#should’ve made it look as bad as it did smh

[serialbxwl]

some early bill and ted doodles i did so i could get used to drawing them 🫶

[slytherinshua]

CHERRY BOWS

genre. fluff. cheol as a dad. warnings. toddler/parent stuff. cheol gets jelly. pairing. husband!scoups x wife!reader. wc. 1k. request. request by @blue-jisungs: you asked for soft hours n i shall give!! it’s been in my mind for a hot while actually but i’m too busy rn to do it myself… and you’re the perfect person bc U MADE ME THINK IF TJAT 🫵🫵 jealous dad seungcheol :( ofc he loves u n ur kid but give him some attention too smh >:T and requested by anon: i love your svt as dads!! they’re all so cute and i’d like to request one for cheol! a/n. i love love love dad cheol omg :( my second dad fic for him hehe <3 hes so girl dad coded and SOOOOO ADORABLE SKDJKS I LOVE HIM!!!!

“You ate without me…?” Cheol’s sleepy mumble was the first thing you heard from him. He had tiredly trudged downstairs when he had woken up and you weren’t next to him in the bed. It was already a bad start to the day when that happened, and he was frowning and pouting and generally sulking about it by the time he found you.

He wrapped his arms around you from the back, trapping you in the middle of the living room so you couldn’t continue without giving him the attention he needed. You smiled at his clinginess and deep raspy morning voice, but scoffed at how baby-like he was in the morning. Sometimes he acted even more like a child than your actual child. 

Eunha was your now 2 year old daughter. She was adored by everyone and constantly doted on. She could be a handful at times, but only because she had started to take after your bossiness and knew exactly how to appeal to Seungcheol. If she ever wanted something, all she had to do was look at them with those big boba eyes that she got from him, and he’d be folding.

He loved her more than anything. Probably even more than you, but you were okay with it. It warmed your heart how much he cared for his daughter. He’d die for her in a heartbeat without a second of hesitation. You were learning more and more every day the love a father could hold for his children. You had expected this attitude when you married him, of course. Because you knew him and you knew how caring he was. He was so filled with love for people and the world, and you were so lucky to have him.

Starting a family had always been a dream for both of you, and Eunha’s birth had been your biggest blessing. It was challenging to take care of a toddler, but you and Cheol always did your best.

Eunha was happily playing with her toy dolls after eating breakfast— the entire living room spread with her mess. It was always a constant of cleaning her toys in the evening just for her to make a new mess the next day, but you didn’t mind. It was worth it to see her so happy, and though it could be stressful to have a messy space sometimes, her happy giggles made up for it.

“Were you playing dolls with her without me as well?” Cheol asked, the pout he was wearing somehow finding its way into his tone. You giggled and he squeezed you tighter out of jealousy. He didn’t want to admit that he missed your attention being only on him, but it was true. 

You were getting up earlier to feed Eunha and play with her in the morning. The sleepy morning cuddles that Cheol looked forward to every time he fell asleep next to you were becoming rarer and rarer and he felt bitter about the change. It just wasn’t the same with Eunha. It wasn’t worse, it was definitely better in most aspects, but the free time that he had enjoyed before was being sucked away by the little child.

“She wanted me to be the doctor.” You told him, explaining the dynamics of Eunha’s favourite game. She would be the mother to her little baby doll, and either Cheol or you would usually be the doctor.

“The bed was so cold without you…” He murmured, pushing his cheek against your neck. His skin was warm against yours and you leaned into him more, savouring the feeling.

“I’m sorry. You know that Eunha likes to get up early…” You whispered.

“She should’ve woken me up instead of you. Aren’t you tired?” 

“A bit. Eating breakfast with her was nice, though. She insisted on having strawberries with her yogurt since she had seen me eat it like that once.” You smiled. Seungcheol pouted.

“I thought I was her favourite…” He was mostly joking, of course, but slightly hurt. He had always been susceptible to jealousy. Maybe he was a little too greedy— he loved watching you and Eunha spend time together, but he also hated being left out.

Your little moment of warm embrace was interrupted after 2 minutes, a giggly Eunha running up and clinging to her father’s leg. She babbled something about her doll and wanting to get ice cream later today, which you were sure Seungcheol would indulge her in. He spoiled her too much.

You were happy to see your husband’s pout lift up into the sweetest of grins. He picked up Eunha, holding her so that she was resting on his hip. He kept one arm around you; almost if you would run away and leave him if he didn’t. Which was probably partially true since you hadn’t cleaned up from breakfast yet.

“Give daddy a kiss?” Cheol asked Eunha, giggles ensuing amongst both of them. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek cutely and you smiled. Now that Seungcheol was awake as well, the two would be inseparable for the rest of the day— especially since Cheol didn’t have any work to get to.

The morning happily proceeded with a small second breakfast and playtime. Now that your husband was being included in every activity, he was all smiles and giggles. He liked being the centre of attention; you had discovered that fact throughout the years. He was the happiest man in the world when he knew he was making his daughter happy.

Her happiness always came first, even when it relied on Seungcheol’s hair being tied up in pigtails with little cherry-coloured bows because Eunha wanted to play hairdresser. You were almost envious of how cute he looked in them. It was impossible not to love everything that Cheol did.

Along with the bows came matching sweaters with a cherry pattern for father and daughter. One look at the two and you could easily declare them the two cutest human beings in the entire world.

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[deerixiie]

reacting to their s/o getting catcalled headcanons

synopsis: headcanons where the boys react to you getting catcalled (getting hit on in a sexually suggestive way, usually in the form of a compliment) warnings: harassment  pairings: kenma x fem!reader, sakusa x fem!reader, asahi x fem!reader, oikawa x fem!reader a/n: i know you’ve probaby seen many headcanons involving an s/o getting harrassed, but i wanted to do one with the boys who don’t typically get written in these type of situations. (this was originally going to be with kenma, tsukki, ushijima, and akaashi but I already made headcanons with tsukki, akaashi and ushi before so I decided to go with these four.)

KENMA

you and kenma were coming home on the train pretty late at night (you both were at the arcade and ended up staying longer than you expected smh)

the train was basically empty except for some people, and those people seemed to be minding their own business

until one sleazy looking guy stumbled onto the train and sat right across from you 

you were just watching kenma play on his switch, but you felt someone’s gaze on you

this man was just staring at you in a nOt SaFe fOr WoRk way and he was not subtle about it at all

you were visibly uncomfortable... and then the man spoke up

“Hey pretty girl, looking good. Can you give me a smile?”

the way kenma’s head darts up-

you CANNOT tell me that kenma doesn’t have a really intimidating stare. (i mean if looks could kill you bet kuroo and lev would be dead)

kenma just straight up glares at the man with that really intimidating glare, and that was enough. he didn’t have to say anything.

the man puts his hands up in mock surrender. “What, i was just complimenting her.”

“your compliments aren’t appreciated.” kenma’s tone was sharp and blunt. 

he grabs your hand and walks over to another spot on the train. The man doesn’t follow.

kenma was on edge for the rest of the train ride. he hates confrontation but he doesn’t want you to be sexualized like that, so he’s very jumpy.

you had to calm him with a quick peck to the cheek. “I’m alright, baby. Thank you for helping me back there.”

SAKUSA

sakusa had gone to the store for some cleaning supplies (and groceries but mainly cleaning supplies) and you tagged along with him

you and sakusa were searching the shelves for the right brand of disinfectant wipes (all the other brands are bad, according to sakusa)

you turned around to search the shelf behind you to see a group of teenage boys grouped around, staring at you with lazy and creepy smiles

then one spoke up. “Let’s see what’s under that mask, hm beautiful?”

many red flags went off in sakusa’s mind. One, you were being catcalled, two they were telling you to take off your mask, three, the boys looked like they hadn’t showered in four weeks.

sakusa looked them up and over in distaste, his nose wrinkled. “People like you are disgusting,” he scoffs. “Let’s go, baby. Nothing in this isle seems clean anymore with them here.”

there’s something about sakusa’s tone of voice that is downright intimidating

he was looking at the boys like they were the legit scum of the earth, and that’s kind of scary in it’s own right

the boys kinda just stared in shock ngl

you, on the other hand, were happy to comply, shooting them a poisonous glare before running to catch up with your boyfriend

"are we really going to a different store?” you asked sakusa after you caught up with him “cause i swore i found that brand-”

“no, we’re definitely leaving. i’m disgusted they even said that.”

ASAHI

apparently, asahi’s outside appearance makes him appear scary, so you’d think no one would have the guts to approach you

correction, no sober person would have the guts to approach you

you were at the beach boardwalk with asahi. it was warm out, so you were wearing this cute, casual sundress (asahi designed it for you aww)

the dress wasn’t even that short, but nevertheless there was an obviously drunk man staring right at your butt. “That’s a pretty dress,” he drawled. “Your legs look nice under them.”

you turned around and quickly tugged your dress down self-consciously, frowning at him

asahi glanced over and his brain went into overload mode

y/n is being catcalled!! What do i do!!

asahi doesn’t want to come off as mean so he just kind of says “h-ha, thanks, i designed the dress for her,” while bringing you close and bOOKING IT OUT OF THERE

after you were far away from the guy asahi turned to you, his eyes big with concern. “Are you okay? Should we go home?”

he’d be worried that he should’ve done more to tell the man off

you just shook your head and placed a soft kiss on his nose. “i’m fine, especially because of you!”

congratulations! you have just turned asahi into a blushing mess!

OIKAWA

you and oikawa were at the mall and he slipped away to go to the bathroom 

you were just leaning against the wall, checking your phone, when out of the corner of your eye you see a man walk out of the bathroom

you thought it was oikawa so you looked up. “took you long-,” you stopped, realizing the college-aged boy that you were talking to was definitely not your boyfriend (oikawa’s breath did not smell like beer, for one)

the boy looks you over, his eyes lingering on your boobs. “ooh, looking good, honey! can you give us a little twirl?” 

“please leave me alone,” you said, looking back at your phone

“aww, don’t act that way! i was just-”

“i would really appreciate it if you left my girlfriend alone.”

oikawa had a smile on his face, but by the hard glint in his eye and the darker tone in his voice you knew he wasn’t joking

oikawa walks shoves past the man and grabs your hand. “are you okay, princess?”

he’s cooing over you while shooting poisonous glares in the boy’s direction

the boy is literally shook

he wants to say something to be cool but oikawa looks like he’ll break his face if he breathes in your direction again, so he just scoffs and stalks off

you can bet oikawa never leaves your side for the rest of the day. you tease him about it when you’re in the checkout line. “tooru, you are literally glued to my side.”

oikawa blushes just a teeny bit before leaning over. “i’m not letting anyone treat you like that,” he murmurs before placing a soft kiss on your forehead

[levworship]

Okay but I just read what the other anon requested and that was so good?? I didn’t think I had a thing for receiving oral but wtf 😭🤚could I maybe request smth if you got time?? Could it be a reunion between volleyball teams from miyagi and tokyo? So nekoma, fukorodani, seijoh, Johzenji (terushima’s tongue piercing PLS), karasuno, itachiyama You were the old manager of nekoma and was friends with literally everyone, during the talk kuroo somehow mentioned that in the nekoma reunion like 2 years ago it somehow ended with the main guys all taking turns eating you out and that pisses off the rest of the guys because that was their fantasy?? This ends up with you (with consent ofc) being sat down on kuroo’s lap as the guys also take turns eating you out (inspired by the other anon because 😩) I understand if you obviously can’t mention everyone, but pls mention terurshima, sakusa (who would only let you make a mess on his face) and bokuto if you could <3 ALSO the idea of two people eating you out at the same time, maybe bokuto and terushima?? IM NASTY OKAY BUT PLS DO THAT

Ty in advanceeee

i’m usually pretty fast but this took me a whole two days to write smh i’m sorry anon. hope you enjoy tho <3 i wanted it to be a lil longer but i’m so tired and i rlly wanted to get this out for you.

cw: group sex (like.. big group), hella sub reader, also fem reader, anal lol, oral (fem reviving), kuroo is the ringleader, humiliation ig, reader kinda into it doe, dirty talk, degrading + praise, squirting, overstimulation

summary: basically everyone wants to eat out/fuck y/n. explicitly written in here is kuroo, oikawa, sakusa, bokuto, and terushima. the rest is implied.

word count: about 1.9k

your face was buried into kenma’s stiff shoulder, your whole body feeling hot as your group of friends continued to talk about you as if you weren’t even there. but clearly they hadn’t forgotten about you too much considering the way their eyes burned holes into you from all around so indiscreetly that you couldn’t even sit your ass still.

you weren’t quite sure how the previous conversation had shifted so suddenly, but kuroo seemed more than happy with the subject change as his signature asshole smirk never left his features. “- yeah, ‘bout two years ago i’d say. she was a good fuck too. poor thing was so eager to make us feel good that she passed out.” kuroo continued to drag his story as if to intentionally provoke the others, and the staring at you only got worse. your nerves were shot.

you looked and felt like a precious bunny being stared down by a bunch of wolves. and honestly? it was hot as fuck.

which is why you didn’t bother to argue when you were practically dragged into the locker room of the old gym, daichi hurriedly locking the door behind all of you. you couldn’t help but feel bad for just a second. ‘didnt some of these guys have girlfriends? couldve sworn i saw terushima enter with some girl.’ but how could you possibly focus on that when your clothes were being literally ripped off of you and disregarded to who knows where?

your legs felt weak, both out of shock and nervousness from being handled so roughly. “bring her here, bo. sit her down on my lap.” bokuto (for perhaps the first time in his life) was silent as he dragged you over to the other ex-captain, setting you down in his lap on his spot on the bench just as he’d requested. kuroo snickered and raised a hand to cup your cheeks, squeezing them together like you were a little baby before releasing.

“ease up, will ya? so damn tense i can feel it from here. you know we’ll take good care of you.” he spoke so lowly and reassuringly that you couldn’t help but to nod like a fool as he turned you around in his lap to fit the others. he tapped your thigh once, twice, and you quickly picked up on the hint and opened your legs for their viewing pleasure. you tried to put your face down as you were smothered in shame from just how quickly you got wet from their rough handling, but kuroo gripped onto your face once again and forced you to look up.

“look up, baby. so many big strong men dying to make you cum so fucking hard. be a little more thankful, yeah? say it.” “thank you.” he shook his head with a small laugh before releasing your face, but not before lightly tapping your face twice with soft slaps. still, you remained out of it even as oikawa settled himself between your legs, looking up at you with the same lazy smile you frequently saw him wearing around you.

“smells so damn good. finally gonna let me get a taste, cutie?” he spoke lowly as if he were to himself before diving in and holy shit. you figured he’d be pretty experienced. the guy was a literal chick magnet. but damn, this exceeded your expectations by far. your body threatened to curl over itself if it hadn’t been for kuroo’s sturdy grip on your twitching thighs. the way he sucked vigorously at your clit while swiping his tongue along your folds to capture more of your essence had you drawing nothing but blanks up there.

“haven’t even cum yet for us and already going dumb?” kuroo teased, planting a kiss just behind your ear, a shocking contrast to the way oikawa’s tongue worked against you just right.

the air around you was so thick you felt as if it could be cut with a knife. some of the guys surrounding you couldn’t figure out what to do with themselves, nervously shuffling their feet without taking your eyes off of you. others had clearly overcome any former shame, already slowly pumping their cocks in their hands as they hoped and prayed that they would get a turn soon. the whole scene made you feel so dirty— so wanted. the desire that leaked from their looks on you had your orgasm approaching faster than ever.

oikawa seemed to have noticed this, using his thumbs to spread your folds apart to make sure you felt him deep, muttering a quick “cum on my fucking mouth, princess.” the simple phrase alone made your orgasm crash down on you finally. your fingers tangled in his soft hair, which was now messy and tossed thanks to you.

you nearly passed out right there when he continued to lick you clean even as you violently shook in kuroo’s grasp, the black haired boy having to shove the other away forcefully just to separate his mouth from you. “that’s enough of that. did he make you feel good baby?” your eyes are still shut as you cling onto the leftover bliss, only offering a quiet “mhm.” “good girl. think you can give us another?” the question was clearly rhetorical, which should’ve been clear by the was he was already gesturing someone else forward. but still, you shook your little fucked out head ‘no’ and prayed upon some god that he’d have mercy on your poor quivering cunt.

but you knew better than to expect mercy from kuroo of all people. especially when it came to your body, when he kept whispering to you about how you were such a “perfect little toy,” and his “favorite doll to use.” before you knew it sakusa was diving into your pussy quickly without giving you time to do so much as muster up the energy to open your eyes again. his mouth was quick and desperate to get you off, moving with a sense of urgency as his hands busied themselves palming at his covered dick. he wasn’t nearly as precise or experienced as oikawa was, but his eagerness made up for it as he ate you out like a starved man.

your hips threatened to buck against his face wildly, cries of “please, please, please” falling from your mouth even though you didn’t even know what you were begging for. all you knew was that you needed more than what he was giving you right now. the man above you seemed to have read you like an open book once again as he released one of your thoughts to reach a hand around to your sensitive bud, pressing down on it softly. “see this?” he murmured, only receiving a small “hm.” in acknowledgement as omi continued his assault on your little hole. greedy fuck. “try touching her here. she loves that shit.” you cried out for more again, clenching tightly at the way he spoke of your body as if you weren’t even there.

the second sakusa tore himself away from your folds to wrap his lips around your clit, you were a goner for sure. there was a distant scream that you didn’t even recognize as your own until kuroo muffled them with his hand, body twitching and jerking more than it had the previous time. the room fell to a sudden silence even as you came down from your high, causing you to let out a confused hum.

kuroo’s chuckle broke the quietness, his large hand slapping your wet overstimulated mound and making you yelp. “didn’t know you were a squirter, baby. how come you didn’t do this for us the first time hm?” another rhetorical question. his hand trailed down lower, collecting some of your juices before he began to prod a finger at your other hole. “fuck- gonna let me bury myself in here again? want both of your holes fucked out?” and you couldn’t help but cry out because fuck yes! you couldn’t think of anything you’d want more. you nodded your head and panted like a sex craved mutt, and perhaps you would’ve been as humiliated as you were before if you weren’t so damn thirsty for it. every inch of you was begging to be ravished and destroyed, and you couldn’t help but grow more and more impatient as the time passed.

kuroo didn’t take his eyes off of you as he nodded towards the crowd once again, sakusa taking the hint and reluctantly scurrying off to palm at himself through his sweatpants just as he previously had. kuroo’s command must’ve been unclear though, as both of you were pulled away from your eye contact at the sound of a comical bonk followed by two grunts of “ow.” perhaps you would’ve laughed if the two aforementioned fools weren’t kneeling in front of your drenched pussy, ready to service you eagerly just as the other two had.

a chill ran up your spine as you surveyed each of their features. while both of them shared the same underlying expressions of lust and desperation, you couldn’t help but note how bokuto’s face resembled one of an excited puppy dog that perhaps would’ve been adorable in another circumstance while terushima’s was much more primal. “look at that” kuroo’s voice in your ear dragged you back out of your own head as he slowly sunk another finger into your tight ass. just because he was going to treat you like a whore didn’t mean you didn’t deserve prep. “making a fool out of themselves, all because they’re so desperate to get a taste of that perfect pussy. doesn’t that make you feel filthy?”

kuroo couldn’t do anything but shake his head at your lack of response, finally releasing your thighs for a moment to grab at both of their napes, silently demanding for you to hold them open yourself. “well? since you’re both so impatient, think you two can work together as a team? if i hear her complain even one time, i’m not letting either of you touch again.”

the two of them nodded obediently, and your eyes nearly rolled back at how demanding kuroo was being right now. it was clear that everyone knew who was truly holding the ropes here, and yet no one was complaining about the arrangement. seemingly satisfied with their responses, kuroo released their necks and his hands smacked yours away so he could replace them and hold up your thighs himself once again. “think you’re ready to take my cock now in here, y/n?” he smirked as he lined himself up. “gonna let me fuck this ass while you let both of them eat that slutty pussy? such a dirty girl. so fuckin’ good for us” he continued to spew filth at you as he lined himself up at your entrance, allowing you to sink down slowly.

you hissed at the stretch, but of course didn’t have much time to focus on the sensation because bokuto and terushima had finally decided that they’d been waiting for long enough. they worked diligently, the cool metal of teru’s tongue piercing flicking against your bud while bokuto slurped on your juices so loudly that the sound filled the room in the most embarrassing way possible.

yeah. you were in for it tonight.

sorry for mistakes or inconsistencie. requests for bnha and haikyuu are open.

[reporterleroux]

ooo could you do platonic irl!bench trio reacting to reader, who's a year or two younger than them, who flinches at sudden movements and jumps at sudden/loud noises? nothing bad has to have happened to reader in the past or anything! reader is just really jumpy and skiddish

also may I please be your Anarchy anon? :D

Yes ofc you can! Welcome Anarchy Anon <3

Current anons

Characters: irl!benchtrio x reader (PLATONIC)

Pronouns: They/Them

A/N: I myself honestly aren't a fan of loud noises, so I think this is pretty cool :)

ANY MENTIONS OF "loved" OR VARIANTS ARE PLATONIC.

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You opened Discord for the first time after getting out the shower, finding out there were messages from possibly your favourite boys and your best friends.

Child 🚼

@Y/N

NUKES ⚠️

HEY @Y/N ANSWER US

Enderboy 🌌

As much as you guys don't needa @Y/N DO IT ANYWAYS @Y/N WE WANT YOUR ATTENTION >:(

Child 🚼

YEAH

NUKES ⚠️ replying to Enderboy 🌌

THIS!

You sighed as you messaged them back.

Y/N (insert your user here if you'd like)

BITCH ASS I WAS SHOWERING

@Child 🚼 @NUKES ⚠️ @Enderboy 🌌

BE PATIENT GOD

WHATS UP ANYWAYS

NUKES ⚠️

COME MEET UP WITH US AT THE PARK

ME AND @Enderboy 🌌 ARE HERE CAUSE HES ORGANISED BUT WERE STILL WAITING FOR YOU AND @Child 🚼

Child 🚼

WAS THERE THE NEED TO TAG ME THEY KNOW IM TOMMY

BUT ANYWAYS IM ALMOST THERE

Enderboy 🌌 replying to @Child 🚼

Well get here quicker smh 🙄✋

You sighed at your friends antics. As much as you loved them they were annoying at times. You messaged them back a quick:

Y/N

alright give me like 20 mins

And put down your phone, letting it ping from probably an angry TommyInnit wanting you to be quicker. You changed into nice but comfortable clothes, and headed out, having already eaten since it was about midday.

When you eventually got to the park, your three best friends were standing there. Well, you assumed the third was there somewhere, he said he arrived but you could only see Ranboo and Tubbo. They waved at you and you waved back. You made a shrugging emote as of to ask "where's Tommy?" And before they could answer, he (for some reason) threw a hand right infront of your face, the sudden and unexpected movement making you flinch slightly, and was pretty much only possible if you squinted.

"You're finally here! Took your fucking time." Tommy said as he moved infront of you. He turned towards the boys, you thinking he was going to walk/run towards them, but he actually crouched down a bit.

"Come on small younger child! I shall piggy back you over concidering that's what small children like to do." You rolled your eyes and sighed loudly.

"Tommy, I'm legit a year younger than you three." You stated, but he wouldn't give it up. You finally caved in.

"Fine, just this once." You said as you began to get on his back, and before you could balance yourself, he started running as fast as he could towards the others. You knew he wouldn't drop you, but you still grasped onto him anyways, listening to him laughing at you. He put you down when you got to Ranboo and Tubbo.

"Hey guys! Tommy insisted I let him give me a piggy back here because it's, and I quote, "what small children like to do"." You stood there with your arms crossed while they all laughed.

"Well, you gonna stand there and laugh all day, or are we gonna do something?" Granted, it was funny, but you would've been standing in the park all day if you didnt egg them along. It took a while, but someone did finally answer, Tubbo, to be precise. He was wiping his eyes from the tears that formed while laughing as he spoke to you.

"We're going to the arcade!" He exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air on the word arcade. The arcade, the main centre of loud and unexpected noises, great. You acted like you were excited, which you were, don't take it the wrong way, it's just you didn't want to be near all the loud noises.

Once you all eventually made it to the arcade, you all went off different ways, but you and Ranboo, since the other two were off like kids in a candy shop. You two hung out and stayed together, you occasionally jumping at the sudden preset messages coming out of the machines. You were watching Ranboo absolutely kill it on Guitar Hero before the sound that pushed you over the edge rendered through the place. It was only loud nearby, but it was loud enough to make you walk out the place. Ranboo watched you walk out, still somehow perfectly playing the end of his round. When he did finish, he went to find Tubbo and Tommy before bringing them outside, them finding you sitting on the floor near the entrance doors. You looked up at them, feeling guilty about being the cause of the look on their faces.

"Before, you ask, I'm fine, loud noises just scare me and make me a bit skiddish, same goes with sudden movements. I'm sorry if I worried you." They all looked at eachother before Tommy walked back inside and Ranboo and Tubbo pulled you up and towards the nearest cafe. You all ordered and sat outside.

"Sorry Y/N, we didn't know, we'll think better next time." Tubbo said, with Ranboo nodding his head to agree. You took one of their hands each in yours and held them there.

"Don't worry about me, alright? I should've said sooner." You reassured them. Just as you let go, Tommy pulled up to the table and sat down, pushing something towards you. You all looked at him confused, he never really gave the gifts.

"Sorry." He mumbled as he pushed the gift towards you. He lifted up his hand to reveal a rubber duck he exchanged with the tickets he won.

"Thank you, Tommy, and there's no need to be. It's happened now, let's just enjoy something at this cafe."

And that's exactly what you all did.

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A/N: FINALLY DONE :D so sorry the time this took, had school and stuff and was on off writing it. THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR 203 FOLLOWERS BTW <3

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[cuppajj]

For your little Send Me A Character thing and you already know who it is... OVERLORD!!!

you know me so well. and/or it’s not too hard to tell. probably the latter tbh bdhsbdbdbfbddv

Answers below cut!

First impression: Funny thing is that I had two first impressions of Overlord: one before I knew what IDW was, and the other after I did but before I read MTMTE and LSOTW. My very first impression was through a yt video and I was honestly really unimpressed. Like, wow nice character design, that looks so dull and boring! Where are the cool vehicle parts? Smh. I also heard that Overlord was supposed to be this super scary and murderous bot, but I never did research and just thought that that still meant he was probably a boring villain. Like, ANY villain can be touted as super scary and murderous, that doesn’t mean they’re actually good. But after I discovered what IDW was, and read a few things about OL (including fics and comic dubs that helped introduce me to his character), I immediately took everything back. Like OKAY, never mind, this guy sounds AWESOME. As someone who loves villains, I had a feeling he was right up my alley.

Impression now: Gotta be one of, if not my most favorite Transformers villain ever. While I'm unsure if he's in my top five favorite transformers characters, he's definitely in an echelon on his own, unbound by such a simple list. Overlord makes me inexplicably happy. He's a horrible, horrible person, and does horrible, horrible things, but he's fun. He's aside from almost every other TF villain; he doesn't need a sad backstory or heaping dumps of complexity to himself. He practically chose to be irredeemable and henceforth revels in it. Of course he has some things that you can feel bad for, but compared to other TF villains? There's not much. My personal lack of sympathy for him is what makes him all the more enjoyable to follow. Not to mention, he's a lot of fun to draw; I thought his design was lame at first, but it's quickly become one of my favorites. It's also easy and fun to draw, and the color choices are (at least in IDW's case) bright and colorful and fit my personal tastes! Overlord is just someone I love to hate. Every moment with him is as thrilling as it is terrifying. Again: fun. I could honestly break down into a novel on why I like him so much but that's for another day...

Favorite moment: I can't choose but honestly I really liked it when he burst through his restraints on the lost light. Not only was that shot amazing, but his reasoning was token to his character: he could've broken free at any time, but he didn't feel like it until he learned that Megatron was alive. What a freakin DRAMA QUEEN. I also liked his dumb quarrel with Tarn and their back and forth about who Megatron likes more.

Idea for a story: Overlord deserves to be the main villain of SOME transformers media. I have a couple of story ideas myself but since they're actually headcanon-fics, I couldn't get into detail about them here. But one of them is the entirety of Super God Masterforce but remade for the modern day, which I've been thinking of sharing sometime soon... [but also I want a whole spinoff of MTMTE where it's him, Tarn and the DJD, and Deathsaurus's crew lost on the other side of space, and they have to tolerate each other and be a dysfunctional family while they find their way back. Also another story with Overlord as Megan trying to understand wtf human life is like on his mission to be a politician. I have a lot of thoughts as you can see,,,]

Unpopular opinion: I really don't like that southern accent on him. They should've made Patrick Seitz use his Dio voice. TBH my voice claim for him is Tim Curry with like, the slightest of a british accent. So like the lord of darkness from Legend but a little less growly. Also why do people ship Overpan/Overmax it's really uncomfortable...

Favorite relationship: Him and Tarn. They're so chaotic and whiny, and it's fun to watch them bicker like children. Good lord put them in day care

Favorite headcanon: I did like this whole thing for PWT where I explained through a meme why Overlord was worthy of the Unicron matrix like an anti-prime, and I am STILL clinging on to it as part of my personal canon. Also, I feel like if Overlord hadn't gone the way of a gladiator, he would've used his perfect frame and his theatrics to be an actor or someone in whatever the Cybertronian equivalent of the beauty/modeling industry is

[thelazyhermits]

As I mentioned a while back, I finally finished writing the Heroes Rising fic, so I don’t currently have any ongoing writing projects. That’s why I finally got around to playing Pokemon Shield, but something else also came to mind that I could do.

I suddenly found myself thinking that I hadn’t gone back and reread TABF in a while to check it for errors. I think I’ve done it twice since finishing the fic, but it’s probably been at least a year since the last time I did it.

Anyway, I was like “Hey, why not?” I always like to have my fics grammatically correct and all that haha

Little did I know that I would be doing far more than that lol

I’m not gonna lie. When I was reading that first chapter, I was cringing cause of all the syntax errors. It was a hot mess lol

Once I read that first chapter, I knew I had to reread the whole fic cause I was afraid there were even more errors 😂

Seriously, how did I not notice this during my other readthroughs? I wanna go back and shake my past self smh

I just wanna take this time to thank y’all for reading and liking my fic despite its many faults. Y’all are the true MVPs 😂

The other reason I made this post is because I wanted to let y’all know about the new and improved TABF in case y’all wanna check out the changes, which aren’t just grammar/syntax changes.

I have actually inserted new content into some of the chapters, but I won’t say which ones since I want it to be a surprise XD

However, I will say I made some changes to how Mineta is handled in one chapter. So there’s a completely new scene focused on him that has been added.

The reason I decided to make that change was because of how some people reacted to Fortune punishing Mineta for crimes he technically hadn’t committed which in turn made her look bad and hypocritical since she got upset when Stain tried to kill Iida for something he hadn’t actually done.

Honestly, I wrote the whole Mineta situation intending for it to be comical. I didn’t think people would read that much into it because I just wanted to provide readers, who hate how he never gets stopped in canon, an opportunity to give him his just desserts. It was meant to be pure self-indulgence for everyone reading.

If I had known that this would negatively reflect on Fortune, I wouldn’t have gone that route. That’s why I have Fortune make this comparison which leads to her talking to Mineta about her actions.

Another thing I addressed was the UA traitor situation since there were questions that I never addressed in the fic that I really should have. I intended for those questions to be simply handled in the background without Fortune’s knowledge, but it really made no sense for her not to question things, so that’s what I did.

But don’t worry, the traitor isn’t revealed or anything like that. I just had questions addressed that really should’ve been brought up by Fortune at some point.

All this time, I’ve always intended to have the traitor exist in TABF. I just wanted to be subtle about it cause I didn’t know all the details. Now, I realize I was way too subtle, so I made the necessary changes lol

Aside from that, I’ve also changed Thirteen’s pronouns to match canon like I mentioned in a previous post.

Hopefully, y’all enjoy the new and improved TABF, which is my Christmas present to y’all! Merry Christmas! XD

[godofevrerything]

How Zutara Should’ve Happened (my take anyways, if Zuko still joined the Gaang in Season Three)

Alright, so I’m a Zutara shipper. Anyways, here’s my rant of the day.

So, if Zutara were to be cannon, let’s say that we wouldn’t change the cannon, other than that. Also full disclaimer, I don’t really like Kataang. It’s cute, and sweet, buuuut I think that they would be better off single or with other people. I personally ship Taang so much-

When I first watched it, I really wanted Katara to end up single. I thought that would be a fitting ending for her story. But hey, she didn’t, and that’s fine.

This is not an anti Kataang post, seriously. If you ship it, cool, I don’t, but everyone had different opinions. Just please don’t come to my inbox and yell at me.

Aight, under the cut bc it got long.

So, if we weren’t gonna change the cannon, Zuko still joins in season three and all. Katara and him would still have a rocky relationship at first, and for good reason, I mean wtf Zuko what happened at the CoTL?

Rant for another day

Anyways-

What I would think is that Katara couldn’t help but notice how Zuko is trying to gain their, and her trust. I mean, she’s pissed but still, she notices. It doesn’t make her forgive him or anything, and it shouldn’t, but she does see it.

Now, I’m thinking little moments. Like when he shoved her out of the way of the falling rocks? Yeah, she still snaps at him, but maybe after she’s a little less fiery. Just a bit.

And then after TSR, things start to change. Of course, we get the iconic hug, but!! I want another scene, when they’re coming back from the trip.

One thing that always bothers me when I read Zutara stuff is that writers rarely address Zukos betrayal in TCoTL. Like,,, maybe I haven’t read the right fanfics but c’mon guys.

I really think, no, I know that Katara and Zuko should address that. I really want a scene, when they’re coming back, while Katara is sorting out whether to forgive him or not, I want them to talk about it. And sorry if it’s OOC- But Like so:

Katara: Why did you do it?

Zuko: ...do what?

Katara: Why did you fight with Azula? I thought you changed, I thought you would’ve fought with us.

Zuko: I-

[ a moment of quiet]

Zuko: I thought about it, and I almost did-

Katara: [turns around to face him] Then why didn’t you? Why did you choose that?

Zuko: I wanted my honor. I wanted to go home, and I thought- I though that if I fought with her, I could get my honor back.

[Katara doesn’t answer.]

Zuko: But Im sorry. I am.

Katara, quietly: I thought you changed...

Zuko: I have, now, I mean.

Katara: Why was your honor so important to you anyways? And what do you mean by ‘wanted to go home’?

Zuko: I- I was banished. Until I found the Avatar, I couldn’t go back.

[Katara turns, studying him, then turns back around]

Katara: ...You couldn’t go back, ever?

Zuko: No.

[She doesn’t speak after that, and neither does he.]

Okay, so maybe that was too OOC, but they did need to have a conversation something like that. A conversation where Zuko explained, at least a bit about why he fought with Azula.

And then, after that, the hug and forgiveness. But that was a turning point in their relationship, and I don’t like that so little fic writers address that.

And then!! I want little moments. Just small moments, maybe a bit more teasing, a bit more concern on Kataras part.

Also, let’s face it: Zuko would be simping. Katara wouldn’t be lovey dovey, no, she wouldn’t. Zuko would be the simp, Zuko would be the one stuttering slightly at teasing and stuff.

Just little moments, nothing big bc c’mon, they’re kids. They’re teenagers in the belp middle of a war.

Speaking of which! I really want one more scene between them. After Aangs noncon kiss in the Ember Island Players, I want there to be a scene where Zuko finds Katara and she vents to him.

Also I’ve been losing my damn mind trying to find a gif series for that bc someone on Tumblr made it and I can’t find it- fkdndd

Okay, but along with a huge chunk of the fandom, it really makes me mad that they didn’t show more of Kataras reaction, and that Aang didn’t apologize. Like wtf Aang.

I would’ve been fine with anyone coming to Katara, or telling Aang that was wrong but- Didn’t happen. They just glossed over that part smh.

But! Say Zuko were to come and talk with her about it. And then at the end, he might ask her why she was confused, Maybe something like this:

Zuko: If you don’t mind, why are you so confused?

Katara: I don’t know! But it’s in the middle of war. It isn’t over, and now isn’t the time for... for romance.

Zuko: But that doesn’t mean that you can’t be happy. I mean, look at Sokka.

Katara: I’m not Sokka.

[They both go quiet for a minute]

Katara: Sorry, Im just... It’s too much to deal with right now, and we have to focus on ending the war.

Zuko: No, I get that. It’s fine.

Katara: I’m just- I’m confused, and now isn’t the time and-

[She pauses, and the two look at each other for a moment. All is quiet.]

Zuko: I.. can go, if you want. If you need some space.

Katara: Yeah, that would probably help.

[Zuko walks away. As he does, Katara is staring at his back, a thoughtful expression on her face]

Yes, yes, I think that would make sense in the romance line. Mirroring when Zuko was staring at Kataras back.

Alright, so everything would be same, up to Katara healing Zuko after the Agni Kai. But there would be subtle differences. She takes his hand and holds it instead of putting her hand on his back. No big “I love you” or whatever. Just holds his hand, and maybe a line like “We- I could’ve lost you!” Maybe.

And then! One last thing, instead of that long Kataang kiss at the end, a scene between Katara and Zuko, talking about their futures.

I’m a really big fan of Water Tribe Ambassador Katara, and it shows.

Katara: So.. Fire Lord Zuko, huh? Finally regained your honor?

Zuko: [groans] Yes, now stop it.

Katara: [laughs] Nope, never gonna stop.

[Theres a minute of quiet]

Zuko: And what about you? Are you going back to the SWT?

Katara: I am. The Northern and Southern tribes... they need to connect again, not become one, but the connection was frayed with the war, and someone has to take a step to rebuild it.

Zuko: What about the Air Temples?

Katara: That’s up to Aang. I’ll help him of course, we all will, but he’s the last air bender. He’ll take care of them, like I’ll take care of the Water tribes.

Zuko: With Sokka too, I’m guessing.

Katara: I don’t know about that, actually. Sokka may want to travel a bit, scope out the world.

Zuko: And you don’t?

Katara: I do, and I will. Sokka and I, regardless of whatever travel, we’ll work together to take care of the tribes.

Zuko: [chuckles] And I’ll be here. I’m going to try to undo the damage the war did. Open up relations again in the Earth Kingdom, sort out the colonies.

Katara: Don’t overwork yourself.

Zuko: You shouldn’t either.

[She laughs, and stops in front of the pond, looking at the turtle ducks]

Katara: Zuko..

Zuko: What?

Katara: [turns to face him] We... went through a lot. And I have something that I need to tell you.

Zuko, sweating slightly: ..yes?

Katara: Relax, it’s nothing bad!

Katara: I..

[Katara takes his hand and smiles. Zukos eyes widen and he looks down at their hands]

Katara: Well?

[Zuko looks back up and smiles at her.]

Zuko: You’re going to visit sometime, right?

Katara: Course I will.

[He smiles again, and intertwines their fingers. It’s quiet once more, then off in the distance, Sokka yells something]

Katara: [laughs] Now c’mon, your Honor. Let’s go.

[She pulls Zuko down the path towards their friends, and all their laughter can be heard. The End comes up, and the credits roll]

So!!

No big ily confession, no long kiss. Why? Because they’re kids. They’re fourteen and sixteen, there shouldnt be an ily, there shouldn’t be an uncomfortably long kiss.

Later, of course. But now? Let’s them just hold hands and tease each other and relax a bit.

Anyways, that’s my Zutara rant of the day, thanks for listening.

[seungminotes]

Blissful Ignorance | Han Jisung

desc. gender neutral (plz inform me if anything alludes it’s not) / fluff / your bestie jisung has ignored you to the point of no return, but why?

a/n: hannie lives in my head like 24/7 this isn’t funny anymore 

wc. 1.5k 

When your brother said he was inviting a few friends over tonight, you didn’t exactly expect a barrage of people you hardly recognized to be dancing the night away in your living room. Your parents had gone away for the weekend and Minho was finally home from college for a while, with the last time you seeing him being a couple months ago, you had to admit you missed him. You however didn’t miss his old antics, perhaps college doesn’t change you that much you thought. Though you did have to admit, compared to the ones thrown in your house in Minho’s high school years, this was somehow much more tame.

Planning to stay locked up in your room for the night was the way to go, after a long week, you really wanted nothing more than to catch up on your favorite show at the moment. Nonetheless, hunger had got the best of you and you found yourself unconsciously walking into the kitchen for a snack in the midst of underaged drinkers and blasting music. Curse your non-existent self control.

Settling on some chips and a can of soda you hurriedly made your way back towards your room, maybe catch up on that show you’d been too lazy to watch.

That was, however, before you noticed Han Jisung near the staircase. You should’ve expected him to be there now that you thought about it, when had he ever been one to turn down one of your brother’s parties?

Your focus suddenly shifted from getting back up to your room, to trying your best to avoid Jisung. Turning around to make a beeline back to the kitchen, you harshly bumped into your brother, luckily.

“Hey, I was just gonna go look for you. Did you see Sung came over?” He practically yelled over the music.

In that moment you realized you really couldn’t blame Minho, he’d been gone for so long huh? He fortunately didn’t get to see the slow and painful separation you’d gone through with your best friend within the last few months. You two basically being complete strangers at this point, you really had no interest in seeing him, yet you weren’t quite comfortable explaining that to your protective brother, especially in this hectic setting.

“Really? Haven’t seen him, I’ll have to look for him later, but hey I don’t feel so well, I’m just gonna go up to my room,” you waved your chips and soda up to him.

“You sure you’re fine?” He questioned again, suspicious from your lack of excitement to see Jisung.

“Yeah, no worries, enjoy your party nostalgia,” you reassured him, flashing a smile.

“If you need anything, call me!” he called after your rushing figure. 

Turning back around to the staircase you’re relieved to see your once best friend and his little group had dispersed and you now had a clear way right back to your room.

You really got through that, you could finally breathe. Though looking back now, you really didn’t understand how you and Sung had become so distant. At one point you would have run right up to him, ecstatic upon seeing him at your brother’s party and just now you really wanted to run and hide. But you guessed it was for the best, everything happens for a reason.

Besides, that didn’t matter anymore, you had a show to catch up on tonight, no more moping over Han Jisung, someone who certainly wasn’t moping over you.

Opening the door to your dark room was unsettling though, as you could’ve sworn you had left the lights on. A bit suspicious, but you’d always been quite forgetful anyway. Shifting your attention towards the light switch, you’d seen your desk chair move just the tiniest bit out of the corner of your eye and you were almost ready to fight until the chair swiveled all the way around to reveal none other than the boy you had in mind just a minute earlier.

“Jisung, what the hell!” Your hand was raised up to your heart, still clutching your bag of chips.

But he merely laughed. “ What? Did I scare you? I thought it would look cool.”

How did he do that? How did he speak so carefree and smile such a wholesome smile? As if the last time you’d spoken wasn’t nearly 4 months ago. It brought you back to the times you’d be able to do the same causing a frown to overcome your face along with a sudden cloud of guilt. If you had reached out more, maybe it wouldn’t have gone to the point where you couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore.

He noted your suddenly sullen face, meeting your eyes with concern. “Hey, I didn’t mean to scare you so bad.”

“No, no worries, I wasn’t that scared.” You lied.

“Speaking of you being scared, remember that one day we went to that sketchy haunted house at the county fair and you almost cried your eyes out into my shirt,” the anecdote almost made you laugh.

“Oh my God, you’re never going to let that go, we were like nine!” You scoffed as you struggled to maintain your stoic face. Sung was always great with words, you nearly forgot. Just one sentence and your tense nature was gone, the silence following not even that awkward. It felt just like it had once before.

He was glad to be there in your room just like old days, teasing a smile onto your face. Though he was sure it would take more than just that little memory to make you feel completely comfortable in this situation now. 

“So why are you in my room,” you decided to break the silence, setting down your chips and soda on the desk in front of him and plotting down on the near bed.

“Kinda saw you running away when you saw me,” he looked down.

“That doesn’t really answer the question.”

The frown now pressed on your face made Jisung wonder how many times you’d done that within the last few months.

“I panicked,” he mumbled now getting up from the swirling desk chair and plopping down next to you.

You’d barely heard him, but the word panicked made you uneasy. What did that even mean? It confused you but for a second you’d almost felt bad. But then you remembered you shouldn’t be the one feeling bad, he’s the one who cut you out. The one who suddenly didn’t wave or text back, the one who suddenly didn’t wait for you to walk to or from school. And though you tried, you always thought you didn’t try hard enough, that you were just letting it happen, but nothing would work. You couldn’t feel bad for him.

“What do you mean you panicked?” You looked up at him to meet his eyes, but he was looking down.

“Han Jisung, please answer me.” That caught his attention, you’d rarely ever called him by his full name like that. He’d turned his head slightly to look at you and your serious face and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t scared.

“I just panicked, okay,” he explained again, this time looking at you, and you could tell he truly felt sorry.

“Don’t do that to me, sungie,” you practically whined, yet your anger had somewhat faded away looking at his sad doe eyes and you slipped with the use of his little nickname which caused his mood to lighten up a bit as he almost smiled.

“Why did you suddenly ignore me?” You questioned again.

“I felt like I needed to,” this time he did smile, but it wasn’t his signature happy-go-lucky smile, it was sad and regretful, almost apologetic of a smile. 

“Needed to? Jisung, get to the point, this is going nowhere,” you were tired at this point, it was almost as if he was stalling.

“I like you, y/n,” he blurted out and instantly regretted it as he saw your face contort from impatience to shock.

“Well what the hell! If you liked me, shouldn't you have, I don’t know, maybe, not ignored me?” 

“I didn’t know what to do!”

“Oh my God, you’re an actual idiot. I’m in love with an idiot!” Your hand hit your forehead in exasperation.

“Waaait a minute,” he’d barely processed your words, unable to quite believe them.

“You heard me, you’re an idiot,” you giggled.

He narrowed his eyes at you, feigning annoyance when in reality his heart was beating too hard for him to handle and the little smile tugging on your lips was enough to bring his usual bright smile back to his face.

“I swear to never ignore you again,” he held up his hand and placed it to his heart, sealing his pledge.

“Good, you know that hurt,” you pouted.

He scooted closer to you in the spinning desk chair, closing the small gap between you in wrapping his arms around you.

“I won’t hurt you again,” he whispered into your hair, tickling your ear.

You wrapped your arms around his torso in return in hopes for the moment to last just a bit longer.

Unfortunately, the music blaring downstairs was suddenly heard much clearer as Minho barged into your room (he never was the type to knock, at least not on your door so much for back door choreo smh).

“Woah, how long was I gone for! When did this even happen?”

[piecedbytheear]

Nadia = Missed Opportunity

Beginning of S1 Nadia was everything! She took no shit from anybody, she protected her friends and became manipulative when she needed to. I remember thinking she was going to play a major part in the plot because of attitude and not being intimidated by the elite kids. Then they had her develop feelings for Gooseman and throw all of her morals and constraints that made her character in the name of character development in s2...lol what This post is basically a rant about the blackmailing queen that lasted only a couple of episodes in S1 to the forgiving, almost weak character that she is now. Don’t worry I wont delve too much on her cliche romances, which were wayyyyy to predictable when looking back.

How does Nadia go from looking down on Gooseman’s family for their coke habit to then nearly snorting a line of coke for crusty gooseman?? make it make sense...The alcohol I can believe because of peer pressure and doing rebel teenage things for the first time but COKE nah ooc asf! Then she hooks up with gooseman in the school lockeroom as if the plot of her blackmailing Lu and gooseman for their hookup in school didn’t exist. So embarrassing to see her make these silly mistakes because it was never something her s1 arc would even do.

She’s established as some devout  reassured muslim girl in s1 that doesn’t fall to the peer pressure of her age group and out of all the characters the most stern and reasonable, so it was really jarring seeing her doing all these new things as if she didn’t have any self awareness. The first time she kissed and slept with gooseman was when she was drunk so it made it seem as if she wasn’t her self?? Is that a metaphor or something?? She only goes wild when she’s drunk so she doesn’t feel guilty?? It’s weird too because as a character that is raised in a strict religious immigrant family you would think they would have Nadia contemplating her actions or choices because of her up bringing but thats rarely brought up. And at some point it would’ve made sense for Nadia to move on to new and better things because honestly..Nadia didn’t need to be stringing along a depressed, mourning, angry gooseman. She knows damn well that she wouldn’t be available so let that relationship go...and if gooseman is such a great person, he wouldn’t need the girl that he once mocked to “save” him, and if Nadia really cared for him she should’ve let him go to get help. Woman don’t need to be saviours for toxic men. But I get it your favourite hetrocliche ships can’t end half way through the season welpp!  

I would’ve preferred her arc in s2 to be about peer pressure then her randomly doing things that looked ooc. She knew herself in the beginning, so by s2 she was lost because of...pleasing her parents or gooseman. Nadia was no longer the stern girl we thought she was. The prejudice she faces at school is no longer a factor for her anymore because her character never commits to fighting for her rights, her biggest problem is her romance. The xenophobia she still faces by the school and Lu is swept under the rug. Gooseman doesn’t even defend Nadia when Lu resorts to racial slurs but in a way it makes sense...would it really take a poor brown girl to change racist, classist ideals that one believes in? Probably not!  Seeing Nadia judge and questions some of the things kids in her school did THEN participate in them because it was tempting would’ve made more sense imo. And can we get to the times where characters are NOT defined by their romantic relationships! I also didn’t appreciate that Nadia and Omar were written around their love interest and barely had screen time to interact and speak with each other to discuss the growing teenage pains that they both faced. Omar smoked, drank, had sex, and by then was an open gay muslim, so it would’ve been interesting seeing Nadia and Omar discuss their problems, school life and future goals. Nadia’s education is a big part of her arc in s1, so it was great to see it brought back in s3 but unfortunately Omar’s future goals are never discussed because he’s used as Ander’s emotional support UGHHHH And why doesn’t Nadia have any friends from her old school or neighbourhood??? Omar and Samuel are besties, Christian and Nano were besties, where’s her friends??

As for the hijab thing...well the writers made Nadia to be pretty passive and thats evident when she never makes ANOTHER point to the school about the double standards concerning her hijab and Lu, Rebe, Valerio etc, sometimes shitty and blinged out attire. (But can you imagine the outroar if Nadia was in her hijab dryhumping a naked gooseman with a sextape arc for her character LMFAO Did the writers removed her hijab so she couldn’t fully be the Mia Khalifa pornstar they wanted #DEAD) As for her wearing the hijab or not it’s not really a big deal because she wore it when she pleased but I found it interesting that she never wore it to the club...Omar was shocked and exaggerate to Nadia and Malick that Nadia would wear it to the shower and Nadia and Malick’s reasoning was that they want to break free (I guess from being perfect muslims) ...back to my peer pressure point, maybe she just didn’t feel comfortable and didn’t want attention being looked at as being the only hijabi in the club. 

Concluding, Nadia was never given the justice to CALL OUT the racism and prejudice she faced by Lu, Christian, Guzman. In stead she was used as the poc muslim girl to develop Guzman and Lu and excuse them from their classism and xenophobia because they took a chance in Nadia. How can the judgemental, holding 1000 grudges girl that we met in s1 become friends with LUCRECIA!!! That bitch hated her...make it make sense??? I don’t even see Lu being friends with another poc muslim, Omar was enough to her. I also didn’t appreciate that Lu was the one that drove Nadia to stand up for her education to her parents SMH like Lu would even care...she never apologised to Nadia for anything. Nadia needed her self to stand up to her parents, she did that in s1 when she persuaded them to study in Las Encinas for opportunities so it would've made perfect sense for her to do the same thing. Things that bad writing can do smh

To simplify I wasn’t feeling the all forgiving, naive Nadia :( She let Gooseman, Lu and even her brother who hooked up with her boyfriend off wayyyy to easy, I just feel like she’s progressed into this weak forgiving girl to make other characters not face consequences for the way they treated her. IDK the vindictive Nadia in the first episode of s1 was so much more interesting and if she was used in the plot like Carla was her character would’ve been more grey then the judgemental, then forgiving stick they put on her. 

As for Nadia’s future...I hope to see her come back with a rich hottie from the prestigious university she goes to now! LOL

[fonulyn]

ok, I've seen Infinite Darkness twice already and do I understand this correctly: Claire achieved the same results as three government operatives (four? Should I take Patrick into account? I'll go back to him in a second) just by reading articles on the internet? Also, did Claire accuse Wilson based on her assumptions and then he abducted her and by that he gave her a solid proof that he was in fact behind some bad stuff.. the big brain Wilson could've just ignored her 🤣 about Patrick: such a sweetheart ❤️ criminally underrated ❤️ I thought he was going to be The Dick. He got sidelined pretty quick, though. In one scene Wilson tells Graham they should send Jason and his team to Shanghai to investigate and I thought that meant four agents because of what Patrick said before: 'there's supposed to be four of us.' And then there's the scene when Claire meets Leon and Patrick is walking beside Leon: and I thought they were going together to some kind of a meeting point but then Patrick just freaking disappears and the next time we see him is in episode 4, lol 🤣

I don't really know what you mean by "achieved the same results"? so idk if i'm responding to this correctly at all, apologies if i misunderstood something.

but like. of course I can't be exactly certain about this but I do think she did more than just google stuff. plus like, she did look for patterns where other people wouldn't look for them? the first assumption from anyone wouldn't be that oh wow the government is making BOWs and using them for their own purposes, so idek, someone else would've probably been able to find out what she did too but they just had no reason to dig. she did.

also she didn't only sit at the computer but she did go see that one soldier's home and found them with their head blown off. now to anyone else it might not mean that much but Claire lived through Raccoon City, she knows to draw the connection between zombies and headshots, so it'd definitely be more suspicious to her because of what she's gone through than it would be to some random person.

and i do think you're correct when you say she accused Wilson based on her assumptions instead of cold hard proof lol. she is the type that needs to do stuff, she needs to act, she needs to raise hell when she thinks there's something that needs to be fixed! so she went and confronted Wilson, probably in hopes of making him say something incriminating.

which is perfectly in line with how she wanted to go public with the chip. it absolutely makes sense, characterization-wise. and it also shows how she might not think everything through before acting because acting to fix problems is her first instinct. like, publicly confronting someone as dangerous as Wilson is? probably not the best move. as is shown as she gets nabbed for it.

i don't mean to criticize her, i think that it's absolutely a wonderful quality to want to change things for the better as passionately as she does! there's a lot of merit in what she's trying and doing. but she is impulsive, and looking further ahead is not her greatest strength. and i think it shows in all of her actions in ID.

lmao but yeah Wilson could've just been all "I dunno what you mean smh" and not given her the actual definite proof. or then he should've just killed her outright and not just tied her up to slap her around a bit.

haha Patrick has a ton of fans it seems tho, so maybe not that underrated. but yeah he did get sidelined quickly and i do hope that if we get a season two he'll be in it, too. because it'd be a shame if they establish a character and then only use him so little. I already think it was wasteful to kill both Jason and Shen May off so quickly tbh. there was so much more potential there.

but like, I don't think Patrick was ever a part of Jason's team. I don't even think Leon was supposed to be a part of the team but since the president trusts him so highly he was kinda tacked along so Jason needed to try to convince him to join them. in the submarine it seems they were willing to let Leon die there so I don't think it was the plan all along, it was just something that needed to be done as circumstances changed.

could be i'm misremembering something, but yeah. the team of four agents, to my understanding, was called in to the white house and then they made further plans and i feel it kind of does make sense to leave at least one man behind with the president tbh.

idek if i'm even answering to anything you said lol this is kind of a ramble :'D

[bbhyeoliskooks]

…〔𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬〕… SIX

Having an unrequited crush on Soobin was difficult, but you manage to make them hidden so he’s oblivious. It’s getting harder though, since each time you see him, you fall deeper into his mesmerizing eyes. You want to get rid of your feelings for him, so you grow closer to a boy named Beomgyu. However, when your one of your best friends, Sunhye asks you to back away so she can have a chance with Soobin, everything inevitably comes crashing down on you.

intro / one / two / three / four / five / six / seven

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Pairing: Beomgyu x Reader x Soobin

Genre: 3 1/2 cups of angst and 3 cups of fluff !!

Warnings: Language, illegal smoking (sunhye smh), sort of suggestive (if you call it that- you’ll see soon), long chapter (6.5k !!)

Playlist: Can’t Take My Eyes Off You, Something, Still Into You, Confession, Crazy For You

(Okay due to school, it had been such a long time that I’ve actually started to work on this chapter !! I’m so sorry that it took two months since I can’t find the time to finish it, so I hope to whoever has been waiting for the next part that you enjoy it berry berry much !! I hope this chapter was worth the wait :))

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Hidden in the dark alleyway between the separate school buildings were two students perched six feet away from each other. They were doing a good job of avoiding each other these past few days- maybe even weeks, but it seemed that one of them were somehow dragged back by the neck. One was drenched from the pouring rain, while the other one was not. One was a boy, and one was a girl.

That girl stepped closer to him with a stern look on her face. Her expensive designer clothes were soaked, as she forgot to bring an umbrella today. Though she paid no attention to it, only thinking of the things she needed to accomplish to get to the top. On the other hand, the other person, that boy held onto his black umbrella tightly. He was tired of putting up her shenanigans, but zipped his lips tightly so not to say anything. Interacting with her was now dangerous, so he needed to break it up to her that he wasn’t going to join in her evil forces anymore. 

“Sunhye, I am tired of this crap. You know that I don’t want to cause her harm, the only thing that I’ve been doing to her this whole time. Consider me out of this plan if you’re going to let her get hurt in the end.”

“And you think I’m going to listen to you?” She pulled out a box of cigarettes from the pocket of her favorite jeans and plastered on a mischievous grin full of malice. “That bitch deserves to be kicked out of school, quite literally in my opinion,” she concluded, glancing over at the boy who was rolling his eyes. He was obviously disgusted, but she couldn’t bring herself to care less. 

Snickering to herself, she asked quietly, “why? Do you like her? After all this time?! Seriously, don’t make me laugh, Choi Beomgyu. That- that’s so pathetic!” Her voice teetered on the edge of holding the big amounts of giggles in until she burst into full fits of laughter, clutching her stomach as if it hurt to laugh. 

Looking at her now, Beomgyu thought she was completely insane. 

The atmosphere was extremely awkward, and he felt almost uncomfortable being alone with her. The dim alleyway wasn’t making it any better, and he felt the need to run away from what was happening. But he needed to tell you. If he wanted to leave this plan he was forced into, then he had to make his voice come out as firm. By doing so, he cleared his throat, trying in his best efforts to appear as tough even though his heart was quaking in fear. “You’re insane. I’m going to tell her whether you like it or not...” he paused to collect his thoughts before taking a few steps away from her. He didn’t like being so close to her unlike the past where he put his sole trust in her; the girl was too repulsive for words to describe. He could no longer think of her as his companion after all the of the crap she’d intentionally done.

“I’m not doing this plan, you aren’t going to hurt her as long as I’m there to protect her.” 

Saying those words must’ve snapped something in her, and her laughter came to an abrupt stop. Utilizing the silence to take a good look at her physical appearance, he could see that her face was dull with paleness, and her eyes seemingly rolled to the back of her head in sign of annoyance. She had a tight frown on her face, one that he had seen before when she was planning to do something terrible. Another reason to hate what she became, he compiled in his head. 

Instead of admitting her defeat, she just smirked and threw her hand around. 

“Just watch me, then.”

Now, he urged himself to walk out of the alleyway. Turning back once more, he saw her wave a goodbye towards him before she started to giggle. He wanted to throw up from the fear rumbling around in his stomach. From the corner of his eyes, he could see her laughing harder than ever before. How can somebody be that desperate for love when they know that person will never love them back? He felt the need to laugh, but it was uncomfortable to do so in front of her. Lee Sunhye... she was insane. Just insane. 

As the drops of rain made comforting sounds of ambiance on his black umbrella, his mind clouded with thoughts where the two of you would spend lazy mornings at your house whenever it was raining. Those were the best days he’s ever had, he thought to himself. Just seeing you laugh while he teased you about the way your eyebrows furrowed in concentration, run your fingers through his hair as you both told stories, or hell- even seeing you smile genuinely from his compliment, it never failed to make him grin too. 

He hoped running into you during class would perhaps make him feel better. You always did, but he didn’t tell you, especially now when you were so called enemies. Maybe, he thought, seeing your sparkling eyes light up when you made eye contact with him would brighten up his day a little bit. However, thinking of your comforting presence still wasn’t able to ease the bad feeling in his chest. It tugged endlessly at his heartstrings, hopelessly warning him to listen to his gut feeling...

And that gut feeling told him that prom tonight would go horrible. 

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As Beomgyu was making his way to the entrance of the school, he could see the outline of two familiar figures walking in the rain. Stopping for a while, he noticed that his lips unknowingly turned into a deep frown. That showed him he grew “just a bit” jealous at the sight of them dancing around in the puddles and laughing about whatnot. He lingered longer than he should’ve under the disguise of his black umbrella and managed to hear each and every word both of them were saying. 

It was you and Soobin, with him holding the umbrella above you so that you wouldn’t get any specks of rain on yourself. However he wasn’t doing a good job for himself, as his right shoulder and leg was becoming soaked from the pouring water. Beomgyu scoffed at this before deciding to the follow subtly and silently behind you.

“Hey, do you want to go to prom with me? I should’ve asked earlier, but there wasn’t enough t-time,” Soobin’s voice at the end started to tremble, though you didn’t look like you caught on. The boy following you rolled his eyes. You were going to freak out about this in the middle of class for sure. 

Like he expected, your face lit up in surprise and you jumped up and down excitedly. It was seven in the morning, so how could you be so energetic in the morning? The answer that he anticipated to come out of your mouth was correct, anybody could easily predict this and get it right. “Soobin, what makes you think I’ll say no? Of course, I’m going to say yes!”

Soobin smiled softly at your blissful expression, ruffling your hair playfully. You always looked so cute whenever you agreed to something as small as this. “Okay, that’s great! I don’t why I was feeling so nervous to ask you, but I would love to go with you tonight.”

You suddenly stopped in your tracks as Soobin staggered to take a few steps to the back so you wouldn’t get wet. 

He would love to...? Go with you...? As a friend or...? You let your mind wander off into your daydreams for a while if not for the words of Soobin piercing through your ears. There was this confused expression on his face, like he knew every thought you were thinking. You wouldn’t be surprised though, he was your best friend. And you were right. That’s exactly what he said. “J-just as friends though, you know?” He sent you a friendly smile while you held back the urge to choke yourself. 

“Yeah. Just as friends.” Ughh, here we go again. Yet, you still needed to get it through your thick head that he wouldn’t like you! Ever! Like every other time, you jumped into conclusions before knowing the full truth right away. 

Your expression of happiness faltered a little, but you endured the pain and kept smiling. As usual, Soobin didn’t notice one bit, but the other boy following behind with that mysterious black umbrella could tell straight off the bat. 

Beomgyu sighed after seeing both of his best friends entered the warm school. His veins were pumping with adrenaline; he could’ve almost gotten caught, but right now he didn’t care about that. It was his fault for being too nervous to ask. He knew he should’ve prepared earlier, but he wanted to propose to you today. Maybe by asking you, he would also tell you about what Sunhye was going to do... 

But he was too late. Soobin beat him to it this time. 

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Twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine-

Thirty! Wait, it’s thirty! 6:30pm!

Energetically hopping from your spot on the couch, you ran to the front door with a big smile on your face. It was an understatement to say that you had prepared yourself for an hour when it took quite a while. You’d been waiting for this moment since the beginning of school, and it had to be perfect! The anticipation building up during classes didn’t help as it only made you feel much more nervous to see the one person you were waiting for. Honestly, you would’ve never thought that he would ask you out to the dance today, but you weren’t complaining! It was finally 6:30pm, the time where Soobin would pick you up from your house as his date.

“Just as friends, of course,” you ridiculed, reminding yourself of the repercussions if you thought anything more of it.

Just on time, Soobin was making his way down the street to pick you up. The aroma of wondrous flowers wafted in the air while he checked his watch to see if he was late! Seeing how he was right on the dot made him feel much better about taking you. Tonight was going to be perfect, all planned out. He had a content smile on his face, thinking of how seeing you would instantly make his day better. Though, he didn’t show it. You were his date... but just as friends, of course. 

You on the other hand, wanted so badly for it to be the opposite... though, you didn’t show it. 

Cracking the front door a little bit, you peeked out to see him in a comfortable, black suit. He was holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers wrapped together in a rosy pink ribbon. It was strange to see him dressing up this way because you always saw him as this boy who didn’t give a care in the world what others had to say about his style. Not this time, you guessed. There were many things that you noted too, but it got your face feeling flushed. His usual lazy hair was pushed to the back, showing his marvelous forehead that got your heart pumping for sure. 

Crap, yet again he’s making you feel things that friends shouldn’t.

He saw you waving shyly with your hand peeking out through the door. He raised this eyebrow at this, asking you if you were okay once he reached the front porch. Although you said you were doing quite fine and mostly excited to see everyone there, it wasn’t like that inside. You didn’t want to show your face yet because he looked extraordinarily breathtaking compared to you! 

As if he could read your mind through the thick door hesitantly shutting over and over again, he shot you an assuring look from the window. “Hey, it’s fine! I’m not going to judge you, I never do and you of all people should know that.” Yes... you knew that through and through. But it was Soobin! You looked like a hot mess compared to him, so how the hell was he going to miss judging you when you stepped out? The least you could do was purse your lips and agree to come out. Refusing him clearly wasn’t the best option either because where else were you going to go anyway?

First, you took a couple of seconds to calm yourself down. You couldn’t look like a rumbling dishwasher with bubbles pouring out when you came out for him! A few breathes would have to do for now, not like you were going to choke as soon as he saw you. Then, boldly stepping out of the entryway, you glared at the ground so that he couldn’t see your eyes. The heels that you hid in your closet now clattered against the cement. You actually liked them, you just didn’t know when to wear them. To add to the effect, you brushed your hair back while bashfully looking up at him. It wasn’t meant to be innocent or whatever you called it, but Soobin thought you looked gorgeous when you appeared from out of the doorway.

His breath hitched in his throat causing him to struggle letting out his initial thought.

“Sweet pea, you look absolutely stunning tonight...”

You squeezed your hands together that laid gently against your stomach. How were you supposed to respond to that when you were freaking out inside? After clearing your throat you giggled a little bit, scratching your head. “Uh, thank you?” You bit your bottom lip. He shouldn’t have said that, you felt like a fool as you felt yourself shy away from him. 

Plastering on an awkward smile, you nodded your head. He was staring at you now, his mouth parted a little as if he was pleasantly surprised seeing you in your favorite clothes. You hadn’t worn them before in front of him since you thought they would look terrible on you, but his reaction begged to differ.

There was this confident part of you, but at the same time you wanted to jump off a bridge and never be seen again. You were a fool for falling in love with your one and only best friend, there was no doubt, really. Because if he kept looking at you like that, you weren’t sure if you could hold on much longer...

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Arriving there, you could see hundreds of juniors and seniors mixed together! Your eyes widened from the sheer amount of people that could be fit into a room. They looked so carefree and giddy, what you would give to experience that happiness with your new friends... at the same time though, it made you feel a bit melancholy too. The situation reminded you of your first memories with Sunhye and Soobin. Who would’ve known that the students who secretly despise and talk about each other behind their backs could have fun and mess around in one room being civil? You hoped it would be the same case for you and your old friend today, if you ever saw her. 

Not even one foot into the gymnasium, Soobin tapped on the back of your shoulder. His expression was eerily different, and you were going to ask him what was wrong. He cut you off with his own words. “Hey, I’m going to go the bathroom, okay? I’ll be right back!” But he told you on the way that he didn’t need to use the bathroom because he used it earlier. 

Your shoulders became tense at what you were suspecting, for it wasn’t right to think that way. You gave up in a few seconds. Your brain was too curious to pass up on an opportunity like this! Something was up with him today. It felt suspicious seeing him with this tight grin on his face that you’ve never seen before. You wondered if anything was wrong, but didn’t decide on saying anything until he came back. 

Nodding, you waved a quick goodbye hoping that he would be back soon. You swore if he didn’t save you from all of these partying students, you were going to-

“Y/N! Did you hear me?!” The music was blasting so he assumed you couldn’t make out a word he said. Fortunate enough, that took you out from your little thought bubble. 

“Yeah sure, Bin! I’ll be at the dance floor probably, so find me there!” 

Watching as he disappeared into the direction of the men’s bathroom, you chose to go over to the dance floor like you promised. Being in the corner of the place wasn’t fun when there were couples making out. You rolled your eyes upon seeing them playfully pin each other to the wall, your mind wandering to that one girl that intentionally toyed around with every boy to get Soobin’s attention. But you promised yourself that this night would be fun, the one where you would have the time of your life! “Hopefully, she won’t ruin anything today,” you whispered under your breath... “this day is supposed to be perfect, only me and Soobin; that’s all.”

You weren’t looking where you going as you searched for the party floor, failing to notice the boy that had been waiting for you in front. 

It all started with an apology before the unfortunate but sweet events went down that night.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!”

Your eyes darted to the drink, and you facepalmed yourself. You almost got spilled with a drink of punch from a stranger! Wow, well aren’t you stupid as hell for not watching your steps?! Glancing up from the place where you almost got “drenched,” you made eye contact with the person that unbeknownst to you, purposefully stood in your way so that you would notice them. In many ways or another, they supposed. 

“G-gyu?” Your hands went up to cover your mouth in surprise, and he chuckled at your adorable, little habit. 

“Fancy seeing you here, princess, because I’m here to ask you: may I have this dance?” He held out his hand towards you, waiting for an answer. 

Recognizing that voice right away, you looked up to see Beomgyu under the soft glow of the golden light overhead. The way his black suit hugged every curve of his body easily made you realize how breathtaking he could be. Red alerts of suspicion flashed over and over in your head, but something about saying yes was so damn right. Just taking a good look at him was enough to make your cheeks turn to all shades of pink. You had to admit it; Beomgyu looked absolutely dashing in that suit. He cleaned up pretty well from his usual messy hair that somehow enhanced his beauty, but now you could see why most of the student population had a fat, juicy crush on him.

Once you realized that you were staring at him, you looked away in another direction before muttering a quick yes only the two of you could hear. “Fine, Gyu. You may have this dance,” you mocked.

Just like that, he pulled you into the place where everyone was having the time of their lives.

You giggled once you stepped onto the dance floor, your heart gradually pumping blood faster than you could’ve ever imagined. 

The first songs started off as everybody getting hyped, it was truly a time to remember. You never thought you could laugh with Beomgyu like you did before, but you did. Smiling so wide with him was like nostalgia, you missed the feeling so much. It was bittersweet sure, but... something about spending time with him is so beautiful.

Maybe if you told him that you liked Soobin earlier than perhaps everything would be like this.

The next song though, it struck a blow to your thoughts. Crazy enough, that next song was the one the two of you thought as “your song” a year ago. Crazy for You by Madonna was simply a magical song with him as it slowly started to crescendo all throughout the gym. Before you knew it, you were having a slow dance with your “enemy” whose giggles sent butterflies intensely fluttering in your stomach. The boy sent you an affectionate glance as he pulled you closer to him. You easily obliged. He allowed you to loosely wrap your arms around him, encircling his neck while he hesitantly laid his hands on your waist. You tensed up at the sudden contact before melting into his warm, comforting touch. Consider it strange, but you never knew how gentle he could be with you now after that whole situation. 

The comfortable silence between you was one that you found to be relaxing instead of awkward. Heck, being with him was a moment you would never trade for the world. As the lights shone down on the two of you, you felt like the main character in a story where after all terrible things happened, everything would bring you to a serene place like this. Just you in Beomgyu’s embrace while he gently rocked you back and forth was enough to bring you peace. A few seconds later, he whispered into your ear. 

“Hey... I need to tell you something. It’s really important, so whenever you’re ready-” you laid your head on his shoulder, softly shutting your eyes. His familiar cologne overwhelmed the senses of your nose gracefully, causing you to breathe in a scent of satisfaction. You felt complete. “Gyu, it’s okay. Just let me dance with you this once.”

Beomgyu’s eyes widened, for that was not what his mind pushed him to ask. He thought that you were kidding or something, but there was a peaceful smile on your face while you rocked back and forth. He convinced himself that he would never be able to give you what you wanted which was happiness. Yet right now you were happy in his arms, and that’s what he’d been desiring for a year now. 

What he desired much more though, was in the palm of his hand. 

Now, his head was crying all the answers he was searching for quite a while. Endlessly roaming through the scorching sand of the desert while he sought for a drink did not matter because you were the sea right there. Something must’ve snapped in his mind because he should’ve known this long before- long before he got to blame you. 

He’s in love with you. Irrevocably, truly, and incredibly genuine, he fell deep in love with you whether he realized it earlier in his heart or not. 

Clearly thinking about it as he waltzed with you, the signs were there the whole time since knowing you. There was the way his heart pranced in circles when he saw you strolling down the hallway, juggling heavy books in hand. There was the desperate need to see you after making a terrible mistake of ignoring you for a week. There was the jealousy of seeing you with the one that looked so much better than you, but he didn’t want to admit it. There was love, so luminous that it could blind him if not for the fact that he was already blind for not acknowledging his feelings.

But now was the time to man up. Now was the time to tell you what he truly felt because he could no longer stand seeing you upset because of him. He needed to profess his feelings sooner or later, but this was the perfect time. Here with you encased in his embrace, he was desperate to to let you know that he loves you so damn much to the point it hurts whenever he sees you with Choi Soobin. 

Commotion from the other students fangirling about the new couples didn’t seem to faze either of you, but what caught your ear were the yells about a tall boy with raven hair dancing with one of his old best friends. At first you didn’t care about it since you were with someone who made you happy regardless, but in the middle of it you heard three or four familiar names. Including yours. You peeked out from Beomgyu’s shoulder to see what you called the love of your life and a formal friend waltzing together right underneath the colorful disco ball. They were on point... it was a very tall boy and his old best friend having the time of their lives. 

Hearing your heart shatter from inside your chest had to be the worst feeling you’ve ever experienced. It was inevitable that he would like somebody else, but it just had to be Sunhye. 

As if she knew you were staring, she looked over to you with a malicious glint in her feline shaped eyes. It was crystal clear that she was up to no good. Then without further notice, she swiftly planted her lips onto his so that you would obviously see. Her hands went over to cup the back of his head while she pulled him deeper in. The lump in your throat grew bigger each moment you laid your eyes on them. He must’ve been having such a good time if he wasn’t pulling away from those tainting lips... you felt the need to puke from staring at them for far too long. 

Snapping you from out of your trance, Beomgyu shook you a little bit. He had this worried look on his face but in your mind, you thought he was looking down on you. “Princess...? Is everything okay?” 

Suddenly, the thought pushed back in his mind about Sunhye’s plan came back about purposefully kissing Soobin where you could see. His heart dropped to his stomach like yours just seconds earlier.

Shit... you must’ve seen what happened. 

Feeling the tears well up in your eyes was enough to push yourself away from Beomgyu. He was going to bring you back in to counteract your action, but when you started on your heels- clamping your hand over your mouth so that you wouldn’t make any sounds, he knew the gravity of the situation was much more serious than anything he’s ever witnessed...

Inside his head, he cursed himself for not telling you earlier and getting caught up in his feelings while holding you. But before he could tell you the whole story, you had already disappeared into the entanglement of sandwiched student bodies practically gossiping about you. Now your heart was completely broken and he didn’t know how to pick up the missing pieces that belonged to Soobin.

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“Stop it, Beomgyu! Just stop acting like you care about me. I want to be alone!” Doing the best you could to run in high heels, it came no surprise that you stopped under the streetlight by the gymnasium building. Your ankles were burning with each step you took, and damn how much you wanted to tell that boy following you to piss off!

Ceasing your sprinting footsteps to an abrupt stop, you faced the boy who chased after you. “I said, stop!”

He didn’t want to listen to your request, shaking his head frantically. 

“Y/N, please listen to me this once. I know I haven’t been the best person towards you, but you need to believe me!”

You glared at him.

“You must’ve not heard me right. I said leave me alone, that’s my only wish.”

He inched closer to your heaving body, trying to calm you down from what you had witnessed a few minutes ago. He understood the pain well, so he didn’t want anyone especially you to go through something like that. “Y/N... you know Soobin would never do that,” he reached for your hand but you harshly pulled it away from him.

“And you’re telling me this for what? You think I’m going to forgive you after what you’ve done to me? I don’t want to hear your voice, so just- just scram!”

Your chest heaved up and down from how desperate you were running, and Beomgyu felt the same trying to keep up behind you. With the last bit of energy last, he shut his eyes- afraid to see you upset again. He hated seeing you cry no matter what the reason was.

“No, please don’t let me go. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for doing all the things I’ve pulled. I haven’t been the best of a friend to you since I believed what I shouldn’t have. It’s not your fault; I’m the one that jumped into conclusions...”

You scoffed at his apology. If he was going to say sorry, he should’ve done it earlier because you claimed all of this as bull. “So now you’re acting nice to me? After all of the shit you pulled? How am I going to know that you’re actually being genuine to me? Like, seriously! Pick a side!”

“I like, wait! Give me a few seconds before I-” instead of dealing with the pain on your own accord, you hit him in the chest, interrupting what he was going to say. Tears were streaming down your cheeks as you punched him over and over in the chest. So hurt to deal with what was happening, you let out all your anger, begging him for the answer on why everything had to go wrong for you. “You what?! Spit it out already, I’ve been waiting months for you to say something! YOU HATE ME AND I- I... still, fucking want you to be my lover or maybe even a friend after all this time...”

With one last punch aimed at his chest, you threw out a fist only to be restrained by Beomgyu’s strong hands clutching your arms.

In one swift push, he pinned you against the wall, a stern expression on his face. You were instantly silenced by his outburst, your heartbeat becoming faster from how close you were to him. What was he doing or better yet, what was he going to do?! You didn’t know- you were more focused on the fact that you was close enough to feel his breath fanning on your lips. The expression on his face as he glared you down told you everything.

Frankly, he was tired of hiding everything. The opposite meaning of his words, his thumping heart as he chose to get closer to you, and most especially what he truly felt for you. You were as oblivious as Soobin not knowing your own feelings that it become so exhausting. He had to tell you now or else he swore he was going to burst! 

He shut his eyes tight, afraid that you would judge him once he told you everything. Words that he could no longer control endlessly flowed out of his mouth, and he had enough of it. 

“I... I like you too, Y/N! Can’t you see my feelings?! Every day, it’s just push and pull of wanting to kiss you, but you don’t want to acknowledge any of the signs that I send you! That’s why I’ve been so mean. And I know it’s not an excuse, it sounds stupid as hell, even to me. But I felt so scared because you only love Soobin, I didn’t really have a chance in the first place.”

Your jaw dropped... did he just confess? That he likes you? Beomgyu likes you???

His expression softened up a little bit once he stopped ranting, seeing the shocked look on your face. He gulped down the lump in his throat, cupping your cheeks as delicately as he could. His eyes were completely vulnerable while he tried to memorize every detail, to the way your eyelashes fluttered seeing him like this, to the way your mouth screwed shut as his eyes trailed to your lips. He said he couldn’t control his feelings towards you- well shit, he didn’t want to control them anymore. “I said, I like you. I really really like you, okay? The truth is out, and now you know.”

“Beomgyu, I-” suddenly, he firmly pressed his lips against yours, cutting you off short from your sentence. You were caught off guard but soon responded back eagerly, relishing in the way his pillowy lips glided easily into yours. Soon, the train of surprised thoughts stopped flowing, and you felt like you were on top of the world. A feeling of euphoria, you had to call it. You never realized how sweet and soft his lips could be until now. It was simply meant to be... Beomgyu kissing you as you slid down against the wall with him following suit. 

Surprisingly, he was gentle with you while his hand danced over your cheek to caress your jaw. He chuckled in between kisses, reciprocating the same passion you were showing. You swore that his lips were sweeter than any dessert you’ve ever tasted, but it was much better than those delicacies. It was a lie to say that you didn’t like it because... wow. He was amazing. 

Deepening the kiss, your hands traveled to the back of his head to tug at his surprisingly fluffy hair. At this point, you didn’t care if anyone saw- you just needed more. You never wanted this moment to end, for it felt like pure bliss. You got what you wanted at last which meant Beomgyu, himself... but you guessed you jinxed it because you needed some air. You slowly started to pull away, a string of saliva connecting the two of your lips together. 

Pulling away to gasp for the need of air too, Beomgyu breathlessly laughed as he affectionately nuzzled his forehead against yours. “So I take it that you like me too?” You didn’t respond to that one question, and Beomgyu was too caught up in the heat of the kiss earlier to notice.

When he was about to dive back for more, his action was unfortunately ceased by the yells of none other than Choi Soobin. 

“Y/F/N! CHOI BEOMGYU!”

Hearing his voice forced you to jump up from your spot on the chilly ground. Your legs moved on by themselves even though you were ankles were scorching hot inside. Beomgyu helped you up as soon as he saw the panic rush onto your face. Crap, he should’ve known to take you home instead... maybe then he could kiss you some mo-

“Y/N! Are you okay?!” Soobin rushed over to your side, placing his hand over your back as you accidentally choked on your own spit. Your breath had caught in your throat, and you started to cough hysterically as if you had run an exhilarating race. Disbelief had completely taken over your mind at what you had just went through, but you felt so alive- so happy that you finally got to kiss him. Still, there was this ounce of disappointment that told you he was toying with you again. That’s one thing that you didn’t want to know because... somehow, a tiny sliver of your heart from before led you to believe that you shared the feelings as well.

“I need to explain everything that you saw. It wasn’t what it looked like.” There was worry clearly written all over his face, judging by the way he sprinted towards you with hasty feet. He was panting as he placed his hands on his knees to calm down the pace of his breath. 

He glanced at Beomgyu whose eyes looked so vulnerable under the soft yellow glow of the streetlight. His lips were in a permanent curve as if he was over the clouds about something, he noticed. Then he took a good look at you. You had a small smile on your face that he recognized as familiar since you had shown it a lot for him. It meant that someone was making you feel flustered or “soft” as you called it, but only he was able to do it! Not even the playboys in class that hit on anybody they laid their eyes on. 

In response, your fingers grazed over Beomgyu’s. You were going to say something, but Soobin had taken away that opportunity. “Come on, Y/N,” Soobin snarled once he saw you reach over to Beomgyu’s hand.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“Wait, Bin! I need to say something to Beomgyu; he told me something important.” He looked down to see you put on the sweetest look you could muster. This time your puppy eyes didn’t work on him. He knew it. The fact that a seed of jealousy had already sprouted throughout his chest, turning into an ugly flower of envy each time you shared a new, bold moment with another boy other than him made him feel sick to his stomach. He admitted it from the inside of his head; he didn’t want you to talk about his friend anymore. However, the red sirens in his head had told him that it wasn’t right that he was keeping you away from Beomgyu.

Then again, he was the one that brought great damage to your heart so what he was doing was correct! He couldn’t see you cry anymore because of that one boy, he wouldn’t be able to stand it any longer... but it wasn’t a good thing to keep you from forgiving someone...

His conscience was clouded with too many thoughts ranging from the right thing to do, to being selfish for his own feelings, yet the latter was clearly winning. He despised you being with Beomgyu. 

Soobin scoffed, not allowing your quaint request to get through the stiff boulder of his head.

“Like what? We need to get you home, so you have to talk to him tomorrow okay?” He had instantly clasped your hands into his upon hearing this and tugged you along the sidewalk, a frown permanently settled on his face. Anymore of this back and forth and his brain would explode of all of his values. 

You just sighed, acknowledging what Soobin had said was right. His grip got tighter when you mumbled a few words of a farewell to Beomgyu. You needed time anyway, but a whole night wasn’t good enough to sort everything out either. It was best to stay away from him for now so that you could figure out what your heart had truly desired for. 

Beomgyu just nodded at you, running his fingers through the tresses of his hair. It didn’t look like it, but he was breaking every second the more he looked at how you reassuringly smiled at the boy holding your hand. Well at least he was able to get a kiss, but Soobin had a huge advantage, being your crush for years now. The two of you looked absolutely perfect together! If you became a couple, he wouldn’t be surprised but instead bittersweet (mostly the bitter though) because you obviously deserved someone much better than this mess of inevitable love. It seems that he lost his chance to be with the love of his life. 

From what you had assumed though, you thought that he was giving you time to think about his words. But at the same time, you didn’t know what to think, honestly. 

How could you possibly choose when you liked both of them? 

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hi can i pls get Anything abt mr. ryunnosuke tanaka 🥺

omg yes 🥺 love my man Ryu. I ended up doing hcs for this bc I had so many ideas lol

warnings: mentions of nosebleed

strangers->friends->crush w/ Tanaka Ryuunosuke

so you "meet" on the train. you've just started additional test prep classes before and after school and it happens to line up with the times of his morning and evening practices :0

he thinks you look familiar but also he thinks you're cute 👉👈 so you catch him staring a few times and he tries to play it cool

see: fails to play it cool like he'll start whistling or lean against a pole and slip falling into another patron 🤦‍♀️ which makes you smile bc aw & it breaks the intimidating impression he gives off

so one time during winter otw to school you notice him sniffling a bunch and then his nose starts bleeding bc of the dry air ;) hey plot convenience

and bc you were watching him you immediately pull a bunch of tissues out of your bag and shove them in his face

Tanaka broke uh oh

stuttering mess poor bby this is not how he wanted any first conversation to go smh just says the most ridiculous things in a very loud voice

you laugh at his flustered state bc it juxtaposed how he looks so much and oop he died

he finds out you go to karasuno too and you're a second year like him and he's like oH that's why you looked familiar

so you tell him about the extra classes you're taking and he's like 0.0 bc o shit that means you're smart

you end up walking to school from the train stop together yk and he's surprised how easy it is to talk to you?? Like don't get me wrong he's still stumbling over every other word and saying dumb shit and lowkey hiding his blush behind the tissues bc omfg a girl is having a conversation with him

once vb comes up he turns into Cocky Ryu™ talking abt how he's a starter and a wing spiker which is the coolest position and other bragging stuff like that

and you find it refreshing to talk to someone like him bc you're mostly stuck with academic types first thing in the morning and his energy is just so,,much in a good way tho

and he's actually funny. and a dork. and you did not expect this😳 it's also entertaining to see how quick he switches from braggart badass to flustered mess at the most random things you say dirty minded ryu hello

Then at school you part ways and Tanaka goes over to the lil second year squad who are lit rally 👁️👄👁️

Nishi: "rYUUUU??!? Whomst?!??!" yk

and his poor brain finally processes and he is non functioning

you hear screaming in the distance

so you guys actually talk after that ! Mostly you tbh bc sometimes he feels too dumb to talk to you, but he doesn't let it get to him, mental stability king that he is, so he just enjoys being around you. Also likes to watch your mouth move bc he's just like that lets be honest here

Tanaka be talking about you all the time tho. Like his teammates actually want to strangle him whoops. Not like it's the first time he's had a girl obsession but like once he's done thirsting (yk it's true) he starts talking about your personality with the same enthusiasm and his teammates are 👀⁉️

meanwhile you mention him to your friends and they tell you all these rumors and stories about how he's a gang and a delinquent and all that and internally you're just: "that guy? the one that couldn't form a sentence or stop blushing when I gave him a tissue and nerds out over volleyball? that guy?? sounds fake but ok"

Then after encouragement/begging from Ennoshita he asks you (aka screams) to help him study, then immediately tacks on a "andtheothersecondyearsontheteam I mean only if you want to actually imma jump off the train now"

"Tanaka no it's moving. Also I'd love to"

You are the queen. They all love you. Nishi worships you, Ennoshita is grateful for your very existence bc even if you're not academically savvy you still know lots about studying materials and exam stuff from your classes! and they actually listen when a girl tells them

meanwhile Tanaka is a weird combo of smug, flustered, and 😍

anytime you express any doubt in yourself or your future/talent/etc Tanaka immediately turns into Hype Man Tanaka ™

negativity?? insecurity?? who are they??? the concept that you are any less than perfect INCONCEIVABLE

sidenote Tanaka would be the best hype man in haikyuu change my mind

even though he's not always the best with words (he'll apologize for that) his sincerity and genuine lovebelief in you is enough 😌

oop yea you got a crush you realize that now

one time after you were talking about your horrible day on the train home and like usual, he bashes anyone who made it worse and gets mad or sad or whatever with you before cheering you up like normal

and then you give him a kiss on the cheek😳 "Thanks Ryu"

TanakaRyuunosuke.exe has stopped working. Hard reset required.

LIKE his heart is so tender and his brain didn't even comprehend that you could feel that way?? But what if it was a kind gesture?? Nothing more??

cue Overthinking Tanaka™

and he misses his freaking train stop poor bby

can barely function around you anymore 😔🥺 lowkey you feel bad bc maybe you overstepped and he didn't like you that way? you knew he liked their manager etc so now you're overthinking aaaa

then one day he says it

"Y/N!!! I like you a lot!! If we go to nationals I'm taking you on a date!!!!"

you: 👁️👄👁️

also you: "yesomfg I believe in u" (yall the type of couple that hypes each other i-)

and we all know how that bet goes😌

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this is so long omfg I don't know how to add a read more on mobile rip

I rlly should've written this as a scenario but o well 💕 I hope you liked it!

[spencerspecifics]

Okay i got this idea while talking to @criminalmindsvibez earlier and I just h a d to write it out

Imagine: the team taking one of those “teamwork building” days during the fall and Hotch has no clue what the team could do together to build their teamwork morale because they’ve literally had to save each other from murderers in a time sensitive manner so like??? Wtf are they supposed to do? Solve a jigsaw puzzle? So Garcia gets the task of figuring out what to do and she decides pumpkin patch/corn maze because fuck it. It’s fall.

-they get to the pumpkin patch, immediately Rossi is like “I don’t need to buy a pumpkin. It’ll end up rotting on my doorstep”

- Garcia points out that doesn’t help the team morale so he better quiet down

-he shuts up, they get inside the farm area and the entire team is just sorta standing around cuz when is the last time any of them went to a patch??? They aren’t sure of where to start. There’s stands that sell apple cider and hot coco and kettle corn and there’s some hinky dinky country music playing in the background. It’s nice but they have no clue where to start

-Garcia decides to take over, because fuck it, she got put in charge of this, and Hotchner looks like a fish out of water. Put him in a beauracratic setting and the man knows how to operate, but this? He looks so lost, it’s almost funny. Garcia’ll command this group of idiot life savers.

- she decides the team should start in the corn maze, that sorta helps the team morale. They gotta find a way to get out, after all. Spencer doesn’t want to go in until he sees a map of it, though, so he can check where they are. So they have to awkwardly go to an employee and ask where the map of the corn maze is located

-Derek finds it in a pamphlet that the employee handed to him, he gave it over to Spencer, who gladly accepts it and stares at it for what feels like two seconds before being like “ok let’s go”

-even though finding that damn map took like ten minutes because the pumpkin patch has so many customers so employees are all over the place. So everyone is like “goddamnit dude” at spencer before moving ahead into the maze

- Derek and Garcia take the lead, Spencer in the middle, then J.J. and Emily towards the back, with Hotch and Rossi in the very back.

-Hotch doesn’t wanna have to take charge of how to get through the maze unless absolutely necessary

-J.J. and Emily just end up having some very much needed girl talk while Garcia and Derek bicker about which way to go

- “Get a babysitter so we can have a girls night” “I’ll do that when you call that hot british dude that you met at the bar last week back” “I don’t need him. I have Sergio.” “Cats don’t replace real relationships with people, emily.”

-meanwhile Derek and Garcia aren’t sure which way to go. “Let’s take a left.” “No, we just went that way. We should take a right.” “That just keeps us in the middle, doll ” “isn’t that what we want?!”

-Meanwhile, the entire time, Spencer has been thinking of the turns and loops and steps they’ve taken and calculated exactly where within the maze they are based on the map

-Eventually Spencer takes charge, after Derek made them take two dead end turns, “Guys- no, we’re towards the edge of the maze. The quickest way to the end is through the center, so we need to go back and take two rights, then a left.”

-Hotch and Rossi are just walking through in silence for the most part, taking in the scenery around them. The crisp autumn air, it’s nice. They do break their silence for conversations. They speak about Jack’s upcoming soccer game, and how tiring it can be to work with children.

- “I’ve never been more grateful that my three ex wives and I never ended up with kids- god, it’s enough going to see Jack’s stuff and help coach the team.” “You have no obligation to show up if you don’t want to, Dave. If it’s too much I understand.” “Aaron, I would rather get arrested for a murder I didn’t commit and convicted before leaving Jack’s games.”

-Garcia ends up falling back with the girls, where the conversation shifts to Prentiss talking about how much the corn maze reminds her of the children of the corn movie

-“ew! Why did you have to say that! All their parents end up dead! That’s so sad!” “Garcia, it’s the corn that reminds me of the movie” “Well duh- we’re in a cornfield! But don’t think about that movie. Think about something nicer.”

-Prentiss is drawing a blank on nice fall themed things, so J.J. pipes up with “what about that Charlie Brown movie?” Garcia points out that doesn’t take place in a corn field

-“well. Only corn field movie that’s coming to mind is children of the corn.” So emily continues to talk a bit about it to J.J., all while making Garcia want to run away because “Ew no it’s such a sad movie! Let’s talk about something nicer!”

-Meanwhile Derek and Spencer are solely up front, Spencer is using that big dumptruck of a brain of his to know exactly which turns to take. Derek’s just walking alongside him, trying to weasel from flirting into conversation casually

-“how about after this I get you some cider, pretty boy?” “Do you know cider on average has to ferment for fifteen days?” Spencer isn’t really listening, if that isn’t already obvious. He heard what Derek said, but he’s just thinking of every next twist and turn they have to take to get out. So he isn’t very conversative

-meanwhile the girls have changed conversation topics to what kind of pumpkins J.J. should get Henry (this conversation change was obviously brought on by Garcia) “you should get him a cute tiny one! That would be so adorable” emily on the other hand is saying to get one bigger than him “wouldn’t it be funny to have a pumpkin taller than henry?”

-J.J. doesn’t know which size pumpkin she’ll get for Henry. But she lets emily and Garcia sway her opinion in both directions, because a comically large pumpkin would be funny. But one as small as Henry would be adorable

-meanwhile the old men duo in the back are still just enjoying their walk. Hotch had mentioned how Jack would’ve loved to come to the patch, before silence fell over them again. Rossi asked a few moments later if Hotch knows if jack’s school would be taking a field trip to the patch, “I’m not sure. I’m assuming they will.” Rossi doesn’t say anything more, but he secretly plans on double checking that, emailing the school, and explaining that he and Hotch would like to be volunteers on the trip. He’d like to see that happen.

-Derek hasn’t fully given up on his flirting game with Spencer. But he’s holding off for now, as Spencer is way too focused on the maze layout. So much so that he started mapping out in his mind where the best spot to place a body would be as an unsub. “If someone was to drop a body in here- the ideal location would be the upper left sides second dead end. Geographically, it’s the farthest point from landmarks and least traveled area within the maze.”

-Garcia hears that and butts in, “No murder talk! No dead body talk- there is no dead body! Today is supposed to be a good day! Shut off your brain for one day, Spencer”

-Spencer doesn’t say anything more about the best spot within the maze to dump a body, though Derek is sure Spencer is bored and thinking out a billion separate scenarios within the maze. Mazes were good for hiding and concealing things, after all

-Garcia accidentally mishears Spencer’s directions of “turn left” and she walks directly into the wall of corn that the maze is made out of

-the team all stops for a second to help her untangle herself out of that before promptly laughing at her

-ok Derek and emily laugh the most, emily tells her to steal an ear of corn “It’s not like they’d miss it. It could be compensation for running into it”. J.J. and Spencer sorta stand there chuckling a lil bit, Hotch and Rossi are more like “as long as you’re all good we should continue on” but they had little smiles on their faces too

-They finally get out! The employees at the exit are like “good job, that was very fast!” And everyone on the team is like “thanks we tried” meanwhile Spencer is standing there thinking “no y’all didn’t I did it cuz I memorized the maze smh”

-the team stays as a unit after that. It wasn’t on purpose, but they all had the same thing in mind, the pumpkin patch

-they walk over there, it’s not too far, immediately Spencer makes his way over to the large containers of pre-picked pumpkins, gourds, thise tiny as hell pumpkins, those white pumpkins, and those red pumpkins. He’s one second away from grabbing a pumpkin at random from the container so he can grab a pumpkin and go, when Derek is like “Hey man what are you doing? You’re not picking from the patch”

-Spencer then has to awkwardly explain how the only times he ever went to the pumpkin patch was in elementary school before he skipped ahead grade wise and the kids in his class made fun of him that day really bad. Like they called him names and left him “trapped” in the corn field (tho he had seen a map and was able to figure his way out easily that time.) and so whenever he has to buy a pumpkin he just gets them from the grocery store because he gets anxious at the thought of coming to a pumpkin patch

-immediately the entire team is like “wtf man you should’ve told us!!! Do you want to leave??? We should leave” and Garcia is immediately like “Spencer I am so sorry oh my god I didn’t know” and he has to sorta awkwardly be like “No it’s ok. I wanted to come. I want to try and get a better memory than last time.”

-Derek pats him on the back for that, “You’ll get much better memories this time, I promise. But let’s get a pumpkin from the actual patch instead of from these containers”

- Derek makes it his soul mission to make sure spencer now has an amazing time in the pumpkin patch. So he stays with him the entire time as they walk around, inspecting pumpkins for just the right one

-meanwhile the girls are looking at the biggest pumpkins possible. Namely Prentiss, she wants to get a big one. “Can you even out that out front of your apartment door?” “I don’t know but I’ll make sure it stays until it rots”

-Hotchner is busy looking for a pumpkin he could bring home for jack to carve, though he does guess that jack would be making his way to the pumpkin patch with his class too. It couldn’t hurt to have a third pumpkin to carve.

-Rossi doesn’t want a pumpkin, he’s already decided that they’re messy and smelly and he doesn’t even like pumpkin seeds or pumpkin pie enough to warrant the mess of cutting and getting the pumpkin guts out. So he just stands and watches

-Garcia notices that immediately and is so not happy with that “you’re serious about not getting a pumpkin?” “I told ya” “ughhh Rossi- you could get a tiny one!” “I don’t wanna carve and deal with a mess” “you don’t have to carve a tiny one!”

-“what’re you thinking pretty boy?” Derek asked Spencer, who had been staring down the same pumpkin for like two minutes, which was definitely unusual. Spencer doesn’t answer, leaning down and picking the pumpkin up instead. “Does it have any abrasions on it?” He asked Derek, as he turns it over in his hands to inspect it. “Not that I can see, no”

-Spencer decides on this pumpkin, and they find some wheelbarrows provided by the farm to put his pumpkin in, they give Hotch the duty of rolling the wheelbarrow around as they meander away from the rest of the group

-Spencer then is like “oh shit. Wait Derek. Your pumpkin. We need to find you one.” Derek just laughs a little bit and is like “I’ll find one lol but you gotta come with me” so Spencer agrees as they go to find one for Derek

-Garcia ends up nearby the tiny pumpkins, deciding to buy at least three to litter her front doorstep with

-she is so distracted she doesn’t even realize rossi making his way over. “You’re right. Those ones are way too small to carve.” He says, she just agrees, “Yes, so you should get some!! C’mon. Get that festive spirit.”

-Hotch shows up pushing the wheelbarrow from behind, listening to the tail end of rossi and Garcia’s bickering match. “You should get some, Dave. It would look nice.”

-That makes rossi cave. He mumbles out a “fine. The things I do for you all, I swear” before picking two up and putting them in the wheelbarrow, next to Spencer’s pumpkin.

-Garcia is b e a m I n g she is very happy with the fact she got this fall grinch into getting a pumpkin. So much so that she ends up getting a fourth tiny one, because damnit they’re too adorable.

-Hotchner still hasn’t found a pumpkin for him and for jack so he’s standing in the patch, still surveying like a lost old man. Garcia and Rossi end up helping him.

-Meanwhile J.J. and emily are looking through the medium sized pumpkins to find something for will and Henry. “I’m thinking a medium sized one, because then it’s sort of a mix of what you and Garcia said.” J.J. explained to Prentiss, who nodded along in agreement.

-the team is all pretty quiet at this point as they try to find their own pumpkins. Derek finds his, a large one that’s very vertically elongated. He takes it back to the wheelbarrow, with Spencer trailing along behind him.

-Hotch finds two round, smaller sized pumpkins. And he decides that those are his, they look great and would be easy enough to carve, so he grabs them up, getting them back into the wheelbarrow

-J.J. finds a medium sized pumpkin for Henry, and two smaller ones for her and will. Meanwhile Prentiss is like “Hey Jayge that Charlie Brown movie is applicable now since we’re in a pumpkin patch” Garcia hears that and is like “y e s good fall vibes yes”

-they finish up in the patch, everyone putting their pumpkins into the wheelbarrow as they head towards the checkout

-Derek pays for Spencer’s pumpkin, saying it’s not a problem

-Spencer literally can’t stop blushing at that even tho it’s the most mundane thing e v e r and it’s adorable

-the team gets their pumpkins sorted and paid, before taking the wheelbarrow back towards the stands that sell cider and hot coco and kettle corn.

-the girls go off to get hot chocolate, Dave and Rossi go to get some bags of kettle corn, and Derek and Spencer go get cider

-“If you make hot coco with anything but milk, it’s evil” “emily what about lactose intolerant people who use water?” “They’re on thin ice.”

-Spencer thanks Derek like five times in a row for helping him get a pumpkin and buying it “you didn’t have to-“ “you better stop talking before I buy you a cider too, pretty boy”

-Derek does buy him a cider in the end, which isn’t any surprise

-Dave and Hotch argue over which type of kettle corn is the best. “It’s caramel, Aaron. Why on earth would cheddar kettle corn be good?” “It’s savory as opposed to sweet, it’s better” “That doesn’t matter if it tastes bad!”

-Garcia ends up coaxing the hot coco barista lady into adding a shit ton of extra chocolate sauce and stuff to her drink

-so much so that it’s literally too sweet for her but she dug her grave she will fuckin lie in it like a winner

-J.J. and emily immediately make fun of her, “I can see the regret in your eyes!”

-the team finishes up buying their drinks, pushing the wheelbarrow out to the parking lot.

-“See, not so bad for a team morale building day after all!” Garcia says happily, she’s glad her idea was a success

-it was. The team is happy, they got hot sweet drinks and bags of delicious food, not to mention a shit ton of pumpkins they shove into the trunk of the SUV

-Spencer’s happy he made new memories at the pumpkin patch, Derek was just happy to help build those for him.

-Garcia’s happy her day went so well, emily is glad she got a pumpkin to carve, J.J.’s happy she got good pumpkins for will and Henry, Hotch is happy that he’s not stuck in a stuffy office building in an uncomfortable suit talking about another murder investigation, and Rossi is happy to be with his found family on a day out

-it was a good day at the pumpkin patch :)

[tartagilicious]

Hellooo- May I ask for a headcannon with the MLQC boys confronting dark MC perhaps? I just had the idea while taking a walk and think it’s an interesting ideas, do whatever you want! Have a lovely day! 💫

absolutely!! I kind of took this in a ‘here’s how they would react to her and why are they’re so mad at her’ direction,, so I hope it fits what you wanted okay!! while this does contain minor spoilers for when the boys reunite with the mc, I’m exempting shaw from this because of spoilers related to the main story. 

Lucien:

- im sorry I just love angsty lucien 

- he has very obviously expressed how he feels about the dark MC, and I’m 10000% positive that if he ever got the chance, he would kill her without hesitation

- hey, he only holds back because she’s connected to the mc. he couldn’t ever harm the woman he loves, and the dark mc mocks him for that. in her eyes, he’s pitiful for caring for her other self. 

- the dark mc is quite literally the root of all their problems, not to mention the reason that the mc was taken away from him in the first place. the mc’s disappearance put him in a state of shock and it’s very easy to see why this made him spiral, especially looking at this from the angle of what’s considered normal for him. 

- he was put in a spot where he fell in love with someone he was only supposed to be using, and even though he had stated the danger of staying with him many times, she had never stopped trusting him or believing in him. but then, the source of his colour and the woman he’s in love with was suddenly gone.  

- to say it all broke him would be an understatement, and knowing that everything that happened to him afterwards was a direct result of the dark mc, he knew exactly who to direct his frustrations at. 

- so yeah. he’d definitely have a bone to pick with her. and I doubt he’d be too reluctant to do so. 

- he’d talk to her calmly enough, but his tone would be cold, and his expression would have more of the anger/impatience that you would expect. 

Victor:

- yet again, I have no doubt that he would hesitate to kill her if given the chance

- when he was forced to ‘kill’ the mc, the aftermath was hell. he spent every day wondering if you were out there somewhere, whether you were actually alive as you’d promised you’d be or if things had failed and you really were dead.

- he wanted to trust you then when you said that you would live and come back to him, but he just didn’t know. it brought on unhealthy anxiety and crippling guilt knowing that if you were in a bad spot, it was him who sent you there.

- that’s why he’s so immensely surprised and happy when he meets you again, safe and sound apart from how you shiver due to the temperature at sea

- but regardless, it’s her fault that you had to go through what you did, and he’ll never forget that. 

- Victor shows little emotion in the dark mc’s presence because unlike lucien, who is well-trained in hiding his emotions yet had no desire to hide his bloodlust, his hostility is not so open. 

- the dark mc knows full well that he has reason to hate her, but is stifled by the way he talks to her as if nothing is wrong. the only things that suggests otherwise is his icy business tone and how he occasionally can be seen balling his fists at his sides

Gavin:

- he would have none of it, but I doubt he would kill her. It would probably bring him more satisfaction to put her behind bars, honestly — somewhere that she could never hurt you again

- I have no idea what the hell gavin was doing when the mc disappeared (probably working at NW or having some fun with his dad?), but I can assume that when he found out that the mc had gone missing, it broke him

- he had left you to protect you — to save you from your life-threatening injury, only to come back to you gone, and he was beyond pissed at whoever had taken you away. but the fact that he didn’t know anything pissed him off even more

- angry gavin is a rare sight, and it’s a scary one quite honestly. 

- not knowing what had happened to you made him not moody, but restless. he had every resource at his disposal working to find you, though he was never successful. maybe that’s why he volunteered to infiltrate an evol experimenting institute. we probably won’t ever know unless it’s released somewhere like rumour and secrets. maybe with his chapter 25-28 ssr?

- but yeah anyway

- you literally appeared out of nowhere, so I can’t imagine that the healing was immediate either. But thankfully, the moment you explained what had happened to you, he finally had someone to direct his anger onto.

- he would adopt his businessesque STF/NW expression when meeting with the dark mc (maybe for the first time? have they met?) and wouldn’t do anything irrational. he’d been planning this in his head ever since he could put a name to the person behind this mess.

- But, he’s still driven by emotions. 

- She monopolises on the fact that she can get under his skin without doing much at all, especially when taking her teasing and mocking personality into account

Kiro/Helios:

- has met the dark mc more, if not the most, than all the other guys. having both identities at his disposal, he gets around — not to mention his dealings with Black Swan, he’s just a generally all over the place kind of guy

- so of course, he’s run into her on more than one occasion. black swan headquarters, yishui street, etc

- your disappearance didn’t affect him directly for a while. he had heard that you were missing, but that took so long to register that he didn’t realise the weight of everything until he was standing in your dark and very much empty apartment (spare keys as kiro ^^)

- he thought that it was his fault immediately, even when he was aware of why you were missing and that it being his fault obviously doesn’t make much sense. he should’ve been there for you, if only you knew that he was helios, etc. the guy blamed himself hard.

- he makes himself believe that he could have saved you if things were different. if he wasn’t so afraid of being the person he wanted to be, then just maybe, you would still be standing next to him. 

- so it’s regrettable that when he comes back, he has to best around the bush with you. he can’t even hug you after not seeing you for six months because of a mission, smh

- if he ever met the dark mc again, I have no doubt helios would come into play no matter what he happens to look like at the moment. he has no sympathy for her whatsoever, and will never show her any emotion besides boredom or hostility. 

- snapping and sarcastic helios ✨

[blissedoutphil]

Knick-Knacks

scatter-brain-at-work:

They did their house together.. Prompts on buying cute knick knacks for their forever home?

Thank you for your prompts! Combined these 2 to make this lil fic to start the year, hope you all enjoy! :) Also, I’ve been here 4 years and still have the hardest time thinking up a title smh

1855 words of fluff & kisses uwu

or read on ao3!

“What are you doing?”

Phil felt the sofa dip next to him before his brain registered what Dan said, too focused on his laptop.

“You’re supposed to help pack,” Dan grumbled.

Phil gave a non-committal hum, earning himself a poke on the arm.

“Ow!” he glared at the object that jabbed his arm.

“If you don’t help me sort all the shit out, I’m gonna throw them all away,” Dan threatened, waving the pickle in his hand and pointing it at Phil threateningly.

“Not my yodelling pickle!” Phil tried to snatch the item from Dan, offended that Dan could even suggest such a thing.

Dan couldn’t help chuckling at Phil making grabby hands, all attempts at being stern gone. He glanced over at Phil’s laptop.

“I swear to god, Phil.”

“What? Don’t you think this is cute? I think we should-”

“If you buy it. I swear to god I’m gonna find the CEO of Wish and beg him to ban you from their website.”

Phil blinked at Dan in shock for a moment, before a smirk crept on his lips.

“Then I’ll just find stuff on Firebox instead.”

“Phil!” Dan yelled indignantly, “we’re supposed to be getting rid of stuff, not adding on to our pile of crap!! What happened to a ‘fresh start’? Didn’t we settle on minimalism? I’m not having yet another Useless Box on our shelves! I thought we agreed that having a clean space is-”

Phil giggled throughout Dan’s rant, unable to take Dan seriously with the way he was waving the pickle around while he monologued. He let Dan go off and patiently waited for his turn to finally speak.

“Yes I know I have a problem,” Phil admitted, “I promise I’ll help get rid of shit, but... you gotta agree with me that we need a new talking fridge pig?!”

“Our fridge pig is doing just fine,” Dan declared.

Phil sighed and leaned back into the sofa, staring at Dan. A small smile crept on his face.

“What?” Dan asked suspiciously.

Phil continued to just look at him. With the soft smile on his face and his wide adoring eyes like he’d never been happier in his life than in this moment when they were arguing about adding talking miniature animals for their refrigerator.

“Oh no,” Dan shook his head, despite feeling warmth bloom in his chest, “you’re not getting your way with your silly puppy dog eyes.”

“I wasn’t even doing anything!” Phil whined in protest, but his smile grew wider. And the warmth in Dan’s chest spread up to his cheeks.

“Okay okay,” Phil conceded, “I won’t get our poor lonely fridge pig a friend...”

Dan knew there was a condition before Phil even continued. He jabbed Phil’s arm with the dreadful pickle.

Phil giggled, Dan knew him too well. But he continued anyway.

“If I can get my dinosaur lamp a friend.”

Dan stared at him incredulously. Phil giggled even harder at Dan’s reaction, and switched tabs on his laptop to show Dan the triceratops figurine he found.

Phil’s eyes were still on his laptop when Dan attacked his side with the pickle.

“Hey!” Phil squeaked, but it tickled more than caused any hurt. And Phil couldn’t stop the high-pitched laugh that followed.

Dan poked him again, and grabbed his hands that came to protect his side.

“I’m gonna tickle you with this pickle if you don’t stop trying to fill our new house with useless things,” Dan threatened, going to poke Phil’s other side and making Phil squirm under his grasp.

“Dan stop,” Phil said in between laughter, attempting to free his wrists from Dan’s grasp and save his laptop from sliding off his lap.

“Not until you promise,” Dan persisted, moving the laptop to the couch before he started to full on tickle the side of Phil’s ribs, “to stop going on Wish!”

“If you don’t stop,” Phil struggled to speak, “I WILL buy those things!”

Phil was wheezing, feeling out of breath as he struggled under Dan’s relentless fingers. Dan was already sitting on his lap, effectively trapping him underneath with no escape. He tried freeing his hands from Dan’s, but Dan was somehow stronger.

Dan was sniggering along too, almost like he forgot why he started it and was just enjoying having Phil at his mercy. The yodelling pickle rolled off and onto the floor, forgotten.

There was only one solution, Phil thought, and he wasted no time. He craned his neck up and kissed Dan.

Dan groaned, but he couldn’t resist kissing back. At once, his tickling slowed. He was never good at multi-tasking if Phil was kissing him, and Phil knew it. He pulled back quickly.

“Nuh-uh, you’re not gonna distract me like that,” Dan chided, giving Phil a deserved poke.

“But that will distract me from Wish,” Phil puckered his lips, “better than the pickle tickles!”

Dan narrowed his eyes. He lets Phil get his way too much. But Phil knows exactly how to make Dan give in to him, and Dan doesn’t mind after all. Phil was still puckering his lips up at him, eyes wide and inviting.

So, with Phil’s wrists still in his grasp to be sure that Phil wouldn’t take revenge on him, he gave in and kissed Phil.

Phil’s fingers twitched with the need to touch Dan, so he compensated by kissing Dan harder, licking into him when Dan parted his lips. Dan was leaned backwards by the sheer force of Phil kissing him.

“You know what would stop me from going on Wish?” Phil muttered when they finally broke their kiss.

“Stealing your laptop and phone?” Dan deadpanned.

“No,” Phil smirked, barely able to contain his laughter before he even made his joke, “if you tickled my pickle.”

Dan’s mouth fell, rendered speechless by Phil’s humour, “I-”

Phil couldn’t even breathe he was laughing so hard, so delighted by his own joke.

Dan huffed in disbelief at what he just had to hear.

“Just for saying that, you’re not getting anything more!”

Phil knew Dan was feigning being offended since the corners of his mouth turning up gave him away.

Dan released his grip of Phil’s wrist to grab the yodelling pickle from the floor to throw it at Phil, but it was a mistake he should’ve seen coming. In an instant, Phil’s fingers were attacking his sides and reducing him to a squirming mess of laughter.

“Okay how about if I tickled your pickle?” Phil suggested in the most serious tone he could muster while poking Dan’s tummy.

“Stop saying pickle!!” Dan yelled in between breathless laughter.

Phil didn’t give him a chance to breathe at all. When he finally stopped the tickles he was back to kissing Dan.

“But I asked so nicely,” Phil persuaded, twitching his legs to get Dan off of him.

Dan shook his head fondly, getting up and pulling Phil up with him.

“Promise you won’t add more crap to our already huge pile of crap,” Dan murmured, walking backwards as he continued pulling Phil away from the couch and to their bedroom.

“Promise,” Phil answered, coming so close that Dan could feel his breath against his lips.

“And-” Dan abruptly paused when his heel hit a box on the floor. He carefully moved aside, still manoeuvring his way backwards.

“And promise to stop being on your laptop and help me with clearing all this mess! Just look!” Dan gestured to the minefield of boxes all over their apartment.

“I promiseeee,” Phil dragged out, chasing Dan’s lips to catch them between his own.

In hindsight, it was probably a bad idea for them both not to look where they were going. On the way to the room, the back of Dan’s legs hit about three boxes. Fortunately, Phil’s firm hold on his waist kept him from losing balance.

“Ohmygod-” Phil gasped, breaking their kiss when he almost slipped on some bubble wrap.

Dan laughed, finally it was Phil’s turn to trip up. But they were still going strong, almost reaching the bedroom already.

Their bedroom was bare besides the bed and one bedside drawer. And the miscellaneous crap on the floor that Dan was painstakingly sorting into ‘Throw’ or ‘Keep’ piles. And two empty boxes for the piles that he brought in before finding Phil chilling on the couch looking at Wish of all things.

In the heat of their moment, Dan had forgotten all about the piles on the floor. Phil continued walking Dan to the bed, his fingers already at the hem of Dan’s tshirt, ready to pull it off at any moment.

It all happened so fast that Phil had no time to catch Dan this time. He barely knew what happened; one moment he was mouthing at Dan’s jaw, and the next moment there was a loud thump as Dan left his grasp, a hurt noise from Dan, and a random metal ball rolling away from Dan’s foot.

“Wha-” Phil said, confused.

Dan groaned from the floor.

Phil reached his hands out to pull Dan up, brows knitted in confusion and worry.

“Why do you even have that ball?!” Dan griped as he got up with Phil’s help.

“I don’t even remember getting that,” Phil answered, finally taking in their surroundings.

The ‘Throw’ pile was strewn all around after Dan landed on it, with many items making their way to the ‘Keep’ pile.

“Fuck,” Dan lamented, “Now I gotta go through the pile again.”

“I’m sorry,” Phil felt guilty seeing all the things from his impulse buying habit.

He held Dan delicately like Dan was fragile, but also firmly like Dan could fall again at any moment. He gently sat Dan down on the bed.

“I promise I’ll help,” Phil said, more sincerely this time.

He immediately sat on the floor and looked at the ‘Throw’ pile - or what was left of it - wondering where to even begin.

“So all it took was for me to fall on my ass for you to help,” Dan remarked sarcastically, but he smiled when Phil looked at him apologetically.

Dan slid off the bed and joined Phil on the floor.

“No more tickling of pickles?”

Phil chuckled, but he shook his head.

“After I help you clear what you’ve started.”

Dan smiled, happy that Phil was finally helping, and they slowly went through the mess together.

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“Hey! You were gonna get rid of the cactus magnets?! How could you!!”

Dan shook his head in defeat. They’d already debated on whether to keep or throw - no, yeet, as Phil had insisted to call it - five other things prior.

“Maybe I should’ve done this on my own after all,” he sighed, “we’re never gonna be done.”

“Oh we’re gonna be done alright! There’s still unfinished pickle business after this!” Phil said with conviction.

Phil would never tell Dan that he thought Dan was a bad actor, because no matter how much Dan sounded annoyed or upset with Phil, he could never wipe the fond smile off his face.

“Fine we’ll yeet the magnets,” Phil sighed, before quietly adding, “I already bought new ones from Wish anyway.”

“Phiill!”