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yesyourstalker · 8 months

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Warabi: holy shit. He's getting canceled all over squitter right now... It's so funny! Apparently you got caught being shitty to his boyfriend and was dining and dashing. He was yelling at him?!

Mahi: from other people's perspectives it kind of looks like that but Neta told me that he just said some fucked up stuff and left......He told me he was okay but............. I'm trying to talk him into putting him on blast on Inkstagram and squitter and have actually get him canceled canceled.

Mizole: heh couldn't be us babe.

Mahi: of course not we're an amazing couple. You're an amazing boyfriend!

Warabi: That's debatable

Neta: Mahi! We need to have a talk about something come to the back!

Warabi: ooooooo looks like someone got caught making out in the store

Mahi: oh cod.... hope I'm not trouble....... If this is about me making out in front of the camera I wasn't aware I was in front of the camera and I'm sorry

Neta: ........................ I'm choosing to ignore that.....*sigh* ok Mahi...... So I've been thinking a lot recently about your work ethics and your contribution to the store and I'm really impressed. You know the ins and outs of the store. You know how to open and close. You ran the store successfully without me being there and you trained Warabi to do the same. I am proud to say that I am promoting you to the store manager.

Mahi: aw nice! What do I do when I'm a store manager?

Neta: with this title I also need to be trained in some of my work that involves counting the money, hiring people, making schedules, ordering supplies from vendors..... It sounds difficult to do but really once you get used to it it's easy....... Plus you get to decide what you want in the store which is pretty cool. You know if you want to sell a certain band you can order that.... You're also in charge of making promotions as well. It will be fun. Trust me.

Mahi: I can put any music and any type of band merch I want. I just have to order it.... I get to make that choice. I get to choose what type clothing we sell anything?

Neta: yes.... I have to approve it first. So don't go fucking crazy all right, this isn't 2010. You don't need to buy checkered belts in bulk okay..... Check what people are buying. If people are buying a lot of '1nk 55' stuff order more '1nk 55' it'll come to you trust me

Mahi: ok..... wow so much power..... Am I able to hire my friends if they want a job?

Neta: I can....i can afford more employees....yeah as long as they do their job and they do it well, you can hire anyone except for your boyfriend

Mahi: He doesn't want to work here anyway

Neta: good..............*sigh* I guess I have to tell this to you eventually........ I'm planning on opening a second store. In arowana Mall and I'm moving to cepha city

Mahi: you're leaving?!? Nooooo... Can I redecorate the store

Neta:.................................... you can change the layout of the merchandise but the color palette and overall setup and design will not change.

Mahi: damn......... So when when are you leaving? Also what if I need you? What if I need your help with something?

Neta: Don't worry, we have three years until the store officially opens. You have three years to learn everything and adjust to your manager role............. by the time I leave you won't need me. You'll be like what? 27 or 28. Almost 30 ha! you old fuck!.....hahahaha. Don't call me when you're back starts hurting after picking up a box

Mahi: you'll be borderline 40! You'd break your hip if you bend the wrong way!!

Neta: hehehe..... well ...... what ever..... Congratulations mahi. You're the manager. Don't fuck this up. I'm counting on you. Okay, this store is like my second child all right. I work too hard for this to go under.

Mahi: All right I won't fuck it up I promis............... my own store....... holy shit

Neta: okay let's go I have to announce the employee of the month.......... ok. Hello everyone, It's the first of the month meaning that it is time to announce employee of the month!

Mahi: I don't even see the point of this. It's always me...

Neta: The employee of the month is going to beeee...............fuck it...... ........Warabi............. Congratulations

Mahi: what

Warabi: Oh my god! I'm so honored! I'm so touched! I can't believe he chose me to be employee the month! When we first met you hated me and now you actually like me...... You like me enough to make me employee of the month in your store!!....*sniff*.... You truly grew as a person

Neta:.......................... Sure. I guess.......... I don't hate you........ stand here so I can take a picture.

Mahi: did ikkan get you to do this?

Neta: no, of course not. This was all my idea. I truly think that he is a good employee

Mahi: I like to remind you that your tentacles are short now.

Neta: huh?

Mahi: I can see your hickey

Neta: Mahi oh my Cod stop being so petty you've been employee of the month how many times??? you're pissed because you're not employee of the month this time?? This is just like the incident with Phoebe, you need to calm down.......... You want to get demoted??

Mahi: I just feel like this one is not fair He had outside help

Warabi: what are whispering about?

Neta: nothing important

Mhai: well it's the-

Neta: If you say it's the principal I'm going to fire you

Mahi: you know I'm right

Neta: ......mahi please

Mahi: He dropped several figures and broke them

Neta: it was just baribari merch nobody buys that shit except for that one kid that smells like eggs...... Come on. Isn't he your best friend? Let him have this.

Mahi: fine......*huff*

Warabi: be honest..... Neta did I actually earn employee of the month or.....

Neta: Yes you did earn employee of the month all by yourself. I hate to admit it but you know I actually........ Have grown to........... like you

Warabi:...* Gasp*.......... ikkan doesn't have to know about use

Neta: I didn't mean it like that

Warabi: It's okay, it'll be our secret. It'll be our own forbidden love ...... kiss me

Neta: hehehe get off me..... I don't know what you have.....hehehehe

Warabi... just one.... just- hold still!..... Just one peck...........just one.......little kiss.... All I want is just- uh- you let taka do worse. What do you have??..... I just want a single kis-[kiss] .....see wasn't so bad!....

Neta:........... Heh... See, now. I'm contaminated... Get back to work

Mahi belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

#it was just a kiss on the cheek nothing else #taka is getting canceled and has called and DM neta several times to help him #he ignored it #Neta is plan on making a full call out post about taka #also neta and ikkan are together again they're just long distance boyfriends that visit each other from time to time #mahi is store manager technically they can make them self employee of the month every month once Neta leaves #i don't know the full dynamic of Warabi and neta yet but they're bouncing off each other very smoothly when I write them interacting

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stranger-marauders · 2 years

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seventeen: she's got you

chapter summary: Steve and Robin finally are relieved of the effects of the truth serum, but Kate fears some truths have yet to be uncovered.

chapter warnings: language

word count: 2.1k

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ROBIN AND STEVE entered different stalls that were right next to each other in the bathroom, both of them not hesitating to puke their guts out. Kate waited only a moment before running behind Robin and holding her hair back.

"Steve, babe, you okay?" Kate asked as Robin still vomited—she only heard the sounds of retching in return. It felt like every high school party they'd ever been to all over again.

It had only lasted about a couple of minutes or so more, the constant sound of retching and smell of vomit almost making her throw up with them. Once Robin had finished, Kate let her hair go, and the younger girl spat in the bowl one last time before flushing it down for good.

Kate and Robin sat next to each other on the floor in the same stall, Kate leaning against the wall and Robin on the floor with her legs leaning against the stall. Meanwhile, Steve sat in the stall next to them, the wall divider cutting him off from being able to see anything but Kate and Robin's Converses.

"The ceiling stopped spinning for me," Robin finally said. "Is it still spinning for you?"

"Holy shit," Steve replied. "No."

"You think you puked it all up?" Kate asked. There was no way that they hadn't at least gotten most of that shit out of their system. They'd both puked a lot.

"Maybe. Ask me something," Robin said. Then her voice shifted to a bad Russian accent. "Interrogate me."

Steve chuckled. "Okay. Interrogate you. Sure. Um... When was the last time you, uh, peed your pants?"

"Today," Robin answered.

Kate laughed in shock, turning to look at her. "What?"

"When the Russian doctor took out the bone saw," Robin explained.

Steve and Kate laughed. "Oh my God."

"It was just a little bit, though."

"Yeah, it's definitely still in your system," Kate said, making the three of them laugh.

"All right, my turn," Robin said.

"Okay. Hit me."

Robin knew what she had to ask. She figured if Steve wouldn't start the conversation with Kate, she would help him. "Have you... ever been in love?"

"Yep. Nancy Wheeler. First semester, senior year." He imitated a gunshot, then he chuckled.

"Oh my God," Robin said. "She's such a priss."

"Hm," Steve said. "Turns out, not really."

Nancy Wheeler had been Steve's first serious girlfriend from high school. They'd started dating back at the beginning of junior year, when Steve had really liked Nancy. When he and Kate had stopped being friends, he dated Nancy, and the fight that started the end of their relationship had also caused Kate to talk to him again. She had known how brokenhearted he must've been, all because she knew how much he had loved her. They had had a nasty breakup after Nancy had essentially cheated on him with Jonathan. Kate and Steve had started dating about a month and a half afterward, just about a week before Christmas, but it wasn't like she hadn't known that he had cared about Nancy.

Robin scoffed. "Are you still in love with Nancy?"

Steve shook his head, but he realized the other two couldn't see him. "No."

"Why not?"

"I think it's because I found someone who's a little bit better for me," Steve said.

Kate's breath hitched in her throat. This was it. Steve was going to break up with her and was going to tell Robin how much he loved her. Robin was going to feel the same way about him, and Kate would be left alone on the curb, because Steve didn't really love her. How could he? She was just... Kate. There wasn't anything special about her, nor would there ever be, and one of the only things that mattered was about to be taken away from him.

Steve's chuckles pulled her out of her downward spiral. "Dustin's been saying since he got back that I need to find my Suzie, or something, which I don't even think she's real. It doesn't matter though—I found something who's absolutely perfect for me." He sighed, stifling a chuckle. "It's crazy, you know, this girl isn't even someone I would have dreamed about a few years ago, not like that. If I did, I didn't realize it was her. But I... I don't know why I didn't ever think of her, because now I know I should've been with her this whole time.

"It took her ignoring me for a year for me to even realize it, really. Even when I was with Nancy, it wasn't the same without her, you know? This girl... I didn't know it, but I've been in love with her since I met her. She had these cute pigtails and these pretzels, and—" he exhaled loudly— "I was a goner. She's always been way out of my league. First of all, she's hilarious. She's so funny. I've never laughed harder with anyone in my entire life than I have with her. Even when she almost died, she was cracking jokes.

"She's such a dork. I mean, absolute dork, okay? I mean, she'll talk your head off for hours about music and books and stuff, and you just... she's adorable, but, Jesus, I'd never tell her because she'd kill me if I did. That's what happens when she gets embarrassed, you know, she just acts like she's heartless, but she's not. She cares so much about everyone, like, I can't even count the times she's screwed herself over for someone just so they could be happy.

"I mean, I don't even have to mention how beautiful she is. She doesn't think so, but I think she's perfect. She's got this perfect smile, and her eyes, they just... glisten, especially when she's worried, they get so big, and I feel like I'm just... just drowning in them. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever met.

"And she's so smart—way smarter than me. You should see the bookshelf in her room, it's ridiculous how much she's read. You know, she can crack, like top secret Russian codes and... and be valedictorian, or whatever, and leave my stupid ass here when she leaves for school and... You know? I could go on and on about her. She's honestly... unlike anyone I've ever even met before."

It was silent for a while after Steve's long, heartfelt speech.

Kate didn't know what to say. She didn't know whether to start sobbing or to try to come up with a response, just something. Her heart ached when she thought about how wrong she'd been about everything. Steve wasn't going to break up with her because of their fight. He wasn't going to break up with her at all: when he had spoken to Dustin about them breaking up, it had been Steve thinking she'd break up with him, not the other way around. He'd been preparing for her to break up with him before she left for school, and that had been why he was acting so strangely, why they'd fought. She had been entirely wrong: Steve Harrington loved her a lot more than she thought he did.

Steve knocked on the stall to gain both Kate and Robin's attention, but neither of them answered. Robin had sat up next to Kate; realistically, she had been surprised that Steve could even think something so intelligent, never mind say it, but she thought that it was sweet he cared so much about her. He didn't need to be on truth serum for anyone to know that.

He slid himself under the crack of the stall, squeezing his legs between the two girls as he leaned against the stall, and although Kate wasn't looking, her knees currently pulled to her chest as she buried her face underneath her arms, Steve only stared at her, waiting for her to say something.

"The floor's disgusting," Robin said.

"Well, I already got a bunch of blood and puke on my shirt, so..." He trailed off. "What do you think?"

"About?"

"This girl," he responded, nodding and shifting his eyes back to Kate. His heart seemed to pound harder every second longer she didn't look up. He didn't want her to break up with him right now after everything they'd been through, not after everything he'd just said.

"I think she's...," Robin paused for a moment, trying to find the right word as she glanced to the girl next to her. "Amazing."

"I think so, too," Kate said, finally looking up. Her eyes had been glazed over, and she had almost been smiling. It hadn't taken long for him to return the same smile to her, and Kate felt a weight lift off of her shoulders—they were okay. "You're such a dork."

He sighed of relief, stifling a chuckle. "Love you, too, Kathy."

Kate shook her head, wiping her eyes and turning to the girl next to her. "Robin, what about you? You ever been in love?"

She sighed. "No, I... It's complicated."

"Complicated?" Kate asked, almost for clarification. "I think we can handle complicated, Robin."

She shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. "Not like... Not like this, okay? You guys won't understand."

"That's not true," Steve said. "Come on, it can't be that bad."

"No, I—"

"Robin," Kate said, touching her shoulder. "We love you. No matter what, we're not going away. I promise."

She sighed again, hesitating. "Steve, do you remember what I said about Click's class? About me being jealous and, like, obsessed?"

Steve nodded. "Yeah."

"It isn't because I had a crush on you," Robin explained, tears brimming her eyes. "It's because... she wouldn't stop staring at you."

Kate's lips parted, only watching her in worry. She felt horrible that Robin felt like she couldn't tell them something like that. She felt even worse that she just assumed that Robin had been crushing on Steve.

Of course, while Kate had caught Robin's drift, Steve hadn't. "Mrs. Click?"

Robin chuckled before she went on. "Tammy Thompson. I wanted her to look at me. But... she couldn't pull her eyes away from you and your stupid hair. And I didn't understand, because you would get bagel crumbs all over the floor. And you asked dumb questions. And you were a douchebag. And—And you didn't even like her and... I would go home... and just scream into my pillow."

"But... Tammy Thompson's a girl."

"Steve," Robin said softly.

"Yeah?"

Robin only stared at him in response.

"Oh."

"Oh...," she repeated softly.

"Holy shit," Steve said.

"Yeah. Holy shit."

Kate shook her head. "You know, don't take this the wrong way, but... that's really not the craziest shit I've ever heard."

Robin looked at Kate, her eyes still glossy. "What?"

"I'm serious! You guys were just kidnapped by Russians after we snuck into their secret base under the local mall, and you're scared we're not gonna be friends with you just because of that? Come on, we're not that stupid."

Steve shrugged. "And Tammy Thompson? I mean, she's cute and all, but... I mean, she's a total dud."

"She is not," Robin said defensively.

"Yes, she is. She wants to be, like, a singer. She wants to move to, like, Nashville and shit."

"She has dreams!"

"She can't even hold a tune," Steve countered. "She's practically tone-deaf. Have you heard her?"

Robin and Kate chuckled.

"All the time!" Steve started singing, terribly imitating the girl Robin had been so hung up on. "You see me now tonight, you see me now—"

"She does not sound like that," Robin said.

Kate tried to hold in her laughter. "She totally sounds like that."

"She sounds exactly like that. That's a great impression of her."

"She does not!" Robin said.

"You sound like a Muppet," Kate said, almost crying because she was laughing so hard.

"She sounds like a Muppet," Steve corrected. "She sounds like a Muppet giving birth!"

All three of them started singing, quite horribly and sounding like Muppets at that, "Total Eclipse of the Heart."

Before they could continue on any longer, Dustin and Erica burst into the room. "Okay. What the hell!"

Instead of actually responding, the group of three just laughed even harder, laying on top of each other and laughing so hard they started crying.

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numetalpuppygirl · 10 months

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what i'm listening to 7/6/2023 (song notes under cut)

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Laura Les - Haunted: haunted. by laura les.

Radiohead - Hunting Bears: have you guys noticed that i like amnesiac. links to this post. this is one of the best album interludes of all time

Tallah - No One Should Read This: HRHGGHRHGHHH. fucking crunchyyyy this is one of my favorite albums ever. it's corny as fuck but also really dark and heavy and just ahhhh i love it and this is such a good opener. despite any of the band's faults i will always be a shill for this album. i was talking to violet (hi violet heheh oops i dropped this) about the album a little bit and i decided i simply had to include this bc well frankly i'm jamming to it as i type this :3

Cypress Hill - I Ain't Goin' Out Like That: there's a lot of 90sishness going on in this list. lovvve cypress hill and this whole album. the hook is super catchy but also kind of ridiculous, and there's so many good lines. if you dig harder rap stuff definitely give black sunday a spin, i think it might have been one of the first rap albums i ever bought a physical copy of

Polaris - The Remedy: okay i've been going through my whole giant playlist on account of this business, so it's only fitting that i feature the song that's at the very tippity top of the thang. polaris is a damn solid progressive metalcore type band, and i remember when they broke out in 2017/18 with this album everybody in the scene was talking about them as rising stars. they didn't disappoint, imo, bc the album that came after that was pretty solid too. they did get a lot of comparisons to architects, who are much more seasoned in the scene, and i definitely hear it: the pitchy false chord screams, the djenty riffs, big but not poppy choruses. BUT i think two things worked out for them in that regard. one was that architects were white hot around that time because they put out holy hell, which was very well-regarded (because it good), so it wasn't too bad a thing to be compared to them. the other was that after holy hell dropped, wage war put out a single (low) that had basically the same riff as the architects' big single (doomsday). so they kinda caught all the shit on that one lol. ah the old days (<does not miss this time period)

Girls Rituals - Babe of the Abyss: ummmm.hi 😳

Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch: stupid dumb dumb dummy dumb stupid ass blppppt dumbass fuckin song. it's kinda awesome though. a large part of my interest in this one is to do with its pertinence to rap rock, or rather, its lack of pertinence. in my obsession with the timeline of rap rock, i like to be able to sort as much as possible into neat little categories. east coast hip hop, funk metal, nu metal, emo rap, etc. but what's also interesting is when something comes along that doesn't fit any trend at all. it's a total anomaly, a hit only on its own merits, whether those merits are musical strength or just being weird as fuck. in this case, it's definitely a bit of both. the bad touch isn't even really much of a rock song, it sounds more like dance beats, but the bloodhound gang are a rock band, and regardless you can tell just by listening to it which side of the music sphere they originate from. ughhh fascinating fascinating fascinating. and gross, if you listen to it. but mostly fascinating. 1999 babey. and that's the other thing - this was the age of nu metal. this isn't a nu metal song, but one has to wonder how much it was helped by the normalization of crossovers between rock and rap that nu metal was creating. okay moving on

Snoop Dogg - Gin and Juice: more 90s! but in this case? idk what you want me to say. it's fuckin gin and juice. no-one is immune to the d-o-double-g

Epic Rap Battles of History - Alexander the Great vs Ivan the Terrible: come onnnn you knew i was gonna put some erb on here i feel like i've been mentioning them all month. this is a real good battle, very catchy. the first two verses from pete and zach, respectively, are definitely my favorites, and indeed alexander the great might be my favorite zach sherwin performance on erb. but the flute on the beat for frederick the great's part is a lot of fun, and catherine the great's verse is catchy as well. just overall solid and easy to rewatch. please save me from epic rap battle hell i am trapped here and they won't let me out until i recite every erb bar in chronological order

Vylet Pony - Constellation Cradle: vylet pony good. reallll good. this was one of those songs that i had heard however many times and been like yeah cool song :) and then at some point recently heard again and for some reason it just like. hit right. it had the right crunch. i was feeling it. i was loving it. i was chewing on it. vylet pony good

Bob Marley & The Wailers - Is This Love: another simple case of "heard it on the radio, got stuck in my head." at the same time, it's representative of the fact that i want to know more about reggae, considering my current knowledge of it is effectively 0. so what better place to start than the name that most people outside the reggae sphere most associate with the genre? so many good hits from bob marley, as we likely all know

Pearl Jam - Even Flow: pearl jam good idc. not my favorite of their songs but probably the catchiest. moving swiftly onward

Twenty One Pilots - Implicit Demand For Proof: i was inspired to revisit some of my favorite tracks from a formerly beloved band to me. despite the many issues one could take with their first album, that's the one i would feel most confident in standing up for. and, since i'm an opening track kinda girl, this one hit for me the most. iiii knowwww you're not a liar, and i knowwww you could set fire this dayyyyy. idk. definitely a christian song but like, not in the sense that we all kind of agree is shit. like it's a christian song but it's still actually a SONG, that's. ABOUT THINGS. just give it a shot maybe, if you like kinda indie rock. or don't. i can't tell you what to do i'm just a bunch of text on a screen

Beastie Boys - Intergalactic: did you guys notice that i like the beastie boys. like with even flow, this isn't my favorite beasties song but it's the one that's stuck in my head this month. and it is a damn good hit! some classic lines in here. look at this post

Zombie Girl - Creepy Crawler: i don't know shit about this song or artist!! this was an everynoise.com find on uhhh industrial metal i think. it sounds good :)

Steve Miller Band - Take The Money And Run: i'm so obsessed with that trainwreckords episode on run-d.m.c. i literally have just absorbed every song that todd even mentions in the video. i won't put that episode in the youtube playlist like i did last week but if you haven't watched it you should still do that

Epic Rap Battles of History - Donald Trump vs Hillary Clinton: i know. i know. i know. stop looking at me like that. i know. i know, okay? i do. i'm sorry. but it's true. there's a lot of good lines and (more importantly) very catchy parts in this one too and i find myself bopping my head to them while i'm in the shower or whatever. if you don't like it, you should have saved me from the pit when you had the chance

Vanilla Ice - Rollin' In My 5.0: the ice-man just dropped a live video for this a little while ago so it's been on my mind. it's mostly interesting for two reasons. number 1 is that it's our only real insight into what vanilla ice album two might have been like if not for the rapid shift of popular trends. number 2 is that it has been deemed significant enough to be counted in the handful of songs that keep vanilla's music alive, despite being unknown to most people. i'm initerested in the idea of like a vanilla ice canon of Songs That Matter, and it contains like, ice ice baby (obviously), play that funky music, ninja rap, i love you, cool as ice, and so on. but there are just some more odd additions to that, and 5.0 is one of those

rawr - If Peppa Pig was a RAPPER: can i ask you guys for a favor. like, i realize that this list has 19 songs on it one way or another, bc that's the number of songs i use for every WILT. but can we all agree that this time, there's only 18 songs that are *formally* in the WILT, and this youtube-exclusive is like. a bonus track? great thanks. love you. anyways, have you noticed how these days youtube seems to recommend random 10-view videos that have just been uploaded? idk what's up with that, but that's how i found rawr, and frankly i've been having a blast with their videos. weird, silly little songs about wanting to marry various cartoon fathers or popular characters as rappers. this one is the latter, but honestly all of the ones i've listened to have overcome me with a feverish humor. it's not very tumblr humor imo but ultimately idek if my enjoyment of these could be described as comparable to finding them "funny." i just think it's beautiful that a channel with very little attention on it is uploading these ridiculous songs just for fun. just something to do. we could all take a lesson from this. or maybe not idk. i need to post this now good god

#*char noises*#talking pop #gwwerrwwfghhh egh

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straightfromthetorturedpoetsdept · 1 year

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honestly, the kaylor conspiracy feels, to me at least, less like am earnest belief that a gay relationship is happening

and more that kaylors don't want taylor to be happy. not because they hate her, but like

taylor has a reputation. she writes banging break up songs and heart wrenching anthems about failed relationships.

and honestly? being in a secret relationship with a married woman for six years sounds absolutely fucking miserable to me. it would be great songwriting material though.

and i think they hate joe, less for being 'in the way of' their ship and more that they think if he's the one

if this time it works for taylor

she won't write those songs we love anymore.

like, you and i know that's not how it works but, anyone who would rather believe that taylor's been in a secret gay relationship she can never actually be truly happy in sounds gullible enough to believe that taylor being happy means no more sad songs.

Wow, you know this makes so much sense, bestie, holy shit.

I think you might be onto something here because yeah, being in a relationship with a married woman for six years does, in fact, sound fucking miserable. It actually tracks with a lot of what their song analysis is with folkmore and midnights.

For example, they completely ignore the rest of the dear reader bridge to claim that "if you knew where I was walking, to a house not a home all alone" is some big declaration that Joe is not a real relationship despite the fact that the entire song is about the 1989 era and her forced closeting and the bridge specifically points to how she's getting TRASHED and praying to "prefer hiding in plain sight." And it's because the reading of dear reader like this is so much more heartbreaking to them because it proves that Taylor is not "actually" happy! She's miserable! Look how miserable she is guys, she's all alone in her house with nobody waiting for her!

Even though they hear would've could've should've and understand that she's not literally singing about something that is currently happening, that understanding flies out the window when they hear music that goes against their "Taylor is actually miserable!" narrative and I hate to make assumptions about the motivations of other people's actions, but if you critically look at all the kaylor midnights theories- it makes your anon make A LOT of sense. You're so smart, bestie, holy shit.

Like, I'm almost positive that's why they believe that sweet nothing is about her mother, not about Joe, even though she literally WROTE IT WITH JOE. Your line about "great songwriting material" is especially relevant to this analysis, I believe, because sweet nothings is literally exclusive to a romantic relationship but because the song lacks a certain... "passion" let's call it (more like toxicity) they believe there is NO POSSIBLE WAY it's about her current relationship because well, the song is just so... boring to them. It doesn't have the passion of songs like "the way i loved you," "so it goes...," "state of grace," "stay stay stay," "holy ground," "if this was a movie," "red," or even "style" or "wildest dreams." And it's like... yeah, no shit all of those songs are about unhealthy relationships babes.

Like, they will take songs like "i think he knows" for example and look for something that completely changes the meaning of the song (i think he knows i want you... even though, she literally just means he knows that she's horny FOR HIM) because they want the album to be sadder than it actually is. They want Taylor to not be happy because they truly believe that her best songs are written when she is in the most awful relationships imaginable. They claim the song is about Joe (or calvin???) knowing that she wants karlie?????? which doesn't make any sense because she is literally singing about his boyish looks turning her on ???????????? and like, bestie, HOW???????? she's literally so happy and horny in that song.... it's not a sad song at ALL.

Or the dumbest one of all time "call it what you want" originally being "karlie would you want to" even though, once again, they ignore the rest of the lyrics to make the narrative make sense. The song is literally written to HER FANS and THE PUBLIC, telling them she doesn't care what they say about her relationship because it's theirs and they created it themselves???? I'm trying hard to keep this response as short as possible but it makes so much fucking sense when you think about all their dumb ass interpretations of songs, especially ones that call them out or that are happy love songs about Joe.

I think you're right about this theory, tbh, anon because every single song i'm thinking about that they claim is proof that joe is a beard is literally just them reading the song as much more miserable than it was originally intended or refusing to acknowledge the happiness that Joe brings Taylor specifically. Like, the kicker is she HAS been giving us sad music for the past three years specifically!

She's so happy with Joe but folkmore and midnights were sad pieces of work as a whole, even though her songs to Joe in those pieces are some of the most beautiful love songs (i saw a kaylor say invisible string was boring... girl, just say you're not in love and go!) i've ever heard. It's nice to have a friend, sweet nothing, invisible string, long story short, willow, lavender haze etc etc are all very happy love songs but she's also taylor swift and she has a lot of past trauma to work through.

It could be that they just cannot relate to happy taylor so they have to interpret the songs that are happy as sad shit in order to still feel connected to Taylor? Maybe they feel like they cannot relate to her if she's happy and they're not? IDK but I wish they'd quit it.

Take the music for what it is, not what you want it to be.

#taylor swift #gaylor #kaylor #midnights #toe #ask and you shall receive #anon love

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duskgraves · 2 years

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Angel's Game - Chapter Three

Tw: death, suicide, temporary amnesia, blood and violence

"A movie night, that was all it was meant to be," Babe said as they stared out at the burning landscape around them. "You were even going to be invited as well. Just us, Angel, and our mates." They sighed, rubbing their forehead. "And now we're stuck in a literal pixelated hell."

"We'll figure this out, we may be on our own but we're not helpless. You two know this..'game' well right?" They gave Starlight a nod. "Good, so we can use your knowledge to our advantage to get us out of here."

Angel nodded more determined. "I like their confidence. Let's do this and show that dragon who's their uncle." Babe bit their lip with a shake of their head as they begin to craft armor.

"Okay so what exactly do we do? I can't imagine that we can just walk up to the dragon's den and bap it with an axe."

"Ugh I wish!" Angel groaned, "It's a whole thing. We got to get lava and use it to create a portal to another dimension where we then get blaze rods and ender pearls to make ender eyes. Which will then lead us to the portal to where the dragon is and we place those eyes in the frame and finally get to the boss fight. Which is on a floating island in the middle of the literal void. And holy shit! We're going to fight a dragon on a floating island in the middle of the void!" Angel's eyes widened with a startled realization. Starlight looked just as panicked as well, if not more.

Babe tossed over Angel their armor, ignoring the dread that was filling their own stomach as they attempted to reassure the two. "I know it sounds like a lot but we've played this game for years and beat the dragon countless times. And I know, we'll actually be experiencing it this time which does sound scary. But Starlight has a point, we have the upper hand by knowing how this game works and the best ways to avoid most danger in it and get home safely."

"'Most danger'? Like what?"

"Well we know to not go out at dark because of hostile mobs, use boats to cross any deep water because of drowned zombies. We'll be sure to sleep so there won't be flying demons in the sky. Oh! And the new one that was just added, the deep dark which holds the Warden."

Angel chimed in, "I'm telling you right now, if we run into the Warden I'm just offing myself on the spot."

Starlight winced. "That bad?"

"That mother fucker gives me literal nightmares just by playing the game, I can't even imagine what it's actually like close up."

Babe sarcastically said, glad the tension that had been in the air previously was gone, "Strange, I thought you were into the big tall buff kind."

"Yeah, big tall buff people who don't sonic boom me from half a mile away and ruin a two year hardcore world that I had just updated the night previously to let it in," Angel pouted with a furrowed brow.

Starlight questioned, "Where is the 'deep dark' usually?"

"You got to go digging deep for it so after this we shouldn't have any reason to go looking in caves anymore." Babe put the furnace and crafting table back into their inventory, taking their sword back out and holding a torch in the other hand.

Angel continued, "And speaking of caves, it doesn't look like this one goes much further so I doubt there's any lava in here. We should head to the surface and try our luck up there instead because I don't plan on spending hours strip mining just to try and find one."

Babe nodded in agreement. "We'll need more food too, our best bet is finding a village cause I'm not going into that hellscape without at least a stack and a half of something edible." They then paused and looked over to Starlight. "Do you think you'll be able to eat bread by the way?"

Their eyes shifted to the side as they thought before shrugging. "I think so, I'm not sure."

"Guess we'll have to test what heals you up," Angel said, pulling out their axe and pointing it towards the direction of the cave opening. "Now onwards!" they declared before marching forwards.

"They have surprisingly a lot of energy for someone who's in this kind of situation."

Babe smiled, with a short laugh and joked, "Trust me, they can get a lot worse than this, I'd say they're pretty tame at the moment." Starlight grinned back before following them.

The sun had just begun to rise and any hostile mobs that had originally been out there were now just small piles of bones, arrows, and rotten flesh. Starlight blocked the sun rays from their eyes, giving them a moment to adjust before they could fully see their environment.

"Wow," they gasped, eyes scanning everything around them. "It's really pretty and the air's so clean." They took a step forward to admire it more when a sizzling then caught their attention and their head snapped towards it.

A green, leafy creature began flashing white in front of them and before they could yell, it then turned into a pile of grey dust before them. Angel stood in its spot with their axe drawn out and a panicked expression on their face.

"What the hell was that?!"

"A creeper, they like to explode their prey," Angel explained, slightly out of breath. "I'm surprised it went after you though, you're part spider."

Babe thought out loud, "Could be because of what we did with that amethyst. And now they're no longer considered a hostile mob." Starlight crossed their arms over their chest, looking down at their many limbs as if just realizing they were there again. An uncomfortable expression crossed their face as they looked around, much more on edge.

"Let's get going, we only have so much daylight," Angel insisted, placing a hand on Starlight's shoulder in comfort and leading them along.

They walked through the plains, passed through a savanna and a small desert that had more creepers in it then cactus. Before finally reaching a large swamp that they attempted going around but quickly realized it would be impossible before nightfall.

They trudged forwards slowly, walking through the shallow green waters and having to yank their legs up with each step after it got caught in the mud. Babe took the front, always having the best luck with finding villages as Angel proclaimed. While Starlight was right behind them, looking anxiously around as if anticipating something.

Angel took the rear, grumbling the entire way with enough swears that would've gotten them a mouth full of soap even at their grown age. They were just grateful they hadn't run into many slimes, other than small ones that just bumped into their ankles and could be nudged away with ease.

Babe then asked from ahead, "How you doing back there hon?"

Angel bitterly responded, "Absolutely wonderful, I'm so glad that swamps were added into the game. They add so much color and life to minecr-fuck my shoe!" They then shouted, unable to yank their foot out from the mud. The two ahead stopped and turned around, heading back to them.

"This is so gross," they whined, grabbing onto Babe who rolled their eyes.

"Such a baby," they muttered, making Angel gasp but was ignored by them continuing, "Grab their other arm, we'll pull them on the count of three." Starlight grabbed onto their other arm while Babe got a better grip on the one that was holding them.

They counted, "Okay, one two three!" The two yanked and Angel went flying into them, knocking them both down into the muddy waters. Starlight groaned while Babe had their mouth tightly closed to avoid any of the water getting into it.

Angel winced, sitting up and giving an apologetic look to the two. "Sorry." They stood back up, helping the others back up who began trying to wipe the mud and sea grass off of them. Angel pulled some out of their hair and off their clothes.

But a high pitched laugh then sounded off behind them and before they knew it a green potion was thrown at their feet and shattered against Babe's leg, causing them to yelp. Green particles began to swirl around them and they instantly began to feel its effects.

Angel dropped to their knees, water splashing up as they groaned in pain while Babe was coughing roughly, doing their best to remain upright but eventually falling to one knee and clutching their abdomen. Starlight stood there unaffected by it and looked at the two concerned before then spotting their attacker.

They stood not too far off and watched them with a sly smirk underneath a pitch black witch hat. They wore a dark green tunic and dark brown pants with a purple cloak that trailed in the water.

Angel cried out in pain, "Starlight, distract them!"

"How?!" They yelled back in a panic as the witch began to pull out another potion to most likely finish them off.

"Web them, I don't care, just do something!" The spider hybrid looked frantically around before seeing a slime and their eyes lit up. They shot out a web to latch onto the small thing and swung it at the witch, hitting them head on and covering their sight with the creature.

Angel let out a breath of relief when the poison effect wore off and immediately began eating apples to start to heal up. Babe moved to their feet and grabbed at Angel to help move them out of the radius of any other potions. They were handed some apples in gratitude.

Starlight followed after them as they hid behind a tree on one of the small patches of land. "What do we do?!" They asked hurriedly.

"Don't die?" Angel offered, getting a hiss from them which had them all pause in shock for a moment.

"Sorry," they quickly whispered.

Babe brushed them off. "They could be another person that was trapped here, we can't just leave."

Angel argued, "They can finish us off with just two potions if we're not careful though."

"The potions didn't hurt me though," Starlight then pointed out.

"Right! Cause you're technically a spider, you-" Another laugh then sounded from behind Angel and they spun around coming face to face with the witch.

They shouted, throwing themselves backwards in Starlight who barely caught them in time. They shot out another web to a further tree and held onto Angel as they yanked themselves to it.

Babe's eyes then widened before they shouted to the others, "The dot! It's on their nose!" Then bolted as another splash potion was tossed their way and barely made it out of its proximity.

Angel laughed briefly, still in the spider hybrid's arms. "That's funny." Starlight looked down at them confused. They looked up as they explained, "Because they're a witch and in the actual game the witch has a wart on their nose and-nevermind it's really not that important." They pulled away from them, standing up straight and taking out the amethyst once again.

"Draw their fire/attention while me and Babe try to get close. They shouldn't be able to hurt you but be careful." They got a nod and Angel hurried away while Starlight shot a web at the witch, latching onto their arm and yanking hard.

They got knocked off their feet and into the water with a large splash. Meanwhile Angel and Babe both took the chance to go running for them but before either could reach the witch had pushed themselves back up. They pulled out another poison potion and slammed it on the ground, hitting the two with its effects and themselves too.

But then pulled out a healing potion and chugged it before pushing themselves back to their feet, ignoring the remaining poison effects on them. They glared at the two on the ground, a cruel smile crossing their lips as they began to reach into their robe again.

But Starlight then shot out some webs from their hands, managing to pin their arm to a tree. "I got them!" They shouted. Catching Babe's attention who winced painfully but forced themselves up and went lunging for the other arm. Angel screamed out in pain but shot upwards and hurried to them, quickly using the amethyst on the small void on their face.

And just like before, a lightning storm shot throughout their body, closing in on the mark and sealing it up with a crackle. They then fell limp, only being held up by Babe and the webbing. Angel began tearing off the webbing while Starlight kept their distance.

"Are you sure that's safe?" The spider hybrid questioned, warily eyeing the witch.

Babe answered as they helped lay the newcomer down on a patch of land, "We did the same for you. So unless they're some major asshole back in our world I think we'll be fine." They then held out a hand, "Angel give me some food, I'm half a heart," they groaned in pain and was passed over several more apples.

Angel bit into the last apples they had before saying, "Annnd, we're out. No one else get hurt or you're stuck with the zombie flesh."

Before anyone could respond the witch then began waking up. Their eyes slowly opened and their face contorted in pain as they immediately began trying to sit up. The two began helping them up, letting them rest their back on the tree they had been previously stuck to.

Babe assured them gently, "Hey you're alright, nothing should be broken or bleeding. Just a bit sore. I'm Babe, this is Angel and that's Starlight. Can you tell us your name?"

"My name's Cutie…where am-what am I wearing?" They questioned, eyes blinking rapidly as they grabbed their clothes. "Oh these colors are so ugly- oh wow that's not the only thing that's ugly." Cringing when they caught sight of Starlight who gaped at them.

"Well shit I guess they were a major asshole back in our world," Angel muttered.

"And continuing with the topic of ugly, all blue isn't really the fit that you think it is." Angel stared at them silently with a hard look before moving their gaze over to Babe.

"I can get away with murder in here right?"

Babe swatted their hand at them. "Stop, no, all of you please stop. Shut up." Everyone went quiet instantly. "This is not the time for any of this bullshit right now. We are stuck in this together and we have to work together if we want to get out of here. Arguing isn't going to do anything but get us killed faster."

"'Killed faster'? 'Get out of here'? Where the hell are we?" Cutie glared at them.

They took in a breath before explaining, "To put it as simple as I can, we're stuck in a video game and have all been given a 'role' in it. You are a witch, they're a spider and we're the two human characters in it. And we think the way to get out of here is by beating the game and we could really use your help, especially with your abilities."

Cutie stared at them silently, eyebrow furrowed and mouth opening and closing as they tried to process it. They took a moment before finally saying, "That's..that's a lot. Holy-I-What?! A video game?!"

"I know, I know. It's a lot. We have no idea how this is really possible either, we're in the same boat as you. But we genuinely believe that the best way to get out of here is by beating the game, and luckily Angel and I have experience on how this game runs. We can get you out of here safely I promise." Their emotions running wild on their face, eyes scanning Babe's face before nodding a bit.

Angel then looked up, eyes widening before they looked around anxiously. "Uh guys, can we talk more about this while we walk? It's getting dark way too fast and I don't feel like getting my ass handed to me by ten creepers."

Cutie questioned with concern, "Creepers?"

"We'll explain on the way, but they're right. We should keep going."

They nodded slowly, still looking extremely hesitant and confused. "Where are you headed to?"

"The nether, but we're going to need a lot of food to survive that hellscape."

Cutie's eyebrows scrunched together as they thought. "You need food? I think I know where a village is. It might have a lot of food, I can't remember. My memory's really hazy right now but I think I can lead the way."

The two humans looked at each other and Angel shrugged. "Food or not, we'll need safety during nightfall. Lead the way Elphaba."

#redacted asmr #redacted angel #redacted babe #redacted cutie #redacted starlight #angel's game

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ghosttownwherenoonegoes · 1 year

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Sweetheart, the answer isn't to watch yourself around him... The old man arguably has less to worry about than you most days. Let him worry, and let him take care of you like he did for me, 'kay? You're wearing my shirt? 🥺 Ah, Wayne was wondering where his flannel had gone off to again. Holy shit, you have an Ozzy jumper??? That's so metal babe! I'm jealous.

I know you're not stupid, babe, okay? You're talking to the guy that flunked twice already. I know how much you're capable of, but you gotta not tear yourself down, the world already does that on its own.

Aw shucks, princess, you're making me blush here. I appreciate your offer to help, it means a lot... Getting frustrated with myself doesn't always do the trick.

See, and I want to be there for you when your shoulders are tensed and your jaw's locked and it's hard to breathe because you're frustrated and you miss me but you won't let yourself see me, hell you forgot what I sound like? Babe :(

I promise, I am with you always in spirit, even when physical distance is a problem. I hope you can always be able to focus and feel the way my arms wrap around you and the way I smile into your neck.

You say it's not nice to murder people, but c'mon, you're killing me here, and I'm not supposed to reciprocate? You're effectively killing two of us at once with your words, and I'm supposed to sit idly by? I don't think so, love.

I'm glad you can get some sleep at least, even if it's inconsistent, and I know you're working on it, which is positive in itself. You know how proud you are of Harrington for being able to change for the better? That's how proud I am of you from trying.

I promise to take care of myself love, cross my old blackened heart, I swear. Though, I wouldn't mind if you stop by a bit more, this place is lonely when you're not here to light it up. I hope I've made you feel better, at least a bit, there's not much else I can do.

I love you, sweet thing.

--Eddie🖤

Eddddddieeeeee ~ !!!💖

As promised, I’m writing to you in the morning after some sleep & during a study break! I knew you were waiting for me🥺did you sleep well, pretty?

I worry so much about disappointing or worrying you and Uncle Wayne, especially the latter because he has so much world experience and if anyone’s gonna know if I’m fucking all this up, it’ll be him. He works so hard every single day and I find so much safety and comfort in that because if he can do it, then so can I. But I’ll let him worry and take care of me, if only because I know he wouldn’t if he didn’t want to. He takes such good care of you and raised you beautifully. Look at you.🥺See, if any of your Hellfire shirts or Uncle Wayne’s flannel goes missing, know that I’ve, uh… borrowed it without consent. It’s like being hugged by you, it’s like having you constantly with me and that’s something I’ll always want.🥺Yes, my Ozzy jumper!!! You can borrow it whenever you want, Eddie. Even if I’m already wearing it; I’d give it to you.🥺

Thank you, honey. This particular semester is… the hardest one yet but unfortunately for me, there are still some years to go before I graduate. But with each year, I learn more and get better so it’ll get easier. But still, you’re right. I’m not stupid, I just haven’t done any of this before. YOU aren’t stupid either, Eddie, far from it. You’re so creative and intelligent and you just, you just GET people and I admire you so so much. If your mind was a swimming pool then I’d be jumping right in at the deep end so I could get lost in you🥺

We can study together, if you want? You, me, some horror films or music, more snacks than we can realistically eat in one night, I can cook us and Uncle Wayne dinner, and we can help each other. Getting frustrated with yourself is understandable but it won’t do you any favours. Gotta take some deep breaths and not tug on those gorgeous curls of yours so hard, hm?

Not letting myself see you is a problem. “Oh, I’ll swing by and see Eddie tonight once I’ve done my work” or I promise myself “in an hour”, but then that hour comes and I don’t see you because I found something else which needs to do and I promise hour by hour and then before I know it, it’s bedtime and I’m upset because I didn’t get to see you even though nothing was in my way except me.💔I’m lucky I have Taylor to call me a motherfucker and send me things from you(😂🥺), otherwise a singular month would become plural.💔

Please stay, Eddie. I don’t want you to leave or go anywhere. My daydreams of you keep me company through the day and encourage me to keep going, even and especially when I’m a mosquito’s dick away from dropping out of university. Uncle Wayne has also stopped me from doing that a few times.

It’s definitely not nice to murder people, but murdering one another with words is sweet🥺you can always reciprocate, Eddie, I wouldn’t ever stop you from doing something you want to do. Hawkins does that to you enough and it turns my blood to lava. You’re the sanest of them all.

I am ridiculously proud of Harrington for choosing to be better and then actively working on it. I know well that it isn’t easy to do that, and so do and Uncle Wayne and Taylor, as well as countless others, and someone really needs to tell Steve how amazing he is. EDDIEEEEE ~ PLEASEEEE I’M ALREADY. DEAD, STOP MURDERING ME AGAINNNN🥺😭🙏💗Thank you for being proud of me.🥺 I’m so proud of you!!!💖

“Old blackened heart” is something we both say we have and YET!!!! We are soft🥺you got a big ol’ heart in there, Eddie. Gotta protect it! Okay, I know as soon as I say this that Taylor is gonna hold me to it, but once I’ve sent this and then replied to Uncle Wayne, I’ll turn off this horror film I’m watching and instead watch some things of yours. I ca’t come by tonight until late because I have plans with a friend and I have work tomorrow (they called me in on my week off💔), but I will see you before the stroke of midnight, Eddie. You always make me feel better. Just by being you.

I love you too, so much.

💗

#things for eri #eddie anon

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haloburns · 2 years

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let's share some wips!

i have a lot of writing that is underwraps for spoiler reasons or i'm just not ready to share it yet, but i'm going to break down the list of all my danny phantom wips, both for the au and not! under the cut because it's. really. long.

send me an ask with the number/name of a work and i'll share some stuff about it if i can/have stuff!

for "the world is having more fun than me (tonight)"

invisobang!! - it's next babes! i'm so excited for this one, holy shit. it's already 70k+ and i'm not done

double shot of summer phun fic! - post sin francisco, the specter squad goes to the beach to just hang out and have fun (no progress, just the idea. was it a bad idea to enter another phandom event when i'm swamped with one already? probably!)

heaven's grief brings hell's reign - immediately post invisobang, the fallout and consequences of that fic. one shot, mostly completed. probably gonna end up being rated M/E based on the way it started going last time i worked on it

by all means, i'm getting mad (but that don't mean i don't feel sorry for you) - also post invisobang, dealing with some of the consequences of that. this one is going to be fun

date fic - danny and mateo go on their first real date to the pier where the squad kinda solidified as a friend group. very cute, very sweet, i'm so fucking excited to get to this one.

sin francisco!! - man i so wanted to finish this in june, but trying to get out these last four works before invisobang took up all of my time. so i'll get to it when it's over! it's gonna be so good. funny, angsty, a little bit hot. plus a visit from the charmed ones, which i'm always partial to

with every sin i still wanna be holy - dan goes to therapy. that's the gist of the fic, basically. dan realizes that he wants to be better, do better, make amends all of that. but he's still a little bastard at heart

the weight of living - dan joins danny at college (junior year)! literally no one wanted this! but clockwork decided it was for the best for his rehabilitation and danny can't say no (although he tried). shenanigans ensue.

an unplanned number of junior and senior year antics - exactly what it sounds like. i haven't gotten that far, yet. maybe i'll use the next fic phight for it...

anything you say can and will be held against you (so only say my name) - a very smutty piece that's purely self-indulgent. it's already mostly written. i just need to finish it and figure out where in the timeline i want it.

so shall it be - the beginning of the end... emrys accidentally makes a wish to help his friends as things begin to fall apart

once more with feeling - the result of emrys' wish: a musical episode fic! things keep going down hill for our heroes, and nothing is resolved nicely by curtain fall

where do we go from here? - the fallout. heartbreaking. still makes me sob a little, all 800 words of it. these three fics came from a fucking joke in one of the servers i'm in and it's fucking angsty and i... it hurts my heart, babes. it really does.

hey there, shadow - an angsty, smutty fic with slight dub/con themes. it's uh. it's a fic, that's for sure. and i'm so excited to get to this point, fuck

my wish for you - danny makes an ill-advised wish to try and make a mistake better. it doesn't work as planned, and things get worse.

kneel to the crown - :risedanno: this is the culmination of everything. it's a romcom style fic, with its angsty, rated-E bits, and it's gonna be a bigun. like probably bigger than my invisobang when all's said and done. it's gonna be great.

ghost king danny welcomes mom home - exactly what's on the tin. i started this with phic phight but realized it needed more attention than i could give it during phight to pull off the style i wanted

you better promise me i'll be back in time - a phic phight relic! started for phight, but not finished yet because i needed time to plot out how it worked and how it fit into the au. but back to the future au with vlad redemption arc. very excited for this

another date fic (apparently) - this one is more of a series of oneshots of small dates. the arcade, the bookstore (ooh, danny taking mateo the bookshop tony took him to just to make out with him in the back... new idea), skateboard date (because at SOME FUCKING POINT i'm going to work in that danny knows how to fucking skateboard. eventually. or maybe i should just bite the dust and make it a hoverboard date), going bowling or skating, seeeing a movie outdoors (double feature with the last starfighter and space balls), and then going to the planetarium.

christmas fic! - that's it. that's as far as i got.

friend dates with the specter squad - supposed to be for valentine's day, but i fucking suck at making shit on time. mimic fic to "such a big big world (and only the tools to deal with a tiny portion of it)" where danny goes out with each of his friends to do a thing with them. supposed to take place early in the series before danny and mateo get together so their "friend" date mimics a romantic date.

the haunt - sam opens that underage club she mentioned early in the au. no i haven't forgotten, i just haven't had time 😭

not for the au!

and they were history project partners UFS version - literally exactly what it says. there were UFS hints here and there, but i wanted to change it and seaprate it from the au and make it its own fic with a UFS ending (thanks red 💖)

danny grave fic or j13 origin fic - sent this in an ask to floral during phic phight i think. based on the song "johnny" by american murder song

danny stripper identity reveal gray ghost - right there on the tin babes. this was a server idea, and i want to write it so bad. i love gray ghost so much, after phic phight i wanted to write more of them anyway

dp as told like syfy's alice - okay this one is a fucking doozy. it's based on a post by dreamwraith, actually, about the fallout from reign storm and the weird ambiguity of who was supposed to be king after. i have the character list written out. it's either everlasting trio or pitch pearl, but i think i'm leaning in the pitch pearl direction...

a forced reveal fic that floral and i batted around in my early days in the fandom - paulina brings blood blossoms to class and danny's reaction causes him to reveal himself. it's got a great start, i just didn't have the energy to continue it in the midst of the au work i'd been doing

perfect - an angsty fic based on the song perfect by simple plan. i have a fic already titled after this song, but i want a truly angsty one where danny's reveal to his parents doesn't go so well...

pitch pearl tuck everlasting au - ALSO sent this to floral during phic phight and FUCK am i so excited to work on it. dark ages raised immortal phantom, plucky and naive danny, a tragic lovestory... i need invisobang to be over so i can work on this NOW

primeval crossover - british tv show from the same era as DP, deals with anomalies in time that bring them dinosaurs. the anomalies are actually portals in this au and the villain from primeval is the big bad danny was chasing that landed him and team phantom in london surrounded by men in black pointing guns at them. probably gonna be everlasting trio.

TUE but it happens bc danny says fuck - mostly crack but kinda wanna write it...

ghost light stripper au - danny is a stripper in this one and the specter squad takes mateo out for his birthday

in the shadow of your heart - my ghost light atlantis au 💖 it's already started and been posted, but i had to stop working on it for invisobang. i can't wait to get to work on it again

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owo-shenanigans · 3 years

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Could I please have Hajime Kiibo Kaede and Nagito thinking that there female S/O is cheating on them with someone until they hear this, "quit being such a bitch" "hey I may be a bitch but at least I have a boyfriend" "hey I have a boyfriend/girlfriend and they are the best" turns out that was just her roomate

Sure! I cut Nagito because I have a maximum of 3 characters per request. Gender ambigous reader as always, haha. I probably made this more antagonistic than you wanted but whatever

Hajime, Kaede, and Kiibo thinking that their S/O is cheating on them (not angst)

HAJIME HINATA

He likes to think the best of you! Really, he does.

But you haven't been answering his texts as much, lately. You even missed a date a few days ago!

And some of your mutual friends have mentioned seeing you hanging around someone that they don't recognize. He saw you with them once too, and he knows you've never mentioned them.

So, he decided to visit you without warning- he doesn't exactly appreciate being jerked around.

He entered the hallway outside your apartment, psyching himself up to confront you, when he hears voices coming from inside the apartment.

"Quit being such a bitch!" yells your voice, and he pauses from opening the door. "I may be a bitch but at least I have a boyfriend!" yells an unfamiliar voice. "I have a boyfriend too, and he's the best guy on the planet! Your boyfriend couldn't even compare." you finish with satisfaction in your voice.

Well, that's a moral booster to hear, he has to admit. Hajime knocks on the door, interrupting your argument.

"WHA- Oh, Hajime!" You exclaim with shock in your voice. Behind you is the stranger that he's seen you with. "Hajime, my roommate didn't believe you exist, so if you'll excuse me-"

And here you pull his face towards yours, slipping him tongue to deepen the kiss. He gets over his shock remarkably quick and reciprocates.

"Oh my god, you disgusting animals! I get it, you got a boyfriend, now stop making out in my living room!" The roommate scowls at the both of you, hand in front of her eyes.

KAEDE AKAMASTU

Kaede loves you! She cares for you a lot, and she would never do anything to hurt you.

But… Well, recently, she hasn't been sure that you feel the same. You keep ending your calls with her after a few minutes, the last few dates you've left early, and worst of all, Shuichi called her to say that she saw you hanging out with someone he didn't recognize. With the picture he took, she didn't recognize them either.

So… She’s decided that she needs to talk to you. She’s sure it’s just a misunderstanding! Hopefully.

She’s loitering outside of your apartment building before she hears the door open. Eyes widening, she ducks behind a bush- she’s not prepared to talk yet! She hasn’t given herself a pep talk yet!

From the sounds of it, you’re having an ongoing argument with someone- when she peeks out of the bush, it’s the person you were spotted with.

“Quit being such a bitch!” She sees you yell, and the person you’re with scoffs. “I may be a bitch, but at least I have a partner.” “Well,” you start, “I have a girlfriend too, and she’s the best woman on the planet! She’s way better than your stupid partner. In fact-”

And here you take out your phone, dialing rapidly. She only realizes that she needs to get out of her bush when you’re halfway through. She dives behind a nearby lamppost, trying to calm her heart when her phone begins to ring. Kaede ignores it, wandering up to you. “Hey, sweetie! What- mrmpghhh!” Her words are cut off by you pulling her towards you by the back of the head and kissing you deeply.

“Holy shit, making out with your girlfriend? In front of my car?” Your roommate throws their hands up and gets into said car, driving off.

KIIBO

I’m gonna be real, this man doesn’t even think that you’re cheating until Miu calls him.

“Hey, bitchbot! I just saw your ass destroyer with some other bitch! They looked preeeeeeeetty close!”

She hears him sniffling and does her obnoxious laugh. “Welllllll, I COULD go investigate! The gorgeous girl genius is on the case! Don’t say a word and stay on the phone.”

Kiibo is left holding his phone. If he could cry, he would be tearing up. He’s a sensitive lad. What if you left him for a human?! Someone who isn’t made of metal…. And can eat food….

Miu jogs over to you, swinging an arm around your shoulders and baring her teeth. “Heya, virgin! Who’s the titless over here?”

The stranger opens their mouth, but you cut them off.

“They’re a BITCH is what they are.” You give them the finger over your shoulder.

They scowl heavily at that. “At least my boyfriend isn’t a fucking sexbot.”

At that, you shrug off Mius’ arm and point a finger at them. “Shut the FUCK up! Kiibo is a lovely, nice, amazing boyfriend and he’s the best guy I know!”

Kiibo’s voice warbled out of Mius’ phone, which was still in her hand. “D...Dear? Is that all true?”

“Kiibo!” Your smile was audible in your voice as you yanked the phone from her hand. “I haven’t spoken to you in forever! What’s going on, babe?”

Miu and your roommate watched you leave before-

“Wait a minute, that’s my FUCKING PHONE!”

#danganronpa x reader #danganronpa imagines #hajime x reader #kaede x reader #kiibo x reader

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chocolatecakecas · 3 years

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Rockin' the Suburbs: Chapter 4

chp1 chp2 chp3 or read on ao3

After an afternoon of failed research attempts, Dean found himself carrying an excited Jack in his arms, walking up the sidewalk, hand in hand with Cas. Which didn't immediately send Dean's mind running wild because it honestly was starting to feel natural. Which of course is what sent Dean's mind running, but at least the act of Cas grabbing his hand wasn't the real source of the freak out anymore.

Dean's fine by the way. Totally cool and normal and under control.

"You ready?" Dean asks as they come to a stop at the back gate.

"As I'll ever be" Cas quips, giving Dean's hand a squeeze, which he gratefully returns.

"Holy shit" Dean gasps, jaw-dropping, head quickly snapping towards Cas.

"I agree completely...." Cas trails off, as he drags Dean further into the backyard.

There were people, food, drinks, tents, music blasting, and lights strung up everywhere. And a giant fire pit in the center, with crowds of people hovering around it, roasting marshmallows and hotdogs.

How many people lived in this damn neighborhood?

"So see any fugly faces?"

"If you're talking about demons, then no-"

"Well, what about that lad-"

"No she's no-"

"What about that group, those guys seem kinda-"

"No Dea-"

"Okay well, what about th-"

"Dean if I see a demon I'll be sure to let you know, promptly" Cas sighs, clearly exasperated, which only causes Dean to smile wider.

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"Okay.....but what abo-"

"Hi guys! Oh my god, we're so glad you decided to come!"

Their heads snap over to see Molly and Jason making their way towards them.

"Time to schmooze with the capitalists" Dean whispers to Cas, earning an elbow jack to the rib, but when he looks over, he sees amusement in Cas' eyes.

"Your home is lovely" Cas gushes when they're within earshot.

"Yeah, this is quite the rager you've got going on back here" Dean muses, earning bright smiles from the pair.

"Thank you! But Amanda's already managed to find at least ten things wrong with the decor, or the lights, or the food" Molly grumbles, as Jason gently rests his arm around her waist.

"Seriously, and Bill picked up every bottle of wine and inspected the year. As if these people aren't drunk enough to even care about the aged taste" Jason continues with an eye roll.

"Oh! Speaking of drinks what can we get you? We've got beer, wine from the wrong years, whiskey, scotch? You name it we've got it"

Shit. Dean hasn't had to talk about this with anyone outside of his family, but his dumbass should have thought about it. He is a party after all.

"Oh um..." Dean starts, but trails off realizing he didn't actually think through what he was going to say. His mouth has been doing that a lot lately.

"Oh we actually don-"Cas rushes in, giving Dean's hand a squeeze, which makes Dean's breath hitch.

Dean was floundering like an idiot and Cas cut in to help. That stupid, undiscussed swirling feeling dancing in his stomach, and he also can't help the dopey grin that spreads across his lips.

"I actually don't drink anymore, not since this little bug came around. But Cas here will definitely take a beer" Dean smiles, giving Jack a little bounce in his arms.

"Dean are you sur-"

"Yeah babe, it's good. I promise. Have a beer, you dork" Dean says turning to fully look at Cas so he gets that he means it. And he must because Cas gives a small smile back, which definitely doesn't make his stomach flip.

They turn back to the pair, praying they get the memo so Dean doesn't have to explain any further.

"Oh! So we have water, seltzer soda. We've got sprite, rootbeer-" Molly quickly moves to offer.

"A coke is good if you have it" Dean interrupts before Molly lists every single brand of soda they've got. And with a nod, Jason jogs off to get their drinks.

"Oh! Jack's probably itching to play with the rest of the kids. There's a whole section set up on the far side of a yard, keeping them far away from that fire pit! But don't worry, a handful of the parents are taking shifts" Molly rushes to add, as she points them in the right direction.

The two turn to follow her finger, Dean's eyes blowing wide at the sight. Four different size bounce houses, two jungle gyms, a huge sandbox, and pretty much every toy you can imagine. And yeah there's things definitely for toddlers, but Dean can only focus on the height of the slides and the amount of kids jumping inside that inflatable nightmare.

His hold only tightens around Jack, as he glances down hurriedly at Cas. But to his surprise Cas isn't gazing horrified at kid-sized deathtraps, he's smiling brightly, eyes shining.

Dean's gotta put his foot down. There's no way, it's too dangerous

"I don't know Jack's neve-"

"Exactly, why he should. There is more than enough equipment his size, and looks like there's plenty of kids around his age. And we both agreed it would be good for him to play with more children his own age, remember?" Cas supplies calmly, resting a hand over his shoulder. The heat radiating through Dean's jacket is doing nothing to put him at ease.

"Yeah but that fire-"

"Is perfectly safe. See, there's at least six parents over there right now. We can even take a shift watching the kids soon if you'd like?" Cas offers in the same tone, eyes shining with sincerity. And Dean manages to pull his gaze away long enough to glance over at the kids' party zone again.

There's a sort of gate squared off in the corner of the yard, with a large and small bouncy house, and what looks like a group of parents watching every move intently.

Cas is right. Jack will be fine. Of course, he will be. And if he's not, they'll just kill whoever's responsible. Stupid angels and their stupid sound logic.

"Alright, you're right" Dean sighs in defeat, as he gears up to walk across the yard. Besides Dean can probably use this as a chance to talk to some of the other paren-

And it happens so fast Dean almost misses it.

But he sure as hell feels it.

There's a heat on his cheek that quickly comes and goes, but there's a lingering warmth that blossoms in its place, spreading across his entire face and down his neck. Lighting shooting through his veins with a jolt, and of course that swirling feeling is back.

What the hell?

Dean's slowly turns towards the source and sees Cas smiling up at him. There's a nervousness dancing behind his features, the kind that's only visible to the trained eye. His hand his still on his shoulder, but he's closer now-wait.

Dean's entire brain short circuits as it works to catch up with the rest of his body, most importantly with his face and that whole lightning thing going on.

Then his brain finally snaps back into action, sending his stomach flipping, that swirling thing looping right along with it.

Because Cas kissed him.

Cas kissed him. On the cheek. Like it was nothing.

And the culprit refocuses in his vision, still smiling up at him anxiously, blue eyes searching his features. And Dean without even thinking, smiles back, which seems to settle Cas.

"I'm very proud of you for making the mature fatherly decision, now go! I'm sure Jack's dying for a turn on that bouncy thing" Cas teases, shoving Dean away, and he vaguely hears Molly giggling behind him. Dean doesn't even have time to process what he said before he's walking across the grass.

Actually, Dean isn't processing anything at the moment.

Because Cas just kissed him on the cheek like it was nothing, and Dean's face is on fire while his heart does its damnedest to pound its way out of his chest. Because now Dean Winchester is having a flustered meltdown over a friggin kiss on the cheek like he's thirteen again?

But it was more than that. Because he sure as hell didn't think Cas would go for it first so what i-

Dean almost stalls, but quickly forces his feet to keep moving as his stomach twists.

Because that feeling, the feeling Dean doesn't talk about is swirling in his stomach, bubbling upwards, trying t-nope.

Dean clenches the hand, that isn't currently supporting Jack, into a fist, nails digging into his palm. It was just a peck on the cheek it didn't mean shit. They had talked all about PDA, and both agreed to it, so that's all it was. It was a kiss for the sake of the case, all for the act.

So Dean tries to shove it from his mind, but failing to get rid of the warmth still radiating through his body and the tingling on his cheek. But hey, he isn't perfect.

He thankfully makes it over to the kid's section in one piece, but unfortunately, an over-excited mom immediately spots him.

"Hi I'm Maria, I don't recognize you, so must be one of our new neighbors!" Maria practically cheers, and Dean doesn't buy her false enthusiasm for a second, but he plasters a smile on his face ready to play the part.

"Yeah I'm-"

"I spotted you and your husband carrying boxes in yesterday! Didn't look like you had very much hmm?" Maria continues as if she hadn't heard him. And Dean didn't miss that little dig and he definitely didn't miss the way she emphasized husband.

"Yup that's me, Dean Richardson, and this is my son Jack" Dean says before she has a chance to cut him off again.

"Pleasure to meet you two! Now I assure you Jack is in good hands, you've got some of the best parents on duty right now!" Maria jokes and Dean has a feeling she's a little tipsy, which only increases his nerves. At least there's some other capable-looking parents standing around.

Maria continues to chatter loudly about god knows what, so he ignores her opting to carefully stand Jack on the ground, crouching to his level.

"Alright Squish, you're gonna hang out over here and have some fun with the rest of the kids! Me and your Dad are going to be right over there" Dean says excitedly, which only makes Jack even more excited.

"So if you need us, you tell one of the other grown-ups, and we'll come right over. And remember the rules kiddo? No mojo, capiche?" Dean reminds, whispering the last part.

"Capeesh!" Jack promises and Dean can't help but smile. So reluctantly, he presses a kiss to Jack's hair, and gently nudges him towards the other kids, watching as he runs away laughing.

"He's such a little cutie! Oh look he's playing with my Ella" Maria gushes while Dean silently prays Jack will drop that kid so he doesn't have to Maria and her false sweetness, ever again.

"Yeah, adorable. Anyway, my husband and I will gladly take a shift watching the little rugrats a-"Dean starts trying his best to sound like he doesn't want to strangle her.

"Oh no I wouldn't dream of it! It's your first party in the neighborhood, we have more than enough capable parents on duty tonight! Get back to your husband, drink, mingle!" Maria interrupts shoving him away, and Dean has no choice but to obey, unless he wanted to cause a scene. Which he did want to, because he was practically fuming from that subtle dig at capabilities at a parent, but he couldn't he had the damn case to think about.

And with a final glance to assure Jack was okay, Dean quickly surveys the crowd, easily spotting Cas' leather. He begins to make his way over, but suddenly the memories from five minutes ago come rushing back leaving him frozen.

Cas had kissed him-yeah it was on the cheek, but it was a kiss nonetheless. And that stupid swirling feeling began to bubble up in his stomach, unable to move as the-

"Dean, over here man!" Jason calls from across the yard, effectively kicking Dean's back into gear, as he made his way over to them.

Stuff it Winchester, focus on the case. It's all for the case.

So Dean jogs, over stopping next to Cas, who was lightly laughing along with Jason and Molly. Jason hands him a bottle, an honest-to-god glass bottle of Coke. They probably had to buy hundreds of these, must have cost a fortune.

"Is Jack all settled?" Cas asks, the slight worry on his face. And so without thinking, Dean takes his hand giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Yeah babe, kiddo is having the time of his life over there," Dean says with a sweet smile, pet name rolling off his tongue like nothing as he meets his eyes. Cas only responds with a smug smirk that says "I told you so", which definitely didn't make Dean's stomach flip.

"So, new neighbors let's get the good gossip out of the way before the bitch squad corners us. Tell us about yourselves! What do you guys do for a living?" Molly teases, effectively snapping them out of their staring contest.

Showtime

"Well I'm a mechanic, still looking for a good space in the area to set up shop, but Cas here is all set with a position at Amherst College in the sprin-" Dean begins, gushing about Cas like a proud husband.

"Dean, of course, is wildly underselling himself. He specializes in classic car restoration" Cas cuts in also like a proud husband, but there's a hint of sincerity in his voice that twists Dean's heart.

"Wow! So that gorgeous Impala really is your's after all?" Molly asks in awe.

"Yeah that's my Baby, rebuilt her after a crash a while back, she's been in the family for years" Dean shrugs, hand instinctively reaching for the back of his neck, but he can't help the little sense of pride that swells in his chest. He feels Cas squeeze his hand, but before he can glance over Jason starts talking.

"And Cas, Amherst that's impressive! What course do you teach?"

"English literature, and global history" Cas answers. They decided to tack on the history on account of Cas knowing pretty much all of history, and that it might be an in seeing as weirdo rich people are often weirdo history buffs.

"Oh I actually teach history over at the high school" Jason reveals, and Dean has to hold back a laugh.

Weirdo rich people, weirdo history buffs. Score.

"Well looks like we're surrounded by academics! Amherst, an incredible school, but that's a bit of a commute from here, isn't it?

"Oh it's not too bad, and the drive is all worth it if we get to live in this beautiful neighborhood. But what about you, Molly?" Cas deflects smoothly shooting them a charming smile-that Dean definitely didn't find charming.

"Oh, I'm a real estate lawyer. That's how we're in this gorgeous neighborhood" Molly jokes, Jason laughing along.

Real estate law, Dean tucks away that info for later because maybe that's how they got their house on the market and sold so quickly.

"Hey everyone, sorry to interrupt but we just wanted to introduce ourselves to the new neighbors," A shorter man says as he appears on the other side of Cas, with another man in tow.

"Oh come join the real party, anything to stay away from those vultures" Molly snorts with an eye roll, earning a laugh from everyone.

"I'm Tom, and this is my husband Stephen" The man, Tom, supplies as they each stretch out a hand. Dean reluctantly lets go of Cas' hand, and as they each shake their's, exchanging greetings.

Turns out Tom and Stephen live right across the street from them. Great, they're gonna have to get in extra good with them, because they might have seen something the night of the murders.

"So, we were giving these two the rundown on our lives, before Amanda and Bill start circling" Molly groans, and Tom and Stephen launch into discussing what they do for a living. Dean, of course, listens very intently, as he tries not to think about the sudden loss of warmth in his hand.

But he really doesn't have to think too long because he finds Cas' arm is curling around friggin waist.

Dean's eyes instantly snap up, as he tries to keep his expressions in check, but he can feel the heat creeping over his cheeks. Cas only gives him a nervous look, which makes Dean's chest tighten at the sight. Damnit.

Because yeah Cas keeps taking the lead, but he's never actually done this before, he's just doing what he thinks he should do. Cas must be anxious as fuck. And Dean's general "lets never talk about emotion or affection" attitude, probably isn't helping. He's the one who knows what to do, he should be helping ease Cas into this more, not having breakdowns every time they make eye contact.

So without really thinking, Dean slightly leans into Cas, causing him to wrap his arm around him tighter. It clearly settles Cas' nerves, because that worried look is gone, replaced with a smile, before he turns his head back to the conversation.

And Dean figures since Cas is listening, it's okay to tap out for a moment. Because excuse him, but Cas' arm is around his fucking waist, not even 20 minutes after he kissed him. Dean's just surprised he isn't passed out on the ground yet.

And that feeling-the feeling Dean of course doesn't talk-about is back and swirling around his stomach, threatening to bubble up his throat. It's making him feel nauseous, as his heart thumps against his chest.

But he can't exactly bring himself to care because there's a warmth washing over his body in waves. The heat of Cas' arm around his waist and shoulder resting against his own, radiates through his jacket. Dean can smell the worn leather mixing with Cas' cologne as he tries to focus back in on the conversation-what is he doing.

He's supposed to be getting info about the neighbors, and all he can think about is Cas' arm around his waist. Which is only there to keep up the act, and it doesn't matter that it fee-nope not even gonna go there.

Focus Winchester.

"-but enough about work, how did you two meet?" Dean catches Molly asking, and thank god he chose that moment to pull it together.

So Dean quickly meets Cas' eye. Both knowing they have to nail this part if they plan to gain anyone's trust. They hadn't exactly rehearsed it, but they are best friends who've spent over a decade lying for a living. They've got this.

Dean takes a steadying breath, ignoring the swirling and the warmth and the heart rate.

"Well, it was back in 2008. I was sort of going through a bit of a rough patch at work and was frequenting the local bar a bit too much. But maybe the hangovers were worth it, because one night this guy with wild hair and baby blues strolled in and happened to sit at the other end of the bar. And just my luck he looked about just as much of a mess as I did-no offense babe" Dean began putting on a show, and Cas rolled his eyes.

"Oh please, you didn't look half the mess that I did" Cas teases dramatically. Cas then gave him a look, leveling Dean with an arched eyebrow, causing laughter to bubble around them.

"Yeah yeah Casanova, we both looked a wreck okay? So much of a wreck that we apparently felt so sorry for each other, that we unknowingly bought one another a drink"

"After the bartender pointed out who bought me the beer, I looked up to see it was the person I had just bought a drink. So I figured he was worth a little conversation, and I moved to sit on the stool next to him" Cas continues, throwing a wink at Dean.

Damn they were good at this.

"And it turned out we were both walking disasters. I was out of a job, and Cas here had just gone through the world's worst breakup-"

"We had been together for years, and I had decided I'd had it. It was a mess, his whole family got involved. But I guess it was a good thing it was such a disaster, or I never would have gotten a drink from the gorgeous man at the end of the bar" Cas cuts back in, which definitely didn't make Dean's cheeks flare.

"Anyway, we got to talking, probably overshared way too much with a complete stranger, and called it a night. But I thought I'd be crazy to let him get away, so I practically chased him down on the street to get his number. And god was I lucky he didn't think I was a creep-"

"Actually I thought it was very romantic. Like a movie, too bad it wasn't raining. But honestly, I was just lucky he didn't think I was a creep when I called to ask him on a date the next morning" Cas jokes, earning another laugh from the group. Dean quickly surveys their faces to see that they're hooked. Time for the grande finale.

"And really the rest is history, we just sorta clicked. It sounds like bullshit, but it was like we were made for each other ya know? Cas just always knew what to say, always knew what to do to, understands me better than anyone else, helps me through every obstacle. I guess you could say he basically pulled me out of hell. And he still does, every day. There's no one else in the world I'd rather have by my side" Dean gushes, tacking on the hell line as a joke, but it didn't exactly sound like one. No, it sounded like the most sincere thing Dean's ever said, and he quickly realizes that it's not part of the act. He really means it.

He glances back over at Cas to see him slightly slack-jawed, gazing at him in soft wonder. Dean's heart picks up again, stomach swirling as he makes a little fist to ground himself.

Because of course, he means it Cas is his best friend, he's family that's nothing new. But it's more than that and yo-nope. Focus. Cas is only looking at him like that as part of the act, he's playing up.

Dean quickly tries to wrack his brain for something to say, but thankfully Molly cuts in.

"God aren't you two just the cutest, sappiest couple in the entire world! Oh my god, you're like a romcom. The perfect couple" Molly practically shouts earning a laugh from everyone and nods of agreement.

"Trust me, it wasn't as simple as a romcom. We fight, and we scream, but we always come back to each other" Cas says earnestly, looking right into Dean's eyes.

And Dean's pretty sure his heart is gonna burst through his chest because Cas' heart eyes look pretty damn convincing and it's sending his thoughts running. But thankfully, Tom and Stephen start telling the story of how they met, so Dean can thankfully push those thoughts aside. For now.

And after an hour of small talk, Dean and Cas have got a pretty good grasp on the people they're dealing with.

They learn that Stephen and Tom are both doctors at the same hospital, they have three-year-old daughter named Elizabeth. And with a glance over at the kids' section, they see that she and Jack are playing together. Another couple, Emma and Rachel come and join them all about halfway through. Emma is a cardiologist, and Rachel is a biomedical engineer, and they're in the process of adopting. They also learn that this entire week is the "Annual Autumn Festival", and there's a different event hosted by a different family each night, ending with a huge block party on Saturday night. Apparently, the school in town gives the kids a whole week off for some "district convention" with the higher ups, so they've been doing this for years.

And honestly, despite everything, Dean's actually having a good time. Yeah, these people's careers are insane, but Dean thinks they're pretty normal, and he's genuinely enjoying talking to them. And they seem to have warmed up to them, so with a slight nod from Cas, Dean goes in for the kill.

"So, we have to ask. We saw some crazy stuff in the news about this neighborhood, of course, it was after we bought the place. But we couldn't find much info about it" Dean begins gently to ease them into the conversation.

"Oh you must be talking about Carol and Mike" Rachel supplies with a frown, and a silence settles over the group.

"We're sorry, we didn't mean to pry. We were just curious sin-"Cas begins to apologize

"No, it's okay. You've got a right to know since it is about your house and all. Not your fault someone paid to keep it out of the news" Ton sighs heavily, and Stephen comfortingly presses his kiss to his temple.

"Carol and Mike were our best friends before they we-before everything" Stephen chokes out.

"We're so sorry for your loss" Dean offers, Cas nodding along.

"The night it happened, we were actually all supposed to go out to dinner. The four of us and the kids, it's a monthy tradition. But when we walked across the street to meet them, Carol answered. We should have known something was off bu-"

"Hello! I'm seeing frowns which is never a sign of a good party!" A shrill voice calls, which earns a groan from the group.

Damnit. They were so close.

Suddenly there's a shorter woman with platinum blonde hair, and a man with enough goop in his hair to grease a pan, who've both clearly had some work done.

"Hi I'm Amanda, and this is my husband Bill. You two must be our new neighbors" Amanda smiles with her too-white teeth, extending a hand with perfectly manicured nails. Of course, they are.

Dean resists the urge to roll his eyes, but with a squeeze on his side from Cas, he's reaching out his hand to shake theirs'.

"Bill, a pleasure to meet you! Nice to see you've already found your people. I know how you guys like to group up" Bill laughs with an equally blinding, white smile.

A pit drops in Dean's stomach. "Your people", who does this guy think he is? And these aren't Dean's people he's stra-

Give it a rest Winchester, you can only lie to yourself about so many things at once.

Fine so maybe they are "Dean's people", but this homophobic assclown has no right to say it, especially not like that.

"Well, not as much as your people lik-"Dean starts, only to be cut off by a pinch to his side and he whips his head towards Cas.

"Just let it go, he isn't worth it" Cas softly whispers in his ear, while he gently pulls him closer. With a huff, Dean begrudgingly lets it go.

He turns back to the conversation to see Bill and Amanda completely ignoring them, as they ramble on about nonsense. Dean quickly locks eyes with each couple, they throw him an eye roll, or a face when Amanda and Bill aren't looking.

"Oh Amanda and Bill, looks like you found the new neighbors" Molly calls slightly strained as she and Jason practically run back over.

"Yes, but sadly we don't have much time to chat with them tonight. There are still some people we must say hello to" Amanda informs, and honestly, Dean could cheer from relief.

"But you two must stop by sometime this week so we can get you properly acquainted with the neighborhood. Maybe widen the variety of your social groups" Bill snarks and Dean opens his mouth to retort but is silenced by a sharp tug from Cas.

"Thank you for the offer, bu-" Cas answers cooly before Dean even thinks about reopening his mouth.

"Perfect! Stop by Tuesday around two, we'll have lunch! But like I said we must be going, try to have a pleasant evening. Oh and Molly, that chicken looked a bit dry, might want to check on that" Amanda proclaims, and then she and Bill are disappearing into the crowd.

Dean turns to glare at Cas, who only gives him a look that reads "we'll talk about it later".

"I'm so sorry you got trapped by them. God, they're the fucking worst" Molly groans in apology

"Yeah can't argue with that" Dean grits out, still fuming from Bill's words and Amanda's stupid smirk.

"And Bill's such a homophobic bastard, thinks he's so subtle. God, what I'd give to shove a-" Emma rants, only to be cut off by a gentle shove from her wife.

"We can try to get you out of the lunch with them, we can sa-"Jason offers, but Cas of all people shuts him down.

"It's okay, if we go once and make them hate us, maybe they'll never bother us again. Oh and I'm sorry, but we really better get going. It's almost Jack's bedtime. Thank you for everything" Cas explains with a smile, shooting a look at Dean.

"Yeah, this was a killer party. So great to meet you guys, hope we see you all soon!" Dean says plastering on a smile despite his bubbling anger.

And with quick goodbyes, Cas' arm unsnakes itself from around Dean's waist. But before he can mourn the loss, he feels his hand in his dragging him silently towards the kids' section. They scoop up an exhausted, but ecstatic Jack, and carefully avoid running into Maria, as they make their way through the gate.

Now that they're alone, walking down the cold, dark sidewalk, Dean can hold it in anymore.

"God we were so damn close then, Barbie and Ken had to show up and shut the whole thing down! And now you want us to have lunch with them?" Dean rages, pointedly ignoring the way Cas' hand that isn't holding a sleeping Jack, squeezes his own. And of course, the fact that they're still holding hands.

"I know they were dicks, but I noticed them circling us for at least ten minutes, and they only rushed over as soon as we started asking about the murders. Isn't that suspicious?" Cas questions.

"Yeah I guess, but wh-"

"So I think they might be the thing we're hunting. I only agreed to lunch so we could check them out, and scope out their house" Cas continues, amusement dancing in his voice

Of course. God, it's so obvious how could Dean miss it? This whole thing is really fucking with his head.

"Alright, no need to be smug about it. But I still don't understand why you wouldn't let me tear that assclown a new one" Dean grumbles, anger quickly returning as they climb their porch steps.

Cas sighs dropping his hand, turning to look at Dean fully. Dean's heart starts up, as Cas levels him with an intense, unreadable stare.

"Because he's just some rich, homophobic asshole, who believes he's better than everyone. But he's not, because he isn't even worth your energy or thought. He doesn't know anything about us" Cas speaks, softly, as he rests a hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean suddenly realizes they're standing almost nose to nose.

"And I certainly don't care what he thinks of me or you, and I certainly don't care what he thinks of us. Because all that matters is how we think about ourselves." Cas continues purposefully, and Dean's throat constricts at the words. Dean of course knows Cas is "indifferent to sexual orientation", but he doesn't know that he-wait is Cas-

"And besides, if he's the monster. We'll get to kill him, slowly" Cas says in a mock-serious tone, which startles a laugh from Dean's throat. He's so close he can feel Cas's breath on his face, and Cas can probably hear Dean's heart racing.

But thankfully the logical part of Dean's brain is still somewhat running because it reminds him that it's all for the act. "He doesn't know anything about us", Cas was talking about the act. These people don't know they're pretending.

Because none of this is rea-

And it happens so fast that Dean almost misses it, again. But now he's watching Cas' retreating form walk through the doorway, and up the stairs. Leaving Dean, standing alone in the cold night air, his hand moving to his cheek without consent.

Cas kissed him on the cheek, again.

But this time. Nobody was around. They were completely alone, nobody to put on an act for.

That swirling feeling his back and wreaking havoc on his stomach again, while that lightning thing courses through his veins, and his mind races a mile a minute.

Dean lets out a breath, aggressively running his hands through his hair, as he stares out onto the empty street.

Because what the fuck is happening.

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Californian Dream (Pt. 11 of 11)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove X Reader

Word count: 2.3 K

Summary: Being part of one of the richest families of California doesn't mean you're happy. Your life is boring, and you're surrounded by meaningless people and their meaningless talk. Even during Summer, with the break you have from college, there's nothing good going on. Nothing but the new pool guy, Billy, the most handsome man you ever saw. You were successfully avoiding him, not wanting to act like an idiot in front of the guy until Billy accepts to be your date for a fancy gala you're forced to attend. The night was going well, even better when he sneaked you out to go to the beach. But a gang of criminals breaks into the party, kidnapping the heirs to the wealthiest families, which includes you. So, for your safety, your parents want you to stay with Billy, living in his apartment until the criminals are caught. And that could take weeks, maybe even months.

Warnings: Light violence

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California Never Felt Like Home

Even though he's not going anywhere any time soon, you hook one leg around his waist, just to pull him a little closer. “You're my prisoner now.” You mutter, sleep still clouding your voice.

“I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.” He answers, placing kisses all over your face.

“The good part is that we'll have all the afternoon to ourselves.” You giggle, moving to lay on your back with Billy hovering over you.

“I'll take you to see the sunset on that beach you like. Completely desert.” He says in a low voice. “If we survive your parents.”

“We already did.” Kissing him, you move to lie on top of him. “It'll be at this super expensive, fancy restaurant, so it means they won't yell at me or put on a show.”

“Sometimes I think you should consider what you're giving up.” He gets sad suddenly, sighing. You know what he's thinking about, and it will take time for Billy to see and understand this is what you really want.

“I'm giving up a huge house I never felt like it was mine. Lots of money that never brought me happiness.” In between the words, you place kisses all over his face. “But what I'm getting...? God, it's amazing.” Sitting up, you straddle his hips. “I got real friends now, and a home. And an awesome boyfriend who doesn't compare to the assholes on my parents' list.”

“I'm so happy I'm around to see the good daughter rebelling.” He sits up too, strong arms encircling your waist. “You look so good, little rebel.”

“You're just saying that because I'm wearing your shirt.” Wrapping your arms around his neck, you raise an eyebrow. Yesterday, you decided to pick one of his shirts to put on instead of your regular pajamas.

“Babe, you look good on everything. But I gotta admit seeing you wearing my clothes is very hot.”

Smiling, you can't help but blush. “We still have a few hours, so I think we can maybe make out for a while?” Biting your lip at his smirk, you giggle.

“Starting the day off with good ideas already.” He mutters, holding you up and throwing you back on the mattress. “This is the first day of the rest of your lives, you know that, right? Because I'm never letting you go. Unless you get tired of me.”

“I don't think I'll ever get tired of you, so yes...” Caressing his cheek, you take a deep breath, the sunlight illuminating his face. “The very first day of the rest of our lives.”

•••

The morning bliss had to be interrupted. But, as you sit across from your mother at the restaurant, you don't feel scared, or nervous. You feel perfectly fine. You're not dressed for this place, you can see it in your mother's eyes, but you don't care. You like the clothes you're wearing, and your mother's disgusting stare makes you chuckle under your breath. Making yourself comfortable, you ignore the silence. Nobody is saying anything, and your father has been staring at Billy as if he could kill him with his stare.

“So... I believe you want an explanation.” You start, cupping your hands together above the table. “Billy and I are dating. And I'll be living with him.”

“Is it some kind of joke?” Your mother interrupts, leaning closer. “You can't possibly think I'll believe you'll do that.” You're about to say something when she raises a hand, and you shut your mouth. “I get it, (Y/N). Billy is good looking, he has this appeal, he's different from the guys you're used to, rougher around the edges, I get all that. But this? This is insane.”

It's only a matter of time for the insults to begin, you're aware of that. “That's not all, mother.” You add, not even considering giving her a proper answer. “I'm not going to course Law anymore. I'll look for something I actually like. And go to the public University.”

“What the–”

“I have a good job now, at a store of diving equipment and I love it.” Cutting your father short, you raise your voice just a little. “That's my life now. I'm not going back to the house, but I want you both to know that I'll visit, of course, and you can visit me whenever you want and–”

“I'm not going to let you throw your entire life on the trash because of the freaking pool guy.” Your father's voice storms out, making a few people look your way. He does seem a little embarrassed, but definitely angry. “This man–” He points at Billy, and you hold his hand under the table. “–he can give you nothing. Nothing. What do you have in life, Hargrove? I shitty job, a tiny apartment. Do you think you can provide to someone like my daughter?” There it is. The insults. And, knowing exactly what Neil told Billy, you won't let your father treat him this way.

“You wanna know what Billy gave me, father?” Smiling, you begin. “He gave me a life. I never felt truly happy, never. Not in our mansion, or those fancy galas, or wearing fashionable clothes. Never. But with the pool guy, as you call him, in his tiny apartment with his lowlife friends? I finally felt something. I finally felt life was worth living.”

“Alright.” He slams his fist on the table, glancing at your mother, a mean smile on his face. “If you insist on doing this, I'll disown you.” He giggles, a hand half covering his mouth. “You won't see any cents from me anymore. Is that what you want?”

He looks like he got everything figured out. Exchanging a stare with Billy, you can tell he's worried. Does he think you'll fall for this? Squeezing his hand a little and smiling, you try to reassure him. He must feel awful, seated here, and listening to all this shit. “I–”

The waiter comes and you're cut short, waiting for your parents to order whatever they want to eat. “Oh, finally. We'll want Muffin Pan Shrimp Ragoon. Thought I'll give my kid one last decent lunch at a decent restaurant. What do you think?”

Seriously? “I can't eat that.” You think it's so obvious, but by the look on your father's face, he doesn't get it.

“What? Do you want to order something more expensive as a goodbye to your good life?”

“She's allergic to shrimp,” Billy speaks for the first time, his voice strong and deep. Both your parents look a little surprised, but soon enough recognition comes to their faces.

They completely forgot, but it doesn't bother you. You're happy Billy actually remembered it. You only mentioned it once, at the gala. “It's alright, though. We'll have lunch by the beach.” You tell them, smiling at Billy.

“Let me guess...” He dismisses the waiter with a gesture of his hand. “Sandwiches and soda?”

“Actually, yes.” Exclaiming, you stand up, and Billy does the same. It's over. You told them what's gonna happen now, and they have to make peace with that. And if your father wants to change his will and cut you out of it, so be it. “I made them myself and they're delicious.”

“For goodness sake.” Your mother mutters, running a hand through her hair. “Honey, please think this through, alright? Your house will be opened whenever you want to come back.”

“Thanks, mom. I will visit, I promise.” That said, you smile at them before turning away, hand in hand with Billy, walking away from the table.

“You better wipe off your bank account, (Y/N), because you'll never get a penny from me again!” Your father yells, and you simply wave at him, not even bothering to look back.

When you're outside, you feel light-headed, relieved. “This wasn't as bad as it could be.” You breathe out, walking to where Billy parked his car, a block away.

“Did he mean it? About disowning you?” He sounds serious, despite the smile that's on your face.

Turning around without letting go of his hand, you start walking backward. “I don't give a damn.” Speaking slowly, you wink at him, stopping suddenly and letting him come closer by himself before grabbing the collar of his shirt and tiptoeing to kiss him, sweet and slow.

“What the– (Y/N)?” Someone calls and since you do know who it is, you keep kissing Billy for a while longer. “Holy shit.”

It makes you giggle when he pulls your closer, deepening the kiss. But eventually, you have to breathe, so you break apart, a smile on your lips.

“Care to explain why the hell you're making out with the pool guy? In public?” Daniel says as you turn to face him. He has a girl with him, but you don't know who she is. He seems better, given the time he spent held hostage. “Have you lost your mind, girl?”

Sighing, you roll your eyes at him. You have a lunch date on the beach, and you don't wanna waste any more time with meaningless people. “Yeah. I'm dating the pool guy.” You tell him, shrugging your shoulders. “Actually, I'm in love with the pool guy. And now I work at a scuba diving store, so you can come up with some kind of name for me too, but you wanna know what? I don't give a damn.” Pulling Billy harder, you start walking again. “I'd love to say that we'll be seeing each other soon, but we won't. So... Goodbye, Daniel.” Turning on your heels, you leave the couple behind.

The drive to the beach is short, and instead of sitting on the sand, you chose to seat on the hood of his car. Which he now calls Lily, and you peacefully eat the sandwiches and drink the soda. You wouldn't trade it for all the money in the world. The ocean, the sunlight, the fresh wind messing with your hair. The simple food, the hood of his car... And him. Billy is certainly the best part. Having him here is indescribable, and knowing you'll go back home with him is even better.

“So... Will you help me chose something to major in?” You ask as he helps you climb off of the hood, taking your hand and starting to walk down the beach.

“Actually, I have some fresh news coming straight from Jason.” He says, a bright smile on his lips.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you stop to look at him. “What news...?”

“Mr. and Mrs. Heeler, from the store.” Billy starts, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. “They want to retire and they're thinking about passing the store over to you and Jason since they don't have any relatives. If you both agree on being associates.”

“Oh my God!” You exclaim, tiptoeing to crash your lips on his. “This is amazing.”

“Please act surprised when Jason tells you.” In a sudden motion, Billy reaches for your thighs, pulling you up and wrapping your legs around his waist. Using his shoulder for balance, you giggle. “He didn't want me to tell you but I couldn't resist.”

“This is just awesome. This is...” Taking a deep breath, you take a look at the ocean. The sound of the waves crashing is low and calming, and the way the sunlight reflects on the water shines like liquid silver. Then, you look at Billy again, his smile warming up your heart. “I love you.” You haven't said it yet, but it feels like the right time. And this is how you feel. You've never been in love before, but you know how this is how it feels. Like someone owns your whole heart. “I'm not sure if you feel the same but I just need you to know that–”

“I'm completely in love with you.” Billy cuts you off, bouncing you up a little and making the way back to his car. “I have been for a while and that scared the hell out of me.” When you reach Lily, he puts you down on the hood, remaining in between your legs. “But now... I'm sure of it. I want a life with you. A future.”

Blushing, you smile, your forehead touching Billy's. “So that thing you said about me getting to pick the kid's names...” You tease, placing a kiss on the corner of his lips.

“I mean it, if...” Pulling away from a little, he locks eyes with you. “If you don't pick something silly like the name you insisted on giving my car.”

“It's not silly!” Playfully, you try to push him away, giggling when he grabs your sides, tickling you. “Alright! Alright!” After a while you manage to stop him, his hands going back to your hips. “We'll pick names we both like. How does it sound?”

“It sounds like we're talking about kids even before getting married.”

“What?” Furrowing your eyebrows, you try to process what the hell he just said. “Sorry, I thought you heard you talking about...”

“I never felt like the type for marriage but, God, I want to marry you,” Billy exclaims, connecting his lips to yours.

You have a lot to say, a lot of things to ask, but you surrender to the kiss instead. This is all the answers you need. His lips on yours, on this paradise on Earth.

California never felt like home because home isn't a place, but a person. Billy is your home. Wherever you are, if he's with you, it's the right place. Nothing else needs to be said. The life you had before vanished like smoke in the air, and this is even better than everything you could ever dream of. Not all the money in the world can buy this moment, and you don't regret a thing. Love is far more important, and now that you found it, nothing will make you let it go.

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Sweeter Than Sweets l pt. 3

Pairing ➳ CEO! Seungcheol x female baker!reader

Genre ➳ fluff, romance, slight smut

Warnings ➳ light cursing, some nudity, implications of sex (forgive me if it's bad, this is my first time trying to write smut)

Word count ➳ around 4.1k

A/N: Here's the third chapter~ I'm really sorry for the delay. If everything goes according to plan then there's only one more chapter left! Thank you for giving this series such love, it means a lot to me. Happy reading!

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Part 3: THE WEDDING

"It's okay, you're gonna be fine," Seungcheol throws a smile at you as you both stand at the front door of his parents house. You continue to smooth out your beautiful champagne coloured dress and touch your hair out of nervousness.

You are here. At his parents house.

The door is opened by a maid who welcomes you into the house. You both step in and take off your coats and you follow Seungcheol to the huge living room, where his mother sits with a book in her hands.

She squeals seeing Seungcheol, adoration crossing over her features as she wraps her arms around him and kisses his forehead. "You're here! I was worried you wouldn't show up!"

"You deserve a chance to get to know ___. She's amazing," his compliment brings warmth in your cheeks as he pulls you closer to his side.

His mother grins looking at you before pulling you into a hug, "Yes yes, of course." She kisses your cheeks before a soft bark comes from behind you and you turn to see a white fluffy toy poodle, wagging it's tail, eagerly staring at Seungcheol. The man in question grins before picking it up, "Heyy, Kkukma!"

"She's our family dog. Loves Seungcheol a bit too much," Seungcheol's mother explains and you smile, nodding before gently petting the dog who licks your hand in return.

You laugh. Seungcheol kisses Kkukma's forehead before announcing, "You guys continue chatting. I'll go play with Kkukma."

You swallow, watching him disappear into the garden and his mother grins at you, "Let me show you around."

His mother walks you through their elegant house while asking about how you met Seungcheol and such. You speak the rehearsed lines and she believes them easily, making you feel somewhat bad for the poor woman.

"Seungcheol really isn't good with women, you know," his mother says while you're served a cup of tea after finishing the tour.

You offer a smile in reply and take a sip. She continues, "He used to like a girl quite a while ago. Told me that he wanted to marry her. But sadly, she turned out to be a leech who was using him for his money."

"That's... awful," you frown. Seungcheol never told you about it. But then again you're his fake lover and you mentally curse yourself for getting too much into your role.

"I take it he didn't tell you about that," She smiles. "Don't worry, he's long over her. That just made him shut himself out more. He assumed that all women were after his money but I'm glad to see he found someone like you."

You cringe inwardly. You too, are here because of money more or less. You are doing all this because he promised you a shop.

"Me too," you agree with her, playing along. She smiles. A sound catches both of your attention and you see Seungcheol's father standing at the entrance of the living room, his wary eyes casted on you. You almost choke but quickly redeem yourself by standing up and saying hi. He disregards you completely with a grunt and walks away murmuring something unintelligible.

Seungcheol's mother sighs loudly, "I'm so sorry about him."

"It's okay, I understand. Seungcheol told me about him." You mutter.

His mother offers you a sad smile. "He's been so mean to Seungcheol. To us. It was my mistake that I married that beast."

You say nothing, just stare at the cup in your hands.

She continues, "I would have divorced him long ago but he would have taken full custody over Seungcheol. I couldn't win against a man like him and I couldn't loose Seungcheol."

"I see," you whisper. His mother gently holds your hand, "I sincerely hope you won't take his words to heart. He has always been like that. Nothing we do can make him happy."

You offer her a smile, "It's really okay, Mrs. Choi."

"Minsoo, please. You're gonna be me daughter in law soon," she smiles sweetly at you. "Which reminds me! We need to set a date!"

Warmth spreads on your face as you smile, "Yeah..."

And so she starts discussing with you about the dress the venue and such and you find yourself enjoying her company. She's kind and gives full attention to you and it fills the void created by your own mother. You know you're going to miss this woman after you're divorced.

Everyone gathers at the dining table during lunchtime, including Seungcheol's father. The environment is tense as Seungcheol takes a seat beside you, opposite to his parents.

Seungcheol drops a kiss on your temple and smiles at you, flashing his dimples and you almost melt into a puddle right there. Shit, have you got it that bad?

His father's eyes bore into the two of you, clearly disapproving.

Lunch starts as Seungcheol's mother initiates conversation with her son about work. It goes well for a while- you enjoying the served food and listening to them talk- until Mr. Choi decides to break it.

"What does your parents do?" He throws at you.

Seungcheol frowns, "Father-"

You stop him by squeezing his hand and smiling at him, "It's okay, babe, he should know."

Your eyes meet Mr. Choi's, "My mother separated with my father a long time ago so I don't have contact with him anymore. My mom runs a restaurant at the suburbs."

Mr. Choi is unimpressed, you can see it in his face as he seems to judge you even harder. Mrs. Choi, however, has a different reaction, "Oh dear! It must have been hard for your mother. I'd like to meet her sometime soon."

You smile at her, "My mom kind of isolated herself after the divorce but of course, I'll let her know."

Shit, you haven't even told her you're getting married yet.

Mrs. Choi's smile is kind as she resumes eating. Mr. Choi scoffs before grunting, "I still don't understand why you chose her, Seungcheol. I know you've always been stupid but now I know you're on another level, choosing her out of all women."

Wow. You're left dumbfounded at his straight forwardness. Beside you, Seungcheol grips the fork tight as his mother tries to chastise her husband. "Hyungmin, watch what you're saying!" she shrieks.

"What?" His glare is intimidating. "She's neither rich nor pretty. Your son could've had a better looking woman yet he-"

"Enough!" Seungcheol seethes making you jump.

This...isn't gonna end well.

You open your mouth to stop Seungcheol but he bangs his first on the table, teeth gritting, "What is your problem?" He glares at his father.

"I should ask that to you." His father is expressionless.

"All my life I've tried to be a good son, I tried to be good to you no matter how much of an asshole you were to me, to mom. I've accepted that you hate me, I've no problem with that but for once in your life, can't you be supportive of me?!"

His father scoffs, "How can I when you bring a thing like her?"

Seungcheol looks like he's ready to jump on his father as he bellows, "I swear to fucking God-"

"Seungcheol!" You grab onto his arms, trying to stop him as Mrs. Choi starts sobbing.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"This is why I don't like coming here!" Seungcheol hisses at his mother before jerking free from your hold and marches away.

Seungcheol's father stands up, rolling his eyes, "And you expect me to hand my company to him?" It's directed to his wife.

Angry tears steam down Mrs. Choi's face, "He'd be a better president than you ever were! Your company has come this far only because of my son!"

Her words land on the back of Mr. Choi who blatantly ignores his wife and walks out of the room.

The room is silent except the sounds of Mrs. Choi, trying to get her tears under control. You hand her a tissue and sit silently, watching her dry her eyes.

"I'm so sorry," she says, her eyes casted down.

You offer her a small smile. Mr. Choi's words hurt you, definitely but it's not the end of the world. He's gonna be present in your life for only a small amount of time.

"It's alright, Mrs. Choi, it really is."

She sighs, gazing upon you, her eyes filled with...love. She stands up to embrace you in her arms and holds you there; your head to her chest as you listen to her breathe.

It's comforting and you feel a tear slip down your eye.

Seungcheol walks you all the way to your door like the gentleman he is. His mood is still sour and the car ride was filled with tension. You couldn't really blame him though.

You smile at him, "His words doesn't matter to me. I hope it's the same for you. You don't need to be stressed about what he says to me."

He looks at you, those rich brown eyes looking exhausted and he does something you never expected even in your dreams.

He hugs you.

His strong arms are wrapped around your small frame, your head pressed to his chest. Your heart beats furiously in your chest.

Is this really happening?

You inhale his scent deeply and when you wrap your arms around him too, you can't bring yourself to care. You want to feel him, to hold him. So you two just stand there in front of your door in each others arms for a long time.

"Would you like to come inside?" Your voice is small and shy as he pulls back to look at you. Shaking his head, he does yet another surprising thing.

"Can I kiss you?"

Holy mother of gods-

Your face is on fire, undoubtebly. Your mouth hangs low as you stare at him. Did he just...

He takes your silence as yes and leans in to press his lips against yours. They're soft and plush and he tastes somewhat bitter and sweet from the wine you had at his parent's house. It's addicting and you can't help but moan. He only dives in deeper, kissing you with such passion and need that you're left breathless.

He pulls back, his smoldering gaze on you and licks his lips. You swallow. Your panties are wet, fuck. You want to climb him like a tree but you can't bring yourself to move, locked in a trance.

A gentle kiss is pressed to your forehead that brings you back to reality and he mutters his goodbye, hurriedly ushering you in.

After you're in the safety of your home, you touch your swollen lips, mind traveling back to the kiss.

He kissed you.

Choi Seungcheol kissed you.

"Yes, I'm getting married," you repeat once more to your mother who stays silent on the other side of the line.

"Mom?"

"That's... sudden," her calm voice floats through. Yeah, and I'll be getting divorced too.

"Yeah, we've been dating for more than a year and yeah...he proposed me."

"Wow... nice." She pauses. "Did you fix a date yet?"

"Um, not yet but it's in the next two or three weeks. Also...Mrs. Choi wanted to meet you. Maybe...you could come and visit her sometime...I don't know." There's an awkward tension- it always has been ever since your dad left.

"I'll see if can manage time," she says.

"Okay..." You're about to hang up but her voice wavers through, "And send me a picture of your rich fiance."

"Oh, yeah, I will."

SOME WEEKS LATER

Jane squeals seeing you step out from behind the curtains. You're almost ready with the gown on and your makeup done, only the veil left to be put on.

"Oh my god!" She screams with glee, a grin on her face. "You! Look at you! Oh my god!"

You look gorgeous, undeniably. The wedding gown is almost too beautiful to be real and an expensive purchase, selected by Mrs. Choi. Your makeup and hair is done neatly and you almost don't recognize yourself. Jane only squeals from behind you time to time, saying how amazing you look.

"You're forgetting that this isn't a real wedding," you remind her, your tone bitter than you intended.

Jane raises a brow, "Why do you sound sad?"

Warmth covers your face, "I'm not!" It is a cheap lie, you do feel sad and you know that deep down you wished this was real.

Shit. You've got it really bad.

"Aww, babe," Jane hugs you tightly. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay. Who knows, Seungcheol may fall head over heels for you after seeing you in this."

You roll your eyes, "Not even in my wildest dreams."

A knock on the door interrupts you and your mother steps into the room, dressed in a cream colored dress, her hair neatly done. It has been a while since you last saw her dressed up.

"I'll leave you two to talk," Jane excuses herself, stepping out of the room.

"Hey," you smile tightly. She returns it. "You look beautiful," her words are short and her eyes are teary. There's a short silence before she sighs loudly,"I know I haven't been the best mom...but I'm really proud of you, I hope you know that."

You sigh; you really don't want to cry before your wedding- fake wedding. "It's okay," you give her a small smile and sit down in front of the mirror, "Can you help me with the veil?"

She steps in behind you and starts setting up the veil on your hair, speaking, "Seungcheol is a nice guy, I had a chat with him earlier. He'll take good care of you."

You resist the urge to heave out a sad sigh. Instead you grin as brightly as you can, "I know, right."

She finishes putting the veil on you and you stand up, looking at the mirror, gathering all the last bits of your courage.

"I could walk you down the isle you know...it doesn't always have to be dads," your mother whispers.

"It's okay, I'll do it on my own," you avoid her eyes. This is a fake wedding and you don't want her to walk you down the isle, no. Maybe when you get married for real one day- but not this time.

Giving your mother a quick hug, you step out of the dressing room.

The isle looks dreadful. Walking on a path full of thorns bare feet would've been easier. Seungcheol stands at the other end, his full attention on you. You inhale deeply and take small steps towards him- all the while his eyes on you. You are intimated and in the back of your mind you can't help thinking that this was a very bad decision. You feel pathetic. A bride without anyone to accompany her down the isle. A greedy woman agreeing to a fake marriage. A liar, lying to everyone through your teeth.

Each step only gets harder to take and after what feels like an eternity, you reach the end, stopping in front of him. His face doesn't give away anything. A small part of you wonders if he thinks you look beautiful- you hope he thinks that.

You take a step and get on the wooden stage with the help of his extended hand. The priest begins the ceremony. All the while, Seungcheol's eyes are dark, glinting like a predator who has finally captured his prey.

He smirks. "I do."

With tears burning in the back of your eyes, you repeat after him, overwhelmed with emotions.

When he leans in for the kiss, you forget to breathe as your lips meet and he kisses you softly yet passionately. The guests cheer for you and when you look at them, you see joy, contradicting to what you feel. For some reason tears threaten to slip but you smile, forcing them away.

One fake marriage can't end your life.

You enjoy the rest of the ceremony more than you thought you would, all the worries slipping away from your system as you watch everyone celebrate. Time to time you take peeks at Seungcheol to see him staring at you- his eyes dark and intense, sending a shiver down your spine.

You've spent a good amount of him hanging out with him during the weeks before your wedding, either at his apartment, yours or a nice restaurant. You've only found yourself more drawn to him as you spent more time and after each date ended you wanted him to kiss you like he did after that visit to his parents' house. Unfortunately for you, Seungcheol kept his hands totally off you, only giving you quick forehead pecks as goodbyes.

As your eyes connect, sitting next to each other after the dance, you find yourself craving for him. You want his hands all over you.

Is that wrong?

A sudden, new wave of embarrassment hits you as you enter the limousine after the ceremony. Seungcheol helps you get in before entering through the opposite door as you quickly collect your beautiful dress together and sit quietly, staring at your lap.

It's almost 9 o'clock and the traffic has faded away. Seungcheol is taking you to his penthouse, a place you've only heard him talk about, a place he said you'd enjoy living in.

You wonder how the next couple years would be. How will it be like to live with him? Will you sleep in the same bed every night? Will he even enjoy sharing his house with you? What if he hates having you around?

"Are you ignoring me?" Seungcheol's voice pulls you back to reality.

You try not to appear shy and flustered, "Huh? No, no I'm not."

"You've been awfully quiet since you've walked down the isle."

"Just... thinking." You reply meekly. Damn it, why do you feel so shy?

There's a silence as Seungcheol looks out the window, hands under his chin. You take the moment to appreciate his profile, ogling him unashamedly. You really, truly, want to be in his arms. And you should probably get your head checked.

"Do you regret doing this?" He asks suddenly.

"No! No, I do not," you protest to which he nods, understanding.

After a beat if silence his hand gently cups yours. You stop breathing. "I'll try to make your living as comfortable as possible. Don't hesitate to let me know if you have any problem." His expression is serious and you nod, throat dry. He smile is soft, showing just a bit of his dimples as he holds onto your hand, not letting go. You try to calm your breathing which proves to be an impossible task whenever you look at your joined hands.

After almost an hour drive, the limousine stops and your breath is sucked out as you get out of it. In front of you stands a huge building with the fanciest design and you can't wait to see what's inside. Seungcheol helps you with your dress and casually holds your hand as you both walk into the elevator. It heads for the seventeenth floor and during that whole period of time Seungcheol doesn't let go of your hand. When the elevator stops and you both step out into a large lobby, leading to his penthouse. Seungcheol swipes the card to open the door and it's only after you step into the apartment that he lets your hand go.

You probably look like a deer in headlights as you gawk at the beautiful home, equipped to unbelievably expensive appliances and delicate designing. With high ceilings and full length windows and beautiful pieces of furniture and marble fittings it's too pretty to touch.

All the while Seungcheol's eyes are on you, amused at your reaction. "You like it?" He grins.

"I...wow," you're speechless. "This is...huge." You say dumbly. Seungcheol laughs heartily before once again taking your hand, "Let me give you a quick tour."

And so he does, showing you around the house, the huge kitchen connected to the living room, the library, the study room the guest bedrooms and finally stopping before the master bedroom.

A king sized bed lies by the huge windows. There's a closet with an amount of space you could only dream of. The master bathroom is almost the size of your studio apartment and a wave of embarrassment hits you. Will you ever get used to this? You only feel more embarrassed when you remember that this isn't yours forever.

Shit, ___. Get a grip.

You plop down on the large fluffy bed and pry off your heels from your aching feet. You watch as Seungcheol stands in front of the dresser, slowing undoing his bow tie.

There's a small moment where you both lock eyes before you cough loudly, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. Instead you quietly take off your earnings and reach for the buttons behind your dress- except, your hands can't reach them.

Seungcheol sees you struggling, "Let me do it for you." You almost let out a squeak, feeling shy and excited. You stand up as he appears behind you and starts to unbutton your dress, slowly.

It feels like eternity as you stand, holding your breath, blood pumping loudly in your veins.

Seungcheol's deep voice sends shivers down your spine, "There, done." He says that but doesn't move from behind you, his hands resting on your shoulders as the cool air hits you back. You, too, seems to be stuck on your place as you can't move a muscle. Your conscience slaps her head, what the hell is wrong with you?

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look?" Seungcheol's mouth is extremely close to your ear and you can't help but squeak, warmth spreading through your body like wildfire.

"You look lovely, so beautiful," His voice is deep as he strokes the column of your neck before turning you to face him.

Your eyes are wide like saucers and your face is on fire, literally. Just being this close to him, with none around, makes your brain stop functioning.

He leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, without any warning whatsoever. Your tongues collide and you let him take the lead, his hand grabbing your ass, unashamedly.

"Tell me if you want me stop, I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"No!" You grab onto his broad shoulders and pull him towards you again, meeting your lips once more. Of course you want him. You've wanted him since God knows how long.

While peppering your face with kisses, he pushes down your gown for you to step out of it. The cold air makes you shiver as you're left in a lacy white underwear with garter belts. Seungcheol's eyes move over your, taking in your figure. He swallows before pushing you down onto the bed and climbing over you, hurriedly taking off his suit jacket and shirt.

His eyes are locked on yours and your heart is beating a mile a minute. He looks like some god, his black locks messy and his chiseled face staring down at you, his strong body on top of you. You can't stop yourself from ogling his torso when his shirt comes off, leaving his toned muscles and biceps for you to see. Before you know it, you're reaching out to touch him. Your fingers dance over his chest and abdomen before your eyes meet and Seungcheol groans, cupping your face for another kiss.

He's quick to strip you off your bra while literring your neck and chest with kisses and bites. After fully undressing you and taking yet another unembarrassed look at your body Seungcheol asks, "Are you sure?"

You whine, needy and impatient, "Yes, please, Seungcheol. Fuck me." You're surprised at your own eagerness but it only turns Seungcheol on, a devilish smirk on his lips.

"My pleasure sweetheart." He whispers before going down between your legs.

Soft morning light hits your face, waking you up in the process. It takes a while for you to assess everything and you feel your body, especially lower half, ache deliciously- an aftermath of the numerous orgasms Seungcheol gave you yesterday night.

A strong arm is wrapped around your waist from behind, making you feel warm and safe. You sigh, playing with the wedding ring on your finger.

You're married now. To Choi Seungcheol. Shit.

Instead of letting your mind start overthinking, you gently turn around to face your husband, careful not to wake him up.

He lies there, fast asleep, his beautiful features relaxed, the morning light giving him an angelic glow. Before you can stop yourself, you're reaching out to stroke his face, your gentle fingers tracing his skin. He's so soft, so beautiful. Your heart constricts, thinking about how much you want to spend the rest of your life in his arms.

You'd be more than happy to be by his side, sharing a home with him, helping him whenever he's in need, making a family-

A sudden realisation that you tried to bury all this time dawns on you, bringing tears to your eyes.

You're in love with Choi Seungcheol.

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karasunology · 4 years

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━ ❛ ➶ LOVE IN TRANSLATION ❜

➜ a walk through of oikawa's love language told through headcanons.

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ oikawa tooru <3

[ ♡ ] you've received two love notes from jae ! would you like to read both of them ?

💌 . . . TOORU🚪OIKAWAS ❌ FAVORITE 🎂 FOOD 🥘 IS 🕊 MILK 🥛 BREAD 🍞 HIS 🤤 PERSONAL 📽 MOTTO 🏛 IS 🚕 IF 🦽 YOURE 🧿 GONNA 📈 HIT 🚢 IT 🥃 HIT 🤾 IT 🏐 TIL 💡 IT 📬 BREAKS 🚫

💌 . . . dedicated to my fellow oikawa bitches and these lovely people that helped me put this shit together @tetsuwhore , @miel-meraki , @paripedia , @owlywrites i appreciate y'all😈💞

OIKAWA TOORU.

➜ oikawa is a passionate guy, so if he ever finds someone ― that being you ― that he knows will be worth being with, he'd be very much devoted to you as much he is devoted to volleyball.

➜ oikawa probably doesn't even have an ideal type i would like to say, since he's prolly too busy no thoughts, head empty & just volleyball, to even actually THINK of his own ideal type for an s/o

➜ but he didn't even need an ideal type ― all he wants is for someone to be understanding with his passion for volleyball and just him as a person

➜ and that person was you

➜ you were not only understanding his passion for the sport ― whether or not you play it too ― but you also support him in his games, which somehow was quite a darastic refreshing experience compared to his fangirls.

➜ you started out as a friend, a good one, but it didn't take him long for him to see you in a completely 180° angle.

➜ an angle that he wanted you to see him in too.

➜ he only probably had one or two girlfriends ― both probably dumping him because of volleyball, and he couldn't risk his chances with you.

➜ so when y'all FINALLY got together, he was a bit more clingier to you ― too scared to loose you because he isn't paying attention to you

➜ so when you learned that he was like that because he was terrified of you breaking up with him because he was too focused on volleyball, YOU WERE HAVING NONE OF IT !!! 😡🙅❌

➜ no sirrrr

➜ and when you guys talked it out with you reassuring him that you love him AND HIS UNCONDITIONAL PASSION for volleyball??? MANS ALMOST GOT UP TO TAKE YOU TO THE NEAREST CHURCH AND MARRY YOU RIGHT THEN AND THERE OMG

➜ oikawa : i aM KNEELING IN ONE KNEE BABE 👁👄👁💧💍

➜ mans was all 🏩💒💍🥰

➜ and that's when he knew that he would never fall in love with anyone again if they weren't you in a different life

➜ fuck man why do you got me on my feels like wtf tooru who gave to the right to make me feel like that

➜ loves pda, but not too much of it, you get me??

➜ like he could do it when his fangirls were there to ward them off, and with his teammates around.

➜ but he wouldn't be all over you in the middle of a crowded streets

➜ speaking of his fangirls, he fEELS SO BAD AND GUILTY THAT HE HAS THEM especially when they just crowd over him even tho they know his S/O IS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE BEING ALMOST TRAMPLED ON JSJSJSJSJ

➜ he used to love the attention but now all he wants was yours

➜ holy shit man that's tEETH ROTTENING TOORU

➜ so he knows he can't do much about his fangirls knowing that they're just there to support him too and give him love, but of course he'd definitely let borrow you HIS jersey and only you to let them know who's superior

➜ ✨y/n supremacy✨

➜ never wants to make you uncomfortable with his affections, he's also a very understanding guy and he'd never make you do something you don't want to

➜ that doesnt only apply to pda and stuff, just overall everything

➜ HE IS SO PRECIOUS OH MY GOD PLEASE TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM FOR ME😭

➜ do😢 it😤 for😆 oikawa🐽tooru🚪

➜ HE'S A HOPELESS ROMANTIC Y'ALL

➜ like for real,,,,,

➜ when you do this thing where you take off his glasses at home just to kiss the bridge of his nose? MMMMM MANS A SUCKER FOR THAT

➜ LIKE BABY HEART EYES

➜ would be 10× clingier to you whenever you do something that made his heart palpitate like it's blasting tf off from earth to meet god himself mm sounds like a plan sir <3

“ but y/nnn-chann, you don't know what you're doing to be and it's unfair even for me ” he'd whine, as he wraps his arms around your shoulders, burrying his head to your neck with a pout rested on his lips.

➜ one of his favourite intimacy with you is kissing you, like call him old fashion or whatever but that mans is hearing NONE OF IT

➜ oikawa : call me old fashioned but i was raised to serve my spouse. i clean the dishes and cook their food. i do whatever they says bc they are my spouse and they make the rules around the house. they own me. i am their property. if they ever cheat on me it's bc i was lacking

➜ he loves getting his nose kissed but he loves kissing yours too

➜ like the first time he did it was a forehead kiss gone wrong and he accidentally kissed your nose leaving him UTTERLY FLUSHED AND EMBARESSED, he has never been so hot-faced before because he thought he just embaressed himself in front of you and aHhhh

➜ YO MANS GONNA BE THAT GIRL WHO FARTED ON CAMERA THAT PLAYED IT OF THAT IT WAS A GHOST

➜ like when he plays it off that he didn't just accidentally kiss ur nose <3

➜ same energy, same chaotic energy.

➜ LOVES IT WHEN YOU KISS HIS TEMPLES AFTER PRACTICE WHEN HE COMES TO CUDDLE YOU AFTER TAKING A LONG BATH BECAUSE PRACTICE WAS A BIT TOO MUCH THAT DAY

➜ just what @tetsuwhore discussed in her ted talk hosted in my inbox, oikawa does NOT only leans on traditional physical affections

➜ like there'd be a day where he'd be randomly clingier and very vocal of his adoration towards you. he'd be nibbling your ears, whispering sweet nothingness and telling you everthing he loves about you; from your acne to your moles

➜ if you got freckles? you bet he'd make constellations of them, connecting them with a pen, and would 100% make up his own constellation name for them AHHH SO ADORABLE

➜ he's a soft dork please please take dont hurt him or I WILL HURT U🔪

➜ and of course you'd hAVE TO give it back to him, like 10 folds, because this baby boy gets REALLY INSECURE and needs dem assurance okay???

➜ like if you ever noticed that he seemed a lot gloomier or especially pressured with up coming matches, or when he does bad at practice, AND YOU TREAT HIM RIGHT AND GIVE HIM CONSTANT RESSURANCE AND LOVE THAT HE DESERVES ( as you should💅 ) mf would would fall in love with you all over again

➜ please do it, give him love he needs

➜ i could see him be vulnerable in front of you when he's that comfortable with ur relationship that he gets to express his worries about beating kageyama or ushijima

➜ or even his guilt when he almost hut his underclassmen because of the pressure he felt while being in the wrong headspace

➜ and that's when you know that he completely trusts you

➜ loves to spoil you !! especially when he finally got a stable slot in the volleyball industry profession

➜ a thank you for dealing with his clingy shit <3 but ig u could never really get rid of him, you love him too much to do that

➜ this mf buys milkbread and SAYS IT'S FOR YOU BUT YOU AREN'T THE ONE CAUGHT AT 2 AM SNACKING ON MILKBREAD WHILE REWATCHING MATCHES IN THE KITCHEN

➜ bold of u to assume that he actually bought it for u <3

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years

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Hej! Igen😂 håber du hviler efter dette lange kapitel og får noget arbejde gjort!

Jnshsiaka I- I cant!! Istg I read "David" and literally went: Nop, not happening. Bye. And got tf out of ao3 and tumblr. I have to thank you tho. I finally did my ethics homework I had been procastinating for two days lmaoo

But ok ok *takes a deep breath* lets go!!

ONLY DAVID COULD NAME A DEMON CHOPIN OMG!!

JDJWKBDO DAVID!! THAT BOY!! I'M CRYING BSJSBSI HE IS BEAUTIFUL 😭😭

I'm confusion...

“It’s alright, love,” he had told the demon. “I’ve lived with worse demons. You’re okay. I won’t hurt you.” (JDIVDUIS I CANT😭😭)

NOT LIKING DAVID=🚩🚩🚩 (you are on thin fucking ice Asmodeus!!!)

"He wasn’t going to ruin the book by assaulting someone with it. Especially not a first edition!" Honey they might kill you... Still relatable tho

"Because the boy had always felt like a thunderstorm too. Strong, dangerous, and scary – but utterly beautiful and completely breathtaking if you managed to catch a look at the right time." MAVID!!!!!

MAX STOP MAKING JOKES😂😂

I mean I understand Max....

"David dragged his fingers through Max’s back and dug his nails into the dimple at the base of his spine. Max let out a strangled moan against his mouth." OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUUUCK🥺

You beautiful simp!!! THE KISS!!!

I knew Elyaas was telling the truth!!!

“Look. It’s beating.” So is mine!!! (kinda)

“Max,” David said hoarsely. “Max. We are in hell.” “Not a problem,” Max said, moving to his throat. (of course they dont have a problem. Herondale, Fairchild, Bane and Lightwood people never seem to have it. And all four in the same room!! Like father, like son... )

“Max, you mustn’t do anything reckless,” David said carefully – which was asking for a lot, to be honest. “I’m in Edom,” Max pointed out. “That ship has sailed.” (yeah... A little late warning...)

“How hot is this shadowhunter?" REALLY hot, but worry not babe...

“Don’t…Don’t justify what I did so I won’t feel bad about my actions.” Max always surprise me...

Oh shit, he doesn't remember!!

“I love you,” KSJHDIDBDISB 💙💙

"Mon ange, we both know that’s not true.” >>>> anything

"I saved his life" WHAT WHAT??

“You came after the wrong prince.” wtf?? WTF???

“It’s always the bloody Herondales.” HOLY SHIT. NO. WHAT? I. WHAT?? OMG WE ARE ALL CLOWNS HERE!! SHIT GOT REAL. Omg. Plot twist. Wow.

Lexi!! Now this makes sense!!! I'm so worried for her... AND THATS NOT DAVID!!

"If you can make something gay, you should. Those were the rules." Sounds logic :)

YES ALEC CALL HER OUT!! Also, he is right about the fighting thing...

Ok, but she makes a great point at the Herondale thing!!

"Are you satisfied, my Consul?” JDISBSKNS LOVE IT💙 Sounds badass ngl... Also, Lexi scared of Magnus 😂

OMG Olivia!! What?? She is really possesed?!?!?

“Livvy. Baby. Look at me,” he begged, his voice hoarse and torn. “Olivia. Please. I’m here.” (Not cool Dani!! Not cool!!)

I'm scared of Julian...

Every "No." takes years of my life!!

Gabriel??? Anjali?? I NEED ANSWERS!!

ANJALI IS JUST BADASS!!

SELENA!! She knows how to handle all the shit!! My wise girl🥺🥺

Yeah, you got this!!!

I- okey, maybe they don't...

“Selena. I’m so sorry,” Lexi cried. “Selena. What did I do to you?” (FUCK FUCK FUCK!!)

“Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.” I CANT ANYMORE😭😭

HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK?? I'M SCARED FOR LEXI AGAIN!!

He is obsess with Magnus...creepy

Oh shit it all makes sense now!!! The coffee, the arrow!!! THE SWORD!!!

David still blushing here is so cute and funny 😂

Oh boy you are lucky Jace wasnt there!!!

“Oh my god. You are such a drama queen,” LMAOO😂

Thats it. He doesnt like David. Lets kill him🔪

“But the shadowhunter stays right here.” OH SHIT.

He reached out to David and kissed his hand. “You’re gonna be okay. I got you.” (They are going to make me cry 😭😭)

“Babe,” he told the blonde boy. “Take that off. I’ll get you something prettier." 💙💙

“David-” “Max-” “Children,” Asmodeus interrupted with a tired sigh. (why is this so funny tho??? 😂)

Magnus soul?? MAX???

“Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. A beautiful story. But I am afraid, it doesn’t have a happy ending. (did you HAVE to remind me of that??)

“I need you to shut the fuck up,” Max said with infinite patience. (SAMEEE)

I dont like this giving up inmortality thing... Its getting a bad habit 🙂

“And you will find someone else to love,” David smiled. How was he smiling right now? “It was supposed to go like this anyway, wasn’t it?” (No. No. No. Please no!!)

OMG IT WAS FOR MAGNUS??

“If anyone is obsessed with your father, it’s your other father.” Yeah, that acurrate..

Asmodeus is just bdjsksnlsnsks >:(

“I don’t care about the world,” Max said. “I care about you.” Im sorry but THE PARALLEL!!!!

That fucking vision send chills all over my body. Seriously it was so dark and cruel and???

“You will be the one who ends it all.”

“You are not Alec Lightwood, and you never will be,” “You are not a protector. You are a destroyer.”

“You keep your immortality and be the one who ends the Lightwood name.”

THAT QUOTES. WOW. I JUST CANT PROCESS IT. WOW.

Jace!! I just want him to be ok since chapter 1😭

“I miss him,” Clary whispered. “I miss him too,” (Noo, he is not dead. Please!!)

"Alec was holding Rafael’s hand. Magnus was singing softly in Indonesian." I mean...shooting me would have hurt less but ok...

"Jace didn’t know what kind of cursed world they lived in where they had to keep saying goodbye to their children" Yeah, thats the cruelest thing of all I think

"Magnus shielded Rafael and Alec shielded Magnus." THIS is just pain in the most pure way and honestly I don't know how I'm still alive

“Is he possessed?” Alec asked dryly. (NO, BUT SOMEONE IS!!)

“He is trying to tell us something,” Jace observed. “Yeah. No shit,” Magnus said. “He wants you to follow him.” “You speak dog?” Jace raised an eyebrow. “I speak commonsense,” (Sorry, this is sad and all but them!!! 😂)

"Clary had looked breathtaking. He had told her that when she was in labor and she had asked him to go fuck himself." I HAVE TO COVER MY MOUTH CAUSE THIS IS JSVSISJSJSJ😂

“My babies,” Jace whispered. “Please. No. Not my babies.” (NO NO NO PLEASE NO!!)

“Somebody check on her parabatai!” YESS!! Thank you Jem. Somebody do something!!!

"A part of Jace knew Magnus was a downworlder. A warlock. But Jace had never seen anything more angelic in his life" I swear I'm trying not to scream 😭😭)

NO NO NO WHAT?? WHAT?? NOO. SHE CANT BE DEAD. WHY?? ITS TOO LATE TO BE CRYING PLEASE!!!

Jeg undskylder igen for denne lange reaktion, pas på dig selv!!! (sender mine bedste vibes, så du også kan skrive den rapport💙)

YES I GOT IT RIGHT IT'S DANISH (I'm just guessing Scandinavian countries at this point lol)

Your love for David >>>>>>>

ALSO I LOVE HOW YOU MANAGE TO SOMEHOW SNEAK IN GABRIEL THIRST EVERY CHAPTER SDBCJDSBJC.

I LOOOOOOOOOVE when you quote fave lines.

Wishing you a productive weekend bebe 💙

#lbaf

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