#((i think it's VERY clear that she's lowkey confessing her feelings for him...but i think it's gonna sail RIGHT over randall's head!))

[theheadlessgroom]

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@beatingheart-bride

“I-I,” Randall began, voice becoming suddenly intensely dry as his mind went hopelessly blank, unsure of how to respond to these sweet words, this earnest praise: Did she really think he was so wonderful? Was he really as spectacular as she thought he was? It was difficult for him to wrap his head around, to know that someone (especially someone as wonderful as her) would think so...highly of someone like him!

“I...I can’t imagine my life without you either, Emily,” he finally managed to say, eyes lingering briefly on their hands (how well they fit together... he realized, quietly amazed by this fact, as well as the sensation of her soft, warm hand against his) before looking up into those beautiful china-blue eyes and admitting, “And I...I don’t want to. I...in some ways, I...I feel as if...I wasn’t living my life until I met you. Until...until I heard you sing.”

She had brought him to life, there was no denying it: For so long, he was not living, just...existing, really, and only in darkness. It was not until she came to the opera that he truly came to life, and found that life could be beautiful. Her voice led him out of the darkness and into the light, and he would always, always be grateful to her for it. He never wanted to go back to that darkness ever again, and he hoped, with her in his life, he never would.

[multifandumbmeg]

Alright SCREW IT here's my Kiara defense post:

Is it annoying to watch get paired off with everyone in the main cast? Sure. Let me explain why that's not a character flaw or terrible, unplanned writing so yall can put some respect on her name.

1. They're ALL in love with her, and literally throwing themselves at her all the time. This is so important and well-documented that John B literally tells us IN HIS INTRODUCTION TO THE GROUP in episode one. It is literally so relevant to their entire group dynamic that he brings it up in the first episode summary of who they all are. Guys actually do this I have seen this happen. One of my high school best friends was constantly manic pixie dream girled (despite being profoundly depressed) and several entire friend groups of boys fell in love with her. She dated one guy, who was a piece of shit and dumped her saying it was because of his parents but told his friends it was because she had too much baggage. The fallout was so bad, one guy from one of the friend groups tattled to her and a different guy, who was best friends with the douche, literally got into a fight with him and THE DOUCHE HAD TO CHANGE FRIEND GROUPS BECAUSE HIS BOYS KICKED HIM OUT. I'm serious about these teenage boys all having the same taste and thinking it's a competition.

2. John B kissed HER. She immediately shut him down. Immediately. Everything before that can easily be explained as Kiara being concerned about him after losing his father. Teenage boys are dumb anyhow, but it's particularly easy to see why John B and JJ, who have both been routinely neglected and grew up without mothers (read, any positive female attention/influence) would interpret this as Kiara having feelings for them. They fall in love with anyone who sincerely gives them the time of day, basically. And that's a little too relatable moving on.

3. "Mixed signals" by kissing boys on the cheek. While I would not recommend this, I think there was a very clear pattern to her behavior and I have a theory I'm 99% sure is canon, based on copious textual evidence.

Kiara was in love with JJ all along. I'll come back to this. She only kissed the boys she friendzoned on the cheek. With John B, I genuinely think she never had any sort of romantic feelings for him and just saw him as a best bro. But she was worried about him, and maybe realized he listened to her more when she did it. Nonetheless, the minute he gets with Sarah it's almost like she feels relieved and never does anything remotely mixed signals to him again. Now Pope? That is a rich text. What the hell is going on with her and Pope?

4. When Pope first confesses, Kiara is once again caught off-guard. She once again rightfully turns him down IMMEDIATELY and gives extremely accurate and self-aware reasons. Her rejection of him is surprisingly mature, that the life he plans on and wants is ultimately and assuredly not compatible with what she wants for herself. So why did she kinda date him? Honestly, I think it was an attempt to move on from what she believed were doomed feelings for JJ. After all the things that happen in season 1, after Pope going off the deep end a little bit by smoking weed, getting drunk, and engaging in acts of violence, as well as ditching his scholarship interview, Kiara suddenly experiences a spark of attraction towards Pope.

Because he's acting like JJ. Reckless. Using substances to cope. Chaotic. Spontaneous. She knows these things are bad for Pope, and she's at times put off by how un-Pope-like they are as his friend, but she has a type. So following a moment of attraction and the sudden supposed loss of John B (and Sarah), she decides to give it a go. Maybe Pope's different after everything that happened. And he is, but not quite the way she was expecting. To link this back to the cheek-kissing thing, honestly, I think Kiara lowkey has the ick 😂. She consistently shoves any of the boys who try to touch her at all away except for JJ, the entire series mind you, except for these little cheek kisses like that's all she can manage to do. She kisses Pope like twice and ends up sleeping with him, at which point she realizes she just can't do it. She's not consistently attracted to her, and she can't get past her feelings for JJ, so she calls it off. Again, that's a fair healthy, and kind thing to do. When you realize it's not going to work, especially if you have feelings for someone else, it is distinctly NOT dragging people around to cut it off. If Kie has a real problem, honestly? I think it's that ultimately she wants a man she can fix. And Pope's fine. So that's him out.

My proof that the writers absolutely intended Kiara to have feelings for JJ from day one:

"Did you tell JJ?" specifically. Just JJ. She doesn't want HIM to think she's taken.

Shoving away John B and Pope every time they try to hug her or put an arm around her etc. Letting JJ hug her, take her hand, sling his arm around her etc. She also goes out of her way to touch him by taking his arm, holding him when he's crying, hugging him several times and then almost kissing him. So in a way, I'd very much like you to consider, Kiara was not in fact sending everyone mixed signals, her problem was that she was so consistent. Consistently attracted to and in love with someone she thought had no real interest in her. JJ flirts with her jokingly, and from episode 1 and the convo in the bell tower between John B and Sarah, we know that he's a horny little dude. And that's not surprising either, because people who've been abused tend to go one way or the other- either very physical touch-seeking in an attempt to balance about the bad, or very touch-avoidant. JJ is clearly, demonstably in column A. Not just with Kiara, but he also initiates hugs with John B and Pope, touches their faces, and even kisses Pope on the cheek once. He's clearly a very touchy person with everyone, so I can see how Kiara would be unsure about his feelings when he very much does not communicate his wants or needs with words.

Finally, the proof that Kiara had feelings for JJ, and that Jiara was the direction the show was headed, was in their conversation in thr storage container. When JJ tells her what he wants from life and plans to do with the money, it's a direct parallel to her initial reject of Pope. He wants to travel the world and be spontaneous and non-sedentary and have no use for money. Everything she said to Pope and is always trying to explain to her parents. That was 0% accidental, that was the writers making it clear: these two are a match, they're compatible on a much deeper level.

4. So if they always planned on JJ and Kiara, why didn't those two just get together to start? The answer, my friends, is jealousyy. This is a common tactic in writing to get a couple together: force the reluctant one to acknowledge their feelings by putting the other in a relationship with someone else. Im short: every moment between Kiara and John B or Pope was to show us JJ did not like that and therefore that his feelings for Kiara were serious, unlike how she interpreted them and him being a flirty himbo with other girls. It also helped Kiara realize she wasn't getting over him any time soon, and that she couldn't avoid her feelings either. So it forced them both to give up and acknowledge to themselves that they had feelings for the other.

5. "Teenage girls don't act like her" JOKES. This is the dumbest argument I've seen, I'm sorry. I'm happy you have met such well-adjusted teenage girls but buddy... I have known some teenage girls and people who used to identify as girls at that age who would make you roll over in your grave. Some people don't know what they want, some people desperately crave attention, some people just can't seem to avoid drama or make good choices and sometimes that's even a resulted of untreated disabilities or mental illness. Sometimes it's all of the above. My point is absolutely there are teenage girls who act like Kiara and faaar worse.

6. Lastly, why not John B or Pope? Why was Kiara totally valid for not liking them romantically? Well feelings are feelings so she's valid anyways but can we talk about them both touching her/making moves at inappropriate times without consent?? It's understandable she likes JJ and feels the safest around him when he's the only who doesn't act like he wants or expects anything from her. He never kisses her without consent, let alone while running from the cops randomly. He never tries to put his arm around her or make a move in the middle of them having an emotionally intimate conversation where she is clearly seeking emotional comfort. I'm not saying John B or Pope are bad people, but with Kiara both showed a lot of immaturity and failed to read the room numerous times. They acted whenever they personally felt attraction, regardless of where she was at at the time. There's such a thing as reading body signals, and the only times JJ comes close to making an actual move on Kiara is when she comes to him, gets close to his face and leans in. In the end, he only kisses her after she looks him dead in the eyes and tells him I LOVE YOU. That's on respect. Also, John B and Pope both get their shit together and learn this with their next girlfriends! So good on them!

But Kiara confessed to JJ at a random time too! I hear you shouting. NAY. Incorrect!! JJ is actively avoiding her and having a mature conversation about how they feel about each other, and also the fact that he stole from her family, and that is on HIM. That is a result of his issues and his fear and poor coping mechanisms. Kiara forced him to address it at an inopportune time because she already attempt to address it privately TWICE and he wouldn't let her. So all she did there was clear the air and make her own feelings known, which he needed to hear. That is the last conversation they have before he attempts to apologize and confess back. That is what convinces him that Kiara's feelings for him are both genuine and serious, and that no amount of pushing her away will succeed. She loves him unconditionally, which he did not know was possible until then.

So in short!! Kiara actually behaves like a real human being. She's not crazy, extremely selfish, nor an example of writers just testing out the waters and seeing what the fans want or who has the most chemistry. She is very consistent. The only thing I can really begrudge about her behavior towards her friends (her parents are a different story) is that she's insensitive to both John B and Pope after rejecting them, which I believe is because she doesn't realize they had actual feelings for her so much as thinking she's hot.

[mari-lair]

Akane does not confess to Aoi, or even compliment her, on chapter 96. The only display of romantic love we get is the firework hearts.

This more subtle approach with Aoi has been going on since chapter 70. He only said “I like you” when she directly asked what he likes, and after that, he kept it to himself, not proclaiming his love even on Aoi’s rescue arc, where he has been worried sick that they may be too late to save her, crying at the sight of her.

That doesn't mean he no longer loves her (not even being stabbed could shake his devotion) but chapter 69 gave Akane the understanding Aoi does like him, and she appreciates his love, but it was his approach that was very wrong.

They can chill in a room together after their talk, with no doubts in their mind that they are loved for who they are, and that the other knows it.

Their worry and care for each other are way more quiet now, there won’t be any dramatic panels about it. Just compare how Akane asked her if everything is okay before:

and now:

This casual energy is in the whole chapter, only broken when Akane grabs her hand.

Aoi is alarmed, not expecting this from him, but she isn’t uncomfortable, she is unbelievably flustered. She clenches her shirt with nerves but keeps her hand on his open palm, blushing very hard.

Aoi is weak to Akane’s touch, especially when she isn’t expecting it.

It’s been like this for a long while, just take a look at this childhood sketch: Aoi is the only one blushing in it.  

It feels like Akane spotted her running in the rain, (since she is the only one trying to protect her backpack from the rain, visibly dripping) and grabbed her hand to put her under his umbrellla. Akane isn’t focusing on the hand holding, more interested in taking her out of the rain, and judging by his expression, questions why she is in the rain in the first place.

Similarly, Akane is inspecting her hand in chapter 96, thinking about her situation only. Once Akane gets an answer he let go of her hand, no thoughts at all about the contact.

It’s a very casual hold, it shouldn’t be enough to make Aoi blush so hard and even get an alert panel, especially after how touchy Akane was in chapters 69, 70, and 85, but Aoi is genuinely caught off guard.

Her adventures in the Far Shore are almost disconnected to her day to day life, more of a fairy tale than ‘real life’, but chapter 96 feels closer to normal. Her hand is numb and she can see supernaturals now, she is in a house I don't believe she has ever been to before, but a lot is still familiar: They are in the Near Shore, everyone is playing with fireworks, Akane is not in his clock keeper form, she has no drug in her system or resignation to die, and the big argument she expected to have with Nene after ‘throwing her in the trash’ in chap 64 never happened, falling back to their small talk routine.

Touch with Akane is not part of her routine.

During the whole manga Akane is unsure if Aoi likes him romantically or not, getting mixed messages from her lack of answer to his confession to her clear distress when someone else flirts with him, and while he is an idiot that overdid it when he tried to ‘give her the attention she wants’, Akane did respect the distance Aoi put between them: It does not matter if her time is stopped, if he is trying to reassure her, or if he is confessing, he does not touch her.

He could act lowkey, and gentle with her, but since he doesn’t know if his touch is welcome, he does not risk making her unconfortable, only ever holding her in emergencies (like in chap 24, when Hanako makes a chandelier fall on her)

We don’t know how many years were spent like this, but is clear she no longer expects hand holding to be normal.

With that in mind, and the fact Akane grabbed her numb hand so Aoi didn’t actually feel his touch, I am pretty sure she got that flustered by the mere idea Akane held her hand.

She is down bad, and stays in a good mood after Akane checks her hand, but she want to mess with him too, making him jealous on purpose.

I hope we see more of them with this new dynamic

[sahaias]

Soy Luna Season 3 Episodes 1-30 Thoughts

Okay I've been zooming through these episodes fast while I have the longest break from work I've had since I started the job.

Giving us Lumon for 10 episodes except it's only one-sided on Luna's part and she goes back on it because Nina keeps saying "maybe you're just trying to forget Matteo" is annoying

Nina, no offense, but you have the worst relationship advice fam

Simon and Luna are actually cute together, and people often forget that those in relationships should be capable of being reliable and trusted friends. Relationships don't have to have constant conflict

Poor Luna throughout all of it though. She was about to confess to Simon, only for him to say he's in love with Ambar. I would be crushed

Ambar and Simon having sexual tension in almost every scene they share is crazy for a Disney show. I get why so many people love them together so much

I also like that Simon is the one person she's not scared of being vulnerable around even with their relationship ended, that hug for comfort was everything

Sharon looking like a Dollar Store Carrie-Anne Moss is making it hard for me to take her seriously lmao

Sharon is an awful parental figure to Ambar. "You have to stay with the Valente's because I have a plan to exact revenge against them" is the worst possible thing to say to her when she was the one constant in Ambar's life from the time she was adopted

Alfredo is so stubborn, it is realistic. Old people are like that

The end of Gastina is sad, but understandable. I feel like Gaston did see the video Delfina posted about Eric and Nina and didn't assume she cheated, get mad, or anything like that. However, he was probably thinking "it's unfair for her to be committed to me when I can barely even make time for her"

Eric kind of gives me weird vibes. He's not bad, but I feel like he's an inch away from doing something to get me to dislike him. From my experience, the whole shy guy thing starts seeming like a red flag once you exit high school unless they were homeschooled or escaped an abusive situation tbh

Delfina and Pedro are boring, but I can see them being a stable couple tbh

The scenes involving Lutteo feel forced, like they are telling more than they are showing

Matteo is actually somewhat bearable this season, and I attribute that to him having actual friends beyond just Gaston (who mostly gave him advice)

The Red Sharks are absolutely insufferable. Emilia and Benicio both deserve the worst

I understand Ramiro though. He saw skating as his CAREER more than anyone else. The Jam and Roller team had nothing except each other until their video while the Red Sharks had equipment, a financier, sponsors, a rink, etc. I kind of agree with Ramiro on not feeling too bad about recording them. The whole aspect of being shunned and then "please don't release the video, we're friends" after nobody really talking to him except Jim. I'd be annoyed too

The show makes such a big deal out of Emilia kissing Matteo without his consent (which is very messed up too, don't get me wrong), but it brushed over Matteo doing the same to Luna and somewhat less with Benicio doing the same to Ambar.. I'm not sure how to feel about that

Gary is a horrible person, and Ana deserves someone who is amazing tbh. I know if I was a single 40-ish year old man dating her, I would be obsessed with treating her right and making sure she was happy

It is nice to have a very clear antagonist with a big presence like Gary though. He is lowkey an idiot because if he did things with an ounce of tact and wasn't an asshole for no reason, things wouldn't suddenly start blowing up in his face like the big lack of a coach and his team's lack of discipline (why did he stop at 4 instead of 6 lmao)

[numericalbridge]

TOH rewatch semi-liveblog. Season 3 Episode 1

- tbh i don't know why i made a separate post for this episode instead of doing all three episodes of season 3 together, but i guess i rewatched this one separately, so here it is.

- Maybe i was in the wrong mood while i was rewatching it, but i didn't particulary enjoy it this time, even though on the first watch this episode was easily my second or third favourite episode of the whole series, and it made me very excited for the rest of season 3.

But this time, while i still appreciate Luz's and Camila's character development and backstory, and i still think it had utilized the limited time fairly well, and the montages were great, the episode overall wasn't really that enjoyable. Maybe it's because now i know how the rest of season 3 goes, and episode 2 was a great disappointment. And there is too much focus on Hunter - which would've been fine if the episode finalized his arc and then moved the focus to other important characters, like Gus, but knowing that this won't happen... really doesn't help the enjoyment.

- (Unless he was meant to sound sarcastic to help Luz see that their friends wouldn't do something like that) I am actually glad that the part from the storyboards with Hunter listing to Luz all the terrible things their friends would do to them if they knew their secrets was not included. It seemed too over the top for this stage of their friendship development, unfair towards Willow, Gus and Amity without time for any proper examination of it, and more in line with the fanon clueless woobie Hunter.

- yes, i forgot the word 'storyboards' so in my notes i was calling them 'frames'.

- The opening montage is so good though, a great way to convey the passage of time and show the interactions that couldn't have been fully included. I wish episode 2 did something similar with the Boiling Isles instead of everyone just becoming puppets. Music is great too.

- The other palismen looked at Flapjack like the grandpa was finally losing it.

- Camila's s3 design is so good. I don't think anyone can be 'hot' in toh's style, but interesting how she is barely ever included with the adults who are supposed to be hot, even though her design is so much more visually appealing than many others, and somehow there are more people who think Belos is hot (i wonder why😒)

- Willow helping with Hunter's haircut is actually cute. I disagree that it 'should've been Amity'. Yeah, Amity has the plot of changing her hair to reflect character development, but Willow's somewhat rocky path to become the witch she always wanted to be (as well as the half-a-witch plot) were connected to Hunter's story since ASIAS and has parallels with some of Hunter's identity issues in the episode.

- Hunter's haircut was also good, i wish he kept it. Idk why people were panicking about that.

- Wish we saw at least a little bit of Luz and Vee interactions even just in the montage. And i know Luz is isolating herself, but still would have been nice to have some at least background moments with Willow and Gus too, since she still gets moments with Amity and Hunter.

- But what i really dislike is that the show barely touches on Gus's feelings about missing his dad and the Boiling Isles (and, of course, what he did to help Luz and Hunter and how seeing Belos's memories could've affected him are the plot points that are completely ignored). He basically confesses that he is unhappy despite all the outwardly cheerfullness, and then the show never actually digs deeper. And it would've been OK for this episode to just throw some hints, if more was done with Gus's story later and if he wasn't sidelined since s1, and if the show didn't immediately jump back to Hunter in such an obvious way. And Gus then had to immediately cheer him up and introduce the Cosmic Frontier for his sake? It is so clear which character is prioritized.

- This is a minor thing compared to Gus's treatment, but i also lowkey hate Hunter's comment about Darius's stitches. I understand that expecting some actual meaningful dialogue about Darius was not realistic; and anyway, i would have preferred if Gus had the chance to talk about Perry instead. But it was an odd addition after Hunter seemed to worry about Darius in KT. Alongside that comment in the interview about Eda and Darius potential team-up (that made it clear that any team up was never intended which hinted that Darius original role was likely very limited - which on itself is OK, just a little disappointing), this moment really made it obvious that there would be nothing done with Darius later in the season, and that there was no plan to continue the narrative conflict from ASIAS, and i am still bitter (though at least there was a moment of Darius and Eber opposing the other Coven Heads in the finale, which was a nice touch).

- I actually like Amity in this episode, probably because for once she actively interacts with the other kids.

- Montage in the Gravesfield is also cool. The giraffe bit was funny.

- The kids welcoming Vee as their friend is cute, but the whole lampshading that Amity, Willow and Gus were not really friendly before, feels so off and manufactured. On the rewatch it seemed less insincere than the first time, but still it feels more like the response to the fan criticism - like, 'see actually this all was addressed, it's the audience who was impatient!' - rather that something included organically. If the writers really cared about their friendship or lack of it, they could've included just small moments prior to it, like Amity mentioning to Luz that she wished she knew how to befriend Gus, or Gus's opinion on the Willow and Amity situation.

- What i do love is that Willow is the one who gets the camera and makes the album, and that Camila was the one who gave it to her. Willow was the one who bottled up her feelings (and still does it) and was going by 'out of sight out of mind' motto, and was willing to burn her own memories in the mindscape because they were painful. And we saw her having her friends' photos before this, but here she starts to actively collect and cherish new memories of being together with her friends, and that's nice. And the Nuceda home is full of family pictures, so its also nice that Camila, despite her own problems and grief, got to help her. (And, look, it has barely anything to do with Hunter!)

- Hunter is actually pretty mature overall. Really, a completely different person from the fanon version.

- the scene with Luz telling Hunter he is family and him crying was so good too, but, really, they could've finished his arc with this.

- Luz's and Camila's moments and their development are all good.

- Jacob's appearence also seems to be there just as a response to fan theories. (Also i've always disliked the theories that Jacob should be a Whittebane descendant because they were full of weird implications)

- When i first watched, at first i thought that Luz was intending to sacrifice her palisman to somehow open the portal, lol

- Amity's abomination looks different during the fight with Belos. But i think in the episode's beginning it looked normal? Anyway, interesting how the human world abominations would work, and whether they require human/animal/plant remains.

- Not to victim blame a bird, but Flapjack made so many terrible decisions in the episode, from being ok with Hunter touching Belos' goop to stealing the map from Amity to trying to peck possesed Hunter.

- The fight with the possesed Hunter is good, but the outcome is... meh. I think the possession would have worked better on its own, without Flapjacks death, if it finalized Hunter's arc with him fighting back and getting reassurance from his friends, and then the show moved to other characters. Because there is no time to properly address Flapjack's death anyway, and the show already struggles to balance its cast, so a simplier, even if slightly more cliche, plotline would've worked better.

Imo, this whole trauma upon trauma thing works for fanon continuations, but hurts the overall writing quality and pacing. Tbh, while i much prefer that Darius gets to adopt Hunter, i would have been OK with Hunter (with alive Flapjack) just staying in the Human World with Vee (edit: temporary until Belos' and Collector's threats are resolved), if Gus got an arc, and the show had time for proper interactions between Luz and Gus and Willow.

And some would say that Flapjack's death was necessary for Luz's guilt, but i think there were other things to focus on.

- What is going on with Amity's profile in the final part of the episode, lol

- Camila leaving Vee on her own is so 'yep, this is a kid show' moment😭

- But the scene of Luz and Camila going into the portal together is so good. Maybe my favourite moment of the series. Tbh i wouldn't have been mad if it ended with it.

Conclusion:

There is a lot of good stuff in the episode, but the heavy focus on Hunter and the way the possesion and Flapjack's death are utilized are dragging it down, especially knowing how episode 2 will go.

[seraphtrevs]

I saw you mentioned being open to lawyer-side questions, and it reminded me of a sort of Jimmy related question I had- I was wondering how you would compare his and Jesse's character arcs? Like, Jimmy has a pretty clear redemption arc, but would you say Jesse's story has a similar significance, or if not, how do you see it? I guess when I think of Jimmy and Kim, their moral trajectories or whatever feel more clear to me, not sure why. Maybe because Jesse shows such intense remorse so early on, or maybe because a lot of what happens with him is based on external factors. (not always of course, but..) Sorry if this doesn't make sense, just something I was thinking about.

It makes total sense!

I think Jesse's arc is more comparative to Nacho's than it is to Jimmy's. They're both sacrificial characters with lots of Jesus symbolism. Jesse often wears crosses and religious iconography, like the Virgin Mary, on his shirts - in one episode, he's wearing a shirt that looks like Jesus (it's not literally Jesus because Jesse is not a Christian as far as I know, but it looks like him)

And this shot - I mean, come on. Nacho dies for Gus's sins, and Jesse suffers for Walt's.

It's not that either Jesse or Nacho are purely virtuous characters. They both made their decisions to go into crime with open eyes and have done some very bad things, but it doesn't feel the same as Walt and Jimmy (and to a lesser extent, Kim). Walt and Jimmy are much more ambitious and deliberate. Both Jesse and Nacho just wanted to make some money lowkey selling drugs, not to take over the world and destroy their enemies. Symbolically, Nacho and Jesse don't need a redemption arc.

Walt and Jimmy/Saul, on the other hand, are fully aware of the evil they do, and they do it anyway. Jesse and Nacho both want out when things start to get out of control, but Walt and Jimmy/Saul step on the accelerator. They need redemption arcs. Walt dies to save Jesse, and Jimmy confesses his sins and does penance.

(Kim is very interesting in all this because unlike Walt and Jimmy, she immediately stops when she realizes she went too far. She still needs her redemption arc, but she has a much clearer sense of morality than either Walt or Jimmy, which is why she's the one who takes responsibility before Jimmy, inspiring him. But that's a whole nother post)

[seoafin]

Can we get some trivia for violinist!mc , like was she the secretly popular at school but doesn't recognise/ doesn't care about it, whats her favorite food that she mix and match from the konbini? 🥺 or is it too early for that? she sounds so precious just from the 3 posts

yes ofcccc you can get some trivia <3

it's funny you ask whether or not violinmc was popular in school bc i wrote about this exact thing in reo's POV about the time he was trying to figure out more about nagi (bllk episode nagi) but finds out that nagi is lowkey the school cryptid LMAO

It seemed inescapable, how your name would always come up in conjunction with Nagi's. Nobody knew much about Nagi, but you were somewhat of an infamous figure within the school. Popular opinion was divided. You had spoken up about some male teacher’s overly touchy ways, which prompted several other girls to speak up. An investigation was opened. He was quietly fired. Some female students admired you for your outspoken ways, while others thought you too bold. Male students steered clear of you after you had curtly turned down a confession of a well liked athlete, irritated that it had cut into violin practice. You were well regarded in the drama department, garnering fans from the few performances the school had forced you to do during the school's culture festival.

people definitely thought violinmc and nagi were dating in hs but also thought it was crazy because violinmc was considered out of his league LMAO also ppl think violinmc is kinda intimidating bc she very easily defaults into defensiveness but if that's just an act. violinmc gets hurt very easily!!!!

violin!mc gets a lot of bentos and onigiri from the konbini! sometimes she adds a iced coffee or a pocari sweat. she doesn't really cook that often and it's just easier to buy premade meals than to cook since cooking takes time away from practice. it wasn't until she met nagi that she started getting more snacks like jagariko or toppo or even some bread. i feel like she unconsciously adopts some of nagi's tastes in sweets. i'd imagine that they eat dinner together a lot. well, it's more like eating dinner at the same table. nagi is playing a game on his phone and she's looking over some sheet music, but they're doing it together and that's what counts ig 😭

violin!mc is not good at studying. nagi is a horrible tutor. every year she barely managed to pass enough to keep her scholarship but she did it! somehow. nagi would always accompany her in the library though while unhelpfully pointing out things that did not help 💀

before she met nagi when she needed a change of pace she would go to the riverbank near her house and sit on the bench overlooking the river. she would just sit and listen to her previous performances while watching the kids play soccer. after meeting nagi she just goes to his house next door and watches him play games LOL

[cellophaine]

hey! I absolutely love your series lingered affections, I was wondering if you could write something about meating Matt in college; then confessing love for each other. Maybe something dramatic;) Love you work!!<3

I Get Along Without You Very Well

Pairing: College!Matt Murdock x Reader (main focus), College!Matt Murdock x College!Elektra Natchios

Warnings: Very light angst. Reader is lowkey emotionally detached. Matt is lowkey clueless. Time jumps.

Author's Note: I'm very very sorry for the wait! 😭 I hope this would be worth it (?). If not, I really am sorry 🥲

As always, any likes, comments, reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated! <3

GIF is not mine

You slumped in the uncomfortable seat, your hand absent-mindedly tapping on the smooth surface of the desk before you. All you wanted was for the class to begin already so it could end faster, which meant you could go back to your dorm and take a fat nap until your friend woke you up for a $5 greasy pizza slice in Harlem. You would argue with her that $5 was too much for a piece, to which she would reply that it was big enough to make the fattest rat in New York hesitate, to which you would counter going all the way to Harlem for a slice of pizza is ridiculous, to which she would deadpan "you're just lazy" which would be true to some extends. You couldn't bother going out on a Friday night after a brutal first week at Columbia. Who knew studying law would be this hard?

You were lost in the fast-forwarding of your night until someone cleared their throat somewhere behind you.

"I'm sorry, is this History and Philosophy of Law class?"

You lifted your gaze towards the giant blackboard at the end of the room, decorated with equally large and flowery letters that said: "Welcome to History and Philosophy of Law!" As if those little rays of sunshine drawn around the course's name magically made the class more interesting, you thought. 

"... yeah. It's pretty obvious, don't you think?"

You turned in your seat, craning your head up to the source of the voice. The rest of your sentence died down to a whisper like water escaping through the drain in a quiet whoosh. You took in the rectangle glass and the more obvious indication of why he could not see the board, a white cane with a red accent at the end.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand. What is obvious?"

You diverted your lingering gaze away from the adorable side part of his hair and the innocent smile accompanying his clueless expression. You shook your head before letting out a sigh, resuming your position as before. Just a little straighter. 

"Never mind. I was being stupid."

You went back to examining the blackboard when he spoke up again.

"Can I sit here with you?"

He pointed to the seat beside you. You shrugged nonchalantly. 

"Yeah, go ahead. Feel free to practice your constitutional right."

That earned a lighthearted chuckle from him, and you found yourself … not disliking the sound. He felt around for the desk next to yours, and you sneaked a glance at him every so often. After settling in, he turned to you, extending a hand with a friendly smile.

"My name is Matt Murdock."

You let out a soft hum in response, making no move to shake his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Matthew."

His lips flattened in a way you knew was a mix of amusement and faux displeasure.

"It's Matt. What's your name?"

You exhaled softly through your nose, mildly vexed at this stranger's attempt at making small talk with you, or worse, getting to know you. The thought made you shudder. You offered him an evasive answer instead.

"None of your business."

"Nice to meet you, None-of-your-business."

You snorted, too loud for the echo of the classroom, which drew some stares toward the pair of you. You didn't expect him to sass you back, especially in such a prompt manner. You bit back a laugh as the professor asked for everyone's attention and introduced herself. You glanced at him again to see a dopey smile on his face mirroring your own, making him look even more adorable than the side part of his hair. Your heart did a stupid, fluttering thing then. 

After that day, Matt became an unexpected addition to your life. You sat together for every class you shared, and to which the two of you found out later that it was all of them, even the Spanish course. He introduced you to his roommate Foggy, widening your friend circle even though you had no desire to do so. Matt gradually coaxed you out of your shell, and before you knew it, you were hanging out with the duo every week with an occasional drop-in from your friend. You spent many late nights with Matt, with early cups of coffee and catching up meals in between. You took care of each other, which was something that came naturally. At first, you thought it was purely transactional. You did it because you didn't want to owe him a favour. But you slowly came to a realization that Matt did it for anyone he cared about. This tangible string between you became an iron thread, blurring the border between platonic admiration and all-consuming infatuation. You harboured a crush, and it was a little too late when your stubborn self came to accept that. 

Elektra's appearance in Matt's life was like the last nail to your coffin of unrequited feelings. She was a mysterious force, pulling Matt with her. Study sessions were mostly you and Foggy cooping up in the library, and you rarely saw Matt these days. You told Foggy something you never told anyone in one of those hangouts when it was only the two of you. Little did you know, it only tangled the delicate web of sorrow that cast over your fate and Matt's.

It would appear that all it took was lots of alcohol and a convincing argument from Foggy at an end-of-semester celebration for you to drunkenly walked down the hall to Matt's dorm at two in the morning. They haven't made it official, Foggy said with so much conviction. Before going in, he gave you two thumbs up with a grin so bright it made his eyes squint shut. With your cheerleader just outside the door, you gathered courage, walking to his door with little stumbling, as you so proudly recalled. You composed a speech in your head, practicing with a barely-there whisper in the quiet hall. Most students had gone home for Christmas, with some exceptions. 

Before his door, you took a deep breath, knocking with less assurance than you would have liked. He couldn't tell how nervous you were by the way you knocked, could he? All of your wandering thoughts evaporated as Matt opened the door, a flustered look on his face. He didn't have his glasses on, and it allowed you to look at his unsighted eyes. They were focused on a point on your shoulder; the usual vivid hazel was darkened in the dimly lit hallway. The light was off in his room, making you feel even more guilty about disturbing his peace.

His voice called out to you with husky touch to his undertone. Was it sleep? Was it something else?

"What are you doing here? It's very late. Are you okay?"

You adored the way his confusion turned into concern for you in the same breath. 

"Oh! Uhm, yes, I'm fine, as fine as I can be. In my tip-top conditions."

You laughed nervously, internally cringing at your rambling. But you couldn't help yourself.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up. I know that it's late–"

"–that's okay. I was just–"

"–but I just want to tell you something."

You spoke simultaneously; words bounced off each other, woven in a jumble of sound with the message lost in between. You chuckled nervously, and Matt followed.

"Of course. What do you want to tell me?"

You took a deep breath, willing your voice to stay steady.

"I–"

"Matthew, who is it?"

Elektra's unmistakable silky voice rang out from the inside, making the confession die on the tip of your tongue. You forced yourself to swallow it down, burying the words of love with the haste of your shovel with each painful thud in your heart. The thumps in your chest felt like they rattled your ribcage, turning everything else into a soft blur. You blinked back the tears that welled along the rims of your eyes. Like a glass full, you were afraid you would spill and break in front of him. The least you could do was allow yourself the dignity from a faux composure.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

Matt turned his sightless yet curious gaze to you, imploring you to continue. You shaped your lips into a forced smile, hoping it could mask your devastation.

"I just want to wish you a good night. And that I'll see you in class."

He stayed silent; the slight waver in your voice didn't convince him. You knew that because you knew him,

"Are you okay?"

The tenderness of his voice and the way he gently called your name caressed your fragile mind.

"Yeah, yes, I'm fine. I should get out of your hair."

Matt held his hands up, motioning you to wait for him. He went to take his coat off the hook on the wall, speaking out to you.

"I'll take you back to your dorm. You shouldn't be out by yourself this … late." 

By the time he got to the door, you were already walking down the hall with the phantom of Matt's voice calling out your name close behind. 

The Christmas break provided you with a much-needed space so you could coddle your broken heart. You kept in touch with Foggy, and responded to occasional messages with Matt. You tried to keep the contact with him at a minimum, enough not to arouse any suspicion. The break also gave you enough time to develop a foolproof plan to avoid Matt as much as you could. The second semester went on almost seamlessly with your diligent effort to commit to your plan. You came to class just before the lecture started, choosing a seat far away from Matt, and leaving before he could catch up with you. You found excuses not to hang out, study, or do anything in close quarters with them. While Foggy understood why, Matt didn't. Distancing yourself was the only way you knew how to soothe the ache in your chest every time you were struck with the thought of Matt. You knew your feelings would never be reciprocated. You lost your chance.

However, Foggy remained hopeful.

"I know Matt, and I know that he likes you. A lot."

"If he liked me that much, he wouldn't be with Elektra."

You said with resignation. Foggy stayed quiet, musing in the weight of your admission.

"I'm sorry." 

You shrugged nonchalantly as if your action reflected how you truly felt.

"It is what it is. It was my fault for catching feelings."

You reached over the table, patting Foggy's hand.

"I'll be okay. I will get over it."

You never quite did, especially when Matt unexpectedly ambushed you on the way to your dorm.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

And when you kept your lips shut, refusing to provide him with an honest answer, Matt said with a broken edge to his voice.

"I miss my friend."

With a biting bitterness on your tongue, you spoke softly as if that could lessen the blow.

"I wish I could say the same."

More time passed as the last encounter drew a line between you and Matt. A part of you felt relief since you didn't have to find an excuse not to hang out anymore. Still, the other part of you felt guilty for what happened. You could have kept it together and still got to have him in your life. But, from deep down, you knew that you would rather have all of Matt than just bits and pieces you knew couldn't satisfy the bottomless greed when it came to him.

You carried on with your life without him, feeling the emptiness of the space that belonged to him. You finished the first semester better than you anticipated, waltzing into summer with a lightness to your steps. You took a part-time job at a coffee shop, enjoying what the New York summer had to offer. You went to the bookstores, museums, parks and vintage shops. You spent the summer in a comfortable solitude, and you found yourself enjoying it. You found yourself thinking about Matt all the time; not once did his voice fade in your head as you thought it should.

The second year kicked off, and like the last time, you still avoided Matt. It went on until you went back to your dorm after a long day of classes, only to find a sock on the doorknob. You went to the library after getting a measly cold sandwich from a bodega close by with a water bottle before heading to the library. You walked up the stairs, taking turns to the usual spot you took, finding Matt already sitting there, his hand splayed on the open book. You let out a small "oh shit" before walking backwards straight into the bookshelf, letting out a pained whimper at the sudden impact. Matt's head snapped up with a curious look. He called out your name, and you cursed yourself for not running fast enough.

"Sorry, I'll leave now."

Matt stood up almost immediately; the chair scraped back harshly on the marble floor. 

"No! Please, stay here."

You exhaled nervously, slowly backing up with every word you said. 

"That's alright. I don't think it's a good–"

"Please?"

You yielded at his pleading tone. You cursed yourself for giving in so easily as you sat down, pulling out your textbook.

"Just like the good old days, hm?"

Matt said with a bashful air in his tone and face. That drew a soft smile to your face, and you hummed softly in agreement. You cleared your throat after a few moments of silence. 

"How's– Foggy?"

You had intended to ask about Elektra, but you were too much of a coward. Matt had a quizzical look on his face.

"He's fine. I thought you guys keep in touch? That's what he told me."

"Busted."

A brief silence fell over you. It didn't stay that way for longer than a minute as you went for it.

"How is … Elektra?"

You lifted your head from the textbook as Matt didn't answer your question. A hint of hurt embedded itself onto the furrow of his brows, in the slight tilt of his frown. He must know that you were looking as he cleared his throat.

"We broke up a while ago."

You went still at the news. Matt looked like a kicked puppy at this moment, and all you wanted was to pull him in for a hug.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just wasn't meant to be, you know? I thought she was the one, but she ... proved me wrong."

"I'm sorry. Breakups are never easy."

You ended up talking for the whole night, catching up with what you had missed in the other's life. Around 1 AM, you walked to a diner that opened late, ordering yourself some hot chocolate and food to share. When the conversation winded down, you didn't think twice when you reached across the table, placing your hand on top of his.

"I missed you."

Your heart did a stupid, fluttering thing again when Matt turned his palm up, threading his fingers with yours.

"I missed you, too."

Things started to be the way it was again. Yet, there was something different. You got meaningful, somewhat suggestive looks from Foggy, the way Matt seemed to get flustered around you more and more. You blamed it on the awkwardness when you rekindled your friendship. It could take a while for you to be comfortable around each other again. You could deal with that.

On a cloudy night that turned into the pouring rain, you walked Matt back to his dorm after spending some time at the library. You were soaking wet when you reached the building, and the rain only poured down harder. Matt invited you in for shelter. You shivered at the welcoming warmth of the room, taking in the layout. Foggy's side was a little messy, with no sign of him anywhere. Matt promptly informed you that Foggy was out with Marci, and he wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning. Matt gave you a towel, letting you dry off while he rummaged through his drawer to find a change of clothes for the both of you. On the opposite side of the bed, with your backs turned to each other, you put on his sweatshirt, pulling on the sweatpants that were a little too big on you. You subtly took in a deep breath, smiling at the faint smell of his laundry detergent in the soft material. 

Matt sat on the floor by his bed, and after putting on his clothes, you joined him. You fidgetted with the long sleeves; your thigh almost touched his. You could feel the heat his body radiated at this distance, pulling you towards him. But you stayed put.

After a while, Matt whispered into the space between you.

"What happened to us?"

You knew what he was talking about. It was something you thought would come eventually, and you hoped, when it did, you would be prepared for it. 

Still, you thought this was something you could never prepare for. It wasn't a test. It was a gentle demand of the truth, and it wasn't easy even at that. 

"I just felt like there wasn't any place for me in your life anymore. So I thought it was better to take myself out of the picture."

You picked at a fraction of the truth, for it was the easier part. Matt felt for your hand, clasping it between the warmth of his hands.

"You will always have a place in my life. You will always have my time."

You shook your head.

"No, that will not always be the case, and it's okay. There will be a time when I'm just somebody you knew."

You said matter-of-factly. The grasp of Matt's hands on yours tightened as the desperation in his voice convinced you to think otherwise.

"No, don't say that. You're breaking my heart."

You reached out with your hand, smoothing a few strands of his hair away from his forehead. When you pulled back, your fingers were damp with moisture.

"All broken hearts mend at some point, Matt. They don't stay broken forever. I know that all too well."

"What do you mean? Did something happen?"

You sighed deeply, finally feeling the courage you permitted yourself to let go of what you wanted to say to him that night.

"I loved you, Matt, in a way I knew I shouldn't. Then, Elektra came, and I knew I had lost my chance. I tried to get over you, I ... I tried to cope with my broken heart by staying away."

Matt's hand came up to rest on your jawline, angling your face so you could look at him. His voice was a husky, barely-there whisper, spoke with such raw tenderness that made your heart ache.

"Tell me that I'm not too late. Tell me that you still … love me."

You didn't dare to breathe; the air locked in your chest as you searched for the meaning behind his words.

"What are you saying?"

Matt licked his lips, releasing a slow and nervous sigh.

"I have loved you for so long. It's always been you. I was stupid not to realize that out of fear of losing you if you didn't feel the same. So I accepted that I could never have a chance with you."

Emotions rushed through you, making your head spin. You couldn't quite believe what he was saying. You wanted to cry tears of frustration and let your body sag to the floor with your head on Matt's thighs. Pure exhaustion from secrets, lost time, and misunderstanding caught up to you, rendering you silent. But, underneath it all was this blossoming happiness, growing at a dangerous pace. It spread through your body like wildfire, and you didn't want to put it out. You wanted to bask in the heat, in the feeling of being loved by someone you adored.

Matt brought your hand to his lips, pressing a tender and tentative kiss to your knuckles, soliciting the most important thing –

"Please, tell me, am I too late?"

– the key to his heart ever since the day you met. You closed the distance, whispering in between.

"No, you are not."

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♥jjk’s characters falling in love and confessing + headcanons♥

Characters: Gojo, Nanami, Itadori, Megumi, Nobara, Yuta, Sukuna, Toji, gender neutral reader Genre: romance Warnings: grammar mistakes, mention of sex in Sukuna and Toji’s parts. Notes: this is more like “who’s the most awkward person?” lmao

→Requests are open!

Gojo

He’s surprised when he realizes he’s in love with you.

He has had many partners but they weren’t serious relationships.

So he has no idea what to do with his feelings. 

He doesn’t really get nervous for anyone, but he gets so self-conscious when you are around him.

He tries to look cooler and moderate the messy parts of his personality.

He also starts inviting you to fancy places and buys you expensive things you never asked for.

He lowkey thinks looks and money are his best qualities, so he shows them off a lot.

He is slightly allusive too, so his shirt won’t be button up properly, or he’ll sit in a suggestive way etc.

When you ask him what the heck is wrong with him lately, he admits he has fallen for you.

Nanami

He has always thought you were interesting, so he wasn’t shocked when he realized he fell in love with you

He’s actually a bit insecure because he doesn’t know how much you like him.

He’ll begin some kind of light courtship, it’s not that evident, but nonetheless you notice he’s being kinder, warmer.

He’ll tell you “I was passing by that shop and I thought of you” and he gives you some sweets or snacks.

Yeah, he also buys flowers and other little cheesy things. 

Nothing too exaggerate though. He wants to let you understand he’s interested, but without making you uncomfortable.

He invites you to go out on a dinner and you can probably predict that is the day he’ll confess.

Itadori

He’s a bit clueless at first, but he’s not too slow either, he understands he likes you quite soon.

He’s the kind of person who laughs like an idiot and sees everything colorful and beautiful when he’s in love.

He won’t confess quickly, probably he’ll first try to understand if he has any chance with you.

But he doesn’t really try to get your attention or to show off his good qualities.

The only difference with normal Itadori is that he tries to spend more time with you and he always wear a big smile whenever he’s around you.

His confession is quite simple and easy-going, maybe while you’re drinking a juice in a bar.

Megumi

Like Gojo he is completely lost at first.

It’s not like he has never liked anyone before, but it doesn’t happen too often either and he thinks love is too hard and complex for him.

After that he gets used to his new feelings, but he still doesn’t feel like he has to do anything to get together, he doesn’t believe you like him back and anyway would it even work?

He won’t really confess unless he has evidence you like him too, or unless Itadori and Nobara push him to confess.

Itadori and Nobara will try to set you two up, it’s so clear to them you would make a great couple.

After a lot of persuasion, he accepts to tell you his feelings (maybe only to shut up those two).

He asks you to go for a walk and looks for the quietest place in the park to confess.

Nobara

She’ll be “let’s gooooo” when she understands she likes you.

A bit like Nanami, she tries to conquer your heart before confessing.

But hers is not a quiet courtship, it’s a messy way of trying to get your attention.

She’s probably the kid who pulled the hair of her crush, so expect anything from her.

You go to karaoke with your friends? Well she’ll take that microphone and never let it go, singing in such a loud and bad way you go back home with a headache.

You go to the beach to play some volley? She probably slapped several balls in your face, because she wanted to show you how strong her spikes are… they are hella strong.

Anyway she did manage to get your attention (probably not in a positive way) and you’re happy when she says she’s in love with you because you were starting to think she hated you.

Yuta

He gets super awkward at first, mostly because he doesn’t know if he’s a nuisance for you.

Once he realizes you don’t dislike him, he feels more relaxed.

He doesn’t have anything planned tbh, he just wants to know you better and spend time together.

When you build a solid friendship, he probably feels a bit ashamed because he feels like he’s hiding something important from you.

So he’ll confess, not really because he expects an answer, but only to be 100% honest with you.

He is definitely the incarnation of the “best friends to lovers” trope.

Sukuna

He definitely mistakes love for lust.

So forget Nanami’s courtship, the order is completely messed up.

You start as sex friends, but at some point he’ll realize something is weird.

He’s definitely not new to lust and sex, but for the first time he feels he has to tuck your body under the covers, or to place a glass of water next to you in case you’ll feel thirsty after you wake up, or clean you up after sex.

He’s usually careless and selfish, so he doesn’t really see any logical explanation for his behaviour.

He’s getting affectionate to you, but he won’t ever call that “love” because he thinks like his tongue would fall off if he ever says that word.

He’s very subtle so his confession won’t be vocal, but if he’s still close to you after such a long time you know the reason behind it.

Toji

I feel he would mistake love for lust too.

The order is kinda messed up here too, Toji won’t definitely fall for someone he doesn’t desire or with someone who doesn’t have a good sexual chemistry with him.

But unlike Sukuna, he’s a bit more emotionally intelligent (?) so he recognises his feelings and he isn’t afraid to admit them.

He confesses after a night of sex, while you two are resting. He randomly spoke while there was silence and you were almost falling asleep, for one second you even believe it was a dream.

He’s a bit abrasive and hard to deal with, but I think he gets a lot tamer whenever he is with his lover.

To your surprise, he’s a person who takes very seriously love relationships, it almost feels as if you straight up went from f*ck buddies to married couple.

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aMtEpisode 9 of Extraordinary Attorney Woo!

I really liked that they talked about how hard and stressful and abusive forcing children to study constantly, from dawn to dusk, is!!!

Kids need to have fun and chill and just play!

Like obviously children being forced to study, study, study is just a symptom and consequence of how hard it is to get a job and live a comfortable life and also how society treats people who aren’t educated or making a lot of money etc. etc.

How we express the importance of education to children - not a something that we all need, that is good for us and others and something that can and should be fun but instead a symbol of one’s worth and status in society - heavily effects them and it manifests into many horrible ways. Now they are an adult with a mountain of issues which isn’t nice for them and isn’t nice for the everybody else to has to interact with me.

Bottom line is we as a society aren’t as nice to kids as we should be and it becomes incredibly obvious when you interact as an adult with other adults or when you see and listen to how adults talk and behave around children.

Someone on twitter said that children are some of the most badly treated minority groups in the world and i totally agree.

Anyways long story short (again) let’s all do better for the kids!

As Whitney Houston said “I believe the children are our future” ssksksksksks I’m so unserious.

Now onto Junho and Young Woo, my babies!!!

Loooool Young Woo said chivalry is dead in this episode!

I loved how Junho was weirded out by her being nice to him. I get it because Junho is clearly used to doing traditionally gentlemanly things just out of his nature and he and Young Woo have a very clear dynamic so I get why he was confused.

Also I loved that after she said that she’s doing it because she likes him, she ran away again. Same, Young Woo, Same!

Also Junho RUNNING to tell Youngwoo that he likes her was just perfect!

Did anyone notice how his button up shirts were buttoned up like maximum 3 buttons? And he had a white or skin coloured top t-shirt underneath? I felt like the costume designer did that on purpose, to kind of simulate him being almost shirtless and maybe tell us that Junho is subconsciously trying to look sexy for Youngwoo. I say this because he’s usually buttoned up! The semi buttoned up outfits send me a different message.

Also Junho and Youngwoo were wearing the same colours when he confessed. Light green and beige! Which I think symbolises that they now on the same page!

(Later on I’ll do a post about the costuming on the show because it’s a very clear example of a costume designer telling us what we don’t know about the characters. I love costuming so I’m having a lot of fun with this show.)

Also I completely understand why he was hesitating to tell her he likes her back but I’m glad that he got over his fear and went for it! Lol also not Minwoo unknowingly helping Youngwoo get her man!

Also him smiling and being happy at Young Woo’s smile and joy when she was talking about Bang Gu-ppong even while feeling jealous was so cute!

Su-yeon and Min-Sik aka Restaurant Oppa being a potential couple has me excited! We really know nothing about him and we like her so i think their storyline would be cute!

Lol also one thing about Dad’s shop? A mysterious guest will visit him at night! sksksksksks. I’m excited to see where Mom and Dad’s story goes. I think they lowkey still have feelings for each other. They’d never get back together though. Sidenote but I’d love to see them act in something else as a couple because they’re both extraordinary (badum tss) actors!

Anyways yeah great episode as usual!!

[poguesofthebau]

ssa silent treatment

summary: spencer starts acting distant, and when you notice and realize he won’t talk to you about why, you give him the silent treatment. your being so close to him but refusing to speak to him slowly but surely drives spencer insane.

word count: 3.5k pairing: spencer reid x female!bau!reader

a/n: y’all know i had to have reader lowkey tease spence for being spence at the end of this, bc that is what i do. tease him, but in a wholesome way bc i also simp for him <3 so here it is!! also gonna tag @jamesdeerest​ here! enjoy y’all!!

spencer was acting weird. you weren’t really sure why he thought you wouldn’t notice, but you did.

it was a tough case, and everyone was locked in because of it. despite the multiple victims, trips to crime scenes, medical examiner’s reports, and statements from witnesses and families, you still hadn’t caught your guy, and it was beginning to take a toll on everyone-- you simply weren’t catching a break. because of that, you thought spencer was just stressed at first. it had been a long three days for everyone so far, so you understood his reasoning for being a little short with you while you were at the police department. but, when hotch sent everyone back to the hotel for the first night since you’d arrived, you thought spencer’s attitude would shift at least a little. you heard, “go back to the hotel, get some sleep, and come back with fresh eyes tomorrow,” and you expected spencer to deflate a little, relax his shoulders and wrap an arm around you on the way out the door, maybe even grab your hand on the ride back to your room. however, you didn’t get any of that.

when spencer heard this dismissal announcement, he seemed to tense up even more. it was morgan who verbally disagreed, insisting that if the team pulled one more overnight shift you would somehow see something you’d all been missing for the past few days. spencer, on the other hand, remained silent, and when hotch stood his ground, you saw his jaw clench a minuscule amount before he rose from his seat, grabbed his bag, and followed morgan (who was angrily storming away) out the door. at spencer’s exit, jj looked to you, concerned over spencer’s behavior and expecting you to offer an explanation. you shrugged, shaking your head at the blonde as you gathered your things. “i have no idea, jj.” she gave you a sympathetic look then, waiting for you to get your belongings together before the two of you wordlessly walked out side by side.

when you stepped out of the building, you spotted morgan and spencer sitting in an suv. you were a little surprised that the two obviously agitated men had actually waited, but neither you nor jj questioned it before hopping in the back seat. morgan took off as soon as he heard the clicks of your seatbelts, and you silently watched spencer in the side-view mirror. the expression he wore wasn’t unfamiliar to you-- frustration, upset, and desperation, all in one look-- but it was one that didn’t make much sense to you in this situation. usually during a case like this, one that had the entire team stumped for days at a time, spencer would be visually exhausted by the time hotch finally sent everyone home. when you thought over the past three days, you couldn’t remember seeing your boyfriend smile once. the realization made your stomach drop, and the worry set in immediately. along with the worry came the paranoid thoughts. what if he had started to get a migraine? what if something had happened in the course of this case that had done something to him? what if he wasn’t okay?

luckily for you, those thoughts hit you the very moment derek put the car in park. you’d arrived at the hotel. through the fog of your own concern, you heard jj sarcastically announce, “home sweet home.” you let a chuckle fall past your lips at the comment as you opened your door, finding spencer a few feet closer to the hotel already, waiting for you to catch up. once again, you were reminded of how different he was acting when he didn’t put out a hand for you to grab, but you kept your mouth shut because of the relief his waiting for you again had provided. the rest of the walk through the building, including the elevator ride and the few moments it took for spencer to get the hotel room door unlocked, were the same. uncharacteristically quiet, with a suspenseful weight to every motion. when you were both finally in the room, spencer still hadn’t spoken, so you took initiative.

“are you okay, spence?” your voice was light, trying to simultaneously bring up the mood and open the floor for conversation.

“fine,” he said curtly, barely glancing at you as he tugged off his tie at the foot of the bed. “are you?”

your face contorted at the tone of his voice, and suddenly you were defensive. “what does that mean?”

“what do you mean? you asked if i was okay, and i asked if you were. i think that’s pretty straightforward.”

for a couple of seconds, you were stunned into silence. spencer was giving you an attitude-- that much was obvious-- but you had no clue what you’d done to deserve it. after opening and closing your mouth a few times, you shut it and simply nodded. spencer was sitting on the bed now, looking at you with false innocence. if he wanted to play this game, so would you. “fine, reid. i’m fine, too.”

“what, so now you don’t want to talk?” you heard the falter in his voice right away. he knew he’d pissed you off at that point, and although he wasn’t going to come right out and say it, he was already regretting his sourness. regardless of how he felt now, it was too late to turn back, and he still wasn’t ready to talk about what was really bothering him, so he continued the trouble he’d started.

“i’ll talk to you when you talk to me.” you turned out the light, finishing getting ready for bed in the darkness and sliding under the covers, keeping your distance from the man beside you.

the next morning, the air in the hotel room was suffocating. spencer had woken up a few minutes before you, and he was buttoning his shirt when you pulled yourself out of the bed. “good morning,” he greeted, hesitance in his voice.

“morning,” you said effortlessly. there was limited conversation between the two of you for the remaining time you were alone. for the most part it was a mumbled ‘excuse me’ or two, but no conversation, casual or serious, ensued. slowly but surely, you could feel yourself growing more annoyed with spencer-- you didn’t see why he wouldn’t just say something. it was you. he knew he could tell you anything, no matter how nerdy or rude or overly sweet. it didn’t matter to you. you always wanted to hear what he had to say, so this rare case of him refusing to speak his mind was bound to get on your nerves.

when you met up with the rest of the team in the hotel lobby, they all knew something was up. even morgan had a new mindset after a decent night’s sleep, so you and spencer still seeming so tense stuck out like a sore thumb. “hey, lovebirds. you two good?” hotch, rossi, jj, and emily looked to you and spencer expectantly when morgan asked the question, but neither of you flinched.

“ready to catch a serial killer, as always,” you replied with mock enthusiasm. morgan laughed, but he knew your deflective answer said more than your actual words had, so he let it go. the ride back to the station was the same. you didn’t speak to spencer, and spencer didn’t speak to you.

when you arrived at the destination, you quickly lost track of morgan and reid, not having seen the older man pull your boyfriend into a hall to further question him. “hey, pretty boy. what’s going on up there?” as he spoke, morgan gently tapped the side of spencer’s head a couple of times. after a few moments, spencer was still just glaring at morgan, clearly unwilling to speak his mind. “seriously, reid. what is it? you and y/n get into a fight or something?”

spencer scoffed at that, rolling his eyes at the suggestion. “she won’t even talk to me. i was mad, and then i got her mad, and now she won’t speak to me. and the worst part is, i’m still mad, and i wouldn’t even tell her why.”

morgan’s ears perked up at the confession, and he leaned casually into the wall behind him as his mind shifted into advice-giving mode. “well, why don’t you talk to her then, genuis? i mean, i’ve never heard of a time that spencer reid couldn’t tell y/n y/l/n anything.”

“it’s not that simple, morgan,” spencer sighed as he spoke, the frustration he was feeling toward the situation becoming clear in his body language. “it’s just--”

“morgan, reid. we’ve got something.”

spencer sighed again at the sound of hotch’s voice, shaking his head slightly at morgan, who patted him on the shoulder as the two regrouped with the team. a second after spencer dropped into a seat at the conference table, you came around from the other side, placing a coffee on the table in front of him and taking a sip from your own. before he had the chance to say thank you, you were walking away, over to where emily sat at the other end of the table, without even looking at him. spencer looked to morgan, who’d witnessed the moment, with a distraught look in his eye. morgan chuckled lightly, shrugging and throwing his hands up in response.

for the next fifteen minutes, spencer was forced to focus on something other than you. during the first five of those fifteen minutes, the team was verbally bouncing ideas back and forth, and everyone had their first glimpse at the chance to finally catch this killer. for a moment spencer felt hopeful that they could close this case and he could get you to speak to him sooner than later. then, though, the room’s population increased by two.

as the chief of police and one of his detectives walked in, you were speaking, spewing out a possible occupation of the unsub. when you finished your sentence, the detective announced their presence by stating a simple, “that would make a lot of sense.” you spun in your chair to see the source of the voice, giving him a tight-lipped smile in response when you spotted the detective who’d been working with the bau on the case. after smiling at him, the detective gave you what could only be described as a lovesick expression, and you immediately deflected the look by spinning your chair back around so he was out of your line of sight. the police chief spoke then, updating the team on another new victim that had been found that morning.

unbeknownst to you, spencer was fuming for the next ten minutes. he wasn’t surprised that you didn’t spot the anger on his face, seeing as you’d refused to lock eyes with him all morning, but everyone else in the room seemed to recognize it immediately. there was an uncomfortable weight in the room that you were aware of, but your stubbornness kept you from realizing that spencer (and you, unintentionally) was the source of it all. you continued to participate in the conversation, even directly replying to the detective at one point, despite your persistent refusal to make eye contact again. every time the detective spoke, spencer got angrier. by the time the impromptu meeting had ended, he was seeing red. he heard the police chief say, “alright, well, us two will head out and see if we can find anything, maybe bring somebody in,” and he was basically flying out of his seat.

“really glad we could all do this,” he muttered sarcastically, exiting the room as soon as he saw the two men go out the front door of the station.

“reid--” hotch began to call out, but when he saw the look on your face-- one of concern, confusion, and determination-- he knew you would handle it. hotch nodded to you, and before the rest of the team could get a word out, you were following spencer.

“hey,” you called out, hoping your boyfriend would realize you were finally talking to him. unfortunately, he either didn’t hear you or chose to continue ignoring you, and stalked out the station door without looking back. holding in a frustrated groan, you picked up the pace a little and jogged after him. as you stepped out of the station, head whipping around a few times to keep track of where the man was going, you stopped in your tracks when you saw him pacing back and forth a few feet from the door. “spencer.”

you caught his attention that time, and his face was painted in surprise when he heard your voice so close. your eyes locked for the first time since the previous night, and the look of surprise quickly morphed into a grimace. he began shaking his head, turning away from you and tilting his head up to the sky. you took a few steps closer, crossing your arms as you waiting for him to return your gaze. eventually he did, and his expression had once again changed-- this time, he looked remorseful. “i’m sorry. i’m really, really sorry, y/n.”

your eyes softened at the desperation in his voice, and the rest of your body followed suit. your arms uncrossed, shoulders deflating a little. “what is it, spence? just talk to me.” there was still some frustration laced into your words, but spencer was finally able to remember who you were. it was y/n. his y/n, the one he could tell any passing thought, any uncalled-for statistic, any traumatic childhood memory. anything at all.

he sighed, brows furrowing a little as he prepared to finally admit to what had him so upset. “that stupid detective, y/n. i mean, i’m used to working around airheads on cases like this, but that guy--”

“hold on a second,” you interrupted, holding up a hand. “are you-- do you mean detective beefhead?”

“if detective beefhead is the one that came into the conference room just now to simply ogle you, then yes. detective beefhead, y/n.”

the hand you’d been holding in front of spencer then clamped over your mouth, but the boisterous laugh you were trying to hold in fell out anyway. “oh my god. i’m sorry, spence, but seriously? not only are you jealous right now, but you’re jealous of a guy i just referred to as detective beefhead? is your iq still 187, or are you feeling sick?”

he threw you a dirty look then, crossing his arms. “you know, you told me to talk to you, and now that i am, you’re laughing at me. if i remember correctly-- and we both know i do-- you said you’d talk to me if i talked to you. not laugh at me. talk to me.”

you were able to stop laughing then, but the smile on your face wasn’t going anywhere. “spence,” you said, stepping close enough to him to forcibly uncross his arms and wrap them around you instead. “i’m sorry for laughing. really. but... that’s ridiculous. why would you feel threatened by him?” still slightly defensive, spencer tried to remove his arms from around your waist, but you leapt forward even more, grabbing his face with both hands and steering his head so he’d have to look at you. “c’mon, spence.”

“y/n,” he sighed, eyes closing for a second before he looked back at you and continued. “you don’t see yourself how i see you, or how anyone sees you.” your head tilted at the statement, and spencer’s arms tightened slightly around your waist as he shook you lightly for emphasis. “i’m serious. you are... you’re perfect, y/n, and i know how absurd that sounds to you, but it’s the most truthful thing i’ve ever said out loud, or thought, or known. and, frankly, i’m not the most outwardly-- or inwardly-- appealing person. i know that. i’m not like most people, and i know you think that’s endearing, but it’s hard for me to sit back and watch other guys come around and try to take you from me. my heart stops when i think that maybe you’ll look at someone else one day and completely forget about me, and us, and everything. it just-- it scares me, and when i get scared, i get defensive, and then i was acting so childish toward you, but it was all because i’m scared.”

for a few moments, all you could do was stare at spencer. you knew you should’ve said something right away, but for some reason, all you wanted to do was look at him. maybe it was because you knew you saw him in a way he didn’t see himself, and in a way nobody else could ever see him. when you looked at spencer, all you saw was everything, because that’s what he was to you-- everything. the thought of him feeling so unstable in your relationship crushed you, and the way he felt in that moment only reminded you even more of who you truly knew him to be.

you thought back over the last few days of working on this case, and all the times you’d come into contact with the detective spencer apparently felt so threatened by. he’d brought you coffee three times, but you’d denied it twice, having either just gotten coffee for you and spencer, or spencer having just brought you a refill. the one time you did take it, it was more in hopes that he’d retire his efforts after one small success. then there was the time you’d caught him leaning over your shoulder as you read the m.e.’s report. you’d asked him if he needed a copy of his own, and he’d told you that he had his own but liked appreciating the notes you’d scribbled into yours more than his own bland copy. you’d told him there was nothing bland about an innocent person who’d been murdered, and he’d basically run away from you. and then there was the interaction in the conference room that your team witnessed entirely. you realized then that spencer must’ve seen all the other approaches detective beefhead had made, and you internally cringed at spencer’s misinterpretation.

“you’re wrong.” those were the first words you spoke, because they were the most honest. “i know it’s gonna be hard for you to believe, but you are just so wrong right now, spencer. honestly, after all the time i’ve had with you, i kind of thought you’d know better to ever get jealous. and i know that sounds ridiculous, because everyone gets jealous, but i think i just hoped you’d see by now that it’s literally not possible for me to see another person the way i see you. literally. impossible.”

“i mean, it’s probably not really impossible, but--” at your pointed look, spencer cut himself off. “okay, fine. it’s impossible.”

“hell yes it is. because i love you, doctor reid. not detective beefhead, not some guy who tries to hit on me at a bar, not anyone else. just you, okay?”

he nodded, finally feeling for the first time in three days that you were still his. “i’m still sorry, though. you were so mad, and i-- i just made it worse, and i’m sorry for that.”

“i was only mad because you weren’t communicating with me, spence. so, if you’re sorry, you can make up for it by working with me a little and just telling me when something’s wrong.” he nodded rapidly, a smile finally breaking out on his face for the first time in days. “and also, you’re welcome for the coffee.” his face fell then, and as he opened his mouth to argue, you laughed and pulled his mouth to yours to keep him from bickering. for a second he resisted, determined to correct your statement, but he quickly realized that would get him nowhere. just as he succumbed to your touch, the door to the police station was swinging open again.

“oh, thank god,” you heard from the door. it was emily, a bright smile on her face as she spotted the two of you kissing in front of the station. at the sound of her voice, you and spencer pulled apart, both looking to her innocently. “hotch needs you both back. i’m glad to see you’ve sorted out whatever the issue was.”

you looked at spencer one last time before smiling back at emily, pulling yourself out of spencer’s grip to re-enter to building. spencer followed behind you both, relieved to know he was out of the doghouse with you and had no other guys to worry about. “spencer was jealous of detective beefhead.” you spoke quietly (and tauntingly, knowing your boyfriend could hear you), causing emily to let out an understanding, “ah, good ol’ detective beefhead. reid, kid, you got nothing to worry about there, trust me.”

“hey, don’t tell them!”

“you talk to me, i talk to you, we talk to the team, spence! it’s the circle of communication!”

“i’m never communicating again.” and that was spencer’s last grumble before you all got back to work. 

[charlotteswriting]

sorry i've been into strangers to lovers now.... and since i love Hajime... Hajime falling for his S/O whose her job is just cleaning the hotel in the Island please;;

I love H,,Hj,h,,Hajime,, -Mod Kaede

You'd often hear the highschoolers gossip about you. Questioning who were you, and why you weren't interested in joining them

You'd never bother to go talk to them, after all, your job was to keep the hotel clean. They seemed nice, sure, but you weren't sent here to make friends

You weren't the remarkable one, but almost everyone could agree that you were quite mysterious

"Wjggkkcckemxjdjchhdl" Ibuki basically choked on her food—eyes getting teary

In a second, you rashed to her. Back blowing and chest thrusting her—you saved her from passing out, or worse

"Whaa!" Mikan starts to cry, "Y/n, you are amazing..! T-thank you...!" She then turns to Ibuki, checking if she's okay

"Wow, Y/n! That was really cool," Nagito says, and people agree with him, which is very rare. (I am aware of the Nagito slander

You brush the compliments off, "No problem." Then continue your job.

Staring your back as you leave, Hajime leans towards the table and whispers to Chiaki, blocking his voice with his hand, "Psst. Chiaki!"

"Yes?" Chiaki asks, eyes not leaving her screen. "Can you- uhm," Hajime pauses for a second, "Can I what?"

"No, nevermind that." Hajime shrugged, dropping the conversation. Chiaki raised an eyebrow and looked at him like "bitch, speak" but Hajime was too caught up staring at you as you cleaned around (I hate it when people call my name but drops the convo- just SPEAK)

The queen sighed and continued playing her game.

Hajime never really paid attention to you nor cared for you. He didn't get your deal at all, you just clean around..? That was okay.

But boy, did he felt attraction.

Ever since then, he'd be the first one to come to lobby and greet you awkwardly, you'd stare at him and greet him back, then continue your job

He'd stand there and observe you before more people start to gather in. Then he would leave.

Now I feel like if Hajime had a crush, it would be so obvious to everyone but him, or it would be obvious to anyone including him but you. No other way around

The others would force him to make a move, since he was taking things really slow. Did you even know his name?? Or had a proper conversation?? I am not talking about the formality

"Why does everybody say that I have a crush on Y/n?!"

"Because you have."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do."

"Yes, you do.."

Yes, he does.

But he lowkey needs advice. From who? Chiaki doesn't know anything about relationships. Teruteru and Kazuichi are a big no- Mikan will cry. Hiyoko will make fun of it. Peko will say she's a tool- What does he do?

He's aware watching over you won't get him anywhere, so Hajime decides to be more friendly with you. (Not a frienzone, tho---)

He just wants to talk to you normally, to get to know you better. So he'll just go ahead and start a conversation

"Uh-um, hi, Y/n! How're you doing today?"

"Pretty good, I guess. How're you?"

"'M good!!" He stares at you for a second. "You always clear around.. Don't you? You must get tired a lot."

"Ah.. This? Not at all..."

Awkward silence.

"Would it bother you if I were to help you a bit?" He decides to go for it.

You tell him it's not needed, but he insists on it, anyway. You eventually nod your head, and let him help you.

While helping, he asks questions to get to know you a bit better, you answer few of them

He sounds desperate, but he is trying his best

By the end of the day, he is sweating so hard

"I shouldn't have let you clean.. Sorry."

"No, I asked for it anyway," He says as he wipes the sweat away. You hand him a water bottle and he immediately goes for it - that brotha is starvin’

"Thank you."

"No need."

Later on, he'd remind you to take breaks sometimes and ask you to take a walk with him

It would be awkward, but nice.

He wants to hold your hand but he's afraid, so you do it for him, and he tenses up

"Aw, aren't you so cute..."

"I am not," Shut up, Hajime

If you warmed up to him a little bit more, he'll ask you to join him and his friends while eating, which is up to you to agree.

"Wait... Does Y/n actually know Hajime's name?"

"O-of course they do!"

There are times where you think you don't deserve to be among them, and you should do your job instead. He's ready to assure you otherwise.

"Y/n, you're so much more than that!.. I,, we love your company, you should just enjoy your days here..."

Eventually, he'll confess to you, in a less awkward way. I feel like everything would work out for him if he were to confess to you. (If he is keeping Nagito away, of course) Just as planned ✍🏼✍🏼

Please say yes, he's worked so hard-

When you accept, he's beyond happy.

He's made his mind. He's getting you out of this island, no matter what, and he'll make you happy, too

[nct-lian]

nct 127’s relation to lian

TAEIL + LIAN: IL-LI

taeil used to wake her up for school when she was still a teenager :((

such a soft but overlooked duo

will appreciate each other forever and ever

lian teaches him roasts in english that he can say to johnny

remain each other’s hype man and woman

taeil was the first to suggest he and the other nct members react to the trailers of her dramas on video so they can boost them in popularity

promotes the HELL out of lian’s solo career over twitter

lian loves coming up behind him and just giving him hugs because he’s soft (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

they watch movies together a lot! but taeil has to come down to the fifth floor because lian hates it up on the tenth one

he was once able to grab her hand in an airport and they held hands the entire time :(( a few pictures went a little viral

they share hoodies NSHDHSHCJA

lian keeps bugging him to get an instagram

taeil will ALWAYS take her side in silly arguments she and the other members have sometimes

he makes fun of her height because she’s shorter than him-

he also used to help her with her homework :(

cried when lian went on her first date

“my child is growing up (´∩｀。)”

had to do a background check on the guy before he even allowed him to come in contact with her again, though

JOHNNY + LIAN: JOANN

johnny is her dad, period

no questions asked he is her father

will give her piggyback rides all the time

he was once woken up by her jumping on his bed and asking if they could go shopping

at 6:00 am

he actually got up, got ready and took her shopping but since it was so early, the stores were all closed

he took her out for japanese fluffy pancakes, though!

whenever lian is sick, johnny makes her his mom’s homemade chicken noodle soup recipe :((

speaking of johnny’s mom, she loves lian to death and always asks johnny if he’s taking good care of her

if they’re not being asked any questions or having to translate anything during interviews, they always whisper jokes in each other’s ears to try and make the other one laugh

because of how lian dies during the trailer of her new drama, johnny cried in front of twenty-two other men while they reacted to it

he was NOT embarrassed

“how are you guys not crying? this is so sad. what a cruel world we live in ໒( ˵ •̀ □ •́ ˵ )७”

kept screaming at lian’s “dream of you” performance video

“WHY ARE YOU ON THE GROUND DANCING LIKE THAT?!” “JISUNG COVER YOUR EYES-“

he once effortlessly picked up lian and moved her somewhere else because she wasn’t standing where she was supposed to be

everyone says that their ship name is something a white, suburban mom would be named. now nctzens pronounce joann like “joanne” ･x･

it was said on the zach sang show that johnny used to measure her height every month to see if she grows or not, and that’s the only reason why he has her height memorized

TAEYONG + LIAN: LIYONG

has lost lian in so many airports it’s not even funny

“hyung, what happened to lian?” “oh, you have GOT to be kidding me-“

whenever he doesn’t see her he goes into panic mode and starts asking if anyone has seen his little sister

“about this tall with really shiny hair? her cheekbones are insane, i swear. OH OH OH SHE WAS WEARING JOHNNY’S HOODIE- you don’t know what johnny’s hoodie looks like.. okay, well thank you for your help.”

one of the first members that she was comfortable with

lian said that he was her role model :’(

as the leader, he’s always taking care of her and will not sleep until he knows for sure she’s eaten

because of how lian never participated in any of nct’s first bit of promotions due to being too uncomfortable around them, she was allowed to skip out on the viewings of their relay video letters

but she was still required to make one for somebody and that somebody was taeyong ˵ ຈ ︿ ຈ ˵

she said that she was glad he was her leader and that she hoped to become closer one day

he cried

declares that he will take care of lian till the day he dies

taeyong had yelled at lian’s former manager until he voluntarily quit working for her- he had found out that lian was being overworked to the point where she collapsed during their dance practice and he wasn’t okay with it

always cheering her on backstage when she performs solo

he always tries to include her in guiding the members for their dances because he knows how happy it makes her

instead of having her carry her glasses around with her, he does it instead :D

“nana, do you have to wear your glasses now?”

taeyong tucks her into bed every night he can ᕕ( ཀ ʖ̯ ཀ)ᕗ

YUTA + LIAN: YUN

totally doesn’t have feeling for her, yeah

yuta is obsessed and when i tell you he’s obsessed, he’s obsessed

did i mention obsessed?

he’s jealous of everyone :(

yun stans insist that the only reason yuta is so touchy with winwin and mark is because he’s trying to cover up his feelings for lian

bye if that’s true-

hyuck wanted to give her a hug (a rare occurrence) and yuta straight up just said,

“mine. go away”

i have proof guys :// johnny recorded it and literally posted it on instagram

lian died internally when yuta cut his long hair because she couldn’t put it into ponytails anymore :((

but his hair is growing back now so she’s able to do it again :)

yuta teaches her japanese every tuesday and thursday!

we don’t bring this up because it’s pretty embarrassing but,, when nct 127 were backstage before performing kick it, yuta asked doyoung (who was in a direction where he could get a clear view of lian’s face) if lian was staring at him

how do we know this, you may ask?

it was caught on camera and everyone made fun of him for a solid week straight

he’s caught staring at her from afar way too often for comfort

lian says that he’s very pretty

much like the other memebers that have instagram, he makes story countdowns that he posts about a week before lian plans to release her solo music

DOYOUNG + LIAN: LIDO

another member of the lian protection squad

doyoung was the first to start calling her cupcake

it all started when doyoung was sick and lian made him cupcakes to make him feel better

will slap anyone who makes a flirty remark towards lian

was embarrassed for yuta when he asked if she was staring at him

said “no” and walked away

lian is the only one who ever shows him any mercy :’)

they have very similar taste in decor so they often go shopping together for things to put around the dorm

doyoung said that he spends the most time in lian’s room because it smells like vanilla all the time

he spoils her SO MUCH

like so much

half the plushies she owns at the moment were gifts from doyoung

has a tendency to watch over her and make sure she’s content at all times

“cupcake, are you hungry? i can make you some food if you’d like” “oppa, it’s 3:00am-“ “and?”

they take such pretty instagram pictures :((

at one point in time, doyoung was jealous of his older brother because lian used to crush on him a tiny bit :0

not because doyoung likes her or anything, she just couldn’t stop talking about how nice he looked in revolutionary love

disapproves of the staff giving lian such short clothing sometimes

“um, excuse me, she can’t wear that. are you crazy? go get her a new outfit, please”

JAEHYUN + LIAN: JAELI

not many people bring this up because we know it’s honestly a sensitive topic :|

but he lowkey has deep feelings for her (he makes it so obvious sometimes it’s kinda disappointing to see how oblivious lian really is to it)

jaeli + yun love triangle anyways

jokes aside, though, jaehyun loves lian so so much

once cried to johnny about how he doesn’t know what to do and that he didn’t want to make anything awkward by confessing to her

makes sure to be near her as often as possible

once scared away a whole kim taehyung from talking to her during isac ╰[ ⁰﹏⁰ ]╯ (let’s pretend bts were there for 2019 pls)

“jungkook, keep your friend away, please :D”

didn’t work, though, because they ended up having a conversation later in the day either way

*in the 97’ liner groupchat* “HYUNG IM SORRY HE RAN AWAY I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DOl

it was uncalled for but what can you do amirite ┐(´～｀)┌

lian pokes his dimples a lot and squishes his cheeks

just randomly hugs him but he’s not complaining

johnny isn’t picking sides but he became team jaeli after jaehyun broke into tears in front of him for the first time since they were trainees about how much he loves lian

sad,, i know

lian judges jaehyun for not sleeping with sheets

continues to believe he is not a human being, but a robot created in a lab

jaehyun smiles at her for no reason

JUNGWOO + LIAN: LIWOO

an instant bond formed between them when they first met!

jungwoo learned a lot about her and has developed so many ways to deal with her anxiety :(

gave the staff a guide on how to keep her calm when he went on hiatus because he couldn’t be there with her

buys her colouring books because he knows that they calm her down well!

liwoo went viral and become a popular ship when lian accidentally changed the nct 127 instagram profile picture to a jungwoo icon

she got scolded but it was iconic orange haired jungwoo with a chain-

an untouchable duo when they do double aegyo

nctzens think jungwoo is her favourite member

maybe because lian said he was

“ “who’s your favourite member?” hmm i’ll have to say woo-oppa!”

*cue jungwoo laughing at yuta’s face because he was that shocked*

they share secrets with each other so now they probably know the other like the palm of their hand

even though he’s off his hiatus, he still has to guide the staff members through lian’s little moments because sm staff suck at their job sometimes

they’re the two members who go grocery shopping together

more like jungwoo dragging lian to the grocery store with him but okay

jungwoo loves kissing her cheeks (〃▽〃)

their vocals mixed together are confirmed to be noises from heaven

lian misses his blonde bowl cut :/

MARK + LIAN: LIMARK

leader of lian’s natural length hair committee

like when i tell you mark hates her extensions-

mark was the first friend lian was able to make in nct!

they bonded over canada and it was very rare to see them speaking in korean

mark goes into straight panic when he’s with her sometimes

has to remind himself they’re like siblings

lian ans mark covered “your eyes” by hoody and jay park during a vlive!

it was adorable :((

lian had him saved in her phone as “android user” but now she doesn’t know what to change it to

they had a fight in 2019

mark let’s her call him the weirdest freaking nicknames ヽ ( ꒪д꒪ )ﾉ

mars bar, markie, mork, marko

AND IN RETURN HE CALLS HER MARIJUANA-

he says it’s because czennies consider her to be addicting and since marijuana is addicting as well he thought it’d be a good fit

someone on twitter absolutely ENDED HIM though and wouldn’t stop making fun of him (；⌣̀_⌣́)

they can read each other’s mind just by looking at each other

“dude i hate this shit why does she keep asking us who we wanna collab with?” *cue lian laughing hysterically*

“what’s so funny (゜-゜)” — interviewer

HAECHAN + LIAN: LIHYUCK

haechan makes fun of her kissing scenes in dramas

calls her short all the time

“lian give me a high five- oh haha nevermind it’s too bad you’re so short”

they’ve actually been so close to fighting each other and i’m not even joking

they’re the two members who fight the most out of all of them

but despite this, they love each other very much

hyuck says he’s the only one who’s allowed to make her mad

and if anyone else makes her mad he’d kill them

limark 2019 fight flashbacks where haechan kept threatening mark

there are actually moments when they’re clingy with each other-

haechan loves her hugs :((

like ??????? one minute they’re at each other’s throats and the next, they’re all lovey dovey hugging each other make it make sense ?????

lian could be speaking english and he’d say, “korean, please. i can’t understand canadian”

“shut up <3”

hello haechan cried and wouldn’t let go of her during her and mark’s graduation ceremony in 2018

she makes fun of him for it but never takes it too far

he goes to her for dance advice

during their nct 2018 weekly idol appearance when they were doing the random kpop dance thing, they beat everyone أ‿أ

[athys-obelia]

character/s: claude de alger obelia, diana of siodonna, felix robane

synopsis: it's...uhm....an empress!diana x concubine!claude crackfic 😭😭

warning/s: uhh a sprinkle of politics, the robane duchy is now siodonnan and not obelian screw canon, diana is lowkey mean to rogrog

a/n: i'm so sorry this is so bad

part one

felix's foot taps against the tiles of the empress' room impatiently. "you stayed up finalising the agreement all night, your majesty, perhaps some rest is due?"

diana spares him glance, turning sideways from her position on her bed. "what was his name again?"

  "pardon?"

  "the painter," she elaborates, pointing towards the painting on the ceiling above the bed. "i keep...i don't know, i keep finding new things the more i look at it."

  "is that so?"

the painting itself, a coronation gift from felix, depicts the goddess diana reaching out to the children of the world and vice versa. "if you look at the sky closely - remember our old siodonann classes?- 'for the people' is hidden in the stars. isn't that cool?"

the knight squints at the painting. "oh, i see it! i wonder why it's in old siodonann, though?"

  "i would guess it's because the imperial family wasn't worshipped in the old days," diana explains, "for example - right now, in some parts of the empire, my late father - bless him - and i may actually have shrines because people believe the imperial family's descent is from the gods. when the kingdom was just formed, though, kings and queens weren't allowed to ride alone in carriages as they greeted their subjects- they needed to have a slave with them at all times, who kept on repeating 'you are human' to them. 'you are human', 'we are all the same in the eyes of the true gods."

the sound of the army of maids behind the door is enough to pull felix out of his trance. "er...horatius calvus, your majesty."

  "hm?"

  "the artist, that's his name."

  "ah." diana turns to the painting once more, eyes staring at the goddess' hair that melted into the night sky. "would you be able to get in contact with him? i'd like to commission a piece."

felix bows gracefully. "as your majesty commands. oh, and - for the obelian delegates' farewell celebration tonight...has your majesty decided on an escort?"

she groans, falling back on the bed. "i've had so much free time lately, the harem is all i think about!"

  "very funny, ma'am. then...shall i prepare the usual?"

diana shakes her head. "i'll visit viscaria palace later and see for myself. the obelians brought some concubines with them as presents, it's be nice to weed through the bunch."

felix's eyes nearly pop out. "you're visiting the harem?! your majesty! did you find someone you like??"

she chucks a pillow at him before he can continue. "you weren't loud enough just now, fe, i don't think all of siodonna heard you."

  "...apologies, ma'am."

three years ago, when she had only just come into power, diana remembers being afraid of the large, gold doors between her and the council room. she remembers pausing before entering, regaining her breath, preparing her mind. projecting an image.

if there is one thing she has learnt, though, it's that only fools can be afraid of their own property. their assets. the larger-than-life doors swing at her command, allow or deny entrance with solely her permission. confidence comes easy when you act like you own the place - nevermind the fact that she did own most places.

but i have no reason to be afraid.

the obelian delegates stand at her arrival and bow like good little lords should before an empress. one of the more prominent ones stands to address her as soon as the meeting commences.

  "blessings and glory upon the sun of the great siodonnan empire," he says.

diana raises an amused eyebrow. this game, hm? "is that an obelian greeting, duke? how interesting. here, one would usually wish 'a long life to the protector of the siodonnan people'. that's all i am, after all - how could i be the sun?"

duke alpheus sputters. "er...i failed to acquaint myself with siodonnan culture appropriately, my apologies, your majesty. i shall do better next time."

how arrogant. still, she smiles, "i must confess, duke alpheus - i am slightly susceptible to praise, so i'll let you off this time."

  "thank you, ma'am."

  "although making the assumption that there will be a next time at all was quite courageous of you." diana signals the guards, who open the door to let the final participant of the meeting inside. "however -courage and bravery are traits best suited for kings and queens, duke. not lords."

the obelian delegates pale as they watch their - former - emperor, wrists bound, enter the hall with an entourage of knights.

diana glances at the newcomer. "although i suppose even for an emperor, too much of a bravado may cost a war."

anastacius de alger obelia glowers at her.

she frowns at the knights. "how come such a precious friend of mine is tied up like this? is this how we siodonnans treat our guests?"

felix bows deeply. "i apologise, ma'am - he was resisting far too much."

  "whatever the case. get a seat set up right here, beside me - after all," diana smiles at the fuming obelian, "we were dining together just a few months ago, weren't we?"

  "three months ago, to be precise," anastacius spits out, "after which you decided to switch tides and invade us like a coward."

she watches one of the knights set down a fancy chair to the left of hers, reaching out to untie the bindings on anastacius' wrist. diana frowns suddenly, waving over felix, "ah, is this the leash my brother used when he tamed his dragon?"

the former emperor flinches, staring down at it. "someone here tamed a dragon?" a light pink dusts his cheeks - did he really touch the actual leash of a dragon?

felix shakes his head with a small smirk. "this is the leash her majesty the late dowager empress used, ma'am. for her dog."

  "-ah, right, i remember now! all the ones marked with this little purple line are used for tying down senseless animals, aren't they?"

  "yes, your majesty." felix returns to his spot behind her, clear amusement swimming in his grey eyes as he watches the obelians try and maintain their composure.

diana gently lets the leash loose, a hand on the stunned anastacius' shoulder to lightly push him into the seat. "you aren't wrong - i did betray your hospitality, didn't i?"

roger alpheus winces at the sudden authority in her tone as the knights pass out a document to each of the obelian lords.

  "obelia's greeting and offer for peace was kind to me, so i must return this generosity. your country is now part of the siodonnan empire, so we should be parting on a good note. will a little present suffice?"

a brunette diana remembers to be a count speaks up, "...a gift, your majesty?"

felix moves closer to the table, watching the detailed map of siodonna carved into its centre. as he raises his hand, almost as if it were a chess piece, a small island moves to the left. its color flickers between a siodonnan purple and the obelian teal.

diana sighs. "i was planning on the island of delphine, since it not only contains a relatively large gold mine, but also much tourist attraction."

oh, she can see the stars in alpheus' eyes already. "thank you, your ma-"

  "but." he shrivels under her piercing gaze, "but, obelia doesn't need gold, does it? what you need is better foreign relations. and what better way to form an alliance..."

she eyes the map, and with a flick of felix's wrist, a small stretch of land connecting two continents switches from its original purple to a hue of blue.

diana looks up now, meeting even anastacius' shocked eyes. he eyes her suspiciously, "do you really-?"

she nods. "...consider it a gift from your sovereign. it is enough, yes?"

  "i- uh," duke alpheus blinks twice, "the isthmus of erven is...an adequate present, yes, your majesty. the people of obelia shall thrive due to your generosity."

  "it is not generosity, duke. your people are my subjects now. however, i hope you realise the isthmus isn't obelian property for obvious reasons. there is no trust between us. despite this, what i will allow is some access." diana stands, watching the foreign nobles mirror the action. "the terms and conditions of our relationship from this point onwards are in the papers before you and are, obviously, subject to change. feel free to approach me with concerns, should you have any."

  "you were firmer than i'd expected with the obelians, your majesty," felix comments.

diana recoils as his eyes light up at the sight of viscaria palace. "remember when i visited obelia for anastacius' coronation? i was only seventeen, but two years into my studies as heir - and they were all over duke renauld's son! poor cousin ronnie couldn't stop apologising."

felix snorts. "the renaulds wouldn't have dared challenge your majesty's claim, not while the late empress dowager was behind you."

  "ha! that's right, everyone was scared of mama." she grins fondly, "papa most of all."

the knight nods, murmuring a prayer.

  "i want them gone as soon as possible," diana admits, "but there's much to settle before that. i need to fix up anastacius before we can let him back, the second prince is still...what was his name, again?"

  "claude de alger obelia, ma'am."

she winces. "yes, he's an impo-"

a commotion sounds from within viscaria. felix raises an eyebrow at the shouts echoing from the beautiful building, a hand already atop his sheathed sword. "ma'am, stay back, i'll have a look- your majesty! where are you going-?!"

navigating through the decorated halls, diana halts before the entrance of the garden. the argument is between two men she doesn't recognise, as the older concubines gather to the side, amusing twinkling in their eyes.

  "attention!" felix roars, "her imperial majesty, empress diana celeste!"

the two freeze in fear.

  "disrupting my peace. how dare you?" diana demands.

one of them, dressed too finely for someone she hadn't even seen yet, steps forward. "your majesty, my name is xerre, i was only-"

she raises a hand, effectively shutting him up. tone softening, diana turns to the group crowding around the desert table. "lex?"

the group shuffles to let a young, silver haired young man forward. lex bows gracefully, laugh lines around his eyes crinkling. "yes, my lady?"

  "do you know what happened here?"

lex nods. "the monthly salary was being distributed, your majesty, and xerre - being a present from the kingdom of masur - had some trouble believing his amount was the same as a former obelian slave's. verhan stepped in to argue that your majesty was the one to decide this, and they began fighting."

  "shall i prepare for his voyage back to masur, majesty?" felix asks, as the rest of the concubines roll their eyes at his antics.

diana studies the masurian concubine, beckoning him closer. "it is common knowledge i do not generally accept gifted concubines from territories out of my own."

she watches his adam's apple rise and fall, tracing a nail over the well defined jawline. xerre shivers.

  "however, your king is new to his throne, and his queen one of my dearest friends. do you realise how our alliance will look were i to send you back?"

he nods cautiously.

  "i do not wish to withdraw support from someone i consider a brother, xerre. especially when he is engaged in armed conflict on two fronts."

  "i- i am prepared for any punishment your majesty deems appropriate."

diana sighs softly. "i would send you to work for me in the capitol, but the rules state every concubine entering must reside here for a certain amount of time. until then, bear with it. this palace, and a life of luxury, is only meant for my favorites. clear?"

  "yes, your majesty."

  "my apologies, ma'am," felix says once the crowd disperses, his head hanging. "i should've prepared for your arrival with more care."

she waves off the apology, heading to the guest hall to take a look at the new obelian  concubines.

  "vera leaves for her son's wedding for a week and we've already had an incident. honestly, felix."

  "...who's vera?"

diana pauses at the unfamiliar voice. her gaze falls on the figure sitting on the window seat, entirely immersed in the book in his hands. she blinks, stunned, watching the colourful window's filtered light paint the brilliant blonde of his hair.

felix is the first to address him, scoffing, "i believe your majesty's beauty has enchanted one of the gods - who else would dare address the empress of our nation so casually?"

diana chuckles, watching as the man stands, intrigued. she stays silent, breath hitched, as he towers over her, studying her with a curiosity that rivals hers from a moment ago. and only when he finally lowers himself to a knee does his hair part, and diana flushes at the red tinting his ears.

  "greetings to her imperial majesty, may the gods grant the protector of the siodonnan people a life long and blessed."

she offers him her hand. "rise. and tell me your name."

a beat of silence passes as he stares at her outstretched hand before hesitantly accepting. "claude, your majesty."

  "claude," diana tries, finding it rolls of her tongue deliciously.

he raises an eyebrow as she regards him. "your majesty...?"

diana smiles, her hand moving to touch the various jewellery adorning his fingers. gently, she slides off the gold ring off of his ring finger. "you must have a good reason to be donning an unauthorized magical item in my palace."

he doesn't answer, head lowered.

her hand lets go of his, raising to grip the blonde's jaw. diana tilts up his face, meeting his gaze. the dull grey eyes from before have vanished, replaced by glittering blues.

she inhales sharply. "you're...the obelian pr...the second prince of obelia."

he nods.

diana turns, more puzzled than angry. "why is he in my harem?"

  "... didn't your majesty wish for it?" felix tilts his head in confusion.

  "what? no?"

the knight frowns. "but i was so sure...your majesty said you didn't have an heir because you wanted a concubine as beautiful as me...when we took over the imperial palace, as the army swore their allegiance...your majesty said the prince was the prettiest you’ve ever seen?"

  "i- felix, i was kidding!"

  "...oh."

she turns to the prince then, "and you! you're a prince! how come you just went along with this??"

  "well...it was the most peaceful part of the palace..."

diana gapes at the two men, before finally sighing in defeat. "you're telling me i was scouring the lands for you, while you were right...?" she raises a hand to massage her temple, "...gods grant me patience."

felix cautiously steps forward, "your majesty...i understand this is shocking, but... tonight's escort..."

she glances up at the obelian prince. "allow them all to retire. i've found the perfect escort."

a/n: hmmm this was a bit empty claudiana wise, wasn't it? their development is coming though, i had to give empress!diana an intro :) also !! the situation may seem a bit confusing rn, but next chapter will clear things up! or you can just ask me for clarification <3

💕 felix is dying to find a concubine diana likes bc he really really really wants to be an uncle

💕 in siodonna, emperors/empresses are referred to by their first(diana) + middle name(celeste) and not a last name bc they technically can't belong to a house, they belong to the empire. but the middle name is important bc you have to ask for it (from someone you love and respect usually), you're never just born with one (so you could ask a parent / friend / mentor yada yada and they give you a name they believe fits best)

[sweets-cookies]

Sero,Bakugo, and Momo reacting to a S/O who loves to give hugs

I really called myself out with this one

(◠ ﹏◠)

Genre:Fluff yet again (their all kinda lowkey suggestive)

Hanta Sero

He finds it so endearing that you like to give people hugs

He doesn't find out that quick but when he sees you always latching onto one of the girls

He always invites you to hug him if you want since he is your boyfriend but he can get jealous with other people but he tries not to

"Y/NNNN~ why was he so close to you" he whined into your ear and soon as you walked into the classroom

You just rolled your eyes "you weren't around and I wanted a hug plus it was kiri, you shouldn't worry"

He just smiled at you and nodded his head "alright I'll try not to be so jealous"

"Mi Amor, you haven't given me a hug since we got to school" he whined to you at lunch after you had forgotten to give him one of your signature hugs. "Hmm~ oh sorry Hanta" you say as you gave him a big hug and he slightly squeezes you and kisses your cheek. "Your hugs are always so nice mi Amor" he says with a slight chuckle as he runs his hands up and down your back. As you digged your head into his neck and slightly kissed his neck in a loving manner. And he giggled while lowering his hands to your sides beginning to tickle you as you both stood in a corner during lunch. You almost doubled over if it weren't for sero being in front of you and holding you in his arms, "what if someone sees us" you said with red cheeks as he lightly kissed your neck "you act like were doing something that inappropriate, I'm just tickling you mi amor" a scoff came out of your mouth as he pressed his lips down again on your collarbone, "I'm pretty sure if aizawa saw us he wouldn't think the same" he rolled his eyes and softly kissed your shoulder again before pulling away and not tickling you anymore but not before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek "I gotta go to my next class see you after school Amor"

Katsuki Bakugo

Lowkey LOVES your hugs so so much but will act like it bothers him i swear but in reality he just doesn't want you to know he's soft.

He acts all tough and shit but damn he just wants all of your hugs and gets SO jealous when you hug someone else

He wants all your love and hates it when you give it to someone else so he will try to fight everyone.

He always wondered why you were hugging everyone and before you guys dated he never really got it but he hated when he saw you hug kami or shoji or anyway who would allow you to hug them

But he got especially pissed when you even asked deku for a hug but not him he was like ???😡🤬🙄 he was very pissed and EVERYONE knew it

But when you guys started dating you hugging other people slowly stopped and you just gave all your hugs to bakugo which he said was "annoying" he actually thought it was so fucking cute

"Were in class dumbass I get were early but I'm not gonna have someone walk in and see you all over me" is what he said but somewhere deep inside he honestly kinda did want someone to walk in so they could see your his even though everyone already knew he made it especially clear when you guys started dating and that went for your hugs as well, he stated that you hugs were for him only and no one else should get them. Who were you to complain so you agreed but under the condition you could hug him whenever you wanted and he also agreed "but katsu~ you promised I could hug you when ever and I want a hug now" you said as you lightly kissed him on the lips, the position you two were in would definitely be misleading, he was sitting in his desk chair sideways with you on his lap(doesn't matter if your big or smol he will make you sit in his lap" it honestly wasn't for sexual purposes at all you guys just liked how close it physically made you and you both had never gone beyond kissing as you were in highschool and planned to keep that for where you were legal adults. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer "how much longer do you think we have to hug" he said letting his softer side out slowly while you combed your fingers through his hair gently massaging his scalp "maybe another 3" you said giving his head a sweet kiss and he smiled up at you, "come closer dumbass" he said as he lightly put his hand around the back of your neck to pull you down and take you in for a kiss while you could feel his lips smile against yours. As he silently promised to spend the rest of his time in the class alone with you to show his softer side.

Momo Yayarozo 

She is so proper omg she wouldn’t know what to think when she see’s you hug so many people.

She’s probably the least jealous out of all of them even before you two were dating she never really worried I mean she technically is the most logical person in class 1-A

and when you guys are dating that is no exception, she completely understands you like hugging a bunch of people and that doesn’t mean that you don’t like her or anything so she doesn’t care when you hug other people to much

“you aren’t mad that I hugged ojiro for that long?” you were used to people thinking it was either weird or annoying how much you liked to hug people. she would always look at you confused “am I supposed to be offended darling? I completely trust you with whatever you do.”                                                                   

After seeing you hug kirishima for so long then him give you his hoodie with another side hug and you red in the face she definitely had some harsh thoughts. “hey momo! what happened why do you look so down?” you asked confused as momo was usually always smiling or at least not sad. she just looked away trying to avoid eye contact with you letting out a “m-may I just have a hug” you instantly wrapped your arms around her and took a smell of her hair that smelled warm and comforting kind of like a welcoming scent. But for her all she could smell was kirishima on you instead of your usual scent and she was not happy at all. "why are you wearing kirishima's jacket darling" whe said calmly not wanting to misunderstand anything your about to say. "Oh well I was really cold and so i went to kiri for a hug but then he gave me his jacket why?" She shrugged and almost let it go when she remembered your beat red face and her face automatically stiffened "what did he say to you if you don't mind telling me darling" she said softly still not wanting to come off standoffish. "O-oh um he said I could've asked you to make me one in my exact size but I said it would rip your clothes and I didn't wanna do that and then he said "I bet that's what you were hoping to see" and it made me embarrassed" you admitted shyly and she only nodded when she saw your cheeks heat up from the embarrassing confession before pulling you back into her arms and soothingly rubbing your back for support while whispering sorry. "I can make you some tea if you'd prefer as a sorry" she said softly as you nodded in agreement and walking to her dorm together after sharing a few short loving kisses and a few smaller hugs.

[kayzume]

Pairing: Bokuto x Reader

Genre: a tiny, tiny bit of angst, but mostly fluff:>

wc: 4.1k, who knew i can pull of something this long😃

Note: This fic is my gift to @jayeray for our server secret santa, Happy Holidays to you I hope you had a great Christmas and I hope we get to talk more (timezone is sht, I must be asleep when yer online🥲)I hope this piece makes you smile:>. Also sorry for shamelessly asking three people to beta this bec im not sure about how it turned out, also bec my grammar is sht(T ^ T)—also lemme thank the internet by helping me with them vows, only edited some parts of it to fit the story better..

Beta: @thirstyforthem2dmen , @india-katsuki , @prismaintales kithes to all of u

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Life is filled with fluttering moments, these events mark something within us that would either make us...or break us. You guessed that most of your story has made you what you are today. You were walking in the park hand in hand with Koutaro and your daughter, playing with his hair while she sat on his shoulders.

“Momma can I ask something?” your daughter spoke breaking silence.

“What is it baby?” you responded

“How’d you meet dad?” she asked cocking her head to the side, much like her father when he’s curious. You smiled at her,

“Well…”

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‘The Meeting’

“Hey, Hey” you ignored whatever that was and whoever was making those annoying calls. Your face remained buried on the textbook required for your literature elective. Lost in your own thoughts and the flow of music through your earbuds, you missed the exasperated sigh that left the lips of the one and only Bokuto Kutaro, star player of the volleyball team.

“Hey miss!” tap tap the loud tapping burst your train of thoughts pulling one of your buds out, you glared at the man in front of you.

“What? You got nothing better to do buddy?!” you spat in utter annoyance.

“You’re in my seat” he replied grimly, lowkey telling you to scoot over. You, in return, refused to leave your spot; checking every nook and cranny to try and look for names or scribblings.

“Doesn’t have your name on it, you can’t stake a claim and this is school property” you argue pettily. He looked at you in disbelief.

“B-but Akaashi sits right here” he whispered, albeit to himself. You stifled a scoff, he looked so upset at the fact that he can’t sit beside this ‘Akaashi’ person. You cleared your throat and offered him the other side of your spot, which is free.

“Why don’t you sit here instead, you’d still be near your friend. I wouldn’t hinder any chatter that you decide to make” is what you told him. There’s no particular reason as to why you wouldn’t move instead, just that your pride isn’t letting you, besides his reactions are very much worth the trouble. The classroom doors creaked open, students pouring in and occupying the seats. A man with dark hair approached you, or rather the seat beside you. He eyed the person you were conversing with just now. He didn’t utter a word and took his seat beside you. A few minutes later the bells started ringing signaling the start of lectures, your professor walked in clutching big old dusty books of classic literature, your not so favorite. The only reason you were even taking this class is for the extra credits, that you most definitely do not need. You were bored and needed a new source of entertainment. For normal students this must seem ridiculous, because studying isn’t counted as a source of fun. Take note ‘normal’ you were far from normal. You’re friendless, you were having a hard time mingling with others your age. It's not that you were getting bullied, it's just you and your foreboding trust issues. You hated the feeling of betrayal and refused to remember what it was like, so as a coping mechanism you refused to make friends, or even open up to anyone.

Bokuto was upset that he didn’t get to sit beside Akaashi, he was a year ahead but the volleyball coaches as much as they hate to prevent him from playing official games, he was failing english literature and needed to keep up his grades in order to enter the court again. Easier said than done, his literature class held him back from moving further. His professor sponsored his letter so that he will only be held back by one subject and not the whole year, all he had to do now is pass the semester with flying colors, and so far he was having a hard time. That’s the reason he needed to sit near Akaashi so the later can help him with his studies, then this woman came out of nowhere and taking his seat is not helping the least bit and he hates it.

“L/N-san we would like to request your assistance” your professor spoke in a low voice. Assistance in what matter, it seems important that it looks almost impossible to refuse.

“I’d be glad to lend a hand, but with what, sensei you rarely ask for favors it feels new” you replied

“Please tutor Bokuto Kotarou, he’s an oncoming senior but has been held back by this subject. If he fails one more time he’d have to repeat the whole year, and this might also put a bad name for his sports scholarship” She explained, you looked at the profile of the student you need to tutor, it was him, the guy with condiments hair.

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“Condiments hair?” your daughter asked in confusion

“Mom was so mean right?? She called dad condiments, do I look like a bottle of ketchup baby?” Koutaro countered on your daughter with faux pity.

“Oh please, your hair is literally salt and pepper, and yeah you looked like a bottle of ketchup when you blush” you chuckled responding to them.

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‘The Courtship’

It’s been five months since you started teaching Kotarou, and the two of you were past the last name formalities. He was still the same as when you first met, loud and annoying. But you’d never tell him that, because as you’ve observed he has times where he just suddenly drops his attitude and becomes sort of gloomy head in the clouds type of persona. It was confusing and downright weird.

You were at the library looking for articles that can support your paper. It was 6pm, you were hungry and sleepy from studying the whole day, and you were starting to get bored. But since your paperwork is nowhere near done you just couldn't leave.

You heaved a deep sigh and rubbed your now strained eyes, feeling the drowsiness trying to pull you into passing out.

BAM.

You suddenly jolted in your seat, you looked at your side where the loud thump came from. Koutaro was pulling the seat beside you.

“What are you doing here? Don’t you have practice” you asked him, he rarely— almost never skips his volleyball practices.

He sat down properly and jingled a bag in your face.“I had a feeling you’d be hungry by now, I heard from Akaashi that you’re pulling all nighters for your class paper, besides we didn't have session today too, and yes, I have practice today” He replied so calmly it weirded you out a bit.

“Then what—” you started asking again when he rudely pressed his pointing finger at your lips. You were so tempted to bite him.

“I ditched, because of our session” he told you, “and also because I want to bring you some food” he continued.

“Kou, we don’t have sessions during Fridays. You specifically asked me to skip tutoring you on Fridays because you said you want to spend this day hanging out with your friends” you replied to his nonsense. You’re grateful that he thought of you and brought you food, but also you didn’t want to take away his personal time with his friends.

“Uhh y/n, you are my friend too so technically I’m still hanging out and spending my time wisely” he told you while opening a bag of pretzels for the two of you to share. You were thankful you picked the most isolated wing of the library to study or else you two would’ve been kicked out from munching loudly.

You blushed a shade of pink not because he said he sees you as a friend, your cherry blossom cheeks represent the embarrassment and lowkey disappointment that you felt knowing that a friend is all that you will be to him.

“I meant special. You’re a very special friend y/n, and that I hope you’ll allow me to offer you more than a special friendship…” he trailed off looking deeply in the depths of your pooling eyes. You can’t help but feel overwhelmed at the butterflies that started storming from within you. If you were a cherry blossom before, you’d definitely be a red rose now.

“Whatever do you mean by that?” you asked him sheepishly, lowering your head to shield him from seeing you in such an unsightly state. You fiddled with your hands whilst waiting for him to give you an answer.

“Y/n, C-can I court you?” He replied with a sweet smile.

‘The Answer’

It’s been a couple of months since Bokuto’s confession and up to this day you still feel giddy about it. Who would’ve thought that you’ll attract someone the complete opposite of you.

Whenever he visits your dorm or whenever you accompany each other somewhere he doesn’t fail to do something sweet to show his affection towards you. You were having mixed feelings whether to give him a chance or not. ‘Relationships are scary’ you thought, but the idea of him doing those sweet things for others gives a painful churn within you. He invited you to attend a game of his and cheer for him.

“Cheers for goodluck” is what he said the last time you met, which was the day before. You entered the gym, the bright lights blinding your sight. Lightly covering up you headed for the bleachers.

The place was already packed from students and other volleyball patrons. You see some free seats, only to be disappointed when they were actually reserved, you turn to leave for a new place when,

“Y/n!! where are you going? Your seat is right here!!” you craned your neck to where the voice came from only to see Koutaro waving at you. He walked to where you were.

“Sit here and cheer for me as loud as you can” he told cracking a beautiful smile. He wasn’t even doing anything special but you could feel the hotness creeping it’s way from your neck to your cheeks.

“O-okay, do your best out there” without even thinking your body moved on its own to give him a peck on his cheeks. His face contorted in surprise, you thought you did something wrong that it made you a little bit conscious, as you we’re pulling away he held your hand and you stared at his blushing face.

“Do it again” he almost sounds commanding if not for his hands slightly shaking in yours

“W-what...I’m sorry my body moved on it’s own” you started,

“Do it again...to double the luck” is what his reply was, you looked down feeling the loud thumping of your heart in your chest you quickly gave his other cheek a peck.

“G-go now, I think the game is about to start” you shoo him away as you try to calm yourself down. You can’t believe you kissed someone. And in public too. For other people it may not be a big thing but for you, that kiss felt special.

(Game goes, 4th Set)

They were at match point and as the game goes, Koutaro suddenly went on his ‘emo mode’, he was dumbfounded just standing there. You looked worried, there was no way they’re going to lose.

“Just one more point” you whispered to yourself, the ball was set and it looks like Koutaro will go for a shot, he still looked out of it. He needs to get out of his slump. An idea came to mind, it was so unlike you to do something like that but you closed your eyes and just goes for it.

“Take that shot and win!!” you screamed the loudest that you can. You saw him stiffen and slowly he ran and jumped, he spiked the ball so hard it bounced with a hard thud, you almost thought it left a mark on the floor. You heard the loud cheers and a loud buzz, signaling that the game comes to a close.

You sighed in relief to see that your little stunt helped him. You were about to go to and congratulate him when he meets you somewhere in the middle.

“Did I do great y/n-chan?” he asked, his eyes sparkling in anticipation almost as if waiting for a praise.

“You did absolutely great, I had fun watching you,I’m sorry I barely cheered loud, I’m not used to public gatherings like this” you shook your head in embarrassment

“Thank you for cheering me on, uhh y/n since we won, don’t you think it’s fitting that i get a gift from you” he told you. You were a bit puzzled, you didn’t get him anything.

“I- I didn’t get you anythi—” you started only to be cut off by him asking,

“Can I please date you now?”

You smiled at him, “Yea sure”

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“I don’t get it, what was the gift that you gave him, if you didn’t buy him one” she asked again tilting her head

“I gave him my answer” you only smiled on her more evident confusion

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‘The Veil and The Bow’

“Calm down Bokuto-san, everything is perfect” Akaashi told Bokuto as they waited for the large wooden doors to open. It has been 5 years since the two of you started going out and 6 months since he proposed. When you said ‘yes’ to his impromptu proposal he couldn’t believe his ears, at first he was worried and ready to pass it off as a joke but then…

“LET'S GO FOR A DRIVE!!” Koutaro screamed out of nowhere, you gave him a look. Raising an eyebrow in confusion you asked,

“Right now?” he must be joking you thought

“Why not?” he asked dumbly, cocking his head to the side

“Uhh..Kou, it’s 11pm.” you told him nonchalantly, you continued filing on your laptop when you felt him tug at your shirt.

“What?” you asked him without looking, he tugged again. This time as you take on his face, he bit his pouty lips and looked at you straight in the eyes as if begging.

“Really? Where are we even going?” you asked him again whilst standing up and slipping on your warmer.

He looked so excited he rushed to get his keys when he came back to you. He engulfed you in a big hug, snuggling his face in the crook of your neck.

He let out a small “Thank you”

Feeling his hot breath tickling your neck, you gently pushed him off.

“Are we just gonna stand and hug here?” you jabbed him jokingly as if to hide your reddening cheeks. He held your hand and guided you to his awaiting car. You’ve been driving for quite a while, just seeing where the night takes the two of you.

It took you the beach

You walked on the cold sand hand in hand. It was dark and chilly, you shuddered and Koutaro held you close to him, you heard him squeak,

“What was that? Did you say something?” you asked him just to make sure.

“We’re here” he announced, you looked at your surroundings only to see a gazebo all set up with candles, a picnic blanket and plush pillows. You looked at Koutaro stunned

“T-this is all planned?” you asked him stunned at the effort he pulled. No wonder he badly wants to go. You felt warm through the cold on how sweet he was

“You looked so stressed with work I thought that a date will cheer you up even a little” he told you as he fiddled with his hands, even though he was slightly looking down you can clearly see his reddish ears. You couldn’t contain yourself so you tiptoed and kissed him.

“Thank you Kou, having you around is already calming to me, but you did all this too, you’re so sweet, i love you you’re the best thing I could ever ask for” you told him while caressing his cheeks.

He moved his hands to engulf yours, he slowly pushed your hands of to his mouth, giving your palms a peck.

“No, thank you y/n for giving me a chance to be with someone like you,” he told you as he stared at you lovingly.

The night goes by and the two of you ate, laughed, and told each other stories. You two were lying quietly staring at the stars glittering in the night sky.

Sigh.

You looked at Koutaro after he heaved that deep sigh.

“Hey, something wrong” you nudged him a little.

“Nothing...it’s just that I want us to stay like this forever, happy and contented, say y/n, can I ask you something?” he replied, you were curious as to what he was going to ask it seems like a big deal to him.

“Hmm?” you hummed in response

“Y/n...will you stay with me for as long as you can..i mean forever..i mean as long as we can, Can we stay with each other” he asked you in almost a whisper

“Are you—” you were about to ask when he looked at you in all seriousness.

“Y/n L/n, will you marry me?” you can’t keep the surprise in your face, you blushed deeply, it was weird for him to be this serious, but you’re not gonna lie you like this side of him too, you stared at him for a hot minute and cracked your sweetest smile.

“I thought you’d never ask”

The big doors cracked open, the music flowing, Bokuto stared as you walk to where he was, at the altar, waiting.

As the wedding goes on, it was finally time to say your vows, you looked at Koutaro who is now holding a microphone on his left hand and his right gripping into yours,

“Since the day I met you, I knew you were a special woman. And even though I suck at Literature,it will forever be my favorite subject that I ever enrolled in. From that day forward that I met you in that god forsaken class, I became a true believer that you do not find true love, but true love finds you.

You, more than anyone else, know my insecurities and weaknesses and still never make me feel inadequate. You have always loved me without reservations. You praise me in a way I never thought was possible and because of you, I am the best man I can be.

I cannot promise I will always be the perfect husband, but I promise to love you through the good times and bad. To choose our love every single day. I promise to always fight with you and for you, never against you. I promise to always be your biggest fan, confidant and best friend. I promise to remember we are not perfect—only perfect for each other. I promise to love you without hesitation or boundaries from this day forward, for the rest of my life.

Thank you for being the woman of my dreams and the best partner I could ever ask for. Thank you for being the pillar that my wacky soul has always needed and I will forever be your wings. Everything in me recognizes your heart as my home and your arms, my shelter.

You are my better half and very best friend. I will love you, honor you, respect and cherish you in sickness and health, through sorrows and success, for all the days of my life. I am forever yours."

You bit your lip to calm yourself from sobbing into his heartfelt words. You felt his love from every single thing that he spewed out. You were thankful to where you are now, you were thankful to god that gave you a man like Bokuto Koutaro to love you. As you dab away the heavy tears on your face and as clear your throat you tell him your vows in return.

“I want so badly to be able to explain all the love I have for you. Not the love of butterflies and stomach knots—but more the blurring of self and the entanglement with another soul. Love is a word that is much too soft and used far too often to ever describe the fierce, infinite and blazing passion that I have in my heart for you. You are a million dreams and a million prayers of a little girl come true. You are kind. You are silly. You are intelligent—in your own way. Your laugh is contagious and you can put away an entire ice cream cake in one sitting like nobody else can. You acknowledge my strengths and accept my faults. You make me want to be a better person every day. I take you as you are now, tomorrow and for eternity to come, to be my husband.

Even when the day comes that we're old and gray, I promise to always see you with the same eyes and the same heart that I see you with at this exact moment. So today, I vow to honor you and respect you, support you and encourage you. I promise to dream with you, celebrate with you, and walk beside you through whatever life brings. I vow to laugh with you and comfort you during times of joy and times of sorrow. I promise to always pursue you, to fight for you, and love you unconditionally and wholeheartedly for the rest of my life. You are my best friend and I'm the luckiest person on Earth to call you mine."

As you finished your vows you couldn’t help the cracking of your voice, you felt hot tears flow from your eyes, you looked at him as he wipes all of them away.

“Shhh..don’t cry, everyone might get the wrong idea” Koutaro told you as he dabbed on your face. You only chuckled at him, he’s far too precious and you’re lucky to be able to witness it.

“You’re the one getting the wrong idea Kou, these are happy tears. Finally we’re binded forever and always.” you smiled at him as the priest continues on the ceremony

“Forever and always” he whispered back at you as the two of you we’re slipping on your wedding rings.

The priest announced “I pronounce you man and wife, may you live long and build a happy life together.”

He kissed you as the cheers filled the room.

‘The Life’

“Kou!! Go and chase Kaori!!” you instructed your husband to follow your daughter as she ran around away from you. She’s so much like her father, in personality and in looks. You had her 3years ago, and now you would’ve chased her yourself if not for your heavy bulging stomach. You were 7 months in your second pregnancy and everything was hard to do. Thank god for Koutaro, even though he was busy because of his job as a professional athlete he always make sure to make time for you, he always comes home early and makes sure throughout the day that you’re feeling fine. At times he will bring your daughter along to work to lessen the things that you have to think about for the day.

Today was special, he took a day off to take the threeof you to the park. You were tired from playing with the two of them the whole day. So you decided that the three of you should rest a bit, but your child has other plans of her own as soon as you situated yourself on a bench she hopped off and ran. That was why you asked your husband to chase her off to bring her back. The two of them was now in your line of sight, you didn’t want to scold your daughter but, she was extremely hyper and you didn’t want her to trip and fall then hurt herself.

“Bokuto Kaori, you do not just go and run away, against mom’s request, what if you hurt yourself?” you asked her as gentle as you can, even so she still whimpered at you scolding her. She looked at you with big teary eyes.

“I’m so sowwy momma, I only went to go pick these flowers for you” she answered you as she took out three wildflowers from her back, you cooed at how sweet she was. You waved at her to come close and she did, you engulfed her in a loving embrace kissing her temples lightly,

“Aww thank you baby,” you looked up to see Koutaro surprisingly quiet. He was staring at the two of you, he was filled with love and he was grateful for the family you two built together.

“Can I join that hug?” he asked, you opened your arms as he rushed into them almost crushing your daughter in between. The three of you laughed while coddled like that. You looked up at the sky, thankfully smiling.

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