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Glitched: Part 10 - Always Watching

Author’s Note: Holy hell, was this insane to write X_X

A few things. Firstly, I apologize for how long it took for this to come out. I was incredibly anxious about school, plus I was just overly struggling with writing this chapter. I had a general idea of what I wanted to happen, but I didn’t really know how to get it down into words.

Secondly, this came out as about 18 pages long in Word so I apologize for how ridiculously long this is! I didn’t think it was going to come out so damn long!

And thirdly, this chapter is heavy on the angst. There’s a little bit of horror – of course – but this chapter is mainly angst-ridden so prepare for a LOT of feels! For Christ’s sake, I CRIED while writing this, so that should be saying something.

WARNING: This chapter is very heavy and is incredibly dark. There are mentions of suicide, abuse (both physical and mental), bullying (mainly cyberbullying), existential crisis, self-mutilation, and incredibly low self-esteem. There are mentions of a character getting lobotomized. There is a scene with a detailed description of the inside of a character’s back, which contains abnormal anatomy.

I will say this and I will say this one: This is NOT a happy fun time chapter! (I know, the story as a whole isn’t happy, but this chapter is VERY heavy on the angst as opposed to the other chapters) There ARE feels.

You have been warned.

Enjoy!

(I am SO sorry. I feel so bad for writing this! ;^;)

Listen to this playlist while reading.


Wheezing breaths of agony echoed throughout the room as he operated. Warm sticky crimson spurted onto his naked lanky fingers – the very fingers of which were maneuvering the stainless steel instrument through his patient’s skull. A pained gasp expelled from the man upon the bloodied table.

“Oh be quiet.” The glitching entity hissed with agitation. “Stop your whining.” He scoffed. “You act as though you’ve never felt pain before.” A delighted giggle came ringing out of the creature’s slit throat. “Almost like you’re afraid of dying.”

A quivering whimper could faintly be heard coming from his patient as he fiddled with the orbitoclast. The green-haired demon smirked from behind his surgical mask.

“I must say, Herr Doktor,” He said in a horrible German accent, mocking the man, “you should be proud of me. I’m no doctor, but I seem to be doing an impeccable job here, if I do say so myself.” He bragged, his smirk stretching into a twisted smile.

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anonymous asked:

RFA + V + Saeran reacting to an MC who just got stung by a wasp or bee? I recently got stung by a wasp and now my hand is all swollen ^^;;

Oh no! I consider myself lucky because I have yet to bee stung (hahahahah get it) and I hope I never will that shit looks painful T.T Did you clean the wound properly? Apparently honey really helps to soothe stings, but don’t use it if you’re allergic! I hope you get better soon ~

Also sorry but for now even if it’s a long post, I’m not going to put anything under a cut. I don’t want to risk losing any more of my stuff =.=

-Sevensity




Yoosung:

Happened to my bro when he was like 8, we were in my Gradmother’s garden and wanted to catch butterflies, so my bro saw a bumblebee and he was like “it’s fuzzy, colorful, and flies…therefore it’s a butterfly” bless his soul

  • Summer had arrived, and with it came a clear, breezy day, that weather where the sun warms you up but the wind cools you down at just the right moment
  • It was a perfect time to go butterfly catching
  • So collected your net, sunscreen, food, and one (1) Yoosung before precipitating yourself towards a nearby park
  • Tbh he didn’t really want to participate because he’s scared of hurting the butterflies oh my god hold me back this boy is so precious
  • But he was fine cheering you on from the sidelines, after all your happiness is his happiness
  • It wasn’t long before you spotted a Monarch butterfly perched atop a nearby flower bush, and in one fell swoop, you catch it in your net
  • Yoosung is like woah that’s my girl look at her what a pro
  • But you hadn’t thought that there might be other small critters lying among the flowers
  • So as you reached over to close the net, you felt a sharp pain in the meaty part of your palm
  • Yoosung appeared right beside you before you could even start to cry, pulling an emergency med kid out of his backpack as he took your hand in his and begins to treat your wound
  • “It’s okay, don’t cry,” he said, kissing your brow.  Although Yoosung was a bit nervous since the love of his life was in pain, his words were so soft and soothing that as they washed over you, the pain gradually faded and you were left with nothing but the warmth of his hand over yours
  • For the next few days, Yoosung constantly checked up on you, and told you to limit the use of your hand
  • He applied ointment to prevent any swelling and discomfort, and basically just took such good care of you the wound vanished in a few days
  • You lowkey wanted to become an animal just so that you could visit Doctor Yoosung and have him treat you


Zen:

  • It was quite simple really, you were crouched in front of a flower bed, smelling their sweet fragrance, while Zen sat beside you, thinking about how much you looked like a flower fairy
  • But then a bee sorta plopped onto your thigh, and in your surprise, you tried to brush it off, but the bee ended up stinging you before it fell onto the ground
  • Your yelp of pain brought Zen back from his reverie, and he cradled you against his chest, asking you why you were suddenly crying
  • Babe I think something stung me and it really hurts
  • He went from 1 to 100 real quick, his eyes blazing in fury as he tried to find The Villainous One Who Injured My Princess™
  • He’s all like @ bee: (ง'̀-‘́)ง come at me u ‘lil bitch
  • Zen the bee is already quite dead
  • He whisked you away towards the nearest first aid station, and held onto you the entire time you were getting the sting cleaned up and covered
  • Insisted that he carry you home, because he seemed to be under the impression that if you walked, your leg might fall off
  • Once you got home, he placed you on the couch and ordered you to stay put for the rest of the day
  • But he knelt before you and…
  • Being the romantic bastard (I use this word in a nice way here don’t hate me) he is, Zen lifted your leg up to his lips and kissed the bandage
  • “From now on, I will not lose to anything.  No human, nor bug, nor any other formidable foe will ever hurt you again, be they large or small.”
  • I mean as sweet as that sounds, just imagine Zen hovering around you with an aerosol can in his hand whenever you go outside, constantly spraying bug repellent everywhere so it just sorta hangs around you like a cloud
  • Are you trying to poison me Zen do you really wanna pull some Romeo and Juliet shit Zen are you really that dramatic Zen

Jaehee:

  • At first, the both of you thought that adding tables outside the cafe for customers to use was a good idea
  • But neither of you thought of the horrible things leftover sweets attracted
  • One day, while you were clearing up a table littered with half-eaten cake on a side not who dares not finish their cake why would you even consider such a thing???, you picked up a plate an immediately dropped it after feeling something stabbing your finger
  • The plate shattered against the ground, and you felt your heart beating in your index finger
  • Jaehee never heard you cuss so loud
  • She rushed outside to see what all the commotion was about, and saw you clutching your hand, face red and eyes watering
  • Now Jaehee is smart, with just a single look, she can tell exactly what’s wrong
  • Baehee ushered you inside, telling you not to worry about the plate, not to worry about your finger, not to worry about anything because she is there and will take care of you
  • She apologized to the customers, saying that she had something important to take care of, and wouldn’t be available for a few minutes
  • In a flash, she had everything laid out and ready to use, carefully pulling out the wasp’s stinger, wrapping a hand towel around your finger before giving you ice
  • You felt bad for disrupting both of your work, but she again told you to stop fretting
  • She made you stay behind for half an hour, until the ice was almost completely gone, before allowing you to come back again
  • Though she insisted that you only use one had , and limit yourself to the smaller tasks
  • When you both went home that day, Jaehee settled you on her couch and declared that she was going to feed you herself
  • But Jaehee I have two hands you know
  • She wouldn’t hear any of it though
  • “Fine, then how about you use your other hand to feed me in turn?”
  • It turned into a fluff fest and ended with both of you giggling hard, chocolate pudding smeared across both of your faces, cheeks flushed, that day’s incident long forgotten 
  • Mmh and then Jaehee offered to “clean up” the pudding on your face, and so another sort of fest begun


Jumin:

  • I’m like 700% sure that he’s already safe-proofed his entire penthouse
  • There are no bugs, no critters to be seen anywhere, even out in the garden, the only insects you see are the harmless ones
  • I guess with money, anything really is possible
  • EXCEPT, bees
  • Jumin was aware how important bees were for the environments as well as his garden, so he allowed the existence of bees to continue in his otherwise no-bug haven
  • But this led him to the fake belief that bees were completly harmless creatures
  • I mean for the most part they are but accidents still occur
  • And an accident was exactly what happened when you wandered too close to a bee hive
  • Luckily, you managed to escape with only one sting (actually I heard that even if you aren’t allergic at first, if you’re stung multiple times you can develop an allergy and die???) but it still caused enough pain to make you tear up
  • Jumin Mental Equation: You+Crying+Swollen Arm= MC has a fatal illness
  • Rushed you to the hospital despite your complains
  • Jumin I need tweezers and an ice pack, not an X-Ray and an IV
  • Did feel a bit embarrassed when the doctor told  him it’s just a bee sting
  • He had his arm around you the entire day after that, except when you fell asleep in the afternoon
  • When you woke up, Jumin was nowhere to be seen
  • The guards said he was in the garden
  • As you approached that place, you heard his voice talking to someone
  • You peaked around the corner and
  • Ju MIN??!
  • This dude was wearing a beekeeper outfit, in a cutesy kitten pattern to boot
  • But what shocked you the most was that he was trying to have a discussion with the bee hive
  • Or maybe, telling the bees off for hurting you was more accurate
  • Which did nothing but aggravate said bees, who were now swarming around him in a rather angry manner
  • Jumin you’re an absolute dork but that’s part of the reason why I adore you so much


V:

  • Really though, unless he’s there with you when it happens, the blind man will not notice your injuries, even if you happened to get your head chopped off
  • That’s really sad actually
  • When you were out in the garden tending he flowers and got stung by a wasp, it hurt, but you were adamant about not letting V find out
  • Imagine how he would feel if you got hurt but he wasn’t there beside you?
  • So you were biting your lip, fighting back tears as you rushed to treat yourself, when V came in
  • “Sweetheart? What are you doing?” he asked after hearing you rummaging around in the cabinets for tweezers.
  • “Ah, um, nothing!”
  • He reached out for you, and instinctively you did the same
  • V’s fingers brushed against your swelling forearm, and felt you flinch away
  • He froze
  • “”Did you…did you injure yourself?”
  • “It’s…it’s nothing major, just a wasp sting.”
  • “Oh my God, MC I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry I didn’t realize before, I’m so sorry I didn’t notice your pain.
  • The poor boy looked like he was about to cry, and clutched at his fkn gorgeous hair in distress
  • See this is exactly what I mean the poor man blames himself too much
  • You assured him that it was all okay, that you knew how to take care of your own wounds, and that if he wanted to make you feel better, he could stay near you
  • But after that incident, V suddenly decided to get the surgery
  • “What happens if something like this happens again,” he said, “I want to be able to prevent you from getting hurt again.”


Seven:

This happened to my friend in the same situation (except it was in a towel fort me and my friends had made),  we all found it so hilarious that even though she was crying from the pain, she still laughed along with us. What a touching story excuse me while I wipe away my tears

  • You managed to convince him to go to a public pool with you
  • Now this place had a really big grassy area with lots of shade, so you decide to sit down
  • But unluckily for you, you only wore your bathing suit and had your towel wrapped around your shoulders
  • And even more unluckily for you, there was a bumblebee bumbling around in your choice area to sit
  • Naturally, the little fuzzy fella was squashed to death, but not before his stinger was neatly lodged in your butt cheek
  • SEVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING OWWWW!!!!!!
  • The Defender of Justice Magically Appears!! He just kind of blinked at you while you were feeling up your butt tho
  • “Do you need some help with that, miss?”
  • Immediately became concerned when he saw you crying though, and pulled you into a tight embrace
  • “Honey what’s wrong?”
  • “S-Seven…I think I sat on a bumblebee.”
  • You felt him tense up
  • Then you felt him start to quiver
  • Bastard you better not be doing what I think you’re doing
  • Sure enough, Seven was trying to suppress his laughter, but when you pouted at him, he just couldn’t hold it in anymore
  • “Ahahaha! You sat on a bumblebee! I wonder what the view was like from down there…what did it see in it’s last moments? I bet it was a glorious sight to behold.”
  • You cheeky bastard pun 117% intended
  • Rest assured though, he gave you the best first aid care, especially given the location of your wound
  • After all was said done, Seven sighed wistfully and said, “But in all honesty, letting a bumblebee go somewhere so private…are you sure you weren’t having an affair?” also reference 249% intended
  • “No?”
  • “Good,” he says, leaning closer to your ear. “You better not bee.”
  • That night y’all watched The Bee Movie and he frequently whispered “That could be us but you playin’.”
  • What exactly he was insinuating, you did not know.


Saeran:

  • You went out to his favorite ice cream stall on a sweltering summer day
  • He went back for seconds while you waited at a nearby bench
  • Your hair fell over your shoulder as you leaned forward towards your half-eaten cone, so you lifted a hand to brush the locks back and –
  • OUCH!
  • You hadn’t noticed, but a sneaky wasp had flown into your hair, and you’d accidentally squished it a bit between your hair and collarbone
  • Real talk: when you get any sort of injury directly over bone, it fucking hurts
  • So when Saeran came back to see you crying, he was floored
  • Did I make her wait too long? Did someone hurt her? Did- wait what the hell is that?
  • He took one look at the swelling on your collarbone and decided that someone had tried to kill you
  • Ah Saeran, I’ve met a lot of people before who jump to the most unlikely conclusions possible but you reaaally take the cake
  • Though your tears weren’t something he wanted to see, so anxiously he patted your head and asked what happened
  • You explained to him, that you think you were stung by a wasp
  • Like Zen, Saeran looked around, trying to find someone to fight
  • Saeran who gives a damn about the wasp this sting hurts like a bitch
  • Tol bean wasn’t sure what to do though. There wasn’t no one to beat up, he he didn’t know how to take care of a wasp sting, and your crying was just making him want to cry
  • So Saeran, in a flurry, grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him
  • “It’s okay,” he said, “I know someone who can help. Just hang in there, okay?”
  • Saeran pls stop talking like I’m mortally wounded
  • With that he took off at break-neck speed in the direction of who knows where, pulling you along in his wake but shit this guy can go
  • Yeah, you still felt the throbbing pain beneath your neck, but Saeran ran so fast your were practically flying through the air behind him
  • A few minutes later, you found yourself at Yoosung’s doorstep, Saeran spamming the doorbell until a disheveled looking ray of sunshine boy opened the door
  • Without much grace due to his sheer panic, Saeran shoved you in front of him and yelled, “Please, help me! I don’t know what to do!”
  • When things calmed down a bit and the circumstances explained, Yoosung showed Saeran how to clean a sting wound, how to properly remove a leftover stinger as well as remedies to soothe the affected area
  • Yoosung teaching Saeran new thing, and Saeran absorbing it all with shining eyes was a really effective painkiller
  • Lol it was almost worth getting stung just to witness this moment 

Since Thirst is (FINALLY!) right around the corner, I wanted to drop a quick preview of the story!

Although it’s based off a previous AU of mine, you don’t have to be familiar with Hunger to read this fic – only the medieval(ish) setting and certain details are the same. 

I’m really pleased with the way this story unfolded as I began exploring the dynamics of the societal expectations Wolves and Lambs (my versions of alphas/omegas) are expected to uphold in this world. I hope you all enjoy this new adventure!


The door to the forge was clearly marked, with a large metal sign above it, a hammer and anvil prominent on the black iron. Tobio wondered if it would be considered rude to knock and wake the blacksmith so early, but the man was supposed to have been expecting him as it was, and Tobio wasn’t inclined to wait. So he approached, and rapped smartly upon the door.

“Hello?” he called.  "Excuse me—I believe I’m supposed to be starting an assistantship here today.“

There was no response to be found.

Frowning, Tobio looked to his left. That way led down a narrow alley, and what looked to be a dead end. He looked to his right. There was an open area, housing an outdoor hearth, and past that, a path that meandered around to the back of the building. He chose the path, and wandered down it. The shop was longer than it looked from the outside, and presently, he realized the blacksmith must live there, as well, though the windows had the curtains drawn.

"Hello?” he whispered loudly at one of them. And then, he thought he heard a noise—a loud clucking and commotion.

Now curious, he kept going, and as he walked, he thought it sounded like the noise was moving with him. There was a clattering, a clang, a crash, what sounded almost like the loud flap of wings, and right as he turned the corner of the building, a door at the back flew open with a bang.

An enormous red rooster ran out of it.

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ANOTHER ONE THAT TOOK WAAAAAY TOO LONG. whoops;;;;

I wouldn’t have survived without the help of @overdrivels thenks bb u3u <3

and i maybe also realized that i might have a thing for hospital scenes hahaha;;;;;

Follow up of this ol’ thing!


If his upbringing had taught Genji nothing else, it was to be observant. It was a necessity at the time, after all, but it had proven itself useful in other situations. It was how he had finally gotten his brother to stop being a moony-eyed loner after all.

He still felt rather proud of himself for that, giving that nudge for Hanzo to actively seek his own happiness. It was a wonderful sight, his brother and his lady, the man looking a touch less emotionally constipated than he usually did. Hanzo wanted to think himself hard to read, but he could be painfully obvious to anyone who knew what to look for; as siblings, he was especially vulnerable to Genji’s keen eye.

But his keen skills, unfortunately, were not perfect, and alerted him too late that something wasn’t quite right. It wasn’t until he saw you alone, rushing into an empty meeting room, visibly upset.

That Hanzo wasn’t with you set him on immediate alarm.

On recollection, he hadn’t seen his brother at all that day, and seldom the evening prior. His gut reaction was worry for Hanzo, but if something had happened to him, surely the rest of the base would have been notified by now.

He wasn’t about to search out his brother, not to start with at least, so that left him to approach you, as much as he didn’t really want to. Emotional comfort wasn’t a particular strength of his – that was more his Master’s realm of expertise.

But with Hanzo nowhere to be seen, and you no longer your usually exuberant self, Genji sighed – though he was not entirely exasperated – and set out to right things. Again. He wondered how he let himself caught up in this.

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anonymous asked:

Wheres 👏 my 👏 hs au👏 andreil

right here, right now, sam is gonna give u that good hs au andreil content we all need and love while sj is Slep

i implore you, for a half a second, to imagine a vacation to england with the monsters involved. neil likes to call it the motherland. two out of three californians are not prepared for the cold of england in the dead of winter.

they suffer.

these are their stories.

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astro + summer camp counsellor au?

  • Starts with Myungjin, of course
    • When Jinjin found out his coursemate MJ was working as a camp counsellor over the summer, he practically tripped over himself to sign up
    • And then whined at Rocky and Bin to not leave him alone 
    • And so Bin and Rocko have to suffer tiny brats 
    • Anything under the age of 6 is fine, Bin thinks, but anything over? 
    • Obnoxious, loud and judgemental 
    • The worse combination, in Bin’s honest opinion
    • The fact that Bin ends up loving all his kids is irrelevant
  • But for some reason the brats love Moonrockjin so much it’s incredible 
  • MJ’s still their star counsellor, with kids hanging off his every limb and climbing all over him 
    • His group is basically a bunch of giggles it’s so cute !!!
    • They always wrap around him and clamber into his lap and ask him to give goodnight stories or songs 
    • And MJ will duly deliver 
    • Brightest & Earliest 
    • Always gets breakfast for his kids before his own 
    • The purest bean 
  • But when Jinjin talks to his kids in his soft, warm tone, he has them hanging onto his every word 
    • And all his kids are so Loyal™ to him it’s so cute 
    • He could ask them all to run around a tree ten times and they’d do it, no question 
    • Adorable 
  • Rocky doesn’t even try to impress his kids ?? 
    • They just kind of look at him in awe 
    • And somehow he makes them all crave his approval 
    • @ his kids: “hey, what do you guys think of tonight’s water balloon fight?" 
    • Kids, screaming: "WE GON WIN IT" 
    • Rocky: 
    • Rocky: 
    • Rocky: "uh ok sure" 
    • But when they do win it makes him smile so much and he’s just so proud of his kids he beams ????? 
    • And listen they live for the beam all his kids in his group are highkey in love with his beam 
    • Me too kids me too 
  • Bin that one bored counsellor with really chill kids 
    • Who just kind of sit around and talk a lot
    • I mean sure they could run around but 
    • Why would you run 
    • When you could eat 
    • Jinjin forever wondering in disbelief how Bin’s kids always finish their food stock so fast 
    • But listen they look chill but their competitive streak is a mile long 
    • One time Rocky’s kids beat them in a Capture the Flag game round 
    • Wrecked Rocky’s kids in the next four rounds so badly Rocky had to tell Bin to ask his kids to Chill 
    • Has kids highkey in love with him because he did a dance off with Rocky the very first day of summer camp 
    • And w o w those moves 
    • All the girls in the room swooning for the both of them
    • Incredibly cute 
  • There are other counsellors too, of course, who manage other groups of kids and some who double up to teach classes and some who are just extra helpers 
  • Jinjin being one of those who teach classes 
    • Jinjin bringing the whole batch of summer camp kids out to the field to stargaze at night 
    • Tells them about constellations and the stories behind them 
    • Tells them also about aliens and gets whacked by Rocky 
  • Rocky & Bin who conduct dance classes 
    • Teaching them simple dance routines to popular songs
    • Highkey unaware that the kids enjoy the class just because they like seeing Moonrock move too 
    • It’s mostly Rocky teaching and Bin snickering until Rocky hits him and makes him go over to help some poor stumbling kid 
    • Why is Rocko the only one with sense in all of my AUs
  • MJ & Heejun conducting music classes 
    • Read: make-a-lot-of-noise classes
    • Cue MJ surrounded by screaming kids banging pots and pans 
    • Heejun shouting over the din to encourage more noise 
    • MJ screaming at the top of his own lungs and banging his pans even louder 
    • Bin wants to cry whenever he has to deposit his kids with MJ & HJ and shuffle MJ’s kids off to some other class for some other activity
    • Because his kids come back banging things and screaming and Bin will never have peace 
    • Also because MJ’s kids are so touchy and loving and like to crawl all over Bin 
    • When really the only one he wants that near him is
    • Goddammit 
  • The head counsellor 
    • Beautiful, independent, kind, intelligent, slightly-awkward-dancer Eunwoo 
    • Wow truly 
    • The moment he went in for counsellor training Bin was a goner 
      • Eunwoo standing at the front of the room, directing people to seats
      • Smiling and just looking incredibly capable 
      • Checking their name tags and making sure he pronounced all their names right
      • Standing in front of all the counsellors and giving a speech about his own experience as a counsellor and what they were expected to do 
      • Bin wept a little inside when Eunwoo made eye contact with him 
      • And smiled 
      • Eunwoo breaking up the counsellors into groups to get to know each other better 
      • And shuffling himself into Bin’s group for ice breakers 
      • Bin wanted to cry 
      • The whole group did to be honest 
      • Because one of the ice breakers was doing a dance move that represented you 
      • Seongwoo dabbed & everyone groaned 
      • Bin did some popping & everyone was impressed
      • Eunwoo just kind of flapped around & everyone cried laughing 
      • Eunwoo smiling in sheepish embarrassment 
      • You know the one ie the second to last gif in this set that still makes me cry when I think about it
      • Bin just kind of smiling because wow his heart is doing flippity flops 
    • And when he sees Eunwoo with his kids it’s even worse 
    • Because Eunwoo is so soft and gentle with them 
      • Smiling and holding their hands as they go around in some weird human chain 
    • Eunwoo’s kids being the most well behaved 
      • They’d be just as noisy as the rest but the moment Eunwoo holds up his hands and smiles 
      • They all fall silent and sit there waiting for him to speak 
    • Eunwoo’s classroom also being the quietest 
      • Bin loving when he brings his kids to Eunwoo because they come out quietly and in slight awe 
      • Also Bin loving when he brings his kids to Eunwoo for a slightly different, more personal reason
      • Snotty seven year olds sitting at attention and staring at Eunwoo’s hands work around a small metal hoop and juggling multiple thread spools
      • Eunwoo gently encouraging their weaving!!! 
      • many thank 2 @binsmoon​ for this!!
    • Has so many kids in love with him it’s incredible 
      • Sometimes takes stuff out of their hands to fix 
      • Stays up late settling schedules and unforeseen holdups in camp 
      • Stays up even later sometimes fixing botched weaving so that the kids feel proud of their work regardless 
  • Highkey wanted to write Sanha into this as a seven year old but
  • Sanha, son of the guy who owns the whole camp set-up 
    • Sanha not handling kids yet even though he’s spent every summer ever running around his dad’s compound 
    • Sanha just going around and being extra help like Heejun 
    • So when a group is missing a counsellor or if a class needs an extra instructor they can go immediately 
    • Highkey a fave with the kids because he’s also one 
    • Screams and flaps around just as much as the kids do 
    • Seven year olds being convinced he is One of Them, just by some freak of nature taller and ganglier 
      • "Who’s your counselor!! Mine’s Rocky!!!!" 
      • "Uh I’m a counselor, sweetie" 
      • Rocky snorting and herding his kids away from a slightly squawking Sanha 
  • Jinjin bringing his squad aka 5stro out when the kids go to sleep to go look at the stars 
    • You know
    • As a cover for wanting to go look at the stars with MJ
    • As a cover for wanting to look at the stars in MJ’s eyes
    • Moonrock: "u gotta ask him out before the end of the summer, hyung, u foRCED US INTO COMING TO THIS SUMMER CAMP YOU BETTER" 
    • Jinjin: "ok but listen,,” but
    • Moonrock shoving Jinjin towards MJ 
    • MJ: ????
    • Jinjin: “hiwe'regoingtostargazetonightdoyouwannacome" 
    • MJ: 
    • MJ: "YEAH OKAY :D” 
    • MJ beaming because wow he thought Jinjin would never get his act together he’s so obviously crushing hard on MJ but hasn’t spoken more than 2 sentences to MJ the whole camp and at this point MJ’s getting impatient 
  • 5stro finding Eunwoo lying in the grass already staring up at the sky 
    • Contemplating life ??
    • Rocko, being Rocko, pushing Bin towards him 
    • Bin scratching his neck and settling down beside Eunwoo in silence 
    • Eunwoo turning to smile tiredly at whoever it is 
    • Eunwoo realising it's 
    • It’s Bin 
      • The new counselor with the most graceful moves and a great dance bod
      • The new counselor that grins at him every time he comes with his kids and has uneven eyes and the cutest smile 
      • The new counselor Eunwoo spotted at the training session and selfishly sorted into Eunwoo’s group so he could stare at him a little more 
      • The new counselor who’s now wearing a loose tank top and board shorts and scuffed sneakers and is looking up at the stars 
    • Eunwoo hoping the dark is enough to cover his blushing 
    • Bin running a hand through his hair before adjusting himself and lying down next to Eunwoo 
    • Eunwoo beaming slightly to the sky and Bin watching him from the corner of his eye 
  • Rocko, looking left at where Jinjin’s pointing out constellations to MJ and right where Bin and Eunwoo are contemplating the sky in silence 
    • Rocko huffing and settling himself a distance away from them all to look at his own patch of sky 
    • Baby Sanha trailing him and yawning sleepily 
    • current mood: that one weirdly sensual "sf niiiine” whisper at the start of Fanfare aljshf i’m so sleepy same Sanha
    • Rocko glancing at the smol giraffe and deciding to call it a night and deliver the smol sleepy boy back to his dorm 
  • MJ laughing at Jinjin’s (very bad) puns and delivering better jokes 
    • Before long all you can hear from Jinjin’s corner of the field are ugly snorts and cute giggles and one of them trying to say something before dissolving into more ugly snorting 
  • Bin glancing over to where MJ and Jinjin seem like they’re having a good time and glancing over to Eunwoo to see what he thinks 
    • Only to catch Eunwoo staring at him 
    • Eunwoo flushing and making up a rubbish excuse and mumbling: “I think you’ve got a leaf on your face" 
    • Wow
    • Thanks Eunwoo
    • Good job 
    • Eunwoo’s about to cry 
    • Bin: leaf ???? In an open field with no trees ?????
    • Before feeling Eunwoo’s hand press on his cheek and tensing up slightly and promptly forgetting 
    • Eunwoo, murmuring: "yeah it’s gone now" 
    • Bin: well it wasn’t there in the first place but wow his heart is pounding so hard and so fast 
    • Bin: "Thanks?" 
    • Kind of? He guesses ???????  
    • Eunwoo’s fingers still on his cheek 
    • Bin flushing wow he really hopes Eunwoo doesn’t feel his cheeks heat up 
    • Particularly loud laughter from Myungjin 
    • Eunwoo quickly removing his hand and coughing slightly and they go back to staring at the sky until Eunwoo dozes off 
    • Bin looking at the peaceful angel and smiling to himself
    • Because wow truly he’s so beautiful when he’s sleeping but this can’t be good for his back 
    • Bin waking him up and seeing Eunwoo’s slightly drowsy smile and hearing Eunwoo’s voice thick with sleep 
    • Bin walking a sleepy head counsellor back to his dorm before walking back to his own 
    • Eunwoo’s heart: !!!!!!!!!!!!! 
  • Bin hatching his own plan because !!!!! Dammit he needs to take his own advice @ jinjin 
    • Because he’s highkey wondering what it’s like to wake up next to that beautiful man and seeing his sleepy smile and hearing his sleep-rough voice every morning 
    • Cue Bin climbing a tree on the way back to his dorm 
    • Slips a bit and gets a small abrasion on his knee but whatever 
    • An idiot 
    • But it’s worth it for Eunwoo Bin can’t stop grinning the whole night 
  • Bin seeing Eunwoo the next day when he brings his kids to weaving class 
    • Eunwoo blushing because wow he’s such an idiot lmao what the hell was that last night 
    • Bin, smirking slightly: "I think you’ve got a leaf on your face" 
    • Pulls a leaf from behind Eunwoo’s ear 
    • Bin’s kids, eyes wide at their counsellor 
    • Eunwoo, eyes wide at Bin and stammering a thanks 
    • Bin, pressing the leaf into Eunwoo’s hands and waving bye to his kids 
    • Eunwoo, standing in front of the whole bunch, face on fire before slipping the leaf in his pocket 
    • One girl slightly weeping because wow it means not one counsellor is Taken but two 
    • Two!!!! 
    • Highkey me
  • MJ bounding up to Jinjin when he brings his kids in for music and slipping an arm around his shoulders 
    • Jinjin squeaking slightly because wow from not talking to talking until sunrise to sudden skinship he’s not prepared 
    • Jinjin’s kids now squealing and shipping them 
    • MJ beaming all around and Heejun shepherding Jinjin out before he distracts the class further 
    • Heejun keeping it PG y'all 
  • Eunwoo touching the leaf throughout the lesson and only realised he’s nearly rubbed off the number scribbled on it 
    • Eunwoo, now permanently stained red from blushing so much: !!!!!!!!! 
    • Bin, staring at his phone in anticipation: 
    • Phone beeps and he falls off his chair into Rocko 
    • Rocko, screaming injustice 
    • Never did anything to deserve this treatment all I’ve been doing is being a supportive best friend and you cRASH INTO ME stOP LAUGHING BIN YOU WERE THE ONE THAT CRASHED INTO ME 
  • Jinjin getting snaps of kids screaming the whole day from MJ 
    • More snaps of MJ screaming tbh 
    • Replies with photos of his own kids and occasionally a selfie 
    • MJ smiling to himself and his kids leaping on him and squealing because wow it’s the other cute counsellor!
    • !!!!!!!! 
    • Sanha, popping up: "I never sent any photos of myself to MJ though" 
    • MJ, smacking him: "ur not even close to cute shut up”
    • Talk shit get hit
      • Seungjun unfolding himself from a corner to pat his poor smol tol on the head 
  • Wow I’m not even close to done with this AU I’m yelling I’ll update this soon 

anonymous asked:

Siri, imagine Aaron and Robert wanting to be intimate during a visit but being unable to. Someone sees and then Aarons attacked and Robert feels guilty about it. I wont be able to handle it.

EXCUSE ME ANON HOW DARE YOU

oh god no but picture it

Robert gets the phonecall when he’s in a meeting.

He answers it because it’s usually Liv’s school. Chas’ number pops up on the screen and Robert curses inwardly. No matter how much she’s missing her brother, Liv’s acting out is starting to grate on his nerves. Robert doesn’t want to lose his temper, but he doesn’t know what else to do.

“I have to take this,” he says, looking apologetic. The couple he’s trying to schmooze into a contract don’t look best pleased, until he tells them his sister needs him. He slips off to a corner, hitting the answer button. “What is it this time?”

“Robert,” Chas says, her voice wavering, and Robert panics. His fingers tighten around the phone as Chas says, “It’s Aaron.”

Time seems to crawl to a stop, and Robert presses the palm of his hand to his eyes. “What?”

“There’s been a fight, love, and Aaron-”

“I’ll be right home.” Robert hangs up, knows Chas will kill him later, but he can’t think about that now. Thankfully he begs off the meeting, and agrees to meet up the next day, but he’s so distracted he doesn’t really know what he’s said. The trip home seems to take too long, even longer for him to actually push open the door to the pub.

Chas is there, eyes red, her hands clutching her phone. “He’s in hospital.”

“Why didn’t you tell me to meet you there,” Robert says, and then remembers; Aaron’s a prisoner, still, even in hospital. “What’s going to happen?”

“There’s a process,” Chas explains, leading Robert to the sofa. They sit down, Chas taking Robert’s hand. “Jason’s helping, seeing if he can’t help out. I promise we’ll get to see him.”

“Why was he attacked?” Robert asks, the hand on his knee is still shaking, and he clenches it into a fist.

Chas looks down at their linked hands. “Some of his cellmates found out he was gay.”

Robert’s heart skips. “He wouldn’t tell them, and we’re always so-”

Trailing off, Robert remembers his last visit; remembers taking Aaron’s hand, thumb rubbing over the skin of his thumb. It has been a fraction of a second, a blink and you miss it gesture, but someone must have seen.

“This is because of me,” Robert says, eyes wide, panic and guilt warring in his chest. “I took his hand, I was trying to help, but they must have seen.”

“Robert,” Chas says, other hand touching his face. “This isn’t you, love, this could have happened anytime.”

“But it didn’t.” Robert wrenches away from her, paces the length of the sofa. “This happened after my visit, because of what I did. This is my fault.”

Chas looks a step away from crying, her eyes red and wet. “Robert, love, I-”

Robert needs to know if Aaron’s okay, he needs to know if he’s - Robert’s ruined it, he couldn’t even stand not to touch Aaron for months, and now Aaron’s paying for it, will continue to pay for it. “I can’t go and see him again,” he says, quickly, certain. “If I stay away maybe they’ll think we’ve ended it and he’ll be safe.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” Chas says, frowning. “Listen to yourself, that’ll hurt Aaron more!”

“No, Chas,” Robert shakes his head. “I’m hurting Aaron. If I stay away, he’ll be fine. Just - I need to know if he’s okay.”

Chas looks like she wants to say something else.

“Please, Chas,” Robert says, sagging a little. He just feels guilty, awful. “Can you let me know if they call back? I can’t do this, I can’t be responsible for this.”

“You’re not, love, I promise.”

“I am, though,” Robert says. “If I hadn’t touched him, they wouldn’t know.”

Chas doesn’t say anything to that, can’t, and Robert feels his stomach drop. He offers her a small smile, hopes it’s enough to persuade her he’ll be okay.

“Thanks,” he mumbles, slipping past her and up the stairs. The bedroom door - his now, not Aaron’s now - looms above him and every step feels like it’s taking forever. Robert’s heart clenches painfully. He doesn’t know how he’ll cope not seeing Aaron for months on end, but he can’t risk it, he can’t be the reason Aaron gets beaten.

He won’t be the reason.

hahaha i‘m fine

anonymous asked:

Hello!! Could you do RFA's reactions to their crush tripping and getting hurt, but they decide to say the pick up line "I guess, you could say I'm falling for you~" (I secretly want to do this to someone, but no one is around when I do fall down😂 ) thx! 💕

Omg that’s cute hahahaha!!! I’ll have fun with this one! I’m sorry if it’s short but I did my best :D You’re my second request btw, thank you so much~


Zen

🎶 You went to visit him at his rehearsal
🎶 You entered backstage because everyone knows you’re Zen’s s/o and he’s the big star around there
🎶 Almost everyone went home so you spot Zen by himself in the middle of the stage reading his script
🎶 “hey Ze-”
🎶 You don’t notice the theatre curtain’s sash ropes on the floor
🎶 (シO A O)シ
🎶 You fall on your knees and you hiss in pain
🎶 Zen doesn’t even spare a second he drops the script and he’s on you
🎶 “BABE!! ARE YOU OKAY???!!!1111!!”
🎶 The little muffin is c o n c e r n e d
🎶 you look up at him and feel guilty
🎶 and then you realized why did you fell!
🎶 “I’m sorry Zen, something was wrong with my eyes because I couldn’t take them off you.” (^^ゞ
🎶 what
🎶 he stares at you dumbfounded, but a smirk quickly sets on his lips as he gives you his hand to help you up
🎶 smh
🎶 “Babe, I know how you feel but next time try to look where you’re going because the only way I want an angel like you to fall – is in my arms.”
🎶 then he pulls you to a hug and smooches you > 3 <

Yoosung

★You two went out on a weekly date and decided to go see a movie!
(‐^▽^‐)
★ everything was going well, Yoosung was really excited about this film and so were you!! He bought the tickets and you bought the popcorns and drinks.
★ But you two were late haha!
★ It was Yoosung’s fault because he basically dragged you into a gaming shop
★ So like a gentleman he offered to carry the popcorns and drinks. and as a form of an apology lol
★ You two enter the theatre and it’s pitch black, obviously. The movie hasn’t started yet but the ads were playing.
★ You two were pleasantly surprised to see the room mostly empty apart from a few people sitting in the front. You two had seats in the back so you had a lot a stairs to ascend
★ it’s a little hard to see the steps, even with the small lights and Yoosung is ahead of you
★ boi used to spend his time in his dark room play LOLOL so he’s used to it 
★ then it happens and you’re glad you’re not carrying anything
★ You miss a step and fall down, hitting your stomach and forehead on the stairs.
★ people gasp
★ but Yoosung scrEAMS
★ he puts the popcorns and drinks on the seat to his side jumps down four steps to reach you
★ you’re about to cry when he lifts you up, you seriously are.
★ but he beats you to it
★ “MC!! M-MC does it hurt?? Do you want me to call an ambulance??!!”
★ oh no your baby looks so frightened
★ “No Yoosung I’m fine, I just thought I smelled a cigarette but it was just your hot butt.”
★ *Law and Order’s DUN DUN plays in the background*
★ He stares at you as the movie finally starts
★ Then you just end his suffering by leading him to your seats with the popcorns and drinks, and as you sit down he looks at you shyly
★ “Are your legs tired? because you’ve been running through my mind all day long.”
★ you both end up laughing so hard that the people in the front sush you

Jaehee

☕ You guys had the day off from the coffee shop!! So you just decided to stay home and relax.
☕ Jaehee suggested watching a movie and cuddle
☕ netflix and chill 
☕ As you’re in the kitchen preparing the snacks, Jaehee is setting the movie and arranging the comforters. because it’s winter time
☕ you couldn’t find a certain bowl for the salty pretzels and since this was Jaehee’s apartment you padded to the living room to ask her where it was at
☕ Hahaha you thought! As soon as you leave the kitchen you kick the corner of the wall with your slipper and you basically just slam yourself on the opposite wall, booooooi you dropped like a ragged doll on the floor Σ(゚A´|
☕ Jaehee hears the disturbance and her judo mode is O N (ง •̀_•́)ง
☕ but she was not ready for what she was about to see
☕ you, lying on your back like a fallen turtle, crying and holding onto your traitor foot
☕ “Mc, what on earth happened? D:”
☕ what do you do? you look at her from the floor (she’s upside down for you) and smile weakly.
☕ “Here I am! What were your other two wishes?” (◕‿◕✿)
☕ E X A S P E R A T I O N
☕ Mama Jaehee sighs and tries not to smile as she helps you up and leads you to sit down on the couch as you limp
☕ “I know you’re embarassed but it’s all right, I’m not going to make fun of you because you fell down.” she gives a gentle smile and you swear to god that melted
☕ In the end she takes care of the snacks and the night ends with both of you snuggled together on the couch

Jumin

🍷 Excuse me but
🍷 He takes safety seriously when it comes to you so you rarely trip anymore
🍷 bUT
🍷 You’re sitting on the couch and petting a purring Elly when you hear your hubby come home
🍷 You instantly jump from the couch to go greet him
🍷 Elly was like “heCK (⊙w⊙)” 
🍷 “Jumin, welcome hom–” σ(≧ε≦o)
🍷 Yooo did I mention that he orders his shiny floor tiles to be waxed?
🍷 You slipped and fell lmao
🍷 rip
🍷 You fell on your butt, which hurt a lot to be honest, you even felt something pop
🍷 Jumin throws himself at the floor after you
🍷 “Kitten, are you alright?”
🍷 his voice is calm but you can see panic on his expression, his eyes scan your body everywhere that you feel naked under him
🍷 “U-Uhm, yeah… sorry but I hope you know CPR, because you took my breath away.”
🍷 You didn’t sound as confident as you wanted
🍷 His concerned expression was replaced with a confused frown
🍷 “MC, I thought you had hit your lower area, not your head? I shall call a doctor then, stay still and don’t move my love.”
🍷 Jumin wait–
🍷 Only later at night when you’re both asleep is when the man suddenly sits up on the bed and looks at you
🍷 “Was that a pick-up line?”
🍷 “Jumin go back to sleep.”

Saeyoung

💕 You two are celebrating your first anniversary after your wedding.
💕 yea you’re Mrs. Choi now
💕 You two went to the zoo because Saeyoung has never been there!!
💕 it rain all week, but today was sunny just for you two <3
💕 Selfies were taken, videos were made and you two were sure to take photo of all animals that crossed your way.
💕 The aquatic show was about to begin, and you two were certainly not going to miss it
💕 it was on the other side of the zoo though!!!
💕 You and Saeyoung leg it as fast as you can
💕 oh look is that a mud puddle standing in your way?
💕 gosh darn it there you go
💕 You were pacing too fast that you almost do a flip in the air when you slip on it
💕 You didn’t fell on the mud puddle but you certainly made a few people stop and gasp when you dropped and rolled
💕 “GAH!! MC MC!! OH GOD ARE YOU OKAY??!!!11”
💕 does it looks like I’m okay Saeyoung?
💕 you give him a petty glare but he looks down on you so painfully worried that you sigh and decide to go for a different path
💕 “Are those space pants? Because from this angle your ass is out of this world.” _(┐「ε:)_
💕 then you wink
💕 u little shit 
💕 (⁄ ⁄•⁄O⁄•⁄ ⁄)
💕 He goes red on his face for a moment as he helps you up, but then his 707 grin appears and–
💕 “No, they’re prison pants. And it’s time for me to make my escape.”
💕 then he guns for it
💕 because the aquatic show!!! DUUUH!!!!
💕 “SAEYOUNG COME BACK I AM LIMPING!! > A <
💕 ofc that he comes back and carries you there haha he loves you 

I hope that was good enough haha!! This took me an hour O_O;;

Witness Protection

(Was bad boy vernon) Drabble game 1. 

Originally posted by sneezes

Pairing:

 Vernon x Reader


Genre:

Idk. Not really fluff but not smut and not really angst either.


Warnings:

someone gets knocked out and mentions of blood


Prompts: 


                86- “Am i scaring you?”

                99- “You got a cute butt.”

                145- “I don’t care if you’re 4 or 40, you don’t hit people.”

Notes: Hair is BOOMBOOM era bc they fit nicely with the setting in my opinion

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Closure (M)

Summary:

It was supposed to give you closure, it was supposed to be the end of your relationship with him. But the moment your gaze meets his, all of the memories flood right back to you and you’re finding yourself receiving closure in a different kind of way with Hoseok.

A/N:

*breathes heavily* I finally got around to finishing this. Not gonna lie, this destroyed me. Hoseok in general destroys me, tbh. I’m dedicating this to @namsjxms because I know she’s been waiting for this. Also because I usually torture her with Jungkook and I wanted to give her some bias feels for once.

Word Count:

4k.

Genre/Warnings:

Angst, rough sex, oral (both receiving and giving), swearing, dirty talk, possessiveness/jealousy issues.

“It’s okay to want me, ‘cause I want you.”

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glitter-lisp  asked:

I don't know why but I'm just picturing how Shiro seducing the alien would have gone differently if Matt had been there. I mean, it probably would have gone about the same, except that Matt just. Needs a minute. He's gotta sit down. Lie down. Bury himself. Maybe cry a little. Maybe borrow some of Keith's music as he rethinks everything he thought he knew about himself and his ability to function as a human being when he can see Shiro's chest and abs and arms and FUCK.

Lance whooped, loudly enough that Matt nearly jumped out of his chair.

Covering the ear closest to him, Keith scowled.  “Ow.  You want to get any louder?”

“Is that a dare, Mullet?”

Hunk shoved an arm between them, rolling his eyes.  “Nope. We are not getting in a fight here.  That’s, like, a level of skeevy I don’t want to touch.  Play nice or go to separate corners, I don’t care which.”

Which was fair.  It was bad the best place to watch their target was a strip club.  That was strange, even if Matt didn’t find any of the dances on stage very biologically stimulating.  Nothing about that slug thing was terribly inspiring, no many scales fell off their back.

Space was weird.  But Matt already knew that.

Resting her chin on her palm, Katie eyed Lance.  “What’s got you so excited, anyway?”

Lance beamed again, forgetting the brewing fight, and gestured over.  “Shiro’s heading over.  Taking bets this time.  Think it’ll work again?”

Following Lance’s gesture, Matt spotted Shiro and froze.

First of all, skin.  Matt was not used to seeing Shiro’s skin.  At all.  But apparently for whatever it was he was planning, he’d taken off his undershirt and left his vest hanging open.

Second of all, Shiro had followed their target onto the dance floor, and was fitting in accordingly.

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anonymous asked:

Hey, do you write angst? If so could you do one where Gladio gets into a pretty heated argument with his s/o and out of stubbornness she sleeps on the couch but in the middle of the night Gladdy goes and squishes himself on there with her cause he can't sleep without her? Is that easy to read? I'm sorry haha.

Hey dear! I do write angst, and don’t worry, your request was easy to read :3 This was angst but it turned into fluff… Whoops, hope that’s okay!

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“I don’t care, Gladiolus!”

When you used his full name, he knew that he’d pissed you off. You were absolutely fuming with him, your hands shaking at the mere thought of what had happened. Maybe it was just a misunderstanding… But it always seemed like he had time for Noctis but never for you.

“This one was special, our anniversary but no, you had to go out with Noctis and get yourself hurt!” You motioned up at the brand new scar on his face. There were tears in your eyes, yes, you knew he was the kings shield, but that didn’t give him the excuse that it was your two year anniversary of being together and instead he went out with Noctis - despite the fact you’d had everything booked and ready for months. “Look, I don’t want to see you for the rest of the night, I’m sleeping on the couch.”

“Babe-”

“Please, Gladio… Just this once, just… Let me alright. I know you’re sorry… But I’m really upset over this. Just… Just give me time, alright?”

As night fell, you’d settled on the couch and slowly fallen asleep despite the fact your boyfriend was in the shared bedroom, wrapped up warm in the large king sized bed that the both of you shared. Of course, just because you were sleeping didn’t mean that Gladio was, he was struggling to fall asleep, knowing that he’d upset you - he’d always been a person to never go to bed in a bad mood. Sitting up in the bed, he glanced out between the crack in the curtains to see the night sky of Insomnia - he’d worried you when he turned up with the scar on his face, when he told you that he’d wound up in hospital without even telling you…

Slipping out of the bed with his pillow and the duvet from the bed, he made his way into the living room to find you sat up, staring out of the window. “Guess you couldn’t sleep either.” He spoke softly, making you nod your head in the darkness.

“Couch isn’t as comfy as the bed.” You paused slightly. “Or as comfy as you.”

Gladio made his way over, slipping on the couch with you as you shuffled, it was a tight squeeze with the both of you on it, always had been. Until you shuffled and laid on top of him, head on his bare chest. His hands gently ran down your back, the silence comfortable between the both of you.

“I’m sorry for skipping out on you.” He finally spoke, still gently running his hands up and down your back. “I should have told Noct that it was too important to miss.”

“I don’t care about that anymore.” You whispered, trying not to cry. Astrals, you could feel the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. “I was so scared, you never told me where you were… You were in the hospital, Gladio. You were attacked because of Noctis, I could lose you…”

“You’re never going to lose me, baby.”

“You don’t know that. You can’t make that promise, you could go with Noctis one day and I might never see you again.”

“Hey, hey, baby girl. Listen to me.” He made you look at him, you could only just see his face from the moonlight that was breaking through the windows. “If I ever have to leave with Noctis, you’re coming with me. I’m not leaving you behind, not a chance in hell. You and me, we’re end game, baby. Nothing’s going to change that.”

“You mean that?”

“I love you, baby girl. Nothing is ever going to change that, I promise, you’re coming with me…”

You paused before breathing in sharply. “Teach me how to fight, like you do Noctis, I want to be able to save you one day. I’m not going to be a liability to you. I don’t want to be an Amicitia that doesn’t fight…”

“Amicitia, huh? Already thinking that far ahead?” He chuckled lowly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I’ll teach you babe, promise. No more missed dates, no more running off with Noctis and not telling you if I get hurt… Just on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“We go back to the actual bed, we need a bigger couch.”

we only have forever ° mark x reader

astronaut! mark lee x reader                   
• genre: fluff, angst (if u squint)
• warnings: uh, mentions of divorce ?

• a/n:  this is (obviously) a non-idol au, i’ve also changed the reader’s and mark’s, dates of birth to fit this au. also, i’m aware that you probably won’t be sent up into space for 5 years (5 years without gravity is a lot on the body), but uh, ignore that for the plot ??  oh, and excuse how many time skips there are?


On September 15th, 2017, a seven year old you watched as Cassini burned into Saturn’s atmosphere, and seven year old you cried. Because how could you let go of something you so strongly believed discovered so much of your future? You were so tired of letting go of things you cared so much about, so the stars, and planets, and the whole universe was what you fell in love with and held onto, so dearly. They could never leave you and they never would, because, from star dust we come, and to star dust we will return.


The first day of middle school was the scariest thing you had experienced so far. You felt like pluto out of everyone there, and much like pluto, you experienced quite a lot of change in such a small amount of time. Your parents divorced, you moved from Toronto to Vancouver, and were at, of course, a new school. It was a foreign feeling, having no company to eat lunch with, but the first thing that came to mind was “you won’t be lonely in space, you’ll have the whole galaxy to be your friend.”  That didn’t stop your anxiety though, it didn’t stop the fear of making no friends, or the teachers hating you, so you tried to push it to the back of your head and act like it wasn’t there.

Quickly, you made friends - and you grew fond of the giggly boy who hung out with the foreign exchange students that were either older or younger than him and was part of a performance group. Being the careful person that you were, you never told anyone, and even when you jotted down your feelings onto your feelings into your leather journal, you never refered to him as his name. Nobody would’ve guessed that you liked Mark Lee, or that you used the universe to describe him, or that Saturn was your favorite planet out of the main ones, or that you called the only boy you had ever liked “Saturn.”

It changed though, it took one sleepover, your journal slipping out of your bag as you went to get a glass of water, and your friends snooping around to realize you liked someone. But like said before, they would’ve never guessed that the boy you said had a smile that shone as bright as the stars, and eyes prettier than Neptune, was the dorky boy whose friends were mostly all in high school.

Calling him Saturn actually benefited you; you studied more about the planet and space itself, it was odd, but you did it. In the end, you were in the top of your astronomy class - a class you didn’t share with Mark. To you, that was okay, it only meant that you could spend this class on the one thing you loved more than Mark, and that was astronomy. And by chance, on your way to that class, you were looking at your phone instead of straight ahead, only to be knocked off your feet and your books scattered everywhere. Whoever did it muttered “sorry” multiple times before and while offering a hand to help you up. Taking it, you stood up, only to bend over and pick up one of your books. When you finally looked up - it was Mark Lee.

But instead of you, he was looking at your books, his eyes shining like stars.

“You like astronomy?” He asked excitedly, and you only nodded, a little dumbfound. Smiling, he asked another question, “What’s your favorite planet?” You couldn’t help but smile. God, of you course you couldn’t. “Saturn. What about you?” And if you thought his smile couldn’t light up more, you were wrong, because it did, and you remember that on that night, when you got home, you wrote in your journal, “his smile turned into a meteor shower!!!


School dances were never something you cared about - not until it was themed after the universe. You didn’t have anyone to go with, due to the fact that most friends you made didn’t last very long - but Mark did. Whenever you forgot to text him, or get your nose out of a book, or look away from the night sky long enough to take a proper, deep breath, he made sure you did. One of the many, many reasons he was your best friend.

He was your best friend and the boy you were in love with.

You didn’t stop calling him Saturn in your journal, but you did start calling him Saturn here and there, and because of your first meeting, he called you Cassini here and there - because you crashed into him, just as Cassini crashed into Saturn.

So for prom, he went in a tan and white suit, and you went in a soft yellow and silver dress. It didn’t match by any means, but it had its reasons, and you loved those. Your’s and Mark’s outfits didn’t match the theme - you two weren’t blue, or purple, or some shade of pink, no, but you two were a shade of something in the galaxy, it  meant something. He was dressed as Saturn, and by chance you called him that in front of your middle school friends, and they about fell out of their seats. One of them, Marie, rushed up to you, “So that’s Saturn?” She seemed half shocked, half excited as your face paled and you only nodded. “Do you still l-” She began to ask before you cut her off, “Yes, I do.” Walking past you, she went up to a confused Mark, “Did you know that (Y/N)’s liked you since sixth grade?” And before you could hear the reply, you left the room, and texted your mom to pick you up.

You couldn’t do this. You couldn’t lose the one person who meant the world to you - who meant more than the stars and planets combined, to you. So you stood outside the front of the school, trying to blink back tears as you waited for your mother and prayed that she came before Mark found you, but of course, she didn’t. Mark bursted through the doors, his cheeks flushed, and he stared at you, in your outfit that didn’t match his yet he helped you pick it out, and was almost more excited about it than you were. Your arms were crossed over your chest in defeat. “(Y/N), I- I, um” He said, only to stutter, and you felt bad, because you truly believed he was coming up with an excuse, and that he didn’t like you back, and of course you expected it.

“I like you too … If you still like me, that is.” Mark spoke, wiping his sweaty hands off onto his pants. And on that night, you two shared your first kiss, and your first big memory as a couple.


Silently, you watched, a smile spread across your lips as you stared up. Breathing out, you were shrouded in darkness as the sun and moon lay together. Asking for visit to Australia to watch a solar eclipse was weird for a graduation present. And Mark asked the same thing - of course he did; he couldn’t stand a day away from you, do you think he could handle two weeks away from you ?

“It’s really pretty” You whispered, your face lighting up with joy. “Not even half as pretty as you though” Mark replied, smiling down at you. While you watched the eclipse he watched you, because love does that - it makes you forget even your most favorite things.


Sitting on the couch across from you, was Mark holding his letter, an excited smile on his face. After so much hard work from you both, today you’d find out if either of you were going into space.

If either of you would finally get to live among the stars you so desperately wanted to be apart of.


Sitting on the couch across from you, was Mark holding his letter, an excited smile on his face. After so much hard work from you both, today you’d find out if either of you were going into space.

If either of you would finally get to live among the stars you so desperately wanted to be apart of.

He believed you were more likely to be sent up there, and when you asked why, he dodged the question and never did you get an answer. It bothered you but every time you asked, he acted like you never spoke a word about it, and it confused you deeply, but now, you would both see if he was right - and he wasn’t. You tried to mask your disappointment with excitement for him, but he could see right through, he could see as you tried to keep your voice steady and any light in your eyes. He knew it was faltering , so he pulled you close to him and whispered, “I swear I won’t do it if you don’t want him to.” Why would you not want him to? You frowned and looked up at him, “I do want you to go.” Searching your face, Mark shook his head and replied, “You’re lying, I know you are.” That was enough to feel the tears build up in the corners of your eyes; you playfully punched his arm, your voice cracking as you spoke, “I promise I’m not, you’ll just have to go up there and enjoy it for me.” Tilting his head as he tried not to cry - you knew he was going to cry, of course he was - he rested his head on your shoulder. “But, (Y/N), I can’t enjoy anything without you by my side.” You wrapped your arms around him, “But I’ll be with you every step of the way.”  


You and Mark made promises on many things: stay happy, take care of yourself, make sure he enjoys universe for you, and, the most important - don’t fall out of love. That one you promised so strongly on, because he didn’t want to spend five years away from you, missing you, not even on the same planet as you,  only to see that you had fallen madly in love with someone he never heard of, or worse, someone he had heard of. You also promised to watch him take off, and not to cry over him. The later was one you both knew you couldn’t keep, but he made you promise it so that you’d at least try not to.

There you stood, on top the hill you two would meet up on at nights he had off, to star gaze, so that you could watch him take off - on a ship that was named “Cassini II.” Standing there, you told yourself he’d never know if you were or were not watching, so where you were didn’t matter - but you were so, so wrong. He knew you weren’t with everyone else watching, and it broke his heart, because he thought you weren’t watching at all, and that you didn’t even care to say goodbye.

But it hurt less to say goodbye. Because it felt like you weren’t really doing it. Because it felt easier to deny that he was gone. Because you were so used to saying goodbye, and he was the only person you could never say goodbye to. Instead of goodbye, the night before, you wrote in Mark’s new journal, on the front page, “we only have forever.” Now that it was the beginning of forever, it seemed more like you had nothing, and that world was coming down you, and that tears wouldn’t stop coming. You prayed they’d stop coming, so that you could watch him leave, no matter how hard it was to watch. You wiped the tears away, and watched as he slowly went up, seeing him leave this earth to go to space. “Off to infinite you go, my dear, Saturn” You whispered to nobody but yourself.

To think that he was going to join the same place you compared him to in middle school, was both heart breaking, and beautiful.


He spent two years in training, five in space, and during his time in space, you enrolled in college. It was an astronomy class because what else would you study in ? An actual subject that could land you a job that supported you ?

Your professor decided to spend one class watching the landing of Cassini II, and to study the first Cassini. When it was on the big screen, the spaceship landing, you held your face in your hands, a dofus grin on your face with tears in the corners of your eyes - because your sun and moon was home. He was finally home. As it landed and the astronauts got off, you wiped the tears from your eyes, knowing that one of them was the boy you promised to love with all of you being and until you died. You finally made it past forever, something that was supposed to be impossible.

When you got home that day, you called his mom to know when you could finally see him, and you two planned for you to see him next week. And now it’s next week, you’re standing outside his door with your fist raised, ready to knock on the door, and for some reason, you’re afraid. Of him having fallen out of love. Of him having had changed. Of so many things, but when your knuckles come down on the door and he opens, the first thing you could ask as tears entered your eyes was, “Was it beautiful?” He smiled at you, a teary eyed smile, and replied, “Yeah,” you let out a breath before he continued, “but not even half as beautiful as you.”

6

“But just imagine… Rucas has a rustic vintage wedding and like it’s all sunny for the first half during the ceremony and Lucas immediately starts crying once he sees Riley like his heart is just so damn full he can’t help but think that like from moment she walked down the subway into his sight linked to Maya and how beautiful she looked then to now her walking down the aisle to become his forever because she chose him too and now she’s linked to Cory’s arm and she’s the most precious thing he’s ever seen and Riley starts tearing up because she just loves him so much and they’re a sobbing smiling laughing happy mess during their vows and their vows would consist of the most sappy things but it’s because that’s who they are and of course once they kiss and all Lucas dips her down like a princess that she is and then during the reception it’s cloudier and all and they go away to take pictures and then when they have a few moments to just be alone together and just freak out about how they’re married to one another they start feeling droplets of rain and all, and they share the most perfect kiss in the rain and heart hurting shit and then once the reception’s over and it’s evening now it’s still raining and while heading to their honeymoon they don’t stop holding hands and Lucas can’t stop smiling because THAT’S HIS WIFE and finally they get to their honeymoon place and it’s like this cute cabin and all on this lakefront but it’s all secluded and it’s getting to be dusk soon and Rileys about to head inside but Lucas takes her hand and spontaneously takes her out to the water in the rain like the notebook and all and of course they kiss all romantically in the water and it’s all perfect and the worlds happy and a better place” @adoringrucas

anonymous asked:

An obikin prompt for you! Anakin realizes he has fallen in love with Obi-Wan when he is carrying the unconscious man in RotS. He realizes Obi-Wan loves him (based on Obi-Wan's words) before the man goes to fight Grievous. Anakin knows Obi-Wan wasn't "cheating" with Padme as Palpatine said as Obi-Wan's com had records of the man being on a 4 way com call with Ti, Bail, and Vos. How does this effect Anakin's interactions with the man as Vader?

OMG YES A PROMPT! I LOVE YOU MY LITTLE SUNFLOWER ANON 🌻❤ (please feel free to send me more prompts y'all!!)
Now I want to apologize, though, I might write/interpret this differently than you meant it, so bear with me!! (Also, I’m using the unused Padmé RotS arc where she goes to Mustafar planning to kill Anakin 👍🏼 because it’s some good stuff) (P.S. I’m sorry if this is awful and not what you wanted 😂😭)


He didn’t know how things had gone so wrong. It had been simple, really. Save Padmé and the baby at all cost. What that cost was though? He hadn’t been sure, hadn’t even found the need within himself to question it. Where was the Chancellor getting this information? Why had the man taken such an interest in making sure he knew he could teach him ways to save his wife? All were questions he should’ve considered-should’ve taken the time to meditate on. Questions that were important to the delicate balance of the Force that had been on the verge of tipping into chaos for sometime now. All of this, and he failed to ask the right questions. Anakin- no, Lord Vader now- stood in the control room on Mustafar. The mutilated corpses of the slain Separatist leaders on the duracrete tile. Vader peered out into the dusk. His new pair of yellow eyes perusing the barren wasteland of ash and rock. The golden halos glowing under the Sith’s black hood. The arid breeze stealing strands the blonde out from the clock and bending them to the will of the wind.

The deceptively calm hum of the atmosphere shattered as the familiar purr of a space cruiser broke through the planet’s barrier. Vader heaved in labored guilt-ridden breaths. The weight of all his transgressions crushing him and his conscious. The all too familiar sight of the platinum Naboo cruiser brought in waves of anxiety. The shimmering vessel sliced through the thick polluted air, making its way towards the landing pad. Lord Vader brought his gloved hand to his mouth, unable to control the whimpers that left him, whimpers that betrayed him, whimpers that made him weak. How could he face Padmé? How could he face her after the events that had transpired over the last couple of months? He was devoted to her, yes, and he never questioned his loyalty to the woman bearing his child. But his love, his allegiance was with one who would never take him after this. Not after what would be seen at the Temple. The fallen Masters, the younglings..His mind had been so easily poisoned, so easily invaded, yet he had still come here to finish off the last of the resistance, the last of the Chancellor’s liabilities. No, he couldn’t face her, not when his love for another was so strong.

He’d realized his true weakness for Obi-Wan the day they’d gone to rescue Palpatine, which now in retrospect was a complete and utter failure for the Order to miss. “His fate will be the same as ours” he’s said to Sheev. How had he not seen the looks of contempt, the vile sneers, and the clear disregard for his presence? All of it failed to matter now, though. All he was aware of, was how hopelessly in love with his former Master he was. In those moments, bounding down the failing corridors of the shuttle, he knew how bonded he was to the man. Obi-Wan had transcended the lines of Jedi, Master, even friend, and stolen a place in Anakin’s heart. He knew he couldn’t leave the man behind, he wouldn’t be able to go on without him. Obi-Wan had his flaws. He was a perfectionist, he was passive aggressive, he was infuriating, he didn’t know how to express emotion. Yet, despite all of it, Anakin knew he loved him. His attachment to the man solidified when he came to, and clung to Anakin to keep him safe. They molded so well together, body, mind, and spirit. They balanced each other. It’s what they’d always done. He was perfectly content to love unrequited, though, knowingly full well the older man was too good a Jedi to feel anything back.

It wasn’t until Obi-Wan was leaving for Utapau that everything changed for Anakin. Their parting was special, different than the ones they’d shared before. Obi-Wan was supportive and kind, not critical and chastising. He’d told Anakin that he was proud of him, told him that he was already a better Jedi than he could even hope to be. Obi-Wan had called him an old friend, and recognized his growth, his maturity. Obi-Wan’s Force signature sang differently that day too, raw emotion seeping from him and into their bond. It was so overwhelming, and Anakin wasn’t sure what it was he was feeling until Obi-Wan had turned to leave. Obi-Wan loved him. He may not have said it outright, but Anakin knew that’s what he meant. He could feel it inside him, and the Force only confirmed it. Neither one of them could have predicted, however, just how quickly things would fall apart after that.

Padmé had been up to something after that, and he’d feared the worst. Infidelity. Certainly it was out of her character, and he knew it, but his mind had been ravaged, and Palpatine had planted the seed in his thoughts. How could Padmé do this to him? And with Obi-Wan? Anakin had gone to the Temple archives with R2 and gotten him to slice into the data storing com logs. There’d been frequent 4 way conversation with Obi-Wan, Bail Organs, Quinlan Vos, and Shaak Ti. Anakin learned a shocking truth. Obi-Wan knew about himself and Padmé, and was confiding in the others on how to approach him. How to approach him with understanding, and how to not get him angry or distrusting. Quinlan had been the most outspoken, telling him to be done with it, tell Anakin how he felt about everything, try to help him, and… be with him? Organa had agreed for the most part, advising him to follow his heart is its own matters, and not to talk himself out of it. Master Ti was naturally against everything, which was not a surprise. The surprise was the undertones to the conversations Anakin was missing. He knew there was something they were talking about that he wasn’t picking up on, and it made him boil with suspicion. If Padmé wasn’t being unfaithful, there was something going on that he didn’t know about. So it was that he confided in a man he always had.

And that man corrupted him. The Chancellor turned him against his friends, his fellow Jedi, and he’d slaughtered them. The clones turned on their leaders, cutting them down in cold blood. A massacre. Anakin could only kneel in his moment of weakness and pledge faithfulness to the deranged Sith. He felt it in the Force as the souls of the Jedi departed, he physically couldn’t withstand the ache in his heart.

And so, it was with the corruption of the Republic and the Order, that Vader found himself gazing out the window, tears pooling in the corner of his eyes as he realized he had to face his wife, the woman he’d claimed to do it all for. He watched as the speeder landed, and the platform lowered. Padmé emerged, dressed in crimson robes, fine embroidery and ornate details, seemingly out of place. Vader’s sickly yellow orbs matched the danger and evil around him, though. The lava spewing forth in tall pillars, hissing as they stretched to their limit,l before plummeting back down to the sea of magma.

Padmé approached him, wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers carding through the curls at the base of her husbands neck. His arms gingerly wrapped around her waist, and she stiffened only slightly, before remembering her purpose. She had to find the truth. As dark as it may turn out to be, she was ready. Ready to confront him.

“Anakin. I’ve heard whispers. Terrible whispers. That you turned to the Dark Side. Destroyed the Temple. Killed younglings. Tell me they aren’t true!” Her husband avoided her eyes, casting his gaze to the ground.

The silence all the answer she needed, she dropped her arms to her sides, the vast sleeves swallowing her hands as they fell. She reached up to her wrist, feeling the point of the sterling blade she’d stashed. Ready to unsheathe it, she paused.

“I-there is no excuse Padmé.” He murmured, broken.

“I thought what I was doing was right, I was doing it to save you. To save him.”

Padmé licked her lips, resolve wavering, and she looked to the side before she faced her husband again. Her whole world had come crashing down in the same day. The Senate, her life’s work, what she devoted her time and energy to had fallen. Fallen with thunderous applause to the poisoned words of Palpatine, a man she used to trust. Now, she stared at her husband, a fallen Jedi, and broken man, and she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t do what she’d come to do, what she’d willed herself to try. She could fix him, she could fix this.

“Anakin. You don’t have to continue down this path. We can leave, raise the baby, have a life away from this corruption and hatred.” She cupped his face then, wiping the tears that fell with her thumb.

“No. No, I can’t. I have to do this. I have to-” he stopped for a moment. He was about to break his marriage. “-I have to save Obi-Wan. From myself, and from the Emperor.” Padmé was crying now too, and swallowed. She placed a hand on her hip, sleeve opening, and the knife fell to the ground with a clatter. Vader’s eyes widened with realization, and he stepped back from his wife.

“You came here to kill me.”

“Anakin. Please. Calm down.” She pleaded, trying to sound calm, her tone stricken with fear.

“You were going to strike me down. You came to betray me.” He raised he is arm, lifting her from the ground, her legs dangling.

“Anakin, that is enough.” The familiar accent rang.

“Let her go.” Obi-Wan articulated. Vader’s eyes flickered from the man to the suspended woman and gasped in horror. What was he doing? This wasn’t right? It wasn’t to end this way. He laid Padmé to the side, watching as the older Jedi dropped his cloak.

“You turned her against me…” Vader seethed. “You did this!”

“No, you did that yourself. You let the Chancellor get to you, get inside your head. Anakin,” the auburn haired man whispered, moving forward slightly. “I know you. This isn’t who you are, you can stop all of this!”

Another eruption of lava, and Vader drew his gaze away from his former Master. He closed his eyes, and felt the dry gust of air on his face. The coarse soot, scratching him. He felt a hand cup his face, and he leaned into the touch.

“Anakin. You can fix this. You’re so strong.” He ran a thumb over Vader’s cheekbone. “You’re kind.” There was a pause, a long one, and Vader felt a pair of lips where the thumb had been. “You’re brave. You’re passionate. You’re The Chosen One.” Each adjective articulated by a chaste kiss to dry chapped skin.

Tears were steadily falling from the younger man’s eyes now. Convulsions and whimpers shaking his frame. Obi-Wan put both hands on either side of Vader’s face.

“And I love you.” Anakin now opened his eyes, lips parted in shock. Surely he’d known what he’d done. Surely he’d seen the Temple footage. This had to be a ploy, a trick to get him into custody. He’d be taken prisoner, tried and executed as a traitor. The Emperor warned him of this. But Anakin stopped his thoughts. Stopped the fear and chaos roaring and ravaging through him, and he did what he should’ve done from the beginning. He searched his feeling, searched the bond. He let out a sob then, when he felt that Obi-Wan’s feelings were true. He jolted forward and embraced the older man, kissing him with renewed zeal and vigor.

“I’m sorry, Obi-Wan. I’m so sorry. Please, forgive me. I beg you. I love you too. I love you so much.” Anakin cried into the crook of the older man’s neck.

“We can fix this Anakin. Together.” He lifted Anakin’s chin and looked him in the eyes. The pale sickly yellow still shooting back at him.

“What about Palpatine…” Anakin whispered.

“Again, something we’ll handle together, dear one.” Obi-Wan let a small frail smile grace his features as he knitted his fingers with the younger man’s.

anonymous asked:

Your stories are hilarious omw. Do you have any other ones to share????????

The Time I Accidentally Set Myself on Fire

(it kind of speaks for itself, but just in case…. tw for fire)

  • So in my family I’m the one who cooks
  • (Partly because I like it, partly because when I was 13 or so I said to my mum ‘I want to learn how to cook’ and she went ITS YOUR JOB NOW SUCKAAAA and ollied out of the kitchen)
  • And in our old house 
  • (‘The hell house’, we call it, not fondly)
  • that meant using the old school spark lit gas stoves.
  • Now I had been using those stoves for about seven years and had never had a problem
  • Until the day I did have a problem
  • (and in case you don’t know by now, when this stuff happens to me it freaking HAPPENS. ‘how bad do you want it to be?’ the personification of misfortune asks. ‘just fuck me up’, i reply)
  • So it’s 2012, June - which is the coldest time of year for us
  • My brother is outside playing with sticks
  • (He’s 14. He has no excuse. Sometimes he uses sticks from the enormous, carefully cultivated twig collection he kept in the backyard, and sometimes he uses foosball sticks from a set my mother bought and promised to put together but never did, and have long since rusted from my brother using them as makeshift lightsabres and then leaving them outside come rain or shine.)
  • so I go into the kitchen and start to make dinner
  • (Pork and sage ragu)
  • (I’ll never forget)
  • (It was a memorable night)
  • I get out the ingredients and the pots and frying pan
  • I’m wearing at home clothes, which includes a multicolored, fraying cotton top with sequins all over 
  • (It was actually a really nice top. The only reason it got segregated into staying at home clothes was because of a huge tear on the right side)
  • So I go to turn the gas stove on 
  • (As I have done a thousand times before)
  • And to this day I couldn’t tell you if the flames were just really high, or I was standing too close, or if it was the wind factor
  • But for whatever reason, the flame lifts and catches onto the tear in my shirt
  • Out of the corner of my eye, I see the flame is incredibly bright
  • And then I look down and think,
  • Oh.
  • I’m on fire.
  • I try to pat it out
  • Doesn’t work
  • Its been about two seconds of flame on
  • The flames have caught to the rest of my top
  • I fucking 
  • SCREAM
  • I have never in my life, before or since, screamed like that
  • So I’m not thinking much besides FUCK FUCK FUCK STOP DROP ROLL FUCK
  • but for some reason, my ON FIRE fight or flight mentality has time to register
  • DONT RUIN THE FUCKING CARPET
  • i BOLT outside
  • the door is, by some goddamn miracle, open
  • I look like Denethor in return of the king
  • I’m diving for the grass when my brother, terrified, throws a bucket of water at me
  • (THE BUCKET. So we had this pipe on the outside of our house that was corroding and leaking water, and the noise was bothering my mum in a telltale heart kind of way, so she put a bucket out there to catch the water)
  • (Note: it is actually probably a really good idea for you to have a random bucket full of water sitting in your backyard)
  • So I’m half lying, soaking wet, in the grass in my backyard
  • I’m crying
  • My brother’s crying
  • My throat hurts from all the screaming
  • My heart Is thundering like crazy
  • Pretty sure I’m in shock
  • I start laughing a little manically
  • (Kind of sound like the joker)
  • Definitely in shock
  • The neighbors are shouting over the fence asking if everything is alright
  • Their pet geese are sqwaking
  • My mother opens her bathroom window and pokes her head out
  • ‘What is it?!? Is it a snake?!?!’
  • NO, MOTHER
  • I’VE BEEN ON FIRE
  • 'A sNAKE?’ I say, still laughing a little, because really now. We live in Australia, yes, but it’s the goddamn suburbs, everyone knows snakes stick to empty lots and fields
  • So the shock is wearing off and I’m still soaking wet, and my mother is outside now telling the neighbors we’re okay, even though my brother is still crying and I’m deep fried extra crispy
  • She’s telling me to get off the grass
  • I don’t want to get off the grass
  • She wants to have a look
  • I don’t want her to have a look
  • 'you have to get up now okay’
  • I get up 
  • It’s dark out so we go inside and as soon as my mum sees my side she says ‘wee have to go to the hospital’
  • there are a lot of things I’ll do
  • But I fucking hate
  • The 
  • God
  • Damn
  • Hospital

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anonymous asked:

Please, I'm thirsty for RFA & V & Unknown/Saeran reacting to seeing MC's abusive ex while they're out somewhere with her. Bonus if MC sees her abusive ex first and starts panicking/crying and clinging out of fear. <3 Bless

* Yoosung had no idea you had an abusive ex, so when you’re with him in public one day and you suddenly cower behind him, he’s very confused. He notices that you’re eyeing a man on the other side of the room, and his brain goes haywire putting the pieces together and picturing what he did to you to make you this terrified. His hands close into fists, he would love nothing more to kill this guy who hurt you so badly, but he knows that getting you out of that situation is more important. He speaks softly to you that you can stay behind him as he leaves with you, leaving your ex behind you. 

* Zen had heard loads of stories about what you went through at the hands of your ex, so when you whisper and point him out to him one day on one of your dates, he can’t help himself when he gets up and approaches him. He can’t cause a scene in public, because it would be bad publicity, even if he is in a disguise, it was too risky. So he just goes up behind him and whispers in the most menacing voice he can muster; “One day everyone’s going to know how you treat women, watch your back.” and he doesn’t even look back as he leads you by the hand out of there while your ex swivels his head in surprise. 

* Jumin knew that sometimes things he did reminded you of your abusive ex, and he would really enjoy killing your ex for screwing you over in such a way for any future relationships you have. When he catches a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and sees your ex, he looks to make sure that you haven’t seen him yet. He excuses himself to the washroom while he occupies you with something so you can avoid looking up and seeing your ex. He approaches him and swiftly tells him who he is and how exactly he’s going to ruin his entire life unless he agrees to move to a different country so that you don’t ever have to see him again. After some negotiating, he got your ex to agree to leave the country, and he’ll know if he does or not because from that moment onwards, Jumin always has surveillance on him. 

* Jaehee is not a very confrontational person, so when your abusive ex comes up to you both one day and attempts making conversation with you, she can’t help but notice the way you shrink into yourself in his presence. She puts two and two together, she’s heard a lot about your abusive ex. She takes your hand without warning and makes direct, menacing eye contact with him until he finally leaves. After you had to experience that after spending so long recovering, she promises you a nice hot bath and coffee when you get home. 

* Seven did a lot of digging on you when he first met you, so he knows exactly who your abusive ex is. Although you’ve never told him exactly what transpired between you two, he knows firsthand the lasting effects that any sort of abusive can have on anybody, and how upsetting it is for you when your ex tries to contact you about getting back together. So when he sees your ex in the crowd one day, he prays to God that he doesn’t see you. But he does, and as he comes towards you, Seven squeezes your hand, examining how he can get you out of here fast. You reassure him that you’re fine, but Seven isn’t stupid and he can see how you’re shaking in front of him. He suddenly grabs you and makes a mad dash, having noticed a way to exit the situation. Later on, he digs deep into the Internet for hours collecting blackmail against your ex, he even discovers things he did while dating you that you didn’t even know about. He sends an email to him with all of the blackmail and tells him that he’ll send it all to all of his family members if he doesn’t leave you alone on every social media platform. 

* V was with you when suddenly you grabbed his arm and halted. He looked at you quizzically and you whispered to him that you could see your abusive ex. Well V knew a few things about abusive exes, but in that moment while you were nearly in tears hiding in his arm, he felt entirely helpless. He tried to get you out of there as fast as he could, and he knew that you didn’t want your ex to see you crying. When you arrived home and you were crying a little less, V asked you if he had seen you crying. You said that you were so fear stricken you couldn’t see if he had or not. V smiled warmly at you and said “me neither.” 

* Saeran had also done some digging on you and knew all about your abusive ex. He felt such a hot rage thinking about that person who had abused you, and had managed not to kill him until he saw him in public while he was out with you. You hadn’t noticed him, but as Saeran watched him notice you and begin to make his way over, you noticed him and tears were welling in your eyes. The moment Saeran saw that, he couldn’t help himself as he got right in your ex’s face in a matter of moments and pulled a knife out of his pocket and held it to his throat. “Don’t ever fucking think about approaching her again, you hear me? Don’t even look at her, or I’ll fucking gut you.” Because Saeran was so close to him, nobody could see the knife he held to him, so you both managed to leave without further incident. Even after that, Saeran continued to plague your ex’s computer with virus after virus, infecting it with horror pop ups, just to make damn sure he never thought about messing with him or you again. 

sorakhhikari98  asked:

Why some people are saying that Lance is gonna die??? Why HIM of ALL the people???? I'm just gonna go to the corner and cry Excuse me *Cries Hard* not my baby lance!

Lance is a master of survival and one of the main team, I seriously doubt that he’s going to die. He also has the largest fanbase in the fandom, dreamworks would have to be completely insane to kill him off :P