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lazypeachsoul · 4 years ago

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i don't need your help - i.r.

Request: "Hello! i saw that your requests are open and you better believe i jumped, hahaha. Anyways, can i request an ivar x plus size reader story? maybe something about how her body is different from most of the females there, because they're all training and are shieldmaidens, whereas she is just soft and not a fighter? would be cool if his brothers would be included too. i dont have a specific storyline in mind, but i'd love a bit of angst and looots of fluff! Thank you so much!!!" by anon

Warnings: the tiniest bit of angst (bc i'm not very good at it), discussions of weight and body shape, people being mean, ivar being...ivar. there is body descriptions in this fic, but only weight and shape descriptions.

Word count: 2,6k

A/N: i swear between the heat and the bad internet, my computer almost died uploading this. really hope you like day 1 of Ivar's week tho! 🌼

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Every being in nature seems to have an aversion towards those who are different. You had known that since you were a child and the other kids weren’t very keen on letting you play with them. Or when you went to the market to buy things from home and people looked at you differently from your siblings.

Your mother held you when you cried because your father celebrated your older siblings for starting their training and looked at you with disappointment. There was a silent pressure for kids to become vikings and help the city thrive by bringing treasures and gold from raids. And when you expressed zero interest in joining the battle it became a new reason for the whole of Kattegat to give you dirty looks.

She tried telling you it was okay all those times you came home crying because somebody was mean to you or when the boy you liked seemed to ignore you in favour of your sister who thanks to her training was starting to look leaner and stronger.

Your mother told you the puppy fat would disappear as you grew and you would become a beautiful woman. She was right, you did become a beautiful young woman but you didn’t need to lose anything for it to happen.

The first leaves had started to touch the ground signaling the end of summer, and the boats arriving back to the fjord signaled the end of another raiding season. It had been your siblings first season and even when you tried not to, you were riddled by the fear that they wouldn’t be returning. But even with your worries, you still had to carry on working the fields while your mother cared for the house.

It was a warm afternoon, but with the setting sun a chilly breeze hit the workers returning home. when you approached Kattegat you could hear celebration and joyful conversation and that could only mean one thing, the warriors had returned.

You quickly said goodbye to the rest of the workers and tried to pick up your pace to arrive home, heart pounding in your chest. Your walk, or was it a run?, was interrupted when you crashed into a solid body. Looking up you saw Cnut, one of the men your age in Kattegat. You could tell the raid must have been difficult by the huge scarring on his face, but somehow that creepy smile hadn’t left.

“Look who it is. We missed you on the raid.” He slurred, probably the effect of the celebratory drinks that must have been served since their arrival. “Oh wait, we all know you wouldn’t survive on a battlefield, you probably can’t even run with the extra weight.”

The words didn’t even hurt as much as he probably thought they did. It was true that you were heavier than the rest of the girls around town, even more than the shieldmaidens he surrounds himself with, but you had grown accustomed to his remarks. Cnut had been the first boy you had liked years ago, what possessed you to feel that way you couldn’t recall. He was also the first boy who broke your heart by making fun of your appearance in front of the rest of the kids.

“Cnut, glad to see you didn’t perish this raiding season. Your wife must be very happy.” You tried to smile, not bothering to show your disdain. “Or she would if you had one.”

Cnut tried to push you back with the small amount of strength his inebriated state allowed him. You moved with the push but still stood your ground, not willing to let the asshole ruin your afternoon.

“You know what, you would be so much prettier if you shut your mouth.” He grabbed your face, digging his nails into your soft cheeks. “And you got rid of the flab.”

You huffed, pushing him back and making him stagger. His situation meant he probably wasn’t at his best in agility, but from his expression you could tell he was also very surprised. It was probably a stupid move, he was still stronger than you but you wouldn’t stand his disgusting words.

He was getting ready to swing when he paled and a cold threatening voice was heard behind you.

“Cnut, you weren’t about to hit a woman were you? I wouldn’t be surprised, you are still the coward you were when you left.”

You turned around and looked down, almost choking on your breath when you found the youngest prince of Kattegat staring at the man behind you. Every part of your brain told you you should be scared of the prince, everyone in town was and for a good reason, but at that moment you were grateful for his appearance.

“Prince Ivar, she disrespected me. I would only hit a woman to defend my honor.” Cnut spoke with more clarity, he probably sobered up with the icy glare from Ivar.

“The fact that a common woman hurt your honor worries me, aren’t you supposed to be one of Kattegat’s best warriors?” Ivar crawled closer to you, making Cnut take a step back. And you probably would have too if you weren’t frozen on the spot. “Leave, before I take matters into my own hands.”

The drunk man scattered quickly away from the scene and you gulped at finding yourself alone with the dangerous prince. You were reluctant to even talk in fear of offending Ivar.

You could tell he was looking at you, he didn’t have a discreet gaze, and you still chose to look anywhere but his way. With a loud huff he tugged on your dress skirt to force you to look, and he won.

“Th-thank you Ivar, Prince Ivar. Iv-My prince.” You were angry at your nervous reaction, he had just ‘saved’ you from Cnut, he wouldn’t hurt you...right? “Thank you for your intervention, my prince. But I think I can still manage that asshole.”

You cursed yourself for running your mouth in front of Kattegat’s royalty, but Ivar seemed to have enjoyed the comment because now a smile was on his face. A smile that on anybody else’s face would have felt threatening but on his it looked almost friendly.

“So you did hurt his honor...Good, he deserves it.” His eyes seemed to unfocus for a moment and you wondered if he was thinking about some memory.

You took the distraction to look around you, the sun was almost fully set now and the only light around town was the one escaping the houses and the hall. You remembered you should go home and see how your family was. Turning around again Ivar was still lost in thought and you cleared your throat, making him snap out of it and look at you with a hardened look.

“I should leave my prince, I need to check on my siblings.” You pointed in the direction of your house. “Thank you for stopping Cnut, I don't think my mother would have liked to see me with a bruised cheek.”

With a small nod you turned around and started walking as fast as your tired legs allowed you towards your house, leaving the prince behind.

Ivar sat on the ground, wiping the sweat off his brow after another sword fight with Hvitserk. His siblings were still basking on the attention and praises of a successful raid, everybody wanting to congratulate the brave princes for their strength. And if Ivar had to listen to those praises again he would not hesitate to mursed someone.

He had been underestimated his entire life for his legs, and now that he was showing how actually dexterous he was with a sword, they still wouldn’t allow him to join them. Looking around he saw Sigurd with a sour face, probably angry that he wasn’t allowed to join the addventure either. Only he knew he would join sometime in the future, Ivar wasn’t even sure about that.

He tried to ignore his older brothers and their boring conversation and instead looked around the field. Why Ubbe and Hvitserk had insisted they were going to train here instead of their usual clearing in the woods he didn’t understand. But he wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to prove himself in front of others.

He was busy cleaning the blade of his sword when a familiar voice reached his ears. Snapping his head in the direction of the sound he found you wearing a beautiful red dress and carrying a basket filled with food. He took his time to fully look at you, this time with proper light reflecting from your hair and your round face. Your face had a glow characteristic of having spent hours under the sun during the summer, your hair looked carefully styled and your dress seemed to be too proper for a visit to the training field.

You reached a ground of people, pushing the basket in the direction of another young woman with a smile, and smiling big at the man next to her.

He was still too busy gawking when he felt a kick to his hip, making his snap his attention to the owner of the offending foot. Hvitserk, of course it was him and that stupid smile.

“Looking at someone, Ivar?” He did not appreciate the teasing tone, or the way his brother quickly looked in your direction. “Oh, I can see what you were looking at. Come see Ubbe.”

The other brother, who had tried to keep his distance, now came closer to him and looked where Hvitserk was pointing. Ivar tried to stop his brother before he opened his big mouth but he wasn’t fast enough.

“She looks...deliciously plump.” Hvitserk commented with a smile and Ivar didn’t know if it was because of the comment or the meaning hidden behind the words, but he wanted to fight his brother until he shut him up. “You know her?”

He shrugged, trying to not make a big deal out of it. “I’ve seen her around, when you lot are away it’s easier to pay attention to the people who live here.” Both his brothers looked at him with a face that told him he had been caught in his parcial lie. With a scoff he added. “I also had to intervene the other day when Cnut was being an asshole and almost hit her.”

Both Ubbe and Hvitserk jumped at the last comment, probably getting ready to find the offender and make him pay for threatening a woman.

“Wow, you never reacted like that when he made fun of my legs.” The sarcasm was dripping from his voice and he couldn’t help but smile sardonically. “Don’t worry, she’s a big girl. She didn’t even need my help.”

The expression on the older men changed to surprise, eyes going back to look at your form and probably think how you could handle yourself against a big man like Cnut. Ubbe’s face lit up when he connected the dots seeing your company and he looked back at the youngest.

“But that’s not the first time you’ve seen her, is it Ivar?”

Confused faces adorned two of the three brothers, although Ivars hid his thundering heart at the realization that he might have been caught. Hvitserk’s was just pure confusion, prompting Ubbe to explain further.

“She’s the daughter of one of father’s trusted warriors. She and her siblings used to play with us when we were kids. Well, her siblings played chase while she stayed on the side watching.” He explained, trying to refresh his brother’s memories. “And Ivar used to watch her.”

Ivar cursed the gods for giving Ubbe such a good memory. He remembered the days before his mother took him to Floki. The days when he would sit on the cart and stay on the side watching the other kids with jealousy.

“I remember, you asked mother to give her one of her ribbons so that she would be happy.” Hvisterk explained further and Ivar groaned and moved his eyes back to the blade. “She’s very pretty Ivar, even prettier than what I remember.”

He tried to ignore his brother teasing comments, having grown up with them meant he had perfected how to tune them out. But there was one that caught his attention back.

“I really hope you were right and she doesn’t need you, Cnut is making his way to her.”

His blood was boiling and he had to contain himself not to crawl and choke the man. He had always held a grudge against Cnut. He was a coward and the leader of the band of kids that would not only make fun of him but push him off the cart but also take away his stuff. All that until Ivar retaliated and he would start crying and shouting to get attention.

And now he went around trying to hit women. It was true that you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.

He decided he would let you be, as much as his instinct told him to crawl your way. And he would have, until he saw that you were looking anywhere but at the man in front of you and the people surrounding the scene were laughing. In your looking around your eyes found his and although he wasn’t your closest friend he could tell there was a glint of sadness in them.

Before any of his brothers could even mutter something about the scene, he was already making his way to the scene with as much strength as his arms could muster. He stayed back, not wanting to make you look weak or like you needed help, but he gripped the handle of his ax until his knuckles turned white.

Some of the people watching the exchange had seen him, and were trying to warn Cnut that the prince was near with a less than amicable face, but the big oaf wouldn’t listen, still talking shit. Before Ivar knew what he was doing he swung his ax in Cnut’s direction, not wanting to hurt him but landing the weapon close enough to him that he would take the hint.

“I told you to stay back Cnut. Are you really stupid enough that you can’t understand me?”

His voice was cold, that kind of cold he used when he wanted to really get his point across. The men started to move back, shaking their heads as a gesture that they didn’t want to mess with the son of Ragnar. But you stayed, accompanied by who he recognized as your brother and sister.

He crawled closer to pick up the ax, but before he could reach it you picked it up and presented it to him. He carefully took it, not wanting to make sudden movements with the sharp weapon next to your hand and risk hurting you.

“I told you I could handle Cnut.” You spoke softly, avoiding being heard by the nosy people around.

“I never doubted it.” It was a short answer, and also the truth. He had acted in anger at the rest of the people who didn’t try to defend you, not thinking you couldn’t do it yourself.

“Then why did you almost chop his toes?”

“He is bully.” Ivar shrugged, placing the ax back on his belt. “And I don’t like bullies.”

You smiled at his frankness and he swore it must be contagious because he found himself smiling without realizing it. For some reason seeing your smile made him remember your chubby little face when you saw the beautiful ribbon his mother gave you. And he knew that Cnut wasn’t the cause of the outburst, the reason was that he had always felt the need to make you smile.

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vulgarloon · 4 years ago

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First of all LOVE THIS BLOG. Completely agree with your latest writing about Thor being a god and just protecting Loki even when he makes bad choices. Like 'only I can discipline him no one else can. You have a problem? yea first let me see if its worth my time .' Ooooooh this reminds me of one of my favourite fic 'Make it go away, or make it better' by rayemars. Have you read it yet? It absolutely amazing. I cant not get enough of it. Tell me your new favourite ficss.

Yay, thanks for the feedback! EXACTLY, petty mortals wanted to judge a god according to their laws! And Thor, oh dear Thor just took Loki straight home lol. What can they do against him, send an army? Use Avengers? I’d say they all can fuck off and keep their hands away from Loki :) I am not saying that Loki is a saint, but taking into account that he and Thor are, once again, gods, how can humans even know what is justice for them, how should they behave? They have lived for hundreds of years, and will live for thousands more. Ugh, I just really like thinking of them being untouchable, they are on an absolutely different level than humanity, I hope that makes some sense haha. Oh, I haven’t read this fic yet, thank you for the recommendation! Stay tuned for me screaming with delight about this fic soon, once I find time to read it! For anyone also interested, here is the link to this fic on ao3, because I can’t leave my people starving and not getting ENOUGH THORKI FICS As for my new favourite fics - I can share the ones which are new to me, the ones that I just found for myself (I bet many of them have been written quite a long time ago). I really enjoy ‘Burn your kingdom down’ by LadyVader with vampire Loki and werewolf Thor. I never thought of myself as AUs lover (I mean I love canon settings usualy), BUT I like this fanfiction a looot! It’s a work in progress and I am eagerly awaiting for each next chapter. I have also reread ‘Just in it for the game’ by grim_lupine recently - I freakin’ adore this fanfiction, it’s funny, in character, it feels very alive and light. Lots of fun and well deserved smut. It’s definitely not ‘new’ work, but I myself joined the fandom not that long time ago, so bear with me! ‘Home is not a place’ by ravenbringslight is one of my favourites of recent. I love everything that raven writes, but this one is so sweet, the ‘Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts‘ tag describes this fanfiction most accurately. You can also find more thorki fics I liked with my ‘thorki fic rec’ tag. ALSO feel free to give any fic recomendations or just come by to chat, I LOVE communicating! Stay safe!

#loony communicates #thor #loki #thorki #thorki fic rec #thunderfrost

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themightyaliendwarf · 4 years ago

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TPN s02e10

Guys, I’m really conflicted. On one hand this episode has done some things better than the manga, but at the same time it has so many plot holes... And I mean major plot holes! But let’s start from the beginning

1. Well, the episode start with a scene that I can nitpick. How do they know what happened with Grace Field after the fire? Is it once again from that data that has 15 years? As I said, it’s a nitpick, but I think ultimately little things like that can ruin a series.

2. So, I was right about that Vincent isn’t a traitor. I mean, I wouldn’t say that it was very difficult to guess. Even if you are anime only and don’t know how loyal Vincent was to Norman. But I have a question: wouldn’t Barbra be a better red herring? Anime showed how much she hates demons, so it would make more sense for the audience for her to be the “traitor” (since I guess we need one). Besides, she wasn’t one of the smart lambda kids, so she would be less suspicious. But I guess Peter is dumb, so I guess it doesn’t really make a difference.

3. I don’t like providing false information, so I did a little bit of research. According to my source (here is the link -> http://aerostation.free.fr/mfr/en/mfr_7.shtml), it should take from 150 up to 300 work hours to build 1 hot air balloon. That’s at least 6.25 days. Do you know how many hot air balloons those children build in less than a week? 10 at least! Look, the works of fiction can be unrealistic, but we should set up some boundaries. Is it too much to ask for an anime (that should be about young geniuses being geniuses) to show us characters being smart, making good and creative choices and overcoming obstacles in a way that makes sense? Besides, I’m salty that they didn’t give us more Ray content here. I mean, he was supposed to be an incredible engineer. How could you miss this opportunity? How?

4. Hey, why does demons are throwing spears at those balloons? Don’t they have, I dunno, guns? Why this anime doesn’t want to use guns so badly?

5. But I have to say one thing: the fact that first thing those kids do after coming back to the farms, is starting a fire, is absolutely hilarious.

6. Also, I love the addition of Thoma and Lannion finding canned food in the old well. This scene comes from extra page added to the volume #20 of the manga, and it’s delightful.

7. As I mentioned above, Peter is stupid. Let’s think for a second. They set up a plan of luring children in, then they find out that they will come back to the farms thanks to the ‘traitor’... and they don’t suspect a thing. I mean, really? Really? In the manga, he also forces them to come back, but there the plan looks drastically different. Peter is not fooled by a “traitor”, he just didn’t expect that the children will try to take over the farms.

Besides, let’s not forget that in the manga, both sides are playing cat and a mouse. The whole things lasts, I think, about 10 chapters, so it makes sense that it’s better fleshed out, and both sides can take as many wins and fails. Here it kinda goes like this:

- I win! - No, because I outsmarted you! - Haha, no, I’m outsmarting your outsmarting! - But did you expect that outsmarting your outsmarting of my outsmarting?! It’s fast to the point of the viewer not being able to get invested in the story. You don’t feel tension because there is no time for that - the problem disappears before the solution will be useful, because another problem appears.

8. But let’s talk about the good side because there is one. I like the whole idea of this plan more than the one in the manga. Let’s look at the steps of the plan from the anime.

1. Provide Peter with the incorrect info 2. Makes farms believe that the incorrect info is true by tricking them 3. Get inside while they are busy with your distraction 4. Connect to the system 5. Get in touch by children from the farms by blending in 6. Take over the system 7. Help children escape from the adults 8. Buy some more time 9. Reach the assembly point and escape It sounds really good on paper, but you need at least 3 or 4 episodes to make it work. Actually, let’s not forget that it took 12 episodes to escape from the farms. Now, I don’t think that we would need this much time (it would be cool, though), but 1 episode is just not enough. Especially by the amount of ‘no, you’ moments in this episode.

9. Another nitpick: do you think a 13 year old would be able to destroy a, I think, camera with a bow and an arrow? The answer is: no, of course not. I don’t think you would even be physically able to do it. I mean, you can’t even break an armour with a bow! (well, alright, there were some gigantic war bows in the history, but they usually take a looot of strength - and sometimes more than a one person - to pull)

10. The moment when Emma just dropped her weapon on the floor, I was like “Yep, that’s because she didn’t go through Godly Pond”. Why would you drop a weapon on the enemy territory? Why? Sure, she also does it in the manga, but at that point, the danger is gone (well, not really, but she couldn’t expect that).

11. Here is a couple of panels from the manga I’m REALLY salty weren’t included:

So, basically, Vincent being a wonderful ally, symbolism, Oliver being a badass (and GP crew existing) and one scene I think is really funny.

12. Let’s talk about civilian demon rising. Yes, it makes sense and I overall like it... but what about the nobility? We know that it exists and that the farm system is simply a method they use. Yeah, it makes sense to start from attacking them (as a symbol), but it was poorly executed. Again, too much, too soon.

13. You know what really sucks? The anime didn’t explain a thing about the promise. All we know that it was made 1000 years ago. You would think that it would be good to explain the thing that is in the title, but I guess there is no use, right? Fortunately, it was explained in the manga, and I would recommend checking it out if you are an anime only. But if you are, you probably shouldn’t read my posts, because I spoil the manga :^)

So, to sum up... I’m conflicted. I can see that there was potential, but the episode suffers because of the lack of time. Which is ironic since anime was supposed to go anime-original because they wanted to ‘fix the ending’. What’s funny, they are making the ending less nerve-wracking because Emma didn’t make a new promise, so we don’t have to worry about the reward. You know, the thing that bother manga readers for months because we had no idea what it will be. So, I guess we will just get a plain happy ending because there are absolutely no stakes.

I’ve also just realised that Isabella might survive this time, since season 2 killed, I believe, a whole 0 named characters. Sure, in the manga, there are not that many deaths, but when they happen, they are painful - bunker dads forever in our hearts.

So, yeah, one more episode left. Let’s see what will happen next week.

#tpn #the promised neverland #tpn s02e10 #tpn anime spoilers #tpn manga spoilers

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tangyyyy · 5 years ago

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You Like That About Me

Little fun and smutty Elu one shot that I had a looot of fun to write!

Hope some of you could enjoy it.

You can find it on AO3 or... Well... here, on tumblr, obviously...

WARNING : Explicit sex (nothing very nasty or kinky or “gross” but it’s sex between two boys who are in love sooo... Yeah. I warned you ;))

You Like That About Me

"Oh! You're here! I'm so happy to see you here my love!"

In the middle of avenue Parmentier, in front of the video club where Eliott worked, Lucas threw himself wholeheartedly into his arms and crushed his lips against his. Surprised to see the young man so amazed to see him, Eliott smiled. They had however agreed to meet there a few minutes before by text.

"Yeah... I'm happy too..." Eliott tried to free himself from his embrace but his lover refused to let him go, tightening his arms around his thin waist. He stuck his nose in the crook of his neck and took a deep breath. "You smell good... You... The sunshine of my tropics, the solace of my sight, the blood of my vein, the never of my always, my love, my love..." Eliott giggled, his eyes almost completely disappearing under the features of his laughing face. "My, my... It's a Carla Bruni's song isn't it?" He replied, placing his hands on his hips in a gesture as tender as practical in order to hold back as much as possible, the loving impulses of the young man. "Oooh... Interesting! Then you know that cheesy love song! Mister "I-only-listen-hard-and-weird-dubstep"..." Lucas replied, tickling with the tip of his tongue a small vein on Eliott's neck that he knew was ticklish. "Yeah well... My mom had bought that record few years ago, she loved it, anyway..." Eliott forced Lucas to pull back slightly and lokked into his eyes. "Lu, are you drunk? -Oh fuck, yeah, I'm wasted!" Exclaimed Lucas, making great arms gestures without any specific meaning. "It's..." Eliott took his cell phone out of his jeans pocket and looked at it. "6.13 pm Lucas. -So what? -Isn't it a little bit too early to be completly wasted? -We were at the share flat with the guys. Arthur is sooo down with Alexia, his dad and all this shit you know, we wanted to cheer him up. -Cheering him up by drinking your souls, clever! -Oh, sorry Daddy, I've been naughty..." Lucas teased in a smile full of innuendos and a knowing look. Eliott rolled his eyes. If sometimes this euphoria and this couldn't-care-less attitude could be annoying, this behavior was, for the vast majority of the time, very funny and rather distracting. Drunk Lucas was always very funny.

Eliott shrugged. "I hope he's gonna feel better soon." He said. "Who?" Asked Lucas, absently, busy peeling a bandage off one of the fingers of his right hand. "Your mom..." The young man raised a wary eyebrow at his boyfriend. "Arthur, duh! -Oh yeah... Yeah he'll feel better soon for sure. Anyway... Can we come back home already? I'm staaaaarving! -Okay, let's go." Eliott replied, placing an arm on Lucas' shoulders as usual. The latter, grabbed his waist with both arms, making their progress much more complicated than usual. Eliott, more amused than anything else, didn't complain. "What do you want to eat?" Asked Eliott geniously as the couple walked up Darboy Street. Suddenly, Lucas slowed down. Eliott looked down at him, he seemed scared. "Oh please, please..." Began to whine Lucas. "Don't take advantage of my altered state of consciousness to make me eat your cooking..." Eliott laughed heartily and resumed a normal walking pace, taking Lucas with him. "No, I was thinking more about ordering something." -Oh thanks God, you're not an abusive bastard! -I still think you're way too harsh towards my cooking skills though... -Yeah, yeah... Tell that to my traumatised stomach! -Anyway. So? -What?" Eliott, with a smile, rolled his eyes again. "What do you want to eat Lucas? -Oh right! Hmmm... Let me think... Some Falafels!"

It had been a long time since the couple had stopped in the tiny Lebanese restaurant located near their home, the idea seduced Eliott. "Mmh, good idea." Replied the young man. "No, wait! -What? -Not falafels, I want a pizza." Eliott smiled. "Ok, pizza it is. -I've eaten one yesterday though... -So... Not pizza? -No. Oh I know! I want chinese! I could kill for a good chinese noodle soup. My kingdom for a prawn spring roll!" Amused, Eliott looked at Lucas out of the corner of his eye and giggled at his great excitement at ingesting anything edible. "Right, chinese! It's been a while since we haven't..."

Lucas stopped suddenly, interrupting Eliott in his answer. The latter breathed and stared at him. "What? -I know, I really know what I want. Eliott... " The young man took his hands between his and looked at him with a serious look. "I found the Holly Dish." He declared in a solemn voice. Forcing himself not to laugh, Eliott raised his eyebrows. "The Holly... What? -Pastas. With a lot of butter and a tone of grated cheese." All that for this? Eliott smiled again. He took a step back, bulged his chest and made a face as serious as Lucas's one. "Is that really what you want? Lucas Lallemant, speak now, or forever hold your peace. Do you want to eat pastas with a lot of butter and a tone of grated cheese?" He asked, overplaying the pompously official speech. "Yes. Yes I do." His blood singularly lacking some alcohol to keep this ridiculous roleplay for a long time, Eliott laughed. "Great, I can cook it then. I think we have everything we need in the fridge already. -God! Why?!!! Why me?!! Is it because I'm black?! Is it because I'm fat?!" Cried Lucas, raising his arms to the sky. "It's because I'm a filthy sodomite isn't it?!" He added. Catching sight of the outraged look of a lady passing by them with two young children, Eliott blushed and approached Lucas quickly in order to make him quiet. "Hush! Lu! -I can't eat Eliott's food... I really can't, I won't survive. O Lord give me some Mercy... " The young man continued, mimicking to totter on his two legs, a sly little smile on the corner of his lips. "Oh come on! Stop it already you moron, I can cook some pastas!" Replied Eliott. He put a firm hand against the top of his back, between his two shoulder blades. "Mom was right... Apocalypse is upon us..." Lucas mumbled, lowering his head, presumably to hide his hilarious face from Eliott. "Shut up and walk!" He intimated the latter by pushing him on the back to walk again.

A few minutes later, the couple were approaching their apartment when Eliott turned into a small street to their right without warning. Lucas, surprised, stopped dead. "Where the fuck are you going Demaury? Home is straight ahead. -I need to stop off at the drugstore. No more meds. Then I'd like to find some painkiller balm for my neck. -Oh ok. -You can wait for me here, I won't be long. -You're going nowhere without me Mister Boombastic." Eliott laughed. "Come on then." He said to him in a gesture inviting him to join him. "Hi." Eliott said politely as he entered the drugstore toawards the woman behind the counter. The latter returned her greeting with a discreet nod and a kind smile. "Hello Miss!" Exclaimed Lucas, who came in right after Eliott. "He... Hello." Replied the woman, unaccustomed to such a loud volume in her establishment. Eliott, Lucas on his heels, walked throught few aisles to finally find the kind of items he was looking for. "Let's see... Which one is the best..." Knowing Eliott and his propensity to hesitate for hours and hours on the smallest purchase, Lucas began to wander his eyes all around him. He had to find any entertainment quickly or he would die of boredom soon. On his left, at the end of the aisle, his gaze fell on a few items that caught his attention. Leaving Eliott to his hesitation, Lucas walked behind him and headed towards the said items. "Bubblegum!" Intrigued, Eliott turned his head towards Lucas who had just exclaimed "Bubblegum!" in an excited and very loud voice. The young man held in his hand a small pink box of condoms, leaning over the writing on the back of the box, Lucas seemed absorbed by reading the precautions for using condoms. Eliott's eyes widened. Embarrassed, he saw, very close to Lucas, a very young boy who was already there when they came in. Trying to hide himself in the babies items aisle, the teenager, with a red complexion, seemed to revolve around condoms without really daring to take too much interest in them. Lucas' arrival must have interrupted him in his discreet approach. He looked at him with his round eyes, visibly impressed by the casualness that Lucas displayed in the middle of such a section. "Eli, can you believe it?! Bubblegum flavoured condoms! I already knew the boring ones, banana, strawberry but I didn't know that bubblegum flavoured condoms were a thing!" The young man spoke loudly, too loudly and seemed excited like a child in a toy store on Christmas Eve. Feeling shame gripping his stomach, Eliott felt the scandalised look of an old lady standing beside him, weighing on him. "Hmm. Yeah..." Eliott mumbled, trying to focus on finding the perfect balm capable of treating his painful neck. Maybe if he ignored him, would Lucas stop fussing like this?

"Cola! Wow! That's insane!" Eliott bit his lip of awkwardness. Which of its balms had the most beneficial properties... "Oh. Of course, strawberry, good old classic." Eliott turned his head again towards Lucas. The latter was now holding three boxes of condoms against his stomach. The young boy behind him gaped at him. "Lucas, could you please be quiet?" Eliott whispered, giving him a murderous look. "Oh come on love! This is all very natural!" Lucas replied. "Don't think these "sensuous vanilla" flavoured condoms are very organic though..." He added, laughing himself with his own joke. Closing his eyes for a few seconds, Eliott returned to his balms. A few seconds went flew without Lucas opening his mouth again. Maybe he was finally tired? As Eliott indulged in a pleasant sense of relief, his state of mind was violently broken by Lucas's voice. "Mutual climax condoms!" At these words, Eliott heard behind him the sound of objects falling to the ground. He turned his head and saw the old lady who had just let out her plastic bag filled with pharmaceutical items. The face of the latter was borrowing a scandalised expression. Beeing at his wits' end, Eliott grabbed the first balm passing under his hand and walked towards Lucas with long strides. "Ok, babe, enough, let's go." He said, grabbing his arm. "Wait, wait." Lucas replied, freeing himself from his grip. "What the fuck does it means? "Mutual climax condoms"... Weird... " He mumbled, turning the box over. "Ribbed, delaying, performance enhancing, textured... Eli, this sounds awesome! I take it..." Eliott pressed two of his fingers against his closed eyelids to keep the little calm he still had in his tired brain. "Lu... Do I have to remind you that we got tested few weeks ago because we wanted to get rip off condoms?" He whispered softly into Lucas' ear. "Oh yeah... Stupid boring taste of your naked dick..." Eliott almost choked on his own saliva. A few yards from them, he saw a man, in the plasters department, turn his crimson face in discomfort towards Lucas. "Shut your drunk mouth!" Eliott whispered, trying to catch Lucas's gaze. "More, I'm sure you don't really think my dick is that boring..." He added in a tiny voice that only Lucas could hear. "Yeah well, ok, I admit it, it's not boring at all! But being tested doesn't mean we can't have fun times to times!" Exclaimed Lucas again. Loosing all patience, Eliott grabbed his arm again with an authoritarian gesture. "Ok, that's it, let's get out of here." He started to drag him towards the counter but Lucas struggled again. "I haven't finished yet! Look at all these sorts of lubes!" Eliott huffed. "Ok, you know what? Do what you want, I'll wait for you outside... " Then he turned around and walked away.

In front of the the counter, red cheeks because of shame, Eliott put the balm close to the woman and took a prescription from the pocket of his jeans. "I'll take this and 4 boxes of 10mg Abilify please." He said, handing her the prescription. The middle-aged woman, seemed to have heard everything from Lucas's speeches, she too seemed a little embarrassed and bit her cheek to, obviously, prevent herself from laughing. Should he apologise for Lucas's behaviour? Eliott quickly decided not. It was better to hurry out as quickly as possible without saying anything to anyone. The woman disappeared in the back shop to return a few seconds later, 4 boxes of antipsychotics in her arms. No sooner had she placed them on the counter than Lucas appeared, silently, from behind Eliott and put on the counter, a whole stock of condoms and lubricants of all kinds. In his haste, he dropped two boxes on the other side of the counter, forcing the woman to bend over to pick them up. "We're gonna take all this too." Announced the young man with great self-confidence. The woman looked up questioningly at Eliott, looking to ask if she should, in fact, collect the items. "Yeah, yeah, let's take all this..." Eliott huffed resignedly. "Lu, please, go wait for me outside. -No! I don't leave you!" Lucas replied, wrapping his arms around his thin waist, like a little monkey clinging firmly to his mother. "Yeah... That's infortunate sometimes..." muttered Eliott. The woman giggled. While the latter was busy collecting the improbable number of items brought back by Lucas, the young man grabbed one of the boxes placed in front of them in the large paper bag. "Intense orgasmic gel... It says that it feels warming and cooling and tingling! How brilliant is that?!" Eliott bowed his head, not daring to look at the woman. "Lucas, for fuck's sake, shut up... -Oh relax!" Lucas watched the woman cashing the items. As she passed a white box under the machine, the young man addressed her directly. "Vegan lube... Oh yeah, great invention." The woman, a shy smile on her lips, nodded politely. As if electrocuted, Eliott turned to Lucas. "Vegan lube? Seriously? Have you tried to find the most useless and expensive thing in the drugstore?!" He asked in a tense whisper. "No, of course no. Or else I'd have pick those XXL condoms... Which are pretty scary by the way..." Deciding not to dwell on this last remark, Eliott shook his head. "No but... Vegan lube? You're the less vegan person I know... -Curiosity my love, curiosity..."

A minute later, when the pharmacist had finished collecting all the items, she looked up at Eliott. "Do you know how to take them properly? Do you need any advices or are you used to them? -It's okay, I... -Don't worry Miss, we're actually very familiar with this kind of products, safe and fun sex is our mantra!" Lucas cut him off, grabbing the paper bag. "Oh God... Lucas, she's talking about my meds..." He said to him in a weak voice, mortified with shame. "Oh yeah, it makes sense..." After quickly greeting the woman, Eliott hastily led Lucas to the exit. On his walk, the latter jostled slightly the young boy who had obviously found the courage to choose a small box of condoms. No doubt Lucas's lack of embarrassment had helped him take the plunge. Passing the door, Lucas exclaimed "Bye guys!" And the couple finally found themselves on the street. "Lucas Lallemant, you're gonna be the death of me!" Eliott exclaimed, his cheeks red with embarrassment as he rushed towards their apartment. "Oh come on, admit it, it was fun! -No, it wasn't fun at all." If Eliott was really honest, the situation as embarrassing as it could be was fundamentally funny and he would probably be laughing heartily about it soon but for the moment, only one desire prevailed over everything else: Get away from this damn drugstore as quickly as possible and never set foot there again. "Anyway, I'm so happy that we bought all these things, we're gonna have great fun trying them all..." Eliott said nothing. Lucas took advantage of his silence to continue in a cheerful voice. "Quick, let's go home, I can't wait." At these words, Eliott slowed down and looked Lucas straight in the eyes. "Lu, let's be clear. There's no way we're having sex right now. -Not right now of course, we're in the middle of the street Love." Lucas replied very seriously looking around them. "No, I mean, not right now of course but not even at home. -What?! Why?!" Shouted the young man, his face tinged with real disappointment. After the child in the middle of a toy store, the child deprived of his favourite toy... "Because I don't want to, it's pretty simple." Eliott explained, keeping walking. "But I want to have sex with you!!" Lucas complained in a voice still far too loud. Crossing the puzzled look of a passerby, Eliott pressed his hand against his forehead. "God Dammit, Lucas, shut up and stop this little tantrum of yours..." He said without being able to hold back an amused smile and fastening the pace. "No, I won't shut up! Not until I have your bubblegum flavoured dick in my mouth!" Lucas exclaimed shamelessly. "Ok, that's it, I don't walk with you anymore, you're way too embarrassing!" Eliott decreed as he started running towards their nearby apartment. "Eliott! Eliott come back here!" Lucas called him. "We'll meet again at the flat!" Eliott replied, taking care not to slow down the pace. "Ok then we'll fuck?! -Oh God... I don't know that guy, I swear I don't know him... " Said the young man by crossing a young woman who had obviously missed nothing of their talk. "Eliott Demaury! Answer me ! Will you fuck me hard?! -That guy's insane, he thinks I'm his boyfriend but I'm not all." Eliott said to a new passer-by while laughing at Lucas' insane obstinacy. The latter, tired of shouting, started to run in his turn to catch up with Eliott.

Breathless and messyhaired, the two young men finally came into their small apartment. Eliott put the drugstore bag on the small table of the living room and turned to Lucas. "You're such an idiot..." He whispered, a big smile on his lips, wrapping his arms around his neck. "You love that about me..." Lucas replied, hoisting himself on tiptoe to put his lips on Eliott's. "Mmmh, yeah, I kinda do..." Admitted the latter against his lips before kissing him. "I love you." Murmured Lucas as he peppered kisses on his mouth, his cheek, his jaw then along his neck. Eliott sighed and smiled as he raised his eyes to the heaven. Slowly, Lucas lifted the hem of Eliott's hoodie and ran his hands along the skin of his belly. He raised his face again to nit at his lips. Eliott giggled. "I was serious though..." He smirked against Lucas's lips, running soft hands on his back. "About what?" -We're not having sex." As electrocuted, Lucas's body stiffened. "Why??" He asked as he raised puppy eyes into Eliott's. The latter took a step back. "Don't look at me like that, it won't work this time." He said in a warm smile. "Is it because I'm drunk?" -Yes. -Oh come on! I can assure you I'm more than consenting..." Lucas whispered as he walked into Eliott's arms, trying to kiss him again. Smiling, the young man raised his face to deny him any more kiss. "I know that." He sighed as he ran his fingers along the slope of Lucas's shoulders. "I want you Eli... -Yeah, I know that too... " He laughed. "We can sign a contract! Then later, if I complain that I didn't really want to have sex, you could show me that paper..." Proposed Lucas, leaking and slightly bitting his collar bone. "This is not the point you idiot!" Answered Eliott, stroking his soft and messy hair. "So what?" Lucas asked, pinching one of Eliott's butt cheek through his jeans. The young man took another step back. "Crazy good drunk sex is a myth, Love." Lucas remained silent. "Believe me, I want to have sex with you too... -Great! So let's do it!" Shouted the young man, trying to hug Eliott again. This one escaped his embrace. "No, no, no, no! There's no way I'm having sex with you right now. It's gonna be sloppy, clumsy or boring. -Well... Thank you very much ... " Muttered Lucas as he crossed his arms against his own torso. "Don't be upset..." Eliott whispered, softly stroking his cheek with his hand. "You know what? -What?" Lucas asked, raising sad eyes into Eliott's. "Go take a good shower while I cook pastas with a lot of butter and grated cheese. Aren't you hungry anymore? " Lucas bite his lower lip. "Yeah, well, a bit... -That's what I thought. We'll eat then... We'll see. -We'll see?" Said Lucas in a mischievous smile. "Yeah, we'll see." Eliott answered as he dropped a small kiss on Lucas's lips. "But... There's something which bother me..." Mumbled the young man. "What is it?" Asked Eliott, his hand tracing some comforting patterns on Lucas's back. "If your cooking kill us we won't be able to have sex... -Oh come on! Go take a shower you idiot!" Eliott exclaimed in a laugh, pushing Lucas toward the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Lucas came out of the bathroom, invaded by hot steam, skin reddened by warm water, hair still dripping on his large and comfy hoodie. The young man sat down at the small kitchen table in front of the plate of pastas that Eliott had just served him. The latter sat down in front of him. Suspicious, Lucas brought his plate to his nose and sniffed it for a long time. "No weird smell..." He said. "Of course there isn't weird smell, it's pastas!" -Yeah... Well, we can never be too careful... -You're an idiot..." Lucas grabbed a single pasta with his fork, carried it close to his lips and carefully put the tip of his tongue on it. "No suspicious aftertaste..." He said again. "Eat, you moron!" Against all odds, Eliott's pastas turned out to be delicious. Mouth full of pastas and melted cheese, Lucas closed his eyes. "Oh it's so good... It feels so great, I was starving..." Lucas whispered in a soft voice. "I'm glad you appreciate my cooking skills to the full at last. -Don't take that for granted my Dear, I'm still the one who cooks in this house." The young man answered, spitting a bit of pastas in front of him. "What did I do to deserve such a mistrustful boyfriend?" Eliott sighed, swallowing a mouthful of pastas. "Poni. You did poni." A few minutes later, his plate engulfed, Lucas leaned against the back of his chair, put his hands on his full stomach and stretched his legs to put them on Eliott's knees on the other side of the table. "It was good... Thanks.” He sighed with relief. Eliott put his hands on his bare ankles. "Yep, I feel so full right now but... You know what I'd love?" Lucas raised a wary eyebrow at him. "What? -A dessert to finish properly the meal. Something sweet. -Don't we have yogurts anymore? -Nop, I ate the last one yesterday... We have nothing sugary." A small silence settled. Suddenly, an idea of genius crossed Lucas's mind. His eyes lit up and a broad smile settled on his lips. He straightened up and put his feet back on the ground. "I know what we could eat as dessert! -What?" Asked Eliott, looking at his boyfriend with eyes full of curiosity.

The latter got up quickly and went to the small table in the living room. He grabbed the drugstore bag and went back to the kitchen. One hand in the bag, he stood next to Eliott, the latter staring at him, still sitting on his chair. "This evening, Mister Demaury, we have some desserts for you..." He randomly took out one of the boxes bought earlier that evening. "Cola. Or..." He put his hand back into the bag and pulled out a small purple tube. "Blueberry lube, a house specialty served with..." He grabbed a new box. Not recognizing this one, he quickly read the writings on the back. "Abilify, antipsychotics... No, no, not this one." The young man sent the said box into the little wicker basket where Eliott used to store his meds before putting his hand back in the bag. "Strawberry flavoured condoms! What a nice mix!" Eliott laughed hard. "But if fruits aren't your cup of tea, we still have bubblegum." Lucas continued, putting a new small box in front of Eliott. "Oh and after dessert you could even taste some..." He plunged his hand into the bag again. "Mojito!" He exclaimed proudly placing another umpteenth box on the table. "Mojito?! Are you serious?! This is insane..." Eliott wondered as he grabbed the box of strange green condoms. "Yeah... Science can do so many great things nowaday. What a great time to be alive!" Eliott laughed again. Dropping the box of green condoms next the others, he looked up at Lucas. "You know that all these things are gonna be lame or even disgusting right? -Maybe. But we can't be too sure before even trying them. -Right..." "So? Have you made your choice?" Lucas asked. "Mmmh... I have to admit that the mojito ones seem very appealing... But you have some more stuffs in your bag, don't you? -Yeah but they aren't flavoured. We have... Intense orgasmic gel." He said while taking out new boxes. "The well known vegan lube." Eliott rolled his eyes. "The mutual climax condoms, the "glow in the dark "condoms... -Wait... You bought these while you're the one who love to have sex in the light? -They seem fun! Think about it... All is dark except for a dick which is blowing. A dick which isn't attached to any body! So fun!" Eliott giggled. "Then, to finish... Two lubes. One which is tingling and one which is wharming. -This is gonna be awful..." Eliott laughed. "Yeah, maybe. Anyway..." At these words, Lucas knelt in front of Eliott and took his hands in his. He stared into his eyes before clearing his throat. "Eliott Demaury..." He began to say solemnly. "Will you have sex with me?"

With a big smile, Eliott shook his head then leaned over. He cupped Lucas' cheeks in his hands kissed him. "As I could say no to you for too long... -Answer me. -Yes, yes I will, you idiot." He said, way too amused by the way Lucas acted as if it was their first time. "Yes! Lallemant is in da place! Lallemant is always winning!" Lucas exclaimed in a gesture of victory, like a soccer player after a world cup goal. Eliott chuckled and shrugged before standing up. "Go wait for me in the room." He said as Lucas hopped on the spot with great excitement by gathering in his arms all the boxes of condoms and lubes. "Why don't you come with me?" Asked the young man. "I gonna grab a towel in the bathroom. I washed the sheets yesterday. These condoms and lubes are gonna be sticky, grassy and messy, I don't want to get our fresh clean sheets dirty. -Oh yes... Talk dirty to me Daddy... -Stop with your daddy shit already!" Eliott shouted, laughing and rolling his eyes again. "Go!" When Eliott joined their room, a large brown towel in his arms, he found Lucas, sitting cross-legged on the bed, busy unclipping all the boxes from their plastic packaging. He invited him to shift slightly, spread the towel over the white sheets then sat behind him. Eliott rested his lips on the young man's neck and started to lay a myriad of little kisses on his warm skin. His hands came to rest under his hoodie, all against the skin of his thin waist. "You're so beautiful..." Eliott whispered as he pressed his lips against the base of Lucas's neck again. "So sexy." He made his way up to his earlobe, driving Lucas to moan involuntarily at the feeling of his breath on his skin. "Wait, Eli, I want to finish that..." Lucas said, working harldy on one of the boxes. "If I don't finish it, this fucking plastic will drive me mad when I gonna want to try these on your dick... -Hurry up then... " Eliott answered, his voice deep and husky. Focused Lucas was gorgeous. Eliott could have look at him during hours. His mouth slightly open, his big and serious eyes focusing on his task, those small forehead wrinkles as he frowned. He always made the same face, as with his homeworks as these condoms boxes. Eliott smiled and put his forehead on his shoulder, waiting for Lucas to complete his difficult but very important mission, his arms still slowly stroking his belly's skin under his hoodie. As Eliott felt a wave of such affection for his boyfriend, which left him almost breathless, Lucas jumped a little bit on the mattress. "Done!" He shouted before he turned slightly and caught Eliott's eyes. "Let's get it on baby!" Eliott giggled as Lucas turned around to face him. He sat in between his legs and kissed him, his hands slightly poking his cheeks. Eliott closed his eyes and felt Lucas's hands reaching inside his pants. The young man arched into his boyfriend's touch. The latter stroked him quickly and hard. Astonished during a few seconds under strong waves of pleasure, Eliott couldn't do anything until he made his mind a little bit. He opened his eyes, took Lucas's hand in his and forced him to stop. "Wow, wow, wow. Hey, wait! What the fuck are you doing? -Handjob Eli, it calls a handjob." Answered Lucas, smirking. "Yeah, no shit! I got that, thanks but... -I need you to get hard if I want to try all the things we bought. -No, no, not like that." Eliott whispered as he get Lucas's hand out of his pants. The later grumbled a bit but didn't resist. With a lingering kiss, Eliott pushed Lucas on the matress. "You're way too romantic..." Whispered Lucas in his mouth. "You love that about me..." He slowly peeled Lucas's hoodie then he leaned down to place a kiss against his stomach, loving the way the young man shivered. Eliott striped off his own hoodie and tee-shirt, enjoying the sight of his boyfriend's naked torso. Even after on full year of relationship, his breath was still caught by Lucas's nakedness. His stocky, muscular body, so nervous... Most beautiful boy ever. "Fucking beautiful..." Eliott's eyes flashed. He kissed Lucas's stomach and liked his nipples. The later's hands shifted, running through Eliott's head, tugging lightly at his hair and tilting his head to the side. Laying fully down on him, Eliott rolled his hips forward and Lucas could feel that he was already a bit hard against his thigh. He shifted his hips a little so that they lined up, and then thrust upward. Eliott let out a gasp. Slowly, Lucas unzipped the zip of Eliott's jeans. The later, still kissing and licking one of Lucas's nipple, smiled against his skin. "Pants off." Whispered Lucas. "Bossy..." Eliott teased, bitting the soft skin of his collarbone. "You were the horny one, undress me." He retorted before getting on his knees to allow Lucas to sweep his jeans off. Eargerly, the young man straightened and reached for Eliott's pants and trousers. When he had his boyfriend naked, he looked his body, liking his lips. Lucas grinned, quickly getting rid of his own tracksuit. As Eliott fell down again on Lucas, their noses bumped and their teeth clicked together, they laughed for a bit then they kissed and kissed again. Lucas's hand went down, stroking Eliott's torso then hip to reach their lowers areas. The young man wrapped his hand around both of them, gripping both of their dicks and sliding them together. "Oh fuck..." Eliott groaned out, his hand gripping Lucas's forearm. They didn't really kiss anymore, their noses rubbing together, their hair surrounding their faces. Their dicks were hard now but not very slicked, which Lucas appreciated, it was time for their little experiments... Suddenly he shifted their bodies to put Eliott on his back. Without any trace of shiness, Lucas was eying Eliott's dick like if it was the tastiest dish he had ever seen. The later smiled, knowing what Lucas had in mind, he put his hands under his head and waited patiently. He gasped loudly as Lucas bent over in front of his dick. "I wan't to suck you..." Whispered Lucas with greedy eyes, letting his hot breath dancing on Eliott's erection. "Well... Do you need any invitation? -Weren't you the one who was worry about consent? -Oh fuck, blow it already Lucas..."

Lucas was fully smirking now. He ran his hands down from his hips to smooth over his thighs, then lower, rasping his fingers through the dark hair of his knees and long legs. He gently took hold of Eliott's shins, spreading his legs wider to be able to slot himself in between them. Lucas brought his mouth to the base of Eliott's dick. He licked a long, slow stripe up from the base to the head, making Eliott jerk wildly. Then he licked his own lips. "Hmmm ... Pretty good but still a bit boring..." He whispered before getting up on his knees again. Quickly, he bent over the amount of small boxes, took the pink one, took a condom outside of it and used his teeth to tear it open. "Oh shit! I think I bite the condom too..." Said Lucas as he frowned, looking seriously worried, looking at the pink piece of latex. At these words, Eliott still laying on his back and looking at Lucas, snorted loudly. Lucas raised his eyes on him. "What? "Lu, really I love you but sometimes you're killing me... -Why? -We got tested, we're clean! We don't ever need any fucking condom! You could chew it, it wouldn't matter... -Oh yeah, right... -Really Lucas..." Eliott whispered in a big smile, openly making fun of his boyfriend. "Watch your mouth or I'll chew that condom right on your dick!" Shouted Lucas as he unrolled the condom meticulously over Eliott's cock. The latter groaned deeply as Lucas licked his head again, but then quickly took nearly all of his dick in his mouth. Eliott gasped sharply as his boyfriend began to suck slow and hard. "Oh fuck, yeah..." Eliott murmured, fisting Lucas's hair roughly. Lucas started to graze the highly sensitive skin and took him even deeper. Eliott pulled him closer by the hair, unable to help himself but slightly fucking his mouth. Despite the condom, and as usual, Lucas was slowly driving him crazy. He could feel himself getting closer. "Don't stop, don't st..." Of course Lucas chose that moment to stop. He raised his face, a thin trickle of drool still connecting his swollen lips to the pink condom. Lucas staired at Eliott who was trying to keep quiet, utterly frustrated by the brutal end of this pure bliss. The latter look into his boyfriend's eyes. "This doesn't taste good at all..." Said Lucas, making a weird face. "I'm not even surprised..." Answered Eliott, a bit breathless. "Come here. Let me taste." Lucas crawled through his naked body. Eliott had flushed cheeks and his lips were parted, still recovering after this very short hint of blowjob. Lucas bent over and slipped his tongue inside Eliott's smouth. Sliding Lucas's waist, Eliott pulled him closer. One of his hands slipped down to squeeze his butt. Lucas's mouth tasted as sweet plastic. Like an old toy covered by some weird liquid candy. "This is disgusting!" Eliott exclaimed. "See?" Smiling, Eliott kissed the tip of Lucas's nose. "My turn..." He whispered. Suddenly, the young man rolled them over to be on top again.

Never taking his eyes away from Lucas, Eliott got on his knees, threw the disgusting condom around him on the ground then grabbed another condom box. Opening one with his fingers, he grasped the tip of the condom firmly between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Every Lucas's muscles tightened as Eliott unrolled the condom with his mouth around his dick. "I almost forgot this little trick of yours..." Lucas purred. Eliott smiled around his cock and then took him down to the base, nosing at the wiry pubic hair. The young man started a punishing rhythm of sucking and swallowing against the flavored latex, maintaining steady pressure and holding Lucas at the hips. Lucas gasped, clutching the sheets and the towel below him with white knuckled fist as the hot, wet tongue swirled around his sensitive head. The talented mouth playing over him, finally removed his ability to speak in anything other than broken groans. Using his tongue the way he knew drove Lucas absolutely insane, Eliott fastened his rythm, sucking harder and harder on his dick. "For fuck's sake... Eli, please..." Groaned Lucas, bitting his own lips. "What? -Throw that fucking condom away, I... I want to feel your mouth for real..." Eliott chuckled around his cock in his mouth. The young man let Lucas's dick popping out of his mouth. He took off the condom, threw it away and as he was ready to get back to business, Lucas stopped him by putting his hand against his forehead, he pushed him away. "Wait... Which flavoured was this one? -Mojito. Lucky me, it wasn't that bad... -Can I taste it?" Eliott slightly stroked Lucas's dick with two of his fingers, collecting a bit of precum and rest of the condom's flavoured lubricant. He raised his fingers to Lucas's mouth. The latter greedily licked on them as on a lollipop, looking into his boyfriend's eyes. "Oh... Pretty tasty indeed..." The two boys remained motionless and smiling for a moment. "Anyway... I think you were in the middle of something, weren't you? -Hn? Nope... I don't remember anything... -Tease... " Lucas hissed. Smirking, Eliott chuckled then bent down again on Lucas's erection. Very slowly, the young man wrapped his lips around his balls. He rolled them gently between his lips and sucked on them too. When Lucas reached down, in a sweet groan, to touch himself, Eliott slapped his hand away. "Wait for it Baby..." He said in a whisper on Lucas's skin. Eliott took Lucas's ball in his hand then started to mouth at the base oh his dick. He followed the prominent vein to the top. Then, quickly, he started to bob his head again, up and down, up and down, his tongue dancing around Lucas's throbbing member. The latter lifted one of his hand and buried it in Eliott's messy hair. Lucas could feel the pleasure building up and he needed more, always more. Amazed and aroused like Hell just by hearing the sweet moans and groans his boyfriend were now making without any way to control them, Eliott opened his mouth wider and let his throat relax before going down until every inch of Lucas's dick was in his mouth. Lucas cried out in pleasure and arched. Hearing hisboyfriend taking more and more pleasure, Eliott liftted his head and kissed his groin.

"Hey... Why... Why have you stopped?" Panted Lucas. "I want to be in you..." Whispered Eliott, kissing his soft skin again. "Oh. Yes... yeah ok. Take one of the new lubes..." Smiling, Eliott got quickly on his knees and chose the "warming" lube. He took the small red bottle, squeezed a copious amount of gel into his palm. He covered two of his fingers with the substance before laying down next to Lucas. He kissed his cheek and put an arm under his head. He kissed him again. "Spread your legs..." Eliott whispered in his mouth. So did Lucas. The young man reached in between his legs and circled his sensitive rim before pushing slowly, very slowly one first finger. Suddenly, Lucas's body stiffened. He opened big round eyes and frowned. "Wow... No, wait... Eli, stop! -What?" Eliott asked, no moving anymore. "The lube, it's... It's terrible. -Oh come on, it's just a bit warm... -I'm serious Eliott, get out of my ass!" Lucas wriggled, moved away from Eliott's hand then sat down on the matress, trying to get rid of the traces of lube on and in his butts. Breathing out deeply, Eliott started to lose some patience. All this sex was a nonsense... The young man only wanted to be in Lucas's arms, making love to him then getting to sleep. Was that way too complicated? He sighed, exaspered. "You're overreacting... You could have used to it... -No, Eli, I swear, it's terrible." Replied Lucas, wipping his ass with the towel. Eliott shruged. "You drama queen..." Lucas, a bit upset by his boyfriend's attitude, raised his eyebrows at him. "Oh yeah ? You really think I'm overreacting? "Well..." Eliott mumbled as he sat next to him. "Ok, let's see that..." Lucas took the small red bottle of lube, put a large amount of gel in his hand then rubbed it all along Eliott's dick. The latter opened his mouth to say that this lube wasn't terrible and quite nice actually but a very unpleasant feeling of burn explosed on his dick. "Wh... What the Hell is that?!" The young man shouted. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is awful! -Ah! Who's the drama queen now?!" Lucas exclaimed, very proud to have proven his point to his arrogant boyfriend. "Give me that fucking towel!" Said Eliott, trying to make some fresh air with his hands around his burning dick. "Hn, hn. What to we say first?" Replied Lucas, hidding the towel behing his back. "Oh come on Lu, this isn't funny!" Eliott shouted, desesperatly wiggling. "What do we say first? -Please Lucas, give me that fucking towel, you were right, I'm sorry. Please, please, please my love! " Finally, Lucas gave the towel to him. The young man grabbed it quickly then rubbed himself with it during long and long seconds. "I don't even understand how they dare to sell this kind of shit..." He grumbled.

After a minute, once their butts and dicks cleaned of any stain of burning lube, the two naked boys, still on their knees in front of each other, looked into each other eyes. "We're ridiculous..." Said Lucas in a smirk. Eliott, agree with him, started to laugh. "Guess we wouldn't have had all these problems with vegan lube..." These last words made Eliott laugh harder and it wasn't long before Lucas joining in. The two of them laughed so hard, they ended up wiping tears from their eyes. "Come here..." Eliott said as he opened his arms to Lucas. The latter crowld into his embrace. The couple cuddled each other in a warm (sweet warm this time) atmosphere. After some time, Lucas opened an eye and looked upon Eliott's shoulder. "Look at this mess..." He whispered. The two young men were surrounded by dirty towel and sheets (despite Eliott's care), a dozen of condoms all across the room and by two dirty condoms, dripping lube and precum on their new carpet. "I feel so gross..." Mumbled Eliott, lowering his eyes on their two sticky bodies. "Do... Do you still want to fuck?" Asked Lucas, kissing Eliott's chin. "Well... If you want to but... You know what I'm dreaming of right now? -What? -Shower, just a good hot shower. -Oh I'm so in!" The two young men, before spinning in the shower and without even bothering to get dressed, took the time to clean the room a bit. Eliott put new clean sheets on the mattress while Lucas worked to find an empty drawer where he could store all the lubes and condoms. The two young men took pleasure in throwing the lube from Hell in the nearest trash can and disappeared in the bathroom. Under the warm, pleasant and saving water, they stroked each other again, this time slowly, tenderly, without laughing or joking coming to intersperse their endless kisses. Each cum into the other's hand in a peaceful groan of pleasure. A little bit later, in the bed, under the soft and thick duvet, Eliott let the hazy warmth enveloping him. On his back, the skin of Lucas who was spooning him as usual. The young man sighed happily. "Eli ... -Yeah? -I love you. -I love you too my love." "Eli? -What? -You smell good. -Thanks, you too. Sleep now babe." "Eli? -... -Eli, are you sleeping? -Not yet... What? -We forgot to try the glowing in the dark condom... -For God sake, Lu, sleep now!"

#Domestic bliss #Established relationship #Elu #Drunk!Lucas is soooo fun #Eliott is the perfect boyfriend #Skam France #Science can do many great things nowadays

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lgcmax · 5 years ago

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𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎 ! i’m coming to you with a very late intro, i know, but i swear i’m not usually this unprepared !! anyways, my name is jada, and this is my chaotic baby maxwell “ MAX ” choi ! i love him to death already and can’t wait to start writing with him ! i was here long ago with the short-lived yet beloved zhao chenglei, but life got in the way ! the two are very different, yet i’m even more stoked to be here the second time around & get things going ! i did create him kind of spontaneously, so his plots & bio page is still wip, but you can find his profile here, and some trivia & plot bunnies below ! oh, and LIKE THIS if you’d like to plot, maybe ? i’ll stop talking now, but i hope to hear from you soon !

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 !

first generation canadian who hails from toronto, canada ! a snow baby forever and always, he loved living there and has nothing but good memories there !

he was born maxwell choi, and he’s still called that by family and some old friends, but once he got to middle school he felt the name was too fancy and wasn’t fitting so dropped the “well” and just became MAX !

though he’s canadian, he’s never really felt he was lacking in terms of his korean identity ! both his parents were born and raised there, korean is actually his first language, and he was taught english through school. since he was two he’s been going to korea for the summer to visit his family, too, so he’s always felt really connected to his culture !

his dad’s a car salesman at his own dealerhsip, and his mom’s an attorney, so he’s lived a really comfortable life. it’s easy to see where his charisma comes from, too ! growing up his dad was more involved in his upbringing, while his mom was on the colder side, so he’s closer to him as he’s the one who was the most loving toward him then and now !

he was expected to take over his dad’s position at the dealership when he was older, but as he grew up he noticed his absolute lack of passion for the career. he thought it fit his dad well, yet couldn’t see him doing something like that !

but during his teenage years he discovered his love for rap ! he always loved listening to it, but when he started rapping along he discovered his true passion.

he didn’t really know what to do with that, however, as it wasn’t a very stable career ! it wasn’t until 2016 when he met someone online through a video game & they became friends that things changed ! they would talk a lot & eventually they introduced him to the world of kpop and ... boom ! everything changed for him. when he realized it wasn’t all girls in frilly skirts ( which hey, wasn’t too bad either ) he found himself being engulfed in this entirely new music genre !

fast forward all the way to 2019, when he auditioned for the company ! it was in january, and there was no way he thought he was gonna make it. they were giving out cds to those who auditioned, and he really just wanted to hear some haru, but it was quite literally the biggest surprise of his life when he got accepted !

his mom was enitrely, and i mean e n t i r e l y, against the idea. she thought a career in the idol industry was fleeting and not profitable and thought it was an embarrassment for him to be apart of. while his father wasn’t thrilled and still has hopes for him to inherit the dealership, he was content seeing his son happy and hoped for his success.

so off max went, to the big city of seoul !! unlike some foreign trainees it wasn’t some great transition for him, in fact he adjusted pretty well ! he had the benefit of being well-travelled and having visited the country often, as well as being comfortable in his korean.

it wasn’t all peaches and roses, however, and he did have some difficulty ! it was the first time he was coming to stay, so he had a tendency to get homestick, and despite everything, he still stuck out. he had a lot of mannerisms, style choices, and just obvious indicators he was a foreigner. he also had to finish off the last semester of his senior year in korea, and he was bummed he missed out on those senior year experiences like graduation, senior parties, and just being with the people he’d grown up with !

whenever he was having trouble, he couldn’t really call home either, since he knew they doubted him and didn’t want to give them any more reason to ! he’s not really the type to share when he’s feeling down, so he really internalized a lot of his emotions at the time, and the bit that he didn’t he confided in with his few friends he’d made by then. definitely a bit of a rough patch for him !

he also may have had some trouble getting along with trainees ! he has a very blunt & extroverted personality, which didn’t really fit with typical korean social norms !

aside from that, max was a LOT more chill than some of these people. he was passionate about rapping, but some trainees were “debut-or-die” level and he just wasn’t that far ! he’d just kind of look at them like .... why are you making this such a big deal ? i’m just here to have fun ?? so he had a tendency to slack off a lot during the first few months of training and try to bend the rules as much as he could behind the trainer’s backs without getting caught ! which i can imagine would get on some trainee’s nerves.

he does go to university, a condition by his parents for letting him go to korea. he’s a music production major and marketing minor at the moment, but he’s changed his mind quite a few times ! honestly, he’s not all that interested in attending school, but doesn’t have much of a choice and knows it’s an important backup should this whole idol thing not work ! he does enjoy the social life he gets from it, though, because he would’ve had a much harder time adjusting and meeting friends had he not been in school.

now, he’s still pretty sluggish, but after a few company punishments, he’s shaping up and learning how to work harder. he just passed his year anniversary training with the company, and though he has a lot to learn he’s showed promise in his time there !

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 !

very extroverted !!! and he always has been. he feels really comfortable and large environments and is the main reason he thrives as an idol ! can and will pick up a conversation with just about anyone, particularly those who aren’t like him but rather on the more introverted spectrum !

like stated before, he doesn’t really like talking about his emotions if they’re personal / negative. it makes him uncomfortable & awkward and thinks it makes everyone else feel that way too, so avoids it like the plague. if he’s emotional with you ... you’re a keeper !

tends to make light out of every scenario, due to his optimistic nature. he has the mentality that life’s too short to be stressed, so does his best to avoid it whenever he gets the chance ! it can be appropriate at times, and sometimes people perceive it as him not taking things seriously, but really he’s trying to make things better !

a little cocky, considering his lack of experience. he kind of thinks he’s the s***, and he honestly could use a little more humility ! but he’s used to being held on this sort of pedestal, and because of it has a looot of confidence a lot of the time !

very loyal, once you befriend him he’s yours for life ! he values trust and longevity in a friendship, so does his all to give it to you. on the other hand, if you lose his trust, things .... get a little disastrous. he isn’t one to forgive something like that and will quite literally block someone out his life if they do break his trust.

on that note ... he’s also very stubborn !! he likes things the way he wants them, and can hold a grudge for years if he wants to. this is one of the exceptions to his “ hakuna matata ” mentality lmao, but he’s working on it ! he used to have trouble accepting criticism from trainers if he didn’t agree with them, but is slowly getting better at listening to feedback in order to improve.

tends to be a little manipulative ! he doesn’t mean to use it maliciously, but it does sometimes go like that. like i said, he’s got that desire to win other’s over to get what he wants like his parents, so ... that can translate into a little deception !

loves loves loves video games !!! will talk about them all day, if you ask. he’s been hooked ever since the first time he got a controller in his hand and is always looking for some new gaming buddies !

has a secret tiktok account that he can’t really publicize but people have to know ?? he just renegades too good not to have some practice folks

he compulsively says “ let’s get it ” and “ boom ” like the joke he is and it’s a problem, really !! someone please call him out or just .... stop him

also !! he is entirely too CLUMSY for his good. he trips over people, trips over his own limbs, trips over a i r !! there’s just no telling with this guy. he’s so stupid when it comes to coordination, i swear, i almost worry he needs to see a doctor lmao !! but thank god for his clumsiness coming in handy at the exact moment he needs to have a little humility.

𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒 !

the friend he played video games with who introduced him to kpop ( see above ) !! they’ve been friends for roughly 3 years now and they’re the reason he even considered pursuing a career as an idol, so i imagine they’ve grown pretty close ! since they played online, this person doesn’t have to be from canada, and really any muse that knew korean or english well enough to communicate back then !

are there any canadian muses ?? i’m not sure ! if there is, i’d love to have some childhood friends who he grew up with ! give me all the angst, softness, or romance that you can muster up !! i love a good backstory.

some friends who he spent the summers in korea with ! he visited june through august of every year, and sometimes spent other holiday breaks there. so there’s definitely a chance for them to grow close ! maybe even a short-lived romance where they hadn’t expected to meet again ??

a senior / older trainee who showed max the ropes ! while he knew a good deal about korea he didn’t have a clue about being a trainee, so definitely could’ve used a bit of help there !! unintentionally this person became a sort of parental figure to max, even if they didn’t mean to or if they’re not significantly older ! either way, they were his first real source of support since the move, and nowadays he’s still very close to them and looks to them for any sort of help or advice he needs !

pleeeeease give him a little crush !! he goes out his way to impress those that he likes, and turns into a true softie !! on the other hand, a bitter exes plot or even exes on good terms could be fun too ! can you tell i’m a romantic yet ? 😥

someone who’s entirely put off by the thought of max ! someone who, unlike him, is planned, logical, or very cutthroat and passionate about becoming an idol ! give me someone to nitpick him for his lifestyle, and someone for him to bicker with and just create a little drama !!

video game buddies !! he doesn’t have the whole setup like he used to back home, but he does nearly always have his switch on him if your muse is in the mood for a little friendly competition !! fair warning .... he does get competitive !

male dorm h and male rookie evening trainee group gang, let’s go !! that’s a lot to say, but in simple terms, if your muse trains or dorms with him let’s get something going ! max is still a new trainee and needs some friends to spend the long days with, he promises to make it worth their while !! max has the power of making nearly every scenario entertaining, after all !

#lgc:intro #this is so late i'm sorry :c #but i filled this to the brim with content !!#also tysm for the cute welcomes !! i've heard my notifs going off & am getting to everything asap !!#also i'll rb this tomm !!

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imitranslates · 6 years ago

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Fukigen na Mononokean Ch. 72

More truths about Yahiko this month, and Ashiya finally gets to hear a little more about Abeno’s past from the man himself!

Please remember to check out the official English release when it comes out, preferably on Crunchyroll if you’re able to!

The newest chapter can be read on the official website by clicking the yellow button labeled 読む!

Fukigen na Mononokean Chapter 72 - Zero Degrees

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[Yahiko is...]

[The Underworld princess's big brother...?!]

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Yahiko: Cough... cough...

Yahiko: ......

Yahiko: ...Haruitsuki... How long have you known my identity?

Abeno: I acknowledged you as a demon with a strong spiritual power from the first time we met, but

I did not realize you were "Mioya-hiko."

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Abeno: But the Executive told me something important regarding the door to the Underworld. He said, "The earthbound Prince Kamo-mioya-hiko must never be exorcised."

That's why, when I saw how adamantly you refused to be exorcised, I thought that maybe...

Abeno: The reason the door to the Underworld can open is related to the Underworld Princess being in the Underworld, and Prince Mioya-hiko being in the Mundane world.

Abeno: One could say that the door to the Underworld would disappear if this relationship was disturbed.

Abeno: Therefore, you must remain in the Mundane world

to protect the door to the Underworld, correct?

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Ashiya: (Then, that's why Yahiko didn't want to be exorcised?!)

Ashiya: (When he was scolded by Abeno-san, he said Yahiko could stay at the temple for a year, so he never suspected a thing!)

Ashiya: (Why did I never hear about Yahiko being such a key figure?!)

Yahiko: ......

Yahiko: Haruitsuki...

Yahiko: ...Why did you stay quiet if you realized it?

Abeno: Since you didn't divulge your identity, I determined that you didn't want it to be discovered.

I treated you in the same manner as usual until now.

Abeno: This will be the last day I behave without acknowledging your position.

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Abeno: I humbly ask that you forgive me for my rudeness.

Abeno: ......

Yahiko: Sto--

Yahiko: Cough!

Yahiko Cough, cough...

Abeno&Ashiya: !?

Ashiya: Abeno-san! First things first, let's move Yahiko to the Mononokean!

Being out in this cold will only aggravate his illness!

Yahiko: Cough, cough!

Abeno: The Mononokean's no good! It'd probably upset the balance I mentioned earlier.

Ashiya: Wha...?! Then, to Zenko's house!

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Yahiko: Cough, cough!

Abeno: Please come with me. I shall take you inside.

Abeno: Prince Mioya-hi...

Yahiko: Don't call me that!

Yahiko: I really hate being treating like this!

Ashiya: !?

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Yahiko: Go back to the normal Haruitsuki.

...If you don't, I won't play with you anymore.

Abeno: ......

Ashiya: ...Getting rid of his playmates is a serious manner for Yahiko.

Abeno: ......

Abeno: ("Mioya-hiko" has the same top rank in the Underworld as the princess herself, and is to be revered...)

(Once his identity was made clear, I thought to treat him with distinction, but...)

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Abeno: (I can't get used to it after all this time, either.)

Yahiko: Wah!

Abeno: ...Then, I'll act freely.

Abeno: Geez! Zenko told you to wait calmly in the house because you were coughing!

Don't go playing outside when your condition's this bad, you three-year old!

Yahiko: Ehhh? But tomorrow the snow will be gone, and I won't be able to make snowmen!

Ashiya: (We're back to the usual scene...)

(Ashiya: Now, now, you two!)

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Ashiya: Excuse us!

Ashiya: Hello!

Zenko Papa: Zenko called to say you two were coming...

It's cold, right... Come inside.

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Zenko Papa: I put some tea in there, so feel free to have some.

Ashiya: Thank you so much.

Yahiko: Cough, cough...

Yahiko: Cough.

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Yahiko: Cough.

Ashiya: He looks like he's having trouble breathing...

Abeno: Yahiko, aside from your coughing and fever, is there anything else wrong with your body?

Yahiko: Yeah...

Yahiko: After I transformed earlier, I started to feel woozy...

Yahiko: And then, I wanted to eat something sweet...

Ashiya: Isn't that normal?

Yahiko: There's mikan on top of the kotatsu so give me one, Ashiya~~

Ashiya: You can't just eat whatever you want...

Yahiko: Hurry up already...

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Ashiya: Here you go.

Yahiko: Can you peel it? Zenko always does it for me!

Ashiya: Zenko...! That's spoiling him too much...!

Ashiya: Here you go.

Ashiya: Come on! Say ah!

Yahiko: Ah~!

Ashiya: Even though he's ill, he still has an appetite.

Abeno: Seems like it.

Yahiko: Ashiya~ Gimme another piece!

Ashiya: Yes, yes.

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Abeno: I've got the gist of your condition...

Abeno: Yahiko... Those symptoms aren't just a cold.

Yahiko: !

Abeno: Your symptoms might be caused by the Underworld Princess.

Yahiko: ...!?

Ashiya: ?

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Abeno: One month ago, I received a report about the princess's poor condition.

From what I heard then, her symptoms are strikingly similar to Yahiko's now.

Abeno: At this timing and them having the same symptoms, there's a high probability that his relationship with the Underworld Princess is affecting him.

Ashiya: !

Ashiya: Wait a second... Wasn't the princess cured?

Abeno: I heard that she'd recovered, but...

Yahiko: Cough, cough. Cough...

Yahiko: Cough.

Yahiko: The princess... Got sick...

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Yahiko: ...But, she'll be fine because she's in the Underworld...?

Yahiko: Cough.

Yahiko: ...The princess... She won't disappear, right...?

Abeno: !

Abeno: ...Unfortunately, I can't confirm that completely.

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Abeno: But she won't get so weak that she disappears, so you can rest assured.

Abeno: The master of Kiyakudo is attending to her to take care of her health, so she's in much better shape than you are.

Abeno: Leave the princess to us, and make sure you get lots of rest until you're healed up.

Abeno: ...Alright?

Yahiko: ...Okay.

Yahiko: Haruitsuki... I'll get looots of rest, so can you pet my head some more?

Yahiko: Cough... cough!

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Yahiko: Ashiyaa, I want more mikan!

Ashiya: Yes, yes...

Yahiko: Ashiyaa, I'm thirsty!

Ashiya: Yes, yes, I'll make some tea. (And for Abeno-san, too.)

Yahiko: Ashiyaa, can you scratch my back? (It's itchy~)

Ashiya: Yes, yes, am I doing it too hard? (I am a backscratcher.)

Yahiko: Ashiyaaa, sing for me!

Ashiya: Yes, yes... Then, for the first song... (Ahem... Lululullu, lululullu, lululuuuu~)

Abeno: Cut it out!

Zenko: I'm back...

Yahiko: Welcome home, Zenko! (Cough.)

Zenko: (I'm home, Yahiko.) Did you stay at home and sleep like you were supposed to?

Yahiko: Yeah!

Ashiya&Abeno: No.

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Zenko: ...Hm? Yahiko, you have a fever...

Ashiya: He seems to feel a little dizzy.

Abeno: We'll go buy some medicine.

We'll come back again so wait here and watch over Yahiko for us.

Zenko: Okay.

(Ashiya: See you then.)

Ashiya: Yahiko's cold... I'm a little worried.

Abeno: Yeah...

Abeno: But the princess is a bigger problem.

Ashiya: Huh?

Abeno: Yahiko's symptoms can be controlled with medicine, but

Abeno: If the princess's condition is affecting him, then he won't be able to get better unless the princess makes a complete recovery...!

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Abeno: ...But getting rest to recuperate is practically impossible while she's still maintaining her divine protection.

Since she can't step down from the throne, she's losing time she could be using to recover.

Ashiya: I see...

Ashiya: And Aoi-san, who was supposed to be the next Underworld Princess, isn't here either...

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Abeno: .......

Abeno: You... Why do you know that?

Ashiya: Huh?

Ashiya: ...Ah! The Justice told me before.

Abeno: The Justice did...

Abeno: ...

Abeno: ...Did he tell you anything else?

Ashiya: Anything else...?

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Abeno: ...For instance...

Abeno: Some...

Abeno: Really old story... maybe?

Ashiya: Really old...?

Ashiya: (Ah!) I heard about how he used to let you ride on his back and go on walks with him!

And the Legislator told me that Aoi-san threatened him with "I'll kill you!" when he was introduced to you for the first time.

Abeno: Those two...! Yammering about my business on when I wasn't around...!

Ashiya: It wasn't like that, though?

Ashiya: When it came to me asking why you had gone into the forest when you were an employee...

They refused me and said, "I won't tell you."

Abeno: ......

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(Ashiya: There was even more reminiscing over past memories from those two!)

Ashiya: It... It's not like that?! It wasn't like I was trying to pry into all the things you're hiding, Abeno-san!

When I was talking to the Justice and the Legislator, the conversation just happened to flow in that direction....!!

No, I mean, I'm sorry for asking about things on my own...!!

Abeno: ...When I went to the forest,

Abeno: I came to see Aoi off.

Abeno: Their body was cursed by the parasitic shrub, and there was nothing that could be done for their condition.

Sensing their time of death, Aoi said they wanted to search for a place to die while they could still move, and decided to enter the forest.

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Abeno: Seeing them off was my final job as an employee of the Mononokean.

Ashiya: .....!

Ashiya: .....

Ashiya: ...Then,

Aoi-san is already...

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Abeno: Somewhere in the forests.

Abeno: ...I say that, but the possibility of them being alive is zero.

Ashiya: That slim, huh... I thought so, but...

Ashiya: Aoi-san really is gone...

(They also became a victim of the parasitic shrub--)

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Abeno: ...But.

Abeno: No matter how much I search, I can't find a body...

Ashiya: !?

[...That's why.]

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Abeno: It's cold...

[I'm willing to bet on zero.]

[That idiot wouldn't die.]

#fukigen na mononokean #fukigen na mononokean chapter 72 #fukigen na mononokean 72 #the morose mononokean #fukigen na mononokean translation #manga translation

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seddm · 6 years ago

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One week later

I think that this time, despite the magnitude of what happened in the show, managed to have a mostly non-kneejerk reaction to it, but a week (and a looot of thinking) later, I think I got a better understanding about how and why I feel about this episode, S4 so far, and the show’s future as a whole. Going to make this a bullet-point style list because making a single conversation about all of this would be either too long, or end up feeling disconnected at times anyway. Bad things first, then the good ones to close on a positive note, for a change.

THE BAD

- The thing I always loved the most about this show has been its ability to use individual events and interactions between the characters in almost any given segments, even ones more fillery in nature, as a way to slowly advance the growth of the characters from a pre-established Big Event™ to the next one. This always gave the show an aura of strong continuity despite its storyboard driven and episodic nature, and allowed me to claim that even events clearly facilitated by some sort of plot based compulsion (such as the Truth Cube in Sleepover, or the photo booth in Booth Buddies) were still largely natural, just more flashy ways to push the characters in directions they were already taking.

The first episodes of S4, up to Curse of the Blood Moon, didn’t really do this. They felt heavily more compartmentalized than the usual: S3 ended in an explosive way that seemingly set up all the characters for immediate changes or payoff, but then this current season kinda ignored that. Not completely, because both Moon Remembers and Ransomgram has Marco tell Star things like “rip the bandaid off” and “own up to your mistakes”, which could be clearly applied to the “Tell Tom about the kiss” situation (never mind that she didn’t do that, it was still relevant and her going the wrong way about it was part of the point), but between an increased focus on plot and plot exclusively, and a two parter season premiere that chose to focus exclusively on finding Moon (reasonable decision, really, but it ended up making 40 minutes of show feel a bit empty on the emotions side, in my very subjective opinion), Curse of the Blood Moon seemed to happen a bit out of the blue, especially considering that Star and Marco’s feelings were apparently so strong and so intrusive to justify even Tom being able to see them in the former case, and Eclipsa’s comfort and counseling having been needed multiple times offscreen in the latter. Things that we didn’t see at all in the first 7 episodes, with the exception of Star never reacting to Tom telling her that he knew the kiss with Marco didn’t really mean anything. It’s not a necessarily tragic scenario, especially if the show purposefully wanted to wait for Curse to kick start a new chapter in the shipping of the show, but this bridging between seasons taking one third of the last one felt a bit excessive and largely devoid of sufficient build up to me.

- Kelly / Kellco. Anyone who’s familiar with my blog should know that I always struggle to never insult ships, characters or elements from the show that other people might like. And even now I don’t want to cheapen the value of personal preferences at all, nor tell anyone “No, you can’t ship this!”. But at the same time I have to say that, in the context of the show, these new Kellco developments look (ready to eat back my words in the future, as usual) extremely pointless, and handled badly. Kelly feelings something for Marco, kinda unilaterally liking him, that’s something the fandom has been speculating ever since Lava Lake Beach. They shared an emotional moment over heart break, and then clearly developed a friendship from there, and hanged out more. Kelly’s lines in The Ponyhead Show then confirmed without doubt that she felt something from Marco, but that he seemed to be largely unaware and oblivious about it. Just like you’d expect Marco to be, especially a Marco who spent the previous season focusing on how strong and intrusive his feelings for Star were.

At this point essentially everyone, me included, expected for Kelly’s World to be used as a way to bring up Marco’s unrequited (as far as he knew) feelings once again, to introduce Curse of the Blood Moon. I expected Marco to either go something like “Sorry Kelly but I’m not ready to give up on my feelings for Star” or, at worst, a frustrated Marco who’d have thought and reflected about Kelly’s feelings for him. Instead, out of the extreme blue, we got a Marco who was uncharacteristically all too aware of the situation, going “I don't want these feelings for Star they're getting in the way of other feelings" while being all blushy and then being more than receptive to Kelly’s emotionally confused flirting. Now, if this was reality, there would be absolutely nothing weird in a kid like Marco being dual in his feelings, really liking Star while also being tired about all the pain those feelings have been bringing him for the better part of a year and being receptive to another girl being ready to jump his bones. But this is not reality, and these events absolutely lacked any form of proper build up, they were (wow, I can finally use the word Starco haters have been throwing around for years!) forced. Not entirely, but for a great deal. Jarco had Sleepover and Naysaya providing a strong buildup to the ship revolving around Marco overcoming some personal hurdles; even Tomstar didn’t immediately go for the ship after the well-timed dance in Club Snubbed, but first had Demoncism, giving some sort of basis to the exes getting back together, and Tom and Star had a pre-established relationship and we both knew that Tom still wanted Star, and that Star still had hung up feelings for Tom, if just physical attractions ones (from her behavior in Blood Moon Ball and Mr. Candle Cares, very spread out over the show, I admit). Meanwhile Kellco went from “ok they shared an important moment one season ago and Janna teased Kelly in a holiday special episode but after that their interactions have been nothing but background ones” to “Marco and Kelly lose track of time reading about fighting on a bench, then as the warm hues of the sunset wash over them they fight hand in hand, as one body and one spirit, and the fireworks and music happen and there’s more blushing in a single scene that there has been in the whole show and in all the kisses in it so far”. That’s... very, very, very heavy handed. Very “manipulative”. Especially since Kelly and Marco aren’t even properly together yet I guess, since Marco might have gotten over his feelings for Star (hahaha yeah as if), but as far as we know Kelly still isn’t completely over Tad. So where is this relationship going to go from now? Why does it exist? In what ways it doesn’t shit on what Jarco already taught Marco? How is it going to “end” once Marco inevitably realizes he still feels thing for Star without making Kelly look like a throwaway rag? Obviously I don’t have the arrogance to assume I know how things are going to play out from here on, so who knows, maybe Kellco is going to be part of an important arc, but from where I’m standing, from what I know now, it’s hard not to see it as a hamfisted attempt at going “Haaaa these confused teens, it’s only fair that they get their share of experiences!”. Which is ok, sure, fine, but FICTION ≠ REALITY and things need some kind of build up and reason to happen. If it’s just supposed to be padding to keep the situation in a status quo for a while, “Marco is with Kelly and Tom is with Star and everything is right in the world and they don’t have to think about their feelings anymore” then... bleah.

- This is tangentially connected to both the previous points, and it’s not really THAT bad, just me being a bit nitpicky about a still legitimate direction the show decided to take: by having this constant comparison between THE OTHER SHIPS and STARCO, now stronger than ever after Curse, the former being very casual but also ultimately unrewarding, “we hold hands we blush a little and we are ready to kiss and be a couple”, while the latter being “dozens of life changing events are needed to progress the ship even by little; NOTHING BUT PAIN can ever come out of Starco for the people involved until it’s officially recognized as being completely and utterly full, pure, complete, mature and life lasting love”, can kinda give a wrong message about relationships and teen love, or an annoying one at least. “Hey kids, don't try to actually have fun or be happy with romance, because that's not how True Love™ works. If you actually find it kind of easy to be happy with your significant other, that isn't love!" [quote by @ngame989]. Obviously I’m using a hyperbole for the sake of clarity, and it’s clear that Star and Marco’s relationship is based on finding it easy to have fun together, always. But if we talk strictly about romance and the way the show approaches to it, it’s kinda undeniable that Starco has been nothing but a source of sadness so far, and the only genuine moment of happiness, this one, lasted about three seconds and overlapped with a realization of True Love.

By now I have fully accepted that the show is not going for an early Starco relationship to then show it growing and changing as the two make the first steps together, but that they’re waiting for a “ok we’re both completely sure this is what we want”, and it’s a completely fair direction for the show to take, but it also contributes to this “fetishization” of true love. Still, execution matters way more than the larger brush strokes in this case, so we’ll see.

- The timing. I’m going to talk about why this incoming arc can actually be a very good thing in a moment, but at the same time introducing the idea that the Blood Moon might have forced feelings now, 30% through the last season, when absolutely nothing before that ever referenced of foreshadowed it, and with essentially no references to the Ball throughout the show (last direct one was in Naysaya and it was Tom throwing shade at Marco...), feels kinda jarring to me.

- This is a bit more of a personal note, but not entirely: Star and Marco enter a dance in their memories with the specific goal of “destroying their feelings”. One minute into spending time together having fun without any kind of distraction for the first time in forever, they literally fall in love. Not crush, love. The whole setup of the Severing Stone’s function literally confirms that. What kind of tension can Kellco and Tomstar deliver now that we know that Star and Marco can and will fall in love with each other if given a moment to truly think about nothing but each other and themselves? The endgame was kinda clear before as well, but now it has officially ruined any chance at making other ships feel worthwhile - beyond their value for the growth of the characters involved, obviously. I mean their intrinsic value as a ship / source of romantic drama.

THE GOOD

- Even if I’m not a fan of the timing, I can see a lot of potential in an arc revolving around the question “Are these feelings genuine? Is Marco/Star the person I truly love and want to be with?”. Now, obviously we know that the feeling were genuine and that the Curse didn’t force anything, so it’s not really the answer to the question that matters. What’s important is how they’re going to get to that: by having Star and Marco more or less directly tackle this question in a context where there is apparently no sadness and pain brought from unwanted feelings, some positivity can FINALLY be associated with Starco as a romantic relationship. Obviously we don’t know how things are going to play out now, but if both dorks are now convinced that they are only friends (something that didn’t happen at the same time since early S2) they can enjoy their relationship to its absolute fullest, and see along the way, together this time, that they both want more. I don’t know if one or both of them lied about not having feelings anymore, or if it’s placebo effect, or if the Severing Stone has some lingering after effects. What I know is that these two now feel like they can be completely comfortable around each other once again, while still having all the feelings of friendship that were the base for the romance once already,

and that the last time they had a moment to truly be together with each other and enjoy their feelings to their fullest, they fell in love, like love for real, certified by the Severing Stone taking that moment away as a price.

So yes, we all know the answer to this question already (articulated a bit better by the show’s composer in this post),

- Curse of the Blood Moon as an episode itself is far from being without merits: it opens with a wonderful display of one of the many sides that make Star and Marco’s relationship so adorable, with the duo having a secret cereal date at night without waking up Meteora; shows how in sync and how well they understand each other (yes, this was a set up for the scene but you can’t tell me it’s the curse’s fault, that’s bullshit); it literally had Marco tell us that he likes every single thing about Star and her personality (again, not the curse’s fault. That’s bullshit.), and the dance itself was utterly perfect and pristine and had Starco fun, Starco flirting, and Starco love all happening the moment they could focus on each other and forget about the rest. Also, while I’m not necessarily the biggest fan of Tom having achieved “good boy status” simply by getting slightly better with each episode instead of taking some affirmative action on the nature of his relationship with Star, I don’t mind seeing him helping his friends, at all. Sure, this can contributed to making him feel more “pathetic”, with scenes like the spat on the elevator apparently underlying a lack of compatibility between him and Star compared to her and Marco, as many other scenes before, and that’s the part I don’t particularly enjoy, but the overall journey he went through, that’s good. It should have featured more defining moments of change in my opinion, rather than a simple “little by little always better and gets points for trying”, but it’s still vastly preferable to a world where we can’t get some Tomco bromance moments, and this kind of relaxed situation, as infuriating as it can be at times, could potentially contribute to what I said in the first point, give Star and Marco the chance to understand what they feel for the other in a completely or almost completely positive way.

- This is connected to the first point and not necessarily an objectively good one on its own, more like something that further contributes to feeling like there’s potential for things to develop nicely from her on: the brunt of the romance in Starco fell on Marco for most of S3, at this point Star was less of an active player than him when it came to liking each other. But Star is the Main Main Character, we can’t have that happen. With this new turn of events, with things being “reset” into New Game +, the spotlight moves once again on Star and this time we can finally have the Main Main Character answer the question “do we love each other?”. Obviously Marco is surely going to have a role as well, he’s still a protagonist, but it’s Star’s story before anything else, and this “Free Will and Choices” arc can easily tie Eclipsa / ruling Mewni to Love, and strongly relate to the blonde (ex) princess.

- On the same note of “elements that makes one hopeful about the show’s potential but still don’t really confirm anything about what’s going to happen”, we have this quote from one of Adam’s interviews:

Adam describes Star as someone who is “all over the place” in terms of life as compared to Marco who unlike Star has yet to outwardly reveal his feelings. “But, she’s one of those people who so much stuff is going on for that she doesn’t necessarily, in my opinion, she doesn’t really have time for a romantic relationship. She’s too busy. She’s got a lot of things going on her plate,” he explains. “But, she’s one of those people who, in my opinion–I’m not saying this happens, I’m just saying this is why I like them–I feel like she’s going to be one of those people who is gonna stop one day and have a second to breathe and then dust is gonna settle and she’s gonna look and see through all the settling dust and fog that someone has been there with her the entire time and she’s gonna see Marco,”

and while there’s absolutely no way to confirm this, especially since everything Adam says is always nebulous PR talk that has to be taken with eighty grains of salt, looking at list of episode post-mid season finale suggests that this “dust settling down” might happen sooner than later, the second half(ish) of the season having way more episodes with titles suggesting either Earth things, or a generic downtime for the teens to focus a bit more on their own lives, and a little less of Eclipsa. Obviously there’s still necessarily going to be plot happening, but I can also see how they could be going (strong emphasis on the could) for a journey that allows Starco to finally happen in the series finale in an explosive way, with both Star and Marco being utterly sure that this is what they truly want, and that they love each other, not just like or crush.

Cornonation Doop-Doop / Britta’s Tacos Beach Day / Gone Baby Gone Sad Teen Hotline / Jannanigans Mama Star / Ready, Aim, Fire The Right Way / Here to Help Pizza Party / The Tavern at the End of the Multiverse Cleaved

To conclude and sum up, my greatest issues so far are with the way S4 handled romance and relationships in its first 7 episodes, rather than with the new arc Curse of the Blood Moon apparently set out, or with the idea that the show is almost certainly going for series finale Starco (still kinda hoping for just a little something before that though, with the finale being the true celebration of what they have). It’s not the show I’d have liked the most, but it’s still one that has all the potential, so far, to honor the kind of build up Starco had, and the amazing characters Star and Marco are. But this first third personally disappointed me in a number of ways, and it kinda hinders my ability to fully trust this potential to actually become the reality of a good execution. But “hinders” doesn’t mean I completely lost any hope, and there are certainly dozens of ways to properly pull this off. We’ll see.

#star vs the forces of evil #svtfoe #starco #seddm ramblings #svtfoe spoilers

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gay-purelove-and-also-a-swiftie · 6 years ago

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An Honest Talk

So, I just wanted to talk about something that's been on my mind lately. My blog is centered around love, how it feels to love and be loved, the feelings that come along with it, how two men can really fall in love. The idea of this blog came to me like 4 years ago when I came out to my parents. One of their "main points" of why I should "stop" being gay (like I could or should😂😂) was that gay men were known for only wanting sex, pleasure and done. I was so pissed off when they told me that, because I've seen true love between two guys before and yeah, the gay community is linked to a lot of sexual stuff. So I thought: wait a second, there's already a looot of porn blogs/pages/etc. out there, I want to make one that focuses on pure love.

I am not in anyway condemning sex or making it a taboo. I can't lie if I said I don't get horny 20 times a day haha (come on teenage hormones, you're not helping😂) or that I haven't done any sexual-related stuff with someone before, but my point is: that shouldn't be what you look for mainly in a person, that shouldn't be what defines with who you want to be with. In my case, I want to lose my virginity until I get married to my future boy (I know some people don't believe in the concept of virginity and that blah blah blah) I don't care, I want to save that for a special someone out there.

Many men say they're sad or feel lonely, but what can they expect with a one night stand and not having solid ground with someone. So again, my blog does not go against sex or any sexual interaction, I just think that it shouldn't be what makes up an entire relationship. I'm not trying to offend anyone, nor prove that I'm better than anyone else, or that I'm perfect (if someone is perfect that's God, because it sure isn't me haha) I just wanted to put this out there and I know it's a lot to read, but if you read 'till the end: thank you! Hope you guys have an amazing day, week, month, year(s).

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lilousmustaches · 7 years ago

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Mistaken/part 2

Warnings: None (i think)

Notes: I'm so glad that people liked this!!! It means a looot <3 I hope you like this, it's a little bit longer than the first part and SOOO fucking cliche lol

Summary: Robert Downey Jr finds out that his daughter is dating his co-worker.

Part 1

‘Can you come pick me up?’

‘Of course love, I was about to ask you that.’ Tom texted you back making you repress a smile and feel butterflies in your stomach. Tom made you feel like that with a simple text, a simple look or a simple touch. As cliche as it seemed, you’d never felt this way before. Well, he was your first boyfriend after all.

It's wasn't like you had never been with other guys before. You’d had flings, but Tom was the first serious relationship you ever had. And now looking back, it was worth the wait. Tom Hiddleston was a perfect gentleman and treated you like a princess. The only problem? The 10 year age gap between the two of you. Not that it stopped you, of course.

You were already waiting outside the dance academy you spent your evenings on when his familiar black car parked in front of you. Because you were in vacation while your dad was filming, you didn't have your car with you and honestly was not in the mood to call for your dad's driver. Tom opened the window and gave you a smile, making you return the gesture.

"Hello, my love." Tom said when you entered the car, giving you a long chaste kiss. "Had fun?"

"Yes! She rocks." You answered, talking about the Hip Hop expert whose class you’d taken today, and he started the car. "But I'm really tired." You continued, putting your tongue out and making him giggle.

"I guess I still owe you a massage for that day." He said with a mischievous smile and you blushed when you remembered what day he was talking about. "Oh! I bought us wine."

"You know I never refuse wine." You said happily. "But... Don't laugh at me! I was actually craving something else."

"Go ahead." He nodded, focused on the road.

"I would die for a McDonald's right now." You admitted and he started laughing, turning to look at you when he stopped at a red light. Tom shook his head in denial still with a smile, turning his body to get something from the backseat. And it was...

"Oh my god Tom!" You cried picking up the McDonald's bag, looking inside seeing fries and two hamburgers, hearing his laughter. "You're the best! I can't believe this! Thank you so much! How did you guess?"

"I shall never reveal my methods." He said mysteriously, making you roll your eyes, though the smile never left your face. "But you’ve got to admit that I'm awesome."

"You are."

When you two finally got into his trailer at the Avengers set, you ate and started to drink the wine, while talking, laughing and touching. You just loved those nights with him. You hadn’t been together for that long and it was just two weeks ago that he’d asked you if you wanted to be his girlfriend, and with both of your busy schedules, nights like this were unfortunately rare.

"It's getting harder to keep this a secret." Tom admitted with a sigh while caressing your back slowly. You were sitting on his lap with your face buried in his neck, both of you sitting on the sofa in his trailer.

"I know." You answered after a while, sighing too and finally moving away so you could face him.

"I just wish we could be like this everyday, darling... Without you having to lie to your father. I hate lying to him." He said sincerely and you nodded.

"Me too. I will try to talk to him as soon as possible, I promise. But he's so stressed right now with the new scenes and... You now how Mr. Robert Downey Jr. can get." You chuckled.

"We talked about this. If you want me to talk to him first..."

"No, I‘ll do it." You said firmly and Tom hesitantly nodded. You knew what he was thinking, that he was the wrong guy for you, dating his co-worker's daughter who happened to be 13 years younger. "But now... Can we please not talk about my dad while I'm sitting on your lap?"

"Your wish is my command." Tom said with that smile you loved so much, kissing you slowly, running his hands up and down your body. Suddenly he got up with you in his arms, making you yelp and he just smiled through the kiss, satisfied. Tom lied you in his bed, climbing on top of you and not breaking the kiss.

"You make go mad, babygirl..." He whispered in your ear sucking at your pulse making you arch your back. "Incredibly mad..."

xxXXxxXXxx

You woke up a little confused at first, but remembered you‘d spent the night with Tom and frowned when you found the other side of the bed empty. You yawned, putting your clothes back on and getting up, soon finding a little note on top of the table he had in the trailer.

‘Love,

I still had some scenes to finish today but maybe we can go to that restaurant I was talking about tonight? I found your phone in my car this morning, you must have forgotten there, I left it in the kitchen for you.

T.’

You smiled like a kid, feeling those already familiar butterflies in your stomach. You found your phone where he said it would be, and frowned when you saw ten missed calls from your dad, three from Chris Evans and two from Scarlett. Your heart was already beating fast. Had something happened?

"(Y/N) pick up the phone. NOW."

"Where are you? Why didn't you come back to the trailer today?"

"(Y/N) Downey, I swear if you keep ignoring me..."

You read your father's text confused because of the sudden overprotective attitude. What had happened?

"(Y/N) please pick up, it's important."

This was from Scarlett, which only made you get more confused and preoccupied. But nothing could prepare you for Evans' messages.

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry, but your father found out about you and Tom. He approached me and there was no way I could deny it. He‘s going crazy looking for you. I thought you should know."

"Fuck" You muttered out of breath, thinking of how screwed you and Tom were.

XxXxXxXxX

It didn't take Tom long to finish his scenes of the day, they were simple and fast. Putting the makeup on took some time, though, not that he minded it. He loved transforming into Loki, it was one of his favorite characters he’d ever played. Loki’s part really made his career take off, and had brought him amazing friends and... You. Just the thought of you was enough to make him smile. It was indeed funny how love appeared in the most unpredictable placês.

Tom was already free of makeup and in his normal clothes again when he remembered that he had to discuss something with Benedict. It didn't take long to find him rehearsing his lines close to the main set.

Tom started to laugh about something his long-term friend said, but frowned confusedly when he saw Robert Downey Jr. in the distance, a.k.a his father in law, looking straight at him with a murderous look on his face, and Tom Holland behind him with wide eyes.

This couldn't be a good sign.

"Tom? What is it?" Benedict asked confused when he saw his friends’ face, and turned back to check what Tom was watching. "Why is Robert looking at us like that?"

"I'm pretty sure he's looking at me." Hiddleston said already sensing something was incredibly wrong. Robert was walking fast towards them and involuntarily, he took a step back.

"And why is he... Oh." Something clicked in Benedict's head. "(Y/N)"

"Yep" Tom answered but couldn't stop looking at Robert who was getting closer. He just couldn't turn back and run, could he? Tom had always told himself that he wouldn’t shy away from the consequences of hiding his relationship with you from Robert, and he always thought that he wouldn't be afraid of your father whenever he did find out about it. They were friends, for fucks sake! But well... He’d lied.

How in the world had Robert discovered about his and (Y/N)'s relationship?

"I'm gonna kill you." Robert whispered, feeling the anger consume his body when he got close enough to Hiddleston and Cumberbatch. This time, by Tom's reaction he was sure. His little girl was dating the British ass.

"I can explain..." Hiddleston tried but was quickly interrupted by a punch square to his jaw, making him groan in pain.

"Oh shit!" Holland exclaimed.

"Robert!" Benedict screamed.

"I guess I deserved that." Tom said opening and closing his mouth trying to ease the pain.

"Dad!" You yelled finally when you finally reached them, with Mackie and Evans running after you. You’d bumped into them along the way, and they were instantly worried about you, running and looking for your father desperately as well. They decided to help you even after you cornered Evans about what he’d said to Robert. "What have you done?" You yelled at your dad.

"What have I- what have you done, (Y/N)! Dating someone twice your age!" Robert said yelling back at you, still not wanting to believe this.

"Robert, please, let's talk somewhere private." Tom begged seeing many people from the production gathering around, including Benedict and Holland, Chris Evans and Antony Mackie.

"Private? I guess you weren't thinking of 'private' when you let every fucking body in this studio know that you were dating my daughter." Robert yelled again feeling betrayed.

"I didn't know!" Holland exclaimed making you roll your eyes. "I thought we were friends (Y/N)?"

"Well, people call you 'Spoiler boy' for a reason" You argued. "Not the point right now."

"What do you want huh?" Your father asked Hiddleston trying to get closer to him again, but Benedict and Evans held him back. "Is it fame? Is this why you’re dating my daughter? For fame?"

"Dad!" You exclaimed surprised, not believing what he was suggesting. "Are you crazy? Tom is your friend, you know him better."

"I’ve never had a 'friend'* who sneaked into my little girl's bed while I was sleeping!" Robert exclaimed.

"Oh god Robert, please, just let me explain." Tom said already scared of where this conversation was going. He never thought this would go that bad.

"Explain Hiddleston. What do you want?" Robert repeated again, still being held by Ben and Chris.

"I don't want anything, for god's sake..."

"What do you want? Why are you dating her?" Robert yelled interrupting Tom one more time, making him lose his patience.

"Because I LOVE HER." Tom yelled with a red face making your eyes go wide. Pretty much everyone's reaction. "I love her, okay? It was a shock for me too. Do you think I chose to fall in love with (Y/N)? My co-worker's daughter? Who is also a lot younger than me? Well, I didn't. It happened, I wasn't expecting it, and it was a hell of a surprise to me too. But it happened." Tom explained saying the last words very patiently. "I can't explain why it happened, but it did. I know it's wrong, I know we should have told you sooner. And for that, I beg for forgiveness. But I won't apologize for falling in love with her, Robert, I just won't."

"Tom..." You whispered, amazed at what you’d just heard.

"I love you, (Y/N)." He admitted looking at you this time. "This isn’t the way you deserved to hear this. I'm sorry."

"Girl, you guys are really serious, aren't you?" Mackie said just as shocked as everyone else, breaking the ice.

"I guess we are." You said laughing, still shocked and suddenly on the edge of tears. "I lo-"

"Oh, okay!" Your dad interrupted before you could finish. "Let's talk in private."

Somehow Robert managed to convince your friends, and you, that it was safe to leave him alone with you and Tom. You three walked in silence to his main trailer.

"Dad...?" You tried hesitantly seeing that he was quiet since you entered the trailer. Robert sighed.

"I'm not that mad anymore." He struggled. "I'm sorry for the punch, by the way." Robert said gesturing towards Tom, making you exchange a confused look with your boyfriend.

"Understandable, it's fine." Tom said, putting the ice bag you’d retrieved for him on his jaw.

"It's just... At first, I thought it was Holland, I got mad but I decided he was a good guy for you, (Y/N). But then I found out you were dating another Tom, and it was him." Your dad continued pointing again at Hiddleston. "And... He's so much older than you, dear." Robert said looking at you. "And he is my friend, it's so weird."

"And that makes him a bad guy for me?" You asked seeing your dad remain silent. "Look... I know that the age gap can be a little shocking in the beginning, but dad, no one’s ever treated me so well. It's cliche and I understand how awkward this must be for you but... When you think about it, what's so wrong about that? What's so wrong about two people falling in love?"

The three of you stayed in silence for torturous minutes after your speech until Robert finally sighed.

"Well... I guess there is nothing more for me to do than accept it..." Robert said making your heart start jumping in anxiousness and happiness in your chest. "But! This doesn't mean that I like the idea, it will take a while for me to digest this information. You’re an adult (Y/N), you know what you are doing. And Tom, I really am sorry for the punch, but you deserved it." Your dad said shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal, making you giggle. "And please, don't go public until we finish shooting. I mean it."

"Of course, we weren't planning on it." Tom said nodding.

"I love you dad." You said smiling, feeling a wave of relief wash down your body as you got up to hug him, who returned it by wrapping both his arms around you.

"I love you too sweetie." He said kissing your forehead before breaking the hug and looking down, taking off his glasses to run his hand through his face tiredly. "Geez... Wait till Susan hears about this." He said referring to his wife. Although she was your stepmother, you’d always considered her to be your mom.

"Hm.... She already knows." You said with a guilty smile, making Robert look at you in surprise. "But this reminds me of something... don’t you two have an age gap of like... Nine years?"

"Shut up." Robert said quickly, pointing at the door to his trailer. "Now get out you two, I still have to read the new script."

"I will see you later." You screamed before pulling Tom to get out of there as fast as possible. You didn't stop walking until you were quite an acceptable distance away from your dad's trailers, and then you just looked at each other and started to laugh.

"Oh Tom, your jaw’s still red." You said still laughing but putting your hand carefully where it was bruised.

"I don't care." He said with a smile kissing the back of your hand that was caressing him. "I'm too happy to care. Now I can walk around the set and touch my girlfriend without having to worry about someone telling her scary dad about us."

"Did... Did you really mean what you said back there? That you love me?" You asked suddenly shy, watching him open a wide smile.

"Of course I did, love." He said nodding, putting both of his hands on the sides of your face. "Of course I did."

"I love you too, Tom." You admitted with a smile looking straight into those baby blue eyes. "Thank you for being so good to me."

"Anything to see you smile, princess." He said giving you a kiss. "Am I being too cliche?"

"A little bit, yeah." You laughed giving him another kiss. "But I'm too happy to care.”

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coming clean | lovie

lori tells evie a secret she’s kept for years

Lori knew it was pretty shitty and selfish of her to wait until after she and Evie hung out to tell her about her and Foster. It's just that she had never expected to have to talk about it, and now Evie was here, and she was pretty sure she and Foster would fall in love again, and she couldn't live like that. What if they got married and she had slept with Evie's husband and Evie never knew? What if she found out? She had to tell her. Which also meant she'd have to tell Fox, which she was bracing for. She was really upset with herself and her decisions, and part of her wanted to just not tell her, because what if she didn't want to be her friend anymore, but she knew she had to. She had asked if she could stop by Evie's place after work to have a cup of coffee and chat, but she was wishing she hadn't. She buzzed her buzzer, waiting outside. "It's me," she said.

Evie hadn't expected coming back to the city to go the way it had. She'd accidentally run into Foster and then she'd had a meal with him. It had been like kismet that they'd bumped into each other and had reconnected. Like they were drawn to each other. It was a silly thought, she knew, and she wasn't the girl who believed in fairytales anymore but it was something to think about. Being around Lori felt the same as it always had. They'd actually kept in touch over the years so fitting into each other's lives again had been so seamless. She really was her best friend. She'd be lost without her. She hit the buzzer to let Lori up into her loft, unlocking her door and going back to the teapot she'd started. "Hey!" she greeted when she heard the door open. "Want some tea?"

Lori felt so stressed and nervous and upset and it was all weighing on her a lot. She wished to death she could go back and time and change something but she couldn't. Evie would never forgive her for this. Maybe she was being dramatic, but she knew she wouldn't be able to forgive Evie if the roles had been reversed. She went up once she buzzed her in, pushing the door open. "Hey," she said with a small smile. She nodded a bit, walking over to sit at her table. "Yeah, that'd be nice," she said. She thought for a moment about how much she wanted to drag this out, and decided she didn't. "Hey, so like, I uh, I made a lot of bad decisions over the years, and I didn't always tell you about them. Like, I dated one of my professors for a little while. And I slept with a looot of people. And I'm, well, I'm kind of a mess," she said honestly. "And I need to tell you about one of my bad decisions from a few years ago."

Evie poured the water into the two mugs and added the tea bags. She brought them over to the little table she had and sat down. After passing one mug to Lori, she dunked her tea bag up and down a few times. There was something Lori wanted to say. She could tell. She just didn't know what to expect. "We all make bad decisions. It's part of growing up," she said kindly. "You don't have to tell me everything. I won't judge you. You're my best friend. If you're a mess, I'll put you back together," she smiled. "We've all made mistakes. Don't beat yourself up over them."

Lori really hoped Evie was being serious about that not judging her part. She dunked her tea bag a few times, trying to not have to say the words she was dreading. She looked up, meeting Evie's eyes and offering her an apologetic smile. "I slept with Foster. It was freshman year of college, and I was going through a really rough time, and I needed a ride, and I called everyone I knew and no one would answer, and finally I called Foster, and he came and he picked me up. And by the time he got me up to my room, I kissed him, and I either get angry or slutty when I'm drunk, and one thing lead to another. I woke up the next morning so overwhelmed with guilt, but I figured, what did it matter? You hadn't talked in ages, and you lived on the other side of the country, and it would never matter. But now here we are, and you're here, and you guys have that spark that you always had, let's be real, and I just. I felt like you deserved to know. I'm so sorry, Evie. I wish I hadn't done it," she said, trying not to cry as she looked between her tea and her friend.

Evie didn't know what to expect from Lori. What could be so terrible that she didn't want to tell her? They'd stuck together this long, what could possibly change their friendship? And then she said it. Her heart dropped. "Foster? You... slept with Foster." She repeated the words but they felt heavy on her tongue. It was hard to even focus on anything else she was saying because her eyes had started to sting with tears. It was stupid, they'd been broken up for three years at that point, but it was Foster. She was still longing for him at that point. "You didn't think it would matter? You felt guilty but you didn't think it would matter? It's Foster, Lori. He's my... We were... I loved him. You know I loved him." But he hadn't been hers at the time so she couldn't be mad, right? She was being ridiculous by being upset but her heart was aching. "You slept with Foster and you never would have told me if I hadn't moved back to New York. You were just going to keep this secret."

Lori ran her hands over her face for a moment, letting out a sigh. "It was a bad decision. I made a mistake. I was so drunk and he was so nice and I just wasn't thinking clearly. I'm so sorry, Evie. I never would've done something like that on purpose," she said, struggling to look at her. She felt so guilty. "I should've told you when it happened. I was so young and ashamed and embarrassed. I'm so sorry, Ev," she said, letting out a soft sigh. She was just waiting to get kicked out at this point.

Evie pushed her mug away from her and put her face in her hands. She took a deep breath, trying to process this. Lori slept with Foster. Her Foster. "I," she started but the words died in her throat. She had no right to be this upset. "Was he drunk too?" she asked finally. She wasn't even looking at her friend anymore. She knew she'd cry if she did and that felt stupid. "Did you have feelings for each other? Were you attracted to him? Is this why you two stayed close after I left?"

Lori shook her head at her question. "No, he wasn't," she said softly. She frowned at her questions and shook her head. "No, no no, no. I don't and never have had feelings for him. I'm not really attracted to him, either. We stayed close because we both really only had you, and then you left, and we became friends. We're just friends. I've probably slept with like twenty people. It really wasn't anything I did intentionally, I swear. I'm so sorry," she rambled on, just trying to fix it.

Evie didn't know how to feel about that answer at all. Her stomach was in knots and she pushed away from the table to stand up and pace. "I don't care that you've slept with twenty people. I care that you slept with Foster. You slept with my person. He was my person, Lori. I didn't move on for a long time. I didn't date again until college. I was still hung up on him. I'm." She stopped for a moment and just turned to look at Lori. "Why didn't you tell me when you were helping me find a job out here? Why didn't you tell me before I saw him again? Why did you have to sleep with Foster?"

Lori knew that and she felt horrible about it. She obviously never meant to hurt her. Evie was her best friend. "I know, I know. I'm so sorry. I swear, I didn't do it on purpose. I never would've done anything to hurt you," she promised. She shrugged, looking off to the side. She didn't know why she hadn't. In retrospect, Evie probably wouldn't have come, but she hadn't even really thought about it. "I don't know. I just didn't think to tell you. But then I got thinking, and if you got back together, I just, I wouldn't want to have never been honest with you. He's just the one who answered his phone that night," she said honestly.

Evie knew she didn't purposely try to hurt her by doing this but she had. She'd cut her deep. "But you did, Lori. You hurt me. This hurts me." She blinked away tears, feeling foolish. It had been years after they'd broken up but it had also taken years for Lori to confess. "Drunk or not, you chose to sleep with him knowing what he meant to me. And he knew what you meant to me. And you had sex anyway." She shook her head, turning away to take a deep breath. Lori sure had a lot of excuses but none of them really fixed anything. "I feel like an idiot."

Lori didn't really think there was anything she could say. Evie wasn't exactly on her mind at the time. She hadn't even thought of it until later. But the guilt was there. She should've told her right away, but she probably wouldn't have ever talked to her again. She maybe wouldn't ever talk to her again now. She pursed her lips, biting her lower lip a little. "I'm really sorry, Evie," she said again, letting out a soft sigh. "I'm gonna, I'm just gonna, I'm gonna leave. I'm really sorry."

Evie didn't know what else to say. She couldn't be mad, she knew that. She was just so hurt. It was so stupid of her. Foster didn't belong to her. "He's a safe place," she managed finally. "He's always been my safe place even when I was across the country. I was holding onto something so stupid and fragile. He's a safe place," she said again. "So, I. I'm glad he was a safe place for you too. I just really wish you'd found a different one." She looked at Lori one last time before turning away so she could leave.

Lori wished she'd handled her messes over the years in a better, more healthy way. She wished she hadn't slept with so many people, or with her friends, or with her friend's ex. She would undo a lot if she could, but she couldn't. "I'm so sorry, Evie," she said again, taking a deep breath. This went even worse than she had worried it would. She felt so bad.

Evie had really thoughts things would be better if she came to New York to start her life over. She was starting to think she'd been wrong and how stupid was that? Over a guy she dated nearly a decade ago? "Can you leave, please?" she asked slowly, trying to keep her composure. "I kind of want to be alone right now. Please." She needed to think this through.

Lori licked her lips and nodded. She was already about to go. She just felt so bad. "Yeah. I'm sorry," she said again. She stepped outside, letting out a sigh. She was so mad that she did this to herself.

Evie waited for the door to shut before going to sit on her bed. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down. She didn't know what to do with this information or what it meant.

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