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ccastellans · 6 days

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making memories.

bf!luke castellan x gn!reader

SUMMARY: boyfriend!luke castellan decides to take you to the seasonal carnival/fair.

AUTHORS NOTE: tooth rotting fluff, ooc luke, no usage of y/n, this is very unedited (i haven’t written in awhile so PLEASEE don’t judge)

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as luke takes your hand and leads you towards the entrance of the carnival, the warm summer air is filled with the sound of laughter and cheerful music. the colorful lights of the rides flicker and twinkle in the night sky, and the smell of freshly popped popcorn and sweet cotton candy wafts through the air. the type of vibe that makes your stomach do flips in the best way possible.

luke turns to you with a sweet smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "you ready?" he asks.

you nod eagerly, your heart fluttering with excitement.

he gently squeezes your hand as he leads the way, walking into the carnival with you. the minute you walk in, you’re immediately engulfed by all the people. it makes you a little nervous being around so many people at once.

you’re quickly snapped out of your thoughts as luke turns to you and says “don’t worry”. sometimes it’s as if the boy could read your mind, know exactly how you’re feeling without you having to say anything. with that being said, he also knows how to calm you down. usually just simple reassurance, comfort, and support from him calm you down quite easily. who could blame you, you felt safe with him.

you softly nod, as the two of you begin to walk towards a “bottle toss” carnival game. as you look up, you see huge plushies dangling. you advert your gaze to the game itself, the worker walking up to you and luke with a smile on their face.

“hey! are you guys willing to play?” the worker says.

you and luke look at each other and both nod.

luke speaks and says;

“yeah! can you refresh my mind on the rules though?”

the worker replies;

“of course! the goal of the game is to toss the rings onto the neck of the bottles! if you land one ring on the bottle, you win a small prize. if you land two rings on the bottles, you win a medium prize. if you land three rings on the bottles, you get a large prize; as you can see dangling above you.”

luke nods and replies; “how much for 3 rings?”

the worker replies to him; “15 dollars! cash only.”

you quickly turn to luke and whisper; “isn’t that too much? you don’t have to—“

you’re suddenly interrupted by luke narrowing his eyes at you and speaking;

“relax, relax! im not gonna go broke just from spending 15 dollars.” he jokes, and presses a soft kiss to your cheek before digging 15 dollars out of his pocket and handing it to the worker.

the worker takes the money and hands luke a small bucket filled with 3 rings, mouthing a small “good luck!” before moving out of the way for luke to throw the rings at the bottles.

you let go of his hand, not wanting to mess him up as he’s trying to win a prize. you stand to the side and watch.

luke giggles as he says “this one’s for you!” before tossing the ring at one of the bottles.

you think he’d miss; i mean it would be pretty ironic if he said that and then missed. but actually, he landed one!

the outer corners of your lips twist up into an excited smile.

“booyah! i did it!” he loudly speaks.

you laugh and say; “don’t get too cocky now, castellan!! you still have 2 rings left!”

luke grins, his eyes sparkling with determination. "don’t worry, sweetheart." he says, his tone confident. "i’ve got this in the bag."

he picks up another ring, takes aim, and tosses it. it lands on another bottle with a clink, and luke lets out a triumphant cheer.

you laugh and roll your eyes at his overconfidence, amused by it nonetheless.

"only one more ring, big shot!" you tease.

"oh yeah? and what are you gonna do if I win this last one?" he jokingly challenges.

you playfully huff and put your hands on your hips.

“hmmm. i’d probably kiss you stupid” you giggle a little after speaking.

lukes gaze softens, a different look than the one he was just giving you a few seconds ago while bantering. your heart nearly jumps out of your chest at the sight.

the two of you have seemed to get lost in each others eyes, as you suddenly snap out of it and realize that you’ve been zoning out staring into his eyes for about a minute or so.

“cmon castellan, you have one more ring left! then you’ll win the huuuuge prize.” you speak, with a soft smile on your face.

luke laughs and shakes his head.

he then turns his gaze back to the game, focusing on the remaining bottle that he has to land the third ring on.

he concentrates, taking aim, and throws the ring. you hold your breath as you watch the ring sail through the air, hopeful that it lands on the bottle.

the ring lands on top of the last bottle, and luke lets out a triumphant cheer as you grin ear to ear.

"booyah! i did it!" he exclaims, grinning at you.

the worker smiles and nods, impressed with luke's skills.

"and what prize would you like to receive?" they ask.

luke turns to you and asks

“which one do you want, pretty? you pick” luke sweetly speaks to you. the sweetness in his voice is tooth rotting, like cotton candy.

your eyes skim over the available prizes as one plushie in particular catches your eye. a huge, stuffed panda. you smile and point to it.

“that one!” you say

luke grins at your enthusiasm and turns back to the worker.

"we’ll take the big fluffy panda, please." he says.

the worker nods and moves to claim the massive bear. they pull it down from its perch above you and place it in your waiting arms. it’s HUGE!

you giggle and hug the stuffed animal closer to you, feeling the soft, plush fur against your skin. its almost as if it's a big, fluffy cloud.

luke grins and wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him as the two of you begin to walk away from the game booth.

“thank you.” you blurt out.

luke looks at you and replies with a soft chuckle

“for what? i didn’t do anything”

you look back at him

“yes you did! you didn’t have to get me this, yknow. 15 dollars is a bit pricey just for 3 rings.” you speak

he narrows his eyes at you and replies softly

“babe, all the games around here are pricey, it’s literally a carnival. and i also just wanted to get it for you. win a nice prize for you. and hey, every time you look at that plushie you’ll remember this past moment. ill earn the money back easily anyway.”

you look at him softly, in absolute awe. you smile at him, as he chuckles.

luke presses a soft kiss to your forehead and speaks;

“wanna get some food? ‘m pretty hungry” he says.

you nod appreciatively, as the two of you go over and look for food trucks that offer good food options.

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#charlie bushnell #luke castellan #luke castellan x you #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan x reader #pjo #percy jackson #percy series

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lua-stellar · 3 months

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How is the past affecting your present?! ✨ tarot card divination

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this reading was done with my tarot cards:) hope u enjoyed, take what resonates leave what doesnt etc.

pile 1

cards pulled: reversed four of swords, reversed page of pentacles, reversed ace of wands,seven of wands, reversed nine of cups

it seems that you have dealt with issues of deliberate isolation, and someone in your life in the past who has an overblown sense of importance and possibly a money drain, just an overall toxic person. This reading has alot of like "delayed" type of energy, I feel like you have had to work very hard in life to get the things you want/aspire, but you have experienced unnecessary inconveniences due to the toxic influences that were around you. Nonetheless I get the vibe you are pretty smart and good at the things you do and though you have to work extra hard it is worth it in the end as i feel as though it can definently lead to you enjoying the fruits of your labour! However you have faced repeated problems of being ignored and isolated deliberately or unnecessarily, pushed aside for the sake of a certain someone's big ego and own selfishness. You probably experience your feelings being disregarded so much that you have trust issues and it has affected your relationships and friendships and whatnot. And this reading has a repeating theme of things consistently being delayed for you and unnecessarily so as well.

pile 2

cards pulled: ten of pentacles, king of wands, reversed queen of pentacles, seven of pentacles,queen of wands

im getting an energy of a family legacy or something to be inherited, it could be generational wealth on the extreme but in general i believe that this is some sort of family legacy from the past that has been passed down, and next to that i see a man the king of wands, who i see representing a father figure, it could be implied that this is a sort of legacy or wealth that he inherited, i'm guessing this man is most likely a father figure or some other family member who is close to you, he is with a woman who is likely not good for him, it's possible that she was actually taking advantage of this man from your perspective, perhaps a gold digger? I feel like seeing this happen to someone has probably inspired you to work hard for what you want in a way, because you didn't like seeing someone you love get taken advantage of. You are someone who in the present is able to meet your own needs and understand the needs of others, i get the vibe you are very empathetic or if not then you try to be understanding of others. But you are definently someone who has alot of potential, and your hard work will most definently pay off!

pile 3

cards pulled: knight of cups, reversed the devil, ten of wands, reversed nine of swords,four of cups,

I feel as though that in your past there was someone new who entered your life, someone who had fond feelings of you and perhaps was also a lover of some kind, but even if they werent this person seems like they were exciting but perhaps not as ambitious as they first appeared, what exactly they were offering you in life in questionable. Shortly after this person entered your life i see alot of giving into things that are tempting but bad for you, and then breaking away from them and breaking habits. theres a chance this person was not good for you after all and led you down a bad road. This has caused you to carry alot of burdens, this situation seems to have been the furthest from pleasant and has only left you with problems. These events have led you feeling like there is no end to your problems and the consequences of past events that you are unable to see that your life is improving, in the present these past events have led you appearing like everything is fine when it's not and you are consistently on edge. This is probably cliche but in your case it's true, things do get better i promise.

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moose-muffin · 7 months

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yo, i think i have some for Velvette and Charlie ig

Velvette is a very teasy Ler and a bratty Lee

Her worst spots are her underarms

She LOVES to Target Vox ever since she found out he was incredibly ticklish

I SWEAR she is the one to Bang her fists on the ground because "it tickles so Bad"

She squeals while laughing loudly. No Questions asked.

She WILL and CAN Target your worst spots.

Her laughs become really high-pitched if You Target her underarms LOL-

Teases You all while wrecking the living hell out of ya.

As for Charlie-

She adores tickling Vaggie, they often get into Tickle fights

Speaking of Tickle fights she and Lucifer always had little Tickle fights when she was little, for fun OR when she was feeling down

Her worst spots are her belly and Ribs

She on rare times takes the role of the Tickle monster (or most times)

Well that's all i have for now!

You might recognize me with this.

-🐝

OH MY GOODNESS???? THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE THEYRE SO PRECIOUS HELLO!!!

VELEVETTE IS ACTUALLY AN ICON I LOVE HER SO MUCH AND HER LER STATUS IS ACTUALLY EVER PRESENT LIKE!!!

AND THAT SHOWS IN HER BRATTY LEE VIBES TOO HEHE UR SO RIGHT!! SHE IS SO COMBATIVE BUT ALSO SUPER GIGGLY!!! I LOVE THAT SHE WOULD BANG HER FISTS, MIGHT I ADD SHE WOULD KICK HER LEGS TOO? I THINK ITS ENTIRELY POSSIBLE

ALSO YES SHE TICKLES VOX ALL THE FUCKING TIME AND LETS JUST SAY EVEN THO HE S A Y S HE HATES IT, WE ALL KNOW HES A LIAR AND A DECEIVER ☺️

SHE IS SOOOOO TEASY!!!! AGREED 1000% I WOULD SAY SHES VERY MUCH A FAN OF TEASING THEM ABOUT JUST HOW TICKLISH THEY ARE?? SHE LOVES COMMENTING ON THEIR REACTIONS TO THE TOUCH. SHE MIGHT TEASE YOU ABOUT LIKING IT (especially if your name starts with a V and ends with ox)

(Very quick Valentino mention, feel free to skip if it’s not ur thing. not a Val apologist, I have just always been a villain enjoyer. his character is very interesting. Also four arms) Val and Vel teaming up as lers is actually a crazy collab that would send Vox into an early grave or I guess you know, just make him very flustered. see how I add Vox to everything i am so sorry please don’t worry about it 😍 (i am so horrendously lee and ler for that man)

BUT YES! VELVETTE IS DEF TICKLISH! I HC SHE CAN KIND OF TURN IT OFF? LIKE PRETEND SHES NOT TICKLISH! SHES REALLY GOOD AT IT TOO, BUT IF YOU GET HER ARMPITS… SHES COOKED 😚 OR ALSO I FEEL LIKE HER KNEES ARE HELLA SENSITIVE TOO!! GOD I LOVE HER!!

CHARLIE!!!!!!

MY BELOVED, SHE LOVES TICKLES ALL DAY EVERYDAY!!!!

HER AND VAGGIES TICKLE FIGHTS ARE THE BEST?? BC VAGGIE KNOWS CHARLIE LOVES IT AND SO THEY HAVE LIKE BIGGGG TICKLE FIGHTS. LASTS FOR LIKE THE DAY SOMETIMES (THEY DO LIKE HIDE AND SEEK TYPE STUFF. CHARLIE ENJOYS THE BUILDUP AND THE IDEA OF TICKLE GAMES AND VAGGIE IS HAPPY TO OBLIGE WHETHER IT BE GIVING OR RECIEVING!)

One time they got into one of these and of course ended up getting the whole hotel involved <3 (OH AND NOW IM THINKING ABOUT THIS CONCEPT ON A GREATER SCALE I MIGHT JUST HAVE TO EXPAND ON THIS LATER)

Vaggie def prefers to be the ler but she loves watching Charlie’s face light up when she lets her tickle her (sorry this sounds so busted 😭 basically Vaggie is a softie for when Charlie tickles her bc Charlie gets really excited about it and has a lotta fun)

Charlie is absolutely shameless about loving tickles (kinda stealing from @kt-the-lee hi honey 😽) she is not embarrassed in the slightest and it’s just such a normal part of her identity it’s beautiful

She is also a very gentle ler. She is so excited about tickles all the time but absolutely does understand it’s not for everybody. (If I’m being 100% canon she prooobably had to learn this one the hard way and felt bad but whoever it was gave her a hug and of course forgave her bc they knew she meant well! They also probably tickled her too just to ease her anxiety <3)

The Lucifer one is very wholeosme and sweetie. I’m not big on family tickles personally but adorable nonetheless <3

HER BELLY AND RIBS BEING BAD SPOTS AWWW!! ID SAY TICKLISH NECK TOO <3 SENSITIVE AF AND SUPER GIGGLY IF YOU TICKLE HER THERE!

APOLOGIES FOR TAKING AGES TO RESPOND. THANK YOU FOR THE HCS THESE ARE ADORABLE AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE RANDOM ADDITIONS. IM NOT SURE I KNOW WHO THIS IS FROM YET BUT HIIII OMG

#madi’s answers!!#madis hcs up in here #hazbin hotel tickle #lee!velvette #ler!velvette #lee!charlie #ler!charlie #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THESE HCS I LOVE THEM AWWW

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bratshaws · 1 year

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through the hourglass 179.brb x oc

a/n: finally its going to happen, the THING IVE BEEN STALLING TO WRITE IS COMING NEXT CHAPTER!! IM N ERVOUS BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ACTION SCENES BUT I'LL DO MY BEST!(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none

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“How did we miss this?’ Mav asks as he fumbles with the notes Rooster handed over to him, ‘How did we miss it? It’s right there.”

Rooster,with his hands propped on his hips, looked like he just ran a marathon even though he never left this exact spot,”Because,” and he pulls another map, pointing to the area…it was covered with trees, “It’s full of trees but they are short enough for us to fly in and hit them before they notice us.”

Rooster's voice held a mix of exhaustion and excitement as he explained, "The trees provide natural cover and camouflage, making it difficult to spot the opening from a distance. Our initial surveillance might not have captured it due to the dense foliage."

Mav studied the map intently, his brows furrowed. "But how did we miss this during the reconnaissance flights? We should have spotted it from the air."

Rooster nodded, acknowledging the valid concern. "You're right. It's possible that the dense foliage and the angle of approach during our reconnaissance flights obscured the opening. It might have been hidden from our view until we studied the maps in detail." he throws his hands up with a tired laugh, “Hidden in plain sight! And look here. This is the flight path we can take through the trees. It's narrow, but our aircrafts can maneuver through it. We'll need to be precise and fly low to avoid detection. Once we're through, we'll have a better chance of reaching our objective without alerting the enemy."

Mav's eyes lit up with realization as he traced the flight path with his finger. "This could give us the element of surprise. The enemy won't see us coming until it's too late."

Rooster nodded, a determined smile crossing his face. "Exactly. By utilizing this, we can bypass the their heavily guarded areas and catch them off guard. It's a risky move, but it's our best chance to succeed."

Mav looked at Rooster, almost beaming with pride. "I'm glad we discovered this. It changes everything."

“It does.”

“How did you figure this out?”

Rooster sighs out a laugh, then scratches his temple, “Would you believe that Beatrice helped?’ his uncle recoils in surprise, then furrows his brows with a confused smile, “Yeah,um…I remember something we talked about and it brought some ideas back.” he couldn’t explain to his uncle that it was Beatrice’s disembodied voice that helped him achieve this,right?

It’d be weird.

“...huh,well, it’s welcome nonetheless.” he quickly turned his focus to the map and grinned, “This is great news,Rooster. I meant it, great news.”

Rooster nodded, grateful for his uncle's support. "I'm glad you think so, Mav. It's definitely a breakthrough for our mission. Like I said, it’s a risk, but it’s much better than what we had."

His uncle patted him on the back, a proud smile on his face. "You've done well, Rooster. Be proud of your work."

Rooster's fatigue started to fade away, replaced by a renewed sense of purpose. He looked at the map, feeling a surge of determination. "I am proud. I really am…I…” he inhales then shakes his head, “This won’t be a secret for long. We need to gather the team and finalize our plans. We'll need to coordinate the flight path, assign roles, and prepare for any contingencies. There's still a lot of work ahead of us, but this discovery has given us a solid foundation to build upon."

His uncle nodded in agreement. "You're right, Rooster. Time is of the essence. When will you tell the others?”

“In a few minutes.” he mutters, “Luckily we’ll be able to do it today.” he leans over the desk and leans on his arms, the wood supporting his weight as he sighs again, feeling like a huge weight left his shoulders. This was great news, like Mav said, “This will give them no time to recover.”

“Seems likely.”

Rooster chews his lower lip, “...what if we do more?”

Maverick’s brow goes up, “More? What do you mean?”

Rooster straightens up, holding his index finger straight. "I mean, what if we use this discovery as a starting point? We know the enemy base is well-hidden and heavily guarded, but now that we have a way to bypass some of their defenses, what if we use that advantage to plan a series of coordinated strikes on different key locations?"

Mav's eyes widen with interest and he crosses his arms "You mean hit them from multiple angles simultaneously? Catch them off guard at different points of their perimeter?"

Rooster nods eagerly. "Exactly! If we divide our forces and coordinate our attacks strategically, we can create chaos and confusion within their ranks. It will make it harder for them to respond effectively, giving us a better chance of success."

Mav leans back in his chair, considering the idea. "It's risky, Rooster. Coordinating multiple strikes requires precise timing and communication. We can't afford any mistakes, or it could jeopardize the entire operation."

"I know it's a risk, Mav," Rooster replies earnestly, "But I think it’ll work, we've already overcome one major obstacle. I believe we can do this. And if we succeed, it could deal a significant blow to the enemy's operations and give us a real chance to turn the tide.”

Mav studies his nephew for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, rubbing his chin in thought. He knows Rooster's determination and strategic thinking have brought them this far, but the risks are undeniable. After a moment of contemplation, he finally speaks, "Alright, Rooster. I trust your judgment. If you believe this plan can work, then let's go for it. But make sure every member of the team understands the importance of their role and the need for flawless execution."

Rooster's face lights up with gratitude. "Thank you, Mav. I'll gather the team and brief them on the expanded plan." and he laughs quietly, “They’ll never see us, you know that,right?’

“With how you are suggesting, I agree, they won’t know where we come from.”

Rooster scratched his jaw, “I’m going to write some stuff down then call the guys…so, see you in a few?” his uncle grinned, tapping him on the shoulder fondly before turning on his heel to leave the office and so, leaving Rooster to his thoughts. He stared at the maps a few more times, irises moving quickly. His chest was warm with confidence, deep inside he knew it’d work, it would definitely work!

But now he had to make sure they were unaware by that opening, the last thing he needed was them figuring out the trees were short enough for them to fly in. And so Rooster quickly grabbed a pen and his trusty notepad, his mind racing with ideas. He started jotting down key points, marking the flight path through the trees, and noting the specific targets for each coordinated strike. He wanted to ensure that everything was well-planned and organized to minimize the chances of any mishaps.

As he scribbled down the details, Rooster's thoughts drifted back to Beatrice. He couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards her, even though she wasn’t physically present. Her voice in his head had provided the crucial insight that led to this breakthrough. He owed her a debt of gratitude, but he knew it was something he couldn't openly acknowledge or explain to anyone else.

God knows how much they already teased him.

He finished his notes within a few minutes, then stood up and walked out of the office. He was the leader, he repeated inside his brain, he had a responsibility to each and every one of them, he was going to make sure they all got back home safely, especially the new recruits.

“Sir!” Faraday’s voice snaps him out of his thoughts, the young pilot saluting him.

“Faraday,brief meeting in five minutes.” he says as he walks past the short young man, who immediately follows him with wide eyes, “We have a breakthrough.”

“Really?”

“Yes, but I want everyone in the debrief room.” he looks back at him with his brows low, “Which means no one can be late.” and he was sure Faraday knows who he was talking about, “Go on now.”

“Sir yes sir!” another sharp salute and the young recruit turned on his heel to get everyone else.

Rooster looked at each face, new and old, within the area as he stood in front of the spread map, “This is what we have,” he hovers his open hand at the newfound opening, “We can use it. We know they’ll be getting new supplies in a few days, and our goal is to disrupt their operations and weaken their defenses. We have an opportunity to strike at multiple key locations simultaneously, catching them off guard."

He paused for a moment, scanning the room to ensure everyone was paying attention. "But let me be clear, this plan comes with risks. We are coordinating multiple strikes. We need to trust each other.” he sends a shifty look to the new recruits, “ and work as a team to ensure the success of this operation."

The room fell silent, with only the sound of shifting feet and the occasional rustling of papers. Rooster's gaze settled on each individual, his friends didn’t seem like they were worried, the new recruits however…not so much. "We've trained for this, we've prepared for this. Now is the time to put our skills to the test and show what we're capable of. Each one of you has a vital role to play in this mission, and I believe in each and every one of you."

“Gonna make us tear up Rooster.” Coyote teases from the corner, “Come on, don’t be so formal.”

Rooster laughs softly but doesn’t lose his intonation, gesturing to the young recruits, “You guys have anything to add? You’ve been all quiet.”

It was Raptor who spoke up hesitantly. "Well, sir, I...I guess we’re just a bit nervous. The stakes seem really high…”

“That’s true.”

“So, um…what if we…mess up?”

“You won’t.” and he wasn’t being rude or menacing, he said in such a way that showed how much he trusted them. “You wouldn’t be here otherwise. You all just need to work together in this and I mean it this time,” he narrowed his eyes as he explained, “There’s no lone wolves in my team, the mission will only go south if someone tries something stupid on their own.”

“It's normal to feel nervous. But you are here because you have the skills and the determination to be part of this mission," Rooster said, looking directly at Raptor and then shifting his gaze to include all the new recruits. “Believe that.”

He saw his friends looking surprised and amused, throwing thumbs ups and silently whistling at him, which he promptly ignored because they had to make that funny,didn’t they? “Anyway…mistakes can happen, that's the reality of any mission. But we are a team, and we watch out for each other.”

"But sir," another recruit, Falcon, chimed in, "what if things don't go as planned? What if the enemy figures out our strategy and tries to counter it?"

Rooster smiled,albeit strained, appreciating Falcon's critical thinking. "That's a valid concern, Falcon. As with any mission, we have to be prepared for the unexpected. If something doesn't go as planned, we'll adjust, improvise, and overcome." he didn’t see it, because Maverick was behind him when he said it, but his uncle’s eyes shone with pride and he smiled.

Coyote, who had been silent until now, chimed in with a grin. "Yeah, we always have a backup plan for the backup plan."

“Agreed,” Phoenix adds, “And it’ll be okay, guys, you are all with us.” she smiles at the nervous recruits, “It’ll work.”

Rooster nodded at his friends in thanks, then cleared his throat, “Anyway, we’ll move in three days, until then I want everyone well rested and ready to move within my call. Dismissed.” there’s a scraping of chairs and boots hitting the floor while Rooster tidies everything up, looking back at the map with his jaw clenched and fists by his sides. Everyone left, now he was only left with Maverick.

His uncle stands next to him, looking at the map just like he was, “...that wasn’t bad.”

“I know, it was pretty good.”

“They all looked at you.” his uncle whisper, and somehow that sentence alone meant more than Rooster could imagine, “They never looked away from you, not even for a second.”

Rooster glanced at his uncle, eyes meeting briefly before he looked away. Honestly he knew they were looking but he couldn’t say they were all paying attention.

"Thanks, Mav," Rooster replied, his voice quiet. "It means a lot coming from you."

Maverick placed a hand on Rooster's shoulder, offering a supportive squeeze. "Don’t go soft on me,kid." that makes both of them laugh, “I know you are good, you don’t need my opinion on anything.”

“It’s still welcome nonetheless.”

“Ah, you know,” Maverick shrugs, “I used to be a pain in the ass with such things.”

“Ah, yeah, used to.” his godfather only sent him an amused glare, “I’ll agree with that for now…I’ll clean everything up but I’m confident that everything will work.” he says softly, “I really am.”

And it was all thanks to Beatrice.

“Bea!”

“Yeah?”

“I need,” Shells pulls out a slip of papers, “Two beers, one water and an orange juice,” she furrows her brows, ‘We still have that?’

Beatrice laughs, filling the two glasses immediately and handing it to her so she could put it on the tray, “The acid orange juice? Yeah, people love it for some reason.” she thanks Jessie when the girl hands over the water bottle, “It’s in the back though,I’m going to get it. Wait here.”

“It’s not like I have a recital to go to.” Shells teases, leaning over the counter on her elbows, “I’ll wait for you,don’t worry.”

Bea turns around to go to the fridge, skimming every shelf until she saw the bright, almost nuclear orange bottle on the lower left corner. She hums happily before plucking it between her index and middle finger, shutting the door with her hip and adjusting the shirt on her body. It was one of her old, oversized shirts that she only wore on the first months of the bar, it was funny how it was a strange throwback from when she started there.

As she goes back to Shells, she notices Penny is talking to one of those guys from before, the suits from the other bar. She sees that Shells and Jessie are staring as well, and doesn’t move when she sets the juice on the tray, “What are they doing here?”

“I don’t know.” Shells mutters, “But auntie is mad.” Penny would never cause a scene at her bar, hence why they were talking outside of it. Penny would also never raise her voice when it comes to that, but the look on her face could easily murder someone.

“Will she be okay?” Jessie asks as she looks over, earning gentle laughing from both women. She blinks in confusion, ‘What?’

“Jessie,” Beatrice begins softly, “Penny is going to be fine. Don’t worry.”

“Yeah, those suits should be worried though.” Shells smirks, gesturing to her own face, “My aunt has the ‘i’m the manager’ look on her face.”

“Oh that’s bad.”

“It’s hilarious.” Shells smirks, “Watch, she’s going to come back inside and we’ll all laugh about it.”

As they continued observing from behind the counter, Penny eventually ended her conversation with the suited individuals and made her way back inside the bar. The tension on her face had eased slightly, but only so she could walk in and call now attention.

Penny walked with purpose, her steps measured and confident. She reached the counter where Beatrice, Shells, and Jessie were waiting, and as predicted, a mischievous grin spread across Shells' face.

"Here she comes," Shells whispered, barely able to contain her amusement.

Penny approached the counter, her gaze meeting theirs. She leaned on the counter, folding her arms, and raised an eyebrow at the trio. There was a moment of silence as anticipation filled the air.

Then, unexpectedly, Penny burst into laughter. It started as a chuckle that quickly escalated into full-blown amusement. Beatrice, Shells, and Jessie couldn't help but join in, the tension dissipating into a shared moment of relief.

"Oh, you should have seen their faces," Penny said between bouts of laughter, wiping away tears of mirth. "I had them scrambling for excuses and apologies. They won't be causing any trouble around here anytime soon."

Shells leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "So, what did they want, Auntie?"

Penny's laughter subsided, and she sighed, her amusement fading into a more serious expression. "They were from the rival bar, trying to snoop around, gather information, you know. But I made it clear that we won't be intimidated. We've built something special here, and we won't let anyone disrupt that." she frowns, “But…”

“But?’ comes the three women’s voices joining in one question.

“They seemed annoyed by everything I said, which is funny,” her eyes travel back to the outside, where the men were marching back to their car, “...nothing, just,thinking about something silly. We don’t have time for that,” Penny grins, looking at Beatrice, “It’s your last night here, we need to make it a celebration since you’ll be gone for a few months.”

“Oh, Penny,” Beatrice immediately blushes, holding her hands, “You don’t have to, really. I don’t want some weird party because of my pregnancy, please.”

Penny smiled warmly at Beatrice, her eyes filled with genuine affection. "Bea, you're family to us. We want to celebrate this special time in your life. It's not just about the pregnancy; it's about you and the incredible person you are. We want to show our love and support."

Shells nodded enthusiastically, her mischievous grin returning. "Yeah, Bea, we've got to send you off in style! A memorable night before you embark on this exciting journey of motherhood." she pauses, “...again!”

Jessie joined in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yeah, you are amazing Bea! I’d never…be here if not for you!"

Beatrice looked at each of them, their faces radiating joy and genuine care. She couldn't help but feel touched by their words and the love they had for her.

"Oh,okay," Beatrice relented, a small smile forming on her lips. "If you all insist, just…nothing too out of the ordinary, the last thing we need is people asking why I’m leaving again, you know?” she wipes the bar top out of nervousness,”And as long I can stay behind the counter-”

“You are.” Penny says, much like a mother does to her daughter, “You aren’t leaving there are you crazy???”

Beatrice chuckled at Penny's motherly tone, appreciating her concern. "Okay, okay, I won't leave the counter. I never planned to." She reached out and squeezed Penny's hand gently. "Thank you, Penny. Thank you all for being so wonderful and supportive. I couldn't ask for better friends."

Penny smiled, her eyes brimming with warmth. "You're welcome, Bea. We're here for you, always. Now, if I may have everyone’s attention!” the patrons all looked over and Bea squeaked out in surprise, “Tonight, is very special, as you all know Beatrice is going on maternity leave and tonight is her last night…and such,we are here to celebrate Bea…and well,” she turns over to the brunette, “How do you think we should do that?”

“Oh…um…” Beatrice knew everyone’s eyes were on her and she wrung her hand, she wasn’t mad about it per se since she knew these people, but it was still a bit…overwhelming? “Maybe…free…drinks?” the cheers that erupted the second she whispered that almost deafened her, but all she could do was laugh, “For the rest of my shift that is!”

The bar erupted in cheers and applause, the patrons thrilled by Beatrice's suggestion. Penny raised her hand, trying to quiet down the excited crowd. "Alright, alright, settle down, everyone! Free drinks for the rest of Bea's shift it is!" she announced and the crowd cheered once more, their excitement palpable. Penny turned to Beatrice, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Looks like you've just become the most popular bartender in town, Bea!"

Beatrice blushed but couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm of the crowd. She felt a mix of nerves and excitement, realizing that her last night before maternity leave was going to be quite memorable.

Penny leaned closer to Beatrice, her voice filled with playfulness. "You better get ready, Bea. It's going to be a busy night. But don't worry, we're here to help and support you. Just remember, no excessive dancing behind the bar!"

Beatrice laughed and nodded, feeling a surge of gratitude for her friends and their unwavering support. "No excessive dancing, got it. Thank you, Penny, for everything."

Penny winked. "Anytime, honey

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televisionbodiez · 8 months

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hey <3 i also love monty the biggest amounts and i think you should share your awesome thoughts about him (and his awesome friendship to gregory) with me and the world okay??

pls pls pls begging-

SORRY IT TOOK ME A SEC TO GET TO THIS BECAUSE IVE BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL LATELY (°ロ°) !!!

BUT OMG HAI HAI ⭐️ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING ME THIS I ABSOLUTELY LOVE MONTY!!!!!!! I HAVE SO MUCH TO SHARE!! JUST A LOT OF HEADCANONS N STUFF ^^

IM STARTING WITH ANGST.. IJUST THINK ABOUT MONTY ANGST SOOOO MUCH

- The quote "im not a violent dog, I don't know why I bite" reminds me of Monty SO MUCH. He is so prone to anger but he hates that side of himself. He can't control it. And being self aware of his anger just makes him feel even worse. He wishes that he could he softer and nicer, he just hates how he is so much. Monty feels stuck and is always longing for a more peaceful existence.

OKAY MOVING PAST THE ANGST!!!

- As a way for him to cope with his anger better, Fazbear Entertainment started to require that he goes to the daycare and hangs out with Sun. Think of it as unofficial "anger management."

- Sun has experience with dealing with emotional kids so it is genuinely good for Monty !!! He gets to participate in arts and crafts and the kids there are excited over him !!!!

- it's funny to think about him looking so oversized when sitting at the arts and crafts tables surrounded by all of the kids

- Initially, Monty REALLY REALLY HATED GOING THERE. AND WAS REALLY MEAN TOWARDS SUN, but Sun still remained nice and friendly because he was eager to befriend Monty nonetheless

- AND THEY DID END UP AS FRIENDS!! In their own time, Sun had opened up to Monty about how he deals with difficult emotions as well. Monty hearing someone else endure something similar to his struggles was eye opening

- Roxy and Monty are so siblings/bffs, they absolutely gossip with eachother and Monty let's Roxy practice makeup on him

- I THINK MONTY AND CHICA WOULD BE SUCH CUTE BFFS.

- Monty's "rivalry" with Freddy is one sided and VERY unserious, Freddy is so friendly with him and Monty gets all grumpy (but he does like Freddy, he just doesn't want to admit it. He's his self proclaimed "enemy")

- HIS TAIL WAGS WHEN HES EXCITED.

- I have a headcanon that depending on the animatronic, they're programmed to work better with a certain age group and Monty is more targeted towards older kids and teens

- Monty loves cute things but he really wants to keep up his cool Rockstar persona SO HE HIDES HIS LIKING TOWARDS CUTE STUFF.... but the rest of the glamrocks can see how obvious it is when kids give him gifts and his tail starts wagging over recieving a Hello Kitty plushie or something

- so he isn't the best at dealing with little kids and gets awkward at times

- BUT YOUNGER KIDS SEEM TO LIKE HIM SO MUCH. he reminds them of a dinosaur AND KIDS LOVE DINOSAURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- even if he's all awkward with the younger kids it's okay, the kids find it funny and he gets more familiar with dealing with them as time goes on

MONTY N GREGORY TIME!!!

- With him and Gregory, both of them would end up being so mischievous at the expense of the other glamrocks,, they would absolutely pull really stupid pranks and test out stupid things

- Monty is like the fun uncle who encourages Gregory's recklessness WHICH IS A NIGHTMARE DUO FOR FREDDY WHO GETS SO CONCERNED ABOUT GREGORYS SAFETY

- but tbh I think Monty and Gregory are less like an uncle and nephew and more like an older brother an younger brother

- like they tease eachother and will argue over dumb things😭

- thinking about Monty and Gregory getting temporarily banned from the daycare because Monty was trying to throw Gregory into the ballpit from as high as possible

#I ENDED UP TYPING SO MUCH HELP #ignore any mistakes this is all incoherent rambling #i love monty hes a goober #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #security breach #help wanted 2 #fnaf ruin #montgomery gator #monty fnaf #sundrop #sun fnaf #daycare attendant #glamrock freddy #roxanne wolf #roxy fnaf #glamrock chica #gregory fnaf

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uyuforu · 4 months

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hello, i hope you're well!

for the game, here's my juno persona chart:

i'll do a tarot exchange for you;

• how will you and your future spouse meet?

cards: the magician, page of swords, nine of cups

-i feel like you have dreamt about your future spouse already, you two even before you met each other in the flesh, are already connected spiritually. i feel that you may have manifested this person to be your spouse, there's definitely a theme of the wish fulfilled here. i get the impression you guys may meet online, not exactly on a dating app, something like instagram. it's highly possible, they could reach out to you first, but not with the intention of a long term relationship first, they could just be testing the waters. you two would most likely first start out texting each other online then would make plans of meeting up later. lastly, for the actual meeting, the 9 of cups tells me you would meet them in a crowded place, full of energy, possibly a restaurant, there's definitely going to be food involved!

• what will be your future spouse's first impression of you?

cards: queen of swords, the high hierophant, seven of pentacles

-they will view you as aloof, but charming nonetheless, i feel like you may have libra placements, air energy for you seems prominent. they see you as a traditionalist, it's highly possible something about you is striking enough to make them see you are a bit different from the other partners they have been with previously; maybe they like dating casually but you believe in the idea of dating for marriage. deviating from tarot, but your energy seems graceful and i feel that you have a soft voice so they could just find your overall demeanor very graceful. they will see you as someone who has their affairs in order; feet strongly placed on the ground and a good head on the shoulders vibe. to them, your energy would seem a bit untouchable almost.

i hope this resonated for you! excited to see what you would tell me about my future spouse. <3

Thank you for participating to the game ^^. I am shocked about how accurate tour reading is! To the detail!! Exactly what happened, exactly how we met, the full process is here. Mind blowing! You really have a gift because this is truly amazing. And, yeah, how they felt about me seem quite very accurate too! My FS seem to really like Venusian people and I am libra rising, so it makes sense. Im still shocked!! Anyway, I hope you will like your reading too!!

Your Exchange Reading

✿ FS could look super proud but very good looking too.

✿ FS and you could meet somewhere popular, somewhere warm, during summer, you could also meet somewhere people have fun, where people take pictures. It could be at a moment you feel more confident, you take more pictures, you want to be seen. You could get a major glow up too. It could also be gaining popularity or even fame.

✿ FS could not speak much about what they feel yet could joke around about their feelings to avoid being emotional. FS could also be quite dramatic and emotional too.

✿ FS could have Leo/ 5H/ Aquarius/ 11H/ Virgo/ 6H/ Pisces/ 12H/ Libra/ 7H/ Cancer/ 4H placements.

✿ FS' Moon could be in a Fire or a Water sign/ house.

✿ FS could not have many friends, they take their times before considering someone their friends. Yet, their friends are people they know since childhood probably and it's been a veryyyy long friendship.

✿ FS could have quite some money, could to be honest have a lot. They could have a beautiful house too. Abundance is in their life.

✿ FS could have moved abroad, or studied abroad.

✿ FS and you could also meet at night, somewhere quite alone, without too many people. You could feel a certain attraction to each other, it could also be quite s3xual or just very passionate. You could flirt a lot, just talk the two of you, somewhere private. You could meet at a party for example and find yourself alone, and they come to talk to you. They could also watch you before coming to speak to you.

✿ FS could be quite popular. Mostly around female figures.

✿ FS could have dated quite some people, they can have moved to some relationships to be honest. So if you meet them and they dated several people, I wouldn't be shocked. I mean by that that you will not be their 1st partner. They def dated quite a number of people.

✿ Can be a bit of a player tbh. They can also love rizzing, or flirting. They are good at it!

✿ FS could be serious about their life, like to have a certain balanced routine and they work hard to achieve a certain perfection about themselves.

✿ FS could be quite healthy and be lucky with their health too!

✿ FS could have some family problems and could have had fights with some people, perhaps father or siblings.

✿ FS could be quite artistic and could be working in an artistic field.

I hope you liked your reading!

#uyuans

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kozykricket · 2 months

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honestly i think in my time playing calamity mod with a friend, ive realized.... it actually kinda is possible for me to struggle with building-burnout in terraria, similar to the state that im eternally in in minecraft! probably just because ive been playing so much...

i will say, on an average playthrough, terraria is very nice because it lets you take a break from doing your own fun stuff and... do something mandatory :P and like. the many things that terraria is... all fit together very well. thats what it does best. if a game keeps you doing the same thing forever more or less, then playing it for long periods is gonna get boring. but terraria? you're not doing just the same thing more and more. you're doing the same like. 3 things. building/mining, exploring, bossfighting and they all tie in well with progression! but yeah its totally possible to burn out of even terraria for the day if you try hard enough. much harder to do so than it is for me to burn out of minecraft though maybe a better way to put it would be... when you get burned out of one aspect, you can just switch to another. like yeah, im bored of building right now in terraria. cant seem to get things to really work. so instead ill do some progression and building farms! and if i get a lil bored of the constant progression? i can build for funsies!

its like how uhh that one game reviewer guy described persona 5 as amazing despite him hating visual novels, dungeon crawling, and JRPGs. he'd get bored of one and the game would make him do the other, which he'd get bored of and then be excited for the other, and so on.

though of course theres also the aspect of building for fun that is... trying to build stuff im not very good at making look nice, which definitely kicks me out of the desire to build. like ngl underground bases in terraria i kinda suck at. its demotivating when something doesnt look like how you imagined it. and i feel like thats just prone to happening more in a 3D space? in minecraft?

i dunno. rambles. im doing well nonetheless, this isnt a woe is me vent or anything

#jake post

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starjxsung · 2 months

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hai star, how are you?

ughh! i’m so so sorry your sister had to go through that :((( it really is so frustrating. i also haven’t been able to fully enjoy my vacation (or anticipating lolla peacefully either) bc even if i didn’t fully work things out, i was still stressing. i’m just frustrated bc nobody organized this well. i have a lil fault bc i could’ve reached out earlier but my professors or the program coordinators or whatever could’ve reached out to the supervisors and gathered all the info before just saying i was assigned to the center. they said there’d be other people but they didn’t tell me i was competing (they probs didn’t even know cuz they didn’t even communicate with the supervisors). idk, it’s a super red flag imo from all parts. i hope things do work out in the end. at least my professor said that if we can’t talk it out she’ll find me a new center (bc like i wanna leave so badly but i want my master’s bc if not all this suffering would have been for nothing🥲).

nonetheless, im so so so glad your sister’s internship came through but they handled it sooooo terribly. i feel for her so much. idk why people (especially if they take internships/practicums like wtf) don’t organize their shit!! but whatever, we ball. but it’s been so crazy lately. grad school has been too intense, where can i apply to place lip balm upon the lips of lee know? pls lmk

the move has been kinda stressy bc it’s been raining so badly here and we haven’t been able to clean the outside of the apartment 🥲 but we ballin too.

in terrible news, as we talk about lack of competence, tw: pet loss. as i was writing this message my bf said that the vet told him today that his senior family dog who was in surgery and had a leg amputation due to cancer had to be revived and was at the verge of death. which is so so so sad in itself. as a person that loves my animals more than anything, i would’ve taken the decision to put her down before the surgery but to each their own. but what really pisses me off is that the vet didn’t even do (or offer, in fact) to get her bloodwork done, knowing that she was high risk due to her age, condition and weight. the vet didn’t even do checked if she could survive before scheduling the surgery. and my bf’s parents were very naive and didn’t question it. and man, hate people that have lives in their hands and only care about money. this poor baby is still suffering there as of right now and it absolutely breaks my heart.

on a brighter note, my bf and i have a vinyl collection and i just ordered ateez’s the world ep.fin:will a few days ago. i’m really excited to get it. i’ve never seen a kpop vinyl irl and im really really interested in how it’ll look.

that is my life update of the day. i love you sm. thanks for giving me space to vent and im so sorry for always venting here </333 i hope you’re having a good time nonetheless, you genuinely deserve all that is good in life <3

(this is me btw)

-🐈‍⬛

THI WOOYOUNG PIC CRYINGGGGG why is he so cutie…….. 😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔

I’m still just so frustrated that you have to be dealing with this :( and even if you feel like you should have reached out earlier, I feel like it was still on THEM to communicate that to you. Like how are you just supposed to magically know what to do considering it’s your FIRST TIME doing this…. it doesn’t add up !!!! it’s almost like radio silence leads to miscommunication and misdirection 🤔 hmmmm

anyways. let me know how it all comes along and I’m rooting sooo hard for you in the meanwhile 🙂‍↕️🫶 you got this bby you’re SO smart and capable and I know you’ll get there !

Oh my god :( I am so so so sorry to hear about your bf’s senior family dog :( it is so VILE that they wouldn’t communicate the risks or offer to get bloodwork done first. Of COURSE all they would care about is rushing a pet into surgery as fast as possible for a big check :( how’s she doing now? Was she sent home? And does she seem to be having any adverse effects from being revived? I am so so so sorry again bby that is so unfortunate and my heart breaks at the idea of a dog going through that much suffering 💔💔 me & momo are sending all our love & prayers your way, I hope she’s able to recover okay and have some more years ahead of her still :(

ON that brighter note, let me know how the vinyl looks !! That is so exciting! I own RM’s Indigo and BTS Love Yourself on vinyl and I’d love to buy more, but my record player broke (it’s just a cheap ass crosley soooo… no surprise lmao) but when I get another one I definitely want to get a few more good ones! My sister’s always dreamed of having Key’s Bad Love on vinyl so I’ll probably snag that for her. And then some Ateez and probably Shinee 🤲 I feel like onew vinyl probably sounds so heavenly frfr

I love you so so much bby and I promise to send all the San & Yeosang pics when I get them this week !! Sending you all my love, hang in there 🫶💖 I love you so so much 🫶💓💖💘❤️🩷 (hello kitty Wooyoung and Hongjoong sooo real)

#🐈‍⬛ anon #ask

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carcinized · 3 years

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save the sentimentality for after you release the actual album, tobin

#yelling at myself internally. im NOT ALLOWED TO GET EMOTIONAL YET #tobin talks #ok. ill be a little emotinoal in the tags here. but JUST FOR A HOT SECOND OK #i really. i really wrote an album huh #and then i made a band name and a (admittedly not perfect but pretty nonetheless) album cover #and im gonna record it (on an iphone 7 with apple earbuds for a mic) and possibly do a little bit of editting on garage band or smth #and its scuffed but damn i WROTE AN ALBUM #its very hard to not compare myself to successful artists i like with like... they can record professionally. they can have good album art #they can put their music on SPOTIFY #then i remember i am 15 years old. im doing pretty good for a 15 year old writing music #still cant wait to hopefully do more professional stuff next though DHJDSJDS polaris is like... not a rough draft #but it's definitely not going to be my best. it's gonna be scuffed you guys LMFAOO #but i'm excited for some future non-scuffed things. it'll be cool. i cant wait #OKAY SENTIMENTALITY OVER NOW. also quick note pls dont mention my age bc i did say it but like.. yeah im 15. dont ment again <3

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lveclouds · 2 years

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↬ pairing/characters: prince hoseok x princess reader x prince yoongi, other members will be mentioned/make appearances

↬ genre/aus: heavy angst, sad/bittersweet ending (yeah im so sorry), unrequited love (yeah this one’s going to hurt), there’s like zero fluff in this, royal au, slight arranged marriage au (sort of), childhood friends au

↬ summary: in which hoseok watches as the love of his life gets swept off their feet by his former best friend.

↬ rating(s): m, 18+ (see warnings)

↬ tw: heavy swearing, sad ending, unrequited love, heartbreak, heavy alcohol consumption/intoxication (hoseok gets a bit drunk in this fic, but it’s briefly mentioned), mentions of someone being drunk (brief) hoseok deserves a huge hug in this fic, confrontation (hoseok and yoongi talk things out), mentions of a falling out, mentions of a deceased family member (brief, due to sickness)

↬ wc: 5.5k

↬ note: this fic is part of the one direction x bts collab, hosted by @sunshinejunghoseokie <3 the idea for this collab came about whike we were talking in a little discord chat we have with @joonlery <3 as a former one direction stan, i am so excited to write a fic based off their songs <3 as always, shoutout to cam and honour for always being the sweetest ppl ever and for all the love + support i adore y’all so much:(((( + this fic is based off the song ‘moments’ by one direction, which is still one of my favorite songs of theirs to this day <3 also shoutout to cam for reading through this and helping me with warnings <3

the bright sun shone in through the massive windows of the castle, casting golden beams of light across the stone floors. hoseok could hear the faint chirping birds as they flew over the rafters, and allowed himself a small smile. he always loved the mornings, those quiet moments before the rest of the world woke, bathing in the tranquility and stillness.

the rest of the castle was still asleep, leaving hoseok to his own devices for a few hours, which he always took full advantage of. while having a warm breakfast prepared each morning was a perk, hoseok always felt a little guilty that his servants felt as if they had to attend to him at all times.

thus, hoseok tried to make sure to rise as early as he could to dress and possibly sneak down to the castle kitchen to see if there were any leftover cookies or pastries from the previous day’s breakfast. after grabbing a pastry or two, hoseok headed towards the royal gardens, where he loved to spend most of his time daydreaming and abandoning his royal duties, for they were awfully boring.

the early morning air was cool and crisp, and a gentle breeze washed over hoseok as he strolled through the garden, admiring the colorful flowers and foliage that decorated the space. each plant and flower was well-tended to, and the royal gardener, namjoon, saw to that.

hoseok let out a content sigh, settling onto a stone bench that he’d put there ages ago, wanting to be surrounded by the sweet smell of roses and the refreshing scent of pine. he let his mind wander, briefly forgetting about the responsibilities that he’d have to attend to later in the day, humming softly to himself.

being the sole heir to a well-established kingdom is something that could scare the wits out of anyone, for the idea of leading an entire nation made hoseok’s stomach curl with dread. nonetheless, in the end, it didn’t matter if hoseok had no desire to rule, it was his duty to carry out, being the only son of two of the most powerful monarchs in the land of esmeralda.

though, hoseok supposed, the pressure of being a good king was bearable, at least, with you in his life. he’d met you, the princess of genovia, when he was just the tender of age of eight, and you’d just turned ten, at yet another party that his parents had forced him to attend.

hoseok couldn’t remember who the celebration had been for, only that the royal garb that his mother had insisted he wear was itchy and uncomfortable, and he’d wanted to do nothing more than to run back to his bedchambers and change into his comfiest nightclothes. your family had also been invited to the grand celebration, being one of the most prominent royal families.

hoseok had sat by his mother all night, fidgeting ever so slightly in his chair, trying to keep a neutral expression on his face. she must’ve noticed that he was getting a bit restless, for when the nobles she’d been talking to turned away for a moment, she leaned down and whispered to him to go and play somewhere.

immediately, hoseok had ran as fast as his small legs could take him, far away from the ballroom full of obnoxious laughter and the dizzying scent of alcohol, to the garden, where he was alone with the flowers and the tall trees.

the night air was cool and crisp, and it’d rained earlier in the evening, so the faint smell of petrichor still lingered. hoseok had just settled onto the stone bench in the center of the garden when he heard a faint rustling a few feet away. he turned his head to see a girl possibly two years older than him, clutching nervously at her skirts, the dainty silver necklace dangling at her throat glowing softly in the pale moonlight.

“h-hello, i’m hoseok, what’s your name?” he’d said, keeping his voice as polite and friendly as possible, as not to scare the girl off. she hesitated, then mumbled in a soft, quiet voice, “i’m y/n.” hoseok had smiled for the first time that evening, and asked if you wanted to sit beside him and watch the stars. from then, an unlikely friendship had formed between you, and hoseok treasured every moment.

of course, his parents were delighted that their son had made a friend out of the princess of a powerful kingdom, and made a point of inviting you over constantly and showering you in gifts. you accepted all of them graciously, but then hoseok would helped you sneak out of the castle to give to the poor people in the nearby village.

hoseok admired how brave and courageous and selfless you were, insisting that while the gifts from his parents were appreciated, you had no use for them, and that it was better if they went to people that would make good use of the gifts. for the first time, he’d met someone who went against the norms of being a royal, and used your power for the greater good and to benefit others.

his relationship with you was nothing more than a close friendship, that is, until hoseok found himself falling in love. often times, he’d find himself staring at the soft curve of your mouth, and the way your lashes brushed against your brow bone every time you blinked. hoseok felt his pulse quicken at your charming and gentle smiles, and the tender look in your dark eyes when you saw a child light up when you’d hand them a picnic basket laden with homemade food.

people in the village adored you, amazed that someone of a such a position in the kingdom could be so humble and kind as to spend most of their time with the poor instead of nobles. you’d told hoseok as such one night, under the soft glow of the moon, resting your head against his shoulder.

the action was nothing new, as hoseok had grown accustomed to it over the course of your friendship, but it still made his heartbeat quicken all the same. “i know you must think i’m silly for wanting to give everything i have to those people, but it’s something i’ve always wanted to do. we’re royals, and i understand that we have a certain reputation to uphold, but must we ignore the needs of those who are crying out for help? they too deserve to be happy.”

it was right then and there that hoseok knew that he was in love with you. he loved how passionate you were about helping others, even if others might scorn you for it. you’d never cared about what others thought of you, especially the countless nobles that whispered about you, calling you ridiculous and strange.

“don’t mind them, hoseok, they’re only jealous that they can’t bring themselves to help others. the selfish bastards that they are.” word of your kind and generous nature did not go unheard by neighboring kingdoms, and thus began the countless visits from suitors.

hoseok hated seeing the gifts of jewelry and dresses and gold from the pompous princes that visited your castle, in hopes of courting you. it was absolute torture to simply watch as countless princes vyed for your hand, taking your hand in theirs and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

however, you seemed not the least bit interested, for you threw out or donated all the gifts your suitors gave you, much to your parents’ dismay, insisting that you “had no use for such frivolous things”, and that all the suitors were obnoxious and self-centered. hoseok couldn’t help but feel relieved that you weren’t the least bit deterred by the countless advances.

hoseok also struggled to decide if he should confess to you, not wanting to ruin the close bond that you had. then, when he’d finally mustered the courage to do so, his world came crashing down around him. it’d been a sunny day, of all things, and hoseok was making his daily visit to your kingdom, which was not too far from his own.

he was with you in the palace gardens, listening to you rant about the latest suitor you’d driven off, who, apparently, was insistent that he had a strong alcohol tolerance, and was determined to show off. and, in the middle of the lunch that the kitchen staff had prepared, he proceeded to drink at least three cups of wine before promptly passing out.

“it was embarrassing, i mean, if he just wanted to get drunk off his ass, he could’ve just gone to the local tavern.” you were saying, gesturing exuberantly with your hands. “honestly, you should’ve seen him, he looked like an absolute fool, stumbling over himself.”

hoseok had felt the corner of his mouth curve into an amused smile. “wish i could’ve been there then. a-also, i-i have something to confess to you.” a look of concern immediately flashed across your face. “of course, anything. you’re my dearest friend, hoseok.” friend. the word felt like a punch to the gut.

and, as hoseok was about to confess, your parents came rushing in, your mother practically beaming from ear to ear. “mother? what’s going on? why do you look so pleased?” “we just received word from the min kingdom. they’ve agreed that a union between our two kingdoms would be best to maintain peaceful relations.”

“what sort of relations?” “marriage, of course.” your mother had declared, and hoseok’s heart felt as if it were going to shatter into a million fragments. “your mother is right, this alliance is one that cannot be overlooked. besides, i’ve heard that the prince of the min kingdom is quite the charmer.” your father had said, with a pleased smile on his face. the look of defiance on your face did little to deter them from dragging you to the throne room hours later, where the mins were waiting.

hoseok could only give you a sympathetic smile as you moved to stand next to your parents, mouth twisted in a deep scowl. then, the mins came forward, bowing their heads. their son looked to be his age, with wavy dark hair that fell over sharp cheekbones, and hoseok couldn’t quite make out his face at first.

then, when the son lifted his head, a pale, thin hand brushing away a stray strand of hair that’d fallen across his forehead, hoseok immediately froze, feeling his heart drop into his stomach. it was min yoongi, the very person he once regarded as a dear friend.

they’d had a brutal falling out years ago, and hoseok hadn’t spoken to him since, and if he was being honest, didn’t exactly remember what had happened. yoongi was still as pale as ever, but his shoulders seemed broader than before, and his hair was longer, and more wavy.

his eyes were as still dark and unreadable as hoseok remembered, and the expression on his face gave nothing away. hoseok winced and shifted his gaze towards the front of the throne room, where you were sitting with your parents. the scowl on your face seemed to have disappeared, now replaced with a look of awe, as if you were mezmerized by yoongi.

hoseok had blinked back tears, refusing to let anyone, especially yoongi, see him cry. “your majesty, your highness, i’m honored that you are allowing me to court your daughter.” he said, bowing his head slightly, and to his surprise, your mother waved off his formalities with a dismissive hand.

“no need to be so formal, yoongi, after all, you’re marrying into our family.” your mother had said, dark eyes twinkling, and the aforementioned male’s pale cheeks flushed pink. “as you wish.” “now, why don’t you and y/n get acquainted?” yoongi’s mother suggested, cerulean eyes bright with joy. “that’s a wonderful idea!”

hoseok had felt his vision blur and his face grow hot, and fresh tears slid down his cheeks as you stepped down from your throne, offering your hand to yoongi, who gently took it in his and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it.

he’d seen this exact gesture so many times, from many suitors, but this time, you didn’t curl your lip in disgust or roll your eyes like you normally did. hoseok saw a faint blush settle across your cheekbones as you looped your arm through yoongi’s, allowing him to guide you out of the throne room.

hoseok had had enough. unable to bear the anguish any longer, he dashed out of the throne room, grateful that he’d thought to hide behind the tall columns that surrounded the space, so that no one could see him cry. he ran all the way to the garden, grateful that yoongi hadn’t thought of taking you there, and collapsed onto the soft grass, not caring his clothes got stained. hot tears streamed down his face, body wracking with soft sobs, and hoseok clutched at his heart, curling his fingers in the soft fabric of his jacket.

it hurt, everything hurt, and now hoseok knew that there was no way that you’d ever reciprocate his feelings. he’d started to laugh bitterly, tears spilling from his eyes, for he was a fool for ever thinking that you’d love him back, that you’d see him as more than just a dear friend.

a friend. that’s all i’ll ever be to you, nothing more. love? how pointless. hoseok had never known true heartbreak, true anguish, but if this was what it’d felt like to have his heart broken, he wished he’d never fallen for you in the first place.

falling for you was my first and last mistake. hoseok had cried his eyes out for what seemed like an eternity, and later, as he sat numbly in a carriage on his way back home, eyes puffy and red-rimmed, he vowed to never love again.

“penny for your thoughts?” a voice said, and hoseok snapped out of his mini trance to see namjoon standing a few feet away, tending to some newly bloomed roses. he shook his head. “it’s nothing, i just spaced out, started to think about some tragic events that happened years ago.” this caused the taller male to frown. “tragic events?” he echoed, eyebrows furrowing with confusion.

“it was a complicated matter, but it’s over now.” it’d been three years since you’d gotten married to yoongi, and hoseok still wrote to you every now and then, but rarely saw you anymore. then, understanding dawned over namjoon’s face, and his dark green eyes softened. “is this about y/n? were you thinking about her again?”

hoseok mentally winced, hating that namjoon could read him like a book. “i was, my mind was wandering, and i guess i started to think about her and the day her parents married her off to yoongi.” a bitter chuckle spilled from his lips. “i must seem quite pathetic to you right now.”

namjoon shook his head. “not at all. grieving over your first love is not a strange thing, it’s normal.” hoseok sighed, carding his fingers through his now silver hair, which he’d dyed on a whim months ago. “i’m not sure why i’m still hung up about her. i mean, shouldn’t i have moved on by now?”

namjoon’s dark green eyes flashed with sympathy as he gently removed the leather gloves he was wearing, stuffing them into the pocket of the loose pants he was wearing. he sat down next to hoseok on the stone bench, stretching his long legs out in front of him.

“it’s understandable, why you haven’t moved on from her.” namjoon began, and hoseok mentally braced himself for whatever the taller male was about to say. over the years, hoseok had struck up an unlikely friendship with namjoon, who was kind and clumsy and very wise, despite his young age, and he found himself going to the taller male for advice on occasion. hoseok even told him about how you had broken his heart and gotten bethrothed to yoongi, who was once one of the people he held dear.

“she’s your first love, isn’t she?” hoseok managed a small nod. “and since she’s your first love and broke your heart, that makes the unrequited love that much more painful. besides, it’s only been three years, hoseok. it takes time to heal. if it takes you four or five years, then that’s perfectly fine. heartbreak and grief affect everyone differently, and everyone deals with it in their own ways. i suppose what i’m trying to say is that it’s okay to let yourself cry and grieve over her, it’s okay to feel the way that you do.”

hoseok blinked back tears, and gave his friend a grateful smile. “thank you, joon, you’ve always been a good friend to me.” the latter waved away his thanks with a lazy hand. “no need to thank me, that’s what friends are for, no? we’re supposed to cry and lean on each other, it’s sort of an unspoken agreement.”

“wait, joon, before you go, can i tell you something?” a gentle smile tugged at the corners of namjoon’s lips. “of course, anything.” he said easily, and hoseok felt his heart swell with gratitude. he exhaled slowly, clearing this throat, and began to tell namjoon what had had happened between him and yoongi on the day of the royal wedding.

hoseok had been staring at his reflection in the mirror for what’d seemed like hours, dressing himself in a daze. today was the day that the love of his life was getting married. to his former best friend, of all things. he hadn’t seen you since the day yoongi had come to visit, being too preoccupied with wedding preparations.

hoseok’s eyes drifted towards the neat stack of papers on his desk, and felt his heart ache. he’d kept every single letter you’d written him over the months, gushing about how amazing yoongi was, and that you were thrilled to be bethrothed to him. you also told him how much you missed him, and that you hoped to see him at the official ceremony.

of course, when the invitation had arrived via the royal messenger, hoseok hadn’t hesitated to accept it. he’d told the messenger to tell you that he would be in attendance, no matter what. after weeks of crying his eyes out and sulking in his bedchambers, hoseok had decided that enough was enough. he needed to get his act together.

so, he threw himself into his royal duties, attending every meeting his father required him to without complaint, and oversaw the building of the new armory in the east wing of the castle himself, no matter if he was exhausted from his history lessons with seokjin, the royal tutor.

and all of that led him to this day, this moment, waking before the sun rose on the horizon, heart aching impossibly in his chest. he’d gotten dressed in a dazed state, not bothering to summon any servants for assistance. hoseok shook his head, snapping himself out of his mini trance.

there was no time to space out and wallow in his own self pity. hoseok was going to be late to his best friend’s wedding if he didn’t hurry downstairs. after making sure that his jacket wasn’t wrinkled and that not a strand of hair on his head was out of place, hoseok raced out of his room.

the wedding ceremony was grand, as hoseok had anticipated, and the castle was filled with nobility from all over genovea, light chatter and loud laughter filling the air. you were beautiful as always in a long, lace dress with flowers embossed in the soft white fabric. the dress fit you like a glove, and your long, dark hair had been styled to perfection, falling in waves down your back.

yoongi had been in traditional wedding garb, which consisted of a dark jacket and pants, which were all tailored to fit his lithe figure. hoseok had decided to sit next to taehyung, jungkook, and jimin, the only princes he was truly close with, having met them at countless banquets and balls.

they also knew about how he felt about you, having confessed to them when he’d had one too many glasses of wine, and had given him sympathetic looks as you’d leaned in to kiss yoongi after the priest had declared you husband and wife. hoseok had torn his eyes away, not wanting to see yoongi reciprocate the kiss.

hoseok had spent the majority of the wedding standing by the large table laden with pastries, tiny cakes, and a plethora of other dishes that he couldn’t quite recall what they were. he’d been quietly sipping his champagne flute, watching as you glided across the ballroom floor, laughing as you were twirled and dipped, the dainty silver earrings you were wearing twinkling faintly in the dim lights of the room.

you were so breathtakingly beautiful, it nearly hurt to look at you. hoseok’s heart ached impossibly at the twinkle in your eyes, and how your eyes crinkled at the corners as you laughed and talked with the wedding guests. and, as yoongi twirled and dipped you, his hand wrapping around your waist, hoseok quickly blinked back tears.

hoseok felt a bit pathetic, for crying over someone who’d never know how much they meant to him, but in the moment, he couldn’t help it. you were his first love and the one person who always treated him not as prince hoseok, sole heir to the kingdom of esmeralda, but as jung hoseok, who was sensitive and was a romantic at heart.

despite himself, hoseok couldn’t help but feel happy for you, happy that you’d gotten the fairy-tale like ending you’d always wanted. he allowed himself a small smile, taking a long sip of champagne, the liquid burning his throat. then, an all-too familiar figure sidled up next to him, and hoseok immediately felt his entire body tense.

“hoseok, it’s been a while.” yoongi said in lieu of greeting, a strand of dark hair falling across his forehead, which he hastily brushed away. “it has.” hoseok muttered, tapping his fingers lightly on the rim of his champagne glass. an uncomfortable silence settled between them, and hoseok wracked his mind for an excuse to slip away.

much to his dismay, yoongi broke the silence first, clearing his throat awkwardly. “how have you been?” “i’ve been better.” hoseok said tightly, hoping that the former would get the hint and leave him the fuck alone. unfortunately, yoongi did no such thing. “i know things ended quite badly between us back then, and i wanted to apologize.”

hoseok pursed his lips together tightly, forcing a smile on his face. “what’s there to say? you made it very clear all those years ago that you wanted absolutely nothing to do with me and that i could, er, what was it you said? rot in hell?” his tone was pleasant, but there was a hint of malice hidden underneath.

yoongi winced imperceptibly, a sign he was uncomfortable. good, hoseok thought bitterly. “i said some awful things back then, mostly out of anger. i guess i was pissed that you thought i’d gone and courted princess jiwoo without your knowledge.” hoseok tensed at the mention of his deceased older sister.

“don’t you fucking dare say her name. you have no fucking right.” hoseok hissed, unable to maintain his calm composure any longer. “i’m sorry, it just slipped out. i know i have no right to utter her name, for i was the one who broke her heart.” hoseok thought he saw red as he dropped the champagne glass he was holding, glass shattering on the floor, and lunged towards yoongi, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket.

“you absolute bastard.” hoseok growled, tightening his grip on yoongi’s jacket. he saw nothing but guilt in the latter’s eyes, and yet, somehow, that made him even angrier. “broke her heart? you didn’t just do that, oh no, you ruined her fucking life. she loved you more than anything, and you tossed her aside as if she were nothing more than a piece of paper.”

“you think i wanted to hurt like her i did? to act as if she meant nothing to me?” “you certainly acted like you did.” hoseok spat, not bothering to hide the malice in his voice. yoongi’s dark eyes flashed with regret. “it was the only way to keep her safe.” “what the hell are you talking about?”

“there was threats of a war, hoseok. bandits from another kingdom were invading and stealing from numerous villages. there were rumors that they were even stealing women and children, taking them from their loved ones. i didn’t think much of it at first, but when reports started to come in that the same thing was happening in the villages surrounding my family’s kingdom, i got scared that jiwoo would be a victim. so, i decided the only way was to cut ties with her. permanently.”

hoseok blanched, grip loosening on the dark haired male’s jacket a bit. “breaking her heart was for her protection? i fail to see how this is justifiable.” yoongi sighed, the sound more exhausted than anything. “because there was a price on her head, and those bandits knew that she was connected to another powerful royal family, there’d be hell to pay.”

hoseok’s mind was whirling, mostly with shock and confusion and many, many, questions. he let go of yoongi, who simply smoothed out the wrinkles in his jacket, expression schooling itself into neutrality. “i think i need some air.” hoseok mumbled, voice barely audible over the hubbub happening around them.

yoongi gave a brief nod. “ok, well, lucky for you, i know the perfect place.” hoseok decided to follow after him, for there was no way he was not getting answers for what he’d just been told.

outside, the air was cool and crisp and refreshing against hoseok’s skin, and he exhaled softly, breathing in the faint scent of flowers and evergreen.

they were in the courtyard, hoseok noticed, which was littered with colorful flowers and the grass was green and lush, almost silver in the glow of the pale moonlight. “there was a price on jiwoo’s head? why didn’t you tell me?” hoseok blurted, and yoongi’s shoulders slumped, as if in defeat. “because i knew you would probably do something reckless, like go after the bandits yourself.” “i-i just don’t understand. why would you keep this from me? why would you leave me in the dark? you know how important jiwoo was to me, she was my sister.”

his voice broke at the end, and hoseok could no longer hold back the choked sob that spilled from his lips, and yoongi only watched with sad, dark eyes. hoseok was certain he looked an absolute wreck, with eyes puffy and red-rimmed, and his usually neat black curls askew.

“i guess it’s just hard to wrap my head around, but i guess i’m glad to know that you were at least trying to protect my sister, in your own way.” a sad smile tugged at the corners of yoongi’s mouth.

“i suppose. i also really do regret hurting her and you like i did. i hope that we can maybe become friends again one day. that is, if you’re up for it.”hoseok smiled for the first time that night. “i’d like that.”

“i’m honestly speechless. that’s quite the story, hoseok.” namjoon breathed, a bit stunned, and hoseok let out a soft chuckle. “yes, it is, isn’t it?” “have you spoken to him since then?”

“a few times. we send other letters every once in a while. we’re not exactly at the level of closeness we were before, but we’re getting there.” namjoon grinned, dimples indenting in his cheeks.

“progress is progress, no matter how little is made.” for the first time in a while, hoseok had never felt so light, and his heart bloomed with happiness, swelling impossibly in his chest, and couldn’t help but return namjoon’s grin with one of his own.

hoseok had a come a long way since that fateful day, when he felt as if happiness was no longer possible for him, no without you in this life, that is. he supposed namjoon was to thank for forcing him to stop sulking in his chambers all the time and go outside to get fresh air.

there were also those rougher days where hoseok would have one too many glasses wine, in a futile attempt to forget about the utter anguish and pain he’d endured. luckily, namjoon was there to take care of him the morning after, when his head was throbbing with a dull ache and his mind felt fuzzy.

taehyung, jimin, and jungkook also made a point to stop by esmeralda every now and then, dragging hoseok to the festivals, which were always full of laughter and pure, unadulterated joy, the smell of sweet candies and other delicacies lingering in the air. then, there was seokjin, who, instead of tutoring him over the ancient history of esmeralda, as his job entailed, amused hoseok by telling him the worst jokes he’d ever heard but still managed to make him laugh anyway.

then, there were the letters. the letters that you and yoongi had written to him, and hoseok kept all of them, for the thought of throwing them away felt cruel. hoseok read each one that came his way, smiling softly at the way you’d describe how happy you were, and that you missed him dearly and wished that he would come and visit sometime.

the letters to yoongi were a bit harder to read, hoseok would admit, for they came from the one person he thought he’d never talk to ever again. yoongi’s letters were short and simple, usually asking how he was doing and miscellaneous things, such as that he saw an adorable cat cross his path, or that he’d bought a huge crate of tangerines from the village farmer.

nonetheless, the letters were always welcome, and hoseok loved reading them word for word, longing for the day when he and yoongi would become friends again, and when he could see you. even though yoongi had wounded him so badly, hoseok secretly didn’t want their friendship to become a thing of the past.

though hoseok had initially resented yoongi for breaking his beloved sister’s heart, he thought deep down that the latter probably had had a reason for doing so. he was glad that yoongi had taken the initiative to repair their friendship, though things had gotten a bit out of hand at first.

all of that led him to this day, this moment, sitting with his closest friend in the royal garden, basking in the warm sun and inhaling the sweet scent of roses. hoseok wasn’t sure how long it’d take him to heal from the pain of the heartbreak you’d caused him, but with namjoon and his friends by his side, he was sure that the process wouldn’t be all the unbearable.

“are you alright? you spaced out for a bit.” namjoon asked, eyebrows furrowing with concern, snapping hoseok out of his mini trance. he shook his head. “i’m fine, just thinking. now, shall we go bother seokjin hyung until he tells us to fuck off?” namjoon grinned. “i’d love nothing more.”

a/n: hi my loves! so this was my first fic for the 1d x bangtan collab <3! i hope you all enjoyed this as much as i did writing it hehe and tysm to honour and cam for being the sweetest people ever and for reading every snippet i sent in our discord groupchat haha anyways i will see you with the joon fic next <3 also, i am still planning on releasing the last two fics of my ‘footnote’ series (i promise i haven’t forgotten about them) and, as always, feedback is always appreciated, and tysm to everyone who has read/liked my stories <3

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#mine #fic: dancing alone #btshoneyhive #btscarnivalnet #bangtanbathhouse #also yes idk how this turned out to be 5k but here we are haha

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that-foul-legacy-lover · 3 years

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Regarding the amswer to my laat ask:

YEA im fine w/ headcanons, go right on ahead, i dont mind ahsbskdkne :}

this has. this has been in my inbox for such a long time i’m so sorry i feel really guilty :(( i hope you enjoy nonetheless <3

the original prompt was for when you’re excited and rambling!!

~ * ~ When You’re Excited HCs

Fluff

Warning for (other people’s) disinterest in your passions

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-Alright basically something GOOD has happened -Maybe you got good news, maybe something you’ve been waiting for is arriving soon, maybe you’re meeting someone you really like -Either way it’s something GOOD and you’re REALLY EXCITED -So excited that when you finally arrive home and see your moth monster Childe, you jump at the chance to tell him what happened -He perks up almost instantly when he sees the huge smile on your face and sits up to give you his full attention -You start telling him about your day, giving him context for the main event -He’s watching you, curious and eager, nodding at some points to show that he understands -And you’re excitedly gesturing as you explain what happened -Your voice gets more and more hurried as you try to tell him what happened as soon as possible, and you have to stop to take a breath -When you can breathe again you lean in and quickly tell Childe the big news in one rushed sentence -Clapping your hands, you try to lean back and gauge his reaction but are ultimately stopped when he sweeps you up for a tight, elated hug -He swings you around as you laugh and return the hug, burying your face into his fluff -He in turn nuzzles his cheek into your hair with a joyful trill, sitting down on the couch with you still in his arms -You turn to him and tentatively ask if he wants to hear more, testing the waters -People in the past have told you that you talk too much when you’re excited -They told you that a lot so eventually you just stopped trying to talk about it -But Childe was curious, right? Maybe he’d want to hear more? -Of course he nods- he loved you and wanted to hear everything!! -You clasp your hands together and begin to tell him about your excitement in detail, laughing and smiling every now and then -The entire time he watches you fondly. He decides that he adores this side of you- your eyes big and shining, your voice lilting and falling in excitement, the way you seem lost in a happy world- it’s wonderful -You notice him staring and pause, apologizing for rambling -You can almost SEE his fur stand on end when he leaps and scoops you into another tight hug -But this hug is one of reassurance and trust, one that says “don’t EVER apologize for doing something you love” -He loves seeing you ramble, he loves seeing you passionate- it’s the same gleam in your eye that he used to have when talking about his family- one of pure joy and hope -He purrs gently and squishes his cheek against yours -Please keep talking. Seeing you happy makes him happy -Whenever you talk, he always tries to understand so he can share your excitement -This he tries to convey as he brushes his claws against your cheek and gives you another nod, a nudge to move forward in your conversation -There are tears in your eyes, happy ones, as you inhale and fall back into your infodumping -And Childe listens, admiring your smile and song of words every time

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 3 years

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Away From Home

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Captain America: The First Avenger

Pairing: 1940s! Bucky Barnes x Female! Reader

Summary: Reader and Bucky are half a world apart. How are they holding up without each other? ft. some love letters!

Word Count: 1644

Warnings: 18+, minors DNI, hint of smut, angst, talk about war, mention of suicide. Please read at your own risk!

Authors Note: Just want to thank my beautiful wife @buckybarnesdiaries for hyping me up with this series! Not everything may be accurate to the 1940s, war or Bucky’s story. My apologies! Enjoy loves <3

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It wasn’t easy being all alone without your other half, but you managed to fill up your day with fun and responsibilities to take your mind off it. The women at the office missed their husbands immensely, just like yourself, so it was good that you all took comfort in one another. It was good to talk with them about the shared feelings of fear and uncertainty that came with the men going off to war.

The office work that was ordinarily boring to you became very interesting as your bosses ordered you around. At home, you had organized your various pieces of literature more times than what was necessary. You couldn’t either count how many times you’ve gone “I missed a spot” on the kitchen counter when it was nothing there in reality.

When there was nothing at home to do, you called up your girlfriends, hoping they would be willing to go out on the town. The few times they were up for it, you forgot all about the hurt inside as you danced the night away with your best friends.

Bucky's parents could come and go as they pleased. Your house was their house; whenever they wanted to drop by, they could. On the weekends, they would invite you home to their residence for dinner and drinks. It was sweet of them to ask you. You already had a strong relationship with them that only increased with you spending more time with your parents-in-law.

The stories they would tell you about James growing up in Indiana with his siblings were stored in your memories to use late at night when you couldn’t sleep. Those thoughts would turn into dreams and scenarios of him and your child that you would hopefully get pregnant with soon.

On the few occasions his parents and your girlfriends had other plans, you sat mostly inside staring at one spot on the wall. The book by your side would only be read a few pages before it was placed to the side again so you could continue gawking at the flower patterns on the wall.

That’s how you were sat now. The television was on, but you weren’t paying attention to the boring movie you had watched countless times playing on the screen. You decided that you would write another letter to James. Writing letters to your husband and receiving letters from him was the thing that brought you joy and was the closest you could come to him for the time being. Picking up the pen and paper, the words flowed easily as you wrote.

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My Dearest,

I feel I must write you again altho there is not much news to tell you from the last time I wrote. Work is keeping me busy, while your parents’ comfort and the fun my girlfriends are bringing keeps me content. I dreamt last night my husband. I dreamt about a child. Our child. A child that will bring us love and joy in the future.

I miss you terribly, my love. I miss the warmth from your touch as we are tangled in the sheets together. I miss the softness of your voice as the words whispered in my ear are meant for me only. I miss your laugh filling up the house that feels so empty now without you. I miss you. There is nothing more that I desire in life but to have you with me constantly.

I wonder how you are getting along, my love. I shall be so relieved to get a letter from you. I can’t help feeling a bit anxious for you, my dear. Thinking about what you are going through in the gruesome war overseas. I pray to whatever higher power exists for you to survive and come home to me in my arms.

Well, my husband, my brave soldier, I don’t know what more to say now, so I will finish this letter with fondest love and kisses from your wife.

I love you the most. From yours truly,

xoxo

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You sealed up the envelope containing your love letter for your husband, your other half, your soul mate, and hoped that it would bring him a hint of delight in his usual dark, empty and deadly war days.

Somewhere in hostile Germany…

With barely enough sleep from the night before, Bucky rested his eyes for the few minutes they had before it was out on another day of fighting the opposition. The faint sound of bombs dropping was heard in the distance. His heart started pumping in both fear and excitement to be out there again.

As his eyes were closed, he sat and wondered what his wife was up to at the moment. You were most likely at work. What would you have for dinner later? Something good, he hoped. It would at least be ten times better than what he ate for breakfast, soggy bread with a slice of cheese on top.

His mouth watered at the thought of a homemade meal from you right now. You always made the tastiest and fulfilling dinners.

What were you doing after? Out with your girlfriends? Were his parents coming to visit? Either way, he hoped you had the most beautiful time being as carefree as you always were.

When the darkness came, and it was time for bed, what would you be doing? Had the day been exhausting that you dropped dead on the covers as soon your head hit the pillow, or would you stay up and think about him?

His mind started racing to you, touching yourself dead at night while you remembered the last time the two of you were intimate. The thought about you moaning his name so softly and innocently had him adjusting himself in the seat.

Not now, Buck. We have to leave soon. There’s no time for that now.

“BARNES! Post for you.”

Once he had the letter in hand, he immediately knew it was you from the little drawing you drew on the envelope. You always did some form of artwork on it that had his heart warm up.

A single tear ran down his cheek after finishing the heartwarming letter. He could never fully express to you and his parents how these letters had saved him when he needed it the most. When he had thought about ending it all after watching the inhumane things he had witnessed that no human should ever have to see, the pieces of love from you and his family were what kept him going.

There was still some time left before they had to go out to war again. So he took that chance at writing a reply to his wife.

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My Darling,

Thank you for the heartwarming letter. It found me well in the time when I needed it the most. I so long to be close to you. Trust my love that I do not forget you. I am doing everything in my power so that these few lines reach you.

I am happy to hear that you are keeping yourself busy with work, friends, and family. I’m jealous.

I miss you terribly, my love. If only we could be together soon. I’d give anything to be back in the comfort of your arms. To be tangled in the sheets together. To feel you wrapped so tightly around me in all the ways possible. To hear your laugh that fills my heart with warmth and butterflies. Soon my love, soon.

A child? I’ll give you as many children as you want when I return safely to you. We will buy a big house out in the countryside to raise our children and grow old if that’s what my wife desires.

The war? I don’t know what there is to say? I won’t sugarcoat it. The war is brutal and gruesome. It is something I don’t even wish upon my worst enemy to experience the things I’ve seen and gone through. Don’t be alarmed, my love, by the words you just read. As long as I have you in my mind, I can make it through the days and nights.

There is not much more for the time being to write to you. Just know that I am coming back to you after the terrible war is over.

I love you the most. From your brave soldier,

xoxo

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He sealed it up in an envelope, and he once again hoped that this wouldn’t be the last letter he ever wrote to you.

A few weeks later…

You waited anxiously out on the steps of your home for the postman to arrive. Legs were bouncing up and down in anticipation if today was the day a new letter from James would arrive.

“Morning, ma’am,” the postman nodded at you. By now, he knew very well who you were as he would find you most days waiting for him to bring you the mail.

“I believe this is yours.” He handed you a single letter. A smile on his face once he saw the excitement on yours when you realize it was from your husband.

“Thank you, George.”

“Have a wonderful day, Y/N.” “You too.”

You opened it right there on the steps. There was no time to walk a few meters into the house to read it.

You took the time to read the lines on the paper written by your love. Sadness came over you as you read the part about war, but a smile was left on your lips nonetheless after you had read the whole thing a few times over.

You clutched it to your heart. To try and feel that extra bit of love that radiated off it. A few tears rolled down your cheeks.

Soon my love. Soon you will be back safe and sound in my arms again.

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1. Hi, I'm looking for an Untamed fic, maybe you'll be able to help. It's a canon divergence AU in which WWX doesn't lose his core, Jiang Fengmian lives and it's implied that his core was transferred to JC (heavily implied; JFM retires as the Sect Leader after that). This is absolutely not the most important part of this fic but it's a paragraph that I've got stuck in my head and now I'm searching for the rest @_@ Thanks in advance! ~ @otemporaetmores

FOUND! by @notsobabblespace, who was reminded of I’m aching and I know you are too by edenwolfie (part 3 in series, M, 23k, wangxian)

FOUND! by @jim-is-spocks-thyla, who suggests ❤️ to arrive late is better than not to arrive at all by Moominmammashandbag (M, 35k, wangxian) [ETA: Oops, not this one. JFM has no core, but he didn’t give it to JC]

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2. Hi Mojo! I’m in need of you/your followers help in finding a fic that I read a little while ago. It was a fic where Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi lived together in Cloud Recesses and their children were Sizhui and an OOC that was younger than him. I remember SiZhui faced a lot of criticism for not being the chief cultivator’s real child? And they were happy he had a younger sibling that would be sect leader in the future because he was blood. Come to think of it, this is probably an ABO fic too. Thanks for your time 💜

FOUND! @andidontmeanto believes this is Blue Blood by PotterheadAvengerDemigod (T, 91k, wangxian, my post)

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3. Aksks it's like 3 am but I just remembered a fic and I can't find it?? I'd really, really appreciate your help. It was a wangxian fic, maybe a oneshot idk, and lwj was kind of a nerd and wwx a badboy? So basically lwj has a massive crush on him and dresses up like wwx etc. (i think he even got an undercut) and after a party they sleep with each other at lwj's place?

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4. i’m looking for a fic set in the where lwj’s mother killed his father? i don’t think that was a main plot point but it did show up in his backstory - any idea what this might be? ~ @thehype

FOUND! @rentslirott thinks this could be ❤️the best of you by sysrae (E, 42k, wangxian, my post)

FOUND! @castaways-logbook offers The Right to Care by travelingneuritis (E, 39k, wangxian, WIP)

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5. ... same as #6 ...

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6. Hello friend, sorry for the inconvenience but I wanted to see if you could please find me a fic that I lost but I only remember more or less the final part, it goes more or less like this, lan zhan and wei ying are kidnapped by jin guangyao and lock them up if not I'm wrong in some cells next to lan xichen after the fights jin guangyao dies but lan xichen did know how bad jin guangyao had done and he didn't care and then to get revenge he wants to kill wei ying but lan zhan kills him and sizhui gets scared It was more or less like that, please help me ~ @isa0123lol

FOUND! by @wangxiansfics who says that tragically it’s no longer available, but @dulachodladh found it on WaybackMachine here: Thread and Needle by haysel (M, 86k, wangxian)

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7. Hi, Mojo! I'm glad that you're back but I hope you enjoyed your time off tumblr! Can you and/or your followers help me find a fic? I think the summary was talking about wwx and somehow they were asking mingjue for help since he's the only one who can help. The summary was in italics and it's a dialogue from some guy? And a shorter summary below. Sadly this is the only thing I can remember but I hope you can still help me

FOUND! @alwayswenning suggests love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360k, wangxian, has it’s own fanfic here, I just finished this last night!, my bookmark)

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8. Sorry to bombard you as soon as you're back, but this one's driving me crazy--a modern AU where they met online. WWX thinks LWJ is an old man from how he talks. I don't remember much except the excerpt made it seem like he still was amused by/enjoyed talking to him, and Wen Qing was telling him it was a bad idea and to stop. It's not How to Fall In Love With a Catfish, tho that one is brilliant! (Also any top notch identity porn would be great) Hope your break was restful, you deserve it! Thanks

Here’s my #identity porn tag, but I’m not sure about this exact story.

I'm the anon for #8 on the fic finder. Though I'm excited to read it, the suggested fic isn't the one I was looking for. I swear I thought I saw it on here around a month ago or slightly more, but searches have failed me.

FOUND! Rating: General Audiences by Mishaa (T, 18k, wangxian WIP) - mysterious author LWJ (speculated to be an old man because of his formality) and infamous artist WWX paired up for an Untamed Big Bang (in an AU where JGY was the series’ antiheroic protagonist; this fic was written before the release of CQL.)

FOUND? could you be looking for Something Real by Latios (G, 5k, wangxian, my post) - wwx thinks lwj is an old man, but there’s no WQ. There are many pictures of bunnies.

SIMILAR! @emilysidhe thought of ID Bro Saga by Bowandtie (T, 39k, wangxian)

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9. Hey, how are you? Could you help me please? I've read 3 fanfics once, but I can't find them anymore. 1 - Nanny Problem, Wei is going to be the babysitter of A-Yuan, he is an omega and Lan is an alpha. 2 - Doctor Perfect, Yibo is an omega nurse and Xiao is an alpha doctor. 3 - The Baby of my Omega, Yibo is omega and Xiao is alpha, both of them are bodyguards, but Yibo has to protect Xiao in the beginning. I think they were at ao3, but I really can't find them. Can you help me please? Thank you!! ~ @weallmad

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10. Hi! Im happy you’re back. I hope you had a good break. I missed your recommendations, but at the same time i got a break from fics and actually studied to my tests haha. [Ah! I’m glad to hear your time was spent productively!] I’m looking for a fic like Linger in the Sun by etymologyplayground. In the fic im looking for wangxian slowly lose their senses instead of all of them at once. Like they lose their hearing, then touch, sight etc, They can’t see each other or hear each other. I’m sorry i can’t explain very well.

FOUND? Could you be thinking of ❤️shadows in the sun rise by Yuu_chi (E, 25k, wangxian)? Only lwj losese his senses one by one in this one, though.

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11. heyyy im trying to find this fic where wwx died the first time he was thrown in to the burial mounds then 10 years later he gets resurrected or something. I can't find it on AO3 and it's been bugging me for days. Thank you!

FOUND! Well, @moku-youbi offers both of these as possibilities:

Did I Not Explain Why the Sunset Turns Red? by 3988Akasha (E, 100k, wangxian)

we're starting at the end by Miss_Enthusiasimal (M, 95k, wangxian)

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12. Hi I am looking for a fic where wwx is a witch (/mage?) in a world where magic is being persecuted (especially in Gusu) except for Yunmeng/Lanling I think but they're still frowned upon nonetheless. Then after accidentally hurting Shijie, wwx runs away, and ends up hiding in Gusu pretending to be a servant to lwj (lwj is a prince, lxc is the emperor) but lwj actually knows of his identity and tries not-so-discreetly to protect him from being caught. Thanks!

FOUND! by @bibliobasilisk who gives us Witchfinder by misbehavingvigilante (E, 86k, wangxian)

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13. Hi! Firstly, I'm glad to see you're back, and I hope your break was a good one! I'm trying to find a LWJ/WWX story that I had planned to read and ending up losing before I could. It was set in the immediate aftermath of the 33 lashes, LWJ is in the Jingshi recovering when a healer(?) discovers he's pregnant (by WWX). It may have been a/b/o verse, but I'm not 100% on that. Part of the story was a flashback to when WWX was still alive. Thank you!

FOUND! by nonny themself. It’s Unexpected Surprise by Glucose_Gremlin (E, 4k, wangxian)

SIMILAR! @mondelgel suggests my heart is kept as pure as ice in a jade vase/一片冰心在玉壶 by Daledesu (M, 21k, wangxian, WIP)

SIMILAR! from @impending-cuttlefish: something new, something white, something blue by ariskamalt (E, 140k, wangxian, WIP)

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14. I'm trying to find this one fic where Jin Ling finds this diary that Wei Ying wrote as the Yiling Patriarch that basically reveals everything, including the golden core reveal and it even has training tips that helps Jon Ling improve. When Wei Ying comes back, he tries everything to keep him there because he is THE best uncle now. I need to find it because it is a N E E D.

FOUND? by @theladypeartree who says, “The Truth (Untold) is jl reading jyl's journals, not wwx's though. And mordant is jl returning wwx's journals that he found, not grew up with. Neither fit #14 properly, but I seriously could not find anything closer after two solid days of searching. Good luck!“

The Truth (Untold) by anxiouswreck0_0 (g, 3k, wangxian, jin ling & wei wuxian)

or this one on ffn:

mordant by tennisnotensai (M, 18k, wangxian, here’s the link for mobile)

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15. I have heard tell of a Sizhui/Jingyi fic where the boys end up going to Wangxian for advice about how to be intimate. Can you help me find it?

FOUND! @manaika-chan says this one is On Advisement by LaMachina17 (M, 19k, wangxian, zhuiling, chengyi)

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17. Hi! Sorry, do you happen to know that nsfw fic where wwx is still studying in the cloud recesses and he’s reading a novel (im not sure if it was from nhs) that features a cultivator couple and there’s a scene in the book where the woman was pegging her husband? Basically wwx got curious about this and tried fingering himself. I remember he was hiding in the back mountains and then lwj eventually caught him

FOUND? Could you be thinking of Deep in the Woods by malkinmalkout (E, 5k, wangxian, my post)?

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18. Ahhh I'm going crazy trying to think of a fic that I've read where Lan Zhan killed Wen Chao in a locker room and nie huaisang stood guard outside the door! Then lan zhan went to lan huan and said I killed someone and he said did they deserve it? Then it's fine. And I can't remember the name of the fic! Have you heard of it? ~ @uchihaautumn

FOUND! @artemisisdiana offers So Full Of Love (Wouldn't Know Where to Start) by witchupbitch (M, 54k, wangxian, WIP)

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19. Hi, I was wondering if you could help me find a fic. I read it a while ago and I don't really remember all the details but it was a modern au where Lan Wangji was a police officer in this small town and Wei Wuxian comes back after years, having left the town due to some stuff. Thank you in advance.

Btw love your blog. I live for your fic recs. [Thank you!]

FOUND? Could you be looking for medium blues by dark_and_terrible (E,193k, wangxian)? It appears to be taken down atm, but it might come back (it’s done it before).

FOUND! by @grannyweatherwaxshat who offers When a Bird Flies, It Leaves Feathers by Bem_Kofi (not rated, 75k, wangxian)

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20. Hi mojo!! First of all I luv your blog Thank you so much for all those ficrecs. [You’re welcome!] Actually I’m looking for a fic I read months ago. I probably found the fic from your blog. But I can’t seem to find it now 😢 it was a modern au wangxian fic (inspired by call me by ur name?) wwx was like 5 years older than lwj. (And lwj was like 16?) Wwx lives in another city but he spent around a year in cloud recesses with lwj in the past. And wwx yanli and jc visits cloud recesses again and wangxian gets 2gether

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