#★ act three →「 alls well that ends well not as bad as it could have 」

[remaimed]

verse tag drop

★ act one →「 is that burnt flesh? 」 ★ act two →「 if not over then through 」 ★ act three →「 alls well that ends well not as bad as it could have 」 ★ companion →「 Id like to see you walk a mile in my shoes 」 ★ arranged marriage →「 Running from the life I once lived but was it worth it 」

★ crimson peak ◆ dxnse macabre →「 I dont want to close my eyes I want to keep them open. 」

☾☆ bhaalswn →「 ᶤ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶰᵉᵛᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃᶰᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃᶰʸ ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳᶠᵘᶜᵏᵉʳ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉᶰ ᵘˢ ʰᵉᵈ ᵈᶤᵉ 」

[crimesoughtarchive]

verse tag drop.

★ act one →「 is that burnt flesh? 」

★ act two →「 if not over then through 」

★ act three →「 alls well that ends well not as bad as it could have 」

★ companion →「 Id like to see you walk a mile in my shoes 」

★ arranged marriage →「 Running from the life I once lived but was it worth it 」

★ crimson peak ◆ dxnse macabre →「 I dont want to close my eyes I want to keep them open. 」

[remaimed]

@dxnse-macabre

WHILE CASSIAN APPRECATED HIS CONCERN it wasn't needed. This was what he was good at protecting them all, from whatever monsters dared to chase them. "Is it now?" He tried to pass it off as a joke but it could clearly be seen on his face that he did need a break. Especially with them so close to Baldur's Gate.

For once he didn't even want sex, he longed for peace, for closeness. Honestly those were two things he usually got when he did get to relax with Astarion. It just felt like ages since he got to rest properly.

"What's my reward then? because even getting to talk with you is a treat, my heart." helping him get the tunic off exposing his tattooed and scarred body to him as he had done plenty of times before. He sat down on the carpeted floor and looked up at him.

@remaimed // continued from here !

❝ MY LOVE, YOU HAVE STRESS WRITTEN ALL ACROSS YOUR FACE . ❞ he gazes up at the other's soft yet tired features, desperately WANTING to reach over and allow his palm to graze his cheek. but alas, his arms stay glued to his side, his own face frowning in CONCERN .

they were SO CLOSE to baldur's gate. so, so close ... and the weight was definitely weighing down on their shoulders. how could it not ?

❝ i can tell that you've been working TIRELESSLY for our safety. i think you deserve a reward, ❞ he gestures at his carpeted floor for the other to take a seat, pulling at the hem of the other's tunic to help him out of it.

❝ don't look at me like that. it isn't all about SEX , my dear. i don't plan to leave you wanting in the open. ❞

[its-ashleyreads]

Finished: 13/02/2023

Talk Flirty to Me by Livy Hart

We’re just going to act out romance like we never had one? Like it won’t stir up anything?

Rating: ★★☆☆☆1/2

Summary:

After a run of bad luck finding roles voice-actor, Piper Bellini, comes across the audition of a lifetime doing voice work for a sexy audio book series. The only problem is it’s for a male-female team, and the only man Piper knows outside of her family is Sam O’Shea, her ex-boyfriend/brother’s best friend, and there’s no way he’d want to join her after she publicly humiliated him and caused a riff between him and his surrogate family.

But what Piper doesn’t know is just how badly Sam needs her, or how he’d do anything to have her on his side again.

Review:

When I first read the synopsis for Talk Flirty to Me, I knew this would be the book for me. And maybe it would’ve been if it stayed true to that synopsis but alas, it did not. It sounded so straightforward when I picked it up, but despite the cover and the summary outlining Piper and Sam’s sexy sound booth sessions, there were barely any scenes of them recording anything. Sam’s campaign was more integral to the story than their voice acting ever was. And I was willing to overlook the politics and the being lied to, because of the chemistry between Sam and Piper. But the last seventy-five pages were devoid of even that which is ultimately what brought my rating down.

It felt like the author had run out of story and was trying to fill her word count goals, rehashing the same tired conflict between Piper and Sam for the THIRD time in under four-hundred pages. We got it the first time, Sam is ambitious and Piper is insecure! But the worst part of all is that the author doesn’t even seem to realize Piper’s insecurity as evidenced by their third fallout. Sam is introduced as, and describes multiple times, his love for being a firefighter and his desire to become mayor. It’s his dream. And yes, once Sam and Piper start recording their audio book he admits to enjoying that job as well, but he enjoys it because he gets to spend time with Piper. When his mayoral campaign is on the rocks because of their audio book production company’s disregard for Sam’s reputation and basic security measures for the copyrighted product, Sam looks for options on how to reduce the damage. Despite the fact that he hasn’t made any actual decisions yet, Piper gets mad that he’s considered dropping out of her career making opportunity for his own. But the thing is, Sam made sure that his dropping out wouldn’t affect her, that even if he dropped out she’d still have the three book deal they’d signed on for, she’d just have another partner. Piper was the one who thought she wasn’t good enough without him. Piper was the one who continuously dragged Sam into more recording deals because it was her dream and she didn’t think she could do it without being sexually invested in her partner. But if that’s the only way she can act, then she’s probably not a very good actor. The story ends with Sam giving up his dream for hers, with Piper not even pretending to support him or his goals because #feminism. She uses him as a crutch and he’s so afraid of her shutting him out and leaving him again that he lets her. You know, romance.

For a light Valentine’s Day romance this book has brought me a surprising amount of frustration and annoyance. It had some good smut, but the pacing and editing overall should have been a lot tighter than what was published. I can’t help feeling like this was adapted from some sort of fanfiction, it just doesn’t come across as something that someone originally intended to be a novel, and if it was adapted from fanfiction, then I think it should have stayed that way…

[icedfae]

(—) ★ spotted!! GIDEON WOODS on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 27 year old looks like JORDAN FISHER, but i don’t really see it. while the DANCER is known for being AMBITIOUS my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be NEUROTIC i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song DANCE WITH SOMEBODY by THE MIDNIGHT

all of your sorrow

basics

Name: Gideon Zachariah Woods Age: Twenty-Seven DOB: January 15, 1995 Gender: Cismale Sexuality: Pansexual Occupation: Professional Dancer

keeps you glued to your seat

biography

From the time that Emily Hudson went to ballet lessons, she was in love. The dedication, the structure, it was everything the child needed in her life. Her parents were neglectful, often times leaving the young girl to her own devices, and this was the one place where she felt the discipline in her life. She was bound to be a star and living in New York City, she had the potential to be great, a few Broadway shows under her belt by the time she was twenty-two, there was no slowing down for the young woman. Not until she met Zach Woods. He was the typical bad boy and this good girl thought she could change him. She believed that nothing would stand in her way: it was just another obstacle.

Eventually, it worked when at 23 years old she fell pregnant with his child. Zachariah Woods swore that he would clean up his act, make a life for the three of them, and Emily found herself married with a child on the way -- her career put on a permanent hiatus.

When Gideon was born, Emily dove into being a full time mother while balancing becoming a dance teacher. Zach managed to get a job on Wall Street. They lived a nice life and when Gideon was just two years old she put him in dance classes at the studio she worked at. Life was a joy until the year she turned 30.

TW: Murder While walking home from a late night class at the studio, Gideon not in tow due to being down bad with the flu, Emily was involved in a robbery gone wrong. She was shot and killed, her body left in an alleyway. Zach was distraught at the loss of his wife and didn’t know how to take care of Gideon on his own.

TW: Alcoholism The first few years were okay but Zach began to spiral back into old habits. He would stagger home late into the evening, bottle in his hand and a slur in his words. Different women like a revolving door. Gideon hardly noticed at first, throwing his all into the dance studio that his mother helped build from the ground up. He learned quickly not to disturb his father and was forced to grow up quickly.

TW: Child Abuse His father had never gotten violent with Gideon until after his 10th birthday. To this day, Gideon couldn’t recall what he had done to set his father off but soon enough the punches started and they didn’t stop.

This became a regular occurrence in the home until an ill-placed bruise alerted his ballet instructor to what was happening at home. Fearful of losing the only parent he had left, he lied to CPS when they were called on Zach. Gideon would rather keep his father than start bouncing around foster homes. At least this way he still had the studio.

Zach, knowing the jig was up, pulled Gideon from the studio and moved them across the country to stay with friends in LA. He began working at his buddy’s start up which ended up blowing up while Gideon found a dance studio in LA that the rich sent their children to and the new normal started.

TW: Child Abuse The beatings didn’t stop -- not completely, Zach just got smarter about hiding the bruises and Gideon wised up to making sure the parts of his body stayed covered as much as they could. When he finally made principal dancer in the company, he saved up to move out on his own and finally left the abuse behind.

can we get you out of your head

things to note

Gideon is well known for his no nonsense attitude about life. Dancing is the only thing he has left to enjoy and he refuses to give that up because people can’t keep up with him

While he has a hard time making friends, the few people he does have mean the world to him -- even his damn partner, Florence Rain, who drives him up a wall. He knows he’s brought to the next level while dancing with her and he’ll begrudgingly do it.

Though he shouldn’t, Gideon still keeps in contact with his father. It’s easier to have him in his life than to be completely alone plus the abuse stopped for the most part the moment he was no longer stuck in a house with him.

Due to the fact that his father was an alcoholic, Gideon very rarely drinks. He’s afraid of turning out like his father.

He can be a nice guy, I swear. He just takes a while to warm up to people but is also one of the fiercest friends you will ever have once that happens.

His spirit animal is a house cat -- seems ferocious and sometimes feral but just every once in a while needs some love.

and into your feet

[itsaudreyaspen]

       ★ SPOTTED !! AUDREY ASPEN on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid ! i heard she’s the best PR SPECIALIST in town . 

PINTEREST. CONNECTIONS. PHOTO ALBUM.

name   :   audrey  abigail  aspen  .   nicknames   :   strawberry  .   birthday  /  age   :   january  8th  ,  1999   &   twenty - three  .   gender  /  pronouns   :   cisfemale  & she / her  . positive  traits   :   loyal  ,  generous  ,  compassionate  , articulate  ,  convincing  , charismatic ,  sweet. ,  organised  .   negative  traits   :   negative  ,  bias  ,  judgemental  ,  cold  ,  too black and white  ,  argumentative  ,  stubborn . 

hollywood 

audrey broke into hollywood after graduating from a private college that was located in washington , dc . she was raised in washington and her family were extremely rich and politically powerful throughout her childhood , using religion as their leverage and control in the community . audrey relocated after her twenty - first birthday but unfortunately carried on expressing these fundamentally fixed views to her peers . her early career in ballet dance began to transition when her skills fo spinning a story and saving face were discovred and audrey soon found herself with a strong client base , fixing the reputations of the most sordid people in hollywood - after all , deep down , she knew she was one of them ( or at least that’s how she feels , a girl so morally correct but full of self loathing ) . 

history 

audrey had a wonderful childhood , she was an only child and was doted on by her mother and father . aesthetically they were a model family , her father eventually even becoming the pastor at their church -- which was well coveted by important people . audrey grew up surrounded by wealth and the best of the best and she was expected to be a part of it , something she never once questioned , 

long vacations abroad , nannies who got to eat with the family , a shopping spree on thursday evenings after school with her mother ... the only thing missing was a sibling . while the family always wanted to extend , they never quite managed to and audrey knew even more so growing up this meant that they wanted her to excel . luckily , she brimmed with talent , bloomed like a flower under their watchful eyes and performed with relative ease as the perfect daughter . for a long time it wasn’t even an act . 

tw drugs, depression, suicide attempt. at nineteen audrey met a new boy that attended her church , seb ferreira and began a relationship with him which came down in a fury of hell when seb was exposed as having dealt drugs to children from the congregation ( allegedly ) . her father scorned seb and made sure the world knew he was a bad person , especially audrey . for the first time audrey found that her perfect world was shattered and she didn’t know what to do , having to hide her true feelings drowned her and one night when she was bathing , audrey tried to take her own life . her parents fortunately saved her life and took care of her dutifully despite not understanding . audrey had to believe god was the reason she was alive and when her parents repeated all the bad that seb was , audrey started going along with it , brainwashing herself on purpose to get rid of the confusion she felt . her mental health was never quite what it was before but audrey knew that she had to cling onto whatever she could in order to continue on and so she did . 

when diego came along , he was like the son her parents had always been missing and more so , he was the perfect fraud . fake recognised fake and diego and audrey loved each other like a hole in the head ... they didn’t know how to fill it so they had to keep it there . they became a power couple and dated for years on end , no sex involved , no real romantic love but a definite affection . audrey knew he was a grifter and he moved in with her and her parents for the free ride of college and beyond , nobody could have gaslighted and manipulated quite like them . in the end , they only broke up because they both moved in different directions ... diego still sends cashapp requests and audrey accepts . 

in general , audrey likes to have a circle , she can be very protective over those close to her and will fight tooth and nail for them . she might come across as brainwashed but most of it is just deep rooted denial , the inability to look life in the eye and a loathing for herself and the things she has done that she’s not quite ready to accept into her heart when she could just erase it with the healing power of christ . 

[crimesoughtarchive]

"I didn't mean it that way. I just always seem to STUMBLE upon new armors." He was backtracking trying to cover his own ass. Something he felt like he did more and more these days.

"I thought you would appreciate it, I honestly had no plans of selling it." He didn't really KNOW the man whose armor this once was. He had no real attachment to him beyond that he was one of the three chosen that he had to stop. But he knew that if someone tried to pawn off his mothers armor he would feel the same."I apologize I should think before I speak sometimes."

“ …While I thank you for ‘gifting’ me the armor afterwards, I would ADVISE YOU TO REWORD YOUR RESPONSE. “

Aaaaand taking back the compliment.

“ ‘Once I no longer need it’ ? What, is my LATE ADOPTIVE FATHER’S GENERAL ARMOR NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR PERMANENCE? While I would much rather take it from your paws when you choose to FOOLISHLY DISCARD OF IT rather than hear from the grapevine that you PAWNED IT OFF FOR MEASLY SCRAPS OF THE MORTAL KIND, I still cannot help but feel DISGUSTED.

YOU did him in. At least have the RESPECT FOR THE DEAD AND KEEP IT RATHER THAN COMPARE A SOUL’S WORTH TO GOLD. “

[scorbleeo]

Book Chat: Boundless

Unearthly (Book 3) by Cynthia Hand

Source: Google Images

The past few years held more surprises than part-angel Clara Gardner ever could have anticipated. Now, with the fallen angel who attacked her watching her every move and the threat of Black Wings looming, Clara knows she must finally fulfill her destiny—a destiny that includes Christian Prescott by her side. But in order to complete her purpose, Clara must first find a way to give up the thing she wants most...a future with the boy she loves, Tucker Avery.

ISBN: 9780062103468 (2013) | Source: Goodreads

Disappointing

I do believe I wasted my time with the Unearthly trilogy. It's not badly written, nor was the plot entirely mundane. I did like some (individual) aspects in this series, and this book. Unfortunately, put everything together and it felt like a waste of time. Which baffles me because it really wasn't a bad finale to the series and according to the ratings and reviews I briefly saw on Goodreads, Boundless was rather well received. It was just a case of expectations due to the buildup that ultimately led to a disappointingly underwhelming ending.

From the very beginning, I was always a Clara-Christian supporter. It always felt like Hand was trying to push Tucker onto me and I do not see the love. When I mentioned earlier Hand is not a bad writer, I truly mean it. She did amazing writing the tension and chemistry between Clara and Christian. Which is why, I do not understand how could she screw up on the chemistry between Clara and Tucker. Nothing in all three books, one novella and one extra chapter could convince me Clara loved Tucker more than Christian. Probably why I was further disappointed by this last book.

So, I do not know if this book was written before or after The Infernal Devices by Cassandra Clare. If you've read that trilogy, you would know the almost "poly" relationship Clare created. Now, as I finished Boundless, I thought Hand was trying to do a Tessa-Will-Jem situation here with Clara-Tucker-Christian. Sadly, it just wasn't it. Like I said, Clara and Tucker's chemistry was extremely lacklustre.

Onto the other half that utterly disappointed me. The final act or final battle. I would have liked for Asael to be introduced earlier, you know, give me something more. And this really annoyed me, have Asael be a criminal mastermind, talk about him being this big bad, and have him defeated in a blink of an eye. What?

Unearthly's story is not bad, it was just very poorly planned out.

Rating: ★★☆☆☆ (2.5/5)

More on the Unearthly series here: Unearthly (#1) | Hallowed (#2)

[atsuminthe]

aggregate

★ synopsis: humans are an aggregate of circumstances.

★ character(s): sakusa kiyoomi

★ warnings: slight manga spoilers in the end, brief mention of sakusa being in hospital

★ minty’s notes: i don’t even know what this is,,,i hope everyone enjoys it tho—and i also hope it makes sense bc my sleep deprived ass can only write at night

    sakusa hasn’t always been like this—he isn’t as bad as everyone makes him, anyway. but he hasn’t always been so “obsessed with cleanliness” as others put it.

    in fact, he was quite a normal child as he grew up.

    playing in the mud, firing water guns, enjoying the little colorful bugs that landed on him or komori with a laugh, running around with one of the bedsheets that were hanging out to dry on his shoulders, acting as a cape.

    he was a little reserved, of course, as all children are when meeting new people, and found comfort in the things he was familiar with, showing no desire to step into the unknown. the reservation towards strangers stuck with him after an unfortunate event when the new kid from the family that had just moved in his neighborhood stole his favorite toy after 10 minutes of knowing each other—while vehemently denying that they did such a thing.

    the only downside of little kiyoomi was his immune system, no matter how much his family protected him, coddled and kept him away from any sources of harm.

    many things in life are unpredictable and, just as many times, unavoidable.

    his older brother didn’t mean to catch the flu—he was aware of little kiyoomi’s condition—but it wasn’t as if he could do anything else. it happened. he even tried to limit contact with his brother, 5 at the time, but to no avail. he was clingy like a leech, always eager to be in the presence of his siblings.

    kiyoomi caught the flu as well.

    in three days, komori was bringing him flowers and a little weasel plushie to make sure that he wasn’t feeling lonely in the white hospital room.

    he got better.

    his immune system improved drastically, somehow—a feat even the doctors praised. his lungs stopped aching when he breathed, his muscles didn’t hurt anymore when he so much as sneezed and his general endurance increased.

    his hypermobility is something common in the family—his sister and his father have it too. his father used to move his “funky wrists” in weird ways to make him laugh whenever he was even the tiniest bit sad.

    puberty hit him and everyone, including himself, saw that his body adjusted to his needs—however his habits of being extra-cautious and wary about everything and anything remained.

    enter you.

    all caution was thrown out the window the moment he realized that he had fallen for you.

    truth be told, it wasn’t really a fall.

    it felt more like walking into a house and knowing he was home.

    first was the reservation. komori noticed it as soon as you entered the classroom—how his ears perked and he seemed to sit upright, opposed to his usual slouching. it was as if he saw something—something komori couldn’t, and that feeling intensified as he watched his cousin approach you during lunch with, what he supposed, the intention of befriending you.

    something sakusa kiyoomi never did. not since that guy stole his toy, he recalls.

    then he shared his sanitizer with you. it was a few weeks after you were introduced to the class and you struggled to come to terms that you had, in fact, forgot your own bottle—so sakusa was kind enough to give you a bit of his. your smile was so bright he had to look away—not because he blushed under his mask or anything, no. komori never let him live that moment down. komori told you after a few days that sharing sanitizer was his cousin’s love language. “don’t worry, he likes you even if he has a permanent scowl on his face,” he laughed—and somehow that sparked something within you, a shy giggle escaping you.

    then he gathered his courage and held your hand. it was after a few months that he decided to act on his feelings—sakusa is a meticulous person and believes in the “mind over heart” principle. he doesn’t like exposing his emotions—not because he thinks they make him weak, but because he doesn’t see the need for that. with you, though, things changed—for the first time in a long while, he laughed. genuinely. he snorted, too—a loud, obnoxious sound that stunned you, face flushing as you took in his relaxed face. he looked to beautiful, curls swishing in the light breeze and bouncing with every heave of his chest as his laughter died down.

    then he let down his walls. slowly, but surely, sakusa allowed himself to crumble before you. the pressure of upcoming exams was a little too much for him. he didn’t intend to start crying—but the amount of comfort he found in your arms as you hugged him to your chest, pressing his ear over your heart—he closed his eyes, letting all of his bottled emotions burst and flow. he didn’t feel as bad afterwards—perhaps because it was you who saw him vulnerable. “it’s alright to cry, omi,” you said—his heart skipped a beat when he heard the nickname, your hand gently smoothing his ebony curls. he confessed that day, unable to contain his adoration for you.

    then, he took off his mask and kissed you. it was after a few good weeks of dating. it’s mot like he didn’t want to kiss you earlier—he was a little reluctant because he didn’t know how you’d react. he walked you home, as he always did, giving you your usual hug before you opened your door—a soft tug to your sleeve made you turn around, head tilted slightly, and that’s when he took the opportunity to press his lips on yours. it was brief, but sweet and electrifying—both of you felt sparks when your lips touched, parting slowly to allow the tingly sensation to linger a bit more. your grin mirrored his—sakusa kiyoomi was content.

    then, he proposed. it took him a few years to compose himself enough to ask you that two word sentence—he ended up sliding the diamond ring on your finger one early morning after he had woken up for his daily jog. your face looked so relaxed, so beautiful bathed in the pale sunlight creeping through the curtains of your bedroom that he couldn’t stop himself. “marry me, my love,” he murmured, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck, and smiles when you hummed approvingly in your sleep. he knew you probably didn’t hear him, but his heart swelled anyway. “i’ll ask when i return. make sure the answer stays the same,” he whispered before getting up.

    the answer remained the same.

    now, he watches you as you run towards him after Japan’s loss against Argentina—and while a sad tang makes his chest constrict because, after all, they lost—you’re your usual cheery self, a smile stretching on your face as he braces for the impact.

    you jump in his arms, laughing, babbling happily about how cool he was on the court and how great his serves looked—and he can’t help but grin too, sighing softly when you decide to strangle him by wrapping your arms around his neck.

    sakusa kiyoomi is human.

    his life is a cluster of moments when he bent his strict rules—for you, for himself, for the both of you. an accumulation of memories—a clump of emotions—a bundle of love.

    he only hopes the aggregation—cluster, accumulation, clump, bundle—will grow.

taglist: @nakizumie; @lovelytarou; @risjime; @kirakirasaku; @izhyperfixates

[jojoingjoseph]

"Pun sensei!! Are you alright?!" Haruhi is legit concerned for her pun teacher. "Y-You can't die! Who will teach me how to master puns like you do?!"

★ “ Woah, woah, who said anything about me dying? I’m not planning to die any time soon! I know I may act like it but half the time it’s because I ate too much food, did something stupid, something just has me overthinking some bloody thing or possibly all three at once. ” Pun Sensei? When the Hell did he..? Did he even catch the name of the other person looking so concerned for his well being? If he did and he still forgot, he.. actually might feel a little bad for it. However, he had no name recollection to the face staring back at him, blinking in silence with a vexed expression over what else to say after reassuring he wasn’t about to kick the bucket.

★ “ I’m pretty sure there’s plenty other people who can tell you some great puns anyhow. Clocks have loads of time but they tend to get their hands tied up. ” A small snort giggled at the male’s throat, trying to avoid letting the smallest ghost of a smile from curling at the ends of his mouth as he went on looking oh so ‘ stoic ’. “ I could say eating a clock is time consuming but if I got hungry again, I’d have to go back four seconds~ ”

★ “ I always get asked why I sit on my watch by people, and you know what I say? I wanted to be On Time~ I know these puns may seem a little timely but at least they’re not second hand information I’m pulling right off the top of my head, but oh wait; I am~! You’re not gonna see me wound up when I can think of some quick ticks in a matter of seconds. ”

[sherryaptx4869]

GinTae Festival 2021

Had fun reading what fellow Gintae shippers had in mind :) Here's mine (✿◠‿◠)

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9

Day 10: A love letter to Gintoki

Live beautifully 'til the end. And manage your glucose intake.

Day 11: Favorite GinTae scene from the movies

This is from Benizakura. As Gin-san regained consciousness, he was greeted with a sight of Tae dozing off. It just appeals to me a lot because they normally have their guards up with others, but with each other, they are comfortable enough to lower their defenses.

Day 12: Gintoki loves Otae

Gin to Tae (Non-verbatim): You should be with me instead He just stole Kondo's date, man.

Day 13: Otae loves Gintoki

She took the trouble of going to the Yorozuya even when it's raining (& they're cooped inside), probably getting them snacks/ dark matter lol. It is a small gesture but it's the little things that count :)

Day 14: Three things why Otae is special to Gintoki

In his leisure time, he spends it with Otae (and ShinKagu)

She always puts the welfare of the Yorozuya fam first

They get in each other's personal space bubble quite naturally

Day 15: Three things why Gintoki is special to Otae

He asks for her consent first.

He got 2 letters from Otae

They're practically married WITH KIDS & a pet :)

Day 16: Gintae in an alternate universe

I'd love to see GinTae in Hakuoki (Gin would be another leader ig, Tae would be more of a medic/ attendant in that Meiji era). I wonder how the Hakuoki Shinsengumi would treat Gintoki if they were transported in that world, and how Chizuru and Tae will be BFF's.

Day 17: A GinTae poem

G iving him her umbrella, walking

I n the rain

N ever minding the stitches

T hat silently screamed in

A gony and pain. But he'll

E ndure it so they can all come safely home again.

Day 18: GinTae versions

I like the bad boy Gin-san and class president Tae :)

Day 19: A ship that reminds me of Gintae

I don't really have anything in mind cos they're their own class of dorks. In terms of working/ knowing each other a long time, forming a mutual attraction, and not acting on it (yet), I'd say Pepperony (Tony x Pepper of MCU)

Day 20: GinTae Symbol

Although Kagura is the one who always has her umbrella with her, I think the cute, bunny-patterned umbrella symbolizes GinTae for me as their indirect way of saying they care for each other.

Day 21: Who would confess first?

In my head, it will be Gintoki and it will be when he accidentally let it out when he's drunk. So Tae could not be sure if it was just the alcohol talking or was he actually confessing.

Day 22: The great reveal!

They will be at Otose's snack bar. Gintoki just casually narrates the love story of Smeggy Samurai and Pony-chan in the Whinery ep, making Smeggy sound impressive.

Gin: They went bar hopping & decided to get together. They are taking care of two kids and a huge white dog.

Shin: Huh? There wasn't a dog in the original episode. You should not make plotholes that will have to be addressed later!

Gin (looks at Tae): Well, Patsuan... we are now

Shin: *Realizes the characters and implications irl, passes out*

Day 23: First kiss

They both leaned towards each other at the same time so it's a draw lol. Gin had a near brush with d3ath and Tae was worried so she kept on nagging him. When they had that yet another intense eye contact, they knew it was now or never. For Tae, it was so she could convey her feelings in that small gesture. Gin on the other hand thinks it was to shut her up, but after one look at her, the realization hit him that if it was the last thing he'd do before facing doom, then so be it. No regrets. Then boom, they latched onto each other (★ ω ★)

Day 24: Date Night

I'm imagining them doing a movie marathon at the dojo. Shinpachi and Kagura will join them. Kagura will lead Shinpachi to the kitchen so her anego and Gin-chan will have some quality time alone, but will make an excuse to Shinpachi, "So that Otae will not feed them her dark matter."

Day 25: Marriage proposal

Gintoki secretly takes photos of Tae and the engagement ring w/o her noticing (like this guy). He would just improvise on the spot when caught.

Day 26: Flirty & Jealous

Flirty & Touchy: Gintoki Jelly type: Tae probably (Gintoki too when he senses that the love rival is at par with him eg. Hajime, Hijikata. Kyubei)

Day 27: An argument

Gintoki is the paragon of adult wisdom. Not.

He drinks, he gambles (w/c he loses 90% of the time), he's a bum, he charges head-on w/o regard to consequences. But just the time, he does his best to protect those important to him <3

Day 28: Parenting style

Gintoki will feed their kids with candies and sweets, try to keep it secret from Tae but ofc the PTA (Tae) has eyes on the back of her head so Gin-san was really asking to get his ears pulled as punishment

Day 29: GinTae is my OTP

Day 30: GinTae to infinity

Love for them to build a happy family together, they'd still be on their usual shenanigans, they'll have more shows to parody.

Day 31: A love letter to Otae

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CASSIANS BODY FLINCHED WHEN HE touched the fresh bruise. It was tender and from their last fight. He was used to being a weapon, a shield, not doted on, and fussed over.

He longed for an after all of this. He was tired of fighting and tired of having a worm lodged in his skull. Oh, how he longed to just be at the others side. No more threats, just LIFE with him.

"I never get to do any work." He was teasing, of course, taking the pillow and laying down for him. He used his arms to support his head as well so he wouldn't be face first in the pillow.

Before he knew it, he had Astarion straddling him from behind and rubbing his muscles. Oh, this was new, and he quite liked the attention mostly because he had Astarion touching him.