#I hope this new year brings everyone lots of love and success

[str4wberryswisherr]

‘Twas my birthday yesterday 🧸💖

[laurawaldorf]

Hello! Finally our little Em Fanfic Fandom have more writers!

Can I request 000's Eminem falling for Rockstar!Reader that have a baby (Baby Daddy no present) she always bring everywhere and even steals some attetion to him? :b

🎸⋆°. 𝗦𝗡𝗔𝗣 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗜𝗧.

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| 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: Marshall Mathers III (Eminem) x Rockstar!Fem!Reader.

| 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘: Fluffy.

| 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: N/A.

| 𝗥𝗘𝗤𝗨��𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗗: yes.

| 𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡: Snap Out Of It — Arctic Monkeys.

( hey! i loved your request, I had a lot of fun writing it! I hope you like it. 🤍 )

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The noise of screams and applause filled the structure of the stadium where your rock band performed, you looked kindly at all the people who admired your art as you said goodbye with a wide smile after ending your show in New York.

— Thank you everyone for your support! Tonight was a very special night for us, New York! — You expressed with a vibrant smile, listening to all the love your fans had for you and your band.

The stage lights went dark, and you went backstage where your band team was with your youngest daughter, Remy, just two years old. You've always attracted a lot of attention in the industry, for being a successful rock singer with a successful band and a single mother who would do anything for your daughter, something Remy's father wouldn't do the same, he never did the least to get to know her after birth, leaving you alone to take care of a child, however, you did everything you could to fulfill your part of being a mother and a father in your daughter's life even with your busy schedule.

A happy smile spread across your lips as you picked up your daughter, your eyes sparkled when you saw that little child who had saved your life in so many ways. The other band members had the same loving smile for your daughter. The bassist, Mandy, approached Remy with a sweet smile.

— She's so cute! — Mandy said, stroking the little child's cheeks. — I saw a recording of her playing with the guitars, it was really cute!

You responded to the bassist with a smirk, looking up at the other woman, listening to the baby giggles that your daughter gave when she felt Mandy's touch on her cheeks.

— She sure is, Remy is passionate about guitars, maybe I'll give her one as a gift for her birthday. — You replied, turning your gaze to the child again.

On the other side of the dressing room, the guitarist named Axel who was adjusting the strings on his guitar was smiling at you and Remy.

— Maybe she'll be a guitarist like me, I'm really incredible. — He said in a cocky and fun way, making you laugh. — Yo, there's going to be a party at Dr Dre's mansion in a little while… are you going?

Mandy just let out a sideways smile and crossed her arms, throwing herself onto the small sofa there:

— I still don't know how you have contact with these Hip-Hop people...but I will go, will you, Y/N? — The bassist asked, looking up at you.

You continued to look at the girl in your arms, with your lips pressed together as you rubbed the back of your head in a tone of doubt.

— I will stay, Remy must be tired and she has school tomorrow...I'll stay at home. — You explained, raising your gaze to the two members who looked at him with an understanding look.

— That's fair. — Axel paused with a light sigh. — So, Mandy now call the other members because our car should already be waiting.

— Okay, we'll give you two a ride too, Y/N. — Mandy said, looking at Remy with a smirk.

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After a few weeks of your show, your performance was a complete success, it became news in all media and tabloids in all magazines. Your band's songs were played on different types of radio, from rock to pop, and it was also a constant question for some artists in interviews.

You were in your large apartment in downtown New York, in the kitchen as you prepared lunch for you and Remy while your daughter watched a random cartoon in the living room. You cut the vegetables and put them in the pan with bubbling water, your radio on the counter played some songs until you started an interview with Eminem, the rapper who was at the height of his career like you and who had already mentioned you in some songs.

You didn't pay much attention to the interview until the people hosting the interview mentioned your show and you, which made your interest grow quickly and take your attention completely to the radio.

— Yo, Em, I don't know if you're probably aware, but Y/N did a wonderful show a few weeks ago, we were impressed with how she managed to give such an authentic and captivating performance even though she just entered the industry. You've already mentioned her in some of your songs, how do you feel about her? — The interviewer asked, his voice squeaking slightly over the sound of the radio.

— To be more exact, I really admire what she and her band do. I was at the show with Proof watching her and it was…wow. As an artist, she has a lot of potential, and as a father...I see her as an inspiration, even though she is a single mother and has a huge career, she manages to be present in her daughter's life, and that is something to admire...In fact, If Y/N needs a candidate to be her daughter's stepfather, I'll volunteer. — Marshall said, in a joking tone that made all the interviewers laugh at the situation.

The whole situation left you with rosy cheeks and a silly smile on your lips, Marshall seemed like a nice guy, and who was also going through the same situation of being a single father after his divorce with his ex-wife, Kimberly. You felt a depth of truth behind his playful words, and that typical feeling of butterflies began to form in your stomach.

Your thoughts were quickly cut short after the sound of the landline telephone in the hallway of the apartment began to echo through the wall, making you turn off the stove and wipe your hands on the cloth on the counter, going over to the device.

Your hands went to the phone and placed it in your left ear, your silly smile remained on your face without realizing it.

— Hello?- — You were quickly interrupted by Mandy's excited voice coming from the other end of the line.

— Did you see what Eminem said about you on the radio? Girl, he's so into you! — The bassist's lively voice was mixed with some laughter.

You tilted your head slightly to the left side, pressing the fingers of your free hand to your lips.

— I saw…and did you see that he was at our show? But he was just joking, don’t be crazy. — You shrugged your shoulders, trying to convince yourself that it was just his joke.

However, Mandy wasn't convinced, she just rolled her eyes and snorted upon hearing your comment.

— You're always like that...it's clear he wants to talk to you! Look, Axel said that 50 is going to have a party and Eminem will be there, you go and I'll take care of Remy without any problems, you need to go! — The other woman said, you could feel her mischievous smile on the other end of the phone line.

Internally, you felt like you were going to explode. Your mind screamed for you to go and your skin heated up just thinking about talking to him, the blush on your cheeks became even more apparent and your smile grew even more.

— Okay...when is this party? I'll try to go. — You said in a shy tone, letting out a shaky breath.

The bassist let out a scream of joy upon hearing your question, and a proud smile formed on her lips.

— This Saturday! You have to go, choose your best outfit! — Ordered the other woman, ending the call without giving you a chance to respond or argue against it.

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The noise of Hip-Hop music and people having fun filled the air at 50 Cent's mansion, where the grand party that Mandy had mentioned to you days before was taking place.

You looked around and saw different artists having fun, drinking and even kissing in the corners of the room. You leaned on the bar counter in the center of the living room, while adjusting a black mini skirt and your black leather jacket with burgundy red details. In the other corner of the room, Marshall Mathers was watching you with a smirk on his lips, his gaze discreetly admiring your face and body, and by his side, there was his best friend Proof, who was observing the scene.

Without patience, Proof took his hands to the other rapper's shoulders and shook him lightly, making Eminem's gaze go to him.

— Are you going to stare at her like a idiot or go talk to her? — The boy asked, pulling his best friend out of his mental trance.

Marshall just muttered a small “Hm?” and again raised his gaze to you, swallowing dryly.

— I don't know, man... I don't know if she liked the “joke” I made on the radio. — Said the rapper, shrugging his shoulders and taking some of his drink to clear his throat.

The other boy just snorted and rolled his eyes, moving away from his best friend and looking up at you, letting out a sigh:

— If you don't go to her, she'll think you're just another cowardly dumbass! Go, man! — Proof replied, trying to encourage Marshall.

After a few minutes of mental preparation and encouragement from Proof, Eminem approached in slow and awkward steps, he quickened his breathing with each step he took and the closer he got to you.

You noticed someone approaching from behind, so you gently turned your head back and your gaze quickly landed on the rapper, which made your heart stop for a few seconds.

Marshall had the same reaction, his heart accelerated a little more when he saw your face and he felt his own body betray him, feeling his knees shaking as he tried to keep his posture upright.

— Yo, Y/N, right? — Marshall tried to start a conversation, feeling a spike of adrenaline in his heart palpitate.

Your hands felt cold and a shiver ran down your spine as you heard his voice mix with the sound of the party's loud music.

— Yes, it’s me... it's a pleasure to meet you, Marshall. — You replied, letting a sideways smile escape.

The blonde felt goosebumps on his skin when he heard you say his name, he knew he had a small crush on you...but he didn't know it was so intense.

— It’s nice to meet you too, so…I don’t know if you’ve listened to the radio lately, but I wanted to apologize if I offended you by the joke I made in that interview. — You could hear him slurring his own words in a nervous way, gesturing with his hands.

— It's okay, really. I even liked your joke, it was cute. — You answered him in the same way, your words escaping your mouths without thinking.

A spike of shame hit your heart as you realized what you had said, a red blush marked your cheeks as you widened your eyes slightly.

— Ah, so it's okay...do you mind if I buy you a drink? — The rapper asked, his nervousness slowly disappearing when he noticed the look on his face, his lips curling into a proud smile.

— I would love. — You replied, letting out a calm sigh.

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The rest of the night went well, the conversation between you and Marshall flowed better than you expected.

It was interesting to see the industry's most feared rapper be so kind and completely interesting and funny. At the moment, you were outside the party, observing the dark sky full of stars contrasting with the lights that the buildings that New York emitted.

— So...I heard there's a super cool bar near here, want to go with me? Just the two of us. — Marshall said, stroking your right hand gently.

— I'd love to, Em. — You replied, intertwining your fingers with his.

[msbigredmachine]

☕Roman Reigns Menu ☕

☕SIGNATURE DRINKS (Multi-chapters)☕

The Boy Next Door

A sexy mysterious man is new in town…but mystery is not all he brings with him… (Co-written with @harmshake) AU. [In Progress]

Power Couple - The Series

They say, “Behind every great man stands a great woman”. But behind the Universal Champion and the Tribal Chief is a different breed of woman, a force of nature capable of bringing even the Head of the Table to his knees…and vice versa. [Completed]

Into The Deep End - The Saga

Sasha has always tried to play it safe, to keep her life as simple and risk-free as possible. Things change, however, when she garners the interest of a handsome, charming, younger man from a completely different world than hers. As she starts to question her own rules, is she ready to take the biggest chance of them all? Will she let herself take that dive? My very first Roman fic set circa 2014. [Completed]

Targets 

Roman Reigns is an agent in the secret organization The Authority and one of the world’s deadliest assassins. When he crosses paths with a mysterious woman during an assignment, he makes a life-changing decision that switches his role from the hunter to the hunted. (AU Espionage Story)  [Completed]

Roman & Jaida: The We Are Series 

He’s not her most favorite person in the world, but she finds it in her heart to be there for him in his time of need. In return, he shows her just how much he appreciates it. Set around the events of the 2015 Royal Rumble and the Blizzard Raw the night after. [Completed]

You Consume Me

She was beautiful, tempting, carefree, and everything I thought I wanted in a woman. One taste and I was hooked, abandoning everything and everyone I cared about to be with her. What I failed to see was the other side of her; a side that was dark, dangerous…Deadly.  [Completed]

Come What May 

Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. So why did she feel like she was making the biggest mistake of her life? (Roman Reigns/OC/Tama Tonga)  [Completed]

☕DOUBLE SHOTS (Two-shots)☕

You Again 

That awkward moment when the biggest star in pro wrestling happens to be your high school bully…and he’s in your office. A 2-part series [Completed]

Talking Body 

Photoshoots, lingerie and a long overdue baecation are in store for Roman and Gia heading into their five-year(ish) anniversary. Let’s hope it all goes off without a hitch. [Completed]

☕SPECIALTY BREWS (One-shots)☕

Midnight Sparks - On New Year’s Eve, the OTC retreats to a quiet bar, craving solitude. When a confident and captivating woman crosses his path, their connection ignites, turning a quiet night into something unforgettable.

An Angelic Christmas🎄- On their first Christmas together, Roman and Naima share heartfelt gifts, tender moments, and an intimate celebration that deepens their connection. (Prelude on my upcoming fic, Finding Angel)

Nothing Left - The tale of a marriage built on trust, torn apart by lies, and a woman’s breaking point that should never have been reached.

Handsy - When the OTC asks for help and you oblige him, he’s very happy to return the favor.

Behind The Mask -  Sometimes love demands that you fight not for yourself—but for someone who can’t fight back.

Cheat Meal - The OTC is hungry for a whole lot more than just good food.

Butterscotch & Chocolate - What’s better than a hunky, rich and powerful Samoan boyfriend? Why, two, of course! (Roman Reigns/OC/The Rock)

Kitty Kat - After a lifetime of searching, the Tribal Chief may have finally found the woman of his dreams. Post-Summerslam 2024.

Black Sweatpants - Why did the Tribal Chief arrive late to the Pat McAfee Show? Based on Roman’s appearance on March 22 2024.

Checkmate - The new Smackdown GM reminds the Tribal Chief who’s boss, in more ways than one. The aftermath of the highly entertaining WrestleMania 40 Press Conference.

Santa Daddy🎄- All the Tribal Chief wants for Christmas is you.

Sugar & The Chief - Reader is a best-selling erotic author reflecting on the success of her newest novel, which is based on her secret affair with the man who became her muse.

Say Cheese - A steamy after-work rendezvous with the Tribal Chief and his princess is captured in 4K. 

In Peace - When one of the Wiseman’s incessant phone calls comes at the wrong time 🙄.

Here With Me - As the Bloodline Civil War takes an unexpected turn of events, Reader comes up with the perfect pick-me-up for her Tribal Chief. Post-Summerslam 2023.

M.K.A.M. (My Kinda Morning) - Who says birthday sex has to end after the birthday?

Dirty Little Secret - They are each other’s escape, too good to let go of. Until they have to let go.

I Still Heart You - This year, Valentine’s Day takes an interesting turn for two exes.

Latch - The most meaningful conversations take place in the shower. 

Daddy The Sub - The Tribal Chief comes home to receive his punishment.

Feedback - The Tribal Chief loves it when you tell show him how much you like his promos. Set after that epic unification contract signing segment of Feb 25, 2022

Sex On The Beach - Remember that “Running Around Naked” promo the Tribal Chief cut some months ago? Well, this is exactly what happened on the private island…in my mind at least.

Boss Lady - It’s always good to have a close working relationship with your boss. But what if you want to be closer? More importantly, what if the feeling is mutual? AU.

I Won’t Let You Fall -She was ready to give up on herself, but one man had to let her know he was not ready to lose her, even if it meant revealing a certain secret he’d kept to himself for years. 

Gold Digger - Roman is having a hard time getting rid of his gold-digging ex-wife. What exactly does he have to do to get her out of his life permanently? AU.

Believe - Still hurting from a nasty breakup, Livia is convinced that love does not exist. But Roman decides to prove her wrong…in the most romantic way possible.

The One That Got Away - On the biggest night of her career, Hollywood movie star Beverley Tyler looks back on what might have been. There are things more important than fame and fortune. Beverley learned that the hard way. 

The Mechanic - An impromptu trip to a service station leads to an encounter with a sexy mechanic. Her car isn’t the only thing he works on. AU.

☕ESPRESSO SHOTS (Drabbles)☕

Kiss Me (200 Words in May Challenge)

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[gojosattoru]

NEW ENDINGS NEW BEGINNINGS!!! THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!!!

Hello everyone!! It's been almost a year since I posted something on my blog >.< First of all, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Wish you guys a awesome 2025 may you be filled with happiness, love, health, and success! May peace come to our world and everyone's lifes! as soon as possible!! *hugs* Now want to thank you all for the support, love and care you gave to me through all these years on tumblr. It will be a time that I will cherish forever in my heart, all the moments, time, friendships I've made here! ; u ; You are all amazing and special to me! Thank you for being part of my life these past 11 years!! I'm doing this post to announce that I won't be on this blog anymore... Since last year I haven't been online, which I apologize for disappearing out of nowhere... I had some stuff to think on and happening on my life so I didn't had much energy to post, edit and reblog on tumblr. I had a bit of a burnout on tumblr, so I tho on making a break too and through all 2024 I have been focusing more on my art, drawing more to evolve my artsyle, trying to make merchandise from it and studying how to make my art as a living for me. I still have a lot to go but I really want to do this for the rest of my life and so I will be moving to a new account where I will be focusing more on my drawings, doing commissions, etc. If you want to follow me, it would be great to me (if not it's okay hehe) I don't want to cut off with anyone on here, I want to still be friends with you all and keep in touch hehe! My new blog is @letsbeeart ^^ (some of you already know this blog but I have moved to another acc so I could have this blog as a main acc) I have been posting a lil of my chibis on twitter last year, but now I will be posting on that new blog as well! If you could spread this post to let anyone know, it would mean a lot to me and I would appreciate it! Again, thank you for all the special time we spent together on this blog, I will be open since I have too many important edits and memories on here ; U ; I can't bring myself to delete this blog! I hope I can see some of you on my new blog and path hehe ^^ hope you guys have been doing well!! I love you so much! Please take care of yourselfs and stay fabulous!! THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!!!

[cosmicspark24]

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☁︎ Collective energies! ☁︎

Hi everyone! It's taken me a fair bit to get this done for you so any shares, likes and comments are appreciated. While reading I found some collective themes you can skip this bit or come back to it if you like it. Collectively there were lots of themes surrounding; new beginnings, new love (lots of romantic offers/new relationships), embracing creativity, investing in yourself, turning pain into power, going after your dreams, mental prisons due to perspective shift being needed, betrayals & travel. I hope you enjoy, I will be keeping these coming in 2025. Please check out my blog if you have a chance and there will be a Youtube channel coming next year. Love ya,

Thando

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Hello Pile 1:

Please remember that this is a collective reading so only take what feels intuitively to be your message. Thank you.

2025, 1st half:

The main theme of the first half of 2025 for you is new beginnings. What a wonderful start to a new year!! I see a few different themes for the people in this pile. We will begin with this theme of work. I feel that some of you have started new jobs, been promoted or are renewing your approach to work. There is an energy here of carefully balancing all the plates in your life, ensuring that you drop not a single one. I see this being something you achieve with relative easy. This does not mean it requires effort. I see some of you being very concerned with the idea of equal give and take. If the company refuses to pay me more, then I reserve the right to do the bare minimum and never agree to their attempts at giving me overtime - type energy. So if you have been thinking about a financial venture and have been feeling like you are not getting as much back as you are receiving, what can you change to facilitate you taking back your own power? I see especially for any masculines or women in their masculine energy/era that making money or juggling the important practical parts of your life is greatly important. I see you putting everything in your power in driving your new beginnings foreward. In that, I see that you are the wind beneath your wings. I am proud of you pile 1. For any masculines in this pile who have been confused about how to proceed with a relationship, I see you making moves towards that. For some of you this is physical travel to the one you love, for others you are taking a metaphorical journey back to your person. This reading is heavily talking about or directed at masculine energies. For women, I see this as you finally receiving clarity from a SP. This is someone you know to already have an interest but it is possible you were being given mixed messages.

2025, 2nd half:

The main theme of the second half of 2025 has to do with either you or a specific person. The theme is showing affection and attention to the one you like. So just take what applies. I feel that any confusion you may have had about a SP were cleared the moment you made the mental decision to stop hiding your own feelings from yourself. I'm seeing the energy of someone writing a message, pressing send, throwing away the phone and hiding under the covers. Then overthinking...well it's all in your head. Remember who the fuck you are in the second half of the year. Remind yourself that anything meant for you will make its way to you with ease. I see also for anyone not in this headspace, that you are focused on yourself. You are focused on treating yourself to whatever you want. You suddenly feel you haven't been socialising enough, and suddenly you have parties booked a few times a month. For the sexual beings, I see you getting yours in the second half of 2025. I see one-night stands, friends with benefits or anything that you like engaging in sexually being done wantonly. I see this self-focus on filling your own cup with dreams pr creativity bringing you immense peace. For those pursuing a SP, your success with this individual will bring you greater peace. Isn't that delicious?

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Hello Pile 2:

Please remember that this is a collective reading so only take what feels intuitively to be your message. Thank you.

2025, 1st half:

The main theme for the first half of 2025 is going to be money/business success. I feel that some of you have fully come into adulthood. I'm getting the feeling of 'my brain just fully developed'. The energy of this pile is that of someone who balances their maturity with their inner child needs. I see possibly a new job or a new business venture which came up as well for the previous pile. This new start can cause some confusion or introspection depending on the individual. I sense that you are scared of new beginnings or are used to doing things one sort of way but life has ushered you upon a new path. I see that the answers are within you, but you are too frightened to fully stand in your power and go, 'yes, I knew the last job was literally sucking my soul so it's okay that I have to pivot'. The key to happiness and business success for you is through following your passions. I know, how cliche. Yet you never know how a random talent or hyper-fixation can lead to something real and tangible. Pile 2, I see you moving on from previous heartbreak. You are burying and leaving behind painful memories of love and instead replacing it with passion, creativity and who knows...maybe new love.

2025, 2nd half:

The similarities in the actual cards I drew, is almost an exact replica with pile 1 so you may also relate to that pile. The main theme of the second half of your 2025 is all about renewal. Like a butterfly birthed from a cocoon I see you rise with fervour. You are focused and grinding. You are going so hard for yourself and achieving your dreams. You are being daring about things you've always wanted to try. I see you challenging yourself with hobbies, with thrill seeking activities. I see you achieving professional success and being in the spotlight for those achievements. Embrace it, soak it up. It is meant to be, let this be all the validation you need. There is a couple or two individuals who are aware of their spiritual connection to each other in this pile. You may have been on a break, or travelling or apart for some (necessary) reasons. You will get a sign sometime in this part of the year to connect with this person. So one of you will be reaching out via DM or however you both prefer your communications. I see a masculine in this pile in particular being very vocal about insecurities to do with work/business. I feel that this could be a masculine leaning on his mother through this time period. Just do whatever you need to to process your very valid fears then let it go. I recommend a burning ritual if this applies to you. This doesn't have to be a male person but whoever identifies with coming across at this stage of their lives in a masculine way. I see as a result of these conversations, you will make a decision on how to proceed and take appropriate action toward your new beginning.

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Hello Pile 3:

Please remember that this is a collective reading so only take what feels intuitively to be your message. Thank you.

2025, 1st half:

The main theme of the first half of you 2025 surrounds you being unsure how to proceed with a particular situation. I see a masculine energy or that of a person who is charming charismatic and self-assured,  being defensive and on guard with their heart after realising that they've the  love of their life. We always imagine that getting what we want we will immediately accept and embrace it. Instead Pile 3, you meet someone you like and you immediately acknowledge how unique and how distinct the feeling they give you is but you are so determined to ignore it or tell yourself there is something else at play here. Now that I am starting to interpret, I am seeing now that this lack of certainty from you pile 3 could be coming from how unbelievable it is to you to find someone you so strongly want to attach to and immediately want to drag down the isle, lovingly of course. You feel both lucky and scared that this little bit of luck might run away. For some of you I feel that you were already on a lucky streak and have now hit the motherload. I'll be honest and say though this person is the main focus mentally and emotionally, it will not be long between you realising that they mean that much to you and that your attraction for this SP is different, to you making an honest offer. For those already in union, your story looks a little bit different. For those in union, I am seeing an unmarried couple with the man in the planning phase of engagement. You will know if this is you because the masculine in the couple is strong, sexy and self-assured. He also may have been recently defensive about how much he is working. This is because he knows you want a surprise, he knows what you want in a proposal and he is gonna make it happen. The heavens are literally opening up to help you make this deeper commitment come together. Any couples with a wedding date in this half of the year in Pile 3, I see a great wedding and a true realisation that you have done the right thing by being with this person. Any couples already married, you could simply be deepening the bonds of your love. I see this through some sort of recitation of affections or something ceremonial (whatever that means to you)

2025, 2nd half:

The main theme of the second half of your 2025 is health. You may be having some secrets unearthed from your childhood that opens a can of worms for you to now digest. For some of you, you simple know that you have leaned too long into your naivete and have decided to finally do something to facilitate your growth and maturity. This pile is giving growth. With this new journey to explore the depths of yourself, comes gossip. There comes talks and speculation about how you are making so much money. How are you acquiring so many assets or how are you never seeming to struggle financially? Then the chatter goes into your sex life. There could be rumours you are sleeping around for money or you are being particularly sexually free at this time. This may or may not be an accurate representation of what you are doing, but that matters not. You are not defined by people who are not taking the time to know you but instead, speculating like you are spectator sport. If you are being at all promiscuous then please be aware that this can cause more burden or a different sort of trauma to unpack at a later date. By interacting with so many people, you are opening yourself up to microscopic tears to your psyche that will need to be repaired. I see you receiving messages from a SP. The feminine in question is coming through as a confident, sexy and ambitious woman. The man is coming through as ambitious, powerful and sexy. This is not necessarily gender specific so you could be the woman with the qualities of the man I see in this reading. It's not something to get hung up on. There is a sense that you are both defending what you have to the outside world while also drowning in the passion that you clearly have for each other. You're both drowning, willingly.

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Hello Pile 4:

Please remember that this is a collective reading so only take what feels intuitively to be your message. Thank you.

2025, 1st half:

The main theme for the first half of your 2025 is gossip and or chatter. Yet despite that being the main theme, the clarifying cards also show me a different secondary main theme which is of material comfortability. The reading has more pentacle cards than anything signalling money and resources, tangible or physical. You are coming through Pile 4 as a confident, successful single. If you are not single, you are certainly someone who feels whole and complete within themselves. This is not at the expense of another, but just an expression of the work you have done on yourself up until now. I feel the need to say Pile 4, you should be so proud of yourself for everything that you've achieved. You. Did. That. I see you being generous with you resources, but also vigilant. I see you making your younger self proud by being able to facilitate your desires materially. You have worked your way into a lucrative job or if not, you have lived a lifestyle well beyond your means and gotten comfortable with watching your savings beef up. If you need a massage you just get it, kinda energy. You don't think well, is there enough in my account, because you are either so financially responsible you know the ins and outs of your funds, or you're not pedantic but you allocate enough funds for everything you need. You run like clockwork even if it's something that you didn't always do. You have gotten to a place where you know which buttons to trigger within to achieve anything you need for different aspects of your life. You are coming across as untouchable, Pile 4. Your aura is extremely attractive right now and you could not look more delectable. You may be giving or receiving an offer of affections. This could be platonic or romantic but I feel for more of you it is romantic than platonic. Though you may have to take a second to think about it, you will consider yourself lucky in this opportunity and take it. You and your new love are happy and materially comfortable, together.

2025, 2nd half:

The main theme for the second half of your 2025 is grief/burdens. Some of the people in this pile, I see you travelling to pursue a new beginning. This could be anywhere to a new country/state. For some you are moving your whole life elsewhere while others you simply have not travelled enough and are off to make this dream a reality. There's something public about your trip. You could be documenting it or you may be very vocal about any struggles you may experience along the way. Struggles with money or logistics. Through the hardship though that you may experience along the way, you find yourself. For some you are finding yourself again, deeper aspects of your iceberg beneath the surface.  You find your own resilience and you are enchanted by it. You may at times punish yourself or self sabotage. You might spend too much on ubereats instead of saving or using sex as a distraction from your life. So long as you are being mindful and checking yourself when you feel those escapist tendencies coming through, you should be fine. A lot the changes you are going through at this time are fated. I see you going on a long journey of self-discovery, especially surrounding betrayals from others or from yourself. Allow yourself to grieve. Allow yourself to go through this period in a messy way because it's through the chaos that greater clarity will come through. It's through the inner conflict that you find that flickering ember of light.

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Hello Pile 5:

Please remember that this is a collective reading so only take what feels intuitively to be your message. Thank you.

2025, 1st half:

The main theme of your reading for the first half of 2025 is parents/authority figures. I feel that in this pile someone feels that they have been betrayed or duped by a parental or authority figure. Well I am here to tell you that the instant-karma they are about to receive will make you smile a little on the inside. I see you receiving a message likely through messages/online that this individual in question has been punished. Now this could look different for different people but for some of you I sense jail. Others more like a streak of bad luck or losing something important. I see a couple represented as masculine and feminine but these are energies not actual sexes. Both thinking, separately about their shared future. It's like people who are already seeing each other starting to daydream that they can really make it work. Or this could be friends who are starting to fall for each other. Well, aren't you lucky Pile 5 for the one you want not only wants you, but you are ordained to be together. You will receive the true happiness you have longed for. You forge forward you two lovebirds, leave the dust (parent/authority figure) behind as you hold each other shamelessly into the future.

2025, 2nd half:

The main theme for the second half of your 2025 is that of sexual tension/sexual exploration and for some of you just mental self-flagellation. You take whichever sounds like it resonates. Pile 5, you are becoming more and more self actualised as time goes on. In the second half of the year, you are feeling even more so that you are understanding yourself more and therefore better able to reach your highest potential. You know you are a star, you know you are destined for greatness and you know you have the will to achieve it. You have the tenacity, the staying power and the patience. You may receive heartbreaking news of betrayal in the second half of the year. For some of you this is because the person you were with has been unfaithful in some way (could be cheating or lying or anyway which counts within your own value system). For some this news was so obscure because there was some deceptive energy from the source. Once you speak to your partner, you unearth and realise that it's not your partner that is the problem, but elements outside of your relationship that are trying to cause you confusion and evidently a breakup. Whichever group you belong, I see this being something you will conquer and overcome through your self confidence. Sometimes the best way out is through. I see you refocusing on your foals, creativity, sexuality and therefore returning yourself back to a state of true happiness. You realise that as long as you have yourself and your dreams, everything else is inconsequential.

@cosmicspark24

[watarfallar]

Sxthee, I bring you more desert duo snacks!

Scar: I can't believe there's a cat somewhere in my house. Amazing feeling. Love cats. And he's here, in my house! Somewhere! And I may encounter him! What a treat.

Scar: We either die free, or die trying! Grian: Are those the only choices?

Grian: To everyone who has treated me poorly; I am sexier than you.

Scar: *Stands in trash can.* Grian: Scar, not again! You're not trash, you're at least recycling!

Scar: Did you like the food I made? Grian: No, not really. Scar: But I put my heart and soul into it! Grian: No wonder it tastes so cold and dead.

Grian: I am so cool. I am an absolute Chad. I am the epitome of coolness and awesomeness— Scar: Hi. Grian: *melts down in a flustered heap of softness*

Scar: We vegetarians love the environment. Carnivores are sick freaks. Grian: How can vegetarians possibly love the environment.. you keep eating all the fucking plants.

Scar: Be kind. Everyone is fighting their own battles. Grian: Why would I be kind? I will be brutal and relentless and ride into battle by their side!

Scar: If I run and leap at Grian, they will most certainly catch me in their arms. Scar, running towards Grian: Coming in! Grian: No! I’m holding coffee! Grian: *Drops coffee and catches Scar*

Grian, holding a scooter: Scar! Can I go outside and play with this? Scar: Sure, whatever. I'm not your parent, okay? Grian, running outside: Thanks Scar! Scar, running out after them and screaming: NOT ON THE STREET! STAY AWAY!

Grian, clearly drunk: Scar, hit me another drink… wooOO HOOoo… Scar: I think you need a therapist and not a bottle. Grian: I think yooOOoou need to shuUT YOUR MOUTH!

Scar: Wow. I keep stepping on a lot of crunchy twigs. Grian: Those are bones, Scar. Scar: *looks straight up* Not if I never look down.

Grian: Jellyfish have survived for 600,000 years without brains… Scar: A ray of hope for me!

*The squad has just arrived in a new city. Scar looks around at the wanted posters to see if they’re on any of them.* Grian: Scar, are you a criminal? Scar: Not here, I’m not!

Scar: I am literally evil incarnate. Scar: I’m not actually, I just enjoy being evil. Scar: Which I think actually makes it even more evil because I’m making a conscious effort.

Scar: Cause your pretty and your smart, and your ignoring me so your obviously my type. Grian, who was distracted: I'm sorry- what were you saying? Scar: Perfect.

Grian: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Scar: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely* Grian: That one. I want that one.

Grian: Scar, I… Grian: I love you! Scar: Not my problem.

Scar: You look good in that hoodie. Grian: You know where else I'd look good? Scar, zero hesitation: My bed. Grian, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?

Grian: How do I tell Scar that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

[emometalhead]

It's time for my annual New Year's post!! I hope everyone finds peace and fun as we enter 2025. Sending good vibes all around 🩷✨️.

As per tradition, I want to express my gratitude for my lovely friends here. (In alphabetical order by url.)

@awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands - Alessia!! You are such a sweetheart. You are such a caring, kind person, and you're so beautiful inside and out. I am extremely lucky to have you in my life. You are a wonderful cheerleader for my successes, and I can only hope I provide the same enthusiasm for your life. I'm so proud of you for completing your schooling earlier this year, and I'm even prouder that you were able to dedicate your time to subjects that interest you so greatly. Your talent, creativity, and determination are inspiring. You are going to do amazing things, and I hope this coming year brings lots of joy and success. Love you 🩷🩷

@born-to-lose - Hiiii Mel 😘. Here's to many more concerts, musical discoveries, and fun flirtatious moments in 2025. You deserve all of the best and most enjoyable experiences in life. You're so smart, so talented, and so dedicated to your passions. I am in awe of you, always. It's actually so rude that you're so lovely and incredible. Also you're hot. Like girl, what can't you do? Love you forever 💍. I'm excited to see what this year will bring for you. I hope it's lots of joy and success in your endeavors. You're creative, talented, have great taste, and you're such a likeable person. I know you'll amount to great things, and it is so cool to have a glimpse into your life.

@day-trippin-dreamer - Tina!!!!!! I tell you all the time how much I love you and how amazing I think you are. It still bears repeating. You are one of my favorite people, and your friendship means more to me than you'll ever know. I am giving you the biggest virtual hug. Thank you for being there for me for so many years now. I know I can always count on you when I'm down, and I can always count on you to be just as excited as me when good things happen. Also you have such good taste, and it will always be an honor to be your friend and mutual. Here's to another great year of friendship, and hopefully lots of lovely lovely things in your future. ILY ✨️🩷

@doctorqueensanatomy - Hello my dearest, Sheamus! We've been friends for a few years now, but the way in which our friendship has blossomed this year has been so beautiful to me. I live for our life updates and spirited conversations about media, the effects of Capitalism, our regional quirks, and literally anything and everything else. I'm eternally grateful for you. I so badly wish I could snap my fingers and transport across the world to hang out with you. I'm always impressed by your thoughtfulness and ability to talk through situations. You are so smart, brilliant, and fun. I hope you know how much I love you. May this coming year bring us even closer. 🥰🥰

@duffmckagans - Hi Kelsey!! 😁 I'm so glad you're back on here!! Your presence brings a calm and bright energy into my life. We have had such a good few years of friendship despite the chaos surrounding both of our lives. After a bit of separation this year due to the aforementioned chaos, I hope 2025 will bring us closer than ever. I love how easily you understand my insane ramblings and the one million connections I make between media I love. You are so incredibly smart, insightful, and creative. I'll never stop being in awe of you. I also appreciate your willingness to be petty and dramatic with me. Multifaceted queen lol. Seriously though, I love you a ton, and I'm so happy you're in my life. I hope 2025 brings you stability and success. I'm always rooting for you.

@idontwanttospoiltheparty - Hi Fiona! I know we don't talk a ton, but your presence on my dash is always greatly appreciated. I love your takes, informed nuance, and analysis. It is clear how much thought you put into everything you care about, and that is admirable. I hope you know I genuinely take time to read and process everything you post, because it is always interesting. I hope this coming year is a positive one for you. I can't wait to see what you do or create next, and I'm sending good vibes your way. 🥰

@inquisitiveheretic - Hi Lee!! You've been around less this year, so I have really had to pay attention and appreciate when you're on my dash. Idk if you'll even see this, but I hope you do. I am wishing the best for you! I hope you're thriving irl. You will always be a person I hold a lot of respect for. It's been a long while, and I miss our chats. Just know even if we don't speak at all, I am always rooting for you. I hope lots of great media and interesting analysis comes your way in 2025. ♡♡♡

@losers-yurio - RYLIE!! I have no clue if you'll see this lol. I'm including you anyway. I will always always always be so grateful that we met. You will always be my first true Internet friend, and I'll never be able to explain the impact you've had on my life. I'm so grateful for you. It seems like you're absolutely killing it in college, and I'm so proud of you. You're such a kind, funny, and beautiful person. What an honor it is to even peripherally be in your life. I'm sending hugs and good vibes forever and ever. Here's to a wonderful new year ✨️✨️✨️

@nocturnal-light - Lynne, you impress me every single day. You're a great artist. Your drawings and crafts are always so cool, and it is an awesome thing to see. Your skating is so gorgeous. I'm so proud of you for everything you have accomplished with your skating career, and I'm so happy for you to have opportunities to do what you love. You are a ray a light, and I hope you know how much I adore you even though we don't talk too often. I hope you have a great 2025 full of music and fun. 🩷🩷

@no-fxn-club - Frankie!! Frankie!! Frankie!! You have no clue how often I think of you. Everytime I see cows, I think "Frankie would love them". Everytime I see a post where someone refers to a soda as a coke, I think of you. Everytime I listen to The Used or Set It Off or hear a southern twang, I think of you. You mean so much to me, and it is such an honor to know you. You have the best sense of humor, great taste in music, such a streak of creativeness, and it all cumulates in you being one of the best people I know. I am wishing you (and all your pets!!) a lovely, lovely 2025. 🖤🖤🖤

@only-a-heartbeat-away Hi Harlow! I think a lot of our interests have diverged, but I still have so much joy about us being mutuals. You're a really great person, and I love that we can still connect despite being in so many different fandoms. I love your passion about the bands you love, and I hope you discover even more cool music in the new year. I'm sending good vibes your way!! 🩷

@rebelrollerqueen - Hey Ren!! You haven't been around as much lately, so I hope you see this. I'm so proud of you. You are so intelligent, determined, and expressive. Your hair, makeup, and fashion are always above and beyond. Your taste in music is so good. Plus, you're a genuine, kind, and loving person. I don't care how old you become. I'll always be happy to be your Internet Mom. Seeing you grow over the last few years has been a beautiful thing, and I can't wait to continue seeing you move forward and succeed in life. Love you so much!! ♥️

@sohardlovingyou Hi Jori!!! You're my pop girlie icon forever. I love how tuned in you are to all the celebrity gossip and internet drama, and I love how happily you cheer on the people you're a fan of. Your blog is always a source of joy for me. It is so fun seeing your takes, and it's even more fun with how often our opinions overlap. You're such a fun person, and you're also gorgeous!! The whole package!! I hope you're winning in life, and I'm sending all the best vibes. May 2025 help us live out our poppiest fantasies. 💅🩷

@therockywhorerpictureshow - Hey Ella! 🥰 You're such a lovely presence on my dash!! I love getting little glimpses into your life. You have such adorable dogs. You are a baking icon. Seriously I want to eat everything you post 😭. If I ever find myself out East, I will seek you out for hugs and baked goods lol. You're so damn pretty it's actually crazy, and you're so sweet too. Just a lovely person overall. I'm so glad we're friends, and I hope 2025 brings you lots of good things. I'm so proud of you for going to school this year. It is an impressive and scary thing. You're pushing through and doing great. I hope you know I'm rooting for your success in all avenues. Love you!!

@xx-key-xx - Key, you're such a legend. You are the 2000s it girl of my dreams. You're so damn cool, and I love how much you're absolutely killing it. Your fashion, hair, and makeup are inspiring. I'm always happy to hype you up, and I can't wait to see what 2025 brings you for. I'm sending all the good vibes and energy your way. Let's party like it's 2005. 😎 Love you, icon!!

[umlewis]

lewis hamilton is interviewed during the press conference on media day [part 1/2], brazil - october 31, 2024 (transcript under the cut)

Interviewer: "Why don't we start with the honorary citizen of Brazil? Lewis, you're back in a country you love, at a circuit you love, where you've had a lot of success in the past. Just how excited are you, ahead of this grand prix?" Lewis: "Good afternoon, everyone. I love coming here. I've been really excited about the trip and just getting back. Every opportunity I have to spend time here, you learn more about the culture, you are able to engage more. I know the Senna Foundation did an amazing event last night, with all the great work that they're doing. And it's just the colors, it's Ayrton, it's the culture, the people. So you really vibe off that through the whole weekend." Interviewer: "Lewis, you say it's Ayrton. There's a very special thng happening on Saturay evening here. You're gonna be driving his 1990 McLaren. How special is it for you to commemorate him here at Interlagos?" Lewis: "Well, I mean, every time we come here is an opportunity to do that, and I think so many of the drivers also do that. But I never in a million years thought I would get to drive Sanna's car here, so when… I remember someone contacted me… My manager told me about it, and I jumped at the opportunity. Back in the day when I was at McLaren I did get the chance to drive the MP4/4 around Silverstone, which was incredble, and… But just the thought of driving that car around here… I remember the races when he finally won here and held the flag, and yeah, it'll definitely be quite an emotional experience, and I hope people are here to see it. I had a helmet made with… Just his helmet, made for me, but I don't know if we're using that one tomorrow. But I think the initial hope was for it to be a suprrise. So I had an all-white suit and his helmet, and I'd go out and drive the lap and it would just look like it was him out there. But somehow it got out there and [laughs] it's impossible to keep things quiet." Interviewer: "Lewis, it's a manual gearbox. How's your heel-and-toe-ing these days?" Lewis: "I'm always heel-and-toe-ing, so… [laughs] No, it used to be really good when I was younger, and when I did the MP4/4 I was able to do it back then. Something I miss. I wish we had that in Formula 1. I mean, the two-pedal thing is just not exciting, and they need to bring back the HBOX. It was awesome." Interviewer: "Look, let's bring it back to Mercdes now, what's happening this weekend - a sprint weekend. It was the best combined performance for the team since the summer break, last weekend in Mexico. Just how confident are you of getting a good performance here?" Lewis: "'Confident.' I mean, it's been a very turbulent year. I think we always arrive with confidence and with a positive mental attitude, but the car is just… I don't know how… I'm sure it's similar for the other drivers, but there's glimpses of hope, and then things swing back and forth-whether it's tires, whether it's the aero-so you enver know what you're gonna get. I always feel like Forrest Gump when I say that. But then yeah, I'm hoping the car… The last race was really positive for us, in terms of the end result, but through the weekend was definitely… George's crash during the weekend, and then I started with a bad start of the race but then got better towards the end. So there's definitely potential within the car and we're always looking to just fine-tune it and hope we can extract more from it, and I'm hoping with the new surface here maybe we can have a better race."

[sachirobabe]

Chapter 10

Gojo Satoru x reader

Wc: 4628

Curseless au

Summary: Amidst the zombie apocalypse, your courage shines as you not only saves lives but capture the heart of Gojo Satoru. Together with his first-year students, you all embark on a perilous journey, not only for survival but in a quest for a cure that adds a poignant layer to the unfolding romance.

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You and Satoru talked all night, up until it was your turn to be on watch. "You should go to bed." You say to the man.

"Why? I'm having fun talking to you." He shrugs.

You roll your eyes, "You're going to be tired tomorrow."

"I've gone days without sleeping, I'll be okay, sweetheart." He hums, tapping his fingers lightly on your thigh. You enjoy the proximity, a bit too much actually.

You're not sure how the lines became so blurred between you two, but you're not really complaining. You enjoy his company, a lot—a little too much. You're staring to crave more with him.

But going a step further gives you anxiety. You didn't want to ruin the friendship that was still blooming. You stare at him, he seems to be amused by his finger tapping on your clothed skin, he was way too pretty for his own good.

You couldn't help but push a few strands of hair away from his face, his hair had gotten really long now. He looks up at you, smiling at your action, he's now moved closer than he was before.

"You think I need a haircut?" You could feel his breath on you, your noses almost touching. You place a hand on the side of his face and your eyes flicker from his eyes down to his mouth.

He smirks widely, loving the affection. He also glances down at your lips, bringing you closer to him. You pull back when you hear footsteps and he frowns, seeing who interrupted.

Megumi rubs his eyes as he entered the kitchen, eyeing the two of you sleepily. He's too tired to notice the blush on Satoru and how you aren't making eye contact with him.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." Satoru quickly regains composure. Megumi frowns and takes a sip of water then walks back to the room where everyone was sleeping.

"It won't be much longer before everyone else wakes up." You clear your throat, pretending that little moment didn't happen.

"Yeah," Satoru sighs, "Did you want to try and catch some breakfast?" He asks hopeful to be able to talk to you.

You nod, "Let's go." You smile and get up, stretching before following after him to quickly get ready. He quietly opens the door and waits for you as you're writing a quick note to the others as to where you've both gone.

It's chilly, more than usual as you step outside. Satoru wraps the scarf he lent to you to cover your face more. "You look cold." He smiles quickly and immediately brings his guard up now that you're both in the open.

"Thank you." You mutter and match pace with him as he takes you somewhere new to hunt. Your gloves weren't doing much to prevent you from the cold, they still felt numb and tingly as you held onto your bow.

Satoru quickly goes down and you follow him, trying to spot what he saw. Your blood runs cold as you see a zombie.

"Why's it here?" You quietly whisper just enough for Satoru to hear.

He shakes his head, his hair moving along with him, you can't help but smile softly. Zombies were not commonly seen near the base, it was too much of a climb for them.

Satoru moves forward, wary of where the zombie might be, he leads you to a familiar place, one where you've had the most success in getting food.

He watches you as you're completely focused on finding breakfast. He admires the way you look right now, the sun hitting you just right and the small snowflakes falling onto your hair making you appear more beautiful.

Satoru gives himself this one time to come to terms about how he's feeling, he thinks it's wrong to think about you this way. He quickly shakes his head, knowing it would pass.

But everything in him wants to ask about the moment you shared on the couch earlier. He wonders what would've happened if Megumi had stayed asleep for not even a minute longer.

Would you have allowed him to kiss you? Why did he want to kiss you? All these thoughts ran through his head, he frowned as he tried to come up with the most logical explanation.

You had caught breakfast effectively, it did take awhile, but it was done. "We can go now." You smile at him and he's taken out of his thoughts, nodding and allowing you to lead the way back.

He's nervous. He's never been this nervous before to talk to you, he's debating if he should bring up the incident. Now would be a perfect time, but he's stalling.

"Did you ever tell Nanami about the base we found?" You break the silence.

He nods, "I mentioned it while you were ignoring me." He teases.

You pout, "I said I was sorry."

"Kidding, kidding." He chuckles amused, "He says he'd like to see it for himself today. We're only here for another day and we head back tomorrow."

"It went by too quickly." You sigh, "I'm not looking forward to walking all day."

He chuckles kicking the snow, "Me neither, princess." You both walk in and see everyone in the living room/kitchen.

"We'll go start a fire." Inumaki signs and drags Maki and panda with him.

"Took awhile." Shoko yawns, "we were starting to think that you'd gotten eaten." She jokes

You shake your head, "We saw a zombie."

"A zombie?" Nanami's attention is caught.

"It was all alone." Satoru shuts the door and makes sure the door is barricaded well.

"That's..weird." Nanami says.

"When are we leaving?" Nobara asks and gets up from the couch and Megumi and Itadori follow after her, like she's their leader.

"Sometime after we eat breakfast, thank you, by the way." Nanami smiles and takes the animal from your hands to prepare it.

"No problem." You smile back, you sit down at a chair and wince a little. Remembering how Satoru was needy the other day and had leaned against the bathroom door waiting and when you opened it he fell on top of you, making your ass hit the ground.

"What's wrong?" Satoru asks, watching Shoko leave with Nanami to help prepare the breakfast.

"My ass still hurts from the other day." You frown and try to sit more comfortably, now hyperaware that it hurts.

"You want me to massage it?" He smirks.

You're not amused in the slightest, "I'm leaving." You say and move to the couch, he smiles widely and hurries behind you, tackling you onto the couch in a bear hug. "Satoru!" You yell.

"What?" He asks acting cluelessly, wrapping his arms tighter around you, not letting you break free no matter how hard you try. 'Damn he's strong.' You think.

"What's gotten into you?!" You giggle and move to at least be able to breathe.

The first-years hear the commotion and see their teacher goofing around, as usual. But this time, a small smile adorning their faces, happy to see Satoru laughing with you.

"Breakfast is..ready." Shoko walks back in and sees what the first-years are looking at. Her features softening at the sight. "Cmon you two." She says chuckling.

"You're annoying." You say breathing heavily and Satoru just smiles widely at you.

After eating breakfast, Nanami prepared to go check out the new base. You waited by the door, waiting for Satoru who always took the longest to get ready.

"We're losing daylight." Maki looks at her watch.

"He said his hair needed to be perfect." Inumaki signs while chuckling.

"For what? To impress a zombie?" You jokingly sign back.

"Maybe not a zombie." Panda responds and you're confused as to what he meant, but Satoru had finally left the bathroom and declared he was ready.

"No casualties please!" Satoru reminds and walks out the door, dragging you by the hand.

"I can walk." You chuckle and take your hand back.

"Stay by me." He says.

"I always am. You never leave me alone." You say back and he chuckles, knowing there was no denying it.

"Focus up there." Nanami's deep voice pulls the both of you out of conversation and you made sure your gun was full of ammo and focused entirely on your surroundings.

The cold air was harsh as ever, snow falling harder than any other day. You wished there was a hot spring near, but the only one you knew of was on the way back to the original base.

You feel like your hands are going to fall off, as you turned the corner there was a hoard of zombies blocking your path. They had been feeding on what you assume was a human. Your face contorts into one of disgust and sadness,

You raise a hand, indicating something ahead. "Nanami?" Your whisper barely heard, but he knew it was one to get his attention and make a decision on what to do.

"Let's go back, I think we can go around." Satoru suggests and Nanami nods along with him. You're all carefully walking backward, making sure not to get any attention from the hoard.

You can feel yourself holding your breath and letting it go in relief as you're out of sight from the zombies. The group navigates around the zombies, careful to not run into any trouble.

As you all pass by the mall where you had endangered your friends your stomach churns and does flips. Satoru takes note of this and places a hand on the small of your back, reassuring you silently.

You give a half smile and look ahead, knowing what he was saying without him even saying it.

"How much further?" Inumaki gets Itadoris attention and signs.

"Not much longer." He signs back.

"Are you sure it's the one?" Nanami joined in the conversation.

"I'm positive." You sign back, and look ahead to point at the base all alone, no buildings around it, making it perfect to see any enemies.

"The electric fence shouldn't be on." Megumi signs quickly, "looks the same as we left it."

Nanami nods and looks around before quickly yanking the gate open and allowing all of you through, shutting and locking it before any danger could get in.

You all ran towards the door that the first-years found last time and go inside. The mess of Megumi was still there, Nobara and Itadori tease the boy about it.

"This is it." You smile and you all scan the entire base, making sure nobody was there. "Come with me." You grab Shoko and buzzed with excitement to be able to show her the lab of her dreams.

She gasps softly as she walks in, taking in all the equipment and technology. "It's everything and more." She says.

"I know." You smile widely, "isn't it great?" You say with a glimmer of hope, finally seeing something positive in all of this negativity.

"We need to move here as soon as possible." Shoko says and turns around to face you and is met with everybody in the room now.

"We will." Satoru says seriously.

"Everything works here." Nanami says, a hint of a smile forcing itself onto his face. "We need to claim it immediately."

"We leave tomorrow." Megumi reminds.

"Will some of us stay here and wait for the rest to pack up things and then come back?" Nobara asks, you're all grouped up moving towards one of the shared living spaces in the base.

"I'm not sure splitting up would be the best idea." You say sitting down next to Satoru.

"But what if someone else claims it while we're gone?" Panda brings up a valid point.

"I think a few of us could hold down the fort for a few days." Maki says.

"A few days? It takes like a week to get from here and back." Inumaki signs.

"Walking," Maki corrects, "but if we were to take one of the cars we could get there much quicker."

"That'd bring too much attention," Nanami begins, "if anything were to go wrong and someone attacked us, we'd be down in numbers."

"And we know most of the powerful gangs are full of numbers." Itadori adds.

"Are you saying we're weak?" Satoru pipes in, raising a challenging eyebrow.

Nanami quickly shakes his head, "No, I believe in each and every one of you. I was just hypothetically saying the worst."

"What if we all go in the car?" You bring up, "We'll take two so we can all fit and we quickly go back and get whatever's the most important and come back."

"That would take away the worry of somewhat being outnumbered." Satoru goes along.

"We'd still attract attention." Nanami frowns. Any solution brought up was retaliated by another statement.

"We're going to be using the cars at some point." You clear your throat after a moment of silence, "Might as well start now."

"It could make us seem more powerful and others won't want to engage." Satoru backs you up.

"We're willing to fight." The second-years say and the first-years nod along.

"It doesn't sound bad." Shoko says to Nanami.

Nanami nods. "Okay. We'll do that." He says and goes to find a piece of paper and pen to write out some scenarios and ways to get out of them with the least amount of damage.

"The drive will be about 2 hours, less since we don't have to follow laws." Satoru smirks. "Nanami and I will drive the two cars."

"How do we know there's nothing wrong with the cars?" Inumaki asks a question that was on everybody's minds.

"I used to fix up cars with my dad," Nanami says, "I'll check them out right now." With that he excuses himself to get to work.

"Stay here with them?" Satoru asks Shoko and you and quickly follows after Nanami.

"Let's lock all the doors here just in case somebody gets in." You say and split up into small groups to get the job done quickly.

"Do you think the cars will be in good shape?" Panda asks you.

You think for a moment, "I would think so, but I don't know much about cars." You laugh, remembering how you jokingly used to play a game where you'd try to collect as many lights on your dashboard

"As long as the battery isn't dead and there's gas, we should be fine, right?" Maki chuckles.

"Tires too, they can't be flat." Inumaki reminds and you nod, glad that they knew slightly more than you. Knowing yourself, you probably would've just tried to start it and drive.

After securing all the doors and windows you all go to check on Nanami and Satoru, fearing that Satoru might've died from annoying Nanami too much.

You're glad to see he's still alive and chuckle at your thinking, your smile quickly disappears from your face as you see Satoru shirtless leaning on the car Nanami was currently looking at.

You take him in, looking at how chiseled his body was, sweat dripped down his body, glistening his soft pale skin. Everything moved in slow motion, his hair had become wet as well from his sweating and stick to his forehead.

He brings a hand to wipe away his forehead and he flexes unintentionally. He looked amazing. You couldn't look away. He finally sees that you're all there and smiles, not caring at all about the way he looks.

His confidence in his steps as he walks towards you makes your knees go weak, he says something to you, but it never registers. You're still admiring his body.

"Are you..going to faint?" Satoru chuckles nervously, holding onto your arms just in case.

"What?" You finally come to your senses.

"You feelin' all right?" He smirks, forgetting anybody else was in the room.

You shake your head, "I feel fine, was just worrying about the cars." You try to clear up and save your ass. Not wanting to admit you were ogling him.

"Ah, that pretty little head of yours is always worrying." He chuckles and you force your eyes toward at the car. "They're all good."

"That's great to hear, right Y/n?" Shoko smirks.

"Y-yeah, it is great." You clench your jaw, but put on a fake smile.

"I'm giving you guys 5 minutes to get whatever you need from the house and then we're booking it." Nanami says and shuts the hood of the car, he too was shirtless, but you couldn't stop looking at Satoru.

"I'm on first watch." Shoko pats your back harshly, bringing you back to reality.

You knew Satoru had a nice body, you got a glimpse of it when you all went to the hot springs, but this was more intense. And you're not sure why.

"You guys should get some rest." You say to the students.

"Can I ride with Nanami?" Itadori asks and Satoru frowns at him.

"We'll figure that out tomorrow." You chuckle, gaining your composure back.

"We're leaving earlier this time. We shouldn't run into too much trouble at those hours." Nanami wipes his hands on a cloth and throws it to the side, putting his shirt back on.

"You're going to get sick." You throw Satoru his shirt and he grins.

"You won't help me, doc?" He says and grumbles about putting his shirt back on.

You roll your eyes, "I'll let you suffer." You say and start to walk away. Your face felt hot remembering the picture of his body engraved in your mind.

"Hey! Wait up!" Satoru laughs and follows you.

"I need to shower." You say.

"Without me?" He jokes, but deep down within him he wants to.

"What?" You laugh.

"We'll save water." He shrugs.

"Stay here." Your fake smile is the last thing he sees as you shut the door in his face and he groans. He huffs and waits outside the door for you. His imagination running a little wild and he has to keep shaking his head to stop.

You come out wearing only a towel, and a very small one Satoru notes. He gulps at the sight of your body, your wet skin making you look like you're glowing and he's loving every second of it.

"Can you pass me my clothes?" You ask him and he stays in place, watching you talk to him, but nothing reaching his ears.

"Satoru, quit being annoying and hand me my clothes." You chuckle and be finally looks you in the eyes, he stutters and grabs your clothes. "Thanks." You eye him and shut the door to finish.

How was he supposed to function now? His pull towards you was getting out of hand. He can't bring himself to admit anything other than it's a small crush, but god was he starting to lose his composure.

He showers after you and his mind goes crazy. 'You're going to be the death of him.'  He thinks.

You smile and see that somebody had set up your bed for you, you're exhausted and lay down, closing your eyes and trying your best to fall asleep. Your sleepiness goes away as soon as you feel Satoru come into the room and set up his bed right next to you.

He's restless next to you, tossing and turning. You're getting a little annoyed at his constant moving. "Stay still." You whisper and turn to your side to face him, sleepiness evident in your voice.

Satoru huffs dramatically, 'it's your fault.' He thinks to himself.

"Go to sleep." You mumble tiredly.

"Sorry, princess." He turns to face you as well, moving a piece of your hair out of the way. You're plaguing his mind without even knowing. He thinks he needs to see Shoko as soon as he can to get checked out, something's definitely wrong with him.

He finally falls asleep once he hears Nanami and Shoko trade places for being on watch.

You're awoken by Nanami's voice, telling you to get ready to leave. You try to get up but feel the weight of Satoru's arm around you.

You're sure he didn't mean to, you move it so neither of you have to have that conversation. Your hands find their way to his hair, giving him light scratches, he looked content.

He hums sleepily, a smile on his face. "What a great way to wake up." He says, voice hoarse and deep.

"We're about to leave." You say and remove your hand from his soft hair, he groans and sits up reluctantly.

Everyone was up and moving, waiting for their dear teacher.

"Did you wake him up?" Megumi asks you.

"He's up." You sigh, "Are you guys ready?"

He nods, "Nanami is getting the cars ready."

"Satoru, let's go." You peek your head back into the room and say, he frowns as he puts his shirt back on. "Are you in Nanami's car?" You ask Megumi.

He nods, "Itadori, Nobara, Shoko, and I are riding with him."

"Sounds good, where's Maki, Panda, and Inumaki?" You look around, trying to pinpoint them.

"They're already in the car waiting." Itadori yawns and makes his way to the bathroom last minute.

"Nanami said to give this to you, he doesn't trust Gojo with it." Nobara comes up and hands you a walkie talkie.

"Thanks." You chuckle and Satoru comes out of the room, seemingly ready, he throws a heavy arm over your shoulder, grinning at the first-years.

"Are you guys excited to ride with your favorite teacher?" Satoru says obnoxiously.

"Yeah, we're riding with Nanami." Megumi smirks, loving to her under his skin.

"What—?"

"Let's go." You interrupt Satoru and drag him towards the cars, the first-years following after you and getting into Nanami's car.

"He wasn't kidding?!" Satoru says loudly and Maki flinches at his volume, a glare being sent his way.

"Follow me. I gave Y/n a walkie talkie, call in if anything happens." Nanami says, starting his car.

"Got it, got it." Satoru huffs and rolls his eyes, "We're ready, over." He grabs the walkie talkie from your hands and speaks into it.

Nanami was not impressed by this and gives Satoru a deadpan look. "I can hear you just fine." He says and rolls up his window, looking ahead for the door to open.

Satoru grins, "Buckle up!" He says and accelerates the car to follow Nanami. You're on high alert now that you're all out of the base, Nanami drives ahead and stops at a stop sign, making Satoru scoff and quickly grabbing the walkie talkie.

"No way you're following the law right now." Satoru yells.

"Just being cautious." Nanami answers.

"Who cares!" You can briefly hear Shoko over the walkie, Nanami reluctantly obeys and speeds up, not caring about traffic laws.

Satoru grins as he steps on the gas, enjoying the fact he can break all the rules on the road. You look around as he drives to make sure nothing is raising a red flag.

"At this pace, we'll be back home in an hour." Inumaki signs to Maki and Panda.

"I think Gojo is having fun." Panda chuckles.

You'll admit it felt nice to not see any traffic in sight, remembering how awful the traffic was before the apocalypse. You glance at Satoru, his smile still plastered on his face, he looks cute.

He's having fun driving this way, he even gets so close to Nanami's car that they're about to touch. Nanami warned Satoru on the walkie to quit it. He then sees there's multiple lanes ahead and speeds up to drive side by side with him.

His boyish laugh brings butterflies to your stomach, you're having a hard time holding back, you stop yourself from looking at him and focus ahead.

He eventually calms down from the high of being on the road again and drives behind Nanami. The second-years were somehow able to sleep throughout the entire drive.

No dangers were faced on the way to the original base, you quickly wake up the second-years and they prepare to pack as quickly as they could.

Satoru comes to a hard stop and the students rush out to grab their things, you're next to follow and start throwing your things in the large trunk. No words were said, in fear of wasting time.

You're done before the others, panting slightly as you wait by the car. There's movement from the corner of your eye, you take the safety off your gun and get ready for anything.

"There's no sneaking past you." You hear the voice say, you look around trying to pin point it and get focused on a bush. The voice is familiar, you've heard it before.

"Show yourself." You say loudly, clenching your jaw. You point the gun, finger on the trigger.

He emerges from the bush you were pin pointing. It was the one you shot awhile back when you all were heading to the radio tower. "The names, Jogo. Nice to meet 'ya." He grins evilly.

"I don't care. Go or I'll kill you." Your voice has no hint of backing down.

"You're the one who shot me." He scoffs, "Look, I'm all better now."

"All better? Is that why you have a cane?" You roll your eyes, getting ready to trigger the gun.

Suddenly another figure runs to your side and tackles you down to the ground. Your gun gets thrown off to the side. You hit the ground hard and wrestle to get free, you're struggling at his strength, but you remember the knifes littered all over your body.

He straddles you and goes to punch your face, you dodge easily and pull out a knife from your leg pocket, you easily stab it into his side and he screams loudly, you push him off of you and run to grab your gun.

Jogo drops his handcuffs, ones that you assume he was trying to capture you with once the patch face guy knocked you out. Jogo runs to grab your gun, or do anything to prevent you from getting it.

Shots were fired behind you, your vision getting blurry, Jogo gets to your gun before you, before he can aim and fire, you tackle him.

Satoru found it weird that you hadn't came back, as soon as he heard a scream he and the others ran outside. They see the scene in front of them, you were currently tackling Jogo and throwing punches to him.

Off to the side Mahito was reloading his gun, trying to shoot you, but at the same time cautious of his friend. Satoru sees red and shoots Mahitos hand, he screams and falls down.

You were unaware of anything, but taking care of Jogo. Other shots were heard, but you felt no pain, so you could keep going. Jogo managed to straddle you and tried to inject you with something, he manages to stab it on your arm and quickly inject, you scream and try to fight him off.

Satoru wastes no time in shooting him in the leg, he was aiming for higher, but it wasn't working well for him. Jogo falls to the side and you get up quickly, swaying from side to side, your vision getting blurry.

You fall into Satoru's arms, he could only focus on you, not even realizing that Jogo and Mahito had ran off.

"What's wrong, are you okay?!" He ask frantically, trying his best to not let any tears slip.

You're having a hard time understanding him, your vision sways and gets worse, you're feeling more sleepy and your body can't fight it. "He..injected me with something." You manage to say and finally go limp in Satoru's arms.

[sissylittlefeather]

Your Love's Been A Long Time Coming: Chapter 5

A/N: I'm sorry this took me so long. I've been dealing with a lot of writers block and I'm honestly not even sure this is any good. I have so much for Elvis and Viv that I want to get to. I hope people continue to read it. Or I'll just write it for me. But if you do read it, please please please leave a comment. I live for comments.

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Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, cussing, oral sex (m receiving), swallowing, teensy bit of angst

Word count: ~2.4k

Oh, Elvis, she thinks. Why won't you come and rescue me from myself?

******

In December of 1962, Elvis brings Priscilla over from Germany in an attempt to stop thinking about Vivian. He hosts a New Year's Eve party and invites everyone, including her. He's hoping that seeing Viv and Priscilla in the same room will help him realize that Viv is not what he's looking for. He's been thinking about it a lot and honestly, she's too independent anyway. She probably wouldn't make a good wife. Priscilla, on the other hand, is young enough to still be molded and she seems ready to do whatever he asks. Isn't that what a wife should be? He repeats it like a mantra: not Vivian. Not Vivian. Not Vivian.

At the party, Priscilla and Viv reconnect briefly. He forgot they had known each other in Germany. Elvis nods and smiles awkwardly and then she turns to move around the party, leaving him with Cilla by his side. For the most part, he's successful in staying focused on Cilla. He catches glimpses of Viv briefly as she walks through the crowd, always with a drink in her hand.

Finally, he finds himself next to her at the table with the food in the dining room with no one else around.

"You're really serious about this thing with Priscilla?" Viv asks with her eyebrows raised.

"Yeah. Why?"

"She's a teenager."

"She makes sense to me, Viv." Vivian shrugs and concedes.

"I can't argue with that. She's not very complicated, so I believe that she makes sense to you." Elvis turns to look at her suddenly. Is she jealous?

"That's not fair, Viv."

"Is it not? I'm sorry. I just think you need someone more like..." She stops short of what she was going to say. He has an idea of how that sentence would've ended, though. "It doesn't matter. You like simplicity."

Something between rage and frustration bubbles up inside him.

"Which one of my friends are you fucking tonight, Viv?" He immediately regrets saying it as her mouth pops open and her eyes get glassy. "I'm sorry-"

"No, that's fair. Maybe Red." She turns and walks away from him quickly.

"Viv!" He calls after her but she doesn't turn around. "Goddamnit."

"You okay?" Elvis hears Cilla and works to recover his facade, turning to face her.

"Oh yeah, it's nothing, baby." She smiles and he is filled with the desire to take the stairs two at a time and go to bed. Alone.

******

Vivian sits in the bathroom trying to compose herself after her conversation with Elvis. She's a joke to him. And this girl, this Priscilla, she's what he wants. She'll never be that. She wasn't that sweet and demure even when she was 17.

Someone knocks on the bathroom door and she wipes her tears, assessing her makeup in the mirror, and opens it. It's Red. But despite what she said earlier, she pushes past him and goes straight to the front door. She has no desire to see Elvis and Priscilla kiss at midnight.

******

Elvis and Vivian avoid each other as much as possible before the spring of '63 when they both pick up the film Fun in Acapulco. Viv still hasn't managed to land another speaking part, but her work as an extra keeps her paid enough to eat. And when it doesn't, Elvis makes sure she's taken care of.

Filming the same movie means being on set together and after their last encounter, it's pretty awkward. Still, when Elvis finds himself in a particular predicament, she's the only one he can find to help.

His least favorite part of this movie is the pair of tiny blue shorts they have him wearing in several scenes. They're a lot like the ones from Blue Hawaii, but for some reason these just won't come off, especially when they're wet.

That's how Elvis finds himself in this situation. He has to go the bathroom. Badly. But they're in the middle of filming. Once the director finally calls cut, he's absolutely ready to burst. He makes his way to his trailer, frantically trying to figure out how to get his shorts off. Thats when he sees Vivian.

"Viv!" She stops dead in her tracks, recognizing his voice. She turns to him.

"What, Elvis?"

"I need your help." His desperation is palpable.

"With what?"

"Just come with me, please." He grabs her hand and practically drags her to his trailer. Once inside, he shuts the door and turns to her. "I have to pee so bad I might die."

"Okay? What does that have to-"

"I can't get these fucking shorts off, Viv."

"Oh, shit."

"I'm going to piss myself."

"Well, they're already wet." He looks at her with panic on his face.

"Are you gonna help me or not?!" She tries to focus and make sure she doesn't laugh.

"Yes, come here." She tries to tug on the shorts, but they don't budge.

"What if I kinda lift them off of me before you pull."

"Yeah, let's try that." Vivian gets on her knees in front of him to pull when he says to. He looks down at her on her knees in front of him and looks at the ceiling. He whispers to himself.

"Don't get hard. Don't get hard. Don't get hard."

"What's that?" Viv asks.

"Oh! Nothing." He takes a deep breath and tries to focus on what's happening.

"Okay, I'm gonna count to three. You lift them and I'll pull down. 1... 2... 3!" She gives his shorts a firm tug and they come down to his thighs. What neither of them realized about their plan is that pulling the shorts down means his dick is going to be right in her face.

"Oh, God, I'm sorry." She tries to look away, but he whimpers, trying really hard not to pee on her. Finally, she gets the shorts down his legs and off and he runs into the bathroom. She sits in the living area with his shorts in her hand, laughing quietly.

He opens the door a little and hollers to her.

"Toss me the shorts. I think I can get them back on." But he can't. After about 12 minutes of struggling, he comes out with them stuck on his thighs, his hands covering himself. "Can you...?"

"Yes, I will. Come here." He waddles over to her with his hand still covering himself. He goes back to praying his body won't respond to the image of Vivian on her knees in front of him. He's doing okay, until she gets the shorts up higher and she puts her hand on him gently to try to stuff him into the shorts. He whimpers at her touch and becomes noticeably hard.

"God, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay; it happens, Elvis." She keeps trying to pull the shorts up despite his massive rock-hard erection.

Just then, there's a sharp knock on the door.

"Elvis, we need you back on set. Now." It's the director.

"Uh, just a second?"

"We don't have any more seconds. Wrap up what you're doing and come out. Now." They can tell by the director's tone that he assumes Elvis must be in there having sex with someone. Elvis is annoyed. That would be a much better excuse than what's actually happening.

He looks at Vivian frantically, his dick still standing at full attention with her on her knees trying to tuck it into the shorts. She whispers.

"It's not gonna fit like this. Can you... fix it?"

"Make it go away, you mean? I don't really have time to use my hand. And I can't think it away. That never works for me." It does work sometimes, but he knows it won't with the image of Viv on her knees.

"That settles it, then."

"Settles wh- OH MY GOD VIVIAN." Elvis falls backwards and braces himself as Vivian wraps her mouth around his cock and starts moving. "What the fuck are you doing?!"

He moans softly as she pulls off of him to explain.

"You need this gone. This'll work and it'll be faster than your hand. You want me to stop?" She looks up at him with his dick in her hand.

"No..."

"This is purely functional." She pulls him deep into her throat and sucks on him. His eyes roll back with the sensation of her warm little mouth on him. He's dreamed of this for so long, but the reality is better than he ever could've imagined. Her mouth moves skillfully up and down, complemented by her hand moving his foreskin back and forth. She licks a circle around the head and then deep throats him again. He grunts as his orgasm begins to build and he knows he won't last much longer.

The director pounds on the door again and hollers something, but Elvis is incapable of listening. Viv is working him with her mouth and hand, pulling out all her tricks to get him off as quickly as possible.

"Oh, god, Viv... that's so good..." He moans as she gets him closer and closer to the edge. He's gripping the counter behind him so tightly that his knuckles are white. She pulls back off of him and looks up at him with her big blue eyes, licking the precum off the tip of him.

"Let go, baby. You have to cum. Now." Something about her telling him what to do pushes him the last little bit and he tumbles into a mind-blowing orgasm, shooting his release down her throat. She swallows it easily, sucking until he relaxes, and then stops.

"Holy fuck, Viv..."

"Ah ha!" She cheers as she's finally able to get his shorts up and tuck his package into the front. Standing up, he looks into her eyes and wants to kiss her so badly. Still, despite what just happened, he's not sure he can.

"We're gonna talk about this later."

"Okay."

Just as the director is about to knock again, Elvis opens the door and walks out.

"What? I had to go to the bathroom."

******

Viv waits about ten minutes and then makes her way back to where she's supposed to be filming, in shock over what just happened. And now he wants to talk about it? What is there to say?

******

Elvis doesn't see Vivian again until the summer after the shorts incident. He can't decide if she's purposefully avoiding him or just busy, but she stays away. Part of him wonders if she's avoiding the conversation they were supposed to have after the blowjob. It never happened.

In July, Elvis is in Memphis just before he leaves for California to meet his costars and start filming his next movie. He comes across Vivian on Beale street.

"Viv!" When she sees him, she looks for an escape and doesn't see one, so she waits for him to catch up to where she is. "Where the hell have you been?"

"I've just been really busy."

"Look, I really need to talk to you. I'm leaving for California at 3. Will you come with me to Graceland? Please?" She looks around again for an exit and then looks back at him.

"Yeah."

"Good!" He grabs her hand and practically drags her to his car. They make small talk about what they've both been doing for the whole drive. Once they get to Graceland, Elvis settles them into the tv room.

"Are we ever going to talk about the head you gave me?" Viv shifts in her seat, obviously uncomfortable.

"What is there to say, Elvis? I sucked your dick to get it back in your shorts. That's it."

"That's it?!" He thinks back to the incredible orgasm he had at her doing. He wouldn't mind it happening again.

"Yeah? That's it." All of a sudden, something else bubbles up inside him and he stands up.

"VIVIAN WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

"Wrong with me?!"

"Do I really mean so little to you that you can suck my cock and have absolutely no feelings about it?!"

"It was just to-"

"Get my shorts on. I know. Why am I just a sex object to you? Something to play with when you've been drinking?"

"What?" He's not talking about the blowjob anymore.

"Why do I mean nothing to you?"

"Elvis... I-"

"Why can't you see how much I-"

"Will you let me finish?!" He sits back down on the couch seething. "You don't mean nothing to me. You mean too much to me."

"Too much? What does that mean?" Vivian rolls her eyes and he's somewhere between wanting to slap her and wanting to kiss her.

"Elvis. Do you remember what I told you when you got in the fight with Joe?"

"Which part?"

"The part about how if I let myself, I could fall in love with you?" His heart pounds wildly in his chest.

"Yeah?"

"I've wanted you since the moment I met you. And not just for sex. Sex is like... I don't even know what it means for me but it's not love and you... I..." His stomach turns over and he's overcome with a need to take her in his arms and show her what love can be. Is she finally admitting what he's felt for all these years?

"Viv." He whispers it and cups her cheek in his hand. She leans into his touch. Just then, there's a knock on the door. Elvis curses loudly and then gets up to answer it. It's the Colonel.

"My boy, we need to head to the airport. You need to be in California soon." Elvis nods and then turns to Vivian, who has followed him up to the foyer. He tucks a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"We will finish this when I get back, okay?"

She nods.

But he doesn't come back. Not this version of him anyway. The costar he goes to California to meet is a woman named Ann Margaret. And when he meets her, Vivian and all her complications become a distant memory.

But Priscilla? Priscilla won't go down so easily. She moved to the United States to marry him and she won't be deterred by the small matter of him being in love with another woman.

Elvis is trapped between three women and Vivian? She's the quietest of the three with what she assumes is the smallest claim on his heart.

She fades into the background easily, watching the feud that happens between Ann Margaret and Priscilla, her love for him never diminishing, but they never finish the conversation that they started.

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Until next time!

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[good-beans]

Happy New Year everyone!! I’m so grateful that you’re here, and am excited to spend next year with you ❤️🎉 I hope 2025 treats you kindly, and brings new and joyful things your way!

And my rambly personal reflection on the accomplishments/goals of the year hehe :3

It was a long and full year – in the major areas people look for progress, I’m excited to say I continued to work (slowly but steadily) on my master’s degree and returned to work with a company I know and enjoy. I’ve undergone some bittersweet self-discovery when it comes to mental/emotional/identity things, and had kind support throughout it all. In creative areas, I wrote way more in the past few years than I think I ever have, and have dipped my toe into several new mediums/styles of art and writing! I’ve had a blast with collaborations and requests and inspiration-trains. I’ve made progress in areas I thought I’d be stagnant in forever: I’ve been consistently driving in pursuit of my license despite a lot of anxieties. I’ve succeeded through weeks of total independent living and braving my agoraphobia. I started learning a new language/alphabet just on duolingo, and am making more progress than I thought my memory could. On a more serious note, my greatest accomplishment is simply being here, and looking forward to certain things in 2025.

My most joyful area is definitely socialization (though, I suppose it’s not so much of a personal accomplishment as it’s something wonderful that’s happened to me, haha!) I’ve gotten to know wonderful friends that I’m so excited to have spent the year talking to, creating alongside, and supporting each other. When I originally put my new year’s resolution into practice and set up a place to call, I could never imagine how successful it would be and turn into so much more. After braving the first few barriers of fear and embarrassment, I found myself looking forward to every single new call and gaming session in a way I never have before. The games you’ve shared, stories you’ve told, and quiet company you’ve offered has been so wonderful. I’ve been inspired both creatively and in important areas of my life. 

I’m keeping my upcoming goals simple this year. The plan is mostly to keep current progress steady – continue with little successes in the scarier areas and refuse to get overwhelmed. I’m going to try and network so that I can continue work here when my contract ends, but if not I’ll keep my chin up. I’m going to be (re)writing a novel for my thesis over the course of 2025, but I’m making an effort to keep up on fan projects when it starts feeling more like an assignment. I would love to continue doing art trades/collaborations with such incredible people, as well as some lyric projects and long fics. I’m excited to pick up a few other languages this year! Though I’m not expecting my friends’ fluency for a long time, I’m loving the learning process, the joy of learning new grammar and alphabets, the thrill of some recognition and repetition, and the new worlds of culture and media it introduces me to. I’m excited to continue hanging out with such incredible people, and am determined to work hard for them. I want to always be someone they can rely on for support, listening, celebration, and silliness (Not that any of that feels like work, but you know what I mean.) I’m going to continue to be brave and put myself out there bit by bit. And I'm going to wish you all a happy new years next December, too ❤️

Here’s to another exciting year! 🎉

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Damaged goods & no returns Chp.1

Steven Grant x Female reader

Summary:-

You're invited to an exclusive party that will change your life by your best friend. It turns out to be an auction for high society women to by sex slaves. While having a walk around, you find a shy and nervous man in the library. The man turns out to be Steven Grant. There are no mentions of Marc or Jake, but that they will appear in the future. I had this idea after reading a book about women's sexual fantasies as I just saw Steven in my mind.

I hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to like, comment, and reblog.

Warnings:- ⚠️🔞

Do not interact if under 18. Mentions of sex. Talk of sex slavery. I wanted to explore something darker as I've got over 100 followers. No sex in this chapter.

Word Count:- 1460

Everyone knows money runs the world, and money brings privileges. But old money is a different world entirely. it's a strange world of antiquum, eccentricity, and rules. Like a private members club where nothing is spoken about outside the members' walls.

Mrs Bradley is the epiphany of being an eccentric of New York society, an 84 year old woman who dresses and behaves like a 1960s southern belle with her favourite word if she liked you being “Darlin”. Very few times, it is an old and new mix, but between you and your friend Rebecca Mrs Bradleys, the great niece it has. Your Father had been a very successful with a transport company that had travelled all over the world now.

 You and Rebecca had a solid friendship of a few years, having met at a dinner party that your dad had held to celebrate a deal with Rebecca’s dad. You both clicked, and friendship blossomed from a dinner party conversation to crying on the phone at 2 am. About both your exes and everyone in between building love and trust leading to this moment.

Everyone knew about Mrs Bradleys eccentric parties that only women attended. Rumours were abound about what happened at these ladies parties, did she run a male brothel, or was it just a bunch of women getting drunk and loose without their partners. Women from ages  20 to 100 would be seen entering the Bradley mansion. So tonight you would see for yourself.

 Standing waiting, look out your lounge window for the car to collect you. Smoothing out your plum velvet cocktail dress, the scent of black opium filling the air as you do so. Your phone beeps with a message from Rebecca saying that they’d be their in 5 minutes. Putting your phone in your matching plum clutch you grab your silver grey faux fur coat and checking you have everything and head outside locking your front door and head to the car as the driver stands at the open door waiting for you to enter.

The car door clicks shut as your body melts into the buff leather of cars interior as the vehicle moves along the road. Rebecca sits smiling lips, matching her fuchsia silk evening dress

“Nervous about this evening” her voice brings you back to reality as you notice that you're fiddling with your fingers.

“A little bit, I’ve heard a lot about your Aunts parties. I don’t want to make a fool of myself” you reply softly. Rebecca giggles, taking your hand, giving it a little squeeze of assurance. “My aunt loves you, she thinks you’re the sweetest little thing and insisted you come tonight” you blush in response, you had only met Mrs Bradley a few times and you were surprised by the comments. Sitting back quietly, contemplating the evening ahead, it was as if Rebecca could read your mind.

“I must tell you about the party. It's a....well, it's a sex slave auction” she stares at you awaiting your reaction. You face drains, and your mouth hangs open a few seconds before recovering your composure “A what?” the anger and disgust evident in your voice. Rebecca stares, thinking on how to respond without this blowing up.

“Yes as I said, my aunt deals with male sex slave for women who can afford their own private little pet. She’s done it for years and is successful at it. The men are trained to do other things so no one gets suspicious” The nonchalant way Rebecca responds is horrid as though she’s talking about a piece of dirt, not a human.

 The car pulls to a halt in front of the mansion. The large oak and iron doors are illuminated by flaming torches and two men dressed in moss green and gold livery great the guests as they arrive. You and Rebecca leave the car and grace the steps to go inside. Your heart is thumping in your chest, and bile rises in your throat. A man in the same livery carries a sliver tray of champagne, lifting a sparkling crystal flute of the golden bubbles in a white gloved hand passing one to both you and Rebecca nodding as you said thank you.

 The entrance hall was extremely extravagant, and you now know you’ve entered a different world. As you look around, you see various men aged 20-40 dressed smartly and conversing with various female guests. You imagine they're doing this to get the best bids and get to the wealthiest woman there. Rebecca looks at you sipping her champagne

“Please understand this is how our world works. They are well looked after men” You only nod in response to her. Mrs Bradley comes over and embraces her great niece and you. Telling you to enjoy yourselves and hoping that someone catches your eye.

You smile in response before asking if you may go look around at the art. In a flamboyant manner, she agrees and walks, taking Rebecca to talk in private about something. You wander off along a oak panelled hall into the library your about to walk over to study the painting above the fireplace when you notice a nervous looking man slightly hunched over in the chair his chocolates curls bouncing as he fidgets with his fingers.

 “Hello” You speak softly so as not to scare him. He looks up at you with massive chocolate eyes his reply is barely audible as he sits curled into himself. “Is everything OK?” You slowly walk over to him. A fat tear runs down his cheek as he shakes his head as his curls swaying about.

Kneeling in front of him “Are you one of Mrs Bradleys slaves? All the man does is whimper in response. You want to cuddle him and protect him. He’s nothing like the other men who appear happy in this arrangement. You’re about to ask him his name when Mrs Bradley heels clacking along the floor into the room and angrily looking at the man.

“STEVEN” she says through gritted teeth “why are you in hear you should be out mingling try to find a forever home again” You raise your eyebrows at the word again as the man known as Steven grabs your arm. You finally hear him speak he has a London accent and sounds so soft.

“Yes mistress, I won’t be returned again”

“three times Steven you’ve been returned to me. I can’t keep you if you’re returned again” The venom in Mrs. Bradleys word makes Steven shake against you. You make a decision right there and then, and you’ll deal with everything later.

“Mrs Bradley. How much for Steven?”

Mrs Bradley looks taken aback “You want him out all the other handsome and more socially astute men you want him?” Steven shakes behind you his grip on your arm tightening. “yes. How much?” You felt disgusted talking like this, but you wanted to help Steven.

“Well he’s damaged goods, and I need rid of him. No returns, and he’s $20.000” Closing your eyes and shaking your head at Mrs Bradleys words. “Bank transfer, okay?” You reach into your clutch for your phone. Realising that you’re seriou, Mrs Bradley switches her southern charm back on.

“course Darlin” she walks over to the roll top desk in the library, sitting down her bangles jingling as she sorts paperwork and a tablet. You sign and transfer the money over to her, and she gives you a receipt. You look at the receipt and see it describes the painting that’s above the fireplace. You look shocked as she nods at Steven, and Steven shakily gets up and walks to the fireplace, lifting the painting off the wall and walking up to you.

You realise what Mrs Bradleys doing covering herself so that she can’t get into trouble. You look at her and force a smile.

“I think it’s best I leave now, Mrs Bradley. Have a good evening” You walk away with Steven behind you, clutching the painting or clutching his pain you can’t decide. Mrs Bradley nods with a smile, bidding good evening as she walks along the hall in front of both you and Steven as a car pulls up at the entrance to take you home. She says something about Stevens' belongings being brought to yours tomorrow. You only nod in response as you get in the car behind Steven.

 The chauffeur closes the door with a click before getting in and driving away from Bradley Manor. You look at Steven who’s sitting looking out the car window at the passing street lights. You feel nothing but pure love for Steven, and  you vow to help and protect him. Steven senses you, looking at him he turns to look at you with a gentle smile.

To be continued........

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i've never thought of that, that lewis' fans hate nico or actively bad mouthed him. certainly it is interesting the way nico is the only one that spur that reaction, not even adrian sutil. i think, like you said, fans want to see lewis as a doll, someone pretty, fashionable being but that's that. and imho nico was the only person to bring to the public the human side of lewis, he looked broken in some pc, he looked sad in some pictures, he looked distraught in other, happy, petty, cruel, shy, and the common factor was nico. i think nico has the right to say "hey, i'm the man that make lewis stutter" , lewis is just human

i don't think it's necessarily people being close to lewis that inspires so much hatred from certain fans, i think it's people standing in opposition to him. obviously there was massive opposition to max verstappen when he was fighting lewis, but even if you just look at lewis's teammates, even just lewis's mercedes teammates, you see that basically all of them have been treated pretty terribly by certain sections of his fans.

it kind of seems to me that there is a level of entitlement amongst some LH fans, as in, they feel they lewis is entitled to preferential behaviour, the full and unwavering support of every single member of the team, the love and devotion of his teammate who is to sacrifice himself for lewis whenever called for. it's why the "betrayal" motif is called upon so often, because any action nico or valtteri or george might have taken for their own betterment (in this solo sport) when lewis could have had that pole or that win or that fastest lap or whatever is perceived as a slight against lewis.

nico rosberg is a teammate who can take a championship challenge down to the final race and provide great entertainment. well sure that's nice in theory but why is he trying to win? that's not his to win. oh lewis had one singular mechanical dnf in an entire 21 race season, clearly nico rosberg and the team are sabotaging lewis to give nico a win, it's so obvious. but hey look at this new guy, he's the perfect doormat for lewis, always gives up position when told to, even gives up wins when told to (not once from 2017 through 2020 did the wdc go down to the final race, or even the penultimate race btw, so lewis probably would have been alright without a few of those valtteri, it's james moments). i mean sure that's demoralising and depressing and the work environment is so toxic that he's really struggling with his mental health and they refuse to give him anything longer than a one year contract because you never know when you need to take out the trash. as long as it helps lewis it will all be worth it. oh but he's not really helping lewis enough there. yeah we don't want him anymore we want a shiny new doormat. but wait? the car's not great and george russell who has worked basically his entire life to be in f1 and get into a championship capable car and is finally living his dream only to find out that everything's harder than he was hoping but he has no choice but to keep going is doing better than lewis? what a self serving cunt, we should go back to valtteri, he was happy when james vowles held his head under the water to let lewis use it as a stepping stone. and hey, lewis is leaving anyway, he's maybe not 100% motivated right now and that could easily explain him being one hundredth of a second slower than george, but you know what else could explain it better? clearly george is fucking toto and if we send an email pretending to be mercedes staff members everyone will know that it's sabotage for toto's little gigolo (all real comments i've seen people make, not phrased exactly like this tho)

i don't think they're particularly interested in lewis as a person, or even lewis as a racing driver. i think for a lot of them it's what he can represent symbolically. he's successful and if they worship him enough they are a part of that success. he's been an activist in the sport, so if they worship him enough they'll be counted as good and moral people too. lewis is "fashionable" so if they worship him enough they will also have good fashion taste. it's just a cycle of worship worship worship. lewis must be the best in every way because if he's the best then so are they. and the easiest way to make him better is to attack those who expose complexity and nuance in his character, like nico.

i once wrote a post about the mclaren conflict between lewis and jenson, and i'm pretty sure it was on that post that someone commented that while it was true i was too focused on things that lewis "used" to do. and i remember it because when i saw it i immediately thought "is it used to do, or doesn't need to do?" is it genuine growth, or is it just the competition being easier?

nico took the championship fight down to the final race twice, and won one of those fights. no one, not valtteri bottas, not sebastian vettel, no one came anywhere close to that in the four years that followed. not until max verstappen came along was the challenge quite so fierce. and you know what lewis did then? when his back was against the wall he crashed max verstappen into the silverstone barriers at 51Gs and then cheered it on the podium (i am well aware that max was also not a docile lamb i'm not trying to victimise or villainise anyone here, i'm just making a point). that's the kind of racer lewis is, ruthless and singleminded. and when you like interesting "characters" that's not inherently a bad thing. i've recently seen much more enjoyment of the likes of lewis and charles being such poor losers because it's proof of how much they care about the sport and about winning.

i think nico forces complexity into our understanding of lewis. yes some of it is the shared childhood and the loneliness, but it's also about the ruthlessness, the public cruelty, the use of conspiracy theories (specifically about lewis being sabotaged for nico) as a psychological tool, the refusal to mention his name, the attempt of "well i've had tougher teammates than max verstappen but i won't say the name of the only teammate ever to beat me to a championship".

but if your interest in a person is how your worship of them can reflect better on you, nuance and complexity of character is not desirable. and if it's not desirable, it must be eradicated.

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Sorry if you did not receive a new years ask, this may be because i couldnt find your main account / didnt want to send many to side blogs, or because asks were turned off, or i missed your blog some how in my line up in my followers and following tabs.

so, if you didnt get one,

🎍 🐍新年おめでとう! 🐍🎍Happy new years! I hope you have a happy, prosperous, fulfilling new year with lots of peace, wisdom and success.

Happy new years to everyone here, lurkers and followers i do not know well as well. it's a bit early to send these out, but I dont think ill be on the computer at the "right time". time also rolls over differently in different places, so, happy new years if it already is new years when you read this, or happy new years in a few hours if it hasnt!

i hope all of us- myself, my friends, and strangers and even those who treat me poorly, i hope we all have a good new year, and we all find happiness, learn and teach those around us, be happier and make those around us happy, be healthy and make other's lives healthier, have good fortune and aid others around us, and most of all, live and thrive and help those around us also live and thrive.

I hope year of the snake brings us wisdom and intelligence to navigate ourselves and the world, wisdom to pass to others, wisdom with the self and wisdom to make better choices, i hope we are granted transformation to amend our poor traits and bad habits, to make change for the better of ourselves and others, transformation in flexibility to change in the world, and transformation in taking our lives and bodies and hearts to change to be more comfortable and in line with ourselves. i hope we are granted the elegance and charm to handle difficult situations and bring feelings of comfort and safety to our loved ones, i hope we all take advantage of the correct time to move on opportunities, i hope that we move forward and are ambitious and rewarded with fortune! i hope we will have the minds to see when we are granted fortune in our loved ones, beauty on earth, kindness, chances for mindfulness and respect, life, good things and satisfaction.

Happy new year to everyone. Congratulations and thank you for being here with me, and more importantly, with me on this earth. Let's do our best to greet the new year in a way we are proud of, and lead a year we can be proud of. regardless of any of it, I am proud of you.

[ducktoonsfanart]

Summary of My Art in 2024

I wish everyone a happy and successful New Year 2025! Lots of health and happiness and I hope there will be no such troubles as in 2024. By the way, I'm posting this on 1.1.2025.

By the way, that's my name on Discord and Deviantart so that no one gets confused by the fact that it says my art blog name on the templates instead of my current name.

This time I finally have my review table, or rather a summery of my drawings that I did in the past 2024. As at the beginning of 2024, I did a special New Year's celebration in Brazil for my beloved friends with two drawings, where adults celebrate on one, while children and teenagers on the other, of course as part of my Quack Pack AU and a crossover of almost all Donald Duck media. During 2024, I had numerous troubles and obligations so I didn't have time to do everything regarding my drawings, so I succeeded in some things, and in some things I didn't. I was certainly glad that I did a lot with you throughout 2024 through special weeks and months dedicated to my favorite characters, although unfortunately I didn't do all the topics. Still, it was fun for me to do certain things. 2024 was certainly a challenging year for me and like 2023 I did new things that I had never done before and I was glad that I managed to do it. Especially regarding the 90th birthday of my favorite duck, Donald Duck.

Unfortunately, like 2023, 2024 also had its tragic events so I did and drew certain drawings dedicated to that, as well as a dedication to one of my favorite manga and anime authors Akira Toriyama who left this world in March 2024, so I drew during the month related to Dragon Ball and I put my favorite characters from Donald Duck media (comics, video games and cartoons) and Duckverse with Dragon Ball characters. Yes, published at the end of April 2024, since I had not done certain drawings before. If anyone asks why I put a Dragon Ball drawing for the month of March.

As in previous years, this time I did some crossovers with ducks, such as Super Mario, Dragon Ball, some adult sitcoms like Smiling Friends and of course a crossover with Looney Tunes. You can also see some drawings related to Mickey and Friends and Looney Tunes. For the first time, I also drew some drawings of my favorite characters from other franchises, which you can see here: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/post/761941174545235968/i-have-6-sides-cartoon-and-comic-edition-meme

I also drew on the topic of history, superheroes, fantasy, space, customs, world travel and more. I found it particularly challenging to draw ducks in roles from The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, which you can see here: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/post/754506451541753856/the-hobbit-and-the-lord-of-the-rings-the-lord-of

Not to mention my favorite characters in roles of historical figures: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/post/749604818515050496/donald-duck-as-napoleon-bonaparte-scrooge-mcduck

For the last three months, I unfortunately gave up drawing a bit due to the bad events that happened then, but I did as much as I could, especially in December, because it is not right to give up during the biggest Christmas and New Year holidays. All in all, thank you very much for supporting me during 2024 and continue to support me.

Now, the drawings by month that I did and which were among the most popular during 2024, and in the previous post, my top 10 drawing posts in 2024.

Thank you all and continue to support me and like and reblog my drawings and it will certainly be interesting to see what 2025 will bring. Which would say 2024 will be the year of the dragon. Once again happy holidays and happy New Year 2025 and feel free to like and reblog this, just don't copy the same ideas I perform and create without mentioning me. Thank you!

Feel free to like and reblog and comment on what you liked the most during 2024 regarding my drawings and feel free to tell me your ideas for 2025! Thank you! And sorry for long post, I love writing essays like this. XD

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[irisintheafterglow]

End Game #10 - The Epilogue

summary: after signing with the best team in the country, satoru asks you a question on new year's day. (read the rest of the volleyball captain!gojo au here!)

wc: 1.1k

cw/tags: post-highschool time skip, established relationship, mentions of alcohol and parties,

note: happy new year everyone! i hope 2024 brings you love, happiness, and success. hope you like this little epilogue <3

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated :))

“I didn’t think it was physically possible to have this much glitter,” you huff, pulling a stray golden streamer from the top of your head and discarding it in the trash bin. The dustpan and brush take a break on the dining room table and you lean against the back of the couch, picking at a loose thread on Satoru’s old high school jersey. “Next time, we’re having the party at Suguru’s.”

“You don’t need to do all of this, babe,” your boyfriend reminds you from the kitchen, taking inventory of the catering leftovers and copious amounts of alcohol covering your marble counters. It was still early enough in the morning that girls were walking around the building’s lobby with their heels slung between their fingers. “I’ll have the cleaners come by in the morning to pick up all of that.” 

“There’s candle wax on the floor, Satoru. I don’t even know how that ended up there without setting off a fire alarm,” you point out and he nods in agreement. “I’m just glad we have hardwood. This would be a nightmare to get out of the carpet.”

“It doesn’t need to be a nightmare at all, if you just let the cleaners take care of it. But, if it makes you feel better, remember that I moved all the cleaning supplies to the cabinet in the hallway.” Colorful tubes of glass carefully clank together as he repositions them on the shelves of the wet bar, sweeping confetti and more streamers off of the marble with the back of his hand. When he’s done reorganizing the remaining bottles, he neatens the stack of square polaroids and then promptly messes them up again, spreading them across the counter like a dealer with a deck of cards. “Can you believe we had this many people over last night?”

“I’m still in disbelief that we have this place, honestly,” you admit, slinging a leg over the side of the couch and rolling over the back, landing in the living room of your shared penthouse with Satoru. It still surprised you, what Olympic gold and brand sponsorships could buy, even with the tall ceilings and stunning views of downtown Tokyo. It brought a lot of acquaintances that had the nerve to call themselves your friends, most of them whose names you couldn’t remember. The important people were still in your life, though, Suguru with his highschool ASB sweetheart and the former first years all sharing a flat. It wasn’t a bad life, to say the least. “I keep thinking I’m gonna wake up and you’ll just be a figment of my imagination.”

“Believe it or not, I have the exact same nightmare.” He flops down next to you and pulls you closer to give himself more space, absentmindedly chucking a few throw pillows to maximize the space. “All these fluffy pillows and expensive wines seem a little too good to be true sometimes.”

“You’re an Olympic athlete, sweetheart. Fluffy pillows and expensive wines are pocket change for you.”

“For us, you mean. Nothing is just for me anymore,” he corrects. Ever since he signed on with the most successful pro team in the country and you earned your degree in sports management, everything had been you and him. Though it was new territory for both of you, it still felt familiar in some ways as you served the same roles that you did during high school. When Suguru joined the team, it only became more comfortable and the light-hearted banter helped keep you grounded in such a competitive atmosphere. “Speaking of, we should consider getting married.” Your eyes fly open after fluttering shut against his chest and you sit up, stick straight. 

“What did you just say?” You look down at him in shock, only to be met with a shit-eating smirk. 

“You know exactly what I said,” he says quietly.

“You can’t joke around about those kinds of things,” you murmur as you fall back into your original position, poking a finger into his side for good measure. “It’s not nice.”

“Who said I was joking?”

“Why? Why now, of all times?” 

“You expected me to have a much larger proposal,” he muses and you feel your face become warmer. In your defense, he was always known as the flashy one, the one who brought you bouquets of flowers when you were in class or sent your study room catering to make sure you’d eaten. It wasn’t like you hadn’t thought of marrying Satoru before. You just expected a much grander gesture than mentioning it while you procrastinate cleaning up the sparkly mess in your bathtub. “Disappointed?”

“No, just…surprised,” you say slowly and he hums thoughtfully. “How long have you been thinking about this?”

“About marrying you? Since we won Nationals, obviously,” he states like it was written all over your bedroom wall in Sharpie. “But, if you’re asking about proposing while we’re lying on a glitter-covered couch at five in the morning, I thought of it just now. Call it delirium.”

“Hmm,” is all you can muster up as a response.

“Hmm.” He hums in the same tone, looking at you curiously. “So, what do you say?”

“You actually wanna marry me?” He shakes his head and rolls his eyes melodramatically in exasperation. 

“I can’t believe you just asked that,” he says under his breath, sitting up and swinging his legs over the edge of the couch. “I cannot believe that you just asked me that.” You follow his movements until you’re sitting with him, shoulder to shoulder.

“I didn’t mean to offend you, Satoru. I just…get doubtful at times.”

“Doubtful that I love you?”

“Doubtful that you’ll let me stay with you through all of this.” Your hands gesture vaguely at the high ceilings and the shining floors, out at the stretch of Tokyo’s skyline and the infinite horizon beyond it. “I’m scared you’ll find someone else to share such a lavish life with–”

“I wouldn’t ask you to marry me if I wanted to spend my life with anyone else, sweetheart. I’ve got this ring from my sock drawer to prove it.” Your jaw hits the floor and he starts laughing, your body frozen in place but screaming at you to see if he’s right as he fishes something from his pocket. “I wanna clean up glitter and bottles with you on New Year’s day for the rest of my life,” he promises, taking your hand and sliding an elegantly simple band on your left ring finger. 

“I can’t believe you propose to me in the most unassuming way possible,” you chuckle, admiring the way the morning light catches on the metal. “You didn’t even get down on one knee.”

“This is the private proposal to make sure you say yes,” he reassures you with a grin. “The public proposal will be much more extravagant.”

“Mmm, I can’t wait. Happy New Year, Satoru.”

“Happy New Year, my love.”

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