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lightlycareless · 8 months ago

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Hii! I just wanted to let you know that I'm a big fan of your work!

I started of with discovering your "First it Hurts" fic on ao3, then being updated to your every post cus I look forward to every fic or hc's you make!

Also, I loved the valentines special post 💗💗 BUT IM SO CURIOUS ABOUT NAOYA'S LETTER AHH, anyways I just wanted to let yknow that I love your fics and the way you write Naoya! I hope you continue writing fics about him since there's a scarcity on Naoya fics HAHAHA, but I dont mean to pressure you! Please take your time, and I'm eagerly waiting for your new fics!

Hello!!

Awww thank you so so so much!! I'm so happy you're liking it so far!!!!! 🥺❤️ akajghajkghasgjas as well as my oneshot :>

Also, I'd like to apologize for the delay; I'm slowly working my way through requests, the main fic, and the weird schedule for my job 💀 I greatly appreciate your support and patience 🥺❤️ Also, I'll be writing Naoya fics for like, ever. I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO SEE HIM ANIMATED OMG ALL THE INSPIRATION.... gotta keep this small part of the fandom alive!!!!

Now... to the letter.... I feel like it would've gone something like this:

warnings: naoya is a prick, no surprise. but... he has feelings, just that he doesn't know what to do with them. this is the oneshot anon is referring to.

Happy reading!

Y/N.

I didn’t think letters were still written in these times, outside of elderly people and the socially inept, but I suppose that for certain occasions they are still necessary.

By the time you get this you’ll probably already have an idea of where I’m going with it, yet I’ll still write it down.

I cannot deny that you came onto my life in the most unexpected way, not necessarily the best either.

I didn’t like your siblings, and I still don’t. I think of them to be nothing but highly annoying, arrogant, especially your sister who seems to parade herself around Gojo and the privilege she had of knowing him.

Your brother is somewhat… calmer in that aspect, he tends to keep to himself, and I respect that. Everyone should be like that, you know?

But I’m not here to talk about them, of course, I’m here to talk about you.

When I heard that you were going to enroll, I wasn’t thrilled, I genuinely thought great, another nuisance was to grace the school grounds—I already had this preconceived idea of you and was more than ready on keeping it… until I finally I saw you.

I’m sure you’ve heard this a thousand times already, someone like you must’ve undoubtedly… but you are the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life. Your beauty is so mesmerizing, I couldn’t believe it was real—anyone thinking otherwise is either blind, stupid, or lying. Or maybe all at the same time.

I didn’t accept those feelings at first, tried my hardest to ignore them and go back to disliking you, find a reason to hate you and move on.

But I couldn’t, and when I heard your laughter, saw your smile, or the cute way your eyes twinkled whenever you were excited about something, I knew it was impossible for me to disregard it any further.

My feelings for you had only grown more and more as time passed, and now, I find it physically impossible to contain them, but still hard to express them to you in person.

So, I resorted to this letter, which I hope will be able to accurately convey what I feel for you, if only for a fraction, until then.

What I mean to say is… If you let me, Y/N, I can show you how special you are to me.

I can give you all that you want in the world—it doesn’t matter what, whether it being money, or the stars themselves—I will not spare any expense to give you what you deserve, and I shall assess that every day of my life until my death, starting with the gifts I’ve sent you today, alongside those waiting in your dorm.

I shall call you mine. No other man will be able to lay a hand on you, and I won’t allow any other woman to do the same to me either. My eyes will solely keep to you, and you alone; I expect you to do the same.

And in turn… I don’t ask much, except that you see me the same cheerful, adorable way you see others when happy, the one that has me completely enthralled, unable to keep it off my mind for more than one second, and… accept me into your heart.

If you so decide it appropriate to get to know each other better, you know where to find me. I shall await your response.

Naoya.

As you can see, Naoya isn’t overtly romantic or good with words (I mean, the slander at the beginning lol) but he tries, as genuinely as possible—his honesty is a virtue to appreciate lol. Also, he was TREMBLING while writing this, if not crying hahaha he really almost died when he wrote you were the prettiest girl in the whole while world.

He’ll become more comfortable with it, of course, he’s a man that can’t hold himself when it comes to talking. But it’s nice to see him all shy for once 😊

Akgjakogja I’m so happy you all liked this little oneshot—I know it was quite the bomb to drop on valentine’s day, but I swear, it’s a happy ending story :>

If there’s more you want to know about that oneshot/au just let me know, I’ll be more than happy to indulge!!

Take care, and hope to see you soon!!!

#ask #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x you #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #prompt series: jujutsu kaisen

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dollbnuuy · 11 days ago

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Nicolina (Limbus Company) agere headcanons please??? 🥺 I love her

hiii anonnie !! <3 of course shes literally the silly ever. canto 7 npcs my beloved

regressor nicolina hcs ✂️

nicolina is totally a toddler regressor to me!! i'd say her range is anywhere from 2 to 4 usually? she's just a silly giggly little guy. and with how she is during most of canto 7 she gives off permaregressor vibes... being starved for 200+ years does that sometimes i guess

i'd imagine her primary caregiver is dulcinea, being one of her kindred after all. she's probably verrry clingy (just look at their interactions in the la manchaland announcer lines. that 'lady dulcinea don't leave meee' gets me everytime) and is constantly trying to get dulcinea to play with her. calls her 'lady dulcinea' or 'dulcie' or 'mommy' / 'mamá' depending on how teeny she is

so so much energy for such a little baby!! she's not exactly running around constantly but she's very animated and constantly going from activity to activity. she gets bored and distracted very easily. this little audhd vampire

does she need to have her scissors confiscated when she's regressed? maybe. she finds other ways to be crafty if so, i think she loves doing any activity that involves making something! arts and crafts time her beloved

loves playing with curiambro! that's literally her brother!! i'd imagine he's a little bit bigger than her but she's always trying to do stuff with him and make little gifts for him

related to the point about arts and crafts... she looves coloring! if la manchaland's don quixote offered to put one of her drawings up on one of the walls in the castle she would be overjoyed. just soso happy

she's a biiit clingy, tbh. really doesn't like being left alone and if she catches herself regressing she'll probably try and seek someone out to play with / keep her company.

#🐇 mine #🍬 hcs #nicolina lcb #limbus agere #limbus company agere #project moon agere #agere hcs #agere headcanons #fandom agere #agere #age regression #agere community #sfw agere #sfw interaction only

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guardian-angle22 · 2 years ago

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TK persuading Nancy to call the hospital was funny and makes me wonder if he often use this “please🥺” tactic on the other 126 members and then slightly smirking on the inside whenever it works 😏 (me thinks he used it on Owen/Gwyn/Enzo too)

It has same energy as him turning his head and giving ~that~ teary look to Carlos when being asked what’s wrong (except that wasn’t a case of him trying to persuade Carlos to do something but yes I think Carlos would have adopted 100 stray lizards for him if he asked at that moment with that look)

Idk but he’s kinda good at this puppy eyes thing? 😂

TK is so good at the puppy eyes. I loved that little 'I can't nag him but you can nag for meee!' moment in the firehouse. Always love the sibling/family dynamics happening. TK has such strong little brother energy and it's hilarious given he was an only child for so long. But only child TK absolutely learned to turn those eyes on for his parents to get what he wanted - 100%

To be fair to everyone, especially Carlos, if these big, beautiful, expressive eyes gave me a puppy eyes look:

...I'd be done for. whatever he wants. you want more lizards? okay, our home is now a lizard sanctuary.

#anon answered #911 lone star discussion & meta #tk strand #you gotta love a couple that can just give each other looooks all day long #carlos has the cow eyes and tk has the puppy eyes and when they join forces they could destroy the world #tk puppy eyes saga

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fraeuleintaka · 4 months ago

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AAIC Checkmate Set Trailer

This is the 65th post in the Ace Attorney Investigations Collection Countdown: 16 days left until release!

Today's topic: the Checkmate Set Trailer for the Investigations Collection!

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This time around Shi-Long graces us with his charismatic presence and discusses the Checkmate Set - the special edition of the Investigations Collection that I talked about in a previous countdown post and also pre-ordered myself already! - with his men. Or rather, shows it off because he's the best possible choice for this presentation in particular but we'll get to that. The scene takes place in the Theatrum Neutralis of the Cohdopian Embassy building from I1-5. There's no context for why they're all there for this exchange specifically but I assume it's done in order to be able to reuse the assets of Shi-Long's subordinates from a similar such scene that took place there in the game and not have to first put them all on a different background. And good thing too, because I don't think they would have fit in Miles' office or even the hallway of the prosecutors' building 😄

Miles is still there too though! He does nothing but stand at the side far behind Shi-Long and watch the scene unfold which is hilarious on its own. I guess he didn't want to interrupt their bonding time 😉

The scene starts with the subordinates counting off as usual and proceeds with Shi-Long offering one of them a gift (this time for one of them directly and not for their younger brother's wife's younger brother 😉), specifically an Ace Attorney Investigations Collection Checkmate Set. One of the officers lists what's included and the officer being given the gift to tentatively asks if the acrylic standees are just of Miles assuming that they are. Shi-Long objects, rather forcefully, and makes clear that of course there's one of him too. The officer inquires after his theme song doubting that'll be included too, to which Shi-Long quotes Lang Zi ("Hearing it once will open your eyes a hundred-fold.") and then, apparently with the pure force of his charisma, causes the arranged version of his theme song to start playing. The officer is moved to tears, Shi-Long graciously tells him to take his time and listen to the rest at home and the officers salute in confirmation.

Oh boy 😂 First of all, so nice of Shi-Long to gift his men an Ace Attorney Investigations Collection Checkmate Set just like that! What a generous gesture. (Can I get one too, Shi-Long? Pretty please? 🥺) This also means that we now have an evidence icon of the Checkmate Set and I love that fact. No idea where I'd possibly use it but who knows! I assume that since he's giving them out as gifts Shi-Long already has a Checkmate Set of his own and there we have the connection to my speculation from the last trailer video that the entire main cast of the Investigations games buys the collection in some form, with Shi-Long splashing out and getting the special edition even. He really wants those acrylic standees and the arranged music mini-album. Understandable.

Speaking of, I love how his men are only interested in the set as long as the standees include Shi-Long himself and the arranged music includes his theme song. (And how that one subordinate cries from just hearing his arranged theme song and plans to listen to more of it at home.) That's what I call devotion! Maybe a tad concerning as well... But mostly cute! Considering Shi-Long seems to have that good of a relationship with all of his 100 subordinates it's truly impressive. And how he shows off the new arrangement of his theme! Ah, it's so epic! I love it! Can't wait to hear the full version! And his amazingly confident quote before that, as if just hearing it would cause you an entire spiritual awakening. Well... maybe? I definitely feel more enlightened now, though that might just be me whenever Shi-Long's on screen 😉 Anyway, I love how this implies that the characters just somehow generate their own theme music around them wherever they go and Shi-Long switched his to the arranged version for demonstration purposes. He's just badass like that!

And the new HD chibi sprite animations we get to see of him! So adorable! (I'm normal about this character, I swear.) I guess he wanted to be a little extra with his impatient finger wagging because I have no idea why else he would do it like that but sure, Wolfy, you do you 😄

Definitely my favourite of these little videos so far! The world needs more Shi-Long content and I hope the collection's release will help in rectifying that. I also just love seeing Shi-Long interact with his subordinates, it's so ridiculous but also so wholesome!

#ace attorney #ace attorney investigations #ace attorney investigations collection #aai collection #ace attorney investigations collection countdown #16 days left

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sillygoofyqueer · 8 months ago

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The Untamed review: episode six!!!!!!

Literally have to skip the intro at this point

The Cloud Recesses looks so peaceful hehe

The goofy music, what the hell is going on

Nie Huaisang, you look so sketchy what the hell

"I brought peanuts!! ☺️" You are such a guy, Huaisang.

HE JUST GOT SNATCHED

Oh, it's fine, they're just drinking lmao

I love that even Jiang Cheng is getting involved

It also answers my question of who bought the alcohol

Fuck me, Huaisang is absolutely pissseeeddd

"I'll be fine, as long as I have wine" Wei Wuxian, you have a problem.

"I don't know how the Lan Clan puts up with you" "Hey, I'm adorable 🤭" Wei Wuxian, you little geek. Yes you are.

Don't insult Cheng's standards hahahaha

HHAHAHA THEY'RE SO PISSED

LITERALLY CALLING OUT HIS STANDARDS

AAAAAAHHHHH WANGJI

Eyo, the fuck was that position?!?!????

You know, I was wondering who would notice their literal yelling

Hahahaha, Wei Wuxian adjusting his hair and acting so casual for his boyfriend

Wangji just wants to be involved :(

They're all super none suspicious at all lmaooo

WUXIAN, WILL YOU STOP OFFERING HIM ALCOHOL???

"join us.." bro might as well have said 'kiss me now' with the pouty tone and the tug of the sleeve

I like how Wangji didn't pull back, just gay glared

"go to the punishment chamber" "what chamber??"

HUAISANG AND CHENG JUST FUCKING PASSING OUT HAHAHA

"too drunk to walk" you just want to flirt with Wangji for longer, you whore

HE'S TRYING TO STOP THEM FROM GETTING UP, THE LITTLE WAVES OF 'stay down stay down!!!'

NO WAY ARE THEY VOMITING

What's that talisman???

BRO NO WAY

I'd be furious

He looks so proud of himself hahahahaha

Why's he closing the doors??? Gay. Suspicious.

Don't you dare, WUXIAN, YOU MONSTER

Peer pressure to the extreme 😔

Wuxian looks so excited

I love how Wangji just fucking dies

Wuxian's look of absolute shock and concern

"go back to your room please" bro is so worried about him

Wangji is literally just dead, okay

Awwww, putting him to bed, what a good guy

Did he take the talisman off him?

Alcoholic, get help

YOU ARE LITERALLY A FREAK

"your headband is tilted" "TILTED?!?!"

Wangji is so drunk

Hahaha, just slapping him away

What a gay guy

Okay, what the fuck "you're gonna be alone forever" JUST YOU WAIT WUXIAN

Does Wuxian just find pleasure in bringing up parentless trauma to deal with his own parentless existence???

Stoooop, he's sobbing

I'm sobbing now

I like how Wuxian realises what he said and just starts trauma dumping. Awwwww. He's making Wangji feel better methinks.

THEY LOOK SO HAPPY!!!! STOOOOOP 🥺🥺🥺

Toasting together 😔

I wonder how Wangji's feeling with a hangover

TEA BREAK WITH THE LAN LADS

Bros are literally gossiping at this point.

Xichen has the info and looks so pretty giving it

How is Qiren more bothered about Wuxian being there

THEY'RE SLEEPING, LEAVE THEM ALONE

Shit.

HAHAHAHA WANGJI IS JUST FUCKING GOOOONE.

Wuxian trying not to laugh.

How does Qiren sound so offended, get your shit together

SNITCH!!!!!!

Kill the snitch.

They're so worried about Wangji being involved, I'm cackling

"MY BROTHER??? You sure you don't mean a different Wangji?"

I like that Wangji is so fucking ready to repent and the others are terrified

WUXIAN TRYING TO STAND UP FOR WANGJI, I'M SOBBING

He is a very troublesome young lad

DO NOT BRING HIS DEAD MOTHER INTO THIS, QIREN. I WILL SQUARE UP. I AM NOT AFRAID TO BEAT AN OLD MAN DOWN.

Back off. Don't drop lore and not be willing to speak.

OWNING UP FOR HIS MISTAKES I'M SOBBING.

Not wanting Wangji to be hurt 🥺

I'm sorry, three Hundred Vs FIFTY???

Wuxian is so scared

WHY IS WANGJI BEING PUNISHED SO MUCH, YOU BITCH.

Nah, bro is dead

Wangji takes it upright, WHAT A MANNNN

Bros already fighting.

Quit your whining, is what Yanli is saying

I love that they all freeze at the sight of Xichen, bros are terrified

Wuxian sounds so pathetic, bro can't even bow haha

Xichen coming in to save the day

XICHEN YOU'RE SUCH A SWEETHEART. IT'S BECAUSE WUXIAN STOOD UP FOR WANGJI, ISN'T IT!!!

Awww, Wuxian just wants to know about his mother

QIREN WAS CLASSMATES WITH CANGSE SANREN????

He's saying they were alike, I'm crying

Wuxian has never looked more attentive

Cheng laughing at the thought of Sanren being like Wuxian

"let's just say it was difficult for him to keep his beard looking good back then" HAHAAHAHAAAA SANREN WAS A MONSTER I LOVE HER

WEN QING!!! babes, you plot so much

Wen whatever the fuck??? That's a big power pose but you look awful

Corpses be vibing hard, me fr

QING YOU'RE SO SMART

It's so peaceful, and Wuxian looks so happy

Awe, the way Wangji is immediately stirred by Wuxian's voice!!!

And how Wuxian calls for him instantly

Bro goes right for his robes - so neat

Fit WHO SAID THAT

He literally runs to see Wangji, not being inconspicuous at all

Zewu Jun is literally shipping them, even less inconspicuous

Wangji doesn't even look surprised, he knows what Xichen is doing

AT LEAST BE NEAT, WUXIAN

He's so fucking happy, how could someone not be in love with him

Bro is just weak

LET HIM HUDDLE FOR WARMTH

Okay, you are just slandering him at this point

Love at first fight

Bro is trying to be friendly and Wangji is just not having it

THE FEAR WHEN WUXIAN STARTED UNDRESSING

Why else would he be undressing

"please don't leave me here" and Wangji just stops. Dude ain't fooling no one

"I will stop undressing" Wuxian...

Inviting him to Yunmeng and offering to pick things for him 🥺🥺 baby's first date

Wangji has never been more stoic and stubborn

Watching him waddle is so cute in the water

THE FUCK'S IN THE WATER

WEI WUXIAN GOT SNATCHED FOR REAL THIS TIME

"Where'd he go?? FUCK-"

Oooh, a caveee

I like how Wuxian is spluttering and Wangji is so calm

They're so pretty together

Wangji actually looks concerned for once, the world must be ending for him to show such emotion

Wuxian trembling in the background like a little bitch /aff

A GUQIN??? WHAT THE FUUUCKKK

Wuxian is literally just being fucking thrown around

Wangji, what the fuck is going on

Wuxian flailing in the background

PROTECTING HIS HUBBY FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! THE START OF SOMETHING GAY

The way Wuxian looks at Wangji with such gayness in his eyes

BUNNIES!!! IT'S A METAPHOR. SYMBOLISM. SOMETHING

Hahaha they have the headbands

Are these rabbits boutta attack

STOP TRYING TO GET HIS FUCKING HEADBAND. YOU SIMP.

The literal music is telling us that this is gay

Wangji flying to his boyfriend to share the headband.

Tying them together 🤭☺️

Wuxian looks so impressed (and in love)

Wuxian's giggle

Wangji doesn't want Wuxian to get hurt

RESPECT THE HEIRLOOM, WUXIAN

What is it with Wangji and dragging Wuxian around

The slutty sitting from Wuxian, respect it

WANGJI ENTERING ANOTHER STATE OF BEING.

Wuxian is sooo smart.

The fact that Wangji just stares at Wuxian until he understands what Wangji wants

Dusting off the seat lmaoo

Why is Wangji so shocked??? Bet it was his mother

WHAT'S GOING ON??? IS IT THE FUCKING BUNNIES??

Standing side by side awwww

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?????

L-Lan Yi????? She's so pretty I'm in love

Qiren standing at the door like a worried parent and Xichen trying to soothe him 😔

THEY'RE MISSING

Don't slander Wuxian, watch it

A storm??? Looks pretty clear to me

Everyone's fucking looking now

Cheng and Yanli are so worried awhhhh

Yanli is counting on you, Cheng, don't you dare disappoint her

"I will find him and break his legs" he cares so much

Yanli my baby, BE CAREFUL

JIN ZIXUAN YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF. YOU EVEN SO MUCH AS TOUCH HER WRONG AND I'LL GUT YOU

Nice catch though, props to that

(DON'T YOU FREEZE ON ME)

Yanli you can do better, Qing is right there

I literally love Lan Yi, she's so awesome

HAHA Wangji just hitting him to make him bow. The little smile afterwards as well

SHE'S A BUNNY LOVER!!!

Noo, Lan Yi can't goooo, she's so badass

Wuxian is a little blunt

SHE MADE IT???? DAMN, I'M IN LOVE

Eat it. I dare you. It'd be so funny

Literally what is going on

Destiny?? For these homosexuals????

BURIAL MOUNDS LET'S GOOOOO

Xue Chonghai?? Is he related to Xue Yang??

This is so cool, LIVING PEOPLE????

Man, people are so power hungry. Greedy bastards

THE TORTOISE OF SLAUGHTER??? HAHAHAHAHA I PREFER THE DANMEI VERSION

Oh, lives taken, she's dropping lore

Evil laugh, suspicious.

She called Wuxian smart, he really is teehee

Wuxian looks so pleased, and THE SIDE EYE FROM WANGJI HAHAHAHA

Put down??? Damn

BURIAL GROUNDS WHOOP WHOOP

So they broke it into pieces.

Bro should not have overfed the Yin Iron

Such evil laughter- HOLY SHIT, BRO HAS FUCKING LOST IT. He needs to brush his damn teeth.

He wasn't wrong to be fair

I like his fucking mood swings "HAAHAHAHAHA- 😐"

Alliances whoop whoop

Ah, burying the past, that's never gone wrong

Wuxian getting told off by Wangji

Wuxian and Lan Yi are so on the same wavelength

Wuxian gasping because they are

FUCKING SEXISM BOOOOO

SHE WAS FRIENDS WITH SANREN AAAAGGHHHH

He looks so hopeful, I am sobbing. And Wangji's look towards him and the music and ehhhh I'm sobbing

LAN YI, YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO FAIL HER

Ah, she started reading. Always a bad start.

SHE FOUND IT, wasn't very well hidden then

Freezing cold. Good lore though, poetic

Wuxian slowly turning towards Wangji

She was blindsided by her naivety I'm sobbing

So fucking poetic

NO way. There's two badasses??? And Lan Yi fought Sanren?????

She just wanted to protect herrrr....lesbians

Bro flew over her, it was impossible to break her

NOOOO, HER HUBRIS

Ew blood

She can't die, she just wanted what was best for the clan!!!

She looks ill, I'm so upset right now

It still sounds so pretty, even if she's struggling

KILL IT WITH FIRE

She sacrificed herself to keep it safe 😔

THAT'S THE END OF THE EPISODE?!??!?? WHAT THE HELL????

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justsomerandomfanfic · 9 months ago

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If you don't mind, could I please get a Lotr matchup 🥺 I saw that your requests are open and got really excited. I'd like a male ship please! I'm a 21 year old autistic girl who uses a lot of names and aliases. I also have ADHD and am chronically ill with things like asthma, joint pain and both (mild) kyphosis and scoliosis, but I still keep surprisingly active despite it. I'm known for having pretty legendary pain tolerance too, haha. Though because I'm still disabled, I tend to be a bit of a homebody and am very attached to my home.

Personality-wise, I'm simultaneously extremely level-headed and stubborn as a bull; I make my choices wisely, but I'm also quite fierce when I feel the need to be, and I don't give up easily. I've been called wise before and I tend to give good advice, though I can also be a bit of a hermit sometimes when I don't feel like talking. I'm a weird mix between very scholarly and very active, I love working out and getting strong but I'm also addicted to learning new things and reading. I tend to collect books on witchcraft, herbalism (both for healing and poisons) and cooking. Speaking of which, I love cooking, baking, sewing, gardening, caring for horses and I work as a librarian at the moment.

My personality tends to throw people off a little, mainly because I'm very sweet and friendly but also a little off-putting. Both because I come from a family with a morbid sense of humor, and because I do genuinely enjoy messing with people a little. I'm a solid true to chaotic neutral. The kind of person who would joke about poisoning people but given that I know so much about plants you might actually get worried that I would, despite me being very friendly to you just five minutes ago. I'm just that kind of person, I guess, I like to keep people on their toes. That being said, my friendly side is no facade, and there's little I love more than helping people, I actively go out of my way to do it. I especially like feeding people and making new recipes for others to try. I'd say my major flaws are that I'm stubborn, I don't forgive easily, and I can be a little sassy and passive aggressive when I get tired or upset.

As for my appearance, I am very very short and very skinny, though I'm moreso lean since I enjoy working out. I actually have decently large biceps but it's contrasted with a Disney princess-esque waist which I find kinda funny. I have very long wavy reddish-brown hair (I describe it as “strawberry brunette”), and I wear glasses. I like to take relationships very very slowly and develop a solid friendship before considering dating someone, so I really don't want someone who takes things too fast. I'm also not a fan of overly flirty people, even if they're completely loyal to me I just get turned off by over the top displays of affection.

Alright I think that's about it! Sorry if this is too long! (Btw I think I might have requested a matchup from you before but I love your writing so much that I want to get one again, I really hope that's okay ;-;) Have a good day!

Hello! Welcome back! No worries, you can request as many matchups as you want! <333 I hope you like the matchup this time too :)

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Lord Of The Rings;

Faramir:

✨ You met Faramir with Gandalf and Pippin, unfortunately, Denethor doesn't really like the three of you, that's Denethor for you; but it wasn't long until you got to meet Faramir - the younger brother of Boromir, and for some reason, you both felt a connection between the two of you

✨ During your stay, you and Faramir got to know each other more, taking walks when possible and talking about your interests and even bonding over shared interests - when you told him about your collection of books on witchcraft and herbalism at home, he was impressed; you told him that one of the reasons you joined the Fellowship was because you were a good healer (other than that, you loved adventure, and could do and few spells here and there)

✨ After Faramir got shot by that arrow though, you stayed by his side the entire time, and only then - realizing how close you were to losing him - did you come to realize that you had grown incredibly fond of the young man of great quality; whilst he was in his little healing coma though, you would sit and read to him

✨ Once he had finally awakened, he was surprised to have found you by his bedside - his heart went (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ - and soon, you both found yourself courting; you would often bring him little baked goods, and Faramir would sometimes gift you books on new, interesting topics when he finds them

✨ You and Faramir are very similar to each other - being passionate, caring, and intelligent - you both are very much never gonna give each other up, or let each other down, or run around, or desert each other

#cute #fluff #x reader #request #requested #matchups #matchup #lotr #the lord of the rings #lord of the rings #faramir #faramir of gondor #faramir x reader #faramir son of denethor

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fighting-these-demons · 7 months ago

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B*cch*giri Episode 8

Starting off strong with a flashback!

Aw they're SO CUTE!!!!! How Precious!!! 🥺

Aaaaaaaaaa so THAT'S why Arajin is so bent outta shape. The pure of heart/pure intentions bit. He let Matakara down and his shame from that and how it's deeply affected his self worth is what's eating him about the Honki bit.

I knew it wasn't just the childish aspect because his room is COVERED in childish bullshit despite him being 16 so like. It wasn't that lmao! 😂

Now we have a clear answer on that front!

Paused less than 30 seconds into this and already writing shit up I feel like now that we're back into the story proper and with this only having 12/13 episodes that it's gonna get long here.

They've got a LOT of ground to cover.

Kuwabara - I mean Matakara's spirit awareness has kicked in and he's rightfully scared.

A thing that sneaks in through the Crack of weak people's hearts Huh?

OOF

IT MEANS YOU NEVER RUN AWAY. OW! YEAH THAT GOT HIM.

I wonder why after all those years why Matakara isn't hung up on Arajin running away? Why only Arajin is? Why the running away bit doesnt mentally exclude Arajin in Matakara's mind?

Is it just the devotion?

AUGH THAT PICTURE IS SO PRECIOUS THEY LOVE EACH ITHER SO MUCH GOD FUCK THE COPS THAT PUT HIS BROTHER IN JUVIE JESUS

oh man I hope he's taller than his brother that'd be so funny

I love the sweet sunshine little brother being tall as a weed trope.

😣🤢

Lord help me. It's terrible. If she liked literally anyone else in the cast I'd be her #1 fan and cheering her on as a funny spin on typical anime bullshit but like. Eugh.

Tragic.

Love her attitude towards Arajin though; and I gotta say, I'll be pissed if they get together in the end as a tidy way to tie up and no homo the whole thing.

LMAO Matakara! Arajin just ask him out! He likes you just fine!

Dude he ABSOLUTELY wants to take on that responsibility! Please just GIVE HIM A CHANCE!!!!!

OH HEY!!!! THEYRE EATING LUNCH TOGETHER!!!!! FINALLY!!! 9 EPISODES IN AND WE'RE FINALLY GETTING PROGRESS

Love you forever Blondie! You're a real one and the most relatable for sure! 💛🧡💚💛🧡💚

Teal Terror I live you despite your ain't shit attitude and your multitude of flaws and I am ALWAYS rooting for you but like.

Damn dude let him have this one.

But like I get it I'd feel the same. He's so tired of Arajin's shit. 💙💜🧡

I really do love how like. This feels so much like a YYH au where Yusuke is more awkwardly insecure and Kazuma is still absolutely fixated on him but in modern day where expectations aren't so gendered its in a bit of a softer way.

And like there's a Double kurahi special between Teal Terror and blondie being some of the softer aspects of Kurahi's team dynamic and Javascript and Pink PETALS being the more serious side.

All that to say I love Teal Terror being so dang pouty and jealous and cute and thinking "damn that dude ain't shit why do you care??????" Every minute if every day like. He's so stinking cute I can't take it! 😭

DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!?!?!,!,

DBSJDJSBSBSHSHSBDBSH

This man said "If I keep "Merging" with him I can get him pregnant!"

I LOVE age gap but Not Like This!!!!! 😭

Augh but I love Big Red Genie's goofy ass so much. So Like. I guess if I self insert it'll be fine?

But I kinda hate self inserting. 😣 uhg.

DUDE YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME

GET HIS CREEPY ASS OUTTA HERE. ITS BEEN SO LONG I CANT EVEN REMEMBER HIS NICKNAME FUCK THIS GUY

It's a damn shame too because I love his aesthetic.

All those purple straps.....

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MATAKARAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖

GET EM!!!!!!!!

Uhg . What's the stupid plan that this piece of shit has cooked up????

It's probably his Genie doing.

Oh I called him IvySoulCaliber that's right.

Babe do you think he forgot what you did to him and that you had his crush stripped naked????????

He hates your ass and he's just being nice because hes a good guy.

AUGH HES ALSO SO DUMB. PLEASE MATAKARA I BEG YOU TO RUB YOUR BRAINCELLS TOGETHER PLEASE

😫😭💔

Damn he really did his research on how to twist Matakara. Then again he's not too hard to read I guess. A little stalking would have gotten that easy.

MATAKARA DONT LISTEN TO HIM!!!!!

😫

I wonder if anime fans are aware of just how Gay being huge and stacked is viewed as in Japan? I feel like the wrestling bits of this anime play into that. Just reminds me of Gief's whole deal.

His mom is hilarious. She has awful taste sometimes but she's hilarious. Also how dare she ship Arajin with Matakara's Older Brother when she was rooting for Matakara until just now! WHERE IS HER LOYALTY????

I love how AYusuke (get it?) Is still a great cook!

I really do love how this is sort of a heart nod in that direction in so many ways with the main duo.

Oh how funny he lives at Ara-bath! 😂 Bet you that's been on his mind for years!

😨😱😭

Oh God. He Missed A Call on his way out!!!

Something happened. And all this cute music and scenery is getting you hyped just before they hit us with it.

Did he get killed on his way out? Jesus they wouldn't do that would they???

KEN SAN!!!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

GIRL ME TOO HES THE FINEST 21 YR OLD ON THE PLANET FOR REAL

Not him waiting in the rain for an hour!

😭

Oh no. God I hope he's not dead but geez.

Man Arajin had finally just let his guard down and it's right back up.

Damn Teal Terror is calling in Arajin/the cavalry on this one.

FUCK ME AND FUCK YOU AND FUCK THE WRITER AND GODDAMN FUCK THE DIRECTOR TOO JESUS CHRIST I LOVE YOU BITCH YOU MAKE GREAT ANIME WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING AUGH

GODDAMN ARAJIN FUCK YOU JESUS CHRIST

Teal Terror!!!! 😭😭😭😭 He's so worried about Matakara and even broke down and pretty much begged Arajin and STILL THIS ASSHILE WONT BE REAL LIKE FUCK

AAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHJJHH

OH SHIT RUN MATAKARA RUN!!!!!!!

That goddamn evil genie

Oh shit it got him. 😭

Well. His heart is shattered into pieces and his brother is probably dead but at least he got to have a tender sweet moment with his crush to cherish in his heart.

Oh man yeah I mean I could chalk him being able to see arajin's genie up to his spiritual awareness but I think when Evil Genie got him he must have been handed the gun and tried to shoot himself because he has that side fringe that would cover it so it wouldn't be immediately apparent and also he has the blue genie and it's tied to the image of his brother who is dying or dead and is probably his wish so like.

I'd say he tried to kill himself and made the wish.

And that's part of why he sounded and looked so fucked up when he got to Arajin's house before the sight of Arajin sleeping comforted him.

Oh shit. He woke bith of them up and neither noticed?????

You know if they'd paced this anime better I wouldn't be watching 5 episodes in 1 so late in the game but like. Here we are.

Anyway it's surprising IvyDoulCalibur still has his genie. I wonder what the spirit coming after Matakara is then?

Well hey at least Arajin is looking for him. Even if he did leave him to rot to see a girl that don't give a shit about either of them. 🤷‍♀️

Dang Matakara. 😭💔

Oh shit dude do you think the best time to tell him is when his brother is dying?????????????

Like I'm white American and even by our standards Now Is Not The Time.

Save that shit for confession or some shit.

Why are you hurting him when hes at his absolute lowest?????

God Fuck Arajin just when I think I cN get behind this kid he goes out of his way to hurt people selfishly

Huh. Well. I don't like it. But I do ship it now. (Matakara/IvySoulCalibur)

I wonder what happened to IvySoulCalibur when the Evil Genie transferred to Matakara?

What a shame that Evil Genie is wearing leggings. 😕

Oh hey! Green Gobblin ending! Woo! 💖💖💖

#Magic Carpet Slide #I keep rooting for the MC you'd think I'd have learned not to by now but you'd be wrooooonnnngggg #Jesus and I still hope that he gets his act together and fixes shit with the 4 episodes or so he's got left #Youtube #I WANT TO BELIEVE IN HIM SO BAD BECAUSE I WANT HIM AND MATAKARA TO WORK OUT

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minisugakoobies · 2 years ago

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Day 5 ❄️ JHS

Kinks: praise kink, Christmas cookies

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: holiday, smut, Brother's Best Friend!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: swearing, kissing, just some good ol' fashioned fingerbanging in the kitchen, a bit of exhibitionism, praise kink, maybe a touch of sub/dom between reader and Hoseok, once again I am writing Stoner!Hobi with the addition of stoner himbos Joon Tae and JK, egregious use of the word 'cookies' as metaphor for reader's 🐱

Word Count: 3K

Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: Your brother’s best friend Hoseok really likes your cookies

A/N: I wrote this one in one shot, in a fugue state after watching Hobi's 2022 MAMA performance. Please picture that Hobi here. 🥴

Please don't be a silent reader 🥺 I'd love to know what you think! 💕

Day 4 ❄️ Kinkmas Masterlist ❄️ Day 6

Grey snow slushes under your boots as you slowly make your way home from the bus stop. Another double shift down. Working as a server around the holidays is miserable. Between the irate shoppers making non-stop demands and the incessant Christmas music blasting through the overhead speakers, it’s enough to turn anyone into a Scrooge.

But it’s fine. You’ll live. Just a few more days and the holidays will be behind you. And so will all these double shifts, hopefully. You’ve been saving up so you can have enough for the first and last month’s rent on a tiny little studio apartment a few blocks from here. A fresh start to the new year, in a place of your own. Where you can enjoy some peace and quiet for once.

A place free from the chaos that greets you as you slip your key into the lock of your current home and swing the door open. Smoke floats past you into the hallway. Scrunching up your face, you peer past the clouds to find, as always, your twin brother and his friends crowded around the living room tv, absorbed in a mission in some stupidly loud, obnoxiously violent video game, laughing and shouting and throwing elbows (and occasionally, a fist or two).

“About time you got home,” your brother calls out as you peel off your boots and puffer coat, hanging the latter on the broken rack by the door. Namjoon said he’d replace that four months ago when he and his friends broke it during a particularly raucous game of flip cup. You know he’s waiting for you to do it. You’re always the responsible one around here.

“I told you I was working a double,” you remind him, rolling your eyes. He never listens.

The others gradually realize you’re standing there. It’s like watching the world’s slowest wave undulate around the room. First Jungkook spots you from beneath his bucket hat and lifts a hand. A few seconds later, a very sleepy-eyed Taehyung notices Jungkook’s hand in the air and raises his own. Then Hoseok, the only member of the crew sitting quietly, splayed across half the couch in his oversized tee and dark joggers, rakes his eyes over your tired frame and gives you the chillest of nods, head barely tipping as his lips quirk in a silent smile.

Ignoring the fluttering in your stomach, you nod back. “Hey guys.” You’re too exhausted to even bother to ask them to keep it down. They would, politely, for about five minutes, before the chronic blowing through their veins made them forget. So why bother.

You shuffle into your bedroom, strip off your uniform, pull on some fleecy pants and a long-sleeve tee, and slide on a pair of cushy slippers. The act of physically removing your day brings a sense of relief, helped along by the comfy clothes. You’d love to climb directly into bed, but you can’t. Not just yet.

Your brother and Jungkook are locked in a double headlock when you emerge from your bedroom. Probably arguing about something that one of them did in the video game. It’s never anything serious with those guys, but it does get messy sometimes, and as you stroll through the room towards the kitchen, you quickly grab the lamp from the end table and place it on the ground before Jungkook’s arm can knock it over.

Money’s been tight for a while, not helped by the rise in rent, the rise in utilities, the rise in everything basically, so between that and the little nest egg that you’ve been stashing away, you’ve had to get a little creative with your Christmas gifts this year. As in, you’re creating them from scratch. You connect your phone to the little speaker in the kitchen and put on a relaxing playlist as you wander around the small space, pulling out ingredients and tools until you have everything you need to make your favorite cookies.

The music drifting from the speaker isn’t enough to drown out the noise from the living room, but it doesn’t matter. You fall into a trance, measuring and mixing, turning mere ingredients into food, into love. Everything else falls away. Nothing else matters but this. Baking brings you zen.

Unfortunately, your activity does not go unnoticed. The scent of baking cookies fills the air, and before long, you have visitors. Invaders, more precisely. On the hunt for your goodies.

As you pull the first tray out of the oven, a head pops in the doorway. A hat, really, pulled down so low you see nothing but pink lips adorned with a silver ring. “You makin’ cookies, Noona?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Is that gingerbread?” a low voice drones behind Jungkook, as Taehyung follows him into the room. “Smells so good.” Namjoon is right on his heels, mouth hanging open a little as he spies the rows of perfectly baked gingerbread people resting on the warm tray.

“Yes, it is, but these aren’t for you, so hands off, okay?” You raise an eyebrow, looking at all three men. They nod, and you turn away to put another tray in the oven. “These are for my friends. If you’re nice, maybe I’ll whip u- HEY!”

There are three gingerbread people missing when you turn back, and all three men are chewing while exhaling loudly, trying not to burn their mouths on the hot cookies as they devour them. As they all reach for a second, you grab a spatula and swiftly slap their hands.

Whack whack whack!

“Mmph!” Taehyung protests, rubbing his hand. He chokes down what’s left of his cookie. “That hurt, Noona!”

“Well, maybe listen next time and you won’t get smacked!” You brandish the spatula like a wand, pointing it at each.

A gentle chuckle sounds from the doorway, where Hoseok is propped against the frame, laughing at his friends’ pain. “Tell ‘em,” he says, crossing his arms. “They gotta learn.”

You bite back a grin, rolling out more dough.

“Sorry, Noona,” Jungkook mutters. “But can’t we have a couple? ‘M so hungry.”

“That’s because you’ve been smoking all goddamn night,” you grumble, pressing the cookie cutter in. “Namjoon, if you don’t get your friends out of my kitchen right now, I’m going to try making real gingerbread people next. Starting with you, Jungkookie.” You shoot Jungkook a look, the one that he always tells you reminds him of Namjoon, even though you’re fraternal twins and don’t look a thing alike, and he holds his hands up in defense.

“Come on. Be happy she only used the spatula, she’s lethal with that rolling pin,” your brother informs his friends as he shepherds them out of the room. “Yo, Tae-yah, you still got that hookup with that girl at the dumpling shop?”

Hoseok remains behind, studying your work. You don’t mind. Of all your brother’s friends, he’s usually the most respectful, quietly observing the mayhem around him. You’re used to the sensation of his eyes on you.

Sometimes it’s what you think about, late at night, lying under the sheets, hand down your panties, biting your tongue to muffle your cries. Those dark eyes, watching you.

“These are for your friends?” Hoseok finally speaks, pushing himself off the door frame. Hands in his pockets, he strolls towards you, still watching as you prepare another batch.

“Yeah. Not a lot of money for gifts this year, so…” you shrug. The heat from the oven has turned the tiny room into a sauna. Your fleecy pants feel like a terrible choice. Wiping the sweat from your brow with the back of your hand, you look up at Hoseok, and he laughs.

“You’ve got a bit of…” He trails off as he steps closer, and your breath catches in your chest as he raises a hand to brush across your forehead. His gentle fingertips come away with flour on them.

“Th-thanks,” you stammer, quickly busying yourself with the dough again, cutting out enough to finish filling the tray.

“So can I have one then?”

“Uh…” Loud yelling from the living room tells you that your brother and the other two have started their game again.

Hoseok leans against the counter, heart-shaped mouth set in a soft smile. “You said they’re for your friends. We’re friends, right?”

Friends. Right. That’s what you are. “Yeah, sure.”

He beams then, a brilliant smile that flashes across his face in an instant and then disappears. Even though the cookies are identical, he takes a moment to examine the selection before picking one.

“This one looks perfect,” he announces, and you hum distractedly, moving cooled cookies into containers. Even though you’re not looking at him, you know exactly when he bites into the cookie, because he lets out a loud moan. “Mmmmm!”

You hum again, trying to ignore the fact that his effusive response went straight to your gut. You continue to pack the treats away, filling the tins you’ll be giving to your friends.

“Didn’t know you had this talent,” he muses, chewing thoughtfully. “Why’ve you been hiding it?”

“I haven’t been hiding it,” you laugh, cocking an eyebrow. “I just haven’t had much time to bake lately.”

“Yeah, I noticed you haven’t been around much,” he states, and you hope he doesn’t see the way you freeze momentarily at his words. “You’re working yourself to death. You gotta take time to relax, you know.”

“Oh? Never heard that before, thanks for the advice,” you grin. “I just gotta get through the holidays and then I can relax.”

“In your new place, right?” He reads the surprise on your face. “Joon told us you’re moving out.”

“Yeah, I am. I just need my own space.”

He nods.

After sliding the last tray in the oven, you help yourself to a cookie.

Hoseok grins. “There you go, that’s more like it. Enjoy a little treat. They’re really good.” He tilts his head. “Can I have another?”

You have just enough cookies to fill all the tins you’d purchased, just enough batches for all of your friends. But what’s one more?

“Yeah, okay, but that’s it.”

Again, he deliberates before choosing one. As his teeth sink in, he lets out another groan, and you clench involuntarily at the way his voice drops into a low rasp. “Fuck, these are so good!”

Is this what he sounds like all the time? Maybe it’s a good thing he’s always so quiet when he’s here. Because you’re wet enough that you can feel your underwear sticking to you as you start to clean up.

“Seriously, what do I have to do to get one of these tins?” he asks, tapping on a lid.

You nearly bite your lip in half as you keep all your suggestions at bay. “Listen, if you really want some, I’ll just make another small batch, okay? I think I have enough ingredients left…”

“Mmmm, you’re such a good baker! The best!” Hoseok moans around a mouthful, and you’re not sure if it’s his husky tone, or the words themselves, but something hits you like a bolt, and you swallow thickly.

And then you whimper.

Your eye is immediately drawn to Hoseok, like your body wants you to see his reaction even as your brain is cringing. He pauses with his hand to his mouth, little gingerbread legs in the air, and stares at you for a moment before he blinks.

“Uh, this batch will just take a minute,” you inform him, nervously grabbing your spatula again for something to do.

Hoseok just nods. “It’s nice of you to make some more. Thank you.” He shifts a little, comes closer so you’re between him and the counter.

“Oh, that’s - sure. You’re welcome.” Waving your spatula to emphasize that it's nothing, you start to measure your ingredients again, hyper aware of his nearness. If you turned your head right now, you know you’d see those dark eyes watching you. It’s so tempting, but you keep pouring your flour.

“You’re such a sweetheart, you know that?” he says, but it’s really more of a purr with all that bass rumbling through his voice, and again you feel that pulse of arousal hit you, and this time you clearly whine.

Again, you glance directly at Hoseok as the sound fades, and can’t move as his eyes slowly wander down to your breasts and back.

“You’re always so good to us when we’re here. Always taking care of us. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.” He moves towards you, slow and sure, his arms coming up to grip the counter on either side of you, caging you in. “Like tonight, cleaning up so we don’t break stuff. Or feeding us, even when you say you won’t. Such a sweet girl.” You’re gripping the spatula so hard, you think it might crack. If you leaned forward just the slightest bit, your nose would brush his. “Such a good girl.”

For once, you’re thankful for the loud commotion in the living room, because it means your brother did not just hear you moan, “Fuck, Hoseok,” in the kitchen.

You’ve never seen such a wicked smile from your brother’s best friend as he gently peels the spatula from your hand. “You like it when I call you a good girl?”

What is happening to you makes no sense. You spend all day getting called ‘good girl’ by patronizing customers and sexist assholes. And yet when Hoseok rolls those words around his pretty pink tongue, you become a whimpering, wet mess.

Maybe it’s because he seems to mean it. Or maybe it’s because it’s him. Either way, you let out a strangled noise at his question, and his grin sharpens.

“That’s what I thought.” His lips hover over yours. “Can I kiss you, sweet girl?”

The only way to answer him is with your own lips, tilting your chin up to meet his mouth. The kiss is soft, lingering, like he’s taking his time studying your lips the way he’s always studying you with his gaze. Then he slides his tongue out, tapping at your bottom lip, and you let him in, let him press his body against yours, nearly gasping when his hard length pushes against your hip.

“Hoseok, you want some dumplings? We’re getting some!”

As if your brother’s voice were a bolt of lightning striking between you, you and Hoseok split apart. Hoseok looks at you for a moment, chest rising as he catches his breath.

“Nah, man, I’m good. Got a sweet treat instead,” Hoseok shouts back. You roll your eyes and he smirks.

“Aw, did you get a cookie? That’s not fair!” Jungkook exclaims.

“Shut up, you had one too, dumbass!” With that, you hear the recognizable sound of your brother and Jungkook wrestling again.

A sudden yank on the waistband of your pants draws your attention. Hoseok tugs again, and then he slips his fingers beneath.

He doesn’t move his hand, just slides it into your pants, and stares into your eyes. You hold your breath as you hear another shout.

“I want another cookie, Noona!” Taehyung yells. “Aren’t they good, Hoseok?”

Hoseok crooks an eyebrow, just the slightest bit, and you nod. His fingers dip between your thighs, and when they find the wetness there, he hisses. “They’re so good, Tae-yah!” he declares, middle finger disappearing between your folds.

Your hands grasp at his biceps as you pitch forward, moaning at the sudden intrusion. His finger is long enough to curl perfectly into your most sensitive spot, and he employs a rapid tickling motion that makes your knees buckle.

“Hoseok, holy fuck!”

Is this really happening? Are you really letting your brother’s best friend fingerfuck you in the kitchen? Where anyone could walk in and see him knuckle deep in your throbbing cunt?

Yes, it is. And you know what? You deserve this little treat.

“Ah, sweet girl, I just love your cookies so much.” Hoseok licks his lips as he adds a second finger. “Can’t resist.”

Taehyung calls again. “Can I please have another?”

“Focus on the game, hyung, damn!” Jungkook yells, but not a second later adds, “Can I have one too?”

The thrusting of Hoseok’s fingers makes it hard for you to think straight. Everything about this moment makes it difficult, honestly - the way his arms flex under your fingers, the way his cock keeps bumping against your thigh, the way his eyes haven’t left yours for a second.

“Tell them no,” Hoseok whispers, thumb ghosting over your clit before he presses into the nub firmly enough to make your hips buck into his hand. “No more for them!”

“N…” Hoseok pushes against your clit again and you see stars. “No, no cookies for you!”

There’s a burst of laughter from the living room that perfectly covers the wail you let out as Hoseok fucks you with three fingers, hard and fast.

“Good girl,” he whispers, free hand cupping the back of your neck to kiss you. “So sweet, so good for me.” And with that praise, you come with a muffled cry against his lips. When your cunt stops clenching around his fingers, he removes them, and brings them to his mouth to suck them clean.

You groan, lightly pushing on his chest. He laughs, taking a step back, and you suck in a deep breath, trying to regain your composure. “Don’t make me grab the spatula.”

“Think you’ll do any baking in your new place?”

Caught off guard by the question, you furrow your brows. “Probably?”

“Good. You better text me if you do.” His gaze roams your body again, and you swear you feel an aftershock from your orgasm. “I definitely want more of your cookies.”

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gillianthecat · 2 years ago

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Walking up and down the stairs is exhausting right now.

Fahlanruk – episode 8

Ok, we're getting philosophical now. Whose voice is this?

I appreciate that Fah experiences all of his feelings in the shower. The actor did well on the body sculpting.

My favorite disaster child. You don't need to start this out by lying about Fah's game. Oh baby. Someone else stepped in to take care of him while you were gone pretending to be cool. Oh baby. You silly lying liar.

Is this the girl Tap went on one date with and then failed to hook up with before? If so, bold of him to call her to take care of him after that. Also she must really like him if she's willing to come help. Honey, I like you, but go focus your attention on someone more available please.

These goodbyes are cute. (So was Fah's and Sher's from the last episode). I love it when people don't want to leave each other, but things are too new for them to say it exactly, so they're just sweet and fumbling and reluctant.

Stalker BLs have got me trained: I fully expected that to be a box of photos of Gear. Instead it's just a product placement 😂 And barely a placement, more like they just interrupted the show for an ad that happens to star one of the actors.

The Significance of the Two Toothbrushes strikes again!

Is she going to check the closet too? Yes, she's checking the closet too.

All these BL boys are the neatest college students ever. I can guarantee you that my beloved disaster child's room would not be anywhere near that organized if he didn't have a set designer doing it for him. Perhaps the Ping & Tap labels; my boy does have a crush after all. But there would also be clothes strewn everywhere.

Oh shit 😂 She caught you sleeping in the café, disaster child. And she caught you lying about the tennis game 😂 The question is, what is she going to do with all this information? Is she going to look at this mess of codependency and decide it's not worth her time and go off and find some other cute boys to kiss? Or is she going to double down and become an interfering, manipulative faen fatale? Given the track record of this show I suspect the latter, but I can always hope.

Wait. Is this Mark's apartment from Love Mechanics (the second one)? The furniture is different, but the kitchen area and the shelf by the door look familiar. @callipigio, do you recognize it (visible around 10:35)? Should it get added to the list? Or maybe it's just a standard look for cheap modern apartments in Thailand. I'd have to look at Love Mechanics to check.

$25 Ping is drinking morosely alone.

Oh look. I owe myself $25 💳

Is that Rabitat shirt also from First's brand?

My babies 🥺

Also, I haven't said this yet, but I really like Ping's grey plaid pants.

My babies. Trying so hard to take care of each other and not get in each other's way 🥺

Was there always a voiceover? I don't remember it from previous episodes. Anyways, it's unnecessary, the actors and script are already conveying everything.

Ping. Oh my baby. Oh Ping.

Tap's pajama game is excellent.

Ooh, finally the tables turn and Fah is giving someone else relationship advice.

I think that every time Fah claims to be committed I'm just waiting for the inevitable moment that he grows bored or cheats or something. So I'm like Sher, apparently. I mean, presumably they end up together eventually but we do see Sher sobbing in the title montage every week, so clearly Fah's going to do something to break his heart at some point. All that is to say, it's hard for me to get excited about his expressions of devotion.

Also, I want to be happy for Pai to be shooting his shot with the campus hottie, but he's being such a creep about the whole thing that I can't 😕

Oh my god this fake ass injury and this fight 🙄😂 But who is this other tall super protective dude? Lol, for once Pink and I are on the same wavelength. Who is he? Not the mysterious Apo?

Ah, no. A "Charles" who knows Sher's twin. Lol, it's their half-brother. Thank goodness. It was either a relative or a whole new melodramatic plotline, and we don't need any new melodrama.

Speaking of which, where is Tam's amnesiac stalker ex? We haven't seen him in a while.

Sher, don't be so mean to poor Gear. Do make Fah jealous though, it's good for him.

Yay Prince! Set your boundaries. Don't start something with Gear if he's going to be jealous of your friendships. Also I like your blue shirt.

I would also say that Sher needs to set boundaries with a jealous possessive Fah, for the same reason. Except I like seeing Fah unhappy. Something about him just kinda makes me want to torture him. But also Fah, not cool, not cool at all.

Oh yeah Fah you fully deserved that slap.

And don't push Sher! He's got a injured ankle! I've returned from my brief vacation to Tolerating-Fah-land and am back in Loathing-Fah-ville. Get a grip dude. And wipe that pathetic look off your face, this is all on you.

Gossip about Fah that's actually relevant to their work and not just invasive nosiness? I'm honestly shocked.

Wait. Why is Charles there?

Oh Ping. My baby. You make me sad when you cry. At least you have a beautiful setting in which to be sad. It's probably good for them to have this rupture to move them to something beyond this pining stuckness, but it's so hard for both my boys. 50 missed calls 😢

Oh Tap. You are sad and confused both.

Oh god, everyone's heartbroken. We're having a cry-off. Prince, your tears make me sad too.

Fah. What the fuck. Are you doing. Is this an intentional thing to "get back at" Sher and try and make him jealous? Are you just living in your own head, oblivious to the people around you. I continue to not understand your brain.

Oh Sher. How I wish Fah was worthy of you risking your heart.

Wait. So no answer to the who is Apo question? It seemed like such a dramatic cliffhanger last episode I was sure they were going somewhere with that. Will we ever find out? Will the amnesiac stalker ex reappear? Only four more episodes to fit it all in.

Oh wait, looks like Apo at least will show up next week. And Fah is going to the creepy over invested girl for relationship advice? Eh 🤷🏻‍♀️

#fahlanruk ep 8 #fahlanruk #fahlanruk the series #gillianthecat reacts to bl #kind of like liveblogging

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mischievouslittlecreature · 2 months ago

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@peakyswritings Ahhhhhhhhh oh my god, Reb, what are you doing to me!?

The longing between them is going to cause me to combust. At this point, I'd be happy if they just vanished into the night together. I don't care what problems it would cause between their families. I just want them to be together and happy! 😩

“You come to me,” he repeated. “Write a letter, jump on a fucking boat, anything. I’ll help you. You just need to reach out.” His blue eyes stared deep in hers as he spoke, a silent promise shining in them. I’ll protect you.

He's so 🥺 I just wanna squish him! He really would do whatever he had to to keep her safe!

A sigh lifted Tommy’s chest. “I really wanted it to be you,” he whispered.

Stop it I'm sobbing 😭😭😭. The melancholy and deep longing in his words just rips my heart out. I really, really hope that you give them a happy ending. I'm gonna be an absolute mess if they end up separated!

Tommy’s icy gaze swept over her face, his eyes holding an intensity that made her knees buckle. “I can’t marry your cousin.”

YES. Hallelujah! The amount of relief I felt at him finally telling her this, despite knowing all the problems that it would cause...this whole interaction between them had me melting. He loves her so much that he's willing to risk it all to be with her! 🥹

But Tommy didn’t seem fazed, his face bearing a look of steely determination that brooked no argument. “The thing about me,” he said, “is that I always dig my way out.”

Ahhhhhhhhh I love this so so much! It's such a great homage to the line he said to Alfie in s2 about digging himself out!

Him telling her that he would fight a thousand wars for her...I am screeching I love them so much! I was on the edge of my seat, begging for her to just say yes to his suggestions.

Noooooo why did her brothers have to show up then!? 😩 I found it so interesting though how the two brothers reacted, and how it seems to say a lot about their different relationships with Nina. Pietro, who's closer to her, is more concerned with her honor, it seems, while Salvatore is more concerned with the shame she's brought onto them. While Pietro makes it out on Tommy, Salvatore immediately goes to attack Nina. And I liked the detail of Pietro immediately still rising to Nina's physical defense against Salvatore, despite clearly still being angry with her.

Ahhhhhh not Agnese finding out too! Ohhhh my god her called Nina a whore made my stomach drop. I had hoped that maybe she would be able to be understanding of Nina and Tommy's relationship, but now I'm starting to think that she may be just about to become the most venomous towards them out of everyone! 😬

I am so scared for what's about to happen to them next! Please don't hurt them too badly! 🫣

Heart, Body and Soul || Tommy Shelby x OC

PART XII

Summary: After what happened during the engagement party, Tommy and Nina allow themselves to indulge in their feelings for one another. But they must not forget dangerous games end in blood.

Warnings: time-typical misogyny, talks of arranged marriage, talks of forced marriage, mentions of killing, mentions of sex, threats, violence, injuries, angst, small age-gap (Tommy’s 30, Nina is in her early 20s). This is set between season 1 and 2. English is not my first language.

A/N: as always, some conversations are supposed to be in Italian but for obvious reasons I kept them in English.

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The uncertain light of dawn showed through the lace curtains of the window, casting patterns on the walls of Nina’s bedroom. She was resting with her head on Tommy’s chest, lulled by the sound of his heartbeat, as his fingertips delicately traced her spine.

He had kept his promise. After the engagement party, after everyone had gone to bed, he had knocked on her door, ever so softly, to make sure no one else would hear. And she had let him in. How could she say no to those fleeting moments when they were all they could ever have? How could she deprive herself of them when she knew that Tommy would be taken from her so soon?

It scared her how much she needed him. Try as she might, she couldn’t fathom how it could be possible that she, who had never needed anyone, needed him. Tommy had awakened something dormant inside of her that she couldn’t keep under control. It made her vulnerable, it made her weak, it made her unreasonable. And then there was that absurd certainty that they hadn’t met each other, they had recognised each other. Although Nina had never believed in destiny, she was sure that her soul knew him before she did. There was an invisible string, no matter how tangled, that had always tied her to him.

“What did you do to me, Tommy Shelby?” she whispered, drawing circles on the bare skin of his abdomen. “I’m yours, now.”

Here it comes. The last of the walls Nina had so carefully built around her over the years tumbled down. But it didn’t happen with a crash. No loud noise, no earthquake. The fall was silent.

I’m yours. Heart, body and soul.

Tommy threaded his fingers through her long locks. “No,” his chest vibrated against her ear as he spoke, a bitter melancholy lacing his words. “You’re not mine.”

A silence heavy with resignation fell between them. Tommy was right, he’d never be able to call her his and she’d never be able to call him hers. Not in the actual sense, at least. But in her heart Nina knew that a part of her would always belong to him, no matter how far away they would be.

Tommy took her hand in his, lifting it to slowly weave their fingers together. “What will you do?” he asked, and he didn’t need to say more for Nina to understand what he meant.

She pondered her answer. What would she do? Could she really go back to the life she had before, as if Tommy were never there? Could he really become just a distant memory? No. Nothing could ever be the same. Not after what he had left her. He had taught her feelings she was sure would never belong to her. He had filled the empty spot she didn’t even know she had inside her heart. He would always be a part of her.

“I’ll figure it out,” she just said. But her words echoed with the shadow of something unsaid, a silent worry that he caught nonetheless.

“What if they make you marry him?”

“They won’t.”

“What if they do?”

She didn’t reply.

“I can’t stand and watch you marry that bastard.”

“If it comes to that, you probably won’t be here to watch,” she cracked a joke, but Tommy’s expression stayed serious. She shifted to lay on her stomach, raising her head from his chest to look at him. “It won’t happen,” she said, slightly shaking her head. “I’ll find a way.” She tried to keep her voice steady in her attempt to reassure him, but even to her ears it sounded too uncertain to hold any real belief.

Tommy brought his hand to cup her face, his thumb gently stroking her skin. “If you don’t, you come to me, understand?”

“Tommy…” Nina shook her head, trying to move away from him, but his grip slightly tightened to make her look at him.

It was wishful thinking. She knew it, he knew it. But apparently the thought of being able to do something about it made it more bearable for both of them.

“Alright,” she conceded, resting with her head on his chest again. Tommy seemed to catch that subtle way to tell him she didn’t want to talk about that possibility anymore, cause he dropped the matter. Nina was glad for it. She didn’t want to spend the last minutes they had for themselves talking about Stefano.

Looking up at him, she found herself once again captured by his beauty. She remembered how the first time she had properly looked at him, it had seemed to her that every feature, every detail had been carved out of marble by a sculptor whose intent was to make something perfect. She traced her finger along the small scar under his chin. If someone had told her she’d end up thinking stuff like that, she wouldn’t have believed them.

A sigh lifted Tommy’s chest. “I really wanted it to be you,” he whispered. He kept his eyes fixated on the ceiling, as if the sudden sincerity of his words had made him too vulnerable, and he needed to put some distance between himself and her gaze to feel less exposed.

Those words felt like a knife going through her heart. Me too, she thought to herself. But she didn’t dare say it.

“I would’ve made your life hell,” she said instead, letting out a half chuckle, but there was no humour in it. Just a painful longing.

“I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”

Sitting at her desk, Nina fidgeted with her pen, staring at the white page in front of her. Tommy had left less than an hour ago, and she hadn’t been able to find it in herself to go downstairs and face another day. For a while, she needed to be alone with her thoughts.

Her father’s words still echoed in her mind. What do you want to do with your life? The previous day she hadn’t been able to give him an honest answer. She wasn’t even sure she knew what the exact answer was. Or maybe she knew, but that answer was something she couldn’t understand, let alone explain.

It had to do with the stillness. It was all around her: in the house, in the village, in people. It was as if the clock had stopped working somewhere in time, trapping all of them into a flat, motionless dimension they weren’t aware of. Every action, every event was part of a script they didn’t need to read, cause it was rooted in their very being. Inside that stillness, her mind couldn’t find rest. She wanted to do. Something, anything. There was a restlessness inside her, an urge, a yearning. An itch. The itch to destroy everything, to blow everything up. To tear herself apart and put the pieces back together in a different way. To dismantle and rebuild. To step outside the imaginary door that stood between her and the world, to leap into the void. To let go of the fear of the unknown. To be brave. To act. Not to submit.

Nina wrote down those thoughts, in the hope that all that poison would flow from her brain to her arm, from her arm to the ink, then spill over onto the page and purify her mind, even if just for a while. It worked, most of the times. That was how she got entire notebooks filled with scattered thoughts, memories, incoherent words that she probably wouldn’t have been able to give an order to herself. Sometimes she struggled to decide whether she wrote to keep track of her feelings or to get rid of them.

Then, for the first time, she found the courage to write about Tommy. Never had she mentioned his name in her diary, for fear that it would make everything too real. But that was a step she needed to take. She wrote about how seen he had made her feel. About how, for some reason she couldn’t understand, he accepted her as she was. About how she wished she had never let him close to her.

Because she was causing him nothing but pain.

“I’m not sure this looks good on me,” Agnese whined, looking at herself in the mirror of the dressmaker’s shop. She turned from side to side, making it an arduous task for the poor seamstress to fix the wedding gown on her.

Sitting on a small sofa next to her aunt Rita and her cousins, Rosa and Sofia, Nina rested with her chin on her hand, staring blankly into space. After two hours and eight wedding dresses, Agnese’s hopes to find the one were slowly sinking. Just like Nina’s hopes for that torture to end. She would’ve gladly spared herself the inconvenience, hadn’t her cousin been so convincing in telling her she would never, ever, be able to choose a dress without her help. Nina wasn’t sure that was the case, but she couldn’t just say no without any apparent reason. So there she was, drowning among inches of satin, silk, lace and tulle, trying to ignore her aunt’s displeased looks. She wasn’t happy to have her there, and she was doing absolutely nothing to hide it.

“Nina, what do you think?” Agnese turned to her, pleading her with her eyes to say something. That only seemed to antagonise aunt Rita more, who had well understood that her daughter valued her cousin’s advice way more than hers or her sisters’.

Nina blinked, searching for the details of all the dresses she had watched her try on in the fog of her mind and comparing them to the one she was wearing now. “I liked the other one better.”

“The one I tried on before this?”

“Yes.”

“That one was horrible,” aunt Rita said bitterly, straightening her back.

Nina had to restrain herself from rolling her eyes. Of-fucking-course. “I liked it,” she shrugged.

“That’s cause you have no taste,” Sofia remarked, scrunching her nose, making Rosa let out a giggle.

Nina took a deep breath, trying her best not to let them get to her. An arduous task. She had little patience left, and she wasn’t sure she’d succeed in refraining from throwing hands. She stretched her legs in front of her, leaning with her back against the cushions. “Yes, you’re right,” she said nonchalantly, aware that her indifference would vex them way more than any nasty retort.

“You could still wear my old dress,” aunt Rita suggested, a hint of hope in her voice.

Please no, Nina widened her eyes, recalling the puffy sleeves and voluminous frills. Not to mention that sort of horrendous bib at the neck. She sent her cousin a look, who looked back at her with the exact same expression. Aunt Rita had expressed more than once her desire to see her daughter wearing her old wedding gown, going as far as making her try it on three times in order to convince her. The idea itself wouldn’t be bad, if it weren’t for the fact that it was the ugliest, tackiest dress they both had seen in their entire lives. And as much as Nina wasn’t happy to see Agnese marrying Tommy, she still didn’t wish for her to look ridiculous.

She let her gaze wander across the room, hoping that among the profusion of frocks and fabrics she’d find a dress good enough to save Agnese from that possibility. But something else caught her eye. An unfinished sketch was resting on the small table in front of her. She leaned forward to take a better look at it, furrowing her eyebrows as an idea began to take shape into her head.

“Zia, you said you liked the third one, right?” she asked her aunt.

“That was nicer, yes.”

“But you didn’t like the sleeves,” she continued, this time talking to Agnese, who promptly shook her head.

“I liked the sleeves of the one you suggested,” she said. “And the floral details. But I’m not sure about the skirt.”

“So you’d like the third one, if it had those sleeves and those details.”

Agnese bit her lips, squinting her eyes as if she was trying to picture what the dress would look like. “Yes,” she said eventually. “Yes, that would be perfect.”

“Perhaps,” Nina turned to the seamstress, speaking in her nicest tone. “The dress could be modified, by changing the sleeves and adding the floral details.”

The woman wavered, undoubtedly thinking about the little time she had at her disposal to make the changes.

“If you’ll be so kind to forgive our short notice and make us a little favour, that is,” Nina added persuasively. “We know it’s lots of work, but we trust your ability to make that… perfect dress, to use my cousin’s words.”

The seamstress’s expression changed, a small smile appearing on her face at the praise. Nina had to hold back a grin. Just as she thought.

“The silhouette seemed to be made just for her, after all,” she pushed a bit more. Then she paused, as if thinking about something. “Ah, I bet everyone will want to know where she got it,” she concluded, slightly shaking her head.

Much to Nina’s satisfaction, that seemed to do the trick. The seamstress nodded, clasping her hands together. “It can be done,” she asserted, clasping her hands together. “This lovely girl deserves the dress of her dreams.”

“Perfect.” Agnese’s face broke into a big smile, her eyes lighting up with joy. “What do you think, mum?”

Aunt Rita pursed her lips, visibly annoyed by the fact that Nina, of all people, had just found the solution to what up until a few minutes prior seemed like the biggest issue in the world. “If it makes you happy, I’m happy,” she conceded.

Agnese clapped, giggling to herself, then she glanced at Nina, a grateful look on her face. Thank you, she mouthed. Nina smiled back, but a sudden melancholy rose into her chest.

It was happening. Tommy and Agnese were getting married. And she could do nothing but stand and watch as she lost the only man who had made her question everything she had ever believed about herself.

When she came back home, Nina found Tommy standing right outside the front door, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cigarette. His head was hanging low, but she still caught the glimpse of a frown on his face. There was something off with him. He was serious, even more than usual, and there was a stiffness in his posture that gave away how tense he truly was. She took her time to walk up the steps, waiting for her aunt and cousins to walk into their own home before approaching him.

She could feel his piercing eyes on her as she fumbled with her keys, hands slightly shaking like every time she was aware he was looking. God, she was such a mess.

Tommy took one last drag from his cigarette, then he threw it away with a nervous gesture. “I need to talk to you,” he said lowly, blowing a cloud of smoke.

Nina’s heart skipped a beat at his words, her mind starting to race with all the different possibilities. Maybe something bad had happened. Maybe they had been too reckless, and someone had found out about them. She pushed away that thought. If that were the case, all hell would’ve broken loose by now. Then what was it he wanted to talk to her about?

“Wait,” she murmured, carefully taking a look around to make sure no one was near. Having established there were no prying eyes, she grabbed his arm, taking him to a more secluded area of the garden, away from the windows of the house.

Realising she was still holding on to him, Nina let her hand fall, feeling a rush of warmth rising up to her cheeks. “Go on,” she encouraged him, her voice coming out more apprehensive than intended.

Tommy’s icy gaze swept over her face, his eyes holding an intensity that made her knees buckle. “I can’t marry your cousin.”

It took Nina a while to register what he had just said. She blinked a few times, half-convinced she hadn’t heard him right. “Wha… what?” she furrowed her brows, instinctively withdrawing.

Tommy gently placed his warm hands on her arms, not allowing her to recede further. “I can’t marry your cousin,” he said once again. “Because I want you.”

Nina gaped at him, frantically trying to make sense of what he was telling her. He couldn’t actually mean it, could he?

“Tommy, are you out of your mind? My family-”

“I don’t care,” he interrupted her, voice steady.

“You can’t possibly-”

“Look at me,” he cut her off again, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger. “I don’t care,” he repeated, more softly.

Nina swallowed, feeling incredibly weak under his stare. No one had ever shown her so much devotion, so much tenderness. That man was ready to risk his own life for her, and she couldn’t understand why. She couldn’t understand what she had done to deserve all that affection. She couldn’t explain to herself the fondness in his eyes. It was too painful to bear. It was almost enough to make her cave.

Almost.

“They’ll kill you,” she argued.

“They won’t.”

“How are you going to prevent it, exactly?”

Tommy hesitated for a moment, licking his lips. “Somehow.”

“Somehow?” she raised her eyebrows in disbelief. “That’s your grand plan?” She took an abrupt step back, the word incessantly replaying in her head. “Somehow,” she scoffed, shaking her head. She rubbed her eyes, and when she spoke again she was taken aback by how tired her voice sounded. “Tommy, there’s no way out of this, we need to accept it.”

There was no point in keeping on hurting each other like that, dwelling over what could’ve been had things been different. It was late, too late.

But Tommy didn’t seem fazed, his face bearing a look of steely determination that brooked no argument. “The thing about me,” he said, “is that I always dig my way out.”

Nina looked at him defiantly, as if to assess just how unyielding he could be. “So you’re digging now.”

“I’m digging now.”

She crossed her arms over her chest, averting her gaze. She would be lying, if she said she wasn’t tempted to say yes. To screw everything up and deal with the consequences later. To put her feelings first, for once. And he was making it harder and harder for her to stand firm.

Tommy closed the distance between them with a long stride, standing so close to her she could feel the heat radiating from him. His familiar scent filled her nostrils, making her head spin. He cradled her face in his hands, tilting her head up. “You said to me you’re not worth starting a war over. You’re wrong. I’d start a thousand fucking wars and gladly fight each one of them if it meant that I got to keep you by my side.”

That display of bare, raw vulnerability left Nina completely disarmed. Tommy was standing in front of her, laying his fragile, troubled heart in her hands, stripped of all protection, and she had no idea what to do with it. She wanted to hold it gently, to handle it with care, yet it seemed to her that she could only be capable of crushing it. She brought her hands to his wrists, thumbs lightly rubbing over his skin.

“Say yes,” Tommy went on, looking straight into her eyes, “and I’ll go talk to your father right now.”

He was dead serious, she could see it on his face. There was no hint of uncertainty in his demeanour. He knew what he wanted, and he meant it when he said he’d find a way out.

She remembered what he had told her the previous night, about how he’d never let anything bad happen to her. She had believed him then and she believed him even more now. Once again, Tommy took the shape of something solid, steady. Something she could trust. Before she could think about what she was doing, Nina pressed her lips on his. His mouth was warm and soft against hers, his hands tender as he brought her even closer. He felt familiar, and safe. Like a shelter, or a shield.

Then he was yanked away from her by some brutal force. Before she could register what was happening, someone grabbed her by the shoulder, screaming something she was in too much of a shock to understand.

It wasn’t until she saw Pietro landing a punch on Tommy’s face that Nina came back to herself.

“Did you ruin her?” he barked, roughly grabbing Tommy by the collar. “Did you fucking ruin her?”

Nina watched in horror as her brother turned into a being she could barely recognise. His face was red, a vein was swelling on his neck, and his bloodshot eyes blazed with ferocity.

“Pietro, stop,” she darted forward, freeing herself from the hand holding her shoulder.

She didn’t go far. A string of curses left Salvatore’s mouth as he snatched her arm with such force to make her turn around. He towered over her, menacing, digging his nails into her skin. “Iu t’ammazzu, giuru ca t’ammazzu,” he growled, baring his teeth. Dark eyes glaring with fury, he raised his hand, causing her to flinch away in fear. (I’ll kill you, I swear I’ll kill you.)

“Oi,” Tommy reacted immediately, managing to shake Pietro off. But the eldest of the Ferrante siblings was quick to catch him again. Tommy clenched his jaw, jerking his head towards what was happening a few feet away from them. “You might wanna fucking stop him,” he snarled.

The fiery rage that had seemed to take over Pietro started to fade, giving way to an icy composure. He turned to his brother, a warning look in his eyes. “Calmati,” he told him, voice low but firm. (Calm down.)

As if subject to his will like a dog to its owner, Salvatore gritted his teeth, reluctantly letting his hand fall by his side. His other hand loosened its hold on her arm, although still not letting go. Nina exhaled in relief. She hadn’t even noticed she had been holding her breath the whole time. It wasn’t the first time she witnessed an outburst of anger from her brother, but until then it had never, never, been directed at her.

“Portiamolo da papà,” Pietro ordered, tilting his head towards the house. (Let’s bring him to dad.)

“Wait,” she tried to take a step forward, but Salvatore’s grip on her tightened.

“Zitta,” Pietro glared at her, a silent threat in his eyes. (Shut up.)

Nina glanced at Tommy, eyes wide. His right eyebrow had split open, and his cheekbone was already starting to bruise. He sent her a reassuring look, visibly trying to keep his calm, but she could tell he was just as nervous as her. The fact that he wasn’t able to understand what her brothers were saying probably made it even worse for him. Her heart raced in her chest, guilt setting heavily on her stomach. It was her fault. It was all her fault.

Nina helplessly watched as Salvatore left her to help their brother guide Tommy towards the house, knowing there was nothing she could to do stop them without making them even angrier.

She took a deep breath, unconsciously rubbing her sore arm, trying to clear her mind. She needed to think, and fast. She needed to dig her way out, or she’d have to dig her own grave. Her and Tommy’s.

When she turned to go in her house’s direction, her stomach dropped. Agnese was standing just a few feet away from her. And from the expression of pure disgust on her face, Nina could tell she she had witnessed everything.

“Agnese,” she stammered, but the look she received silenced her on the spot.

Agnese’s lips twisted in a grimace as she looked her up and down.

“Puttana,” she spat out. (Whore)

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slytherbun · 3 years ago

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🌼 fluff with sarah cameron with the prompts, “Mom/Dad, please don’t tell him/her what I said about him/her.” + “Are you my secret admirer, the one that’s been sending me all the flowers and notes?”

** but maybe instead of mom/dad, sarah rants about y/n to rafe (who begrudgingly listens because he’s lowkey invested 😩

— can’t wait for this one!! thank u ily

prom

pairing: sarah cameron x reader

word count: 0.8k

note: this was kinda inspired by one tree hill’s season 4 episode when lucas asks peyton to prom and attempts 👀 to pick her up at her house but instead i had meet them meet at the school. also can we talk about this non-canon brotherly care rafe has for sarah? 🥺 i kinda changed up the convo, hope this is okay! ♡

Ever since Sarah distanced herself from your friend Kie, it was questionable if you should confront her about your feelings.

You’ve had a hopeless crush on the blonde girl for almost a year now and if it weren’t for the brilliant thought of leaving little notes in her locker, she wouldn’t know that you were infatuated with her.

It was also a way of just showing your presence to Sarah. And without the information she needed to know about you and who you were, she wouldn’t be able to push you away like she has with everybody else.

You’ve wanted to tell her who you were for awhile and now that you knew Sarah was going to prom tonight, you wanted to ask her to go with you. But you weren’t sure how to ask her.

Every afternoon after the last class, the Cameron girl went to her locker to put away any unnecessary books that weren’t needed.

And so today in the same fashion, you figured you’d ask Sarah by slipping her a note.

Tonight would be the night that she found out who was leaving her vague love letters.

You excused yourself from class to slip her one more note and after school, Sarah made it home with the same note in hand.

“I know that you’ve wanted to know who I am for a while now. I'd like to give you a chance to find out if you’d like to be my date to prom. Meet me tonight at the school and be by your locker at four-thirty. I hope to see you there, Sweetheart.” The blonde read out loud to her brother Rafe.

“Should I even entertain this? What if it’s all just some big joke and prank?” She questioned while tapping the note on her wrist in contemplation.

Rafe raised a brow. “And if it isn’t? Shouldn’t you give this person a chance to at least tell you why they’ve been leaving these?” He paused, glancing down at the note once more that was open and then added.

“Also have you ever noticed how they capitalize Sweetheart, as if it’s your name? I think it's cute. I hope it’s Y/N.”

She knew he was right and plopped on her bed with a sigh. The prom dress she was wearing tonight was laid out on the bed a few inches away from her.

Sarah was about to start doing her hair until she called in her brother to hype her up after freaking out and hyperventilating about tonight.

“Yeah I’ve noticed.” Sarah chuckled, “Ok fine. But if for some reason this person becomes a constant in my life, please don’t tell them what I said about them. I hope it’s Y/N too but if it’s not her, then I’ll try and give them the benefit of the doubt.”

She glanced up at him with slanted eyes and Rafe nodded, holding out his fist to bump with hers in agreement.

After that, Sarah felt better and got up from her bed to finish getting ready.

𝗔 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 from when prom started, at four-thirty you stood by her locker with a bouquet and corsage.

You were nervous Sarah wasn’t going to show but she did and was absolutely stunning in her dress.

The Cameron girl wasn’t sure who was going to be there, so she was nervous. But when she opened the doors and saw you standing there she had to look twice.

Were you really standing there?

She knew of you and had two classes with you but never had the courage to speak to you and the fact that you were standing there in a dress and flowers for her, absolutely blew her away.

You gave her a nervous smile that she returned and held out the flowers for her to take.

“Hi.” With a nervous tone you spoke and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Hi, are you my secret admirer, the one that’s been sending me all the flowers and notes?” She murmured and held up the note from earlier today.

“Yes, I hope uh it’s not a disappointment that it’s me.” Playing with the lid of the corsage container, you looked down hoping not to see any discouragement on her face.

Sarah held out her hand for you and you looked up at her, taking it while she spoke. “Of course not. I-I was kinda hoping it was you.”

Your eyes widened at her confession with a red flush starting to creep up your neck, you replied. “Oh, well I’m glad to hear that, Sweetheart.”

She smiled at the pet name you often used in the notes and asked, “So did you want to go in?”

You nodded, releasing her hand to open the container, you showed her the corsage and Sarah held out her wrist.

You glided it up her wrist and her breath hitched at the intimacy of the silent moment.

After you made sure it was going to stay, Sarah interlocked her fingers around yours so you couldn’t pull away.

She smirked at the blush that was now on your cheeks as well and leaned to give you a kiss on the cheek before pulling you towards the doors while you were still processing that her lips touched your cheek.

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myriadof-fandoms · 3 years ago

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Please give us the essay 🥺

damn thank you for indulging me 👉👈 i'd love nothing more so:

let's start this of with probably my fav thing about stranger things: subtext. so much of this show, of these characters is subtext. especially when it comes to billy. there is not a lot actually explicitly stated in the show about his character. a lot that is treated as a fact is made up by the fandom by what really is more subtext of the scenes we see with him. particularly from season 2.

apropos season 2 billy. definitely not a great brother figure i think we can all agree. a reckless 17-year old with a lot of anger issues. i have a whole essay about the different possible characterisations of him too, someone stop me. his interactions with max? not great. absolutely not great. i personally think calling it abusive goes a bit far but that's just me. i also think there is a lot to be said for his actions maybe being screwed up ways of showing affection but that again is another essay in itself.

however as it is in season 2 we have: no kind words between max and billy, no real emotion unless it's anger or fear or frustration, max specifically talking with obvious disdain about him.

what do we have in season 3? none of the above.

i mean even s2 ends with billy looking at max in something that looks like contemplation, there's no disdain, and i would venture to say even affection in his look but obviously that's subjective. what isn't subjective is that despite max taking him out before, the season doesn't end violently between them. it ends just with them looking at each other.

now in s3? things are vastly different.

when max talks about billy in s3 it's in a way that just screams annoyed little sister. "wrong is kind of his default" said while smiling. to her friend. no reason to be pretending. and while they are in his room. listen my good dudes idk but that's not really what you'd do if you were being abused by someone.

especially bc in s2 max was clearly scared of billy and what he'd do. she was visibly scared when he held her arm in the car, she made lucas stay behind in the arcade, she turned the steering wheel, "he'll kill me, he'll kill us". if she'd been feeling that fear in s3 still she probably would not have gone as far as to enter his room. she was actively trying not to aggravate him before and in s3 it doesn't seem at all like she fears any consequences from him.

another important point: she is obviously upset by the idea of billy being flayed. she says so multiple times. she denies the chance of it. not particularly how you'd expect someone to react if they were feeling indifferent or hateful towards someone?

she also offers him up to be spied on by el in the first place. again why'd she do that if she were feeling as upset by him as she was in the previous season? also the only thing she warns eleven of is billy potentially being with a girl. like that's the worst she could imagine him doing.

max is also not particularly surprised by how nice billy acts when they find him with the holloways. when he is being perfectly polite, introduces her as his sister, and is nice to her. sure she looks a bit confused in the moment but ultimately summarises the evening to mean he's normal.

the sauna scene. honestly. the main point. she at first doesn't even want to do it. my baby is deep in denial. "i hope it's not you." and then she is visibly upset when they do put him in the sauna. before he's activated billy is begging her to believe him. and listen my dudes if he was feeling spiteful or disdainful towards her? he probably wouldn't be doing that. "please believe me max" he trusts her. when she asks him to explain further, he does. she wants to help him. there's enough affection between them that seeing him completely breaking down makes max cry.

moving onto my least favourite scene: his death. max' shock upon seeing him dying and begging for him to stay alive. mh. yeah idk. her guilt in s4 as well (i'm not gonna go into what else went on in s4 bc i'm not yet done with my rewatch) oh also just that she touches him without hesitance when he's on the floor. and sure he's clearly wounded but there is no hesitance on her side to get in his space at all. same as before when she was trying to get through to him when he was coming towards her, eleven and mike. she stands there and talks to him right until he is in her space and doesn't flinch away from him. yes abuse or hate are different and don't show for everyone the same way but also. this is very atypical behaviour, at multiple times just saying.

then there is the obvious grief. (granted i think grief itself doesn't necessarily mean that the person who's gone wasn't abusive or just shitty, simply bc it's not as black and white as people would like to make it out to be.) and then i mean obviously people grieve differently but also i personally think the fact that she is shown in his room does kind of point towards a better relationship too, it's a clear admittance at least to herself that she is missing him to a degree. she is seeking out his presence in a way? from what i know about grieving someone you didn't particularly want around the part of missing them is hard to accept. but again not my main point and also not a fact just yk my personal thoughts.

lastly i could also bring up my favourite thing ever: in s2 max knows how to drive the camaro and someone has to have taught her. it was billy and you can't change my mind. so even before s2 maybe there was a better relationship? .. there could be other clues for that too but yeah no i think i've made my point:

billy hargrove and max mayfield had an at least decent relationship by s3, thank you for your time. @ the duffers i'll meet you about this in a parking lot somewhere and i'll bring my k*ll nancy instead of steve presentation.

#.. i put too much thought into this show #sigh #thank you anon #i appreciate getting to talk so much lmao #i have so many feelings about billy hargrove #stranger things #billy hargrove #max mayfield #my favourite siblings #ask #anon

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waywardwriting · 3 years ago

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Hehe haii!! Once again I loved !! What you wrote for bimbo!reader x castiel ! I'd love to see more of them together ! Like her coming to see him and pouting about him to his angel brothers that she never gets to see him but he's literally right next to him! Or when his brothers think she's a bit too dumb to protect herself but he shows them her little pink car covered in butterflies and pops open her trunk to see all her customized guns handmade riffles along with her own bullets that have little hearts on the side!🥺🌸💕😩🤍 and she comes out the bunker running to kiss him but stumbles and falls 🥺🌸 and he's just like... 😐"cute💞💖💞💖😘💕🤍🥺💕💕"

Badass Bimbo || Castiel x Bimbo! Reader

Thanks so much angel!! You’re so wonderful and I hope you enjoy this one just as much <3

Y/N was sitting at home in her beautiful pink apartment, it was early morning and she was drinking tea in her favourite baby pink mug that Cas had bought her as a gift , he had saw it in a store while they were on a hunt together before they were dating and knew he had to get it for her. She had her day planned out, Castiel’s “stupid brothers” as she called them were taking up too much of his time lately and she wasn’t fond of it at all! They used to cuddle up every night and watch romantic movies and chat into the late hours of the morning and now she barely saw him! She knew it wasn’t his fault of course, duty calls but by god would she make his brothers pay today, one rule, don’t get between Y/N and Castiel. After her tea , she did all her makeup beautifully, from her eyelashes to her perfectly applied lipgloss, she got dressed into a soft pink dress and high heels , curled her hair and off she went in her Car , which was also , surprisingly pink, well, not so surprisingly.

She parked outside the bunker and made her way inside, after the Winchesters got to know her , they really liked her! Her and Cas were such a good match and for Christmas last year, they had given her , her own pink key for the bunker! So she could come and go as she pleased to see cas when he couldn’t be with her ! Or if she needed anything at all, she was family to the two brothers now , and she could always call this place home too if needs be , the decor though? Not her style, she would have to give the place her personal pink power if they wanted her to stick around . Y/N made herself known with the clicking of her heels and walking down the winding stairs of the bunker , three of his brothers were there at the minute , Micheal , Gabriel and Lucifer , the Winchesters being away on a hunt “oh hell what are you doing here?” Lucifer grumbled and Y/N huffed and with a pout stomped her way over “you know why I’m here, I have a bone to pick!” She pointed at them all with her glamorous nails , the woman had no fear even face to face with Lucifer himself . “I haven’t seen my boyfriend in weeks!! And it’s all your fault! You’re taking up all his time , with no breaks to deal with the shit you caused leaving your demons run around Kansas!” Y/N yelled and Lucifer rolled his eyes “yeah yeah whatever pinkie, go back to doing your lipstick or something and leave the big boys deal with the monsters okay? You’re clearly not strong enough-“ he was cut off with Y/N giving him a good hard slap across the cheek , Micheal and Gabriel’s eyes were widened in shock “dont you DARE! undermine me and my experience! Devil or not I will not take your fucking shit!” Lucifer knew he couldn’t hurt her , he was powerless and like it or not she was important. Gabriel tried to stifle a laugh but couldn’t hold it back “you got your ass handed to you!” He taunted and Lucifer stormed off in a tantrum , with all the chaos Y/N didn’t even notice Castiel come in! He had witnessed it all and had a grin plastering his features , that’s his girl. “BABE! I’ve missed you!” She ran over and gave him a big hug “hello love I’m so sorry , things have just been so hectic” Cas held her tight and kissed her forehead “I’m so proud of you…” he whispered to her and rubbed her back, Lucifer came back and sat at the table “can you PLEASE control that woman!?” He sneered and Castiel rolled his eyes “you asked for it.” Micheal stated simply “about time someone gave you a slap we’ve all wanted to do it for centuries” They all broke out into laughter Y/N smiled at Cas “I’m just headed to the bathroom babe I’ll be right back!” She ran down the hall humming.

Castiel walked over to the table where his brothers were , Gabriel spoke up “Cas, Brother , I know she just gave Lucifer a slap … but are you sure she can properly defend herself …? She’s kind of …away with the fairies …I’m not trying to offend but” he tried to explain, Cas sighed “come on…” he lead them outside to Y/N’s beautiful pink car popping open the trunk of the car , there was a massive devils trap on the inner roof of the trunk, and a massive crate of her customised weapons , guns , knives, hex bags even pink salt , you heard me .. pink salt , everything was pink somehow . Cas opened a box of bullets and held one up , lovehearts engraved on the sides of them. “I… take it back … shes got it handled” Gabriel spoke and the other two brothers looked in shock she didn’t seem the type for all this , but she was badass. “See..? She can handle herself , just because she’s girly and pretty doesn’t mean she can’t .. kick ass as Dean would say” Cas explained and Y/N stepped outside “admiring my car I see!?” She exclaimed running over tripping in the process, her boyfriend catching her just in time “cute” he smiled down at her, he was so grateful for her this was just what he needed after a long and hard few weeks , his angel here in his arms .

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