#<- i mean you can but cmon man. this one is not a winner

[crimson-roots]

helloeveryone gooodtimeswith scarheereeee and today i want friends :( and murder. PLEEAESEEEEEE <- did i get his final episode right

[unloved-cadillac]

Everything Exists, Except For You. (Itto x Reader)

In which Arataki Itto loses his memories that include you.

C/n: I got robbed from having a buff Itto when I saw how good they did Al Haitham’s arms. Fucking REALLY HOYO?!

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Whenever things get quiet around Inazuma city, it’s best to just bask in it. But sometimes, it get too quiet. That could only mean one thing:

The Arataki Gang are up to something.

And of course, they were. Outside of the city, Itto and the gang were hunting onikabuto. Why?

“Because there’s a super important tournament comin up and I HAVE TO WIN, Shinobu!” Itto cries out as his second in command crosses her arms and shakes her head. “Really? Isn’t it enough you have all those onikabuto at home now you want more?”

“Hey, I need fresh blood. Young for the stamina and big for strength.” Itto says as he looks under a rock.

“Boss! We found one!” Genta runs to him with his hands closed. “Lemme see! Lemme see!” Itto says and Genta opens his hands to show the smallest onikabuto ever. “You have got to be kidding me. Really, Genta? I love you man but we’re trying to win a tournament here.” Itto sighs and runs a hand down his face.

Shinobu rolls her eyes. “While you guys hunt bugs, I’m gonna go see if Y/n wants lunch.” Itto widens his eyes at the sound of your name. “Y/n?! Uhhh, damn. I want to come too.” Shinobu shakes her head. “Uh huh. And your precious onikabuto? I saw a big one on that tree over there.” She points behind him and the gang looks. “Gah, tell her I love her but I gotta do this! Let’s go guys.” Itto says and runs to the tree. Shinobu chuckles softly then heads to the city.

Walking through the city, Shinobu hears your voice mixed with another. “And Yoimiya, you gotta understand. This man is my everything but he’s so silly! He does the funniest things even if he hurts himself. That’s the only problem.” You say and Yoimiya chuckles. “You’re so smitten, Y/n. It’s cute.” You blush and scratch your head.

“Y/n! Yoimiya!” Shinobu calls you guys and you turn. “Shin! Hey! Where’s the guys?” You look behind her to see your tall boyfriend not there. “Your precious Oni and his friend are hunting onikabuto again. Some tournament.”

“Oh, I heard about that! The winner gets 180k in mora plus a voucher for the Shin restaurant.” Yoimiya says and you “oooh”

“Anyway, you guys hungry? I was thinking of-“

“SHINOBUUUUU!!! YYYYY/NNNNNN!!!!”

The cries of the voices you’ve come familiar with scream as they run to you. “Genta? Akira? What’s wrong?” Shinobu asks as she waits for them to catch their breaths. “I-it’s the boss. He fell down real bad. Oh, I told him not to climb so high.”

“Yeah, but you know him. Won’t stop until he gets what he wants.”

“Guys,” you interrupt their conversation making them look at you,”what happened to Itto?”

~~~~

Mamoru had Itto’s head on his lap as he fanned him. “Wake up boss. Y/n’s on her way. Cmon.” He mumbles but Itto doesn’t. You and the others run to him and you drop down in your knees.

“Itto? Baby? Can you hear me?” You tap his cheek. He doesn’t respond so you place your ear on his chest. Hearts still beating. “Guys, it’s gonna take so much strength but we need to get him to granny Oni.” So, using all their strength, the arataki gang carried their boss to his home where his granny stood outside.

“Oh no. What happened?“ She asks as the lay him down on his bed. The boys explain the situation as the granny examines him. “He’s such an idiot sometimes, my Itto. He has a head injury but luckily not a concussion. He’ll wake up soon.” She looks at you and you sigh in relief.

That night, you slept right by him fanning him occasionally. You kissed his cheek and laid next to him. “Silly little Oni.”

~~~~

You woke up first, cleaning up the house with granny Oni. An hour after, you heard groaning coming from the room Itto laid and you called granny Oni to check. She sat on the bed and felt him wake up.

“Itto.” She calls him. “Mmmmm, granny. My head hurts.” He groans. “I know. You hit it pretty hard.”

He slowly gets up and holds his head. “Ugh. Lucky I didn’t chip a horn, huh?” He looks up to see you smiling. He tilts his head. “Uhm, granny. There’s a pretty girl in our house.” He says and she looks at you. “Yes, sweetie. She’s Y/n. Do you..not remember her?” He shakes his head. “I’m your girlfriend, Itto.” You say, sadly.

“Hey, hey. You’re my girlfriend? No way, you’re gorgeous!” He says and your smile reappears. “Im sorry though. I can’t remember. My noggin’s all messed up.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll help you get it back.” You say and kiss his forehead.

~~~~

“So he doesn’t remember anything?” Shinobu asks. “He remembers majority of things. Like the gang and stuff but not me, for some reason.” You explain as you watch him and the guys play fight. “Sorry, Y/n. I’ll ask some people to see what they can do.”

“Thanks, Shin.”

“Hey, hey pretty girl.” Itto says and squats down before you. “Hey, hey pretty oni. How’s your head?” You touch him and he smiles. “Better now. The guys want to head to the beach to chill. Come with?” He asks and you nod. “Sure. Take it easy though, okay?” You say and he nods. “Yo! She said yes! Let’s go, boys!” He yells out and the whole gang including you head to the beaches of Inazuma.

It was the same beach Itto took you on your first date with him. He wanted to show you the school of colorful fish that always came by but it turned out to be dangerous fish and Itto had got bitten. Even though he was hurting, you laughed and he laughed with you through the pain.

“Remember that?” You ask him and he scratches his head where his horn poked out. “Not really. I don’t remember coming here all that much.” This made your heart drop. He couldn’t remember one of the most important memories you both shared. The way he softly kissed you after that date and gave you a little onikabuto toy he won from one of the kids.

Itto kissed your forehead before heading to play ball with the boys. You put your knees up to your chest as you softly cried and let your tears flow.

This went on for a while. You took him to important spots in Inazuma where you shared important things with each other and he couldn’t remember any of it. It was like you were completely erased from his memory. He didn’t remember your favorite food, he didn’t remember you telling him about family and vice versa.

He just didn’t remember.

Because of this, you felt like he was a completely different person. He wasn’t happy, but he wasn’t not happy. He didn’t play with his onikabuto anymore, nor his card games. You even tried to ask the Yashiro commissioner if Itto played with him and Ayato said no. It really messed up your mind and now, you don’t know if you could be with him.

“I love him, Granny. But I’m afraid he doesn’t love me back. He can hardly remember me. It’s like we’re strangers all over agin.” You hold your head in your hands and Granny oni rubs your shoulder. “I’m not going to tell you to stay but I’m not going to tell you to leave either. My Itto has changed and if it’s this bad, just do what you think is healthy and best for both of you.“

You lift your head up and look at her with tear filled eyes. Before you could say anything, Itto comes into the house. “Gran, I got your stuff. Oh,” he stops when he sees you, “hey Y/n.” He greets and you quickly wipe your eyes. “Hi, Itto.” You look at Granny Oni and kiss her goodbye. “Where you going?” He asks and you look at him when you stop by the door. “Home. I’m sorry, Itto.” You smile sadly and begin to walk away.

Itto waited for a few minutes when he realized what just happened. “Gran, did she just..?” He asks but before she could answer, he runs after you.

“Y/N!” You hear him calling you but you don’t turn back. “Y/N! Please! Wait!” He yells and you stop. You turn to face him and he stops in his tracks. “What is going on?” He asks and you shake your head.

“Itto, ever since your accident you stopped remembering me. You couldn’t remember our first date, when we said I love you for the first time, when we shared such intimate details about each other that we haven’t told anyone else. And you still couldn’t remember. Itto, I love you. I love you so damn much but you don’t love me.” You smile sadly. “It’s just how things have to be now. You’re…you’re not my Itto. My silly oni who used to make me cry from laughing so much. My silly oni who brought me poison ivy thinking they were flowers. I’m not going to force you anymore.”

Itto remained silent as you spoke your heart and, as much as he hated to admit it, but you were right. He couldn’t remember you no matter how much he tried. You walk up to him and cup his cheek. “I will always, always love you, my one and oni.” You whisper and he stares into your eyes. You laid a gentle kiss on his other cheek then pulled away and walked away from him, leaving Itto with a crack in his heart.

A month later

The tournament for the onikabuto was finally here but the Arataki Gang were no where to be seen. Yoimiya looked around the crowd and she didn’t see you or the gang, making her worry.

Running to their usual hang out spot, Yoimiya saw the Arataki Gang but without their leader. “Hey guys. Why aren’t you at the tournament?” Yoimiya asks and the gang remain quiet. But Akita soon speaks. “The boss hasn’t been himself lately. Since his accident plus Y/n leaving, it’s like he lost himself. We tried everything but nothing jogged his memory. We gave up at this point.” Yoimiya clicks her tongue. “Is he at home?” They nod and Yoimiya heads to the Oni household.

Itto was busy doing pull ups on a rusty bar while Granny Oni was sitting, petting a bird. “Hey, Itto!” Yoimiya yells and he looks at her while continuing his pull ups. “Hey. Yoimiya, right? What’s up?” Yoimiya dismisses the fact he doesn’t remember her and crosses her arms. “That tournament is up. You’re not joining?”

Itto shakes his head. “Nah. Don’t really find the need anymore.”

Yoimiya grinds her teeth. “Alright, listen here Oni! I don’t know what happened to you but you aren’t the Itto I know. The fact that you can’t remember me says enough. Y/n has been worried sick about you and as a matter of fact, all of us have! And now you don’t want to fight Onikabuto?! What the hell, man?!”

Itto stops midway of his pull-up and listens to the firework girl. As he was about to say something, a creak of metal catches his attention but as soon as he was about to let go, the rusty pole cracks and breaks. Itto falls down and hits his head, blacking out.

~~~~

“When will this boy learn not to do silly things?” Granny Oni says and Yoimiya grunts. “He’s gonna be alright though, right? I mean he’s been through this before.” Granny oni nods and Itto stirs. “Oh my god.” He grunts out and holds his head. “My head is actually banging. What happened? Where’s Y/n?” Itto asks and Granny Oni and Yoimiya look at each other then back to Itto. “You remember her, sweetie?” Granny asks him and he chuckles softly. “Of course, Gran. She’s my everything. I feel like I haven’t seen her in years. Why? Did something happen?” He asks face contouring in worry.

Granny Oni explains the last three months and Itto couldn’t believe it. “How could this happen? Me not remembering her? Where is she?”

“She’s at home. Hasn’t been the same for a while, Itto.” Before the girls could say anything after, Itto bolts out the dirt and runs.

He ran through Inazuma city and past the river, straight to your home. Tears unintentionally fell from his eyes as he thinks about you. How alone you must’ve felt. How betrayed.

‘You couldn’t remember anything about her, Itto. Like she was wiped from your life.’

“No. No, never.” Itto says and picks up the pace. He found himself at the gate to your house as he looked around for you. “Come on, Y/n. Where are you?” He mumbles to himself as he looks around.

“Itto?”

Your soft voice echos in him as he turns around to see you. God, you looked tragically beautiful to him. Your eyes were swollen, probably from crying. Bags formed underneath them and you got thinner.

“Baby.” He says and you frown. “What?” You say and he walks to you. He stood in front of you for a minute before dropping to his knees. “I’m so sorry, Y/n. I’m so fucking sorry. I don’t know what happened. I blacked out. Then I wake up to news that you left me and..that I couldn’t remember you. I’m so sorry. I do, babe. I remember.”

You gasp softly as you listen to him. The sincerity in his voice made you want to hold him and sink back into him. To go back to normal. But it’s too late. You look down and shake your head.

“I..I need to think.” You softly say and walk past him to go to your house.

Itto quickly got on his feet and turned to you.

“Your favorite flower is the dendrobium. I know because you told me that when we were 16. We sat on the beach when you saw one and I ran to get it for you.” He began and you stopped in your tracks when he spoke.

“Favorite food: literally anything. You love to eat as much as I love to fight onikabuto. I confessed to you through Shinobu because you made me so nervous I turned red whenever you looked at me. I took you to the fanciest restaurant in Inazuma for our first date and cleaned out whatever Mora I had just to see you smile. You kissed me for the first time on the same beach we met, where I also got stung by jellyfish. I got into a fight with a ronin because he was being an asshole to your sister. I didn’t lose, of course. I told you about my parents, how much my mom would have loved you and my dad would be proud of me to get a girl like you. You’re my entire life, Y/n. Everything I am now is because of you. I don’t know what I did the past months, but if it was to the point where I hurt you so deeply where you can’t forgive me, I understand.”

You sighed as you cried your heart out. Itto turned away and wiped his own tears speaking about leaving. He didn’t want to. It would break him and you. But if it’s what you wanted, he’d respect it and leave. As he began to walk away, he felt your arms around his torso as you cried into his back.

“You stupid, stupid Oni!” You scream and he turns in your arms and holds you. “I missed you so much! It broke me not seeing you! I, I couldn’t, I..” you stutter and tumble over your words as you gripped him, afraid he might leave. “No, baby. I’m here. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” He picks you up to hold you tighter. “It’s not your fault,” you whisper into his shoulder, “it was just so unforeseen. You forgetting me.”

Itto suddenly puts you down, gets on his knees and holds your hands, “I promise, my love, that I will be so careful from here on out. I can’t risk doing that to you and us not being together.” You smile and move down to him and cup his cheeks. Your thumbs carefully wipes away his tears and you place a kiss on his lips. “I love you, Itto.” “And I love you, Y/n.”

From the bushes, a string of cheers arise. “Boss! You’re back!” Genta says and Itto nods, getting up with you. “Oh thank god,” Shinobu says holding her head, “I was about to knock him out myself.” Itto laughs. Normally he’d back away from Shinobu’s aggression but he just smiled and looked at you. He’d knock some sense into himself if he ever did that again.

The gang tell Itto about the tournament and he looks at you who smiles. “Go get ‘em, One and Oni.” He smiles and begins to run with the gang back to Inazuma city.

Itto made it to the finals and for the first time, luck was on his side. You gave him your lucky onikabuto to use and not did it fight.

As Itto said, it was “only the best and biggest Oni for my girl!”

Weeks passed by and you and Itto found yourselves back at the beach. “I really didn’t remember huh?” He asks after a silence. You look at him and click your tongue. “Babe, it’s okay. It’s over. You’re back.”

“How can I, Y/n? You were left alone. I vowed to never do that!” He yells and punches the rock you both sat on, making you both fall on your asses.

“Firstly, ow. Secondly, you see this?” You point to his Vision. Itto nods. “This was given to special people. People with a greater goal and such a passion for life. You think Morax gave you this because he just does? No. He gave it to you for a reason. Don’t ever give up. On whatever you set your mind and heart on. You will never leave me again, know why? Cause unlike the last time, I’m fight a bit harder for us. I vow that if this has to happen again, I will not rest until I make you mine again. I promise.”

As the last two words left your mouth, a bright light emitted from you for a few seconds then disappeared. “What was that?” You ask and Itto looks at you, searching for something. “There! On your right hip, babe!”

A Vision.

You and Itto admire it for a while before you look back at him. “See? That’s how much I mean it.” Itto smirks, grabs you and gets up twirling you around, laughing. “YOU HAVE A VISION BABY!” He screams and you join him in laughing.

Love. It’s a funny, amazing, tragic and confusing thing. So confusing, that the Gods envy humans for feeling such a strong emotion. And when they feel such a strong emotion emitting from a human, a mortal thing at that, they gift a Vision. Proof of love.

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“Proud Itto main since December 2021. I love him.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 5]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, use of toys(sybian), squirting, the long awaited chapter 5 😳💕 do they finally meet?!?!?!?! hehehehehehe also sorry for not being able to post this yesterday, had a busy week and when I tell ya I woke up at 3pm today 😗 💕💕💕💕 as always, thank you so much for your continued interest!! I'm already writing ch 6 and im SOOOO EXCITEDDDD hHEHEHEHEEHEH 💕💕💕💕💕 HAVE A GREAT REST OF YOUR WEEKENDS! 🍒 

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - ? 

“You guys! I--you have to see this!”

You can’t wipe the smile off of your face when you shimmy to the side, excitedly showing off the new gift that Seungcheol had sent in the mail.

sleepy_wonu: holy hell

universe_WZ: that mustve costed hella

alphagyu97: nothin like feelin extra poor amirite lads

angelhan: it was only a matter of time before dom.cheol was untouchable lol 

You giggle slightly as you adjust the camera so that you and your new sybian are in frame. “Hey~ Don’t say that!! Y’know it’s not the amount of money you spend on me… I’m glad you guys are always here with me~” The sound of coins clinking goes off in the back as you read a few more comments.

dom.cheol: well princess, don’t u wanna show them how you use your new toy? ;)

tangerine_kwan: fuck i bet it can get u to cum so fuckin fast

hoshi_tiger_xx: yessss

dom.cheol has donated $100

hoshi_tiger_xx has donated $50

“Hmm~ How many times do you think I can cum with this? Oh! Why don’t we do this~” You pause, sliding your wet panties down your legs before tossing the material to the side. You grin, swinging a leg over the toy until you’re straddling it. “Rapid fire question! Whoever guesses the right amount of orgasms I can take before I call quits… Wins a special unreleased photoset of me! Go!”

dom.cheol: 5

universe_WZ: 4

sleepy_wonu: 6

angelhan: 3 artist8hao: 5

alphagyu97: everyone took all the good numbers already!!! 7!!!!!

gentleman_josh95: DMAN IT 3

tangerine_kwan: 8, fuck

kitty_junjun: ugh i was gonna say 4!!!!

xcaliburDK: i was gonna say 5!!!!

therealchan99: 2? thats so low tho….

chwenon: as if anyone is gonna say 1, lmao. Uh 6…. If sleepy_wonu happens to disappear

hoshi_tiger_xx: im gonna say 10, but… seems… risky

Reaching for the remote, you situate yourself until the raised part of the toy sits directly on your clit. A shiver runs up your spine at the feeling; already excited for what’s in store. “Um, to be fair I haven’t tried it myself yet so I’m not sure either... Hehe, but I guess we’ll find out together, huh?”

Gulping, you set the sybian to its lowest setting, the air getting knocked out of your lungs immediately as your body lurches forward. “H--holy shit!” The vibrations are already harsh on the lowest setting; your fingers gripping the remote tightly as you try to adjust to the feeling. “O--oh my g-god, I--”

dom.cheol: aww can ur cute lil clit take it?

xcaliburDK: maybe one of the lower numbers was right lol…

The moans spill freely from your lips, garbled noises getting lost in the mix when you start to grind against the vibration. “Fuck, it--it feels suh--so good, hah, already feel like ‘m gonna cum…” You whine, already getting lost in the pleasure. For a second, you’re tempted to raise the vibration intensity but you hold back, letting your wetness coat the toy as you continue to grind down onto it. The sound of donations and comments sound fuzzy to your ears; only the sound of the sybian buzzing reminding you that the camera was still even on.

“Ngh, g-god, I’m--I’m gonna cum!”

tangerine_kwan has donated $75

xcaliburDK has donated $50

dom.cheol has donated $200

dom.cheol: cmon, lets see that pretty pussy cum

Your legs shake as you cum, only a squeak coming out of your mouth as you lurch forward atop the toy. The grip you have on the remote loosens while simultaneously trying to turn it off in the midst of your orgasm.

dom.cheol: awww cumming so hard on the first setting? Cute

therealchan99: lol baby is in trouble now

angelhan: maybe 3 was right lmao

“I--a-ah, fu--fuck!” You cry, shaky fingers finally managing to shut the toy off. Your body immediately untenses; chest heaving with how sensitive you already were and it had only been your first orgasm and the lowest setting of the toy. “O-oh my g-god, I--I didn’t know i-it was that s-strong…” You mumble, body buzzing with the remnants of your orgasm.

sleepy_wonu: well mr dom.cheol did pay top dollar

gentleman_josh95: imagine if u had this for yesterdays show lol

“Oh god, if--if I had this for yesterday’s show, I would’ve been too boneless to do today’s show!” You laugh airily, slowly grinding against the toy already. “It feels really nice though… I’m already super curious about how strong the other settings are…” Trailing off, you reach for the remote again, throat dry as you fiddle with the knob.

kitty_junjun: what if u set it to the max setting

chwenon: idk if her cute lil body could take it

dom.cheol: its okay baby, take ur time. I wanna see how sensitive that pussy of yours can get

“But ‘m already so sensitive~ I dunno how much more I can take~” You tease, biting your lip when all the comments flooding the chat are words of encouragement.

You knew when you started camming that it’d be no easy job. Building up your fanbase and subscriber count had taken you months upon months to even get within the thousands and camming was physically exhausting. Some days your viewer counts were low and some days they were above average and sometimes you didn’t make as much in one show than another.

tangerine_kwan: was therealchan99 right with 2 then? Heh

therealchan99: finally FINALLY ITS MY TIME TO SHINE

Giggling, you slowly start turning the knob; body twitching when the vibrations kick in at full force.

Seungcheol watches in amazement at the way your body jerks atop the machine.

He can see the way your legs twitch unbearably when you cum for the third time; your brows furrowed at the intensity of the vibrations and your taut body when you can barely manage to turn the machine off.

Licking his lips, he slowly thrusts up into his closed palm, spreading the precum down his shaft as he watches you catch your breath.

“I--ngh, fuh--fuck, I---I don’t--don’t know if I--I can cum a-again…”

Seungcheol moans at your breathy whimpers; the arousal in his body pooling up quickly when he sees the fucked out expression in your eyes. His eyes flit to the wetness that coats the silicone portion of the toy, smirking when he realizes how much you really seemed to enjoy the gift he’d gotten you.

Mentally patting himself on the back, he praises himself for making the right decision.

angelhan: please tlel me im the winner im begging

universe_WZ: NO

dom.cheol: is the princess tired already? ;)

You catch your breath, not wanting to give up despite how fuzzy your head was getting and how much your body was buzzing. “I dunno… We still haven’t tried the last setting, you guys… And I’m just so curious...” You whisper, hazy eyes staring into the camera.

hoshi_tiger_xx: god u look so pretty like this, all fucked out

artis8hao: right? fuck, id kill to be that guy who can get u off like this

xcaliburDK: goddamn same

The sound of coins clinking mixes with the ringing in your ears; fingertips already on the knob of the remote.

You take a deep breath, letting the adrenaline kick in as you quickly set the knob to the highest setting, a high pitched cry spilling from your lips when you let go of the remote in favor of holding onto the machine instead. Grinding down onto it, you meet the toy's harsh vibrations as it quickly forces another orgasm out of you in the matter of seconds.

Choked cries spill from your lips as your entire body tenses up; body twitching uncontrollably as you cum for the fourth time. You lean back with whatever energy you have left, bracing yourself on the back of the toy as you relieve your swollen clit of the buzzing machine. Your orgasm refuses to stop and you can already tell how obscenely wet everything’s gotten when your head starts to clear.

alphagyu97: fuck you squirted all over the toy baby

universe_WZ: fuck fucki fuck

universe_WZ: wait did i winf kjfhdsjk

You shakily slide off of the machine, resting on your side as the machine still buzzes with life next to you. Your entire body won’t stop shaking, head muddled as you fight the urge to shut your eyes and sleep for the next 5 days. “I’m--I--” You whimper, still feeling the phantom vibrations between your legs.

“I--ho--holy fuck, I, w-wow, I--I don’t--that--I’m, I’m just… wow.”

dom.cheol has donated $400

dom.cheol: knew you’d like it ;)

universe_WZ: THAT MEANS I WON

universe_WZ has donated $150

angelhan has donated $150

therealchan99: well, at least some of us got close

hoshi_tiger_xx: fuckin speak for urself man i said /10/

You end the show after letting ‘universe_WZ’ know you’ll contact him soon, shutting your eyes as you lay on your soiled sheets.

You can still feel your fingertips twitching when your eyes slide shut, chest heaving in deep breaths as you try to relax yourself, momentarily cursing yourself for pushing your body too far for tonight’s show. 

Groaning, you reach for your phone, the screen lighting up with a text from Seungcheol, a simple ‘don’t forget to drink water ;)’ in your notifications and you can’t help but pout.

Seungcheol was nice, almost too nice. Definitely not in a murderer kinda way though, you think. 

He bought you expensive gifts and never asked for anything in return which made you feel bad sometimes. And while the donations and tips you’d made through your camshows was enough to get by with, Seungcheol’s generous donations helped you always make your rent and bills on time without worrying if you’d have enough or not.

You quickly text him back with a smile on your face; hoping that he’ll like what you had to offer.

Seungcheol feels the exact same way he did when you first contacted him offering him a free show, except maybe ten times worse. At first, he’d been a little sad that he hadn’t won your quick little game but this made up for it 20-fold.

The six simple words read ‘want to meet up next friday?’, a small heart emoji next to the question and he’d almost thrown his phone when he read it, hands shakily responding with a simple ‘I’d love to.’ to make it seem like he was calm when he was most definitely not.

His immediate next order of business after replying was to text Namjoon despite how late into the night it already was, begging for the day off and offering to take any shifts or pay cuts in exchange for it. 

All he needed was one day and he swore he’d never miss a day of work ever again.

Namjoon responds with a quick ��sure, why not’, momentarily confusing him as to why his boss was awake while simultaneously sending Seungcheol into complete panic when he realizes he finally gets to meet you.

The week goes by extremely quickly to Seungcheol; his mood on a completely different level when he offers to pick up Yoongi’s Sunday shift without a complaint. He cleans up all the messes around the roller rink and even offers to do jobs that aren’t his which have Jeongguk raising a brow at the older male.

In the days that lead up to your meeting, Seungcheol looks up a few cafes that you might be interested in and even goes to get an STD exam, not that he’s expecting anything. Safety first, he says.

Your Wednesday show comes and goes, Seungcheol too excited to even get off when he watches you and he even donates an extra $600 at the end of the show; travel spending money, he offers.

And Thursday comes without a hitch and he all but skips to the employee backroom once his shift is over, humming a tune while he changes out of his uniform.

“Hey hyung, no offense, but are you okay?” Jeongguk rests against the locker next to Seungcheol’s open one, brow raised at the blue haired male that beams back at him. “I’m scared, why are you so… giddy. You even offered to take Yoongi-hyung’s weekend shift? What the hell was that about? I’ve never seen him that giddy either.  Man, this place is getting weird, maybe I should quit...”

Seungcheol can’t help but laugh, patting Jeongguk on the shoulder before shutting his locker.

“I have an important meeting tomorrow, that’s all. And don’t quit, ‘cause who else is gonna give me free food.”

While the excitement had him since Saturday, now that it was finally Friday, he was downright nervous.

The two of you had agreed to meet at 2PM in front of the cafe that Seungcheol had picked out and you’d gotten a hotel in town to make it easier on yourself instead of trying to get back to your place too late. Seungcheol had offered to come pick you up, but you had politely declined; instead opting to meet him first before letting him do anything else for you.

And by nature, Seungcheol gets to the cafe 15 minutes early, fidgeting and continuously running his fingers through his hair as he patiently waits. He can feel his palms getting sweaty when he rubs them against his jeans, mentally trying to keep calm and his head floods with all sorts of thoughts; mainly, how he even got into this position with you in the first place. And he gets so distracted that he doesn’t realize you’d be standing watching him zone out for the last 5 minutes.

“Wow, not sure what’s got you so focused but you’re standing so still!”

Seungcheol hears your cute airy laugh that follows, a cherry blush on his cheeks when his eyes meet your smiling face. “I--oh my god…” He whispers, taking in your appearance.

He feels his face buzzing, fingers twitching when he sees you in a cute simple  sundress. “W-wow, you--you’re just… so beautiful. I mean, you’re beautiful on cam too but just, wow, in person? Incredible.” The blush reaches his ears when he realizes he’s rambling, a nervous laugh spilling out of his lips.

“S--sorry, I, uh, usually I’m more chill than this but y’know…” He trails off, to which you nod. You step closer to Seungcheol and he gets a hint of your sweet smelling perfume, mentally groaning when your cute eyes peer up into his.

“That’s okay! I totally understand~ I’m kinda nervous myself too, to be honest…” You pause, a pink blush coating your own cheeks. “But let’s talk over some food, huh?”

Seungcheol doesn’t want to pry, but he’s not sure if he should address you as ‘Cherry’ in person, or if he should avoid calling you by anything at all.

He watches as you go through the cafe’s menu, biting the inside of his cheek as he itches to ask.

“‘Cheol… I can feel you staring, y’know.. Penny for your thoughts?” You ask, concerned eyes meeting his nervous ones.

“I just-- Sorry, I didn’t mean to be awkward, I just was wondering how I should address you in person? I don’t want to overstep my bounds, I know you don’t put your real name out there so…”

You place your menu down, closing it before leaning on your palms atop the small table. Seungcheol is cute, too cute, you think. You knew this would be a question when the two of you eventually met and you had given yourself the time to get used to the idea that he’d know your real name.

He eyes hyperfocus on your glossy lips, watching as you say your name for him for the first time.

Seungcheol’s heart threatens to beat out of his chest when he hears it; repeating it over and over in his head before he says it out loud.

“Wow, it sounds nice when it’s you saying it~” You tease, leaning back in your chair. “I don’t mind if you call me by my name, by the way! The pet names are cute but maybe we should keep that to the bedroom~” You end in a whisper, winking at the male.

Fuck, he thinks, just as his cock throbs at your comment. He really wishes you wouldn’t say things like that because he’s weak and he knows it, especially when it comes to you. “Okay, cool! Yeah, sorry, I just---I didn’t want to overstep, I know you don’t really let that be public information.”

“Of course! And thank you, I really can’t tell you how much you’ve done for me. I really… really wouldn’t be able to do all the things that I do if it weren’t for your constant support.”

You want to say more, but the waiter comes to take your orders, cutting you off until he leaves again.

“By the way…” Seungcheol looks at you with curious eyes, lips puckered around his drink straw. “Tell me about yourself, ‘Cheollie! I feel like we didn’t really get to talk that one time!”

He swallows the water in his mouth, licking his dry lips. Here goes nothing, he thinks.

“I swear, and please don’t think I’m a loser, but I--I work at a roller rink. It’s really not cool, I’m not some high paid CEO or whatever, I--I just, I work hard?” Seungcheol chuckles, running a hand through his hair as he waits for your reply.

“Wait, that’s so cool! Oh my gosh, I kinda wanna go!”

The surprise washes over Seungcheol, eyes wide as saucers when he hears you saying you’d want to visit his workplace. “Wuh---wait, seriously!?”

“Yeah! It’s kinda, like, retro! I haven’t been to one since I was a kid!” He quickly offers to bring you to the roller rink on Sunday so you could have somewhere to hang out while you were in town.

“And sadly, I took a shift on Sunday so you can hang with me while I work.” 

Seungcheol grins, watching as you jokingly roll your eyes at him. “So you did it on purpose, huh…” The two of you share a laugh, glad that your first meeting seemed to be going okay so far.

“Well, I mean, if it makes you feel any better, my best friend works the concession stand so I’ll make sure to get you a free pair of skates and food whenever you want?”

“It’s a deal!”

The two of you continue to talk over your late lunch, Seungcheol telling you of the various work hijinks he’d gone through at his time working at the roller rink.

“Which, by the way, that morning show you did… Hope you know I holed up in the restroom for an entire hour for that ‘lil stunt.”

You can’t help the tears that fall from your eyes when you laugh, only feeling slightly bad for the blue haired male. “But I told you! Sometimes it’s just like that, y’know~” You tease back, heart blooming at the way you and Seungcheol got along.

In all honesty, there’d been something on your mind since you first sat down and you didn’t know when the right time to ask was, or if it was even appropriate.

The smile slips from your face as you bite the inside of your cheek in thought.

Seungcheol takes the bill from the waiter, slipping his card into the holder before you can even offer. But he notices the way your expression falls, noting the hesitance in your eyes when he looks at you from across the table.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” His voice is gentle, soft and caring when he leans over the table to make sure you’re alright.

“Yeah! Just---Can I ask you for a favor?”

[mypresentelegances]

Best Wuthering Heights adaptation? Character comparison

Wuthering Heights is one of my favourite books, but the screen adaptations are... not very good. From adapting only half a book to completely changing the ending they continue to make odd odd choices in adapting this book. I can’t blame them though since the book is basically unfilmable. I did my best trying to rank these adaptations, but none of them can really be called a “winner”. 

1939: Oberon is too whiny. I'll never forget her "Heathcliiifff!!" when the dog bites her leg. Not awful, but definitely not Cathy either. After marrying Edgar she is far too composed and regal. Oberon does portray some arrogance and  gets angry once in a while, but doesn't really show Cathy's unstable nature.

1992: She is not fierce enough to be Cathy, and her giggling in the beginning is enough to drive one mad. She makes the emotional and "softer" scenes work well and with Ralph Fiennes they capture the more pleasant moments of the relationship but definitely miss out on the "passionate" and "eternal". Overall I like some aspects of her performance and she shows the growth of the character with less than stellar direction. She just misses out a big time on passion and fierceness, but makes up for it with kind of lunacy so her Cathy is unstable, just in a different way.

2009: Charlotte Riley's Cathy is probably least Cathy-like out of the four I've watched. She is kind and caring, scolds Heathcliff for being mean, gives food to poor, is instantly friends with Isabella.. She shows all her emotions to Heathcliff and instead of the twisted games and hate-passion they have in the book, this Cathy is just a simple woman in love with Heathcliff, who is playing with her. Instead of knowing that they are everything to each other, that they are each other, they just have common jealousy. This is just bad.

2011: The younger version of Cathy is maybe not spicy enough but she is good and her bond with Heathcliff is shown well. Kaya Scoledario on the other hand is about as interesting as watching that nth shot of the muddy moor. This version of Cathy also has a weird interest in drinking blood.

1939: Laurence Olivier has absolutely zero Heathcliff in him. His Heathcliff is romantic, talkative and calm. Heathcliff as a romance novel hero. Also Olivier is as wooden as the giant block of wood he throws in to the fire in the beginning.

1992: Ralph Fiennes starts out as a bit too sophisticated for Heathcliff, but his performance definitely gets better after Heathcliff returns. He is cruel underneath his somewhat gentlemanly facade that he doesn't really work to upheld once he gets what he wants. I actually rather like his performance, even though it doesn't reach his book heights of cruelty.

2009: Tom Hardy makes for a chatty Heathcliff. He is a bit evil, sure, but also way too social. He doesn't seem to hide any kind of dark feelings behind his quippy exterior. If he's happy, he is, if he's angry, he is. Change in his three years away is nonexistent since he was already so at home around everyone. I'm also confused how after 18 years he just decides to blow his brains out. Ok.

2011: Again young Heathcliff is portrayed well Solomon Glave but the older one.. less so. Boring is really the only way to describe James Howson's performance. He seems like he is not interested at all in Cathy or anything really. He is just floating around the screen. He sounds curiously like Jon Snow and that is not a good thing.

1939: There is not much to say about his Hindley really. He is utterly forgettable.

1992: Unfortunately the curse of forgettableness follows Hindleys. Jeremy Northam beats Heathcliff up once but is really reduced to nothing in this film. Around the middle he then just dies off.

2009: Gorman's Hindley is weirdly happy and loving before Frances' death, but turns out to be a passable drunk afterwards. I especially like him meantioning his plans to kill Heathcliff. The Hidnley-Heathcliff dynamic in the beginning paints Heathcliff as a victim, so Hindley being a passable person for a while is an odd choice. However I remember him so that’s a bonus.

2011: Well he is racist for sure. I guess the skinhead look is some very very clever social commentary.

1939: David Niven as Edgar was... an interesting choice. He doesn't get much to do, mostly standing around and frowning at Heathcliff.

1992: I'm well aware of being very biased here, but Simon Shepherd truly looks like I've always imagined Edgar Linton looking like. He is just the perfect Edgar to me no contest. I think he captures Edgar from the book very nicely.

2009: Andrew Lincoln is far too manly and dark to be the light-coloured, bloodeless Edgar. He is also too mean in this version.

2011: I really don't have anything to say about this man. Edgar is on-screen for maybe half a minute and that is the less interesting half so I may have missed it.

1939: Isabella doesn't come off as such a fool since Heathcliff is 10000x more pleasant than he really is. Fitzgerald plays Isabella fine enough. She looks way too much like Cathy tho.

1992: I just hate how they cut out the scene of Isabella running away, as it is one of my favourite scenes and really makes Isabella's character into something more than a lovesick fool. Without that Sophie Ward doesn't really have much to do.

2009: Isabella gets some "development" in this series, we are seen her looking for suitors at Cathy's wedding and she explains some of her reasons for being interested in Heathcliff. Rest of the movie she looks sadly around eyes wide. They had Isabella leaving Heathcliff and completly butchered that. I'm Angry >.<

2011: Cmon Isabella. This Heathcliff is in no way interesting. He doesn't even have any "dark sexual attraction". We never see what might make Isabella interested in Heathcliff and I mean, who really cares anyway? If you're paying attention at this point I salute you. Okay I'm back since I noticed the movie is ending. They had the scene where Isabella and Hindley shut Heathcliff out so that's fun.

1939: Best thing about Flora Robson is that she vaguely resembles Jane McTeer. She doesn't really have a large role. What she has she does well enough.

1992: Janet McTeer is my love and joy. She is too old in the beginning, sure, and for the rest of the movie looks like she is in her 40s, but she is so so lovely as Nelly. I love her acting in "I am Heathcliff" scene and in her scenes with Heathcliff. She is the reason I like this movie so much despite its many failings.

2009: Nelly is way too old, which changes her relationship with all the characters. The actress does her grandma-role fine, giving shocked looks underneath her biddy bonnet.

2011: Ummm... Congrats for being the right age? This Nelly really doesn't have a role.

It was rather hard to rate the second generation since the 1992 movie was the only one to actually properly include it. 

[gay-salt-amber]

Can we get a full story on Georgi and Jeans relationship? I think its really cute from the information you gave us and I wanna know more! - :D anon

Yes I sure can! Hope you like it :D

Love On The Ice

The ice rink. A figure skaters home away from home. Some go to the ice for training, some go there for fun, some go there to cry, some go there to rage, and some go there for love. This is no different for a 25 year old French skater named Jean Douce.

Jean pov-

Walking to the rink was something I always enjoy. Sure, my bag was kinda heavy at times and the walk may be long but it gave my legs some practice moving before I step foot onto the ice tonight. Todays competition was being held at my home rink in France, which is quite nerve racking, but I can't let that show. My coach said that this may be my chance to make it to a grand prix final, but I'm not so sure. We'll see when I get there I guess. As long as I try my best, then we'll be just fine.

When I finally made it to the rink, I looked up the sign 'Lilac Ice Rink' gave me a sign of comfort. I felt at home, I felt comfortable, I felt relaxed again. I opened the door gently before walking in, waving to the blonde behind the front desk, Ms. Joy, the woman who owned the place and someone I've known since I was little.

"Good luck out there!" She said with a smile

I gave a simple nod and went to the locker room to change, I didn't here anything before I entered, making me think not many people were there, 'Weird, I guess I am kind of early though.' I opened the door and sat my stuff down on the bench I looked over to see a face I hadn't seen before. The person had a pointy hair style, all of his hair was pointed infront of him, strange hair style but not bad. He was wearing a jacket over what I assumed was the outfit he was skating in tonight. I tried to read his jacket but the back of the chair covered it and I couldn't recognize the logo, curious, I walked up to say hi to him.

"Hi!" I greeted,

He put down what I recognized was blush and looked at me, "Hello, who are you?" I grabbed a chair, pulling it over and sitting down next to him, "I'm Jean."

"Are you skating tonight?" The black haired man asked

"Yes, I'm on the French team! What about you?"

"I'm on the Russian team."

"Ooo! Cool! What's your name?"

"Georgi."

I got up and held out my hand, "Well Georgi, I hope we get along."

He scoffed and shook my hand, "Good luck."

I smiled and walked back over to my bag and got out my outfit for the night, when I was putting it on, everything was fine until I remembered that it tied in the back. Unlike some people I know, I can't reach that far back. I turned my head and saw that Georgi was still here, I'll just ask him for help.

"Hey! Georgi!"

He turned around, "Hm?"

"Can you," I pointed to the ties, "Tie this for me?"

He rose to his feet and walked over, "Sure, but don't blame me if it looks awful."

I laughed, "Heh, I think it'll look fine, I mean, if you can make your face look so pretty, you can probably tie a knot pretty well too."

Georgi paused for a moment before going back to tying the knot, "Don't say stuff like that."

"Awh cmon! Its just a compliment!"

The cloth on my back tightened and the feeling of hands on his back left, "There its tied."

"Thanks!"

He grabbed his bag, waved and exited the locker room, the door slamming behind him.

'I think we'll get along well.'

A while later, Georgi pov-

I stood, leaning on the wall of the rink, deep in thought. Who was that Jean boy? All I know is that hes a skater from France. I want to know more about him, hes quite a nice boy and I think we'd get along well. I glanced over to where he was getting some last minute practice. His olive eyes sparkled as bright as a star, his skating wasn't the best I have ever seen by far but the passion he had was as obvious as the blue sky.

The only thing I could keep my eyes on was the cute brown haired boy, I spaced out from all of reality and I wouldn't have it any other way...

"Oi! Georgi! I'm talking to you!"

I turned to the voice to see coach Yakov behind me, "Oh sorry."

I cleared my throat before speaking, "Do you know anything about Jean? The boy over there?" I said, pointing to him.

"Ah, that's Jean Douce, hes a French skater."

"Well I know that much, anything else?"

"Well hes quite the amateur, I heard from his coach that hes only been to the second part of a figure skating contest once."

"Ah, I wonder why.."

"I heard he is married and has a kid so that's probably why, its hard to balance a family life and skating, anyone can tell you that."

Those words felt like a jab to the heart, "Oh.."

"Your going on last by the way, I wouldn't have it that way normally but, cant argue with the organizers."

I nodded and walked over to the bench to sit, grabbing my water-bottle from my side and taking a sip. While I was drinking I stole a glimpse at Jean who was now panting, head hanging down as he sat about 2 benches away from me. Why the world doesn't he have water? I sighed, 'Do I have to do everything for this boy now?' Wait that doesn't sound too bad.. I glanced at my water bottle which was still practically full and headed over to him.

I sat down by him, which caused him to instantly look over, "O-oh hi."

With a nod, I held my water-bottle out infront of him, "Here, I saw you didn't have one but your panting like a fucking dog so I figured you'd want some."

He grabbed it, his hand brushing against mine causing my heart rate to go up higher then what I am fairly certain is healthy. He smiled brightly, it was adorable and when I saw that on his face, I knew this was what they call love at first sight.

"So, I heard your married?" "Yes. I have a wife named Salem."

I was curious, I want to know more about her, "What's she like?"

"Heh, not great lately.."

"Mind telling me why?"

"She just doesn't approve of the fact that I do figure skating full time she thinks it wont make good money which is-"

"Bullshit" "Bullshit" We said in unison, we both let out a chuckle and Jean continued,

"Because of that I cant get as much practice in because I cant get the time away from her nagging to get out to the rink."

I looked at him, thinking, "I think I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"I'll help you with your routine."

His eyes widened at my words, "Don't you need to practice too?"

"I memorize my routines quite well, I think i'll be fine with coaching you."

"I have a coach already y'know?"

I scoffed, "Yeah and from what I saw she has no fucking idea what she's doing."

"I mean.. You're not wrong."

I stood and held out my hand, "So get up and lets head to the ice."

Jean grinned, putting my water-bottle down and grabbing my hand, "Alright!"

After the competition Jean pov-

Well.. I didn't make the cut, I guess I was right, heh. My score was 221, I was about 4 points behind the 3rd place winner who was a boy from America named Leo de la Iglesia. While I was getting changed in the locker room, Georgi was sitting down removing his makeup

"You're not very chatty.." He stated

"Heh, I guess I'm just upset about losing.. Good job on getting 2nd though!"

"For what its worth, I think you should have gotten third, Leo failed that one double axal so he shouldn't have had 225 points, you should have scored higher too, you landed everything."

I let out a dry chuckle, "Still my jumps weren't nearly as good."

"Still."

"Thanks, Georgi."

I stuffed my stuff into my bag and was about to leave when I felt a tap on my shoulder, "Hm? Did you need something?"

"Can I have your number?"

"Sure!"

He handed me his phone, I typed in my number and put in a contact name. "See you later, fée endormie" (Sleeping fairy)

Georgi's face looked as red as a cherry, his words were stammered too, "Y-yeah you too.."

I waved, closing the door to the locker room behind me. The walk back to the hotel was long, I wanted to be outside longer so I could think. Think about the cute Russian boy I met just a few minutes prior. Then I started to ask myself, 'This is so.. Wrong, what's wrong with me.. I am a married man, I shouldn't think things like this.' I sighed, letting those thoughts die. Those thoughts were replaced with more happy ones about Georgi and how the day went, 'Yeah.. we can think about the future later, day-dreaming never hurt anyone, right?'

About a month later-

I was relaxed on my bed. my wife was out at work and finishing up some school work. I am still going through collage since I had dropped out for a few years to help raise Akaashi. But now hes 17 and a third year at Fukurōdani Academy, a school here in Japan which my wife is the superintendent of. The work was nothing bad, I was about to type my last sentence before heading to the ice rink for practice when my phone buzzed with a message from Georgi

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Georgi: Hey, this may be sudden, but can you open your door?

Jean: Uhhh why?

Georgi: Cuz I'm outside and its cold!

Jean: Ok! I'm on my way!

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I ran faster then I ever had down the stairs, I thought I was going to fall and land on my face but luckily I didn't. I unlocked the door and opened it, revealing Georgi in a black jacket with matching pants. His hair was down, I have seen him with his hair down a lot but it was so cute that I couldn't help but blush at the sight.

"So what are you doing here?"

"I was in Japan and wanted to see you, simple as that."

A smile grew onto my face and we walked to my room where we sat on my bed, he read a book while I finished that last sentence of my paper, once I was done I turned to him and asked,

"Hey can you look over my essay for me?"

"Sure, give me the laptop."

I nodded and passed my laptop to him. It was a short paper but he seemed to take his time, I watched him add punctuation and such. He glanced at the citations at the bottom,

"Hey I think you forgot a citation." He said,

"Oh? I did? For what?"

"The County Tribune one, you used it in paragraph 4 right?"

"Oooh! I had an issue with that one! I tried to get the information but when I clicked the link I used, the domain was down, I just put down the article title and access date since my professor said that was fine."

"Oh, gotcha. But other then that I would say just fix some words, you used 'according to' with your textual evidence a lot so I would say change that."

"Alright, thanks! You sure know your stuff!"

"Yeah, I did really well in Language arts and Writing classes back when I was in school."

"Cool! I guess I'll have to ask for your help more~" I cooed

"Pfft, have fun with that." He snickered as he went back to his book

I kept looking for more words but I kept catching myself getting distracted, "Hey, what do you-"

Before I could say anything else I felt something on my neck, I moved my eyes down to the feeling and saw Georgi, biting my neck.

"G-Georgi?"

He pulled back instantly and scooted about a foot back, "Oh my god! I am so, so, so sorry!"

I smirked, "Do it again, Georgi."

"Isn't your wife going to be home soon?"

"She texted me earlier, she's going to a meeting in Paris, she'll be away for the next few days."

"And what about Ak-"

"Are you going to keep asking questions or are you going to do it again?"

The Russian boy let out a 'heh' and scooted forward, continuing what he was doing before. I smirked and didn't react, finishing up the paper. It was only about 2 minutes later when I heard a sad 'humph'

The mouth released my neck for a moment, "Hey.. Pay attention to me."

I let out a chuckle, turned off my laptop and put it on a side table. I turned around to face Georgi and put my arms around his waist, "There, I'm all yours now."

He placed a kiss on my lips, "Good."

Georgi's lips locked back on mine hungrily. This was the thing I wanted for months, no, this is the type of thing I've wanted my whole life and I never knew it before. God, please let this last forever.

He crawled closer to close the distance and put his knee between my legs, the feeling of having something to rub felt amazing and it caused me to whimper. The moment those whimpers became loud enough for Georgi to hear, I was pinned down with my hands above my head. He dipped his head down to whisper into my ear, "May I, my sweet baby prince?" Those words sent a shiver up my spine, "Yes, please.."

---Timeskip cuz its late and I am not awake enough to write smut--

"That was so good.." I said, panting while laying on Georgi's chest

The Russian skater let out a snort and ran his hands through my hair, "Was it now? Or do you just moan for more whenever you feel like it?"

"Heh."

"I love you." I whispered, kissing him on the cheek.

"I love you too baby."

I cuddled into his chest with a big grin, "Good." "Hey, question.."

"Hm?" I looked up at him, my chin still resting on his chest,

"How are we dealing with your wife? Y'know since you're my lover now."

"Meh, I'll think about that later. Now, let me sleep, you're really comfy."

"Heh sure."

"Also, leave your hair down more, its adorable."

"Sure, whatever you want dear."

"Okay, sleep soon, k?"

"K."

---Aaand its over! Thx for the ask!---

[mottephobia-imagines]

Ikemen Sengoku Mafia!AU (Oda Forces)

In case y’all didn’t know I also write for Otome (both Voltage and Cybird)

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Oda Nobunaga: the leader

Absolutely a leader of a yakuza- and a good one at that too

(Assuming this takes place in modern day japan) runs one of the biggest Yakuza factions

On the outside though, he’s a very successful heir to a large, multimillion company (think Eisuke Ichinomiya from KBTBB I mean they’re practically the same person cmon)

Due to his seemingly inconspicuous ‘day job’ and charming personality making him very popular to the public eye, no one suspects him of being involved in any organized crime, so he’s able to operate very smoothly under the radar

Of course, he has spies every where- including in the government and police force so his tracks are very covered

Aims to take political power at some point and have his faction be the dominant faction (eliminating all possible rivals)

His biggest one being his enemy Kenshin Uesugi’s faction, who takes any and every opportunity they can to get under his nerves constantly lmao

Nobunaga and Kenshin have never seen each other face to face (if they did it’d be a blood bath), but still have an unspoken respect for each other as much as they hate each other lmao

The rivalry between their two families has lasted generations- now that it’s their turn, Nobunaga is determined to end it with the last laugh

Nobunaga’s still the same arrogant, cocky bastard he is, but 100x worse (as with modern technology)

Grew up with a very traditional family who were samurais in the past, so he’s had a lot of training in swordsmanship and martial arts

Always keeps a pistol in his jacket pocket and wears a bulletproof vest 90% of the time

(He’s not that good with guns tho)

On his desk there’s probably a little plateful of candies, and his fridge is also stocked with sweet things (it’s a wonder how he doesn’t have diabetes yet)

Also has a pocketful of tiny candies to last him throughout the day (much to Hideyoshi’s dismay)

Also, slicked back hair, suited up Nobunaga with a sleeve tattoo (he’d have to try really hard to keep his sleeve tattoo hidden but still just imagine)

Hideyoshi Toyotomi: the bodyguard

Hideyoshi is Nobunaga’s most trusted confidant, who also serves as his bodyguard

Wherever Nobunaga goes, Hideyoshi follows suit

More often than not the voice of reason

Always trusts his gut and is always skeptical of new members (or just people in general why won’t you trust me dammit)

He came from a poor family of farmers in the countryside, and when they couldn’t take care of him anymore they abandoned him

He was a thief for a little while, until Nobunaga’s dad took him in and raised him as his own

Hideyoshi deems this a debt he has to pay, and him helping Nobunaga and keeping him straight will repay the family’s kindness

He’s always the one to direct less major missions and cleans up the messes

Frequently in contact with Mistuhide, and he hates the guy (more like annoyed tbh)

He’s basically Nobunaga’s messenger lmao

And mother older brother figure, he frequently stops Nobunaga from rampaging over something insignificant and keeps him from being unhealthy by taking away his candies sometimes

Is better skilled with a gun, and thus carries not one, but two (those like shoulder straps for guns under his suit type of thing)

He goes undercover from time to time, although it’s not his specialty- he’s kind of a jack of all trades kinda guy

He’s really good at sussing out the spies and traitors, because he listens to his gut and it’s almost always right

Will do anything and everything to help Nobunaga succeed, even if it means killing anyone who stands in the way

Date Masamune: the affiliate

Masamune is actually the leader of another yakuza faction, but since it was so weak at the time he took the opportunity to pair up with Nobunaga

His faction deals more with drugs and weapons, smuggling them over borders and getting them out and in of the country

That being said, most of his deals take place at exclusive bars and clubs- where the richest of the rich gather

He’s a pretty laid-back guy for someone who runs a drug syndicate- he doesn’t really care how things get done as long as they get done somehow

Also pretty goofy- when people first meet him, they’d think that there was no way he was in the yakuza

Even though the sleeve tattoos and the eyepatch probably should’ve been enough for them to know

And the massive amount of jewelry, too- Masamune isn’t shy about his wealth like at all

He’s totally the type to wear those bigass rings, complete with sapphires on them just to show off a little more

He loves to piss off Nobunaga, he loves for it

Ieyasu tells him that it might get him killed (low key a worried bb) but Masamune knows Nobunaga isn’t gonna get rid of him anytime soon; due to the fact that Masamune’s faction gives a shit ton of money

Him and Ieyasu tolerate get along pretty well, although the latter may deny it

Out of all of them, he’s probably the strongest and most skilled combat-wise; he’s adept in martial arts, knives and blades, as well as having an extensive knowledge on firearms and even bombs and how to use them

Honestly, he’s with Nobunaga just for the power boost- ones his faction gets enough power, he’s gonna dip then come back and be like ‘sike u thought’

Masamune has the same aspiration as both Nobunaga and Kenshin, but knows he can’t fight them both at the same time. So why not let the two battle it out then fight the winner?

Akechi Mistuhide: the spy

Aka the rat

Mistuhide is a double agent working for Nobunaga, on his own terms

He’s a spy within the government’s police force, and nobody has caught him yet

Tells Nobunaga about any upcoming busts and when and where they’re gonna go, who they’re going to investigate and go after, basically all information on cases that may affect him

Very good at hiding his tracks- it’s almost impossible to get this guy

Also very good at swaying his coworkers and even bosses- tells them whether or not to pursue a case or person, acknowledge evidence, and even do something for him

He started out as an assassin for hire before becoming an informant for Nobunaga, which is the foundation for the distrust Hideyoshi has on him

Coupled with the fact that he’s easily a manipulative and cunning bastard, you’ve got someone who is a valuable asset but you can’t help but wonder when he’ll turn his back on you

He’s actually the son of a very rich man who had many wives and concubines; growing up, his father’s other wives would try to kill him using any tactic they could, so he developed quickly some skills that children shouldn’t have learned

He knows when food and drinks are poisoned, when someone is trying to ambush you, and when someone is lying- and this was before any formal training for an assassin

Because of his talent with blades and smaller guns, he’s the one Nobunaga sends out most of the time to kill someone and make it seem like an accident

Teams up with Masamune to annoy Nobunaga, Hideyoshi, and Ieyasu (sometimes)

He once went undercover with Hideyoshi- the teasing was unfiltered and hard. Hideyoshi kept yelling at him to please stop, we have a fuckinh mission to do and you making me flustered will not make this any less difficult.

He honestly just lives to see people annoyed/embarrassed lmao

Used to tease Ieyasu a lot before Masamune came and essentially replaced him

Mitsuhide’s reasons for joining Nobunaga’s faction still remains a mystery, and he’d like to keep it that way

Tokugawa Ieyasu: the doctor

Why is there no yellow

The underground doctor who works for Nobunaga, Ieyasu has plenty of knowledge and experience despite his young age

At first, you’d think he isn’t a doctor at all- he‘s rough, not exactly friendly, and easily irritated; which is exactly what makes him so good at his job

As an underground doctor, Ieyasu’s primary job is to salvage whatever unfortunate soul had been injured at the time- sometimes, it’d be much, much more than one person

He can’t afford to let his emotions get to him and slow him down, so he’s learned to repress his emotions and completely focus on his job instead

Also, he can’t be like a traditional doctor because he’s dealing with criminals here- and with his pretty face, not everyone’s gonna take him seriously if he offers the usual caring doctor attitude

Ieyasu grew up in a wealthy family before being kidnapped and sold in the black market as a child, abused within the system and eventually ended up in an old doctor’s hands

The old doctor would basically take him on as an apprentice and told him all his medical knowledge, urging him to follow in his footsteps before he died

When the doctor did die, Ieyasu continued his medical studies and attended several schools and universities before going off the grid completely

Years later he was found in a back alley market (think the black market from beastars) by non other than Nobunaga, who he saved from some thugs (or at least tried to)

Because of his work as a doctor, he often forgets to really take a rest and goes days without sleeping and living off spicy ramen noodles

It’s gotten so bad at one point that Masamune (who buys the noodles for him regularly) actually confiscated all of them and demanded Ieyasu be given a day off (he can’t have tease him if he’s dead!)

Speaking of Masamune, they met after the ‘eyepatch wearing idiot’ came into his clinic after a particularly grueling gun fight with the police

He’s kind of thankful for Masamune- Ieyasu would still have to deal with Mitsuhide and that guy gets on his nerves the quickest, if Masamune didn’t take his spot lmao

He has a little pet porcupine at home, and he sometimes sticks him in the chest pocket of his doctor’s coat whenever he knows he’s gonna spend days at his clinic

Don’t let his pretty looks fool you; mans learned many combat skills from Masamune including how to absolutely murder people with guns

Ishida Mitsunari: the hacker

From how sweet and kind he looks he definitely does not look like part of the Yakuza

Like, he looks like he belongs in a classroom teaching kids, not in a computer room hacking government files

Extremely skilled hacker- he can get any information from anywhere and leave no trace

Is the main source of information for Nobunaga

Mitsunari was the son of a college professor, and spent most of his time reading in the school library when his father took him to his lectures

Pretty soon he found himself loving computers and tinkering with them, eventually leading to him hacking some minor websites

Fat forward a couple of years and his curious nature doesn’t stop, leading to him discovering some secret files/tapes of Nobunaga’s faction

He left a clear enough trace that he was easily tracked down and almost killed; however, Nobunaga saw some potential in him and decided to give him a choice between dying or joining them (not much of a choice there buddy)

He joined in his late teens, so he’s never really experienced what life was like (thanks Nobunaga)

Nonetheless, he’s actually pretty terrifying when he’s angry

With his demeanor, you’d think he wouldn’t have a mean bone in his body- wrong

Being in the yakuza at a young age, he’s seen some shit and learned some shit- and he’s even tried some of them

Many people have spited him, thinking he’s a doormat

Mitsunari does not let that fly

People underestimate how much he can ruin their lives through the computer screen- financial ruin, a hard hit to reputations, etc

He rarely if ever does that though, most of the time he’d just brush it off and continue what he’s doing (unless it escalates then you’re fucked lmao Mitsudarki come thru)

Mitsunari’s really good with kids, so often times the higher ups or other members leave their kids or pets with him because even if he is booked for work, he still takes stellar care of them

Gets teased by Mitsuhide often, but doesn’t get what he’s saying most of the time

Is heavily opposed to killing- he’d much rather talk it through with someone or ruin their life rather than taking it

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Uggghhhhh this took so long but I love these little shits so it was worth it 😤😤 they’re so pretty wth-

[tenebres-champ-moved]

oooo -- kay, so i’ve been seeing this kind of stuff around a lot and also today, i dunno if it’s because i’m tired and fell asleep multiple times during a boring course of art history but we doin’ this.

let’s talk about ‘cliques’ / groups

i’ve seen people complain about this a lot. hell, i’ve been here for four years, and i was a part of a uh “clique” myself. people always complained about groups, always complained about it and ... well, lemme share some shit here.

when i did start off, and when the group welcomed me in, we started out small. what did make us “popular” and “recognized���, was the fact that we interacted, roleplayed, talked, had a verse together, basically, we did things. and we had lots of fun doing it! quickly, however, some people didn’t really seem to like the idea. they would call us elitists, cliquety, y’know, the usual. and we were just ... we were just having fun man, we were just out there, writing and having fun.

i guess what i’m trying to say is people seem to have a problem when others are having fun.

group verses are fun. having a group of friends to write with is fun. having jokes, interacting, creating character bonds and plots together is fun. it’s like any group of friends -- yet peeps here seem to always complain about people being in groups.

you can’t befriend anyone, that’s a fact. and i get it, maybe you wanna be a part of it too, but for more reason than one, you can’t ( your character could not blend in the story for example, which is something that can happen !!! not all characters can be together and not all types of characters can like. work well in a certain plot, it’s okay !! ).

you know what you can do instead of complaining, however ? have a group of your own.

there’s nothing bad with it. hell, i would actually encourage it ! it can help to develop your character in miraculous ways, and each character can get their own arc too ! there are so many possibilities when it comes to relationships and dynamics. and you know what’s even greater ?? you can be in more than one group ! which means more friends, more possibilities !

groups shouldn’t be seen as a bad thing. we’re all out there trying to write and do stuff. and, well. we all need partners to write together, right ? so why not help each other, develop our characters, and have a blast in the process ? sounds to me like everyone is a winner.

plus like ... cmon, let’s, not be like that. this ain’t third grade, is it.

[rqs902]

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RENYU CALLED FAN YU. 

thats true friendship right there :’) mannnnn i really wish we could see them reunite one day

LOL WHY IS YANG CHAOWEN SO LOUD HAHAHAHA we love a boy who supports his friends LOL

ooof so if that tap dancing song is like the song with all the least popular kids, “first confession” is like the song that is filled with the 2nd least popular kids. 

HAHAHAHHAHA KOU CONG BEING THEIR LOVE MENTOR HAHAHAHHAHA

YLQ IS SO SHY LOL and he and cx are like the same age LOL ycy saying “hes too real” LOL 

i agree with yixing it wasnt like amazing but i thought ylq did a good job! even tho i kept feeling like that sweater was getting in his way lol... and i like wlk’s voice :’) i just love how wild its getting in the waiting room with all the kids LOL 

UGH just seeing the vocal kids’ reaction to them getting announced as the front runner? HEARTBREAKING. they’re all SO surprised. and up until the last second, renyu is like SO sure that it’s not them. and then when it gets announced, theyre all so stunned with their eyes wide and mouths agape, except huang enyu who just covers his face with his hands. this reaction is just... its so sad that they have such low expectations of their ability to do well. I mean i cant blame them, it’s a realistic reaction, seeing how things have progressed on this show for them so far and the rankings of where theyre at now. but its still so sad. 

AW kou cong being so supportive of huang enyu and huang junrong! saying “you can definitely win”, we love a boy who supports talent :’) and chen junhao aggressively hugging a dumbstruck li chenxu - awww friendshipppp

ive tried my best to avoid spoilers for the elims so my main thought for this next perf is just “oh gosh i really hope this isn’t sbh and syh’s last stage, but even if it is, at least they shone well in it” .... except for sbh’s last high note :( 

lol qby.... the kid’s so pure and sweet but i feel like youku giving him another feature is a sign they want to keep him around and im wary lol 

i agree i think syh did well! i really like him! but again why does youku choose to use age as a punishment for some but a pity point for others? AY JUNRONG CHEERING FOR HIM my singaporean bros

i agree xzx and cxh have improved a lot and i respect their hard work. 

junhao calling lin mo momo will never get old :’) 

oof again, if this is gonna be these kids’ last stage, im really grateful yzy and qzq got to shine. really yzy and qzq are good vocalists! was yzy center? bc im so happy for him if he was!!! amazing!!!!

mxy 辛苦了.... wait is that tyger training footage or am i hallucinating

so what youku is trying to tell me is... if you’re good, you should keep trying, and giving up is a sign of lack of perseverance !! if you’re bad, you should recognize it and give up while you’re ahead and go do something else rather than waste your time. so was zuo qibo not good enough? are lm and syh good enough? and so cxh and xzx have shown they’re good enough? but for kids like qzq and yzy who are relatively good too, should they keep going despite your lack of giving them a similar amount of attention? 

i feel like this whole segment has been dedicated to convincing me that liu cong, ma haowen and he yijun should give up. and im ??? how is this okay? wont this make them sad when they eventually watch this? 

LOL yes please give cui shaopeng a feature, its exactly what we need from this group. i love how he described everyone, hes so real LOL. but also the fact that xue en is just gentle :’) 

aw zixin..... really trying his best to stay cheerful must be hard. im happy to see zlj really cares about him. im grateful yixing recognized zixin’s skill in singing and dancing. but also im kinda just hoping that if this group does place top 4, which is highly possible, that zixin actually needs saving. bc otherwise itll be sad if no one in their group needs saving and they just waste that opportunity :\ 

YASSSSSS CUI SHAOPENG VOCALS !!!!!!! 

AHHHHH XUE EN GOT A KILLING PART YESSSSSS THANK YOU!!!!! 

LIN MO POINTING OUT THE MOST IMPORTANT PARTS OF THAT PERF I AGREE !!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHA I STAN HIM FOR A REASON 

i mean the rest of them were really good too! honestly a high quality perf, but still. YES JUNHAO EXACTLY! xue en literally can get your attention in 0.5 seconds, and he may not be the most popular, and youku may not give him nearly as much attention as he deserves as the WINNER of the last round (with 190 votes!!!!), but no matter how much time he has on screen, he takes that window of opportunity and KILLS IT. and im !!!!!! so grateful !! he did so well!!!

AW shaopeng’s smile when hyb says hes changed after cutting his hair is so adorable! 

aw zuo ye...... man its amazing when you think about how much of an impact cx has had on several of these trainees when she herself is still so young, but that tells you how respected she is, which is awesome. but also i do agree zuo ye has really really improved a ton!! 

you know, i was gonna say i was surprised they flat out told everyone that the vocal group was ahead, but actually im pretty grateful at least this means these kids who normally would NOT get any screen time (cough zhaohao cough li chenxu cough junrong) are regularly getting at least some screen time, which is great! but also it is sad to see that this screen time just consists of them being nervous and unconfident and stressed out thinking theyre about to get knocked down from the top at any moment. but at least... we’re reminded that they’re here, that they exist, and that they’re a force to be reckoned with. 

can we also talk about wlk sitting next to enyu instead of with his group? their friendship is so strong :’) 

wait where’s xue en during their dress rehearsal?

first thought is: omg did he go to the hospital and youku didnt give him a feature?? second thought: wait but if he was there to remember that gjm gave them that advice, did youku just crop him out or something? wtf 

oh wait look at this 

look whos sitting with the vocals now :’) 

they really like this shot of xikan 

and i do too!!!!!!

but cmon lets be real if the public (and youku) have the choice between voting for a group of amazing vocals on the brink of elimination and a group of already popular kids who will most likely all make it anyway..... if they chose the latter, i would literally flip a table. 

[redside-ofthemoon]

WERQ THE WORLD

Here comes a very long recap/review with comments so if you enjoy excited blabbering by all means please continue!!

Overall, the show was absolutely stunning and a LOT of fun. It was probably the most high-budget drag show I’ve ever seen - huge, elaborate props, gorgeous costumes, talented back-up dancers (CMON PIROUETTES), crazy back screens...a girl could get used to this if only it didn’t feel like I was literally cutting off a limb every time I paid for a ticket WHOOPS

ANYWAYS

Asia O’Hara hosted and honestly it was a great fit for her. She was charismatic and funny and jesus christ those teeth are no joke irl.

Mayhem Miller joined the tour!!! Learned all the choreography for the group numbers in one day and god bless it showed but I love her so much and was so happy for her that I didn’t even care.

Kim Chi did this adorable Sailor Moon number and god bless her, tripped over her own feet halfway through and ended up taking her shoes off and kicking them across the stage. Relatable. Looking like a fucking piece hanging in the Louvre as always.

Eureka did that horrible “This is Me” number and although she had this stunning red queen-inspired costume it still felt like it was in VERY poor taste to have all the comments calling her racist and being like “this is me!! I won’t apologize!!!” although for some reason I literally cannot fathom the audience ate it the fuck up????? I guess San Francisco gays enjoy constant elephant jokes and not-so-subtle racism?????

Kameron Michaels oh my fucking jesus christ was the sexy female villain of all my childhood before-I-knew-I-was-gay obsessions. She came out inside this HUGE, ELABORATE, BEAUTIFUL magic mirror prop and looked like royalty. God she had this gorgeous red wig and my entire sexuality was just her swinging around that freshly-got-fucked hair while lip synching to sweet dreams are made of these. Homegirl can like....get it.

A fun little break where Asia hosted a lip-synch contest with members of the audience including a very small, very flamboyant, and VERY buff gay man who  did back handsprings across the stage.

VIOLET CHACHKI. OH MY GOD. When I say there has never been a more exquisite creature on this planet. Her costume was so beautiful and glittering you could have told me she was the center of the universe and I would have been like bitch yeah. She did her beautiful burlesque number and ended it basically naked in a giant martini glass filled with water and I don’t think anyone has ever been sexier to me. I could stare at her forever.

Weird “10s across the board” number with Asia, Eureka, Aquaria and Kameron that was supposed to be like?? a lip-synch battle?? Idk man the only one I was watching was Aquaria - she was more animated and energetic and explosive than everyone else fucking combined. Truly though the number should have ended with mayhem just coming out and smoking them all.

SPEAKING OF MAYHEM. She did “I have nothing” by whitney houston in this radiant peridot pageant gown and it was just a classic standing-there-and-lip-synching performance, no dancing or anything and she brought. the. house. down. that bitch didn’t even need a prop or anything, just her own fucking face did it. she had so much emotion and power and GOD i wish we had gotten to see more of her talent on the show than we did. she is a powerhouse and underrated as fuck.

So then this giant inflatable tree comes out on stage??? with stuff stuck to it?? and it took me a minute to realize what was on the tree and then my gf and I gripped each other at the same time and screamed “ITS THE BUTTERFLIES” and oh yes it was asia doing a hilarious tribute number to all her fallen butterflies from the s10 finale, complete with backup dancers in goofy neon butterfly costumes singing “i will survive.” 

And of course, the big finale was Aquaria, who I can only describe as like lightning on stage. she is electric and sharp in her movements and you can tell in her face that she loves every second of what she is doing. that bitch was kicking and twirling and being backflipped and lifted up and spun and she never missed a beat. she is a true winner and a professional and a performer in every cell in her surprisingly tiny little body and every time she was on stage I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

Highlights of the night: AQUARIA, VIOLET, MAYHEM, Asia’s continuous playing around with the sign language interpreter, Kameron’s hair.

Lowlights of the night: Eureka’s entire presence and the audience’s baffling reaction to her????

BUT ANYWAYS by the end of the show my heart was so full and happy and I know I say this every time I go to a drag show but I always feel so at home and inspired and in awe of these gorgeous, talented, brave people and I feel so secure in who I am and who I love and what I love and I just want to live at drag shows forever.

I loved Werq the World and I will upload all my videos as soon as I wake up my girlfriend!!!! End of rambling!!!!!

[bazzaya]

the underground

Minerza AU. Erza is a grad student who is trying to be responsible after her chaotic undergrad days. Minerva is a street dancer and the frontman of her group that performs in competitions with other b-boys.

Summary: Erza just wants to get an early night’s rest for once, but Bacchus and Cana are insistent on reliving the glory days of their undergrad years by dragging Erza out for a night. The last thing she expects is to become immediately captivated by the hot dancer who can work absolute magic with her hips.

A/N: This is... entirely self-indulgent. I imagined Minerva in a hot outfit on accident and my brain told me to write an entire AU just as an excuse to put Minerva in such an outfit. It also has Erza reaching unfathomable levels of thirst for Minerva, and honestly same. This got away from me. Have fun looking into my elaborate fantasies that keep me up at night. I didn’t proofread it at all. I’m too tired and I’m desperate to post. Also, @gsut, you said you wanted tagged. Here you go.

Word Count: ~6.6k. FUCK.

[Ao3 Link/FFNet Link]

Sorry! I mean... Enjoy!

Erza turned out the light to her bedroom with a content sigh, piling into bed shortly after. She plugged her phone in to let it charge, and there she saw the time- 10:23. That was an early night for her compared to most other nights, where she stayed up until ungodly hours in the morning with grad school work. She was going to savor a night of full sleep.

Just when Erza was close to curing her exhaustion with sleep, her phone buzzed on her nightstand. She was jolted from her calm state by the sudden noise, but she forced herself to forget about it and go back to sleep. Her phone kept buzzing however, at least once every thirty seconds or so, and soon enough Erza got fed up with the noise and threw the blanket off of her, reaching out for her phone and nearly tearing it off the charger.

[Bacchus:] hey

[Bacchus:] hey

[Bacchus:] hey Erza

[Bacchus:] are you asleep already?

[Bacchus:] HEY ERZA WAKE UP

[Cana:] dammit erza wake up we're tryna reach you

[Cana:] what LOSER sleeps at 10:30 anyways?

[Cana:] has grad school turned you into a grandma

[Bacchus:] did grad school fuckin kill you

That was ridiculous. She was getting bombarded with messages as if she hadn't just spent time with her friends five days ago. They knew that grad school hadn't killed her. They were just being annoying now. Begrudgingly, Erza typed out her reply to Bacchus only (she figured he was with Cana), her fingers loudly clashing against the screen of her phone. She was mad. Why can't she sleep in peace.

[Erza:] If someone important hasn't just died, I don't want to hear it. I finally have one night where I can get an early night's rest. Let me sleep in peace!

[Bacchus:] :(

[Bacchus:] loosen up sis! we were lookin to invite you out for a wild night

[Erza:] I'm sleeping. Maybe some other time.

[Bacchus:] come on! it'll be fun! cana's here with me it'll be like old times back from the undergrad days. unless you already forgot about your fun undergrad days bc of your fancy grad school

[Erza:] We literally hung out five days ago. We went clubbing.

[Bacchus:] it'll be like old times back from five days ago!

[Bacchus:] Cmon Erza. We really mean it this time. We even found something new and WILD to do

Before Erza could reply, she got a text from Cana.

[Cana:] before you say no you should know we are literally outside of your apartment building rn

[Cana:] and we did not just waste a trip and taxi fare over here for nothing

Erza sighed, climbing out of bed and heading to her window. She pulled back her curtain and looked down at the street, spotting Bacchus and Cana, who waved to her. Letting out another sigh, Erza typed back her response.

[Erza:] Give me ten minutes.

[Bacchus:] aight but there ain't no need to doll yourself up too much. it'll be dark and looking too refined'll make you stick out like an idiot

[Erza:] Good lord then.

It took her all of two minutes to throw on some torn jeans and some sort of shirt. She didn't turn the light back on so she hoped that it matched somewhat. Erza grabbed a jacket as she left since it was nighttime and a bit drafty, and to hopefully tie the outfit together. She strolled outside the apartment building soon enough, watching as Cana and Bacchus nearly cheered at the sight.

"She lives!" Cana exclaimed loudly, face lighting up with a wide smile.

Bacchus crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just a leather jacket. Erza wondered how he wasn't freezing. "You're rockin' the rugged look, sis! You'll fit right in!"

"Thanks." Erza replied, voice dry and affected by her exhaustion, "What have I been dragged out of bed for?"

"Follow me! I'll explain on the way." Bacchus spun around cleanly on his heels and pointed in front of him, "Yo, so you know how I had to bail on you guys two weeks or so ago because the boys pulled me away for a night?"

"Erza and I still had fun on our own even if you couldn't make it." Cana looked at Erza with a smirk, laughing under her breath.

Erza just stared ahead of her, "Go on."

"So, Nobarly got invited to go to this underground music spot because he knows a guy, and he invited me and the boys out with him. Now lemme just tell ya' this, it was the WILDEST thing I've ever seen, yo! And your man just got an invite for tonight's gathering." He glanced over his shoulder at Erza and Cana, a sly look on his face, "I thought I'd bring the two wildest girls I know with me! You'll love it!"

Cana flicked at Erza's shoulder with her wrist, clearly unable to contain her excitement, "You ready for something incredible?"

"I'm ready for bed…" Erza's shoulders sagged and she let out a sigh, eyes falling shut.

Cana frowned at that, regarding Erza with a concerned look, "Y'know… If you really don't wanna join us, there's always next time. We can walk ya' back to your apartment."

Bacchus looked over his shoulder again, an eyebrow raised, "She's right, sis. We wouldn't know how ballbusting grad school is. We didn't mean'ta overstep if you're really that beat."

Shaking her head, Erza tried to force a smile, resting her hands on her hips, "Nah… I'm good. I could use the break. Don't pay me and my complaining any heed. I'll wake up soon."

"Now that's wild!" Bacchus regained that excited swagger to his step, "I guarantee ya', one second of action here will keep you up all night!"

"But I have an 8am class in the morning.." Erza began though she cut herself off shortly enough. She wasn't going to sour the mood any longer. "Right. Show the way, Bacchus."

Bacchus nodded gleefully, "Got it, sister!"

A little while later, Bacchus led them to a rundown parking garage. The whole thing was sketchy as Bacchus showed them to the lower levels of the lot, and Erza got a bad feeling in her stomach. She wondered if she could hold her own if she got jumped. Then she remembered she once punched a guy in the face for saddling up to Cana one night while she was particularly drunk and the guy wouldn't take no for an answer. The guy was knocked out immediately. The memory made Erza feel slightly safer. Besides, she had a muscly guy on her side in Bacchus plus an utterly ruthless, dirty fighter in Cana. They could probably take a robber.

On the lowest level of the lot, a lot practically empty and covered entirely in graffiti, Erza was able to hear the sound of hip-hop music clearly, and there were a lot of people crowded together. There were two tables set up, one with alcohol and the other with a mixtable and a laptop. Speakers were on either side of the table with the music equipment, and a guy was manning the table, eyes on the laptop and hand toying with the disc of the mixtable.

As Erza walked around and took in the sights, there was only one thought in her mind. "Did we just join a gang?"

"Nah." Bacchus shook his head, he and Cana both making a beeline to the table with alcohol, "It's a dance battle, yo! And we gonna watch!"

"I was really afraid it was gonna be a rap battle." Cana said, snatching up a red cup of beer, "A dance battle is better. Hey Erza, you want some?" She turned to Erza and pointed with her thumb at the table.

Erza shook her head, "I really shouldn't. I can't show up to classes hungover anymore."

"You can limit yourself to one!" Cana pointed out.

Letting out a laugh, Erza just shook her head again, "And you should know that's all it takes to get me hammered."

Cana just nodded at that, flashing a smile, "You got me there."

"Think fast!" Bacchus suddenly shouted. Erza turned towards him and saw something flying at her, and she was able to react quickly enough to catch it. It was a can of soda. "Y'know, since you ain't gonna drink." He paused for a moment, "...You might not wanna open that for a few seconds. I didn't think that through."

"Yeah, I don't want to get soaked before this starts. But thanks though." Erza grinned his way.

Bacchus slung his arm around Erza then, pulling her closer to the action, "Do ya' know how this stuff works?"

Erza shook her head. Cana slid into the conversation, "This is our first time, man." She pointed out, speaking into her cup of beer.

"Fair 'nough. Alright, so I hope you brought some cash with ya', because how this is judged is that teams go up against each other and dance to a song they picked beforehand, but they also have to dance to a song the other team decides! The winner is judged by audience reaction, so whoever gets the loudest screams, wins. The cash is to show your support. They like it when they get paid."

"So… like a stripper?" Cana asked. Her expression was entirely serious.

"Not that far off!" Bacchus laughed, "But for real, it's like, polite or somethin'. You should really shove some money their way. They get like a guitar case or somethin' out for it once it's underway. You'll see."

Erza nodded along, crossing her arms, "Alright, I think I got it. I'll keep it in mind." Her eyes drifted across the people amongst the crowd. The crowd was pretty organized, gathered in a huge circle to allow room for the dancers, though no dancer was out yet. Erza was trying to scan the people for who she thought the dancers would be. One thing she noticed was how she and Cana were practically the only women there. Her cheeks puffed out at that; she didn't mind, but it was a little disappointing. She couldn't resonate with anyone so far. She didn't know who she'd fork her money over to.

"Ah, man…" Bacchus stretched an arm over his head, getting himself psyched up for the show, "I hope that trio from last time is here… God, the hell were they called again? The… Pussycat… Dolls? Wait, no, that ain't it… Damn, I must've been more wasted than I thought.."

"Not surprising…" Cana again spoke into her cup.

"Pot, meet kettle." Erza laughed under her breath, shaking her head.

Before Bacchus or Cana could protest, everyone was silenced by a loud, screeching mic. The crowd all looked to the DJ station, where the DJ was holding the mic.

"LET'S GET THIS SHOW STARTED!" The DJ, whose name was actually DJ, shouted into the mic, earning him excited shouts from the crowd and applause. Erza clapped her hands together, feeling a little out of place with these energetic, wild fans. Cana and Bacchus fit right in.

"TONIGHT'S FEUD IS THE BIGGEST AND BADDEST! WE GOT A LONG-STANDING RIVALRY HERE! OUR FIRST TEAM IS NONE OTHER THAN THE DEVILS IN THE DARK!" DJ motioned towards a quartet of men who stepped out into the circle, causing the audience to shout in excitement.

Erza only raised a brow curiously and looked at Bacchus, nudging him with her elbow, "Is this the bunch you were talking about that were super good?"

Bacchus shook his head, "Nah, ain't them. It was a trio."

"I dunno about you two, but this bunch looks super good…" Cana nodded in approvement, raising her glass.

"AND THEN WE GOT THE SABERTOOTH TIGERS! AND GET THIS, FOLKS! THEIR FRONTMAN, RIGORA, USED TO BE A MEMBER OF THE DEVILS IN THE DARK! IT'S SOME REAL BEEF IN HERE TONIGHT! OOOOHHH!" DJ cheered, and the audience joined in out of surprise.

"The Sabertooth Tigers! There we go!" Bacchus snapped his fingers proudly.

"How the hell did you get The Pussycat Dolls from that?" Cana huffed, furrowing her eyebrows.

Bacchus shrugged with a laugh, "I told ya'! I was wasted as hell!"

Erza's focus, however, was on the dance group itself. Immediately two guys entered the circle. One of the guys was blond and had his hair spiked up, and he was dressed in a lot of fur and tight-fitting clothes. He seemed to be the more energetic of the bunch, and he dragged his thumb across his neck at the Devils in the Dark as light from the parking garage reflected off his single earring. The other guy was a stark contrast, with black hair and baggy, dark clothes. His expression was entirely stoic, almost bothered and angered, and he stared down the Devils as well. That was two of the tigers, but… didn't Bacchus say they were a trio? Or did Bacchus drunkenly mix up the details again? Whatever it was, Erza's answers came shortly enough, and they sure floored her.

The light and dark tiger were standing side by side, but they were shoved away by someone behind them, and that someone stepped out in front of them both. They had long black hair underneath their "OBEY" hat, and some of the hair was done in braids on either side of their head. They were wearing baggy black pants, a purple crop top that read "HUSTLER," and a grey sweatshirt was tied around their waist. A blue tattoo was situated right above their left hipbone, and their exposed stomach was incredibly toned… Erza found herself biting her lip at the sight, and then the figure had lifted up the visor of their hat, revealing a very feminine face done to the nines in makeup. She was the only other girl there besides Cana and Erza, and she was the frontman of The Sabertooth Tigers. Where was that money bin Bacchus was talking about before? Erza was ready to throw her entire life savings into that bin for this dancer…

Cana looked at Erza then back to Bacchus, "Something tells me she found a team she likes…" She mused in a teasing voice.

Bacchus smirked at the sight of Erza practically drooling, "Keep an eye on the sis, yeah? We don't want her to throw away all of her money just because she's thirstin'."

Pursing her lips, Cana waved her hand in front of Erza. "I think she's so far gone she can't even move to reach her purse!" She said, laughing.

"AFTER LOSING THE COIN TOSS, THE TEAM DUKING IT OUT FIRST WILL BE THE DEVILS IN THE DARK!" DJ doubletapped on the trackpad of his laptop, starting the music, "LET'S GO!"

The start of The Devils In the Dark's song sounded damn near satanic, but Erza drowned it out as best as she could. Her focus couldn't be on them if she tried. She was spellbound by that tigress just by her strolling out into the circle. If she was that taken back by that tigress merely walking, she was going to be destroyed by the time the tigress actually danced, if Bacchus's word was of any merit. Erza watched as the tigress talked with the two males on either side of her, whispering between themselves. She tried to read their lips since their words were drowned out by the music. There was something the blond one said that she couldn't quite make out with his lips due to it not exactly matching up with what he was saying prior. Could he have said the tigress's name? Off of the blond's mouth, it seemed as if he was saying 'Minerva'... Well, Erza would just assume she was named Minerva then.

Soon the song faded out, and Erza was jolted from reality at that point. She had caught absolutely none of the Devils' performance. Not that she really cared; all four of those men were pretty ugly and unappealing. No wonder Minerva seemingly defected from them. They were pathetic.

Minerva lifted her hand closest to DJ and snapped her fingers. DJ didn't even give them an introduction; that action of Minerva's alone was enough. It was obvious who was really in charge here.

Before Erza could stare for too long, Bacchus nudged her with his elbow, "I know ya' got a clear fave already, but keep an eye out on those two fellas by her sides. They were the Twin Dragons before the tigress came along. They were legendary in their own right, but now they're even bigger and badder with that sister by their side!"

Erza only nodded, and both of them knew that Erza wasn't actually going to take her eyes off Minerva. It was worth a shot, though.

A clear distinction between the Tigers and the Devils was that while the Devils focused on hard, heavy moves and techniques, the Tigers were more fluid with their movements, the in-betweens of wow moves just as captivating as the wow moves themselves. Everything was so expertly linked together, flowing with ease, and it oozed mastery. When the chorus came, suddenly the Tigers' movements exploded into something far faster and harder, but their synchronization and fluidity remained even with the change of pace. Minerva moved with grace, every move executed with precision and purpose, and there was no mistake or stumble in sight. The icing on the cake was when the end of the chorus came and there was a slower break, which led to the body waves in the choreography. Erza watched how Minerva's hips and body rolled with ease, how Minerva drew in her bottom lip and smirked as she moved, how Minerva far outclassed the word sexy with her confidence and swagger. The body waves drew out raucous cheers from the audience, Cana included probably in support of the Twin Dragons, but Erza was the opposite, stunned into sheer silence as she stared. The breath had been knocked out from her body, her mouth agape. She was taken entirely.

Even when the song ended, Erza wasn't freed from her captivation. She was fixated on the rise and fall of Minerva's chest from being out of breath. She couldn't help but notice the added glow on Minerva's skin from the sweat of all the fast and constant movement. It was around that point where Erza finally opened that can of soda she got from Bacchus. She was getting pretty thirsty. Even she was seeing that now.

She forced herself to focus on the Devils when their challenge song rolled around. The Tigers gave them a pretty difficult song to dance to on the spot seeing as it wasn't hip-hop, as the lot of underground dancers were typically used to. It was a simple song, almost slow with its groovy instrumentals. For a group accustomed to hard and heavy moves, being forced into a song where there were no explosive instrumentals was a severe disadvantage to the Devils. The Tigers picked well. Somehow, however, the Devils were able to incorporate some hard, rigid moves into the song by matching the drum beat, and it appealed greatly to the audience. They were earning loud cheers, but Erza couldn't see the appeal at all. Then again, she was heavily biased at this point. There was no looking at the Devils objectively anymore.

Even if the Devils sucked, Erza had to applaud their tactics in choosing a song for the Tigers to dance to, for many reasons too. Seeing as the frontman and visual of the Tigers was female, the Devils chose a song that was sexy but in a very masculine and aggressive way in an attempt to trip up Minerva. The Twin Dragons were able to fall in line with the music and atmosphere easily, moving smoothly to the beat and taking up at the front of the formation. It was smart, being at the front and nearly shielding Minerva from sight at first. Their moves were appeasing the crowd as is; Cana was losing it over those two. However, it seemed like they were just out front in order to stall, since Minerva returned to the front when the chorus hit, reinvigorated after feeling the music for some while. She was able to plan out some moves to the song while she let the Twin Dragons take up the front, so it made for an explosive return when she hopped back in front. She fully immersed herself in the atmosphere of the music, juggling between quick, sharp movements and slow, flowing ones. Every move had a scandalous flair to it, matching the tone of the song, and Minerva's body flowed so perfectly to the music. It was as if she were floating with every movement, gliding easily across the pavement and moving as if she were weightless. The sex appeal wasn't lost on Erza as well. She was even more entranced than in the last song, if that were even possible. Minerva's expressions as she danced, biting her lip, letting her eyes fall half-lidded, every quirk of her brow… Erza was gone. She was ready to throw all her money at the Tigers. She was completely fine with that.

It seemed as if the Devils weren't expecting the Tigers to adapt so easily to their song, so already their confidence in winning was fading. Their expressions turned sour and they shook their heads, grunting in anger and irritation as they turned away and stormed off. They tried to salvage their reputation by rebelling, calling the whole thing rigged. That was a forfeit if Erza's ever seen one. She wanted the Devils to be crushed.

"LOOKS LIKE THE SABERTOOTH TIGERS WIN THIS ONE BY DEFAULT! LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR THE VICTOOOOOOOORS!" DJ shouted, throwing his hands in the air. He blasted some music to celebrate too.

"WILD!" Bacchus crushed his empty red cup in his hands from the energy flowing through him.

Cana was shimmying to the music that was playing, sure to keep her drink safe so it wouldn't spill, "This music ain't half bad… I could probably join one of these dance battles at this rate, eh?"

"We'd make the wildest dance team! Ain't that right, Erza?" Bacchus looked to his side in search for some sort of agreement, but Erza had vanished. Narrowing his eyes suspiciously, Bacchus looked around and spotted her following the lead of some of the other guests, tossing some bills into a case. Bacchus could only flash a sly expression at the sight, "To think the sis was tryna bail on us tonight! Bet she enjoyed it more than we did!"

"I dunno, man.. Those guys were some nice eye candy…" Cana lifted her cup to that, starting off after Erza, "I got a thirst deposit to make too!"

Bacchus hurled his crushed cup towards a far-off trash can with perfect accuracy from tons of practice before following the two girls, "Ain't nothing wrong with some good ol' physical appreciation, I guess!"

When Erza finally got to that cash case, she noticed how the Tigers were standing there and chatting amongst themselves, with Minerva's back to the case for the most part. Erza got out the money she wanted to leave before walking up and throwing it in, and there she saw Minerva glance over her shoulder and look Erza over before flashing a sly grin. Erza's expression looked blank for a moment in response, but she hurriedly spun on her heel and turned away, dragging Cana off with her with widened eyes.

"Wha- hey! Let me be thirsty too! What the hell?!" Cana shouted, trying to fight against Erza's grip.

"She smiled at me." Erza said in a hushed voice, "I've been noticed."

"Oh my god, you are so pathetic!" Cana growled with a shake of her head, "So what?!"

"Ladies, ladies…" Bacchus slid into the conversation and slowly but surely guided the two of them away from each other, "Remember the rules! No fighting unless it's certain each person has had an equal amount to drink! And you, sister, are sober!" He turned his attention to Erza in that moment.

Rolling her eyes, Erza glanced over to the Tigers again. The Twin Dragons were walking the opposite way, and there was Minerva, looking right at Erza, beckoning her forward with her two fingers. Erza just watched as Minerva spun away after that, almost certain Erza would follow eventually. "Hey guys…"

"What now?" Cana crossed her arms.

"Remember that Halloween where I drank so much that I let you guys convince me to crash that one party dressed as a fairy?"

"That night was wild! No one ever let ya' live that one down and they all just kept calling you Fairy Queen!" Bacchus smiled at the memory, "But, uh… why the sudden trip down memory lane, sis?"

"We all know that ain't you anymore." Cana pursed her lips, glancing Erza over.

Erza shook her head, "Bad Decision Titania's not dead." She ran after Minerva once she said that, not even sparing Bacchus and Cana a second glance.

Bacchus pointed after Erza as she ran off, looking over at Cana, "Now that's wild."

"Welp." Cana smacked her lips and just strolled right back over to the money case, "At least now I can give my money over in peace…" And she set her cash down on the pile with a flourish.

Meanwhile, Erza had followed Minerva into a deeper portion of the lot, situated underneath the ramp that led to the upper levels. Erza slowed down from her near sprint, looking to level her breathing before reaching Minerva so she didn't look too desperate, and her heels clicked on the floor and echoed throughout the garage as she approached the hideout under the ramp.

"So…" Minerva spoke, not even facing Erza but her voice still able to carry to the other, "I take it this is your first time around here?" She asked with a knowing tone, gaze fixated on something she was working through on the table in the little hideout.

The fact that Minerva wasn't actively looking made Erza react normally, instead of trying to be composed. She smiled nervously, shoulders sagging, "Is it that obvious?"

"Well, I had hoped you weren't a regular that made a habit of dropping that much money every time. That would be a sure fire way to run anyone broke." Minerva laughed to herself, turning around and leaning against the table, "Besides, girls aren't too common around these parts, and I surely would've remembered one with such vibrant red hair showing up before."

Erza ducked her head to keep her face out of view, brushing some hair behind her ear out of embarrassment. Minerva was onto her, that was for sure. "Heh… You're right. My friends dragged me here for a night out. They're the partying type."

Minerva tilted her head, an amused and intrigued look on her face, "Sounds like you weren't exactly a willing party out there tonight." Yet she did not falter in the slightest.

"I was looking forward to a nice night of sleep before my 8am class tomorrow. That never happens." Erza tried to laugh to soften the blow. It came out very forced and awkward. "Though… my 'unwilling' mind changed once I got here."

Letting out a satisfied hum, Minerva pulled off her hat and ran a hand through her hair to fix it. Her face was much more clear to Erza now that the visor wasn't blocking most of it, and Erza drew in her bottom lip between her teeth at the sight. That was not lost on Minerva in the slightest, and Minerva pushed herself off the table and started walking closer. "That's good to hear. It really is refreshing to see more women around here… Sometimes all the men around becomes a bit of a drag, you know?"

"I would imagine." Erza noticed how Minerva was moving closer, and she wound up taking a few slow steps back. Her heel hit something however, and she realized how she had walked her way towards a large support column. She was only a few inches away from having her back pressed against it, and she glanced back to Minerva who wasn't deterred in the slightest. "Uh…" Erza stammered, struggling to find something to say. Her eyes wandered Minerva's body- brilliant move, eyes -and Erza remembered how Minerva was only wearing a sleeveless crop top. "Aren't you… cold?"

Minerva shrugged indifferently, placing a hand on her hip. "Doesn't bother me." She had backed Erza up against that support column, and there she rested the flat of her arm against the concrete above Erza's head, barely any space between them. There was still room for Erza to slip out if she so wished, but Erza again biting her lip and letting her eyes wander more told Minerva that that probably wasn't happening. "Care to give a lady your name?"

"Erza." She had managed to cough out. Restraining herself was growing damn near impossible.

Minerva grinned at that, "They call me Rigora around these parts, but… for you, I think you can call me Minerva."

Erza managed to smile in response, letting out a laugh, "What an honor.."

"What can I say? I like you already." Minerva tilted her head, speaking in a coquettish voice.

Hearing Minerva's tone so seductive and smooth was Erza's breaking point in holding herself back, and suddenly her hand slipped around to the back of Minerva's neck. "Thank god…" She whispered, voice laced with desire as she pulled Minerva towards her and joined their lips together at last. Minerva half expected for Erza to have jumped on her the second the conversation started, so she wasn't surprised in the slightest and merely closed her eyes and jumped in when Erza forced their bodies together.

Erza's back was fully pressed against the support column now with Minerva's weight against her, though she couldn't bring herself to care about being so caught within Minerva's trap. The only thing she could think about was how Minerva wedged her leg between Erza's own, and how Erza had somehow come to wrap her leg around Minerva's waist. Minerva's free hand came to grip Erza's thigh, her nails digging in enough that Erza could feel the pinch through the fabric of her pants. It brought out a moan from Erza during the kiss, and that caused Minerva to let out a low laugh when she pulled away for air. Instead of diving back in for Erza's lips, Minerva instead trailed down Erza's jawline until her lips definitively settled on the base of Erza's neck and attacked fully. Erza threw her head back, biting down on her lip with a soft moan at the sheer intoxication sensation brought on by Minerva sucking on and toying with the skin of Erza's neck with her teeth. Gradually Erza's hands wandered Minerva's body, and soon Erza was reaching up underneath the loose fabric of Minerva's top until Minerva seized both of Erza's wrists in her grasp.

Minerva guided Erza's hands off of her as Erza only got a fleeting touch of her chest, and her fingers fumbled with Erza's own while Minerva pulled away from Erza's neck. "Let's not forget about that 8am class now… You wouldn't sleep a wink tonight if I let this go any further." Minerva laughed under her breath, voice still carrying that salacious tone even if she were the one to break things off. What a tease.

Erza pursed her lips together and let out a heavy exhale, still out of breath from what had happened. She damn near let out a whimper of protest in response too, but she followed Minerva's lead and slowly lowered her leg from around Minerva's waist as well as freed her hands from Minerva's own. "...Right. I should go."

"Oh, come on. Don't sound so disappointed, Erza." Minerva leaned in closer, a smirk on her lips, "I fully intend on finishing what I started. I just know that if I kept you up any later, you'd feel like hell in the morning. That's why you were so apprehensive about coming out here tonight, right?"

Letting out a sigh, Erza crossed her arms and leaned against the column. Judging by how intense that got in a few moments, Erza figured if she let it go all the way, she would never be able to fight the exhaustion during class. She hated how Minerva had a point there. "Uh-huh. And just how are we going to get around to finishing this?" There was a hint of bite to her words as she spoke.

Minerva only raised an eyebrow, impressed by such bite. She reached down to the jacket wrapped around her waist and started to untie it, and it was like a smack to the face for Erza, watching Minerva take it off but for no purpose. "Easy, now. I'm here every week with Sting and Rogue. I have a feeling we'll run across each other far before then, though." She teased, throwing her jacket on and adjusting it before stepping back to pick up some of the things she had stashed in that little hideout.

"If you say so." Erza pushed herself off the column, arms still crossed.

"Enough with the glum look." Minerva walked back towards Erza after grabbing her hat and bag, slinging the latter over her shoulder. She took Erza's chin between her index finger and thumb, "I always follow through on what I say and do. I'll make sure we get what we both want."

Erza couldn't fight that, and instead she loosened up some and let her arms fall to her sides. It brought a playful grin to Minerva's lips.

"Better." Minerva said, walking past and waving halfheartedly behind her, "Catch you around, Erza. I'm sure I'll see you soon…" And her last note was a low snicker.

Erza could only watch as Minerva walked off, letting out a heavy sigh. She couldn't believe she just got led on by the underground dancing tiger.

Her hopes and dreams of a long good night's sleep were squashed the second Erza left her apartment to join Bacchus and Cana, and she only got a few hours in by the time she returned home. It felt like hell to roll out of bed in the morning and get herself ready for class, but she made enough coffee to power through it.

Erza was one of the first to arrive to the lecture hall, and she slid into one of the seats in the back. She didn't want to risk accidentally falling asleep in class in a front row seat, so she took the safe route in taking a seat far away from the professor. That way, if she passed out in class, it wouldn't be that noticeable. She took a long drink of coffee from her mug to try and get herself attentive enough to focus, but as she expected, it wasn't working very well. It seemed as if she would just have to suffer through the day.

Suddenly, while Erza had admittedly half-lulled herself back to sleep, she heard a voice nearby.

"Is this seat taken?" The female asked in a droll.

Erza rolled her eyes and sighed. The lecture hall was near empty and this person wanted to take a seat right next to Erza. She still cleared up some of her sprawled up belongings, clearing up a seat to her left. "No, go ahead." She spared a quick glance at the evil female who was pulling this stunt on her, catching a glimpse of how her black hair was cleanly pulled back into a tight, high ponytail without a single strand out of place.

The female smoothly slid into the seat next to Erza, setting her bag down and leaning back in her chair. "My, my… Here I thought you would be happier to see me, Erza. I told you we'd be running into each other soon."

Erza groggily looked over at the female, a raised eyebrow distinguishing itself from a blank, exhausted expression. She didn't say anything. She was just confused and annoyed.

"Don't tell me you've already forgotten…" She spun some of the fabric of the bottom of her sweater around her finger before lifting it up, flashing a blue tattoo right above her left hipbone.

The realization hit Erza like a brick to the face, and she suddenly blinked a few times as her eyes shot wide. "Minerva?!" It was easy for her to miss; Minerva looked completely different than she had the night prior. She was in a grey sweater and black leather pants, and her makeup was less colorful than the warpaint-esque look she had before. The flawless ponytail threw her off as well, but Erza realized that the stark red of Minerva's lips was the exact same. She had spent enough time staring to know.

Minerva only smiled slyly as a result, lowering her sweater over her stomach again, "I knew that red hair was familiar from the second I saw you at the lot. Hearing you complain about your morning class only solidified things. The world's smaller than one might expect, no? Looks like we're classmates."

"And you're the one who always shows up to class looking so perfect and stylish that it puts the rest of us dead-inside students to shame…" Erza commented, eyes taking in Minerva unabashedly, "I would have never envisioned you and her being the same after last night…"

"What can I say? I do have a bit of a wild side…" Minerva teased, that coquettish voice from the night before returning. She leaned closer so that her lips were right by Erza's ear, and she rested her hand on Erza's thigh as she did so, "Once this class is over, I say we have some unfinished business to get to, don't we? I'm not through with you yet, Erza.."

Minerva's seductive whisper sent chills down Erza's spine, causing her to close her eyes and shudder in anticipation. It felt as if her cheeks were burning and up in flames, but even so, there was a ghost of a smile on her lips.

Erza didn't pay attention to a single word of her professor's lecture. She could only think of what paradise awaited her once class was over.

It was everything she expected and then some.

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Leg Day

Genre: U guessed it, Smut. 18+

Characters: Reader (Y/N), Seunghoon (Winner)

Summary: You test out Seunghoon’s self control after not having been together a while. 

A/N: This is for the person that requested Hoon smut! Sorry it took so long life is a bit hectic at the moment. Thanks soooo much for requesting. <3 (I will prioritize requests over other things, but they might take a while. I’m generally a pretty slow writer too.)

"Aish! Seunghoon, you need to do this right. Are your legs not strong enough to jump that high?" The choreographer was frustrated, and so was Seunghoon. He'd never been trained to do flips before, and now this person who barely knew him was making him do it with no instruction what so ever.

"I don't know," Seunghoon grumbled in response. The two men sat down on the ground, backs pressed against the mirrored walls. Seunghoon's head hung down between his legs.

"Listen, Hoon. I know you can do this," his choreographer encouraged, rubbing his back comfortingly. He sighed. " I hear you have a girlfriend?" He raised his eyebrows at his dancer, and watched his face turn red.

"Oh, um... I mean yeah. But what does that have to do with dancing?"

"Look, I'm not under the impression that you're relationship is completely innocent ok, I'm a man too." Seunghoon was getting redder by the second, and refused to make any eye contact with the older man talking to him. "But if you really wanna do this, and do it right, you're gonna have to abstain for a little bit."

"What? Why?"

"Haven't you ever heard that women make the legs weak?"

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The whole time the two of you were on you're date, all Seunghoon could think about was fucking you. You knew that he wanted to because when you spoke to him, all he could focus on was your tits. He'd lick his lips and nod his head yes to whatever you said. Sure, it had been a little while, you had midterms and those took over your life for a month. You just needed to focus and Seunghoon was not the way to do that. But you still expected him to pay attention to you.

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You crossed your arms under your breasts, making your cleavage more prominent. Seunghoon could barely focus on driving as you crossed your legs for him too. You figured he just needed to bang one out before the two of you could go back to your normal relationship.

In reality, it was the opposite. At least according to his choreographer. He needed to avoid having any kind of sex and you weren't making that easy. The way you looked in your little dress drove him crazy, his dick felt hard the minute he laid eyes on you in it. But he just couldn't. He'd sworn off doing anything sexual until his showcase was over, even jerking off. Nothing, he was in a dry spell of sorts, only instead of enchanting him, it cursed him. He couldn't focus, and definitely couldn't dance.

He put the car in park and got out to open the door for you. You were at your dorm, ready and willing for him to take you.

"Alright bye babe," he reached for your waist and kissed your cheek.

"What?" You grabbed onto his wrist. He was not leaving without fucking you. "C'mon let's go upstairs, I wanna show you something. My roommate is visiting home for the weekend so you can stay as long as you want."

"Uhh... I don't know Y/N..." you dragged him into the dull looking building in front of you.

"Y/N cmon it's late I should really get going," he protested as you dragged him of the elevator.

"It'll only take a few minutes, Hoony," you winked at him. His face turned red. How was he going to explain to you that he couldn't have sex when all he wanted to do was plow you from behind.

"Y/N..." you pushed him into your room and onto your bed.

"Shh." You placed your finger on his lips. He sighed.

"Y/N I can't right now ok!" You looked at him. You knew something was up, but you weren't about to force him,  consent is consent and it's needed both ways.

Instead, you decided to play a little game. Obviously he wanted you, but how much self control did he have? You'd win once he lost all of it.

"Seunghoon, I just want to show you something..." you started to play with the hem of your dress.

"Fine." He leaned his elbows back on your mattress and watched you. His eyes were hungry, but his fists were balled with restraint. You smirked; if you were driving him this crazy with your clothes on, what would he do with them off? You pulled the bottom of your dress up, swiftly and quickly, no teasing at all.

"What are you doing!"

"Calm down, I'm just a little hot. It's not like you haven't seen this before," you snapped back. You wore a plain black thong and a red bra. He looked you up and down, taking in what he hadn't seen in such a long time. It really had been a while.

You walked around your room, giving him a side view, as you searched for something worth showing him. The room was pretty small, since it was just a dorm room, so there wasn't much to work with. You stood over your desk, back (and ass) facing your boyfriend. He couldn't help but watch you. He felt his member harden while he watched you walk around the room, practically naked. "Y/N, can you please put some clothes on?" You ignored his request as he continued ravaging your figure from behind, you finally found something worth showing him.

Knowing very well that he couldn't keep his eyes off of you, you slowly bent forward to grab the feather quill you bought at an antique shop a couple of weeks ago. The trader said it was good luck for exams (which you knew was BS but bought it anyways). A deep and muffled growl did its best to escape Seunghoon's throat; his fists tightened around the bed sheets as your back curved, lifting up your butt. You smirked: he was pretty close to his limit.

Plucking the feather out of the jar where you kept your writing tools, you took your time coming back up from your bent over position. You spun around and leaned on the desk behind you, holding the feather between your finger tips.

"Is that what you wanted to show me?" Seunghoon's eyebrow shot up. The boner in his pants was obvious, but he was still trying to restrain himself. You pouted at him.

"What? You don't think it's interesting?" You responded. All he could do was sit on your bed, sheets crumpled within his grip. "I'll show you how interesting it is," you teased with a smirk on your face. You made your way to the bed, taking extra care to move your hips sexily as you walked and pushing up your chest. You sat down next to him, one leg folded in and the other dangling off the bed. Taking the feather, you leaned forward and caressed his jawline. "This quill," his eyes followed the movement of the tool on his skin, "is an antique." You brought it down his neck, leisurely tracing him. His eyes grew dark as you made your way to his Adam's apple, then moving down to his barely exposed chest.

"Y/N..." he moaned. He needed you so bad, as did the erection straining to escape his pants. He wouldn't move though, and you knew it. Both of you were loving every moment of this, although in very different ways.

"Seunghoon?" You questioned, widening your eyes in innocence. He turned his body to face you, now in a parallel positioning.

"What do you think you're doing," he sighed. He couldn't hold on much longer before he'd either have to take care of himself, or bend you over the damn desk. You smiled.

"What do you mean, Oppa?" The word popped out of your mouth, and made his face turn just a little bit red. You took the feather and repeated your actions, dragging the delicate strands across his soft skin. "This?" You maintained your innocent tone.

He gulped, keeping his eyes on your face. You moved the feather from his skin, to yours now. "I was just showing you what I bought the other day," you whispered now, your own voice a bit husky. He swallowed. You moved yourself from the bed to perch on one of his legs, your calves entering the space between his. You wrapped one arm around his shoulders, bringing your chest down and closer to him. "Do you not like it?" You twirled the quill in your fingers.

No answer came from his lips. One of his hands moved to your bare thigh, and the other supported him on your bed. "Well, I like it," you retorted to his silence. You moved the feather down your face this time; down your neck. Seunghoon's eyes never left it for a second. He followed it as you moved it over your chest, and then traced the tops of your breasts. His lip caught in between his teeth as you drew a line down your stomach. He straightened up and moved both hands to your hips now. Watching him watch you, you pouted.

Running the feather along the waistband of your underwear.  He glanced at your lips for a second, then returned his gaze to the feather tracing your thong.

"What do you think now?" You asked, smirking. You traced around the tops of your legs. You were wet from the sheer anticipation of the game you were playing. Seunghoon licked his lips, and nodded his head yes this time. You knew you were close, close to breaking his self control.

With a purposeful moan, you swept the feather over your covered crotch, arching your back so his hands were in a newly formed crevice. And that's when you won.

Seunghoon growled your name, gripped your hips even tighter, and lifted you off his leg with one, swift motion. He slammed your almost naked form onto the bed, and hovered over you, arms framing your face.

"The quill is fine Y/N. But you know what would feel even better?" He pulled his shirt over his head and you reached into your nightstand for a condom, giggling at his words.

"What Hoony?" You watched him struggle with the button on his pants, unable to think clearly. You smirked at him, or rather what you did to him. His erection strained just as much as he did to get out of his pants. Once he finally succeeded, he turned his attention back to you.

"I'll show you," he smirked, proud of his retort. All you could do was laugh at the fact that he thought he had won at all. You handed him the condom and watched as he brought down his boxers. He looked over your body, pumping himself slowly, before rolling the film onto his dick. He wanted to tease you back, but he couldn't wait any longer.

He bent down to give you a long, deep kiss, as his hands ran up your stomach and groped at your tits. Your tongues fought for dominance, never quite figuring it out, so he left your mouth and moved on to your body. As he placed sloppy wet kisses on your chest, you ran your fingers through his hair. He sucked on the top of your breast, marking you like he wanted to for so long. He moved down your torso, and finally got to where your desperation pooled up. He looked up at you with his fingers hooked on the sides of your underwear.

"Show me," you smirked. And with that, he yanked your panties off you, throwing them to the side. He placed a few more kisses on your sex, teasing you ever so slightly. In turn, you bucked your hips up, and he got the message. Sliding a finger into you, he moved his tongue to your clit, licking up once. You moaned his name, making him even harder than he thought was possible. He slid a second finger in, and began pumping up and down, his mouth still attached to your clit. You laced your fingers into his hair again, bringing him closer to your body. But you needed him, not his fingers. You started moving your hips with his movements, grinding on his mouth now. Seunghoon smiled; he knew what he was doing and he definitely wanted to keep going. But his own lack of self control let him down when you moaned "Mmm Hoony, that -AH- feels so fuckin good baby."

He removed his fingers from you, and position himself at your entrance. He kissed your mouth this time, leaving tastes of your own wetness on your tongue. Slowly, he pushed his tip into you, watching your face to make sure he wasn't hurting you (it had seriously been a while). He continued until he filled you all the way up, still watching your face. He waited for a second, bringing down his hands to frame your face.

"I'll show you," he whispered. And with that, he pulled completely out of you, only to immediately slam back in, this time hitting your spot.

"Shit!" You both shouted profanities as he continued fucking you. He felt so good inside of you, varying the spots he hit each time but always filling you up. You grabbed onto his back to help steady yourself on the small bed. Scratching at his skin, butterflies were building up in the pit of your stomach, and moans were escaping both of your lips. He leaned down to kiss you, intaking your sounds in his mouth. His length inside you twitched, and you could tell from his facial expressions that he was close, and so were you. He brought three fingers down to your center and stared rubbing slow circles on it.

You arched your back, and your body began to shake. Your pussy tightened around Seunghoon's dick, ready to explode into the euphoric feeling. You tried to hold on until your boyfriend was ready to cum as well, but he said to you: "let go," and so you did. The feeling washed over your entire body, reaching your fingertips and curling your toes. He rested inside you for a minute to let you ride out the high you were feeling.

After watching you convulse underneath him, he was on the absolute edge. He continued thrusting into your wet heat until he reached WAS about to reach his climax too. He grunted, and within a few seconds he was pulling out of you, making you whimper from the loss.

"Seunghoon, where are you going?" You poured, still laying on the bed.

"To the gym. It's leg day," he smiled to himself. You had no idea what was going on with him, but regardless you sat up and wrapped your arms around him.

"Next time don't play so hard to get and I'll do you a favor," you smiled at him. He laughed, gave you a peck on the lips, and headed out the door.

[idekwhatthisis]

Player

Summary: Seth is always flirting with you because he likes you but you know about his reputation, and you think he just wants to play with you. You say no whenever he asks you out until one night he wears you down and you agree to one date, that makes you realize maybe Seth Rollins isn’t that bad.

Note: Sorry if there are any errors, I didn’t proof read it but I wanted to get it posted because it’s been a while sense the request was made.

Requested by: @m-a-t-91

You stood with Enzo and Cass talking while half watching the match that was on the monitor. “How you doin?” You tried with slightly raised brows. Enzo shook his head and repeated his signature fraise, his thick accent putting emphasis on it. “How you doin?” You tried once more making Cass laugh and shake his head at you while Enzo groaned and rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless. “Okay, one more time.” Enzo started making you nod eagerly, your ponytail bouncing as you did. You listened carefully to the way the blonde said the words and nodded carefully after a few seconds. “How you doin?” You nodded your head as you said, making Enzo and Cass clap. “I’m impressed.” Enzo nodded his head at you making you jokingly curtsy. “Thought you’d never get it.” Cass clapped a large hand on your shoulder before looking back at the match. A couple minutes passed before you felt an arm creep around your shoulders, making you quickly turn your head to see who it belonged to. Groaning and rolling your eyes you turned back to the monitor “What do you want Rollins?” You asked already annoyed by the superstars presence. “You.” He answered with a cocky smirk making you scoff and move away from him. “Not interested.” You deadpanned trying to get him to go away but the smirk never left his face. “Cmon Y/N, you know you want me.” You cleched your jaw and turned to face Seth. “Listen, I don’t want to be another girl you fuck and then dump.” You poked your finger into his chest as you spoke. “Oh baby you could be so much more than that.” Seth grinned and grabbed your finger, trying to intertwine your fingers. “I have to get ready for my match.” You groaned and turned on your heel, your ponytail smacking Seth in the face. As you walked away Seth watched your hips swing before turning to Enzo and Cass who watched on amused. “She totally wants me.” Seth grinned making the boys smile and nod at him. “Does Y/N even have a match tonight?” Cass muttered as Seth walked away. “Nope.” Enzo answered before the two of them smirked at each other.

You had backed Becky into the corner and were ready to deliver your finisher when a familiar theme hit. You paused and looked towards the stage where you saw Seth walking towards the ring casually. Becky took the opening and quickly shoved you off of her and towards the ropes. You bounced off of them and stumbled into a clothesline. The redhead tried to pin you for the three count but you managed to kick out. You quickly rolled out of the ring once she had pulled herself off of you, landing on your feet by the announce tables. You made your way over to Seth and stalked closer as you yelled at him. “What do you think you’re doing?” Your jaw was clenched and you were yelling over the crowd. “Just supporting my girl.” He shrugged casually and ran a hand through his damp hair. “I’m not your-” Your words were cut off when you felt Becky crash into you after she jumped at you from the ring. You were sent crashing head first into the barrier and the Irish lass kicker landed on top of you. You were barely aware of Seth flinching at the impact and moving to help you, but before he could reach you Becky made it to her feet. She pulled you into the ring by your hair, tossing you in front of her. You shook your head and tried to get to your feet but Becky managed to lock you into the dis-arm-her. You cried out as she pulled tighter on your arm when you tried to pull your way to the ropes. You put your face into the canvas and let out a scream before looking back up again, locking eyes with Seth. “You can do it Y/N!” He cried out to you and you shook your head while tears gathered in your eyes. You had to tap out and once your hand hit the canvas a couple times Becky released you and stood up to be announced the winner. You rolled over and grabbed your hurt arm as you waited for the redhead to leave the ring. You slowly sat up and looked around at the crowd in despair before your eyes locked on Seth. You sneered at him and glared as you shakily stood up. “This is your fault!” You growled and hobbled forwards a few steps. “I didn’t mean to Y/N.” Seth tried to save himself but you suddenly launched yourself out of the ring towards him. He somehow managed to catch you and throw you over his shoulder quickly, careful of your injured arm. “Put me down you piece of crap!” You struggled against his strong grip while he chuckled at you. “Now why would I do that sweetie? The view is pretty good from here.” You gasped when he brought one of his rough hands onto your bottom. “I swear to god Rollins.” You flailed around more as the crowd cheered at his actions. Seth started up the ramp with a proud smirk while you struggled in his hold, desperate to get of the players grip. Once you were backstage you managed to wiggle your way out of his grip, stumbling slightly when you dropped to the ground. “This is why I would never go out with you.” You spat out making him freeze for a second before he chuckled at your words. “Yeah okay.” He chortled sarcastically making you huff as you shoved him before walking away from him.

You laughed at the joke that Xavier had just told as Charlotte rushed around the corner and headed straight towards you. “He’s coming.” She let out as she paused beside you. You were shocked that Charlotte of all people had warned you that Seth was headed towards you but you let the blonde drag you around another corner quickly. You heard the boys of the New Day let out confused noises before they shushed. “Rollins.” You heard Kofi greet the bane of your existence. “Hey guys…you seen Y/N around?” His rough voice made you bite your lip and glance at Charlotte nervously. “Nope, can’t say we have.” Big E lied for you making you shut your eyes in relief. “Oh okay. I just wanted to congratulate her on her win.” You raised your brows in shock while Charlotte shot you a confused look. “Yeah, it was a great win.” Kofi agreed. “Did you see the way she jumped off the top rope and sent her and Bayley through the announce table?” Seth gushed, his tone excited. You heard one of the guys hum in agreement as you and Charlotte shared a look. “Yeah that was awesome.” Xavier agreed. “Y/N’s always awesome. Anyways, if you see her around let me know.” Seth said goodbye before leaving the way he came. “That was weird…” Charlotte muttered as you walked out from your hiding place. “You can say that again.” You agreed making the blonde smile at you. As you approached the 3 guys they all turned to you with knowing looks on their faces. “What?” You asked making Big E smirk at you and wiggle his brows. You glanced at Charlotte and she shrugged, mouthing that she didn’t know what they were talking about. “Y/N, that is a man that is completely and utterly in love with you.” Xavier said matter of factly. You scoffed and shook your head, opening your mouth to argue but Kofi quickly shushed you. “Exhibit A; He was looking for you. Seth Rollins doesn’t look for anyone, he lets people come to him.” You cocked out your hip and raised a judging brow. “Exhibit B; He called you awesome and gushed about you. A guy that refers to himself as The Champ does not simply call some girl awesome and blabber about her like that.” Xavier raised his brows and sent a goofy look making you roll your eyes while Charlotte thought about it. “Exhibit C; The way his face lit up when he talked about you. Girl have you not noticed how happy that man gets around you?” Big E sassed making you raise your brows in shock and smile slightly. “Ya know Y/N, they’ve got a point.” Charlotte agreed making you tilt your head up and roll your eyes with a groan. “Seth does not like me. He just wants to play me.” You finished the conversation and stalked off, angry at your friends for saying that and angry at yourself for wishing that it was true.

“Uh oh.” Eva sang out with a smirk on her red lips. “Rollins at 12 o’clock.” Maryse answered your silent question with a smirk of her own. Turning in your seat you saw Seth talking to some of the guys. “Ugh.” Was your response as you turned back to your friends. Maryse rolled her eyes while Eva sent you a knowing look over the brim of her drink. “Just admit that you like him.” Maryse pushed your arm making you pout and take a sip of your drink. “I don’t like Seth. I don’t like the way his hair looks so soft, I don’t like the way his chocolate brown eyes light up whenever he’s near me, and I certainly don’t like that stupid smirk.” You huffed out in your tipsy state, chugging down the last of your drink. Eva and Maryse shared a look before they both giggled at you making you raise a confused eyebrow. “What?” “Nothing.” Maryse quickly answered your question making Eva shoot her an incredulous look before the redhead looked back at you. “What else do you hate about him?” You widened your eyes goofily and muttered about how it could take it a while to list everything. “I hate how nice his back is, like have you seen it? It’s amazing. But the front is just as good as the back, his stupid abs are always in view cause he walks around shirtless half the time. Oh, not to mention how tempting it is to pull his hair, trying to get him to make that stupid growl that he always does in the ring. You know the one…” You faded off and tried your best to growl. Your friends laughter stopped and their eyes widened at something behind you making you ask what they were looking at before you turned around. You gasped when you realized that Seth Rollins was standing behind you, smiling widely at your growling. “That’s what what you think I sound like? Should I be offended sweetheart?” He teased you with a chuckle. You stuttered for a response, looking to Eva and Maryse for help but they were useless. “Don’t be so worried sweetheart.” His brown eyes were playful and devious. “Did you hear…” You faded off too embarrassed to continue your sentence. “Everything that you just said? Yes, but I’m willing to forget if you go on a date with me.” You groaned as his request and rolled your eyes slightly. “One date Y/L/N, I promise I’ll be on my best behaviour.” You bit your lip and looked into his eyes. “You get one chance Rollins. Impress me.” You wren’t sure if it was the alcohol or your strong urge to be wrapped in his arms that made you give him a chance even though you were almost positive that he would only hurt you. “Really?!” He asked in shock, his jaw dropping slightly making Eva and Maryse giggle. “I mean,” He cleared his throat “Prepare to be impressed sweetheart.” His reaction made you roll your eyes but an affectionate smile made its way onto your face. “Now let me enjoy my girl time.” You pushed him away from you gently and he smiled widely at you once more before he disappeared into the crowd. “Get it!” Eva laughed once you turned to face the redhead and platinum blonde. “Shut up.” You giggled and waved over the bartender.

You shivered as the crisp night air got through the thin material of your nylons causing goosebumps to appear on your legs, your heels clicking against the pavement. 

Seth noticed you shivering and he quickly shrugged out of his leather jacket and draped it around your shoulders as you walked towards his car. “You’re gonna be cold.” You argued and went to give him the jacket back. “I’ll be fine, besides it looks better on you than it does on me.” He smiled sweetly at you making you look down with a small blush. “Thanks for tonight.” You grinned at him when you reached the car making him raise his brows in surprise. “Thank you Y/N, I still can’t believe you said yes.” You smiled at his happiness and got into the car once he unlocked it. The beginning of the ride was silent, quiet music playing of of the radio as you inhaled Seths smell that was floating off the jacket. “Why did you say yes? I thought you hated me.” You turned to face Seth, admiring the way the streetlights made his eyes shine. “I never hated you. I just wanted a big fan of your history with women, and then when you started hitting on me I got worried.” You explained softly watching his reaction closely. “Why did you get worried?” He took a quick glance at you before focusing back on the road. “Because I knew that if you tried hard enough I wouldn’t have been able to resist.” You admitted with a bashful smile, your words making him smile widely. “I’m glad I tried hard enough.” “Me too.”

You felt Seth squeeze your hand in his when he glanced down at your intertwined hands. He had walked you to your apartment door and the two of you were just standing in the hall, silently admiring each other. You brought your free hand up to trace a finger down the bridge the of his nose and across his lips, finishing the invisible line at his chin. He smiled and tried to watch your finger but ended up going cross eyed making you giggle lightly. “So did I impress you?” His words were soft compared to his usual loud tone. “I don’t know, did you?” You teased him quietly, glancing down to his mouth before looking back at his brown eyes. “I’m about too.” His cocky attitude was back, making you smile and close your eyes as he leaned down to press a slow kiss to your lips. He leaned in more as you kissed back and cupped his jaw lightly, feeling his fingertips dancing across your waist. “Consider me impressed.” You pulled away a bit to mumble your words into his mouth before you drew his mouth back to yours, the kiss more passionate than the last. A minute later he gently pulled away from you and tugged you into a hug, his arms around your shoulders while you hugged his waist. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He mumbled a goodbye into your hair before pressing a long kiss to the crown of your head. “Okay.” Your words were muffled by his broad chest and you pressed a sweet kiss to his chest. You pulled away and unlocked your door, taking a step in before remembering that you were wearing his jacket. You turned back to Seth and tried to give him back the coat but he simply shook his head “Keep it. Give it back to me another time.” His simple words sent butterflies through your stomach and you nodded gently. “Bye.” You waved slowly and he just smiled at you as you shut your door. “Not bad Rollins.” You whispered to yourself as you leaned against the door with a goofy smile on your face. “Yes!” You heard his voice ring out in the hallway making you giggle and sniff the jacket before heading to bed.

[sovtwords]

i just read you found me and bestie 😳 i sat here for a good three and a half hours and read the whole thing in one go AND IT DID NOT DISAPPOINT AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT !! kind of a rant ahead so i’m sorry in advance hehe

the whole story was so beautifully thought out and i absolutely fell in love w each person’s characterization. the time atsumu frowned when he saw lilies on mcs desk flew over my head but i later on noticed and gasped so loud my dog woke up LOL i just realized you never used y/n (right or did i just never notice) and i think you are powerful for that. it just gives the mc more freedom and room to be interpreted in whatever way while still maintaining a personality that fits the story. also himari’s my absolute fave and she’s best girl sorry i dont make the rules

in you should have found me my heart absolutely broke for osamu because it’s so clear how different the twins reaction would be depending on who got the girl. osamu was always a bit more selfless in general but in that fic the way it was established that even years later atsumu would still be affected by it just screams ab how different they really are. i hope osamu got a happy ending w someone he loves and loves him back, he deserves it

the whole thing was a ride, the way that there was so much push and pull and frustration made me scream omg. the situation with tomi was so stressful and nobody should have to go with that kind of abuse (bc it is abuse no matter how anyone looks at it! and i love that you recognized it as so) and blackmail. the fact that mc didnt blame atsumu for getting with tomi because she too was with someone else (fuck daishou and mika too lw i thought she was cooler than that 😡) so its nice that she didnt outright blame him, bc i sure as hell would LOL but anyway. the way that these two felt so strongly ab each other and were so patient and still loved each other thru all the shit theyve gone thru makes me so happy bc a love like that is so pure

high school tsumu was a little shit and he (respectfully) needed to get decked but the way that he learned and did better and even tried to make tomi realize that too was much needed and appreciated. the thing with this fic tho is that no one can really blame anyone for how they acted (except tomi and daishou like cmon man do better) bc its so raw and human of them. atsumu was young and in love but didnt know it and was terrified of what everyone would think of him, which is valid esp bc his whole life, people have been telling him that osamu is the better twin with a better personality and whatnot. and you cant blame mc for leaving bc getting bullied like that and having the one person you trust turn their back on you hurts

still my heart absolutely goes out to osamu. i saw somewhere that atsumu is the one who gets seen and osamu is the one who is liked, so they both have this underlying resentment (i dont think thats the right word. jealousy?) to each other. bc when you heard miya youd think of atsumu but once they got to know both twins, it’s osamu they like. i feel like osamu is more known as atsumu’s twin sometimes bc he’s just the one thats more out there, yk? but atsumu just being grateful for osamu made me so happy and osamu being happy for his twin and mc made me even happier even tho he was hurting inside. give him a happy ending im begging you my tiny heart hurts after you should have found me pls tell me he’s happy and moved on

also let’s all thank yuta for getting along w mc to begin w LOL he’s second best after himari 😌 bokuroo dynamic was a much needed addition and i love them more than anything, same vibes as hanamattsun like chaotic gay bros who’d tear down the earth for the ones they love 😪

i feel like i still have so much left to say but this is already super long and im sorry for that. you found me is now one of my fave fics (probs my fave atsumu fic i loved it that much) ever and im so grateful you took the time to write it. thanks for the journey and im looking forward to your fics (im gonna binge rn 😈) and future works! stay hydrated <3

BESTIE EYE- KASJAASUDFHYAS I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START BECAUSE I'M CRYING

Firstly thank you so much for taking the time to leave such a long and detailed message with such kind words, i literally did not stop smiling the entire time I was reading it oml i was so giddy reading it

I'm so glad you caught onto those little tidbits i left in the story, i tried to have meaning in every tiny details so it makes me happy that you caught onto them! And you're right! I didn't use Y/N in the story at all, or any of my stories! I kinda feel at times using anything like Y/N or (name) feels a bit clunky? It kinda takes me out of the story, so I try not to include it in my stories at all, and either use a nickname or nothing! ALSO I'M SO HAPPY YOU LOVED HIMARI AND YUTA!!

Your analysis of how different the twins are and their dynamic with each other in not only HQ but my fic is just CHEFS KISS MWAH it's so good and you really hit the nail on the head. Like you said they're both winners in different ways; Atsumu is the star boy who gets noticed for his talent and charisma but Osamu is the better liked twin in the end because of his personality and calm nature. I think the twins are just so interesting to write about that way, how they love differently and approach life dasjfhasd will definitely write more with the two of them in the future

I really screwed over Osamu in 'I should have found you', didn't I? LOL I need to do my boy some justice in future stories i write, whether they're related to You Found Me or not. But rest assured he had a happy ending regardless of whether he's in a relationship or not! He's taking life step by step and finding success in his job and with his friends! <3

I guess the thing I wanted to focus on in this fic is that everyone goes through some sort of struggle in some way. Even someone like cocky, hotheaded atsumu feels the weight of pressure and to act a certain way because its expected of him. He may not have dealth with it well at first (he was a kid tbf!) but what matters is how he grows from the hurt and learns how to do right the second time. I am a sucker for 'right people, wrong time' tropes after all hahaha everybody deals with shit, so it's important that they all found someone to lean on

I don't ship much but Bokuroo is my SHIT i just love really stupid bros that are in love and every day is a wild ride, like matsuhana too ajhsdfhsd

Seriously, thank you so much for even reading my fic, let alone sending such a sweet message. I'm beyond happy that you loved it, and to call it one of your fave fics just makes my head explode LMAO

I do hope you enjoy the other fics (trash) I write, my mind goes in a million directions and I can only hope ppl understand what i write HAHAHA

THANK YOU SO MUCH MY LOVE, I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY <33333

[frankie23love-blog]

Being Alive

Being alive is hella overwhelming. You ever think about being alive and go holy shit like, how did I get here? Where am I exactly?

So many weird questions going through my head, but how can you blame me? Take a second to consider how crazy being alive is. It’s overwhelming. 

You know a question that depresses me...would you want to live forever? I feel like the obvious answer to that is yes! There’s endless things to learn and enjoy in life. So many cool people to talk to. So many things changing all the time.

I’m going to let my mind wander here because why not? You know how idiotic it is to care about what other people think about you? What a gigantic waste of time. Such a tiring exercise. Did I spell exercise right? I was about to double check, why? Who cares if I spelled it wrong. Oh wait, because I cared what people thought again. It’s like I can’t even help myself from caring what people think. People would think I’m stupid if I misspell a word? So what. Jesus man. If I was 85 years old, I’d be laughing at 99% of the stuff I worry about yet I do it anyways. Where’s the self-control? It’s like I know it’s stupid to care what they think, so why do I still care so many flying fucks!

Imagine worrying about karma. Like every time you say a bad word, you have to worry about what would happen back to you later. That sounds like torture. If your intent is playful, you can swear in my book. 

I’m happy I decided to write on here. I had to drag myself to get here, but it’s nice speaking freely. Not worrying if people are following your thoughts, if you are making sense, etc. 

Actually, now that I’m here, why the fuck aren’t people voting for Andrew Yang. He’s such the obvious pick. Winner take all systems are awesome for some things, but not everything. So much luck can contribute to somebody winning. People don’t appreciate the role of luck in our lives. It’s not something we like to admit because we like to think we’re in charge and in control. It can be a depressing thought thinking we’re not in control of anything. Or also liberating because in that case it’s hard not to then imagine that something else is in control. If something else is in control, I obviously trust it. Look how far our society as a whole has evolved. People are so much more loving, accepting, and friendlier than in the past. We’re moving so fucking quickly as a society. It’s crazy how much pressure I feel to have my whole life figured out right now. My degrees feel like a burden honestly. I don’t want a high paying job sitting inside all day looking at a computer. That sounds like hell. Don’t get me wrong, computers are sick and spending time on computers is definitely worth the time. But cmon, a few hours per day is enough. Sitting down staring at a computer for longer than that is too much. Our bodies aren’t designed for that. Anyways, Yang gets the balance between an economy that supports the middle class and rewarding excellent performance. So did Henry Ford, he made his first cars very cheap so everybody could afford them. You need a strong middle class to support the economy. Seems like Musk appreciates this concept too based on how cheap the first Teslas were. Buying a Tesla seems like a no-brainer. Way cheaper in fuel, depreciates way slower, and cmon do I really need to talk about the acceleration or oh wait, the self-driving part.

What else do I want to talk about? Hmmmm why the fuck do we spend 1 trillion dollars on the military? Holy shit. People ask how do we fund UBI, wellllll lets start there please. Dont tell me we need $1 trillion on the military. Spending money to make sure we’re well protected just in case, sure, I get it. Also, some cool tech has been developed through investments in the military. But please, not $1 trillion. Also, let’s stop telling people that we know better than they do on how to spend their money. Trust a homeless guy to spend a $1 on himself better than we do. Let’s not act like his parent and tell him how to spend his money. Fuck food stamps. Tell the person we trust them!!! Give them money and if they fuck up, give them money again and give them another chance to learn. Yes, that’s better than giving them food stamps. They’re not going to try to grow if we give them food stamps. Let them make their decisions and if they make good ones, they’ll grow and build more trust in themselves. Make decisions for them, and they wont have built any trust in themselves and they’ll stay stuck. It’s a scarcity trap. Think medical too right now. Imagine people who have medical, like me. I worry that once I get a high paying job, I’ll lose my medical. It doesn’t make sense, but I do. I guess it’s a lack of faith I’m showing in myself. It feels like I’m losing something as I take a step forward. I mean shit once I get a high paying job, I’d get health insurance with that, so what the fuck am I worrying about? 

What’s up about how expensive it is to raise a kid? That’s bullshit. Where they get you is with college. College is for people who know for sure what they want to do. And most people have little idea what they want to do for a career in college. At least I didn’t, although I pretended I did. I went with the most general major, Business, because I thought that would be broad enough that I could make it work. And cmon with the internet today, you can get an education for close to free. Sure, you miss the human connection, which is key. Why not study with other people then with similar passions? Find a few people who enjoy what you enjoy, learn through the internet. and then collaborate together to deepen your understanding? Also cmon, it’s not like our classrooms are that conducive to real learning anyways. Lets not bullshit ourselves. That’s all I’m trying to say. 

Oh, owning a car. Jesus, that sounds like such a bad investment. Like fuck we need it to get places, but fuck it loses its value quickly, breaks down, etc. Imagine living close enough to everything so that you could use an electric bike. Now we’re talking. They go 20-25 mph. Great exercise, fun to do, more cost effective, and is safer. Sure, there’s places you need to go that require a car. Carpool with friends, bart, even uber worse case, that should cover it. How much do I need to use a car really? Fuck me yeah I need it a little bit. I’ll figure it out though, it’s definitely the way to go. 

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New Year’s Revolution Pre-Show Predictions pannel with Mauro Ranallo, Bully Ray, and Christopher Daniels

Mauro Ranallo: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the HCCW New Year’s Revolution Pre-Show! We’ve let 5000 fans into the garden a day early, and we’ve got some matches coming up later tonight, but first, joining me now, two men with over 40 combined years in our business, Bully Ray and Christopher Daniels, both men former world champions, Gentlemen, I want to get your thoughts on each of tomorrow night’s matchups.

Bully Ray: Mauro, it’s good to be here, Chris, it’s good to see you again, let’s do this.

Christopher Daniels: Yeah yeah, it's good to see you as well, and it's even better to be here.

Mauro Ranallo: First, talking about the Elimination tag team matches, we’ve got the women’s five on five elimination tag, Asuka, Mia Yim, Shayna Baszler, Nikki Bella, and Lilith Brookes take on Sister Abigail, Nikki Cross, Becky Lynch,Tessa Blanchard, and Toni Storm... Chris, who do you have winning this one, and why?

Christopher Daniels: We can all agree that Asuka has been an unstoppable force between her time in NXT and her time here, but this is where her streak comes to an abrupt stop as her team loses it what will probably be an overall embarrassing fashion. It won't be her fault, of course. The people standing with her are weak and won't be able to hold themselves up to the standard of their opponents. I mean, against people like Sister Abigail and Becky Lynch, both former Vixen's Champions, and the wildcard of Nikki Cross, those four don't stand a chance. Asuka is the only one who might but she won't get the job done by herself.

Bully Ray: I gotta disagree with Chris, here. I don’t care if the match comes down to a 5 on 1 situation. Asuka is unstoppable, there isn’t a woman on planet earth who could take her out. And if you seriously take a look at her team, she’s got a great support system. Mia Yim, world class wrestler, Shayna Baszler, former UFC fighter, Nikki Bella, she’s been around forever, former WWE Divas Champion, and Lilith Brookes, you know, we still don’t know much about her, but she’s got that fire about her. Team Asuka takes it. Asuka and Mia Yim are the survivors for the team.

Mauro Ranallo: Alright, Gentlemen, the men’s five on five. You’ve got the Bullet Club, Kenny Omega, AJ Styles, Cody Rhodes, Hangman Page, and Marty Scurll, against the ragtag team of Christian, Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns, Finn Balor, and Sami Callihan. Bully, why don’t you start us off this time?

Bully Ray: I’ll start this off by saying, that Bullet Club team is an absolute dream team. Under normal circumstances, if that was a normal, thrown together team, i’d like their chances. But ladies and Gentlemen, I’m gonna give you a hot scoop right now. There is descension in the Bullet Club. I have good knowledge that says that Cody may be trying to take Kenny’s spot as the leader of the club. I think that causes them to lose this match. Finn Balor is my sole survivor for Team Christian.

Christopher Daniels: As what should be common knowledge, I have not had a good history with Bullet Club over the course of 2017, so this pains me to say but Bullet Club will take the win here. As you said, they're a dream team, and no matter what may go on outside of the ring, they are a cohesive unit inside of it that not many stand a chance against. Besides, it's not as though leadership struggles are a foreign concept to them. Omega and Cody will be the sole survivors.

Mauro Ranallo: Moving on to our other matches for the night, Chris Jericho takes on Sami Zayn, Sami Zayn trying to get retribution for Jericho screwing him out of the world title on numerous occasions. Mr. Daniels, what say you?

Christopher Daniels: Chris Jericho will get a decisive victory here as Sami Zayn's emotions get the better of him. He'll seek revenge rather than victory and Chris, the wiser veteran, will take advantage, as he should.

Bully Ray: Do you now how many PPV wins Chris Jericho has in HCCW? He’s got one! Jericho ain’t focused on this match either. He’s too worried about Omega in the Tokyo Dome on January 4th. I wouldn’t be surprised if Omega gets involved in this match actually. Zayn takes it.

Mauro Ranallo: The Young Bucks look to reclaim the HCCW World Tag Team Titles against Chuck Taylor and Trent Beretta, who just recently reclaimed them from Syn and Rosemary. Bully, who do you have and why?

Bully Ray: Alright... look. I like Chuck and Trent, I do. They’re good kids. Nice boys. I want them to win. Are they going to? Sadly, no. I think both of their tag title wins were flukes, to be honest with you. The Bucks are too good. Trent and Chuck show a lot of heart, but I just can’t see them pulling this one out. Bucks.

Christopher Daniels: I mean.. how does one disagree? Trent and Chuck; what do they call themselves? Best Friends? They're a joke. Impressive wrestlers, but together they're a joke more focused on putting on a comedy act. The Bucks are a whole different monster and they're just not ready for it. Bucks.

Mauro Ranallo: The Queen, Charlotte Flair, steps between the ropes to defend her newly won Vixens Championship against both The Fairy Tale Killer, Alexa Bliss, and HCCW’s newest signee, Emma. Chris, give us your thoughts.

Christopher Daniels: The fact that Emma is in this match is somewhat.. weird, considering she just got here. But alas, she won't be much of a factor. The true matchup here is Charlotte vs Alexa, and this time Alexa will be the one emerging victorious. Charlotte busted her ass to win the Elimination Chamber, but she's not going to be able to hold onto it much longer because Alexa Bliss is — something else. She has beyond impressed, beyond exceeded expectations, and you know she's hungry to get her title back. Alexa Bliss will be our new Vixens Champion.

Bully Ray: There are just certain things you don’t bet against. You don’t bet against Jeter in Yankee Stadium, you don’t bet against Eli Manning against the Patriots, and by god, you do not bey against a Flair when the title is on the line! Charlotte keeps the belt and continues to make her daddy proud.

Mauro Ranallo: Pete Dunne faces his toughest challenge yet, An Ultimate X match against Davey Richards, Crazzy Steve, Mark Andrews, Jimmy Havoc, and a mystery competitor. Who will the mystery man be? Who will walk out Zero-G Champion? Bully?

Bully Ray: It don’t matter who the mystery man is. I got no idea who’s it’s gonna be, but it’s not gonna matter. That Davey Richards? That’s one mean son of a bitch, and with that big bastard, Baron Corbin, watching his back in there? Davey takes it. A lot of people are gonna be unhappy about it, but that’s the way it’s gonna be.

Christopher Daniels: While I do agree with your sentiment about the mystery competitor being unknown and unimportant, I have to disagree with you about the victory. Pete Dunne will defy the odds stacked against him and walk out still Zero-G Champion. It will be a tough test, but if anyone has proven there unafraid of a challenge and will do whatever it takes to overcome it, it's Pete Dunne.

Mauro Ranallo: It’s the HCCW return of The Beast, Brock Lesnar, as he steps into the ring with the Monster Among Men, Braun Strowman. Guys, they’re gonna have to reinforce the ring for this one! Who do you have, Chris?

Christopher Daniels: Just as Bully said just a few minutes ago, there are certain things you don't bet against, and one of them you forgot is that you do not bet against Brock Lesnar. It will not be easy, it will hurt, but the F-5 will put Strowman away and Lesnar will win in his return.

Bully Ray: This is the one that I had the toughest time picking. Braun Strowman is an absolute monster. It’s in his nickname. But Brock Lesnar is Brock Lesnar, and when Brock Lesnar wants to do something, there isn’t a man walking planet earth who can stop him from doing it. Brock wants to win this match. Lesnar wins.

Mauro Ranallo: Speaking of in-ring returns, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels, makes his in ring return, as he teams up with Triple H, to take on Mike Bennett and Adam Cole of The Kingdom! Mr. Ray, you know some things about tag team wrestling.

Bully Ray: That I do, Mauro, and I know this. The Kingdom right now? They look like garbage. They’re unfocused, they’re sloppy, and they’re spending more time fighting each other than their opponents lately. And, cmon. You’re telling me that Shawn Michaels doesn’t win his in-ring return? You’re telling me DX doesn’t win this? Cmon. It’s easy. DX wipes the floor with Mike and Adam.

Christopher Daniels: I know a couple things about tag team wrestling myself, Mauro, and one thing that always prevails is tag team chemistry because it never goes away, no matter how long it's been since you've last teamed. Shawn and Triple H have that, but so do the Kingdom. They're younger, fresher, hungrier. And, with Michael's experiencing ring rust after not wrestling for so long, is why the Kingdom will win.

Mauro Ranallo: The World Heavyweight Title is on the line, as Rusev defends against the HC1 Tournament winner, Seth Rollins. Chris, who will leave with the biggest prize in HCCW?

Christopher Daniels: Unless Cody cashes in his Gift of the Gods, we will not see the world title change hands. There's a reason Rusev has been champion for so long, and Seth Rollins is no match for him. Seth Rollins isn't prepared for the beating he's going to receive. Rusev will humiliate Seth and continue his reign.

Bully Ray: There’s reasons Seth won HC1, and they’re the same reasons he’s leaving with the belt. Without Chris Jericho by his side, Rusev can’t retain. Seth wins. Seth finally reaches the mountain top.

Mauro Ranallo: And the main event of the night. Rosemary vs Syn. Demon vs Soul. Career vs Career. Hell in a Cell. Possibly the biggest match in HCCW history... Christopher, let’s hear from you first

Christopher Daniels: Look... This is a hard one. They're both tough, they're both talented, and neither want to lose. But as we have learned by watching those like the Undertaker that, when everything is on the line on the biggest stage, those who have a sort of.. supernatural assistance always win. I'd like to believe that this won't actually be the last we see of Syn since he's so young and still has a lot left to offer, but Rosemary has the edge and will be the last one standing.

Bully Ray: I trained this kid, Syn, I’ve seen what he can do. He’s a New Yorker in the Garden, and I know he doesn’t believe, but god is on his side against the forces of evil. I think he can do it. I think Syn pulls this one out. I really do.

Mauro Ranallo: Thank you folks, for joining us, you heard the predictions here first! Now let’s continue on with the pre-show, Gentlemen, thank you.

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Might as well christen this place where I can overthink some rasslin’.  Good a night as any for it.  Gonna be taking notes as I go through Raw, and will publish under a readmore when done.  Really long, mostly just steam of conscious.  Might do a summarized thoughts later.  But probably not.  Summaries are my mortal enemies.

!!!  Dean vs Joe!  That should be a fun match!  Love Joe, love Dean, and their styles should clash pretty well.  Also, I love Joe’s theme.  And Joe talking.  He’s so damn good on the mike.  He’s got a wonderful cadence, and he’s like, the perfectly articulate heel.  So good.

I like the Roman drinks orange juice after he brushes his teeth sign.  It’s good.  I mean, it’s hella gross, but I like those kind of signs.  Good stuff.

The Roman chant is interesting.  I haven’t really heard a crowd chant for a face in a while.  Although I think it’s still arguable whether or not Roman is a face.  Still.  Good to have a crowd chanting for one.  Part of the problem, I find, with today’s rassling, nobody chants for the faces to come out and fix problems, because there is no real Top Face that, you know, does face things.

Congrats to the dude who’s wife bough him tickets.

Yeah, no duh it’s a trap, why’d Ro go out there on his own, that’s silly.  Clearly Joe and Sheazaro made some kind of alliance last week, come on boys.  Also of course look at the fight in Dean, he’s always been the one in the Shield that gets the shit kicked out of him the worst, he’s a pain magnet, that’s part of why we love him so much.

Was feeling pretty happy from that promo about Bliss and Banks fighting the first women’s match over in Abu Dhabi, but then they cut to the ring and I see a sign saying that the Browns will be the Superbowl Champs and I’ve been laughing ever since fuck me, keep living the dream my friend, keep living that dream.

Seriously tho, I’ve loved Mickey James for forever, what a legend, what an underrated gem, I hate that she’s being wasted right now.

So... I didn’t watch Tough Enough since like... idk, the third “season”, I guess you could say, and I never watch Total Divas, but... maybe I’m totally wrong, but Mandy Rose feels a lot like- just from ring attire and attitude-, a golden version of Eva Marie?  And I’m not particularly interested in that.  Like watching Paige wrestle, I’ve enjoyed Sonya from what I’ve seen from her on Main and on NXT- always down for some female Bruisers, y’know?- but Mandy just seems... Idk.  Been there, done that, seen that character a hundred times.  Unless she’s going to pull a Marlena with a... Velveteen Dream?  He’s the only openly sensual sort of rassler in the WWE right now that could follow that old spirit of Goldust- and he definitely doesn’t need a handler of any kind, to be honest.  But like, outside of that?  Don’t care.  Got the feeling she’s going to be the weak link/first one to betray Paige’s lil group.

...Omg.  Matt.  Matt, babe.  God, I wanted him to break so bad, but I just... I mean, I’m laughing, but I don’t really see this turning out well for either him or Bray?  It could be good, if treated carefully, but I just don’t trust anyone on creative to do Bray right anymore.  Which is a fucking shame, because he makes a fantastic cult leader, he was so charasmatic and scary and then they took away his fucking cult and just what is even the point?  Like even the fact that he never wins anything, I could mostly ignore or more not really care if even after a loss he was still like this looming, evil shadow ready to consume any and all that come in his path but-  Look, point I’m trying to make here is that Bray is actually supposed to be a serious character, even if they don’t make him a properly scary character anymore, and putting him up against a comedy act- and Br/Woken Matt is a comedy act, a fantastic satire, simply the best, I love him....  I don’t know.  Maybe if I knew that Matt and Bray were actually coming up with their storyline.  That’d be cool, but...  I’ll try to be optimistic, but it’ll be hard.

...The breaking the Woken, ehehehe, fuck you Impact.

Fuck my life it looks like someone is cutting their own youtube backstage promo against clips from Bray, I’m laughing and crying and- WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW ABIGAIL AND YOU GUYS HUNG OUT IN BABYLON I MEAN BABY-LAWN?  Nevermind youtube promos, this is like two kids on the playground playing imaginairy war and Bray just pulled out what he thought was his trump card and Matt’s all flip turning it upside down and now Bray’ll cry to the nearest adult that Matt’s not playing the game right, he’s not allowed to change Abigail’s backstory.

God, Bray, no, don’t make me choose, I love you both- broken warriors???  Wyatt swarm????  Could we have a whole battle royal sort of thing????????  Because I’m down, I’m so down- Stop making me laugh at your laughing you fucking dweebs I’m crying, I’m actually literally crying.

Booker looks so done with everything, poor Book.

Oh.  Ohhhhh, okay, here we go, Cruiser Weights now, what are they going to- oh no, not this thing with Nia, I’m just.  I love Nia.  I don’t hate Enzo, but there’s no reason for- DREW!  oh, they acknowledged Swann.  Real quick, there we go.

...Drew’s lil’ elbow.  His oooohing.  HE’S WILLING TO FIGHT NIA!  I LOVE THIS MAN.

What do you mean Finn’s fighting Curtis?  But his neck is like, super broken guys?  No, really, come on, this isn’t fair, poor Axel.  I love that guy.  SHut the hell up Cole, he SO needs that neck brace, he got beat the heck up by the Shield, he’s hurt.  Lookit Curtis and Bo.  Look at those happy babies.  Even Finn’s happy.  This is all I need in life.

!!!!!!!!!  Curtis, no!  You need- oh, sucker punch, nice.  Noice.  Now this might be a fight.  Wow, Curtis is coming in hard and fast, I like it.  Oh no!!!  His neck again!  Poor Curtis.  Looks like it’s his curse to have to be in a neck brace for the rest of his career.  I too, hope he’s okay, Corey.

Worried about the way they keep talking about Sheamus.  I’ve been hearing things about him might having to retire soon, and now I’m super bummed because I actually really like that big Red Headed goof.  I’m gonna miss him if he does have to leave soon.  Wonder if they’ll actually give him the big singles belt one last time.  Hmmm...  Anyways... yeah, not sure I trust the whole Partners Barred from Ringside thing.  Wouldn’t hold my breath for there being no interference.

OKAY.  I’ve not seen THAT one before.  Just toss the man by the knee over your shoulder Sheamus, that’s fine, it’s cool, doesn’t make me hurt at all.  Hella nice submission, tho.  Love me some submissions.

And THAT’s why big men don’t tend to go up on the top rope.  Should listen to our beloved Gulak.  No Fly Zone for Hosses.

Alright, I hated that knee when Rollins started to use it, and it’s still not the greatest finisher I’ve ever seen him do, but at least now he looks pretty confident while doing it.  Makes a hell of a difference.

Hehehe, did asking if Dean had a strategy.  Cmon, Renee, you should know your man better than that.  Heh, thanks for the pep talk babe.

Ah, yes, and here we have a commercial for Tribute for the Troops, which I’mma watch and cry like a bitch during.  Fantastic.  And on the Base where I was born, too.  Even Better.  Looks like it’ll have some amazing matches.  And maybe Machine Gun Kelly will get attacked by KO again?  I’d enjoy that.

DREW!!!!!  MISTER T!!!!!!  HE’S SO FUCKING CUTE I LOVE HIM LOOK AT HIM CALL EVERYONE BY THEIR LAST NAMES!

“Winner of the Gulak Match”- Micheal Cole, 2017

Alrighty, Swann mentioned again.

OH MY GOD DREW YOU FUCKING CUTIE SWIVEL CHAIRING AROUND SO HE CAN’T EVEN SEE MUSTAFA CLAPPING AT HIM.  Drew “There’s a lotta money working with Enzo but I’m going to casually not say how much” Gulak.  YOU HEARD IT HERE, PEOPLE ON THE STREET TALKING ABOUT HOW GREAT DREW IS.  Drew IS honorable-ish.  The chances are very slim that he’s gonna be the one that ends up stabbing Zo in the back.  Much more likely that it’s the other way around.  ORrrrrrrrrrr that the other boys on the Zo Train will turn on Zo, and Gulak will be the only one that stands by him, a true and loyal friend despite the fact that they’re such an unlikely friendship.

Never stop asking Drew whether or not he’ll fight Enzo.  He is so bad at blatantly changing the subject and I love it, he is legit a horrible politician he’s so bad at two-facing it’s beautiful and amazing.

This just in, Davari just killed Neese with a beautiful spinning discus.  I love that move.  Great move.  Rest in peace, Tony Abs.

I don’t know if the other cruiserweights are inspired by him, but I am super inspired by Drew.  I love him.  Stop badgering the man Cole.  Friends can fight each other and it doesn’t necessarily mean an end to a friendship.  Not... all the time.

Man, Musafa has such pretty moves.  Gorgeous.  I love him.  Shut up Drew, it’s not disgusting.  Don’t actually shut up, I love you.  Oh, and look at Davari taking a play out of Drews- opps, nope, Cedric not letting that happen again- AHAHA “He’s not flying he’s falling!  He’s using gravity to his advantage!”  I wish we coulda seen Drew’s face when he said that.

So... I’m thinking it’ll be Cedric vs Gulak?  Yep.  Yep, it’s Ced- oh no, oh Drew, oh his face, he looks like he’s realized that he’s in trouble.  He totally is.  There’s gonna be some retribution coming Gulak’s way.  He might still win via some duplicitous means- I’m thinking probably Enzo helping Drew get the win so that he gets what he think’s’ll be an easy win against his lackey.  Fuck me, I love Drew Gulak, what a fantastic character, what a beautiful man.

Aaaaaand Roman vs Cesaro next.  Gonna be a slobberknocker.

BUT FIRST DREW AGAIN!!!  MORE DREW!!! YAY!!!!  “Friendly Trashtalk”-  Woah, woah woah woah, how dare you Enzo!?!  Be friends with that poor boy!  YOU SHUT UP ABOUT HIS POWERPOINTS!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

NIA IS BEST WOMAN, LOVE HER, LOVES THE POWERPOINTS, ALSO DREW IS SO FUCKING CUTE “hai nia...!”  Seriously though if they’re going where I think they’re going with Nia and Enzo, I am NOT looking forward to it.  Enzo, right now, isn’t Eddie, and Nia ain’t Chyna.  Love Nia, I really really do, but they haven’t given her enough character to BE a Chyna.  And Eddie and Chyna was a long, slow build, you know?  They worked their way into it.  You can’t just throw an oddball couple together all the time and expect it to work.  Not without any lead up.  Fucking give us hints and glimpses and work up to it.  Don’t just throw it in my face all at once and go “Here you go, isn’t this a glorious couple!?”  No.  It’s outta no where, makes no sense, there’s no chemistry, please stop.

Man, I love me some Uppercuts. And some clotheslines.  These big boys are gonna beat the shit outta each other and it’s great.  Roman doing what Roman does best- hitting people hard.  And some joint manipulation from Cesaro.  Noice.  Awwww.... that’s not nice, Cesaro.  I’m sure like, probably more than half of that crowd likes Roman.  Yeah, I’m hearing what sounds like some kids chanting let’s go Roman.  Which, I mean, you know you’re at least doing something right if you got the kiddos cheering for you.  Annnnnd, Imma have to take a break watching this because the fujiwara hold always looks super gross and I never wanna see someone’s arm actually break.  Cat has perfect timing and has decided to lay on my face.  Thanks, Cat.  Duuuuuuuude, why you gonna- yeah, see, your arm’s already damaged, don’t try to punch someone with it you big ol handsome dingus.  He’s still got a spearrrrr fuccccck that was naaaaasty I hate it when they throw each other at the ring poooooooost aaaand... yep, okay, just gonna nosell there for a second, alright, I get it.

Man... Cesaro might actually win this.  It doesn’t make a lot of sense for him to win this, storyline, but he might.  Aw... man, I miss the swing, feels like I haven’t seen it in forever.

What the hell was that, why was the ref trying to separate them?  I get so confused nowadays.  Used to be we  could trust that if a ref did something like that, it’d be kayfabe stuff.  Now refs aren’t allowed to be part of the stories, so...  Eh.  I miss when we had like, heel ref shenanigans.  Whatever, guess I’m just old.  Not a bad fight, though, in the end.  Even if that ref spot was really weird.

Seriously tho, okay, when did Lesner even come into this rivalry between Kane and Braun???  That’s so random.  Wouldn’t be against Braun taking that fucking title off of Brock so he can just go the hell away again.  Can’t stand him, hated him when he was fighting in the UFC, hate him fighting now.  Best thing about Lesner is that Heymen’s his mouthpiece, and even that is still awful because Paul being Brock’s advocate means that he’s not advocating for more deserving talent.

Yay, Asuka match where she’ll kill someone in the ring!  And then’ll she’ll get surrounded  by- oh no, someone else killed Alicia first.  Yep, okay, so there’s finally going to be a showdown.  They’ve been teasing this for a while.  They’ll probably actually attack this time.  But if they really wanted to swerve, they’d show that Asuka is actually the one in charge of Absolution, all along.  That’d be great.  Not going to happen, but I’d really love Asuka being, like, in charge of a cutthroat female gang.  That’s go serious potential.  Asuaka would make a great mob boss.

Three on one, whatever Booker, it’s still Asuka.  Yeah, see, they wouldn’t let her just-  Ooooooh, Nia!  Nice.  Super nice.  Love it.  And even Foxy!  That’s sweet, lookit her being all savage.  Ehehe, fucking Nia just standing there like yeah, you forgot to take out me, that was a mistake.

Hey look!  It’s a Kurt segment that doesn’t start out with him looking at his phone!  And Jason being mature!!!  I don’t trust it.  They’re gonna turn this boy heel.  Yeah, okay, there we go.  That’s more what I was expecting.  Duuuude, don’t tease me with an Angle Joe match.  I miss those.  Those were fantastic, and I know that you’re not going to give them to me.

I hope Deans feeling a bit better now.  Last couple of times I’ve seen him fighting he’s seemed kinda foggy and outta it.  I worry about him.

AHAHA- Aj’s been Nice?  He put a man threw a car window.  I mean, that man was a McMahon, and I kind of loved it, but still?  Pretty sure even after his face turn he’s pretty solidly on the limbo between the good and bad list this year.

If Jason costs Ambrose this match Imma not be happy.  I’m really looking forward to this match.  Joe will actually let Dean be, you know, creative with his brawling.  And that’s where Deano’s best, when he’s allowed to be unorthadox.  And Yeah, yeah, Ambrose is definitely looking more all there.  ‘S’good.  Man, I’d kinda love for Joe and Ambrose to get in a match where Joe finishes him off in a coquina clutch and Dean doesn’t tap, he just passes the fuck out.  That’s such a glorious face move, refusing to give up even as your body gives up on you.

Loving the way Ambrose is bounding off the middle rope, tha’s beautiful- oh!  A slap!  Nice!  That’s a beautiful mistake.

Jason’s enjoying the match.  Good.  Me too.  JASON, NO.  YOU STAY WHERE YOU ARE.  STOP WALKING.  Oooooh, good save there, Ambrose.  That’s my boy.  Dude.  Dude, no, Jason, don’t- what in the world is going on here?  Fuck me, Jason is going to cost Dean the- fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkk, DAMMIT JASON.  Yeah, yeah, okay, now you’re in trouble.  I DIDN”T MEAN THAT I WANTED AMBROSE TO SLEEP IN THIS MATCH, ARGH!!!!

So, uh, Deano vs Jason next week?  Or for the next year?  Because let’s face it, Ambrose holds a grudge foreveeeeer.

Hey, Titus!!!! Apollo!!!!  And... Dana... yay...  Oh!  The good brothers!  I wish that I could say Nerds with such vim and vigor.  It’s a serious gift.

Also yay, no one got killed as Braun made his way to the ring???

Okay, come on, we all know Zayn and Owens ain’t getting fired, Daniel is going to get Shane out of the picture and take over the role as ref so it’s actually fair.  Or like, idk, Hunter or Steph are going to come out and fuck someone over.. Maybe Randy will turn, because, you know, he’s got a connection to Trips and also he’s been a face for like forever in Viper years and also we’ve got that unresolved stuff with Hunter giving the Universal Championship to Kevin, soooo....  Either way, someone getting screwed, and I’m pretty damn sure it ain’t going to be out canadian boyos.

Eheheheh, reinforcing the ring.  I hope they break it in two.  I love that shit.   So much fun.  Because I’m apparently still a baby.

Ummm... Pretty sure Kane’s most monstrous moments involved his various kidnappings of pretty ladies.  Or the time he tried to kill his Paul Bearer.  But you know, what do I know, I’ve just been literally watching Kane since he first premiered AS Kane.  Sure, yeah, most “monstrous” thing he’s ever done was thrown a man in a trash collector.  Yep.  That’s it.

A countout???  Boooooo...  Also... who’s going to go fight Brock now?  Someone’s gonna get Kayfabe murdered until there’s only one left to fight Bork.

Okay, they seriously need to stop with the whole fucking with people’s throats thing.  I don’t like it, it worries me, and also they make choking gagging noises which sets off my own gag reflex which is not fun.

oh hey, look, Braun became insta-face by bringing out a table.  I love how easy to please wrestling fans are sometimes.  Kane?  You okay?  That trip looked nasty.

OOOOOH!!!!  BRAUN HAS INHERITED THE MONSTER SIT UP MOVE!!!!  THAT’S SUPER EXCITING!!!!  That looks like a passing of the torch to me.  I like it.  I like where that could be heading.  Yes, good, good end to Raw.