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whatsk-poppinhomies · 6 months

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Pairing : Idol!Song Mingi x F!Reader TW : reader is an internatiol ATINY ; nationality unspecified ; pure angst ; long distance relationship ; arguing ; disastrous break up ; heartbreak ; it's just sad ; he's a little bit, slightly yandere ; Word Count : 8.0k A/N : Mingi angst!! Yay! Haven't written for ATEEZ in a good bit! This one is fun! I have full control and I love it! Time for some heartbreak!! This turned a little yandere... But I hope you still like it! Also, I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'm trying to write as much as I can! Request : Anonny : hi! I was wondering if you could do a mingi angst! I've been reading your angst fics and well just your gifs for like the past year and never had the courage to ask until now! I don't really have specifics and you could just do whatever you want with plot wise or something! I haven't thought about plot and stuff yet, just mingi angst 😭

The last fancall, it was kind of sad, but in a way, also relieving. They got to just relax after this call, they didn’t have to try to understand what an international fan was saying, not that it was a problem, but it was hard, although they’d never expect anyone to learn Korean just for them. They all loved talking to ATINY though, even if it were just a few, they got to personally get to know them for a minute or two, they got to joke with them, laugh with them, even playfully flirt with them. It was just nice to have some kind of interaction with the fans that brought them to where they were today.

It was your first fancall, you weren’t even sure how you had gotten so lucky to be chosen, but you had been, and when you got the email you screamed so loud that your neighbor started banging on the walls. Something as small as a video call, but it was huge to you, it felt like a dream. Surely, anyone who wasn’t a fan of k-pop wouldn’t understand, they’d probably think you were crazy for getting so excited over something like this… But this just might be the closest you’d ever get to any of them, and it would most definitely be the only time you ever got to talk to them.

You had done your hair and your makeup and you had changed your outfit about six times before settling on something more casual. It’s not like any of them would remember you anyway, and you weren’t even upset about that, you were just glad to be able to have this opportunity… an opportunity that had you so insanely flustered that you could barely even speak when Hongjoong showed up on your screen.

How embarrassing it was to sit in front of your favorite idols, not all of them at once, but one by one, they all got to look at you and see you looking so absolutely enamored that they were in fact actual people. The most you could get out was a ‘hello’, and even that was kind of squeaky and they would laugh, which in turn would make you more shy. They were all so nice though, asking you what your favorite song was and who your bias is, even though you couldn’t seem to find your voice. You wondered if things like this happened often.

Then you got to Mingi, who was last second to last in the lineup. He wasn’t exactly your bias, you didn’t really have one, they were all amazing and attractive in their own personal ways. But damn did he look good. If you were awestruck before, you were completely starstruck now, your eyes widening as you took in his perfect features and just… everything about him.

“Oh my god…” You said, under your breath you had assumed, but he had to have heard you considering he turned around and looked behind him before looking back at the camera to smile and wave at you. “Hi…” His turn was slightly different, it made you feel different. The other guys had simply looked at you, but it felt like Mingi was really looking at you. What did he see? Did you have something in your teeth? Was your hair messed up? You felt shy, like you were standing right in front of your crush. It was crazy.

“You ever been to Korea?” He asked, and it was so blunt, but he had this cheeky smile on his face that both eased your nerves and somehow had them going haywire at the same time. You giggled nervously and shook your head no. “You should come, it’s nice here. A lot of pretty girls, you’ll fit right in.” He… He just called you pretty? Was this fan service? It had to be! He was just really really good at it. “Do you have a boyfriend?” None of the other guys had asked you these types of questions, why were things getting so personal? Why didn’t you seem to mind it when it was coming from him? You shook your head no once again. “Good. I’m your boyfriend now. Okay?”

It probably wasn’t a good time to take a sip of water, not that you had expected him to say something like that, but you spit it out all over your desk, completely in shock at the words that you had just heard him say. There was no way he was being serious right now. His fan service was immaculate. “Oh…Okay!” You stammered out, and you wondered how long this would go on. He had surely passed up the timer.

“My turn now!!” You heard Wooyoung shout from beside him, and Mingi groaned loudly as his bottom lip jutted out. “I’m gonna steal your girlfriend, deal with it.” He teased, and you let out a small sigh. It was just fan service. You felt kind of foolish for momentarily getting worked up over something that he probably said to 20 other people today.

“I’ll see you again, yeah?” He asked, his words coming out rushed, and what the hell were you supposed to do? Say no?! You obviously wanted to see him again, that would be awesome, but the chances of you winning a fan call raffle twice were so low, you would be crazy to think that you’d ever have a moment like this again.

“Yeah… Yeah, you will.” You said, because even though you knew he was just very skilled in acting, you might as well play along with it. For a few short seconds, you had been Song Mingis girlfriend… And now that you had moved to a call with Wooyoung… All you could think about Mingi and his words and the way he looked at you. It drove you crazy… He drove you crazy. He had just become your ultimate bias though!

///

“I’m not gonna be able to go to the Ateez concert.” Your friend mumbled, and part of you, the more selfish part of you, was partially glad that she wasn’t able to go. She had flaunted the fact that she got front row tickets and you hadn’t been able to get even a back seat, they were sold out before payday. “Stupid fucking job, not giving me a day off. I requested it too!”

“That’s bullshit.” You shook your head, trying your best to sympathize with her, but all you could selfishly think was that if you weren’t lucky enough to go, she shouldn’t be lucky enough to go either. “Are you going to sell the ticket? You could get some good profit considering it’s a front row seat.” You quizzed, but the way she was looking at you made you quite uneasy. It looked like she was planning something… or at least thinking of something, and you didn’t know if it was malicious or something else completely. She was hard to read.

Long, manicured nails tapped against the table top, the sound putting you even more on edge, and then she sighed. “I know that your birthday is coming up, and… well I’m poor because I bought this damn ticket so…” Her shoulders shrugged, but there was a slight, tight lipped smile spreading across her face. “I’m just gonna give it to you. Happy early birthday! Yay! Tell Yuno I love him so much.”

Your jaw might as well have been on the floor. Was fate really giving you a good hand this year? Was this all that good karma you had earned from being a wonderful citizen in society? “Holy shit… No way! Are you being serious right now?” You just had to be sure. There was no way someone would just give up a front row ticket, especially not for free, even if it were your best friend. There had to be some kind of clause.

“Yes, I’m serious. Now, accept it before I change my mind and just skip work that day. I would have done that anyway if I didn’t have to pay rent.” She rolled her eyes and sunk down in her seat. “Take as many pictures and videos as you can… for me. Please! That’s all I’m asking for.” You nodded your head firmly, shit, that was the easiest thing you’d have to do. “He’ll probably look so good… Maybe…”

“No take backs!” You blurted out, your finger waving back and forth as you stared at her, and you hoped that she thought you were just goofing around and that your expression didn’t let on just how panicked you felt just by her words. “I will facetime you just so you feel like you’re actually there… Okay?” She was sulking, as anyone would be, you knew damn well that you would be if you were in the same position as her.

“Just have fun… And make a big sign, you have to get at least one of them to notice you, especially since you’re front row. Take advantage of those seats, bitch.” She teased, reaching her hands across the table to grab yours as she let out a little squeal, kicking her feet and acting as if she were still the one going. Maybe she was just trying to hype you up. “I gave you the best birthday gift, nobody can top me, they shouldn’t even try.”

“They should definitely still try though… I mean… I like getting things.” She snorted loudly, and you couldn’t help but laugh along with her. She was absolutely crazy and you absolutely adored her. A world without her as your best friend would be dull and boring and you didn’t even want to think about how sad it would be. You would have the best time of your life at that concert, and you’d do it for her.

///

Picking out an outfit for something like a concert was much harder than picking out an outfit for a video call. This was important, especially since you were going to be in the front row. One of them - hopefully Mingi - would look directly at you at some point. You couldn’t just be casual about it, you had to draw attention to yourself, you had to make sure that you were noticed. This decision felt more crucial than anything else in your life, and that seems quite absurd, but these guys had been the subjects of all your dreams and daydreams, you at least wanted to look good in front of them.

You had only been to one other concert in your entire life, and it was back during middle school for an indie group when you were going through your “emo” phase. This was bigger than that, you could already tell as you pulled up to the arena and saw the people pouring into the entrance. Your heart was hammering in your chest, it was crazy, you had even gotten there 2 hours early to try to make things easier on yourself but the crowd was already massive.

The lightstick in your hand was already shaking, but only because of your nerves, but you knew that you couldn’t just sit in the back of the Uber forever, so you climbed out, taking a deep breath before heading into the building. It was somehow more packed inside than it was even outside and it was so insanely congested that it felt more like a train station than an arena for a concert. Did all concert venues look like this or was it just because ATEEZ was performing?

Since you were front row, you got to go in and watch them warm up… funnily enough, you felt you might miss it considering you didn’t have a single idea where the hell you were going. You were trying your best to navigate through this cluster of people that were just as excited as you were, and you wished that you had someone to help walk you through this whole thing. It was so loud and you were being bumped into, and while they apologized for it, it didn’t make you any less anxious.

By the time you finally made it in the arena, you were just exhausted. The big sign that you had made and brought along with you had miraculously made it through all of it unscathed, but you were drained. You dropped down into your seat, hoping that your hair and your outfit had survived as well as the sign, but there was no mirror and you didn’t want to risk getting lost on your way to or from the bathroom, so you just had to rely on that hope that you still looked as good as you did when you left the house.

It felt like you hadn’t even had enough time to really catch your breath or cool off before the guys were walking out on stage. Everyone around you was screaming, but you were so enamored by the sight of them, literally right in front of you, that your mouth was hanging open but no sound was coming out. You had really thought that the video call was the most amazing thing, but now, you were sure that you were wrong. They were legitimately real, they were right in front of you. “Holy shit…” You mumbled to yourself, and for some reason, even though there were still a pretty good amount of people around you, you were self conscious, you were shy, you were nervous.

They came to the edge of the stage, one by one, and they all walked by and finished hand hearts that other people were making and stayed still long enough to be in selfies with certain people, none of them really stopped for longer than a minute tops… No one, other than Mingi.

Oh, Mingi… Who had managed to make your heart flutter through a simple video call, he made you feel like you were going crazy… Surely he wouldn’t remember you though. But why… Why did he full stop on your side of the stage? Why did he kneel down in front of you, his eyes locking with yours as his head tilted to the side? Gosh, he was adorable. There was no way that he would notice you after the couple months that had passed. The video call hadn’t lasted long enough for your face to be saved in his memory. Had it?

The chants of the people beside you seemed to pull him out of whatever trance he was in, and he quickly stood up and scurried along the stage, but it didn’t go unnoticed that he continued to look back at you, his eyes narrowing as if in deep thought. Did he remember you?

Soon enough they were off the stage and the rest of the stadium began to fill. The noise was much worse inside the arena, the sound just echoing off the walls and filling your ears, and you wondered how people could handle it constantly. You were sure that you’d have a major headache once you got out of there. The sudden influx of people and the growing excitement of the show that was about to begin had taken your mind off of the slightly strange interaction from before. You shouldn’t think so hard about those things, it was foolish and you didn’t want to be delusional.

As the show started, the screams that you had originally thought to be loud seemed to multiply tenfold and your ears were already ringing. Of course, you had a seat right next to the speaker. Would your eardrums even make it through the night? Were there enough ibuprofen in the world to soothe the awful ache in your head once you got back home?

It didn’t matter now, you just wanted to enjoy the show. You were here to enjoy the concert, to live the experience… But also, not forget to get enough video footage of Yunho to thank your friend for the ticket. This was something that you wouldn’t be able to do again, at least for a long time. Screw the headache, you should enjoy it while it lasts, and that’s exactly what you were going to do.

///

“I swear, I think that’s her in the front row.” Mingi said backstage after the warmups. The guys all stared at him like he was crazy, but he knew that he wasn’t. He knew your face, he knew your eyes, they had filled his dreams every night… They thought he was crazy for that too. “I’m so serious right now. I wouldn’t say it’s her if it wasn’t.”

Wooyoung snorted, but patted Mingi on the back as he walked by. “Maybe you’re the delusional one. Spotting your dream girl out in the crowd. That’s crazy. Come on, we have to get ready. Get your head out of your ass.” Mingi pouted as he walked over to the stylist and dropped down into his seat beside Hongjoong.

“I’m being so serious right now. You believe me, right? I mean… You saw her in the call. You know what she looks like. That was her out in the crowd… Right?” Mingi asked, trying to keep his voice down so that Wooyoung wouldn’t come over and completely crush his dreams and rain on his parade. Hongjoong chewed on his bottom lip, looking at Mingi through the mirrors that were in front of them. “You… You believe me… Don’t you?”

Hongjoong sighed, turning to Mingi with a slight pout. “I didn’t… But if you really believe you saw her, I’m happy for you. I’m not going to tell you that you’re crazy.” He pushed himself up off of his chair and stretched, preparing himself for the show that he was about to put on for all the fans. “It’s almost time to go out there…”

“Yeah! Maybe you’ll see your girlfriend!” Wooyoung chimed in, seemingly coming from out of nowhere. “It’s okay to be delusional, bud. I’m not judging you for it.” Although it seemed like he was judging him a lot for it, Mingi tried to avoid the teasing and focus more on the fact that he was about to head out on stage in less than five minutes.

He was so nervous though, not for the reasons that most would think though. Being up on stage in front of thousands of people wasn’t the issue, it was being up on stage in front of you. What were the chances of you winning a fancall and being at a show too? It’s like the universe was trying to bring the both of you together. He truly believed that. He couldn’t think of any other reason for those two things to happen. Especially with you being right in front… Front row seats, like he was meant to see you. It wasn’t a coincidence, it couldn’t be, and he knew that it was you. Your face was unforgettable to him. He daydreamt about it every day, he would have dreams of you every night. He couldn’t get you out of his head.

///

The speakers in front of you send vibrations through the air around you, you could feel it in your muscles, in your bones. The entire arena went dark for a moment, and then you heard the crowd roar as they walked out. You had already seen them once during their warm up, but it was like the first time again, your breath held in your lungs as they walked out, the music crescendoing the closer they got to the edge of the stage.

It felt like when you ride a rollercoaster, the slow climb to the top of the hill, and you knew that the edge was coming soon, that feeling of falling, excitement and fear all in one… But this time there was no fear, it was just the strange tingly feeling in your stomach, that last breath of air before you’d let it all out in one loud scream.

Building and building, their bodies like shadows in the darkness, and then with one click the spotlights turned on and they were illuminated, the bright lights shining on each and every one of them, but you were only looking specifically at one. An audible gasp left your lips as you seemed to once again lock eyes with Mingi.

Your hands shook as you held up the sign that you had made, feeling quite foolish now as it was hoisted above your head. “Call Me Mingi”, with your phone number written neatly at the bottom. It was a joke, one that your friend had laughed about right alongside you as she added the glitter to the glue hearts that had been neatly placed along the board.

It was crazy, you and your friend both agreed to that, but it was probably a good switch up from the typical signs that asked the idols to marry them. What was even crazier though was when Mingi pulled out his phone, aiming it in your direction and snapped a quick photo. You couldn’t be delusional, being delusional wasn’t good for your heart or your mind, but you also couldn’t help but think that maybe he took the photo so that he could check back on the sign… So that he could call you…

The rest of the concert felt more like a blur, stuck in your own mind thinking about what Mingi could have wanted that picture for. You didn’t see any of the other guys taking pictures of the crowd… Or maybe you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice if they did. You couldn’t stop thinking about it though, and before you knew it, the concert was over and you couldn’t even remember the setlist or the last song they played before the main lights in the arena turned back on and everyone began filing out.

Your friend was going to kill you, you hadn’t gotten a single video of Yunho for her. You honestly were quite pissed at yourself as well. This is why delusions aren’t good at all. You missed the whole concert, one that you most likely were never going to be able to experience ever again, because you were too busy thinking about whether Song Mingi, a literal idol, would make the time to call someone like you.

///

“You didn’t get a single video of Yunho!? Oh my god!” Your friend whined as you laid in bed, your phone next to your head, not even on speaker, but her voice was loud enough that it didn’t need to be. “Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t go to the concert. I can’t afford to be a delulu as your ass.”

“I’m sorry!” You mumbled, throwing your hands over your face and letting out a loud groan. “I just… I’m not even thinking about him calling my number at this point. I just don’t want him to post a picture of it online and have a bunch of people trying to call me or text me, you know?” You explained, finally getting over your delusions and moving onto a safer, yet still highly panic inducing train of thought.

“Oh! Your phone is going to be blowing up! You’ll finally be super popular!” Your friend teased, snorting loudly as she said it, but you could only muster a slightly annoyed shut up in response before your phone started vibrating. “It begins! Maybe he did post it!”

“Oh hell no! I’ll call you back!” You said quickly, ending the call with your friend to quickly answer the incoming call. “Look. I don’t know where you got my number, but if it’s from where I think it is, I will not tolerate unsolicited calls. This is harassment.”

“Oh…” The voice on the other end was quite timid, but you could tell it was a guy. He sounded kind of nervous, and although all of you wanted to believe who you thought it was, you didn’t want to go down that road again, at least not tonight. “But your number was on the sign… I thought you wanted the phone call.”

“The sign was a joke!” You explained exasperatedly, kicking your legs like a toddler in the store who was throwing a temper tantrum. You surely didn’t want to deal with this right now. “Unless you are Song Mingi, I’d advise you to hang up the phone and find someone else to bother this late at night.”

There was a chuckle, although the sound was slightly muffled, but it was extremely agitating that someone found this funny. As if harassment was something comical nowadays. “So I shouldn’t hang up the phone then… Right?” You scoffed loudly, finally getting up from your bed and pacing around your room, something that you often did when you were just too annoyed to sit still.

“Look, this isn’t funny. If you’re doing this to mess with me, I’m sure you’ve already had your fun. I’m trying to get some sleep, I’m exhausted. It would be really cool of you to not fuck with people like this.” The words came out in huffed breaths, you were beyond pissed, not just at whoever this person was, but at yourself for being stupid enough to put your number out so publicly just on the small chance that someone like Song Mingi would actually dial your number.

A soft hum, and then your phone started vibrating again, this time an invite to a video call that you surely weren’t up to accepting. You let it continue ringing until it ended, and you thought that it would be a one and done type of thing, but then it started vibrating again. “Just for a second, you don’t even have to be on the camera, I just want to show you something.”

You didn’t exactly mean to laugh as loudly as you did, but you had heard that line one too many times in your lifetime to trust it. “Look bud, I don’t want to see a live action shot of your dick and balls. I wasn’t born yesterday.” You snarkily shot back, and the audible gasp that came through your speaker had it crackling slightly.

“Who did that to you? That’s disgusting… Hold up. We don’t have to call. I’ll just… Send you a selfie real quick. Not of my dick and balls.” Were you so annoyed that you were laughing, or did you actually find him funny? You weren’t sure, but regardless of what it was, you laughed at his little quip, your hand moving over your mouth so that the guy didn’t think he was actually getting anywhere right now.

Your phone buzzed in your hand once again, and luckily it was only once, but when you went to your texts, you were met with a selfie of the guy that was on the other end of the line… The guy that the sign had been made for. “I call bullshit!” You blurted out, because there was no way in hell your little glitter bomb sign would have worked. You just couldn’t fathom it.

“Reverse image search it then. It doesn’t exist anywhere else than in your messages.” He said rather bluntly, quite cockily too. Now that you were really listening to his voice though, you couldn’t deny that it sounded all too familiar to the voice you heard at the concert, and not just that, but the voice you had heard in your phone before when you had won the fancall. You were stunned into silence, you didn’t know what to say or what to do next, and he could tell. “You believe me now?”

“Mmhm…” Was all you could mutter, because what else were you supposed to say? How were you supposed to think of anything coherent when you were currently in a very real, very one on one call with Song Mingi… Or was it one on one? Did his managers know about this call? Were they just standing around him listening to every word you and him say? Did they freak out when he sent the selfie to you?

“So… I’m going to be here… Close to you… For another two days…” What was he hinting at? Ain’t no way he was hinting at what you thought he was… right? “If you want to meet up for lunch or dinner… or something…” Holy shit he was. “I know that this is crazy, I just needed to be sure…”

“Sure of what?” You asked, and your heart felt like a freight train, speeding straight to your ribcage and you were sure it was going to shoot out in a matter of seconds.

“I… I need to be sure that I do actually like you…”

///

Two days wasn’t enough, but in a sense, it was for him. It felt like a dream when he finally met up with you, even though he had to practically disguise himself from the public, it felt nice to just be able to sit across from you for lunch and talk to you. It didn’t take long for him to be 100… No… 500% sure that you were the woman that he wanted to be with. Love worked in crazy ways, but he trusted it, because the odds of everything lining up so perfectly to get to this moment… It was fate, it had to be.

The way your body froze for a second before melting against his when he so suddenly pressed his lips to yours. It was a spur of the moment thing, but it felt right, and he needed to kiss you now because he knew that the moment wouldn’t come again for a long time. It wasn’t supposed to lead to anything more, it wasn’t what he had planned, but before either of you could really think twice, you were falling back onto the hotel mattress and he was falling on top of you.

In that moment, it was like his heart grew ten times bigger, and laying beside you, your hair carelessly clinging to your sweat covered forehead as you dozed peacefully beside him… Love wasn’t hard to find, the world was just waiting to bring the one you were supposed to love to you. That’s how he felt, and he believed it wholeheartedly. How could he not when he felt like he was falling deeper and deeper in love with you with every soft breath that escaped your lips.

To live in that moment forever, both bodies hidden underneath wrinkled sheets, his feet hanging out from the end of the blanket, your arm draped lazily over his bare chest. Could you feel his heart beating beneath his skin? It seemed like now it was only beating for you. He saw his future flash before his eyes, mornings like this, every morning like this, just waking up beside you, being able to see your beautiful face as soon as he opened his eyes. What a wonderful future it would be to spend it with you.

Falling in love was easy when it was with you, but it was hard… It was hard because he knew he couldn’t stay with you, at least not in person. He had to go back to Korea, he had to finish the rest of the tour. His heart felt like it was connected to yours entirely, and having to leave you behind was going to be painful… But it would work. He’d make it work, solely because he couldn’t imagine his life without you in it.

“I wish I could take you with me…” He whispered, and while he knew that that wish couldn’t be granted, not yet at least, he had been able to swindle security to pick you up just so that he could ride with you to the airport, so that he’d be able to see you one last time before he had to go. “I’ll message you… I’ll call you every day.”

“What if you get bored?” You practically whimpered, and his heart cracked at the question. How could he ever get bored of you? He had spent months before the concert just thinking about you before he even knew where you lived or what you were truly like. He had been loyal to the singular thought of you. There was no way that he’d give up so easily when he finally had you and was able to call you his.

“I’d never get bored, baby. I’ll wait, always… Until we can be together.” He reassured you, his hands cupping your cheeks gently as he wiped away the stray tears that fell from your eyes. “Don’t cry, please don’t cry. I’ll start crying and then I won’t be able to get out of the car because I won’t want to leave you…” He kissed your forehead, and then the tip of your nose before leaning back and giving you a smile that had his eyes disappearing momentarily. It was your favorite smile, you had told him multiple times, and it always seemed to cheer you up.

“I’m sorry…” You sniffled, leaning forward and resting your head against his chest. Could you hear his heart now, could you hear how fast it was beating for you? “You should go now… I don’t want you to miss your flight.” The words sounded choked out, and he would have said more, but he knew that his words would come out the same way.

For some people, two days wasn’t even enough to be acquaintances, but for him, two days was enough for him to feel like his heart belonged to you completely. You were his soulmate, his everything, without a doubt… He wouldn’t even look at another woman, he wouldn’t be able to look at anything without somehow finding a way to see you in whatever it was. He loved you with every ounce, every fiber of his being.

“I’ll… I’ll try to make a stop here after the tour… I’ll visit you again… Before I go back to Korea… Okay?” He held out his pinky to lock with yours, twisting his hand and pressing his and your thumbs together. “Wait for me… Always wait for me, okay?” You nodded your head quickly, your nose scrunched up in the most adorable way as the tears continued to fall down your cheeks. With one last kiss, he was moving away, closer to the door. He hated goodbyes. “Get her home safe, okay… Please.” He told the driver who simply nodded, and then he was gone.

The windows were tinted, and although he knew that you could see him constantly looking back at you through the windows, he couldn’t see you at all. The last image of you that he held in his mind was your tear stained cheeks and the expression of sadness as he let go of your finger and your hand dropped back down to your lap. He wished he could take you with him, but life just wouldn’t allow that… Not right now at least.

///

For a good amount of time, you both kept in touch with each other frequently. Hell, you even had your first argument as soon as he got back to Korea because he pinky promised that he’d come visit you before he left, but he didn’t. It was quickly solved though, because one of the main things the two of you had going for the relationship was communication. He promised that when he had free time he would come visit you for a week, and you held onto that promise just as you had held onto the one from before.

You would talk about how your day was, all the little things that happened, regardless of time difference or schedules, you both always found a way to keep in contact. For months your nights would end with video calls from him, and his nights would end with video calls from you. Everything was perfect, he truly felt that way.

But soon the messages came in less often, it seemed like you were always busy doing something when he wanted to talk. He’d call you at night and you wouldn’t answer, always miraculously not having your phone with you or on when the call would come in. He didn’t understand it, and when he went to one of the other members to talk, he didn’t want to hear what they had to say either.

There was no way that you were getting tired of him. You couldn’t be getting bored… Because he promised you that he wouldn’t get bored. It would be hypocritical for you to ask him if he’d get bored of you and then… then get bored of him.

The thought stuck with him though, and while that would usually make most people give up, it just made him try harder. He messaged you as much as he could, he sent you constant pictures, he tried to call you whenever he knew you’d be on a lunch break or when you’d usually get off work. Your responses were always so dry though. Were you trying to get rid of him? Had he done something wrong? He was doing his best, it’s not like he enjoyed being so far away from you. It had only been 3 months… He was willing to wait forever to be with you… Why couldn't you do the same for him?

“Hey baby, how did you sleep?” Nowadays he felt nervous when he texted you. He didn’t know whether he’d get a one word reply or no reply at all. It felt pathetic that the days he’d get the one word replies were his favorite, but you had been leaving him on read so often now that even the smallest response felt like a win to him.

“I think we should talk…” A five word reply, and while the words didn’t sit right with him and they made his stomach do flips, it was nice. It was nice to think that you wanted to talk to him, regardless of what it was about.

“Yeah sure! I’m down to talk, do you want to call? I haven’t seen you in a while. I miss you!”

“No calling… It’ll just make this harder.” Make what harder? What were you going to say that could possibly be so hard? You weren’t… leaving him… were you? You couldn’t be… He hadn’t done anything wrong. He was devoted to you, he was loyal to you in every way. You weren’t just going to give up on him that easily… Were you?

“Well, whatever it is that you have to say, I want you to know that I love you. I can’t wait to see you again!” Maybe that text would make you rethink whatever it was that you were about to send. If you knew that he loved you, although he did tell you every single day, maybe you’d realize that whatever you were planning on doing wasn’t the right thing to do.

“Mingi… I can’t keep this up. I… found someone else…”

“No you didn’t… No you didn’t!” He was already crying even though he wanted his mind to just forget that he had even read that text. “You love me! Don’t you love me?!” You had to love him… Why else would you have been so sad in the car when he went to the airport? “Is this because I couldn’t visit you after the tour was over? I’m sorry! I’ll come visit you! I’ll buy a plane ticket right now!”

“It’s not that… I need someone that’s here with me. I don’t just want to keep repeating the same conversations every single day. The schedule differences and… Everything is stacked up against us… We weren’t going to work.”

How could you say something like that? He was doing everything he possibly could to make it work. He was the one putting in all the effort. He was the one staying up later than he should just to be able to call you and message you when you were free. “No… You just didn’t want it to work… I still do!” His fingers moved like lightning across his screen, his eyes blurred with the tears that he was trying so hard to hold back. “You can’t decide something like that.. If you would have talked to me… We could have made it work.”

Did you know that you were killing him, that you were breaking his heart? Would you take the words back if he told you? “I don’t want to argue with you… I just wanted you to know…” Were you as nonchalant as your texts made it seem you were? You really didn’t care… But maybe… Maybe if he gave you some time… A bit of time you’d come to realize that you did love him. He won’t message you… He’ll let it simmer… Maybe you’ll end up missing him and messaging him first.

So he waited, and days turned into weeks, and he thought he’d be able to wait a month, but then you started posting on Instagram. You looked so happy in your pictures, you looked absolutely gorgeous, and the smile that you were wearing was the same one you had given him during those two days he got to be with you. He swiped through, and he was fine… Maybe not as fine as he wanted to be, but he was fine with seeing the pictures of just you. It brought back happier memories of when he was able to actually be with you. Then he got to the last picture, the guy that you were currently with, he assumed, his arms around you and his lips planted to your cheek.

As if your words hadn’t been enough to have his heart breaking in two, the pictures felt like you were purposely throwing it in his face that he couldn’t be with you, that he couldn’t make you happy. He couldn’t stand seeing it, he was pissed, he was devastated, he wanted to lash out and he wanted to cry. Why were you doing this to him? What had he done?

There wasn’t a single thought in his mind as he closed the instagram app and went to kakao, not even bothering to text you before his thumb slammed down on the call button. He didn’t care if you answered the first time, he’d just keep calling until you did, and that’s exactly what he had to do. It took 6 times for your exasperated breath to come through the speaker when you finally answered, but he wasn’t going to give you any time to complain.

“Did you post it to piss me off or upset me? Because you did both! I guess you’re really winning now, aren’t you? You got to break up with a k-pop idol and break his heart! Good for you!” Right off the bat he was ranting, and maybe he sounded a little bit psychotic, maybe he sounded just slightly obsessed, but when you’re in love with someone, isn’t that how it should be?

The sound of a man talking in the background had Mingis ears perking up. Were you with the guy still? Oh, how he wished the guy would get on the phone, he’d love to have a word with him. “You’re being ridiculous. I had a clear, logical reason to break up with you. I didn’t do it to hurt you or piss you off. I just wanted to be happy.” How could you sound so sad when you were the one that left him. He didn’t do this! You did!

“What about my happiness?!” He screeched, running his hand through his hair. He had become aware of the rest of the guys all coming into the room to check on him, but he didn’t care enough to stop. You were going to listen to what he had to say, and those that decided to stick around would have to listen to it too. “You gave up on everything… You’re so selfish! And you weren’t even going to tell me!”

“I was going to tell you!” You shouted back, and for some reason, it made him kind of excited to hear you fighting back. Something about hearing you get emotional over his words… It had butterflies swarming his stomach. “I didn’t even have time to fully think about how I was going to tell you, but you kept fucking messaging me and-”

“Of course I kept messaging you! You were my girlfriend and I hadn’t heard from you! Don’t try to act like I’m the bad guy when you’re the one who was practically cheating on me!” While he was angry, he was also struggling to keep from laughing. It would probably sound a bit maniacal to start laughing right now though, and that’s the last thing he wanted. He just found it so cute, the way you were swearing and breathing so heavily, he could almost perfectly envision your face right now.

You huffed loudly, and the sound was so beautiful to him. Maybe it was just the fact that you hadn’t hung up yet… You were still making time out of your day that you were spending with your boyfriend to focus on him. “I don’t know why you’re being such an asshole right now… I didn’t do anything to you. I never cheated on you… We… What we had… It couldn’t even be considered dating… We were only together for two days…”

Now he was laughing though, his head falling back as the sound built in his chest. “Yeah okay! Let’s just hope that your boyfriend doesn’t have to go out of town or leave the country for more than a week. You might replace him too!” He shot back and he could almost hear the eye roll from your end. “Maybe you’re not actually meant for relationships, you just want someone to physically dote upon you daily. Sorry I couldn’t fit your selfish needs into my already busy schedule.”

A small sniffle and the shuffling of fabric, maybe you were wiping your tears or maybe your wonderful boyfriend had come over to wipe them for you. “You’re being unnecessarily mean to me right now…” You whispered, sniffling again before swallowing thickly. “I’m sorry that you’re hung up… And I’m sorry that my happiness is upsetting you. I’m not asking you to stick around though… I’m not forcing you to. You don’t have to stalk my life… You can unfollow me.”

Of course he wasn’t going to do that. He couldn’t imagine not seeing you on his feed when he opened Instagram, or not having your messages to look back on when he missed you too much. “You’re happiness won’t last long… You’re too selfish to be truly happy with anyone. The first time you can’t get exactly what you want, you give up. Have fun with that.”

“I-” He quickly hung up, and it was only then that it sank in what he had done… And a wide smile spread across his face. He’d be kicking his feet if they weren’t touching the floor over the edge of the bed. The call only lasted 20 minutes tops, but hearing your voice that long… It was amazing, it made his heart beat a mile a minute and that familiar warm and fuzzy feeling washed over him.

“Dude… What the fuck?” Wooyoung finally spoke up, concern masking the man's features as he stared at Mingi on the bed. No one had ever heard him talk like that before, and truthfully, he looked and was acting like a complete psychopath right now. “Who was that? What’s going on right now?”

“I found a way to talk to her…” Mingi said, his chest rising and falling heavily as he let himself drop back onto the bed. He was happy, the happiest he’s been in weeks. “She’ll keep talking if we argue… I just have to keep arguing with her… Then she’ll come back to me. She’ll realize how much she misses me… This’ll work. I know it will.”

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allywthsr · 9 months

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ICE SKATING | (l.norris)

summary: you convince Lando to go ice skating with you

wordcount: 1k words

pairing: landonorris x fem!reader

warnings: none!

notes: I literally wrote this all today, while stressing that I‘ve almost nothing written for the rest, and I’m going on a trip right before Christmas, idk how I’m going to keep uploading😭

advent calendar

”Come on, Lando, it’s going to be fun!“

”Fun?“

”Yes!“

You were trying to convince Lando to go ice skating with you, he wasn’t the biggest fan of gliding over the frozen water, but every year you had to at least once go ice skating. Monaco had opened an ice rink, you begged Lando to come, and he gave in after a twenty minutes discussion.

Right now, you two were walking to the city, in the middle of the city waited the ice rink, it was freezing and you were wearing your thickest winter jacket, gloves, and two pairs of pants. Lando was wearing almost the same, a thick winter jacket and gloves, a beanie on each head of yours. Hands were intertwined and put in Lando’s pocket, so they wouldn’t freeze, even with the gloves on.

The closer you got to the middle of the city, the slower Lando got, he really tried everything so he didn’t need to go, not because he doesn’t want you to be happy, but because he‘s scared of falling and hurting himself.

”If it’s too crowded, I‘d rather go another day, I don’t want people to see us and post us somewhere. I don’t want you to be portrayed badly on the internet, people will make fun of you if you skate weirdly or even fall.“

”You’re the sweetest baby, and I promise you, if it’s too much, we‘ll go back. And you can also say you’re too scared of falling and it being all over the internet, that’s fine too“, you squeezed his hand.

When you arrived at the rink and it wasn’t too full, it was a Tuesday and late in the morning, just people that were on vacation in Monaco or had a free day were able to skate around. You and Lando went to the lady behind the counter and rented two pairs of skates, Lando paid, much to your dismay. The blue skates weren’t the most fashionable, but they did the job, you put your bag into a locker, near the entrance, and sat down on a bench to change from your normal shoes to the skates. When Lando got up, he was already wobbling around, not walking comfortably to the ice. He held onto the railing when he put his first foot on the ice, you chuckled slightly, before joining him. With a gentle push of the edge, you glided over the ice, the first few meters were a little wonky as well, but quickly you got the hang of it. Sliding back to Lando, you tried to help him stand up normally. He was hunched over the railing, trying to hold himself and not slip, you held yourself up with one hand on the railing and the other at Lando’s hip, pulling your boyfriend to stand on the ice. When he was balancing himself, with stretched arms and fast breathing, you grabbed his hands and stood with him until he felt comfortable enough to start moving.

With one hand constantly on the railing, and one hand in yours, he slowly started gliding over the ice, well, gliding is a wrong word, more like walking. Putting one foot in front of the other, he did start to get more comfortable, for a second he was even able to let go of the railing before he started to falter. Before you could reach him and hold him up, he fell down on his bum, laughing as soon as the first shock was done.

You couldn’t contain your laughter at the sight of him, trying to get up by himself, he kept sliding away when he put his foot in front of himself. You grabbed the railing with both hands and told him to pull himself up on your clothes, grabbing your legs, he could finally stand up again.

”Should we try to go for a few meters?“

”I just fell on my ass! Do you think I‘m ready?“

Lando was laughing and you couldn’t stop either, you knew this was going to be not an easy ride, but you didn’t expect it to be that hard. But Lando wasn’t going to ruin this for you, and grabbed back to the railing, holding your hand, and started walking again.

”Maybe you should glide instead of walking, put one foot in front of the other and push yourself with the other foot, then your gliding.“

He did what you said, and actually started gliding over the ice, smiling brightly at you, when he was able to not look at his feet.

You slightly pulled him over the ice, his hand always on the railing, but less tense, he actually started to enjoy it. The feeling of gliding over the ice, he could get used to it, maybe taking you here again before you would leave for Christmas.

”Should we try without the railing? I‘ll hold you.“

He nodded and grabbed your hand tighter, slowly releasing the hand on the railing. His mouth opened with shock when he did the first step and didn’t fall, doing the next step with much more confidence. You pulled him more towards the middle of the rink, he did slip on the way there, but before he could fall on his bum again, he stabilized himself and could glide with you, stretching out an arm all the time to keep his balance. Quickly you pressed a kiss on his lips, quietly thanking him for doing this with you.

”Let’s do one round and then maybe we can take a break and drink something.“

”Yes please.“

Lando nodded heavily, and held on tight to your hand, while slowly gliding around the ice. Next to the rink was a small booth where you could get drinks and small snacks, with the ice skates still on, you made your way to the booth and ordered your favorite hot drink, and Lando settled on some tea. You sat on the chairs and smiled at Lando.

”Thank you for doing that with me, I know how scared you were.“

”Anything baby, you know that.“

#lando norris #lando norris imagine #formula 1 #lando norris x you #lando norris x reader #lando norris fluff #lando norris x y/n #lando x reader #lando norris one shot #lando imagine #christmas

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ghysry · 1 month

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You asked for TUA requests so completely ignore this if you don’t write for actors or if you don’t want to. BUT I’d really like to see how “reader” would interact with the cast. Like bloopers or sum shit. Because I just know I wouldn’t be able to get any lines done with them 😭 (I need something funny after this s4 shit show 🫠)

YES. But for this specific post it's more like the characters are all actors but still act like how they'd act in the show. I'm feeling evil today. More under the cut

"lights..camera..action!"

[Season one]

Reader, who has an intense hatred for ants: These damn ants keep walking all over my script

Viktor, who led them there because he thought reader would find it cute: You don't like them 🙁?

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Five, completely immobilized and an ax in his right hand: I'll end your crack filled jobless life!! (His feet are kicking in the air)

Reader, who picked him up in the first place by his sides: you're doing great sweetie.

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Reader going on about a scene as usual: And what's in here?

Klaus, who is now stuck in a box he thought he could get out of: I'm a gift from god herself

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Luther: Dad...never read my letters?

Reader: Oh Luther..

Reader: oh Luther!! Damn! At least tell me you're going to fart before you actually do!

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Ben: oh look at me, I'm a ghost, you can see m- (trips over a set prop)

Reader, who put it there: And that's how he died again..the end.

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Young!diego: Guns are for sissies! Real men throw knives!

Reader off into the side where the camera can't see them, tears in their eyes: oh they grow up so fast

Diego: Reader.. we're two different people.

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Allison: I heard a rumor..

Reader, off camera: that you love me!!

Allison, absolutely star struck:

Reader: wow the power works!!

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Luther: Klaus! Stop going around the set barefoot

Klaus, two minutes later, angrily stomping over to reader with 3 pairs of shoes on: So how was filming.

#the umbrella academy x reader #tua shitpost #tua spoilers #tua #five hargreeves #luther hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #diego hargreeves #viktor hargreeves

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silly-comics · 3 months

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Not to rush or sound like I'm rushing you

But I have a few questions about the blurry photos comic

-when do you think the next pages will be posted?

-how much (if you do have any) have you got done of the next pages are done?

This next one has nothing to do with a ship I like I just generally wanna know if your comfortable telling

-do you have any cannon ships in the comic that might show up later and if so what are they?

And agian I do not want this to seem like I'm not trying to seem like I'm rushing you I just generally love the comic and I have all these questions to ask-

And also

-if you don't ship any ships in general would you explain why you don't? (Just a question sorry if it's annoying)

For your first questions, your Ask actually motivated to get some sketches for the first two pages today. I’ve been super busy and haven’t been able to draw or anything, but these questions made me want to :).

So I guess this ties into your next question, I have gotten very rough sketches for the next two pages.

My sketches are always super messy as well as my handwriting, sorry lol (I have to try so hard on making my writing legible on the final products 😭). I have no idea when I will finish them, but it’s something!

Next question, I’m still not sure if I will include ships but it will definitely be implied. I really like ships like Killer X Cross, Horror X Dust, so that will probably come up soon.

The way I want them to be portrayed in this comic is to have it be like an unacknowledged relationship that’s more based on necessity or desperation/loneliness? In another story it’d be nice for it to eventually turn into healthy relationships but we all know they wouldn’t be 💀.

That being said, ships aren’t really gonna be the main focus of the story, at least for the next chapter.

That’s all I got! Also, please don’t be sorry for asking questions I love answering them and it makes me happy!!! Seriously, I won’t get mad for Asks unless they’re just weird. Even then I won’t be upset just confused lol

#undertale #art #comic #digital art #sans #azresponses #killersans #killer sans #killer #blurry photos

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slamdunkhcs · 6 months

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Considering the fact they’re basketball players who have to condition (even on the off-season), I thought this would be fun to think about :). And also i go to the gym and i see boys like them all the time there

slam dunk boys at the gym

rukawa

• One thing about Rukawa, he is going to the gym ALONE. Like it’ll literally be him, his airpods, a towel, and a fat waterbottle against the world. I don’t think he’d hate working out with someone, but he’d prefer to workout alone since he can stay focused and go at his own pace.

• He’d have both his AirPods in at full volume and go CRAZY on the machines/weightlifting bars. I think for his stamina, he would use the Stairmaster at full speed and go on it for as long as he could.

• I’d say that he does workouts for all of his body, but his favorite workouts would be arm ones, just because he’ll be able to put more power into his basketball shots.

• I don’t think he’d be approached by anyone at the gym since he’s always super focused on his workout and looks VERY intimidating, but if you went up to him and asked him for help, he’d do it.

• BUTTTT If he was in a bad mood that day, he might just put his AirPod right back in and ignore you 😂. However, after he cools off, he’d feel kinda bad. And then sigh and go up to you like “What did you need help with?”

• HE’D DEF BE ADMIRED BY ALL THE GYM BADDIES!!!!!

ryota

• Ok I feel like his level of productivity would depend on who he’s at the gym with. If he’s with Mitsui, those two are gonna try and compete with who could lift heavier weights 😂. But if he’s with Sakuragi, aint NOTHING getting done.

• He will take a ton of gym photos and mirror selfies and post them like “Hitting the gym today ✅” on Insta/Snap. AND HE’LL SEND THEM ALL TO AYAKO 😂😂😂. His gym fits will be coordinated asf too!!! He will go over there dripped out!!!

• I think if he goes alone he’d be really focused. He wouldn’t look intimidating or anything but he’d keep to himself and put on some music (def rnb like bryson tiller or brent faiyaz) and do his workouts. If the gym had a track area, he’d walk around and jus think about life and whatever happened throughout his day.

• Now if Ayako tagged along with him to the gym one day… HES GONNA ACT A FOOL. Like he will literally just stand by her the entire time as if he’s her mf bodyguard. And if a man even TRIED to talk to her, he would instantly shoo him away 💀

sakuragi

• His productivity would also depend on who hes with 😂

• If he’s with his lil gang… they getting into BIG trouble. Those idiots would fool around and try and swing around the weightlifting bar and hit eachother with it. They’d cause a big commotion and then get escorted out the gym by mf security.

• I think he’d go alone alot lowkey… especially after rehabilitation, he’d go there to do light workouts to prepare himself for basketball practice.

• I f he doesn’t know how to properly use a machine, this mf is NOT ASKING NOBODYYY for help 💀. Like he will stand there and stubbornly try messing with it until either he figures it out, or one of the gym’s staff sees him and offers him help

• I feel like he’d be very popular with the elderly people at the gym. Like in the mens’ locker room, the old men would look at him and be like “Back in my day, I was a lot like you, son,” and be hyping him up on his muscles and big build. AND HE’D ACT ALL OVERCONFIDENT but he’d lowkey be smiling about it for the rest of the day. He’d smile and make a peace sign whenever he sees one of the elderly regulars there. And if they asked him for help, he’d help!!!!! He’d have a whole community of uncles and aunties at the gym

• In terms of people around his age tho.. it’s a different story. If someone is using a machine or area he’s trying to use, he’s gonna be SOOO inpatient. Especially if whoever is on it isn’t using it. If it’s a girl, he’d ask politely, but if it’s a guy, he’ll mean mug tf outta them, until they get intimidated and walk away 😭

• If he and Ryota are at the gym together, those two will take SO many pictures. Half of the time they’d jus be talking and talking, and wouldn’t get ANYTHING accomplished

mitsui

• Ok, one thing about Mitsui, he is NOT going to the gym alone. Like he will hit the whole mf team up and ask them to go with him. Even Akagi.

• I think he’d go frequently though, especially in order to build up his stamina. Rukawa would show him the Stairmaster machine and he’d go CRAZY on there. Like by the end, it’ll say he walked up 200 flights of stairs 😂

• He’d lowkey have so many gym crushes. But he wouldn’t approach ANY of them 😂😂😂. He will just admire, sigh, and then go on with his workout. I think some of the gym baddies would think he’s cute but they wouldn’t approach him

• The reason why he’d be scared of being alone at the gym is because it’d be jus him and his thoughts. AND FOR MITSUI, THATS SCARY ASL. However… I think going to the gym alone from time to time would end up being a way for him to destress and reflect.

PS: IMMA DO A PART TWO WITH AKAGI, SENDOH, SAWAKITA, and whoever else yall want

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obwjam · 10 months

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Hey Loved your ghostbusters fics!!! idk if you're still doing the prompts but can you do 20 with Egon?

“I’m not above sticking you in a jar.”

this one is so perfectly egon 😭 the scenario is a continuation of the fic where my oc and venkman get shrunk bc i think it's so perfect and i want to do more with it

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“Egon! Come on! I know you can hear me.”

It had been a few weeks since you and Peter Venkman had been shrunk by some mysterious red slime. Somehow, you had managed to adjust – mostly – to your strange new reality. No longer did you get dizzy every time you looked up at your giant friends, nor did you wake up every morning with a persistent feeling of dread and the urge to vomit everywhere.

That didn’t mean it had gotten any easier.

A feeling you didn’t anticipate now dominated your days: helplessness. You were too busy being terrified of the possibility of dying that you didn’t stop to think about what everyday life would be like at this diminished height. You decided it was incredibly boring. Watching Egon work tirelessly to find a way to reverse your condition without being able to help was mind-numbingly agonizing.

“Spenglerrrrr… Spengler. Egon Spengler. Egon Spengler, is, ignoring me. He’s pretending I don’t exi-iiiist,” you sang, horribly off-key and with no discernable melody. You might as well have a little fun.

“Del, please,” he said finally, giving a disgruntled sigh. “I’m trying to concentrate.”

“Can’t I help? You know I know what I’m doing.”

“I know.” You stared intently as he quickly jotted something down, though from your perspective, his arm seemed to move in slow motion. “But, no.”

“No?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

A sigh. “I’ve told you a thousand times.”

“Tell me one thousand and one, then.”

“You don’t need me to. Maybe Ray doesn’t care as much, but I do. I don’t want anything happening to you that could be easily preventable.”

“Going over notes or sharing ideas isn’t going to kill me, you know!”

“You say that like it’s a certainty.”

You swallowed down the growing icky feeling. “If that were the case, I would have dropped dead weeks ago.”

Egon seemed to consider that, but he was clearly done having this conversation. He silently went back to work, but you didn’t even give him a few minutes before pushing him again. God, the boredom was consuming.

“Seriously, I could just brainstorm over there while you do the actual work! It’d be fine, I’ve taken plenty of naps today, I –”

Suddenly, he slammed his pen down. Well, it wasn’t really a slam, but to you, he might as well have shot it out of a cannon. “I’m not above sticking you in a jar.”

Shocked, you crossed your arms and frowned. You knew he was being playful in that deadpan Egon way of his, but a sick feeling entered your stomach when he said that. Oh, yeah, you thought. He could do anything to me without even thinking about it.

You were quiet for a while after that, but his comments made you too scared to even move, so you just sat there, stupidly, watching him continue on like nothing had happened. Thirty minutes or thirty hours could have gone by, you wouldn’t have noticed the difference. All you could think about was how long you'd be able to last with limited oxygen if you were sealed shut inside a clear airtight prison.

Egon had a feeling his joke didn’t go over well, and the ensuing stretch of silence filled him with unease. Venkman joked about it all the time, but that was just his coping mechanism. You didn’t like to do that so much, and sometimes, Egon forgot that.

Resigned, he put his pen down and turned to you, so helpless and small sitting on the table. You were very intentionally trying to ignore him.

“I’m sorry,” he offered. “I won’t actually stick you in a jar.”

“You sure about that?” you snapped, still refusing to look up. “You could do anything, and I couldn’t stop you.”

“Well, maybe you couldn’t, but Ray or Winston certainly could.” No response. “That was a joke.”

You grunted. “Not a very good one.”

Egon pinched the brim of his nose. He had really messed this one up, huh?

“You haven’t talked about it all that much.”

You looked at him out of sheer surprise. “What?”

“The psychological effects. Of your… circumstance.”

“What?” you repeated defensively. “Yes I…” you stopped. You’ve certainly thought about it every day, and you even vented to Venkman about it occasionally, but you thought it didn’t really need explaining.

“I mean, I just… assumed it was obvious.”

“Not necessarily,” Egon countered. “Venkman’s basically been the same.”

“Yeah, well, he’s a shitty example.”

For the first time today, you and Egon locked eyes. Even through the discomfort of staring at a human being that was as tall as a building, you could sense his genuine concern. He just didn’t quite know how to ask.

“Nothing is… wrong, per se. It’s not like the shrinking forced me to think a different way. It’s just been hard to… I can’t, I can’t do anything like this. You won’t even let me help figure out a way to fix myself! I–I’ve just… I’ve been noticing that you’ve…” You took a shaky breath. This was harder to say than you thought. “Well, you’re kind of treating me like a child.”

Egon raised his eyebrows, a little embarrassed by the observation. “A child?”

“Well, yeah. You’re ignoring me, getting frustrated when I try to get your attention, and despite always working by your side when I was normal human height, you suddenly act like I can’t contribute anything meaningful anymore. Like my intelligence is all gone, somehow.”

Egon felt his cheeks flush red. It was so obvious now that Del was pointing it out. He was babying them. Acting like any little movement would kill them. They already had enough on their plate – Egon acting like his mother only served to make matters worse.

“I’m… sorry, Del,” Egon said finally, his voice a little hoarse. “This is all so unprecedented, I didn’t want to do anything wrong, or hurt you without knowing.”

“If you were hurting me, I’d say something!”

“Sure,” Egon said, clearly not believing you. “But, truthfully… I’m getting nowhere, Del. I – I can’t even begin to describe how complex this all is.”

“Egon, I have a PhD and a Master’s. I’m smart too, you know.”

“I know, I know.” He shook his head. “But even after going over your test results and obsessing over this slime, I don’t even have a clue. How am I supposed to get you back to normal?”

You smirked. “Why are you acting like you have to do it alone?”

“Huh.” Egon huffed a laugh. “Checkmate, I suppose.”

“Just… let me help you on this. Please.” You padded over to his hand, which was resting comfortably next to his notebook. You placed your miniscule hand on his knuckle, forcing yourself to find the juxtaposition more endearing than terrifying. “Maybe you wouldn’t think I was so annoying if I actually had something productive to do.”

The giant snickered. “The less squeaking out of you, the better.”

He smiled warmly when you actually laughed at his joke. “Well, I don’t think I’m getting anywhere with this tonight.” He flipped his notes over and pushed the beaker of goo to the side. “How about a movie?”

“Really?” you perked up. “Can we have popcorn?”

“Well, I don’t think that…” he rolled his eyes when he saw the shit-eating grin on your face. “Sure, Del, I’ll make some popcorn.”

You climbed eagerly onto Egon’s hand. “And candy?”

“Let’s not push it.”

“But you don’t even know about Venkman’s secret stash.”

Egon couldn’t pretend he wasn’t curious. “What secret stash?”

“I’ll tell you… if you let me pick the movie.”

“Oh, good,” Egon deadpanned. “Another riveting romantic comedy, then?”

“Well, when you told me you’ve never seen When Harry Met Sally before…”

As the two of you fell back into normal banter, you felt as normal as you had since this whole thing occurred. Even if you were curled up in a small portion of a blanket that was bigger than an airport, and you could only eat three pieces of popcorn before getting full, you were still right where you wanted to be.

For the first time in weeks, you didn’t feel so small.

#turned this into fluff out of nowhere #it's pouring rain rn so cozy comfy movies are on the brain #let's be real egon is a closeted rom-com fan too #the man is full of secrets #obwrites #ghostbusters g/t #g/t #giant/tiny #giant tiny

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babsvibes · 11 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers Tag Game

How many works do you have on ao3? 39

What's your total word count? 244,555

What fandoms do you write for? Bob's Burgers

Top 5 fics by kudos: Ketchup & Fries (but said to the tune of Shut Up and Drive), Already Medjool Dating, Maybe in Thyme, The Baby-Bitters Club, and Turn Down Corn-Nut

Do you respond to comments? If I don't respond to a comment within a week, you can assume I'm dead. I'm extrinsically motivated, and if I like comments then I need to respect and appreciate my readers by telling them that

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? It's My Party (and I'll fry if I want to) it’s the angstiest fic all around, but the ending is more so unresolved-ish, like the reader can decide what Louise does

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Just a Coup-ful of Sugar, and I’m hoping fluffy equates to happy. Closely followed by but it’s (yukon) golden!

Do you get hate on fics? Yes

Do you write smut? Yes 😏

Do you write crossovers? They’re not for me

Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not that I know of?

Have you ever had a fic translated? Nah, but that would be neat!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, and I probably wouldn’t be able to handle giving someone else the reins 😔

What's your all-time favorite ship? 🥰🥰🥰 louigan 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will? Drunken Sailor (what will brie do with)

What are your writing strengths? Natural sounding dialogue, titles, and writing comedy

What are your writing weaknesses? Scene setting, describing what people are wearing, sentence structure variation, sincerity, and whump fic

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language? Be respectful and consult a native speaker of that language

First fandom you wrote for? Total Drama Island

Favorite fic you've ever written? Today? It's Stacy's Cardamom!

Nobody tagged me, but it looked like fun 😭 plus it’s a good reminder to go back and see what all you HAVE done instead of dwelling on the hypothetical fics you haven’t.

Tagging writers I can think of who I haven’t seen make a 20 questions post (sorry if you’ve already been tagged and also of course feel free to ignore and also also sorry I probably missed someone!): @sailoreuterpe @bimbobarbieusa @marauder23 @big-wet-rose @jimmyjrsmusoems @jimmypesto @jc7005 @cosmicriff @casually-concerned @tully-blue @waytoomanyhobbies @https-hunter @holdingontolou @keepyourhornson-spyro @theangrypomeranian @avatraang @eroticfriendfictions @ironicsopsychotic @golden--doodler @lovelyxxxsymone @thestarstho @secretsofthemourning @smol-lydia

#babsbles #tag game #my fic writing #that work count is driving me insane I hate the number 9

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😈 Brand New Person ‼️ PART (4/6) Tell me the truth.

A Dark Riders and Dark Rider! Aideen! GN! Reader fanfic!

Guys omg!!! My app was finally fixed 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ posting this from the app rn I missed this so much 😭❤️❤️❤️ so very happy it’s fixed!!! Also so sorry this part came out so late I planned it for Friday but had . No energy or want to edit 😭💔 I think next part will be the last! Edited this really late at night so I apologize for any mistakes . Once again edited this by myself no grammar helper 🗣🙏 really hoping my English is getting better . Anyways ty guys for ur patience!!! Enjoy!!!

Summary: After your fight with Anne you head back to the oil rig.

Warnings: mentions of bl00d, d34th, want to v0m1t, and bl33ding wounds.

The ferry ride back to the oil rig was… Uncomfortable. Sabine was mad at you she refused to speak or look at you. Anything you said to her was ignored she was highly disappointed. Your first mission was messy. Everything had been going well until you went to fight Anne. You told Sabine you would fight Anne, and show her you were a real threat to her team, but you didn’t land more than three or four hits on the Soul Rider. You promised Sabine you were ready to fight you wanted to join her on a mission. You really did feel ready when you promised her, but your feelings took over you during the fight. How could you fight someone you loved before? Anne used to be your friend your brain couldn’t forget that no matter how hard you tried. You still held some love for the woman and her team feelings did not allow you to fight her, and probably wouldn’t allow you to fight the others either. You heard your horse neigh, and you looked to them seeing them look forward. You were at the oil rig now. The ship was circling around the rig trying to find a dock. Your palms started to sweat at the thought of Sands finding out about today. Would Sabine tell him? You wanted to tell her not to you wanted to tell her this was just a bad day and that it wouldn’t repeat, but she was still ignoring you. You really didn’t want to speak to Sands. The man was a rough leader he saw your every mistake, and each mistake made earned you a long talk. You were tired and sore you really didn’t want to deal with a huge long boring talk. When the ship docked at the rig you gathered your horse’s reins leading them off the ferry ramp and onto the dock. Jay waited for you at the dock wanting to hear how your first mission had gone. As soon as the woman saw Sabine’s sour look she knew it didn’t go well. Sabine and Khaan got off the ship first so Jay went to Sabine asking what had happened and your teammate told her everything. By the time you got to Jay, Sabine was done talking, and walking away with her horse. Jay stood still for a second trying to process what Sabine had told her. Once she was able to, she spoke “what happened? You said you were ready?” The woman watched as you frowned leaning against your horse for support “I was.” You said and your horse stood still allowing you to lean on them “I really was but I don’t know what came over me and-.” The thought of what Anne had said to you popped into your head. You hadn’t forgotten about what she said you just pushed it away too scared to think that what she was saying was true. Did the Soul Riders really run away like Katja had told you? Or did they stay and find your body like Anne said they did? What story was true?... You had to find out… You had to speak to Katja. Jay watched as your frown turned to a scowl “I need to speak to Katja” you stopped leaning against your horse walking closer to Jay “where is she?” The woman didn’t answer your question instead she shook her head saying “I think we need to see Sands first.” You huffed your tone changing from neutral to displeased “I need to speak to Katja” you weren’t going to see Sands you were going to see Katja. Jay’s nose scrunched a bit as her brows furrowed. The woman knew you were going to be stubborn about what you wanted. She didn’t want to stay, and argue with you so she nodded “fine” her tone changed from concerned to annoyed “let’s go find Katja.”

You were in your room pacing back and forth as you waited for Katja. You and Jay found the woman in the stables with Mortifa. She was busy, so she told you to wait for her. You didn’t want to speak in the stables you needed more privacy, so you told Katja to meet you in your room. Jay went to speak to Sands about your mission leaving you to walk to your room alone and anxious. Your anxiety grew as you waited for Katja to come to you, and it got worse as you thought about the long talk you would have with Sands over today. Hopefully the woman remembered that she was supposed to meet you in your room. She was taking a long time you were starting to think that she completely forgot about you. While you waited you thought about how to ask her about the story she told you. How do you ask someone if they lied to you without making it… Bad? How can you ask her if she lied without upsetting her in some way? While you thought about how to say what was on your mind you heard muffled footsteps outside your room. The steps were getting louder, and you knew they had to be from Katja. You waited a couple seconds, and when the steps stopped you looked at your door. The door shook a bit as it was knocked on making your room echo. You quickly walked to the door eager to know the truth when you opened it you gave Katja no time to talk. You quickly dragged her in by the arm surprising the witch as you dragged her into the room. Katja really wanted to ask you what your problem was, but you spoke first “did you lie to me?” You decided to just say it not worrying about being kind. If Katja lied to you then she deserved no kindness from you. If she didn’t lie then you would apologize later, but right now you needed to be rude. You needed to make it clear you wanted the truth you weren’t going to keep playing games. Katja laughed surprised by your question and your awful behavior “excuse you?” She glared at you, and you glared back. “You told me my friends left me behind as soon as the explosion happened” when you said ‘friends’ Katja began to feel uneasy. She and the team were your friends now, were you starting to become disloyal? You spoke again backing away from her your body slowly moving you towards the door without you realizing it. “You said I was left out there alone… But when I was fighting Anne today she said they never left me” your nose scrunched your brows furrowed. Your expression reminded Katja of a snarling animal “she said they found my body.” You were getting closer to the door Katja took notice of it. The witch tensed feeling more and more threatened as you spoke and moved. “And you believed her?” Katja scoffed “she’s lying to you! She lied so you wouldn’t fight her!” That was a huge possibility but your brain was saying ‘keep pushing’ so you did. “I believed her because I knew her longer” your body stopped when you got near the door “she sounded pretty fucking honest to me.” The woman looked at the door, and then to you… What were you planning? “Why did you lie?” You knew the truth now, and Katja couldn’t fight back with more lies anymore. The woman rolled her eyes at you “we’re your real friends and you want to go back to the ones who make you work day and night? Who don’t truly see you or your power?” Katja was trying to make you stay, and calm down, but you refused it “answer me!” You yelled at her “why did you lie?!” You were angry now, you wanted the truth. The witch gave in deciding to tell you the true story, but she still had a plan to try and make you stay “we know who you are.” Her glare intensified “Aideen” she said the name like it was the most disgusting thing ever. You tensed not knowing what to say. How did she know who you were? You didn’t get to ask her thanks to your body freezing in fear and surprise. “Jay came up with the plan.” Katja started walking towards you taking small steps, so she wouldn’t scare you.

“She planned everything” you watched as the woman got closer “she had the Drakonium be put out there, she made sure you would be near the smallest pile, she made an illusion of you to trick your friends, and we stayed out there until you woke up.” You felt like throwing up you betrayed everyone for a lie. Guilt ate away at your insides as Katja spoke “we did all that for you” the witch was acting out her plan now “we care for you so much we did all of this for you.” Her plan was to make it seem like you meant so much to her that you would stay. The woman was right in front of you now she held your shoulders, and through your shirt you could feel the cold of her skin. One wrong move and you could end up with frostbite “aren’t we better than the Soul Riders? We cared for you more than they did aren’t we better?” You seemed to be calming down your angry look going away… But only for a second. The look returned your face burning with anger “you lied to me!” You pushed Katja away quickly walking backwards, so her hands wouldn’t touch any exposed skin. “How are you any better!? You fucking lied to me, and took me away from my friends!” You looked to the door, and Katja went wide eyed “don’t you dare.” She watched as you took a step towards the door “leave this room and I’ll kill you for being a traitor!” You looked to her then back to the door, and you ran out of your room ignoring her words. You ran as fast as you could not bothering to look back to see if Katja was following you. You wanted to look, but you were glad you didn’t as a giant spike of ice appeared in front of you. The spike was aimed right for your torso you managed to dodge it before it could hit any vital organ. Had curiosity gotten the better of you the spike would have pierced you. You didn’t escape unharmed the spike grazed your side. Blood poured from the wound covering your shirt in a crimson red color. Adrenaline hit you making you run faster, and it dulled the pain of your cut putting all focus on survival. Katja was serious she really was going to try and kill you. You had to get off the oil rig this was life or death. You ran down the hall taking a turn running straight for the stables. You weren’t going to leave your horse you’d rather die than leave your horse. More spikes appeared in front of you some of them left a cut on you as you ran around them. The cuts ranged from big to small the spikes were getting harder to dodge. Katja was set on killing you, and you knew she wasn’t going to give up until she did. A strong horrible fear hit you as you realized you might not make it out of the rig alive.

TY FOR READING! :D

#ssoblr #sso #star stable online #sabinesso #jaysso #katjasso #khaansso #mrsandssso #mentioned #sharkpupsblogwrites!‼️🗣#lookingforssomoots💔

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mountainficss · 7 months

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HELLO?2&2£282£2£22£2£ FUCK?2&2!2&2£ SEUNGKWANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

oh my god i JUST read ur seungkwan drabble and wait. wait . i need to walk u through my thoughts.

i saw ur post abt being busy with work and that u were working on ur asks. i was literally clicking on ur url to come to ur inbox to tell u to TAKE UR TIME and that there’s literally no rush. even if u took days to get to it i would be more than happy just reading ur old work . so i was like ‘you’ll feed us well in a couple of days there’s no rush hehe’ and then i catch ur url at the bottom of my screen and i’m like . oh another post!!

so i tell myself i’ll read that before coming to ur inbox and telling u to take ur time with ur asks. and then i see what it is. um. what the fuck.

number one. ur genuinely the loveliest and sweetest person for posting that today. even AFTER u said u were busy. i wasn’t expecting it today and i was more than happy to wait for it. so the fact that it came out TODAY. i’m in awe of u and ur too nice. i feel bad sending in so many repetitive seungkwan reqs so i was more than content to wait for u but. ur too lovely. ur too too lovely.

ALSO. what the hell. oh mygod. that drabble. oh hell. i was going insane i’m STILL going insane i feel crazy i feel insane i feel sick UR CRAZY. it’s so good so good i think i got lightheaded i’m gonna read it a hundred times ur. ur. he’s. seungkwan. fuck. oh. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

it’s genuinely so perfect and so amazing and i’m soooo thankful u wrote it thank u thank u thank u. i love u. thank u. OMG i’m obsessed with it i love it

and as always. take care of urself. put urself first always . we love u 🫂🧡

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BABEEEEEEE I LITERALLY LOVE YOU TO PIECES LIKE I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED ITTTT. you have no idea how weak my writing for doms is oh my…i was worried it wouldn’t be well written but AHHHHH I’M SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED IT 🧡🧡🧡 that’s all i ever want omg

but yes i got a lot of work done ahead of time, so i was able to start on some of my requests ;) and YOU’RE the lovely one for being so patient omg i’ll always make time for you sweet people <33 i genuinely enjoy writing all of your requests so much and i’m so thankful people take the time to read them. i just don’t want you guys to ever think i forgot about y’all because that’s never the case 😭🧡

thank you sm again for supporting my works babe i love you so much omg. pls stay safe and keep coming back because i love to hear from you!! 🧡🫶🏽

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diorbabe66 · 3 years

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Hiii Ive done the I Am affirmations and these are my results! I saw someone post on Reddit how they’d seen an amazing shift using I AM and other affirmations that I wanted to try as well. I was not only affirming through the day but sleeping on the feeling/knowing at night as well. I Also meditated but I really enjoy it so that was easy!

During the 4th day I could feel the shift, I became so indifferent to the 3D, you know when someone is like really calm that it’s scary? That’s how I felt. Like nothing phased me. I constantly would here and see people say that we’re God and that we create our realities blah blah, but that day it really clicked. Nothing is in my way, I can have everything I want.

I was at work this day and usually I hate being there but today I knew it was different. I got yelled at by a customer for a return and I was like whatever. During the end of the transaction I firmly stated “I AM” and the lady apologized for her behavior saying “I didn’t know what got into me” like right after I had affirmed. We only get 10 minute breaks but I was gone for damn near 30. I affirmed my managers wouldn’t say anything because “I AM” and when I came out the only thing they asked was “how my break was”. I also got my food and drink for free at the cafe downstairs just cause the barista felt like it.

My manifestations are instant there really isn’t a time lag. But that depends on me really, some things I’d prefer if I woke up and they were there rather then appearing in front of me, and other things I’ve revised instantly. I feel like I’m in the constant void? If I close my eyes and affirm for like less then a minute everything is still and I can’t hear anything around me. Like I’m really just consciousness with no physical body. It’s been like 2 months since then and I’m living my best life.

What I’ve manifested:

-clear skin

-desired Face and body

-Money+ a job in fashion that I really like

-money for my siblings and parents

-both my older sister having their college degrees as well as my degree(I dropped out of college like freshman year)

-revised that my parents were never smokers and are in perfect health

-my eyesight; used to be negative -6.5 but I don’t need to wear contacts anymore

-dental health, got rid of my cavities cause I hate the dentist

-moved to NYC/ got my desired apartment

-payed off all debts/ having no debts at all

-little everyday things like free food, drinks, parking, free flowers, literally super cute everyday things

-A new passport because I lost my old one

-shifting; I’d been trying to shift for damn near 2 years but I’ve finally been able to go to many of my DRs

-being able to manipulate time(slowing it down, speeding it up)

-dream wardrobe

there’s probably more but I can’t think of anything else. Just know that there isn’t anything I’m lacking or want rn, I have everything I can think of 😭.

omg this is absolutely amazing i love it!! especially knowing that everytime we are saying I am we are declaring we are god it's literally such powerful statement in just 2 words i absolutely love this success story and i hope it motivates y'all just as much as it did me 🥰

#success story

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pancakes4two · 2 years

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combined dunkirkrry & hs1 omg ahhh this is a special one bc i have SUCH a soft spot for these two eras

previous parts from this series can be found here!

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harrysfinsta Y/N graduated and I had to take her on a trip to celebrate. Don’t know anyone else who would’ve been able to double major and graduate with honors, all while following their silly boyfriend as he chases his dream across the world. She’s just too smart for her own good; I never stood a chance.

I’m so lucky to love you, and to be loved by you. I’m so lucky to get to exist in a world where you constantly grace me with your infinite wisdom, knowledge, and wit. Proud of you everyday, but especially on a day like today.

Congratulations, sweet girl.

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yourinstagram you’re literally watching me cry at this caption right now this is so unfair i love you the absolute most!!!!!!!!!!! you know i wouldn’t have been able to do this without you by my side 😭 ily ily ily forever forever forever

gemmastyles Who knew my brother could be this sweet? Congrats to the lovely graduate and have so much fun on your trip! So well-deserved for the both of you 🤍

yourbff ok stop playing harry you made me cry… our girl is a GRADUATE 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

yourbff also is that a haircut i see????

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yourfinsta h’s new haircut HSHDHSBSBWBENHDHDHEHWBWNWJWJSJSBSBWJDJSJWJWBEJD

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bffsfinsta HIS FACE

yourfinsta IVE BEEN DYING FOR THE PAST 30 MINS

harrysfinsta Alright, chill out!!!

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yourinstagram when will my boyfriend return from war

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yourdad Still can’t believe H is going to be in a Chris Nolan film! We’re all so proud of him!

yourbff respect our troops.

yourinstagram so true 🫡🫡🫡

yourfinsta

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yourfinsta excuse me for a moment while i

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 💗💗💗🥺🥺💞💗🌟💞🌟💞🌟💗🌟💞💞🌟💞💗🌟❣️❣️❣️❣️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❣️❣️🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤💞💞🌟😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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bffsfinsta WHY ARE U NOT THERE WITH UR HOT ASS MAN AT HIS MOVIE PREMIERE.

yourfinsta I COULDNT GET OFF MY INTERNSHIP IM LOOKING AT UPDATES ON TWITTER GOING CRAZY

harrysfinsta I look good don’t I?!

yourfinsta CONGRATULATIONS YOU’VE FINALLY DONE IT. YOU’VE KILLED ME

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yourinstagram what a joy it’s been to be by your side as you go back to doing the thing you love the most, on your own this time!! harry styles (the album, not the boyfriend) will officially be out everywhere at midnight tonight and i couldn’t be more excited for the world to hear this beautiful boy’s art 💞💞💞💞

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harrystyles It’s all for you, you bring me home, thank you.

yourbff oh good we’ll finally get to hear the songs you won’t shut up about

yourinstagram and i’m not even the tiniest bit sorry about not shutting up this album is perfect in every way

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yourinstagram diva on tour

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harrystyles Why are you posting on Instagram? Go get my coffee

yourinstagram ahhhh shiver me timbers🙄 you can wait for your coffee sir

yourmom My babies back out on the road! Stay safe!

#harry styles #harry styles fake ig #harry styles fake instagram #harry styles imagine #harry eras

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Can I plz request an angst for Fenrir and Luka? Them watching MC being married (probably for Ray and Lancelot) and all they could do is to watch them with silent? Smiling and congratulating the newly wed couples but deep inside theyre dying 😭😭 idk just hurt me 😭😭 thank you sue. I love you and your blog is really amazing. I hope I can make it since it's already may 1 here in my place lol

Here I come to hurt you, a whole half year later. 😩🙇🏻‍♀️ I hope you will see this and… enjoy? 💔

(Requests are closed, I am fulfilling ones from earlier this year. I will post a masterlist when they are all complete. Thank you for reading! 11 left after this one, for real, unless I did the math wrong twice!)

They sit in the front row on the Black Army side, with Seth. Who cries enough for the whole section. Sirius would be there, but he’s the best man and is standing with Alice and the kings. They all look exactly right up there together, beaming and dressed up and mature and unscruffy.

Fenrir pats down his hair and wishes his uniform was a little… nicer, somehow. Luka has his hands clasped tightly in his lap and he’s fretting at one of his fingers. He is able to keep a soft smile. Fenrir is not.

It’s a heart twisting thing, to watch the person they love marry someone else. They are happy for Alice, and they don’t think they could offer her better love, or a better life, or anything. They get it. But they do both love her, have both stayed up late with her, laughing and snacking, both held her when she cried. Held her together when she cried. Even when she cried over Ray and Lancelot. They both dreamed—just dreamed, but they did dream— maybe… this could have been happening with them, instead. It wouldn’t have been a Cradle-wide affair at the Garden or anything. They might have married her in the nice back garden at headquarters, though. Or a restaurant in the Central Quarter.

They know she doesn’t love Ray and Lancelot because they’re more important, or wealthier, than Fenrir and Luka are. Fenrir’s filthy rich, if that mattered.

That’s why he bought her dress. She didn’t ask, he offered. And he offered because he loves her, and he thinks she should have exactly the dress she wants for her wedding day.

She picked a beautiful one.

Luka murmurs that her hair is pretty the way she has it styled today, and Fenrir nods. Luka gave her the pretty jeweled combs she’s wearing, ruby and onyx catching the sun and flashing it back like a code for happiness.

She did ask if they’d do some things, and they said yes before she could be specific, said yes with full hearts knowing her requests would break them in half or worse. They still wanted to be part of it all more than they wanted to be shut out. And that’s why Fenrir gave her away, and Luka made the cake.

They get through the ceremony. It’s hard, but it’s also nice. Neither of them are resentful, they just ache from the many could have beens. Maybe if they had been very, very clear about their feelings, and whispered those dreams when they were all sneaking late night snacks on the kitchen floor...

Luka grabs Fenrir’s hand when Alice kisses the kings. Kisses aren’t supposed to hurt. But sometimes they cut sharper and deeper than a great sword ever could. Right between ribs, to places that bleed deep and miserable. Fenrir clutches his other hand to his heart.

They watch her walk down the aisle, Lancelot on her far side and Ray right beside her, so close Fenrir could try to swap places with him. He doesn’t. He and Luka watch the joy radiating off the newlyweds and kind of want to go jump in a lake. They don’t. They stay, instead, because there’s going to be a receiving line. And because they’re in the front row, and today’s arrangements are for the Red side to go first in everything, they’ll be the last ones to be “received” by the smiling trio.

Seth’s too smart, he’s watching them closely instead of babbling about Alice. But he doesn’t say anything until the line is nearly done, and then all he says is a gentle “Let’s go.” And they go.

They don’t slouch when they walk— thanks to Sirius’ many drills— and they don’t drag their feet. It’s hard not to, though. Their feet just feel heavy. Seth is already done with his long winded wishes for the kings and Alice to be happy when Fenrir and Luka finally make it there.

Alice and Ray are in a rush to greet them by name. Ray pulls Fenrir into a tight hug, and Lancelot gives Jonah a small smile and murmurs a few kind words. Lancelot has always had a special respect for Luka, which has usually been a point of quiet pride instead of the misery business it feels like today. They manage to return the embrace, and the smile.

And then Alice opens her arms to hug them at once, and the radiance of her joy is so bright they are not sure they manage not to flinch. Fenrir says “oof,” as she squeezes them, and Ray laughs. Crisis averted. For other people, anyway.

She’s worn some kind of sweet perfume today, and she is even more dazzling as a married woman than she was as a bride at the beginning of the ceremony.

“Thank you both,” Lancelot says quietly. “Your help today means…”

The tall King of Hearts looks over at his husband as wife, who both laugh.

“It means everything,” Alice tells them, heart on her sleeve like always.

“Thank you,” Ray adds sincerely. And then Alice lets them go, and slips out of their embrace. To stand with her husbands.

“You guys go on in,” Ray nods back toward the tent behind him. “Tell Blanc we’ll be right there, okay?”

Fenrir croaks, but Luka manages a soft “Will do,” with a salute. He pulls Fenrir with him.

They both look back, because they’re hurting and stupid and can’t help but twist their own knives. The newlyweds are holding hands, and Alice is up on tiptoes to rub noses with the kings. They look serene and deeply, perfectly in love.

Fenrir swears under his breath, and it sounds like a sob so Luka yanks them both into the tent and gives Blanc the message he’s supposed to. Then he takes Fenrir directly to the bar and gets them both champagne.

“I hate this stuff,” Fenrir mutters, but he drinks it in one go.

“Not my favorite,” Luka agrees. “No offense,” he adds, indicating the fancy script of the Godspeed label.

“Ask me in the morning if I mind,” Fenrir whispers.

Luka says “Okay,” and wonders how they’ll make it to morning.

#ikerev fanfiction #ikerev fanfic #ikemen revolution fanfic #ikemen Revolution fanfiction #ikerev fenrir #ikerev luka #OOF this hurt :..(#pseu slings

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I posted 1,251 times in 2021

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Longest Tag: 120 characters

#and then i hallucinated that suga put his hands on my cheeks looked me dead in the eyes and said “no bc i still need you

My Top Posts in 2021

— seeing black when you stand up

↳ with rei (hehe), haru, and makoto

heres my first free! iwatobi swim club fic sjshusdh i hope yall enjoy!! (yes this is based iff myself and yes this is purely selfish.)

genre: (bit of hurt)comfort n crack, established relationshups n concerned boyfies 🥺

pairing(s): rei ryūgazaki x gn!reader, makoto tachibana x gn!reader, and haruka nanase x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of like losing vision, feeling dizzy, headaches, and falling in makotos! pls let me know if im missing one :)

wc: 1134

a/n: lets see how badly i can screw this up besties🥵🥵

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137 notes • Posted 2021-07-16 04:00:01 GMT

Pretty setter squad hcs pt 2

Includes: akaashi, atsumu Miya, and suga

Warnings: none just fluff

Note: idrk atsumu that much but I think I’ve read enough fanfics to get a good enough idea. Pls reblog and comment and like it rly helps me out :)

Pairings (sorta): TIMESKIP akaashi keji x Gn!reader, atsumu Miya x gn!reader, and sugawara koushi x gn!reader

A/n: sorry for the accidental hiatus I just like completely forgot I had to do this 💀💀 anyways can someone explain how to use tags 😀😀😀 ALSO WTF IS WRONG W ME IM WILLINGLY BY CHOICE LEARNING INTRO TO BIO ON KHAN ACADEMY AND IM LOWKEY LIKING IT????? 😀🧍🏻‍♀️ I- anyways on w the headcanons. Oh also idk why but I cant/don’t know how to make like a separation photo thingy but I’ll figure it out ig

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157 notes • Posted 2021-01-20 22:17:41 GMT

streamer kenma hours 😄

prompt (??): kenma (@/kodzuken) is a popular streamer (ur his s/o 😏) and you do the TikTok trend where you make him cuddle you while he’s playing games

pairings: kenma kozume x gn!reader (gender neutral) but put in any of your preferred pronouns as well if you’d like

TW: a bit of cursing but for the most part none. this is pretty much fluff of a dream I had 💀

ayo this is my first (fanfic?) checkk ‼️😤

A/N: how do I use this app 😀 ok so like idk how tumblr works bc I’m not smart enough so imma treat it like wattpad only I get to shitpost. Wait fuck am I allowed to curse. Fuck. Damn. Wait shit. I mean- ok never mind. Um anyways... this is like a dream I had and I wanted to put it into words ig? Idk 😭 but anyways yeah. oh also put in requests if u want bc I have like no creativity 😔

After a long hard day at your job, a few minutes before you were done for the day a customer at the store you worked at decided to spill coffee all over you. Now of course this wasn’t their fault in the slightest but on top of the stress from your job it was too much and you let yourself off of work a few minutes early. You checked your notifications and realized your boyfriend, kenma kozume (@/kodzuken) and popular game streamer was streaming and wouldn’t be able to hold you when you got home.

You screamed in frustration in your car as you drove away, angry at the bad luck you’ve been facing today. You check to see if kenma maybe got off stream early and give him a call, but it rings a couple times and goes straight to voicemail. You accept defeat and continue driving, until out of nowhere it starts pouring rain outside.

“Why goddamnit! Of all days I had to not bring an umbrella today was the day,” you mutter as you put up your windshield wipers, hoping the rain would go away by the time you got home. It didn’t. After you finally pull up to your flat in Tokyo, you run, taking all of your stuff through the pouring rain making sure to lock your car. Once you hop into the elevator and wait until it stops at your level (sry if this isn’t accurate lmao I’m not rich 💀) you try to pat yourself dry.

“Y/n, get it together,” you say shivering, hoping that kenmas stream wouldn’t see you as you haven’t been shown on camera yet. Not that your boyfriend is ashamed of you, no, quite the opposite. He knows that some of his fans can be a little, overwhelming to say the least, and would rather keep you away from death threats and bullying online. The elevator finally dings and stops at your flat where you collect your stuff and get into the place you call home. Unable to tell kenma you’re home like you normally do you shoot him a quick text:

To: future husband ‼️😏

hey bub im home... just thought I should let you know. love you <//3

delivered at 21:17pm

After heading over to your shared bedroom and changing into one of his hoodies and sweats, you plop down on the couch and check your phone, seeing a video on TikTok. Apparently it’s a trend to go over and cuddle your s/o while they’re gaming and your bf is a streamer/gamer so you think you should try it on him. Remembering that he has a copy of his stream and you can ask for the footage later, you decide to act now, think later. Surges of adrenaline hitting you in waves, your legs decide to have a mind of their own as you make your way to his gaming room.

Doing a quick knock so that he isn’t so suprised and so you won’t chicken out, you tell him, “bub, I’m coming in ok?” in the most innocent tone you can muster, and open his door, finding him staring at you. No, gaping at you as you make your way over to him looking at his paused video game and the stream chat moving so fast you can only make out a couple words. Some of which being “s/o, lying, sibling, and banana.” Wait maybe that last one wasn’t quite right but you get the point and are shocked at the effect you have. He moved his microphone away from his mouth although its a futile attempt as the high quality technology of his headset picks up the conversation just as easily.

“Kitten what are you doing here? I thought you wouldn’t be home for a couple more minutes and you know how I feel about your face being shown on cams,” the last part sounding very possesive but protective on your end.

Realizing that although you tell yourself it’s just for a TikTok, you didn’t need to lie when giving him a reason and you really do want cuddles. “I’m sorry bub I was just having a bad day at work so I came home a little early and I wanted cuddles. You didn’t respond to my text and I didn’t know you were streaming,” you tell him giving him a look that you know he can’t refuse. As he stares at you dumbfounded, you can’t help laugh a little at the in shock way he looks.

“Fine,” he grits out with no malice and you can tell it didn’t take much to get him to agree. As he moves his microphone back to where it was, you climb onto his lap, straddling his waist, as you wrap your arms around the nape of his neck. “Everyone, meet my... s/o y/n,” he tells the stream while chat goes crazy and you start to get comfy. “We’ve been dating for 3 years now and I haven’t shown their face or revealed I had a s/o because I didn’t want them to receive hate. That being said, now that you all know who they are, please treat them with respect and kindness. They make me really happy,” he says looking at you lovingly as you turn your head to meet his gaze at his words. You blush and turn away, busying yourself with putting his hair back up into a low bun and familiarizing yourself with his steady heartbeat as you cuddle him, slowly falling asleep in his lap.

Kenmas pov: (ahaha bet you weren’t expecting that one)

Now that the stream had ended and I finished my game, winning of course, I was getting sleepy as well, y/n already fast asleep in my lap before I even got 15 kills.

I pick her up watching her snore slightly and drool a little thinking they were the most precious thing ever. As I walk over to our room, careful not to wake them, I murmur subconsciously, “I love you so much baby” not expecting them to repeat the same thing to me in their sleep. When I finally reach our room I lay them down carefully, making sure they wouldn’t wake up as I went to brush my teeth and get ready for bed.

After I finished with hygiene (that’s important kids 😀) and changed into pajamas, I tiptoed back to our bed tucking us both in and cuddling with them, already half asleep.

Fan watching the stream pov: (why am I making so many povs? The world will never know.)

OMG. OMG. THE KODZUKEN JUST ANNOUNCED TO ME AND THE OTHER 2.5 MILLION PEOPLE ON HIS STREAM THAT HE HAS A S/O. Theyre gorgeous of course, I wouldn’t expect anything less, and the way they look at each other- wow. I quickly open Twitter and not to my suprise everyone is freaking out over kodzukens ethereal s/o (thats you babe 😉).

158 notes • Posted 2021-01-03 04:16:43 GMT

PICKLES

— now working at a sandwich shop, you think an old love that you cant stop thinking about is finally slipping your mind, until he walks right in your shops door. old flames resurfacing and new sparks forming, the million dollar question is will he give you his side pickles?

pairing(s): iwaoi, matsukawa issei x fem sandwich shop worker!reader, kiyotana

genre: crack, fluff, childhood!friends to lovers

warnings: haikyuu timeskip spoilers and some photos will be used, but yn is still you, just pretend youre inserting yourself in the photo!

status: discontinued :(

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276 notes • Posted 2021-05-31 06:06:39 GMT

dadzawa 🥺

this is so self indulgent im sorry 😭

ALSO YALL CAN MF SEND IN REQUESTS GRR BARK BARK YOU HAVE TO STOP MY SELF INDULGENCY HELP-

this is like a fic but headcanon format???? idk???? i just??? wrote??????? help???????

secret relationship w ur hr teacher prohero dad check 😊🔫

pairings: dad!aizawa x daughter!reader

warnings: overprotective dad 🤨🤨 and strong language

bte the bullets are really irrelevent i just thought itd be nice to know for refrence for future fics since its what my quirk is in my shifting script and its also a go to superpower of mine

so background on you: ur his love child but the mom ✨ a b a n d o n e d ✨ you

yall habe a great relationship,,, very open

u got into UA as top of recomemdations

no one knows you and mr. aizawa (who is ur hr teacher) are actually related

he doesnt go easy on you (thats prob why they cant tell dumb fuck) in class

ur quirk is that based off how happy or sad/strong your emotions are mean how much you can control light or darkness (its soley based off emotions, not like how much light is where you are)

you can make weapons of light and dark from your quirk or pull a tokoyami and have light or dark surround you, making you have basically armour which elevates yiur strength

if someone gets hit by ur quirk they become paralyzed w too many emotions

ur go to weapon is either balls of light/dark or light/dark whips

sad emotions=dark, happy emotions=light

you have ur dads hair and his eye bags skjsjd

ur hero name is eclipse and ur light whip is named solar, while ur dark whip is named lunar

ur hero suit is like this (ac: ON-K on deviantart) but black and white 😩

yes most of the guys are attracted to you, yes you are friends w everyone, yes mr. aizawa hates the first part

SJJSDH SORRY THIS WAS LONG BUT THIS IS JUST AN IDEA IVE HAD FOR THE LONGEST MF TIME EVER

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364 notes • Posted 2021-02-16 09:39:14 GMT

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