#Also shhh I expected no time. shhhhh SHHH I say

[jungle-angel]

“I’ve Never Seen Them Stand Up That Quick”

Summary: A frigid winter’s night on the Floyd Ranch brings something no one had ever expected

Notes: Bob x Reader pairing, OC introduction. Also I just got into watching “Reservation Dogs” on Hulu and had to throw a line from it in there (lol) AND SCREW IT!!! BOB’S MOM IS GONNA BE ALIVE FROM HERE ON OUT!!! I REPEAT BOB’S MOM IS ALIVE FROM HERE ON OUT!!! (but we won’t see her until the next fic)

God it had been A DAY......

Bob loaded the last giant log into the woodstove in the stables, hoping that what was already in there would last the night. It was absolutely freezing out and the snowfall hadn’t stopped at all. Winters had always hit the Midwest hard and when they hit, it was often with a vengeance. 

A rather loud snort and a whicker from one of the stalls quickly snagged Bob’s attention. Ruby, the deep red chestnut mare, staggered on her skinny little legs, her sides sticking out from being so heavy with her foal. She must’ve started in her sleep. Hawk had always said animals hold as many memories as men did. Perhaps Ruby had been in the throes of a nightmare. 

She had been an absolute wreck when she and her mate had come to the ranch, an emaciated wreck with a mottled, mange infested coat that left her itching with patches of hair missing. Bob, Joe and Hawk always hated it when they had cases like this, always in disbelief that someone could be so cruel to something so magnificent. 

“Shhhhh Ruby......Ruby...... Ahwayela......shhh...ahwayela,” Bob murmured soothingly as he gently ran his hand down her snout, gripping her bridle for dear life.

Ruby seemed to calm down but Bob still felt her trembling little quiver beneath his hand. He hated being this nervous, lying awake most nights in fear that Ruby might hurt her foal or herself. The last time a horse had been this bad, Bob had been met with the hooves right in his face, his glasses shattering into a mess, leaving him at the hospital to have the lens shards removed. 

“You doin ok in here Robert?” 

There was only one person on the face of this earth who ever called him Robert. He turned around to find Hawk entering the barn with a pair of tin mugs and a camp pot in his hands, his deeply lined and tanned face illuminated in the firelight. His long, pitch black hair had been tied around his head in a long braid with just a few lines of grey beginning to show. His dark blue jacket and jeans were worn with use, his steel toed boots spattered with mud and bits of hay. But there was something in Hawk’s eyes that spoke of an ancient sort of spirit that blended humor and a long line of wisdom in its roots. 

“She’s still skittish,” Bob lamented. “Just loaded a log into the woodstove and she woke up like she heard a gunshot.” 

“She’ll probably be like that for a while,” Hawk told him. “Just keep an eye out for anything else. You want a coffee?” 

Bob shrugged and nodded ‘yes’. It wasn’t like he could go back to bed yet. 

Hawk poured the dark, steaming liquid into one of the tin cups and handed it off to Bob who eagerly drank it, the smell of vanilla and macadamia nut filling his nostrils and tasting like a melted chocolate bar on his tongue. “You snitch this from the kitchen?” Bob asked him. 

“(Y/n) had an extra box on the counter next to the Keurig,” Hawk answered before sticking a cigarette between his lips and lighting it. “She said we could make some if we wanted.” 

Bob gazed thoughtfully at his reflection on the black, liquid surface, still worried about something he knew he couldn’t control. “I don’t know how I ever learned,” Bob sighed wistfully. “It’s just like the Navy sometimes, they throw you in and expect you to know everything.” 

“Oh yes,” Hawk said. “I know your pain. Us Natives have this weird pedagogy, one that says ‘get out and learn fucker’.” 

Bob snorted and choked a little on his coffee. “Goddamnit Hawk!” he laughed. 

“Hey, in all seriousness, you learned from the best,” Hawk informed him. “Me, your dad, your grandparents.....hell your mom too.” 

Bob shook his head and took one more good, long sip of the hot coffee, letting it run down his throat and warming his insides.

“Don’t worry about Ruby,” Hawk told him. “I’ve been working with horses all my life. I’ve seen even the worst, human and animal alike, turn out ok.” 

“You did?” 

“Oh yes,” Hawk said before he took a drag on his cigarette. “I remember when your father told me that (y/n) had delivered Auggie early. He showed me the pictures of him in his little incubator.....told me about how you had nearly lost him......and how he had bounced right back as though he hadn’t had a thing wrong with him.” 

Bob gave his mentor a grateful smile. “You’re right,” he said. “Maybe even the worst will turn out ok.” 

A loud, frightening noise came from Ruby’s stall, the men hastily setting aside their coffee as Ruby lay right down in the hay, her breaths shallow and her snorts coming in short spurts. “Shit,” Hawk hissed. “You’d better go get your dad. We might need him.” 

Bob nodded and raced right back to the house, hurriedly shutting the door behind him without even bothering to stamp off his snowy boots on the doormat. “Dad?!” he called out.

No answer. 

“Dad?!” 

He found Joe in his room, totally absorbed in a Stephen King novel and the faint smell of a freshly smoked joint hanging in the air. “Dad?” 

“Bobby, what’s hangin?” Joe asked cheerily. 

“You’ve gotta come,” Bob told him. “I think Ruby’s about to drop her foal.” 

Joe looked at the digital clock on the sidetable, the red numbers reading 8:45. “Ok,” he said, setting the book next to it. “Gimme a sec to get my boots.”

Joe hurriedly dug out his boots from under the bed and laced them up as quick as he could, throwing his jacket over his shoulders before following his son to the barn. 

“She on her side?” Joe asked. 

“Laid down about five minutes ago,” Bob answered.

“You wanna take this one?” 

Bob froze a little, his eyes widening slightly. “Um.....I.....sure.” 

“Ok now remember, just like your mom and I taught you,” Joe explained, Don’t panic if it gets stuck, just take your time and work with her.” 

Bob sucked in and let out a deep breath before kneeling in the hay beside Ruby while Joe kept Ruby calm. Oh God, I don’t think I can do this.....he groaned.

It felt like hours, long, drawn out and grueling hours before the foal’s front legs and hooves were showing. “C’mon baby, I know you’ve got it in you,” Bob murmured, his shaky hands covered in blood and a clear, sticky liquid. 

Ruby’s heaving breaths and pained cries startled two of the other horses, her mate in the next stall among them. Bob steadied his breath, trying to concentrate on what he was doing. He stripped off his winter vest and rolled up the sleeves of his flannel shirt as far as they could go. That’s when he noticed it.....the one thing every rancher feared. 

“Oh no, no, no, no,” he stammered, his voice laced with fear. “No don’t go back in.....for the love of shit don’t go back in!” 

Very carefully, Bob reached his hands in, trying to keep steady even as Ruby jerked and rolled until Joe and Hawk calmed her down. Hawk’s voice soon filled the stables, the quiet hush broken by his singing while Ruby suddenly went calm. He could feel the foal trying to make its way out, his hands grasping underneath the shoulders. 

One last push from Ruby and the foal made his way out, a beautiful little chestnut colt like his parents, covered in the slick, clear slime and smatterings of blood. Bob was caught somewhere between laughing and crying as he cleaned off the colt when to his amazement, the little thing stood right up, shooting to his feet like a bullet and neighing as though he had been born wild. 

“Holy shit,” Hawk murmured. 

Bob was in complete awe, never in his whole life had they ever had a horse like this. 

“I’ve never seen them stand up that quick,” Bob said breathlessly.

It wasn’t long at all before the colt soon came to rest in the hay beside Ruby, his little head resting in Bob’s lap. “You did good kid,” Joe told him. “You did good.” 

Bob thought so too as he scratched the colt behind his ears and kissed his head. 

[c4-weeb]

Obey me boy head cannons!

Skater!Mc x the demon boys + undateables!

Alright so background! Human mc had invited one of the boys to go to a skating rink with her in the human world, since she is one of the main racers and a very frequent attendee at the place since she was 10. She knows the regular skaters and owners pretty well. Shes held with high respect there and is pretty talented. She has skate races and a whole team of great skaters, so what happens when one day she invites one of the boys to go on a date/ support her during a competitive roller derby? Also please do keep in mind I'm taking inspiration off the monster high roller derby cause that race was pretty cool and difficult to do so make it more modernized and human. You know... no swinging axes or kraken's trying to grab you as you skate. Though in reality that sounds like something Diavolo would put together for devildom roller derby's...

Lucifer

When he heard you beg him to come support you for your first race back in the human world he was a little taken aback. A roller derby? Him? I mean he wasn't going to be the loudest but he did find the thought of watching them succeed and wanting his praise amusing nonetheless....

....in reality he missed the Mc dearly and would appreciate the time with them, but he'd never say so out loud.

When you looked up to him from the stands he smirked at you, the pressure was on... that smirk was the one of judgement and "let's see how you do" which wracked your nerves with enough anxiety that it helped fuel the fire to make sure you succeeded.

When the Mc took off, being shoved by people bigger than her on each side, he was surprised when you fell back and the two idiots collided and she hopped over with ease and sped towards the front with amazing speed.

When The Mc and their team won, she came speeding to him and hugged him from behind and thanked him.

Later he took you out to eat in congratulations, the smile on your face from getting praise and food? All the stress from the day was relieved by that small gesture.

"I dont know why I thought I had finally found out everything I could about you, yet you just keep surprising me...."

Mammon

When the you asked for his support during a casual race at your local skating rink, with just your team mates going against eachother in a regular speed skate with a few obstacles, he wasnt so interested, saying he wants money in return for his support, when in reality he would have went anyways. But when you told him that since it was a casual race, people could bet on the racers, he agreed so fast and even begged to be summoned right then and there.

Expect him to be screaming at the top of his lungs for you to win

Isnt against calling you baby this loud in public

May or may not have tried climbing the fence when you got pushed

Definitely bet on you, and a huge sum of money too. So much faith 😭❤

Once you've won expect him to come flying at you, poor baby forgot you where on skates tho so you'd end up falling backwards to your friends amusement of your cuddly demon.

Tried threatening the owners to do another race so he could get money and failed

Sulked till you dragged him by the hand to skate in the neon lights since most people left it was just you two

Later he would drag you to either go to bet on races with him to gain more money or go to shower you in gifts, really depended on how well you could convince him to not go gambling, which had a 50/50 success rate.

"If I'm not going to get more money I might as well shower you in what I have, make you the prettiest gem for the whole world to see!" "Mammon you only won 200 dollars not a mil-" "sh, sh, shhhhh, shhh, no arguing! The Great Mammon is going to treat his treasure right tonight, ya' hear!?"

Leviathan

Now getting this otaku outta his room was an absolute struggle. So like a cat trapping their preh, you had to summon him to your house and put a blindfold on him for a special surprise.

Dragged his unsocial ass to the car and road down to the skate rink and took off his blind fold once you both got inside.

It took a lot of coaxing, but you finally got him to calm down enough to get a pair of skates.

If your skater friends said hi to him he'd hide by your arm like a scared 5 year old

The jealousy he felt of everyone in the room was unbelievable, because the poor boy has no balance for skating. On wheels or ice, his body just refuses.

You offered to help him learn and the poor boys face was fuming red, thankfully the neon lights and darkness hid it well.

He held onto your hand for balance throughout the whole date, only stopping to eat some pizza and play some arcade games.

After a few hours you headed back to your house to binge some Starwars, wanting to watch something different with him.....which eventually led to the both of you getting bored and going back to the new ruri-chan movie you guys binged countless amount of times on the phone together.

"H-hey! Hold on you're going t-too fast! No now you're so close I-....um... ack everyone can see us...so many people... but its worth it to show that your mine!"

Satan

Now Satan isnt much of a skater, nor a loud supporter, but with enough coaxing you finally got him to at least try and relax with you, doing a nice small couple's night at the skate rink

Really wanted to try human customs with you so there was little resistance

He would hold their hand as you'd skate

Even think of skating away from him and he will chase after you

This man's rage in his bones makes him a natural speed skater

Will tickle you when he catches you, starts a very one sided tickle war tho

If you wanna sit down, it's going to be in his lap, no rejections.

Will find it adorable if your friends make fun of how blushy you're getting as you hide in his chest

"Come now kitten, dont run away or I'm going to tickle you so hard that your face will hurt too much to smile at anyone else but me"

Asmodeus

This sweet baby was already dragging you to your room to glamor you up before the race.

Honey no need to say anything, he will make you the most gorgeous skater just tell him the vibes you wanna give off and he will hit the nail straight on the head and match your aesthetic.

Best expect victory photos.

Will record your victory and show it off to the group chat with the brothers.

Absolutely head over heels for you, hanging off your body in a hug and then going for a really close skate together

Might try to convince you to have some celebratory seggs but will 100% be making it known how much you excited him.

"Sweetheart look at all the likes our photos are getting! Everyone's congratulating you! Awe look at how viral my baby is! That was a VERY thrilling experience watching you, and you do need to take care of that body....shall we take this home and undress you so I can congratulate you the right way~♡?"

Beezlebub

Immediately agreed when you brought it up that you wanted to bring him to the skate rink, someplace you enjoyed going.

He knew skating was like a work out but was worried about finding skates his size there so he brought his own customized skates.

You better have snacks cause baby is gonna be starving.

Thankfully since you also work there and know the owners, you where allowed to hop over and take his order, putting it on your tab. 4 pizzas 2 Turkey legs 7 hotdogs and a pint of water (remember to stay hydrated)

If you bumped into a few of your friends and he WILL get along with them. He wants to be apart of your life, all of it, so he'll make it a point to get along with everyone in it for your sake.

If you ever look like you're going to fall he will be so close behind you it would be like slipping and falling back onto a brick wall who grabs you before you hit the floor.

If you fall forward he will grab your shirt but try not to choke you in the process

(If you do choke poor baby with be hugging you apologizing profusely)

You two try racing eachother but no matter what you dont win cause hes just too fast

Finds you challenging him over and over endearing and adorable.

"You're so adorable when you're chasing after me trying to win, but I'm hungry now...can we go eat again?"

Belphegor

Will complain once you ask him to go skating for date night in the human world

Wont stop till he finds out it has a sunroof along with the neon lights so he can look at the stars while skating with you.

Will only skate for an hour or two then passes out on your lap

Will not help at all when you fall, just laughs cause he is probably the reason you fell in the first place.

When hes skating he will take your hand in his the whole time and sorta lean on your shoulder while skating from behind you.

You two will stop periodically to sit at the small felt covered benches in the rink to look up at the stars (may or may not fall asleep on your shoulder so you're stuck there with him sleeping for 20 minutes)

You will be the last ones out

Must grab some food for Beel cause belphie promised to bring him home food.

Skating (more like you dragging him by the hand while hes in skates)back to your place and looking at the stars together at like 3am

Wont go back till he can officially cuddle you till the morning and leaves at 11am

"Hey look...theres Ursa major...*yawn* come on let's sit down again, I'm tired..."

Luke (only as siblings you take him skating)

Doesnt know how to skate

You end up teaching him and hes the happiest little boy ever.

If you take him to a race he'll be all worried that you got a scratch and starts to get protective over you when the person who pushed you comes near

Definitely eating cotton candy

Playing claw machines and you win him a stuffed piggy and he holds it near and dear to his heart cause it's from you

"Mc! Mc! Look I'm doing it! I'm skating! Sir oinkers and me are skating together! Thank you so much haha!"

Simeon

Happily joins to cheer you on during your races everytime. Got a race? Simeon will be there.

If you dont win he will comfort you and make the best of the situation by taking you to the food bar till it turns to a free skate again.

If you're injured he will pamper you and be ready with his first aid. Little angel kisses on every scrap and bruise.

So many forehead kisses of encouragement and praise 🥺😭

Can speed skate, so if you want to practice he'll help but if you want to relax he'll do that too.

Inlines? Regular skates? No matter what hes great at them.

Somehow he has great luck and every stuffie you showed interest in or every candy or prize there was that you would even look at, he would win on the first try.

"Dont worry! I'll carry it all. You just relax alright? You got pretty bruised from that fall."

Barbatos

Getting this man to stop working and go on a date will need a ton of patience, even Lord Diavolo has to convince him the little d's will do their jobs right while hes away.

Will take care of every scrape and bruise you get.

Man has glowsticks prepared to cheer you on

When it turns back to a free skate he will try his best to impress you and teach you little tricks he's picked up in his many years.

You try to convince him to eat some of the food there and he will politely decline and proceed to take you out to a nice fancy, but quaint restaurant.

"You were really quick to dodge them back there, yet you still got a few bruises, truly amazing for humans to get to that speed and dodge so fast. You're really a fascinating one arent you?"

Lord Diavolo

This man.... he made SIGNS

WILL be hollering when you win

The loudest in the stands

Glowsticks, glowing necklaces, bracelets, man is even wearing a glowing necklace around his head for you, glowing head to toe

So happy and proud 🥺😭❤

Definitely brought barbatos to help hold up the glittery signs him and the little d's made

Barbatos will leave with the signs after congratulating you and leaving you two to your date.

He will be a little off balanced when first skating cause the man went straight for the inlines 😂

Will be smiling the whole time, nothing can or will ruin it.

Absolutely in love with the skate rink because of you and even wants to add a few to the devildom so they can hold tournaments like the one you where in

Can get sad if he cant get you a stuffed animal while you're in the bathroom so he summons Barbatos again to help him while you're away.

Sends Barbatos away so you wont know he helped him get the prizes

Ends up getting you 6 stuffies and a phone case that doesnt fit your phone but it's the thought that counts right?

You win him a medium sized dragon from the claw machine and he sleeps with it every night and loves it like it's your guy's kid.

If he meets your friends he will find out just how much you've missed him as you get embarrassed, makes a mental note to see you once a week after that encounter.

Will eat 2 Turkey legs as you eat a slice of pizza and share a pitcher of soda with him

(He makes a mess of his face so you clean it off for him)

Will not want to leave and go back to the devildom so he'll insist on staying the rest of the night and walks you home

Will. NOT. LEAVEEEE! Master of excuses for why he should stay.

"But I dont want to leave! Theres still so much to do!" "Can I at least see your house?" "I wont leave until I see you're safe at home!" "Please can I stay the night, I miss having you wake up in my arms." "I want to see the morning sun rise with you before I go back"

[ponyoscenarios]

➳Without You // Kim Junkyu

Despite being together for a long time, debut changes Junkyu to the point he thinks he will be better off without you

“So that’s it? It’s over?”  you couldn’t understand what he meant.  

Junkyu ran a hand through his hair exasperated.

“Yeah, it’s not working we both know it” he said looking at the door as if he wanted to get out of your apartment as quickly as possible.

“It’s not working?” you stepped closer to him; maybe, you thought, this was a joke and in any moment he’ll break out of character and be the Junkyu you knew and loved; but that didn’t seem to be the case. “I tried everything I could” you continued quietly.

You were becoming dizzy, this was not at all what you expected when you opened the door and saw your boyfriend standing there.

He didn’t look so affected by it though, he hadn’t even entered your apartment completely, he was standing in your doorway, hair perfectly styled up although now it had become messy, and an unreadable expression on his face . “Yeah so? I did too. I’m not just blaming you, we were both at fault” he said trying to make you feel guilty too, which made you burn in anger inside.

You laughed bitterly at his comment, now everything made sense. “No, that’s bullshit! You wanted this” you said raising your voice a bit.

He rolled his eyes “C’mon please, stop being so irrational” he said trying to grab your hands to calm you down.

“No Junkyu” tears threatened to roll down but you pushed them deeper “I fucking tried everything” your throat was burning from trying not to cry but you continued talking “I gave everything I could to make this relationship work” you tried to escape from his hold but he was too strong.

“and it worked, but people change, situations change” you thought he wanted to sound reasonable but deep down you feared it was just indifference.

“No, you changed and now you’re trying to lay it on me” you spat. He was not the same person he was when you started dating and it hurt you deeply to continue being in love with someone who didn’t even care about you anymore.

“Is it my fault now?” he fought back “Am I the only one who’s been acting weird lately?” he said tightening his grip on your wrists.

“Junkyu you pushed me away” you responded finally breaking free from him. “Did you know this is our first proper conversation in a month?” his eyes quickly moved to look somewhere else, he knew what you were saying was true. “You didn’t even bother to call me, to let me know how you were. I didn’t change, you stopped caring” despite your efforts of holding your tears in, they rolled down blurring your sight.

He didn’t even care anymore to see you like that. Months before he would have cried with you and apologized and you’d make up like nothing had happened, but now he was different, now he could only roll his eyes at your reactions.

He couldn’t keep talking to you and seeing you this emotional. “You know what Y/N?” he said buttoning up his coat and running a hand through his hair once more. “Yeah that’s it, I can’t continue this way, let’s just stop”

You stood frozen in your place just watching him cross your door and shattering you heart without second thought.

It took you a minute to take in what had just happened. Carefully you sat down on the floor and started sobbing. Your heartbeat was strong and fast. Your head throbbed, you knew you would get a massive headache later but you didn’t care, your heart ached too hard for you to pay attention to anything else.

There were a million questions running through your mind. Did your relationship meant nothing to him? Was there someone else? What did you do for him to turn that cold?

In the three years you had dated him he had never acted that way, although it was true that he had been acting weird lately. All of a sudden your conversations became shorter, he stopped answering your texts, he didn’t answer your calls, you were left hanging for an entire month barely knowing anything about him besides what the media said. You even tried talking to his friends, maybe they would help you but they couldn’t. Junkyu was pushing you away in every way possible. But never had you imagined he’d come to your apartment without notice.

You were shocked to see him there, but that shock quickly changed into excitement and happiness, that was until he pushed you away when you tried to hug him, just as if he suddenly grew tired of you. Without hearing a word you said he laid the bomb right in front of you, “We’re over, it’s not working anymore” just like that, without hesitation or second thoughts and then left, just as if you didn’t mean anything to him, not a second chance, not an explanation, not an apology.

☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ 

“Are you sure I can leave?” you coworker asked you but she was already untying her apron and fixing her bag.

You giggled. “Yes, there are literally no customers right now, I can close by myself”

She smiled brightly. “Thanks Y/N” she said hugging you goodbye.

“Just one hour more” you sighed, taking a tray full of empty plates into the kitchen.

The sound of the door opening startled you and you quickly walked to the counter.

“Hi, what can I get you?” you asked politely to the tall boy standing in front of you.

“Hi, uh can I get an iced americano and a pecan muffin please?” he smiled shyly at you and you returned the smile.

You couldn’t help but notice how cute he was but you knew it shouldn’t distract you from your job.

“Sure, it’ll be ready in a minute, take a seat”

When everything was ready you noticed he was focused on his phone, so you decided to take the order to him instead of making him walk.

As soon as he noticed you walking to him he lifted his head up.

“Thanks” he  muttered shyly as you placed his order on his table, and you only smiled at him.

It became common for him to go to the coffee shop you worked at every single day just an hour before it closed. You found yourself waiting for the time he arrived and sometimes you would even ask your coworker to leave earlier. But besides your usual “what can I get you” and his “thanks” you had never spoken. One day though, thanks to your coworker’s pestering, you decided to talk to him. She was completely sure he liked you but didn’t know how to approach you so you decided to make the first move.

You were trying out a new macaron recipe when he arrived, you quickly dropped everything you were doing and went to the counter. After serving him his regular order you went into the kitchen to finish what you had started, when it occurred to you how to start the conversation.

Usually he would hang out at the coffee shop even if he had already finished what he ordered so it was perfect for you.

“Hi” you said walking towards him. “I’m trying this new recipe for lemon macarons and I could use some help, would you like to try them?” you smiled.

As soon as you spoke a shy smile appeared on his face. “Yeah sure, thanks” he answered.

“I’m still working on them so if they taste horrible I’m so sorry” you apologized as he took a bite.

“No, no” he waved his hands “It tastes really good actually”

You smiled brightly at his feedback. “Thanks”

You didn’t know what else to say and he wasn’t saying anything either so you just stood there awkwardly, after a couple of seconds he finally broke the silence.

“I’m Junkyu by the way” he said offering his hand for you to shake which you quickly did.

“I’m Y/N”

From that moment on your friendship began, and with that your feelings for him strengthened.

There wasn’t a day he didn’t visit you at work and it became usual for you to bake him anything.

You would make enough for both of you and since nobody was ever around you would sit with him and just talk about whatever.

You discovered he wasn’t as shy as the first encounter made him seem, he was a really bright and fun guy, definitely your type.

He told you all about his training too, sometimes it would be too hard for him to handle, there was no resting, he got sick a lot, sometimes he overworked himself and a lot of times he thought about quitting, but he loved singing too much to ever bring himself to do it.

You noticed how insecure he looked when he talked about it, so you made it your personal goal to help him with that.

He also talked about the good things, like his friends. Spending everyday with the same trainees reinforced their friendship to the point they became almost like family.

“Why don’t you bring them here?” you asked innocently one day and suddenly regretting it because he might think you wanted to meet his friends, which you did but you didn’t want him to know.

He was taken quite aback at first but managed to answer. “I like my own space sometimes”

You quickly nodded in agreement. “Yeah I totally understand”  you said mentally facepalming yourself.

“Although I might someday I don’t know” he added smiling.

One day as you were cleaning the counter while the tartlets you had prepared for Junkyu were in the oven, the door opened to reveal three boys.

“Hi Y/N” called Junkyu waving slightly “This is Mashiho and Byunggon” he said motioning to his friends.

“Oh hi! I’m Y/N” you introduced yourself while wiping your hands on your apron to shake theirs. “Make yourself comfortable, I’m making tartlets, they’ll be ready in no time” you smiled disappearing into the kitchen.

“So that’s her? She’s cute” commented Mashiho turning to a bright-red Junkyu.

“Shhh Mashi shut up” answered Junkyu embarrassed.

“Why?” intervened Byunggon “She doesn’t know you like her?”

“Shhhhh” hushed Junkyu “I don’t like her” although the way his cheeks burned up and his love-struck grin appeared every time you were in sight said otherwise.

“Then why do you want us to be quiet?” asked Mashiho taking a seat.

“Because she’ll hear” answered Junkyu who couldn’t stop looking at the kitchen door in case you came out.

“That you like her?” continued teasing Byunggon.

Junkyu hushed them again. “I don’t like her” he whispered before walking to the kitchen.

You were decorating the tartlets with more fruit and humming a song he had never heard before. You looked so peaceful and beautiful that he couldn’t help but stare at you from where he stood.

When you turned around you noticed him standing there and he was startled by your sudden move.  

“Did you leave your friends alone?” you giggled.

“No” he said, running a hand through his hair trying to distract you from his blushed cheeks “I just wanted to help you out” he smiled.

“Oh alright” you answered “help me out with this” you handed him a tray with the tartlets while you took the one with the drinks.

“I hope you like them” you said smiling to his friends while giving each of them their drinks.

“Wow” commented Byunggon after tasting one of the tartlets “these are really good”

Junkyu smiled proudly because he complimented your food.

“Thanks” you answered shyly taking a bite of yours.

“Junkyu’s really lucky” added Mashiho without a thought.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion while Junkyu stared at him trying hard not to smack his friend in front of you “Why is he lucky?” you asked.

“Because he gets to eat his girlfriend’s delicious food all the time” he was too focused on the tartlets to realize what he was saying until he felt a hard kick on his shin.

He quickly looked up at Junkyu who was staring at him angrily.

“His what?” you asked, and turned to Byunggon, maybe you heard wrong.

“She’s not my girlfriend” Junkyu added laughing nervously.

“Well of course she’s not your girlfriend if you keep acting that way” he added rolling his eyes.

You weren’t that dense and you quickly picked up what was happening. And for the whole night you had to force yourself not to smile as much as you wanted.

You felt as if the rest of the night went by painfully slowly because you wanted to be alone with Junkyu, maybe he’d finally make a move, it was the most obvious thing to do after what happened.

“Agh” interrupted Byunggon looking at his phone “Yedam says he needs us at the dorms”

Mashiho and him exchange a smirk before standing up from their seats. But just as Junkyu was about to do the same they sat him down again.

“Not you” said Mashiho smiling “it was nice meeting you Y/N” he added.

“Yeah you too” you said walking them out of the shop “you should come back someday”

Byunggon laughed. “Actually I have a feeling we’ll be seeing each other a lot”

As soon as they left you went behind the counter to clean the mess you had made earlier.

You noticed how stiff and awkward Junkyu looked.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed” you spoke up pulling him back from his thoughts.

He stared at your face for a second before laughing in disbelief.

“I’m going to kill them when I get to the dorms” he said walking up to you.

“Don’t” you said quietly keeping yourself busy wiping the counter not wanting to face him

He rested his elbows on the counter and placed his face on his hands. “Why not?” he asked searching for your eyes.

You really wanted to cup his face and kiss him right now but you had to control yourself.

“Because” you said looking up at him with a smile “if it weren’t for them I would have never known you like me” you answered with a shrug.

He laughed and look away. “Alright” he said. “Well, I do like you, I thought it was obvious”

“What? Of course not” you laughed. “If I knew you liked me I would’ve confessed a long time ago”

This time his eyes widen. “Confess?” he asked shyly.

“I thought it was obvious” you responded mimicking him.  

He laughed while walking towards you.

“Trust me, if it had been so obvious I would have done this a long time ago”

He placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer to him. He leaned in slowly and you swore you had never seen anything as beautiful as the way he was smiling at you now.

His kiss was warm and soft, and he tasted like blueberries and coffee. You wanted to freeze this moment and have it replay it over and over again.

His visits to the coffee shop never stopped, in fact they even became longer. When he could, he arrived early and if there were customers or if your coworker was still there he would sit on his usual spot and just scribble down on his notebook until they left.

“I’m leaving already Junkyu, don’t worry” Hani your coworker said to him while untying her ponytail.

He laughed and looked at you “I’m not asking you to leave” he responded.

Hani rolled her eyes “I know but by the way you have been looking at Y/N it seems that you clearly want me gone” she loved teasing him, he would always blush so hard and didn’t know how to respond.

“Okay Hani I think is time for you to leave” you said walking her to the door.

She looked at you both and then laugh to herself. This wouldn’t have worked out if it hadn’t been for her honestly.

“So what are you working on?” you asked your boyfriend while sitting next to him.

He quickly closed his notebook. “It’s a secret” he responded kissing your forehead.

“But I want to see it” you whined cupping his face with both of your hands.

He laughed at your bad attempt on being adorable and shook his head. “No, now let’s go, I’ll help you clean the tables”

You grabbed his wrist to stop him from getting up. “No Junkyu, you’re tired”

He took your hand in his and gave it a short kiss. “It’s no big deal” he insisted.

But you rejected his offer until he gave up.

Usually after Hani left and you were done cleaning everything was when the fun started.

Junkyu would play music and would made you slow dance with him.

At first it was awkward and playful but then it became a sort of tradition. He would even help you find new recipes and would be your assistant when trying them out, which most of the times ended up with the kitchen being a mess and you two covered in flour and frosting.

It was probably the happiest times for you but you knew there was stuff bothering him.

He really wanted to be better at the company, he needed to improve his dancing and singing and to gain more confidence so that’s what you wanted to help him with.

You would ask him to sing for you all the time. At first he would be too flustered and could barely finish a song but with time there was no need for you to ask him, he would always serenade you, making your heart flutter just like the first time.

You also complimented him a lot, it was an easy thing for you, your boyfriend was gorgeous but it meant everything to him.

Sometimes you even asked him to teach you his dances just so he could practice some more.

He was happier now, you could tell your work had been worth it. You noticed how he started changing into a better version of himself. It even affected little things, whenever you stared at him he would stare back and even surprise you by saying a cheesy pick up line.

You had always been proud of him, but now you were beyond it.

His last months being a trainee began. He was a nervous wreck all the time but you always made sure to calm him down and assure him everything would be okay.

You were laying on your couch watching tv one day when he began talking about it.

“Y/N” he said softly and you hummed to let him know you were listening “do you think I’ll be able to debut now?”

His head was in your lap and you were stroking his hair.

“Of course baby, why are you even doubting yourself?”

“I don’t know” he answered adjusting his position over you.

“Trust me, you’ll debut and everybody will love you” you finished with a kiss on top of his head.

The one thing that worried you the most was that when he properly debuted, there would be no more of this. No more visits to the coffee shop, no more slow dancing, no more hugs, no more cuddles, no more kisses, no more of his singing, no more of his laugh, there would be no more Junkyu. He had been extremely careful with your relationship until now, but once he made his debut it was over. You didn’t want to be a burden to him, becoming and idol was his dream and you were no one to keep that from happening. It hurt you to think about it, but in a few months it would be a reality, maybe, you thought, maybe you could just break up with him now. Let him fully prepare himself for what’s waiting for him and you could go your own way, forget about him, but you didn’t want that. You wanted to be with him. Although eventually one of you would have to do it, you preferred him being the one to say it first.

“Y/N” Junkyu shouted into the phone. “I made it, I am going to debut” tears started streaming down your cheeks as soon as your heard that.

You were at your apartment waiting anxiously for his call and now you realized you had been nervous for nothing, it was obvious he was going to make it.

“Congratulations Junkyu! I knew you were going to debut!” you shouted excitedly trying to hold back your tears.

“Y/N are you crying?” he laughed.

“Of course I am” you responded laughing “I am so proud of you, besides you are crying too”

He laughed once more realizing he couldn’t lie to you.

“Baby I have to call you back later, the boys want to celebrate!”

“No it’s okay Junkyu, have fun! Congratulate everybody for me”

Despite how happy you were for him, you couldn’t help but think your relationship was coming to an end, and it made you feel guilty for thinking about that when you should have been nothing but excited for him finally being able to live his dream.

And after a couple of weeks everything started all of a sudden, writing and recording songs, learning choreography, shooting music videos, rehearsing for music shows, it was too much for him. Preparing for debuting wasn’t an easy thing to do and in order to focus Junkyu had to give up a few things for a while and on that list you were included.

You still kept in touch, not as often as before, but you understood his position and never expected more than what you had. Besides you had things to do yourself, you had your job, your family, your friends, you could distract yourself from time to time. But you came back to the conclusion that it wasn’t the same without him, you missed eating with him, and his smile being the first thing you saw some mornings.

Junkyu was a talkative person and since you were his favorite human being meant he was going to share every single detail of this experience with you, and you were honored to be the one to listen to him, for a while.

He was too excited about everything that was going on, and you understood since you were also excited for him but it became everything he would talk about. On a good day your conversations lasted ten minutes and that meant he spoke about himself for nine and expected you to compliment him for the one left.

It wasn’t that you were bored of him but you felt neglected. He never asked about your day or how were you feeling, it became all about himself.

But after thinking about it you realized you were too unfair, this had been his dream and now he’s living it, you should be happy for him not sad for yourself, but the feelings of him slipping away terrified you.

One night as you were getting ready for bed someone rang your doorbell. You were hesitant on opening the door, it was too late and you had not invited anyone over, so who could it be? Your phone vibrating in your hand startled you and when you unlocked it you realize it was a text from Junkyu.

Koala♡: oPEEN THE DOOR

You squealed in excitement and went to unlock your door. As soon as it was open Junkyu engulfed you in a hug.

“I missed you” he said into your ear.

“I miss you too” you responded smiling.

“I brought snacks” he said motioning to a bag full of food.

He entered your apartment as he had done several times but for some reason it felt different today, it felt like a goodbye.

“Junkyu where are you going?” you asked as he walked past the living room.

“I’m staying the night” he announced putting his hands on his hips and grinning at you.

You laughed at his cuteness. “Can you do that?”

“Of course” he said resting his hand on your hips and kissing your forehead “today is our day”

You settle to watch a movie but neither of you were paying attention to it. He was lying in your bed and as soon as you sat next to him he pulled you in for a hug and wouldn’t let go.

“Junkyu I can’t breathe” you said while gasping for air but your dumb boyfriend didn’t seem to care and clutched unto you even tighter.

“I just missed you so much” he whined.

“I did too, but I need to breathe to survive” he laughed at you and kissed all over your face. Your forehead, both of your cheeks, your nose, and then when you closed your eyes expecting him to kiss your lips he just giggled and let you go.

“Hey” you protested.

“What? Do you want me to kiss you?” he teased.

You caught him off guard and leaned in to kiss him yourself.

He smiled into the kiss as soon as your lips touched.

“I love you my cute koala” you said breaking the kiss and smiling at him.

“I love you too cute bunny” he responded.

The night went perfect until you remembered that the next day he won’t be there anymore, and insecurity began filling your thoughts until you couldn’t bear it.

“Junkyu” you spoke softly.

“Yeah?”

“Do you think we might have to break up?” you couldn’t look at him right now, you felt too vulnerable.

He sat right up and turned to you with a concerned look “break up? Why?”

“You know,” you said wiping the tears that had already come up “you’re not allowed to date and all”

He took your hands in his and placed a soft kiss on both of them. “Look Y/N I love you so much, nothing and I mean nothing will make me break up with you. I haven’t been able to date since I was a trainee and we still managed to make it work right?”

“Yes, but it’s going to be different now-”

“No” he interrupted you “Nothing’s going to change between us”

You believed every single promise he made, not knowing that in a matter of months they would mean nothing to him.

The night of his debut showcase you were there, cheering for him in the crowd. His group knew you well and liked you, they were happy you were there supporting your boyfriend and he was beyond delighted.

You were backstage watching your boyfriend who was getting his hairstyle ready.

“I bet you’re heart is all fluttery now” teased Yedam.

You rolled your eyes and laughed. “Actually it is” you confessed.

You had never seen Junkyu the way he was in that moment. He looked like a literal angel. Whether is was his outfit and hair or his general aura, there was something about him that wouldn’t let you take your eyes off him. Although you were already in love with him, that night made you realize you had fallen even deeper in love, and also that it would hurt like hell when he left.

You barely saw him after debut, and you tried to keep yourself busy to keep yourself from having bad thoughts. You decided to take a baking class, that way your little experiments would turn out even better. You also had to had to teach your new coworker how stuff worked at the coffee shop. They were small things but kept you busy enough.

Junkyu’s group began having a lot of recognition, coming from one of the biggest entertainment companies meant they were all over the place. People were talking about them on every social media platform which made you feel both proud and uneasy. You refrain yourself from checking them, most of the time, you didn’t want to know how thousands of pretty girls wanted to date your boyfriend.

When promotions were over it meant Junkyu had a little more free time and both of you had planned to do something together.

“How about we go for dinner?” you said excitedly to your boyfriend over the phone.

“Uh, no it might be too crowded” he answered.

“Yeah that’s right, oh yeah how about we meet at the coffee shop? I learned a thousand new recipes that I want you to try”

“Uh pass, people might recognize me”

“Where do you want to meet then?”

“Can we meet at your apartment?”

“Oh okay! Sure!” you didn’t care where, you only cared about seeing him again.

“Okay, I have to go back now, I’ll see you tomorrow at 8”

“Oh so soon? Okay! Bye! I love you” “Yeah me too”

The next day you did everything you had to do quicker just so by 8 you were completely free for your boyfriend. As soon as you arrived at your apartment you cleaned it up, you cooked dinner, you set a movie you knew he would like. By 8:10 you were done with everything but there was no sign of your boyfriend so you decided to call him, which was a fail.

By 10:40 you realized he wasn’t going to show up so you decided to go to bed. You told yourself something important had come up, maybe he had a surprise schedule, they had to record something on the spot, the list was endless, but honestly none of that made you feel better.

It was 12:20 when you heard your doorbell being rang several times. Quickly you went to see what was going on and when you opened the door it revealed your boyfriend on the other side.

Considering that you were extremely sleepy and a bit mad at him you didn’t greet him as you usually did.

“Hi baby” he said entering your apartment as if nothing had happened and collided into the sofa.

You looked at him for a while hoping he’d apologize.  

“Hi” you answered after a minute, closing the door once you realize he wasn’t going to do it.

You sat next to him but kept your distance, funny enough he didn’t seem to notice your unusual change in mood, or he didn’t even care.

“What are you doing here?” you asked yawning.

“I told you I was coming” he answered without looking up from his phone.

“Yeah, 4 hours ago, not now” you were a bit annoyed at his actions. He came in super late and hadn’t even glanced at you since he arrived. He kept typing on his phone and smiling.

“I’m sorry, you know how busy I am” he said looking shortly at you and then returning his attention to his phone.

“You could’ve called” you persisted. It wasn’t your intention to sound so annoying but you were upset.

“I didn’t have my phone with me, c’mon don’t be mad” he said finally locking his phone and putting it away.

You sighed and realize you were just being petty so you sat close to him and hugged him. It wasn’t worth it to start a fight with him when you had missed him so much.

“So how have you been?” you asked, you missed his funny rants.

“I’ve been great actually” he said smiling at you making your heart warm. “We’ve been so busy lately it’s insane”

“You snuggled closer to him. “That’s fantastic, you really deserve it”

He kissed your temple and continued talking.

“We’re invited on a show next week, I’m kind of nervous about it, but the rest are all excited. Hyunsuk specially, he thinks he’s a variety king”

You smiled at him and reassured him everything would be great and that he didn’t need to feel nervous.

“Fans also have been great, you know, they say my visuals are out of this world” he finished with a smirk.

You look at him with amusement, he wasn’t the type of make comments like that about himself, and you were proud he was gaining even more confidence.

“Your visuals are really way out of this world” you assured him.

“Yeah I know” he smirked “you’re lucky”

You stared at him for a while, trying to find out if he was being sarcastic but he didn’t seem like it.

After an hour or so you became even sleepier, it was way past your bedtime and Junkyu was still talking.

“Junkyu” you said interrupting him. “Are you staying the night? Can we go to bed? I’m really sleepy”

“But I just arrived, didn’t you say you missed me?” he said looking at you in disbelief.

“Yeah but I’m tired, I have to get up early tomorrow besides we were supposed to meet hours ago, not now” you responded annoyed.

“I told you I had stuff to do” he said rolling his eyes “I came all the way here and you tell me you’re tired and to leave?” he said standing up.

“What? I didn’t ask you to leave” you said grabbing his hand to prevent him from walking away. “Okay, fine, I’m not going to bed, let’s watch a movie” you said in surrender.

He managed to get free from your hold and walked to the door. “Whatever, just go to bed. I have stuff to do, goodbye”

He left without a second thought and you were confused at his sudden burst. Maybe he’d been too stressed and you had pushed his buttons.

First thing in the morning you decided to call him. You couldn’t sleep at all the night before because you felt terrible for annoying him, so you wanted to apologize. But you didn’t get any response.

You went to work and tried to think about work solely.

At lunch you decided to call him again, and once more you had no response. Feeling worried something might have happened to him you called Byunggon

“Y/N? Hey!” he answered confusedly.

“Hi, Byunggon, I’m sorry to bother you, but is Junkyu there?” you asked worriedly.

“Junkyu? Ye- ooh no, uh, he’s not here, he just went to the bathroom”

“I tried calling him but he didn’t answer. He kind of left my apartment angry last night, is he okay?” “He went to your apartment last night? I thought he was with Chaewon the whole night” he suddenly stopped realizing that was probably something you didn’t need to know.

“Chaewon? As in Kim Chaewon? Why was he with her?”

“Oh, they’re friends, they uh you know, hang out together, nothing more.”

“Friends yeah” you said realizing that maybe that was the reason he arrived late the night before.

“Yeah, you know, normal friends, Junkyu’s not that type you know that. They just went to eat I guess” “When was this?”

“Last night, he left at 7 I think and came back around 3-” he stopped noticing how weird that actually sounded.

“Oh” you said, your voice sounding too small. “Thanks Byunggon, tell him to call me, bye”

Junkyu punched Byunggon on the arm after the conversation was over.

“What was that for?” asked Byunggon irritated.

“You didn’t have to tell her all of that” he said angrily.

“Why not? You should have told her you were hanging out with Chaewon”

“Why would I?” asked Junkyu rolling his eyes.

“Because she’s your girlfriend maybe?” answered Byunggon matter of factly.

“Well, it’s not her business, besides I’m not doing anything wrong”

“Are you sure? You’re not even answering her calls”

“Yes, I’m sure and so? I don’t need to answer all the time, I’m busy”

“Don’t you want to talk to her?” asked Byunggon in disbelief. “Stay out of it, it’s not your business” finally said Junkyu walking away.

The whole day you tried to contact him without success. Now you understood his weird mood swings. It was obvious he didn’t feel the same way about you anymore, and you understood. Being surrounded by so many pretty girls made him realize he wanted someone better. And it hurt you deeply, you had never wanted anybody else but him and you thought he felt the same.

The next morning your ringtone woke you up.

“Hello?” you answered half asleep.

“Hi” a familiar voice answered.

“Junkyu” you said sitting up in your bed fully awake now.

“Yeah”

“I tried calling you yesterday” you said remembering what a horrible day that had been.

“Yeah I know, I just didn’t have time to answer my phone”

“Oh yeah, I understand” you answered awkwardly.

“So?” he continued “what did you want?”

“What?” you asked confused. He never spoke to you that way.

“Why were you calling me?”

“Oh, I wanted to apologize, I think I was too annoying, and I’m sorry”

“You think? Well, whatever, it didn’t matter”

“You left, of course it mattered” you answered becoming a little upset at his indifference.

“I had stuff to do, so I left, it’s not a big deal” “Okay” you said trying to calm down. “How are you?” you tried to change the mood.

“Great, so was that everything you wanted to tell me?” he asked coldly.

“What?”

“You called me just to apologize?” “Yeah, I felt terrible, I also wanted to know how you were doing. Oh yeah and Byunggon told me you were out with a friend and that you got to the dorms pretty late so I was worried” “You shouldn’t have called Byunggon you know, and yes I was with a friend”

“I know I was just worried about you, and did you have fun?”

“Still, don’t do that.. Of course I had fun.. I have to go back now”

“Oh sure, bye, I love you!” “Yeah bye”

Never in your time dating him had he acted that way. It was obvious something was bothering him but he didn’t want to open up to you. Your relationship had worked out because both of you were open with each other but now he wasn’t telling you things and you felt betrayed.

Days passed and you had not spoken to him. He didn’t answer any of your texts and you were too scared to call him. But what hurt you the most was that your birthday was coming up and you didn’t want to spend it feeling this way about him.

So you decided to call him.

“Jun? Hi” you said softly.

“Hm?” he answered.

“Uh, how are you?”

“I’m great” he said shortly.

“I’m glad, I wanted…” you didn’t know how to say it, you didn’t want to seem too clingy, it was obvious he hated that now.

“Yeah?”

You sighed and continued “You know my birthday’s coming soon”

“Oh yeah, I had forgotten” he said casually while a knot was forming in your throat.

“Oh I understand, I just wanted to tell you that a few of my friends wanted to do a sort of gathering and I was wondering if you wanted to come” you said hoping that he would agree, you didn’t want anything else than to be on good terms with him.

“When is it? May 20th?”

“May 17th actually” you corrected him.

“Really? Oh well, let me check if I can, I’ll call you later”

“Junkyu?” you heard a girl’s voice call in the background.

“Coming” he answered to her in a total different tone than when he spoke to you. “Uh Y/N? I’l call you back”

“Sure, I love you” you said as usual even though your heart was breaking.

He just hummed and hung up.

Tears started streaming down. It was obvious your relationship was over now or really close to be, you didn’t even know how that happened, one day he was all sweet to you and then the next he didn’t even remember your birthday and was with another girl.

As you always did you waited the whole day for his call, and as usual he never did. This continued for a whole week, but this time you didn’t reach out for him. You had to accept your reality, whatever was the reason he was doing this you knew you couldn’t cling to the version of him you used to know, maybe he changed when he debuted, maybe all of the attention got to his head, maybe he met someone else and he preferred her, you had to accept whatever reason that was and you wanted him to explain it to you, but there was nothing you could do if he didn’t want to, and that seemed to be the case, so you stopped waiting for him.

Your birthday came and as everybody knew what you were going through they never left you alone. Your friends made sure you were having fun, and you tried to. You tried not to think about him singing you happy birthday, you tried not to think about him when your friends brought lemon macarons, you tried not to wish for him when you were blowing the candles. It was hard not to but that was what he wanted.

☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽ ☽

A month had passed since your birthday. A month full of anxiety and hurt. As much as you tried not to contact him you couldn’t help yourself. You texted him often and he even responded sometimes. He wasn’t the same Junkyu you knew but you couldn’t bring yourself to ask him what was happening, what was the kind of relationship you were in. He never mentioned anything about breaking up and neither did you. But it ate you inside to realize that the last years together were gone to waste since sooner or later it will be all over and badly.

You even tried talking to his friends, although you knew he hated that, but you needed to know where you stood and more importantly how he was doing, but they never told you anything more than what he wanted you to know. Sometimes you would even check social media to see what people were saying about him. Maybe it was jealousy or resentment but it hurt you to look that he was happy, and it seemed that he was even happier without you in his life.

One day you had just arrived home after going out with your friends, who had been incredibly supportive with your situation when someone knocked on your door.

Absentmindedly you opened the door, maybe it was one of your neighbors who needed something, you thought, but you weren’t expecting to see Junkyu on the other side.

Your heart began racing. A thousand emotions took over you and you didn’t know what to do.

Your first instinct was to hug him so you went for it, not imagining he would step back.

“Hi” he said coldly.

You also stepped back awkwardly, confused because of his reaction. “Hi” you answered softly.

“Y/N I think we need to talk”

By the way he was dressed you imagined he had just come from a shoot or an important event, his hair was perfectly styled, which was weird for you since he hardly ever worn it that way.

You motioned him to come in but he ignored you and stayed where he was.

He took a deep breath before speaking the words that had been constantly hunting you lately. “We’re over, it’s not working anymore”.

A/N: I’m so bad at keeping up with the requests, I’m so sorry!

I hope you like it ♡

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Soulless Riffing: Brainless Ch.13

I got a supernatural action/romance book series as a gift that’s just riddled with stuff that I hate….and as a steampunk Victorian London action romance story filled with werewolves and vampires…it’s yeah gonna be easy to poke fun at.

I just want to say, it’s totally cool if you like this story or ones like it!  It’s certainly a better caliber than a lot of what I make fun of…however…I can’t help but want to make fun of it.

Over here for the 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7+8, 9, 10+11, and 12.

AAAAAAAA FUCK IT HERE GOES!

Chapter 13

You know? The only tolerable parts of this story are the plot and action.  I’m sorry to say that this chapter is like all action and plot but it’s still a clusterfuck made out of dogshit.

HERE GOES!

Doctor Deathbreath is happy Alexia’s power works.  He uses the zombie to rip the two apart.  Before he’s able to Lord Maccon stabs it with the glass she hid in her titties but it does nothing. With the two apart Lord Maccon starts changing back into a werewolf.

They’re all SURPRISED it happened so fast. The author is like “She told them it’d take an hour to transform him out so they must have assumed it would take that long to untransform.”

But like…excuse you book. All these scientists may be too dumb to lie, but after telling a woman they’re planning on killing her, they don’t think she’d lie to give herself an advantage?

So Genocidal Gary just sics a bunch of dudes on the werewolf and marches out of there with Alexia. Alexia has the brilliant idea to stab herself with the glass shard in the zombie, to leave a blood trail for Lord Maccon to follow.  She doesn’t YANNO try to stab the zombie some more, or cut a piece of him open and try to get at the gears in him, or even HANG ON TO THE GLASS SHARD. She just stabs herself.

(Alexia shrugging with the tagline “Guess I’ll die”)

She’s taken to a SCIENCE room.  In this room they have a bunch of scientist with Lord Akeldama hooked up to a machine that’s pumping his blood out into some rando in hopes it’ll make rando an extra good vampire cause Akeldama is extra old.

How could this experiment illuminate how to kill Vampires easier?

SHHH SHHH STOP THINKING SHHHHH SHHH SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

She SO BRAVELY calls them philistines for torturing her friend.

FUCKING PHILISTINES?

1.)   It’s impossible to use the insult without sounding like a pretentious toff.

2.)   It means someone who doesn’t appreciate culture and art.  So that’s the worse fucking thing you could think of? NOW REALLY? AUTHOR, USING THIS WORD ONLY MAKES YOU SEEM SMART TO OTHER DUMMIES! MY LOCAL SCHOOL DISTRICT CURRICULUM TEACHES THIS WORD TO FUCKIN’ 12 YEAR OLDS YOU’RE NOT FUCKING SMART!

They talk some nonsense science and then Alexia really has her MOMENT! YANNO! SUCH A GOOD MOMENT!

She says it isn’t the vampires and werewolves that are the monsters, REAL MONSTERS ARE THE SCIENTISTS!

(Hugh Laurie(?) sighing, rolling his eyes, and tilting his head bag in an exaggerated UGH fashion.)

So Prejudiced Pete slaps her, and I TELL YOU WHAT, I THINK I WOULD TOO!  YOU SPEND ALL EVENING COMING UP WITH THAT ONE, HUH ALEXIA? GOOD FUCKING JOB!

Also you didn’t fucking earn this! The entire last chapter you just played grab ass.  In fact, you basically played grab ass this entire book. The last thing you were going to do to stop this genocide was consult with a guy YOU ALREADY CONSULTED with but you got derailed to TALK ABOUT HOW YOU’RE TRYING TO GRAB THAT ASS!

Now you wanna come in here with almost no work to discover/fight these fucking dimwits with a big self-righteous speech about how these painfully evil scientists turn out are painfully evil scientists?

GO FUCK YOURSELF!

So they shock the body full of vampire blood, and it starts to move. Okay sure. Sir. DumDum Stupidbega asks if the vampire has any blood left, and the other scientist is like

IDK

I don’t think these are fucking scientists, I think all these people are those fucking zombies.  I know they’re supposed to be so evil they kill on a whim, but they take all these great resources and just fucking piss them away.  

BUT LET ME GIVE YOU A WRITING FUCKING HOT TIP HERE:

VILLAINS ARE BEST AND SCARIEST IF THEY’RE ACTUALLY GOOD AT THE EVIL SHIT THEY DO!

Alexia is SURPRISINGLY still alive, so they strap her to a machine to drain all her blood, which is umm probably going to kill her.  They took an antidote and it poured down the drain, but it has miraculously spat back out the drain but also now it’s in a cute mug, and it’s warm, and it tastes like quality Earl Grey Tea.  So they take that mug of warm, revitalizing antidote and throw it against the wall.

EVERYONE IS THIS STORY IS SO FUCKING STUPID AND I’M DONE READY TO DIE!

Before they can start the machine a couple of dudes come in with a wrapped up body, and turns out one of those dudes is MacDougall.  MacDougall is again AGHAST at how they’re treating Alexia and tries to convince BloodHappy Moroniwitiz to try actual science but of course that’s poo-poo’d. They’re about to drain her blood, and MacDougall looks away.

SUDDENLY Alexia starts using a lot of words to describe him as fat and has the line, “Poor thing, … It must be hard to be so weak all the time.”

I know I have a wet spot for MacDougall but…I’m not sure why she wasn’t this upset when he let her get literally thrown to a wolf, or what she’s exactly expecting him to do?  Punch the bad guy and try to undo her restraints just for the 3 other scientists and zombie to drag him away?

I mean I can see her acting out in anger cause she’s frightened, that’s understandable. But like the text clearly wants us to paint this dude as bad for not first getting the shit kicked out of himself for it to not help at all.

Like author? Can we maybe paint this dude as bad because he’s sympathetic toward nazi stand-ins?  

I was hoping he was just a yandere, or kicked puppies. I can forgive myself for fucking one of those? But a centrist!? Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh.  

However just as they’re about to suck that sweet blood the door starts a pounding and it’s obviously Macaronawolf.

Scabby Prick Jizzums says the doors will hold even though it starts splintering right away. My boy, apparently the steel door meant for werewolves couldn’t hold him? BUT OK!

He bursts in, horribly maims the no-name scientists and begins to fight the zombie. NOW THAT’S A REAL MAN! I’M DEFINITELY WET AT THE IDEA OF MY FELLA RIPPING OPEN THE GUTS OF DICKISH BUT DEFENSELESS SCIENTISTS AND SMEARING THEIR HOT ENTRAILS ALL OVER THE FLOOR!

I don’t know about you folks out there but if I was given the choice between a man who lets you die, and a man who will kill you. I’d rather him puss out than fear AT ANY POINT that he may be violent toward me.

But perhaps….

(Natalie Wyn, perfection herself, saying in a mythical fashion, “I’m not like other girls.”)

Alexia shouts at MacDougall to free her during this, and it takes her saying it twice before he does so. So he’s a total coward, and not yanno briefly paralyzed with fear watching a wolf monster disembowel 3 people.

The fight is getting intense the body pumped full of Akeldama’s blood wakes up and attacks MacDougall.

I love how they strap down the vampire with no blood left but don’t strap down the newly born vampire. That seems good and smart and good.

Buttstank Demondip uses Alexia as a shield to escape and the zombie is about to choke out Maccon.  

All this action is not written well.

Lord Akeldama wakes up just in time in order to tell Alexia to wipe at the numbers on the zombie’s head. She’s able to get one of the Roman numerals so it STILL functions but barely, thus freeing Maczoom to eat Alexia. However she’s able to hug his neck and bring him back to his human state.

The two of them dramatically make-out for a bit.  Which like, is fine, but I can’t help feeling as if they didn’t earn this either.  I feel like this is much more cathartic when the two haven’t seen each other in a long-while and we’re both fighting and working a lot and FINALLY they get to see each other again and WOWZERS what a relief that is.  However they were making out just like what a half an hour ago?

Whatever.

Meanwhile MacDougall is fighting for his life against a vampire but yanno that’s fine.  He deserves it because he was paralyzed with fear for a moment.  So he can wait a moment while his crush makes out with a man who graphically murdered a bunch of people and it’s only luck that he didn’t do the same to him and her.

Eventually Lord Smackaroon punches the vampire out, and releases Akeldama from his restraints.  Akeldama makes a remark about how lucky Alexia is cause Maccon’s got that big old ding dong.  And honestly? With how lame this story is they should have just gone with the dumb as hell reference of, “MY! What a big Willy you have!”

Maccon offers for Akeldama to bite him since he needs his strength back….but like there’s literally 3 dead bodies on the floor, and the vampire that has HIS blood is flopped right over there.  But before we can come to an agreement, the zombie suddenly starts working again and starts to strangle Maccon.

The author even writes, “the automaton…was trying to fulfill the last order given to it: to kill Lord Maccon. This time, with the earl in human form, it stood a fairly good chance of succeeding.”

I’m sorry but this is really pathetic.  This is essential the author saying, “Okay I did wrap up most of this action and it’s very low stakes at this point BUT TENSION? HUH? YOU SHOULD FEEL TENSE!”

She really should have ended this chapter sooner on a better cliff-hanger. But WELP! 

Say something Nice Faps:

Fuck man I don’t have a lot to say here, this just sucks a big one.  I mean, it is a dramatic climax?

[queenofthyme]

#library #fluff #madam pince (kicking them out)

Prompts: @bleeding-fandom-heart Author: @queenofthyme

Hermione and Ron weren’t in the library like they said they’d be. It wasn’t surprising, really. They were always sneaking off or running late these days. Harry stopped asking where they’d been after the fifth bout of giggles he’d received in response. He was happy for them of course, but it did leave him feeling a little bit lonely at times. Like now. He’d actually have to study (rather than play noughts and crosses in the margins of his Potions textbook with Ron).

Harry plonked his books down (ignoring Madam Pince’s ominous Shhh from across the library) on an empty table squeezed between two shelves of books, happy for the privacy. The Hogwarts library was similar to the rest of the castle in the way that it had a mind of its own. The tables and bookshelves were constantly rearranging themselves and each day there would be a new configuration. This was Harry’s favourite so far. No one would even know his table was there unless they were specifically looking for it, or for a book on the spiritual properties of Flobberworm, which sat nestled on the shelves behind Harry’s head.

He opened up his Potions textbook and considered playing noughts and crosses with himself before sighing and flicking over to chapter seventeen to read up on the brewing process of Veritaserum. Apparently, it wasn't enough to make the potion, they had also been assigned to write an entire essay on the method before even attempting it in class. To make the whole thing even more unappealing, they weren’t even allowed to keep the potions once they were completed. Harry could do with some Veritaserum, he thought. He’d chug a whole flask, take a walk around Hogwarts and finally tell everyone what he really thought. “If only,” he whispered to himself.

“If only what?”

Startled, Harry looked up quickly and found Draco Malfoy peering around a bookshelf at him. He frowned. This was the first time he had heard Malfoy talk all year. They'd been avoiding each other mostly, looking away when they caught the other staring (which, admittedly, was often) and keeping a wide distance as they passed in the corridors.

Draco looked at him expectantly, remaining half behind the bookshelf as if afraid to come out any further. Harry realised Draco was still waiting for an answer. “Nothing,” he said, shaking his head. “It was stupid.”

“As stupid as this?” Draco asked. His hand went to the cuff of his sleeve but then he pulled back and just pointed at his left forearm instead. Harry understood all the same, although he couldn’t quite get Draco’s tone. Was he joking?

“No,” Harry said slowly, “I guess not.”

“Then I’m in no position to judge you,” Draco said, his face impassive. It was impossible to understand the tone of the conversation they were having with Draco doing that. Harry was used to identifying Draco’s various scowls and glares but this was devoid of any tell.

What the hell, Harry decided. “I was just thinking that it might be nice to be dosed up on Veritaserum so I’d be forced to tell everyone the truth all the time.”

Draco took a step out from the bookshelf and the faintest smile flickered across his face. “Is Harry Potter a liar?” He asked.

Harry couldn’t tell if it was a genuine question or a jibe. He wished Draco would give him some clue. “It’s not that I’m lying,” he answered carefully. “It’s just that I’m not always telling the full truth.”

Draco stared at Harry for a moment – far too long a moment, Harry was starting to sweat – and then pulled out the chair across the table and sat down. He propped his chin on his hands. “What’s the full truth?”

Harry was a little taken back by the directness, and still not sure of Draco’s intentions. He couldn’t think of an answer. “I don’t know.”

Draco smiled properly then. It was teasing, but not in a cruel way. It was the kind of way that made Harry feel like he was in on the joke. “You want everyone to know that you don’t know.”

Harry laughed, surprised that the sound had been elicited by Draco of all people. His once sworn enemy. “If I had Veritaserum, I wouldn’t have to know what I wanted to say, it would just come out.”

“I don’t think it works like that. You still have to know,” Draco said, tilting his head thoughtfully and blinking through eyelashes Harry only just realised were strikingly long. “I know what I’d say to you.”

“What?”

“A lot of things. Many that I definitely won’t be saying without Veritaserum.” Draco dropped his hands and let his eyes fall to the table. There was a slight blush on the edges of his cheekbones that made Harry curious. “There is one thing, though, that I’ve been meaning to…” He trailed off and looked back up at Harry seriously. “I’m sorry,” he said. “For the big things. For the little things. For everything I’ve done that’s made your life harder. For every hex and for every line of ink in this stupid mark on my arm. I’m sorry.”

Harry blinked back at Draco in surprise. It was not what he’d been expecting. Not after months of silence. And now Draco was looking at him, waiting for a response, and Harry didn’t know what to say.

Draco dropped his gaze back down to the table and– “I like your eyelashes,” Harry blurted out. Loudly.

Draco’s head snapped back up. He and Harry both flinched when a heavy Shhh, courtesy of Madam Pince, floated their way.

“Excuse me?” Draco whispered, staring at Harry strangely.

Fuck. “They’re long,” Harry said because it was the only explanation he could think of. Inside, he was screaming at himself for opening his mouth at all. He felt his face heating up. Why had he said that?

Draco laughed (and another Shhh came their way). It was light and high-pitched (the laugh, not the shhh), and nothing like Harry expected Draco’s genuine laugh to sound like. He had never heard it before. 

“I don’t think you’re cut out for Veritaserum,” Draco said.

“Why?”

Draco smirked but there was no cruelty in it. “If you blush like that just from telling me you like my eyelashes, then you probably won’t be able to handle the things a truth serum makes you say.”

The way Draco said it, it was like he knew. Instead of asking the obvious, as Harry could only imagine the horrible circumstances in which Draco would have been fed the potion, he asked: “What kind of things?”

Draco hummed for a moment – a pretty sound Harry also hadn’t heard before – and then said: “All kinds of things. Simple things, like eyelashes, but other things too. Fears and anxieties you’re used to keeping hidden. Debased things you usually only think of in the dark. Desires you convince yourself you don’t feel but you know you do.” He shrugged as if to take away from the seriousness of what he was saying. “If the Veritaserum allows you say it aloud, then it’s something you already know.”

Harry felt himself unconsciously leaning into Draco over the table. He stopped himself before he went too far. Draco’s words made him curious. “Debased things?” He repeated. “Like what?”

Draco didn’t say anything for a moment. He looked to be thinking carefully. And then: “I like your hair.”

Automatically, Harry lifted a hand to his head and pushed back his hair at the mention. Draco’s eyes followed the action. “How is that–“

“I won’t answer that,” Draco interrupted. His lips quirked upwards. “At least, not without Veritaserum.”

Harry tried to imagine the implications himself but thought better of it when a number of images appeared in his head too inappropriate to entertain in a library. He shuffled in his seat. “I like your cheekbones,” he said.

Draco raised his eyebrows in surprise but replied quickly. “I like the green in your eyes.”

“I like the sound of your laugh,” Harry shot back.

“I like the way you fly.”

“I like your hands.”

“Shhhhh,” whispered Madam Pince’s voice from a distance.

“My hands?” Draco repeated, lowering his voice. They both looked down at them.

“They’re elegant looking,” Harry explained lamely. Draco’s fingers were long and delicate and his hands looked like they’d be soft to hold, albeit a touch boney. Not that Harry was thinking of holding Draco’s hands. He’d just happened to notice is all.

When Harry looked up, Draco was already starting back at him, although Harry could have sworn Draco was looking at his lips in particular. He stuck his tongue out and swiped it across his bottom lip, and Draco’s eyes darted right back down. Harry could feel his face heating up again. If he really was dosed with Veritaserum, he’d tell Draco–

“I’d really like to kiss you right now.”

The words were Harry’s but they fell from Draco’s mouth.

“Me too,” Harry said quickly.

Draco smiled, warm and soft at every edge, and he leaned across the table, taking Harry’s face in his hands. Harry was right – they were soft. Harry leant forward himself – he couldn’t let Draco do all the work – and pulled his hands up onto the table to lift himself up a little. In the process, he accidentally knocked his Potions textbook to the floor with a loud ka-plunk, but he wasn’t particularly concerned; his only thoughts were of Draco and how those lips would feel against his. Would there be sparks? Electricity? Heat? He was feeling all those things in his body just from the anticipation alone so he knew it had to be something more.

He closed his eyes as their lips grew closer and braced himself for the impending magic. And sure enough, when his lips met Draco’s, it was an instant flash of magical energy. He’d never felt so charged in his life. But it only lasted a second. Because as soon as their lips met, they were ripped apart.

Harry fell backwards with the force and toppled backwards over his chair. He looked up to find Madam Pince standing above him, wand raised. “This is a library,” she whispered, a look of horror on her face. “A place of study. It is not your bedroom.”

Harry nodded quickly, scrambling to his feet. He could see Draco doing the same on the other side of the table.

“Get out of my library. Now,” Madam Pince said venomously. “And pick up that book!” she ordered, eyeing Harry’s Potions textbook on the floor.

Harry hastily grabbed it, shoved it into his bag and after a quick side-eye to Draco to make sure he was doing the same, made a run for it. Harry was surprised, but not unhappy when Draco slid his hand in his and they ran together, Draco’s laughter in his ear.

“And no running in the library!” Madam Pince yelled out after them.

more like this l @queenofthyme

[stan-and-the-newbie]

A kpop newbie’s reaction to BLACKPINK

Alexa: bold Alex: italic

today you are reacting to... BlackPink!

o damn, are you sure this band isn’t your favourite?

pFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT-  ok, good one, anyway this is them :3

((she tried sending me a picture but it didn’t work))

awh come oN

~ technical difficulties, please stand by ~

dfgfd shhhHhhHhH i know wot im doin smdh. this is alreaDY GOING BADLY

...should i just google them?

its okay, i got it. this is them

o damn. they're very pretty, but that was to be expected

yep.. so what concept do you think they have? lol as if it isnt obvious

idk man three of them are giving me death glares. uhh black? and pink?

tbh,,,,,they have the girl crush concept, like, theyre all badass and stuff

oh, well that’s..  interesting

i cant believe im letting you edit this post..  anyway, opinion on them? they dont look that similar, thank god

well the red-haired one i like the most so far since she doesn't look like she wants to choke me (and not in the kinky way)

fgjgfghj yes i see

the one wearing the 2b outfit is probably your goth waifu

omf

and the pink(TM) one looks like she's the sugar mommy of the group

m o o d

i'm guessing she's the leader? it could just be the thanos throne

they dont really have a leader..  this is also them

ah, lovely, a picture where they don't look like they want to murder me

yes, finally

a bunch of talented asian cuties, wot is new

to be honesT. i'll start with the first one from the second picture

alrighty

her stage name is rose

the first two from left to right are the prettiest imo

o rlly

i'm gonna get lynched alive for saying that, aren’t i

so, opinion?

she's uhhh 23? and a singer, and she's the goofy one

well youre right about her being a singer..  shes 21, and yes, she is pretty goofy. she is fluent in english because she is australian

n i c e

this is her kickin everyone's ass 

((Then she showed me this video))

i-

skinny legend

and they said infinity war was the most ambitious crossover... asian idols wearing brazilian carnival outfits as some dude sings that song from shrek 2? sign me tf up

LMAOO gee her voice still gives me chills rose step on me

alexa that's lewd, let us move on swiftly

sorry i just like her shes also a good dancer

i'm guessing she's gonna be my favourite

o

english speaking idols get bonus points, and she seems to excel at everything else, so...

yes, she is amazing. oh, she also cried over her fish's death

;-; oof

:( bless her anyway, you have any questions?

nop, she's gucci, let us proceed

right, the next one is jisoo

she's a qt ;; she looks like a dork i want to shake her hand and give her a hug

this is her smiling

i-

see thats the heart smile

is she the radiance? because my retinas are burned

SDFGFDSADFG MOOD

literally no one is gonna get that joke

wat if they do?

then they are people of culture

opinion?

uhh, she is the soft one, and.. she's short because why not, and she's 22 and she sings ;; 

o- i mean, she isnt really tall, but she isnt that short. yes, she is a singer, the oldest, 23 y/o and she is a goofball, a derp. very entertaining tbh

she looks adorable and has a cute name and is a goofy dork god bless

all of them are good at english but her. but she Tries- and is confused.  

o o f

tis a baby

she deserves all the hugs

she isnt the best dancer, but shes a Great singer, and very stable on stage

their hair alexa their hair is so fucking aesthetic

i KnoW

i am in pain, pack your dictionary we're moving to korea

fuck yeaH the next one is lisa

abs of JUSTICE

hot diggidy she's the sass queen, and she's uh..  23, and a rapper

oh, this is also her

she is also 21, and yes, a rapper!! a very swaggy one

jackpot

but shes a whole cutie, and the youngest

awh ;;

and she gets embarrassed easily

i see, so she's the tsundere of the group

she is from thailand, and i think shes fluent in four languages, including english

nice, man

she is also an Amazing dancer

n i c e ,  m a n

shes kinda my wife but theyre all my bias so i cannot decide it is Too Hard

i only have one bias  u-u

ofc u do

remember to only have one waifu alexa, too many waifu will ruin your laifu

a baby

they’re all cuties this is fucking illegal

it  i s do you have any question about baby lalisa over there :(

so far this is a very solid kpop band

o

lots of english speakers, cute dorks and pure babies everywhere

;-; yes

it has my seal of approval

n i c e the last member is jennie

o damn. jennie? j-just jennie?

just jennie. she doesn’t need anything else

is that an ACDC shirt

apparently

why do they all look so good and fashionable, and both glamorous and cute and pure at the same time, alexa the space-time continuum shouldn't allow this

pffft opinion?

hmm.. she's both a rapper and a singer, and uhh..  she's the second sassiest, but also a goof, and she's 23. I'LL STICK WITH MY 23 also damn nice thighs

she does have amazing thighs tbh.. WAIT HOW DO YOU KNOW SHES ALSO A RAPPER AND A SINGER

well usually in smaller kpop bands one of them does the support for both singing and rap..r-right?

,,,,,,,,,now that you say it

it finally happened folks, i taught alexa something about kpop

badass

THEY'RE ALL SO PURE, FUCC

THEY ARE, they have the badass girl crush concept, BUT THEYRE ALL FUCKIN CUTIES IRL also, take this

my poor heart

jennie is so smol ;; jennie is the smolest

i'm sorry, i was distracted by the thicc

mood tbh she is also fluent in english lmao

pack your shiT ALEXA WE'RE GOING TO KOREA

y ES theyre all really cute and entertaining, they dont go over the top, but theyre still pretty funny - as funny as a girl group can be anyway

pfft i find all of them entertaining tbh. show me some songs fam 

o, alrighty. this is a dance practice, it was the first thing that was released and everyone went nuts

((Then she showed me the dance practice video))

lisa is the one with shorts, jennie has the cap, rose is the one with braids and the last one is jenniejisoo

oof, a bit too edgy for my taste, sorry. but the routine is great!

well, they were kinda made to be badass

yeah, i figured

also, a little side note

o?

their company is one of the biggest companies out there, but theyre known for their shitty management, as in, they dont really give idols many comebacks or promotions, so they dont have many songs;; even tho they debuted two years ago

well, that kinda sucks

yep..

i imagine this business is pretty finicky behind the scenes. i guess it can’t be all sugar and glitter all the time

true..  anyway, this is is one of the two songs in their debut ep lol 

((Then she showed me “Whistle”))

also, may i add, their mvs are hella aesthetic

they seem to be..  not a fan of the super edgy american-ish songs though

yeh, their second ep was better. this is from the second ep

((Then she showed me “Playing With Fire”))

pyromaniac title, piano in the first second. this one's gon' be gud

yeah, this one was definitely better - well, not objectively, just imo 

yeah then theres this beautiful beautiful song 

((Then she showed me “Stay”))

that title gives me the hibby jibbies

y e p p

nvm i saw a mcdonalds in the background and now i'm chuckling

sdfdsdfg honestly the mv is So Pretty

ALEXA I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR SAD TIMES

shhh its a nice lil song just dont read the lyrics lmao

...i'm reading the lyrics now I THOUGHT THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A BADASS GROUP WHAT IS THIS

the chorus is so nice tho, with the claps

it is..  well, that was mildly depressing

at the end they hold hands and laugh and jump around in a circle in the mv and its just..  i rlly like the mv and the filter is very pretty

a e s t h e t i c

anyway, back to badass

((Then she showed me “Ddu-du Ddu-du”...?))

this is their most recent release, this time with a mini album

and i see thanos’s throne is back

y eS

these sets look expensive as fucc.. is that a fennec fox?

maybe..

and the evil parrot from rio? what is this, a crossover episode?

THE MOST AMBITIOUS CROSSOVER

first we had the shrek 2 song, now this they gon' hit me with dat turu turu du alexa halp meh  

i k r wat u gon do

is that.. a sparkly tank?

y ES jennie is an icon

i feel like i've ascended

tbh all these things were so unnecessary yet they did it anyway

well i certainly don’t regret it

that breakdown at the end is kinda cheap, but i think the diamond tank made up for it

definitely

sdfvbvGJHGthere are two mvs left

oh, just.. just two?

y es

i feel bad for them ;; did u say it's been two years

yeah..

this is so r00d

yes, always feel bad for yg artists

what’s yg?

its a company - their company

ah, i see

their shitty company

oof

here's their debut song (which i dont really like but Oh Well.)

((Then she showed me “Boombaya”..? who the hell comes up with these names?))

well, in all fairness if they're one of the biggest they probably have a lot of bands to manage

not really..  they had very successful bands though, so that kinda paved the way for the ones nowadays

ALEXA THESE FUCKING LYRICS ARE KILLING ME

ASDFGBFVDS MOOD CLICK CLACK BADDABING BADDABOOM QUEEN

"i'm so hot i need a fan i don't want a boy i need a man" BISH YOU'RE A 5 FOOT 20-SOMETHING ASIAN IDOL CHILL

hjkjhghj shhHHH

this is a whole drugtrip

it iS

are those..  black leather biker pants...  mixed with blue jeans? this is some next level shit alexa i can't handle this

y ES fashion icon

why do coke when you can watch this for free and legally?

ikr theres one last mv, and its better, trust me

..alright...

theyre cute in this one

((Then she showed me “As If It’s Your Last”))

jisoo is the one with the heart magnet and i love her

awh ;; man these titles are edgier than 13 year old me

oh come on, its a love song

that dancing, it's s-so lewd  <-<;;

it iS oh, i forgot lisa's rap is in english

n o i c e i didn't know jennie had her own ice cream business

girl is going places okay but 1:36

what about it?

th-the cotton candy part

pfff

sorry i remember the first time and saw it and was like fukc thas cute

well, it was. it was pure ;;

alright, final thoughts?

well, they're a bunch of cute and talented dorks, but that ain't nothing new. either way, 10/10 for the lewd dancing and the fact that they speak english. give dem more comebacks, fam

they have lewder choreos, but thats for another day. justice4blackpinkcomeback edition

yeS, let’s make a petition

Heya peeps, it’s a boii mod Alex here. This was the first time I put together a Reaction Wednesday post, so uh.. yeah...  I think it turned out pretty good! But seriously, a lot of work goes into these, even though it may not seem like it. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! See you next week!

[peakybl1nders]

Fate - Michael Gray (Michael Gray - Peaky Blinders) - Part 4/8

Summery ; Thomas Shelby was planning to use McKenna Brady as a guarantee of a sealed deal by marrying her to his cousin. Little did he know her father had already sold his youngest daughter to one of the most feared men in Birmingham. Thomas also didnt know that Michael Gray had fallen head over heals for the girl during their brief encounter and would do anything to ensure she marries him instead. Even if it means going against one of the most brutal gangs in England.

McKenna tried to understand the cruel man in front of her and find excuses for the way he acts and the things he does but she could only come to one conclusion and that was he is a horrid man right to the core.

Within the past week McKenna’s father had found her and shipped her of to her ‘new home’. At first she had been stubborn and had ignored Will, but all that gave her was harsh words and bruises.

So here she was, sitting across from her fiancé eating a nice dinner she had prepared. She tried to smile whenever eye contact was made but it was becoming more fake as dinner came to an end.

Once they had both finished McKenna cleared her throat “I’ll wash these up and then I’ll go and feed the horses if you don’t mind” she spoke softly. “We have maids to do that McKenna” Will dismissed her feeble attempt to get away from him “We will start a fire in the main room wand begin to plan the wedding”

“But my horse doesn’t take well to new people”

“The horse will get used to it I’m sure”

So McKenna was now sitting in the main room being presented with Will’s scribbled plans. After some attempts to suggest a different colour scheme or menu, McKenna realised that there was no changing Williams mind.

The day was full of many realisations like this for McKenna but it wasn’t until she was sitting on the floor of their shared bedroom seeing her tear-stained face in the broken mirror that McKenna decided enough was enough.

She grabbed her coat as quietly as she could and slipped through the back door, making her way to the stables where her horse was. She positioned herself on the saddle and they set off, going in the opposite direction to the horrid house behind them.

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Arthur had enough of Tommy’s rants for one day so he left the big country house and continued to walk down the windy and unkept roads. He didn’t care where he was going, all he knew was that he needed fresh air and a cigarette.

However, at the sight of McKenna with a tear stained face, ruffled dress, and unkept hair he soon dropped the barley lit cigarette and ran to calm down the spooked horse.

“Hey, shhhhh” he grabbed the reins “come on now shhh” the horse seemed to calm down and McKenna thanked him trying her best to shield her face.

“McKenna” Arthur turned her to face him and tried to hide a gasp “what happened? Why are you here, I thought you were living with that Beckett guy”

“I ran out” she stated “I couldn’t stand him” she tried to laugh and hide her true feelings but it soon turned into a choked sob. “Come ‘ere” Arthur brought her into a hug “I’ll bring you to the house, I’m sure Aunt Pol will have a spare dress” he said elbowing her and making a playful face at her tragic dress - earning a real laugh from McKenna.

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Michael simply could not get the girl out of his mind. Her beauty and manners made his cheeks flush pink and a smile appear on his dazed face.

However, the feeling of hopefulness was soon replaced by hatred when he remembered the existence of Mr Beckett. Michael could not help but feel bitter towards the fact that McKenna would be his wife by now if it wasn’t for the evil man.

But it seemed fate was on Michaels side this time and Tommy’s office door opened and in walked Arthur and McKenna. Michael quickly stood up and put out the cigarette he had been mindlessly puffing on. “McKenna why are you here?” He couldn’t hide the happiness in his voice and it caused McKenna to smile “fancied a little horse ride and I ran into Arthur here” at this Arthur scoffed and turned to Poly and Tommy (who had just been in a heated argument the moment before) “she ran away” he said “that Beckett man is as bad they say” at this Polly grabbed McKenna gently by the arm and pulled into a spare room to clean herself up.

When McKenna entered the office again it was silent and uncomfortable but once Tommy began to speak everyone turned their hidden anger aside and focus on him.

“McKenna” he began “due to your circumstances Shelby Company Limited have decided it would be wrong of us to send you back to your home so you may stay here in a spare room for as long as you need” Michael nodded in agreement and relaxed into his chair. “However” Tommy began leaning on his desk “we don’t just hand out favours without expecting anything in return”

“And what would you want in return?” McKenna began to fiddle with the bottoms of her sleeves and her nerves increased.

“We want you to go home and steal your family jewels”

“Deal” McKenna instantly replied “but I have one condition” she added causing raised eyebrows from everyone in the room “I want you to allow Mary to stay here as well but she will not be treated by a maid but as my dear friend” Tommy scanned her eyes for any signs of hidden motives but after finding none he leaned back in his chair “Deal”

(All other chapters/parts can be found under the tag ‘fate - Michael Gray’)

Notes; thank you for all the support guys it means the world❤️ hope you continue to like the story and where it’s going x

[ecotone99]

[HR] If I follow the rules I wont die

Sara you know that I love you. Since the college days and even now. But when you lay dead before me half decayed I feel my life essence being sucked out. I did not mean to kill her. "

"She's our daughter."

"I did not kill her ..no I did not...." Rohan dropped on the floor.

Though it was in 1990 when he murdered his girlfriend Sara and her daughter Daneil,he could still see the blood on the floor. He could feel the stench that filled his room.

Everyone in southern Indian know about the summer in Chennai. The sun burns so hot in the afternoon that no living being will ever come out in open. But in the evening everything changes. The sky will turn red, seagulls chirping, the cold breeze from the beach and a person in a right spot will forget all his worries and praise the ultimate being for keeping him alive.

And that is when young Rohan saw her for the first time. Though Rohan was an introvert and also was quite new to the town , he knew the city well. She was with her friends but she wasn't chatting with them or gave any attention to them . She was more focused on petting a stray dog. Rohan loved dogs and he had lost his lab the previous year and this scene made Rohan notice her.

Sara was a pretty girl, black straight but not so long, black eyes, a typical pretty south Indian. That day something sparked

Rohan was in Chennai to complete his bachelors in Engineering. He belonged to a decent middle class family and was able to afford a pretty good college to study at. He didn't miss his family that much. He cried a bit when he left his house in Trichurapalli but that was it. He didn't have many friends or any good memories there. College was his escape pod.

In college he got friends, both the good ones and the bad ones. But he was happy there. And one day he saw her there , in the college canteen with that same company but she seemed talkative. Being the shy one he didn't have guts to call her for a coffee.

Turned out one day that she was one of his friend's twin sister. Then they became friends. He really liked his new friend . But soon he came to know about her life. Her boyfriend, her secrets he came to know about most of them. Moreover that's what best friends do right, share secrets with each other. That day he realized that something was wrong with him . So he tried to stay away from her. He knew he loved her but was too afraid to accept it. And one day he told her.

She said "no". Not an answer that he did not expect. Moreover who was he , just another insignificant brown guy in her life - he thought himself. He was depressed for few months and finally moved on though it costed him a part of older self the essence of childishness that his parents loved the most about him.

Something changed in the pre final year.She was still a friend of his even after his proposal and she had handled that issue maturely. She got a new boyfriend and Rohan was normal. Until the night when she kissed him in her house. They were tired after the late night party and Rohan decided to stay in his friend , also Sara's twin brother Jonas's house. Fear stuck Rohan. Not because of something dangerous but the thought falling in love.

The next day everything was fine and she was with her boy friend the whole day and Rohan blamed the alcohol for that night. But why did he not resist?

People are mysterious. And is there anything more mysterious? What about love? What are we if we lose the ability to love? What will you see the next time you stare into your loved ones eyes? An abyss.

4 years later

June 28 1990

14:30 hrs

Somewhere in Chennai

"Ding""Dong"

Sara opened the door and the sight of Rohan chilled her spine. "We agree...agreed not to meet again" Sara told with a trembling voice.

"I'm leaving to Australia this July. Wanted to see you for one last time."

"My husband has gone out to work "

"Let me see her "

" No Rohan dont start this ag..gg.gain" Sara started stuttering making the dark shade under her eyes because of normal household duties more visible.

"I want to see my daughter for one last time"

" Rohan she is my daughter "

"She is our daughter and we both know it"

" Rohan stop this please" she started crying and dropped on the floor

"Just once then I'm gone forever"

A little kid came to the door running

"Momma why are you crying momma" she said in her innocent voice putting her finger right into her mouth just after saying that

"Momma cries when she is happy sweet." She told her 4 years old daughter wiping off her tears and lifted her

" Uncle over here is Momma's old friend and he brought me a very good news " she added

The kid stared at Rohan for few moments and she said

"Unkk....." unable to pronounce properly she started waving her hands in the air as to ask him why he was there

"She got your hair and smile. How come she is not like me?"

"The eyes"

He started to cry as he saw the same brown eyes that he sees everyday in the mirror on her .

" crying.. unckk" she said looking puzzled and turned back to her mom

" uncle is sad that he has to leave now" Sara said

"Go play with your toys Daniel" she added with a bit rough tone

Daniel went inside

"Is he treating you good" Rohan asked

"I'm happy Rohan. My life is perfect" she replied with tears but with a bold voice

" Happy ending then"

Sara waited till he turned back and got out of her vision.

Two months later

10 September 1990

20:14 hrs

The rain was so heavy that no could differentiate day or night by looking outside. It was so dark that the hell itself was asleep. The darkness even the predators feared of was surrounding the whole city . With the power cut the lightning and thunder was more noticeable. Very loud bright and frequent that it will make any man feel inferior . And Sara was in her living room.

"Danniellllll....." she tried to shout but she couldn't. Her whole body was shivering and each thunder just made it worse.

" Dannielll...where.rr.r are you?" In a helpless manner

Her heart was pounding fast..dub dub dub dub like million beats per second.

She already searched outside and Danniel wasn't there .

Her hair was wet and she was soaked. Her husband was on a business trip to Singapore and she was all on her own.

"Danniel.....come to momma" she started walking slower as she saw another foot prints on the floor as the lightning striked.

When the next lighting striked she made sure she remembered the path the footprints led. It led to her bed room. Danniel's toys were scattered on the floor. When she neared the bed room door she could her her child crying with fear. She blasted inside to find Rohan sitting on the bed with Danniel on his hands.

"Shhhhh Shhh Papa is here .. and he wont leave you hereafter..shhh shhh"

" Rohan what is this" she asked as calmly as possible one hand reaching for her girl and the other one trembling with a kitchen knife behind her back.

" I couldn't leave her Sara I tried please dont take her away from me"

"I won't Rohan"she replied calmly as she brought the kid to her side.

" you are happy. Everyone in this goddamn world is happy and why does all the bad thing only happen to me"

" we will talk about this later tomorrow " Sara replied. She tried the landline hours back. It wasn't working.

"She is the only good thing ever happened to me " he dropped on his knees crying.

Isn't that the difficult things of all " moving on". People easily say that. "Move on , it will heal " or does it really. Is that what moving on is about?Giving your soul some time to heal itself!!"....

It never heals ..it is an open wound since day one. It doesn't heal. It wont ever. What are scars when compared with real pain? People say hard things will leave a scar so that we will remember it forever. We move on by learning to live with the wounds. We try to choke the bleeding by giving a part of ourselves in doing so.

And we continue our usual life but stronger than yesterday.

But some are weak .

Rohan reached out to grab danniel's arm but Sara pushed her back.

"Mmmmaaaa" she heard a scream

She found her daughter lying on the floor and there was pool of blood. Before she could react the poor thing had already died. Sara didn't know what to do..she knelt before her dead child feeling as soulless as the body in front of her. Without think she turned back to kill that devil . But when she turned he was already there. Right beside her. Feeling soulless .He took the knife from her hand and slit her throat wide open.

"If I don't go out off this building I will die" Rohan said

" I have to go"

"Dont talk with anyone"

"Knives are dangerous"

"I dont wanna die"

The room was scribbled with pencils and some words were written with his own blood.Some words were identifiable and those read "love" "mistake" "pain".

"Patient seems to show no improvement over the increment of dosage"

"I'm gonna die if I dont follow the rules"

"Personal blog #542 patient no.720 one of the rarest cases. Still haven't recovered from the trauma he had experienced.Subject is charged guilty for two homicides which includes a girl of 5 . DNA test proved that the daughter was his own. Monsters do exist. The date is 28 June 1999 and this is Dr. June signing off"

"I'm gonna die if I dont follow the rules"

June held his waving hands and rubbed it a bit easing him.

"You are already dead"

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