#I love how they're trying so hard to show 'we're just friends' in public and then failing 😂💖

[revluvzen]

[❤️‍🔥💪] "𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱?" [💪❤️‍🔥] PART 2

top!Lucas/Wong Yukhei x bottom!male reader

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Genre: smut. -18 DNI.

WC: 1,4k

tags: car sex, semi public sex, Lucas looks like out of FraternityX, "bro" treatment, friends to lovers/fwb, first time / virgin reader, male reader, slight feminization ("pussy" used a few times), coming inside, anal, Lucas disobeys reader pleadings.

All individuals consent.

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"So, you won't leave until you cum, you know that bro, right?", Lucas said, patting your ass. "W-Well, not gonna lie, I'm hard as fuck... Just, a tiny push and I'll cum", you said, grabbing your cock about to stroke, until Lucas stopped you. "That's what I was thinking of doing to you, some pushes", he smirked.

"Bro, you're gonna fuck my hole?", you said, surprised. Very in the deep, although, that was what you've been wishing for years. "Come on, don't fake it bro. You want it, I want it. I've read the male gspot is deep inside their boypuss- I mean, rectums", he said, goofily trying to convince you.

"... fine...", you agreed, lowering your pants just enough to let your butt out. "Get on all fours you slu- I mean, bro", Lucas said, hard again and so wishing to fuck you. You obeyed, and got on your knees on the backseats to then bend over gripping the cushions.

"Please don't be rough bro, also remember we're in college...", you said, worried and taking a big breath. Lucas smirked, "don't worry, it's not like the campus parking lot isn't like a love hotel anyways". "You're a pervert", you said, nervously.

Lucas, smiling goofily, looking so fckng handsome with those hard abs, tan skin and muscley arms that are now gripping your ass, started slapping the tip of his dick on your hole. "Don't be rough bro I beg you, it's my first time anyways...", you said, truly worried as you know how Lucas likes to fuck since he has told you about it in the past. "Shh, shh, stop being such a crying faggot, now deep breath...", he said, his remark shocking you and actually make you obey even more.

Lucas put just the tip of his huge dick inside of your hole. "S-Stop, that's good enough already", you moaned. "It's not even halfway in bro, I can't feel anything", he said, pushing a little bit further. "F-Fuck", you moaned, already sweating a bit. "Come on bro, you got this", Lucas said, pushing even further. "J-Just put it all in alread- FUCK", you groaned, as Lucas did just that the moment you pronounced those words.

"I'm gonna start fucking you know, okay?", he said, already thrusting in and out. "G-God, fuck", was all you could moan, while you felt your hole and guts being all stretched for Lucas huge dick. It was painful, but in the end: you're having what you wished forever. Lucas inside of you feel amazing. That intimacy you've been craving for is reaching its peak.

Lucas set a slow pace at first; but his thrusts were aggresive and on-spot. Your prostate already was being hit constantly, making your legs tremble and getting you addicted to that strange feeling in your lower abs. "You like that bro? Like this cock in your ass?", Lucas said, now thrusting a bit more quick. "Y-Yeah, fuck, b-but don't go that quick", you said, heavily breathing, still shocked by how huge that dick is impaling your hole. Nevertheless, Lucas didn't pay attention to what you said; instead, he started fucking you faster.

"L-Lucas, f-fuck", you said, moaning while you feel your hole being abused so good. "Such a slut for my dick, fuck, this pussy so tight", he said, in such sexy voice that it felt like candies to your ear. "W-What the hell are you say- FUCK", you said, when you got interrumpted by a really powerful thrust of Lucas. He kept quickening up the pace, making your prostate get more and more stimulated. That was already showing in your dick, that got really hard.

You saw some passerbies nearby. "B-Bro, they're gonna see, slow down the pace or something, f-fuck", you groaned, worried. Lucas didn't even reply; he kept fucking your hole relentlessly. You saw those passerbies far away doing shock and laughing faces. A car swinging side to side with the windows fogging could only mean one thing. "Fuck Lucas, they realis- A-AH~", you moaned, Lucas hitting your prostate so good your mind suddenly turned numb.

Your sweet spot was feeling so good a natural smile came up in your face, with a feeling that you are now craving more and more. "F-Fuck, bro, y-yes~ k-keep going" you said, thirsty for more and more dick. Lucas kept thrusting his huge and thick dick inside of you. "Yeah, take all this dick, come on, you a fucking slut bro, God, if I knew you were such a faggot I'd have ruined this tight hole of yours earlier", he groaned, bending over to kiss your neck while smacking your ass.

You naturally started to jerk off as you felt Lucas railing your hole frenziedly. It'd take you just some seconds to start coming. "B-Bro, I can't hold it in, f-fuck", you groaned. "You're gonna cum bro? Come on, do it, come to my fucking dick abusing you", Lucas moaned.

You stroked your dick faster but there was no need for that; Lucas furiously fucked your hole so good your sweet spot orgasmed, making your cock start milking cum all over Lucas' car windows and seat, while your moans turned high-pitched and your face showed such happiness and perversion. "I'm coming~", you moaned, your dick and hole feeling so good while your mind goes crazy, just focusing on how good you feel right now.

The long strands of thick milky fluid finished coming out of your penis; while your climax was still ongoing, Lucas voice interrupted you. "I'm gonna fucking come now, fuck, you're so fucking tight babe", Lucas said, treating you just like he treats all of those girls he usually enjoy to fuck. "A-Ah~", you kept moaning, feeling your hole getting so loose due to Lucas fucking you rough as fuck.

"I-I'm gonna breed you~, I'm gonna fucking breed you~", Lucas groaned. "W-Wait, a-ah~", you wanted to interrupt him. Coming inside wasn't what you guys agreed on to start with. But Lucas was so thirsty for your hole he did just that. "FUUUCK~", he said, with a powerful thrust, putting his seed all deep inside of you, so much cum you can feel your sweet spot wet and warm. "G-God~", you moaned breathily. "Oh~ Ohh~", Lucas groaned, thrusting very slow, as he dropped himself over you and started to make out with you.

After some minutes of making out with Lucas dick inside of you, he pulled out. He spreaded your buttchecks, "squirt it out, bro", he said. You hesitantly did so, his cum starting to flow out of your hole. "Fuck yeah, that pussy got bred as fuck", he smirked. "Bro, stop...", you said, annoyed. "Give me something to clean myself up", you told him. "Here", he said, bending over behind your ass and starting to lick his own cum out of your buttcrack. "Damn bro, fuck~", you wanted to protest, but his tongue in your hole felt so good. He grabbed you by your nape and pulled you in a kiss, sharing his cum mouth to mouth until you both swallowed.

You raised your pants and so did him. You both realised what just happened. The backseats and windows have cum in them; and the rest of the windows are all fogged up. "Bro I fucking told you to not be rough nor come inside", you told him, playfully. "I just couldn't hold myself in, sorry", he sighed. "It's okay... damn I hope we didn't get reported", you said, kinda worried. "Nah, it's okay. I already have two reports because of fucking in my car here. They don't do shit", Lucas said, reassuring you. "Bro..." you said, giggling at that fact.

Lucas stopped for a second, serious. "Hey, no one should know about this, okay?", he said. "You don't tell anyone neither...", you agreed. "Got it", he assured. "Well, it's not like some people didn't see...", you gave a second thought. "They were far away!! They didn't see shit!", he said, suddenly so worried you laughed back. "Right, right", you say, while you both go to the front seats.

"Let's do this more often, bro", Lucas told you, smiling and giving you a quick smooch". "...definitely", you said, winking to him. "I'll take you home now. Take it as an apology for the breeding thing", he said, smirking. "It's not like you want to stay at my place to play with my PlayStation tho...", you mentioned. "You got me in that one", he laughed.

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[stark-ironman]

Firefighter AU, Part 2

Warnings: Semi-public sex (in an ambulance), making out in an office, smut, sort of name calling, hair-pulling, praise kink

A/N: Tony is a Firefighter Captain, Reader is an EMT Captain. All Marvel characters are also part of this universe. Also Tony and Reader are more of friends with benefits but with a bit more romantic feelings than normal.

Hello to all my new followers! I wasn't expecting the reaction I received yesterday on part 1 so I'm so excited to get started on this journey. Honestly, I love this series and if anyone has any ideas for future installments then just let me know! Thank you to everyone! Also photo creds go to @tonysfarts

"What's a pretty thing like yourself doing in this office all alone?" Tony asks from the doorway. You turn your chair and look at him, noticing that he's gripping the top of the door with both hands and leaning inside the door. "I had some paperwork to fill out from that last call we went on to explain why we had to do a field tracheotomy on our patient. The usual fun stuff." You say filing the paperwork away. He moves from the doorway and walks over behind your chair, placing his hands on your shoulders and massages gently.

You moan softly as he moves his hands and notice how he pays special attention to your shoulders. A comfortable silence falls over the two of you, with the occasional moan falling from your lips. Tony leans down and kisses your forehead so you lay your head back to steal a kiss. He chuckles against your lips and kisses you again.

"If anybody walks in, they're going to have a field day with this one." You laugh. "Well then let's give them a show, honey." He stands you up, pushing your chair to the side and kisses you deeply. Your arms wrap around his shoulders as he lifts you up and sits you on the desk as his tongue swipes across your bottom lip and you open slightly, letting him attack your mouth. You grind your hips against his, feeling his erection as he moans in your mouth.

"You're such a dirty girl, honey. Getting me all hard knowing anybody could walk in right now." His kisses trail down your jaw and neck. "I should punish you for being such a naughty girl." He nips your skin just above your t-shirt. A moan escapes your lips as you pull him closer. "Does my dirty little slut want that? To be punished for being so naughty and impatient?" He asks. "Fuck, yes sir. I want you to punish me." You moan as you pull on his hair.

Tony comes back up and kisses you again, unbuckling your pants to pull your shirt out but a loud ring fills the fire station. "Shit!" You both exclaim, standing up and fixing your clothes as fast as you can. "Catch you later?" Tony asks mid way down the stairs. "You know it, baby." You smile running over to the ambulance and getting in while he gets in the firetruck.

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"Rhodey, Romanoff, take a well deserved break. I'll finish up here." You tell them as they finish organizing everything in the back of the ambulance. "Alright, captain. Thank you." Rhodey says as they walk upstairs. You start spraying everything down, smirking when you feel someone's presence. "You know it's rude to stare at people, right?" You ask. "I'm sorry, can't help but admire you sometimes." Tony flirts as he steps inside the ambulance. He takes the spray from your hands and sets it aside. "Remember that idea you had a while back? That involved us and this ambulance?" Tony asks as he pushes your hair out of the way, leaning down to kiss your neck.

"You really are trying to get us caught by everyone." You chuckle. "Everybody here knows we're messing around, darling. Luckily they like us so they won't expose us to the higher ups." He mumbles as he trails kisses up to your ear. A moan escapes your lips and you feel his hand sliding up your thigh. "At least shut the-" He shuts the doors quietly before you can finish your sentence. "Where do you keep the extra sheets at?" He asks looking around. You reach across and grab one, handing it to him.

Tony spreads out the sheet on the floor, crawling over to you and helps takes your boots off. "Come here, honey." He says helping you to the floor. "I guess it's a good thing I took the stretcher out of here, huh." You chuckle. He laughs and kisses you deeply, unbuckling your pants and slowly pulls your pants off. Biting his lip, he leans down and trails kisses up your leg before taking your underwear off. "Look at you all ready for me, darling." He moans as he slides his tongue up your slit. "Taste so sweet for me.." You moan as he starts to praise you and you tug on his hair.

"What do you want, hon? Hm?" He looks up at you with those sinful, lust filled doe eyes. "I want you, baby." You moan. "Yeah? How do you want me?" His tongue slides across your clit. "Your tongue. Please." You whimper. He smirks and lowers his head, using his tongue to tease your clit while he slips a finger inside of you. "Fuck.. Tony." You moan as he slides another finger in and starts moving them. He sucks and licks on you, using his other arm to move up your body and squeeze your breast softly.

You moan, knowing you won't last much longer especially after what happened earlier in the day, and you start moving with his fingers trying to chase your orgasm but he pulls them out and sits up. "What the fuck, Tony!" You exclaim sitting up. "What? You think I forgot about earlier when I told you that you needed to be punished for being naughty?" He says innocently. You look at him, shocked but knowing why he did it.

Tony leans down and kisses you again, laying you back down. "You'll be able to cum soon, I promise," He unbuckles his pants and pushes them down to free his cock, "I always take care of my baby." His hand moves down and grips his base as he teases your entrance with his head before sliding in. "Shit, Tones." You moan as he bottoms out. He starts moving at a medium pace, placing his hands behind your knees and pushes them down so your knees¹ are by your ears.

"Such a pretty little slut for me. Letting me do whatever I want to you." Tony moans as he leans down to kiss you. Your arms wrap around his shoulders, holding him close as he pounds into you. You hiss as you feel your orgasm getting close again. "Can I cum, please?" You beg. "Yeah, cum on my dick, darling." He moans as he feels your walls clenching around him.

You pull his hair as you cum, feeling his movements stutter as he releases inside of you. "Shit, I wasn't expecting to cum yet." He says pulling out of you. "I have that effect on you." You smirk as you sit up, hearing his chuckle while you grab some wipes. He cleans the both of you off and kisses you deeply before helping you get dressed. You fix your hair and start cleaning up, throwing the sheet by the door as he opens it.

"See you later, okay?" He kisses you softly. "I'll be here." You chuckle as he walks off. "Hey, Y/N." He calls from the steps, making you turn towards him. "Do you want to go out on a date tomorrow? I know this great restaurant a few towns over if you're interested." Tony asks, shyly. "Yeah, I would like that." You smile as he smiles. "It's about time you two asked each other out. Maybe then you can stop having sex in our ambulance." Natasha calls and you cover your face in embarrassment. "Or make us want to do it more." Tony says laughing as he heads to his office.

[tippenfunkaport]

How hard is it to rewrite your fanfic to publish as original? Is there a difference to how you write it?

Anon, I sat on this one a few days trying to think of how to answer this. Because there're a lot of little differences between writing for fanfic and writing original work that I could list but I think it's all really covered by the one biggest thing which is: you need to realize that, in fanfic, readers and canon are doing a lot of the work for you.

In other words, even in the AU-est AU, you're still starting with the basic characterization and world-building of canon. A fanfic reader comes in with a base of knowledge that comes from the source material that you, the writer, can take for granted. They're helping you out by doing a lot of the heavy lifting while reading in a way that a reader coming to something 100% original isn't.

Which is, obviously, a lot of the fun of fanfic! You can just riff on a single scene or do a character study that's light on plot or write missing scenes that make no sense without the context of canon and it's all part of how we play in the fandom space. But when you make the switch to writing for publication, you need to remember that your readers aren't coming in with any of that context and aren't as willing to suspend disbelief upfront.

Think about it. Fanfic can be light on description because you already know what the characters and setting looks like. Fanfic can tread the same beats as canon even when it's narratively unearned because the reader has the background of canon to fill in the blanks. Fanfic can cover the in-between moments or things an editor would consider "pointless" because the readers are already invested in the characters and know how the rest of the story ends. 

I think we've all had that moment when someone raves to you about a fic, how it's amazing, life-changing, better than any published book, and you read it and it's... not good. At all. Not the writing, not the plot... BUT you can absolutely see why your friend loved it so much. It centered their favorite character or ship and they were so overcome with blorbo-love that they were willing to overlook all the writing issues. Which can happen with published books too if they get enough hype (just look at some of the recent BookTok darlings), but is far more likely to happen with fanfic because we're all coming into the work high on love for our favorite show/characters/pairing.

(It's been fascinating as an author to witness this first hand bc my fandom friends and I have a book club and it's been so eye opening to watch people nitpick a published book for minuscule issues and then the exact same people turn around a praise a fanfic as the pinnacle of literature that has all the issues they hated in the published book and FAR MORE. The author of the published book has to work harder to not only make you care about their original characters and world, but also sell you on their story while fanfic knows you're already sold on those elements and just here to play. And also people hold something they paid for to a far higher standard to something they are reading for free and allocate praise accordingly.)

Which shows that, in most cases, it's not enough to just file the serial numbers off your fanfic if you want to publish. Because the exact same people who raved about your fanfic would call it derivative/shallow/etc once the names are changed from their favs and they aren't looking at it through blorbo-colored glasses anymore. It's just human nature, absolutely no shade here, but it really sums up the majority of issues you need to consider when making the leap out of fandom and into a more commercial writing space.

It all comes down to: if you've been predominantly writing fanfic, you may not realize that you're used to the combo of the reader and canon itself doing a lot of the heavy lifting for you. And now you need to learn how to pick up that slack yourself.

A reader coming to an original work about new characters they don't know yet is far less charitable when they crack open your book that they paid their hard earned dollars for than a reader who clicked on your free story about characters they already love. A paying reader is less tolerant of narrative downtime, has a higher expectation of quality writing (ie no typos, grammar issues, consistent tense, pacing, tension etc) and needs the author to make them care about the characters and world because they aren't coming in pre-loaded with love for their favorite media.

So certainly not impossible, but re-writing fanfic into something original involves a mental shift, significant expansion and retooling of what's written, and is by no means as simple as just replace all-ing the names as seems to be the popular misconception.

(And this is not going into the legal issues at all because, frankly, if you are really doing the work to flesh your fanfic out as an original work then it's probably so far removed from canon at that point it's unrecognizable. But obviously be smart and don't publish something with someone else's copyrighted characters or world unless you want your ass sued. Disclaimer that I am just a writer, not a lawyer.)

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

I could teach you things

Part 1 here

Summary: Just a regular trip to the store with your new mommy, of course you’re still not keen on anything that’s going on, not that you had much of a choice anymore, maybe Wanda’s uninvited friend can do something to help?

Warnings: mentions of smut, minors DNI, Wanda being herself mommy kink (obviously)

A/n: I had a sudden burst of energy to finish part 2 so here ya go!

You watched Wanda speak to the neighbour about watching the boys while you were forced to go shopping for ice cream, by the loos of it the neighbour happily accepted and waltz into the house and Wanda came back towards the car so you decided to look out of the passenger window even when Wanda sat in the car kissing you on the cheek you remained still, not giving her any satisfaction.

"If you behave I'll make you cum later" she winked at you and you just rolled your eyes, you wished you'd never told her about being inexperienced so you changed the subject before she could continue "Does Agatha know how much of a crazy bitch you are too?"

"I'm not crazy, I just know what I want and I know how to get it" she started the car and moved off of the driveway, after a few minutes you were out of the neighbourhood and Wanda spoke again "spread your legs"

You whipped your head around so quick you thought it snapped "what?!

Wanda wasn't fazed she just repeated herself "spread your legs, we'll be in traffic for a little bit and I don't want you to be bored"

"I don't want too" you mumbled squeezing your legs together so she couldn't pry them apart "soon you'll have them open every time we're alone, but I understand it being the first day, I won't push you" her eyes went back on the road as you both neared the store

"You're so fucking confusing-" she yanked your hair back cutting you off and shouting in pain “see?! This is what I’m talking about, you’re nice and caring one minute then try and hurt me the next, make up your damn mind"

Wanda chuckled annoying you even more "you're adorable my love, I said I wouldn't push you and I stand by that, but that bratty behaviour won’t stand for much longer”

"Stay with me princess, don't want you wondering off" Wanda gripped your arm pulling you into the store "I'm not a child, I can walk by myself" you tried pulling away but Wanda didn't let you instead leaning in close whispering to you "I'll get you a collar and leash, I was just going to use one in the bedroom but I have no problem dragging you around in public with one, maybe I'll have you on all fours too, really treat you like-

"Okay! I get it, let's just get the ice cream and go back" you looked around the store, hopefully no one heard what Wanda just said, or if they did they didn't show it and you were thankful.

Wanda just smiled and kissed you on the cheek "good girl, do you want a teddy?"

You looked at her oddly "er no thanks, maybe the boys want one though?" You wouldn't tell her bu you definitely did want a teddy but considering everything going on you thought saying yes would make her think you'd given in, and like hell you were going to give in to her, but dear god there was this seal one here that you’d seen and would sell your soul to buy it, a little dramatic but it was true

Wanda shrugged "they're not into stuffies much, let's go, remember to stay close" you sighed staying close to the woman as you walked round the store getting some ice cream and some ingredients for tomorrow's dinner.

The whole time Wanda kept you close every now and then kissing your neck and making a show of touching you, your arm, your back and even your ass smirking when you jumped away a little

"Can you stop?" You said after you both left the store embarrassed at her behaviour and the strange looks you had received "Wanda please-

Wanda pressed herself against you against the car and wrapped her hand around your neck "you're such a brat Y/n" she kissed you hard causing you to whimper at the sudden action but you refused to kiss her back until her fingers dug into your neck and you gasped inadvertently letting Wanda slip her tongue into your mouth

She pulled away smiling at your breathless expression and licking her lips "aww honey, you look a little flustered"

You got your breath back pushing her away and getting into the car refusing to look back at her.

Wanda smiled to herself, she was breaking you down and she was loving every second of it

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When you returned back to the house you were surprised to see a new face besides Agatha looking after the boys "Natasha I didn't expect you coming over" Wanda pushed you into the house when you were hesitant to do so

"I like surprising you Wanda you know that now come on, tell me who this princess is" the woman who you now know was called Natasha walked over to you putting a stray hair behind your ear "aren't you cute?" You pulled away from her and surprisingly held onto Wanda's arm making the redhead smile, thank you Nat.

"This is Y/n, the boy's babysitter, we just went to get ice cream for the boys" she held up the bag and Tommy came running over grabbing the bag thanking his mom and running into the kitchen followed by Billy and Agatha making sure they didn't make a mess

Now that you three were alone Nat asked again "so who is she really?"

Wanda rolled her eyes "my new little girl, she's a little shy but we're getting there"

You let go of Wanda's arm regaining some of your own composure "I'm not your little anything, just let me go home"

Wanda growled "you are my little girl, and you are home, my room is now our room and everything in this house is yours now”

Your stomach dropped, you guessed this was what was going to happen but you held onto some hope that she didn't mean it, you were so in your thoughts you didn't notice the smiles on both women's faces and their silent conversation

"You look a little pale malen'kiy, do you want to lay down?" Nat gents pulled you away from Wanda walking you upstairs with the woman walking close behind, she pushed open the bedroom door and lay a reluctant you on the bed

"I have to see how the boys are doing but behave for Nat princess okay?" Wanda sweetly kissed your forehead and then looked to Nat "behave"

Nat smirked "always"

The door closed behind Wanda leaving you with the scary looking redhead who sat down next to you and roamed her eyes over your body making you self conscious "so has Wanda told you about me yet?"

You were thankful for the broken silence even if it was a strange question "no"

Nat hummed "hmm are you sure? Nothing about 'showing me which Maximoff I should've chosen?"

Your eyes widened and you sat up straight "you're the one she fucked in his office?!"

"So she did tell you? I knew she would, she enjoyed using me and still does, did she tell you about the time we got caught by Agatha? The poor woman just rolled her eyes and told us the boys had gone for their swimming lessons"

You couldn't form any words or even sounds, were they sneaking around when you were looking after the boys? That was so weird!

Finally you managed "wh-why am I here then? If she's sleeping with you?"

Nat laughed "well sometimes I'm not around, plus she's been fantasising about you for months, whenever I'd go down on her bringing her to orgasm it was your name she'd moan, I don't mind, especially seeing you in person now I know why she wants you" she inched closer to you placing her hand on your cheek

"You're fucking beautiful" she whispered leaning foreword attaching her lips to your own in a much softer kiss than Wanda gave you before, pulling away you found yourself embarrassingly trying to chase her lips and she giggled “it’s a shame really”

“Why?” You whispered and Nat’s eyes looked past you clearly to someone stood at the door ad be your blood ran cold, you had a really good idea who it was, considering this was her house after all

“Oh don’t stop on my account honey” Wanda’s sickly sweet voice engulfed you but before you could turn around she was behind you rubbing your back feeling you tense up “you steal my husband and now you want my little princess? You’re a menace” okay she wasn’t mad at you, that was okay you thought

“She totally came onto me Wanda”

Okay what the fuck? No you didn’t

“No I didn’t! You did, and what does it matter? You’re the whore who let her spit on you and fuck her on her husband’s desk” you jumped from the bed just barley out of each woman’s grip

“Watch your fucking tone” Nat snapped, a clear contrast to how she was just a few minutes ago “she’s a brat Wanda I hope you know what you’re doing”

Wanda just shrugged “she’s just an innocent untouched pretty girl who needs direction and I plan to give it to her”

There was a silence in the room now and you were unsure what to do, both woman were still sat on the bed, Nat playing with her nails and Wanda looking at you with her head tilted “anything to say princess?”

You didn’t know what to do, you just-just stood there, you could try and leave and call the police but what would they do? Probably nothing, instead you hung your head in defeat sighing “no…”

Wanda was pleased, you were breaking down and were finally accepting your fate, she stood and slowly walked towards you bringing you into a hug kissing her forehead and whispering “mommy can make sure you never have to think or worry about anything again, just let me in”

Even though you were silent tears wet your cheek and onto Wanda’s shirt “shh baby it’s okay, let’s lay you back down again and you can sleep” then as you have was small but enough for Wanda to bring you back to the bed and lay you under the covers, she let Nat fluff the pillows and kiss your cheek “I’ll see you again Y/n, daddy won’t stay away for too long”

You were so tired you didn’t even register what she said which Wanda was glad about because she just rolled her eyes at her friend and kissed her “as I said, you’re a menace”

“You love it” she said leaving the room and closing the door softly not to stir you up

Wanda spent a few minutes looking at you drifting off to sleep with the tears drying on your face, eventually she quietly got under the covers with you pulling you against her and nuzzling your neck placing a soft kiss there “goodnight moy milyy angel” she too drifted off to sleep, that was until a loud bang woke you both up

“Y/n! Where are you?! I’m here to take you home!” Wanda groaned, of course your ever persistent and idiotic mother wouldn’t accept that you belong to her now, she wouldn’t let you worry though and told you to stay quiet “mommy will be right back”

[gotasenseivebeenbetrayed]

I know some of us, me included, have some-what struggled heavily with all the Matty talk/speculation.

While I love just listening to Taylor and appreciating the songs for what they are and how I can relate to them. I also love the idea of trying to guess who each song is about and as I'm open-minded I've done my fair share of digging into Gaylor/Kaylor/Swiftgron as well as now, Maylor. And honestly up until Maylor, I thought it was always pretty easy to see how many holes were in the Gaylor theories and while there are holes still in Maylor, there are also - unfortunately, a lot of things that do add up to Matty being the "big muse" over Harry.

And yet, while I do see those things and sometimes have a hard time being 100% that Harry is still the big muse - I'm still here trying to convince myself. Lol

So if you also need it - buckle up & follow along, this will be long

Just to get it out of the way, it is impossible for anything from Red or 1989 to be about Matty. I know I've seen a lot of people trying to connect him into it and it's just not possible as both came out before the two ever met.

The first public interaction of either of this was on Nov 8th 2014 when Taylor liked this tumblr post of Matty wearing a 1989 shirt.

For reference 1989 originally came out Oct 27 2018 and Red Oct 22 2012. Both of those are before Nov 2018. And while Matty did say they met some time in October of 2018 (British Matt, 25, who wore a Taylor Swift 1989 shirt on stage earlier this month, told how he and the Grammy award winner had met in October - This was in this article by DailyMail posted on Nov 2018), she did not meet him and write songs about him for 1989 the same month it was being released. So according to Matty's own word, they met Oct 2018 and exchanged numbers.

Then their first official meeting in public was Nov 19 2018 when Taylor, Selena and co went to a 1975 concert. This is the concert where Harry was rumored to also be at according to US Weekly & earlier that day US Weekly posted another article claiming Taylor & Harry were talking again/friends. And I'd also like to note that I'd wager a guess that Harry introduced Taylor to The 1975 because back in 2013, Harry tweeted quite a few times about The 1975. Then back in March 2014 Harry was prank called by Matty so Matty had Harry's number.

Taylor was apparently super excited about her & Harry talking again, they apparently went to the concert together. So it'd be super unlikely after just having exchanged numbers with Matty & meeting him two or three times she'd already be obsessed with him to write songs about.

On Dec 2nd 2014 Taylor & Harry were both in London during the VS Fashion Show. So they were still friendly at that point & DailyMail posted an article saying they had drinks at a bar after.

Our third official meeting between the two was another The 1975 concert Dec. 4th 2014 in NY - yes this the same concert Kissgate happened. From there articles were being posted about them rumored to be dating. But during that same time on Dec 8th 2014, there was a blind item that Ali Lohan and Matty were hooking up. Then officially started circulating Dec 24th 2014. And both of them were supposedly at that Dec 4th show in the VIP Section.

Now if we're going to add into the fact because of Taylor stupidly mouthing the whole "This song is for you, you know who you are. I love you." last year before Cardigan and Matty having done that same thing a few days earlier at one of his concerts. People believe Cardigan and therefor August and Betty are all about Matty & Taylor and I'm assuming Ali but, I don't know for sure. If we're going based on the lyrics and idea of it being Matty & Taylor, this was the only time they would've been "dating" back then and Ali was the only one he was accused of cheating with so August would have to be Ali. And based on the lyrics, if they're to be believed. August did NOT know about Betty, Ali would've known about Taylor because not only was there rumors circulating then about T&M dating, Ali was supposedly at the same show as T, in the same section as her. August also implies the affair happened in summer but, once again T&M didn't even meet until late fall and A&M rumors and T&M rumors didn't start til Dec which is winter. Also want to add there was a blind item that said Ali & Matty sent Taylor a photo of them in bed together which is wild, obviously doesn't mean it's true but, if it were true it would indicate that Ali most def. did know about Taylor.

So based on what we know they knew each other from an unknown date in Oct and exchanged numbers then Taylor appeared at 2 of his shows between Nov and Dec. Dec. 4th is when rumors started they were dating and by Dec. 8th Matty was hooking up with Ali Lohan and him and Taylor were apparently already over. Then around Feb 24th 2015 Ellie Goulding introduced Tay & Calvin and they started dating very quickly after.

Now Maylors are trying to say that this night below which is from Feb 25th 2015 is probably the night that Taylor wrote "Exile" about saying that Matty seeing Taylor with Calvin was the whole "I can see you standing honey with his arms around your body". And Matty being jealous over Calvin. Firstly, T&C weren't even fully dating yet, they had just met and were flirting. And if they (M&T) were truly dating in Dec. 2014 and then Matty cheated on her with Ali and Taylor was "head over heels" for Matty enough to write all these songs about him - why would they be within the same area as the other? Taylor is generally not nice to her exes, especially if they screw her over and Matty would've screwed her over heavily if everything was true.

However, funnily enough there were also blind items around Dec that came out before the rumors did that suggested Taylor was going to be in a PR Relationship with Matty as a way of "roughing" up her image a bit. Normally, I do not take too much stock in blind items as anyone can submit one but, sometimes there are real ones and this one seems to be legit as they called out what would happen (T&M wouldn't ever be seen holding hands, kissing etc. but they'd be spotted supporting each other at shows and event photos of them near each other would be taken just to get people talking and as long as Matty didn't screw it up, they'd write a contract for 2015 then a week later articles were being published of them "dating" & Taylor was shown at his 2nd concert, then Matty did end up screwing things up by sleeping with Ali & that ended their possible contract).

Blind 1 & Blind 2

On her birthday in 2014 she tweeted about how she'd like the media to stop claiming she was dating her friends which was obviously a hint at both Matty and Karlie since rumors were going on about both.

By late Feb Taylor was with Calvin which lasted a year (until June 2016) and we can conclude from Taylor's own lyrics (Getaway Car and High Infidelity) she probably cheated on him. There was also a blind item that suggested she was cheating on him and when she wrote This is What We Came For with him it was about the man she was cheating on him with and he had no idea at the time. After they broke up, he wrote Ole and the entire MV was taking jabs at Harry which why would he do unless Harry was the one she cheated with.

I couldn't find an exact date but, sometime in 2015 Matty started dating an 18 year old model named Gabriella Brooks and they dated until 2019. Obviously, cheating could happen so them both having partners doesn't mean they weren't together in secret but, yeah it's leaves very little room for Cardigan, August & Betty considering the "chase two girls, lose the one" if Matty was in a relationship after Taylor started dating another man and then she got with Joe before Matty & Gabriella even broke up.

Also on Jan 20th Matty did a radio interview with Australia's 2DayFM and said

"It's all bloody fake. It's a farce." "We met each other, we exchanged numbers in the same way that a lot of people in this kind of world do, and we spoke occasionally," he said. "She's the biggest pop star in the world and I'm in Australia. There's no relationship or anything happening. It's just funny how people really, really buy into that."

In an interview with Q magazine in March 2016 Matty said he never dated Taylor. He called it a flirtation, said she wasn't a big impact on his life, and this was also the interview where he said it would have been emasculating to only be known as Taylor Swift's boyfriend.

He also said this later on when he was correcting the narrative about that interview and how people said he was being misogynistic.

 I had fears of being 'somebody's boyfriend' (remember this is all speculation as we never dated!)

Feb 20 2020 they saw each other at the NME Awards and Matty said

"She was just stood behind me. I mean, I haven't seen Taylor in years so it was actually a really nice room."

So in 2020 he said they hadn't seen each other in years and he wanted to collab with her. And going off the other interviews he did, they never dated and only talked occasionally - so I'd bet money those blind items were correct and Matty fucked up any possibility of an official PR contract back in 2015 by sleeping with Ali and that they never actually hung out outside of her going to those few concert shows and then backstage at certain events. Even if they were wanting to keep their relationship secret, he did not talk about her in a light that even remotely hints at anything. And if she was writing all these songs about having a secret relationship with him why would he lie and say they hadn't even seen each other in years? He didn't need to mention that and why would he publicly talk about being nervous to talk to her again and ask her to collab if they had been having a secret affair?

Now another thing Maylors claim is that Taylor/Matty wrote songs about each other over the years and that there were songs from Midnights and Being Funny in a Foreign Language about one another but, Matty said in an interview in Nov 2022 that Taylor had only heard "bits and pieces" of their album thanks to Jack. So it does not sound like they wrote songs about each other.

Then Jan 2023 is when Taylor surprise performed for The 1975 in London which again, remember, originally Harry was who Matty wanted.

Also want to add that by Dec 2022 it seems like Taylor might've already had an idea in her mind for The Tortured Poet's Department because Matty posted this photo kissing Pheobe where he said "Gay Poets Society" referencing the 1989 classic film "Dead Poets Society." which Taylor also referenced in the Fortnight video. And they were on speaking terms at this point because Matty claims they worked together for Midnights but it was scrapped. She told us herself she started working on TTPD directly after Midnights and if Matty/Pheobe were possibly already hinting the name of it in Dec of 2022 then it's safe to say she probably already had the title track written at that point as well as Fortnight and already had the idea for the Fortnight video in her head and therefore it makes no sense for those to be about Matty when both are talking about a relationship that's already ended and this would've been before they "dated" last year.

Also, I don't think Matty and Pheobe would jokingly kiss if he was secretly with Taylor, especially since when Matty was "dating" Taylor last year he stopped kissing random fans/bandmates on stage as a show of respect to her.

Then we have Matty taking shots at Harry over the years.

In Jan 2019 he tweeted he wanted to produce Harry's new album but, that he needed Harry's new number because was "definitely blocked".

In Jan 2023 Matty said he asked Harry to be an opener for The 1975 and got told no. Apparently this was the concert that Taylor ended up doing instead. Which again, if they were having a secret affair all this time and pining for each other why the hell would invite her ex to perform as an opening instead of her?

Then in Feb 2023 he accused Harry of queerbaiting..by doing the same shit he himself does.

[cammslush]

6REEZE; each member has their own special and adorable darling (but you don't know they think that way about you) - Part 2

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Content warning(s): Yandere themes (overprotectiveness, possessiveness)

Let me know if I missed anything.

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Part II: Center - Aether

"We're having a concert today, I'm sure you know. It's going to be live on our YouTube, please watch it there instead."

Aether tried his best to hide his signature golden strands of hair from the light, underneath his dark hood. He speaks quietly into the receiver of the payphone conveniently just a few blocks from the concert venue. But with him being pretty much the face of 6REEZE…

"Hey, I recognize that golden hair anywhere! Is that…?"

"Sorry, talk to you after the show. Bye."

It was almost an impossible task trying to keep a low profile.

You were a strange-fated soul who met Aether during a photoshoot for a magazine. Well, he was hard to ignore. The brightest member of 6REEZE, that was him!

"I'm ____, pleasure to be your acquaintance," you held out your pretty hand to him. Why did you introduce your name? He already knew who you were: an actor. But some part in his heart sort of…thumped, at the thought of you saying your name.

It's a very common thing for celebrities to meet in joint projects. It's also a common thing for said celebrities to become close friends…or even fall in love.

"No…I shouldn't fall in love. I can't fall in love…" Aether almost wanted to rip his heart out the same day he met you. Idols always sing love songs, but they are not allowed to love. So then…

Why? Why does his heart beat so quickly whenever he thinks of you? Why is it that his chest hurts everytime he sees your face in an advertisement, or your acting in some unpopular movie? Why, why, why…

But he can't just leave you in his "list of merely recognizable people", not after you offered so much company and kindness.

“I met Aether from 6REEZE during a photoshoot once,” you carelessly said in an interview, “And then we actually became friends! He’s actually a pretty nice person! And his hair looks way brighter in person. Go watch their live concerts to see it for yourself!”

Do actors live in a different world from idols? You’re so good at acting in shows, from what he can tell. Why can’t you act like you have never met him before?

Don’t you get it? Your adorable face will get mauled by a horde of crazy idol fans if you admit that! He can’t let that happen!

Venti is so careless, he lets the existence of his "bestest friend" be known to the public with such little care of their wellbeing — Aether is different! He isn't careless one bit.

Despite being your friend, you really have no actual way of contacting him besides a phone number that he asked you to memorize, and he also asked you not to ever input this number on your personal phone. You thought it was a little strange, but heeded his requests nonetheless. Perhaps it was a strange tradition.

But Aether isn't mean to you or anything, yes? He is one of the nicest, brightest people you've ever met in your life! He'd never want you to get hurt, that's the whole point of his actions.

He himself has perfectly memorized all of your information, like your phone number, or your address. It's only, purely because he believes he isn't allowed to save any of that info on his phone, not because he feels the need to know every single little detail about you.

It would be bad if any fan found out about his close association with another celebrity, right? The only, only option left is to store everything about you safely inside his mind.

Under absolutely no circumstances should anyone know you exist in his life.

That is knowledge available only to him.

"Aether, I was recruited to act in an advertisement, and they're still looking for more actors. Marketing opportunity for 6REEZE! Just say the word and I can recommend anyone who's interested to the Director," you spoke to him over the payphone.

Aether wanted to smack himself for how much he misses hearing your voice. It was hard to tell his inner conflicts, thanks to his bright and sunny outer image.

Looks like there's no other choice, "I just asked, buuut no one else is interested, so I'll take any role."

He cannot even allow his fellow 6REEZE members know.

"Oh, okay. Also, I'm watching the concert at home. Everything you guys did was so cool! Especially at the song 'Let the Wind Lead'...My Archon, all I can say is you guys shone very brightly."

Aether wants to keep hearing you talk. But at the same time…

"Yeah…The intermission is about to end. Let's stop here," without even telling you, he hung up the phone and promptly deleted the conversation from his contact history.

With a sigh, he left the break room.

No, no…he can't let what happened to Lumine be repeated with you. Nobody deserves that.

It's not because solely his attention should be on you — "get your head back on track, Aether!" It's because you'll be in grave danger if anyone else found out. He's told himself time and time again, someone as precious as you should never be laid a finger on.

If anything did happen to you, he might as well as die right then and there with you.

"...Aether? Hello?" You spoke on the other end, confused.

You're such a great actor, aren't you? He knows, he's watched almost every piece of film or advertisement you've played a role in, no matter how unpopular the show, no matter how insignificant the role.

So please, act like you've never heard of 6REEZE. Act like you've never even heard of Aether, in public.

That way he can have you all for himself!

[punks-never-die205]

What do you find most attractive on Kid? Looks and Character ❤️‍🔥

Hmmm...

Looks-wise, I mean the scars are hot, but honestly I appreciate the punk-vibes. Also, that post-time skip THICC is... yeah. Yeah, I like my big boys.

Character-wise, I love the attitude. I love the scenes we get that show he knows how the world "works", and while Luffy has decided to ignore that part, Kid keeps it in mind.

I don't know if either or is better or right, that's beside the point, but Kid's defiance of it while being painfully aware of it is interesting to me. The loyalty born from it, the way he defends his crew, the fierce choices and risks taken because they're alive.

They're ALIVE because they're pirates. There wasn't any real living on that island, even after it took Victoria, even after they tamed it and took it over - it wasn't living. They were just existing inside the lines of how the World Worked.

Kid says the island was too small for him.

So he goes out, some island punk with, currently, no sailing knowledge save for whoever he got for the crew aside from Killer, Heat and Wire. When we see him in Wano he's not just a punk on a boat, he's someone who fights on the seas - he's a pirate, a captain - knowledgeable and accomplished.

With no mentors.

Six months with Rayleigh and Kid would be a demon. Just knowing how to use all the haki he has available with some level of efficiency that wasn't "figure it out as I go".

I love that you could switch Luffy and Kid as the protagonist of the series and it would still work. One Piece with Kid as the lead would be a much darker title, sure, but the other themes fit. That no existence is illegal, that freedom is paramount, etc. Kid doesn't buck the ideal of "piracy" the way Luffy does, but honestly we don't know how much of what and who Kid is, is propaganda. There's no canon to run off of, but I'm fine with that.

We don't know if he and his crew have done good deeds. I can see the Kid Pirates rebuilding a town - Kid especially is a builder. Luffy overthrows a government for a bowl of food, Kid overthrows a government because fuck the WG.

And yeah, there's assumptions in there, but it's all based off what we do know. We know that Luffy and crew are perceived by the public different from who they are - people know, sure, cause they've done great things, but the general populous sees them as terrifying and violent pirates.

Same as the heart pirates, the kid pirates, etc. People are terrified of Shanks and Whitebeard, 100%. Because government propaganda.

The only acts of violence we see from Kid (and Law) that aren't directed at Marines are directed at pirates. We're just not following those two cause it's not their story.

And there's something like 3,000 islands? I think I read somewhere. So there's plenty of places where Kid and Killer and the crew have stellar reputations. Maybe Kid deals with the underground to keep from being surprised, or to buy someone to free, who knows?

But Character-wise, that's why I love him. It's why I love writing him, because we have this Big Bad Guy who wants you to know he's big and bad, but he's also making like mechanical butterflies and letting birds nest in his hair, he's naming his ship after a dead friend who probably called their home island too small, and he's learned from every hard lesson he's experienced.

Which I won't get into in detail, cause it's not released in anime and I try not to spoil anything that's still manga-only.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Will you love me? | {KokuZan}

Theme: Floof mostly

Note: Modern AU? They're sons of two businessmen who are working together (idk make it up), they're not dating yet- 

Muzan's dating Uta (I DONT SHIP THIS OK ITS JS FOR THE PLOT)

Koku's single :3 

aaand a bit of YoriiUta

×××

Yoriichi had always been the favorite. The favorite child, the media's favorite, the school's favorite. Michikatsu shadowed him almost always, only approached so people could get Yoriichi's number. Occasionally, people would go up to Michikatsu to get to know him, but it usually involved ulterior motives such as gaining fame or having some 'friend with benefits'. It tended to be women who were like this and, in fact, Michikatsu had absolutely no interest in them.

Days, months, years of being overshone by Yoriichi made life pretty much like being the background actor in a show—nobody knew or cared who you were, barely even noticed you. Sometimes even his own parents.

So it was strange when, one day, his parents told them both that they would be working with some other business. They invited the family who owned the business over for dinner. Interestingly, they also had a son, around Michikatsu and Yoriichi's age. The three of them were sent upstairs so the adults would talk about 'more important matters.'

The son was a bit on the shorter side with short, cropped black hair and intense red eyes. His name was Muzan, he said. But it wasn't about who he was, or how he looked. More about where his attention was drawn to.

Usually, people turned to Yoriichi, having recogonized him from some modeling in a magazine Michikatsu had never heard about before. But this time, Muzan addressed Michikatsu first with, what seemed like, genuine curiosity in his gaze.

"You're Michikatsu, right?" he asked.

Michikatsu and Yoriichi both stared at him, stunned. Having expected the attention to be droven to his younger brother, Michikatsu had already positioned himself behind Yoriichi. So when Muzan had spoken, not to Yoriichi, but to Michikatsu, the twins both stood there, half wondering if this was their imagination.

Then, perhaps getting a grip of himself, Yoriichi, relieved, drew the spotlight onto Michikatsu, stepping back to give the two space.

"I... Yeah, I am," Michikatsu said. He wondered how Yoriichi did this, constantly having to talk to random people he'd never met before but seemed to know way too much about him. Or just having to talk to people in general. "Uh... How do you know me?"

Muzan laughed. "You're the brother of Mr. Famous here, how would I not know you?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

"Yeah, well, nobody bothers to learn my name," Michikatsu said scornfully. He sounded childish. Oh, whatever.

"Why not?" Muzan asked, frowning.

Yoriichi let out a breath.

"Yoriichi, here, is always the center of attention," Michikatsu said, trying to sound lighthearted. "People love him best."

"I'd prefer if they didn't, though," Yoriichi interjected, sounding guilty. "I dislike it."

Michikatsu lifted a shoulder. "Guess we're born to get everything we don't want."

"I get that," Muzan said, nodding. "Uta—my girlfriend—is always being pushed aside when people recognize me in public."

Girlfriend? And, for seemingly no reason, Michikatsu felt a momentary frown curve his lips down—before catching himself and plastering on a smile. "Well, welcome to the club to her, then..."

Muzan shook his head. "It's got to be very annoying, hasn't it? Personally, I like being in attention," he admitted, a grin growing on his face, before falling. "But it's hard for Uta, which makes it hard for our relationship in general."

"Ah. Maybe we should meet sometime. You and Yoriichi can walk down a red carpet and Uta and I could be your shadows..." Michikatsu offered. What kind of person was Uta? If she experienced something similar to himself, would Muzan perhaps be interested in Michikatsu in the future...? 

Yoriichi shook his head. "I'd rather be the shadow."

"Well, you don't always get what you want," Michikatsu said, a bitter laugh growing on his tongue.

Muzan sighed. "Sorry."

"What?" both of the Tsugikuni's asked, turning back to him.

"I'm the only one content with my position-ish," Muzan said, shrugging. "I feel bad."

"What, did you cause all of this?" Michikatsu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"...yep. I... cast a magic spell on you before you were born to get exactly what you don't want," Muzan said, raising his hands and wiggling his fingers in what was probably supposed to look like a sinister move—but looked ridiculous.

Yoriichi rolled his eyes.

"You look younger than us," Michikatsu said, lips quirking in a smile.

"...I am. But that doesn't matter," Muzan said, frowning. 

"Whatever you say."

×××

They ended up meeting Uta only a couple days later. Muzan had visited again with his parents and had brought her along. Yoriichi and Uta seemed to get along quickly—though their personalities seemed like polar opposites. Uta was like a ball of sunshine, very enthusiastic and Michikatsu wondered why she was neglected by the public. But, then again, Michikatsu had always been the social one.

"Uta seems nice," Michikatsu remarked, as he and Muzan wandered over to a different room.

"Yep! She's very sweet," Muzan said. Then paused, looking uncomfortable. "Oh, but there's something else..."

Michikatsu tilted his head in his direction. "Hm?"

"Okay, uhm." Muzan looked behind him and, once comfirming that nobody was there, turned back. "Don't tell her, okay?"

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. "Tell her what?"

"I'm getting to that! Right, so, uhm... Yeah, I care for her a lot and everything... but..." Muzan hesitated.

"Go on. I won't say anything," Michikatsu assured him.

"Uh... I... I think I'm gay," Muzan blurted out. 

Michikatsu blinked. "What-"

"I don't know, or maybe I'm just bi or whatever. But, like, either I'm just losing feelings for her or I'm realizing I'm not into women because... because there's this other guy who I think I like and, well, yeah. I don't know how to tell her since I really do care about her a lot but, I just... Don't know," Muzan said, defeated.

Michikatsu patted him awkwardly. "You should probably just talk to her about it."

"I know..." Muzan whined. "I don't know how!"

"Don't know how to what?"

Muzan and Michikatsu turned to see Uta and Yoriichi walking towards them.

"Ehm..." Muzan hesitated and glanced at Michikatsu who gave him an encouraging look. 

Uta stopped, giving him a curious smile. "Hm?"

"I... uh... Nevermind. I'll tell you later," Muzan said quickly, plastering on a smile.

Uta nodded. "Alright! I have to go now, also." She waved her phone on the air. "My mother texted me."

"Ohhh, 'kay, 'kay," Muzan agreed. "See you later?"

"Mhm! I'll text you," Uta said with a smile. She turned to Yoriichi. "It was nice meeting you too!"

Yoriichi nodded. "It was."

Uta waved to Michikatsu then bounded towards the stairs on her way out.

Muzan and Michikatsu turned to Yoriichi who was watching Uta go.

"Do... you like her?" Muzan asked, a sly grin growing on his face.

Yoriichi snapped his head towards him, eyes wide. "What? No! Isn't she your girlfriend, anyways?"

Muzan rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah..."

Yoriichi frowned. "Is there something you have to say?"

Muzan lifted a shoulder. "Kinda? I may or may not be losing feelings for her."

Yoriichi raised an eyebrow. "She seems very likeable, though..."

"So you do like her?" Muzan asked, pointing at him. 

"Wha- No!" he protested.

Michikatsu watched them, his own thoughts mulling. So... if Muzan liked this other 'guy', that meant he liked a man, which meant Michikatsu had even more of a chance. Although he wasn't quite sure why it mattered. 

×××

Muzan and Uta started visiting more throughout the following month, on their own time. Michikatsu and Yoriichi occasionally visiting Muzan's house as well. They never went out in public, of course, but it was still very fun. They usually refrained from visiting people or having others visit since usually it turned into a fiasco. But it was fun, now.

Uta and Yoriichi were spending more time together whilst Muzan and Michikatsu were usually elsewhere, and Muzan still hadn't managed to break the news to Uta.

However, finally, Michikatsu persuaded him to tell her, saying it would only worsen their relationship if it continued on.

Muzan finally caved and agreed. So now Michikatsu and Yoriichi were spying on the two as Muzan drew up the courage to tell her.

Uta sat on Muzan's bed, organizing his things since he was, in fact, the messiest person to exist. Muzan entered, his nervousness clear on his face. He sat down beside her and she looked up with a smile.

"Hi!" she said, closing one of the drawers she'd been placing things in.

"Hey... Uhhh, Uta, can I talk to you?" he asked, eyes darting to and fro.

"Of course. What's wrong?" she said, placing her hands on her lap. 

"So... I... want to..." He paused. "Break up?"

She blinked. "What?"

"Sorry. I still care about you a lot, but I think I might be into men. I don't know for sure if it's only, but I don't see myself liking you the way I used to, I guess," Muzan said, talking quickly.

"Oh!" She frowned. "Am I doing something wrong?"

He shook his head frantically. "No, no, you're doing amazingly! I just don't like you... romantically anymore, I'm sorry. It's not your fault."

"Oh. Okay," she said, nodding slowly.

"You're... fine with it?" he asked.

She nodded again. "Its your own choice and your emotions. It's fine."

He smiled. "Thanks. This is why you're the best."

She laughed. "I wouldn't say I'm the best. Will you tell me how you figured this out, though?"

Muzan coughed. "There's... this person I like. A boy. Uhm..."

Uta's eyes lit up, seemingly forgetting the previous conversation. "Tell me about him. Do I know him?"

Muzan nodded. "Yeah."

"What's his name?" she asked.

"I'm... not telling you that," Muzan said, glancing towards where Michikatsu and Yoriichi were hiding.

Uta raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. "Tell me!"

"...Later," he said.

"Promise?"

"...yeah."

×××

"Yoriichi, you like Uta, right?" Muzan asked, leaning against the door frame. Uta had left and hour ago and Michikatsu and Yoriichi were about to go, having been called home by their parents.

Yoriichi shied away, averting his eyes. 

"Just tell her!" Muzan said encouragingly. "...but maybe after she tells you more formally that she and I broke up. Because she doesn't know you were stalking us."

"I wasn't stalking. And Michikatsu was too..." Yoriichi mumbled.

Muzan laughed. "Just do it, okay?"

Yoriichi nodded slowly. "Eventually."

"I didn't know you could be so shy," Michikatsu said pointedly as he and Yoriichi slipped into the backseat of the car quickly, tugging off the masks they had worn to avoid recognition.

"Shut up," Yoriichi huffed, looking away. He paused and looked back. "Don't you like Muzan?"

Michikatsu rolled his eyes, feeling his face heat up. "I do not!"

"Mhm. I've seen how you look at him," Yoriichi said, his own sort of smugness forming on his face as he gained the upperhand. 

"Uhm. I look at him normally!" Michikatsu protested, though he was sure his cheeks betrayed him. 

Yoriichi nodded—though in the most mocking manner. "Yes, very normally. Intensely, too, I may add."

Michikatsu spluttered for a response then opted to cross his arms, looking out the one-sided window as the streets rolled by. 

Did he like Muzan? Probably. Yes, he did. But the thing was, Muzan was probably not into him. He already had his eyes set on someone, he'd said. So... it was time to throw away any wishful thinking and put himself straight.

×××

...It didn't work.

Despite trying to think of anything else, putting his focus into whatever the hell his parents expected of him, literally doing the most random things ever, his mind would wander back to Muzan. It seemed sudden but, maybe, it was just some self-awareness that brought him to realize how much he'd actually been thinking about Muzan.

But then, it didn't matter if he did or didn't like Muzan. There wasn't that high of a chance for Muzan to like him, and he'd just broken up with Uta, so...

And yet.

(rushing this bc i'm lazy LMFAO)

Muzan texted him one day, asking if he wanted to come over. Obviously, Michikatsu said yes. Yoriichi was focused on something or other and was unable to come, so he arrived at the house alone.

Muzan let him in, guiding him to the room, talking about the most random things. They sat down—Muzan on his bed, Michikatsu on a chair. 

"Why'd you invite me over?" Michikatsu asked at one point, when the conversation paused. 

Muzan lifted a shoulder. "Just... bored? I guess?" he said. It was plausible. It just didn't sound genuine.

"Ooookay," Michikatsu said slowly, drawing out the word. "Are you doing anything this week?" he asked.

Muzan thought for a moment. "Yeah. I think I'm busy."

"You think?"

"I didn't look over the schedule," he said, a quick smirk flitting over his face. "They gave it to me and I only saw there was a lot written. I just tossed it aside... somewhere."

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow. "For someone who likes the fame, you're very bad at keeping it."

"Hey, people still love me, no?" Muzan said, flashing him a grin and leaning back against a mountain of pillows. 

Michikatsu laughed. "Sure."

"Anyways... Speaking of love," Muzan said, averting his eyes.

So this was what Muzan had asked him over for. "Yes?" 

"The... You know the boy I liked?" Muzan asked, still no meeting his eyes.

Michikatsu nodded—then realized Muzan couldn't see that. "Yes, I do. Liked? Did you stop liking him?"

"No, no," Muzan said, looking up quickly and shaking his head. "I still like him."

"Ah. Who is it?"

Muzan frowned. "About that."

"Hm?"

"It's you."

Michikatsu took a moment to process the words, staring blankly at Muzan. "...Huh?"

"It's you," Muzan repeated patiently, a slow blush rising in his cheeks. "I like you."

"...What?" Michikatsu had, in fact, still not comprehended what he was hearing.

"I like you, okay? I know it's weird and everything, especially since we haven't even known each other for over a year or whatever, I don't know, I'm sorry," Muzan ranted, stumbling over his words. 

"I... I-" Michikatsu was at loss of what to say, his head spinning. What??

Muzan groaned, grabbing a pillow and stuffing his face in it, screaming through gritted teeth. "Fuuck... Sorry, sorry, forget it all. Forget what I said," he mumbled, his words muffled by the pillow. "Sorry. I don't want to make it weird for you. Pretend I never said anything."

Michikatsu shook his head—realizing not for the first time that Muzan couldn't see him—and said, quietly, "It's not that. I don't... not like you? It's not that I don't like you, I like you, I don't not like you, I didn't know you liked me, I thought you didn't like me, I didn't know you didn't not like me." Then blinked, realizing he wasn't making sense.

Muzan had looked up. "Could you repeat that...?" he asked, after Michikatsu was done with his rant of nonsense. 

"I... Sorry. Yes," Michikatsu said, letting out a breath.

"You don't have to say sorry," Muzan said. 

"...You just said it more times than I did," he pointed it.

"Okay, true, sorry, go on."

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow but said nothing of it. "I meant that my silence wasn't because I dislike you or anything. I do like you... the same way? I think? Assuming you like me romantically... I didn't say anything before because you were dating Uta, and then you weren't really giving signs that you liked me, so..."

Muzan nodded slowly. "So you like me back?—ALSO I DID GIVE SIGNS." 

"You did not. And yes, I do," Michikatsu said with a quick nod, turning his head away, heat flickering in his face.

"Then... can we date?" Muzan asked, so suddenly Michikatsu jolted.

"Wha- I- ...yes," Michikatsu said, his face turning beet red.

Muzan laughed. "What's with all this blushing??"

"I'm... not!" 

"You are."

"Your question was just random," Michikatsu murmured. 

"It wasn't at all. Can I kiss you?" Muzan asked, grinning as Michikatsu turned an impossibly darker shade of red. "Your head is going to burst if you keep blushing."

"I'm... not blushing...!" Michikatsu insisted, though even the stupidest person could tell him he was.

"Sure, but are you going to answer me?" Muzan said, changing the subject.

"...Okay."

"Okay you'll answer or okay I can kiss you?" he asked, putting the pillow aside and standing up.

"...both?" Michikatsu said tentatively, hands fiddling on his lap.

Muzan smiled and promptly plopped onto the desk, a finger curling under Michikatsu's chin, tilting his head up.

"I don't... like this position," Michikatsu mumbled, frowning slightly. 

Muzan quirked an eyebrow. "No? You're still redder than a ripe tomato."

"...shut up."

"Make me," Muzan challenged, eyes glinting with mischief.

Michikatsu was hit with a sudden burst of confidence from who knows where; perhaps he had stolen it from Muzan. Nevertheless, he stood, coming a bit higher than Muzan despite the fact that he was sitting on the desk. He cupped Muzan's head in his hands, pulling him forward slightly. There was a sliver of space between their lips and Michikatsu waited, wondering if this was too much. Then Muzan leaned forward slightly and all was forgotten, his eyes fluttering close as their mouths fit together, the plush of Muzan's lips against his own.

The kiss was brief but sweet and when they pulled apart, they looked away simutaneously, a shy blush powdering their cheeks.

Then the door burst open and they scrambled back; Muzan pressed against the wall behind his desk, Michikatsu nearly tripping over the chair.

Uta barged in, a bag in her hand, arms raised up and a triumphant smile on her face. She took one look at them and quickly left, shutting the door behind her.

Muzan and Michikatsu blinked, then turned to stare at each other. There was a beat of silence before both burst into an awkward, nervous laugh as Michikatsu straightened himself up, fixing the chair. 

"So..." Muzan said casually, hopping down from the desk. 

Michikatsu tilted his head, looking down at him. "Hm?"

"You're my boyfriend now."

"And you're mine," Michikatsu agreed with a faint smile.

"Great. I'm going to go brag to Uta now, considering that she's here already," Muzan said. 

"No, don't-" Michikatsu whined, but Muzan was already striding out the door, deaf to his protests.

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[astridthevalkyrie]

Okay where do we start with cobra kai part 2 now that you’ve finished watching it

i'm SO glad you asked! here's my thoughts (prone to change since i just finished it last night), spoilers under the cut:

the bad:

oh my god we GET it. miguel should've been the captain. making everyone else get their ass kicked so easily just to hype him up was lame. once, sure. the "watch how it's done" scene was cool. but like three four different times? come on.

there was just so much repetitiveness in general. robby's distracted by tory. kwon is an asshole because he is. daniel and johnny argue over the same things they always argue about. zara is a mean influencer because she's a mean influencer. we get it we get it oh my god.

not specific to season 6 part 2 and far be it from me to be a superfan of miguel and johnny but oh my god johnny is so shitty to him. why the fuck are you bothering him on the place leave him ALONE. we've lost the heartfelt moments with miguel and johnny, and we've lost the plot with daniel and robby (which was one of the best relationships in the show).

sensei wolf was hot but useless, silver might as well have just been the iron dragons' "anonymous sensei" that they reveal later on. was silver waiting for daniel to find out before making himself public? like why was he hiding if he was just gonna come out and be there anyways.

they kinda have hit a snag with silver. he was a really good villain, the actor has a really good screen presence, and so they didn't wanna write him out of the show, but his arc was over. bringing him back now, again, becomes repetitive, and adds very little to the plot, even if it does make the iron dragons kinda relevant instead of just being super strong side characters.

what the actual fuck did they do to demetri. why were they trying so hard to make him unlikeable. i was rooting for him in part 1. he's hurt and lashing out at hawk, he's clearly still traumatized from his best friend breaking his arm and imo a shitty apology afterwards, but now? consistently talking about MIT, not trying hard, cheating on his girlfriend? it sucks how much he shouldn't have been part of the competition. more s6p1's fault for the dumb as fuck way they chose the team, but demetri was never a super strong fighter. so if you send him to sekai taikai, my god, at least give him a moment or two to show he's there for a good reason. character assassination at its finest. also very clearly done to make hawk look better in comparison.

carmen's appearance in this season was just another disgusting hammer in the nail of everything they've done with her this far.

stop making johnny a right wing conspiracy theorist i'm begging, stop sacrificing his character that should be mature af by now to make him say haha woke mob jokes.

while i love how mature sam has been the entire season, she has no goals right now. i don't know what it should've been, but they should have given her some stakes in the sekai taikai. her arc in season 4 and 5 also kind of concluded, without her ever beating tory and without tory ever honestly beating her. my samtory heart says i don't want them to fight, i love them fighting for each other and protecting each other (for once want tory protecting sam instead of the other way around), but my samantha larusso heart wants her to have a solid win against tory on the mat.

she was also ooc. i think she was right to call out johnny, but s4 sam would not say this!! s4 sam was johnny's student too! come on now. sam is not just miyagi do. sam has mastered both elements as much as the boys have. them deciding to switch up sam and amanda every season.

didn't want drama between miguel and sam but was hoping for a moment. ig if they're not broken up we're not supposed to care about them.

hawk's hair is tacky. hate it.

the cgi/ai mr miyagi thing was incredibly awful. why the hell did they do that it was so disrespectful.

WE SHOULD'VE HAD MORE SAM ROBBY SCENES. GIVE ME THE LEGACY KIDS GODDAMMIT.

the big thing. kwon's death (if he is dead that is). it's hmmmm. idk how i feel about it. on one hand, yes, good for everyone to finally realize this has gone way too far. absolutely fucking ADORE daniel trying to reach him and stop him. daniel lasrusso my beloved the only one who acknowledges these are kids. on the other hand, and i don't mean in this in a super mean way, who cares. right now the only thing that makes this sad is kwon's age. otherwise, his teammates didn't like him, his competitors didn't like him, the senseis didn't care about him aside from his skills. maybe this would be different if he was kim's favorite instead of yoon or if him and kreese had a relationship like tory and kreese did. or if he had a SINGLE humanizing moment. or a friend. they just did his character dirty tbh. also made him seem like a hotshot with nothing to back it up when part 1 showed him as very formidable. brandon lee is mega hot and his acting was fire he should've had more to work with it.

i also think the way it happened with him stabbing himself is dumb af. at this point it might've been better if he just stabbed axel.

and what's gonna happen now? if they continue the competition that's insane. if they don't then it's disappointing. we hyped all this up only to not have a winner? my god that sucks.

the whole brawl was just. meh. it's nothing like the high school fight they didn't even come close.

the good:

sam and axel were so fucking adorable. i really wish they hadn't gone down the he likes her and tries to kiss her route. would've been so much better if they were just friends, and kinda wanted to see a brawl of the two of them versus kwon and yoon.

KENNNYYYYYYYY. dumb as fuck that hawk and demetri didn't trust him for such dumb reasons, but oh my god they like my baby finally have a win. loved his middle finger to silver. wish there was a robby kenny scene.

sensei kim's hair down oh my gooooooood. she's so gorgeous.

i didn't wanna put kim/chozen in the bad, idk if i should put it in the good, it's just. there. lol.

tory and sam for the most part. no rivalry. just two traumatized girls knowing they need to fight each other and grimly resigning themselves to it. poor babies.

johnny's divorced wife ass voicemail. "the kids need you, i need you." the middle aged gay men have once again gotten me. silver called him a pretty boy this show is OBSESSED with calling johnny a pretty boy what the fuck.

silver also put daniel in a dog cage. no explanation as to what would've happened if daniel didn't use jesus (?) to escape. jumin han ass plan.

fight choreography was insanely good. personal fav is kenny's little flip when he's tapped in.

liked anthony and kenny's resolution.

training montage in the last or second last episode was super cute.

ADORABLE scene in the locker rooms with the whole "who are we? miyago do!" call me cringe. i loved it. i'm glad they realized this is it, they're not gonna be fighting as a team forever and they need to savor it.

miguel's maturity after he comes back to the competition was so refreshing. finally.

i know i already said brandon lee is hot but brandon lee is hot. the way they did his hair, his smirk, the way he talks, ohhhh my god.

carrying from season 4 part 1, whoever is doing peyton list's makeup makes it look like tory is constantly crying. at first it was jarring, but it really adds to the scenes and makes you feel bad for her.

hopefully in part 3 we'll get core 4 stuff. i want miguel sam robby tory hanging out. not on awkward double dates, but as friends who all like and love each other. the characters are all in a good place with each other right now. please please please.

there was probably more good? but i can't think of it right now lol. anyway watch cobra kai as a comedy and it's insanely good. take it seriously and you'll suffer. i have done both and will continue to.

[dotthings]

Gotham Knights 1x07 "Bad to Be Good"

Thank you to the writers, Allegre Rodriguez & Michelle Furtney-Goodman.

Loved this ep overall. Also bless this series for how it films Misha Collins. Who is himself a work of art.

Following on that theme from the past few eps, Cullen's concern about saving the painting from the black market, where it would wind up hidden from public eyes, is very community-minded of him. He also genuinely cares about the role of art. Steph also takes this up, as we're told they talked about "the importance of art." But also during their coffee and art talk, found a link to their immediate interests and needs.

Harper wonders why she or the Knights should care about works of communal value. She only gets interested when Steph tells them the paintings were all owned by Alan Wayne, which is a link to the Court of Owls. Harper needs a specific and immediate purpose link that involves self-preservation or protecting people she's close to before she cares. Cullen and Steph see a bigger picture but are also motivated by the specific interest and needs, they do both.

Carrie and Duela are a really fun chaos duo, opposites conspiring together and bickering the whole time. Carrie's judging-you-both faces at Eunice and Duela, the epic eye-rolls, Carrie regretting all her life choices, Carrie's thinking FML how did I wind up in this mess. And then Duela eye-rolling over Carrie. Comedy gold. The beginnings of that friendship was unexpected. They're demonstrating different points on the morality and ethics scale. This show has a lot of moral relativism. "Potato, tomato, little bird." Carrie was morally right, but wrong in this situation, Duela isn't ethical, but Duela's antics allowed them to save Detective Green's family.

Eunice stabbing Duela's hand with the ballerina from her music box was very hard core.

Turner seems like he's emerging as more of a leader in this ep. He's also using the bat-toys. Following his dad's legacy, but in his own way, not trying to be Batman.

I immensely enjoy how Misha plays every scene in this like the lead in a classic Hollywood noir or suspense thriller. He's got some great Jimmy Stewart, Cary Grant, Humphrey Bogart vibes going on. That shot of the cordless phone ringing, looming ridiculously large in foreground, is also vintage Hollywood, Hitchcock kind of style. Misha has the range, the gravitas, and the camera adores him. And Harvey's a whole meal of a character here (on top of being an absolute snack), one of the few decent Gotham leaders, a regular guy in over his head, wondering if he's going mad, trying to solve the mystery, plagued by his inner demons, while being a good person, but shadows over his shoulder.

Lauren Stamile does a great job playing Rebecca March. Her role here is the femme fatale of classic Hollywood. Vulnerable, sincere, yet a touch dangerous. Doesn't mean Rebecca is lying. But anyone who's watched some of those old films knows there could be some plot twists. I wonder where this arc is going to lead.

Steph tending to Harper's wound outside the warehouse and in the end scenes. Their cute flirting. The little smiles. After Harper saved Steph from mobster bullets, Steph taking care of Harper's bullet wound. Enemies to reluctant allies to sorta kinda friends to lovers? Yes please.

Cressida going to Harvey for help...might be sincere. It's looking like all of Gotham is in deadly peril, so much so that Cressida's fear for the fate of millions is overcoming her fear for herself. If the Court's bigger picture plans are a lot more dire than just controlling Gotham financially and socially. Something has scared her badly. Or it's another ploy.

That's one of the fun things about this series, there's a lot of layers, and secrets inside secrets and things not being what they seem.

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

I think the MCU is pushing the McDonald's x Loki series thing so hard because tv show and movie makers have learned that nostalgia, specifically 1980s nostalgia, tugs on everyone's hearts, whether they were even alive then or not. They really want Sylvie's sob story to tug on our hearts. They really want her to take the place of Loki in our hearts. And I don't think that's happened so far. So it's like they're counting on something as commonplace as McDonald's, something we've all experienced at some point in our lives, going to McDonald's with friends and family, to be the thread that binds Sylvie to our our hearts, I guess. As if she were really one of us and her wants and needs are as humble and as simple as ours is, but has been deprived of her whole life. Not that McDonald's would've ever played a part in her life if her life had not been interrupted, but hey, that's the power of nostalgia, and they're clearly counting on it to help Sylvie along this time!

And it is funny, especially since they basically made a public announcement that the whole McDonald's thing would NOT be played for laughs, just in case we weren't sure, lol! It's funny and also really sad. The way they're treating Loki is not funny at all, but rather pathetic. They're just making sport of him at this point, but they want to make sure we're still laughing at him but not at Sylvie.

And they're doing such a good job of it too. Right now... who is Loki? I hate to admit this but it's true... I have no freaking idea. He used to be this wildly intelligent strategist capable of fooling gods and kings but now he doesn't know how to do anything. He's been so watered down to lift her up that if she's not written well + he's been nerfed to accommodate her... what's the point in watching the series at all?

Sure, the TVA and the timelines and Kang and McDonald's now and whatever else they have to jam into the whole thing to try and make it less empty.

Maybe they read our comments about NWH being all about nostalgia and they thought that was the way to go in future instalments, except they forgot NWH only worked thanks to Raimi and Webb's movies. Remove that and the movie is not good. It's empty. Why the hell does Peter trust villains he doesn't know, how is he such an idiot to take them out of the Sanctum, etc etc.

That nostalgia works in the GoTG movies only because Gunn is all about characters first, story second. The songs, the 80's gadgets... Gunn imbues them with meaning to the point where you're watching a Celestial smashing a Walkman... and you cry! Because it matters! We've seen Quill suffering, we were with him in that hospital room, we've seen him fight tooth and nail, even risk his own life, to retrieve that thing. It matters to him -> we care about him -> we love that freaking Walkman.

Marvel keeps trying to emulate the GoTG except their first attempt at doing so was with Ragnarok, when they hired someone who didn't care at all about the characters... and now with Loki they want more nostalgia but it's through a fast-food joint completely devoid of soul or any personal connection to the characters in the series.

So, it doesn't work. And I'm aware I'm saying this roughly a month before the series is released and I could be wrong... but I highly doubt it. I don't see how they could twist the story to make McDonald's relevant to Loki or Sylvie's stories.

[khaleesiofalicante]

So, I usually check your Tumblr for any updates to #IALS, cause I really like the banners. But I was not prepared for this week's banner. The side by side intensity of Mavid was too much for my heart to handle. Holy s@#$!!!!!

And then the chapter? I was crying. Max's heartbreak and just complete disconnection is felt. But Lance? That child has so much strength.

Then all the parallels in the different timelines this chapter! I know all the chapters have some parallel. But I just loved all of them here. Especially little Arthur with his 'we need to brush their hair cause its so silly' (btw that whole scene just made me want to have a baby and I'm so firmly anti-children for my life that its not even funny) and then teen Arthur learning what silly hair means in different contexts!

I did not know about crown day, but I wish we could expand it to South Asia so people can learn to respect curly hair. I can't tell you how many times I've seen a brown girl with their hair tied back and it just being brushed out fuzz. My mom to this day can't accept that she has curly hair that shouldn't be brushed. It makes me so sad that we're so sanitized to fit public standards without realizing.

Then Max validating his son's needs and not sidelining them with the 'but I did this'. I never thought of my experience with my mom like that. That she loves me, but I didn't get that love the way I need so I can internalize it. I am so happy for Lance and Max to reclaim that home life they both so desperately need to heal.

And David, you obsessive French fu@#$!, 😭😭you're working so hard. I can't believe I didn't realize until this chapter just how much even though I could see it. I was stuck on the Jaden of it all!! Cause David chose to date Jaden, he just never even considered the possibility of moving on from Max. He could have chosen to heal in a way that didn't take over his entire life. But he went above and beyond. David just decided that fuck the rest of the world, if its not Max, it doesn't matter. So he chose to stay with Jaden instead of trying to actually find a less painful love. He could have moved on and tried to find someone he could actually love! But he didn't even try! That's so romantic and crazy!!!!

But then the wall scene, dude.😳 Dude.🤯 Dude.😖☠ I have re-read that scene so many times now. If it has me feeling things then RIP Max. David needs to get angry more. Also, I just kept imagining this whole scene of David losing it in front of Jaden and the kids. Jaden would bust a blood vessel 😈 Like yeah dude, compete all you want with Max. Try to get in the way of his relationships with his kids. It doesnt matter.

Also, you know something? I was compiling a list of my fave couples for my friend and #IALS of course made it to the list. But you know what else did? Hannibal and Interview with the Vampire.

Hannibal - Blond obsessive European serial killer (raised in France) who falls in love at first snark with a rude asf FBI profiler. Eats people. Is a gourmet level cook and loves taking care of his FBI agent husband who doesn't know yet that they're married and have an adopted daughter together.

Interview with the Vampire - Obsessive French fucker who falls in love at first sight with a very mean pimp (who does it to take care of his family). Eats people. Likes to spoil and keep his baby happy. His husband wants a daughter, well okay then, he's going to give him a child.

Do either of those shows sound familiar to you?🙃 But my main question is, when are we getting a dark!David that Max can't resist even when he's trying desperately and falls off the edge of sanity for? And DML doesn't count! Cause I said so!

Fun fact - I made banner ages go and i kept it until we got to this chapter hehe. i was so excited to share it!!

i am a sucker for parallels as y'all know so oops you will always see them generously sprinkled around :)

your comment about south asians and curly hair is so true because here in SL (curly hair is very common in the north because of genes + humidity) and a lot of girls feel forced to straighten or iron their hair (and save up money) because they feel like they are 'not pretty' if they have curly hair. i am so tempted to write a fucking article about this tbh because this is yet another way of setting and forcing unrealistic beauty standards.

the whole idea of 'tell me how to love you' is not always practical in real as you said. not everyone's love language is the same. but i think this is such a max thing to do. i think he cares enough to make that extra step. in fact, he will see it one more time 👀

And everything you said about David made me so emotional. We'll be digging into some of it in the next chapter! Because you are absolutely right in the sense that what he did was also a sacrifice. dating jaden was not an easy option. i wish we could have explored their relationship more but i couldn't without giving too much away but being with David (if you look closely) caused david a lot of pain too.

Hannibal and IWTV are two top tier shows and two of my faves. Not us having fine af taste oof.

Hahaha Dark David is truly something else. I would love to explore it (if yall have ideas 👀) because he truly has the potential to fuck shit up he just chooses not to smh. we will see a hint of dark david (or maybe unhinged david) in lbaf 5. we'll see.

SEE YOU NEXT WEEK <3

[manateeteaparty]

Today it's really nice and pretty outside, and on my drive to work I started thinking "Wow all the leaves are gorgeous and I bet there are tons of mushrooms everywhere, it would be a great day for a walk. I should message M-" and had to stop myself and be like oh, that's right, we don't talk anymore, we've been broken up for months. I haven't seen him in months. It's insane how my brain is still associating him with certain things. Or how I'll be in a store and see something and think "Aww this reminds me of him, I should buy it for him" but then I remember. Literally anything- a song, a picture, a movie, a certain food- my brain is always thinking of him one way or another, and I wonder when that's going to end? How many more months is it going to take, how many more years even? He's not a part of my life anymore, so why is my brain still saying "Hey remember this? Think of this! Here's this random fucking memory from 1, 2, 3? years ago. We know you're doing good and were having a great day, but we thought we'd remind you, that happened". And the random flashbacks- they happen so often. I can be at work, be driving, be out with friends, just be doing nothing at all, and his face just pops up in my mind for a split second. The best way I can describe my flashbacks is like a random photo memory briefly flashing before my eyes. Him smiling at me or laughing. Of us hugging. Of me looking down at my hand holding his. And the absolute worst photo memory- him holding my face in his hand, looking down at me while we're having sex, saying "Emily look at me- I love you. Do you know that? I love you." Then leaning down to kiss me. That one is like being punched in the gut. I instantly feel like I'm going to puke and start tearing up. The worst part of flashbacks is I never know when or where they're going to happen. If I'm alone it's more manageable- just go lay down, do some heavy breathing, try and distract myself. If I'm out in public it's worse. I start to panic. There's nowhere I can go. People can see me tearing up, they see me biting my lip, they see me just standing there not knowing how to manage my feelings. Being scared. And if I'm at work, I seem like a lunatic who just froze up and started randomly crying for no reason. It's debilitating. I don't understand why the brain does this while someone is in the process of healing. I mean I do- it's a trauma response, your body is feeding you the negative information as a reminder that it happened, trying to remind you to stay away from said negative experience- but if you're trying to forget it even happened in the first place, it's stupid and not helpful. It just makes things worse. I've been working with my therapist on re-setting the Vagus Nerve (the nerve responsible for the body's trauma response) and reading a lot about how it stores so many years of information whether we want it to or not- and in people with PTSD or in my case C-PTSD, the Vagus Nerve just continues to store and store all the negative experiences and emotions as a way of protecting itself and never gets a chance to re-set, like it would usually. I'm trying not to be so hard on myself and to be kinder to myself even though I feel dumb doing it- I try to find one thing I like about myself physically each day. And yesterday before I went to the show in Boston, I decided I would curl my hair so I was standing in front of the mirror in my bra and my makeup all done and I thought 'Holy shit, I look really hot right now? I would fuck me.' My lips were all puffy and pouty, there's a noticeable difference in how much weight I've lost, my tits looked huge and round and the way my curls fell down around them was all sexy, I felt like a soft beautiful little angel and for the first time in a long time felt really cute. I gave myself a high five and was like Good job self, I'm proud of you. Now go play with your bouncy tits.

I've had more good days than bad lately. When it's a bad day, it sucks. It feels like how I used to sink into the water in the clawfoot bathtub at my moms house, watching my hair float all around me as I sunk deeper to the bottom and pressed my face to the surface, slowly letting the water swallow every bit of my body and face until my mouth was the only thing above the surface. I'd take a big breath of air and go under, keeping my eyes open, looking up at the ceiling through the surface and listening to the muffled quiet, like I was watching the world from a secret, seperate world. Then my nose would start to fill with water and I would come up spitting and choking, having accidentally waterboarded myself. The quiet is hard. I used to love being alone, now my thoughts are suffocating. I have nightmares practically every night. I'm used to them by now- the only thing I hate about them is the lack of sleep they bring- though it's not like I was sleeping before. I'll admit, lately I've thought about reaching out to him. In the last text he sent me, he said "I feel like my point of view would definitely have a different feel to it". For the past couple of days, when I'm in a positive mood and he comes across my mind, I'll think, why don't I message him and ask to meet up and talk about our different perspectives? No hate, no judgement, no anything- we can be mature and I'd like to think we're better than that. And I'd like to think we'd laugh about a few things. Just talking it out in person, and not over fucking text. Like we should have months ago. Like I wanted to all summer. We could talk, forgive each other, and move on. And yes, I fucking know, I contradict myself so many times- do I want to see him, do I not. Do I want to meet up, do I not. This has been a really confusing time, I've never had a breakup like this before. Most of my previous relationships ended on good terms and we became better friends because of it- and most I still speak with to this day. Only one or two ended not great, but they weren't terrible, and ending the relationship was a mutual decision that we decided on in person. This has been the most painful breakup I've ever experienced, and I don't know how to navigate it. It's all new to me. All these feelings are new. They're constantly changing. It's all really confusing. I know I don't love him anymore- that's gone. But like I said, every once in a while I'll get this positive, hopeful friendship feeling and think "Well maybe I was too rash, maybe I'm letting my fear get the best of me. Maybe we could be friends. It would be nice. I do miss hanging out with him, and we always had fun. Maybe I should swallow my hurt. Maybe I should reach out". A few days ago I even wrote a text out to him and was ready to press send- but ultimately deleted it. Because I remembered that it was my being hopeful that got me into trouble this summer. Every time I was feeling hopeful and thought "I'll just reach out and let him know I'm thinking of him, that I hope he's doing well. Remind him I still care. Surely then he'll want to meet up again" I would tell myself not to give up, that I have to keep trying. But every time I reached out, it just seemed to make things worse. And I just felt more hurt, disappointed, and ultimately hopeless. Hope is what gave me the courage to call him that one night- I didn't expect him to answer, but I thought I would just leave a message telling him I hope he's having a good summer and that I hope to see him soon. When he did answer, I was so fucking happy- until I realized the only reason he picked up in the first place is because my call came up as Biddeford and he didn't know who it was. So in other words, he deleted me as a contact in his phone. Holy shit that stung. I asked him to be honest and tell me if he would've answered if he knew it was me- he said Yes but his voice was shaking and I've never felt so fucking pathetic. That should've been my wake up call right there. That night I should have realized, he was over me, and had been for a long time.

I also realized that it's ridiculous of me to ask if he wants to share his perspective- he had literal months to do that. If he thought it was important and wanted to get it off his chest, he would've said so. And I have to keep reminding myself that as much as I may want to reach out when I'm feeling happy, or upbeat about the future- I need to remember that every single time I've asked him if he wants to see me, he's said no. Every time I pleaded with him to get together, it was a no. So even if I didn't delete that message, and I sent it to him, chances are 1. He would just ignore it 2. He would say "I'm really busy" 3. "I just don't feel comfortable" 4. He would make some other excuse. I have to remember that as much as a part of me still wants to be friends with him, he doesn't feel the same. I am nothing to him. The memories I have are just that- memories. They don't exist anymore. In my mind, we were once good friends. It's crazy to think it was just a few months ago I considered him my best friend, my favorite person in the world. But those are my memories- and that's my perspective. His are entirely different. Maybe from his perspective, we were never friends. Maybe he dreaded seeing me. Where I held a lot of love and happiness for him, maybe he held something different for me. Maybe he looks at his memories with disgust and unpleasant feelings. Maybe he's completely burned them from his mind. And I guess I need to start looking at it from a different perspective, because it's not right to say "still be friends with him". Because, we're not still. Over the summer I had this picture in my head of him finally saying 'Yes, I'm ready now, let's meet up!' and we would give each other a big hug, talk to each other about our summers, catch up on shit, and reconnect as friends. And it would feel like we were never apart- at least that's what I hoped. That's what it always feels like when I see a friend I haven't seen in a while- we fall back into things as if they had just been here the whole time. I see now that all the hope I had for reconnecting like that was just me being blind. He never intended to meet back up. He was done with me from the beginning. I'm trying to move on from this, and I am improving, it doesn't hurt as much on a daily basis. Some days it doesn't hurt at all, it just aches. But always in the back of my mind , there's a part of me that is very aware that this part of my life I considered so special and dear, was not actually that. That although I felt very comfortable with how I felt about him, he apparently felt very different towards me, and I was entirely unaware. And it makes me question everything. Was any of our relationship real? For me, very much so. For him? No, probably not. This person who I viewed as a source of comfort, happiness, grounding, love and safety- a source I thought that was unwavering and was forever- was in actuality none of those things, and was not forever. Over the past month I've often wondered if he viewed me as the opposite, if he thought of me as a burden, if I was more of an annoyance than anything, like a mosquito he couldn't quite reach, so he let it just flit around. I guess I should be thinking that I'm HOPEFUL we can become friends again someday in the future- though hoping gets me nowhere. In my gut I already know the answer- that will never happen. I will never hear from him again. More than likely I will never see him again. I'm just not quite ready to listen to my gut yet. It hurts too much.

I'm desperately trying to forget about our relationship. Our friendship. Him in general. But my mind won't give me peace. So many things I've realized over the past couple of months but am having a hard time accepting for whatever reason; a few male friends I've spoken to, and my therapist- have pointed out that if this wasn't painful for me- if him being gone didn't feel like the end of the world- then it wasn't love to begin with. My grief, hurt and sorrow are proof that I loved him so much, and sometimes when we miss someone we force ourselves to live in the past, because that's the only place we find them. That's the only place they still exist. I have to stop doing that. I have to remind myself that he did not feel those feelings after we split. He moved on very quickly, as if I never existed. If he truly loved me, then it would have broken his heart knowing that I was hurting. He slept comfortably at night knowing that I was. When I find myself in these moods wanting to reach out to him, wanting to be his friend again, I have to remind myself of that. Do I really want to be friends with someone- now or in the future- who treats me like that? Who disrespects me so completely- what kind of friendship would that be?

When someone loves you, they won't avoid the hard parts, they'll be right there navigating through it because they believe in you, in "us", and in the potential to be stronger together. It's not about sacrificing each others joy, but about finding joy in seeing the other thrive. They'll fight to understand you, not just hear you. Someone who loves you will make you feel like your emotions are important, even if they can't relate. They'll hold space for your experiences, your pain, your joy, without making you feel like a burden. They're genuinely excited to see you grow, even if that growth takes you in new directions. They'll be your biggest cheerleader. They hold space for your healing without rushing you. They see your scars and don't turn away. And through all of it, they make the conscious choice to stay. Because real love- healthy love- isn't just about being there for the good times; it's about being there for the whole journey; ups, downs, and everything in between. They don't make you feel like a burden or that your emotions are too overwhelming. Instead they embrace you fully- your light, your shadows, your grays. When someone truly loves you, they'll show up for the hard conversations because loving you means wanting to grow with you, not run from you.

I don't know what I'd call where we are at this point- I think strangers is the best term for it. We don't speak to each other, don't see each other, we don't know what goes on in the others life. We've gone back to not knowing each other. Maybe he's forgotten I exist- I wouldn't be surprised at this point- and isn't that really what strangers are?

[vebtibg]

Kind of a positive vent but also not??? I was thinking about how I'm really attracted to people who can catch me off guard in casual conversation and realized the most shocking thing anyone's ever done while talking to me is treat me like a person? Like normally the shock is something crazy like finding out they have a weird fetish or like them saying something awful or out of pocket in public but I was talking to this person on grindr and they didn't immediately start coming on to me and they still haven't really? The most they said was that there's a forest trail with lots of animals they'd like to show me because I said I loved to be outside but get tired too easy to hike? They're interested in what I have to say and the things I'm interested in and I'm trying so hard not to form an attachment too fast bc we met on grindr and both of our profiles say we're just looking for friends, chats, and hook-ups and also I'm really emotionally damaged from years of being reduced to a novelty at best/reducing myself to my body for attention

[the1975attheirverybest]

I hate that swifties just turned against Joe without any actual evidence and when the pictures of him looking rough came out, they were celebrating and going after his looks (like they are doing with Matty) and it made me want to punch them (not literally) and I'm not part of the fandom at all, it simply was trending on twitter and checked what happened. And now recently they've been putting Matty against Joe and while the majority is hyping Joe up again simply because they hate Matty, the ones who prefer Matty instead also get on my nerves because they are like "he's problematic but at least he displays affection publicly" and the reason why that upsets me so much is because everyone likes really shy introverts when they need someone they can trust but then suddenly we're "cold" and "too reserved" and "should change" the minute we're no longer useful and seeing those tweets just makes me so fucking sad because I am so quiet in public and I really don't do the whole PDA thing but my heart is feeling with love for the people I'm close with and I sympathize with how Joe must be feeling. There was a video going around of Joe at her show and you can see the heart eyes filled with emotion but you can also see that he's so shy and anxious about being in public.

And people being like "she deserves more" has broken my heart. it just triggered something in me. Everyone who's just a little bit like Joe knows the feeling of dating an extrovert or simply someone with a lot of friends and trying so hard to overcome our limitations and still seeing our efforts being ignored. And then people acting like Taylor did him a huge favor for dating him because in their heads "no way she'd be truly happy with someone like that"... We're not all bad, we've got our flaws but we deserve love too and we've got a lot of love to give... (sorry this is more like a personal rant)

As the self-appointed queen of introverts, I completely agree with you. In fact, now you're making me wonder if that's the reason I like joe? haha. I had never psychoanalyzed my soft spot for him, but, when you mentioned the videos of Joe standing in the audience and watching Taylor, you reminded me of a moment from my teens when we were at some big family party and...well, I get anxious asking the Barista for a straw at starbucks, I'm not a dancer. So, I was just kind of in the corner, clapping. much like Joe is in that clip, still having a good time in my own lil way, and my mom came up to me and gave me this whole ass speech about how I don't know how to have fun, lol.

BUT, whatever the swifties or Joe haters say, the facts speak for themselves. Fact: This has been Taylor's longest ever relationship. Fact: she literally wrote him a song that says "people think loves for show but i would die for you in secret." Is that not the best response to these idiots? Fact: she said she'd give him a child if he wanted. Does that sound like someone who isn't truly happy? Fact: one of her songs promises to marry him with paper rings even though she "likes shiny things." If the literary scholars who analyze every single word she writes and its meanings are ignoring these facts, it's because they're looking for someone to hate. Doesn't matter. Taylor and Joe know the love that they shared.

In fact, I'm feeling kind of the opposite haha. people are hating on joe's introverted nature now that he's left Taylor, but im enjoying Matty's weird nervousness around her friends now that he's enter her space. Sure he's sweet when he dances and wears her merch, but what's more important is that he's unsure and out of his element but trying his best anyway. which is how I feel in all social situations hahahaha.

everyone is just trying to get through this miserable life giving love and hoping to receive it in return. why would we make things extra hard on each other by comparing partners or deciding what Taylor should value or whatever? its dumb and pointless and breeds misery.

[rhapscdos]

So I'll give you the benefit of the doubt here and field a couple guesses: you a.) are very young and might not have a ton of media literacy under your belt, or b.) haven't actually played/watched 7 or the compilation for yourself and are going off what other people have told you. If either or both isn't true, well then I don't even know what to say other than this is willful ignorance.

While 7 isn't the most big brain game, it does have nuance in places, but it's pretty explicit in the fact that Shinra makes victims of perfectly good people in the name of greed. This is a game that introduces us to ecoterrorists as our heroes, and routinely shows us the horrors of Shinra's unchecked power and corruption. Hojo, Jenova, Wutai, etc etc it all comes back to Shinra.

So why the utter fuck is it so unbelievable that the CHILD SOLDIER born in a SHINRA lab, and raised by someone like Hojo, would ever be anything but a victim? Do you think children choose to be like this? The fact Sephiroth is aware of what he is as young as he is in EC suddenly removes that victim status? He knows and he hates it. Did you miss the part where he nearly comes apart when Glenn calls him a cyborg? Or that Glenn himself realizes just how bad it is that he did that? Or did you ignore that?

What about OO? Where Angeal finds evil jenova Seph and just can't wrap his head around it? He's so heartbroken that the best friend he loved is like this now. Geal never got to see sephs fall from grace in CC. He died before all that. So imagine his surprise when this is Seph now. But right, we're supposed to believe Seph was terrible to them and ruined their lives when angeal fights that hard to get him to see reason. Cause that's definitely the heartbreak of someone that just saw their life ruiner again, right? Or the fact that even as fucked up as oo evil seph is... Angeal's presence makes him shaky. He says it disturbs him, but it shouldn't bc he cast away all his useless emotions and memories when he let Jenova in. Except, Oops, the old seph is still in there somewhere. He's disturbed to suddenly remember his friends, and talks to himself about trying to forget them again. But some part of him, even at his worst, remembers those friends and how much he cared for them.

Not even counting EC or OO, cause that's new and I'm sure plenty of people haven't fully seen it yet, let's go back to the game plenty of people have dissected over 15+ years that gives a great insight to who Seph was before OG. This is a man that has no love for his public image. He says as much. He never wanted to be a ‘hero.’ When Genesis confronts him, he goes on about he should have had the role of the hero. And you know what seph says? Without a second of hesitation? ‘It's all yours.’ Man doesn't even /think/ about it. Let gen be the ‘hero’ he's never wanted it. He's never wanted some grotesquely skewed public image that he never decided on. Bc he was a CHILD when that shit started. A child, let's recall, that was raised by a bunch of unchecked inhumane scientists with no love or respect for the sanctity of life. Of course he has trouble expressing plenty of things. Acknowledging that he knows Shinra uses him doesn't mean he knows how to stop it, make people stop seeing him that way, or even how to express it in a way that he can help others about it.

Beyond all that bc that's stuff you could say is speculative if you really wanted to bury your head in the sand, let's move on to what is explicitly told to us. Sephiroth has 2 best friends that mean the world to him. He says it, Tseng says, everyone knows it. They're are more important than the what he knows under Shinra. His whole world. This is the perfect soldier, Shinra's poster boy, demon of wutai.

And he won't obey the order to hunt his friends.

Man raised into perfect, inhumane and genocidal obedience won't obey.

Bc those are the people he cares for most.

Where is that treating them badly? Where is that anything but love? Platonic or romantic it doesn't matter. To defy your entire existence, everything you know for 2 country boys that showed up in your life so suddenly and became the only people you can have an equal relationship with. That's love.

When Gen got hurt in the training room, do you know who is the first person to jump to give him that blood transfusion? Seph reacts even faster than Angeal. Him. He wants to help. He's disappointed and hurt that he can't. So much so that he is still thinking about it and he tells Zack. That's such a small detail that he didn't even need to give for context in that scene. He just remembers it vividly, wondering why he wasn't allowed to help his best friend.

Seph has so many opportunities to actually hurt gen and geal and doesn't. He keeps letting them get away, keeps making excuses, keeps calling on Zack's incredible charisma to help him try to bring them back. If you wanna argue about people not telling others the truth then let's look at gen and geal keeping the secret of hollanders experiments from seph. Seph who wanted to help them so badly but couldn't. Seph, whos entire life has been Shinra telling Zack he is going to abandon it all.

My god even OG, 25+ years ago, told you this man was human once. Someone that wasn't always the monster hojo and Shinra and jenova made. The man goes insane when he finds out he isn't human. That he's the son of some fucked up monster experiment Shinra dug out of the damn ground.

This man has always been a victim. The whole fucking cast of 7 are victims of Shinra. THAT'S THE POINT. That's the whole point of the games, the compilation, everything!!! That Shinra BAD AND MAKES PEOPLE SUFFER FOR THEIR GAIN.

Sephiroth becomes a villain, and an extremely compelling one, bec he was just another victim. He's more than just some half beat muwhahah villain. He was human. He didn't treat his friends badly. He didn't intentionally hide what he was to Shinra. He didn't stop being a victim just bc he didn't look at the camera and tell you, the viewer, that unchecked capitalist propaganda is evil and not to do as he does.

How you managed to miss that in something that has as much content as 7 is beyond me, but again, I'm calling on my A and B points to hopefully give you an excuse. But if not, then holy fuck I cannot believe a Genesis rp blog, the Genesis Stan to end all Genesis stans, has to tell you this.

Seeing new scenarios introduced in FFVII Ever Crisis and DFFOO, I can't help but feel really disturbed about Sephiroth, maybe disgusted would be a better word. The backstory of young Sephiroth had him telling Glenn that he knows he is no hero but just a propaganda foil for Shinra to enlist more people. Well yeah, sure, sounds sad and painful but like, if Sephiroth really knows that then why did he treat Angeal and Genesis so badly in Crisis Core? You know, if he can tell Glenn then just tells Angeal and Genesis, maybe they can help Sephiroth get out of that life because Genesis already went rebellious against Shinra? Or at least just tell them the truth? Why acting like that to those people who he called as "friends"? He hid the truth from Angeal and Genesis and pulled them into Shinra's lie, ruining their life which then leads to ruining Zack, Cloud, Tifa, Aerith and the rest of the world. Awesome, magnificent, I can't understand why people think Sephiroth is just a victim when he deliberately ruined everyone else's lives just because of being selfish.