#I'M FINALLY DONE IT'S 5AM

[alex-guerin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Enterprise Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Malcolm Reed/Charles "Trip" Tucker III, Jonathan Archer & Charles "Trip" Tucker III Characters: Charles "Trip" Tucker III, Jonathan Archer, Malcolm Reed Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Episode: s02e03 Minefield (Star Trek Enterprise), Pre-Episode: s02e04 Dead Stop (Star Trek: Enterprise), Episode: s02e04 Dead Stop (Star Trek Enterprise), Jon Archer's a good friend, Angst with a Happy Ending, Charles "Trip" Tucker III Needs a Hug, Malcolm Reed Needs a Hug Series: Part 6 of Chicken Soup for the Starfleet Officer's Soul Summary:

Trip decides what is or isn't an acceptable risk to take when it comes to his and Malcolm's relationship.

[beck-a-leck]

I can't sleep, so I'm gonna ramble for a bit about an AU that's been entertaining me recently.

Lord of the Rings Summer Camp AU

Basically the War for the Ring is just one Extremely Intense game of capture the flag (ring) that happens every summer between two rival summer camps that share a lake or something.

Like, basic rules: Each camp designates one camper to be the Ring Bearer. They must keep the ring on them at all times. They cannot pass the ring off to another camper, except under special circumstances, or to a councilor. Their job is to find a way to get the ring to the other camp and put it in the designated place without getting caught or losing the ring. If they succeed by the end of camp, they win! If the other camp steals the ring and gets it to their rival's designated spot then they win. Rival camp councelors are allowed to take the ring if they can get it away from the bearer, but it must be given to their own team's Ring Bearer. Secrecy is often the key to success in this matter.

And now the cast:

Frodo, Sam, Merey, and Pippin: four new campers this year. They all grew up on stories of from Uncle Bilbo about his fun times at camp, and now they're old enough to go and super ready for their first time at camp! Frodo gets designated Ring Bearer (definitely not a rigged choice)

Gandalf: Nobody's quite sure if he owns the camp or he's like the Head Councilor. Sometimes he's actively engaged in camp activities, other times he's off doing Old Man Shit. Very frequently can be found chilling with Bilbo as they watch the game unfold

Aragorn: he's one of the camp legacy kids. Been coming every summer since he was little (his sorta-dad works there) and now that he's old enough he's become one of the Junior Councilors. Aka the almost-adult they trust to run the kids around and supervise them in the woods and during Ring Shenanigans

Boromir and Faramir: their first summer at camp. Boromir's Aragorn's age and also a Junior Councilor. For whatever reason he's got beef with Aragorn and totally deals woth it in a healthy way. Faramir's just under the age cut off for Camper vs Councilor. (He didn't even want to come but their dad said he had to) and he spends most of his time chilling with the other guys around his age and also at the stables.

Legolas: sent here because his dad thought a summer away from home would be good for him and also he should see his cousin (arwen) more and his paperwork was half-done (a d daddy's off to europe for a month byeeeee) so nobody's quite sure how old he is, so sometimes they think he's a camper and other times he's a junior councilor and he just kind of rolls with it off the vibes of the day. (So he's definitely not telling his birth date)

Gimli: an older camper, but his first time at camp. For some reason he immediately imprints on the four teenies (the hobbits) and decides he's just gonna tag along with their group during camp. Couldn't possibly be because Aragorn and Boromir are their councilors and Legolas tags along after Aragorn.

(The chaos in this camp drives Elrond Bananas, but Gandalf just kinda shrugs and always counters with 'the kids are having fun. There's no harm in it')

Arwen and Eowyn: its not a co-ed camp, but their dads are both staff members so guess where they're spending their summers. As the only two girls, they became friends out of necessity. Elrond maybe actually owns the camp? He's at keast the guy keeping things organized and moving. Eowyn's uncle owns/runs the stables, so she's most often found working there. Her brother and cousin do most of the riding lessons for the campers and she's often left out. (The adults tend to turn a blind eye when Goold Old Dernhelm, who's definitely been a camper since day one, shows up to activities)

Other folks from the story probably have various filler rolls. Generally vibing with the idea that leaders/kings/queens are the Adults TM and actual Camp Councilors and Staff.

Galadriel is probably camp nurse. Her office is the one air conditioned building in camp, and yeah getting hurt or severely dehydrated sucks, but spending a time in the Lothlorien Cabin is just So Rejuvenating.

Meanwhile in the other camp... Camp Mordor:

Sauron: there's no ambiguity here he owns the camp, he runs the camp, he's in charge. Though he's not above using underlings to get most of the work done

Saruman: he thinks he's second in commant, and generally Sauron lets him be, because he can't be arsed to micromanage every camp group's activities. There's some feud between him and Gandalf that's honestly funny to watch. Takes the Ring Games almost as seriously as Sauron.

The orcs: generally they're the campers in Camp Mordor. Some of the older ones might be in the role of Junior Councilors, but they're all the kids who are going to do most of the work during the Ring Games.

The Nazgul: theyre the adult camp councilors. Easily identified by their uniform shirts, which are black (and honestly the worst choice for a summer where it can often reach 90 in the shade). They take their ditues very seriously. Most of them are legacy campers who eventually aged into councilors as they got older.

Oh my god i nearly forgot Gollum/Smeagol!

Genuinely nobody is sure where this poor kid came from. He might just be some wild kid living in the woods. Nobody claims his as a camper. But also, they're not gonna let some (possibly homeless) dirty child starve, and Bilbo ends up feeling really bad for the poor thing whenever he wanders into camp. So they feed him and let him join in on camp activities when he's around. He's extremely shy of the adults and often doesn't let them see or catch him (they barely got his name from him and nobody's sure if Gollum is a self-appointed nickname or not). Nobody is convinced that he's not really a secret agent for the Other Side. He seems to have an unhealthy obsession with the ring and has been known to steal it from the ring bearers in both sides and run off into the woods to hide with it (Aragorn's usually the one who tracks him to his hidey hole)

Also, Bilbo's just like a financier or something. Not camp staff, but friends with Gandalf and he just spends his summer also watching the Ring Games (rumor is he started the first ever Ring Game when he was a boy at camp). Often found enjoying the comforts of Not Being a Camper and doing Old Man Shit with Gandalf.

[paper-star-ships]

Do y'all have workout playlists?? If so gimme

[patrickispinky]

okay so like….. i just started my period and im horny like a MFFFFFFFFFFFFF can you possibly do freaky ahh headcannons for zed necrodopolis…. gulp

Freaky ahh headcanons Zed addition

Zed Necrodopolis x Afab!Reader

Warnings: Smut ovi. Monster and Human Sex. Whatever the fuck you would consider Half Human half bunny and Zombie sex. (Honestly how the fuck am I supposed to explain that?) Some angst sprinkled in there cus babes got trauma. Zed being a lovable idiot. Rough Sex. Zombieing out. Public Sex. Period sex, so mention of blood. Cunnilingus, both regular and while on period. Heat Cycle. Biting.

(A/n: I randomly added in a little bit of Bunny!Hybrid!Reader cus why not? 🤷🏼‍♀ This was written at 5am off of way to much caffeine so yeah. I got freaky with this one.)

Human Reader

I fear Zed is a gentle giant. He'd be scared of hurting you especially because of how he's been treated his whole life. Sometimes he's not only scared he's gonna hurt you but that if he does he'd finally have to see himself as what everyone else sees him as, a monster.

Soft slow strokes, he likes to saver the moment. His hands gently running up and down your body, trying to memorize every part of you as he whispers in your ear, praise after praise falling from his lips between deep groans.

With that being said if he zombies out his gentle-ness fly's out the fucking window. I'm talking clothes ripped off, bending you over anything around him, whether that's a desk, table, window seal, counter, honestly anything you can imagine, you're getting bent over and he's going to town. if there's nothing around you then you're going on the ground or he's holding you up against a wall. He doesn't care who's around he just needs you.

I feel like he bites when he zombies out but I don't really know how it works. Would that turn you? Not really sure but in my little imaginary world it doesn't.

Again going into my Patricks imaginary world I feel like zombies have heat cycles. Does this exactly make sense? No. Do I care? Also no. Just fucking feral Zed having the need to breed. This is where I feel the biting comes into play too. Pure primal instincts similar to when he Zombies out but he has absolutely no control over it aka Z-Band doesn't work.

He's an eater, I say this about everyone but like HEAR ME OUT- He doesn't care when or where you want it you got it. Period and all he's on his fucking knees for you. Baby's not scared of blood.

On the same topic period sex with him would be IMMACULATE. You want it nice and slow? he'd give it to you, no questions asked. Rough and fast? Don't have to tell him twice. Diving right in.

Bunny!Hybrid!Reader

Ahem, HEAT HEAT HEAT HEAT.

This is where my imagination goes everytime I think of Zed.

His adorable little bunny, sweet and innocent. He just wants to destroy you in all the right ways.

When your heat cycle comes he has no problem helping you out. Infact he waits for it every year just so he has an excuse to breed you.

Love's holding onto your ears while he hits it from the back. They'd be so sensitive and sore after so he'd gently massage them.

(okay I'm done. Goodnight y'all, ignore my freaky-ness)

[ilovechuuy4]

꧁Embarrassing things that happened in bed꧂

Chuuya Headcanons + Scenario

warnings; Minor descriptions of s3xual actions, ejaculation w/o penetration. Not rlly proof read.

A/N: GUYS I'M SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING A LOT IDK WHAT'S UP WITH ME I GOT NO MOTIVATION BUT I'M GOING TO TRY TO GET A REQUEST OUT ON THE 28TH DON'T THINK I FORGOT BOUT U GUYS

Headcanons↘︎

• While making out, the first kiss would always make you burst out laughing so it takes the two of y'all at least 10 tries to actually start making out.

• Once you went down on Chuuya and he was feeling it TOO much and almost suffocated you(he apologized profusely after)

• He's definitely broke the bed while having sex with you(using his ability to reach deeper points) but it didn't stop him from continuing.

• Y'all have done it in his office and Kōyō had walked in on yall before scolding the two of y'all.

• Chuuya had gotten leg cramps once and you had offered to ride him the rest of the time.

• Blasting music in a private residence (like a hotel, say PM went on vacation) just to have sex with reader and yet the both of you were still audible.

• For getting to close the blinds/window and a neighbor hears/sees.

• Chuuya finishing whilst y'all are making out before penetration(After a long mission)

Scenario↘︎

Oh god, how long that mission was. You and Chuuya we're assigned a mission last minute and nobody was particularly "up for it" or in other words, you two were the only ones at work at the ripe time of 1 in the morning. It wasn't even a fun mission, it was one of this long dragged out mission. But at last, you and the ginger haired man finally arrived home at the time of 5am.

Once y'all enter the house, your thoughts began to roam of the images of Chuuya's body stiff clearly full arousal during the mission and you had to admit, it made you feel some sort of way. Chuuya glances over, slowly walking to you before embracing you from behind. The bulge in his pants was prominent against your body as he slowly suckled and nipped at your neck.

Soft whines and gasps escape your mouth, head thrown back against the others shoulder. "Mh-mhm~ Chuuya. The whimpers escaping your mouth and before you knew it, your back was pressed firmly against the closest wall. "Fuck, darlin'. I couldn't help myself. You just looked so damn pretty during the mission." This confession made your face blush a deep, wine red as you simply glance away slightly, god how you loved this man.

You felt the other cup your cheek and pull you in for a kiss which you greatfully accepted. Your hands gently cup his neck one thumb rubbing up and down his jaw line. You could practically feel the need radiating off of Chuuya as his tongue pushed passed your lips to explore the caverns of your mouth that he so desperately wanted to explore. You allowed it, yall's tongues danced in a harmony of passion and intimacy and before long, the ginger was getting touchy.

His hands found your rear, gripping it firmly as his tongue is plunged into your mouth tangled around your own. Your couldn't help but let you soft whimpers as you had to slowly pull away, panting. "Ha, sorry it was just, a lot." You murmur, taking deep breathes but when you look at your boyfriend his face is a bright red. You cock a slight eyebrow in curiosity.

"What's wrong?" You asked which made Chuuya look away, he seemed, embarrassed? "I- uhm." He stamppered over his own words, his hands gripping onto your waist as of now. "I'm nintey-nine percent sure I just you know. Came." Chuuya said before burying his face into your neck. You hadn't ever seen him in such an embarrassing state but you couldn't deny that it was kinda fun.

"You came? From making out with me?" You scoffed playfully glancing down and indeed, his pants were well, soaked to say the least. A red hue rose to your cheeks before speaking once more. "Maybe uh, maybe we should take this to the bedroom?" And once you suggested that the man in front of you lit up like a lightbulb, scooping you up in his arms with a chuckle. "I'd never deny such an offer, doll."

[m1guelsgf]

done for the night ii

axel kovacevic x reader

hello all! i hope u all like this part!! took me a little longer bc of finals. it's 5am and i need to sleep. lmk if i should start a pt.3 bc i do have tons of ideas and also for seperate oneshots and other fics for axel

canon divergence in this one :p

my requests are open! please send me some for any of the ck characters (but esp axel) but you can also just yap to me, i love to yap. been thinking about writing for kwon...

that's it from me! thx for reading <3

taglist:

@munson-mayhem @angieslove06 @arywry @karmaswitch @thisistherealmekitty

miguel and johnny returned with kenny the next afternoon. devon confessed to what happened in the woods and gave kenny her spot. kenny forgave her. sensei's seemed to be working well together. everything seemed like it was on the up and up. until...

"what do you think about kenny?" demitri came up to you with a curious expression, eli trailing not too far behind. kenny was sitting in a corner with devon, the both of them laughing and talking.

"kenny? i'm glad he's here." you responded from your spot at the mirror. you were doing your makeup, wondering why everyone had to meet in the girls room every time before matches. "he's gonna do great." you liked kenny, he was a cool kid and a great fighter. you had no doubt he would rise to the occasion.

"see, man." eli tapped demitris arm. "you're being paranoid."

"i'm not. he's gonna screw us." demitri raised his hands. "showing up the same time as silver? bad omen."

"you're being dramatic, mit." lately, if it wasn't one thing with demitri, it was another. he spent the rest of last night venting to you about the yasmin ordeal and you wanted to tell him he was in the wrong but you didn't want to argue with a debate champion. you were choosing your battles but it was hard because battles kept coming left and right.

"yeah, we shouldn't be jumping to conclusions." sam agreed from besides you. "he came all this way to help us."

"i'm not saying it's happened yet but we know that silvers gonna cheat. the only question is how?" demitri shot kenny a look.

"i'm gonna go over the numbers devon gave me with our sensei's." you got up and left the room with no plans on meeting with the sensei's unless you crossed paths. you just needed some air. between dojo drama and axel, you were feeling overwhelmed. you wanted to talk to him and ask him why he left so abrubtly after you kissed, but you also felt wrong mingling with a rival dojo. if any of the miyagi do's saw you talking to him they would definitely get the wrong idea. or the right idea, seeing as your first conversation with axel resulted in a kiss.

there was two hours until the next match. enough time to go for a walk on the beach to clear your head so you could fully support your teammates. before the doors to the elevator could shut, a hand stopped them. axel walked in, looking at his phone. his tall frame immediately stiffened when he saw your face.

"hey, axel." you started, knowing he wouldn't make the first move to speak. he nodded in acknowledgment. "it's good to see you."

"it is?" he looked at you, a crease between his brows. your reaction to his kiss last night made him think you wanted nothing to do with him.

you nodded. "yeah. it's always good to see you. where are you going?"

"needed some air." he sighed out in response.

"me too. everything is a little too much in there." you thought back to robby and tory, demitri and eli, kenny, and your sensei's.

"same." between sensei wolf, zara, and you, axel was stressed. he knew he would do good but he was half a second behind, his precision faltering in his performance at practice in the early hours of the morning. sensei wolf, of course, did not let it slide.

the two of you stood in silence until the doors opened. the both of you exited and fell into a nice, silent walk together. you didn't even need to speak to one another. it was comfortable.

you walked down to the beach and there was more people during the day than at night. you managed to find a spot to sit and he sat next to you. looking out at the ocean, you put your attention on the sound of the people walking by and talking, the ocean, and music coming from the bars in the background. however, even with all the noise, you couldn't drown out your thoughts. you didn't even have to fight but you could feel that your team wasn't on the same page. you could feel a loss coming if they didn't get it together. they needed to trust

each other again but it would never be that easy. on top of that, you felt as if your choice of new friends could make things worse if they were to find out. you were torn, wanting to be there with your friends for an important moment in all of their lives but also to disappear into the background of barcelona with axel. why did he have to be on the opposing team? why couldn't it be simple?

axel, on the other hand, was only able to think about you. he already knew how to deal with pressure. he knew what his body could and couldn't do. he knew the ways sensei wolf would push him. he had been trained for this. his life was his sport and maybe that was the problem. he was never allowed any time to let anyone into his life. he was the best in karate and nothing else and you still saw him. not just the talented fighter, you saw axel. and you wanted him. he wasn't going to just let you go like that. he knew it wouldn't be that easy but he never backed down from a challenge.

bracing himself for the possibility of rejection, he cleared his throat. "do you want to get dinner tonight?" axel asked, finally turning to look at you.

"tonight?" he nodded. "yeah, i would love to." you nodded, blush creeping onto your face. "we should probably head back."

"no." axel grabbed your hand. it wasn't forceful, but gentle and assertive all at once. your stomach did a somersault. "let's sit for a little while more, yeah?"

"okay." he didn't let your hand go and you didn't make a move to let go either. it was nice, being able to just sit with him by the beach and melt into all the people coming and going. it felt natural, like you were meant to be here in this moment with axel.

axel wasn't used to this kind of softness in his life. he was built on routine and structure. his life had always been goal oriented. rarely did he have moments to just sit and think. a couple serene minutes went by and your phone started ringing.

"miguel d. is calling"

"sorry, i have to take this." you stood up and answered your phone. "hey."

"where are you? there's only an hour until the next event."

"i went for a walk to clear my head, i'll be back soon."

"okay, because i could really use some support. everyone's focus is all over the place. it's like they don't care if we lose." miguel sighed into the phone. your heart skipped a beat. here you were with your attention on axel.

"i know, they're gonna exhaust themselves fighting each other before they get to the mat."

"yeah." miguel laughed a little. "i wish you had chosen to compete for a spot. it would have been nice to have you and sam on my side. we're outnumbered."

"it's gonna be okay. it will get worked out."

"i hope so."

you looked back at axel. "i'll be back soon, okay?"

"okay."

you hung up the phone and gave axel a tight lipped smile. "i have to go."

"what about tonight?" he stood up, taking a step towards you.

"i'll see you at nine." you waved goodbye, leaving him standing there in the sand. axel looked forward to getting his matches out of the way and being able to properly take you out.

***

axel was good at shutting down his emotions. emotions didn't help his karate. precision and discipline were all he needed on the mat. still, he couldn't help the jealousy that plucked his heartstrings when he saw you and miguel talking. the way you looked at him, you made him seem incredibly important to you. the way you were smiling and laughing, blocking the playful jabs he sent your way. axel wished it were him.

"sam, come get your kid." you managed to jab miguel in the stomach after his playful assault.

"ow!" miguel dramatically threw his arms up.

"that's what you get." sam laughed and he placed an arm around her shoulder, pressing a kiss to the side of her head which axel did not see.

the matches began and you couldn't help but be immersed in axel's fights. he was doing amazing, as usual. he was lazer focused and no one stood in his way. he was untouchable. you were glad you weren't fighting, or else you would be majorly distracted by the way he would shoot a look at you after every point he gained. you just couldn't look away from him. he was magnetic.

once miyagi do faced their first opponent, furia de pantera, you felt all the anxiety of the day rushing back up.

demitri stubbornly and stupidly refused to tag in eli which resulted in the panthers landing the first point. sam managed to land a point on their female captain but eli refused to tag in kenny and tagged sam again. she managed to hold her own for a while, blocking and countering every strike. they weren't letting her tag out because they could tell she was getting tired keeping up her defense. almost all the panthers got a turn with sam, all of them incredibly quick and strong. diego, or "spanish hawk" as demitri called him, getting the last round. he blocked another of sam's kicks and swept her standing leg. sam fell to the floor with a shout. she fell on her ankle at an excruciating angle. the entire arena could hear a loud pop as she hit the ground. you grimaced at the sound of her cry in agony. the spanish team all looked at each other with concern and diego was apologizing profusely as the referee ushered him away.

"sam!" miguel rushed to sams side as she held her ankle in the center of the mat, rolling around in pain.

"medic! we need a medic!" daniel larusso rushed to sam's other side, frantically trying to help.

back in the locker room, the medic was putting a brace on sams ankle. "we managed to get the swelling down but you need to stay off of it for the next few days so it can heal."

"so does that mean...?" sam asked, eyes already teary because she knew what was coming.

"you're not gonna be able to finish competing." the medic and daniel talked for a minute before she left. sam was holding miguels hand, resting her head on a pillow while letting silent tears stream down her face.

"refs said it was an automatic forfeit. we can still fight the next match in 30 minutes." johnny came back in the room. "automatic forfeit. bullshit."

"she's not gonna be fine in 30 minutes johnny. medic said she can't fight." daniel said pointedly.

"well, we have to do something. we need a female captain to continue." johnny shot back. everyone was exchanging worried glances between each other and then they all turned to look at you.

you looked around you, to make sure you weren't imagining things. "me?"

"yeah, you." johnny nodded. "you got 3rd place at the all valley. doesn't get much better than that."

"you all know i don't fight anymore right? i haven't trained since the all valley. it's been months. what about devon?" you quickly tried to defend yourself.

"believe me, i'd love to but you're the better option for captain. if you had fought me in the woods you would have kicked my ass." devon smiled at you, encouraging you to take the spot but you felt anything but encouraged. your heart was racing, threatening to jump out of your chest.

"i can fight." sam said from her place on the bed while trying to get up. her face contorted in pain as she tried to move her injured foot.

"woah, woah. stop. no offense babe, but if you fight you're just gonna get us all eliminated. i wanted to see you on that podium, but it just wasn't your time." miguel kissed the top of her head and sam could only squeeze her eyes shut and say goodbye to her dream.

"so what's it gonna be? you gonna let all your friends down just because you're scared." johnny questioned you.

"i'm not scared."

"then what?"

you took a deep breath and looked at everyone. robby and miguel both had the same puppy dog expression that made it incredibly hard to say no. devon and kenny both nodded at you in approval. hawk shot you a pleading look. it was all too much again. "i need a minute."

without another word, you quickly walked out of the locker room and into the arena. competitors walked past you, not paying you any mind. you were no one to them. you felt invisible again. your mind didn't stop racing though. you didn't know if you were ready to compete for the world championship of karate. you also didn't know if you could let your friends down like that. you walked aimlessly for a minute before someone tugged you into an obscure corner.

you fight instict kicked in, being incredibly anxious, so you did the first thing you could. you swung your fist right into their face.

"ow." a familiar voice answered the punch. "it's me." axel held his cheek with one hand, rubbing the spot where you hit him.

"axel! i'm so sorry!" you immediately rose your hand to touch his face, gentle this time around. "i didn't mean to hurt you."

"it was a good punch." axel was smiling, trying to make you feel better about it. "but i've had worse."

you frowned, knowing what he was referring to. "i'm still sorry."

"it's okay. where are you going?"

"nowhere."

axel looked at you. he could tell something was off. your responses were quick and breathless. "are you okay?"

you nodded instinctively. "yeah. yeah. yes. i'm good."

"are you sure?" he felt a wall coming up between the two of you and he didn't like it. "you can talk to me."

you let out a little sigh, trying to relax as much as possible with him. you didn't know whether you could trust him or not with him being on silver's team and you felt a lump in your throat preventing you from being honest. "yeah. i saw your matches. you were amazing." you were as honest as you could be. he was killing it.

"thanks." axel looked you up and down, noticing your tense body language. your arms were crossed and your foot anxiously tapped the ground.

"how do you do it?"

"what?"

"how do you stay undefeated?"

axel looked at you, curious as to where this was coming from. "i train hard. i stay focused. i use my strengths and know my opponent's weakness. i only ever lost once. never again." you were nodding along as he spoke. "why?"

you inhaled sharply. you wanted to tell him. "it's complicated. i'm-"

"she's gotta be around here somewhere." robby's voice was faint but distinct.

"i wish find my phone was a little more precise." miguels voice approached closer.

"those are my friends, i gotta go." you gave him an apologetic look. "i'll see you tonight."

you left axel, once again, and immediately faced miguel and robby. "hey, so i know this isn't ideal-" robby started, already preparing a speech in his head to try to convince you.

"i'll fight." you cut him off.

"what?" the two asked, equally confused at your turnaround.

"i'll fight. i just need a gi. and some training." you looked at the time on your phone. "match starts in like 20 minutes right?"

they nodded and very quickly ushered you back into the locker room. "she's gonna fight." robby announced, and everyone's eyes lit up.

daniel larusso smiled, proud of your decision. "you can handle this." he spoke as he tied the headband around your head.

"now go get dressed, our captain's gonna help bring you up to speed." johnny placed a hand on robby's shoulder, giving you an encouraging nod.

"sam..." you started and she immediately stopped you.

"it's okay. i trust you. we all do." sam gave you a supportive smile and nod.

the miyagi do insignia on the back of your gi has meant many different things for you at many different parts of your life. this time it meant redemption, to finally fight for the right reasons.

robby and your sensei's did the best they could to prepare you for the match, stressing defense and not letting them land a point on you. don't do anything too risky. you could leave it up to your team, at least in this one, to score the points.

stepping out onto the mat was even more intimidating than you thought it would be. you were no longer a spectator. you were an enemy. more than that, you were a spectacle. a shiny new toy. you felt eyes on you from every angle, terry silver smiled at you. kreese eyed you curiously. tory looked at you in disbelief. she couldn't believe that she might have to face you for the first time since the all valley where she's not even sure she really won any of her matches.

"replacing samantha larusso as captain for the miyagi do team is y/n l/n." the announcer did his job, making your name sound incredibly grand next to all of these excellent fighters.

then there was axel.

he was staring at you, as per usual, but with surprise in his eyes. your gaze softened. the most you could do was give him a discreet nod of acknowledgment and face the two fighters in the center.

miguel started the match this time around. it was miyagi do v. redentores. he was doing great, just unable to break his opponent's defense. he glanced over his shoulder and looked at you, tagging you in. "you got this."

your adrenaline carried you as you bounced on your toes, waiting for your opponent to strike. he looked you up and down, scoffed, and then started attacking.

you were agile, jumping nearly 6 feet in the air when he tried to sweep your leg. you landed on your feet. "ais!" you shouted, throwing a fast combination of punches and kicks that your opponent dodged. you backed him into a corner until he tagged another girl on his team. she was mainly kicking, using her legs more than any other part of her body. you saw an opening and took it, blocking her next kick with one arm and then sweeping her leg from beneath her, axe kicking her while she was on the floor.

"point!"

"let's go." you ran over to robby, tagging him in. "it's time."

"come on, captain." miguel clapped his hands together and watched the scene fold out in front of him.

he very easily got the second point but his last opponent was simply too quick for him to land a point on.

"robby, tag me!" kenny called out.

"no, me!" hawk said in return.

"tag me."

"do not tag him!"

robby was able to take a breath and centered himself before tagging in kenny. it was amazing, but not surprising, that kenny won the winning point. while on top of your shoulders, he flipped off terry silver and your heart swelled with pride. of course, you had your own beef with terry (who wouldn't after he made you break wooden boards that were so thick that it drew blood and wrecked your hands) but kenny finally stuck it to him. kenny was free from the intimidation and cruelty that is terry silver.

across the room, even in the embrace of your team and sensei's, you felt the familiar sensation of being watched. of course, it was axel and for once he looked happy in the arena, not just determined. you smiled back in his direction before you had to leave the mat.

"y/n, that was awesome." devon came rushing to your side. "i almost forgot that you can jump that high."

"more of that." johnny fist bumped you as miguel grabbed your shoulders and gently shook you. when he let go, you noticed axel walking right in your direction. he wasn't even looking at you. he walked directly into miguel with his shoulder, making miguel stumble, and then past you guys like nothing.

"what the hell was that?" miguel said, very confused and annoyed. he thought he had been imagining the death stares that the iron dragon leader had been shooting him from across the mat all day. the two hadn't even faced each other yet. he couldn't think of a single reason why the guy wouldn't like him.

"i don't know." you looked back at axel who was staring at you and miguel. you shot him a questioning look before turning back around but axel watched you go.

there was only 5 minutes until the tie breaker with cobra kai. after an emotional pep talk and a quick talk with your sensei's on areas of improvement, you were ready. you were even excited. your confidence was steadily rising and your team was more in sync than ever. you were ready.

"nervous?" miguel asked approaching you

at the edge of the mat.

"not scared though."

he laughed a little. "you know, when i first met you, this is the last place i thought we would end up."

"yeah, me too. i didn't think the annoying, scrawny, little kid would be one of the best fighters in the world. never seen that one coming." you teased and he rolled his eyes.

"yeah, yeah, yeah. i didn't think ugly betty would be my best friend, fighting by my side in the world tournament of karate." he referred to the era before you got contacts where you wore unflattering glasses and had no sense of style.

you smiled. "oh shut up..."

"you know, i'm really happy we became friends."

"me too, miggy."

he draped an arm around your shoulder. "best chance i ever took."

you rolled your eyes and shoved miguel away from you. "you were the most risky chance i ever took. being your friend put a target on my back."

miguel rose his arms in defense. "hey, hey. let's not bring up the past now. remember when your friends broke into my girlfriends house-"

"better to leave the past in the past." you laughed a little. "thank you, miguel. none of us would be here if it wasn't for you." you looked down at your hands. "i wanna apologize-"

"don't." he stopped you. "you apologize like every month. i already forgave you for everything, even before you came back to the our side. you're a major reason we all made it here. i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you. you don't have to keep apologizing.

you did your time."

you remembered meeting miguel when he moved in next door and encouraging miguel to take the karate classes. it felt like yesterday for the both of you. miguel's your best friend. nothing more, nothing less. you had been through a lot together. you're grateful he was able to forgive you. you knew the two of you would be friends for a long, long time. without another word, you hugged miguel tightly. he hugged you back just as tight. "our match is about to start."

from afar, axel watched the interaction with a broken heart. of course, you were in love with your best friend. he never stood a chance against miguel, the guy who completely changed your life. seeing you in miguel's arms put a pit in axels stomach, one that threatened to swallow him whole. if he was fighting, someone might actually be able to land a point on him. he never felt this before and he didn't know how to stop it.

the last match was incredibly close but miyagi do won. robby took the win for you for you guys in his last fight against kwon. you don't know what exactly happened but he honed in on all his skills, letting go of whatever was keeping him from performing at his peak. he kicked kwon's ass and everyone was proud of him. your sensei's even let the team hit the streets for the night as long as you all got enough sleep and you didn't do anything they wouldn't do (terrible words to come out of johnny lawrence's mouth).

"you guys seriously aren't going out tonight?" you stood up from your vanity, finished getting ready. it was 8:45pm. miguel was sitting on sam's bed next to sam while devon was in your shared bed.

"nah, it's gonna be a chill night in." miguel rested his head on sam's shoulder. her crutches rested on the wall besides them.

"kinda disappointed we didn't get to see more of barcelona." sam frowned.

"me too."

"i think you two should go out." you said, looking over your shoulder as you grabbed the door handle. "you can always meet us at the bar. come on devon."

you waved devon over and she followed you out of the room. once in the elevator you sighed. "okay. you remember the plan right?"

"i go to the bar with the team and tell them that you're training. if i get back before you do, i tell sam the same thing." devon nodded.

"i really appreciate you doing this for me, dev."

"of course. so are you really not gonna tell me who it is? is it kwon? i saw you two talking at the bar." devon asked, eyes wide and full of a youthful curiosity.

"it's not kwon. ew." you laughed. "when i do decide to tell everyone, you'll be the first. i still need to test the waters. see if i can trust him, you know?" you replied, looking at the time on your phone. you hated to group axel in with silver but he was the captain of silver's team. you felt like you couldn't be sure about his intentions with you and you hated it. he's been nothing but sweet to you.

"okay." devon accepted. "just call us if anything goes wrong and it's a sneak attack."

"i don't think it is, but i know you guys will come running if i need you." you smiled warmly at her. "thank you, again."

"anytime. plus i know you'll have my back when i'm off doing secret boyfriend things."

the elevator doors opened and you stepped out. "be safe okay?"

"okay." you nodded and watched the elevator close, devon going back up to the boys room.

as if on queue, the neighboring elevators doors opened and axel emerged. he was immediately drawn towards you. you had on plenty of shiny jewelry but he was drawn to your eyes the most. you captivated him. he almost forgot the scene he witnessed in the arena where you and miguel couldn't get your hands off of each other. almost. he still had his guard up, especially now after your surprise entry into the sekai tekai. he needed to know if he could trust you. "i didn't think you were coming since..." he trailed off.

"because i'm captain now?" you asked and he nodded. you looked around. "we're not in the arena anymore. we're done for the night." you gave him a reassuring smile. "you look great." you took his hand that was outstretched to you. he was wearing a white knit longsleeve and brown pants, black belt with a silver buckle and black chuck taylors. it was nice to see his personal style and how it compared to the vibe he gave off in the arena.

"you too. let's go?" he asked and you nodded, walking out of the hotel. you started walking in the direction of the beach district but axel stopped, keeping you in place.

"what are you doing?"

"this is a date. you think i would let you walk?" axel asked, amused at your confusion. a taxi pulled up and he opened the door for you. "after you."

you were caught off guard. "thank you." you got in the taxi, axel coming in next to you. you had somewhat limited dating experience. you dated eli before he broke up with you to date moon and you dated robby for a few weeks after he got out of juvie before he started showing interest in tory. it was like every guy you dated eventually left you for another girl but axel was focused on you. you felt small under his gaze. you never had someone pay so much attention to you.

"don't thank me. it's the least i can do." he squeezed your hand and you smiled at him, resting your head on his shoulder. axel couldn't help but lean into your affection. he also couldn't help but worry what your intentions were. were you and miguel trying to get in his head with a sick joke? was any of it sincere? he pushed the thoughts away as best as he could and kept you close as the ride went on.

axel paid the driver as you guys left the taxi. you were in front of a restaurant and bar that your friends passed on last night in favor of the tapas bar. this one was definitely more low key and atmospheric. the lights were dim purple and blue and the music was a soft instrumental. axel did all the talking, speaking spaniard spanish, which you weren't expecting at all.

you two were led to a table in the corner, by a window with a good view of the street. it was a truly romantic setting, with roses in the center and two candles illuminating your table. you two were silent for the first minutes, enjoying the music and exchanging glances and smiles after ordering food and drinks.

"we should start talking right?" you sighed. "one of the main reasons i like being with you is that we don't need to talk, but we have to get to know each other at some point. right?"

"right." axel nodded, thinking of what he could say. "that was a nice point you got on nichols. you can jump really high. maybe even world record." he tried to keep it light.

"thanks." you turned red under his compliments as you bit your lip. "is it okay if we don't talk about karate right now?" axel froze. martial arts were his whole life. what else could he talk about? you could tell he wasn't ready for that so you decided to try and break the ice. "have you ever been here before?" you asked.

"once, on my last trip to spain. me and zara came here after a... tournament." axel smiled sheepishly, mentioning karate after you asked him not to.

"are you and zara close?"

"not really."

"how come?"

"competition. in our dojo, there can only be one number one. in the tournament, we can work together because we both want to win, but outside of the tournament we don't even really talk." you hated to admit it to yourself but hearing that was a relief. you didn't know what you would have done if they were a thing. "sorry, you don't want to talk about karate."

"no, i'm sorry. it was kind of unfair to ask. i mean we're competing in the world tournament of karate." you laughed at yourself a little. you were nervous but you could also tell he was nervous as well.

"okay, why did you take the captain spot?"

now it was your turn to freeze up. "i know larusso got hurt, but why you?" you tilted your head to the side a bit. "not like that! that was rude i didn't mean why you, i meant-"

"i know." it was the most you ever seen him talk at once and you almost didn't want to stop him. "i stopped fighting a few months ago. i lost a tournament. 3rd place. i tried to stay out of all the drama. i dedicated myself to school. i didn't think i would compete again." you took a deep breath. "i stopped fighting because i hated who i became when i learned how. i have regrets, a lot of them having to do with my teammates. this is my chance to fight for the right reasons. i owe it to them."

the silence weighed heavy. axel took in your words. "don't you owe it to yourself too?" he asked.

before you had a chance to answer, the waiter came over with the water you both asked for. you took a sip from your glass and when you met axel's eyes he was still waiting for your answer. you realized then that axel would never let you avoid or evade anything with him. you admired it. you had the tendency to shut down when it all got to be too much.

"i don't know." you shrugged. "it's complicated."

"sounds like it." axel's foot bumped your under the table. "sorry."

"it's okay." you bumped his foot back and then you two were playing footsie. it felt nice to be giggling with a boy you liked. you felt like a normal girl who could go on a date. you almost forgot what it felt like to relax before meeting axel.

you two recieved your food and about halfway through enjoying it, you froze. "what?" axel asked. he followed your line of sight out of the window until he saw miguel walking up to the entrance of the restaurant. "what's he doing here?" his entire demeanor changed. miguel's entrance made axel completely tense up. you were tense too but once you noticed axel's composure, everything clicked. the constant glares in the arena, his tendency to roar whenever your team was front and center to one of his matches, the shove he gave miguel earlier today. axel was jealous. it was amusing when it finally sank in. axel was jealous of the closest thing you ever got to a brother. you basically saw miguel as a germ and axel thought the two of you were together. the thought of a romance made you wildly uncomfortable because he was literally like your brother. it was like he completely missed any sam and miguel interaction. you noticed him holding open the door for sam but it was like axel was completely missing the big picture again.

"i invited him."

axel's heart dropped. he looked at you and you were smiling. proud of yourself. he felt sick. everything he tried not to think about you was true. you were using him, playing with him. he let himself get carried away with the idea that you could actually like him. "you what?"

"oh yeah, i told him to come. thought you should finally meet him." you pointed over his shoulder and he turned around, seeing miguel and sam kissing while swaying together. "and his girlfriend. sam."

axel went red with embarrassment and he quickly turned back around to face you. he didn't know how he could miss that. the two never left each others side on the mat until she got injured. he was the first one to run to her side when she got hurt. now, rethinking all the interactions that he seen between you and miguel, he may have been reading into some things. he turned back to you, shameful blush all over his face and ears.

"did you really think i was with miguel?" you scrunched your nose like miguel had cooties or something. "he's a brother to me."

"i'm sorry-"

"don't apologize to me, apologize to him." you couldn't help but laugh at the situation. "you're cute when you're jealous, axel." he felt his face burn even hotter. taking his hand in yours, you looked into his eyes. "i promise you can trust me."

he stared into your eyes and he was able to see that you also needed the reassurance. you weren't some master manipulator, you were a girl with stories and he wanted to hear all of them. he wanted to tell you his stories and create new ones with you. "and you can trust me."

at the same time, sam and miguel were seated at a table across the room. miguel's back was turned towards your table but sam had a clear view of the exchange.

the two of you had long forgotten sam and miguel, leaning over the table to kiss.

it was a syrupy sweet, playful kiss. your lips moved in time with the guitar playing in the background. you were giggling, and you could feel his smile against your lips. he gently bit your lip and you gasped, pulling away to peck his lips a few times before trailing your kisses away from his lips. you kissed the side of his mouth, all over his cheek, and over his jawline.

"i like you." you whisper when you get close to his ear.

"i like you too." he leaned into yours. "you wanna go?"

"okay." you nod and he stands up, taking your hand and leading you out of the restaurant.

the two of you spend the rest of the night kissing on the beach, both of you finally able to be yourselves with the other.

sam spends the rest of the night trying to focus on miguel and not the fact that you were macking it with the captain of terry silver's team.

[jezabelle9299]

Morning Sunshine S.R x fem! Reader

Overture- Sleepy Spencer x Morning person fem! Reader. They're sharing a room, and he has no idea how you're so lovely this early.

Cws- Exhaustion

A/N-Wow, before it's even midnight--I'm practically productive. Day 17, I'm very excited. This is shorter, but I do kind of really like this idea.

If you'd like to read the other things I've done this month you can do that here: October Masterlist

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By Day 4 of this practically endless case, morale was at an all time low. The small motel had enough rooms for everyone for the first 3 days of the case, but now it was the weekend and they were nearly packed. And of course Spencer’s luck had him stuck with the woman he couldn’t get out of his head for months now, in some cosmic joke where he’s trapped with quite possibly the love of his life–sleeping four feet away from him in a different bed. 

Of course it wasn’t actually a matter of fate, just a gentle push from JJ.

He stayed behind at the police station until he was sure you’d be asleep, then he muddled back to your shared room thanking every deity he could name that you were fast asleep. Only to thank each of them again at his exhaustion allowing him to just pass out without thinking himself into a panic just by being near you. 

You however were just a little bit overjoyed when Hotch was handing out the second round of room keys. Packing cuter pajamas was no longer an option, but you were still looking forward to Spencer being the last person you saw after this terrible day. If only he was actually there. You honestly assumed he decided to just sleep in Derek’s room to avoid you– a thought that hurt your feelings more than you’d like to admit. 

When Spencer did wake up to the lovely sound of his alarm screaming at him, he opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was you. He knew you were a morning person, but he never expected this. It was barely 5am, and you were bopping around in front of the mirror, headphones on, applying makeup while singing along quietly to yourself. He watched you for a moment, only drawing your attention when he sat up and you caught his reflection.

“Good morning” You looked at him in the mirror, and even though your makeup was only halfway done, he still thought you were utterly gorgeous. His first thought was how beautiful you were, but his exhausted brain couldn’t form a singular other thought yet. But you thought he was adorable, with his hair lovingly disheveled.

“It’s so early.” He knew you had been getting as little sleep as he had, barely 5 hours for 4 days in a row. How on Earth were you awake, up, and nice at this hour?

“You could probably go back to sleep for a few more minutes, we aren’t supposed to meet until 6:30.”

“No it’s ok, I usually like to read and drink my coffee before I have to get back to work. But what are you doing up so early?” He slumped over forwards, burying his face in his hands to rub his eyes. When he finally sat back up, he was reaching around to grab his glasses off the hotel nightstand, and you had to fight to keep from swooning.

“I was going to go get breakfast before we have to meet up with everyone, you can come with me if you want? I saw this place on the way here, it’s only like a block away. You can even bring your book, and I won’t bug you. I know not everyone’s chatty in the morning.”  You turned your attention back to your own reflection, and he hated the assumption that he would just ignore you over breakfast. Even if he hadn’t slept at all, he’d want to talk to you.

“I’ve been told I’m chatty all the time. Well chatty isn’t usually the word used, but that’s the sentiment–I’d love to go to breakfast with you.” 

“I like listening to you talk, for the record. But I’m going to finish up with my makeup while you get ready, ok?” 

“Ok.” He made no move to get ready, only starting to lean back further against the headboard. You had extra time this morning, but not quite that much. 

“That may require getting out of bed.”

“Ok.” He still made no move to get up, and you just laughed. He had to get up eventually, but you’d let him stay there if he felt like it. You could be a few minutes late for the morning briefing.

[frvitypunch]

death wont do love apart

!Sung Jinwoo x Reader !

Summary: where Reader is about to fade away into the depths of the in-between hell and heaven and both of them know, with the reader's time running fast, the reader asks one more thing they could do with Jinwoo.

slow lovemaking, hurt ? not sure

enjoy!

"Jinwoo, If I may, may I ask one last time for you to do something for me?" You said slowly, you were no more than a person that ages and passes, that what you were, and it'll remain like that.

"... Yes, what is it?" He responded after a moment, his guard, usually up slowly crumbled, it was clear that he knew this was your final time before you parted with him. No matter what, you'll be there for him, through his thick and thin, you'll be there even if he cant hold, see, hear or feel you anymore.

"One last time?" You asked, smiling softly as you were waiting for his answer, patiently and calmly.

"One last time." He repeated your words, still continuing to hold you as his lips drifted to meet yours in a slow, steady kiss. He wanted to savour this last moment before he'd have nobody to give him the never ending love, only you could.

He took your clothes off, one by one with a calm pace, his hands roaming around your body as if to remember it one last time, you, as well also took off his clothes one by one with the same pace, his lips drifting away from yours as he kissed you once more but more shortly as his lips once left yours again, his lips pressing gentle kisses on your neck.

After a moment, his lips pulled away with your neck, giving you a glance, asking if he was still allowed to continue deeper down into the depths of his love for you, you nodded in response and he took it as a yes.

"Just go slow, alright? I know we'd both miss each other if it was already over." You spoke to him, his length entering you slowly, you and him done this many times, but it still felt good nonetheless.

"I know, I know, we aren't young and happy to be ignoring that." He said, slowly pulling out his length and pushing it inside you once more at a slow, steady pace as his hips slapped against yours in a slow motion,

"Nh, I know. I just wish that... Mm, that we'd be together alive and forever." You spoke once more, letting slow, yet soft sounds of pleasure as he continued his slow lovemaking, your occasional moans and his occasional groans of pleasure in the room as your climax was slowly getting close.

"I'm mh.. Close, are you too, Jinwoo?" You asked, your occasional sounds of pleasure mixing with your words as he continued thrusting slowly into you in a nice, slow pace.

"Ah, yeah. I'm about to right now." He said a few moments after your words, his eyes closing and his head falling backwards slightly as he came inside, your insides painted white as he slowly pulled out, holding you close.

"Picture with the shadows?" You said a few minutes later when you both cleaned up.

"Yeah." He spoke softly, the shadows appearing as he summoned them all, leading them to the couch as you, Jinwoo, Beru, Igris, and the rest of the shadows posed, the picture clicking and managing to capture the faces of the shadows and you and jinwoo, as the picture that the camera slotted out was medium sized, it was enough for Jinwoo and his shadows.

as the hue of the dark, blue sky dipped even darker, you slept with him one last time, with a parting word.

"When you journey ahead without me, I'll be there to support you, no matter what." and with those last words, you slept, the time was 5am, just the time he woke up, and he saw you, lying peacefully as he, never one to cry, his unshed tears fell down his cheeks, other shadows feeling his sense of sadness as the shadows stood by his side as he continued crying silently, even Beru didn't cry, silently mourning for you as he didn't want to have attention focused on him suddenly when you passed away. even if you had slowly passed, Jinwoo and his shadows wouldn't ever forget you, they wouldn't.

this took me a while but I managed to finish it ! I've thought about this for a while and decided to write it, honestly I don't have much to say here also o_O

headcanons of Choi Jong-in and Sung Jinwoo soon •_-

have a great day / good night!

[emblemxeno]

It's 5am where I am so I'm no doubt gonna regret posting meaningless whining about my favs compared to other characters when I wake up but rn who tf cares

I'm still incensed under the surface about how Byleth gets a better reception than Corrin, and how Corrin specifically is represented in a grand scheme of the FE franchise, mostly with Heroes.

"Corrin gets positions and authority when he doesn't deserve it!" then silence for Byleth when he gets a teaching position, and later either the archbishop spot or outright becomes king of an entire continent.

"Corrin's dragon powers aren't used in the plot enough!" Byleth's powers are only ever plot device fodder, are mechanically indistinct from other FE protag powers before and after him, and have terrible ludonarrative applications.

"Too many people worship Corrin!" About 70% of the cast's morality when defecting from their home (and sometimes partaking in harming it) is dictated by Byleth having enough tea parties with them, after being enrolled in a job he wasn't qualified for

"Corrin's character and personality is bad" Byleth doesn't even have one, he's just a dialogoue choice generator

"Corrin is the worst FE rep in Smash, had the worst trailer, and is representative of FE having imbalanced representation" FE has a clone/Echo fighter problem and consolidating Roy, Lucina and Chrom into Marth as alt skins a la Bowser Jr. would auto fix that controversy given the Smash community's "if I don't see it, it doesn't exist" approach to character slots; there is no universe where a trailer showcasing one of the worst villains in 3H-and the FE series as a whole-is better than even the cringiest lines in Corrin's trailer; there is more unique properties and applications just in Corrin's side special than there is in Byleth's entire kit, which was really a mish-mash of different Smash archetypes, inlcuding ones other FE characters covered. Not to mention the fucking PNG Sothis Final Smash with the embarassing lip flaps, jesus.

Every problem that Corrin is accused of having, Byleth does it worse. Every problem that Byleth gets jabbed with, eventually gets redirected back to Corrin for "starting it."

And it's seen as justified, because why? Well, 3H is a "better" game of course! After all, it's the best selling one! If it sold that much and was so well received that means it must have done everything exponentially better than Fates did! (ignore the fact that Fates was the best selling game in the series before 3H please). Why wouldn't Byleth simply be objectively, immutably better than Corrin in every metric going by this logic?

And, like always, CYL is gonna reaffirm this again for everyone. Cuz why wouldn't Byleth get so many votes last year despite him getting a great Christmas alt just the month before? He deserves it after the female version already won after all! And why wouldn't he win this year when he's guaranteed an Emblem alt in the future, and most likely to be on one of Valentine's, Children, or Wedding banners?

It made sense for the Robins to win one after the other cuz they're cool and awesome and not weak and annoying, so it makes sense for Byleth too!

Why would Corrin get this "it's his turn treatment" when he's not a good character and the female version only won because everyone knows she's just dumb fetish bait 🤪🤪🤪/s

It's just... so infuriatingly transparent. Even Male Alear isn't hit with this quite as hard tbh, because at worst he had half the votes Female Alear did, whereas M!Corrin at best had barely over a third of F!Corrin. And that only fuels my perspective on how M!Corrin, for all his alts, always feels like his presence is treated compulsory and obligated, and F!Corrin is always sold with "she's hot, who cares" in mind.

FE fans made it clear that Corrin's character was hated, so the solution became to sell the Fem one for horny whales, and have the Male one just slightly behind in numbers to keep up the illusion of fairness (while always making him inferior in gameplay).

All that just for Byleth, a non-character, to get every excuse and love from a fandom that hated Corrin for the same issues he has. Crazy.

[girlchillout]

Original Sin: Prologue teaser I guess?

an: SO I have had this idea floating around in my head for a while and finally decided to type some of it out. BUT I haven't written anything for fun in like 10 years so I'm severely out of practice. ALSO NOT proofread and I write at like 5am on zero hours sleep so yeah prepare yourself.

-constructive criticism appreciated tbh

Summary: She had always known Caleb loved MC in a way he could never love her and it hurt. But it didn't hurt as much as the pain she knew she was causing both of them. All of them

After all, she is Patient 000. Professor Lucius' project and Ever's biggest secret. Zero's evol was a tool for control at their disposal. They didn't ask Zero when they needed her to wipe MC's memories. They didn't ask Zero when they needed her to do the same to Caleb's. But they punished her when she failed. And Caleb, well he punished her when he found out.

Warnings: self harm, depression, mental health, violence, blood

“STOP” he screamed hoarsely into the empty room.

The young boy wasn’t screaming at anyone in particular anymore, they had all left him alone now that they were done poking and prodding him. There was no one left for his small little fists to hit, there was no one to claw at, there was no one to hear him beg to stop hurting her. And so he clawed at his own face; he clawed away the endless stream of tears from his eyes leaving raw red marks in their place. He grabbed at his dark hair when the scratches he had been leaving on his face no longer hurt enough to numb the real pain he was feeling. And when that didn’t work either, he slammed his head into the stark white walls of the room enough times to draw blood.

This had become a routine for him now, each time he and the most important person in his life were forced into the facility they would always keep her longer than they kept him. The boy had no idea why they always took longer with her, but every second of not knowing what happened in that room was enough to drive him crazy. Knowing he couldn’t do anything to help her and knowing that she was there alone was enough for him to lose all reason. All he knew was that each time they finally released her, she would no longer remember his name.

“stop” a voice that wasn’t his whispered so quietly it could well have been his mind playing tricks on him. Perhaps he had finally banged his head against the wall too hard. He might have believed he imagined it had a hand not rested between his head and the wall. 

The boy, in the midst of his hysteria whipped his body around to grab the shoulders of the person who had entered the room without him noticing. He knew it wouldn’t be her- it was too early for them to release her and yet he couldn’t help the way his hands fell to his sides with disappointment when his eyes didn’t meet the beautiful brown eyes of the girl he had loved his whole life. 

Exhausted from the pain and no longer fuelled by the hope that she had returned, his body slid down the wall and slumped to the floor. He closed his eyes, dragging a hand over his face waiting for the person to speak first. Instead the room filled with silence, interrupted only by the person awkwardly shifting their body as if in hesitation before he felt them crouch down next to him. Neither of them spoke first as they sat next to each other pressed up against the wall. And when it seemed to the boy that he and this new person would be sitting in silence forever- or at least until the girl he loved was finally released, he felt a hand reach out and tap his arm softly. They boy’s eyes flickered open at the unexpected gentleness of the touch as he angled his body the face the one who had interrupted his descent into madness.

She was just a girl he realised as her small hand held out a green apple towards him.

“Who are you?” the boy asked taking the apple from the hand but not eating it. The girl didn’t look like she could do any harm but he didn’t trust a single soul in the facility.

The girl blinked up at him in response to his question, opening her mouth as if to say something and then slowly closing it. Eyes narrowed, he studied her closely. She looked around his age. The simple white pinafore and blue shirt she was dressed in meant she would have looked at home within the sterile walls of the room they were in, had it not been for the curls of her hair that had escaped the braid they had been forced into. His eyes finally landed on the silver nametag she had attached to her pinafore except where he should have found a name to answer his question- there was simply three zeros.

“Well I’m Caleb” the boy said after a pause. He had witnessed her internal battle and decided that the facility already knew more about him than he knew about himself so telling this random girl his name couldn’t hurt. 

After another pause, Caleb slowly held out his hand for the girl to shake. A smile crept up onto her face at his action as she eagerly took his hand in hers, moving their clasped hands up and down vigorously. 

And despite himself and everything else, Caleb couldn’t help but smile back.

[magical-girl-trucy]

I propose that in the next ace attorney game, they do something they have never done before: They introduce two characters who hadn't previously met on screen, and instead of this being their first meeting, they are already semi-aware of each other.

For example, let's say that we are in Apollo's POV, and we get

???: Hey, I'm Kay Faraday! I'm going to be helping out in this investigation.

Apollo: I'm Apollo Justice, att—

Faraday: Apollo Justice? I know exactly who you are!

Apollo: Really? (Am I finally becoming known for my capabilities in law?)

Faraday: You're that JERK who always woke me up at 5am because you couldn't stop shouting! The entire floor had a party when we heard you moved to another country.

Apollo: (Even in Khura'in, I can't escape being known for yelling...)

Wait a minute, aren't you the woman who broke into my apartment because you got locked out and couldn't wait for the landlord to give you a spare key?

Faraday: Your fault for leaving your window open.

Apollo: I was IN THE OTHER ROOM when you did it!

[barcapix]

could u do anything for Joao Felix🙏🙏

✮ Miles 2 get 2 You - João Felix

João Felix x Fem!Student!Reader

SY: your mood is determined by your boyfriend’s habits, and you find yourself in a depressive state; however when your friends catch on that you’re not doing too good.. he’s one phone call away.

A/N: i have seen your other request ip! & it’s half done but im just struggling to finish it 🥲

Warnings: this is more wordy than how i would usually write (?)

Monday morning.

The worst kind of morning.

It was 9:01am, as you stumbled late into class, tripping over your own shoes as you made your way to your seat. Your body felt like lead as you dragged your way up, vision blurring at the edges of your eyes from sheer exhaustion.

This was your fourth late to Sr. Pieria's class this week, but he meerly glanced your way as if he was unbothered.

Collapsing between Clara and Maria, you let your textbooks crash onto the desk with a thud that made several classmates jump. Your heart felt as heavy as your eyelids, and the fluorescent lights above were piercing daggers into your skull.

Last nights 5am spiral wasn't exactly... ideal.

You’d spent hours worrying about everything: your worth, your relationship with João, and how everything felt like it was falling apart.

Ever since your second trimester began, you’d been pushed from London to Manchester to finalize your Sociology degree. 163 miles apart from João, and now… it felt like he was slipping away.

The last text he ever shot you with was a measly 'goodnight' two days ago - that now flipped into three.

You shiver at the thought.

Why were you still waiting for him to reply?

“Hey y/n, are you okay?” Maria's voice broke you out of your thoughts, shooting you a worried smile."You look like you're gonna pass out. When's the last time you actually slept?"

“Today.” you manage to mutter weakly.

"Your phone light was still on at 3am hon." Clara rubs your shoulder, her touch cool against your burning skin.

"I wouldn't exactly call 2 hours of sleep... sleep."

You glance down, unsure what to say. You had no appetite, no energy to focus and the iron tablets were the only thing keeping you semi-functional.

“Y/n!" your professor booms. "Could you tell me Planck’s equation? We discussed it yesterday.”

Great, yesterday.

You barely remember what you had to eat last night, never-mind a whole 24 hours ago. You stare down at the notebook in-front of you, desperately scrambling through the pages.

A few seconds passed, but it felt like hours, and still—nothing.

There silence in the room seemed to stretch, only the sound of your fingertips gliding through the paper; your cheeks flushing with frustration.

The words on the page suddenly seem to blur, hot floods of water pricking at the brim of your eyes. Your brain was foggy, and the build up of emotions from the last couple days had slowly taken advantage of you - plummeting you into a vunerable void.

You did know the answer. So why couldn't you say it?

“It’s E = hf, sir.” a boy near the front snickers. “Somebody ought to pay attention to the class.”

Your professor sighed, disappointed. “You should of knew that y/n, I expected better from you."

You didn't look up, your face burning with embarrasment.

Maria grimaced, turning your way. "Did you at least eat anything this morning? You’re looking freakishly pale."

"Wow thanks." you sigh and pull your sleeves over your wrists.

The truth?

No you hadn't eaten - hardly any mornings even.

"Y/n, I'm really worried about you," Clara whispered, "You've changed recently, you don't seem like... y/n. Not the one we know."

"No Clara, I'm fine. I just wasn't hungry today alright?" you snap.

She pouts softly still gazing into the side of your face. "Your never hungry babe, do I need to call Joa-"

"No." you say firmly, as a few of your peers glare at the three of you.

"He might be able to help-"

"No." you repeat hushed. "He's busy, there's no point."

The last thing you wanted to do was involve Joao, especially with what was happening.

Maria went to protest, until you cut her off by retorting. "I'm fine. I don't need any help, from anyone."

You let out a sharp breath, scribbling doodles on the corner of your page. You felt bad for snapping at them in such a way, but your life was just a blur.

A blur of not sleeping, running late, failing grades, and a measly 'goodnight' text from your boyfriend 3 days ago to cling onto.

{…}

After the two long hours, the second bell rang for your next class.

You quickly gathered your things into your arms, dizzily stumbling you way along the hallway to Sr. Silva's lecture.

As you pass a nearby window, you briefly glanced at your reflection: dark purple under-eyes, severely dry lips, somewhat messy hair falling over your forehead, with your untucked shirt draping low over your skirt.

God, you did look awful.

"Hey y/n! Wait!"

Clara came jogging from behind, a playful smile gracing her lips.

"What Clara?" you look down at your watch, "I have sociology in like 3 minutes." you grunt, just wanting to be alone.

"Could you just do me a favour? Just run into our dorm and get my lanyard? I think I left it on your dresser by accident." she replies sweetly, the corner of her lips curling.

She hands her the key-card for your room, and you hesitantly accept it whilst hoisting your bag strap further along your shoulder.

"Why cant you get it?"

"I have to just.. sort out my folder. Y'know all the sheets of paper Sr. Silva gives us." she laughs and you blankly stare at her.

The grin on her lips made you suspicious, as she was also bouncing on the heels of her feet - but then again, Clara was always so bubbly in the weirdest situations.

"Alright, fine." you grumble.

"Thanks!" her smile widening. "I'll wait right here for you."

You give the blonde a half-hearted smile before following your usual footsteps back to your room, quickly scanning the card on the handle and clicking the door shut behind you.

The room was cold, with a familar scent wavering through the air. At first you blink, your mind instantly travelling to your boyfriend, who at second thought, wouldn’t travel this far during his schedule.

You took a step further into the room, when your heart froze.

Standing in-front of you, looking as surprised as you felt, was Joao.

"Amor?" he asked softly, standing up. His eyes were searching yours, for something he seemed to endlessly miss.

"João?" you whispered, your voice breaking with each syllable.

The brunette nodded, stepping closer with his arms opening to pull you into his tight embrace. You didn't know what to say, your throat swollen with emotion.

Joao snaked his arms around your neck, his lips on your temple.

"I had to see you," he murmured against your skin. "I couldn't stay away from you for one more second."

You couldn't speak. You just leaned in closer to him with your chin on his shoulder and you clasp your eyes shut as you let unshed tears slide.

"Deus, senti tanto a tau falta." (god i missed you so much)

“I missed you too,” you cry, letting more tears fall.

The weight of the past few days - everything that you were holding back, had melted at his touch.

João's hands slid down to your waist, his thumbs gently brushing away your tears as if he needed to prove to you that he was really there.

"Eu te amo muito, querida." (I love you so much darling)

The bell rung somewhere far away, the floods of students outside sounding so distant, but he held you closer, tighter, with his lips finding yours.

The kiss was soft and feverish, slightly salty with the tears still pooling from your eyes. João cradled your body protectively, rubbing circles to the back of your hair.

"I never want to be away from you again," he ensured, his voice also cracking. "I don't care what happens. We'll make this work."

You felt your knees weaken, threatening to buckle beneath you, but your boyfriend's hold kept you safe.

Clara was probably giggling to Maria somewhere, secretly congratulating themselves on their plan, but you couldn't care less.

Not now, not ever.

Feeling his heartbeat sync with yours, everything else faded away - every worry, every ounce of pain, exhaustion.

For the first time in days, you felt like everything was going to be okay.

[this was rushed forgive me🙏🏼]

[neva2much]

Tired n clingy Satoru

ACTUALLY MY FIRST POST I WROTE THIS FOR NO REASON AT ALL N I JUST WANTED TO SHARE IT.🙏🏼🥹

NOTICE :I'M SORRY IF THERE'S ANY VOCABULARY MISTAKES, ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE

*A weird but cute night with your husband after a long day of training in Jujutsu High*

You let out a shaky breath as you realise that you've woken up, sweating a little bit as you noticed the weight against your waist, the arm of Satoru wrapped tightly around you. You yawn slowly to process all the previous events since this morning, your sore muscles making you sigh....

"..sweetheart?". Your gaze turns to Satoru, your eyes wandering around his long form,looking so tiny as he spooned you, his arm never leaving its grip. He seemed as anxious as you, thought he didn't knew why. And the way your body was shaking didn't help,making him nervous as he imagined all of the things that could've happened. He calls you again,this time impossibly softer "honey?", trying to look at you despite his fatigue. You softly chuckle and turn around to face him,his eyes filled with nothing but admiration as he was finally able to see your pretty...no, beautiful face. He involontarily smiles,his lips moving on their own,because how couldn't he, when you were looking at him so lovingly?

You both sent love confessions through eyes contact, a romantic atmosphere enveloping the room before you decided to part your lips,a soft mumble of "i love you,satoru"

Fuck, he's fucked. You knew that those 4 words absolutely rode him straight to mars, and that he would steal the Moon for you on his way back. He didn't want to show how much this meant to him,though he always failed to stop the loud purses of his heart,the way his cheeks turned the most cute shade of pink and,oh,how his eyes widened at the way your lip moved while you confessed to him. For you,it was rather an embarassing sentence,but to him,it meant everything. You are his everything.He ached to make more contact with your skin,feeling you closer and closer, being able to hold you as you both turned into one. The way your scent made him go wild was insane. If he ended up nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, you knew that he will stick to you like a koala in the morning.(Even though you didn't mind.)

Your hand finds its way to his fluffy white hair as soft groans and little "i love you more"s from the strongest man could be heard. He's fighting with himself to keep his eyes open,to engrave your soul into his, but your touch was so overwhelming that his whole body was burning with your affection. Satoru felt more and more tired under your soft hand, clinging onto any part of you that he could, wrapping his arms around your waist,pressing his chest against yours in an attempt to hear both of your heartbeats,slowly drifting out to the soft melody of your love.

5AM ;You wake up again,dying of thirstness. You oddly untangle yourself from your husband and go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. Just as you were about the grab the bottle,you hear someone from behind calling you out "baby...". You turn around to see Satoru,leaning against the doorframe to not fall down,his hair a cute mess. You walk up to him, gently wrapping your arms around him to keep him balanced,your hands massaging his back

-"what's up honey?".

-"come back to bed" he yawns,resting his head on your shoulder and kissing your neck*

-i was just going to drink water,baby *you chuckles,slowly patting his head*

After you were done,you laid back next to Satoru,enjoying the last intimate moment before you both drift back to sleep,melting into each other.

[svltzmans]

ink - f. g.

tattoo artist! fiona gallagher x fem! reader

a/n: its almost 5am and i can't stop thinking about this so i'm making y'all think with me

warnings: nsfw content (18+), a tattoo gun is used in an... interesting way 😭, degradation/dumbification if you squint

fiona's hands are steady as she adds line by line to y/n's thigh piece.

ever since fiona had started tattooing, she had begged her girlfriend to let her practice on her.

it wasn't that y/n didn't trust fiona, she just didn't have any ideas for a new tattoo.

that was, until, she had said "a dragon on my thigh or some shit" as a joke when fiona had asked.

fiona actually designed a thigh tattoo for y/n, an artfully decorated dragon that y/n had quickly fallen in love with.

and so, y/n finally agreed to sit in fiona's tattoo chair.

y/n had gotten a few tattoos previously, and knew she had to be prepared for a bit of pain.

fiona was surprisingly gentle, and her work was going smoothly. y/n was relaxed in the chair, scrolling aimlessly on her phone.

everything was going swimmingly until fiona neared y/n's inner thigh with the tattoo gun.

y/n quickly noticed that the vibration of the tattoo gun so close to her core was beyond pleasurable, and it was starting to get difficult to sit still.

she bit her tongue and gripped the seat below her, basking in the feeling.

fiona quickly took notice.

"does it hurt, baby? you're sitting so well for me though," fiona quips, still focused on her work.

"little bit," y/n responds, still trying to keep her composure. it's almost embarrassing that a tattoo gun lightly brushing her entirely clothed pussy felt this good.

part of it is how she feels looking at fiona, she thinks.

something about fiona's newfound tattooing passion was beyond sexy to y/n, and seeing her so focused on her thigh was doing things to her that she could never have imagined.

eventually, y/n feels her legs start to shake and her hips involuntarily jerk upward. she's struggling to contain herself, supressing whimpers.

"gotta sit still, baby girl, almost done with this piece."

fiona calling y/n names wasn't helping her case, and she was dangerously close.

eventually, her efforts to hold back weren't helping anymore.

"fi-fiona," y/n stutters, feeling her orgasm looming over her.

"what's going on? are you okay? want me to stop?" fiona is initially concerned, worrying that her girlfriend is in pain.

"n-no, no don't stop," y/n shamelessly moans at that point, throwing her head back.

fiona looks up in confusion, before a look of realization falls over her face.

"oh, i see what this is. you like how this feels on your pussy huh? feels good?" fiona says cockily.

"god, i uh- yes. i um, i'm close," y/n responds, almost feeling embarrassed by her pleasure.

"this is all it takes for you to cum, huh baby? might have to tattoo you more often then," fiona teases, her eyes still stuck on y/n's fresh ink.

y/n doesn't hold back any more noise, finally letting fiona hear and see how she's feeling.

"fiona i, i think i need to cum."

"oh do you? better stay still, i'm not done yet," fiona continues to tantilize y/n, a sultry sound accompanying each word out of her mouth.

y/n feels her orgasm crashing over her, forcing herself to keep still.

her nails dig into fiona's tattoo chair, her lip being bitten hard enough to break skin.

"kinda pathetic that you came from that, don't you think? didn't even have to take your pants off, gorgeous."

"i, i couldn't help it, fi. the tattoo looks amazing, by the way," y/n responds, finally seeing her almost finished piece of body art.

fiona simply laughs, putting finishing touches on y/n's skin.

[snailsgoingdowntown]

SPOILERS FOR ROXANA NOVEL.

WARNINGS: ABUSE (CHOKING, IMPRISONMENT), THREATS, TOXIC AND ARRANGED MARRIAGE, IMPLIED OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE THOUGHTS AND BEHAVIOR, DRUGGING, TOXIC FAMILY DYNAMICS, KIDNAPPING (READER DIDN'T EXACTLY CONSENT TO IT SINCE SHE'S PASSED OUT), AMNESIA (DION), MENTION OF SUICIDE

HEAVY SUBJECT MATTERS, DION IS HORRIBLE IN THIS. READER'S DISCRETION ADVISED.

MINORS/BLANK BLOGS (NO CONTENT), DNI.

I DO NOT CONDONE ANY HARMFUL BEHAVIOR AND OR/THOUGHTS THAT TAKE PLACE IN THIS PIECE OF FICTION.

= = =

Last thing before I go to sleep (finally home at 5am hahahaha)

The au where Dion loses his memories... It'd be funny if it takes place before the reader comes to fully accept him. Maybe before the coup but after Roxana is 19 (I'm thinking the mullet Dion era. Maybe he had it when she was 18 too).

Imagining a way of finally escaping the clutches of Agriche since your husband lost his memories and thus, your entire marriage and time together.

Even the engagement is forgotten and lost.

... It'd be a lie to say it doesn't sting a bit. While you didn't bond completely, maybe there was a fondness for him in your heart somehow. But not enough to want to stay.

However, Lante wouldn't let you go, now would he? You see, this is the part where you pretend to be worried. Slightly. Because your husband has forgotten all the 'great' things he's done for his father and some very important information and obviously, since you're an Agriche now, you want the clan/family to flourish.

By this point your acting is decent.

Lante is more worried about Dion to give you attention - just enough to make sure you don't try anything funny.

Roxana kind of supports your decision. Grizelda finds it mildly interesting. Jeremy is... He's not sure how he feels about it. He's grown more clingy with you and Roxana as he got older. Still don't understand why, still dislike it, but you do find it a bit cute now.

Fontaine sees this as an opportunity. And of course he fails. Multiple reasons as to why.

Anyway, I do think that maybe Grizelda tells the news to Cassis. Why? Who knows.

Cassis remembers you. Remembers how you looked nervous yet frustrated and annoyed with Dion when he was imprisoned at Agriche. Scared and helpless too.

He also remembers Roxana hesitating, almost asking him to take you when he escaped but she knew better. Too risky and obvious, and Dion wasn't stupid. He'd know.

But now? Now the older man doesn't even remember you. Gives you the cold shoulder, glares at you. Questions your marriage and if it was actually a prank.

There's pity for you. And according to both a sorcer and doctor, it was highly unlikely he'd get his memories back. Almost guaranteed.

Now, it'd also be very funny if he still doesn't remember during the coup. His behavior has been getting unhinged as of late, stalking you. Threatening to lock you up if you keep "getting in his way." Apparently he choked you, a sin that simply cannot be forgiven.

According to Grizelda, Dion calmed down after that, an indirect apology consisting of a jewel or two. It didn't really help.

Your husband was only pushing you away with his behavior. It seems that he was only getting more violent, cold and even jealous the longer his memory was gone. In full swing, Cassis was certain that you'd end up killing yourself in a worse case scenario.

Just to escape this and him.

Right before the coup, he considered consulting Roxana personally, asking if it was alright if he just... Took you. You'd be happier, safer in Pedelian. And through his communication with her sister, he knows she has a soft spot for you.

However, surprisingly, she had actually convinced a Blue Knight to take you after drugging you. Dion was too busy with Lante and the coup to notice.

Dion was always depraved. But as of late, it's been... Worse. When he had his memories, at least he would hold back. But now?

He kept his word and locked you up in one of the toy rooms because you kept distracting him. It only lasted for a day or two and you weren't harmed, still treated like a nobel. But it doesn't change the fact he did it.

The amount of consoling she had to do...

With you around he was just becoming worse and worse and worse.

Unfortunately, seeing your family wasn't an option. Too risky, you were still an Agriche due to your marriage to her older brother.

So, that's the story of how Cassis just sort of... Placed you in a room. With freedom, of course, but it was limited. You weren't allowed to leave the grounds until everything was settled down, but it was fine. Pedelian was very nice and peaceful.

Now, an problem popped up after Sierra rescued Dion and he regained consciousness...

He regained his memory.

Extreme guilt and self hatred. He doesn't expect to be forgiven nor does he want to be. He doesn't deserve it. He never will.

But he's always been a selfish person to the bones... He still refuses to let you go. However, when he asks about your whereabouts... Sierra doesn't answer. She never did even after he left.

Just like in the novel, he didn't harm her. Couldn't bring himself to. He's still devoted to you but he also can't leave Roxana (loser). He already wronged you so painfully, he can't harm someone you care about.

It takes him a bit but soon, he realizes you're with Cassis Pedelian.

Back when he was imprisoned, he overheard the boy making a promise to pay you back for your help.

Dion Agriche feels horrible and plans to make everything up to you. However, he's such a despicable person, selfish and depraved, he'd go crazy he doesn't have you. It would be the right thing to do if he just left you alone.

However, Dion Agriche never does the right thing.

[isca-rambles]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SHE MADE FUCKING SERGEANT. FIRST PLACE. SHE DID IT.

The episode was like so-so I loved the cop mum stuff and the Wesley/Del Monte stuff and eh I didn't hate the Randy stuff but I could've done without it BUT OH MY GOD you could have screeched in my ear for 43 minutes and I would still love that episode because LUCY MOTHERFUCKING CHEN IS SERGEANT NOW 😭😭😭😭 That she asked Tim to look for her, she was so nervous and he went right there because he knew she'd be waiting nervously and obviously he wanted to know too but he was there to support her. And that he tried so hard to school his expression so he didn't give it away to her, Grey too, but the second she wasn't looking his face just burst into this bloody teary-eyed smile because he was so proud of her, not just the love of his life but the cop he trained from day dot becoming sergeant and starting her eventual rise to the very top of the LAPD. And the looks. Oh my god the looks they gave each other. I know this was a Chenford lite episode but good lord just one look between them is worth like 20 scenes and we got multiple! Not to mention that she called him again in the shop for advice. Even if it was just silly advice, he's her first call every time because she trusts him even when he gives advice like cigars. Okay back to Lucy. Dear god I keep tearing up. I was up until like 5am again, probably later tbh, and I just bawled at one point. Like I teared up during the actual scene and did a little happy cry at 3am but at some point I rewatched it and everything in me just broke and I full on bawled and didn't stop until I went to sleep again because wdym my girl got first and finally got the recognition she's been denied for so long?!

I would've loved to see everyone celebrate her and I'm still hoping we might get a little scene of that next ep, but I can cope with it being in fic I guess, but oh that scene was so perfect. Her two strongest supporters being there and finding out before her but letting her discover herself just how amazing she is. Headcanon is that Grey was a few minutes late posting the rankings because he had to have a little proud papa cry in his office first and didn't want to give anything away. Like he saw how broken she was for the detective's exam results and this time he could give her good news she deserves! Okay okay I'll stop for now because I could just keep going forever because Lucy has taken so many hits, she's been through so much, and S6 was just frelling awful for her in so many ways. S7 has been a bit rough for her too but slowly getting better and she's finally getting her win. Everything she's earned and fought for and deserves, she's going to get. Sergeant and then the love of her life. S8 Lucy is going to be in charge and on frelling cloud nine! Okay next week and the promo! So so so glad they're not just having Lucy and Tim leap back into a relationship the second she became sergeant. That was their biggest obstacle but Lucy is obviously still hesistant (and for good reason) and Tim is pretty hesistant too - he wants to be with Lucy but he wants to make sure that she's the one calling the shots. So it looks like they're going to be ships in the night, maybe we'll see the first week of her being night shift sergeant and we see them trying to catch each other but failing or being too tired to talk. Either Tim or Lucy will be the one to wait for the other to finish shift and force a talk, at the station or at one of their houses. They'll talk things through (again, I'm not expecting a massive indepth talk that was never going to happen with this show) and then one of them will ask the other on a date. I kind of want it to be Lucy? I want that mirror from S5 and her asking him coyly if he wants to get dinner sometime? Him being all 'yeah?' And them being big goofy idiots in love. A little kiss and those heart eyes and I will go into this hiatus a very happy woman. Honestly i'm going into this hiatus a happy woman anyway because Lucy is my first priority above all else and she got her promotion. Whether it's in the finale or the first episodes of S8, she'll get her man back too. I'm not worried about that at all. I was worried they might try and fuck her over again about the promotion but thankfully no. But yeah, I'm happy to go into this next ep and see what happens, but that's my theory for now. They'll find it difficult, Tim won't want to push until Lucy is ready, Lucy is going to be anxious because why isn't Tim contacting her, and then it'll get resolved. Also the night shift is not going to be permanent. Either it'll just be handwaved away at the start of S8, which is the more likely option, or her Mid-Wilshire family will pull some strings to get her back on days. Maybe in the finale? Maybe at the start of S8. Either way it's not going to last long.

Oh aside from a big celebration scene, or at least other characters acknowledging and congratulating her on her promotion to sergeant, I'm going to need a tiny boots scene. I need Tim to do that for her. He can get help if need be. Tiny boots in her locker, in her car, in the apartment. Something. Celina can take a picture for him. I just have a great need of it, okay? OH OH I also need someone to pin her new badge on. Literally anyone important in her life will do, but I think Tim or Grey mostly. uuuh other things. Oh, only one, but Wesley! Maybe he's going to step into the race for DA now that Del Monte is stepping back? Legit I thought Del Monte might die or his son would and he'd become corrupt because I've always had weird vibes from Del Monte but idk. I think Oscar will be dealt with in the actual episode, but Monica is going to stay a threat into S8 and dear god please no but I guess I'll take it. I honestly don't care I'm riding this high all frelling week.