#eliza's thoughts... 💜

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Hey sweetcheeks, lemme get uhhhhh fic where Eddie is nervous to be a dad to Eliza. Like he's worried that he won't know how to be a dad to a girl (and also he's older now and those knees don't bend like they used to.)

Alright, thanks.

Anything for you, cupcake 💜

It's actually amusing for me to think about Eddie being so worried about raising Eliza when we've seen the two of them together lol. But of course he's a nervous nelly about it.

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The living room is dark as you pad your way into it. Your baby bump has just gotten big enough that your pajama pants slide down to rest right below it, and your sleep shirts have a noticeable strain over your abdomen. You had woken up, and the bed was empty beside you. The cold sheets made you frown before you pushed yourself up to go search for your husband.

At first, you don’t see him sitting on the couch, but the moonlight leaking in the transom above the large window caught just enough of Eddie’s red pajama pants that they capture your attention. He’s leaning forward, his elbows resting on his knees as his hands slowly rub against each other. His teeth are gnawing at his bottom lip, and even in your half-asleep state, you can tell something’s on his mind.

“Eds?” Your voice is still groggy with sleep. You’re not even sure what time it is.

You can hear the fabric of the couch rustle as Eddie sits back, adjusting himself so he’s lounging—an attempt to look more relaxed than he is.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He tries to sound calm and even, but you’ve known him enough to pick up on even the smallest of voice warbles by now.

“What’s wrong?”

You shuffle further into the room and let out a yawn. Eddie takes a deep breath and pats his lap. Whether he just wants you to sit so you don’t stumble or he needs the comfort of your body, you’re not sure. Regardless, you manage to get into his lap, the growing bump not helping. Your back rests against the arm of the couch, and Eddie slowly rubs a large hand up and down your plaid pajama pants. 

“Couldn’t sleep,” he finally says.

“Why not?”

Sleep still sounds so lovely to you, so you lean down and rest your head against your husband’s shoulder.

“I don’t know.”

“Don’t give me that,” you grumble. 

Eddie sighs, letting out a small, breathy chuckle.

“You can tell I’m lying even in the dark?” he asks.

“Of course,” you say, fighting back a yawn. “It’s in your voice.”

He sighs, giving up the small pretense he was trying to put on. 

“Just thinking.” You don’t even get the chance to open your mouth before he continues. “Because you’re going to ask what about, it’s the baby.”

At the mention of your growing little girl, you place your hand protectively on your bump.

“What about her?”

Eddie’s quiet for a moment before he lets out another sigh, a hand coming to wipe over his brow. 

“Sweetheart, I don’t know how to be a girl dad,” he admits.

You let his words hang there for a few moments, turning them over in your mind. The first thought that comes to you is the most obvious one of all.

“Neither do I.”

“But you are a girl,” he huffs. “It’s different.”

“Why?” You’re not sure if he’s not making sense or if it’s your pregnancy brain mixed with exhaustion. “Because I played with dolls growing up? I’m pretty sure you can handle that.”

“No,” he sighs. “I’ve never been around a girl. Like, a little girl. Hell, an adult woman, either. I hardly remember living with my parents, and it’s not like my mom was a good influence anyway. Then the next time I spent a good amount of time with a girl was Brittany. God knows nothing from that will help me know how to raise a daughter.”

Your immediate thought is that he’s overreacting, and of course, he’ll be a great dad to a daughter. In your befuddled state, it’s almost too easy to want to brush his feelings off—but you know you can’t, and you would never really want to.

“Eddie, baby girls aren’t very different from baby boys,” you start. “Only real difference is changing a girl’s diaper is safer to do without getting peed on.”

“No, I know,” Eddie says, sounding less than comforted. “I mean later on. When she gets older. I don’t know how to braid hair or put in pigtails or have a tea party.”

In the cover of darkness, you can’t help but smile. It’s like Eddie thinks your daughter will automatically be born expecting all of these qualities and know how to throw her own proper tea party. “But I’ll take all of that over when she gets older. How am I supposed to protect her? Keep her safe? I’m her dad, that’s my job. And am I supposed to not kill any guy who breaks her heart?”

“Hey, hey…” you soothe, gently rubbing a hand across the top of his chest. “Take a breath. Eddie, those are all things to be worried about, I get it. But one, you’re not doing any of it alone. And I don’t just with me as your partner. We’ve got two boys who can’t wait to help out with their new sister, and she has a grandfather who might be happier than both boys combined about her impending arrival. Plus, we have the best friends. Many of whom are men who have daughters. Did you ever talk to Steve about this?”

“No, definitely not.”

You don’t even bother to hide the fact that you roll your eyes. 

“You remember he has two daughters, right? But fine, doesn’t have to be Steve. What about Dustin? He’s got a new baby girl. I’m sure he had the same worries that you do. And he’s pretty great at giving advice.”

“I guess,” he grumbles. 

“And though I am not a guy, I do have some answers for those troubles.”

“Whatcha got, baby?”

“Braiding and pigtails are easy to practice. Like, look at Mia. She loves when her parents do her hair, right? I’m sure she would be more than happy to help her favorite uncle out. Tea parties? You sit there and drink fake tea. That’s the extent of it. As to when she gets older? Eds, you protect her just like you do the boys.”

“But—”

“No, no, I know. Daddy’s little girl is different, I understand that.”

“How do you—”

“Because believe it or not, I am the daughter of a father. I have the other end of that relationship. It’s different, it just is. Kids have different relationships with each parent, and parents have a different relationship with each kid. Ryan and Luke can’t be handled the same way about certain things. A punishment for one could be a reward for the other. But you learn how to finagle that as they grow. You think I had any idea what I was doing when I started babysitting? No clue. But somehow those boys started to love me more than they love their biological mom anyway.”

“Because you care about them and love them for who they are.”

“Which you’ll do with our little girl. Sweetheart, you’re going to love her so much that it’s going to make it all seem easy. You already love her.”

“I do.” Eddie’s voice is soft as he places a hand on your bump. 

“As for the guys who will potentially break her heart?” You look up at him, unable to keep an amused smile off your face. “I think you already have two little assistants who would be more than happy to help you hide the body.”

Eddie chuckles his head at that and nods in agreement. 

“I might need that if my old bones won’t let me dig a grave by then,” he says.

“Oh, hush,” you admonish with a small smack to his chest. 

He gives you a small smile and leans forward to press a kiss to your forehead. 

“I’m still scared,” he says quietly. “But I do feel better.”

“I know, I’m a miracle worker,” you say with a shrug. “Here to help you with all your girl-related needs.”

Eddie stares at you for a moment before he shakes his head.

“Please find another way to phrase that,” he says with a huff of laughter. 

“You’re going to be a great girl dad, Eddie,” you assure him. “Honestly, I’ll bet you forget why you were so worried to begin with once she’s here.”

He gives you a soft smile, and though you can tell he doesn’t totally believe you, he will. You breathe a sigh of relief that he looks much more relaxed than when you walked in and he was as tense as a mummy.

“Oh, Eliza,” Eddie says, rubbing his thumb absentmindedly against your bump. “Please go easy on your old man.”

“After Luke?” you reply. “She should be a piece of cake.”

A tired laugh rumbles out of his chest, and he nods his head.

“Imagine a girl Luke? I’d go fully gray in a year.”

“A Leia,” you say with a laugh.

Eddie looks at you, the gleam in his eyes less tired and more excited now.

“Aw baby, you know what happens when you talk Star Wars to me.”

You laugh and wrap your arms around his neck.

“I know.”

[fallstaticexit]

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AN: Still got a bug but I couldn’t go another day without sharing more of this beloved story of mine 💜 next update will return next week! Just a couple more before we end part II and begin part III.

Transcript under the cut

Nancy: [panting] Ok...ok, I-I think I get it. Thank you.

Darling: It’s not even close to the real thing. I can give it to you, if you want it. No strings.

Nancy Narrates: [If my heart wasn’t so lost in Vanessa, would I have said yes]

Nancy: [whispers] I’m not a cheater.

Darling: Ah. Right. Your boyfriend. Fuck, my bad. I got caught up in the moment. Come on, let’s wake up M and Knox and call it a night.

Nancy Narrates: [Boyfriend. Not once did I think about Geoffrey]

Darling: You’ll figure it out. It’s not easy but you’ll find the real thing. But, if you tryna figure it out some more, holla at me. [chuckles]

Nancy: [chuckles lightly]

-

Bob: Found something!

Geoffrey: Seriously? Is it an address?

Bob: Not an address. It’s a phone number. I doubt the Villareal’s have their residence shared to the public.

Geoffrey: Dude, you are seriously a genius. I owe you one!

Bob: No worries, my man! Nothing gets me ready for 8am exams like a good old fashioned 2am espionage.

Geoffrey: Anything to see Nancy smile again. I’m going to surprise her on our anniversary.

Bob: If I don’t end up as crazy about Eliza as you are with Nance, then I’m doing something wrong.

Geoffrey: DId you have fun with the Theta’s tonight?

Nancy: Yeah... yeah, it was fun..

Geoffrey: I’ve been thinking about our anniversary all day. I can’t wait to take you out. Come on, let’s get you to bed.

Nancy Narrates: [He doesn’t deserve my lying]

Nancy Narrates: [I wish I could say it would be the last time I did]

-

Geoffrey: I know I’ve said it already, but you look amazing tonight, Nance.

Nancy: Thank you. You look very handsome too.

Geoffrey: My girlfriend has great taste in wardrobe. I say it everytime.

Nancy: You’re really easy to dress. You’re like my living doll.

Geoffrey: I can’t believe it’s been 2 years. I still can’t believe how lucky I am. When you said you had feelings for me that day in the courtyard, I almost didn’t believe it. I thought you were too perfect for me.

Nancy: [frowns] That’s not true. You’re a catch, Geoffrey. Anyone would be so lucky to have you.

Geoffrey: I’m glad it wasn’t just anyone. I’m so happy it was you.

Nancy: [smiles softly] Thank you for loving me. It’s more than I deserve.

Geoffrey: [grins] You deserve it all. Here’s to many more years of you and me. Oh! By the way, I have a gift for you, and don’t tell me I shouldn’t have.

Geoffrey: Ta-da!! I know how much you miss your friend Vanessa, from high school so I had Bobby do some digging around. Didn’t find much but we found her number! The number works too, I called it and it went to voicemail. You should give her a call! Catch up.

Geoffrey: I get it, Nance. Other than you, Bob is like my favorite person in the world. If he ever up and moved without a word, I’d be crushed. I know you’re making a ton of new friends now, but hey, there really is nothing like having your best friend around, right?

Geoffrey: Nancy?

Nancy Narrates: [What would I even say. How do I even being to convey the longing, the sorrow, the love that I’ve held on to for two years. What would I do when I hear her voice again]

[phone rings]

Vanessa: Hi, you’ve reached Vanessa Villareal. I’m away from the phone but if you leave your name and a call back number, I’ll be sure to reach out to you. Chao.

[beep]

[wooataes]

Real Eyes, Fake Lies (Part Six)

Pairing: soulmate!Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.7K

Warnings: angst, Hanahaki!AU, filler chapter before next big plot point 👀, Marvel spoilers i guess?? Jihoon sucks when it comes to talking about things, sus Jeonghan, swearing, feelings of self doubt?

Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?

A/N: Just a short little filler chapter for you guys before the next big plot point! A few cute little moments and a lay off the angst for a bit too! Some new characters will drop next chapter, and I can’t wait for you all to read! Thank you all for loving this story as much as I love writing it 🫶🏼

-Tae 💜✨

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Y/N: Meet me at the auditorium after you finish class? I’ll be helping the Jeongyeon and the girls with their Vocal project and then we can go to the library.

Jihoon rereads your text for the fifth time as he makes his way towards the auditorium with a sigh, looking up at the sky as the sun tries to peek out from behind the clouds. It’s a Friday afternoon, Ji-ah has just sent him off with a kiss and a smile as she leaves campus to take the train back home to her family as per usual, leaving him alone for the weekend. He winces into direct sunlight with a scowl before trudging inside the large building.

Jihoon blinks at the sound of five distinct voices harmonizing together on the empty stage, and he recognizes that the voices belonged to your five girlfriends, Jeongyeon, Jihyo, Momo, Dahyun and Nayeon. He spots you sitting at the piano at the side of the stage, playing a simple melody as the girls sing into the empty theatre. He is captivated at how well the girls’ voices all blend together.

“Heaven forbid someone whisper ‘he’s part of some scheme’,” Jihyo sings. “Your enemy whispers,”

“So you have to scream!” The girls harmonize, and Jihoon’s eyes widen as you sing alongside them from the piano, still playing flawlessly.

“I know about whispers,” Momo’s voice is soft and delicate.

“I see how you look at my sister...” Your voice is clear as a bell as your voice projects through the room. Jihoon feels like time has stopped as he hears you.

“Don’t!”

“I’m not naive, I have seen women around you,” Dahyun’s voice is deep and angry, singing with emotion, your voice harmonizing behind her. He can’t keep his eyes off you.

“Don’t think I don’t see how they fall for your charms,” Jeongyeon and Jihyo sing together, facing each other and locking eyes.

“All of your charms!” Everyone sings together.

They’re good, Jihoon thinks to himself. Really good.

“I’m erasing myself from the narrative,” the girls all sing in a ladder, overlapping each other with precision.

“Let future historians wonder how Eliza reacted when you broke her heart,” their harmonies are on point, Jihoon can feel goosebumps rise on his skin.

“You have thrown it all away, stand back and watch it,”

“Burn~”

The harmony echoes through the empty seats, Jihoon now sitting at the end of the front row to listen.

“Just watch it all burn,” he keeps his eyes on you, singing full heartedly as you keep playing the piano without missing a beat. Your eyes are glued to the sheet music in front of you as the rest of the girls stay put in their spot.

Jihoon stays quiet in stunned silence as you, alongside your friends sing the rest of the song together in perfect harmony. He’s shocked at how polished the performance is, you all have clearly put a lot of time and effort into it.

“If you thought you were mine,” it’s almost like the girls were competing with each other for the best belt for the finale, but at the same time their voices overlapping fits the song perfectly.

“Don’t.” The song stops sharply and abruptly.

The girls are all looking expectantly at you, and you turn on the chair to smile at them.

“I think you’re ready.” You beam. “Like seriously, that was the best you’ve all sounded yet.”

“Really?” Momo smiles back at you, taking both of your hands in hers.

“Really!” You nod excitedly.

“I personally think we only sound this good because of you.” Jihyo smirks, hugging around you from behind, your laugh echoing in the room as she plants a kiss on your cheek gratefully.

“Oh hush, you.” You swat her hands playfully as the others laugh with you.

Your laugh is foreign to Jihoon, but he wouldn’t mind hearing it more often, he decides.

“I agree with Ji.” Jeongyeon hums, bumping her hip with yours. “Your voice was just what we needed to make it perfect. It’s a shame that you have to hide behind that big piano though. We need you center stage with those golden pipes.”

“Then who else will play the music, silly?” You snark back, smiling.

“We can easily find a backing track, miss smarty pants.” Dahyun raises her eyebrow as Nayeon points to her with wide eyes.

“She has a point, Bug.”

“And risk the performance fucking up because we trusted a machine?” You cross your arms with a pout. “I’m happy behind the piano, you know that.”

“Excuse me!” Jihyo’s voice now booms towards your soulmate, who was now sitting up, startled at the volume of her voice. “This is a closed practice! Women only!”

“I..”

“Yah! Have some decorum!” You throw a bottle of water at her with a laugh. “It’s just Jihoon. We need to go study for Film Studies.”

You roll your eyes with a grin as all the girls rush to grab you. But you’re faster, jumping off the edge of the stage and leaning beside Jihoon with your backpack in hand.

“No fair! You don’t get to steal her away!” Momo whines and stomps her foot, making you laugh and wave at the girls.

“Unfortunately, he does. Unless you want me to fail and stay behind for a year.” You smirk as they all relent. “Good job today, my loves! Same time next week yeah?” You blow them all kisses as they repeat the gesture back to them. “Sorry, did I take too long?” You ask your soulmate quietly as he trails out of the auditorium behind you.

“Uhh, no.” He finds his voice after a beat of silence, cheeks slightly pink. “Not at all.” Your angelic voice is still ringing in his ears.

“Sorry about them,” You wave your hand back at the building. “They tend to make goodbyes a drawn out affair so I tried to be quick.”

“It’s fine.” He nods, and you release a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, walking to the campus library with Jihoon in silence.

Jihoon watches you from the corner of his eye as you walk together, suddenly more withdrawn and quiet. If you were a flower, Jihoon would’ve thought you just wilted right in front of him.

“Do you think people will sit back and think about that?”

“This is exactly what this project is about!” You chirp, pushing the laptop towards him. “Think about it. Tony Stark is obviously a fan favourite, both in the comics and the cinematic universe.” You’re pointing out graphs on the screen. “Everyone was on his side when Civil War came out. I bet you were too.”

“I mean, yeah, I suppose.” Jihoon raises his eyebrow at you.

“Which brings me back to my point.” This is the most animated he’s seen you be towards him, scribbling down on a notebook in front of you both. “Bucky is not to blame for Tony’s parents death. Yes, he is the one who caused their deaths, but he was under the mind control of Hydra. He was not in his right mind to control his own decision making due to the fact he was literally being controlled by these crazy bastards.”

Jihoon opens his mouth to speak.

“I know what you’re about to say,” you counter before he speaks. “You’re going to say ‘but he still did it.’ I mean, he did do it but if I hypnotized you to be a killing machine that you literally couldn’t stop yourself from being said killing machine, would you have the power to stop me? The answer is no. Bucky didn’t deserve the witch-hunt he was faced with, and Steve was completely justified in protecting his best friend. Bucky even felt guilty about it when Tony confronted him.”

“Tony was Steve’s friend too, though.”

“Who he knew for what, five minutes?” You quip back. “If your childhood best friend made a mistake and spent his entire life in agony against his will, tried to defend himself from your new friend of two years, who would you be picking?”

“… you make a point, Choi.” He hums, nodding his head sagely. “Yeah, okay, this is good. This will get them talking.”

“And it’s perfect, because we can discuss both sides!” You smile. “Even though I’m on Bucky’s side.”

Jihoon lets out a chuckle, with a little smile on his face. “I’m happy with that idea if you are?”

“Really?” You sit up straight, blinking owlishly. “You don’t have any ideas?”

“I mean, I had a few ideas but they were all pretty one sided. This idea works well because we can say the views from both sides.”

You blink again before giving Jihoon a little smile. His heart skips a beat involuntarily. “Okay, let’s do that then.”

“I can work on the Stark side and you can work on the Barnes side and we can discuss?” Jihoon pulls out his own pen and paper, starting to jot down a few notes. “We should only do a few ideas now and next week we can meet up to watch the film to draw out some points.”

“Sounds good to me.”

You nod your head quickly as you both get to work, the only sounds between you both being your pens and the occasional clicking of the keyboard of the laptop between you both.

Every so often, Jihoon feels like he can feel your eyes on him, but every time he sneaks a glance, your eyes are firmly on your notebook, diligently writing line after line of dot points on your page. It must be his imagination.

Every few moments, he spots you reaching up and rubbing at a spot on your collarbone like you have an itch, and he feels his curiosity growing but decided to leave it be for the sake of the project.

“I heard you were helping out with auditions..” you trail off softly as you walk by Jihoon’s side, two hours after your study session had begun. The sun is setting in the sky now as you shove your hands in your pockets. You’re standing on the outer side of the sidewalk, feet ghosting over the lip of where the concrete meets the road.

“Sure am.” He drawls, kicking at a rock on the pavement. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh, no reason,” You shake your head quickly. “I was just going to ask how it’s going.” Your eyes stay focussed on your feet. Jihoon spots your neck flushing pink.

“It’s not bad.” He shrugs. “But I don’t know how you can work with some of those actors. Almost all of them can’t sing for shit.”

You let out a cough as you seemingly choke on your own saliva, a laugh escaping your throat. “They’re not that bad, Jihoon-ssi.”

Jihoon feels like it’s so formal when you address him now. There is still the occasional moment you will call him simply Jihoon, but never Oppa. Not since the incident.

“They are bad when you have to hear the same rendition of ‘Mamma Mia! Here I go again. My my, how can I resist you?’ for four hours.” He groans, your amused smile growing on your lips as he speaks. “Why didn’t any of your friends audition? They sound a whole lot better than anyone else who sang.”

At the mention of your friends, you perk up a bit. “Believe me, I’ve tried. But they’re happy in their little show choir. I insisted that they would easily get the main role if they just showed up to audition, but they argued with me every step of the way.” You sigh, shrugging your shoulders. “So, I gave up.”

“Hmm, pity.” He hums. “It would’ve been better than who they’re deciding for callbacks.”

You nod along with him, and just as you’re about to respond, Jihoon beats you to the punch.

“You would’ve been good, too.”

Your cheeks immediately flush a deep red, turning your head to look away. “Uhh, thanks.”

“I mean, it isn’t a compliment.” Jihoon retorts. Your shoulders sag. “Well, I mean… it is, I suppose.” He immediately tries to mend things. “But coming from someone who sadly has perfect pitch, you, Jeongyeon and the others were the best singers I’ve heard all month.”

“Thank you, Jihoon-ssi.” You smile softly at your soulmate before flinching and taking a quick step towards him.

You were standing a bit too close to the road as a car sped past you, almost knocking you off your feet if it wasn’t for Jihoon to catch you by the loop of your backpack. He swiftly maneuvers you to walk on the inside of the path, now standing in your original spot without blinking an eye or missing a stride.

“It’s fine.” He acts like nothing happened. “And, if it’s too much for your rehearsal, or whatever.. I’ve been trained in piano since I was in middle school. So, uh… I could play the backing track for you if you wanted to focus on singing with the girls… if you wanted.” It was his turn to turn red as he walked, stammering. He truly didn’t intend on offering this to you, he just let it slip out like word vomit. “I don’t have anything to do after school on Friday’s since Ji-ah usually leaves for her family, so I mean if you guys wanted I could help out.”

He was babbling and probably repeating himself now. Oh god, can you please shut him up.

“Oh..” your eyes are wide as you stare at him. “I mean, I can check with the girls… but are you sure? You really don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Jihoon feels it. Your nerves begin to swirl in the pit of your stomach, the doubt and worry running through you as you question everything.

“It’s fine.” He insists. “Really, I love playing the piano anyway so this is just like a holiday for me. Honest.”

“Then, yeah.. sure.” You nod slowly as your walking slows as you reach the block before your house. “I’ll ask the girls and see. Thank you.”

“Sure.” He hums, hands stuffed deep in his pockets.

“And… uh… before you leave.” You pause at your front gate. Jihoon stops and turns to face you, eyebrows raised in curiosity. “Soonie told me to ask you… usually this time of year leading up to Cheol’s birthday, we usually go on a big camping trip. This year we’re going to Busan and Jeonghan has told us to invite anyone who we think would want to go.”

You’re kicking at the invisible dust on the ground. “Soonie knew I was meeting up with you for the project so he told me to ask if you and Ji-ah want to come. It’s in a couple of weeks from now so you don’t have to decide yet, but the offer is there.”

“Oh, that sounds fun.” He nods slowly. “I’m from Busan, so that’d be nice.”

“And you guys wouldn’t have to worry about getting a ride there!” You insist quickly. “Jeonghan is hiring a bus so you guys can just tag along- wait, what did you say?”

“It’d be fun..?” Jihoon repeats himself before you let his words process through your brain. You blink and nod your head quickly.

“Oh, okay. Good.” You step inside the gate. “I’ll get Soonie to text you the details?”

“Sounds good, thanks.” Your soulmate nods again, a ghost of a smile on his face.

“Thanks for walking me home, Jihoon-ssi. Have a good night.” You bowed your head before turning around, rushing to the front door of your home.

“Goodnight.” Jihoon mumbles, the door already closed behind you. Once he knows you’re not going to go out again, he turns around and continues his walk home.

“Ladybug? Is that you?” You hear Jeonghan’s voice coming from the kitchen.

“Yeah. It’s just me, Oppa.” You call back, stepping into the room and giving him a quick hug.

“It’s late. Did you walk home on your own?” Seungcheol steps into the room at the sound of your voice, hand on his hip.

“No, I had to study with Jihoon-ssi, remember?” You lean against the counter with a little smile. “He walked me home, it’s on his way.”

“Oh, how chivalrous of him.” He cooed playfully, making you roll your eyes.

“Oh please.” You wave your hand. “He probably only did it because you would’ve murdered him if he didn’t walk me home, or had someone organized to get me.”

“This is true.” Your brother smirks, reaching out and ruffling your hair. You have a small smile on your face that doesn’t go unnoticed by Jeonghan, who watched you with a raised brow.

“Hannie-Oppa,” you turn to said man. “Jihoon and Ji-ah are confirmed to be coming to Busan too, Soonie invited them.”

“Ji-ah?” Cheol asks, tilting his head.

“His girlfriend.” You mutter, Jeonghan’s eyebrows raising so high up that he’s surprised they haven’t touched the ceiling.

Girlfriend. Interesting.

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who do you think was the boys crush growing up? i feel like both of them had a major crush on natalie portman as padme in star wars and like mila kunis as jackie in that 70s show. would love to hear your thoughts🗣️. also patrick being patrick probably had a major MAJOR crush on pamela anderson and sweet art had a crush on the teacher form matilda💜. also feel like they both had a huge crush on halle berry too

Natalie Portman is so real like I know they camped out for hours to see the midnight premiere of all three prequels. Art drove them in his brand new car to go see Revenge of the Sith since he was freshly 16 <3 I think they also share a crush on Kelly Kapowski from Saved by the Bell since they woke up and watched it every morning early before practice (Patrick also had a crush on the entire cast though Zach and Slater, Tina and ESPECIALLY Jessie because he saw her tits in Showgirls)

oughhhh god Art would SO have a crush on Miss Honey 🥺 that's literally not even a childhood crush he would want her SO BAD. I think also, like, HEAVY on Buffy, Angelina Jolie,

And for Patrick, I'm thinking Eliza Dushku in Bring it On, or any time. Elizabeth Hurley in Bejeweled. Gillian Anderson in X-Files. He would looooove male athletes too and he could pass off his interest as not being gay, he just admires their athleticism, of course.

[bloody-wonder]

book/fic acronym

thanks for tagging me @magpiefngrl 💜

rules: spell your name/url with the titles of your favorite books and/or fics📚

this was fun but much harder than i thought bc my url with its three os and a y doesn't lend itself to this kind of tag game lol but i'm nothing if not persistent😅

B boy parts by eliza clark | the book of secrets by are (thomas barrow/jimmy kent)

L a little life by hanya yanagihara | lessons by profenity (andreil)

O oglaf | of saints and sinners by morningstar_writes (radioapple)

O on the use of gerunds by fuckityfardisgetinthetardis (stuart dakin/tom irwin)

D the disorderly knights by dorothy dunnett | dream a little dream of me by architecture_in_f1ll0ry (viravos)

Y your heart inside my hands by williamshooketh (xuexiao)

W the wicked king by holly black | where all ladders start by emungere (hannigram)

O only the freaks come out at night by shippingmyarmada (harringrove)

N network effekt by martha wells | no hiding place down here by ReminiscentBells (radioapple)

D defekt by nino cipri | day six or on desire by Deanon (laurent/damen)

E empire of the vampire by jay kristoff | l'excuse by yunitsa (lymond/will)

R the ruin of gabriel ashleigh by kj charles | restoration ecology by aralias (snowbaz)

tagging @figuringthengsout @fugitoidkry @pinkasrenzo @oliviermiraarmstrongs @fandomreferencepending @sugarbabywenkexing @doh-rae-me @counterwiddershins @weirdsociology if you guys want to do this :)

[postwarlevi]

Eliza! Hi 😊

Please answer #4 and 9 💜

I don't mind long answers hehe

Hi Charlotte! How are you tonight?

4 Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?

Jean is very protective of me. If he thinks anything is bothering me he wants to help right away. This could be a work problem or something tiny that I've been overthinking or, if it ever came to it, he'd throw hands with someone. However, he finds out I'm equally protective of him, getting him out of his own head at times. I'd fight and lose for him too. He's probably the more protective one because he wants to be and I kind of like it :) but I won't hesitate to take care of him.

9 What are their thoughts on having children?

Ohhh sneaky haha okay so I have never really saw myself as a mom. More of the cool aunt. Jean wants children though. He wants his own and even mentioned adoption. It's a long talk we have to have obviously. I am more open to adoption but as we go along the thought of having kids with someone I see myself with forever becomes something I think of a lot. He's never pushed me but is thrilled when I tell him I'm ready and want to try. He then worries I'm doing it for him but I assure him this is for us. I won't go into details hehe but we wind up with 3 kids that are the light of our lives.

self ship asks

[sinclxirx]

New Opportunities

Characters: Sonya Ryan, John Clark, Domingo Chavez, Gerry Hendley, Aurelia Arnot, Dr. Harishva „Harry“ Pandey, Eliza "Ash" Cohen, Jordan Trace, mention of Jack Ryan Sr., Jack Ryan Jr., Dominic Caruso and Bartosz "Barry" Jankowski aka Midas

Warnings: mention of death by fire, anxiety, mention of torture, scars

AN: biggest thank you to @scentedcandleibex 💜 I couldn't have done it without you

picture credit to the rightful owners

Sonya wasn‘t expecting much this Sunday morning as she walked through the empty corridors of her workplace. The Campus, was an “off the books” intelligence organization and private military company that was established by her father, Jack Ryan Sr., back in 2001 when he was the president of The United States.

As Sonya walked into the office, she realized that this Sunday morning, the office was pretty full, as everyone had the weekend off, due to their last mission in South Korea. Sonya and her twin brother, Jack Ryan, decided to stay up that night and work on some stuff that had been overdue. That morning, they both realized they needed some papers that were in the office. Sonya decides that she will be the one to get the papers, and get some breakfast for her and her brother, Jack, while she is out. Sonya was more than happy to get some fresh waffles from one of her favorite bakeries, along with getting some good tea.

Sonya now sees a random man and woman standing and hanging out in front of her boss’ office. The woman looked to be in her early thirties and had long red hair and sunglasses. The man had short hair and glasses that looked to be out of some sort of Steampunk book or movie. And he was HOT. Sonya could feel herself growing uncomfortable at these thoughts. It was at this moment that Sonya realized that she never put any make-up on today, the scars and runes on her face being more noticeable (though even with make-up, Sonya’s scars and rune would be noticeable given how deep they are), Sonya cursed to herself at her sudden realization. Sonya’s scars were daily reminders of how she was not able to save her late husband from his terrible and tragic fate. Sonya walks to her computer, nodding to the man and woman, greeting the two. The man and woman looked unfazed at Sonya’s appearance, the two nodding back.

While looking for the documents that Sonya and her brother needed, she could sense the red haired woman studying her. Despite the red-haired woman’s shades, her gaze was intense. “Can I help you with something, ma’am?” Sonya questions. The shaded red-haired woman tilts her head to the side. “Yeah… sure.” The woman then takes a short breath. “You’re Sonya Ryan, right?” The man’s head turns towards the red-haired woman, a mix of shock and confusion written on his face. “Oh no…” Sonya mumbles to herself, surprised that anyone in the office this Sunday morning actually knew her name. The red-haired woman nodded to the man that was standing beside her, and knocked on the door that they were standing in front of, opening it. Sonya could hear their voices fading as the man and woman entered the room. After a few moments, Sonya leaves the room.

As Sonya continued to look for the files that her and her twin needed, Jon Clark stepped into the room. The female Ryan twin looking at him confused. John Clark had told her that he was going to take the weekend off and do something with his wife since he doesn’t get to spend too much time with her anymore. He was so serious about spending time with his wife, but yet he was there at the office.

“Hey, John, is everything alright? Why are you here?” Sonya’s voice was full of concern as the questions left her lips. “I could ask you the same question! It’s a Sunday, but yet you’re here at the office.” John questions back towards Sonya. Sonya scratches her head. “Umm… yeah… so…” Sonya stammers. “Me and Jack are trying to fish up some things…” This causes Clark to sigh loudly and shake his head. “Sonya, please, it’s Sunday, I told you and your brother to take a break.” The older man speaks as he walks towards her. “And now here you are, at your desk, searching for some folders.” Clark’s words cause Sonya to think for a moment. Maybe she did need a break. Especially after all of the long missions that she’s been on over a short period of time. The first mission was in China, the next mission was in South America, the last one being in Serbia. This life wasn’t easy and was far from being safe. One of her teammates had gotten shot during the mission in South America and almost died in the middle of the jungle. Sonya thought about everything for a moment, when she remembered about the two strangers whom she had seen in front of her boss’ office. “Those people over there, who are they?” Sonya asks cautiously. “They’re with Rainbow.” Clark answers. “With Rainbow? But, I thought…” Before Sonya can finish her sentence, John Clark stops her. “Yeah, Rainbow is back.” Sonya sensed that John had wanted to tell her more, but something stopped him from doing so. Something was definitely going on, and Sonya didn’t know if it was a good or bad sign. Two operators being here at the office, that was something big. John Clark was the leader and founder of Rainbow for years, maybe they wanted him back?

Fuck!

“You are not leaving us!” Clark looked at her, stunned. Before John could find the right words to finish his sentence, another surprise came out of the room. Domingo Chavez, John Clark’s son-in-law and another former member of Rainbow. He was one of the leaders of the two teams that Rainbow had at the time. “Come on Sonya, we need to talk.” Clark says, a trace of uncertainty in his voice. This was odd for Clark as he usually hid his feelings pretty well adapting into a situation. “About what?” “Just come into the office.”

In her boss’ office were three people with two empty chairs beside them, most likely for Clark and Chavez. Her boss, Gerry Hendley, sat behind his desk, Aurelia Arnot sitting in front of him. The Ryan twin knew the older woman because of her father. When Sonya’s father was still president, she had met several hundreds of politicians, among them being Aurelia Arnot. Behind Arnot was a man, a man that was younger than her. In the man’s lap was a notepad, where Sonya could see that he had already taken some notes on it. Clark then brought in a chair for Sonya into the room, the young woman sat down and thanked Clark.

“Hello, Miss Ryan. Long time no see.” Arnot greeted as Sonya sat next to her.

Sonya sat in the chair beside Arnot, Clark and Chavez sitting behind the two women. Arnot took the lead and spoke again. “I heard about your husband, and I’m deeply sorry. I heard a lot of good things about him” Sonya took a deep breath at the woman’s words. She could feel Clark shift behind her.

“Thank you. He was a good man…” The widow murmured about her husband. Her husband’s death that fell in the hands of this cult, was the most traumatizing thing she had to endure. Sometimes Sonya could still hear his screams. Sometimes she could still smell the odor of his burning flesh. Sonya then noticed the unknown man in the room jotting something down on his notepad.

“Has Mr. Clark already told you about this?”

“That leads me to my question, what on Earth is going on here?”

“It’s about Rainbow.” Clark states.

“I don’t understand. Clark nor Chavez are leaving for Rainbow, so what is this meeting about?”

“I’ll make my explanation of this situation short. I am the current leader of Rainbow, Rainbow starting up again in 2015 after a few attacks around the globe. As of now, we have different teams in different countries. Countries like Germany, Russia, England, and America with the FBI.” After the older woman’s statement, the room became tense.

“And right now, I’m currently looking for more people with different abilities and gadgets to join our team, and Clark gave me a few candidates.” “So, this is about Midas?” A former member of Delta Force. He was the leader of his own team, but later retired and joined Campus. He is the living definition of badass but he didn’t have any gadgets. Sonya didn’t get an answer to her question, so she brought up more candidates.

“Caruso?” Her cousin. “Jack?” Sonya asked, but she still didn’t receive an answer. Midas was a perfect candidate for this role. Even Caruso was perfect, with him being an FBI agent with several years of experience. Jack was an analyst and an operating officer. He was trained by a former Rainbow operator several years back. He was also a big part of the Campus.

There was a pause in the room. The Ryan twin could feel the tension rising. She could feel that Clark and Chavez were growing uncomfortable behind her. That was when she realized it. The instinct she got from her time as an FBI agent kicked in. Sonya’s mood changed rapidly.

No… goddamn it Clark!

Sonya turns around in her chair, eyes filled with hate and anger. “Fuck you, Clark!” were the first words she spat out. Not Midas or even Clark would be joining Rainbow. She, Sonya Ryan, was on the list and was the one selected. She was so angry with him, even though he was her mentor and good friend, right now she just saw him as a huge idiot.

“No!” Sonya screamed, filling like he was screaming at the world. “I’m not going to join Rainbow.” Sonya states, turning around in her chair.

“Sonya, please-” Clark started, but Sonya was fast to shut him up.

Aurelia looked at her, her face showing no surprise. She expected this answer. “Sonya, please, I selected you because of your gadgets and abilities. You’re perfect for this position.”

“No, I’m not!” Sonya could see through her teary eyes, the man taking more notes on this notepad.

Her gadgets being perfect for Rainbow? Her abilities? Now that was the funniest thing that Sonya had ever heard. A gadget whose only purpose was to block an open door with electricity. Nothing too special really, especially nothing special for Rainbow. No purpose for this elite organization.

Sonya could feel panic rising in her chest. The same feeling she had when her and her late husband realized he was going to die. That he would die a painful death. That she could do nothing to save him. That she would see his flesh melting in front of her. Sonya could feel her ears starting to ring and a nauseous feeling in her stomach. To Sonya, this situation felt unfair. Midas, a former Delta Force, would be much better for this position. Hell, even her own twin brother would’ve been a much better choice than her.

“I’m sorry, Miss Arnot…” Sonya began with teary eyes. “I-I’m not perfect for this job. I’m still not mentally suitable for this sort of job. Thank you for the kind offer, but I have to decline.” Sonya then stood up, just wanting to run away from this situation. Right now, she wanted nothing more than to just go home, take a shower and sleep. “We can help you with anything you need. Teeth, scars, mental stability, we have trained professionals ready to help.” Miss Arnot then reaches into her pocket and pulls out a business card. “Feel free to call me anytime.”

The only thing Sonya could do was nod. Sonya took the card the Arnot gave to her, and said her goodbyes before leaving the room. The two Rainbow operators were still waiting in the same spot as before Sonya’s meeting. Without any hesitation, Sonya took all of her stuff from her office and left the building.

Tag list: @unpetitoiseau @poisonedtruth @infinitewhore @scentedcandleibex

[blusilurus]

juuust a couple of story questions that have

so the DS: Purple trio met at school as teachers, DS: Blkue met in a library during high school (or college?), but I don't think it's ever been said how the DS: Pink trio met?

so did Claudia meet Justice and Amsguard in college like Eliza (assuming Claudia made friends with Eliza in college and not high school) or did they all meet each other earlier?

and also for the funny! I misread Amsguards likes and thought it said he liked "cactus soup". is cactus soup a thing? would he consume it if it WAS a thing? What is his personal food critic rating of cactus soup?

(the yearbook interviewer in me emerged here, WHOOPS)

OOO SURE-

💜Ok so for the DS:Purple Trio Dally and Marina (currently) knew each other briefly in high school, but then have a sort on/off again during college until they’re together. Dally then meets Oden at work/as teachers! Sometimes I think about reworking Dally and Marinas first meet time (maybe not till college) but overall thats theirs!

🩵DS:Blue are all highschool! Damian and Kyle are longtime childhood friends. Then Damian meets Kaya in the school library and introduces her and Kyle.

🩷DS:Pink has Claudia, Amsgard and Justice all being highschool friends! Amsgard has a sibling dynamic with Claudia- Justice and Claudia date since highschool. Claudia meets Eliza in college and they’re roomates turned close friends!

As you can see theres a lot of highschool friendships in the story this is partially due to me writing the chunk of the base story when I was also in highschool/fresh into college. Now that times passed thats why sometimes I think of shaking them up a bit like DS:Purples since them meeting earlier then college doesn’t really make a difference! DS:Pink is so rough writing wise LOL so that one can be anyones guess in the long run!

Omg cactus soup he’d definitely try it! It seems to be a thing (Nopal Soup)? I’d imagine he’d praise it for its flavor and health benefits (aside from his own bias to anything cactus LOL)

[snowblack-charcoalwhite]

Quick thoughts after watching The Last Kingdom 2x2 (and some rambling on the side)

I love Hild

Uhtred`s eyelashes are something else

Halig`s 'Do you need to shit or not?' is one of the funniest lines in the series so far. The delivery`s just 🤣

Uhtred and Gisela have a nice chem, I quite like them together

Sihtric is SO likeable

I LOVE HILD

Beocca is breaking my heart (also a little throwback: I didn`t expect him to say THAT to Skorpa back in S1 but YAY)

Uhtred`s got PRESENCE now! Good for you, man

I missed Alfred`s fam💜 Yes, even Aelswith:) Eliza Butterworth, you ARE a queen

I haven`t really formed my opinion on Gisela`s character yet. She`s well-loved in the fandom from what I understand but I`d rather reserve my judgment for later. I mean, she IS likeable, but given how utterly brilliant the majority of TLK characters are she`ll need to be more than that to stand out (speaking of: did I mention I LOVE HILD?)

Disclaimer: nothing in the previous statement implies that I ship Uhtred with Hild and want Gisela to get out of the picture so they could be together or something like that. I just LOVE Hild, ok?

During the episode: Guthred is getting on my nerves. I mean, he`s a good character, completely human and all that, but I`d really like to smack him with a wet rag. After the episode: You know what, dude, I checked the number of the episodes you`re in and let me tell you I`M NOT SORRY IN THE SLIGHTEST YOU MISERABLE RAT

But also: slavery? Finan? FINAN?!

Odda the Younger: dies in Season 1. Me: Oh, who am I gonna hate with a visceral passion now? Abbot Eadred:

Sidenote: I`m 100% with @lonnson about TLK being superior to HotD. Like don`t even try to compare them (not that I`m actually trying to forbid someone to do this but come on). As much as it pains me to say that (because I`m way too invested in this damn dragon show for my own good), IMO the only truly great things about HotD are:

the acting, and TLK is still superior here because absolutely EVERYONE is giving their all, no matter the screentime and the degree of character development. Meanwhile in HotD: Baela? Rhaena (right, they were butchered by the script, but still)? Adult (sorta) Jacaerys (Harry, I expect more from you next season)?

dynamics between certain characters, and once again TLK beats the absolute crap out of HotD here. Plus the best dynamics in the latter are THAT compelling mainly thanks to the acting and not the script

the score. Well, this is the one aspect where HotD prevails for me. TLK score is amazing as well, very organic and atmospheric, but I just can`t resist Ramin Djawadi`s magic, I guess

[sungbeam]

so I'm somewhat new to your blog, and this is the first time I've sent an ask, and the reason I feel so compelled to do so now is bc I just reread Simple Gifts and WOW. It was the first fic I've read by you, (followed closely by Party People which effectively made me fall in love with Jacob bae 😩) and I'm literally still so obsessed with it. The way you write chanhee literally breathes life into me. I don't usually reread things bc I literally do not have the attention span read anything I've already read twice in a year, but I thought about how happy it made me when I read it so I decided it wouldn't hurt to try. And boy am I smiling like idiot. It’s so wonderful and I truly think it has healing properties. That being said, I've read many of your tbz fics at this point, and I can really feel the heart you put into every fic. Even you really angsty Changmin fics (what is your beef with this man 😭😭😭 lol) I did cry when I read Ghost of You, thank you for asking.

Im sorry this is kinda long but, I just have so much love for your writing 💜💜💜.

My name's Eliza btw 🥰

help??? THANK YOU?? ELIZA, you have effectively made my morning and a dozen other mornings (´Д⊂ヽ anyone talking about party people makes me happy, but people talking about SIMPLE GIFTS AND GHOST OF YOU TOO??? do u know the key to my heart bc clearly you have it 😭💖 and the fact that you REREAD simple gifts too? let me SMOOCH YOU OMG (consensually) and pls yes i absolutely love love love writing chanhee :')) i have such a soft spot for him idk TT he always gets the best lines and roles in all my fics and you'll prob see it in my other fics <//3 im so beyond happy you think it has healing properties omg im tearing up 😭

.......okay listen 😭😭 my beef with sir ji changmin is that he's a homewrecker akcnksjfkd and i just like making my men UBER angsty 🤡 so,, uhm sorry !! idk bro i just like making that man be emotionally constipated cuz low-key that's me LOL (btw u asking me what my beef w changmin is literally made me laugh-cry /pos, no one's ever properly called me out on it yet except for my mutuals 🤣🤣)

with that being said, i appreciate long asks so no need to apologize, really!! 💖 i see your long ask and raise you with a long answer 😋🫂 have a nice day, night, LIFE, ELIZA !! hope to chat w you again thank u sm 💖💖

[canirove]

Red & Blue | Chapter 9

Author's note: A little heads up just in case 😉 Yes, there is a stylist on this chapter. No, she is not inspired on Carlotta in any shape or form. In fact, she is mentioned on a future chapter.

And, as always, thank you for reading and for your nice comments! 💜

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Masterlist

After our time in Ibiza, is time to go back to work. I trained a few times with Mason, going for a run around the villa where he and his family were staying, and also did some yoga and pilates with the girls. But it wasn’t enough to not get my ass kicked on the first day.

"I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow" I say when we make it into the changing room, falling on the bench. "Even my lashes hurt."

"You should get used to the feeling" Leah says, also trying to catch her breath.

"Of my lashes hurting?" I ask.

"Of not being able to walk the day after."

"I don't get it, Leah" I say, struggling to take off my t-shirt.

"I was trying to make a joke about you and your Chelsea boy, but I guess we both are too tired for that."

"You are the worst" I say, hitting her with my t-shirt now that I'm finally free of it.

"Eww, disgusting."

"As if yours smelled any better" I say, laughing.

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Once our pre-season tour is over (this year we went to the United States with the men’s team), it's time to plan the season with my own team. We always get together around this time of the year, making balance of what happened last season, talking about how we can improve it or keep it going, and also discussing new brand deals and opportunities.

"Where do you want to start? Cool jobs or meh ones?" my assistant Eliza asks.

"A mix" I say.

"Ok. Let's start with a cool one. Karlie Kloss has offered to send us some clothes from her new Adidas collection, and she would like to see you wear them on an Instagram post."

"Wait. Karlie Kloss?" 

"Yep" Eliza says. "This one is a yes, isn't?"

"Of course it is! You know I've been a fan of hers for years!" Besides football, fashion is my other passion. But I don’t like just the clothes. I also love checking all the campaigns, watching the different fashion shows, and following some of the models’ careers.

We keep going through other offers, some of them really interesting, others not making any sense.

"I've left the most interesting one for last" Eliza says. "Just yesterday I got a call from GQ. They want you on the cover of their December issue, just before the World Cup. You, and Mason Mount."

"Me and who?" I say, almost choking with my drink.

"You are friends, aren't you?"

"Yes, we are. But why us?"

"Because you are the future and present of English football, and that's the idea they have for the issue. Other players will be part of it. I've heard Bukayo and Leah have received an offer. Declan Rice too."

"And they want to do a photoshoot?" I ask.

"Photoshoot and interview. The usual. Maybe some social media content too."

"Of us. Together."

"Yes" Eliza says. "I think it's a great opportunity, you shouldn't say no. And you and Mount have chemistry, I saw you on that video arguing about superheroes. It'll be fun, and it will sell."

"Do you know if his team has said yes?"

"They have."

"Then I guess I can't say no" I sigh.

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The photoshoot takes place in Wembley, and a huge team is working with us. I'm having a coffee out on the pitch with Eliza, waiting while everything is being set, when Mason arrives.

"What the fuck are you wearing?" I say, not being able to contain my laugh.

"Why? What’s wrong with it?" he says, looking down at his clothes.

"You look ridiculous" I say, still laughing.

"He looks cool and trendy" a girl says behind him.

"I call it the ugliest tracksuit I've ever seen. And does it have... sequins?" I say, getting closer to him.

"As if your outfit was any better" the girl says again. "Jeans and a white t-shirt? And probably from Zara when you could wear Gucci. I thought you were a star."

"Zoe..." Mason warns her.

"That's what people say. And yes, I'm wearing Zara jeans, super comfy."

"Basic" Zoe says again.

"Comfy" I shrug.

"Why don't we go inside, uh?" Eliza says. "They are probably waiting for us."

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Once hair and make-up are done, I get changed on my first outfit and go outside into the pitch again. Mason is already there, that girl Zoe nowhere to be found.

"Who was that?" I ask him when we are left alone while the team works on the final touches.

"Zoe, my stylist" he says with a shy smile.

"And what is she doing here?"

"We were allowed to bring someone from our team, and she wanted to come. To get inspired, she said."

"I don't think this is her style seeing what she put you in today" I say with a little laugh.

"It wasn't that bad."

"It was, Mason. It was. I'm still recovering from looking at those shinny crosses the tracksuit had." 

"I'll remember to not wear it again if you are around" he says with a smile, the one with the dimple.

"Thank you" I reply. "And sorry if I was rude earlier. I hadn't seen Zoe or even known who she was. I was just making fun of you like we usually do."

"It's fine, don't worry. She'll get over it."

"Ok, guys. We are ready!" the photographer says, making us focus on our job today.

The shoot goes pretty fast despite the constant changes of outfits and locations around the stadium. Mason and I spend most part of the time making jokes, enjoying our time together.

"It's been a pleasure working with you, guys" the photographer says when we are done. "The chemistry between you two is simply amazing."

"Thank you" Mason says. I also mutter something like a thank you, feeling my face getting hot. Why am I blushing? Because he has said there is chemistry between Mason and I? It is not the first time someone mentions it. Though it is the first time a stranger does it.

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I’m back on my own clothes and ready to leave when I see Zoe focused on typing something on her phone.

“Zoe, hey” I say.

“Hello” she says, not lifting her eyes from her phone.

“I just wanted to apologize for what happened earlier. I didn’t know who you were and I was just messing with Mason like I always do.”

“He hasn’t told you about me?” she says, finally looking me in the face.

“He hasn’t, no.”

“Uh” she says. “Cute tho.”

“Cute?”

“Yeah. He wants to keep it private, just for those close to us.”

“I don’t understand” I say.

“Us. Our relationship” she says with a big smile before leaving.

Zoe and Mason? Together? What?

[miras-ash]

It's fanfiction time!

Disclaimer before you read! This story is probably super unrealistic especially the characters of Mira and Ash. Overall it's a dramatic mess. So reading on ur own risk. Have fun💜🧡

Chapter 1 of "Just as the stars love the night"

Mira's pov

"Everyone on alert! There has been an incident. Security code red is being initiated, I repeat security code red." Hibana's voice came through my com.

I looked up from my laptop and saw a few colleagues jump up and immediately drop everything to go to their designated posts. I shut down everything in the lab and then quickly made my way to our briefing room. Whatever had caused Code Red had lousy timing. I was just getting ready for the upcoming onboarding of a new operator for Viperstrike.

Once in the room, I sat down in the last empty seat between Jackal and Dokaebi.

"Hey, do you guys know what's going on? Why Code Red and where is Yumiko? Shouldn't she be here first to brief us? Even Harry isn't here."

The two of them seemed as clueless as me and the rest of the troupe.

After a while some of us got restless and started speculating, whatever was going on here was not normal.

Half an eternity and many speculations later the door opened and Hibana came in, silently she walked past us to her place at the top of the table but she did not sit down. Her eyes were red and glassy and something about her look scared me to death. There weren't many reasons to upset her, unless it was something really serious.

The conversations in the room abruptly stopped and all eyes were on our squad leader.

Her voice was loud and clear, yet you could hear the shaky undertone.

"Team, as you know I have ordered Code Red for us here and that includes Wolfguard, Ghosteyes and Redhammer. They are being informed on current events at the same time as you right now. Something terrible has happened. Our esteemed friend and leader of Team Rainbow Harishva "Harry" Pandey was recently found dead in his home and the circumstantial evidence points 100% to murder."

Shocked looks and exclamations went around the room but immediately died down as Hibana raised her hand and pointed to the screen behind her.

"Bodycam footage was found on him from our active squad that was on duty at the time of the crime to interdict the Nighthaven arms trade. Among them: Thermite, Ash, Sledge, Zofia and Caveira."

She started the recording and dropped exhausted into her chair.

Spellbound and by now nervous, I stared at the screen. Why should we watch the footage, what did it all have to do with Harry?

A horrible thought formed in my head and I tried to push it away and concentrate on the video.

At first nothing too exciting happened, just an ordinary mission from Jordan's point of view. They worked precisely and exemplarily as a unit under Thermite's leadership.

They took out the guards, entered the warehouse and made their way through enemy territory until they got all the gun runners. Through Jordan's bodycam, I could suddenly spot them. Ash; Eliza. My rival, friend and wonderful wife.

She reached out her hand to Thermite to pull him to his feet as his gaze, and with it the image, turned to something else. Only briefly could the timer be seen on whose display a clock was still counting down a few seconds. Jordan shouted to Eliza and the others to run. The image was blurred by the movements, then a loud bang and that was it. The connection was lost.

Still in shock I looked out into the crowd, had they seen the same thing or had I just imagined it. I had so many questions but couldn't get a word out, but I didn't have to. Doka next to me said what we were all wondering.

"And what about the squad now? Do we have any information, where are they now, are they okay?"

It was only now that I noticed that Hibana was facing the screen the entire time and when she turned around it was clear why.

Even though she was really trying to control herself you could clearly see the traces of fresh tears and when she started to speak her voice sounded rough and broken.

"We had a brief radio communication with Thermite earlier, he was able to make an emergency call. He's fine under the circumstances, probably took a beating but he'll survive. Sledge is worse, he is being flown here to Herford Hospital and will have emergency surgery. Cav and Zofia barely got hit, they probably managed to escape through an upper window into a blind spot of the explosion and... and Ash... "

Hibana slapped her hands over her mouth to suppress a defiantly audible sob before continuing.

"Ash... she was thrown against something by the force of the explosion and buried under collapsing rubble. That was the last Jordan saw of her. After he regained consciousness, he and Zofia tried to get back into the burning building and get her, but it was too late. Everything was on fire and half the roof had already fallen down, they couldn't save her..."

No, no that couldn't be, that just couldn't be true. Eliza was still alive, I just knew that, she wouldn't just leave me like that. We had talked on the phone this morning, she had told me we would meet again in a few days when the Nighthaven thing was off the table.

"Are you sure?" What's the latest? "

Breathing heavily, I stood up and slowly walked forward while most eyes were on me.

Hibana's information was surely outdated again at this point and they had long since found her, she was surely on her way to the hospital as well, on her way to me.

"Mira, I know how hard this is for you, for me as well. She is, was my best friend but that doesn't change anything anymore."

I didn't want to hear all of that, she was wrong, she had to be wrong.

By now I was standing in front of her.

"Yumiko come on, you know Eliza. She knows how to take care of herself and gets out of any situation. Maybe she wasn't hit by debris at all and just got out the other side of the building, or maybe she's just trapped and is being freed right now."

I tried to talk myself out of it all and imagined the wildest fantasies of how to make it out of such a situation, a big part of me even believed it, anything was better than the opposite.

"Elena, no. They found her, she's dead."

"You're lying, why are you doing this?"

I grew louder with each word and two hands grabbed me by the shoulders, probably to hold me back in the trap. Had everyone gone crazy now, was I the crazy one?

"Then show it to me, I want to see it with my own eyes!

Hibana shook her head and sank back into her chair.

"No you don't, you want to remember her as she really was, otherwise you'll never get rid of that image when you think of her."

"Please, I need to see it. How else could I believe that she really isn't here anymore."

By now tears were streaming down my face and my hands were shaking when she finally handed me her tablet with the recording of Zofia's bodycam.

She carefully walked through the smoldering and still partly burning debris of the old factory building, they had obviously had to wait until the fire had died down. Beside her a strongly taken Thermite called constantly for Eliza and that chased me a shiver by the whole body. The two searched for a while until Thermite called Zofia to him from a little further away.

"Zofia you have to help me, I think I found her!"

Together the two stood in front of a pile of heavy beams that lay on top of each other and only with effort they managed to push them away one after the other. With each piece they moved, the stone in my chest grew heavier and heavier.

With a dull sound they heaved the last beam away and Jordan was right, they had found her.

I sank to my knees, still holding the tablet with the last image. She was right, I would never forget this image, but it was the only way I could really know.

Eliza was dead.

[justasightseer]

Just finished watching Seven Kings Must Die. My thoughts are a bit all over the place as I watched it over the course of 10 days but here are some of my thoughts/queries, in no particular order.

ALDHELM SHOULD BE BURIED IN MERCIA!I want the Mercian army and people to be able to celebrate and grieve him, and to be buried in the land that he loved so much!!! Also, it absolutely broke my heart to see him die, I LOVED HIM SO MUCH. Probably what pissed me off the most is that he didn't even get a quick or honourable death. Hanging is a slow and painful death and my sweet love didn't deserve that 😭. RIP my beloved, even though you gave your life for England, you will always be every breath a Mercian. 💜⚔️

"WHERE IS SIHTRIC's FAMILY???" I think the writers didn't want them killed in the attack because that would be too brutal BUT they'd already escaped the slaughter in Rumcofa so it would have been a bit too ridiculous to have them escape this as well. Thus, they cut them completely. Just my thoughts but I think this explains it completely.

Where are all the women in the show though? One of the strengths of TLK is its diverse, interesting and realistic female characters so it was really odd to not have any of our female faves around. I know that Eliza and Stephanie weren't available but it was very odd that we didn't even get a mention of Stiorra (who was pretty much a main character in S5) and we got one of Young Uhtred, who I'm glad is living his best life as a ✨scholar✨. Beocca would be proud (and Alfred skshjsajshh).

YOUNG RAGNAR IS IN VALHALLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't care if they couldn't get the actor or it was a deliberate removal but my teddy bear Dane is IN VALHALLA ODINDAMMIT!!! Brida saw him in Valhalla when she was dying so he is in Valhalla. I will accept nothing else.

I have no interest in critically examining the movie at this time, for now it lives in my head and heart as the final installment of my favourite show which is perfect and flawless and amazing. However, the antagonists were really underwhelming in this, possibly because of the time crunch of a movie as opposed to a full series. Something I've always adored about TLK is the way the antagonists have never been villains (at least to me). I've always been able to understand their motives and empathize a little, even when I wasn't rooting for them. This is the first time in my memory that I skipped scenes whilst watching TLK reactions but I really couldn't being myself to listen to the bad guy in his scenes with the kings. Did not care about or for him in the slightest but he performed his role adequately, I guess.

No Alfred cameo like I'd hoped but tbh, I was too emotionally invested in the movie to care as much as I thought I would, which is a really good thing. Appreciated the cameo of his tomb though (the scene where Uhtred and Aethelstan fight in the Winchester Palace).

Is this Harry Gilby's first sex-implied scene? He's so young, I just wondered. Has nothing to do with anything, just a thought. Cool that it's on TLK, if it is.

As aggravating as Aethelstan was, I was quite hurt that his innocence was being taken advantage of, even though he was being more stupid than he really should have been. It's never been this bad in the House of Wessex that a leader has followed his heart (and other bits of his anatomy) with such blind fervour, but he also is the least emotionally-constipated so I guess it makes sense 🤷

Harry Gilby KILLED IT though. Boy can acttttttttt. Those puppy dog eyes nearly killed me lmaoo.

I was a MESS when I thought they'd killed Pyrlig, my heart almost gave out lmao. That being said, it's kind of disappointing that none of our faves died in that battle. I'm not complaining, but I lowkey am. I guess we didn't have time to grieve because it was a movie.

Alfweard AND Osbert were UNNECESSARILY HOT in this 😭😭. When I saw Alfweard with a decent haircut and a tiny bit of stubble, I was like okayyyyyyyyy. Looking very respectfully, but looking nonetheless 👀

I may or may not have been calling for Ingilmundr's castration during the final battle. Definitely cheered when Dane Spy Girl got hit, IMO she got off too lightly for what she did to my beloved Aldhelm.

"My most noble friend, Lord Aldhelm" This was so sweet 🥰😊😚

The scene where Sihtric and Finan meet Uhtred at Winchester and go up to hug him and SIHTRIC PUTS HIS FOREHEAD TO UHTRED'S gets me every single time. I'm going to miss these sweet men and their forehead touches so much 😭😭

I had a feeling Finan's wife was going to die because Arnas lowkey spoiled it, but I wasn't expecting the twist.

[absentia-if]

Wanted to do something special for you all and thought of this…

Send in a heart for which character line you’d like to see:

❤️ = Fluff Line

💜 = Spicy Line

💙 = Hurt/Comfort Line

💔 = Angst Line

🧡 = Platonic Line

All the characters are allowed (ROs, The Kidnapper, Oliver/Eliza, Gabby, etc). And if you’d like to add a scenario that they’re responding to within the ask feel more than welcome to do so.

[hanafubukki]

I posted 11,410 times in 2022

That's 6,692 more posts than 2021!

1,093 posts created (10%)

10,317 posts reblogged (90%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 3,135 of my posts in 2022

#answered - 543 posts

#hanas thoughts - 531 posts

#anonie ask - 281 posts

#time zone reblog - 238 posts

#twisted wonderland - 235 posts

#disney tw spoilers - 176 posts

#💜convert anon - 143 posts

#twisted wonderland x reader - 114 posts

#english twisted wonderland spoilers - 81 posts

#disney tw - 80 posts

Longest Tag: 130 characters

#@garmadorkowo for this lolol our fun conversations inspired this and i just love it andethought it applies here 💕💕💕🌸🌸🌸☺️☺️☺️

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Tsum Tsums

~*Prefect giving all the love and attention to the Twst Tsum Tsums*~

Ace: Why do they get all the attention? 

YN/MC/Yuu: Because they are adorable and they don’t cause me any trouble. 

Epel: You've known them only for a day! 

YN/MC/Yuu: Which is better than any of you. A day doesn't go by that one of you don’t cause trouble for me. 

Twst Boys: *Grumbles*

2,842 notes - Posted July 5, 2022

#4

Ghost Marriage

~*In an AU where the Prefect was kidnapped*~

Twst Boys: Give back our Prefect!

Eliza: You can’t have them! They are my perfect partner!

YN/MC/Yuu: I’ll fight for my own hand in marriage!

Twst Boys & Eliza: *Disappointed*

Grim: Nyahaha~ My henchman rejected all of you! 

2,973 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

#3

Camp Vargas

Vargas: You can’t use magic for these tasks. 

Twst Boys: That just makes everything harder!

YN/MC/Yuu: I am going to enjoy watching them struggle. 

3,759 notes - Posted September 18, 2022

#2

Happy Bean’s Day

*Sounds of bean shooters could be heard*

YN/MC/Yuu: *Shooting at Pomefiore and Savanaclaw students* Why are you running now?! Is it because we are on an even ground now? Come back here you limp noodle!

Cater: *Recording for Magicam*

YN/MC/Yuu: HAHAHAHAHA

*Meanwhile on the sidelines*

Trey: You should discipline your students better if the Prefect, of all people, are going after them like this.

Vil and Leona: ...  

4,175 notes - Posted April 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Life Changing Field Trip

~*After Book 6*~

Malleus: Child of Man?

YN/MC/Yuu: Yes, Tsunotarou?

Malleus: *Pouts* When is our life changing field trip? Everyone else went on one with you.

YN/MC/Yuu: *Feels tired to the bone* Give me a week to sleep everything off and then we can go on one Tsunotarou. 

Malleus: *Happy dragon fae noises*

4,211 notes - Posted May 21, 2022

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[corroded-hellfire]

Baby kicks blurb

This is so sweet and wholesome!😭 He’s a nervous wreck and so cute and I can’t handle it!

“You squeeze your husband’s hand, and he bends down to kiss your forehead. “Look what we made,” he murmurs,” 😩🥹🥰

“I think you’d be a mushroom. ‘Cause you're a fun guy!” Luke and his little shenanigans 😂

Your bump has just started becoming noticeable through your clothes, and Eddie took every opportunity that he could to stare at it. Seeing the reminder that you’re carrying his baby made him so giddy.  😭😭😭

“No, I wanna see. As long as you promise it doesn’t hurt,” Ryan says, turning to you.” The absolute sweetest boys🥹

“I’m your big brother,” Ryan continues. “Well, the older one. I can’t believe you’re my baby sister in there.” 

“I know you’re a girl, but maybe you’ll like my Hot Wheels, too.” “Thought you weren’t going to share with her?” Eddie asks, raising an eyebrow. “This is between me and my sister,” Luke says, causing you to slap a hand over your mouth to keep from laughing. “If Dad’s too old, I can teach you lots of fun stuff. Like sports and bikes and different games.”

“Good night, Mama Munson.” His hand travels to the swell of your belly as he adds, “and good night, Eliza.”

THIS SWEET LITTLE FAMILY OWNS MY SOUL, I AM OBSESSED YOUR HONOR.😭😍

@corroded-hellfire @munson-blurbs 😍💗

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I am so glad you love this little gang! Bug and I have the most fun writing them. Thank you for reading and sending in such wonderful responses 💜