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ghostatrandom · 23 days
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Pokemon protag sillies at last aaaaa! College had me dying but I could finally sketch something lighthearted
My rambling under cut:
So like I said I think of Calem as a very organized and listmaker-type person. He also has many self-esteem issues since he could never best Serena in pokemon battles. BUT He does pride himself in being called by the people as "the champion's advisor". Serena has always asked for his help in organizing events or trips, since that wasn't her forte. He feels like he is useful and, in a way, he is worthy of standing next to Serena.
Big problem: Serena decided to ask for help from Victor instead of him this time, someone who is also very organized and technical knowledge focused. So while Calem might feel a bit of romantic jealousy (something he will never admit) it's also about feeling replaced in his position.
Also Hilda enjoys seeing him this annoyed and is only there to make things worse until she finds it too pathetic to continue on-
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sbk-zgvlt · 5 months
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Not Baskerverse but the Barbie Sebek thing brings up the dramas of the Dia Fam realizing that their Sebek, who they are very used to being around all the time, has suddenly acquired friends beyond their group and that he's not 100 percent theirs anymore.
Also, after bk 7 there's a possibility that will come up even more
Yuu: I invited your crocodile to join my young trauma crew.
Malleus: return him
Yuu: we have an ocean scream at 6pm, he'll be back by 8, luv ya Mal Mal
Sebek has always been with them ever since he was a BABY
Its like realizing that the youngest of the family is growing up and sooner or later he's going to start finding his own things to do, away from Dia 3 and they dont know how to handle it. Silver has never really caused much worry for Lilia and Malleus since it was kind of expected that Silver would make his own friends and all that. Sebek on the other hand, as much as they push him to go out and make some friends, has always stuck around Dia 3.
They've become used to having him around all the time that now he's off with someone else, they're. Unused to it.
Overtime, Sebek will eventually start to "drift away" from Dia 3 and start hanging out with the other first years more. Neglecting his spars with Silver in favor of helping Adeuce bake in Heartslabyul. Forgetting to accompany Malleus as he usually does because he's over at Ramshackle helping Yuu and Grim clean up the place. Not being around for the "family bonding" that Lilia intiates since he's staying overnight at Jack or Epel's.
Sebek is starting to branch away from them. And they don't know what to do about it.
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dreamties · 2 years
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Caregiver! Brahms Heelshire x Little! GN! Reader || Headcanons
A/n- this is a request by one of my dear anons, I hope y'all enjoy <33
It was quite fun working on this lil dynamic. I am so proud of myself for finishing a request and I would love to have an opportunity to do something like this again :)
i think it would take a bit of explanation on your part? and time for him to fully comprehend and realize that having it only go one way is kind of selfish of him.
because he loves you, he really does. and he would do anything for you! it's just hard to go from this unconditional support and care for his neediness and to switch that around.
just give him time and once he's figured things out- he will do his darndest to care for you! <33
ur his little one
He's not big on a lot of the CG pet names! He much prefers you just refer to him as Brahms or Brahmsy
He knows that he has to step up to the plate and be "responsible" but he's still pretty playful and childish when he's taking care of uu hehe
he loves playing with you!
I think being a little himself actually helps being a CG?? because he has a much better understanding of what you might be feeling since he regresses a lot <33
i dont trust Brahms with a stove :| he only does simple snacks, like cheese slices and apple !! he always has you save some juice for when he’s small, so theres always extra for you as well :D
He had very little to do inside the walls. . . but he’s always been quite the reader! He may have to leave a note to ___ for some more appropriate literature though. he adores settling down in the lounge or study, reading a chapter of your favorite book or something new, while you play with your toys on the floor
at first, he’s hesitant to let you borrow any of his stuff !! he’s still working on sharing. overtime, through deepening bonds and trust, he begins to let you borrow some of his toy trains and planes, and his little dollies.
sometimes Brahmsy isn’t available to snuggle (or theres an intruder!! :( ) and he’ll leave his Brahms doll with you to hold onto <33
he trusts you not to break it! if you do, it’s okay !! he promises! he’s a little sad, but he’s had to fix it before.
"mmm, bb!" you grin into Brahms' side, holding onto him as strong as you can.
Brahms tilts his head down.
"I love you," your words meld into each other. He thinks it's super cute, even if he can't quite make everything out. He's heard the phrase enough from you though, that he knows what you're saying.
He shakes his head, curiously. "Nuh-uh. I love you even more."
Brahms lifts his mask up ever so slightly, and pecks a kiss atop your head. "Are you tired?"
"mm-mm, no. . ." your grip on him loosens and you rub your face against his shirt. "I can still pway a bit."
Brahms still had the energy- he was quite the night owl. But he knew you always tucked him and made sure he was ready for bed when he was tired (even if he often protested it). Surely he must do the same in return.
Showing his love was carrying your sleepy, tired self from the couch in the living room up to your bedroom. Checking just in case that you have your favorite blanket and draping it over your body- then came your covers, in your favorite colors. And sticking a stuffy in your arms (even though REALLY, he should be the one in ur arms but whatever :/).
Lastly, he slowly peels back the blankets and rests himself beside you. He sets his mask on the bedside table, next to two glasses full of water for the morning. He pulls the blankets back over, in such pristine condition. He likes to play with your hair to help him fall asleep. He gifts you a good night kiss on the cheek, wordlessly reminding you that all your worries will soon melt away.
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vasito-de-leche · 7 months
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Ngl I adore the way you write Dj subatomic
Would you be down to do hcs of him as a dad?
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;NSR DJSS - Parent Headcanons
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Compilation of headcanons and analysis about DJ Subatomic Supernova as a father and dealing with parenthood.
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glad you like it! I'm still working veeeeery slowly on the other love languages posts, but I lost steam halfway thru, so I'm procrastinating those by answering this one lolol
i'll leave the details as to how he becomes a father up to y'all, since i dont rlly care abt those specifics - adoption, biological kids, etc, up to yall!
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DJSS never really considered starting a family nor having children.
As someone who priotizes his work first and foremost, having a family - let alone children who require attention 24/7 - just isn't a possibility in his book, DJSS considers it a setback rather than an ideal lifestyle. So fatherhood is something that's thrown at him and catches him by surprise, if that makes sense. I can only see him accepting such responsibility if it's the only option available, if there's absolutely no one and nowhere else the child can go to.
Once again, he's an outlier when compared to the other Megastars. They have themes of unity, bonding with others and different types of families, not just the nuclear family example: the Sayu Gang have each other, Yinu's parents are a huge an important part of her life, 1010 act as a unit and, whether you see Neon J as their parental figure or not, he's still responsible for them in a way. Eve connects with like-minded artists and her fans, Tatiana connects with the megastars, Vinyl City as a whole and Eve herself. Even DK West is here by virtue of being Zuke's brother. DJSS is just there, all alone.
I like to think that the time he spent working as a teacher had a big impact on him, growing disillusioned overtime with not only his passions but the concept of community - the current DJSS doesn't really see a point in nurturing any sort of relationship that isn't transactional nor profitable.
Some characters worry about being good parents and influences, some worry about their economic situations not being enough to support a child, and so on and so forth. DJSS simply doesn't care about any of that, he's got a stable life and is confident in his skills (at the very least, confident in his ability to learn how to care for a child pretty quickly). He just... never considered the idea of being a father.
Whether the kid is a boy or a girl or anything else, he doesn't care. He has no preference. The only opinion he has relates to the amount of kids he'll allow - which is one. The less kids running around, the better.
Treats parenthood like a job, basically. DJSS appears to be a neglectful parent on the outside, but is very attentive to his kid's needs.
There is always a sense of distance and a layer of feigned indifference when it comes to his very scarce relationships, this is no different.
During the first years, DJSS makes a point to treat his role as a father like a job - it's how he tackles things, seeing them as tasks to solve. His approach can be easily read as him being uninterested, maybe even neglectful - at least to outsiders. DJSS has cultivated quite the reputation, being a polarizing figure to the public and all, so the fact that he has a child certainly doesn't sit well with those who exclusively see him for being arrogant and irresponsible.
He's very private about this aspect of his life, ignoring any questions about his child or his struggles as a parent. It's easy to assume he just doesn't care at all.
Those who DO know DJSS are fully aware of his dedication, his work ethics might be unorthodox and only make sense to him but damn if he doesn't get the job done. The reason he can act so casual is because of the work he puts in behind the scenes, multitasking a hundred different things to ensure the kid is fully cared for. After all, the happier this kid is, the less troublesome they'll be.
I imagine that during the first years, he provides for the child without getting himself directly involved. If they show interest in something in particular, like dinosaurs for example, DJSS won't take them to any exhibits but he will buy them encyclopedias and leave documentaries on for them to watch. If they need interaction and friends, he'll set up weekly playdates with Yinu (if she's not too old) - maybe even let the other Megastars babysit his kid. They've all probably pestered him about bringing his kid to work just so they can meet them, finding babysitters isn't a problem.
Once again, distance. DJSS doesn't want his career to end so suddenly just because he has to take care of a human life. Until he finds his footing and comes to term with being a father, DJSS resorts to finding people who are properly equipped to care for the kid when needed, all while he ensures that all of their needs are met without directly stepping in.
He becomes very perceptive to his kid and any changes in their behaviour, being able to tell if they've had a bad day or if they're hiding something from him just from a few glances. DJSS makes sure to be informed about his kid's friends, their passions and hobbies, likes and dislikes... All so he can nudge them in the right direction or give them advice in his own subtle way.
I want to insist that this isn't a case of an unloving father who purposefully ignores his child. It's more so an issue of properly connecting and bonding with each other. DJSS knows them like the back of his hand, but only the things he's been able to gleam and observe - and his child? They wouldn't be able to tell you HIS favorite color. And yet they both care about each other in their own way. It's a very one-sided, complex family dynamic.
Contrary to popular belief, DJSS would not want to be his kid's teacher. But their education is still very important to him.
Does he have a lot of things to say about the current education system? Yes. Does he think he could do a better job than every single teacher in Vinyl City? Absolutely, his ego is big enough for that.
But when it comes to his kid's education, DJSS understands that he's been a little out of touch with the basics. He didn't get a degree to be an elementary or highschool teacher, after all.
While he can't pick them up from school or attend every single parent-teacher meeting, DJSS makes a point of meeting all of his kid's teachers to ensure they're taking their jobs seriously and also keeps up with the curriculum - just in case his kid has any trouble with homework. Part of him does want them to have great grades, as otherwise would reflect poorly on him, but at the end of the day, DJSS would want them to do their best, to learn out of a genuine sense of curiosity.
I can see DJSS and his kid having study sessions, in which he casually complains about all the new things that he "should know about" like the old man he is, but feeling a surge of pride whenever his kid corrects him - something about seeing himself in them and whatnot. If they end up becoming interested in his own field of work, he'll be SO smug and happy about it.
Let's be honest, his kid is bound to have at least some interest in something space-adjacent given... Well, their father being a literal black hole and astrophysicist. It would be suuuuper funny to me if his kid became interested in astrology instead during their rebellious teens, just to spite him. Either way, if they choose something else entirely, he'll support them (after some nagging like "are you SURE that's what you want?" etc).
Maybe this is the way he could properly bond with his kid, while also rekindling his love for teaching and letting go of some bitter old habits and views.
DJSS is the type of parent who really starts to connect with his kid once they grow up, when the passage of time hits him all at once and he worries about them not being close.
Somehow, it's easier to DJSS to deal with a rebellious teenager or a struggling young adult than dealing with a child or toddler.
Probably one of the very few characters who can stand having a sassy kid who talks back or drops the most devastating comebacks ever - he can't complain there, they picked up that attitude directly from HIM, he can tell. They've absolutely heard him talk down to NSR staff and anyone who pisses him off.
I get the feeling he and his kid would banter a lot, growing closer while struggling to find ways of being vulnerable around each other - because another thing that his kid gets from him is that lingering distance. They're probably used to independence, to doing things on their own and not ask for help unless strictly necessary because that's exactly DJSS' own modus operandi.
So it's all awkward, baby steps towards progress. But the second DJSS and his kid become besties, it's absolutely OVER for everyone else. Everyone in NSR knows better than to try and out-sass them when they're together.
Expect a lot of debates, just a lot of them about anything and everything. Either for shits and giggles, to discuss theories or really in-depth stuff. People often assume they're arguments because of how seriously he and his kid seem to take it, but it's all in good fun.
Personally, as combative and defensive DJSS can be when it comes to subjects he's passionate about (or because of his pettiness), I don't see him being the type to ever argue with his kid. At this point, he's fully come to terms with his role as their dad. If there's anyone worth listening to on this side of the universe is his kid. Had it been anyone else, he would've just walked out the door and ignored them, but that's his kid. Their opinion is important to him.
And here's a random assortment of headcanons I don't have enough to expand on!
DJSS is absolutely the type of parent who gloats and brags about anything his kid achieves to every single other parents in the vicinity. He might have a hard time being verbally and physically affectionate with his kid, but damn if he doesn't love talking everyone's ears off about their achievements.
He doesn't take many photos nor have any dedicated albums to them as a family, but he 100% saves all of their tests and essays and homework and drawings.
Has a lot of small tapes recorded throughout the years for his kid. These range from sneaky recordings of them as a kid babbling about silly things, him reading bedtime stories to them when they were young, heartfelt apologies or speeches that he never got the courage to say outloud, retellings of specific events like their first failed exam, their first broken bone, their first trip somewhere... Or very domestic things like grocery shopping lists, etc etc. He's dramatic and extra like that.
Least likely to threaten his kid's romantic partner to treat them right or else. DJSS trusts their judgement. However, expect to be blacklisted from any NSR-owned facility and store within Cast Tech should you break his kid's heart.
I like to think that his kid calls Eve "Auntie" and that she's the only one within NSR to get that special treatment, since I HC DJSS and Eve as besties <3. She's also the one to save them from DJSS' fashion sense cause he thinks it's perfectly fine to wear shorts in the middle of winter.
DJSS is entirely indifferent about their preference for EDM or Rock, that's their business. But he would love to be involved when/if his kid starts to dabble in music.
DJSS does have space-themed nicknames for his kid, but he's worried about being cringe so he only uses them whenever his kid isn't within earshot. He couldn't care less about random people hearing him use these nicknames and whatnot, but as much as he denies it, he wants his kid to think he's cool.
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richardsphere · 1 month
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Leverage Redemption Log: The Date Night Job
Well, that title should be obvious, though weird with Hardisons availability... Oh no, are we going to do a "Sophie and Harry" thing? Or is it going to be Breana? (not saying widowers cant move on, just worried for execution of such) --- Parker on a roof, holding a binocular,
Hardisons actor was available!
Soup in space... So Hardison is going to space, oh right he was working on a satelite with a rich-dude wasnt he? This is going to be a final meal before he goes sort of deal. Parker is worried about the space-trip. Insert Baljeets "so peanuty you wont even taste the chicken" jingle here.
Guy in a limo with his son, headed to some art-based party. He's trying to connect to him and help him deal with the recent death of their grandmother. (please dont be the bad guy)
Kid inherited a fortune and the guy (i think he might not be the father after all, as the kid inherited. He's just a will-executor or trusted accountant) is warning him that people will try to get close to him to exploit him.
YES! Non-guy affiliated badguy is scouting the limo! (that means Guy is just a good surrogate parent and not secretly a bad-guy like Ethan!)
Bad guy presses a button to fake a trafic jam to reroute the limo forcing Hardison to take the long-route to the freeport where Grandma's stuff is stored. (oh no, we're gonna steal from a grieving urchin. I do not like this)
So the lock is supposedly unpickable,and the only way to get the code (refreshes every 12 hours) is to get a biometric scan first. (whose biometrics? Presumeably there is a person in charge of the freeport. Otherwise its a dead grandma and something tells me we're not stealing the corpse.)
Kid's name is Mason. Bucket falls and causes a minor distraction (heist-off?) Someone hacked the kids phone and told him to go elsewhere. (the kid was nana's only inheritor. Grandma doted on the kid and he loved the art. the kids biometrics are valid)
So they've both pre-prepped this heist seperately, Keytone analyser app.
Dont lick the dinobones.
And we're stuck in the vault (someone forced a reset of the passcode) --- TWO DAYS EARLIER (the font has become a lot less obnoxious at some point, i think they reduced it's size a bit.)
Parker, Harry and Breanna are preparing the Watch-heist. Hardison, Sophie and Elliot are preparing the T-rex skull heist.
Team Not-on-a-date went behind their backs and orchestrated the date together. Breanna has a date with a sculptor. (turns out her and electric plane-girl fell through at some point)
Grandma looks a lot younger then they were making her sound so far. (Her dating history is like Leonardo Di Caprio but a woman)
Huh, spirits ruse had a resurgance after they re-inspired the maker to get his groove back. Thats sweet. Oh the game is a Pokemon Go sort of deal (which means they can "drop" a spirit wherever they want Mason to go, and get him to get his biometrics scanned that way)
Sophie pulled an entire con to ensure that the two objects that Parker and Hardison wanted to heist over wouldnt be on the floor because they'd be too easy to steal otherwise. To reiterate: Team Leverage went on an entire con, just to make the heist MORE difficult.
Breana, dont be an asshole to Elliot. --- Justin is a chill dad-type, (please dont be evil... Please dont secretly have orchestrated the robbery) Breanna has cloned the phone, and is now bonding with Mason over the game. Breanna's cloned phone gives Parker the sounds she needed. Donald owns the freeport (please be the badguy so Mason can keep having a good dad.) Sophie puts the skull in the vault and looks at a vase. Elliot plants the key-thingy. Harry gives a guard 2 tickets so that Elliot has a vacancy to infiltrate.
Ok so Elliot's complication is that the guard decides to get some overtime. (yeah he's with the robbers)
Sophie is on the floor with Harry giving some Grifting Lessons.
Harry's guess of "barista" is wrong (coffeeshop with a reading corner). We have found the executor of the will. Studying to be a paralegal.
I knew something was off when a random NPC was talking legal jargon (but i was expecting it to be a case of them seeding some inheritance-drama, not a "Harry's Here". Might be both of course)
Harry drops the bucket, Breanna's hacking gets Mason with the game to leave (i know she's got a date, but we're talking "tell harry which button to press", not personal attendance). Ok, in hindsight it makes sense that its our team pulling a heist-assist. Rather then a rival heist-crew. But im nonetheless proud to have picked it up the first go-round) --- Coms are in play, Guard is knocked out. We need Donalds Key to lift the lockdown. Guard is back up.
Hardison is giving this date a 3-star review. (technically romantic, not the vibe he intended)
Parker has a "Hardison in space" based panic attack. Sorry Breanna, date night has been cancelled.
Harry realises instantly that the Big Robbery of the rich attendees is a distraction for the various vaults. (sure a couple paintings on display from 1 vault are nice, but the stuff that isnt on display from a hundred other vaults? Nicer)
Sophie and Harry suspect an inside man, First Supsect: Donald. (took up big loans to build this place, might be in debt. Unlikely, billionaire clients pay big rent.)
"well i have a client who'd love to peruse your services... this is not a good advert though".
They've realised the kid is missing. (Breanna has his phone, she should be looking. Not Elliot) Ok Mason walks in to find Elliot beating up, what mason thinks to be, a regular security guard.
Breanna has identified the target: Its Mason (hence it being tonight, the one night Mason HAS to be there. Not looking good on the prospects of "worried fatherfigure" being a good man and not being in on the robbery)
Breanna points out a crucial detail about SpiritsRuseGO: No mons on private property to avoid lawsuits.
Parker and Hardison leave the vault just in time for the robbers to access it with Mason. Parker and Hardison are about to adopt mason.
Parker talks with the kid about what its like to miss someone dear to you.
Hot Sauce Heiresses, dammit Justin only got a half-million in the will (please be a red herring, please let the Barista be the one) Donald is financially screwed though, fel for crypto it seems.
Ok I think Donald is actually innocent (he just yanked the alarm. If he was orchestrating this he'd trust his men)
Breanna's date is going south (turns out planegirl is doing well, but Breanna knew that any association with a Leverage member would ruin her future with government contracts)
Breanna's date is over, but the relationship is still on! (good for her) --- Cut to the freeport parking lot and Breanna has "broken" her car. She has discovered the joy of the Taser. The dino is still missing?
Oh they locked the kid in the vault and Donald is the bad guy. (or more likely its a multi-member conspiracy). They're killing the kid so that his inheritance can go to Justin. (still dont know why they took the dino though if it isnt in the car)
Dino head was the kids favourite, they used to picnic in the vault. The armed goons just left explosive behind. Like im not talking "random chemicals in bottles" that parker was going through, they left a chemical fuse in a backpack!
Parker smashing the owl when she sees the kid look in its direction. Hilarious. "wouldnt an explosion just use up more oxygen", good question kid. I like you. "at least if I die i get to see my grandma again" God that is a gut-punch. --- Sophie confronts the guy, Get him to turn on his employers. (Please be Donald and Barista working together, I want to like Justin)
Justin ran upstairs and instantly took note that the dinoskull is back in the vault. Which means he knew it was stolen, which means he's a bad guy.
Survivors clause apparantly means that the heir has to live 30 days past the death.
dude you forgot to change the default password on the vault? Sloppy. Mason with the post-it note. (are we adopting Mason?) Hardisons fosterparent is adopting Mason. Hardison, Mason and Breanna are siblings now. (this in-production third season better feature a Mason Cameo)
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veryredd · 2 years
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Hypocrite
Jason todd x Self destructive reader
Warnings: there will be mentions of self destructive behaviours. You are warned
A/n: this is my first time writing a headcannon soooo... Ye
You first bumped into Jason in a library
You didn't really think much about it
Your house was fairly noisy so it is difficult for you to actually study
You'd go to the library every week in hopes of finally studying in peace
He was the guy you saw sitting across you
Without fail, every Tuesday he is there
He became a constant in your life
Just kinda like someone you recognise in the background
One day, he decided to sit beside you instead of across you like he usually does
You were struggling with your assignment, unable to figure out the answer
""umm the answer is three"
"I'm sorry?"
"it's three, which services would you provide to aid the child right?"
"um yes?"
"it's child protection services"
"oh um thanks"
"I'm Jason by the way"
"oh I'm y/n"
"the question seems easy"
"it is but you know, brain lag haha"
Quickly both of you start getting acquainted
You suggested to leave the library and go to a nearby cafe to chat instead of the library
After chatting for a while, both of you exchanged numbers
A few months pass and both of you gotten a lot closer with each other
Of course getting closer meant that he knew about a bit of your unhealthy behaviours
Not enough to be worried
He brought up how he did not have the best childhood
You also brought up how your family and home environment hasn't exactly been the best
✨Trauma bonding✨
You guys got a lot closer after that
You did mention to him that you had romantic interest in him but dont want start a relationship yet
He agreed and said he wait until you are ready
You met his family on platonic terms
Well more like you were hanging out at his place and they crash in
By they I mean dick
"BABYBIRD YOU FAVOURITE BR-"
Both of you stared at Jason's door
"Jay who is that?"
"ummm"
"oh you didn't mention you had someone over"
"HUHHH why should I mention to you that I have someone over in MY house"
"ummm guys I'm lost here"
"well hello I'm Richard Grayson but you can call me Dick. I'm Jason's older brother"
"oh um I'm y/n. You never mentioned you had a brother?"
"are you his partner?"
"ummm"
Both of you looked at each other
"no?" "Maybe?"
"Welp either way please come to the manor we would Lovee to have you over"
"rightttt"
You did end up meeting his family and realised how utterly chaotic it was
You were fine with it of course seeing how you were used to it
Not long after, you both got into a romantic relationship
By then you go over to his house so much that he gave up and decided to give you a spare key (much to Bruce's dismay)
Because you have full access to his house, you noticed how often he came back late and through the window not the door
You were suspicious but it wasn't your place to question
After all you had suspicion that he was a vigilante
Those bruises and wounds had to come from somewhere
Not to mention how he is so free during the day but still earns enough to pay for daily expenses
You were starting to revert back to old habits again
After Jason, you were more cautious about your wellbeing
One being because for some reason Jason is super observant and secondly is that you were home a lot less so you didn't really need to cope using the "fuck everything" attitude
You were getting shit from home and school not to mention you work part time jobs to have enough money just in case your family situation goes to shit again
Jason obviously noticed it but didn't interfer much
Around that time you finally made the connection that Jason was red hood
You weren't scared just worried for his safety
You knew the history of the second robin and naturally connected the dots
It really wasn't difficult when everything was in your face
You confronted Jason about his vigilante lifestyle and made him swear to you to be less reckless and more careful
Your behaviours worsen overtime but Jason was busy with the new cases to notice
You started trading time for eating to study, more reckless behaviours like crossing the road without looking, using sketchy alleys as shortcuts
You did eventually faint from overexhaustion, Jason never found out
You made sure of it
"Jay we need to talk"
"what about?"
"your recent case. Dick told me how you reckless you were"
"of course golden boy did"
"Jason you promised me"
"look it was an accident it won't happen again"
"Jason!"
"what! It's not like you are any better either"
"what the hell are you talking about"
"you think I don't know about your self destructive behaviours? How you worked yourself to exhaustion?"
"..."
"how you fainted because you were working yourself to DEATH"
"you werent suppose to know"
"ya you think I wouldn't find out?"
"how di-"
"I checked the hospital records. Replacement told me you were hospitalised and how you asked Tim to pick you up instead"
"i-"
"look I get that you are worried for me but please please look after yourself first"
"so what? I'm a hypocrite huh?"
"Stop! I know what you are trying to do so just stop. I love you for all you are just as you love me so please"
"how are you so sure"
" because I know you. I know why you do what you do. I know how it feels"
"..."
"I'm not going to give up on you because you want me to."
" I'm sorry. I really am"
"I know. We are going to work this out together"
"I love you jay"
"love you too n/n"
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im-tops-bottom · 5 years
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My sad brain came up with this. Just an idea. Didn't know how to turn it into a fic. Anyone can give it a go. Tag me in it if you do. Wanna read
Tony and Steve got together
The Civil War drew them apart
Bucky found out that Tony and Steve are together and did everything he could to break them up. Steve belonged to him. He would secretly bully Tony or cried wolf whenever Steve was around. Tony knew this of course but Steve never believed him. Steve breaks up with Tony after a huge fight and spends more time with Bucky.
Bucky is happy that he gets Steve all to himself and is more than happy when he sees Tony suffer. Every single second he tells Steve that he shouldn't worry about Tony anymore and think about him instead because he's more important.
One night Bucky kisses Steve who steps back and tells Bucky he never loved him like that. Sure Bucky was his home and he loved him but it was the brotherly kind that he has always had since they first started bonding when they were kids. Bucky tells him that he is in love with him and that he was made for Steve. They belonged together. They got into an argument and Steve finally clicks on to what had really happened and walks out. In a fit of rage. Bucky destroys his room.
Steve tries to talk to Tony but Tony is having none of it. He tries kissing Tony and gets punched in the face. He watches in shock as Tony walks out. He destroys the kitchen.
Tony attends a gala that night and on the way home, he gets involved in a car accident. He thanks god that he gave Happy the time off to spend it with the kid and hot Aunt May. He isn't surprised that Bucky who is dressed in his new tactical gear thanks to Shuri, bends down and drags him out from the upside down car. While thrown over Bucky's shoulder as he walks away, Tony watches one of his favorite cars explode.
Bucky knew it was a bad idea to kidnap Tony but he couldn't help it. He wanted Steve back and Tony was standing in between them. He drags Tony through a house in Brooklyn, the same one him, Steve and Steve's mum lived in back in old days. He throws Tony down, knocks him out and then puts him on the bed and ties him up with chains, cuffs and rope. He starts planning out what he's gonna do next.
It takes an hour for Friday to realize Tony is missing.
It takes a month for the Avengers to believe her.
It takes half a year to realize Bucky wasn't really in love with Steve.
It takes another half for Bucky to fall in love with Tony.
It takes 2 years for the Avengers to find Tony and rescue him.
Steve and Nat head to the apartment and break down the door. Nat breaks Tony free and Steve tries to keep him calm. Tony is busy freaking out because "you're not my Bucky" and starts shaking, screaming and crying for Bucky to come save him. Nat tells Steve that Tony may have Stockholm syndrome and they better get out of there before
"what are you doing with my Tony?"
Steve tries to reason with Bucky but Bucky isn't having any of it.
Bucky is growling that he loves Tony and Tony loves him while Steve is busy yelling that its not real. The same how Bucky thought that Steve and him were meant to be and loved each other.
Tony cries out that he loves Bucky and what is Steve talking about. Steve tells Tony what went down between Steve and Bucky and Bucky's heart breaks at the look of Tony's sad face.
"so you're just like Steve?"
"no Tony dont listen to him. I love you so much. We're meant to be. You don't belong with Steve. He broke up with you and hurt you. He spent more time with me than you"
"Tony look at me. You know me Tony. We have been through so much. He bullied you. He hurt you to get to me"
Tony looks away from Steve and stares at Bucky.
"Bucky?"
Bucky wanted nothing more than to kick the unwanted people out and take Tony somewhere safe.
"Tony I know I hurt you. I have done everything I can to make it up to you"
"by kidnapping him"
"Steve you better make that bitch shut the fuck up"
Bucky walks over to the bed and sits down holding Tony's hands. He brings them up to his lips and kisses them.
"everything I have done has been to keep you safe. I won't let anyone hurt you again"
"I love you"
"I love you too"
"Tony you can't love him. He hurt you and kidnapped you. That isn't love."
"alright that's it. Steve take that bitch and leave."
"that bitch has a name soldier and it's Natasha"
"I'm no soldier. We aren't soldiers. Now leave"
"I aint leaving without Tony. Give him back. Please"
"don't make me hurt you Steve"
"it's either i walk out with Tony or i walk out here with the both of you? Just know that i will hand you over to shield"
Tony freaks out at the and clings on to Bucky.
"NO! You can't take my Bucky away from me. Don't! Please!"
"you heard him Steve. You are taking him over my dead body"
"fine then. So be it"
Steve rushes at Bucky sending the both of them through a window. Tony freaks out even more and the screaming and crying starts back up. Tony is too much for Nat to handle so she injects a tranq into Tony knocking him out. She tells Steve through comms that she has Tony and is making a beeline for the quinjet. Steve keeps Bucky distracted as he sees Nat coming back amd soon Bucky is knocked out.
Bucky wakes up in a room that he can't break out of? Knows it from experience when he was going through treatment when he was having his mind restored. He sits there and waits to see what happens.
Tony wakes up in a medical bay and knows he's at shield. He freaks out and screams for Bucky. Steve rushes to his side. He let's slip that Bucky is still alive and they have him but Tony is forbidden to see him. They have to tranq him again when shit hits the ceiling. Steve promises while Tony is asleep that he will do whatever he can to bring Tony back to him and keep him safe. He understands how Bucky feels because he feels that way about Tony. He knows that Tony belongs with him and he will do whatever it takes to make sure Tony falls for him again.
A week later finds Tony back at the Avengers tower. He won't eat, sleep, work in his lab or talk to anyone unless his Bucky was there. At one point it got so frustrating because Pepper was working overtime and was very stressed. She took it out on Tony who freaked out and ran away.
An hour later the Avengers recieve a call from Fury saying that Tony ran to shield and broke into their prison to see Bucky. They had to tranq both Tony and Bucky because things became too hectic. Bucky is getting sent to the Raft while Coulson is on his way to the tower with Tony.
When Tony wakes up he ignores Pepper's apology in favor of being stuck in his head coming up with a plan to get his Bucky back. When he was slowly waking up he overheard pepper and Steve talking about Bucky being relocated because he was deemed unsafe.
Tony is annoyed because there's always going to be someone there to make sure Tony doesn't run away again. Weeks and weeks of Tony trying to escape frustrates everyone and they decide to bar up the windows and now it's two people at a time watching Tony. The make sure to change rotations at random times and mix everyone up to Tony can plan anything proper.
It takes one day for everything to go wrong. It was broken arm Clint and Steve's turn when the alarms went off. It got so hectic that they really needed Steve's help on this so they agree that Steve can go since Tony had been asleep from passing out. Turns out it was a bad call because as soon as Steve leaves, Tony says mute so Friday can't speak and knocks a shocked Clint out.
He breaks into the highest security prison and breaks Bucky out. The alarms dont trip until it's too late. Bucky and Tony are already out.
"don't leave me again"
"I promise I won't leave you ever again baby boy"
"I love you Bucky"
"love you too Tony"
As soon as the Avengers return home Clint tells them what happened and then they rush to shield to come up with a plan. They need back up. Lots of it.
And this time, as soon as Steve finds Bucky, hes gonna make sure Bucky is in cryo all the way in Wakanda. He still hasn't decided on if hr should tie Tony down and protect him until he's gotten over Bucky or if he should completely mind wipe Tony. He'll find out what to do once he has Tony right back where he is meant to be. Safe. In Steve's arms.
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inkstainedfanfics · 7 years
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A Case for a Zoologist
Request: Hi! I was just wondering if you could write a Newt Scamander×Reader where the reader is a zoologist and a friend of Jacob. Somehow she meets Newt through Jacob and they bond(him being a magizoologust and she a zoologist) and he shows her the case. Maybe a little confusing. Lots of love💙
Word Count: 1,994
Pairing: Newt x Reader
Requested by @polarchestnutthing
Tag List: @dont-give-a-bother @red-roses-and-stories @caseoffics @myrtus-amongst-the-stars @ly--canthrope @whatinbenaddiction @thosefantasticbeast2 @studyforthreehands @benniesgalaxy
WARNING: Very slight Language warning
“I promise I’m not going to bite.”
You huff out a sigh, already annoyed with how your day is going. First, your boss dropped a stack of papers that could potentially be taller than you if someone made a side-by-side comparison, then Jacob had come to drag you away from overtime hours, claiming to have a creature to show you, and now his buddy here is trying to convince you that magic is real and he’s a wizard.
What bullshit.
“I’m not an idiot, you know.” You insist, arms crossed over your chest. Who does this man think he is, trying to convince you to follow him down a suitcase? Sure, you looked and saw a staircase, but it’s most certainly a trick of mirrors and angles and math, not magic.
“I would never have said that. I do hope, though, that it doesn’t seem I’m about to bite. The creatures are more prone to it than I.”
You grit your teeth. Is he honestly going to claim that he’s right, that he’s using magic? “Listen, just admit it’s a prank. If it makes you feel better, you can tell Jacob I fell for it. Is that what you want?”
Newt actually smirks, infuriating you. “I don’t want to tell him anything but that you enjoyed your time. He’s hopeful, you know.”
You sigh. If he’s going to maintain this ruse until you make a fool of yourself, you may as well get it over with. “Fine, I’ll follow you into the suitcase, but you lead the way.” If he wants you to look like a fool, he’s going to first.
He lights up. “Wonderful. Now if you don’t mind, try not to touch anything unless you check with me. Some of the creatures can be a bit skittish around strangers.”
“Whatever.” You grumble, letting him lead you to the suitcase open in the middle of the room. You’d shaken your head and stepped away when he first opened it, certain it was a prank.
Now, though, he puts a foot down and you wait for him to stop, to admit it’s all a joke, but instead he sets his other foot in it and slowly but surely disappears. “It’s quite all right. Nothing will hurt you down here.” Comes a muffled shout.
No. No, this can’t be right. There must be a false bottom, or a trick of mirrors, an illusion. He can’t have disappeared into a suitcase.
You step forward, fear suddenly streaking through the confidence you’d had only a few seconds earlier. Could it be…?
Lifting your foot, you set it down, surprise and more fear coursing through you when your shoe thuds against the wood of a staircase, not the leather bottom of a suitcase. There is no way he’s right.
You take a breath, reminding yourself of the false bottom theory. That’s most likely it, right? Soon enough, you’ll probably reach where the floor actually is, perhaps see a door or something. Still, you doubt yourself as the smell of honeysuckle and dirt floats up the staircase, inviting you in.
A hand appears when you take a fourth step down. Newt.
“Watch your head. I was a tad bit excited when I charmed this all, and I forgot to consider heights.”
You take his hand, ducking as you step onto the landing. A small workspace surrounds you, filled with bubbling liquids and tiny vials of substances you’ve never seen before.
Relief washes over you. “So it is a false floor.”
Newt’s brows furrow at the confidence in your voice. “Sorry?”
“So,” you question, pushing on the walls, scanning the ceiling for the sliding panel that must be there, “how did you make this?”
“Oh, I used a few illusario spells to hide the initial experiment. To create the habitats further out took far more work.”
You glare at him, resisting an eye roll. “I figured it out, Newt. You can stop lying, now.”
He watches you for a moment, silent, before letting out a soft laugh. “You still don’t believe this is real, do you?”
“Sorry I’m not the fool you took me for. Now where’s the panel you move?”
He smiles the slightest to himself. Why is that so infuriating every time? “You haven’t even seen the outside, yet.”
“Newt,” you say, allowing your irritation to creep into your tone, “I’m serious. You can drop the act. I know this isn’t real.”
The words seem to impact him as he grows quieter, drawing in on himself. “Why is that?”
Is he kidding? “Because magic isn’t real.”
A small, mischievous grin creeps onto his face, and you sigh. You’ve known him for half an hour and already you recognize that expression. “How can you be sure?”
“It’s common sense.”
“Of course. Common sense.”
“Listen, this is –“ You lose the end of your sentence when the tube of fluids you’re looking at floats up in front of your face. “What…?”
Newt raises his eyebrows, leaning against a table, hands behind his back. “What?”
“How are you doing this?” You scan above it for string.
“Common sense isn’t helping?”
You feel your cheeks heat up even though his tone isn’t unkind, just amused. Fingers thrumming against the counter, you shake your head, tone sharp. “Just tell me already.”
“I already did. Magic.”
“Honestly.”
“Honestly.” He says, moving his hands from his back, revealing a stick he waves. The vial settles back down into its previous home.
You stare at him, at the stick, at the next three vials that bob up and down with every movement, trying to reconcile what must be happening. You wave your hand over each one, under it, next to the side, but there are no strings, no attachments, nothing moving them other than… magic. “But how.”
He grins, sliding the stick into his pocket and rolling his sleeves up. “The real magic’s behind the door here.” He gestures to a door you had assumed was fake. “Jacob mentioned you like animals?”
“I love them.” You mumble, eyes darting around, trying to figure this out. There’s no chance it’s actually magic, actually nonphysical works moving everything, yet when you step outside, it’s clear something is wrong. Three habitats, all varying in climate, are side by side, inhabited by creatures – things – you’ve never seen before.
He leads you to a grove of trees first, obviously at peace here. His smile’s is huge, shoulders relaxed, and for the first time since you met, he’s not nervously looking around the room, eyes only lingering on you for a few seconds. “The occamy.” He says, reverence clear in his voice. “They hatch from silver eggs, grow or shrink to fit their containers though these,” he pauses to drop some food into their nest, “are babies.” He looks up at you. “They’re nothing to worry about yet.”
“May I?” You question, choosing to focus on the animals in front of you and not on the revelation that is magic. That’s too much too soon. Someday, you’ll try to accept it, but for now, you’ll focus on the beasts, the real reason Jacob sent you here.
“Go ahead. Be careful, though. As I said, some of these buggers are prone to nipping.”
Your eyes drift to the scars on his hand. What kind of beast gave those to him?
The occamy is a beautiful teal with splotches of green. A dulled beak leads to a point, and the tiny thing caws and wraps around your arm when you lift it. You suck in a breath. “He’s beautiful.”
“She, actually.” Newt corrects. “See the marking at the end of the tail? It indicates gender. Males have a green dot while females have a purple one.”
You cock your head, “Is that derived from genetics? Were they crossbred with another creature at some point or is it just natural?”
Newt blinks in surprise but quickly recovers, nodding. “I’m not fully certain yet. I’ve been studying their background, but few people noted much about occamies. They were classified as a pest for quite some time, so their presence only led to extermination, not research.”
“A pest? This girl? Who would consider her a pest?”
Newt rubs the back of his neck. “I suppose if you find a scaled creature filling your whole living room, you may consider them something of a nuisance.”
“Well, I think she’s beautiful.” You murmur, daring a quick kiss against the top of the occamy’s head. It caws in response, seeming happy, if that’s possible.
Newt positively glows. “If you like her, you would probably enjoy the bowtruckle tree.”
“A plant?”
“A home. Bowtruckles live in trees, protect them as best they can. They’re rather adorable. Similar to a muggle’s twig bug, if I recall correctly.”
You snort. “Do you mean a walking stick?”
He waves a hand, treading across the ground to two trees set apart from the rest in the grove. “Such ridiculous terms.”
“Yes, but bowtruckle isn’t ridiculous?”
He shoots you a look, grinning. “Not at all, no.”
“So how large are bowtruckles typically?”
Newt doesn’t even need to consider the answer. “About 15 inches long at full maturity, though Pickett,” he reaches into his pocket, withdrawing another green stick, leaves dangling from its head, “is smaller than that.” The thing squeaks, and Newt somehow seems to understand. “Yes, you are. 18 inches? Rubbish. You’re just being ridiculous, now. You are.”
You peer closer at the tree, eyeing the creatures as they stare right back, completely unafraid. “They aren’t scared of anything?”
“Not these ones, no. They trust they’re safe down here.”
You glance at Newt. “They trust you that much.”
“Yes, well, I am their main caretaker. I rescued them, you know.”
Something inside you stirs, a compassion for this man, for the obvious trouble he’s gone to just to save these creatures. “Are they found in the subtropics? That’s where we usually find walking sticks.”
“No, not primarily.” He continues on, answering every question you have without hesitation, without needing to think. He’s clearly passionate, guiding you from there to a large field, pointing out what seem to be rhinoceroses until you neared them and saw the glowing horns. You adore them, oooing at them until a flock of dodo birds wander past and your zoologist heart kicks into overdrive. You pester Newt for information about them, trying to understand what they are, where they live, where they came from, whether it’s possible that they descended from a muggles species and Newt, bless him, answers you, lighting up, rambling on without pause, and listening to you go off on a tangent about dodo birds and various theories surrounding their extinction.
Disappointment floods you as the artificial sun begins to set, signaling the end of your time with Newt.
He walks you up and out of the case, to the front door.
“Thank you for… everything.” You murmur, suddenly shy.
“Of course.” He hesitates, then drives forward. “If you’d ever like to see any again, I wouldn’t mind giving you another tour. Though I understand if you don’t. They aren’t the most fascinating to some.”
You frown at the flash of pain in his expression. “Maybe tomorrow? I’d love to meet Frank! If you’re not busy, that is.”
Newt’s head jerks up and he smiles, this one different than the rest, not excited or mischievous, but instead calming. “That would be wonderful.”
You nod, crossing your arms over your chest, suddenly self-conscious. “Maybe we could have some tea before. You know, so we have time to discuss the ancestry of thunderbirds before I meet one.”
He watches you, quiet, before nodding, cheeks flushing. “That’d be nice.”
“Well, good.” You start to turn, but pause, looking over your shoulder. “It’s a date, then.”
Newt nods. “A date.”
As you practically float down the steps you trudged up only hours earlier, you realize that Jacob may have introduced you to more than just a case full of new creatures.
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minialls · 6 years
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❝un-reachable❞
main cast : - jjk as himself - me as herself other casts: - them as theirself genres : #cringey #nonsense #nofluffatall #superangsty #wasteyourtime #delusionalau! so here's the story goes (im goin to write this in english so sorry if i did the wrong grammar and things) *my pov* the wind breezes through my hair, making me realized what i was thinking this morning. it's been a year since i got the thing i desired, i have fallen to someone that doesn't even know i exist, and he lives so far away─hundred kilometers from my place, so what is the conclusion? he's unreachable. all of sudden i lost my hope to meet him, even at a concert. i really want to meet him that bad, even just in a concert full of thousands people, i just want to see him live. as simple as that. my phone rang, i get up to answer the call. i a m s h o o k e d t h. i just got a good&bad news. what is the good news? they are going to have concert next month at where i live now. and what is the bad news? jeez, the ticket is so so pricey. i am at the middle of the life crisis. what should i do then? my phone rang again. hOLY. now i know God loves his children. guess what, i gOT a fREE ticket from my company, to witness them in front of my eyes. since i am a media so i got to report them live. next month. *next month before the day* ugh, such a piece-of-cake day, i got a overtime work today, but i don't mind since tomorrow i'm going to meet them. oh don't forget to come early since medias people got early bird ticket, or else i can't watch them live. media have rules too. i have to arrive at the place and checkin' out the ticket at 2pm. fyi, the concert start at 7pm. such a waste of time right? i guess i have to sleep. *the next day* the sun is rising, it shines brightly right into my face, making me wake up from the dreamy dream and slap me to the reality. i woke up with dizzy head because my body and brain feel numb, tired of everything. so i walk lazily to the kitchen taking the aspirin, hoping this dizziness gone. oh i forgot to tell you, i live in an apartment in the middle of the city. and i live alone here, no roomate or partner, since my parents bought this apartment for me. hOLY mOLY. i got a snatch when i looked up to the clock. tick tock tick tock. iT'S ALREADY 12.30pm. HOW CAN I BE A SLEEPY HEAD? i slept for hours and didn't get up from the alarm. i have to get ready in a hour. jeez, this isn't so me. *getting ready* oH shEETS 30 mins left i HAVE TO GO. lemme check the stuff once again(typical me). ticket check, card identity check. i have to go. i lock the apartment door and ready to go by taking the bus. *arrived* hOLY MOLY i AM late. 15 mins passed. i have to run to the media part. thanks God, i relieved since there's bunch of people queueing in the line. now i am at the line and met some media friends and talk a lot of stuff (typical me). after doing the instruction finally i get to go inside. my curious side has always been showing up. so i encourage myself to travels around the place. i heared some music that i am familiar to. '난 너무 어려운 걸 이 길이 맞는지 정말 너무 혼란스러 Never leave me alone 그래도 믿고 있어 믿기지 않지만 길을 잃는단 건 그 길을 찾는 방법 Lost my way 쉴 새 없이 몰아치는 거친 비바람 속에 Lost my way 출구라곤 없는 복잡한 세상 속에 Lost my way Lost my way 수없이 헤매도 난 나의 길을 믿어볼래 Lost my way Found my way Lost my way Found my way' hOLY GRAIL. my favourite songs on play LIVE. this is an eargasm. my mind telling me this is a huge backstage. so i come closer to the source of the sound. //prepare some sad songs and tissues because this scene going to be corny and cringey// i NAILED UP. the door is wide open and i could see them clearly. a literal living angels and Goddes is exist. since i was amazed by them i frozed for a minute by looking at them doing the rehearsal. a seconds after i realized people was staring at me. and i got confused. then someone seems like guide me with a little movement of his head to show the reality. u know what, the man who i had fell for, staring at me for a minute since the rehearsal. is this a staring contest? because i don't even realize h e  i s  d o i n g  t h i s  t o  m e. and then just like a lightning strike, he seems so happy and shows his big bunny smile walking slowly to my atmosphere. with an oPEN arms. once again, i frozed. is this just a dream or reality? people and the staff is in their silence and keep staring to us. i don't know what to do anymore. my body and my brain didn't work in the same way. --seeing him walking slowly with a biggest smile i have ever saw, with an open arms. this is the greatest gift in my life. so i decided to take the occasion. i am running to his pace. my hearts and my bellies flutters as i get into his attentive warm hugs. i hugged him tightly, like there's no tomorrow. his warm skin affection me, and his wood-scent making me keep fallen deeper than ever. oh how i wanted this for a long time. i want time to stop ticking. i want this moment to stay forever. i don't know where things feelings come through, but it's feel so comfortable. feels like i ever met and hugged by him before. maybe we are partner in a former life? i dont even know if he feels the same. but why did he came in a open arms to me? is he know me before? who knows?  but that's just on my mind. the reality slap me out. i feel my eyes burnedt out. now i burst in tears in his shoulder. oh poor his wet shoulder because of my corny tears all over his shoulder. now it's time to confession. all he do is chuckling, caressing my back and smiling widely when i hugged him. "너는 나의 천사 (You are my literal angel) 너는 네 어두운 세상에 빛이에요 (You’re the light in my dark world) 덕분에 걱정이 싹 사라졌어요 (Thanks to you, all my worries are gone) 네가 있고 내가 있냐 (Because you exist, I exist) 늘 진실된 모습으로 있어줘서 고마워요 (Thank you for being the true you)." i stated my words right in front of his right ears, i can't see him in the eyes--i just scared if i fell too deep for him, it isn't good for my mental health right? while i broke my sensitive side and i cry harder than before. i heared people started talking in whisper, some start booing us a couple, even the members are seemingly happy because finally jk want to do this kind of things. he is now breaking his shyness wall. but i don't really care about the situation at all. all i care about is, him in my bond. after he chuckled for a thousand times, he whispered something in my ears. but unfortunately, he is talking in english but his pronunciation that isn't that clear. all i heard is he said thank you with that korean-english accent. how cute. i responded. "행복하세요 (Please be happy) 너무 걱정마세요 (Don't worry to much) 행복할때 난 행복해 (I'm happy when you happy) 그러니가 마음 대로 하세요 (So do whatever you want) 어떤 선택에도 괜찮아요 (Whatever choice you make is okay) 날마다 오빠들이 행복했으면 좋겠어요. 오빠들 장난치는 걸 보면 저까지 덩달아 즐거워지더라구요. (Just be happy everyday because you really lift up my moods all the time)" within in seconds, i whispered my last word. "나는 당신을 달까지, 그리고 과거로도, 무한대로, 그리고 영원히 그 이상으로 사랑합니다. (I love you to the moon and back, to infinity and beyond forever and ever.)" people screams in silent. and at that time i untied the hug and looked up to his eyes, his eyes brimmed with tears making my heart aching. he can't said a words. and then for the last time, he hugged me tighthly than before, stroking my back and give me a peck at the side-temple of my hair. ⎯🍃THE END🍃⎯
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