#(EDIT: OK I think its done now it was still going when I saw and Im not sure Kgpr got in but its still awesome and fun to listen!!!)

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Jin singing with + introducing to us "younger brother" "tet."!

{The title}: "弟と歌とギター"

[lokidjarin-7567]

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

Erik Lehnsherr x Reader x Charles Xavier After joining the First Class of Professor X’s school with your brother Hank, you realised you have a connection with two of the mutants there, and that they might also have a connection to each other… fem!reader, M/F/M, 18+ MDNI 6.2k words EDIT: I'm super proud of this one, maybe my favourite thing I've written! Thanks for all the love on it so far <3 TTPD Contents | General Masterlist | AO3

“It’s not going to happen, Charles.” You muttered, frustrated, putting all of your energy into stopping him from walking towards you, but only managing to stop his hand.

“You need to go to that place between…” He started to explain.

“Anger and serenity, I know, I know. I’m not Erik, its not working.” He sighed, moving his hand to his forehead.

“May I?”

“Sure, go ahead.” There was nothing he would see in there that he hadn’t before.

You realised early in your friendship that there wasn’t a lot of point hiding anything from him. You were never sure when he was reading your thoughts, only when he spoke to you without moving his lips, or when he would find a memory like he was doing now. You saw a few flash through your mind, recent ones. The relief when Hank had told you that there were others like you and him. The anger when Shaw had killed Darwin in front of your eyes just a few days ago. The moment your mother found out there was something different about Hank, and kicked him out, so you followed him. Your brother’s mutation was significantly more obvious than your’s, but you left with him regardless. He had always been more than family; he was your best friend, your true and sole confidant, your lifeline. Following your train of thought, Charles managed to find a memory synonymous to that - the day you found out about his mutation. The way he cried and broke down, explained the science to you to try and ensure you understood it, but you didn’t need him to. You whispered his name softly, and told him to wave at you. The perplexed look on his face, but you insisted so he did. Then you stopped his hand dead in its tracks. The shock and relief on his face, the hug you shared, the tears you both shed. It was a joyous memory, peaceful.

You wiped a tear from the corner of your eye and Charles did the same, releasing you from the memory and now you were back in the bunker underneath his family’s house, watching as he nodded to you.

“Now try again.” He moved to the other side of the bunker again, and you concentrated hard, reaching your hand out towards him and trying to stop his slow walk towards you. You were technically telekinetic, but only when the other object was moving. The lighter the object, and the faster it was moving, the easier it was to control. And generally, you would just have been able to stop it. You knew that you could move things as well once you had control over them - you had done it once, the day you had gotten your powers, but never since. And if it took that level of trauma to do it again, you hoped you never would.

“You’re moving too slowly!” You exclaimed, huffing in frustration.

“Ok, ok fine. Maybe we need to stop thinking of your powers as telekinesis.” You frowned, confused. Controlling objects was telekinesis. “Just trust me here for a moment…” Of course I trust you, you saved my life and continue to daily. “Close your eyes.” You took a deep breath, closing your eyes tightly. His voice appeared in your head, a soft whisper that immediately put you at ease.

Telekinesis is about creating movement, but you can manipulate movement. And do that, you need to be able to sense the movement around you. I can’t manipulate or read someones mind without being able to sense it, even if I can see the person. It might be the same with you. I’m standing still but I’m going to move soon - keep your eyes closed and see if you can sense me.

You focussed, reaching out into the black space and it took a few seconds, but you could feel him moving. Slowly, his image formed in your mind. You could see the way he was moving: the large, over dramatic steps he was taking, the emphatic hand wave, and you smiled. You reached out to him with even more concentration, but you surprised yourself with how easy it was to stop him in his tracks, cementing his feet to the floor so he almost fell over.

“Holy shit, Charles, you’re a genius.” You opened your eyes, releasing him and seeing the grin that had spread across his face. It was contagious, your own smile growing.

“I know I know, but we’re not done yet, you have a lot more in you…” He was pacing, thinking, and high on the adrenaline, you reached out to stop him, to play with your powers, only to find… you couldn’t. You couldn’t sense his movement. You could see him, but there was nothing else.

“I can’t…” you muttered, continuing to try as hard as you could, but nothing. He frowned, and you heard his voice softly inside your head.

Close your eyes again.

You did, and sure enough, there he was, his movement growing clearer in your mind by the second. You opened your eyes, and it was gone, the tangibility somehow lost when you could actually see him.

“Ok, ok, let’s try this…” He looked around for something, then settled on his tie, pulling it from his collar in a swift motion and striding over to you, making you blush. “We can use this as a blindfold?” He asked, and you nodded, allowing him to press the soft fabric across your closed eyes, the world going black as he tied it in a gentle knot. The difference was instant. It was as though you could physically see him still, a soft, golden glow outlining his body and his movements. Every single detail was highlighted to you.

“Try standing still?” He did, stopping dead in his tracks, but you could still see him - every miniscule shiver across his skin, the rising and falling of his chest with his breaths, the slight tremble in his fingers. “Charles…” you muttered, “I can see everything.”

“What do you mean everything?”

“Look for yourself.” You watched as he raised his hand to his temple, and you saw the subtle changes in his face as it shifted from confused to shocked, a grin spreading.

“That’s incredible. Is it easier to stop movement now as well?” You smiled, instantly halting his arm in the air as he tried to return it to his side. He laughed aloud. “You’re amazing.”

“I know.” You shrugged, letting him go, hands reaching up to remove your makeshift blindfold when you felt something move across the room. Without thinking, you reached back towards it, spinning around just in time to see the door you just felt opening slam shut.

“What the fuck?” You heard an annoyed voice from the other side of the closed door, and you laughed in disbelief. You’d done it.

“Oh my God, did you see that?” You span back to Charles, smiling uncontrollably.

“Yes I did, my dear. Yes I did.” You squealed with joy, running over to give him a hug, which he readily returned. You still had your blindfold on, and you could feel his heart beating when you were this close, even the blood rushing through his veins.

“Thank you.” You whispered in his ear, and he moved back, holding your head in his hands.

“This was all you.” The moment was broken, though, by the door opening again, although slightly cautiously this time. It was Erik - you could see it was him by his movements, and the shape of his body.

“Did you just close the door on me? And why are you blindfolded?” He paused, confusion etched across his face, followed by an almost knowing smirk. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Jesus, no…” Charles piped up quickly, heart rate skyrocketing as he moved across the room to Erik, putting distance between you and him. “We’ve found a way to…”

“I closed the door with my power!” You interrupted, excited, but he did not have the same reaction as Charles did. He actually had no reaction at all.

“So… you can, what, control your power better when you’re blindfolded?” You nodded.

He cocked his head, then he stretched out his arm, and you presumed it was to see if you were telling the truth, but before you could open your mouth to tell him he’d moved, you felt something moving quickly towards you. It was your keys, and you stopped them in midair, before pulling them safely into your hand.

“Hey, that could’ve taken my eye out!” He just laughed.

“There’s a lot more where that came from.”

You often wondered about how your life would have turned out without this place. You hadn’t exactly been here long, but it had already transformed you into someone better, more powerful, more in control. You spent the day with Charles and Erik, getting to grips with your newfound power, figuring out how to use it fully, and that you should keep things on you that you could throw and move to your advantage in the field like Erik did. You felt like you could actually be helpful to them now. And only just in time. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.

You finally got back to your room, laying down almost straight away, your feet aching from the long day. It was a beautiful house, and you would always be grateful to Charles for allowing you to stay, even if it only ended up being for a short while. You didn’t have anywhere else to go, after all.

You closed your eyes, grabbing the small, metal orbs Erik had given you from your pocket, and throwing them in the air, grabbing them with your power as they visualised. You smiled, remembering just a few hours ago when he gave them to you. The way your hands had grazed, his gaze as intense as it always was. The way he had encouraged you as you practiced, and been harsh when you made a mistake.

You had to be careful with your thoughts when you were around Charles. Guarded. There were a lot of things you thought about that you never wanted him to know.

He was one of those things. Erik was the other.

You couldn’t help it; they were both so attractive in different ways. Charles was soft and kind, a smile that could warm you from the inside out and a charm that could make you do anything he asked, no mutation needed. Erik was the opposite, harsh and damaged, cold in his mannerisms, but there was a concern to him that he tried to hide. He always failed, doing everything and more to protect the mutants around him. To fight for them. And to make sure you fought for them too.

“That wasn’t good enough.” You remember a moment from your day when he nearly shouted, frustrated that you had only stopped a flying chunk of metal he had flung at you rather than moving it as well.

“I’m not used to this, Erik.”

“So? We all had to learn to control our powers quick, you aren’t special.” You huffed, clenching your fists as Charles let out a soft, warning whisper of his name, but he carried on. “You can do more than that. I don’t care when or how you got your powers, but even if you got them yesterday, you would be doing a hell of a lot better than you are right now.” While he was talking, you were steadily getting angrier, and halfway through a sentence you noticed a new piece of metal hurtling towards you. You flicked it away without any effort, hearing it smash against the wall and falling to the ground, noticing that the white hot rage had sharpened your vision. He continued to throw more and more object at you, and you continued to retaliate, not realising you were moving towards him until he started to move backwards. He reached the wall, and threw a knife in a last ditch effort. Charles cried out in warning, but you didn’t need it, pulling the knife straight into your hand and holding it to Erik’s neck.

“You have no fucking clue what I’ve gone through to get this power.” You were close enough to feel the shuddering breath he let out, and you could see the way he clenched his jaw, his eyes scanning your face meticulously, as though you couldn’t see every minuscule movement he made through your blindfold.

“I know it was bad enough that you didn’t want to use your gifts for a long time.” You felt as though the wind had been knocked from your lungs, and you stepped back, dropping the knife to the floor with a clatter, making your way back across the room.

“Again.”

How you got your powers was a memory even Charles hadn’t seen. You had never let him. Some subconscious part of you protected it viciously; the first time he had even tried, your mutation had taken over, gripping the only thing you could sense moving and stopping it. That thing just so happened to be his heart.

He hadn’t gone near that memory since.

And neither had you.

You should be trying to get some rest. You had a big day tomorrow. You were going after Shaw. Saving the world. Letting Erik get his revenge on that bastard. It was going to be difficult. You just hoped you could be helpful in spite of everything.

It was no use though. You were unable to think about anything else, so you got up and ventured out to find Hank. You just wanted to check if he'd incorporated the blindfold into your suit, and maybe to get some reassurance from your big brother, but as you wandered through the expansive house, you noticed an unusual quietness. Glancing at a clock, you realised it was later than you'd thought—you should definitely be resting too. But as you were passing the main study, you heard voices and paused, listening for Hank.

Hank isn’t here, but you can come in.

Your heart lurched, although you couldn’t tell if it was from surprise, or an involuntary reaction to his smooth voice. Concentrate, you scolded yourself, opening the door. Both Charles and Erik were sitting in the study in big, leather arm chairs, chess board in front of them and glasses of whiskey nestled in their hands. God, you needed one right now.

“Help yourself.” He said aloud, and you laughed to yourself quietly.

“It still takes me by surprise when you do that.” You moved over to the cabinet, pouring yourself a generous amount, before turning around to see another chair being moved to where they were sitting, Erik’s hand outstretched towards its metal feet. He set it down opposite their’s, and you sat gratefully, tucking your legs up and taking a sip.

“How are you feeling about tomorrow?” Charles asked, his voice strong and earnest. You frowned.

“Why do you ever ask questions when you could just see it?”

Would you really rather I was in here all the time?

“No of course not.” He already was. You took another sip. “And I’m terrified.”

“You don’t have to come, you know.” It was Erik this time. He spoke quietly, eyes never leaving the chess board.

“I want to.” You said it with finality, hoping to convey a confidence you certainly didn’t feel, but they both seemed to accept it.

“Your progress has been incredible today; you’re going to be a big help out there.” You smiled at the words but still not fully believing them, having another drink and averting your eyes to the chessboard.

“Do you want to play?” Erik asked, and you shook your head.

“No, thank you, I think I’ll watch if that’s ok.” Maybe they didn’t want you here. “Unless that would be crashing your evening, I don’t want to be a nuisance…”

“Never.” He muttered, moving one of his pawns. You smiled, settling further into the chair.

It was at times like this that you wished you had Charles’ power. They had been playing for a while now, and you wanted to know what they were thinking, their plans for the game. You tried to guess, but your chess knowledge was rusty at best, and you kept getting distracted. You hadn’t moved in the last 30 minutes - only once before that to get another drink - and they didn’t speak much when they played, so your mind wandered. Naturally. And it didn’t help that the thing your mind had been wandering to this past week was sat in front of you.

You watched as Erik’s hand gracefully moved a piece across the board from afar, the steel-tipped bishop gliding with ease, then returning to his thigh. His legs were spread slightly, hand resting on each while he continued to look at the board, shuffling slightly in his seat, his hips moving up and forwards and hands sliding further down them and you couldn’t help but think about…

Charles said your name, and you cleared your throat.

“Hmm?” You really hoped he hadn’t been in your head then.

“Weren’t you looking for Hank earlier?”

“Oh… yes I was but it can wait until tomorrow, it wasn’t important.” He’s telling you to leave. “Unless you wanted some space, sorry I totally crashed your night…”

“I promise you aren’t, darling, I just wanted to check you hadn’t forgotten something important.” Darling. He used nicknames a lot, maybe it was a British thing, but it still made your heart flutter every time.

“Thank you.” You smiled quietly as Erik stood up, offering another drink. You accepted, his hand grazing yours as he took the glass from it, fireworks dancing across your skin.

What should I do next?

His voice called out in your head, and you smiled lightly, knowing he didn’t need your help but wanting to include you nonetheless, probably after hearing you mind racing with thoughts of being an annoyance.

Bishop to F6.

I was thinking the same thing.

Erik returned, almost making you jump as the glass was placed back in your hand. Charles moved exactly as you had said as soon as Erik had sat down, and he paused, looking at the board intently, fingers running around the rim of his glass. Jesus, was he doing this on purpose? You twisted in your chair under the guise of getting comfortable to face towards Charles, but he was no better. He was stretched out, his legs wide, hand resting on his chin, shirt sleeves pushed up to the elbows. Fucking hell. It was barely anything, they were literally just sitting down, concentrating on their game, relaxing before what was bound to be a difficult day, but your mind couldn’t stop running away with itself. And to be fair to you, you were tipsy, stressed, and currently sitting in a room with two men who you happened to find insanely attractive. Of course you were going to have some thoughts. You couldn’t help it. About what they might be like. You figure Erik would be a little rougher, domineering, but Charles would talk to you, praise you. Use his powers to know exactly what you needed, to make you feel good…

His power.

Fuck.

You needed to get out of here before you just about died of embarrassment, and you could feel yourself blushing even though he showed no sign of knowing. If there was even a chance he knew, you needed to run, to leave, to literally never show your face here again. You downed your drink, a slight sting settling in the back of your throat.

“I should probably get going,” you croaked, barely managing to talk through sheer shame, “try and get some sleep before tomorrow. Thank you for the drink.” You had moved to stand, feet hitting the floor, but Charles held out a hand to you in a gesture to stop.

“Just one second…” He muttered, looking at Erik intensely. He wasn’t saying anything, but they held eye contact and you realised that he must be talking to him. Oh dear God. There was no expression on either of their faces, so unreadable it made you feel slightly insane. Oh God he saw it. What would he even think of you? Then, without warning, Charles stood up. You thought he might be going to get a drink, but he stopped behind you, and after an excruciating moment, his hands fell to your shoulders. You sighed and fell into them as he started to squeeze lightly, working the muscles that were there in a way that felt so good it was hard not to moan, so you hummed in contentment instead.

“I know it’s been a long day… maybe we can help you relax a little.” We? At that point, Erik stood up, expression still completely unreadable, and placed his fingers gently under your chin, lifting it to meet his eyes. His beautiful fucking eyes.

“Does that sound ok?” He whispered, and you practically melted.

"Yes, God, yes," you breathed. Erik closed the gap before you could finish, his lips capturing yours hungrily as his hand found your thigh. He pulled away, leaving you breathless, but before you could recover, he tilted your head back with a gentle grip on your chin. Charles' lips met yours, tender and exploratory. As he kissed you, his fingers traced soft circles on your collarbone. You sensed Erik's intense gaze, then felt his lips brush your neck—a fleeting touch, gentle yet promising more. You gasped into Charles' mouth, overwhelmed by their dual attention.

“My room’s closest.”

You made it there without bumping into anyone, a true blessing considering your hand in Charles’ and the strong grip Erik had on your hips the whole way. You had barely closed the door before he was on you again, lips on your neck and shoulder, hips grinding up against your ass, and something else too. You noticed Charles was standing just away from the two of you, watching intently with an expression close to disbelief. You smiled at him warmly, pulling him closer just as Erik lightly nipped your shoulder in a way that made you whimper. You reached back, running your nails in his hair, before pulling him towards Charles. They both smiled softly, lips meeting as you stayed in between them, both of their bodies pressed up against you. You took the opportunity to undo a few of Charles’ shirt buttons, and planting a couple of delicate kisses to the top of his chest. You felt giddy with arousal, mind completely taken away from the stress of the whatever was to come the following day, hands taking their time to explore his chest and further down as you continued to undo his buttons, his shirt falling open as you pulled him closer still, pressing his skin to yours.

Let me know if you want us to stop. There is no pressure here, sweetheart, just whatever you want.

You nodded, watching as Charles pulled back from Erik. His eyes scanned your face for any sign of discomfort, though he could surely sense the pleasure coursing through your mind — and they'd barely touched you yet. You hummed contentedly as Erik's hands found the hem of your tank top, pulling it off while Charles' fingers trailed down your arms, grasping your hands and guiding you towards the bed. Shimmying out of your sweatpants, you sat down and kicked them off, then shuffled further up the bed. You leaned back on your elbows, hoping to entice them to join you, but they remained standing, their eyes raking over every inch of you. Suddenly self-conscious, you realised that, apart from Charles' open shirt, they were both still fully clothed, while you lay before them in just your underwear. You would have to change that..

You closed your eyes tight, focusing on them. Charles must’ve heard your thoughts, and he was removing his shirt now, moving to his belt, but Erik just stood, watching you both. He looked so calm, but you could see his rapid, heaving breaths, and the desperation that was growing in his trousers. His breathing was just enough movement for you to latch on to, reaching out and starting to pull up the hem of his top, and he smirked, a grin spreading as he lifted his arms to help you, and you discarded the black material across the room. You blinked your eyes open slowly, and after a small pause where Charles glanced at him, presumably communicating where they were going to be, and finally got a good look at him before he knelt down before the bed, grabbing your hips and pulling you towards him, making you squeal.

"God, you're beautiful," he murmured, planting kisses up your thighs as his fingertips hooked under your pants, pulling them off. You sat up slightly as Charles moved behind you, resting your back against his chest. He grasped your jaw, turning your head to kiss him. "And this is quite a view…" You blushed, giggling, as Erik settled between your legs, his hands gripping your ass and angling you for access.

"So is this," Charles whispered, his hands finding your bra clasp as Erik's kisses inched closer to your aching core.

"Fuck, Erik…" you whimpered, your hand darting to his hair as his tongue delved into your folds, his hot mouth enveloping you with a groan. Your bra discarded, hands immediately cupped and kneaded your chest, making your head roll back, eyes fluttering closed with sheer bliss. Charles's lips found your neck, nipping the sensitive skin behind your ear and eliciting a soft moan.

"He thinks you taste divine, darling," Charles whispered, and you smiled, already panting as the pressure in your core built. "He does think you could be a little louder, though…" As if on cue, Erik's hands left your ass—one arm pinning you to the bed by your hips, the other at your entrance. Before you knew it, he was pushing two fingers inside you. You groaned, still holding back slightly, acutely aware of the house full of people.

Don’t be shy, I can make sure no one can hear you.

As his voice echoed in your mind, Erik's fingers inside you curled upward, hitting that sweet spot that made you melt. Simultaneously, Charles' fingers found your nipples, pinching and rolling them in a deliciously painful way that drew a guttural noise from your throat. The sound was loud and raw, tearing through your body just like the building pleasure was. Erik's tongue continued its relentless assault on your clit, never pausing. You writhed on the bed, so close to the edge it almost hurt, your moans and whines filling the room.

“Oh God… fuck I think I’m going to…” You felt Erik groan against you, and you looked down at him, seeing him peering up at you through half lidded eyes, lust on his face evident and a realisation hit you then. One of the most powerful men in the world was on his knees in front of you, and behind you was the other, lips planted on your neck, their sole purpose being to give you pleasure. It was enough to send you over the edge.

Your back arched, pressing further into Charles as a low, reverberating groan was pulled from your throat, riding out the waves with his mouth still between your thighs, and you couldn’t stop your hips from grinding into him. He finally realised you when you were done, shaking and quivering on the bed, slowly removing his fingers from you.

“You should really have a taste, Charles.” He muttered, moving up onto the bed and crawling over you to reach him, presenting his fingers to his mouth. You watch in awe as Charles took them into his mouth gratefully, sucking them clean as Erik watched, a dark look entering his eyes.

“You were right…” he muttered, hands moving to your hair and pushing it from your face as he kissed you gently. “Divine.” You hummed into his mouth and kissed him harder, tasting yourself on his tongue, which made that all too familiar ache build up in your core once again.

“Look at that…” you heard Erik start talking, alongside the sound of his belt buckle undoing, “she’s needy already.” You released Charles lips, sitting up slightly to grab a hold of Erik’s waistband, undoing the button and fly quickly and frantically, revealing the huge tent in his boxers.

“Looks like I’m not the only one…” you whispered, moving into a seated position on your knees as your hands ran gently across his bulge, seeing his hips move towards you instinctively, begging for more even though the rest of his body language said otherwise. “I can help with that.” His eyes darkened, and you wondered where he would want to be, but Charles was one step ahead of you.

He wants your mouth, darling. You smiled, guiding him back to the headboard with a gentle push on his chest, your fingers tracing the contours of his muscles before letting him get comfortable. Meanwhile, you turned your attention to Charles, putting on a show as you kissed him again, but deeper this time, your tongue taking its time to explore his mouth. Your hands deftly worked at his trousers while his roamed the lower half of your body, all eager grasps and breathless pants against your lips. You loved seeing him come undone beneath your touch, his raw desire palpable, and yours was evident by the slick forming between your thighs.

"Turn around for me, sweetheart." Erik's gruff voice rang out behind you. You obliged, settling on your knees to see a beautiful sight. He had finally taken off his trousers and boxers, and you paused to drink him in. Relaxed against the headboard, legs spread wide, his posture screamed dominance, accentuated by the small smirk playing on his lips as he watched you. Your gaze wandered down, taking in his toned body, strong arms, and down to the happy trail leading to the thing you wanted most. He was hard—painfully so, it seemed—and he stroked himself languidly while waiting for you. And he was big, bigger than you expected, and you swallowed hard at the thought of him, of how he would feel….

Charles had also stripped down completely, and he moved right behind you on the bed, hips pressed to your ass, and his erection pressed against your back.

“Come here…” Erik said, leaning forward and pulling you close by the back of your neck and smashing his lips into yours. You could feel Charles behind you, pulling your hips back and setting you up for him, his hands kneading your ass in a way that made you moan into Erik’s mouth.

Are you safe?

On the pill, I’m all yours. Erik released you from his lips and sat back, giving Charles a small nod and using the hand on your neck to keep your head up and facing him.

“Eyes on me, babygirl.” You nodded, eyes widening and a moan escaping your lips as you felt Charles press up against your entrance, fully sheathing himself in one swift motion.

“Fuck, darling, you feel so good.” He groaned, breathing ragged.

"God, so do you," you whispered, breathless as you adjusted to his size. Your eyes remained locked on Erik's, whose expression darkened as he stroked himself faster. Charles pulled out slowly, taking his time, before thrusting back into you forcefully, his hips colliding with yours. You moaned and whimpered as he set a rhythm, his hands roaming through your hair and up and down your back, murmuring praises and curses. You had finally caught your breath, and you knew it was time someone else got a little attention, so you lowered your head. Your tongue swirled around Erik's cock as his hand gripped your hair tightly. You took him into your mouth, managing just over half before pulling back, one hand moving to his base, the other steadying you on the bed. Matching Charles' pace, you bobbed up and down, drawing a growl of satisfaction from Erik that made your cunt clench, eliciting similar sounds from the man behind you. He pulled you into him by your hips, each thrust pure bliss, and you knew another climax was imminent if he just...

The telepath clearly sensed your thoughts, his hand reaching around to find your clit with precision. He rubbed tight circles in perfect rhythm, building the pressure once more. You could only moan weakly around the cock deep in your throat.

"She's close, Erik. I want to hear her," Charles said breathlessly. You could tell he was nearing his peak too as Erik lifted you off him by your hair, gripping tightly.

"Are you going to come for him, sweetheart?" Erik asked, his low tone making you whimper.

"Fuck... so close... I—" Your words dissolved into a moan as your orgasm overwhelmed you. Your eyes fluttered closed, and your head rolled into Erik's hands. Your body melted into blissful jelly, your core pulsing around Charles, and he followed shortly after, his hips faltering as he pressed deep into you. With a groan in your ear, he filled you, then bit your shoulder as you both rode out the waves of pleasure together.

You were a shuddering mess by the time he was done, barely holding yourself up as he pulled out of you with a deep sigh. He pressed soft kisses down your spine as Erik lifted your head up, lust etched on his face.

“You still up for me, sweetheart?” His fingers ran across your lips and cheek, and you nodded, still breathless.

I’m going to clean up, can I leave you two to it?You heard Charles in your head, and you sent over a yes, turning your head to kiss him goodbye.

“Shall I clean you up before I go, darling?” He asked, clearly having asked Erik the same thing, before standing and moving over to him, kissing him deeply.

“I think we’ll be ok.” Erik muttered, a mischievous look on his face. You smiled, forcing your weary legs to move towards him. He held you up by your hips as you heard the bathroom door close, a quick have fun thrown into your head. You kissed him softly, tenderly as you sank onto him, a sweet, low growl filling your mouth as your hips met his—a surprisingly easy feat despite his size thanks to what had been left behind by Charles. Your legs trembled, worn out, but you pressed your body close to Erik's, draping your head over his shoulder as he guided your movements with his hands. It was intimate - hands tangled in hair, soft, short breaths mingling with deep, grinding strokes that quickly brought you to the edge yet again. Panting and whining in his ear, you tried to tell him how close you were, but the sensation overtook you before you could form the words. Your nails dug into his back as pleasure washed over you. He whispered your name in a dark, husky tone, and then he was coming too, deep inside you. Somehow, he ground even deeper as you managed to lift your head just enough to kiss him.

You both stayed like that for a moment, catching your breath, bodies intertwined. Erik's hands traced lazy patterns on your back, sending shivers down your spine. As your heartbeat slowly returned to normal, you lifted your head to meet his gaze, finding a mix of satisfaction and tenderness in his eyes. With a soft smile, he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his touch lingering on your cheek. You wanted to stay like this forever, feeling his heartbeat against your chest, but the moment was broken by the shower turning off. You blushed, climbing off him slowly, slumping next to him on the bed, feeling empty without him inside of you. You knew you would have to go and clean up soon, but you felt so comfortable with his arm draped around you, you didn’t want to move. He pulled the blanket from the bottom of the bed up, draping it over you as you waited for Charles, your eyes fluttering closed peacefully.

“Well, this is nice sight.” You smiled, opening your eyes to see him in the doorway to the bathroom, wet hair hanging over his face and towel wrapped around his waist.

“This is a pretty nice view from here too.” You replied. “Can I…?”

“Go ahead.” Erik muttered, planting one last kiss on your lips as you headed to the bathroom. You had just closed the door when you heard the bed creak, and they started talking.

“We got lucky with her, didn’t we?” Charles muttered, and you heard Erik sigh.

“Yes, I think we did.”

[lucy90712]

Hey so for Jude Bellingham can you write like Jude cheating on reader, he is very distant with her and she tries to make plans or asks him things like how has ur day been but he either just gives her blunt replies or just completely ignores her. Reader finds out he cheated on her via his phone and she confronts him and she admits it. Then reader leaves him and moves on with someone else (not a footballer just someone random) and Jude regrets what he has done but it is too late. Like pure angst and please make it long! Thank you!

A/n: the timeline on this doesn’t really work but just ignore that

Part 2

Sitting in a restaurant alone waiting for someone to show up is embarrassing. It's even more embarrassing when people know who your boyfriend is and are very clearly judging you and thinking about what might be going on in your personal life. Then the most embarrassing part of it all is having to leave after sitting there for an hour. 

No text no call and no answer. After getting home from the restaurant I stayed up for as long as possible to try and wait for Jude to come home so I could ask him why he didn't show up to the date he planned and invited me on but by 3am he still wasn't home. The next morning he wasn't in bed but he had clearly been home and then left for training but he still hadn't even read the texts I sent him last night. He did post on his Instagram story which explained where he was, he was at a party with all of his friends. I'd love to say that's the first time he's done this but it isn't in fact he's done it countless times in the last few months. 

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Valentine's Day

Two hours ago I got ready in a cute dress and did my makeup ready to go out to dinner with Jude. He's been so busy recently so we haven't spent much time together but he promised me we'd spend Valentine's Day together, he got us a reservation at my favourite restaurant and told me to dress up. That's exactly what I did now I'm sat here still waiting for him to get home two hours after when he said he'd be home. 

It hurts to be left just waiting I was looking forward to tonight and getting to spend some time together as I've missed having him around. He made this move to Madrid out to be the best thing for us but ever since things just haven't been the same. He's always busy and when he's not he chooses to spend time with his teammates instead which I understand but at the same time he's neglecting me and our relationship. I tried to bring this up but he shut me down and promised to spend more time with me which is how we ended up with this date but clearly it's not that important to him. 

Close to 3 hours later Jude finally came home and looked at me incredibly confused when he saw me all dressed up. 

"Where are you going?" He asked 

"On a date with you remember you said we would go out for dinner because it's Valentine's Day" I said 

"I'm so sorry baby I completely forgot this week has been crazy I promise I'll make it up to you another day but I'm so tired is a movie night instead ok" he said 

"Yeah its ok" I lied 

Birthday 

As always I woke up to an empty bed and Jude having left for training. Today isn't any normal day though it's my birthday so all my friends are coming over and we are going to go out for lunch together then hopefully Jude and I can do something together this evening even if it's just watching something together on the sofa. When I grabbed my phone from my bedside table I had loads of messages from friends and family wishing me a happy birthday and my social media was filled with edits done by Jude's fans which were all so sweet. The only notable missing thing was a text from Jude but that's ok he might've been running late and forgot. 

I forgot about Jude as soon as my friends arrived as they all spoiled me far too much but I had so much fun with them. It was nice to be distracted from real life and stop worrying about when Jude will be home, if he will remember it's my birthday or if he still cares about me at all. Once I got back home Jude's car was already in the driveway so I smiled and happily made my way inside to see him. I wasn't expecting Vini and Eduardo to be over but there they were sat on the sofa playing video games with Jude. 

"Hey y/n happy birthday" Vini said 

"I didn't realise it was your birthday Jude didn't mention it but happy birthday" Eduardo said 

"Thanks guys" I said 

"Where have you been babe?" Jude asked still not saying happy birthday 

"I was with my friends they took me to lunch" I said 

"That sounds fun" Jude said going right back to his game 

His friends tried to leave saying he should spend time with me but he said it was fine and that I wouldn't mind so they stayed. While they all sat down stairs having more fun than I was I did some work with tears streaming down my face. My own boyfriend doesn't care about my birthday his teammates cared more than he did. 

Anniversary 

"Happy anniversary love" I said when I found Jude in the kitchen this morning 

"Happy anniversary" he said 

I tried to give him a kiss but he dodged it and went to start packing his things as he has an away game later today so he's leaving soon. 

"I'm sorry baby I've got to go I'll see you later though" he said as he left leaving me all alone yet again 

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Today is a day I always like to forget. Both of my parents died in a car accident two years ago today so it's always an emotional day for me and my siblings, we would like to spend it together to distract ourselves but as I'm in Madrid we can't do that. Instead my friends invited themselves over so that I'd have someone with me which made me feel so much better. They came over early so early that Jude was still here as he hadn't left for training yet. He was doing his own thing as the girls all sat with me and let me get out all my emotions now by telling them memories I have with my parents. 

"You know they'd be so proud of you" one of my friends said 

"I just wish they were here to see all the things me and my siblings have done all thanks to their constant encouragement" I sniffled tears still falling down my face 

"Why are you crying babe?" Jude asked as he walked down the stairs 

"Just thinking about my parents it's the anniversary of their death so I'm just a bit emotional" I said 

"I'm glad the girls are here to make you feel better then I'll see you later ok" he said 

With that he left and my friends all looked at me with an expression I didn't quite understand.

"How long has he been like that?" My best friend asked 

"Like what" I questioned 

"Like you don't matter he didn't even hug you before he left even after you told him why you were upset which he should know anyway dates like this are important for partners to remember" she said 

"I mean it's been a good few months he missed our Valentine's Day dinner he didn't wish me a happy birthday until like 5pm and we didn't do anything on our anniversary" I said finally thinking about how badly he's been treating me

"Girl he doesn't deserve you he's taking you for granted and you don't deserve that" one of the girls said 

"I hate to say this but you need to break up with him clearly he's given up on your relationship and now I might be wrong but wrong but it seems to me like he's found someone else" another said

They were right for months now I've been at the bottom of his priority list and he's nowhere near the Jude I used to know and love. There is no affection there anymore it's like the love we once had is gone. He also has definitely been distant and he's never home so there is a possibility that he could be cheating on me. That's a thought that I'd put in the back of my mind and didn't want to think about but now that someone else that has mentioned it I can't let the thought go. Whether he's cheating or not things definitely aren't how they used to be and I need to get out of this relationship before it's too late. The girls all offered their support and said I can stay with them for as long as I need which gave me the confidence to actually talk to Jude later today. 

When Jude arrived home all the girls left and they wished me good luck which I definitely need as I'm nervous to actually have this conversation even though it needs to be done. Jude went straight to get in the shower so I decided to look at his phone because he told me the password but I have never used it as I trusted him at least until now. It took just seconds of looking for me to find texts between him and this one girl who he had clearly been seeing for months now. He kept saying he would break up with me but the time wasn't right yet and that he wasn't in love with me anymore which hurt to see. I wanted to cry but I held back my tears and instead just sent myself screenshots of everything and then deleted the evidence so he wouldn't know that I knew. 

After his shower Jude took ages to come back downstairs but when he finally did he was looking at his phone and smiling it made me wonder if he was talking to her the girl he'd apparently fallen for. He quickly noticed me staring at him and he just stared back not having a clue what was going on. 

"Jude we need to talk" I said 

"Oh ok is everything alright?" He asked 

"I'm just gong to say it I know what you've been doing and don't lie to me I have screenshots I just want to know when you fell out of love and why you did this instead of just ending things" I said barely holding back tears 

"I don't know it all just happened I'm sorry I should've handled this better I didn't want to hurt you but clearly I haven't done a good job of that" he said 

"Yeah you really have hurt me I should've known when you forgot about our valentines reservations but I was foolish and believed that you were just busy now I know you were with another girl" I said 

"I'm sorry" he said 

"I don't believe you Jude if you were sorry you wouldn't have let this go on for so long it's safe to say we are over I wish you well but please don't try and contact me again I need to just move on" I said 

With that I gathered my things and just left. I left my key, the memories and what felt like half my heart but it had to be done I had to get out of there before I got hurt any more. It's time to move on and start a new life with people around me who truly care about me. 

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1 year later 

"Come on amor let's go" Carlos called from downstairs 

"Coming" I said running down the stairs 

"Oh wow you look gorgeous" Carlos said 

"Thank you you look good too" I said 

He kissed my cheek and grabbed my hand so we could head out to the car that was outside to pick us up. Just a few days ago Carlos won the French open so we are going out to celebrate. I met Carlos not long after I broke up with Jude I wasn't even looking to date but I just happened to meet him on a night out with my friends and we just clicked. He understood that I wasn't ready to date properly but he didn't give up on me so when I was ready we went on a date and the rest is history. My plan definitely wasn't to date another athlete in fact I wanted to just have a normal life and date a normal guy but I couldn't just let Carlos go and I'm glad I didn't. We have been together officially for 6 months now and they have been the best 6 months of my life he always treats me right and he makes it known how much he loves me. 

Carlos has a lot of friends in Madrid so he decided to come here and celebrate his win with me and my friends as well as his before he goes back home to be with his family. There wasn't really any time to prepare anything so we are all just meeting at a club in town that isn't just open to the public so there shouldn't be lots of people there. All our friends were already there when we arrived as we got caught in a bit of traffic but they didn't seem to mind our lateness they congratulated Carlos on his win and we all went inside. 

As we walked down the stairs all my friends turned to me at once and I wondered what was going on for a second until I saw what they had seen. Jude was right there along with a few of his teammates. I haven't seen him since our breakup which is somewhat of a miracle seeing as I still live and work in Madrid and he has become part of the city. I knew one day we'd meet again I was just hoping it wouldn't be in a day like today I don't want to be thinking about him or to talk to him while celebrating Carlos as tonight shouldn't be about me or my past relationship. Carlos knows everything that happened so once he saw Jude his hand reached for mine and he gave it a comforting squeeze which made me feel a little bit better. The thing is I don't miss Jude at all I'm so much happier now but what he did still hurts me so seeing him for the first time since is a bit painful. 

"We can go somewhere else if you want" Carlos said 

"No it's ok tonight is your night plus he shouldn't affect my life now that's the past you are my present and future" I said 

"Ok as long as you're sure but you are sticking by my side all night" he said 

Jude's POV

"Is that y/n?" Vini asked 

Him saying that caught my attention so I looked in the same direction as him and there she was with all her friends and a guy by her side. I recognised the guy as Carlos Alcaraz the tennis player who just won the French open and a the guy y/n has been dating for at least the last few months. I found that out when late at night after we lost a big game I stalked her Instagram and saw a photo of them together on her private account that she forgot to remove me from. Since that night I have kept an eye on her Instagram I usually check it at least once a week to see what she's been doing and how happy she is without me. 

Since the night that she broke up with me I regretted making all the dumb choices I made that led to that point. Within days I broke things off with the other girl I was seeing and I have been alone ever since I just can't bring myself to see anyone else because they aren't y/n. It sounds stupid because I'm the one that ruined everything I'm the reason she's with Carlos and not me but she was the one I just didn't realise how much I loved her until she was gone. My mum has always told me not to take things for granted as once they are gone you'll realise their true value and that's exactly what I did with y/n I didn't realise just how important she was to me until I made some stupid decisions and let her go. 

I watched her with Carlos for a while and she seemed genuinely happy which made me realise that she hadn't been that happy with me for a long while before we broke up. It was clear to see that she loved him and I could tell that he loved her too because he looked at her the way I did when we first got together. It hurt to see her so happy with someone else because I know I could've had that but now I won't get to share any moment like that with her ever again. I deserve everything that has come to me I made bad choices and as much as I regret them now it won't change anything. 

I have to let her go because for her to be happy I need to not be in her life as much as that hurts. They say if you love her let her go and that's what I need to do let the one go because as much as she might've been the one for me I'm not the one for her. 

[fettiowi]

Small sonadow one shot fanfiction time eee

Simple summary is that Shadow passed out and Super Sonic saves him

Enjoy! Under the cut

Edit: Its on AO3 too!

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Everything was cold. 

Intangible and dark.

Incomprehensible.

He felt like he could barely move.

Floating.

He could barely grasp onto consciousness. 

Where was he?

Shadow strained to remember. 

He… was fighting something. 

Did he lose?

By how drained his body was, probably. 

Normally that would've bothered him. But he barely felt anything at the moment.

He barely felt alive. 

Was this it?

Was he gonna be gone for good?

He couldn't find the will to fight it. 

He just felt cold and paralyzed.

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Suddenly, he felt something warm approaching 

It arrived, and held him on his back and legs.

He felt that something warm pressing on his chest. It left too quickly.

He couldn't help but yearn for its return.

He didn't have to wait long. It held him closer, closer to the warmth, and he felt a pressure against his forehead.

From that contact, warmth started spreading through his entire body. He felt his strength returning and his entire being getting filled with energy.

Shadow tried to open his eyes. Whatever was in front of him, it was way too bright.

He turned his head away, attempting to blink and open his eyes. When he did, he mostly saw darkness, with splotches of light scattered here and there.

Was he in space? He still couldn't recall much. 

“Hey. You ok?” 

His ears turned to the source of the noise involuntarily, alerting the owner of the voice that they had been heard. Shadow slowly turned his head, trying to get used to the brightness and identify who talked to him.

A bit of blinking later, his eyes locked onto the fire red eyes looking back at him expectantly, expression unreadable. He looked over the golden hedgehog holding him.

Oh.

“... did you hear me?” Super Sonic looked in slight concern, leaning in slightly. 

“Ah… yes, I'm-” Shadow starts looking around “Where… how…” 

“We were out here trying to fight these weird creatures, probably sent by eggman, and one of them attached itself to you. I wonder if it was sucking your blood, you passed out and looked completely drained when I found you.” 

He slowly processed the information. 

He couldn't recall much, truthfully 

He looked back at Sonic. He was pretty sure he wasn't in his super form last time Shadow saw him. Hell, he doesn't even recall him having all the emeralds yet. Did he go out of his way to transform just to save him?

With Super sonic holding him this close, strongly and comforting, eyes full of power looking at him seriously but with a hint of concern. Looking at him felt dizzying.

Normally he wouldn't allow himself to think these things, but right now he still felt too tired and out of reality to truly care. The truth was, he wouldn't mind staying in this position and just looking at his eyes for as long as possible…

“... You didn't answer my question, you know. Are you ok? You seem… out of it.”  Super Sonic asked again, his concern becoming more apparent. It broke Shadow out of his trance. 

He tried to focus on how he was physically feeling to answer truthfully “I feel… a bit dizzy. My heart is pounding…” 

“Is that so… Well, I wouldn't be concerned. It's probably the healing taking effect.”

Now that he mentions it, Shadow could feel chaos energy thrumming through his body. That's probably what Sonic had done earlier, healed him. 

“You should probably rest, let me handle the rest of it” Sonic tried to sound firm, looking into the distance.

Even as he felt himself being healed, Shadow still felt weakened. He had no energy to protest.

“...Alright.” 

Sonic looked back at him, surprised. Then, all seriousness vanished from his expression as he chuckled and gave him his trademark grin.

“Hah! You're just gonna let me take your fight?! Wow, you really are out of it!”

He should have been mad. 

But that goddamn smile. Stupid ass smile. Why did it feel like an arrow shot straight through the heart.

There have been times where he wondered how Sonic and Super Sonic could be the same person. When Sonic turned super, he gained this piercing, serious stare and a determined stance that seemed unheard of for someone as usually laid back as him, in Shadow's eyes at least.

But here, when he gives him this look, that smile… It's Sonic. It's so Sonic. It’s never been so clear as seeing that irritating face he’s so used to seeing by now. 

Shadow hates how this thought makes him feel these feelings burn stronger.

He frowns. Despite all this he still feels irritated as he realizes Sonic is right.

Sonic chuckles again at his expression. “I better take you to rest then before you change your mind!” He proceeds to hold Shadow tighter as he reels back slightly and then takes off flying.

As the stars around them become blurs, Shadow feels his eyes getting heavier once again. He allows himself to close them, unconciously knowing he can trust the one who is holding him.

All he feels is the chaos energy flowing strongly around them, both inside of him and around Sonic as he is being held close. It feels warm and peaceful. Something he hadn't felt in a long time.

As he is nearly drifting off, he feels himself being set on a comfortable surface carefully, the energy he’s feeling leaving. It lingers a bit, almost like it doesnt wanna let go, until ultimately leaving as Shadow finally drifts away feeling at peace.

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After an unknown amount of time, Shadow wakes.

He groggily opens his eyes, blinking a couple times as he tries to wake up properly and clear his head.

He sits up on the bed, whatever bed this is, as he puts a hand on his head and tries to remember what happened. Slowly, he processed the events that led to him being here.

And as he processed, there was only one thought on his mind:

“...What the hell was all that.” 

Of course, he should focus on whatever creature managed to take him out so easily, and why. He is the ultimate lifeform, but lost to a little blood loss? Shameful. 

Despite this, however, his mind wouldn't stop annoyingly drifting to his barely conscious interaction with Sonic. 

It felt almost like a dream, but the little leftover energy let him know it was real. Hazy memories but so clear at the same time.

He remembered Sonic’s eyes staring at him in concern, only visible up close.

He remembered being held tightly, but not uncomfortably, almost in a protective manner.

He remembered that concern being replaced by a smile that was so him it hurt.

He remembered how he felt. The coldness and emptyness being filled by warmth, which burned stronger the more they interacted. In a bubble all their own as Shadow's mental inhibitors were turned off by his tiredness and the emotions that filled his body.

…sickening.

Shadow almost slapped himself. How could he allow himself to be in such a state? What caused him to become so dizzied and far from reality that he didn't even mind any of what transpired? That just allowed himself to feel his energy being healed-

Oh. That 's probably it. Yes, that's definitely it. Sonic was still inexperienced at channeling healing chaos energy. 

He must've caused some sort of imbalance in Shadow's system. Caused his heart to beat faster than it should, caused him dizziness, caused him to feel like he was burning.

Shadow wouldn't look any deeper into that. 

He thought about chastising Sonic for his terrible job at using his energy. But he knew that if he let Sonic know about how much he affected him, Shadow would never hear the end of it. Best to keep that to himself, for now.

But still, even as he left the room and thought back to his interaction and the feelings that came with it, part of him couldn't help but look forward to feeling the coldness inside him dethaw once they inevitably met again.

[vviridescence]

NOTES FROM SEVERANCE EPISODE ONE SEASON TWO UNDER A CUT IN CASE NO ONE WANTS SEVERANCE SPOILERS (but you should watch it hooooly shit.......)

WE HAVE TWO NEW COLORS ON THE SEVERED FLOOR EVERYONE!!! FUCKING REJOICE!!!! purple and orange to add to the green we occasionally got last season :) yesssss leaning into the secondary color wheel......love the possible metaphorical analysis of this that is hopefully coming.....

the way the camera followed and lead mark when he ran out the elevator, oh my god, so so beautiful

seeing the wellness room label painted over and the outline of the doors still there is like. oh lumon painted over the only place for healing and recovery in landlord white.

DYINGGGGG to know who was watching mark when he was in the wellness room. the way it was shot reminded me of the way graner was filmed in s1. like a stalking, circling shark.

the balloons milchik gives mark reminded me so much of opening credits when he's carrying balloons of himself lol idk if that was the reason for it but i loved it. when he let's them float to the ceiling and they're trapped there :) cool. it's fine

THE PAINTING IN MILCHIKS OFFICE IS THE TIP OF AN ICEBERG. PLEASEEEEEEEEW

milchiks delivery of "what might be termed as a "throuple'" lmfao. i missed youhuuuuu

fascinating that the red ball for the game is now smaller and they do it at a table now. way more restrictive visually

mark signing the note "wrathfully' sjfjksjdn

this is a direct quote of what i wrote in my notes when they went down the break room hallway bc im a healthy normal person: the classic majn theme for the break room hallwayy!!! hello beloved i missed you!!!!!!!

ok so the claymation in the video looks SO MUCH like the claymation in sorry to bother you! apparently severance's claymation was done by starburns industries, (THANK YOU @narcsmelly !!) so idk if it's the same group doing sorry to bother you but i LOVED it. i was actually thinking about the similarities between stby and severance a while ago and maybe i'll post more about that sometime but it is really interesting to me lol.

idk if we're going to see the animatronic versions of the perpetuity wing statues but it fills me with terror and dread!

i saw a theory that the weird editing when mark thinks milchik might be firing him means he went to the testing floor, and that's a really interesting. idk what i think about it yet but it seems like a definite possibility

THEORY: the four posters in the break room are sanitized versions of the four tempers. hang in there (in an elevator to reference helly's suicide attempt?? EVIL. HOLY SHIT): my guess is dread? frolicaholic: frolic obviously. bee ever merry: malice? maybe? grin and baird it (is baird the name of someone that hasn't been introduced yet? idk): woe? just a guess!! idk how accurate that might be but it was interesting to me!

milchik being like, there's no cameras or recording equipment :) after showing them a video that had their recorded voices 😂 PLEASE.

PREDICTION: THE MIRROR ROOM IS GOING TO BE VERY BAD LOL

its so fun and cool and good watching helly find out about ms casey/gemma and you watch her will to live evaporate:) so fun im fine im having such a good time🫠 she's like oh i have nothing bc my outie is evil and i have no control and the guy i love has a wife with his other half and i have nothing:) ok fine!! my thing will be saving ms casey! and im not going to tell anyone about how evil i am!! HELLY..........I LOVE YOU.... YOU NEED THERAPY<3 :((( saw a theory floating around that helly is helena undercover, i don't think that's happening imo...

irving and dylan are going to make me CRY. oh my god..... that scene was so fond and sweet and ifkrodjfjosjnren the interpretation of death and suicide this season has really been kicked up a notch and its horrible and fascinating philosophically. UUGGFHHG

irving coming out of the elevator still screaming for burt and slamming on the elevator doors. COOL. IM IN PAIN.

the painting in the elevator lobby????? YIKES!!!!not subtle lol

ohhh yeah lumon has absolutely not changed milchiks computer from saying welcome cobel bc its psychological torture for his "failings". IMO.

i will bet all the money in the whole world that they hired miss huang as deputy manager partly bc people won't be horrible to a small child. LUMON YOU SUCK SO MUCH......GOOD GOD....

"IF YOU TAKE THE ROOM AT FACE VALUE SURE" SJFJSOXJJFOSKDND MILCHIK YOURE SO FUCKING FUNNY

i really hope the new characters come back they were really interesting 😭

ok......those are my first impressions on first watch lol. CANT WAIT FOR MORE. VERY FUCKING EXCITED.

[cleaverqueer]

I'm not trying to be a dick but posting hornily about the racist fucking vampire from sinners is disgusting even if you haven't seen it. do a little research. that movie and character has a lot of meaning behind it and you're posting about the man who is trying to rob black people of their culture. that's why he's a vampire. he has to be charismatic to gain entrance. you are falling for it. and being racist at the same time

I'm not gonna do research about a movie I haven't seen..... I want to /watch/ it. So I can experience it myself instead of being told who I can like on Tumblr. And I don't care about him being charismatic??? I haven't s e e n the movie, I just saw vampire teeth and and a lot of blood and I tend to like villains bc once again but I haven't seen the movie. Watching it and actually seeing him be the POS I'm assuming he is now will probably put me off the character, like being a bigot usually does. I love demons and violence and murder and torture in my media but putting me off a character is easy as 1 make them a rapist or 2 make them a bigot

While i was answering this you sent another so it's getting answered here too

Its.... OK again, havent seen it, but usually having the conflict in a movie caused by vampires makes it a vampire movie. Usually having vampires at all decides if the movie is a vampire movie. I probably did reblog him a couple times and like..... I don't think it would be a big deal if I did still like him? It's play-pretend. He's not real. If you're going to judge someone for the fictional shit they're into then you've lost the plot. There's people on here that write fanletters and make cutesy edits of school shooters and mass murderers. I just think an actor guy looks handsome in some blood makeup...? Probably won't even like him after the movie if he's as bad as you say, so.... i would like to be done talking about this!

If you want I can let let you guys know when I see it and then we could discuss the movie, I think that would be very helpful, especially if you're Black and can maybe tell me what I might have missed out on from my point of view :)

[melissa-titanium]

for character headcanons tome ^_^

I CANNOT FND THE POST YOU ARE REFERRING TO FOR THE ABSOLUTE LOVE OF ME BUT I SWEAR I KNOW WHAT UR TALKING ABOUT. TREMBLES. if i get this wron g i wil ;. cr.y

i like to imagine tome as a relatively tall person. like maybe a few inches shorter than me... 5'7 ? shes very lanky. i think she had a little bit of a growth spurt once she hit like. lets say 12 or 13 and just shot the fuck up. then stopped. shes still tall just not crazy tall.

i LOVE masc presenting nonbinary tome but i feel like. idont know i feel like shes more. androgynous leaning does that make sense. her gender is weird girl but not a "girl" do you get me. she likes 2 wear skirts & jewelry & goes by ms over mx or mr . her pronouns r weird as hell too shes got the motherfucking zleep/zlorp it/its zhe/her all the neos all the xenogenders you get me ?

also. lesbian. duh. but also . i want to talk about it because it very much interests me. i def think shes ace because i hit every character i like with the ace beam but iiii. dont see her as aro? as much as i love aroace hcs i feel like it doesn't fit tome . at most i could see her on the aro spectrum..... i could totally see greyromantic tho maybe. but also specifically i dont think i could see her using orientation-specific labels, only gender labels. like she would call herself gnc/andro & specify her pronouns & list her most prominent xenogenders but when you ask about her orientation shes like. Girls 👍

ok now that gender is out of the way. smiles

i lik 2 explore her dynamic with takenaka & i think alot of people do honestly LOL. initially of course takenaka feels like a little bit of bitterness towards her because he understands she'd probably see him as nothing more than a guinea pig for her obsessions. but post telepathy arc i think they get along more cause he understands her way of thinking and fears & she understands that he (and others) actually DO care. i like to think they hang out & he manages to read her really well after a while without even needing telepathy.

i think she plays mhfu. i think this because i'm autistic leave me alone. tri ultimate makes more sense considering it was the most recent game to come out at that time but also it's got the smallest monster roster of any of the games, so mhfu it is. i think she'd main insect glaive (having essentially a telepathic communication with a little insect friend is such a cool idea to her) and her favorite monster would be yama tsukami. yama is literally perfect. it's outlandish, has a completely unique skeleton from any other monster in the games (save for yama kurai who was technically not a canon monster because it only existed in frontier) and it is quite literally an UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT. she would think that's rad as hell, and be very sad that it's not a popular monster (only solidifying her concept of isolation/alienation from her peers, liking things that are unusual to enjoy)

a weird hc i always had for her. i think she plucks out her eyebrow hairs so they r a little patchy almost? i knew someone who used 2 do that when i was younger and i think its something she would have done . speaking of hair she definitely cuts her own hair. SOMETHING TELLS ME SHE HAS PROBABLY TRIED TO DYE IT BEFORE. it didnt go well. her hair has never been the same

i think she's a big fan of new sensory experiences. that is a stim toy bitch if i ever saw one. i think she likes the textures most people find uncomfortable, like sandpaper or scratchy textures . not a picky eater but has a general preference for crunchy/hard stuff over things that melt in her mouth does that make sense ... i think her least favorite food is cotton candy. idk what her fave food is because my food knowledge is limited to bangladeshi cuisine and white people food (save me) but if i think of anything ill edit this. i actually implemented this into my design for her but she has alien earrings and they r kinda squishy. i think she messes with them when shes bored

shes dexterous as fuck with her hands. she could totally learn to shuffle a deck of cards fast as hell or play the shell game (cup shuffle) if she had interest in physical games. i think once she started working at s&s and really getting along with the rest of the Gang she would start playing card games & they always ask her to shuffle. not even reigen does it as well. years of gaming has trained tomes hands to levels not even reigen could dream of reaching

i think she'd be some kind of translator/ambassador... a high standing position based on middle-man communication. a linguist maybe? i think her obsession with the supernatural would eventually leave her down the path of like, culture study, to learn more about different regions mythical creatures. i also really like the post-canon ideas where she works with mezato as an investigator, WHICH ACTUALLY ACTS AS A SEGUE INTO MY NEXT HC

i think her and mezato would get along so well. its such a shame we never get a proper interaction between them. obviously their only canon interactions are accompanied by shigeo in which both of them r trying to grab his attention in some way and theres a little bit of conflict in that (tome realizing shige is a little uncomfortable with mezato pestering him about the cult & swooping in to give him an out) but i think if they genuinely decided 2 meet up and hang out they'd be a force to behold . girls who are wildly enthusiastic about their particular craft who seem to be somewhat outcasted even from their peers who hold similar interests. mezato being the most interested member of the journaling club & tome being the only person in the telepathy club who actually gives a fuck about telepathy!!!!! the thing about mezato though is that i dont think she is self conscious in the way that tome is. tome's like. worried about taking up others' time with her own interests that she clearly is the only one interested in. she thinks she should be grateful that they're even listening to her (atleast thats what i gathered from takenaka's reading of her thoughts during telepathy arc) and that no one but her truly gives a shit about the things she's into. and i dont have a firm grasp on mezato's character, but i think shes something of an inverse of tome in that sense. mezato's more confident about her interests, as well as being more confident in parading it around maybe. so i think they'd get along by being inverses of eachother. im not confident in describing mezato so i hope you kind of get what im saying

ok wow i got off track. i think she's one of those kids who had like a crazy amount of allergies when they were younger but eventually they faded as they got older. shes totally allergic to cats.

she . in the best way that i could possibly muster. feels like a middle child. she feels like someone who has a shit ton of siblings/lives with a big family does this make sense. i think she'd have like two older brothers and a little brother. am i insane can anyone else sense this.

okay i ran out of shit to say theres probably more but . coughs and dies. tome i love you

[inkandpaintsnowleopard]

Look at that, an Introduction Post!

Good morning! And in case you’re staying up late like I am, good afternoon, good evening, and good night.

I am ████████, I draw so much I have a wrist brace now.

As anyone could tell from one quick look at my blog, I love Spooky Month. It being my main fandom on here was not the plan, but I’d be surprised to see something change that now. However, any piece of media, be it shows, movies, games, books, or anything else, that I even so much as mention, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO ASK ME ABOUT IT. If I bring it up at all that indicates that I am willing to talk about it, bordering on desperate to, please I’ve been alone for so long-

Old Things

Anything I have ever done, anything I have ever drawn, any idea I have ever had is totally up for grabs as long as I’m credited. You can go into my old archives, please go into my archives, please reblog my age old posts, PLEASE build on my ancient ideas. I give my thoughts specifically to be built upon, to spark new concepts, to one day be turned into drawings, and if you can do any of that, DO IT. It’s not like once it’s old it’s gone, that’s what an archive is for. It’s still there, use it.

Also,

I’m gonna say that you can use my stuff for anything. Again, as long as I’m credited; but even if I’m not, what’s mostly important to me is that something I made is out there being enjoyed by someone. Also, please put my posts on Pinterest if you want because I didn’t even know it was its own social media until like a few months ago and I sure as hell won’t be doing it myself.

Is There An Age Rating?

(Sad lil edit:)

Idk man. I’m in a weird spot where I would rather say Sex than the f-word. I never say or reblog suggestive stuff, but I LOVE blood and seeing adorable things face unfathomable traumas. I barely even draw characters kissing but I’ll draw them being ripped open from the inside out (Hehe Inside Out reference)

Don’t be afraid to show me things, but I will say that I don’t like gross stuff. I would also rather watch someone vomit their guts out than like. Throwing up actual vomit

DNI

As for a DNI list, I don’t really have one. If you do identify with anything on a standard list (proshippers, looking at you mostly), let’s just agree to exist around each other as Minecraft wolves, ok? As long as neither of us attack each other for no reason, everything should be fine. This is a blog run by a child and is mostly about children and children’s media, keep that in mind. Honestly even if you are problematic, I likely won’t care unless you do something bad to me personally.

Don’t betray me or you’ll be integrated into all my stories through allegory characters and when you die I’ll search your grave for cool stuff.

I try to remain as neutral as I can on most touchy subjects and am generally pretty sympathetic, which may or may not be my downfall one day, but for now you can rely on me to just be your funny little art poster and AU flesher-outer.

Asks N’ Stuff

I look at every single notification/ask I get and I love receiving them. If you send an ask and I don’t answer it, chances are:

I just can’t think of a response (may be answered when I do, could be insanely old by then but eh)

It sprouted an idea in my mind that made me go “Ooo, I should draw that!” and then I never did

I am specifically keeping it in my inbox for quick access

I did have a response and I just. Forgot. I think about it constantly but only when I can’t actually post anything

I may have legitimately just missed it. Trust that I’ll eventually look in my inbox, go “Oh BRUH I NEVER SAW THAT ONE,” and then one of the above will occur

Sometimes I also just look at ‘em and smile cause they’re nice

Now Me, Personally,

One may call me Ink. When I was a baby, I decided I never wanted to grow up. Nothing has affected me (for better and worse) more than that. I have spent about [age]-3= years zoned out and thinking of stories to tell. I’ve been very existential my whole life, like more than is normal for the average 8 year old. I enjoy talking to people, but often don’t do it unless approached first, and I don’t click with everyone. I have a hard time knowing how to talk in ways other than in jokes, but I’ll try. I also have the wildest thought process, so loads of things I say/think are contradictory, but it makes sense in my head trust.

Lowkey waiting to dox myself; I will tell my life story at the drop of a hat, just ask.

So Uh, Yeah

Interested in characters, interested in people, interested in the future, and interested in the past. Too much is on my mind at any given time. You need fandom stuff? I got it. Something drawn? I got it. Someone to talk to? Sure, I’ll try. But for now, I’m going to bed man.

[starsinkpop]

what do you think if theres blogs that are not only deeply obsessing with finding out ateez members exact fs but they also discussing their potential body parts. I tried telling them how weird and gross it was of them but they tell me I was taking it too far. what the fuck? am sorry but this kpop tarot thing is what is taking ppls obsession with idols fs too far. its bordering on creepy rn and its not just one blog theres like several of them that mainly focus on idols fs.

some blogs be claiming they dont dig too much but then they still think it ok to even discuss idols sexuality or some other aspect of their personal life.

i’m not really on that side of tumblr or social media so i can’t really say much about it. i have clear boundaries. im fine with certain readings about ateez’s fs but i wouldn’t do more readings than i have online right now. we already know more than enough. i keep getting a crazy amount of asks in my inbox of people trying to fit especially san’s fs aspects. i’m deleting all of them because none of those people reading my stuff and also myself will be their fs. some people really need to touch some grass. when i see certain physical traits in a reading i point them out, however i focus on personality only. what’s bothering me is how almost everyone on here in my inbox assumes that the members are straight. making their fs a girl at all times. we don’t know their sexuality and it’s quite frankly none of our business. we don’t know if their straight or part of the lgbtq+ community. this is why i keep my readings gender neutral because we don’t know shit.

now in general i don’t want to spread any negativity because life itself is already a big struggle for most of us. i want my blog to be a place where people could just entertain themselves for a bit and. so i won’t say anything about other readers because i honestly just can’t. like i said, im not on that side of tumblr. i get your point but you have to remember you’re telling me this, im a kpop (well just ateez) tarot reader myself and i’ve done reading about their fs too so 🤷‍♀️🤣 like i said, i have my boundaries with readings, won’t do any sexual readings and i don’t focus on looks. being someone who was crazily sexualized since being a child, i really hate this side of any fandom. there’s too many obsessions going on. you wanna know what happened when i saw the most recent pool pics of the members, especially san and woo? as a gym girly i was like “woah i really need to know their routine so i can shape my body like theirs” i can just admire them. viewers here are a little too delulu and have a hard time sticking to reality and form an own opinion it feels like. and I’m sure some readers feed into that. it’s giving you a ton of likes and if that’s their main purpose for posting i guess i get it. that doesn’t mean i’m okay with that but i know many people need validation like that. whenever there’s people coming up and officially date like twice’s jihyo for example i always feel really warm around my heart. gives me the feeling they can still have a bit of a normal life.

i don’t really have anything else to say and only repeat myself. i don’t know if i’m the right person to talk to about that, i do readings and did fs readings like what you just complaint about, but i have boundaries and know what’s reality. none of us will be with any of them, ever and viewers should stop honestly believing “omg XYs fs is like this and that, i’m just like that it has to be me they have to do more detailed readings so i can make it fit for myself”.

on another note, and this is in no means anything bad or hate whatsoever, i love getting asks from you but those long asks are sometimes a bit much because im not your diary, love 🤣 no hate. but it just felt like a rant and i do really like rants but my inbox is maybe not the best place for that because i don’t want to spam any of my followers page with that you know?

edit: you can still send me longer asks, but please try fitting the stuff you want to say into one ask and not three or more 💖

[dumdeeedum]

OK, "Interview with the Vampire" Is Not Only Boring But Stupid for Other, WORSE Reasons: (Spoilers Ahead) Made some edits because apparently when I write this shit out with a headache its inscrutable. Hopefully it reads a little better now even though I still have a headache. :P

Season 1 and season 2 of this show now feel like they're done by completely different people and the season 1 people didn't talk to the season 2 people and the season 2 people are much dumber, worse storytellers. Is that the case? Is this now being written by AI?? Should I be watching the tiresome explanations of what the fuck is going on after each episode of the show to understand something??

None of this season works and that's on top of the existing issues this show already chose to have that were always going to make telling these particular stories tricky.

I have so many problems with this episode specifically and then I'll move on to the rest of the show in another post so this doesn't run too long but unfortunately since I have a headache while writing this it's still gonna be a bit stream of consciousy:

EDIT: Was there something wild about how I worded this that is making people think I thought the adaptation should have spared Claudia and Madeline? I thought I made it very clear that it wasn't THAT they died it was the way it was done that is the problem. If I wasn't then I'm saying it now: Madeline and Claudia dying wasn't THE issue and I'm not saying Claudia died and Louis was banished BECAUSE of their race. I'm saying that the way the show depicted the whole situation and Lestat's and Armand's involvement in THIS depiction was real bad optics and it could have been done differently.

Perhaps I'm doing too "woke" a reading of this but we can all agree that what the theater troupe and, more importantly, LESTAT and ARMAND did to Louis, Claudia, and Madeline was a public lynching? I'm not nuts in that interpretation of events when White people decide to put 2 Black people and a woman already understood to be a Nazi traitor on "trial" for murdering someone (who is still fucking alive), with the punishment being death, and the all-White audience gets to decide their guilt and fate, that's a lynching. Even if the audience saw it as merely a show they got to participate in, they inadvertently participated in a lynching.

Was that intentional? Was I meant to understand this as anything OTHER than a lynching with Lestat actively participating? That CAN'T be the case. Everything about this made me so uncomfortable and was so fucking bizarre that I feel like SURELY I must be missing something or SURELY they must intend to do some big time revealing next episode because what the fucking fuck was that? Was it because they had to justify all the time we wasted on boring the shit out of us with Santiago?

Is this meant to be the "gothic horror" aspect of this series that's been missing this entire season? The lynching of Claudia? Why was this done as a public trial at all when it worked perfectly well in the books to have this done in private by the coven. In the books the troupe is loyal and even indebted to Lestat so Lestat goes to them for help only to have them betray him because they never let go of the vampire law indoctrination ARMAND had a hand in for GENERATIONS before.

(edit) In the book Armand saves Louis because Armand loves LESTAT and at this point loves Louis as well but Claudia is a sacrifice both Armand and Lestat were willing to make, make no mistake about that. At this point Armand wants to get away from the coven he's been in charge of for generations, he wants to take Louis away and live with him in the modern world, and he also still wants to be wanted by Lestat, something Lestat has never given him. But they both allow what happened to Claudia to happen and a lot of what Lestat says about Claudia and how he feels about her is done in retrospect in Lestat's version of events.

Even in the books Lestat is a total bitch to her throughout her life even though they have more in common with each other than either of them have with Louis. But it simply makes no sense for the coven to make this vampire business public in THIS way. These vampire do WAY too much vampire shit in public and it's annoying and this time it's just gross. It was important to the story that Madeline and Claudia die, I'm absolutely NOT SAYING THEY SHOULD HAVE LIVED. My issue was with the way the show handled their deaths.

I know that up to this point in the original "Interview with the Vampire" book we understand Lestat to hate Claudia but still be attached to Louis but the show has done such a messy job at incorporating aspects of both "Interview..." and "The Vampire Lestat" into the narrative that I don't understand why certain aspects of how Lestat feels about Claudia were left out/kept in and this is inexcusable. I'm DONE with the way they're handling Louis telling Daniel this story. I'm surprised Daniel didn't close his laptop and walk the fuck out by now because they're wasting the little time in his life that he has left.

Everything about this episode was deeply disturbing in a way that I have a really hard time with because I, as a reader of the books, understand Lestat and Louis to be endgame and understand Armand to be part of the gang so what the utter fuck is going on here? Am I meant to never want THIS Lestat and Louis to be together again because that's how I feel right now. Am I meant to want Armand to fuck off forever because that's how this entire series has made me feel. I feel like Lestat and Armand threw Louis and Claudia to the racist wolves and there's no excuse for anything that happened this episode to have happened this way.

(edit) I am NOT saying that Claudia and Madeline should have lived and that that's the only way for Lestat to stay in our good graces. I truly believe that in the books EVERYONE understood Claudia's death to be a necessary evil because she was untenable given her age (5-6) when she was made and the negative implications of that. That's way less the case here and on top of the way it was handled you DO begin to question whether it was something they can get past in the way they get past it in the books.

The cutting the back of their heels and how they conveniently don't heal even though these are vampires, the way Louis' is positioned as aggressive and abusive to the White guy even as the White guy tells us that it was mutual (we're not even going to get into the depiction of "mutual abuse" in this series right now), the way Claudia got ZERO sympathy from anyone even though the audience is told in no uncertain terms that Claudia was the victim of something monstrous even by vampire standards and Lestat is just as guilty as Louis. And this is ANOTHER example of why Claudia doesn't work as "14" because not only would she have been seen as almost a woman if not already a woman in that time period at 14 but even WE, the SHOW'S audience, are having a hard time seeing her as a child because the show has done such a bad job with that and hired an adult woman to play her. Is that intentional for the sake of this scene and making it so this audience wouldn't empathize with her?? Why?? It'd have been SO MUCH MORE IMPACTFUL, even with this racist ass lynching retelling, if she'd been VERY VISIBLY a child!

What IS the theater audience supposed to be seeing? Did the writers even CONSIDER that? Because we know that White people have ALWAYS and CONTINUE to see Black people as older than they are and teens in particular in this time period were not given the same grace that they're given now, especially Black ones. So the only conclusion I can come to is that the writers of this show sacrificed Claudia's ENTIRE arc to have her sexualized for a few minutes in ONE episode, to have her fall in love with the Nazi lady (?) and then decided that her end would come at the hands of a racist lynch mob who was never going to see her as the child she was meant to be VISUALLY. No, really, was that intentional??

Am I supposed to still want to see Lestat after this? Because make no mistake, Lestat does some wildly fucked up shit in the book series, he fucks up a lot. But this is something else entirely, this feels like the writers didn't think this through and are going to have a really hard time putting Lestat front and center, if they intend to do that at all, after all this. How am I supposed to want to continue to entertain Armand's shit after this? With everything we know Armand to be capable of and he somehow couldn't take the little vampire dude "guarding" him? Be fucking for real. Even the book series didn't hide the fact that Armand was very much involved in this and ultimately Louis still chose to be with him. But in this I see absolutely no reason for Louis to pick either of them unless he's being coerced to do so and that doesn't seem to be the case.

(edit) Claudia being 14 instead of a proper child also makes Lestat and Armand allowing her to die less forgivable to us as an audience. Because when we understand all the problems of a child vampire stuck in a 5 or 6-year-old's body we see that she was untenable unless she had a person willing to be a sort of parent to her for the rest of her life. Especially when book Claudia didn't have the abilities that show Claudia would. But in the show she's 14 which means she was absolutely viable if a little unstable. The problems with a CHILD vampire aren't the problems of a teen vampire, especially one that could simply explain away any issues people may have with her appearance as "I look young," which we know already worked in the past. What if book Madeline got sick of Claudia? What if book Madeline died, etc. We can't help but think of this stuff when Claudia is a little girl but when Claudia is 14 and has already been alone for stretches of time it makes less sense to us as an audience that she would have issues alone for any length of time later.

Why is this the way they've chosen to tell this story?? Not only have they committed the ultimate entertainment sin of being BORING but they've changed EVERYTHING to make it so much WORSE and to DRAG. They really DO think they're telling a better story than the original and it's fucking AWFUL. It's an AWFUL adaptation even by adaptation standards, it's inexcusably bad when they were given more time than they'd ever need to tell this ONE book's story and as a result should have had more than enough time to flesh out the more interesting parts. Instead they said very little this entire season in the most excruciating way possible. Fire this entire writing team, get Bryan Fuller back ASAP and I'm not even joking because there's absolutely no way this show runner and writing team are equipped to do the VERY DIFFICULT work of making a character like Lestat entertaining and likable even as he does awful shit. Not if this is how they've chosen to go about it.

I'm so upset at this. I totally understand why both Anne Rice and Christopher Rice distanced themselves from this adaptation and Christopher Rice doesn't even promote it like he did "Mayfair Witches."

[yunwangja]

OH I JUST SAW THE MATHCMAKING THING. i guess i just say stuff abt mysrelgf??? THO MAYBE U KNOW ME A LIL BIT BC IVE INTERACTED W U A LOT. annnyway !

i'm introverted, i talk more if i am with people i'm comfortable with but once i go home i text way less i kinda just am.

i also get really good grades liek i only have a's even tho i am not rly a nerd

i play video games a LOT

i contemplate existence a lot.

i used to edit on ae religiously n had a few editing accounts

my humor is very sarcastic n i have an rbf too so i can be seen as like mean or sth? or just like im done w life lol. also part of my humor is talking up my friends a LOT like i compliment them all the time n like talk like im in love w them lol. sometimes as if i was a desperate ex DO U CATCH MY DRIFT.

i decide i wanna do sports like once a month n then i give up after like a day. in early 2024 i did go to the gym a lot though n i always listened to yeat or travis scott so now whenever i listen to them i feel like im in the gym okay that is short enogh i think! LOL thankkk youuu cant wait to see it :)) and also JS CAUGHT UP W FAULTLINE N ARGHHH i lvoe it sm

HELLO IM SORRY YOU HAD TO WAIT FOR LONG <//////3 I WAS LIKE AFTER I UPDATE FAULTLINE I’LL WORK ON THIS!!!! so here it is, i hope it was worth the wait !!!

ok. yk what i was reading everything u sent and at first i was like maybe kenma? and i as u went on i was like i think u guys would work more as besties. IDK !!!! ur so bff coded i swear </3 ANYWAY.

yamaguchi 6/10. i can see this a lot actually! i think u guys could be besties but can be more than that too :p i can just see him really interested in you and find u super cool !!! u guys would get along. i realized i say this all the time everytime i do this but still. friends to lovers trope def. i think with sports he cen empathize about ur attempts, and i think u’d be the one to teach him abt video games :p he’ll try so hard to be better bc he loves playing w u. he’d blush whenever u compliment him and i think he’d be really so scared to confess !!! when u guys r tgt he’d love to start that animal shelter w u. he’d also like wait for u to fall asleep to tiktok reddit stories then turn em off before falling asleep himself too :p

tsumu 7/10. i think u guys are such a match despite i think him being more extroverted ! bc in that way he can bring u out of ur shell more and also he’d love yapping with you !!! at first i think he’ll think ur super quiet but when u get to know e/o he’d be super into you! literally i think he’d love to do everything u mentioned here. he’d take pride with all of your compliments because i just think he loves getting em. he’d be the type that when u tell him u used to horseback ride he would immediately look for sum stables because he just wants to see it in action. he’d also try to look up ur old edits and rate them LOL

bo 7/10. man i just know. I JUST KNOW BO WOULD LOVE YOU. you guys will never stop talking to e/o. he’d tell u everything, u will tell him everything. he’d fall asleep WITH U while listening to tiktok reddit stories. would ask help from u w studies and he’d be like “pls help me coz ur smart :(“ and u’d think its ridiculous lol idk fr tho! i think u’d like to tease him though and he’d always fall for it but when he realizes ur just joking or wtv he’d be like “oh! great! :D” would absolutely start an animal shelter with u. he’d be like omg that will be our bucketlist. he would also contemplate existence w u, that’d be like a typical night w him.

iwa 6/10. ok i think this would also be an opposite attracts typa thing. he’d be super interested in you at first but he’d try to be lowkey abt it. always gets flustered when u compliment him, would try to get u into sports too then sigh when u give up the next day LOL. he’d try to be ur “coach” me thinks :p i think he’d respond well to ur humor? he’d play video games w u, at first he’d be competitive but eventually he’d calm down a little and let u win. i dont know how competitive u are but if u wont let that u’d dare him and he’d get affected then itll turn into a whole ass marathon 😭 he’d be supportive of the things u like, he’s like ready to help u even make ur dreams come true :p he’d always listen to ur yapping never interrupt then quietly like say his response to everything in one long yap as well mwehehe. when u start contemplating existence he’d be like ??? at first then slowly be like “well.. yeah…”

[weishenmewwx]

MDZS Volume 4 Annotations

Part 9, pages 293 - 309

Here begin The Edits.

My understanding, gleaned almost exclusively from reading tumblr, is that there are at least 3 versions of MDZS:

1) Original serialized story, published as it was written.

2) Cleaned-up story after the story was all done.

(I think this is the version that got published in Taiwan.)

3) Censored version, the only one that you can easily find online these days.

(This is the version that the ♥️Audio Drama♥️ is based on!)

While it’s awesome that Seven Seas didn’t censor MDZS, it’s also very sad that they didn’t incorporate all the sweet extra little scenes and adorable lines that MXTX added when she had to brutally cut out all the blatant physical intimacy (😢 that must have hurt 😢).

Here’s what to add back in, folks!

⭐️ 1)

WWX: “What do you want to do next?” He just barely restrained himself from saying “Whose house are you going to wreck next?”

LWJ furrowed his brow slightly and corrected WWX: “We.”

WWX: “Ok, ok. We.” (As in, “What will we do next, together.”)

LWJ nodded his head, and he even gave WWX the jujubes again. WWX wiped them on his clothes and took a few bites, thinking about how, in the middle of the night, Hanguang Jun wants Yiling Laozu to disturb the peace and make mischief with him.

If word of this got out, it would be disastrous.

Much more below the cut:

⭐️ 2)

After a moment, he tilted his head and asked, “How is it?”

WWX: “Hmm? What? How is it? … Good! Very good. I gladly bow down to your superiority!”

These were true statements. Even though he was drunk, Hanguang Jun’s handwriting was, as usual, exceedingly proper; WWX was ashamed at his own inferiority (re: handwriting) (handwriting is a big thing in Chinese culture).

LWJ nodded his head, and passed Bichen to WWX.

WWX: “…?…”

LWJ again tried to pass Bichen to him, and WWX accepted. He looked at the wall and noticed how there was a lot of space after the words “Lan Wangji,” then understood.

LWJ was waiting for him to write his own name up there!

LWJ stared at WWX unrelentingly, and WWX finally couldn’t take it anymore, saying “Ok, ok, ok. I’m writing. I’m writing.”

Resigned to this action (this fate), in the space after “Gusu LWJ,” he wrote “Yunmeng WWX.” Now, both of their names were side by side on the wall.

“Gusu LWJ, Yunmeng WWX, travelled here!”

⭐️ 3)

The sect rules of Gusu Lan were so strict, there was no way LWJ had ever had so much wild, crazy fun when he was little.

⭐️ 4) (an entire scene of Drunk LWJ exerting his dominance over a dog for the sake of WWX)

“Woof woof woof arf arf arf!”

Suddenly, an torrent of barking exploded like firecrackers in WWX’s ears. He screamed and instinctively jumped on top of LWJ: “Lan Zhan, save me!”

This household raised dogs?

In actuality, in the middle of this quiet night, WWX’s awful hollering and howling was much more terrifying than any dog’s barking. He was scared out of his wits, but LWJ’s expression did not change, and with one hand he held WWX and patted him soothingly, with the other hand he held his sword, then leapt lightly to the top of the wall; and from that position of superior height he looked down upon the wicked dog, and with a cold expression seemed to engage in a confrontation with it.

WWX had all 4 limbs wrapped around LWJ and his face buried in LWJ’s neck. His whole body was stiff, paralyzed. He screamed, “Don’t confront it! Go! Let’s go! Lan Zhan, get me away from here! Aughghghgh!!!”

While WWX was madly crying, the dog, upon seeing LWJ, had tucked its tail between its legs, extended its tongue, lowered its head, and was splayed on the ground crying; it didn’t dare bark anymore.

LWJ saw that he had achieved complete victory, then gently patted WWX twice more, held him tightly, then leapt down from the wall.

They had walked quite a ways away and didn’t hear a single bark; only then did WWX peel himself off of LWJ’s body. His eyes stared straight forward and his legs still trembled. LWJ patted his shoulder, expression focused on WWX as if asking if he was ok. WWX hadn’t fully calmed down yet, and with some effort took a deep breath, casually praising LWJ as he did so: “Hanguang Jun, you really are extraordinarily brave. Unparalleled!”

Hearing this, LWJ seemed to smile.

The moment was fleeting, and WWX thought that perhaps he was just seeing things. He was stunned.

A moment later, he sighed, rubbed his chin, and smiled. “Lan Zhan, now you know to regret not going to Lianhua Wu with me back then, right? Wait! Where are you going?! Don’t just run off!”

⭐️ 5)

WWX couldn’t help but tug on LWJ’s forehead ribbon. “You even order me around now?”

⭐️ 6)

WWX despaired. He gritted his teeth and pretended like everything was fine: “I’ll just help you pour over the bath water, ok? And the rest you can do yourself.” As he spoke, he made to dodge away from LWJ; suddenly, LWJ reached out and ripped off his sash.

⭐️ 7)

Seeing him this way, WWX’s heart inexplicably softened; he also felt it to be funny (Chinese doesn’t require subjects in sentences, so I’m not sure if WWX finds LWJ funny or the situation laughable or both). This person really has been this way since he was little — the things he wants, he would never say in words, but he would fiercely pursue with his actions. So, then, WWX dragged LWJ back to the tub, saying “Ok, I’ll help you bathe. Come here.” In his heart, he thought, “I’ve lost. I admit defeat. Ok, I’ll help him scrub a little — nothing more.”

⭐️ Alright!!

From here, pages 298 - 310, the edits were so many but also so subtle that I can’t just write them in. Instead, I highly highly recommend that you read the translation done by @boat-full-of-lotus-pods :

[icantwatchtvaloneforthelifeofme]

I’m so sorry to my history teacher I need to be studying but I need (want) to take a break before I do a past paper so we’re here I guess episode 5 yaayyyyy

And it starts with Merlin almost getting killed by a creature and DUDE DUDE YOU LITERALLY HAVE MAGIC WHY ARE YOU RUNNING THERES NO ONE HERE YOU CAN USE IT. Oh I love these effects the sword isn’t even disappearing into the hippogriff variant

01:41: you saved my life huh boy you let him. Damn he has a sharp jawline and cheekbones

03:10: noooo uther it’s a hippogriff what would hagrid think

and idk why i do this everytime its always too long

03:25: ok why is his voice like that god but also he speaks so blandly why like Shakespeare. His voice literally sounds like a percussion instrument why I haven’t decided if it’s good or bad

03:30: Merlin stop lying now he couldn’t shame Arthur stop

03:51: HEY WHAT WAS THAT INTIMATE “oh yes I know him” BRUH KNOW HIM HOW

04:12: do you think Arthur is acting all dramatic cause he knows Merlin is watching? I think that (side note after like half the episode: i dont think that anymore i just think he's naturally dramatic now)

04:31: why is this man so oldddd and why does lancelots hair fall like thatyyy

05:27: the way Merlin lies through his teeth is extremely hilarious

05:50: also are you flirting with Lancelot I cannot tell. Bc he keeps blushing. He keeps. Blushing

06:35: Ngl I think the first code does happen to make sense

07:26: he’s so dramatic I can’t take him seriously. Also he does know that he can rise in the army right? Like being a knight is not the only path? AND MERLIN ARE YOU BORED why do you want to keep fixing things

09:43: Merlin is Steve rogers. He has strong morals but really ewallllly doesn’t follow the rules

10:21: I SAW THAT LANCELOTS WYES FLICKERED DOWN TO MERLINS LIPS

11:00: I LIKE THIS MUCH MORE THAN GWEN AND MERLIN OH STOP STIP HES SWEET AND BASHFUL THE SAME WAY SHE IS I take it back he and Merlin were definitely not flirting not at all if that is how he looks when he flirts

12:45: Arthur just slapped him. For no reason and his face is taking me out

13:06: no not the thumbs up oh no he's screwed

15:07: oh my god cheekbonessss

15:57: why is he letting arthur play with him WHY IS HE NOT FIGHINTG

19:46: YESYESYYE BC I WAS LIKE HOW DO YOU FALL OVER AND THEN FAINT BFR AND THEN I GOT SCARED AGAIN WHEN HE WENT ON YOUR KNEES BUT IT'S FINE NOW YAYDYSYAAYSYSYYA

20:47: oh my god nonoononononon yucky it's embarrasing now i dont want this in the least as all. 1.75x here i come

22:28: ahshahahah i love how they're looking at two very differnt people and they dont even realise it. i support one and very much dont support the other

22:43: no stop why are the writers still shipping gwen and merlin together stop

side note: lance-lot is actually the stupidest name ever. he better fight with a lance

23:55: they literally came down the stairs together what is actually happening

25:41: wdym, yes he is very much to blame. but like half

27:38: where is the rest of the army where are theyyyy

29:12: that entire fight scene was sooo disorienting and funny at the same time cause why is it edited like that why

29:54: ohh a griffin i was like half right

30:24: uther is in very deep denialllllll like denial is a river in egypt your husband is gayyyy

31:49: this is literally the first time he asked you to go out merlin and it actually makes me so happy that he saw right through merlin's deflections

32:56: oh wait solid line but also "I NEED..." WHAT IS THIS WHAT IS THIS

33:34: wowowowow so many good lines "steel and sinew alone" HARDCORE

35:35: oh gwen do yo umean the self-sacrificing, self-destructive type? they tend not to last long

36:43: where are you running of to WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING ON DOING

37:22: i love this composition

oh wow that was an incredibly fitting ending hey i kinda loved this episode like a lot this was wonderful it was so nicely done ahshasha and the lines were nice and the ending wasnt forced and it was wonderful actually

[m1ckeyb3rry]

AHJSJSJS TUMBLRS A BITCH BUT YOU DONT NEED TO APOLOGIZE ITS NOT YOUR FAULT i was also getting some things done i just took a quick break and saw Jeirin’s post LMAO (epic crossover fr HAHA) so i didn’t have the time to notice but also even if i did id probably assume you were just touching grass (which you were LMAOOO)

L is now trademarked by otoya yup he doesn’t have any Ls in his name so he had to make up for it elsewhere (haha Lswhere I’ll shut up now)

SUHSJSSH WAIT OK GOOD I wasn’t sure if it was a shitty kid bully teasing or like a cute friend teasing it’s good that it wasn’t bullying though because if anything it is a rather cute nickname I just didn’t know if you had trauma from it SHSHSHSH

Ah 2022 jjk era….yk back then I definitely would’ve been like “NOOO DONT END SOON” now I’m like “yeah fucking finally” it had its good run back then now it’s fr just kinda insane also it’s actually so sad that at some point I ended up just full on saving the TikTok’s I knew I needed to reference back to later on just in case they disappeared forever SHSBSNS I have so many random

tutorials saved on there too like I’m not losing this hack

- Karasu anon

HAHA sometimes i do see your asks but i’m like “i know i’m going to write a super lengthy response to this so let me save it for later” LMAOAOA like i know for a fact i’m going to ramble and have to whip out my ipad for it meanwhile i can post my silly two sentence thoughts and responses to comments in five seconds on my phone so i’ll be active just not answering-asks-active if that makes sense HAHAH but yeah idk why tumblr does that with longer asks especially it just freaks out 😭 maybe one day they will resolve it…

LSWHERE PLS no yeah it’s his letter honestly he’s lowkey chill i think he would find it funny that we slander him sm…idk how to describe it i just have this hunch that if he knew he’d think it’s his rizz at work or smth

yeahhh i never got mad i thought it was so cute as a nickname!! pls i was too mean to be bullied…i was rlly shy as a little kid so i got bullied when i was like really young?? not like making fun of me bullied but forced to do stuff by my “friends” because i didn’t want to hurt their feelings by saying no 😭 but i got new friends and ended up moving for middle school anyways!! and at that point i had developed the most villainous mouth ever i was actually lowkey evil with some of my quips BUT only to people who deserved it so like it cancelled out 😩 mostly everyone liked me so it was def meant as an endearment thing like aww cutie pie mouse mira hehe especially because that was back when the guys were just starting to hit their growth spurts and they loved to do anything to show off that they were now 5’7 instead of 5’3 so they’d pat me on the head after singing the little song LMAOAOOA icl looking back it’s lowkey unreal but then again what in the mira lore isn’t

REALLLL 2022 jjk era was so diff i also thought back then that the manga would go on for much longer so it was a diff vibe?? tbh i still can’t believe it already ended tbh i feel like it had such a short runtime for a manga…like attack on titan i know ran from before 2013 (because that’s when s1 of the anime came out so it would’ve had to have been before) and the manga ended in 2021 and that’s not to mention the ones like one piece that have been going on FOREVER ofc idt jjk should’ve gone on for quite that long but it def could’ve done with some extra time i think 😩 did you see that gege straight up released a new character LKSDJFH like what even

no that’s so real half of my saved tik toks are edits and the other half are makeup tutorials…ngl i never use them though because the only makeup i can ever do is a tiny bit of pencil liner, mascara, blush, OCCASIONALLY highlight if it’s smth super important/a special event, and some color on my lips!! so like all of the foundation/contour hacks are very useless for me and same with the eyeshadow tutorials but that doesn’t stop me from watching and saving HAHAH

[meaty4spicedbuns]

How would they react if they Meow moew go feral - Bonten edition

Bonten x Female! Character

Had the hardest time writing this one, but it was fun at the end. Already done Mikey in Toman's one.

Pairring : Ran Haitani ; Rin Haitani ; Sanzu Haruchyio

Warning : Violence, swearing, (should I put Sanzu as a warning?)

Resume : Boyz always see girl as things to protect. The tales of the knight and the princess. Nails, kitty, puppy, cupcake. All that jazz.

Especially for gang members. Going out the street to protect territory isn't a cup of tea for girls. They don't want you to live that. They will protect you because they saw you as powerless.

Except they forgot a thing. You are a women before being anything else. And you take your own security as priority. Krav-maga, self defense, boxes. You took any chances you could to learn, and beat down ass to the ground. Your body isn't showing much, and it's perfect like that. A silent weapon is sleeping inside of you. You are fearless.

PS : as usual, I depicted how I see them, so if you don't agree swipe. And English isn't my first langage so peace

PPS : I can't find the strenght to correct my mistake thoses times, and it's being days i need to correct Rin's and Sanzu's part. So instead of letting this imagine died in my files, i'll post it now and came back later to correct it. Enjoy my mistakes !

Ran

Will push yours boundaries

Ran's an asshole

He would hear that you said you could God's like fight, but doesn't belive it because, to his eyes, you look so pretty, cute, adorable, vulnerable

He feel like he need to protect you

Ran's actually love to bother you until you treat to leave you for the day, but always ended finding a way to made forgive himself

So you never had been push to show him how much you can answer back

Until,,

That day, he really did breaks your balls.

Deep. And hard.

So you decided to leave him. For the day. No apologies would work. You made your choice.

" Come on my little sunshine!" He says, opening up the front door right after you closed it in his face : "Baby, it's cold outside.

" I've got my jacket on."

You get down the elevator, then the stairs from the building and finally you face the coldness of the night.

And all the way down, he follows you. Ran is still in his sleepers when he goes out, not realizing you both are getting away from his sweet home really fast. He follows you like a puppy, truly believing you'll change your mind after your tantrum, he'll just have to excuse himself harder.

At this moment he can't clearly see how much you are upset ; despite the fact you literally seems on fire. But he still doesn't wanna touch you or pull you back by fear of making it worst. Thought, on the other hand it's delightful to see you so upsety.

So he ended up just following you, putting himself next to you at a bus station. My neighbor Totoro but in the Roppongi way.

It's dark outside. Past midnight we could say. The moon is half hidden behind its big cover of clouds push-up it chin by the wind. Such a lovely position to be. The temperature has drop quite somes degrees since you both came back home so your jackets isn't sufficient to keep you warm. Your lightly shivering, standing like a stupid post. You can hear your boyfriend asking you to came back home with him:

"You're shivering sunshine."

" Who's fault, you think, playing like a jackass. " As if you wouldn't preferred being cuddle up under the sheet with that asshole. Your non answering, still seeing you shivering and all grumpy made Ran came closer.

" Baby it's cold, let's go home.

" Fuck off. I'll go back to my flat until you learn my limits with your fucking jokes.

" Come on sunshine. Show me how to learn them back in the house then, ok? It will be warmer and cozier!

" No." You lift your eyes to his, meeting some purple candy staring righ back at you. Meeting a smile make you more annoyed by his stupid face, the one you love. You wanna squish it to death from his annoyance.

"Go back home yourself I can do the way a-."

" Sht." he lefts a fingers and turns his head to his right. Suddenly he looks like a cat, looking somewhere so dark you can't see anything through. He stares at it deeply, giving you chicken skin down your arms. His voice changes suddenly, but his shoulders are still tenses. "Sorry Babe's can we go back, please?"

Now it's a shiver down your spine, you can read his feelings, almost hearing his heart beating faster.

His back is tense to made him look taller, as his arms too. His eyes are piercing to the night. He is uncertain, making your cold shiver stay.

But on the other end you don't fear anything. Reptilian reflexe maybe?

He is a man. Used to be fear by other.

You are a women. Used to fear other.

And by the time passing by, you became use to it at some point. Seeing him stress weirdly made you more aware of the situation. You decide to calm you down, breathing slowly, looking all around. You aren't a slave to them fear. The opposite of your boyfriend waiting like a training dog to jump on someone neck. He is on his guard and you don't want to scared him more so you finally sight and answer :

" You'll call me a Uber when we will be at your place."

" Good."

He is not waiting longer. Ran grabs your hand without even looking at you, still starring deep into the darkness. You don't understand why glaring down that spot would do anything until you both have to get closer.

Then it draw itself in front of you. A guys, standing still, hands in his pockets. He doesn't says anything, just looking at Ran first. But once his glare fall on you, hios eyes shine like he was starving and gotten to see the freshen meal he ever eaten.

" Is this guy's bothering you kitty?" he says.

His pet name made you almost gag. Didn't he knoews that cat-calling is hasbeen now ? You want to answer back but, on the other hands, don't want to escalated the problem. The only answer would be a calm "no".

Suddenly Ran takes a lead. He pulls you closer, making a shield of himself with his full body.

" No."

" Did I talked to you?, the stranger shout.

" I think I can answer quite easily to your question. Sir."

His hands leave your. You don't know if it's conscious or not, but he reachs his pockets where he keep his metal stick everytime he goes out with you. A hit in the head with it would be enough. Clever. But it's funnier to know he is hidding right behind him a better weapon. Standing on his two feets.

You weren't going to fight tho. Ran could easily handle the situation by himself. He is a big boy trying to protect you. And you would let him do it. You'll pamper him like a champion once it finish. And his ego would feel well.

But fate suddely decides to give you the finger when you notice something glaming a shiny light. You would handle it.

You don't bring a knife in a battle, except if you want to win in any way.

You step forward.

Ran came to push you back, but you stopped his hands. You don't even look at him.

" I don't want you stabbed."

He blinks several times. What's the voice your using? It's is harsh. Since when a so little women could use a big bad voice? You never talk to him like that.

It surprise him so much he doesn't realized yet this guy's wanted to salami him. At the same time you take off you jacket to hand him, the adrenaline's rushing making you burning hell now. Ran grab it automatically.

" We bring butter knife to fight now?" You spit to the guys facing you.

Both your hands lock together, stretching your wrist. The men look at you, eyebrows frown as he try to read you. His feet seems to lock in the ground further aftereach step you take toward him.

He is twice your size. Ran call you from behind but you lift your palm to made it shut.

Right now you are in a good situation. You know it's danger, and none of the man can read you. They are both breathlessly waiting for you to act. You've got the lead, the fear on your side.

Why a small lady's acting maniac they ask?

Because you are THRIVING.

Adrenaline rushing through your blood.

Skin shivering.

Heart pumping blood.

Tense atmosphere.

You are loving it.

Since staying with the Haitani, it made you dodge every bullets. Life became so peaceful. Nobody dare to bother you. Nothing happen anymore. And to be honest it eased your shoulders. You kind of love this peaceful way. Away from gang. Living peacefully. No gang. No fight. For so long..

You breath in. You breath out.

No.

You missed to be on the battlefields. Kind of. Okey, when it's arrange you. Yes.

You can't keep a princess away from the dragon too long if she gotten used to win.

" Sunshine it's time to go home, you're boyfriend say.

" You know what?, you say. I'll teach him a lesson. I'm fucking down of men's. They need to learn to know how it feel to fear. Ready butter knife? "

You stretch a legs, then another. You can hear the stranger's chuckles but you don't pay attention. Adrenaline's fucking high now and you can't stop yourself. Even when your boyfriend pull your shoulder you took off his hands, not stopping to stare the stranger that began to step forward.

" Get back." you order to Ran. What an annoying brat he made, as if you would out yourself in a show without being able to really fight.

You push him right when the stranger is running at you. A knife appear, shiny, sweeping your tummy area. Ran miss an heart attack, it look like it would slice your skin so easily. But you got this.

Classic. You dodge, put a foot down backward . Your eyes is following the shinying of the blade. You then grab his wrist from one hand and upper his elbow from your other, and hit right on the elbow bones.

You all could guess the pain was huge when the arms fold in a way that wasn't looking natural. The man let out an animal scream, blood flowing out the horrible injury. A small reddish bump is coming out the flesh.

But it's not your problem anymore.

When you turn around, you lock eyes directly with your boyfriend. The stranger end up passing out a few second later. You could heard him hitting the ground.

" I'll call an ambulance but we better get away now. I don't wanna have to explain anything to them.

" You'll have to explain yourself to me. Again. Even after..." he look at the guy, then you. He is taking a step forward and swipe off blood from your check. " I can't lie and said it isn't hot. But when?"

You wink.

" I'll tell you later, if you promise you'll get nicer for tonight.

" Anything. I'm sorry babe."

_ _ _

Rin

Rin would never bother you with anything that is fight related.

He is a gentleman, wich simply mean he would ALWAYS step before you if anything happened.

But, in the other hand, he would still tease you

" You know how to fight hm?" he says with a smile. " I dare you."

He would push your cheek a few times, saying " come one, show me how your little hand are supposedly sooo strong."

And he would even tease the day you don't feel like being teased

"Don't bother me." you say harshly.

It's been an hours now that Rin thinks that the best way of making himself busy when he is bored is to annoye you; Mister doesn't know why but seeing you all grumpy is extremely cute at his eyes.

So he pokes his fingers once again in your ears for the tenth times today,making you take a step forward while pushing him away. At the same time you were making yourself toasts on the kitchen counter ,and by turning away you can hear you toast falling from you pushing the knife with your elbow. The saddest fall you see after Mufasa's one..

Also, the myth is right, the toast felt on the wrong side.

You sight so loudly, it made Rin laugh so hard. So you bend down, grabbing your, sadly now, all dusted, toast to throw it on him before saying :

" Next time you doing it I'll break your fingers."

And the worst part is that you mean it. You can, and will since he is driving you so crazy. But Rin don't hear it from the same ear. The man chuckle :

" I'd like to see you. You and your littles arms and hands.

" I swear to God I'm fucking serious."

"Oh yeah??"

That smirk he is giving you just made your rage even more stronger. He doesn't imagine how many times it happen already. That, funnily, the number of fingers you've broken in the past can't be counted with both your hands, neither his.

After all you are his teddy, his plushie, his dirty racoon.

Even thought right now you are his worst nightmare. He just doesn't know yet.

" Yes."

" Ok ." Rin says, lifting his hands up as of he has been caught out of guard. He is ready to turn around, making you do the same to retry doing your toast.

But this man, your boyfriend, your stupid boyfriend, decided to pull the tail off the devil. He just came back, hands once again tries to put his finger in your ear.

Wich is enought for you.

You bend your head as a reflex. At the same time you hit his stomach with your elbow before opening your palm to grab his chin, which is right up your shoulder, with the same arms. With your other hands, you grab your toast full of your favorite topping (jelly, pls tell me it's jelly or peanut butter) and smash it right into his faces.

As he wasn't waiting for a that fast answer, he doesn't react fast enough. Not even when you pull your legs between his and pull him back with all your strength to made him fall on the ground.

The stare he is giving you when your little toast fall from his face to the ground is priceless. It even give you a big smile. His mouth do a perfect "o" shape that is really satisfying.

" Warned you."

But it doesn't stop him. He now see it as a game. In a second he tries to hit your knees by shooting it but failed as you lift yourself up from the counter. When you fall back again on the ground you push yourself so you are standing in front of him trying to stand back on his feet.

You try to armblock his neck before he stands up fully, and rotate to go behind his back but he turn with you and just face you. He put his legs behind yours and you are the one being pushed back on the ground first. Taking him with you by pulling his shirt.

His face hit the ground, giving you a second to react. As when you both laying down, you go fast enought you block both his arms in his back. You made it so you know he can't get up.

And the groan of frustration is reliving.

" The fuck." he mutter. "Babe ?"

" I told you." you grab one of his finger in your palm, feeling a little bit sadistic . "So, it's this finger that was bothering me?

" You really gonna?

" Told you I will."

You began to bend it a little,but when you hear him excusing himself from his behavior you stop your way.

" So, understand ?, you finally ask while getting up from him. When he turn to face you, the only thing he says is :

" Babe, I'm hard now."

The punch he take in his face is so fast he doesn't even see it coming.

_ _ _

Sanzu

Heard you but kind of don't care.

He is the one to protect you. And he asked you to align with that

So he kind of minimized you and your skill about fighting.

But don't get me wrong. He wouldn't be upset. It just his way if thinking.

He is the mad dog and he doesn't care. He use himself for other as his own enjoyments anyway.

Because all he sees in you is his little girly bunny.

You are used to your boyfriend shit. To be honnest, you often thought that, either his partner would ended up as crazy as him, or either would be the [cataliseur]. And sadly, the second case is yours.

But you can swear on any God, on anything on earth, on any pets you had or will have, and could fight with people on this topic : your boyfriend is an angel with you.

Not saying he stopped drugs around you.. Or that is isn't doing crazy shits. He is part of a gang after all (and enjoying it too much at your taste)

But he does not consum any substances when you are here, or ready to be around, because you asked him not to. Of course it happened that one day you saw him half dead shooted on his sofa, but it began to be less frequent than at the beginning right?

And plus, Sanzu is a praiser. Always at your feets, ready to compliment any move you do. With time you founded out how to get him around your fingers, and it's worked. A guard dog ready to jump on anybody only for you.

So yeah, he is not perfect, but with you he could burn the world and dance on it ash with your hands in his if needed to.

And he would do it twice.

" Four fucking thousand?" An angry voice echoed against the walls.

It's your boyfriend voice.

Followed by a maniac laught.

You are in the parking lot situated right under the biggest building of the Bonten. Getting a foot out of your car, you were ready to go pick Sanzu up after his long day. But you were waiting for him to still have his head in his business no matter the hours tho. It might being three in the morning that he is always still up on mischief. Usually you bring him out from everything right directly to your bed. He is insanely attracted by his work and it's a pain sometimes.

So for him to wait like a little puppy, for you to pick him up from school, in the parking lot?

Weird.

" Remember that the fucking last time, one of my guys losted his arms because of you?" shouted another voice.

" Remember last times you fucking gave me shit?! Trynna' kill me or some shit? Cutting your fucking drug with fucking flour ?!! Who do YOU think I AM?! "

The tone of voice said it all. Sanzu is ready to pick a fight. You know it. You heard it so much at the beginning of your relationship, and thoses beginning weren't bright. But it's a story for another day.

What you know is that you must prepare yourself quick. You put on a sweat you keep at the back of your car with hood on. And silently you just sneak around them. Because when you are picking out from behind a car, you can clearly see your boy is tired, and in a maniac phase.

' He IS gonna get killed. He Is gonna get killed!! , your mind is screaming in repeat. You know it. From how tense is Sanzu. How the guys around have almost they hands on there knife and guns. It's gonna turn sour in a minute.

You needa think. Fast.

" We know how your gang function, and we don't want any shit with you anymore, spit the big guys fronting Sanzu. Give the fucking money and we'll leave."

He throw a little black suitcase at the feet of the pink haired guys. The color doing a full contrast between him and all the guys in black suit.

But you are not looking. You are walking silently around, circling the boy's reunion. You are eyeing all around for a specific little white box that draw a smile on your face when you finally found it.

The little yellow thunder striking a person on it isn't appealing at all. No matter how much time you spend with Sanzu, or the Bonten in general, you are still a good person. And even a sticker can tell you not to dot thing usually. However it's an emergency.

Picking trough car window's you can see the men and Sanzu getting weirdly closed, buts it's when you see both of them grabbing they guns that you clenched the (manivelle).

All the electricity turned off. The parking lot is in plain darkness for a few minutes. Luminated only by some greens "exit" light still glowing in some corners . And it's so fainted that everybody need a minute for they eyes to accommodate. So when the shoot are shot, of course it land randomly, and a random guy's scream out of the dark.

Sanzu duck down tho. He don't even know what happened, but really do think God's is on his side (or from little he know, he got an awesome partner). His hands are looking at the ground for the suit case, taking a few second to find it laying sadly on the ground.

' What a lucky bastard I am., he thought for himself. He wasn't planning to fight, he is not totally a fucking idiot. He know they came to kill him. So he planed since the beginning to run away at the moment he could, hiding a lacrimo under his jacket to throw it to the ground at a present opportunity.

But thinking that all the light would turn off? It's even better.

When he grab the handle of the suit case, he try to pull it to him. He is ready to run away with it. But something pull it away. It take a second to stare at the other end, and for his eyes to reflect the grennish light: the big guys is bending right over him with his guns out.

" 'know you would go for the parcel. M' not stupid."

" Fuck it." Sanzu smile as he stare at the barrel.

Instantly, a loud bang resonate out the parking place. Sanzu's eyes are wide open even with the shooting. His adrenaline rush through his veine. He saw the bullet being shot, he saw the light of the deflagration. And he's also see someone hitting the big guy's arms with a fire extinctor. But he doesn't recognized you yet.

In another second you turn to face all the guys, turn the head of your weapon toward them and sprayed everybody with it. It done enought fogs for you to run to Sanzu and grabbing his hands.

" Go." Is the only words you find interesting to say. You pull him to the nearest door to get away.

Sanzu is breathless. His legs and lungs hurt as if he ran a marathon. But the smile of his face's not gonna fade away for a few days.

Once you are away, you both go directly straight to your safe place. And it's only when the door of your flat is double closed, all windows check, and light off, that you let yourself think that you are safe.

" What a piece of shit, he mumbled laying on your bed. I knew that last time he tried to screw me, but his thing is the best..."

A cigarette between his lips, he turn to look at you changing yourself. And it's when he see the bruise that his brain realized it.

" When." His voice sound hard, but his eyes are closing themself. " Who made you learn to fight like a goddess.

" A women in this world needs some magic trick."

You gave him that wink that he gonna remind a long time, so he notes in his head to ask you about more deeply once your both home.

To see in more details what you can do.

Because Sanzu is really into someone who can break his back after all.

[spyoikawa]

still on that saiki k brainrot so hear me out-

metori, saiki, teruhashi, aren and hairo with an s/o who really loves to bake/cook-

no thoughts just Reader learning how to make coffee jelly for saiki (like maybe they make him a tower of coffee jelly for an anniversary or his birthday-). no thoughts just Reader cooking something for metori who pretends to not want to eat it cause it’s ‘peasant food’ but ends up really enjoying their cooking. no thoughts just cooking/baking date with teruhashi. no thoughts just teaching aren how to cook/bake and having a food trade with him, bringing him lunch/a snack to school. and no thoughts just hairo hyping Reader up while they cook/bake and making stuff for him to bring to class rep meetings-

thank you! <3

the excitement I got got I saw teruhasi- i don't see a lot of writing for her and I get happy when I get to do less than common things! Thanks!

I'm running low on creative juices, so please I hope you don't mind if I use the exact scenarios you suggested 💀

Note: some of the things I wrote felt really rude so please don't mind the tone tags in parentheses, also i have not edited this yet

Saiki, Teruhasi, Hairo, Aren, and Saiko with an S/O who can cook/bake

♡romantic♡

Saiki Kusuo (italics = saiki telepathy)

Although it was undeniably tasty, your boyfriend's obsession with coffee jelly was not only getting out of hand but also quite expensive-

I mean he spent 3,000 yen for one serving-

But yanno what it's ok, coffee jelly is easy to make, and this gives you an excuse to hang out (not that you need one)

"Ok Ku, i had an idea"

I like it, just make sure you teach me how to do it too

"Rude. I wasn't finished"

You did in your head

As endearing as it could be sometimes, Saiki's mind-reading could be a pain occasionally

You wound me.

"Good. (/j)"

After a long debate over recipes and serving sizes, there it was, in all its glory, your first batches of coffee jelly

it was heaven

You did end up sharing the recipe with him, but it still became a little tradition to make the coffee jelly together

It just tastes better that way :)

Kokomi Teruhashi

In the midst of your TV and cuddles date, Kokomi huffed and turned off the TV

But of course it was rude to just turn off the TV, so she offered to play a board game instead

You did play with her, but your curiosity was begging as to why she wanted to change the activity

"Hey Kokomi, this game is fun, don't worry... but why'd you turn off the TV so suddenly?"

"Oh, it was nothing! I just thought you would like this game, and I wanted you to enjoy yourself more!"

Now, that's the answer the most perfect girl in the world would give

But Kokomi is still human, there's gotta be something wrong

You spent a while thinking to yourself about what you were watching, you two agreed on a documentary, then after the documentary, the channel played a cooking show with a guest baker/cook Makoto Teruhashi- oh.

So that was it

At the end of the round, you stood up and offered your hand to pull up Kokomi with you.

"Hey, wanna make a bet?"

She looked up with a bit of curiosity.

"I bet you, I can make your favorite dish, far better than Makoto can"

She smiled a bit, "sure!"

Her favorite food was simple, so you taught her to cook it and added in some other things just for fun (and so she can't recreate it without your secret ingredients)

Now you guys have cooking dates often and always find ways to spice up foods (and beat Makoto at whatever he was doing on tv)

Hairo Kineshi

my thoughts and prayers go to you

we all saw what happened when he tried to make crepes

but in his mind, it was a learning opportunity

You guys were taking an after-school stroll, the weather was really nice, it would be a shame if you two just went home and did nothing. Walks like these tend to get sentimental and nostalgic, so your conversation subconsciously started to drift towards school life.

"And do you remember that time we had to get kuboyasu, kaido, and nendo to play on a baseball team? Oh my god thank god it didn't go too poorly, that one player really pulled through at the end..." you laughed out

"Haha I do remember that, I can't believe we got them to play, it really could've gone worse" He smiled as he remembered that day, but then his eyes drifted up to a bakery across the road. "Speaking of poor experiences..."

after he explained to you he and kaido's crepe disaster, you couldn't help but tease fun at him for a bit

but you did agree to teach him more about cooking and baking

he's a bit too passionate about cracking eggs, but hey, at least you can work faster

after many, many burnt crepes and pans, there it was, a fallen appart, incorrectly folded, but still a properly cooked crepe sat there in all its beauty

it kinda looked like this

Although he does learn many different things with you, crepes will be the thing he makes over and over again, even when he has it down to a science, just because it's the first thing you taught him, and he will keep that sweet memory forever (get it. sweet? Cause crepes? Im funny i swear.)

Aren Kuboyasu

He actually knows how to cook pretty well

He's not really sure when he picked up cooking, its kinda just stuck around, but he enjoys it, it makes him seem more goody

and he can treat you :)

I will die on my "aren lives for the most basic/domestic activities hill"

cooking with him is always an experience, he will play music in the background, and pull you aside to dance at random times

also does that really hot thing where he stands behind you, reaches around to hold your hands, and basically has you in a cage while showing you how to do something

it's one of those spontaneous things to do, if there's nothing else to do, might as well make something to eat

firm believer in "if you have to eat to live, you might as well eat delicious foods" so he will always try out new things with you if its healthy and tasty

"bab look at this show" you called out from where you were sitting, there was a cooking show/food documentary on, and it was showing a special food. "it says this chicken has a secret sauce they dip it in"

he walked over to the tv and watched it for a couple seconds, thinking a bit.

"...wanna figure it out?"

"yes. I'll make the chicken if you figure out the sauce?"

"deal."

will you ever know if you got the secret sause? Nope, but you did figure out a chicken recipe that is good as hell

he probably writes down all the recipes you "invented" together for safekeeping and so he can return to it later, but he refuses to show it to anyone

Saiko Metori

as much as I love him, we all saw in that one episode how picky he is while eating, and is probably a bitch to please while cooking/baking

so after a lot of convincing, you got him to sit in the kitchen with you so he can watch you bake for the two of you

in reality, all you have to do is give the dish a fancy rich-sounding name, you just have to be really careful with what you say

like this 💀

you decided to bake for him today, baking is a lot more "by the book" than cooking, so you thought he would take a bit of comfort in knowing it was done in a professional way

"alright tori, so I think I'll make a heavy pastry made with fine cacao and extracts, baked into a rich dessert for a fine sweet palette"

"you're making brownies aren't you"

"🧍‍♂️"

Told you, you have to be as specific as possible

He does eventually get interested in what you're doing though, as he never really sees his personal chef cook, and wants to help you by the end

He really did enjoy it! It quickly became one of his favorite treats

But funny enough, no matter how many bakeries he tried or how many times his chef tried, they never tasted the same

(you put in special spices as your own little mark on the treat)

so he ends up having you over for more cooking dates

Which he really does enjoy btw

as a tsundere he will look all annoyed and probably call you a plebe, but these are his favorite types of dates