#[​I’m so sad I’m late to this one but it makes it funnier I think]

[travelerbasilau]

*stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you stabs you*

(happy ides of march)

[stoat-party]

Every Fallout 4 Companion’s Approximate Birth Year (Part 3/3)

CVRIE — 2076

I assume Miss Nannies went out of production when the world exploded.

Codsworth — 2077

His box is still in your house during the prologue.

He also mentions enjoying the “months” he’s spent with you, though he might mean since Shaun was born.

Nick — 2175

We know it was over a century ago, but it can’t have been too far prior to the Gen 3 rollout around 2227.

I think Nick is the older brother, because it makes sense to start by creating a synth with stored personalities before trying to make one that develops a personality autonomously.

Longfellow — 2223

This man is only in his SIXTIES, they are LYING TO YOU

The Children of Atom were full-fledged on the Island when Longfellow was young. Confessor Cromwell is the one who sent them to Maine.

But he couldn’t have become Confessor until the mid-2250s, because he’s only FORTY-FOUR in Fallout 3, and he had a background as a trader before that! AND there still had to be time for the Children to travel all the way to Maine.

So Longfellow was born in the twenties, had his sad backstory in the fifties, and is about 65 in Fallout 4.

Strong — 2230

Strong could have been anyone, but I think he was either a divorced dad who would’ve been an accountant in another life, or just Mayor McDonough.

Hancock — 2235

Is 53-year-old Hancock controversial? Let me cook.

There’s support for the theory that synth McDonough was created before the election in 2282. We can assume the human had full gray hair at that point, because synths don’t go gray. So he was probably in his fifties at least.

John was younger, but he can’t have been that much younger. So he was probably ghoulified in his late forties.

Deacon — 2245

If you accept the John D. theory, this does put him a little on the young side, but it fits.

Gage — 2251

There’s not much backstory from his teens up to 2286, and I’m tempted to believe it was a shorter period. But he has late-thirties eyes.

…Eye.

Cait — 2260

Her parents helpfully drew the line at child trafficking, so we have a good idea of her age. She was 18 when she went into slavery and about 23 when she left.

Some time later, she spent about three years at the Combat Zone. Assuming some buffer room between the two periods, I put her at 27 years.

Danse — 2261

He’d have lived in the Institute for awhile, then Rivet City, then the Brotherhood.

He was already a paladin in 2277, but Maxson says it took him “many years” to become one.

Preston — 2262

I don’t know what it is about him that screams 25-year-old to me.

He joined the Minutemen at 17, then had “a few good years” before 2282 when Becker died.

MacCready — 2264

He was twelve in August 2277, and at that point he’d been mayor for three years.

He became mayor at ten. So he’s got to be nearly thirteen at the start of Fallout 3, which would make him 23 in Fallout 4.

Piper — 2166

Nat seems 13 to me. 

If Piper is old enough to have taken care of her as a baby, but not old enough to have significant memories of their mother, 21 sounds about wright.

Curie — 2277

Glory escaped the Institute in 2280, and she and G5 had known each other for some time before that.

Ada — 2281

Jackson seems to have created her reasonably recently.

Dogmeat IV — 2285

I think he is ouppy:)

X6-88 — 2287. 

Yeah, I said it.

This man thinks he’s so evil but he’s an actual baby.

My reasoning is that he wishes he had been there to see the University Point massacre in 2286, but apparently wasn’t.

It makes the game so much funnier.

If he was born earlier in the year, he could have been trained in time for the Kellogg flashback.

Part 1

Part 2

[absolutebl]

This Week in BL - The Heat is Rising

Sorry this late, blah blah real life actual job blah blah.

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

June 2024 Week 3

Ongoing Series - Thai

Wandee Goodday (Sat YT) ep 8 of 12 - Why is it so good?! It’s unfair. Cause I know pain must be incoming. Also... Yak moved to the "rao" pronoun for his confession! SO ADORABLE!!!!! Can you see me kicking my feet and squealing with joy on this side of the screen? Well I am. 

Sunset X Vibes (Sat iQIYI) ep 2 of 12 - I think I'm finding this show a lot funnier than the show is trying to be. The pose in the doorway. The sparkle pants. The creaking of the leather. It’s all hilarious. The foot massage. So silly. Simultaniously, full of thirst. Yay! I like thirst. Not entirely sure why he’s dicking him around and not dicking him out but hey the tension is fun. Also the shot staging is very good. Very yaoi. Lin going to have so much power in this relationship once he starts trying on seduction for size. All just to say, it’s good and I’m enjoying it.

My Stand-In (Fri iQIYI) ep 9 of 12 - you know I'm enjoying it a lot, so a surprise to see a Star Hunter beat it out? It's just MosBank are SERVING classic BL and I am a sucker for that kinda smut. Back to Stand-In...

It’s sad and a little complicated and interesting. And I’m still enjoying it very much. But this episode was mostly a rehash of information we already had been given, it was slow. Although since the acting is so good in this particular show, I didn’t mind it as much as I might have in a pulp piece, for example. 

My Love Mix-Up Th (Fri YT) ep 3 of 12 - I’m very much enjoying this. Not quite as much as I initially enjoyed the JBL version. But I’m liking a lot. There’s something particularly high school teen YA angst about this IP. Even more so than something like Make it Right or Love Sick. It’s just the cringe reactions and the constant embarrassments and the roller coaster of emotions that each character goes through in every scene. I forgot how exhausting it is to be a teen.

We Are Cute (Weds iQIYI) ep 12 of 16 - We Are Cute continues to be very cute indeed. Honestly Phum doesn’t need to flirt with Peem, Peem is already in love. The learning about each other is fun, but the fact that Phum still constantly communicates via kissing is great. I love that we have a couple whose love language is smooches. TanFang endgame is my favorite, I fucking LOVE them. But... NO SINGING. Worst fake band ever? Place docked in BL standing this week for that alone.

Love Sea (Sun iQIYI) ep 2 of 10 - It's fine I guess? Trash watch here.

Knock Knock Boys (Thurs Gaga) ep 5 of 12 - It’s ridiculous and they're very cute and I kind of don’t know what’s going on. But the young one getting his first dildo and skipping with excitement was utterly adorable. And it is the first rep we’ve got for such a thing in this genre. So good on you little pulp!

Only Boo! (Sun YT) ep 11 of 12 - Everything felt a little rushed and oddly paced in this episode. Not entirely sure why K came back to him. Anyway, I hope it’s all explained in the finale.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

At 25:00 in Akasaka AKA 25 Ji Akasaka de (Japan Thurs Gaga) ep 10fin - I’ve made no secret about the fact that I haven’t been wild about this show.

Here’s a few things I enjoyed about the final episode: Uke initiated the sex scene!! Lots of tenderness. Long takes plus the absence of (and then very gentle introduction of) music. Unexpectedly high heat. Condom rep! The gayest bedroom layout ever. What I didn’t like: The absolute pinnacle of frustration for P'ABL on the other side of the screen wanting to grab the leads and shake them until their teeth rattled and scream "FOR THE LOVE, just TALK to each other!"  Oh but they are so cute and SO POLITE when the finally do reconcile! 

In conclusion:

A BL about the making of a BL where the famous one has a crush on the obscure one. It’s already been done.  Recently. By Japan. I would be tempted to say "better" but I didn’t like the first version either. At least this was less stalkery? Look, this show was fine. Just, in a word: cool, unengaging, and frustrating. OK that was 3 words. But they’re apt. A lackluster offering with a great ending. How to rate that? I despaired but ended up on 7/10 - do better Japan, I know you can.

Blue Boys (Korea YouTube) - it got its part 2, thank the BL gods, rounding this one into an 8 ep series. Still short (those eps barely scrape 10 min at most) but a solid little offering.

Charming reunion romance full of class + coming out struggles and great chemistry all of which was let down by a curtailed length. Had it just been given some legs, it could have grown wings and taken flight, but in the end it is simply too short. Still enjoyable and certainly worth your time. Cause ya don't need much of it. 8/10 RECOMMENDED

It's airing but...

The Last Time (Thai Fri YT?) - Convoluted story of loss and possible reincarnation or something. Can't find it.

OMG Vampire (Thai Sun ???) 10 eps - I've put the search on hold for a bit and y'all can let me know if it's worth tracking down.

In case you missed it

I mean you were under a rock on Tues Jan 18th Thailand's senate passed the Marriage Equality Bill. As of typing this, the King still has to sign it into law, but he's unlikely to veto. So it's a matter of time before everything is official. Thailand follows Nepal (2024) and Taiwan (2019). Both of those were judicial, Thailand's is legislative.

Let's Eat Together Aki and Haru 2 AKA Aki wa Haru to Gohan wo Tabetai 2 Haime! (Japan movie) - Continued the (frankly) lackadaisical story from part 1 and was meant to drop yesterday. We thought maybe Gaga, but nothing so far.

The Time of Fever AKA Unintentional Love Story 2 (Korea movie) trailer released to Korean theaters 5/25. HoTae & DongHee, side couple from Unintentional Love Story are back! Same actors, same character names. I love them. Devastated this hasn't had international distribution.

Next Week Looks Like This:

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

Last of the June Releases

6/26 The Rebound (Thai Weds Gaga) - MeenPing are back in their 3rd BL together, a basketball based romance (Meen was a national basketball player, so yay for that). I like this pair better than most (I still do miss Meen with Est but Est has a fantastic looking new BL coming from GMMTV so yeah...) Anyway I'm up for a sports romance starring a man who, yah know, actually played that sport so... I'm game (pun intended).

6/26 I Hear the Sunspot AKA Hidamari ga Kikoeru (Japan Weds Gaga) 10 eps - A new series adaptation of beloved yaoi I Hear the Sunspot (first adaptation was feature film Silhouette of Your Voice 2017).

6/30 The Trainee (Thailand Sun YouTube) 12 eps- office romance between a boss/employee featuring OffGun. Taking over Boo's spot for GMMTV.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Lip touch! So sexy. So rare from Korea. Blue Boys.

I do love a meta call out moment.

Tiny idiots (affectionate)

Love their kisses. Such a great side couple.

All Wandee.

(Last week)

QUICK NOTE: I'm flying international back next weekend and the damn thing is gonna take like 72 hours or whatever insanity. Needless to say, I may not get to this round-up for ages. So don't panic, I'm not dead just sleeping.

Streaming services are listed by how I (usually) watch, which is with a USA based IP, and often offset by a day because time zones are a pain.

The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @sunflower-positiiivity @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire @mestizashinrin @bl-bam-beyond @small-dark-and-delicious @saezurumurmurs

Sigh, Tumblr in it's infinite wisdom doesn't like too many tags.

There's these tricks, remember.

[igotanidea]

Ranking: Jason Todd x fem!reader

graphic by @huedmmi (amazing job with that, thank you!!)

Summary: heroes couples ranking? Might seem like a good idea, but not every pair can make the top......

This is placed in the Ego!verse, cause been a while since I wrote for that. You can find other stories of this verse in my masterlist.

***

„What are you doing?”

„Reading.”

“What are you reading?”

“NOTHING!”

Jason sneaked behind her back, trying to sneak a peek of the article on the Internet Y/N was reading. However, all the time she spend being in the relationship with him and her vigilante instincts combined made her act quick enough to shut the laptop before he could see as much as one letter.

Jason smirked

“Oh, you’re hiding something.”

“What?” she scoffed “I’m not hiding anything.”

“You can’t lie to me, you know it.” He teased leaning forward, their faces inches away from one another

“Are you trying to intimidate me?” she moved even closer “Sorry not sorry, but it’s not working.”

“Well then maybe I just have to keep convincing you…..?”

“I’m the one playing with minds, not you, remember?”

“Come on princess….. just tell me what you’re hiding…..”

“Nope.”

“Y/N.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t be a tease.”

“Have you met me?” she smirked “Tease is practically my middle name.”

“Please?”

“No.” she cut him off “now stop whining, get up and let’s go.”

“Where exactly?”

“Batcave, duh! Did you think I was asking you for a date, or something?” she raised an eyebrow, looking at him teasingly.

“Wouldn’t dream of it……”

He didn’t like the idea of going to the manor for the debriefing, but….. there might be someone who could help him digging some information out.

***

“Drake. I need to talk to you.”

“Mhm….” Tim muttered not really paying attention, his head elsewhere “How about we reschedule that for next month? I’m busy…..” he tried to take a sip of coffee, but before the god’s drink found a way to his mouth, Jason snatched it out of his hands.

“Drake!”

“Give me back my coffee, Todd……”

“Not before you help me.”

“And why should I do that?”

Jason sighed in frustration. On one hand he could just tell Tim was this was about. On the other that would mean showing his vulnerable side and that was a no go. So he just settled on standing in Tim’s room, holding his mug of out his reach, considering pros and cons of each option.

“It’s about Y/N.” Jason finally said, relenting “I’m worried about her.”

“About Y/N? Why? She’s a tough one. I mean, she;s in a relationship with you, I don’t think much can break her.”

“I’m serious, Tim. You may not notice this, but lately she’s been acting… closed off. She’s…. sad.”

“Sad? Cracking jokes left and right? Two days ago she almost made Dick fall off the rooftop telling one of her funny stories.”

“Please tell me it was not a story about me…..?”

“Nope. Those are not funny anymore and she found a lot funnier subjects. Nevermind… Tim shook his head. The point is, she’s acting normal. Why would you be concerned? Wait. Why would you be concerned?

“Cause she’s my girlfriend!”

“Oh…. You do care….” Tim smiles

“Shut up!”

“You want my help or not?”

“If you helping me require me admitting I care about her…….” Jason sighed “Fine, I do. I do care about her. Please, help me?”

“Of course, I’ll help you Jason.” Tim grinned knowing well enough he just got Jason right where he wanted him “and just so you know, it’s not a secret you love her.”

“Shut up…..”

“Fine! Fine!” Tim laughed at Jason’s flustered face “What’s the deal?”

“Y/N…..” Jason said her name with the mix of affection and worry “she’s been spending a lot of time in front of her computer, lately. She claims she’s reading. And I believe her. But whatever article it is, she’s been spending her time on, makes her distracted. It’s almost like she’s been avoiding me for some reason I cannot fucking understand. She’s lost in her head!”

“The girl is a mind reader, Jason. She can hear people’s thoughts. Is this really so surprising that she’s had enough?”

“Yeah, she had those…. Phases. But it’s not like that. She;s only like that because of what she found on the net.”

“Ok… Let’s assume I believe you. But what do I have to do with it?”

Jason muttered something incoherently.

“Sorry, what was that?” Tim chuckled

“I want you to break into her computer……”

“You what now?!”

“I need you to…..”

“Oh no, I heard you. You want me to hack your girlfriend’s computer. It’s just I can’t comprehend what got into your head.”

“I’m kind of desperate…..And you’re the expert on tech…..”

“I’m not buying into this…….” Tim laughs

“Come on, Drake!”

“Not a chance, Jason. Again. Y/N is a mind reader. She’ll find out what we did in a heartbeat. And I don’t want to have my brain grilled. I saw her in action, I know what it means to make her angry. “

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of Y/N…..” Jason mocks

“You are terrified of making her angry yourself…..”

“Ok, fine! She can be scary…… Fuck! You’re no use, Drake!” Jason jumped to his feet, rushing out of Tim’s room, fists clenched, muttering something under his nose.

“It was nice to see you too, Todd!” Tim laughed. He always found it funny how Jason acted under the influence of emotions.

***

“Grayson!”

“Jaybird!” Dick grinned at Jason, the second the latter came through the door to the kitchen “came for some brothers’ bonding?”

“more like binding” Jason rolled his eyes “unless you’ll help me.”

“You must be truly desperate to come to me for help…..”

“Oh, God… have you been watching Thor again?”

“I had a whole marathon. But sure, I’ll give you a hand with whatever you need. What is this about?”

“Y/N.”

“Y/N? What about her?”

“Oh, fuck, not you too. Am I really the only person who noticed she’s been acting off lately? Are you fucking serious?!”

“Um…..relax Jace?”

“How the fuck am I supposed to relax seeing my girlfriend hurting?!”

“And it’s my fault?!” Dick exclaimed with shock in his voice.

“NO! Yes! Wait, is it?” Jason took a step towards Dick “what did you do to her Dickhead!?”

“Nothing! I swear!”

“You’re lying!”

“I’m not lying!”

“Then why won’t she talk to me?!”

“I don’t know! Come on Jace! Don’t get crazy again.”

“Talk to her.” Jason said, calming down. As much as it hurt him to admit it, he was acting erratic and he didn’t want to be aggressive. Not again. Those days were behind him. “Please, just talk to her.”

“Why me?”

“Cause you’re the only person I can trust to do this without making her suspicious. And because she won’t talk to me.”

“Jason…. She’s a mind reader….”

“You’re not the first person to tell me that today. Thank you.” Jason mocks “I kind of remember!”

“Wait…..” dick eyes grow wide…. “I might……”

“You might what, Grayson?!”

“I might know what this is about…..” Dick muttered slowly, but seeing Jason furious expression, with his eyes burning he picked up the talking pace at once “ok, so there’s this little site with superheroes couples ranking…..”

“WHAT!?”

“I mean, not that I read it…..”

“Sure you’re not Dickhead…..”

“But Barbara…. She’s actually a fan. And so it Lois …..”

“Lois? As in Lois Lane?”

“Yeah….. it’s actually pretty popular amongst the girls… I mean, it’s not any ambitious writing on anything like that but when you need something to relax and unwind after a hard day…..Steph and Cass read it too and we spend last evening going thought it and gossiping and……” Dick started rambling “sorry. Not the point.”

“Make the point then….” Jason had to fight the urge to punch his adoptive brother in the face.

“Um…. Me and Babs….. I mean, Nightwing and Batgirl  might have scored first last week……  And I might have slipped a word about it to Y/N…..”

“You scored first?”

“Yeah…..” Dick smiled wildly “I mean we are a really, really good couple but I never thought we could beat Clark and Lois to the first position. Sure, I also might have did some things to catch press attention, but still I ……”

“Grayson, I am warning you…..”Jason hissed

“Sorry. Long story short…. The news got to Y/N. and you know her. She’s the investigator. She started digging and found the site and now she’s been kind of addicted to it, checking it out every week hoping Red Hood and Ego will make it to the list, but…..”

“But what?” Jason asked but he already sensed the answer.

“You did not…..”

“So what you are telling me, is that you scored first, and I didn’t even make the first …. Ten?”

“Fifty……”

“I didn’t make the top 50?!!”

“I’m not the one making those rankings! Stop yelling at me!”

“That’s why she’s been so sad? Was she disappointed? let down?” Jason asked. What he did not form out loud was the question whether she felt unloved? Because of some crazy internet ranking. “I gotta go talk to her…..”

“Yeah…. You should….That might clear the air. You know, honesty is really important. And honest is, I scored FIRST!”

“We’ll talk about that later, Dickhead. I got more important things to do now.”

***

“Y/N.”

“Oh, hey, Jace. What’s up?”

“I know what you’ve been reading.”

“You know what?”

“Stop it”

“Ok, fine.” She sighed “I’m going to kill Grayson for spilling the bean. “

“Sorry princess, but he’s mine. But now… about this … stupid ranking thing… is that really making you this sad? Are you…. Unsatisfied with our relationship?” he asked, all his insecurity and vulnerability coming out in waves. He doubted him his entire life. He always thought that Y/N was too good for him and one day she would just …. leave. And now, it was practically coming true……”

“what?” judging by the tone she became terrified of what he was asking her. “Jace….baby….” she dived into his arms, hugging him tight. What got into your stupid pretty head, you dummy? I love you… I love being with you. If I got discouraged by something someone writes on the Internet that would be …. Childish… immature… stupid.”

“But…..”

“No buts, Jace…..” she pulled back, grabbing his face with both her hands, looking deep into her eyes “I love you, you idiot.”

“I love you too, sweetpea…..”

“Now that is a new nickname……”

“Do you like it?” he smirks “tell me what does it do to you.”

“You’ll have to call me that a few more times just so I can figure out exactly what it does to me.” She smiles pulling him down to kiss.

***

“JASON!!”  

Next morning Y/N standardly checked out the weekly ranking. Just for fun… After that little making up and clearing the air she had with Jason all night, she couldn’t care less about what vigilante couples made the top 10 and who did not. She was happy with her boyfriend. And that was what counted.

But.

There was something so surprising that he just screamed Jason’s name the moment she opened the page.

“Y/N!!??” Jason rushed into her room, shirtless, his face confused. “Are you in danger?! What happened?!”

“THANK YOU!!” she yelled again jumping into his arms. Obviously he immediately pulled her into his chest, enjoying her warmth and hugs and kissed she started planting all over his face , but was still unsure of what was happening.

“Y/N? Not that I’m complaining, but what is this about?”

“We made the first place!! I mean, Ego and Red Hood did! Look, look….” She grabs his hand and lead him to the computer, pointing at the page, almost jumping in excitement. “do you see that?!”

“Yeah, princess I see it….” he smiles, full of smugness.

“Thank you!”

“I didn’t do a single thing…..”

“So, Red hood spotted making some sort of floral carpet for Ego was purely accidental?” she smirked, but her eyes were glistening with pure love and admiration. “You didn’t have to, you know?” she stood up, locking arms on his neck, his founding a way to her waist and pulling her close. “I told you I didn’t give a damn about those rankings and you must have been working at it for hours….”

“It was worth it, baby. Seeing that smile and those pretty eyes shining….. And maybe I deserved a little kiss?”

“Oh, you deserved so…. much…. more….” She brushed her lips over his, making that little kiss a promise of something more to come. “And…” Y/N pulled back “as a bonus, you probably pissed off Dick.”

“Oh, yeah… That was definitely my biggest motivation….” His grip on her waist tightened suggestively.

“Really?” she mutters leaning forward “maybe I can convince you otherwise? Show you what should have been your biggest motivation from the beginning?”

“You know I can’t say no to you, baby……”

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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Because Dove is such a sweetheart and I'm a sucker for girldad!Buck!

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And this to help you finish!

Just out of curiosity, do you have a ballpark of how much you still have left to write for this mammoth of a fantastic fic? :)

Ahhh thank you! For TWATYTK, I know exactly how much more story I want to write, but not how long it'll end up being. Basically, I think I can wrap up this kid plot in a few tight chapters, but the final storyline I'm not sure yet. Then an epilogue.

51 for 🪞:

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He nods. “I got hurt at work one time, and when I did, I got confused for a bit and thought I lost Bobby.”

“Captain Bobby?” 

“Mhm. You can just call him Bobby.” Buck tells her. “But yeah, for a few months after that, I’d wake up scared he was gone.”

“What did you do?” She asks.

“When I woke up in the morning and I was scared, I’d send him a text. If he responded, I knew my dream wasn’t real.”

Dove considers this. 

“That’s smart.”

“Thanks,” he smiles. Even though in all reality it’s rather basic. “What do you say? Can we make that work for you and I?”

“I don’t have a phone,” she reminds him.

“That’s true,” he says. And maybe he should look into a tablet with some sort of kid-safe messaging app. “But if I’m home, you can knock on my door. And if I’m not, whichever adult is with you will be able to text me.”

Dove nods. “Okay.”

“Sometimes I could be on a call, and it may take me a little while. But I’ll always respond, okay?”

“Okay,” Dove exhales. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Can we watch the movie now?” She asks. 

Buck chuckles before hitting play.

“Of course we can.”

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Halfway through the movie, as Dove is beginning to fall asleep, still tucked into him, Buck’s brain can’t help but fill with a rather melancholy thought. He wonders if Christopher ever dreams that he’s in his old bed, in his old home. He wonders if, when he wakes up, he’s disappointed. 

iv.

A week or so later, and it’s clear Eddie has fallen back into a sort of slump. Whatever joy he’d reclaimed by spending time with Buck and Dove has been dampened with the same old sadness catching up with him. Buck thinks he won’t be able to outrun it, with Chris gone. 

It’s not that he’s moody or withdrawn. He doesn’t hide from Buck like he had when Dove came home. He’s just muffled. Like there’s tinted glass around him. And Buck just knows. He knows Eddie well enough to see it. He just doesn’t know if there’s anything he can do to fix it. 

“Come over,” Buck insists at the end of a particularly rough shift. He doesn’t want Eddie returning to an empty house.

“I’m not going to be great company today,” Eddie dismisses the idea. 

Dove will be at school for several more hours, so it doesn’t really matter. 

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But he is so curious about this child anyway.

“What do you think they’ll be like?” He asks Eddie late one night in early May. “Do you think they’ll end up looking kind of like Maddie?”

Eddie chuckles tiredly. “I don’t know. That’s assuming a fair balance of both sides. The Diaz genes did not seem very strong in Christopher’s case anyway.”

“Uh, unless you’re ignoring his entire personality?” 

“He’s got plenty of Shannon there, too,” Eddie points out.

“And lots of his dad,” Buck says.

“Maybe our kid will just be a clone of Adriana, but even clumsier, because of you,” Eddie posits.

“Oof,” Buck replies. “Well, at least then we know they’ll be funnier than you.”

“Hey!”

It goes on and on like that. Lots of nights they lay awake imagining it. It’s like they’re both so wrapped up in this shared dream. Buck finds himself thinking about it when he doesn’t even mean to. 

He thinks about it a lot when he gets invited by Connor and Kameron to their son’s second birthday party. Eddie can’t make it due to a commitment with Chris that day. So Buck goes alone. With a toddler’s gift in hand, and the strange thought that he will spend the afternoon celebrating a little boy who could be a future version of what he’s going to have. He knows it’s probably not fair to his future child or Luke to compare the two of them, but he can’t help it. Every little thing Luke does - every big smile or adorably mispronounced word - and Buck can’t help but wonder. 

The baby fever is actually sort of crippling. 

Kameron seems to notice. 

“Are you and Eddie thinking of having one?” She asks. “Or, another one, I should say.”

“We’re actually in the middle of planning it,” he says. “His sister is donating eggs. We’re just trying to find a surrogate.”

“Really? That’s fantastic!” Kameron beams.

“Yeah, thank you,” Buck smiles back at her. “We’re pretty excited.”

“So, you don’t have a surrogate chosen yet?” She asks. 

“No,” Buck huffs. “It’s quite the process, as I’ve found out.”

“I bet,” Kameron nods sympathetically. “And I’m guessing, hard to find someone you trust with your literal baby?”

“Yep,” Buck agrees. “Kind of scary looking through profiles of strangers. But, hey, that’s the reality in our case.”

“Right,” Kameron says. “The reality.”

He doesn’t think anything of their conversation. But then, two days later, she calls him.

[yayforstuffs]

For Firemite! His new design got me all curious again! :0

12. What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

46. Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?

52. Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?

57. What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

58. How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?

OH this took me ten years buT I HAVE ANSWERS!!!

12. What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific! “Dear Cod.” It was something from a previous group of folks he and Razor had been hanging around for a bit- one of them fished up a rare enchant after hours of trying to get literally anything useful and made the comment “Dear God I thought I’d never get anything.” and every single other person heard him say ‘dear cod’. By then it was late at night n they were all tired and so it was the absolute funniest thing in the world made funnier by how vehemently he tried to stand firm on the fact that he’d said ‘dear God’ and not ‘dear cod’. He makes the reference sometimes still and it gets a chuckle from Razor, and whenever Razor pulls it out (though it can also be partially attributed to just how serious Razor is so he doesn’t joke much anyway) Fire absolutely loves it and laughs so hard. 10/10 comedy every time.

The first time he heard Tyr mutter it to herself when she was trying to figure out how to get one of her newer cats to cooperate out in the main room he lost it. Could not stop laughing for the next five minutes at least.

46. Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen? I was going to say listener, but the more I thought about it the more I thought that… he might actually be a talker. If he’s fun bouncy sanguine he’s prolly a talker. So what would make him listen, then… I suppose Razor can make him listen, but that’s on virtue of being viewed as more of the decision-maker of the group, n he knows well enough that Razor usually has good ideas. Other than that, though… I suppose quiet might would make him listen- recognizing that he’s talking over someone and it’s Not Good and needs to hush. Hm. I personally think I’m more of a listener so I’m not really sure like. what would make a talker listen slkdhgkl I think that might be as good of an answer as I can give? I dunno. He listens to Razor and he listens to quiet.

52. Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting? Depends! If it’s more happy/positive, he’s keen to jump to action immediately, but if he’s feeling more negative- sad/angry, etc, he’ll think more on what to do or at least take a second/minute to compose himself. It’s usually bc he’s gonna try to ‘fix things’ and bring the mood back up. It… doesn’t always work though, and he kinda flounders when it doesn’t. If it doesn't, it can end up with him spending some time alone mining to clear his head a bit, and also to let whatever's going on calm down.

57. What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often? I’m gonna be honest, this is one that’s stumped me like. the most, probably. Is that something that a lot of ppl have, like something that they need to do constantly that they usually mess up? Bc ngl like…. I don’t really see him having much of anything that’s like. a simple daily thing that he messes up often. I think I’ll leave it at an “I don’t think he has one” but if I think of something later I’ll come back and edit this to include it :V

58. How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme? I think he’s the kind of person to have tried many, many different things! So there’s no common theme other than ‘is this new? Sure, I’ll try!’ He likes to go out and learn and discover and make new friends and find new things that he likes, so he’s very keen on trying stuff out. If he doesn’t like it then he at least knows he doesn’t, and if he does, then it’s a win!

[dgknightblue]

Oh my god I just had a beautiful idea!

Simmons smokes weed.

Doctors orders!

It helps his anxiety and stress!

Grif tries to make him a weed dealer.

Hahahahahahahahaha

Simmons has a little weed farm…..

The dude has 22 daughters and several grandkids, he deserves a little weed.

How the fxck? Do you ask?

Adoption you dummy! 21 adopted daughters and one biological kid.

20 come from his squad. He thought they were setting him up for a big prank so he willingly signed the papers, but when he looked at a filing cabinet he realized they were real.

His youngest adopted daughter is Kiya! She’s a little kid.

His biological daughter is Lulani. She’s a teenager.

Simmons bakes weed cookies and carries them around. He makes sure not to mix them with the cookies he bakes for his kids. Usually their brownies to make extra sure.

I just think it’s funny if my Simmons gives everyone heart attacks and stuff.

Sarge: Great Scott! Grif is corrupting Simmons! Men, get my shotgun!!

Simmons: He’s not corrupting me, Sarge. The doctor-

Sarge: He’s even back sassing me! This is a sad day!

Then I’d just have Grif thinking Simmons is getting hotter everyday.

Okay so I mixed two ideas together because that’s extra funny. Simmons having a horde of daughters that will go 40 Senators vs Julius Caesar on anyone who cross him. In this case 20 daughters (young adult) 2 daughters (kids- teens) a few grandkids and grand babies.

You can have the weed idea without the 22 daughters and a few grandkids idea. I just thought it was funny.

My Simmons is becoming a cool guy :3

Oh! Random fic with Weed Simmons!

Grif meets Simmons and at first thinks he’s just a nerd until he caught him smoking weed in the forest of a park. Simmons tries to make him think he was seeing things and it almost worked if it wasn’t for Donut.

“My stash!”

“What stash?”

“My weed! Donut threw it away!”

“Good! It’s bad for you!”

“No it’s fxcking not! My doctor gave it to me for my anxiety you xsshole! Fxck! I’m having a panic attack! Shxt shxt shxt I can’t breathe!”

“Oh no, I’m sorry! I’ll try to see if I can salvage any of it!”

“It’s too late! It’s too fxcking late!”

Grif managed to find the last cookie Simmons had in his bag. Simmons thanked him with a kiss (if you know my head canon you know he kisses Grif with tongue >:3 ) and oh Fxck Grif has been slain.

Simmons is just too hot now! Out of his league!

Muscles? Piercings? Tall? Freckles? WEED? It’s too much!

Funnier if Simmons kisses Grif more when he can’t get weed, he just replaces weed with kissing.

Worried out of his mind? Grab Grif by his shirt and start kissing! Scared at the idea of failure? Make out with Grif intimately!

Simmons losses the weed smell in favor of… cough the smell of certain activities with Grif.

IDK

[marley-manson]

@charlesemersonwinchesteriii replied to this post:

I never really understood why people kept calling that scene a big hawkbeej moment, so I'm relieved I'm not alone in that haha. Also you make an excellent argument that Hawkeye doesn't actually "get worse" as the show progresses, which I'd never thought about before! I know people talk about his coping mechanisms becoming less effective in later seasons and I always just passively agreed with that cause I'm not super focused on him and also I've never watched any of the episodes in order (woops!) but now you're making me really think about it..... hmmm..... I can totally see this as another instance of fandom seeing a character arc where there isn't actually one, just like with Charles. Just for myself, the only concrete change I could point to noticing is the obvious and intentional "learns to Respect Women" thing. But I don't know if that's just me not being smart enough to see things lol

lol yeah to me it’s like, yep BJ’s def acting like a guy who’s known Hawkeye for a couple weeks and is totally out of his depth, which is fine and understandable but not really shippy to me. But also tbf I’d prefer that even if I was a huge hawkbeej shipper because I’m not much of an ‘instant magical connections and understanding’ person when it comes to romance tropes anyway.

But I mainly c/ped your comment so I could respond at greater length to the rest of it, so! I definitely don’t think you’re missing anything (and ik we’ve talked about it before but yeah I also very much agre with you about Charles).

tbf I think Alan Alda is the one who said that Hawkeye’s coping mechanisms get less effective, but it’s not the first time I’ve disagreed with his takes on the show lol. And I don’t have a fully solidified take on Hawkeye’s “character arc” tbf. But yeah my impression is that it’s not that Hawkeye changes, it’s that the tone of the show changes. Hawkeye does get more dramatic episodes and he does get more sad monologues as the show goes on, but he never stops balancing them out with humour and hope, he had plenty of sad monologues in the early seasons too, and he never falls apart to the extent that he did in Dr Pierce Mr Hyde or The Late Captain Pierce. Some of the later episodes reference the war getting to him and making him act out in petty ways, eg Dear Uncle Abdul, but like, so did Bananas Crackers and Nuts, the 7th episode of the show. Plus arguably his worst experience throughout the show, give or take GFA, was season 1′s Sometimes You Hear the Bullet, with Abyssinia Henry not far behind either.

He’s always been portrayed as someone who feels deeply and is greatly affected by the war and who’s barely coping - the funnier tone of the early seasons made it slightly less obvious, but it’s still pretty apparent. The dramatic tone of the later seasons gives the writers more leeway to show how affected he is, but again like, he’s never worse than he was in some of the earlier eps until the finale. And I tend to think that the prevailing idea that Hawkeye gets steadily worse emotional stability and mental health-wise throughout the show sells the early seasons short. If I mentally sort of compensate for the tone shift in my head, I don’t see Hawkeye changing - I just see the stress being framed with more black humour in the first half of the show and with more earnest drama in the second half.

I mean logically it makes sense that the more time you spend in a war zone the worse you’ll feel lol, and with the tone shift it’s easy to see why it’s such a common take. But yeah, I just don’t see it myself, at least beyond a potentially deliberate sense of exhaustion in season 11 when they knew they were wrapping up.

And actually I also think the respecting women angle is like, not really the case, imo? I think it’s something the writers were sort of trying for so it’s definitely telegraphed as a thing in several episodes, and it’s kind of become common knowledge that Hawkeye gets more respectful towards women so I def don’t think you’re wrong to pick up on it. I just think the writers failed to sell it at all lol. Like he presumably learned a lesson in Inga eg, but it’s forgotten afterwards as the show goes right back to using his now pathetic attempts at womanizing as a source of humour. He’s definitely less crass to Margaret when they become friends but he never completely stops objectifying her. He has a sad monologue about not wanting to date a 20 year old because he’s too jaded in Show Biz, but he turned down even just casual sex with a 20 year old in season 3 because she was too young for him, so that’s not actually a change, as much as the writers tried to make it seem like one.

And Who Knew (nonsensically) recontextualizes his womanizing as a fear of committment and emotional vulnerability (in the satirical seasons it was a distraction from the war) and suggests Hawkeye getting over that, but Who Knew is ooc, and again he goes right back to pathetic womanizing in other season 11 episodes, like Blood and Guts. He even hits on an orderly in the psych hospital in GFA lol, and the Hawk/Margaret kiss is a (frankly cute imo) throwback to early sexual harassment-y episodes like There’s Nothing Like a Nurse where he kissed her goodbye, or Abyssinia Henry where he told Henry to kiss her goodbye lol. So like, if the writers were aiming to show Hawkeye changing his attitude towards women, I don’t think they did a very good job, basically.

But yk I do think it’s fair to take the later seasons in the probable spirit intended and view Hawkeye getting less misogynist as an arc. I just don’t personally. But also I don’t think Hawkeye was ever misogynist in the way Inga implied, and I think the later show often misrepresented the womanizing a little to condemn it (eg Show Biz and Who Knew again) so yk. I just prefer a happy medium there lol

[thenightlymirror]

Such a strange two days. This wasn’t a big deal when it happened, but I was working on some files, punching things into excel, when my trainer kicked my foot. And I assumed it was on accident, but then she let it linger there, and gestured with it across the sole of my shoe. I was not expecting anything like this and was surpassingly calm about it (I mean…) and just calmly asked “What?” And she asked, “Is that your name?”

Now, the back of my shoe says Saucony, so I replied, “Yes, my name is Saucony. I tell people my name is Anthony because children used to make fun of me in school.” And she laughed and so did I. And that was it. It was Thursday and I think we were just slap happy, sitting together in the same little room for a week. I’m sure she wondered if she could, she did, and that was it.

Today, she was a little late, and miffed. Her daughter is being bullied in school. I told her, the way I got through it was by being funnier than the bullies, knowing every possible joke, so my joke would be funnier, and that this is terrible advice, and I truly have no advice. All you can do as a kid is just not give them ammo. Just get out of the way and let them get irritated by somebody else. I was bullied because I was not very fun. When you’re fat and ugly, people don’t admire you, and when you’re sad about it, serious, lonely, needy, sensitive, angry, weird, explosive, it’s just a feedback loop. Her kid is anxious and sensitive. She would have to fake not being anxious. It takes a few years to figure that out, or a lot.

There are so many things wrong with this park. All the records are shit. I swear the office manager scanned a lot of these records in, shredded them, then never actually saved them digitally. Just not finding them. Then when the trainer goes they interrupt me trying to put out all these work orders with stuff I just can’t answer.

Finally got out of work and then went to my eye exam. Supposed to be a big storm. They say I need bifocals and the lenses at this place are going to come out to $500. No. I’ll have to get glasses somewhere else tomorrow and that’s just another day without a new prescription.

As I step out of the glasses place, the rain is just pouring. Even in a raincoat, by the time I get to the car, I’m soaked to the knee. When I turn the corner out of the mall, the cars there are driving through a foot of water and I realize I’m going to too. Get off the expressway and the neighborhood is flooded too. At one point, I’m certain my car is just gonna float. I get scared and turn around to try another way but it’s all the same. Just decide to fuck it and drive through it back home. I was afraid the parking lot would be flooded, but it was the highest elevation in the neighborhood. Just got lucky.

[the-cat-chat]

April 8, 2023

The Shawshank Redemption (1994)

Andy Dufresne is sentenced to two consecutive life terms in prison for the murders of his wife and her lover. However, only Andy knows he didn't commit the crimes. While there, he forms a friendship with Red and experiences the brutality of prison life.

JayBell: I’ve seen this movie a couple times before, but it has been a number of years. Of all the Stephen King adaptations, this definitely makes my top 10 list. It’s also one of the few I’ve seen that has zero supernatural elements.

From reading the premise, you’d think this movie would be about the main character desperately trying to prove his innocence. But no. It’s mainly about resilience, survival, and friendship. Andy is an interesting mix of introverted passiveness but also courage and strength. The first few years he experiences in prison is so sad and depressing. It’s amazing to see him subtly manipulate the circumstances and people around him (especially the corrupt guards and warden) to gain power and influence that lets him get his happy ending.

Speaking of the ending, this movie has so many depressing moments that it’s difficult to believe that Andy and Red could have any semblance of a happy ending. Watching the movie, you can’t help but think, “this won’t end well,” but it does. It’s also funnier than you’d think at times. Also, Morgan Freeman is the best narrator.

Rating: 9/10 cats 🐈

Anzie: Off the record- I may have been biased about this movie for the better part of 2 decades. 😅😬🫣 I judged it, assuming it’s just another prison movie and they escape by tunneling through the impenetrable walls and it’s impossible and blah blah blah. But I was wrong.

The story is captivating and you become so invested in it and never at any point in the 2 hours was I bored or just like please let it ennnnd. And I really like that even though I knew there was an escape plan being hatched it isn’t the main story- like in Henry’s Crime *cough cough* sorry Keanu 😔. And instead you have all these other little plots with their own meanings weaved in. And the characters are sooo good and the actors were so good at playing them. I didn’t realize either how sad this movie would be. On so many levels. But all is well in the end and thank gawddd. I was so happy it actually worked out in the end. I know I’m about 30 years late to the party but it was an A++.

It gets an extra point for all the solid insults the characters use.

Rating: 9/10 Cats 🐈

[larryjohnsonsbitch]

May I request sal x fem reader

Sal and Ashley been hanging out lately , sal gf starts overthinking that maybe sal doesn’t like her anymore so she starts avoiding him . Then after awhile sal confronts his gf , she tells him the reason she been avoiding him and it ends with smut. ❤️ can this be kinda angsty and long pls ,take your time with it🥺❤️ Thank you

Hi sunflower!

I’m so sorry for how long this took to write, I’ve been really struggling with motivation for a while so when I had a sudden burst of it at 1am this was the product.

Hope you enjoy!

WARNING: NSFW MINORS DNI

Your boyfriend and ash had always been close, hanging out often and such. You were very much aware of the crush that Sal used to have on ash and he always makes it clear that your the one he loves, not some silly teenage crush, but truly love.

But no matter how much you pushed and shoved away the negative thoughts that clouded your mind as he laughed at her jokes, they always came back.

What if I’m not enough. What if he doesn’t want me anymore. She’s always been prettier, funnier too. He’d be happier if I just leave. I need to leave.

So that’s how you found yourself slowly moving away from the love of your life, no longer answering texts as fast as you used too no matter how much you wanted to reply the second you saw his name. And watching as ash held into his arm showing him something in the store window that made the both of them smile.

And no matter how much it killed you, they looked like a good couple.

So as days turned to weeks and those weeks into a month, the space you put between you and your boyfriend grew evermore leaving him wondering what he had done and if you had found someone better.

Until one day as you were in the apartment kitchen making lunch, ash knocked at the door and sal opened it. You eyed her suspiciously, unable to help it as you saw the light blush dusting her cheeks and the way she fluttered her eyelashes at Sal. She reached to grab his hand and pulled it closer to her.

The sick feeling in your stomach only grew.

So this is it. I knew he would leave me, but why so soon? Why am I never good enough. this isn’t fair.

You quickly left the kitchen entering the bathroom as quickly as you could before the sobs came, crashing through you like tidal waves of sadness, you struggles to breathe as you sat in the floor, eyes blurred from the tears that ran down your face mixing with the snot and mucus. It wasn’t pretty, most certainly not like the girls from the movies.

It was the that the you heard the soft knock at the door, the pattern and rhythm created a little song which instantly gave away who it was, Sal.

He opened the door tentatively as if not to scare you and you steeled yourself for what was to come.

“Darling, are you alright” that wasn’t what you were expecting, he knelt in front of you taking off his prosthetic and holding you face in his hands, wiping away your tears.

“I’m so sorry, Sal” you could feel another wave of sobs coming as you spoke “I’m sorry I can’t be good enough for you, but you should be happy- with ash.” You hiccuped and and struggled to breath all throughout your sentence; but once you had finished, Sals lips crashed into yours.

He pulled away, pressing his for head to yours looking deeply into your eyes, his eyes were such a bright blue it feet like you were looking at the sunniest blue sky.

“Is that why you’ve been distant? You think I could ever leave you?”

He kissed you once more and it felt like pure happiness was being released into you as he pulled you tighter.

“You think I could ever leave someone so perfect. So beautiful. So amazing.” He punctuated each compliment with a kiss. “Let me show you how special you are”

He stood up, holding out his hand to you- still frowning after he moved away- and helped you to your feet.

He pulled you through your apartment to your shared bedroom and pushed you into the bed.

He crawled on-top of you, pushing his knee between your thighs as heat pooled to your core.

He kissed you like a starving man having his first meal and pure ecstasy ran through you veins at the feeling. His hands ran beneath your shirt, gently playing with your nipples before fully removing your shirt.

He took one of your perked nipples into his mouth and sucked at it, rolling it softly between his teeth, the other he okayed with in his hand softly punching and playing with it causing soft moans to fall from your lips as you bucked your hips, desperate for any kind of friction. But instead of heeding to your neediness he held your hips down to stop them from bucking and moved down from your nipples leaving a trail of wet kisses down your chest and stomach.

He stopped at the waistline of your pants, a smirk on his lips as he moved his hand to your heat feeling the wetness that has soaked through you pants.

“So wet for me already, baby” he kissed the top of your head softly before slowly removing your pants.

“Your so good to me, y/n. I could never leave you, even if you hurt me, even if it kills me. I would stay. With you.”

His words caused a shiver to run through your body as you arched into him.

He quickly removed you pants, then removed his own clothes. You sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him passionately, pressing yourself into him as much as possible. One of his hands tugged at your hair whilst the other found your clit and rubbed it in teasing circular motions causing a moan to fall from your lips at the pleasure.

“Hngh~ Ah- Sal, please, please fuck me” your voice came out breathy as he chuckled at your desperation.

“Alright, princess, your wish is my command” he guided his tip to your entrance, rubbing it along your clit before slowly entering it into you.

He held you close to him whispering sweet praises as you took him until you were fully on his cock, you bounced slightly trying to tease Sal, you were successful, he groaned tipping his head back and gripping your hips tightly before leaning into your ear, breathe hot and his voice deep.

“I’m gonna fuck you til you don’t remember your own name” A shiver ran down your spine at his words; and he nibbled softly at your ear love before pushing you back down to the bed.

He didn’t start slowly, no, he pulled out and then slammed back into you, holding you legs up to your head for better access.

A scream fell from your lips as he abused your pussy, repeatedly hitting your g-spot. You arched you back desperately bucking your hips to him and gripping the sheets desperately.

“Fuck, my love, you feel so good around me” he groaned, tipping his head back as sweet moans fell from your lips at the pleasure.

“Haaah~ Sal, m’gonna”

“It’s alright, love, cum for me”

He leaned down to you kissing you passionately as your orgasm ripped through you. He came quickly after his hips faltering as he released into you.

He pulled out and flipped you around so your ass was in the air and face was pushed into the pillows.

Goosebumps rose on your skin as Sal licked a line from your clit to your entrance, before grabbing his shirt and tying it around your eyes as a blindfold, you whimpered as all of your senses were now amplified and you could feel his hot breathe on you pussy and his bulge pressed against your thigh.

You moved your thigh slightly, trying to rub his dick but you received a growl and his hands holding you in place.

He kissed your aching core, then pushed his tongue inside you eliciting filthy moans from your mouth as he begun eating you out,

It wasn’t even five minutes before he had you cumming in his tongue.

He removed the blindfold gingerly pressing a kiss you lips. But despite your tiredness you were suddenly over come with the urge to mark him up so much that Ash wouldn’t fucking dare go near him.

You gripped his shoulders, pushing him to the bed so he was underneath you.

you straddled him, grinding against his cock as he groaned.

You sucked at his neck harshly, biting it softly every once in a while and once there was a deep hickey left you moved to the next one until he was gonna have a lot of trouble hiding all of them, not that you’d let him hide them.

He whined at the lack of attention to his dick, bucking his hips up, rubbing it against your ass. You giggled softly and hopped off of him your finger trailed down his chest to the base of his cock. You sat between his legs looking up at him with big eyes. He let out a soft ‘fuck’ looking at you before falling back into the pillows.

You rubbed his tip softly, before leaving a long lick on the underside of his dick from the base to the tip.

You kissed it softly before taking it slowly In your mouth. But apparently Sals patience had run out he gripped your hair tightly forcing you down, you gagged on his length as he began face fucking you, tears fell from your face as you desperately tried to keep up, sucking his length and swishing your tongue around him.

“FUCK, Y/N, M’GONNA” a loud moan left his lips lewdly.

His cum spilled into you mouth, the salty substance tasted gross but it didn’t stop you from looking him dead in the eyes, swallowing and licking your lips.

You fell beside him on the bed, cuddling into his chest listening to his heart beat as he kissed the top of your head.

“I love you” he said it so softly and sincerely that a smile couldn’t help but spread across your face.

“I love you too”

“Good because I never want you to ignore me again” he brought his hands to your sides tickling you as you squealed at him to stop.

It’s safe to say the next morning you both wore the hickeys you gained with pride, you especially, flaunting them at Ash.

[puckyess]

Hey! I’m not sure if your still doing the prompt thing for the UMich guys and if not that’s totally fine! But I was wondering if you could do #41 and #45 for Mark Estapa.

41. “You need some sleep.”

45. “Sleep is for the weak.”

Mark jolted as something sticky hit his cheek and bouts of laughter echoed through the room. He wiped at the residue on his face and grimaced when he picked up the sticky, half chewed fruit snack that had fallen into his lap. “What the hell, dude?” he questioned, waiting for the culprit to confess. Ethan shrugged, “you said to keep you awake until y/n called and you were falling asleep.” “I meant by like yelling at your video games or something, not throwing your half eaten food at me,” Mark grumbles. He was beyond tired, but the week had been a blur and he’d be damned if he missed the first real chance he had to talk to you tonight. Even if that meant subjecting himself to his obnoxious teammate just to keep his eyes open. Ethan pops another fruit snack in his mouth, “you didn’t clarify.”

On cue his phone vibrates in his lap. The involuntary smile on his face makes Eddy throw another wet fruit snack at him just as he answers your Facetime. You screech when the red glob is the first thing you see on the screen. “You don’t wanna know” Mark says, peeling it off and chucking it at his friend. Eddy dodges and calls his hello to you before escaping the room with a cackle. You giggle at their antics, missing being around the chaos.

“How was girls’ night, baby?” Mark starts the conversation, settling into his bed for the night, now that the pest is gone and he finally has his girl’s attention. You loved watching him situate the pillows so that they wouldnt fall between the wall and him climb in just to readjust his position 3 times before he was satisfied with the level of comfort. It made you think of the countless times he’d make you wait until he got everything just-so for cuddle time. Your slightly drunken state made you extra soft at the memory.

“Ugh it was so much fun, you’ll never believe what Rachel got herself into this time” you tell him, easily launching into her latest boy drama. You knew Mark probably couldn’t care less, but he manages a dramatic “oh boy, what happens on the next episode of the Rachel Show?”. Her love life really could be a reality show, made all that much funnier by your stable and happy relationship pov. He’s entertained by the way you laugh before you even get to the funny part and have to backtrack and fill in information as you go. You were quite possibly the worst story teller, a fact made worse by your wine brain as you called it, but he eats every second of it up, gasping in the appropriate places and peppering questions in here and there. Even at 1 in the morning you were animated, talking with your hands and bopping around as you got ready for bed.

Your flushed cheeks and the way your face softens as you continue to wipe more and more of your makeup off makes mark’s heart ache for you. He missed waiting for you in bed to finish your nightly routine or sitting on the counter and watching you. He doesn’t realize he’s frowning until he sees you pout. “Mark, i am too drunk and it is too late for you to be giving me those sad eyes right now. You’re gonna make me cry.” he knows it’s true, which makes him chuckle. “That is not funny” you tell him, but he’d earned a smile from you nonetheless.

“I’m just thinking about that time i picked you up from girls’ night and you had tears streaming down your face”

Knowing exactly which time he was referencing (yes, there were multiple), you burst out laughing, “and you were so concerned and ready to kick someone’s ass.”

“But really you just had thought you saw a stray dog and you were so sad that it didn’t have a home.”

“And then you pointed out that it was just on a leash that i couldn’t see from across the street.” you chuckle, finishing the story for him. it was stupid, you knew it was but it was one of those things that always got brought up and never failed to make you laugh every time.

“Enough making fun of me, how was your night?”

Mark rolls his eyes, “well i’m sure you can get the gist of it from the way this facetime started.”

“Ethan annoying the shit out of you? At least nothing’s changed”

Mark laughs at that, knowing eddy loved to get on your nerves as much as his. He paid extra special attention to bugging you whenever you came to visit. He knew you loved him just as much too. Really they all liked to annoy you or more accurately mark when you were around.

He goes on to tell you about the prank nick had pulled on dylan which made tears prick your eyes when he sent you the video evidence to go along with his storytelling. You trade stories and nothings about your day and week, catching up on all that was missed, until he yawns and gets that sleepy smile on his face. The one that tells you you need to wrap it up, but you really dont want to and apparently he doesnt either. “You need some sleep. You have a game tomorrow and class and you actually need to go this time,” you playfully scold him.

He grins back at you. “Sleep is for the weak. I wanna talk to you”

“But baby. Im doing all the talking” you tease him.

“Don't you always?” he teases you right back.

You couldn’t help that you always got an extra burst of energy around him and just felt the imminent need to share everything with him. And most of the time that came in the form of rattling off every last thought that came to your brain.

You feign offense and pretend to hang up the phone, but he doesn’t panic. “Stay on with me just a little longer, i’ll do the talking,” he bargains and you’re never one to deny him what he wants.

You switch roles, him shifting to sit up more and be more alert and you sinking into your pillows, propping his face up next to you as you lay on your side. He asks if you’ve heard anything about the new restaurant that opened up in town because he saw the menu and thinks you’d like it and promises to take you when you come visit again. He also shares that eddy tried to poison him with a new recipe two days ago, which you believe completely. “I don't know why you still let him try to cook. Last time i was there he almost burned nolan’s kitchen down,” you yawn. “Well he had supervision this time. And he used the grill so there was less of a danger.” “clearly” you giggle. The buzz in your system slowly starts to fade and the drowsiness takes over, making your eyelids feel heavy, but you can still see the soft look on his face when he echoes your words from just a few minutes ago, “you need some sleep.” your lips lazily lift into a smile and you hear yourself say, “Sleep is for the weak.” and Mark’s soft chuckle before giving into sleep.

[a-spacecadet]

So I read the junior novelization of BiA and just some thoughts I had…

First of all very interesting to see all the deleted scenes in this book, I know that a lot of BiA media is wildly inconsistent because of late script rewrites (I believe this was the reason but correct me if I’m wrong, I do know however that Joe Dante struggled with retaining his original creative vision).

I really love this one scene that I had never seen or heard before when DJ reminds Daffy that despite his wishes to be a James Bond-like action hero, Daffy’s just a duck while he’s a real man with “opposable thumbs” (weird flex DJ but okay). This prompts Daffy to respond “yeah but can you do this?” hitting himself with a mallet that splits him into tiny daffys who woo-hoo manically and then reform into regular Daffy. Idk just thought that would be visually funny to see animated.

I also LOVE this one silly scene when Daffy sees one of those ridiculous hip-hop t-shirts with him on it and wants to buy it. I feel like that is funnier then the fun but cringey rap scene in space jam 2, and feels more self-aware.

Then there’s these additions the book adds like…“the handsome security guard” like geez I know everyone loves Brendan Fraser but that felt weird to read lol but maybe that’s just me

Also I laughed reading the first lines of the book

Like someone really loved alliteration omg…but even still it sounds so angsty for freaking looney tunes lmao

I was kinda sad it skimmed over little parts I liked in the movie (i.e. subtle baffy moments). I do like that one deleted scene when Bugs and Daffy are making fun of DJ and Kate about being in love, and they are mocking them together. Idk if actual baffy moment but still cute.

Ugh I forgot how much I hate Kate…she’s painfully unfunny in the movie and even more so here. She quite literally vocalizes her thoughts in the most banal way and has zero subtlety. -10/10 character tbh Idk if that’s purposeful since she is supposed to represent the out-of-touch wb exec and is only concerned with 🤑🤑 but…still.

Oh another scene I forgot is when Kate mentions disparagingly that Daffy’s fan base consists of “fat guys in basements” I literally thought of Ferris Wheelhouse—I’m so sorry 😅. I also appreciate the little anecdote that Daffy is still thankful for his small fanbase when he makes sure that Kate counted “Henry too” (I think that was the guys name) I somehow found that actually kind of sweet.

I also thought this line was SUPER interesting and perhaps a tad bit insightful

First of all “trying to sound sincere” for his sake? For Daffy’s sake? Maybe Bugs is so known for his sarcasm that his sincerity is still taken as being ingenuine. If so that’s REALLY interesting to me. Also the fact he practiced that speech? 👀👀 Does this means Bugs typically rehearses everything he says? Kind of like what people with social anxiety do? Has he built up such a image for himself that he feels he has to keep up with that image? OR is this just because admitting he needs Daffy is a hard thing for him to say? Does his pride disallow him from encouraging Daffy so he needs to literally practice saying “I need you” when push comes to shove? Aaah anyway this was really cool to see. Also Daffy not buying it for a minute is also telling. 👀👀

Continuing on that thought, wouldn’t it be really sad if Bugs and Daffy couldn’t grow in their relationship with each other because of this very reason? Bugs could deep down really care about Daffy (which tbh in canon I really think he does) but Daffy will never realize this because of the walls he’s built to protect himself from being mocked or tricked by Bugs. LIKE AAAAHHH

tl;dr Interesting and cool read but it was just okay overall

[bloustorm]

5 headcanons aodeku reverse au. aoyama gets ofa from all might and izuku gets a quirk from afo and is the traitor

first of all panda ilu <3 you just moved up in my list

second of all idk if it would be funnier if it was dfo or not so that is open

Izuku got his quirk as a little kid not because of Inko or smth like that (his mom loves him like he is and also idk if she knows about afo but she probably would think it was to risky) he got his quirk because he did some research stumbled across the rumors shared it with katsuki and the little shit later dared him to try and get one like “i bet you can’t even find him, your so useless” izuku in fact finds him, afo is very amused that a little kid managed to find him while am is still searching for him, he especially finds it funny because the kid is clearly an am fan and still he went to afo (not that izuku knows of the rivalry) izuku starts to get a bad feeling but he wants to be a hero so bad and nice kacchan back and make his mom not sad anymore and of course he doesn’t really understand how big and bad this is. Afo gives him a quirk as long as Izuku promises to return the favour later. katsuki actually starts to bully him less because holy shit the nerd did it he got a quirk he found the man, can he now asks him to steal katsukis quirk? better not risk it

aoyama’s parent think long and hard about asking afo for a quirk and they almost do it but then they see aoyama play with a girl from his class that doesn’t seem to care and they rethink it because it seems like aoyama can still be happy even if he hasn’t a quirk, but his parents are worried so they make sure he gets a lot of self-defence classes so they don’t have to worry so much about their poor fragile kid,

izuku doesn’t want to be a spy but he promised and afo knows about his mom and kacchan and he can’t drag them into that or hurt them so he has to be and yeah izuku is very torn about it, if it was just him he wouldn’t hesitate so much in saying no (even if he might die) but it is not just him it is his family and friends too and he can’t do that to them, izuku is still almost the same izuku as in canon but now with the added paranoia of “will afo nuke me for getting todoroki to use his quirk?” and stuff, he tries to be as vague as he can with the information he gives but afo knows izuku can do better (after all little 5-6 year old him managed to find him) luckily afo does not know about izukus love to analyse quirks.

idk how aoyama and am meet and i’m just going to say aoyama actually ran into gran torino first, gran too one look at this sweet quirkless blond haired blue eyed kid and got a flashback to young yagi, (never thought i would think that) uuhhhh aoyama actually starts to like this funny old man who loves aoyamas habit of throwing glitter (i just decided that the girl was hagakure and she def encouraged the glitter throwing) uh toshi sees aoyama a nd how nice and gentle he is and how he wants to be a hero and his heart melts and he decides yes i’ll help or smth like that

izuku is very suspicious of aoyama and his quirk but he doesn’t think he got it from afo because he would have been told right? or maybe not? he decides to befriend him because that is the thing you do if you want to know a secret right? aoyama is just very happy that this nice kid wants to be his friend and also izuku sure needs a makeover his fashion sense is horrible, cue a lot of awkward shopping trips and late night sleepovers as aoyama tries to help mido settle on a style, they really like each other (and yes izuku panics over that) and are really sweet and soft with each other, hagakure loves to watch the chaos and katsuki can only roll his eyes (surprisingly these two bond over their respective friends)

[binniesthighs]

cherry knot | reader x ryujin

a/n: you may be thinking to yourself, ro! a gg fic?? how unlike you!! well, boy do i have news for you 😂 truthfully, i’ve always been toying with the idea of writing a lil somethin’ (esp for ryujin god i love her) so i thought why not! if this isn’t your cup of tea, that’s totally okay <3 those who do read, thank you so much for reading and i hope that ya like it hehe and let me know what you think of it! :D (thank you @dom--minnie​ for enabling me too ;) 

cherry knot | reader x ryujin 

🍒 Pairing: self insert, female reader x shin ryujin 

🍒 Genre: fluff n’ a lil bit suggestive 

🍒 Tags: friends to lovers, high school au (everyone depicted is 18+), all girls school au, high school crush!ryujin, shy!reader, confession of feelings, that good, good makin’ out, ryujin being flirty and smug as hell bc i love her, yeah this is just me gushing about shin ryujin, ro trying new things on the blog :) 

🍒 Word count: 2.9k 

🍒 CWs: mentions of food and eating reader included

The grass felt sticky and uncomfortable under your crossed legs, and when you swiped your hand against the skin, you could feel the indentation from the blades. Your knee-high socks felt itchy too; everything felt itchy. Even the cotton of your shirt felt like it was suffocating, and the bow tied around your neck which hung loosely should have hung even looser. 

To distract yourself, you plucked up the blades of green and tied them into knots absentmindedly. It was easier to pay attention to your idle hands compared to paying attention to her. 

Could she even tell that you were looking? Could she see out of the corner of her eye when she threw her cotton-candy pink hair behind her ear? Could she tell that you watched as she gulped down the lemonade and caught a glance at the peachy fuzz of her neck exposed by her collar? 

Stop looking. Stop looking. 

Your other friends tied up their hair in clips and with lazy hair ties to free their sweating necks from the sun. No matter the sweltering heat, it was always tradition for your picnic just before the summer vacation. One of them had brought a cake and each of the girls attacked it viciously with small forks and smeared bits of frosting on each other’s noses. 

“Come here!! You’re next!!” They beamed while launching themselves in your direction to dot your nose with the white cream. 

A flurry of high pitched giggles peeled out from each of you once another frosting victim had been dubbed. Your cheeks felt furiously hot knowing that she was looking; and that she was laughing along with the rest of them. 

“Awwww cute.” She adored with a smile that turned her dimples into whiskers on her cheeks. 

You quickly wiped it off with a handkerchief that settled into your damp hand.  

She’s looking, she’s looking…

The other girls pranced around the checkered picnic blanket in their white socks--undoubtedly painting them with green that their mothers would scold them for later. Their careless steps made a mess of the food wrappers and canvas backpacks that held down the corners of the thin fabric. The joyous cheers of the girls seemed to harmonize with the song of the cicadas in the trees; both sounds reminded you of the coming of the summer and the humid weather that makes the air dense. 

One of the girls brought out her phone and played loudly from it one of her favorite songs which she knew every word too, regardless of the fact that her tone was far from the singer’s. 

You and your friends never cared much for how others would view you. Even at school when you would march through the hallways arm-and-arm, others would stare at the way that none of you batted an eye at those who would glare. 

They were just jealous was all. 

“Be careful!!” You found yourself scolding, “What if you fall running around like that?” 

In response, your friends promptly stuck out their tongues in your general direction. 

“Don’t worry about it,” Ryujin coolly popped another cherry into her mouth from the bowl by her crossed legs. “If they fall, let them! It's funnier that way.” 

She threw a wink right at you, which you almost didn’t catch because you had quickly averted your eyes to become much more interested in the tiny tea-cakes. 

“You’re always worrying Y/n! Its summer!”

“I-I do not.” 

Ryujin chuckled in that way that always made you feel like your heart was just about ready to leap out of your chest. 

“Lighten up! Come on!” 

Before you could process it all, your friend patted down the wrinkles in her skirt and threw off her shoes. She rose, and neared your corner of the blanket with hands outstretched. 

“Stop worrying about things or if people are watching!” She scolded you with a cute and tiny pout, “Get up!” Ryujin wriggled her hands with emphasis to show you that you could take hold of them. 

“W-what…?” 

The other girls giggled on, hardly even noticing the two of you over their singing. 

You grabbed onto her hands, already loathing how damp your own felt against hers out of your own nervousness. She still held onto you tightly, saying nothing of them and helped you to your feet. Immediately she brightened once you played along and started to swing your arms in tune with the song. Your friend lip synced to the rap part and you felt just about ready to swoon from how cool she looked saying the words with ease. 

“Dance with me!! Don’t pay attention to people walking by or anything like that!” 

Ryunjin led you by the hand to the patch of grass with little white and pink flowers laced into it. You really did try to pay attention to dancing, but everything else seemed to be distracting even when you tried hard enough. She brought your hand up higher to spin her, and when she twisted, everything seemed to happen in slow motion: the billow of her plaid shirt, her rosy-pink hair which swiped just at her shoulders, even the way that the sunset melted behind her into swirls of sunburst yellow and vibrant orange. It was like she was all a part of it. 

“Your turn!” She said, twisting you too. 

You didn’t realize that you would have been as dizzied by it as you were, but when you lost your footing, she was just as quick to help you with her hands carefully grasped onto your shoulders. 

“You okay?” Ryujin asked, out of breath, but still genuine. 

“I’m fine!” 

Your knees wobbled with barely any strength to them, but you mustered every bit of confidence that you had to keep being this close to her. You surprised yourself when you reached back for her hands to continue swinging them between you. 

The other girls collapsed back onto the blanket in a pile of shallow exhales and airy laughs that they exchanged between them. 

“No more dancing, I-I can’t do any more…” One of them announced while leaning against the shoulder of another one of your friends. 

“I forgot! I brought this!!” One of your friends with pigtail braids dove deeply into her backpack and pulled out nearly all of the contents before finding the small cube-case which was decorated with an obscene amount of keychains. “My camera! We have to take some pictures so that we can remember this!” 

The other girls squealed in agreement and ganged up on her to fit into the frame of the white Polaroid camera that she had also splattered with stickers. 

“Here, I wanna show you something.” Ryujin drew your attention back to the blanket where she settled back down with her own bag draped over her legs. 

“What is it?” 

“Ryujinnie! I wanna take your picture too! Your pink hair is so pretty…” One of your friends cooed with a sad downturn to her lips, “I hope that you never change it.” 

“Hmm, I don’t know. We’ll see. My cousin has been saying that she wants to see what I would look like blonde these days.” 

The small talk didn’t concern you too much, you were more concerned with what it was that your friend had to show you. 

“I’m going on a trip with my cousins soon so we’ll see what happens.” 

Your friend sighed, and skipped over the mess of the blanket to pull Ryujin by the wrist to the walkway a little farther off. “You’d look so cute over here!” 

She pardoned her, and stumbled after the eager girl to let her take a Polaroid of her. Even from far away, you could still hear the two of them admire the picture with happy little expressions of “ah! I told you that it would look good!” 

The two girls returned, and you began to worry if your friend even remembered what she had said in the first place. 

What is it? What does she want to show me? 

“Shoot!!” Another one of your friends huffed out while looking at her phone, “I forgot that I have to tutor the middle schoolers today!! I’m late!!” 

The girls went to action in a mere matter of seconds sweeping up the picnic assortment and shoving the leftovers into their backpacks. 

You helped them and tried to look over to your other friend who didn’t return your glances. Perhaps she really had forgotten. 

You let your imagination run wild for just a few moments, although the more that you did, the more it all just seemed preposterous. Maybe it was a confession letter, maybe she had written for you one of those poems like she had liked to do, maybe she had rather wanted to talk to you about something...say something that you wanted to say back…

“I’m going to stick around.” Ryunjin said suddenly with her hands on her hips. “Y/n, you’re welcome to stay too if you want. We don’t exactly have to go home yet since the sun’s still up.” 

Your friends looked to you for your answer, to which you stammered out an, “O-okay…” The best that you could. 

“See you later!!” They called after with their shoes only half-slid onto their feet. 

You waved them off, but the farther that they walked away, the more the realization started to hit you that you were alone with her. The sound of your heartbeat echoed in your ears, and you calmed it trying to think about anything else but the fact that now her attention was truly undivided upon you. 

“You said that you wanted to show me something?” 

Your friend nodded, and patted the grass beside her for you to join her. She gathered up the small bundle of cherries left behind and positioned them into her lap. 

“I learned this trick a little bit ago and I wanted to show you!” 

“A trick?” 

She nodded, and plucked from one of the crimson berries a stem which she put directly into her mouth. 

“What are you doing?!” On the surface, it didn’t seem like the most sanitary thing to do. 

Ryunjin stifled a laugh and lightly hit you on the arm to chastise you. “Just wait a minute!” 

You watched in your confusion as her face contorted a little, and her eyebrows twisted like she was thinking. Her cheeks puffed a little too, and you could tell that she was doing something with it in her mouth--it was only then when you realized that you had been intensely observing her mouth. 

In your embarrassment you threw your eyes in the other direction, but it was no use one you heard her start to giggle at how flustered you had become. 

“It’s okay, you’re supposed to look.” She assured you. 

“What-what is it?” 

“Annnnd done!” Your friend proclaimed proudly and you struggled to meet her again without feeling like your whole face and the tips of your ears were burning up. 

Right on the pink of her tongue she had tied the stem into a tiny knot which she displayed proudly. 

“You...did that with your tongue?” 

“Mm-hm!” 

Your hands reduced back to their clammy state, and they found the grass between your own folded legs to find something to do. 

“That's...that’s pretty cool…” 

“I know right?!” 

Back came your friend's little dimples, and this time your chest started to feel like it was swelling with heat. 

Stop looking, stop looking…

“I can teach you how to do it some day if you’d like.” Ryujin’s tone dropped lower, and more serious in the way that some had thought to be intimidating. To you, there was nothing more that could make you feel the beat of your own heart more obviously. 

“Teach me? How??” 

The question felt like a butterfly in your lips, fluttering and ticklish, light and uncertain. You met her eyes the best you could; even though you knew that there was nothing about her that you didn’t already know, or that was threatening. 

Your friend tilted her head, inspecting you and the way that you could barely keep your glance away from her lips--stained just a little red from the cherries--then smiled. 

“W-what? What is it? Why are you smiling?” 

She sighed, and craned forward on one of her hands in the grass, bridging the distance between the two of you to caress down the side of your face, all the way to your jaw with the back of her fingers. 

“You’re just too cute.” 

“Hm?” Your chest threw itself up and down, and you could thinly feel the breath that tried to fill your lungs when she was this close. 

“I just can’t handle it any more.” 

“Me?” 

Ryunjin nodded, softening her eyes until they were nearly closed, and rid the two of you of all space, leaning over just so you could feel the weight of her chest nearly pressing into yours. At first, she placed the lightest of kisses into you, so light that it barely brushed against your lips, but merely imprinted upon them. She leaned back, leaving you with the ghost of a feeling of her upon you. It felt a bit unfair how fleeting it was, and how she looked at you like that: smug as ever, but as blissful as she always was. 

Your breaths tried to make sense of it all, if it had just happened, and what to think of it. As quick as it was, all you could want was to feel it again. 

“Ryu--” 

She cradled both sides of your face in hers, leaning in with more fervor and parting your lips with hers, leaving you to squeak from the sudden movement. You couldn’t figure out how to kiss back at first, or if you should hold her too. Your head felt like it was spinning in circles from your disbelief when you could taste the tiny tang of the sweet and sour cherries which lingered on her lips. She rubbed her thumbs into your cheeks, and angled you better to let her growing smile paint your own mouth from corner to corner. 

At last, you were able to find a rhythm which suited you, and you kissed her right back. She giggled at your stroke of confidence and the vibrations made your whole body tingle. Your feet had surely fallen asleep where you had folded them beside you, but the numb feeling of them dissolved once her hands fell to your shoulder where she held to you tightly. The pressure from the tips of her fingers made you shiver, and you too smoothed down the pink shine of her hair. 

The warm and ticklish feeling of her tongue grazed your lower lip where she changed her approach and deepened her kiss. The heat of tongues finally met in the middle testing and learning more of the other the closer that you became, and tiny airy gasps got stuck between both of your curiosity. In your lap, her hands found yours and they laced together and held tight; each digit wrapping the other and becoming one with the eagerness of her thumb rubbing little circles into the squishy parts of your hand. 

After the heat of your passion started to melt, you found yourself hiding your giddy laughter the best you could once she started to peck at your lips over and over until you felt like she had kissed you so close to the brim that you would overflow. 

“I said that you’re cute and I mean it!” She snuck the phrase in between a couple more kisses, eliciting you to fold up in your giddy embarrassment from the compliment. 

Ryunjin pulled away, and popped another cherry into her mouth from the bundle, then threw her arms around your shoulders. You simply let your hands rest in her lap covered by the plaid of her skirt; shaking from the release of the endorphins and the adrenaline. 

“Ryujin...I wanted to tell you that I’ve had a crush on you for a...really long time…” You shied, but she brought your chin back to look at her directly. 

“Good. Me too.” 

You couldn’t even process the combination of her words for them to make sense. White noise filled your ears, even though it should have been obvious from the way that she had kissed you like that. 

“Oh! Here. I wanted to give this to you too. Something to remember me by.” 

She reached for her bag, and pulled out a white-out pen from the front pocket. The Polaroid had faded into its full color, and she focused with her tongue peeking from her mouth as she wrote the message: 

see you soon <3 

- ryujinnie 

Over her head in the picture, she doodled a few hearts, then she blew on the ink to dry it. 

“For you!” 

You took the picture with your hands still thoroughly shaking, and all you could utter was a “thanks” while you took in your friend looking as gorgeous as she always was. You knew then that you would treasure the image forever, and the day which it was taken. 

“Who knows,” Ryujin started, and let her head fall to your shoulder where she nuzzled in, “This might be the last that you’ll see of my pink hair too.” 

You turned the picture over, already sensing how it made your heart feel like it was aching sticky and sweet, just like the cherries. 

~🌹~

Bunch of (Ro)ses! 

@minaamhh @dazzlehoseok @synnocence @jjewibeans @hyunsluvv @unexceptional-h @bobawithchaitea @lechanters @sailorhyunjinz @silencefavarchive @lunarskzzz  @yourdaddychan @bubblelixie @spnobsessedmemes @cherrychngkyn @iwanttobangchan @dom--minnie @waterthemoon @pastelracha @mistakensilence @hotgorloikawa @bowlofblueberries @lmhmins @eunaeiekim 

[tacticaldiary]

Having a relationship w/ Oikawa based on a bet and the gf heard it when the seijoh 4 talked about it making oikawa panicked when he knows his gf heard it.. ahh angst to fluff? Hehe thank youuuu

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This was fun to write. :)

Betting on You

Pairing: Reader x Oikawa Tooru

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, a lil fluff

He couldn’t lose her, anyone but her. He shouldn’t have accepted the bet. Needless to say, Oikawa Tooru has a lot of regrets right now. Opening up and being vulnerable to his partner was thankfully not one of them, even if it had ended up with them crying in each others arms. 

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Mumbling incoherently, Y/N reaches out next to her in the bed, trying to find the warm body that usually occupied the space next her. Frowning when she feels only the bedsheets, she opens her eyes and squints. There’s no one next to her. 

“Tooru?” she mutters softly, yawning and sitting up. He was always there, clinging to her, holding her close. Strange. She decides to wait for him, wanting his warmth to fall asleep with. The guy was like a living heater, which was useful during cold winter nights like this one. 

Twenty minutes pass and he still doesn’t come back. Furrowing her eyebrows, Y/N sighs and pulls herself to the edge of the bed, slipping on a pair of slippers. She shivers a little when the cold air hits her skin, but continues slowly towards the door to their shared bedroom. Opening it with a quiet creak, she immediately hears voices. A little confused, she quietly keeps walking, stopping at the doorway to the living room. 

She tilts her head in confusion when she sees Tooru laying on the couch, tapping away at his phone. It appears he’s on a voice call on speaker. 

“Almost three months.”

“Honestly, none of us expected you to last this long.”

Her eyes widen as she hears familiar voices. Matsukawa and Hanamaki?

“You’re still keeping him to that?” Iwaizumi? What were they doing this late at night? The clock on the wall tells her it’s 2 in the morning. 

“Obviously. I thought the money was pretty much guaranteed.”

“Can you blame us? He’s never kept someone around for more than a month.”

“Shut up.” Tooru's quiet voice reaches her ears. What money? What was going on?

“You’re not going to win.” comes Iwaizumi’s annoyed voice. “It’s Y/N.”

“Yeah, but before her it was also Mika-Chan and Yui-Chan and Hina-Chan and Aiko-Chan and-”

“Alright, I get it. Iwa-Chan’s the only one who’s on my side.” he pouts, cutting off Hanamaki’s annoying high-pitched imitation of him. 

“We still don’t know why. You’re obviously going to lose the bet. It’s inevitable.” Matsukawa claim confidently

...Bet?

“I’ll win in a few days, if you haven’t noticed. Nothing’s gonna happen in a few days.” Tooru rolls his eyes.

“And then you’ll dump her?”

Y/N suddenly feels cold, and it has nothing to do with the weather. Dump her? Bet? WHat was going on? Her mind was racing. Tooru hadn’t indicated that he was unhappy, or wanted to break up. He was always telling her how much he loved her. Was he lying? She felt a little sick at the thought.

“Yeah, the bet was to keep someone around for more than three months. You’ll be done in a few days. What’re you gonna do then?”

What?

“A bet?” she says aloud, her voice hollow with shock.

Tooru jumps and drops his phone, quickly turning around to see his girlfriend looking at him in horror. 

“Y-Y/N-Chan...” he scrambles to his feet and ends the call, wondering how much she had heard. “I thought you were asleep?” he quickly moves towards her, reaching out to touch her shoulder. He freezes when she backs away, shaking her head in disbelief. 

“A bet, Tooru? A bet?” 

“What-? Wait, Y/N...it’s not what you think-”

“Keep me around? You were dating me for a...bet?” her voice starts shaking a little, as she remembers how mere hours ago, he was holding her, assuring her how much he loved her.

“No! I-”

“Am I a game to you? A bet? Are you fucking kidding me?” She nearly laughs, because of course he would only date her for a bet. Of course. 

He frantically shakes his head, reaching out for her again, but thinking better of it when he glares at him with eyes full of unshed tears. His eyes widened. This wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn’t supposed to go like this. “Y/N-Chan, listen to me, please, let me explain.” he sounds panicked. 

She clenches her jaw. “I should have seen this coming. Of course the Oikawa Tooru wouldn’t go out with someone like me.” She lets out a bitter chuckle at his stunned expression. Before he can interrupt, she pushes on. “Why would you, when you have girls, so much more perfect than me, throwing themselves at your feet all the time?”

“Y/N-” he’s trying desperately to get a word in, wincing when she raises her voice to overpower his. 

“Mika-Chan and Yui-Chan and Hina-Chan.” she imitates, recalling the phone call. Tears she’s tried to keep at bay finally start trickling down and Oikawa’s heart twists painfully, knowing that he was the one who caused it. “Obviously, the only reason you’d consider me was because of a bet, a fucking bet, Tooru.” she cries out angrily. 

“Y/N-Chan, listen to me.” he says seriously, grabbing her shoulder and looking her in the eyes. “I love you. I’ve loved you since the beginning. The bet means nothing to me.”

Her next word feel like a punch to the gut. 

“Bullshit.” she whispers, before repeating herself louder. “Utter bullshit. You never loved me.”

“I did, I do!” he insists. 

“If you did, it wouldn’t have taken a bet for you to ask me out!” she roughly shoves his hands off her. Taking a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore his hurt look. “It’s my fault too, isn’t it? I should’ve known better than to accept dating the Oikawa Tooru, the school heartthrob, notorious for playing around.” her words are laced with venom and self-pity. “There’s always gonna be someone better. Someone prettier, skinner, funnier. I was stupid for thinking you would ever fall for me.” All her insecurities come spilling out, accumulated from months of dating him, enduring the comments whispered under the breath by jealous students, girls openly flirting with her boyfriend. She was stupid to think she would ever be enough.

Pushing past him, wiping her sleeves across her eyes, she storms back into the bedroom, Oikawa at her heels behind her. She grabs her pillow and a blanket, turning back around and moving to the couch in the living room. She does her best to ignore her boyfriend's desperate attempts to gain her attention, begging her to give him a chance to explain. She sets up the items and lays on the couch, pulling the blanket to her chin and turning to face the back of the couch.

She refused to sleep anywhere near him. When he doesn’t stop talking she says coldly:

“Leave me alone. I want nothing to do with you.”

“No.”

She pauses. “No?”

“Not until you hear me out.” He crosses his arms.

“I’ve heard enough.”

“It’s a misunderstanding. If you’d just let me explain-”

“I’ll be out of your hair tomorrow.”

He was dreading that. He really does love her, so fucking much. He doesn't want to lose her.

“Y/N-”

“I’m going to sleep.” She had never spoken to him in that tone before.

She hears a sigh after a few moments of silence, in which he realises that she was going to be stubborn till the end. Y/N hears him walk away and she buries her face in the blanket, silently crying to herself. She freezes when she hears the bedroom door close with a ‘click’ and footsteps approaching her. She turns around a little, to see Oikawa sitting at the foot of the couch with his own blanket and pillow. He doesn’t look at her, focusing on fluffing his pillow and pulling his thicker, warmer quilt over himself. He was equally as stubborn and wasn’t going to leave her alone like this.

She scoffs and settles back down again, still crying. If he notices, he doesn’t comment on it. The two lay in silence for a good thirty minutes. Y/N had stopped crying, but was still awake because how the hell was she supposed to fall asleep after what she had learnt? 

She’s startled when she suddenly hears Oikawa’s soft voice. “I love you, you know? I really do. Ever since I saw you in Chemistry last year. You caught my eye so quickly, and I flirted with you for weeks before you got the hint.” he laughs breathily. “You didn’t want my attention like everyone else, and I was curious. It felt different to be the one trying to get someone else’s attention.” he takes a deep breath, and she realises with a start that she’s never heard him this vulnerable. He probably thinks she’s asleep. 

“I was planning to ask you out before and I told the others and they laughed at me.” he frowns at the memory. “The assholes thought I was kidding, that I wasn’t serious. Iwa-Chan was the only one who took it seriously. I don’t blame them, cause I’d only ever dated for fun before.” He breathes in deeply again, steadying his voice and Y/N’s eyes widen when she realizes he’s holding back tears. 

“So when they bet that I couldn't last more than 3 months with you, I agreed, but only because I was going to ask you out anyway, and I intended on staying as long as I could. As long as you’d let me stay by your side.” He lets out a sad, watery chuckle, and Y/N feels her stomach drop. She never wanted to hear that sound from him again.

“I...shit, I don’t want to lose you. I can’t. You’re the only one for me. I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving you.” A strangled, muffled sob, reaches her ears, and it takes all of her willpower to remain still. 

“I’m serious about you...about us. You’re not a game, you never were. I just wanted to be with you. I want to be able to hold you again.” another muffled cry, as he buries his face in his hands. He’d never willingly let anyone see himself like this, not even Y/N. He was glad she was asleep. 

“I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry, princess.” he stays where he is, sitting up leaning back on the couch, calming himself down, letting out soft hiccups every now and then. 

Y/N is wide awake, thinking over his words. They had to be genuine, right? He had no idea she was awake. He had sounded so...real and vulnerable, nothing like the strong façade he usually put up in front of others. Taking her chances, she discreetly moves, eyes widening when she sees the state he’s in. 

One of his hands is over his mouth, muffling his small sobs, Y/N wants to cry as she realises it’s probably so he doesn’t wake her up. His other hand is clenched tightly in his brown hair, his knees drawn to his chest. His face was blotchy and red and wet with tears. She’s never seen him like this. She moves and he doesn’t notice. 

Sitting directly behind him, she gently grabs the hand in his hair, to which he nearly jumps out of his skin. Y/N would usually laugh at the reaction, if not for the way he was looking up at her. She eases his hand out of his hair and holds it, tugging him up to the couch. He hesitates, before climbing up, sitting on the cushion next to her. 

“You-” his voice wavers, and he tries again. “You were awake?”

She nods, glancing at their connected hands, before staring at the ground. She hears his sharply take in a breath. 

“Y/N...love, I meant it. I meant every word, I swear.” 

“We’ll talk tomorrow.” she mumbles, tugging on his hand again, until they're both laying on the couch. She reaches over and grabs Oikawa’s quilt and pulls it on the two of them. She relaxes against him when his arms automatically wind around her waist and he buries his face in her hair, pressing small kisses on her. Each was an unspoken apology. 

She knows he’s crying when she feels the tears hit her skin. 

He knows she’s crying when he can feel her shaky, irregular breaths.

They lay there, eventually falling asleep clutching each other tightly, both of them hurting on the inside. They would have to have a serious talk tomorrow, but both had a blooming hope that they would pull through. 

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