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0keny · 1 year

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"Can I request some angst between alpha earth! Gekko x reader.

When the alpha version of (y/n) died of illness and she was Gekko’s friend with whom he has feelings, it tore him to pieces that she died in front of his eyes while he was holding her hand.

Now back to the present, Gekko was fighting a new agent from the omega earth and when he saw a familiar face it bothered him the most. This version of (y/n) was the opposite of his (y/n), which is a menace. (similar to jinx from arcane?)" - Requested

THIS MADE ME SO SAD, it's a great idea, but omg bro, this just... Made me cry while writing it. Loss is hard to deal with but this situation is just a punch in the gut. (Also I didn't know if you wanted to stay anonymous or not I'm sorry aaaaa)

"Glimpse of us"

Gekko/Mateo x GN!Reader

Song: Glimpse of us-Joji for the first part, (duh ajsjsj)

2 song: Dynasties and Dystopia-Denzel Curry

CW: this is just depressing. Use of guns, crying, mentions of death, mentions of depression, mentions of ED'S.

This might be very triggering to some, specially for those who have lost someone. Pls read at your own discretion, take care of yourselves and spread love. ♡

Viper warned everyone mixing love and business, specially in your line of work, "don't get too close" she said, but once KJ and Raze started, it was kind of hard to stop a bunch of young adults from doing what was only bound to happen.

Everyone knew the risks, still did it anyway.

But your hands were cold, rigid and tense. That was the only thing going through Mateos head at the moment.

He could hear the cries of all the other agents gathered around the room, but they sounded so distant, so fake.

HE was supposed to protect you, the love of his life, but nobody saw this coming, not you, not him, not even Sage.

The machines around the hospital room beeped, he didn't wanna believe it. This was not real, you were fine, you were just having a bad day, right? This is not happening, this is just not possibl-

"Mijo..." Reyna said, interrupting his obsessive train of thought, gripping his shoulder tightly and wrapping her other arm around his waist from behind. "Lo siento."

When it finally hit him, he couldn't stop the warm tears from dampening his face, they wouldn't stop, they didn't stop. He shook his head, gripping your now limp, cold leg over the sheets, repeating curses and prayers in Spanish, hoping, praying this was all just... Some sort of twisted joke.

It wasn't.

You really are gone forever, he thought to himself.

After that the days and weeks blended together, everyone was worried for him, he's was the one that took your loss the hardest, but can you blame him? You were his everything.

He lost his appetite. Boba tasted so disgusting in his mouth now, the chewy bubbles wich made him so incredibly satisfied now were disgustingly gooey. Video games were incredibly dull, boring and difficult. Everything he once shared with you just felt... Wrong. The only thing he even remotely enjoyed was skating, it felt like he finally got a chance to breath whenever he went out, specially at night.

One day Sage and Brimstone came to talk about the situation with him, recommended him to see a specialist about it and very reluctantly, he did.

Some time passed, everything felt a little brighter, Viper, to the surprise of everyone, helped Gekko get a little memorial up in your honor, for everyone to see at the protocol. Everyone started acting calmer, more cheerful, the environment was more chill and lively than ever and even tho they lost someone very important, it felt like a storm had finally passed. Some days were still hard, but knowing (Y/N) they would of liked to see everyone move on with their lives.

Everything was pretty quiet for a while, missions where going good, it seemed like Gekko could finally turn the page and move on. Until a certain mission went south.

For a few days, the protocol had been planing to retrieve a big load of radianite from omega earth and they would of succeeded on getting it back if it weren't for a mysterious person giving the agents hell.

"Fast, aggressive, unpredictable" were the words Kj, Neon, Phoenix and Jett used to describe this person, some of them were incredibly angry, asking brim to send them again so they could have a rematch with this so called "threat", but he refused, opting to send Harbor, Omen, Reyna, Fade and Gekko to scout the area better while Cypher and Kj tried their best to learn anything they could on the new omega earth agent.

The day of the mission finally came and at the death of night, all the agents appointed to the mission moved, silent and slow.

There were helicopters on top of them, scanning the perimeter but failing to spot and stop the Alpha team from infiltrating what it seemed to be a once bright and loud city, reduced to nothing, as it was now used as a radianite storage facility.

Mateo's eyes where playing tricks on him, he could of swore he saw a figure moving in the shadows, but Fade assured him she didn't sense anything but his fear around.

They split into teams, Reyna was gonna scout the main entrance to the small city, Harbor and Omen were gonna go to the site now named "A" and Fade and him would go to the site "B", trying to find any valuable information of the last apparition of the new agent and their radionite.

Everyone scattered, taking their positions. Everything seemed normal, as normal as an alternate reality goes, until Fade seemed more quiet than normal.

Gekko tried his best to get a hold of her, searching for trails she might of left behind, calling her name through the ear piece, but he had nothing. Panicking, he called the everyone, frantically communicating to everyone how he just lost fade, he was assured help would come shortly, he sighed a breath of relief, but it was short lived.

His eyes landed on a dark figure looming over what seemed to be Fade, in the ground, with a gunshot wound to the left lower side of her abdomen.

The browned eyed man pointed the gun towards the black figure, wich it seemed to take notice of.

"Drop your weapons! You're surrounded." He said, knowing full well that was a lie. The figure moved, putting their hands on the air. "I said drop your weapons, slowly."

"How about this, pretty boy..." the figure finally showed their face, pointing two gun barrels directly at his forehead, revealing your face, for the first time. "YOU drop to the ground, call your friends off and then we'll have a deal"

He froze

His precious friend

The love of his life was once again in front of him. Emotions flooded his mind. Sadness, confusion, nostalgia, happiness.

You looked so different, what happened to you?

You looked almost unrecognizable to him, if it wasn't for your face looking over all the same, he would of confused you for someone else.

Millions of tiny pieces of memories he tried to blurry blurry deep inside his mind came crashing down at him, like a million little needless just pricked him right in the heart.

Time seemed to freeze and through all the noise surrounding his head, he heard you say:

"You afraid of ghosts?"

A loud bang was all that was heard around the city after that.

Thank you for reading! If yall want apart two I'm down, also, I did this like, in two separate days Hswjjrkfkc, I hope you like it! C:

The end is kinda cringe don't even say anything 'bout it or I'll cry

#gekko #gekko x reader #gekkoandyou #gekko x you #valorant #valorant fic #gekko fic #gekko angst

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doubleddenden · 2 years

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So these are the Pokemon I used to beat Pokemon Opalo and a trainer sprite I made for myself, sort of combining my current hair style and outfits, the protagonist's style, and my own little additional flairs. East and West Cefira have some neat western vibes and some southern vibes too, so some of it felt pretty close to home.

This is my trainer sprite and a "crew shot" of all the Pokemon/Fakemon I used during my close to 90 hour journey. Unlike standard fan games where I focus on 6, the two regions were very big and the newer forms and Pokemon were very spaced out, so I picked up quite a few friends along the way, even outside my usual "new pokemon only" rules I tend to impose on myself.

Anyway, I made my trainer sprite from my usual sources, but all pokemon and fakemon here were taken from the in game files.

A little blurb about my team members and some usual fun stuff below the cut.

So the protagonist of Opalo grew up in the region and their past plays a heavy role in the story- I kind of find it difficult to imagine I could put my self insert in. So I'm basically just gonna say that, like usual, my self insert sort of stumbles into East Cefira by complete accident and sort of fumbles around as he gets involved with the story. I feel like he'd get along with most of the people he'd see, but definitely find certain characters suspicious like I did and later on was proven right.

He definitely enjoys that western vibe, and I definitely think he enjoys his spurs a little too much. But he definitely knows when to take things seriously and probably would end up snapping or straight up punching some of the people from the story (and probably get his ass kicked by some of them).

The team, tho. Here's how I decided to do things: Pokemon with named I already knew, I gave nicknames to. New Pokemon I left the same.

Mega Gasteslita (Grass/Electric): Our starter and beefiest boy. He's been with us through some serious shit from the very beginning. Apparently he's Impish and often falls asleep. While not particularly the most heavy hitting, I can trust it to tank out hits and let it outspeed pretty tough opponents.

Kovu/Cefiran Persian (Normal/Fire): There's actually 3 different variants here, and apparently I just so happened to end up with the fire type. Never used a Persian, but this one was pretty tough. Flare Blitz, Volt Tackle, and Play Rough with Tough Claws for its ability make it a very powerful Pokemon I relied on often. I like to imagine it headbutts my character often for affection and meows a lot.

Fesh Pince/Poliwrath (Water/Fighting): One of my earliest captures and the only non regional form or evolution to come with me all the way to the Pokemon League (mainly because I couldn't find any water types that didn't have a type conflict I was okay with, and I absolutely need water types). He's named after the youtube poop of Fresh Prince that I had recently watched again. Anyway, he got his ass kicked a lot, but also saved my ass a bunch as well. When I finally boxed him, he had a major final "arc" I'd say where he had a huge role in beating all the bad guys of the area. His departure was probably the hardest to get over because he was there from the beginning.

Skrelbow/Hitmonchan (Fighting): He joined the team pretty early as a Tyrogue- I was actually somewhat dreading using one because Lee is so much better imo, but Skrelbow put in the work and came in clutch for the first few gyms. He was eventually boxed when I started getting newer Pokemon, but his role was definitely important enough to keep around.

Sayaka/Gardevoir (Psychic/Fairy): I think she was the 4th Pokemon I caught, and really didn't do a lot other than gain experience. But the few times she did, she saved our team from disaster. I imagine maybe she just wasn't really much for conflict anyway, but I think she stuck around long enough that I consider her part of the crew anyway.

Cefireon (Flying): Obtained as an egg from Apolo's fiance, Vera, and hatched as an Eevee. He eventually evolved into Cefireon, the regional flying type evolution for Eevee. It was kind of hard to evolve it because it needed a very particular item, but when he did and once he got his footing, Cefireon became the strongest Pokemon on my team. Changing and ability and giving it a special item, plus overhauling his moves with TM make him a one stop fuck everything in SIGHT shop, and he was able to land continuous Hurricanes endlessly. He went from baby to the single most reliable and most important team member, being the one to beat The Great Spirit. It's gentle, so I imagine we enjoy sitting together and just napping together like I do my little dog irl.

Capt'n/ C. Sirfetch'd (Steel/Fighting): I'm not gonna lie... I'm not really fond of him that much, but by god he's a very important team member that kept me alive through most of East Cefira and a good chunk of West Cefira. It was my fairy buster for a while, and dished out a LOT of damage and withstood a bunch too. I think it was sort of silly and doofy, like Psyduck from the anime but actually strong. I caught him knowing I was going to eventually replace him, but I admit that he came in handy until it was time to go. And I'll admit, when I finally boxed him, I was missing his power.

Cursaring/ C. Ursaring (Dark): See what I did there? Lol. This Ursaring looked different enough that I felt like it could be its own species, but since it's not, I made my own pun on it. Cursaring is muscle and absolutely necessary muscle. It has a very varied move pool and punched a LOT of things, and practically slayed every ghost we encountered.

Bogaleon (Water/Bug): Apparently this guy was one of three starters that were available from a previous project by the creator, but as soon as I saw it in the files, I needed it. It's like a fusion of Samurott and Golisopod, two of my favorite Pokemon. I raised this thing from a baby, and even though I got it pretty late in the game, it was still around long enough to do a ton of damage and caught up to the crew super quickly. It was difficult, but it eventually filled the void left behind by Fesh Pince and went a little beyond in terms of coverage. That being said, it really throws me for a loop- It looks like it should do physical damage, but its a SPECIAL attacker instead.

SupaFly/ C Flygon (Bug/Dragon): and this guy does the OPPOSITE, where it has a movepool better for special attacks but a higher special attack stat. Weird. But anyway, SupaFly is the last one to join our family, but it's the one I was looking most forward to. Look at it! It's so cool looking! Definitely my favorite design. It doesn't really boast the most power, but I definitely think it was worth it to finally have it. It's just so cool, man. I definitely think my guy flies around on it all the time.

Anyway, that's it. I think I might have enough time to play Realidea System next. Overall though, I really liked this team and it's going to be difficult to move on.

#fakemon #pokemon fan game #pokemon opalo #pokemon team shot #oc's #arts and crafts with doubled #doubled32 #doubled plays games

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0x-jelly-beans-x0 · 2 years

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“Secret dating! ^w^ like yknow you thought theyre just friends hanging out and then it surprises everyone that youre dating him! qwq (golly sorry bout that aaaaa)”

Ok so I’m going to this and adding a coffee shop au

Requested by @potato-imouto

!!!King Desha x y/n , secret dating small fic and headcannons!!!

Warning: mentions of war , y/n has a backstory, gender neutral, coffee shop au , fluff, mentions of stalkers

Word count: 1971

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First time you two meet:

You were a refugee that recently moved to the underworld due to your kingdom being at war with another

You were rehabilitated to an almost destroyed two floors apartment and located in the limits of the kingdom, it was so distant that you rarely could get any information or news. This limits you and needing to get information by neighbors civilians or going to the center of the city.

In the center of the there was a statue full of punches, you went to nearest merchant and ask: - “Excuse me, could you please explain to me why did that statue was like that?”-

The merchant smiled and said: -“That statue represents our king , we made it as a way to thanking him for all his efforts and sacrifices. But he didn’t like it so he punched the statue’s face turning impossible to recognize it. But at least he kept his cape and crown.”-

You respond it: - “yeah it is a nice crown.”-

After some weeks of experience , you realize that it wasn’t so bad, ‘cause you finally had a home and a place to stay.

But it was fine until the bills appeared.

When you understood that you still needed to pay it, you went on a job hunt in every part of the city and try to find at least one job that could be enough to pay it but sadly everyone rejected you.

Even tho you felt sad that nobody hired you, this didn’t stop you having some determination and hope on yourself

You decided to do something risky , but what else did you have to lose? You decided to make a coffee shop on the first floor of your house and make the second floor your home.

So you did your hardest to prepare everything so it could be the most perfect coffee you could have in your budget.

And when it was the big opening day, nobody came. You said to yourself “This is fine I just need to promote myself” trying your hardest to be optimistic

So you pass the next day, printing off a coupon discount that gives you coffee + food 50% off charge ; you give it to everyone in the city. Hoping that at least this would help promote it

But in the first day was radio-silent but nobody appeared, you told yourself “This is only the first day and you gave it 5 days until the coupon expired someone will appear eventually”

You waited for some to come to your coffee but the second, third and fourth day was the same as the first completely radio-silent…

The fifth day you had difficulties getting out of bed, ‘cause what was the point of getting up if no one appears… you said to yourself: -“If no one appears again, you will try job hunting , for a second time.”-

And slowly the time passed by..No one appeared in the morning or afternoon…

It was almost closing time so you were preparing to close , until a man appeared, he was tall around 2 or 2,5 m, he had a medium dark brown curly hair, a small moustache , pale , sharp teeth and his mouth looked like a banana.His clothing was a dark blue blouse with buttons sand jewelry made of gold.He looked really familiar but it felt like something was missing…He looked really familiar but it felt like something was missing…

He looked so serious that it was intimidating but you didn’t care ‘cause you were overjoyed that finally had a customer.

He says: -“ Oh sorry I didn’t know you were clos-“

-“ OH NONONONO!!! Please come in, we are still open” you say it with a lot of excitement.

-“Erm…ok , a table for one please”- He says it awkwardly

“Sure , do you desire anything sir?”-you ask

“Yes , a coffee and chocolate cake and use this coupon for the discount please ”- he says it politely.

You smile sweetly and respond: -“ Yes, sir”-

In your perspective you were just so happy that finally you got a customer but in his perspective, you were just another king Desha’s fan happy to see your idol.

When you were preparing his coffee, he decided to look around the coffee shop. He saw so many flaws in it, broken floor, chair with stitches and table that were everything except stable. He decided to stay ‘cause 50% off is 50% off but he wouldn’t return again.

-“Here you go, sir”- you said it and gave him the chocolate cake and coffee. He looks at it and it looks like a very simple coffee and cake, but when took a bite of the cake and sipped a bit of coffee, he was overwhelmed with the taste. The taste was a perfect fusion of sweet and bitter , it was so intense and at the same time relaxing that he rethinks his decision and says concluding:

-“ This is delicious, I will come here more often”-

you only smiled and said: -“thank you, sir”-

He pays full charged and says: -“ A little tip for the amazing food.”- he leaves the shop

-“ I’m happy that you enjoy it, sir”- you tried to contain your big smile but couldn’t.

Before dating:

He kept his promise, he came more frequently giving generous tips. And with that money you slowly rearrange the coffee shop , repairing the floor and buying new chairs and tables.

It did take some days but when you finalize it, more customers appear.

At first you thought that they only came for the food and coffee and it was true that some came for the coffee and food ,the rest of them came to confirm a rumor that the king always appears in this coffee shop.

They usually said, “At what time does he appear?” or “What is his favorite food in the menu?” ,and since your only reference was the statue, you would say only simple thing:

-“Sorry to disappoint you but I never saw him in person”- and that answer would let them down but they could understand

But this made you question yourself since your only frequent customer would only appear at night, almost at closing time but since you didn’t have any proof , you decided to tell this rumor in a joking manner.

Later, at night while you were making his usual, you decide to tell him:

-“Hey, did you hear that rumor that the king is always visiting my shop? It is a really funny rumor”- you giggle about it.

He looks at you confused and responds to you slowly and awkwardly: -“ You know that… it isn’t a rumor if it is.. true, right?”-

You immediately stop giggling , you look at him at him in disbelief and slowly blush of embarrassment , he looks at your expression and he can’t contain himself and just explode off laughter.:

-“HAHAHAAAAAA!!! I THOUGHT YOU ALREADY KNEW THAT WHEN WE FIRST MET!!”-

-“ I WAS JUST HAPPY THAT ONE CLIENT APPEARED!!! YOU WERE MY FIRST CUSTOMER I WAS REALLY CLOSE TO GIVING UP THIS DREAM FOR SOMETHING ELSE!!- you yelled nervously and crawled in embarrassment.

-“Hahahaaa… Well I’m happy that you didn’t give up”- He smiles at you.

You look away and say less embarrassed than before: -“ Thank you for believing in me… and supporting me…- you give him a chocolate cake and coffee that he asked

-“ You’re welcome, but still you should credit yourself more than you usually do. I only gave you the money that you asked for in the menu.. Everything else is on you.”- you smile after his small speech.

-“ Still if it wasn’t for you, coming here every night. This little dream wouldn’t go anywhere.” - he makes a small smile and starts to eat his cake”-

After he finishes it and paid his bill, you said sweetly: -“ see you tomorrow, King Desha”-

He smiles at you and respond: -“Just call me Desha, also see you tomorrow”-

After that day everything changed, you started to feel more excited when it was almost closing time, and felt that something was off with your stomach every time he smiled at you.

You tried to justify it by telling yourself that “ I was just sick” or “I’m just with a tummy ache , it will pass” ,but every time you had a slow day or you were dealing with a rude customer, you would just space out and think about when he would appear.

And the way you interacted with him changed instead of the old days when you would just give him his usual then he would go away; you two would talk more about various topics from the stupidest topics like “ where the pain goes if your leg is cut off?” to more serious topics to when do you see yourself in 5 years.

And after a lot of introspection you realize that: “ OH SHIT! I feel for him”

Agreeing to date each other:

After that realization you decide to talk about it with him.

At night, at his usual time , you prepare and serve him his usual yet your expression was just dead serious.

You sit in front of him without changing his expression. He looks at you worried and says:

-“ Hey, are you okay? I never look this way before” -

-“ Oh… nonono. I just realized something.. I may have feelings…for you…. And I know you don’t like tha-“

-“ Who said I didn’t like you?”- he questions you

-“ Ah?…”- you squeak in shock.

-“ I may love your cooking but I usually come here to support you because… I like you too.”-he says those last 4 words kinda awkwardly.

-“ Oh. OH! Oooohh…”- you slowly realize it.

-“So do you want to go out..on a date?..”- you ask him in a fusion of tones of confusion, uncertainty and shyness.

-“ I would love too”-he answers you in a reassuring tone.

-“Cool but can we go on dates secretly? Because first, even tho I like your support and appreciation, it will only look you are my sugar daddy and I want to be recognized by my work and second, I just want to see where we can go together..”- you smile at him while saying your last word, you slowly extend your hand feel unsure in what he will do.

-“Understood..”- he holds your hand tenderly and smiles back at you.

Secret dating:

Most of your dates where in the forest or around, this way you two could expand your knowledge about the underworld and also have some special private time without being bothered.

Some times, the dates would be just reserved in your home and it was pretty chill but slowly became more unsafe do to the people who questioned if King Desha came to your shop try to enter in your home and/or asking really intrusive questions about it.So you had to pay security just to be sure.

After some weeks, you two decided to come out to Despa that you two were dating. He was completely neutral about it, but he was happy that finally he’s dating someone ( also he definitely bully him in private after that).

And since that day , you two would have more dates inside the castle just to be more secure. Also, by that point your dates would vary a lot between a live performance inside castle to quiet reading with him inside his library.

Also, after introducing you to the castle, everyone who works in it had to agree to be completely silent about you and your existence, like they could take to you inside the castle without problems but outside of it then none of them could talk about you or go directly to you, unless it is extremely important ( like desha is dying or the kingdom is under attack).

(Anyway I hope that you enjoy this)

#king desha #Ousama ranking #ousama ranking #im a simp #ranking of kings #king desha x y/n #king desha x reader #fluff #i’m talking about desha #ousama ranking x reader

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may-fanfic · 3 years

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Falling Hard

Summary: Natasha took you in when you were very young and raised you as her own. You and Wanda become friends when she was recruited, after an argument you have with nat, Wanda is there to comfort you.

Warning: mentions of drug addict parents, small argument, thats about it, correct me if i’m wrong tho

Rating: idk its fluff

word count: 2,311

((feel free to send in any request))

pt 2

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Wanda hadn't expected to find someone she could rely on or relate to anyone when she joined the Avengers. she assumed they were all gonna be older people who had no idea what they would talk to them about, she figured it would be awkward but at least, she had people on her side.

you strolled into the living room to greet the newcomers when Natasha called you. Wanda was quiet and closed off as Natasha made an awkward introduction to the twins as you kinda just stood there, the book that you had been reading tucked to your side as the group simply stared at their feet. "this is useless, mom can I go?" you asked gesturing to the stairs, the woman tucked hair behind your ear before nodding, smiling lightly at you. you often came off as harsh as Natasha even if you had been the sweetest person, at least that's what the redhead spy thought. you were a lot like her, strong, smug with a slight attitude.

"she's not good with new people." Tony explained causing Natasha to glare at the man. "don't you dare talk about my daughter." she pointed a finger before huffing and going away to make some coffee.

"that's where she gets it." Steve chuckled.

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you had managed not to run into the new pair until one day you had been seated in the kitchen, perched upon the countertop as you swung your legs, all your attention glued to the book at hand until a gush of wind smacked you, blowing your pages causing you to gasp lightly and when you looked up, Pietro had been standing there and he swallowed hard at your cold glare and only seconds later Wanda jogged in, breathing hard as she whined about him cheating, quickly going quiet when her eyes landed on you. "no powers in the tower especially you, buddy!" you pointed a finger at the boy with whitish hair causing him to nod.

maybe you had been a little mean but Wanda didn't understand why she had been attracted to your mean girl attitude but she couldn't help the flutter in her chest whenever you were around her. you were a short, hot-headed girl and she couldn't help but be intrigued by you.

after some time the two of you finally had actual conversations that had been past your snarky remarks. she had been more than relieved to have a friend in you and Natasha were glad that you had been coming out of your shell. it wasn't that you were an introvert, you simply didn't get along with a lot of people.

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"show me!" you giggled, rolling onto your stomach as the girl rested against your headboard, rolling her eyes playfully before twirling her fingers around, a red glowing light appeared between her fingers causing you to gasp. "whoa!" you admired, a soft giggle slipping from her lips as you stared at the red that moved in between her fingers.

"what else can you do?" you smiled, leaning your head in Wanda's lap, she tried her hardest to focus on anything else but the way her heart fluttered. she cleared her throat, moving one of your books from across the room into her hands quickly causing you to look at her, mouth agaped and she wore a smug smile before pulling a blanket over you with her powers and sweetly smiling.

"let me read to you." she offered, the main light to your room going off and instead the lamp beside your bed turned on and it was all too much for you to process so instead you just nodded and settled completely into her lap, your eyes fluttering shut, warmth and comfort washing over you as her heavy accent filled your ears.

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Wanda watched as you mindlessly hit the punching bag even Steve struggled to keep the bag at bay as you punched it and you hadn't even used all your strength but you were strong... really strong. "good." your mother spoke uncrossing her arms and nodding at Steve to let go of the beaten bag.

"you're getting better at controlling your strength." Natasha pointed out, handing you a bottle of water and a small towel for your sweat. "you think?" you asked softly wiping at your forehead before grabbing a hold of your discarded t-shirt watching as she nodded with a smile. "when do you think I can start with missions?" you watched your mom's face turn sour and she ran a hand through her redhead. "let's not talk about that right now." she sighed, reaching out for you only for you to step back, a frown taking over your lips.

"you're too young, kid." Steve spoke up causing you to snap your hard glare at him. you were Wanda's age, there was no way that was the reason. "call me kid once more time." you stomped over to him until Natasha caught your wrist.

"that is exactly what I mean.. come on babes... I know what's best for you. after all, I am your mo-"

"you're not my mom." you spoke sharply, her lips parted and eyes watering up. "and you never will be." you turned away from her so quickly before stumbling over to the exit, the witch shooting up and following you.

"I'm not your mother?!" the woman followed closely behind you, anger filling her face. "I wasn't there when your drug-addicted parents were murdered?! I wasn't the one who took you to school every day?! I wasn't the one who was there for you every time you had a nightmare?! you had no idea what a mother was until you met me! so don't you dare ever talk to me that way again! you hear me?!" you bit the inside of your cheek, refusing to let any emotion show.

"I didn't ask for your help. you took me to fill the void of not being able to have children! you were just sad and lone-" you were abruptly cut off but the woman's voice.

"fine, you know what? you're right. I'm not your mom and I don't want to be. not anymore... I give up y/n. I do. I'm done trying to be there for you. I give up on you." she shrugged before turning and stumbling back into the training room, her soft but firm words cutting you like knives and if Wanda hadn't been there and softly grabbed a hold of your hand, you would've crumbled because it wasn't the first time those words were uttered to you.

"come on, возлюбленная (sweetheart)" she cooed, tugging you in the direction of your room, feeling your anger being washed away by sadness. as soon as you were in your room, you couldn't help the sob that slipped from your lips. your back crashed against the wall and slid down it before Wanda met you on the floor, her arms quickly wiping around you and whispering soothing words in your ear.

"Everyone gives up on me! everyone! I'll never have anyone!" you sobbed into the girl's chest causing her to bite her lip, shushing you lightly. "you have me. believe me, when I tell you, I'll never give up on you. I promise.. b-because i-" she paused for a moment, pulling your face from her chest, cupping your cheeks softly and wiping away the tears that poured from your eyes. "because I love you.." she confirmed causing your tearful eyes to go wide. "nothing with ever change that.." she added before a gasp slipped from her when your lips crashed against hers with a hard pressure before it quickly softened when you notice how hard it was and you had been too afraid to hurt her.

"that was a bit harsh, Romanoff." tony mumbled, glancing up at her when she reentered the training room, a hard look on her face. "what do you know?!" she snapped, slightly becoming choked up when she thought about the way your face fell when she uttered out her words coldly. she didn't mean it, she didn't mean any of it but you had hurt her. as a mothe- a caregiver she should've been able to handle it better. she loved you unconditionally and she hated herself for hurting you.

"I know what it feels like for a parent to give up on you, and it doesn't feel good," he spoke sincerely causing her to let out a breath, pinching the bridge of her nose to stop the pain in her head. she should've been the bigger person and threw away her pride when it came to you. her eyes started to water at the memory of you telling her you loved her for the first time when you were much younger or when you first called her mom for the first time and now she had been punching the punching bag hard to avoid her feelings, but then she couldn't shake the feeling that you had been upset and she felt so much hatred for herself at that moment.

Natasha knew you loved her and viewed her as a mother but your vision had been so clouded by anger that you simply couldn't control what you were saying but she could've. with one final punch, Natasha decided that it was her who should apologize. when she stumbled to your room and gently pushed open your door, you had been neatly tucked away in Wanda's embrace, your face nuzzled into her neck.

the both of you had been sound asleep and she didn't have the heart to wake you up from your seemingly comfortable state but then it dawned on her that you were never a cuddly type unless it was someone you really, really liked, and then she couldn't help the small smile and her teary eyes because she realized that her little girl had grown up and had been in love.

you had been incredibly exhausted in the morning. you couldn't believe how emotionally worn out you had become and it hadn't help that Wanda wasn’t with you in the morning instead you met her in the kitchen, a small grin on her face when she spotted you. "I wanted to make you breakfast," she explained shyly, her arm wrapping itself around your lower back and pulled you in for a hug.

"you're too sweet, Wanda." you sighed out conflicted on whether you should be happy because the girl you liked for a bit of time is finally yours or if you should feel upset that you no longer had that mother figure that Natasha provided you with. you planted a soft kiss on Wanda's lips before turning to make some coffee. you and Wanda had been up quite early, leaving the both of you in a comfortable quiet kitchen as you worked alongside each other to get breakfast ready.

you had gone most of your day without seeing Natasha until you and Wanda stumbled into the training room, Wanda bragging about how she could whoop your ass without even using her hands and you protested claiming you could rip her in half using your bare hands. the conversation was lighthearted and playful, you were both laughing and giggling about it until Natasha had come into your sight.

"We need to talk y/n." the older woman declared with a stern look on her face but in all reality, she had been happy that Wanda was making you smile despite the heavy argument you had with Natasha. you didn't have it in you to protest so instead you nodded and Wanda sent you a comforting smile before stumbling out the training room giving the both of you privacy. you let out a sigh, your gaze dropping before you glanced back up at the woman who raised you. "l-listen, mo- Natasha-" the woman stood her head, taking steps towards you and opening up her arms for a hug. "no, stop come here." you stepped into her embrace, sighing softly in relief.

"I would never and I mean, never give up on you. you know why?" you shook your head nuzzling into the woman. "because you're my daughter and you'll always be. I love you very much and I'm sorry that I ever allowed my anger to cloud my judgment. I'm your mom and I should've reacted to the situation better. it'll never happen again. okay?" you let out a half sob, half laugh causing her arms to tighten around you.

"I'm sorry too." she chuckled lightly, pressing a soft and comforting kiss to your temple. "it's just upset when no one trusts you when it comes to something that you've been working hard on, you know?" you explained causing Natasha to push you back slightly, cupping your cheeks and frowned. "you think I don't trust you when it comes to your strength? I do trust you, honey. it's just I want you to be emotionally prepared for what the mission entails, do you understand? plus you getting hurt because of something I allowed you to do would kill me." she uttered out causing you to nod understandably.

once all the heavy stuff had been out the way and apologizes had been accepted, Natasha couldn't help the smug smile that formed on her lips, she moved to hold the punching back for you as you punched at it, focusing on how hard you had been hitting it until Natasha uttered out. "I saw you and Wanda cuddling last night when I came to apologize. I've gotta admit you two are cute together. how long has that been going on?" she smirked when your cheeks flushed over and your eyes widened. the woman had been playfully wiggled her eyebrows at you as your punches stopped abruptly, your cheeks heating up even more.

"oh my god, please stop!"

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff fanfiction #natasha romonova #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha x you #the avengers #avengers #natasha romanoff

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el-moscorrofio-y-el-mercachifle · 2 years

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CALDERÓN AU— PART 3

Same warnings as always!

You can find Part 1 here and Part 2 here!

So! Now Betty knows who the secret admirer is, all according to Calderón’s plan.

She’s left dwelling with this for the rest of the day, in which she didn’t see Calderon again (after Calderon [fake] lovingly and respectfully assures her she owes him nothing and wants nothing from her but for her to know that she’s “deeply appreciated” [“muy querida para mí” were his exact words. Not dropping the L bomb yet! Too soon for that.])

Now Ecomoda’s hours are over, and Calderon and Armando are at a bar, drinking while they discuss the topic. This is when Mario goes more into detail of what Armando would need to do in order to break Betty’s heart (after qn extensive session of brainwash and manipulation of Armando’s feelings and vulnerabilities, obviously. Otherwise he would never accept.)

(Also, for this part of the plan, although for Mario is clear that it’s meant to break Betty’s heart, when he proposes the plan to Armando, he says they’ll “disillusion Betty”. He only used the term “heartbreak” once, when he first proposed the idea, but he quickly picked up the way Armando got scandalized, so he changed the term to a “little disillusionment.” Words are power, and Calderon always knew how to use them with Armando, remember that!)

Eventually, Armando agrees. The plan is divided in teo key aspects: A) formality and B) passion. The first one involves Marcela, to make sure Betty doesn’t forget for a second that Armando is at the gates of marriage and therefore NOT available. The second one involves showing Betty that even if Armando WERE available, she’s definitely veeeeery far from even coming close to being his type.

((This is because Mario is keenly aware that Betty knows that Armando “loves his car more than he loves Marcela”, but also that she knows that the models are just little meaningless distractions. Thus, they have to make it clear that Betty has neither opportunity to be the Formal One, nor a Night Of Passion one.))

Mario sees Armando’s reluctance very clearly, and seeing how awful of an actor he proved to be during that false conversation oberheard by Betty (Calderon AU— Part 1), Mario realizes this plan needs to be something more… spontaneous. It also needs to require very little of Armando.

Mario tells Armando to not worry, that he’ll take care of the hardest parts. All Armando needs to do is go along with it. (And not worry! Calderon won’t do anything that would leave Armando looking bad— all the contrary. It’ll be very beneficial for him.)

Anyways, Armando hesitantly accepts, mainly because Mario swears he won’t have to do much, and Armando wants to be the least involved in this as possible because guilt is eating him alive!

Next day, all’s ready. Mario gets late to the office because he needed to prepare a little something. It’s around mid morning when he arrives.

He goes straight to Armando’s office the second Mario sees that Betty leaves the Presidency. Mario gives him a little plastic package. There’s a little box inside. Instructs him to not peak! And then they go to have lunch.

That gift was left in the open with the possibility of being found. Either way, it doesn’t really matter if it is. Could even add some points if it is! ((It isn’t, tho, but once again, no matter))

Armando id obviously nagging Calderon about what’s in the package. Calderon only admits that it’s a gift, but not for Armando. He’ll find out when they come back. This is making Armando extremely nervous, anxious, and really making him crave a whiskey and to punch Calderon in the nose.

They return to Ecomoda, and Calderon quickly accompanies Armando to his office just to make sure Vampirín is in her office. She is; and she has her door ajar! Great, let the show begin!

Calderón quickly returns to his office and makes a phone call.

Sooner than a lightning, Marcela Valencia is at her boyfriend’s office, as his best friend requested. Mario told her Armando was looking for her.

Armando was not expecting her, but quickly composes and returns her kisses and caresses.

She says that Mario sent her, that he said that Armando had something for her. She’s all smiles and flirts; happier than she’s been in a while. When was the last time Armando Mendoza gave her a gift in a date that was not a holiday or her birthday?

He gives her the package. He’s smiling nervously, fake flirting about how she needed to open it to know what it is (while internally he’s also thinking that she needs to open it for HIM to know what it is lol)

She opens it. Inside, there’s a box. She opens it. Inside, there’s a ring. An engagement ring.

Armando nearly feels himself pale by the mere sight of that diamond. His stomach nearly knots when Marcela tried it on.

To further Armando’s suffering, there’s a note inside the package. “Una muestra de mi amor y compromiso”—- (“a proof of my love and compromise.”)

(((This card is simple, white on totality with common black printed letters. Nothing cheesy. Mario can tell Marcela wouldn’t like boring cheesy poetry. Also, it’d be suspicious)))

It is nonetheless still suspicious. Marcela asks what did he do this time, that accusatory tone evident in her voice even through the false veil of flirting; and Armando nearly got defensive (even though he has not done anything wrong in a while)… but remembered he had a job, and had to gulp down his need to answer as cynically sarcastic as possible and instrad smiled. He lies and says it was something he had owed her; that he had had it for a while.

She loosens up at this; and admires the ring on her finger. It’s beautiful; just the kind she wanted. She lets him know this, saying how well he knows her taste. Armando smiles awkwardly. Calderon is too observant sometimes, eerily so.

This whole thing earned Armando to nearly be strandled on his own chair. Under Marcela’s expert kisses and wandering hands, he nearly forgets what was this all about (again), but at last second he does remember. He remembers Betty is a few meters away, listening to it all. Getting her heart broken.

Shame overwhelms him. For both of those women.

He can’t enjoy Marcela’s touch anymore, and with the excuse of being in the office, and silently pointing at Betty’s ajar door, he gets her down from his lap. He doesn’t want to touch her right now.

He doesn’t want her to be there. He himself doesn’t want to be there.

Fortunately, Marcela leaves, and due to Ecomoda’s awfully thin walls, it’s a matter of minutes before he hears Patricias’s demonic screech coming from the hallway.

And as if summoned, Demon #2 enters the scene: Mario Calderon opens the Presidency door with the biggest, smuggest grin on his very punchable face.

Armando feels like leaving him teethless.

Wooo! Calderón AU part 3, done! Hope you’re liking this bulleted fic this far; and sorry I can’t give you full fleshed fanfics; I’ve got commitment issues when it comes to writing lol

Sooo, what are y’all’s thoughts this far? Are y’all liking it? Suggestions, theories, thoughts?:)

#ysblf #yo soy betty la fea #armando mendoza #betty la fea #beatriz pinzón solano #beatriz pinzon solano #marcela valencia #armando ysblf #betty ysblf #nicolas mora #ysblf fanfiction #calderon au #mario calderon

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softyoongiionly · 3 years

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BlackHeart Bakery

Who says Halloween can’t be romantic?

Pairing: Emo! Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 3.7k

Genre: fluff

A/N: HI OMG IM SO SORRY THIS IS LATE. I love you, I hope you like it. I’m sorry it isn’t longer but, I still can’t wait for you to read it.

-you never imagined that the quirky lil bakery down the street from your university would change your life

-But it did

-“Omg shut up, you’re so dumb.”

-“Rawr xD”

-“Did you just say rawr xD out loud??? That totally defeats the purpose of its existence...”

-“Don’t cite the deep magic to me witch, I was there when it was written.”

-“And now you’re quoting the chronicles of narnia- alright just go back to sleep you big dummy...”

-“Mmm but you married a big dummy so what does that say about you”

-“Jungkook don't spoil it oh my god!”

-“Like they don’t know what’s coming already- spoiler alert losers! I get the girl.”

-“I hate you...”

-“Mm yeah- I love it when you talk dirty to me baby. The last time you said that- we ended up fuc-“

-“Ok! That’s enough! Our story begins...”

-Jungkook’s bakery was quite famous around your city

-If people didn’t come for the gaudy Halloween decorations

-They came for the music

-Exclusively pop punk, if you’re wondering

-It was like 2009 everyday

-Which was comforting, considering the world has gotten a little

-Tricky

-Since then

-But anyways

-If they didn’t come for the music or the decorations

-They came for the AMAZING espresso

-And the spooky themed treats

-But if you’re being honest

-You think the main thing that keeps them coming back

-Is Jungkook

-If his sweeping black hair didn’t get you

-Or the adorable cheeky twinkle in his eyes

-It was the tattoos and the piercings

-He looked like he walked right off of a black veil brides music video set

-He was hot

-This was obvious

-But he didn’t seem to think so

-You had come to the conclusion that he was oblivious

-he shoved his feet into his big black doc martens every morning

-Slipped on his beaded bracelets and studded chokers

-Pulled his fall out boy t-shirt over his

-Massive

-Tattooed

-Biceps

-And just thought hm

-I’m pretty average I guess (lol)

-That’s a direct quote from him btw

-Men truly are hopeless

-Jungkook opened the bakery two years ago

-He had mentioned to you that he had saved up money from his 3 part time jobs to put a down payment on the building

-Which was wedged between a sex shop

-And a thrift store

-And honestly his bakery

-Blackheart Bakery, if you’re being specific

-Fits right in

-Jungkook refuses to hire new staff

-“They won’t do it right.” He whined to you one day

-“One time I tried to hire this guy and he put the sugared googly eyes on the cookie skeletons ALL WRONG”

-“How do you put googly eyes on wrong?” You had giggled

-“you just do- i- See? This is exactly why I can’t hire anyone...”

-You had started chewing on the end of your pencil in the midst of your laughter

-It was an unconscious habit

-And it makes Jungkook shift uncomfortably, his hands moving off of the top of your table

-“Don’t do that...” he had muttered, smirking to himself as he walked back behind the counter

-he did that a lot

-He’d mutter something

-Mildly flirtatious under his breath and then

-Just walk away

-It was quite confusing

-But honestly you had a feeling he was just a filrty person

-You certainly weren’t the only girl he smirked at

-Not that you pay attention

-Ok

-Maybe you do

-Kinda

-Pay attention

-but it’s not your fault!!!!

-You just

-Can’t help but feel a little jealous

-You kiiiiiinda have a little thing for him

-Ok

-Maybe it’s a big thing

-Maybe it’s a massive

-Gigantic

-Towering

-Crush

-But look at him!!!

-You simply couldn’t be blamed

-It was his fault

-Yep

-That’s what you’re going with

-It was Jungkook

-And his tight t shirts

-His ripped jeans

-His dangly earrings

-His tattoos

-His big

-Stupid boots

-Ugh ok

-Focus

-You have work to do

-The whole reason you began coming to Jungkook's cafe was so you -could find a consistent place to study for your exams

-You were in school to become a teacher :)

-And teachers have to study very very hard

-Educating the youth is no easy feat

-Jungkook had asked what you were studying during the first week you arrived at his spooky house of baked goods

-“Oh I’m an education major”

-“Ahh so you’re getting an education about...education.” He concludes

-“I love it.”

-“So meta.”

-“Are they educating you on the disparities between impoverished children and wealthier children?”

-His wide eyes were brimming with genuine curiosity

-You kind of got a kick out of how candid he was about such heavy conversation topics

-“Not as much as they should be but, I’m actually writing a paper on a similar topic right now...”

-This caused a brilliant grin to come over his face

-It was almost blinding really

-And it made your heartbeat all wonky

-“Of course you are. You look smart like that...”

-He had backed away from your table then, seemingly satisfied

-Had you passed the vibe check?

-“I’ll leave you to your paper.” He nodded to your laptop but as he walked away, he pivoted back towards you on and the heel of his combat boot, “welcome to Blackheart Bakery by the way, let me know if I can get you anything.”

-Another brilliant smile is sent your way

-“Thank you.” You had smiled back, sending a tiny wave his way

-Which in turn, made HIS heartbeat all wonky

-You’re cute

-Like really cute

-And despite how often it may seem like his eyes are elsewhere

-They are ALWAYS on you

-Every chance he gets he is glancing your way

-Smirking to himself at how endearing you are

-Brow furrowed

-Lips pouted in concentration

-Completely oblivious to his gaze

-He has to remind himself to look away

-He doesn’t want to be a creep

-“Creepy men deserved to get kicked in the teeth...”

-He’s said this to you before when another patron had made you uncomfortable

-Jungkook kicked him out immediately

-“If you don’t leave, I’ll have no choice but to kick you in the teeth. One, because I can’t compromise my personal philosophy and two because you’re making my favorite customer uncomfortable.”

-Oh look there goes your heartbeat again

-WONKY

-The guy leaves in an angry rush, flipping Jungkook off in the process

-Saying something about leaving a bad Yelp review

-He doesn’t care tho

-He definitely doesn’t want to be a creep

-You’re just so

-Pretty

-Ugh

-He rolls his eyes at himself behind the espresso bar

-The latte in front of him neglected

-In need of a bit of foam

-“Focus Jeon, she’s just a chick...”

No wait

-“She’s just a woman. A woman who I respect, like I respect all women...”

-He’s been watching a lot of feminist theory on YouTube

-He likes staying educated

-And also fuck the patriarchy

-The man waiting for his drink has arched a brow at this point, wondering if his barista has lost his mind

-“Uhhh medium...” he checks the cup for his awful hand writing, “ghostly toasted marshmallow latte!”

-“Thanks.” The guy mutters, throwing a judging look Jungkook's way

-He gives him a lazy salute as the guy struts away with a briefcase in tow

-“Thaaanks.” Jungkook mocks him, his face scrunching up in annoyance

-Stupid man

-With his stupid briefcase

-As Jungkook is pulling out a batch of cream cheese frosting stuffed pumpkin muffins

-Or as Jungkook calls them

-PUNK-in Muffins

-Movement at the counter catches his eye

-is that

-”oh shit...” He grunts, hastily wiping his hands on his apron and rushing over to the counter

-normally he would meander

-stroll

-or even slump to greet any new guests at this hour

-and by this hour

-he means 45 minutes before closing

-Jungkook’s bakery is open til midnight on weeknights

-9pm on Sundays

-and 3am on Saturdays (for the culture of course, gotta keep it spooky)

-tonight happens to be a Friday night and the person awaiting his assistance is

-you

-”You’re still here?” He gawks, the black polish on his nails glimmering as he punches in a few keys on the register

-You offer him a tired and slightly amused smile, “No. Y/N died around 4:30, you’re speaking to her ghost. Please leave your message after the tone.”

-Jungkook cracks a smile, his palms resting on flat on the counter, “Do ghosts check their voicemails?”

-“Oh of course not but, I will be checking yours because you have access to caffeine.”

-Jungkook laughs

-no...he giggles

-and it’s fucking cute

-but you digress

-“I feel like I should cut you off...this is your 4th latte; I’m pretty sure you’re 80% caffeine at this point...”

-“Noooo, don’t do that.” You whine slumping against the counter, “I just need to finish this one page...”

-He quirks a brow as he scribbles something on your cup, unimpressed with your statement, “You said that three hours ago. I’ll make you another one but I’m not putting an extra shot in.”

-Your face turns up in protest but he click his tongue against his teeth , shaking a manicured finger at you

-“Ah ah- nope. I don’t want to hear it. You either take that or I’m making you a hot chocolate and shutting the buildings power off.”

-With a dramatic sigh, you concede

-“Ugh fine. Here-” You go to hand him your debit card but he shakes his head

-“Put that away.”

-You want to protest but given the fact that he’s made the rules thus far during this interaction, you doubt you’d be able to stop him.

-A smile appears on your face then, appreciative of his generosity

-“Thank you.”

-He merely grins, waving you off before rolling up the sleeves of his black Blink 182 shirt

-as soon as his tattoos are out

-all the moisture leaves your mouth

-you try your hardest not to stare at him

-expertly, he eases the espresso shots into the milk, tongue poking between his lips in concentration

-and you

-being sleep-deprived

-and a little loopy

-decide to

-flirt????????

-if you could even call it that

-which you could but you shouldn’t

-“For the record, when I finally dig my way out of this of mountain of death I’m stuck in, I will definitely take you up on that hot chocolate...”

-Jungkook’s brow quirks at the tone of your voice, his hands suddenly itching with nerves

-was that

-was that flirty?

-should he flirt back?

-“My hot chocolate is legendary. You won’t be disappointed.” His lips display a small grin as he places the lid atop your finished latte, “Also mountain of death is a great name and I WILL be stealing it.”

-You giggle

-again

-“and I WILL be suing you for copyright.”

-He laughs now, wiping up the bit of milk he spilled

-the sinewy muscles in his forearm tensing and untensing

“Good luck getting me to show up to court.”

-and that’s kinda how it was between you and Jungkook

-for like six months

-it was a little bit flirty but never anything to push either over you over the edge.

-and speaking of being on edge

-recently, you had gone from vacationing in your timeshare on the edge

-to signing a 35 year mortgage contract

-4 bedrooms

-2.5 bathrooms

-of pure

-unrelenting

-stress

-you could feel it in the middle of your back

-shoving itself up between your shoulder blades

-your body seemed to ache with it

-the worst part being

-it was Halloween

-You should be out with your friends, having fun

-wearing itchy costumes and drinking sugary drinks

-but instead, your headed towards the bakery to work

-Jungkook was behind the counter, smiling happily at a family dressed like the cast of scooby doo

-from what you could see he was wearing a skeleton onesie

-his jet black hair tousled perfectly above his head

-he looked adorable

-(and hot)

-He notices you instantly, his face turning up in surprise

-you offer up a small wave and head over to your table

-you know he’s going to say something about you being there but

-you don’t really have much of a choice

-this work has to be done

-it takes him a second to spot you but when he does

-he seems to perk up

-his smile brightening as he looks back towards his customer

-as you’re setting everything up, you feel a presence (not the spooky kind) at the end of your table

-it’s Jungkook and he has your regular order in one hand, along with something wrapped in skeleton-patterned parchment paper

-“I know, I know.” You acknowledge before he’s even able to chide you for being here

-He smirks “What are you doing studying on the holiest day of the year??”

-You giggle

-“The holiest day of the year huh?”

-“Of course. Halloween is the one night a year that the homies can dress like total -sluts and no one can say anything about it.”

-This makes you giggle again

-“And you went with slutty skeleton huh? I love it- it’s like as naked as you can possibly get.”

-He chuckles, gesturing to his costume

-His floppy black hair getting in his face

-“Damn right baby.”

-The way he grins tells you the pet name is a joke

-But the deepening of his voice gets to you anyway

-“Thank you for this. I promise I’ll get out of your hair early tonight.”

-“The only thing I’m worried about getting out of my hair is this white spray paint. You’re welcome to stay as long as you want.”

-He’s put a streak of white spray paint in his raven locks

-Why? You’re not certain

-Does it look good on him, like everything else does?

-Absolutely

-Its been a few hours since your night of studying began

-Jungkook’s dropped off two free lattes since you’ve arrived

-As well as a slice of his ‘I write cinnamon not tragedies’ bread

-Which was equally hilarious and delicious

-You caught him glancing over at your table a few times but you didn’t think anything of it

-He’s probably just checking to make sure that no one needs your table

-His bakery is packed most nights but Halloween is a special night at Blackheart Bakery

-He has a trick or treat counter set up with free (homemade) candy

-A photo op complete with a fake haunted house backdrop

-A Halloween playlist

-And a bunch of discounts on his signature lattes and food

-you watch him amongst the chaos

-He is completely unfazed

-He seems elated at the amount of customers he has

-he grins and laughs at something a man dressed like Thor says at his counter

-he seems entirely in his element

-you realize that the denial tactics you’ve been trying out haven’t been working

-because this floppy haired, tattooed, slutty skeleton/baker kind of has a hold on your heart

-you’ve been friends for a long time now

-he always makes sure you’re taken care of

-he always asks if you’re ok

-he always gives you this little grin

-it feels like a secret sometimes

-but maybe it’s been his way of letting you know where he stands

-he’s been bringing you lattes and pastries for months now

-he never charges you full-price

-he always reminds you not to work too hard

-he

-fuck

-he likes you doesn’t he?

-you look back over at the counter to see him bending over and handing a skeleton cookie to a little girl dressed like Captain Marvel

-he laughs at something she says

-his eyes focused entirely on her and whatever she seems to be proclaiming to him

-your heart goes wonky again

-alright

-enough is enough

-you’re doing this

-Jungkook’s done so much of the work thus far

-it’s time for you to seal the deal

-and if he rejects you, well…

-you can just crawl into a hole and never come out again

-easy peasy

-You can feel his eyes on you as you get up to take your place in line

-luckily there isn’t anyone else behind you

-rejection with an audience would certainly be worse

-Jungkook has his witty comment ready for you as you approach the register

-“I know for a fact you haven’t finished your third latte and I’m not making you another one until-“

-“I’m not here for another latte.” You laugh, trying to ignore the thrashing of your heartbeat

-“No? Well, are you finally going to try my Welcome to the Blackened Chicken Parade Burger then? I’ve been asking you for like three weeks…”

-god he’s fucking cute

-“I’m here to ask you out.”

-Jungkook swears he feels his heart stop

-“You’re here to…”

-He repeats the first part of your response as his he didn’t hear you

-his black fingernails anxiously tapping against the countertop

-“I’m here to ask you out- on a date.”

-Jungkooks face seems to go through various stages of confusion before a shy smirk presents itself on his pretty mouth

-“Me? You’re asking me-“ He places a hand on his chest, “-out on a date?”

-“Yes!” You laugh, slapping the counter a bit too hard, your nerves getting the best of you, “Are you down?”

-He shakes his head but his answer contradicts his movements

-“So down, beyond down. There is no one on Earth who is more DOWN than I am. Yes. My answer is yes. 50000% yes.”

-you can’t help the smile on your lips

-“great. So are you free next Friday then?”

-He grins with his teeth this time, nodding emphatically

-“Consider the shop closed.”

-and so it was

-you returned to your table moments later

-feeling on top of the world

-you did it

-you asked Jungkook out

-and he said yes

-and now you

-NOW YOU HAVE A DATE WITH JUNGKOOK

-LOOK AT YOU GO

-TAKING CHARGE

-you try your best to engage with your studies but with Jungkook on your mind

-its really hard

-roughly two hours later, things at the bakery have finally started to slow down

-“Hey uh- Y/N?”

-Jungkook's voice that pulls you out of your studying trance

-he’s standing at the entrance of his back room, waving you over with his hand

-and who are you to deny him?

-you make your way over there, annoyed at the instant increase in your heartrate

-he stands awkwardly to the side and gestures to the boxes on the metal rack

-“I just remembered that I’ve never given you a tour of the place. I give all my regulars a tour of the stockroom and my office and uh-”

-he cuts himself off and clumsily cups your cheek

-he pulls you into a kiss

-a really good kiss

-his lips are so warm

-he smells like cinnamon

-you could literally die happy

-The ridiculous nature of his first attempt to kiss you, makes you giggle into his mouth

-you feel him smile, his hands smushing your cheeks together as he pulls away

-“Ok I lied. There is no tour. I’ve just been watching you focus on your computer for the last two hours and you’re just really fucking cute and-”

-this time, it’s you who cuts him off

-“You better give me an actual tour next time. How else am I going to steal your secret recipes?”

-he scoffs in mock offense

-“Ah ha! So that’s the only reason you asked me out huh? Should I be calling you Plankton instead of Y/N? Ew no wait- that would make me Mr. Krabs and he’s a dirty capitalist...”

-You laugh, “Oooh good point. Guess you’ll just have to be Karen, my computer wife.”

-This makes him laugh now and the sound warms your soul

-“I could live with that- I like your last name better anyways.”

-with another kiss, your adventure with the emo baker of your dreams begins

-It may have been Halloween but it sure felt like Christmas to you

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Drastic Measures- Part 2

@daminette-december2019-2020

~Swordplay~

To summarise: I will have the love square one way or another!

Ao3

First >Next

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As far as homes go it’s pretty good” Adrien stretches out, Plagg curls up next to him.

“Don't get too comfortable we’re going to be on the move,” Marinette types furiously at her computer.

“I will try my hardest,” Adrien stares blankly at her, sat atop a pile of grubby blankets next to a broken window. Marinette loses connection to her computer and slams it shut with a huff.

“Get some sleep I’m going to find an internet cafe,” Marinette stuffs the cheap laptop into her bag, amazing how something she bought at a hole in the wall place for thirty bucks didn’t work well.

“Who needs sleep when you can have coffee,” Adrian stands up, ready to follow her.

“Sleep Chat,” She pushes him down by the shoulders, “I need my partner fully operational,”

“Yeah kid, take a break, we worked hard,” Plagg yawns, turning over.

“You also worked hard Bug,” Adrien lets himself be pushed back onto the blankets.

“I won't be able to sleep until I know how everything is in Paris,”

“Neither can I,” Adrien protests, already half asleep.

“Sure you can, night Chat,”

“Night M’lady,”

Marinette leaves the same way they came in, though the window. She has to slide down the gutter to get on the street, Tikki hiding away in her bag. She has to go pretty far in town to find a suitable cafe, too far from Adrien to be comfortable. Marinette pops in her earbuds before opening her computer to let her talk to Tikki freely.

She doesn't immediately search up missing person cases. Looking instead at Paris tourist destinations and guides. Switching to the dangers of traveling to Paris; the only mention of Akuma being on obscure question and answer sites. She looks at kidnapping potential and then moves onto missing person cases. Adrien's is the first to come up, obviously.

There was lots of outcry among his fans. Many were throwing around accusations of foul play on Gabriel's part from abuse to locking Adrien away from the world. However, Gabriel was also fiercely looking for his son. Adrien hadn’t left behind any sort of note. Well only to Nino, which Adrien had told Marinette was asked not to mention to anyone.

Marinette then feels safe enough to look up her own case. It was smaller, although was gaining attention as Jagged proclaimed it to high heavens; more so asking what they did wrong and how they could fix it and asking for any sightings of her. That could be a problem if her picture was already around. Marinette pulls her hood up higher. They might have to get haircuts and wear disguises… on second thought wearing suspicious disguises in Gotham might cause more problems.

“Tikki they seem really worried,” Marinette watches the videos Jagged posted, her parents in the background running around talking with police.

“Of course they are Mari,” Marinette feels a light tap on her side, “But you're doing the right thing,”

“No I’m not,” not when she’s watching a video of her parents crying, “I’m doing what needs to be done, this is my responsibility, no matter what a certain someone thinks,”

She spits with venom. Maybe Adriens rant last night rubbed off on her.

“He’s the hero here,” Tiki says non accusingly, “Imagine if another hero came to Paris without asking you… remember Volpina?”

“Ah now that was an actual villain,” Marinette hadn’t trusted her from the start, “Plus she was akumatized,”

“Marinette,” Marinette can’t bring herself to feel guilty, even under tikis scolding.

“Right but that still doesn't give him the right,” Marinette huffs, “After all would he attack Marinette? No!”

“Are you implying you would attack Lila?”

“......... no,”

“Marinette,”

Marinetti smirks to herself instinctively looking around for Adrien to share her joke. Then Marinette froze. The cafe was empty, not even a barista. How had she not noticed!?

“Wait,” Marinetti says out loud before Tiki could talk, “I’m going to have to call you back, something just came up,”

Something was watching her from the kitchen door as if she couldn’t see them. Marinette tries to act normal going for the pepper on the table and putting it on her food. They move at the same time. The attacker runs towards her, Marinette throws the shaker at- Robin?! It hits him square in the forehead, with a curse he touches his bleeding forehead.

“I am so sorry!” Marinette panics, “That was meant to explode in your face!”

“How is that better?!” Robin runs forward, sword drawn. Marinette ducks behind the table grabbing her plate and frisbeeing it towards him, he manages to dodge this one, “Draw your weapon coward!"

“I don’t have a weapon!” She grabs the table cloth ready to take the vigilante down, “What is wrong with you?!”

He doesn't answer lunging at her again with the sword. Marinette kicks up the table then kicks it towards him in one swift movement. With the impact of the table he drops the sword, Marinette jumps up landing on the table which pins Robin down to the ground with its weight and hers, with the legs sticking up.

“I knew it,” Robin spits and she presses her weight into the table to keep him pinned.

“Excuse you,” Marinette catches his wrist as he tries to pull a dagger on her using the table cloth to tie it to the legs of the table, then does the same with the other, “You attacked me,”

“-Robin!” she hears a faint call, no one is around so it must be from his communicator, “-Robin report back to the cave!”

“I’ll take that~” Marinette sings songs ignoring how he growls at her. She rolls her eyes stepping off the table she needed to get out of here now.

She steps out of the cafe throwing the communicator and likely a tracking device too on the roof of a passing car then sprints in the opposite direction. She heads for the alleys looking for an area with no cameras as she runs. When she finds a spot Marinette transforms running back to their base with record timing.

“Adrien wake up!” Ladybug jumps through the window, barely avoiding landing on him, “Batman’s after us,”

“What?!” He sits bolt upright, Ladybug pulls him onto his feet.

“Move! Now!” She grabs their bags, Adrien transforms and they take off over the rooftops.

“What happened?!” Chat shouts as the runaway, “Is Batman chasing us?”

“Yes, well kinda-- Robin tried to kill me,”

“He what?!”

“As Marinette,” She adds, slowing down as they should have put enough distance between them.

“Did they figure us out already?” Chat Noir slows down into a walk then collapses on the rooftop,

"Probably,"

“This is the worst wake up call ever!”

“Well, it's about to get worse,” Ladybug cringes feeling the distinct trace of magic she was all too familiar with.

“Akuma?”

“Akuma,”

“Great, perfect,” Chat complains standing back up.

“At least we’re not at school,” Ladybug shrugs, launching herself over a roof.

“No you’re right being chased by a masked vigilante is a massive improvement,”

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Wow

“Robin! Get your head out of the clouds and get over here!”

Damian breaks out of his trance, regrettably tearing his gaze away from Ladybug to the much less awe inspiring sight of Batman trapped under a car. They shouldn’t be wasting their time worrying about these established amazing hero’s and worry about that assassin on the loose. Who knows who she was after. She could be planning Batman’s demise at this very moment; if she was close with his mother then surely she knew their identities which was far far more dangerous.

Ladybug could handle herself as evidence by her going toe to toe with the newest villain. In a matter of minutes, the villain was down for the count with no help on their part.

“Ladybug!” He calls before she leaves again, maybe she could help him convince his father that he was being an absolute buffoon.

“Oh it’s you,” She says surprisingly coldly, “What do you want now?”

“Now?”

“Are, you here to attack me again?”

“... I didn’t attack you?” He had spent all morning tracking down a dangerous assassin.

“... Oh! Of course, you did- haha I just ummmm-- there must have been an… Akuma! Yes! There must have been an Akuma earlier that looked like you,”

“An Akuma was impersonating me?” Robin growls.

“Yeah, they do that sometimes,” Chat Noir pipes up, “It’s annoying,”

“Yes and if you’re here, that uh… that means the Akuma is still out there so we gotta go deal with that so-bye!” Ladybug swings off closely followed by Chat Nor; off to go save his name and reputation.

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“So you really think that was an Akuma?” Adrien asks as they transform back.

“Maybe- I don’t know it was just an excuse so he wouldn't figure out my identity,”

“Well at least he doesn't know it,” Adrien shrugs as they walk through the alleys in search of a new place to rest that night.

“If he doesn't know then why would he attack Marinette?” She asks, “And if it was an Akuma that means Hawkmoth knows my identity which is so much worse!”

“Is it tho?”

“Chat,”

“I mean back in Paris it would have been bad,” They both cringe, “But here we have no home, no family, no friends! He cant use any of that against us now!”

Adrien beams his contagious smile.

“You always manage to find a bright side,” Marinette smirks punching him in the shoulder.

“So that's why,” They both turn around, staring in shock.

“Batman?!” Turning back their way out is already blocked by mister boy wonder. Who, by the way he is glaring at her, was not an Akuma this morning.

“I can't believe Talia called me because some teenagers were eloping,”

I know that name- WAIT!

“Eloping?!” Marinette chokes, “We are not eloping!”

“As in not at all,” Adrien blanches, “And I mean no offense Marinette you are literally the sweetest person but I can’t imagine anything more horrific!”

“Oh god, same!” At least now, “I mean once when we were younger…-- it was a silly crush!”

“Wait you had a crush on me?!”

“Yeah, well, you had a crush on me!”

“... oh god… I did, didn’t I?!”

While Adrien is dealing with that little revelation Marinette looks around for an escape. There isn’t much opportunity since both have their eyes on them, partly out of morbid curiosity at their little freakout. Well if you don't have a distraction homemade is fine.

“AKUMA!” They both look, predictably.

Marinette grabs Adrien and runs. She goes for the side Robins guarding, sweeping his legs sending him crashing to the ground.

“I’m not sorry!” Marinette calls as they sprint down the alley.

Marinette heads for the main street, enough of a crowd to camouflage. As they are walking through as casually as possible Marinette sweeps them both for bugs putting any she finds on random passerbys. They walk sometimes ducking into busy shops in hopes of losing their trail. They come across the mall which works perfectly for them. They stay until it starts to approach closing time, it’s easy enough to avoid security and so they get locked in for the night.

“So what do you want to do?!” They walk through the empty halls Adrien skipping along and looking at each display. Marinette stops outside an electronics store, the tv’s still on and displaying the news.

“Make a plan for a way to deal with that,” On-screen are the two of them, a video of Ladybug throwing a car at Batman, “This is taken completely out of context!”

“What’s the context?”

“Batman was being a little bitch!”

“I’m sure that will hold up in court,” Adrien laughs taking a seat in one of those massage chairs, “Besides what's the problem?”

“The problem?!” Marinette yells, “The problem is that now all of Gotham is going to hate us!”

“So? Do we really need them to like us?” Adrien gets up to stand by her, rubbing her shoulder.

“They did in Paris,”

“We’re not in Paris anymore,” Adrien says quietly, leading her towards the seats, “We have a chance to start new again, everyday something we haven't done before, a couple of pals living day to day on the edge, isn’t that exciting?”

“I just--” want to go home, “I’m tired,”

“Take a break,” Adrien sits her down in the massage chair with a kind smile, “I’ll keep watch,”

“.. ok,” Marinette curls up in the chair Tikki coming to lie beside her. With not much strength to fight it, Marinette falls asleep while she can.

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Taglist? nope don’t have one, horrible at keeping track of them sorry~

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug fic #miraculous fanfic #miraculous marinette #Marinette #badass marinette #batfam #daminette #good adrien #slow burn

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THINGS I LOVE ABOUT:

Sweater Weather, by @lumosinlove

... and other related works.

SPOILER FREE

Short(er) Remus Rights. One of the big things I dislike about a lot of people within any fandom is how much they can sometimes gatekeep different interpretations of characters. Remus and Sirius get a lot of this - there are interpretations of their characters that the majority of the fandom has decided to agree on, and anything outside of that is somehow wrong. For me, Remus is the hardest, because my interpretation is at times the exact opposite of what the fandom seems to have agreed on. I won't go into too much detail here, but one of my points is that I imagine Remus as shorter and smaller than Sirius. A lot of people will come for your next if you don't think that Remus is like seven feet tall or something ridiculous. Overall, Hazel's Remus has always lined up a lot with my interpretation of him. It's just nice to see Remus written and described in a way that I also imagine him in my head. (I may make another post explaining myself more in depth on this one...)

Use of French, and Hockey Accuracy. When reading Sweater Weather, I would be constantly translating the French that is used by multiple characters in the story, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the use of the language seemed to be a lot more accurate and genuine than a simple google translate plug (which... No hate, I've been there.) It made me wonder if Hazel actually knows French? At least a little? Also the descriptions of Hockey both on and off the ice feel really real and accurate, especially after I finished the story and started to look more into Hockey (because I'm probably on my way to becoming a Hockey fan now) and was ecstatic to find a lot of the things being discussed in the story also being discussed in real hockey clips and videos. This is most likely due to Hazel being a Hockey fan and actually understanding the sport instead of just fudging it. (Which again, I would be guilty of.)

Healthy Polyamorous Relationship(s). I have very rarely read anything with a polyamorous relationship. Period. But when I do I have that awful monogomous-normative voice in the back of my head that tells me which two are "actually in love" and which one is "the third wheel" and I definitely don't have that awful voice regarding the real life polyamorous relationships I've seen. Hazel does a wonderful job at developing every interpersonal relationship with O'Knutzy as well as how they all work together. (And O'Darwin is new to me, but I already love it so, so much)

Varying Relationship Lengths. There are relationships of varying shapes and sizes. Some take years to say "I love you" while others are engaged less than two years after getting together. I think it's easy to forget nowadays that you don't need to be dating for years before getting married and starting a family - and it doesn't need to be in that order.

That Hurt/Comfort tho. Hurt/Comfort is may favorite genre perhaps ever. And in Hockey there is a lot of hurt, so it makes sense to be followed up by a lot of comfort. It's perfect. *chef's kiss*

Feeling Things With The Characters. In almost every scene I could feel how each character felt and kind of get a sense of what's going on in their heads. There were times in these works where I could really feel that longing or loneliness or pain or sadness. I don't get to feel that intensely that often when reading fanfiction, and these fics make me feel all the things.

These are just a few of the broader themes I enjoyed while reading Sweater Weather.

SPOILERS AHEAD

TOP FIVE FAVORITE SCENES:

The All Stars Game (AKA all of Chapter 15) I loved this chapter, because it captures the entire arc of the pain Remus and Sirius feel after being outed, the steps they take to actually talk about it and talk to eachother again and get through it together, to once again being on the same page, and rooting for and protecting eachother more fiercely than ever. I loved the team members coming over to be with Remus and watch the game, I loved Remus's past coming to light, I loved Sirius punching Greyback in the face, Regulus being rescued. I even loved hearing the terrible things the press had to say, because I love that kind of drama it gets me so worked up (... In works of fiction. In real life that stuff would make me very, very angry.)

Remus Talking to Logan (Chapter 13) I love this scene because it really shows basically every side of the O'Knutzy drama, and because I could really feel Logan's pain and panic in this scene. I loved how soft and kind Remus was in trying to talk to Logan about it, at the same time trying to keep him calm. I loved Finn walking in and seeing that Logan was hurting and immediately wanting to fix it, nearly ready to fight Remus, who was getting in his way. And I love the final part, where Remus suggests Logan tell 'them' he loves them, all the while promising himself he would tell Sirius the same thing. I think this scene is the perfect crossover point between Coast to Coast and Sweater Weather, and progresses both storylines flawlessly.

Family Skate (Chapter 12) I think it's hat I liked most about this scene was the Team learning not only that Remus used to play, but just how good he was, and still is. I loved how shocked they are, and the foreshadowing when Arthur asks Remus if he has any tapes. I really like the somber tone around Remus's injury, and how tragic it is, and the team can really understand that. It also sets the time for just how much this injury is affecting Remus even to this day. Aside from all that serious stuff, seeing the Team with little kids is also super cute. And James finding out about the necklace.

The Game Against Vegas (Chapter 16) I liked this scene a lot because you can really feel how much the team wants to avenge Remus. I liked the tense interactions between Remus and Greyback, especially the part where Remus said "you're not my teammate". One of my favorite moments is at the end of this chapter when Remus is spiraling in a gas station parking lot, and all of his old superstitions are coming back to him. The Angst Levels are astronomical.

Leo and Finn Like Eachother (Coast to Coast, Chapter 4) I honestly loved this scene so much, the emotional roller coaster Leo went through, the hesitance surrounding the whole "all three of us" question. The pain Leo feels when he thinks the kiss was only out of confusion, and that Finn only loved Logan. The relief he feels when Finn says he likes him. It's just a master piece. (Honorable mention for when all three of them get together in the next chapter: it was such a close tie.)

All in all, Sweater Weather is such a good read, and I love that I'm still immersed even after I've read the fic so many times. I'm going to keep following Vaincre, and I have a lot of ficlets planned out for this universe, coming soon.

Lots of love and praise to Hazel, who wrote not only such a good story, but wonderful characters (both Harry Potter, and original) as well.

#sweater weather: lumosinlove #sweather weather by lumosinlove #sweater weather #sirius black #remus lupin #leo knut #finn o'hara #logan tremblay #o'knutzy #coops #wolfstar #james potter #lily evans #harry potter #now playing: sweater weather

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Too Far, Seriously

Pairing: Bang Chan x reader

Genre: smut

Summary: Part 4 in a very dirty Bang Chan series in which a one night stand leads do a friends with benefits type of relation.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 5

In this part: you and him have been fucking around for quite a while now and it’s great, until certain feelings start getting in the way.

Warnings: graphic sexual content (duh), swearing, fuck buddies, sex toys, overstimulation, praise, alcohol, romance, angst

Word Count: 4K

Author’s Note: I debated on whether taking this story in this direction or not but I guess in the end, I couldn’t help myself. This one’s a little less dirty (still dirty tho haha) but I hope you still like it. And I’ll be posting the final part in a few days!! Love you all!! ♡

♡

The air is heavy with the familiar smell of sex. Skin slapping against skin in a rhythmic fashion, intertwining with the sounds of his heavy breathing and your desperate moans. It's ecstasy. He's pulling your hair as he pounds into you from behind and you're once again desperate for him, responding to his every request with an eagerness that makes him want you more with every passing second.

The hand previously holding onto your waist moves between your legs and you cry out. The vibrator he's wearing on his index finger presses into your clit, jolting you into pure madness.

"Chan," you whine out at the touch, "too much, I-"

He only responds by pressing harder, never letting up his merciless thrusting.

The stimulation is overwhelming and you can’t help but cry out to him, begging for release. You start to shake under him, moaning out his name when you feel his tongue licking a wet trail up your neck towards your ear. When he arrives there he groans lowly into your ear.

"It's okay baby,” he says between pants, “you’ve been good for me tonight.” He bites into your ear before whispering, “come for me."

The feeling of his breath in your ears and those words echoing through you empty head make your whole body tremble with sudden intense waves of pleasure. You whine and clench around him, letting your orgasm take over at last. It feels like the whole world is falling apart around you and you love it. You would let it all go to shit as long as you can feel as amazing as you do right now.

Your limbs go weak under him as your sensitivity starts to highten. You let out another string of moans, for Chan is not planning on letting go of you soon.

"Fuck, you're so hot," you hear him pant somewhere above you.

He grabs a tighter hold of your hips, fingers digging deep enough to bruise, and bounces you fiercely onto himself.

"Baby," he mutters darkly and you know by his tone he's about to blow. His breathing hitches and his hands squeeze your hips a dark red. You feel him release, the sensation of him filling you up adding to the afterglow of your own orgasm. He continues to rock you for a few more seconds before slowing and releasing his grip.

"Fuck," you let out after he’s pulled out. You curl into the sheets and turn to him.

A goofy smile spreads across his face.

"Don't look so proud, you ass," you say, burying your face into a pillow.

You feel a light smack against your butt, stinging only from the fact that he’d been spanking you before.

"Did I, or did I not make you see stars just now?" His voice is positively drenched in smugness.

"I hate you," comes your muffled reply from behind the pillow.

"Yeah right," he laughs and his hand is at your shoulders, pushing you playfully.

"Yeah, right!" you reply, raising your head, trying your hardest to scowl but breaking out into laughter instead.

It's nearly 3am. Most of the city is fast asleep but the two of you are still up, doing nothing much but not really making any moves toward sleep yet either. You'd been in and out of sex for hours. Limbs tangling, chasing pleasure together, losing yourselves in one another.

With him, often, it's dirty as anything and he calls you names, pulls your hair, bites you, chokes you, spanks you until you beg for release. But more recently, he fawns over you, growling little pet names into your ear, squeezing you close as he rides into you. He’s still undoubtedly conceited and annoying as hell, but you’ve also noticed other sides of him that have surprised you, making being with him a lot more bearable than you’d initially expected. And the sex is good, moreover, it has stayed good. It’s still as exciting as the first night you ended up in bed together - and you’re in bed together a lot. You're so used to him on you it feels odd when he isn't.

Now as well, you feel an emptiness at the loss of him.

Not that you're planning to mention that.

He's looking at you with that telltale grin, eyes twinkling with mischief and you know he's not about to let you sleep just yet.

"Shouldn't you be heading home right about now?" you say, stifling a yawn.

"I don't wanna go yet," he replies, grinning and he starts to crawl towards you. You eye him suspiciously as he slowly comes to hover above you.

"Do you really wanna be a zombie tomorrow?" you ask, raising your brows at him, "I'm sure the others are getting suspicious too."

He breaks out into a chuckle, "those guys wouldn't know it if we were doing it right in front of their noses."

"Whatever you say," you respond, "but you'll be in big trouble if you're not on time tomorrow, just saying."

"That," he answers, getting all the way on top of you, "is something for future me to worry about."

You wanna roll your eyes but he captures you with a kiss instead. It's slow and deep and the sensuality of it takes you by surprise. His beautifully toned torso slides against you as he goes in a second time and a soft moan topples from your lips. He finds his way from your mouth to your jawline, kissing down your neck with that same languid pace. It's slightly ticklish where he presses his lips, breath playing against your skin but you don't want it to stop. Another involuntary whine escapes you when he suckles the crook of your neck, creating another pretty little bruise for you to have to hide later.

"Not there," you manage to say as your hands come up to his shoulders.

He lets go and looks down at you, lips all pout but eyes full of joy. It's adorable. The thought passes through you for the fraction of a second before you pull yourself together.

"I don't wanna have to wear another turtleneck tomorrow, get off!" You shove him and he rolls onto his back beside you, laughing.

"Maybe you just don't want your other lover to see."

The sarcasm wasn't lost on you.

"I could have another lover, you know," you reply, acting casual.

He shakes his head, smiling. "I don't doubt that." He runs a lazy hand through his hair, mimicking your casualness. "But I don't think you need another lover after everything I do to you."

"You're so fucking full of it," you say, closing your eyes. He was right of course: you definitely weren't in need of another, but he didn't need to know that.

"You're blushing," you hear him say.

"I'm not."

"I like making you blush."

You open your eyes to find him lying on his side, with a face that’s just begging to be punched.

"I hate you." It's all you know to say at this point. You're pretty sure you mean it too.

"Come on," he shoves you softly. "you know you're lying."

His confidence continues to baffle you. You decide not to react and instead, pull the sheets over your face.

"Why so shy, baby," he chuckles and you feel him move. His head pokes in underneath the blanket and he's wearing the stupidest grin. You want to move further away from him but before you can he's crawling on top of you under the sheets. His hands move over yours pinning them on either side of your head.

"Gotcha."

He's smirking down at you and all of a sudden, for no apparent reason whatsoever, you feel yourself go hotter than ever. Something about the twinkle in his eyes irks you and you wish he'd move away but stay at the same time. He does neither. He does worse. He starts to lean in and his face has changed, mischief replaced with something more subdued.

When his lips brush against yours you go weak. It's nothing special, the kiss, but it wipes your mind clean of all reason. A million tiny feathers tickle just underneath your skin and you feel a panic coming up. With a last soft peck to your lips, he pulls away and at last, it seems like he's arrived at the place you are.

He's looking at you, brows slightly furrowed, eyes stark with confusion. And it's quiet; too quiet. You can hear the humming of the air-conditioning, the soft flow of his breathing, the uncomfortable thumping of your heartbeat.

"Maybe we should go to bed after all," he says, rolling off of you.

You're unsure of how to respond but glad he's at least done something to end that awkward moment. Your mind is still blank. You know you should probably say something to lighten the mood and let him know everything is fine but nothing comes out. He’s already reaching for the bedside lamp.

“You ready?” he asks in a tone as if nothing particularly strange has just happened.

“Yeah,” you manage to respond, hoping to sound the same.

The lights go off and, as you feel him move around in the sheets beside you for a minute, you start to wonder what the fuck just happened.

You wake up feeling perfectly comfortable and you sure as hell are not planning on opening your eyes yet; it's too nice. A warmth presses into your front, radiating through to your whole body. Your limbs feel heavy, sluggish and sore; you can’t even bring yourself to scratch the slight itch on the side of your nose. Then you notice the arm that’s slung around your waist lazily, fitting you snuggly into the warmth in front of you. That’s when your mind starts to clear up and-

Something stirs around you. You open your eyes, only to come face to face with Chan. You’re nearly nose to nose, which is, at the moment, a bit too close for comfort. He seems to agree. He’s looking at you half asleep, half startled for a second before he moves away.

“Oh god,” he groans, “what time is it?” He reaches for his phone and curses at the numbers on the screen. “I’m gonna be so late,”

You want to shoot him an ‘I told you so’ but decide against it, as he’s now scurrying around the room picking up pieces of clothing and throwing them on in absolute chaos. He stumbles into his pants, not bothering to button them, worms his way into a black T-shirt and runs to the mirror. He brushes a hand through his tousled bed hair, curses some more, picks up his bag and heads out the door without another word to you.

You’re not bothered, you tell yourself as you get dressed as well; he’s probably already getting in trouble for being late. It is his own fault and he could have said goodbye to you at least but you’re not going to hold that against him… probably.

Everything is fine.

The sun is blindingly bright when you exit the hotel but you don’t have your sunglasses with you. You peer at the ground, feeling more agitated than necessary as you make your way home. Your thoughts flit to Chan. He might be getting yelled at by his manager right now, you think wickedly. Serves him right.

Pain shoots through your side as you hit the street sign of your local coffee shop and, for some reason, that’s also Chan’s fault. You’re all sore from the night before and this isn’t helping, you think in disconcert, hugging your arms close to yourself. You still feel him all over your body, from the bite marks at your shoulders to the muscle pain in your thighs - not to mention the state of your pussy - and for some reason it bothers you. Perhaps it’s the way he left in the morning. His eyes had held a coolness behind them you weren’t used to. Those eyes linger for a while as you walk the empty, early morning streets. They bring you back to the night before and, without warning, an uncomfortable sensation rolls over your shoulders, down into the rest of your body. It makes your head buzz with questions you’d rather not ask yourself right now, so you quicken your pace and try to shake it off. Not that it works. All it does is feed into the frustrations you were already growing, so, by the time you arrive at your tiny one bedroom apartment, you’re positively brooding.

For once, you wish you had work to go to. Where the thought of staying home all day with nothing much to do usually elates you, today, it’s nothing but a reason for you to continue to over-think things. You do not want to think about things right now, especially Chan-related things because the uncomfortable feeling that arose on your walk home has now started pressing its way into every little nook and cranny of your brain.

You try to numb yourself with TV and snacks, putting a stopper on your brain so the feelings stay put, and, after a few attempts, find something on Netflix that manages to hold your attention for more than five minutes. Somewhere deep down, you know you should probably be thinking some things through; your brain keeps trying to shout at you to, but you refuse to listen. You turn up the volume of the drama you’re watching, drowning out the desperate pleas of reason. It’s blissful escapism and you’re planning to keep it up all day. It almost works too, until you receive a text.

It’s not even anything special. He’s just sent you a funny video of a goat dancing to one of his songs. Entirely unnecessary, you think, but fine. You’re just about to turn your attention back to the TV when he adds a message.

[Same time next week? ;)]

And with that, the stopper on your brain pops off and the uncomfortable Chan-related feelings run rampant, taking over your entire being. There’s so much going on you can barely make sense of it at first. You let out a frustrated groan, kicking your head back against your couch.

Your phone buzzes again and even the sound of it fuels your anger. You press a pillow over the screen and get up, not knowing what to do with all of this strange energy. The phone buzzes once more, muffled but still audible under the pillow.

It’s a complete impulse; you grab the phone and start jabbing at the screen. There, you whisper hotly to yourself. His notifications are now muted. Not forever, of course. You just need some time to calm down; today is just a bad day. You’ll deal with him once all of this has subsided.

Only it takes a lot more time than you’d initially thought to get him off your mind. The next couple of days pass irritatingly slow. You try to distract yourself with work and friends but at the end of the day you’re still peeking at the messages he sends you, agonizing over whether to reply or not. The thing is, you feel like you owe him an explanation for not responding at this point. His messages have changed from flirty jokes, to concern, to what you can only interpret as annoyance. But you have no idea what to even say to him. You don’t exactly know how you feel. It seems silly but you just can’t face him, so, when push comes to shove, you do not text him back. You will, you keep telling yourself, once you’ve got yourself figured out.

By the weekend, you’re going mad thinking about him and you’d kill for any proper distraction. That’s when your friend invites you to a party at one of her friends’ apartments.

There it was: the perfect opportunity to forget the mess you’re in.

On the day of the party, you find yourself oddly nervous. This wasn't like you. Luckily, your friend had the wonderful idea of meeting up at her place before the party for some getting ready and, more importantly, pre-drinking.

You haven't told any of your friends about Chan and you're not about to change strategies now. But when you're sprawled out on this particular friend’s bed while she drags a brush through her hair, she turns to you with a frown.

"What is up with you lately?"

"Nothing," you lie, staring at the ceiling and praying the alcohol will start to do its job soon.

"Yeah sure, whatever," she laughs, "you look fine."

You sit up to face her. "It's really nothing big. It's stupid."

"So it's a boy."

"I'm not talking about this with you," you say, shaking your head and falling back onto the bed. You reach for the bottle on the night stand.

"Always so mysterious, you are," she says, putting down the hair brush and coming over. She takes the bottle out of your hand and takes a sip. "But listen, if you're suffering because of this boy, I have one piece of advice," she hands you the drink back with a wide grin, "tonight, you're gonna forget all about him."

By the time the two of you arrive at the party, you're just the perfect amount of buzzed; just lightly, so your emotions are mostly numbed but you still know what you're doing.

The apartment is huge for a place in Seoul and there are already enough people for you and your friend to enter completely unnoticed. It's a modern, open-plan space and there’s a buzzing in the air that excites you. The main lights have been turned off, leaving only a couple of warm mood-lights. Some hip hop song plays softly from speakers at the far end of the room, the beats mixing with the murmurings of the crowd and you feel right at home.

"Do you wanna go find us a drink?" your friend says, leaning into you.

You shake you head, starting to smile.

"I wanna dance."

You drag your friend towards the speakers, where a group of people is already moving to the music.

This is great, you think. You should have done this days ago instead of spending your time staring at your phone. The music goes through you like a delicious breeze, willing your body to curve its way through the motions. You close your eyes and smile, swaying your hips, bopping your head and, oh yes, your head is completely vacant by the way. It feels a-ma-zing. It’s light and fun and easy, exactly the way you like things. All is well with the world, at last, until you open your eyes again and see something that makes your heart give a sudden painful pull.

You have to do a double take because you simply cannot believe your eyes.

Why is he here?

Chan is standing a bit further away, in front of a large window overlooking the city, with another girl. He’s looking down at her with his signature grin and she’s noticeably falling for it. It’s actually him. You can’t fathom the fact that he’s here, let alone with someone else. To make things worse, he reaches out and his fingers come to the girl’s side, lightly playing with the fabric of her dress, not unlike the way he did with you that first night.

You feel your insides start to boil. Your first instinct is to charge over there and give him a piece of your mind, but then you realize how dumb that would be. He’s in his complete right to do whatever he wants with whomever he wants… just as you are. And maybe that was the answer you’ve been looking for. He doesn’t look troubled at all. Maybe you should be going about things the same way he is.

You scan the room until your eyes land on a tall guy with dark hair, looking at you over a glass of wine. You walk over, mentally throwing out all worries, and introduce yourself.

“I saw you dancing before,” he says, leaning down towards you. He smells faintly of wood and tangerine.

You smile up into him. “Did you now?”

You’re amazed how naturally you fall back into flirty behavior. You run your hand up his arm before taking his hand and leading him back towards the speakers.

Dancing feels a whole lot different now, with this guy’s hands on your hips and his eyes all over you. You can’t say you dislike it. He turns you around, pressing himself softly into your back. That’s when you start heating up. You don’t know why but it feels a bit strange, being this intimate with someone else. He knows how to move; his front smooth against your back and there's just the right amount of contact for you to get excited. One hand holds your hip and gently guides you through the song. You feel his breath on you from time to time, tickling your ear, sending chills down your spine.

The night ticks on by as you dance. You've soon forgotten all about your problems as you sway and sway and fall deeper into the form behind you.

Something soft grazes your ear.

"Shall we go get a drink?"

You turn around, looking your mystery man in the eyes and nod.

He grabs the both of you some drinks and leads you to a more secluded part of the room, where the music won't bother you as much. You lean against the wall and allow him to envelop you.

"So," he begins, "where did you learn to dance like that?"

"I'm a bit of a pro actually," you reply, unable to hide a smile.

"You sure are," he grins down at you, sublty moving a little closer.

You're glowing. God, you love flirting! You don't even really care to know about this guy in great detail. You're just having fun talking about nothing, knowing very well where things might lead at the end of the night. And he's good at it too, bouncing off of your energy with boldness and wit. You notice him drawing nearer and nearer as time goes on. A hand comes to your side, his face drops a little lower, but he doesn't kiss you; not yet. He draws it out like he knows you want to, so an hour and a half later, when he does kiss you, you’re aching for it.

His lips are soft and taste of alcohol. You take him in gladly, sliding a hand around his neck and pulling him close. His hands roam your back slowly, but with a force that lets you know he’s not going to let you go any time soon. His tongue trails over your lip swiftly and you open up for him, deepening the kiss. Adrenaline rushes through you, enhanced by the alcohol already in your system, and you feel yourself growing needy for more. You moan into his mouth when his hand arrives at your ass, squeezing possessively.

"What the fuck!"

The voice is startlingly loud compared to the hushed conversation you'd been in for the past few hours. Before you can even see where it came from you’re pulled from your new lover’s arms. Realization hits you like a dreadful bomb when you see the dark haired man you’d been kissing crash into the wall, after being pushed by a shorter, blond haired guy.

Fuck.

♡

#next and last part coming very soon #bang chan #stray kids #bang chan smut #too much #smut #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #bang chan x reader #angst

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bisexualhobi · 3 years

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wait I think I agree not today is really bad but now rank all their title tracks from best to worst pls

lmaoohdksjjdjf i love this question so much anon but due to the fact that i’m me this would get way WAY too long. so i’m doing the top 5 best title tracks and then top 5 worst ones okay? i’m looking at google and apparently they have 26 korean singles so yeah that’s too much.

to rank them as objectively as possible I'm gonna try to take into account gp impact (which is not the same as chart impact since the fandom inflates those numbers), production, creative value (how innovative/different from other pop songs was it?) and the concept of the music video/aesthetic in general.

BTS TITLE TRACKS: TOP 5

5. Black Swan (2020)

am I cheating by putting here a pre release single? maybe. but it would be a disservice to leave this one out so bear with me

⭐gp impact: this song made more noise as a pre release single than the title track. I saw it in at least 3 end of the year editorials for best kpop songs of 2020. and the thing is it could have been WAY bigger but a lot of stuff happened that sadly made it go away too soon. I don't think this one is as famous or recognizable as the others in this list which is why it's going last, but also I think this song is the most underrated gem in bts discography so it's still going here.

⭐production: this song beat out the front runners (I need u, save me, DNA) solely because of its production. there are not a lot of kpop songs out there that manage to pull off what this song does. it's powerful, it's nostalgic, it's a dark and sexy song without being too on the nose. the mixing is SUPERB I remember the first time I heard it I thought "this would blow the fuck up if it was a Travis Scott song" and I will DIE on that hill. this is an example of heavy autotune on a song done right, not like the rest of their super autotuned songs that sometimes come out unrecognizable and empty sounding.

⭐creative value: it's not truly a new concept in pop to make a song about the Death of the Artist. it’s also not something a rookie group can do, this song needed to be released at exactly the time in bts’ career that it was. there’s just no emotional impact if you just sing about how the music makes your hear beat and you’ve been in the industry for,,, 3 years. this is the type of Swan Song you release at the peak of your career, so that really contributes to the message. mixing a trap beat with a ballet motif is GALAXY BRAIN SHIT.

⭐️concept: the ballet influence is just beautifully executed, this song is a beautiful piece of craftsmanship on all fronts. i think they could literally build an entire ALBUM off this concept, so the fact that they jampacked it onto one single song is both amazing and a little sad for me. i wanna hear more of this. i want a literal Black Swan (the darren aranofsky movie) horror concept where the protagonist falls prey to his own madness because he strives for perfection. but yeah, the song itself and the orchestral version just make this a complete golden concept in my book.

4. IDOL (2018).

⭐️gp impact: i think a lot of people that didn’t know anything about kpop vaguely knew about this song when it was released. i know i wasn’t into kpop at all but in my pop culture circle there was a small bleep from this song bc of the concept and the dance. i think it’s a great “embassador of kpop” track, like if you wanna explain to someone with no previous knowledge what kpop is about you can show them a performance of this song.

⭐️production: the production is a little all over the place for me. the instrumentals are amazing and really creative tho, but like in terms of mixing vocals and the structure of it, it might be a little too grating. it’s not the best produced song in ly: answer by any means but it still makes it work

⭐️creative value: the whole hanbok thing is a 10/10. bts weren’t the first ones to do it, but they did it in such a tightly executed way that honestly that “classic korean roots meets the edgy western feel” concept belongs to them now. groups are still recreating it. it’s a really innovative concept in general.

⭐️concept: the music video is,,,, something. you might love it or hate it, but it’s memorable. i think the purposeful way in which they made it as loud and brilliant as possible can be taken either as a camp adjacent or just as the group going nuts with the budget, which props to them. the choreography is also a BIG plus. the south african influence is really well executed and they made sure to do it as cultural appreciation and not appropriation. definitely the most memorable thing from this song is the choreo

3. Run (2015).

⭐️gp impact: this was their second song to have a music show win. it was the lead single from hyyh pt2 and honestly it might be the best song off hyyh as a whole. it cemented bts as not just another kpop group, because it made non fans turn their heads too! from what i gather this really propelled them forward and made the fanbase grow a lot.

⭐️production: hyyh pt2 is super well produced. i feel like this song in particular makes a fine job of mixing the vocals but it’s not outstanding. the best part is the instrumentals. but overall it’s a really good song with amazing lyrics and a great melody.

⭐️creative value: this built off of what they did with pt1 so they were already in a comfortable place, when they found this sound they really explored it well and deep and it works! i’m glad they went this emo pop route because it was a good contrast to what was dominating the charts in kpop in 2015.

⭐️concept: the aesthetic is PERFECT. there’s not a single other thing that i could add or that i wanted gone. it’s the perfect mix of coming of age teen film and heartfelt, dreamy pop. the music video is by no surprises the favorite mv of a lot of the fandom. the cinematography is beautiful and the song and the video perfectly capture that fleeting moment in life when you’re in the brink of adulthood.

2. Mic Drop (2017).

⭐️gp impact: this song was the first bts song to chart on the billboard hot100. back when the fandom had no idea how to chart, mass buy etc. that’s enough said. (personally i think mic drop is the quintessential bts song and their best release so the fact that i’m not putting it first should count as something).

⭐️production: for the purposes of this ranking i’m using the original mic drop and not the steve aoki remix even tho it was the steve remix that was released as the single. the song has the BEST mastering i’ve heard in kpop. the transitions are flawless, the beat is pure fire, the entire first minute is literally the hardest hype rap i’ve heard in kpop. everything about it WORKS.

⭐️creative value: it’s kinda funny how this song got released the same year as kendrick lamar’s humble, because imho it’s the best hiphop song of that year after humble. 2017 was truly the year of the diss tracks. bonus points for including it right after the billboard acceptance speech skit in ly: answer. SUPER refreshing among the ed sheeran type of pop that dominated that year.

⭐️concept: it’s a great concept but not innovative by any means. still, it works and bts managed to exploit it to the max. the choreo, the mv, the styling, everything was amazing!

1. Blood, Sweat & Tears (2016).

⭐️gp impact: it's probably the first song to put bts on the map beyond the kpop sphere. it really set the tone for their 2017. it's one of their most famous and recognizable songs to date.

⭐️production: this song is STUNNINGLY arranged. the mix, the ambience, the progression,,, it's all brought together to make a very well crafted song. it has a distinctive electronic/pop sound to it that still manages to set itself apart from the trend that was going at the time. black swan is probably the closet single they have to this in terms of production.

⭐️creative value: the song itself is very in compliance with the 2015/2016 trend of hype songs with edm influence, (ie. closer, shape of you, cheap thrills, let me love you, something just like this, etc.) but it still packs that punch that makes it sound fresh even for 2021.

⭐️concept: it wasn't the first song to sound like this in kpop ofc but it was the first truly sexy concept for bts. the aesthetic is innovative and very well thought out, the mv is amazing and the choreography too. i read somewhere that j-hope had a lot of input for this choreo so that's amazing. also blond taehyung is literally the best thing to come out of big hit.

WORST BTS TITLE TRACKS

ok so here we go with the worst ones! this is in ascending order as i prepare myself to pick the worst of them all, but please remember this isn’t meant to be mean spirited, i am simply applying the same criteria to their most underwhelming songs but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their own merit! it’s just that out of 26 singles, SOME of them have got to come out at the bottom right?

5. Life Goes On (2020)

⭐gp impact: this song is not memorable with the general public, its #1 on the bb was the product of mass buying and even though it's a feel good song made to comfort fans in the times of pandemic it's still bland and boring. I think it had no music show appearances either, and as far as bts ballads go this is just bottom tier. it’s not that it’s terrible, it’s just very underwhelming

⭐production: the autotune in this song is very poorly executed, it doesn't add to the song the way black swan does for example. it's just off putting and the melody is really forgettable. it's funny bc the chorus is directly pulled from the 2018 reggaeton super hit "La Canción" by J Balvin and Bad bunny lmaooo 💀 so I can't get that out of my head either. the structure is just fine and has nothing of substance

⭐creative value: the song is attempts to be a heartfelt acoustic song but it really has nothing that sets it apart from other songs product of the pandemic like Justin and ariana's stuck with u. for a song in a self produced album it's the song with the least input from the group. the lyrics are good, but they're not as sincere or groundbreaking as for example Spring day.

⭐concept: as a ballad ofc I'm not expecting it to have a grand choreography, and the mv being filmed in their personal dorms to reflect the lockdown is actually a nice touch but besides that there is nothing exciting, innovative or even sincerely comforting about the song and the concept. the greatest thing abt it is the fact that jk directed the video, which is actually pretty good.

4. We are bulletproof pt 2 (2013)

⭐gp impact: this song made no noise back in the day and to this day its just beloved by the fandom due to a sense of nostalgia and "remembering bts' roots". don't get me wrong it's amazing that bts still perform it in the year of our lord 2020 because you can't forget where you came from, but it's not a good or memorable song by any means.

⭐production: I went back to listen to it for this and oh god. I can't remember the mixing being THIS bad. jimin, jin and taehyung sound exceptionally bad, they don't sound like themselves especially jin. it's just a really poorly mastered song, but then again the rest of their debut album isn't far better.

⭐creative value: this is straight up ripping off early 2000s black culture from the US. not only the music, the styling for this era in general is unfortunately really bad and culturally appropriating and overall it's a mess.

⭐concept: there is nothing of substance to be said about this song. it's just really a miss. the mv is terrible, the only thing that can be salvaged from this is the choreography, but besides that the whole thing feels sloppy, rushed and is also kinda cringey.

3. N.O. (2013)

⭐gp impact: no noise. this song was just a really weird pick for their first comeback when attack on bangtan or coffee was right there. not to be mean but no wonder they didn't have a music win this year.

⭐production: it's an objectively bad song. it's just really underwhelming, the whole mixing feels amateur. it's not a good hiphop song and it's not a good vocal arrangement and the chorus is also a rip off of a late 90s American song I can't find right now

⭐creative value: this song isn't innovative in any way, it's just..... there. very meh in general, I have nothing more to say about it

⭐concept: the storyline kinda wants to go somewhere with the music video but it doesn't manage to make a connection. the styling is plain, simple and not flattering at all. it tries to make a protest of the Korean school system but it doesn't say anything beyond "school bad" which we already knew

2. Not Today (2017)

⭐gp impact: its a very middle of the list song for a lot of the fandom. I literally know of no one that claims this as their favorite mv/era/song. when you ask people about their least favorite bts songs they won't mention this one either, you know why? because it's that irrelevant. it had no music show wins either. it's precisely because of this why I put it so high up on the list. there's nothing worse than an unmemorable song, if it was widely hated then at least that would be a response.

⭐production: it's a really mediocre song in terms of structure and melody. it tried to be hype but it falls short. the chorus feels half finished and the message of the song is just “the revolution has begun”? which okay? but it adds nothing to the You never walk alone album either.

⭐creative value: there is nothing exciting about this song, and the chorus is too grating. the rhythm is repetitive and nothing new either in kpop or pop in general.

⭐concept: sadly there's not a lot to be said for the song. it says nothing of value and what it says falls flat. there's no innovation. you can actually see a lot of idol in this song, and also ON. those two songs are what this one tried to be but failed.

1. War of Hormone (2014)

⭐gp impact: thankfully none. this song got the treatment it deserved, if they had won a music show for this one it would feel tainted lol. now it's just a meme in the fandom but overall it made zero noise and contributed nothing to bts' evolution

⭐production: the production is very lazy, which is odd because dark & wild has some pretty tight tracks. but this one is just meh, nothing outstanding and the melody is just annoying

⭐creative value: this is a song that was probably born out of the desperation to have a gp friendly hit. it tries really hard to replicate an outdated idea of what boy bands should be, and it does it badly. simply put this song is very mediocre and misogynistic and the fact that it's a running gag in the fandom that "feminism isn't important when war of hormone comes on" isn't funny and it's actually cringe. please stop

⭐concept: the styling is so ugly :( the mv is very low budget which isn't surprising but they managed to make more with less in past releases. it's just embarrassing and I wish this song didn't exist, there's a reason why they never play it anymore lol. overall a dark mistake in bts' career

#asks #long post//#song analysis #bts

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devinetheory-2 · 4 years

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Im sorry

i let down my guard

I was hit hard

it would've been smart to duck

i would love to restart

but it would probably be hard

like punching thru an armored truck

life can be hard enough

and people are

sometimes hard to trust...

and I know

We BOTH

been thru some of the hardest stuff.

Regardless of the charges

you know nobody

can go as hard as us

And even though

its at its darkest

I still feel LOVE

In the hearts of us

Even tho it seems

Like were falling

apart to dust

Yet somehow its

it hardened us

We made it

this far

But were letting

the garbage

In our hearts

We didnt

discard

Scar us up

Grow large and

Become a part of us....

Life is already dark enough

and its left its marks on us

and it seems walking in the light

has made the things

in the darkness

starve for us

Im sorry but...

I love you

And i know

im all the way

retarded but

You are my moon

and my sky

And my stars

and my heart

AND YOU ARE ENOUGH

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insomnihan · 4 years

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han’s Entire Thoughts and Feelings on Dreamcatcher’s “Boca”

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HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

there are no read mores here so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ALRIGHT SO-

THE SONG HAD THE F UCKING NERVE THE AUDACITY THE GUMPTION AND THE GALL TO BE AS BOMB AS IT IS literally the moment i heard that rain and thunder i was f cukity F CIKED the way that they just know how to work with more gentle verse parts and theN PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE WITH THE CHORUS ITSELF SPEAKING OF THE CHORUS ITS F UCKING CRAZY??????????? THAT????????? GODDAMN GUITAR????????????? OWNS MY ASS??????????? OH MY F UCKING GOD JUST THE WAY GAHYEON STARTS IT OFF TO EASE US INTO IT HMMMMMMMMMM- THE ABSOLUTE POWER IN DAMIS FIRST RAP........... SHES SICK™ FOR THAT!!!!!! ‘HOLD UP’ YEAH HOLD UP I WASNT READY DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!! THEN DAMIS AND GAHYEONS RAPS IN THE SECOND VERSE YOU CANT EXPECT TO BE OKAY AFTER THAT™ ARE YOU SERIOUS- just all of their voices............ the way theyre just so powerful and emotional and you can tell............. siyeon pls your high notes holy f uck-

WHAT IM SAYING Is this song was such a good follow up to scream like F UCK i literally ask after every comeback ‘will they top this’ and tHEN THEY DO

i was so boo boo the fool like i really thought since diamond and breaking out fell into the same genre that it wouldnt be intense like This im 🤡

SO I WILL BE USING THE COMEBACK SHOWCASE TO TALK ABOUT THE DANCE BC OH MY GOD- so they all said that this song was their hardest dance yet................. queens of dance I F UCJUNG SWEAR

FIRST OF ALL THE BEGINNING POSE IS EVERYTHING™

THE PART AFTER THAT WITH DAMI PULLING YOOHYEON INTO HER SINGING PART....................... i just like it a lot

HONESTLY DAMIS ENTIRE PART

YOOHYEONS PART BEFORE THE CHORUS

THE ACTUAL CHORUS

both the upside down triangle hand symbol AND then for ‘boca’ where they make their hands like a mouth................... Iconic™

GAHYEON WITH THE FLAGS?????????? HELLO????????

and then dami................................. i-

the flags............... sua and jiu and yoohyeon.......... Thinking A Lot™

this part with jius bridge lives rent free in my brain

sua sitting on the dancers shoulders and singing the most hard hitting lyrics in the song thats it thats the bullet point

just................. the WHOLE ENDING

shouldve really just put the entire damn video here but i already wrote it out

THEY NEVER PLAY AROUND WITH THE VISUALS EVER!!!!!!!!!!! THE COLORS ARE ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS AND VIBRANT THE SETS ARE SO DREAMLIKE???????? I WISH I CAN FULLY EXPLAIN IT BUT ALL I COULD REALLY DO IS DESCRIBE THEM AS THEY ARE- THE PINK SET THEY DANCE IN IS SO COOL TO ME THE PLACE WITH THE TREES AND GRASS AND THEYRE DANCING IN THE F UCKING WATER AND WHERE GAHYEON HURTED US WITH HER RAP AND WHEN THEYRE ALL JUST STANDING AROUND LIKE BEAUTIFUL PRINCESSES AND WHERE YOOHYEON SAT AMAZINGLY- AND WHERE SIYEON STANDS WITH ALL THE BUSTS WITH TAPE OVER THEIR MOUTHS THE SYMBOLISM™!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEN WHEREVER DAMI WAS IN GENERAL.................. [REST]

TIME TO SHOW WHICH SCENES I LIKED

youtube

THE WHOLE F UCKING THING MOVING ON-

T H E M

okay................................ everyone who follows me KNOWS that im just so whipped for all these women if i was a Brave Bicth™ id tell them they were all beautiful every day to their faces but if this is your first time seeing this CHAOTIC AS F UCK series of posts then-

LOOKATTHEMBEINGBEAUTIFULANDETHEREALPRINCESSESINONESCENETHENBADBITCHESINTHENEXTAREYOUKIDDINGMEICANTBELIEVETHEYREALLYOUTHERELOOKINGLIKETHIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JIU

BELLE????????????? BELLE IS THAT YOU???????????? why does Miss JiU over here just got to be one of the most beautiful women in the GODDAMN UNIVERSE I CANT STAND THIS LOOK AT THIS PICTURE!!!!!! i wont lie to yall but it was gonna be this one or the one kinda at the beginning where shes wearing red..................... and....................... her neck- THE RED IS FIRE BY THE WAY AND THE SAME OUTFIT BUT IN LIKE R.o.S.E BLUE WITH THE CHAIN STEP ON ME- and the black one that we dont really see a lot of.................. the sheer of it............ bicth-

SUA

yes it was absolutely necessary for me to use this shot

OFC MY BICTH ASS NEARLY FELL OFF HIS F CUKING BED WHEN SHE SHOWED UP IN THE TEASER JUST COVERED IN WATER I SWEAR I COULDNT BREATHE FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! first of all the red and blue ones just one sleeve and those shorts and all those belts I DUNNO JUST THIS WOMAN AND CROP TOPS OKAY IM LOSING IT IM THIS 👌 CLOSE and then the white dress i cant stand her i really cant-

SIYEON

HOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO MISS LEE SIYEON OUT FOR MY NECK I SEE- i just wanna point out first that i love her love for pants like the rest of the outfits are gonna be worn for performing and they all have those baggy pants she loves so much pls shes everything im 🥺🥺🥺 tho the braids and the high ponytail without and yknow what WITH BANGS TOO im........................ i cant stop staring at this picture-

YOOHYEON

SHE IS NOW A LARGE AND SCARY DOG-

this specific hairstyle in the screenshot........ the braids the safety pins with the brown and pink or whatever it was like three different colors just the Serve™ she is serving in that with that outfit and the back of her skirt is long than the front im weak in the knees for you maam- oH THAT F UCKING RED ONE GRABBED MY NECK NAILS INTO MY SKIN AND ALL AND ENDED ME HONESTLY and that chain necklace.......................... keeping words to myself-

DAMI

SHES SO HOT AND FOR WHAT my god this blue hair she is WORKING IT- i had such a difficult time even finding a good screenshot of her and i know the moment i just decided with this one that i was just gonna keep getting distracted by it and i am rn as i type this GOD- the all black outfit she shows up in the very first time in the mv..................... [REST] the blue one with the thing on her thigh with the low ponytail................. [REST x2] herself....................... [D*AD]

GAHYEON

POPULAR OPINION: THIS IS HER ERA

THE MOMENT SHE JUST SHOWS UP RIGHT AT THE START SHE GRABBED US BY THE NECKS AND LET US KNOW SHES KILLING IT LIKE THIS this pink hair is doing her like two million favors like the space bun look right here???????? STUNNING just left long and straight??????? BEAUTIFUL the fit with the beige(?) sweater and skirt and that black outfit during her rap verse the pink dress iM D*AD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BONUS TIME: B-SIDE TRACKS (short thoughts and parts i liked)

Intro

A SLAPPER WE LOVE TO HEAR IT-

Break the Wall

oH BICTH the way this song took me back to my edgy middle school years listening to music like this MY GOD THEIR VOICES SOUND SO COOL ON IT like they were using megaphones and s hit THE CHORUS IS SO GOOD IM GOING FERAL™ I FEEL LIKE I CAN CONQUER THE WORLD WITH THIS-

Can’t Get You Out Of My Mind

ALL ENGLISH SONG BICTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its all about the yearning its so catchy and good i was literally already singing it randomly right after the highlight medley like honestly this and break the wall are so nostalgic highkey- their pronunciation is so so SO good!!!!

Dear

JIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭 IM SO SOFT DONT LOOK AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she wrote this herself and its just so full of love and thankfulness and gratefulness and appreciation for insomnias SOMEONE PROTECT HER- and then the rest of the members singing so gently and beautifully there are real tears in my eyes...............

LIKE im just gonna say it every comeback now i guess THEY👏NEVER👏DISAPPOINT👏EVER👏 i love being an insomnia so much yknow??? love them as people love them for always providing content and always showing that they love and appreciate their fans and how they always make me laugh and feel better and most importantly of all is THEIR MUSIC not implying anything with capitalizing and bolding that............... unless they are so incredibly talented and show how versatile they are in so many different genres AND THEYVE GROWN SO MUCH IN POPULARITY THIS YEAR AND ARE NOW BEATING THEIR OWN GOALS im so happy to be their fan 😊😊😊 this just became a paragraph of me and how much i love them ANYWAY-

IN CONCLUSION: WHERE IS THE LOVE?????????? ITS BEING DIRECTED AT THIS ALBUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and AS TRADITION:

#time to listen to this and the album until i cant hear s hit no more <3<3<3 #all i wanna do is watch the video but i must get Thoughts™ out #dreamcatcher #han.txt #han's mv afterthoughts

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