#... alright I'm rambling now. imma go

[djljpanda]

I'd have a request, if I can.

Wednesdayx fem!reader where reader is a 17 yo actress.

After the gargoyle fall, Wednesday wakes up in.. A set? That's not Nevermore anymore, people keep calling her Jenna and she's just "wtf??"

Everyone think that Jenna's pranking them but that's not true at all, the only one who actually believes and understands that there's something weird, is Reader.

So Y/N helps Wednesday to finds out how to come back at her world, host her at her trailer, explains to her how to act like Jenna Ortega.

The two of them grew feelings for each other and they even share a kiss (the first one for Wednesday).

When they find out how to fix that mess, they understand that they'll live in two different worlds, they'll never be able to see each other anymore but Jenna need to come back at her home. How this is ending, it's on you :)

I Like This Idea.

You knew Jenna for a good while now so after shooting the gargoyle scene and her acting strange after that. You excused the both of you to her trailer as 'Jenna' sat down in front of you.

"So you are saying you are Wednesday Addams" "Yes, are you the one who brought me here?" "Nope but how can you be Wednesday if you are Jenna?" "I apologize if you think I'm this Jenna but you have to help me get back...your name?" "Y/n L/n and yes we will fix this some how but I need you to do something for me".

It was going to take time for you and Wednesday to find out what truly happen and how to get her back you had to teach her how to be Jenna. So lucky for you the two of you had enough time before recording again. I'm not doing none of that" "But you have to or the government might come in on this".

After more explaining Wednesday was out acting like Jenna as you went to work.

One night Jenna or Wednesday was over at your place as you are the only one who knows what os going on but also the one where she can truly be herself.

As Wednesday was in your living room as she was watching a horror movie on your Tv and you were in your room on your computer trying to figure out what could have happen to bring Wednesday.

As much as you liked Wednesday she was not your Jenna and it hurt you more because before the gargoyle shoot you two have gone on a date together and she had promise another one that night as last time you both left it off with a kiss. You had decided to turn off your computer and to relax for a bit and went to go see what Jen-Wednesday was up to.

You had walked in seeing how she was about to put on another movie when she notice you walked in from your room. "So watcha trying find" "Another movie to watch" "Well how about we just watch some scary stories instead?" "That is alright".

You had put on some scary stories that you and Jenna would watch together when you two would be getting ready to go out. As you were talking about what you had found about Wednesday situation she just stared at you as you rambled on and on about witch craft. Wednesday always liked a girl who was into witch craft. But for the past few days she had be getting feelings that are making her sick but not the "Imma die by vomiting" sickness. She had wondered about till she remember how Enid said she felt when talked about her boyfriend, Was she inlove?

As the video was over you had notice the time and thought it was time to go to sleep as you do have to go over some lines tomorrow. But when you turned towards Wednesday she was starting at you but not like an evil or mean but she looked just like your Jenna in the moment as you remember that was how she looked at you during your guys date.

You got up quickly as you said goodnight and rushed towards your room. Only to be stopped by Wednesday, "Y/n you make me feel all these weird things that I don't like" "Oh well sorry for that-" "But I like weird things that torture me".

In that moment you and Wednesday didn't know how it happen but it did as you parted away from Wednesday lips and in the moment you leaned in for another but soon you remember again that she wasn't Jenna and that broke your heart as you would have to break it to her.

But for another month you two were together like dating together. But than you figured out how to get Wednesday back and first you were happy you can finally bring Jenna back but you would have to leave Wednesday. It was a rough night as you had to tell her but she understood.

So the next night you two were in your bathroom with the bathwater cold and the room dark only lit by candles. "So I will push your head down and I will chant your words and after counting to ten in your head you should rise up to your world", you said looking down at her with your notebook in hand with the words to say. "Y/n before I go I just wanted to say th-thank you for helping me" "No problem Wednesday but can you do something for me when you get back to your world" "What is it?".

"Find me or find my character I should say. Find them and become friends have with them on what we had and that is all I ask" "That does sound awful and that's why I love your way of thinking". "I hope to see you in the next life Wednesday I really do, now this might hurt" "Don't worry I dreamed of someone doing this to me", that is when you shoved her head in the water. You said your chant counting to ten after than letting go as Jenna rose from the bathtub. "Oh hi Y/n I didn't hear you come in" " Well you better hurry you promised you will help me with my lines" "Alright lover girl I'll be out soon just wait for me".

You went outside and as much as you loved how Jenna was back you felt a little bad for Wednesday but you can only hope she can find love in her world.

Wednesday was now heading back to her dorm till she heard a familiar voice. When she checked out her nightmares came true, it was you.

[infinite-ticking-clock37]

Alright fellas, here's Infinites thoughts on III 17

!!SPOILERS BELOW!!

(Also CW for SilverCandle (for one of my moots))

Alright, so first off imma say I LOVED THIS EPISODE SO MUCH LIKE HOLY MOLY, IT WAS DIFFERENT FROM THE REST OF THE EPISODES IN A VERY GOOD WAY AND IT WAS FUNNY AS HELL TOO

Honestly SO GLAD that this was just to make extra episodes and not that the contestants help writing, idk why but I'm jus happy about thay

Sadly there wasn't much Silverloon this episode BUT WE GOT SOME SILVERCANDLE! AND I LIKE SILVERCANDLE SO THIS IS A WIN!!

Love his face bro omg. BRO IF THE OBJECTS CAN BLUSH THEN WE TOTALLY COULD'VE GOTTEN THE PART IN III 16 WHEN SILVER BLUSHES WHEN BALLOON COMPLIMENTS HIM AW MAN, tho this was very cute

THEN WE GOT MORE OF SILVERS INNER FLAME WHICH IS AMAZINGG

Sad that my theory on him setting on fire like a torch when his Inner flame comes out is wrong but yk we live on this is still cool (where's the cool third eye tho)

THEN WE GOT THE SUDDEN APPEARANCES OF CHEESY, PAPER, AND COINY FROM BFDI FOR SOME REASON

(didn't get a good screenshot of Coiny) also hfj one challenge real omg (I say we nominate Balloon to play the baby tomato/Charlie)

Oh god what to I talk about now uhhhhhhhhh OH YES

So much second hand embarrassment with that animation machine EVERYTIME, I CANT WATCH III 9 WITHOUT HAVING TO SKIP AHEAD FROM THE EMBARRASSMENT OF THE SHOWS, NOTHING GOOD COMES OUTTA THAT DAMN MACHINE AND THATS FINAL. (A little funny tho)

And to top this all off, GOODBYE NICKEL, YOU WILL BE MISSED!! FAREWELL

ok Nickels gone this means Silverloon has more opportunities for interactions =D /hj

Aww this is sweet I like this this is cute

Aww I'm slowly starting to like Nickloon a bit more aww-

OH WHAT THE FUCK AHH SPRINGY GO BACK DOWN THERE WHAT THE HELL I KNEW WE COULDN'T TRUST THAT DAMN WALKY TALKY WHAT THE HELL AHHHHHHH-

Anyways some final notes here

- Silver Spoon has a big fuckin crush on Candle

- Balloon is amazing at card towers

- Cabby can't draw for shit

- Springy is coming back

- fuck you Walky Talky lady

- II and BFDI are in the same universe

- Balloon can only befriend coins like the socially awkward guy he is (relatable I kin Balloon sm after that actually)

- Silver Spoon is amazing with cartoons

- i hate the animation machine

Thanks you for listening to me ramble about this episode there is just so much to talk about in this

[nilolol30]

Could you pleaseeee do a N x murder drone f!reader where reader says that she likes him🏃‍♀️and how would he react

HES SO CUTE IMMA DIENENDDNHFB😊

Hope you have a great day and thank you🙏

I'm quite bad with confession scenes so sorry if its a bit cringey oh and Y/L means your letter XD

Today was the day you left N a small letter he didn't have a room so when he was distracted you taped it to his back hoping it wouldn't fall of when he's flying and made sure to put your designation letter on so he doesn't think it's a mean letter from J.

It simply just said you wished to talk to him privately on top of an old human tower it looked like it was going to fall any minute but somehow it still stands perhaps the weather has something to do with it?

Standing in the snow you fiddled with your jacket honestly you have no idea if N would even notice the letter today but you're hoping V or J will point it out but speaking of the devil you heard and felt a crash causing the building to shake a little and you to fall over.

There N stood up surprised he even shook the building dusting the snow off his clothes he noticed you on the ground "Oh biscuits sorry about that Y/L" he says stumbling over to help you up.

"It's alright N it was an accident haha" you laughed as N helped you up and dusted the snow off your shoulders then taking a step back.

"Oh! I got your letter It took me a bit to notice it haha...what was it you wanted to talk about?" N took the letter out of his pocket and held it out for you to see.

"Right! The letter I wrote the letter I purposely left on you to find the letter for you-" you stopped yourself from rambling and let out a fake cough as N stood there smiling.

"Erm there was something I wanted to confess..." You took a quick glance at N to attempt to read his body language but he was just there smiling like the goofy guy he is.

"I like you! Like like like you... I have a crush on you!" You shouted completely flustered looking back up at N but he only had a flustered look too.

"I- forget this happened I'm sorry!" Quickly your wings opened out and as fast as you could flew away before you left you could hear a faint "Wait!" From N.

Turning your head while in the sky you can see N flying chasing after you letting your emotions take over you began to fly as fast as you can.

But suddenly you felt something wrap over your waist from behind and you begin to fall N's wings cover you and he takes the harsh fall you both groaned and N moved his wings out of your way.

"Are you crazy!" You scream grabbing his shoulders and shaking him needing something to grab onto N grabs your wrists to stop shaking and to hopefully stop you.

"Woah wait wait wait! You flew off before I got to say anything!" N squeals causing you to stop.

"I just wanted to say I feel the same way! Honestly I didn't think you'd take the lead..." N mumbled the second half of his sentence you let go of his jacket shocked.

"Really? Wait but what about your crush on V?" You asked confused.

"Well...I figured out she doesn't really feel the same way and I got over it that was awhile ago" N says sitting up suddenly I realized I was kneeling on his lap jumping up completely flustered you regained composure and helped N stand up but when he got on his feet N pulled you into a hug with his tail wrapping around you.

"Sorry but I'm really happy right now"

"Me too"

[axailslink]

Touch the parts of me you love the most

With the characters I write for Riri Williams, Shuri Udaku, Vivienne Scott (Scotty), and Jamie Harrison

Riri Williams

You smile at her as you stand in front of her in your pajamas "touch the parts of me you love the most" Riri furrows her brows "like just touch it?" You nod and she looks you up and down before grabbing your hand and spinning you around "that's a really hard choice to make" Riri sits on the floor and clings to you legs wrapped around your legs arms wrapped around your torse and she reaches as far as she can. "I love all of you...this is kind of comfortable" you glance down at her and smile "get up idiot" she shakes her head "nah I'm good imma be your koala for tonight." You laugh and smile "it's a shame this is really close to your usual height" she quickly stands up "I'm 5'8" you laugh and peck her lips "you fucking wish."

Shuri Udaku

Shuri walks in the room confused as to why you're just standing there but she asks no questions as she closes the door behind her. "Babe what part of my body do you like the most?" Shuri checks you for a fever hand gently pressing against your forehead "what?" She shakes her head and sighs "another dumb question you enjoy asking me stupid things first it was 'are you cheating on me now it's what parts of me do you like the most? You know the answer to all of these questions. I would never cheat on you you are the light to my day you are the reason I feel as if I can do anything and I love all of you even you weird shaped fucking head." You laugh at her ramble but she only shakes her head.

Vivienne Scott (Scotty)

You sit up in the bed smiling at Scotty who can't help but smile back at you "what are your favorite parts on me?" Scotty blinks obviously confused "I love everything on you" you nod "touch what you love the most though" she sits up and touches your mouth, face, arms she keeps going until she's touched every part of you. "I couldn't love one part of you more than the other they all make up you."

Jamie Harrison

You come in the flat with groceries in hand "I'm here and I come bearing gifts but first you have to do me a favor" Jamie hops off the couch grabbing a box of cereal "alright?" You smile and grab her hands "touch your favorite part of me" Jamie stands back takes you all in and starts tapping your insecurities like the back of your thighs, tummy and stretch marks. You try to hide the small smile that appears on your face but it's no use. "Can I eat now?" She looks past you at the groceries.

[roadkillremi]

Salty Tears

Randy Meeks X Gn!Reader

Pictures above don't dictate readers' looks.

MasterList

Warnings : Eating Disorder, Crying, Insecure reader, mentions not eating a lot, eat guilt. THIS IS A DARK FIC

Summary : Randy notices you've been acting strange lately. He won't leave you alone until he figures out what's wrong.

Writer note : This fic might be the most important one to me. I've been struggling with an eating disorder for a couple years now. I always found it difficult to recover or talk about it. I just thought this would be a way to let others know I'm here for them and they're not alone. Also remember people of all sizes can have eating disorders, the readers body size is not described at all.

You didn't eat much during lunch, Randy figured you just had a big breakfast. When he took you to get dinner, you'd barely eat much. Mainly a roll of bread and some water. Randy would try to bring it up but you'd dismiss it. You'd say you had a bad stomach ache or felt nauseous.

It was an average Saturday, the friend group planned a mall trip together. Stu complained saying he wanted lunch so you all stopped at the food court. You waited in line with Randy for him to order a cheese burger.

"What are you ordering?" Randy asked, observing the menu. A knot in your stomach formed, "Uh, nothing.". Randy looked at you assuming you didn't want this restaurant.

"We can wait in a different line for other food." He said softly. You shook your head, "No I'm just not hungry.". Randy bit the inside of his cheek trying to find a solution.

"Well you at least need to eat some of my fries.". He said. You nodded, "Sure." Randy kissed your cheek.

"Is everything alright?" He asked softly. You nodded, "Yeah, just a bit worn out from Stus complaining.". Randy gave you a small smile and wrapped his arm around your waist. Your chest hurts from your heart rate quickening. You panicked as you felt his hand on the side of your waist. You stood still and held your breath in.

"Imma go sit with Tatum." You smiled. Randy nodded as you walked away, you sat down at the table. Tatum tilted her head at you, "Did you get food?".

"I'm eating Randy's fries." You explained. Tatum nodded, "Yeah, Stus is getting me a chicken sandwich right now. I usually eat his fries but he gets all pissy.". Billy and Stu walked over with their food placing it on the table. Sidney trailed along behind them with her sub sandwich.

"Time to feast!" Stu declared loudly. He aggressively dug into his food. You cringed at him making a mess everywhere. Randy sat down beside you, he pulled out his fries setting them on a napkin. You grabbed one eating it while looking around.

"Is that all you're eating?" Stu said with his mouth full. You looked down at the greasy fries, "Yeah, I'm not hungry.". Stu gave you a look, " I can buy you food if money's the problem.".

"Thanks but I'm good.". You said with a small smile. Tatum shrugged it off and ate her chicken sandwich. She started rambling over some articles she read in a magazine.

"They say it's not healthy for people to not enjoy the rain.". She said looking around the table. Stu rolled his eyes, "You believe anything in a magazine.". Tatum huffed, "Like you don't believe the stupid sex tips you read.".

"I don't need any sex tips I'm already good at it." Stu laughed sticking his tongue out. Randy chewed his cheese burger and blankly looked at Stu. You leaned back in your chair and took another sad fry. Billy offered you half his sandwich but you shook your head no.

"Oh Shit" you mumbled. Randy looked at you, "What?". You covered your face with your hands, "Tonight our families are having dinner together.".

"Ooo" Stu joked, "Guess it's getting pretty serious." Tatum said with a smirk. You looked at her, "My parents are traditional when it comes to these things you know that.". Randy slowly chewed his burger, "Wait do we have to dress nice." He said with his mouth full. You nodded looking over at him, "Oh, shit" he repeated. You got up, "I need to go home and get ready then.". Randy got up picking up his trash, "Bye love birds!" Tatum called out as Stu made bird noises. You rolled your eyes grabbing Randy's hand.

You and Randy sat on the staircase in your house as both of your parents chatted. He sighed putting his elbows on his knees.

"Why do they care so much about us being together?" He asked. You shrugged, "My guess is because we both didn't date people before hand.". You rested your head on Randy's shoulder. He put his head on yours, "Are you sure you're feeling okay?".

"Yeah." You whispered. Randy put his hand on your knee, "I'm here for you if you need anything. Okay?". You nodded softly, you took a deep breath trying to clear your anxiety. Your mom walked in and called you two to dinner. You sat at the table beside each other. You and Randy would exchange looks as your parents talked.

"Y/N, try the salad I followed this recipe from my debit magazines." Your mom said passing the salad bowl. You silently took it putting a bit on your plate. Your chest tightened and you felt as if you were cracking into tiny pieces. That's when it all clicked for Randy.

He'd watch you play with your food and take small bites of things looking down. Your father would scold you for not finishing your plate. You nodded, "Sorry." You weakly said. Once dinner was over you went to your room quickly. Randy followed behind you, "Hey." He called out. You kept walking towards your room. Randy followed you, you sat on your bed breathing heavily.

"Y/N..." He said softly. You shook your head wiping your tears away. He sighed and sat beside you, "Is this why you don't eat?..". You didn't answer, Randy hugged you tightly.

"You are so [beautiful/handsome], you know that right?" He said softly. You felt yourself unraveling, Randy rubbed your back.

"You deserve to eat just like anyone else. You don't deserve to feel this way. You don't need a diet or to lose weight.". He whispered. You leaned into him sniffling trying to hold back your tears.

"I'm not mad. No one is. I want to help you.". He tried to look at your face, you looked up at him.

"You're not?" You asked softly. He shook his head, "No, I'm just worried.". You cried in his arms, he held you closely.

"It's okay. We'll build you back up to your appetite." He said softly. You duh your face into his chest, "I'm so sorry." You said over and over. He cupped your cheek, "There's nothing to be sorry for.". You just stared up at him, he gave you a small kiss.

"I love you the way you are.".

[btsgotjams27]

this is us ~ jjk | 10

jungkook finally admits what’s been on his mind.

✨ title: this is us | (sequel to all grown up) ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: m/18+ | minors dni ✨ genre/au: drama, romance, angst, fluff, smut | est!relationship, age gap, bff's younger brother ✨ playlist ✨ a/n: if you haven’t read the prequel to this, please do so here! :) you can read them here on AO3 & Wattpad

[ SERIES MASTERLIST ] | next ✨ 11 ~ the call

chapter ten ~ a blast from the past: part three | wc: 10.3k warnings: mentions of dick pics, language, reader catches up with an old flame, Alex is a menace again, reader slaps Alex, angst, angst, hard conversations, tears, tears and more tears

The following day, you received a random text while checking your phone. Staring at it for a while, debating on what to reply.

Jungkook was still in the shower, singing beautifully at the top of his lungs. You immensely missed his singing voice.

Imma leave the door open (imma leave the door open)

Imma leave the door open girl (imma leave the door open, hoping)

That you feel the way I feel

And you want me like I want you tonight, baby

You giggled at his passion. You imagined him with bubbles in his hair, holding onto the shampoo bottle, like he was putting on a private show for himself.

La-la-la, la-la-la-la (I need you, baby).

He continued humming the rest of the song before shutting off the water, which snapped you back to reality, remembering to respond to the text you received.

When he walked into the bedroom, he was still indistinctly singing away, flashing a smile when he saw you sitting with crazy bedhead hair.

God, he looked so good after a shower. It was something you'd never be over.

"Morning..." you said coyly, trying not to sound weird about what you would tell him, but he could tell something was up.

"Hi..." Jungkook remarked with a cocked eyebrow, sliding open the closet door and grabbing a navy blue crewneck sweater.

"So...my ex-boyfriend texted me," you said sheepishly, avoiding his gaze.

"U-jin?!" his eyes widened, the towel on his waist nearly slipping from his hand. "That jerk?! I'll beat his ass."

You waved your hand, indicating a hell no. "No, not him. Gross. The one before him."

"Baby...how many boyfriends did you have before me?" he joked.

Honestly, he didn't care. You could have had a string of guys, but he wanted to be your last - hopefully.

"Stop--I didn't have that many...Kenji is an ex from college."

You never needed to explain your past to Jungkook, nor did he bother to ask. You'd tell him if he was curious. You were an open book with nothing to hide - well, about men, at least.

"...what about him?" he asked, not caring now that he knew it wasn't U-jin. Then he went back to picking out his outfit for work.

"He said he wanted to catch up."

It was so out of the blue that even you were intrigued by his text. And you were clearly in love with Jungkook, so you didn't see any reason why it would be wrong to see him after all these years.

"Oh, okay," he shrugged. "Go for it."

Your eyebrow quirked up. "You're fine with it?" You thought there would be a bit more pushback from him. You were sad that there wasn't even an ounce of curiosity or jealousy about Kenji.

He smiled. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You're not jealous or anything?"

He chuckled, setting his sweater down on the bed and making his way over to you. "Do you want me to be jealous?"

Jungkook was jealous, alright. An ex wanting to "catch up"? But he was hardly able to say anything to you about exes.

You smiled abashedly. "No...I'm glad you trust me."

Jungkook tucked his towel to secure it. Then he cupped your face. "I love you," placing a kiss on your lips, "I trust you. I know I have nothing to worry about."

It's him that you need to worry about.

"I love you too."

"...so, what does he look like?"

You laughed. You knew something was up with Jungkook, that he wouldn't just let you slide that easy.

You started to ramble, "Oh my god, he's the best sex I ever had, he had the biggest dick I've ever seen, and he made me come ten times in one night---"

"Yah--yah! Now, I know you're lying! Ten times in one night? What is he, a psycho?!" Jungkook cried.

Scrolling through your phone, you pretend to look for non-existent photos. "Here, I'll show you dick pics. It's fucking huge," you teased again just to see his reaction.

Jungkook sat down, trying to steal your phone, but you held it out of reach. "Yah! Yah! The only dick pics you need are mine."

Jungkook insisted on driving you to your meeting with Kenji, probably to try and get a glimpse of him or something, but you didn't mind.

"So, what's he like?" Jungkook asked meekly, eyes on the road in front of him.

"Who? Kenji?"

He hummed.

"In college, he was such a babe. He was also sweet and caring but always haunted by his past. He didn't have the best home life, you know?" you paused, "And so, we kind of bonded over that."

"Why did you guys break up?"

"He cheated on me with an actress he was working with," you shrugged. It happened so long ago that you didn't care much because you were different back then. "Guess I wasn't the muse he was looking for," you chuckled lightly.

Jungkook mouthed an oh. Fuck, he thought. This Kenji guy cheated on you too?

You leaned over, kissing Jungkook, opening the car door as he dropped you off in front of the breakfast spot. He rolled down his window, calling out to you, "Baby."

"Yes, boyfriend?"

"Can we talk later?"

Your expression softened, "Of course." You wondered when he would be ready to say what was on his mind. You mumbled, 'I love you,' before turning around.

"Baby," Jungkook called out again. You turned back, eyebrows quirked, humming in response. "Behave," he teased.

You chuckled, shaking your head, holding out your pinky, linking it to his. "Promise."

It's been ten years since you last saw your ex-boyfriend, Kenji. You'd consider him your first love. He was a few years older than you and working towards becoming a writer/director, so the two of you had much in common.

He was charming, gorgeous, and overall a beautiful human, but he was a tormented soul, and it came out in his writing and films. He was the definition of a bad boy with the worst habits, though you wouldn't think so when you first set your eyes on him. A bit surprising now to look back and see you with this type of guy, and no one would peg you falling for someone like him.

When you got to the restaurant, you recognized him instantly, and it looked like he had already started the party without you.

You rolled your eyes, walking over to the table. "Having fun already?"

The table was filled with a few bottles of wine and champagne glasses; it was only nine in the morning. He reeked of cigarettes, which you always hated, but he still looked so good after all these years.

 When he found your eyes, a tiny flicker of butterflies suddenly found its way into your stomach, and it seemed like you had stepped back in time to the 23-year-old you.

He stood up and greeted you with a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "Ugh, I've missed you so much." He held your hands, pulling away to get a better look, shifting his gaze to you, raking from head to toe. "Mm..."

You hit him on the arm, urging him to stop his thoughts of trying to get back together. "Kenji--I have a boyfriend. Behave yourself." You needed to clarify if he had other things on his mind.

Kenji groaned. "What a lucky man, then. I'm so jealous of whoever he is." He smirked, gesturing for you to sit in the seat across from him. "You look so good, baby."

You rolled your eyes again. "What did I just say? Hmm?" you said, placing your purse next to you.

He threw up his hands. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll stop."

You shook your head, smiling to yourself. He was always like this - flirty, suave, cheeky. One of the many ways he swept you off of your feet.

After a few glasses of wine in the early morning and chit-chatting about life, you wanted to understand why he contacted you. He kept rambling on and on about an actress that he was working with, but you interrupted.

"Kenji, why did you ask me to come here today? I know you, and you always have something up your sleeve."

"I can't get anything past you, huh?"

You shook your head. "Well, go on..."

Kenji cleared his throat. "Someone passed your script along to me and asked if I wanted to be a part of the project."

Oh. You definitely were not expecting to hear that from him. "And you're here to ask for my permission?"

He nodded. "I know when we parted ways, we promised not to be involved in each other's lives even if they happen to cross, but I love your script, and it would be an honor to work with you."

You were taken aback by his compliment. You knew it took a lot for Kenji to compliment anyone's work, especially yours.

"What do you say, baby?"

You glared at the pet name. "How long do I have to think about it?"

"A week. If you don't say yes to me, then they're considering Choi Won-shik. I think he showed interest too."

You cringed at the name because he was the worst director to work with possibly. You'd heard horror stories from other writers and actors. At this point, Kenji was the better option.

"Well, you have my number, and I hope you say yes."

While breakfast was over, you stood outside the restaurant with Kenji, the both of you waiting for your taxis.

Your eyes flickered to his. "Why?"

Kenji laughed. "Why what? Why did I pick your script?"

You hummed.

"Because you're brilliant, I was drawn to the characters. They're so flawed, tragic, passionate, and so in love, it makes me sick."

You scoffed. "You're making fun of me, huh? Because you hate all that stuff."

He shook his head, holding out his left hand, showing off his wedding ring.

"You got married."

Huh? You wouldn't have pegged him to be the kind of guy to settle down.

"I'm off the market. Got two kids too."

"I'm happy for you, Kenji. You deserve it."

"Thanks, baby--" you glared at him again, "Sorry, habit. And what about you and your boyfriend? Gonna tie the knot any time soon?"

"Me and Jungkook?"

Obviously, the two of you had been together long enough that the thought crept up and lingered on your mind way too often, but who knows what the future holds?

"Mm, I don't know, maybe one day."

Kenji's expression softened. "You deserve to be happy too. I'm serious bab--sorry, " he cleared his throat, hoping his accidental pet names wouldn't hinder your decision, "Please think about it. You know we'd be unstoppable together."

Jungkook wanted to avoid work like the plague, but there was no way out, not when the new game was in its beginning stages of production.

He closed his office door, fearing Alex could walk in at any moment and start her shenanigans again. He couldn't have a repeat of the night at karaoke. Jungkook was already beating himself up every second that he was awake. He couldn't bear the thought of facing you, but he knew he'd have to eventually. It was eating him up, keeping this secret from you, but he could already see the outcome of it.

And as Jungkook expected, he peered up from his screen to find Alex standing outside his office, quietly knocking, waiting to see if he'd be willing to see her. He quickly averted his eyes back to his screen, but as Alex does what she does best, she comes in anyway.

He sighed. "Why are you here?" he asked, crossing his arms and leaning back into his chair.

Alex timidly walked in his direction. "Can I sit? In the chair, of course."

Jungkook rolled his eyes, remembering how she sat in his lap the other day. "You're just going to sit wherever you want anyway."

She decided to stop playing games with him and sat in the chair facing his desk. "I'm sure you already heard about the lead game developer position at the new headquarters in LA."

He shrugged. "Yeah, so. What about it?"

"I'm here to convince you to take it."

Jungkook scoffed. "And why would I do that?"

Alex leaned forward. "Because...you're the best person for the job, Kook."

He went back to clicking around on his computer screen, even though he had already answered all his emails and tasks for the morning. There was no way in hell he'd leave, especially if Alex had anything to do with it. He didn't want anything to do with her after the stunt she pulled.

Alex stood up from the chair. She kept her distance because she knew he was probably still worked up from the other night. And she was right, hence him rolling back a bit in his office chair.

"Jungkook...I'm sorry about what happened at karaoke. I...don't know what came over me. You were uncomfortable, and I should have stopped."

He glared at her. Should he believe her apology? When has she ever done anything without it benefitting her?

"It's just that I hadn't seen you in so long, and I missed you, and everything we had while in college came flooding back...and then when Jin told me you were going to bring your girlfriend, I'll admit. I was jealous because she was getting the new and improved Jungkook."

He scoffed and shook his head at her sad attempt to justify her actions. She could have handled it like a grown adult instead of a childish ex-girlfriend or whatever she was. "So you knew I had a girlfriend? And you still did what you did?"

"I'm not perfect, Jungkook. You know that by now."

Still, it was no excuse, he thought. But he also wasn't in the clear either. He still touched her, kissed her, and thought about her too much these past few days.

"Don't pass up this opportunity because of me. You were given the 'Rising Star award for a reason Kook." She took a step back, giving him space to hopefully think about the job offer. She stood up and started to walk towards the door. While holding it open, she stopped and glanced back at him. "Promise me you'll think about it, okay?"

He didn't respond, quickly peering up and then back at his computer screen.

After she was gone, Jungkook exhaled a big breath, one he didn't know he was holding in.

Leave for a job in LA? No way, he thought. His life was in Seoul with you, his sister, and an upcoming niece or nephew. Those were the things he was looking forward to. But as the inevitable conversation that needed to happen was coming up, the things Jungkook was looking forward to were becoming desolate.

Catching up with Kenji was fun. It was nice to see a familiar face. But throughout the day, you couldn't stop thinking about his offer. Kenji is an obvious genius but would you be able to work professionally with your ex? People did it all the time, as you saw happen plenty of times while working in the entertainment industry. His offer was irresistible, considering the alternative director who wanted your project.

"Hey, can we talk?" Jungkook blurted as soon as you walked through the door. He was pacing back and forth, impatiently waiting for you. He had left work early because he needed to come home and prep himself for the most significant conversation the two of you would have.

"Hi. Hello, it's nice to see you too," you teased before setting your bag down and taking off your shoes. You didn't expect him to want to talk to you right as soon as you walked in the door.

Jungkook walked over, pressing a kiss on your lips before apologizing for being so abrupt just a moment ago. But he couldn't wait any longer, and keeping this secret from you was eating him up.

"What's up? Are you breaking up with me or something because I met up with my ex?" you asked teasingly.

Jungkook let out a half-hearted chuckle, knowing after what he was about to tell you that you might never want to talk to him again or, worse, break up with him.

"No, no...that's not it." He took your hand, pulling you over to the couch, and his appearance became somber, which twisted your expression.

"What's wrong? You're scaring me." Your eyes looked at his, searching for an answer, but it was hard to tell what he was thinking. It's been like that these past few days.

He shook his head, shifting his position on the couch to make himself more comfortable. His lips began quivering as he tried to get the words to tell you what's been going on with him. He kept shifting towards you, then away from you, repeating a few times. Jungkook brought your hand and set it on top of his, gently caressing it, letting him know it was okay - that whatever he needed to say would all be okay.

Jungkook inhaled a few deep breaths, closing his eyes and trying his best to ready himself for this conversation. He loudly cleared his throat, mustering the courage to spit it out finally. "You remember when I went out to karaoke with Jin-hyung and invited you, but you couldn't make it?"

"Yeah," you said with a smile, "...what about it? Did you do something you regret? Like pick the wrong song?" you joked with him.

"Baby...I'm being serious here."

"Ah--okay, sorry," you held your hands up, telling him you'll stop, "Go on. I'm all ears."

"Well...we took a colleague out to karaoke because they've never been to Seoul and wanted to show them a good time."

"Right..."

"And the colleague just happens to be my ex-girlfriend from college."

You tilted your head, briefly remembering the name in the text - Alex. You supposed that name could be unisex. You automatically assumed it was a guy, but it was a girl who happened to be Jungkook's ex-girlfriend. You didn't say anything and just mouthed an 'oh.'

You should have gone to karaoke.

"She suddenly showed up at my workplace out of nowhere, and I didn't even know she worked for our company, and you know...Jin-hyung being Jin-hyung, he invited her out to karaoke, again wanting to show her a good time in Seoul, and that's why I asked if you wanted to go out. Then you texted back saying you couldn't make it, and then---" he speedily said all this before stopping.

"And then what?" you asked as your eyebrows drew together in confusion.

Jungkook lowered his head. He didn't want to say the next part, but he knew he had to.

"And then what, Jungkook?" you asked again with a firmer tone.

He couldn't even look you in the eye, so you felt whatever he had to say wasn't good. Jungkook licked his lips, bringing his hand to cover his mouth, before groaning. He was in pure agony over the following few words he'd have to spit out.

But you almost didn't want to hear what Jungkook had to say because you didn't want your illusion of him being the perfect boyfriend to be destroyed.

So you did it for him. "Did you kiss her?" It was the only logical thing you could think of to make Jungkook so scared of sharing his feelings these past few days, and it would explain his behavior.

Fuck. It hurt even to ask that question, and this was like Kenji and U-jin all over again.

The silence in the air was deafening.

"She--she cornered me, and I don't know what happened, but I just kind of froze," he paused for a beat, "and then I touched her."

You felt like the silence in the room was mocking you, laughing in your face. It was as if there wasn't enough shit being piled on top of your life. The world said, "hey, you can handle one more shitty thing, can't you?" You didn't know if you were dreaming or if this was all a prank that life was pulling on you.

She cornered him? Is Jungkook putting the blame on her right now?

You looked around the room, then back at Jungkook and your heart sank to the pit of your stomach. He touched her? Where? You didn't even wanna go there, but your mind already did.

And he just froze? How does someone freeze up in a moment like that? Jungkook must be twice her size, and something wasn't connecting.

"Say something," Jungkook muttered quietly while trying to gauge your reaction.

Honestly, you were shocked, trying to wrap your mind around what he had just told you. "Tell me again. Tell me what happened again."

Jungkook frowned. He didn't want to and didn't want to recount the shitty thing he didn't stop from happening. The guilt had been eating away at him for days, so much so that he could barely keep any food down. This was the last thing he ever wanted to happen.

He chewed on his bottom lip before recounting what happened between him and Alex. Even though he repeated the story more clearly and concisely. The only thing you felt was a deep ache in your heart.

This is what you were afraid of - history repeating itself.

He stared at you, studying your face, wondering when you let go of his hand and if he should retake it, but he decided against it. "Baby..."

You grunted at him, not returning his gaze, instead staring at a dust bunny that collected underneath your coffee table. You couldn't dare look at him now for fear of bursting into tears.

He reached up, cupping your cheek, gently caressing it, making you turn to him. Jungkook saw your lips trembling, tears threatening to fall from the corners of your eyes. You were biting the inside of your cheeks to stop yourself from making an agonizing cry.

Of all people, you never thought Jungkook would ever be the one to hurt you. You'd thought it would be the other way around, and there was still time for that.

Neither of you was perfect, and it may be time to stop putting Jungkook on a pedestal. Just because he treated you better than your previous boyfriends doesn't mean you wouldn't disappoint each other at one point.

"What's going on? What's on your mind? Please talk to me."

Jungkook was desperate. Desperate to hear anything from you at this point. Even if it would hurt to hear that you hated him, he'd rather hear that than say that you didn't want to be with him.

"Kenji. U-jin. Jungkook. You know what they all have in common?"

He looked at you with remorse in his eyes. It stung Jungkook to hear you mention your exes' names in the same sentence as his. He didn't want to be compared to them, and he knew he was better than them, or so he thought. He shook his head no, clenching his jaw, unsure of what you'd say, though he had an inkling feeling.

"You're all the same," you confessed. You knew it was unfair to compare Jungkook to Kenji and U-jin. It was hard not to when you kept choosing men who continued to crave attention from other people who were not you.

Jungkook shook his head. "No, no. I'm not like your exes."

You scoffed. "Either you're all the same, or there's something wrong with me. Take your pick," your eyes began to glisten, your voice going up an octave. "Why else would the three guys I've been with all cheat on me?... That's it, isn't it? It's me. What else could it possibly be?" you repeatedly nodded, starting to believe it was you after all.

It hit him like a ton of bricks, but he figured you were implying that he cheated on you. The line was blurry to him, a gray area, and he didn't consider it cheating. But he now understood your definition of it.

"But I didn't---"

"Didn't what, Jungkook? Feel her up?" You jerked away from his embrace, leaving space in between.

"She made me---"

Your eyes widened. "Alex didn't make you do anything you didn't want to," voice raised just a smidge. You couldn't believe him, shifting the blame back on her.

He could've stopped her, but he didn't. He let it happen, and he'll never forgive himself for it.

"I'm sorry-"

"Is--is that why you fucked me like a madman the other night?"

Your mind wandered back, your heart pounding at the thought of Jungkook touching someone else just before fucking you.

His silence spoke volumes. He didn't need to say anymore to prove that you were right.

"I gotta go, Kook. I can't be in the same room as you right now," you said. Your lungs were filled to their capacity, and the breaths in your throat caught as you took small gasps of air, trying your best to suck up any signs of crying.

Rushing to the door, slipping on your shoes and coat, you grabbed your keys when Jungkook called out to you and tried to stop you from leaving, but you argued for him to let you go or else you'd scream.

After slamming the door closed, Jungkook cried, falling to the floor and punching the ground before him. He debated if he should run after you and try to talk to you, but maybe the two of you needed space to calm down and think clearly because, right now, all emotions were clouding both of your judgments.

You sat outside of Yuna's for thirty minutes, silently sobbing into the crook of your arm. You could hear a few passersby whispering, but their opinions of you didn't matter - nothing did at the moment. It felt like nothing could mend the heartache you felt.

Feeling desolate and hopeless about everything happening in your life, your first instinct was to hide - to run away, but you knew that wouldn't solve anything. Instead, you went to the one person who was like home to you.

Staring at the name on the screen, you finally mustered up the courage to press the dial button.

"Yuna." You heard a soft groan from the other end of the call. "Sorry, babe, did I wake you?"

"Mm, I'm up. What's going on?"

"Can I come up? I'm outside of your place."

Yuna began shuffling from under the covers. "Everything okay?"

"I'll tell you when I get there."

Quietly, you knocked on her door, and when she opened it, she found you with mascara running, a reddened nose with sniffles, and the saddest smile she's ever seen on you.

She gasped, holding her arms for you, pulling you into an embrace, cradling you as a mother would. Her baby bump was beginning to show, so you made sure to be gentle when hugging her.

The two of you sat on her couch. You lay in her lap near her belly, arms wrapped around her as she gently caressed your hair. She didn't ask you anything. She just sat there, ready when you were.

You stared blankly through her window, watching the city lights twinkle away like nothing was wrong, but that was hardly the case for you. Everything was wrong.

Finally, you sat up, leaning back against the leather couch and turning to Yuna. "Make me a promise."

She nodded. "Yeah, of course, anything."

You sighed. "Promise me you won't kill your brother."

Her eyes widened, giving you a 'what did he do this time' look. She straightened, clearing her throat. She'd wait for you to explain before she went on full blast.

"Why would I kill my brother? I mean, I can name a million reasons, but please don't tell me he did something stupid."

You hesitated to tell her, switching between licking your lips and biting the inside of your cheek, a nervous habit you came to have. She stared blankly, waiting for you to continue.

There could only be one of two reactions: Yuna would calmly and rationally think about what you just told her, or she would go ballistic and throw something. Your money was on the latter.

"Jungkook kissed his ex-girlfriend," you could already see Yuna getting worked up, her chest heaving, smoke fuming from her ears, but you stopped her because you weren't done. "And, he also felt her up."

"That little motherfucker! I'm going to kill him!"

"You just said you wouldn't kill him."

"Well, I lied!" Yuna proceeded to get up, but with a baby growing in her belly, it was taking a toll on her physically. She used the armrest to push herself off, rushing to her room. "Joonie!" she cried out for Namjoon.

You stood, peering in the direction of her room. "Yu--Yuna! What are you doing?"

"Joonie! Wake up!" she cried out again, holding a sweater, reappearing from her bedroom. "Namjoon is going to hold Jungkook down while I kick my brother in the balls!" she said. "And he can't do anything to me because I'm pregnant."

Namjoon woke up, hair all disheveled, rubbing his eyes, completely confused by all the commotion. "What's going on?"

"We're going to go kill my brother," Yuna deadpanned.

You'd never seen your best friend this serious before.

Namjoon hadn't realized you were also standing in the middle of their living room. He abashedly covered his chest with his hands, walking over to his wife. "What?" he asked, gritting through his teeth.

"Yuna, stop. Please. It's late, and you're pregnant. Namjoon, go back to bed. Your wife is being irrational."

"Explain to me how you're the rational one right now. And how you're not strangling my brother?"

"Trust me. No one wants to strangle him more than I do, but Yuna, come on, sit down."

Namjoon cleared his throat. "Well, uh, if you guys don't need me, then I'm going back to bed."

Yuna sat on the couch, grabbing a pillow and shrieking into it before looking at you. "I hate him. Wha--what possible excuse could he have given you for doing what he did?"

You shrugged. "You remember how you felt when you saw Danny after all those years?" Yuna nodded. "And all the emotions you had when you were with him? How everything just comes flooding back to you? And somehow you feel like you're the exact age when you were with them?"

Yuna hummed. "So? That's no excuse for kissing an ex or feeling them up. Are you trying to justify what he did?"

You shook your head. "No, I'm not. I'm just trying to put myself in his shoes. Because... because I also saw an ex today."

"I'm sorry, what?" Yuna's eyes bugged out. "You saw U-jin?"

"No...why does everyone think I'd see his sorry ass again. No, I saw Kenji."

"Kenji?! Like your first love Kenji? You didn't kiss him or grab his dick or anything, did you?"

"What? Yuna, no. We talked about work stuff. You know how he's a director, and he came across my script. He asked if I'd be willing to work with him."

"And what did you say?"

"I told him I'd think about it."

"Geez...first Jungkook's ex, and now yours? Who's next?" Yuna ran her hands through her hair, "I still want to kill him, by the way. He's lucky I'm pregnant."

The two of you let out a half-hearted laugh.

"So, what are you gonna do now?" Yuna asked. You shrugged, pulling her in for a hug. She laid against your chest, wrapping her arms around you.

That was the big question, wasn't it?

Honestly, you didn't know the answer. Your head and your heart was at war with one another. The obvious answer whenever someone cheats is to leave, for fear of it happening again, but Jungkook wasn't just anyone.

You hadn't verbalized it yet, not even to Jungkook  - to simply put it. He had unexpectedly become the love of your life. You didn't know if anyone could ever top him.

With Kenji and U-jin, it was a no-brainer to leave, except that wasn't the case with Jungkook. You were completely head over heels in love with this man. Even dreaming of a future with him, whatever it may look like.

"I'm not opposed to kicking him in the balls," you said, letting out a sad chuckle, tears threatening to fall again. "I love him, Yuna. I love him so much that my heart hurts. I've never felt this way about anyone, but why is it that this one hurts so much more than any other heartache I've had before? I need someone to physically rip my heart out because I don't want to feel this deep pain, this deep groaning inside my body. I want to scream and sob and punch a wall all at the same time," you said shakily, wiping away the tears falling from the corners of your eyes. "Because honestly, I don't know what to do. Please tell me what I should do."

Yuna looked up at you, shifting into a sitting position, holding you again, cradling your face against the crook of her neck, softly shushing you. "I don't know, but whatever you decide, just know I'll fully support you one hundred percent."

Before returning to your place, you asked Yuna if Jungkook was still at home or had returned to his apartment. You didn't know if you could face seeing Jungkook again without crying, and he said he wanted to stay at yours until you returned so the two of you could work things out. It would take more than just one conversation to get through this.

"Just stay here tonight, then. Knowing Kook, he'll wait up all night."

Yuna texted her brother, letting him know the plan in case he would wait until you come back.

And so, you did. You stayed at Yuna and Namjoon's, trying to figure out your emotions, what to say, and how the two of you could move on, if you could even do so. The thought of not having Jungkook in your life almost felt unbearable. Yuna and Jungkook are all you've known your whole life, and the possibility of Jungkook not being in it anymore was like not being able to breathe.

You knew the risks of getting involved with Jungkook, but now you were beginning to wonder if it was worth it. You had no one to blame but yourself. Maybe it would have been better if the two of you were just friends, but how could you ever be friends with Jungkook? Even if you decided to part ways, you would always be in each other's lives because of Yuna. It would be a matter of if you could handle being in his life without being a part of it.

Your stomach twisted and turned at the thought of seeing him with someone else who wasn't you, someone else making him happy, making him laugh and moan their name.

As much as you tried to sleep, your mind wouldn't let you. It only led you further down a rabbit hole too deep you couldn't dig yourself out of.

The following day, you figured you'd overstayed your welcome. You were beyond grateful for their hospitality, but it was time to face reality. Yuna was still asleep when you were ready to leave. You found Namjoon sitting at the dining table with a coffee mug and the newest book he indulged in.

"Hey Namjoon, thanks for letting me crash here last night."

He beamed a warm smile. "You're welcome anytime. You know that, right?"

You nodded. "Well, I should head out. Say bye to Yuna for me?"

Namjoon cleared his throat. "Wait," he said, his hand reaching out mid-air. Quickly, you turned back. "I know you and Jungkook are going through a rough time, and it's not my place to tell you what to do. And please don't think I'm trying to defend Jungkook's actions, but I've never seen the two of you so happy before, and I'm rooting for you guys."

A tremulous smile was on your face. "Thanks, Namjoon. I really appreciate you and Yuna. You both mean so much to me, and I don't know what I'd do without you."

His eyes nervously flit to his book and then back to you. "Let us know if you need anything. We're here for you."

You had hoped that Jungkook was at work when you returned to your apartment. You weren't ready to face him and the impending follow-up conversation the two of you needed to have.

Quietly unlocking your door, you peeked in to see if there were any signs of Jungkook. Your eyes peered around before fully entering.

"Hello? Jungkookie?" you announced, but there was no answer.

Walking towards your kitchen, there was a note on the counter.

Hey baby. Missed you last night. Gonna be stuck at work all day. See you tonight? Love you.

You loved his handwritten notes, he could easily text you, but you appreciate the time he'd take to write them out.

He had left the apartment spotless like he usually does. Dishes were washed and put away, and no clothes anywhere except hanging. Even the semi-sad plants were beginning to blossom.

Heading to the bathroom to check out the mess on your face, you wiped the black mascara that was evidence of your crying from last night. You figured a warm shower would help ease you into a good rhythm for the day, but all you could think about was Jungkook, which started another sob fest while underneath the warm water.

After another good cry, you wandered to your living room, figuring out what to do. The pause on pre-production for your show gave you too much time on your hands, and without work, you felt unproductive.

A sudden buzzing from the kitchen had you curious since your phone was on the coffee table in front of you. Searching for the buzzing noise, you realize Jungkook had forgotten his phone, and even though the pair of you weren't really on speaking terms at the moment, you figured he would need it. You called Jin to meet you in the lobby, but once you arrived, the receptionist told you to meet him upstairs.

You pushed the elevator button to the tenth floor with your guest pass. It would be nice to see Jungkook since it would only be for a minute or so, but then again, you weren't sure how to act around him. Would you kiss him? Hug him? Would it just be super awkward?

As the elevator's door opened, Jin was already awaiting your arrival. "Ah, well, look who it is. My favorite writer," he teased.

"Ha-ha. Very funny, Mr. Worldwide Handsome," you said, walking out of the elevator, pushing Jungkook's phone against his chest for him to take. "I'm just here to drop off Jungkook's phone, and then I'm leaving."

"Nuh-uh. Why am I doing your dirty work? You give it to him. He's your boyfriend, not mine," Jin said.

You wondered if Jin knew what was going on with you and Jungkook. The two of them were close and considering that Jin had seen him recently, maybe Jungkook spilled his guts to his hyung.

You grunted at Jin's comment.

"He's in a meeting right now," Jin looked at his watch, "but he'll be done in twenty minutes, give or take. Keep me company until then?" he asked.

Well, you didn't have anything better to do anyway. Even though you and Jungkook were in a weird fighting/arguing period, you missed him. It hurt to be away from him even though you were still upset.

Jin rambled on while you walked beside him. You nodded along, pretending to understand everything he was going on about. Someone whisked beside you, brushing past, waving someone down, shouting out a name that sent a shiver down your spine: Alex.

You tugged on Jin's sweater, forcing him to stop. "Is that Alex?" you whispered.

Jin froze in place, clearing his throat. "Yeah, that's her. Why?" He knew why or at least had an idea of what happened, but he felt this would be an interesting afternoon.

You didn't answer him. Instead, your eyes narrowed, a wave of anger filled inside you, smoke fuming from your bright red ears. You stomped your way over to this woman who was at least a foot shorter than you. Well, at least that's what it felt like. Your chest felt heavy, your head a little dizzy, but your eyes were locked on your target.

"Yah--where are you going--" Jin whispered-yelled, following closely behind you.

She was covering her mouth so innocently from laughing at a joke that an intern must have told. It made you scoff.

Innocent? Yeah right.

Kissing your boyfriend? Making him touch her?

Hardly fucking innocent.

You weren't sure what to say or do, but you needed to do something. Your mind racing with curses and threats, but you were never the confronting type.

When you reached Alex, you realized she wasn't much smaller than you, practically the same height and build. She was puzzled as you stood in front of her. She looked at you from head to toe, waiting for you to say something.

She asked, crossing her arms and tapping her foot. "Can I help you?"

"Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend," you hissed at her.

She chuckled. "Sweetheart, I don't even know who your boyfriend is."

Sweetheart? You wanted to fucking punch her in the face right then and there. You hated when someone younger called you pet names like a grandmother would their grandchildren.

"That's Jungkook's girlfriend..." Winnie, the intern, leaned over and whispered to her.

"You're Jungkook's girlfriend?" she asked smugly, giving you a once-over. "Aren't you, like, forty? Surprised Jungkook likes old ladies."

Her stupid comment warranted a punch to her face, right?

"I'll stay away, but maybe it's him you should be keeping on a leash."

You scoffed, and Alex had some nerve to think that Jungkook would do anything to hurt you again intentionally.

"He likes that, ya know," she chuckled and winked, then turned to Winnie to continue their conversation, pretending you didn't exist.

Jin tried grasping your arm, but you turned around, staring at him to back off. He threw his hands up, knowing he shouldn't stand in your way. Because once something or someone made you upset, there was no stopping you.

"How dare you make a move on him, knowing he had a girlfriend!" you exclaimed. You're unsure where this ounce of confidence came from, but it was too late to back off now.

She faced you again, another smug grin on her face. "Did Jungkook tell you how much he loved touching me? I could feel him getting so fucking hard for me. I was so wet because of those delicious fingers. I've missed them so much." She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes before opening them again, flashing a smirk.

Good god, she was a masochist. She was saying all these things just to get a rise out of you, and she was succeeding. You could feel the heat rising in your chest and onto your cheeks. You clenched your fist and bit your lip so hard it could bleed.

"You should be on your fucking knees, worshiping me," Alex cocked her eyebrow, leaning closer in your direction. "He didn't know how to do anything in the bedroom, but thanks to me, he fucks you so well because I taught him how to."

She began to inch even closer, staring directly into your eyes, with no intention of letting up. "God, I fucking miss him so much. How he tasted on my lips, how his fat cock filled me up to the brim...he'd let me do anything to him. I'd tease him for hours, and he'd still beg for more."

She continued taunting you, explicitly telling you graphic details you didn't want to hear. Her eyes fluttered shut at her own words. "Whenever I fuck someone now, I imagine it's him. When I touch myself, all I see is him." Her eyes opened to see tears beginning to well up in yours, your lips quivering, trying to swallow back your tears.

You couldn't believe that a stupid girl like her could make you feel insecure about yourself. She was shoving these images down your throat, and you couldn't find the words to stop her. A part of you now understood why Jungkook froze in her presence.

"Does he like to fuck your throat too? I get shivers just thinking about his fat cock hitting the back of my throat over and over again." She leaned in even more, so close you could feel her breath on you. "I bet you can't fuck him as well as I can."

She knew what she was doing, trying to rile you up, but you couldn't handle it anymore. She was wrong about all the filthy things she was saying about Jungkook. He was precious, gentle, and sweet, and there was no way he had learned all these things from her.

A crisp snap filled the air, along with gasps from several people. Alex's cheek unveiled a red mark. She turned back towards you with an arrogant smile plastered across her face. She soothed the red spot that now covered her ivory skin. You could tell she liked mocking you and saying all these nasty things about Jungkook.

"Should I keep going?" she smirked. "I can write a whole fucking novel about Jeon Jungkook."

"Keep Jungkook's name out of your fucking mouth, you stupid bitch."

She was practically eye to eye with you, egging you on, wanting to see how far you'd go for him. "I wonder how often he's thought about me when he's with you."

You were fuming at this point, your fists clenched and ready to sock her in the face. The stupid slap wasn't enough to shut her up at this point. Suddenly Jin pulled you away by the waist. You were screaming and yelling at him to put you down, and all you could see was a smug smile on Alex's face as he dragged you away.

He brought you into an empty hallway where no one could see you. You were essentially sobbing - making a complete fool of yourself at Jungkook's workplace after hearing all the things Alex said about him. You were a fool to think you were ready to face Jungkook and believe your emotions wouldn't cloud your judgment.

Jin pulled you in for a hug, softly shushing you and telling you everything would be okay. Jungkook walked out of his meeting at the end of the hallway, surprised at the sight of you and Jin. He was bug-eyed and mouthed, "What happened?" Jin waved at him to hurry on over.

When Jungkook arrived, he switched places with Jin. He whispered in Jungkook's ear, "Your current girlfriend just slapped the shit out of your ex-girlfriend." Jin mouthed, "Good luck" before disappearing around the corner, leaving the pair of you.

Jungkook groaned. "Fuck," he said softly. That's not what he wanted. He didn't want you involved with Alex, and he didn't want you anywhere near her.

He pulled you flush against his chest, kissing the top of your head. You were still sniffling, now feeling embarrassed and stupid for all the commotion you caused. What were his colleagues going to think of Jungkook? That he has a crazy ass girlfriend AND ex-girlfriend? Probably.

"I'm sorry," you muttered quietly into his chest, trying to hide your face from all the embarrassment.

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because I slapped your ex-girlfriend and caused a scene."

He chuckled. "That's hot. I wish I saw it."

You pulled away and scowled, then gently slapped his chest before burying your head back in its previous position. "Shut up," you said in a muffled voice.

"Damn...I can't get over the fact that you slapped her. She probably deserved it, and she must have pissed you off," he said softly, stroking your hair.

"She did deserve it. I would have punched her if Jin didn't pull me away," you said, still muffled against his chest.

"I'm glad you didn't punch her...then I'd be bailing you out of jail," he said. "Wait, that's kind of hot too."

Jungkook tried his best to improve this situation, but you knew there was no way to return from it. You'd prefer if the two of you could just disappear and live on a tropical island or something without exes, family, and responsibilities.

A few people passed by the two of you in the hallway, indistinctly whispering, probably gossiping about what happened between you and Alex.

"How could you be with someone like that? She's a horrible specimen of a human."

A look of guilt covered his face. "I was young and stupid."

"And horny," you added.

"Yes, that too." He gazed down at you, still sniffling, wiping away the snot that began to settle underneath your nose. "I'm sorry you had to deal with her, and I can talk to her if you want."

"No! I want her nowhere near you. Who knows what else she'll try."

He laughed. "Are you scared I'll cave in?"

You didn't answer. A part of you was scared Jungkook still liked her, and maybe he just didn't know until he saw her again. She was alluring and beautiful, and you could see why Jungkook would have been so smitten as a young 18-year-old boy. You were scared you weren't good enough for him, just like you weren't good enough for Kenji and U-jin.

He held your chin up with his finger, making you look at him. "Hmm?"

"Can we go somewhere more private?" you asked. You wanted to avoid all the stares and whispers from his colleagues.

He took your hand and led you toward his office. He closed the door and the blinds, ensuring no one would bother the two of you. He walked over and sat on the edge of the desk, legs crossed at the ankle, hands propped on his desk. His big twinkling doe eyes gazed at you, trying to figure out what was on your mind.

"Are you okay?"

You shrugged. Of course, you weren't okay. You just slapped the shit out of a girl, which is entirely out of character for you. You were ready to go to jail for this man. To be honest, you weren't sure what came over you. But everything that Alex was saying probably had some truth, whether you liked it or not. Jungkook had been with other women before you.

He held out his hand, but you didn't take it. A part of you hated being in this situation. You wished Alex never came here, and you wanted Jungkook to have never met her. You were hoping for many things, but no magical genie could make them come true.

"Am I enough for you?" you asked, lips quivering, tears forming behind your eyes. You couldn't look at him, and you couldn't dare to because you knew you'd instantly start bawling in the middle of his office. This dramatic scene with Alex was too much, and you weren't expecting to face her so suddenly.

When you asked the question, it felt like an arrow pierced his heart. Of course, you were enough for him, more than enough...no, you are everything to him. He didn't want anyone else. He wanted you. Jungkook felt like this was a reoccurring conversation between the two of you. How could you ever think you weren't enough for him?

He walked over to you and crouched down, trying to get you to look at him. "Hey," he muttered quietly. "You are more than enough for me."

Your heart ached gravely in your chest cavity, wanting nothing more than to believe the words coming out of his mouth. A tear escaped and began running down your cheek, and Jungkook wiped it away with his thumb. He cupped your face into his warm hands, and you welcomed it, not fighting him. His touch felt so nice after the weird tension between you.

You gazed into his desperate eyes, darting back and forth between them. "I wish I could believe that," you sniffled, letting more tears run down your cheek. You could barely see him through the puddle of tears in your eyes.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I'm sorry," he repeated over and over again. He was still cupping your face. Then he brought your lips to his. Repeatedly apologizing in between kisses before he stopped and began fervently kissing you, full of desperation and sorrow. He held the nape of your neck, bringing you in for a deeper kiss.

Your body ached for him; you wanted all of him but knew that you shouldn't. You pulled away, hands pushing against his chest, your forehead resting against his, the two of you catching your breaths as you got carried away.

How were you supposed to trust him again?

It was easy with U-jin...you started to fall out of love with him towards the end of your relationship. But with Jungkook, it was a million times harder because you loved him so much it hurt.

Your fingers curled under the collar of his blazer. "I--I can't do this right now, Jungkook."

"Do what? Us?"

"I just--I need time to think--away from you, from us."

"Baby, don't do this," Jungkook pleaded, taking a step toward you, and he wanted to take another. Still, he could see your hesitancy towards him as you backpedaled against a chair. "Can we talk at home, please?"

You promised Jungkook you'd be home so the two of you could talk properly. You figured chatting at his workplace wasn't the best place to decide what your future would look like.

Anticipating his arrival, you nervously cleaned even though your apartment was already spotless. You debated opening a bottle of wine but realized being under the influence would hinder your thoughts. The constant battle of keeping yourself occupied finally ended when the beeps from your keypad could be heard.

Jungkook didn't announce himself like he usually did. Instead, he quietly walked in, setting his things down. He turned the corner, flashing a thin-lipped smile. He was happy to see you were here and hadn't left to return to his sister's. Walking over, he leaned to kiss your cheek, and you reciprocated, barely catching the corner of his lips.

He plopped beside you, letting out a big sigh. You assumed he had a long day, especially explaining your actions to his colleagues and bosses. You felt asinine with your behavior, being unable to control yourself and letting your emotions get the best of you.

"Am I banned from Netmarble headquarters?" you asked, breaking the silence, which made him smile.

Jungkook shook his head, his index finger caressing your cheek, moving a strand of hair away from your face. "I'll find ways to sneak you in."

The two of you softly chuckled, neither wanting to continue the conversation that needed to happen. So, instead, the two of you gazed at one another, enjoying each other's presence for a few minutes. If there were another way to go about this, you'd choose it in a heartbeat, but it was the fact that things like this kept happening to you, and you had to face reality.

"Where do we go from here?" Jungkook asked, searching your face for an answer. He was praying for the best but prepared for the worst.

"Why don't you guys take a break from each other? I know it'll be hard, considering we're all in each other's lives. Still, it might be good just to get a breath of fresh air and figure out what your future will look like," Yuna paused, "I know I was reluctant at the beginning of your relationship. I'm still very sorry, but I've seen the two of you come a long way. I see how happy the two of you make each other...and honestly, I would just hate for you not to be a part of my life and baby's life. She needs her auntie."

"She?" you asked with teary eyes. "It's a little girl?"

Yuna nodded. "I can't imagine how you're feeling, babe, and trust me, I want to strangle my brother so bad, but I also know him, and he'll do anything he can to keep you."

You didn't doubt that Jungkook would fight for the two of you, but how long would it be until you disappointed the other again? Maybe you were naïve to think Jungkook could never disappoint you, but he was human too. He wasn't perfect, and neither were you.

"I think it's best if we took a break from each other."

Jungkook's pinched expression demonstrated that he didn't particularly like the idea. "For how long?"

Your eyes darted around the room, avoiding his eyes. "I don't know, Kook."

Until you could trust him again? Until he figured out what he wanted? Until you figured out what you wanted? All of those were valid.

Jungkook's hand snaked around your neck, forcing you to look at him. "I don't want to be away from you," he said, his thumb gently caressing your cheek.

He feared that if the two of you went your separate ways, even if for a bit, you'd come to realize that there were better men out there. Ones that would treat you like a queen, give you everything you've ever wanted, and love everything you had to offer.

But he wanted you to know that the person who could be all that was sitting right in front of you. He just needed to convince you otherwise, but a part of him understood it would take a long time for you to trust him again.

You let out a shaky breath. "I love you." You could tell he wanted to respond, but you stopped him and started over again. "I love you. I love you with every fiber of my mind, body, and soul. I love you so much that I'm scared of what my life will look like if I stop loving you."

To be honest, you didn't know if you could ever stop loving him - you'd probably love him until the end of time.

Your lips were quivering and quaking so much that you took a moment to breathe. "I'm scared, Jungkook. I'm scared that without you, I don't know if I'll be able to breathe. I'm scared I won't know how to continue living my life without you by my side."

"Then, don't do this, baby. We can work through this together."

"How do you know that we'll be able to work through this?" you cried, "One stupid person came into our lives and completely turned our lives upside down. How do I know there aren't other things from your past that'll do this again?"

"I promise you there is no one else. Nothing will come in between you and me."

"It's a little too late for that, Kook."

Jungkook ran his hands through his hair, gripping it before letting it go. He groaned in frustration. "You're the only person I want," he pleaded. "Everything means nothing without you."

You let out a sad chuckle. "Then maybe you should've thought about that before you kissed Alex."

"I'm so sorry, baby. You don't know how sorry I am," he exclaimed.

Suddenly, Jungkook got off the couch and onto his knees in front of you. His apologies continued, turning into soft cries, pleading for you to forgive him. Muffled words of I can't live without you, and you're the only one I want. He tugged you towards him, desperate for any touch from you.

Sniffles from the two of you echoed throughout your apartment - eyes swollen from tears, tips of your noses reddened. You ran your hands gently through his hair before attempting to break away from his embrace.

"Kook, please. Don't make this harder than it already is."

Jungkook knew that if he were to let go, he didn't know when or if he'd get you back.

After more tears and some convincing, Jungkook finally let go of you. Neither of you knew how long it would take to heal from this or how long it would take to figure out what the two of you wanted. Still, he tried respecting your wishes and hoped you would be together again.

He packed up his things from your place, and as you looked around, it felt empty. It was like there was no trace of him ever living there. It pained you to walk him to the door only because uncertainty lay beyond it.

Jungkook pushed the lever down but abruptly stopped to turn back to you. Your eyes flicked to his before finding their way back to the floor, where you examined the white-toe socks he loved so much. You hated them, but it made him happy.

"Baby?"

You hummed, avoiding his gaze.

"Can I kiss you goodbye?"

Goodbye.

Goodbye felt so final. So conclusive.

You peered at him, inching closer. Your hand rested softly on his chest as you reached up to connect your lips to his. Always so soft, so plush. The kiss between you lingered, lips entwining, so close to heating up if you let yourself go for another moment, but you shouldn't.

You pulled away, along with the fist that somehow curled under his shirt. Your eyes flickered to his again before you uttered, "Bye, Kook."

✨ next ~ the call

[the-stove-is-divorced]

Okay. What are your opinions on these three things from the choose violence ask game:

the character everyone gets wrong

3. a screenshot/description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

If you want to ramble, I'll be listening!! Love hearing people's opinions!! Have fun!!

OMG TYSM for the asks!!! :D ALRIGHT LET'S GO!

1) I feel like in general comic characters will get the higher chances to being wildly out of character because their own comic authors won't even know what they fuck they're even doing, so Imma just say all Batman + Bat-vigilantes gt done so god damn dirty. Rest under the cut 'cause I ramble a ton, haha!

I can't speak for all of them, so I'll just speak for Batman because have you seen comics where they make Batman, of all characters, actually abusive? HUH. WYDM??? He's been one of my fav characters ever since I was young, so I feel so passionately about it! In terms of fanfic/fandom, people can have their fun with characterizations obliviously, I'm not a writing cop, but too good of a Dad!Bruce and too bad of a Dad-like figure!Bruce always irks me. He should be trying his best at his core but still fucking it up anyway.

(That and Jason Todd, I do not have the evidence to back it up but I want to someday, but I am squinting at his character and his dynamics with others. I can't speak on it though, I've fallen into writing fanon much to my distaste or just inexperience.) But a someone who tried to find literally every Bruce Wayne-centric fanfic on the planet,,, y'all do this man so dirty.

2) Unfortunately do not have screencaps because for my own sanity I legit blocked the user, but there is legit someone who watched Invincible and blamed the protag Mark for "not training". I don't know if you've seen the show, but if you had, you would know you'd have to be fucking brain dead to legitimately have that take or just rage baiting. To make a long story short, the plot is legit set up in a way where Mark's father barely trains him, Mark unknowingly enters fights WAAAAAY above his skill level and barely survives, and the only opportunity for him to train is to try not to die through his own experiences. You do see him improve, but it's entirely on his own because he has no other way.

25) I think I stick to my own little corners for a lot of fandom tbh, so I can't think of one! Maybe, like, "Bruce Should've Killed Joker" or "Bruce Should Kill Takes", if any!

I feel like people forget a) not killing is Bruce's thing! He doesn't see any use for it, and to me, is a fundamentally hopeful character who always wants someone have the ability to be redeemed. Who is he to decide to who lives and who dies? Where is the line drawn?

Then b) Bruce kills joker, okay now what? Joker could get replaced by a copy-cat wannabe who does even worse things. Batman is probably going to hang up his coat, because there is one line he's not going to cross and he crossed it. He's not going back to play a hero, it would fuck him up so bad. You ruined a perfectly good Batman, that's what you did. Where's the league gonna get their funding, now?/j

C) If he doesn't want to kill, why should he be made to? He has the write to set a boundary. Killing isn't the end all be all solution here, especially not for crime.

TYSM FOR THE ASK!

[silveredwood]

! warn: spoiler for the new lesson 26 !

I used to like Satan a lot before so I'm really excited for the new lesson because it is resolving Satan's case with his Little D counterpart.

But...

The part I want to ramble so bad it's the 26-8 lesson....

So...

I mean, the kitchen accident is to be expected from our beloved sorcerer but— TO MAKE THE POT DETONATED ??? WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU POUR INTO THAT POT ??? I'm..???? 🧍

Anywaaaayy...

We get a little bit hint that Solomon and Barbatos now starting to get into good terms... questionmark.

🧍 I kinda still cannot accept it if the ranking demon list thing is the one that make someone like Barbatos mad with pettiness. Like...

How could it be possible?????...

I would want to believe that there is still more to it but the dev held it back for future content. But if somehow they never bring it up ever again, this is going to be.... so... uncharacteristic, unreasonable and weirdge.

It maybe just me overthinking things but... the dev made Barbatos OOC on purpose just to joke it's.... ... 🥲🤌

But y'know I really love that he is open to mc about his weakening magic and in respond to mc saying he should go ahead and they will manage (because obviously, mc going to worry about his magic disappear)

*sniff*

🥹🥹🥹 alright passed this point i'm going to ramble about him being so sweet. So imma stop here! Looking forward for lesson 27!!

((Honestly, i'm struggling to clear the music stages. Even if i got C-B, whatever it is but still can proceed to read the story i am very glad.))

[primofate]

i'm trying to motivate myself to farm his bis set but it's honestly really hard (ar 59, burnt out as hell). That and I don't really have a team comp built around bloom reactions so it's not as efficient.

Also the information I give below is my personal suggestion, also gotten from several guides I've followed.

As of now, I'd recommend a mix of any of the 2-pieces between the ones that give +15% anemo damage bonus and +18% atk, or 4 piece shimenawa, if you don't mind not having his burst up as much. Obviously the newest one is the best for him but ya girl's tired™ with artifact farming so he'll take what he can get for now.

For weapons, aside from his signature, all of the 5-star catalysts with atk/crit substats can work for him (kagura's, lost prayer, skyward atlas). 4 stars include the dodoco tales, the widsith, solar pearl, and mappa mare—the blackcliff catalyst works too but it's not as viable.

The team comps... Imma be honest with you, mine is also clunky. It's recommended that you have a good shielder because he's super vulnerable to getting interrupted— i haven't tried him out for abyss because I don't have a good comp for him, and also because faruzan never came home (plus apparently she's only good at c6) so his damage isn't like floor 12 clear worthy just yet. One team comp I wanted to try is double pyro + anemo with venti, bennett and ideally thoma for the shield, but I don't have thoma built 💀 there are others like a taser team with a hydro character + two electro ones (ex. Fischl + beidou), but again, ideally he needs a shield and I don't have beidou built either. Another is freeze with layla, but I don't have her. I have diona built but her shield isn't as strong.

TL;DR I don't have a solid group recommendation, sorry ;-;

Anyway yeah, here's my take on his builds. You can probably find tons of these in the internet already, anyways. Sorry for rambling in your inbox!

I'm going to ramble as well! Haha!

Weapon wise I managed to get his signature so I'm alright with that.

I'm gunna put a keep reading on here so it's not too long

Artefacts...Well, just like you it'll take some time to farm the new domain so I've slapped a 4pc Viridescent on him for now. But also I don't really know if I want the new artefact on him, I know it's the ideal one but I think Viridescent is better for elemental reactions and I love playing with that (except that I don't even have much proper elemental reactions with his current team comp, lol. So I'm still going to farm for the new artefact)

I also wanted to do double pyro with benny and thoma but just like you my thoma isn't built and I don't think I really want to build him if he's not a very flexible team player (e.g. If I can't put him in other teams I'm not gunna bother) So my current team for Scara right now is Yunjin (for the Normal Attack and Attack Speed buff) + Zhongli (for the shield) so that gives me double Geo with 15% damage increase and the last character I usually switch it in and out depending on what elemental reaction I want plus the talent effect on Scaramouche. The problem with this team comp is that it doesn't really play a lot with elemental reactions hahaha it just seems very limited, but it works, since my Yunjin and Zhongli has been properly built since forever and they are very flexible characters. Much like you I've been constantly looking at other shielders though, to at least get a non-geo character to be a shield (I always feel like putting a Geo in an anemo forward team is a waste but I don't have a lot of choices at the moment haha)

True that there are a lot of online guides but most of them rely on Faruzan! That and they almost always assume that we have all the characters built and don't really mix and match a lot of diff characters so its nice to hear what others have!

I'm surprised you didn't get Faruzan tho! Haha.... I C6ed her before I even got Scaramouche...I guess he was being real stubborn, lost my 50-50 to Diluc before I got him but eh, I like Diluc.

Thanks for your time! :D

[sukratyaropia24]

I have three Wips in the drafts and a shit-ton of ideas as well as a lot to ramble with many Fandoms/communities, so lemme tell some of them.

Spoiler on most of these and some swearing.

Genshin x Moonknight

Yall know where I'm going with this? No? Alright lemme explain.

Childe as like, the moon boys, Childe(Normal/playable one) as Steven Grant, Tartaglia(Electro one) as Marc Spector and Foul Legacy as Jake Lockey.

Yall understand where I'm going??? Like, please, I can't get this out of my head since they, to me, are so alike.

Imma bout to go feral with this I swear, like all Childe have their own conscious, like moon knight.

Unlike the moon boys tho, they have some difference with each other when they're on front. Childe has those deep blue eyes and the element in his vision is Hydro while Tartaglia has purple-ish eyes and the element in his vision is electro and I don't need to explain Foul Legacy's.

Loki series w/ Quantumania(Spoilers)

I think alot of people already know this, that the movie is like after the series or like the aftermath.

Fnaf movie & it's trailer poster(?)

Ain't no way yall and making a fuss just because of some fucking eyes, I believe it's intentional they did this because come on, this isn't the first goddamn time we saw amatronics(?) having red eyes.

Now we know that those black and white eyes means they're possessed and in security breach I believe, the amatronics have red eyes because THEY ARE BEING CONTROLLED.

So what we seeing in the trailer is that they are being controlled first. It makes sense because if I'm correct, it'll be a 3 game in 1 movie type thing and not 3 movies. We also saw in the trailer Foxy chasing a girl in a ball pit.

So to conclude, the black and white eyes will be shown maybe around the mid or first-half of the movie. After all trailers are just a heads up on what's going to be seen but that doesn't mean it'll show everything, it's not a summary but as I said, a heads up.

HI3, GI & HSR

Listen to me, so we all know how in Herta's space station, in one of the rooms(?) we could see stuff they got throughout the galaxies/planets and we saw the wind glider there, right?

So, I believe they may or may not have met some genshin impact characters, more specifically, Amber or the kngiths of Favonius.

Now, in another area, they may or may not have stolen it from someone, but isn't that just a no? I think they actually met Amber, the wind glider also looks new/in decent and pretty good shape so ain't no way they took from someone, also the another way to get the glider with by Amber and you need a license for it.

So you cannot tell me other wise that these mfs did not meet at one point.

Some facts that I believe that will prolly or maybe will make a bit of people mad

Simping for Overhaul is like simping for Dottore(Surprise, surprise, I have a hate-hate-love with Dottore but it's less with Overhaul)

Some Herrschers could kill fucking Aeons please, Doesn't mean they could ko archons doesn't mean they could on Herrschers, I mean look at them.

This will prolly contrast with the previous one but the toxicity of the comparisons of all three games.

Welp that's all I have for now, I'll let yall know if I have more shit ass rambles.

[imliterallylegobatman]

Tumblr X Twitter enemies to lovers based off of this post

Part One

This is loosely inspired by the post that threatened twitter users. I can't find it so I apologize if it's inaccurate.

The Tumblr Migration of 2022 = Twitter becoming Tumblr's new asshole roommate

Tumblr rolled their eyes as their roommate rambled on and on about why they were switching dorms.

- Tumblr, you are literally insane! Being your roommate is simply unbearable. I mean, come on, you made my life living hell! I can't stand the sight of you anymore. Goodbye.

- See ya, bitch, go to Eeby Deeby for all I care!

- THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?

- Are you seriously saying that you've never heard of Eeby Deeby? Dude, what is wrong with you?

- WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Tumbr opened their mouth to respond, but they were interrupted.

- YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T EVEN WANNA KNOW. BYE, MOTHERFUCKER! - They shouted as they stormed out of the room.

A small sigh of relief left Tumblr's mouth. Seriously, they were glad that their roommate left. The guy didn't even understand Horse Plinko references, for Christ's sake! Tumblr didn't understand how some people's brains worked. To be quite frank with you, they weren't too eager to find out.

Hopefully their new roommate wouldn't be so bad.

A couple of days had passed after the incident. Tumblr was exhausted. They had just finished writing the most stressful exam of their entire life, and they felt like they were going to pass out. It was as if someone had dropped a hundred car batteries on top of their body.

They put on their headphones and started playing We Didn't Start The Fire on loop to get their mind off of the exam. They couldn't wait to go home.

Upon arrival, just as Tumblr were about to plop down on their bed, they realized that someone was already there.

- 'Sup? Nice to meet you, I'm Twitter.

- Oh, um, - Tumblr eyed their new roommate up and down. Twitter was undeniably very attractive, but they gave off Spoiled Rich Kid vibes, - hi, I guess. I'm Tumblr.

- Dude, you look like shit. Are you alright?

- Geez, thanks for the compliment, - Tumblr winced at the reminder of their current state, - 'm fine, just exam stress and stuff.

They stopped for a minute as their brain finally caught up:

- Wait, what the hell are you doing on my bed?

- I was waiting for ya. Got tired of sitting on your stiff ass chair.

- Excuse me? Get lost before my bees sting the shit out of you.

Twitter laughed as if it was a joke:

- What the hell, mate? Ya think imma just believe your bullshit? What am I, 10?

Tumblr was really getting tired of this. They were already having a bad day, and now this fucker wasn't even taking them seriously:

- You fucking asked for it.

A swarm of bees came through the window at Tumblr's shrill whistle. Twitter looked taken aback. Tumblr couldn't believe the audacity of this dude.

- AH! WHAT THE FUCK? BRO, I THOUGHT YOU WERE FUCKING WITH ME, HELP ME!! AJSJALEJL HELP THEY STING AAAAAAH! - Twitter cried out as they ran out the room, the bees chasing them.

- Be reasonable next time or I'll be tossing your rotten flesh to them! - Tumblr called after them in a sing-song voice.

They were trying their best not to laugh. Sure, it crossed some lines of morals and ethics, but, surely, this level of entertainment oughtn't be criticised!

Tumblr visited Twitter in the ER.

Despite Tumblr's messed up perception of well-being, Twitter looked awful. They had a comically large amount of bee stings dotted all over their body, and Tumblr couldn't help but giggle a little.

Twitter glared at them:

- What's so fucking funny? I didn't expect you to be this much of a psycho. No but seriously, what the actual fuck was that?

Tumblr raised an eyebrow as if the question was utterly ridiculous.

- My Brother in Christ, you were being annoying. I simply offered a reasonable response.

- REASONABLE RESPONSE?

- Yes, and?

Twitter's eyes were as huge as saucers. Tumblr could see a tinge of fear and concern in their expression, but they couldn't figure out why.

- Bro. You can't be serious.

Tumblr just shrugged. Twitter furrowed their brow:

- You need help.

[drawthething]

OK, just a few more questions and then I'll leave you alone. XD If Jimmy Junior were a cis girl, would his relationship with Jimmy Pesto be any different? How does Jimmy Junior spend time with the twins? What is your favorite season of the show?

First question is so interesting! Though were JJ a girl their relationship wouldn't be any better i think :/. Except there may not be any of those expectations for J-Ju to be "the son he's always wanted". And maybe Pesto Sr wouldn't disapprove of his kid's absolute passion for dancing as much, like he's still not supportive but just doesn't care overall (I'm kinda baffled over the reasons for Jimmy's disapproval - too "effeminate"? Too not Jimmy-like? Eh he just didn't get it whatever the reason :/)

Now for the super important question about our Pesto boys!! (thank you so much)

:readmore:

• Sometimes the twins sit and watch J-ju dancing. They ask tons of questions along with silly clueless comments ("that move looks like a possum sitting on a toilet :O" - "because it has diarrhea :D"). Their big bro of course gets super annoyed at them ("Ugh, I don't know it's just dance, jeez >:/") but eh, he enjoys having his brothers' company (he would still ramble on and on about his dance moves even though he knows the twins don't really understand)

• That being said, Andy & Ollie tell J-ju silly stories all the time. Maybe the most bizarre illogical things they made up (like this one), maybe the dreams they simultaneously have the prev night (don't ask how). Jimmy is mostly amused and only a little annoyed at their stories (cuz you know, sometimes they forget they've told the chicken story 11 times already)

• Jimmy has to deliver pizzas sometimes and the twins would wanna tag along. So they just go around on bikes and J-ju tries to show them some "cool big bro" bike moves and hilariously fails at it

• Jimmy and Zeke have sleepovers every week. The twins almost always chime in and the other boys just roll with it (Oh and for bonus, Zeke ADORES Andy & Ollie because of course he does)

• The boys love playing with Terry the turtle

• Jimmy did a semi-good job taking care of his baby bros. I don't think he'd be the most responsible eldest sibling but he does try. Like he'd remind the twins to brush their teeth, go to sleep (only when he remembers), tie their shoelaces for them, hold the napkin when they have to sneeze or try really hard not to watch pg-13 movies when they're around (and fail)

I could think of a lot more but imma end here cuz this is getting way too long ��

Alright, for the last question: season 5!! I love every episode and everything in it. The humour, storyline and characters are all so fantastic!

[silentwillowwhisperer]

I guess you guys get to know more about me.

Alright guys Imma do this because my writer's block is being mean to me and I have a headache from crying too much. (Don't worry, I'm fine, I'll explain later in this post.)

Oh and before I forget, thank you @lady-of-nightmares-and-sin for the tag.

I apologize for my mega-long ramble answers.

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Named after anyone?

Noop. I have actually never met anyone with the same name as me, though there is a name that comes close that I hear ALL THE TIME. People won't even read my name all the way and just assume that it's the more common version, and it veeery slightly ticks me off.

2. Last time you cried?

Today! It is the last day of school, and an important person/mentor/counselor/friendly-figure is leaving to go to another school closer to her house. Ummmmn... I kinda sobbed for 50 minutes straight, and EVERYONE was staring at me until they started crying too because this important figure is a SAINT and we a love her. I was the worst though. Once I start, I absolutely CANNOT stop. (My friends were all extremely concerned for me, but that's ok, goddammit I'm gonna see these people again next year, I totally just broke down in front of all these people, crap.)

3. Do you have any kids?

Agh. No. I'm... no. Would I be interested later in life? Perhaps. For now Imma try to survive my younger siblings. Also, I'm holding off on dating for a while, (by that I mean like 2-5 years). And even then it would be a long time before I would even CONSIDER raising a child with someone. So I don't have to worry about me-spawns for a good bit.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Nah, that doesn't fit my personality very well. However, I do this thing where I'll turn up the brightness in my voice and say something that's supposed to be sarcastic and no one can ever tell if I'm being serious or not. Wow. I doubt that any of that made sense.

5. What is the first thin g you notice about people?

Their actions and/or habits. I tend to pick up on other people's fidgets really fast. Also, I'm not even gonna approach you if you don't act like a decent human being through the way you move. In theory, that makes no sense, but I swear I'm not judgmental, I have a process.

6. Color of your eyes?

They look black, but they're obviously just suuuper dark brown. They look kinda cool when I hold a flashlight up to them though. By that I mean that you can see the 3-Dness of them, but they don't have much color in general.

7. Scary movie of happy ending?

Guys. Do I seem like the kind of person who can deal with scary crap? No. Hard pass. I'm an animation child. Lemme tell you, the ending of She-Ra was TOP TEIR. I was crying my eyes out and screeching at the cuteness of this CANONIC GAY COUPLE at the same time. You know what? I'm giving you homework. Go watch She-Ra if you haven't already, and if you have come talk to me about how hot Scorpia is.

8. Any special talents?

I love how these questions are meant to be interesting, but I'm not an interesting person. I... can do a clover with my tongue?

9. Where were you born?

Normally I wouldn't answer, but I'm proud so Imma tell you. California. Now leave before I start singing California Girls.

10. Hobbies?

Stop I'm so basic. Art, reading, writing, music, taking pictures of my friends and stashing them away for further use (Whaaat, no, me? Creepy? Neveeeer.)

11. Pets?

Do my siblings count? JK, no, I love them (88% of the time). I'm not even gonna start on my ramble in here, I'd rather not write (another) paragraph answer.

12. Sports?

Nope, stay away, noooooo.

13. Height?

These questions are starting to freak me out. Can someone stalk you based on height??? I know I sound paranoid, but stay away.

14. Favorite subject in school?

Social Studies! Though people have said that next year's course is gonna be boring.

15. Dream job?

Therapist/phycologist of some kind. Talking to other people about their problems makes me reaaally unreasonably happy. I have this one friend who likes to talk to me because something about my weird eccentric self giving her advice helps her, and as much as I don't like seeing her sad, when she is it makes me feel very helpful and valued. Anyway, if any of you ever need to talk, I'm always willing to lend an ear. <3

I'd also like to be an author because, writing. That's all I'm gonna say about that.

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Once again, thank you for the tag.

I'm tagging:

@lilcatastrophe (sorry, I do this to you a lot)

@haunted-glassesgurl

@blobfish-whisperer

No pressured, feel free to ignore me! Byeeee!

[idiotic21]

Mr and Mrs Hamato

Chapter 3 - Smooth Operator's Misdirection

Previous All Stories

The wafting smell of horrified and stinking sewage penetrated the girl's nose as the turtles brought her down the 'bring enemies in sewer system'. 

Hmpf- She tripped yet again. The 'purple dude' kept bumping into her back because his blue bandana brother thought it fun to tease for the whole walk. Donatello muttered a bored sounding sorry to the girl. "Sowwy..." Leo cackled teasingly from beside Donnie and decided it would be fun to run into him again. Donnie yelled and stumbled over his footing then crashed into the girl's back again, causing her to fall to the ground "Woah - OW!".  Behind her, the twins were pulling at the tails of each other's masks. Raph smacked his forehead. "You guys, knock it off." 

"He started it!" The twins pointed toward each other. "Stop repeating everything I say!" and they continued their childish escapade. Raph and Mikey watched with deadpan faces, the latter a little sorry for their poor treatment of their female captive. 

"Shouldn't we break them up?"

"I will Mikey. You go handle her," the oldest Hamato patted Mikey on the shoulders apologetically. 

While Raph tackled the twins Mikey paused in slight fear when he found the girl. You see, two things happened during the fight. Number one, she fell. Number two, her blindfold (their only blindfold for evil people) fell into the dirty waters of the sewer. The she-thief has been watching the idiots ramble before her. 

Great, I'm kidnapped by a bunch of bumbling baboons. She thought to herself. The only thing worth while that she managed to capture was the nick names of the turtle yokais. The one in red is  Raph, the one in blue or the leader is Leo, 'purple dude's' Donnie, and the orange is...

"Uhm, hey there, I'm Mikey" He introduced himself nervously and to drawed the thief's eyes so they settled on him. A loud bang and crash, followed by hushed baby-like voices caused the orang turtle to cringe but he continued his introduction. 

"Soo, uh, you see my brothers, though I love them a lot can be real idiots sometimes. And I see that Leo and Donnie have tripped you twice, and now you have fallen on the ground which must really hurt, and uh-"  he felt the sweat drip down his face. The thief gave this 'Mikey' a glare full of annoyance which got her message across. Meanwhile, the ruckus behind them made Mikey's eye twitch. 

"Hahaha... so clearly that must have hurt and, kay what I mean to say is we don't treat villains this rough and make them trip and fall. Well, sometimes we do but not to girl villains! N-not that we treat them any differently just, girls can take a hit. I'm sure you're strong. Just I want to apologize for this rough treatment". Mikey watched as the girl's glare soften though she was still highly tense.

Ok, the other three are bumbling baboons but not this guy.

"Plus, you may be a thief but I don't think you're as bad as they come..." The orange turtle watched the tension slowly move away from her shoulders, so he took the moment to slowly crouch down, "Are you alright?" he gestured to her fallen position. The girl nodded. Mikey smiled gently and cautiously moved his hands towards her, "Imma help you up. That good?" The thief let out a small smirk at the welcoming turtle and shrugged, but the three idiots behind them ruined Mikey's delicate operation.

"EATETH THY WORDS LEO!"  

Mikey's clenched his teeth so hard the girl thought they would crack then and there. "Excuse me, but I really need to handle my bros. Just ah, try not to cringe or anything. It's not you, it's them..." Confused, she nodded and watched the orange guy suck in a deep breath and turned to red, blue, and purple, "BEHAVE YOURSELVES, IN FRONT OF THE GUEST!"

The boys cartoonishly scrambled the walls of the sewer before clinging on to each other. After a moment of silence, "Why, thank you!" Mikey clasped his hands and smiled sweetly. Turning to the thief, he notices her surprised eyes. Mikey chuckled nervously, "Ehehe, sorry you had to see that. Anyways, lets get you up". Mikey yanked on her bonded hands to help her stand. "Thanks, Mikey" Freezing, the Mikey grinned wildly, "OH MI GOSH! You spoke, and you're welcome"

Leo gasped, marching up to shove his face into the Mike's personal space "Bro, what are you doing? We need to keep our superhero mysteriousness on. Villains like are are exactly the kind of people we should not be sharing our name with" ,making her growl. Mikey shoved him off, "Leo, she's fine. She doesn't look that bad. I see this thief part of her like a cover, where her true self is a one full of puppy and rainbows and is just hidden from an untrusting world,"

Since Mikey was the best people person, Leo had half a mind to trust him. However his ego pushed him to push buttons. "Right, but either way this thief will talk during interrogation. Got it?" he said smugly, pushing a finger to her collarbone. 

What's his deal?

Instead of replying, she just growled. "Fine, be that way.  We will make you talk later short-stack". As Leo walked past her, the thief stuck out her foot and Leo toppled over. A sweet chuckle bounced of the wall, "Oh, sowwy" the girl teased Leo, who looked back up at her with raw shock. Donnie watched with sparkling eyes, "Cute, mean and sarcastic" he whispered to no one.

"Well, can we please get going, 'purple guy'? This stench is going to get to my clothes." Donnie snapped out of it and marched almost proudly to her side. Raph just shook his head with an amused smile, "Leo, come on. Stop sleepin' on the job"

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Back at the lair the boys hurried her to their skating rink, fishyly trying to avoid a certain someone she was unaware off. Mikey offered her a chair to sit and the interrogation began. Four, not so menacing silouette's loomed around her. 

"Let's begin!" Leo shouted dramatically. Raphael nodded and marched right up to the thief's face "First, off. Sorry I gotta do this. Second, no hard feelings,"

Then, "Alright, punk! Spit out the facts! Who are you and why did you steal a space rock from the museum of natural history!".

Mikey whooped behind Raph saying something about Raph using his batman voice. The nameless girl started back blankly and slowly averted her eyes. "Hey! I'm right here! Where is the rock, girly?"

The thief tilted her head towards Raphael, "You should know, I have been trained to resist interogation. Your efforts are useless. And if I may and take no offense Mr.Red, shouldn't the leader be doing the interrogation?" 

Leo took offense of that, "Hey, I am a leader in training. My big brother is teaching me his ways. Although I will take that challenge and interrogate you myself, so better talk before I nick you with my swords"

The blue turtle unsheated a blade dramatically and held it to her neck while the others watched in awe. "Now, hand me over the artifact you stole and we will let you go". 

"Or what, baby blue? Gonna cry?" Donnie, Mikey and Raph hissed as Leo got burned. "Haha real funny. The answer is or I will be forced to hurt you,"

"Really? You guys just don't seem like it."

"What make's you say that?"

"The fact that your brother Mikey was so kind to me earlier. And the fact that none of you decided to drug me and carry me to your lair. Especially after the blindfold came off. Real good work as captors, wow" she smirked victoriously and relaxed into the chair, winking at a red snouted Leo. Donnie let out a 'zing' cheer, clearly taken by the level of sass she commanded. When their eyes suddenly met, both blushed and looked away. 

"Damn," he muttered. Leo eyed his brothers when an idea popped up in his mind. "Stay here,"

The brother's were huddled into a group. "Kay, we need a new approach to get her to speak, any ideas?"

"I know! We can bake her interrogation pizza. Everyone says yes to pizza,"

The other three groaned. As they continued exchanging ideas, Donnie took a glance at their nameless captive. Ideas brewed in his mind, until a cunning idea crept into his mind. The thief was calculative as those intelligent eyes suggested. Appearing calm on the outside but remaining on high alert for any surprises. A pouch laid upon the gear she wore. Placed in front on the chest. Easy for access and available to her watchful eyes at all times. Clearly it was important and they should have confiscated the pouch to begin with. The meteorite is in there. They locked eyes briefly causing Donnie to quickly avert his as an idea came to mind.

 He also felt a little dumb not realising it earlier. After explaining the plan, the boys nodded in agreement. "You sure you can do it without going all kissey face on her?" Donnie blushed and smacked Leo's head. "I have my bad boy image up. Plus, if I can overcome that disgusting feeling now, I can totally go back to my normal broody self," 

The thief perked up when the four approached. This time she noticed the Leo, Mikey and Raph leaving. She eyed the door they left through, throwing her senses out to make sure this wasn't some coy plan to play her. Her senses don't lie, the other three left Donnie and herself to confined solitude. It was just them...alone.

Stepping out of the shadows, the angles on his face made even sharper when illuminated by a single source of light made her pulse quicken. Donnie felt a rhythmic buzzing pick up on his wristband. His plan was on. The man in purple first surprised her by stopping right in front of her seat and watched her with a shit eating grin.

The girl squared her shoulders, ready to face anything thrown in her way. Bending down to her face, Donnie watched with fascination as the rush of blood began to pool at the flesh below her eyes. She wanted to look away because with the silence, Donnie brought intimidation to the next level. Being as stubborn and hardheaded she dared him and looked back right into his eyes. 

On the outside he played bad cop all the way through but boy, did Donnie tense in a good way when her intense eyes locked into his. The fact that he could reap such reaction from her made him feel powerful. More so since his tech sensed the elevated her sudden elevated heart rate. The pupils of her eyes dilating when she found his being drove him up the walls. She sat there all cute with a glare so mean. Though, the little thief didn't need to know how she was affecting him in return, so he played the smooth operator.

Yup, definitely my type, he scolded his beating heart. 

"Well played.." the turtle cooded, "...your attention on me is flattering, but you should be really focusing elsewhere.." Donnie hissed. She felt his light breahts fanning her face. He smelt of aromatic coffee. "Never tear your eyes away from your opponent. Has anyone thought you that?" she bit back.

This caused Donnie to chuckle, sending his chest bouncing which if the girl was honest was a hot and distracting sight to see. "Yes. Yes I did learn that. However, one needs to also learn the art of misdirection."

"Misdirection?"

Donnie repeated with mischief in his eyes, "Misdirection," then he lifted his left hand to show the pouch that he had snatched of her being. Hey eyes widened, "Give that back!" she yanked her body forwards pulling the chair forwards and nearly toppling over. Only, she never met the floor. Donnie's hand planted right next to her head and rested on the chair seat as he brought in the interrogation. 

"Ah, what do we have here? I wonder if this pouch contains your stolen item," 

She remained silent, not trusting her voice to speak but she held his gaze. Donnie hummed in approval, "Well, I heard it you stole a meteorite and this in particular has collected rare space minerals, hardly found on Earth but definitely contains some powerful stuff,"

"How do you know that?" She blinked up at him. "If it wasn't clear enough, I am not just brawn as also brains, darling. So let's go over it again," he quickly ignored the sudden nickname he called her, "Is the stolen meteorite in here?" 

When Donatello's voice dropped an octave lower she visibly shivered. That same shiver travelled into Donnie like a tidalwave and she noticed this interesting fact. "There isn't," she tried and Donnie clicked his tongue in reply. "Too bad. You wouldn't mind if I destroyed this then, right?"

On demand a robotic claw extended from his shell and the tip transformed into a flamethrower. He watched as her face reflected fear. She yelled for him to stop and he did. The thief let her head hang as she released harsh breath, "Fine, the meteorite is in there." 

Donnie smirked at her and laughed airily and pushed the chair back to its original position but remained distractingly close to her person. "Just, don't break it or do anything with it." she pleaded.

"Why not? You stole it. The right thing to do is to return it. What does a thief like you want it anyway? For table decor?" he sassily asked, popping out one hip and crossed his arms. She internally swooned watching his muscles bunch.

The thief shook her head, "The materials in that meteorite is essential to the study of my employer."

"And what does this employer study, dare I indulge?"

The thief went silent for a moment, "My employer studies...your kind,"

Donnie quirked a brow, "What, what do you mean my kind?". Words still processing, until it hit him. 

And I mean, hit him literally. 

Donnie felt a strong tug on his belt that sent him flying towards the thief. Everything happened so fast. She pulled him close held his right shoulder in vice grip with one hand and her other hand snacthed her dear pouch while purple was still in shock. Donnie's heart thumped wildly against his chest he swore she could hear. She managed to outwit him in own game. Managing to get out of her bonds while he interrogated her. He was impressed as he was scared. "If your wondering how, I have very flexible wrists. Years of stealing and getting into handcuffs and binds will teach you that." she explained when she could practically see the gears turning in his genius brain.  

A wicked grin etched on her lips with the wisps of her curly hair tickling his skin made him squirm. He blushed furiously. "Earth to Donatello..."she dared whisper in his ear.

"Wait what?" Donnie crashed back to reality, finding that the captive had managed to escape her binds of her hands. He gasped and quickly searched for his tech-bo but found it missing. His answer soon provided by the very weapon being aimed right under in chin, stolen right under his nose by non-other than the slick criminal in front of him. With her distracting eyes, tight fitting gear and not to mention the coconut aroma drifting from her hair, and her palm on his shoulder. Strong yet delicate, squeezed him just hard enough on his shoulder to bring him back from the world of dreaming. 

"I took your lesson. Misdirection right, Donatello?" she repeated his name in a playful pur, knowing she had gained the upper hand. Donnie's hand went to reach for his ninja stars but felt restraint on both his arms. "When did you manage to do this?" he wiggled his arms but the tie was too strong. He scolded himself for creating titanium threaded ropes to be used as binds. 

They are extremely strong cause when tested on Raph, the big guy could not break it.

"Damn you little-"

"Tut, tut, tut" She giggled and secured the pouch over herself. Donnie watched as she twirled his tech-bo expertly then used the sharper end to poke him and push him backwards. Donnie held his ground testing her. "Don't make me fight you." she threatened switching to a darker tone,  "My only job is to send this to my employer or he might just have my hide. I don't hurt you or your brothers. Test my hand and I will be forced to so."

"You lie" 

"Believe your wristband though. Since it somehow is able to scan my pulse." she nodded to the wristband on his arm and Donnie flushed. "Let me walk away, now" she asked again.

Donnie's brows furrowed with frustration, "I cannot let you do that." With his hands binded, he couldn't fight back much but discretely tapped the panic button on his wristband. The nameless thief used the sharp end to push Donatello into the abandoned chair. 

She fished out a rope of her own from her pouch. Donnie managed a peek. "Beautiful, right. The meteorite reflects and refracts surrounding light, giving it ethereal beauty. When she turned to face Donnie his heart nearly fail and so did hers. They were stuck in a hold when each found the others eyes reflecting the light from the meteorite. The dark abys of Donnie's eyes looked the star filled night sky while her's looked like the galaxy swam in it. Familiar feelings of comfort began to settle within themselves, so inviting and warm and natural. Not realising the fact that her body grew closer to his, she heard his whisper, "You're so... beautiful" 

Red covered her cheeks and she drew back. Donnie blinked furiously, too stunned to say anything. The thief shook her head, zipped the pouch to the meteor's light would not distract them and proceeded to tie Donnie to the chair. She paused in front of his seat, watching him one last time. She closed her distance and placed the tech-bo on his lap. The she thief looked at Donatello once again, blush rising ever so slightly. "I'll see you someday I guess. Goodbye, smooth operator."

Donnie was stunned but not defeated. While the thief thought she was home free, she turned around only to be met by a katana blade held to her throat. "Hope your not thinking of leaving so soon?" 

Leo smirked as he saw the wince on her face. The swinging of nunchucks with the sudden roar of Raph's mystic sai's activating told her she was cornered. Her eyes darted around watching the three like a hawk. Then she played a smirk of her own and snapped her fingers.

When nothing happened she grew a little worried. She snapped again but felt no rush of her mystic energy. Leo laughed victoriously, using his other blade to lightly knock the forgotten mystic cuffs around her hands. Finally she heard footsteps approach her from the back. She spun with force and prepared to punch the attacker but Donnie dodged her attack, grabbed her wrist and twisted it onto her back. She was faced once again with Leo's swords. 

"The meteor is in the pouch?" Leo asked his twin and the latter nodded. "Good, we will return it now."

"No," "NO!" Donnie and the thied protested at the same time, the turtle being the calmer. "She mentioned the meteorite containing rare materials from space that her employer is using in the study of yokai and mutants. I need to study it and see if there are any other artifacts like these and what they could possibly be used for."

Raph grew a little tense, "Did she mention who her employer is?". Donnie shook his head.

"Could you tell us, please?" Mikey asked quietly. The thief looked at the only turtle she felt very comfortable with at the moment and denied his request. "My job requires me to be discrete. My employer's identity is a need to know basis and you do NOT need to know,"

Leo sheated his swords and approached. If its one thing that he had great distaste for are people that could possible threaten the life of yokais and mutants. Draxum used to be one off them, mutating humans then came the Krang that wanted to infect and reform humans to the image of Krang. Whoever this employer of her was, he hated every bit of it. "Then we will keep you here until you decide to speak,"

"Come on, hermanos. We're done. Donnie, you can keep the meteor."

"What do we do with her?" Raph asked. "We lock her in the medbay and keep her there until she decides to speak. I will obviously drop by to annoy her daily," the red-earred-slider slipped back into his cheerful and playful side. 

"What about Dad?" Mikey added.

Leo grimaced, "Uhm.... you can handle him?". Mikey gave Leo an annoyed look but he agreed anyways. 

"Alright. That settles it. We rest tonight and inform the fam tomorrow." Raph wrapped up the session and marched back to his room, Leo walking ahead to join him. Mikey turned to the girl, feeling a little bad about her situation, but hey, she is still a thief. "Sorry it had to be this way,"

The girl gave him one of his rare smiles, "No worries. Plus I think with you around, I'll be fine. I have a feeling you wouldn't let twinkle toes blue boy to bully me as much,"

Mikey chuckled then wished her goodnight. 

Donnie and herself left to their lonesome. The genius huffed and pushed her forward with the hand behind her back, making the shorter girl hiss in sudden pain. Donnie eyed her wrist in confusion and loosened his grip there, which made her less tense.

At the medbay, purple set up a simple bed for her. He look the pouch off her body and told her to remove and weapons she had. She complied and dumped it all on the floor. Donnie kept looking at her expectantly. "What? You want me to remove my gear to? It's the only clothing I have on me" She growled and Donnie raised his hands in surrender, muttering an audible sorry and quickly looked away.

She sat on the bed with a huff. Donnie shuffled around the room with her hawk like eyes on his back. On the table beside her, he placed a bottle of water and a green button. "If you need anything press the button. One of us will come and see you. Bathroom is at the right of this room." Then he handed her a pack of toiletries for her use. 

She nodded quietly thinking that was the end but Donnie asked her one more question. "Your wrist is fine?"

The girl cocked an eyebrow, catching her wrists in reflex "Yeah it's fine,"

"Your rubbing it. Wrist not that flexible or something?" Donnie pressed. 

"I said I am fine." Donnie sighed and decided to leave her alone. Her pulse was erratic due to stress and anger. 

"Alright. Call if you need anything. And also, " he took her hand gently, unexpected by her, and pressed into her palm a soft roll of material and a small bottle. "...keep that."

Then he bid her goodnight and left the medbay, locking the room behind him.

She stared after the turtle through the glass doors. Once he disappeared she opened her palms to find a roll of bandage and a bottle of shooting balm. On a piece of paper she read, "Better wrap those wrists" ~ Mr.Hamato. 

The girl felt warmth rise to her cheeks. Damn that smooth operator's misdirection.

Next

[bananaapplewaffle]

Oh Look, Even More Vignettes

You know the deal by now. Too long, UTC.

I Can't Stand Them (Part One) | Deuce - Dorm Uniform

Starting off with math, what a bad start.

ADK;ALKDA;LDKLSADAS

NOT ACE COMPLANING BUT BEING DONE

BRO

I'm sorry?

Thirty pages?

Whew mans is big bad at math.

But math hard, so it makes sense

OOP RIDDLE-SAN

DON'T BULLY HIMB

Finna pull out the flash cards

Oh just a book.

Oh! A callback to Riddle's Dorm Uniform story!

Oh yeah... kinda forgot that Duece was a delinquent, so he really just didn't learn it.

I Can't Stand Them (Part Two) | Deuce - Dorm Uniform

We are still working on this math I see.

BRO ARE YOU NOT DONE YET

ITS THE UNBIRTHDAY

Oh

Fun with math!

...

Girl not y'all talking shit on the day of the unbirthday

Catch that collar

NAH NAH

SAY IT WITH YOUR CHEST DUECE

What is Vargas doing here?

Oh lol

WHO THE HELL LET THE HEDGEHOGS FREE

WHO LET THE RAINBOW FLAMINGOS OUT

I Can't Stand Them (Part Three) | Deuce - Dorm Uniform

OH GIRL THEY GOT OUT

Hey Rook!

Rook just be talking but at least he's gonna help

IT WAS YOU

BEAT THEY ASS

PERIODT

HE DON'T NEED MAGIC

HE GOT HANDS

*PATHTIC FLEEING*

...

Now I need Ace's Dorm Uniform

Cuz I knew something was up

but now I really need to know

Oh no

is that the feeling of wanting to write for my boys again

It's About the Aesthetic (Part One) | Idia - Labwear

Idia I swear to god if you don't hangout with your brother

CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT

Upgraded the damn goggles

...how do they get cold?

Mans is a fake gamern not gaming hard enough

Okay, yes to the sweaty hands

THIS MAN IS WEARING PAJAMAS

Omg he's been gaming for hours

Can relate

How's the genshin event (2.8) treating ya?

2AM

F

Bro literally just take off the coat, goggles and gloves and you're good.

It's About the Aesthetic (Part Two) | Idia - Labwear

Alright, who's gonna catch him?

Not my fault that I'm a RPS master, Grim

wait

ACE?

...so is then when he slept over or...?

adds to note

And we're watching a movie???

OMG NO

IDIA

IDIA

YOU'RE SCARING THE BABY

Oh god

I forgot he likes cats

He kinda is a cat...

OMFG YOU KILLED MY CAT

JUST LEFT HIS BODY THERE

Ace: You see somethin'?

Me: Omfg he fucken dead

LMAO

I love how he calls Grim. Mr. Grim.

NOT HIM CONFISCATING HIS LABWEAR

It's Okay (Part One) | Ortho - Burst Gear

Grim, your the magic of this bit. Come onnn.

Okay I agree but it do be practical magic, so that's kinda the point.

Then do it.

Then be devoured.

Thanks, Ortho.

Grim: Ion what you just said, but I think its cool!

My heart... He just wants to spend time with his brother.

...

One day, Idia. You gotta give him one day.

VIL DON'T BE A FUCKEN BITCH

It's Okay (Part Two) | Ortho - Burst Gear

NOT THE GPS

MANS GOTTA TRACKING DEVICE ON HIM

Malleus, don't be saying nothing cryptic that'll make him--

wait nevermind I read that

The girls finna fight

LIKE BRO

MALLEUS ARE YOU MAD BECAUSE NO ONE TOLD YOU

THAT'S YA OWN FAULT

KEEP UP WITH THE SHIT AROUND YOU BRO

I'm gonna box.

Damn, he really relieved that whole thing.

Then when Grim and Yuu asked he was like:

"Nah that shit hurt too much"

Want to Repay My Debt (Part One) | Silver - Ceremonial Robes

Silver, I know yo ass didn't just wake up and start barkin

I'm very surprised Idia just went Otaku on a stranger but more power to him.

BUT GO I OFF I GUESS???

PERIODT

Imma be real I was only half paying attention to that

Want to Repay My Debt (Part Two) | Silver - Ceremonial Robes

shut the fuck up about dallies bro.

I actually need to do my genshin dallies.

KNOCKED OUT

I do agree, Idia. Silver is handsome.

Mans has a whole animation for waking up wow

Idia a lot of people didn't even know who you were till book 6

Which yeah will be patrolling and shit while Malleus is at Ramshackle at like 3 am.

and then Idia learned the truth

Nevermind he didn't pick up on it.

Either way, Idia I'm pretty sure you've done raids with Lilia.

Twisted Ramblings

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Muahahah two chapters into silly mer/man bush medicine and Heavy medic fanfic! Sorry I keep pestering you about it lol 😅 I also loved how you added images to yours so my people drawing chops are not phenomenal but shoot imma give it a try! I less than 1/20 of him done (what progress damn my perfectionism) so once again thank you for the nudge! Promise this the final time I annoy you ;3; also since I am in a writing frenzy I am even crazy enough to try a full on fantasy world with the mercs but Sniper being a woodland folk and medic possibly being a “easier to hide it” fellow whose hiding in a human dominated world. Again I apologize for bothering you ;3; it’s just fun to ramble to a writer/artist whose art you love. OK buzzing off promise and a massive thank you hug XD

*Screeches* sorry for late reply, I'm participating in both a halloween secret santa and an art prompt as well as real life and halloween games, so my hands were pretty full aaaaa QAQ

And... YES??? Fantasy AU bushmed let's go??? :DDDDD

I love inserting bits of art in the fic because I'm more on visual myself over written, and it helps me along with writing as well >w<

Noooo no it's alright. I want to apologize that it takes me a while to reply. I got a lot on my plate right now ;A;