#now this is ofc only drafts and like. the whole thing

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Man so I'm finally piecing together a bit more for the third chapter of my (not yet) prime bros fic and it amazes me at just how much of uncaring jerks Tails and Amy(epik appearance in the 3rd chapter!!) accidentally are in the first draft like gang have some sympathy for the poor fucker[Nine] instead of treating him like an annoying spectacle 💀💀

[wonder-worker]

Wild how we know that Elizabeth Woodville was officially appointed to royal councils in her own right during her husband’s reign and fortified the Tower of London in preparation of a siege while 8-months pregnant and had forces gathering at Westminster “in the queen’s name” in 1483 – only for NONE of these things to be even included, let alone explored, in the vast majority of scholarship and historical novels involving her.

[vettelsvee]

Hi, I love your writing, idk if your requests are open so I will send a request anyway, but no pressure to do it ofc. I have a request: could you maybe write something like reader is the passenger princess and like even though she has a drivers lincense (or not) he won’t let her drive or give up her seat as passenger princess, or just being overly overprotective, of course only if your comfortable and want to write this. I would like Max Verstappen/Charles Leclere/Oscar Piastri (but it’s your choice Ofc, write with whom your comfortable or want). No pressure to write it it’s just a thought.

Thanks xoxo

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THE PASSENGER PRINCESS CHRONICLES

⋆ INCLUDES: Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc ⋆ SUMMARY: Different situations on why they don't let you be their passenger princess even you insist them on giving you a chance! ↳ REQUESTED: Yes! Hope you like it anon, couldn't choose one! 🐨💖 ⋆ WARNINGS: Curse words, dangers on the road ⋆ WORD COUNT: 2726 ⋆ VEE'S NOTES: Today’s fic draft got deleted and I panicked BUT wrote this instead for anon 🥰 This is my first time ever doing this thing of x drivers in different situations and I really liked it, so tell me if you liked it so I get to do more in the future! Remember you can comment, request, like and reblog if you like my works! Thanks for reading <3 ↳ LET'S TALK/REQUESTS! | FORMULA 1 MASTERLIST

₊˚・₊✧ OSCAR PIASTRI

"Could you buckle up properly, please?"

Oscar kept glancing between the road and you, clearly trying to get your attention because it was more than obvious you hadn’t listened to him. Playing innocent, you turned to him with an even more serious face than his, as if you hadn’t done anything wrong.

"You’ve got it under your arm,” he spoke again. “This isn’t a teen movie, you know… The way you’re wearing it doesn’t count."

"But I look cute tho," you replied, widening your smile, fully aware that was one of his weaknesses.

Oscar sighed, though he couldn’t help chuckling.

"I swear, one of these days you're going to give me a heart attack..."

"Nothing's going to happen. You’re a Formula 1 driver. I’m pretty sure that gives you more adrenaline than me not wearing a seatbelt properly."

"And I’m pretty sure the heart attack will come the day you get launched through the windshield because buckling up doesn’t go with your so-called aesthetic."

You let out a dramatic sigh. As much as you hated to admit it, he had a point, and the last thing you wanted was to argue with him over something like this. 

Once you finally clicked the seatbelt in correctly, he gave your knee a gentle squeeze.

"Happy now?"

"Yeah, normal," he replied in a teasing tone. "Though I’ll be truly happy the day you stop asking and begging me to let you drive."

You turned to him slowly. This conversation had come up more than once, and for a good reason. If one word described you behind the wheel, it was hazardous.

"You do remember I’ve had my license for four years, right?"

"Yes. And you also thought last week the gas pedal was the brake," Oscar shot back.

"It happened just once in four years! And only because you were stressing the hell out of me with the GPS!" you complained, swatting his arm.

"Another time you thought the car was in first gear, and it was reverse. Remember how my mom reacted when you broke her favorite flowerpot?"

You giggled, remembering Nicole’s reaction. She had every right to be mad, especially since she initially thought Oscar was responsible. But the moment you confessed it had been you, she softened and said it was fine. Even she offered to go buy a new one with you.

"Okay, fine, but… why do you always have to drive? I know I’m a mess, but you’re not perfect either! Half the time you’re barely awake!"

"Because I love you. That’s why," Oscar said immediately. You looked at him, knowing that wasn’t the whole story. "And because letting you drive is like handing a toddler a knife," he added.

"Excuse me?!"

Oscar took advantage of a red light to lean over and kiss your cheek quickly.

"Just being honest, princess."

You crossed your arms and pouted dramatically, playing along.

"Well, let me tell you something: if I had been a boy and started karting young, I could’ve been a driver too. And I’ll be challenging you, and probably be even better than you, and…"

"Babe, you can’t even park in parallel. Not to mention you always take forever to find a parking spot because you need every car in a five-meter radius to disappear."

"Parking in a full lot and parallel parking is overrated."

Oscar glanced at you, laughing again.

"What about the time you ran over your own shopping bag because you thought you were in first gear, but it was in reverse, again?"

"I didn’t notice, Osc!"

"Of course you didn’t. You left the bag on the roof, hit the garage door, it fell… and then you panicked, threw it in drive, and crushed it."

"Okay, okay! I know I’m a disaster," you admitted, finally accepting he wasn't going to let you drive. "But you still love me… even if I have no idea how I even passed my driving test, right?"

"You don’t even have to ask that. Of course I love you," Oscar said, his face softening with a small smile.

This time you leaned closer, planting a kiss near the corner of his lips as you laced your fingers with his on the gearstick.

"So… you really love me even if all I’ll ever be is a humble, helpless, incredibly stunning passenger princess?"

Oscar brought your hand to his lips and kissed the back of it.

"Especially because of that. I don’t know, call me old-fashioned… but I like having you here beside me. Safe, calm, even if I’m scolding you for not buckling up properly, or putting your feet on the dashboard, or leaving food crumbs all over the seat, or singing completely off-key..."

"Hey!"

"Yeah, yeah. I know. You're an absolute disaster… but you’re my perfect disaster. And I wouldn’t change a thing."

You melted, a lot, hearing that. Letting your head rest against the window, you finally decided to stop pestering Oscar for a while and just enjoy the music. He’d let you pick the playlist, of course, and right now, One Direction’s debut album was playing.

But staying quiet wasn’t really your style.

Three minutes in, right before Gotta Be You ended, you turned to him again.

"Osc…"

"Yeah?"

"Can I drive just a little bit? Just to the supermarket, I swear. So you can see I can actually do it."

"Nope."

"Not even to the end of the street?"

"You are banned from driving when I’m in the car," Oscar declared.

You huffed dramatically.

"Are you seriously not going to let me? Oscar Piastri, I might have to sue you…"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Why exactly?"

"Because you’re denying me the right to drive and relegating me to permanent passenger princess status. I should at least be allowed one drive per month! Passenger princess privileges, don’t you think?"

Oscar burst out laughing, wondering how you managed to always come up with the most ridiculous arguments and how you could be so persistent when you knew he’d never budge.

"Keep dreaming, sweetheart," he replied. "As long as we’re together, I’m driving."

"Don’t worry. Once we have kids, I’ll make sure they are on my side. They'll give you puppy eyes, and then you’ll have to let mommy drive."

₊˚・₊✧ MAX VERSTAPPEN

"Can I drive the rest of the way home?"

Max didn’t answer. Instead, he simply turned the volume of the music up a notch.

You frowned and reached over to switch off the radio.

“I’m being serious, Max. You’ve been driving all day.”

“I’m fine,” he replied curtly, though his tone was calm. His hands, however, were gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly.

“You always say that.”

Max glanced at you briefly, then returned his focus to the road.

“Because it’s true. I’m fine,” he repeated.

You smiled faintly, but the truth was, it stung a little.

Sure, you preferred Max behind the wheel. Who wouldn’t? But that didn’t mean you never wanted to drive.

“Max… you know I can drive. I’m actually really good at it.”

“I know.”

“Okay, so if you know that, then why… I don’t know… Why do you never let me drive?”

Silence. You couldn’t tell if he was thinking of an answer, an excuse, or just ignoring the question. Either way, you didn’t press him.

“I don’t like being in the passenger seat,” he said finally.

That didn’t surprise you. Not from Max, not when driving was quite literally his entire life, and one he happened to be exceptionally good at, with four world championships on his back. But what did surprise you was the honesty in his voice. He didn’t often open up, especially not when it came to cars and driving.

“Not even if it means you being my passenger prince?” you teased gently.

Still no answer. Seconds stretched into minutes.

“I’m not saying I want to take your car and joyride around town,” you said softly, careful not to upset him. “I just mean… today, I could drive us home. The same way you take care of us, I want to take care of you, too. But when I’m sitting here, doing nothing… I feel like a burden.”

Max’s jaw tightened. Your words caught him off guard.

“That’s not it,” he said.

“Then what it is?”

Again, silence. You watched his knuckles whiten on the wheel, and noticed the slight aggressiveness in his gear changes.

“When I’m driving,” he finally said, “I know what’s going to happen. I’m in control. I can anticipate anything and fix it if something goes wrong. But if I’m not the one driving…”

“You lose that control,” you finished for him.

He nodded.

“I get it. Really, I do,” you replied, sincerely. “This…” you gestured around the car, then at him, “This is your world. It's what you're best at. But that doesn’t mean you have to be on and focused on everything all the time. You don’t have to protect us constantly, Max. Sometimes… you need to let yourself be cared for, too.”

He looked at you, then shifted his gaze to the rearview mirror where Lily, your six-month-old daughter, was curled up in her car seat, fast asleep.

“You trust me with everything else,” you added gently. “Why not with this?”

Max glanced back at you again, this time fully turning his head as he slowed the car down to a crawl, barely going 15 km/h.

His eyes softened. Then he smiled, just a little.

“You don’t even break the speed limit. You’re… let’s just say a bit too cautious.”

“Excuse me for respecting traffic laws,” you said in mock offense a little too loudly, because Lily stirred and whimpered in her sleep. You winced. “That” you whispered, pointing back “is why I don’t speed.”

“Sorry, but it’s boring,” Max murmured. “And I don’t care that we’re parents.”

“Sure, sure,” you replied with a roll of your eyes. “I know you strictly follow speed limits with Lily in the car… but I also know you don’t when she’s not.”

Max chuckled under his breath. A few minutes later, he pulled into an empty parking lot and stopped the engine.

“Wait, are you seriously…?”

He nodded, unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the door.

“Go on,” he said. “Switch seats before I change my mind.”

You squealed and quickly unbuckled, hopping out of the car and doing a little victory dance as you passed him, hugging him along the way.

“I’m so proud of you. This is real growth,” you teased, grinning.

You slid behind the wheel, half expecting him to join you in the passenger seat. But when you checked the mirror, you saw him settle into the back instead, next to Lily, now awake, and begin playing with her.

You couldn’t help but smile. And maybe tear up a little, trying your best to hold back tears.

Max was tense at first. His arms were wrapped protectively around Lily’s seat, and he flinched every time you braked a touch too hard or took a slightly sharper turn, even though, objectively, you were driving just fine.

“Relax,” you whispered, reaching your hand back and gently resting it on his leg. “Want me to go slower?”

He nodded. So you did.

And little by little, maybe for the first time in his life, Max let go of the wheel… and found peace in not being in control. Especially if it meant watching you smile and soaking in every quiet second with the little girl who’d just learned to hold his fingers in her tiny fists while smiling and babbling all the time.

₊˚・₊✧ CHARLES LECLERC

"You know what? I do have a driver’s license too, in case you forgot."

Charles didn’t even look at you when you said it, breaking the silence in a rather annoyed tone. Instead, he kept his eyes on the road and his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel.

"Yeah, I remember, don’t worry. The scratches you left on the car two weeks ago and the bill from the mechanic made it pretty clear," he replied sarcastically.

"That doesn’t count," you shot back, rolling your eyes. "That parking space was tiny."

"You parked in a spot meant for a Fiat, not a Ferrari."

He couldn't hold back his laughter after that.

You didn’t find the comment particularly funny, especially because you had felt guilty about the whole thing even though Charles insisted it wasn’t a big deal.

"Let me drive. Just once. I’m really bored."

"Bored? In a Ferrari? With me?"

He turned to you, completely baffled by your complaint, and burst out laughing.

"Yes," you said flatly. "Ever since you let me drive once, Charles, just once, and that happened, I’ve been banished to the passenger seat. I don’t get to do anything from here! So yes, trust me, I’m bored as fuck. Very."

"You want to drive this car? This exact one?"

"Of course I do!"

"Over my dead body, sweetheart."

You crossed your arms and let out a frustrated groan.

"You’re such a control freak."

"No, love, I’m a Formula 1 driver," he corrected you. "Keeping things under control is literally my job."

"You’re insufferable."

"And yet, here we are. Three years later and you still love me."

"I think at this point we just tolerate each other," you joked, still slightly bitter that he wouldn't let you drive.

"Right. That’s why you refuse to go back to your apartment to get clothes and keep stealing mine," he quipped. "How long have you been staying over mine? Five days? You said it was just for one night, if I remember correctly."

"Your place is cozy and bigger than mine. Also, may I remind you that you have Leo, who’s, by the way, way nicer, cuter and more pleasant than you."

While speaking, you started fiddling with the A/C controls, pushing buttons aimlessly in an attempt to make it colder. When Charles noticed, he fought the urge to panic and gently moved your hand away.

"Don’t touch anything," he said seriously.

"God, you really need to humble yourself. It’s just a car, not the Holy Grail," you snapped, genuinely annoyed by his reaction.

Who got that worked up over a car?

Suddenly, Charles pulled into a dead-end road that opened onto a scenic lookout. The view of the ocean was stunning, but that’s not what crossed your mind when he stopped.

"Wait… are you actually going to let me drive?!"

Charles turned off the engine and faced you. Then he smiled and said:

"No."

"Then why the hell did you bring me here?!"

"Because this is where I wanted to bring you all along," he admitted. "I found this spot the other day while driving and thought you’d love it. I know how much you like these type of views, so…"

You gave up.

Looking at Charles, you couldn’t help but throw yourself into his arms, covering his face in kisses, feeling a little more cheerful even if your frustration over the driving situation hadn’t quite faded.

You both sat in silence for a while, now sitting on the hood of the car, you snapping photos of the view, Charles taking photos of you.

"You know," he said after a moment, "you’re the only person I’d share this car with."

"Does that sharing include me driving it?"

"If you already know the answer, why do you ask me?"

You pouted, arms crossed. Charles laughed and wrapped his arms around you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"But you are my passenger princess and trust me, that’s way better," he continued. "You get full control of playlists, unlimited talking privileges, and I even you have the opportunity of eating in the car whatever you want, whenever you want."

"That’s it? Seriously?"

"Also kisses at every red light or pedestrian crossing," he added, making you smile and blush. "And maybe… if I see you really trying…"

"You’ll let me drive?!" you interrupted, eyes lighting up.

"I was going to say I might rent you a car for a day… Does that count?"

You shook your head and gave his arm a playful smack. Then, grabbing him by the chin, you pulled him in for a kiss and made him look you in the eye.

[bobur-the-berry-guy]

hi!!!! headcanons for mogari was good, it's so yummy ty <33 do you have any thoughts about confession headcanons for main four + ichimiya (if you don't mind ofc!!)? ty anyway! :3

•OHMYGOD IF I TELL U I WAS ALREADY MAKING IT IN THE DRAFTS WHEN U ASKED AHHHH I LOVE REQUESTS

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Anyway we're on the same wavelength anon, i hope you and whoever is reading enjoys these 😼

Phantom busters confessions!

•Ft. Mogari, Eugene, Kaoru, Tamon, Ichimiya

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Moragi

ᯓ★୭˚ Poor dude just got out of his prison of a household and went head first in the real world with zero actual experience, how do you think he'd deal with a crush?!

ᯓ★୭˚ In all honesty, it would take him a while to realize. He would just think you're a great friend and-- wait, what do you mean it isn't normal for your friends to give you heart palpitations or for your throat to dry up when they give you a hug.. sure, none of his other friends make him feel like that but that doesn't mean there's anything too different about you, right?

ᯓ★୭˚ Yeah, he'd take his time. Let him be. He's still figuring it out. Most likely someone from the phantom busters club would point it out to him to try and make fun of him but Mogari is surprisingly chill with it. Yeah, he has a crush, so what?

ᯓ★୭˚ Truth be told, you could probably catch on it but then again Moragi is.. Moragi. You can't tell uf he's into you or he's being his weird self.

ᯓ★୭˚ They can try to tease him all they want, but he doesn't feel shame. What he feels is mild confusion - how is he supposed to go about this? What do people do when they have their crush figured out? How do they tell their crush likes them back? There are specific ways to confess?? What???

ᯓ★୭˚ He's coached by his friends on how to do it - all in vastly different ways. Eugene is the most practical but.. Moragi doesn't think he absolutely has to have it all planned out and everything, right? Tamon is a great listener, but he has.. zero experience. He has seen what other people have done and tell so, but then again that's just hwat he's seen. And Kaoru gives full romance manga scenarios. The rain and only one umbrella, the sick episode, confession under a cherry tree - the woks. And Moragi, bless his soul, takes everything all they say to heart. And he thinks he's got it all figured out - practical, romantic, what he thinks would be a good confession in your eyes and most importantly tweaked with his own things to feel more him, you know?

ᯓ★୭˚ He's got this! He's hyped, he's the man, he's the boss— and it goes all but the way he planned. But really, what else do we expect?

──★°`🌙.*♪!! Moragi's got it all planned. He's not sure why exactly he needs the plan, but his friends said it would make you happy so who is he to not believe them?

This whole day you've been together. Originally it should've been the whole friend group hanging out, but everyone other than Moragi mysteriously bailed so it was just the two of you.

It was definitely not a boring day. Its just that everything he planned pretty much got obliterated in front of his eyes. He slipped and fell in the cute little cafe and got his drink all over him, which you had to help him wash out after. He got confused on the directions and had you both lost for a good half an hour. Went to the arcade to show off only to have you eat him with thr rags at the games there. What else could go wrong?!

At least you seem to be having fun.

Right now you're at the beach - just sitting, staring at the waves and chatting away. This whole day you've been walking around and going places and he hopes he's doing it right. It feel so foreign to him - since when does he feel nervous??

According to what the boys helped him plan, he should confess when he's walking you home. The smartest move, they said. But how should he do it?? What exactly should he say? What—

"hey, Moragi.."

Suddenly your voice takes him out of his deep thought. You're staring back at him quietly as if you're trying to gauge something.. Were you saying something important before that?

"... You've been so weird the whole day. You can tell me what's up, you know?"

He's staring at you stupidly. His mouth acts before his thoughts do.

"I like you. Like, like like you."

Silence.

"For a while now. I can't stop thinking about you. It's like you're just.. always there. The boys helped me make a plan up on.. y'know, how to tell you. That's why i took you so many places today. Maybe that's why I'm acting like a dumbass too. I was supposed to tell you that while walking you home but... yeah...."

More silence.

He's staring at your bewildered face, trying to read your what's happening in your head. Did he fuck up? Did he do something wrong?? Why are you just staring—

"Pffff.. you made a whole plan??"

That silence is filled with laughter now. Your laughter. You're cackling as if this is the funniest thing to ever happen to you. Trying to compose yourself and catch your breath, you speak trough the laughing fit.

"You know, Moragi.. you could've just, i don't know, told me? Without this whole thing?? I like you back anyway. Still thanks though. It's cute to see you put so much effort into it."

Despite the fact he's trying to play it cool or as cool as he can anyway, you can see he's clenching his fist in victory. What a dork.

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Eugene

ᯓ★୭˚ May the gods be with his because they know he needs it.

ᯓ★୭˚ You've captured his heart and he only catches on after it's already too late to rationalize his brain out of being horribly down bad. He won't deny havign a crush on you but it makes his brain turn into a pudding and his thought process derails.

ᯓ★୭˚ His realization would be gradual - first he'd see you as intriguing, then you're a dear friend.. and suddenly he's having real funny thoughts. He could write off the way your eyes reflect the sunlight like a suncatcher as just an observation or the sudden image of him kissing you like you're the air he breathes as an impulse thought.. but really, how long would it take until he seen that these thoughts aren't just a one-off thing? That's when he knows he's got it real bad.

ᯓ★୭˚ He'd wait. He's paying attention and making sure you probably like him back before he does anything. After all, why would he do something if he isn't sure there's at least some chance it would be worth it? So he waits ans observes how you act, what you do and what you do and don't tell him. And once he believes you could like him back he's cooking up a plan.

ᯓ★୭˚ He might drop some hints he could be into you, but he'd let the game of plausible deniability do it's work.

ᯓ★୭˚ He wants to do it face to face. If he wants it to work he needs to have the balls to do it. Still he keeps most of it simple - he doesn't want you to catch on. Maybe. I mean, it wouldn't be too bad for you to have an inkling of something about to happen between you two, but he plans on keeping it under covers. He'd invite you to hang out and go to the cafe you both always visit, treat you a drink and something to eat, and when you leave the cafe and sit on a good spot outside he's telling you everything clear and simple.

──★°`🌙.*♪!! The cafe's chill atmosphere makes it seem like time has stopped despite the clock ticking quietly in the corner. You've been in there for the whole afternoon at that point but it still feels like you haven't been sitting for more than an hour.

And still with so much time passed there haven't been even a few minutes that minutes that aren't filled with the still ongoing conversation between you and Eugene. Topic after topic braided together, not following a particular pattern but the trains of thought going one after another.

Right now you're chatting away about a long since passed situation. Despite him already knowing the whole thing by heart, he still listens and responds. And he'd do it all over again too, if it means seeing you so up close and hearing your voice.

The only thing that stops you from going further with your talk is the lovesick look he's giving you from the other side of the table. His head is leaning on his hand for support, cheek squished against his palm and a stray gingers strand of hair falling across his forehead for his otherwise neat hairstyle. There's a content little smile across his face, his cheeks flushed with a soft peachy color. His eyes reflect the setting sun, shattering the light across them with the most gentle spark in them. Just for you.

He knows it's the moment to speak his truth, given you've finally noticed the way he's staring and the little window of silence giving him the perfect opportunity to do so.

"Hey, can i tell you something?"

You nod, not trusting your voice enough to speak properly.

"I, ah.. lately I've noticed, uh.."

Really? Right now he'll trip over his words??

Clearing his troath, he continues, his evergrowing blush becoming more and more apparent.

"I.. I love being around you. Just seeing you makes me happy. I look forward to being with you and— i just really enjoy spending time with you, and you've become someone very special to me..

I hope you feel the same way towards me too."

He's struggling to even look at you, the sudden nervousness getting the better of him. The silence on your end only makes him more nervous too.

Suddenly he feels you hands around his, just as jittery and sweaty. You're nodding vigorously when he finally looks at you and he breathes a sigh of relief, exhaling the tension.

Thank god. He wouldn't know what he'd do if you didn't like him back.

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Kaoru

ᯓ★୭˚ The second he realizes he's gripping his shirt over the spot his heart is and kneeling on the ground as if he's gonna have a heart attack.

ᯓ★୭˚ He'd be so oblivious to his own feelings, given he's used to burying everything down until it volcanoes back up. So when he finally realizes, he's exploding internally. And right back into denial. He's gonna be in a limbo between being sure he likes you and denying it vehemently for a bit before finally accepting it.

ᯓ★୭˚ Not gonna lie, he's gonna be so obvious. I'd assume you're his friend already so you know the way he is - he's acting all done and sassy but it's sp clear he cares and goes out of his way to do things for you and the rest of his friends. And suddenly, he's getting all red when you're close. He's huffing and puffing when you ask someone for a favour and acts all smug when he does it before them. He watches your favourite anime and lends you your favourite manga since he just so happens to have it - but he hadn't heard of it before you introduced him to it??

ᯓ★୭˚ And, let's be real, he'd so try to have a good old school shoujo anime confession. And he plans everything out - he has picked a good cherry tree near the school, he knows what time the sun hits best, he already has the anonymous love letter asking you to meet him there.. and he chickens out of it every morning. It takes him a while until he actually goes trough with it. Waiting for the best time, he says... Oh, and the club helps him out too. Good luck.

──★°`🌙.*♪!! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He really did it.

After all this time, he finally got the balls to go trough with his plan. He wrote the letter and rewrote it for good measure, packaged it well and pretty and slid it in your locker. And the reality of the situation dawned on his just as he slipped it in. No turning back now.

All that's left is.. the whole day before school ends.

And he spends that day acting weird and finding every possible reason to avoid you as the cool-headed genius he is. He's too busy to sweat over it to pay attention to anything and anyone else anyway.

How could he face you now when he knows he has to confess to you later today?!

And sadly for him and much for the joy of everyone else, the end of the day comes much sooner than he would've liked.

Right now, he's stading stiff under the cherry tree he picked out. While waiting for you he's going over what he could possibly say when you finally arrive. The words seem to run away from him - no matter how much he's imagined and trained in the mirror, the real deal is completely different. What should he say? Where to start? What if you react badly? What exactly should—

"Oh my god, Kaoru??"

Fuck. You're here.

He turns around, still doing his best to seem cool despite the burning red color his cheeks have taken.

"Hey, uh, you're probably wondering why i called you here. Fuck— no?? I mean, obviously, you know why but— just— just let me speak, ok?

After a few seconds of silence he continues.

"I like you. I like you a lot. I've liked you for a while now. Please, go out with me.. please."

After he spent all day thinking over what to say so he can give you the most heartfelt genuine confession, all that came out of his mouth is this. Just end him now.. please.

"You're too cute, Kaoru, you know that?"

Peeling his eyes from the ground, he looks up to see you smiling brightly at him, as if his confession made your whole day.

"Of course I'll go out with you. I like you, you know? I thought it was obvious."

He's speechless. Voice left, thoughts ran away, brain short-circuited. Still, he couldn't be more grateful for the outcome.

It wasn't the cool and emotional shoujo-esque romantic confession he wanted it to be, but if you're happy with it he wouldn't have it any other way.

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Tamon

ᯓ★୭˚ You know that meme with the dog?

Yup, that's him. Shhh, he just realized how down bad he is, let him process it.

ᯓ★୭˚ Another case of horrid obliviousness to his own emotions. With him, though, i think he does have a few moments where the light bulb flickers before it turns on so bright it burns his eyes. He can feel his heart flutter around you and suddenly he's sweating more than usual and he wants to hold your hand and he feels like the only person on the planet when you tell him he's dependable.. and sure, he has a few moments of thinking "they're awesome, i don't know how i even found them" and "they'd make a great boyfriend/girlfriend" and such... but when he actually, like actually, realizes he's into you? It all makes sense. He can't tell if he wants to bang his head into the wall or run to you and spill everything, but at least he has an explanation for the thoughts he's been having.

ᯓ★୭˚ I feel like you won't really notice a big difference with him even when he realizes his feelings. Not most of the time anyway. He's the same dependable and considerate Tamon you've always known - he's just gonna go out of his way to be around you a bit more. He'd walk you from home to school and from school to home even if he lives in the opposite direction, he's hanging out with you whenever he can, he just wants to be there. And every now and then he's weirdly red or suddenly flustered.. and don't tell him if you do, but you might catch him staring at you. Just observing, looking at you like you pull the sun into the sky every morning and hang the stars in the sky every night. Let him be.

ᯓ★୭˚ He doesn't plan on confessing. Ever. He'd rather die than possibly risk the great friendship between you so far. You're just too good for him to do anything stupid, you know? And then he spill the beans on accident. He will remember the embarrassment and terror he felt in the few seconds of silence for life.

──★°`🌙.*♪!! It's the dead of night, a calm atmosphere taken over the quiet hours. The sky is clear and the moon gleams bright across the sky, the stars making way for it across the midnight blue sky. It's so silent the only thing other than the gentle wind you'll hear are the squeaks of the bats and the occasional birds cooing softly. That, and the hushed whispers of you and Tamon on the phone.

You've been on the phone with him for hours. You won't stay up late tonight, you said. Just for a bit, you said. And there you are, still trying to keep your giggles quiet and voice down.

By now you've played countless games and talked about anything and everything that comes to mind, the late time bringing out the honesty in both of you. Right now you're laying comfortably on your bed, a cool gust of wind swishing from your window into your room, bringing a soft fresh scent along with it.

"— oh my god, do you know what i heard recently? This guy from the other class might have a crush on you!"

How it got to that topic, neither you not he knows.

"Shut up, Tamon. Are you for real?"

"I said i heard about it, can't promise you it's the truth. He really seems like it, though. It's not like i can't blame him anyway."

.. huh?

"Dude, what? What do you mean??"

"I mean, like, i can't blame him for liking you. I can see why."

"Sure thing, Casanova."

"No, I mean it. Genuinely. You're probably one of the kindest people on earth. Sure, you're kind of a dick sometimes, but i don't think I've ever met someone as genuinely kind and considerate. And you're so talented too. And you're passionate. You've seen what you can do when you put work into things. Also it's so easy to talk to you. I can talk to you for the whole day and the whole night and not even notice. And i can look at you without my stomach churning too. Sure, the fact that you're gorgeous helps, but my point stands. I can't blame him for liking you. Its not like I'm any better anyway."

Oh my god.

He did not just fucking spill that.

"Say it to my face then."

Why is everyone saying things without thinking??

Silence.

Peep. He closed the call.

Fuck.

He's not responding. He's not picking up your calls. He's not texting back either. Hell, he's not even looking at them.

Did you scare him away? Does he hate you now?

No matter what questions swirl in your mind, you can't have the answers when he's not responding. In the end, it seems better to leave it for the morning rather than stress over it right now.

Turning and tossing around over your soft covers, exhaustion seems to finally lead you into sleep after sweating and shedding a few panicked tears over your current situation.

Exhaling quietly, burning anxiety makes way for the quiet rest you desperately need, after 15 minutes of panic.

Thunk.

Or maybe not.

Ponk. Tink.

What the hell? Are those— are those pebbles?? What's throwing fucking pebbles into your room at this hour?!

"Pssst. Hey! Hey!"

You stick your head out of your window so fast you almost fall over from the sheer force of the movement.

And there he is - Tamon. He's breathing hard, burning red and sweaty, still in pajamas, his bike tossed to the side. His voice is a hushed yell, but you still hear him.

Darting out your bedroom door, you practically fly down the stairs to open the door and face him directly.

Now actually face to face with him, all and any words vanish from your mind, leaving you to stare at him stupidly.

"I meant it."

He seems panicked, but it's clear he's genuine. Up close, the redness of his face is even more obvious, along with the sheen of sweat across his forehead. He must've really gone fast on the bike if he's that out of breath.

"I really meant it. Please don't stop talking with me."

"Tamon, you idiot! You gave me a heart attack! I like you back, you—"

Tamon learnt two things that night. First thing is, he should think not twice but three times before talking after midnight. Second thing - he should've told you he likes you a long time ago. He couldn't be happier anyway.

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Ichimiya

ᯓ★୭˚ My king in DENIAL.

ᯓ★୭˚ He'd rather go and tell everyone he's into that ghost geek shit before he confesses his love for you. And believe me, he's got it BAD. He knows just how bad it it. He's fully aware of how much space you take up in his mind and how much you fill his heart. Every smile, every look, every conversation, every simple act of kindness makes his heart soar. Everything about you makes him jolt in his seat like he's been electrocuted and melt like a sugar cube simultaneously. And the fact he's always a shade of pinkish red around you doesn't help either.

ᯓ★୭˚ Everyone around him knows. The student council is well aware that he wants you, despite the fact he vehemently denies it. Thing is, they don't know if you know it too. And they don't wanna meddle. If you know it and they bring it up could make everything weird, and if you don't know they could still mess it all up. Also, they'd have to deal with the wrath of their enraged student council president - and who is crazy enough to deal with that?

ᯓ★୭˚ Ichimiya likes to think the confession would be heartfelt and very well planned. He imagines something special just for you, with him going out of his way to do a truly memorable thing. He falls asleep to his own far-fetched dreams of being with you, and they always start with a cheesy confession. In reality, it's nothing like that for two reasons. He'd confess impulsively if something pushes him to that point - to act before thinking. Also he wouldn't have the balls to go through with his original plans anyway. Maybe it's better something's pushed him enough..

──★°`🌙.*♪!! This whole day has been like Ichimiya's personal purgatory reincarnated.

First, turns out some documents that should've been handled by the student council got messed up, meaning he'd have to fix everything personally. After that he was given a surprise test, and he didn't have enough time to finish the last -and most important - question. After that the fanboys his friends from the council decided it would be a good idea to try to make plans for the weekend, which he absolutely did not want to attend to. And then they decided to bring you up. You, and how close you seem to some nobody from the other class.

Thats when everything soured even further.

What do they mean you're that close with someone he hasn't even heard of? Wasn't he your closest friend? What does that random have that he doesn't? Are you tired of him? Do you like that guy better than Ichimiya?

All these thoughts spiral down in his head, internally making him panic and sweat over a thing he hasn't even seen personally. Outside, though, it seems like he's trying to poison the rest of the council just trough a venomous, burning stare - their cue to shut up.

And from then his whole mood for the rest of the week is spoiled. And for the next one too.

By now, he's been weird with you for about two weeks. He'd avoid you like the plague and ignore you until you just decide to leave, and then cling to you like you're the only person on earth for a bit before returning to his previous treatment.

In the beginning it seemed like it was just something stressing him out about the council, but it's gone on for too long to really believe that assumption.

Finally having had enough when he bailed on you on lunch without a word, you storm into the student council room to find him.

And there is he - sitting to the side, Sunao and Yoshiki animatedly talking about something before abruptly going silent when you enter the room.

Giving a scorching look to Ichimiya, internally he feels like crying despite returning the mean look. You turn around to look at the two other boys, asking them to excuse themselves and leave you alone with Ichimiya for a bit.

Normally they would've said something, but the tension is too thick for them to even try to protest, so they leave quietly.

Ichimiya can feel his features twitch worriedly, mouth pressed into anxious thin line, biting the inside of his mouth. He can feel his intimidating mask slip by habit, the distress seeping trough his cold expression.

"Ichimiya, what the fuck is up with you?!"

Man, he fucked up.

"You've been so weird for two weeks. Two weeks! You bail on me, ignore me, send me away and basically run away at just the sight of me, but then you come around and you're so clingly, and then you start avoiding me again! What is your problem?!"

He really fucked up.

And despite that, he can't bring himself to be honest with you. The anxiety and the impulse to still try and uphold his image gets the better of him.

"It's nothing. You can hang around someone else anyway. Don't you have that other friend to go bother?"

"I don't want to hang around someone else, i want to hang around you. What does he have to do with that anyway?"

".. forget it."

A tense silence creeps up after that, but it's short-lived.

"... please, Ichimiya. Just talk to me. Please."

He doesn't dare to look at you, just the quiet pain and desperation are enough to erode his mask almost completely. The guilt of not telling you the truth us eating him alive, but he just can't get the words out.

"Listen, i.. just— i can't say it. Please don't make me say it."

You continue to stare silently in disbelief at him, trying to gauge exactly what he refuses to say. His expression is a scorned pout, him biting the inside of his cheeks and looking down.. in shame? He looks... embarrassed. And guilty, and awkward.

What does he have to be embarrassed about anyway? High and mighty intimidating school council president, looking shamefully at the ground after acoiding you and all but blaming some other student for that. What could even that guy have to do with—

Oh.

Oh.

A spark flashes across your face, a small grin of amusement at the absurd situation breaking out.

"Oh my god, are you—"

"Don't say it.. please, don't."

"You're jealous!"

Now he's looking at the ground not in guilt but in absolute burning embarrassment. His arms are clasped in front of his chest, but he keeps quiet.

"Why are you so jealous anyway? What's the big deal about this guy—"

Nevermind. His head shoots up and he's staring directly at you in disbelief, mouth slightly agape in shock at the question.

"Are you serious? Is it not obvious enough?! I like you, damn it! How can you not notice that??"

Another moment if silence comes upon the room, but this time he isn't really sure if he messed up or did the right thing.

"... Really? You like me, for real??"

The hope in your voice tell him he did the right thing, thank god.

And despite that, he'll never live down the shame of having his confession brought upon by petty jealousy and pouting. He doesn't regret it though, not if that means he finally has you.

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it's kinda obvious who my favourites are ngl,,

ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ as always, request are open n welcome!

[turcott3]

safety net

jack hughes x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, semi slow burn, a kiss, angst and some fluff ofc

positions masterlist!

~trippin’ fallin’ with no safety net~

-

you made your way into the bar, as it was your first weekend living in jersey. you walk in and head straight to the counter, asking for a drink that was sweet and didn’t taste too strongly of alcohol.

“hey stranger.” a voice says to your right and you turn your head.

“dawson?” you say, your eyes widening.

“hey y/n.” he says opening his arms for you to hug him, which you gladly accept.

“how have you been? oh my gosh it’s been what like 3 years.” you say smiling at your old school friend.

“i’ve been good, playing hockey here is fucking awesome.” he says.

“yes! that’s right you play for the devils, how could i forget you getting drafted!” the two of you laugh.

“well how’s your boyfriend? haven’t seen him in a few years either.” he asks curiously.

“funny you should ask, i broke up with him and that’s why i moved here.”

“wait really? why? you don’t have to explain if you’re not comfortable.” the brunette boy asks leaning on the counter.

“well things were so great when we started dating our senior year but within the last year he became a real fucking asshole, so i broke it off and moved away so he couldn’t try to find me and sucker me into being with him again.” you explain, leaving out any details you weren’t ready to share.

“well shit, i’m sorry y/n. i bet that hurt a lot.”

“it did but i’m over it, ready to find someone else.” you say and you practically see the light bulb turn on over his head.

“i think i have someone i want you to meet.” he smirks. you grab your drink and follow close behind him, holding onto his arm.

“hey jack!” dawson says to a brunette boy with bright blue eyes.

“what’s up daws, who’s this?” he says looking at you. you release dawson’s arm and give him a smile.

“jack this is y/n, y/n this is jack.” he says looking between you two.

“nice to meet you, jack.” you say.

“yeah, you too.” he smiles, causing a blush to burn in your cheeks.

“i have to go to the bathroom, you two have fun. don’t get too drunk.” he says giggling and walking off to the bathroom.

“so y/n, what brings you to jersey?” he asks.

“just needed a change of scenery from my hometown. dawson and i went to highschool together.” you tell him.

“oh wow, small world. are you still new to living here or?”

“yeah this is only my first weekend but i’m glad im already meeting people, it was getting pretty lonely.” you laugh.

“well now that you’ve reconnected with dawson, you have a whole new group of people to hang out with.”

“oh are you guys like on the same team?” you ask.

“yeah we are, my brothers around here somewhere. probably tongue deep in some random girl.” he laughs.

“is he older or younger?”

“younger.” he says taking a sip of his drink.

“oh nice.” you smile doing the same.

“can i get your number?” he asks.

“yeah of course.” you say as he hands you his phone.

“what have i missed?” a tall, curly haired boy asks.

“ah yes, y/n, this is my brother luke.”

“nice to meet you.” you say.

“nice to meet you too.” he replies.

“so where were you?” jack asks as i hand him his phone back.

“i was talking to john but i didn’t wanna ruin his game so i came back.” he laughs.

“johnny getting some ladies?”

“he sure was.” luke laughs, taking a sip of his beer.

“i see you’ve met the other one.” dawson says returning from the bathroom.

“yes i have.” i laugh at him. you spent the next 2 hours with the boys, enjoying their presence and the fact that you’d made some friends in your new town.

“well i think im gonna call it a night.” you say taking the final sip of your drink.

“let me walk you?” jack asks.

“yeah sure.” you accept and the two of you make your way out of the bar.

“did you walk here or drive?” he asks stopping once you made it outside.

“oh i walked, i live like two blocks away.”

“okay cool, show me the way.” he says.

“jack you don’t have to.”

“i’m not letting you walk back to your apartment by yourself at midnight in a big city y/n.” he says firmly.

“oh, thank you.” you blush and begin your walk to your apartment. the walk was filled with small talk and laughter, the chemistry between you two growing more and more with seemingly every step.

“well this is my place.” you say arriving at your door.

“alright, have a good night y/n. i’ll text you.” he says as you pull him in for a side hug.

“goodnight jack.” you say shutting the door behind you. it’s been 5 days and you already have a crush on someone you just met. it felt almost wrong. you had broken up with your boyfriend just two weeks ago. you couldn’t allow yourself to move on too quickly. your phone buzzed in your back pocket and you see that dawson had texted you.

dawson: glad you made it back safe!

y/n: thank you! except really you can thank jack

dawson: hahaha well i guess so🙄 have a good night y/n

y/n: you too, see you again soon?

dawson: yes for sure, season starts in like a month and a half i’m sure you’ll get sick of seeing me

y/n: doubt it

dawson: only bc ill bring jack

y/n: bitch

dawson: i’m messing with you lmaooooo goodnight y/n

y/n: goodnight daws😭

-

you woke up the next morning to a text from jack saying good morning, to which you replied with a simple, good morning. texting a new guy felt so wrong. you didn’t know what to do about it but you couldn’t ghost him so you figure you should just keep chatting and see what happens.

“lunch?” you say reading his next text. the boy asked you to lunch, to which you hesitantly agreed to join him. you made yourself a small breakfast to tide you until lunch. you sat on the couch watching tv, growing more nervous by the second. he didn’t ask you on a date, just lunch. maybe he just wants to be friends? after you ate, you put on a casual outfit and added a natural touch to your makeup. he texted the address and you left your apartment, hoping to arrive after him. once you arrive at the, what appears to be, small coffee shop, you’re greeted by jack smiling at the counter.

“sorry i’m a little late.” you laugh nervously.

“no don’t worry, i was just about to order. what do you want?”

“oh jack you don’t have to pay i can’t wait in line.” you say.

“now what kind of man would i be to let a pretty girl like you wait in line and pay for her own food?” he says boldly, a blush creeping up on your cheeks.

“an iced vanilla latte and a buttered croissant is good then.” you simply reply, finding a seat at a table by a large window. he meets you soon after, with a table number in his hand.

“you ever been here before?” he asks, noticing you staring out the window.

“i haven’t, i didn’t even know it was here until you told me about it.” you say redirecting your attention to the boy who already had his eyes on you.

“i come here sometimes, it’s like my special little spot for special occasions.” he smiles leaning back in his chair.

“what’s so special about this occasion?” you question, wanting real answers.

“it’s our first date.” he smirks causing your face to burn bright red.

“well i guess it is isn’t it.” you laugh.

-

once you arrive back at your apartment, you throw your purse to the side and kick off your shoes.

“what have i done? what do i do? oh fuck me, i can’t do this.” you say, that piece of your heart never healing from your past relationship. you couldn’t let go of the mistrust you felt. you never wanted to make the same mistake again, so you called dawson.

“hello?” you speak when he picks up.

“hey y/n, what’s up?”

“can you come over, i need advice.��

“yeah of course, send me your address and i’ll be there.”

“thank you so much, bye daws.” you say hanging up and sending him your address. you sat on your couch almost in a panic. you told yourself over and over to not do this again, especially this soon. a short 10 minutes later, you hear a knock on your door and you open it to see dawson standing there in his sweats.

“did i wake you from a nap?” you laugh.

“yes actually you did, but it’s okay, what’s up?” he says stepping in and shutting the door behind him.

“jack is what’s up.”

“oh?” he says plopping down on my couch.

“so we went out to lunch, he called it our first date.” you say.

“okay what’s the problem with that?” he says.

“you’re not understanding, my ex and i broke up what 3 weeks ago? i can’t move on, how do i know i can trust him?”

“y/n, jacks a nice guy, i wouldn’t have introduced you two if i thought otherwise.”

“i just think it’s too soon dawson.”

“relax, calm down, chill out.” he says standing up and placing his hands on your biceps.

“how am i supposed to be calm?”

“y/n, no one is rushing you into a relationship. you are not committed to the guy, you went on ONE date. you aren’t married to him, just relax. i know it’s hard, i don’t know all the details of your break up but obviously you let your mistrust cloud your vision of good people. i wouldn’t let you go down a dark rabbit hole, and you know that.” he says calming your nerves. dawson always had a way of getting to you and calming you down when necessary, even though it had been years since you last saw the boy.

“okay you’re right.” you say sighing.

“and you don’t have to worry, he’s leaving to go to michigan for a couple days tomorrow, so you can spend time away from him and just texting, so you can get to know him better without it being to serious for you.” he adds.

“perfect.” you laugh.

“now why don’t we chill out and watch a movie, you’re clearly stressed and i want you to clear your mind.” he states, grabbing the remote and switching on the tv. after a couple hours, dawson heads home, leaving you alone with nothing but your phone.

jack: hey i’m headed to michigan tmrw morning, hang when im back?

y/n: yes for sure!

jack: ok awesome, see you then

y/n: *loved a message*

you sat with your thoughts. you were terrified of the possibilities with jack, you couldn’t help it. it’s like your brain had been hardwired to push him away, but you fought the urge harder than anyone could ever know.

-

it had been about two weeks and jack returned from his trip a few days ago. the two of you have been texting nonstop. you learned the silly facts about each other and his personality shined through even on text. he was beginning to give you that glimpse of hope that you thought you’d lost for good.

“i just don’t know.” you spoke to dawson through the phone.

“he’s never texted a girl this long, he obviously likes you.”

“well you never know.”

“he has had women throw themselves at him and he’s rejected all of them. don’t you see it.”

“i do but i just don’t know if it’s the best idea.”

“y/n, just give it another go. go on another date with him. you won’t regret it, you and i both know that as much as you don’t want to admit that your crush is more than just a silly little crush.”

“god, daws you always know how to pick my brain what is wrong with you?” you laugh.

“um nothing, im just correct.” he scoffs.

“okay whatever, ill call him tonight okay?” you reply hoping it’ll shut him up.

“i’m holding you to it, so you better.”

“whatever mercer.”

-

“hello?” you hear a muffled jack on the other end of the line.

“hey jack, i was wondering if maybe you’d wanna go out again some time? i had a great time with you.”

“yeah absolutely!”

“does tomorrow work?” you ask, holding your breath.

“yeah i don’t have any plans. ill come pick you up at 1?”

“perfect.” you smile to yourself.

“i’ll see you tomorrow y/n.”

“bye jack.” you say hanging up the phone, wanting to scream with excitement. you had no clue how this could feel the way it does so soon after your breakup.

-

2 months later

“hey,” jack says shaking you awake.

“huh.” you groan opening your eyes.

“i have a skate to go to, ill be back okay?” he says, you fully processing your surroundings.

“oh, yeah okay. have fun.” you smile as he leans down to kiss you on the cheek. you’d stayed the night at his house just like you have for a few nights every week since your second date though you never established a label for your relationship, just placing the boyfriend name tag on him when you’re out by yourself, too afraid to use it around him. the idea of him leaving you to skate sucked, and you shoved down these feelings so they wouldn’t get in the way of anything. you never wanted him to leave your sight. you hated that you’d grown so attached. you pulled out your phone to call dawson, always filling him in with updates.

“hey miss hughes, what you up to?” he asks picking up.

“dawson stop,” you laugh, “i just woke up, jack just left for optional skate.”

“oh that’s funny i’m on my way there now.”

“i’m sure he’ll ive you all the details.”

“yeah he always does but you’re gonna tell me what’s going on in that little brain of yours first.”

“i hate when he leaves dude. i hate it. i feel like i have no right to be this attached. being around him makes me so fucking happy, it’s like all my problems disappear when he’s around. but i need to face it, he probably doesn’t even want me.”

“you’re lying but go on.”

“lying about what?”

“you really think he ever keeps girls around this long if he doesn’t wanna be with them? be for real with yourself y/n.” he says plainly.

“okay well, point is, i’ve grown attached and i don’t understand my feelings daws.”

“i think you love him.” he laughs.

“you’re crazy.” you scoff.

“did you listen to anything you just said?”

“what part?”

“god damnit, think before you speak y/n. the way you feel when you’re around him is love. practically in its exact definition.”

“it’s only been 3 months that i’ve known the guy.”

“bitch do you really think love has a timeline?”

“well n-“

“THEN GO GET HIM.”

“i’m not gonna go, he’s skating.”

“i meant it figuratively, just wait for him to come back and see how different you feel compared to talking to me on the phone. don’t leave. don’t panic and push him away y/n. give him a shot.”

“okay okay, ill talk to you later dawson.”

“alright, bye y/n.” he says hanging up abruptly. you knew deep down that he was probably right and you couldn’t admit it to yourself. you sat on his couch for a few hours, waiting to hear the lock turn again, when suddenly it did.

“oh hey, you’re still here? i thought you’d be gone by now.” he laughs, hanging his keys on the hook.

“no i wanted to stay, your couch is cozy.”

“well i’m glad you’re still here.” he says, kissing you on top of the head as he passed behind the couch. dawson was right, you felt giddy when jack entered the room, and the feeling didn’t settle. he returns back to the living room.

“you look like you’re thinking.” he says sitting down next to you. you sit up and turn to him.

“i am thinking.” you say, anxiety running through your body at full speed, knee bouncing.

“what’s on that pretty mind of yours?” he giggles placing a hand on your leg gently.

“i think i love you.” you say quietly, the words slipping off your tongue with struggle. you finally let yourself trip and fall. it felt almost freeing. his demeanor shifts as a smile grows on his face. he sits up to get closer to you.

“what was that?” he asks, smile growing wider.

“i think i love you. no no, i do. i do love you. i love you jack. i know we never attached a label to whatever we are but i can’t keep pushing my feelings away anymore. i just love you.” you say finally being able to lock eyes with him. he connects your lips in response, framing your cheek with his callused hand. when you pull away his gorgeous smile returns.

“fuck, i love you too y/n.” he laughs, a wave of relief washing over you. you couldn’t believe how jack changed your perspective on love and men so quickly but it never felt more true to you. you couldn’t deny your feelings anymore no matter how hard you tried. you finally let yourself fall, and thank god it was into the right hands this time.

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[alcoholfreenayeon]

hi! i noticed you don’t have anything for seulgi yet 🥹 can i request for a seulgi gf hc? Pleeeeaaaaasse?

Seulgi Girlfriend HC

A/N: Yes ofc you can and there is a Seulgi draft but it’s angsty🌚-anyway, ahem, hope you like this anon.

SFW HCs

She’s your sweet bear, always gives you a vibe and is never too tired for you.

She absolutely loves the teddy bears you gift her. She asked for one of each type of bear.

You love taking care of her, she can be so clumsy like the one time she tried to decorate her pancake but it just ended up as a tower of whipped cream.

She can’t help but smile as soon as she hears your voice.

She likes to bury her head in your shoulder or neck a lot especially when she’s really happy or embarrassed.

She likes it when you take photos of her.

Irene and Joy really teased her a lot about you when she first introduced you to them.

Whenever you visit a shop and see anything bear themed, you send her a picture of it especially when she’s away on tour or work.

Once while she was away, you were doing cleaning and you ended up finding a whole bunch of sketches of you that she did secretly.

She always brings you so many little gifts and souvenirs.

NSFW HCs

When you both first started dating she was always quite shy initially when things got heated between you both.

She leaves quite a lot of scratches on you.

The heavy and excited breaths and sighs she does when you take the lead drive you completely crazy.

In Seulgi’s own words, “there’s nothing she’d prefer to eat over you”.

Wendy once had the bad luck of walking into the dorm only to find you in between Seulgi’s legs. It was a few seconds of pure chaos as she screamed in shock. Seulgi kicked you off accidentally in a panic and you, already feeling a bit suffocated from how hard she was squeezing your head with her thighs, nearly passed out when you fell to the floor from embarrassment, shock and surprise.

It was awkward and embarrassing but eventually the three of you apologized to each other and made up. But whenever you are alone with Wendy you can’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

The others sensed this tension and Joy always pesters the three of you, asking what happened which just brings back a memory the three of you try to forget.

Whenever you make Seulgi cum hard, you like how she quivers hard and if you try hard enough you can make her cum once again by the time her first orgasm ends.

She likes to ride your thigh.

You’ve been trying to convince her to do some roleplaying and shes finally agreed. Now you both just have to decide what kind of scenario you’d like to do.

[fallenflamess]

my thoughts/experience watching the minecraft movie (spoilers under cut obvi)

not in really any order because I'm going completely off memory and I watched it like 3 weeks ago

• first thing I heard entering the cinema was someone yelling "chicken jockey" very loudly. set the tone and I immediately knew it was gonna be a blast no matter how bad or good the movie was

• clapping and cheering every time steve said one of the popular lines, also shouting the lines too

• TECHNOBLADEEEEE o7 audience went wild I could barely hear the dialogue for a good like 5 seconds

• no one brought a live chicken 😔

• YAOI???? IN MY MINECRAFT MOVIE????????

• why did they 69.

• "man sandwich it's for your safety" okay.

• ALEX AT THE END CREDITS SCENE??????

• THERE WAS NOT A SINGLE DARK OAK TREE NEAR THAT WOODLAND MANSION. WHAT

• honestly thought the cube looked either kinda like an end crystal (not entirely but ykwim.) or a beacon. and they used it as a beacon. the full nighttime effect was kinda cool honestly

• the during-credits scene with jennifer coolidge and the village caught me so off guard. and probably the whole cinema too. what do you mean they've known each other for a day and can speak each others languages completely fluently and he already proposed.

• the portal that leads to the real world being blue instead of purple actually kind of makes sense now that I've watched it because if it was purple it'd go to the nether. it's a different dimension portal so ofc either the frame or portal will be a different colour

• honestly if we never got the new ridable ghast update I woulda wished we got those like ghast air balloon things bc those were honestly kinda cool

• I actually kinda like the fluffy creeper. I already sorta saw it as being a lil fluffy before the trailer cause I've seen them drawn like that before and I like it - the head being fully hollow was also quite cool

• so like I definitely wouldn't call it a good movie,- but I wouldn't really call it bad - it definitely lacked in writing and plot but it was kinda funny sometimes and I had an absolute BLAST watching it in the cinema. everyone there was such a vibe that was probably the most fun cinema experience I've ever had

• no one threw popcorn but the people next to us made a mess LMAO

• genuinely was so excited to see the minecraft youtubers in it though that was probably the only and main reason I wanted to go see it. MUMBO LOOKS SO DIFFERENT LMAOO

• GENERAL CHUNGUS?????

• whole cinema erupted with applause at the end of the movie

• went and watched it with a group of friends and it was a really fun way to end what was already an awesome day

I completely forgot about this it's been sitting in my drafts collecting dust for 3 weeks LMAOO

[gloriousdreamerland]

Wait for me?

Series masterlist

Pairing: George Weasley x Ravenclawn! Fem! Reader

Warning: Bullying (not by George ofc); Insecurities; Bad english and bad writing (really bad); Drunk reader (not during the whole chapter)

Words: 4.3K

Autor notes: i was sooooo anxious to post this chapter, since the first drafts of the fanfic, this is the chapter I've been most anxious to write. My girl is so messy and i love her for it.

Synopsis: Angelina and Fred are tying the knot and suddenly Y/N has to face unresolved feelings for George, which is even worse considering she never told him they are soulmates. 9 days of partying are more like 9 days of torture, hopefully she will survive, only if he stops giving her a heart attack every five minutes.

Lay all your love on me - 07

“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” -Pride and prejudice

   “Do you think we’ll have to stay up this long tomorrow? My feet are hurting and i’m in sneakers, imagine in high heels” Katie whispered behind Y/N on the line of couples of bridesmaids while leaning on her partner to fix her shoes.

   “Weddings tend to fo that” George whispered back and Y/N failed in trying to hide her laugh

   “Don’t be rude! Y/N, don’t let him be rude to me”

   “George, don’t be rude to Katie” she pretended to scold him.

   “Love, she needs to learn to take a joke”

   “Hm…i guess you’re right” Y/N pretended to think about it, receiving an eye roll from her friend, who looked annoyed but still smiled.

   “You’re ridiculous”

   “I know” Y/N smiled “But answering your question, i don’t think it will take this long, last i heard Angie was talking to the pianist with Fred and sorting out the timing”

   The big day is finally tomorrow and the house mess is shining in it’s glory. Semans like the project is finally taking shape and what once seemed like a dream is really turning into reality and her best friend is getting married tomorrow.

   Angelina always had good taste but for the wedding she took it to the next level. The ceremony will be held in the front yard, with roses, marigolds and daisies giving the off-white decorations color, literally the pride and joy of Gryffindor

   Today may not be the day but is also special, today they’re having the rehearsal dinner, exclusive to for the closest people and active participants in the wedding, all of the other guests are sorting last minute details, like dresses for tomorrow and gifts, some are even touristing, after all, most people will travel back home the morning after the wedding and the wedding day will be too busy to explore the town nearby. So, apart from the people who are decorating, the house is theirs today.

   A smiley Angelina approached the line. She looked radiant.

   “We’re starting at five. The rhythm is simple, wait 3 beats and the next pair comes in, ok?”

   “Sure, now go to the end of the line, the groom cannot see you in white!” She rushed her friend, who laughed

   “First: I'm not wearing white, and second: It's just the rehearsal”

   “By the way you’re smiling ear to ear it’s almost the same thing!” Angie laughed “Now shoo shoo, the pianist will start soon”

   Angie’s smile seemed to grow even more as she rushed to the end of the line, and, as soon as she got there the song started. Just like that, pair by pair walked to the altar where Fred and the ceremonialist waited and positioned themselves around the altar, resembling a Greek arena.

   “Do you like wedding superstitions? Like that thing about the groom not seeing the bride in white before the wedding?” George whispered to her while they got there. As best man and maid of honor, they were the ones who led the line

   “You don’t? I truly believe if the groom sees the bride in white their wedding will fall apart, this happened to one of my cousins, ya know? You can’t even spend the night before the wedding together”

   “Will you leave your poor husband lonely? How can he even survive the night without you?”

   “I'm cherishing our marriage, he will be fine”

   “I surely wouldn't be fine without you” She couldn’t see his face as they watched Angelina walk in Fred’s direction, but she could swear he was smiling.

   It’s strange seeing your best friend get married, like seeing the girl who shared cookies, blankets and games with you when you were 11 swear her forever to a lucky guy, it’s almost like nostalgia, but better, because you’re so damn happy for her that you also wish to see their happy future.

   It is indescribable this feeling of happiness to see the happiness of someone else, someone who has been by your side your whole life.

   As the ceremonialist started talking about the couple’s journey, Y/N remembered their Hogwarts days, the sneaky glances, Angie's "outbursts" every time he was forward, the way he was a goofball trying to make her laugh -he's still a goofball to her, and tomorrow will be forever-, their first date and how they were so nervous around each other even thought they were almost a couple. When she wasn’t busy surviving homework and Natasha or being all heart eyes with George, she liked noticing the development of their relationship, Fred really does make Angie happy.

   “I really love weddings. Look how happy they are!” Y/N whispered to George

   “I remember when he decided to propose. He was freaking out, like they weren’t acting like a married couple from day one.”

   “Right? But i’m glad it’s finally happening to them”

   “Me too, and who knows, maybe you’ll be the next bride…” she smiled and rolled her eyes

   “Well, maybe you’ll be the next broom”

   George was counting on it, that is, if she is the next bride.

   Soon the rehearsal was coming to an end and the master of ceremonies announced the vows

   “Fred Weasley, do you swear to love and cherish Angelina for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” The ceremonialist turned his attention to Fred.

   “I do” He smiled at his bride-to-be, taking her hands in his.

   “And Angelina, do you swear to love and respect Fred Weasley for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” He turned his attention to Angie

   “I do”

   “So I pronounce you husband and wife...well, tomorrow I’ll pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your not-wife and your not-husband”

   The group laughed and clapped as Fred pulled Angie into a passionate kiss. The ceremony may not have been real—for now—but their love definitely is. Angelina whispered something in Fred’s ear, making him smile and give her a kiss on the cheek, and headed to where her best friend and brother-in-law were.

   As soon as Angie got close, Y/N embraced her friend in a tight hug while smiling.

   “I can’t believe it is finally happening, I'm so damn happy for you!”

   “Right, I'm so anxious! Don’t forget tonight we’re going out, okay? The car will be waiting for us by 8pm”

   “Don’t worry, I have already chosen a dress!”

   “Great! I better be going then, i have to talk with my mom, Goodbye the, see you there! Bye, George!” She waved and headed back inside. 

   “Tonight is the bachelorette party, right? Where are you going?” George asked

   “There’s a club in the town that Angie really likes, the DJ usually plays her favorite singer. What about you, Fred’s bachelorette is tonight too, right? I’m kind of scared to ask” She joked

   “Nothing much, we plan to get wasted in every bar in town, i just hope Fred can make it to the wedding tomorrow” For a second Y/N though he was serious, but the smirk on his face gave it away. She bumped his shoulder while rolling her eyes.

   “C’mon!”

   “Okay okay, don’t be mad!” He laughed “We’re not doing much crazy, Fred wanted to actually be alive for his wedding, so we’re going to a friend’s bar, probably drink, play something, but nothing too crazy”

   “You better, woe betide you if you make me worry about your madness!”

   “You wound me, Love!” He faked being hurt “I guess I won't see you in a while, uh?”

   “Yeah, probably just at the ceremony”

   “Let’s make the most of our time then, right?” George smirked and offered his arm, which she gladly took.

   “So, where are we going now?”

   “Let’s just take a walk in the garden, probably not here though, the wedding people are getting things ready, let’s go…” he saw a small meadow further in the background “There!”

   “Sure, We just can't take too long, I need to go back soon to get ready for the bachelorette party”

   “Keeping you here with me…I don’t know, sounds tempting, Love” Y/N rolled her eyes while giggling

   “I know! But I do like to dance from time to time, and socialize a little. I’m sure you guys will have fun”

   “Not as much as I would have with you” With his other hand he held her hand that was on his arm, without taking her arm off his.

   “You’re such a charmer”

   “Only with you, Love”

   Her heart raced at his words and the closeness, but lately, she's realized that she really likes this. Well, she really likes him, so it's to be expected. walking through the field, with him close to her like that, she remembered a conversation she had with him a while ago, a conversation about soulmates. A conversation that had gone unanswered.

   After yesterday's revelations, the ones about George, but the one about Natasha too, Y/N is strangely calm, like she finally knows what to do. The problem is that what she needs to do isn’t an easy thing: She’s going to tell George that he is her soulmate. As usual, there’s a dilemma to this, and when there isn’t, right?

   Y/N has know for years that George is her soulmate, and she has been in love with him for even longer, she even made an effort to hide her soulmate mark and up until now she has always said to anyone who asked that she did not find her soulmate, so how does she came up with the truth now, like “Hey, George…or must i say, Babe? Haha, you’re kind of my soulmate, yeah i’ve known it for years…Yes, i know you've been searching for her and did nothing to end your suffering…Wait, don’t run away!” Yeah, it wouldn’t end well.

   Of course she had her reasons for staying away, in Hogwarts Natasha ended with any scrumbles of her self-esteem, then the war happened, leaving not only her life a mess but the whole word, and it takes time to fix something like that, then after that…well, after that she was a coward trying to find herself again, George didn’t deserve that.

   She’s still struggling to think that she can be good for him, but these last few days changed, and not only her self-esteem, but the idea that, if George by any miracle decided that she is the love of his life, she isn’t gonna let this opportunity go to waste.

   With all of that in mind, Y/N has a plan. Well, half of a plan, but she’ll eventually get there. She needs to prepare the ground. Approach him and say that she is his soulmate, even if that is the pure truth, it would be weird.

   “George, I was thinking about something…”

   “Dangerous”

   “Oh, shut up!” she giggled “ We were talking the other day about our soulmates, remember? But you never gave me an answer” She looked hopefully at him

   “You didn’t either”

   “But I asked you first!”

   “What? I asked you first!” He laughed at her nonsense while she got redder by minute. She cant me smooth to save her life

   “But that was yesterday!”

   “Okay, Love. You know about my soft spot for you, I'll let you win this one.” He gave her a flirty smile and kissed the hand he was holding. “I think i have found her”

   What?!

   Y/N tried her best to not look like a deer caught in headlights. Keyword: Trying.

   “W-what? Really?” 

   “Really, i have a good guess about her” 

   The way he was looking at her was strange, but not in a bad way. How can someone hold so much affection in just one look? It's a weird feeling, capable of calming her nerves and, at the same time, making her heart beat faster.

   “Have you told her? Does she know?” He smiled sweetly at her.

   “I haven’t told her but she definitely knows…She’s a slippery one, y’a know? I don’t want to scare her away, so i’m willing to wait for her, give her all the time that she needs”

   “I…is it worth it though? All this wasted time?”

   “I would wait forever for her. I have already given her all of my days, I'm just waiting for her to notice that” Then George kissed her cheek like it was common, like if she wasn't on the verge of a heart attack. Her poor heart. “Let’s go back inside? We’re gonna be late”

   Y/N definitely need to tell him the truth until the wedding is over.

   The bar was way more crowded than George expected. Like way more, how does this little corner bar handle so many people? When Fred said they were going to Bob’s bar he imagined something more calm -ofcourse not that calm, or they would do something to spice it up a little if you know what i mean-, but it’s so crowded that if they weren’t friends with Bob and warned him beforehand they wouldn’t be able to have a seat or play snooker.

   Not that any of this matters, he really tried to give the group and his brother his full attention, but his mind keeps wandering elsewhere.

   The love of his life is this close to really being the love of his life. Yesterday night Fred has been gossiping about how George likes Y/N since Hogwarts, after dinner they fought about this, but nothing really serious, all in the name of brotherhood, however, it seems like something changed with her, like she’s more carefree…maybe even closer to confessing to him, but he prefers not to get too hopeful yet.

   He is willing to wait for her, afterall

   “Haha, pay it up!” Lee jordan laughed as he placed a 3 of clubs on the table, the zap of this round of truco.

   “No shit!” Fred laughed in surprise and celebrated with his partner, earning complaints from George and Bob.

   “3 four times in a roll?! You’re cheating!” Bob “Keep up like this and I'm kicking you out of my bar”

   “C’mon, Bob, loosen up!” Lee gave Bob a side hug and laughed. “And, you, Loverboy,” He turned his attention to George “Pay attention to the game, you’re making your pair loose!”

   “Sod off! You’re not that good, cheating even me!”

   “Really? Now this I want to see!” Fred gathered the cards and passed them to Bob “It's Bob's turn to shuffle”

   “Now I'll make sure nobody will cheat now.”

   George sank into the bar chair, waiting for Bob to shuffle the cards when he saw a white figure through the window near them. The redhead ignored it, he must have seen things

   Thud

   George is definitely not seeing things, well, he saw something: an owl bumping into a closed window. He rushed to her rescue and took the letter that she carried and gave her a treat. The life of a wizard is like this: Carrying owl treats because at any moment one could appear -or crash- into your house. In this case: Bar.

   The word letter is an exaggeration, it's hardly a note, given the size and the scrawl on it. All he could think about was who on earth would have such bad handwriting as he tried to decipher what on earth the note said.

   Triiim Triiim

   Then the phone behind the counter rang. George was close to the phone, so it was easy to hear him. The surprise is Bob, who was further away with the others at the table, heard him with all the noise in the bar. 

   Bob gave the deck to Lee and went to answer the phone.

   “Hey, this is Bob's bar, how can I help you?....Oh hey!” he heard what the person on the other end of the line said and laughed out loud “Okay, i’ll send them to you girls. Good night, see you at the wedding!” 

   Bob returned to the table with the smile still on his face. George came closer to hear better.

   “So apparently half of the bridesmaids, including the bride, are feeling sick, they couldn't hold it together, huh," he laughed. "Angelina just called me asking for backup from the groomsmen."

   “I’ll let the others know, you can go first, Fred. See how Angie is.”

   “Thanks man, i better get going then” 

   “Wait, i’ll go too!” George rushed to Fred’s side before he could leave.

   “Loverboy is eager to see someone!” Fred smirked

   “C’mon!” George rushed Fred out of the bar and into the nearby alley, and then the two of them recited a teleportation spell.

   “Hey, thanks for coming!” Angelina hugged Fred as soon as they showed up at the club the girls were at.

   “I was worried about you, Lee stayed back to let the other know, soon the’ll be here”

   George stayed behind in an attempt to give the couple space, but mainly to look for Y/N at the club, which became an almost impossible task due to the loud music, absurd amount of people, and the confusion of lights. Angelina, noticing his wandering eyes, decided to help.

   If she is not the maid of honor at their wedding she's gonna lose it.

   “Last i seen in she was nearby the bathroom in the back, I told her to get some water while I waited for you guys up front”

   “Thanks, Angie!” 

   George runed, or tried to run, between the sea of people in search of Y/N when he saw her. Sitting in a booth all alone, looking sad while sipping her water. He took a seat beside her.

   “Hey pretty girl, why are you so sad?”

   “Babe!” her face suddenly lit up “I’m sooo happy you’re here. I asked Angie to call you but she said she couldn’t because you don’t have a phone” she pouted “I need to buy you a phone, what if i miss you and you are faaar faaar away”

   Oh she’s drunk drunk

   “I guess i’ll have to stick to your side then,” she giggled “How much did you drink, Love?”

   “Just a weeeee bit” He believed none of that.

   “Sure, wanna get out of here though? I’m tired, do you want to walk me back home?”

   Y/N’s smile grow

   “I do! Let’s go, Georgie” He stood up, gave her space to follow him, then when she tried to stay up, her legs gave up. Before she could fall, he helped her up.

   “Careful! Are you okay?”

   “Hm…I'm fine, you’re my hero!” He rolled his eyes with a smile

   “I hope so, Love. It seems like you’re falling for me” He joked. A really bad joke.

   “I can’t fall for you, Georgie. I already fell a long time ago”

   Georgie could feel his heart beating faster and the blush in his cheeks. 

   “You’re so forward when you’re drunk, stay still for a second,” he turned and lowered himself with his back to her "Climb on top of me, we'll take the long way home while you sober up".

   Without thinking twice, Y/N climbed on his back and he carried her on his piggyback to where Angie was, to let her know that they were leaving, but since he didn't see her, he described her to the bartender and asked him to give her the message.

   As soon as they stepped out, the cold air hit them, making Y/N hug him a little tighter. Maybe that would be enough to sober her up.

   “How did you know that I needed you?” She mumbled against his shoulder

   “I have a sixth sense to you”

   “Oh, shut up!” She laughed

   “Angie called to the bar, as soon as i heard what was happening i came running to you”

   “Own…you are really sweet, did you know that?”

   “You’re sweeter, you deserve all the care in the word”

   “I don’t need all the care in the word…just yours”

   Here it goes again, his stupid heart

   “You’re funny when you’re drunk”

   “I mean that!” She looked offended and he almost regretted his comment “I always loved how you took care of me, always looking out for me, not in a condescending way, but in the most loving and sweet way. One of the reasons I fell in love with you…”

   “What?” His heart raced and he lifted her off his back. He needed to look her in the eyes now, needed to be certain that this wasn't just drunk talk, and something in her told him it wasn't.

   “It’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you…” She put her arms around his neck, pulling them closer “Another is your handsome looks, not gonna lie,” He laughed “But how you’re so funny and sweet, yeah….these are the reasons, i can’t describe how much it made me happy knowing you liked me back in Hogwarts, my heart was threatening to jump out of my chest, have mercy on me!”

   George's smile was so wide it hurt his cheeks.

   “Now you know the effect you have on me, love!”

   “No no no…i’m pretty sure i like you waaay more. I wish you were in my shoes so you could feel it, how good it is to love you”

   “Love, I'm not gonna discuss this with you now, but I hope your drunk head knows that you’re absolutely wrong!” Y/N rolled her eyes and laughed

   “I know how to end this dilemma! Can I tell you a secret?” Her smile definitely ment trouble, but oh George really likes trouble “I’m your soulmate!” George was in complete shock, of all the things he expected her to say, that wasn't one of them. “I’ve know it for a while…i’m really sorry for not saying nothing before, back than i couldn’t say it…..but now, it seems like i wake up waiting for an opportunity to tell you, but i was afraid you’d be mad at me for not saying before”

   “And you’re not scared anymore?”

   “A little…but i figured that i could take you being mad at me for some days than losing a forever with you. You’re too special for that” Maybe his heart is indeed melting inside his chest, it shows in the blush of his cheeks”

   “I could never be mad at you, not at this atleast, so don’t worry” He gave her a kiss on her forehead “but maybe is best if we discuss this tomorrow, you’re too drunk now”

   “You missed”

   “What?”

   “The kiss, you missed the place. Let me try again” 

   Y/N brought her face closer to his, leaning in for a long-awaited kiss, but George turned his face away, making her kiss his cheek.

   “Not now, Love. I want you to be on your full senses when i kiss you” she pouted

   “Will you kiss me tomorrow?”

   “If you want me to” He smiled and caressed her cheek

   “I want you to want this too…”

   “I have wanted this since we were thirteen, but i can wait one more day” Y/N giggled

   “You know, of all the people in the world, I'm glad I fell in with you”

   “Mee too, Love. You have no idea how much” He took her arms from around his neck and offered his arm to her. “Ready to go home?”

   “Let’s go!” She hugged his arm and with a flick of his wand the two of them headed back to the Johnson’s household.

   Reality is so sweet now that George is actually afraid to go to sleep tonight. Waiting for Y/N is definitely worth it, he’s not afraid of her nervous bolting as long as he is the finish line, and considering all of what she said tonight, she’s definitely going to lose it tomorrow, but this time, George is ready for it.

   “Morning, sunshine!” Katie’s voice echoed from the other side of the room. She wasn’t yelling, but it was enough to make Y/N want to sink into the bed to make that noise stop, or maybe throw the clock in her dresser into said noise, whatever is easiest.

   She’s never drinking that much again

   Okay, that’s a lie, but she’s sure she isn’t gonna drink like that in the near future. That’s really true.

   Y/N can’t fully remember what she said yesterday, she only has flashes of memory, but this is not her first rodeo, soon all the embarrassing memories will come back, they have a habit of doing this. 

   “C’mon, Y/N, we need to dress up!”

   “just five more minutes!” Y/N’s voice sounded muffled from the pillow

   “We need to be in Angie’s room in fifteen minutes! don’t be lazy, also, you might want to see what your prince in charming armour left for you”

    What? 

    She stood up so fast that she felt dizzy, making Katie laugh from across the room. On the dresser next to the bed was a note and a strange liquid, which, from the smell, was probably a hangover cure.

   Y/N,

   I left a hangover cure potion for you next to the dresser. I remember how you were when we were at Hogwarts, I hope it takes effect by the ceremony, and if it doesn't, I can kiss it better for you.

   About yesterday, after you remember what you said to me i want to talk to you, but not in a bad way, so don’t worry your pretty head, i mean it in the best way of “talk”, okay? If it helps you remember yesterday, i still really want kiss you. I’ll probably will still want to kiss you tomorrow too, and the day after that.

   Love Kisses, George

   Her eyes widened in surprise at each word in the note, which made her poor heart race faster and faster.

   What the heck did she say to him?

[kieranduffysgirl]

I love how you write for kieran sm :,) we need more kieran fics!!!

could u do some headcanons of Kieran as a Dad? I think he would be so sweet and love it sm :(♥️♥️ he deserves a family tbh

a/n: okay so I loved this request so much, I went a bit mad with it but I love Kieran sm. Also I am planning a long term fic for him but a couple one shots are drafted so ofc more of my baby coming soon! Hope you enjoy, lovie ♡

three sections:

Kieran with Children

Kieran when your pregnant

Kieran with a baby

Children:

He is definitely the sweetest dad ever but always worrying and being like, "Honey, careful...careful" and trying to keep his baby's out of harms way, he's just sweet and anxious and as he had been through so much he wanted to keep him children safe.

He most definitely wanted to teach his children how to ride horses and look after them just like he did so I imagine his children would be growing up on a ranch with Branwen jr as their little pony, most mornings he would take the children out on the horses, evenings would be spent feeding them, he would always buy the children little rugs and toys for their horses. There would be a designated day each week where the whole family cleaned out the stables, field and riding area, washed down all the horses and cleaned them up, polished and waxed saddles and bridles, and Kieran would be lovingly showing the children how to do it all.

Always wakes up early to make the children some breakfast, best believe this man is awake early, leaving you in bed with a little kiss just so he can make the children some pancakes with the fruit he's been growing on the ranch. All he wanted to do was make the children contented, imagine his smile when the children woke up giggling and smiling because they could smell their dad's homemade pancakes.

In my head he's like a little grandma gardening away on his little ranch, so he most definitely would teach him children how to plant things. He would let them plant the seeds for the new flowers, or help him plant a strawberry plant. Then he would get them to help him water all the plants and visit them to check on them, and he always gives the children the first piece of fruit off the plant.

He would love to read to the children, despite his anxious voice and his quiet nature. He'd be curled up in the main bed with you tucked into his side with the children sprawled on the bed listening to him reading to them, his shyness barely there because his family is the only thing that keeps him calm and grounded.

Pregnant:

When you told him, Kieran panicked, this man was stressing on another level.

Yet, he would be the sweetest, he would always rub your belly, press soft kisses to it and whisper to his baby.

"I-It's just me little one, yer daddy,"

"Don't be giving yer ma trouble now, okay?"

He would always be worrying, best believe your sitting and relaxing whilst pregnant, he once saw you trying to lift something and he hurried over and kissed and cuddled you until you agreed to lay down and let him work.

"Baby...baby please, can't have yer working too hard, yer tired...just look after our little one, okay?"

Would become so much more clingy, but in the cutest way, best believe he's laying over you in bed, keeping you safe from the world, he'd nuzzle to your neck and kiss the sensitive skin to relieve any pain, he's been petting you hair all the time to help you relax and stop stressing. His arms are always around you, keeping you close and safe, and his lips are always brushing over your skin.

"What you doing, Kieran?"

"Shh, just let me give yer a kiss...need my love close to me, need to make sure yer okay, love"

He'd love the baby bump, he'd read to it, kiss it and whisper to it, it would be his pride and joy until the baby came. He felt almost safe and secure knowing you loved him enough to let him father your child, it would give him a sense of belonging.

Baby:

Skin to skin. All I can think about is the fact Kieran would definitely sit in the old rocking chair in your homestead with the baby to his chest, skin to skin, murmuring and comforting them.

He would be so gentle and worrisome over the little baby, would spend most of his day holding the baby close, pressing gentle kisses to their forehead.

He would be the best at stopping the little one from crying, he'd be so good at comforting and settling the baby.

He would feel so grateful for the chance to have a family, feeling as if he didn't deserve any of this yet here he was with his little wife and baby, curled up in bed together whilst the baby sniffled into his chest and you were cuddled up to Kieran.

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[your-ne1ghbor]

Now Introducing...

the one

the only

QUEEN AGATHA

(OR AMAYA BASICALLY)

(ALSO THANK YOU @signed-sapphire @sewerpalette @pennysucks FOR YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE DESIGN. IT WAS A MASSIVE HELP AND JUST THANK YOU IN GENERAL. IDK HOW TO THANK YOU GUYS BUT I'M FOREVER AND EVER GRATEFUL TYTYTYYTYTY)

ok...

Lets talk about her now shall we?? 😘

(FW: MINOR GORE)

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Before we begin, Agatha is by no account, Amaya's replacement. Now here is the thing. Amaya is really cool...in drafts. But in cannon, Amaya is nothing more than a plot device to get the teens in the castle and only exists to be Magnifico's replacement in the cannon film once the whole kingdom goes down so Asha doesn't take up the reins of being Queen. Not only that she didn't have a lot of personality or any character in the film. In all honesty, although she is inspired from the drafts of Amaya, her character conflict is very much different and not on par with the drafts. She also has more to her backstory that was not seen in the original drafts or even thought of. I just wanted to get that out of the way before I go in depth to her character. But lets get to the outfit, cause I think it was a pretty interesting thought processes ;)

Plus have you seen the jokes about Amaya or why I barely talk about her?? ITS BECAUSE SHE IS NOTHING. ZERO. EGG SHAPED. Why should I care about her when I barely know anything about her like bro, giving her a moral delehmia of staying with Magnifico or joining the resistance would have been so much more interesting and gives more substance. Probably why I dont like Amaya at all. She lacks substance.

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Agatha has Greek/European inspirations to her design! I had a ton of problems when getting the design together, merely the fact that I didn't like the outfit given in film or didn't find any that really fit her for what I was going for. Even though I didn't know what I was going for, I just didn't like that style given in the films, or hell, even in the drafts (the dull colors didn't even help since there was so much vibrancy in medeivel times)

Thats when I had the most randomest idea and just said: "Fuck it" and then I decided to combind Greek and European outfits into one.

My inspirations were from these images I found on google and pinterest:

So this is how the dress works or merely my thought process on how it came out this way!

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Numro Uno

As ideas was setting into place, I noticed a trend among both sets of the outfits. I'm mainly refuring to the top shape to the outfit.

When taking a look at the European Outfits, that have what I would say, a more triangle shape, which the same can be applied to Amaya's outfit as well.

Meant to put curves down, but you get the point.

For Greek outfits, there was more of a square shape doing on at the top of the outfits.

Not only that, but the Greek clothing does not have the dress open up unlike some European outfits I saw. (not all of the European outfits I saw opened up near the bottom of the dress, only most of them did)

Either way, what I am trying to say is:

Greek Outfits = Square

European Outfits = Triangle

So when combinding them, I simply thougt of it being like this

Top: Square Shaped

Bottom: Triangle Shaped

ofc this is the final design...

What you guys want was my drafts!

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In my sketches, at first since I didn't like how outfit wise, dresses didn't seem too work, so I wondered what she would look like if she wore pants 🤯

(You will notice that I kept the transparent cloak the entire time)

Although she looked BADASS (fucking hot oml) it felt more like smth she would wear during travels. That's the main ick, it just worked for something else, but not for what I am going for. However, Agatha does wear pants, but mainly when she is getting materials for her potions that are acessed outside the kingdom. And yes, I even thought about giving her a tail coat, but it wouldn't work for the time frame 💀💀💀

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For these 2, I started playing with the top to get ideas and see if I wanted the transparent cloak at all (I did ofc she looks so badass (hot) in it)

I also drew her comforting Asha! (Which I will talk about her in the backstory section since I had to change it)

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Hmmm this one does seem familiar now does it 🤨🤨

For this one in particular, although this was one I chose as a main base for the final draft, her top was more triangle shaped than square, which is what I was going for in the final design.

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Thats when I started worrying about mobility. How much room would that dress have when she is moving quickly?

This one was to see what it would look like if she had more mobility in her outfit. Although she would...it didn't sit right with me. It just felt off. It could be the more triangle top I went for in this one, it just didn't work and didn't look good.

The one in the corner was me playing with "WHAT if Asha inspired outfit" lmao.

Nah didn't work.

So between those 3, a friend from my ASL 2 class saw my drawings, and I asked for his opinions on it. He said to go with the one I chose for the base. Although I don't necessarily remember much of what he said, he explained why this one was more appealing soooo thanks Z. 🔥🔥

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This one was more of ofc using the drafts, but if she had sleeves. I intentionally removed them because it clashed with the cloak and didn't look good or work with what I was going for.

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Now let's talk about color pallet! (Ik I'm going so much in depth than what I did for Asha, but imma be honest the whole process in on my tumblr. The amount of times I changed that girl's outfit is unfathomable 😭😭😭😭)

I'll be short, but the frills on her dress (the gold part) is supposed to signify a yellow rose. Cause...ROSE-AS ROSAS 😜😜😜

I did see if blue worked for the outfit, but for the warm toned color pallet I did for her, it really clashed. Soooooo GOLD FOR THE WIN BABYYYY

She also wears this gold leafy crown and it was between green and gold, and I'm still stuck between that, but this was the crown ykyk

Yes it is a Greek one, I just REFUSE to give her a ugly ass crown like I did for Maggy. (IM SO SORRY MAGGY I SWEAR ILL MAKE YOU A BETTER ONE)

Ahem....

Can we talk about her face?

Yes?

HELL YEAH.

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(TW MINOR GORE)

So there is a stark difference between her past self and her current self when it comes to certain features.

For example, in her past, or "I am not at the brink of insanity" saga, her hair is braided, telling us she is in a good mental state at that point of time before her eye was scratched out (a dagger like cut through her face through her eye, literally popping it 💀). In the one I show you above in the "My eye is missing" stage, is what she would look like in her "Im not at the brink of insanity" saga minus the overlapping hair strands and the obvious missing eye. Also in that image, she has ash stuck in her hair from...THE INCIDENT (cough cough).

In her current self, her hair is obviously not braided actually showing us her current mental state. She is literally a huge mess, and her trauma has a huge effect on her mental health. She literally is not doing to well...until she met Asha (I'LL GET TO THAT I SWEAR). Agatha also has a white streak in her hair from a experiment gone wrong type of scenerio, where the potion she was brewing exploded something and landed on her forehead, hense the burn mark underneath the hair. Which is what gives it's unnatural hair color.

I was going for a beserk evil scientist vibe with her design, because she does go a bit crazy later in the story obv

Some other features I added was just adding a overall added sharpness to her, to actually resemble something like thorns in a way and to she perhaps she was EVILHSJkDLMNJHK 😜

The only features I sorta kept was her overall color pallet from Amaya for her hair, skin, eyes and her mole below her eye cause I thought it looked really cute.

And lastly, he is the character sheet for Agatha <3

Now that is out of the way, I'll get into the backstory portion...kinda...

I still wanna save some things for her for the story, but here are some notes/things you SHOULD ABSOUTLY KNOW about her

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NUMERO DOS

Agatha is the oldest sibling out of her 3 siblings. Her sister is really a few years younger than her and is in her young adult/late teens age wise. Her younger brother is in her pre-teens.

Her parents cut her off from all forms of contact after...yk...so she knows things about abandoment and how she felt, especially at the worse time in her life.

She and Magnus did NOT kill Asha's parents. IN FACT, they were very close friends, and met during their travels with Magnus! (I am firmly debating if Magnus ever founded a kingdom or he is royalty but I am not entirely sure yet but it would fix some weird things I found in the story)

She is a more organized person than her husband lol

Potion making is what she excels at ( one of the potions she made can blast lightning (inspired from hogwarts legacy))

She deeply cares for both Asha and Magnus with all her heart <3

Thats really it. I am ofc holding things close to my chest for backstory reasons and for story reasons since we will learn more about her from that point.

This is the part where for what I need to talk about, which is the Hamlet.

The Hamlet idea is so cool, I will admit it, but for how the story is progressing or my thought process of it, it creates plot holes. Not small ones, but GAINT plot holes.

I noticed this back when I was writing out the Magnifico Angst, which was why I put a hold on it to think about it. This was also when I was also concidering the duration of time taking place in my AU (which I am still having trouble with). I think past me did a pretty good job of explaining the way I felt about the Hamlet overall in my AU (this is from my 20+ drafts help):

It boils down to my dilemma with Asha's character right now. It's when she meets Maggy and Amaya and going off topic to talk about Asha too, is how she can become a better person after learning everything she knew is a lie.

Plus noticing some other plot holes like "how does maggy know dark magic kills stars?" Cause if he knows that dark magic kills stars, that would mean he had done it before so it is like 🤨

And it is very important to when Amaya takes in Asha. If Asha was one of the citizens that was there when the kingdom was destroyed, that is just...tragic overall and breaks some things 😭

I'll explain. If Asha saw everything that happened to Mag or basically was there to witness said event, she would have seen her parents basically evaporate into thin air as they shielded her. It makes some good trauma, and it does justify her reasons for not liking stars, I just don't like how it would play out in the story personally. It's good, but wouldn't it ruin the relationship between Star and Asha? PLUS, why would she wish on a star for things to change...oh wait that would make for a really good villain au fuck-

ANYWAYS, if it isn't...well then why was the hamlet there? I mean I could say that after decades of the kingdom going to shit, the citizens fled to the forest to hide in, but that brings up: why did Mag and Amaya destroy it in the first place? I entirely know why Amaya took in Asha, (it breaks me everytime help) but the whole hamlet thing in my au just kinda breaks. It also begs the question: why didn't they do anything to change what is going on in the kingdom, how did maggy and Amaya find out about it? And if they murdered some people, why not Asha (even though i know why Amaya took her in, doesnt it sound hypocritical? Like why spare her? Maybe they spared the children...idk) And going back to why Mag and Amaya destroyed the hamlet, if they did, it would be because they dont want any heretics, or a revolt. But if it is a revolt, it slids into why didnt they do anything to change...UNTIL THAT TIME IT TAKES PLACE?? And just the overall why of it all. And how it impacts Asha overall. I mean sure, she might remember some parts of her early childhood being in the hamlet, but she was six. She might not even remember all of it. So wouldn't ruin the pacing? Plus her character doesnt really resolve around the hamlet much if I'll be honest. I mean yeah, that can change ofc, and if it ends up her having to remember stuff from there, would it be significant to the overall plot??? For her character? (Idk her age, but) if she ends up being 18 in my au (its going from 18-19 rn lol), she has basically been living at the castle for 12 years 💀. Why would she want to remember things she wouldn't want to remember?? I guess maybe for wanting to learn the truth 💀💀

Lots of why's lmao.

Which is why I have to remove it. For pacing reasons, character reasons, and story reasons.

Agatha took Asha in for reasons. Not stating it here since I would like to make a animatic for that...but...man... :(

Kinda hurts for Agatha and Magnus since they KNOW HER PARENTS.

Massive womp womp

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CONCLUDING THOUGHTS

Yikes sorry for making you read through that, I also felt like I was on the brink of insanity just talking about her.

But yeah what do you guys think about Agatha? Personally, she is my pookie wookie

Im finally going to draw her more since honestly I dont draw Amaya a lot, but with Agatha

hell yeah

@oh-shtars @rascalentertainments @spectator-zee @annymation @tumblingdownthefoxden @chillwildwave

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I absolutely love the idea of each peak having an assigned type, and you are so real for saying SJ is possessive over his pokemon

I wish I could show you proof, but in my drafts I also gave garchomp for Liu Qingge lmao, I think it’s funny both SJ e LQG have pokemon that immediately come to mind when thinking about them

I still didn’t choose LQG’s whole team,but I had blaziken, garchomp and urshifu already in mind when planning him. I am not sure yet if urshifu is water or dark type, but for now I believe would prefer Single Strike style instead of Rapid Strike style, my opinion can be changed though

I also think he would be the type to have rare pokemon, legendary and mythical included, but I see him valuing strength more than rarity, so he wouldn’t actively hunt for a shiny like SJ, since he has no need to prove his competence

But I think it could happen in two forms, 1. he gets rare pokemon through his status as a noble, being gifted from other nobles that wish for his favor or his family, 2. he hunts for them

This may be cliche, but I think Liu Mingyan would own a milotic, the most beautiful pokemon to the most beautiful girl, but someone gifted them to her instead of herself capturing, like a courting gift you know, instead of writing poems for your intended you gift them a pokemon with breathtaking beauty and say they reminded them of you or something like that, and while I think she would deny the confession, she would keep milotic to herself

I don’t remember if this is canon or not, but I think I read somewhere in-game that only the higher class can own a milotic? I think it was a npc because I can’t find an entry to confirm this

Forgot about Mu Qingfang lmao, I really don’t know which starter he would pick, but I actually have most of his team complete

Audino, for their caring nature and healing capabilities; Hatterene, who has the ability to read minds and emotions, create illusions, and can telepathically talk to patients who have any disabilities/difficulty to communicate; Oranguru, that has so much knowledge about medical plants; Tropius (not sure yet) can grow their favorite fruits on their neck, I think it would be really smart if MQF just fed them medicinal fruits; Shuckle (I know it’s a weird choice, but hear me out) can store medicinal formulas/plants/berries/fruits to make a substance

Not sure about the last slot, I think tropius and shuckle still could be exchanged for one of this options, there is the obvious chansey, there is indeedee (both male and female take diligent care of people and their pokemon), but I also think a gardevoir could be useful, with ability to protect their trainer and predict the future, it would be super easy if gardevoir just told MQF where he would find someone injured, the whole LQG dying thing could be prevented

This is all so good anon omg. I think garchomp works with LQG bc so many of us were scarred by Cynthia‘s Garchomp and LQG —-> undefeated war God ——> fuck u strong dragon that I just couldn’t get past or it took out so many members of the team that I couldn’t last.

He would 100% only have mons that are strong and not really care about getting rare ones. I can see that is something they fight about, LQG really believing that SJ is some spoiled lording because of all the rare mons he has (not realizing how hard SJ had to work to get them ofc)

Urshifu Dark really scratches my brain good for LQG too, I think water is too chill for how uptight LGQ is lol. Mingyan would 💯have a Milotic it matches her so good. Plus I gave her a sylveon and pink + pink works rlly good.

MQF WITH PSYCHIC TYPES YES!!!!!audino ofc makes sense but I love the idea of hatterene being able to help him with disabled patients it’s so awesome . Tropius and Oranguru are good picks too. Shuckle is so funny but also a good pick bc his defenses are so high he could also be used as a bunker for smaller patients in the event of some kind of breach of the peak .the only Mon I had picked out for MQF was Lunala bc of lunar blessing —-> healing plus psychic so it could assist him in surgeries and stuff with telepathy. Also Lunala has good bulk. Idk I just feel like MQF would have a stall team, feels right.

[gentlemanviolet]

Hey babygirls, miss me? Huh I know..

lastnight it happened again, I saved the draft before and it's only a few words but when I finished the whole thing and then clicked "save" and posted but just to find out I only posted with a few words, so i deleted and now here I am, writing the whole thing again!

Storytime until I actually got there! Pt 5

First of all, my eng sucks cuz it's my second language

and second of all, no one is dumb or gonna confused but I wanna explain yall that I haven't fully shifted yet (i think i minishifted before but nvm) but I'm posting storytimes for fun but especially to motivate myself that's why it's "Storytime until I actually got there"

And third, there's a truama(idk if it's called trauma) i got from c.ai and chai, those robots always forgot things I've already said before and they always forgot the plots, so I started seeing real people to robots, I always worry and afraid if they forgot things I've told them before, so without knowing, I started saying things again that i've said before, so please forgive me if I repeat things i've already said in other posts

Babygirl, the storytime is here ⬇

So it was in Seoul(Korea) 2011, May 13, Saturday,(the same year but one month after the bathroom incident happened to me at Kasatela)

It was when a kpop idol(idk who and idc cuz it's a boy) rented a whole indoor water park to throw a party, the party was in the afternoon, it's from 10:00 AM to the evening, ofc idols, singers(soloists), some actresses, and some actors gonna come, in my reality, humans can't die and we age like vampires so 100 years old or 200 years old are still really young but there were only people in their 20s and 30s

As usual, we both got invited but the night before that, me and Ji hyo(Song Ji hyo, my bestie) stayed late because we were watching movies at my place (we live in the same condo building but she lives next door), and SHE mistaken the DATE of the PARTY and we were sleeping in peace, until Daesung(from BIGBANG) called my damn phone cuz we're not showing up to the party, me:"Hello?" in korean ofc (from now on, i'm not gonna say "in korean" everytime)

I was so sleepy so my voice was freaking sleepy and he was so suprised by how we forgot about the party, Daesung:"Nonna? Don't tell me that you're still sleeping" me:"I'm gonna hold your hands when I say this", Daesung:"Nonna......*a huge ass sigh* is Ji hyo noona besides you?"(korean men puts "Noona" word after a name of a woman who's older than them, that's why it's "Ji hyo noona"), me:"yes, she's sleeping besides me", Daesung:"Woke her up too", me:"no, let us sleep in peace, it's literally Saturday, we've worked the whole week so let us get rest and let us sleep in peace, you little piece of shit", Daesung:"so you both actually decided to not go to the party?"

Me:"we will, tomorrow, are you freaking nuts? The party is tomorrow", Daesung:"Then YOU tell me why I'm at that party rn and everyone is here rn?", Me:"tf? Did he changed the date or smth?" Daesung:"Noona, it's not the right time to joke", me:"bitch i'm serious, they said it's Sunday now it's Saturday which means today?", Daesung:"WHAT!?!??? NOONA, WHO TOLD YOU ITS ON SUNDAY?"

me:"Song Ji hyo.....*realized, turned to her and start yelling at her* BITCH WTF???? ARE YOU BEING FUCKING SERIOUS RN???", Ji hyo:"Oh really?? i thought they said it was on Sunday, sorry my bad", Daesung:"Okayy noona's, now get up, shower, wash your face, dress up, and just come straight to the party, I'm waiting yall, don't worry the breakfast is on me", me:"okie my little brother<3" Daesung:"Ok ok, byeee", me and Ji hyo:"BYEE"

Yes, this is our silly conversion, we get up, shower blah blah, choose the best outfits for each other, and then we went straight to the party with Ji hyo's car but I drived (it's already 11:15 AM when we get there). When we get there, our poor baby was waiting us outside, he said "Gorgeous!!!" when we saw us but we said "We're hungry" in unison when we saw him, of course he bought breakfast for us(even tho we're richer than him, but we love free food from our juniors<3)

Oh yeah, the indoor water park was HUGE, there was music playing in the background at the party,some people were riding the water slides, some were just standing and talking, but when we entered, everyone laid their eyes on us, and then Tiffany(from SNSD) came up to us and said "Unnies, why are you so late???? We were waiting for you", we explained her, and talking with her for a few minutes

Guess what? Like always, a random boy came up and starts yapping to me, and those two beaches were giggling and left me alone with him, I don't want to be rude so I have no choice but to talk with him, but LUCKLY, Jonghyun(from SHINee) and Nichkhun(from 2PM) noticed and came up to us, Jonghyun starts talking to him to distract him, Nichkhun take me somewhere safe and saved me from him (my children are the best, btw most of them are only 5 years younger than me in my reality), and two of us ride the water slides

And then my girlies popped up, my bestie, Tiffany(SNSD), Jessica(from SNSD), Yoona(SNSD), Yuri(SNSD), CL(2ne1), Minzy(2ne1), Eunjung(T-ara), Sohee(Wonder girls), Suzy (Miss A), Goo Hara(KARA) (yes i only know a few 2nd gen idols(this is not all but) and groups cuz my cr version is still 13 so, and I only know them when i start watching Running Man), and we all having fun riding the water slides, and a few seconds later, Nichkhun princess carried me and guess what happened next?

Omg this one is so freaking romantic🙈, but i'm gonna tell y'all.., he threw me down the fucking water slide<3, such a romantic moment!!, I actually thought I'm about to die and felt like i was dying while sliding down the water slide, romantic, right???

I got up as I got to the catch pool and start search for him to smack him, after a minute, I saw his back from far and i was so happy of the thought about smacking him hard in the back of his head, so I went closer and I stealthily go to him and smacked him in the back of his head and used half of my strength on it, I think it was so painful, he turned his head to me

But turns out, it's not HIM, it's another guy😭, I was so shocked, embarrassed, and felt so bad and guilty, I bowed down 90° and apologized him "IM SO SORRY I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMEONE"in korean(just reminding again), believe me, he looks cute and hot, he looked amazed and happy (he knows who I am, how wouldn't he cuz i'm well known as the most beautiful woman on earth and the most famous person so..yeah, but I don't know who he is), but WHY DOESNT HE LOOKED MAD??!! Like.... I LITERALLY SMACKED HIM HARD WITHOUT A REASON, he even smiled slightly, I apologized and ran away as far as I could

But little did I know, my ex s/o(I call him my ex s/o cuz i scripted that people in my dr are extra hot except people that hates me and people that i hate, so I just wanna fall in love randomly with someone random when I actually got there, but still, it could be him, but he actually has a crush on me), Nichkhun, Daesung, Jonghyun, most of the boys, and most of the girls, MOST OF MY CHILDREN SAW THE WHOLE THING, WHEN I GO TO THEM, THEY ALL WERE LAUGHING, GIGGLING, AND TEASING ME, but GD my ex s/o doesn't look really happy and just smiled a bit, idk why and idc(i'm just acting like idgaf, but i actually do give a fuck, I still like him, pls guys, should I keep him as my s/o again?),

I think it bcuz he's jealous of how that cute hot guy isn't mad or get annoyed but just smiled at me. OF COURSE I SWEARED AND SMACKED THAT MF NICHKHUN FOR ATTEMPTING TO KILL ME BY THREW ME DOWN THE WATER SLIDE AND PLUS THAT WATER SLIDE WAS FAST AND WILD ASF, I told my bestie abt the cute hot guy situation and she just burst out laughing, and after a few minutes, me, my bestie, and the boys and the girls ride the raft slide, my ex s/o joined

I don't want him to cuz like every other shifters, I want to avoid my own s/o, but he joined anyways and he sat facing me on the raft slide, I tried not to eye contact with him but he's literally INFRONT of me, but luckly i survied, that day me and my bestie left the party at around 5 PM

We both are so tired but we still watch some movies at her place (she lives next door, we live in the same condo building)and I just slept there

I had so much fun, I love the girls, not the boys cuz they're so annoying🙄, Just kidding! I love all my children<3

[reticent-writer]

Ok, nevermind~ 😚

I know it's long and now I realized I basically wrote it myself (but meh-y), so hey, how would you write it? Would you add something, dismiss something, it's up to you. 💕💕

You don't have to write it ofc. 😘

May I please request something with Gojo Satoru from JJK where reader (male) wears a mask (he's mute) and looks like he never actually smiles or laugh so Gojo takes it upon himself to make it happen.

He tried everything and anything but nothing worked.

One day they meet outside, Gojo tries to come up with something new and in flustration lifts his black eye mask (idk what is it called 🤜😋) and scratches his eye.

That makes reader react a bit, and Gojo notices. He asks what's wrong and reader blinks quickly a few times.

Gojo realizes reader never saw his eyes and takes off his mask.

And reader smiles, or more like his eyes are smiling. He realizes Gojo can't see him smile so he takes his own mask off.

They both stand in silence, smiling at each other like lovestruck idiots which goes to them start laughing.

When they calm down, Gojo tells reader he has a beautiful smile and shouldn't hide it. And reader signs the same thing.

Now when you see them together, they are always facing each other and are laughing, and not hiding anything. Not anymore.

Thank you so much~ 💕

This sat in my drafts for a while and i'm so sorry for that but I wanted to write a short story, it didn't get far so i thought i could add a bit to it, like headcannons. I hope thats okay and once again i'm so sorry.

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Black cat + golden retriever (reminds me of geto and gojo😭)

After the two of you got together Gojo taught himself to be fluent in sign language to surprise you

it did

from then on if the two of you were around anyone he would only have a conversation with you in sign language

Everyone knows the basics of sign language that's to Gojo going on a tangent about inclusion and how even if you can hear your 'spoken language' is sign, it's good to know at least the basics,

Gojo is the only one who sees your whole face and brags about to anyone who would listen

He also buys you masks that he thinks you like

When Megumi was in elementary school he begged you to pick him up instead of Gojo

he was sulking for a week

The two of you rarely ever fought and if you did you would make up before bed

Gojo makes you feel comfortable in any and every situation

The two of you age like a fine wine together but he can be a bit clingy

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[s0ulsice]

hello!! i'm a huge fan of your Virago series, and I was just curious to see if you had plans on writing for the whole movie. I only ask because a lot of me REALLY wants to see y/n beat the shit out of Aounung and Co. on Awa'atlu, lol

hi beautiful!!!

So to answer your question, yes, I have ABSOLUTELY planned for a whole movie rewrite.

The funny thing is, Virago was originally supposed to take place in ATWOW. In fact, I already had like 4 drafts with the reappearance of Quaritch, how Y/n became an honorary sully, and ofc the history with neteyam.

For blueprints, I really wanted to write a romance forming with them on Awat’alu, rather than an already formed relationship like the one we see in virago.

Why I switched up??

If im being completely and unequivocally honest, i like avatar 1 more than avatar 2.

HEAR ME OUTTT.

I love the new characters, and the idea of change and adaptation to new environment under the threat of war was so interesting, especially to see how juvenile characters with both traits passed on by neytiri and Jake adapt to change itself.

The simple answer? The setting.

I love the idea of a romantic relationship forming back after years of war torn angst and traumatic experiences. In a way, I wanted to give back to my vers of Neteyam what was taken from his original character. That sense of belonging and confidence within his home, his people, and explore the ideas of tribalism and community that we are able to see so clearly within the omaticaya clan. Versus with tha metkayina, where the sully’s are treated like outsiders and forced to be outside the circle. (Get the reference??)

So, in the end, virago was set in the omaticaya forest with the alternative storyline that allowed the Sully’s to stay and fight for their home, and live and love despite being under the threat of war.

So short answer?? Yes. I definitely plan on writing a second version (a shorter one) of virago that consists of events following the atwow film.

It would probably be a series of oneshots rather than a step by step laid out story, simply because I wouldn’t want to re-write atwow in its entirety.

It’s probably coming sometime this summer, along with a Jake sully x Neytiri!Reader.

(Ps! Be on the lookout for the next chapters of Virago! I’m swamped with Exams right now but I’ll discuss that in a following post.)

[alltimecharlo]

i’m (trying to, sos) write a willmack fic atm and i just want your opinion on it because you’re, like. the willmack writer god on here 😭🙏

it’s an au, so. ye. i’m just gonna get into it lmao

mack gets hurt in BU before getting drafted to SJ, so it’s like, maybe halfway through the college season. it isn’t just an injury, though, and it leaves him unable to play hockey for forever. career ending. yay!

SJ had their eyes on him though since like. everyone knew he was going to be the no. 1 draft pick and they’re like “oh noooo celly’s hurt… we still want him in any way shape or form!!!!” and then they offer him a position as one of the coaches for SJ.

development coach btw, because i can already see how it makes sense. helping new players transition to the team (will helloooo???) and doing one on one training??? so much potential in my eyes!!

it sounds a little bland and short, i feel, but i’m trying to write something like a novel in verse, and i dont know if that’s going to make it a little longer, but. im just gonna wing it honestly

anyways sorry for a lil yap but i fr want someones opinion on this :,D

thabk you!!!

oh my god hi!!! first of all i’m so honoured you want my opinion, that’s actually so, so sweet ?? and THANK YOU 🥹🩵 i’m really so glad you like my fics!! (long reply under the cut because i am apparantly incapable of being brief)

okay now onto your idea because HELLO this sounds so fun!! like genuinely something i would read in a heartbeat. the coach/player dynamic is just… mwahh chef’s kiss. 🤌 so much potential for tension and softness and pining and everything delicious.

i also love that you’re doing it as a novel in verse — that’s so cool and unique?? i don’t think it sounds bland or short at all. honestly, that format could make it hit even harder emotionally?? like short, punchy lines that carry all this tension and unsaid stuff between them?? yes yes YES.

also let me let you in on a secret: even when i try to plan my fics, half the time something comes out of nowhere and suddenly i’m winging a whole subplot i never intended. it’s chaotic, but in the best way. some of my favourite scenes came from just following a vibe and figuring it out later — so wing away!! it’s a fun way to write and can lead to so much unexpected creativity.

now onto some random thoughts i had reading your idea (i’m already daydreaming oops):

the coach/player setup gives you SUCH gold for scenes. like. imagine mack correcting will’s form on the ice or in the gym — hand on his back, moving his elbow a little — and from will’s POV he’s just ✨ combusting ✨. or from mack’s POV where he’s trying to be professional and detached and absolutely failing.

are you imagining a slow build? like coach/player to friends to lovers? or more of an “oh no we’ve got tension and we’re pretending we don’t” thing that explodes one day? (because both are amazing. i’m nosy...)

i’m also obsessed with the potential of will being all eager and golden retriever-ish and just so into getting to know mack. like “hey wanna get coffee?” completely earnestly and mack’s like 😳?? because he’s already halfway gone and trying so hard not to be.

BU/BC chirping will feature ofc. the fake bitterness. the "you only chirp someone this much when you're in love with them" energy.

and ooooh the forbiddenness (lightly! fun!) of coach/player is such a good angle. like maybe mack is the one who’s more hesitant because he knows what kind of power imbalance it could be, and he doesn’t want to risk will’s career or his own job, and he doesn’t want to play favourites — even though he obviously already is lol.

there’s also such a rich emotional vein to tap into with mack’s injury — like the grief of losing the career he was supposed to have, being on the other side of the glass now, helping this team that he was meant to play for. especially if they go far. you could explore how he tries to bottle it up and stay professional but it seeps through, and of course will’s the one he ends up unloading all that pain onto 🥲

honestly there is SO much to explore here and you’ve got a really strong foundation already. you’re cooking actually. pls keep going!!! and if you ever want to bounce ideas off someone or scream about the process, i’m here for all of it 🩵

[baby-xemnas]

🐯🐻‍❄️ big big love (sort of a draft i want to make into a comic but itll take so long im scared)

pre rship lawbepo - the thought that the boys could suggest law gets into a relationship - ofc while joking that theyd be sad to share captains time with a woman, but it cant be helped! - bepo overhearing and getting upset....ofc law dismisses it, but it still hurts

does captain need a romantic relationship? would it make him happier, does he feel incomplete? its awfully selfish to not want it to happen then ..but where does that leave HIM - bepo chan spiraling into those thoughts... he knew that maybe one day his friendship wont be enough but he couldn't prepare for such a day to come

it would be cute if he didn't even consider himself as a viable sexual partner. they are different races, captain is not gay etc...maybe he rubbed off to a thought of what it would be like to be a cute girl being fucked by law 😳 oh bepo...his thought going there because of logic - okay im a human, and captain is a man, so he would be into a human female, what would that be like? and getting SO embarrassed so quickly because while he knows little about human romance he does know how things work (and how women act around their love interests in literature) so projecting onto that making his head explode. bepo doesnt have time to analyze how he feels he just panics, overwhelmed by the idea and after surprise subsides getting real upset that he is not in fact a human woman...

little did he know that not only its possible but law wants him BADLY. bepo darling he thinks about bending you over and spreading those furry cheeks So Much that if you'd know you would die of embarrassment.

physically it makes no sense cuz hes so big but i love light weight bepo - maybe its the lack of exposure cuz he drinks rarely. but imagine him confessing awkwardly like "haha if i was a human girl i could date captain and never let any other girls near him! 😖" much to 😦😦😦 from the other 3

penshachi: gtg bye (theyll later come back to not find neither law nor bepo cuz theyve gotten back to polar tang to make out in laws cabin. under the guise of "bepo you drank too much we have to go" and when law grabs his hand bepo cant do anything

law is so excited he can barely think straight cuz he only said he doesn't care much for women or human women, trying not to foam at the mouth at the chance with bepo that fell into his lap.

But its an uphill battle how to delicately explain to Bepo that not only Law wants him as he is (male and mink and all) he is the ONLY person he wants. imagine the pressure and fear that he simply misunderstood bepo.

imagine their walk back to the ship from the bar - bepo still tipsy but sobering up from fear because atmosphere got real weird once he said what he said ...and the boys left so they cant even get captain distracted. its just him.

bepo walks behind silent law and anxiety keeps bubbling up to the point bepo starts tearing up because hes not sober so emotions are extra hard to contain and he is so afraid that he ruined everything and what he said will break their relationship now that law knows how he feels. he made it weird and now law hates him 😭

law turning around after he hears bepo sniffle and ofc he puts two and two together

-bepo im not mad or grossed out

-whuh?? 🥺😭

-you dont need to be a girl to keep women away from me you know

-huh??? (at that point bepo is so drowned in worry he forgot what he said)

-you....[sigh] bepo calm down

-sorry...

-if you were a girl you would be my lover?

-dont say it like that captain im sorry its stupid i shouldn't have said it!! 😭😭

-but cant you do it now?

-do what?

-be that

-what, a girl??

-(law closing his eyes in frustration not wanting to call bepo stupid even tho he's being VERY stupid right now) my lover, bepo, it would make me happy if you were my lover now, as you are, you dont need to be a human woman for that

[cue bepo's whole would breaking to the point he almost faints]