grab him by the face, pinching his cheeks, causing his lips to pucker like a fish. She tried to ignore the feeling of his stubble underneath his fingers.

"I'm not easily impressed, clown." She said through gritted teeth. "If you are serious, then wow me. My eyes better sparkle in amazement by whatever show you want to put on." She released him. There was grease paint on her fingers so she wiped it on his shirt, making a note not to think about how firm his chest felt under it. "I'll be back tomorrow then. You better have something to show me."

"D-Deal!" Buggy didn't know why she had to touch him but he wished she'd do it again. "Tomorrow! Come by in the afternoon and I'll have something! M-Maybe I can get Richie to jump through a ring of fire!"

"Whatever." Sunny took a step back from him. "I'll be back tomorrow then."

Buggy nodded, watching as she turned and left. He managed to survive somehow but he hated how his heart slipped a beat when she touched him. If Crocodile found out that Buggy thought his wife was easy on the eyes then he would for sure be a dead clown.

#mini fic #buggy the clown #buggy the clown x oc #buggy x oc #sunny x buggy #sunny x crocodile #sir crocodile x oc #crocodile x oc #lmao when will it end

17 notes · View notes

starspatter · 4 months

Text

Heroes and Thieves, Ch. 23

Title: Heroes and Thieves Fandom/Universe: BTAS, pre/post-RotJ flashback

Summary: A story about second chances, healing, and having hope.

Rating: PG-13, for references to character death, child psychological torture and trauma.

Genre: Romance/Family/Friendship/Hurt/Comfort

Word Count: 2,196 Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22

Also on ff.net and AO3.

We were just kids just living in Wide-eyed innocence Minivan floor like a tenement We were just kids who believed in More than just dreams In more than just justified ends to a means

-Switchfoot, "Who We Are"

————————–

Between.

Gotham Central Park. A harrowed, hunched form had parked himself on a bench overlooking the playground, where a group of children were engaged cheerfully. Peacefully. Safely. Hanging upside-down from the monkey bars, taking turns on the slide while their doting parents watched and applauded at each successful landing; boosting their precious little ones on the swings, higher and higher towards the horizon. It reminded Tim of the time he and Cassandra had sat there together, holding hands for the entire length of the afternoon. …She wasn’t here now though. He was alone.

…Or so he thought, but he suddenly felt a familiar shadow fall over him. Only stocky rather than slender. He didn’t even need to raise his head to guess who it was.

“I thought you and Cass were in Hawaii.”

“We came back as soon as we heard the news.”

Conner reclined on the resting next to Tim, who retained silence for an agonizing interval before finally stating:

“My wife’s pregnant.”

A thump on his back.

“Congrats, man. You finally knocked her up.” His companion grinned. “I was wondering if you two even did it, to be honest.”

Tim shamefully hung his head in regret.

“…It was an accident.”

“That’s a real nice way to refer to your future offspring. Look at it this way, you’ve got a story to tell the tyke when it grows up.”

“This isn’t funny, Kon.” He descended his frazzled forehead further into his palm. “What am I even gonna do with a kid? I can barely handle functioning normally on a daily basis, how the hell am I going to be able to take care of someone else? I mean,” he added spitefully, “it’s not like I exactly have the greatest track record of role models to go by.”

Conner’s own brow furrowed in faint frustration.

“Look, you think you’ve got daddy issues, you’re talking to the guy who has half of Lex Luthor’s and Superman’s DNA.”

“Sorry.” Tim swallowed sympathetically. “It’s just… What if I do end up like my dad? I could’ve inherited something bad from him…”

Conner sighed.

“Tim, buddy, you’re the one who told me genetics don’t work that way. Remember when I found out Luthor was my secondary DNA donor, I thought I had a 50% chance of suddenly turning ‘psycho’ myself in my sleep.”

“Or of going bald.”

Tim couldn’t help but taunt, and Conner flushed slightly, recalling that nervous period of constantly checking his hairline in the mirror each day.

“Point being… Everyone’s expected me to turn out to be either the world’s greatest hero – or the world’s greatest villain.” He looked down at his fist, clenching tightly in determination. “Ultimately, I chose to use my powers for good, not because of Superman, or Cadmus – but because I wanted to. Carve my own path. Show I can be more than just a weapon – what I was designed and purposed for – no matter what anyone else says.”

He clapped his company’s shoulder.

“Listen: You can choose who you want to be. You’ve already proven that by becoming a hero yourself. You are not your father. You’re you. And you’re the coolest, smartest, nicest guy I know. So stop worrying, quit beating yourself up, and trust me when I say you’re gonna be fine. ‘It’s’ gonna love you, because I do. So does Steph. And Cass. We all do.”

Tim rotated slowly to confront Conner, who beamed broadly.

“Remember, I’m here for you. All of us are. If you need help with anything, just ask.”

Tim stared at him, before restoring his gaze to the ground.

“You know… When the two of us first met, I was in a really bad place.”

“And now?”

“…Now?” He lifted again, and smiled. “Now… I’m in a good place. Thanks to you guys. You’ve all been as much of a ‘family’ to me as Dick and Barbara. Heck, you’re practically like a second brother. I don’t know where I’d be if I hadn’t met you when I did. I’m… really grateful for you being there.”

Conner rubbed his neck in embarrassment at the gushing words of appreciation.

“Ah, jeeze. C’mere, you.”

A large limb lunged around Tim’s shoulders, drawing him suddenly into a half-embrace.

“Kon!” Tim glanced apprehensively aside at the sound of giggles and whispers coming from two teenage girls passing nearby. “Hey, c’mon, we’re in public. People are watching.”

“So? Let them watch. I want the world to see how much you’re valued.”

Tim blinked, but accepted the bear hug, reciprocating amiably. Burying his face into the symbol on the other’s wide, warm chest. For a brief instant, it brought back a vague, tingling memory of being held and soothed by someone of similar size and build, dressed also in black…

Finally separating, he laughed sheepishly at the sappy scene, surreptitiously wiping his eyes.

“Look at us, two grown-ass men – acting like total chicks.”

Conner chuckled as well, and as if to assert his masculinity, lightly tapped the other’s cheek with a playful punch, teasing in a mildly mocking manner.

“I take back what I said before about you being cool. You’re still a dweeb.”

“And you’re still an ass,” Tim parried risibly with visible good humor, ribbing back in riposte.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

As they idled there like inept idiots, awkwardly avoiding acknowledgement of affection after the fact, another visitor with red on its breast ironically fluttered down onto the path before them, seeking handouts. Conner glimpsed anxiously at his comrade out of the corner of his eye, but Tim remained relatively calm as he obliged and pulled out the leftovers from the work lunch Steph had packed him, compassionately scattering crumbs of sandwich crust. After a minute of mute feeding, Conner quietly cleared his throat.

“…For what it’s worth, you’re still a ‘superhero’ in my eyes. Absolutely nothing that’s happened since then can ever change that fact.”

Tim wryly rolled his eyes, emptying out the residual rye before crumpling the wrapper and tossing it towards the nearest bin – marginally missing the mark so it bounced off the brim instead.

“You never even knew me when I was Robin,” he snorted.

“Yeah but…” Conner squinted contemplatively up at the sky. “For some reason it feels like I’ve known you my whole life.”

“That’s because you pretty much have.”

“Touché,” Conner conceded. “As far as I’m concerned though... You’re my Robin. Always will be.”

“And you’ll always be my clone boy.”

Tim replied with a hint of sarcasm, but smiled sincerely all the same.

As he stood in order to pick up the litter and put it in its proper receptacle, Conner followed suit. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he again bumped the neurotic neat freak on his bent backside, bolstering boisterously.

“Just to make sure you’ve got the message, I’ll say it once more: You’re gonna be an awesome dad. …A dork dad, but an awesome one.”

“Thanks… I think.”

Conner patted supportively.

“Go home to your wife, Tim. She needs you now more than ever. If you back out from this, then I seriously will kick your ass.”

His senses piqued as he turned towards something in the distance. With a wink, he continued:

“Speaking of which, I should probably get back to mine, before she glares a hole in my skull. Heck,” he cupped his palm in a hush, “you’d think she’s the one who has heat vision.”

I heard that.

A stern voice resounded in both their brains, as Conner winced. Releasing dutifully, he revolved and hastily walked off with a reverse wave.

“See you around, nerd. Remember, I’m always a holler away if you need anything. Even if it’s just to talk.”

Tim observed him go, approaching a dark-haired woman and a child with identical bangs and bold blue eyes. Conner stooped to ruffle the boy’s top, before hoisting the bundle up onto his shoulders. Cassandra smiled and nodded towards Tim.

She’s waiting for you.

With that, she took her husband’s hand and strolled off through the garden. Tim breathed out, before heading off in the opposite direction – towards home.

…

Stephanie was still seated at the kitchen table when Tim arrived at the house, having apparently yet to clear away the cups from a surprise guest tea with her college girlfriend, who dropped in unexpectedly after receiving a confidential call just this morning. Instead she was surveying absently out the window, running her finger along the rim of the mug, deep in thought. Her eyes elevated upon his entrance, and she smiled.

“Hey. Welcome home, honey~”

Tim crossed over and immediately answered her by leaning into a long, intimate kiss, to which she certainly didn’t object.

“Boy, considering I was throwing up in the toilet the last time we saw each other, you’re in an awfully adoring mood now.” She made a whooshing motion in order to jog – jibe him. “I mean, you just ran out of here like you saw some roadkill.”

Gulping, he cast a quick, knowing look towards the containers on the counter.

“Conner came to see me today too.”

“Oh, I see.” Steph pouted, pushing him away. “So that’s why you’re being so romantic all of a sudden. You feel guilty for cheating on me, is that it?”

Tim gave a weak laugh, and wrapped his arms reassuringly around her. They stayed like that for a while, his chin nesting gently on her golden crown as they admired the similarly-hued sunset.

“…I’m sorry for leaving you like that. I… haven’t really been able to figure out how to react to all this. If I should be happy, or terrified, or…”

She swiveled around, petting his jaw in forgiveness and understanding. She could see from the shaded lines around his sockets how stressed out and scared he was.

“It’s okay to be both, you know. I’m scared too. When… I gave birth to my daughter, I had a dream that my dad came to take her away from me. Even though he was supposedly ‘dead’ at the time, I was still so frightened he’d suddenly show up one day and claim her, train her to become a criminal like him. …That’s part of why I gave her up for adoption. I thought she deserved a better life – not one raised by the Cluemaster’s own dumb daughter, who went and got herself ‘preggers’ while still in high school by dating another loser deadbeat.”

Tim lowered himself down to her level, kneeling before her as he gripped her tautly balled knuckles.

“We’re not our parents, Steph. You’re clever and kind and beautiful, plus the strongest – not to mention most stubborn – person I know. You’re gonna be a great mom. And I promise I’ll be here with you from now on, 100%. Every step of the way.”

Her grasp unfurled, and he uplifted her tips, lips caressing in a courteous gesture that made her feel like a princess. She smiled, and responded to the noble deed with a token of her own fondness to her templar’s temple.

“We’re gonna do this together,” she agreed. “And we’ll be better.”

After a pregnant pause, she considered:

“Wait, so does this mean you’ll wait on me hand and foot now?” A mischievous grin formed. “‘Cuz if so, not to be cliché, but I’m really craving me some pickles dipped in mashed potatoes at the moment.”

Tim chuckled again.

“Whatever you desire, milady.”

“Hey, the little guy wants what it wants.”

At that, Tim tentatively reached out towards her tummy, and she indicated it was okay to touch, guiding his curious paw there. He felt the softness of the fabric, well aware that a fetus wouldn’t be showing any signs of movement at this stage, but marveling at the notion there was indeed a life growing inside of there. A life he helped to create, that he had – must have – experienced once (even if he couldn’t bring himself to recollect it anymore), nurtured and safeguarded against the harshness of the outside world. Who knew nothing yet of pain or sadness – just how cruel the world could be – only pure, unadulterated love.

…

…And when his son is finally born and he holds that tiny, squirming life in his trembling palms for the very first time, he makes a vow: To protect that unpolluted innocence at all costs. That he will never let anything bad happen to him; that his father will never abandon him. …Urging him to cry all he can now, because there would eventually come a day when he can’t anymore – even if he wants to. When he needs to be both brave and tough, and keep moving forward despite whatever difficulty he may encounter, make his own choice someday.

And yet… He feels tears rolling openly down his own ducts as the infant’s mother – his partner – family – rests against him, exhausted but elated. He soon realizes his own weeping isn’t an expression of sorrow either… but one of joy.

…

And when they simultaneously ask Cassandra and Conner to be the baby’s godmother and father, respectively, the two are more than honored and glad to be of service. …After all, they’re only returning the favor.

————————–

They said it's complicated They said we'd never make it this far But we are They said the fight would break us But the struggle helped to make Who we are We've got nothing left to lose There's still time enough to choose

#TimSteph #Tim Drake #Timmy Todd #Stephanie Brown #Conner Kent #Cassandra Cain #Batman the Animated Series #Batman Beyond #DCAU #Return of the Joker #fanfiction #starstories

7 notes · View notes

strangerstilinski · 4 months

Text

15 (+1) Questions Game

@m0llygunn and @keeksandgigz thank u a million times for thinking to tag me! hehehe <3

1. Are you named after anyone? i'm named after an actress my dad thought was pretty soooo yeah. thanks dad u fuckin weirdo :)

2. When was the last time you cried? a week or so ago when i was on my period lol

3. Do you have kids? fur babes only for the near future (my niece is such a handful that it honestly terrifies me)

4. What sports do you play/ Have you played? in school i played field hockey, tennis, and cheerleading (all the skirt sports omg) (& i miss field hockey the most tbh)

5. Do you use sarcasm? yes. in fact, i've been told i use it perhaps too much 😇 heh

6. What is the first thing you notice about people? smile/teeth, weirdly enough. i am excellent at those celebrity mouth guessing games — the image just sticks in my head for some reason

7. What's your eye color? blue

8. Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings always (a scary movie with a seemingly happy ending deserves a special prize)

9. Any talents? PG answer..? 🫢 i've been told i'm a good cook/baker

10. Where were you born? lesser-known state in new england 🌲

11. What are your hobbies? very much an 'always reading' girlie

12. Do you have any pets? currently just a cat

13. How tall? 5' or 152cm (ur girl's nickname was half-pint in middle school) 🤧

14. Favorite subject in school? i rly loved the specialty history classes lol (for example: i took one where we compared movies set during certain time periods/historical events with reality, and another that was just focused on europe in the 1920's)

15. Dream job? something that i'm good at? is that too broad and pathetic? bc that's rly all i want

16. In place of #10: What reminds you of home (doesn't have to mean house... just things that remind you of the feeling of home)? pine trees, the smell of rain and the ocean, warm wood-tones, and a garden full of flowers

i tag literally anyone who wants to do this bc i truly don't know who's already been tagged at this point. just mark me down as having tagged you hehe!

#tag game #this was fun #brought me back to the myspace/facebook era of posting those long questionnaire bulletins to ur page that absolutely no one read

4 notes · View notes

distortedclouds · 9 months

Note

Hi Clouds!

For Aruani writer ask game :3

1 2 3 5 7 10 11 12 14 16

You sure didn't hold back haha <3 Alright, let's do this

Share your favorite part of your latest fic

.... my latest fic was a PWP :|

BUT if we're gonna keep it PG, then it's got to be the first quarter where Annie asks explicitly for the baby

if not then that bit about Armin being super focused on doing it right but still not noticing that he's going extra hard everytime he looks at her

2. Share your favorite part of your first ever fic

That's gonna be Black Water! Almost at 130k I have a lot that I love about it, parts that I'm especially proud of. But I guess the first chapter will always have a special place in my heart, the before the last scene were Armin and Annie make up and make out in the kitchen

3. If you look back at your first fic compared to your last, what's changed?

If we're gonna be technical, the length of paragraphs. I feel like I've gotten more comfortable with words and how I can use them to describe settings and emotions, in particular. (Also i've gotten better at filth lol)

5. Write about Armin and Annie's first meeting! Could be in anon setting or any other AU

When it comes to aot, I'm in love with the canon the most. For Armin and Annie, I don't think it was a love-at-first-sight type of situation. I don't think they paid much attention to one another until their personalities started to show: Armin brave, determined, and intelligent, and Annie secretly a nice and sweet person

7. What was the inspiration behind your shortest fic?

Answered here

So I'll do my second shortest fic! ... which is also a PWP :| (DAMMIT ANNA!)

Nothing special about Talk your shit, just some good ol' brainrotting that got out of hand thanks to @moonspirit

10. Write about their first kiss! (could be in tweets, screenshots, etc)

I'm a firm believer that Annie kisses him first after waiting for forever for him to do it. It's very short and shy and dainty and just "a question" on the state of their relationship.

11. What annoys you the most about your own writing habits?

Answered here

I think that's my main qualm, everything else I can manage and is part of the overall joy and charm of writing

12. What's a trope you'd never write? why?

I have a lot that I'd find unpleasant to write, but one that comes to mind right now is infidelity. I'm here to write love stories at the end of the day, no matter how angsty and tragic the journey might be. I get that it's just storytelling and some people may be able to develop their characters well in that scenario, I'm just not interested and likely never will be

14. Tell us about a detail you wrote that nobody commented on

Answered here

Another detail... Can I say Annie's pregnancy scare? I know a lot of people said they weren't surprised by the poll I did a while ago, but considering they've been careful in all the other smut scenes in the fic, I thought it'd raise some flags

16. Share a WIP you're excited about

I don't think I have solid WIPs right now besides the final chapter of BW. but I AM excited about coming back to Slow and steady plus a couple of one-shot and two-shots rather than something full-blown. I'm especially excited to write a sick-fic, them eloping, some Armin-centric stuff, and maybe even explore the world of BW with side-fics and one-shots

#ask #Annawayne #thank you so much!!

2 notes · View notes

j-aebumss · 1 year

Text

Dating Jungkook [6] || Jeon Jungkook

Author → J-aebumss

Paring → Shin Won & Jungkook

Rating → PG-13

Word Count → 917

Summary → “it’s you, and it’s always been you.”

“Jungkook, I...would like to be your girlfriend,” I answered his confession. Seolhyun stomped her foot and fled, but I didn’t care. I would never give up Jungkook and let Seolhyun take him away from me.

Jungkook’s hands slowly caressed my waist, and I wrapped my hands around his neck. Jungkook’s soft lips sweetly touch my lips. Everyone began cheering loudly once we kissed. My face became red.

“I love you, Shin Won.” Jungkook smiled. His smile is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

“I love you too, Jungkook.” I smiled back. I was the happiest girl in this world.

Jungkook gripped my wrist, leaving the school and dragging me to a cafe. “Let’s eat together, just two of us.” He giggled. It was so cute when he acts like a little kid. It made my heart flutter like crazy, and the crazy part is that he is finally mine.

“What would you like? I am paying.” Jungkook asked.

“Mango bubble tea,” I responded while Jungkook was placing our order, I went to pick a seat and waited for Jungkook to finish ordering.

I was slowly zoning out of reality. I was too worried about Seolhyun harming me or doing something terrible. My mind was occupied by Seolhyun instead of Jungkook.

“Shin Won, Shin Won, Shin Won,” Jungkook called my name, but I didn’t hear him cause I was busy lost in my own thoughts.

Jungkook tapped my shoulder, and that’s when I was back in reality. “I was calling your name. What got you zoning out?” He asked.

“To be honest, right before you confess to me, Seolhyun wanted me to reject you so guys can be back together, but I am afraid that she might hurt me,” I confess, but once I told him the truth, I felt relived.

“Don’t worry. I will protect you.” Jungkook warms me with his sweet words. I nod my head and smile a bit.

“Two mango bubble tea!” The barista shouts. Jungkook went up to grab our drinks. Once I received my bubble tea, I noticed there was a half heart on my cup. Maybe Jungkook has the same thing on his cup? I reached for his bubble tea, but Jungkook moved it farther away from me.

“Let me see your bubble tea for a second,” I said while I was trying to reach for his bubble tea, and he finally gave in and handed me his bubble tea. I pushed Jungkook and my bubble tea together, and it formed a heart.

“This is our love.” I smiled, and my face went a deep red, and I was embarrassed for saying a cheesy thing.

Jungkook and I finished our mini lunch date. I guess you can call it that, and it was time to head back to class.

“I have class upstairs, how about you?” I informed him.

“I have class on this floor, let me walk you to class.” He offered.

“No, I’ll be fine, and I don’t want you to be late to class because of me.” I nagged.

“Okay, be safe.” He hugged me and kissed my forehead, and I just smiled brightly as my face was barricaded in his chest. I watch Jungkook entering his classroom before heading to my class.

I walked up the stairs, and at the top of the stairs, I ran into Seolhyun. I sighed and rolled my eyes because she was blocking my way.

“Do you really think Jungkook will protect you?” Seolhyun asked.

“Are you mad that he didn’t protect you because you were unfaithful to him.” I scoff. Out of nowhere, Seolhyun shoved me down the stairs.

“Let’s see if Jungkook will save you.” I heard Seolhyun scoff as I was falling down the stairs.

~Jungkook’s POV~

I was satisfied being around Shin Won because she makes me cheerful. I was undeniably happy. I want Shin Won to be the love of my life even though we just began dating. That’s how much I was delighted with her.

I grab my books out of my backpack. Surprisingly, I was eager for class to start. A loud bang from the door caught my attention. It was Rap Monster rushing towards me.

“Hyung, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“Seolhyun pushed Shin Won down the stairs.” Rap Monster informed me. Once I heard the news, my heart sank, and my legs stopped functioning, but Rap Monster caught me and brought me to Shin Won.

My heart shatters just seeing Shin Won lying down on the ground coldly. “Shin Won, wake up! please don’t die on me!”

The ambulance arrived, and I never left Shin Won’s side. We arrived at the hospital, and one of the nurses stopped me from entering the operating room.

I sat down on the chair and waited for Shin Won to exit the operation room.

“Jungkook, it’s going to be okay, Shin Won is strong.” BTS comforted me. I just don’t know how to feel. I just feel numb inside.

The doctor walked out of the operating room, and I rushed towards them.

“She is a lucky girl. She almost lost a lot of blood. She may not remember what happened to her that caused her to be here. Make sure she rests or else her rib cage is going to cause her some pain.” The doctor informed me. I smiled. I was happy again knowing that Shin Won is okay and that she is going to be okay.

The doctor led me to her room.

5 notes · View notes

empty-and-nameless · 1 year

Text

14 DAYS - KIM SEOKJIN

MASTERLIST

[«] Part 1

[»] Part 3

|pairings| kim seokjin x fem reader

|genre| second-chance, love triangle

|warnings| mentions of divorce, depression, workaholic, alcohol abuse, may contain some sexual scenes, swearing

|rating| PG 16 and over, mdin

|word count| 2.26k

|authors note| please tell me in the comments if I should make a taglist and if you want to be in it!!!! Should I make a seperate story about Kaiya and Namjoon?

PART 2 - DAY 2

"Hello? Yes, I've been holding the line for like 30 minutes now. I wanna order flowers and can you deliver them to a certain place? 10 minutes? Ok, I'll wait." Jin said walking up and down in his apartment, holding the phone to his ear. The flower delivery company is now making him wait another 10 minutes. Jin glances towards Namjoon who's sitting at the counter side-eyeing Jin the whole time. "What? You have a problem?" Jin said angrily towards Namjoon. Namjoon rolled his eyes and said "I get it you want to try and win her over but only giving her presents that she could also buy herself will not make her go back to you."

Jin hesitated for a moment. "But the plan is that I will send her a few nice things and work my way into her heart until she'll finally talk to me again. She has to think about me again first. And if I surprise her with things or do things that will make her think of me than I have a better chance of talking to her again soon. It'll melt her heart and dig up her soft spot for me." Jin said with dedication in his voice which left Namjoon no choice but to disagree. "Thank you again for not telling anyone, especially not Kaiya. I know she hates me." Jin thanked Namjoon. "She doesn't hate you. She just doesn't leave a good word about you at the moment. Let's put it this way."

Namjoon said scratching his head. He knows better than anyone that after Y/N's and Jin's break-up, Kaiya took Y/N's side and isn't on good terms with Jin. Which makes Namjoon very sad considering they all were best friends some day.

"Jin don't you think you should deliver the flowers to her home instead of her office. I think a bouquet would put her in a weird position, considering her co-workers will see it. They'll think she has a new lover again." Namjoon said trying to make Jin listen to him. "That is not a bad idea...No not you. Can I finally order, hello? Yes I would like a bouquet of..." Jin said first trying to answer Namjoon, but then going back to talking to the delivery guy, that thought this whole conversation was about him offering Jin some carnations instead of the ones he ordered. All while walking away from the kitchen to his room. His voice sounding very distant.

Y/N fell into her office chair with a big sigh. After 4 meetings and two marketing conferences, she is very ready to head out of the office for today. But first she needs to sign a few forms, which ties her up in her office chair. At least her office has a great view over the city. Now onto signing. A knock on the door interrupted Y/N's work-flow. Could be Gabriella asking her to look through some documents, Y/N thought. "Come in!" she shouted. A man carrying a huge bouquet of red roses entered the room. "I have a delivery for Y/F/N." The man said. "But I haven't ordered those." Y/N answered him confused. "Someone did." The man said and left the room with out further mention.

At least Y/N did not have to pay for those flowers, wouldn't want to pay for something she didn't order, especially not for a type of flower she doesn't even remotely like. One thing about Y/N is that she hates the ordinary. Like for example red roses, she's never been a roses type of girl. It's too cliche for her liking. But she guessed that the sender might not've known that or her in that case. A little card stuck out of the roses like a sore thumb. The card said 'Roses only for the prettiest business woman I know~J'. Who could J be? It couldn't be Jin, Y/N thought. He wouldn't do that would he? Or is it a part of his weird little plan. Who else was there? Must be Jin...Y/N roller her eyes at this stupid attempt to woo her and paid no further mind to it. What's the point in racking your brains over it? So, she packed up her things and took her roses with her to go home. Kaiya was waiting for her in her apartment. They intended to meet up for today and Kaiya has the keys to Y/N's new home anyway, she's the only one to have them thus far. Kaiya, Namjoon's wife works as an assistant on film set's. That's were Namjoon, Jin and her also met. Jin has been keeping himself busy with small acting roles, it's his passion and he can live off of it. While Namjoon has been a director and cinematograph for some movies, all three of them became friends through work (Namjoon has known Jin since high school too) and Y/N happened to already be Jin's girlfriend since high school.

As Y/N arrived at her destination, her own apartment, a short walk from the office. The first thing she sees is Kaiya, rading her fridge. "Uhm, excuse you? Don't you have your own home with your own fridge? Is Joonie not feeding you?" Y/N said sarcastically. "I do, but Namjoon is on this healthy organic food trip and I'm not up for it. Avocado Toast and feta cheese is everything I get to eat at home. Believe it or not my poop is as green as your wallpaper girl. So you better let me have your chocolate." Kaiya complained. As Kaiya turned towards Y/N, she caught a glimpse of the red roses in Y/N's arms. "Who in the hell is sending you red roses? You sure these are for you?" Kaiya bombarded Y/N with questions instantly. Y/N wished she would've thought about it sooner and hid them instead of now having to be interrogated by Kaiya.

"I don't know, it says the sender's name is J. I don't know a lot of people with the letter J though." Y/N said nonchalantly. "How can you be so calm abou that. You have a secret admirer, baby." Kaiya said, now fully stoked, she wouldn't be as stoked if she knew about Jin's plan. "Why me though. I don't need an admirer. I need a raise." Y/N argued flicking her hair proudly. Kaiya rolled her eyes at her. She has always wished for Y/N to put herself out there again. She wants Y/N to be happy and in love again, for there is more to life than work.

"Work isn't everything." Kaiya said teasingly while throwing herself on the couch. Y/N just shook her head joining Kaiya. Somehow she is still wondering who this J person might be. And why exactly he sent her red roses, the most romantic flowers of them all. Ugh, the bouquet is really pretty but not fitting her interior, which is a white lie, its rather not fitting her personality.

After a few moments of silence, both women scrolling on their phones, their legs crossed over each others, there's suddenly a knock at the door. But not only some knock, a knock that is rather familiar to Y/N. Three short knocks abrubtly after each other, a long pause and one loud knock after that. Only one person that Y/N knows, knocks like that. Jin. It's his signature knock. Y/N hesitates to get up and open the door. Is she ready to face him yet. "You're going to get the door or not?" Kaiya said annoyed. Y/N got up and slapped Kaiya's thigh, which earned her a rough "Hey!" from Kaiya who doesn't even know why Y/N is so flustered right now. It's just a knock. But it isn't, it's a memory.

With shaky hands Y/N turned the door knob and was surprised with an unknown face. Another flower delivery guy. "Hello, Delivery for Mrs. Kim." He said. "I-...Yes that's me." Y/N stuttered, rather shocked. She saw no use in correcting the delivery guy about her name, for it wouldn't be of importance for this young delivery man anyways and adding onto that, the divorce wasn't even finalized. But Y/N would never say that out loud. The man cleared his throat loudly to knock Y/N out of her thoughts and handed her the bouquet, which Y/N just now took a look at. And to her it was just breathtaking. It was an exact replica of her wedding bouquet. A beautiful set of wildflowers that mirror Y/N's personality perfectly. The flowers Jin and her picked on the night before their wedding because Y/N's bouquet broke last minute and she had a mental breakdown calling Jin in tears. A few of these stray tears have specked themselves onto Y/N's eyes, which she blinked away quickly.

Y/N's was fully in trance, looking with awe at the flowers in her hands, she didn't even realize that the delivery guy left and Kaiya was looking over her shoulder at the bouquet. "Wow, two bouquets in one day. This man must really love you then." She said to Y/N, stealing the card out of the bouquet before Y/N could even take a look at it. She gasped and tried to snatch it away from Kaiya. Kaiya just proceeded to run from Y/N, while reading the little letter out loud breathlessly. "To my beautiful wife Y/N ahahaha...wait." Kaiya stopped in her tracks. She was standing on top of the couch frozen in her position, one foot on Y/N's head trying to push her away from herself. "This bastard."

Y/N was not only shocked by Kaiya's choice of words (she's already used to her dirty mouth), but about the fact that her suspicion was true and the flowers actually were from Jin. Which meant that the first flowers couldn't have been from him. The first delivery guy even called her by her maiden name. Jin would be way too petty to call her by her maiden name, to him she still is Mrs. Kim. And the special knock of the second delivery guy was also a sign. It was Jin. The flower choice made it even more obvious. Jin knows her like the back of his hand. She isn't a rose girl. But if these flowers were Jin's, who is J, the one that sent Y/N the roses? Well, that wasn't important right now. More important was to try and tame a wild and angry Kaiya, who is just now calling her own husband and shouting at him.

"No, you listen to me Kim Namjoon. I know you have something to do with this. Or you know something about it. You hang out with Seokjin all the fucking time. Tell me what you fucking know or I'll divorce you right now!...I know how divorces work stop fucking mansplaining!....Shut the fuck up I curse how much I want to. No you stop it. He should leave her alone and sign the damn papers. Is he with you now? At our house! Im coming home and he better be gone!" with that Kaiya hung up on Namjoon and looked over to Y/N. "I'm sorry he's bothering you honey. We'll fix this. Let's concentrate on your secret admirer, huh?" Kaiya said in a baby voice. Y/N just nodded, not trying to argue with Kaiya. It would make her even angrier to know that Y/N actually liked Jin's bouquet better and that she was touched by his memory of their wedding day and bouquet.

"Forget that prick. I'm going now we'll see each other soon. Thank you for the chocolate. I love you bye." Kaiya said angrily ripping Jin's little letter in half and storming out of the door. "Love you. Bye." Y/N whispered to a not-present-anymore Kaiya.

Though Y/N knew Kaiya only wanted to protect her, her curiosity got the best of her and she put the pieces of Jin's letter together and read it.

To my beautiful wife Y/N,

I heard that not only food but also flowers are the way to a woman's heart. That's why I sent you both. I know you may think that I'm trying to bribe my way back to you, but I'm not. I'm just not sure if you're ready to face me again just yet, or if I am ready to face you, without my heart bursting.

Well, anyways. These flowers. Do you remember them? They are like the one's you carried towards the altar at our wedding day. The same one's that Kaiya caught at our wedding day, making her the next one to get married. These flowers are like you. Hard to be tamed and free as a wild mustang. But at the same time beautiful and delicate. That's what I will always see in you, my Y/N.

P.S.: Please don't cry when you see them. I know you are a cry baby.

P.P.S.: Jin 2, Y/N 0.

Indeed, Jin was right. These flowers made Y/N's heart skip a beat. But at the same time, she is still in denial about that as she caught herself smiling while reading the letter. As fast as she did, she shook the smile of and sighed. It just doesn't work like that Jin... Or does it?

#bts #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #kim taehyung #kim seokjin #min yoongi #park jimin #bts ff #bts ffs #jeon jungkook #kim seokjin x reader #kim seokjin x you #kim seokjin x y/n #jin #seokjin #jin bts #seokjin bts #bangtan seonyandan #bangtan ff

6 notes · View notes

tjada-works-the-nightshift · 7 years

Text

The Visit (Dick Grayson/fem!Reader)

Well happy birthday @selinaa-kyle! Better late than never. No real warnings apply here folks, just a tiny bit of swearing and the general awareness of erections...enjoy!

You weren’t really worried even though you were staying in Wayne Manor for the first time, since you already had met most of Dicks chosen family but it was still surprising to you how relaxed you were around these people.

You were both resting on one of the couches in Wayne Manors many recreation rooms. After peacefully reading for a while the raven haired man had declared that he was tired and had placed his head into your lap, like a demanding cat wanting your attention. From the constant stream of commentary coming from his mouth, sleep was the last thing on Dicks mind though.

“Ah well I wouldn’t say it’s the best thing about you…” You combed your fingers through his dark hair and lightly began to rake your them over his skull.

“Really? Cause your hands are on it quite often.” He practically purred and you felt the blood slowly rising to your head. You moved a bit trying to find a more comfortable position with your boyfriends heavy head still laying on your lap.

“Can you blame me? Besides it’s not like you’re any different.” Dick flopped onto his back and grinned up at you.

“Confess, you only date me for my perfect butt.” Sometimes you were very tempted to smother the dark haired man until he couldn’t talk anymore. Not that you wanted to kill him. You would just prefer to not have this conversation in the house of his almost dad.

“I’d lie if I’d say it wasn’t one of the deciding factors.”

“What else?” You began to trace the outlines of his face with your fingers.

“Your eyes,” Dick closed his eyes when you rubbed your thumb over one of his cheek bones, lightly touching the slight bags under his eyes when you felt his eyelashes flutter against the tip of your fingers. “The way you smile,” You moved downwards and laughed, startled, when your boyfriend playfully pretended to bite at you. “That ridiculous hair of yours, your kindness…”

“Not my witty jokes?”

“Didn’t you want to sleep?”

“Actually-” WHACK

“Ouch what was that for?” Dick ripped the pillow away from his head and glared across the room where Tim and Damien were settling their current animosity through a serious mario kart battle. Since both were focused 100% on the screen there was no real telling who had thrown the pillow but from the innocent smile on Tims face and Damiens satisfied look it was more than obvious who the culprit was.

“Nothing you just pissed me off.”

“Well- Tim stop throwing magazines at me!”

“Stop flirting it makes me wanna throw up!”

“Seriously Grayson, don’t subject us to your cheesy lines.”

“So how did you two meet anyway?” Light blue eyes turned towards you.

“I heroically saved Y/N from a pickpocket.” Dick said in a proud voice.

“Grayson stalked her.” Came the dry response from the smallest of the boys at the same time.

“What, I did not!”

“Yeah you did you liar!”

“That was love at first sight! Not stalking!”

You sighed, pulled down your shirt that had ridden up and stood up.

“Hey Y/N you wanna jump in for Damien?” Came the cheerful question from Tim before you could stop the pillow fight from forming between your boyfriend and his small nemesis.

“Sure why not.”

“Pfff like that makes any sense” You put your head on Dicks shoulder laughing when he let himself fall backwards onto the bed with you half lying on him.

“Well you’re already slumming with a vigilante right now, a law breaker! A crime buster!” Dick said in an affronted tone but you could feel his chest move with his laughter which in turn moved your head up and down. His gaze was directed outside, always half looking at the city even when you two were together.

“I don’t think Nightwing counts as a vigilante, well not what you think of when you hear the word vigilante anyway.” You began to trace loops and symbols on the ravens chest. Did he wax his chest? No way he was naturally that smooth…Could you ask your boyfriend if he waxed his chest? Probably not right now if you didn’t want to ruin the mood.

“What! I’m a lone wolf, a silent watcher, a dark kni-” You tugged at one of his black locks to interrupt him and he playfully slapped your butt.

“You work for and with the police though.” You said and reached down to move his playful hand upwards again before it could return to groping you. You weren’t quite comfortable to do this in Bruce Waynes house. Not because of the man himself but from the paranoia that one of Dicks adoptive brothers could come in for a late night sparring match any time.

“Doesn’t mean I’m not a dangerous man Y/N!” Suddenly you were rolled onto your back, your boyfriends normally happy blue eyes appearing almost black looking down at you. Both his hands now rested next to your head and you could feel his body folding over you. You looked up at him, suppressing your own smirk when an idea formed in your head. Wrapping your arms around his neck you slightly lifted yourself up so your mouth was right next to his ear.

“Oh I know you are...It’s just that I think that since I’ve been such a bad girl Officer Grayson should maybe take a closer look at my case file..” You half breathed into his ear and smirked when you heard him gasp.

“Uh well I-” Whatever Dick wanted to say next the world would never know since you had hooked your leg over his calf and flipped him so that he now had to look up at you. You had to laugh when he blinked owlishly at you and began to pout.

“That’s cheating.” He said in a purposely whiny voice, crossing his arms in front of his chest. You leaned back and enjoyed the view of the tall man lying under you, who had taken to bite his bottom lip to stop himself from laughing and keeping the petulant frown on his face.

You almost doubled over from your laughter and positioned yourself better, letting both of your legs slide down Dicks sides so that you now were fully sitting on your boyfriend when you noticed, quite pleased, that Dicks body still hadn’t lost focus even through the playful banter. You inhaled sharply and tried to uncross your boyfriends arms so you could get at his hands. After relentless tugging from you and an unnecessary display of bulging biceps muscles from Dick, he finally allowed you to place his hands on your hips, not after you peppered each scar and half healed cut on his hands with kisses.

“Why is it every time I suggest we roleplay that I have to be the cop?”

“Aww baby it just makes more sense for you to be the cop and you know it.”

“I could be the criminal. I could be.”

“Sure you could be the criminal but I don't think I could keep from laughing, besides you already have the uniform.”

“ Well you know-” He was interrupted by stern knocking on the door.

“Grayson! Are you asleep yet? If not Drake could use your help in a sparring match against me since he obviously has no chance.”

“Always kinda strange to be back in Gotham.”

“Hmm it wasn’t too bad was it? I think Damien might have ignored me less than the last time..” You said and took Dicks arm, hoping you will not fall onto your butt this time, while playing with the little box in your pocket with your other hand. You were on your way back to your apartment when it had suddenly started to snow, making the streets a lot more icy than they ought to be.

“Yep, you're practically family already.” Your boyfriend joked and tugged at your arm to move you out of the way of a group of teenagers.

“I’m not sure that Damien shares that sentiment.” You said and looked up at the snowy night sky. You had hoped all through december that it would snow and now almost two months later your wish had been fulfilled. You were crossing over a deserted bridge now, the ice in front of you glittering forebodingly as if to mock you with your impending doom when you heard it. Someone somewhere played 'Unchained Melody’. Turning half towards you in excitement Dick had the audacity to pull you down with him when the impossible happened and he slipped. You had to laugh when you recovered from your fall. Dick had softened the impact with his body, unfortunately managing to press the entire side of his face into the snow which left him with a wet cheek.

“Almost like a cheesy rom-com isn’t it? I mean the music, the fact that it’s the day before valentine's day, the snow and the kiss..”

“What ki-” You were stopped by Dicks surprisingly warm lips on yours. You wondered if the right moment was actually now when you felt a cold sensation on the top of your head and saw watery snow dripping down your hair. With you distracted your boyfriend had used the opportunity to gather up a bit of snow and smush it over your head. While you still laid half on top of him looking vaguely furious Dick had trouble breathing from laughing at your expense.

“Wait Y/N! Why are you so angry?”

“You ruined the mood you jerk!”

“Well it’s not like you wanted to propose or something, right?”

“...”

“Love? Y/N!”

#tjadas stories #dick grayson x reader #female rader for a change #happy bday selina #and thanks grantsskinnylegs for convo help #nightwing x reader #nightwing imagine #dc imagine #richard grayson x reader #batfamily fic #i guess #pg 14 or 16 or something I guess #there is nothing but kissing happening in here though #dc #dick grayson #dc reader insert

32 notes · View notes

superhero--imagines · 3 years

Text

Part 1 Here! / Part 2 Here! / Part 3 Here! / Part 4 Here! / Part 5 Here! / Part 6 Here! / Part 7 Here! / Part 8 Here! / Part 9 Here! / Part 10 Here! / Part 11 Here! / Part 12 Here! / Part 13 Here! / Part 14 Here! / Part 15 Here! / Part 16 Here! / Part 17 Here! / Part 18 Here! / Part 19 Here!/ Part 20 Here! His POV Part 1! Here / His POV Part 2 Here! / Part 21 Here! < This is Part 22!>

Donate to Move to Higher Ground HERE!

Commission Info For Love Letters Here!

A/N: This has some NSFW themes, so if you’re under 18 don’t interact.

Also the Tag list is closed, I think this is about how many people can add for this. An alternative is to follow and turn on post notifications.

Um.. I guess this will be going on hiatus for a few weeks. I’m just busy at work, and I’m kind of out of ideas, also low engagement in the last few parts has made me feel a little discouraged.

That being said- if you order a letter with a twilight character, I’ll probably end up giving a hint for some things that will happen in the series. So if you are on the fence about getting a letter- or you just really can’t stand to wait, there’s always that option haha.

Anyway hope you like it ~

* “(Y/N).... what are you doing?”

* Muffled noise escapes you as you dig yourself deeper , drowning in his scent

* “(Y/N)”

* Your name leaves in a whisper and a smile curls onto his mouth

* “I mean how can you even see the television from that angle” he mumbles

* You sigh, your breath fanning across the lilac shirt he wore, you’re head firmly nestled in his back

* You’re in his room, lying beside him on his bed, essentially spooning him. The movie flickers on in front of you, you’re only half way through the first Harry Potter movie right now

* Honestly you’ve wanted to snuggle into Edward’s back for a while now, ever since you did it right before you both kissed for the first time

* It just feels so warm and safe here

* “I can hear it just fine” you mumble back. You feel the muscles in his back ripple as he shifts, your arm slinging over his chest.

* His hand covers your own. His hands so big it almost entirely envelops your own. And you can’t help but imagine what that hand would feel like in other places

* Tangled in your hair, trailing up and down your sides, under your shirt, dipping beneath the waist band of your shorts-

* Nope nope nope

* Gotta keep it PG 13

* He wants to go slow after all. Or at least you think he does. But well, you thought he might want to be with Bella

* And that was wrong

* Ugh, you want to pull out your own hair. how easy would it be if he could just read your mind and let you know-

* No it doesn’t work like that

* You sigh

* You have to put the work in if you want to make this work

* You have to communicate

* You stir besides him, wiggling you hand out of his and tapping the hard muscle of his abs

* Ugh, of course he’s chiseled like a statue

* Wait you’re a vampire, you tap your own stomach. It feels like a hard slab

* Well damn

* “Hm?”

* “We need to talk”

* “About what?” He asks absentmindedly, eyes never straying from the television.

* He must really like Harry Potter.

* “About sex.”

* He shoots right up. The remote falling to the ground with a clatter

* “Ah sorry, let me get that” he mumbles, climbing out of the bed to pick up the remote and put the movie on pause

* He clears his throat, sitting on the edge of the bed, a whole 5 feet away from you

* “So what did you want to talk about, again?”

* He seems so awkward, maybe you were right, maybe he does want to go slow

* But then what was with that “I’m not waiting for marriage” crap?”

* “I want to be physically intimate with you” you say bluntly

* Why did you say it like that? Like you’re some kind of scientist or something?

* *internal cringe*

* Not that he seems to care

* Edward’s grinning

* “Are you seducing me right now?”

* You’re not sure why but that smile annoys you

* You scoff

* “I’m trying to find out where you’re at, sexually speaking”

* He looks at the ground for several long seconds before finally meeting your eyes

* “So I um-“

* Okay you’re finally getting somewhere

* “I guess I have this kink where I like being called-“

* “No Edward not that!”

* You’re a little annoyed,

* But also a little turned on

* You’ll have to put a pin in that,

* oh boy, Edward with a kink.

* It’s probably something super vanilla like a praise kink

* or something cheesy like a daddy kink

* Like what are you, sixteen-

* Well, he technically is but-

* You’re getting off track

* “Do you-“

* how do you say this?

* “Do you want to have sex with me?”

* And it would sound like your propositioning him if you hadn’t emphasized the ‘want’

* You know he’s on the asexuality spectrum, maybe he just doesn’t feel like that for you

* You know he loves you a lot

* And wether or not he wants to have sex won’t change the way you feel about him,

* But knowing will help you manage your expectations

* “Why...why would you think that I don’t?”

* He looks almost hurt as he says it

* “We’ve been dating for two months and you haven’t made a move”

* Not after he said that thing about ‘Not waiting for Marriage’™

* You feel his hand cover your own, he’s still a heathy distance away from you

* But even just the touch of his hand on yours sends a shiver down your spine

* “How could you ever think I don’t-“ he cuts himself off

* His free hand moves to cradle your face, brushing hair away in that way he’s always done

* You sigh leaning into his touch

* “You’re so beautiful...so lovely.. of course I want to be closer to you in whatever way I can” his words leave breathlessly, and you can see he wants you just as bad as you want him

* “Then why-“

* “You live in my house,” he stresses. “You’re surrounded by my family, who haven’t been very subtle with how pleased they would be for you to join the family. We are literally never away from each other”

* “Do you want me to move back to Denali?” You joke and he laughs, amber eyes warm as he looks into yours.

* “I just don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable... or suffocated.” He squeezes your hand

* “I don’t want to make you feel like you have to do anything you don’t want to, for me.. or anyone else.”

* So he’s been trying to be considerate of you

* And of the living situation

* Isn’t that just so like him?

* You feel a small smile stretch across your lips, your hand threading into his hair

* “I don’t ever feel uncomfortable, not around you.”

* And it’s true, you trust him completely.

* You know he’ll never hurt you, never

* You foreheads are pressed together, and it’s only a small shift to catch his lips in your own

* Your hand escapes from his and trails to his face, your hands tipping his head back to get a better angle

* He feels so good like this

* He would feel so good underneath you, begging you to go just a little further

* “Now I’m propositioning you” you feel a small breathless chuckle escape him

* “There’s ... another reason I haven’t brought it up” he mumbles

* You hold your breath- he doesn’t have that bubbling desire does he?

* You were right, he-

* “If we did it in the house everyone would know”

* Huh?

* Noticing your confused expression he clarifies

* “Everyone would hear it happen, and everyone would know”

* Oh

* So all this times you’ve kissed-

* And that time in the car -

* Everyone knew?

* You groan covering your face in your hands, how will you ever be able to face Carlisle again?

* “Emmett would have bought us a cookie cake-“

* You raise an eyebrow and he falters

* “He would have bought me a cookie cake...it would say ‘bye bye virginity’ in pink icing” he whispers

* And you laugh

* “That’s so wasteful”

* No doubt Edward would be too embarrassed to let their humans friends eat it - which you don’t blame him for

* “Alright I’ll try to keep my dirty fantasies to a minimum” you laugh when he tugs you into his lap

* “Oh what kind of fantasies?” There’s that teasing boyish grin again

* “Please enlighten me”

* Well, it’s only right to tease him a little after all those hours you’ve spent mulling over what ‘I’m not waiting for marriage’ could mean

* “Well they all start off with a kiss, a good kiss, the kind that makes you feel like you’re just going to melt-“

* You rest your head against his shoulder, whispering into his ear

* “And then when it’s over, one of your hands is under my shirt,”

* you gently trace up his back and he shivers

* “and both of mine are under yours”

* “And then?” His voice is low, but he doesn’t dare to look at you

* You really shouldn’t tease him this much...

* but it’s so fun

* “We kiss again, my hands tracing over every inch of you, and when we stop I unbutton your shirt, trailing kisses down your neck”

* You trail a cold finger down the side of his neck

* He lets out a low sound, akin to a whine

* “And then I’ll suck here” your finger presses lightly into the hollow of his neck before repeating the process on his collarbone “and here”

* “You look so pretty with your neck marked up with hickeys, like poppy’s blooming in snow”

* You can tell he likes it by the shiver and whine

* So he likes that sensual shit huh

* You wonder what else he likes

* “And you look so pretty Edward, breathless, with that hungry needy look in your eyes just for me”

* Your hand trails down to his chest, and he trembles as your hand moves across his stomach. Resting on his lower abdomen

* His breath hitches, teeth digging into hi plush pink lip. He’s so needy, your finger trails in absentminded circles, and you swear he whimpers

* Aw so cute

* “And that’s about it” you say bluntly patting his stomach twice before moving to get off of him

* His eyes shoot open, a frown arching onto his mouth

* You hold back a laugh

* before you can fully get off of his lap he tugs you back to him

* “I see what you’re doing” he tried to pretend to be stern but you a smile twitching at the end of his lips

* “I don’t know what you mean. That’s just where the fantasy ends” you say as innocently as possible which only makes him grin

* “I’m sorry, I know I’ve been teasing you too much”

* “Hmm have you been?” You mock confusion and he laughs again, kissing the spot where your neck and shoulder meet

* “I’m sorry I got your hopes up”

* You scoff

* “My hopes weren’t up-“ Edward tilts your head towards him and you avert your eyes

* Okay they were a little high

* He pulls you into another kiss, soft and gentle

* “I promise I’ll make all your fantasies come true soon.”

* He already has, how many dreams that you never thought you would be able to have has he made come true?

* God, you adore this boy

* “But until then you’re going to have to leave”

* Scratch that

* “W-what?!”

* What did you do something to turn him off in the last .05 seconds?

* “It’s nothing personal-“

* You’re taking this very personally

* “I just need some time alone, and maybe a cold shower”

* Oh

* O H

* “R-right, well I’ll leave you to that” you mumble, clearing your throat as you move away from him, only briefly stopping on your way out

* “I’m going to take a few of these okay?” You say grabbing the other two Harry Potter movies

* You don’t wait for him to respond, leaving the room and heading to your own

* You run into Emmett who sends you a mischievous grin

* “Hey (Y/N), what were you-“

* “Nothing you would need to a buy a cookie cake for” you say, sliding into your room

* You look down at the DVD’s

* Why did you take these? You don’t even have a TV in your room

* Meanwhile Emmett’s still in the hallway

* “How did they know I was going to get him a cookie cake?”

* .

* ..

* ...

* You’re not sure where you are at first

* It’s foggy burst of green and brown

* And then you see him

* It’s Edward

* You breathe a sigh of relief moving towards him, as long as he’s here you’re okay

* “I’m sorry-“ you stop in your tracks

* there’s someone else there, clinging to his side

* “You were right- I do love her” He says and you’re confused

* The most faded and its Bella her wide brown eyes narrowed into a glare

* “Did you think you could just steal my future away from me?” She spats at you like her words are venom

* No- of course you never meant to take her place

* But you always hoped to- didn’t you?

* The intrusive voice causes a shiver to erupt down your spine

* You walk back, feet tangling into one another

* No that’s not right, Edward loves you- this isn’t right

* That’s when you bump into something hard- immovable

* You turn to see someone else entirely

* They’re wearing a black and red cloak

* Someone from the Volturi

* You gulp hard.

* So they’ve come for you have they

* The figure moves to remove the hood of their cloak, and you feel a gasp escape you.

* It’s you

* Only your face seems...sharper somehow, even more beautiful. But in an unnatural way, devoid of humanity

* Your eyes are as red as rubies

* You fall back, your foot getting caught in a tree root

* The Volturi-you sighs, crouching down so their impassive eyes can meet yours

* “You’ve really got to get over that whole timeline” their voice is different too, an air of disappointment ringing in every word. They sound bored

* You can’t manage to string together a single thought, let alone any words

* “Well don’t look so scared. I’m here to help you know” but their smile is cruel

* “Unless you can snap out of that lovesick dream of yours and finish what you started, this is the future that’s waiting for you”

* “That’s not true”

* Carlisle saved you, Eleazer took you in, Edward gave you a new future.

* You’re never going back to the Volturi

* But the you clad in the black and red robe’s smile only grows wider

* “It’s not true for now, but how many more years do you think you can handle until you get bored?”

* “Another 20? Let’s say 50 for good measure- then what?”

* You feel like a cold finger runs down your spine, your hair standing on end

* “I think you know exactly what” the cloaked you says, their eyes are serious now as they look at you

* “You need to finish what you started-“

* Finish what? What are they talking about? What did you start?

* Noticing your confusion they sigh

* “You need to stop focusing so much on what happened in the story, and start thinking about what happened after the story”

* After the story?

* Like after Edward and Bella had Their baby?

* “Now wake up”

* The words echo in your head until you fly upright, breathing hard as you take in the space around you

* For a second you’re not sure where you are

* This is your room, at the Cullen’s house in Forks

* You’re fine

* You’re safe

* You try to regulate your breathing, attempting to calm your mind with it

* It was just a nightmare. Not that you ever remember falling asleep to begin with

* “I didn’t think I could fall asleep anymore” you whisper

* You pretend to sleep, because it feels good. But you’ve never lost yourself like that before

* It felt so real

* “Finish what I started? And then after the story-“ You feel the hair on the back of your neck stand on end

* There was something- something you had tried a long, long time ago-

* Back when you still lived in Denali

* An idea you had come across once- after Edward told you how painful it was for him to turn

* But how would you even go about proving something like that?

* And what’s what might have happened after the book series got to do with any of this?

* You sigh, your head in your arms. It was just a dream wasn’t it? A nightmare from your insecurities?

* If you just whispered his name, Edward would be beside you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, erasing all your worries

* “ Unless you can snap out of that lovesick dream of yours and finish what you started, this is the future that’s waiting for you”

* You gulp

* You don’t need Edward to coddle you through every little nightmare, you decide

* Turning in your bed, closing you eyes and hoping to dream a more pleasant dream this time But you don’t dream at all, tossing and turning until light filters in through the blinds

Tags: @moonlights27 @thebluetint @the100thtwilight @awesomebooklover17 @oneofthepotterheads @smileygirl08 @imdoingathingmom @iconicgguk @yrawn @alyciaswhore @little-horror-show @wicked-watering-can @lazydreamers @ xxxmuxxx @ideas-for-you-to-adopt @poisoinedhope @maryleigh8796 @moose-squirrel-asstiel @hotmessgoodness @jaimewho @corabmarie @what-am-i-doing10 @alluring-venus @imdoingathingmom @anotheryooniverse @im-tired-not-sleepy @emmettcullenisahimbo @my-super-musical-life @smolvampiregirl @it-was-all-a-beautiful-dream @mihikaahujaaa @werewolflover3252 @teenagezombiekryptonite @shynz @reclusive-chicken-nugget @monkeyluver4546 @wonhomarshmallow @bwbatta @bubblyabs @thatwaspossesion @helzerat @parascape @ xxxmuxxx @katrodriguez99 @leilanixx

#twilight #twilight imagines #twilight headcanon #twilight saga #twilight reader insert #edward cullen x reader #edward cullen imagine #Edward Cullen x you #midnight sun #superhero--imagines

455 notes · View notes

eliyager · 2 years

Text

every single movie i watched in 2021

i’m only including movies that i watched for the first time

tw \\ blood and somewhat nsfw at number 10

1. (500) Days of Summer - 2009

date watched: february 11th

directed by: marc webb

rating: 8\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 95 minutes

would i watch again: probably

2. To All the Boys: Always and Forever - 2021

date watched: february 12th

directed by: michael fimognari

rating: 10\10

age rating: TV-14

movie length: 109 minutes

would i watch again: absolutely

3. Us - 2019

date watched: february 15th

directed by: jordan peele

rating: 10/10

age rating: R

movie length: 116 minutes

would i watch again: hell no extremely creepy

4. The Emperor’s New Groove - 2000

date watched: february 26th

directed by: mark dindal

rating: 10\10

age rating: G

movie length: 78 minutes

would i watch again: absolutely, i don’t understand how i never watched it before

5. Framing Britney Spears - 2021

date watched: march 5th

directed by: samantha stark

rating: 10/10

age rating: N/A

movie length: 74 minutes

would i watch again: absolutely, however it was absolutely chilling and a bit disturbing

6. Man Up - 2015

date watched: march 9th

directed by: ben palmer

rating: 10/10

age rating: R

movie length: 88 minutes

would i watch again: absolutely, this movie is a hidden gem i found wanting to watch something with my mom (she fell asleep though). i highly recommend this movie it's amazing!!

7. Scott Pilgrim Vs the World - 2010

date watched: march 13th

directed by: edgar wright

rating: 6/10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 112 minutes

would i watch again: i guess, it wasn't amazing but i did enjoyed it, tbh without the songs i probably wouldn't have liked it as much. it was okay, definitely a bit disappointing.

8. Instant Family - 2018

date watched: march 30th

directed by: sean andres

rating: 8/10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 118 minutes

would i watch again: definitely, it had become one of my feel good movies!!

9. Three Identical Strangers - 2018

date watched: april 2nd

directed by: tim wardle

rating: 10/10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 96 minutes

would i watch again: yes, it was an absolute masterpiece it gave me chills

10. Cam - 2018

date watched: april 7th

directed by: daniel goldhaber

rating: 5/10

age rating: N/A

movie length: 95 minutes

would i watch again: I don't think so, it was okay-ish kind of feels unfinished

11. Iron Man - 2008

date watched: april 16th

directed by: jon favreau

rating: 9.5\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 126 minutes

would i watch again: for sure

12. Iron Man 2 - 2010

date watched: april 30th

directed by: jon favreau

rating: 7.5\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 124 minutes

would i watch again: oh yeah i really enjoyed it

13. Thor - 2011

date watched: may 1st

directed by: kenneth branagh

rating: 6.5\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 115 minutes

would i watch again: i don’t think so, it was okay nothing more

14. Captain America: The First Avenger - 2011

date watched: may 5th

directed by: joe johnston

rating: 10\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 124 minutes

would i watch again: for sure, my favorite marvel movie so far

15. The Avengers - 2012

date watched: july 5th

directed by: joss whedon

rating: 7\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 143 minutes

would i watch again: it was really good but also really long and it was hard for me to pay attention for so long so i might watch again

16. But I’m a Cheerleader - 1999

date watched: july 14th

directed by: jamie babbit

rating: 10\10

age rating: R

movie length: 85 minutes

would i watch again: omg yes, instantly became one of my favorite movies

17. The Kissing Booth 3 - 2021

date watched: august 20th

directed by: vince marcello

rating: 7\10

age rating: TV-14

movie length: 112 minutes

would i watch again: yes, the kissing booth is a guilty pleasure of mine

18. Iron Man 3 - 2013

date watched: august 25th

directed by: shane black

rating: 10\10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 130 minutes

would i watch again: yes! i really loved it

19. A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood - 2019

date watched: october 19th

directed by: marielle heller

rating: 6.5/10

age rating: PG

movie length: 109 minutes

would i watch again: probably, it was nice

20. Little Women - 2019

date watched: october 19th

directed by: greta gerwig

rating: 10/10

age rating: PG

movie length: 135 minutes

would i watch again: yes!! this movie is exactly my type, an instant fave

21. The Nightmare Before Christmas - 1993

date watched: october 27th

directed by: henry selick

rating: 5/10

age rating: PG

movie length: 76 minutes

would i watch again: no, I’m sorry I wanted so hard to like it :(((

22. Perfect Strangers - 2021

date watched: november 11th

directed by: lior ashkenazi

rating: 6/10

age rating: N/A

movie length: 90 minutes

would i watch again: not sure, it was okay

23. Dancing Arabs (A Borrowed Identity) - 2014

date watched: november 16th

directed by: eran riklis

rating: 10/10

age rating: N/A

movie length: 104 minutes

would i watch again: yes!! It was amazing

24. tick,tick…BOOM! - 2021

date watched: november 27th

directed by: lin-manuel miranda

rating: 10/10 age rating: PG-13

movie length: 121 minutes

would i watch again: yes!! absolute masterpiece

25. Image of Victory - 2021

date watched: december 8th

directed by: avi nesher

rating: 10/10

age rating: N/A movie length: 128 minutes

would i watch again: I think but it was really heavy

26. West Side Story - 2021

date watched: december 9th

directed by: steven spielberg

rating: 10/10

age rating: PG - 13

movie length: 156 minutes

would i watch again: absolutely it was amazing

27. Mustang - 2015

date watched: december 28th

directed by: deniz gamze ergüven

rating: 8/10

age rating: PG-13

movie length: 97 minutes

would i watch again: yes, but I need time to recover

20 notes · View notes

sparklingchim · 2 years

Text

long way home 20 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers, angst

rating: pg 15

warnings: jimin's is very determined to make oc squirt one day💪🏼, jungoo being a sad dilf and questioning his life choices 😔, brief glimpse of jelly jaykay but more sad than angy

summary: the one where you realise that talking to jimin helps you to mend the broken pieces of your heart.

a/n: enjoy some jimin x oc time <3

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08|09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 | 26 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

"Y/n."

Jimin's gentle timbre engulfs your whole body in comfort.

"Hmm?"

You pull the duvet closer to your bare figure and snuggle up to Jimin.

"Have you ever squirted before?"

You halt mid-motion, sending his curious gaze a questioning look. "No?" you answer dubiously. The grin that sets across his face makes you knit your eyebrows. A short, confused laughter bubbles from your lips. "What are you on?"

"Just -" Jimin's tongue sweeps across his puffy bottom lip. He already has beautiful plump lips and you adore how they look like after you make out with him. "I'd really like to see you squirt. On my face."

Heat rushes into your cheeks. You sink your teeth into your lip to stop you from smiling at his vulgarity.

"What?" Though you can clearly hear the offended undertone that resonates the word, there's only a fond gleam in his eyes when you stare at them. "You don't think I'd be able to do it?"

"No, I'm just wondering how you're still getting indecent thoughts after what we just did. This," - You flick his forehead - "should be all empty."

Jimin grabs your wrist and presses a light kiss on it. "Oh, no no," he says. "That could never happen. The more you give me of yourself, the more my mind is filled with you."

You scrunch your nose. "Stop it."

Jimin laughs at your reaction, trailing a finger along your collar bone.

You both fall into a comfortable silence. When Jimin invited you over you didn't come here with the intention to hook up with him. But it was inevitable. You were watching a movie in his living room and you both couldn't keep your hands off each other. Jimin carried you into his bedroom, and from there, well...You didn't have sex, just...third base.

"I think I should go before it gets too late," you say.

"Or," - Jimin pushes himself up on his elbow, his intense gaze prickling your skin. - "you could stay." His offer hovers in the air like an unspoken question.

"Jimin."

"Yeah?" He pushes a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

"We agreed not to do anything that might make this," - you point a finger at him and you - "look more than just friends."

"That rule is stupid," Jimin utters under his breath. "We are clearly doing things that make us look more than friends."

"Well, then..." You think for a second. "Fuck buddies? Does that sound better?" You grimace at the crude word and Jimin chuckles, his thumb brushing over your cheek.

"I guess it's better than just friends," he answers. "But we also agreed to just do whatever makes us happy, remember?"

You nod. "I know." You lie on your side, looking into his shiny brown orbs as you say, "Don't wanna lead you on."

You don't want this thing - whatever the weird relationship dynamic in your friendship is called - between Jimin and you to develop into something you're not ready for.

Especially because he's your work colleague. You don't want the working climate to get weird because of the two of you.

Jimin frowns when he notices the doubt in your eyes. "I'm not expecting anything from you, princess."

"Just...wanna make sure."

Jimin's voice is a tiny whisper when he asks, "What are you scared of?"

"I'm not ready for a relationship," you confess.

"And why's that?" he asks, careful not to go too far with his questions.

Because my heart belongs to someone who doesn't want me.

You sigh, gaze drifting over Jimin's barely lit bedroom. How are you gonna tell him without mentioning Jungkook?

"It's because of Jungkook, isn't it?"

Your head turns to him. Your eyes are wide at the mention of Jungkook.

"Oh, come on," Jimin chides you. "I'm not a fool, y/n. I've noticed the way you look at him."

You get shy. "I didn't know you knew."

"How could I not? You guys flirted in front of me every morning in the café."

"We didn't flirt," you correct him.

"If there's one things you and Jungkook are, it's definitely acting like you two are more than friends."

"That's not true," you deny, a pout forming on your lips as you think of how Jungkook and you used to be like. You didn't act like a couple. You were just close. Best friends. Nothing more.

"I mean, with the shit he's done, his love for you is kinda questionable, but I think he loves you. A lot."

You shake your hand. "He doesn't love me. Not like that." Not the way you want him to love you.

"Did you ever ask him?"

"Uh, no. Not really."

Jimin sighs dramatically. "You two are beyond hope."

"Don't wanna be with him now anyway," you mumble, nuzzling into the crook of Jimin's neck.

"You should talk to him though." He gently strokes your shoulder. "You can't avoid him forever."

"Just need a little distance from him now." Even though your heart aches every day because you can't see Nabi.

Jimin nods. You can't fathom how utterly warm-hearted he is. Here you are, lying in his bed with him and yet he listens to you talking about Jungkook and your feelings and problems and he's so patient with you. Just listens and gives advice. And it kills you because you don't deserve him. Jimin is selfless and only wants you to he happy and you love him for that. You love him for so many other things.

"Thank you for being so understanding, Jimin. I really don't deserve you." You plant a soft peck on his neck.

"As long as you're happy and comfortable with our arrangement, I am too."

"You're amazing." Placing your hand on his chest you draw little figures on his skin with the pad of your fingertip.

"Oh stop it, or I'll fall in love with you."

You spend the next hour joking and giggling and kissing and cuddling with Jimin.

You end up taking a cute selfie with you lying on his chest, the duvet covering your naked bodies and Jimin's arm around you. And because you love the photo so much you upload it to your Instagram story.

"Y/n?" Jimin whispers into you hair.

"Yes?" you answer absent-mindedly, scrolling through Instagram.

"Do you think you'd allow me to take a picture of your boobs? Y'know, since I'm all amazing and all."

"God, you seriously need to get these horny thoughts out of your head."

Jungkook's receives the notification when he's standing in the kitchen.

He had been watching Sora feeding Nabi while he's cleaning the kitchen. Observing attentively as Nabi tries mushroom rice porridge for the first time. The apples of her cheeks high on her face as a smile tugs her little mouth upwards must be proof enough that she likes the taste.

Jungkook clicks on the notification on his phone.

You had added something to your Instagram story. Jungkook doesn't remember when he turned on your notification, but it's been years. He loves seeing your little updates on social media.

His fingers are quick to press on it immediately. You hadn't posted something in a week and Jungkook is desperate to see what you're up to.

Oh wow.

Jungkook blinks several times, not trusting his eyes. Are you ... naked?

He closes the app, still in disbelieve. But then he opens it again and stares at his phone.

Jungkook scoffs.

He feels Sora's eyes on him. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"Nothing," he says, shoving his phone into the pocket of his sweatpants.

Of course you're with Jimin.

He doesn't know why he's so surprised.

Doesn't know why his hands want to punch something and his heart aching for something he never had.

"Jungkook." Sora stands in front of him, Nabi in her arms.

Right. She wanted to take a shower after feeding Nabi. Jungkook hugs Nabi to his chest, her eyes falling shut every few seconds telling him that she's close to doze off.

His anger is momentary forgotten as he takes Nabi to her nursery. He cradles her in his arms, humming a soft melody to sing Nabi into dreamland.

When Jungkook's sure Nabi has fallen asleep he bends down to gently put her in the crib. But then he sees one of your t-shirts lying there and he has to think about the selfie again.

It's okay he tells himself.

You should be happy. And you looked really happy. Incredibly happy. It stings the most, but it's also what matters the most.

Jungkook pulls your t-shirt over Nabi's tiny body. Drops a kiss to her temple and leaves the room.

He runs his hands over his face when he stands in the dark hallway. The muffled noises of the shower make him crave for a long, hot shower.

Getting you to distance yourself from him because of his lies ultimately meant driving you into the arms of another man.

It was inevitable.

He shouldn't feel too miserable about this.

Because Jungkook had never believed he could have you that way anyway.

#jeon jungkook #jungkook #dilf jungkook #jungkook fanfic #jungkook scenario #jungkook x reader #bts #bts fanfic #bts x reader #jungkook angst

2K notes · View notes

julia-highstorms · 3 years

Text

Sick Day (Bryce x Rei (F!MC))

Author’s note: This takes place sometime during Book 1. Just a bit of Bryce and Rei fluff 💕 This piece is something that I started writing when the gang was on their intern year, but I just finished it this year and I forgot to post it 😅 but this fits in with Day 14 - Nursing from @choicesnovchallenge2021, I guess? So here it finally is lsmfosnaak

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry Studios, not me.

Rating: PG-16

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x Rei Sato (F!MC) - Read more about them here

Word count: +3.1K

_______________________

The inevitable happened: Rei had the flu. A strong one per say.

The amount of people the young medical intern had treated the past few days with sinusitis, faringitis, laringitis, all the “itis” and flu, plus all that stress from the competition for a place in the Diagnostics Team, it was quite predictable that she would end up getting sick sooner or later.

She was feeling so bad - coughing, sneezing, feverish and tired, body aching everywhere - that she even got two whole days to rest at home.

“I’m sure it’s just a cold—” - she tried to argue, but Dr. Ramsey firmly shook his head.

“Rookie, I don’t want you getting worse and compromising the patients’ health; they’re already sick, they don’t need their doctor to be worsening their cases.” - he stated as he gave her the medical leave himself. Clearly, there was no space for 'buts'.

So, Rei Sato found herself still feeling cold, even though she was buried beneath several blankets, in her bed the next day. Sienna made sure that she was feeling comfortable before all of her roommates left the apartment for work. Rei took her prescribed medicines and slept the whole day only waking up to go to the bathroom. She was pretty sure that resting all day and having a good night sleep would make her feel brand new the following day.

But by the time her friends came back home after their long shifts, that wasn’t the case.

“You’re still burning.” - Jackie stated. - “And your cough has worsened. Did you take the pills Dr. Ramsey prescribed correctly?”

“Of course I did.” - Rei muttered annoyedly, her voice hoarse. - “I’m sure I’ll be better tomorrow—”

“We can’t leave her alone.” - Sienna told the others as she entered Rei’s room, carrying a chicken soup she had made herself and handing it to her friend.

“I believe Rei will get better on her own—”

“Yeah, but how? We all have to work tomorrow.” - Jackie completely ignored Landry and asked Sienna, who was helping the sick girl to not spill her dinner on her bed and on herself.

“Hmm, hold on, guys. I know someone who can help!” - Elijah said, wheeling out of the room, his phone in hand.

Rei fell back asleep right after she had finished her dinner, having no idea about who Elijah was talking about.

_______________________

The young intern was having a nightmare, dreaming about her patients being left alone, the other medical interns sabotaging her, Dr. Ramsey’s cold blue eyes staring disappointedly at her…

When she felt a big, warm and gentle hand on her forehead. She blinked a few times, waking up as she recognised the smiling face of the hand’s owner. That smirk.

“Bryce?” - her voice pitched in surprise, sitting up immediately.

The young woman blinked a few times to be sure she wasn't hallucinating due to fever. She wasn't. Bryce was really there.

“How one of the best medical interns of Edenbrook Hospital could get sick from one of her patients?” - he asked mockingly, his smile playing on his lips. Rei was hot because of the fever, but she knew that the sudden heat on her cheeks was because of an entirely different reason. He frowned momentarily. - “Are you cold? You’re shivering.” - he grabbed the cardigan hanging up on her chair and put it around her shoulders.

“What about work?” - she finally managed to ask him.

“Today’s my day off. Elijah called me last night asking me if I could come and take care of you.” - he smiled sweetly at her, stroking her cheek. She averted her eyes, too embarrassed to stare back at him. - “Anyway, how are you feeling?” - he took the receipt, carefully reading all the prescribed medicines she had to take. At least she wasn't with an infection.

“Like I was hit by a truck. I slept all day yesterday, took my remedies, but I still feel so tired and sore.”

“That’s because I wasn’t here.” - he sat down on the edge of her bed, that super sexy (and sometimes annoying) smirk on his face. - “I’m an amazing surgeon, but I’m also a great nurse.”

Rei rolled her eyes, already used to Bryce’s inflated ego.

“You better be, because I have to be back to work tomorrow--”

He shook his head, his smirk still playing on his lips.

“That’s the problem, Rei. You absolutely must not worry about work right now. You have to think about yourself and get better first. Plus, your friends and the other medical interns are there. They might not be the number one, but they’re very capable professionals and your patients will be fine under their care.” - she knew he was right, but she couldn’t help herself. The young surgeon stood up. - "Now, it's almost lunch time, I guess Sienna left a prepared meal for you. I'll heat it up and be right back!"

With her back resting against the headboard of her bed, Rei watched as the man strode outside her room, a lazy smile growing on her lips. Minutes later, Bryce was back in her room, carrying a tray with a homemade porridge on it.

"Voilá! One hot porridge to our lovely patient. Careful, it's hot."

"Thank you." - Rei smiled to herself as he carefully handed it to her. She took a small spoonful of it and the food seemed to melt on her tongue. It was delicious. - "Sienna really is a great cook."

Bryce sat down on her chair, just beside her desk, smiling as Rei savoured her lunch with her eyes closed, a gleeful expression lighting up her face. When she opened her eyes again, she saw him gazing at her.

"What?" - she felt her cheeks tingling with embarrassment.

"Nothing. You just looked so happy for a moment. If you look this happy with food, then maybe I should learn how to cook."

Her cheeks grew pinker again to his flirting and he chuckled.

"Uh, have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah, I ate just before coming here." - she nodded and resumed eating.

"And… how are you? It feels like weeks since I last saw you…" - they would often bump into each other down the hospital corridors, Bryce teasingly shooting her a wink whenever they saw each other.

"Well, you know how it's like to be the number one intern of your year." - he shrugged, with a proud smile. - "I've been good, Dr. Tanaka has been asking me to participate in more surgeries, which are more complex."

"That's good!"

"Yeah, it's been good to put my skills to test."

The young surgeon proceeded on talking about his latest surgery. Rei finished her meal and listened to him patiently, noticing how his brown eyes seemed to shine as he gestured excitedly.

It felt good to just spend some time together, talking and enjoying each other's company, with no one else around. She missed seeing him more often.

Eventually, sleepiness started to cloud her mind, which Bryce noticed.

“I talked too much. You should go to sleep, Rei." - he chuckled, taking the tray off of her lap. - "If you need me, I'll be in the living room. I’ll leave the door open so I can check on you without startling you—” - but before he could leave the bedroom, she grabbed him by the hem of his sweater.

“If it's okay with you… I-I’d prefer it if you stayed here.” - she murmured, fidgeting her hands, her cheeks flushed. - “Unless you’re going to do something that has to be done in the living room--”

“Nah, I was only going to read a book… but are you sure? Won’t the light distract you?” - she shook her head.

“I can sleep. Just…” - her face turned another shade redder. - “...stay with me, okay?”

“You’re so adorable, Rei.” - he smiled at her. - “Okay, I’ll stay here. I'll just take this to the kitchen."

He left her bedroom quickly. She heard him washing the dishes and the surgical intern soon was back, a book in his hand.

"I'm back. Now, try to get some rest, okay?”

She nodded and watched Bryce sitting down onto her chair again. The medical intern curled up in her bed like she always did before falling asleep and closed her eyes.

Somehow, Rei felt like she could finally rest knowing that Bryce was close and there to take care of her. She could feel his presence nearby, the fragrance of his aftershave and cologne, the relaxing sound of his breath.

And then, her mind slowly drifted off to a deep sleep.

_______________________

A couple of hours later, she suddenly sat up, taking the layers and layers of blankets off of her bed.

“Hey, hey, calm down!” - Bryce said in exasperation, standing up from his seat and putting his book away, as Rei pulled out her sweater.

“I’m hot.” - her voice sounded muffled as she undressed herself.

“It’s because the fever is going low. That's good. But you can’t stay there naked, Sato.” - he chuckled.

“Uh, but I’m all sweaty!” - the surgical intern laughed again, amused to see Rei Sato pouting and whining. She usually was so guarded and reserved, even in front of him. She suddenly got out of bed. - “I’m taking a bath.” - but the movement was too quick and she felt lightheaded. Luckily he was right there and held her, one strong arm circling around her waist.

“Rei, you aren’t 100% fine yet, you have to take things slower, okay?” - she sat back down on the bed, waiting for the dizziness to wear off. - “Why don’t you pick up a change of clothes while I fill the bathtub?”

“Okay…”

A few minutes later, just as Bryce closed the bath tap, Rei entered the bathroom and put her clean clothes aside.

“Done.” - he announced, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and dried his hands with a soft towel. - "Feeling better?"

“Yeah, thank you."

"May I help you?" - he gestured to the top of her pajamas.

"Uh? Sure…" - she nodded, feeling a heat ascending to her neck and cheeks again as Bryce approached and started unbuttoning it.

Rei's heart beat louder each time his hands moved to the next button… until, finally she gently put a hand over his. He stopped right away and glanced up back at her face, which was as red as a tomato.

“Actually… let me do it myself." - she murmured.

"Right, sure." - he nodded and stepped away. - "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable."

"No, that's not it…" - she just couldn't tell Bryce that she was near to having a heart attack by watching him undressing her. It would be too humiliating. But still, her heart felt like a sledgehammer. - "Uh, could you turn around?” - she asked, unable to look at his face. Bryce blinked a few times in confusion.

“What?”

“I said, turn around.” - she repeated herself, her cheeks growing even more redder, if that was possible. Realization fell upon him.

“There’s nothing there that I haven’t already seen, Rei—” - he shut his mouth when she finally turned to face him, her eyes shooting daggers. He raised his hands in surrender and took a couple of safe steps back. - “Sorry. I’m turning.” - he chuckled to himself. She was so stubborn, but that was one of the things that he liked the most about her.

With his back finally turned to her, Rei quickly undressed herself from her clothes and entered the bathtub.

“It’s okay now…” - she murmured, her arms covering her breasts. She knew it was stupid; like Bryce said, he had already seen her completely naked a few times by now, but she couldn’t help herself and still felt shy about it. He kneeled beside the bathtub.

"Is the water good? Too hot? Too cold?”

“It’s perfect.” - she ducked her head a bit. - "I know it was a bit stupid getting all fret… but I get a bit shy sometimes."

"Only sometimes?" - his smirk made the medical intern roll her eyes. - "No need to explain yourself, Rei. Plus, when you act all shy, it just makes me want you more." - he watched with a satisfied smile as she blushed hard.

Unable to say anything, she just started cleaning herself with the soap bar.

"Anyway… Thank you, Bryce."

"No need to thank me. I told you, I'm here to take care of you and because I want to. In fact, let me help you." - he said, gently taking the soap from her and rubbing it against her back. Rei sighed, relaxing against his touch. - "How does this feel?"

"It feels amazing…"

“I told you, didn't I? These hands aren’t made just for surgeries, you know.” - she rolled her eyes again before chuckling softly. Bryce smiled to himself.

Good, she seemed to be getting better. At least, she was back to laughing at whatever thing he said.

Rei closed her eyes, enjoying the scalpel jockey's help, a low appreciative moan escaping her lips… Suddenly, she gasped when she felt his lips on her bare shoulders and shuddered as they travelled up to her neck and found a spot behind her ear.

"Bryce!" - she yelped at him, who just smiled unapologetically to her.

"Sorry, Rei, but when you make that sound… and look like this in front of me… and we're all alone..." - she blushed harder. - "Well, I couldn't contain myself. But I promise I'll behave from now on. Sorry."

She nodded, still feeling her skin tingling where his lips touched. But a small smile surged on the corner of her mouth.

A bit later, she got out of the bathtub, and allowed him to help her dress up again, still blushing a little, obviously. Old habits die hard.

"Fresh and clean." - he grinned when she was finally fully dressed. - "How are you feeling? After a nice long nap and a relaxing bath?"

“Hmmm… I’m hungry.”

“Gosh, so demanding.” - but Bryce Lahela liked it. - “I’m kidding. That’s a great sign, you’re getting better. What do you want to eat?”

“Hmm… ramen.” - memories of all the times she or Tom got sick and her grandma would cook them that dish floated back into her mind.

“Alright.” - Bryce fished his phone, searching for the food delivery app.

Half an hour later, they were both sitting by the dinner table, savouring the hot dish.

“How is it?”

“It’s heavenly. I was starving.”

“It makes sense; Sienna told me you were barely eating the past days because of the flu.”

They both ate their food calmly, enjoying each other’s company. Rei even taught Bryce how to ‘properly eat ramen’.

“You have to slurp it all! Making noise and stuff. Like this.” - she slurped noisily, making him laugh. - “This means that you appreciated the food and that it was delicious.”

“Well, I don’t know why, but this was sexy. When you slurped that noodle in one go.”

“Shut up!” - he laughed louder.

While Bryce washed the dishes, Rei plopped down onto the sofa and turned the TV on, mindlessly zapping through the channels. She later decided to put on her favorite show on Netflix.

He soon joined her, sitting down next to her, one arm falling comfortably around her hips as he pulled her closer with a smile playing on his lips.

"Cosy." - he murmured, before they both fell in a comfortable silence for the next couple of hours, binge watching The Crown and the Flame.

______________________

Rei slowly opened her eyes and yawned lazily. She looked over to the window trying to make sense of the time. The sky was dark outside.

"You okay?" - she heard a welcoming voice coming from the other side of her room, her eyes instantly finding Bryce on her desk, reading his book. She smiled sleepily at him.

“Yes. Although I thought… I was in the living room."

"Yeah, you fell asleep in the middle of the third episode." - the surgical intern stood up and sat down on her bed, next to her. - "So I brought you back here. You didn't even wake up." - he chuckled.

"What? Like, carried me all the way here?"

He frowned.

"C'mon Rei, I'm not like Superman Raf, but I will carry you wherever whatever." - his eyes glimmered as a cocky smirk curled up his mouth. - “You should go back to sleep.” - he murmured, his long fingers stroking her cheek affectionately. Rei took it on her own and kissed the inside of his wrist, which sent a delicious shiver up his spine. She smiled sheepishly at him.

"Thank you, Bryce."

And then, she drifted back to sleep, much more serene than the days before.

______________________

The next day, Rei woke up feeling brand new. She was at the locker room and had just finished putting her scrubs on when Bryce strode in, grinning when he saw the medical intern there.

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah!” - Rei pumped the air, feeling happy and energized, before quickly ducking her head. - “I mean, uh, thank you again about yesterday, Bryce. It was your only day off of the week and you had to spend it by taking care of me…”

“Don’t worry, Rei. I will always be happy to spend my free time with you. Although I’d have enjoyed it more if you weren’t cold and we could have done something more fun…” - her cheeks flushed to the sly wink he gave her. - “You know, whenever you need me, I’m just a text away.”

“Yeah… thank you. I feel like I own you one.” - she worked up the courage to say the next words: - “So, uh, what do you say we grab dinner together? Whenever you can.”

“I’d like that.” - his smirk widened, brightly, and Rei felt her heartbeat speeding up like it always did whenever he smiled at her. He was so handsome. And she was so smitten. - “But you know, I wouldn’t mind a ‘thank you’ kiss.” - he added with a wink.

She rolled her eyes before leaning in, her hand on the scalpel jockey’s jaw, angling him face down to meet hers. Bryce corresponded with eagerness, kissing her back demandingly, his strong arms circling around her waist, pulling her closer until she was pressed tightly against his broad chest, as if he already knew that her knees always turned into jelly whenever he kissed her.

Rei felt her body heat going high, although she wasn't feverish anymore, when Bryce deepened the kiss, groaning with need against her mouth.

“Uh, we should go to work before someone catches us in here…” - she murmured when they finally leaned out, after that breathless kiss.

“Yeah, you’re right.” - he agreed, his arms still around her.

And then, suddenly, he pulled away, almost shoving Rei.

“...A-achooo!” - he sneezed loudly. - “Oh crap. I guess I got your cold, Rei.” - the internal medicine intern giggled. - “Hey, this isn’t funny!”

“Sorry, Bryce. But don’t worry, whenever you get sick, I’ll take care of you too.”

_______________________

Tag: @nyastarlight @endlessflame @awkwardalbatros @choicesarehard @strangelycami @stillafictosexual @queen-kass-the-writer @indiacater @worldofchoices9-blog @radlovedreamer @fairydustandsarcasm @choicesthot @blackreddish @fluffywhitehair @weavingfractals @eileendannie @hellooliviaolivia @lahelable @bucket-harrington @god-save-the-keen @choices97 @allthatglitters2020 @thequeenofpixels @hellomynameisdevi @dreaming-of-movies @maria-lahela @zodiacsign1 @omgjasminesimone @miss-raleigh-carrera @lahellacute @brycesgirl @raleighcarrera @simsvetements @wolverinesbeer @virtuallytakenby @anotherbeingsworld @teenytinytanya08 @srta-give-me-my-jax-rl @sitsoncornflake @jamesashtonisbae @cashweasel @kelseaaa @eleanorbloom @freckles-spangledvampire @choicesficwriterscreations (if you would like to be tagged in (or out of!) upcoming Bryce x MC fanfics/fanarts, please let me know!)

#bryce lahela #bryce lahela x mc #open heart #playchoices #choices stories you play #open heart fanfiction #open heart fanfic #choices fanfic #playchoices fanfic #choices fanfiction #playchoices fanfiction #bryce x mc #rei sato #bryce x rei #choicesnovember2021

38 notes · View notes

dangermousie · 3 years

Text

2020 End of Year Post - cdrama edition

This is only going to cover cdramas that aired in 2020; if I had to make a post about all the cdramas I watched this year, I would still be doing it in three months...

Overall it’s been a fairly decent cdrama year (certainly better than the very lacklustre kdrama year.) It’s no miracle that 2019 was (so many excellent dramas!) but overall pretty solid.

DRAMAS WATCHED

(In order of liking from least to most as opposed to pure quality; I am including if I’ve seen enough to make up my mind; yes I realize that’s inaccurate, but that’s my list)

44 The Legend of Jing Yan - the worst cdrama I have seen this year, and possibly the worst drama of 2020, period. The hero and heroine were both uncharismatic, incapable of acting and saddled with such shrilly moronic characters, the only suspense was how they haven’t both perished long since from forgetting to breathe. Nor was anyone in the rest of the cast much better; the screenplay was written by a lower mammal and the cinematography was the best a third-rate wedding cinematographer could offer. Stay the HELL away from this one.

43 Unicorn Girl - the only unicorn about this bland yet irritating piece of pap was the fact that I was supposed to believe the leads are hockey players.

42 Autumn Cicada - I like spy stories, Allen Ren, and Republican Era settings. I can tune out Communist propaganda with the best of them. Yet, the propaganda ate the story to such a degree that there was nothing left; pre magic change Pinocchio was less wooden then this narrative.

41 You Complete Me - no you do not.

40 Skate into Love - the only positive thing I can say about this is that at least it’s better than Unicorn Girl, if for no other reason that only one of them is supposed to be a hockey player.

39 Irreplaceable Love - how do you make a story about fake siblings with a mad mother falling for each other boring? I don’t know, ask the makers of this.

38 Eternal Love Rain - I hate to rain on their parade, but these two actors cannot act, have about as much chemistry as a piece of bread, and are trapped in a story perfect for entertaining the mental abilities of the leads of Jin Yan.

37 For Married Doctoress - ummmm, you could do worse I guess. It only made me break out in mild hives. The sadistic ending did make me laugh though.

36 Dance of the Sky Empire - why you get Xu Kai and waste him in this insipid mess of a story is beyond me.

35 Love Designer - it’s inoffensive except to my sense of entertainment. There is nothing wrong with it but oh God is it bland.

34 Love a Lifetime - It felt like a lifetime watching this, but I didn’t love it. The story is incoherent, the actors have no chemistry and it’s all an epic waste of time.

33 Love is Sweet - so sweet it gave me diabetes. I like Luo Yunxi and Bai Lu, but there is literally no plot. I don’t need to sink into a plotless morass to watch pretty people engage in PG-rated make-outs. I am an adult with access to stronger stuff if I am thus inclined, though to be fair they could get x-rated and I still wouldn’t be able to sit through so many episodes of plotlessness for that.

32 Fake Princess - I love Zhao Yi Qin, but the guy needs to pick better projects. The female lead in this one has the voice and personality that can strip paint but the story is also doing nobody any favors.

31 The Changan Youth - I lost my brain checking this out. I had to go and read a dense treatise on medieval coinage or Mayan farming to try to recover it.

30 My Dear Destiny - kinda cheesy fun. It honestly shouldn’t be as low except it really feels like community theater.

29 Handsome Siblings - why is the Nic Tse version so good and this one so bad? True mystery for the ages. Chen Zhe Yuan is the sole reason this isn’t lower, because that kid tries SO HARD to make this drama bearable and almost succeeds. I can’t wait to see him in Sha Po Lang which actually will give him something to do.

28 In a Class of Her Own - see my comment on The Changan Youth. But at least Song Weilong is gorgeous to look at.

27 General’s Lady - inoffensive, pretty and so utterly pointless.

26 The Blooms at Ruyi Pavilion - those two leading actors are a no go to me but at least they considerately acted with each other instead of ruining two dramas for me. It’s very pretty though.

25 Jiu Liu Overlord - it’s a mess and I bailed, but I placed it this high merely due to the fact that Lai Yi finally gets a leading role and he’s sexy as fuck and I am shallow. Whoever styled Bai Lu should never work again except at a circus, however.

24 Cross Fire - not my genre and Luhan will always look too much like my cousin for comfort, but it’s a surprisingly gripping and dark drama. I liked it!

23 God of Lost Fantasy - if you want to watch a mediocre wuxia/xianxia, this is not a bad choice. Probably better than Legend of Fei actually, because at least it doesn’t have an A-list cast to waste and gives us Sheng Yilun himbo and shirtless.

22 Renascence - the insane cuts (it went from 70 eps to 36!!!) made a fairly cheesy story into a total mess. But I had a good time until I finally bailed mainly because of the male lead (Chen Zhe Yuan yet again carrying a not-good 2020 drama on his shoulders; the guy should be nicknamed Atlas) and the insane but in a fun way story. The female lead (both the character and the actress) were not up to par but oh well.

21 Legend of Fei - only this high because objectively there is nothing I disliked it. But there is nothing I liked either. The most uninspired drama on the list. If you could eat cardboard, this is what it would taste like.

20 Ever Night 2 - compared to EN1, it’s a waste of film. On its own merits, it’s not very good (the cast replacements are uniformly inferior and Dylan Wang is so wrong for Ning Que I cannot even put it into words; the script is useless.) But it had some parts I loved so very VERY much (all the shippy stuff was perfection) so I don’t feel too bitter.

19 Castle in the Sky 2 - a lovely if not too complex fairy tale. It is inferior to its prequel because it doesn’t have Zhang Ruo Yun who elevated it, but it’s still a solid bit of fun.

18 The Great Ruler - it’s very high fantasy, very pretty, and surprisingly involving.

17 (tie) Legend of Two Sisters in the Chaos - the secondary couple steals the show but the rest is not too bad if not too involving.

17 Legend of Awakening - a solid bit of fun with a seriously BDSM streak (theme this year apparently - but come on, the lead’s powers only activate when he’s in extreme pain!) It’s a bit generic and the costuming is done by a blind person, not to mention the OTP is a NOTP, but the rest of relationships (romantic and platonic) are wonderful (I live for the found siblings story in this one) and I like most of the characters.

16 Consummation - a rare modern cdrama I liked; a sweet coming of age story (and love story) even if wrapped in a pretty weird virtual reality concept.

15 Oops the King is in Love - this is how you do a low budget, sweet, silly piece of fluff. Our heroine pretends to be a eunuch and crosses paths with a powerless young king and they are adorable, even more so than the drama.

14 Song of Glory - pretty solid, though draggy and I didn’t love the toothpaste filter. But A+ cast, excellent leading couple chemistry, Li Qin being a BAMF and a leading man (Qin Hao) who is actually an adult.

13 And the Winner is love - objectively kind of a mess (and the heroine has the brainpower of a gnat), but the OTP chemistry is excellent and Luo Yunxi fighting and flirting with a fan as finally a leading man is worth the price of admission.

12 Miss S - snazzy and snappy and stylish and whatever else starts with S.

11 Eternal Love of Dream - I don’t know if it would work for you as well if you weren’t a hardcore shipper for this OTP in Three Lives but I was and this was such a darling, wonderful, shippy delight; plus I love this type of high fantasy.

10 (tie) Maiden Holmes - solid and sweet and a wonderful OTP. Proves that functional doesn’t have to mean boring. If you watch one cross-dressing drama this year make it this one.

10 Qin Dynasty Epic - srs bsns history epic. I am not far into it but it’s so good and smart and visually stunning (if you love battles, this one is for you.)

9 Love Lasts Two Minds - I adored this so much more than I should objectively have, but it’s so beautiful (and no I am not just referring to Alan Yu’s face) and the OTP has wonderful chemistry and the story is solid, and the whole trope of her memory being wiped but falling for him all over again while he’s constantly and utterly devoted is a fave; plus he’s in pain and semi-dyng for most of it so sluuuurp (happy ending, don’t worry)

8 To Love - yes, a modern drama is this high! But it involves intensity, tragedy, genuine adults and sexiness that is Lin Gengxin. And there is an actual plot and darkness OMG!

7 Legend of Xiao Chuo - so beautiful, so fun, so full of gorgeousness of Shawn Dou. Plus, Liao is a rare setting for a cdrama and there are a lot of characters and stories I liked a LOT. Less ship content than I wanted but more than I expected.

6 The Romance of Tiger and Rose - so so delightful. I was literally laughing out loud. I have no idea if it will work as well if one isn’t a seasoned watcher of period cdrama/reader of web novels, with bonus for watching/reading Goodbye My Princess, but it was a complete delight for me (and yes, I shipped for real, as well. Best of both worlds.)

5 Twisted Fate of Love - Jin Han gets a leading period drama role! And he’s enjoying it to the hilt, excellent as a smart, twisty bastard who is also charming and so madly in love with heroine. Sun Yi is beautiful and tough and her chemistry with JH is on fire, the story never drags, and it’s so twisty and fun and just awesome.

4 Love In Between - the most underrated drama on this list. It has no big names or big budget, but it’s wuxia that’s clever, driven, tragic, hopeful and so beautifully shot. Three separate (amazing) OTPs, a leading man who is so not typical (a doctor who cannot fight and who never acquires this ability) and who is intense and smart and damaged, a heroine who puts her quest ahead of her emotions, an unhealthy degree of involvement by yours truly. This is a drama Fei should have been.

3 Love and Redemption - such a lovely, addictive, utterly romantic fairy tale. I was obsessed with it for a reason. All the tropes you love and some you didn’t know you did, a star-crossed OTP to the nth power (and a secondary OTP I hardcore love), a twisty yet coherent plot, some insane chemistry and so much whump and hurt/comfort they must have bought blood packets in bulk.

2 Go Ahead - yes, I can’t believe it either. A contemporary slice of life cdrama made it this high on my list. But the way it feels so real, the found family perfection, the characters I love and loathe, the perfect cherry of a wonderful OTP that hits my narrative kinks on top, and just a perfect storm of loveliness all around with this one.

1 The Wolf - is that any surprise to anyone who’s checked out this tumblr for the last couple of months? Tragic, intense and gorgeous; so romantic and angsty and passionate it made me lose my mind (though some of it was gone the moment the camera panned to Darren Wang) - all my favorite tropes and then some; this is a drama that may not be perfect but it is 100% and then beyond perfect for ME.

FAVORITE DRAMA

The Wolf - I have seen objectively better cdramas; even this year. But it has been literal years since I have been this hardcore obsessed, this utterly pleased, this emotionally catered to and devastated at once. A beautiful dark fairy tale that manages to own me despite the storytelling gaps due to censorship, it took me for one of the biggest emotional roller coaster rides of my drama watching career. Visually gorgeous, poetic, intense, and so romantic it took my breath away, this is not just my favorite cdrama of 2020, it’s my favorite drama this year period, and the one cdrama this year to make it into my permanent Top 10 cdramas list.

WORST DRAMA

Legend of Jin Yan - see my write up for it for why as I refuse to waste more time on this stupid mess.

FAVORITE MALE CHARACTER

Wolfie, The Wolf - he is such a haunted, tormented, complex, dark mess; loving and violent, severely damaged and with a hidden yearning softness, longing and aloof. And the amount of charisma and sheer masculine sex appeal Darren Wang brings to the role is insane and not something I see much of in a cdrama. Plus, that character arc with its rapid fall and slow painful redemption is A++++

Runner Up: Sifeng, Love and Redemption - has a male lead ever loved more utterly and selflessly, suffered more thoroughly and beautifully, and managed to have such chemistry with both his leading lady and his leading man (that his leading lady temporarily turned into) at once? The answer is no.

Almost made the cut - Feng Xi, Twisted Fate of Love, Han Shuo, The Romance of Tiger and Rose, Qing Ci, Love in Between.

FAVORITE FEMALE CHARACTER

Xiao Qian, The Romance of Tiger and Rose - so funny, so much the reason this drama was such a delight. I adore her beyond words.

NEEDS TO BE MURDERED

Murder Daddy, The Wolf - I am sad the censors robbed us of seeing him die on screen. He was fully human but nonetheless managed to be the worst monster in a drama full of literal ones.

Ling Xiao’s Mom, Go Ahead - I hate her so much I don’t want to look up her name. She abused the kid, the disappeared and came back to abuse him some more. I mean she literally gave her child mental health issues. She is the WORST.

FAVORITE SHIP

Xing’er x Wolfie, The Wolf - are you kidding me? Who else could it ever be for me? They destroyed each other and saved each other, sworn enemies and childhood lovers, soulmates and epic messes, they couldn’t live with or without each other. The longing, the passion, the intensity, the angst, the epicness. LIKE THERE ARE NO WORDS!!!!

FAVORITE SECONDARY OTP

Si Yuan, Shen Manqing, Love in Between - I loved them as much and often more than the main OTP. So much angst and passion and a happy ending! She is a seeming sect darling (except the sect is horrible and also sexist so her only worth is as a marriage candidate) and he’s an information broker who is actually one of the members of a destroyed sect that’s blamed for the massacre of her family. That chemistry and yearning is insane. The scene where she touches his face when he’s unconscious was in serious running for my favorite scene of 2020.

NOTP

Legend of Awakening - I have never seen a couple that didn’t just have no chemistry but exhibited actual revulsion towards each other before watching Chen Feiyu and Cheng Xiao try to act as lovers in this one. It was almost entertaining to be honest.

FAVORITE SCENE

It’s a tie and both are from The Wolf. One is a sequence where Wolfie marches to the walls alone, seeking death at Xing’er’s hands and the whole sequence with the battle and rescue follows. The other is the intercut between Xing’er going to her wedding and Wolfie going to his execution, and the auto-da-fe being intercut with her wedding.

BIGGEST CRUSH

Wolfie, The Wolf - Ummm have you seen this tumblr lately, it’s basically a drool shrine to the man.

BEST SCENE STEALER CHARACTER

Yelü Yansage, The Legend of Xiao Chuo - I have loved this actor since The Myth and he continued to competently steal every scene he was in.

NEEDS A SEQUEL

To Love - come out of the coma, dammit!!!!!!!

NEEDS A DIRECTOR’S CUT

The Wolf - duh. It started out as 59 eps and got cut to 49. I reaiize some stuff is never gonna get put in due to censorship, but some of the stuff that got cut got for time reasons because they were deluded and hoping to get a TV broadcast so ep count had to be under 50. I mean I doubt the censors would care if they kept scenes of Wolfie building her a swing or whatever. I really really want a director’s cut the way Goodbye My Princess did even if like with GMP it’s only three extra eps. Hell, I will take extra three minutes, as long as those three minutes are Darren Wang shirtless or with a sword. Ahem.

NEEDS SCISSORS TAKEN TO IT

The Song of Glory - it’s a fairly solid drama but honestly it didn’t need to be as long as it was and kind of got draggy and I got lost interest. (I could have gotten snarky and said all the dramas I didn’t like needed scissors taken to them in their entirety but decided to play nice.)

TOO MANY SCISSORS TAKEN TO IT

There are a number of dramas I could complain about with regard to this (hi there, darling The Wolf!) but this award goes to Renascence - poor Renascence was never going to be a masterpiece, but it had the potential to be a bit of good cheesy fun until it had its run time cut by more than half and became an incoherent piece of insanity.

TROPE THAT NEEDS TO DIE

Dumb shrill innocent heroine who can’t tie her shoes - see basically all the cdramas I didn’t like this year.

FAVORITE TROPE WE’VE SEEN A LOT OF

Male lead torture - I mean it’s always open season on that in cdramas, but between Love and Redemption, The Wolf, Love Lasts Two Minds, Love in Between and so on, it was a banner year!

BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT

Legend of Fei - what a waste of that cast; what a waste of our finite time on this Earth. What a waste of my intelligence to hope for something better and stick with it for a dozen eps. I have had stale wonderbread that had more personality than this drama.There is absolutely nothing that stands out about this drama in any way, from half-dimensional characters, to actors who are sleepwalking, to a plot that moves at the speed of an arthritic snail, to uninspired cinematography and direction, to lack of any chemistry between anyone in the cast. If paint-by-numbers was done by a group of particularly linear robots, it might come across the same way as this drama.

BIGGEST GOOD SURPRISE

The Wolf - honestly, I did not expect it to come out AT ALL EVER let alone to become my favorite drama of 2020. I was not familiar with the leading man (hahah), I liked Li Qin but wasn’t yet obsessed with her, and Xiao Zhan was excellent in The Untamed but I was hardly going to follow him from drama to drama (and I don’t do SLS any way.) And the trailer was enjoyable but unlike seemingly everyone, I didn’t think it was going to be some epic masterpiece. And then it came out and while it wasn’t objectively an epic masterpiece, it pulled out all the favorite tropes, shippy and narrative kinks from the deepest darkest recesses of my id. And I fell harder than I have in years.

2020 DRAMAS I HAVEN’T SEEN THAT I MOST WANT TO WATCH

None. Covid Year gave me PLENTY of time

BEST NON-2020 DRAMA I’VE WATCHED IN 2020

Novoland Eagle Flag and Joy of Life - they are in my Top 10 dramas from anywhere now. They are quite different except being smart and giving me protagonists to obsess over.

ETA: Also The Untamed because @idlewilds3 pointed out I actually watched it in 2020 even though I didn’t think so because this hellyear has lasted about three decades.

MOST ANTICIPATED IN 2021

I am gonna limit it to dozen and leaving out ones that aren’t necesarily supposed to air next year (Joy of Life 2, Love in Flames of War, Novoland Princess from Plateau.)

Monarch Industry, Novoland Pearl Eclipse, Silk Washing Stream, Dream of Changan, Sword Snow Stride, Wu Xing Shi Jia, Ancient Love Poetry, Immortality, The Long Ballad, Mirror Twin Cities, The Imperial Age, Fall In Love

222 notes · View notes

caranfindel · 3 years

Text

Take these broken wings and learn to fly (15.20 coda)

het, but Wincest-compatible | about 2300 words | PG-13 for language | characters: sam winchester, sam’s blurry wife |

Julia has been widowed (God, what an awful word, widowed) for three years when she meets Sam. It’s a work-based friendship at first. She’s kind of lonely and sad, he’s kind of lonely and sad, and they gravitate toward each other. And then one evening they’re at a bar, the last ones left from an after-work happy hour, both of them drinking more than they should, and she thinks he’s kind and thoughtful and smart and he may be 10 years older than me but he’s still hot as hell and I enjoy being with him and I look forward to seeing him and maybe I should just… and she kisses him. He’s shocked; shocked enough to confirm that he wasn’t just hanging around hoping to make it out of the friendzone. And then he’s holding her face in his hands and he’s kissing her too.

It’s good. They’re good together. It’s not the earth-shattering, all-encompassing romance she had with Shaun. Julia knows she’ll never have anything like that again. Most people don’t even get one soulmate in their lives; no one gets two. And she knows Sam doesn’t have that same desperate love that Shaun had for her; she knows she’ll never have his whole heart. (She knows the woman he intended to marry was killed in a fire, she knows another woman he loved went back to her ex. She doesn’t know which of these women still owns that last piece of Sam’s heart.) But she loves Sam, and he loves her, and they get married.

(The sex is amazing. Sometimes he’s gentle, almost reverent, as if he’s afraid he’ll break her, and other times he’s fierce and passionate and almost tries to break her, and she loves both ends of the spectrum.)

She suggests they melt down her old wedding band to make a new one. It was an heirloom from her grandmother, a plain wide band of yellow gold that she loves, that she thought she’d wear for the rest of her life. But Shaun is the one who put it on her finger the first time. It doesn’t seem right to ask Sam to accept it now. A new band from the old gold seems like a good compromise. No, Sam says, I couldn’t ask you to do that. I know a way we can make it ours. He has the inside of the band engraved with the same symbol he wears tattooed over his heart, and makes her promise to never take it off. Bad luck, he says.

He’s such a contradiction. Scary smart, but as superstitious as an Appalachian grandmother. Calm and unflappable, but with a weirdly hyperactive startle reflex. Kind and empathetic, but capable of extreme violence when pushed to his limits (seriously, don’t walk your drunk ass up to Sam Winchester’s wife and lay hands on her, and don’t get mouthy when she tells you to back off) and just really, frighteningly skilled at that violence.

(A little frightening and also very sexy. Julia’s always had a thing for the hero type.)

They both have nightmares. One night Julia watches Shaun’s face melting under his gear and wakes with a cry of horror. Sam holds her as she tearfully describes living on the knife edge of constant fear that comes with loving someone whose job is literally running into burning buildings. I know, he says, over and over, even though he can’t possibly know. The irony of their first loves both dying in flames is not lost on her, but it’s not like his college girlfriend was a firefighter. It’s not like he watched her go to work every day and prayed she’d make it home alive.

Julia’s pregnancy is a wonderful surprise. She and Shaun had tried for over a year before she was widowed, and she just didn’t count on it happening with Sam. They agree not to name the baby after anyone they’ve lost. Let’s not name him after our pain, she says, and Sam is okay with that. (Or he isn’t. But ever since she showed him the positive pregnancy test, she’s known she could ask him for anything. She’s known he would rip out his heart and serve it on a platter if she asked for it.)

But they haven’t decided on a name yet when her water breaks four weeks early. When their perfect baby boy is born at 12:10 a.m., the nurse announces the date and time and Sam looks up at her in shock and blinks away happy tears and says it’s the 24th. It’s my brother’s birthday. Julia is flying high on endorphins; she loves this baby and she loves this man and she even loves his dead brother she never got to meet, and she says it’s got to be a sign; let’s name him Dean.

She takes off her wedding ring, just this once, to have Dean’s birthdate engraved on the inside. Sam does the same with his own ring. He insists they go to a jeweler who will engrave while they wait, rather than leaving the rings there. She waves a hand at her lumpy postpartum body. You afraid someone’s gonna make a move on all this if you don’t keep a ring on it?

He laughs at her and says you’re onto me, even though he’s the one who needs to be locked away, still with that long lean runner’s body and the amazing shoulders and the goddamn dimples. I just don’t like us being without them, he says. He is a sweet, sentimental fool and she adores him. He bends down to kiss her, carefully maneuvering the baby he’s wearing in a sling, and Julia looks at this man and this baby and this life she didn’t think she was get to have and knows she’s happier than she has any right to be. And she’s relieved when Sam slips the ring back onto her finger, this ring imbued with the men she loves, so maybe he’s not the only sentimental fool.

(One thing she loves about Sam is that he understands why she feels guilty that Shaun didn’t get to share this life with her.)

In July they light a little candle for Dean’s six-month birthday. When Julia wakes the next morning, Sam’s side of the bed is empty and cold. She finds him cuddling their sleeping baby in the living room. I got up to give him a bottle, Sam says. I guess I just fell asleep out here. His red-rimmed eyes and empty coffee mug suggest he didn’t actually sleep at all, but, well. They’re both battling their own private demons. If a night cradling the baby gives Sam some peace for whatever reason, she’s glad of it.

Sam’s fierce love for their child takes her by surprise. If Julia has 90% of his heart, his son has 110%. He parents with a vengeance, is the only way she can think of to describe it. Like he’s making up for something. She doesn’t feel slighted, but it’s impossible to ignore that ever since Dean was born, Sam’s prime objective has been to make sure the boy is happy and safe. Everything else comes second.

(When she notices Sam has been carefully marking his tattoo symbol onto Dean’s clothing, hidden near seams and always in a color that almost matches the fabric, she decides not to say anything. He gets a little funny about his superstitions sometimes.)

Sam desperately wants Dean to have a sibling, and they try for another one, but it doesn’t happen. Julia reminds him that they’re lucky to have even one child. That having a sibling is not a lifetime guarantee of companionship and love. She should know, after all, since Stephanie cut her off after she married that asshole Scientologist and decided she couldn’t have a relationship with anyone who wasn’t also in their stupid cult.

Dean has plenty of friends and tons of activities, which Sam encourages with an almost religious fervor, but he never pulls away from his parents. They have so much in common, Sam and his son. Instead of rebelling as a teenager, Dean seems to grow even closer to his father. They spend hours together, paging through the ancient books in Sam’s study (she hates them, they smell musty and make her sneeze) or driving in the old Chevrolet. They even travel together sometimes, visiting those friends of Sam’s that live up north somewhere. Julia met them at the wedding and they were perfectly nice, thrilled to death that she and Sam had found each other. But she always feels like an outsider when they’re around, like they’re part of something she’ll never understand. So much history, with Sam and the brother she never got to meet. They absolutely dote on Dean though, and he seems to love them too, so the boys’ trip to Sioux Falls becomes an annual event.

(Dean is 14 years old when he comes home from one of these trips with his own version of the tattoo.)

When Julia is diagnosed with cancer, Dean is 16 years old. Sam does his best to ensure life goes on as normal for their son but somehow never neglects Julia’s needs. He throws himself into research and is always on top of the latest treatment, always at her elbow with the top internet-recommended remedy for her side effects, making sure both she and Dean have everything they want and need, all the attention and support they can tolerate. She doesn’t know when, or if, Sam actually sleeps. When she feels up for it, he arranges experiences for the three of them. A week lying on the beach, a weekend in New York City, a night in the mountains looking at the stars. When we look back on this time, he says, I don’t want us to only remember how much it sucked. I want us all to have good memories too.

(She doesn’t know why he’s concerned about her memories. There’s a good chance she won’t have much time to enjoy them. But it’s good for Dean. She doesn’t want this to ruin Dean’s childhood.)

Sam insists Dean go away to college as planned. Julia agrees, although she’s kind of surprised he’s willing to let the boy out of his sight. Aren’t you going to miss him? she asks.

So much, he answers. But this isn’t about me, and what I need. It’s about him. They drive Dean to school in the ancient Chevrolet. Supposedly because the trunk has room for all of his stuff, but Julia is pretty sure it’s just one last sentimental road trip in the old thing before Sam retires it. When they pick Dean up at the end of the school year, it’s in her SUV. Dean promises his father, more than once, that he’ll restore the Chevy someday.

Five years after Julia’s diagnosis, she’s sitting in the doctor’s office learning that her last remission was her last remission. There are no more options. She has months, not years. Sam clutches her hand and nods, once, as if to say I should have known this would happen; I should have expected something like this. Then he takes her home.

It’s a blessing in a way, he says late that night, after a little too much to drink. Knowing what’s coming. Having time to say goodbye. You don’t always get that. And yes, she knows this as well as anybody does.

Sam has always been supportive of her choice not to contact Stephanie, but one day he says Jules, I promise I’ll never bring it up again. It’s just that I don’t want you to have any regrets. I don’t want you miss the opportunity to say things that you’ll wish you’d said. Julia isn’t sure Steph will speak to her. She’s not even sure she’ll have the same phone number — they haven’t spoken since Dad’s funeral, a year after she was widowed — but she makes the call. And Steph answers. And cries. And comes to visit, where she hugs and cries some more. Sam watches it all with a sad smile for a while, then disappears into the garage to sit in the old Chevy.

When Julia takes her last conscious breaths, Dean is holding one hand and Sam is holding the other. She squeezes her son’s hand and thinks I love you, dear boy, and I’m sorry I have to leave you. She squeezes her husband’s hand and thinks thank you for giving me this, thank you for taking care of me, thank you for loving me and letting me love you. Then she closes her eyes and lets the soft, warm darkness take over.

And then. Then she wakes to a cool breeze and the sound of chirping birds. She’s standing at a lake she recognizes. It’s Shaun’s favorite fishing spot. And Shaun is there, waiting for her. And everything is okay.

Sam does show up eventually. Julia’s sitting on the porch of the cabin with Shaun, enjoying the perpetual nice day (sometimes a spring morning, sometimes a fall afternoon, but always nice) when she hears the familiar rumble. It cant be, she thinks. It can’t be that old car. But it is.

I’m glad you found someone with good taste in cars, Shaun says, as Sam unfolds himself from the driver’s seat. He looks exactly as he did the day she met him; no glasses, only a little grey at his temples. Still tall and strong and beautiful. She runs to meet him and embraces him as Shaun watches from the porch.

You found Shaun, Sam says. I’m so happy for you, Jules. I really am. He doesn’t seem to have any intention of joining her (their) Heaven permanently, but he doesn’t seem to have anyone else with him either. Where is the dead girlfriend? How is this fair?

They talk about Dean, and Julia’s heart swells with pride over her strong, smart, kind, brave son. He’s like you, she says. He’s just like you.

Sam shrugs. He’s a Winchester.

But what about you? she says. You’re not — you’re not alone here, are you?

Nah, he says. I’m good. I promise.

(Eventually Julia meets the first Dean, and she understands.)

===

I know a lot of people have mocked Sam's blurry wife, but I actually have grown to love the concept. Because it means she can be anything we want her to be. And yeah, initially I liked the idea of her being Dr. Cara, or Eileen. But now I don't think that would happen. I think Sam would have to start fresh to have that kind of relationship. And I also like the idea of Sam's wife having her own soulmate somewhere, waiting for her, so she's not a huge part of Sam and Dean's shared Heaven. I mean, they're gonna visit, obviously. And then they'll go home to their soulmates.

The title is from "Blackbird" by the Beatles.

#spn #15.20 #my fic #episode coda #sam winchester

207 notes · View notes

themadauthorshatter · 3 years

Text

I've been planning on doing these, but never got around to it because of the 'how' aspect.

Now I got it

This will be more fanfic-y than the other rewrites, too, so bear with me

PG-13 NINJAGO PILOT: EPISODE 1!!!

Like before we start with a shot of Four Weapons and hear metal on metal as Kai works at a sword, which we cut to and zoom in on.

Every now and again, though, Kai looks at the entrance with a worried look before returning to the forge, continuing to work on the sword.

We get him looking back and forth between the shop entrance and sword before he quickly finishes up and just sits, staring at the shop entrance, which gives us a good hint towards his separation anxiety.

Nya walks into frame and tries to stifle a sympathetic smile as she practically lets herself in, groceries in hand.

She asks how long she was gone and Kai, trying to joke away his nerves, says she's been gone for an hour and a half, rather than the whole hour, like she said. Nya counters that she WAS gone for the hour, and not a minute longer. Kai disagrees, because he counted on the exact minute, and asks what took her.

Nya offers an apologetic smile and shows Kai a surprise she got for him while running her errands: a couple steamed buns with red bean paste inside, just the way Kai likes.

Kai's quick to accept the apology, but also asks where and how she got the pastries, because they're expensive for the two of them, and Nya simply shrugs and says it was on the house because a customer cancelled an order, though a montage shows us the audience that Nya actually got them via a favor for the owner, i.e. fixing a few broken lights and the ovens.

Kai takes the offer, though he's still a little suspicious, and Nya goes to put the groceries away, though she does compliment Kai on his work with the sword, saying he did well on getting a good bwvel on it and keeping it straight. Kai thanks her and admits it's not bad for a 25 minute sword.

Nya, from her place in their makeshift house connected to the shop, yells to Kai to be more patient and take his time, so he can produce a better blade, almost as good as their father.

Kai yells back that he doesn't want to be better than their father, he's going to be better.

Nya walks back out and takes Kai's free hand, saying he is better because of all that he does, and their father would be proud of him for it.

That's when someone walks in, an old man in a robe, straw hat and with a long white beard, and says he should be proud, because the craftsmanship on the helmets, armor, and swords is incredible for someone so young; Kai is 16 and Nya is 14.

The two freeze and watch as the man continues to look around, Kai asking Nya who this geezer is. Nya shrugs and says she caught a glimpse of him before he asked her about the shops, namely shops selling weapons.

Kai, not really sure of this, offers to sell a few things to the man, seeing as he's interested. The man only examines some helmets and clucks his tongue, because the heavy, clunky armor in the shop is better for samurai, and there's nothing here for a ninja.

Kai chuckles and apologizes because there aren't really any ninja in Four Weapons, at least not in a long time.

The man turns his attention to Kai and sort of studies him, noting the light smoke that's on his face, the callouses on his hands, and a few scars(less than Lloyd, just saying that now), and then some red bean paste on his mouth.

Uncomfortable, Kai backs up and explains as politely as he can that he and his sister run a shop, not a museum, so he should either buy something or go somewhere else, please and thank you.

The man nods and both apologizes and thanks the siblings for their time, even if it had been possibly wasted.

The two watch him go and, once he's out of ear shot, Kai wonders what that was all about. Nya is equally confused, but doesn't elaborate on it, because they've got a shop to run. Kai agrees and hands Nya a bit of the bread from the bun she got him; she's not a fan of the paste.

In the distance, on top pf a building a figure in black watches the siblings work, Kai making another sword as Nya deals with a difficult customer. We get Kai seeing this figure, what looks like a thin male in black, and stares back at him

Guess he can't say he's never seen a ninja anymore.

Kai looks over at Nya, making sure she's okay, before looking back to find the ninja has vanished

Cut to the old man from before as he walks over to and takes a seat by a large rock, asking if there's any trouble coming their way, seeing as dawn's approaching.

TV perspective, the camera would pan up to reveal the ninja crouched on the rock as he watcges the horizon. At the sight of clouds and the rumbling in the ground, he nods.

The man sighs and wonders if the saying is true, if there really is no rest for the wicked? The ninja's shoulders drop, but he perks back up at the sight of a falcon flying over head.

Just as he goes to follow it, the man says very much like a warning, "Stay."

The ninja returns to his perch on the rock and sulks, because he's dramatic and bored.

Good thing he saw those clouds because they roll in as night falls.

Kai notices and watches carefully, Nya joining his side and asking what's up.

Neither know until skeleton automobiles race over the hill, carrying the skeleton army, and Samukai, who stands on the tallest of the vehicles and commands his army to attack, and tells his two top soldiers, Ktuncha and Nuckal, to head to the blacksmith shop and find the map.

The villagers, who are mostly farmers, flee and take cover and/or shelter. Kai, however, arms himself and yells for Nya to stay in the shop as he races out, seeing a few villagers get jumped by skeletons.

Wu and Zane, I'll just call them by their names now because WE know who they are, also leap into action, though Zane is told to protect the people while Wu goes for the skeletons.

Zane does just that, inadvertently joining Kai in fighting skeletons, though Kai doesn't notice as he fends off a mod of bone heads.

Kai gets swarmed by skeletons, and gets his ass handed to him, but still manages to get a few hits in, thank goodness. He does well enough, but snaps out of his battle rush when he sees Kruncha and Nuckal racing to the shop. ("No. NYA!")

Just as Kai goes to run back to the shop, but is struck by a skeleton and knocked back as Kruncha and Nuckal go inside the shop.

Inside the shop, Nya goes to grab a weapon, but hides when she sees Kruncha and Nuckal walk in and start rummaging for the map.

She does start to go for a staff, but is stopped by Zane, who carefully holds a hand on her mouth. Zane gestures for her to keep quiet and stay as hidden as possible as he sneaks up on the two skeletons.

Like the original, they argue, but this time, Kruncha spots Nya and starts approaching her, because she might know where the map is, only for Zane to hand stand, on hand kip up, jackhammer kick him in the jaw and knock him back and almost out.

Nuckal steps up and the two fight in the cramped shop, Nuckal grabbing random things to attack or throw at Zane and Zane blocking or catching them and them putting them down somewhere so nothing's broken(there's always so much destruction in fights and it really bothers me, tbh, ngl.). Eventually, Nuckal gives up and they go hand to hand.

As they do, Nya shrinks toward a staff as Kruncha comes to and grabs the hammer Kai was using, Nuckal blocking Zane's hits and trying to make room for Kruncha.

Nya stops that with some strikes of her own that save Zane.

As grateful as he is, Zane pushes Nya towards the exit and points outside, where she sees Kai struggling to hold off some bastard skellies.

She nods and we follow her as she sprints outside in time to save Kai and help him fight.

Kai shouts at her to go back inside, but Nya calls him crazy and won't let him steal all the fun.

The two approached by sickle-nunchuck wielding skeletons and they race toward them, which transitions/cuts to Zane as he pulls his signature move, or what will be if this was the first post I made😅, and drop kicks Nuckal before Kruncha grabs the back if his hood and knocks his head against the charcoal forge and punches him in the face and knees him in the stomach.

Nuckal gets back up and notices the forge is still going a little bit, poking at it as Zane and Kruncha keep going.

He stops when he kicks Kruncha back and is grabbed by the wrist by Nuckal, who pulls him down and smashes his arm into the burning charcoals.

He hisses, but seems to otherwise ignore the pain as he tries to kick them away. Kruncha solves that with a hand on Zane's neck.

Both demand to know where the map is hidden, but Zane glares at them, remaining silent even when Nuckal grabs the hammer and brings it down on Zane's upper arm.

It hurts, but Zane was sneaky and grabbed a shuriken from his pocket and jams it into Nuckal's side, making him stumble back as Kruncha smashes him against the forge by his collar, loosening it enough to reveal Zane's chest and a folded piece of paper.

Back with Kai and Nya as they're more successful, but still getting worn down; that's just fine because their nimbers are dwindling as well(hmmmmm?). Nya looks around in the fray of skeletons and wonders where he is. Kai snaps that he's right behind her, because they're back to back, and Nya reiterates that she didn't mean Kai, she meant the other guy, who is quite literally thrown at them as one more skeleton approaches, one with four arms and bored of watching: Samukai.

Kai charges in, shouting at Zane to keep Nya safe, and the two clash, Samukai blocking with two of his four hands as Kai swings his sword and lands a few good kicks on him.

Samukai, glad to know Kai's not holding back, decides to return the sentiment and reaveals all four of his arms.

Zane leads Nya toward the shop, but that flips around when Nya helps him there instead and goes to tend to his wounds. Zane stops her and shakes his head before getting back up and looking for a high up place to look for Kruncha and Nuckal. Nya sees this and asks what's going on and why thise boneheads are looking for a map, and Zane freezes before he shrugs, leading Nya to an empty barrel, helping her inside and putting a makeshift lid on it so she's hidden before he runs out to rejoin the fight.

Good thing because Samukai disarms Kai and holds up by his wrists with two of his four arms, one of his free hands holding a knife, and Kai bloodied and beaten from this whole fight.

"Pesky little brat. You're just like your father."

Before Samukai can carve Kai to ribbons, Zane sweeps his legs as Wu steals Zane's move and performs a dropkick of his own, but adds some spinjitsu for added distance and actually lands it and stands back up rather than just yeeting himself and falling down.

"Sensei Wu. You look a little too rusty to fight

Zane, triggered, goes to fight with Wu, but Wu holds him back; "Some blades need a stone to be sharp. I only need bone."

The two go at it, but Zane rushes in to help, because he's caring like that, and Kai follows suit.

Zane goes for a long distance approach and throws shurikens at Samukai, which slow him down enough for Wu to manage, while Kai goes in with a rock, because he lost his sword.

Samukai, fed up, kicks Wu back, grabs and lifts Kai by the neck, steals his rock, throws it at Zane, and he's hit on the head, and then throws Kai at a water tower, Kai hitting his back and going unconscious.

Zane sees this and races toward him, especially as the tower falls.

Unconscious and in his armor, Kai's heavy as hell and hard to carry, so Zane tries to wake him up as the tower starts falling.

He does, but isn't 'there' enough to register he's about to die, muttering, "Oh, no," as the tower falls.

Thank goodness Wu saves them both.

Samukai returns to the Skeletons as they start to roll out, but stops when he sees Nya race out and toward Kai, screaming his name.

TV perspective, we get slow motion shots of Kai and Nya reaching out for each other as the skeletons fire a claw/hand at Nya. Just as they're about to grab each other's hands, it grabs her and rips her away from Kai, who's relief shatters into pure terror.

The skeletons drive off, Nya screaming and fighting off the Skeletons as they restrain her, and Kai races after her with Zane behind him.

"NYA! LET HER GO! NYAA!"

The skeletons only race ahead and open a portal, leaving through it as Nya reaches and cries out for Kai.

In a flash of light, they're all gone, Zane stopping, but Kai continuing to run and ahout for Nya until he stops at where the tire marks end.

Seeing them, he drops to his knees, guilt, sorrow, and many more feelings washing over him.

Wu and Zane catch up to him, Wu apologizing to Kai for his loss.

Kai only charges at Wu, who simply steps aside as Zane grabs Kai, rolls to his back, and throws Kai to the ground, flat on his back.

Wu barks, "Enough," and tells Zane to check around them, so they're not in dager and so Kai and Wu can talk alone, and without worry of Zane killing Kai.

Kai demands to know what all of that was, why the skeletons attacked, why they took Nya, why they were living skeletons, why they took Nya, what they wanted, why they took Nya, where the hell they went, and WHY THEY TOOK NYA.

Wu tells Kai to calm himself, but Kai snaps that he can't calm down,and he won't until he gets Nya back, so Wu had better start talking or Kai will make him. Wu sends him to the ground for this, taking his wrist and arm and twisting it so Kai rolls back down on his back,it doesn't hurt him as much as the throw Zane did, don't worry.

To keep him down, Wu holds his staff down on Kai's chest and asks if he's ready to listen, because his sister's as good as gone otherwise.

Kai nods, and Wu gets to explaining:

The Skull Boys were Samukai and his undead army, who work for the real Dark Lord in the Underworld, which us where they went with Nya. Kai can try following as much a he wants, but have fun getting there without a 'gatekey;' something that's powerful enough to open the 'door' the Underworld and let you get in undetected. Either that, or die and hope for the best, which is probably the last thing Kai wants.

Kai, calmer, looks over at a bored Zane, who's blowing in some reeds, and turns back to Wu, asking why he and the ninja were there.

Wu removes the staff and holds out his hand. "You."

Kai accepts and asks why, and Wu plays a total dick move and says he'll explain more, if Kai comes with them. If he does, he'll know everything and become strong enough to save his sister and will never have to worry about lising her again. Hell, he can be strong enough to turn Samukai into bone broth, if he wants, but only if he comes with.

Kai's floored by the offer, but asks, "What if Nya come back and I'm not here? What if-"

Wu holds Kai's hands, settling him as much as he can. "They won't be coming back. They already have what they came for. We will get the map back, and your sister."

Kai falls silent and Wu backs off, saying that this is a hard decision, which he understands, so Kai has until sunrise to make up his mind. Wu will be waiting for him at the village entrance.

They part ways and Wu orders Zane to run ahead to the monastery, to make sure the road is easy to trek back.

He hestitately nods and does so, Wu taking a seat by the village entrance and meditating, calm as can be.

Kai, however, is still reeling from Wu's words. Nya's gone, the shop is a disaster, and Kai is alone. He wants to get her back, but that damn separation anxiety kicks in and he starts to panic.

Wu seems to know a lot, so the best bet qould be to leave with him, and possibly miss Nya returnjng to the shop. Kai groans as he sits qith his back against the wall and cries as he rubs his eyes. He should've kept a better eye on Nya so this didn't happen. He sighs and drops his hands, looking around and evaluating his options: stay and possibly never see Nya again or leave and possibly save Nya. Kai fights a sob as he rests his head against his knees.

Cut to sunrise and Wu still meditating. TV perspective, we hear footsteps approach off screen and Wu looks up to see Kai standing before him, eyes red rimmed, armor gone, a katana or other sword on his back, and a bag of clothes, food, and supplies on his back. (Guess he made up his mind.)

Wu half jokes that he won't bs asking if Kai's ready, but Kai has none of it and tells Wu to lead the way.

Wu stands and says they have a long walk a head of them, and that gives Wu enough time to answer all of Kai's questions.

The episode ends with Wu and Kai walking out of Four Weapons, Kai looking back at the only hime he's known before taking a breath and catching up to and following Wu, the camera panning up to the horizon and the path ahead of them.

#ninjago #ninjago rewrite #ninjago kai #ninjago zane #ninjago nya #slight violence #au #ua

45 notes · View notes

thisweekingundamwing · 3 years

Text

This Week in Gundam Wing (Aug 29 - Sept 11, 2021)

That’s right folks! Because of the long weekend last weekend, you all get a two-for-one this round-up! Lots of excellent stuff from the fandom the last two weeks, so take a look and show your fellow fans some love!

--Mod LAM

Fanfiction

Dirty Computer (CH 11/?) by @doctormegalomania

Pairings: Heero x Duo, Wufei x OFC

Characters: 5 pilots

Rating: MATURE

Tags / Warnings: minor violence, espionage, unreliable narrator, post-war, reference to past injury, implied/referenced self-harm

Summary: Years after the war, nothing is what anyone hoped for. Peace reigns supreme.

Man Lion Thing Dude (CH 14-16/?) by @anaranesindanarie

Pairings: Trowa x Duo, Triton Bloom x Duo

Characters: full cast, original Trowa Barton, OCs

Rating: EXPLICIT

Tags / Warnings: graphic depictions of violence, whump, blood, alternate universe, supernatural, were-creatures, family problems, arranged marriage, mentions of torture, smut, magic

Summary: Duo Maxwell is estranged from the last of his remaining family who are demanding that he return home for an important announcement. Meanwhile, Duo has been having strange encounters with 'wild' animals, all of whom seem to be hunting him.

The Life of the Immortal Jellyfish (CH 15-16/35) by @lemontrash

Pairings: Duo x Wufei

Characters: 5 pilots + Relena, Hilde, Noin, Une

Rating: MATURE

Tags / Warnings: post-canon, post-Endless Waltz, UST, roommates, Preventers, slow burn, insomnia, friendship

Summary: Is it chance that lands Duo and Wufei in the same university dorm room? They’re not stupid enough to believe that but too tired to fight it. Duo’s dragged himself back from the brink of going too far and remains teetering on the edge while Wufei’s doggedly trying to prove himself to the ‘good guys’ in the aftermath of the Eve Wars. Sleep and normalcy eludes them both. As they become increasingly aware how damaged they are, they start to edge towards friendship, or something more, but all too soon the peace seems jeopardised by a new and manipulative threat.

Prompt Fic by @gemstonecircles for @bryony-rebb

Pairings: Wufei x Sally

Characters: Wufei and Sally

Rating: PG

Tags / Warnings: flashbacks, future fic, tropical diseases, best partners evar

Summary: “I’d come for you”, he said. “No matter what, when you need me, I will be there.”

Prompt Fic by @gemstonecircles for @boxofhatebrains

Pairings: Duo x Quatre

Characters: Duo and Quatre

Rating: PG

Tags / Warnings: music, friendships, concerts, foul language, complicated relationships with faith, cherry-picking manga

Summary: “You free Saturday night?”

Prompt Fic by @gemstonecircles for @heartensoul

Pairings: Duo x Relena, Heero x Trowa

Characters: Heero, Duo, Trowa, Relena

Rating: MATURE

Tags / Warnings: REO Speedwagon, future fic, receptions, reunions, getting together, smoking, shotgun kisses, first kisses, cherry-picking manga, FT what FT, look at my life look at my choices

Summary: The reception, at least, was a welcome reprieve from most of the events that she’d been forced to attend in the last half-dozen years.

Prompt Fic by @gemstonecircles for @noirangetrois

Pairings: Duo x Relena

Characters: Duo and Relena

Rating: Teen and Up

Tags / Warnings: stargazing, criminal trespass, future fic, FT what FT, discussion of panic attacks and mentioned ptsd

Summary: “Well, guess we’re here until the solar storm clears,” Relena sighed...

Prompt Fic by @gemstonecircles for @seitou

Pairings: Heero x Trowa

Characters: Heero, Trowa, Relena

Rating: MATURE

Tags / Warnings: 1+R friendship, dates, home cooking, future fic, beers, fade-to-black sex, sweet dumb men in love, everyone ships it

Summary: “I have good MREs that I was saving for a special occasion.”

Katahimikan by @ktsskb / katopiyoon AO3

Pairings: Duo x Quatre

Characters: Duo and Quatre

Rating: General

Tags / Warnings: post-Blind Target, Pre-Endless Waltz, non-confessions, pre-relationship

Summary: “I’m just taking a little rest,” Quatre smiles. He lets himself get slightly more comfortable, loosening his posture.

Orgel by @ktsskb / katopiyoon AO3

Pairings: Duo x Quatre

Characters: Duo and Quatre

Rating: General

Tags / Warnings: alternate universe, fantasy elements, established relationship, injured character

Summary: Duo comes home late with a gift.

Fanart

Doodle Prompts (1x3x5) by @seitou

Heero x Relena (elf AU) by @lokineko

OZ Military Ball (13x11) by @keiko1183

Zechs and Duo Hairbraiding by @keiko1183

Several by @gundayum

Wedding Bells (3x4)

Snuggles (1x2)

Trowa’s a Pathetic Clown

Duo as the Little Mermaid

King of the Hill (Heero, Relena and Bobby/Mariemaia, and Trowa)

Kinbaku WIP (3x5) by @2pcbart

Relena as John Cena by @farshootingstar

Quatre learning to knit by @farshootingstar

On the Wing by @theboringbluecrayon

Snuggles (3x4) by @circusoftrash

GW Crack by @circusoftrash

Heero EW Redraw by @mei-jimenez-art

Relena FT Redraw by @mei-jimenez-art

GW Kiddo Doodles by @lemontrash

Jellyfish Fic Art (2x5) by @sparkchemy for @lemontrash

Summer (1xR) by @alphaikaros

Zechs and Relena by @alphaikaros

Belated MerMay Relena by @serenestorm

Sexy Trowas (Part I, Part II, Part III) by @serenestorm

Summer Duo by @owlinpajamas

Relena and Heero by @darksharinganz

Other Fanwork

Gunpla and Cosplay

Duo Maxwell Cosplay (Part I and Part II) by @itsjesskage

HGAC Wing Zero by @macks-mechas

Headcanons and Discussion

The Accidental (?) Seduction of Trowa Barton (3x4) by @a-river-of-stars

GoL Thoughts with @kittykatz

Dorothy and Treize, Cathy and Trowa

Treize and Zechs

Treize, Dorothy, Heero, and Epyon

Lieutenant Trant Clark

Other Fun Stuff

GW Sims 4 Portraits by @eslanes

Power Stances, with Zechs and Treize by @the-reanimated-bhg

Quick: look pensive with gloves by @the-reanimated-bhg

@incorrectgundamwingquotes still making us laugh (example)

Memes and Macros

This is my boyfriend’s boyfriend (Rx1x2 and Hx1x2) by @portrayalmuse

Dad Jokes Zechs (Part I and Part II) by @bonmotfic

Heero’s Romance Novel by @the-reanimated-bhg

Coffee Puns with Cathy by @the-reanimated-bhg

Requesting Leave with HR by @the-reanimated-bhg

Zechs, the master of pick-up lines by @the-reanimated-bhg

Spaghetti Westerns by @the-reanimated-bhg

Calendar Events

@gwcocktailfriday is back with this week’s prompt! Be sure to post your responses on Friday (September 17) between 3-5PM EST!

@gundamzine has opened up the mailing list, so be sure to register to get your FREE PDF on October 1! In the mean time, be sure to follow the account so that you can learn about the stellar 2021 Zine Crew members. Also consider donating to the team’s chosen charity, World Literacy Foundation (donations are optional, but encouraged). In the meantime, check out some of the previews, with more to follow.

September is National Prostate Awareness Month and @expewrites and @boxofhatebrains are hosting a GW Prostate Health Event at @prostatehealth-gundamwing beginning September 1. More info is available on the Event AO3 Page but in brief, options are to (1) create something or (2) donate to your prostate health organization of choice.

Sign-ups are officially open for the 2021 Holiday Gift Exchange with @thisweekingundamevents! Sign-ups close September 30, and participants will get their assignments in October, followed by the creation period November-December and finally posting in early January 2022.

@/ficwip (Twitter) is hosting a “Rise of the Dead Fandoms” event. Contributor sign-ups end on September 30, so be sure to register soon! Creation period runs September-October; posting will be in November. More info at their FAQ.

The @weedgrandpacookbook is an homage to the fanon of Mike Howard as the Gundam Wing’s chillest Weed Grandpa. Check out the Zine Calendar and FAQ for more info and be sure to complete the interest check before September 30.

Spooky prompt idea generation for the GW Hallows Event will kick off mid-September, and posting period will happen in October. Stay tuned to @thisweekingundamevents!

Keep an eye on @gwoc-october while you’re at it for news on the GW Original Character (OC) October Event. You can expect a prompt calendar to go live in September with posting in October…but you can also just use the month to showcase works with your original GW characters!

#gundam wing

12 notes · View notes