#…maybe. hopefully. lol. but if you are dude… why are you here lol. didn’t you block me for a reason (read: aiyuu)? why did you come baaaaack

[deus-ex-mona]

open invitation to everyone who hates reading my tls and stuff~

[hoejosatoru]

Roster Hopper

Pairings: Fem!Reader x College Au Karasuno players (separately, except for Tsuki & Yamaguchi)

Summary: You make a bet with your best friend and co manager that you can sleep through the entire Karasuno roster, without the team finding out. 

Word Count: 8.4k

Warning: reader having sex with entire team lmfao, maybe reader is slightly manipulative at times? I don’t think so but tagging just incase, oral (fem receiving) in multiple different positions, light spanking, p in v sex in different positions, men whimpering lol, oral (male receiving), fingering, thumb in ass, squirting, spit, sorta voyeurism, threesome (Tsuki and Yams) virginity loss (Yams), semi public sex, brief drinking mention MDNI

A/n: Changed my original idea to just y/n trying to go through the roster bc you plus a friend is a lot and trying to write around the team not finding out would be hard SO here we are. Y/f/n = your friends name. I didn’t want to have to think of a random name. If you don’t have someone you can just slot in Kiyoko or something. I also bolded each players name so if you want to skip to a specific dude, hopefully it is easier to find. Enjoy!

“How long have they been at it?” you asked your friend as you were filling up water bottles for the third time this practice. If you weren’t so used to the sound of volleyballs being smacked around, it would probably have driven you crazy by now. It was your second year as Karasuno University’s volleyball team manager and you loved it. Water bottle fill up runs and all.

“Too long,” your friend replied, “I don’t get where they get the energy from. I’m tired just watching them.”

“Same.” You screwed the last bottle shut. “But the first years are really good. I think we have a shot this year.”

“Oh without a doubt,” y/f/n’s nodded. “And if they keep practicing like this they’ll only get better. They’re pretty cute too, not that is going to help them win games.”

You laughed. “I was waiting for your say something.” Your voice dropped a little, so none of the boys could overhear you. Not that they were really paying attention to either of you at the moment. Volleyball is life and all. “We have a really cute team, don’t you think?”

Your friend nodded and whispered back. “For sure. Who do you think is the cutest?” This is why you were glad you convinced your best friend to manage with you. Nothing passed time like gossiping about boys with a friend.

“Hmm,” you considered, “Kageyama is cute. But you know how I like dark haired guys. Nish too. Never thought I would think a short guy was so hot. Don’t tell him I said that.” You didn’t want to offend him, but you had a sneaking suspicion all he would care about was that you called him hot. Him and Tanaka were a bit girl-crazy. They were the only players that shameless flirted with you and your friend. You liked that about them; it was fun.

“No, for real! I think Asahi has to be the cutest though,” you friend replied. 

You nodded. They were all pretty good looking guys, so you couldn’t argue. “But the real question is, who do you think is the best in bed?”

Your friend took a second to think about it before answering. “Daichi.”

“Really?”

Your friend shrugged. “I mean he’s one of the oldest, so he’s probably got experience. Plus he’s the captain.”

You snorted. “What does being captain of a volleyball have to do with being good in bed?”

Your friend huffed in faux annoyance. “Well it makes sense in my head. Who do you think then?”

“Honestly maybe Nishinoya.”

“I think you just have a crush on him.”

“Shut up. But also Sugawara. It’s the quiet ones you gotta look out for, you know?”

Your friend nodded. “Totally. Maybe we gotta hunt down their past hook ups and do a survey.” You both laughed, drawing the attention of Tanaka.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing!” You both answered in unison, before turning your back to the court to laugh more. As ridiculous as the conversation was, it sparked your curiosity. You couldn’t deny that you'd thought about hooking up with some of the players. You watched them run around and get sweaty for hours everyday, what else were you supposed to think about? You’d never actually done it, though, not wanting to ruin any friendships with the guys. They could be a rowdy bunch, but you did love them dearly. 

That, however, didn’t stop you from hatching a crazy idea. “What if we didn’t need other people to find out.”

Your friend’s eye brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I will do all the research,” you replied. She gave you a look that told you she still didn’t understand what you meant. “I sleep with all of them and then we’ll know who the best.”

Y/f/n looked at you like you were crazy. Which, to be fair, maybe you were. “You can’t be serious. All of them?”

“Well not at the same time,” you replied, like a smart ass. Your friend rolled her eyes. 

“Obviously. But that’s still crazy! There’s so many of them.”

“There’s not that many. Just nine of them. Give me the whole school year and I could do it,” you responded. 

“No way you can,” she replied. 

“Wanna bet?” You challenged.

“Absolutely,” your friend replied, “500 bucks says you can’t sleep through the team by the end of the school year.” Damn 500? But a big challenges calls for big stakes. 

“You're on.” You shook hands. “Now let’s figure out the rules.”

After a little discussion you both agreed that besides the obvious of having to get through the 9 players by the last day of school, they couldn’t find out about what was going on. If you were to tell them about the challenge, some of the players might do it just to help you. You had to get them in bed organically. Additionally, you couldn’t request certain sex acts. You both wanted to know how they tried to please women without any bias. If you started telling them what to do, it would mess with the data. Because this is super scientific, obviously.

Y/f/n allowed you one get out of jail free card if someone found out, but it had to be contained to the one person. If the whole team finds out, game over. You didn't need to provide any proof, but you did have to share your ranking with y/f/n at the end, which you were more than happy to. Any other issues that came up, you both agreed to figure out as needed. Simple enough.

“I’m not even going to bother asking you who you think will be the easiest,” your friend said. Both your eyes floated over to Nishinoya and Tanaka, making you both snicker. “But who do you think will be the hardest?”

“Daichi for sure,” you replied, “Doesn’t seem like he’s a hook up guy, but we’ll see. And Tsuki, just cause he can be a jerk.”

Your friend snickered. “He seems like the type who wants spank girls and make them call him daddy.”

You grinned. “I guess we will find out.”

A week later you were at party hosted at the team house. It was the perfect venue to make your first move. Only the upperclassmen could live in the house, but during parties the whole team plus many others were invited. Tonight’s party was particularly crowded, being that it was still early in the year and most people didn’t have much work to do yet. The crowd would make it easier for you to sneak away unnoticed, even with other teammates around.

You set your sights on Nishinoya first. You figured he’d be easy to get in bed, plus maybe you did have a little crush on him. You were super keen on finding out how he was in bed. Maybe it was because of the drink you had, but you were feeling bold. You decided to take a super straight forward, simple approach with Noya.

“Noya, do you want to have sex with me?” you asked when you managed to pull him to a private corner of the party. You almost laughed at how his eyes bugged out of his head.

“Are you serious? Tanaka didn’t, but you up to this as a joke, did he?” he asked.

“I promise he didn't,” you replied. “Just think you’re cute. Do you wanna?”

Nishinoya thought this was better than his birthday and winning nationals combined. “Fuck yes I do. When?”

You giggled at his enthusiasm. It was so endearing. “Right now?”

God he really was a lucky guy, he thought. “Fuck.” He chugged the rest of his beer for good measure. “Yeah let’s fucking do it.” You looked around to make sure no one was watching, before slipping up the stairs to his room. Luckily, his bedroom was on the second floor, which no one really came to. The parties stay in the basement or on the main floor, so you felt safe now that you made it up unnoticed.

The second he closed the door to his room, you pounced on him. You couldn’t help yourself. To be fair, it was very much a mutual pounce. Nishinoya kissed you eagerly, bordering on desperate, but in the best way. You pulled away, both of you breathing heavy.

“Before we do this, do you mind if this stay between us?” You asked, batting your eyes innocently at him. He was putty in your hands at this point; you knew he would agree to anything to get in your pants. “I don’t want it to be weird if the other guys found out.”

“Of course, I won’t tell anybody,” he nodded. You were back to kissing him, very desperately now. You were still standing by his door, pulling clothing off each other. Instead of wasting two steps to get to the bed, Noya just spun your around and bent you over the dresser right there. He was not a patient man and you were not complaining. 

He slid your underwear odd, cursing. “Fuck you don’t know how much I’ve wanted to do this,” he cursed. You giggled, glad your crush had been reciprocated. Before you could get any words out, Noya was on his knees behind you, burying his face in your pussy. You gasped in surprised as he licked up your arousal, his tongue sliding through your puffy lips. 

“Fuck Noya!” you cried as he sucked on your clit. His hands massaged your thighs and ass, keeping you spread for him. He hummed and groaned into your cunt as he ate you out, clearly enjoying it very much. Much like when he kissed you, it was eager and desperate and so fucking good. It didn’t take long before you were cumming all over his tongue.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he gushed, wiping your release off his face. He dug a condom out of the top dresser drawn, grinning eagerly at you.

“And you’re so fucking good at that,” you replied.

“I’m even better at this,” he replied, sinking his cock into you. Your body arched, surprised by the stretch. Noya’s thrusts were rough and frantic, clearly chasing after his high. He gripped your ass tightly, giving it a few smacks, but nothing too hard. You pressed your body back against him, loving that he wasn’t afraid to go for it. Your fingers scratched along the wood of his dresser as you tried desperately to hold on.

It was no use, though. Within minutes you were moaning his name and cumming on his cock. Noya, who was overjoyed he didn’t bust the second his slid in, let himself go the second he felt your velvety walls clench around him.

“Fuck, y/n, so fucking good.” 

You gave Nishinoya a long thank you kiss before getting dressed. You agreed to go down first and then he’d come down a few minutes later so it wouldn’t be obvious you were together. You left his room grinning. And just like that, one was crossed off the list.

A week later you decided to try your luck again. Tanaka mentioned he was going to check out a frat party and you asked for a ride there, which he happily agreed to. As far as you knew no one else on the team was going to this party, so it would be the perfect opportunity to cross him off the list.

The party sucked; it was way too crowded and the music choices were awful. Not to mention, the house was a mess. It made the volleyball house look spotless in comparison. It worked in your favor, though, as Tanaka was more than happy to take you up on your suggestion to chill in his car.

“Dude I thought frat parties were supposed to be the best,” he said, closing the car door behind him.

“Did you see the bathroom? That shit had to be a biohazard,” you replied. 

Tanaka laughed and nodded. “So gross. Sorry I dragged you here.”

“No worries, I wanted to,” you replied. You gave him a faux shy look. “I just wanted to hangout with you, honestly.”

Tanaka perked up. “Really?”

“Really.” And since being so honest worked the first time, you figure why not just go for it again. “Would it be weird if I said I was trying to get in your pants.”

Tanaka blinked at you, certain he didn’t hear you right. “You wanna get in my pants?”

You laughed and nodded. “Yeah, is that a bad thing?”

He shook his head. “No that’s a good thing! A great thing.” 

“So...” your eyes flicked down to his lap. “Can I?”

“Right now?”

“Why not?” you replied. “We are in a dark spot. Your windows are tinted. No one will see.” You leaned in a little further, letting him peek down your shirt. “It will be fun, don’t you think?”

Tanaka did not need any convincing. Fucking his hot manager in his car? He may have dreamed about this exact scenario. Literally. Tanaka pushed back his seat as far as it would go and helped you climb on top. The way he kissed you was so similar to Noya you had to bite back a laugh.

You wasted no time pulling your top off, which Tanaka was very happy about. His face was in your tits before you could even get your shirt fully off. He sucked at the sensitive skin, flicking your nipples with his tongue. His hands gripped your tits roughly, but not unpleasantly. You rocked your hips against his,  letting out a hum of pleasure. Tanaka was already hard underneath you.

“I could die happy right now,” he mumbled against your tits, making you laugh.

“At least fuck me first,” you replied, half joking. But also half serious because you were on a mission. 

Tanaka took that as instruction. “Shit, I got you.” He pulled his cock out of his pants then cursed. “I don’t have a condom.” 

“Don’t worry, I brought one.” You fished it out of your purse and handed it over.

“Damn you really were trying to get in my pants huh?”

You smiled. “Maybe.” 

Tanaka rolled the condom on, then pushed your skirt up and underwear to the side. He let his tip run through the slick before slowly pressing into you. He hissed a little, feeling your pussy suck him in. Once he was all the way in, you pressed your hands against his chested and rolled your hips. 

“Fuck, just like that,” Tanaka groaned, watching where his cock disappeared inside you. His hands ran along your hips and ass, helping you rock yourself on him. He leaned in, continuing to suck on your tits. The car windows fogged, the small space filled with the sound of your breathless moans and his cock thrusting into your wet pussy.

Tanaka wasn’t one to make the woman do all the work, so he planted his feet on the car floor bucked his hips up to meet yours. The deep spot he hit made your head fall back. “Tana-nngh-” your words were cut off by a cry of pleasure. You creamed around him, setting him over the edge. He spilled into the condom while groaning into your chest.

“Tanaka, can you do something for me?” you asked once you caught your breath. He was still buried inside you.

“I’d do anything you ask me right now, not gonna lie,” He replied. 

You laughed, even though he wasn’t joking. “Don’t tell anyone we hooked up. I just don’t want the other guys judging me, you know?”

“It’s in the vault,” Tanaka replied seriously. “And if you ever want to do that again, please call me.”

Two down, seven to go.

Your next opportunity didn’t come until about a month later. You were alone with Asahi in the library studying for midterms coming up. “I need a break,” Asahi sighed, pushing his books away from him.

There was your opening. “You took the words right out of my mouth,” You replied. “My roommate is away right now. Wanna go back to my dorm and watch a movie?” You gave him a look that hinted that maybe it wasn’t just a movie on your mind.

Asahi blushed. “I-I don’t want to intrude.”

You waved him off. “You won’t be. C’mon it will be fun.” With that, you both packed up your things and headed to your dorm. You told Asahi he could sit on your bed while you set up the movie. He sat on the edge of your bed, looking a little nervous. It made you laugh that such a large, handsome man was easily flustered. “Relax, Asahi, you can lay down if you want.”

You hopped on the bed, laying down in front of him. You were in the spooning position, but not touching. You rectified that by slowing drifting closer to him. When your ass met his front, you wiggled as innocently as you possible could. You could feel Asahi shift nervously, though he unmistakably pressed closer to you. It wasn’t long before you could feel something hard poking at your ass. 

“I can feel that, Asahi,” you teased.

“I’m so sorry y/n, I didn’t mean-”

“Shhh,” you hushed him, “I don’t mind.” You reached back, taking his hand in yours and leading it down into your leggings. “Maybe this will make you feel better.” You guided his hand to your pussy, letting him feel your wetness. He let out a low groan. You took your hand away, letting him touch you how he pleased.

“Do... do you want me to...” Asahi trailed off as he continued to play with your pussy. 

“I think you know what I want, Asahi,” you purred his name. He cursed into your hair, breathing in the sweet scent. He brushed it aside, kissing your neck a little. You titled your head, allowing him better access. Then you got needy, so you craned your head back, allowing you two to kiss. He a gentle kisser, sweet and passionate. His hand slid up your shirt, giving your breasts a few soft squeezes. “Do you have a condom?”

Asahi’s cheeks tinted but he nodded. “In my wallet, yeah.” He fished his wallet out of his back pocket, pulling the little foil out. You wiggled your ass agains him, urging him on. He slipped his cock out of his pants, rolling the condom on. His tip nudged at your aching hole. “You sure?”

“Please.” Asahi slid into you slowly, letting you adjust. His arm wrapped around your waist, holding you to him while he thrusted into you. You arched your back, getting him deeper.

“Y-you feel good,” he mumbled against your neck. You quickly learned that Asahi was not shy about moaning. Hell, he was practically whining as your swirled your hips. He was so close to your ear, the sound giving you goose bumps. It was fucking hot. When he slid his hand down and started rubbing your clit it was your tone to moan.

“Asahi don’t stop,” you said breathlessly. 

“Fuck I think I’m gonna-” His voice broke off in a low groan as you felt his cock twitch inside you. He didn’t stop fucking you even as he came, which pushed you over the edge. A warm rush filled your body as you finished. You finally turned around, giving him a soft peck. “Sorry about that,” he mumbled, embarrassed. 

“Don’t be silly, I really enjoyed it,” you assure him. “But if it’s okay with you, let’s not tell anyone we did this. You know how the guys are. If they found out...”

Asahi nodded in agreement. He definitely didn’t need his teammates knowing he came quick. “I promise I won’t tell.”

A few days later, you were sitting in practice, reflecting on how your strategy to get through the 6 guys left. It was half way through the first semester and you only had 3 done. You weren’t too concerned yet, but you knew you couldn’t keep letting so much time pass between each guy. You were so deep in thought that you didn’t notice Tsukki come up beside you.

“I know what you’re up to.”

You startled, giving him a confused look. “Huh?” 

“You’ve been hooking up with the guys on the team.” It wasn’t a question.

You tried to keep your voice even, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Tsukki rolled his eyes. “Don’t play stupid. I saw you leave the library with Asahi last week. Then earlier in the semester you were sneaking around parties with Noya and Tanaka.”

You raised a brow. “You stalking me or something?”

“We are in the same friend group at a small university, it’s not that hard to put together. If you have half a brain at least,” Tsukki replied. “I just don’t understand why.”

You let out an annoyed sigh. Your back was to the wall, you had to tell him. “It’s for a bet. To see if I can hook up with the entire team by the end of the year.” It felt stupid saying it out loud, especially with Tsukki’s judgmental eyes watching you.

“So why are you hiding it? I’m sure these idiots would be more than happy to sleep with you for whatever reason,” Tsukki replied.

“I can’t it’s part of the rules,” you explained, “So if you tell anybody I’m totally fucked.”

“I’d say you’re already quite fucked,” Tsukki replied with a shit eating grin.

“Haha,” you replied dryly, rolling your eyes. “But seriously, don’t blow this for me.” He went to open his mouth but you cut him off. “And no blow job jokes.” His mouth shut, but you could see the gears turning.

“So you kinda owe me a favor, don’t you?”

“If you’re going to ask me to sleep with you, don’t bother. It’s already a part of the plan unfortunately,” you replied.

“Ouch,” he yawned. “But that’s not what am I asking. At least not exactly. I want a three way with Yamaguchi.”

You were shocked but also not at the request. You knew they were best friends, but they seemed like they would be completely different in bed. “Have you told Yams about me hooking up with the other guys?”

“No, I figured I’d keep my mouth shut until I had more information,” Tsukki replied. “But I’ve been trying to help Yams lose his virginity. This seems like the perfect opportunity.”

“Wow what a selfless friend you are,” you replied sardonically

Tsukki shrugged. “I can admit I want to try a three way for selfish reasons, too. What guy doesn’t.”

“And you think Yams wants to lose his virginity with you there?”

“Yeah, he’ll be less nervous. I promise I won’t tell him or anyone else about your stupid bet if you do this.” You agreed. Although Tsukki was annoying, you couldn’t deny that a 2 for 1 would help a lot. You just had to text your friend to make sure it was within the rules.

Y/f/n: hmm I think as long as neither of them no what it’s for, one three way can be allowed

Y/n: Tsukki knows. that asshole figured it out. I have to use my get out of jail card on him -_-

y/n: but Yams doesn’t know, Tsukki will make up some other story to tell him

y/f/n: As long as Tsukki doesn’t tell Yams and no one else finds out then I think it’s fine. Good luck with that lmao 

A week later you were in Tsukki and Yams’ shared dorm room. They’d pushed their beds together for the occasion, which was honestly quite funny. Tsukki looked almost bored and Yamaguchi looked nervous. Typical. 

One thing led to another and you were on their combined beds kissing Yamaguchi while Tsukki pulled your bottoms off. For his lack of experience, Yams was a good kisser. Definitely a little nervous, but sweet. You went at his pace, twisting your fingers through his hair making his breath catch.

“Watch this, Yamaguchi. You have to get her nice and wet before putting it in,” Tsukki told his friend. His fingers were rough and warm as he dragged them through your lips. He rubbed circles over your clit, making sure his friend knew that spot was very important. His long fingers easily slid inside you, pressing spots that were hard for you to reach. You let out a little gasp, which made him smirk. “Take over for me Yams, you gotta practice.” 

They swapped places, Tsukki slipping his cock out when he reached you. “Suck me off.”

You narrowed your eyes. “A please would be nice.”

Tsukki gave you a fake smile. “Please suck me off.” You didn't bother arguing, taking his cock in your mouth instead. He was annoyingly big. Maybe the biggest you had yet. Asahi may have been thicker, but Tsukki was definitely longer. You used your hand on his base while your lips and tongue focused on his tip. Meanwhile, Yams was getting the hang of fingering you. He copied Tsukki exactly, his whole face and chest flushed at the sight of your wet pussy sucking in his fingers. Your moan vibrated through Tsuki’s dick as he hit a sweet spot. 

“Fuck,” the blond cursed, pulling out of you. He didn’t want to cum just yet. “Move Yams, let me show you how to fuck her.”

Yamaguchi’s face flushed a deeper shade of red. “Okay.” Tsukki spread your legs  open after slipping a condom on. He pressed inside you slowly and you so badly did not what to gratify him with a moan, but you couldn’t help but let one slip.

“Sh-should I put it in her mouth?” Yams asked. 

Tsukki shook his head. “You won’t last. You need to be hard so you can fuck her.” Yams nodded, watching his friend roll his hips into you. “I’ll make her cum so she’ll be nice and sensitive when it’s your turn.” Tsukki rocked his hips against yours, holding your thighs wide open for him. You hated to admit it, but it did feel really good. His cock, like his fingers, hit spots deep inside you. His thrusts were surprisingly heavy for his thinner frame. A damn near devious smily spread across his face as he felt your pussy clenching around him. He rubbed your clit with quick circles, finishing you off.

“Fuck!” you cried, your head falling back on the pillow. Pleasure pulsed through you as Tsukki fucked you through your high. He pulled himself out of you with a hiss, stopping himself from finishing. He wanted to do that in your mouth. 

“Your turn Yams.” Tsukki yanked his friend down between your legs. Yams cock ached as he look at your fucked out expression. He couldn’t believe he was going to lose his virginity to the hot older manager. He said a silent prayer that he didn’t cum the second he put it in. 

You sensed his nerves and comforted him. “Don’t worry, Yams, you’ll do good. Let me.” You took the condom out of his shaking hands and rolled it onto him. He whimpered a little, sensitive to even your touch. “Whenever you’re ready, yeah?”

He nodded, holding your thighs like Tsukki did and slowly pressed inside you. He slid in easily, thanks to Tsukki. He let out a whine feeling your warm, wet walls squeeze him. He tried not to focus to hard on that as he rolled his hips into you. You were extra sensitive, just as Tsukki said, making each movement feel extra good.

“So good, Yamaguchi.” You had no problem encouraging the younger guy. You always thought he was sweet. “Doing so good.” Yams blushed and kept it going. 

“Now, where were we?” Tsukki asked, an obnoxious ring in his voice. You rolled your eyes at him but took his cock back in your mouth without protested. You took him deeper, urged on by how his composure cracked. Your tongue ran along the vein on the underside, making him curse. Yams continued to rut desperately into you, making you moan onto Tsukki. You emphasized the sound both for Yams’ confidences and to break down Tsukki. 

Tsukki used his free hands to play with your tits. He gave your nipples a hard squeeze, sending a jolt of pleasure through you that made you cum again. Yams cried out your name, summing the second your walls pulsed around him. Tsukki’s hips twitched as your lips tightened, spilling into your mouth. Everyone was a panting mess by the end. 

“Thanks, y/n,” Yams said as you finished getting dressed. “And I won’t tell anybody, I swear.” You exchanged a look with Tsukki, who nodded a silent agreement that he would continue to keep his mouth shut. You couldn’t help but smile as you left; you were over halfway done.

You went the rest of that semester without crossing anyone else off the list. You were okay with that, though, since you were still on track. Your next opportunity came during the last week of the winter break. Practice had started again, but not everyone was back to campus yet meaning they were smaller. And meaning  Hinata was more desperate for someone to stay and throw him extra tosses.

“Sure Hinata, I’ll help you out,” you agreed. Everyone else had cleared out of the gym, glad to not be the one Hinata targeted. You tossed him for awhile, admiring the strength of the small first year. He was the biggest wildcard to you. You weren't sure if he was gonna be really good or really bad.

“Ugh, I need to get stronger,” Hinata grumbled after his last spike. It looked plenty strong to you, but it gave you an idea.

“I've heard increasing testosterone can make you stronger,” you replied, tossing up another ball for him.

“Really? How can I do that?” 

“Having is sex is one way.” Hinata dropped out of the air, the ball you tossed bonking him in the head. You laughed at the surprised look on his face.

“Sex?”

“Have you not heard of it?” you teased.

Hinata grumbled, “I have! I just didn’t know it could help like that.”

You shrugged. “That’s just what I’ve heard at least.” You took a step closer to Hinata, looking him in the eye. “We should give it a try.”

Hinata’s eyes widened. “Wait are you serious? Like right now?”

“Yeah! Let’s do it and see if your spike gets better.” You knew he couldn’t resist the offer, which he did not. Hinata practically pounced on you. Have sex with he pretty manager AND improve his spike? Sounds good to him. You were all over each other as you got down to the floor. Clothes flying off as you went. You weren’t sure why you felt so particularly excited, maybe it was the risk of getting  caught. All you knew is that you suddenly wanted Hinata badly. 

Hinata was just as eager with you, his hands all over you. His kisses were a little sloppy with need, but you loved it. Your tongues mixed slid your hands over his toned torso. Hinata bunched up his t shirt and put it under his head like pillow. He hooked his arms around your thighs and pulled you up his body. “Sit on my face?”

How could you say no to that. The second your pussy made contact with his mouth he was all over it. His tongue pressing into your soaked entrance, then his lips sucking your aching clit. You forgot yourself, rocking your hips against his face, though Hinata didn’t mind one bit. He loved how your plush thighs squeezed his face as you chased your high. 

It didn’t take long for it strike you, swift and strong as lightning. You bit down on your lip as your moaned his name, trying to not alert anyone who may be walking outside what was going on in the gym. Hinata lapped up every bit of release before you slid off him. In an instant he had you flipped over, with him now on top. 

“You taste good,” he grinned, his lips shining with your release. You pulled him in for a sloppy kiss, tasting yourself on him. “I think I have a condom in my gym bag, give me a sec.” And he really meant ‘a sec.’ Hinata was back at one top of you in a flash, rolling a condom onto his hard length. You didn’t get how he was so damn fast.

You both let out content sighs as Hinata pressed into you. Hinata fucked you hard and fast. He just couldn’t hold himself back when he felt your velvety walls wrapped around him. You were not surprised by his energy in the slightest, but you were surprised by his strength.

“Nngh- Hinata! Right there,” you moaned. You wrapped your legs around him, keeping him close to you. With just a few more heavy thrusts, your orgasm was milking his cock. Hinata’s head fell back while he filled the condom with his release. A mixture of a moan and a whine slipped from his parted lips. 

When you were both redressed, Hinata was already asking for a toss to see if worked. You couldn't help but laugh. Only Hinata would be thinking about volleyball after sex. You indulged him, tossing the ball, which he rocketed over the net.

“Holy shit! You were right y/n, that was so much better!’” Hinata beamed.

“I knew you could do it!” you replied, “But can I ask you not to tell anyone we just did that. If the other players found out, they may pester me to help them like that too.” Hinata agreed, happy to have his only little secret weapon for better spikes. 

6 down, 3 left.

A week or so later, Hinata and Kageyama were bickering in practice, as they do. However, Kageyama seemed more annoyed than usual, so you decided to check in with him after practice to make sure everything was okay.

“Oh, yeah Hinata’s just been... particularly annoying,” he replied, seeming oddly nervous. Or maybe uncomfortable.

“Particularly? What do you mean?”

Kageyama shifted. “Well, he's been bragging about hooking up with this girl...” You stiffened, wondering if Hinata spilled the beans.

“What about it?” you asked, trying to keep your voice even.

“I thought he was bull shitting at first because he wouldn’t tell me who it was. But then he started going into a gross amount of detail and I knew he wasn’t lying.” You let out a sigh of relief, which Kageyama misread. “I’m sorry that was probably weird to share.”

You shook your head. “Not at all. Why does it bother you so much, though?”

Kageyama blushed a little. “Well, it’s kinda of embarrassing, but Hinata and I compete about everything. He’s hooked up with 4 girls this year and I’ve only 3.  I guess it’s kinda fucked up to compete over that.” No more fucked up then your own competition, you thought.

“Not at all,” you assured him, “Friends do shit like that all the time. I’m sure those girls would have hooked up with you both either way.” In your case with Hinata, you knew it was true. They were nice, good looking guys, who wouldn't want to? “Why don’t you tell Hinata you hooked up with someone else.”

“Lying would be so lame. If he realized, I’d never live it down,” Kageyama replied.

“Who said you had to lie?”

Kageyama’s brows furrowed then raised when he realized what you mean. “Are you saying...”

“I’m saying, we hook up and then you can tell Hinata you’re back to being tied without lying,” you finished for him. “We don’t have to tell anyone either. Hinata not telling you is the perfect excuse to not tell him. He won’t have to know it was a favor.”

“Seriously? Are you sure y/n? I didn’t tell you to make you feel like you had to,” Kageyama replied. He was trying to be polite but you could tell the wheels were already spinning in his head.

“I’m sure. I’d do it even if it wasn’t for a favor.” Kageyama blushed. 

“Thank you so much.” No, thank you, you thought.

And so a few days later you found yourself in Kageyama’s dorm, sitting on his lap with your back pressed to his front. An interesting request, but you didn’t deny it. And now you were very glad you didn’t

“Fuck Kageya- oh,” your voice was a strangled moan as he played with your pussy. His calloused fingers moved expertly over your most sensitive spots. You felt almost like his opponent. You could tell he was observing you closely, noting every spot that made you tick. The whines that escaped your lips meant he found the perfect pressure to rub your aching clit. Your hips bucking showed him the sweet spot inside you that drove you crazy.

“You like that?” it was more of a statement than a question, really. He knew you loved it. All you could do was nod. Kageyama had both of his arms wrapped around you from behind. His middle two fingers on one hand plunged into your pussy, pressing your g spot. The other hand rolling your clit, driving you crazy. 

If it didn’t feel so good, you’d almost be embarrassed at how fast you came. Kageyama felt it immediately, letting you fuck yourself on his fingers. You ground against him, his erection pressing into your ass. It made you both desperate for more.

“Need you,” you gasped, reaching back to give him a squeeze through his pants. Kageyama groaned deliciously before pulling his sweats down just enough to free himself. He was riding high from just making you cum and couldn’t wait to feel your walls squeezing him. After he rolled the condom on, he angled your hips back so he could slide in. 

“Fuck,” he hissed. Even better than he imagined. You couldn’t help but immediately start rolling your hips. Kageyama sat back a moment, watching you fuck yourself on his cock. He squeezed your hips and ass, keeping your rhythm steady as you rocked your hips. 

He spread your ass a little, a gasp escaping your lips as you feel him spit on you. You did not expect that from Kageyama. His thumb circled the tight rim of your ass before pressing inside.

You cried out something incoherent as the pleasure you felt heightened. Each roll of your hips felt extra intense, now that he occupied both holes. As if that wasn’t enough, Kageyama reached forward to toy with your clit again. Your body surged with pleasure as you squeezed around his cock and thumb. Even as your orgasm hit, the pleasure didn’t subside. If anything it was build and -

“Oh god,” you whine as a gush of release left you. The composure Kageyama had been holding crumbled at the sight. He groaned, burying his face in your neck as he came. Even lost in his own pleasure, he never faltered, letting you ride out your high completely. You didn’t move from his lap when you finished, not trusting your legs to hold you. “Holy shit Kageyama,” was all you could manage.

“Was that good?” This time the question sounded genuine. You almost laughed, as it sounded like how he asked the spikers if they liked his set.

“Very good.”

Two to go.

You debated saying fuck the whole competition and going back to Kageyama for seconds. It wasn’t against the rules, technically, but your competitive spirit kept you from straying from the goal. Besides you really wanted that $500. Still, you hadn’t pursued either Sugawara or Daichi yet, knowing you’d have to be careful with them. They weren't as easily... won over as the others. Little did you know, Sugawara had his sights set on you, 

“Hey, y/n, need any help?” he asked. You were in the team’s storage room, taking account of all the equipment. It was part of your job to make sure everything was in good shape and put in orders for more as needed. Normally, your friend and co-manager helped you with the task, but she was sick, leaving it to you.

“That would be great, if you don’t mind,” you replied. Sugawara joined in organizing and taking stock of everything. The two of you chatted easily as you worked. Sugawara was one of your favorite players on the team. He was incredible kind and you appreciated his sense of humor.

“Hey, y/n, have you ever had like a bucket list? Or something like that?” Sugawara asked. 

“Sure there’s a list of things I’d like to do,” you replied. “Why do you ask?”

“Well... I’ve always thought it would be fun to hook up with someone in the team room. I guess that makes me a stereotypical jock, huh?” 

You laughed. “Oh? So did you only offer to help in hopes of getting laid?”

“No I swear, I didn’t,” he laughed, “But this does look pretty bad now.” 

“It’s all good,” you replied, “I’d be happy to help.” If only he knew how much he was help you.

Suga smiled. “I promise I’ll make it worth it.” He pressed you agains the wall, gently, and kissed you. You welcomed his soft, warm lips. His kiss was sweet and soft, but there was a hunger behind it that made your stomach flip. The next thing you knew, Suga was on his knees.

“Can I?” his warm, brow eyes looking up at you pleadingly. You nodded and he hooked his fingers into your leggings sliding them off you. Suga put one leg over his shoulder, placing a soft kisses on your inner thigh. Once he’d teased you enough, he went for your pussy. He had a gentler approach, almost like making out with your cunt, but it still drove you wild.

“Suga,” you let out a content sigh. Your hands tangled in his hair, pushing him further into you. Suga hummed approvingly, loving the pretty noises you made. Your leg went weak as Suga sucked on your clit, but his grip kept your firmly upright.

“Cum for me, pretty,” Suga murmured. With the flick of his tongue you did just that. Breathless moans fell from your lips as a warm surge of pleasure filled you.  The second you finished you were pulling Suga up to kiss. You tasted yourself on his lips, kissing him deeply. Your hands went to his shorts, pulling at them. Suga chuckled at you. “Lemme.” 

He pulled a condom out of his pocket before slipping his cock out. You hugged him tightly as he pushed into you. Suga rocked into you slowly at first. You kissed his neck, murmuring how good it felt. Suga hooked his hand under your knee, pressing it up so he can get deeper. The angle urged a moan from you that made his cock ache. “Feel good?”

“Yes,” you gasped into his neck. You dug your nails into him as you reached the limits of your sensitivity. He continued as he felt your pussy tightening around him. He was panting and moaning in your ear, a sound you could only describe as pretty.

“That’s it let go for me,” he urged. You couldn't help but comply, your body going slack as your second orgasm washed over you. Sugawara sounded even prettier when he was cumming. His hips stuttered as he released, holding you close. You held each other as you caught your breath.

“This will stay between us, right?” you asked.

Suga smiled. “It will be our little secret.”

Just one left.

It was spring break and the end of the school year was on the horizon. You had a lot of big assignments due at the end of the year, opting to stay on campus to get them done. You found out Daichi was doing the same, leaving him alone at the team house for a week. You knew this was probably your only shot.

You offered to work with him so he wouldn’t be alone at the house, which he happily accepted. You spent the days being each others moral support getting through your tough assignments and insuring the other person took breaks. It did help a lot, Daichi was good at keeping you on task and you were good at helping him not over stress himself. It was the last night of break and you both finally finished your assignments. The relief was palpable, but so was the tension. You got the sense that Daichi was flirting with you at times, but he was hard to read. You were anxious to finally finish your other assignment. You knew if it didn’t happen now, it probably wouldn’t at all. 

“So how should we celebrate?” you asked. You were sitting on this counter, swinging your legs idly. 

Daichi looked at you, catching something suggestive in your voice. “Sounds like you have an idea.” He held your gaze in a way that felt like an invitation.

“Well, I have been thinking about something...” you trailed off, smirking a little.

Daichi stepped closer to you. “Oh? And what is that?” 

You leaned forward slightly, which drew Daichi closer to you. “Might be easier to show you.”

“I hope you do.” He was standing between your leg then. There was only another beat of tense silence before you pulled him in. He gripped your hips, kissing you deeply. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting Daichi control the kiss. “Wrap your legs around me.” When you did, Daichi lifted you off the counter.

He carried you to the bedroom, placing you gently on the bed. You continued to kiss as clothing came off. Daichi slipped his fingers between your legs, sliding them into your pussy. He pumped them into you, stretching your pussy and making it slick. “You want more?” he asked against your lips. 

You nodded and he pulled a condom out of his bedside table. He put it on positioned himself between your legs. Daichi was really thick, maybe thicker than Asahi. Even with him fingering you, it was a stretch. “Fuck you’re tight,” he groaned as he bottomed out. He kissed and sucked your tits as he snapped his hips against yours. Once you got used to it, the stretch felt good. Your hips bucked up to meet his, pressing him deeper inside you

“S’big,” you whimpered. Daichi pressed on your lower stomach, heightening the sensation of him inside you. His thumb went down to your clit, rubbing circles over it. Your back arched of the bed as a surge of pleasure seized you. Not just pleasure, pleasure and triumph. Your orgasm was heightened with the satisfaction of winning the bet. 

Daichi fucked you through your orgasm until his own took him over. He groaned into your, slowing his thrusts to enjoy every last moment.  He pulled out when you both finished, rolling over on the bed next to you. “Well I am significantly less stressed now.”

You laughed. “Same.” He had not idea how much stress he just took off your plate. “Would it be okay if we didn’t tell anyone, though? The guys on the team are kinda immature. If they found out...” You let him fill in the blanks of his teammates finding out he hooked up with the manager. He absolutely did not want that mess to happen.

“Absolutely. It stays between us.” 

Success.

A few days later you sat with your friend in your dorm filling her in and counting your cash. “I still can’t believe you did it.”

“I know, honestly I’m impressed with myself.”

“Okay but I have to know, how did they do?” You friend has asked you for details along the way, but you insisted on saving it for the end. 

“Let me preface this by saying they were all good, and I would hook up with any of them again,” you stated. You explained that Yams was last, mostly just because of his inexperience. You would, however, not mind being with him again one on one and really rocking his world. 

“You’re gonna scare the poor guy,” your friend commented.

You grinned, “I think he’d like it. Anyways...” In a surprising turn of events, Daichi was next.

“No way.”

“Yeah I mean it wasn’t bad, but he needs to do more foreplay,” you explained.

“Fair enough.” 

Next way Asahi, another surprisingly low 3rd year. You explained that he lost points for cumming quick, but the way he whimpered and moaned was hot so you couldn’t be that mad about it. Next came Tsuki, who you wished could be lower, but alas it was good. 

“And his dick was really big. Like the biggest on the team.”

Your friend laughed. “No wonder he’s so cocky.” 

Tanaka was next. A solid fuck, no complaints.

“He is super into boobs.”

Your friend rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I think anyone who’s ever met him coulda told you that.” 

Next was Suga. “He’s just like... so sweet dude. It was almost kinda romantic.”

“You really need to go on more real dates if you think fucking in the team storage closet is romantic.”

You laughed, “I swear it was! He was best of the third years by far.”

Next was Hinata. “You did WHAT in the gym?” your friend questioned.

“Yeah, I know, I know. Kinda crazy.”

“Very crazy. But please go on.”

“Unsurprisingly, he had tons of energy. But I was surprised by how good he was. I should’ve known better than to underestimate him.”

Next was Nishinoya. “He was so good. And so eager. I just know he’d be super fun in bed the more you get with him.”

“You sure it’s not your crush talking?”

“Shut up. This is all totally objective scientific work.”

“Wait... so does that mean... Kageyama?”

“Yes!” You told her about how he took you by surprise. That he was amazing with his hands and knew exactly how to work you up. And that he made you squirt.

“No fucking way.” 

“Believe me, I was shocked too.” 

You spent the rest of the night gossiping over the experiences and who you wanted to have a round 2 with.

A/n: this was kinda a convoluted idea and I didn’t really know how to end its lmao. But hope you enjoyed tysm for reading<3

[ravengards-rogue]

bright as the morning, soft as the rain

sebastian (stardew valley) x reader

✧ tags : gender neutral reader, canon divergence, a lot of author liberties, alcohol, fluffy, pre-relationship, mildly suggestive but sooo mildly lol.

✧ wc : 3.4k (this is ridiculous lol)

✧ a/n : the thing to get me out of my writing slump being sdv fanfiction is hilarious.

hi! this is the first part to a silly little alternative first kiss series i have planned for the stardew romanceable characters. i think the other ones will be shorter (hopefully but lol).

i will link the rest of them as they get posted. i hope u like. rbs appreciated. also tagging @antique-remains (hi this is fang on my side blog lol)

✧ synopsis : sebastian wants to do anything but think of you. he's failing miserably on that front. sam and abigail are not helping.

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“Earth to Sebastian,” Sam snaps his fingers in front of Sebastian’s face. Sebastian jumps in his skin. “What’s with you today? If you’re not gonna take our pool playing tradition seriously, I’m not playing.”  

He swipes a hand over his face, cursing under his breath. Half-empty Joja-Cola can sits directly besides his pool stick, the faint air of smoke and liquor in the air. Right. He’s here to play pool.  

 He pinches the bridge of his nose with exasperation, shaking off the feeling before scratching the back of his neck.  

“No, sorry. I wanna play, just…give me a sec.”  

“Got something on your mind Seb?”  Abigail prods, unfortunately intuitive. Sebastian scowls at her. She stands to her feet to get closer, sitting on the edge of the pool table with her cheek turned just enough to look at him. Her smile is coy. “A certain someone, maybe?”  

His scowl deepens, lip curled in distaste. “No. Move. You’re in my way.”  

“You’re a bad liar.” Abigail says with a resigned sigh, arms crossed. “You weren’t this spacey last time you dated someone. ”  

“Fuck off,” Sebastian sighs. “It’s not like that yet.”  

Abigail grins before Sebastian can  correct the slip up. “Yet. Yet, he says.” 

Sebastian feels himself blush. “Ugh.” 

He sighs as he stands back up, leaning against his pool stick. Sam stops whatever he was doing (messing with the pool table deliberately, Sebastian assumes), taking newfound interest in the conversation.  

“Oh, you two talking about our new neighbor?” 

“Not really new. It’s been like… what a year or two almost?” Abigail adds. Sam shrugs.  

“That’s true. But it feels new to me anyway.” Sam says. He gives up on pool it seems like, abandoning his stick on the table in favor of navigating to the box pizza balancing on another table nearby and his drink. Sebastian watches him shimmy a slice of the pie, not bothering to blow on it as he eats. “Oh is that why your heads in the clouds? Figures.”  

“I didn’t say that. Abigail said that.”  

“And you’re saying she’s wrong?”  

Sebastian huffs. “…Yes.”  

Sam laughs good-naturedly. “Pfft. Uh-huh, yeah. I super believe you.”  

“Fuck you both.” 

“Come on, Seb. It’s not like everyone in town doesn’t know.”  

Sebastian’s frown deepens. “Not everyone.”  

Sam seats himself on the couch again and Abigail joins him. It creaks under the weight of them as they get comfortable together. Sebastian stays where he is, sitting on the tables edge with a drink in his hand and an itch for a cigarette.  

Sam counts on his fingers. “Your mom knows. My mom knows. Abby’s mom knows. If they all know then our dads definitely also know. Who else does that leave? Our towns tiny dude. Like I’d say Elliot doesn’t, but he’s here on Friday’s and he catches up with gossip all the time. So basically everyone.”  

“…Shit.”  

“See? Told you.”  

Sebastian doesn’t need everyone to know what’s going on between you. He doesn’t even know what’s going on between you. It’s taken him longer than he cares to admit to even acknowledge that there was something there. And he didn’t know it was mutual until recently when Abigail came dropped by to tell him she overheard her dad explaining old Pelican Town traditions on dating and romance. 

(Abigail always describes things in excruciating detail, adding all the bells and whistles. This makes her great to play the Solarion Chronicles with.  

It also makes her  good at artfully recounting interactions. He can easily picture you the way she said she saw you, overalls  half unbuttoned, dirt covered and leaning over the counter just slightly giving Pierre your rapt attention.   

The thought of it is enough to trigger some sense of affection he’s never entirely felt before.)  

It’s not like Sebastian is against the idea of dating you, it’s just— 

“I think you should go out with them Seb. I like ‘em a lot more than your exes.”  

Sebastian sighs. “You guys know why I’m on the fence.”  

Sam shrugs. “Does they even count though? They’re not actually from here. They live here sure but they didn’t grow up here.”  

“Right? That’s what I think too. Might as well go for it.” Abigail shrugs, glancing at Sebastian. “I really don’t get why you’re hesitating. Something else has to bugging you.”  

“I thought that too.” Sam adds. 

A faint blush creeps up his neck. He loves his friends and sometimes, he appreciates how well they know him. Times like this, he thinks it wouldn’t kill them to be a little less perceptive.  

They’re not wrong. It is something of a flimsy excuse to try not to think about you. Sebastian has always had a not dating policy about people he grew up with. He nearly dated Abigail in highschool and it was a shitshow. So he’s vowed to never do it again.  

But that’s not the real reason he’s been rejecting the possibility in his head. He uses it more for himself than anyone else. It’s not like he can give them the real answer because he thinks it’s one hundred times more embarrassing.  

How the fuck is he meant to tell them the reason he keeps hesitating to define your relationship is because he feels like he likes you too much?  

That’s the real reason he’s going in circles about it. It’s so cringe it makes him want to break out in hives but well, it is true. Sebastian likes you—like really fucking likes you—and it’s freaking him out because he thinks it’s the first time he’s really liked anyone.  

Dating has never been all that fun for Sebastian. It wasn’t something that felt meaningful. He dated mostly in college and only one of those relationships lasted a significant amount of time. And even then the relationship was never all that genuine. They ultimately broke up because Sebastian realized they were fundamentally incompatible. As bad as it sounds, there wasn’t a real sense of attachment there, not once. It was just convenient for both of them. He realized at that point he should probably just focus on himself.  

That was about when he moved back home to the valley to live with his family in his post graduation.  

And he had honestly expected it to be another few mundane years, akin to his early adolescence. He was so sure that he would spend it with the same restless feeling in his stomach, the same longing to be somewhere else. If he could never feel any belonging, at least he wanted to be somewhere he could blend in. He thought for sure moving back to Pelican Town was going to be nothing but dreadful and boring and existential. That he would come back and remember why he wanted to leave in the first place.  

Until one day, someone from the city moved into the old, overgrown farm and turned the entirety of the valley upside down.  

When you met for the first time, Sebastian honestly didn’t care. Nothing goes on in Pelican Town, so he figured you’d be the main subject of gossip for a few weeks before ultimately blending into the background of his life just like everyone else. He also didn’t think you’d last long living here. You were part of the corporate rat race he so detests and you didn’t grow up in the valley. It’s a hard place to get used to after living somewhere more populated.  

Against all odds  though - you did stay. And you’ve integrated yourself so much with the people living—himself included here it kind of baffles him. He doesn’t entirely remember what it was like before you came here.   

Sebastian couldn’t have predicted in a million years that that stupid help wanted sign in front of Pierre’s store would start actually being useful. But lo and behold, at least three times a week he finds you with full pockets - jogging after whomever last posted to give them what they need. And you do that without anyone really asking you too.  

You’re just so… helpful. And social in a way he can’t describe. Everyone in town has nothing but nice things to say about you. You’ve given everyone a gift on their birthday thus far. You’re keeping the entire economy afloat with your farm right now and you regularly clear those mines out for monsters. You even paid for the bus to get repaired, too - so now it’s up and running again.  

You’re full of surprises. And easy to adore, himself included.  

What surprises him most often is how easy it is for him to be around you. He doesn’t turn you away even when you visit his room sharply at 9am and hover over him in bed. He doesn’t get even the slightest bit upset when you have a mundane and disruptive conversation hours before he usually gets up. He keeps everything you’ve ever gifted him, and he often thinks of inviting you to things he does with his friends. He smiles when he sees you running around doing some chore, frantic and covered in muck - all mess and sunlight.  

You’re… nice. Honest, hard-working, and cheerful. Kind. Sincere in wanting to know him. You should completely and utterly exhaust him given those are your main characteristics. You should be someone he’s simply fundamentally incompatible with. 

But more than anything, you’re thoughtful. And it disarms him so utterly he feels overwhelmed by the thought. From the start, you put in a lot of effort into maintaining connections and he was no different. It’s just impacted him so much more than he thought it would. If he lets himself think too far on it, he really won’t stop thinking about you.  

To the point he’s been picturing what it’s like to live on the farm.  He’s in deep. 

Despite all of your idiosyncrasies, you really seem to give a shit about things in a way that feels utterly foreign to him. This extends to anything and everything. It extends to Sebastian, and it shows in the ways you don’t undermine him. Little things. You take his work seriously and apologize for disturbing him, you don’t immediately take the side of his family when he talks about them despite being friends with them too, you don’t interrogate him about what he is or is not comfortable with. You show up and linger in his life, and then you go off to your own thing. 

More and more, he gets the urge to stop you before you go. It’s too much. It makes him act…lame and he’s not too fond of it. He’s never really felt this strongly about anyone before and he’s a little bit of a wreck about what it does to him. So it’s not that he doesn’t want to date you, but more that he does so bad he doesn’t even want to admit it.  

 But well.. He isn’t sure it’s even working. As soon as you walk into a room it’s like— 

He’s lost in his thoughts for a while, only to get pulled out of them by some big commotion happening in the main part of the saloon.  

“Ah, you’re here. What perfect timing kid,”   

Shit. Shit  

Only somewhat obscured by the distance and wall separating their space from the bar - Sebastian catches a glimpse of you and feels something uncomfortably warm in his chest. His friends both make little oooh sounds, no doubt planning to do something stupid. He should intervene but he gets too caught up in pretending he doesn’t see you. Turning away stiffly, he pretends to be looking at something else while he listens on your conversation. It’s not too hard to hear, anyway.  

“Hi, Pam.” He can practically hear the smile in your voice. “Here’s your ale. Managed to grow a hops plant indoors this season so the brew is pretty fresh. It’s strong, fair warning.”  

A beat of muffle conversations follows up with a a loud sigh. “That’s exactly what I needed. Your pretty good with your liquor and spirits, huh kid? Thanks for the drink. Here’s what I owe ya.”  

“Selling alcohol under the table at my establishment? Tsk tsk.” Gus adds.  

It’s at this point Sebastian lets himself look at you properly. You lean with your elbows against the counter. You look a mess like usual, but you’ve got on a cowboy hat today that Sebastian finds ridiculously cute. You smile at Gus sheepishly.  

“Sorry. Can I buy myself a drink to make up for it?” You offer.  

“I’ll do you one better and give it to you on the house.”  

“Aw, what? Can’t let you do that Gus.”  

“You can and you will. You’re always looking out for everyone. Here, it’s a nice imported IPA. Nice and cold. Have a drink and go relax. Some of your friends are here too tonight I think.”  

“Oh?”  

On cue, you turn your head to the group of them. When you and Sebastian meet eyes, you brighten visbly - all smiles. He’s so caught up in it, he doesn’t even catch Sam next to him until he throw an arm around his shoulder and waves you over.  

You weave through the tables until you cross the threshold of their little hide-out. Abigail greets you first with a short sidehug before you go over to him and Sam.  

“Hey,”  

“Hi Sam.” You pause, tilting your head. “Did you cut your hair? It’s shorter than usual.”  

Sam beams. “I did! And you’re the first one to notice, other than my mom. Goes to show who my real friends are,”  

Sebastian nudges him, pulling away from his grip. “I see enough of your face everyday. There’s nothing for me to observe.”  

“It looks nice,” You add. Charming and genuine. Sam smiles at you. 

“Thanks,”  

Sebastian is weirdly jealous until you address him in conversation. “Hey to you too Sebastian.”  

His heart thumps. This is ridiculous. He swallows. “Hey. Uh. How have you been?”  

Awkward. So awkward. You smile a little and lean on the pool table besides him with your drink, taking a sip. “Good. Busy as usually getting ready for Winter. Renovated our coop recently so I’ve got a whole bunch of baby bunnies I gotta take care of. Went and bought another heater, some extra hay. Just farm stuff. Not very interesting,”  

“I find it interesting,” He replies quickly. You lip twitches in a smile.  

“I’m glad.”  

“Baby bunnies sound so cute,” Abigail adds. Sebastian glances at her as she joins the rest of them. “What else have you got in there?”  

“A little of everything. Chickens, ducks. I’ve got a void chicken too, kinda freaky. Oh and these little dino looking guys.”  

Abigail looks bright eyed. “Would it be like… weird if I asked to go over? I kinda wanna see them?”  

You laugh. “Not at all. I don’t mind. You could honestly go over whenever but it’s hard to navigate the farm if I’m not there, though I’m trying to fix that this upcoming winter.”  

You glance then at Sebastian, eyes almost sparkling. “You should come over sometime, too. You’d like the void chicken I think. And I’ve got a slime hutch.”  

Sebastian sputters at the obvious invitation only barely managing to cover up the shock to his system. You don’t seem put off, but it’s obvious you know what you’re doing. He’s going to explode.  

Abigail and Sam make not-so-subtle eye contact before Sam clears his throat.  

“Well, uh, me and Abi are gonna head out. We’ve got some stuff to catch up on, but there’s still a few hours until the saloon closes so you two should stay here and finish up  our drinks and stuff. Uh… yeah. See you again,”  

Sam nods, quickly rifling for his things. Abigail follows in his foot steps.  

“Mhm, yep. See you,”  

Sam gives him one last encouraging look before turning around and leaving. The two of them scurry off in a blink of an eye, before Sebastian can get a single word in about the situation or tell them to stay. And now he’s alone with you, quietly wondering if it’s as awkward as it feels.  

You’re the one to break the ice. “Do you have anywhere you need to be tomorrow?”  

Sebastian blinks. “Uh no. Not really.”  

“Me either. We should stay back then, for a little while.” You offer with a shrug. “Why not, right?”  

Right. Sebastian is being really chill about this entire interaction. “Right.”  

“I’m glad I got to see you tonight,” You say, out of the blue. Sebastian nearly jumps in his skin at the admission. “I’ve been pretty busy with the growing season ending so I haven’t been you know, able to come by as often. I don’t know if it made a huge difference to you but—“ 

“It did.” He blurts out. Your mouth opens then closes again, a blush crawling up his neck as he tucks his chin in embarrassment. “It was uh, weird for me. I know you’re busy and I like my alone time but I did… miss you.” 

“Yeah?”  

He’s almost too afraid to meet your eyes. When he manages  - you’re smiling fondly, sweetly with a sense of amusement. It rolls off of you in waves and it becomes clear to him in that split second that you don’t really intend to hide how you feel despite him being so hellbent on making sure he does. You’re not hiding that you like him. It feels stupidly warm and fuzzy.  

You look like you’ve been working all day and you smell a little like grass and rain in a way that makes him want to draw that much closer to you. So he does, leaving into your space.  

“Yeah.” He manages, barely getting the words out without being a complete wreck. “It’s new for me.”  

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder or whatever they say.” And then, even more sweetly. “I missed you too.”  

Fuck. You’re… fuck.  

Sebastian pretends to wipe something from his face just to cover it and make his blush less obvious. This is embarrassing. He likes you so much and for what.  

There’s a million things he wants to tell you but he can’t find the words for any of them. So he tucks in on himself and wonders how the fuck he would ever go about actually dating you.  

You inch closer to him. Tentative, until your thighs are touching. He doesn’t move away.  

Suddenly, you’re close to him than you’ve ever been. Looking from the corner of your eye, Sebastian turns his head to meet your gaze. You’re an inch apart, and he’s looking at your lips - slightly chapped from the weather. The faint scent of alcohol on your breath makes him dizzy. Your smile is what does him in ultimately. A subtle tug at the corners of your mouth, a little teeth. Something about it precious.  

“Hey,” You mutter.  

“Hm,”  

“Can I kiss you?” 

He responds with leaning forward to do it first. It’s chaste and easy, and he does it because you’ve already taken so many first steps and he should, at least, take this one. So he leans into kiss you and it feels like his whole body is melting. It’s brief and light and he pulls away before it feels like it should be over.  

You part for a breath, a single heartbeat - before your hands go up to cradle the side of his face. You kiss him deeper that time. A real kiss where he can taste you enough to know that you drank - one he would only want to do in the privacy of this confined spaced. He feels you in your entirety  - returns your gesture with a careful hand on your waist that you don’t pull away from.  

And it doesn’t stop. Like neither of you want it too, despite everything else. Despite the fact he’s doing this in the bar of his hometown where everyone will gossip about it without doubt, and despite knowing that  - the drive to kiss you is stronger than his usual sensibilities. So you kiss and kiss and kiss, short presses followed by long, firm ones. A slight brush of tongue, the soft nip of teeth as you tease and tug. All mirth and amusement and fondness and bravery and god he is so into you it’s ridiculous.  

You manage to pull away from each other after a while. His lips are tingly. And there’s a sheepishness to you both that makes it hard for him to look your way.  

“Hey, Sebastian.”  

He clears his throat.  

“Uh. Yeah?”  

“I’m gonna ask you out tomorrow. Properly.”  

He blushes. “…I’d be cool with that.”  

You grin. “Yeah?”   

Shit he’s happy. He is not gonna get a lick of sleep tonight. He smiles a little to himself.  

“Yeah.”  

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Hiiii it’s me again 🫣, hope you’re doing amazing!!! I am sure you seen the recent live lol of jungkook, Rm, V and Jimin could you possibly write something about it again for Jungkook like maybe they all do the live together like an 8th member of bts and her and Jungkook are just really cuddly u know and jungkook just holding the whole time idk if that makes sense but I am sure you can write something whatever that is good and your comfortable with sorry thing is long. THANK YOU!!! 💗💗

Hi again! Sorry for taking forever to respond to your request, finals were a pain! Ugh... Anyway, I hope you're doing well too and thank you for your request! I made Y/n a producer instead of an 8th member because I wasn't sure how to spin it, so hopefully you like it. I also added, kind of like, a bonus scene because I was sad watching that Bangtan Bomb... Anywho, I hope you enjoy it! <3

Right Here

Jungkook x producer!reader

Word count: 2k

Masterlist

“Y/n-ah!” The guys collectively exclaimed.

I happily waved at them while softly shutting the door behind me.

“Hi! Sorry I’m late, I was in a meeting when Namjoon texted me about this live,” I said, placing my bag on a chair that was next to the wall of tables. 

I walked into frame and waved at the ARMYs watching. “Hi guys! How are you?”

“We’re good,” Jimin said in a high-pitched voice.

I looked back at him.

“Oh, are you the voice of ARMY now,” I teased.

He smiled and nodded his head triumphantly. I giggled and moved over to the couch, but not before grabbing a slice of pizza.

I took a bite of my slice of pizza and plopped down next to Jungkook. They kept talking while I finished up my slice, throwing the crust on the empty pan and dust off the crumbs from my hands. 

I looked around at the guys when my eyes landed on Jungkook, who was already looking at me. I leaned forward and narrowed my eyes at him for a moment before leaning back.

I smiled at him, “Why are you staring-”

I didn’t get the chance to finish my sentence when he tackled me into a hug making us fall back.

I hugged him back as I laughed, “Did you seriously wait until I was done with my slice so you could hug me?”

I didn’t get a verbal answer, but when he hugged me tighter, I knew what the answer was. 

As the rest of the members got closer to their enlistment date, things had taken a melancholy turn and it affected each one of them, especially Jungkook, even if they didn’t show it.

I knew.

ARMY knew.

But there weren't a whole lot of things we could do in order to make them feel better about leaving.

So as I realized that this impromptu cuddle session wouldn’t be over for a while, I made sure we were both a little more comfortable by moving us to sit against the back of the couch so we wouldn’t be laying down the entire time.

It took a bit for him to get settled in a way that was comfortable for both of us, but he ultimately chose to be a koala. His head was resting on my right shoulder while his arms were tightly wrapped around my torso and his right leg was draped across my own.

There wasn’t much I could do with the way he was holding me, so I just wrapped my right arm around his back in a semi-awkward half hug and rested my left hand on the leg that was draped across me, slowly drawing shapes while I watched the others talk.

It couldn’t have been more than 10 minutes before the guys started to get up to say their “goodbyes” to ARMY. I tried to move to get up, but Jungkook tightened his hold on me as soon as I moved an arm. I sighed knowing it would be a miracle to get him off of me by myself, so I looked over at Jimin, silently asking for his help.

He smiled at my predicament and walked over, grabbing one of Jungkook’s arms and gently tugged, “Come on. We gotta say bye to ARMY.”

“Noooooo,” he drew out as the arm that was around me tightened its grip once more, practically forcing Jimin to pry him off of me. 

“Dude, you need to get off of me in order to say bye to ARMY,” I exclaimed as I wiggled my way out of his grasp.

He huffed as we both finally stood up, obviously not liking that our cuddle session was interrupted. I smiled at his pouty face and patted his head as the others were deciding how they wanted to say bye.

Taehyung grabbed the camera, pointing it at Jimin as he said bye to ARMY and ended by bowing slightly.

Tae, then, turned the camera over to Namjoon who also said his final words with a salute, promising to “go and come back safely”.

“Ok, Jk, you can go.” 

“No, I’ll end it,” he said while taking off his hood.

The others were quick to oppose the idea.

“Why doesn’t Y/n say her final words and then I go and you can run in front and then we’ll end it.”

There were nods of agreement and when they turned to me I shrugged, nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, I don’t see why not.”

“So, I can end it,” Tae asked and we all nodded.

He was still holding the camera and motioned for me to say my piece. I walked into frame and waved.

“ARMY~ I’ll make sure to go live whenever I can to keep you company before Jin comes back! The guys will be back before you know it! Stay strong,” I said, blowing a kiss to them with both hands before waving ‘bye’. 

I looked at Taehyung, “Do you want me to hold the camera for you?”

He shook his head.

“No, Jimin can hold it for me. You, stand over there,” he said as he pointed to the side opposite of where Namjoon and Jungkook were standing.

He continued, “and turn around since you haven’t seen Jk’s hair yet either.” 

I huffed, but did what I was told by walking to the left and turning around so I was facing the wall while Jimin took the camera from Tae, so he could say bye.

“You need to run, ok?”

“As soon as you end-”

“Can you guys just go already,” I exclaimed, hoping to move this train along.

Taehyung gave his little speech, though I’ll have to disagree with Namjoon, who said it was “too long” because mine was about the same length.

I heard a lot of shuffling behind me and was about to turn around to see why it was taking so long when a very slurred “We were BTS” sounded through the air before someone collided with my back, making me stumble forward as pair of arms wrapped around me, keeping me from falling.

The guys were laughing at the scene as they said their final “bye’s” before turning off the live.

“You can turn around now,” Jungkook said, loosening his hold on me enough for me to move, but not removing his arms completely. 

As I turned around to face him I was not prepared for what I saw. My jaw dropped as I looked at Jungkook’s hair which was now completely buzzed off.

“Woah,” I exclaimed, placing my hands on either side of his head, turning it side to side in order to get a better look. 

I started to become confused. Jungkook chuckled, grabbing both of my wrists to stop me from moving his head so he could look at me.

“What’s with that face?”

“How do you still look good?!”

Everyone started laughing again.

~

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.”

It was December 12th and Hobi, Yoongi, and I were currently seeing Jimin and Jungkook off to start their military service.

“Well, luckily, this is the last time we’re going to have to do this,” Yoongi said, stuffing his hand further into his jacket.

I nodded my head in silent agreement and walked over to where Jimin and Jungkook had finished talking with some of their friends. They turned to look at me as I got where they were and grabbed their hands in both of mine, switching my gaze between the two.

“How are you guys feeling,” I asked to try and break the tension that was starting to form as time got closer to when they were supposed to leave.

They both shrugged.

I sighed.

“You’re going to be fine. I talked to Jin this morning and made him promise to keep an eye on you and make sure you’re okay, though… he did say that he might make training a bit harder for you two,” I teased.

That got some chuckles out of them, which I was very happy about. It didn’t last long before the heavy air settled around us once again, so I mustered as much of an encouraging smile as I could and said, “You two are going to do great. I’ll have my phone on me at all times whenever you get phone privileges back and want to talk to me, okay?”

They nodded as I continued, “Stay safe and healthy and warm because it’s starting to get chilly, okay?”

They nodded once more. 

I looked at them as they looked at me expectedly.

“What? That’s all I’ve got,” I said.

Jungkook laughed as Jimin shook his head with a smile forming on his face.

Jungkook looked over at Jimin, “Would you mind giving us a sec?”

The latter nodded, “Of course, I’ve gotta go talk with Hobi hyung before send off, so I’ll see you later Y/n.”

I nodded and gave him a tight hug.

“Be careful. Stay safe and make sure to eat. Call me if you need anything and I mean ANYTHING, okay,” I whispered before breaking the hug.

“You got it,” he said before pulling me back in for one last hug.

“I’m gonna miss you, Chim. I’ll see you when you come back.”

We both nodded at each other in conformation as he started toward where Hobi and Yoongi were standing.

I moved to stand next to Jungkook as we watched them talk.

“So, what are you going to do in the meantime,” Jungkook spoke up.

I turned to look at him as he did the same.

“Probably work on some songs for your guys’ comeback with Yoongi. He said that he already has some that he wants me to look at later today, so yeah,” I shrugged. 

He hummed in response before pulling me into a hug. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel like crying at that moment. We had talked about him leaving all the time as the date came closer and every time Jungkook was the one who comforted me when I started crying, but I wanted to be strong for him and at least give him some sense of comfort on the day it really mattered so I controlled my emotions.

“Sorry I have to leave you,” he whispered.

He is not making this easy, huh?

I shook my head and held him tighter, “It is not your fault. Nobody will ever blame you for something you have to do. Especially not me.”

I pulled back and cupped his face in my hands.

“You just need to make sure that you don’t overdo anything. I don’t want to get a call from Jin or Jimin saying that you overdid something that landed you in the infirmary, got it,” I teased as he nodded.

“I love you a lot. We all do. So please make sure to be safe while you’re gone, okay,” I asked.

He huffed but untimely nodded again. “You’re starting to sound like my mom,” he muttered.

I laughed at the statement.

“Good, because she’s right!” 

There was some loud shuffling behind me, so I turned around to see Yoongi, Hobi, and Jimin standing in front of us.

“Okay, lovebirds, it’s almost time to go,” Yoongi said.

I playfully rolled my eyes as a smile made its way onto my lips. I turned back to Jungkook and placed a quick peck on his cheek.

“One for the road,” I said as I moved away from him.

“You guys should get going before you’re late,” Hobi spoke up.

They nodded as they fixed their backpack straps and picked up the duffle bag at their feet. I gave them both a once over.

“Take care of each other.”

They hummed as they started to leave. As we were watching them walk away, Jungkook suddenly turned back to us. 

“Y/n/n!”

“Yeah?”

“You’ll be here when we get out, right?”

I nodded, “Of course! I’ll be right here when you come back!”

[rosypenguins]

❤️Two Friends💚

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Synopsis: Liam and Henry’s reaction to Drew and Jake’s fight.

A/N: HOLY SHIT HENRY APPEARANCE FINALLY!! HE’S HERE!!! Anyways if you were wondering why Liam and Henry didn’t butt into the fight like Hailey did, this is why lol. (Also if Drew comes across super irrational in this… good.) (And no, he doesn’t have a concussion. Just to clarify.) (Also, did I have Liam call out every single fanfic and Gacha video I saw of the Dromies post-Drakeup where Drew cries in the bathrooms? Maybe. Did I eat those videos up regardless? Absolutely.)

Contains Swearing, Mentions of Violence

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Liam bit the inside of his cheek as he opened his locker, dumping his folders in his backpack. His eyes glanced in the direction where Drew usually stood, but the magenta-haired man was gone once again.

He must’ve gone home early again… How long’s he planning on keeping this up?

His eyes turned their focus to Henry, only to find him staring blankly at the metal doors, fingers twisting his lock absent-mindedly.

He tilted his head slightly when he noticed Liam staring, and the taller man was quick to avert his gaze.

“Liam? You okay?” Henry asked, and Liam shook his head.

“Yeah- yeah, I’m fine.” He replied, earning a small pout from the shorter man. His eyebrows furrowed, and he opened his mouth to say something, only for a pair of students to rush past them. Liam’s eyes followed the two down the hallway, before exchanging a glance with the green-haired boy beside him.

What do you think that’s about? Liam wondered, and Henry, somehow reading his mind, shrugged.

“You wanna go check it out?” Henry suggested, and Liam nodded, following the shorter man down the hallway.

And it didn’t take long for Liam to faintly catch the sounds of shouting and chanting. Rounding the corner, he noticed a large crowd of students had gathered around, with several phones held high in the air, all focused on whatever was in the center of the misshapen circle. Liam’s eyes widened.

“I think it’s a fight, dude!” He exclaimed, and Henry’s face practically lit up with excitement.

“No way!” He shouted, and without hesitation, he bolted towards the crowd. Liam was quick to follow, pulling his phone from his pocket to hopefully get a video of it for himself.

But just as he was about to press record, his eyes caught a glimpse of the two students in the center of the chaos.

And his phone nearly slipped from his grasp as he watched a familiar head of magenta hair get slammed to the ground.

His eyes darted to Henry, and watched as his once-excited expression crumbled. His breath hitched, eyes blown wide he took a step back.

Then, something in his expression changed. His eyebrows twitched, and he shifted his weight from one leg to the other.

And Liam had known Henry long enough to realize what he was about to do.

Just as Henry’s foot left the floor, Liam slid his arms beneath his, holding him back from breaking through the crowd. Henry let out a grunt, struggling against Liam’s grasp.

“Let go of me!” He shouted, but Liam refused, tightening his hold as if his life depended on it.

“I’m not letting you run in there!!”

“I have to do something!!” Henry cried, his voice cracking on his words.

“You’re only gonna get yourself hurt, Henry!” Liam shouted, only for the sound of a whistle to pierce his ears.

Henry flinched at the noise, his hands instinctively covering his ears as Liam turned his head to see a couple security guards had finally showed up. He took a step back as they forced their way past, breaking through the crowd and pulling Jake and Drew off of each other.

Liam’s hold loosened on Henry, only to hear a sob escape from the shorter boy’s lips.

Immediately, Liam released his hold on him, and Henry was quick to hide his face in his hands.

And despite Drew’s screams flooding the hallway, Liam knew he had to get Henry out of there. Carefully, he took Henry’s arm into his hand, leading him away from the crowd. He had to find somewhere quiet. Somewhere secluded, where no one hanging behind after school could bother them.

“Uhm… not the bathroom, that’s too cliche…” He mumbled to himself, before eventually settling on the space underneath the staircase. Slowly, Liam let go of Henry’s arm, and Henry lowered his hands to reveal his now tear-stained face.

“I’m sorry.” He mumbled, using his sleeves to wipe them away. “I didn’t mean to-”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Liam whispered, bringing his hands up to cup Henry’s face. Henry didn’t hesitate to lean into his touch, his eyes closing as Liam wiped away his remaining tears.

“I… I just don’t know how it all came to this… everything happened so fast.” Henry admitted, his voice trembling.

“I know.”

“How did-? Why were they..?”

“I don’t know.”

“This all has to be a misunderstanding, right? He- Jake hasn’t… secretly hated us this whole time, right? You don’t think he started it, do you?” Henry opened his eyes to look at him, and Liam could feel tears forming in the corners of his own. He placed a hand on the back of Henry’s head, pulling him closer as he hid his face in the shorter boy’s hair.

“I don’t know…” He could feel Henry shake his head.

“I’m not gonna accept this! There has to be a way to fix this! To fix us!

“…We’ll figure out something.” Liam whispered, his voice muffled by Henry’s hair. His grip tightened, trying to convince himself he was telling the truth. “I’ll try talking to Drew tonight.”

“Liam..?” Henry’s voice was barely above a whisper, and Liam waited a moment for him to say something, only for him to shake his head. “Thanks.”

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After missing the bus, walking Henry home, being scolded by his mom and being given about double the chores because of it, Liam was finally able to return to his room. He threw himself into his old desk chair, spinning around as he opened Drew’s contact.

“I swear to God you better not play this ghosting shit with me again.” He mumbled to himself, pressing the call button and holding the phone to his ear.

He used his foot to spin himself around again as he listened to the phone ring, holding his breath as he waited for Drew to pick up.

But the call went to voicemail just a few moments later.

Liam sighed, hitting the call button again.

And the second voicemail message came much quicker. Drew must’ve declined this time.

Okay, third time’s the charm.

Another voicemail.

…Fourth time.

…

The ringing stopped rather abruptly, and a familiar voice rang through the phone.

“What do-”

“Okay, what the actual fuck happened just now?” Liam shouted, earning a tired groan from Drew. “Why the hell did you get into a fight?”

“Maybe you’d know if you were actually there.” Drew replied bitterly.

“Don’t give me that, Drew.” Liam’s voice cracked as he spoke. “I’m not in the mood to be joking right now.”

“It’s not a joke!” Drew suddenly snapped, and Liam’s eyes widened. “That freak had been there by his side! Where the hell were you?!”

“I was comforting Henry, dammit! He was crying because of all this shit!” Liam suddenly shouted, and Drew paused for a moment.

“…Henry was crying?” He asked.

“Yes! You think we like seeing you and Jake like-”Drew huffed out a laugh.

“Oh, of course, it’s always about Henry.” He muttered. “Henry always has to take priority, doesn’t he?” Liam paused for a moment, then blinked.

“…Are you fucking serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious! Because I’m getting real sick of this little game you’ve been playing! How you’ll pretend to care about me, and pretend like you don’t have any other motives, only to leave me the moment I actually need you!”

“Drew, are you hearing yourself?” Liam exclaimed. “What the hell are you talking about?!”

“Cut the act, Liam! You know exactly what I’m talking about! I know that Henry will always mean more to you than I ever will, so stop pretending you care about me when you’ll always choose him first!”

Liam could barely make sense of Drew’s words. How hard did he hit his head?!

“What do you want me to do?! You want me to just leave him like that?!” Liam shouted. “And why are you acting like I can’t have two friends, anyway?!”

“Because you don’t! Friends aren’t supposed to lie about fact their girlfriend’s cheating on them!”

Why’s he bringing this up now all of a sudden?! I thought he understood…

“Drew, I told you what she said she’d-”

“I don’t care what she said! I don’t want to hear it!” Drew was practically screaming now, his audio cutting in and out. “Just stop pretending like you care about me like you do him! Don’t-” Drew’s breath hitched, his words trailing off.

“Is that really what you think of me.?” Drew didn’t respond, and Liam swallowed. “Drew, I do-”

The phone beeped.

…

“Drew?” Liam asked, and he pulled the phone away from his ear to see Drew had hung up the call.

His eyes fixated on Drew’s contact, his grip tightening.

“Ugh, fuck!” He shouted to himself. “The hell is his problem?!”

Liam pressed his face into his palm, letting out a loud groan before calling up Henry. At least Henry would respond pretty quickly.

“So… how did it go?” Henry asked once he’d answered, and the sound of his voice alone was enough to help Liam calm down a little.

“…Not great.” Liam admitted. “He thinks we hate him now for some reason.”

“Why would he think we-”

“I don’t know?” Liam admitted, letting out a groan as he rested his head on his desk. “God, this whole thing’s really fucked him up…”

“Yeah…” The two were silent for a moment, and Liam lifted his head. “So… you never figured out why..?” Henry trailed off, but Liam knew exactly what he was going to say.

“No, I didn’t. He just yelled at me the whole time.” He explained. “God! He such-”

“An ass?” Henry guessed, taking the words right from Liam’s mouth.

“Yeah.”

“But you’re still worried about him?” Liam found himself nodding.

“Yeah. It’s like… trying to stick a nail in a steel wall or something.” Henry chuckled.

“Where’d you get that metaphor from?” Liam shrugged.

“I don’t know, I just came up with it.” He sighed.

“It’s like… I want to help him, but he’s such a dick sometimes!” Liam sighed. “And sometimes it’s even harder to want to help him. I don’t understand why he keeps getting mad at us over everything!”

“Yeah.”

“Like, why won’t he just let us help him?! It’s not that hard, is it?”

Liam sighed again, leaning back in his chair.

“Want to join me in Minecraft while we talk about this?” Henry offered, and Liam felt a small smile tug at his lips.

“Only if I can put my bed next to yours.”

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - eighty-three | honey pot

QuackIsWhack: Everything is set up. Are you recording? 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: Screen and audio are a go QuackIsWhack: You ready? 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: Yeah

The Discord ‘Incoming Call’ overlay popped up onto your screen.

QuackIsWhack: Punctual. If I didn’t hate him already, I’d like him 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: lol

You answered. “Hello?”

Silence for a few seconds.

🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: This is terrifying 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: My heart is racing, dude QuackIsWhack: Yeah, mine too

“Hello? Are you there?” You asked again.

More silence.

QuackIsWhack: Maybe he’s setting up a voice changer or something? 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: idk

“I’m here.”

His voice sounded normal. And it was the voice you remembered hearing when he came to the café to try and talk to you. Your skin crawled.

QuackIsWhack: I was afraid you weren’t going to talk to me

“Oh, there you are. I was afraid you weren’t going to talk to me.”

“Sorry. My computer is old.”

🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: Wtf does that have to do with anything QuackIsWhack: Bullshit, how is he making all those videos then

“Oh, that sucks… I’m sorry.”

“... It’s okay.”

“So… you kept showing up to my job, huh?”

“... Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you just say it was you?”

“... I don’t know.”

QuackIsWhack: Are you shy?

“Are you shy?”

“I don’t know… maybe.”

“Well… you don’t have to be shy around me. You could have said ‘hi.’”

Silence for a few moments, maybe he was thinking. Wondering why you were being so nice to him. Hopefully he didn’t think about it too hard.

“But… we’re not supposed to know what you look like.”

“Well, yeah-- I kind of felt betrayed…”

QuackIsWhack: TOO FAR QuackIsWhack: It made me sad QuackIsWhack: That you found out

“--you… kind of made me sad.” You tried your best to sound like you were pouting, instead of how furious you actually were. 

“Oh…”

“Like, I don’t know. I guess it just made me sad, is all.”

“I’m sorry.”

QuackIsWhack: THANK HIM

“Thank you… for apologizing.”

“You’re welcome.”

Silence for a few moments.

QuackIsWhack: We need to get him in person

You thought for a few seconds. “So…” 

“Can we still meet? In person?”

“Oh…”

“I apologized.”

QuackIsWhack: God, he’s PATHETIC 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: He’s surprisingly easy

“You’re right, you did apologize.”

“Yeah.”

QuackIsWhack: CRETINOUS LITTLE SHIT

“Yeah… we can meet in person.”

“Can I come to your house?”

QuackIsWhack: UMMM??? 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: OH GOD QuackIsWhack: OF COURSE NOT 🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: OF COURSE ABSOLUTELY NOT

“Oh, I was thinking we could go out. Like, to the park or on a picnic or something?”

“A park?”

“It’s been so nice outside lately and I spend all my time inside.”

“You have your job.”

You laughed softly. “Where I’m working. I want to, like, go out and have fun.”

“Oh…”

“I mean…”

QuackIsWhack: BE THE BITCH, CAT QuackIsWhack: YOU CAN DO IT

You hated manipulating people, you hated lying; after all the years of abuse from the Terror Triplets in school, how could it be a thing you could possibly like?

But you remembered an Ethics book you had checked out of the library in high school that had a quandry: Many people would agree that lying is bad and that you should always tell the truth - something you agreed with - but if you were presented with an instance where lying would protect someone, or protect you, would that make it okay to lie?

Of COURSE it would. Sometimes you have to fight fire with fire, and getting the man who’s been stalking you both in your digital life and your real life for months now into a spot where you can get evidence against him so the cops will actually do something?

Dear god, you hated lying.

But this was in the interest of self-preservation. And to think you had finally ended your fake relationship, free from subterfuge for only a brief moment before you were pulled back in…

You were going to lie like a comatose feline after they scarfed down their dinner. 

🖤🖤JGG🖤🖤: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH QuackIsWhack: YOU CAN DO IT

“I don’t know if I believe you.”

“What?”

“Mmm… you apologized, but you don’t want me to have fun outside… I don’t think you really care about me.”

“I do.”

“No you don’t.” 

“I do. I do care about you.”

“Then let’s have fun outside.”

“I don’t think we should go outside--”

“See? I told you you don’t.” You pouted.

He sighed. “...Okay.”

“Yay!” You said as happily as you possibly could. “I’ll message you the day and time.”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“Okay.” He sounded happy. Like a schoolboy blushing at the sight of his crush.

“Okay, I have to get ready to stream now. Will you watch me?”

“Ah-- yeah, I’ll watch you.”

“Okay!” You turned up the cuteness. “Baibai!”

“Bye.”

You ended the call.

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Alright, I was a little late in watching Be My Favorite, episode 9, but I’m all caught up and here’s the late meta: @lurkingshan, I know you hipped to me that the episode was sad, and it was, definitely, but also -- I found to be uplifting, and not just because of that RIDICULOUSLY GORGEOUS dialogue between Kawi and Pisaeng at the end of the episode (could Gawin BE ANY BETTER in this show?! GODDAMN).

But first, a couple quick notes. I didn’t have time to pay my respects through the reblogs earlier yesterday, so: yes to the fat-coding discussion re: Kwan (agree with you, @lurkingshan and @jjsanguine) -- amazing dialogue at the link, and my theory on Not x Kwan is that Not is meant to represent TOTAL heteronormativity, which isn’t a stretch for him, obviously. (When characters are written to be so DESPICABLE, it gets me thinking that the character is actually written really fucking well.)

In this instance, if we are to compare Kawi to Not: Kawi, through his reflections on the future and the past, is slowly working on changing himself (more on this in a moment re: the uplifting bit). He’s learning through his mistakes that he’s either made and/or knows he COULD have made.

Not, I think, represents society’s disinclination to either change, and/or to change AND accept the change of others. I write about behavioral change a lot, because it’s really fucking hard to do, AND people who try to change in their micro- or macro-communities often have a tremendously hard time being accepted... kinda like coming out of a closet, as Kawi and Pisaeng’s relationship is revealed against their will, and Kawi immediately clocks that it’s Not who’s behind it. As well, referring back to the fat-coded discussion re: Kwan -- I get the sense that Not would “never see Kwan that way,” because the fat-coding around Kwan would signal that Not is “lowering his standards” about women, which could affect his reputation with his guy friends. His behavior, I think, is loathsome precisely because it’s rooted in such perfectly delineated heteronormativity -- from spotting Kawi and Pisaeng *not* kissing, to assuming they kissed, to narc-ing to Pear about it, to telling his dudes the next day in class with people around, to knowing that Kawi overheard it. He’s just -- playing the perfect biased het dude, to a tee. Not is playing his own role in society as he believes it should function.

Which is why I, along with hopefully everyone in the fandom (lol) loved that Pear rejected him. And I’d call that moment an uplifting one for Pear. We know, in a different scenario, that Pear leaving Kawi COULD HAVE MEANT that she ended up with Not.

Instead, in what’s being presented to us as the active and live world of Kawi’s current truth, Pisaeng had the opportunity to confirm to Pear the HONEST truth about his relationship with Kawi. In the Kawi-is-a-rock-star alt-reality -- Kawi was holding back from Pear, keeping his feelings away from her, and putting himself first. She wasn’t presented with truth from others, and thus led herself to believe that being with Not, in marriage, was going to be the right decision for her and the baby they had conceived of. 

In the current, we’re-still-in-university reality, her friends -- Pisaeng and Kawi -- are honest with her. They both cannot give her the heterosexual love that she desires from a man. Not appears. And she rejects him. 

This is such a complicated and, to me, lovely “reality” to contemplate, and links tremendously with what Pisaeng was saying to Kawi at the end of the show. Reflecting back on the earlier episodes: Kawi could not save his dad. Kwan might be heartbroken. And Pear is heartbroken, twice -- maybe even three times, from her mom, from Pisaeng, and from Kawi. 

Kawi demonstrates through his changing behavior that drinking ain’t gonna solve these problems. Even Pisaeng confirms that, too. 

The show, instead, is inching a bit closer, not to absolute truth, as I dissected when I first binged through episode 7, but instead to a kind of truth that is as best as you can make it, while working on making your life better. 

@sparklyeyedhimbo​ noted that Nietzsche came thru again in this episode (THANK YOU, friend @chickenstrangers, for hipping me to the link!). The quote behind Kawi and Pisaeng is from “Thus Spake Zarathustra”: “He who would learn to fly one day must first learn to stand and walk and run and climb and dance; one cannot fly into flying.”

As Pisaeng said, and I paraphrase: if you want to be happy, you gotta do the work. If you want OTHERS to be happy.... you gotta do the work of making YOURSELF HAPPY, *FIRST.*

And I find that message UTTERLY uplifting, and I think Pear took some of that with her when she walked away from Pisaeng and Kawi to stand up for herself with Not, and to not compromise on her values to potentially be him. I thought that was badass. Pear has a life of change ahead of her.

One final note. Pisaeng’s talk with Kawi at the end of the episode happened to touch me as a mom, even though the monologue was rooted in an uplifting and romantic perspective. It struck me that part of what Pisaeng was saying was -- if we’re happy, people will see that we’re happy, and that might HELP PEOPLE find THEIR OWN happiness.

It reminded me a lot of behavior modeling, which is a wonderful modality for parents/caretakers to practice when raising kids. It’s essentially, like -- we adults will behave exactly the way we WANT our kids to LEARN to behave, and we can show them honest ways of communicating if we communicate well ourselves. If you want your kids to be critical thinkers, for instance -- demonstrate conversations of critical thinking IN FRONT OF YOUR KIDS, and maybe even involve them in those conversations. 

I really believe that being happy isn’t something that any one person, or a coupling, should be judged for. Look at fucking Not -- judgement all over the place. Again: I think he represents heteronormative society, a part of which pooh-poohs deep love happiness for the sake of negativity and criticism. 

Instead, I love that Be My Favorite takes the responsibility of having Pisaeng and Kawi model for us, IN THEIR OWN WORDS AND BEHAVIORS, the very hard work of CHANGING, for yourself, maybe even for the people you love, and showing the people you love, and your community around you, that that change is very much worth making, to find better and more HONEST happiness in your life. THAT’S how Kawi can impact others, in the end.

(Let us hope, oh LET US HOPE, this show continues to be as good as this episode!)

[josephquinnswhore]

Hiiii bub thank you soooo much for the request here’s another one I have (based on me)

TW: blood & commit and anxiety attack

May you please do a Pedro pascal x plus size reader where readers worst fear is blood and any time they see it the feel nauseous and go in to an anxiety attack. Basically I was sick last week and had the absolute worst tummy bug (I’m all better) and threw up so hard my nose bled that I almost passed out and had an anxiety attack. Basically do it based off what happen to me and if u can add Bella and Nico and Gabriela calling Pedro bc he is the only one to calm reader down from these panic attacks.

Thank you in advance

My Comfort

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Fem/Plus Size Reader!

Summary: you’re sick and Pedro’s called back from his luck to see you in a bad way.

Word Count: 2k

Content Warning: reader is sick, mentions of blood, panic attack, vomit.

Note: hi sun bun 🐰, I love you. We must be the same person fr cause I’ve been sick for over a month LMAO and I get so queasy when I see blood. UGH, hopefully this gives you what you need. I also throw up to the point where my throat bleeds lol it’s so fucked. 🫶🏼🥰 I made it pretty dramatic LOL. M sorry it’s short.

You told yourself you were fine, you could do the filming through the sickness. You were sipping on your water and drinking your raspberry flavoured hydralyte, even though it tasted like shit. Just to try and get yourself through the day, unable to tell yourself you’re not sick enough to show up for work. It was too important, it came before everything else in your life, well, almost everything. It was second in line to your boyfriend and co-worker, Pedro.

“You’re okay. You’re okay. Just one more scene to shoot, then you can go home.” You chanted to yourself as you look in the mirror trying to convince yourself it to be true, thinking maybe if you said it aloud it would enforce some truth. Your face was losing colour with every passing minute, and the darkness around your eyes was a clear indication that everything was far from okay, that you were not okay.

But you felt guilty, you didn’t want to let the team down by going home and delaying the episode when you had one measly scene left to shoot, you may as well just tough it out and get through it as best you could. It would maybe take a couple hours at most, you could do that! Right? You started to doubt yourself at the way your limbs started to ache and feel heavy. It hurt to hold your head upright.

You turn on the tap to the cold water, letting the water gather into your cupped hands before you bring it to your face, the coolness is refreshing, you exhale a deep breath to try and relax, patting your face dry with some paper towel and throw it into the trash bin. You could do this. You couldn’t give up.

“Hey, are you feeling okay? You don’t look so hot.” Gabriel sets a hand on your shoulder, his thick black eyebrows were nearly touching as he frowned, his dark brown eyes squinted with concern at one look of you, his hand feels like it weighs a tonne on your aching shoulder. “I-I mean you are, but, you know.” He gestures to you and you raise an eyebrow at him, you didn’t wanna have to deal with this right now-as much as you liked him.

“Dude shut it, are you okay?” Bella asks, her face strewn with concern for your well-being. You swallow your spit loudly, gulping down the clump that sits in your throat, feeling more ill with every passing second. “Um…I’m ok, I think.” you can’t decide what to say, unsure of whether you even believe your obvious and blatant lies. Bella looks to Nico and they know you’re lying, sharing a look of sympathy toward you, watching as you slightly sway as you stand still.

“Why don’t you just sit down for a second, have some water.” You nod to Nico, “thanks,” you mumble in agreement as she sets a gentle hand on your back, helping you sit, agreeing it’s a good idea. The bright lights of the set don’t help the ache in your head that’s contributing to your illness. Your eyes squint as your brain throbs at how bright it is, you blink harshly, trying to rid the ache that’s set in motion, the shadow of a headache you knew would grow into a migraine.

“Wouldn’t hurt to sit for five minutes.” You mumble in an unintelligible slur, as you feel a wave of nausea coming over you, it shakes your whole body to the core, the feeling settles uncomfortably in the pit of your stomach. Your fingers grasp your bottle shakily with the hydralyte, desperate to rid your body of the nausea setting, but it wasn’t your bottle, and it wasn’t hydralyte. It was a bottle of soft drink, the fizz of the soda causes a rift in your stomach that feels like it’s about to explode. The feeling builds and builds until it feels like it’s going to erupt, from your mouth.

“Oh my god, someone get me a bucket.” You hunch over in your seat with one arm wrapped around your stomach, the other holding your hand over your mouth, the nausea rising up your throat that you have to swallow down the first time it attempts its exit because you would’ve just spewed all over the floor on set. You heave again, this time Gabriel is holding a bucket underneath your mouth, the taste of the liquid makes your stomach ache even though it barely has time to digest.

The same coloured liquid comes out as clear, mostly bile the first few times, until the stench of the contents in the bucket circulates through your nostrils and churns your stomach again, twisting until it shoots up your throat, this one hurt your throat badly, the sting it made coming out has you unable to breathe for a few seconds, your lash line full to the brim with unshed tears, coughing violently as someone rubs a hand along your back, trying to soothe you.

You feel something dribbling from your nose and you wipe it with the back of your hand, not caring how disgusting it would seem to anyone else. You expect to see snot or mucus on your hand associated with the tears brought to your eyes from the vomiting. To your surprise you see a bright red liquid, your blood was coating your hand in a rugged line on your hand, your nose was bleeding.

“Oh shit you’re bleeding.” Nico exclaims, panic evident in her voice, inspecting your nose and handing you a tissue, the blood filled the tissue within a few seconds, the flow from your nostril not giving up. You must’ve burst a blood vessel in your nostril with how it’s pouring out of you, you start to feel dizzy at the sight of how much blood you’re losing. You pull back the tissue and feel it leaking through the tissue, your fingertips were now stained red from how profusely it was bleeding.

It starts with your hands trembling, your body becomes stiff and you can hardly hear anyone around you. Your fingers are shaking that badly you drop the bloody tissue, your nose is now free bleeding all over you and your clothes. Your breaths are rugged and panicked. The ache in your neck causes it to fall, your whole body falling forward destined to hit the ground until Gabriel catches you, sitting you on the floor, lying you on your side.

“Call Pedro back from lunch, now. And get the damn medic.” Bella demands Gabriel who stands in a panic not knowing what to do, he rushes to get his phone and makes the call to Pedro, Nico rushes away to find the medic on set while Bella stays with you. She’s knelt down beside you, trying to pry you upright but your body is stiff and unmoving other than the small underlying tremble of your body.

The medic arrives first, she’s kneeling down beside Bella to look at you, eyeing the teenager in shock at the state of you. “Hey hun can you hear me? It’s Cas I’m here to help.” You feel a warm hand on your body as she rolls you onto your back, the ache from the touch alone causes you to whimper, your eyes are strewn shut at the brightness of the room, it was all too much, you just wanted Pedro.

She pulls out of her bag a cuff, to check your blood pressure, the tightening of the cuff on your arm was pleasantly satisfying, slightly grounding you with each notch of pressure that was released. “Okay, blood pressures a little low but nothing to be worried about. Just going to check your temperature sweetie.” She moves your arm, shoving a thermometer under your armpit and waits for it to beep. She checks it and purses her lips together on a thin line.

“Baby, oh my god is she okay?” Pedro kneels down next to you, his hands are holding your cheeks, cupped in his own large hands the warmth from them makes you sweat, a result of your ever rising temperature. “Is she okay?” Pedro asks Cas, she puts the thermometer away. “She had a reading of 39.2 degrees, she’s got a fever, not sure what’s causing it though.”

“Hey baby, hey can you hear me? It’s me baby I’m here.” You could barely find the strength in you to open your eyes, eyelids squinting to protect your eyes from the brightness of the room. “Hey.” You mutter, with the last of your strength you could muster before you fall unconscious.

-

Pedro’s leg is bouncing the whole time he’s sat in the chair beside your bed in the hospital. The beeping of the monitor keeping your reading would sometimes make a commotion in the event of a momentary spike in blood pressure, “it’s just trying to regulate itself.” The nurse offered, which didn’t make him feel any better.

“Mr Pascal, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Dr Wrent, we’ve been doing some tests on your girlfriend here today. We’ve come to find that she’s somehow contracted a deadly stomach bug, it’s rare but not unknown, we can give some anti biotics to take home and she should be fine within the week.” The doctor put your folder and hung it on the end of the bed, “by the way, make sure you enforce that she takes a break, tell her to stop working so hard.”

“Right, I’ll do that. Thanks for everything.” Pedro sunk back into his chair and waited for you to wake up, the small sandwich and juice from the cafeteria sitting unopened as you lie peacefully.

You start to stir right when Pedro feels his eyelids drooping, begging him to close so he can have a moments rest. He hears the shuffling before his brain has the chance to fully lull him into sleep, rustling around in the front of his mind to wake up, sending an alarm throughout his body that you were finally awake.

“God baby you’re awake. You scared the shit out of everyone you know that?” As if you hadn’t felt guilty enough, the worry on His face made it worse. You couldn’t look at him, avoidant in your stare towards him, looking quite literally elsewhere until he leaned over the bed and grabbed your face in his hands, forcing you to look up at him.

“I’m sorry baby- I didn’t mean,” he takes a deep breath before continuing. “We were worried about you, why didn’t you tell someone you weren’t feeling well?” You should’ve just done that to begin with you knew, but you were too stubborn.

“I just convinced myself I should do it, I didn’t want to disappoint anyone by delaying the season for one last scene.” Pedro’s hand caresses your hair, fingers gliding through your hair as he calms you. “From now on you put yourself forward okay? Promise me.”

You pull your bottom like between your teeth, enjoying the sting it brings when you bite down too hard, “okay, I promise.”

“I’m proud of you though, you saw that blood and didn’t die, soooo.” Pedro trails off with a small laugh and you groan and roll your eyes, shoving his arm. “Don’t remind me, that’s so embarrassing.”

Pedro stands from the bed, handing you a sandwich wrapped in a paper bag, “you know I think they’re gonna put a scene of you passing out in the show.” You stop feeling back the paper bag and look at him suspiciously, “they wouldn’t want to!”

He simply shrugs, “you didn’t hear that from me, now eat. Need my baby strong.” You unwrap and bite into the sandwich, it contained all your favourite fillings and you smile, stomach feeling settled and the ache of the emptiness was now gone as you’d managed to swallow some food. You’d sure learnt a valuable lesson; Gabriel is useless when it comes to emergency situations.

[your-absent-father]

Okay here is the winner of the poll lol. This scene is Love just finishing a deep dive on False Gods, but she gets interrupted by her roommate because two mysterious men are looking for her.

Love’s deep dive was interrupted suddenly as she could hear a knock in her dorm door. Before she could stop the video, Love’s roommate pushed her door open. Love jumped, snapping out of her hypnosis. Marley Bennett, a girl that looked 12, even though she was older than Love, looked like she had run a marathon as she gasped for air. “Why haven’t you told me you are going to have two hot men coming to your dorm?” 

Love looked at the woman confused. “I have zero clue what you are talking about.” 

Marley laughed and walked closer to Love, tapping her on the shoulder while looking around the mess that was Love’s room. “You don’t have to lie to me. I thought you were just a nerd, but you actually had some action. Why else two hot dudes are looking for you talking vaguely about why they need to see you.” 

Love was even more confused. Love had never been in a one night stand, but if she would, she would do it with women more likely than men. Love stood up, her mind going all over the place. “Could you show me… where they are?”

As the two women walked in the hallways of the dormrooms, Love tried to think why men would want to see her. She has always had paranoia that one of her fans would go look for her and she would become another true crime story too. More realistically it would be one of her classmates that didn’t know where she was staying. 

“She has like a tan skin and a prominent nose, a really pretty one, and I think she is like southern asian maybe? I don’t know.” a clear male voice was so loud Love could hear it even the opposite side of the hallways. As they walked closer, she could see a man with light coppery skin, and curly black hair, who Love had never seen before. “What do you think? I don’t know how to describe a woman.”

“How am I supposed to know her ethnicity? True crime fandom wiki doesn’t have that much decriptions on people.” He was standing with a man wearing a cap and sunglasses like a Marvel hero in hiding.

“I have a wiki on fandom wiki? My mother is from Iraq if that helps.” Both of the men turned quickly to look at Love, pure shock on the others face as the other started grinning.

“I knew it was the right place! You need to trust me more, babe.” The curly haired man raised his hand to hopefully get a high five, as the other man just stared at Love. 

“Who are you two?” 

The other man walked closer to Love, looking around carefully. As he walked closer, he moved his sunglasses to reveal his face more. “Let’s say we are employees of… the company you are looking into so we can go to your room.” The man quickly put his glasses back on when he saw the freaked out face on Love’s face. “Please don’t freak out. There are too many people watching.”

Love swallowed as he looked at the pretty looking asian man in front him. Louis Lee. The missing Louis Lee was in front of her, looking at her with a panicked look on his face. Love forcefully smiled and looked at both of them. “Of course, you must be the… employees I asked to be interviewed. I’m sorry-”

“Damien Walker, Let’s say IT”, the curly haired man said, raising his hand towards Love. “This is Ji-seok Lee. Let’s go do that interview, shall we.”

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[cosmicanamnesis]

he tastes like chocolate pt. 5

[part 1] [part 4] [part 6] [read on ao3]

“Sorry about this,” Eddie said again, pulling out of the parking lot behind their work building.

“Hey, don’t be. It’s something to do, right?” The way Steve was smiling at him was so unbearably kind, Eddie could practically feel his heart beating in his throat. Running errands for his uncle wasn’t how he’d hoped the evening would go, but Steve really didn’t seem to mind.

Really, Eddie could have said anything and Steve would be just as eager to tag along. Steve was trying so hard to act normal and not like he would follow this almost-stranger to the ends of the earth if he’d asked. So far, so good, he thought. But god, his heart was beating so fast he thought it might explode. Hopefully the mundanity of grocery shopping would help him level himself out. They were just hanging out, Steve told himself. That didn’t mean anything. He shouldn’t read too much into Eddie buying him dinner. Maybe the guy was just nice. After all, he was buying all his coworkers coffee every day. Yeah. He was just… Nice.

He felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

Lil Buddy:

did you find out what time your party is?

Yeah, he said it’s at 7. And he’s picking me up, so I might not actually be able to get to your place.

Sorry dude.

hey, don’t worry about it. I already said it was fine, didn’t I?

Yeah, you did. Don’t have too much fun without me, okay?

And don’t get injured, because I won’t be able to drive you to the hospital.

lol

"Who’re you talking to?" Eddie said, glancing over. "Did that say lil buddy?"

Steve laughed, slipping his phone back in his pocket. "The wingman," he explained. "They're doing a party at his place tomorrow, too. Just had to tell him I can't make it."

"Oh! You should've said something, Steve, you don't have to come with me-"

"You asked me first, dude. I see the kid all the time. I can hang out with him whenever."

"Alright, if you're sure."

"Why, you regret inviting me now or something?" Steve laughed, as if that wasn't the actual anxious thought that had been plaguing his brain the whole time.

"No! What? Definitely not. I'm really excited for you to come, seriously," Eddie was smiling, glancing quickly between Steve and the road. "I just… Wanted to make sure you knew you weren't, like, contractually obligated, if, y'know, you have something better to do."

"Trust me when I tell you, this is the something better."

Eddie could feel his face turning bright red. Thank god it was dark. 

Finally they pulled into the grocery store parking lot. It was a bit out of the way, further than Steve normally went to go shopping, so he figured Eddie must live close by.

"It's fine if you wanna just wait here, I won't be long-" Eddie said, parking the van close to the building.

"You're kidding, right?" Steve asked. Eddie just shrugged. "It's just the grocery store, dude, it's not like you're dragging me along to rob a bank or something."

"Suit yourself."

Steve followed Eddie around the small grocery store as Eddie repeatedly checked the text Wayne had eventually sent him with the grocery list. Stuff like paper towels and bread and beer and cereal, normal stuff. It reminded Steve that, oh yeah, he and Robin were out of peanut butter, and god knows how long he’d have to be out, he may as well grab a snack for the road too. Eddie glanced over at him, smiling.

“You can put your stuff in my cart, if you want,” he giggled, watching Steve struggle with the armload of things he ended up accumulating as they meandered through the store.

“Oh! Um, thanks,” Steve stepped up closer to the cart and Eddie helped him set things in the little baby seat to keep them separate. 

“I was gonna wait for you to ask,” Eddie said, still laughing lightly. “But uh… You’re pretty stubborn, aren’t you?”

It was Steve’s turn to laugh, pointedly avoiding making eye contact with Eddie.

“Yeah, I guess. That’s what people have told me, at least.”

“I’d believe it.”

Okay, so the grocery shopping wasn’t really helping as much as Steve had hoped it would. Somehow even the painfully mundane was fun just by virtue of doing it with Eddie. Steve watched as he drummed out beats on the shelves while he searched for the stuff on Wayne’s list and rode the cart down empty aisles.

Eddie knew he was being kinda weird, but it was making Steve smile. He was so aware of Steve looking at him the entire time, and it was making him nervous, and that was the one way he knew how to handle it. It worked like a charm on stage, and it seemed to be doing just fine here, too.

Eventually, with everything paid for and loaded into the back seat of the van, Eddie shot his uncle one last text that they were on their way and to please be wearing people clothes when they got home, and made the quick drive the rest of the way back to his place.

As Eddie pulled into the trailer park, he monitored Steve for any kind of reaction, any sign of surprise that Eddie lived where he lived. But if Steve gave a damn, he didn't show it.

They pulled up in front of Wayne's trailer and Eddie killed the engine as Steve got out and started grabbing bags, helping him unload.

God he was too sweet. Eddie just wanted to-

"So this is the mysterious Steve, huh?" a voice called from the trailer across the way. Steve jumped at the sound of his name. A man they hadn’t noticed until then was smoking on his own porch, dressed only in a bathrobe despite the weather. Eddie huffed.

"Good night, Murray," he yelled back, quickly grabbing the last bags and slamming the van door behind him as Steve made his way up to the porch.

"You didn't say he was-"

"Good NIGHT, Murray!" Eddie yelled louder, cutting him off. Their brief conversation seemed to summon Wayne to the door, fortunately for the boys who both had their arms loaded with groceries.

“You must be Eddie’s uncle,” Steve said, halfheartedly introducing himself as Wayne held the screen door open for the boys to bring the bags into the house.

“You must be Steve,” Wayne answered, looking at Eddie before peeking outside to see Murray giving him a small wave.

“Didn’t realize I was famous around here,” Steve laughed as he quickly found his way to the kitchen and dipped down to set his bags on the floor. Eddie followed in quickly behind him.

“You’re not, I swear,” he said, setting down the bags he’d carried in. “Murray and Wayne just don’t know how to mind their own business,” he spat, staring pointedly at Wayne.

Wayne raised his eyebrows slightly, almost smiling as he sipped from a mug of coffee that seemed to have materialized in his hand out of nowhere. 

"Susan's in on it, too," Wayne muttered, just low enough that Eddie could hear but Steve couldn't. Eddie groaned. It felt childish, grumbling like Wayne was ruining his life or something. He was an adult, damn it, he didn't need the neighborhood Olds speculating on his friends and his love life. 

"You gonna help your boy put groceries away or what?" Wayne asked, gesturing with his coffee to something behind Eddie. He whipped around to find, sure enough, Steve had started putting away anything that went in the fridge.

"He's not my boy," Eddie hissed, grabbing a bag to unload. God he hoped Steve couldn't hear them. He hoped what Nancy had said, about the concussions and the swimmer's ear affecting his hearing, would work in his favor just this once.

"Sure, son." Wayne nodded and turned, presumably making his way back to his recliner and his soap operas. Eddie rolled his eyes and turned his attention to the groceries.

"You have a cat?" Steve asked, excitement bubbling under his words.

"Huh? No?" Eddie turned and looked where Steve was looking. Steve looked at him confused and lightly kicked a bag of cat food leaning against the wall. Eddie started laughing. Steve still looked confused. "Oh! No, it's, um… It's for the uh, resident wildlife. Mostly stray cats, but also, y'know, raccoons and shit. Keeps 'em out of the garbage."

"Huh. Clever," Steve nodded. Eddie knew they did some real white trash shit, not the least of which being feeding the raccoons, and he usually didn't care if people knew. Steve, though… He didn't want to seem any weirder in front of Steve than he was sure he already did. 

He didn't expect Steve to think it was clever.

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

Steve started looking closer at the stuff on the fridge, slightly disappointed that he didn't get to pet a cat. Though, he figured, if he played his cards right he might get to see a raccoon up close. That'd be neat.

There was actually stuff on their fridge door, which was a relatively new concept for Steve. Back home, his parents wouldn't be caught dead doing that sort of thing. Robin got him in on doing communal schedules and grocery lists on a whiteboard on the fridge, and magnetic poetry which he wasn't any good at, but it was a good laugh. But here? Novelty magnets shaped like vegetables and fish held up business cards and take-out menus, a power bill he assumed was already paid because it was from September and the lights were still on.

There was a handful of mismatched number and letter magnets, mostly spread haphazardly around the fridge door except for one group that crookedly read F UCK TH C0P S that made Steve giggle out loud. His favorite thing, though, was all the pictures of Eddie and Wayne.

Some of them were Eddie's school pictures throughout the years. Two looked like they were from a camping trip: one, a silhouette of Wayne fishing off a dock at either sunrise or sunset, Steve couldn't tell. The other was Eddie, sitting on a rock, tuning a guitar by firelight. One picture had a lot of people in it, clearly taken in the middle of the trailer park. Eddie and some boys Steve didn't know seemed to be engaging in a sword fight with lit sparklers. There was an old picture of Wayne from what must have been his college days.

Steve's favorite was, of course, a picture of Eddie. He was small, hair buzzed short, wearing a paper crown that must have said something like Happy Birthday on it. He was smiling big and open-mouthed at the camera, showing off a missing bottom tooth. At the bottom edge of the photo, partially cut off, was a birthday cake with a lit number 8 candle.

"What are you over there smiling at?" Eddie asked, closing a cupboard and coming up behind Steve. Steve tapped the birthday photo. "Oh good lord, just kill me," Eddie grimaced, immediately moving his hand to cover the picture. Steve laughed and swatted his hand away halfheartedly.

"Aw, come on, Eddie. It's cute! My parents never put this kind of shit on the fridge."

"Really?" Eddie recoiled, looking legitimately shocked. "Thought everybody's parents did mushy garbage like this."

"Not everybody. I mean, don't get me wrong, they had pictures of all of us kids framed around the house but we never got to put stuff on the fridge. Mom said it was uh…" Low class. "It looked messy."

"Huh. Weird… You've got siblings?"

"You sound surprised."

"I mean. I dunno, you kinda struck me as a fellow only child."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve laughed, crossing his arms to feign indignance.

"Nothing! Swear. How many siblings do you have? Where are you in the order?"

"Uh, Jesus. Six, all older. I'm the baby-"

"Actually that makes more sense," Eddie cut him off.

"-but the next youngest is ten years older than me, so I didn't really grow up with them, per se."

Eddie smacked himself on the forehead.

"THAT'S what it is," he yelled, jokingly stumbling backwards at the force of his own blow. "God, seven of you? I'd never survive. How old are your parents?"

"Oh, don't ask me that, you're gonna make me sound like a terrible son."

Eddie cackled as Steve nervously ran his hands through his hair.

"Nah, that's fine. I don't know how old Wayne is, either."

"I'm thirty!" Wayne yelled indignantly from the other side of the trailer.

"Like fuck you are, old man!" Eddie yelled back, making them all laugh.

Steve felt his phone buzz in his pocket and pulled it out to check. Text from Robin.

"Huh…" Steve huffed, unlocking his phone as another text came in.

"Is that Robin? Did she strike out already?" Eddie chuckled, crossing his arms and leaning back against the kitchen counter. Steve shrugged.

dont know what ur doing but u have an hour to come get anything u need from the house

vix is staying the night n u know what that means

;) ;) ;)

"Oh. That makes more sense," he said, sucking his teeth, slipping his phone back into his pocket without replying. "Um. Do you mind if I crash here tonight?"

Realization dawned on Eddie's face and he cackled, giving one loud clap before he doubled over.

"Go Robin!" he cheered as he caught his breath, wiping stray tears from his eyes. "Yeah, you can stay here."

"Thanks. Could I convince you to drive me back to my place just to grab some stuff? Phone charger, shit like that? Apparently I have an hour." Steve tapped his phone in his pocket. Eddie spun and looked at the microwave clock. 

"Uh, maybe. Wayne!" Eddie shouted, leaning out into the hall, hanging by the door frame. "What time do you work tonight?"

"You've got time!" Wayne yelled back, answering the implicit question. "Just hurry up!"

"Cool, let's hit the road then," Eddie turned and looked at Steve, jerking his head to the side to beckon him along. Steve nodded and followed after him, pulling his phone back out.

Be there in 20! PLEASE be decent when I get there.

Robin's response came as they pulled out of the trailer park.

obviously

wait where r u?

I'm with Eddie.

R U SERIOUS?????

u gonna stay w him tonight? ;)

Oh my god stop. But yes.

never omg

hey unrelated: r we going to the nerds party tomorrow?

You can if you want. Eddie invited me to a different party so I'll be with him.

jfc just fuck him already

Tempting, but he's driving right now.

"The hell- Did you just take a picture of me?" Eddie looked between Steve and the road a few times before settling back on paying attention to where he was going.

"Yeah," Steve laughed. "Told Robs I'm with you, need a picture for proof."

"Gotcha," Eddie said skeptically. 

its dark dingus i can barely see whos in the picture

i assume its eddie

Haha, sorry, yeah.

Eddie snuck glances whenever he could at Steve's phone screen, enough to catch Robin's suggestive comment. Steve was wrapped up in their conversation the whole ride back into town, perfectly silent the entire drive.

"Gonna need you to direct me from here, dude," Eddie said, tapping Steve's shoulder to get his attention once they got back downtown.

"Oh! Duh. Um, keep going straight until you hit that light, then turn left. There'll be a parking lot on the right a few blocks down, just pull in there."

"Aye aye, captain," Eddie said with a little salute that made Steve giggle. He followed Steve directions and pulled into a parking lot that he hoped was the right one.

“Cool. Um, you can come up if you want,” Steve said, halfway out of the van.

“Yeah, uh, as much as Robin’s den of depravity sounds like the event of the year, I think I’ll pass.”

“Probably the smart choice.”

Steve shut the van door and ran across the street, fishing keys out of his pocket. Eddie watched as he unlocked the door to the building, nestled in between a pawn shop and a convenience store. Once Steve was out of sight, Eddie pulled his phone out. In his brief absence, the group chat he was in had blown up, and he had a few missed calls from his friends.

Dustpan: is anybody bringing real food to the party tomorrow?

Garebear: Do you guys not have food in your house?

Microwave: not enough to feed all of us!

Leia: yeah, unless you guys want ramen and cheese its all night, we’re going to need to go shopping

Dustpan: which is why I’m asking

Wildred: I’m off work in an hour, I can pick something up if I need to

JIF: How did I know this would happen?

JIF: I just bought like 6 bags of pizza rolls because I knew this would happen.

JIF: Will you might wanna get chips or something

Microwave: get a veggie tray

Garebear: Jesus Christ Mike what are you, 80?

Garebear: a VEGGIE TRAY??

Wildred: lol I’ll grab some stuff. Other than Mike, does anyone have any requests?

Dustpan: depends, where are you going?

Wildred: … The store.

Dustpan: okay, WHICH store, asshole?

Leia: unrelated, but we’re out of coffee so if you’re going to the store could you grab some?

Wildred: That depends on the requests

Wildred: Yes I’ll get coffee

JIF: That is VERY related as I’m sure we will be drinking your coffee in the morning

Garebear: Tru

G-Man: I can bring chips Will don’t worry about it

Wildred: I’m getting pita chips and hummus and nothing else if you guys don’t tell me what you want

Garebear: Nooooo can you get jalapeno cheetos

JIF: Oh shit, yeah, seconding the cheetos

Wildred: Sure

Dustpan: ANYWAY I asked because I want those bulk plantain chips we get but if you aren’t going there then I’m good.

Wildred: I can get your stupid plantain chips, yes

Microwave: do we have eggos? el just texted me

Leia: WHY are you asking the groupchat that?

Microwave: bc i can hear one of you in the kitchen but i don’t know who it is

Microwave: and i don’t want to yell

Dustpan: it’s me, yes we have eggos.

Wildred: Lucas, do Max or Erica want anything?

Leia: please hold

Leia: max also wants jalapeno cheetos. erica wants pocky or oreos

Dustpan: we have like three different kinds of oreos. don’t buy oreos.

Microwave: we have oreos?? since when??

Dustpan: since like, thanksgiving break dude. if you ate more than dino nuggets and mac n cheese maybe you’d know that.

Microwave: hey. harsh

Microwave: i eat other stuff. i JUST asked for a veggie tray

Dustpan: yeah, because you use vegetables as a vessel for ranch.

Wildred: Eddie, do you want anything?

Microwave: also occasionally cheese, don't be reductive

Dustpan: there is something deeply psychologically wrong with you, you know that?

Wildred: Does anybody know what Eddie’s doing right now? I called him but he didn’t answer

Garebear: He never answers his phone, dude

Dustpan: huh. yeah, he didn’t answer me either.

Garebear: His phone has been on silent the entire time he’s had it

JIF: He should be off work by now, idk where he is though

Garebear: Dude. Did you just try to call him too? 

can you get me icecream?

Dustpan: eddie!

Wildred: Yeah man, what kind?

idk cookie dough or something? brand doesnt matter

JIF: He likes Ben and Jerrys

okay yeah but thats expensive

Wilma: lol I’ll see what I can find

you are a benevolent host

One of these days he'd need to come up with a funnier nickname for Grant.

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the hellfire club groupchat is my pride and joy. also, i'm sure you all noticed, we officially have a title and, in turn, we're live on ao3! this part will go up on ao3 later today, i'll link it back here when it does!

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[m1ckeyb3rry]

Less than 12 hours this is actually insane….also wait from the previews the additional time also looks a lot less crusty???? Or maybe it’s just me LMAO either way SOO EXCITED

SHSAHS Tullia out here living her best life I fr forgot for a second that otoya also has a sad backstory his dumbass moments that we’ve talked about just outshine it LMAOOO Nagi’s story fr has me in tears though wdym his house burned down?!?! Ok anyways YES that’s exactly the vibe I was thinking of I just had no idea how to word it LOL Yukimiyas team definitely has an insane level of respect for him and all the training they’ve done through together while hioris is more like “we’ll be your parents” LMAO

LMAOOOO aegislash being the director of the pursuit office au im crying that would be so funny otoya flaming the hell out of tillie and Karasu eulogy quote have me crying

OH FR?? Hopefully that also means less ugly pokemon but we’ll see LOL mega flygon would be so cool I definitely remember people making fan designs for it when megas first came out and some of them go hard

Wait the interteam pokemon dynamics and relations have me spiraling into more universe expansion LMAO first we have garchomp and nidoqueen taking care of babies together and now hydreigon altaria unrequited crush HAHAHA also otoya just straight up not knowing ampharos can mega has me rolling like for all that time he just didn’t know it was possible where even aikus like “lmaoooooooo you dumbass”

DEPRESSED VIBE reading this has me laughing but you’re so right if aiku wasn’t so, well, aiku LMAO then the stubble probably wouldn’t feel as off

No fr when you start touching grass it hits you hard LMAO but the more I think the more I feel like this is an opp….we’ll see if my premonition is correct LOLL

Omg the best dynamic they fight like arch rivals but the moment someone talks shit they’re like “uh. Nuh huh that’s MY rival only I get to say shit to them”

YOU GOT THIS!!! But also take it easy!!! Rewind a bit while watching s2e1 I still can’t believe we’re almost there

IT WAS A THIRD DUDE wait I think you mentioned the third dude briefly before but not the spicy white comment I’m crying talk about a night to remember omg wait sorry I’m laughing too much “oh it’s some Indian thing” “yeah I’m Indian” BYEEEEE bet she was speechless when she saw you at the event omg I can’t

- Karasu anon

THE ADDITIONAL TIME PREVIEWS LOOKED REALLY GOOD i was laughing idek the context but just karasu and nagi going 😐 at each other while otoya and shidou are up to some bs in the background is SO them HFJSJDJ notice how yuki and rin weren’t involved that’s because they’re the only normal ones (well rin debatable but yuki yes) 😭 i’m super excited too AHH based on the previews the art style looks really nice!! less than six hours away now omg…

LMAOOO tullia fr has no problems i was lowkey considering coming up w smth tragic for her but honestly having one normal character might be beneficial to throw into further relief how insane the rest of the cast is 😫 otoya himself is stupid but his backstory is tragic…ngl in the actual story though he’s not quite as much of a dumbass although he does get scammed by chris prince and is crazy for literally every woman (except reader and tullia) he meets he’s also surprisingly mature and chill when the situation calls for it!! he def has his moments where he’s giving cool wise adult (although most of those scenes go to karasu tbh) FDJFJHD NAGI HAS ME CRYING TOO my poor baby…why must he suffer in this way…i say as if i’m not the one who’s making him suffer to embody the themes of the story 😭 yeahhh with yuki’s it’s kind of like his team thinks he has nothing left to prove and if he wants to/needs to do contests now then that’s what they’ll do and NOBODY better say anything without even knowing what he’s going through!!! meanwhile hiori it’s like “oh this little boy has zero parental figures we must adopt him and make him our own” actually lowkey you know what would be cute is if yayoi kinda takes hiori under her wing (pun not intended) when he’s younger and looks out for him when she can?? this both contributes to how tabito knows him as well as his inferiority complex (why does yayoi like hiori more) because he doesn’t understand why yayoi is nice to hiori and not him meanwhile she’s just trying to be the sole kind adult-ish person in the kid’s life 😟 maybe she’s the one who gives him ducklett as a reason to get him to come to the gym more often or smth (it was originally supposed to be tabito’s hence why it’s so sassy but yayoi thought it would do hiori more good)

the best thing about aegislash is with its inclusion you can truly have any au you want within pursuit since it canonically can manipulate people like that and seems to enjoy common manhwa tropes like isekai 😭 it WOULD be the one to just put reader and co in an office au randomly and probably would do so if it wasn’t terrified of houndoom and hydreigon LMAOAAO

a lot of the fan megas are so cool!! i’ve seen a lot of fan designs for a mega lapras too that would be really fire…we’ll see what comes out though ig HDSKJSSJ

I LOVE COMING UP WITH INTERTEAM DYNAMICS lowkey hydreigon just like its trainer in that sense because altaria is also lowkey nagi coded in a way HFSJJDBS they’re both into white fluffy creatures 😭 ig y/n did raise it from a deino it probably considers her its mother (and somehow…otoya is the father…since he helped her bust the ring and all i think hydreigon has a TON of respect for otoya it probably ships reader with him too) hence why it’s so similar to her in the most random aspects KDFHSJSJ lowkey i feel like another dynamic i see working is altaria being obsessed with one of karasu’s birds (probably talonflame) meanwhile the bird just kinda side eyes altaria because it doesn’t want to be on hydreigon’s bad side LMAOO also aegislash def loves reo for some reason because they both read villainess isekai manhwa

YOU CANNOT TELL ME OTOYA WOULD NOT BE THE ONE TO NOT EVEN REALIZE his ampharos had the mega stone and everything and kept trying to mega evolve and otoya would just be like bro wtf are you doing get your head in the game we’ve got a battle to win!! ampharos almost requests to be traded to nagi (idk why but mareep line is also very nagi coded lowkey otoya’s team is just nagi lite)

YEAHHH that’s what i’m saying like the stubble isn’t giving young fun flirty attractive soccer player it’s giving middle aged man in a crisis but caveat is that it’s only attractive on said middle aged men!! also i think the connotation is diff like irl a fully grown man with stubble is attractive especially if they (like barou) are attractive already but a teenager/early twenties man with stubble is hard to pull off without looking nasty 😭

i’ll give you that it is an opp because the breakdown is almost 50% opps so that doesn’t clarify it much HDJSJS ngl the story isn’t hard to write at all but i keep getting distracted and going on my phone after writing like two lines so i haven’t been productive in the slightest LMAOAAO it will be done soon though i hope…mostly because i want to write for karasu again i haven’t written him in soooo long 😔

IT TRULY WAS AN INSANE NIGHT the other day i plugged my digital camera into my phone and i found photos from that night that i don’t remember taking/being taken LMAOAOA there’s one of me where i’m lowkey serving but you can lowkey tell there’s nothing behind my eyes (ofc i made it my insta pfp it’s kinda cunty) i would show you but i don’t want somebody random to click on this and get the privilege of seeing my face HFBDSKSJS anyways yeah the girl was so shocked to see me she was like what are you doing here i was like?? same thing you are?? anyways…

[madzenhaisof]

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii okay yeah I’m back hello, I actually don’t know how long I’ve been gone this time didn’t care too check, also I think last time I said that I’ll only post again if I had something good to say about a girl but I also didn’t check to see if that was true. But anyways well…….. SIKE yeah I still have nothing good to say lol but it’s also not bad. I really have to get it off my chest which is why I’m on here because otherwise I think I might cry and I’m not crying over a girl, girls, or the subject of girls, like I promised my self that like back in 2015 like never again. Also off topic real quick back then I had gotten so hurt honestly probably can find my writing about it in here somewhere but I didn’t cry for real for like years like I really shut myself down until I saw inside out and it was the first time a movie had me crying and like there inside out 2 that’s out right now and I really want to see it lol but yeah back to the subject at hand. There’s this girl who I have a big crush on well there’s actually a few girls but we not gonna talk about them this is about this one girl who lowkey has the lead in the others because she’s older, I hang out with her more, and I just really love her personality, one of the other girls I don’t know that much about but I want to get to know her and the other one I only really talk to on IG. Anyways I have a crush on her but once again she doesn’t like me back. Like I kinda held out hope for maybe possibly but the way she talks to me I’m pretty sure she called me a good friend once and then tonight she find out I was MFING virgin and was like gods sculpting the right one for you and I’m like you the one bitch like damn. I just can’t win man. She was talking abt sex and all the stuff she likes and all I could think abt is her doing that shit to me like I like her so much man. But I have to get over it just like everyone else. I did find out she was bi tho which is kinda weird. But also found out she’s a freak and I want a freak so bad omg. I hate this, it’s literally not even about being single anymore or even a virgin. Like I honestly feel lonely all the time I feel super insecure all the time cause I’m just getting older with no body and I have no experience and I just don’t know what to do. I have no rizz I can’t talk to any one I just feel like a creep all the time. To make things worst a girl that prob talked abt on here before. I accidentally texted somehow cause I fell asleep with my phone open and it sent the craziest shit to her and tried to face time her to I think it was so weird and bad like I can’t man. Anyways actually starting to feel better getting all This out. Honestly just couldn’t leave all this shit in my head it was too much. Like I really don’t know what it’s abt me that just makes me a good friend and not a bf like how do I change from one to the other. Like damn I want to cry but I’m not gonna be a bitch I refuse. Imma get only my Xbox and play a fucking manly ass game. I don’t know what else to say low key lol I guess I’m done trauma dumping. I just hate when other dudes get what I want so bad. Don’t even know what I want for real. I want a relationship but I want to hook up just to learn shit for real. I just don’t know shit and it’s lowkey depressing. Also I have so much going on all the time that when I actually have stuff I rather do I can’t do it. Like all my friends are going out on Friday but I’ll be at my fuckkng family reunion. Now I gotta try to convince ppl to go out on July 27th instead like ughhhhh I hate my life. But I hate saying that because I also just generally love it so much. Also I’ve been a lazy ass and I need to get my shit together for my life and career. Having so much fun that life is just gonna blow me by and everyone would have moved on. Okay okay I think I’m done now actually hopefully lol. Didn’t realize how much I had to let off my chest till I started typing. I really needed this. Welp again thanks for listening hopefully next time I’ll have better news to say. Might actually try to wait till new years this time

[genderless-ghost]

sean’s little self soothing gesture with the baseball, auntie bea trying to help him out (talking about their time at the ball game 🥺) telling him to cherish and remember the small moments of happiness and who people are, not the bad moments (sean buying his sick brother a cap bc he missed it), sean’s freak out when auntie bea says he’s a good man bc he knows the things he’s done and he fully thinks he’s a monster and doesn’t deserve those things and how nothing makes sense (he’s scared of losing people (marion with the scar) and how he doesn’t want people to say they understand and take care of him but he’s taking care of them, he’s not worth the care and they don’t understand what he’s going through) oh god his monologue to auntie bea to get her to stop taking care of him and saying when they kill this thing and get his mom out he’s done, but she still tries to help by saying none of it makes sense (her husband and his brothers deaths, their homelessness) and she still believes they’re saving the world

they are gonna kill kingsley but i think it’s the right call, there’s no way they’ll be able to get rid of the bleed and save him and he’s just suffering but it’s very sweet of marion to get jean and lucas out before they do

the other chapter house is fucked, but love nathaniel’s suggesting of the code word to make sure they are themselves (he picks marion’s flower :0) jean taking care of lucas and patching up marion (such a great character moment for brennan to not mention how many marks sean has, if he didn’t actually take the stitch from last time, he wouldn’t allow himself to be patched up especially after his disagreement with bea)

travis has a second character sheet (journalist to detective)???? taking on the role of the lieutenant? also marion’s immediate check if it’s still nathaniel is so good, also the shade in the note to nathaniel’s father was incredible no notes

the investigation with creatures, i was right the chapter house is fucked, hopefully jean will be back soon after dropping lucas at nathaniel’s house. i also love getting to see them show LT marion and sean working together to clear out the creatures, but also another sean ptsd flashback trying to get an injured marion out and how he’s gone and he feels he can die and not be himself and just not think and rest by listening to LT (oh my poor boy i love him so), it’s also so interesting that sean is like for sure suicidal but he is not pulling the trigger himself but putting himself in situations where he could for sure die, they found the rift uh oh

nathaniel’s dad seems like a shitty dude and i have only heard his name lol. but lucas is safer (?) and jean is booking it back.

ah so the astrolabe that traps bleed is fucked. well. also marion buddy what the fuck why are you using yourself to contain the bleed (empty vessel callback :() they all are with him but something from the other side pulling him like when he got his first bleed scar as a kid, oh it was the thread of life being pulled from him as a kid, oh there’s something there, marion buddy :( oh no he’s being pulled into the rift and thank god for sean and nathaniel trying to pull him back and save him, oh they got him (sean grabbing his legs and just whatever monster i am i can’t lose another brother🥺) auntie bea telling marion you belong here

oh the astrolabe is even more fucked uh oh, but jeans here! she can fix it! maybe! oh marion :( he’s still here but it’s close (he just wants to be loved but thinks he never will, medically he’s close to dying?) oh, everything’s changed

sean’s marion’s LT, i love marion’s just wait i fucking did it? love him. sean telling him to rest bc there’s a million like sean who can shoot, ohh i can’t articulate how much i love sean, like him telling marion that no matter what happens he’s the best man he ever knew :0, that whole conversation was so good

time to find other candela folks and fix stuff?? auntie bea just straight up telling nathanial she doesn’t like him bc of what he represents, lol so funny, but she realizes she put too much blame for bringing sean and his brothers into the war. she thinks of them as her sons and nathaniel was their recruiting officer, im glad she’s apologizing :) even if nathaniel says she’s right he’s a coward bc he’s been pretending to be his brother, thank god for auntie bea tbh

time to warn candela folks! splitting the party is always a good idea, jean and marion are very cute (i still think marion and sean are very good but y’know), time for a dream garden exploration? and he shows jean the exorcism :(. jean was there at the exorcism :(.

auntie bea off to find one of the other circle members, it seems okay? sean goes to the other member, but the door is ajar. it’s dark but he has a gun, he introduces himself but there’s a gun cocking, he drops his gun and puts his hands up, this is bad, he tries to explain and the guy is waiting for the creature. auntie bea notices movement, might be some bleed? she goes inside there’s a woman there, seems nervous but can handle herself (she’s periphery (cop)) - back to sean, he explains about the chapter houses, sean isn’t gonna make him take help but he has it if he wants, he doesn’t figures his time is his time and it’ll end when it does, sean leaves and leaves his gun, the guy was actually the creature and shoots sean, ptsd flashback time, manages to dodge some of the damage and then goes to attack him, he stabs the creature but it’s face shifts to look like sean and shoots him again (he’s down :( but the creature lives) and marion knows something is wrong but he’s all alone and the shotgun cocks again.

oooh i can’t wait for the next session, it really feels like brennan is angling for sean to die. i think personally marion and sean should kiss. i’m not sorry making you all see this, if anything i want you to watch this

finally got around to watching candela obscura chapter 2 episode two and while i haven’t finished it, holy fucking shit the acting is so incredible

i love how human they are and in such dark setting and they are all such incredible actors. all of the characters are so isolated but also so connected to each other.

i love them all but, auntie bea working to rescue sean’s mother from a sanitarium, how lovely and sassy she is with her and with sean after. how she tries to take care of him and i wonder how nathaniel’s family was involved with the war (did he somehow convince sean and his brothers to enlist?), that she says he owes sean, she picks up on a lot

my boy marion’s dream about his childhood and his exorcism at the hands of jeans father, his sleepwalking and losing his soul (all of it or just part of it?) during his sleep and gaining the scar? i wonder how it affects him, like how scared he was, how different he felt

and my beloved sean, planning to get his mom with auntie bea, his immediate defense of nathaniel (what did nathaniel do? sean clearly thinks he didn’t do whatever auntie bea is implying), the hallucination moment with he letter from his mom and what was written is clearly how he feels about himself and what he thinks his mom should feel about him (can’t think for himself and is a monster and a murderer, that it’s his fault his brothers are dead and his mother is in the sanitarium) and the moment where he throws his gun bc he might be suicidal, and then the real letter, how he cries bc he doesn’t quite believe the true and wonderful things she wrote to and about him, oh boy

like i love all of their characters, travis and zehra are incredible and so are their characters but i have a type lol and i have latched on to auntie bea, marion and especially sean. and the connections to stuff we saw in the first episode, auntie bea being protective of sean and marion, how sean views himself bc of what he did in the war, and marion being called a perfect vessel and his cries that there was nothing wrong with him. oh it’s so good but it also hurts, like i almost cried about sean and marion

i haven’t finished yet, but i can’t wait to finish and also can’t wait for the last episode at the end of the month

[raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka]

House of the Dragon Ep. 3: Second of His Name, a Summary (Incorrect Quotes Edition)

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Daemon: *riding Caraxes and dracarysing people in the Stepstones* Crabfeeder, come out of your fucking cave and face me you son of a bitch!

Crabfeeder: *hides in the caves harder*

. . . . .

*Baby Aegon’s birthday party*

Some lord: Omfg, your grace, baby Aegon looks just like you!

Viserys: Of course, he does. He’s my son.

Hobart Hightower: Ah, look at that, baby Aegon’s only 2 and he’s stealing the people’s hearts with his cuteness.

Otto: *lowkey proud grandpa* This morning, baby Aegon ate porridge with his hands. Want to see pics?

Hobart: He’s 2, wtf did you expect? The king’s throwing him an over the top birthday bash. Hopefully, this is more than just him turning 2.

Otto: What do you mean?

Hobart: He’s 2, and not a baby anymore. King Vis should be naming him his heir.

Otto: Lol, it’s not that easy, big bro.

Hobart: Wtf, he’s the firstborn son.

Otto: Well…I don’t think he cares about that.

Hobart: Wtf Otto, you’re the Hand. Open his eyes, mofo.

Tyland: My king, I have some tea from the Stepstones. The crabfeeder pulled a surprise attack.

Viserys: *thoughts* Wtf not this again.

Viserys: Not now, Tyland.

Tyland: But it’s like a national emergency.

Viserys: Dude, it’s been three years. That shit can wait. It’s my son’s birthday. Now, forget about it and eat.

Viserys, to Lyonel: Is everything ready?

Lyonel: Yep, Jason wants us there by noon, I think.

Viserys: Hmm, btw, have you seen Rhae-Rhae?

Lyonel: Uh, no.

Tyland: My king-

Viserys: Wtf Tyland, I said not now.

Tyland: But we have to-

Viserys: *ignores him*

Viserys, to Criston: Where tf is Rhae-Rhae?

Criston: Uh, Idk.

Tyland: The Velaryons and your lil bro-

Viserys: Tyland, seriously?

Otto: Daemon and the Sea Snake started this shit on their own. Whatever happens, that shit is their problem alone.

Viserys: *frustrated* CAN SOMEONE JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHERE RHAE-RHAE IS?!

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *having a picnic alone in the godswood, listening repeatedly to a live performance of an artist on spotify while reading*

Samwell: *song ends*

Rhaenyra: Again.

Samwell: Maybe you want to play the next song?

Rhaenyra: Nope. Just play it on loop.

Samwell: *starts playing again, then stops* Queen Ali.

Rhaenyra: Wtf I didn’t say pause. From the top.

Alicent: Rhae-Rhae?

Rhaenyra: Yes, Queen Ali.

Alicent: They need you in the courtyard, we’re about to leave.

Rhaenyra: Nope, I wanna stay here.

Alicent: Alright, Samwell, gtfo, I need to talk to Rhae-Rhae.

Rhaenyra: Wait, stay by order of the princess.

Alicent: I’m the queen, and I said gtfo.

Samwell: *bows and leaves*

Rhaenyra: *thoughts, mimicking Ali* I’m the queen, I can do whatever I want. Fucking bitch.

Alicent: Your dad wants you to come.

Rhaenyra: It’s not my birthday, I don’t need to be at the party.

Alicent: Rhae-Rhae, he wants us all to be together. I think it could be…fun? Idk.

Rhaenyra: Is it one of my dad’s orders?

Alicent: Well, yes, but-

Rhaenyra: *stands up* Then let’s go. Wtf are we still staying here for?

Alicent: But you shouldn’t worry about it, Rhae-Rhae. It’s-

Rhaenyra: *leaves* K bye.

. . . . .

Viserys: This is nice. Going on a roadtrip with my family.

Rhaenyra: *forces out a smile* …sure.

*carriage hit turbulence in the rocky road*

Alicent: *holds her belly*

Rhaenyra: Wtf. You’re pregnant. Why did you even agree to travel?

Alicent: Maester said I should breath in fresh air.

Viserys: You’ll be a mom soon, Rhae-Rhae. Then I’ll be a proud granddaddy.

Rhaenyra: Uh, no.

Alicent: It’s not that bad.

Rhaenyra: My mom died giving birth to my lil’ bro, so…

Viserys: Well, maybe you should come with me later and-

Rhaenyra: Eh, no. Boars are so yucky.

Viserys: Wtf did you expect? It’s a hunt. How would you like to join us then?

Rhaenyra: I’m not even sure why I’m here, dad.

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae, you’re my baby girl. The princess. It’s your duty to-

Rhaenyra: As I’m always reminded, wtf.

Viserys: Wtf did you say?

Rhaenyra: I said, you sound like a broken record because you keep reminding me.

Viserys: If you did your fucking duties, you wouldn’t be reminded.

Rhaenyra: Why tf would I even care? No one’s here for me. [girl, I feel you.]

Viserys: *visibly and emotionally concerned*

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *enters tent and mostly gets ignored*

Lady wives and Queen Ali: *gossiping over tea*

Larys: I don’t think I’m allowed to go hunting, can I sit here with you girls instead?

Queen Ali: Uh, I guess.

Larys: Yay!

Queen Ali: Btw ladies, this is Larys Strong. He’s Lyonel’s son.

Lynesse Hightower: They said the Stepstones is a place for savages.

Ciera Lannister: Maybe the princess can give us some tea about it.

Rhaenyra: Oh, Idk shit about the Stepstones.

Ciera Lannister: Your uncle started this whole thing.

Rhaenyra: Idk, we haven’t chat in years.

Ciera Lannister: Of course, since your daddy chose you instead of him.

Alicent: Daemon made his own choices, all that shit is his fault. That’s why Vis chose Rhae-Rhae because she’s amazing.

Rhaenyra: Omfg thanks bestie.

Joselyn Redwyne: Well, Daemon made a mess and the king must make it stop. He must send his bad bitches to end those mofos for good.

Rhaenyra: Why? We’re not at war.

Joselyn Redwyne: But we are. Even though your daddy is still in denial, your uncle and the Sea Snake dragged us into it.

Rhaenyra: Ok, you’re complaining about it, I understand. So tell me, how exactly is your crinkly old ass helping the sitch, hmm? By sitting here in a comfy chair, petting your dog, and eating cake?

Joselyn Redwyne: …

Larys:

Rhaenyra: I thought so. Later, you old bitches.

. . . . .

Jason, to Rhaenyra: Hi princess, I’m Jason Lannister.

Rhaenyra: I know, lol. You have lion patterns in your clothes.

Jason, to a servant: Hey, get the princess a drink.

Rhaenyra: Omfg you look familiar. Your twin bro serves my dad, right?

Jason: *hands Rhae-Rhae wine* Yes, I think because he likes all the boring meetings. Btw, this drink’s made in Lannisport and it’s the best ever.

Rhaenyra: Uh, sure.

Jason: This place is nice, but the one near my house is better. You been there?

Rhaenyra: Once, but I don’t remember much.

Jason: You can get a nice view of the Sunset Sea from my house. I don’t have a dragonpit, but don’t worry. I have the money to build one.

Rhaenyra: *confused* Why tf do you need a dragonpit?

Jason: Uh, because you have a dragon. I would do anything for my future wife. *wink-wink*

Rhaenyra: Wait

Rhaenyra: *walks out* WTF

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: DAD WHAT THE FUCK?!!

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae, what-

Rhaenyra: You’re marrying me off to some old bat? Wtf is wrong with you?

Viserys: Baby, you’re 17. You’re legal age now.

Rhaenyra: That old bat is arrogant and a fucking idiot!

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae, people have been coming to me asking for your hand. And I HAVE TRIED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT IT, BUT YOU JUST SHUT ME OUT EVERY FUCKING TIME!

Rhaenyra: BECAUSE I DON’T WANNA GET MARRIED!

Viserys: DON’T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, YOUNG LADY!

Otto: Uh, my king, we’re in the middle of a party. So kindly just…shh.

Viserys, to Rhaenyra: You have to get married.

Viserys, to Otto: Wtf is it now?

Otto: Fyi, my bitches reports they saw a white hart stag. And think it will be the biggest tea for baby Aegon’s birthday party buffet.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *gets to her horse* I’m so getting tf out of here.

Criston: *sees Rhae-Rhae leaving* Wtf princess! Wait!

Rhaenyra: *ignores Crispy and leaves*

Criston: *gets into a horse and runs after Rhae-Rhae* WTF WTF WTF I have to protect her or it’s my head.

Criston: Princess, wait!

Rhaenyra: Go away, Crispy!

Criston: *catches up and stops the horses* You’re giving me a heart attack. Wtf happened back there?

Rhaenyra: My dad’s trying to marry me off to Jason Lannister. I mean, my daddy chose me as heir then just paired me off to some old bitch. Wtf is he thinking?

Criston: So…you want me to kill him?

Rhaenyra: *laughs* I wish.

Criston: I think we should go back to camp.

Rhaenyra: I don’t feel like going back yet. Maybe we should explore first.

Rhaenyra: Tell me, Crispy, did you ever got close to getting married?

Criston: Nope. I would’ve, but I chose to be kingsguard instead.

Rhaenyra: You’re so lucky you get to make decisions for yourself. Me on the other hand…

Criston: Rhae-Rhae, there are people who would love to take your place.

Rhaenyra: They’re only saying that because they’ve never been in my place, Crispy. I may be a princess, but I’m powerless.

Criston: No, you’re not. You literally had me in line to be a kingsguard. That’s not powerless. You’re a boss-ass bitch.

. . . . .

Viserys: *hunting and so bored* Are we there yet?

Hunstman: We’re following the trail, my king. The white hart is a symbol of royalty here, way before dragons came.

Otto: *excited* Omfg! This is so exciting! And this is happening on my grandson’s- I mean, Prince Aegon’s birthday! This is a sign!

Viserys: Uh…sure.

. . . . .

Viserys: *gets drunk*

Jason: Hi, my king. *shows him a spear* I had this made as a gift in honor of the baby prince.

Servant: *takes the spear*

Viserys: *lowkey unimpressed* This is nice, I guess.

Jason: I hope you’ll use that to kill the white hart stag.

Viserys: Uh, thanks for the spear.

Jason: Btw, I would love for Princess Rhae-Rhae to be my wife. If that happens, you will have strength.

Viserys: Wtf do we need more strength for?

Jason: Hey, if someone offers you more dragons, you’d take them, right?

Viserys: Bitch, do you even have dragons to offer?

Jason: ….

Jason: Btw, I have a big, nice house and Rhae-Rhae can live with me there. It wouldn’t be so bad after it gets taken from her.

Viserys: What will be taken from her?

Jason: Well, when you choose baby Aegon as heir.

Viserys: Why tf would I do that?

Jason: Well-you have a baby boy now. People just assume-

Viserys: People? So there’s many of you? Son of a bitch. Are you fucking questioning me about my choices on who’s going to sit after me?

Jason: Uh, no. I mean-

Viserys: Wtf I thought long and hard to choose Rhae-Rhae as the heir. The bitches in the kingdom should fucking remember that.

Jason: …

Viserys: Btw, thanks for the gift.

Jason: K bye.

Otto: My king. The white hart will be found, don’t worry. Btw, what do you think of Jason’s idea?

Viserys: It’s ridiculous. That bitch has a bigger head than I thought.

Otto: You’re not just Rhae-Rhae’s dad, you’re the king. You command her something, she’ll have no choice but to do it.

Viserys: I don’t want that for my baby girl. I want her to be happy.

Otto: I have another idea, btw. Maybe marry her off to her bro?

Viserys:

Viserys: Are you fucking serious?

Otto: Yeah, I mean-

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae’s 17 and Aegon is 2. WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

Otto: But-

Viserys:

Viserys: Bitch, I came here to hunt. Not to talk about this nonsense!

Otto: Sorry. So sorry, my king. I have to go now.

. . . . .

Lyonel: I already sent people to find Rhae-Rhae, my king. Crispy Coleslaw went after her, so maybe they’re together.

Viserys: *drunk af* Where have I failed at parenting? I tell her to not do something, and she’ll do the exact opposite. Some king I am.

Lyonel: When your granddaddy Jaehaerys was king, there was peace. But his babies also drove him crazy. It runs in the family. Lol

Viserys: *drinks more wine*

Lyonel: Uh, don’t you wanna hear what I think?

Viserys: Lemme guess, you want her to marry one of your sons?

Lyonel: Lol no, I think she should marry the Sea Snake’s son, Laenor. He’s like the heir to the richest house in Westeros so technically, he’s the best option. Also, I think the Sea Snake’s still salty when you rejected his proposal to marry his baby girl. I just hope ser Laenor makes it out alive of the Stepstones though.

Viserys: Huh, that’s actually a great idea. I’ll think about that.

. . . . .

Criston: Princess, I really think we should get back to camp.

Rhaenyra: I think I like it better here.

Criston: I’m pretty sure, your daddy’s worried about you.

Rhaenyra: Idgaf if he’s worried or not.

Criston:…ok.

Rhaenyra: Hey Crispy, do you think I’d be accepted as queen?

Criston: They’ll have no choice, lol. Your daddy already made you his heir.

Horse: *uneasy* I sense something coming.

Rhaenyra: Omfg wtf was that?

Criston: *pulls sword* Stay calm, I got it.

Boar: *charges at Rhae-Rhae*

Rhaenyra: WTF CRISPY HELP!

Criston: *stabs the boar*

Boar: *still oinking* bitch you thought-

Rhaenyra: *stabs it repeatedly* JUST! FUCKING! DIE! ALREADY!

. . . . .

Viserys: *drinking and standing by the bonfire*

Alicent: Hey, you ok?

Viserys: *drunk ranting* I chose Rhae-Rhae to protect Westeros from Daemon. She’s my only baby. The realm’s delight.

Alicent: Uh, Viserys?

Viserys: *continues ranting*

Alicent: Ok, Vis. You’re drunk. Get some rest.

. . . . .

Otto: We didn’t find the white hart, but we did find this other stag.

Harwin: It’s not the white hart, my king. But he’s a big one.

Jason: *hands him the spear* Spear for the kill!

Viserys: *takes the spear* Alright, let’s do this.

Viserys: *stabs the stag*

Viserys: Ok, we’re done here.

. . . . .

Rhaenyra: *looks over the view of the Kingswood* Omfg it really is pretty here.

White Hart Stag: *shows up* Hey yow, Princess.

Criston: *grabs his sword*

Rhaenyra: No, it’s ok, Crispy.

White Hart Stag: K bye. *leaves*

. . . . .

Rhaenyra and Criston: *returns to camp with the dead boar*

Everyone: *gasps*

Rhaenyra: *covered in blood* I’m back, bitches! Miss me?

Everyone: WTF

Harwin:

Jason:

Rhaenyra: I brought a boar to be cooked, You’re all fucking welcome!

. . . . .

Alicent, to Otto: Hi daddy.

Otto: Did you enjoy the family trip?

Alicent: Uh, sure.

Otto: How’s my grandbaby?

Alicent: He’s fine. People are fond of him, btw.

Otto: Of course, he’s cute. Also, he’s the future king.

Alicent: Dad, isn’t Rhae-Rhae the heir?

Otto: Aegon is the baby boy. Rhae-Rhae is a girl.

Alicent: So?

Otto: So, he’s ahead in the succession. As boys always are before the girls.

Alicent: I can’t have my baby steal Rhae-Rhae’s birthright.

Otto: It’s Aegon’s. Why are you in denial about this?

Alicent: But-

Otto: You have to convince him.

Alicent: Wtf

. . . . .

Alicent: Hey, Vis. How you feeling?

Viserys: *still drunk, continues to rant about Rhae-Rhae*

Alicent: …

Alicent: *sees a letter on the table* Wtf is that?

Viserys: A letter from the Sea Snake’s lil’ bro.

Alicent: *reads the letter* Omfg, they’re asking for help. Why aren’t we sending help?

Viserys: Because it was started by two idiots who were not happy with my decisions. And if I do send help, what will the people say about me, huh?

Alicent: Uh, that you’re a good guy who loves his baby brother?

Viserys: …

Viserys: I’m gonna have to do the right thing here, aren’t I?

Alicent:

Viserys: Dammit.

. . . . .

Viserys, to Addam: Deliver this to my lil’ bro to Dwarfstone.

Addam: Yes, my king. K bye.

Rhaenyra: Dwarfstone? Wtf is going on?

Viserys: I’m sending help to your uncle Daemon.

Rhaenyra: *doesn’t believe it* Uncle Daemon asked for help?

Viserys: Nah, he’d die if I wouldn’t so…

Rhaenyra: *squeaks in Dolores Madrigal*

Viserys: Am I wrong for doing it?

Rhaenyra: Does it even matter what I think?

Viserys: Daemon is giving me enough headaches without you adding to it. Why do you keep adding to it?

Rhaenyra: If this is about that old bat-

Viserys: I’m sorry, Rhae-Rhae. I’m just trying to help you, that’s it. What wrong with that?

Rhaenyra: Because you have a new favorite! And it’s Alicent’s baby boy. I mean, I know you’ve always wanted a son and now you have one. What does that make me now, daddy?

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae, wtf are you talking about?

Rhaenyra: Daddy, everyone knows it. Even Jason Lannister knows it.

Viserys: Baby, we marry for advantage, to gain more allies, and strengthen our army. You already know this, right? I was promised to your mommy.

Rhaenyra: I know, wtf. I’ve heard this story a million times.

Viserys: I loved your mommy. She made me who I am today. Look, I’m not replacing you. That never even came to me. I just want to see you happy.

Rhaenyra: You think finding a hubby for myself would do that?

Viserys: I’m saying a family.

Rhaenyra: I had a family. But you know…*shrugs*

Viserys: Wtf do you want me to do?

Rhaenyra: Daddy, please. If it was for advantage, you would’ve married Laena Velaryon.

Viserys: …

Viserys: *lowkey impressed* *thoughts* Omfg she speaks the truth.

Viserys: I mean…you’re not wrong.

Viserys: But seriously, you have get married. I don’t care who it is, as long as you’re happy.

Rhaenyra: Thanks, daddy.

Viserys: Rhae-Rhae. I promise you, in your mommy’s memory, you will always be my favorite.

. . . . .

Corlys: We need to keep fighting. We can’t give up now.

Laenor: It’s pointless, dad. When we’re not attacking, they come out. But when we attack, they hide.

Vaemond: Because they know they’d be barbequed if they do. The caves are their bunker, they ain’t comin’ out unless they have to.

Laenor: Then we give them a reason to come out of the bunker. We’ll need a volunteer to go in and wave a surrender flag for show.

Corlys: Ok, but who?

Vaemond: Yeah, who? Who actually has balls to go there and say ‘it’s over, you win’, huh?

Laenor: Idk, Daemon?

Vaemond: He’s the fucking reason we’re losing, wtf!

Laenor: Oh, I’m sorry, wtf have you done while we were all working our asses off to win? Complain all the fucking time!

Corlys: That’s enough. We don’t have time for this shit.

Vaemond: Wtf! We obviously need help. But y’all are too proud to ask for it.

Corlys, to Vaemond: Lil’ bro, I swear to god stop being such a drama queen!

Daemon: *arrives late* I’m here! Sorry I’m late. Air traffic. What I miss?

Vaemond: If we don’t do anything, we’ll all die here.

Addam: *surprise entrance* Prince Daemon, I brought you some tea from your big bro, the king. *hands him a letter*

Daemon: *takes and reads the letter*

The Letter: Hey, lil’ bro. I’m sending you help. Look, I know we fight a lot but whatever happens you’re still my lil’ bro and I don’t wanna see you fail. Hope you come home soon.

Daemon: *beats the shit out of Addam*

Laenor: *grabs Daemon* Wtf are you doing?

Daemon, to Addam: Get your fucking ass out of here!

Corlys: Wtf, Daemon?

Laenor: Btw, if we're going to win this, we need someone to-

Daemon:

Daemon, rowing to the Stepstones: *mumbles* Viserys thought I can’t do anything right? Huh, I’ll show him. Imma win this shit right now. I don’t need his fucking help.

Daemon:

Crabfeeder Army: *gets out of the caves* Kill him!

Laenor, on Seasmoke: *burns the crabfeeder army* Dracarys, bitches!

Crabfeeder Army: *gets barbequed*

Velaryon Army: Let’s finish these mofos!

Crabfeeder Archers: Kill them all!

Laenor, on Seasmoke: Did you forget about me? Dracarys!

Crabfeeder Archers: *gets barbequed*

Daemon: *goes after the Crabfeeder and kills him*

Daemon: *coming out of the cave with the Crabfeeder’s upper body* IT’S OVER! WE WON! IN YOUR FACE, VISERYS! I DIDN’T NEED YOUR FUCKING HELP!

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I promise I'll upload every episode before the season finale. Please don't hate me.

[sonianvmd]

thh characters with a crush on you

warnings: none, maybe some swearing but otherwise nothing major

oH and mentions of murder and death but this is danganronpa so im going to assume u expected as much

a/n: so we kickin this blog off with a bang, writing for LITERALLY THE ENTIRE TRIGGER HAPPY HAVOC CAST LMFAOAOAOAO (excluding hifumi, yasuhiro, and the two despairs doe bc i’ve already made that clear)

also some character’s sections are shorter than others im sorry i just couldnt think of as many bullet points for them *tiktok cry emoji*

edit: I FORGOT CELSESTE FU K SORRY

spoilers under the cut!!

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makoto naegi

when he realizes he likes you, he doesn’t necessarily panic or anything, but he does get nervous

nervous around you, that is

y’all saw how he was with sayaka

if he says anything that might sound intimate then he’ll immediately rephrase it or reassure he didn’t mean anything by it

he really only does have good intentions but his wording just kinda flops sometimes

he appreciates how you listen to him and value what he says

you don't make him feel dumb or inferior compared to a bunch of ultimates with actual talents

he’ll muster up the courage to tell you eventually

let’s hope his luck comes through 😁

byakuya togami

now when THIS man realizes he likes you, he a bitch nigga bout it 😐

he can't believe he fell for a common plebeian such as you

but it was hard not to

the way you preferred to get to the point

the way you were aware of your situation and didn't sugarcoat how you felt about it, although you certainly were nicer with it than him

he's ruthless

anyways

you knew your priorities and spent no time trying to use your resources

he noticed how much you had in common; in you, he saw himself

and we all know how this mf feels about himself 😐

he’ll be quick to defend you in class trials

he won’t realize he’s doing it but he just subconsciously protects you

but just because he doesn't notice it, don't mean the rest of the class brushes past it as well

yeah they on his ass LMFAOO

kyoko kirigiri

kyoko is very good at keeping her composure so she won’t be very obvious

she’ll probably just hang around you more

she’ll also defend you in class trials, calmly

“oh, it couldn’t have been [name]. i remember seeing them in their dorm around the time the murder took place.”

hifumi probably finna say some dumb shit like “aye what was you doin in their dorm doe” but anyways

she finds you respectable

if you have anything to contribute, she’ll let you take the floor

when she tells you, she’s very composed, but also very indirect LMFAO

she’s not too sure on how to express her interest in you but maybe she’ll go about it like “well, [name], now we’ve made it here, would you like to step back into the world with me?” or somethin else along those lines idk

take her hand

pls

toko fukawa

y’all know her whole “master togami” shtick

yeah so 😁😁😁😁

no but fr, toko ofc still has her borderline stalkerish 🧍🏾‍♀️ tendencies

she’ll often find herself staring at you, either in the library or in the morning meetings everyday at breakfast

but she isn’t as straight forward as she is with byakuya

i actually think she’d be mad shy and non confrontational

the whole thing she kept up with him ? yeah, never again

if you approach her first then she’ll be able to get a few words out but for most of the conversation, she’ll just nervously play with her braids

you’ll most likely put two and two together

unless ur a makoto kinnie bc then you’ll have to wait till someone else puts it in place for u but anyways

if you decide to approach her about it, you’ll kinda be backing her into a corner bc she’s just bad at deflecting things lmao

she’ll eventually confess (begrudgingly but hey i mean its better than nothing)

expect much stuttering and a gesture like giving you a small gift

and not to be that writer that uses japanese terms in english writing but toko seems like a tsundere but not really if that makes sense?? so she’d probably shove it in your hands and if you try to say something then she’ll just try to play it off as not a big deal lol

calls u a baka 😍😍

aoi asahina

i know y’all all see how she is with sakura

yeah.

aoi is the kind of person who’d like to spend time with their crush rather than shy away from them

she values you and your friendship very much

bring her donuts

just trust me bring her donuts

she doesn’t really realize she’s into you like that for a while but believe me, she is, the whole time

and yeah i think she’d be nervous to tell you bc that’s just natural but ultimately she’d be cool about it

uh oh looks like we goin for a swim

sakura ogami

similar to kyoko, she’s very calm

despite her big and bad appearance, she really is a sweet girl

she cares for you and your well-being very much

will indeed go on x games mode for you

the way she tells you is very sincere and well spoken

kith her

naow

im sorry this is like the shortest one i couldn’t think of much for her 😔😔

leon kuwata

flirtatious ass mf

and he’s lightskin

so this just cannot go well

y’all know that bit where it’s like the guy yawns and stretches his arms up and then wraps one around your shoulder

yeah that’s literally him LMFAOO

he’s very confident

he was fairly well known with the ladies at his old school so you know he’s rhockin wit it ‼️

but

you feel.. different than usual ??

those girls were just lil flings n dates bc he was nice enough to accept their confessions and it boosted his ego anyway so it was a win win

but you

he was genuinely interested in you since he had saw you the first time

he didn’t just acknowledge your appearance

he learnt about your personality and your hobbies and what you liked and such, and he really cared and wanted to hear you talk about it all

he felt the need to really make an effort to show you how much he respected and had affections for you

he doesn't tell you in a grand way

probably just asks you out to a movie or somethin

he's chillin

mondo owada

you know

for being the biggest, baddest, most respected biker gang leader

or just for being in a biker gang period

mondo’s a huge softie lol

yeah he gets violent but he’s a sweet guy who cares about and is loyal to his friends

so mfs need to be nice to you

or they gettin whooped

when he decides it’s time to tell you how he feels, he thinks over his words and he’s all confident there’s no way you’d reject him but then he sees you in the halls and goes 🧍🏾 LMFAOOO

he’ll push through but it’s like he’ll walk up to you and look away from you because he refuses eye contact and just go

“so y/n, would you wanna.. tch.. come to a drive-in movie with me or somethin’?... dumbass.”

real smooth mondo i think you got em good job

please tease him LMFAOO it’d be so funny

he’d probably yell but you can tell he’s not mad so you just keep going with it

but once you’re done tormenting him, you do agree to the movie, don’t worry 🙏🏾

also mondo would call his s/o doll

that is all

chihiro fujisaki

my fav dude in a dress <3

chihiro would be quite shy, but that’s just how he is tbh so no surprise there

he’s very kind so he’d check up on you often just to see how you are

he cares about you v much

the way he confesses is one that consists of a red face as he offers you a box of candy or something similar

and he’d feel honored that you reciprocate his feelings

he’d be very scared to tell you his secret but once he does, he’s delighted to hear it doesn’t make any difference to you

he doesn’t know how he got so lucky with you

not only because woooo they like me back but also because you like him despite,, well everything about him LMFAOO

sweet lil boy

i’d feel like he’d talk about you to alter ego a lot

and when u meet the program for the first time, he’s like “oh! you must be [name]! master’s told me all about you :)”

sobbing i miss him

kiyotaka ishimaru

okay here’s the thing

if taka were to like someone

i can’t tell whether he’d be more strict because he doesn’t want them to get in trouble (and also so it would hopefully divert any suspicion that he DOES like you since he treats you the same as everyone else, only more)

or if he’d hold back more because he favors them LMFAOO

so imma write a lil bit for both

in the case that he was even stricter:

he’d prefer to be around you because he believes the best way he can make sure you stay out of trouble is to make sure you don’t get into any in the first place

of course it’s impossible to monitor you every second of every day but he does his best to make sure you’re doing well

if he sees you do anything out of line, he’s shutting that shit down IMMEDIATELY

but in the case he let up:

he’d still lecture you but noticeably less than the other students

if your feet were resting on top of a desk, he’d ask you to move them and then leave you alone rather than yell at you and forcibly move them himself

if you notice his behavior towards you in comparison to the other students do not tease him about it he will go as red as his eyes /hj

either way he’s confessing to you with a polite but exaggerated bow while holding out a well thought out letter with both hands

sayaka maizono

she will tell you

idk why but i feel like she’d be straight up lol

she’d make sure she’s sincere

she is the ultimate pop idol and all so she wants to make sure you know that she really does like you and isn’t playing a sick joke on you or anything

ok bc

while i do think she’d tell you

i’d feel like she’d be a little indirect just to see how you feel

like she’d give you a free ticket to one of her upcoming concerts with a kind smile

and naturally, you're like :o

and of course you come to support her

and seeing you smile at her from the crowd and cheer her on was the encouragement she needed to push her to ask you out

for real this time

she asks if you wanna come to a concert with her and ur like “oh yeah i love ur shows!!” bc ur dumb and then she’s like “no i mean.. for another artist” and eventually it hits you that she’s asking you out and ur like “oH YEAH YEAH SURE THAT SOUNDS GREAT YEAH OK” LMFAOO

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i really hope that this is good LMFAOO this is my first time writing for dr so 😃👍🏾

fun fact i finished toko’s section first and taka’s last 😁😁

and i’d like to thank @mius-imagination @bloodygir n the rest of the discord for helping me figure some of these characters out *simultaneously whips and nae naes*

bye ive been working on this for like weeks this took forever

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edit: here’s a deleted section bc i kept blanking for this character 😍

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 324: Is There a Force Field Around Him??

Previously on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal was all “please tell Midoriya that I spent a concerningly small amount of money upgrading U.A. into a wacky physics-defying funtime grid so as to make the final battle much more confusing for everyone.” Present Day!Mic (or Present!Mic, if you will) and Jeanist were all “if only somebody could deescalate this dangerously unhinged mob, we’ve tried nothing and we’re all out of ideas.” Ochako was all “LISTEN UP PEOPLE.” The mob was all, “god??” Ochako was all, “NO, IT’S ME, OCHAKO. I’M REALLY HIGH UP ON THIS BUILDING AND THE VISIBILITY IS LOW DUE TO THE RAIN, SO I CAN SEE HOW YOU MIGHT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. ANYWAYS, DEKU WAS OUT THERE RISKING HIS LIFE FOR YOU CLOWNS EVEN THOUGH HE’S JUST A KID, SO I WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE IF YOU COULD ALL REMEMBER HOW TO BE DECENT HUMAN BEINGS, THANKS.” Let’s see if her Big Scolding Energy has any impact.

Today on BnHA: Horikoshi is all “so I have this speech planned out, and it’s really good, but it also only really needs about 6 to 8 pages, but I’m gonna see if I can stretch it out to 17 pages so I can kill time before we get to the next volume cliffhanger two weeks from now.” Anyway but it really is a good speech though. There are feels, and tears, and more talk about how Deku is so in need of a shower that just looking at him requires a tetanus booster, and more feels, and more tears, and bonus ship drama, and an iconic callback to the very first chapter which reframes the entire series in a new context in a totally epic and moving way, and it’s all very good. Except that Horikoshi is determined to never let anyone actually give this kid a hug. Who hurt you, dude.

omg we are opening on a callback to chapter 212, a.k.a. the chapter with by far the cutest flashback that doesn’t involve any baby Todorokis

baby Ochako is lethally cute. she could literally murder someone with her cuteness. I just want to scoop her up and play airplane with her until she accidentally activates her quirk while we’re spinning around and we both helicopter up into the air never to be seen again

“a child’s insistence” huh well that’s all well and good, but I sure hope this doesn’t mean we’re going to drag out the whole “sternly lecture the obnoxious citizens” plot for another whole chapter. no offense but I think we’re good

so page 2 is just continuing the whole happy/worried faces monologue, which of course is very important to Ochako’s character as it provides the context for why “who protects the heroes” ended up becoming her thing. and this is making me think we actually are in for a whole second chapter of this sob. when will my boy finally get to rest

OH MY GOD SUDDENLY THESE PEOPLE HAVE EYES IMAGINE THAT

HORIKOSHI: [reaches for a box of tissues while tearfully penning an homage to his beloved Spider-Man 2, specifically the train scene where the crowd sees Peter without his mask and they suddenly realize just how young he is]

HORIKOSHI’S HOMAGE SCENE: “COME TO THINK OF IT, I GUESS IT WAS KIND OF MEAN FOR US TO PICK ON THIS TEN YEAR OLD KID WHO WEIGHS 75 POUNDS AND LOOKS LIKE HE LOST A FIGHT WITH SATAN’S MOLDY OLD BASEMENT”

lol at this one guy who can feel the mood of the crowd shifting and is all “WAIT, NO, I WANTED TO KEEP BEING AN ASSHOLE DAMMIT”

as many pointed out last week, this man is wearing an All Might shirt. that’s some fantastic irony there

-- SDKFJWIGKS

“LITTLE GIRL, I HOPE YOU’RE NOT SUGGESTING THAT WE SHOULD ALL BE WALKING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A SOVIET-ERA BUS STOP.” heh. last week I said I was ashamed of BnHA being my favorite manga. that was a lie, actually

(ETA: in the original Japanese Ochako’s next two lines are basically “the only ones covered in mud will be us heroes!” followed by “please give us some time to get rid of the mud”, with that second line basically being the single funniest thing I’ve ever read rdslkjl. Ochako thank you so much for supporting my running gags. “YEAH WE KNOW HE’S DIRTY. WE ARE GONNA TRY AND CLEAN HIM UP, BUT IT MAY TAKE A WHILE, I’M JUST SAYING. I MEAN LOOK AT HIM. HE LOOKS LIKE AN ASBESTOS COSPLAY.”)

doesn’t the megaphone kind of look ever so slightly like an axe that she’s wielding maniacally here

easy there Lizzie Borden

also that’s a really bold claim to make there. and not one she necessarily should have to make, either. but as we all know, there’s nothing that shounen manga likes more than having its heroes bravely hoist heavy burdens of responsibility like good self-sacrificing citizens

p.s. lowkey loving how Kacchan is positioned here standing slightly behind Deku. not presuming to stand in front of him all overprotectively (because he would hate if anyone ever did that to him), and kind of being unobtrusive and letting others take center stage -- but still being close enough to Deku that he can catch him if he stumbles or passes out again

(ETA: or maybe not lmao.

DEKU: [falls to his knees]

KACCHAN: [glancing up from his phone a few minutes later] “someone just sent me the stupidest meme about milk crates -- oh. uh. you good...?”

really, son. “the burdens you can’t carry, we’ll carry them for you. ...later, I mean. right now it’s late, and we’re all cold and wet.”)

also lowkey loving this OchaTsu moment here

I was going back and binging Ochako chapters this past week for reasons, and I gotta say it really stuck out to me just how often these two are paired with each other. they do everything together. it’s a really sweet friendship that often goes unappreciated but it’s very cute

meanwhile, not to be outdone by the OchaTsu, Iida is staring at Ochako with open admiration talking about how she’s fighting too. it’s been so long since we’ve had any IidaRaka you guys. I was starving and I didn’t even know it

oh my lord IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING

THE LIGHT IS BACK. he finally looks like him again. what a cathartic fucking moment omg

ffklkdw

“I KNOW YOU ARE ALL SCARED, BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS, WE DEFINITELY CANNOT GUARANTEE YOUR SAFETY AND WE ARE ALL SCARED TOO!” good pep talk there kiddo

BUT, jokes aside, truth be told this is the exact right approach to take imo, and something that’s long overdue. I’ve said this before, but this new generation of heroes is shaping up to be much more transparent than the All Might generation. they’re basically abandoning the almighty, untouchable Superman “heroes as gods” concept in favor of the more nuanced “heroes as people” concept instead. and that’s a good thing. seeing their heroes as humans, with human limitations and weaknesses and flaws, will hopefully not only lead to more scrutiny and accountability, but also more awareness of how hard some of them are working and how much they’re sacrificing. that’s something All Might never quite grasped back at the start of the series -- that the weak, vulnerable, injured him could be just as inspiring as the mighty, invincible him -- perhaps even more so. there’s a power in seeing otherwise ordinary people show extraordinary bravery and compassion. it inspires others to try and do the same

SSDLHK AIZAWA SIGHTING AAHHHHHH

so he was still back at the hospital this whole time?? smdh at this disrespect. that feeling when your sexy self-insert character’s powers of rationality are too strong, and so you have to nerf him so that he doesn’t ruin your Deku Angst arc twice over by (1) immediately talking some sense into Deku and making him come home Right This Instant Young Man, and (2) not allowing him to leave U.A. in the first fucking place. excuse me, you want to do WHAT now, Midoriya?? that’s it, go to your room

also living for Katsuki and Hawks’s soft expressions. Shouto’s too, although his is tinier and harder to see. and Jeanist’s 12-foot-long neck. imagine Jeanist’s head with Mic’s hair. maybe Jeanist had a mohawk back in the day and that’s why U.A.’s doors are so big now

speaking of soft faces, Enji’s is also excellent

what could this random close-up possibly imply?? hell if I know. but Horikoshi truly fears no discourse and that’s what I love about him

OMGGGG

“smh my child is so dumb.” poor Ochadad. your child is cute af count your blessings

SDOFFHSMH

I’m telling you guys. lethally, catastrophically cute

this speech is still ongoing lol. Horikoshi you’re doing so good but I think we get the point now my dude. you gotta learn how to transition out of these things

UNEXPECTED TOGA WHAT

“there we go” Horikoshi says, crossing off the last line on his list of Ochako ships. “that’s all of ‘em”

poor Ochako is just repeating the same “LET HIM REST, PLEASE, WITH EVERYONE’S COOPERATION, IF YOU DON’T MIND, WE APPRECIATE IT” talking points over and over again hoping someone will throw her a bone and acknowledge her already. SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HER

literally they’re all just staring up at her silently omg. work with me people!!

now she’s saying it for the 56th time but more dramatically all of a sudden

they got so dramatic that for a minute I thought she had suddenly leaped off the building or something

look, not to rush you or anything Horikoshi, but I’m starting to get the feeling that this is yet another one of those “the volume is ending soon so I need to either hurry things up or slow things down in order to make sure we end it on my perfect cliffhanger ending” chapters where you go to ridiculous lengths to drag things out much to the exasperation of your week-to-week readers

(ETA: ftr, volume 31 ended on chapter 306, and I’m predicting that vol. 32 will end with chapter 316 (a.k.a. “you’re next!” [explodes]). I’m guessing vol. 33 will follow suit and likely end on chapter 326, so keep your eyes peeled for a big cliffhanger in two weeks’ time. Deku’s dad?? All Might in peril?? U.A. traitor at long fucking last?? we shall see.)

is Deku straight up falling in love with Ochako right on the spot lol what is happening

I know I just said that I enjoy when Horikoshi gives zero fucks about discourse, but shipping discourse is a whole different beast lol. I hope he’s prepared

(ETA: and for the record, I have no interest in shipping discourse either, as always. and I think this scene can be interpreted as platonic, tbh, with the context being that Ochako was literally introduced as someone who was willing to help him so casually without a second thought, and now here she is saving him again.

I don’t think it really fully hit Deku until this moment how much he needed saving. like I said in another meta somewhere, selflessness is basically just selfishness on behalf of others. and Deku is selfless to a fault, but that’s okay, and it doesn’t mean he needs to change -- he just needs friends who are willing to be be selfish on his behalf in turn. and I think the full emotion of what it means to have friends like that just hit him at last. everything his friends have done for him, how much he needed it and didn’t even realize, and how grateful he is. anyways what a terrible day for rain.)

-- son of a --

is he apologizing?? or pleading?? please tell me that’s not the case, because what the actual fuck. Deku you beautiful precious radiant selfless child, this is the exact opposite of how this should be. all these motherfuckers should be on their knees apologizing to you

DEKU WHY

I DIDN’T ASK FOR THIS FREAKING BOMBARDMENT OF EMOTIONS GODDAMIT. OUT HERE ARMED WITH YOUR FREAKING TREBUCHET OF FEELS TO LAUNCH AT ME UNPROVOKED. WHAT’S WITH THAT

FREAKING CHRIST. THIS BOY IS CRYING HIS EYES OUT AND HORIKOSHI IS JUST ZOOMING IN WITH THE CAMERA, LIKE CAN WE JUST CUT HIM A BREAK ALREADY. ENOUGH OF THIS. HE’S SO YOUNG AND HE TRIES SO HARD AND I JUST NEED HIM TO FEEL SAFE, HORIKOSHI PLEASE CAN YOU JUST GIVE ME THAT ALREADY WHAT IS THE FREAKING HOLD UP!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY!!!

GIGANTIC FOX LADY PLEASE BE MY HUGGER BY PROXY!! SERIOUSLY GIRL IF YOU JUST HOLD YOUR UMBRELLA OVER HIM OR SOMETHING AND DON’T GO THE EXTRA MILE I’M ABOUT TO LODGE AN OFFICIAL COMPLAINT. THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS NOW

!!!!

A KOUTA IS GOOD TOO!!! oh my god if Kouta hugs him I will seriously 100% straight up cry. go on and test me

FOR THE LOVE OF --

is this man expressly forbidden from drawing hugs in his contract or something. DO YOU DO IT JUST TO SPITE ME?? this is tyranny, sir

AND I KNOW, THIS PAGE ACTUALLY CHALLENGED THE VERY PREMISE OF THE SERIES ITSELF, AND HERE I AM COMPLAINING ABOUT HUGS, OR THE LACK THEREOF. “this is the story of how we all became the greatest heroes.” and just like that, he waves a polite middle finger at all of the Strongest Greatest Chosen One shounen protags of old, in favor of something much less conventional, much more interesting, and much more suited to Deku’s character. because if that one sentence doesn’t just sum up Deku to a T. he gladly relinquishes his Greatest Hero status in favor of acknowledging the hero in everyone. what a class act. that’s my protagonist

I love this kid so fucking much I swear. only just PLEASE. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. GIVE HIM HIS HUG