Dark Paradise Part 3.

A/N: okay so this is the last part of dark paradise. I enjoyed writing this but I just felt like it was too sad. it ended up okay though. I hope you guys liked it.


y/n arrived at the house. there were cars everywhere. even on their perfectly mowed lawn. she paid the taxi driver as she got out of the car. she was still feeling a little woozy but she can handle herself. she walked in the house and saw the maid's—the one she talked to earlier—corpse. y/n instantly became pissed. she saw all the henchmen that were there, scurrying around trying to look for something, most likely her. they hadn’t even noticed she walked in. she walked into the living room where J was sitting on the couch. he was leaning back with his arm draped over his face, covering his eyes while the other hand held a gun.

“Frost, did you find her?” he growled.

“he doesn’t have to anymore.” she says, tossing her keys on the coffee table. there was a bottle of whiskey.

‘Idiot’s probably drunk.’ she rolled her eyes.

as J heard her voice, he sat up and glared at her.

“why didn’t you tell me you were going to the doctor’s? I would’ve gone with you. heck, I would’ve brought the doctor here. you know I don’t like it when you leave the house unsupervised or in general, y/n.” he said, taking a sip from his whiskey.

she rolled her eyes once again. “it’s not a big deal. you wouldn’t have wanted to come anyway. seeing as it wasn’t your baby.” she hissed as she stormed into the kitchen.

J followed. he was so upset that he didn’t even catch the fact that she was using past tense words.

“don’t do that, okay? don’t throw shit in my face. I get it. I said I was going to be there for you but you’re not letting me. I don’t know what else you want me to do.” he growled.

“how about you stop acting like a dick?” she snapped.

“how about stop acting like a bitch?” he snapped back.

she exhaled softly as soon as he called her a bitch. he regretted it as soon as he said it. her vision becomes blurry as she felt her eyes fill up with tears.

“oh, no, no, no, no, don’t start crying. you’re not the fucking victim here, y/n. I’m trying.” he snarled.

“oh, I’m not the victim? you got beaten until you were unconscious? you got impregnated by rape? you know what, you’re right. I should’ve told you. you’re the victim here. I’m sorry, darling. I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I thought I can depend on you for anything. I’m sorry I got rid of it to keep you happy!” she replied with a broken voice.

she tried walking away but J grabbed her wrist softly.

“you got rid of it?” he concernedly asked.

“don’t fucking touch me.” she snarled as she snatched her wrist away from him and stormed upstairs. she ran to the bed, slamming the door behind her. she began crying hysterically.

J followed her once again. he walked into the room and sat down beside her.

“baby?” he whispered.

“leave me alone!” she sobbed.

he sighed.

he made his way to lay down beside her. he forcefully hugged her but she didn’t mind. he didn’t say anything. he just held her. she sobbed for hours before falling asleep. as soon as she did, he fell asleep too.


she woke up in his arms. they were still around her tightly. she stayed there for a couple of minutes before J started waking up too. he noticed she was awake.

“you feeling better?” he asked.

she nodded.

“does anything hurt?”

she nodded again. the cramping was started to feel a little intense.

“what does, baby? tell me, I’ll make it better.” he cooed, kissing her forehead.

“my stomach. I need to take pain killers for it.”

“I’ll get them for you, doll.”

as he was about to get up, y/n stopped him.

“wait..” she softly grabbed his arm.

“yes?” he asked.

“just lay with me for a little longer, yeah?”

“anything for you.” he whispered.

they laid there in silence. it was nice. of course J broke it by asking questions.

“how did it feel?” he curiously asked.

y/n deeply sighed.

“I didn’t feel a thing. I was asleep the whole time.” she whispered. “it’s the afterwards that hurts.”

“what, you get like stomach aches or something?”

“that’s not what I meant.” she replied.

he sighed.

“I know this was a hard thing for you to do. I appreciate that you did it to make me happy. but I insisted on letting you keep it so you can be happy. now I just feel like you’re going to be miserable for a while and it’s going to be my fault.” he said, frowning.

“aw, no. It was the right thing to do. I don’t know, it would’ve had a terrible life. I would’ve been a bad mother.” she said as she tried to blink away the tears.

“don’t say that, doll, you would’ve been a great mother.” he whispered, kissing her nose.

she sniffled. “I just wanted a baby.” she sighed, as she shut her eyes.

“let’s make our own.” J replied, stroking her hair.

her eyes light up. she looks at him.

“what?” she wiped away the few tears that streamed down her face.

“yeah, let’s make a baby. one that’s both of ours.” he said similing.

“y-you mean it?” she put her hand on his chest and put her chin on it so she was looking at him better.

“yeah. I just want to see you happy and I wouldn’t mind having a mini me or a mini you around the house.”

she laid back down and hugged him tightly. he grunted, which made her laugh. it surprised them both since she hasn’t laughed for a while.

“I’m sorry for acting like a bitch.” she muttered.

“hey, no, don’t say that. I didn’t mean it. you had every right to be angry.” he whispered, hugging her back.

they laid on the bed in silence for a few more minutes.

“you do know you can depend on me, right?” he reassured her.

she forced a chuckle. “yeah, I was just upset before.”

silence once again. this is getting awkward.

J began asking more questions.

“why didn’t you just tell me you were going to the clinic?” he whispered, trying not to upset her.

“I don’t know. it was just something I needed to do myself. I didn’t think you’d want to be there. besides, if you did, you would’ve scared the hell out of everyone there.” she chuckled.

he grinned.

“yeah, I guess so. but I would’ve been there for you.” he said, caressing her arm.

“well you’re here now.” she said, sitting up to kiss his nose.

she laid back down.

“um, why were you home so early?” she hesitantly asked.

he sighed. “well, yesterday I was going to take out for dinner but I cancelled because of what happened. I wanted to try again today but you weren’t even home.” he scoffed.

“aw. I’m sorry, baby. we can go out once I’m feeling better, okay? that’s a promise.” she said, nuzzling against him.

“I guess so. you have no idea how much I worked for the reservations though.” he replied, annoyed. “I threatened anyone I could.”

she scoffed.

“you’re such a psycho..” she smirked.

he looked at her with an offended look on his face.

“but you’re my psycho.” she cooed as she reached in for a kiss. he returned it.

once they started kissing, it turned into making out very quickly. J got on top of her and tried to unbutton her jeans but y/n stopped him.

“wait, J.” she whispered, panting.

“what?” he replied, pausing.

“I can’t..” she said, looking away.

“oh.. right.” he crawled off of her. “I forgot about your.. termination.” he hesitantly responded.

she scoffed. “you can say abortion, silly. It’s not just that though. I’m not ready to start.. again. it’s gonna take some time, okay? just one thing at a time.” she said, holding his face between her hands.

he pulled away. “how long?” he growled.

“I don’t know, I can’t have sex for a week but—”

“a week?! ugh!” he growled and pouted as he got up.

“no— please don’t be mad.” she pouted. “pleaaase? just lay with me. my stomach is starting to hurt again.” she said, grabbing his arm softly.

he snatched his arm and walked out of the room.

y/n sighed with water in her eyes.

before she can begin crying, J came back with her pain killers and a glass of water.

she sighed in relief. she took the pills and got J to cuddle with her again so they can both go back to sleep.


One week later…

y/n was finally healed from her procedure. she finally felt better than she ever had in the last few months. the only thing she needed to be okay was Mr. J. there were fights with J here and there but they all ended okay. she didn’t feel relieved just yet.

She was laying in bed with her laptop watching her favorite show. she was pretty much done with resting but one more day couldn’t hurt. she jumped when she saw Mr. J burst through their bedroom door grinning. she expected J to be out all day. his grin disappears when he notices she’s still in bed. it’s 4 pm.

“doll, why are you still in bed?” he says, walking towards the bed. he leans towards her.

“um, I don’t know, I guess I’m just exhausted.” she hesitantly replied.

“you’ve been in bed rest for a week. how could you possibly be exhausted?” he raised his non existent eyebrows.

“well, I—”

“never mind that, kitten. I have a surprise for you.” his grin is back. it’s not his usual grin. it’s his evil grin.

“oh? what is it?” she nervously replied.

he leaned on the bed with his arms, getting closer to y/n.

“well, if I tell you, it wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it?” he said as he winked.

she nervously chuckled. “well, can you at least tell me if it’s here or somewhere else?”

“it’s somewhere else. now, get dressed, sleepy head.” he said, kissing her forehead before he got back up.

“should I dress formal or casual?” she asked as she got up as well.

J walked towards her to kiss her.

“a mix of both, darling. I’ll wait for you downstairs. take as long as you need.” he said, walking out of the room.

she nodded. once J left, she browsed through her closet. she pulled out a dark purple halter crop top and a black leather skirt with some fishnets and black heels. she got dressed and sat on her vanity to do her hair and makeup. she went on to start on her makeup first. her foundation, light countour, brows, signature green highlight, winged eyeliner, nude lip, and mascara. she brushed out her perfectly straightened hair and went on to curl it. she was done by 5 pm. she took one good look at herself in the mirror and she felt confident again. she was still nervous about J’s surprise but she didn’t let him know. she couldn’t mask it very well so she was sure he knew. she figured what his surprise was but again, she didn’t say anything. she grabbed her custom small knife and strapped it around her thigh, in case of an emergency. she walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs. J was in his office working some plans out for a heist next week. she walked in his office and laughed as she saw him do a double take.

“you ready?” she asked, smiling, leaning her head against the wall.

J got up and walked towards her. he harshly kissed her, then worked his way down to kiss her neck.

“I could be way more ready..” he growled low into her ear.

she sighed softly.

“after.. okay?” she hesitantly replied.

J paused.

“wait, really?” he looks at her, as he grabbed her face by her chin.

she nodded. “I want things to go back to how they were and I realize that now. I just want everyone to stop treating me like I’m so fragile. like one bad movement and I’ll break or something. including you. ”

J smiled, “that could be arranged, doll.”

“let’s go.” he kissed her on the nose before he led her out the door and into his car.

they were sitting in the back seat while Frost drove them. J felt her tense up. he soothed her by putting his arm around her, letting her rest her head on his shoulder.

when the car comes to a complete stop, J asked Frost to get out of the car to give them a little privacy. y/n took in the view by looking out of the window. they were at a warehouse.

“um?” she anxiously said.

“don’t worry, I’m not gonna try anything.” he growled. “look, I know you have a suspicion about what this is all about.”

she tensed up again. “well, I have a feeling but I’m not entirely sure.”

he sighed. “I found the guy.” he hesitantly replied.

y/n softly gasped. “w-why did y-you bring me h-here?” she shuddered. she hadn’t even realized that her eyes filled up with tears from how anxious she was.

“now, now. calm down, baby,” he shushed. “I brought you here so you can kill him! well, of course, I was going to have a little fun with him first—”

“no!” she interrupted. “I don’t want to do this. I can’t.” she sobbed. “you can, I don’t care what you do to him, but please don’t make me..” she begged.

he sighed once again, deeply this time. “listen. I know you think you feel better than you ever have. and maybe you do, but I know you’re not relieved just yet. and it’s not about the baby either. I promised to give you one and that’s a promise I’m willing to keep. you need to face this asshole. release your anger. you promised you would let me help you, so just trust me on this. okay?”

she calmed down when she realized he was right. she inhaled and exhaled deeply several times.

“okay, well,” he cleared his throat. “whenever you’re ready, come inside.” he reached over to open the door, but paused. “and I better see you come in, y/n, I mean it.” he growled as he glared at her.

she nodded and went back to taking deep breaths as soon as J got out of the car.

you gotta do this. if not for you, do it for J.

she repeated the statement over and over again. it gave her flashbacks from she got her abortion. she was a crying mess now.


it took her about 40 mins for her to calm down and realize that J could come out any minute and force her to go in there. she got out the car and checked herself on the car’s rear mirror. she had mascara from her eyes down to her chin. the rest of her makeup was a little messed up too. nothing some spit and her top couldn’t fix though. she was startled when she saw Frost on the other side of the car.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” he cleared his throat.

“It’s fine. I just thought you went in with J.” she replied, trying to ease herself.

“He told me to guard the car and wait for you so I can take you in. You ready?” he said, with his arm extended towards the warehouse.

y/n hesitantly nodded.

she let Frost lead her in. she nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a painful scream. Frost didn’t even budge. she was calming herself mentally as she got closer to the screaming.

Frost walked y/n towards a door which opened for her once they arrived.

she took in the scene before her. J was catching his breath with a hammer in his hand. Brandon was tied to a chair, bleeding excessively from all over his body. It had looked like J beaten him black and blue with the hammer.

J heard them come in. he turned around to look at the door. he grinned once he saw who it was.

“there you are!” his voice rang out. “I thought you weren’t going to show! come on, baby, you’re just in time! I was just about to saw him in half.” he cackled.

y/n walked over to J. he had his arms out as if he wanted a hug from her. she gave him one. she didn’t glance once at Brandon’s direction.

“now,” J cleared his throat. “before we can saw you, I have a few questions for you, sunny boy!” he chuckled.

“do you remember this girl?” his mood shifted into serious mode.

y/n looked away, still not glancing at his direction.

Brandon had the audacity to lie. “n-no! I’ve never seen this girl in my life!” he groaned.

“oh, really?” J made an ‘oh’ face.

“y/n, darling, what do we do to liars?” he playfully asked her.

“we kill them.” she softly mumbled. she didn’t think J heard her but she was wrong.

“that’s right! we kill them..” he growled.

“I-I’m not lying, m-man! you’ve got the wrong guy!” he cried out.

y/n started getting annoyed by his lying. she growled and finally looked at him. she walked towards him and got all up close and personal. anger had taken over.

“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, right? I know you know who I am! we couldn’t possibly have the wrong guy. I could never forget you, even if I wanted to!” she shouted. “you’re a disgusting human being that deserves to die a very, very painful death. good thing Mr. J is taking care of that for me. you have no idea the trauma you have caused me.” she snarled.

she went under her skirt and grabbed her little knife. she pressed it against Brandon’s throat, leaving a little cut. He began to cry.

“a-all right! I do remember you! I-I’m sorry! is that what you want to hear?! I’m sorry!” he sobbed.

she scoffed. “do you really think your sorry means anything to me? you impregnated me!”

“w-what? really? look, I’m really sorry, just don’t hurt the baby! I-I’ll do anything! anything! I thought I was cursed with infertility! please!” he sobbed once more causing y/n to scoff once again.

“oh, it’s too late for that now. it’s already been done.” she paused when he started crying hard at her words. “did you really think I’d keep it? who the fuck do you think I am? you know, at first I wanted it.” she forced a chuckle. “but I couldn’t have a future rapist running around in my house, could I?” she playfully cooed.

Brandon was crying his eyes out at this point.

“I’m so sorry..” he cried.

“you can take that fake apology and shove it up your ass!” she shouted as she stuck her knife into his shoulder. she repeated the process a couple of times until she stopped to catch her breath. he was still alive but weak. he was turning lifeless by the minute.

J just watched her this whole time. he got her where he wanted her. he was finally happy to see her truly relieved. He resisted the urge to shot the guy’s head off as he kept apologizing. He finally decided to say something when he saw y/n in full maniac mode.

“all right. least we got that out of our system!” he cackled.

y/n glared at him. she was still pretty pissed.

he grinned. “well, I think we shall proceed to saw him in half, shouldn’t we, pumpkin?” he unapologetically said.

“you do it. I need to calm down.” before she walked away, she realized her knife was still in his shoulder. she aggressively took it out, causing Brandon to groan in pain once again. she continued walking towards the door.

“all right, darling, but it won’t be any fun without you!” he raised his voice as she got further away from him.

she ignored him.

J softly growled but he let it go.

“looks like I’m not going any easier on you.” he said, examining the dull machete. he needed it to be dull so it can hurt the guy more.

“do your worst.” y/n said before shutting the door. J smirked at her comment.

he was planning to saw the guy in half vertically with a dull machete. he started on his head, making his way down. when he realized the dull knife wasn’t working out like he wanted it to, he changed his plan. despite the fact that Brandon was screaming in pain.

“tsk, tsk, tsk. this just won’t do.” he observed the machete before throwing it over his shoulder.

he tapped his fingers on his chin, as if he was thinking about what other toy he could use. his eyes glimmer once an idea comes to mind.

“I know!” he goes into a closet and pulls out an actual saw. “this will do!” he shouted as he revved up the saw. his mad cackling trailing away as he got to work.


y/n stepped outside and took deep breaths. she freaked herself out. she’s had many mental breakdowns before but not like that one. she was trying to calm herself before she spoke to anyone. Frost startled her once again.

“Miss, you alright? want me to get boss?”

she sighed as she tried to ease herself once again.

“no, I’m fine.” she deeply inhaled.

“would you like me to take you home?” he offered.

she thought about the offer but she decided to wait for J.

“no, thanks. I think I’ll just wait for J in the car.” she softly smiled as she got in the car before Frost can protest against her decision.

it wasn’t long until J came back. he had blood and sweat all over him. he got into the car and was surprised to see y/n inside.

“I thought I told Frost to take you home.” he growled.

“I wanted to wait for you instead.” she smiled at him. “I wanted to thank you. I feel truly relieved now. even if I did scare myself a little.” she chuckled.

he reached in for a kiss, which she returned. “oh, you know I’d do anything for you.”

she hugged him tight, trying to get a grunt out of him. it worked. it never fails to make her laugh.

“let’s go home, so I can reward you.” he said, eyeing her up and down as he licked his lips.

she nuzzled against him and nodded. “I prefer a punishment.” she smirked.

he laughed, causing her to laugh as well. he opened the door to let Frost know they were ready to go home. Frost got in the car and started driving the couple home.


Jervis: I’d like to begin with the story of a brother and sister who loved each other very much…but I warn you, it has a sad ending

Gordon: oh god, he’s gonna recite all six season of Game of Thrones!

This episode was just too much. I’m kind of glad it’s going to end next week, I can’t stand seeing all of them deteriorate further. We all know this is going to have a very sad ending, I just don’t like the route the writers have chosen to take. 

Wang So was supposed to bring about change and change comes at a price, especially when there’s so many murderous plots to be uncovered,  but this is too much. I can’t even decide which bit I hated the most today.

#inktober day 24! Throwin back to this dress @natazilla drew for Fionna a long time ago 😊 I love Adventure Time! Hearing that it’s ending is sad but knowing there will be two more years of episodes makes me excited #adventuretime #at #fionna #finn #cartoonnnetwork #art #sketch #sketches #sketching #sketchbook #doodles #doodle #doodling #drawing #draw #drawings #draws #ink #inking #arts

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Die For You

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by CraftWriteSins

(Pro!RED Sniper x Noob!BLU Spy) The Blu team’s spy had left, letting a new spy to take over. Surprisingly, the new spy isn’t the ‘best of the best’. Basically he’s a noob. A sniper from the enemy team seems to take a sudden liking towards him. But hey, will every stupid love story end with a happy ending? Warning, sad shit and bullshit may happen in the story. You have been warned.

Words: 1338, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

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anonymous asked:

After watching 17 And ep18 preview Im getting flashbacks of BBJX and the emotions are coming back. Im not ready. I shoulve stopped after 16 believing they lived in happily ever after. But How are u doing tho girl? What are your thoughts? Thats all I've been waiting for tbh lol love your blog💕

omg, you’re so sweet <3

honestly…. i’m slowly giving up hope on surviving this drama emotionally.

i’ve read two differing comments supposedly from the makers of the drama (neither had sources though) one said that the journey would be sad but the ending will be happy and the other said it will be sadder than the original

and now i’m just an emotional mess and i haven’t even seen ep 17 yet (waiting on the SBS ver. lol) but i have seen the ep 18 preview AND I WANT TO CRY

i get why things will begin to get rough for them and i get that Soo will be distressed over Chae Ryung, but i’m just so scared because the only one who’s really looking bad is So. Soo kinda knows that Wook is bad but she doesn’t fully realise what a jackass he really is and its kinda driving me crazy because my ship is just falling apart and they literally cannot catch a break omg

What A Mess
  • We got no damn revolt! I wanted my revolt!
  • Wang Yo The Glorious Bastard has left us
  • What a sad and pathetic end to a fabulous villain
  • Too little, Too late on the whole I’m human too thing
  • So Mom didn’t love you either eh?
  • Now you get So when you about to check out?
  • I’ll miss General Park. He wasn’t in the story enough.
  • Baek Ah is still kinda floatin’ around untouched by the mess
  • How does he do it?
  • So Woo Hee was a snitch to save her people?  Ok.
  • She stabbed ole dude in the neck.  Loved it.
  • Queen HwangBo told her son “bye”. Ruthless and I love it.
  • Yeon Hwa shouldn’t try and be too clever. So won’t tolerate being played.
  • Su bowing down and keeping the secret of the succession
  • So admitting Yo left it blank
  • Seize the opportunity.  That’s Wang So.
  • The throne ain’t what he thought it would be.  Yeah. It’s lonely.
  • So and Baek sneaking into the palace to scare Yo to death. LMAO!
  • Broody Ji Soo.  Better late than never?  I guess. Sorry Ji Soo
  • The Clown Prince sounding like Yo blaming So for his sh*tty family
  • There was a moment of non So-Fog clarity. Yeah Su, you won’t be Queen.
  • Ironic how the scar that freed her from Taejo prevents her marriage to So as well.  
  • Guess she never thought about that eh? All them years in Goryeo  and she still don’t get how the game is played.
  • She’s still in my heart even when she’s slow on the uptake
  • Our girl is gonna die from heart trouble. At least she’ll be back in familiar territory.
  • She ain’t cut out for life in 10th century Goryeo. Too harsh and brutal for her 21st century sensibilities. 
  • we’ll see what tomorrow’s episode brings


The contrast between the Barton stuff, and Robert and Aaron, is stark and sad…death and endings on one side, happiness, joy and new beginnings on the other. Then there’s Ashley - who now can’t remember anything which of course will draw out the Emma stuff….I CAN’T WAIT. 

Seriously though - Emma has lost it, and I found it really funny (not like ‘haha’ funny, but rather in a very sad way) that all the things she said about Cain were true for her. She was jealous of Moira and James’ closeness, and hated Moira for it and so is deflecting to Cain. I’m intrigued to see where this goes, but of course it’s also probably going to annoy me because Ross (and Pete) are so hot tempered they’ll probably act before thinking. Same with Cain - he’ll probably be accused and then instead of defending himself he’ll say something smart and nasty and everything will go to hell. Poor Finn, lol. 

Ashley. It’s practically come to the point that Ashley’s adorable face appears onscreen and I just start crying. This storyline is so hard for me to watch (in a great, great way. John Middleton has my vote for ALL THE AWARDS next year. Seriously.); I’m just…wow. 

Then there’s Robert and Aaron. OH MY GOD. I’ve watched those scenes multiple times already and … how is this happening? Like…??? I love it so much but I am also TERRIFIED of when it comes crashing down; because it will…at some point. I suspect there’ll be at least one or two ‘break-ups’ (or fights or whatever) before this wedding we’re supposed to be getting. And I fear Rebecca interfering which frustrates me because I really, really like her (I think it’s more the actress then the character but it doesn’t matter, I just like her) but it’s so obvious she’s still pining for Robert. I have ABSOLUTELY NO WORRIES AT ALL about Robert doing anything with her. No fear or worry in the least - but that doesn’t mean she might not become an issue. But I digress. No sense worrying about it now and I’d rather SQUEE AND SOB AND CRY OVER:

  1. ROB. Aaron called him ROB. I always really loved how he only called him Robert but hearing him say Rob today??? YES. MORE OF THAT.
  3. Robert’s hands in Aaron’s hair…TWICE AS IN TWO DIFFERENT TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!! 
  4. That discussion about marriage, and making it work, and loving each other, AARON SAID FOREVER. Seriously kill me right here right now I can’t take it.
  5. Robert touching (CARESSING) Aaron’s scar.
  6. “And I would’ve stayed with ya, you know, no matter what happened.” — “Don’t” — **choking sobs**

But seriously…how do these Robert and Aaron scenes KEEP GETTING BETTER?? I do suspect we’ve reached “peak” Robron (for the moment)…and things might revert back a bit now that this Super Soap Week is ended and we’re into the aftermath now.

((How cute was Ryan curled up in that chair with that blanket over him, though???? SO CUTE.))


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by PastaLeaf

Iwaizumi reflects on his and Oikawa’s relationship and how it came to be what it is.

Words: 2092, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of You Can’t Rewrite The Past

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anonymous asked:

I"m happy it's ending. Not cause I don't love the show, it's been my fave show for pretty much it's entire run, but because I was worried it might jump the shark (the early warning signs were strong last season). This show (& the fandom) deserves a great ending not endless seasons of crap *shoots dirty looks at Supernatural*. Now here's hoping they give us the ending we deserve. I'm annoyed we have to wait until Jan. though.

No argument here, to any of this. I really, really hope they give us an amazing ending worthy of everything they’ve done so far. Although I will be very sad to see it end. I watched this show all through graduate school and those weird years when I was figuring out what having a real job is, so it’s…odd to think of not having it now.