#and now im at my destination waiting for my bus and i saw that the third possible train had a waggon more than the one i took and free seats

[bennitastisch]

sometimes taking the train feels like a cruel joke by the universe

[stupidlyobbsessed]

Sleeping with a stranger

@autobahnzurholle

Sorry the pov is fucked up and also this isn't good in general

Pairing: kurt cobain and male reader

Summary: reader goes on tour with nirvana but they only booked 3 rooms so kurt and reader have to share

Warnings: none

Kurt was sitting in the tour bus talking with krist and dave or more so listening to their conversation, they were waiting for one of their friends who for some reason Kurt had never met, he was nervous if he was being honest. Kurt didn't really like meeting new people but from what krist and dave were saying he seemed like a nice guy.

"Hes really cool your gonna love him Kurt" krist said happily "yeah man y/n is awesome" dave adds, speak of the devil and he shall appear y/n walked onto the tour bus, Kurt's eyes widened when he saw him.

"That's him?" Kurt said trying not to blush, the other guys nodded and told their friend to sit down with them.

"Kurt this is y/n, y/n this is kurt" said krist introducing them, Kurt puts his hand out and smiles, y/n happily shakes Kurt's hand. The four boys sit on the tour bus waiting to get to their destination, in the mean time Kurt and y/n get to know eachother.

When they get to the hotel it's already about 10:00pm, the men go to their rooms to unpack but then they realize something. They only booked three rooms and there's four of them, y/n was a last minute person that they decided to bring so they didn't have time to get a separate room for him aswell. Two of the guys were going to have to share.

"I'm not sharing my bed I'm to tall to sleep with anyone else" krist argues, dave speaks up "that's a fair point, krist is a giant there's no room with him, but I'm not sleeping in the same bed as another guy" Kurt looks at his band mates "oh come on why me? I don't even know the guy, im not sleeping with a stranger" he complains "well to be fair you are the smallest of all of us and it would give you guys an opportunity to get to know eachother" krist explains, Kurt looks at y/n to see if he's ok with it "I don't mind, I promise I don't take up much room" y/n says, Kurt nods "ok, ok fine, deal you can sleep with me" Kurt agrees.

"Were gonna head out to a club, maybe get laid, do you guys wanna come?" Dave asks. Everyone just finished unpacking so dave and krist are planning to unwind and party, which isn't really Kurt's thing "I'm good, I'm kinda tired from the drive" Kurt says as he plops down onto his bed. "Yeah me to guys and I don't feel like picking up chick's right now" y/n replies laughing a little, "you guys are no fun suit yourselves" dave says and with that y/n and Kurt are alone.

"So...what do you wanna do?" Y/n asks Kurt who is smoking a cigarette while laying down, Kurt props his head up "I don't know man we could just talk?" Kurt says unsure, y/n nods.

"So do you have a girlfriend?" Y/n asks Kurt, "oh uh no I don't, not anymore atleast, she broke up with me a couple weeks ago" Kurt says taking a drag from his cigarette, "oh I'm sorry" y/n says feeling a little bad, "no, no its ok, she never loved me" kurt reassures him, "do you have a girlfriend?" Kurt asks changing the subject "no, I don't exactly like girls" y/n says to kurt, Kurt blushes slightly "oh" he says quietly "what?" Y/n asks "oh nothing it's just...I think I might like guys too..." kurt admits, y/n smiles "well if you do then I think your pretty cute...not in a weird way" y/n reassures him, Kurt blushes and smiles.

Kurt and y/n talk for a few more hours before finally laying down to go to sleep, they start out laying back to back but neither of them can sleep so they turn face to face, "do you mind if I call you beautiful?" Y/n asks kurt as he sees his bright blue eyes staring up at him, Kurt blushes "I don't mind" kurt says quietly "well your beautiful" y/n cups Kurt's face and moves closer, Kurt can feel his heart beating out of his chest, he's never been in a situation like this with a man. "You're beautiful too" kurt whispers, y/n moves closer and whispers in Kurt's ear "can I kiss you?" Kurt feels like he died and went to heaven, this gorgeous man just asked if he could kiss him, he's never kissed a man before but of course he says "yes..." and with that their lips meet, it's a soft and sweet kiss, their lips move against one another, they fit together like a puzzle, kurt can't help but smile against the other man's lips, they hold eachother close, Arms wrapped around eachother, kurt melts into the others touch and moans soflty into the kiss, he's never been kissed like this, so gentle, yet so powerful, the two may have just met but the kiss was filled with love. They make out until they can't breathe anymore.

Kurt lays his head on y/n's chest and he plays with Kurt's hair "Kurt?" He asks, kurt looks up at him "I really like you, how do you feel about going somewhere tomorrow?, I don't care where as long as we can spend time with eachother"y/n suggests, Kurt's eyes light up "I'd like that" he says smiling, y/n smiles aswell "it's a date then" he gives kurt one last peck on his forehead before they fall asleep in eachothers arms. I guess sharing a bed isn't so bad after all...

[baekybaeky]

pairing: jaehyun x gn!reader | fluff | W: none Requested? YES

[17:39]

you wait near the school gates, waiting for friend!jaehyun to appear.

getting nervous each minute pass by, there you saw him. backpack slung over one shoulder. 'how could he be this handsome while walking' you thought.

"Whats up? Why did you want to talk?" he ask while walking closer to you

"About that, can we go somewhere a bit private?" you look around seeing a bunch of students waiting for their bus or just simply walking.

"Okay now can you talk? I'm kinda running late for a group study." he simply reply after reaching your destination.

"Okay so..." "so... what?" he ask curiously

"Umm... I kinda maybe... like you... since the day we met, and like i mean its a very long time. but i dont know, it grew on me and i held it for a very long time, but look at me. I'm here now haha" you ended with an awkward laugh while catching your breath.

you close your eyes waiting for his answer growing nervous every second passing.

"You know what? you're probably late to your study group, you can just forget everything that I've said."

you peek one eye open to see his reaction. There you saw him, not cringing, not disgusted but smiling with his dimples visible.

you begin to talk again but suddenly got cut off with soft pair of lips.

"There, that's my answer" you blushed at the sudden action.

"You know you're cute when you're nervous. And i don't care if im late to that study group. Were gonna get food." he answered.

You just stared at him smiling, when he suddenly took your hand interlacing it with his.

You felt great, ecstatic. All your stress and nervousness are clearly gone. You stare at him again and just can't believe that he is yours now.

A/N: just realize that i have written so many jaehyun fics now-

Requests: Open

Feedback is appreciated

[avungerthatgotaway]

The Soldier of the Night

heyyyy guys!! this is my first ever request fic and im so excited to do iiiit. please tell me what you think of it in the comments🥰

it's made for this request

summary: y/n finally takes matters into her own hands and escapes hydra. but it won't be as easy as she tought...

warnings: mentions of blood and child neglect

pairings: avengers x teen!reader (platonic)

genre: angst-ish, fluff at the end

Sorry for grammar mistakes.

If you have request feel free to ask🥰

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Y/N Y/LN, but no one calls you by that name. To the world you are known as The Soldier of the Night, the merciless murderer. Mothers all over the world use you to teach their kids about most dreadful dangers. People gather around campfire in woods and share scary stories of your cold heart and homicides you don't feel guilty about. You are the biggest fear of each and every government there is in world.

And you always wonder what all those people would say if they knew how old you were. Or that you never kill willingly. Or that you silently pray every night for the victims you harmed or killed in your brainwashed state.

Or that hydra has no control over you anymore. You are currently running, without exact destination, just to get as far from hydra as you can. They are probably alerted of your absence by this point, but you are already in New York, so you can maybe find a hiding spot before they find you.

-

-Avengers pov

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Nick Fury hurried to the avengers tower, where he called a sudden meeting this morning.

When he came in Steve and Sam were sweaty, probably just came from their morning jog. Bucky was still fighting sleep in his pyjamas, hair sticking out in different directions. Wanda was starring daggers at him for waking her up so early. Tony and Bruce were in lab coats, probably didn't sleep at all. All other avengers were at their respective missions.

"I called this meeting because my resources told me infamous Soldier of the Night is out of hydra HQ. We don't know why, but it's probably another killing mission for hydra. He is currently laying low, somewhere around south entrance to the city. Your mission is to stop him from harming anyone and bring him here. Alive if possible, it would benefit us to know what are hydra's plans at the moment." he finished.

"Alright." said Steve dutifully. "Any information we can get on him before we go?"

"Not much. Only that he is dangerous, and doesn't spare anyone. He is a ghost story. We don't even know if it's a he, that's just a guess."

"Very well. Everyone suit up, I expect you in front of tower in 10." Steve said and left, other avengers following behind.

-

They came back that evening, exhausted of their unsuccessful search. There was no trace of the soldier. But they had to keep looking as long as there's hope to get rid of the monster.

-

-2nd person pov

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Your heart was racing a hundred miles. You were well aware of the possibility of hydra finding you. But you didn't expect it to be this soon. You were in hiding for only 2 months and they already tracked you down.

Windows broke on your left side and hydra agents started piling in. At the same time on your right side the door broke down revealing whole avengers team, with few additions. You faintly remember one of them as The Winter Soldier, but what was he doing with avengers? Your toughts were cut short by a punch in your face delivered by one of hydra agents.

That's when it snapped: you had to fight for your life. And you probably had to fight both sides.

You started fighting hydra agents, harming them as much as you can without killing.

The avengers stand at the doorstep, and you faintly hear one of them saying "What the actual fuck?". They seemed belivered.

But they soon join the fight knocking out hydra agents. A fist connected with the back of your head, knocking you out into pool of darkness.

-

Light clacking of bottles was the first thing you hear when you wake up. You squint your eyes open, panic finnaly kicking in to where you are. Your first tought was that you were back in hydra HQ, but the room was way too light for that, and hydra wanted you dead.

You started panicking and franatically got out of the bed, trying to escape. Whoever this is, they nean no good. Even avengers want to kill you. But as soon as you got up, black dots invaded your vision, causing you to fall. But before you hit the groung a pair of arms caught you, leading you to sit back in bed.

"Hey, hey sweetie calm down. No one will harm you here. Don't make any sudden movements, your head is still not completely healed." a man told you.

You just layed back and watched him bandage your wrist.

"I am Bruce Banner, by the way. What is your name?" he asked kindly.

"Y/N Y/LN" you whispered, almost inaudibly but he heard it.

"Alright, Y/N. I think I bandaged all your bruises. Rest of the team is waiting out, do you maybe want to meet them?"

By 'team' he probably meant rest of the avengers. You saw a big 'A' painted on the wasll, so that had to be it, right? You immediately shook your head no, eyes widening in fear. You still weren't sure they won't harm you, and meeting them seemed overwhelming in your current state.

"It's okay, calm down. You can meet them later. I will stay with you a little. We could talk if you want?"

You just shrugged your shoulders, not particularly fond of talking with anyone, but not wanting to seem rude because he did help you.

"Okay. How old are you Y/N?" he asked slowly.

"(your age)" you quietly said.

"Dear lord, you really are just a kid. I'm so sorry for everything you've gone through."

You just zoned out, thinking about everything that happened, when something poped up in your mind.

"Mr. Banner?" you asked shyly.

"Call me Bruce kiddo. What is it?"

"I tought I saw The Winter Soldier at the door when you guys came to get me?"

"Oh yes. Bucky. He was also in hydra, as you probably know. He was brainwashed. I suppose you were too?"

"I was, every time I killed somebody. Sometimes I went to missions with other agents and they didn't brainwash me, but I never killed anyone when I was in my senses." You started thinking about your victims as teers pooled in your eyes.

"We supposed so. Do you want me to bring Bucky in a little? Maybe he can help you feel better, because he knows what you're going through."

You slowly nodded, not wanting to reject meeting avengers the second time.

"Alright, he'll be here in a minute." Bruce gave you a gentle smile and patted your shoulder.

A minute after he exited, in came Bucky. He looked better than when you saw him last, but you doubted he's seen you. You were sneaking out, tryna find some food, when you heard and saw agents torturing him. That's about only memory you have of him, along with stories you've heard from other people.

"Hello there doll. How are you? Bruce told me you remember me." he said gently, sitting at the edge of your bed.

"I-I am alright, i guess. Th-thanks. And yes, I do. A little. I was passing by door, when I saw them torturing y-yo-you." you started sobbing a little, the memory bringing back others. Memories of them torturing you. And you torturing other people in your brainwashed state.

"Hey don't cry. It's okay, shhh. Come here." he opened his arms, and you hesitantly scooted closer, not exactly sure what he wanted. He circled his arms around you, and you flinched, thinking he's gonna attack you. But he just gently kept his arms wrapped around you, soothingly rubbing you back. after some time you wraoed your arms around his middle, still not sure what's going on.

But it was a nice feeling. You never felt something like it before. You felt so safe, like nothing could harm you as long as you two stay like that. You wanted to know what was all this about.

"Wha-at are you do-oing?" you asked after you stopped sobbing, but still hiccuping a little.

"Oh, I'm hugging you. Are you uncomfortable? I will stop if you are. Sorry." he said starting to draw back.

"No!" you quickly said, clutching onto him like koala. You were afraid the sense of comfort will leave you as soon as he withdraws from you.

"Shhh, doll. I won't let go. Never. Nothing will ever harm you here kiddo. We will take care of you. You can live normal life, like all other kids. Maybe go to school after you adapt to your surroundings. Here is a kid Peter he is about your age. You can make friends your age. And of course we will be your friends. For as long as you want it."

"Wait, I can live here? I'm not a burden?"

"No, of course not. Don't ever think that, please."

"B-Bu-Bru" you struggled to remember what Bruce told you his name was.

"Bucky. Or James, whichever you prefer kid."

"Oh okay. What are hugs Bucky?"

"Well I'm hugging you right now. You hug people ti show your emotions. Like comfort, thankfulness, happiness, love. It's what friends do."

"Wait wait wait. You never had a hug before?? Like ever????" a new voice boomed. It sounded genuine but way too loud. You flinched instinctively and hid your face in Bucky's shoulder. He tightened his hold on you for comfort.

"Can you be any louder Thor? And no she was practically raised in hydra, they don't exactly hug around." Bucky said.

"I am sorry, lady Y/N. For frightening you, and for my inappropriate question. I am Thor Odinson." he said coming closer to you.

"It's okay Mr. Thor. I'm Y/N Y/LN, nice to meet you." you said shyly.

"Oh it's lovely meeting you too. I came here because brother Stark asked me to ask you if our presence is wished upon now."

"Huh, what do you think, doll? Ready to meet 'em now? No pressure." Bucky quietly asked, only for you to hear.

You tought about it for a second, but if everyone is nice as three you already met, you'd like to meet them all. And with quiet "okay", Bucky nodded to Thor and he left to call the others in.

-

That night you layed in your bed, thinking of that day's events. You met everyone, since no one had missions assigned. They were all really nice to you. Even Loki, which surprised every avenger. You were not sure why tho, Loki was nice, and his voice was comforting. The Maximoff twins were really funny, and Tony already started making you your own room! Everyone else you've met was aweosme: Natasha, Clint, Steve, Sam and Rhodey. Peter was shy but nice, he promised to show you some good movies and he was belivered when you said you don't know what those are.

Bucky was still you favorite. He stayed the longest, promising to come and visit you first thing in the morning. You hoped he'll hug you again, you were quite fond of hugs now.

-

Few months passed since avengers saved you. Life couldn't be better at this point. You were home schooling, or rather preparing to go to real school next year. Peter already introduced you to his friends from school you are going to attend. You were training to become an avenger, and it was so exciting.

You were currently having breakfast tho, sitting in between Sam and Bucky who were bickering about one thing or other. Tony was dancing funnily while making pancakes, while Nat was trying to throw as many blueberries as possible at him. You heard Clint somewhere in wents above you, probably setting up a prank. You smiled to yourself. Even though you never knew love, or had a family until two months prior, avengers accepted you. They were slowly becoming your family, and you couldn't imagine your life without them. ;)

[catgrump]

Im sure this comes as a major shock to you, but soniaki is my favorite ship. Would you write me something for these wonderful girls?

Sincerely, my dumb Lesbian ass

Hi Air I have an idea for u I hope u like it uwu (it took me a while to write and I am so sorry for the delay)

Non Despair AU bby!!!!

🌻🌻🌻

Chiaki sat on a metal, backless bench in the lobby, resisting the urge to pull out her phone or her Switch.

Sonia said she’d be here soon. This was just an exercise in patience.

Chiaki picked out a pretty stellar spot for their second date. Sonia took her to an arcade for their first date, since she knew it was something Chiaki would like. So now, Chiaki wanted to return the favor by picking out a place she thought Sonia would enjoy.

“Chiaki!” She perked her head up and saw Sonia bouncing toward her in an adorable all-black ensemble.

She stood up from the bench as Sonia approached, knowing Sonia was a hugger. Her heart fluttered as Sonia’s arms wrapped around her.

“I have been anticipating this surprise all week!” Sonia clasped her hands together with a sparkle in her gorgeous ocean eyes, “Please reveal it! I cannot stand the suspense any longer!”

Chiaki nervously took Sonia’s hand, feeling how soft it was. “It’s this way, I think.”

Holding hands, Chiaki led Sonia through the mall, looking for the very obvious front gate of their destination

As soon as Sonia saw where they were going, she let out a delighted gasp. “A castle!? In a mall!?”

Well, by looking at its exterior, Chiaki could tell it was just an extension of the mall with a castle-themed exterior, but she didn’t want to ruin Sonia’s excitement.

“Yeah, we’re having dinner here, and there’s a jousting show. I thought you might like it cuz it’s all Medieval Themed,” Chiaki said with a smile

“Jousting?” Sonia squeezed Chiaki’s hand a little tighter, “Are there live horses in there?”

“Yeah, that’s what the website said, I think,” Chiaki could feel the heat rising to her face, “I already got our tickets, so let’s go inside.”

Sonia dragged Chiaki to the main entrance while Chiaki took the laminated cards out of the pocket of her jacket

After waiting in line for a few moments— Sonia’s hand not letting go of Chiaki— they were greeted by two staff members in green tunics. They asked to see their table cards, and Chiaki showed them the laminated papers.

The staff member closest to them said “Ah tonight you will be cheering for the Red Knight,” as they placed red paper crowns on each of their heads

Sonia couldn’t stop smiling. As they moved forward in line, they were greeted by a new staff member in a blue blouse, red skirt, and corset. They asked to see the numbers on Chiaki’s cards, and wrote it down. “Alright, good ladies, please step this way for a royal portrait with the Queen.”

Sonia turned to Chiaki, beaming. Chiaki swore she heard Sonia squeal under her breath as they approached a taller woman dressed in burgundy and gold finery.

Sonia asked the actress countless questions about her kingdom while Chiaki smiled at her. She is so cute, She couldn’t help but think

A staff member holding a camera directed everyone to stand together, and Sonia took hold of Chiaki’s hand again, bringing her close for the photo

Afterwards, Sonia wanted to see everything. With their fingers laced together, Sonia scoured every corner of the massive lobby with Chiaki. Chiaki watched as her date’s long blonde hair sashayed across her back as she was taken to all the spots to visit

Sonia especially liked the gift shop corner. She admired all the trinkets on display, and audibly gasped when she saw one corner that was just swords. “If only I could bring one back to campus!” She sighed

Chiaki felt overwhelmed imagining Sonia wielding a sword. That’s... very hot.

Sonia expressed her sheer wonder while they waited in the lobby, and Chiaki was hanging on every word

Once it was time to go in for the show, Sonia was too distracted by the colorful arena, so Chiaki paid attention to the staff members guiding them to their seats.

They didn’t let go of their hands as they walked down stairs toward red high tables, illuminated by red stage lights. They sat in the second row toward the aisle, Sonia barely able to contain herself in her seat

After some time, a server came by and explained how the evening would work to them and the other attendants in their section. They’d be served a four-course meal (with no untensils) while they watch the knights compete in a tournament.

“Chiaki, thank you so much,” Sonia took Chiaki’s arm and leaned in close, “This is so exciting!”

Chiaki took a chance. There’s no way this could backfire. She kissed Sonia on the cheek. “It’s no problem.”

Sonia was smiling coyly when Chiaki pulled away. God, she’s so cute. The red lights above them made her look like her entire face was flushed. Reds and pinks look nice on her.

Once the show started, Chiaki had trouble paying attention. Her focus was on Sonia, who was completely absorbed in the fiction.

And Chiaki noticed every little thing Sonia did.

Her eyes sparkled when she saw the Queen and her knights on horseback

She applauded with glee every chance she got

She clutched Chiaki’s arm once again when the host of the show announced the arrival of a trained falcon, and leaned her head on Chiaki’s shoulder as the bird flew around the arena

During the games portion, whenever the Red Knight got enough points, he would be rewarded with flowers from the Queen. Sonia’s joy must have been noticeable, because at one point, the knight tossed carnations toward them. Chiaki, using her honed reflexes, made sure to catch it, and placed it behind Sonia’s ear.

She sighed as she rested her head on Chiaki again while the ‘Master of Horse’ performed various tricks

When the fighting began, Chiaki was surprised by how much passion Sonia placed in cheering. The knights had elaborate combat choreography, and Sonia was at the edge of her seat.

The Red Knight didn’t win, unfortunately. The Blue Knight was victorious instead. But that didn’t ruin Sonia’s fun.

By the time they made it on the bus to head back to campus, Sonia seemed to have worn herself out. Normally it’s Chiaki who’s falling asleep at the drop of a dime, but she held on to Sonia’s bag of souvenirs (and her hand), letting her rest on the ride back home.

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[heleizition]

I am just now finding out about your chosen one au and must know more

ok so i decided to copy paste everything i wrote to my friends when talking about it so its gonna be long Oups ... but it's the most complete ill ever be about it !

so this is set in a universe where gods, old and new are very present and usually they have humans serving them, regularly called chosen ones, every century or so. it's considered an honor and every sanctuary and gods have different missions for their chosen ones and it can go from taking care of the temple every week while being allowed to have their own life to go on a mission to erradicate evil. humans usually know that they are destined to be taken in by gods because of marks on their body, specific to the god(s) they'll serve. the mark starts to glow and guide them to where their god is waiting for them once the god decides they want them.

the story is set on an island stuck between two different temples. on the island stands gotham which is a strangely sunny city,  and then you have the deep sea in the bay, and the deep forest north of gotham. if gotham is mysteriously devoid of bad things, its because it's been giving every century a child to the old gods temple in the deep forest. and time is coming, soon, another one will go.

so here you have the wayne family, they mostly have the same backgrounds ? kind of ? cass's parents were mercenaries that went into the deep forest, where no one (haha) in gotham dares going due to fear of breaking the old gods protections, never came back, and left cass on her own in town. bruce adopted her. dick's parents were travelers on a ship that sailed not far from the island and while they did not survive, the gods in the deep see allowed dick to stay alive until he reached the coast. immm not quite sure of what happened to jason's parents yet but uh he's here and alive woo

damian is a bit of a mystery to most people. he was delivered to bruce's doorstep when he was only a few days old. what they dont know is that nine months earlier bruce went into the deep forest himself. 

so added to that is timothy drake. young boy of the drake family, the two parents who dont seem to care for him much. the boy is quiet but full of smiles and affection to give and when jason and cass drag him to the wayne estate after a day out, bruce opens his arms to him. he's a regular at the wayne house and a few days after he turns 11, he stops showing up. bruce's kids cant find him. the drakes dont seem disturbed by their missing son. and bruce knows the drakes by now, know they wouldnt give their affection to someone they knew would disappear, and bruce realises tim is gone, to the old gods in the deep forest. 

so tim, 11, wakes up sweating and his room lit up with a green light that he's never seen before but in dreams and he knows that it's time. he knows that this strange mark spreading across his back, shaped like a dragon, is glowing green. he's being called.

he moves by himself, not thinking, opens the door to his room and the one that leads outside and it's so fitting when he notices that his parents arent even home, that he'd leave without them caring. soon he's reaching the deep forest and for the first time in his life, when looking at the dark depth, he's not scared, and he walks on. 

tim walks and walks and there are eyes looking at him bu the soft green glow reassures him, and he knows where he should walk, and soon he's reaching a temple, strong stone and green plants and a setting sun carved on its floor, and there is a man - a god ? - walking out. and his eyes are glowing green like the mark he knows is glowing in his back, but it feels wrong, and when tim looks around again everything looks so much hostile, 

tim made researches on the deep forest temple, since he knew it was gonna be his future, and he knew that temple was supposed to host old gods who were dying, so why does it feel so wrong ?

tim approaches, despite himself, and waits for the man - god??? - to say anything. there is a hand, wrinkly and uncomfortable and cold, on his cheek, and tim looks up, and he's shivering when the god - he knows hes a god. he knows he is now. - speaks up.

"i am ra's al ghul. you were given to me to serve me. you will obey me in any way i see fit, and you are to never return to your human town." 

tim did make researches before he was taken. he knew that usually the child taken by the deep forest gods could travel to town without punishment. he knew that, with pattern, they were taken early, before they turned fifteen. he knew that he would most likely be lucky, have a mostly free life. he didnt know that a new god in quest of power had taken over, chained some of the old gods inhabiting the temple, killed others, simply for power and magic. he didnt know that he would be chained to a scary and cold temple, with a terrifying and powerful god that could turn him to dust on a whim. 

so thats basically,,, the intro ? the first part ?

so a few months after tim disappeared, it was jasons turn. 

jason, much like tim, had marks on his wrists and arms, long lines following his limbs. they're signs of being of the all caste temple, chosen one for those gods. for the ones in the deep sea. now these humans linked to temple in the sea are a bit different than the kind that tim was supposed to be. the all castes purpose is protection, and while there always is a human chosen for them, they're not always called for their purpose, in fact, no all caste chosen one had been guided to the temple in the deep see in generations.

however, one day, jason woke up, glowing white lines on his arms, told dick that he had to go to the sea, and disappeared for months.

jason doesn't remember going into the sea when he wakes up in the temple, doesnt know how he survived the journey there, but he's there, by the will of the gods, and he's informed of his purpose.

something hover over the island. something bad. it's already there, its root in the islands ground, and it must be killed. that will be jason's purpose. he doesnt know where. he doesnt know when. he knows it will happen.

so they train him. they give him the weapons and magic he will need to defeat the enemy. they want to protect the island and its inhabitant.

several months later, jason leaves again, with new knowledge and strength, and washes up on the beach, and dick finds him, unconscious. he brings him back to the wayne estate, where he tells his tale of sea gods and protection and prophecy where he is the hero.

years pass. its been about nine years since tim disappeared, since jason went to the sea temple for the first time. damian is 16 and damian wants answers from his father. he knows he's from the deep forest. he knows his mother is there. he wants to meet her, he wants to know her. but bruce never talks about her, never says anything about their meeting, like he was commanded not to, and damian decides to go against all beliefs he has grown with and he prepares. he will get in the forest. he will find his mother.

except jason know his little brother and he knows and sees him planning and on the night he leaves, jason is here, not stopping him, but ready to follow him into the forest. he has a feeling. something is there for him too .

so they travel in the forest, they're not really sure how to find damian's mother with how little bruce ever said about her, and they find creatures along the way, some of them recognize damian as one of their kin, which is how they realise damian's mother is either part god or part spirit, and jason as a god's messenger. they do not guide them, but they do not attack them. 

until they walk into a territory they feel they shouldnt have walked into

a small being with wings and claws attacks, telling them to not trespass, it's smaller than jason had been at 14, but it's furious and cold and it strikes right. and when jason finally looks up he's terrified to see that he recognizes the child in front of him. and its wrong, because tim should have been nineteen by now, but he doesnt look older than 15. 

finally the fight draws to a close when jason calls out for tim, a name he musnt have heard a lot, or not recently, not with care and not without an order behind it. tim stops. tim looks. he recognizes the boys in front of them, even if its been nearly ten years. after all they were two of the last humans he ever saw.

"you cant be here. you cant be here if he knows he will kill you and i cant let you die. please you need to go"

im not quite sur how they get tim to follow, or if they get in ra's territory, but they camp in a safe zone with tim, and tim tells them his story

[torture mention, non consensual body modification]

after ra's took him, he tortured him, he experimented on him. after all he was his first ever human tribute, to obey and be controlled at will, a toy for an immortal, and after many games of the new god, he settled on making tim a sentinel for his property, one that will age slowly and wont feel pain, a puppet with no strings but one that is scared of ra's power, enough that it will obey. jason and damian are Angry. something at the back of jason's head tells him that this ra's might have something to do with his own prophecy. 

so after that its more blurry but tim reacts strangely to damian, he's a bit scared of him and he figures out it's bc of his heritage, that he has links to ra's, and he leads them to talia who's half god half spirit and hidden deeper and deeper in the forest, away from her father, and it makes tim leave the territory he's supposed to guard, disobey ras, which makes ra's angy bc tim never disobey, not since the first few times when he was 12/13 and thought he would still get out,,,

so there is a bit of a final showdown w tim talia jason and damian facing ra's, ra's using his hold on tim to hurt him, and talia torn between her father and her son + tim who she's seen grow up from far away and who she feels she should have protected from ra's,, jason eventually has a one on one with ra's and the prophecy does happen and he kills ra's and angry old gods who were chained in the temple wake up and banish ra's soul from this realm.

they heal tim from whatever ra's did to him, with the promise that he will travel to care for the god's temple again, as his duty was supposed to be 

they all get back to gotham, tim still looks 15 but will grow to his real age within a few months, he has many scars and the mark on his back changed for a setting sun like what was carved on the temple's entrance, damian has his Mom, and jason is free from his all caste duty.

the end woooo this is over 2k long rip !! feel free to ask if u got more questions :0 !!

[nanasarea]

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❆Prompt: your friends asked you to stay with them in a cabin for a bit of a vacation and you obviously cant say no to them

❆Genre: fluff

❆Pairing: reader x best friend!nct (dream focus)

❆Word count: 2.6k (ok longest fic I see you)

❆a/n: this was so fun to write and now I'm crying I want this also I might make a summer edition once it gets hotter bc I have IDEAS now

ALSO NOT PROOFREAD

❆Tag list: @bumblebeenct​ @socketpunch​

❆TW: toy gun (?), German, swearing (?) idk not much haha

“Get in, loser, we’re going out of our minds!” Donghyuck yelled from the bus. 

You had agreed to spend the weekend with your friends at a cabin in the woods. 

They all got some time off and wanted to spend some time throwing snow balls at each other and building snowmen, but they couldn't do that without you. 

It was Friday, the day of departure. You had just gotten a text to come outside from Jeno a few minutes ago and there you were, staring at the big bus with 23 grown men, which would otherwise be terrifying, but since it was them, it seemed fun, and only a tiny bit terrifying. 

“Haven't you already?” You yelled back as you walked towards the bus and saw Johnny step out of the bus to help you with your bags and before you could say that you got it, they were already put away on the bus. 

“Thanks.” You smiled at him, your neck slightly hurting from the angle you had to put it in, in order to look at him.

“Don't mention it. Or do, if you must.” He said dramatically and gestured for you to get on the bus before him. You stepped into the bus and Johnny soon followed. 

Immediately, you were greeted by Doyoung, who was sitting at the front with Taeyong, who asked you about how you were and if you slept well.

You quickly greeted back and told them you were great and that you couldn't sleep that well, because you were excited. Before you could ask them the same, YangYang yelled for you to come over to the back as Hyuck pulled you after him. 

You tried to greet as many people as you could before getting to the back, where Yangyang sat with Renjun, Haechan and Hendery. Hyuck quickly sat down on the far left, right next to Renjun. 

Next to Renjun was a free seat, and next to that one Yangyang, with Hendery at the far right. Renjun and Yangyang both patted at the seat and smiled at you, waiting for you to sit between them.

“I’m guessing my plan of a quiet ride was doomed from the start.” You dramatically sighed as you sat down between the two. 

“That was never an option and you know it.” Hyuck laughed, causing all 5 of you to chuckle.

You spent a good 40 minutes talking to Yangyang and Hendery as Renjun and Hyuck debated about something next to you, before you made the first stop. 

“About 10 minutes and then if you're not back on the bus, we shall leave without you, except for you, Jisung, we love you and would never leave you.” Johnny said before the group chuckled as Jisung got embarrassed.

You swear you could hear Chenle’s “of course we would, we have terrible memory.” and Jisung sighing before Renjun dragged you off the bus. 

You got off the bus and were met with Jaemin, who looked like he was about to kill someone, and Jeno, who looked he was trying his best for Jaemin not to give in. 

“Good morning.” You said “Whats so good about it?” Jaemin sighed, leaning against the bus and throwing his head back. 

You looked over at Jeno and tried to contain your laugh, to which he only mouthed “No coffee yet”. You nodded, chuckling a bit before following Shotaro, Hendery and Kun, who went to go get coffee for everyone. 

You barely got your own cup into your hands before you were pulled away from the three and into the store.

“Yn, come with me, I need it.” Hyuck said. “Need what?” You asked, following close behind. 

He didn't comment, he just dragged you to the toy section and showed you the toy gun. 

“You need a toy gun?” You asked “Yes.” He sassed “Its so pretty.” He explained “And it has fake bullets!” He added, excitedly. 

“Very nice, Hyuck. Here’s a deal, I’ll buy you the extra bullets if you promise not to use the gun on me.” You said, knowing very well that you need to make a deal beforehand.

“Deal.” He smiled, shaking your hand. 

Once you finished at the check out, you saw Jaemin pinching Jisung’s cheeks while Chenle and Jeno had their heads in their hands, they weren't surprised, but still a tad disappointed. 

“How many coffees did I miss?” You asked, causing Jeno to chuckle before returning to his disappointment. 

You stood outside of the bus for a while, talking to Chenle about his dog, well, him talking and showing you photos of Daegal while you listened and admired.

“Can I be her godparent?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder as Xiaojun’s head turned to you. “Godly parent?” He asked.

“God parent, but while we’re on the topic-” “DONT GET HIM STARTED, IM SITTING NEXT TO HIM AND I WANT TO SLEEP.” Kun cut you off.

“Haha, old man.” Lucas laughed before Kun looked at him and sighed. “I didn't sign up for this, I just wanted to sing.” He sighed. “You love us and you know it!” Yangyang teased. 

After a minute, you returned back to your seat and watched as Hyuck put the bullets into the gun already. 

You pulled out your phone and put in your headphones, before Renjun came up to you and took them away from you and put them in his pocket. 

“Hey!” you protested. “Wait a bit.” He said, laughing and sitting next to you.

“Now, is everyone awake?” Johnny asked, standing up once again. “Yes!” The whole bus yelled.

“What?” he asked, placing his hand behind his ear. “Ay, Ay, captain!” 

“I can't hear you!” 

“Ay, ay, captain!”

“Ohhhh, who wants the aux first?” 

A couple hands got raised, but Johnny sighed and said “If no one wants it, I guess ill be first.” and put on the first song, which was SHINee’s Lucifer, which made the whole bus jam out.

The songs kept going and your ears were in heaven, there were 23 professional singers singing some of your favourite songs, of course they were, but after a while, the atmosphere calmed down and you continued talking to Renjun.

You remember seeing most of WayV, Shotaro and Jungwoo playing a game, Taeyong play on his Nintendo while Doyoung watched and critiqued, Johnny and Taeil making Mark and Ten laugh every 3 seconds as Jaehyun and Yuta discussed something.

After some time, Jeno, Jaemin, Chenle and Jisung changed seats so they were right in front of you, which resulted in you playing some games.

An hour later, you got to your destination. You watched as Jaehyun, Jeno, Lucas, Jaemin and Johnny bring the bags and the suitcases from the bus as  Kun, Taeyong and Doyoung went to go get the keys while you and the others stood before your cabins. 

Once the suitcases were out and distributed, you waited for the keys. Most of Wayv and Shotaro was standing on the porch and discussing something, half of 127 was cuddled up while the other half took photos, alongside Sungchan.

You and the dreamies and Yangyang however, were playing with the snow. Hyuck pulled out his fake gun and jokingly started pointing it at the others. He jokingly shot us, one by one and we all played along, expect for Chenle, because he couldn't bother to move.

First, it was Jaemin, then Yangyang, Jeno, you, Jisung and at the end, Renjun, who just so happen to be near a hill so you all watched in shock as he rolled down it, getting covered in snow as Jeno and Jaemin went to go get him. 

Taeyong walked over to you guys to give you the keys before he saw Renjun, who resembled a snowman and Jeno and Jaemin helping said snowman. 

“Renjun, you okay?” He asked as Chenle, Hyuck and Yangyang laughed their asses off. Renjun just showed a thumbs up as they made their way up the hill again.

You thanked Taeyong for the keys as he and Hyuck made their way to the 127′s cabin and Yangyang to WayV’s. 

You walked to the cabin and went in, leaving your bags at the door. Jeno started the fire in the fireplace as Jisung and Chenle browsed the cabin while you and Jaemin asked Renjun if he wants cuddles to warm him up.

“Normally, I would say no, but I'm really cold, so I shall allow it.” he said before you and Jaemin looked at each other and cuddled the melted snowman. 

After cuddling for a bit, Jeno suggested deciding roommates, so once Chenle and Jisung got back, they reported on the rooms and you used a random pair up generator, since none of you had any preference.

Jeno and Chenle got the ground floor room, which was closest to the kitchen. Jaemin and Jisung got the room one level up, which had the best bathroom and you and Renjun got the top floor room, which had the best view. 

“You guys hungry?” Chenle asked, to which everyone nodded. “I’ll call Doyoung and ask if they know what they're going to eat.” Jeno said, picking up his phone. 

“I’ll take the bags to our room.” Jaemin said, taking his and Jisung’s stuff and walking up the stairs. 

“I’ll do the same.” Renjun said as Chenle and Jeno looked at each other before Chenle sighed. “I guess I shall too.”

Now, you and Jisung were watching Jeno as he called Doyoung. Apparently, there was a take out place not so far away, which did deliveries so they decided on that. 

Once the others got back, you told them and you made your way to the biggest cabin, which was 127′s. The others also came to the cabin and half an hour of everyone on their phone, the food had arrived. 

Taeyong suggested they used his new projector to watch something, so you did. You all gathered on the big couch and floor as the movie started playing on the wall while you ate.

Two movies later, Kun suggested going outside to make snowmen, while Yangyang suggested a snow ball fight, so you did both.

You started building the snowmen with Taeil and Winwin, but once you felt a snow ball hit your back, you said fuck it and joined the fight. 

You got a few throws in before you all got really cold and went back inside for some hot chocolate. 

Xiaojun, Kun, Taeyong, Doyoung, Jaemin and Jeno went to the nearby store to buy what you needed for breakfast while the others stayed in the big cabin and played a few games before Renjun got mad at Jisung’s team beating him.

“Jisung, meet me on the rooftop.” Renjun commented, making everyone laugh. 

You ended up talking to Chenle about something, but you forgot the Korean word for it, and the English word for it, you could only remember the word in German, only because you remember Yangyang teaching it to you a while back.

“Yangyang!” You yelled, grabbing Chenle’s hand and walked over to Yangyang. “Yes?” He asked.

“How do you say schwert in Korean?” You asked. “You mean sword?” Yangyang asked, which made you mentally slap yourself for not remembering. 

“What about in Korean?” Chenle asked, causing silence from the both of you until you both yelled “Mark!” and so, you, Chenle and Yangyang walked over to him.

“Yes?” He asked. “How do you say sword in Korean?” Yangyang asked, to which Mark just stared at all of you.

“Johnny!” Mark yelled as so, you, Chenle, Yangyang and Mark now walked towards Johnny asked him the same question.

“Yeah?” He asked, turning around to face you all. “How do you say sword in Korean?” Mark asked.

Johnny just looked at you all before pulling out his phone and googling google translate. “검 (Geom).” he said, showing you the translation. 

“We’re idiots, aren't we?” You asked. “Yup.” “Totally.” “The dumbest.”

“Wait, how do you say it in Chinese...” Chenle wondered before yelling “Renjun!”

It was getting late, so you said your goodbyes to the others and went back to your cabins, where Jaemin insisted on making you all dinner, so while he made dinner, you sat down on the couch and turned the tv on and searched fort the new buzzed unsolved episode on the YouTube section. 

“You started it without me?” Renjun asked, sitting right next to you. “I was searching.” You defended as Chenle sat down on the floor and waited for you to hit play.

As Jeno helped Jaemin, the rest of you watched the episode, you and Renjun on the couch, his legs lightly tossed over your lap as he leaned against the arm of the couch while Chenle sat right below you on the floor and Jisung next to him. 

“Dumbass.” Renjun commented. “You would do the same.” You said, laughing. “I would not!” he yelled. “You would.” Chenle and Jisung said in unison, making Renjun huff and continue watching in silence as you pet his head, jokingly. 

By the end of the episode, Renjun had turned so that his head was in your lap and his legs were on the arm of the chair as you played his hair and Chenle and Jisung were lazily spread out on the floor.

“Kids, dinner’s ready!” Jeno yelled, causing the two on the floor to groan and slowly get up. “You heard your dad, go.” you teased the two as Renjun got up and held his hand up to help you up.

You got to the kitchen and sat down, eating the food that Jaemin and Jeno prepared in silence.

On the ground floor, Jeno and Chenle tossed and turned, not being able to find a good position until Jeno said fuck it and got up. 

“Jaemin is probably cuddling with Jisung so they have a spare bed, so....se ya!” he said, holding up a peace sign before walking out the door. 

Once he got there, he opened the door to see Jaemin with all of his limbs wrapped around Jisung and thanked god before walking to the other bed and fell asleep.

Back on the ground floor, Chenle tried to sleep again but couldn't, so he said to himself “If Yn and Renjun are sleeping right now, I swear to god.” before getting up and walking to your room. 

He opened the door, and there you were, lying on the floor as a Taylor Swift song played. “What ya doing?” he asked.

“We’re talking about alien li-” “Nerds.” Chenle cut Renjun off before entering the room and lying next to you. 

“So, what exactly were you saying?” Chenle asked, turning his head to face you.

“How aliens could be monitoring us right now.” You said, turning your head to face him.

“But why? You two are so boring, what's there to see?” He said, making Renjun get up and tell you to hold him back, which you did. 

“You're just mad at the truth!” Chenle yelled, propping himself up as he laughed. 

Renjun started laughing too, and so did you, which ended up with all of you back on the floor, laughing, before one of you changed the subject back onto alien life and next thing you know, Jeno was at your door to tell you that its time for breakfast.

Once you finished breakfast, you ended up taking your sketchbook out, and so did Renjun. You spent the whole morning and a bit of the afternoon drawing and doodling with Renjun as Chenle and Jeno played games while Jaemin and Jisung were on their phones.

You looked up from your paper and saw them all having fun and relaxed in your chair.

“There truly is no place like home.” 

[the-family-fortune]

So last night I asked my server for suggestions on the Galochio fic I’m working on. They were very helpful.

DaisyYesterday at 11:38 PM

how do u get rid of the main villain of a story............ without actually getting rid of them in any effective way?? like i dont want to be "and then he walked away and was never a problem again" because. thats dumb. but i need something to that effect.

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:38 PM

u could kill him off

Sabrina || chasergirlYesterday at 11:40 PM

I need a little bit more information regarding plot before I can be of any help I think

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:42 PM

distract him with something else entirely?

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:42 PM

family emergency

turtleYesterday at 11:42 PM

Had a doctor’s appointment

SJ || gay theatre kidYesterday at 11:42 PM

eat him

sorry

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:42 PM

he gets sick and has to take a break

turtleYesterday at 11:42 PM

His magic fucked up and went to another dimension

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:43 PM

job pulls him to the complete opposite side of the world

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:43 PM

he took a cruise

turtleYesterday at 11:43 PM

He wanted a vacation

SJ || gay theatre kidYesterday at 11:43 PM

send him to brazil

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:43 PM

got a new phone and lost the protag's cell number

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:43 PM

he broke his teeth and needs to get that shit fixed cuz goddamn

DaisyYesterday at 11:44 PM

im SO glad i didnt give enough context in the first one these are all SUPERB. i did think abt killing him off in the final confrontation but i really dont want this 9 year old murdering her grandpa gjkfds. it COULD be an accident because his powers are big and unstable. 

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:44 PM

mild heart attack puts him out of commission for a while

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:44 PM

goes to antarctica

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:44 PM

coma

DaisyYesterday at 11:44 PM

FUCK

GOES TO ANTARCTICA WINS. I HATE THAT, THANK YOU.

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:45 PM

electrocution fucks up

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:45 PM

fjsjfjjs

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:45 PM

he gets killed

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:45 PM

but he gets better

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:45 PM

no?

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:45 PM

maybe the electrocution backfires and makes him bedridden for the rest of his life

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:45 PM

yeah

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:45 PM

if he wants

DaisyYesterday at 11:45 PM

he gets killed, but he gets better.........

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:45 PM

it happens

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:45 PM

"better" means "more haunted"

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:46 PM

thank you

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:46 PM

ye I gotchu

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:46 PM

grandpa piss ghost

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:46 PM

send him to the moon

DaisyYesterday at 11:46 PM

he IS Like. ancient. he's ALREADY missing one leg. it would not take much to put him out of commission, but also he's a cockroach.

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:47 PM

dont send him to the moon....

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:47 PM

honestly the first thing that came to mind was despicable me

when they sent fucking vector to the moon

DaisyYesterday at 11:47 PM

portal 2 for me

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:47 PM

moons getting crowded

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:47 PM

how many antagonists have gotten stuck on the moon? holy shit?

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:48 PM

Usagi the moon bunny has a prison for antagonists

SmolMuffinYesterday at 11:48 PM

Alright gonna write a massive crossover of villains on the moon/j

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:48 PM

maybe just... make him cry and have a breakdown or something idk

he cant do shit if he's in bed all day like me

SmolMuffinYesterday at 11:49 PM

Also for a idea im not too sure

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:49 PM

he can cry on moontarctica

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:49 PM

Daisy if this is your psy oc I think you can get pretty absurd with it

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:49 PM

the moon: now with snow

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:49 PM

cold moon.....

that's how they keep the cheese fresh

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:50 PM

maybe just smack him with a newspaper

or pour concrete on him just leave his head above the surface or smth

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:50 PM

y'all are on the moon, meanwhile I've got him forever bedridden like Charlie Bucket's grandparents

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:50 PM

mood

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:51 PM

except grandpa Joe I mean

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:51 PM

dude what if like some sort of freak accident happens that just fucking snipes him and makes him useless

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:51 PM

that bed? It's on the moon now

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:51 PM

oh to be an old lady and sleep on the moon...

DaisyYesterday at 11:51 PM

it is the psy OC!!! her grandpa SUCKS and he's genuinely the worst person ive ever written and he wont!! DIE!!!

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:52 PM

oh.... oh my god..... to be Wallace from the Wallace and gromit go to the moon and have cheese and crackers.

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:52 PM

ghagfdka;gh

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:53 PM

maybe you can send him on a wild goose chase

for forever

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:53 PM

daisy heres what you do ok. you uhhhhh wait for him to die of old age naturally and see what his will says in an exciting will-reading scene

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:53 PM

just continuously give him red herrings

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:53 PM

imagine I put quotes around exciting

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:53 PM

give this man a macguffin, slap him on the back and say "go get em"

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:53 PM

red herrings? Why not a very fun destination???

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:54 PM

dude sell his soul to whatever sort of dark power there is for a single corn chip

bonk him on the head so hard he becomes a toddler again

uhhh

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:54 PM

what's that app that sends you on adventures based on what you wanna find?

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:54 PM

geocache?

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:54 PM

bonk him on the head in general

aye i've done those before those are fun

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:55 PM

Pokemon go??

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:55 PM

not geocache but close

hang on I saw a vid of it recently

Randonautica

Sabrina || chasergirlYesterday at 11:55 PM

I mean... if you just have them be fidgety about it for a while... there doesn’t necessarily need to be an explanation now that I think about it

A lot of things could happen to him once he’s out of their sight that they might not end up hearing about

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:56 PM

send him to the mariana trench

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:56 PM

he steps away and gets hit by a bus a la Mean Girls

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:56 PM

all of the above

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:57 PM

theres a bus in  the mariana trench?

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:57 PM

theres about to be

Sabrina || chasergirlYesterday at 11:57 PM

Pfft... he starts to walk away and quartermaster shows up, hitting him with the bus, and just turns to the kids and goes “bus is here”

DaisyYesterday at 11:57 PM

the most ambitious crossover of all time....

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:57 PM

snipe him so fucking hard that theres a crossover

dude just take his knees

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:57 PM

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:57 PM

like just take them off

un-velcro his knees

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:58 PM

FUCK

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:58 PM

GOD

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:58 PM

bus in the trench

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:58 PM

THERES THE FUCKING BUS

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:58 PM

DAMMIT

BUS IN THE TRENCH

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:58 PM

TRENCHBUS GOTTEM

DaisyYesterday at 11:58 PM

well "bus in the mariana trench'' has clearly already been done >:T

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:58 PM

damn yeah

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:58 PM

make it a mack truck

DaisyYesterday at 11:58 PM

nothings original these days

Lays || trenchbus driverYesterday at 11:59 PM

original trench vehicle do not steal

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaYesterday at 11:59 PM

give him a "mid-life" crisis and make him go soul searching or something

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Yesterday at 11:59 PM

exactly! you can use mariana trench bus

Sabrina || chasergirlYesterday at 11:59 PM

Ok, but back to serious answers: they could possibly read in the newspaper about him being arrested for something seemingly unrelated but that they and the readers may be able to connect the dots to some sinister thing he was attempting to do to them somehow?

Theo || teddy assigned mormonYesterday at 11:59 PM

he gets sniped byh miss frizzle eastAugust 17, 2020

DaisyToday at 12:00 AM

OH WAIT FUCK UR RIGHT

THE WHOLE 

yall.

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:00 AM

let him realize that the most important lesson here is friendship

DaisyToday at 12:00 AM

im so fucking stupid

the WHOLE STORY. IS ABOUT HOW HES BEING INVESTIGATED BY THE PSYCHIC FBI

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:00 AM

friendship saves the day....

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaToday at 12:00 AM

theres only one braincell in this server its okay we're all just taking turns with it

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:00 AM

GHHGHAHG;GHRR

Sabrina || chasergirlToday at 12:00 AM

LMFAO

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:00 AM

THEY GOTTEM

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:01 AM

FBI stands for Friendship Bureau of Investigation

DaisyToday at 12:01 AM

i was SO FOCUSED ON THE END SCENE I FORGOT IT WAS CONNECTED TO A STORY........

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:01 AM

LAYS IS THE TRENCHBUS DRIVER

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:01 AM

uwu

Sabrina || chasergirlToday at 12:01 AM

“How do I eliminate this character being pursued by the fbi?” “My first option is to have him be murdered by children but I’d prefer not to have to resort to that”

I love it

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:01 AM

ngfdk;sgkfag;f

we all out here trying to play cabin in the woods with this old man

DaisyToday at 12:02 AM

never once did i claim to be clever

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:02 AM

and he would've gotten away with it too if it wasnt for this meddling government agency

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:03 AM

thus ends the saga of grandpa piss

DaisyToday at 12:03 AM

i am going to CRY this has been an adventure holy SHIT

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:04 AM

he sure did go a lot of places

spry old fucker

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:04 AM

I wonder how many trench buses he had to wait for

DaisyToday at 12:04 AM

you'd think at like 89 with one good leg he wouldn't get around as much but here we are

Laamb || campkeeper 👻Today at 12:05 AM

he was probably rolling around in that bed 8T

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:05 AM

you can go anywhere with a bus pass and a sense of adventure

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaToday at 12:05 AM

can we make that zero good legs? i have a nice crowbar right here i can use

DaisyToday at 12:05 AM

BE MY GUEST

Blaze || not-quite-cocoaToday at 12:05 AM

im gonna put this man in a walmart scooter

kiss your knees goodbye

Lays || trenchbus driverToday at 12:06 AM

(dont stop tho he has more trenchbuses to get hit by)

Theo || teddy assigned mormonToday at 12:08 AM

[bandeusi-usneunda]

change, before it happens again.

I rember somehow stumbling across a video a couple years back about korean actress Jang Jayeon and how she allegedly killed herself it was in a complialtion video, many other korean celebrities that had passed away from chronic illness or tragic events were in it too. I rember the terrifying jolt I felt reading the word "suicide" in my phone screen and reading the brief description of her story. It was so unbelievably sad and heartbreaking to me how she hid all her pain and was being abused behind closed doors. I saw that video maybe four or five years ago.

I was introduced to the south korean boy group SHINee roughly 7 years ago when I was in fourth grade, about 9 years old. After I got over the initial culture shock I feel in love with them, their mesmerizing dances, melodic voices and exciting concepts. I feel in love with them as people and come to appreciate them more and more every day. I love them still it's strange, ive never met them? yet I feel like I know them to some extent. They easily became the highlight of my day. I watched every show I could could find with them in it, I remeber watching so many grainy videos from their debut era, not caring about the quality because I was so absorbed.

So on the morning of December 18th, 2017 on my bus ride to school, I midlessly scrolled through my phone as I did every day. I remember pulling down my notification bar on my phone and seeing "Breaking: SHINee's Jonghyun.." I couldn't see the rest of the words but somehow I just knew. I just knew when I pressed on it what had happened. I opened the article anyway and read the title over and over. I broke out sobbing and showed the screen of my phone to my sister who is the one who introduced me to the group, her reaction mirrored my own. I couldn't contain myself I cried all day, I tried to rationalize that I didn't even really know him, that it shouldn't be tearing me apart like this. That night I cried the hardest I had in my entire life, my head ached for hours through the tears. The sadness and feeling of regret, though I couldn't have known or stopped it from happening ate me away for months. Sometimes things would be okay but it would just hit me harder later. These days I think he's doing well wherever he is and that he's finally getting the life he deserves. Sometimes when I see pictures of him He almost looks unfamiliar and it breaks my heart. When I look at old videos of him I see a boy with a dream, a son, a brother a friend who never got to live the life on earth they deserved. I rember trying to tell myself that it would have been the same if he wasn't a celebrity' that maybe he was destined to go in that way but its not true. He felt pressure, he saw the comments, he felt the criticism and he did not feel like he could escape. He gave the world his heavenly talent and he got his life taken in return. I still think about him most days, the pain isn't as intense, but it will always linger. I can only imagine what his family and his brothers feel, his closest friends. So desperately I thought that people needed to change that "knetz" and haters needed to stop spewing disgusting hate on people they did not even know, people they just hated to hate.

A few days ago I saw the article that Sulli had passed away from a suspected suicide. She had always been a "wild" one I used to think. But wild in the western society I live in and "wild" in a relatively conservative society like South Korea are very different. As more articles came out and I found out more about the recent events that likely caused her to end her life I just wanted to scream out to the world "don't you know you're killing people? The stupid words you type thoughtlessly are killing people!" You can argue whatever you want but its disgusting and not Sulli or Jonghyun's fault for leaving this cruel culture.

Why is it that two individuals who challenge South Korea's societal and celebrity norms now no longer walk on this earth? Why do these beautiful people have to go so soon? They're so many "what ifs" and "i wish"s to say.

Korean people have said themselves that as a general populations Koreans are too quick to criticize those things that don't match their ideals. Mental health is still a difficult topic, but it shouldn't be. How much longer, how many more have to go before we humans living and breathing right now typing comments on our phones, realize that our words have weight? I won't say im innocent and that I have never typed a mean comment or criticized someone for something trivial, but its time to change its time to "grow" up and become responsible for our words. No more hiding behind little screens.

It isn't just celebrities you love, its your classmate, your friend, your sibling, your partner, anyone could be feeling like they could crack at any second because the world seems turned agaisnt them and the only option to feel better is to stop feeling. Stop ignoring it, don't let someone else die before you change the way you think.

Celebrities are people, whether you may think someones "weak" for being affected by hundreds of comments on the daily criticizing and saying the most malicious and disgusting things to them, you need to realize that not everyone is you and that you need to put yourself in someone else's shoes to know how they feel. Words hurt more than some people can possibly imagine.

My heart hurts for the friends of these two beautiful people, that have to carry on with their heads held high acting like they're okay. Acting like two of the closest people in their lives haven't been ripped away because of a society and a world lacking empathy. I pray to whoever is out them to help them and to change this revolting world.

These people's dreams are dead but luckily the memory of them remains.

please make a change, dont wait.

[dawnblade]

had a dream i got a new job as a repair man or something? my first job was in a factory where people like, stacked boxes on shelves but also it seemed to be a woodworking place and there were students working on projects or something. i think in a previous dream i was here and i got a job stacking boxes but i couldnt do it and i quit.

so im like here as a repair man and i think it was the manager of the factory? he was explaining what i needed to do and he told me to wait for another repair man who was gonna be my teacher. so two other folks show up who are also in training, some dude and a goth girl and then the teacher shows up and tries to be Fun And Quirky but the goth girl is like :/

i think i had to push these carts with a bunch of wood on them somewhere so i did that. then we go to an elevator and as im walking to it i notice my aunt is working here stacking boxes. not relevant to the plot shes just there. so yeah i guess we do some stuff and then our jobs over for the day and the factory manager tells us to, like, "sync the drones by hitting the blue button" iirc. the two trainees go up to these small devices attached to the shelves and do it immediately but when i go up to one i like, cant figure it out and im trying but the screen is saying shit i dont understand. and then idk what i did but it said something like "information collection failed" and i was like oh fuck. then the goth girl goes up to a huge platform cart with a bunch of drones on it and hits a button, amd then her and the other guy leave

idk what i was doing but some students came up to me carting these full fucking beds made from the wood i was carting earlier, and they like wanted me to take their beds to, i guess wherever they needed to go to get graded and i was like yeah sure. i needed to go to the factory office first i think for some reason? maybe to clock out idk i dont remember. it was a building a short walk away from the factory so i went there and talked to people and then went home

i realized at some point that i completely forgot to take those students projects to get graded and i was like oh fuck theyre gonna fail because of me. and i kept thinking how shitty of a job my first day was and worrying that i was gonna get fired. i kept thinking back and forth between quitting or accepting consequences and being stressed about that

the dream was kind of a blur in the middle but i was like on the internet complaining about feeling bad about my first day and someone commented trying to make me feel better and then i was like wait a minute that didnt actually happen that was just a dream and then i felt dumb and didnt know what to say to that person

second part of the dream i dont remember very clearly. some weird fucked up shit. something about buses. part of the job riding on the buses was just that you would most likely die, cause a lot of bombs and hazards and people with guns were set up in the roads and checkpoints trying to destroy the buses. me and, i think the same two trainees except they werent repair people anymore but we were on one of the buses and our bus seemed to be dodging shit fine

then goth girl saw the next checkpoint and one of the buses had exploded and i think we all jumped out before the bus parked

something about, the destination of the buses she realized was like, youd be torn to shreds by reality or something? so the three of us ran into this huge bus station to try to avoid the guards who would try to put us back on the bus

so were in the bus station and i guess its now a mansion. theres just a bunch of events going on with rich people like an auction and theres a small group of ppl on string instruments playing music, and were just running around all over the place trying not to get caught i guess. i get told that im interrupting something and im like oh ok

at some point shit starts getting glitchy. like, reality? and it gets progressively more glitchy as were in there. then we all find a hallway of bathrooms and each lock ourselves in one, and i call my mom to come save us diifhfrknrkgosntlgofmrkgjdknd

so idk eventually my mom gets there and we all jump in her car and shes like dodging the bus bombs in the road and shit and thats all i remember from that

i think i also had a dream about the grocery store bakery? but i dont really remember

[jaeh1]

melodia - lee taeyong

summary: Taeyong had never found a melody hard like this, but he was so happy he did, indeed.

pairing: Taeyong + female!reader

warnings: none!

song rec: Gravity by Monsta X! youtube / spotify

words: 2k

a/n: hhhh, i had this one saved on my portuguese writings, and WHY NOT translate it???. I wrote this one with Jooheon, but eventually changed it to Taeyong alsjdalkfj. ANYWAYS, enjoy this thing, i really don’t know how to tag it, is it fluff? minor angst maybe??? but im 100% it is fluffy fluff. thank you for reading!!!

[masterlist]

an interesting composition

Who is this girl?

The stunning one he saw every day at the bus stop, so early, but with a different destination from his. Damn it. Let’s blame buses, he thought, as she, across the street, was waving to the bus that came and got in when it stopped, not even looking at Taeyong’s curious eyes, at the other side who, coincidentally, took the next bus to the opposite direction.

Life sucks, he thought, and maybe it really did. But sometimes, even though in a small majority of those times, life decided to be cool, and it had prepared something for those two people at the end of that day, at a subway station, going to the same place.

they handed him the papers

There was nothing new about her day, it went just like the others before. Maybe it was the elastic she had forgotten at home, or the mint gum from a different brand she bought to try, but it was a bad idea. But still she felt like there was something very different going on. She pulled her hair from her back and tossed them by the side of her neck, which has no effect, for they always came back to her back because of the train in movement.

And stopping at the next station is that the boy she watched with the corner of her eye every day came in, and as the wagon was empty, he would soon found a place to sit. She almost lifted her arm and said the sit beside her was empty, but she didn’t need to, as he stared at the spot, before looking into the bright eyes that always watched him.

Taeyong couldn’t be happier to see that the girl who impressed him with such a beauty every morning was right there, sitting on a blue chair next to his, he gave her a small smile, which she returned, even though she thought it was something wrong to smile at strangers, but he was so cute, and she saw him for a couple weeks now.

But at the same time Taeyong called himself a dumbass, she probably was there every day, and he did not even notice it.

repeat mode

The first thing he did when he got home was remembering all the moments of the happening in his head. They got off at the same station and it took them a few seconds to say goodbye. Taeyong almost told her that everyday he saw her at the bus stop, just across the street, but he left it for later, since he could pull up the subject in the next day.

He repeated her name a few times just because he liked the way he said it, smiling a little silly. Who would ever imagine that? Lee Taeyong was falling in love with the girl he saw every day at the bus stop and was lucky enough to  meet her on the subway.

He tried to sleep, but the smile she gave him when he said she had beautiful eyes tormented him until he was asleep. Not that it was bad, though, he would not mind if it was the cause of his insomnia every day.

hard chords

She threw herself tired on the sofa of the apartment she shared with a friend. She sighed as she remembered how her job was slipping through her hands because of a crazy girl who chatted with the head of her department. The girl for sure invented a million things about her, and that wasn’t good, since even the managers began to look at her differently.

While preparing something in the kitchen to eat, she could not keep her smile to herself when she remembered the handsome face, now named Taeyong, with a beautiful smile and kind eyes that caught her attention every day in the late afternoon, and maybe he was a distraction from the bad things that had been happening to her. Not that it was bad, it was great.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts as she tried to cook something she did not even notice when her friend arrived from college, watching her smiling like a fool, holding a frying pan, staring at the cupboard. The friend smiled, going to the bedroom. It was rare to see her smile, and when she saw it, it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

reading the sheets

The weeks that followed were the best. They saw each other at the beginning and end of the day. They now had each other’s phone number, sharing some funny stories, complacent looks, and lots of smiles. They agreed to go out on the following Saturday afternoon that they were coincidentally off duty, and found they lived on the same block, and once again Taeyong wanted to beat his own ass for being so oblivious.

It was an interesting walk in the cold autumn sun, with leafy alleys falling from the trees, while Taeyong showed her places in the neighborhood where she didn’t go before. As she showed her truly self to him, making him impressed, the more he thought he knew about her, the more he had yet to discover, and that fascinated him, she was the most interesting girl he had ever met in his life.

He showed her his most precious part when he put one of the earphones in her ear, gently, and used it as an excuse to touch her hair and pull them behind her ear as he stared into her eyes. The beat they heard was already known to Taeyong, but to her it was something different and she could hear it tirelessly until the day of her death.  And it was with the sound of a piano mixed with other beats, that he leaned slowly until he touched her lips, sealing them without haste.

Until she got up quickly, jumping up, running away, while Taeyong sat there on that sidewalk at eleven in the night, not knowing what to do. He got up quickly, ready to run after her, but the girl had already disappeared into the crowd.

the rhythm is kinda complicated

His texts didn’t have any reply, and Taeyong didn’t see her on the subway anymore, he even tried to walk through all the wagons, but there wasn’t a trace of the pretty girl with bright eyes and sweet lips. Taeyong was worried and desperate. He didn’t know where she lived and it did hurt him, he wanted to see her, he wanted to be able to apologize in person for having kissed her too soon.

He tried to call her number, but it was turned off.

Meanwhile, she had her face in the pillow, her friend stroking her hair, listening to her sobs. She had been fired without any prior notice and was told she was in a relationship with one of her co-workers, the same guy she'd dumped because she wasn’t interested on him.

She thought about how unfair life was, and how it all went wrong, didn’t giving her a chance to smile a little. And Taeyong came to her mind, the guy she left standing on the sidewalk in one of the graffitied alleyways at the central area of ​​their neighborhood. And then her phone vibrated once more.

She remembered how she felt like the happiest woman in the world when she could finally feel those red lips against hers, and howl that terrible feeling that he only wanted to play with her heart once again filled her whole body, the joy she felt at the moment contrasting with fear. Her only way out was to run away, so far away that Taeyong couldn’t see how miserable she felt.

finding a beat

They were, face to face, in a coffee shop, after much insistence and a text that her friend had sent through her phone to Taeyong's number. It was a little cold, and her hands clasped the hot chocolate with that famous symbol on it. She looked anywhere but couldn’t look at the boy in front of her. He looked annoyed.

The truth was that Taeyong just didn’t know what to do, since she was the one who had sent the text, then just sat there, and while he waited for her to arrive, he had drunk all the black coffee he had asked before when she arrived without looking him in the eyes, and sat in the chair across from him.

They even spoke a little "hi" but since the hot chocolate had arrived, nothing else had happened. Even so, Taeyong felt a little more alive, because he could finally see her beautiful eyes once more. Maybe it was the last time, but he'd do his best not to.

Then she opened her mouth to speak, and gave a dull smile, followed by an apology, which was accepted without any problem. Then, they stayed there all afternoon, until it was so late, that he took her back home, leaving her at the entrance of the building, where she had a surprise for Taeyong.

taking the tone

Her eyes glittered in tears as she told the boy in front of her what had happened that week. Taeyong had not bothered to ask what had happened before because, after all, they hadn’t known each other for that long, he didn’t want to be so intrusive in subjects that she probably would not want to talk about, but he couldn’t stop himself to feel guilty for not asking before.

But there she was, once again astounding him, falling apart as she spoke a messy korean, kneaded to Taeyong's chest, he was stroking her hair, and occasionally wiping away the tears that never ceased to flow through her beautiful eyes. She told him about almost her entire life, and Taeyong felt so important that, from that day on, he swore he would protect her forever, and that he would never leave her alone.

They were still holding each other for a little longer, and it was such a comfortable hug that she never wanted to leave, but he reminded her that it was almost midnight and that he needed to work the next day, but that he would go back there to see her. He kissed her forehead, saying he would tell her when he got home.

the final version

He had a small office in the apartment he lived that he turned it into a studio, which was where he spent most of the time when he was not working, exactly on an underground record label with some friends. And it was there that, some days later, he decided to take her, so that she could know a little more of his work.

Talking about nothing really, after a few beers and horrible jokes, Taeyong looked her deep in the eyes with the most sincere look one could have, and, holding her hands inside his, he said everything that was stored inside him for a few days.

He said how his life had changed in an abrupt but good way, that she didn’t get out of his thoughts not even for a second a day, that he loved to spend the weekends talking till sunrise, on calls that lasted for hours, when they didn’t necessarily speak something. He told how he was completely ready to make her the happiest, most complete, and most loved woman in the world.

That he would take away all her fears away. That she didn’t have to be insecure about past because he was willing to create a future, with her and for her, where it would be just the two of them, caring and loving each other, above all things.

And she, after a few seconds with teary eyes, took all the breath she had and said what she wanted the most since the moment they went out for the first time.

"I love you, Taeyong. From the first moment I saw you on that train, I love you. When you sat down with me and laughed at my bad accent. When you took me out. When you showed me that incredible song, and when you kissed me. I …”

And the last words could not be said because Taeyong, at that moment, kissed her again, tenderly. His lips moved in enviable timing. Nothing could compare to the touch of Taeyong's lips on hers. And she was already sure that she was the happiest woman in the world, from that very moment.

And they stood there on that comfy brown couch all night, telling secrets, sharing caresses and kisses, until she slept in his arms, and Taeyong felt like the happiest man in the world. For he had her, his favorite melody, so mysterious, and he had the pleasure of being able to play it. Every day in repeat mode.

[literaryfaeriecorner]

02/21/2021: Promotions, Old Friends, and Yellow School Buses

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February 21st, 2021

somehow i received a promotion at work last Friday even though i am literally probably one of the LEAST motivated people teaching at that school... fuck. so... now, instead of just being a regular-schmegular teacher, i am now the '6th grade head social studies teacher' which means that i have to run planning meetings for the social studies team, attend morning meetings discussing whole-grade growth and failings, and solutions for how we're going to get the kids to... not suck. uuuuuuggggghhhhhh!!! and this is for the rest of the year and the next!!!!

apparently, i am the 'perfect person' for this position because all of my classes have consistently performed better than the rest... but between you, me, and the entire internet, that speaks more to the abilities of my students than my own personal abilities as a teacher. i don't believe i'm a sucky teacher or anything but the fact remains that between work, grad school, delusional lovesick-related episodes, mental illness, and other varying distractions, i am not Doing The Best I Can. in fact, i'm literally in survival mode 95% of the time. the other 5% of the time, i'm in manic-as-fuck mode. so... do i really DESERVE this promotion? who even fucking knows? i like to believe, however, that i'll eventually figure out how to bullshit this new responsibility as well and no one will be the wiser. i mean, if this promotion came with a financial boost as well, i'd be more inclined to not fuck it up but, like... i'm doing more work for the same weak ass pay... i'm not as motivated with kind words and encouragement than i would be with a solid boost to my pay grade. anyway... whatever.

i was on tumblr the other day (i am fasting from all social media sites during the day for Lent but tumblr doesn't count because i literally just reblog five or six posts into the void, look at sad literature quotes, and log out just to do it all over again the next day... i am not addicted to tumblr as i am to twitter, instagram, pinterest, and linkedin... yes, linkedin. my quest to escape my job has led me down a very weird and addictive path) and i came across this post by user beetlejuices:

"isn't it all about old friends? like everything? all of it?"

and it is. i think so. i really do.

one of the things i've been conscious of in my early adulthood is that i am still chasing after the friendships i had in middle school. i wrote about this two Lents ago too. there is a memory that i remember so vividly in middle school and it reminds me constantly about how i felt so loved and appreciated and like the world couldn't go on without me if i somehow left or disappeared or went away. i think about it all the time. that is how freeing and loving and whole it is. just a simple memory of being three hours late to school (after a huge, blown out argument between parents who should've divorced years ago) and being startled by a flood of texts that starting pouring in at 7 that morning.

ashley: YOOOO where r u? they snagged all the donuts from the corner store!

alysha: you missed the bus this morning?

ashley: i bought donuts off eman 4 u... say im the best :D

kiera: U MISSED CRYSTAL'S FAT HEAD ASS SLIP DOWN THE STEPS LMAOOO

kiera: u're always here early u good?

alysha: are you coming 2 school today?

ashley: are u ok?

Christyl: don't forget we have a test in math!! where are you?

kiera: babe?

ashley: are you ok? why is ur phone off?

alysha: i just talked to ashley are u ok?

Christyl: where r u?

kiera: i just talked to ashley r u ok?

kiera: none of ur sisters r here either... u ok?

ashley: i'll call again @ lunch

alysha: pls be safe

Christyl: i'll tell the teacher you're sick and maybe you can take it tomorrow

Christyl: are you ok?

and even more messages that were sent during and inbetween classes... i thought it was a bit too late (and too time consuming) to respond to them all individually so after being signed into school three hours late, i decided to wait for all my friends at our table in the cafeteria to surprise them before explaining my mess of a morning. i was nervous because i thought they would be mad at me for some reason. but as soon as they saw me, ashley, alysha, kiera, and christyl, they came barreling towards me screaming my name. it was an entire scene. people looking at them crazy and then raising their eyebrows at me, not seeing what the big deal was. i probably looked the same exact way that i did the day before. unspectacular, bookish, awkward. they couldn't see what the big deal was. it embarrassed me but it thrilled me at the same time.

they nearly knocked me to the floor pushing each other to get to me first trying to steal the first hug. in the end, i stretched my arms out as far as i could and they all fell into them. we probably looked a mess. a tangle of brown legs, arms, frizzy hair, loose braids, and scuffed dress shoes. i remember feeling so loved and wanted. i felt bigger and grander than i was. i had stopped the world for five entire minutes and i didn't do anything. i was just existing.

i don't really talk to any of the girls anymore. i follow them on social media and i wish them happy birthday every year and we're all on each other's close friends list on insta... so i still know a few, if not all, of their secrets... but we'll probably never be as close as we were in middle school. and that's ok. i still love them as much as i did when they tackled me in the lunch room that day. i still root and cheer for them like we still spend every night after school on the phone for hours talking shit and planning presidential campaigns and gossiping about boys. i will never forget that day in the lunchroom. ever. and, like i said, it has only occurred to me now, as a young adult, that i've been chasing that kind of friendship and sisterhood since it happened.

i like to treat all my friendships as mini-romances. i remember a tweet that said, "friendships ARE romance," and i agree. i think i'm in love with all of my close friends, if not all of my friends. it's embarrassing (just a bit) but i have probably fallen in love with all of my friends at least once or twice. this is especially true for my group of college friends (at this point, they are really family). i have been in love, at least once, with all eight of them throughout our four years. i don't actually find this embarrassing like i said earlier. what's embarrassing is that this information might embarrass other people which, in turn, would thoroughly embarrass me. but the fact itself doesn't embarrass me. that is how i am. i fall in love and out of love at breakneck speeds. i think it's important to be a little bit in love with your friends.

i really enjoyed being in undergrad and planning literal dates between all eight or nine of us. and we would call it that. "what are we doing for our date next weekend?" "so who's going on the date tomorrow?" "are we cancelling the date or does the weather not matter?" (the weather always mattered.) my favorite college date was valentine's day senior year. we all went to korean-style karaoke and ordered so much food and drink we could barely stand to sing. we were all sat around the tv singing horribly to mariah carey or beyonce or rapping to nicki minaj verses. we took so many bad pictures and tone deaf videos and we kept leaning or hugging or holding each other's hands. that's another thing i love about my college family. most of us are touchy-feely people. i am a touchy-feely person. i'm southern and my mom is ridiculously gooey so one of my love languages, inevitably, is touch. i, usually, reign it in A LOT unless i have a partner but in college, i somehow discovered a whole group of people who loved to kiss each other on the cheek and hold hands and lean on other people, and lock arms. i felt at home. really.

maybe it's not only about old friends, though. maybe it's about feeling at home.

there was another post on tumblr and i think about it a lot. it's a screenshot of a tweet from twitter user @HumbleCore.

"HUGE NEWS: finally found my best friend from middle school on FB. We've both been looking for each other for over a decade. I told her I think about her whenever I play any boardgame or drive by a church. She told me she uses my name as her password at work. A perfect reunion."

when i read that the other night, i cried. i don't know why. it was heavy and ridiculous and i was worried my roommates would hear me. i don't know why i cried. at all. and even typing it out like that made me want to cry again. the feeling is not as strong or as overwhelming as it was the first time but it's still there.

i think about a best friend i had in first grade. even before i thought of ashley as my best friend (i have known Middle School Ashley since the first grade. i thought we were destined to be best friends forever and ever and ever, which is what i wrote in her middle school yearbook). his name was Malik. or Malique. my memory fails me. but anyway, i loved him like crazy. we didn't do anything without the other. we shared lunch together, we HAD to be partners on every field trip, i cried when Ms. Sanchez moved my seat from his in an effort to stop us from disrupting her lessons and i hated her for an entire week. (a very long time from a first-grade perspective.) even now, i think about him whenever i go to petting zoos or farms and when i ride on yellow school buses with my students.

Malik/Malique was my first kiss. we were hiding from Ms. Sanchez and the other chaperones so we could pet the goats one last time. while we were hiding behind a barn, he kissed me. "for good luck," he said. and then we sprinted across the farm to get back to the goats. and we pet them again before Ms. Sanchez found us and ordered us back on the big yellow school bus where we held hands for the entire hour-long ride back to school.

it's very silly to think now but in high school when i was trying to determine whether i loved my first boyfriend or not i remember thinking, "well, does he make me feel like Malik/Malique?" it's silly but sweet. at fourteen, still comparing the way he made me feel behind a barn at 5 years old to how another boy, years and years later, made me feel. it is silly but i think it's sweet.

i don't actually have any interest in finding Malik/Malique or knowing for certain what he does or how he's doing because i seriously doubt i had such an impact on his life, but i hope he's well and alive and happy because that's what i always naturally hope for when i pass petting zoos or farms or see bright yellow school buses.

so, yes. i think everything, us, our relationships, the entire world, is about old friends. all of it. every last bit of it.

i have a whole-grade data analysis, 300 pages of reading, and two mini-papers for classes to finish before tonight so i'm going to get going... i just wanted to write about old friends first.

[damnjooon]

Destruction of the Heart

Genre: Angst

Words: 1066

Member: Namjoon x reader bit of Yoongi x reader

You spent your night alone, again. Namjoon was no where to be seen. The last time you felt his warmth, his hands tressuring your waist, his sloppy morning kisses had been too long, 2 extended months. It was like he didn’t try to see you. Didn’t call, text or drop in to see if you were still functioning. It was like he completely forgot about you. You sent him texts about your day, since he always asked but stopped. You sent photos of your surroundings with a cheesy poem about his dimples sinking so deep in his cheeks as if the Titanic took place in them or how his legs remind you of spiders. But no reply would come through, he didn’t even seen you. You asked the members if you could pass the phone to him but they would reply with a “he’s not around” or “he’s out somewhere”. You knew deep in your core something was off.

After a few moments snugged inside your bed you flung yourself out and got dressed to go out. Since their comeback stages were finished you could finally re visit the company. You took a quick shower, threw on a thick turtleneck of yours on and your boyfriend’s perfectly fitted shirt on, since he loved seeing his tall women put his clothes on (so he says). You threw on some loose distressed jeans on that were lying on the floor and a black mask and hat to keep your identity low-key. Grab your casual bag out then escaped the gloomy studio.

The walk was silent but thoughts kept shouting inside your hectic mind. The place was 30 minutes away on foot so you just decided to walk, giving you time to think. WHAT IF HE GETS MAD? you chuckled aloud MAD? I SHOULD BE THE ONE MAD HE HASN’T SENT ME ANYTHING, NOT A SINGLE SYLLABLE. BUT WHAT IF HE DOES CAUSE IM INTERRUPTING HIS CAREER? GOSH I HATE OVER THINKING! Many unnecessary scenarios popped out of nowhere like the flash of lightning, it couldn’t be helped. You decided to stop at a cafe to grab you breakfast and stroll through a park as it was a short cut.

You felt loneliness posses your body as you were surrounded by kids or old couples. You were walking around unaware of where you were walking, too stuck in your thoughts and conclusions. When you were dazed by the sight of what had caused you pain, Kim Namjoon. You could tell by the way he walked and how his shoulders slightly rolled back. He was accompanied by someone, not just someone. The person you greatly despised, your ex-best friend. She dated every single guy you had a crush on during high school. But this wasn’t just any guy you crushed over. It was your boyfriend, the many embarrassing moments you experienced with him just so he noticed you. But when word got out that Kim Namjoon was dating a ordinary girl which was you, you had him locked. What stunned you the most was that she was in the same country, when the last time you saw her was graduation back at your home country.

Before you could scream your head off and beat the crap out of her, you felt petty stab a wound in your heart. The sight of his lips on someone else’s made you want to throw up and shed tears till you physically couldn’t. Tears trickled down your cheeks staining the mask that hid your quavering mouth. You felt so dumb, idiotic that you didn’t think he would snap and throw your trust away like a stick. You stood still, weak, until you saw the face you now wanted murdered, your ex-best friend. She looked at you and smirked as if you were a foreign stranger, though you knew she was enjoying your suffering state. She wanted you to suffer. She mumbled something to Namjoon and he than followed where her slender finger was pointing to. You locked eyes with his. He could read everything that sparked from your eyes. Rage, hurt, pain, disappointment. He let go of your ex-bestie and strode to you.

Nj: “y/n shit fuck i-im i-”

Y/n: “fuck you asshole, i spent these two months thinking you were working your ass off, but you were sleeping with this bitch, the bitch that hurt me more than once. I told you about her, what she looked like and you went searching for her so you could what? Shove your fucking dick in her!! Go fuck yourself, actually go fuck her shes like you trash!”

You ran as far as you could hearing Namjoons voice faintly fade away. You were a bit happy that you could run pretty fast, but it all flushed out of your system once you thought of him. You didn’t stop running till one hour passed. You were now physically and mentally tired, sitting at the closest bus stop bench. Tears gushed out of you, fulled with pain and hurt. You knew the members knew about this affair but they didn’t tell you, not even Yoongi. Now that you think about it, Yoongi stopped replying to you once Namjoon did. You had no one to talk or cry on. Your friends were all at home, making babies or expanding their careers, too busy to think about you. You stared at the ground tears blurring your vision.

[y/n: Why didn’t you tell me…]

[Yoongi: I’m sorry I was too ashamed.]

[ y/n : yeah well thanks for the heads up.]

[Yoongi : Im sorry im gonna call, tell me where u r?]

[y/n: honestly it doesn’t matter anymore, whats the point of talking when the only reason u talk to me is because of Namjoon.]

[Yoongi: please just let me give you a ride]

A bus stopped in front of you, it felt like what just happened, felt like it happened years ago and you were waiting in that spot for decades. It was now the afternoon, you sat in the same bus till you were forced to leave as it was going out of order. You got out, unaware of where you were left. You kept walking, no destination in mind. You strolled through alley ways that leaked danger, busy roads that yelled crashes. But the only thing in your mind was Kim Namjoon, the true God of destruction…

A/N: Hiii! Okay before you leave this took me 2 hours to write in bed listening to Kehlanis album, Sweet Sexy Savage and its nearly 11 pm.. PLEASE LIKE THIS AND FOLLOW.. IM MAKING Two OTHER FF.. PLEASE!

P.s: if you want to make this a series just ask or comment its that easy :) okay - person that values writing that has nothing to do with my future over education is OUT.. PSST LIKE N FOLLOW

[seungcheolsthighsss]

hola can i have a DK imagine where me meets your ex boyfriend and he gets mad??? cuz likE THAT SHIT WOULD BE HOT ASF

Genre: fluff? kinda

Summary: Dk sees your ex boyfriend with you and being a little on the touchy side and doesn’t like it at all keep reading to see a very hot protective side of dk protecting you.

Today has been the worst day you could ever possibly have. It all started this morning, you woke up wait for school so you ended up rushing to the bus only to miss it, you had to walk to school and then walk in to class late. You didn’t get much sleep last night either due to an essay that was due today, which you then realized you forgot at home. Then when school was done you had to go to work. At work you also had a terrible shift with customers complaining the whole time and then you had to work later then expected so you had to walk home in the cold because you alsoooo forgot your sweater so yeah your day was going absolutely great. The only thing you were looking forward to was coming home to your amazing and caring boyfriend.

You walked all the way home and as soon as you saw a glimpse of your front door you were instantly happy because you could finally escape all the bad things that happened today. You walked in and called for dk “ dokyum” you called and instantly heard footsteps “hello baby how was your day?” as soon as he asked you that question you felt like breaking down but you held it in because dk has never seen you cry before and you really did not want him to see you cry right now. But as soon as dk saw that sad expression on your face he would say “baby come here” and pull you into his chest hugging you tight. He would carry you to the couch and lay with you just holding you and waiting till you were ready to talk.

You would finally be able to talk to him and tell him everything that had gone wrong starting for the moment you woke up, to the moment you got home. You had made it through half of what you were saying without crying and then you couldn’t hold it in anymore you just broke down. Dk felt terrible that you had such a bad day and he also did not like the sight of seeing you crying. He would pull you closer into him and hug you tighter then before and rub your back saying sweet things in your ears to try and calm you down. When you were finally calmed down he would brush your hair from your face and kiss your forehead then cheeks then lips “ i don’t like seeing you cry, your to pretty to cry” and this would cause you to blush and look down but he would lift your head up while u were smiling and say “that’s much better”

Dk would then jump up which at first scared you but then what he said made you extremely happy. “lets go somewhere with all the members i am sure they will come, will make a day out of it to make you happy again” and of course you would agree because who wouldn’t want to spend a day with seventeen. So as you were getting ready Dk was calling seventeen and seeing who could come and all of seventeen agreed to coming with you and Dk. You also tried to ask Dk what you were doing  and where you were goingbut he said “im not telling you baby its a surprise” and this made you both happy but also nervous. Dk picked up the members and just started driving to the unknown destination.

The drive felt like forever so you ended falling asleep. and then you woke up to Seugkwan screaming “ OH LADIESSSSS THIS IS YOUR STORYYYY” and you started to laugh, you took in where ypu were and realized you were at a beach which Dk knew was your favorite. But then you remembered u didn’t have bathing suits or towels or really any of the things u needed for the beach and it kinda made you a little bummed out, But then each member had stuff with them and Dk had packed things for both you and him and then you hugged him and he started to smile knowing that you were not focused on the bad things from earlier today.

You guys set everything up and then you went to go get change into your bathing suit that way you could go swimming with Dk and the rest of seventeen. You couldn’t help but think about how lucky you were, to have such an amazing caring boyfriend. Like he planned a day on the spot just for you, you truly did have the best boyfriend in the world. And not only that but the other member’s also cared about you. You wondered how you got so lucky to have 13 lovely boys care about you

As you were starting to walk back to where dk and the members were sitting you ran into someone “oh my god i am sorry i didn’t mean to-” when you looked up at the person you bumped into you realized it was your ex boyfriend. Your first thought was to run straight to Dk and avoid him at all costs but he was standing in front of you blocking your way to run even if you wanted to. “hello beautiful” you would still be in shock to actually comprehend what was going on “ do not call me that”. He would just look you up and down “so you here all alone gorgeous”. You could absolutely not stand him, “ no, actually i am here with my boyfriend” you emphasized the boyfriend part making sure he knew.

“oh i see well just know that i miss you and your super hot body” he said while putting his hand on your bare waist due to your bathing suit and this sent chills down your body and not the good kinda of chills. You tried to pull away and push his dirty hands of you but he was a lot stronger then you were. He pulled your face near his and you looked down trying to pull your body away from his “if your here with your boyfriend then where is he?” In your head you were screaming for Dk but you knew he would not be able to hear you even if you actually tried screaming because the members and him were very far from the change rooms.

You were extremely uncomfortable right now and honestly felt like crying. As you were still fighting your Ex’s grip he just kept talking to you “why don’t u just get back together with me baby? don’t you miss me?”. You were trying to block out his stupid voice when you saw a familiar figure it was s.coups and Mingyu. At this point you knew you had nothing to lose so you screamed “ MINGYU, SEUNGCHEOL HELP!! MINGYU GO GET DOKYUM”. Mingyu started to run to get your boyfriend and s.coups came to try and help that way dk would be able to help later. Your ex looked at you with mad eyes and grabbed your wrist so u could not run and this just made you more scared then you already were.

As s.coups was walking towards you Dk had already pasted him as he ran super fast knowing his baby was in danger. But he was also not the only one the rest of seventeen ran with him to help you as they all cared about you as much as Dk does. “hey asshole” Dk yelled while tapping you on the shoulder as soon as your ex turned around Junghan and Joshua grabbed you hugging you as you shed some tears as you were in shock still of the way he was holding your wrist and touching your waist and because you hated his guts it made everything 10x worse. Jeonghan was rubbing your back saying its okay. And Joshua was trying to calm u down also.

Dk punched your ex right in the jaw and you did not expect this as Dk didn’t seem like an aggressive person. When your ex tried to hit him back he dogged it and then hit him again and again until he was on the floor “walk away before i do something i’ll regret AND DON’T EVER TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN BETTER YET DONT EVEN COME NEAR HER OR I WILL HIT YOU WORSE THEN I ALREADY HAVE” your Ex got up and walked away with bleeding lips. Dk ran to you and pulled you tightly into his arms and rubbing your back “baby its okay, listen to me its okay hes never gonna come near you again” he kept comforting you until you had calmed down

“thank you Dokyum, for everything for caring about me and doing what you did” he smiled “baby its because i love you” you smiled and kissed him “ i love you” Dk said “i love you too, oh my god DK BABY YOUR HAND” he laughed at how concerned you were about him “babe its okay trust me” you and the rest of seventeen started to walk back to where you were sitting and could finally have an amazing day with your boyfriend and your 12 best friends. The night ended with a campfire and you and Dk cuddled up and telling stories and laughing at all of the members.

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first requested imagine done,  please feel free to request anytime!!! i would love to write imagines for you guys 

[knightofameris]

sudden changes — tony stark

✎ setting. my MCU-AU, taking place after Endgame but my version (summer 2018, no timeskip) ✎ contains. angst, fluff, family problems tony being a dad, OCs ✎ wc. 1.5k

✎ prompt. “You can be mad at someone and still miss them.” for @afterglowparker‘s 1k follower celebration & challenge! I’ve had this written for a while but I wanted to wait to post it.

✎ ameris’ notes. I tried making this story make as much sense as possible since Kay’s (my OC) story had developed a lot into Endgame along with the other OCs that partake in the overall MCU-AU. || I re-read through this and phew i used to be proud of this piece but not anymore. i did a lot of revisions and fixed some grammatical mistakes. now i likee it a bit better. tbh im tempted to rewrite this whole thing in a newer updated version but eehhhhh

Enjoy! [repost from old account, @knightofmarvel]

❝ i miss him but i’m so angry ❞

The pebbles rolled on the ground. They had no control over where they were going, where they would be placed. A stick that prodded them around had control over their journey and destination. 

And like the pebbles, the young girl squatting on the ground pushing them around was just another one of the pebbles in this life. 

At least it felt like that to her.

The frown on her face was seemingly permanently etched on her face. Her swollen and reddened eyes matched her cheeks and nose. In her sweatshirt pocket there were stuffed tissues that she wouldn’t dare touch anymore.

Her nose scrunched up as she felt tears making their way to her eyes again. Her lips turned downward. She choked on a sob, bringing the back of her hand to her mouth to try to muffle every noise. 

The Vietnamese girl fell back to sit and brought her knees up to her face, hugging it. The moonlight shone on her, causing her dark hair to glisten and the stars began to twinkle. 

But as the universe brought it, she could no longer feel the comfort the moon and stars tried to bring to her in that moment. Without her powers, there was no more communication with the stars.

With it, she lost a part of herself. Some could even argue all of herself.

The pebbles crunched around her, signaling the presence of someone else. But she paid them no mind, believing it to be Irene or Kai. Maybe Steve or Rhodey.

“You good, kid?”

She didn’t respond, tucking her knees closer in. She pursed her lips when she felt Tony sit down next to her, knowing that their relationship had changed since the battles. Calling him dad, saving his ass, him saving hers, saving the universe,

“Is this about your family, Kay?” Tony asked. Kay nodded her head. She finally stretched her legs out and set her hands on her lap. Her gaze faced down. Tony scanned her face to gauge a reaction. He scrunched his nose and sniffed, looking off towards the distance out from the Avengers Headquarters.

Tony would usually be back at his cabin, staying with Pepper as she got through her pregnancy. But Pepper shooed him away. Said he was being overbearing and that he should check in with his other kids, too. He scoffed at that, of course.

Kay grunted, scooting closer to him and then leaning her head against his shoulder.

“I’m smad, Tony,” she murmured just loud enough for him to hear.

Tony raised a brow, moving his head to get a better look at her. “Back to Tony? I’m hurt kid, after all we been through I thought—”

Kay groaned, burying her face into his shoulder. Blood rushed to her face as she tried to hide it. He chuckled. He moved his arm to wrap around her shoulder, pulling her closer when the night summer breeze passed by.

“You’ve been coming out here more, haven’t you? What’re you ‘smad’ about?”

Kay sighed. It was true, she was coming out on the rooftop more often. She only came out when she was in a bad mood, after all.

“If you don’t want to talk, that’s fine—”

“Everything sucks and I just want to die. I mean,” she began talking faster, “not actually die, just not… exist… for a while.” Tony frowned, knowing that feeling all too well.

“I can’t—I can’t be a hero anymore,” Kay sniffled. “I can’t do the only thing I’m good at and my parents disowned me. At least, it feels like it. Says I’m worse than my sister. And god only knows how they’re going to react to her girlfriend and then to my brother’s situation in the future. They threaten to not pay for my tuition for college and I don’t even know if I want to do physics. And it feels like the brother I looked up to for so long just betrayed me and it makes me so mad because it feels like he’s gaslighting me and himself.

“Then I feel guilty because maybe I’m in the wrong and—and if I had my powers still I’d have better intuition about everything but I don’t.

“And I don’t know what to do. I’m just so angry and so sad and I hate Luke but I miss him so much and I miss when he was there for me but he just says I should stay home and that I shouldn’t be doing this shit. That I should leave it to the adults. 

“No one even knows that I made the universe go back to normal after bringing all of them back. And I’m so mad because they expect me to act like an adult but then treat me like a child and-and-and—Dad, I don’t know what to do and I hate that you’ve been more of a dad to me than my actual father and that says a lot. Then I keep thinking about Luke and I just—I want him back, I miss the Luke I looked up to but I’m so angry. I’m angry at what he’s become.”

By the end of the long-winded rant, Kay began sobbing, curling up into Tony for comfort. Her eyes shut and her mouth twisted into a frown as she cried.

The night breeze hit the two of them once more, her face feeling a spike of cold because of the tears. Her nose sniffled more since the cold always made her nose run a bit. Tony’s thumb rubbed against her arm in a comforting motion.

“That’s on him, you know. He’s the one acting weird and he’s seriously missing out on how much you’ve grown. Your parents too.” Tony paused, then sighed in frustration at Kay’s family. “I think it does say a lot that you thought of me like a dad. I’m a mess.” He chuckled and Kay laughed at him too, saying something along the lines that he was still a good mess.

Tony shook his head. “You know, you can be mad at someone and still miss them. It’s only natural of course. And hey, how about this. You’re still staying at your parents, aren’t you?” Kay nodded. “Move out, you’re still 17, I’ll take you in. You can stay at my cabin with me and Pep. I’ll pay for your tuition and everything too.”

“Tony,” Kay pulled away, looking up at him, “that’s too much to ask I don’t think-I don’t think I can ask—”

“’Dad,’” Tony interrupted. “Come on, you’ve already called me dad a few times. It’s fine.” He scrunched his nose. “And since I’m your dad, I’ll take care of you.”

“Would I,” Kay murmured, her gaze back down at her hands, “would I be Kay Stark then?”

There was a beat.

“Yeah,” Tony said. “Kay Stark. Rolls off the tongue pretty nicely too.” He looked back down at her, a small smile making its way onto her face for what seemed to be the first time in a long time.

“Uhm,” Kay stuttered. “For my freshman orientation, there’s a parent portion. You don’t have to go ‘cause it’s not necessary bu—”

“I’ll go.”

Kay glanced up, narrowing her eyes and was about to say something to him.

“No, I’ll go. It’s fine. Pepper can’t go to California because she’s taking maternity leave so I can check up on the company for her. Your college isn’t too far from LA anyways.”

“Thanks, dad.”

Tony smirked, pulling her back into him and rubbing her shoulder with his hand.

“Of course, kid.” There was a small pause. “Now, I can build you a suit. Get you back into superhero-ing. Could be Iron Knight or something.”

Tony continued to ramble, trying to get Kay’s mind off of everything and anything. She felt safe again, whole. The thought of being a new hero made her feel better. Because in the end, it wasn’t her powers that made her. She was a hero because of who she already was. 

It took her a while to realize that, and It’ll take longer for her to drill that in her mind but Kay knew that as long as she had the support of her family, her “found family”, everything would turn out okay.

For the first time in a long time, Kay felt the need to shut her eyes. Even if she couldn’t communicate with the stars and moon in the night sky anymore, she knew that their presence was all that she needed. And she slowly drifted as Tony talked.

“Wow, you really fell asleep on your old man, huh,” Tony chuckled as her body slowly slumped down to rest her head on his lap. He looked down at her, a smile on his face. He moved her hair out of her face and he finally saw the bags and dark circles under her eyes. Ones that were too familiar to him. His smile grew sad and he shuffled underneath her to pick her up and bring her down to her room.

Tony continued staring at her worn out eyes. He’d need to talk to her about her sleeping patterns and possible nightmares or panic or anxiety attacks.

He made it down to the living floor and walked down the dark hallway to her room. Tony slightly kicked it open, setting her down on her bed. He had to make room for her with the large Captain America tsumtsum and the extra large Iron Man tsumtsum. The young girl automatically turned to hug both of the tsumtsums and Tony shook his head.

Tony bent down to kiss the top of her head and moved to leave the room. He gave her one last glance and then closed the door quietly, leaving her to sleep.

✎ ameris’ notes. tbh, i was hesitant on posting this cus 1) it’s an oc story 2) if i am to post about the entire AU i created, this is a huge spoiler regarding Kay’s powers. but at least no one knows how she no longer has it i guess lol. 3) none of this makes sense because of everything i have written/outlined for this AU and on who the characters are and their development and everything.

i’d personally love to share more information about this mcu-au but, eh. 

[wintaer-bear]

How to Love a Flower

Pairing: Reader x Im Jaebum (Got7) Theme/Genre: Love at First Sight? / Slice of Life?  Word Count: 1040

Jaebum remembers the first glimpse he caught of you, hair tucked neatly beneath your cap. He wasn’t entirely sure your thin shirt was holding you snug enough in the mayhem of twirling morning winds, but you did not falter. Your wide legged pants, too, blew along with the gusts, only to outline the frame beneath your mismatching attire. As much as he wanted to analyze every petal and every curve, his field of vision zoomed out on its own and he was left looking not at your body but in the way it moved.

You were walking so briskly with a destination in mind. You probably didn’t notice his staring, catching as you weaved through the morning traffic. Your light was red but you crossed anyway, warm latte in hand. “How brave,” he whispered. Not bothering to look both ways, you just walked right into the middle, that action reverberating in of itself. “Here I am. The one and only, and here I go.”

Yes, there you were. Jaebum saw you so beautiful in your demeanor, so confident in your presence. You didn’t spare the drivers a second look from your passion burning eyes. You kept walking into the sunrise, with all intentions of seizing the day, as if the sole reason to your existence was to soak up all the rays. The busy road didn’t bother you. The obstacle in front of you was of no question at all. You simply just were.

Then you were not. Your silhouette engulfed by the enveloping rays called sunshine and Jaebum hates to say that his gaze could not keep up. He lost you in the sea of yellow and orange hues because you were as vibrant as the rising sun you were galloping into.

Forward a year and Jaebum is a new man at the same bus stop. He is watching and waiting as he does every Wednesday in hopes you pass by. He imagines a woman like yourself doesn’t stay in one place for long, but don’t masterminds like to return to the scene of the crime? What payments in the form of his feeble conquests he would give just to catch a glance of you again. What you did that day, where you have been since, who you are, questions that Jaebum has only now come to terms of never knowing. But what he does know is this: you set his soul on fire with just the simple execution of jaywalking.

But he swears in that moment you weren’t just gliding across the pavement. Your platforms dragged along his heartstrings, playing them like a symphony. He tried to remain in control, to be the conductor of his own beating instrument, but your tune was too elegant on its own and Jaebum got lost in the muse of you. They say art sets one free and for a second he was, until you took root in his veins and grasped his soul. A frightful feeling it was to have his spirit free but his heart bound.

It’s strange what the brain can commit to memory in just an instant. Your hair, the way the it flows just freely through the air, his eyes naturally recognize the scene. It’s the sight he replays over and over in my mind before sleep. The bounce still present in your walk, he sees you.

He sees you.

He sees you twisted in another, not by your roots or your fiery embers, but by the curves he never got to properly pour over. He sees you this morning dodging the winds in another man’s biceps and masculine cradle. Where is the ferocity in your eyes? The rush in your bright and filled forenoon adventure?

Did he only imagine the way you walked into oncoming traffic, fearless and bold? The seemingly perfect pair at a standstill, at the same crosswalk you challenged on your own. The meter clicks with eight seconds still on the clock, just enough time to get you past the midpoint, but you refuse to walk. He almost jumps out of his skin to direct you, to shout, “Go! Just go!” But his voice is congested in his throat as he continues to stare helplessly.

He just want you to remain free.

It’s not that Jaebum is jealous of the mongrel at hand. No, this, he assures himself, is about more than just the possessions of a man. You are a flaming flower, with roots so deep, confidence as petals, and an aroma unique. Colored by the sun, and given life by ambition itself. You bloom taller than the rest, unapologetic.

So why are you shriveled up in his arms? Why do you bloom only to the stranger’s chest? Who is that man to stop you from going? Does he know that he holds remnants of fire in his hands? How dare he pluck you from your roots and detain your wildly beautiful spirit.

Then, similar to the sudden crashing on a body with its back turned to the sea while aiming for the shore, Jaebum realizes, you are not you anymore. The hair that flows willingly are but the ends. Your clothes are well fit and dull, less colorful and free. You blend into the traffic, into the gray suit holding you keen. The man is dulling your vibrant colors as Jaebum too, fade into the sea of gray and routine. In this new moment, Jaebum realizes, that man is him.

It is Jaebum who has uprooted your tireless work. It is Jaebum who has caged your youth and spirit. It is Jaebum who steals life from your endless sea of colors. It is he who plucked you for possession, in fear others would spoil for your sass too. 

It is himself, who holds you only to my chest, never letting your rise above him. Jaebum is not nutrients or life, but clay soil that has made you root into his feelings and bound you to his expectations. He could not control his own beating instrument, so he has found consolation in making you his own--a pacemaker of his own arrhythmic heart. How was he supposed to know how to water a flower made of flames and sentiment?

Truly, how frightening it is, to have a spirit free but a heart so tightly bound.

A/N:  this is part of my one shot collection: GOT7′s Extensive ‘How to Guide’ to Heartbreak.