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zyonsay · 6 months

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Wildfire, Chapter Two MV1

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: You almost scored a win, but Max wouldn't let that happen. The McLaren boys want to take your mind off of things!

Warnings: Swearing, Max is a bit of an asshole,Reader has anger issues, Slight Violence, Alcohol, Ki ki ki rah sweat sweat

Now playing: 'Monaco' by Bad Bunny

AN: This was a STRAIN! School is beating my ass recently and it's really difficult for me to get anything done BUT i really want to write this fic!

(Here is the previous chapter)

(Here is the next chapter)

The race season was in full swing, and you’d been doing well. Max had, as per usual, always taken the victory, but most of the time you were on the podium next to him. You were a great new asset to Red bull, and many of the fans seemed to like you. You started discovering more and more memes about you on Instagram and Twitter that would make you chuckle. (Or X? Man idk)

People saw you as a two-sided coin, since your charismatic, silly moments were accompanied by boiling, blood red rage when something messes up the race. Numerous fans compared you to Max when he first entered F1, calling you a “Smaller version of Mad Max.”

You guys’ interactions felt like witnessing two proud stags smash their antlers against each other. No full-on fights have ensued yet, but the tense feeling between you two can be felt by everyone from miles away. It was like the calm before a storm, electric energy surging through the air, waiting to strike when things get any more heated.

Your sassy, provocative nature could bring his blood to a boil easily, often causing him to glare at you from far away or leave some snarky remarks while passing by. This dynamic wasn’t optimal for Redbull, having two drivers who clash off the grid might also clash on the grid. As long as the situation wouldn’t get worse, they’d let you two entertain the fans bit more, but Christian kept a close eye on both you and Max.

Usually your bickering was harmless,

But today you could’ve strangled him right then and there in the paddock after the race. Luckily Horner got a hold of you and dragged you away, you felt like an angry dog being put on a chain outside the house by its owner.

What happened a few minutes before angered you deeply. Max profoundly refused to let you pass him, even if you had to brake to not crash into the rear end of his car. You could’ve had the first place if it weren’t for him blocking your way. Saying you were enraged was a pathetic understatement. You were steaming with rage and wanted to smash his head against a wall.

You, Lando and Oscar were strolling towards an Ice cream truck that Oscar had found on google maps. The race weekend was over but many of the drivers decided to stay a bit longer in the beautiful city. Tough it was extremely hot, which was the reason why Oscar and Lando wanted to go for Ice cream, what they didn’t tell you tough is that they wanted to distract you from your conflict with Max.

After paying for your Ice cream, you three made your way to a bench, sitting down and enjoying your refreshments. You chose pistachio ice cream, savoring the sweet, nutty taste. “Have y’all heard about the party tonight?” Lando glanced at the buildings nearby, enjoying the fancy exterior, thinking about snapping a pic for his .jpg account. “I mean, we all know that there will be one, but I didn’t catch any specifics.” Lando now looked at you and Oscar. “Danny told me about it, it’s in the grand Casino at eleven O’ Clock. I really want to go, but I wanted to drag you both with me. Are y’all coming?” He mustered up his best puppy eyes and began pouting. A hearty laugh escaped you, almost causing you to drop your ice cream. “Sure dude! I can’t wait to have some fun.” Oscar grinned, agreeing with what you said. You guys spent some more time shopping and checking out some must-see sights of the city. Lando bought Oscar a little Koala plushie with sunglasses calling it "Oscahs Doppelgänger.” You really liked hanging out with the two McLaren boys, spending time with them meant lots of joking and messing around.

“Hurry the fuck up Y/N, its almost eleven!” Landos voice rang over his obnoxious banging on the door. You rolled your eyes and checked your outfit one more time in the mirror before heading out. You were greeted with a friendly smile from Oscar and Lando who looks like he’ll bounce around the walls like a gummy ball. He could’ve well exploded on the spot with excitement. He and Piastri were both a tiny bit older than you, but Lando was still a kid at heart.

Lando, Oscar and you walked through the city, heading straight for the big, fancy Casino. Even from far away you spotted a familiar, smiley face. “Oi! Danny!” You waved at him, gaining his attention. He was smiling broadly as usual, walking up to your little group. “Hey guys! Looks like Lando managed to drag you along, eh?” He was obviously wearing one of his flash banging party shirts, it wouldn’t be Daniel Ricciardo if he wasn’t wearing something obnoxious, right?

The four of you chitchatted for a while, when Oscar asked: “Were you waiting for someone?” Daniel looked down at his wristwatch; it was already five past eleven. “I was actually. Me and Max wanted to meet up at eleven. Don’t know where he is, maybe he already went inside.” He shrugged, glancing you way as he noticed you tensing up at the sound of the Dutchman’s name. You definitely haven’t forgotten the race earlier that day. The guys stayed quiet for a few moments as the chilly night air blew around your legs, contrasting with the warm weather during the day. Lando was the first to break the silence. “Can we finally go in?”

Once you entered the gigantic building, colorful lights and the smell of overly expensive alcohol flooded your senses. A few familiar faces were dancing, drinking, and laughing, but there were also many you didn’t know. Daniel led the group towards the bar, buying you all a round of shots. “Gotta start the night the right way!”, he laughed before downing the burning liquid. The vodka fueled the sparks in your guts and turned them into a fire. You were going to have fun tonight.

Suddenly a loud voice appeared behind you. “Hey Danny!” You froze for a second before turning around and facing the man you’ve been wanting to murder since this morning. “Oi, Max! Thought I’d never see you!” Daniel abandoned the bar stool to pat Max on the back. Oscar, who was sitting next to you, turned in your direction and whispered. “We don’t have to hang around with him. Let’s just leave- “, you interrupted him, “No. Its ok.” You were too busy glaring at Max to notice Oscars worried expression, not that he thought you’d attack Verstappen out of nowhere, but he was concerned that a teasing comment from Max was enough for you to snap. As he later would find out, it was.

Max didn’t pay any attention to you, obviously not feeling as irritated as you were. The casino was warm from the sheer number of people inside, the loud music mixed with laughing and chatting. Daniel was going on about some experience he had the day before while exploring the city. You were halfheartedly listening to your friends rambling while you were observing your friends’ mimics. Your eyes landed on your fellow Redbull driver. He was listening carefully, asking a question every now and then. He then glanced at you quickly, catching you looking at him. Max then quickly looked away again.

After a while, Lando pulled you away from the bar and towards the dance floor. He was definitely drunk by now and was all giggly and happy. “C’monnnn, dance with me!”, Lando slurred.

It must’ve already been a few hours since you arrived at the Casino, but time flew by so fast. Oscar stated that he was getting tired and wanted to go home in the next hour or so, while Lando was as lively as ever and could go the whole night. You agreed with Oscar though, since you were tired and had an appointed Press conference for tomorrow. Daniel and Max wanted to stay a little longer but agreed to accompany you outside to say goodbye. Once outside, a cold shiver ran down your spine. The city was illuminated by bright lights and a howling wind was brushing through its streets. Daniel stopped, facing the rest of the group.

“We definitely gotta go out together more often!” Lando nodded enthusiastically, glancing your way as if inviting you to go out with him more often.

“Yeah, once Y/N doesn’t hold a grudge against me, I saw those glares.” Max laughed, but you couldn’t help but judgingly glance at him. His face was red and his posture a bit wobbly.

“You’re the one complaining about me during Interviews.” The venom in your voice was very apparent, you made no effort to hide your disdain. Max looked hesitant for a second before his expression hardened. Daniel seemed to feel awkward, not exactly knowing how to deal with you two firecrackers. Max focused his eyes on your face, not wincing under your glare. “And you were the one crying around about me winning this morning?”, he laughed again, seeking eye contact with the others as if to justify his words. The McLarens Aussie next to you looked deeply worried, as If he already suspected what happened next.

The blood in your veins began boiling, you could literally feel it. A heavy push from your side caused Max to stumble back. “Don’t fucking go there you dick. You just couldn’t handle me winning, right?” Your fellow Redbull driver was now shaken awake, glaring at you with a bitter look on his face. “Don’t get mad at me because you lost, fucking Dickhead.”

You were SO ready to ruin his stupid face with a good punch.

…but before you could actually get violent a certain Honey badger stepped in. “Lads, calm your tits! I think it’s best if we all go to our hotel rooms now.” Oscar was holding you back, worrying what would happen if he’d let go of the raging man in his arms. The other McLaren boy was standing next to you guys, unsure what to do. Daniel gave Max a heavy pat on the shoulder and gave him a serious look. “Let’s go get some sleep, buddy.” Max’s eyes never left yours, like a hunter stalking its prey.

But you won’t budge under him.

#male reader #gay #f1 x male reader #f1 fanfic #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x male reader #x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #f1 fic #f1 x reader

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satoruhour · 8 months

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What do you think about gojo begging reader for a duck lmao? Maybe he wants kids but reader thinks 20 is too young so now he really wants a duck?

a/n: anon u so fuckin real for this, enjoy !!!! had lots of fun writing this / tagging my gojo luvers @jabamin @hyomagiri @crysugu @satohruu

yeah. yeah he would.

would be so eager about it too, like arent you fathering megumi and tsumiki ??? dude

my hc is that yes he took them in around 18 and you were already together with him and getting used to taking care of the two kids

but he would randomly get baby fever while seeing you be so caring and loving to the two, and not to mention for the first two years megumi usually stuck by you LMAOOO

tsumiki warms up to gojo more or less but theres still some barrier between gojo and the kids

so one day while youre both waiting for megumi and tsumiki at their school two years later he randomly announces in his annoying voice that “we should make a baby!!!!”

god the faces of all the parents waiting together with them 😭😭😭 and it’s so funny too cause it’s implied in S1 the siblings walk home together without a guardian and they would do perfectly fine without the two of you.

and bc of megumi’s usual embarrassment of gojo (and sometimes you) he tells you two to stay home cause he knows where you guys live but gojo just HAD to bring you here today bc he finished a mission nearby (lies. his fav kikufuku store opened an outlet near the school) and whats wrong with wanting to see the kids ya know

but anyway you seized his arm and slapped it just as the kids were coming out and shoved him so hard he almost fell. he fake cried that night in your arms and megumi made sure to ban you both from visiting both their schools ever again (it was right next to each other)

it doesnt seem to affect gojo much however until megumi brings home a consent slip for a farm excursion and hes like sure! he goes on the website of the farm and gets a splendid idea

well, splendid by his standards, but terrible by yours

[9:50am, delivered]: satoru i almost couldn’t find ur contact why did u change it 😭😭😭

[9:56am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: DAMN? why ??? curse me for wanting a cute name on my baby’s phone.

you literally saved me as “gojo satoru”

[9:57am, delivered]: bc thats literally ur name u fucking loser ?????

[9:59am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: photo attached

[10:01am, delivered]: you went finding for that pic didnt you

you’re so engrossed in the conversation (or rather, you making fun of him), pausing so intently that the person behind you has to ask you to move so you can order some damn mochi for your sweets-obsessed boyfriend. but before you can open your mouth to tell the cashier what you wanted, there’s another text that comes in and you’re torn between confusion and incredulity.

[10:01am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: also can we get a duck

[10:02am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: and NO i dont mean a fuck you dirty girl muhahah i know you thought that

eh, well, maybe you did.

[10:02am, satoru the bestest and coolest 🩵]: please pleasp eeplelasepplea

and also, you think that maybe you didn’t really want to buy kikufuku for your boyfriend anymore.

gojo is elated later when you hand him the bag of mochi from his favourite store, him still following you around like a puppy, looking almost comical with his tall figure crouching so low.

“so?”

“we are not getting a duck, satoru,” you sigh with your hands on your hips because when gojo begs like that it’s just so adorable, but the other doesn’t let up, using his blue-eyed charm on you and you hate to admit that it’s working — except maybe you would give in if it was a cat or a dog or even a hamster.

“a duck?”

gojo shoots up immediately and you’re reminded of his impending height compared to yours, “yes!”

“no!”

your boyfriend pouts again and reverts to his submission-to-you pose as tsumiki likes to call it, “pleaseee?”

you make a big dramatic out of thinking, “hm, get on your knees.”

gojo’s surprised but he does it without a second thought and you’re taken aback just a little at his obedience. if this was the way to get him to properly wash the kids’ clothes or to clean up after eating in the messiest way known to man, you’d get him to do it all the time, but you’re snapped out of your little realisation when megumi opens the door, tsumiki next to him giggling non-stop — the excursion bus probably had dropped them off on the front porch.

“what’s going on?” you’d think it was the other way round: the two siblings being the responsible adults whilst you two were acting like kids, especially with the way megumi asks the question. gojo isn’t phased.

“trying to convince your surrogate mother here,” gojo nudges his head toward you with a slight scowl on his face, “to get us a duck.” your hand lands a smack against the back of his neck.

megumi pulls a face and tsumiki only laughs even more and starts to nudge megumi with choked laughter, seeing his hands start to form a sign: his rabbit, no, divine dogs shikigami—

four ducks start materialising from shadows, crowding around the two of you and bombarding you with both quacks and playful nips on your skin and your temporary anger with your boyfriend fades, focusing on the seemingly happy faces of the ducks and the way they waddle. you’re stuck in between laughter and the softness of their feathers until—

“oh, this is their natural state, but they turn into angry, sorta scary geese on command too, although i haven’t really gotten the hang on it—”

gojo’s eyes widen, “megs, no!”

needless to say, megumi sits a little sheepishly later as he watches gojo clean up your scratches and mild wounds, getting a well-deserved (light) lecture and a kiss on the forehead later from you for discovering a new shikigami during movie night, gaining a little smile from gojo as he cuddles a sleeping tsumiki closer.

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen gojo #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojo x reader #jjk x you #jjk drabbles #jjk gojo #jjk fluff #gojo satoru fluff #gojo satoru x you #satoru gojo #gojou satoru x reader #gojo smut

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lollytea · 4 months

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(About the Dana post)

ALSO LIKE. THE WAY HE WAS PROBABLY IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING ELSE AND THEN JUST. DID THAT.

Like he's holding a clipboard! I'm willing to bet Willow just slid under him with some encouraging chant to hype up the team, and Hunter just went "ah yes spot for me"

What if I explode

YEAHHHHH!!! Talking about this sketch and the implications makes me very unwell. Also the little gesture of happily resting his chin in her palm is just like something a sweet doggy would do before looking up at you with confused yet earnest eyes and then wagging his tail hopefully. He's so doggy like to me. Do you know what I mean? You know what I mean <333

Agsbdjnk the clipboard. A silly little sketch but with visual storytelling. It's absolutely tryouts or something similar. I imagine that Willow is the only EE player that is dedicated to playing longterm while the others have a lot of fun during their time on the team but eventually move on to other ventures after a year or two. Once Boscha improves her behaviour after FTF, I could see Skara wanting to return to playing grudgby. She seemed to really love it. So Willow and Hunter are on the ball near immediately to find a replacement. And with the Flyer Derby renaissance Willow has lowkey started at Hexside, there's a way bigger turn out than the last time she needed recruits.

Judging by Hunter's level of relaxed contentment and Willow not giving it much notice, a good chunk of time has passed since the events of W&D. They're very attuned to each other, having probably been joined at the hip for a while now.

(We're gonna ignore the fact that Hunter doesn't have his post TTT scars. Presumably Dana just forgot agsbdjk.)

Definitely post grom I imagine. If you compare Hunter's body language in both pics

In the left pic, I don't think he's unwilling to be touched. He's definitely excited about wherever the FUCK this is going. But he looks stiff and his smile is twitchy, clearly nervous. Which implies that he's not that used to Willow being so touchy with him and he's a little out of his depth. My headcanon is that grom was when they officially got together, after months of situationship shenanigans. With that little idea in mind, this is just the beginning of their relationship.

When it comes to the pic on the right, I imagine it's also quite early in the dating stage. Early enough that they've only just broached the exciting world of more intimately affectionate touches. Which Hunter has evidently not built up an immunity to yet. Still melts every time.

Yeah that is definitely a boy who has only been in a relationship long enough to discover that he loves the feeling of his face being held, but also a boy who's so comfortable in his relationship that he's not shy about seeking out affection when he wants it. Even in public.

So he's still swoony but not shy about it anymore. So I'd say a few weeks-a month or two into dating.

(Also the haircuts align with this little timeline I've made up in my head. Willow has cut her hair short for grom, while it's in the season 2 short stubby braids during tryouts. So it HAS grown out but only a little. Meanwhile Hunter's hair has grown out a bit during grom, but looks recently trimmed during tryouts. There's no real significance to this. I watched a Dana livestream once where she said she'd rather just draw short hair Hunter because the long hair noodle is annoying to draw. But asgbknk! I like to make up implications where there are none. Anyway my hc is that Willow and Hunter do not just decide on a signature hair length and keep it forever. They spend the next three years bouncing back and forth between long and short styles.)

ANYWAY Willow is absolutely hyping Hunter the fuck up as the Golden Star of her team!! The best and the brightest!! Her pride and joy as a Captain. The purpose is to get the candidates all excited to do their best to get a spot on this epic team so they can play alongside him, but Hunter misinterprets Willow's praise as sweet talk and smiles and blushes appropriately.

Agsbdjnk it's so funny. He totally understood that the goal was to get their potential players PUMPED and he was excellently playing along with riling them up. But that glowing review of his character distracted him and now he thinks they're flirting. So the super cool badass disposition he had adapted for the newbies was promptly thrown out the window because hehehehe my girlfriend is so nice to me 🥰 Bro has forgotten where he is. Head empty.

So when Willow juts out a hand to aggressively present ✨️Him✨️ to the audience, Hunter's already gooey brain just says put chin in hand because sweet girl soft girl my girl.

Willow is a little thrown off but when she feels the weight of his face but just rolls with it and keeps going. She even gives him an affectionate little caress. I think she recognizes that he's misunderstood the tone a bit and has decided to not tell him. He usually gets very embarrassed when its pointed out that he's made a social error and she doesn't wanna do that to him. It's harmless and its cute, who cares? He's a little confused but he's got the spirit.

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jonnnysuh · 1 year

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Dating S Coups would include

A/N: HIIII Happy new year !!! Long time no see. I wanted to write one of these for so long but it just wasn’t working out…. And then my brain came up with this out of no where. I’m not sure how well this is gonna do bc it’s been a while ((also no one has ever requested s coups??? So I’m really doing this for no reason LMAO)) I’m ngl i kinda popped off on this one. also fun lil treat at the end <3

Series Masterlist

Crushing stages:

This is a friends to lovers type of man!!! I cannot stress this enough

You meet each other when you’re kids and one day he looks at you and it just clicks

At first you refuse to believe there’s something between you two bc you’ve known him for so long

But there’s something about the way he says your name when he’s sleepy, how he always makes sure to be on the “dangerous” side of the sidewalk for you, how he is the one thing in your life that feels stable and warm and right

One day he’s like “fuck it” and goes for it bc there is no feeling in the world as definite as his love for you

Dating:

Bc you’ve been friends for actual eternity he knows you so well

It goes beyond just remembering all the foods you do and don’t like (which he does know) … HE CAN TELL WHEN YOU’RE LYING

Also bc of this, he’s the first person you go to for advice

You know he’ll be honest and fair and help you come up with the right decision bc he just… knows you

Sends u drunk texts bc he cannot stop thinking about u ever

100000% compared hands with you when you were just friends LMAO AND STARTED INTERLOCKING FINGERSJSJDKSK

He does not get tired of listening to the story of when you realized you had feelings for him

Will do things for you even if he’s tired out of his mind as long as it makes u happy

If u needed a glass of water in the middle of the night there is no question about,, he’s getting up from bed to make sure you have it

“Text me when u get home” 🫡

Brings up embarrassing childhood stories about you

But don’t worry you also got some dirt on him so he won’t be hehe-ing for too long

NOOO I FEEL LIKE HE’D ENJOY MAKING LEGO FLOWERS WITH YOU (or any sort of thing where you guys can sit in comfortable silence,, as long as you’re together type thing)

IT’S A YEARLY TRADITION

Is not afraid to tell you his opinion

And won’t always agree with u

Sometimes he wont say it tho, you can just tell by his face…. But also guess what Cheol ur not the boss 🤬🤬🤬

Loves late night drives !!! Eeeee imagine listening to music in the car with him and singing your lil hearts out

One hand on the wheel one hand on you

Having a Spotify blend of ur guys’ favourite songs 😭😭 and they’re always in rotation 😭😭😭 Imma cry rn

He said “I love you” first. Tbh he always knew he was going to be the one bc he can’t help it, it’s so easy with you

Cuddles after a long day

“C’mere” in his tired voice FJOSFIOWJXJKWNS!!!

Spoonfeeds you bites of his meals

Your parents really really like him ((he’s so charming I fear there was no choice))

Sends u cute lil update pics

YOU GOT THIS FULL GROWN MAN SENDING YOU KISSY FACES

Nah he for sure has an album in his phone called “us <3” or some shit with just pics of YOU GUYS AHHHHHH

For some reason I feel like he’d like the sound of his SO’s voice

Is your voice of reason when u wanna make a dumb decision … but will that stop u from being dumb sometimes??? I think not

Lowkey…. Blows u kisses…. No one else is allowed to see tho ok shh

Your whole house smells like him after he visits bc his cologne is STRONG

Often times when you’re cuddling in bed he’ll be looking over your shoulder so u guys watch TikToks/videos together

Soooooo supportive! He’s so proud of you!!

Competitive asshole

It can be the most mundane thing ever but he has to win or even just tease you about it

Voluntarily gives you his sweaters and shirts

Lifts you up a bit when you guys hug

Long-term bets ((just cause y’all know you’ll be together for a longgggg time))

Calling each other by your childhood nicknames

He gets excited when you guys talk about the future he literally cannot wait to spend his entire life with you

Taps on his cheek for a kiss jfodjdjkdnd

Plays with your hair so gently that it causes you to fall asleep

“How are you, my baby?”

HE HAS TO ADD “MY” BC YOU ARE HIS BABY

Protective. If he thinks someone’s gonna mess with you he’ll step in at the exact right time

Lowkey gets jealous,, he needs that reassurance sometimes

NAHHHH imagine saying “make me” to this man …. That’s all I’m gonna say

Bites u (lovingly)

Loves going grocery shopping with you and taking an extra long time in the snack aisle

Has the urge to sing cheesy love songs around you bc you make him feel like those songs!!!

If you do something cute he’ll blush

Messing with him is so much fun bc theres literally endless ways to go about it

You have the privilege to push his buttons

Either one of you bringing up childish shit like “REMEMBER WHEN WE PLAYED FREEZE TAG AND YOU DIDNT UNFREEZE ME??”

If you start showing him things on FaceTime he’ll give you his full attention like he’s in the room with you

Gets pouty when he wants a kiss and you’re not giving it to him

NAH if you get sulky coups it’s over with you’ve already lost … the man is getting what he wants

play wrestles with u

The way he looks at you there is honestly no denying that he is so in love with you

The one person in the world who knows everything about you

Loves a good deep talk but fair warning: he will get emotional about it

All I’m saying is s coups is a certified lover boy methinks

BONUS:

#s coups #s coups scenarios #choi seungcheol #seventeen #seventeen imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop texts #kpop writing #scoups fluff #boyfriend!svt #seventeen drabbles #svt #tbh its not really written in his tone of voice but LOWE ME #THESE TEXTS WERE SO HARD TO COME UP WITH BUT U KNOW WHAT #I LIKE THEM #me trying to fight for my life for no reason #svt headcanons

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fannyyann · 2 months

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Hey, hope you're doing okay. I hope you don't mind me asking, but I am rather new to the mattdrai fandom and I couldn't help but wonder:

Was Matthew really as bad as a lot of fic lead to believe in his earlier hockey years in Calgary? And was he really disliked in the room - where there rumours like that? So many fics build on this premise, and seeing him now in Florida and hearing all the nice things his teammates say about him and seeing the things he does himself and the insane good hockey he plays... it's hard to believe.

It's so strange also that it's so rarely mentioned that Leon was the one to be sent down to the minors, not Matthew.

Plus what I don't get: matthew is a lot hotter than Leon? why is it always told like Leon is the hottest dude on earth while Matthew is nothing? comparing early pics and pics from now... it's just not true? Leon looks good, a bit bland IMO, but Matthew is and was just hot in a very unique and special way. maybe because he isn't that bland generic good looking Leon is? But good looking in a special way? so that got a lot longer than I thought it would, hope you don't mind the ask.

i don't mind you asking at all! this is basically my roman empire so MY apologies if this gets unwieldy but i have FEELINGS about matthew's early fic portrayal lmao

in his six years on the flames, matthew was always one of the top five scorers.

his rookie year, he was sixth in rookie scoring

the season he was picked for his first ASG, the flames were 16th in the league at the time all star rosters were announced and matthew was their top scorer.

so it's not like he was the best player from a bottom of the league team or going because he was the home town boy, he was a playoff team's best player (both at the asg break and when the season was eventually suspended because of covid).

and even in his career worst year (2020-2022), he ended the year as their third best scorer and only six points behind johnny (the leader). and as one of calgary's beat reporters said in his end of the year review, Matthew was "good, but not quite as good as the Flames needed him to be."

so i've never really understood why people were portraying him like that either and still haven't figure out if most of it was unreliable narrator kind of stuff or if some authors actually thought he was bad before he had his breakout season, but it doesn't reflect reality.

as for him being disliked in calgary, that all stems from jake muzzin flipping the puck at him, and the subsequent players only meeting that took place after it, in which matthew allegedly told the team he was upset they didn't join him in the scrum after and he was then told him it can't be a riot every night.

before that there were never any rumors that i'm aware of that he was unliked in the room, and in 2019 gio, who most people tend to think is the one who told matthew to tone it down, said this about another players only meeting:

so while the 2021 players only meeting was a story because matthew wasn't playing like his usual self afterward, i've never thought it was indicative of him not being liked by his teammates. and honestly, you have to take it all with a grain of salt anyway because while guys obviously bullshit the media, at the practice after the players only meeting guys talked about how there was a general lack of emotion, and how they came out there trying to have fun with each other and put it behind them, and in the postgame the next night, gio specifically sites getting into scrums and mixing it up when asked how much more emotion they played with in that win compared to earlier losses, so if mixing it up was good the very next night, the math doesn't quite add up, yk?

but johnny did confirm in his spittin chiclets appearance about two weeks after the muzzin incident that matthew was pissed after they left him out to dry that night, and when asked about matthew's struggles that season darryl sutter said matthew needed to, and would, get back to playing to his identity, so the whole cause and effect of the muzzin incident on matthew's play that season isn't completely unfounded, but i do think multiple guys saying the team needed to play with more emotion, johnny saying in the chiclets episode that the guys skating off didn't find out about the puck flip until they saw it on sportsnet and saying he felt bad about it, and the new coach coming in and getting matthew to play back to his style shows that it wasn't as personal as it was made out to be.

anyway, the flames may not have be as tight knit as the panthers are, but matthew had his people there. he's bffs with hanifin and his friendship with sam bennett is part of what drew him to florida. johnny always says great things about him, blake coleman called him the heartbeat of the team, and was such an important voice in the room that the flames suffered when he and gudbranson were no longer around to tell sutter to chill the fuck out when he was being too hard on guys in the room.

he probably wasn't close with every teammate, most people aren't friends with all their coworkers, but he wasn't some sort of loner in that locker room.

as for the looks, that's all down to personal preference. leon is definitely very conventionally attractive and while matthew has definitely glowed up in the last few seasons, he was by no means ugly. i wouldn't even say he's really unconventionally attractive either. he's got a good face and was a cute teen and people who are like "oh no i find matthew tkachuk attractive now" have literally never made sense to me. but again! personal preference and all that.

again, my apologies if you weren't looking for THIS MUCH of an answer to your question but this isn't even all the sources i pulled up when i first got this ask so i did TRY to keep it short lol

#matthew ask

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Hey Shaz, i was watching this video and i noticed that Jk didn’t really say much about Jimin. There were two times when all the other members said stuff about the person whose pic they picked but Jk was silent and then when he finally answered that last question about Jimin, he answered in a very generic way and even Jimin had to ask him to be specific. I dunno but i kinda felt a lil weird about it. Is it that Jk really doesn’t know Jimin that well or did he just intentionally not want to say much about Jimin? Or do u think they might have been going through a rough patch here? Cuz whether u think they are dating or not, those are very basic things that anyone would know about their bandmates atleast so him being quiet while all the other members said stuff about each other was kinda weird to me a lil bit. The only way he really wouldn’t know those stuff is if he really doesn’t give a shit about Jimin cuz after having stayed with someone for that long you will atleast know those basic things about them. I really don’t know what to think about this clip. What do u think?

Aish. Anon u sent me the video and after reading your ask i feel like we both watched 2 different things. Man, when the vermin and antis jump to conclusions idgaf but when a Jikooker does it, it does my head in. Honestly.

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First question

JK answers:

Even i know that answer. Any Jikooker or Jimin stan knows all about Jimin's love for the stage. Huge thing he has in common with JK btw so of course JK knew the answer.

There was some other questions but we don't get to see JK's answers. They edited off a few member's answers to multiple questions. So we only see JK answer twice and already you concluded he doesn't know Jimin?

2nd and only other question he answered

JK's answer

Jimin interjects

So JK rectifies

All the members including Jimin, laugh.

According to my English comprehension JK wasn't wrong. He said that moment was a vacation because Jimin doesn't usually have a preference. Guess he has no issue with organising or going with the flow. And since we have it on record Jikook taking vacations together, its safe to say JK knows what Jimin likes for/during vacation.

Anon you are so busy nit picking the two answers, two! That you missed JK calling Jimin sexy

Then looking right at him

And the grunt he makes before he says that... 🤭

You also missed the part where JK picked Jimin's card on purpose. They were all supposed to pick randomly but JK checked the cards in advance and gave V the other one then kept Jimin's.

You can see JK inspect the cards before handing one to V.

Now, one could argue JK couldn't really pick himself because then where would be the fun in that? And you know what? That's fair. But I would argue a) JK has a habit of cheating in order to end up with Jimin and b) JK peaking at the cards in the first place when they weren't supposed to? Come on now. Refer back to point (a)

So!

JK was never silent. That was just the editing and we never got his answers.

The 2 questions we did see JK got both answers right.

Other members were calling each other handsome but of course JK had to call Jimin sexy. This isn't a word straight men throw at eo willy nilly. (Compare JK grunting at Jimin's photo and calling him sexy, to him shouting "sexy namjoon!" at that online concert and tell me you don't see the difference

In conclusion; this obsession with Jikook fighting every other Tuesday or breaking up has got to end.

#ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #jikook analysis #jimin and jungkook #kookmin #minkook #jimin #jungkook #whipped jungkook

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I’ll Spend the Rest of My Life Making It Up To You Series

Part 6!! WC: 6.8k

Warnings: Phone Calls, Mentions of physical, emotional, mental and verbal abuse, mentions of rape, mentions of getting help, death, afterlife, sad hours, family fun, pool, swimming, scars, Aaron Hotchner in his dadbod era.

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After you put Mason down for a nap, Aaron decided to take Jack out for a bike ride. Well, it wasn’t really his decision. You were forcing him to go on a bike ride with Jack. Jack had been asking him to go all morning but Aaron didn’t want to leave you alone.

After much convincing of telling him you’d be alright, he told Jack to get ready, fill up a water bottle, get his bike helmet, and shoes on. You watched Jack get everything he needed while Aaron ran through everything with you.

“Lock the door when we leave. Even the extra lock. Look through the peep hole before you answer the door. If Jake is at the door, go with Mason into the guest room, lock it, call 9-1-1, text me, and I’ll be back. Don’t talk to him, don’t let him in. I can’t-I can’t let anything happen to you or Mason. Please.”

“I know, Aaron. I’m not going to let Jake in or anyone. I promise. Go enjoy the beautiful afternoon with Jack. I’m going to be sitting here on the couch, watching TV, until you come back.”

“I’ll text you when we are heading back home, I’ll call you when we’re right outside the door so that I don’t have to worry about waking Mason up.”

You always loved that about Aaron. He was always so over protective, always so caring of others. He put everyone else’s safety in front of his. He always put everyone over himself. You used to be that way towards Aaron. You would always put him over yourself, but when you two broke up, you put yourself first. That was until you met Jake. Then it was Jake’s needs that needed to come before your own. Now with Mason, you’d always put Mason before you.

“Go, Aaron. Go enjoy a nice afternoon with your son. It sounds like you two don’t get enough quality time with each other as both of you deserve. So go, however long it takes. Mason and I are safe.”

Jack hugged you and Aaron smiled at the scene in front of him. He loved that Jack knew you were his best friend. Aaron was thankful he had always kept pictures of you up, had always talked to Jack about you, even if it was never about you two being in a relationship, but just being best friends.

As the two left for their bike ride, you decided to start researching domestic violence cases and custody battles. You wanted to prepare yourself for the ride you were going to go on. It scared you. It really did. You were afraid that by doing this, you would lose Mason. If you lost Mason to Jake, you don’t know if you’d be able to live with yourself anymore.

After about an hour of reading up on public cases and watching TV, your cell phone pinged with a text message. You saw who it was from. You didn’t know if you should pick it up or let it go. He wasn’t calling, it was just a text. Maybe he got served the restraining order. Maybe Aaron’s divorce attorney was that good and already served him those papers.

Despite thinking, you picked up the phone and opened the message.

“I’m probably the last person you want to talk to right now, and, I know I haven’t been good to you, but, can I please just have 5 minutes with you on the phone?”

It was just a phone call, right? Nothing could happen to you. His words could hurt, but his fist hurt even more. You were safe in the confines of Aaron’s home. You knew your son was still sleeping. Jake only wants 5 minutes, you wouldn’t give him any more.

After a few minutes of contemplating what to do, you turned off the TV, shut the lap top, and took a deep breath. You were going to talk to him. You were going to have to face him sooner than later, you better let him get angry when he was hundreds of miles away, compared to him getting angry when he was a foot away from you.

You decided to call him. After 3 rings, he picked up, saying your name on the other side of the phone.

“Yeah, it’s me. We don’t have a lot of time, Mason’s due to get up from his nap soon.”

“I just want you to listen. Please. I know you don’t owe me anything, but I want you to hear me out.”

“5 minutes, Jake. That’s all I’m giving you.”

“I’m sorry for being a shitty husband. I am so sorry, Y/n. I never meant for it to get this bad. I never wanted to lay my hands on you. I know for 10 years, I have been a shitty husband. I was insecure of myself. You had Aaron, a greater man than I ever was, ever will be. You had him once and then you got me. I thought I’d get over it. Then, when you went to his office, I lost it. I love you, Y/n. I haven’t stopped loving you. We have a freaking baby together. A little boy who you and I love so much. He’s the best thing to happen to us. We’ve been through so much. We’ve been through three miscarriages to get Mason. We went through that together. I know how hard it was on you. I know you wanted children. When we got Mason, I fell harder for you. You are an amazing mom. You work, pick him up from daycare, and you’re always there for him. I’m a shitty husband, a shitty father. I won’t deny that Y/n. But please, come home. I’m leaving the work trip early. If they fire me, they fire me. I want my marriage back with you. I want to raise Mason with you. We’re going to be okay. I promise you I’ll change the way I’ve been. I promise that if I lay a hand on you again, I will call the police myself and have them throw me in jail and sign off on my parental rights. Let me make our marriage right again. Please, Y/n. You deserve better, and I’m telling you, I’m going to be better. I’m going to be better for you an our little boy. So please, come home.”

You were upset. Here is your husband calling you, clearly upset, saying how he’s sorry. You heard his voice thick with emotion. You know this was coming deep from the heart. That’s the one thing about Jake you had loved. He spoke from the heart. He could be sincere.

“Jake, why now? What’s making you call and apologize, now? Why couldn’t you change 10 years ago, on our wedding night?”

“I was out golfing with my buddy today and when we got back to the clubhouse, I saw it, Y/n. I saw a husband hit his wife in the corner of the clubhouse. And you know what she did? She picked herself back up and carried on like it was nothing. It made me realize that the pain that that woman is going through is what you’re going through, I never want to put you through that again.”

You were heartbroken. You fell in love with him for a reason. Part of you wants to give him a second chance. Mason deserves to have a father in his life, he’s just a little boy. Maybe Jake truly has changed. He was being emotional with you, he even said he would call the cops on himself if he laid his hands on you ever again. Maybe he changed. Maybe you’d be alright after all. This was an eye opening experience that Jake needed.

“Jake, I-I need a bit to think about it. You really hurt me, not only physically but mentally, emotionally, you did it all.”

You heard him let out a sob, you felt sorry. Maybe he truly was trying to make up for it. Maybe he realized he had a son that he had to set a better example for. You needed to talk to Aaron about this before anything.

“Jake, I have to go. Mason’s getting up from his nap. We’ll be in touch.”

You hung up before he could get another word it. You couldn’t deal with this right now. 10 minutes ago you were reading about divorce attorneys, court cases, restraining orders, and custody battles. But, maybe you were just overreacting.

You got the text from Aaron that him and Jack were putting their bikes in the garage and coming up. When you had unlocked the door, you waited for Aaron to knock, however the sound of Jack running down the hall had you getting up to open the door for those two.

Jack greeted you with a hug and began telling you all about his bike ride. He sure was a very animated kid. You loved hearing Jack talk about Aaron. Aaron was a very good Dad to Jack, you knew he’d always be a good father, but to have Jack confirm that by speaking so highly about his father, it made you smile. You wanted Mason to have someone to speak so highly about. Maybe you did need to give Jake another chance.

“Is Mason up yet?”

“Not yet, but, I was thinking, when Mason gets up, I want to take him to the pool. What do you think? Should I convince your dad?”

Jack nodded eagerly at you and he whispered, “I’m going to go change into my swimsuit and find my pool toys.”

You chuckled as you watched the little boy run down the hall, trip on his toy, get up and say, “I’m okay!”

“So, Mr. Superhero, when Mason gets up in about 10 minutes, let’s go for a swim? I could use some fresh air but I need a bodyguard.”

“I’ll be your bodyguard until the day I die, Y/n Y/l/n.”

You heard Mason start to wake up so you excused yourself and went to go get him changed and changed yourself. You didn’t realize you even had a swimsuit in your luggage until you realized it was in a pocket you didn’t clean out last year. It was one of your favorite swimsuits that you thought you had lost, but were happy to find it this morning.

When you got yourself changed, you were happy it was just an apartment complex pool, that hadn’t been busy. You were self-concious of your body. You weren’t that way then you were with Aaron, but when you were with Jake, you were overly conscious about everything, but that was because of what he’d say to you.

You walked out of your room with Mason settled on your hip and Aaron had seen you in an oversized t-shirt that was extremely faded and a pair of shorts. It was only when he went to hand you Mason’s bottle that he made that it was actually his shirt from 15 years ago. He remembers giving it to you. Well, more like you stealing it from him.

You and Aaron had just gotten home from a night out. You weren’t planning to be out so late, but you two got caught up in a night of dinner, drinks, and dancing. It was a fun night out, one that both of you needed.

After getting home, you and him decided to change into pajamas, but when you and him decided to have one more drink, you spilled your drink onto your shirt while kissing him on the couch.

You picked up his shirt that had long-been discarded on the side of the couch where you two were making out on. You quickly took off your shirt and put his on.

“Come on, we can’t make out a little bit without your shirt on?”

“No, we can’t. That’s why yours is off.”

After a night of loving Aaron, you got up next morning and made breakfast for him. He heard the dryer going and laughed at the thought of you doing laundry so early in the morning.

“Once my shirt is finished drying, you could have this one back.”

“No, I don’t want it. It looks better on you than it does on me. Keep it.”

And that’s how you got stuck with your comfort tshirt that Aaron never got back the minute you took it from him.

“I remember that shirt.”

You looked down at it and said, “Oh yeah, I guess I didn’t realize I put it on. It’s a comfort tshirt. It’s faded.”

Aaron cut you off and said, “It’s 20 years old! I could give you a new one.”

“This one has more sentimental value to it. Do you remember how you stole it from me.”

He chuckled thinking back to that memory with you. That was one of the best nights he had had with you. You two were young, new and experimenting with your relationship. That was the first night you spend the night with him without having to leave at 6 in the morning.

You sat on the couch, beginning to feed Mason as Aaron changed into a swim suit. When he walked out into his living room, you couldn’t help but take his figure in. He didn’t let himself go by anymean, but the man you were with 15 years ago was definitely not the man who stood in the living room now.

He filled out, it was better looking now than it was 15 years ago. The dadbod he had on him made him more attractive. What you didn’t notice was the way he held the backpack infront of his stomach. He was hiding something, but you didn’t know what.

“Y/n, did you hear me? Do I need to pack something to make another bottle?”

“Uh, no. Sorry. No, he’ll be good until dinner time, if not I’ll feed him from the boob.”

Aaron rolled his eyes at how brazen you were. He loved that you didn’t care. You would just say the most out of pocket things out there that always would make him blush. He really should have known you would’ve said something like that.

After Mason was fed, Aaron filled up some water cups for all of you, and then you were walking your way to the pool in Aaron’s apartment complex. You got set up under an umbrella and Jack ran into the pool and started playing with a couple of his friends. Aaron got in the water and said, “This was your idea, you have to come in now.”

“I’m coming in, relax. Here, hold Mason above the water. I don’t know how he’ll react. This is his first time in a pool.”

You quickly slipped into the water and stood next to Aaron. Looking at each other, you looked back at Mason and fixed Mason’s hat.

“Okay buddy. You ready to go in. Aar, lower him in slowly.”

Aaron had turned Mason around so that Mason’s back was against his chest and facing towards you. Mason was smiling at you and you were telling Aaron to keep lowering him.

Mason immediately started kicking his legs around and waving his arms. Mason was laughing and it sent you and Aaron into a laughing fit. Sooner than later, Mason’s bottom half was in the water and he kept looking at you and Aaron.

“I think you’re going to have a swimmer on your hands, Y/n. Wherever you move to next, you better hope there’s a pool somewhere close.”

“Just like you got your little swimmer over there.”

Jack was doing swimming races with his friends and Aaron said, “He was thrilled when he moved in with me. The pool was a plus for him.”

You grabbed a little pool float to put Mason in so he could still play in the water but Aaron wouldn’t have to hold him. You put Mason in it and he was playing with the water toys attached. It made your heart happy to know that your little boy was happy. That your little boy had no idea what pain was, you never wanted him to experience it.

You held the float in your one hand and said, “Aar, I uh, I need to tell you something. But, you can’t get mad, okay?”

“Okay. What’s up?”

“Jake called me. When you were on your bike ride with Jack. He wants me to meet him again. He wants to work things out. He said he’s changed. He wants to be a father to Mason, he said that I deserve better than he was giving me. He told me that if he laid his hands on me again, he would call the police himself. He’s coming home from his business trip today.”

“No. Don’t even suggest what I know you’re thinking.”

“Aaron, him and I had three miscarriages before we got Mason, he wants to be involved in his life. He wants to fix our marriage. I owe him the respect of at least showing up to talk.”

“No. No way am I letting you go back to him. I’m sorry if you wanted me to tell you to go back to him, but I can’t. I mean, look. He left bruises on you. He left scars! You owe him nothing. You gave him 10 years to figure his shit out. You gave him 6 months to be a father to Mason. You don’t owe him anything.”

You were heartbroken. Aaron always supported you. No matter what crazy idea or decision you had or made, he always supported you, but he wasn’t going to give you his approval on it. He doesn’t know Jake. But at the same time, you guess you didn’t really know him either.

“He’s changed, Aaron.”

“Bullshit, Y/n! I read some of the letters. I saw the photos of what he did to you on your wedding night. God damn it, I picked you up in the middle of the night and drove you to the hospital because he nearly BEAT you to death. How am I supposed to just go by your word of ‘he changed’. He didn’t. No man, who has been ABUSIVE for 10 years, can change in the blink of an eye. I refuse to believe it. Sure, maybe I let jealousy get in the way because I will have lost you, AGAIN, but I also refuse to believe that a fucking coward like him, has changed.”

You were upset. Aaron saw it and you felt your emotions running high with the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. He wanted to calm you down before you were crying, so that’s when he pulled you in for a hug.

“You have to trust me. I’ve dealt with men like this. He’s no good if you go back to him. You have to trust me, Y/n. I usually support you in decisions and ideas that you make or have, but I just can’t support you on this one. You and Mason deserve so much better than he could have ever given you. You need to know that.”

Deep down, you knew Aaron was right, but you wanted him to just be wrong. You wanted to believe Jake was capable of change. Manys loved him, but, you couldn’t love him all the time.

“When we put the kids down tonight, we’ll talk, okay?”

You nodded at him and as time slowly went by, you were closer and closer to dreading that conversation with Aaron. You knew he was going to be honest with you. You needed to trust him. But a piece of you lied with Jake. He was your husband, your son’s father.

While the kids were fast asleep, you moved to sit on the couch, waiting for Aaron to come out of Jack’s room. When he finally did, he went to his office and then came back into the living room. Except he wasn’t alone, he was holding an evidence box.

“Aar, what is-”

“I’m going to give you all the reasons why you should not go back to him.”

Aaron pulled out a stack of letters. You don’t know how he got those. You left those in your car when you went to the bureau. Then you remembered his team went through your car. They must have taken it. You just sat back, knowing in your mind you would not win against Aaron.

“Look at the letters, Y/n. You wrote these. You wrote these to me. They start off find, but you missed the sign of his verbal abuse when he told you that dress didn’t look good on you. You missed it. That was just a starting point.”

Aaron put that letter on the table and then pulled out a letter where you told Aaron he pushed you down the stairs. He pulled out the photos next.

He laid them all out on the table in front of you and he pointed to a picture of the hand print on your face.

“Look, Y/n! This is his handprint he left on your face on your wedding day. You wrote that in the letter to me. Here’s your wedding dress he ripped because he just wanted to get to you, that he didn’t like. Here’s the lingerie he hated even though you loved. Here’s the bite mark he left on your breast.”

He kept going on and on. All you could do was sit on the couch and cry. You were falling apart. You were reliving all through your trauma, but you were reliving it with Aaron. He was pointing this out to you.

“Here’s one. He didn’t physically abuse you. But this is a different sign of domestic abuse. Let me read it to you.

Aaron,

Tomorrow I have to say goodbye to you. I don’t know how I feel about it. Well, I know how I feel about it. I hate it. I’ve been crying, angry, frustrated, throwing up. Jake won’t let me see you anymore.

He thinks there’s something going on, but we both know there isn’t. You and I just sit at the diner for an hour, and if we’re lucky, maybe two hours, and it’s two hours where I can be myself, I know I won’t get judged by you. I can laugh at whatever stupid jokes you say and I can tell stupid jokes back. I can be myself.

But, they say all good things must come to an end. You were the good thing I had in my life, Aaron Hotchner. You always had been and you always will be, I know that. You’re the greatest gift that life has given me, Aaron.

One. More. Day.”

You were still a crying mess on his couch. Jake didn’t deserve you. You didn’t deserve someone as good as Aaron.

“If that still isn’t enough, Y/n, look at me.”

Aaron pulled out his cellphone and took a picture of your face.

“He did this to you last night, Y/n. You can’t tell me that he has miraculously changed in less than 24 hours. What’s next? Will he push you down the stairs harder and you hit your head against the corner of the wall? Will he try to kill you in you sleep? What example does that set for Mason? If you go back to Jake, all it’s going to do is show Mason how to treat his girlfriend and wife someday. And you know what, you’d be just as guilty as Jake if you let that monster raise your son if you go back to him.”

Mason. It’s when everything clicked for you. Aaron’s right. Jake wins if he creates a mini-version of himself. You won’t have that. You know other women in this world are in a domestic abuse situation who can’t get out. They don’t have the resources you do. They don’t have the will-power that you do because their significant other is manipulative. You can get out, you will get out.

You were sobbing now. Aaron was right, you couldn’t go back. Jake’s lying to you. Jake’s trying to manipulate you into saying he’ll be better. But deep down, you know Aaron’s right. Aaron wrapped his arms around you and when you melted into him, sobbing into his shirt, you know that he knew that he had got through to you.

“You deserve better, Y/n. You always have. For the past 10 years, you were in a loveless marriage. He never loved you. You were just a “thing” for him.”

He held you in his arms and he said, “It’s going to be okay. If he texts you again, don’t answer it. If he calls you, let it go to voicemail. We can’t have you calling and talking to him, especially when there’s a custody battle at stake here.”

You nodded your head and you pulled away from him. Wiping your tears, you cleaned up the photos and letters, placing them back into the box.

“Give those to Dave and JJ tomorrow, but, I want them back Aaron. They need to make photocopies of everything and I want the originals.”

“Of course.”

You smiled at him and you said, “Thank you. Goodnight, Aaron.”

While getting into bed, you couldn’t help but cry yourself to sleep. You were so grateful for Aaron. He deserved everything and more in the world. You drifted off to sleep, knowing Mason would be up bright and early.

***

Maybe you were going to die. You couldn’t be so sure. I mean, you know Jake needs you. Deep down, there’s some love somewhere, but it had to be brought to light. Maybe he could change. If Aaron could change his mind about marrying you, the one good man who you loved so deeply, hurt you in the worst way imaginable. The day that Aaron broke off the engagement was the day that you died, maybe not literally, but it was the start of your downfall. It was the beginning of the end. Aaron breaking your heart solidified you getting ready to take your last breath. Would you blame Aaron? No, because you should have fought harder. That’s why you tried to keep your breaths steady so you could see Aaron one last time.

“Y/n! Y/n, oh god, what did he do to you? What did he- I should have never let you go see him. I knew better! Look what he did to you. Look what I did to you.”

Aaron had rushed to your side, placing pressure over the blood that was pooling out of your stomach. He tried to keep his eyes on you, he wanted to see the life still in your eyes, but the blood was coming out faster and faster.

“Aaron, It’s not your fault. Listen to me. It’s not your fault. Aaron, this was Jake’s fault. Promise me you’ll get him. Promise me you’ll take care of Mason. I know he’s not yours. I know we didn’t have kids, but please, Aaron. I can’t let Mason grow up without anyone who loves him. I know you’ll love him as much as you love Jack, as much as you love me. Please Aaron, please tell me Mason will be in good hands.”

“He will be. Because you and I are going to raise him. The paramedics are on their way. Mason’s going to have a mom AND a dad. We’ll raise Mason together, we’ll have a few Hotchner babies. We’re, we’ll get married, we’ll continue to grow our family. Mason, he’ll, he’ll be okay.”

He saw your eyes begin to flutter close, but you needed to tell him you loved him, make him promise that he’s going to take care of Mason. It was your time.

“No, no. Y/n! Wake up! Wake up!”

“Aaron, it’s time. I’ve lost too much blood. Aaron, please. Please promise me you’ll take care of Mason. Give him all the hugs and kisses you can to that kid for as long as he’ll let you from me.”

“I promise, y/n. I promise. I will.”

“And Aaron, I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Death is a weird thing. It’s like you could still hear everything that was happening around you, but you couldn’t move. It’s like an out-of-body experience. One minute, you were watching Aaron fall apart around you, and the next? You’re watching him take care of your son.

You were in this weird transitional state. You briefly remember what had happened when you closed your eyes for what would be the final time, and how you took your last breath shortly after. For some reason, you felt Aaron’s entire body weight hold you in his arms, almost like his weight was on you. Even for being dead, you still felt the final kiss that he gave you write before you closed your eyes for the last time.

You never wanted to know what it was like to dead, but now that you were here, you could still keep an eye on your son, which is what you were doing now. You weren’t haunting them, just looking out for them. Your son was comfortable around Aaron. Aaron looked exhausted carrying Mason around from daycare to daycare. You saw him and Penelope researching daycare places for Mason in the car. A part of you felt guilty for putting this on Aaron, but you couldn’t help it. You didn’t think it’d ever get this far. You didn’t think Jake would have beaten you to death.

It was only a few months later when you were watching over your three boys in the kitchen. All three of them making a mess and baking cupcakes. Aaron letting the boys consume way too much sugar, but they were having a good time. For the first time in a long time, Aaron looked happy. Jack was an amazing big brother to Mason. As Jack was kneeling on the chair, mixing the frosting together, Aaron’s phone screen went off. It was your sign to try and communicate with him that you were there. You were okay even without physically being alive.

When Aaron looked down at his screen, he smiled. He changed his lock screen a while ago from the bureau logo to a pic of you and him when you two got engaged. That was one of the better moments in his life. His home screen was a picture of Jack and Mason sitting on the swings in the park. Mason may not look like Aaron at all, but he didn’t care. He would tell everyone until the day that he died that he had two sons.

When Mason saw his phone light up, he pointed to the picture and smiled, and said, “Mama! Dada!”

Aaron froze slightly, not sure what to feel. It was just then when Jack started getting super excited that Mason had just said his first words. Aaron had teared up and picked up Mason from where he was holding him on the counter.

Aaron kissed his cheek and said, “That’s right. That’s your Mama.”

Jack said, “Dad! He called you dad!”

You began to cry at the sight of your three boys in the kitchen. Your son said his first words. It was mom and dad. You knew they’d be okay. Aaron was doing an amazing job raising two boys as a single father. Aaron was raising a son that wasn’t his, but in that very moment, anyone who would encounter your family would think that Mason was his and Aaron would always make sure of it.

When he got both boys to bed that night, Aaron got in his bed and pulled out a candle.

“Hi, Haley. Usually I do this with Jack, but tonight, I wanted to talk to Y/n. I hope you two are both watching over us. I’ll talk to you soon with Jack. I miss you, Haley and I’m sorry.”

You were in the room watching Aaron sit on his bed with the candle in his hand, back leaning up against the headboard. You really wish you could hug him and tell him how proud you are of him for raising two boys as a single father, for raising one who wasn’t even his.

“Hey Y/n, Mason said his first word today. It was ‘mama’. Jack got so excited when he said it. He called me Dada. I, I don’t know how I feel about it. I mean, I love it. It means he’s got trust. He knows I’m there to take care of him, but at the same time, you should be here, too. You should get to here Mason calling you Mama and calling me, Dada. God, I hate Jake, he did this to you, y/n. You’re gone and he gets to live and sit in prison. You didn’t deserve that. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.”

Aaron broke down crying and you began to cry yourself. While you weren’t there physically with him, only the ghost of you moved closer to him and wrapped your arms around him while he cried. You could touch him all you wanted, but he wouldn’t feel you there. That’s what hurt the most.

It hurt knowing that Jake won. It hurt knowing that you were gone and Mason would never remember what it felt like to be held by his mom. It hurt knowing you would never marry Aaron, would never get to have a child that was half you and half him. It hurt watching Aaron struggle everyday after losing two people he loved and raising two kids as a single father.

“I miss you, every day, Y/n. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to protect you. I’m sorry I broke off our engagement all those years ago. But, I’m going to keep my promise. I’m going to keep giving Mason all the hugs and kisses I can. I’m going to take care of him and talk about you everyday. I love you, watch over us, please.”

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You shot up out of bed, waking up in a sweat. Were you dead? What the heck was going on?

You were breathing really heavy, you were sweaty. When you turned the lamp on, you saw Mason sleeping. You slowed your breathing down. You were okay. You were at Aaron’s. You needed him. You wanted to sleep but were afraid if you fell asleep on your own, you’d have another nightmare.

You brought the baby monitor with you and walked your way into Aaron’s room. You saw him sleeping. You had second thoughts. Should you wake him up? Should you just get in bed with him?

You apparently didn’t think to long, the next thing you were doing was quietly shaking Aaron’s arm, whispering his name.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

He turned on his lamp, sat up, and took a look at the state you were in.

“i-I had a nightmare. I want a restraining order against Jake. I want him to go to jail for what he did to me. I want sole custody of Mason. I can’t let him win, Aaron. I can’t.”

You began to cry and you wrapped your arms around Aaron. He held you in his arms and said, “We’ll take care of it. Let’s get you back to bed. Come on, you can sleep with me.”

You wiped your tears and whispered, “Thank you.”

Aaron got up from his bed and he walked into his bathroom to grab you a cup of water. You got in on the opposite of where Aaron slept and got in. He gave you the glass of water and after you took a sip of it, he got in bed next to you. He turned off the light and adjusted his sheets.

He turned on his side to face you and said, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You turned to face him and you could just make out a little bit of his face in the moonlight. You knew he wasn’t going to let it go until you told him what it was about, but he also knew that he had to let you process it yourself.

“I just know that I had gone to see Jake and he had beat me to death. Aaron, you came to try and save me, but, it was too late. He had already done more than enough damage. You watched me take my last breath. But when I was dead, I was still there with you. I had watched you and Penelope go to multiple daycares, researching the best ones for Mason. I watched you fall apart but keep yourself together for the sake of the boys. I watched you be a father to a child that wasn’t yours. I-I, it must had been a few months since I had passed because I saw an older Mason, older Jack, I watched you light a candle after Mason had said “Mama and Dada” for the first time. I watched you fall apart speaking to me and Haley. Aaron, I can’t do this with Jake. I saw what my future was like and I don’t want to die knowing I didn’t listen to you. I don’t want Jake to win. I-I can’t lose you just yet.”

Aaron saw the look of fright on your face. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it. He kissed your forehead, giving himself a moment to calm you down.

“I don’t want to lose you, but if you died. I would take Mason in in a heartbeat. There are no ifs, ands, and buts about it. It was just a nightmare. You’re going to be okay, y/n. We have a good lawyer, we have the evidence, you have a place to stay. Tell ya what, when we talk to the lawyer tomorrow, we’re going to start moving you out of that house. Okay?”

You nodded your head, thankful for Aaron at that moment.

“I would never kick you out, you know you can stay here for as long as you need. If you want to move out, we’ll look for somewhere safe for you and Mason. If you want to stay for a bit, we’ll fix up the guest room up into however you’ll like.”

You placed your hand on his cheek and began to rub your thumb gently back and forth. 15 years ago you were in bed with a man you had loved more than anything in the world. Here you are 15 years later, with the same man. It’s not how you thought life would have taken you to get back to him, but you had.

“Thank you, Aaron. I mean it.”

“Let’s get some sleep. Come on. Goodnight.”

You had closed your eyes, your hand retreating back to your side of the bed. You didn’t know it, but Aaron didn’t fall back asleep until you had fallen into a deep sleep and heard your little snores. That’s what really gave it away. But that was something he had always loved about you.

He would always love you. To him, you had no flaws, you were perfect. It was him who was a mess. But, right now, getting through these past few days have been rough on him. All the guilt that consumed him for breaking the engagement off led you to this trauma-filled life with Jake.

Just knowing that when this was all said and done with that he was going to propose to you, it made him fall asleep with love in his heart and more excitement than ever. He knew you were going to be his wife when everything was over. He was just grateful that you came to him when you needed help, otherwise, who knows; your nightmare might have became a reality.

He pmoved closer to you that night, proceeding to wrap his arm over you, pulling you into his chest. He just wanted one night where he could hold you in his arms and make sure you were going to feel loved by someone in the morning.

And that’s what he did when you and him woke up in the morning at the sounds of Mason beginning to talk in his pack-and-play. You were greeted with his arms around you, a little squeeze around your waist as he whispered, “Good Morning.”

You felt safe with him. He was your person. You had always wanted to marry this man. You were just hoping that he’d want to marry you, even with all the baggage you had.

Little did you know, he had always loved you and would always love you no matter what happened from here on out.

Next Part

Tagging: @8crazy-freak8 @angelmather1 @rousethemouse @lex13cm @mrs-ssa-hotch @comfortzonequeen

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner angst #aaron hotchner x single mom!reader #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x fem!reader #aaron hotchner fic #aaron hotchner fluff #criminal minds fanfic #aaron hotchner fanfiction #restofmylifeseries

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tinydefector · 20 days

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Saw the Wings of Primus post and I am over run by thoughts because MIXED BIOLOGY TIME!!!

How big do you think the wings are? Assuming that these are the same wings Rung still had when he was planet sized and a humans relative height compared to Cybertronians it would make sense then can shrink yes?

And if this thing has fully integrated into the human would they experience other changes? It would probably benefit the Wings if its current wearer has its body in tip-top shape. If they do would they still be considered human or be a techno organic?

Sorry if it’s a little sciency, I really wanna know what you think are the general limits are so they can be pushed for that tasty hurt/comfort

WINGS OF PRIMUS AU

So I believe that the wings size themselves to the host, depending on if they are a Cybertronian, Cybergod, human they automatically size themselves to the host of the core. And also take different forms with the cybertronians based off what type of cybertronian, such as if Starscream work them they would be different from Megatron, Rung and car mode bots, each build has different shaped wings, but onyl Rung has the original 'primus' style which is why they became a 'myth'. That includes style of wings such as on a human they take a more Angel like style while Cybertronian are more bulky and squared.

For me I like to think of it a somewhat symbiotic relationship with a human as the wings Alter their genetics in-hancing their bone structure and spineal column, (x-men wolverine metal bones,) an integrates with their nerve system and neural pathways, but the human themself doesn't have much of an effect from the change other than soreness. They can't consume Energon and live off normal human foods but do need to use WD40 on the core so it can continue to move without jamming.

So in my personal choice they aren't a Techno organic becuase if the wings were to be removed the only thing left would be the metal bone structure (no cybernetics) but it would be an extremely painful and dangerous task without the wings willingly letting go of their host.

But there is also the potential of it giving the human a spark presence due to alternation, but you can also make it the wings have slowly turned the humanninto a cyber organic, its the reason I kinda enjoyed making this becusse there is so many different things you can do when you basically have the wings of a Cybertronian God.

I actually kinda made this AU because I thought it would be fun as a soulmate kind of thing. Rung can constantly feel his missing wings presence, and one day, he feels a shift in their field, and it's the wings that make the 'reader' seek out Rung.

If you feel liek it you could even make the wings their own entity where they talk to the reader and only they can hear it similar to Venom or Al-An from subnautica Below zero.

But in all honesty it's pretty much interprete it how ever you want.

(First pic is the Humans version of the wings the bottom two are Rungs version of the wings)

#transformers #transformers x human #transformers x reader #transformers idw #transformers lost light #mtmte rung #transformers rung #rung #idw rung #primus transformers #rung is primus #primus #primus mtmte

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cyborgpulsebooks · 6 months

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Pulse of Life Press 1st Anniversary - and an experiment!

It's been a whole year since I started this crazy artform! I can't believe it myself. The amount of books I've made in the past year has long since hit the double digits, and each and every one of them is incredibly important to me, flaws and all.

However, there was one book - my first book - that had more issues than the others, some that outright interfered with reading. Luckily I've been learning book repair at the same time as binding, but when I tried to fix some of the problems for Bernhardiner, it went...well... about as badly as it could.

What to do, then, with a ruined book? I didn't have enough decorative paper to completely redo the cover, with all the little dogs. But then I thought - why not leave the cover? I know how books work - I could pretty easily detach the whole case from the ruined textblock, make a new textblock, and just reuse the old case. It seemed like a sound experiment. Now, for the press's first anniversary, I have compiled most of the process under the cut, complete with pictures.

Please come along with me on this journey!

This was the beginning of the process, after having slooowly and carefully detached the endpapers of the textblock (right) from the case itself (left). You might remember this from my recent shitpost! To loosen the adhesive and separate the two parts without ruining either one, I initially slid a bonefolder into the hinge area of the case, and then switched to a thin little boi called a microspatula to slip through the glue not unlike a letter opener.

This did lead to some wear and tear on the boards of course, but it could have gone a lot worse. Most binders that I've learned from use a homemade wheat paste to attach case to textblock, but so far I have not been able to make it without the ingredients turning into an Oobleck-esque gelatin. Thus I use PVA glue, which is far stronger, and can lead to things like this. Still, not too bad. The case was successfully salvaged!

Before I describe and show off the redux, I just wanna share a couple of the errors and mistakes I made on the first textblock here, as I usually try and photograph my books with the least amount of flaws visible. Here we can see, firstly, that the glue job on the spine was shoddy at best; none of it really got quite between the individual signatures of the book, leading to weird gaps like that which compromise the stability of the book and show off the spine liner/mull, to my dismay.

In the other two pics you can see page numbers where they're definitely not supposed to be. Ah, MS Word, you son of a bitch and your terrible, terrible pagination settings. Took me months and months to learn how to paginate my books correctly, up until about my FINAGLC bind.

Not enough glue here on the pre-made endbands, either. It would sometimes fold under while reading, which wasn't super fun to see.

Finally, the botched repair that started this whole journey - I had attempted to fix one of the gaps between signatures (seen earlier) with some Japanese repair tissue, but ended up sticking these pages awkwardly together and fucked up that little top part there. A nightmare!

For all the above reasons, I actually decided to go back to my original typeset and revamp it. I've gotten some... teasing in my binding groups for the fact that my first few books were set in Times New Roman (which I actually find satisfying to read, thank you very much), which apparently gives off a sort of amateurish vibe. I've been experimenting with body fonts since, and the two I reliably use at the moment are usually Sylfaen (for shorter, smaller books) and Baskerville Old Face (for longer books). I switched it to Sylfaen here, and you can compare and contrast the results far down below.

Now, I'm not going to detail the entire bookmaking process here - just the interesting bits. If you want to learn how to make books, I highly suggest checking out @renegadepublishing's resources, as they're how I learned. But here we can see all the new signatures of the new edition nice and crisp and printed. In the second photo they've even been punched for sewing already!

At the co-op where I print and sew my textblocks, I often get to use real nipping presses like this bad boy right here. It's entirely metal (iron?) and way too heavy to lift. Between the two scrap papers peeking out is the new Bernhardiner!

But at home, this is my current set up:

Everyone, meet the eponymous Pulse of Life Press. POL Press, meet everyone.

A family member of mine made the wood part (obviously, a separate piece from the HS books) for me last Christmas, with no real knowledge of what a book press should look like at all. It's sort of a cross between what's known as a lying/finishing press and just some sort of regular old clamp. I line it with wax paper, stick the spine of the book in the center, tighten, and then cover the rest of the textblock with my trusty viz Homestuck books. It's a little MacGyver-y, but it's served me well.

This is the part where you glue the spine, attach the endpapers, and so forth.

For this redux, I decided to continue practicing making my own endbands instead of using the same pre-made ones I had for the first copy. These ones actually came out pretty darn well, if I do say so myself! They're the absolute neatest I've made them so far, and that's a relief. Obviously I still need work, but it's so lovely making them. <3

After this, I actually don't have a lot of pictures! It's basically just press, attach the spine liner and glue again, press again, casing in, and then...

Et voila!

Lookin' pretty good, if I do say so myself.

I didn't get exact duplicate photos of the original textblock's mistakes for a before/after, but you can probably just tell from these just how cleaned up the new one is. Rest assured those pesky out-of-place page numbers are long gone, and my spine gluing has gotten a lot better. I'm honestly just glad that it cased in so well - I was worried about that flaky board for a minute there!

And that's all. Thank you for coming with me on this little peek behind the scenes! Here's to many more books in the coming year - more to read, more to make, and more to write.

Cheers!

#cyborg rambles #POL press #bookbinding #fanbinding #book repair #it's also my birthday month so! double the warm and fuzzies #long post

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songbirdseung · 8 months

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matchy matchy / lee heeseung

You know Hansel and Gretel, the classic fairytale. You know the breadcrumb trail. This part of the story could be compared to the way you and heeseung drop hints about your secret relationship to your fans. Just like how the breadcrumbs were eaten by the birds.

Right in this moment, you felt like you were living a double life. The 'hannah montana' of your generation. You kept a secret to pretty much everyone in your life. It was easy to hide and joke around about, cause who in the world would believe you were dating lee heeseung of enhypen.

Blending in was not exactly blending in for you. Easily, no one would think twice about your photocard dangling on the side of your bag, your matching purple hair with your boyfriend, and the jokes you make about being delusional. Yes, you were an idol under HYBE, but you still were a fangirl at the end of the day, so it made your job easier.

The beloved second half, heeseung. He didn't have to do much either, all he needed to do was think before speaking, joke around with fans, keep them thinking that he was single. Of course, you'd be slightly jealous but cringe at the same time when you see new content of him flirting with fans.

But at the end of the day, you win.

Cause right now, you were laying in a hotel room in Japan. Heeseung's arms gladly wrapped around you and you both watch a movie. "Aren't you tired of hiding?" Heeseung looks down at you, laying on his chest. You look back up at him and smile before saying "No matter what the circumstances, as long as I get to be with you. I'd love it" The statement sounded better in your head, so you cringed right after you said it. You two share a laugh and continue your focus on the film that was playing.

The rest of the night, you two stay unaware of what is happening between your fandoms. All because the similarities and the timeframe of you and heeseung's post on social media. Each of your fans go detective and try to piece together the evidence. Some have come to believe it, some don't.

(a/n: the following accounts are fake and made up, but if you so happen to have that handle...cool)

@/EnhyFam_123 Hey guys, I've been scrolling through Y/N's Instagram lately, and I couldn't help but notice something interesting. 🕵️‍♀️ Do you remember Heeseung's post from a month ago where he's holding a cup of coffee with a cute heart-shaped latte art? Well, guess what? Y/N just posted a similar coffee pic with heart latte art today! Coincidence or something more? 🤔

@/InSomnias4YnH OMG, you won't believe this, but I think I've stumbled upon a clue! 🕵️‍♂️ Y/N and Heeseung both posted pictures of them hanging out at the same amusement park last weekend. Y/N captioned it "Fun day out," while Heeseung said, "Rollercoaster adventures!" Could they have been on a secret date? Check it out and let me know what you think!

@/HONEY10_Heart Okay, fam, this is getting TOO SUSPICIOUS! 🧐 Heeseung posted a selfie last week wearing a blue hoodie, and guess what? Y/N just shared a selfie today in a BLUE hoodie too! 💙 It's not just any hoodie; it's the same shade! Are they sharing clothes or sharing their hearts?

@/YnHeeShipper4Eva Guys, let's not forget about that mysterious photo challenge Heeseung started a while back, where he shared pictures of his favorite spots in town. Y/N just posted a pic of one of those EXACT spots today! Coincidence? I think not! 😲 Is this a subtle way of confirming their relationship or just pure coincidence? Share your thoughts!

@/HesitatedHeeStan I can't help but notice that Y/N and Heeseung have been wearing matching bracelets lately. They both posted about them separately, but I have a feeling they might be sharing something more than just jewelry! Is it time to ship them officially? 🚢

@/YnHee_Heartbeats Okay, I've seen Y/N and Heeseung's posts from the past few months, and I swear their captions seem like they're finishing each other's sentences! Heeseung posted, "Lost in the music 🎶," and Y/N followed up with, "Found in your smile 😊." Is this a hidden love story playing out on our feeds?

@/EnhaYnLove4Eternity Guys, it's official! I'm convinced that Y/N and Heeseung are dating! 🥰 I've seen so many similarities in their posts, and they keep dropping hints like breadcrumbs. It's not just one thing; it's the whole package! Their matching outfits, shared locations, and synchronized captions… It's a love story in the making! ❤️ #EnhaYnForever

@/CuriousKpopStan I don't know about you all, but my heart is doing somersaults over Y/N and Heeseung's possible relationship! 💞 From the subtle hints to the uncanny timing of their posts, it's hard to deny something's going on. 🙌 #YnHeeLove

@/YnHeeDenier_99 Okay, folks, let's not jump to conclusions here. Just because Y/N and Heeseung have similar posts doesn't mean they're dating. Maybe they just have the same taste in coffee and hoodies, right? ☕️👕 I mean, come on, it's all just coincidences!

@/SkepticalStan_27 I'm sorry, but I refuse to believe they're dating just because they went to the same amusement park. 🙅‍♂️ Lots of people go there! It doesn't mean Y/N and Heeseung are secretly in love. Let's be rational about this, folks.

@/HeeYnFriendzone Guys, I've been thinking. Maybe Y/N and Heeseung are just really good friends who happen to have similar interests. People can be friends without it being romantic, right? 🤷‍♀️ I don't want to burst anyone's bubble, but let's not get carried away.

@/JustBFFsYnHee I hate to break it to you all, but matching bracelets don't automatically mean they're dating. Maybe they got those bracelets together as a friendship thing or a symbol of their bond as colleagues. Let's not make assumptions. 😐

@/YnHeePlatonicShips Honestly, I think some fans are reading way too much into this. Y/N and Heeseung are professionals who work together, and they probably hang out as friends. We should respect their privacy and not speculate about their personal lives.

@/NotBuyingIt_YnHee I can't help but roll my eyes at the idea of Y/N and Heeseung dating just because of similar captions. Maybe they both read a book or watched a movie that inspired those words. It doesn't automatically mean they're romantically involved! 😒

@/RealisticStan_123 Let's not forget that Y/N and Heeseung are in the entertainment industry. Their job involves creating hype and intrigue. They might be doing this on purpose to keep fans guessing. Don't fall for it too easily, folks! 🤨

@/ChillOut_YnHeeFans I'm not trying to be a buzzkill, but we should all take a step back and relax. Jumping to conclusions and making up stories can put unnecessary pressure on idols. Let's enjoy their music and performances without getting too invested in their personal lives. 🎶🤷‍♂️

You both are only made aware when you two simultaneously receive a text from your managers at the same time.

"Heeseung, Check SNS, your fans are going crazy"

"y/n, you got some explaining to do"

"It's up to you guys if you wanna tell everyone, we'll have a company meeting after ya'll come back from Japan"

They found themselves in a cozy hotel room, far away from the public eye, where they could finally discuss their next steps. Heeseung reclined on the plush bed, his laptop resting on his lap, while Y/N perched beside him, scrolling through their phones.

"Let's see what they're saying." Heeseung says and pulls you closer.

Y/N opened Instagram, and they both leaned in to examine the posts from fans.

Post 1: @EnhyFam_123 "OMG, look at Y/N's latte art! Same as Heeseung's from last month! Is it a coincidence? I think not! 🙈❤️ #EnhaYnLove"

Post 2: @YnHeeLove4Eternity "I'm CONVINCED! Matching bracelets, shared locations, synchronized captions… It's a love story, guys! 😍 #YnHee"

"Seems like they've got their detective hats on." Hee says

They continued scrolling through more posts, some excitedly shipping them, while others remained skeptical.

Post 3: @JustBFFsYnHee "Matching bracelets? Come on, people! They're probably just really good friends! 🤷‍♀️ #FriendshipGoals"

Post 4: @RealisticStan_123 "Let's not forget they're in showbiz. They could be playing it up for publicity. 🎤📸 #KpopMystery"

They continued scrolling, reading comments and reactions to the various posts. Some fans were excitedly discussing their supposed relationship, while others were analyzing every detail, trying to debunk it.

Post 5: @ChillOut_YnHeeFans "Guys, let's remember they're entitled to their privacy. Enjoy their music, not their personal lives! 🎶🤐 #RespectBoundaries"

"Some fans have the right idea." you pause from scrolling and look at heeseung.

As they reached the end of their social media dive, Heeseung closed his laptop, and Y/N set aside their phone. Then, out of nowhere, Heeseung grabs his phone and opens up weverse.

"What are you doing?" you start to panic and hide when you see that he's about to press the live button.

"Going live, what else?" he chuckles and waits for fans to arrive.

Your heart races as the number of viewers starts to climb rapidly, and the comments section fills with emojis, greetings, and excited messages from fans.

Heeseung smiles at the camera. "Hey, everyone! Surprise live session today. I've got someone special here with me, but I'm not revealing who just yet. Stay tuned!"

The chat explodes with speculation and curiosity, but Heeseung keeps engene guessing.

You watch from your hiding spot, feeling the intensity of the moment. This was it; there was no turning back now.

"Alright, alright, I won't keep you in suspense any longer. Drumroll, please!"

Heeseung's fingers hover over the screen, and with a dramatic flourish, he pans the camera to reveal you, hiding behind a curtain, a playful grin on your face.

"Ta-da! Look who's here! It's Y/N!"

The chat erupts with emojis, greetings, and an outpouring of love and excitement.

You shyly wave and greet engene "Hey, everyone! It's nice to finally meet you all. Heeseung and I wanted to chat with you and clear up some rumors."

"That's right. There have been a lot of speculations lately, and we wanted to address them ourselves." Heeseung sets the phone down where both of you are in frame.

The questions from fans start pouring in, ranging from the nature of their relationship to their favorite memories together. As they answer, you can't help but feel a sense of relief. Sharing their story with their fans was important, and it felt good to have their support.

The next hour flies by as you and Heeseung engage with your fans, sharing stories, laughs, and even some exciting news about upcoming projects. The atmosphere in the live session is filled with warmth and positivity, and you're overwhelmed by the love and support from your fans.

As the live session comes to a close, Heeseung reaches out and takes your hand, squeezing it gently.

"Thank you all for joining us today and for your unwavering support. We appreciate each and every one of you." Heeseung says.

Then you smile as you reply with "Yes, thank you for being so understanding and respectful. We're grateful for this wonderful community."

The chat fills with hearts and words of encouragement as the live session ends. You and Heeseung share a heartfelt moment, knowing that you've taken a big step in your relationship by sharing it with your fans.

"Now, we deal with the company and leave the aftermath to the side"

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