#I’m really happy and speechless about all those messages

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[httpswritings]

This might be such a silly idea, but it’s inspired by your recent lil blurb hehe! Ale and reader doing their silly “sorry I have a gf” game, and reader using it to blatantly fish for compliments. She’s likes soooo what’s this girlfriend of yours like then? Pretty? Good kisser? 👀

not a silly idea at all, I enjoyed writing it, thank you for your request! <33

Pretty Girl

alexia putellas x reader — Alexia's texts are in green and Reader's texts are in blue

“Please, tell me you don't have a girlfriend because I'll be heartbroken.”

Alexia smiled when she got your text. Once again, you were roleplaying in Alexia's messages and she always liked to play along.

Initially, when she first started to get those types of messages, she didn't really know what to say, but as you kept doing it, Alexia got bolder and followed you along very well.

“Sorry for breaking your heart, then, because I actually do. And I'm very happy about it.”

“I’m a competitive woman, so competing against your girl will be easy.”

“Oh no. No one comes close to her beauty, her intelligence, her sense of humour.”

“You seem quite sure about that… But you don't really know me, do you? I can make you laugh a lot, maybe even more times than her. I bet you're already smiling while talking to me.”

“It's not only about making me laugh. What about the kisses? She is the best at making me melt with just a quick peck.”

“Is she good at kissing?”

“The best.”

“The best one you've kissed…yet, I get it. It's a shame I can't show you what I’d like to do to those lips of yours. They just look so good to try… not even one kiss? :p”

“Nope. My lips are reserved for my pretty girl, so is the rest of me.”

“Oh… pretty girl??? What's so pretty about her that makes her unbeatable in the competition for your love”

“I could talk about her beauty for ages. Her eyes are the most precious creation that can lighten up every part of the universe. Her lips look always so fluffy and so kissable, I always get lost in them biting them. The touch of her skin against mine makes me shiver because every part of her is just so unique. Sometimes I have to make myself look away from her because I can get quite intense, or that's how I feel, but if it was because of me, I’d spend every second of my life admiring her.”

It took you some minutes to answer back because Alexia had left you speechless, and she was enjoying it.

“What? Are you giving up on competing against my girlfriend?”

“I thought you didn't want me to?”

“And I don't. Just wondering if you were that competitive, like you said.”

“You've described your girlfriend so well I might try to steal her from you… I was interested in you but I think I'm going straight to her.”

“That's not very nice of you because she's actually very in love with me, luckily. Good luck with that! 👋🏻”

[stewpidcheescatarinabluu]

In the Midst of the Crowds

Famous Idol Karina as your girlfriend?!

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The sun hung high, burning gold into the sky. Stalls lined the streets like a scene unfolding, fans poised and humming— Karina’s Concert start at 7PM but fans are at the venue 7 hours too early, excited for the upcoming Solo Concert.

“Girl! are you ready for the concert? I can’t wait to see Karina!” some group of fangirls shouted.

“Dude I spent my life savings for this, I can’t wait!” two boys told each other, wearing the latest Karina merch.

“Buzz Buzz” you woke up from the repetitive sound of your buzzing phone grabbing it and seeing “Karina” “Hey love, what’s up.” “Hey! Y/N! baby, are you coming to my concert today? its in our hometown after all” she said enthusiastically. “I couldn’t secure a ticket baby” groans as you rubbed your eye. “aww come on!, of course I’ll provide you a ticket, sound check with VIP or just VIP baby?” she said in a bubbly tone. “VIP sounds good baby.” you replied. “Alright baby, I’ll give you a good seat!”

You got out of bed, showered and picked some usual everyday clothes, for them its a highlight of their life, seeing their idol perform for the first time before their very eyes, But for you its just you girlfriend Karina who happens to be an Idol. You messaged her. “Hey Baby I’m on the way.” she replied 7 minutes later. “I'm getting my make up done right now love!’ while sending a picture.

“you look lovely, Goodluck for your soundcheck baby.”

you got to your car, and drove your way to the stadium, seeing the people lined up this early for the concert that starts at 7PM, it made you realize how lucky you are. you entered the secluded parking area for the VIP’s, “Hey love I'm at the parking lot.” she didn’t reply for hours, you noticed that she’s doing her soundcheck since you can hear her voice surrounding the stadium.

While waiting for the time to tick at 7PM, you walked around the area all you can hear are people murmuring on how ready they are seeing Karina, it felt surreal, hearing compliments about your girlfriend all around HER concert, you went to a stall selling Karina’s merch “uhm how much for one of these?” you pointed at a shirt with her face printed on it. “Ah that! I’ll give it for 45 dollars.” you were shocked on how expensive it was, “45? really? no thanks...” you figured you can always see her, why bother spending 45 dollars on a shirt...You bought it. “well shit, so much for that.” while looking at your wallet, you only have enough for a single meal. While wearing a shirt that said “I love Karina” as time passes the venue gets crowded, every time you turn your head a handful of crowd appears, carrying light sticks, portable fan, signs and other stuff. Its serious for them.

The time finally set at 7PM, the entry gate finally opened, the once empty stadium slowly fills up with fans. you were instructed to go to the other entrance of the stadium, in which you did, you tried to enter but the security team stopped you. “Hey sir, forbidden area no outsiders allowed” one of the big guy said. “Uh I was instructed to enter here...” you rebutted “By who?” one answered clearly annoyed, they think your pulling one of those pranks. “Uhm by Karina?” “Bullshit! we don’t have time for you jokes sir.” you shoved your phone with Karina’s messages to their faces, they were speechless but let you in as a sign of defeat. “what a brat!” one guard murmured as you made your way to the VIP section,. The Stage was huge, all covered in LED lights, loud and huge speakers surround the stadium. You were lead by one of the staff to a seat near the stage. “lucky one eh?” she said before leaving.

The Concert goes well as it always does, Karina caught some glimpses of you as she performs her albums. everyone was happy seeing her on stage and performing, its a dream come true for some and a sight to remember for many. as the concert nears its end, its time for the encore performance. where in every country or city Karina picks a different song. Today’s Encore is.....Double Take by Dhruv.

As she performed the song she can’t help but only look at you, hitting every note the song grew louder but for you only her voice was piercing through your ears, you can’t move your eyes, your mind only focuses on her like having tunnel vision. “In the Midst of the Crowds , In the shapes of the crowds, I don’t see nobody but you.” those lyrics hit you like a fucking truck, heating up your whole body and making you a blushing mess, but you can’t help but smile at her with your over expensive shirt and a light stick you borrowed from the back stage.

The moment felt surreal but it gave you the reassurance for the questions you long away burrowed deep down your heart.

[tofumiarchives]

┊PASILYO┊˚✧

┊ONE SHOT┊DAZAI OSAMU X GN!READER┊

words: 1,941

unrequested

additional/warnings: ooc (?), cringe, nausea, mentions of throwing up (light), minor swearing typical Dazai suicide mentions (light), public display of affection, and uhh kising

Happy birthday to my glorious princess, y'all 🗣️‼️

Rays of sunshine outlined the furniture of the Armed Detective Agency. Dazai was at his desk, folding origami when he was supposed to be doing a report. It was one of those quieter days in the office, a rare day where there weren’t many cases to finish.

A buzz from his pocket. Dazai checked the notification, reading a message from none other than you.

|[Nickname]: sneak outside 🙏|

And they say he’s a bad influence…

———

Standing outside the building, you wait for him. It was the perfect weather, the sun decided to be warm—and not in the way where it’s painfully hot to the point that just a short walk would leave someone sweating.

“[Name]!” you easily spot the familiar caramel coat through the small crowd, Dazai happily escaping work to join you. “I got your message,” he remarked, walking until he’s right next to you.

“Happy birthday,”

A beautiful bouquet of flowers entered his field of view, forget-me-nots wrapped in a beautiful light blue. A silk white ribbon tied the thing together, a gift looking alike to the summer sky.

What’s next was a pretty sight, flushed cheeks and a surprised detective. Dazai couldn’t help but go speechless, not one to be used to affection. You almost wanted to tease him about it, but decided not to, showing a twinge of mercy upon the man.

“Hey… Earth to Osamu?” he snapped out of his daze, feeling you tug on his sleeve.

“Ah– uhm,” he makes a poor attempt to cover his embarrassing reaction, covering his face with a hand. It was fun to make him flustered, a feeling you rarely see him have. “Thank you…?”

You scoff at that dry reply, placing the bouquet on his hands before tugging his sleeve again, starting to pull him somewhere. “Come on, I’m spoiling you today, so we better start early if you wanna make the most of it.”

Dazai followed after you, letting you drag him on. It took a while, but he came back to his senses, a soft expression gracing his face at your words. “Really?” he asked, almost tauntingly as he tried to get a specific answer out from you.

“Yeah, yeah,” you answered, walking slower so that you’re side by side. “Whatever you want,” you say, looking at the pathway ahead as you barely conceal the smile on your lips.

“Whatever I want?” a cheeky grin. “Even a double suic–?”

“Anything but that,” you cut him off, turning your head just to see him laughing softly, slightly covering his face with the blue flowers.

The soft appearance of genuine happiness is a great look on your lover.

———

“Let’s try that one again!”

The sheer look of horror on your face was picture worthy. Dazai decided that the perfect way to spend his birthday was to try the roller coasters having motion sickness written all over it. “God, no.”

Sure, you did suggest going to the amusement park, but these aren’t the rides you expected to go to. Dazai was milking everything out of this opportunity, trying out every single attraction in the park but the calm ones.

How many times have you gone to the same roller coaster, now? Thrice? Four times? That drop still gets you. “How the fuck are you not even dizzy…?” you ask, sitting down on a bench to collect yourself

Dazai was laughing at your predicament, earning a glare from you. “Fine, fine, we’ll take a break from the rides,” finally some mercy on your nauseous self.

You sigh, before hunching over slowly, seeing black in the corners of your vision. “Fuck, I think I’m throwing up.” a pat on your back, but the brunet’s not very discreet giggles made it feel like it didn’t help at all.

Luckily, you didn’t start vomiting. You ended up buying him lunch despite his claims of not being hungry, making him sit down on a shaded table to eat. The park had a few food stalls around, so you two had plenty of choices to pick from.

His eyes scanned the selection of food stalls before his gaze landed on one. He perks up a little, tugging on your hand to get your attention. “Hey, let’s get takoyaki.”

You nodded, holding his hand as you went to the food stall, buying him the food he wanted before buying food for yourself. Dazai of course just had to steal your food, taking bits and bites here and there. You didn’t mind… mostly.

“... If you’re gonna end up eating my fries anyway, why didn’t you just buy some?” you ask, as he stole another bite with a shrug. You could only brush it off, wanting to get it over with so you could make most of your time here.

“Because stealing yours tastes better,” he replied, a terrible excuse. A mischievous glint can be seen shining in his brown eyes as his fingers stole another one, not even hiding it at this point now that you pointed it out.

You gave a sigh of defeat, letting him steal as much food as he desires. It was a quick snack break, before you two continued your little birthday celebration, so you just let it pass.

The sun was already shining right above you when you finally got back on your feet, fully recovered to try more attractions. His hand had found yours, as you looked for more things to try out. Dazai’s eyes found themselves following the path of the ferris wheel, the sight of it catching his eye.

Slow, scenic, peaceful—the complete opposite of the previous rides you two have gone on. A grin appeared on Dazai’s face, and he tugged on your hand, pulling you towards the entrance to the ride. “Let’s go on that one,” he says, a hint of eagerness in his voice.

You couldn't help but let out a breath of relief, seeing that he finally chose a calmer ride. The procedure to enter was short, buying a ticket, going in line, before entering the ride.

The gondola was simple, the sleek white car fitting the both of you on one side perfectly. It was slow and gentle, moving bit by bit as it got turned higher into the sky. “Much better than those adrenaline-fuelling ones, huh?” he mentioned, looking at you through his peripherals.

“Yes, actually. At least we can actually converse instead of screaming our lungs out,” you retort, turning from looking out the large windows to him, meeting his gaze with your own.

Dazai held in the laugh settling in his throat, shamelessly seeking your hand to hold again. He loved the contact. “You’re the one screaming out of fear, though,” he pointed out, pulling himself closer to you.

You roll your eyes, allowing him to be as close as he wants—as close as he needs. It took a while, but your capsule eventually reached the top of the circle, getting the highest view.

The brunet decided that you were a headrest at the moment, leaning his head on you before turning to the window on his side, slowly falling silent.

This was what you hoped you could distract him from. That faraway look was in his brown eyes as he looked at something long gone. It was another year. Another year without him, another year he'll slowly grow older than he could ever get.

Another year, and this time, he'll remember him longer than he's known him.

The view outside the windows was breathtakingly beautiful. Yokohama in clear view to both of you. From high-rising buildings to the crystal lake near the park, everything was graced with the warm afternoon light. Yet those brown eyes couldn't find the same warmth you could.

That solemn longing was a look you didn't want to see him make today. You wished his mind wouldn't have to think like this just for a day. Just for a moment. Just for now.

So, you nudge his leg with yours, earning his attention. “You wanna get crab later?” you ask when he turned to look at you, hands on his to hold. You'll distract him for as long as needed. You'll keep him away from those thoughts and bring the warmth he needed on a day he would otherwise hate.

Dazai turned around, snapping out of his train of thought at hearing your question. A smile stretched on his face, grip lightly tightening on your hand. “Of course the answer is yes,” he answered.

At least he doesn't look so solemn now. You subconsciously bring a hand up, brushing a strand of his dark brown hair behind his ear, your touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. Way longer, actually.

“...touchy today, hm?” he teased, a cover up to him growing flustered under your affection. “What, can't keep your hands to yourself?”

“Don’t even start,” you reply with a threatening edge. Dazai raised his hand in surrender, keeping his silence with a cheeky smirk.

———

Crisp wind blew on your hair, you closed the door behind you in a rush. “Slow down, we just ran up a bunch of stairs–” you gasp out, out of breath as Dazai dragged you to a rooftop. The Agency building's rooftop.

The brunet only chuckled at your reaction, stopping to let you catch your breath. “Alright, alright! We're here anyway.”

You take a deep breath in, the air finally getting in your lungs properly. “We’re here early, you didn't have to– you did not have to drag me and run all the way up,” you groan, wheezing in suffering.

The sun was almost setting, hanging just above the horizon. You two wanted to catch the sunset, deciding that this is the best spot to watch as it settles down the city skyline.

Dazai held your hand, tugging you along to the edge of the building. “This would be a romantic time to die,” *he remarked, making you deadpan.

“Nuh uh,” you retorted, looking at his steps just a little more cautiously in case he decided to swan dive over the edge. “Would be a great time to watch the sunset though.”

As you said that, Dazai looked up, catching the way the skies were painted in pink and orange hues. It was an ethereal scene—one that should be painted to preserve.

You glance to the man beside you, seeing him gaze off into the sunset. It wasn't a lie that he was pretty, with how the sun outlined every feature on his face, basking him in a warm light.

“You’re staring,” he hummed, brown eyes glancing at you, already prepared to send a barrage of teases for catching you in the act.

Confessing you were was the only way out, then. You let out a scoff, the sound half a chuckle. “Yeah,” he turned to you, the sun leaving its last trails of warmth before letting the moon reign in the sky. “Happy birthday.”

Dazai smiled, a soft look on him. “Shouldn’t I get a present?” he asked, leaning towards you with a hint of what he wants. The brunet reached for your hand, pulling them to cup his cheeks.

A fleeting kiss, before another, dragging him closer to press your lips on his. You could feel how the warmth spreads to his face under your touch, feel how he smiles against each kiss.

You hear him giggle, leaning back just enough to speak, still holding his face. “More?”

“More,” he nodded, feeling giddy with each touch. Just for the moment, he felt that life was worth living. You pull him closer, resting your forehead on his.

“Whatever you want.”

divider credit: @/cafekitsune

[12-seconds-to-live]

What If?

Pairing: F1Grid2021! x reader driver!

This is the story of how neither Max Verstappen or Lewis Hamilton became F1 Champions in 2021. 

A girl did.

“What does it feel to be the villian of this season?” “This villian is going to be a world champion”

Abu Dhabi, december 12th - 16:30

"Are you scared?” 

Tik tok, tik tok

I was able to hear the clock tickling on my motorhome. 

A breathe

The eyes of George looking at me

“No, I’m not”

Yes, you are

“You got this and If you don’t...” I sigh

“Please don’t  finish that phrase”

“Sorry, it’s just...”

“I know, there’s a lot on the plate but you know. I don’t have many options right now”

George take my hand “You’re really talented and the best option is winning and you’re making the impossible, like, in a Williams. You’re more clever that all those who want to see you fall. And for next year, did they called you?”

“Not yeat, I guess they’re waiting for the race”

“They’ll look like fools If they don’t call” We share a small laugh

“Thank you for this year, Mercedes is lucky to have you, Lewis will” He smiled

“I’ll still see you from the other side” We stand from the sofa and share a hug “Stay afraid, but do it anyway. What’s important is the action. You don’t have to wait to be confident. Just do it and eventually the confidence will follow”

Abu Dhabi, december 12th - 17:50

"Radio check"

"Loud and clear"

"We are all with you... whatever happens at the end, you're our champion, Williams is back thanks to you and George"

"Thank you, I need to hear that"

"Formation lap in one minute"

LAP 35/58

"Gap at 0.4 behind Lewis. So let’s just…"

"Why is Verstappen pushing me off-track"

"Yeah, yeah copy we aren´t happy with that. They're investigating"

"I'm gotta go menu dash position two. Tell them that he can't have the position back"

LAP 45/58

"Hamilton 26.8, 26.8. And let us know about the tyres for a Safety Car"

"How many laps left?"

"13 when you cross the line, 13 when you cross the line. Gap to Hamilton at 13.9"

"Copy. I'm ok with a set of hards. Do we have a chance?"

"I know you do. Stay still kid"

LAP 50/58

"And we’ve seen Norris with a front-left puncture, so just be careful on the kerbs"

"So we think the problem might be just turn 15, turn 16"

"I’m off kerbs"

"Okay, copy"

"Lewis still has free air"

"The gap is seven seconds and there’ll be eight to go when you cross the line"

"Copy. Status of Lando?"

"He's out of the car and well"

LAP 58/58

I crossed the line and saw all the fireworks over the finish line. I felt different, something like never before, not like winning in Monaco or Monza. I'm a world champion, the first woman of many.

I watched the people in the crowd weaving at me. I heard the screaming over the radio and while I was slowing down I felt tears runing down my face.

"I'm absolutely speechless. YOU DID IT! Thank you, we love you. Our world champion!"

"Oh, my God yes! Yes, yes! Oh, my God! Oh my God!"

"Y/N! I TOLD YOU SO! You are the world champion, the world champion!"

"GEORGE!? This is ours! WE DID IT!

"You absolutely deserve it, kid. Even if you're not going to stay with us next year, we owe you everything! What a year working alongside you"

"They haven't called so..."

"Are you kidding? The news dropped before the race. You're going to be alongside Max next year"

"No freaking way!"

"We are so proud of you. We always will"

"Oh, my God guys. I love you so much. From my teammate, my race engineer and everyone at the factory"

"You have driven like a champion all year. You deserve that. We needed a bit of luck. You got it. You made it happen. And we love you. We absolutely fucking love you" said George and the whole screaming in the garage was getting louder

"It is unbelievable guys. Can we repeat this If you guys want me in the future?"

After the whole podium celebration with Lewis and Max, one thing was clear. Max didn't win his first championship and Lewis lost his eight. My phone was blowing with messages from social media and my family and friends. But my eyes we're locked with Anthony Hamilton chat.

I knew that Lewis wasn't ok. He hugged his dad and even I can't see his face, he cried. He remains stronger on the podium but I can't look at him in the eyes.

I walked to the Mercedes motorhome. Toto was talking to George and stand up at the moment he saw me.

"I'm sorry"

"You don't have to. You drive so well this season that all of us knew that maybe we could lose"

"Oh. Did you guys talk?"

"Yeah, a few words. We have time"

"I'm gonna see him, it's just... I don't know"

"Go, y/n"

I knock at his door and his dad pat me in the back and let us alone. Lewis was laying down in the sofa with a towel covering his face. When he heard the door closing he remove it.

"Hi" I said

"Hey" He smiled

"I'm not going to make dumb questions, just, I'm happy of how this season went. You're been in the sport longer that I've been alive and even if the feeling of losing it's here, don't let it stay. You're still eveeryone's champion, even mine"

I sit down next to him and he took my hand

"I wanted you to win, you know?"

"You what?" I..." I gasp

"Yeah, you've been so amazing. You have the hunger of a champion and now that you made it, well, you're my idol now"

"Lewis..." I felt that I was going to cry

"Don't cry, baby. Go celebrate. I'm fine, I still more seasons ahead to beat you" I smiled to him and give him a hug

"Let me know when you're in London. To spend a day with you, all right?"

"That's a promise"

He hugged me again and I leave the room. A few people of Mercede's staff were around and congratulate me. As I was walking to my car to go to the hotel, I heard a text.

A thank you from Lewis.

Yeah, he's going to be back.

And maybe in the end ... We are all superheroes.

Each of us with a tragic back story

Specific sets of attributes

Some of us fly

Some of us read minds

And maybe some of us-

Are stronger than others,

We all have potential.

I believe the only difference

Between us all is ...

Who will stand up and fight?

[mykoreanlove]

DOPAMINE.

“Do you honestly believe this is love?”

“What?”

Hyunjin stared at you frantically.

“Do you” - he paused before emphasizing every word – “do you believe that this is love?”

His eyes were widened in rage, pupils dilated, breath held in cautiously. He watched you like prey, ready to attack any minute.

“What are you talking about? Of course, this is love. I love you Jinnie.”

“No. You don’t. You love what I do for you, that’s different.”

His tone cold as ice by now. You looked at him skeptically.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that you don’t love me but use me. Has it ever occurred to you that I’m your personal drug dealer?”

You let out an exasperated sigh. You were used to his dramatic antics by now but judging by his tone of voice and stone-cold expression you were getting insecure where this was headed.

“My drug dealer? Enlighten me Hwang.”

“This between us is not a real connection. You use me to fill that giant void within yourself. I didn’t realize it at first but now I do. Hearing from me, worshiping you, loving you - that gets you off right?”

You were at a loss for words. Since you couldn’t get out a word you just looked at him, hoping that you would understand him better. Right in front of you wasn’t the guy you fell in love with, the one you spent the last couple of weeks laughing, kissing and goofing around with. Instead, there was a spiteful, raging guy who accused you of using him. You felt betrayed. You felt your face flood with anger, wanting to hurt him right back.

“You are so full of shit, honestly!”

“No, I’m not, I’m right. You use me for validation. You use me so you can feel good and desired and loved because you can’t feel like that on your own. You use me but don’t love me - it’s all about what I can do for you. Do you know how that makes me feel?”

For the first time you noticed the sad expression in his eyes. He left you speechless. Was he right? It was true that you felt very unfulfilled without him and got way happier ever since you met him. But was that wrong? One dreamy message could make your whole day, whereas no message would leave you ruined, crying all night fearing the worst. Was he right? Was this about you using him? Were your feelings fake? Did you even know what love was?

“Y/N, I can’t keep doing this. I can’t be responsible for your mood; I can’t be the one controlling your happiness. It's like you're my emotional slave, that's sick! Don’t you get that?”

You opened your mouth but failed to speak. Your mind was racing, preoccupied with too many questions.

“I like you; I really do. My feelings for you were genuine but feeling your clinginess, your desperation and need for me is the biggest turn off ever. I’m disgusted with your behavior.” He really meant it; it was written all over his face. He despised you. Tears started to form at the corner of your eyes.

“You never saw me for who I was, instead you turned me into some kind of god that you could worship. But listen, Y/N, I’ not some deity that you pray for – I am a man. A human being with flaws and needs that you didn’t care about because it’s all about your ego!”

Hyunjin basically spat out those last words, the hurt in his voice screamed at you.

“I”.. your voice broke at the attempt of speaking.. “I had no idea you felt that way.”

He observed you for a long time. You sunk your head as you couldn’t stand his piercing gaze on you. What used to elicit butterflies in your stomach turned into a graveyard for broken hearts.

“I really hope that you can heal.”

“What?”

You looked up from your lap, panic rushing through your veins. 

“I can do that; I can do that with you. You don’t have to leave me, Hyunjin please. We can work this out.”

You begged him to stay. Your teary eyes trying to convince him to give you another chance.

 “No, we can’t. But I hope you will find a way.” He turned his back on you.

“Hyunjin, no. I can get better. I can be better. Please, please don’t leave me!”

Your shaky hands grabbed his arm hoping he’d stay. He freed himself out of your tight grasp and looked at you with disgust. You felt him loathing you in every bone of your body.

“I hope you’re content with yourself. Since you made me your idol” .. he paused and looked at you one last time before turning around and leaving for good .. “I’ll have to leave you like a fan.”

[eliteseven]

I just got around to reading your latest entry in the Consonance verse and it was soooo *chef’s kiss* just like your writing and all the things you post are every (!!) time (!!)

It’s ridiculous (in the best way possible) how much your writing and your characterization of your Tav and Shadowheart has left its mark on my hopeless romantic, incredibly gay brain. Whenever I’m feeling anxious or scared about doing something uncomfortable, I literally imagine Serena and Jen cheering me on like they’re my supportive moms or even supportive aunties and it’s probably so silly but it makes me feel way less alone in those situations. I just wanted you to know how incredible your writing is, the impact it has had on its readers, and how you’ve created something so special with the characters you bring to life in your own distinctive way. Thank you for your service and I wish you well always 😄

!!!! Oh my god I don’t have words??!? Speechless!!!this was such a kind gift to read, thank you so very much!!! 🥰 I’ve been lamenting the fact that I can’t include fic in my work portfolios for writing, since I’ve spent so much time on it, but messages like these remind me why I’m glad I did!! 🥹 It means so much to me that their story has resonated with you! From one hopeless romantic incredibly gay mind to another (lol): I’m so happy you can feel the all-consuming love.

And I don’t think that’s silly at alll!!

I think of them constantly too! At risk of sounding lame, I uh…actually dream up convos between them to fall asleep, if I’m restless. It works every time lmao. It HONORS me that they’re your comfort characters too, and it makes me so so happy to know you find safety in them as well. They are there for you and always will be! 😁

Writing this has been my peace for a little over a year now (wild to think abt!) and I really really appreciate every single ask and comment, the funny suggestions, every little note! I’m a bit discouraged with work stuff atm, so this couldn’t have come at a better time. Thank you so much for sharing these sweet words, I hope the stories continue to be a comfort and a source of light and entertainment for you!!! ❤️

[astronomicalcandy]

Kimetsu no Yaiba Stage Play Act 4: Entertainment District Infiltration report

10 December 2023, 18:00 show, Tokyo Dome City Hall

Went on a getaway to Japan right after internship ended and watched kny stage play bcus it’s my current fixation (especially Tengen 😭)

The report will mostly be comments on the actors’ singing and acting because I assume everyone has watched entertainment district arc but I’ll just write whatever is fitting with the event

Report with pictures of what I could get (not much) under cut

1. Arrived at Tokyo Dome City Hall from Roppongi after lunch with friend and went to the Tokyo Revengers Last Line exhibition at Roppongi Mori Tower around 4:30 pm bcus the show I bought starts at 6 pm and queue opens at 5. I arrived early to exchange my online ticket with a physical one (this is required and was mentioned early in the website upon purchasing the ticket)

2. Lined up and redeemed my ticket. Went inside to find my area seat written in the ticket (balcony 1, row 7, seat 79) and at this point I was conflicted if I should buy merch first or just wait until the end 😭😭😭😭😭 I‘ve never been to this place before so I went to look for my seat first. They don’t let you in until 15 minutes before show starts so we had to wait at the lobby

3. While waiting for the show to start, I gave out my muscle mice stickers that I just cut and wrote a small message at the back last night to the people that sat beside me. A seat to my left were two lovely couple from Canada. They reached out to me on Instagram a couple of days after the show 💕 and a seat to my right were two friends that went to see the show together. They were lovely as well 💜 I’m so happy that people seem to like the stickers

4. Before the show starts, they let us take pictures but not videos of the stage. It’s super pretty!!!

I love that they decided the ensembles to come out, walk around and interact with each other. Like a real entertainment district

5. The show starts with an opening number from all of the casts. The story starts from when Tengen captured Aoi and another butterfly mansion helper to help him with his mission. That scene was showed through a screen. THEN BAM TENGEN MY BELOVED?!!!??! he’s so… he really is flashy in real life I fr couldn’t take my eyes off him 😭😭😭😭 OK SEE u know Tengen’s headband right? When the spotlight hits, it shines and dazzles a lot I’m so. IDK LIKE IM SPEECHLESS I GUESS never thought it would look that way (ITS PRETY) he also runs with his arms behind he’s so cute 😭💙 stage play Tengen ponytail is longer than manga/anime and that made him look cute too… (u can tell that I just looked at him whenever he’s on stage HAHAAH)

6. Sending off the Kamaboko team to work! Tengen in his yukata… pretty… the wig he wore for both uniform and yukata is really soft??? Like when he runs, his hair bounces ☁️ anyway, Kamaboko team so funny I love them sm 😭🫶 everyone clapped to Zenitsu shamisen rush play! That was fun hehe

7. Muzan comes in to see Daki. The song that the actor sang was pretty catchy and his voice is sooooo so GOOD!!!!!! Genuinely speechless. The scene where okami confronts Daki was so cool. Yknow that Daki flew above and dropped her from a height right? They used the screen to show that she was in the sky and when she dropped okami, the background showed those rush lines when she falls. I think it’s a creative way to show that! This also was done similarly when Inosuke went chasing Daki’s obi after it captured Makio in her room. Inosuke was actually running in the same spot but facing different directions along with the background. Making it look like he’s running chasing the obi in the walls

8. Ooohhhh the scene where Tengen came from behind the owner asking him about Warabi Hime’s whereabouts was so 👁️🫦👁️ then moved to when Inosuke calling the muscle mice to bring his nichirin. THE MUSCLE MICE REAL AND THEY TALK HAHAGAHSJJF yea they had 2 ensembles in black with muscle mice on their hands on the floor bringing Inosuke’s nichirin 😭😭😭😭 IT WAS SO CUTE?!!?! The song Koinatsu sang when Tanjiro is leaving the brothel was really nice ;;; bittersweet bcus she’s also leaving for someone that is willing to marry her but she’s also worried for the people she’s leaving behind the brothel 😔

9. The scene when Tengen found Hinatsuru ill and gave her an antidote… god I wish that were me… it might be just me liking the character too much but it somehow feels different in stage play than when ure reading the manga/watching the anime. Moved to Inosuke getting underground finding the obi’s nest of victims. The obi with people inside were shown through the screen. Inosuke spins while waving his swords around to cut and free the victims. There were ensembles in black moving the obi around. Very pretty! Like those gymnasts with ribbons!!! THE SCEEEENEEEEEE THE SCENE WHEN TENGEN COMES AND MET UP WITH SUMA AND MAKIO AAWHWHABWJEJFN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🫶🫶🫶 god I wish that were me!!!! (2) Tengen patting their heads was the cutest 😭💕

10. The fight scenes for a stage play were executed very well by using extra ensembles and the screen at the back. So, Tanjiro fighting Daki. Nezuko woke up and fought her. She beat Daki up and went berserk. Tanjiro sang a lullaby to calm her down and there they were, the mom with little Nezuko at the back as demon Nezuko reminiscence the past. Tanjiro actor’s singing is so good… I could listen to him sing all day 😳

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The show then entered 20 minutes break and continued with the second half. I took the chance to buy merch at this time lol

Only able to get Tengen pin and the others were mostly dupes of Inosuke, Daki and Obanai… planning to sell them soon 😭

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11. Gyuutaro appeared from Daki’s back. I love the Shabana sibling actors so so much??? 😭😭😭 they were soooo good acting as the demons!!! I couldn’t get enough. Honestly when Gyuutaro uses his sickles, it kinda look like crab waving its claws… 😭 one of Gyuutaro’s moves was his spinning blood move right? The ensembles in black come out with props spinning it around like those spinning blood move. It was so cool I was so amazed by that lmao Gyuutaro’s singing was top notch 👌👌👌 my absolute fav

12. Y’all… the scene when Hinatsuru came to shoot her kunais at Gyuutaro and everything went slo-mo, they really went slo-mo 😭 when Gyuutaro grabbed Hina by the face… that stirred something in me ngl at that moment came the flashback to when Tengen tells his wives to value their lives first then him, that song was cute. I felt the impact more during stage play. He really loves his wives equally and very much 💙💜🧡 Tengen’s siblings also appeared on stage during the flashback. Definitely didn’t expect that at all! It was very nice

13. Moving on to Kamaboko vs Daki. They made it into a number and while Inosuke was singing, Daki was at the back dancing 💃 I swear I love her so much. They made the stage play so funny and entertaining 😭👏 when Inosuke successfully cut Daki’s head, they had her actor wrapped in black cloth and Inosuke was holding it instead of just a dummy head. Inosuke then said we’re gonna run far now to Daki which wasn’t in the original and he said that so that Daki actor would be ready to run. Everyone in the hall laughed at that 😭😭😭😭😭😭

14. I can’t quite remember well the fight scenes but Tengen still had his left eye and arm fighting Gyuutaro until the end lol the fight with Gyuutaro and Daki until both of their heads were cut off were intense 🫨 lots of flashing lights and stuff were everywhere. It was cool

15. The Shabana siblings’ laid under rubble to hide their bodies so that only their heads could be seen. Gyuutaro’s past was so heart wrenching to watch. Demon Gyuutaro was even there to see his kid self being bullied and abused, demon Gyuutaro tried to stop those people away but he was just looking at his memory so the rocks still hits his kid self AND GOD THAT WAS SO PAINFUL TO WATCH. He hugged his kid self aa… demon Gyuutaro was also there to see his sister being burnt alive… AGAIN… 😭 I can’t get those scenes out of my head. It was so good, I cried along with everyone else ;;;; the part where kid Gyuutaro tried to call for help for his sister, demon Gyuutaro joined in the line and that made me welled up so badly 😭😭😭😭😭

16. In manga/anime, Daki changed to her kid self but in stage play, she was in her demon form when she begged to her brother to let her follow him. Gyuutaro carried Daki on his back to hell :( they finally cut off Tengen’s hand during the aftermath 😭😭😭 Suma actor was so cute when she yelled at Nezuko for burning her husband alive LMAOAOAAO

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Show ended, everyone clapped for the casts and ensembles. Standing ovation and the casts came out for a short comment. The time slot that I went to was the last day and last show

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My thoughts/comments

Everyone acted in character and tried to be as close as possible to source. It was such an amazing experience 😭👏 this was actually my first time went to see a stage play so I didn’t have any expectations at all.

If you guys like a series and have the chance to go for their stage play, please go!!

I was genuinely 50/50 at first bcus I know I did this for my stupidly big fixation on Tengen. My friend who’s studying there really liked BSD watched the stage play live online and she really recommended me to go for it. I’m glad I went to watch it honestly 😭

[amourcheol]

before i reblog, i want to give you ALL the flowers in the world. i just finished reading the monster of a fic called the great war and YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN. there are no words that can amount to how much i adore this fic. i love lengthy word counts done right (god knows how much long fics i got excited over before them being disappointing or boring as a reader) and i, most importantly, love enemies to lovers, arranged marriage, historical aus done right !!

lets get this out of the way first GRRR WOOF WOOF WOOF BARK SNARK GRERR RAHH HOWL BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF GENERAL SEUNGCHEOL VICTOR OF VENICE I NEED ABYSMALLY.

okay. now that i can safely get that out of my system, LOVE LOVE LOVEEE everything about this fic. theres something so sweet abt men being written unrealistically (aka respectful and honorable whattt??? out of this world tbh) im joking ,, but i did absolutely love how you made cheol so strongly standing for his wife. the slow burn that really did the tag justice (it BURNT), the ENEMIES TO LOVERS DONE RIGHT!?! LIKE YESSS !!! they actually did want to kill each other and the yelling and arguing leading up to the first kissing scene CHEFS KISS like that's literally the epitome of writing, like is it really an e2l if there isn't a intensely written argument before the first sign of intimacy!?!?

throughout reading this story, all i could think abt was how could i ever put into the words the justice you served. allowing reader to be a strong character yet so eloquently bringing to light the struggles she would still face from just being a woman, to seungcheol using his power to stand FOR her. an honorary mention of the "Careful." he would reply to the Councillor after the panicking scene from the Florence mention INCREDIBLE!! it gave everything and more!! the character development from both sides, venus and mars foreshadowing, the subtleties that only slow burn could provide. i genuinely wish i could give a way better review than this but unfortunately im still speechless due to how beautiful this story was so just pls take this dreary review and understand that im so so in love and i adore you so much for the amount of work you put out into this, from the visuals and the descriptions, the perfect build up, the amazing writing of e2l and reflections– just EVERYTHING. you created a masterpiece <3

brb literally pulling my hair out till I got scraps left .

IMNSORRY ):£3!3!3 IM GONAN SVREAM SHIT CRY ?:£3!3!3 THIS IS THE SWEETEST THING EVER ):&:!3! 😭😭😭😭😭 First of all UR SO RIGHT … I never find huge fics anywhere and if I do they’re just …: YAWN ‼️‼️ I’m so glad u love those tropes they’re my BIGGEST guilty pleasures 😭 tho I can’t even lie I don’t feel guilty at ALL for historical! Aus

FUCKCJFKDDJD STOP I SVREAMED can u tell that cheol as a military general haunts me at night … I fear I am able to write another 40k for him ..: but ur so right tho my biggest biggest swoon moments come from men dying and sacrificing themselves for their lovers and I just !!! Seungcheol would absolutely die for his wife and this information jumps me in my sleep paralysis FR .. I’m so so happy u agree w me about the hatred I NEED HATRED FOR E2L OR ITS NOT E2L !! and PLS another guilty pleasure is screaming in each others faces before eating each other up … i will not be held accountable …

STOP I COULD CRY ??? thank u for appreciating the little bits of the fic 😭😭💖 that scene was incredibly hard to write and I’m glad people like it so much !! PLEASE DONT WVEN APOLOGISE ??? This is more than I could ever ask for you are truly so kind 😞💖💖 thank you for taking the time to read and send this unbelievably sweet message may or may not be thinking about this for the next 700 business days 😍😍💖

[parcequecestnotreprojeeeet]

Hello! It's Winter! I hope you're doing well. This is a fun, little piece.

Embarrassed

“You’re in a very good mood today, maman,” Laurence says, knowing the reason for her mom’s permanent smile and upbeat attitude. 

Emmanuel is due back from his 3-day trip in less than 6 hours. The math has already been calculated. If there are no delays, he’ll be walking through the front door at 8:30 PM. And hopefully not a minute later. 

“I’m always in a good mood,” Brigitte points out, trying to cover her giggle.

“I know, but you’re extra giddy this afternoon. There's nothing to be ashamed about. I know how much you’ve missed Manu,” Laurence playfully nudges her mom as the two of them finish setting the dining room table for lunch. 

“And based on the number of times your phone has gone off, I would say he misses you too,” she added before pouring the pink lemonade into 12 small cups. 

As the family sits down for their meal, the constant beeping from someone’s phone causes everyone to look at each other accusingly. 

“Whose phone is that? It’s very annoying,” Sebastien asks, looking at his children to make sure their electronic devices are turned off and away from the table. 

After everyone pulls out their phones to prove their innocence, Brigitte blushes, “It must be mine. I left it on the counter.” 

“Maman, I’ll grab it for you. We all know Manu is going to call if you don’t respond to his 10 text messages,” Tiphaine laughs while rising from her chair. She quickly dashes off to the kitchen where Brigitte’s phone is still beeping. Again. And Again. 

“Could you please tell him we’re eating?” Brigitte shouts from the dining room. “Just explain that it’s you replying and not me,” 

“Yeah, sure! What’s your 4-digit passcode?” 

“2007.” She blushes, realizing she’ll have to change her passcode now that all her kids and grandkids know it. 

“Oh, my God!!! No!!!! NO!!!!” Everyone stops eating when they hear Tiphaine yell from the kitchen, followed closely by a long and stretched-out, “Ewwwwww!” 

Brigitte bolts from her chair, “What’s wrong?”

Tiphaine hands the phone over to her mother, speechless and embarrassed at what she just witnessed…read…discovered about her parent’s relationship (and sex life).  

“I’m sorry, Tiphaine.” Brigitte apologizes to her daughter as she scrolls through her phone, reading every word her husband sent. She allows Tiphaine to go back into the dining room while she types a quick message to Emmanuel: Our youngest read everything. 

“It’s ok, Maman,” she says softly, trying her hardest to forget everything.  

“So, how bad was it?” Laurence asks her sister. "Without going into details, please."

“There were no pictures - thank God. But the texts were dirty. I had no idea Manu spoke like that,” Tiphaine shudders at the thought. “He seems so prim and proper.” 

“You think you know someone,” Sebastien jokes, listening to his two sisters, secretly relieved that it wasn’t he who saw the messages. 

Tiphaine waves her arms in the air, “I am scarred for life.” 

Brigitte enters the room, apologizing profusely to her daughter. “I told Emmanuel that you saw the messages and now he’s embarrassed to face you.” 

“Well, he should be…” 

“Sweetie, you know we love each other, so those messages shouldn’t be a complete surprise,” Brigitte whispers, happy that all the grandchildren are busy eating and not listening to the adults. 

“I know you love each other, I just didn’t need all the filthy proof,” Tiphaine blushes, knowing exactly what her stepfather is going to do to her mother tonight. Something about burying his face between her thighs and... No! She can't think about it anymore. “I will say this, he’s a very descriptive writer. He’ll have a successful writing career once his presidency is over.” 

“You really think so?” Brigitte grinned, happy at the compliment. 

“Definitely… The smut community will love him,”

“Tiphaine!!!!!” 

Helloo Winter! ❤️

Manu, the smut writer. He should definitely come to us 😂

The second Brigitte told Tiphaine the code, my mind “🚨”, I could smell something was going to happen hahaha Tiphaine was left traumatized 😅

2007... reference noted 😛

Thank you so much, Winter! ❤️❤️❤️

[mental-breaker-74]

Imagine: Satoru Gojo trying to win your affections (Satoru Gojo x y/n)

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x y/n (you)

Genre: fluff, romance

Warning: few curses

- Satoru Gojo was your classmate, and the moment he saw you, he was dead set on making you his girlfriend

- he would ask you out at least once a week, and every time you would refuse

- y/n-chaaaan, why do always says ‘’no”?

- Gojo… we don’t even know each other

- que to Gojo being really confused because usually his good looks were enough for every other girl he flirted with

- but getting to know each other? well, that’s new

- but he doesn’t have objections, you are stunning and even tho he saw you as someone more on the introverted side, he knew you got some spice in you, and he would gladly have a taste of it

- you were such an interesting person

- but then you got transferred to learn and later, to work overseas

***

- after years of no contact, and not seeing each other…

- you see, your technique was unique, as it was called „SOUL GROUNDING” – you could exchange places of the soul withing the same or different bodies and ground them in the moment of death for few more minutes – how strong the technique results were, depended on how powerful the bending spirit was (working better as a suprise attack)

- but this alone made you a perfect „card” if Sukuna was to take over Yuji body (at least in the early stages of his ‘’possession”)

- the second side of your technique made you really useful when it comes to interrogation – bounding the soul to the body in the moment of death

- once he sees you again…well fuck, you were the most beautiful person even back then, but now? you were soo pretty he could cry

- number one simp for you

- and he was right, you were a devil in disguise with your unusual power and combat skills, you literary played with death

- describes you as devil’s coin – you were as deadly as sweet, two sides

- calls you sweetheart

- introduces you to kids at school as „his future wife”

- gives you tons of compliments

- aaand back to teasing (god, he loves when you blush and gets speechless) and asking you on a date

- lot’s more personal questions – as it was stated before, he wants to know you better

- gets kind of turned on when you are bossy and serious

- constant messages when you are not in his presence, even to the point when you will get his shirtless photo with annotation: ,,Does this not tempt you?”

- and this one time when you were alone, his eyes visible but focused only on you, your expressions, he asked all serious:

- Are you going to ever agree to go out with me?

You looked at him, a little surprised. Nibbled at your bottom lip and thought about how to explain it and not hurt him. He always seemed confident, but you know that part of this was fabricated.

You sighted and started with:

- Satoru…

- fuck, that was first time when you called him by the first name, and it was the sweetest torture

- Satoru… I do find you attractive but… I just… You tease me a lot and give me all this attention, you did even back when we were younger, and sometimes I enjoy this, I do because it’s really flattering and sweet of you, but… sometimes it’s too much. I don’t want to be rude, it’s amazing how much energy you have. You may don’t know or don’t notice, but… - you sighted once again. – I’m really, really tired sometimes and need space. This job is drowning me, it may also be the consequences of my technique, because I feel like even my own soul is aching… I’m just tired. I enjoy you, your humor, I know you would make me happy. Then on the other side I think we just don’t fit, and I would bore you – you looked at him with those sad, guilty eyes and regret swimming just over the surface.

- Gojo can admit and know, he can be a little too much sometimes and looking at you closely you did look tired and resigned

- I’m sorry, y/n-chan, I just want you for myself, I want your attention and your time, I just want you, all of you. I would try and…

- Satoru I don’t want you to change, I think you are fine just the way you are… We just don’t fit-

- Don’t say it again, because you are wrong, we do fit, I believe it… so if you at least have a little hope for us, if you at least find me attractive or are a little curious how we can be, then give me a chance and let me prove it, we will work on this together.

His word were genuine, full of purpose and promise, yet his eyes full of adoration

- you just had to agree

- because even if you didn’t show it, you have also fallen for him but didn’t give into the feelings believing he deserved someone better, someone who would love him fully as he is

- but loving someone isn’t always looking for ‘’ the perfect fit” sometimes it’s just being someone who is open for changes, and would put effort to make things work 

- sometimes, those imperfections are things we would simply adore with time

- so y/n let him love you, and let yourself love

[14dayswithyou]

Hi Sai! Very sorry in advance if this is this is way too fangirly. Just wanted to thank you, because I just played 14 Days With You's demo and was blown away. The time consistency is maybe a bit wonky on some scenes, but otherwise everything is absolutely brilliant, and I haven't been this hyped by a demo in quite a while.I really enjoy MC's narration being as bubbly and chatty as it is, it gives both the game and the character a lot of flavour (my favourite touch is MC often being afraid(1/?)

of creeping on /Ren/. It's hilarious).As for Ren himself… He's written to be perfect to the point where it's almost meta, and, oh no it definitely works. As a goshdang adult with years of yandere tropes under my belt, I'm ashamed of being this receptive to what he's putting out, but he's just. so. fascinating? The dedication, the carefully-crafted façade and sudden personality whiplashes, the versatility and quick recoveries, the vulnerability, both "real" and "fake"… (2/? )

I'm entirely too weak to this guy, send help. Despite being curious about the genre, there haven't been many yandere-type characters I've outright /loved/ over the years, but now I'm like "Ah. So THIS is how it feels". Whoops. (Also: well-written, engaging smut you want to read more of? What is this sorcery???) And now I’m torn. I'm very much obsessed and would like to see more of this.. But simultaneously I want to tell you to take all the time you need! In the meantime, here're some (3/?)

In the meantime, here're some questions, so that this ast is not entirely gushing: 1- Are you planning the final game to be free or paid? Asking because I'm 100% ready to support this level of quality entertainment. 2- Will you be releasing the game day-by-day or once all is done? Thank you so much for your hard work! <3 Very much looking forward to what you have in store next.

pov: you’re me crying on the floor because this ask wAS WAY TOO SWEET??????? AAaaAAAAAaaaAAAAaaAAAA

Firstly, thank you so much for leaving such a heartfelt message. I am beyond happy to hear that you enjoyed the demo, and your high praise for the game means the world to me!! ;v;

I’m also always interested in learning about other people’s introspection of Ren, so seeing your interpretation of him has honestly got me like “yes!! that’s exactly the vibe I was going for when writing him!” — so I’m glad I was able to convey his little quirks and mannerisms well enough within the game =w=

Also, you mentioned the time consistency being a bit wonky during some scenes, so I’d just like to quickly clarify that I had to cut some scenes short due to the time restraints I placed on myself when making the game. I wasn’t able to finish the sprites for some of the other characters you meet in the original 2017 demo, so I ended up cutting out the dialog and replacing it with like, three lines of text lmao ^^’ I’ll have the sprites and dialog restored by the time I release Day 2, so hopefully you won’t be stuck with those short scenes for long... ^^ (But if I misunderstood what you were saying, then please let me know and I’ll work on fixing the issue!)

As for your questions; right now I’m content with releasing the full game for free on itch.io, but I might look into setting up a patreon/kickstarter as a means for funding any potential game expediencies (voice acting, foley sounds, BGM licences, etc.). However I much prefer if people showed their support through conveying genuine interest in the game, rather than throwing money at me — especially since there are other people and places that deserve it waaay more than I do! ;v;

As for your second question; I have plans for releasing the game on a day-by-day basis until I reach Day 7/the halfway point (so I can take in everyone’s concerns, feedback, and reactions as I go along), before finishing the game entirely and releasing it to the public :)

But wahhhh, thanks again for sending such a heartfelt ask!! I’m genuinely still floored and speechless (despite the wall of text I just threw at you) but I appreciate your words and support so much!! <3

[drakendaydreams]

Dirty December Day 24 || {11:04am}

Friends With Benefits || {NSFW} x fem!Reader

A/N: Day twenty-four has come upon us and we're gonna have a grand old booty call with Draken. 😌 If you want to be added to the taglist for Dirty December send me an ask or a DM. Age must be in bio or easily found to be added.

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, offensive language (swearing), degradation, dirty talk, friends with benefits, booty call, fingering, pussy slapping, daddy kink, minors dni

Character: Ken "Draken" Ryuguji

Word Count: 1.8k

Dirty December Masterlist

You picked up your phone and stared at the screen, the text message that sat upon it was from exactly who you had thought it would have been. Draken. Your arrangement? When one of the two of you needed a little release you’d be there for each other, and now was clearly one of those times for him.

You opened the message and chuckled. He had just been here yesterday and he was already coming back for more?

Draken 😘🚬 12:09 am

Hey, you up? Can I come over? I’ve been staring at the ceiling for two hours.

12:10 am

I’m up. Get over here quick before I fall asleep.

You placed your phone back down on your nightstand and grabbed the television remote, curling into the blankets around you. Draken had a key, if you had managed to fall asleep he’d just let himself in. You turned on your favorite movie and yawned, trying desperately to keep your eyes open. All you had to do was make it until he got here, you could manage that, right?

About halfway through the movie, you heard your front door open, the familiar sound of his combat boots on the hardwood making their way toward your room. You took the proper precaution just in case, grabbing onto the knife that you kept under your pillow and clutching the handle.

The door handle of your bedroom turned and as the door opened you saw the easily recognizable dragon tattoo on the side of his head through the small nightlights in the hallway. Your hand relaxed and let go of the knife, clutching onto the blanket over you. Draken grabbed the top of the doorframe and leaned on it, his shirt pulling up to expose his v line for you. You were nearly drooling at just the sight of it. The way his t-shirt pull up perfectly over it, the way his abs seemed to glisten in the small bit of moonlight that was coming through your window. Had Draken always been this majestic?

He tilted his head back and grinned, letting his hands fall from the doorframe. “I know that look Y/n, I’ve seen you wear that same look a thousand times.” Draken watched your face as he moved toward you, smiling as he noticed you swallowing hard. This was what he liked, this was what he absolutely loved to see on you, you didn’t even know what to do with yourself. “You like what you see? I made sure to work a little extra at the shop today just for you.”

You felt the mattress move as he climbed onto it, his shirt easily peeled over his head and tossed to the side. There he was, in all his glory, just for you to see. You could barely think straight as you felt his hands press into the mattress on either side of you. He was really coming for you, his hands were right there. Even after all this time of sleeping together, you were still trying to figure out why Ken Ryuguji had chosen you. His hands slid underneath your t-shirt and up your sides, the winter air outside had left them slightly chilled as you shivered under his touch. He chuckled at you, happy with himself and how you squirmed under his calloused hands.

Draken’s leaned down, wasting no time as he pressed his lips to your neck, your head instinctively moving to the side to give him a better angle. “Look at you pretty girl, just speechless for me. I like that. Means I’m doing exactly what I need to do here.”

You whined as his hand slid back down your side, grabbing the outside of your thigh tightly before sliding toward your core. “D-Draken… please.”

You had been thinking about messaging him all day, but you hadn’t wanted to sound needy since you had just seen each other the day before, but clearly, Draken hadn’t cared about that. He had just as much vigor today as he did with you yesterday. The times that he got to be at your house were some of his favorite times, the way you always needed him made him ecstatic. Draken grabbed the sides of your legs and pulled you toward him, pushing his hips into yours. His cock twitched against his pants as he felt just how warm it was between your legs, knowing that once he got those thick fingers of his between those legs you would be absolutely soaked. “Mmmm,” he leaned down and gripped your neck, closing his hand softly. “Just look at you, you’re falling apart and I’ve barely even touched you. Pitiful.” He put his hand between your legs and slapped your pussy gently. “Someone’s so desperate for me and it hasn’t even been that long since I left here last. Barely even twenty-four hours and you’re this needy?”

You pushed your hips toward him at the smack to your core, reaching for his arms, just wanting him to touch you again. Draken’s hand slid between your legs, pushing his fingers into your core with ease as he used your pooling slick as a lubricant. Your back arched as he plunged them into your core repeatedly, his digits curling against your silky walls as he leaned down toward you. “Such a good girl for me, giving daddy the perfect angle so that he can make his pretty little baby cry with pleasure. Sing for me, doll. I wanna hear it loud and clear.”

As if he had willed it, your mouth opened and your moans poured out, his fingers fucking in and out of you with a vigorous pace as he pushed you closer and closer to your high. It had never taken him much to get you to the edge, he knew your body better than anyone else at this point. You grabbed the bedsheet, balling it up in your fists as you felt yourself about to come undone, his praises fueling you as you bucked your hips to try to get his fingers deeper into your core.

“Look at you, doing exactly as daddy tells you to. And you’re even waiting to hear those words from me, aren’t you.” He hummed happily and put a commanding tone on for you, knowing that you loved it every time. “Now I wanna see you cum for me. Do it, darling. Go ahead and coat my fingers with it.”

With his permission given you finally let go of the bedsheet, letting yourself come undone under his movements. Your cunt clenched around his fingers as you arched your back again, his devious chuckle echoing through the room. His fingers continued to pump, he was determined to get you as far as he could, his free hand pulling the sides of his sweatpants down. “You’re not done just yet, darling. Not at all.”

Draken grasped his length and stroked, smirking at you as he pulled his fingers from between your legs. He raised his hand up for you to see, your slick glistening on the ends as he moved it toward your mouth. You whined as he got closer, the sight of him stroking himself making your loins ache all over again. “Draken… please. I can’t-” Draken cut you off, gripping the sides of your chin in his hand. “You’ve got a little bit of a mess to clean off before you get any more.” Your mouth opened as he tightened his grip, his fingers sliding in as you cleaned them for him. “That’s better. That’s what daddy likes to see.”

His hands grasped his length again as he leaned down and lined himself up with your entrance. One thrust had your legs quivering around him, your cunt trying fiercely to adjust to his size as he pounded his hips against yours. His hand shot up and grabbed onto the headboard, using it as leverage to get as far into your greedy cunt as he could. He grunted loudly as he felt your hands wrap around his back. “F-fuck, doll. Gonna destroy this pretty little pussy. Won’t be able to walk straight for a week.”

You whimpered at his words, your nails dragging down his back, leaving welts in their wake as you clutched onto him like he would disappear if you let go. Draken’s thrusts were quick and rough, every little movement sending you toward the orgasm that loomed over you, building up quicker than you wanted. Your walls closed around him more and more, making it harder and harder for him to keep even himself under control. The squeeze of your cunt as your slick built more had him groaning against your neck, his face now buried in it as he nipped at your shoulder.

“Shit. So close. I’m gonna-” You hadn’t even had time to finish your sentence before you felt yourself trembling against him, your thighs tightening around his body as you cried out his name continually.

Spews of curses followed by sinful moans filled Draken’s ear as he gripped onto your hips, slowing his pace as he spilled himself into you, a loud grunt filling the room as his hips stuttered against yours. “Fucking hell, jesus christ.”

Draken collapsed onto the bed next to you and pulled you with him, wrapping you into his shoulder as you both caught your breath. You closed your eyes as you came down from your high, your body still tense as you settled in next to him. His deep voice shocked you as he ran his hand down your arm. “It’s late… do you care if I stay here so I don’t have to try to catch the train back to my place?”

You looked up quickly, had he really asked to stay the night? He had never done that before, but he should know by now that you would never tell him no. “Of course, you can stay, Drak. It’s not a problem. You can any time you’re over here.”

Draken took a deep breath and pulled you in closer. His body was warm. He was always this warm, like a personal heater as the winter breeze drifted through the windows of the bedroom. He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of your even breathing, noticing only a few minutes later as he started a movie that there was the light sound of snoring coming from you.

He debated waking you up and making his way to the couch, but decided against it when he looked down to see the large smile that sat on your face, the same one now stretching across his own as he admired just how purely happy you looked with him. His own eyes closed and before he even realized it, he was falling asleep with his arm wrapped around you, the faint sound of the movie playing in the background.

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[skinnyducky]

awkward apologies (pt. 2 to unexepected visits) // v.h.

This was soooo cute to write. When I tell you it was so hard to not laugh while writing this, I was trying my best. But, that's the whole point of this. To laugh, to go "awweee", and to be happy. So, thank you to those who enjoyed pt. 1...here's pt. 2 :)

link to part 1

Word Count: 1557, slightly edited

WARNING: language, sexual themes, embarrassed vinnie, and i think that's it.

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Vinnie leaned against the fence of the skatepark, cradling his board close to his chest. Jett sat next to him, still laughing from the story Vinnie had shared with him.

“Please tell me that all was a joke,” he laughed. “You can’t be serious?”

“It’s not funny, dude. I was so embarrassed.”

Jett shook his head, trying to stop his giggles. “Look, shit happens. It’s not the end of the world. At that, it’s not like Y/n was mad at you or anything.”

“Jett, Y/n hasn’t called me since that night.”

It was true; you hadn’t spoken to him in three days since the night of the incident. Why would you though? He embarrassed not only himself, but you, in front of your parents. Those are the very people whose opinion matters when it comes to your relationships, and he just blew it. It didn’t even help that he did not bother to explain his urgent departure right after. There were no texts, no calls, not even a tweet that gave you any hints as to what went wrong.

“I just don’t know, man. I messed up something so good.” Vinnie sighed, looking down at his shoes.

Jett sighed, placing a comforting hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Like I said, it’s not the end of the world, man. Everyone knows how head over heels you two are for each other. One little mistake isn’t going to make or break what you have going on.”

“I get that but…I…I wish I hadn’t-“

“You don’t need to repeat it.” Jett said. “Now, how about you get on your board, skate for a few minutes, and calm yourself. The more you think about it, the sadder you get, and I really don’t feel like having to cuddle with you in one of your sad moods.”

Vinnie chuckled. “Those are the best cuddles though.”

With that, the boy hopped onto his board and rode off. He skated, doing turns and all sorts of kickflips. He was in the zone, and nothing could bring him out of it. With his tongue peeking out between his lips, he gathered himself to do an ollie. He got into position, keeping his eyes on his board and his fit. With a leap, he looked up and lo and behold, there you were with your friends. He gasped, the sight of you catching him off guard, so much that he barely came close to nailing his trick.

“Shit!” he shouted, landing on his ass.

Even as far as he was, he could hear the sound of Jett’s cackles echo throughout the skatepark. Even through his awkwardness, he managed to look over at you. Much to his surprise, you were looking right back at him, laughing along with your pals. He shot you a small smile, but that fell once he saw your happy expression turn into what one would refer to as…disgust. Oh, you were mad mad.

The boy gulped, picking up his board and hurrying over to Jett, who was still laughing his ass off.

“I wish I had caught that on camera, man!” He hollered, clutching his stomach. “You should’ve seen the look on your face before you fell! Oh wait, I can show you!”

Jett proceed to mock Vinnie’s expression, failing his arms in the air.

Vinnie stared at him with an irritated gaze. “Ha, ha…very funny.”

“Dude, what happened? You normally nail your ollies.”

“Y/n happened.”

Jett’s laughter stopped as he realized what Vinnie said. “What? What’s going on?”

“They’re here.”

Jett scanned the park for you before finding you on the other end from them, chatting with your friends.

“What is Y/n doing here? I didn’t know they skated.”

“They don’t, which is why it caught me off guard.” Vinnie replied. “You think they’re here for me?”

Jett shook his head. “No, I think they’re here to protest.”

Vinnie squinted his eyes in confusion before turning back to you. There, he saw you pick up a board and wave it around, chanting, “Save the whales!”

“Why at a skatepark?”

“Don’t ask me. I’m not the one protesting.” Jett snickered.

“Y/n laughed at me.”

“Then they’re not mad.”

“I wouldn’t exactly say that.”

Jett turned to his friend with a puzzled face. “Why do you say that?”

“Because, when I smiled at them, they just looked at me like I was some creep on the street.”

“Welp, then this is your chance,” said Jett. “Talk to them, explain what happened.”

Vinnie sighed, “What am I supposed to say? That I accidentally jizzed in my pants and had to leave before I made an ass out of myself?”

“Yep.”

Vinnie looked to Jett with shock. “You’re joking. Jett, I can’t do that.”

“Listen Vinnie, you are making a big deal out of nothing. All you have to do is walk up to Y/n, tell her the truth, say you’re sorry, and hope for the best. I mean, if anything…it was kind of a compliment to her, right? Trust me on this.”

Vinnie sat there and thought about it for a minute. Jett wasn’t completely wrong; it would be better to tell the truth than to not say anything and let what could be good relationship just wither and die. With that in mind, he pulled up his britches and walked over to you.

“Save the whales-“ you stopped your chanting, merely glaring at the boy in front of you. Your friends scoffed to themselves, turning to stare at Vinnie.

“Um, hey…Y/n.” He greeted, rubbing the back of his head.

“Hey…that’s all you can say?” You replied. “You haven’t called me, you haven’t texted me, you haven’t even left a voice message. What the hell, Vinnie?”

He stood there speechless, not knowing what else to say.

“Like, what the hell happened? That thing with Mac and then not shaking my dad’s hand, like…what?”

“I know, Y/n, and I’m so sorry.”

“Vinnie, I managed to fly to Seattle with you and spend a week with your family, and you can’t even spend one hour with mine? I thought you were different.”

“I am, Y/n. I promise you, I am.”

You sighed, rolling your eyes and crossing your arms. “You know what…I can’t do this here, Vinnie. We’re trying to save whales and…”

“Okay, sorry.”

Vinnie shoved his hands into his pockets as he turned and began to walk away. But something stopped him. Maybe it was the ounce of pride in his system or the fact that he didn’t wanna lose you, but something kept him from leaving. Then he did the unthinkable…

Swallowing his embarrassment, he turned back around and stepped towards you.

“I, um…I ejaculated in my pants.”

Your friends snorted behind you, trying to keep their laughter to themselves. You stared at him with a glimmer of amusement in your eyes. You tried so hard not to break out into a smile.

“We were, um…we were getting hot and it’s not every day I have someone as…hot…as you grinding on top of me, and I got a bit excited. Next thing I know, your parents come in and I’m sitting there with jizz in my pants.”

You pursed your lips as you turned to the side, trying to contain the fit of giggles begging to escape. Your friends on the other hand…they were nearly on the verge of pissing themselves.

“So, uh…sorry. Sorry.”

Vinnie cleared his throat and slowly treaded back to Jett.

You moved to face your friends, joining them in the laughing session.

“That was the most awkward thing ever.” One of your friends said. “But I’ll say this, he’s honest. There’s no way anyone could make that up.”

“Right?” You chuckled.

“I say you should you talk to him. He’s a good kid.” Your other friend added.

You smiled. “You think so?”

The two nodded.

“Okay.” You said, running towards Vinnie.

“Vinnie!” You called, gaining the boy’s attention.

He glanced over to Jett, who took this is as his signal to give you two a minute.

“You know, never once have I ever heard of something so weird,” you said, “but so adorable at the same time.”

Vinnie grinned, awkwardly shooting you a thumbs up. “What can I say, that’s all I am. Just a weird, yet adorable, person.”

You grabbed his hands, looking into his eyes. “Why didn’t you just tell me what happened? I totally would’ve understood.”

“I was just too embarrassed, and plus I didn’t know if you still even wanted me.”

“Vinnie, I could never not want you. I told you before, I really like you and I wouldn’t want to do anything to mess that up. You should never have to question that.”

He sighed, “I’m sorry for not coming to you sooner.”

“And I’m sorry for my friends. They’re still laughing about it.”

He smiled, bringing you closer into him. The two of you stared at each other, your faces inches away.

“I love you.” He said.

It caught you off guard a bit, granted you had only been seeing each other for a short time. But nonetheless, it still made you feel butterflies inside. Grinning you closed the gap between you two, bringing your lips together. It was so good to have his lips against yours, and vice versa. You pulled back, pressing your forehead against his.

“I love you too.”

[sawyerconfort]

I See Stars | Cady Heron x Reader

TWO POSTS IN A ROW! YEAH, I KNOW, I KNOW! I'm just trying to make up for the fact that I haven't posted anything this week. Well, this one isn't a Heathers imagine, but since we're talking about musicals too, I thought I'd write a special imagine with Cady from the Mean Girls musical.

In those days that I was away, I've been listening to the Mean Girls songs and I fell in love, especially with this song that gives the title to the post, so why not write an imagine about one of them?

Erika Henningsen lovebots, this one is especially for you (I already consider myself part of this team hahaha)

This one is especially for you, who are suffering or going through some insecurity, anxiety or a problem that has let you down. I'm also having a hard time these days, but writing has helped me a lot.

If you want to talk, dear reader, I'll be here to listen. I hope this picture helps you too. Remember, you are not alone, there are people who love you and it's normal to not feel good sometimes!

Enjoy!

Any request or suggestion (can be from Mean Girls too), send me an ask or comment on one of my posts, or send me a message. I'll do my best to write it!

Prompt: When the whole world seems to come crashing down on top of you, there's still a burning hope that goes by the name of Cady Heron to help you.

"Hey, did you guys see (Y\NN)? I didn't see her when we left the room..."

Cady was getting worried about you, and she confided that to Janis and Damian when she got the chance. You had been down all morning, and had quickly left the room when the lunch bell rang. Since you usually told Cady, Damian, and Janis everything, and this time you'd kept it a secret, that was reason enough to be alarmed.

"She told me she was going to the bathroom, but so far she hasn't come out..." Janis replied, making Cady's eyes widen in fear. She started to run, alone, to the bathroom, but Damian pulled her back, confused.

“Wait, where are you going?”

"I'm going to see (Y\NN), maybe she needs help."

And before they could even say anything, Cady had already gone to the bathroom to find you. She went through every little door that was there, but there was no sign that you were inside. No breathing, no clues, let alone shoes.

Cady's heart nearly popped out of her mouth, and without thinking too much, acting more impulsively, she opened every door to the North Shore girls' bathroom, trying to find you, her heart pounding in her chest. All the doors were empty, however, there was no one.

Until she opened the last one, and found you there, sitting by the toilet, legs spread and head leaning against the wall, eyes closed and chest rising and falling rapidly, face wet with tears.

“(Y\NN)! I was worried about you! Why did it take so long? What happened?” Cady was looking over at you, but realizing that something was wrong, she quickly changed her expression and sat down beside you, in the small space between your body and the toilet. “Hey, did something happen? Are you okay?"

When she came to, you realized you were shaking, your fingertips white, like your blood pressure had dropped or something. Staring at Cady, you let an involuntary sob escape your throat.

“Hey, hey, what happened? Talk to me, (Y\NN), it's okay now."

The crises you had were like that. They left you speechless most of the time, and you could barely express what you felt until she calmed down, until you calmed down.

This was the most frustrating part of having an anxiety attack, but the most ridiculous part was definitely feeling terrible about yourself. You felt like you were never going to be happy, like you weren't good enough, like you were alone and no one really liked you.

People saw countless qualities, but you couldn't see any.

And that was extremely frustrating for you. That's why you hated having crises.

"Talk to me, (Y\NN), please..." Cady pleaded, and you felt her voice break mid-sentence.

Not knowing what to say and feeling guilty, you hugged her awkwardly while her body shook. Cady hugged you back, pressing your body against hers without straining, so as not to hurt you. She touched your face carefully, making you look at her.

“It was another one of your crises, wasn't it?” Cady whispered again.

She'd known your struggle with those insecurities since she'd arrived at school. Although you hid it very well — and you could at first, because they weren't as bad as they were now — Cady seemed to have a sixth sense that told you when you were okay or not.

"I...I feel..."

She brought her index finger to your lips, silencing you. “Shhh, it's okay, okay? I'm here with you, I'm not leaving here until you calm down, but I need you to breathe and not think about anything, okay, (Y\NN)?”

Her words and commands helped a little, because you obeyed without hesitation. Cady was still holding you, the touch gentle, accompanying your breathing so you wouldn't feel alone. Suddenly, she stopped breathing with you, letting you finish the process.

“Are you calmer now?” she asked, smiling slightly when you nodded. “Fine.” Cady moved her touch down to her face, wiping away a few visible, glistening tears on her cheek. “Hey, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay not to feel okay every day, it happens,” she whispered. "But it doesn't mean you have to suffer alone."

“Sorry for making you miss part of your lunch with the guys.”

“No, (Y\NN), you don't have to apologize for that,” she confirmed. “By the way, you don't have to apologize for anything, right? None of this is your fault. I'm here to help you, and I would be here for anyone. I'm not even that hungry, right now, you're more important.”

You smiled slightly, making an effort to stretch your lips.

“It's okay to not feel good all the time, (Y\NN), you're human, and humans don't have to be perfect all the time. It's okay to break sometimes, it's okay to cry sometimes, it's okay to fail sometimes. This is how we are made, this is what we came to this world for. We can't always get it right, and it's okay to be that way, isn't it?”

"I feel so weak, Cady..."

“You're not weak, honey,” she smiled. “Actually, you're one of the strongest people I've ever met in my entire life.” Cady looked up, trying to hold back the tears that wanted to well up in her eyes as well. "No matter what Regina or those girls say, that's not you."

Cady knew more than anyone how much you suffered from the taunts and comments of Regina and her faithful followers.

“(Y\NN), you are a star. You're beautiful, so beautiful, too bad you don't see yourself as I see you, as we all see you...”, she lamented. Cady reached out to touch her fingers, hold her hand. “You are strong, you are amazing, you are good at what you do, you deserve to be happy. You deserve to be seen, and I see you. I see you and I can say that you are all that and more.”

You smiled through your tears and hugged her again, this time closer. Cady kissed the top of your head and held her lips there until you lifted your head so you could see her up close.

“Everyone has their moments of insecurity, and that's more normal than it might seem, I assure you. Never ever, ever, ever let anyone tell you otherwise.”

“Thanks, Cady. You don't know how much this is helping me.”

“I know,” she sighed. “I'm glad I could help.” Still touching your hand, she squeezed it tightly. “I will always be with you, I will look out for you, I promise. I won't let Regina and the girls bring you down anymore,” you nodded. “But now, we have to make arrangements. I promise I'll take care of you, but you have to promise me that you'll tell me whenever something's wrong, okay?”

“Okay,” you replied quietly. “I promise I will tell you everything.”

And the two of you hugged again, until Cady pulled away from you so she could help you up, and the two of you walked out of the bathroom together, her holding you tightly beside her, willing not to let go until you felt better.

[legless-fish-on-rollerskates]

All the morons trying to claim that Dean wasn't saying anything to Cas because he was holding back slurs or something equally ridiculous... what show have you been watching? Surely not Supernatural. Like, yeah, Dean had some internalized shit for a while (mostly cause of how he was raised, let's be real), but this isn't season fucking one. Dean's in his goddamn forties now guys.

But you still think Dean Winchester is homophobic? Let's examine the evidence then, shall we?

1. Aaron Bass: Dean was flustered because he's not used to being hit on by dudes, but he was completely respectful. And he was alone, too. It wasn't like he was trying to "hide his homophobia" from Sam. He could've said whatever he wanted in that moment without anyone ever knowing, and he chose to awkwardly walk backward and wish Aaron a nice day. Then later, when they're working with him, Dean says nothing about it (other than a quick "he was my gay thing" to Sam), doesn't make it weird, and talks to him exactly the same way he would talk to anyone else.

2. Jesse and Ceasar: Dean's surprised when he realizes that they're married, again because he's not really used to it and so he made the wrong assumptions (which I will point out is really really normal, it happens all the time even between queer people, because heteronormativity is very much a thing in real life). But what does he do when he finds out? He asks them about their marriage - with genuine curiosity. What's it like to be in a relationship with a hunter, is it hard, all that jazz. Never asks about the fact that they're both men, none of those gross "so who's the woman" questions, literally just. Talking to two married hunters. That's it. Then later, when they're working, he never once questions their capability as hunters or suggests that they're weak in any way. There's no "you're less 'manly' because you're gay" mindset at all. And at the end of the episode he's genuinely happy for them, two hunters who managed to get out of the life and retire together.

There's lots of other examples (several male cops have been obviously into him over the years, his reaction to Jody talking about Claire and Kaia, all the subtext surrounding Lee, etc.) but for my last one for now, let's not forget...

3. Charlie fucking Bradbury: Arguably Dean's best friend besides Cas (no I haven't forgotten about Benny, I love Benny, but he was part of a very specific chapter of Dean's life and that chapter is done). We've known she was a lesbian from the get-go, and Dean takes it in stride when he finds out, immediately improvising to coach her through some painfully awkward flirting so she can get into the office ("you've just come home, and Scarlett Johansson is waiting for you"). And yes, there's the whole "I feel dirty" "yeah so do I" bit there, but that's clearly established as a joke, plus the guy was gross - as someone who is attracted to both women and men, I would feel dirty after flirting with him too.

The next few times we see Charlie, she and Dean are geeks and dweebs together, Dean is having more fun than we've seen in years, and we see him be a really good friend - in some ways, a better friend than he is to Cas. Charlie talks to him a little bit about girls, they LARP, they go shopping together, Dean comforts her when she has to let go of her mom. When she's killed, he gets so upset he goes on a murderous rampage (maybe not the most healthy way to deal with greif, but nonetheless showing how much she mattered to him). When he sees an alternate version of her in trouble he's immediately ready to risk his own life to help her even though she doesn't know him. He loved her like a sister, and he never once expressed any issues with her sexuality.

So let's go back to Cas. Cas is in love with Dean. Not much of a surprise there, he's said it before. But this is the first time Dean understands that that's what he's saying. It makes sense that he's a little stunned, especially considering that Cas is also saying that he's about to die. I mean, if your best friend of twelve years told you one day that they've been in love with you all along, that just knowing you has irrevocably changed them for the better, and that also by the way telling you this means they're going to die, mightn't you be rendered a tad speechless?

Dean does not hate Cas for this. Not at all. Because whether or not Dean is bi, whether or not he reciprocates, Cas is still his best friend. We've seen how hard Dean grieves every time Cas dies. We know how much Cas matters to him. Of all the shit they've put each other through, there's absolutely no logical reason for this to be the thing that damages their friendship beyond repair. Not after everything. No fucking way.

Dean says nothing because he doesn't know what to say, because he's still processing Cas's confession but also already grieving and blaming himself for Cas's death. The way he breaks down at the very end of the episode? That's not a man who's disgusted. That's a man who's shattered.

How dare you try to simplify this incredibly complex and emotional moment into Dean being a dick. How dare you. It's positively insulting. The entire point of Cas's speech was that Dean is so much more than that. If you can't see that, than I'm sorry, but you're missing the whole message of the show.

Supernatural is about family and sacrifice. It's about free will, making your own choices. And it's about being more than just who you're supposed to be, going beyond what other people want or assume. All the depth beneath the surface. That's the show. That's why we're still watching after all this time. Because it means something important. Something relevant. Something real.

Don't you fucking discredit that.

(thank you for coming to my TED talk)