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ncityrave · 3 years

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Operation: First Kiss

Pairing: Mark Lee x Fem Reader

Genre: Super fluff. Little bit of first kiss angst. Some interaction between Dreamies and 127.

Synopsis: Mark turns to his friends for help to build up the courage for his relationship's first kiss.

Warnings: A little bit of cussing.

Word Count: 4.4k

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A/N: I had so much fun with this and I think I may have went overboard but oh well HNGGG based off this req ☺️

Friday nights brought you bliss beyond compare. It meant no work, sleeping in the next day, and movie nights with Mark. With your legs stretched across his lap, his fingers lazily drawing lines along your skin, you couldn’t think of any better way to relax into the weekend.

So, as The Proposal played on your television screen - and even when this was the nth time the two of you had seen the film because he insisted on rewatching the romantic comedy - contentment was all that filled your mind.

As the film comes to an end, Mark looks over to check the time on his phone. “Woah, okay it’s getting late. I think I should go,” he says, setting your legs aside and standing up. Nodding, you join and walk with him to your door to say your goodbyes.

“We still on for next week?” he asks, turning around and looking at you.

You let out a hum, pursing your lips. Acting as if it was taking some serious mental power to answer his question. “That depends, can I pick the movie next time?” you laugh at him.

“I thought you liked The Proposal,” he pouts.

“I do! I do, really. But I’m one watch away from being able to recite the entire thing by heart. Plus, I heard The Conjuring 3 is pretty scary and I’m in the mood for a good scare,” you reply, reaching up to hold his face in your hands.

“Babe, if you wanted me to cuddle you, you can always just ask,” he smirks over at your flustered face.

“You wish. I can take care of myself, thank you very much,” you answer back, playfully slapping his cheek.

“Okay, if you insist,” he says, lifting his arms up in defeat.

A comfortable silence engulfs the space between your two bodies. You’re the first to speak up, simply saying, “Well, good night, Mark.”

“Good night. Sleep well, Y/N.”

The two of you beam at each other and while you were contemplating whether this was finally the perfect moment to seal the relationship with a kiss, alarms were going off in Mark’s head.

Mark was quite literally running around panicked circles in his mind. The two of you had been dating for around 3 months but were yet to have your first kiss. It’s not like he didn’t like you - quite the opposite, actually. But for some reason, he had been having a hard time building up the courage to do so.

This was his first real relationship since becoming an idol, so even when he put up this smooth and chill act for the public, he was still your average 21-year-old struggling to initiate intimacy with the girl he had started to fall for.

Does she want me to kiss her? What if I'm reading the signals wrong? Oh God, what if she thinks I'm a bad kisser? What happened to the Mark that was flirting with her literally 5 seconds ago? Dammit, Mark. Make a move!

Mark notices you start to lean in, eyes trained on his lips. But at the last second he pulls you into a sudden bear hug.

You freeze in his arms, eyes wide in shock. This was definitely not what you were expecting. You wrap your arms around his torso and give in to his hug anyway, albeit feeling stiff in his arms. As you pull back and smile up at him, you couldn’t help but notice the flush starting to form across his face.

“Well, um, yeah. Good night. I’ll text you once I’m back at the dorm.” He reaches an arm out to pat you gently on the head. The two of you stand there awkwardly before he starts stepping away from your doorframe, waving a small goodbye.

The last thing he sees before your door closes is the way you cock your head in confusion as to what just happened.

Nice going, man.

“Hey, lover boy!” Johnny exclaims as Mark walks into the dorm room. “How was it?”

“It was good, yeah. We had fun. Watched The Proposal again, spent some time alone together.”

“Oh. Alone.” At that, the older male suggestively wags his eyebrows over at Mark.

“Hyung, no. Gross,” Mark says with a scowl on his face. All Johnny does is laugh, walking over to hang an arm around Mark’s shoulder and drag him into the living area.

“What’s going on?” Doyoung asks as he hears the two enter the common space. He sits with Haechan, Renjun and Jaemin playing what seems to be Uno. “Oh, hey Mark.”

“Mark just got back. From a movie date. With Y/N,” Johnny announces and at that, all heads turn to him.

Haechan is the first to get up, sprinting over to where Mark and Johnny stand. He grabs Mark’s face and starts moving him around, inspecting his neck and collarbones. “I’m just checking to see if the make-up artists need anything extra to cover up soon,” he comments. Mark lifts his arms to shoo the younger male away, face contorted in a grimace.

“Haechan, nothing happened. We just watched a movie!”

“That’s exactly what someone who just didn’t ‘just watch a movie' would say,” Haechan responds, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah, you can tell us. It’s not like nothing’s happened between you two. You’ve been dating for what? Three? Four months now?” Renjun pipes.

Mark lets out an exasperated sigh. “We watched a movie, we were huddled together on her couch -”

“Oh, huddled together. Sexy,” Jaemin exclaims.

Mark looks over at him pointedly before saying, “And that’s it!”

“Oh, not so sexy.”

“Give him some space. He can manage his own relationship, right?” asks Johnny. Mark stays silent, looking down at his feet. The air in the room changes and everyone can sense he’s keeping some vital information about his night with you.

“She tried to kiss me and...and I chickened out.” A collective gasp is heard around the room. Johnny steps back to get a good look at Mark, brandishing an expression that could only be interpreted as “are you sure?”

Mark continues on with the story, he’d already dug a hole for himself might as well keep going. “Hugged her instead and patted her on the head. Who the hell pats their girlfriend on the head?”

“Same question,” remarks Renjun.

From across the hallway, a figure can be seen walking towards the common area. Jaehyun appears with a confused look on his face, clearly not expecting such commotion to be happening this late into the night. “What’s going on?”

“Mark hasn’t kissed Y/N yet!” screams Jaemin.

“Really?”

“It’s really not that big of a deal.” Mark walks over to sit in between Jaemin and Renjun, hands over his face to hide his embarrassment. The others follow-suit, huddling around the young boy as he tries to recollect his thoughts. He knew it wasn’t the most ideal situation to be with someone for so long yet not have even had one kiss.

“Damn, Mark got no game,” Renjun jokes from where he’s seated.

“And you do?” Mark snidely comments.

“No, but that’s beside the point,” the younger one quickly retorts.

“For real? Like not even a peck?” asks Jaehyun and Mark simply shakes his head in decline, visibly troubled. The others wait for him to continue on with the conversation, leaning in towards his direction as if he was about to share some deep, dark secret.

“This is going to sound really corny but, I’ve been trying to wait for the right moment and - and, I don’t know. I think I’ve been waiting too long.” Mark looks up to find 6 pairs of eyes on him. Might as well invite the rest of the group into this little emergency meeting, he thinks to himself.

“Maybe you just need to practice. Do you wanna practice on me?” Haechan says, jokingly leaning in before Mark shoves his face away.

“Dude!”

“I was only trying to help!” Haechan exclaims, slumping back into his seat.

“Mark, how much do you like this girl?” Doyoung quietly asks, feeling sympathy over the predicament his younger friend had found himself in.

There was no hesitation in his voice as he replied, “So much, hyung. I know this is my first relationship in a long time, but that’s exactly why I didn’t wanna screw things up with her. She’s in my mind all the time and I want to - I want to...ugh! I want to make things right with her. I think she thinks I don’t like her because I basically avoided her kiss like it was Covid. I’m so stupid.” He looks up at them for the first time since sitting down, eyes practically begging for help.

“Okay,” Johnny says. “When’s the next time you two are seeing each other?”

“Next week, another movie night.”

“Perfect! That’s more than enough time.” Johnny calls over Jaehyun and Doyoung to his side. The three huddle over, whispering amongst themselves. The younger members all look in confusion, attempting to catch on to whatever plan the older males were devising.

“Whatever it is you three are talking about, I already don’t like it,” Mark remarks, eyebrows scrunched together. Johnny, Jaehyun, and Doyoung turn back to face everyone else in the room. It’s Jaehyun who steps forward first, clasping his hands together and clearing his throat as if preparing for a grand presentation.

“Mark Lee, you may have no game -”

“Hey!”

“But!” he interrupts, index finger sassily raised. “At least you have us to help you,” Jaehyun gestures towards everyone in the room.

“Hyung, I don’t remember agreeing to take part in this,” Jaemin comments.

“Irrelevant! We’re going to need all the help we can get.” Johnny steps up, Jaehyun and Doyoung giggling from behind him. “I announce that ‘Operation: First Kiss’ shall commence.”

The week had passed by in a blur and Mark had a couple of hours to spare before he’d eventually head over to your apartment for the usual movie night arrangements. Well, Mark and his six other bandmates had a couple of hours to spare before the usual movie night arrangements.

After the young boy had opened up about his “relationship issues,” his friends were pretty adamant in helping out. Maybe a little bit too adamant.

Operation: First Kiss consisted of two ridiculous - but according to Johnny, necessary - phases.

The first involved Haechan, Renjun, and Jaemin helping Mark put together an outfit that he could wear for the night, because according to the older members: “nothing attracts girls to their boyfriends more than looking suave!”

Mark heavily opposed though, claiming that an outfit change wasn’t necessary for a simple movie night, especially when the two of you have traditionally spent it in loungewear.

“Is that what you think? That your first kiss is ‘simple’?” Jaemin accuses.

“What? No! Of course not,” Mark says back.

“Then let us do our job!” Renjun exclaims, dumping a pile of clothes in Mark’s arms and shoving him back into his bedroom to change. In the end, the four boys settled for a combination of khaki pants, a white graphic tee, and a dark green bomber jacket. Aside from that, his friends had even worked meticulously on his hair and even his choice in perfume.

The second phase involved Johnny, Doyoung, and Jaehyun sitting the rapper down to run through do’s and don'ts for the night that awaited him. “Overwhelmed” was an appropriate term to describe how he was feeling at the moment.

“First thing’s first, you have to make sure your breath is fresh. You don’t want to ruin a romantic evening because your mouth smells like a dumpster,” Johnny says, pulling out an unopened pack of Tic Tac and sliding it into Mark’s hands.

“You two are watching a movie, so make sure you get real close to her. Really set the mood, you wanna cup her face before swooping in,” Doyoung remarks.

“But don’t just grab her face, do it really gently,” adds Jaehyun. “And don’t just force the kiss, lean in slowly so it’s super romantic.”

“Go easy on the tongue!” Johnny comments.

“But also not too easy,” Jaehyun notes, winking subtly over at Mark’s direction.

“Have you thought about how long you want the kiss to last?” Doyoung questions, to which Mark widens his eyes as he shakes his head.

“Does that matter?” he asks.

“Of course it does!”

“He can just wait for Y/N to pull back for extra measure,” Mark hears Jaehyun say.

“Good idea, initiate the kiss but make her lead it so you don’t overload her.”

Mark isn’t sure where the conversation has gone as he zones out. Worry starts filling his chest as he ponders over the insane amount of rules he has to remember for one kiss. Then again, it wasn’t just one kiss - it was his first kiss with you.

“I’m really nervous,” he blurts out and the three of them turn over to him, noticing how he’s cowered into himself.

“Hey, man. Don’t worry about it. You like her, she likes you. That’s all that matters,” Johnny says, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder, offering him a small smile of comfort.

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. I can do this,” Mark whispers quietly, more to assure himself than his friends.

The night had finally settled onto the city and Mark had an hour before heading to your place. He found himself seated in front of Haechan, who was working overtime to style his hair.

“This is worse than working with our stylists,” he grumbles as Haechan tugs on his locks, working in the wax in an attempt to make Mark look presentable.

“Gee, Mark. You’re so grateful! It’s absolutely not an issue that I’m spending my Friday evening with you, this pot of hair wax, and your bleach-fried head.”

Before he could bark out another comment, Jaemin rushes into his bedroom. He holds with him an obnoxiously large bouquet of flowers, beaming down at the two other boys as if he discovered the secret to all Mark’s problems. “Here,” he says, shoving the bouquet into Mark’s arms.

“Thank you?”

“You’re welcome,” the other replies, nodding as if he was so pleased with what he had done.

“Jaem, what the hell is this?” Haechan remarks, staring down at the assortment of flowers.

“Flowers, Haechan. Not that I’d expect you to understand the inner workings of true romantics.” He winks down at Mark, nudging him slightly.

Just as Haechan is about to catapult the pot of wax he had been holding towards Jaemin, the three boys hear a phone ring. Looking down, Mark notices it’s coming from his phone - and it was you calling.

“Shhh! Shut up!” Mark exclaims, jumping from his seat to grab his phone and answer your call.

“Mark?” he hears you say.

“Y/N, hi. What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing. I’m at the family market right now and I just wanted to ask if you prefer white cheddar or barbecue popcorn for later,” he hears you let out a small laugh from the other end.

“Honestly, whichever you like. I’m good either way,” he says, smiling to himself.

“Okay, white cheddar it is! See you later,” you cheerily say.

“Bye!” he replies before dropping the call. It takes a while for him to realize what your call meant. It meant you were getting ready for the movie. It meant that movie night was nearing. It meant that he’d eventually have to go to your apartment soon. It meant that tonight, he might actually get to kiss you. “That was Y/N.”

“Oh, God. It’s happening! It’s really happening,” shrieks Jaemin, grabbing Haechan by the shoulders and shaking him.

“Jaemin, relax! You’re making him panic!”

“What’s going on?” Renjun peaks his head into the bedroom, confused by the noises emanating from inside.

“Is it getting hot?” Mark asks, fanning himself. “I think it’s getting hot.”

“Is this about Y/N?” Renjun asks, walking towards Haechan, who seems to be the only calm one in the room.

“She called and he spiralled.” The two look over at Jaemin, who was trying to calm down their older friend. Renjun walks over, slightly nudging Jaemin to the side before grabbing Mark’s cheeks, forcing him to look over at his face.

“Calm down! You got this, okay? The clothes, flowers, and hair are just extra little pieces to the plan because she has made it very clear that she’s into you. So, are you gonna make it clear to her that you like her back or are you going to keep her on the edge?”

Mark falls silent, allowing his mind to soak up what Renjun had just told him. It dawns on him how right his friend is as he realizes that the right clothes, the right flowers, the right moment won’t matter in the end. What mattered was he was completely enamored with you and he needed to make that clear.

As Mark reached the door of your apartment, he felt all the jitters he had been trying to keep down resurface, spreading through his chest and rising up his throat. With a shaky hand, he lifts his fist to knock on your door. It’s now or never.

“Oh!” you exclaim as you open your door, clearly not expecting to see Mark in a full outfit and a bouquet in his arms. “What’s this?”

“Nothing, just uh - just wanted to look swaggy?” It comes out more like a question than a confident statement, but all you do is smile at him.

“I’m afraid I didn’t get the memo that we were doing swaggy tonight,” you say, stepping aside to allow him in.

“Don’t worry, you’re always swaggy.” You laugh at his comment and Mark walks in, setting down the bouquet on your small kitchen table as you approach his frame, hugging him from behind. He melts into your embrace, hearing you...sniff him?

“Are you wearing a new cologne?” you ask, nose still pressed against his back. He gently untangles your arms from around his waist, turning to face your perplexed face.

“Yeah, do you like it?”

Instead of answering, you let out a series of sneezes. Your boyfriend is quick to grab some extra tissues you had set aside on your table, handing them to you. He sees you struggling to keep down the sneezes, face turning red and eyes watering slightly.

Great, the night hasn’t even started yet and I’ve already messed it up. Mark thinks to himself. You untangle yourself from him to blow your nose into the tissue.

“Sorry, I’m just not used to the smell. But it’s lovely, don’t worry!” you reason out, wiping away any residue of snot on your face.

“Babe, I’m so sorry. I can wash it off, if you want.” He rushes to your kitchen sink, dragging the sleeves of his jacket up to wash away the cologne that had triggered your allergies.

“No, it’s fine. Don’t worry, it’s just a couple of sneezes,” you exclaim, rounding the corner to tug at his jacket, away from your faucet. “I like it, don’t worry.” All you do is giggle at your boyfriend’s antics. “Let’s go watch that movie, yeah?”

Mark visibly relaxes, nodding in agreement as he trails behind you towards the living room.

“Are we still doing Conjuring 3?” he asks, settling himself on your couch. You turn to him, excitedly nodding your head as you connect your laptop to your television.

“I asked a friend to download it for me because you know how I am. I can’t Torrent to save my life,” you say, laughing as you turn back to see Mark had been smiling at you. “Let’s just hope the quality isn’t too bad.”

“You could always just, I don’t know, buy the film?”

“Mark Lee, I thought you knew better than to expect me to be anything less than a criminal,” you respond, finding your place beside him. Mark lifts his arm to give some space for you to cuddle, knowing very well that even if you recommended watching a horror movie, you’ll eventually end up looking for something to cover your face with. In this case, it was his chest.

The movie drags on in a spur of demons, ghosts, and Ed and Lorraine Warren attempting to solve whatever creepy haunting was taking place. Not that Mark could pay attention to that because he was too busy hyping himself up on the inside to finally swoop in for the kiss.

Come on, Mark. You can do this.

He looks down at you, with your eyes trained on the television, never even sneaking a glance up at him. Then, he peeks down further, to where you’re biting your bottom lip so hard in anticipation that a jump scare could pop up next that it’s turned slightly swollen and sports a faint flush.

His hand itches to take hold of your chin, turn you towards him and lock your lips against his. As he’s about to do so, a demon pops up on screen causing you to let out a sudden shriek and jump onto his lap.

“Fuck!” you exclaim, clutching your hand against your chest, feeling the banging of your heart against your ribcage. Realizing how you reacted, you hid your face in your hands, laughing at the fact that a fake demon face had frightened you so easily. “I’m sorry,” you giggle. “I can’t believe that scared me so bad.”

Meanwhile, Mark is very much annoyed by the fact that he just got cockblocked by a horror movie. Regardless, he pulls your body closer onto his lap, circling his arms around your waist.

“This is on you, you wanted this,” he laughs along with you.

“Okay, yeah, fair enough.” Arms come to circle around his neck, bringing you even closer against him. His steady breathing calms you down once again and the two of you continue on with the film. You settle in his arms, allowing your body to mold into his.

Soon enough, the credits roll and you reach out to lower your television’s volume. You turn back to face Mark, and the two of you fall into a comfortable silence. Looking over at him, you admit to yourself that loungewear or swaggy-wear, as long as it was Mark there with you, your nights would always end in sweet fulfillment. You see him stare at you, raising an eyebrow.

“What?” he asks, reaching out to pull you back down onto his lap.

“Nothing. You just look very cute with your swaggy-wear.”

“Swaggy-wear, huh?” he chuckles, leaning his head down on your shoulder. Your hand comes up to cup his cheek as you look down at him.

“Your words, not mine.”

Just like last week, a stillness fills the room as the two of you stare at each other. This time though, not an ounce of doubt enters Mark’s system. The energy in the room shifts, your eyes locked on his face, his on your lips. The two of you lean so quickly that your foreheads accidentally bump against each other.

You move back, holding onto your temple. A laugh escapes your lips and Mark joins you shortly after, clutching onto his own head.

“When they said love is pain, I didn’t expect it to be so literal,” you comment, making Mark laugh even harder.

“I’m sorry, come here,” he says, gently grabbing your head to bring you down towards him, planting a soft kiss on the area that had started to redden from the impact. “Better?” he whispers against your temple.

All you do is hum, nodding slightly. Mark continues to place small pecks along your forehead and starts moving down to plant more on your nose, your cheek, and the side of your mouth.

Everything that his friends had said to him leaves his mind. There was no worry over his breath or how to initiate the kiss. In the moment, he just wanted to feel you against him. When words couldn’t explain what he felt with you, he wanted his actions to be enough. He wanted his kiss to show you.

“Can I?” he asks against your lips. It’s barely above a whisper, but you hear it anyway and it makes your heart flutter and cheeks heat up. The things you would do to capture this moment in a frame and keep it with you for the rest of your life.

“Please.”

Mark lurches forward, gently capturing your lips against his. His hand finds itself against the curve of the back of your neck, bringing you impossibly closer to him.

His senses are filled with you and only you. The faint taste of your chapstick and the white cheddar popcorn lingers on your lips. The smell of the cologne you loved to wear overrides his senses; if he could, he would stay in this moment with you until time ends. His hand slips under your shirt to feel the warmth of your waist, soothing over the skin as if to reassure himself that this moment was real, that this wasn’t just some blissful dream.

Meanwhile, you couldn’t help but completely melt under his touch. Your hands come up to his neck, gently rubbing at the soft skin. As cliche as it was, it almost seemed as if time had completely stopped to accommodate this one moment, bodies and lips glued against each other. If it weren’t for the fact that you were sitting comfortably in his lap, your knees probably would have given in to the burning affection and love that you felt in this one kiss.

The two of you pull back to breathe, still entangled into each other. His hands smooth down the curve of your back, bringing you into a warm hug.

“Are you going to pat me on the head after this?” you joke. Mark chuckles and you feel the vibration of his laughter against your chest. He simply shakes his head, leaning back to look at you before landing one final kiss on your lips.

As the two of you relish in the post-kiss euphoria, Mark couldn't help but think that he’s going to need to seriously thank his friends for this as soon as he arrives home.

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unolvrs · 2 years

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uno i miss you so much you don't even know <//3 also when are we getting a new boo ( no pressure! take your time :) ily )

is this like 'new book' bc i'm going to interpret it like that.

and honestly... i have way too many drafts. look, my way of releasing stress is making ocs through wikia-formats, and making a whole ass timeline for the plot. in a span of a month, i've made a lot. and recently, i've been on a hardcore batfam phase, yeah? and recently, this happened too:

i have ... i may have hyperfixated which i'm working on and lost a couple of hours researching the timeline. so, yes, i'm working on not one, but two batfam fics: one's oc-insert found family with the batfam, and the other's a dick grayson/reader ... and i honestly want to add a third one that's going to be cass-centric and a marvel crossover but hnggg, do i really wanna indulge myself? yes. yes, i do.

pushing the whole batfam aside (and ignoring my venom!oc in batfam idea), i also have a very long-length avengers + xmen + oc fic in my drafts with the complete timeline and all ... i've been stressed the past few weeks and this is how i vent, mbmb.

AND if you guys were there during my 'shinto pantheon in pjo' ... don't even get me started. and i had another phase right after that which i call my 'angel phase' wherein i got really interested in nephilims and the book of enoch, and may or may not have made another timeline and world-building details for a nephilims (not supernatural nephilims btw) in pjo ... so, uh, there's that.

confirmed upcoming:

kimetsu no yaiba + jujutsu kaisen:

no 'missing itadori' this time! ... just 'itadori getting mistaken as a demon' angst. lots of angst, and first year bonding and found family!

tentative:

oc-insert batfam + found family

this one, i really want to write, mostly because of the religious imagery and roman catholic references. it's going to be called our father's venison, and i'm already excited just thinking about it but i still have no idea how the ending will go and that's stressing me out.

dick grayson + serial killer!cannibal!reader

now, the thought is very, very appealing. i can imagine how it'll go but i have no idea how it will work ... but i want to wing it. i really, really do. set in bludhaven, so i really want this to work out. i genuinely do, but for now, very unlikely any time soon.

cassandra cain-centric + mcu

i have no plans for this. all i know is that cass is my favorite batkid and i like mcu a lot ... more than dcu, but the batfam have a special place in my heart. and just thinking about cute, dimension-hopping misadventures? i love cass, bye. maybe it’s going to be a one-shot or a short story at best.

xmen + marvel + oc

least likely to be posted because it’s long and entirely self-indulgent. the plot is complete and the ending, the specifics, and the whole timeline with everything considered, and fixed, but no. it’s just ... so long.

shinto pantheon + pjo

ok,, this ... i want to wing. i have the worldbuilding fixed too, the characters, and how the meeting will go, and i’m screaming, that’s all.

nephilims + pjo

and by ‘nephilims’, i don’t mean supernatural’s nephilims (i love spn), but nephilims there are way too overpowered and this ones are going to be a bit more biblically accurate. just a bit, but i really, really enjoyed world-building for this. made me really excited. the plot for the meeting is also ... somewhat planned.

WAIT

i should just make a plot dump ... like those short drabbles in one book but i just dump plots. that would be convenient. and then i can just decide after if i want to keep them. okok, i’ll do that. brb, gonna write froggie and rain :DD BLESS YOU ANON

#問 ━━ answers #my hyperfixation is either caused by severe anxiety and/or adhd #ikr pick a struggle #imagine being an asian afab lgbtq halfie and u have mental illness #im #working on it #ANYWAY #IM GOING TO MAKE A PLOT DUMP BOOK #UNO DUMP #ILL THINK OF A TITLE #BLESS YOU ANON

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awigglycultist · 2 years

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Alright like last time I hit post limit and couldn't live blog I started writing my thoughts down on docs in real time whilst watching so I could post later, so here:

HES NEARLY 41!?

Cereal!

Hes such a brat

BECKY BARNES

Shelia is a Karen

“Dont you dare gaslight me” his teeth are FINE stop overreacting

Frank the moneys not worth it divorce that jerk

Peter Pan!?!?

I wanna say “yes frank! Stand up! Good for you!” but this isnt gonna end well is it?

Oh yup there he goes. A trap door in the ground.

“Goodbye daaddyy”

Ofc theres others, I wonder how many men exactly has she married and done this to?

Oh no oh no oh no

MIAH????????????

BERRY SWIFT?

Im just omg. BERRY. AHH.

Honey festival mention!

Looking for a new daddy already…

"onliNE?"

Wait is the feast or famine playing in the background?

Frank giving the food to Barry :)

DONT SAY YOURE GONNA DIE I DONT NEED ANGST FOR YOU PLEASE

HELEN?

“No matter what Im always gonna be youre……..daddy”

Wait so if he’s been down there for 2 weeks with toyzone closed whats Lex doing

Sherman dont go to your mom about it just let him out!

BARRY BARRY NO BARRY NO NO NO BARRY

TED

WAIT NO TED OH NO NO LEAVE TED ALONE

“You are a married women” “Hey works for me”

“Dont sass your mother or ill kick your ass old man!”

NO NOO WHY DOES TED ALWAYS HAVE TO GET SHOT WHY DOES HE ALWAYS DIE

OH GOD THAT MEANS PETER COMES BACK FROM CAMP AND TEDS DEAD STOPPPPP

Including homeless man Ted has died 7 times i think jeez

The gift?!?

Barry :(

Rip Marco

I hate her but she does look hot with a gun gotta say

BLACK BOOK

STARRY CHILDREN

Okay so Hatchetmen hate the witches and the starry children hate the hatchetmen right?

Yup stealing their lives

1920….. 1920

LIB!

Goat! Tentacles!

And I truly feel all lords in black in the chile's tonight

Omg sherman drew ontop of the black book

Omg he memorised the words and drew over it on purpose-

Bye bye milf

Ope hes 7

Poor frank that'd be toutre

Its not really forever tho technically bc frank will die eventually it'll just be for the rest of frank's life...

-killer track-

LOOK AT THEM

HELLO

Dangit Thrash is a jerk

Oh hes threatening to kill now

“YOU THINK I'M AFRAID TO DIE?” Clearly a gen z

“Lets go to Dennys >:(“

Thats Rose!?!?!!!!!

Yes it is Kale!

Oh god hes gonna show her the killer track isnt- yup

I don’t like you so much Kale

STATION WAGON? THAT MEANS DUKE

THERE HE IS MY BOY

“Well i dont know ive never done drugs duke!” “...I know.."

Just missed a little chunk bc of my dad but Duke my beloved and poor Rose

“Is it unbelievable? Yes. but this Hatchetfield”

Specialist… Holloway here we come

Miss Retros!

“Hiya Duke!” “Heya Darlin!” hngg

“Great. My life is in the hands of Barbie”

“Make me.” “...alright.”

A glass with a spiderweb inside

Thrash said he sold his soul to satan to get famous hfjhdkfj

Omg the black book! its so cool!

TINKY TINKY TINKY TIME TRAVEL HNG AHHHHHH EVERYONE SHUT UP also “The Tinker” ooh

Also so are there a few verison of the black book?

Ooh holloway is in Rose’s body

Oh theres taco bell

Holy crap. This song. Wtf.

Okay great rose never heard it now….but holloway did right?...

Oh god yeah she took the curse

Dukes face :( hes so sad and concerned

“Your phone” yeah her very super recent new phone…

“If its a ghost. I'll trap it in this jar.”

“If something happens to me i want you to read this” i really wanna know what it says but i DO NOT want ANYTHING to happen to her

Duke has watch right that down RIGHT THAT DOWN

Hey wait a second how come Kale has heard it hasn't died I mean at least i assume they've heard it before, did they make it?

HOLLOWAY :((

OH GOD NO ITS COMING FROM DUKE AND ROSE OH NOO NO

“dont worry im not going anywhere :)” oh god

“Holloway? What are ya doing darlin?” :((

“I understand” …..ominous

Dead. shes dead great. Ofc.

Duke :’(((

HNGGG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH STOPP DUKE ROSE WHY THIS IS MAKING CRY STOP BEING SO SWEET

‘You were in love with her werent you” “who wasnt?”

DUKE HAS A CAT

The envelope oh boy

“Welp. guess im dead!”

Wait about 2 hrs??

DON'T CALL AN AMBULANCE OR SEND ME TO THE MORGUE OH GODDD

“I was in love with her” “ya you and everybody” they really get the fans huh

Shes alive!

“Duke. what did my note say!?”

Ooohh the whole town knows about her dying that why she couldn't do to the morgue

Rip duke hes so confused

“It just HAD to be the jukebox”

Yes yes lore dump here we go! Learning more about Holloway!

Wait what.

HEY HEY WAIT KNOW GOOD JOB OF PROVING YOUR MAGIC IG BUT I WANNA KNOW THIS STUFF

This isnt first time shes told him?

Oh shes not making him forgot?

Oh god poor holloway

Omg the honey festival-

Oh are we actually seeing them going to honey festival

The mayor!!

Omg i cant wait to see how the stop the song. Like i KNOW itll be stopped we already saw the festival but like i CAANT WAIT

Oh trust me mayor… this will be a night to remeber for everyone…

HAHA HIS MIC WASN'T OFF

HAILEY

HAILEY MADE ZOEYS VOICE WORSE ON PURPOSE?

TED!!!

“At the point ill never get married. Be daddy.”

DEB AND ALICE AHH AND ALICE WAS IN NEW YORK OOH

Jkdfnjdfnj rip duke

God i love seeing everything connected and all these people together

Needy Beasts!

Oh no Kale

And Kale killed the audio guy

Oh poor Kale

OH NO ITS PLAYING

Ooh Holloways playing over it

Oh i love this

DUKE AND HOLLOWAY TOGETHER :))))

OH THEY FORGOT IT OOHHHHH AND THATS WHY THERE WAS ABSOTULEY NOTHING WITH KILLER TRACK IN HONEY QUEEN

DUKE

“The lanky goon”

Oh wow i understand why duke punched kale but im still surprised he’d every punch anyone

Oh oh no Kale oh no

OH GOD KALE

Aww Duke going on about him being the hero so proud of himself not knowing hehe

Oh a new persona? I wanna know all about her personas

Nooo dont say everyones gonna forgot about miss holloway noo dont :((

Shes gone :(

AND HES FORGOTTEN :(

HOLLOWAY or whatevr her new persona is

I literally missed the entrie convo between them bc of my dad

This songs a bop tho

THE BECKY BARNES BIT WITH THE IRISH ACCENT TOO AHAHFEFNSKLDJF

Paul is dead records?? Director Barry Swift??

Okay go the replay: I love Duke and… Holiday so much.

Alright so we're assuming that the girl that got hurt in shop class is Lex right? There's been the theory that Yellow Jacket is about Lex and I sure hope so so we can see what happened to her after Frank just disappeared for two weeks and what may have happened in shop class

She's a counsellor! The only school counsellor I'd trust!

Hey. Hey. Wait. Ofc this isn't Holloways first time changing persona. I wonder if Duke has met personas of her before, he probably has, I wonder how many times? Oh God this episode made be so emotional

#starkid #hatchetfield #nightmare time #nightmare time season 2 #nightmare time 2 #nightmare time spoilers #nmts2 #nmt2 #nmts2 liveblog #nmt daddy #nmt2 daddy #killer track

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 years

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Ayyy porcelain anon here! THH girls (including Junko and Mukuro pls) +Chihiro who accidentally kill their s/o pls bc angst brain go brr-

hehehe my angst brain go brr too--

I honestly couldn’t figure out anything for Sakura (bc I can’t see her killing anyone at all hnggg) so you get the other ladies!

..........

Junko

Watching her “Ultimate Punishment” take place hurt to see..

Despite everything she’s done....you just couldn’t stop loving her.

You and Makoto even convinced her not to die! But she refused to listen to either of you.

At the final part of the execution, she was just waiting for the trash compactor to slam down onto her.

She could escape anytime, but...she waited with a smile on her face, a hand in the air, and Monokuma in her lap.

You wanted to give her chance to live...a chance to change her ways, even! If anyone deserved that..it was her.

So you ran to the end of the conveyor belt, pushing her out of the way just as she goes under the machine (which, oddly enough, stopped for some time).

For a moment, you see Junko’s shocked face, and you could only smile at her-

Before the compactor crushes you instantly.

As she stares at the blood pooling out...her teary eyes turn to dark swirls as she laughs softly.

This was suppose to be her punishment to relish in, not yours.

How cruel....one of her own devices killed you as you looked straight into her eyes: not with despair like other victims....but with hope.

Even in your final moments, you held onto to that stupid four-lettered word.

Mukuro

In her disguise (which she told you about beforehand), she provoked Monokuma as part of her plan with her sister.

You tried getting her away from him, but to no avail.

And when he called upon the Spears of Gungnir..you used all your strength to finally push her off the bear-

Right as you were impaled by the large spears from all sides.

“No..[y/n]...why did you do that..?”

Suddenly, to everyone’s confusion, “Junko’s” voice wasn’t high-pitched and annoying; instead it was quiet and full of distraught.

You just looked at your soldier gf with a bloody smile, only managing to say “Mukur-”

Before the spears retracted, ripping out of your flesh as you collapse into a pool of blood.

The despair Mukuro felt in that moment was too much....

Not only was Junko going to betray her, but...you gave your life for hers.

Had she just listened to you....you’d still be standing here.

It’s all her fault.

Sayaka

You found her walking back to her room with a kitchen knife and a bleak expression.

In concern, you followed her, holding the door open when she tried closing it behind her.

“Sayaka? Why..do you have that knife? You’re not planning to..do something with it, are you?”

“[Y/n]..i-it’s not what it looks like!” She insists, though it’s clear she’s panicking.

She doesn’t let it go when you ask, so you try wrestling it from her grasp, demanding to know her intentions.

But all she does is panic more--you weren’t suppose to find out about this! She had a plan and now it’s-

However, the struggle comes to a sudden end when there’s a pained gasp from you.

Sayaka opens her eyes, horrified to see the knife..now in your chest, the handle still in her shaking hands.

‘Oh god..no..no, no, no!!!’

Despite the agonizing pain, you look at her with a smile, cupping her tearstained face.

“I-It’s okay...d-don’t...blame yourself. I-I love you..Sayaka...”

But she can only scream as she frantically pulls the knife out, holding your now lifeless body as she sobs, apologizing and begging you to come back to her.

This shouldn’t have happened.

Why you?

Celestia

It was a classic case of “wrong place at the wrong time”.

You saw Hifumi and Celestia together, though..you noticed something was off with your girlfriend.

She was sneaking up behind the fanfic writer with a hammer...and murderous intent in her eyes.

You didn’t know why she’d target him, but instinct took over in that moment--to protect your friends and stop more meaningless deaths.

So you rush in to push him out of the way...taking the full impact of the hammer.

When Celestia realizes who she hit instead, she drops the weapon in horror.

There was only one final step to complete for her plan....and now it all came crashing down.

She screams at Hifumi to get medical supplies while she kneels beside you, cradling your head.

“Why did you do that, you idiot?!! S-Something so stupid and...!!!”

For the first time ever, you see her crying.

Your heart ached, not only because of that..but also because you realized why she attempted to murder Hifumi...

“All...for a castle..? Well, if you do get out, Celeste...I-I hope...your dream comes true...”

Aoi

“Awh c’mon! The pool isn’t that bad!”

After much persuasion, you join her for a fun swim.

It’s definitely a lot nicer than you expected. It was the break you needed from the stress of the killing game.

Aoi gets out soon, but you stay in a little while longer.

She encourages you to jump from the diving board, just one time, even though you’re worried that it’s so high up.

“C’mooonnnnn, I’ll give you my share of donuts later if you do!”

Finally, you give in...but little did you know that would be the first and last time you tried the diving board.

When you dove headfirst..you miscalculated how shallow the water really was.

And after the splash, your skull is cracked open.

Aoi immediately sees the blue water turn pink, and screams your name as she dives in to save you.

But by then it was much too late...you were killed instantly.

She pressured you to try the diving board...and because of that...you were gone forever.

Although not directly...she murdered you.

Toko

It started as an argument you had with Sho.

She was teasing you about your relationship with Toko, claiming all she cared about was “Master Byakuya” and no one else--not even you.

You tried staying calm...but you could only take so many insults before...

You snapped and tried to wrestle the scissors out of her grasp.

She fought back, though you proved to be strong, too.

But just as you shoved her against the wall....

You were sliced in the neck.

She hits the back of her head upon impact, dazed for a few moments.

When Toko finally comes back, it takes her a second to see the bloodstained scissors at her feet...

Before finally seeing you collapse to the ground, blood gushing from your neck.

She shrieks in horror, frantically covering the wound.

With tears streaming down her face, she yells at you, asking you why you didn’t just run from her

But..she never receives an answer.

Another love of hers.....was claimed by Sho.

Chihiro

“Chihiro? Do you need help getting that dumbbell?”

“Oh no! I got it! I promise!”

You just sigh and decide to go back to reading the magazine, sitting against the shelf’s side as you looked for workout tips.

Meanwhile, Chihiro’s trying his best to grab the dumbbell that was on top of said shelf.

He wanted to prove to you he was strong! And he wouldn’t let his height define him as feminine anymore.

But just as his fingers touched the dumbbell, the shelf begin shaking, causing them to accidentally push it.

It rolled over the edge and fell....right on top of your head.

Directly on top of your head.

When he heard a splattering noise, he looks at you, realizing what he’s done, and breaks down into tears, horrified by the sight before him:

Your body was slumped over, blood streaming down your face and dripping onto the open magazine.

And beside you laid a bloody dumbbell

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starfirette · 3 years

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What if your Armin’s mom au, reader had fallen for Commander Handsome instead?? 👀 sorry I just thought about how similar Armin and Erwin are. Like the blond hair and blue eyes and they’re both geniuses. Like what if they hooked up long ago and reader ended up preggo with Armin and then they meet again at the parent thing in your au and fall for each other again, if that makes sense??

JNGNFNFNTNEMEKD HNGGG

This is such a good idea and honestly I’d just write it anyways. Why can’t there be multiple AUs of Milf falling in love with everyone??? Hanji??? Erwin?? PETRA?? I support this message very much. There would definitely be lots of angst in an Erwin version.

Armin would likely fall into a little spiral. He’d definitely spend times pretending Erwin is his real dad. There would be a lot of emotional times, especially if a stranger came across the family and commented on how much Armin looks like his father. I haven’t introduced them yet, but Armin’s grandparents (Milf’s parents) are judgements, so they’d likely make snide comments about it.

Eventually the truth would come out that Erwin IS THE FATHER

And a mixture of angst and fluff would ensue. Milf likely kept it a secret from Armin because she didn’t want to traumatize him and make him confused. After all, he’d spent his entire life being told his dad was not in the picture or dead, depending on what Milf chose to say.

If Milf’s parents learned this, they’d be much happier to accept Armin, since he’s not a completely illegitimate child.

We’ll see in the Levi series that they aren’t very happy about the adoption and the new relationship.

#I #I want this #my badass anons #ask #asked #answer #answered

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xiaonesis · 3 years

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You kinda right on that Albedo point tho 🤔Trying to avoid spoilers with this so there's not as much details as I'd like but:

I was saying that of all the characters I find Tartaglia the most interesting? Like character wise and backstory wise. Even his voice-lines show he's kinda not in the right state of mind and of all the characters I can remember hes the only one without an eyeshine. Which makes me curious as to why. (See attached photo)

While they said Kaeya was the most interesting given his whole backstory and how his outfit resembles an abyss mage. And thats why they found him interesting (also they're very curious about the eyepatch and how he acquired it)

Ooh the bit about Childe's eyeshine is interesting and without any further proof/research, I can just relate it to his character lore (avoiding spoilers but I'm sure you know what I'm talking about! haha) and HNGGG so much potential for angst writing there.

I think they are both great and interesting characters in their own right and they are vastly different, from their designs to Vision to lore, and they both hold entire oceans of secrets of their own that they are not keen on sharing.

There's still much about both I wish to know about both beyond what we already know....

Though, and this is said with absolute bias, I wish to know most about Albedo because the things he said during his first story quest is BFHDF??!!??!SIR???HUH??FJDSBFH!!?!?!

On another note, which server do you play in if I may ask? If you're in NA, we can add each other if you are alright with that! <3 Always looking for more Genshin friends haha especially now with the teapot 💀

#renshin impact #genshin asks #whosaskinguniverse #asks

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ladyvesuvia · 3 years

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When the school year is done im planning to make candles and some fairy jewellery im so excited and im gonna read so many books aaaaaaaa i cant wait

Jk just gonna binge watch some series

Do u have any movie recommendations btw?

-🍳

omfg im so excited for u aAAAAAA vacation after a stressful school year is just ❤️❤️❤️

THOSE SOUND SO CUTE HNGGG BABE WISHING YOU ALL THE BESTTT

hmmm ok i have a very low attention span for shows and movies that it takes me long to finish them but i have a few! idk what you’re interested in so here:

The Matrix (1999) -> I haven’t watched the other movies yet but I liked the first one tho

Okay idk if you like rom-coms (i said i didn’t anymore yet here i am rewatching my favorites) but I have a couple of my favorite local movies. They got angst too so win win hHABBXAHJA (idk if your country’s netflix has it tho)

She’s Dating the Gangster (2014) -> I know I said I hate cliches but the angst here is just <333

The Hows of Us (2018) -> OK UM ANGST AGAINHNG

Hello, Love, Goodbye (2019) -> ok um i am once again saying: ANGST ANGST ANGST

Love You to the Stars and Back (2017) -> *sighs* ofc it’s angst again. You ask recs from me you 100% get angst.

Sorry,,, i’ve been rewatching them for the past week and i can’t get enough of the angst 😭

Your Name (2016) -> CHILLS LITERAL CHILLS

Weathering With You (2019) -> OK MORE CHILLS ODKFNEJEOW

OK THAT’S PRETTY MUCH IT BUT HERE’S A LIST OF MY FANDOMSSSS

i swear i like stuff other than rom-coms, the quarantine just got to me and i needed angst-fluff hJANXHSJAJAJA

#vesuvia answers #🍳 anon #long post

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the-currian · 4 years

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Guess my type

AKA me exposing myself;; F

Tagged by @2dmenheaven | Thanks, Kat~

Hngggg I have way too many bbs so I’ll spare you all from my clownery and rant about 5 only 🤡

Omi Fushimi (A3!)

Ahhhh my bae~ I love how his backstory is him trying to reform himself into a better person bc from his character design I wouldn’t have guessed that he would be a delinquent? tbh I thought Sakyo would be my fave from Autumn troupe but then Omi swooped in and I swooned so hard;; Character development 10/10

Zen / Hyun Ryu (Mystic Messenger)

Hnggg I love all the MM characters but Zen is my main bae, mostly because he was the first route I ever finished. Tbh I was trying for Yoosung at first but then on the 4th day somehow ended up with Zen and just rolled with it.(Seven and V are very strong contenders for my main bae, though)

Roy Mustang (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Excuse my thirst but ROY MUSTANG IS THE OG DILF ANIME CRUSH. lmao but for serious, Roy’s story is SO GOOD. THE ANGST. THE STRUGGLE FOR REDEMPTION. THE FACADE HE PUTS UP. THE POWER HE POSSESSES. HIS RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE OTHER MEMBERS OF THE ANIME. *chef’s kiss* Also, Fullmetal Alchemist is my favorite manga of all time a;kljgslkhad

Mamoru Chiba (Sailor Moon)

Roy Mustang may be the OG DILF, but Mamoru is the OG husbando. I - I just love him SO MUCH, ugly green jacket and all. (The OG anime’s outfits for the girls are spot on, but Mamoru’s wardrobe is... an experience.) At first I was like the audacity of this bitch but then I got really into the manga and the character development and relationships between the characters is so much better^^ He’s so familial and protective and asldfkjgflh. I also love how he subverts the “damsel in distress” trope, bc in the manga - he’s usually the one who becomes the damsel in distress when they resort to that trope, and his belief and trust in Usagi is so pure I just hnngggg I am so soft.

Bakugou Katsuki (Boku no Hero Academia)

MY SONNNNN. OKAY, LISTEN. BAKUGOU KATSUKI IS A LITTLE SHIT. HE IS AN ANGRY GREMLIN. AND I LOVE HIM. He is such a good deuteragonist. His personality makes him have so much potential as a villain, but he chooses to walk the path of a hero. He’s both talented and hardworking. He has an extremely abrasive personality, but he gives respect where respect is due. I just alksjdfajsj;l my fave male hero of the series.

Honorable mentions: Claude von Riegan (Fire Emblem: Three Houses), Shikamaru Nara (Naruto), Tamaki Suoh (OHSHC), Syaoran Li (Cardcaptor Sakura), Zen Wisteria (Snow White with the Red Hair), Makoto Tachibana (Free!), Zuko (ATLA)

Tagging @currywaifu @animaniachan @fieryanmitsu @derireo @moonsumi I’m quite interested about your best bois outside of A3! but you don’t have to if you don’t want to~

- Jen

#personal #ramblings

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laurent-ofvere · 4 years

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I was tagged by @lotoliria 💜 i never do these but im bored and feel like talking, so.

Copy/paste and bold your fic preferences because why not, gotta choose one (near impossible, but go with your first gut instinct), and tag someone because, again, why not.

slow burn or love at first sight / i remember young and naive me not reading capri for well over a year bc i saw they didnt kiss until the end of the second book and i was like ?? thats PREPOSTEROUS

fake dating or secret dating / ive actually never really read secret dating? the concept is fun but i feel like only for rushed quickies

enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers / first of all im an intellectual. second, best friends to lovers is 8/10 times boring and lame and thats my truth.

oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance with correspondence / why are these 2 in the same category even?? but long distance with corresponding is only exciting in a sexting way lmao like i dont care about your long distance good morning texts

hurt/comfort or amnesia / me: writes a 36 chapter amnesia fic and picks the other option fhbndjkcn

fantasy au or modern au / uh?? i generally dont like fantasy much but modern aus can feel redundant?? hm

mutual pining or domestic bliss / hnggg pining

smut or fluff / Fuck Aimless Fluff

canon compliant (missing scenes) or fix-it fic / canon compliant! i love those kinda things. i generally love canon divergence, but i dont Need fix it situations so `the first makes more sense.

alternate universe or future fic / when im on a fresh canon high i’ll be interested into something post canon, but once the excitement wears off im more versatile? tho overall probably future, bc it feels closest to canon which is generally why i read fic.

one-shot or multi-chapter / used to like chapters but then i forgot how to read

kid fic or roadtrip fic i hesitantly dont care about either, but roadtrips can have shenanigans so ill go on that

reincarnation or character death / dont have much of an opinion on death related things, but i’d reincarnate for the angst (damen and auguste HATE each other)

arranged marriage or accidental marriage / cant answer bc ive never read accidental marriage but i feel like it can be poppin

high school romance or middle-aged romance / copout but truly depends on the mood, ive written and adored both

time travel or isolated together / dont really read it but?? can be fun

neighbours or roommates / 😏

sci-fi au or magic au / dont care

bodyswap or genderbend / eh

angst or crack / angst is my shit but also i cant stand crack

apocalyptic or mundane / ??? the hell is mundane even supposed to mean here

i tag: @king-smaurent @sioux-blue @firondoiel @liesmyth

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raccoonwritings · 5 years

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A Drink Away from Honesty Chapter 2

Childhood Friends AU (angst with a happy ending, be warned)

Lucas is an oversharing drunk, Eliott is both desperate and dramatic, and everyone is trying to just keep everything straight.

Or alternatively, Lucas and Eliott were childhood best friends until a storm tears them apart and brings them back together.

(Title from “Don’t Miss Me?” by Marianas Trench)

Chapter 2: Meet Choupi

Lucas (16) and Eliott (18)

Samedi 11:34

Lucas wakes up with a headache that thumps and a need for water that is overpowered by the desire to get more sleep. He shouldn’t have gotten crossed, he knows, but it was all he could do to keep himself from thinking about Eliott. Meeting him again after this long must have been a dream, right? Ugh, thinking about it makes Lucas’ head pound more. He just needs to sleep.

Samedi 13:02

Lucas definitely hasn’t slept enough when Mika abruptly opens the door, shouting at Lucas to get his lazy ass out of bed, and pulling the blinds up to allow sunlight into the room.

“Up, kitten, up! You live in that bed!” Mika enthusiastically chants while crawling into Lucas’ bed with him. How ironic.

“Hnggg,” Lucas responds intelligently with his face smushed up against his incredibly flat pillow. He should really buy a new one. If his dad ever sends him money, of course.

“Well, aren’t you just the master of words this morning,” Mika sing songs. He snuggles up next to Lucas and receives a glare and another unintelligible noise. He soon finds Lisa joining the both of them in bed.

“You know what would get him up, Mika?” Lisa ponders knowingly.

“Why didn’t you mention sooner?” Mika extracts his phone from his pocket and pulls up Tinder. Lucas sees him clip the app icon and he is out. Despite having no energy and the pounding headache from before, he frantically detaches himself from the mattress and climbs over Lisa to reach the door.

“Sorry Mika, I have no desire to see the dicks of your Tinder hookups, or pictures of your dick,” Lucas grumbles, pushing down on the door handle and heading towards the bathroom.

Maybe a shower would help. Plus, he does smell a little of weed and shitty beer. A shower it is.

He walks out of the bathroom 20 minutes later, toweling his hair dry. Opting to grab some water before crawling back into bed, he makes a beeline for kitchen and searches the cabinet for a clean glass. There are used glasses in his room, on his desk, that he could wash and reuse, but that is far too much effort. Rearranging the far-left cabinet leads Lucas to find the secret set of nice glasses Mika must use for special occasions? Maybe they belonged to Manon and she left them here when she moved? Who knows. All that matters is that Lucas has a glass and can finally retreat back into his room.

With a half full glass of water – he chugged the first half – and a slightly damp towel, he treks back into bed. Finally, he’s alone. The water has helped his headache a little, but a pain killer couldn’t hurt. He downs a store brand equivalent of Tylenol and pulls out his phone for the first time that day to check his messages. Most were from the boys, just talking about the party last night, asking Lucas how far he went with Chloe, which he ignores with his entire being. He doesn’t want to talk about Chloe, who �� of course – just then sends him a friend request on Facebook. He hates that he accepts, but he has to keep up the façade that he’s into her. This is enough to make him toss his phone aside and curl up in his singular blanket. Glancing around his room for something, anything to distract him, his eyes land on the recently empty cage that’s perched on his dresser. He really doesn’t want to think about that or anything else for that matter and actively ignores everything until his phone pings a short time later.

From: Unknown Number

Hey

To: Unknown Number

Who is this?

From: Unknown Number

How was your night with that girl?

Lucas couldn’t help but let out a huff. Who the fuck was this person asking about yesterday? He didn’t want to talk about it.

To: Unknown Number

Who is this?

Lucas isn’t answering any questions until he knows who he’s talking to. Unfortunately, he was waiting for a good hour before he discovered who has his number.

From: Unknown Number

You never gave me back my orange marker

For the love of God. Lucas is over this. He has no desire to talk to Eliott at all, except Eliott is obviously not feeling the same.

From: Don’t Answer

I was really attached to that orange marker, Lucas. It meant a lot to me!

It broke my heart when you never returned it.

It broke his heart? The audacity of him, honestly, to say that Lucas broke his heart. His sympathy and any naïve thought to respond was gone in an instant, only to be replaced by an all-consuming anger. A deep-seated sadness. This was the person who changed everything for him and left him to deal with the aftermath. The person who left him to retreat back into a skin he craved to shed. The person who forgot about him and was back again only to remind him of that.

Lucas (9) and Eliott (11)

Mercredi 15:19

“Mom says I can get a dog!” Lucas exclaims as he sits on Eliott’s bed. They had both gotten out of a class not long ago and it was tradition that they head to Eliott’s to watch movies and goof off.

“That’s cool! Except, dogs are so last year,” Eliott replies, sitting across from Lucas in his neon yellow desk chair. Lucas huffs.

“What do you mean “so last year”? All the kids in my class are getting dogs for Christmas this year!” Lucas defends his desire for a fluffy companion. Dogs were, are a classic.

“They were like all the craze last year. You know what animal is on the rise this year?” Eliott responds animatedly. Lucas loves seeing his best friend like this even though he sounds like a complete idiot.

“What animal is on the rise this year, Eliott? Please, enlighten me,” Lucas rolls his eyes and emphasizes the ‘enlighten’. If Eliott didn’t get that he was being sarcastic, than he would really wouldn’t understand people at all.

“Obviously, my sarcasm has rubbed off on you, and normally I’d say that you following in my footsteps is the way it should be, but considering you’re only nine, I’d say maybe dial it back a bit. Okay?” He smiles, crooked and genuine. Lucas nods and returns a toothy smile, encouraging Eliott to continue since he still hasn’t unveiled what animal has become the most popular. “Alright, so a dog is great, yeah, but what about a hedgehog?!” Eliott finishes his question with another smile and jazz hands, causing Lucas to burst out in laughs.

“A hedgehog? Really? How are they better than a dog?” Lucas crosses his arms over his body and awaits the other boy’s response.

“They are! They’re cute, don’t require walks, or are ridiculously needy. I don’t know, they just remind me you a bit, too.” Lucas’ heart warms at Eliott indirectly calling him cute. He doesn’t understand exactly why, but it makes him feel good. He knows his cheeks are reddening, but luckily Eliott has turned around to face his laptop and is in the process of searching for pictures of baby hedgehogs. He finds a particularly cute picture and beckons Lucas to his side, which he immediately follows.

Lucas can’t not admit that the baby hedgehog is quite cute, but he’d never admit that to his friend. He would never admit to him that he wanted one now, slightly because of the fact that these small animals reminded Eliott of him and very much because of the idea of not having to put forth a ton of effort in walking it and cleaning up its shit.

Lucas also wouldn’t admit, at least right now, that when he arrives at home that night for dinner, he asks his mom, pleads with her, to let him get a hedgehog. She denies him for the moment and asks him why he’s had a sudden change of heart, considering he had been pleading for a dog for months on end. He wouldn’t admit the real reason to her either.

Months later, after Lucas’ 10th birthday, Eliott is bounding up the stairs leading to Lucas’ bedroom and knocking open the door with clumsy force. Lucas is standing in front of his dresser, which dons a shiny new cage, with his arms wrapped around something small. He turns and smiles wide at his best friend.

“Meet Choupi!” He exclaims, removing one of his hands to reveal a baby hedgehog. Eliott’s grin is wild.

“You took my advice!” He says, bouncing his way over to Lucas on the other side of the room. He leans down to get a closer look at the small animal when he makes a revelation. “Wait, Choupi?! Really, Lucas?” Eliott laughs with his body and looks to see his friend blushing.

“I’m not that creative, okay! There’s no need to make fun.” Lucas says, turning away from his friend. He’s a bit embarrassed now.

“Hey, hey, I didn’t mean it to be mean. It’s cute, I like it. It reminds me of you,” Eliott says, smiling tentatively. Lucas’ is no longer embarrassed when he meets his friends eyes, eyes that are full of nothing but warmth.

“Want to hold him?”

“YES!” Lucas giggles at the excitement. He tells Eliott to open his hands and slowly glides Choupi into his palm. It’s not a surprise that Choupi takes an immediate liking to his best friend. He totally understands.

Lucas (16) and Eliott (18)

Samedi 14:06

Lucas just stares at his phone. He can feel the anger bubbling. How dare he come back into his life like this. How dare he up root all the damage control he’s done. Well, he hasn’t exactly done anything yet, but Lucas knows a storm is coming. Eliott left with a storm and he’ll come back with a storm, Lucas knows. He used to love those storms.

He loses himself in his thoughts and doesn’t feel his phone ping again.

From: Don’t Answer

Please talk to me.

Lucas feels torn. A deep part of him, a part he has worked so hard to push down, wants to talk to him. He wants to feel connected to him again, but he knows that it is only going to hurt more in the end. He’s just going to leave again and Lucas can’t survive another one of that. He’s out of tape to piece his heart back together.

To: Don’t Answer

Leave me alone

From: Don’t Answer

Aha! You’re talking to me!

Lucas rolls his eyes.

From: Don’t Answer

So, how are you?

I’m good, thanks for asking

I could go for a coffee though

Wanna join me?

I’ll be down at the coffee shop

You know the one

The one we always went to

Our coffee shop

Lucas is dumb found. ‘Our coffee shop.’ They weren’t a ‘we.’ There was no ‘our.’ At least not anymore. Lucas contemplates for a several minutes before another ping from his cellphone makes the decision for him.

From: Don’t Answer

Shit, I forgot. I have to see Lucille later. I’m really sorry. Raincheck?

Lucas laughs bitterly, tossing his phone to the side. Yeah, raincheck.

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