#this time it was triggered by my friend introducing me to the musical

[effen-draws]

Going to be cringe on main and admit this is the fourth time that I've hyperfixated on Death Note in my life... and by dear god, it gets stronger every time!!

[fob4ever]

i was at a bookstore yesterday that had a copy of the kerrang: living loud book that featured the FOB watergun fight article i've never seen transcribed anywhere so i made a transcript of it for archival purposes. enjoy! from kerrang, may 2005.

For a man staring down the barrel of a loaded gun while wearing just underpants, Fall Out Boy bassist Peter Wentz looks remarkably chipper. Especially when you consider the person about to unload in his face is guitarist and vocalist Patrick Stump, grinning madly despite the fact that fellow six-stringer Joe Trohman has a pistol to his temple. He in turn is firmly in the firing line of drummer Andy Hurley, cackling loudly with his finger hovering over the trigger.

Passers-by stop and stare, waiting for the inevitable, messy climax of this "Reservoir Dogs" scenario. The tension mounts, onlookers brace themselves, the band get ready to open fire. Suddenly it happens.

"Argh!" screams Wentz as several litres of icy water soak him. "That's fucking cold!"

No, Fall Out Boy aren't about to blow each other away, They're having a water fight for K!'s benefit in a car park at the Chicago stop on travelling punk circus Warped Tour, where they're knocking out their "softcore" wares ("We're basically a hardcore band that couldn't cut it as a hardcore band," laughs Wentz) on the main stage alongside big hitters like The Offspring, Avenged Sevenfold and My Chemical Romance. The Windy City is more than just another stop for them; Chicago is Fall Out Boy's hometown, the place where they formed out of the ashes of their old hardcore bands, and where they still live with their parents- who are here for today's show - during the few weeks of the year they're not on tour.

It all started for Fall Out Boy here in 2001 when the members wanted a break from playing in their various bands. Long time friends Wentz and Hurley got together with hardcore associate Joe Trohman to do something a bit less heavy. Following a conversation about avant-metallers Neurosis in a bookstore, Trohman introduced Stump to the rest of the band. When their other bands folded, they took on Fall Out Boy full time.

"We wanted to do things before we were ready," chuckles Peter Wentz fondly of the early days of DIY tours for the benefit of the one or two people who would show up. "We'd plan two-week tours, just to see the world. Nobody would book us, so we had to do it all on our own."

"A lot of bands have scenes to go into and surround themselves with those people," says Stump. "We had no scene, so we would just play anywhere, with whoever."

FOB have come a long way from their humble roots. Right now they're America's fastest rising band. Radio smash 'Sugar, We're Goin' Down' has placed them squarely in the mainstream, having spent three weeks as the Number One song on MTV's 'TRL', a prime-time show usually devoted to pop acts like Maroon 5 and Ashlee Simpson. So dizzying their Stateside assent has been, they had to cancel their recent European tour in order to play the MTV Music Video Awards, where they are also nominated for 'Sugar...'. Thankfully, FOB haven't let the screaming adoration turn them into big-headed twats.

"A piece of shit with legs on it could walk onto 'TRL' and people would still go crazy," laughs Wentz. "That stuff just goes straight by me. With the fast turnover in the music industry, how can anyone have an ego"

Andy Hurley chips in. "You can be today's main stage and tomorrow's trash."

That's to find out tomorrow, though. Today among the madness of trying to plan anything on the Warped Tour - stage times are decided daily by lottery - Fall Out Boy have to try and find time for hanging out with family and friends.

"Three weeks on Warped is like three months on a normal tour," says Peter Wentz.

"Home becomes like Atlantis on tour, you wonder if it actually exists after a while," adds Patrick Stump.

Now FOB are big stars, a lot of old 'friends' have been coming out of the woodwork. Joe Trohman and Peter Wentz have polarised views on those who didn't give a toss back in the day suddenly becoming your pal once you've made it.

"The way I look at it is if someone's a dick to you and you don't know them, so what?" says Trohman. "Just care about who did support you, keep those important people close, not the people who five years ago called you a loser."

"I work the opposite way!" Wentz counters, before adding darkly, "The people I think about most are enemies. My brain works on revenge!"

Though a tight knit group of close friends, Peter Wentz is clearly Fall Out Boy's spokesman. He does most of the talking during the interview and writes the lyrics, and seems like the most driven one of the lot. As well as doing Fall Out Boy, Wentz has also written a book with tattoo artist Joe Tesaure, 'The Boy With The Thorn In His Side'. It's a dark, twisted tale that could have come straight from the brain of Tim Burton.

"I've always been into Roahl Dahl and people like that, and I was friends with a tattoo artist at the time and we came up with this idea to do a book together," he explains. "It wasn't something I felt fitted in with what Fall Out Boy is, I hate when bands do something that's not 'them'. The book is what it is, and Fall Out Boy is what we are."

Despite all thise talk of nightmares and revenge, FOB are upbeat individuals, enjoying their newfound success, while refusing to allow success to go to their heads. They'll tell you they don't like the shallowness of groupies or industry parties, and that the trappings of rock stardom hold no appeal.

"I don't feel like I deserve it," says Wentz in closing. "It's not like, 'this amount of time and this amount of shows = this kind of bus'. I appreciate what we've got. We've toured in a tiny van and it was cool, but now we're having new adventures living like this. I don't feel we deserve it more than any other bands do."

He surveys the sumptuosly appointed tour bus for a moment before chuckling heartily.

"Actually, that's a lie, we totally deserve it more than anyone else! Ha ha!"

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Fake IDs

As promised, here is the winner of my latest poll. Also fun side note that this story is inspired by an idea from the great @misseviehyde

“I don’t know Lisa, this girl doesn’t really look like me.” Fran said as she worriedly looked at the fake ID that Lisa had handed her. It they were going to get into the Sorority party then they needed to bring alcohol and being freshmen there was no way of doing that without getting fake IDs.

“Don’t worry, the lady who sold them told me they world work perfectly. She said no one will even think twice about whether we are the girls on the ID’s, Melissa and Francesca. Besides no one looks at pictures anymore, not since they introduced the fingerprint security feature.” Lisa said matter of factly as if she had done this a million times.

“Yeah but these don’t have any fingerprints on them!” Fran said somewhat panicky as she looked at the space beside the picture where the fingerprint would usually be. The picture of Francesca seemed to look at her with distain. She reminded Fran of all the mean girls from high school with her the flowing hair shiny hair, her pouty full lips, strikingly blue eyes and smooth complexion.

“Relax, the lady explained it all. We put our thumbs on the space for ten seconds and it takes our fingerprint. It’s heat activated or something. Now stop stalling and let’s do this.” Lisa said impatiently.

In truth Fran didn’t even want to go to the Sorority party but Lisa begged her to go. Fran always felt she danced to the beat of Lisa’s music but she was the only person friendly to her at this new school away from home.

As Fran and Lisa placed their thumbs on the back of the IDs, an overwhelming surge of energy enveloped them, triggering a slow and pleasurable transformation.

Fran's once dull and ragged nails began to shimmer with a lustrous shine, growing longer and perfectly manicured. Her legs seemed to elongate, taking on a graceful and alluring curve that caught everyone's eye. Her skin, once plagued by imperfections, became smooth and radiant, glowing with a captivating allure. Her lips, once unremarkable, turned into a sultry and inviting pout that demanded attention. Her once dull lifeless hair transformed into glossy, brown strands that cascaded down her shoulders in a mesmerizing fashion.

"Oh, fuck I don’t know what’s happening but look at me!" Fran declared, a wicked grin forming on her face. "I'm becoming the epitome of beauty!"

With every passing second, Fran's demeanor shifted from surprise to arrogance. Her posture straightened, exuding confidence and dominance. She stood taller, her every movement commanding attention, and she revelled in the newfound sexiness that radiated from her very being.

Lisa's transformation was no less dramatic. Her nails took on a delicate elegance, her legs becoming slender and enchanting. Her skin became a flawless canvas, radiating an ethereal glow that seemed to draw people closer to her. Her lips transformed into a captivating smile that was both inviting and submissive. Her brown hair became a soft and gentle cascade of chestnut locks with blonde slutty streaks that framed her face like a halo.

As Lisa's physical changes progressed, her demeanor underwent a radical shift. She became increasingly docile and subservient, her posture bending to Fran's every whim. With each passing moment, she found herself more entranced by Fran's beauty and authority, unable to resist her friend's new domineering presence.

"Fran, you look absolutely stunning!" Lisa gushed, her voice trembling with awe. "I can't believe how lucky I am to be by your side. You're like a queen, and I'm just honored to be your friend."

Fran's cruel smirk widened, her newfound arrogance fuelling her desire to exert control over Lisa even more. She relished in the power she now held over her once-bossy friend, enjoying every moment of Lisa's submission.

"Of course, I do," Fran replied with an air of superiority. "And I’m ‘Francesca’ remember? In fact ‘Melissa’ let’s get our back stories straight in case anyone asks. We’re new here because our old college kicked us out for bullying but my rich daddy made it go away as long as we switched schools.”

The words seemed to flow through Francesca like she was reading from a book of facts. The more she spoke the more the world around them began to change. Their cheap, poorly built apartment that they stood in transformed becoming bigger, cleaner and filled with expensive things. Neither girl seemed to notice.

“In our old college I was head of the cheerleading team and sorority president. I majored in fashion but I was mostly on the lookout for a hot guy to bag so I could become his trophy wife.” Francesca said with a pleasurable shiver as her fantasies became concrete memories.

“Oh babe that’s so hawt, what about me?” Melissa said eager to hear her backstory. Her eyes sparkled with admiration for Francesca.

“You’re my loyal bestie of course. You do anything and everything I say. You eat up gossip as if your life depended on it and feed it to me. You’re a dumb bimbo who loves cock and partying.” Francesca said finishing up and causing the two girls to throw their heads back as their minds rewrote to the new reality. Within moments they tilted their heads back none the wiser to the two unpopular dorks they used to be.

“We have to dress way more slutty for the frat party.” Francesca said as she swung open the door to her filled to brim walk in closet. She ran her fingers over slutty tops and skirts looking for the right outfit for them.

“Frat party? I thought we were going to the Sorority party?” Melissa said as she twirled her hair and played with her tits in the mirror. Francesca threw clothes out of the closet to Melissa, breaking her gaze with her own reflection. With a giggle Melissa instantly got naked and hungrily put on the white top and checkered skirt.

Francesca meanwhile strutted out of the closet wearing a top that barely held in her plastic paid for tits and a skirt that hid the absence of underwear. She felt hot and dangerous. She didn’t know why but she felt like a new woman and couldn’t wait to get out and have all eyes on her.

“Change of plans, all the hawt guys will be at the Frat party. Besides, we’ll take over the Sorority soon enough.” Francesca said as she shot Melissa a wicked grin that was returned in earnest.

“Oh babe you’re so fucking nasty. I can’t wait to get to the party! I’m going to break my record for dick sucking tonight.” Melissa said with a mischievous giggle.

“Then come on slut, let’s to to the store and pick up some drinks.” Francesca said as she walked towards the door and Melissa loyally followed.

That night the two girls were a huge hit at the Frat party, in every way. Melissa was true to her word and sucked off over a dozen guys, most of them having girlfriends. She loved the taste of a cheating cock.

Francesca however settled for just one dick that night, but her choice was calcullated. He was the head of the Frat and the richest guy on campus to boot. With his kind of power at her disposal she would be queen of the college soon enough and the Sorority would be all hers to command.

As she rode her new man’s dick slowly she smiled to herself as she thought about how she met him before even getting to the party. Her and Melissa were at the store where they realized they had forgot their IDs. This was never a problem for either of them, they usually just flirted with someone there until they got what they wanted. Francesca just so happened to flirt with the most handsome and well hung guy around.

She honestly didn’t even know why she had an ID, she found it much more fun to uses her powers of seduction to get what she wanted.

[essenceeater]

"Unusual Love" Mileena x reader

Can you do Mileena x Reader? I was thinking MK1 Mileena. Where Reader is a half human and half cat. And she only has cat ears and a tail. Mileena saw her and she was surprised.

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA I LOVE ITTTTT! I love writing for Mileena she's literally my wife. This is for MK1 Mileena! Reader is gender neutral and this goes from a friendship to a romantic relationship :) I kinda picture her being like 😮 This was requested by @twinklestarslight

Character: Mileena, Tanya(Mentioned) Kitana(Mentioned)

Triggers: None, lmk if I missed any

Requested: Yes

🔓Requests are open🔓

Link to rules

The soft clicks of heels fill the area as a figure strolls through the lush gardens of her palace, a woman wearing beautiful pink clothes with black and silver accents. Her gentle features watch the plants around her until her path unexpectedly crosses with you, an extraordinary individual with cat ears and a tail. Mileena's eyes widened with surprise and curiosity as she approached you.

"Your presence is as unique as your appearance," she said with a warm and friendly smile. "I've never met someone quite like you. What brings you to our realm?" she asked, never before seeing someone like you before.

You blushed, feeling slightly out of place but warmed by Mileena's welcoming demeanor. "I was exploring, and, well, I got a little lost... I didn't mean to intrude." You mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Mileena reassured you, "You're not intruding at all. I'm Mileena, the Empress of Outworld. But titles aside, I believe in understanding and friendship. What's your name?"

"S/O"

As days turned into weeks, you found yourself growing closer to Empress Mileena. The palace, once an imposing and intimidating structure, had transformed into a place of warmth and friendship. Mileena was a delightful companion, welcoming you to stay with her. Giving you a safe place to stay within Outworld.

One afternoon, Mileena introduced you to the palace's grand library, an ancient and vast collection of knowledge from countless realms. The two of you spent hours there, reading and discussing the wonders of the different realms. Mileena's insatiable curiosity was infectious, and you both found common ground in your thirst for knowledge.

In the evenings, you would often explore the same gardens the two of you met in, where the colorful flowers seemed to bloom brighter in Mileena's presence. The palace's chefs prepared sumptuous feasts, introducing you to the exotic flavors of Outworld.

Mileena's family, Tanya and Kitana, were just as welcoming as she was. Tanya, in particular, showed a deep respect and affection for Mileena. When it came to you and your care she treated you no differently, at least after she knew you and Mileena were actually friends. Especially after Mileena told you about her condition with Tarkat. Eventually, the relationship between the two of you became a source of joy and comfort, and you soon realized that you shared more than just friendship.

One starry night, while sitting in the palace's garden, Mileena looked at the stars and whispered, "I never imagined I could find such happiness and connection in my role as Empress. You've brought light and laughter into my life, and I am truly grateful."

You smiled and replied, "Empress Mileena, you've shown me a world of kindness and beauty that I never expected to find. Our bond means everything to me."

Under the canopy of stars, your connection with Empress Mileena grew deeper with each passing day. The gardens, once silent, now whispered the secrets of your blossoming romance. Mileena's laughter became music, and her eyes sparkled like the brightest constellations.

With a tender smile, Mileena drew you closer and leaned in, her lips gently meeting yours in a sweet, romantic kiss. The world around you seemed to fade as the two of you embraced the magic of the moment, sharing a love that transcended the boundaries of realms and time.

Essenceeater © 2023 ┃ do not copy, modify, steal, or repost ANY of my content.

[ccbb2222]

You Know I Hate it When You Cry: Part 1. Rooster x Reader

Wellll here we are. I wrote an entire piece last week that got deleted and maybe it was for the best...here's take 2.

Bradley Bradshaw x Reader pairing

Summary: Something stirs in Rooster when he sees the new bartender holding back tears.

Warnings: *** This story contains Mentions of Abuse (physical, emotional, sexual)*** Please be advised this could be triggering. Angst, Eventual Smut, Protective and adorable Rooster.

18+ Minors DNI.

"You don't get to just FUCKING walk away!" A voice yelled through your phone speaker as you sat in the parking lot of the Hard Deck. Tears brim your eyes as your hands shake uncontrollably.

"I- I know, I'm, I'm sorry," You try to stutter out before being cut off immediately.

"You think I don't know what you're up to?" A dark laugh echoes after his cutting words, "You escape back to Miramar, fuck some naval men and come crawling back? You fucking slut."

His words cut deep, and you feel a chill run through you at the malice behind them. "I need to go," You force out. "Don't call me again."

Quickly ending the call, you block the number before more texts can force their way through.

Something I see: the steering wheel. Something I feel: the rough denim of my jeans. Something I smell: my perfume on my wrist. Something I hear: the faded music from the Hard Deck.

Taking deep breaths, you slowly ground yourself back to the present. You wipe your sweaty palms against your thighs and open your car door. You could leave him in San Francisco in a cloud of dust, but he knew where you ran to. It was only a matter of time.

Breathing out a shaky exhale, you open the door to the bar and plaster on the best smile you can muster.

"Hey baby!" Penny greets you with a grin. She's standing behind the bar filling up a glass with the latest draft beer.

"Hi Pen," You greet, walking towards her and ducking under the bar, placing your purse in the bin beneath.

"Doing okay tonight?" She asks with a skeptical look. Penny always knows when something is wrong, but she never pried.

She welcomed you in, tear stained and bruised when you showed up unannounced at her home just over two weeks ago. You cried in her arms that evening: the loss of what was once a magical romance, the life you thought you built in San Francisco. And although Penny, a family friend for as long as you could remember, was there to hold you, you just wished for your mother. Your supportive, goofy, and loving mother whose life was cut short by an untreatable cancer.

So as Penny, the closest thing you had left, gave you that look, you couldn't help the tears that slowly started to line your eyes.

"I can't talk about it now, Penny," You say, wiping at your eyes, "I want to just get through tonight, if that's okay?"

She nods with a sad smile, "Whatever you gotta do, baby. I'm here when you need me."

Unbeknownst to you, a certain brown haired aviator took in this conversation from across the bar. Ever since you started working at the hard deck about a week ago, he couldn't help but keep tabs on you. You were gorgeous. A bit shy, a little timid, but always laughed at his jokes and were always a good sport about Hangman's relentless flirting.

Your very first shift he had introduced himself and the rest of the Dagger Crew, giving you the scoop on the regulars and taking the time to learn more about you. What he knew about you was...admittedly not a lot. While you were kind and offered smiles to him, he knew you were guarded.

"What's got you so upset?" He softly asks to himself, leaning against the pool table and blatantly ignoring Bob who attempted to rehash today's training to him.

"Rooster," Hangman calls from the dartboard not even looking in his direction, "Stop staring and go talk to her."

"I'm not staring at her." Bradley defends.

"Uh, yeah okay." Phoenix snorts into her beer. "Seriously Bradshaw, it's getting pathetic. Go talk to her."

He sends her a glare before pushing off the pool table and heading in your direction.

"Hey there," You hear a soft familiar voice greet you.

Placing down the glass you were drying you notice Rooster standing in front of you, a soft smile on his face. "Hey Bradley, what can I get you?"

"Oh, just another draft please," He says, then runs a nervous hand through his hair.

You nod and start to fill a glass for him, noticing his free hand drumming a pattern on the bar top.

"Are you, uh, doing okay?" He asks before he can stop himself.

The question catches you off guard, so much so that you forget to turn off the tap and Rooster's beer overflows in your hand. "Oh shit!" You say, quickly turning off the tap, dumping the now frothy beer, and starting over. "Sorry," You collect yourself, the embarrassment turning your cheeks pink, "I'm okay."

"It's just that I noticed you looked a little upset earlier," He tries to not sound like a creep, and man, if he could just stuff these words back into his mouth, then he'd do it in a heartbeat. "I'm sorry," Rooster backtracks, "It's none of my business." He puts his hands up and then places them back on the bar top. The drumming starts over as his fingers nervously tap a rhythm against the wood.

"Thank you for asking," You hand him his beer with a small smile, "That's really sweet. Just some boyfriend trouble is all." You explain.

Rooster's face falls. He didn't realize you were taken. He also didn't like the fact that someone out there was making you feel this way. It made his fists clench. "I'm sorry to hear that," he manages.

"Well," You place your hands on the bar and push your body back, reaching for the dishrag. "I guess more like ex boyfriend problems. I don't know anymore. And I won't bore you with the details."

His head snaps up at the muttering of "ex", and all he can think is, tell me all the details, darling.

A few more officers approach and you realize you need to cut your conversation with Bradley short. "I should uh," you motion to the group waiting to place drink orders.

"Oh right, of course." He nods, before quickly adding, "You working tomorrow night?"

You nod, and smile when you see his eyes light up.

"Great, well, I'll see you tomorrow night." He says, turning to walk back to the group of aviators who instantly make fun of him.

"Bradley Bradshaw, huh?" Penny says to you as you fill another beer.

"Shut up, Penny." You say with a laugh and an eye roll.

"All I'm saying is, you were in tears when you walked in, and one conversation with that guy has you smiling ear to ear." She says with a shrug and a wink.

"He's cute, I'll give him that," You let her gloat for a few seconds before you remind her of the painful reality. "He just has no idea what he would be signing up for."

Surely Bradley wouldn't want a girl who wakes up shaking and panicking in the middle of the night, an ex that somehow still contacts her even though she blocked his number time and time again, and ugly, tender bruises littering her abdomen.

He needed someone fun and carefree. He already had a stressful enough life as a fighter pilot.

So as he offered you a smile once again from across the bar, you give him a half smile back before avoiding him completely.

He was too good of a man, and you wouldn't take him down with you.

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Soooooo thoughts? Part 2!

Throughout this, we'll see Reader struggling a lot with self esteem and not feeling good enough or worthy of love.

I'm really excited though for her and Bradley's relationship to grow. Lots of soft Rooster, protective Rooster, and sexy Rooster ahead.

[hpalways]

hey! i really liked the last twst headcanons you posted, they felt so in-character to me. can i request hcs for how leona, jamil, and vil (separately) would take care of a physically weak s/o who is prone to getting sick? thank you🫶

a/n: thank you so much! im glad to hear that!

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Character(s): Leona, Jamil, and Vil (separate) x gn!reader

Description: headcanons on how leona, jamil, and vil would take care of you as someone who is prone to getting sick

LeonaKingscholar

Leona would be a surprisingly attentive caregiver despite his gruff demeanor. He would make sure you take your medication on time and would always check on you to see how you're feeling. He may be lazy to all else, but for the things he truly cares about, including you, he would exert his every energy for.

He would try his best to cheer you up when you're feeling down, and if you need to rest, he would make sure you're comfortable in bed and bring you books or movies to keep you entertained. Of course, in a roundabout way, he wouldn't want to make it seem like he cared too much.

When you're feeling better, Leona would take you on walks around the school or the forest to help you regain your strength. It almost feels like you would be walking around with a leashed pet, with him stuck to your side.

He would never do anything to make you feel inadequate about your position and your sickness. He would not talk down and instead talked to you as every other person, because he believed in equal levels and fairness.

"Ya feelin' stuffy in here, [Name]? Let's get out and into the sun."

Vil Schoenheit

Vil would be a very meticulous caretaker, making sure that everything is clean and organized to avoid any triggers for your illness.

He would also be very strict with your medication schedule and would make sure you take all the necessary vitamins and supplements to boost your immune system.

Vil would be very gentle and comforting when you're feeling down or in pain. He would read to you, play soothing music, or simply hold your hand to make you feel better.

He would also try to find alternative remedies and therapies to help you feel better, such as aromatherapy, acupuncture, or herbal medicine. Each day he would come in offering tips and advices.

"Oh dear, do not try and sneak out of this. Come here and take your medications, [Name]. Now."

Jamil Viper

Jamil would be a very nurturing caretaker, always making sure you're comfortable and well-rested. He would bring you tea or soup and would cook healthy meals to boost your immune system.

He would also be very empathetic and would listen to your concerns and feelings, trying to offer comfort and support.

When you're feeling better, Jamil would take you on little adventures around the school, showing you his favorite spots and introducing you to his animal friends. He would also teach you some of his favorite spells to keep you entertained.

"Do not worry. We will get through this, through the pain. You want my hand to hold? Here."

[nicoline1998enilocin]

My Girl

PAIRING | Sebastian Stan x Best friend!Female!Reader

WORD COUNT | 2.4K

SUMMARY | Sebastian is invited to a barbecue with friends, and he's taking you with him. You've never met them, so you're really nervous. When Sebastian accidentally introduces you as ''his girl'', he is extremely embarrassed, but when you tell him you don't mind he can't stop smiling about it.

WARNING(S) | This is your official trigger warning. Do not proceed if any of these topics upset you. Implied female masturbation, drunk Sebastian & friends.

Likes and reblogs will be very much appreciated 💜

Main Masterlist | Sebastian Stan Masterlist

You just got into the shower, when your phone starts ringing and you see you're receiving a FaceTime call from your best friend. For now, you press decline since you weren't exactly in the mood to talk to him when you were just getting ready to get in the shower, you've been looking forward to it all day after the shitty day you had. Right now, all you need is a steaming hot shower and an orgasm if you're lucky, but it appears that is not in the cards since you're getting the same call right before you reach your peak, and you're done. With the shower, with your best friend, with everything. Right now you just want to melt into a puddle and never get back up, so you don't have to deal with anything anymore. Since that's not an option, you turn off the shower and dry yourself off.

When you've dried yourself off and done your entire skincare routine, you grab leggings and an oversized sweater before making yourself a steaming cup of tea and grabbing your book so you can enjoy the rest of your evening buried deep within it, hoping it would make you feel better. You sit on your balcony and put in your AirPods so you can listen to some music while reading, and you've barely read 5 sentences before you get called again, this time giving in and finally picking up. ''What do you want, Seb? I'm not in the mood to talk,'' you snarl at him and he looks offended at you. ''Wow, well sorry for my existence. I was gonna ask if you wanted to come to a barbecue with me this Sunday but if you're acting like this, I'll find someone else,'' he said faux-offended, you know he doesn't mean it.

''I'm sorry, I had the absolute shittiest day, and I'm just gonna say it, you made it even worse earlier since you robbed me of my orgasm,'' you say, not caring anymore. All you needed was a little relief and since he robbed you of that, he would get an earful about it. As soon as you say that you hear laughter in the background and you realize he's not alone, but he doesn't care. ''Since I robbed you of that one, I can make it up to you by giving you a proper one?'' he offered with a wink, it's not like you never thought about it, but you didn't want to ruin the friendship you both share. ''Thanks for the offer, but I'll be fine. But coming back to your offer, what kind of barbecue is it?'' you ask and he tells you all about it.

''My friend Don invited me over for a barbecue at his place, most of my friends will be there, and I was hoping you would come too - no pun intended of course,'' he said with a smile. You honestly wanted to throw your phone against the wall when he said that, but decided against it and just left it for now. ''I'll be there, Seb. Do I need to bring anything special?'' ''Yourself is already the most special thing you can bring,'' he says with a smirk and a wink, and all you do is roll your eyes and hang up after saying 'Bye Sebastian'. You weren't in the mood for his flirting right now, he was just an orgasm robber and you were still mad at him for it.

~ The Sunday of the barbecue ~

You were grabbing a drink from your fridge when you heard your doorbell ring, so you went to open it, finding Sebastian standing on the other side. ''Hi Seb,'' you say with a smile as you give him a big hug, his arms snaking strongly around your waist as he pulls you closer. When he let go he put a kiss on your cheek and his lips lingered a little longer than they maybe should have, but you didn't give it much thought. ''Hey gorgeous,'' he says as he takes in your outfit. ''Isn't it way too hot to wear jeans?'' he asks, quirking an eyebrow. ''It isn't when I'm going there on my bike, I'd rather not end up with road rash if I happen to crash it,'' you tell him. ''I thought we were taking my car?'' he asked, but it's such a gorgeous day you planned on taking your bike. ''You can go in your car, I don't mind, but I'd rather have you with me on my bike,'' you say with a wink this time.

You grabbed the bottle of vodka you were bringing along with some snacks for the barbecue and your swimsuit with a blue floral dress to change into when you arrived. You've put everything in your backpack and grabbed your keys, the helmets were always hanging off the handles on your bike in the garage, so it was easy to grab those. ''Ready for the ride of your life?'' you teased Sebastian, ''With you? Always!'' he said as he followed you to the garage, where he took the backpack from you and put it on his own back. You give him a helmet and swing your leg over your bike until you're seated, waiting for Sebastian to sit down too. Your phone is in its holder so you can navigate and when Sebastian is sitting, you take your bike off its standard before turning the keys in the ignition.

''Hold on tight, darling,'' you tell Sebastian with a chuckle and he gladly does, his arms feeling strong and welcoming around your waist as you start your bike and drive off. With his car, it would have taken both of you around 1,5 hours to get to his friend's house, but with your bike, it only took an hour since you can easily maneuver in between cars and stuff like that. Don heard your bike and already came to the front door to greet both of you, he already knew Sebastian was taking you to this barbecue so it wasn't a surprise that he wasn't alone, it was a surprise that you showed up on your bike though. ''If I knew you'd be arriving on your bike I would have invited you over sooner!'' he said as he walked towards you.

''Hi, I'm Don!'' he says with an outstretched hand towards you, looking at your bike from the corner of his eye. ''Hey, I'm Y/N, it's nice to finally meet you!'' you say after you've taken off your helmet and shook your head so you wouldn't get helmet hair. ''Your bike looks gorgeous, almost as gorgeous as the woman riding it,'' he said in a flirty voice, immediately getting a punch in his side from Sebastian. ''Well, thanks, you're not looking bad yourself, either,'' you say with a blush on your face. You weren't a stranger to getting compliments, Sebastian gave them a lot after all, but it was still nice to hear. ''Is there somewhere I can change? As much as I'd enjoy standing around and talking about her, I'd rather change into something more comfortable,'' you ask Don and he directs you towards the bathroom.

You took your backpack from Sebastian and walked into the house and the bathroom after a quick thank you. ''Jesus Seb, I can't believe you haven't locked her down yet, she's the perfect woman!'' Don said and Sebastian's cheeks turned a deep crimson color at his remark. ''We're just friends is all,'' he said before turning around and walking into the yard to greet the rest of his friends. ''Hey guys!'' he says to everyone and he greets them one by one. ''I thought you brought someone?'' they ask. ''Oh yeah, she's in the bathroom to change, we came here on her bike,'' he said and there was some loud whoo-ing going on, all of them impressed without even knowing you. ''She sounds like a keeper,'' Don said when he walked in and Sebastian couldn't help but smile at that. Just when he wanted to say something you walked into the yard, looking completely different now that you're not wearing jeans and a leather jacket anymore.

''Hi everyone,'' you say, clearly nervous now that you see all of Sebastian's friends in one place, you weren't made to do this as you'd rather sit at home buried in your book again. ''Looking good girl!'' one of them said and you turned deep red, but Sebastian was just completely in awe at your outfit, he'd never seen you like this and it did something with his brain. ''Everyone, I'd like you to meet my girl-'' he said and you looked at Sebastian when he said that, he turned bright red and honestly wish the ground would swallow him whole when he said that. ''Oh fuck eh, I'm sorry. I meant to say I'd like you to meet my friend, Y/N,'' he said, looking at the grass. ''Hi, it's nice to meet you all!'' you said a little shy, your cheeks also turning quite pink at this comment.

''I, uh, I brought some vodka and snacks, in case anyone's interested,'' you quickly say trying to get the conversation going in a different direction and it works because before you know it, the bottle is opened and situated with the rest of the bottles in the yard. ''I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that...'' Sebastian said when he took you to the side for a minute. ''Seb, it's okay. I honestly don't mind, I kind of like the sound of it, being your girl,'' you admit to him as you place a soft, small kiss on his cheek. You go to the drinks table and pour yourself something and when you put the bottle down, you feel 2 strong arms around your waist and Sebastian whispers in your ear, ''If you want, I can call you my good girl,'' and his hot breath against your ear gives you goosebumps. ''Seb, we're with your friends, let's talk about this later,'' you say as you worm yourself free.

The longer the afternoon progresses, the more comfortable you get and it is visible, you're usually sitting close to Sebastian but talking to everyone about anything. At one point, Sebastian grabs you from behind and lifts you before running towards the pool and jumping in with you in his arms, despite your many protests. ''Seb, what are you-'' is all you say before you hit the water with him. When you emerge you feel his lips giving small kisses on your neck as an apology. ''Sorry doll, couldn't help myself. I got hot and needed to calm down,'' he said before letting you go. ''Well, next time at least let me take off my dress, now it's soaked,'' you laugh before getting out of the water and taking it off. It's a good thing you brought your bathing suit with you, it isn't too weird when you take it off.

Some of the guys are making some noises that are supposed to resemble a ''whoo'', but they're pretty drunk so it doesn't even come close anymore before you grab a chair and sit down in the sun, letting your dress dry in the sun too. Sebastian comes up to you and he leans down to whisper something in your ear, ''You look fucking delicious right now, I could just eat you out,'' he said with a not-so-innocent look on his face, making you blush to your core. ''Seb, behave!'' you say and suddenly everyone looks at the two of you. ''Nothing's going on here, go back to what you were doing!'' Sebastian said before kissing you on your cheek and grabbing a drink. ''Can I make my girl happy with a non-alcoholic drink?'' he asks like a gentleman and you agree, ''I'd like some Coca Cola please,'' you answer and when he comes back, you get another kiss on your cheek.

The rest of the day flies by incredibly quickly and before you know it, you have to head home again. You go inside to change again and when you come out in the same outfit you arrived in, the guys are once again staring at you, and Sebastian has a huge grin plastered on his face that hasn't left for the past few hours. ''Well, it was an honor to meet you all, and Don, thanks for the invite,'' you say before retrieving Sebastian. ''Stan, you're coming with me now, otherwise, I'll just leave you here!'' you say playfully and immediately he stumbles over to you. ''I'd rather ride home with my girl,'' he tells you before saying his goodbyes and walking through the house back to your bike.

When the two of you are alone in front of the house, you grab Sebastian's face softly in your hands, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs and looking into his eyes. ''Thank you for today, it was the most fun I've had in a long time,'' you say before leaning in and kissing him on his soft, red lips. He wastes no time before deepening it, tilting his head slightly and pulling you closer by your waist. You stand there for a good few minutes having a little make-out session before some of Sebastian's friends walk out the front door. ''Damn, I didn't know you two were so much into PDA!'' one of them said and the two of you break your kiss with a laugh. First, you help Sebastian put on his helmet and then you put on your own, mounting your bike and waiting for Sebastian.

''Ready?'' you ask and he squeezes your waist a little to let you know he's ready to go. ''Bye, guys!'' you wave at them before turning on your bike and driving home once again. The drive home was also about an hour and you decided to drop him off at his home directly, his car would be taken care of later. When you take off both your helmets, Sebastian can't wait any longer and his lips are on yours in an instant, now that he's had a hit of what you taste like, he never wanted to taste anything else ever again. ''I have to go, Seb, I have to be at work early in the morning,'' you say before letting go of him and putting your helmet on. ''Thank you, for everything today,'' you say before getting back on and driving away, Sebastian stood there with a lovestruck grin on his face until he couldn't see you anymore. Today went perfect in his mind.

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Hold My Hand

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1353

Summary: Bucky and you help one another heal mentally while growing closer to each other.

Warning: Bucky and Reader working through trauma, emotional scenes, Bucky crying (yes it’s a warning)

A/N: thank you to my betas @pigwidgeonxo and @lfnr-blog-blog-blog & @music-culture-mythology (any mistakes on spelling & grammar are my own. Did this on my phone)

A/N 2: Song - Hold my Hand by Lady Gaga. Listen to the song here:

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The gentle breeze blew across your skin as you overlooked the beautiful scenery of Wakanda. You had arrived here six months earlier as a victim of Hydra’s brainwashing. Your life was a series of broken memories and anger about what was taken from you. Steve Rogers had been the one to find you at a Hydra base during a mission with the Avengers. Seeing you in tattered clothes standing in a cell reminded him of his best friend Bucky Barnes whom he was trying to locate before the falling out of his team. You were a broken woman both physically and mentally. The Wakandan King, T’Challa had promised to help you the best they could with the resources that they had. Thankfully treatment had been helping you when another former Hydra operative, the Winter Soldier, or as you knew him now, Bucky Barnes, arrived in Wakanda. 

At first, you both kept your respective distances as you went about therapy, him having the Soldier’s trigger words removed and you trying to piece your life together. It wasn’t until a couple of months later that you found yourselves with the Wakandan people, laughing around a bonfire. You were both dressed in the beautiful Wakandan attire. Your eyes seemed to lock across the fire, both offering the other a smile. Finally you each introduced yourselves and made small talk that night. It was almost as if time stood still for you both. 

Hand in hand you spoke of your pasts and the evil Hydra did. You both talked until the sun came up that morning. By then you knew each other’s history but neither were judgmental of the other's darkness. What you did know is that you didn’t want to face another day without the other. 

Hold my hand, everything will be okay

I heard from the heavens that clouds have been gray

Bucky walked hand in hand until you reached your hut overseeing the same lake that his hut also sat on. When he said goodbye you could tell his past was creeping up on him, so you gently pulled him in for a hug and kissed him on the cheek.

Pull me close, wrap me in your aching arms

I see that you're hurtin', why'd you take so long

Time went by and you ended up with a routine with him. Together you walked to therapy and parted for your one-on-one therapy. Then afterward you spent your time doing whatever your heart desired. It wasn’t until one day that Bucky told you about what Ayo planned to do. He explained, “to make sure the trigger words don’t activate the Soldier she wants to say them to me later tonight. I was wondering if you would be by my side to help me through it.”  

Smiling back at him you nodded. “Of course, Bucky. I won’t leave your side. I’m here if you need me.” Later that night you would face his fears together hand in hand. 

To tell me you need me? I see that you're bleedin'

You don't need to show me again

But if you decide to, I'll ride in this life with you

I won't let go 'til the end

Bucky and you sat around a bonfire holding hands as Ayo asked if he was sure he wanted to do this with you there as it could be dangerous. Both you and Bucky reassured her you weren’t going anywhere.

Ayo spoke softly, “It’s time.”

Bucky stared into the fire as his flesh hand gripped yours. “Are you sure about this?”

“I won’t let you hurt anyone,” Ayo reassured him as she started slowly saying the words. 

“желание. ржавый. семнадцать.”

“It’s not gonna work.” Bucky hesitantly responded.

“рассвет.”

Bucky’s eyes started to tear up as he gripped your hand tighter and took a deep breath. The image of the red book that held those wicked words flashed across his mind.

“печь.”

Bucky’s mind thought back to being held in a secure box with Zemo in front of him. 

“девять”

Then it cut to him quickly during his fight with Steve, the man on the bridge. Bucky was trying to control his breathing but it was hard to remain focused.

“доброкачественный”

His mind thought of the chair they strapped him to. Of riding a motorcycle and hitting a car off the road. Then killing the occupants.

“возвращениr е на родину”

Bucky grits his teeth together as the image of him above a battered Steve enters his mind. Tears continue to fill his eyes as he doesn’t let go of you.

“один. грузовой вагон.”

Tears were now flowing down his face, still he doesn’t look away from the flames. The words didn’t work.

“You are free, you are free,” Ayo said softly as Bucky looked up at her still crying, and then he looked at you. You wrapped him in your arms as he cried.

So cry tonight

But don't you let go of my hand

You can cry every last tear

I won't leave 'til I understand

Promise me, just hold my hand

With Bucky free from the Winter Soldier trigger words things seemed to be going better between you. There seemed to be some hope now behind his blue eyes that wasn’t there before. He smiled more and even started teasing you in a playful manner. What was once a hollow man was now someone who was finding himself again. Now it was Bucky’s turn to help you face your fears. He looked into your fearful eyes and told you it was time to let go of the anger.

Raise your head, look into my wishful eyes

That fear that's inside you will lift, give it time

I can see everything you're blind to now

Your prayers will be answered, let God whisper how

You sat in therapy with Bucky next to you. There you spoke of a dream you had. “It felt so real. Like I was there again. I was sparring with a Hydra agent like usual until my handler told him not to hold back. He struck me hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I was angry with every hit he landed. I waited until he started mocking me then I took him to the ground. I struck him repeatedly until I was pulled off his unconscious body. They punished me for defending myself. I think of what would have happened if I gave up. I guess I wouldn’t be here.” Your eyes shifted to look at Bucky. “I can’t explain it but I’m feeling more of myself every day I spend with Bucky. To know he is by my side, my ride or die, well I’m very lucky to have someone who wants to spend forever with me.” Tears watered in your eyes as you expressed your feelings to Bucky and the counselor. Your hand grabbed his vibranium one and held on tightly. 

To tell me you need me, I see that you're bleedin'

You don't need to show me again

But if you decide to, I'll ride in this life with you

I won't let go 'til the end

So cry tonight

But don't you let go of my hand

You can cry every last tear

I won't leave 'til I understand

Promise you'll just hold my hand

It has been several months now and you have finally finished your part of the therapy with the help from Bucky. Both of you still have worries about your past and the pain that you went through but you remind each other that you aren’t going anywhere.

Bucky looks at you and smiles. “Don’t ever give up on yourself. We will make it through this life together no matter what our past was. We can be happy again and have the future we want. Just hold my hand and don’t let go.”

I know you're scared and your pain is imperfect

But don't you give up on yourself

I've heard a story, a girl, she once told me

That I would be happy again

Hold my hand

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[en-lista]

🖥 ... ⃕  THE CIRCUS UPLOADED A NEW VIDEO !

description : on the latest episode of mirror mirror, the studio is blessed by the goddess of hearts’ presence. oh, and she brought a enchanting friend too!

warning : mentions of low self-esteem, cyberbullying, and other things that may be triggering. viewer discretion is advised.

“hey, i’m enhypen and pandora’s calista. thank you for inviting me!” the female idol bows to the camera before taking her seat. 

her fictional counterpart walks into view and shyly waves at the camera.

“my name’s naeva, it’s nice to meet you all.” she speaks so softly, and with such a pretty smile on her face, you can hear the staff cooing.

we, the editors, decide to leave that sound in because #relate.

“we’re here to answer some questions that you, the audience, have sent in.” calista looks over at the lavender-haired girl and holds up her fist in a hwaiting motion. “shall we get started?” 

“mhm, let’s do it!”

THE GODDESS OF HEARTS : CALISTA !

👤 : what do you want to be remembered as in the future?

“i’d like to be remembered as someone who, despite having the odds stacked against her, pursued her dreams. life’s too short to play everything by the standards, do what you love without restraint.” 

calista looks proud of her own answer, until she hastily tacks on, “of course, within non-harmful boundaries!”

do what you love without restraint, but within non-harmful boundaries — roh aejeong, 2023

👤 : favorite concept you’ve done so far?

“since i haven’t properly debuted with pandora yet, i’ll pick my favorite from enha. honestly, i really enjoyed the concept we did for dimension-dilemma. compared to most of our eras, tamed-dashed had more of a carefree.. summery type of vibe, you know?” 

she pauses to look at naeva, who nods; the latter obviously invested in her words. 

“we didn’t have to worry much about acting seriously or pulling dangerous stunts because we were given the opportunity act like people our age.”

👤 : who had the most negative impact on your life?

“i wish i could answer but..” calista pretends to clear her throat before continuing, “well third place would be those who claim to be fans. it’s hard to just act like those criticisms and negativity don’t exist because they lurk everywhere, acting like they enjoy our music and watching our content when they actually find joy in tearing us, and others who come to our defense, down. 

so while i acknowledge that they’re here, waiting for me to slip up or even just breathe, i refuse to fall to their level. because at the end of the day, they’re just insecure people hiding behind screens to feel better about themselves.”

👤 : who’s your celebrity crush?

“at the moment?” 

the production crew gasp dramatically, eliciting both girls to laugh. it’s adorable, the way they try to cover their mouth but end up revealing their angelic smiles between peals of laughter.

“i just wanted to clarify- okay, i wouldn’t call it a crush, but i really admire zb1’s jiwoong. i’ve been following him from his acting debut to boys planet. he’s so cool and confident i just wanna ask him tips on how to do that too.. maybe i’ll ask gyunnie to put in a good word for me..”

to hourglass’s gyuri, please introduce calista to zb1′s jiwoong. love, the circus ♡  p.s. everyone here on this channel loves your group, never stop being queens! 

👤 : an idol you’d like to collaborate with?

“i’m stuck between seventeen and txt.. and no it’s not because i have friends in both groups.. okay maybe a little-”

calista pouts, causing the staff to fawn over her.

“seventeen are such exceptional performers that if i ever got to collab with them, i think i saved an empire in my previous life. at the same time though, txt are well-rounded idols with fantastic concepts to match so yeah-”

👤 : pandora or enha?

“or.”

calista’s smiling, yet it doesn’t quite reach the corners of her eyes. she fidgets with the ring sitting prettily on her index finger, the golden rose acting like her anchor. the memory’s still vivid—she scolded the guys after seeing the price tag they forgot to discard.

“i’ll never choose only one of them, not when they’re all amazing, talented, sweet people. and while i haven’t known my girls for as long as i’ve known my boys, the time that i’ve spent with them so far makes me certain that choosing to debut with them isn’t a regret.”

she sheds a shaky breath. one of the producers ask if she’d like to take a break. calista shakes her head. “thank you for your concern but i’m okay, don’t worry.”

nevertheless, a staff member walks onto the scene to give her some tissues and water. 

👤 : would you like to continue acting as a full-time career?

“if you asked me this three years ago, i’d have said yes. but when i get on that stage with my members, and i hear the cheers of our engenes and planetes, i feel like i’ve found my true calling. but i am still open to receiving acting gigs. who knows, maybe you’ll see me in the next season of all of us are dead..”

“wait, are you implying that you didn’t..” naeva hesitates for a second before making some motions—a sequence of gestures that hopefully won’t give away the story for those who haven’t watched the show yet.

the idol merely looks at the camera with a smirk.

👤 : what’s your favorite song to perform?

“in terms of enha, i love performing drunk-dazed. it’s got these hypnotic beats, along with a bold and energetic choreography to complement it. i can’t deny that at the end, i’m absolutely winded from all the jumping and spinning on the floor, but it really is fun to perform for engenes.”

“what about pandora?” naeva asks, then initially gets silence as an answer.

“it’s hard to pick because again, i haven’t debuted with them yet..” the idol drifts off again, head tilted while she looks up at the ceiling—seemingly expecting the answer to fall from up there. “i’d say, mainly because we’ve practiced this song several times, blue & night is my favorite.”

👤 : which country would you like to perform in?

“oh that’s easy, the u.k!” calista smiles fondly as she recalls, “while chobao and i were hanging out with chiara unnie, she told us a lot about the country, especially the cities she grew up in. thanks to that, i’d love to perform there and have a few days to explore the places.”

naeva raises her hand. “if it’s not too much to ask, who’s chobao?”

“it’s not, don’t worry—that’s lanfen! she might come off as mean and blunt but beneath that impression is a considerate and hilarious fluffy cat.”

“when you put it like that, she reminds me of jaan. maybe they could be friends..”

“maybe, but they could also butt heads due to their similarities.”

“at the same time though-”

this commercial break is brought to you by the guests who spent five minutes engaged in a debate about whether two tough softies can get along, and how long can they last. 

👤 : if you could go back to the past while knowing your future, would you change anything?

“as cliché as it sounds, i’m the type of person to believe that everything happens for a reason. decisions may not bear good things right away and that’s okay. while i have made some choices that make me go ‘i shouldn’t have done that’, i wouldn’t change any of them because i did get something precious out of those.. admittedly at times.. dumb decisions.”

the answer receives applause that resonates throughout the entire studio. calista’s bottom lip juts out as she jokes, “can i keep everyone here in my pocket? you all are so sweet to me and nana.”

“you’d need a very big pocket for that.” naeva giggles even more when the determined female looks past the cameramen and clasps her hands, “please nayoung unnie! pretty please!”

to be continued.. 

THE HEART’S REFLECTION : NAEVA !

👤 : who is your best friend?

“how do you define a ‘best friend’?” she wonders, looking over to calista for guidance. of course the older girl readily provides it, “it’s someone who, among your friends, you’re closest to.”

“then that’d be solon. he’s always there for me no matter what. when i need to talk to someone about something, he’s ready to listen. or if i’m confused about a certain subject, he’ll break it down so i can understand. he’s quite protective too—nowadays, i rarely ever go to the sea without him or jino accompanying me.”

“it sounds like he really cares about you.” calista approves before gesturing to the camera. “why don’t you leave a message for him, just in case he watches this.”

naeva shifts in her seat and beams warmly. “thank you nono, i really appreciate everything you do for me. i’ll always do the same for you so please don’t be afraid to approach me.”

👤 : what is your favorite subject at school?

“i have two, but one isn’t an official subject, is it okay to mention both of them?”

when one is so polite and soft-spoken, how can the crew say no? 

translation: of course it’s okay, anything and (almost) everything is okay when it’s for naeva the sweetheart.

“i really like creative writing. there’s something enjoyable in being able to unleash your imagination on a piece of paper, as well as stirring ideas around to see what can be made out of them. at the same time though, i enjoy after school because nightball practice occurs at that time, and it’s pretty much one of the few occasions i get to see my friends together so that time is really important to me.”

👤 : does it feel like you don't fit in sometimes?

similar to her human counterpart, the hybrid hesitantly nods and strains her rosy lips to show a smile. “yes there is. it’s not easy being a supernatural creature, let alone being the offspring of a common and rare species. maybe that’s why i don’t have much friends outside of the brothers and sooha—everyone else is scared that i may use my allure on them.”

naeva falls silent shortly after that, her head hung low as she stares at her lap. it only lasts for at least 30 seconds before she hastily fixes her posture and rubs her palms against her skirt.

“i don’t mind it that much, my little group is more than enough for me. they may have different personalities, and sometimes they hang my sanity over the edge of no return, but none of them have ever made me feel like i don’t deserve to be in decelis; like i don’t deserve to have them as my friends. they trust me, and that’s what makes me happy.”

👤 : are you and sooha friends?

“yes we are!” the excited lilt in her voice makes everyone’s hearts flutter; some even acting like they got struck by cupid’s arrow. she doesn’t notice as she’s busy rolling up her sleeve to reveal the beaded bracelet sitting snug on her wrist. “unless my memory’s foggy, we made each other matching bracelet during our first girls’ night. granted, we live in the same dorm building, but we hadn’t really been able to hang out one on one until then.”

out of the blue, a sheepish aura begins to surround the student. “don’t get us wrong, we love our other friends but..”

“..but it’s nice to have a girl friend to spend time with, discuss and do things you can’t do with guys?” calista guesses, though the twinkle in her syrup-tinted irises says she’s far too familiar with naeva’s struggle.

“exactly! she also doesn’t use me as an armrest or suddenly leap on me to get a piggyback ride so my head and back manage to get a well-deserved break.”

what an.. interesting taste in furniture and transportation..?

👤 : what is your biggest secret?

“if i tell you then it won’t be a secret anymore, right?” she jests, the apples of her cheeks lightly heating up when her joke is met with laughter and agreement. “i’ll tell you a wish of mine.

when i was younger, i met this boy, and he became my friend for a day. i don’t recall much about him—just that his eyes were so pretty, i felt like i was staring into the sun, and he had a tendency to give more than he should.”

her fingers instinctively rose to her necklace; specifically, the silver pendant that hung on the middle. with nostalgia injected in her smile, she summarizes, “if i ever meet him again, i’d like to thank him for showing me that even if the world turns its back on me, there will always be someone waiting for me with open arms.”

👤 : are you a day or night person?

“oh, i’ll have to think thoroughly about that one.”

how to think thoroughly and look cute while doing it, according to naeva:

first, play with your sleeve while you ponder about it. next, begin to mentally compare the pair of times. finally, snap your fingers as you come to a satisfying conclusion.

“i’ll say night because that’s when my mind’s will to be productive is at its peak. i mean, i do manage to complete tasks during the day, but it tends to feel like i’m fighting tiredness while doing so. meanwhile, when the moon is hanging above me, i have so much energy that i genuinely enjoy the things i do like watch the nightball practice, practice writing a novel, play around by the sea—those kinds of activities.”

at the end of her explanation, she notices the look of awe some of the crew are giving her. while she attempts to ignore the urge to curl into herself, she meekly asks, “did i say something wrong?”

“have you ever considered becoming a rapper?” someone pipes up.

..hiding her face behind her hands shall suffice for now.

👤 : have you ever wished that, even if it was temporary, you could be normal?

“yeah, definitely, but that’s in the past. i’ve stopped caring about people’s impossible ideals, and now i’m content with who i am.”

it’s not hard to tell—not when she speaks confidently and exudes it. of course, calista sounds like she supports the ‘younger’ girl.

“i like that you mentioned embracing yourself, regardless of whether you fit others’ definition of ‘normal’ or not. at the end of the day, the only opinion that matters is your own, so be kind to yourself. never be afraid to be your own monarch.”

be your own monarch — naeva & calista, 2023

👤 : do you have a crush?

naeva purses her lips and looks at everything but the cameras. the mannerism doesn’t fall short on calista’s radar, and her lips curl into a cheshire smile.

“who is it~?” she playfully prods efore leaning closer to the blushing girl. “you can whisper it to me if you’d like.”

lavender tresses momentarily create a halo around naeva before they fall against her back once more. she hastily explains, “it’s just a silly little infatuation, i’ll get over it sooner or later.”

“let’s check in later to see about that..”

all of a sudden, there’s a sly kitty and bashful puppy in the studio.

👤 : what are your abilities?

“i have quite a few, yet the most notable is imitation. what that means is i can copy others’ abilities and use them how ever i wish.” naeva recites it without much thought, it sounds like she’s explained it before.

her companion hums, thoughtfully nodding along. “you mentioned allure before, is it okay to explain what that entails?”

“oh yes, i have this special song that when heard, lowers a person’s guard enough for me to take control of their mind.” her voice falls a little towards the end as she adds, “but i swear i’ve never used it unless absolutely necessary, like in a battle.”

calista pats the lavender-haired girl’s armrest, a small gesture of assurance. despite that already being enough, she tells her, “we believe you.”

👤 : heli or jino?

the girls share a look of confusion before one falls into a stream of laughter. it doesn’t matter if she covers her mouth, everyone can tell calista’s gigging at the question. on the other hand, a mortified naeva slouches in her seat and stares up at the sky.

fly high naeva’s spirit!

once she’s calmed down, calista can’t help but note, “that’s such a random question, what on earth..” 

“it’s not when you know someone who’d definitely ask this.” naeva mumbles, the face of a certain troublemaker immediately popping in her mind. but before she can begin plotting what to do with the culprit, she recalls the question. 

she thinks about saying the name of the boy with the pretty golden eyes; the boy who’d stay up with her, talking about everything and nothing while her lithe fingers played with his ebony tresses..

“jino. in terms of people i’m close to, he’s right on solon’s heels. even though he can’t be near water, he always comes with me to the sea to make sure i’m safe. whenever i don’t feel good about myself, he’s popping out of thin air to dispel the negativity.” 

she wanted to say more, but the words don’t get past the tip of her tongue. instead, she beams with a crescent eyed smile.

“to my candlelight, let’s stay together forever, okay?”

“we have made it, thanks for sticking around ‘til the end!” calista bows in gratitude, her companion shortly following suit.

“if you enjoyed this episode, please tap the like button..” naeva send a glance to calista to check if she’s doing the outro right and gets a thumbs up in return. “then subscribe to this channel if you’d like to see more, thank you.”

“this was enhypen and pandora’s calista..” 

“accompanied by naeva..”

“..and we flipped your heart.”

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colin bridgerton serie 

ep nine - s2

words count: :/        fem reader! x Colin Bridgerton

warning: friends to lovers trope

summary: y/n Dayton and Colin Bridgerton were friends and they swore they'd always be but it takes a great deal of bravery to love someone, more to keep loving them when it hurts the most.

English is not my first language loves, trying my best, enjoy :)

That evening the Bridgertons had just entered the hall of the Hamiltons’ manor, a respectable, for the most, family of the ton. 

It was the third ball of the season and everyone was shaken by curiousness since even if the season had already started, the queen still had to chose her diamond. 

That night in particular was special because the Queen decided to participate, triggering the gossip of the ton. 

"I shall marry the diamond, brother" Anthony spoke, his eyes hard as he inspected the ton.

"we’ll be happy to introduce y/n to our family then" Benedict spoke as Colin’s head flew to the direction of his brothers "what?".

"Stop now, you three" Lady Bridgerton spoke, dismissing her sons with a hand gesture, "we must look collected, since THE VISCOUNT DECIDED TO TAKE WIFE THIS SEASON". 

Her words getting louder as a turbine of girls made their way toward the viscount. 

Colin had moved towards Eloise as he whispered to her "you really think y/n is going to be the diamond?". 

The younger looked amused as she answered: "I don’t know, I believe she really doesn’t need it since half of the men here are desperate to even cross eyes with her". 

Colin felt like throwing up. 

"You still haven’t talked to her?" Eloise asked seen his brother sudden loss for words, (Colin always knew what to reply). 

"I’m finding it difficult, she won’t speak to me".

El nodded her head, suggesting "maybe try harder?". 

But Colin needed no pushes, he knew how to get to a woman, even better, how to get to her.

Y/n’s eyes were shining under the enormous chandelier as she was bowing to her dance partner: "thank you mr Byron, it has been lovely". 

The man promised to return with a glass of cold lemonade when she let her guard down. 

Appearing behind her, Colin touched her elbow softly, his fingers trailing down y/n’s arm as she looked startled. 

"Mr Bridgerton" she muttered but Colin had already snatched y/n’s carnet from her wrist and was writing his name. 

"just in time, it looks like I’ve occupied the last blank space of your carnet, mrs y/n". 

His tone was playful but her gaze was making him unsure. 

Either way, she was trapped now. 

When he took her by the hand, making their way to the dance floor, he was determined to make things right. 

The music had just started when he spoke nonchalantly: "you look angry".

Y/n huffed witch made Colin smile slightly, he had shoot a great shot. 

"That is because I am mr Bridgerton".

"And why may I ask?" 

"You tricked me into a dance I didn’t want to have".

Colin shook his head as he replied "so you prefer to not give me an explanation to why you suddenly seem to deny me of your friendship?".

Y/n took a step forward, her face mere inches from Colin’s, but there was no love in it, only pure and impetuous rage. 

"My friendship must have departed with you on that ship"; her voice was stern and her mouth dry.

Colin was startled but he kept on speaking any way: "I see you are holding a grudge".

Y/n smiled, distancing herself enough from the man as she twirled, "oh no my lord, I have no intention of wasting any more of my feelings on you, not even anger".

Now Colin couldn’t help but feel hurt as he replied stern "yet you seem to use it so well on me". 

"What I may seem or seem not to you is nothing of my concern Colin", they got closer again, their hands meeting up as they slowly covered their faces, only to travel down towards the floor. 

She could feel his breath on her cheeks, which made her the more flustered.

When y/n spoke again, her voice was much softer "you left to never look back".

"I did write you, countless of times".

"It was not enough" Y/n exclaimed, a bit too loud than acceptable. 

"Your words didn’t fill your absence" the music coming to a stop as she declared "so I learned to fill it differently". 

The man was looking at her, maybe for the first time in his life; she was indeed beautiful, even when she was furious, even when she was threatening to abandon him.

Has she really always been this beautiful?

"Goodbye, Colin".

There were two things Colin knew in that moment: one, she was far from feeling nothing for him and two, he needed her to feel something for him. 

ep eight <- -> ep ten

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Doin'the Barbie - Andy Barclay x (Fem)Reader

Warnings: Andy catches the reader trying on a Barbie costume and feels weirdly attracted. Expect some doll brand references. (The title for this comes from the song in the cassette included with 1989's Dance Club Barbie)

Summary: Andy accidentally discovers the surprise you are planning for your goddaughter's birthday party and feels conflicted about it.

Tags: @losersclubisms ( I posted it only just so you could see it because i have the feeling that you may like it)

The doorbell rang and you answered without second thoughts. Caught up as you were in the practice of your performance knowing you weren't expecting any visits, you would have never imagined to find your boyfriend waiting at the other side.

Andy surprised you as much as the situation he stumbled on surprised him. There was 80 funky music playing before you opened the door for him and he found you dressed in a strange outfit that screamed 80's.

A thight black crop top with one of the short sleeves falling at the side of your arm and three fluorescent roses in the chest combined with a bright pink Madonna - like short riffled skirt. It suited you wonderfully, but you looked to him like a very beautifull time traveller.

" Am I interrupting something? I'm sorry. I know I should have called, but before that even occured to me I was already on the way. "

You gave him a peck on the lips and invited him to sit on your couch.

" How can i blame you for missing me? I miss you all the time. I only wish you wouldn't have to see this, but I'm going to change real quick."

" You look amazing… Mind to explain? All of this is odd enough to make me curious, but I am not complaining. "

You wished you could just change clothes and ignore the topic because you were almost sure it was a conversation he wouldn't want to have.

" My goddaughter's birthday it's coming up and i am preparing for my role in the party. I know that sort of stuff is triggering for you, so we can skip it and that would be perfectly fine. "

He knew about her, the little girl was your best friend's daughter. A year after you both started dating the father abandoned the family and since then you have been more present than ever in the kid's life to cover up for the struggling mother in all the things surpassing her limitations. It almost made him consider leaving you despite you both were already so in love. He was worried for the kid and for you, fearing Chucky would get in the middle and ruin your lives. It wasn't easy for him to stay calm, since you pretty much had become to that kid what Aunt Maggie was once for him.

Still, he was so proud of you because you were damn awesome in that role.

" I don't mind hearing if you want to tell me. I promise I will let you know if it's getting uncomfortable for me."

" Well, she loves Barbie. Some time ago i gave her all my old Barbies and turns out my old favorite is also hers. I'm already giving her a brand new Barbie as a gift, but that's not the end of it. I have been preparing myself for months because i'm going to act as Barbie for her and her little friends at the party. "

You stood up in front of him, model posing pridefully.

" I'm Dance Club Barbie: hottest tv dancer coming with her own cassette of original songs. " You introduced yourself like if you were a doll in a commercial. " The party is going to have a mix of themes between Barbie and Stranger Things, so i'm going to lead the entertainment as the best dancer Barbie of the 80's. I recreated the outfit all by myself. "

He was a bit weirded, but it was more of himself than of you in particular. You were ríght assuming it was the kind of thing he would hate, but he didn't seem to loathe it on you.

" I can't argue with a pretty doll. What are you going to do? Dance, then fight demogorgons with a baseball bat? "

It made you chuckle, but that was a good sign.

" For the start, i'm practicing the children friendly dance routines for the doll's songs." You are explained ríght away. " I have been driving my coworkers insane singing the catchy Paula Abdul main song for the Barbie dance."

You sang a tiny bit of the " Doin the Barbie" song just to make fun of yourself and began to chuckle inmediately afterwards.

" I really wanna do the Barbie, you are insanely attractive to me ríght now. " He mocked you in a flirty tone. " Did you stop to think you are going to save a child's birthday as the favorite toy? Which is also your old favorite toy? That's so attractive of you. "

You giggled, genuinely surprised of his reaction.

" Wanna know a fun fact?" You wondered out loud, caressing his cheek . " Dance Club Barbie was one of the top selling dolls of 1989, so tecnically i'm also a market rival of the Good Guy. After the controversy ruined him I ended up kicking that ginger bastard's ass on sales."

He squeezed his hand tighter against the front side of his thight.

" Don't make it worse. I feel weird and horrible, you are just trying to bring joy to that girl as this sweet Barbie who is going to cheer the party. "

He stopped himself for an instant as a sudden realization made him spill an awkward ask.

" … Are you going to keep the costume afterwards?"

It was nothing like what you could have possibly expected from him.

" ANDY!" You called him out. " Since when are you into Barbies?"

" I don't like Barbies, I like you as one. There is a difference. "

You collapsed on the couch ríght beside him.

" For now the onlyone you are going to get is Kissing Barbie, banned from the market because kisses are her central talent. " You teased him, caressing his cheeks. " You could be Shaving Fun Ken, but without the shaving. I love this super hot beard. "

The rehearsal was completely postponed. Andy didn't get the banned dolls couple joke, but you were filling him with kisses anyways.

[tiffanypooh]

I finally wait till this day to watch Inside Llewyn Davis for the very first time and oh boy, I love it!💜

Not only the actors’ performances (Oscar!!✨) but how they interpret the ups and downs (mostly downs) of an artist and the emotions and psychological aspects of the character. It’s brilliant and not to mention the music! The music is typically the soul of the film. As I pretty enjoy folk music, this film is absolutely amazing to me. Introducing me to so many good songs.

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Here’s my little thought/ review of the film:

First of all, the film perfectly (maybe not perfectly but almost) depicts the life of a frustrated/dejected musician struggling to get to the top of the music industry. I am no expert in the music/creative industry, but I think the theme itself and what they've shown on screen could definitely resonate with the general public. Even though the film is set in the 1960s, I reckon that lots of artists sometimes can feel the same frustration as Llewyn Davis feels when he's rejected by others for his music. So it doesn't matter what kind of era or industry you're in, the same circumstances can happen to anyone at any time.

Apart from that, Llewyn is an interesting character. He gets that artist's stubbornness, persistence and temperament and sometimes is even a bit selfish regarding what he's done to his friends and family in the film. But he doesn't seem to recognise that himself or he does recognise but doesn't try to improve.

I think most part of his anger and frustration towards others and his current situation, is mostly triggered by the death of his partner, Mike. He’s still grieving over the loss of his partner and friend. However, I do think a small part of it is also because of his personality. He seems like someone who’s hard to take other's advice. It’s really difficult for him to let go of his music career even when his life is in a miserable condition because it’s the one thing that he’s genuinely love, his love and soul.

Another thing is that he constantly gets himself into a situation where the opportunities are just right around the corner but constantly misses them. For instance, he gives away royalties for the song Please Mr. Kennedy session for a quick check. I would say his life is full of unlucky times and always leads him to some fuck up situations. Though he keeps trying and continue to find his place in the industry but no luck. I would say that’s his love for music makes him get through all these hardships.

That's why in the end, it happens to be the same circumstance, he's singing at the Gaslight like in the opening of the film. It's almost like a time loop. Nothing's changed even though we've seen many things happen during the film like him knowing he's got a secret child, hitchhikes to Chicago to find the manager but getting rejected. All things show that he’s a person who’s not in the right place at the right time.

Anyway, the whole film is awesome. I found it’s pretty funny for some of the scenes and made me laugh even though the protagonist is in a miserable state (and I shouldn’t). And Oscar? Brilliant as always. I love the way he showed the character’s struggles in life and how he’s actually still grieving over his partner in some of the little scenes through his emotions and acts. Overall, I’m just glad that I’d resisted the temptation to watch it online and wait till the movie day. 😆

P.S. Giving you a pretty Oscar and a cutie little cat. 🥰

[pretty-blkgirl]

Vengeance

//Detective!gnReader//Criminal!Skz//Explicit Language//Triggering themes- such as mentions of murder, su!c!de, torture, overall violence, angst//

PLEASE INFORM ME IF IM MISSING ANY TRIGGER WARNINGS

PART THREE OF THREE

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“Favorite color?” You ask, wondering why the men sitting around you were asking such boring questions. Before this, they asked your favorite food and then favorite holiday.

“Yeah” Han smiled, “Mines is Orange”

“I’m more of a green guy myself” Jeongin grinned, “And you, y/n?”

“Purple” you answer with a slight shrug. Lee Know was watching you intensely, making you squirm under his gaze.

“Our Seungmin loves purple” Hyunjin said with an odd looking smile. You nodded and turned back to Chan, waiting for the next question.

“Question number four, do you have any siblings?” He asks. This made your heart drop, as Cecilia was your only sibling. And then you remembered how you were seated with the very men that killed her- then you got angry all over again.

But you couldn’t show it, no. You have to play it cool.

“I have one brother. His name is Caleb”

“Really? Is he older or younger?” Jeongin asked

“Older. By three years”

“That’s cool” Han nodded, “I have an older brother too. It’s just us two, no sisters”

“I have sisters” Felix giggled, “And then these guys are my brothers. I have no biological ones”

“I wish I had a sister” Hyunjin sighs long and dramatically. His eyes scanned the people around him before they landed on you, “I’m the only child but, these guys are like my brothers so I’m not missing out on anything”

“Same” Lee Know agrees. This was the first time he spoke since the game started, “I’m the only child too. I was lonely until I found them”

“Oh” You nod, already knowing of everyone’s family situation. You read it in their files. You can list off each of their parents names if asked of you.

“How did you guys meet?” You question. Your plan was simple, try to seem as oblivious as possible. Even play dumb if you have to. Gain their trust, get close to them, take your revenge. Easy as that. Though, you can’t harm them- all you can do is gather enough evidence to get them arrested.

Take pictures, record conversations- you’re gonna do everything to get justice for Cecilia.

You have to play your cards right, doing anything wrong can land you out of a job or worse- meeting the same fate your sister did.

You just wish you had the authorities on your side, your boss doesn’t even know you’re working this case. He told you to stay out of it- realize your sister killed herself and get over it.

But it’s fine, you can do it on your own. Just stick to the plan.

No wrong moves, no slip ups.

“It’s a funny story actually” Felix smiles, “Chan and I both lived in Australia- both in Sydney! But we never met until we came here. Right Channie?”

“That’s right” The elder confirms, “I moved here over ten years ago, seeking a music career. I stayed with my uncle, and he was able to get me an internship at an entertainment company. I met Han there”

“Yep” Han says, “Channie hyung and I met first. He was so scary initially, wore all black and a baseball cap that covered his eyes. I thought he was so cool.”

Chan laughs fondly, making you crack a small smile.

Han continues, “My father worked at the label, and even owned a studio there. So I was there all the time. When Chan started working there, I begged my dad for a job. He was able to find me one and then Chan and I became best friends”

“Just like that?” You ask

“Just like that. It was hard to not become friends, we were together all the time”

“More like you followed me around and I just gave in” Chan jokes, “But yeah. After that, Hyunjinnie, Innie, and Binnie showed up. Not at the same time but days after each other.”

Changbin smiled, “We were there as trainees. We all kinda gravitated towards one another, and then we met Han and he introduced us to Chan”

“Then I came into the mix” Felix interjects, “I was a trainee too. I met Channie first though, he was in Han’s dad’s studio making a beat. The door was cracked and I heard it, went to investigate and the rest was history”

“Me and Seungminnie were the last to arrive. I was a professional dancer at that point but I felt like I could still improve. The company had some dance classes so I went there.” Lee Know says

“And I came for the singing classes.” Seungmin shrugs

“Wow” You sigh, “So it was fate, kinda?”

“Oh definitely” Chan agrees, “And we still do music. Han, me, and Binnie are a producers and writers now. We’re doing pretty well for ourselves”

“I write and provide backup vocals for artists” Seungmin smiles proudly, “Innie does the same, he’s co-written with me before. We’ve both gotten awards for our writing”

“Hyunjin, Lee Know, and I dance professionally. We hold dance classes and have choreographed for some pretty big names.” Felix brags

You’re pretty sure you looked like a dear caught in head lights by now. They’re…..successful business men? Like, outside of the criminal activity? You read their files cover to cover and you saw nothing about that.

“R-Really?” You ask, trying to mask your combined confusion and shock.

“Yeah” Han says proudly, “But no one knows it’s us though”

“They know the producers, 3RACHA, the dancers, danceracha, and the singers, vocalracha” Hyunjin says lowly, dropping the sweet smile he had.

“Everyone we work with has to sign an NDA. They can’t address us by our real names- can’t tell anyone they’ve worked with us.” Changbin explains

“Wait” You say, holding a finger to the group, “Seungmin just said he won awards for his writing? How can he-”

“Vocalracha won the awards. We weren’t at the award show. We took no pictures, did no interviews. We were at home watching along with everyone else, then got the award in the mail. Simple as that” Jeongin shrugs

“…Okay?” You say, still utterly confused.

“Don’t think too hard about this y/n.” Felix says in a comforting tone, “We always had a passion for music. It never left, not even when we started our other business”

“Other business?” You question

“Yeah. You know, the illegal stuff” The freckled faced man had such a big smile on his face. He looked so sweet, so safe. That made you shutter.

“Lixie! We haven’t even finished our game yet!” Jeongin scolds, “But oh well. Let’s just skip to the last two questions”

He looks you dead in the eye, not even blinking as he begins to speak in a low tone

“The second to last question; how’d you know my name if I never gave it to you?”

Your heart dropped. What? What was he talking about?

Surely you asked for his name, you couldn’t have been dumb enough to not ask for his name.

“What do you mean?” Your palms were sweaty now, your lip quivering slightly, “You told me at the bar”

“No I didn’t silly, but somehow, you knew it. You told the boys that Jeongin and you met at the bar, right?”

You nod

“I didn’t know your name, and you WERENT supposed to know mine” He shakes his head, “Come on sweetheart. You had one job; make us trust you- fool me, you know I’m the easiest target.”

“Wanted to play dumb, acted like you had no idea who we were, Baby, there and fucking signs around that warn you of us. And your plan was to play dumb?” Lee Know chimes in, laughing hardly.

“If you were smart, you would have somehow gotten Innie’s attention, played scared, make him reassure you that he doesn’t hurt innocent people, tell him you like what he does for the community, would have gained a little trust”

“Not gonna lie, you probably would have gotten me if you went that route” The youngest shrugs, “But we know you who you are. Had eyes on you y/n. Ever since what happened with Cecilia”

Your eye twitches at the sound of your sister’s name leaving his mouth. So they know why you’re here, how long have they known?

Eyes on you? Did they know you were eventually gonna come here for vengeance?

“Poor girl. Came here for revenge, ignored all the warnings to stay away from us. Somehow found Hannie at a club- asked us to do a job for her. Promised us $50,000 and international connections because her sibling was a detective.” Chan sighs, “Needless to say, she couldn’t pay us. But we pitied her, told her to give us $5,000 instead. She fled before she could pay us, then tried to tell on us”

“I still wonder why she did that? Honestly all she had us do was torture an ex boyfriend of hers. I wouldn’t have even minded if she gave us $1,000.”

“I wouldn’t have cared about the money if she just kept her mouth shut. Dude seemed like a jackass anyways. Cheats on your sister then leaves the country with a woman twice his age and twice as rich.”

“But it’s the principle of the thing” Changbin says, “And besides. She was no angel”

“My sister was a saint” You spat, “Never done anything wrong”

“Oh yeah? So she didn’t steal $20,000 from you last year?” Hyunjin asks, “And she didn’t rob two elderly women to get money for drugs? And she didn’t mortgage your mother’s house…and she didn’t sell the last possessions you had of your father?”

“And that was just last year!” Han laughs, “Your sister did that and worse! Face it y/n, she was a bad person. Stop pretending like she wasn’t”

“She just got involved with the wrong people. That’s all! She was precious, s-she was-”

“Willing to get you killed if that meant she could survive” Felix finishes, “The last thing she said before she died; ‘Take my sibling, y/n, they have money. I can get it for you. Kill them, let me live. They throw people like you in jail’”

You could almost hear your world crashing around you. Time felt like it stopped.

They were lying, had to be.

Not your little sister, your sweet little sister.

Sure she’s done some bad things before but that wasn’t her fault! She was going through a lot.

“That’s a lie”

“When she told us that…” Jeongin continues, “We looked into you. You’re not a quitter, are you? Known to do everything in your power to catch the bad guys! So good at your job”

“So we knew you’d do everything you could to find us. And we’re glad you did. Because we have a proposal”

Felix smiles and inches closer to you, again giving off such a warm and safe feeling.

“We want you to work with us. We could use someone like you on our team. You’re good at figuring stuff out, finding the people you need to find. Plus, we’d have some international connections”

….You couldn’t believe your fucking ears. They want you to work with them? The people that killed your sister? Be a criminal?

“Please” You scoff, “I’d never help the people that killed my sister”

“Your sister was ready to have you killed. Really, stop making excuses for her. We don’t kill innocent people. If they don’t deserve to die, they don’t die”

“Not even if they’re in debt to us, we’re not as merciless as people make us out to be”

“Why do you think we’re loved so much by the community?”

You stayed quiet, trying to wrap your head around everything that was happening. You were so zoned out that you didn’t realize Chan had walked up to you. He looked so….sympathetic. So ready to help. Looking at you as if you were a wounded animal.

“Last question” He whispers, “Do you accept our offer?”

How could you? They could be lying for all you know.

Maybe your sister wasn’t as good of a person, but she couldn’t have offered your life in exchange for hers- right?

But, this wouldn’t be the first time she’s done you wrong.

She wasn’t the best sister…or daughter. Caused your parents so much hurt. Hurt them so bad that it put your father in an early grave, made your mother move across the country to escape her.

Almost got you evicted, stole your car, almost got you fired a couple times.

Wow…

She did it, didn’t she?

That bitch almost got you killed.

Your sister, the person you dedicated your life to helping get back on her feet. The person you cried and screamed over. The person you vowed to avenge.

How could you be so….stupid?

“Well?” Jeongin asks, “Your answer?”

You sighed, feeling the tears dry up on your face, “What do I get out of this?”

“We’ll pay you handsomely. A house and a car here, 24 hour protection in Korea and back where you live. Your mother’s mortgage paid off, and other things can be arranged if you want as well.” Chan reveals, “We just ask that you give us any information we need, carry out any tasks we give, and please- for the love of God- don’t screw us over”

You stayed quiet for a while, going through your options.

Well, you only had two; say yes or die.

What more did you have to lose?

“Okay. I’ll join you”

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Hi! So that was the end of Vengeance!

Honestly not so happy with this story, I feel like I could have done a lot better but I think it was pretty okay for my first story on this app.

Please give me any feedback you have and as always, requests are open <3

[boozles]

Yet again, I did my live blogging in my notes app before dumping it here 🙃

Okay. I’m trying to put my thoughts together about episode 4, but this was highly emotional for me from the start.

First off, the way Mew’s instinct was like, “I’m not picking you up if you’re drunk,” when Ray was literally in the middle of a sxicide attempt broke my heart. He thinks he’s a burden and should just ‘leave’ and his ‘emergency contact’s first reaction is to basically treat him as a burden. Like, I’m so glad that Mew realised what was going on, but the fact that this happened and two years later his whole friends group (including Mew) still call him a drunken burden…that hurts my soul.

Khaotung’s performance broke me. That was a scene that was too realistic and a bit triggering. I had to pause the video and have a little cry because I was not emotionally prepared (which is silly because I should have known P’Jojo would call us out).

(Actual gif of me watching this scene)

I think this also explains why Ray will drop everything for Mew; it’s not just because of his feelings, it’s because he promised to always be there, because Mew was there for him when he needed it most.

Oh no. Something feels very wrong that Ray let Mew wear the POOR BOY shirt. No, Ray. That’s for you and only you.

RAY NO. NO KISS MEW. BAD KITTY! THAT’S NOT ALLOWED. Although, at least he’s honest?

I’d like to use this scene as a comparison to Boston and Top, however; Ray was VERY wrong to kiss Mew when he was trying to sleep, but Ray dropped it after Mew warned him off. Boston NEVER backs off when Top tells him no (to the point he manipulated, coerced and gaslit Top into sex - sorry lads, I’m still not gonna blame Top for that completely, but it was a form of assault).

Top. A photobooth? Again?

Okay but Sand telling Ray to open himself up to new music and bands is literally a metaphor for Ray needing to move on. THIS FUCKING SHOW.

Gosh, I love Boston but every time he shows up I roll my eyes and glare XD

Haha Top now seeing right through Boston. Hindsight is 20/20 my friend.

OH HOLD UP NO IS TOP SLEEPING AROUND AGAIN NO BABY I CANNOT DEFEND YOU WITH THIS ONE - this has actually genuinely hurt me. The Boston thing I was dealing with, but the rando ex? No, that’s not something my little black heart can handle. OKAY I NOW KNOW ITS NOT CHEATING THANK THE GODS

Boston, you trying to be careful for your dad’s sake is making me laugh like hell. The shit you get up to and you’re worried about a photo?! (Although I think this sets up a future episode with a photo or sex tape leak.)

Oh, this episode is really showing Top’s nasty side. The thing is, I genuinely believe he was becoming a better person with Mew by his side and Boston has poisoned him right back to being how he was. Ugh. My heart is shattering.

‘I have nothing to hide’ SURE YOU DON’T TOP. WE BELIEVE YOU.

So, Top is into the nose candy. Is it bad that I prefer him on drugs rather than cheating? (Also, is it bad I want them to show Ray doing cocaine? I feel like Khaotung would do a very convincing job.)

Aw, why was the TopMew sexy times cut short? We can see Top, Nick and Boston being nasty but not Mew, Sand or Ray? XD

Ray starting the episode with Mew as his emergency contact and ending it with realising that maybe he needs to move on is perfect and the flow of this episode is just *chef’s kiss*.

(Shout out to P’Jojo for introducing me to another great Thai band, Selina & Sirinya)

Ugh I cannot handle this 7 day wait between episodes. This show is making it more difficult than any other, I swear.

[zcczuc]

the eldest daughter burden

It's been 4 years since I left my home to star my new family. I got married, moved abroad and began my journey somewhere else with this new person who I get to call husband. I'll introduce him to you all in another post.

And it's been 4 years that I keep getting desperate messages from my family - the only updates I get from them are news of the world falling apart in the house I grew up. Don't full yourselves, it has always been like that.

This post is about to get too real too fast. Brace yourselves. It hurts me more to write it down than it will hurt you reading it. If it resonates with you somehow I'd like to say - in advance - how sorry I am. I understand you.

Trigger warning: DV, mental illness, suicide and drug abuse.

I have always carried the burden of being the grown up there, being the parent to my parents, the best friend my mom so desperately needed (and need), the pilar that stopped the aggressions and violence coming from my stepdad towards... all of us.

Multiple times I woke up to my phone ringing because somebody ended up in the hospital, or police station, or one of my siblings had run away from the madness they call home. It ain't my home no more and I'm grateful for that.

It's been tiresome and rather difficult to grow up like that. I have never really had the time or the opportunity to just... be, to just exist and be consumed by a teenager ordinary problems because I was always too busy trying to literally stop them from killing each other.

I distinctively remember this particular incident where I was in my room studying - trying to study - to my BAR exam and I heard somebody knocking on my door. I opened the door to find both my siblings carrying a bunch of knives and sharp objects and they were asking me to hide them in my room to stop my mom from killing my stepdad and vice-versa. I took my siblings in, closed the door and blasted loud music to mask off all the fighting noise coming from the outside.

To this day, I still get the desperate phone calls from them. The "please, talk to her, to him, to them and fix it" even though I've crossed the ocean to be apart from all that.

I'm not being egoistic about it, don't get me wrong. They have used and abused me for 2 decades - I just want peace and so it seems peace is hard to find. The worse part was all the pretending, the "let's put on a show for those on the outside and look like a happy family."

My mom and her husband, my stepdad, went as far as to writing a book about what it takes to live a happy and harmonious life with your family even though inside our home I was always rushing to get some ice for my beaten up mom, and sister, and brother. Sometimes, even me. Call the police? It was never an option. Nobody could ever find out the horrors inside our home, it would ruin the facade and we would have been punished for that. Fear... We all feared.

I was raised in an environment that gave me all the elements to make me screw up in the head. However, as an eldest daughter, we don't get to be irresponsible. We know that if we are not able to take care of ourselves nobody else will. If we have a problem we have to fix it. If we need money we have to go find a job and work for it.

We grow up to become the adults our inner child would've been able to count on and we spend the rest of our lives doing exactly that, taking care and healing the wounded child. The kid that couldn't be just a kid, the teenager that couldn't just be a teen.

It hurts.

[best-underrated-anime]

Best Underrated Anime Group E Round 3: #E8 vs #E2

#E8: Lesbian vampire & human go on road trip to escape the horrors

#E2: Psychic girl is adopted by Yakuza. Hijinks ensue.

Details and poll under the cut!

#E8: Vampire in the Garden

Summary:

During a winter long ago, near-immortal vampires began plaguing the world. As their population grew at an astounding rate, they promptly threw humanity off its place at the top of the food chain. Desperate to avoid extinction, the surviving humans concentrated in their last safe haven—a small city surrounded by an enormous wall. There, they have waged war against the vampires for many years.

In the midst of a particularly brutal attack by the vampires, a human soldier named Momo encounters Fiine, the queen of their enemies. After seeing her try to save Momo's best friend from a rampaging vampire, Momo follows Fiine back to her house. It is there Momo connects with Fiine over their love for music and desire to escape the fighting.

Pursuing that goal of escape, the two decide to journey toward a supposed paradise where humans and vampires coexist—despite being uncertain of its existence. However, Momo and Fiine are being targeted by both races, who they must first evade if they hope to reach their destination in one piece.

Propaganda:

This anime came out a year ago, but I literally never heard of it until earlier this summer because Netflix had it. You guys are SLEEPING on such a good series—it’s 6 episodes so it’s short, but it feels like a whole single film. The voice acting is so fun, the music slaps, the animation goes HARD during fight scenes, and it’s just so so good. The art style is pretty, and the scenery makes me lose my mind, it’s SO pretty. I need to write an essay one day about how VitG uses music to carry the story because wow that is 🛐🛐🛐 Also there’s a goofy looking dog named Connie that continuously appears and serves no purpose in the plot. Love that

Trigger Warnings: Child Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Graphic Depictions of Cruelty/Violence/Gore, Racism, Self-Harm.

Child abuse & emotional abuse for Momo’s complicated relationship with her mother. Also emotional abuse for Fine’s past traumas and current strained relationship with other vampires.

This is a vampire anime, so there’s a lot of blood and fighting. There’s also a drug introduced in ep1 that mutates a vampire horribly.

Racism is human-versus-vampire shenanigans.

Self-harm for a scene where a human attempts to feed a vampire and for drug usage as mentioned above.

#E2: Hinamatsuri

Summary:

While reveling in the successful clinching of a prized vase for his collection, Yoshifumi Nitta, a yakuza member, is rudely interrupted when a large, peculiar capsule suddenly materializes and falls on his head. He opens the capsule to reveal a young, blue-haired girl, who doesn't divulge anything about herself but her name—Hina—and the fact that she possesses immense powers. As if things couldn't get any worse, she loses control and unleashes an explosion if her powers remain unused. Faced with no other choice, Nitta finds himself becoming her caregiver.

Propaganda 1:

Hinamatsuri is about…

Hina, who is a psychic metaphor for autism ala Mob but imo better. She’s not only a weirdgirl who’s friends are almost all other strange girls, but she’s also into stuff that is just so either unfitting for her age or she’s just really intense about.

Nitta, who deserves all the fangirls and husbando-ing that every other random guy in anime gets. He’s a bachelor who loves pottery and can cook so well that Hina convinces her friends they have a gourmet chef working for them. He’s also a yakuza and is beloved by the aniki for being incredibly tough and scary. (He is gentle as hell with Hina.)

A bunch of other weird girls (Admin: this part of the propaganda has been cut due to possible spoilers)

Propaganda 2:

Hinamatsuri is an absolutely hilarious anime with some of the best comic timing I’ve ever seen. It’s so funny, the various girls are such nonsense.

Hina starts as a violent blank slate and develops into a lazy greedy horrible little gremlin. Anzu starts as a prideful edgy rival but eventually becomes a wholesome overly grateful insecure mess. Hitomi is forced to become more and more competent, independent, and adult because she can't stand up for herself and say no to people asking her for favors.

Nitta is a fantastic viewpoint character because he outwardly takes so much in stride that it’s easy to forget how annoyed and stressed everything makes him until he snaps.

Trigger Warnings: There is child nudity, but only for a Terminator reference. There is some comedic child neglect and slapstick. There is a child who is homeless, but it’s treated very sensitively.

When reblogging and adding your own propaganda, please tag me @best-underrated-anime so that I’ll be sure to see it.

If you want to criticize one of the shows above to give the one you’re rooting for an advantage, then do so constructively. I do not tolerate groundless hate or slander on this blog. If I catch you doing such a thing in the notes, be it in the tags or reblogs, I will block you.

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