#AND THEN when I'm done I'll see how I feel and maybe go to the cinema later!!!

[cheriladycl01]

Maybe a Pinot? - Pierre Gasly x Chef! Reader

Plot: There’s nothing more you love than cooking for your boyfriend, despite it being your day job

Warnings: Google Translate used, if i have Italian, French or Japanese readers please feel free to correct me in the comments or DM's!

"Do i have to cook us dinner again, babe its all i've done all weekend, today's my day off" you groan snuggling into him on the sofa. Today had been one of those days at work where you'd felt the heat, no pun intended.

It was a busy weekend afternoon shift that meant all kinds of people were coming to the restaurant you were working in. It was also an F1 weekend in Milan so it was very busy with lots of tourists and people on holiday so you were using all 6 of the languages you spoke throughout the night.

"Ah hello, how are you tonight" you smile at an English speaking family who'd come from the states. They had big grins and wanted an audience with the chef.

"You're the chef?" she asks looking over you. You smile with a small nod before she takes your doughy hand in hers.

"It was fabulous! Will you be here tomorrow, oh we want to come back and try more off the menu tomorrow!" she offers and your own grin widens.

"Amazing! Thank you guys and I'm glad you enjoyed it!" you nod before rushing off back into the kitchens.

Two hours later, two very rich Italian customers had come in, they were regulars in the restaurant and always asked for you to come out and serve their food.

"Grazie Mille, Y/N! Come sempre è spettacolare" They say speaking their usual Italian.

"C un onore cucinare per lei, signore!" you compliment, it was an pleasure to cook regardless of the customer but you'd always get satisfaction from regulars.

And then not even an hour later, Rosa one of the newer waitresses came running in looking rather flushed and embarrassed.

"Cosa c'è che non va, Rosa?" you ask the out of breath girl, concerned for her.

"Ci sono due clienti giapponesi, non posso prendere il loro ordine" she cries letting you know that she cannot communicate with the Japanese customers that just came in.

"I'll take the order!" you smile at her tapping her shoulder in a friendly manner before washing your hands and making your way out onto the dining floor.

You always loved coming out on the floor, you imagined it was how your boyfriend Pierre felt when he was walking through the paddock.

"Konnichi wa, watashi wa shev desu !" you introduce and they both look up at you in shock.

"Anata wa nihongo wa hanashi masu ka ?" the young girl asks making you nod, and crouch down leaning on the table.

"Hai watashi wa nihon de watashi no gijutsu wa manabi mashi ta" you explain that you'd actually studied in Japan learning to cook.

They ordered their food after you gave them your recommendations before a french couple called you over. You handed the pad to Rosa, asking her to call for you if they have any troubles.

"Bonjour comment ça va?" you offer to the three glaring French ladies.

"Votre uniforme est en désordre ! Pas professionnel !" she argues with a huff making you giggle a little, before poitning at your chef hat. She reddens as she realises whose she's insulted.

"Je suis désolé!" she apologises making you nod you head and let her know it's fine.

After that tiresome weekend, Pierre had the cheek to see if you were going to cook the pair of you dinner on a Monday night. That was definitely not happening.

"Please, your cooking is the best!" he demands with a groan, lazing against you on the sofa.

"Pierre! I've been on my feet all weekend, i don't even want to look in the kitchen right now!" you whine, looking down at him his face lifting off your chest to look at you.

"Wait, Yuki's coming tonight! We can force him to cook!" Pierre grins.

"Yuki's coming?" you exclaim sitting up looking round at the unkept house, showing that both you and you're boyfriend had had zero time over the race weekend to clean.

"Yeah, whats wrong with that? He always comes over!" Pierre asks and you nod.

"Yes he does but with notice, the house is a mess!" you cry looking around.

Pierre looked at you with an eyeroll, he looked at the house and didn't see anything wrong with it. Yeah there was a unfolded blanket on the armchair. Yes there was two coffee mugs that had been sat there sicne this morning but it was your home and you guys lived there ... there would be mess.

"It's Yuki, come on he basically lives here!" Pierre tries to reason.

"And you were going to try and force the poor boy to cook! You are a horrible person Pierre!" you cringe slapping his side before jumping up.

"Pierre!" you gasp as his arms come and wrap round your waist holding you still beside him.

"Don't go! Was so warm and comfy cuddling" he whines trying to pull you back on the sofa but you don't budge.

"No, need to clean Pierre!" you try and tell him, moving away starting to go around the living room. Pierre shortly joins you, not after a few grumbles of fake annoyance and pouts came from him.

After around an hour of you and Pierre cleaning up with music in the background a soft knock sounds of the living room door. Pierre kisses your forehead before running over to greet his friend.

"Hi!" Yuki grins, hugging Pierre before quickly getting off him and coming right for you. He pulls you into a huge hug before the yapping starts. Yuki was the biggest yapper you knew, once he started he wouldnt stop.

"So i wanted to try out this new dish, it looks so good and i think you did it at school and i was wondering if you'd help me. Obviously, you're probably so tired from working all weekend so we can do it a different time!"

"Yuki's its okay i'll help!" you smile softly but he shakes his head seeing how tired his eyes are.

"No no, let me and Pierre cook a meal for you. Promise it'll be good!" he says as he looks over at Pierre a grin on his face before he makes himself in your kitchen.

"Yuki! It's fine!" you run after him.

However, he didn't let up. Him and Pierre were in the kitchen, Yuki stealing your chef whites and starting up on a meal that he knew you'd appreciate.

"What wine does this call for Yuki!" you ask opening the cabinet where you stored it all.

"Mmmm white i think maybe a Pinot?" he says not looking over his shoulder as you go to your section of whites.

You guys talked about the race that had just been and the upcoming season. Yuki had cooked an incredible meal, with your boyfriend as his sous chef.

"Thank you for cooking guys!" you smile as you dig into the food.

"My best chef" Pierre grins looking over at you.

"Not me?" Yuki looks at him with an angry expression.

"Come on ..." he says as he gobbles the food him and Yuki prepared.

"It's your fault the food doesn't taste as good as it normally does, you are a horrible sous chef!" Yuki exclaims and you watch them both bicker as they also continue to eat the food prepared.

As exhausting as your job could be you wouldn't change the fact that it made you find people like these who you related too and bonded really well with.

This was your life and you were beyond satisfied.

y/user

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y/user: Yuki and Pierre cooked a meal for me after race weekend …

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pierregasly: if you get sick we blame it on Yuki 🧐

-> yukitsunoda0511: absolutely not!

-> y/user: Yuki’s food was incredible … yours on the other hand ✋🏻

-> pierregasly: OI 😡🤬

user1: wait Yuki looks so cute here!

user2: who is this girl?

user3: she’s like Pierre’s lowkey off the grid girlfriend 🥺 she’s a chef at a chain restaurant in Milan.

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[the-moon-files]

That would be really awesome actually. I'm pretty really stressed atm, so I guess we could try a guide reader au with the links (my only real preference is Hyrule, but I like p much all of them so Hyrule + two others of your choosing) essentially forcing me to take a break. That's one thing in really bad at and I think if one of the links was like "✒️ anon. Dude. Go to bed rn. I'll supervise you and make sure. Don't play w me." I would actually listen cause I don't have the body strength or the mental capacity to really fight back.

Dw I am taking breaks!! I just got done taking a long, long 100 question final and I feel incredibly sleepy. Trust that after I post this ask I will be going straight to bed. Whatever you end up coming up with I promise I will read when I'm awake and more alert :)

-✒️

Ended up seeing this probably a bit late but here ya go ✒️ anon!! Im not sure when ur time zones are so i hope its still useful <3

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You'd been running around the camp for hours

Ever since joining back up with your beloved heroes, in the flesh now, you'd gone back to some of your video game habits interestingly enough

Stockpiling supplies, having 2 of everything, constantly refilling health potions or related items, etc.

The behaviour was all too familiar for all the Links, except now luckily enough, they were finally there in person to get ahold of you about it

You swayed as your cape pooled around your feet, blinking away your dry eyes as you shakily go for picking more mushrooms

Looking up and around you spot a few more plants to stock up on, and make a plan for which spots to hit first, and how much to grab but still leave some behind because you're still figuring out if hyrule works like earth in that you need to leave some plant behind so itll regrow-

"Get up."

You frown, looking around in confusion as you slowly deduce who and where to look, a calloused brown hand is suudenly at your side where youre crouched

You blink sleepily confusedly at it before following the tunic clad arm up and up until the fluffy head of dark blonde/maybe light brown hair and round eyes and pointed ears

Hyrule huffs a sigh, his eyes crinkling at the corners with concern, but otherwise lookimg veru firm as he thrusts his hand at your again

"Come on, up. Come with me. We've been looking for you for a bit, I knew you'd be out here."

You wave him off, saying somethinf about the plants and mushrooms and stockpiling before you hear a second long drawn out sigh and all of a sudden youre beinf hoisted under the armpits up into a standing position by the strong hero

You yelp as you sway, the blood rushing to your head as the fairy hero keeps you steady,

Wrapping an arm around your shoulders securely, he steadily guides his own Guide back to civilization (camp)

Youre stifling a yawn as you cant help but lean into your travelers hold, the ache of your muscles and the drag your eyelids fighting you and yet luring you in

You complain (slurring) at Rulie as he hushes you and boops you on your rounded ear

"I'm glad to finally be able to reach you in person now, so I can stop you from doomsday prepping. Sometimes you seemed even a little anxious or panicked when you'd do this. Sometimes it was way too late for you to be awake and pushing it this hard. Yeah, my dream is finally fulfilled, I can drag you to bed"

Hyrule chuckles, his arm tensing across you weary shoulders to squeeze you gently, you give up protesting now, knowing a losing battle when you see one

Its as you two break the treeline into camp that you realize just how much your heroes cared about getting you back, pulling you away from work and laid down

You blink tiredly as Hyrule guides you at your own slow pace, observing the camp as you do

The fire is small, still crackling, and although many are not sleeping yet, every blonde elf has found something peaceful and quiet to do, all migrated to their sleeping bags or the ground

Twilight perks up as he either smells or spots you two, reaching beside him to seemingly adjust little things to your tent

Hylians may be able to sleep upside down, sunshine or rain, on top of rocks or moss, but you needed a tent and somr padding to get anywhere near comfortable enough to sleep

The past 3 days had been rough on you as well, no tent or padding able to be acquired until they got closer to a town,

So this was the first time youre seeing your new bed situation

"Come on, almost there. The captain got a tailor in town to help make your tent and bed. Don't worry about taking a night shift, there's plenty of us to do it instead. ...hope you don't mind, but my sleeping bags in there too, since you said you prefer sleeping next to somebody."

You're barely processing anything he's saying at this point, only leaning more and more into the warm steady side his arm's pressed you into as Twilight pulls at the tent flaps to let you in

You begin to shakily take off your shoes, using Hyrule as support as he widens his stance to better keep you up, tilting unexpectedly the other way just before someone shorter than you slips under youd other arm

You jolt with the new support, trying to get your tired body to respond faster as another slightly buffer arm braces your back and Hyrule pulls at you from the other side to help as well

Four is quiet as he silently supports you, before making sure your sleepy self is braced enough for him to lean right down and pull your remaining shoe off, you blink, mind still at you falling over rather than updating to the now as you slowly come to slur out a thank you and you didnt have to do thats

Before Four is making a hushing sound and working with Hyrule and Twilight to finally get you in the tent

You see him slip to the other side of the outside of the tent, fgiving a goodnight, Twilight smiling and biddin you goodnight from the opposite side as you wouldve stumbled in if it werent for Hyrule catching you

He helps you lower down ti your sleeping mat, as you mumbled embarassed apologizes, while he shushes you and literally helps you get under the covers

He's whispering at this point, sliding under his own covers as he stays on his side and facing you the entire time,

"Four and Twi are on night shift tonight, and theyre vantage point is right outside your tent, so you dont have to worry about anything. And Im right in here in case you need anything too."

You sleepily blink, eyelids feeling swollen with tiredness as you are barely able to tip your head to the side to look him back in his dark blue eyes

You whisper back "thank you rulie"

He smiles softly back at you as your eyes droop

Youre half asleep and think youre imagining it as you feel somethinf warm and soft against your forehead

You fall fast asleep to Twi's shuffling, Fours quiet sniffs as he falls asleep first, and Rulie's body heat pressed to your side

"Goodnight"

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Hope that wasnt too late, i didnt see ur ask until way later!! Wrote as i was running arounf to get to work lol

Have a good night and hope youre taking care of yourself after exams!!

Peace out,

🌙

[potatoplace]

if you feel inspired maybe 💜🩵 x reader with 💖 and maybe 💍 -🐰

A Funny Little Feeling

Feysand x Reader

Warnings: none!

💜🩵 Feysand 💖 fluff 💍 proposal

Notes: okay SO my inspo was those tiktoks where partners take their girlfriends out to get their nails done before they propose to them that night, and they tell them to dress nice, have nice stuff planned, and the girl suspects it the whole time but is still happy when it actually happens 🥹 CUTENESS also I'm so tired posting this lol I need to get to bed 😂 Request Post

18+ only pls

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All day, you had felt... an energy.

From the moment you woke, seeing Rhys and Feyre both smiling down at you, before acting like they'd been in the middle of getting out of bed, you'd had a funny feeling that something was going on with the two of them.

Your morning went normally enough, the three of you sharing a bath, then having breakfast at the kitchen island together. But when the two of them suddenly had the day off?

As High Lord and Lady?

You were suspicious.

The three of you went shopping, visiting all of your favorite stores. Which wouldn't normally be strange, as they were ones that Feyre enjoyed as well, but with only you buying anything?

They'd insisted on buying you a whole new outfit, complete with a new set of jewelry. And after that, Feyre had lead you to the nail salon, an even more suspicious action as you rarely had them painted.

And now here you were, being walked hand in hand with both of your partners along the Sidra after a lovely meal at your favorite restaurant. Feyre and Rhys had insisted on you wearing your new dress, heels, and jewelry, even a tiara picked from Feyre's personal collection.

You felt like a princess between the two of them, your heart completely at peace in this moment. No worries about your job, or any court matters that you were aware of.

No, right now was perfect.

There was a cluster of moon-lilies ahead, lit brightly under the gentle glow coming from above.

Feyre started walking faster, tugging you along and letting out a soft giggle when she stopped suddenly, causing you to bump into her.

Just like you had when you'd met them.

"Oops, I'm sorry darling," she said breathily as she turned around, absolutely breathtaking in the moonlight. "Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" You smiled softly at her as you nodded. "Good. Have I told you how much I love you tonight?"

You nodded again, this time with butterflies starting to flutter in your stomach.

"And have I told you how much I love you tonight?" Rhys asked as he wound his arms around your middle from behind, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

"Mhm," you hummed, leaning back against him. "I love both of you so much, did you know that?"

"We sure do," Feyre cooed as she closed in on your front, lacing her arms around Rhys's neck and caging you between them. "Did you know we love you so much we bought you something special?"

You cocked your head to the side slightly. What you were wearing?

A ring came into view, a silver band with an oval diamond, surrounded by small amethysts and blue diamonds.

The fluttering in your stomach grew stronger, your eyes flicking to Feyre's hopefully.

"We also have a very special question to ask you," Rhys said softly into your ear.

You were already nodding, not even waiting for them to formally ask you.

"Yes, yes, I'll marry you!" you cried happily, throwing your arms around Feyre and planting a kiss to her lips, before turning to repeat the actions with Rhys.

Both of them were grinning at you, still held between them. "Well, we had hoped maybe you'd like to tell our friends who are out at Rita's then head home for the night? To... Celebrate?" Feyre asked, giggling when you nodded right away.

"Yes, then those busybodies can discuss it between themselves, and we can have fun," you giggled, already pulling them towards Rita's.

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[bronx-bomber87]

Hello my wonderful Fandom and readers. :) I feel like I blinked and this season was done. When in reality we've had it for a little over five months with one break. How can five months feel so short and a hiatus feel so damn long? Speaking of hiatus's looks like we're in for our third one in a row that'll be lengthy. Unless you are new to the fandom then God Speed for your first one haha Just kidding. They aren't fun but we always get through them together. It is unreal though. We're waiting streaming show lengths of time between seasons.

To quote Tim in this episode. Back in my day it was a 4 month wait and we got 22 eps and couple long breaks LOL We haven't gotten that since s5 which is wild to think about. Feels like a lifetime ago. This is our new reality I suppose. Since the streaming numbers for both s6 and s7 were out of this world good. Which is amazing btw. So proud of this show. So because of that, they wanna capitalize on that continued success by doing the same for s8. No breaks and a long wait. S5 had amazing numbers as well but it didn't have a writers strike to delay it or alter it's course. I assume it'll be 18 again.

I knew that strike might change everything especially when they started the mid season idea for this s7. *sigh* Such is life fandom. We'll make it though. We always do. Since it'll be mid season my in-depth's will start later then the summer most likely. Since there isn't a rush. Gonna give myself 2-3 months to decompress from the season before I head into those. Like them to line up with the premiere. Maybe I'll get the itch to add to my master list and do them sooner. We shall see. But let us focus on this finale and get started.

7x18 The Good, the Bad and the Oscar

We start off with Lucy getting introduced to her new squad. When her new team says they're the 'Dream Team' something felt off. I wasn't sure what though. Then we roll into Lucy on shift. Taking ALL THE DAMN CALLS. She’s Lincoln-300 now. I don't hate it. No more 7-Adam call signs for her. For now anyways. I fully believe she won't be night shift forever. But that's neither here nor there right now.

That new call sign will take some getting used to for sure though. The night shift is so busy it's insane. Also full of BS calls. Not one ended with her needing any back up. Which is good considering her team is sleeping.....Lucy is noticing a pattern and asks for updated GPS on her team. They're all in one spot and haven't moved.

Did love hearing 'Sergeant on deck!" That's right baby she's a Sergeant. Lucy rolls up and chews them out before heading back to her car. What a crappy roll of the dice she got in a team. It'll be interesting to see how this develops in s8 for her. I would love to watch her whip this team into shape. Flex those new Sergeant skills of hers.

Poor Lucy is so sad and bummed when she arrives home. Saying it's 'Wine o Clock' for her LMAO. She’ll get this team in line I'm sure of it. Just growing pains at first. Always is when you get a team for the first time. Celina asks a "Roomie question.'" Wondering if Tim is going to be around more? Celina just assuming Tim is going to be over all the time now. That they need to work out water heater situation. baha I'm hoping they’ll mostly be at Tim’s when they reunite and not at Lucy’s as much tbh. I love how simplistic Celina's thinking is. She's a Sergeant. Tim is a Sergeant. No more obstacles. Problem solved.

Lucy does not view it that way though. Saying they had a lot of other problems. I mean yes that is true. That's why you originally broke up for sure. But the Tim Bradford before you now, Lucy, is someone who’s mostly healed, who is more open, and more at peace with himself than he’s ever been. Which is why they need to have that serious convo. Which leads us to Lucy's reply. Telling Celina they need to have a serious conversation before they do "Anything More."

Celina replying back 'Ok... Well what are you waiting for? *mic drop* Celina Juarez you are an absolute gem. Does crack me up how she backs up as she says it. Knowing a sleep deprived Lucy might take a swing at her. lol Thing is. Lucy has no answer for her. It's not Tim holding that particular train up Lucy. That man has been wanting to have this convo since 7x06.... You know her face it almost reminds me of when Tamara asked Lucy why she’s waiting with Tim in 5x12. The same Oh. huh…face.

Bestie time has arrived and I'm a happy girl. Angela giving Tim shit saying he could find the time of he wanted to. I mean.....She’s right babe…You could. I love her straight up 'That''s a lie.' Can't throw lame excuses down at Angela Lopez's feet. She’ll spot the holes in it instantly and won’t hesitate to call you out Timothy. It's why we love her as your best friend. Gotta love Celina and Angela in these opening scenes. Doing the Lord's work ladies. haha A giddy Chenford fandom thanks you for your service. Tim is still gun shy nonetheless. It's the same hesitation he’s had all year with respecting her boundaries.

She refuses to hear his BS though and makes him take action. Tim's ‘Of course I want to.’ my heart Fandom. He doesn’t want to pressure her. Wants to be respectful of what he did back in 6x06. Breaking her heart and being the one responsible for it. He carries the weight of that with him everywhere. Every day really. Which is amazing to see I will say. Even at the end of the season, it still means so much to see him take responsibility for what he put her through. The severity in which he treats it. Means everything to watch.

This kind of content was but a pipe dream when I was writing stuff up post 6x06. To watch it come to life on screen is so satisfying. His growth has been outstanding this year to say the least. I could write a novel on this man this season but I won't. For now...lol Angela is understanding but letting him know if he doesn’t go for it. He’s gonna break her heart all over again…They’re both stuck in a holding pattern. Angela is trying to nudge him into ending it. Like I said last episode. I was more than happy to watch Tim be the one to fight for her. Angela has ignited a flame in him and I'm not mad about it.

When Miles was all excited to tell Tim he's dating I felt the danger zone coming. I didn't know why but he felt far too chummy about this. They've come a long way since the premiere don't get me wrong. But this was SOOO out of line it actually pissed me off. I haven't felt annoyance towards Texas in a long time. This one didn't sit right with me. The blatant disrespect is what bothered me the most.

Will say Miles saying that was very Aaron of him in the worst way possible. What I mean to say is it was very bold of him. Like how Aaron was with Tim. The friggin balls to even say that though... He was definitely getting too comfy. It was giving me 5x07 vibes. Except, unlike Aaron, he’s completely in the wrong here. Aaron had a point he doesn’t. You’re lucky you’re not dead Jesus Christ Texas.

Tim rips him a damn new one though. Resetting their power dynamic real frigging quick. As he should. God it’s sexy as hell if you ask me. Holy shit. *fans self* You tell em babe! It’s one thing to joke around. It’s another to bring up Lucy and his relationship. Not only that but disrespect Tim in that same breath. What were you thinking Miles?

This was the biggest no no he’s done in quite awhile. That is still an open wound and you hurt him Miles. Also Tim is very on edge about his future with Lucy. This was the worst timing. Disappointed my dude. I have to say. If looks could kill Texas would be dead. That was not a good idea. I’m a little pissed for Tim myself. That’s my boy and you don’t say that kind of shit to him. He still has struggles with loving himself. This is poking at that IMO. Just because he's more of a healed person doesn't mean he's going to take this disrespect. Especially on a personal level.

Oooh he’s pissed. Just look at that unrelenting glare. Holy fuck, Miles you really stepped in it my dear. You can see the absolute regret stained on his face though. Knowing he's lost some of the ground he's gained over the last five eps or so. You can also see how he doesn't want to lose Tim's respect. Like a child who's been scolded and deeply regrets it. It's the final stare Tim throws his way that gives me chills. You really brought back some old school Tim with that comment. Deserved though my friend deserved.

I'm the same way as Tim as a leader in that regard. While I mostly lean towards Lucy and her empathetic approach I pull from Tim too. Respect is the top of my list as well. To insult that is to cut deeper than any other offense. Especially Tim who we all know regards honor and respect so very highly. I think it was good Miles got this knock back into place. He hasn't earned that spot in Tim's life yet and he needed to be reminded of such. You are not Lucy or Angela bub. That was never going to end well for you...

We return to Lucy struggling to find any kind of slumber during the day. So she opens her phone to text her person. But she is hesitant to actually send anything. Just like Angela did for Tim. Celina got the wheels moving in Lucy's head about TIm. Wanting to reach out for that talk but not finding the words. Gah them both opening their phones and wanting to text at the same time. My god damn heart.

You can see his thumbs shake wanting so badly to type something. The way he looks away and tries to gather the courage to text her. Eric’s out here killing the game again. Containing multitudes with a single expression. Just as he's about to text something friggin Miles interrupts it. Ugh. It is cute how he's trying to make amends with almonds Tim likes though.

Unfortunately for him Tim is not in the headspace to receive his amends. He looks so upset with himself that he didn’t text her. Breaking my heart. No one does emotions better than Eric holy shit. King of expressions. Breaking my heart with just a look. He’s being so transparent, not even Miles can miss it. Which is what prompts him asking if he needs a minute? Tim being in a gruff mood with him cuts him to the quick with this reply. You tried Texas lol

Can we just talk about how Tim lights up the moment he see's Lucy? Just look at that man the moment she steps off that elevator. Lucy smile at the ready for her the moment she see's him. That man is so love with her. It continously blows me away how transparent he is this year. Just straight puppy dog in front of others. How times have changed. How soft this man has become this season. I will never be over it.

I adore her asking what advice Tim gave first? So cute eyeing him while she says this. Jesus, the heart-eyes these two are throwing around as Lucy gives Miles advice is unreal. It's very cute though. Like they're reliving their first (and second "first") date. I cannot.

It's a mixture of heart eyes and little bit of eye sex. I'm in awe of these two. How can two people exude so much chemistry just looking at each other? Eric and Melissa are pure magic. We truly could not be luckier that we have these two manning this ship of ours. Makes me emotional in the best way.

Celina can blatantly see what they're throwing down. She is playing Cupid in this moment. Wanting them to connect and talk, since they're being subtle as a hammer in their flirty looks. God bless her for dragging Miles away. She's the real MVP this ep. We love you girl. haha

Tim is SOOO eager to spend some time with her. Look at him being the one to break the cycle. Asking her if she can hang out Wednesday? Wants to catch up with her. Her new team interrupts their nice moment though.

What I love is even though they get interrupted he make’s sure she can. Doesn't let it fall to wayside. He's determined to find some time with her. Not make excuses in doing do. *heart clutch* She tells him she is in. Then it is heart eye nation up in here. Population: two.

Watching Lucy be a bad ass Sergeant is quite delightful. So proud of our girl. I loved her rounding her troops up. Yelling at them to get their asses in gear. They hop right to it. No question and follow her immediately to aid Miles. Then after she's done that calls Miles as she leads the calvary toward him. Asking him where he is and giving him a game plan in the process.

Look at her go. BAMF mode has been activated. Giving me Metro-Tim vibes with how she led her team and Texas. Tim would be so damn proud of her Sergeant skills in this moment. I sure as hell am. She looked comfortable af at the helm like that. I hope this is the turn-around she needs for her team in s8.

There is so much to unpack in this final scene it's unreal Fandom. First off I have to gawk at this man in a blue henley and jeans. Your girl is drooling. A lot. That man in my fav color and a tight shirt? *fans self.* Feral Caitlin has been activated and happy to ogle. Lord have mercy, this man does things to me, and I’m completely here for it. The giving season has been very kind to me Tim-wise. *drinks ice water.* I'm a happy camper.

Second he’s making all her favorites. He clearly put so much thought into this morning of theirs. I'm sure Celina was more than amenable about letting him in early lol He for sure spent an exorbitant amount of money on this to impress his girl too. Like I said last episode he knows everything about her. There is no one who knows Lucy Chen better than Tim does. He can't help when it's anyone else but Lucy? He'll crush that all day long. Also what an incredibly thoughtful thing to do for her. To cook all her favorites. Like Lucy says below she won't have to cook for a week now. It's so sweet.

I said this in s5 and the early half of s6. That Tim is a 10/10 BF to Lucy. The man is so thoughtful in everything he does for her. In the gifts he gave her and ways he cherishes/supports her. In awe of how he takes care of her. He's so excited to take care of her in this way too. The perfect lead up to the convo he wants to have. Tim is radiating happiness from the moment she walks in. His Lucy smile never fades throughout the entire scene. That cute laugh of his with Lucy's joke made my heart skip a bit. He's so happy to be here sharing this moment with her. He's also a little proud of himself for knowing and presenting said favs. Good job love.

Honestly this is a taste of what her future could look like if you ask me. Coming home from a hard shift, and having Tim there to love and support her. To have food ready for them and to talk about their day. In this instance to talk about them. The beautiful thing is with post-therapy Tim he wants to tackle the hard convos now. Is thrilled to finally hash all of this out. I love him telling her to go relax while he takes care of their meal. It's so sweet I'm diabetic. Lucy's face is precious.

She's trying not to get too excited but it's obvious she is happy he is there taking care of her. Also continuously taken aback (in the best way) with this new open Tim she is seeing. Still leaves her reeling. Me too Luce. I love his nervous start. You can hear it in his voice. How he repeats himself a bit. Saying 'so' twice. Trying to gain his footing in this convo. Eric you kill me in the best way. Once he starts he's off to the races though. I'm so proud of him. Telling her he's been thinking the last few months. About everything that has gone down with them.

About whatever it is that they've been doing. Between the hook ups and the potential convos they'd have once she passed. I just adore him thinking on this so much. You know he has been mulling on this since 7x06 really. That's what kick started everything for him. Because it was Lucy who went for it in that moment. Not him. Which got his 'serious talk' brain going. Saying now that all that happened it's time for them to talk. And god that is accurate. We've been waiting for this moment all damn season.

I love this puppy of a man still respecting her with his next line. Saying he never assumed anything about their future. Wants to make sure she knows that. Oh Tim Bradford I love you so much. We hear Lucy give a faint 'Mm.' Which prompts Tim to keep going. Because now that he's started there is no stopping him. Which I love. This has been built up in him for months. He has been dying to have this convo with her. You can tell in his inflection during this portion. Tim saying all the things she’s been waiting to hear. Hell we’ve been waiting to hear too. Oh my lord. I seriously had dreams about a moment like this. There's a great line from 5x18 where Lucy says they're in a 'Beautiful place.'

Tim is in a beautiful place right now as a character and I'm so happy I could cry. Idk that anything has deeply hurt me as much as 6x06 did. It's been a very long time since a ship rocked me like that. I think the last time I was that deeply hurt by a show was my first ever show in Alias. My first ever ship. I won't go into why. Gonna date my ass with this but it was a finale in s2 that scarred my shipper heart for life. IFYKYK. Even twenty-two years later that scene when I re-watch that series still hurts. That'll be 6x06. for me with this show. My point being is it's what makes this scene so god damn cathartic to watch unfold. I was sure she was asleep by this point, but that didn’t make his growth any less satisfying to watch and listen to.

Hearing Tim say he knows the damage he did. He's known most of this year but to hear him openly tell her wrecks me in the best way possible. Telling her after a lot of therapy he finally knows why. Letting her know how effective it's been for him. He's hitting all the boxes for this convo. Letting her know he's been putting in the work. To fix what's been broken inside him. Once again just crying over here everyone, at him saying all this. That she can trust him when he says that he'll never hurt her like that again. He won't. I know he won't. Tim says her name then that line. I'm dead. I'm legit posting from the grave at this point. This scene had me reeling in the best way.

I love him speaking his piece and then getting adorably nervous about the next part. Saying if they were to get back together then they need to take the next step. I've thought this since before s7. I knew this was going to be the rebuild, redemption and next steps for them this season. That after all this growth there was no way just 'dating' was going to be enough. It needed to be headed somewhere serious. A place they were blasting towards before 6x05 happened to them. Moving in together. They basically lived together from the moment they started dating anyways. Only right when they reunite that's where they land. To pick up where they left off now that all this work and healing has occurred.

I love his sweet smile as he wrings his hands turning the corner. His gorgeous Lucy Smile radiating out of him. He's nervous but so very excited as he presents this idea. It reminds me of his giddy smile from 5x08 when he asked her out. Wanting to let her know he is ALL IN. Wants to give them a real shot. Tim wants to move in with her. This is HUGE. He wants this to be their next step if they reunite (They will don't worry) This man loves her so much and just poured out his entire heart for all of us to see. We know what future he wants with her. Also I wouldn't be opposed to having more of Tim's place with her moving in. That would be a glorious upside to it. Eric fought so hard for that set. It should be used like crazy. Can't think of a better purpose.

Also let's note how Lucy couldn't sleep the entire episode. Not a wink. Then she comes home to Tim taking care of her. Not only that but being the emotional support he's been all year. Building her up and being her steady anchor. He's her safe harbor again. Lucy felt safe in every aspect around him again. This scene reflects that with her falling asleep. This a huge win for us. When Tim said 'That was a good try.' It was an incredible try Tim. Incredible. The tender placing of the blanket and the sweet kiss on her head. I'm dead once again. His hopeful 'To be continued.' has me squeeing. This man isn't going to give up just because she fell asleep. We are headed to wonderful happy things in s8 I just know it.

Season Wrap-This season has been crazy good. It was a Wildcard in the best way. I legit didn't expect more than half the things that went down. I keep calling it the giving season because it truly was. And not just for my feral Tim needs lol Although those particular needs were well met. So many reasons i listed over the season and will again in my in-depth. Kudos to Eric for how he portrayed Tim this entire season. He has been masterful. Tim was still his usual grumpy self at his core BUT he changed. He was more emotionally open and gave advice. To NOLAN. To JOHN FRIGGIN NOLAN. Not only did he give advice he was actually happy to. And the kicker was it was on relationships. He used his failings with Lucy to help him.

It wasn't just Lucy he was soft with either. It was everyone around him. He was more emotionally available to everyone around him. It's why he and Miles ended up in the place they did in their dynamic. Also need to give Kudos to Melissa this year as well. She played the conflicted side of it so well this season. You could see her slowly melt from 7x01 on up. Mixed in with a deep hesitancy to let Tim all the way back in. Did this just by her body language alone and incredible facial expressions. She too was incredible at portraying that in Lucy this season. We are so very blessed with the leads we have for this couple Fandom. It's not a secret how much I loved this season. I can see why it was one of Eric's favorites. That was easy to see further we went.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little sad they weren't back together at the end of the finale. But I'm not mad about it. I know some may be upset about this and frustrated. I get it. I do. But to me this season was about rebuilding them from the ground up. The deeper we got the more I saw that vision. I commend the writers for their mature slow burn. It's what they needed to get from 6x06 to where this season ended.

There was an interview way way back. I can't remember when it was. I wanna say pre-7x06. It was with Lis and Melissa. Where Melissa was asked how we would feel at the end of the season for Chenford. She said the fans would feel like they were left hanging. And that has stuck in my brain all season long. I guessed there was a good chance we would have a cliffhanger alluding to a reunion. Which we got.

Now this will be a long hiatus. Very long. Won't have those bad asses above on our screen for awhile. But the future is crazy bright for them. I feel it. I mean he wants to live with her. He thinks that’s the next proper step. To have her move into HIS HOUSE. Have it be THEIR HOUSE. They could be a little patch work family with Kojo. This man is going to give it another 'try' and Lucy is going to say yes I know it. We're going to get our proper talk. This episode surrounded around Nolan and that's ok it should. He is the main character after all. So there wasn't a lot of time left for a proper scene after Tim's catharsis and pledge to never hurt her again.

We didn't have enough time for her reaction and such. Would've felt rushed. A friend and I were talking about how this ending was Alexi keeping us on the hook. (I mean I'm always on the hook for them lol)That all he has to do in s8 is reel us in LOL That's what's on the other side of this hiatus Fandom. Getting reeled in. We're gonna get there. I guarantee you. But for now yeah the wait sucks but I am beyond amped for s8. Gonna be amazing I promise. Till then I shall see you all in my reblogs I do of sets and when I eventually start up my master list in-depth additions later this year.

I'll post when I'm ready to start those up. Probably wont be early summer like I had planned with mid-season premiere and all. But I'll let you all know when they are coming. Thank you as always for the support I was given this year. The likes, comments (love these) and reblogs. You are the reason and fuel for why I do this. It's so much fun to do first thoughts and do the season together. No doubt I'll do this again for s8. :)

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Side notes

My Millennial brain exploded at Celina explaining dating terms to Miles. Like WHY lol WHY is this dating now?

'Back in my day we went to bars' LMFAO I love you Timothy Bradford. Never change my love. Not everyone meets the love of their life on the job sweets.

Love some Harper and John goodness I will say. They were a huge part of the reason I loved s2 so much. I've missed the good duos and ensembles and this year delivered with that.

Sure I’m supposed to care about Monica but I don’t....Sorry lol I would be more fascinated if it was Oscar they cut the deal with tbh. He's terrible but god damn if I don't love it every time he shows up. He is right up there with Rosalind. RIP.

Lastly proud of myself for dodging spoilers like a god damn ninja. It wasn't easy. So frustrating that the finale got leaked. After all the cast and crew did to keep this season locked down. Heard it was accidental while that may be true sure that person was wicked fired lol

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The one with the white feather

Angel Hongjoong x detective reader

Genres and warnings: angel Hongjoong, detective reader, crime scenes, blood, guns mentioned, minors dni, angst, mentions of death, somewhat happy ending, strangers to maybe lovers, mature language (if i missed something, feel free to correct me)

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A single white feather changes the course of your life.

"Good morning detective."

"Morning Yeosang, how's it going?"

"As you can see." The forensic inspector gestured around him. "It's been a messy day."

You scanned the area around Yeosang, noting how bloody it was. The person who died in the early morning hours was doomed from the second that the sharp knife touched her throat.

"I see... Do we have any details?"

"I've already spoken to the other detectives, we found her ID in her wallet. There doesn't appear to be anything stolen."

You hummed, nodding along to his story when you noticed something not far away from the woman's body.

A feather. One single white feather was next to her. Immaculate, despite the blood surrounding it.

"And what is that?"

Yeosang followed where you were pointing, shrugging his shoulders.

"It was there when we got here. It doesn't appear to have anything to do with the case. I mean, it's just a feather, I'm not sure what bird it's from, but it was just... There."

"You don't plan on picking it up?" You questioned, and Yeosang almost seemed offended.

"Hey, I thought we were past you doubting my skills. The feather isn't relevant, Y/N, but I'll pick it up. Don't worry."

Maybe he was right. You were known as the strict one in your department, but there was no need to doubt him. He's proven himself many times before, and you'd be devastated if your friendship took a blow because of work.

Just as you were about to respond, a flash of white somewhere behind him made you stop. It was fleeting, almost non-existent, but you saw it. Yeosang noticed your silence, trying to get your attention. You shook your head, gathering yourself again.

"Sorry, what? I don't know what's going on, this is just not my morning."

"Hey, I get it. Come, the others want to give you the details. I've got to finish up here."

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"I swear to God, if this case beats my ass I'm quitting."

"We both know you won't do that."

Namjoon, the head detective of your department commented off handedly, sipping on his lukewarm coffee.

"Yeah, I know I won't, but I'm just saying."

"You've said it many times before, and here we are. We both know you love this job more than anything."

You sighed, finishing the last sentence on your report.

The murder case from two days ago was in full investigation, but you didn't have a single clue about what happened. The crime scene was basically spotless, if you count out the amount of blood.

One thing that kept you awake at night was the singular feather found next to the body. It was unusual, and you pestered Yeosang to test it.

No dna was found, it was from an unfamiliar species, and there was nothing tying it to the woman.

Your fellow detectives, as well as Namjoon, told you it was pointless to dwell on it, but you couldn't stop.

The other thing on your mind was the figure that appeared fleetingly in front of you. Yeosang told you it was your lack of sleep that jumbled your mind, but you knew what you saw.

Well, you didn't exactly, but there was something.

"Okay, I'm done. I need to get out of this office before I fall asleep on my desk. Again."

The head detective chuckled, shooing you away.

"Off you go. I need my best employee to be well rested. Lots of bad guys to catch."

"You're funny, you know? Bye now."

Waving to the other officers still in the office, you made your way outside to your car.

With a heavy sigh, you turned on the engine and made your way home. You lived in a small house in the outskirts of town, and you loved it.

There was no noise, no neighbours, no distractions. It was pure heaven for you, but the road towards your house was a little creepy. You had to get past a wooded area, and sometimes the paranoia from your job got to you.

Tonight was one of those nights, where everything seemed suspicious to you. Fortunately, there was no traffic, and you were almost out of the woods when you noticed him.

There, in the middle of the road, stood a man dressed in white. He wasn't moving, no. He was staring straight at your car.

"Come on now, move along." You whispered, tightening your grip on the steering wheel.

The man gave no sign of moving, staying rooted in his spot.

"Oh for the love of... Hey! Move it!" You yelled out of your window, but to no avail. Your car came to a stop, almost too close to the person.

Now you got a better look at him, and he was surprisingly handsome. His hair was blonde, almost white, and his clothes were pristine.

"Are you deaf? You have to get off the street."

The man's expression changed from stoic to amazed in a second. He opened his mouth, and his voice was as angelic as his face.

"You... You can see me? You can really see me?"

"Of course? You're standing in the middle of the road! Everybody can see you!"

He shook his head, quickly approaching your side. You instinctively reached for the gun in your holster, but he only gripped the glass of the window, his smile never faltering.

"I knew you noticed me back then! Oh wow... You really are special."

"What the hell? Okay, either you move or I get out of the car and make you."

At this point you were bluffing a bit, hoping the stranger would just go his way. The situation was getting too weird, even for a crime investigator like you.

As if he realised he was doing something wrong, the man panicked, mouth going slack.

"Oh no. No, no, no."

Sensing his distress, you tried going at him with a softer approach.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"No, no. I gotta go. It was so lovely meeting you finally, and I'm sorry you won't remember me."

Your confused expression made him even more sad.

"What?"

"Goodbye, Y/N."

"Wait, how do you know my-"

In a flash, the man was gone, and you were in a daze. After shaking your head, it was like everything went back to normal.

Funny, you could have sworn you just talked to somebody.

Oh well, maybe the stress was finally getting to you.

"I need a drink. Or maybe six."

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There was this creepy feeling following you the whole next day. As if you were meant to remember something, but you just couldn't. The case you were working on wasn't making it any easier.

"This is starting to become ridiculous." You muttered, sifting through the papers.

"No leads?" San, a fellow detective, asked while passing you a cup of hot coffee.

"None. It's like someone put her there and just vanished."

San sighed, looking over your shoulder at the documents. There was Yeosang's forensic report, which gave you the cause of death, but other than that, nothing.

"The motherfucker is skilled. Maybe he's done this before?" He asked, making you wonder as well.

Suddenly, as if you were possessed, you reached for a pen and found a piece of paper at the bottom of the pile.

There, you circled one word.

"Brother?" San questioned, his eyebrows scrunching up.

"Yeah?" You replied, almost in a daze.

Then, it came to you.

"Her brother! Of course! Their grandfather died recently, and the family business was inherited by her."

"But wasn't he at a hotel or something? We have the receptionist's statement."

You let out a forced laugh, glancing up at San.

"The man is known for bribing people, you don't think he could have done it to that poor man working minimum wage as well?"

"Good thinking. Want to pay him a visit?"

Standing up and gathering your things, you smiled at San.

"Hell yes."

"Let me go get my things."

Before he walked out, he stopped at the doorway.

"Hey, Y/N? How did you know?"

"What?" You asked, confused.

"Well, you just... Went for it? Was it a feeling?"

You stood there, now realizing what happened in the last few minutes.

"I don't... I don't know, to be honest."

San nodded, shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh well... You have killer intuition."

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"I knew you'd get it."

"Did you now?" You chuckled, clinking your glass against Yeosang's.

"Of course! You're the best detective I've ever met! And I'm not biased because you're my friend, I'm just stating the facts."

There were moments in life where you were thankful to have Yeosang as your friend, and this was one of them.

You successfully closed the case after confronting the victim's brother. The receptionist was easy to crack, and everything went smoothly afterwards. There was just one thing bugging you.

"It's a shame we don't know anything about the feather."

"What feather?"

Your hand stopped midway while lifting your drink, and you looked at Yeosang wide-eyed. His expression was the epitome of confusion.

"What do you mean 'what feather'? The one we found, completely unrelated to the case?"

"Y/N, I'm sorry, but there was nothing except for blood. You were there, you know that."

Silence fell over you, and your brain couldn't accept what he was saying. Was he messing with you?

Sensing your unease, he reached over to place your glass back on the table.

"Maybe you've had too much whiskey."

"This is my second glass."

"Yeah, well, maybe you're just too tired. Why don't I take you home now?"

You nodded, seemingly in a daze again. Yeosang led you out the bar and into his car, helping you buckle up. The ride home was quiet, with him trying to take your mind off the last conversation.

"And here we are. Get some sleep, okay? We'll talk tomorrow."

"Yeah... Yeah, I'll do that. Thank you, Sangie."

Without a second thought, you reached over to place a kiss on his cheek, exiting the car afterwards.

The image of the feather flashed in your mind again, and you couldn't stop thinking about it. You didn't even notice yourself unlocking your door and taking off your shoes.

Maybe you'd have been in a daze until you reached your bedroom, if it weren't for the fact that a man was standing in your living room.

"You're home!"

"What the hell?!"

Reaching for your waist, you pulled out your little handgun and pointed it at the stranger. His eyes widened, hands immediately going in the air.

"Hey now, why would you do that? I know you don't remember me, but there's no need to get so violent."

Your hands started shaking. Where have you seen him before? He was so eerily familiar.

That's when you noticed the white feathers scattered around the floor.

The same as the one heavy on your mind.

"Who are you? How did you get inside?" You asked, taking a few steps forward. The man still hasn't moved, but he now put his hands down.

"I'm Hongjoong. You don't know me as well as I know you, but I've been around for some time."

"Okay, Hongjoong. How exactly do you know me?"

He smiled. "Easy, I'm your guardian angel. I mean, I'm an angel, period, but I've come to like you a bit too much."

You gasped. "Are you on drugs? You definitely are, there's no way a sane person would say these things!"

"You don't believe me? Fine, I expected it."

Without another word, Hongjoong turned his back to you and spread out his arms.

That's when a pair of snow white wings sprang from his shoulders, knocking over a lamp on your coffee table.

"See? Don't they look cool?"

There wasn't one single credible explanation for what you were seeing, so you just... Sat down on the floor. Your gun was still clutched tightly in your hands, not yet ready to let your guard down. Hongjoong's eyes widened, a panicked expression taking over.

"Oh heavens! Are you okay? I can help you if you let me."

"N-No, no. Just... Stay where you are."

He surprisingly listened to you, staying rooted in his spot. His wings were still present, the white feathers shining in the dim light of your living room lamp.

"So... Angel?" You asked, knowing how ridiculous it sounded.

"Yep. I'm not really your guardian, but I took it upon myself to watch over you."

"Why is that?"

He sighed, sitting down on the floor a few feet from you.

"Well... I was once present to guide an unfortunate person to heaven. I saw you then, and I don't know... We can sense when people are in trouble, and you seem like a magnet for it. Part of the job, I suppose."

"Tell me about it." You huffed.

"After bumping into you again a second time, I decided to linger around. Why do you think you feel so safe when going home? I calm you down."

Your eyebrows scrunched up, wondering what we meant. It came to you then. Sometimes when you drive home, you feel like someone wrapped a blanket around your shoulders. It's fleeting, but it calms your nerves.

"That's you? I thought I was imagining it."

"All me." Hongjoong smiled, shrugging his shoulders.

"But why are you here? Last time... Wait."

You realized then. "I saw you! On the road! It was you!"

"Yes, it was. I had to erase it from your memory, it's forbidden for angels to show themselves around humans."

"What about now? You're still here, I'm looking at you."

He smiled, albeit a bit sad.

"I know that as well. I thought it wouldn't come to this, but... Once you see my feather, your fate has been sealed."

It's when you realize what he meant that it really hit you.

"I'm going to die, aren't I?"

Hongjoong only nodded. Silence overcame you again.

There was an angel in your house, telling you your death was close. This wasn't the evening you wanted to have, not in the slightest.

"So, how's that going to go? Are you here to, I don't know, help me?" You asked finally, looking straight into his eyes.

"I can't tell you that, but I promise I'll be there. I'm not planning on leaving you hanging. Besides, it will be nice to have a friend to teach you the ropes once you get here. Sorry, that might have been a bit insensitive."

"You think? Holy hell, I can't believe this."

You placed the gun back into your holster, standing up and walking into your kitchen. Hongjoong trailed after you, eager to have your attention.

"It's nice where I'm from, you know? I have a lot of friends, you'll get along just fine. And we've already decided what your job will be. Let me tell you, they don't let just anybody rank this high from the start."

"Will you please stop talking about my death like it's nothing?! I'm trying so hard not to have a breakdown right now, but you're not helping!" You yelled finally, your emotions taking over.

Hongjoong nodded, looking sad again. It kind of made you feel bad. He was clearly here to help you, and yeah it sucked to hear those things from him, but at least you won't be alone.

You knew your job came with a lot of risk, and that you'd end up hurt in action. It never occurred to you that you might... Die.

"I'm sorry, Hongjoong. I know you mean well, but it's a lot to take. I'm basically going to live the rest of however long my life is in fear. You really can't tell me when it will happen?"

He shook his head, taking a seat on a stool by the kitchen island.

"No, I'm not allowed. The only thing I can say... And I'm doing this because I really like you, is that you will die doing what you love, all the while protecting important people in your life. It's just who you are."

Well, that kind of made you a bit more relaxed. At least you know it is work related. That kind of made sense.

"And you'll be there?"

"Of course. I won't let you do this alone. You may not know me that well, yet, but I do know you."

You snorted a laugh, busying yourself with making some tea for the both of you. Do angels even drink tea?

"Oh really? What's my favourite colour?"

"Easy, red. You mostly wear black, but the few pieces you wear out are always red. Your nails are red, when you take the time to paint them."

You huffed. "Okay, that wasn't a tough question. Hmm... What's my least favourite movie and why?"

He stayed silent for a moment, and you thought you won, but he surprised you again.

"Twilight. The second one especially. You watch it when you want to laugh, because you always make fun of the acting. And you find it really cringe. However, you watch it when you feel down. It gives you a reason to laugh."

"Hongjoong..."

You handed him a cup, and when he reached over to take it, your fingers brushed. The touch was brief, but it sent a shock through your whole body. It was like a sting, but a pleasant one. He smiled afterwards, nodding like it confirmed something he thought about.

"What was that?" You whispered, too stunned to speak.

"Something... Magical. I know you felt it, you wouldn't be looking like that if you didn't. But that's not something you have to worry about now. Do you have any more questions? I'll try to answer them if I can."

It dawned on you suddenly.

"Oh God! Yeosang! I don't talk to my parents, I didn't even think about them, but him! He'll be devastated."

"He'll be fine. Believe me. He'll be sad, but somebody will be his shoulder to cry on. Maybe you even know it yourself." A knowing smile formed on his face, and you nodded enthusiastically.

"San? Oh my... Does it take me dying for them to finally confess to each other? A bunch of whimps."

Hongjoong chuckled, and you couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"At least something good will come from it."

He stopped, standing up to approach you.

"Y/N... I'm really sorry for barging in on you like this. It wasn't my intention. I just... You were always so close, but so far away at the same time. Don't hold it against me."

You looked at him, noting how sincere he sounded. It was like it pained him to be away from you, but it didn't make it easier that you had to die soon.

"I... I can't really think right now, I'm still in shock, but... It will be nice to have someone next to me. You know, once I pass. Maybe you're just the thing I needed."

His hand was on the island, and you couldn't help but reach for it again. Your fingers touched, the sparks going up your arm. Neither of you moved, and you just let the feeling sink in.

"It's... Strange. How I don't feel as scared as I thought I would."

"I'm here. I'm here to make it all easier. I will be next to you, as long as you let me."

Your eyes met again, and this time you smiled, the unease gone.

"I think I'll keep you for a while."

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No Longer Mine, part 5

A/N: Me and my very consistent posting schedule thank you for you patience lol. Part 1 here, part 2 here, part 3 here and part 4 here

Gojo wasn't sure how to react to your hand on his arm. Was he supposed to shake it off? Or maybe, he could use it to his advantage. If it angered Ava, she might slip up and reveal something she didn't mean to. So Gojo placed his hand on top of yours and gave you a smile.

"I'm fine, thank you for worrying about me" he said as you took your hand back.

"No problem?" you said, raising a brow with a bit of a surprised look on your face.

You were a bit puzzled by Gojo's reaction, but you quickly caught onto what he was trying to do, so you decided to play along.

"You're just throwing yourself at him, aren't you? You cheap slut. Don't you get it, he doesn't want you anymore, he has me now" Ava said venomously.

Gojo was flabbergasted by this woman's delusional belief in her relationship with him. As if he would ever stay with her after she hurt you. It was as if she believed she hadn't done anything wrong.

"I don't really care what you think of me. I just want to ask, why? Obviously, you never had a chance with him while I was around, but why not just kill me? Wouldn't that have been easier?" you asked, taking Gojo's hand in yours to try to rile her up.

Again, you touching him made him freeze for just a second. Your hand felt so familiar in his, it was a bit rougher than it was almost five years ago. What had you gone through during your missing time? Did you even know yourself? Even if you did, would you ever tell him?

"Don't touch him!" Ava screeched, straining against her bindings.

She struggled for a moment, before stopping and looking at you with that same hatred in her eyes as when you'd first entered the room.

"You were supposed to die, but the guy I hired, apparently didn't feel like following my instructions. Who knows what he did to you during those four years you were gone. You still don't have any memories of that time, do you?" she smirked maliciously.

You almost let go of Gojo's hand and took a step back in shock at what she was implying, but he held onto you, not letting you waver. Something had certainly happened to you during your missing time, after you woke up in the hospital, you noticed you had a lot more scars than before. Someone had done something to you, and the only clues you had were the vague nightmares you suffered from and the scars covering your body. Did she know? Did she know who had taken four years of your life and what they had done with it?

"Tell me what happened to me" you said with a quiet but clear voice.

"I'll tell you, if you get your filthy hands off my fiancé" she demanded.

You looked at Gojo, and even though it pained him, he let go of your hand.

"Good… I don't actually know what happened to you after that guy took you, I was under the impression he killed you as we agreed. I thought you burned with the house. When you showed up half a year ago it was just as much of a surprise for me as it was for everyone else" she scoffed.

"But you did organize it? You paid some guy to burn down our home and kill (Name), but he took them instead, and did god knows what to them for four years?!" Gojo seethed.

You looked at him again, and he looked enraged. Gojo had balled his hands into fists, and you could see and hear him breathing heavily.

"Okay, okay, you're taking a break" you said, stepping between Gojo and Ava. "Out" you commanded, but Gojo didn't budge.

You placed your hand on his chest, which finally got him peel his eyes off of Ava. "Out of the room, now" you hissed and pushed him back a bit.

Gojo turned on his heels, and left the detention room, leaving you and Ava alone. He saw you disappear behind the door as it closed, was it really a good idea for you to be left alone with her? Gojo resisted the urge to hit the wall next to him as he leaned against it and slumped down to the floor. He was just so angry. Was this his fault? Had he somehow enticed Ava, caused her to do all of this? Were the horrors you had gone through his fault? He just couldn't get the idea out of his head. Gojo wasn't used to spiraling like this.

He could hear your voice from inside the detention cell, but he couldn't make out what you were saying.

"You're seriously unwell if you think Gojo would ever take you back after what you did" you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose, trying to stay calm.

"He loves me, and you were getting in the way of our relationship, he'll understand" Ava stated, like it justified everything she had done.

"You're delusional. Gojo is a good person, he would never continue being with someone like you after he knows what you've done"

You were quite sure there was nothing you could say to her that would make her understand she was wrong. She was so sure she had done nothing wrong, that you were the bad guy, because you had gotten in her way. She didn't know anything about your missing time, so you were still mostly left without answers.

"I came here, wanting to kick your head in for what you did to me, but now I mostly just feel pity for you. Enjoy the rest of your life, or what little you have left of it anyway" you said, before turning away and leaving the room.

The door shut behind you, and you could feel this wave of frustration overtaking you, as you hit the wall in front of you. You still didn't have answers, you still didn't know why you were plagued with nightmares or where the scars on your body had come from.

"Did she say something that upset you?" Gojo asked, getting up from the floor.

"It's more like what she didn't say. She doesn't know anything about my missing time" you sniffled.

"What if you never find out? What then?" Gojo asked, standing too close to you again, looking you in the eyes intensely.

"I don't know" you said, taking a small step back to put at least a little bit of distance between yourself and him.

"Is it really so unbearable for you to be close to me?" the words fell out of his mouth before he could think.

"I don't know… I don't blame you for what happened, but… we're not together anymore, I'm with Kento now and-"

"You could leave him" Gojo interrupted.

"No, he's good to me, and I love him. I've moved on" you shook your head

"You loved me too… once" Gojo said, his voice heavy with sadness.

"I still do, in some way, but I can't be with you anymore…" you were fiddling with your sleeve, looking down at the floor.

Finally, hearing you say that, broke his heart. In some corner of his mind, he had held out hope, ever since he saw you in that hospital bed. He had held out hope that the two of you would be together again. Now that you had made it clear there was no chance of that, he felt broken, as if he had lost you all over again, and in a way he had. You weren't dead, but you were out of his reach, probably forever.

"I need to go" you muttered and rushed past Gojo, leaving him just standing there, alone.

Leaving Gojo alone with Ava might not have been the smartest move, but you couldn't stay. You didn't want to look at him, you didn't want to hear the pain in his voice. You knew he was in pain, but you left him alone anyway. Sometimes you had to protect your own peace. His feelings weren't your responsibility, you weren't responsible if he did something stupid. Some little part of you hoped he would rip her apart, but you also didn't want him to do that, you knew he would regret it if he did. He had loved her too, and it wasn't so easy to get rid of those kinds of feelings, you were well aware of that.

[moon-fics]

I NEED AGNSTY VIGILANTE 🤲🏾

A/n: I love angst. It's my life and soul. I gift you, my first angsty Vigilante fanfic of the year.

Summary: Can you really call this relationship a routine? Or is it insanity?

You don't even have to look anymore, as your hands guide the gauze over his bleeding bicep. You've done this before in multiple ways on almost every part of him. Tonight is the third night in a row where he's been cut during patrol. On a Tuesday night, when most couples are cuddling up or going to bed, you are cleaning his wounds on the couch.

You can't really get mad without having to point the finger at yourself. He told you this would happen before asking you out. He went into great detail on what his life is like. You just didn't want to believe him. Maybe you just didn't want to lose him.

"And then I met up with Chr- I mean Peacemaker!" Adrian says excitedly. He moves his arm slightly and nearly forces you to start over. You're not even listening, and you know you should be. Your wonderful boyfriend is telling you about his day, but you're stuck on how bad yours was.

"That's great." You say in a monotone voice. You hope it's enough to keep him talking so he doesn't get up before you're done.

You finish his arm and rip the bandage with your teeth. You tie it just a bit tighter than usual, and Adrian catches onto it. He might not be the best with cues, but he certainly knows yours.

"Did something happen?" He asks innocently. You don't have the heart to tell him you've been feeling neglected or how you no longer feel the spark. "Do I need to go hit someone? I will go back out and hit them. They'll never see it coming." He presses for answers.

"No, no one needs to be hit," You assure him. He's shirtless on your couch, and you should be all over him. You want to hold him and fall asleep on top of him. Yet, you know he'd ignore the pain in his body. You'd be up all night wondering if you're crushing a bruised rib. "I'm just lost in thought." You finally answer.

He frowns at your response because a part of him knows you're lying. He's not as oblivious as some people assume; he can tell when people are upset or mad.

You place a hand on his shoulder and feel how soft his skin is. There are scars littered across his bare chest, and you can remember dressing most of them. You sigh because that's all you can do right now.

"Ok, well, if I'm all set, we can watch 'Fargo'!" He stands from the couch to grab the remote. You can't explain why you feel your stomach sink at that idea. Another night of watching "Fargo".

"I'm actually going to go to bed," You say. You fake a yawn before crawling off the couch. The stare Adrian gives you is enough to tell you he's not buying it. His lips are slightly parted, and his brows are pressed down. "I'll watch it with you tomorrow night." You suggest with a half-assed smile.

"Are you mad at me?" His question cuts through you. You weren't expecting him to even ask. You aren't sure if you should answer. You open your mouth to deliver a comforting response. To tell him you aren't mad, but he stops you. "Please, don't lie."

"I'm just tired of this," You say while gesturing in the general area. It's a terrible answer, and you cringe at it. "I'm tired of the same routine." You admit.

"I wouldn't really call this a routine. Even if it was, aren't routines good?" He shrugs. His hands fidget together nervously. His weight is leaning onto one leg while the other bends. "I thought everything was ok." He says.

It was ok for a few months. You were happy to be with him and to see his vulnerable side. Now, you aren't so sure you saw the bigger picture. You have him, but you also get him in small moments where he's injured for most of them.

"I just feel like I barely see you, and when I do, you're either bleeding out or running out to see Chris." You try to keep your voice level. Your throat feels tight and sore. It hurts to breathe and to speak because you can feel the tears threatening to form. "I just want to go on a date or to feel like an actual couple."

"I can take you on a date," He perks up. You want to believe him, truly you do. The last time you planned a date, it was cancelled because he got stabbed in the shoulder the night before. The time before that, the date went terribly because he was too busy scouring for potential threats. The only time a date went well was when you both cooked together and stayed in.

"Adrian, you are covered in cuts and bruises. If we go out, someone will notice or you'll be in pain," You point out.

Deep inside you, you can feel a ripping sensation. Like when someone tears up a paper or a letter. It's piece by piece and slow. You stare at Adrian, and it feels like he's the paper. You're ripping him up.

"I just don't know if I can keep doing this. It feels like insanity," Your voice cracks. Hearing it is enough for the tears to flood your eyes. To hear your own heartbreak is by far the worst thing. "I sit and I tend to your wounds and I feel... I feel this nothing." You speak as if air is failing you.

Adrian's eyes don't soften or even change. His jaw clenches as if he's thinking. You don't know if there's anything to say. You just admitted to feeling nothing with him.

"Should I go?" He mumbles while placing his hands on his hips. It's not a question of being mean. He's genuinely asking because he doesn't know what to say. You can't give him an answer from your lips, so you nod. "Should I come back?" He asks while heading to the door. You don't move, and he takes that as a 'maybe'.

"I do love you," His voice is warm as he opens the door. He stands there for a few seconds to take it in. "I loved every night with you."

"I know." You answer with a trembling smile. You can feel hot tears rolling down your cheeks. You'll miss him until he inevitably returns. You'll miss him.

He steps past the door and closes it behind him.

[askfreakycare]

Okay. So! Let's talk about this.

As I said in my first feelings post at the beginning when I first started posting on this blog, this was absolutely the most terrifying thing I've ever done as an artist and just, my life in general. And definitely an insane, maybe even batshit move to make on my part. It's making something about myself which has been so heavily guarded fully exposed to the world. It's not like it's the first time a lot of you are seeing things like this comic that I've made *side eye* but anyway...

I don't even actually know the complete, overall audience reaction to this AU's existence because I don't look in the tags ever, but I am vaguely aware (and can assume based on everything else) that people are not happy about this.

This blog isn't meant to be an attempt to make people see the value in what this is for me because I know a lot of people don't care what I do, say, or feel at all and aren't willing to try and understand what I'm going through right now. The concept for this ending scene was not new lore, nor is Ally's opinion on it a new thing. However, my new trauma from this situation has recontextualized a lot of my own writing regarding my coping mechanism and I guess I'm clinging to it now more than I ever have before.

My art is, and always has been a tool I use to navigate my own experiences. The plot of the main comic is a SA allegory based on the fact my family did not believe I was being abused when I was 13. The social worker plot from V3 was also based on an event related to the abuse. V2 was based on a bad coping mechanism I engaged with while trying to cope with my lack of therapy and support from my family after the abuse. I don't think people have ever, ever fully understood the deeply personal nature of my comic and that basically everything you've seen me create stems from that specific experience. This genuinely isn't any different than the things you've already seen. It's just how I process shit. And sexualizing it doesn't make it a fetish but I'm done arguing with people about that.

"Why make this comic if it was supposed to be private?" I'll be totally honest. At this point I just want to do stuff that makes me happy, because hiding it WAS incredibly painful and I was constantly, constantly terrified of this exact thing except it went worse than I ever could have imagined. And the world finding out was not my choice or something I even really truly wanted in the first place. So... I just wanna make things that make me happy. This stuff makes me happy. All I wanna do after everything I've been through is just do things that make me happy. And that includes drawing this comic.

If you're hate-reading, keep in mind that you're just hurting yourself by continuing to look at something that upsets you. And if you're one of the people who understands and still cares, please know I really, really appreciate it. Your kindness is felt. And if you're someone neutral who's just morbidly curious to see what I'm doing with this weird little comic, well, strap in I guess, because I have a lot of things in store.

[xxactlyperfect]

Oh, Betsy, here we go. Just ignoring all these people I mentioned, apart from two. Acting like whatever they've done ain't a big deal. Alright.

I'll first address your rant, before addressing the video:

"it does seem like y’all are turning a blind eye to femicides though - i don’t see a lot of TERFs on here posting about reproductive rights (you know, women bleeding out in Texas parking lots) or domestic violence, unless there’s an angle to make it about trans people" - False. You just don't reply to those posts because they're not about trans people. Oh, the projecting. A bunch of shit on my blog isn't about trans people. But when you're a TERF, of course everyone will fly to you, talking about trans people. Trans/gender ideology is also one of the biggest issues right now. I can multitask.

"That’s the appeal of TERFism - you get to stick all of your problems on one group." - Yeah. Men. Aren't you a self-proclaimed feminist?

"you *define* women’s rights as by nature opposed to the rights of trans people - which is illogical and irrational. there’s a reason that studies of TERFs show that they act in very similar ways to other alt right groups" - Someone decode what the author had in mind when typing this out. And what rights are we speaking of? Are trans people missing their human rights? Spoiler: free plastic surgery is not a human right. And then you go on blabbering about the alt-right, despite radfem ideology being a leftist ideology. Lol. Lmao.

"it also feels good because you are on the same side as the well funded conservative fascists" - In what world? You do realize these "conservative fascists" literally hate women?

"you get that little feeling of power from getting to be on top for a bit - that while you may be oppressed for being a woman, you get to turn around a get that “high” from being shitty to trans women" - Can I apply this logic to TRAs? They get their little high from sending us rape threats and death threats, and harassing us. Something, something, “the most dangerous patriarchal men are those who are oppressed but who want to oppress"?

"you take as axiomatic that trans rights are *inherently* opposed to trans rights - almost starting as a religious point of faith for your little cult" - You reading over these replies before posting them? I'm guessing you wanted to say trans rights are inherently opposed to women's rights. Again, no one deserves a right to free plastic surgery, sorry! Also, look at you stealing our slogan, tsk, tsk. You evil little TERF.

"IRL - i yelled at some anti abortion fuckers this morning - what have *you* done for women’s rights today?" - Didn't starve myself or self harm in a way that would please the patriarchy. Been living naturally as a woman without the need to have surgeries or take cross-sex hormones. No shame in being a woman.

OVER TO THE VIDEO...

You linked a 2,5h long YouTube video from a bloke who also got a video on JKR and couldn't help himself but bash her like... literally 30 seconds in. I'm not even joking. I was sort of expecting you to send me one of those Innuendo Studios videos you love to distribute around. Can't have everything we want, I guess. How ironic that you have the guts to be sending me your crap, when actually we all know that if I sent that to you, your ass wouldn't watch it. Because you love ignoring points. I'd give you the benefit of the doubt and think that maybe you just overlooked them by accident, as I sometimes do, but no, it's a pattern with you.

I'm in the middle of watching, and I'll give you my response once I'm done. Hell, might even watch the entire 3 parts.

You have to be an entirely different kind of hateful to genuinely just hate trans women trying to live their lives. Every human soul on this earth is beautiful and you treating others as subhuman is genuinely horrible of you. I hope you find kindness in your heart.

Try addressing my actual views next time, because you're fighting ghosts.

[every-sanji]

[piningpercussionist]

Interest checking somethin' real quick!

*I couldn't think of a better way to word that, but I mean like. If I only opened comissions for stages sketches through flats, but you wanted shading, or something. Or if I end up deciding certain kinds of commissions won't work for me and have to put up restrictions.

The second I'm able I'm probably going to be opening them, so I'm just kinda feeling out where interest lies! I don't know how I'd be pricing things just yet, honestly? My brain seems kinda caught on "$5 for a quick sketch is a good starting point" but we'll see what happens, since I'm uncertain what the reasonable price escalation from there is to me- also, I have a tendency to go overboard on my sketches naturally, so. We'll See.

Another thing that'll probably be coming is a kofi for tips and requests! But do keep in mind that I just specified requests and not commissions- they'd be in no way guaranteed, I'd just feel a little more pressured on account of your kindness lol

[cosmogyros]

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[snazum]

me trying to stroll thru the ted nivison tag on tumblr for some sick art X READER, IMAGINE, OTHER THINGS I CAN'T REMEMBER THE NAME OF EVEN THO IT'S QUITE LITERATLY RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME XDD

[liebelesbe]

being soooo brave and going to uni today 😌

[oveliagirlhaditright]

Fandom things I'm looking forward to:

Kingdom Hearts IV and Missing Link

Final Fantasy VII Rebirth

Final Fantasy IX Remake

Final Fantasy Tactics Remaster or Remake (whichever it is. I've heard both things)

The fourth Madoka Magica movie, whenever that comes out (seriously. Where is it? First it was announced as the Concept movie. Then it was re-announced years later with a new name, and it's still missing)

The Percy Jackson TV show

The Infernal Devices TV show

Maybe the Twilight TV show. Maybe.

The animated Smallville continuation that Tom Welling and Michael Rosenbaum are working on, whenever it comes out

I was going to put Baron and Toluca on this list (that's, like, a spiritual successor to the OG "Roswell" TV show. Majandra Delfino who played Maria in the show wrote the script, and she and Brendan Fehr who played Michael star in it. They're also planning for more Roswell cameos in later episodes), but it came out and I didn't even know it? But I have no idea how to watch it, though, as I guess it only came out in theaters in Albuquerque. Here's hoping it comes out on DVD or something...

The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes

The alleged Firefly reboot

The new Daredevil show

The Batman Part II

The next part in Tom Holland's Spider-Man movies

The DCU, starting with Superman Legacy in 2025

The Five Nights at Freddy's movie and Help Wanted 2

The Iron Lung movie

The TV show that it sounds like Markiplier will be working on after he's done with the Iron Lung movie

The next Bendy and the Ink Machine thing being worked on

MAYBE the Hello Neighbor sequel. I know. I KNOW! (It's really only because the second game had to end on a cliffhanger.)

Five Nights at Candy's 4

Frozen III

Disney's "Wish"

The next and final season of the Clear Card arc of Cardcaptor Sakura

The new Avatar series (the one about the third Avatar in the cycle: the Earth bender)

The live-action Avatar: The Last Airbender series, perhaps

The Chosen season 4

[pyrrhiccomedy]

so judging by how astonished people are by it every time we explain it to anybody, it seems like my wife and I might really be onto something here

during the pandemic, we invented something we call "astronaut time."

when it's astronaut time, it's like we are two astronauts wearing the big helmets, moving around the station on totally separate tasks. one of us is outside the space station and one of us is inside the space station. our radios do not work and we have no way of communicating with each other. we might see each other through the lil porthole windows, but we ignore each other because we both have different things to do.

"astronaut time" is how we get total privacy when we live in the same apartment. I will pretend you don't exist. You will pretend I don't exist. we have a nonverbal, zero-contact signal for when astronaut time is over (usually "I'll draw a smiley-face on the whiteboard in the kitchen when I'm done"). No talking, stay out of each other's line of sight, we are actively avoiding each other, unless you are currently experiencing a medical emergency goodbye.

it has been. a godsend. imagine living with your partner and being able to close every single tab in your brain related to social interaction. no fear of being interrupted by a "hey, quick question--" or "sorry to bother you, but do you know where the scissors are?" or "did you want something to eat, too?" Once or twice a month, we look at each other lovingly, hold hands, and say "baby I think I need some astronaut time tonight," and the other person goes "okay cool. bye! have a nice night!" and nobody's feelings are hurt and we both go and have a lovely evening completely by ourselves.

like idk it's a small thing but it's made our lives so much nicer, so if you and your partner/roommate are both people who sometimes need total privacy in order to recharge, maybe try it