#so you reassure him bc that is your actual real life son. yeah?
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stoppp i have to bend over backwards and AU like hell to stepbroify steven but god damn it i will. (TW for abuse but not any worse than the show already has):
marc + jake are alters, steven is the host, and perhaps early on the severity of the abuse by their mom pushed Jake to do something Drastic in order to make sure they’re safe, permanently. Obvs nobody would blame Steven, the physical signs would be enough to prove he acted in self defense, and he genuinely has no memory of it. his dad grapples w the shame over doing nothing to protect his son or get help for his wife; although he does little to try to fix his relationship with his son, he’s too guilty to ever pressure Steven to move out. Maybe he gets remarried years later, moves homes; he’s eager to forget the life he had before, but even now he still can’t bear his own conscience and allows Steven to live in the attic if he gets a job (gift shop ) and pays some rent.
all this work rewriting canon just bc i want steven to be the host because he’s so. wet blankety and pathetic. and i just want him to be a stuttering stumbling red-faced awkward mess who can hardly bear to be around you. you’re younger and pretty and sweet and somehow not freaked out at his general weirdness and it makes him feel like his head is full of bees or cotton balls or TV static. and then maybe the first time you ever touch him— literally by accident, your bedroom is on the second floor, you were coming down for dinner behind him and he had stumbled and his hand slipped on the railing and you had grabbed it just on instinct to steady him. it’s innocent, the contact, banal, meaningless, even, but it still burns like a brand, his vision beginning to swim and flicker at the edges. It’s all he can do to stagger back up to his room before he blacks out completely, and then—
and then nothing. He wakes up the next morning, tired and dry-mouthed and foggy-headed like he’d been drinking the night before. And maybe he’s imagining it but you’re just sort of… friendlier with him, the tone of your voice a little more familiar as you smile at him from across the dinner table that night. Like you’ve already talked— but that can’t be right, can it? He’s not brave enough— he’s not stupid enough— to even think to try.
It keeps happening, though, the blackouts, and each time it’s like he comes back to find another brick taken out of the metaphorical wall that divides the two of you. One night you knock on his door real late holding a blanket and a pillow and wearing just this dreadfully distressingly thin nightshirt and teeny-tiny pajama shorts, saying something about a movie that he said he would show you. We were gonna watch Indiana Jones, remember?” you ask, a brief shadow of concern flickering across your pretty face— it invokes such an immediate panic in him, that look, that he finds he’s stumbling over himself to reassure her— o-oh, ‘course, yeah, ‘course I remember—before he realizes what that might actually entail.
just. that first episode Got Me as soon as they had marc hitting on steven’s coworker without steven even knowing about it + him tripping over himself trying to navigate the situation marc put him in. immediately wanted that in a stepbro context bc i’m a Freak. ANYWAY!
not you and your dirty little freak brain giving me not only stepbro!steven content but a whole established scenario to think about 🫠
could you imagine all the angst that could erupt from all this?? i’m just thinking about the first few times it happens - he blacks out and wakes up the next morning to you being more familiar; your voice is cheerier talking to him, your body language is open and visibly shows how excited you are to just be seeing him, etc. but he just doesn’t actually get it. why are you suddenly talking to him and so comfortably, at that? the way you look so interested in what he might have the say in return, too, makes him feel like maybe you’re playing a game with him. so, as nicely as he can in order to protect himself, he doesn’t humour you. he keeps his part of conversations short and awkward… and eventually you have enough of it.
you wait until you’re alone to corner him in the hallway with glassy eyes filled with frustration. “do you not like me?”
and when he stumbles out a shocked, “w-what?” you continue, “you’re so up and down all the time! one minute you’re so…” you pause and think how to articulate yourself, eyes darting to the stairs as if someone could be listening, “sweet to me. and the next, it’s like you’re doing anything you can to avoid even being near me!”
his eyes go wide in panic when you sniffle. his heart drops when a tear runs down your cheek, “do you have any idea how shitty that feels?”
“oh,” steven’s voice shakes, “oh, god, no, don’t cry! i’m sorry, really! i just-”
and he couldn’t say what happened beyond that cut off because of yet another blackout.
all he knows is that he comes to the next morning in his bed, his body’s sore and tired. and when he bumps into you yet again in the hallway, you’re acting as if the other night never happened. you’re telling him good morning with a happy smile on your face and a touch to his arm.
on one hand, he could just take the win, but on the other, he’s so fucking confused. “you- you’re not upset?”
“‘course not.” you flush and give him a shy smile as you whisper to him. “how can i be after last night?”
he still has no clue what happened, and it freaks him out, but the more than friendly look you now hold in your eyes still make him think twice before trying to actively pull away from you anymore.
#what happened that night? we may never know#jk you got fucked for the first time#but anyways#also i have a little theory that it was jake hitting on steven’s co worker#bc marc seems too in love with layla and hung up on her to be flirting with anyone else yk#also i was too scared to get sexy sexy with this bc your thing didn’t mention it so i’m not sure#i don’t wanna ruin your thought bc marc/jake could be fucking lil miss step sis#but like there’s a chance you mean something else idk#i just don’t wanna take the chance and make you not like this lol#just lemme know bc i have this scenario with steven and her now that alsjdkj#steven grant x reader#stepbrother!steven#notsfw#tw stepcest#tw abuse
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SKZ vs. their crush
Pairing: Gender neutral Reader x Member
Word count: 3.9k
Genre: Fluff
Summary: It’s just them crushing on you
Warnings: -
Masterlist
A/n: I tried a different format this time and used bullet points rather than just making it like a full story since my brain was going crazy when I wrote this. Let me know which format you prefer and maybe I might incorporate both bullet points and the essay ones since I actually quite enjoy writing using both.
Chan
You guys only met because you knew Jeongin
The tiny babie brought you to meet his friends
Chan was smitten when he first met you
He thought you were so pretty when he saw you following behind Jeongin
“Innie,”
“Yeah?”
“Who is that?”
He wants Jeongin to introduce you two
Sensing the vibes, the maknae is more than happy to introduce you two
if he was being honest, he already knew Chan would pretty much fall in love with you immediately
Chan’s flustered when he introduces himself to you
He’s almost blubbering all over the place
You find it kinda cute but he’s scared you found him really weird
He tries to steal little moments to be with you
Like ‘accidentally’ bumping into you in the hallway
Or how he just so happens to walk into Jeongin’s room when you’re on a call with him
Or how he just so happens to be lingering around the flea market nearby your college campus
Chan takes care of you without even realising it
If you bump into each other he asks whether you’ve eaten or how your day is
He loves the way you seem to parent his friends like he does
“Jisung, put the knife down. You’re going to hurt somebody”
“Hehe, make me”
“PUT IT DOWN 〴⋋_⋌〵”
Chan’s surprised he listens to you
He loves how everyone only seems to listen if you’re the one talking too
If you’re hanging out with them at the dorms and Chan can’t seem to control everyone, you just step in
“Guys, please”
And suddenly the chaos has calmed down
Chan finds it amazing
Everyone just… stops when you ask them to
You find it amusing
It’s like watching a single dad trying to control his seven wild sons
He chases after Felix around the dorm a lot because he’s usually done something weird with Minho and Jisung
He manages to get your number using an excuse of needing you to calm down the boys
“Please… they don’t listen sometimes”
Jeongin finds reasons to push you two together
“Yay! You guys made—oH nO I ComPleTeLy foRgoT!!”
Leaves the two of you alone
He honestly just thinks you two should get together and so does the rest of the group
So they find excuses to get you two alone together
But your relationship takes f o r e v e r
Only because Chan wants to be absolutely certain that he likes you
He doesn’t want to commit to someone he’s worried he’s not sure of yet
Slowly but surely, he starts to ease into the relationship
He sends you music he thinks you’ll like
Eventually he’ll start sending you his own music
He only confesses when he’s absolutely sure he’s pretty much falling in love with you
The way he does it just wins your heart immediately if you weren’t already as whipped for him as he was
He writes a song for you (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡
Minho
Bumped into you at a dance studio he goes to often
He thinks your dancing is amazing
At first he doesn’t want to bother you
But then he’s all like “heyyyy I’m Minho”
And you’re pretty much taken away by how gorgeous the man is
Minho wouldn’t be too flustered
He would keep his cool around you
Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t try to impress you with his sexy dance moves
Tries to win your heart the romantic way which doesn’t work because half the time you’re too busy dancing to actually realise he’s trying to flirt with you
“Hey, baby ;)”
“Huh?”
“Nothing”
Wonders whether he should just make a dedicated advance towards you
He likes your humour
It’s similar to his
You both just laugh at really weird stuff together
When you share your numbers, he sends you weird videos that he thinks you’ll like
Minho’s not much of a texter, but when you do get a message from him, it’s either something he’s really excited about or something really weird
Only realises he’s actually crushing on you when Changbin points it out
“Why are you so nice to them”
“Who?”
“(Y/n)”
Then Minho realises that he really likes you
Starts slowly working harder to win your heart
Helps you with your dancing
“Your body looks a bit stiff”
Buys you lunch
“I got you the lunch box from 7 11”
It’s always something you end up liking if you hadn’t tried it before
Buys you drinks from the vending machine
“What is this???”
It looks like a double shot coffee
“Energy?”
Minho doesn’t know either but you both drink it anyway
And end up being at the studio until 3 a.m. because you’re both so hyped with caffeine
Offers to walk you home if it’s getting late
“It’s not safe on your own”
“Minho, I’ll be fineeeee”
Doesn’t take no for an answer and forces you to let him
His advances work
You’re pretty much whipped for him by the time he confesses
Which Minho does by buying you flowers and bringing it to the studio
Changbin
You work at the music shop that he goes to often
When he’s browsing the CD’s and the vinyls, he spots you at the counter
His heart almost explodes when he sees you
The first thing that caught his eye was the way you were dressed
:0
Fits Changbin’s style
He’s nervous to approach you with the vinyl in his hand
Why was he so nervous?
Oh right, he was pretty much completely smitten by you
“Hi!”
He loves your voice even more
“H-Hey,”
Changbin’s so nervous
He likes your bracelets too
He thinks they’re really cool
He ends up coming back a lot and you wonder why this man needs so many CD’s and vinyls
Eventually, he builds up the courage to talk to you
Changbin comes by every once in a while just to say hi
Sometimes he just comes in to talk to you during your break
You tell him you’ve always wanted to try making music
He tells you he makes music
You’re all :0
Changbin tells you about it
And you get really interested in his music
He starts coming after your shift or during your break to play you his songs
He gets all uwu when he sees the way your eyes shine
You have him wrapped around your finger without even knowing it
Doesn’t admit that he’s pretty much whipped
Even though he visits you almost every other day
And how he buys you your favourite snacks
Or how he stays way longer than he expected to just bcs he’s talking to you
You’re just as whipped tbh
You love talking to Changbin
You like his music taste and he’s fun to be around
Confesses to you by taking you out on a date
He brings you to his studio
Shows you how he makes music
He finds it adorable how you’re so amazed by his equipment
So he teaches you whatever he can in the time you’re together
You both spend the evening just messing around
You make a short track that you’re sure sounds really off
Changbin reassures you that it’s nice
He teaches you how to layer the different tracks
And eventually teaches you how to edit them despite the few hours you have
You’re so excited
He smiles every time he looks at you
Bcs you’re so adorable he feels like he might burst
Confesses at the end of the night
“I like you a lot”
He blurts it out and it catches you slightly off guard
But you like him back so it’s fine
Ends up offering to take you to the studio anytime you’re both free
Hyunjin
Met you through Felix
Felix invited you to play a game with him and his friends
Hyunjin hears your voice the first time and he’s already curious
He thinks you’re really chill and he likes your vibe
You end up playing more games with them
He ends up wanting to get to know you more
The thing that honestly gets to him the most is the way you take every loss so lightheartedly
“There’s always another game”
You don’t rage or stress out over it
Over time, he starts spending one-on-one time with you
Until you’re both just doing literally anything else but gaming together
He denies them as dates whenever his friends ask, claiming that it’s just friend time
Until one night you’re both awake at four a.m. and talking about everything and anything
He likes the way you think
“Hyunjin, did you know that sometimes in movies, they use trash cans to replicate tiger roars”
“What???”
He likes how you’re joking talking about starting a revolution
He knows you won’t
“So, yeah, fuck capitalism!”
“Yeah!”
He loves the fact that you’re so open about what you think even if it’s something small or weird
“Mercy’s ass is so thick… for what reason…”
“She’s a video game character??”
“Felix, her ass is so thick, she could kill someone with it”
Hyunjin loves hearing you rant about your day
“And?? It’s so stupid!!”
“Calm down, (Y/n)”
“Don’t tell me to calm down, you egg!”
Hyunjin thinks you’re adorable when you’re all riled up
He finds it amusing because he likes hearing you talk
“You live there too?”
He didn’t expect to be so close to you
“Yeah, that’s how I met Felix”
He never realised you and Felix knew each other in real life
You spend more time together
Talking about whatever comes to mind until the dead of night
Sometimes you watch movies together
You stay away from horror movies because he doesn’t like it that much
But you’re always talking about something with him
The two of you are always the last to leave the call because you end up talking after games
Hyunjin asks you out without even realising it sounds like a date
“Is that a date??”
“Sure”
He didn’t even realise he asked you out until after he’s left the call
?!?!?!?!
Goes into panic mode
He just asked you out!!!!
Starts asking Felix about you
He laughs at Hyunjin but helps him anyway
Shows him what you look like on your Instagram
Hyunjin thinks you’re so pretty on your posts
When he sees you in person for the first time
He’s so taken away
You’re gorgeous
Whatever feeling he didn’t realise he had for you comes rushing in
Hyunjin loves your laugh
You spend the whole day together just walking around town
It’s nice to hear his voice when it isn’t coming out of your headphones
By the time the date’s over, Hyunjin wants more of you
So he tells you he wants to take you out again while he’s walking you home
You accept
He turns to you with a c: before asking if he can kiss you
Jisung
You’re a barista at the cafe nearby the JYPe building
Jisung was designated as the drink buyer that time by the rest of his group
If he was having trouble remembering all their orders before
He has even bigger trouble now when he sees you
YOU LOOK SO CUTE IN YOUR APRON
He freezes the moment he sees you at the cashier
“Hi! What would you like?”
Jisung’s eyes go ◑.◑
“Uhm… sir?”
“Sorry!”
He struggles to get his order out properly
But you’re patient with him and even though he barely knows you
He likes that you are
Jisung’s watching you the entire time you make his order
He can’t take his eyes off of you
You do notice it, but you find him adorable so you don’t say anything
He seems to be easily flustered
When you hand him his order, he’s still a blubbering mess
“T-Thank you…”
Your name tag says (Y/n)
So he thanks you using your name which you smile
“Have a great day!”
Jisung comes back the next day
He doesn’t even need any drinks, he just wants to see you again
When he does, he feels all fluttery on the inside
“Welcome back”
He orders a dark chocolate smoothie and an iced mocha for Minho
Minho would kill him if he found out Jisung went to the cafe without him
Jisung sits at an empty table and watches you again
The next day, the cycle repeats
And the day after that
And the day after that
Minho follows him at some point, wondering why Jisung seems to obsessed with the place
“Why do you like this place so much?”
“I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT”
Something’s definitely up with him
Minho only finds out when he sees the way Jisung’s face seems to light up when he sees you
“You like the barista, don’t you”
“WHAT BARISTA ಠoಠ”
That’s all he needs to confirm it
Minho lets Jisung order, seeing just how excited and giddy he is when he’s talking to you
Jisung’s practically bouncing up and down while you talk to him
When they leave, Minho’s all up in it
“You really like them, huh”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about >:c”
Knowing Jisung, he wouldn’t do anything about it
So Minho takes it into his own hands to bring you two together
The group is having a mini event and they need someone to serve drinks
Who else to ask other than you?
Jisung’s eyes almost bulge out of his skull when he sees you because
What are you doing here????
He’s so nervous
Minho practically shoves him your way
Again, you find him so cute that you don’t even realise he’s practically dying to know you more
“Hi Jisung!”
You learned his name over the course of him constantly coming back and Jisung just loves hearing it from you
“Hi (Y/n)”
“I can’t make anything ice blended, but I can trade if for an iced dark chocolate”
“Okay!”
As long as you make it, he’ll take it
The event comes to an end but Jisung’s pretty much spent more time with you rather than his group mates
Even they’re amused by how into you he obviously is
“Hey Jisung”
You stop him before you leave and he’s immediately at your side
“Since you keep coming over, here’s my number”
◑.◑
“Give me a call before you come in so that I can have your drink ready for you to pick up”
He’s so happy :D
He sends you pictures of cute animals and random snippets of his music
Felix
Met you through League of Legends
You have good synergy so you became friends through that
At first, he only managed to play with you occasionally
When he’s able to, he notices how you always sound so bright
“Hi Felix!”
He likes playing with you
You’re laid-back
You don’t stress over losses too much
“Ah, what to do?”
But when you’re irritated, Felix finds it funny
“Fucking asshole!”
“You were in the way, (Y/n)”
“Shut the fuck up!”
You’re so funny to him
“Felix, don’t go into bush”
“I can bait them”
“DON’T”
His character dies
“Oops ( ͡° ͜V ͡°)”
“-`д´-”
You’re easy to game with and that’s what he admires the most right off the bat
You always seem to be up for games
Even when he’s not able to play, whenever he logs into Discord he sees you’re online
Wonders whether you sleep at all
“I don’t need sleep. I am gamerrrr. Gamers don’t sleep”
“Please sleep”
“Lix, sleep is for the weak and I’m not weak”
“You passed out last night in call”
Honestly slightly concerned for you
Overtime he realises that he really looks forward to games with you
Before Felix would just go to sleep after practice or shows
But he’ll start waiting to see if you’re up for even one game
Which you always are
Slowly starts spending time with you just talking
Eventually it leads to the both of you staying up until 5 a.m. laughing at really stupid memes
During the day when Felix can’t join call
He sends you funny tiktoks and memes
You appreciate it because you like him
But you don’t admit it because you’ve never met him in person before
Until you both find out that you live only a few hours away from him
Invites you down to Seoul to spend time with him
You’re nervous
Felix is nervous
He knows what you look like
You exchanged Snapchats and started streaking a while before
He sends you funny pictures of his members
You send him selfies with random filters
But nothing could prepare him for when you appear from around the corner
He sees you appear and he’s all (゜ロ゜)
Your photos don’t do your natural beauty any justice
Is a bit of a mess when you’re walking around together
Eventually loosens up around you
Compliments you a lot and it makes you blush
You spend the day just wandering around the place
Felix takes you to his favourite places and favourite cafes
He wants to share his favourite things with you
You find it endearing
Tries to make you laugh a lot because he’s just grown to really like the sound of your voice
Since you’ve spent most of your time talking over call
Felix just loves hearing your voice
When the day’s over
He asks for more nights that aren’t just filled with games because owo he wants to do more with you
Seungmin
Bumped into you at JYPe because you were visiting a friend
Hears you singing with Yeji and he immediately falls in love with your voice
He peeks into the dance studio to see the two of you just sitting on the floor together
There’s no music
It’s just the two of you singing together
Your voice makes him :D
Seungmin leaves the two of you bcs he doesn’t want to intrude
But he ends up seeing you more often
Turns out you’re in Seoul for a while so you’re spending quite some time with Yeji
He sees you in the hallways a lot
When you walk past each other, it’s always just a polite bow
You don’t really think much of Seungmin other than the fact that you think he’s pretty handsome
Yeji teases you for that
When you’re walking through the building to look for her
You hear someone singing in one of the rooms
You peek through the glass
It’s Seungmin!
ಠoಠ
And he’s so good
You listen from outside the door
You knew he was good since he was an idol
But you didn’t think that he was that good
You don’t even realise he’s done when the door swings open and you’re standing there
When Seungmin sees you, he realises you were most likely listening
Now you’re just staring at each other like
(ﾟωﾟ;)
Because now he knows you were listening
And now you know he knows
“Uhm…”
You’re embarrassed
You’re lucky Yeji pops from around the corner and your eyes plead for her to drag you away
Which she doesn’t
“Sunbaenim!”
“Hi Yeji”
“Have you met (Y/n) before?”
You actually want to tear her apart
“Not properly, no”
“Well... “
“WELL WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE TIME”
You drag her away before she can say anything else
The next time you see Seungmin
You pass by him in the hallway once again while you’re looking for Yeji
“(Y/n)”
ಠ_ಠ
“We keep passing each other but we’ve yet to actually meet each other properly”
“Haha…”
“I know you were listening the other day”
“Haaahhhhhhaaaa…”
“I don’t mind that you did.”
“Huh”
You’re actually bit surprised that he doesn’t mind
“I overheard you and Yeji singing the other day in the dance room”
༼ : ౦ ‸ ౦ : ༽
“You sing really beautifully, (Y/n)”
There’s an awkward wall that takes a while before you two actually break it down
But when you do
It’s almost like you visit the building to see Seungmin rather than Yeji
She doesn’t mind since she saw it coming
Doesn’t mean she can’t tease you about it
Seungmin looks forward to having lunch with you in the cafeteria
At this point, the staff don’t even question your now daily appearance
You end up falling for Seungmin way faster than you thought possible
The feeling’s mutual
He just likes everything about you
You’re so sweet
You’re also really caring
He notices that when you follow him to the practice room where Stray Kids are
Changbin trips over Hyunjin’s legs
You’re rushing over to help without any of them really realising it
He loves how nice your voice is too
“Can you sing for me?”
You’re shook
You wonder why he wants to hear your voice specifically
“Your voice is just really nice
He realises he really likes you when you briefly disturb their practice to give Seungmin lunch
He briefly mentioned that he forgot his wallet and his lunch
Since you aren’t an idol or staff
You had to use your own money in the cafeteria
Seungmin’s heart flips at the realisation
Ends up asking you out so that you don’t have to spend so much time inside the JYPe building all the time
Jeongin
Meets you through Changbin
You went to the same high school as him and you kinda just stuck around
Changbin brings you to the dorm bcs he borrowed a hoodie
The entire dorm greets you really brightly
Jeongin’s the only one just watching in awe
He’s so shy when you wave at him
Seungmin notices and raises a brow
“I-I’m Jeongin”
“Hi Jeongin! Changbin talks about you guys a lot”
He’s so nervous
He wants to know you more, but he also doesn’t want to make it obvious that he’s taking interest in you
The others don’t really notice because they’re too excited by the new person
Seungmin, on the other hand, tells Changbin about it
Changbin now makes it his mission to bring you two together
He brings you over to the dorm more often
Especially if Jeongin’s the only one home
“(Y/n), you’ve met Innie before right?”
You nod
Jeongin’s adorable
Changbin ends up bringing you over for movie nights
Now you’re just an honorary member of the group
Everyone else loves you
Jeongin always tries to sit next to you during movie nights
Especially if it’s a horror movie
When you get scared, you hug his arm and he likes that
Makes him feel like he’s able to protect you like a big strong man ᕙ(`▽´)ᕗ
You kinda like him too
So you test the waters around him
You start talking to him more since Changbin told you he’s really shy
Jeongin slowly eases into your company
It takes a bit of time, but he’s started getting more confident around you
You visit the dorm thinking Changbin’s there because he stole your favourite belt
When Jeongin opens the door he’s all :D but when you ask where his hyung is he goes D:
Tells you he’s not home but lets you in anyway
No one else is home except for Jeongin and Chan
So you sit in the living room with Innie
You start talking about random things
You end up talking about almost everything because it turns out that Changbin’s gone way longer than both of you thought
Chan eventually emerges from his bedroom and waves at you
He orders fried chicken for you guys
You and Jeongin continue talking while eating
Chan finds it super cute
Jeongin’s playful around you
But he doesn’t want to make himself appear immature
But you like when he’s being playful so you slowly ease him into being more comfortable
He still just wants to impress you so you like him back
Wait, when did he start liking you???
He realised it when you were over for a regular movie night
You fell asleep in his lap
Jeongin thought you were so cute
When you wake up he asks you out
You accept
He cuddles you for the rest of the night and asks you to spend the night at the dorm
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hi hello my name is leo and here’s the post that literally no one asked for about how three by sleeping at last is written for one evan buckley (with lyric references!)
maybe i’ve done enough
and your golden child grew up
listen this is literally about the buckley parents. he spent so long trying to be the perfect son for his parents, trying to solve whatever he’d done to them, trying desperately to just be enough for them and breaking himself in the process. he literally tore himself apart trying to be just something to them. he talks to maddie when he visits her in the hospital (in buck begins) about them thinking he’s a loser and literally begs her to believe him when he says he’s going to be something one day. that’s the effect his parents had on him. and when his parents come back in what’s your grievance/buck begins and he finally gets to tell them how they made him feel his whole life, and that convo with them at the end of buck begins, i think that’s the beginning of him kind of being able to say i’ve grown up now, and yeah what you did will always hurt me but i can move past it now, because i have my own family, i’ve found somewhere where i actually belong. and with the 118, he doesn’t have to be that golden child
(sure, there’s the protective, kinda mentoring instinct between him and bobby that we see a lot through the early parts of season one especially, but even with that there’s never this expectation that buck’s gotta be perfect - gotta be the golden child. bobby’s trying to help him be a better firefighter and grow as a person but there’s never that pressure that there was with his parents.
oh and hey maybe that’s why the lawsuit happens because the whole thing about bobby holding him back feels too much like his parents underestimating him, never believing in him (they think i’m a total loser maddie, and i’m not, i’m not okay- i’m gonna be something, i just- don’t know what yet) and it’s hard beause bobby has never made him feel like that but it’s just a little too close)
maybe this trophy isn’t real love
this lyric. i do not give it enough appreciation but holy fuck. okay but, its like- it fits well with this whole idea that buck grew up with that he always had to deserve love, yanno? like his parents’ neglect basically taught him that he had to be putting himself in danger and hurting himself to be worth even attention. and it’s like- with the 118, he’s finally getting to realise that maybe that’s not how love is supposed to work. he’s been brought up with the idea that he needs to work for this love because otherwise if he’s not good enough people will leave. and this doesn’t even finish with his parents. this goes all the way through to abby, to ali. he has this deep rooted fear that if he’s not good enough then people will leave him, because that’s all he’s really had.
and then this lyric- it’s like, him realising that this version of love that his parents fed him isn’t real love, isn’t how parents should love their kids, or how families should care for each other. and it’s just buck’s realisation that this tokenistic love isn’t something that he has to settle for, because it’s not real love.
and with or without it i’m good enough
maybe i’ve done enough
this kinda carries on from the first point but it’s like, buck finally getting to realise that he doesn’t need his parents love to be worth shit. like his whole childhood he was just trying to be what his parents wanted in the desperate hope that they would see him. and now he’s found this place he really belongs and in the 118 he’s found these people he really belongs with, and it’s like- suddenly he doesn’t need to try- doesn’t need to work to be loved. and it’s like, he’s realising that he doesn’t need to change himself to be worth shit.
a mess of a story i’m ashamed to tell
but i’m slowly learning how to break this spell
this- it’s just- the whole thing about buck getting therapy in s4. for so long he’s not really talked to anyone about the shit he’s been through, like even we see in what’s your grievance that the 118 basically know nothing about the buckleys. because buck doesn’t even talk about his past to them really, because he’s so ashamed of it. but him finally being able to go to therapy and work on it, it’s like- he’s slowly learning how to undo all this shit that his parents drilled into him, like about him never being good enough and about him having to work for their love and attention and change himself. and he’s finally learning, with therapy and with the 118 reteaching him all this shit about love (and not even romantic, like buddie is a whole other thing don’t even get me started, like familial love), how to get past his parents and realise that he is worthy of love, regardless of anything else.
and i finally see myself
through the eyes of no one else
oh shit but this is important and all right. like. it’s just a little thing but it’s like, buck trying to move on from letting what other people thought of him control him. i think this is something that he’s working on, and something that comes with time, because i think it’s something we see a lot throughout the show. i think it kinda contributes to the whole buck 1.0 thing, like sure a lot of why he wants to move on from ‘buck 1.0′ is about moving on and being a better man and stuff but i think it’s also this thought of being embarrassed of himself, almost? idk but look he has a lot of issues with seeing himself as good enough without the influence of others and i think this lyric links a lot to that.
now i only want what’s real
to let my heart feel what it feels
again this fits with the whole therapy thing as well but it’s like- throughout the show he’s always been a very heart-on-his-sleeve kinda guy. like that’s just who he is. but like this- to let my heart feel what it feels - its like about him being allowed to be proud of how far he’s come and everything he’s been through with his parents and even after that. and its about him allowing himself to love unashamedly and without fear of people abandoning him, and not like letting that fear stop him from loving. and like yeah im gonna touch on buddie here bc like, it’s like after all this shit, everything that the two of them have been through, it’s like, that line is like him letting himself feel that for eddie, whatever it is. because for so long he’s not let himself get that connection after abby because she hurt him like that and he’s not let himself have this connection with eddie out of fear that it’s not going to be reciprocated or tat he’s a terrible person for falling in love with his best friend or some shit but it’s like- that line is like him allowing himself to feel that, and like that just being okay? like he’s finally getting to accept that he’s fallen in love with this increibleman and his incredible son and the life that he’s built with them, and like it’s about buck falling in love with that life and trusting that it’s not going to disappear from under his feet. and that takes buck a lot of courage because he’s only ever had people that left. and so he’s finally letting his heart feel , and letting his heart guide him, because he deserves it.
and like even out of a buddie context, with the rest of the 118, it still applies. this shit about letting his heart feel what it feels, it’s like- letting himself believe that this life is something that he can have, that he can settle into, that he can keep. it’s like- he can love these people, and not have to see them leave. and that’s a revolutionary thing for buck, but it’s so freeing.
and leave my greatest failures on display
with an asterisk
worthy of love anyway
holy fuck this is like, my favourite lyric ever okay but again it’s this idea that he has to work to be loved. he has to fight for attention and for appreciation and for love and like this lyric, it’s about him being able to move on from that and realise that he’s worthy of love at his rawest, without all this work and putting himself at risk. and sure im going back on my buddie bullshit for this but like- it’s eddie that makes him realise this. sure it’s the influence of the whole 118 and maddie and shit but it’s eddie most of all. eddie, who has dealt with his bullshit first hand (the whole jealousy thing in 2x01) and come through it by his side, still wanting to be his friend. eddie, who appreciates him and helps him and supports him and trusts him with his son. eddie, who forgives him, even when, yeah, sometimes he doesn’t need forgiving but then it’s eddie that tells him that (the post-tsunami stuff at the end of 3x03) and reassures him that he’s worthy. eddie, who fights by him and for him and desperately, constantly, tries to make him realise he’s so much more than what his parents deem him to be. eddie, who tells him that he doesn’t have to apologise just for existing and expecting the bare minimum of love from his parents (the boxing scene in - i think? - 4x04). eddie, who fights to get back to him. eddie, who trusts him so much with christopher that he’ll change his will for him. eddie, that loves him. right at his rawest, without all that work, with all his greatest failiures on display. because it’s eddie who’s seen most of that shit, and it’s eddie who’s stayed. who’s made him realise he’s worthy of love, anyway.
...um
thank you for coming to my ted talk listen to three by sleeping at last and tell me that there is at least some sense in this pls im driving myself up the wall istg
#evan buckley#buddie#eddie diaz#911#911 fox#911 on fox#leo writes hcs#...maybe it's me that needs therapy.#this is almost two thousand words holy fuck#i can write this but not fic? wow thanks brain
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okay! so the pokemas legendary event: father or foe. I have things to say so I will say them. and if you don’t want spoilers, uhmmm don’t read this! okay thanks okay.
first of all, i like how ghetsis just. shows up. like he’s just there. that’s great, A+ Second of all, I know the point of that battle between N, Silver, Brendan and Norman was to showcase how strong Brendan and Norman’s father-son bond was. but it’s so fucking funny to me that they’re fighting against two legendary pokemon. and they’ve got a fucking slaking and a fucking uhh sceptile like. Ho-oh is fucking fire/flying, but Norman and Brendan won??? but whatever, moving on.
glad that they put silver in this. like even with the plot point later on with giovanni, i just like that silver is here. i like silver. i like his way of speaking. because in a world of pokemon protagonists that are naive and idealistic, silver’s realism and straightforwardness is very needed. so thanks silver, for being that bro.
anyway, I love N’s answer to Ghetsis’ proposition for them to be father-son again. He says he just needs time to think. That shows such maturity. And the fact that they put that alongside Nate’s very black and white (lol) way of thinking, is good. Nate is like “Ghetsis did some fucked up shit. get him outta here” but N has history with Ghetsis and is hesitant.
and y’know what, Nate is right honestly, because Ghetsis did some fucked up shit!! I know a lot of people have not played gen 5 but Ghetsis is a BITCH!!! He’s manipulative and abusive, he said some fucked up shit to N, he tried to fuck over unova TWICE, he’s not a good dude. And it’s interesting! bc in bw2, y’know, former team plasma members are trying to make up for their crimes from the first game. and they point out that all they can do is apologize and do better, like they can try and make up for what they did and do what they can to make things right. and that’s what some of them are doing. and they acknowledge that this doesn’t like erase people’s pain or make them entitled to forgiveness.
but on the other side of that, you have ghetsis, who is not at all interested in that shit. he doesn’t think he’s done anything wrong, he doesn’t want to change, fuck unova, fuck everything and everyone! So yeah! Nate is like FUCK GHETSIS and honestly, everyone should be like that but they weren’t there in unova so they get a pass.
and N is just hesitant. Because he sees that father-son bond and he wants that. he wants that connection. and think about how that resonates with so many people playing this game. like it fucking resonated with me! you want a bond with a family member that’s hurt you, and they come to you to try and make amends... and say it’s idealistic or naive or stupid, but there’s hope that it could work out this time.
ghetsis has manipulated and abused N in the past, and N knows this most of all, but he’s willing to move forward with their relationship if Ghetsis has truly changed. DAMN! that hits me hard. too many times we try and give people a second chance when they say they’ve changed, but it turns out they fucking haven’t and they hurt us all over again.
But I like that N takes the time to decide. He talks to Alder and gets his opinion, and I like that Alder is just honest as fuck about it. And N takes that into consideration, but still makes the choice himself, just like Silver advised him to. This is a choice he made after weighing his options and the outcomes.
And honestly, I was like... Ghetsis could go either way. They could keep him evil and have this be him trying to manipulate N again, OR they could pull a lusamine and have the story and the characters just forget about the abuse that he put N through and the chaos he put unova through. And I’m so happy to see that they kept him evil because HE IS evil and! He’s as fucking heartless as ever, being honest about how everyone is a tool to him.
That’s refreshing as fuck to me. After lusamine, i had no fucking hope for this game but DAMN let’s go, okay, Ghetsis staying evil? teaming up with giovanni? nice nice nice. love it.
But also, hold on, because Silver is a hero in this event. I loved hearing what he had to say, but this line that he had is so fucking important.
IM STILL IN SHOCK THAT THEY ACTUALLY SAID THIS LIKE??? idk i just wasn’t expecting it at all, and im SO GLAD they brought it up. Silver? Getting frustrated with Nate that he’s not trying to see things from N’s point of view? Nice. Very Nice. This is why I’m glad Silver’s here, because what other character would have the guts to say this? We need that blunt honesty a lot of the time. We need that straightforwardness to put some harsh truths out there.
I like that Nate stops and considers that now, they he apologizes and is like “I was thinking more about unova than about your feelings, N” and he APOLOGIZES!! LET’S GO!
There’s some good nuggets in this event, it’s so fucking GOOD.
It keeps getting better because with Alder reassuring N and offering advice, he shows that he’s more of a fucking.. father figure than Ghetsis will EVER be but he also just says that N’s grown and he’s got a good heart and N is so shocked...! He is still 100% suffering from what Ghetsis said/did to him before! because that trauma is still there! And he needs to be surrounded by people who really and truly care about him to support him now.
Okay but moving on, the Ghetsis and Giovanni team up was cool. I like how they kept summoning team break members out of nowhere?? fantastic. and of course giovanni was gonna backstab him. fucking. ghetsis you idiot, but anyway! N seeing that ghetsis is about to get his whole ass kicked and STILL stepping up to help him out?
Mm i have some mixed feelings about it, but N CAN talk to pokemon and he didn’t want anything to happen to Kyurem. And I’m glad that they put that in there and remembered that about N’s character because otherwise i’d be like “why would he help him, Ghetsis has revealed his true colors for like the third time there’s no reason to” but it also ties back into N just feeling sorry for this mother fucker and also just wanting a father figure.
but! after the battle, they leave. and Silver just glares at Giovanni and tells him to fuck off... this poor boy, but! we also have this comparison between silver KNOWING that his father will never change and that he’s not interested in changing, and now N coming to that conclusion with ghetsis. those two are not going to change. they don’t fucking care. they’re terrible people. and it’s a hard pill to swallow but silver’s already swallowed it. and now he’s helping N to get through what he’s already gone through.
so N just saved ghetsis’ ass and now they’re outside. And N says that he knows Ghetsis hasn’t changed, and if he causes trouble N will stop him. And Nate tells Ghetsis he hates him LOL and then is like why can’t you just fucking be a better person to N like for real.
and Ghetsis continues to be a sack of shit. and Nate gets upset and says something really touching, that N just wants a normal relationship with the man he calls his father. and Nate is real sensitive to this stuff, he wears his heart on his sleeve, y’know. but a lot of male pokemon protagonists are like that (gold, brendan i think?) but it’s just touching to have Nate be really invested. to have Nate and Silver both wanting to help N, and Nate is the more sensitive and idealistic of the two and Silver just adds that touch of realism. y’know, black and white?
but N is a bit of both, now. That’s what he gained on his journey, this understanding that problems aren’t so simple and that complexity is a part of life and that sometimes there isn’t a clear right answer. and sometimes things don’t go the way that you want, no matter how much you hope or wish for things to change.
and at the end... N understands that. He understands that while Ghetsis is a piece of shit and will ALWAYS be a piece of shit, he has people and pokemon around him and that’s all he needs. he doesn’t need a father. he’s just fine without one. Silver agrees, everyone fucking agrees. and it’s fucking touching. N’s got people in his life that care about him genuinely and that’s all he needs.
and that’s a real good message because first of all, Alder is right there and found family is abound, but also, it’s not pushing this fucking narrative that you should always, always forgive your family or the people who hurt you. sometimes, your family is shit! and you cut them out of your life for your own well being! many, many people have to do that. and instead of ignoring that every family isn’t the same and that people have shitty relationships with their families, this event is like “hey, everyone’s upbringing is different” and “if people who’ve hurt you aren’t going to sincerely apologize and make the effort to change, they aren’t worth your time” and “fuck ghetsis”
like those are good messages! and im mad because WHERE WAS THIS with the lusamine event??? lusamine abused both lily and gladion, but she’s okay?? she fucking almost drove the alola region into chaos but she’s forgiven?? no. i will never be about that. lily and gladion are both better off without her because i didn’t see an apology in sumo or in pokemas, the bitch just showed up and was like “okay!! we’re family!!” and even with the sumo endgame thing of lily taking lusamine to kanto to give her treatment, i need to SEE an apology and a genuine want to change
and you know what even if there is an apology? lily and gladion aren’t obligated to forgive her. it’s their choice, sure, but i think it was a choice forced onto them instead of it being something that they, as characters, seriously consider. and?? lusamine should be in jail. so.
like there’s no obligation for these kids to forgive their abusive parents. none at all. and N’s speech to ghetsis saying “i don’t think a true father-son relationship can happen between us so easily, but if you’ve had a true change of heart, show me through battle!” is so important because he wants to see for himself if there’s been a real change. N will decide AFTER the battle and after seeing ghetsis’ motivations if they can move forward.
and where was this with lily and gladion?? what did they ask or talk about with lusamine so that they know she’s being sincere?? and y’know what, where is the distrust?? especially for lily, because lusamine did some real fucked up shit!! it’s just not handled as well, and it could’ve been a great example of “kids need to get away from their abusive parents even if they promise change” because N made a choice and was hesitant but we didn’t get to see that development with gladion and lily. i know it’s pokemon, but i definitely think there’s a way they could’ve written them,, cutting lusamine out of their lives and it being like “okay, this is the best for both of us” because lusamine was a shit mother and also gladion and lily have found family in the selene, elio, hau and professor kukui and professor brunet SO.
but this event was pretty good and there were some very good moments in here. I’m glad ghetsis will stay evil and i’m glad they put silver in there as well, thanks. BUT WHERE WAS HILBERT????? WHHHHYYYYYY!!!!!
#text#pokemas rants#dude i just love n#at the end of the day that's all i can say#with his long green hair
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the 100 diaries S2 E8
quarantine diaries: may 29 2020
season 2 episode 8: “spacewalker”
yeah with this title, finns gonna die this episode isnt he? sooo looong spacewalker
ooo and with these two grounders? this is not a good sign for finn. they are coming for you finn. they want you.
blood for blood. hey its 18 for 1 that ain’t so bad
also why did clarke say this out in the open?? she really could have told her mom in private and just avoid this whole public uproar. how is it that clarke can be so smart sometimes but then be such a dumbass
yess raven. standing up for your friend even if hes been a dick and a thirsty boi. homegirl is loyal.
flashback...this is a bad omen. yep finn is definitely going to die.
ooh its the necklace. is that really a raven tho. i did get that. i thought was just a crane
yes they really are screwed if murphy has a gun
side note: no matter how much i hate finn rn. kudos to the actor like this finn is completely different person then when we first met finn.
clarke be spitting fire murphy. but he just spit some fire back. ok
lincoln....suffer the death of 18...like i agree but can we just hold the phone for a moment. lincoln was literally feasting on one the guardsman in the last episode and yet here he is. y’all could argue that lincoln wasnt lincoln when he did this. but you could argue the same for finn. yet no repercussion for him???? these people cant just pick and choose who has to face consequences. i really hate how inconsistent this show is sometimes
“that was another time. that was another chancellor.” speak abby speak.
honestly let finn go. let him redeem himself.
“im in love with you.” wow really be making him crazy. but at least he admits it.
“say something”...im giving up on you
“they’re trying to scare us.” well its working. but i do like clarkes fake it until you make it tactic because i can relate
kane of all the times to come back. also abby and kane? another ship?
abby said im keeping the leader. im still the leader. feminism
“its a strong possibility.” lol ok thats verrrry reassuring kane
if finn is going to be executed it better be clarke humming over him and then just stabs him in the neck. y’all know that would be his dream death
like i knew raven was smart but wow im so proud. i also gotta say you guys already know my hc for raven and high school musical. well i like to think that one of the reason she was so insistent on studying because the home girl gabriella montez.
also this is raven talking about her pre-existing condition. i love this meme too much. because it wasnt even created specifically for raven yet it fits so perfectly as her pre-existing condition = no spacewalk/no helmet and with this whole spacewalker/skywalker episode.
bellamy is such a loyal king. yes bellamy protect your people. i love this found family trope. i also love how even tho the ark came down there is still a separation between the ark and the 100 + raven cuz the 100 just really had to bond if they were to survive.
what if the finns gift was really just ravens name on tape tho. how made would raven be? but dont lie thats a better gift than killing 18 people.
ooh ravens the reason why hes in prison wonder she so loyal. but really finn threw this whole relationship for clarke a girl he just met. wooooooow. i honestly dont get it.
“if death has no cost, life has no worth”-lincoln. ok lincoln the philosopher
the fact that they’re not cutting back to monty and jaspers pov in mount weather means that shit is real. finn is definitely going to die. and he is going to die soon
wow character growth. finn not wanting to shoot a person for clarke. i applaud thee. but a little too late my dood
ofc they throw murphy in here. ugh.
raven’s face in that astronaut suite looks terrible. she looks like mr. electric from sharkboy and lavagirl. like editors really did her dirty.
‘when you need a healer, but your people only have one healer, and that healer is you’. oooh that look that finn gave to clarke. yeah hes gonna turn himself in isnt he?
now is not the time to be saying ‘thats what she said” finn. this is serious business
“i never meant to hurt you.” - finn. another high school musical 2 reference?? yep im convinced that these two watched HSM 2. but i gotta be honest raven and finn will never be able to live up to troy and gabriella
“always”-finn. they’re harry potter fans too. please give finn more original lines. please. now that i look at it. snape and finn have similar haircuts
“finn wasnt the only one at the village.” fuck yes raven. say it louder!!! raven is big brain.
ofc finn would turn himself in. i cant believes hes actually getting redeemed. but i shouldnt be surprised bc the writers really like to redeem their characters right before they kill them
raven, bellamy, clarke, or even murphy should have shot him tbh instead of letting him go with the grounders.
kane said “son” im still convinced that kane is bellamys father idc what you guys say
clarke gave bellamy the look. but also this is the dumbest idea i have ever heard. there are thousands. i know that raven is smart. but thats a big ask and a dumb idea
clarke walked into the spear literally what. soooooo unnecessary. who tf fuck walks into a spear?! but i guess clarke knows that her plot armor is strong af
“you bleed for nothing”-lexa literally!!! haha
that look that finn had when he saw clarke is was saying “you shouldnt be here but woooow clarke really looves me tho”
“i love you too” !!!!! oohmygosh! i was actually right about clarke killing finn?! (like i swear to god i swear to god i wrote down that prediction down before i saw his death and i wrote it as a joke wtf) this is the kind of death that finn would want bc ofc they give finn a romantic tragic death
wow so basically finns whole character was all just for clarkes development.
side note: is finn Clarke’s first boyfriend? cuz this a lottt. like the only other possibility ive seen up to this point is wells it was made pretty clear that they were never a real thing. like imagine if this show was marketed to be about teens coming of age and first loves then the show gives out this shit. but in general what is this shooow? like i know sokka’s first girlfriend turned into the moon but this. this is ‘thats rough buddy’
#the 100#the 100 diaries#finn#clarke#bellamy#raven#murphy#lincoln#high school musical 2#the office#thats rough buddy#finns death
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She-Ra season 5 thoughts and reactions [Spoilers]
Adora’s Dreams???? Is she trying to reconnect her connection to She-ra or smth???
Of course everyone argues about the Heart of Etheria. How can they not
Okay so there was that awkward af dinner scene, but Horde Prime confronting Catra on her feelings for Adora is 👌👌👌
Catra going to meet Glimmer several times. I think we all expected that.
Everyone telling Adora she’s not She-Ra anymore and her feeling needing to be useful... AAAAAAA
When they tied up a clone and he just started blabbering about how Prime is great and all and they’re like “was hordak like this” and Scorpia straight up being like “nah he just said get out a lot” like even Scorpia anknowledges that Hordak was like an angsty emo teen boy
Everyone being like “WTF DO WE DO NOW ADORA ALWAYS MAKES THE PLANS UGH”
Entrapta... good old entrapta going apeshit over the tech
Horde Prime really does that huh? Not only does he destroy planets and take their food he keeps their treasures and stuff as his trophies
GLIMMER GO OFF YEAH DON’T LET HIM USE YOU
Horde Prime calling Catra little sister... 😟 hell no you bleached octopus
Scorpia’s impression of Entrapta is so funny like... “Yay! Science! Tech! *crazy hysterical laughing*
ENTRAPTA CAN YOU PLEASE NOT WALK INTO THE WAY OF GIANT DRONES AND BOTS PLEASE ITS A STEALTH MISSION
Mermista taking charge with Adora gone, go for it girl
Scorpia, i love you
“hooray! Oh I take back my hooray. Never mind I reinstate my hooray! Hooray!”
ENTRAPTA SAYING THAT SHE WORKS WITH TECH BETTER THAN PEOPLE AND SHE WANTED TO HELP THEM THRU TECH 😢😢
Those clones really pop out of nowhere huh? They’re just stationed everywhere huh? Like stormtroopers.
Shadow Weaver, you tsundere. You still have an attachment to Micah as your student
That one clone who’s neck just snapped and twisted (with all the great sound effects, yay!) 😨
Okay so Prime can see and talk thru all his clones... shoulda seen that coming
Hordak??? Hordak is that you
Catra straight up telling Hordak that it’s reassuring to see a familiar face even if they weren’t on the best of terms... 🥺
Is Hordak starting to remember?? Is he gonna remember Entrapta aaaaaaaaaaa come on pls
Adora taking them all to the place in her dream... wow somethings up y’all
UH WHERE IS MADAME RAZZ IN ALL THIS?????????
Going to save Glimmer... good luck y’all are seriously gonna need it
Micah pretending to be She-Ra was so funny I don’t know why
Oh so Prime can’t track First Ones tech... thank god
Wow remember when I said Hordak might be remembering?? Haha we just got the rug pulled out from under us
The Horde clones are a literal fucking cult and their chanting is seriously unnerving like wow Noelle props to making it unsettling
Aaaaaaaaand Hordak was reset again (in a weirder way too with that bathtub of whatever the fuck is in there) think he’ll somehow remember again? Entrapta my girl I’m counting on you
Entrapta naming the ship Darla... I’m getting Emily vibes
CATRA GETTING FLASHBACKS OF HER AND ADORA AS KIDS JUST RIP MY HEART OUT WHY DON’T YOU 🥺😭
Okay but does Prime have no cameras or anything??? He’s got clones and advanced tech but no cameras or scanners in his own ship?? Probably bc his clones are his cameras or smth
CATRA APOLOGIZING AND SAYING SHE WANTS TO DO SOMETHING GOOD WHEN SHE SAVES GLIMMER... WOAH 😭
They really gave us Swift Wind feels huh? They really did that to us
Scorpia saying that Kyle told her he has a crush on Rogelio... awww
The Star siblings are so sweet. Also Adora stop eating all their food
Bow just helping and protecting Glimmer even tho he’s still mad at her... 😊🥰
SHE-RA?!?!?????? She-ra is that you
Adora saying she wants to go back for Catra and that she needs her... 😭😭😭
One of the episodes is literally named “Save the Cat” like 😂😂😂
BRAINWASHED CATRA AAAAAA NO TF
Somehow I knew that Prime was probably gonna brainwash Catra but actually seeing it is something else
Okay but Wrong Hordak..., crying, no idea what to do, really innocent just trying his best don’t hurt him
So the clones and Prime use a hive mind... cool coolcoolcool
Horde Prime uses vessels??? He just jumps in from one body to the other??? He can do that??? Literally if he does that to any of the rebellion people I’ll drag him out of there with my bare hands
Excuse me??? Horde Prime knew the First Ones???? He destroyed them????? HORDE PRIME DESTROYED THE FIRST ONES WHAT
Adora fighting Catra,,,, AGAIN
Catra slowly remembering ONLY FOR PRIME TO SCREW IT UP AND INTERFERE THAT DIRTY PIECE OF-
New She-Ra form
NEW SHE-RA FORM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NEW CLOTHES NEW POWERS NEW SWORD
WHERE TF DID IT COME FROM THO???????
They better have a good explanation of this and not just some asspull don’t do us dirty that way
Then screwing over Horde Prime and wrecking his shit. NICE 👍👏👏👏
OH MY GOD HORDAK FINDING ENTRAPTA’S PINK “LUVD” CRYSTAL AND GOING “Entrapta?” OHHHHH BOY WE GON GET SOME NOW
Everyone on the ship just dealing with stuff. Wrong Hordak continues to be the nicest person yet.
Micah is so funny he’s just like I want some cake and Frosta’s like UGH and he’s just like “Do kids not like cake anymore???”
Elberon. Hoooo boy that was weird and fucked up. Goosebumps. Honestly they should’ve seen it from a mile away that something was up
AAAAAAAAAH SPINNERELLA NOOOOOOOO
Catra’s new hair without the helmet is really nice. Kinda like her past being cut away and moving towards the future. I see she’s back with draping herself all over Adora and annoying her
Secret Underwater Party Adventure literally what
Scorpia’s song ❤️💖❤️... hot DAMN girl you are AMAZING and VALID and I STAN YOU
Glad to see the underwater people are doing great in these trying times
That montage of people with a grudge against Sea Hawk and Mermista beating them up is so fucking funny like “ANYONE ELSE WHO’S BOAT YOU’VE SET ON FIRE??!?”
DOUBLE TROUBLE?!!??!1?!1!??!???
Ironically DT was lying when they said Adora’s in space with a sword fighting but they didn’t know that’s what’s actually happening asdfjdn
Oh my god Mermista have you been chipped too
Literally everyone has been chipped so I guess no one’s safe idk what I was think. ing. 🤷♀️
How do those chips even work?? Does someone just slap it on the back of someone’s neck and that’s it?
EVEN MICAH’S BEEN TAKEN CONTROL OF?!?
That’s one heck of an anniversary....
Okay, Krytis gives me Krypton vibes. Anyone else??? It’s a planet, some superbeing’s weakness, and the name. Also it’s like, destroyed/abandoned has no life on it
Catra and the gang with their antics... she’s clearly not used to their carefree improvising ... laughing ... awww 😊 ~
Castaspella where have YOU been the whole time??
“How is it we’ve lost so many fine members of the rebellion yet we’re still stuck with you?” WOW Not holding back anything huH
Castaspella why are you even still wearing those longass robes and that cape
MAGIC??!? THAT’S THE SECRET??? THAT- actually makes sense. Prime uses science and tech so magic is something that’s probably out of his depth
Someone get me a shapeshifting cat please Melog is so cool
Wrong Hordak you’ve found your own truth go for it you spunky little boi
“Brother, I hope you too are full of love for Horde Prime and have no crippling doubt eating at your soul” GOLD. COMEDY GOLD I TELL YOU
HORDAK REMEMBERING THE ENTRAPTA RAINBOW SCENE AAAAAAAA
That montage where Netossa lists everyone’s weaknesses is so funny, Catra’s just like “I’m different. I’m a real threat.” Then Netossa just. Sprays her with water. Like. Wow.
Even in this troubling time, dad jokes persist. This is awesome. George and Lance have their priorities sorted well. Bow is so done with it 😆
HORDE PRIME WAS THERE IN PERSON THE WHOLE TIME?!
Literally what?????????? The heart can be taken WITHOUT SHE-RA???? Horde Prime ain’t screwing around babeyyyyy
Scorpia.... don’t lose to it AAA 🥺🥺🥺 and Perfuma is so positive and does the Fairy Tail thing where she believe in her friends no matter what
Shadow Weaver, the only one using actual logical deduction in the team while everyone else panics and makes puns
Okay Shadow Weaver’s speech to Adora might sound cruel but it’s actually logical and truthful. She’s being honest.
ENTRAPDAK REUNION. YES. YESYES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MY SPOP OTP HAS RETURNED HORDAK STILL BEING ANGSTY
“YOUR IMPERFECTIONS ARE BEAUTIFUL” Entrapta you’re killin me
Glimmer’s first meeting with Micah and THIS is how it goes?!? Wow
“Adora it doesn’t always have to be you!!” That gives me so many feels bc it’s kinda true
CATRA STOP RUNNING AWAY FROM YOUR PROBLEMS DON’T DO THAT THIS TIME YOU’VE COME SO FAR NOW NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
“Adora doesn’t want me! Not like I want her” number one that’s so sad, number two NO, number three GURL ADORA DOES WANT YOU BACK LIKE THAT SHE LOVES YOU
Entrapta girl, you can do it you spunky little gremlin
The memories,,, AaAAAaaaaaAAaAAAAA
Glimbowww!!!! Glimbow Glimbow Glimbow!
“You’re worth more that what you can give to other people. You deserve love too.” OH MY GOD THAT IS SUCH A GOOD AND POSITIVE MESSAGE TO GIVE NOT JUST TO ADORA BUT TO PEOPLE IN REAL LIFE
GLIMMER comin in to SAVE THE DAYAY and Seahawk ,, 🤣🤣🤣😂🤣😂😂😂 you’re the highlight of these moments I swear 😂🤣😂
“My oldest enemy”?? Does he mean She-Ra or the First Ones? also WHAT is that giant green tentacle monster
THE LITTLE ENTRAPTA LOGO ON HER SCANNERS AND TECH THAT IS SO CUTE
KYLE AND ROGELIO AND LONNIE ARE STILL TOGETHER AND THEY’VE ADOPTED IMP AWWWWW AAAAAA
George and Lance are so proud of their son ~
Shadow Weaver !!!!!!! AAAAA AND TAKING OFF THE MASK and then just. FUCKIN G DYING??!!!??? SHADOW WEAVER YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO GIVE ME THESE FEELS AT THE END
Double Trouble you little shit
Holee shit, THAT is the heart??? It looks like empty cubes or shapes or something...
GO HORDAK GO OFF
DID HE JUST KILL PRIME???? YES!!!
Oh shit, nevermind, they are a hive mind after all,,, ........ FUCK
CATRA GOING “I LOVE YOU I ALWAYS HAVE”
CATRADORA KISS
CATRADORA KISS
CATRADORA KISS
THEY GLOWED AND TURNED RAINBOW GAY RIGHTS
THEY PLAYED CATRA AND ADORA’S SOUNDTRACK IN THEIR BIG MOMENT
Hordak’s memory with baby Adora??? Like adorable????
ENTRAPDAK REUNION AAAAAAA THE HUG
“HI I’M DAD” WOW
ALL THE REUNIONS
Mermista’s just like slightly unsettled by Entrapdak. Begone Antis.
Literally Madame Razz have you been just walking around and dusting stuff
WHAT A BEAUTIFUL ENDING WHAT A GOOD WAY TO END THE SHOW HOLY SHIT WOW
All of my ships have become canon this season Catradora Glimbow Entrapdak Seamista thank you Noelle MY CROPS ARE WATERED MY SKIN CLEARED MY DEPRESSION CURED MY HOPE RESTORED THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO WORKED ON SPOP I AM BLESSED
#spop#she ra#my thoughts#she ra and the princesses of power#she ra season 5#liveblog#wOW#text post#yeah#still im so happy for my ships#all the love confessions were so good like#I love you#WOW BEAUTIFUL#got nothing to lose so just spilling all the feelings out there huh
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can you do some with nova and adrian in the house with hugh & simon like in archenemies
soo...I tried. im terrible at writing adults for whatever reason. also, im sorry bc I used this as self indulgence and basically continued a previous tiny group of fics that I plan to keep adding on to
anyway, this is nodrian house hunting, basically. that's it.
Nova’s hands curled tighter around her mug as thunder and lightning disrupted the steady downfall of rain. She shifted closer to Adrian underneath the blanket they were sharing to get a better look at the new image he pulled up on his tablet.
“Two bedroom, one bathroom,” he read off, scrolling down to look at the description of the apartment. “Sun filled updated condo in a great location...completely renovated kitchen...front porch and fenced in back patio…” He nodded, lips pursed.
Nova sipped her tea, enjoying its warmth. “Square footage?”
“Just over one thousand.” Adrian scrolled back up to the pictures included with the condo. Nova nearly choked on her drink.
“Great skies, Adrian. You said you were looking for an apartment, not a house.”
Adrian began swiping through the photos. “This is a condo, Nova. It’s just the first floor, not both.”
“Well, they’re charging quite a bit for just the first floor.” Nova leaned in front of her to set the mug down on the coffee table.
They were sitting in the living area of Adrian’s home, looking for a place for Adrian to call his own due to the many circumstances including privacy. When Adrian had first mentioned house hunting after he returned from his Africa trip, they had planned on meeting at Nova’s place to keep away from the prying eyes of Simon and Hugh, Adrian’s nosy dads. However, they hadn’t planned on the heating system to stop working throughout the entire apartment complex during a week of storms, so they agreed to just meet at Adrian’s house and keep it low key. Lucky for them, Simon and Hugh had been gone for the better part of the day, running errands and working with other Renegades to rebuild the system. Neither of them held the knowledge that their former worst enemy and current girlfriend of their son was cuddled up next to him on their couch in the middle of their living room, doing the most domestic thing on the planet. Max, who was just in the early stages of his teen years, was locked away in his room with his video games. He had been in the living area when Nova came over, but immediately fled to the safety of his bedroom to ‘avoid gross couple-y things’.
“I don’t mind going a little over budget.” Adrian shrugged nonchalantly. “The kitchen is actually really nice for a condo. Lots of light. New appliances. I think this is in one of those old neighborhoods that they’re trying to bring back to life.”
Nova raised an eyebrow. “A little over budget is a few thousand. Your price ranger is under one-fifty. This is almost three hundred, Adrian.”
“I’m well aware.” Adrian shot her a look, eyes glinting in amusement. He pressed a kiss to her temple. “The yard’s too small anyway.” He exited out of the condo and went back to the main list.
“Now you want a yard?” Nova shifted to face him better. The blanket twisted with her. “What are you going to do? Adopt a dog?”
“I might.” Adrian glanced at her again, this time quicker than the last.
After a few minutes of scrolling, he opened up another listing. Nova resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This one was a house. Or, as the description read, single family home. “What are you going to do with a two story house, Adrian Everhart? With three bedrooms?” Upon closer examination of the description, she blinked in confusion. “Buddy. This isn’t even in Gatlon.”
“Would you like to do the searching for me?” Adrian offered her the tablet jokingly, although she could tell he was a little miffed from the tight set of his shoulders. Nova wanted to shrink back into the blanket, but she refused to.
“I just want to know why you’re looking at places bigger and more expensive than you mentioned before. Not to mention that they don’t really look like a first home for a twenty year old planning to live by himself.”
Adrian set the tablet back down in his lap. “Maybe I don’t plan to live by myself.”
Nova gave him a long look, which he returned. “And who’s going to be living with you? Oscar and Ruby are getting married, so that rules out him. One of your old friends?”
“Well, maybe I plan to live by myself at first,” Adrian paused, “but it never hurts to be prepared for the future.” He went quiet after that and tore his eyes from Nova’s. As he returned to the main list, it struck Nova, turning her cheeks a dark color.
“Adrian-”
“Look, here’s an apartment. Two bedroom, one bathroom, in the price range and in Gatlon.”
She rested her hand on his neck, forcing him to turn his head back to face her.
“What?” He feigned being oblivious, but Nova saw through it.
“Adrian,” she started again, biting her lip. “We don’t know what’s in the future. We haven’t even been together for six months yet.”
“I don’t need six months to know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Nova.”
It was Nova’s turn to fall silent. Her eyes fell to the tablet, with the apartment Adrian had pulled up. It was hideous, judging from the first photo. Definitely not Adrian’s style.
Nova couldn’t deny that she had thought of what life would be like if she and Adrian stayed together long enough to make a huge decision like moving in together. But every time that her mind brought it up, it terrified her. Almost her whole life had been spent alone, even when she lived in the subway tunnels with the Anarchists. Even now, when she had been spending the past two years surrounded by people and building relationships that had previously been made up of lies. She lived alone, she made all her own decisions, she worked independently among a group of people. The last time she hadn’t truly been alone was before her family was killed.
Sure, since she had started dating Adrian, for real, some of those things were altered. She began to be more open and friendly (because Adrian told her that she gave off a ‘I’m-better-than-everyone-else’ bitch vibe whenever she kept to herself), and she was more open to collaborating. But none of those were as big as changing her whole living situation by moving in with Adrian. Moving in with Adrian would mean exposing herself and trusting him in the rawest ways possible. Not that she didn’t already trust him. She trusted him with her life. But this was a different kind of trust, and she didn’t know if she was ready for it. For now, at least. So she told him.
“But things could change later,” Nova said quickly, upon seeing Adrian’s face fall. “And...I guess you’re right. It doesn’t hurt to prepare for the future.” To reassure him, she tilted her head up and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
Adrian reached for her hand, entwining their fingers together. “So, what you’re saying is that you’re not against moving in together one day?”
“I’m not saying no,” Nova corrected, although the corner of her mouth began to twitch at the change in mood.
A grin painted itself on Adrian’s face, and he leaned forward, cupping Nova’s face and pressing his lips to hers, not quite as gentle as before.
“I love you,” he murmured, tracing his thumb just underneath her ear.
“I love you, too.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again. As Adrian slowly moved his hands to her waist to pull her into his lap, the tablet slid to the ground with a thud that neither of them heard.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, wrapped up in each other’s embrace, kissing slowly and savoring the moment, when a click came from the front of the house, followed by the sound of a door opening.
Upon hearing the voices of Adrian’s dads, calling to Adrian and Max that they were home, Nova’s eyes flung open, meeting Adrian’s panicked ones. She all but leaped from his lap, nearly falling to the ground in her struggle to unwrap her legs from where they were previously situated around his waist. Adrian reached for the fallen tablet and straightened his collar, which was slightly disturbed. Nova pushed herself to the other end of the couch, and reached up to make sure her hair wasn’t tussled.
Adrian loved playing with her hair, she had come to learn since starting their relationship. Whether it was when they were just spending time together or an hour long of kissing and cuddling, he liked to have his hands in her hair. Because of that, her hair tended to be messy after their dates. And not just unbrushed messy; it made it clearly obvious that Nova had been doing questionable things with someone. That someone being Adrian.
His dads entered the room, Hugh leading, and paused when they saw Nova sitting next to their son on the couch, both trying to keep their breathing steady. Simon was the first to break the silence with a smile.
“We didn’t know Adrian was having you over, Nova. It’s nice to see you.”
Nova managed to smile back, eyes flickering between him and Hugh. “Uh...yeah. It’s good to see you, too.”
Hugh, who remained quiet, had been wary of Nova ever since her identity had been revealed years ago. While they were on friendlier terms, he still exercised caution around her, and he still held a bit of a grudge against her for everything she did to his family. Which he was allowed to hold. Just as she was allowed to hold a grudge against him for all the times he had wronged her. Despite the fact that both parties had apologized for wrongdoings against the other. Perhaps one day, they would find a compromise that would put the past behind them. Today was not that day, for obvious reasons.
Simon cleared his throat, glancing at their set up, made of blankets, pillows, and hot drinks. It was practically screaming evidence that he and Hugh were interrupting a date. “So...what are you two up to?”
Nova exchanged a quick glance with Adrian. “Apartment hunting,” he stated plainly, holding up the tablet to show them. “I, uh, asked Nova the other day to help me out. She actually has a knack for real estate.”
Nova nodded, maybe a little too enthusiastically. “Yeah! Who knew, right?”
“Any luck?” Hugh finally spoke, strolling over to the couch to peer over Adrian’s shoulder. Nova tensed.
“Not really.” Adrian laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck and readjusting his glasses. “At least, not in the city.”
“What about the suburbs?”
“Nova doesn’t think it’s wise to buy a house at my age.” Adrian’s tone was light, meant to come across as joking, but Nova still felt a wave of guilt roll through her when Hugh’s eyes laid on her again.
“Well, it’s not like you have to listen to me,” Nova retorted, looking down. “I’m just here for suggestions.”
She nearly jumped when the couch shifted with the weight of Captain Chromium settling into it, creating a barrier between her and Adrian. Simon caught her eye as he sat down as well, although in the armchair beside the couch; his look was sympathetic. Nova tried to hide her blush.
“You see, the key to narrowing it down…” Hugh went off onto a lecture on house hunting, going full out and using his hands for emphasis. Nova watched as Adrian nodded along, clearly uncomfortable, compared to not twenty minutes before when they were snuggled up together.
“Well, I guess I should be going.” Nova stood to leave, only for Hugh to push her back down. She had to restrain from glaring at him. She was already on thin ice with this man.
“This is important for you to hear as well, Nova. You may learn a thing or two.”
The smug look Adrian gave her almost made her throw a pillow at his face, just to wipe away the smile.
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Hii Uhm I’m going through some shit rn about an abusive (not physically) ex and I’m really down could I ask you to write a Drabble of Lou and H comforting their queer son over a boy? With H as pop/papa and Lou as Dad. It would make me love you to the moon and back twice. Bc I already love you to the moon and back❤️ doesn’t have to be too long :)
alright my friend here we go! featuring your other requests of a sweet boy named Holden around 19 years old coming home from uni heartbroken and being comforted by his wonderful loving parents Harry and Louis. i hope you enjoy it, lovely! ❤️ :’)
“How is he?” Harry whispers from the upstairs hallway, keeping his voice low as he leans into his husband.
Louis sighs, shaking his head as he glances across the hall at their son’s closed bedroom door. “He doesn’t want to talk about it. I’ve knocked twice already and I don’t want to crowd him or anything but…I’m really worried about him, H.”
Their nineteen year old son, who last they heard was having a brilliant time at uni, had shown up at their door step completely unannounced in the middle of the night. And at first, Harry and Louis were thrilled that their son came home to them, but when they noticed the heavy bags pulling at Holden’s usually bright blue eyes, now red rimmed and horribly puffy, they immediately grew with concern.
Holden said all around five words to them before bolting upstairs to his room, locking the door behind him. It’s completely out of character for him, he’s usually so open and forthcoming with his parents. Harry and Louis have never had a hands-off approach to parenting, and they pride themselves on having real, honest relationships with all of their kids.
And out of all three of their children, Holden has always been the most transparent about how he’s feeling. He’s the sweetest kid, a bit goofy at times, possessing the same silly streak as his father, but still so gentle and kindhearted. As their oldest and only son, Holden is incredibly responsible and fiercely protective over his younger sisters, always an active and lively presence in the house when he’s at home and to see him so drawn from his usual self is starting to take a heavy toll on his parents.
“I know babe, I’m worried too.” Harry pulls his bottom lip through his teeth anxiously. “He’s been locked in there for hours—is it wrong that I want to kick the door down just to see if he’s alright?”
“If you don’t do it, I’m about to.” Louis decides, sounding perfectly serious. “It’s his fucking dick of a boyfriend, I know it.”
“Louis.” Harry turns to him.
“What, Harry?” Louis protests. “You hate him too. He’s a total ass and we never liked him.”
“But to be fair, we’ve never actually met him either.”
No, they haven’t met the kid, but from the way Holden described him in passing one time, Louis already knew he was trouble. Holden hadn’t said much about him, illusive in the way he spoke, evasive when it came to details, which was already a clear indication of the quality of the relationship. Every parent wants the very best for their child, that’s a given, but from the moment Holden briefly mentioned him, Louis knew his son deserved better.
“It doesn’t matter.” Louis grumbles, frowning as he continues to stare at the closed door, biting his lip with worry.
“Lou, we don’t know for sure…” Harry tries, wrapping Louis up in his arms. “Maybe he’s just overwhelmed about school or something?”
“Harry…” Louis glances up at him, eyes serious.
Harry sighs heavily then, mirroring the trepidation in Louis’ eyes, already knowing his husband is right.
“Of course I don’t want it to be true, I don’t want to be right. Who wants to hear about how some punk ass kid broke their child’s heart?” Louis’ expression is saddened as he speaks, voice quiet. “And you know he was so gone for that boy…it’s his first real boyfriend—I just don’t want to see him hurting…”
“I know, baby.” Harry nods just as sadly, pulling Louis in closer to his chest. “At least he came home to us.” He tries to look for the positive. “He could have gone anywhere and if he came home, he must feel the safest here.”
“Do something, Harry please…” Louis begs, holding Harry’s hand with both of his. “We can’t leave our baby alone in there, he needs us. Even if he doesn’t know it.”
Harry leans in to press a long, reassuring kiss to Louis’ forehead, trying to ease his worries as best he can. He tugs at Louis’ hand, crossing the short spans of hallway to their son’s room together.
“Holden?” Harry calls gently, knuckles hitting the wood of the door. He keeps his voice even, but impossibly warm and so filled with love. “Hey little H, can we maybe talk for a second?”
“I don’t really want to talk right now, Papa…” A quiet, timid voice comes through the door. It sounds nothing like Holden’s usual bubbling voice and Louis absolutely hates it. And then there’s a sniffle, teary and heavy and awful and Louis swears to god, he’s only half a second from busting the goddamn door down.
Harry squeezes Louis’ hand tighter and Louis knows he shares a similar sentiment, features pulled by creased, worried lines. “Ok…we don’t have to talk just yet…” He answers softly. “We only want to know if you’re ok.”
“We’re just worried about you, Holden…please…” Louis tries, crowded against Harry by the door. “Are you ok, love?”
There’s a long pause that stretches on far longer than either Louis or Harry can reasonably handle, but it’s the small, distant and horribly broken-hearted, “No…” that comes from the other side that really does them in.
Louis and Harry exchange the same exact look, a look of total concern and distress over their child.
“Oh sweetheart, please let us in.” Harry begs, doing a horrible job of keeping the raw desperation out of his tone, but Louis can’t rightly blame him. “You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, I promise…just let us in…”
Another quiet moment stretches on, Harry and Louis practically becoming nearly one with the bedroom door, pressed closely against it as they wait for any signs of life or movement.
And when Holden finally does open the door, Louis wastes not a single moment barreling into the room, pulling his son in for the tightest, warmest hug he can manage.
“Ugh Dad, you’re so embarrassing, god…” Holden tries to protest, as any teenage boy would, but he isn’t actually fighting the comfort in any way, instead burying his head further against Louis’ chest and squeezing him tightly.
“I know, I’m so embarrassing.” Louis nods knowingly, pressing a kiss to his boy’s mess of curls. “I’ll always be embarrassing over you, no matter how old you get.”
Harry huddles in close to rub soothing patterns to Holden’s back and when the tears inevitably start to fall down his cheeks, Harry’s right there to softly brush them away.
They hold their eldest child, who seems to have been far from home for far too long, they hold him until the saltwater tracking his face begins to slow, until he feels totally safe again.
“I’ve missed you guys.” Holden admits through a whisper.
“I know, H…we’ve missed you too.” Harry tells him. “The house is never the same when you’re gone.”
“It’s way too quiet and there’s no one here to help me anymore when I can’t get my computer to work.” Louis admits as lightheartedly as he can manage.
It’s small, but Holden cracks a little smile at that, further burying his head against Louis.
“Ready to tell us what happened, love?” Louis asks, pulling back just enough to see his face.
“Not really but…” He swipes at his teary eyes and slowly nods his head. “Ok.”
They settle onto Holden’s bed, Harry and Louis flanking him on either side with their arms draped around their son’s shoulders like a cocoon. It could potentially be argued that as parents, he and Harry are far too affectionate, but they wouldn’t dare change a thing.
“You want the whole story?” Holden peeks up at them.
“If you can talk about it, we only want to help you.” Harry says.
“Ok…but…you can’t get mad.” Holden pleads, looking up with wide eyes still lined in red. “It’s hard enough as it is.”
They both nod their heads, vowing to remain as neutral as possible. Even though it’s nearly impossible with the tempers he and Harry have, brought on by any sign of harm to their children.
“I um…well—remember when I told you about James…” Holden starts off slowly, avoiding eye contact with either of them.
Louis tenses automatically and he can feel his husband do the same, both of them already weary of how this story is going to go because both of them already have their opinions of James. It’s the same opinion really, the only opinion, that he’s a fucking prick. But still Louis reminds himself to just let his son talk, not to jump to conclusions and most of all not to lose control of his emotions.
“I never really told you but…we met at a party…my first uni party and I wasn’t even going to go, but I dunno? I feel like I never really do the ‘cool’ thing so I went.” Holden explains nervously, pushing a hand through his flopping curls. “So um yeah, he was there and—he’s popular, like, so popular. Everyone knows him, he’s like the unofficial king of the school or something. I didn’t think he would notice me…I mean he can have whoever he wants but…I dunno…when he saw me, he didn’t look away. He watched me the whole night long and eventually he came over and we started talking—just casually, you know? And I don’t quite remember everything…I drank a lot…because he said I should and I can never hold my alcohol properly, but I really wanted to impress him, so I did it anyway.”
What a fucking predator, Louis thinks to himself, hardly able to control his growing anger and when he glances over at Harry, his furrowed expression indicates he feels the same. Harry glances at Louis, wordlessly expressing his frustration.
Not to be those dads, who are always boasting about their kids, but their son is gorgeous, growing taller everyday with a heap of light brown golden curls on his head and freckles dusting his cheekbones and a wonderfully lopsided smile. But at the same time, he’s so very innocent and genuine in his interactions with people, completely trusting of just about everyone and he’s the type of boy that gives pieces of himself away blindly, wearing his big heart on his sleeve. Holden’s not used to the attention the looks he’s just now starting to grow into will garner, but it’s not at all surprising that the jock of the school noticed him right away.
“After that we started to hang out a lot and he’d invite me to go places with him—places not just anyone can go to and I dunno…I felt special or something.” Holden sighs to himself as though embarrassed about it now. “He was so nice at first…so nice and lovely and sweet, and he said he wanted me to be his and only his and I was really happy because I wanted that too.” His voice starts to get shakier and uncertain as he continues, stuttering every so often. “But t-then he started to get more demanding w-when I didn’t want to do things with him…and he never treated me the same when we were out with his friends. He treated me like…like I wasn’t good e-enough for him and…and…he was always mad at me for s-something—yelling and saying e-everything was my fault even when it wasn’t…and he’d call me things—really h-horrible things…he’d say I was worthless or—”
“He WHAT.” Harry blurts angrily, no longer able to hold back his reactions anymore, clearly recognizing the signs of a toxic relationship.
Holden looks to him and shakes his head, on the verge of tears. “Please don’t, Papa.”
“He didn’t ever hit you, did he?” Harry grits, looking his son in the eye. “Because if he did, I swear to god, I’m going to jail.”
“We both are.” Louis fumes irately. “We’ll make orphans out of you and your siblings right now if that boy even so much as thought about laying a finger on you.”
Holden shakes his head again, but he looks closer and closer to breaking down into tears again and Louis just can’t take it. “N-No, he d-didn’t, I swear…”
Harry’s body language hasn’t relaxed in the slightest and neither has Louis’ for that matter. The very last thing they wanted to hear was that their son had endured such a negative relationship, that he fell victim to the cruel manipulations of an older college boy.
“I know it probably s-sounds ridiculous and naïve…but I…I thought he really l-loved me…” Holden’s lip quivers and his voice wavers and cracks in the worst of ways and he’s breaking down again before anything can be done about it. “And now I f-feel so s-stupid…”
“Oh honey.” Harry pulls him in right away, attempting to shield him away from the pain and hurt he feels. Holden goes easily, curling into his father’s side as he cries. “I’m so sorry, H.”
Louis’ heart aches for his eldest baby, shattered and devastated held together by his father’s arms. It’s only natural that they wants to shield their child from things like this, but unfortunately the older Holden gets, the less either Louis or Harry can do to spare him potential heartbreak.
“And I wish I d-didn’t care about h-him, you know?” Holden cries, eyes squeezed shut against the material of Harry’s jumper. “I w-wish I never f-fell for him at all—I wish I realized s-sooner that he was trouble b-because now it h-hurts more than anything… and, and I d-don’t want to f-feel this way anymore…”
“I know love, I know.” Louis comforts softly, palm held flat to Holden’s back as he rubs it in slow, drawn out circles. “But you know that nothing that he ever said to you was true, right? You’re worth everything, Holden. Everything and more.”
“And anyone who refuses to see that isn’t at all worthy of knowing you.” Harry continues, arms encircled around Holden’s frame.
“But it’s still ok to feel sad right now, it’s ok to acknowledge that you’re hurting. No matter how it happened or what could have gone differently, he broke your heart and as much as you want them to, those feelings don’t always disappear right away.” Louis tells him, still curled close. “I know it hurts now, love, I know and I wish we could make it better for you, make it all go away somehow. But the best thing you can do is learn from this for the next time.”
“There’s never going to be a next time.” Holden decides adamantly, lifting his head just to look Louis in the eyes. “I’m done with love and I’m done with boys forever.”
“You’re as dramatic as your dad.” Harry faintly smiles, tracing the side of Holden’s cheek.
“I’m not being dramatic, it’s the truth!” Holden defends, sitting up a bit more as he swipes his sleeve over his ruddy face. “I can’t risk feeling this again…it fucking sucks—sorry, I didn’t mean to curse.”
“It’s a very appropriate time to curse, I’d say.” Louis offers him a knowing smile. “It does fucking suck and you don’t fucking deserve to feel so fucking awful and fuck James and fuck his popular fucking jock lifestyle and fuck his shitty fucking friends too.”
Holden smiles, breaking into a watery laugh as he looks up appreciatively at Louis.
“But in all seriousness, there’s so much better for you, Holden. I know it’s really hard to believe that right now, because of how heartbroken you feel but it’s the truth.” Harry promises him. “I wouldn’t lie to you, would I?”
“Yes, you would.” Holden teases a bit. “You would if you thought it would make me feel better.”
“Ok, maybe that’s true…” Harry admits with a grin, ruffling his hair. “But I swear I’m not lying, there really is better for you, little H.”
“It’s true.” Louis agrees fully. “You’re so young, Holden and I’m sorry that this happened to you, we both are. But in time you’ll find another one, a better one.”
“And when you find the right one, you’ll wonder why you ever doubted it.” Harry promises in certainty. “They’ll treat you right and they’ll respect you as much as they love you.”
“But how will I know they’re the right one?” Holden questions uncertainly.
“Because you won’t need to even question it.” Louis tells him, speaking from experience. When it’s right, it’s so right and it’s not a feeling that can be countered or questioned, it takes you completely by storm and it’s undeniable in every possibly way.
“Exactly.” Harry smiles softly, eyes warm as he looks over at Louis. “But in the meantime know that we love you, we will always, alwayslove you and you can always come to us with things like this—with anything.”
“I promise we’ll always be just as embarrassing.” Louis grins and Holden cracks the biggest smile he has in the past hour, his hands laced with each of his father’s.
“Our golden Holden boy.”
#😭😭😭#lmao i hope there’s not a tone of mistakes i wrote it in the midst of the night lmaoo#my writing#drabble#abuse tw#anon#avocado asks
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So I am in /desperate/ need of an injured Grantaire because of a bar fight (maybe ‘protecting Enjolras’ honour’ type thing in which he tells some idiot to stop badmouthing his sun) and Enjolras not knowing until he walks in to find Grantaire bleeding all over the place with broken or bruised ribs like ‘it’s nothing’
(Combined bc these prompts are similar!! Ok real talk I love this prompt a lot tho?? I had a lot of fun with this!)
It’s quarter after one and the all the buzz of earlier that evening has died down considerably. The Cafe Musain is relatively calm, quiet with the exception of the slight and quiet chatter of those who remained. It’s nice, and Grantaire is calm.
He takes this time for himself as he walks aimlessly around the area, appreciating life for a moment. Grantaire watches the other happy people, their laughter leaving a warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. There is something so cozy about being inside a warm cafe during a cold winters night and the slight warmth from the one beer he had that night. He thinks about the glee of those surrounding him, and when he heads his way down the stairs ready to walk home, listen to the music along the cobbled pavement, he sees his main source of glee, glowing with all that he is.
Butterflies flutter in his stomach and he feels like he is flowing when he sees bouncy golden curls hunched over a seat. Grantaire can’t help the idiotic, smitten smile that laces his lips as he inches closer to who he wished was his.
Grantaire swings onto the chair next to him with a charming, a little sloppy, grin on his face, prepared to say something sly or playful, when his smile is suddenly wiped off his face when he realises his beloved is not glowing as bright as he usually is.
There’s a few tears falling down his flushed face, a massive contrast against his complexion. Strewn about him is a collection of cans of alcohol. He normally smells of coffee and chocolate cake but now he reeks of what seems like a concoction of Kronenbourg and Guinness.
“Enjolras?” Grantaire immediately says, concerned and alarmed.
Enjolras jumps, only now broken out of his own world. He becomes aware of the world around him and he wipes away his tears quickly, turning to face him with a shaky smile.
“Hey ‘Taire,” He singsongs, but his timbre is wobbly and there’s something behind his eyes that aren’t quite as bright as he intends.
“E..what’s going on sunshine?” Grantaire asks softly, his gaze drifting towards Enjolras’ shaking hands.
Enjolras shakes his head, clearing his throat, but it doesn’t stop his voice from cracking, “Nothing. Nothing. I’m fine.”
“Then why are you drinking so heavily? C'mon E, this isn’t you. We’ve talked about this before; you don’t need to repress your emotions from me, or from anyone. It’s no use bottling it all up. Please talk to me,” Grantaire encourages, there’s a steadiness and firmness to his voice but gentle enough. He knows Enjolras so well. Grantaire eyes his shaking hands again and he gestures towards them.
“Yeah, yeah, you can hold them, a-actually please do,” Enjolras whispers as to keep himself from bursting into tears again. Grantaire reaches in and laces his fingers with Enjolras’s, holding firmly but gently, strong but loving. He tries to ignore the lovesick voice at the back of his head, screeching for more.
Enjolras lets out a shaky breath and nods, gently fiddling with Grantaire’s fingers in a blissfully absentminded way. He subconsciously clings onto Grantaire for support, and the way Enjolras’ fingers brush against his make the butterflies in his stomach wildly dance and his chest soar.
“I just..I’ve had an off day. I just woke up this morning..feeling really blue, you know? I mean, I have them often and it doesn’t really faze me as much now, you know, I was getting through the day. But since I feel so empty I was empty at the meeting earlier and I was lifeless and dull, and pathetic, nothing like a leader should be and I fucked up earlier. Loads of people weren’t listening and I don’t blame them because why would they, and I just feel like I’ve failed miserably and now I’ve tuned the other Amis off the cause because I can’t fucking feel happy and–”
Enjolras can’ tbite back the sob, he slaps a hand over his mouth to stop himself. Grantaire gives his hand a gentle squeeze.
“And to make everything worse I saw two guys from my high school–they’re the sons of my dad’s business partners and they tormented me so many years and they still are–they’re passing through town and they saw me and I could hear them talking about all these horrible and disgusting creepy stuff about me and all these homophobic bullshit and how much of a failure and disgrace I am to my family and now I keep thinking of my father and maybe he was right all along, maybe they are right, maybe they’re–”
Hearing all of the people who have hurt his sunshine made Grantaire’s blood boil. He could feel a fiery passion building up within him, an anger that was begging to be released. Grantaire cups Enjolras’s face and brought it over so they were looking at each other, looking at him intensely.
“They are so wrong about you. You are strong, and brave, beautiful, intelligent..You incredibly bright and talented and the world has to brace itself because you’re here to take it by storm. You are not a disgrace, E. We all love you, we all look up to you. I know you don’t see it but you’re a great leader, because you have bad days, because you have bad days but you persevere and you live for another day. Don’t let anybody take that away from you. And if these guys give you any trouble again, let them know there’s a very angry Grantaire ready to show some fists,” Grantaire promises as he carefully wiped tears away from his face.
Enjolras manages, a chuckle, and he could begin to see a little bit of that bright, spectacular smile again.
Grantaire couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face, “There it is.”
Enjolras leans in to give Grantaire a hug, nuzzling his nose into Grantaire’s hair, whispering a breathy and loving, “Thank you.”
It sent shivers up his spine and he felt like a chilly but somehow cozy winter’s breeze brush against him.
“Lets go home, okay? I’m driving you–you are far too drunk to be walking. You need your rest, Apollo, we’ve got a big day tomorrow,” Grantaire remarks, at hoisting Enjolras onto his feet and slinging his arm over his shoulder, holding him close and he feared the moment he’d have to let go.
Despite all the love and warmth he could feel soaring all throughout him, Grantaire couldn’t quite shake the anger still boiling in his heart and the burning passion for justice for the wrongs done to his sunshine. He could not rest.
“Hey Bossuet! You seen Enjolras?” Grantaire calls out to his friend as he jogs up to him, slightly flustered and out of breath.
“Yeah! He’s just over there, getting ready for the speech–he’ll be on in about 5 minutes so you better get to him now!” Bossuet says quickly as he walks off to get his seat in the audience and watch.
Grantaire nods and heads over to Enjolras who is waiting for his queue to go on. His face is blank, breathing deeply to try and get himself into the right headspace. He’s gathering energy, building up the fire. Creating just the right spark.
And Grantaire knows he hasn’t quite got it.
Enjolras lets out a frustrated sigh and stings his hands anxiously, until he realises Grantaire’s presence.
“Oh! Hey ‘Taire,” Enjolras greets.
“Hey you, how you feeling?” He asks sweetly.
“Not great. I don’t have it, I can’t get the fire started. Yesterday just..kinda extinguished it. I’m not sure if I can get it back,” Enjolras admits quietly.
Grantaire gives him a reassuring smile and holds him by the soldiers firmly, “You’ve got it. It’s right inside you. But you gotta let go of these thoughts and voices and people who are withholding you and your entirety. Once you do that, I know you’ll get it.”
Enjolras smiled softly and kisses Grantaire on the cheek quickly, so sweet that Grantaire could have melted into a puddle. He felt a little bit shaken after that, swept off his feet, light as a feather.
“Think of someone who makes you feel safe.”
With that, Grantaire leaves with a thumbs up and heads towards the audience to watch his beloved. And unbeknownst to him, Enjolras had thought of him the whole time.
When Enjolras steps onto the stage, he’s still a little out of it. And before he can even speak a voice echoes, loud and harsh and cold. It freezes him.
“It’s the fucking disgrace!” A man yells.
Then comes the homophobic comments, the disgusting remarks. The words are like nails against a chalkboard for Grantaire, and it makes his blood boil and he can feel the fire rising in his body and he feels the anger sizzling within him.
Grantaire finds his attention averting towards the noise and ruckus and he finds his target, eyes of venom as he sees the two men guilty of this crime. He has company, Combeferre is glaring and Jehan is too while holding Courfeyrac back.
Enjolras is frozen, and the crowd watches on, a mixture of confusion and pity and discomfort. He sees his sunshine scan the crowd anxiously, he can see the breathing pick up but suddenly like this magnetic inclination, this electric attraction, this connection, they meet eyes.
Enjolras’s gaze locks onto his and suddenly he thaws. He steadies himself with him as his anchor and Grantaire is all he sees. The rest of the world does not exist. The fire is lit.
And Enjolras burns with fire as he speaks, and the crowd roars with him.
The energy is soaring high when the speech finishes. There’s this pulsating adrenaline in the air afterwards, this beautiful high and everyone’s light and breezy, celebrating this victory. This enlightenment.
But Grantaire seethes in his anger, there seems to be a thunder cloud looming above him and the lightning is striking.
Grantaire wishes he could be calm because he wants so badly to find Enjolras and hug him and tell him he told him so, celebrate with his friends, but he can’t quite shake that bitter feeling of injustice stinging at his heart.
He takes a swig of the Kronenbourg he has in his hand and relishes the metallic warmth as it slides down his throat, the heat in his stomach only seeming to progress the fury building within him. Grantaire sits there with himself and his anger, in a world of his own with his fiery thoughts rampaging a storm until he is pulled back to reality with a grating voice that cements him back to this reality.
“What a fucking queer..You know, he’s actually smart, he could have been working for his father at this stage.”
“God yeah, he had it all. He had girls lining up to even talk to him. To be fair he is good looking–he just had to go that way, it’s so disgusting. And he had to pursue that stupid English degree–which is so fucking stupid.”
Grantaire tenses more and more as more and more slurs piled up, until he just couldn’t anymore.
He had reached a breaking point, something inside of him snaps and he loses control.
Grantaire liftshimself off the bar and plonks his beer onto the table, shoving himself off his seat. He pushes through the crowds of people, and as he gets closer and closer he can hear better and the insults get louder and Grantaire gets angrier, picking up pace and his fury builds up onto this climatic crescendo.
He pushes past until he makes it to the table where the two perpetrators sit. Fiery rage ablaze, panting. The two look over at him and raise an eyebrow.
“Who are you?”
And Grantaire’s fists meet their faces.
Grantaire lunges and pounds with fire, he feels this fire come ablaze and spread, he punches with force and he feels the adrenaline pump. It feels great.
Until he is kicked off, and he feels a sharp, stinging pain rise up hid body and he yells out in pain. Firsts come into contact with his face, and he feels the rough and hard bones like concrete against his face. He cries out as a a sharp and tremendous blow explodes by his rib cage, the pain and hurt radiating like tremors throughout his body. Grantaire hisses in pain and spits the metallic taste of blood onto the floor of the bar.
Grantaire groans, unable to pick himself up from the floor, but he manages to look up to see one of the guys standing, looming over him, preparing for the last blow. But before he does he kicks him off balance and lunges, pouncing on him and punching him repeatedly. The two scramble out, limping, leaving Grantaire leeched of all energy and dropping onto the floor.
He can hardly hear the commotion before him because all he can think of is the impending and worsening pain by the second. But through all the madness and noise he can hear a familiar voice calling for him and it sounds like a sweet familiar melody calling him home.
“Grantaire?! Grantaire–’-TAIRE! Oh my god!” Enjolras screams, pushing violently past the ring of people that have crowded around him and he slides onto the floor by his side.
He holds Grantaire up with so much warmth, his touch so loving and secure, like he’s determined to never let him go.
“Oh god, R, I was so scared–I couldn’t find you and–fuck! What’s happened to you?! Where does it hurt?!”
Grantaire gruntsvin pain, reaching out for Enjolras’s hand to cement him back to earth, as a lifeline, squeezing it tight, “My ribs.”
“Oh fuck, why’d you do this?!” Enjolras cries out frantically, placing an arm around him to try and support him.
“For you,” Grantaire chokes out, a few spatters of blood flying from his mouth.
Enjolras freezes, bewildered, confused. “Me..? Why would you..?”
“Because I love you–aaAHH!!” Grantaire yells as his ribs scream out to him, a intemperate scorching pain pulsating throughout his ribs. He cries out in pain, hissing as the pain ravages him.
For a second Enjolras is frozen, but soon after his instincts kick back in and he hoists Grantaire to his feet, away from here, to a place where he can be fixed up again.
“Stay with me sweetheart, you’re going to be fine,” Enjolras repeats over and over as he drives frantically to the hospital, Grantaire groaning out in pain in the backseat, squirming, hissing. He’s not really sure if he’s saying it for Grantaire or for himself.
Grantaire cries out as a new tidal wave of pain comes in with a vengeance and washes all over him. Enjolras bites back his tears, loathing the amount of pain his beloved was in, and how it was because of him.
“You shouldn’t have done this for me,” Enjolras whispers, and it doesn’t quite reach Grantaire and in a way he’s glad it didn’t.
But he can’t quite ignore that persisting feeling within him, the three worded sentence echoing in him repeatedly like a mantra. He doesn’t quite feel like he’s here, like he’s gone on autopilot, because his world has just been shaken and it cannot go back to how it used to be ever again.
Enjolras is not sure how long he’s waited but each moment lasts forever and it feels like he’s known nothing but this torturous limbo.
The ticking clock seems to be taunting him, playing with his heart. He breathes in ragged breaths and wrings his hands anxiously, tapping his foot to a syncopated rapid rhythm. He cannot rest until he knows Grantaire is okay.
He springs up to his feet when the doctor comes out of the room.
“Is he okay?!” Enjolras yelps.
The doctor is taken aback a little, “He will be just fine, sir. He has pretty severely bruised ribs, and quite a few more bruises. He’ll be in a lot of pain for the next few weeks but we’ve loaded him up on some painkillers. You may see him if you wish.”
Enjolras nods quickly and pushes past the doctor to meet Grantaire, sitting up on the bed with an ice pack pressed against his cheek.
The sight of him–his blackened eye, bruises face, scratches and swollen all over, in pain, brought him to tears.
Enjolras bit back the sob that threatened to leave him, and he aggressively swiped the incoming tears from his eyes.
“What the fuck?! Why did you do that?!” He cried out, angry, shaky, trying not to succumb to his tears.
“What? Because–E, they were disrespecting you!”
“And so?! You didn’t have to! Leave them be–they will always disrespect me, it didn’t do anything, did it? Now you’re hurt without reason! Don’t fucking do that!”
“Without reason?! You are reason enough, E! Do you not appreciate what I’ve done?!”
“No! No I don’t! I do not appreciate you bloodied and screaming in pain my arms, I do not appreciate the anxiety and fear taking over me in fear id lose you! I do not appreciate my heart pounding out of my chest in a rush to make you okay again!”
Grantaire softened, “E..”
Enjolras couldn’t help the tears flowing freely now, “You don’t understand. You don’t understand, seeing you hurt hurts me.”
Grantaire sighs heavily, “Of course I understand. You don’t understand why I did it. You should’ve seen your eyes. You are sunshine, Enjolras. You’re radiant. You glow. Yesterday you were full, dark, like all the life and light had been sucked out of you. You were empty and it hurt me too. I couldn’t let it happen ever again, because I..i..”
A silence fell upon them.
And suddenly Enjolras leans in and his lips collides against his, sparks flying between them in this wonderfully electric connection. He can feel a fire, a blazing fire full of life. Grantaire is glowing.
Enjolras pulls away, “I-I’m sorry, I..”
Before he could speak any further Grantaire pullsback in, grabbing by his shirt and kissing him like it would be his last, letting the warmth rush through him once again. He shivers as Enjolras puts his hands through his hair, and it’s like the air has locked into place for the first time really.
“I-I’m sorry to interrupt..” A nurse calls out with embarrassment.
The two quickly pull away in shock, looking at each other with bewilderment until they end up in giggles.
Enjolras straightens up, unable to wipe the stupid grin off his face, “Sorry. I’ll..be on my way.”
He gets up to leave, but not without giving Grantaire one of those beautiful smiles that melt him all over.
“How’re you feeling, sir?”
“I don’t know m'am, like I’m a lot lighter.”
“It must be the concussion–”
“No m'am, I think it might be my heart.”
#enjolras#grantaire#enjoltaire#les mis#les miserables#exr#e/r#courfeyrac#combeferre#aaron tveit#george blagden#les mis 2012#sickfic#angst#injury#hurt/comfort#sickfic prompts#les mis fic#enjoltaire fic#hurt grantaire
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A+ (High School AU!) Special Ending for 400 Followers!
category: FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF, and little bit crack
pairing: eunwoo X reader
note: hi guys! i would like to thank you all for supporting me as i dive into the world of writing on tumblr and express myself through cheesy ASTRO scenarios. we hit 400 followers! WOOT WOOT! so to celebrate, i prepared a special secret ending thus continuing the life (Y/N) and Eunwoo have after reuniting in Korea... i love A+ so much and a wave of nostalgia hit me when i typed the title :') so yeah this is gonna be extra fluffy bc i know how much you guys love fluff <3 tyty ily hope u enjoy and continue to watch me grow here :) (also, if you haven't read the rest of my A+ series yet then please do before you read this chapter because it'll make everything better)
warnings: toddler giraffe sanha and embarrassing teacher names
"Sanha you take that back right now!"
Sanha stuck his tongue out at Eunwoo and continued to jump on the couches while chanting, "I love Mommy better than Daddy!"
"You little piece of shi-"
"Eunwoo! We're going to be late! Also, no cussing in this house!" you rushed into the kitchen with a blazer on, hair tied back, and your dress shoes halfway on your foot.
He sighed in defeat and grabbed his car keys not before so obviously checking you out. "You look amazing babe," he genuinely complimented and kissed your forehead cutely. Your lips curled up as you returned his kiss with a small peck on his lips.
"Ever since we got married, you look a million times better as a husband." you shyly remarked. Although you two were now grown adults who have fully matured, you still can't help but feel shy whenever Eunwoo praises you.
Your husband couldn't control his huge grin on his face for he kept on trying to bite his lip to stop it.
"And you look sexier as my wife," he threw you his cheeky wink that he never stopped using on you since high school.
Alarmed, you quickly covered his mouth with your hands. "Sanha might hear!" you hissed.
He rolled his eyes and took your hands off his face, "Before we literally made out on the kitchen counter while he was sleeping in the living room, and remember that time we-"
Blushing, you put Eunwoo into a headlock so you could silence his forbidden words. Whilst doing this, you called out Sanha's name to inform him that it was time to go.
He came running in with a monkey plushie wrapped around his neck and a striped t-shirt with ketchup stains on. Although only being in kindergarten, he was taller than most toddlers and was extremely playful.
"Sanha... are you sure about wearing that? It's your first day of school and people will think you're messy. Don't you wanna impress some of your classmates?" Eunwoo advised while looking him over judgmentally. You scoffed inside at how your husband treated Sanha like one of his best friends and had very normal conversations with him. One time you caught Eunwoo trying to make a bet with Sanha about which basketball team would win. Hilariously though, Sanha ended up winning and Eunwoo owed him an unlimited amount of bedtime stories and a dog in the future.
Sanha crossed his short arms over his chest, "Well Mommy told me that the first day she met you, you-"
"Okay, time to go!" Eunwoo started clapping his hands and held the door open for you two.
You looked down to your adorable and tall son and ruffled his hair. His wide brown eyes greatly resembled a beagle which you absolutely adored. Although it was vain, you truly felt that your son was the cutest kid in the world. He clung onto your arm as you two exited the house and headed to the garage. As you all stepped into the car and buckled your seat belts, you asked your son if he was nervous for his first day
"Nope."
"You'll probably miss us by a lot~" Eunwoo teased while helping Sanha who was struggling at buckling his seatbelt in.
"I'll miss mommy, not you though."
Shooting him a glare, your solemn husband started up the engine while murmuring swears under his breath. You laughed at the scene, "Sanha, apologize to your dad."
"Sorry daddy..." he regretfully mumbles while looking down shamefully.
"Yeah you better be sorr-"
You jabbed Eunwoo's shoulder and he winced in pain.
"Fine... I accept your apology."
Sometimes it felt like you were raising two children-waitno- monkeys. They would be constantly bickering and roasting eachother but after calling eachother rascals you would find them playing together with action figures and cuddling while watching a movie together. A love-hate relationship was a good term to call it, except the hate was all just jokingly playing around. A complicated/problematic couple was an even better term to call it.
When you all arrived at the kindergarten at last, you realized that it had been YOU who was nervous as hell. As a new parent, it was difficult trying to adapt to the new responsibilities and tasks. Since your son was finally going to school, anxiety was washing over your mind as you were worried about him not making friends, the teachers not liking him or you, misbehavior in class, all those sorts of things.
A reassuring hand clasped yours which snapped your mind back to the present. Eunwoo was staring at you with a calm weather swarming in his eyes. Through his eyes, he was telling you that it will be okay, everything is fine, and that you shouldn't worry.
You squeezed his hand back and offered a small smile. At times like this is when you loved Eunwoo the most. He saved your life from despair, from your toxic mother, horrible life, and basically everything you thought you could handle yourself. He showed you that it's okay to depend on someone for once. Although you couldn't do much for him but offer him your love, he was more than grateful for you to exist.
Your whole family (you still can't help but squirm in happiness at calling you three a FAMILY) exited the car and held hands with eachother. With Sanha in the middle, you never noticed how much he has actually grown.
"Sanha, you're so tall now!" you praised and pet his head.
"You're our mischievous giraffe," Eunwoo sang.
In the midst of walking across the parking lot, a group of ladies were suddenly rushing towards you three and crowding around in a circle.
"O-Oh my god... are you Cha Eunwoo?!"
"I love your songs so much can I get a picture?"
"Wow you're so much handsome in real life..."
"Oh my gosh you're sooo attractive!"
Eunwoo, who was startled, shyly smiled at the women. Sanha widened his eyes in frighten and clung onto your jacket closely.
Clearing your throat, you decided to take initiative. "Hi, I'm Eunwoo's wife and this is my son, and we're here for our child's first day at school. Of course you ladies are welcome to find us after school so we can take photos, but now we are busy."
They all were sort of taken aback but stepped backwards and let you all go. As your family continued to head to the classroom, Eunwoo couldn't help but beam.
"Honey, you're so amazing."
"Mommy that was so cool of you!" Sanha also praised while jumping up and down in excitement.
A pink blush crept up on your face but you only cleared your throat uncomfortably, "Of course. Family is first!"
The moment your family stepped into the classroom, a swarm of little heads came crowding around Sanha. Compared to the other children, Sanha was an actual giraffe. You gave Eunwoo a knowing look and he snorted.
"What's your name?" a girl loudly asked while everybody else examined him from head to toe.
"My name is Sanha!" your son proudly declared with no fear. It made your heart beam in joy at how social and confident he was.
"Why are you so tall?!" another boy with curly hair asked curiously.
"My dad told me I'm all because he stretched me out when I was born!"
Immediately, you turned your face to your husband with a horrified expression. Eunwoo couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles and cover his face in humiliation.
"Wow... uh... that's cool!" the other kids all nodded their heads, not sure what to think about some father gripping a newborn's head and legs, stretching them out like a rubber band.
You smacked Eunwoo's chest and silently scolded him.
"Hi! You must be Sanha's parents!" a sweet voice exclaimed which made you and Eunwoo's head snap in their direction. A short and stout lady greeted you two and shook your hands politely. Her hair was short and curled, giving her the basic stereotypical teacher look.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Ms. Applebum."
A muffled giggle interrupted your conversation. The group of children were all clasping their hands over their mouths once they realized that they all failed to stifle a laugh.
You noticed that Eunwoo too was trying so hard not to snort at the teacher's name. The teacher, oblivious to how embarrassing her name was, simply just smiled at you two and guided you around the classroom.
"You two look so young! Are you newly weds?"
"Ah, thank you. We got married a year ago, actually." Eunwoo answered politely.
"Wow, you two sure are an attractive couple!"
You blushed uncontrollably and tried to hide your face behind Eunwoo's back. He giggled at how bashful you acted whenever somebody complimented how you two were "a pretty couple."
"Why thank you! You too look very young! Are you in your mid-thirties perhaps!"
Ms. Applebum couldn't resist blushing so hard and laughing in joy at his comment. She was overjoyed that a man that looked like he descended from the gods themselves complimented her.
"Ah, you're so sweet!" she shyly laughed and hid her face with her hands. You gave Eunwoo a suspicious look and he just merely shrugged at you in return.
As you and Eunwoo sat down on the carpet with Sanha curled up in your lap, the teacher read out classroom guidelines. Next to you two were other parents as well, paying close attention and trying to manage their wild children.
Sanha looked like he was about to fall asleep, the way his heavy eyelids continuously fell and how silent he grew. You pet his fluffy hair soothingly while listening to the teacher speak.
An elbow nudged your ribs suddenly and you gave your husband a deadly stare.
"What do you want?" you hissed.
"Nothing. I'm just bored LOLZ."
You rolled your eyes at how your husband, a GROWN MAN, literally spelled out "LOLZ." Whenever you talked to him, you felt like you were talking to the same Cha Eunwoo who flirted with you constantly in high school. Well, you technically were...
"Please shut up because Ms. Applebum is providing us with very vital information that we need to acquire in order to survive this whole school year of our five year old son being educated and making new friends," you spat in a low voice.
"But (Y/N)..." he whined and clung onto your sleeve.
"I will actually shove chopsticks up your-"
"Mr. and Mrs. Cha, would you two like to introduce to us your child, Sanha?"
You and Eunwoo exchanged alarmed glances and coughed violently.
"U-uh, yeah! So hi everybody, this is our son Sanha!" Eunwoo gestured towards the cute jumbled up giraffe that was knocked out in your lap.
Everybody flickered their eyes to the snoring mess who was now picking his nose in his sleep(????????????????)
You smacked his hand which caused him to whine in his sleep.
"Fuck truck..." he murmured and sneezed onto your shirt.
A silence filled the air as now everybody in the room had frozen, examining Sanha who was now snoring as loud as the A/C.
You blankly blinked at your cussing toddler who was still amazingly asleep. Ms. Applebum opened her mouth to say something but quickly shut it. Everybody was exchanging looks in the room, wondering if they were the only ones that heard it. Eunwoo was now covering his face with his hands, humiliated.
You crawled up in the passenger's seat, burying your face in Eunwoo's chest.
"Why can't everything just go perfectly..." you groaned and Eunwoo sighed in agreement while patting your back.
"Don't be so hard on yourself (Y/N)..."
You loudly sighed, "I can't help but feel like everything is my fault though. I'm responsibe."
Eunwoo stopped hugging you and pushed your body back so he could make eye contact with you. He squished your cheeks, "No... you did perfect as a mother. I'm proud of you because you're such a wonderful wife and mother, and you totally proved your own trash bag of a mother wrong. Compared to her, you're the best mother in the world, and I'm so fucking proud of you for that."
A tear quietly escaped your eye and your lips curled up. Tugging your husband by the collar, you meet his lips and kiss him passionately. After you let go, you ruffle his hair.
"You're a perfect husband too. I grade you as an A+."
He rolled his eyes at the reference. Then he gave you a deep stare which was filled with such intense weather and clouds. Stars danced around in the night sky romantically and clouds roamed around his pupils freely.
"I'm so lucky to have you as my wife, and Sanha as our child. I wouldn't have it any other way."
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Dad! Seungcheol.
y’all ever watched Cheaper By The Dozen?
S. Coups is basically the Dad.
raising 12 kids irl but i’d see him with a good 4 or 6
dominantly boys
speaking of babies i read on a wattpad comment a million years ago that if theres a dominant amount of sons then that means the dad’s got a big willy and if there’s more girls then its small.
just a fact but idk if its bs so don't rely on me oK I WAS 13 MY INNOCENT (LMAO BIH WHERE) WAS TAINTED AND IDK IF ITS REAL BUT YEAH BACK TO PAPA COUPS.
but yeah like mostly boys for kids and then
hear this
his youngest is a little girl
this bewildered dad man and his three boys watch this little angel in amusement ok it was unexpected asf seen as papa coups and momma coups decided to keep the gender a surprise like hOW I HAVE THE PATIENCE OF A CHIPMUNK I GOTTA KNOW WHAT MY CHILD IS
im also not one who differentiates between genders :)
and that is how papa coups rolls too
hold up before we go onto the life lets go a trip down memory lane from the first boy
momma coups is a worry wart
like
she's calm and shit but like??? a baby??? she trusts papa coups but like, he’s only ever been a father to 12 teenagers and young adults???
how dis gonna work out??
and so the journey begins
not really lmao coups had to buy a personalised ‘Daddy Coups’ barbecue apron to make it official.
woozi did not approve
nor did momma coups
that apron became a scarring nightmare in those kids lives as teenagers for friendly barbecues imma tell ya that now
# prayforthechoi’s
but yeah back to the pregnancy i derail hella fast
will also buy a t-shirt with ‘daddy coups’ lmao momma coUPS HAS HAD IT
she burns it in a fit of raging hormones
poor ol’ cheol doesnt let the underlying dislike of these raging hormones show
woozi is high fiving momma coups in the bg.
do they have regrets?
being connected to cheol yeah they do
jk jk they both love him
but yeAH
he’ll be a wreck at the ultrasounds
not really a wreck
like
he’ll be all nervous and I'm picturing it now; momma coups’ hand is clutched between his and he keeps the back of it near his lips and he’ll kiss it every few seconds and ik it’s weird but like its a type of reassurance to him aND momma coups as if to say that everything ok bc they just have a fear of losing it and I'm going really sensitive I'm sorry
cheol’s eyes water y’all I'm crying inside
he sees a blob, with help from the nurse, and he just breaks down bc he made that blob y’all.
he made it
and throughout that whole break down, he realises its all real and fuCK he’s gonna be raising a child from biRTH, not from teenage years like he did with svt.
and he's just so happy from there on
honestly theres changes of him in interviews and v lives and all and everyone just loves it
will sO be the dad to take bump pics aW MY ACHEY BREAKY HEART FUCK
will do a montage
he’ll make a pinterest just for nursery ideas bc he’s gonNA BE A DAD
WHAT TYPE OF DAD WOULD CHEOL BE IF HE DIDNT BE A PARTICIPATING FATHER FROM THE START
a participating father does diy
it surprisingly goes well
momma coups is impressed
she invites jeonghan over in hopes to watch coups suffer but the two end up stood at the door of the nursery with teas in their hands and they're just admiring the man that probably keep them sane through different points of their lives
speaking about some of svt, they consider you as their momma coups (jeonghan is shaking)
so when y’all tell the svt kids you're expecting an actual child, the room basically has an earthquake
hug here, hug there, may god help momma and papa coups bc they were being squished
and then at the baby shower, cheol insisted that his sons be invited bc they're the life of the party
and its true
they are
Seungkwan does a lot of karaoke
but on a stage
and to people
he does some trot
thats when it gets lit
seokmin and soonyoung take over whilst seungkwan pulls vernon over for a slow dance to a song they're screaming to???
meh its svt ok they jam to anything and everything
i forgot to mention that since coups wasn't really so prepared for a bABY (teenagers and young adults aren't a default approach to fathering, ya gotta raise them from birth) he and momma coups are a regular attendee of birthing classes
just so he can be prepared
the classes were more for him than momma coups
she gets bored really easily
tiredness is a symptom of a pregnancy
anyWAY
night of the birth
2:36am is the dreaded time
although seungcheol was half dead bc damn dads need sleep too, dude’s still able to grab the hospital bags, slip shoes on, get the car keys and make it out of the house in record time and into the car
when they get to the hospital, cheol is talking at 100 miles a minute to two phones (maternal and paternal parents) of how the births happening
next is the svt kids
theres a lot of screaming over the speaker but it doesnt beat your scream when you went through a sudden contraction
and that was the beginning of the long ass birth of your first son
we’re at the fourth child
a daughter
a tulip
a little princess for the family to adore
no one expected it, as i said at the beginning
momma coups that she was doomed with boys but nah, theres still hope
from the day of the birth, papa coups has his boys, ages 7, 5 and 3 stand in a line in the hospital room as if they were in the military.
momma coups is cackling in her bed as she holds princess coups.
“boys, we’re now in a default mission.” 3 year old coups struggles a bit with balance and don't even expect concentration from him. baby looks away from papa coups for a sec
“3rd son coups, look at me please-”
“3rd son coups, where are you going-”
“i demand the presence of 3rd son coups”
lmao 3rd son coups goes to sit with momma coups on the big hospital bed aw aw he pokes princess coups’ hand
“pwincess coups?” he asks momma coups with those starry eyes (coups genetics are amazing)
“princess coups, baby.” momma coups answers back and the whole family just gathers near the bed.
“she's a diamond, boys, we gotta make sure no one tries to break or steal her, thats all i ask of you”
“yes dad”
theres even a response from 3rd son coups anD MY HEART IS HURTING FUCKING SHIT IM SUCH DOMESTIC TRASH I GOTTA MAKE 12 MORE OF THESE IM GONNA DIE OF HEART ACHE
cheol will piggyback the kids all day errday YGM
piggyback to brush teeth, piggyback for breakfast agh
everything is also almost like a military operation
this is where cheaper by the dozen tropes come in ok
i wouldn't say that cheol is a competitive person but if someone makes their family (*cough* jeonghan *cough*) out to be better than everyone else then its war
theres also summer trips to a lakehouse w the rest of svt and their families and my heart is hurting more now
but yeah
this is where the ‘daddy coups’ apron comes out.
did i forget to mention that princess coups has a small crush on woozi’s kid
this is when they're like 14 ok
they're both fucking shy too
ofc cheol knows
instead of being protective, he pROVOKES IT AND OMF ‘DAD CAN YOU STOP WE GET IT’
princess coups isn't the biggest fan of her dads antics
still loves him as a dad tho
lmao his plan acc works tho like woozis kid and princess coups go on dates (both woozi and cheol chaperone lmao it ends up as a dads meeting)
OOH OOH (ooh aah I'm sorry oops)
CHEOL’S THE DAD TO STALK HIS KIDS DATES
will be the dad to make a mountain out of a mole hill over his kids dreams and damn i want cheol as a dad i feel as if very morning would be ‘CHASE YOUR DREAMS OK DONT LET ANYTHING HOLD YOU BACK’
would drive you where you needed to for these dreams
soccer games for boys, hell soccer games for the girl too she's grown in a practically all boys household
cheol doesnt degrade it tho
oh yeah all the boys are taught to be respectful towards women but the full on lessons go on at the hong’s.
coups pays joshua in the form of a future son-in-law for one of his little girls
joshua acc slaps coups i lAF
“if i see any of your boys near my princesses, choi, you're dead :))))))”
coups doesnt take it the wrong way bc its understandable?? but also not bc he trusts his kids to not make the wrong decisions
will be an emotional wreck at graduations
will also be the dad to scream their kids name at the graduation too
lmao my brother did that for my sister at hers but it failed terribly
people also had competitions at my brother’s graduation as to who could shout their graduate relatives name the loudest and ngl it was lit
but yeAH
will basically be dead at the kids weddings bC FUCK HIS KID HAVE GROWN UP WTF DID THE TIME GO
princess coups marries woozis kid btw lmao woozi regrets his whole life as cheol drunkenly cries on his shoulder at the reception
is not ready to let his kids go off into the real world but knows that he prepared them enough to be ready
or isn't he sure??
“princESS COUPS COME BACK HERE IM NOT DONE RAISING YOU”
BUT YEAH thats the end of dad! seungcheol i hope you enjoyed my first post :) expect some of these coming dad au’s to also be angsty bc I'm an emotional wreck like that :))))
byeeeee
#choi seungcheol#seungcheol#seungcheol imagines#seungcheol au#dad au#dad!seungcheol#seventeen#seventeen scenarios#seungcheol scenarios
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@where-fading-princesses-live
responses to your lovely comments!! thank you so much for being so sweet and writing such an in-depth response ;A; it’s really kind of you and it makes me very happy!!!! responses under the cut <3333
-FINALLY finished it, yay, sorry it took so long!
no apologies SHUSH UR FACE YOU DIDNT EVEN HAVE TO READ IT
-Once again your prose is amazing, the way you describe the Christmas party down to the very last detail is nothing short of astounding.
GAH THANK YOU////// tbh i feel like my descriptions are really lackluster but thank you very much ;;;;;;;;
-Sandy in gold eye shadow and purple lipstick, hell yes <3
agree <3
-Plabs moment?
kinda!! i’m considering having them either together or like... sort of exploring their relationship in my AU. karen and plankton are finally divorced and she’s going to find someone so much better for her. so yeah i’m not completely sure what i’ll do yet
-I really love that you touch on Sandy’s daredevil side, it really is her character flaw. Often times she’s having so much fun taking huge risks in her reckless adventure seeking that she doesn’t always see the irrationality in it.
yes, and also blinded by her desire for her friend to be happy... she’s wanted to do some risky things XD she’s like “NOW KISS....” she’s a BAD GIRL
-I absolutely adore this passage: Squidward’s mind went completely blank, any and all thoughts evaporating instantly. His entire body went rigid and the wind was knocked from his lungs. He didn’t return the kiss – the world around him had disintegrated and he was lost in a sea of nothingness. Time ceased to exist. Was he dreaming? Had he himself gotten drunk and passed out? Where even was he? What was he doing? Who was with him? Who was… What was…
It perfectly sums up all the mixed emotions of someone’s first kiss, or at least someone’s first meaningful kiss. It’s usually more confusing than pleasing.
i can’t even remember my first kiss so i can’t say for certain, but definitely if it’s an unexpected kiss heh. thank you <3
-The kiss was very hot btw, oh Lordy Lord, I think I sweated a little. O///O
i’m so glad!!! i was hoping it was hot enough so i’m happy you think so :D
-You jump into Squidward’s mind fairly well. I love all the oxymorons, such as delight displeasure to really emphasize the apparent contradictions that are racing through his mind. And the pacing’s really nice.
!!!! THANK YOU!! i’m always nervous about writing him bc i feel like it’s not my forte, but it is getting a little easier as time goes on. it’s great to hear that my pacing is okay!! i worry a lot about everything so the reassurance is nice dkjghdfghfh
-Drunk SpongeBob flirting with lamps. I’m sorry, I’m dead. XD
Spongebob slings an arm around the lamp, a grin on his face. “You come here often, miss?” He slurs, swaying a little with with it. “You got a real pretty dress on...” As if it weren’t bad enough that he was flirting with a lamp, he dares to take a peek up the lampshade and giggles drunkenly. “Ooops~... ’M real sorry, miss, I accidentally saw yer... Heehee... Hope y’don’t mind~...” He seriously looks about ready to start making out with that lamp. Sandy watches the show, guffawing with each advance Spongebob makes. Patrick cheers him on, and Squidward looks on, dumbfounded. This wasn’t the first time, but it honestly shocks him each time. He could only wonder what that piece of furniture looked like to Drunk Spongebob.
-Love this part: Time to wash away the impurity and the sin! Because that’s why we all take showers, right?
not me! i could never wash it away so i don’t bother 8)
-His little breakdown is perfect. I hate to see Squidward suffer and yet at the same time it’s so fitting, and it’s really his emotional investment, it gets us, the readers, on his side, blim blam.
i love his tears. i mean they make me sad but i love them at the same time. Delicious. thank you ;v;
-I like how you touch on Squidward’s loneliness, and the idea of him being without physical love for such a long time that he’s literally deprived, and of course SpongeBob being virtually the only one in Bikini Bottom who loves him the most, it’s funny how he puts up those walls and pushes him away, and yet he could easily take SponbeBob’s love for granted. Deep down, I always regarded Squidward a hopeless romantic.
he is a hopeless romantic. absolutely. it’s displayed multiple times in the show -- it just takes him actually WANTING to date the person first. and i think he does take spongebob’s love for granted in some way even if he “Hates” it... without it, perhaps he’d feel even MORE lonely and he just doesn’t realize that. because something he was used to wouldn’t be there anymore. just a thought :V
-I love the little Mr. Krabs/SpongeBob father-son moment. When Mr. Krabs isn’t tunnel-visioned over money, he can be a great voice of reason. It was just really sweet and cute, and so organic rather than contrived.
i like krabs and bobby father-son moments c: i like to think of mr krabs as kinder and more in-tune with spongebob and more willing to give him advice and help him out.
- Ironically, Spongebob reminded Squidward of himself
Personally, I always felt that too. One of my headcanons is that SpongeBob is like Squidward’s former self, how he used to be before he lost his innocence and became disillusioned by how life didn’t turn out how he anticipated. Sometimes we don’t like people because they reflect certain qualities in ourselves that we disprove of. And then there’s the Looking Glass Self theory, how we think others perceive us compared to how we perceive ourselves, so I like that you have the same fan theory as me about why Squidward ‘’pretends’’ to abhor SpongeBob, mainly because he possesses the youth and happiness he once had. Also the backstory with Squilliam, I always imagined that too.
yes indeed! they’re far more alike than squidward likes to admit or realize -- even now, they do actually have some interests in common whether it’s books or art or whatever else. someday he’ll acknowledge that <3
-I hate seeing Squidward so tortured over this, and as I keep reading, knowing it’s going to have a cliffhanger and no absolute closure till your next fic, I want nothing more right now for them to just end up together and be happy. I love how you get us to root for them by playing this cat and mouse game. Writers should always leave the readers wanting more, and I must say you succeed in that department.
HHHGHGHG idk if there will even be closure in the next one haha (if i ever finish it)i have too much fun torturing him,,,,i do really want them happy and together but i also love the chasing. i’m glad i’m able to make it interesting enouhvh ;v; now god give me strength to finish the next...
-I like the scene in the music store. You write character interactions really well. And the Julien guy is quite a character.
thank you!!!! //// it’s so nice to hear these things kjdfgdf <33333 and i’m glad you like him haha. he cares about squiddy. <3
- Overall, you’re a very good writer and I love how this ended, and I seriously can’t wait for your next fic!
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! IT MEANS A LOT TO ME AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
-My only criticism for this piece was that there were minor grammar errors, and some occasions where you switch back and forth between active and passive voice, and if you ever need a proofreader in the future, I’d be more than happy to proofread for you. :)
-I just loved the emotional charge of this story, how it was more focused on the psychology of the characters. I always find stories like these more fascinating and deep.
feel free to let me know what i did wrong! i’m curious to know what areas need work!
-Otherwise, I enjoyed this piece very much, and apologies it took so long for me to finish!
YOU ARE THE SWEETEST STOP IT <33333 THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU YOUR WORDS MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!!!
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