#Cause i imagine her being a good artist

[pretty-boy-eddie]

All I'm saying is if Richie "Anime Weeaboo" lipschitz and Ruth "Scifi Fantasy Geek" Flemings knew they existed in a story deemed the Hatchetverse where practical Gods named the Lords In Black ruled over a dimension called the Black And White?

They'd wanna fuck them🤷

[pronouncingitwang]

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[xoxxbilliexoxx]

let go, for me

“You felt like you were made of stars, like the universe was inside of you and each time you felt Billies delicate touch a new galaxy was created.”

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You and Billie rushed through her bedroom door as clothes flew all around you. It was intense and fiery, just like the movies, as you both stripped eachother down till your hands were on bare skin.

You had met just hours prior at an event you were hired to take pictures for. You recognized her from across the room, in her baggy black jeans and a shockingly tight light blue baby tee with her long black shiny hair pin straight and kept out of her face with a black bandana. You tried to continue doing your job and minding your business but you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. It’s Billie Eilish for fucks sake. your favorite artist and biggest crush of all time.

Just being in her presence was overwhelming enough but when you saw her crisp blue eyes land on yours, lined boldly with black eyeliner only making them pop more, you felt your heart stop. When you noticed she was walking directly towards you with a slightly playful smirk, you felt your air stiffen in your lungs. When you heard her sweet sexy voice say hello you felt your brain fill with a buzz.

Somehow though you managed to keep your cool, staying in a sweet conversation with her for quite a while before getting confident enough to send her obviously flirtatious energy right back at her. Soon enough the heat between you two was palpable and as if in a dream, she was inviting you back to her place when the event was over.

Now here you were, pinned under her in her bed, trying to ground yourself enough to convince yourself this was real. You’ve imagined this before, even read smut about her a few times if you were gunna be honest, but never did you think you’d be feeling her real hands drag across your stomach.

when her lips pulled yours in again you whined at the hunger she was showing you. Her lips moved between yours fast, and her hands grabbed all around your body even faster. You pulled away to look at her, still not able to fully believe this was real. Her big boobs spilled out of a lace black bra and her dragon tattoo hid under a matching thong. Your eyes drank her in as much as you could. you knew you were gunna think about this moment till the day you died.

But you couldn’t manage to keep your eyes open when her lips attached to the sensitive skin on the side of your neck. You couldn’t manage to keep your sweet cries in when her fingers attached to your clit. You couldn’t manage to keep your thoughts in order when she was kissing down your body.

But even with THE Billie Eilish your mind began to ruin the moment like it does with every girl you hook up with. The way she was devouring your sensitive pussy was insanely hot and the pleasure it was causing was almost overwhelming. But your mind, it wouldn’t shut up. wouldn’t stop thinking about how you weren’t gunna be able to cum and how Billie wouldn’t wanna be doing this forever. how you needed to hurry up so you didn’t make her eat you out for too long. How you bet ever other girl she fucks can probably cum so quick and how hot she must think that is. So, within a matter of minutes you were sitting up and pulling Billie away from you. With a confused look Billie questioned you, whiping your slick honey off her chin and sitting down next to you.

“I’m not gunna cum Billie it’s okay, let me make you feel good” Her eyes found yours as you looked back up at her, feigning a smile even though you felt extremely insecure. “Was I not good baby? Was I not making you feel good?” Her questions weren’t laced with insecurity about her skill but more so with genuine curiosity and desire to do better, wanting to get you there. You looked down at your hands in your lap, completely embarrassed about this moment you were in. Angry that you just ruined the once chance you were gunna have to fuck Billie. “No it’s not that, you were making me feel really good, trust me” you smiled when you looked up at her but immediately looked back down when the eye contact got too intense.

“So why’d you stop then? are you okay?” The moment felt so intimate, she made you feel so safe and cared for. It was not something you were used to feeling. “I just can never cum, it takes me too long so I just stop and make the other person feel good instead. It’s not a big deal, lemme make you feel good Billie” She shook her head and continued asking you questions, wanting to know why you thought you could never cum, what you were thinking about when you would decide to stop someone, if you could cum on my own. The questions never ended. But it never felt awkward or too personal, it felt like she was genuinely interested in figuring this out.

“Y/n, baby,” her nickname sent a shiver down your spine as she continued talking. “It sounds like you’re just really in your head about what the other person is thinking and you’re trying to rush yourself to finish cuz you think that’s what they’ll want. Does that sound right?” you nodded your head, somewhat stunned that you never even realized that’s what you were doing. “I mean yea, I feel bad that it takes me so long and I know at a certain point they definitely don’t wanna keep going, so I just stop them early so they don’t have to be the one to stop. I just don’t want it to be awkward ya know?” your voice was quiet at the admission.

“Mmmm I mean I hear you, but you gotta stop stressing about the other person so much. Trust me when I say I could go down on a girl for literally hours, and most of the time I’m sad when it does end” She laughed out her sentence before placing her index finger under your chin and pulling you up to find her eyes. “Do you think you can trust me Y/N?” you swallow at the intimacy, finding it so sweet that she was so determined to make you feel good.

It would have been so easy for her to let you go down on her and finish the night, but that wasn’t good enough for her. ‘Of course fucking Billie Eilish would care so much about her partners pleasure, even on a random hookup’ you thought to yourself.

Billie was thrilled she got to help you, got to make sure she was making you feel good when no one else cared enough to figure this out. She loved passion, she loved sensuality and erotic touch, she loved pleasure. She loved the world it leaves people in, the way the whole experience is like nothing else we do in this world. So, she knew that she wanted to pull you deeper into that world than anyone else had.

As she guided you to lay back down she put pillows behind your head and told you to get as comfortable as you could be. You took a deep breath, saying you were overwhelmed by the entire situation was quite an understatement, and all you could think about was the impossible demand to NOT let yourself catch any type of feelings for her. But you knew that couldn’t happen, cuz you already had feelings for her- you have for all the years you’ve been her fan.

So, naturally, those feelings were all you could think about as she began tracing her finger over your body. It was slow, starting at the base of your neck and traveling across all of you. Her fingertips hoovered so lightly over you that her skin continued to connect and disconnect, each time pulling a soft breath from your lips. Your eyes were closed, only making you all the more sensitive to each of her touches.

Billie sat on her feet by your side, continuing to trace small patterns on your lower stomach and admiring the way you reacted with a soft smile and blushed cheeks. Your breathing was uneven as she pulled you deeper and deeper into a world of nothing but pleasurable touch, of erotic sensations no matter where her contact landed. Her fingers made their way to your chest, drawing small circles around your hard nipples. The action pulled a small whimper from you, coming out with your deep breath. You felt like you were floating, like her touch was the only thing that existed, like there was no other world going on around you. Your worries were beginning to disappear, you weren’t able to think about anything else but the way your nerves lit up under the soft pads of her fingers.

Your eyes stayed closed, you knew it was only making the feeling of her touch more powerful. When Billie leaned down and planted a soft kiss on your collarbone, your gasp was sudden and strong. She laughed to herself, loving the way your perfect naked body became her new medium under her. With her hands planted on the bed next to you, she continued connecting her lips on your skin, scattering them around her canvas, catching you off guard and leaving you gasping each time you felt her land on you. She pushed her warm soft lips to your collarbone, then to your hip, back up to the skin just below your earlobe, then right under your boob, back to the other collarbone. Over and over again she decorated you with gentle kisses, and each time you whimpered and sucked in a tight breath under her.

You were completely hypnotized. Nothing else mattered but the way your sensory receptors lit up all throughout your body. You felt like you were made of stars, like the universe was inside of you and each time you felt her delicate touch a new galaxy was created. She had you exactly where she wanted you, so engulfed by the eroticism of the moment that you weren’t able to stress. So relaxed that you didn’t care to worry about anything else.

Her teeth pulled at your earlobe, causing a shock wave to run down your spine and into the very tips of your toes. The way she whispered out her words in a breath pulled your back off the mattress. “That’s it mama, you’re doing such a good job relaxing for me” She kissed your neck with an open mouth before moving over to your other ear, biting it then whispering just like before. “Need you to keep focusing on my touch Every time your mind begins to worry, need you to let my tongue, my fingers, my teeth, consume your thoughts. Doing so good for me” With each mention of her body she acted out her words- licking your neck after saying tongue, tracing her fingertips against your lower stomach after mentioning her fingers, and biting down on your sensitive nipple after talking about her teeth.

Your back continued arching off the bed, each breath in was a gasp and each breath out, a whimper. The throbbing between your legs was almost painful with the lack of touch where you wanted it most. Her praise and such clear desire to keep you relaxed sent you spiraling, you’d never felt your body so engulfed by pleasure. When you tried to open your eyes she shook her head, “need you to keep em closed for me baby” but once her words came out she corrected them, “As long as you're comfortable I want your eyes to stay closed” You sighed at the way she cared so much about what you wanted, you felt in control of the moment even as her touch consumed you so powerfully.

Your eyes softly closed again and she resumed her intoxicating junction of her skin on yours. As her fingers grazed against your boobs she repositioned herself to lay between your thighs. You hadn’t noticed, you were too focused on the way her fingerprints gilded against the goosebumps forming on your soft skin. She continued toying with you, more aggressively though. The sudden pinch of both of your nipples pulled out a loud cry and your back flew off the bed, your head still laying softly on the pillow. As soon as she had you reacting to the harshness of her actions against your sensitive buds, she laid her flat tongue right at your dripping hole and pulled it up towards your clit, slow enough to collect all your sweet nectar, but fast enough to give you all the pleasure all at once. You gasped louder than you had all night, but that wasn’t enough, “oh fuck Billie” It flew out of your lips with a powerful tone, shocked at the sudden direct pleasure after such an erotic softness of the foreplay.

Once she was attached she didn’t slow down. Her own brain was lit up with joy at your delicious taste and the sweet moans filling the room so beautifully. Her arms were snaked under your thighs but her hands didn’t stay in one place for too long, moving across your stomach, up to your nipples, high across your collarbone, everywhere and anywhere as she let her fingernails softly scratch your skin. She left a trail of electricity everywhere she touched.

Her mouth continued sloppily devouring you. It was messy but intentional, moving between your folds and up to your clit with skill. When your hands tangled into her hair she pulled away for just a brief moment, just to let you know how much she loved eating you out. “Mmmm fuck, I could do this forever, god you taste so good mama, dont ever wanna stop” As she spoke you opened your eyes, needing to see her between your thighs. You felt paralyzed as you watched her drop all her warm spit onto your sensitive pussy before moving down and licking it all back up, making a sloppy mess of you.

She kept her eyes open, watching you watch her. You couldn't look away, and neither could she, your eyes stayed locked together as she slurped up your arousal and spit it all back onto you again. It was slow, the way she let it fall off her lips and tongue, keeping her eyes on yours, wanting you to see her seductive acts on your body, wanting you to see the way she was playing with you, the way she loved playing with you.

You felt dizzy at the sight and the way her spit felt as it hit your clit. No longer able to stay propped up to watch, you moaned as you fell back down onto the bed. “That's it baby, just relax for me, let me enjoy this for as long as I can” Billie kept up her actions, dragging you deeper and deeper into an unknown realm. You no longer cared how long it would take to make you cum, you wanted this to last for hours if she’d keep going. Nothing has ever felt as good as this, nothing has ever caused all the stars to shine inside of you, all the sparks to ignite within you. You could feel the waves of pleasure from your sweaty strands of hair all the way down to the red polish on your toe nails.

Billie was moaning into you as she let her tongue twirl between your folds. She was in heaven between your legs, drunk of the way you taste and the joy that flooded her body from getting to play with your pretty pussy. She was becoming addicted, already thinking about the next time she’d get her fix, all the things she wanted to do to you if you’d let her.

The tingling started at your feet. You knew what it meant, you knew what was coming. The way Billie would trace a few circles around your clit with her tongue pointed, then flatten it out and lick you from your dripping hole up to your sensitive bud, only to push down and move her head side to side - it was causing the knot to tighten more and more each second. Your moans were loud, echoing off the four walls and traveling right down to her own throbbing core. She knew you were close, but she wanted to hear you say it, wanted to lock in her mind the sound of your voice announcing how close you were. “That feel good mama? Mmmmm fuck I love eating you out, wanna make you cum just to do it all again” Her words filled your mind like a tornado, knocking down anything in its way and only allowing you to focus on what was playing out in this very moment.

“Oh my god Billie, oh my god I’m about to cum, please baby, please don’t stop” She pushed her tongue down harder on your clit as she shook her head and hummed a somewhat incoherent “mh’mh” letting you know she wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon. The vibrations of her lips trickled onto your own skin and traveled through each nerve you have. “Feels so good Billie, fuckk it feels so good” you were breathless, not sure how you managed to get out your words. Your chest was rising and falling dramatically, gasping as you got closer and closer.

She was consuming you like you were her lifeline, like your cum was the only source of her survival. You could feel Billie’s smile plastered on her face, a clear indication of how happy she was to have you like this. Getting to physically feel how pleased she was to be fucking you eased any last tension you were holding on to. It was the last thing you needed, that small sigh of relief.

Because as soon as you let it out you were shaking, screaming, squirming under her harsh grip on your thighs. “OOooohhhhh FUCK Im cumming billie, fuck baby i’m cumming, dont stop” the cries kept coming as she continued sucking on your clit. She didn’t want this to end and neither did you. Your body felt as if it was plugged into an outlet, filled with electricity and an intense buzz as your orgasm overpowered your entire being. You felt like your soul was shaking, never having had someone else in control of your high before; In control of when it started, how long it lasted, and when it ended. The slight suspense and lack of power only made the sensations all the more intense.

Her tongue ran up and down your cunt, spreading your cum all over your pussy and coating her mouth and chin. The pitch of your cries only got higher as she kept going, pushing you through your climax and still not stopping. Your legs couldn’t stop shaking, making her giggle as she kept going. Billie wasn’t going to stop until you stopped her. She didn’t ever want to stop, she’d make you cum over and over again if it was up to her.

But you weren’t used to the intensity of an orgasm caused by someone else, the overstimulation was getting to be too much. “Okay, okay, Fuck, I’m done, I’m done” Your hands reached down and pulled her hair, forcing her to separate from your fucked out core. She took a breath the moment you pulled her away, licking her lips and swallowing the rest of the cum left on her tongue.

“woah” you groaned out with a shocked smile, working hard to catch your breath. Billie smiled with you, watching you with hooded eyes as she planted sweet kisses all along your stomach as she traveled back up to you. Your body laid limp on the bed, except for the occasional aftershock that caused your whole body to twitch and shake. You both giggled when she was finally face to face with you again. Her lips found yours naturally and eagerly, like she still needed your taste in her mouth, like she couldn’t get enough of you. It was the truth though, she was just as enthralled by what just took place as you were, she got just as much pleasure out of it as you did.

Your lips danced between each other slowly for what felt like forever. It was like neither of you wanted to pull away, neither of you wanted this to end. You separated and merged back together so slowly, so intimately, over and over again. When she finally pulled away it was only to tell you how beautiful you were and ask if you were okay. You could only nod, still completely out of breath and exhausted underneath her.

But you wanted to return the favor, needed to make her feel good too. So, you began to push yourself up and straddle her. As soon as your wet core landed on her lace thong her hands were on your thick ass, pulling and playing, enjoying making it jiggle in her hands. When you leaned forward and your lips landed on her neck, Billie let out a quiet moan. But within a matter of seconds she grabbed you and rolled you onto your back, laying on her side next to you. Her hands delicately played with your hair, pushing it out of your eyes and behind your ears as she leaned down to kiss your forehead.

“Let tonight just be about you mama, I wanted to just take care of you, make you feel like you shoulda been feeling for a while now” You blushed at the way she was speaking to you, not at all feeling like this was a casual hookup. “But Billie, you deserve to feel good too, I wanna make you feel good” She giggled at the sweet seriousness in your voice, kissing you on the tip of your nose and blushing down at you from the intimacy of this all. “You can make me feel good next time, I know that was a lot for you, let yourself rest tonight, I’m just really glad I made you feel good pretty girl” The butterflies in your stomach twirled fiercely at all her pet names.

“Next time hmm?” You smugly teased her. “Girl, duh, have you seen you? I’ll take as many times as I can get with you” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing but you tried to keep cool, you wanted to match her playful energy. “Keep making me cum like you just did and I’ll let you have me forever” the words spilled from your mouth in a laugh as you began to get up and collect all your clothes, finding your dress on the floor after putting on your bra and panties.

Billie got out of her bed and stopped you, “Where are you going? It’s late and I wanna cuddle you, just stay here tonight, please?” She was making it impossible for you to ignore the feelings you had crushing your chest. But you weren’t going to say no, you wanted her in any way she’d let you have her.

[geminitayyt]

Hey, I heard from someone that you don't like being depicted as a deer. Is that true, or do they just have misinformation?

Sorry for asking if it makes you uncomfortable. I just wanna know cause I have, like, no context😅

I think people get that from misunderstanding a tweet I put out a while ago. I dont hate being portrayed as a deer. Although, it wasnt something i expected. Pre-hermitcraft gem was almost never drawn as a deer, the antlers were meant to be part of a decorative flower crown, not actually growing out of my skull. So it isn't a depiction that I intended or imagined for myself. When I picture my character she's more of a silly nature elf woman. Because of that, I do sometimes wish I could separate from the deer a bit. I tweeted a while ago that I didn't want to *always* be a deer. So for the skins I have that don't have antlers, I usually prefer those to be humans or some other more fitting animal. Wizard Gem from Empires is a good example, I really didnt picture her as being a deer, it didnt fit with the character for me. But season 8 hermit gem can totally be a deer. That doesnt mean if you portrayed wizard Gem as a deer I was uncomfy, it just didnt align with how I imagined the character, which is fine. For season 10 of hermitcraft I plan to ask the audience not to make me a deer. I've had season 8 & 9 gem both be deer now, and I just prefer for my character to be able to change outfits and forms. I think always being portrayed as a deer is putting me in a cottagecore sized box that I never really asked to be trapped in. Season 10 gem won't make sense as a deer anyway, just cause of the theme i'm going with, but to help the fan artists I am commissioning an artist to portray my character close to how I imagine her, with a few animals I think could work in place of the deer.

also if you just haveeee to draw S10 gem as a deer, I still wont be mad, its not that serious I appreciate all the art.

[sirfrogsworth]

There was a time when celebrities were not expected to be political activists. And in modern times, it is a rare thing to see someone have the self awareness to know that can't speak on something with authority. Either because they just don't know enough about it or it isn't in their skill set.

It may not even be within their intellectual capacity to understand at the level required.

Which is my fancy way of saying...

But I think what sets Chappell Roan apart is that self awareness to say she doesn't have the answers. I find people saying "I don't know" very refreshing. There are much much stupider people, who are actual political representatives, who have zero self awareness of how stupid they are about politics. And it is kinda the reason we are in the current clusterfuck of fascism.

Beyond that, art is inherently political, and if you need to know the politics of an artist... refer to their art.

A queer artist becoming one of the most popular people in a country regressing to authoritarian conservatism is in itself political action. Just existing in this vast public forum is political action. Being queer on a world stage and singing about queer things is political action.

There is this weird thing where people think they essentially *own* a celebrity and so they must do what is demanded. We made this person rich, so they owe us something beyond their art, right?

I have many friends who cannot stay politically educated at all times because it is a detriment to their mental health. So they have to unplug and stay minimally engaged with what is happening. And I feel like people are saying you don't get to do that if you are a wealthy artist. You forfeit that option. Fuck their mental health.

As someone who has been slightly popular on the internet, it is hard to communicate just how toxic things can get. I am a white cis man who mostly made funny GIFs and comics about my corgi. I regularly got hate just because I didn't make a person laugh. They couldn't just move on to something they preferred. They had to make it their mission to inform me of their grievance. And in the times I decided to speak politically, I had people actually doxxing me and threatening Otis and sending things to my house.

I can't imagine what kind of toxic attention a queer pop star must receive. Yes, wealth offers great privilege, but there is no amount of money to protect you from that.

I feel like there is this unfair demand of all queer creators to be activists. I get why people think that. Shit is real bad for queer folks right now. But I watch someone like Jessie Gender allude to being suicidal because of the response to her political content and that she'd rather just talk about Star Trek.

If it is getting that bad, I think she should just talk about Star Trek.

And I also think being a popular trans woman—talking about Star Trek, and just being normal and likeable and passionate about something—is a benefit to the cause.

Normalizing trans-ness is political action.

Personally, I am fine with Chappell Roan letting her art be her political speech and leaving it at that. That's how it used to work before social media.

I mean, you probably don't even know who Edwin Starr is. But you know that war... hoo... yeah... what is it good for? Absolutely nothin. (Say it again, y'all.)

We didn't need anything else from Edwin Starr. We didn't need him to give a poorly researched analysis on the military industrial complex. Everything we needed from him was right there in the song.

War, I despise 'Cause it means destruction of innocent lives War means tears to thousands of mother's eyes When their sons go off to fight And lose their lives

That's some good shit.

I hate war now.

Good job, Mr. Starr.

I do not want nor expect unqualified people to be activists just because they have a large platform. It's a specific skill and it requires time and effort to educate oneself to do it well.

When I saw David Hogg get elevated to the leadership of the Democratic Party, I cringed. His only qualification was surviving a school shooting. But if you follow him and listen to his political arguments, they are... rough. He seems like a nice enough kid. And I'm glad he was able to use his tragedy to advocate for gun control. But he isn't an expert on gun violence. He can't speak with authority about the best solutions. And he just doesn't have any political savvy in general.

A lot of times I feel like we are saying, "You are a very popular singer, please fix my car." They say, "I don't know how to fix cars." But then we bully them into attempting it. And when they fuck up at fixing the car, we are like, "OMG, why are you so bad at fixing cars?"

I actually think part of the reason the Left is currently so disorganized and riddled with infighting is because we expect everyone to speak at the same time. And it is causing our message to get lost in the noise of it all. We talk about trusting scientific expertise but don't hold to that same standard for political expertise.

"Everyone should use their voice at all times. If you have a platform, you're an activist. Don't fuck it up."

AOC is good at this. Bernie is good at this. Kat Abughazaleh just announced she is running for office. She is good at this.

Instead of demanding everyone talk at once, we can use our platforms (big and small) to elevate the voices of people who are good at this.

Maybe something we can demand is that wealthy creators use their resources to help our best activists. When someone asks Chappell Roan how to fix trans rights, she could just say, "Please follow Erin Reed" and then sing a country song about being proficient at giving gals orgasms—which, again, is political action.

[janovavalen]

✧when social media calls so does the questions || walker scobell x fem!reader

summary: after fans have created more and more of a scene with y/n l/n and walker scobell they are asked about it in their first interview together.

warning: friendly reminder the people/faces i use are just for the aesthetic ofc imagine it’s you bc we’re on that level of delulu<3

as they day went by y/n sat in her hotel room with her dressers, makeup and nail artist all around . this was probably one thing y/n enjoyed about being who she was and doing what she did.

she got to say there while people made her look pretty at the amazing work they did on her. however, though some of the dresses and suits she had to wear were sometimes out of the ordinary or just tight in general, they always made sure to capture her natural color and make her outfits look beautiful on her.

today y/n would be getting interviewed after she got ready—so was aryan, leah and walker of course. she was beyond nervous, exited? but definitely mostly nervous. she hated when she had to sit in front of a camera—well, it came more naturally when she was acting because she wasn’t really being herself.

but when it came to being interviewed, she was half of the time being told what to say, monitored at all times and some other genuine answers were cut out. she guessed it would probably be more dramatic for the audience and the interviewer.

‘miss. l/n, your being called’ one of her managers called out to her as she was just getting her last piece of clothing on.

‘oh—okay!’ she called back. as her stylist got her finished up and ready she smiled and thanked everyone who gave her a huge smile back while they waved her goodbye.

but before she could leave, she obviously had to take some pictures.

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the second y/n stepped out of her hotel room was as if on the sam strike as the rest of her friends. aryan, leah and walker came out of their separate room with their outfits on.

leah wore a beautiful dress and her afro, aryan wore a simple green shirt and black pants and walker wearing a black jacket with dark blue jeans.

‘okay why is it only me and leah going all out for these outfits?’ y/n placed her hands out motioning to the fact the boys were dressed as if they were going out on a casual walk and y/n and leah to the met gala.

‘well…talk to my styalist with that because i can’t give you an answer’ aryan commented with a smile as y/n laughed a bit. holding her phone in her hand along with her purse.

walker had subconsciously found himself waiting for her to walk beside him which didn’t go unnoticed by aryan and leah.

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as the group walked outside was then the lights began flashing in a hurry. the dark sky around them already causing enough ruckus to other people trying to sleep in the hotel, y/n and the group has stopped to give the crowd what they want.

their pictures.

as they did y/n and walker stood arm to arm. him holding the back of his hand along the back half of her back.

while they smiled, waved, posed and did some silly things out of habit. they finally seen their car was ready, signaling it was time to go, so they all began to walk.

but as y/n did she had felt her shoe get caught on something causing her to stop for a second, walker behind somehow able to feel her presence stopped immediately and looked down to her shoe.

‘oh—wait i got it it’s okay—‘

‘no wait let me help’ walker pulled back and leaned down on his knee to see her heel was stuck on the vent of the ground outside. once he got it out someone yelled—‘it’s like a real life cinderella story!’ causing the crowed to awh and flash their cameras faster.

y/n placed her hand over her mouth and nervously laughed as did walker who placed his hand back against her back and let it hold there as they walked.

when they got in the car they immediately sighed of relief from the outside media not being able to get as good pictures but still tired of course.

‘i don’t think ill ever get over this—the lights might be the cause of me going blind to be honest’ leah mumbled while holding her head in her hands, enjoying the heat of the car in this time of day which was a bit cold outside.

‘yeah, i think we should i hide all night and only take pictures in the day or something so they don’t use pictures’

‘that just gives me even more the reason to stay home, so i’m going along with that plan’ y/n smiled at aryan who laughed.

as they drove to their destination, they all had to take pictures and of course videos for their spam’s and personal cameras rolls for memory’s.

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when they arrived to their interview destination, the four of them sat in their chairs.

leah and y/n sat next to each other. walker and scobell seated next to each other—so the order being leah, y/n, walker, and aryan.

‘okay, are you guys ready?’ the interviewer asked with a warm smile, they all nodded their heads and y/n gave a nervous thumbs up as she smiled making walker laugh.

‘okay, we’re on in—3,2,1–‘

looking a bit over at the camera pointed towards her she started—‘hello my name is racheal james and i am here with—‘

‘leah jeffries’ she smiled

‘y/n l/n’ she nervously twisted with her hands—

‘walker scobell’ who gave a smile and soon—‘aryan simhardi’ who waved to the camera.

‘hi! hello, welcome hope things went well as you got here?’

‘uh yeah—y’know, paparazzi, yelling, lights—it went amazing’ walker looked at the racheal who laughed, y/n smiled a bit while she touched a bit of her face as leah and aryan laughed a bit.

‘as usual, as usual—so! i have been dying to ask, how did you guys all get along when you were casted for percy jackson?’

‘uhm, we did pretty good? i mean i came in a bit late since my character doesn’t show up till episode four so i got a bit more time to pack at home but y’know, i think i get along with them amazingly’

‘yeah—i mean, when we all met y/n she was very warm and an inviting person, every funny and so energetic i just love her presence’ walker told while looking at y/n who warmly smiled and placed her hand over her mouth.

‘okay! the two of them!? i can’t! they always do this! it’s constant—‘ leah pointed at the two as she yelled and laughed making y/n and walker nervously laugh.

‘that’s what i was going to say! is it always like that?’ racheal smiled at them.

‘oh my—yes! all the time. on set, at dinner, hang outs—anywhere!’ aryan commented while y/n shook her head with a eye roll and walked just smiled, his face red.

‘okay but wait—so, as you all know, the comments on instagram are going insane over walker and y/n i wanted to ask how do you two feel about it? is it uncomfortable? is it truth or just fans being fans?’

‘uhm….i wouldn’t call them fans just more of very distant friends and family? but im not uncomfortable with it all all—‘

‘yeah no i’m not either, it’s kinda funny and amusing to see everyone piece things together more than some do in the show’ walker shrugged as y/n laughed.

‘ou? so, are you denying or backing up on the rumors that the famous (c/n) and percy jackson may be lovers outside of percy jackson?’

leah immediately looked at aryan who’s eyes snapped to walker and y/n.

the two of them nervously touched their faces while shrugging—‘i—um?’

‘yeah, so…y’know?’ the lot laughed as they watched the two teens nervously try to figure out what to say.

‘okay! i’m sorry i’m sorry to make you uncomfortable! let’s just move onto the next question yeah?’ she smiled while flipping through papers.

y/n placed her hand over her face and sighed deeply to calm herself as for walker who looked at her with a smile and a red warm face.

ㆍ୨୧ㆍ

about a couple hours later when the interview was done y/n and walker decided to split from the group who had happened to all want to go out to dinner just to hang out.

walker badly wanted to be with y/n but not when she was occupied with the other group, so he pulled her away from the group for a little bit just to talk which y/n didn’t mind in the slightest.

the two of them were standing on the sidewalk as they talked and laughed together.

‘when she asked what was going on in the comments i’m not going to lie i kind of freaked out like i was like—dude what the hell do i say? what do i do?’ walker revealed as he sheepishly moved a bit closer to y/n who did as well.

‘oh my god—same, i was so nervous i didn’t know what i was going to day next to try and recover from that’ she laughed as walker nodded his head in agreement while he placed a small hand on her arm which she didn’t take note of.

after a laugher died down a bit, the two of them stood in a bit of silence as they felt the cold air breeze past them. since y/n wore a outfit that had no jacket, walker had given her his jacket back at the restaurant after seeing cold chills on her arm.

as y/n held her arms with the jacket getting warmer, walker couldn’t held but admire how pretty she looked under the yellow light of the street pole next to them.

‘you looked really pretty’ he smiled as she placed a hand over her mouth to smile widely before placing it back down to her side.

‘thank you…your not too bad yourself’ she teased as he faked a gasp making her laugh. this only prompted him to go after her with his arms around her shoulders as she laughed out loud while he moved their bodies to the side aggressively.

her face being mashed between chest and arm.

‘oh my god! my makeup!’ she cried out with a laugh as he completely ignored her with his own laughter.

once they were done moving he leaned down to give her a kiss on her cheek making the both of them grow warm and red. she smiled deeply while placing her arms around his waist. the two of them embracing each other in the dead of night.

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dior.n.goodjohn dude imagine the cars just blowing up out of nowhere while you guys were driving it…

↳ yourinstagram I WAS IMAGINING THAT THE WHOLE TIME WHILE WALKER JUST LAUGHED LIKE WHATS FUNNY?

↳ walker.scobell IT WAS FUNNY BC U WERE CRYING 😭!?

↳ yourinstagram that was supposed to stay between us.😒

↳ walker.scobell oh. 

iamcharliebushnell that’s insane you thought that while driving the whole time

↳ leahsavajeffries i would’ve just got off at that point 😭

↳ walker.scobell oh trust she tried but i didn’t let her leave me on there alone after i paid for that

user282 AHHH MORE WALKER AND Y/N CONTENT<33333

user200 they’re hand feeding us at this point bc omg😭

user1011 i literally love them sm—DID YALL SEE THOES PAPARAZZI PICS OF THEN CUDDLED UP OUTSIDE???

↳ yourinstagram PAPARAZZI PICS?

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walker.scobell i think y/n enjoys my phone more than her own phone

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yourinstagram i enjoy your phone bc u have storage 🧍🏽‍♀️

↳ walker.scobell OUUUU so just take all mine? got it got it

↳ yourinstagram DONT ACT FUNNY ON HERE BC U TOLD ME TOO U TOLD ME IT WAS OKAY!?

↳ walker.scobell *gulps*

dior.n.goodjohn LOOK AT MY CHILDRENNNNB OMG

iamcharliebushnell they grow up so fast☹️

↳ walker.scobell why r u guys acting like your nearing your eighties

user111 LOOK AT THEMMMNM OMG GGOGMGMGMGMGM

user1034 they’re cuties

user77 i can’t believe they’re actually together like someone don’t pinch me if this is a dream i don’t wanna wake up from it

↳ yourinstagram awh😭?

↳ walker.scobell okay this is adorable though

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dior.n.goodjohn GET THHHHHHHHHHHH SHHHHH OUT PF HERE OMG

iamcharliebushnell okay but how many times have they hung out without us is the real question

leahsavajeffries alright yall not to much

↳ walker.scobell HUH😭

yourmom i’m so happy you make her happy☺️

↳ walker.scobell awh mrs.l/n

↳ yourinstagram awh mom STOP☹️

yourinstagram that busted up camera ain’t give no promises

↳ walker.scobell that’s what happens when you drop it like thirty times…

user11000 LOOK AT THEM GUYSSSSSS AHHHH

user220 i’m so happy i shipped them the second i saw them on screen together and irl

user1479 the fact they are literally two half’s of a whole is proof soulmates are real

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[persephone411]

Imagine being with Jax while he gets his back tattoo

A/N: this became a bit longer than anticipated but well.. I am a sucker for young!Jax and would have loved to get a flashback of him getting his tattoo

After a bit you got used to the quiet buzzing sound of the tattoo machine while you held your boyfriends hand. Jax was laying shirtless on his stomach while the tattoo artist worked on his back, filling out the letters. Sometimes his grip on your hand would tighten slightly after a particular sensitiv spot.

,,is everything alright ?“ you asked what felt like the 100th time. Jax only nods, his teeth slightly clenched. He would never admit to the pain, especially not with Clay in the room. Softly your thumb caresses the back of his hand and he gives you a thankful smile. You knew he was in pain. Before you accompanied him to the session, you googled how bad the pain of a back tattoo would be. Hell, you even suggested numbing creme, but of course he wouldn’t listen. He only laughed, saying that he would survive it. Again his grip got more tightly and you had to suppress a whimper of your own due to his strong hands. The artist was now working directly on his spine. You met Jax gaze, his baby blue eyes clearly showing discomfort.

“it’s alright, you‘re doing amazing” you whisper quietly and caress his jaw and cheek. He nods shakingly and takes a deep breath.

“Looks good” Clay comments from the other side of the room while Gemma stood next to him with her arms crossed, watching the whole scene wordlessly.

“And this whole thing will take three sessions?” You ask the tattoo artist who nods

“Yes big tattoos like this can’t be done in one day. We‘ll do the upper lettering today, and then in maybe a week the reaper and in another week the letters under the reaper”

You nod silently while biting your lip. You hated to see your boyfriend in pain, but you also knew how important this tattoo was to him. Like it was yesterday you remembered how happy and exited he looked as he told you that he was now a full member of the club and that the tattoo session was already booked. Of course he asked you to accompany him, which you agreed to, not really knowing what to expect.

“Which letter is he currently doing ?” Jax voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

“He is currently doing the R of anarchy” you answer, watching as the artist works silently. You quickly noticed that the tall bald man wasn’t very talkative.

“Do you need some water ?, I’ve red that getting tattooed can cause dizziness” you ask Jax and grab the water bottle you brought.

“Don’t pamper him too much, he has to endure this like a man”

Clay calls from the other side of the room and you freeze. Although you and Jax had been together for some time, Clay still kinda scared you.

“Don’t let him get to you, you are an angel”

Jax whispered and kissed the back of your hand, which still held his.

After maybe three to four hours the tattoo was finally done. With a groan Jax sat up and hesitantly flexed his back muscles. Imediatly you next to him, ready to support him if necessary. Clay and Gemma also stepped closer to inspect the freshly inked letters on his shoulders. The tattoo artist wordlessly starts to clean his equipment and gives Jax a small brochure about tattoo aftercare. Then he, Gemma and Clay leave the room to get the payment done.

“I’m so proud of you” you whisper and kiss him softly while he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.

[oppitfs]

Updating mine

MY TOP TEN FAVORITE JJK SHIPPS!!!!

10. SHOKOHIME

They stole Jogo and Hanami's place because I got it into my head that Jogo is like the grumpy grandfather and Hanai is the vegan aunt of the curse family! I like them. I think it's a ship with a lot of potential. I need to consume more content, but I love the fanarts!!!

9. HIGUNANA

This crack grew in me and now I'm suffering for them after the last chapter. In a kind universe, Higuruma and Nanami adopted Yuji and they live happily and happily!!! I think the two go together a lot and the fanfics are adorable! These Old Yaoi will be the death of me!!!!

8. CHOSOYUKI

They've come down a little, but man I still love them!!! Even more so now because my thirst for Choso awakened and I started reading fanfics of him being a good big brother and I fell to my knees! I still want to write more and explore his relationship with Yuji. And God, YUKI IS AMAZING!!!! THEY DESERVED TO STAY TOGETHER, AKUTAMI YOU DAMN IT!!!!

7. HIGUKUSA

A friend on twt is feeding me higukusa art and, god, this crack (not so crack, because that "I'll protect you even if I have to die for it" from kusakabe hit me hard) has taken root in my heart! I'm also obsessed with Higuruma, so I combined the useful with the pleasant!

6. INUOKKO

THEY ARE CUTE OKAY!!!! I AM OBSESSED WITH CREATING HCS FOR THEM!!! I don't consume much of their stuff, but all the fanart I've seen is cute and their participation in the itafushi fics I read is always welcome!!! It's kind of strange to read something where they're not together…

5. NOBAMAKI

MY OPINION HAS NOT CHANGED, OKAY??? NOBAMAKI IS WONDERFUL AND I WOULD KILL TO HAVE MORE OF THEM!!! But since I saw Nobara's flashback I've been wondering if Fumi wouldn't be a good ship too? Does anyone have a fanfic/fanart of him, by the way??? ANYWAY, NOBAMAKI IS STILL MY FAVORITE!!!

4. KIRAKARI

I'M IN LOVE WITH KIRARA!!!! SHE AND HAKARI ARE THE ONLY HEALTHY THINGS IN THIS MISERABLE MANGA!!!! I love imagining what their relationship is like, writing hcs slice to life minis and drawing Kirara! But I'm getting worried because I saw someone saying that Kirara could appear in the Hakari x Urame fight to help her boyfriend and I know what's going to happen and I don't want it to happen! GEGE GET THESE DIRTY CLAWS AWAY FROM MY BABIES!!!!

3. SATOSUGU

YOU RUINED BLACK AND WHITE FOR ME, YOU DEPRESSED BITCHES!!! My friend is obsessed with them and boy can I understand! These two are tragic, with a beautiful dynamic and a happy ending(?). Plus they fucked up my Christmas Eve. I hope these two bitches are causing terror in heaven!

2. ITAFUSHI!!!!

If you've known me for more than a second, you'll know that I have an average of five outbreaks a day because of these two. This whole thing about always trying to save others even if it condemns them destroys me, okay??? Fanfics and fanarts also feed me! And I'm going to convince all my friends to ship this too so I can yell at 2am at them about little details of their dynamic! AND THEY MATCH SO MUCH!!! Of course, no more than our first place!!!!

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EVERYONE X THERAPY!!!

Please let the deaths stop and this become canon

Honorable mention for _ Tojikuna (more because a twt artist is obsessed with them and that rubbed off on me) _ Hainana _ Toji x Mamagumi _ Okkofushi (Yuta was Megumi's first crush and you can't get that out of my head) _ Uraume x Sukuna (one-sided) _ Yuta x Maki

[voltronisanobsession]

A small teen wolf thought I had

I’m really missing season 1 Stiles, so let’s imagine him having a crush on reader😍

We all know how Stiles had an enormous crush on Lydia, it was absolutely devastating tbh. Like this dude was lowkey devoted to her💀💀

So what if a new student (reader) moved into town and it’s love at first sight for him. He’d bump into you after rambling to Scott about whatever was on his mind and knocks your binder and books to the ground.

Helping you pick up your stuff, right when he’s giving you your notebook, he’d look up and just. Stare. Cuz ZOOWEEMAMA YOURE ABSOLUTELY STUNNING IN HIS EYES

You’re busy thanking him and apologizing for the collision, waiting for him to let go of the notebook, voice slowly fading out when you notice him just staring at you with his mouth slightly open.

“Thanks for helping me. Can I have my book?”

“Uh huh.”

“…”

“…”

“Stiles, you know you have to let go of the notebook.” Scott is trying his best not to slam his head in a locker when his friend still doesn’t let go LMAO

Your chuckle snaps him out of whatever daze he was in, causing him to blush and apologize awkwardly. You’d smile at him and in good nature, joke about it and walk away, leaving him in awe.

Most people would normally give him the stink eye, but seeing how you joked about it made his heart flutter a bit.

Everything is HISTORY after that. If you have any classes with Stiles, you already KNOW he’s gonna try and sit as close to you as possible. Teacher assigns partner or group projects? He’s springing out of his seat and going to you first. You both have the same lunch period? He’s inviting you to sit with him and his friends. You’re having trouble with a certain class? Man, he’s already offering to help you after school, you’ll nail that test with flying colors!

You just get him! You like his sarcasm and MIRACULOUSLY understand his random references from movies and video games! With all the time you guys spend together, his crush on you grows more and more.

You appreciate how Stiles is so interested in the things you like and dislike. You love how he asks why you enjoy a certain movie despite the terrible reviews it got. Why you dislike an artist he just began listening to. You both love the same things, but have different opinions on everything, every conversation flows so naturally with him that you can’t help but develop a crush on him too.

You’ve never met anyone as eccentric and energetic as him, he never fails to bring a smile to your face teehee

Stiles is the type to remember every little, seemingly insignificant, thing about his crush. When your birthday rolls around, this dude has so many gifts ready😭 a warm feeling fills you when you open one gift to see it’s an item you’ve mentioned in a passing convo yall had MONTHS ago

He’s so sweet and kind with you too like don’t get me started. Stiles just enjoys being around you and seeing you happy makes him happy. SEASON 1 STILES IS THE DEFINITION OF PUPPY LOVE LIKE UGGHH

Takes you out on late night drives, barges into your room through the window with any takeout food you’ve been craving. Hed even take you out on a mini ‘date’ to the local arcade!!! his dad sees how much you mean to his son and is super happy that Stiles is happy. Loves when you come over to study with him, he’s always telling you stories about when stiles was younger (he would definitely cover your ears with his hands and speak loudly over his dad LMAO)

I’m telling y’all, stiles having a crush on you is the cutest thing ever, especially if you reciprocate his feelings!!!When you guys get together, cuz it’s not a matter of if with his friends, you’re the ultimate duo.

He’d confess his feelings for you in the most cheesiest way ever, probably during or after a school dance cuz why not.

UGH I NEED TO WRITE MORE STILES STUFF I LIVE HIM SM‼️ HE WAS NEVER THE SAME AFTER SEASON 3😭😭😭

[miifu666]

Asks you say?

What if Lmk Sun Wukong didnt meet Suklha for the first time until after LMK started? And let's just say he got a little bit obsessed with her. So yandere Sun Wukong (because yanderes are awesome!)

What are your thoughts on that?

PHOENIXXX HIII 🥹🥹🩷🩷

YESSS I LOVE YANDEREEES but i do tend to make them too dead dove- I've thought about it for a while! and made some Yan! Wukong with it! just below the Read more!

(I am having trouble drawing LMK Wukong tbh)

I imagine they met through MK. Particularly meeting through MK causing wreckage and falling through the roof of Suklha meeting her Client. In this case, Suklha isn't Wukong's lawyer and he has no idea who she is.

In a very cartoonish way, Wukong got attracted at first sight. Curious and threatened. The thought of another immortal chasing after MK, his prodigy just to talk about property damage? Thats hilarious! MK was just trying to save the city! This is injustice-!

Okay, maybe he can give her the benefit of the doubt. He hasn't been teaching MK properly. He'll admit, he's not the best teacher to have. He's probably lucky to have MK as his student who's so naive and patient. Naive enough for Wukong to ask who the lady that caught him during their sparring, get his ear talked out about an immortal Lawyer amongst celebrities known as the best of the best. I mean, what kind of monkey king doesn't have her as a lawyer? She's supposed to be the best! He should fire his current one. Yeah that makes sense, its definitely not because so he can get closer to Suklha. Nah, thats too egotistical! Hes a renowned sage! He should know better!

Yet even as he FINALLY joined those "VIP party" hosted by someone he doesn't care enough about, just so multiple well known artists and celebrities can gather and talk nonsense while drinking alcohol. His eyes kept looking around for a blue toned lady, usually his own Lawyer attend these events, something about finding relations and connections.

Eh, he lives in the mountains. His novel is worldwide, he doesn't need those stupid stuff.

He's lucky enough to see his namecard being put beside the person of interest, holding a glass of fine wine. Wearing a new and expensive black outfit, yet similar enough to her usual look.

"Oh? I was expecting your lawyer... is he not coming?"

Hearing her talk about him so fondly made his eyes twitch, blood red sclera affecting his vision. The room is closing in, he can sense everything in it. The chitter chatter, clinking of expensive glass, the pouring of alcohol, and the way Suklha's heavy earrings seemed to shine. Maybe firing the prick wasn't enough, maybe he should've done something more... adequate

All he can do is bite his bottom lip till blood draws out, all this time, such treasure was hiding under his nose. Spending time with his uptight and annoying Lawyer, who does nothing but berates him on not checking his emails and being "unprofessional". His ugly, old-schooled lawyer, got a chance to introduce himself to her?? How...foul

Don't worry, The Monkey King is good at handling business

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To those of you who wants to send me asks! I may not answer some of them, but i still appreciate and read all of them!! 🥹🫶 and yes its okay to send ur oc to introduce me to/yap to me abt! Please be mindful of my pinned post!

[spiderb00]

Crazy Girls - Part #2

Lara Raj x reader 

“Your girlfriend always gets jealous, but this time, something was different” 

Genre – Fluff   Warnings – None  (request)

Now playing – Ocho Ríos, by Daniel Caesar 

part 1 | part 2

Being a music producer was a dream, you had dreamed of this profession practically your whole life, you loved music and all the doors it opened for you. One of the things you liked most about your job was the connections you made over the years, you started in the music business at just 17 years old, producing songs by small artists in your basement, until you were discovered by Hybe and your life turned upside down.  

Annually, music producers liked to have small gatherings, more like crazy parties. After a wave of younger producers took over Hybe's positions, things seemed much lighter, it was the new generation coming in and building their names. 

You loved the meetings/parties that the producers organized, even more so when you could bring your girlfriend with you. It was almost New Year's Eve and you and your girlfriend were still in Japan, Katseye finally got a break from their busy schedules, which led Lara to spend more time with you.  

When you mentioned the party to your girlfriend, inviting her to be your date, you didn't imagine the disaster that this night would be. When you and Lara walked through the door of the bar where your producer friends organized the party, you felt a strange sensation, as if fate was telling you to get out of there at that very moment. Thinking it was just in your head, you walked in, greeted your friends, introduced Lara to them, everything was going well, until you saw her. 

Kim Hyung-so, or BIBI as she was known professionally, or better yet, the girl who broke your heart, played with your feelings, manipulated you, and freaked out when you said you wanted to break up, as if she was the victim. The relationship of the two of you was never healthy, you met her through a blind date arranged by one of your producer friends, who was also a friend of Hyung-so. 

 At first glance she seemed like a nice woman, she was six years older than you and that scared you a bit at first, but your friends quickly convinced you that dating an older woman was simply heaven, and you fell for it. Unfortunately, that's not quite how it happened. The older woman tried to control everything you did, who you talked to, where you went, what clothes you wore, and after a few months it started to get very tiring for you. 

The fights were constant, and it always ended with you apologizing and having to do everything to please her. At that time, you were only eighteen, while Hyung-so was twenty-four. So, you took everything she said as law, after all she was older, she knew what was best for you. It was only when you turned nineteen that you finally had the courage to end it all with the woman, your entire relationship dissolving into screams and objects thrown in your direction. 

 You were able to get back on your feet after moving from Korea to Los Angeles, settling down and having a good life, meeting Lara and making friends who really gave you good advice and were reliable. 

 You ignored her, she was part of your past, you didn't even know why she was here. You spent the night glued to Lara, chatting with a few co-workers here and there, but your hand never letting go of the Indian girl's hand next to you. 

"Baby, can you get more water for me, please?" Lara says, turning to you with a fluffy pout on her lips.  

Giving the shorter girl a kiss on the lips, you took the plastic cup she had in her hand, heading towards the open bar that was nearby.  

"Have you stopped drinking?" You heard the voice coming from behind you, catching you off guard and causing you to pour some water into your hand. 

"Damn!"  

"Hey, you don't have to be nervous, baby. I just asked one question." The sarcastic laugh, the tone she always used when addressing you, everything about her remained the same. 

"It's not for me, not that it's any of your business." You said, looking back slightly, before returning to focus on the action you were doing before. 

 "Wow, teddy bear, you used to be kinder to me..." Hyung-so said, making you close your eyes tightly before turning your body towards the older woman.  

"What do you want, Hyung-so?" You asked, irritation dripping from your words.  

"Nothing, sweetie. I just wanted to talk to an old friend, didn't you miss me? You've been away for a long time..." The older woman said, the typical smile she used to wear with you plastered on her face. Approaching you, the woman made you get trapped between her and the counter. 

"Baby, I just wanted to see why you were taking so long." Lara said, approaching as if she were your guardian angel.  

"Baby?" Hyung-so repeated, looking between you and Lara with an eyebrow raised, her stupid smile still being displayed to everyone. 

 "Sorry, I'm Lara, Yn's girlfriend." Lara said, grabbing your left arm as if her life depended on it.  

"Oh, I'm Hyung-so. Yn and I usually go on adventures together, but she got boring." It was the only thing the older woman said before leaving, leaving the worst atmosphere in the world between you and your girlfriend. 

After you regained all your consciousness from everything that had just happened, you looked at Lara, who was already three steps away from you, walking towards the exit of the bar. Running towards the Indian girl, you called her name, which was duly ignored, making you hurry up your steps and finally catch up with the girl.  

"Lara, what happened?”  

"Yn and I used to go on adventures together." She says, repeating Hyung-so's line. "YOU THINK I'M FUCKING STUPID?!" 

You looked around, trying to see if you had caught anyone's attention. Luckily everyone was too busy with their drinks to notice your girlfriend's screams. 

 "Look, baby, I know what you're thinking, but I swear I didn't know she was going to be here." You say, looking desperate to end that argument.  

"Take me to the hotel." Lara said, turning around and heading towards your car.  

"Lara..." 

 "Please, take me to the hotel!" 

Lara spoke firmly, the girl's words at no time hesitating, but you knew she was about to shed tears. In silence, you drove to the hotel where you were both staying, Lara stared at the window the whole time and that made you feel horrible. You always saw an aggressive Lara when you were jealous, but you never saw that side of her. The Indian girl wasn't yelling at you, she wasn't telling you you were hers, she wasn't doing anything but looking out the window and taking a deep breath. 

 When you finally got to the hotel room, everything was quiet, you were leaning against the door while watching Lara do the things she normally did before bed, but now there wasn't those sweet and fun conversations you shared, there was only silence. 

"Baby, talk to me, please." You ask, sitting on the bed, looking at Lara lying with her back to you.  

"Do you still like her?" You heard Lara ask in a whisper. 

 Lying on the bed imitating the position of the red-haired girl, you hugged the girl's waist, placing your body behind hers.  

"Lara, I wouldn't be here, right now, if I still liked her." You replied, hearing a loud sigh coming from the girl in your arms.  

Lara gently turned, the faces of the two of you were now close, and looking better at the girl, you could see some tears streaming from her eyes. 

"She's so pretty-"  

"I love you, Lara." You said, your hand reaching the side of the girl's face in front of you. "I'll never prefer someone else, I want to be with you forever." You said, the tone of your voice and the looks you were giving Lara made her believe your words.  

"I think I felt a little afraid. She's older, she already knows you..." The girl spoke, her gaze conveying a painful uncertainty. 

 "No one knows me better than you, Lara. You are the woman of my life, with whom I want to spend the rest of my days by my side. I'll never choose any other girl, it'll always be you!" 

You joined your lips with hers, all the love you felt being transmitted by a single seal of lips, sweeping all uncertainty and insecurity from your girlfriend's mind. Lara's chest calmed down in the face of the situation, all doubts slipping from her head as she enjoyed the moment.  

"I love you, Lara Raj." You say, looking deep into the girl's eyes.  

"It's better..."  

"There she is, finally my girlfriend is back."  

"Shut up... I love you too." 

Hi guys, how are you? One more request "delivered" ;)

I have some ideas for Fam out, I'm really excited to start writing this. Have you seen the new character of Fam out? What did you think?

Did you guys get the little tip I left about her sister? Anyway, I think that's it

xoxo, Spider. 

[greatmothsukk]

I have not been a very happy girl. The last half yeah has just kept feeling worse and worse. I need it to be better. I need to be happy. For those who wanna hear ill talk some below. Otherwise enjoy this chelsey with her little otter

Last summer was the best part of my life. Constant fishing. Dating a woman I was head over heels for. Fully expecting Trump to lose the election. Every thing was going okay. Then all that went away. Even fishing hasn't picked up much. I've been in such a muck this whole time. Politics went from suspense to dread in a instant and now constant fear and paranoia. I try to escape it I fucking can't. I can't just skedaddle over the boarder to somewhere else and leave. And it isn't clearing up anytime soon. Meanwhile the break up was amicable with no hard feelings but Still hit me so hard after imagining always having her by my side. And recently learned she has a gf now. Im happy for her but after spending months wishing and wishing to finally hear her call me her girlfriend and for that day to never come, it did sting my heart a little hearing her call someone Else that title i coveted so dearly. I know many more wonderful people but she was only the 2nd ive ever found so close to me I could really see her. Also the heartbreak made me shy away from other friends I have a crush on cause those feelings reminded me of her too much and didn't wanna have a negative association with them.

And I've felt like I've done so little and keep watching everyone else's lives move forward. I had been struggling to make art for a while and my attempts to make videos has been stunted cause I hate my voice so bad and voice training keeps failing. And its been hard to decide on stuff to make cause I don't care about what I make art of much. I don't really play video games or watch any shoes and don't wanna. I haven't really wanted to play pokemon in ages. I just like making art of these things but trying to play yugioh is a slog. I wish I had Passion. I wish I had interests that actually drove me and made me excited. And the bigger my platform has become the more isolated ive felt. Even here, once I hit like 1000 followers people started acting weird again like im some upper class whos they're either innoying trying to talk to or Assuming im a snobby cunt. It sucks cause I see smaller artists with lovely little communities I always wished for. But instead i have a web of friends who some of which dislike each other they have one another blocked.

And as for my home life it hasn't been fun. My boyfriend is wonderful but justAs depressed if not worse. Too many arguments. And far too many dead pets. All while the house falls apart more every day and im not allowed to fix it.

My only saving grace recently has been knowing that fishing will pick up soon and that I have been able to keep up with the hoenn dex. It helps me prove that I can accomplish something big. And I can stick to something. Its why im more and more confident that ill be able to keep up with having patreon exclusive pieces when that starts. It makes sure this winter wasn't a total waste. It makes sure I live through it all.

If you read all this thank you. Im sorry if my posts have made you fear at all recently for me. Im trying to stop being a loser. I wanna be good. I wanna be happy.

[yan-randomfandom]

Hiii baby! Can I request Jinx, Cait and if you do Maddie (all separately) w/ a gf who is dose very crafty/homemade makeovers?

Hear me out- why spend money on a cut & color, new piercing, nails ect when your hg can do it for you herself?? (I just grew up poor and had to learn😭😭)

Jinx, Caitlyn, & Maddie with a crafty girlfriend headcanons!!

a/n: omg its so nice that you rose up & learned em😭 such a fun request! this one is written before act 3

I didn't proofread or edit so please feel free to point out anything that's bothering you 😭

also this might be ooc.... im so sorry if it is😔

Let's go and start with ...

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Jinx

Jinx has an established style with her neon painted nails, twin braids, inventions, and everything in her possession. An endearing fashion sense, even if some think it looks ridiculous lmaooo

With Jinx being an artisan and artist herself, you both find being creative a common ground in your relationship!

Makeovers anytime, anywhere. No need to find professionals when you have your girlfriend right here! It's a give and take relationship for sure. I imagine it'd be so fun and full of laughs 😩

Also I think you guys will inspire each other back and forth lolol

Having an art block and you don't like it? Ask the other for help!

And if you're both having art blocks? Well, Jinx will take you out on vastly different spots until you find what you're looking for. It's a great way to bond, and sightseeing is nice (⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

When you're exploring new styles, and you aren't doing it on Jinx, she would love to simply watch you work. It has some sort of calming effect on her, especially if you're rambling while doing it.

If she sees something of your art that she likes, she might just copy you in her style! Kind of like how Jinx did that makeup when she was in Vi's apartment or something

Although don't be surprised if you wake up and see your face horrendously painted in the morning 😔

You can't even revenge because she sleeps with one eye open, I fear

☄️

Caitlyn

MAN. I feel like you'd have to beg Caitlyn for even the simplest makeovers. She looks so plain rn (in the style way) or am I just blind 😭

You suppose it makes sense. She looks so perfect and you keep giving compliments. Like, why is she so pretty?? There's just so many possibilities you can do with her appearance!!

But, sadly, she doesn't let you give her makeovers much. Not that she doesn't like your work, she respects it and adores it, but arts isn't exactly her thing.

I think make-up of any kind would probably feel uncomfortable for her. Plus it would be a hassle to remove it, she would say.

What you can do is give her hair a trim. A perfect line, as much as possible. She comes to you when her hair feels longer, or more damaged, than usual. Granted, it can be boring, but you're just glad you're doing something for her.

Another thing is that you can choose outfits for her. You can doll her up anytime as long as you don't take too long picking combinations!

If she has time, she'll probably let you paint her nails. Make sure she doesn't regret it, or else she might never let you again.

She'd buy anything you want, by the way. Money isn't a problem for her. So you technically have unlimited supplies, thank goodness, 'cause sometimes they can be so expensive.

You jokingly tell her that even if you break up, if she ever changes her mind about getting something, she'll come to you. Absolute dibs on Caitlyn!!

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Maddie

I feel like Maddie has never really delved into bodily artworks, since she spent most of her time studying about laws and stuff.

Like,, do we agree on the motion that she cut her hair so she doesn't have to deal with it 😭 Less weight during missions too

So when her amazing girlfriend happens to be passionate about creatives? Oh, boy, she's going to be filled with curiosity.

She'll allow you to do anything you want to her, as long as it isn't permanent. In fact, she's super enthusiastic about it, always trusting the process and seeing the result.

You're so creative that it's impressive!! Even if it isn't your best work, she always finds a way to praise you 😭

She'd love to watch you work as well, but she's not exactly the quiet type 🥲

Expect a whole bunch of questions. "What's that for?" "Why are you putting that?" "Ooh, that technique looks complicated. How—"

One of your quality time is definitely you trying to teach her new things. Let her paint your nails, do your hair, and anything that can make you both happy.

If you make clips or whatnot, you definitely try to overload her fluffy hair with decoration. You try different hairstyles possible with that length of hers.

Sometimes, you catch her playing around with your make-up alone. It almost always ends with you fixing it up for her 😭

you, showing your new haircut (it looks horrible): yoooo isn't this so rizzing

jinx: hell yeah

caitlyn: you are not going out like that. go get your unnecessary amount of hair extensions and choose from there

maddie: hell yeah

[arminsumi]

Your blog is my daily serotonin <3

geto letting you put eyeliner on him while sitting on his lap- taking the opportunity to flirt with you!!! I'm imagining soft, light, almost tickling touches and his sultry eyes. reader *desperately* trying to keep her cool...

ahhhhaaaaaaaa

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𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ?

A/N: stawppp u made me blush tysm 💗 also this idea made me SPIN in my spinny chair i love it sm. sugie's eyes are so mesmerizing 🫠 (p.s. ur theme is so prettyyy!!)

Wc ≈ 1.4k

Pairing: GETO Suguru x f.reader

Summary: practicing putting eyeliner on your best friend, while sat in his lap. He can't help but take this chance to flirt with you. Of course, a certain someone interrupts your moment right at the end

Warnings; Satoru being a jackass and totally interrupting u guys at THE moment lol

♪ melting like an ice cream when you smile

“Is it bothering you? Should I clip it back?” Suguru asked.

“Nooo, I don’t mind it.” you replied. “I can keep your bangs at bay with my pinkie, ‘s all good.”

What you did mind was the proximity between you and him.

You could feel the support of his muscular thighs and the engulfing warmth radiating from his chest even through that oversized cotton shirt of his. The very white shirt that had always driven your senses wild for some reason – probably because of how its short sleeves teasingly hinted at his toned arms underneath without completely showing them off.

Pinkie keeping his bangs at bay, fingertip lightly pressing against his cheekbone and hair tickling your skin, you applied the eyeliner with slow, meticulous strokes.

Suguru was mesmerized. You looked focused like an artist at work on a painting. And he noticed that you seemed mesmerized, too. Even a bit shy, which he commented on because it was so unlike you.

“Shy, huh?” He teased.

“I’m not shy.” You denounced half-heartedly. “Why would I be?”

He just smirked in response, and that itself had such an effect on you; your careful line became an inky squiggle. “Oh no! No no no!” you muttered under your breath, hastily using your pinkie to wipe the mistake away but that only resulted in smudging it awkwardly into the crease of his eyes.

“Don’t laugh! Don’t smile! I have to fix the corner…” you begged with Suguru, but that only made him laugh and smile harder. He apologized through soft chuckles.

After correcting the mistake, you pulled back from his face to check that both sides seemed equal. Only when you pulled your face away like this, did you and Suguru realize in the back of your minds that you were quite close to each other earlier…

“Mesmerized by something?” he asked teasingly. His cool voice was so close to your ears, it felt like it reverberated in your whole chest.

Sultry eyes narrowed interestedly at you as you observed the corners of them. Those abyssal irises demanded eye contact from you, and once they got it, they peered into your soul. Suguru loved doing that, not only to appreciate your eyes but because of your sweet, shy reaction.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to stare. Just making sure both sides look the same.” You told him.

“Mhm.” He hummed.

Maybe the broken eye contact is what led him to snake his arms around your waist and pull you closer. Or maybe he just missed the intimate closeness that you had with him earlier, when your faces were quite close.

 You tried to distract yourself from the bubbling heat in the pit of your stomach that his subtle touch caused. “I’m not very talented at eyeliner…” you admitted.

“Really? I think yours always looks good.” Suguru said.

“Just ‘good’ ?! That means I look bad.”

He chuckled. “No I – alright, I’ll phrase it better; you always look like you’re ready for a photoshoot.”

“Oh, stop flirting!” you scolded him playfully, causing his lips to stretch into a cheeky smile.

“Aw, you caught me in the act.” He muttered sultrily.

You tried not to smile, but that was very impossible in the moment. It seems it was the same for him, too. Being so close to you with his arms wrapped around your waist put him in an excited daze.

Sunset light streamed in through the sheer curtains, patterned shadows forming on the white bed made it seem like you were sitting on a grey meadow of flowers, twigs and leaves. A very slight rumble of traffic rose over the railing of the balcony just outside the sliding door. Tokyo had a certain sound and feeling to it, one you could never put your finger on.

After a bout of silence, you realized you and him had stopped talking and just stared into one another’s eyes. You’d even stopped applying the eyeliner. Stomachs knotted up with feelings, the two of you were both about to say something to each other before you blurted out “The brown eyeliner fits you well, glad I chose it.”

“Oh?” he batted his lashes at you… or was that an involuntary action? Who knows. You continued to carefully flick the felt tip of the eyeliner until a tiny, sharp angle was formed.

Well, ‘sharp’. It wasn’t as razor-edged as the other side, which really bothered you. The way you flitted your eyes between his two made him crack a smile that made his Addam’s apple subtly shift up and down.

“Do I look bad?” he asked curiously.

“Not at all… you look ho- you look good with eyeliner.” You replied.

“Oh, I look hot, huh? You crushin’ on me? Satoru’s gonna be heartbroken.” He joked.

“I'm not crushing — !” you squeaked quickly in response, taken aback.

“You’re not crushing on me or you’re not crushing on him?”

“I’ve never… I’m not crushing on Satoru.” You told him.

Such an unexpectedly serious question for him throw into the mellow atmosphere. He tried to sound light-hearted so he wouldn’t scare you off from answering, or give hint to his nervousness.

“So then…?”

“So then what?” you blinked at him, all movements of the eyeliner brush ceased. Things were getting heatedly exciting.

“So then, you have a thing for me?”

You widened your eyes at him. His heart thumped, he was getting nervous – unsure how to judge your reactions to his questions. He was trying to assess whether you liked him or not, and you were making it so hard. If only he could read your mind, he thought.

“Huh? What? Stop flustering me!” You laughed it off.

He could tell you were avoiding answering out of nervousness, but it still irked him; he really wanted to know.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to just spring that on you so suddenly. I was just… curious.” He said.

You sighed. “I’m… I’m already melting over you, no need to vaporize me.”

“Oh? You’re melting?” his eyes lit up, “Why?”

“Because…” you trailed off immediately, “No reason.” You lied.

“No reason?” he questioned, raising his brows sceptically, “You sure about that?”

With the way he raised his brows, his eyes became even more spellbinding. You felt completely bewitched by them. The pigment of the liquid eyeliner, paired with the undertones of the eye pencil you started with, paired with the slight glint of light in his eyes – all of it made that bubbling heat in your stomach explode into an even bigger feeling.

You got so lost in his pretty, abyssal eyes that you didn’t realize how silent you’d become, or how close you had gotten to his face – not that he minded the increased proximity, it had his heart pumping hard.

“You okay? Still melting?” he teased.

“Sorry! I’m just – “

“ – mesmerized by me? Melting for me?” he teased further.

“Suguru!” you laughed shyly.

“There’s no need to keep playing it off, I can see right through you.” He said seriously.

Your eyes lingered on his for much too long. It felt like what he said was true – it felt like he really could see right through you, like you were transparent. He was itching to break the tension between you and him with a feverish kiss. One of those classic, best-friends-to-lovers kisses that you see in the movies.

But then guess who burst through the door of your apartment as loudly as possible? Yeah, the jackass that you regretfully gave your apartment key to.

“YOUR SAVIOR HAS ARRIVED!” Satoru hollered, striding down the hallway and popping his head into your bedroom to find you and Suguru breaking apart very quickly, as if you weren’t just on his lap about to share your first kiss.

“Did ya miss me? ‘Course you did. What?”

“Nothing.” You shook your head.

“What’s with that look?” Satoru whined.

“Nothiiing!” You groaned, Suguru just chuckled under his breath.

“Yuh, I mean, I didn’t do anything, after all. Weirdos.” Oh, you really wanted to shove a pillow into his face.

He pounced on the bed, coming right between you and Suguru without thinking too much of it. “I’m so hungry – let’s get takeout.” He whined and rolled around on your bed. He pleaded until you gave in. “Yay, let’s fuckin’ go then I’m so starved.” He said dramatically.

So you and Suguru readied yourselves to go out for a spontaneous food trip.

“What a pity.” He said with the utmost sultriness in his eyes and voice, leaving you at the doorframe with a wink that lingered in your mind for the rest of the day.

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[lovelaetter]

JENNIE!! this is my time - not much but i cannot stop thinking about her getting the sluttiest tramp stamp when you tell her not to.

being pouty after you find out when you take her from behind and freezing, while she’s all whiny like “why’d you stop?…oh.”

definitely the type to film or take pictures while fucking - part of the reason why she got the tattoo anyways, cause it’d ‘look cuter.’ her collection in her phone is locked and absolutely filled with the two of you, even has a polaroid pile in the corner of her drawer :(

will absolutely mouth your ear off and be a brat in public but can’t think of her being anything but so whiny when you both fuck. i just luv her small ass and no i did not forget the puffy pussy jennie agenda !!!

imagine being right this many times !

she would so brag about the damn tattoo after you finish because one, she handled the pain so well, didn’t even need you to hold her hand, and two it’s just such a cool design. yeah, sure, she had to stay there with the tattoo artist leaning over her ass for a few hours— would say this just to get a reaction from you— but her friend was there all the time she swears they didn’t try anything funny.

the photos and videos thing is so true, specially the polaroids. she has a bunch she made you take while she has your strap in mouth and while she eats you out, her on all fours all spread and even some that she managed to take while you had your mouth on her, but they look shaky because it feels too good she couldn’t concentrate. but yeah, definitely her favorite is some video that really shows off how dumb you fuck her, like, she knew she probably sounded and looked stupid but she didn’t imagine it was THAT bad… the way she whines and babbles incoherent things, mouth hanging open, spit and tears !! she felt herself blushing hard.

a brat? yes, but the easiest to take care of because i’ve said before, all she needs is something inside her. you got her running her mouth only to shut the fuck up because two of your fingers get hooked at her entrance, just the tips, talking back that turns into babbling and whines, bucking her hips to get more. and of course you had to mention her cute ass and the puffy pussy :( eating her ass, pretty thing spreading her asscheeks for you to explore, twisting and moaning at the feeling of your tongue in her little hole, all while her pussy is also leaking with your fingers going in and out, puffy lips creamy and pink-ish tempting you to just keep going :(

[mapoeggplant]

skip to loafer chapter 68 + shima analysis // spoilers

acceptance of the monster: how facing the past is necessary when the goal is a brighter future

i think that those who have been following me for a while have seen all my analyses and random insights about shima. i have immense affection for him and he will always be one of my favorite characters ever. and chapters like this remind me of how important he is in my life. 

chapter 68 is very straight to the point, but it also hides some small and big changes that started to bubble up from previous chapters. for the first time, we no longer have small, not very explicit scenes from shima's memories or him being so afraid of finally facing the past: now we have the naked truth, laid out in front of us, so that we can understand a little more about how the childhood that shaped shima's entire life until now was.

unlike what i imagined, i didn't get angry with taiga now that he was introduced. of course, i don't think his actions were right or that he didn't influence shima in a negative way, but his appearance at that moment served as both a salvation and a tragedy for shima's life.

there are many layers to be analyzed. we know very, very little about taiga, but we can understand that he didn't have a very good relationship with his family either — the moment he talks about his parents' disappointment in him for giving up acting shows us that he was probably also forced to do something he didn't want to do. he is also the result of a desire imposed on him, causing him to rebel as the years went by.

in a way, meeting shima is like meeting your past self. i don't see much evil in his actions or see it as something malicious. i think he recognized in shima's face the same nervousness that he himself felt every time before his rehearsal, thus proposing that he also have an act of rebellion to feel a little freer.

however, the evil of all this is that taiga, without knowing anything, ends up entering shima's life at a time when he is most fragile and hurt by everything he has been facing (whether it be his abusive relationship with his mother or his growing fear of acting). shima sees taiga as an equal, someone who understands all the pain he has faced but managed to escape from it, while he’s still a prisoner. he sees the older boy as an inspiration, as a friend he longed for, who would show him what a life away from cameras and rehearsals would be like.

shima is still too young to understand everything that is happening around him, and too young to see any kind of problem in following his new friend. having a destructive act at a time of such fragility gives him a certain strength, because he understands this as the only way he has to face his mother and go against everything that is imposed on him. going out with taiga, even if secretly, is a message to his mother: you no longer have control over me.

unfortunately, we have known the result of these escapades for a long time. ririka, also worried about shima, decides to follow him and ends up being targeted by several online attacks. even though shima was the one who “took” her there, ririka, a beautiful and successful girl, is the perfect target.she is the one who suffers the direct consequences, and of course this is closely linked to the sexism that is rooted in society and how much people wait for a girl to make a small mistake so that they can destroy her in some way (i talk more about this in my exclusive ririka analysis).

now shima no longer has to face just two monsters: they have now multiplied into a thousand, becoming even stronger. the consequences of his rebellion come in an aggressive form, with his mother’s abuse and the new tarnished image he obtained in his artistic circle. his mother’s anxiety comes from the fact that shima would no longer get big roles, either because of this transgression or because he missed so many rehearsals, which did not lead to any improvement in terms of acting. blinded by all the anger she feels inside, shima's mother's direct response is no other than to attack her son.

child abuse is extremely common in the arts, whether by parents, the press, the public or co-workers. shima is just one of many young actors who have had to suffer the wrath of a parent who is disappointed by a dream that they themselves forced their children to have. and of course, this would result in years of being afraid to be who they are, to speak out and to live a normal life without carrying immense guilt. the prison that he has placed himself in for all these years is the evolution of the bonds imposed by his mother.

the turning point does not happen in this chapter itself, but in a sequence of long events that led him to where he is. it is impossible for shima to change overnight: it takes a lot of work and a lot, but a lot of analysis (even if it is self-analysis) to finally understand and be able to heal all this pain that he has been held hostage by for so many years. and the second part of the chapter shows exactly that.

shima is no longer afraid to face the monster of the past because he is no longer alone. he finally understands that there are people around him who care about him and fight to stay by his side. having people's support and love gives him the strength to move forward and continue this arduous battle of growing up. shima now understands what it is to be loved to the point of being happy about a past fight, as it resulted in an even closer relationship with mitsumi. he understands that being loved is being able to look back on the past and no longer feel pain or guilt, but to recognize the one who suffered so much, with no one by his side.

he now takes on the role of the monster, but no longer to affirm his guilt, but to be able to show his past self and all the other monsters around him how it is possible for him to be happy. how it is possible to decide things for yourself and follow your heart. how it is possible to love so many people and be loved in return. how it is possible to look at a person and feel an immense warmth, an inexplicable desire to keep fighting, all so that he can be by their side. 

shima is finally reaching out to his past self, so that they can form a new future together.

before i finish, i would also like to touch on an important point that i see the possibility of being discussed in the future: shima's current relationship with his mother. chapter 67 brought something very important, which was shima's recognition when he admitted that he felt a certain pity for his mother, due to all the comments he heard about her. deep down, he feels a certain empathy for his mother and no longer sees her as an unbeatable villain. he has been slowly trying to change his relationship with her, and the first step is to invite her to watch the play he chose to be in. this in my opinion shows shima's desire to forgive his mother in order to move on, but also seek some kind of forgiveness from her (which can be a result of many years of manipulation, since he still thinks he is guilty for a lot of his mother’s pain). i feel that we will still see a type of closeness between them and a deeper conversation, so that shima can finally feel like he belongs to a family again. this can be a triggering moment to a lot of readers, so if it does happen, please be mindful of it. 

the layers that not only this chapter but this whole new arc has are much deeper than we imagine. building a character requires love, patience and conversation. you need to listen and understand what your character wants. respect is needed so that the story can grow. takamatsu misaki has a huge affection for her characters, for her story and for everything she has been building since 2018.

we're so lucky to be able to follow such amazingly beautiful story.

thank you so much for reading 💛💛!! don't forget to support sensei if you can! always here to discuss more about the chapter!