#OKAY YEAH I ASKED FOR IT BUT LMAOOOO ALL THE SAME

[silver-hibiscus]

Lmao???

20 + 33 gabenath

Her face is blotchy and red, and she's already turning away and it's all he can do to grab her wrist and tell her, "never, ever think that you're unloveable just because all I have to to offer you is friendship my Nathalie."

He sees the bob of her throat as she swallows, and hates that he knows that had he still his Miraculous she'd be ripe for an akuma right now.

But she looks up and meets his eyes, strong as ever despite yet another blow to her hopes, "but you could never...."

"No," he sighs and takes a step closer, "it's nothing you've done, or failed to do- don't even think that. You can't change this. I do love you, but I can't be the man who's in love with you."

"I understand sir." He hates the flatness to her voice, that she thinks she has to act for him. "I should, I should go."

"Don't feel like that." He pulls her close, and despite her words she doesn't fight it. "I don't think any less of you for your feelings."

"You've known for a while haven't you?" She whispers against his chest.

Rubbing his best attempt at comforting circles into her back he confirms, "My Miraculous."

She makes a sound halfway between a sob and a laugh. "I should have known. Stupid of me to think I'd succeeded in keeping it secret."

"Had I not had a Miraculous I wouldn't have. You never let it slip."

"Neither did you. I'd have thought that if you'd known-"

He holds her a little tighter. It's all he can do when, "I know how loyal you are Nathalie, so it never worried me. In fact it was a comfort. Unfair of me I admit, but knowing someone still cared for me like you did- it gave me the strength to continue."

"Please never say that to Adrien.'

"Oh he knows who to blame."

"I never-" She looks up at him, those eyes shining with sincerity like shallow water in sunlight," you know I'd never have sabotaged your attempts to get Emilie back. It's just now that-"

"I know." The weight of the knowledge that is wife is gone lies heavy enough on him he can barely can out of bed. "I understand why you spoke up now. I've been..." cataconic, useless, likely to tank his company, the choices of descriptors are endless and yet he doesn't want to admit any of them even though Nathalie knows.

"Acting like you have nothing left." Her voice is stronger now, firm. Like the Nathalie who had stood by Hawk Moth's side. "But you do, even if I don't count you have Adrien."

"I have you too." He rushes to reassure her, after all, "You've always been the one reminding me to live, and that's why I should do the same for you."

"I don't,"

"You," he cradles her cheek with one hand, "are a beautiful,"

"Hmph," She pulls her face away from him, "don't lie to me."

"You are. I realise it's hard to remember that in this industry but when you were younger you could have modelled. You have the height." And certainly the ability for the build, even if she's always run a little more muscular than the catwalk models.

"Models have to photograph well. Not one of my talents." But she at least rests her head back against his shoulder.

"That doesn't mean you're not gorgeous in the flesh. And you have twice, more than twice, the talents of most of those girls."

"Thank you I suppose."

There's no sincerity but he supposed he can't blame her. Was it Emilie rejecting him like that then-

Then-

Then Gabriel isn't sure what he'd have done, except that he's sure that Emilie and Nathalie and even the then non-existent Adrien would be very upset with him.

He presses a kisss to the top fo her head. "You will find someone you know. There is nothing deficient in you. The lack is in me. And one day some man is going to love you the way you love me. And I'll let you go, because that's the right thing to do even if miserly as I might be I wish I could keep you all to myself."

He can't even wish that Nathalie wasn't in love him, that she only loved him as he did her, because the truth is he wants how she is for him now forever. But he's done enough unfair things to her. Adrien would tell him that.

She stays pressed against his shoulder and it hits him she's hiding her face from him. "You don't have to lie to me to make me feel better."

"I'm not lying."

It's the truth and yet he can feel he hasn't convinced her from her hand against his chest.

"I think I'm going to go to my room." She says with a subtle push agaisnt him.

He doesn't let her go yet, "Nathalie..."

"Your rejection has been very kind. But it's still rejection. Surely you can understand my wanting some time alone."

"I suppose. Just- don't do anything stupid."

"I know better than that now." She pulls away from him, "Goodnight Gabriel."

It sounds more like goodbye the way she says it.

[spaciebabie]

see i absolutely despise jimmy (and curly) as a character(s) but as a literary freak i can appreciate the way hes used as a story device with his relationship to curly. i could type this more eloquently but currently ive had a glass of champagne and i havent drank in like 6 months so my tolerance is low so forgive my writing but. jimmy cannibalizing curly. yeah.

theres multiple messages here, theres the message that jimmy is doing what curly (assumedly) did to get into his position and, employing another metaphor, taking the "dog eat dog world" saying to heart. and literally. devouring his competition. or maybe curly didnt do that. and thats what jimmy thinks curly did and so he aims to do the same. choose whichever one you like more they're both interesting storywise.

theres the message where jimmy "consumes" curly in some twisted expression of love. devouring curly so that he remains a part of him, an expression that he is the gold star captain and something to aspire to. admiration for something he'll never be and so he chooses to consume him in order to potentially absorb some of his skill or become more like him.

and then there is curly sitting there helplessly being devoured. its something he has no say in, not something that he chose to happen to him, its something hes become swept up in. he becomes devoured by jimmy in the literal sense of cannibalism, but also in the sense that he became so absorbed in his friendship w/jimmy he ignored his wrongdoings and ultimately led to anya's assault as well as the death of the whole crew.

curly and jimmy intertwined so that one is always consumed by the other. curly in a literal sense, jimmy in a more psychological one. i mean like its really quite crazy they did the "im consumed with thoughts about this guy and want to be him so i must literally consume him" thing quite well. when examining mouthwashing's narrative you find new things to admire every time. each little story element has a place in creating a wonderfully complex and heartbreaking story. its very well done and honestly something to aspire to from the perspective of someone who enjoys studying/writing literature.

all of this is to say i think that there should be more art of jimmy covered in blood and engaging in this cannibalism like the stupid little leech he is

[kalims]

⭒ㅤwith a disney princess

premise. surely there's been a mistake, cause there's no way someone out of place like you ended up at nrc, right? (spoiler alert: months later and they will fight whoever might drag you to rsa)

featuring. dorm leaders (from diasomnia to heartslabyul)

content. at best this might imply a female reader, given they're based of a 'princess' but I tried to take the gender vague and focused mainly on the qualities of them! mc has hair in the rapunzel part lol

note. no beta we die lol. I worked on this by group so i honestly don't remember if I accidentally gendered mc. I absolutely love idias part lmaoooo

malleus (aurora)

ooh intimidating x soft couple.

you look way out of place in somewhere like nrc of all places, given your mother is the infamous sleeping beauty (infamous, in the college’s standards that is.) your kindness is easily taken advantage of, even if you do realize it there is always forgiveness spared for the undeserving.

said kindness was extended to the quiet malleus.

surprise no surprise. he’s impeccably drawn to the sparkling aura you seem to exclude. malleus feels as though there are traces of familiar magic always hovering around you, like its embowed into your very being. a blessing would be a better word for it.

well, he’s just curious but if he were to ever ask he’d be met with the confirmation that you were, indeed blessed by the same three fairies your mother was blessed by (minus the curse… ironically he’s quite similar to the same lady that your mother loved and looked up to.)

he’s just fascinated. something as glittery as you, shiny like gold would’ve been whisked away to his nice tower, homey. he’d tell you. almost as if making its image seem heavenly. (lowkey highkey getting your consent for kidnapping)

animals always seem to flock around you everywhere you go, they sneak around to reach you. in your dorm, during lunch, even in class. there’s either a bird on your shoulder or a squirrel making itself comfortable atop your head. its a curious sight, critters don’t really like him much.

in short they run away, humans or animals alike are both afraid of his presence it seems.

so he’s incredibly still when you nudge an adorably round bird in his palm, peering at it with cautious eyes. tense as a statue lest it flies away.

cue staring contest.

he felt incredibly accomplished that day, and immersed him in the role of making this creature like him. leaving seeds, offering it the most sought off food from the valley, literally conjuring a small home for it. everything.

HE’S SO HAPPY.

malleus often asks of you to sing, perhaps its the blessing talking but its the most unique form of sound he’d ever heard in his life, the more he sings the more he wants to imbue his very being with the loveliness of your song.

always following you around like a lost puppy (lizard?) any evil that actually wants to take advantage of your unfortunate naive desire for peace and kindness is scared away. although malleus would never want your interactions to be reduced entirely because of him, he only starts looking like a demon one he figures out their motive is less than fitting for you.

“yeah, the ingredients were to complicated for me to remember—”

“oh! perhaps i can help you?”

spots the demon behind you (just your lovely giant staring them to their grave.)

“you know what i actually got it— sorry for wasting your time.” you watch them, confused as they dip.

you look to him, as though to ask what just happened but he merely casts you an oblivious glance and shrugs.

favorite past time → coddling you in his dragon form.

he was doubtful whether he should pull through in actually showing it to you, since you were already such an angel towards him. would it be a stretch if he let a selfish desire get in the way? perhaps you’d get scared if you see how large he is there—or if he’s—

idia (rapunzel)

okay that amazed smile on you was totally worth it.

wow your hair is fire.

he should have never made a comment about it in the first place because now you’re completely confused about his reference, were you living in like… in isolation? a cave? you’re a little less worse than the scarabia’s dorm leader when it comes to being oblivious.

just two idiots miscommunicating, he atleast is trying to make an effort to explain that he doesn’t mean it literally but his wording is so bad that you get absolutely nothing from what he is trying to infer.

okay your hair though.

“why is that person stuck in that square!?”

good thing ortho was near cause you almost charged towards a television and judging by the, pan!? in your grip you definitely would have smashed the screen trying to be righteous and rescue the character.

okay then. 1. don’t let you near electronics, specifically when its playing something.

you are a literal danger to his society. shivers

you’re always asking something like “what are those glowing balls on the ceiling?” those are lights… “why is that thing speaking?!” that’s a speaker… “why is it on fire?” oh that’s his hair, he doesn’t really know either it was just like that.

it does feel a little nice to get asked like that and he’d know the answer (its literally the most common knowledge ever but whtv)

EPIC! idia is now trying to figure out how resistant your hair is. its literally like, the most OP shield there is!

at first he had some reservations. like, used a knife once and was flabbergasted when it came back in half. your hair didn’t even move an inch. then he got motivated and tried a sharper sword, longer, and larger of course. he let ortho handle it cause he probably would have stabbed himself.

“wtf.”

flinches cause the half of the sharp end came completely off and stabbed right beside his head onto the wall.

what are the limits of it?! had some doubts before using one of the tech he came up with, it could literally cut through a diamond and he isn’t sure if its entirely safe but you’re all for it cause you were always curious whether your hair could even get cut in the first place.

anyway you’re way too happy to be near a lazer that could obliterate you and its kinda infecting him. yikes.

less than happy cause the lazer literally got reflected by your hair and hit itself so it’s just gone.

on the bright side he can use you as a scapegoat (in a good way)

alright. 2. don’t enrage you unless he wants to experience getting hit by a pan really hard.

wow. he felt that for days.

maybe its the hit or he’s just feeling a little woozy whenever you’re around.

definitely the pan.

vil (mulan)

bold x shy couple

pretty x pretty defender

he’s used to people heeding his suggestions but damn, are you a stubborn one.

not only have you not listened to his propositions for becoming a more refined person (cause the way you held yourself was too.. much for him to ignore, and it bothered him for a long time until he decided to help you.) but he can respect you, he supposes. not a lot of people can stay true to themselves.

it seems like epel, the boy himself has taking a liking to you. no wonder he’s been becoming more rebellious lately.

vil would never stoop so low to purposely direct someone advice that would change their entire self, decimate their unique traits. but all he told you was out of the goodness of his heart, if you’d be less clumsy of your ways your reputation would be better for the long run.

not being respected amongst nrc is never a good thing.

still, you’re still headstrong. never too overconfident, nor cocky. just a humble soul, that’s rare so he tends to stick by you if he ever wanted an honest opinion cause people just tell him what he wants to nowadays. vil never enjoyed the biased remarks.

more often than not he enjoys making your already pretty face, prettier than it is.

finds out you’re no bark and all bite, he never even knew you could take down someone who has an advantage over you in physical terms. come on, its savanaclaw. apparently the guy had spared him an unsavory comment and (apparently, in your defense. only told him a few words, got attacked so it was self defense.)

it came a surprise to him. seeing as you’re generally relaxed in nature, your military prowess a mystery to most since you seemed content with resorting matters with peace. though you seem to lack more restraint when it comes to your close relationships.

vil scolding you in the infirmary (you don’t have a scratch, and the guy whose pride you handed back to is in some corner lamenting cause he can hear you guys.) and you just taking it.

contrary to how you first treated to each other. you seem to be more prone to his opinions, or suggestions the more you progress with each other. he admits maybe he was too outright in his manner of speaking the first time, but it only highlights the change you’d gone through with each other.

you’re the perfect doll, in a way. not in a demeaning way or anything but its so satisfying to him to use products on your face just for the sole reason that you sit so still. his absolute favorite past time is skin care together even if you mostly just follow his lead.

you and epel must be kindred spirits, once he was on his way to retire to the indoors of pomefiore. seeing as it started raining, heavy so it meant it would stay for a while. and then paused when he spotted you both sharing words.

and planting apple seeds in the rain? both of you are stained with the rain, some dirt and mud alike. and vil had never looked so mortified. so just cause you don’t protest when he cares for you doesn’t mean you’re bothered by getting dirty he guesses.

“you both… clean yourselves up, i’ll brew medicine lest you fall under the weather.” ← disappointed sigh.

kalim (jasmine)

ended up waiting for you both to finish under the covers and ushered you both to baths.

you have a tiger!

just living char x their absolute biggest stan

wow you have a tiger.

did he mention you have a tiger?

majority of nrc knows not to mess with you haha, if it’s not obvious already with the seemingly lax tiger that behaves like some sort of overgrown cat following you around and growls at someone when you aren’t looking.

then you always raise a brow at the people who tell you otherwise. “bab doesn’t bite.”

kalim is lowkey highkey their biggest fan, i mean. jamil is having the worst year of his life dragging kalim away wherever you seem to be because the first apparent instinct of the boy is to try to pet the tiger cause it’s ‘cute’.

at some point jamil had to investigate your routine throughout the day, what you do, where you go at specific times like after classes conclude to make sure kalim doesn’t cross path with you.

well, not necessarily you but rather your… tiger. which is hard, honestly. you seem to visit scarabia a lot for a reason unknown. jamil would be suspicious you’d be planning something but all you really do is stay out on the balcony with your companion.

but alas, fate would have it otherwise.

“hi,” kalim blurts before he could remember his friend’s warning. you turn, along with your… also friend who watches him closely. you blurt out a greeting back, seeing as it’s courtesy, you seem to be amused at his fascinated eyes staring at your tiger.

“want a pet?” you offer, bab making sounds of protest.

jamil almost had a heart attack seeing the two of you attached by the hip, only calming down a few weeks later. seeing as your companion wouldn’t pose as much danger as he assumed, seeing as the tiger’s protectiveness started extending to the ray of sunshine.

rich couple ig. everyone overhears your conversations and doubles over. “i had a small statue of gold made for bab, for you.” and then a; “oh, thanks. but we already have a lot at home. hmm…”

actually it’s not really the manner of being attached, more like two following you. kalim, and then your cutie pie tiger.

your reserved nature in particular greatly contrasts kalim, yapper x listener i guess. although the object of his interest was initially because of bab, he might as well be another overgrown cat of yours cause he seems to love touch.

its concerning cause bab themselves felt challenged for your affection and when they spotted kalim’s head nestled on your lap they ‘accidentally’ kick him off.

in a way you seemed untouchable, pet included. you don’t seem to mind kalim much, people might even go as far as to say you enjoy his company. occasionally the vice of his dorm as well, the three of you have this sort of aura that screams ‘don’t approach’

said aura is in the form of a very big cat.

azul (ariel)

one time you admitted to having not much friends and three heads turned towards you. face twisted incredulously.

he doesn’t know why but you looked like you went through ten stages of grief (3 more cause the 7 definitely wasn’t enough.) when you took a glance at him, during the time you were looking around, you almost went past him, actually. but then doubled back immediately.

that’s concerning.

morally suspicious (devil in disguise) x angel

azul often asks your opinions out of habit, he himself isn’t even sure when it started but he considers you a factor in decisions. though he does prefer to keep you out certain… endeavors of his away entirely, no need to concern your innocence in his doings.

as such he often uses the twins to steer you away from trouble cause you seem to have no sense for it whatsoever, whenever there’s a fight brewing instead of walking off you stride closer. curious to whatever was happening.

and, you believe too easily apparently.

jade had held you by your shoulders and directed you away from the fight before the dispute reached you and inevitably dragged you in. “why are they fighting?”

he replied. “ah, well. they inhaled an unpleasant shroom and got affected.” your mortified face spoke you believed him. human culture! you thought.

your brain should be inspected honestly. floyd told him all about the pile of stuff you had “found” in your dorm, ranging from innocent collectibles to items that brought the question of whether or not they were really yours but you didn’t really claim otherwise, just that you found em’ so no more questioning.

azul doesn’t even wanna know why you started staring at mushrooms like they were a mortal enemy of all living forms. speaking of, the three of them didn’t even consider that you could be from the sea as well. seeing as, well. you have two feet, even if they have the same.

besides the fact you’re too clumsy for your own good you sure had no fear when you leapt overboard during a field trip cause a trinket that caught your eye fell and gave the entirety of the attendants a heart attack. floyd had patted him on the back and wishes him condolences.

also the shock of the century when you emerged, pretty tail and all. holding it the trinket up like you just found it the most fascinating thing on the globe.

since then underwater dates were a thing. which took a lot of prompting honestly, you didn’t know he was a merman either, curiously asking him what kind he was. in nature, you were persistent. like a need to sate your questions so he eventually relented.

even then, it took a while before he let you see the form. ← to his fluster you seemed engrossed in this form of his. swimming around him and asking questions.

now azul also have a small pile of items hidden in a box beneath his bed, all from you. which, upon being opened would be mistaken for unused items since its literally random stuff, and a concerning favor towards forks.

oh yeah. sometimes the tweels crash your date.

you could be in his office, going about your business. chilling on his couch and playing with one of your treasures and be completely unaware of the ominous discussion ongoing within the three about anemones? contracts?

“what are you guys talking about?”

“hairstyles for azul.”

“what—”

“ooh. i can brush his hair so you can style it!” pulls out a fork.

leona (belle)

“oh my sevens, WAIT—”

i was having a crisis trying to think of a dynamic so why not just, beauty x beast.

leona is less than pleased to admit he doesn’t like you much. or atleast, he used to. it was clear his feelings of you was reciprocated, based on the uninterested side glances you cast him. your type, well liked, pristine, proper, and informed reminds him all to well of what mold he was forced into. though it never really fit.

you on the other hand, just dislike him in general. more pointedly as to how he acted, too self righteous in your opinion. he sure spends a lot of time moping about how he could have been king when he’s acting like he’d be a terrible one. you’d say it to his face but even you aren’t too crude.

if you’re both looking at the bright side though, you’d probably prefer each other’s company above others. you’re quiet, perfect for napping around. he’s surprisingly true to himself, his morals aren’t too bad either.

as such, to your disdain he now naps in the library. which you had titled your own space, but he didn’t really just care.

relatively you’re a lot more cool headed than he is, you told him concerns about his laziness which he weaved through. after opening up with each other… well you know how it goes.

okay, fine. you no longer berate leona for napping at the public space, quickly shut up when he threatened you. “i’m gonna tell you the real reason ‘m here nowadays if you don’t calm down. and it ain’t the peace i’m here for.” he eyes you, and you shut up after that.

leona doesn’t know if he should be amused or annoyed at the fact that you stand up to whatever he says. ‘that’s rude,’ this. ‘are you out of your mind?’ that. at some point where he doesn’t wanna admit, leona had disliked seeing you upset (particularly towards him) that he started listening.

at others is a different story though. he will gladly watch you shut down someone else.

sometimes he makes weird remarks, like. “throw an egg at them, who knows might hatch into a chick and give them the company they’ve been lacking.” ← just bullies random people while you defend them. “what? don’t be stupid, eggs that are sold don’t hatch into chicks.”

you often lament in his arms, regretting ever coming near his sleeping frame cause next thing you know you’re subjected to prison, and you had accidentally dropped the book you were reading so even if you try to reach for it he’s pulling you back.

will reach for it if you ask tho lol.

just one look from you has him suddenly behaved tbh.

bothers your productive time by crashing it with his opposite word of productive idk im to lazy to check. more often than not tramples over your things, but always looks dead to life when you end up scolding him heavily.

also kicks out the animals that gravitate towards you for some reason, got jealous of a bird nestled in your hair once cause apparently you paid too much attention to it.

apparently told ruggie to fetch books for you when you’re running out, at that point you might actually milk the nrc library with how fast you burn through them.

“you’re not even from here, what do—”

“actually. originally from times before, they—”

riddle (cinderella)

got lectured about history, eugh.

easy to fluster x enthusiastic and sweet

how are you so nice.

you’ve got most of the population of nrc enamored with your natural charm alone, though some do tend to mock you. unfortunately they aren’t wrong, you really do fit in more at a different school like rsa with your personality.

i mean you fit the bill, kind, pretty, talks to animals.

good for you though. cause riddle would prefer a behaved student than a troublesome one anyway so he would definitely dig you lmao.

speaking of. he definitely goes to you whenever the hedgehogs are lost in the maze, or the flamingos just don't wanna step out the farther spot from the pond, somehow they love you in whatever you do.

as in, you spoke to the hedgehogs with a lower tone. almost like a coo, and he almost tells you to stop because that's the universal worse tone to talk to hedgehogs until... it nuzzles into you?!

flabbergasted, he can only watch.

sevens... you're just so pleasant to be around he could die.

at some point it felt like you were the epitome of being kind. riddle understand that the virtue was just embedded into you, letting others berate you for whatever... he even thought you were too kind for a place like nrc where the complete opposite traits are admired.

you are, but only to those who deserve it. riddle had the pleasure to spot you nitpicking a crude student and they looked like they were gonna burst into tears.

so... you knew what to say almost always. when troubled, he'd learn that it's best to talk to you cause you'd know what to say to ease his worries, when you're treated wrongly? sevens.. you also know what to say.

but, in a putting whoever in their place way?

(idk man I'm just rambling at this point lmao idk how to write a cinderella reader.)

riddle has grown accustomed to random critters breaking in the door. well, he was used to animals in the first place. or atleast thought he was when he opened a door in the dorm and almost yelled at the sight of a group of mice looking like they were having conspiracies.

a few weeks after that he knocked on doors before opening them.

was also very disturbed when you announced they were your friends.

I don't know. I feel like he'd lowkey be the type to write your name in a heart on the back of his notebook and straighten his face like: 'what in the world am I doing' but not erasing it anyways.

over time, your little 'friends' got used to him, and vice versa. at the very least he isn't screaming at their sudden visits, be it flying through the window or just popping out of something they climbed on.

who's screaming though are his dorm members, and he's found humors in the encounters.

"ah, thank you, myrcella." he nods gingerly, toward the very tiny white mice who seems to twirl around, touched by the thanks. the little thing was nice enough to carry the pen he'd been using to scribble down the main definitions he'd been copying from the textbook.

in the middle of reaching for a glass of water the door opens, riddle watches one of his residents striding in rambling. probably about to be exposed to the sight of a group of mice sleeping on top of each other atop a cushion he'd personally placed for them.

and maybe the birds. whom seemed comfortable by his small collection of plants.

"dorm leader, octavinelle stude—GAHHHH—"

[piastrisun]

the second account.

pairings: franco colapinto + singer female reader.

summary: after franco accidentally exposes his secret twitter account, fans accuse him of being delusional about his supposed relationship with you.

faceclaim: malina weissman.⠀warning: none.

request: could you make a franco and singer!reader where he "shows off" his girlfriend on his secret twitter acc but her fans don't believe him so she decides to surprise them by finally making a music video of "bed chem" casting him?

notes: messy dates, as usual. a brief use of gracie abrams for the music video part. and i know franco would put everything in spanish but it had to be in english for u guys. thank you so much for the request, i had a lot of fun making it. :)

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translations: “every time she sings i forget how to breath, do you guys think it’s a medical condition” “my pretty princess” “check out her eyes, dude” “good morning to my girlfriend and my girlfriend only” “i’m head over heels for her what do i do” “no one sings like she does, man”

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yndaily day 1 of using @/francolapinto’s tweets as captions: “imagine waking up and the first thing you see is yn’s face. a dream for you, a reality for me”

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username NOOOO THIS IS SO FUNNY PLS KEEP THIS GOING

username1 if i looked like this, i’d just walk around expecting people to fall in love with me

username2 franco is gonna see this and panic

username3 petition for this to become a daily series until he acknowledges it

username4 it’s crazy how all his tweets work as captions bc he’s LITERALLY a yn fanpage

username5 okay but why is she actually the most beautiful person alive

yourusername i fully support this, keep going

username6 she’s so chronically online IM CRYING

username7 SHES INSANE LMAOOOO

username8 @/francolapinto i get you man

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43updates guys what if i’m actually yn and i’m doing this to bother him

username9 i’ve never seen you and yn on the same room

43updates 👀

43updates joke it can’t be me, i’m clearly unemployed… like SOMEONE I KNOW

username8 PLEASE let’s make him experience the secret account treatment

username7 he has created monsters i fear

francolapinto i suddenly understand how this might have looked from the outside, PARAAÁ

francolapinto but i mean, if you’re gonna do it, go all in. but NO ONE, can talk about me the way i talk about her

username6 LMAO, yeah okay, ‘her’, you mean the girl you run a fan account for?

username5 are u confirming or denying this i’m confused

username4 girl we need receipts, you look delusional

username3 we’ve been through this already, no one believes you 😭😭

username2 franco finally getting a taste of his own medicine

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yourusername bed chem video drops tomorrow!! 🌟 i couldn’t be more excited for you all to see it. it’s one of my favorite projects yet, and i had the best co-star.

also, since you guys are basically detectives. yes, this is my boyfriend. yes, he’s been running an account to talk about me this whole time. and no, i did not ask him to do that. but i was aware of it and i love him.

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yourusername p.s. he’s been mentally preparing for this moment since the second account incident. be nice to him!!!!

francolapinto please!! i’ve suffered enough

username NO WAY i need a moment

username2 SHE JUST SAID IT LIKE IT WAS NOTHING HELLO??? 😭

username3 “yes, this is my boyfriend” GIRL I HAVE BEEN HAVING A MELTDOWN FOR WEEKS

yoursister you two are perfect together!! 🥹

francolapinto but seriously, every day with you is my favorite. you already know that, but saying it here too just in case, te amo 🤍 ♥︎ liked by author

yourusername i’ll put you in my pocket starting now, te amo más <3

username3 forget it when i said this was one sided…

oliviarodrigo need all the behind-the-scenes footage!!

francolapinto also hi. yes boyfriend here, happy to be included!! ♥︎ liked by author

francolapinto and for the record, my account was NOT a fan account. it was a highly curated appreciation page. there’s a difference

username4 five comments from him, he’s so obsessed 😭😭

username4 the way we all thought he was a lovesick fan and turns out he was just a boyfriend with too much free time

francolapinto i’m trying to not take any offence by this

username5 this is the funniest celebrity hard launch ever

alex_albon wow. shocking. so unexpected. truly a plot twist.

yourusername ❓

username6 she’s so funny for that caption 😭😭

username7 he was running a whole stan account for his own girlfriend and she just let him

username8 his twitter account was a love letter, i’m gonna be sick

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[danieyells]

Rui mizuki’s lines from Tokyo debunker if you haven’t yet PLEASE I will love you for all eternity

They’re edging me with the rui crumbs every chapter I can’t take it anymore

One flirty reaper coming right up!! And by right up i mean almost a week after you asked hhahaha

BUT YEAH WE DO GET A LITTLE OF HIM HERE AND THERE i wonder why he pops up so much. Especially for someone who allegedly tries not to be around other people much due to his deadly touch? Kinda sus--

also this is the first time i've posted all of someone's lines! not that i don't always end up posting 95% of them anyway, but for some reason some of Rui's were ordered weird(they're normally not entirely in order but they're usually sectioned properly, but for some reason one of his affinity chats was way in the wrong place) and I ended up closely paying attention to which one i was looking at and before i knew it i posted all of them lmao. . . .

Hello: (the first time the game is opened after that character is set as home screen NPC. Only happens once per day, unless the character is switched out and back.)

"{PC}, hey! Here's to another day vibing our way through curse twin life!"

You've Got Mail: (whenever there's something in the inbox, usually Arena rewards)

"Huh? Did you know you've got unread messages? Oh, that's why you've been leaving me on delivered! Ahaha!"

no that's just because my adhd makes me hyperfocus on things and it refuses to allow me to attempt to allot attention or energy to things it deems me not having enough attention span or energy or time for and i'm sorry--

Default: (requires no affinity, has no time constraints)

"Aw c'mon Ed, again? Why does he always leave his socks on the floor... It's actually exhausting picking up after him all the time..."

lazy sloppy vampire lol

"You look kind of tired {PC}, you doing okay? Why don't you stop by the bar later? I can be your shoulder to cry on."

"Hey! You on break now? If you're super nice and you're gonna come chill with me now, put your hands up!"

"{PC}...were you just checking me out? Hey, it's all good, don't be embarrassed!"

"Oof, Ed popped out of nowhere so I accidentally touched him and he died again. Now I have to carry him all the way back to the dorm..."

i love the face he makes when he says this lmao like he is so tired of Ed's carelessness!

Affinity 1: (between 5am and 11am)

"{PC}! Did you come here to see me first thing? No way! You just made my day!"

Affinity 2: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Aw c'mon, Ed, what are you doing sleeping out here? Didn't you just take a nap, old man? You're gonna catch a cold!"

Affinity 3: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Oh hey, it's {PC}! Can't believe I ran into you here, so random! Guess we've gotta go on a date now, huh? It's like, written in the stars!"

i love flirty characters like rui lolol just. there's always More Going On there. and Rui starts off with More right off the bat.

Affinity 4: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I can touch the plants as long as I have gloves on! I mean yeah, I'm pretty sure the same goes for people, but don't you think it'd be scary to test it out?"

Affinity 5: (between 8pm and 5am)

"Come swing by the bar later! I'd rather watch a pretty face like yours while I work instead of a bunch of drunk guys."

Affinity 6: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"What? Ed was praising my good looks? I mean he's right, right? People always tell me my face is my only redeeming feature!"

but rui works so hard!? who's saying that!!

Affinity 7: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Oh sorry, I don't do the whole class thing! You go, I'm all good here!"

Affinity 8: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Ouch! Aw man, that rose thorn just scratched my arm... Wait, nooo! My rose bushes are wilting!!"

it's so easy for him to accidentally kill anything lmaoooo

Affinity 9: (between 8pm and 5am)

"Are you out here by yourself, {PC}? Isn't that like not super dangerous? ...Wait, did that make sense? Whatever, let me walk you back!"

Affinity 10: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Sorry! A drunk customer broke a glass, so I'm cleaning it up! Everyone's a little pent-up lately, I guess."

Affinity 11: (between 5am and 11am)

"Watering plants in the AM is such a mood lift, right? Whoa, everything's blooming like crazy out here! Better get my pruning shears."

it's a testament to how well he takes care of these plants that they grow super well in permanently-night Obscuary, i think. 8'D

Affinity 12: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Huh? Look, you've got loose threads on your uniform. Give it to me, I'll fix it for you!"

Affinity 13: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Hey, {PC}, did you eat yet? My door's always open! You can just stay the night after!"

damn already inviting you to stay over at affinity 13--just don't share the bed, you'll wake up super dead

Affinity 14: (between 5am and 11am)

"(yawn) Wow, I am dead tired... but I've gotta take a shower, make breakfast, and do the laundry before those two sleepyheads get up."

it takes a real man to be a single mother. . . .

Affinity 15: (between 5am and 11am)

"Oh hey, what's your poison? Wait, I mean, morning! Man, I tried to take my friend's drink order when we were hanging out yesterday too, occupational hazard I guess."

Affinity 16: (between 11am and 4pm)

"A mission? I'm good, thanks though! Oh hey, you should invite Lyca! He'd totally be into that!"

Lyca also probably needs them to pass the grade lol

Affinity 17: (between 10pm and midnight)

"No way, look at the time! Wish I could keep listening to you talk... Wanna stay over?"

Affinity 18: (between 8pm and 5am)

"Oh man, I'm sorry! I'm closing early, I've got plans with a friend tonight. It'd be awesome if you could come by tomorrow!"

Affinity 19: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Congrats on making it through another day, {PC}! I seriously admire you for working so hard. You're not doing this all for me, are you?"

Affinity 20: (between 5am and 11am)

"Morning! Whoa, you wanna help me with the housework, {PC}? It's all good, thanks though! The thought's more than enough for me."

c'mon, refusing help at affinity 20? let the pc be your little helper at least!

Affinity 21: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Obscuary looks like it'd be full of downers, but it's actually pretty lively in there, right? Not gonna lie, I def prefer it that way."

Affinity 22: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Lyca's an open book, but the flip side is he says the darndest things... I feel like watching him is bad for my heart..."

he talks so much about his teammates, he really is such a mom. . . .

Affinity 23: (between 8pm and 5am)

"My eyes are red? Huh, that's weird... Oh yeah, I was cutting onions just now when I was preparing the appetizers for the bar!"

. . .idk this is pretty high affinity. . .you were crying about something weren't you rui. . .or romeo paid you in weed and you were getting tweaked up in the back of the bar

Affinity 24: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Oh, don't worry about me, I always sleep late! I'm down to chat till you drift off to dreamland."

Affinity 25(max): (no time constraints)

"Sometimes I wish I could've met you as a regular guy. I guess you wouldn't have given me the time of day if I had though, ahaha."

is it just me or. . .does it feel like he gets a little more distant as his affinity gets higher? like after affinity 17 it feels like he gets a little less flirty and a little more at arms length. . .like he knows his feelings are getting so strong that he might not be able to resist touching you, but he's too scared to do it even with the gloves on. . .so he tries to keep you a little further away. . .and then he admits it, he wishes he could be with you like a normal person, but if he were just some flirt in the street none of this would have ever happened. Poor Rui, he's cursed to be beloved but unable to give love how he wants in return.

Spring: (March-May) (between 5am and 11am)

"Oh man, so nice... The weather's like perfect this time of year, right? Wish we could just chill like this forever."

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Man, you wouldn't even know it was spring with how bleak it is in Obscuary! Aren't there any cuter anomalous plants out there?"

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"I feel like Ed's getting more senile every day... Maybe I should confiscate his tablet."

(between 8pm and 5am)

"So, what do you think of my spring-inspired cocktail? Almost as cute as you, right? I'm gonna add it to the menu!"

Summer: (June-August) (between 5am and 11am)

"C'mon! It's summer, how can the sun never rise in Obscuary!? I wanna get a tan!"

(between 11am and 4pm)

"It's not summer if you don't hit the beach! I used to go all the time back when I surfed. And then I'd pick up girls on my way home... Just kidding, I promise!"

why 'just kidding' lolol you're not together! this relationship is not monogamous even if you were!

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Ta-da! I've got sparklers! Fireworks are fun and all, but there's something special about holding a light that only sparkles for a hot moment."

(between 8pm and 5am)

"It's so hot out, I bet the bar's gonna be a ghost town... Guess I'll send Harurin and Romi a PR message!"

reaching out to the local population of alcoholic ghouls to remind them to give him business lol

Autumn: (September-November) (between 5am and 11am)

"There's so many dead leaves this time of year, it's a nightmare keeping on top of them! But you can use them to make a fire and roast stuff. Gotta look on the brights!"

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Hey {PC}, when are you free? I have a date idea for us—a romantic walk to admire the fall leaves! I'll pack us a lunch!"

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Oh damn! You look so cute all bundled up like that, {PC}! We've gotta take a selfie together!"

direct contrast to romeo who sees you in winterwear and calls you a fat slug kekw

(between 8pm and 5am)

"That piano anomaly makes the soundtrack for the bar! The song picks really tug at the heartstrings, right?"

Winter: (December-February) (between 5am and 11am)

"You're a little late today, huh? If you can't get up in the cold, I could be your alarm!"

just gotta be really loud since he'd be too afraid to touch you awake, since he actually wants you to y'know wake up--

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Oh man, how is Lyca so full of energy when it's this cold? You should take him to Frostheim and see if he runs around in the snow like a puppy."

rui pointing at lyca: that dog is my son please take care of him

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Nothing like winter to make you miss the warmth of human touch... Oh, I'm good! Just getting to talk like this is all I need!"

BBY WE ARE ALL BUNDLED UP. YOU CAN HUG YOU'VE BOTH PROBABLY GOT ON AT LEAST TWO LAYERS JUST DON'T TOUCH FACES.

(between 8pm and 5am)

"Here, this Rui-original hot cocktail will warm you up! I'll blow on it for you, free of charge!"

is this the next step after gamer bathwater. host club host breath.

His birthday: (March 14th)

"Yeah, it's my birthday today! Oh damn, you're gonna celebrate it with me!? No way, I'm like, super touched right now!!"

Your birthday:

"{PC}... Happy birthday!! C'mon, birthday girl, sit down and chill out! This is your day, you should take it easy!"

New Years: (January 1st)

"Happy New Year! Want to start the year off on a high and come on a shrine date with me?"

Valentine's Day: (February 14th)

"Oh damn, are these for me? My heart! Is this your way of professing your love to me? Do I have a shot here?"

White Day: (March 14th)

"Ta-da! Happy White Day! This is for you! What's inside? You've gotta open it and find out!"

April Fool's Day: (April 1st)

"Guess what!? I finally broke my curse! Let's hold hands... just kidding! April Fools!"

this feels more like a joke on him than on you. . .a mean one at that lol

Halloween: (October 31st)

"Happy happy happy Halloween!! Trick or treat! Obviously I'm picking trick, ahaha!"

Christmas: (December 25th)

"Merry Christmas, {PC}! Oh man, I must be like, super blessed to get to spend it with you!"

Idle: (about 20 seconds without interacting with the game) (below 13 affinity)

"Hey, hey, hey! We finally get to spend some time together, it's illegal to take your eyes off me!"

(13 affinity and above)

"{PC}? You seem kind of busy, guess I'll take this chance to get some work done…"

Absent: (logging in for the first time in 2 or more days?)

"{PC}, you're back! I was worried you'd forgotten about me!!"

he's so flirty and clingy, but also he can't be clingy because he's scared you'll die if he touches you, even if he's wearing gloves. . .also surely your curse would cancel out his? Then again I'm sure a reaper i stronger than any other [living] anomaly out there. . . .

but. yeah. rui's a darling haha he just. he's another one of the 'i just wanna be a regular person, i wanna go back to normal' characters whose desire to just be a guy makes him special in a more fantastical world. i'm really looking forward to seeing the Obscuary chapter--probably like a month away, right? 'u'

[jazeswhbhaven]

A Christmas beneath Heaven | React | Days 6 & 7 | End of Part One

Alright ya'll, let me just say....

these last two days were a doozy in terms of content because what??? MINHYEOK???? DICK MENTION?????

Like our boy has been gettin' snippets here, (flashback to that masturbation scene in the main story with him in the bathroom and Foras watching in the shadows, then another time with him watching a porno and Ppyong interrupted) and you know there's something really nice about him only be highlighted in horny activity versuses being all the way out there. Because I highly suspect he's into panties, but I wanna know his other kinks if he has them too. I want to know if he changes personality during, if he's submissive or if he's dominant or a certified switch. THE MYSTERY OF MINHYEOK KIM IS H A W T.

anyways now that I'm done rambling about him....

Let's get down to summary...

So we're back in the observation room and MC is still burning through that horny fever.

This time, they start thinking about Minhyeok, and well things get super spicy....we're talking MC visualizing Minhyeok jackin' it in front of the computer, and then them being under the desk sucking him off too.

Like??? Hello? You realize just how much Minhyeok would love that shit? He'd be red and getting hard randomly for weeks if MC even told him about that fantasy.

But this is enough to get MC off to the point where they call out his name in passion and guess who's listening in???

Our kings...who are now convinced that they need to get this handled immediately instead of waiting. Which I found hilarious because yeah okay we're serious now that MC is calling another HUMAN instead?

They probably all were watching thinking it was their name MC was gonna say or think of. But n o p e.

And with that, the kings return to the meeting room, where Beel declares that he "won the bet" and for Bael to pay up. (poor Bael lmaoooo)

After that little instance, it's quite clear that the kings feel they should work together to make this happen, but at the same time it appears they can't go to the Middle Realm all at once and have to go one at a time.

It's first suggested by Mammon that one should go by height. Mammon being the tallest in the room, of course he'd say that. Sitri also quietly mentions to Satan that maybe they should go by shortest first and whelp, maybe he should of kept quiet lol

Then the circumstance changes, Beel speaks up saying the darkest in skintone should go first (I'm crying because honestly if it weren't for Beel how could we tell? LMAO) and Satan says the most wildest ass shit, he's like "BURN ME BLACK AS SOOT"

satan. Satan Bartholomew Bloodshed Carnage the Third. You did not just say what you just said 💀💀💀💀 time out. Go in your time out chair.

Sitri also mentions maybe they should go with palest, indicating that Satan once again is the most pale out of the group and I'm crying because Sitri got his ass beat AGAIN.

Satan not beating the short pale man allegations.

And well...now get to the battle of the most vain...Leviathan suggesting that the most beautiful gets to go first and guess who the fuck speaks up? Asmodeus. It's so clear that he would too because the two most narcissistic devils in the room are having a "I'm more pretty" face off.

During this time, Lucifer shows up by the way, and Satan is pissed off because "he's late". Ignoring the bantering devils he asks Beleth to explain and Beleth after joking about him not being his superior anymore does explain what's happening.

So Lucifer is up to speed, but there's still a question of how they should work together?

But this is when Belphegor wakes up, and suggests that they throw his 7 sided die to decided who goes first (wow he's being helpful)

Satan suggests the numbers, and then throws the dice and it lands on 6! That's Belphie's number.

HM looks like we're gonna see how Belphegor does it~

Screencap TIMEEEE

I say our guy is "headphones when others are present, but speakers when he's alone"

Aht, aht, shut up and enjoy this gawk gawk 3000 super throat goat treatment Minhyeok

HAWK TUAH SPIT ON THAT THANG, dick wetter than the ocean

This was my favorite part. Saying the quiet part out loud with his actions. Deepthroat time.

Oh....

Oh so now ya'll wanna do something, huh?

If that's what it takes to have you do something, bet your ass I'll say Minhyeok's name every time. 💀💀💀

Beel. Babes....

Yeah we'll be waiting forever if Asmodeus goes because he gon be fuckin' everyone and they momma foreal.

LMAOO see? Got himself kicked into the wall. Mammon's face is cute here and look at Sitri's little booty.

The sound waking up Belphie and him being like "HUH WUH HAPPEN" and Beleth is like it's okay go back to sleep and so...the sleep bab is sleeping again.

in the time out chair Satan

Sitri pls

Literally Leviathan's energy when Asmo said he was the most beautiful in the room

Sorry Bael boo, no one can match your level. You should go personally, I'll vouch for you ❤

This was so casual that it had me cackling.

Now, I truly think he was just asking this out of curiosity but Sitri was holding his breath for dear life thinking the wrong answer would offend him. Goes to show that Lucifer is still feared even as a fallen angel.

Beel is a mood.

Yeah sorry, he still got that hold on ya Beleth <//3 sorry babes. But also shows that Lucifer is straightforward, no nonsense, too old for that.

I find it funny that he woke up right as Luci came through and had an idea.

The kings after hearing Belphie say that

I love this group photo of them. Cuties. And this solves the mystery of what Satan was doing with his hand, throwing the die. Lol

Thus the conclusion of part one!!! I'm excited to see what the rest of this is going to be...and how it's all going to end. I've seen what others have said about the event so far and it's pretty much a mixed bag. Though I say overall the positive thing I enjoy is that we're really getting some of that spicy stuff in the event more than usual and there's a little more effort with the descriptive writing. However I have seen some express that there's pronoun issues again for male!MC and that's a disappointing.

Either way...I just wanna see how this ends and see what's in store for us with this event finishing out.

[chasedeys]

wait what’s the context of the “that’s my qb not theirs” quote 😭

hiiiii okay so first of all i got so pissed i couldn't find the post here like at all. like i was imagining shit but i WASN'T 😭😭 but here you go this is a link to the actual full interview that was surprisingly easy to find mostly because the headline was literally ja'marr's insane ass quote lmaoooo 'Ja'Marr Chase: "He's My Quarterback"' okayyy bengals i see what you did there.

That's not their quarterback, that's my quarterback. I could tell him what I wanna tell him.

so basically for context joe got injured right before the 2023 season and of course ja'marr said he told his ass not to play until week 5 (he played from the start sigh) and he didn't want him back until he's ready and fully healthy. the reporter asked him about this quote (rightfully so lmao) because joe is the franchise QB and how would their season go without him etc and. this is what he said. in response. he said that this guy is his and he can say whatever the fuck he wanted to him for a good reason and it's all for the better for the both of them and for the team. yeah i know he's insane.

you should totally watch the full interview through!! because there's a whole lot more insane shit like he says about him and joe like not really liking asking joe about his condition because joe always says he's good even if he isn't and ja'marr would like him to be more straight up about his health. like. okay married couple shit trying to keep the other from being worried only to make them even more worried okayyyyyyy god they need to stfu. the reporter straight up asked if he liked that about joe and he said 'nah' 😭 like what is this couples therapy?? god you gotta love it when reporters ask out of pocket shit and then ja'marr answers with equally out of pocket shit and like exactly how one would answer if one was in love with their best friend idk. (also i think he mentioned about when he was injured in the previous seasons and how he didn't say it to joe but in his mind he said 'im gonna be back when you want me to be there and be ready' and that joe got it????? and that this time with joe it's the same thing lol what is the matter with them jesus)

there's actually so much more insane quotes from other interviews on this entire injury thing like he repeatedly says that he doesn't want anyone talking to joe about forcing himself to play and how he wants joe 100% healthy when he's back. of course joe played through anyway and started from week 1 and apparently it went......not good........but on week 3 they beat the rams (yay) and week 5 (hilariously the week ja'marr gave joe to come back. which could mean nothing. soulmate precognition anyone?) it was absolutely beautifullllllll peak burrow to chase connection joe threw 3 touchdowns and ja'marr was literally all of them and also broke a franchise reception record (?). 2023 week 5 vs cardinals highlights!! god i loved watching that shit.

anyway if i could just blabber a bit on how much ja'marr prioritizes health especially other people's especiallyyyyyyy joe's and it's probably because joe is.....very injury prone and also has a tendency to play through them anyway so yeah i can see how ja'marr has to constantly nag him about it and stress how no one should press on joe to keep playing sigh.

on another note that injured article brought forth a new (for me) joemarr insane ass mention about their 'looks' and 'nods' bullshit it's like i search for one thing only to be bulldozed over by another thing jesus

[lcvejoy]

and we hold onto this (for whatever reason)

wilbur soot x gn!reader

tw!: angst, breakups, food mention, crying, other than that it’s fluffy and sweet. not proofread

word count: 1,248

a/n: literally wrote this in 10 minutes and didn’t read it over so i’m sorry if it makes literally 0 sense lmaoooo. i hope y’all like it!! (also this picture of wil is so cute hes so-)

there’s a stale feeling in the air as you’re surrounded by your friends. a large table, a potluck dinner, laughter and 5 different conversations, all while brown eyes with your same sadness across and to the left of you attempts to impossibly avoid your gaze.

wilbur joins in one of the conversations, you can hear his laughter and smooth voice. it’s all that seems to reach your ears as you play with the food on your plate. you missed the sound of his carefree and light voice, his laugh sweeter than nectar. a pang of sadness hits your chest like a tidal wave. a feeling you’ve invited to the dinner table often these past few weeks, but having him here in front of you, hearing his voice and laugh in the room and not in your head, has made the sadness hurt even more. it hits your chest, knocks the wind out of you, makes you feel like you’ve been thrown backwards.

“y/n? did you hear me?” a voice comes from your right, causing you to flinch and drop the fork in your hand. the sound is loud, it makes you physically cringe as you hear the conversations die down and feel multiple eyes on you. you lean down to grab the fork,

“no, sorry. what were you saying?” you respond quietly, looking over at your friend and placing the fork down beside your plate.

“i asked if you were okay. you seem like you’re in space” they say, voice quiet and full of compassion. you nod, forcing a smile on your face. how weird is it to be seen, studied, known. your friends see through you. you wonder if wilbur does too.

“yeah” you whisper, “i’m okay. sorry. didn’t get much sleep last night” you let out a light laugh. they smile back at you, a half-crooked, sad smile. a hand reaches up to squeeze your shoulder - as if to say ‘i know you’re lying, but we don’t have to talk about it’, before they turn back around to continue their conversation. you finally look around as conversations have sparked back to life, scanning the table before reaching wilbur’s spot. he’s looking at you. his mouth slightly agape, his eyes sad. you hold his gaze for a beat, before grabbing your fork and standing.

“m’gonna go wash this” you mumble for no one in particular to hear, as you scurry to the kitchen. you sigh as you reach the room, running your hands through your hair and leaning down onto the counter. the wound of yours and wilbur’s breakup is still so fresh, still so new, still prone to infection. seeing him is harder than expected, but this get together had been planned for too long for either of you to cancel.

with another sigh, you grab your fork and turn on the tap, beginning to wash it. your mind wanders as you grab the dish soap and sponge - you planned a future with wilbur. you thought he was the one. your parents loved him. god, you loved him. you wanted all the stupid, gross, lovey-dovey shit with him. a big wedding, a small family, a white house with a fenced in backyard, cats and dogs, growing old together. you would’ve done it all with wilbur.

“i think it’s clean” a familiar voice cuts through your thoughts. you flinch, dropping the fork into the sink. your head whips over to the voice, seeing wilbur standing there, looking at you. you hadn’t noticed the tears streaming down your cheeks until he brought you back to reality, causing you to quickly wipe them with your sleeve. you sniff, “well, yaknow, just had to be sure” you chuckle, though it comes out sad and strained.

there’s a silence, the air feels heavy, as you both just look at one another.

“y/n…” wilbur starts. you shake your head. “don’t. it’s okay” you reassure, breaking your gaze from him to look down at the fork in the sink. you grab it, walking over to the dish towels hung over the oven handle.

“i’m sorry” wilbur whispers.

“i said dont, wilbur” you sigh, looking back up to him. he looks just as broken and disheveled as you do.

he nods his head. a silence washes over the room.

“i miss you” his voice cracks, his eyes gather tears but he quickly wipes them away.

“wil-“

“i know we agreed it was best to part ways but it’s killing me, y/n” wilbur cuts you off, his voice is quiet but filled with emotion. you stay quiet, your heartbeat loud in your ears as you take shaky breaths.

“i-its so hard. so fucking hard to pretend im okay with this. that im fine. t-that i really believe it’s for the best” wilbur chokes out, he gulps before continuing, “because i don’t. i don’t think it is.”

you close your eyes to avoid the tears forming. you shake your head.

“wil, please stop” you beg “we both have other things to focus on. i mean, you have the band and-“

“oh, fuck the band!” wilbur shouts. your eyes shoot open to look at him as he brings his fingers up to pinch his nose bridge. he looks at you “fuck the band. fuck streaming. fuck everything, y/n. if it means i lose you, i don’t want any of it.” wilbur’s voice calms, it’s quieter.

you sigh and shake your head, “i would never ask that of you. you know that” you whisper “you love that band. and you love touring. and you love making music. and i love watching you do it, wil, i love seeing you happy but i-“ your voice breaks as a tear falls down your cheek, “but i cant sit there and wait for you to make time for me anymore. you were busy and you were happy and i waited and it’s fine but i- i couldn’t wait anymore. a-and all your promises, all the missed dates, all the times i spent sleeping alone, i just- it was too hard.”

wilbur takes a step towards you, searching your face for a reaction. when you don’t react, he walks over to you, standing in front of you. hesitantly, he reaches his hands to cup your face, wiping your tears with his thumb as his own tears fall from his eyes. he leans down and rests his forward against yours. a shaky sigh escapes your lips as you breathe in his scent.

“then i’ll wait for you this time” he whispers, “whenever you’re ready for me, i’ll be here. ready to change, to do whatever it takes, to show you the love you deserve.”

a wet laugh escapes your lips as you sniff, reaching up to hold his forearms as you close your eyes.

“i love you, y/n” he whispers, “i don’t think i’m capable of not loving you.”

you nod. “me neither” you agree.

his forehead leaves yours, being replaced by his lips. a lingering kiss on your forehead. he steps back, grabbing hold of your hands as you both look into each others teary eyes.

“whenever you’re ready” wilbur whispers. you nod - “okay” you whisper back. he smiles, as do you, before he walks out of the room.

you look down at the fork on the counter. a forgotten task. you smile, leaning over to pick it up. inspecting it in your hands. a breath, a sniff, a final wipe of your eyes.

whenever i’m ready, you think.

[user500269]

chilchuck tims x bimbo! reader x laios touden

summary: how your poly relationship with your little lock picker and blond himbo would start<3

wc: 1.6k

content warning: sfw (for once???), looottts of fluff

author's note: surprise!! i'm writing both lmaoooo bc i love writing sm u guys. also i saw @ququoquaw post about how they wanted more laios x reader and laios x chilchuck, so here's all of it combined teehee!! hope u enjoy !!

(alt nsfw ver. here)

it was a slow day in the dungeon today that you all decided to just set up the camp and retired for the night. you, laios and chilchuck were the only ones up, playing cards around the warmth of the fire.

"i won again," chilchuck chuckled, already anticipating his win. laios threw down his cards in defeat while you gave him a little applause, yawning quietly.

to be honest, you were already dozing off mid-game. chilchuck and laios were the real night owls. you just had fomo and didn't miss out on the fun with the "adults".

"you feelin' tired, (name)? wanna head to bed?" chilchuck cooed, pushing off his knees to stand up. he noticed the way you were eyes would close for a second to doze off every time you blinked.

"mmnn...i dunno," you yawned even bigger this time, cupping your mouth with both of your hands.

"c'mon (name)! you gotta stay up with us, we're gonna have so much fun!" laios chuckled, shaking you awake. you gasped, trying to keep your eyes as open as possible. but you only had the energy to slump against laios' shoulder.

chilchuck stifled a laugh. you reminded him of his kids when they tried to convince him they weren't tired. "no, i think someone sounds a little tired," chilchuck walked over to kneel in front of you, brushing away the hair that fell over your eyes with two fingers.

"nu-uh..." you whined, rubbing at your eyes. "'m awake, chi." you were so not awake right now. it was way past your bedtime and you couldn't even bother to open your eyes.

"okay, okay, we're bringin' you to your room, squirt," laios nodded, lifting you into his arms. your arms and legs were securely wrapped around his body, your face stuffed into his neck.

"'m not a squirt, jerk," you mumbled, landing a weak punch against his back.

they both laughed at your deliriousness, placing you in the warmth of your bed, cocooned your blanket. "she looks like a caterpillar," laios slapped a hand over his mouth, hiding a loud laugh.

chilchuck didn't say anything in response, but his shoulders were shaking from laugher.

you were almost asleep, your arms splayed out on the bed and your head lulled to the side. you were breathing shallowly, feeling sleep slowly overtake you.

"alright, time for another round, chil!" laios silently ushered chilchuck towards the door, but a hand wrapped around chilchuck's wrist. the boys looked down at you with your eyes still closed, tugging his wrist towards you.

"can you guys stay 'n sleep with me?" you brought chilchuck's hand against your cheek, nuzzling against it. both boys had a fat, soft spot for you. like they could never resist you when you asked for something.

laios didn't understand his feelings at first. he thought he had some sort of "brotherly obligation" towards you like falin, but he quickly realized it was a lot different than that.

chilchuck, on the otherhand, was in denial for so long. he just thought you were ditzy and clingy. he didn't have the energy to deal with you at first. plus, he didn't even have any desire to date anymore. unfortunately, there were many times when you could be stupidly cute like this.

"y-yeah...we can. right, chil?" laios rubbed his neck awkwardly, looking at chilchuck for approval.

chilchuck bit his inner cheek in contemplation, looking down at the way you were leaning against the back of his hand like a puppy. "yeah, we can," he nodded, giving laios the same look.

they'd be so awkward slipping under your sheets, laying on either side of you to sandwich you in the middle. they kept a reasonable distance, not too reasonable since the bed was small and laios was a giant in comparison.

it would be so quiet. your eyes were still closed but your heart was racing. even if you opened your eyes, you wouldn't be able to see anything since it was so dark. you just laid there with your hands clasped on your chest.

"ummm...." laios started, cutting the silence. "am i taking up too much space?" he was nearly falling off the bed, just balancing on the edge of the mattress.

you pulled him closer towards you and chilchuck. "c'mere, lai," you nestled yourself safely into laois' chest, while pressing your back against chilchuck's chest. you could feel both hearts beat rapidly along with yours.

"thanks," laois mumbled, carefully putting an arm right above your head on the extra space of the pillow. his free arm was loosely wrapped around your head as he lightly patted the back.

chilchuck would grumble something about wanting more attention, wrapping his arms around your waist and placing his chin on your shoulder.

he was so close that you could feel his breath tickle your ears. it made you feel so tingly. "is this okay?" chilchuck pouted with puffed cheeks as you nodded, flushed. "i think it's time for us to sleep now, hm?" he rubbed your hips softly, lulling you to sleep.

"sweet dreams, (name)," laios hugged you tightly, ruffling your hair gently. chilchuck would be already asleep and laios would lay awake thinking about how small you felt in his arms.

the next morning, you and chilchuck would be well-rested, looking like babies fresh out the womb. laios would have the deepest dark circles, devoid of any rest.

"slept so well!" you were already sitting up, stretching out your arms with a hearty yawn. "what about you two?" you looked at them expectantly.

"that's good to hear. i slept like a rock honestly," chilchuck chuckled, combing through your messy strands of hair. "can't say the say for him though," he looked down at the way laios was trying to hide under the blankets from the bright rays shining through your window.

"uuuughhhhh....." laios whined, stuffing his face deeper into the pillow.

you pouted at his sorry state, lifting the blanket to reveal a very tired laios. "aw, you didn't sleep so well, did you lai?" you frowned, carding your fingers through his blond locks.

"no. i was too scared that i was gonna roll over and kill you in my sleep, so i just stayed up all night," he groaned, clutching his throbbing head in a tight grasp.

you stifled a laugh, covering your mouth with your hands. "you're so silly, lai," you giggled, biting back your smile. "'m tougher than you think," you flexed your arms, patting them lightly with a big smile.

laios looked at you with his mouth agape. he didn't know if it was because of the rays of sun or if you were just naturally this beautiful, but you were extra pretty smiling like that.

"i am so in love with you." he'd blurt out, thinking with his heart and not his head.

you lowered your arm, mirroring the surprised look on his face. chilchuck smacked his forehead, sighing. "what he meant to say is-"

"no, i meant it, (name)," laios cut him off, clasping your hands in his and looking up at you with serious look. chilchuck didn't expect him to be so bold, emotions stirring up inside of him. he didn't know if should add his piece into this mess.

"oh." you looked at him, not a single thought behind those eyes.

"i'm sorry if i messed things up between us, but i just had to tell you. i didn't mean to just blurt it out like that," laios apologized, removing his hands from your hastily.

"no, 's not like that, lai," you put your hands up, shaking your head. "'s just i like chi," you bit your lip, cheeks flushed.

both boys looked at you dumbfounded. one heartbroken, one with an equally flushed expression like yours.

"but i like you too, lai!" you reassured him, placing your hands on his. "i like...both of you," you frowned, feeling embarrassed from your confession.

it's not that you only liked one of them, but both of them. and you were having a hard time choosing which one you wanted, knowing both would be too greedy.

it was silent for a moment, but not for too long. both boys had figured out a way to ease your predicament. one look at each other and instantly figured out a solution.

"well, i like you. and chil likes you too, so," laios started, rubbing his neck.

"would you be open to dating us both?" chilchuck mumbled, his neck completely flushed. chilchuck was familiar with sharing since having kids, but sharing a lover with his best friend was completely different.

it wasn't that he was against it at all, it was just new. it flustered him. knowing he'd be dating both of you if you agreed with their proposal.

naturally, your eyes lit up at their suggestion. "really?" your smile was almost blinding, your cheeks flushed in excitement.

"yeah," the two boys looked at each other, nodding.

your squeal was almost deafening. you wrapped an arm around each boy, pulling them in and kicking your feet under the blanket. the happiness you felt was fathomable.

"you're both mine, eee!" you sung, rubbing your cheek against chilchuck's amber hair. "and you're both each others' too!" you gasped, looking at both boys.

"that's so cool!" you cheered, hugging them both tighter than before.

as tired as laios was, he could only indulge in your happiness. and as much as chilchuck didn't want to admit, you were the prettiest when you were happy.

the entire morning consisted of you goofing off with your himbo + dilf boyfriends !!

[enviedear]

Hiii !! How are you? Pleasure to meet you!

I saw your engineering major!Anakin post and when I tell you I immediately twirled around on my bed and started kicking my feet like a fucking teenage girl… I’m not joking.

This is a headcanon that has been following me ever since I entered the beautiful world of Anakin Skywalker. Seriously. I even have a one shot about lmaoooo

Could you please elaborate on that? I would love to hear your takes, discuss them and just thirst over him together! Because god lord, I’m so grateful to found someone who was the same interest on engineer Anakin. Also bonus points for college student Anakin because that’s just hot as fuck

Thank youuuu

Mina

i literally am obsessed over this concept thank you so much for indulging me! i centered it over him in college mostly because— i just... it does things to me.

also what if i said engineering major!anakin fic in the works...

a few nsfw themes in here so minors dni i will block you &lt;3

he strikes me as the type of guy you'd see once on campus and then immediately try to find him on the university's social media accounts.

he wouldn't be fucking anywhere until you find the engineering college's Instagram account

it hasn't had a single post in two years but it's okay because you find one of him !!!

and the only picture of his face is so grainy, but he's in it and he looks so fucking hot at his computer and that's enough

also he's totally unapproachable

not that he's a dick or anything, he's just cussing out all his professors in his head and worried about his last materials exam

i think in his (very limited) spare time he'd be into either metalworking or cars... probably both

like i think he could fix almost any car-related issue without having to go to a shop

axel on his car goes out? yeah he's ordering the part and putting it on his damn self

his motor blows up? he's spending his summer rebuilding it while taking sixteen hours of summer classes

and if he does have to go to a shop, it's strictly because he doesn't have time and he most certainly will pop the hood and check their work

also i believe he'd like stick shift

literally won't buy a car unless it's manual

"what the fuck is the point of an automatic"

he totally also learns how to tune in his free time and everytime you hear a car speed by you on campus you just know it's his work

now, if you're lucky enough to catch his eye i truly believe he'd be so fucking consumed by you

he'd ask you to go everywhere with him; he needs to study in the library? he's asking you to come. he has to give a dissertation? he's begging you to come watch him. it's 3am and he just finished his statics project? he's calling you like, 'baby please come with me to get food. I'll buy you a treat.'

also the biggest and most clingy bf ever in the history of the world

will stop doing his work to come watch you play the sims and just hold you (also tells you how to build a proper house despite you bing like,, "ani... the fun part is making them get into trouble not making sure their roof is durable.")

also likes to be incentivized with you

"if i get an a on this next test will you let me bend you over the desk?"

or, "i'll study better if you let me taste you, please baby?"

star-student, no question.

and he's so fucking smart it's a bit annoying because he'll bitch and moan about how bad he's doing while getting on the dean's list every year

the way he explains what he's working on is hot as fuck

numbers make sense to his mind in ways you will never understand, but good lord is it nice to watch his smart little mouth move

type of man to take you on a date into the city and point out the shitty infrastructure

"for as much rain as we get you'd think these fucking idiots would have put more drains."

"that bridge is due to fall in less than ten years, what the fuck were they thinking."

he's just the smartest boy, and you make sure to tell him any chance you get not that he agrees but he'll always say, "thank you pretty girl"

[softantlers]

Seen one too many people on that clock app say Lottie is "white passing" & I need a palate cleanser. If you're comfortable sharing, do you have any headcanons about Lottie dealing with casual racism from her dad, classmates, doctors, rich white people society, etc?

oh white-passing rhetoric -takes a smoke with a thousand yard stare-

tbh i'll put this under a cut because it's a vulnerable topic and i would want it to be interacted with intentionally, more than most of my headcanons/metas wahhhhhh. also honestly because this became an absolute DISSERTATION on how i understand lottie as a character lmaoooo.

yeah so to start, i feel like it's important to mention i speak from a place of being korean/white or white/korean or mostly just tired lol. what that means is that i can relate to lottie's mixed identity in a general sense, as in i understand the baseline dynamics of having a white dad and a mom who isn't white. what i don't feel comfortable (and probably shouldn't be) talking about is lottie's relationship to being māori, only because i'm not native/indigenous & can't speak to that experience + i understand that there can be much different dynamics with being multiracial in a context that's inseparable from ongoing cultural genocide.

what i can speak to though is the experience of not looking "right" -- not looking correctly korean and not looking correctly white & perhaps not looking discernibly "this or that" to anyone about being fucking anything.

i think the weirdness of that might be something lottie would experience, alongside how whack it can feel to have a mixed identity when everyone wants you so desperately to be "this or that" but declaring either side of your identity to appease people feels inauthentic & dysphoric, like cutting off your own arm.

OKAY. that's my spiel. a bit goth of me lol. those are my disclaimers. but otherwise, let's fucking go!

first of all, i suppose there might be a context in the world SOMEWHERE with much different race relations and perspectives on colorism than the US/canada where lottie could (i guess?) be mistaken as only being white. BUT that's genuinely so profoundly out of the context of fuckin' new jersey or yellowjackets, so i think people on that shit are kinda being delusional. people (especially monoracial white people who tend to jump into this discourse like goddamn piranhas and should honestly stfu) need to understand that whiteness is not only a construct but a *moving target*, and within the realm of the white supremacist & western environment we are discussing, lottie would absolutely not experience the world as a white person.

sidebar: thanks for asking me if i was comfortable with this ask btw! one thing i hope you don't mind me pushing back on is that racism is often used as the defining metric of how people experience being "not white." while it's a huge part of it, i also like to think about the good stuff. <3

for one, i am so curious about lottie's relationship with her mom. it might be a complicated one, given that her mom apparently failed to protect her from the trauma of institutionalization but at the same time, my own mom is my absolute north star. i learn so much from her & appreciate her so profoundly, and i see lottie reaching for that relationship just the same. i imagine them having moments apart from her father that are really special, questions about their shared culture that lottie gets to ask. stories about her grandmother that her mom shares with a fond smile. looking at pictures of her mom's family, reconvening with that side of the family & maybe feeling strange and out of place but still a touch closer to being integrated. we don't get any details on this whatsoever in the show, but i also don't think we should assume lottie *isn't* integrated just because the writers don't explore this aspect of her experience.

beyond all this, i also think being mixed would give lottie a much different perspective on being rich than most assume. idk in a lot of fanon i see her characterized as being sort of head-in-the-clouds & not able to relate beyond her experience of wealth, and while that might genuinely be the case in some aspects, i don't really think it's that simple.

when you aren't white or you're mixed, wealth is a different experience imo bc you fundamentally have to face the fact that white people think you don't deserve what you have BECAUSE you aren't white. rather, they think you got where you are through some kind of backdoor and they are fucking pissed about it. (in my experience, while i am not wealthy lmao, i have received opportunities--some of them honestly exploiting my background--which have been written off as diversity tricks by jealous white people.) so like, having something is a bit different & makes you think of yourself differently when you get the message from white people that, actually, YOU--the you YOU are--shouldn't have it.

here's an excerpt from my longfic with what i sort of imagine being the dynamic here (it's a lottienat fic in s2 so more lucid!lottie but it captures how i think she might experience this):

Sensing she wasn’t doing a great job explaining, Lottie shrugged. “I don’t know if I have better words… Not having to worry was a big part of it. But I guess that’s not true either. It’s not like my life is perfect.” She bit her lip, wondering if Natalie would accept that. Or if the chasm between their experiences was too wide. “My dad’s kept a list of colleges and programs for me since I was a kid. You know, pre-law, pre-med, business. If I wanted to… I don’t know? Be a veterinarian or a teacher or an—” Lottie smiled sadly, “—art therapist? It wouldn’t be okay. It wouldn’t happen. I mean, if it did, he’d never talk to me again.”

[...]

Lottie hesitated, cutting a glance to Natalie before forging on with the same gritty determination that kept her trudging through the snow. She wasn’t sure why she was confessing all this… Maybe it was because no one had ever wanted to talk to her about it before. “And people have been… God, they’ve been so fucking racist to my mom. Ever since I was little, people would say the bitchiest things right to her face. Right in front of me.” At this, she avoided looking at Natalie. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to see the probable flicker, the innate defensiveness, that sometimes came to a white person’s face when these topics were touched.

“Then, I got older, and they started saying the same things about me… My mom’s a lawyer. I mean, she didn’t have to marry Malcolm Matthews for a comfortable life.” Lottie grimaced, a familiar frustration turning in her stomach. “Maybe this is all bullshit, you know? Why do we have things other people don’t? I think about that. But the way we look? It’s not a good reason to have less. People just see what they want to see.”

“That fucking sucks, Lot.” When she turned to Natalie, she saw that the hunter’s eyes were downcast. Her jaw had tightened, and there was a familiar expression on her face. Lottie had last seen it when that bitch from the neighboring county hip-checked Nat right off the field during a game last year. Taissa and Shauna had sprung into action, holding the winger back as she hissed and spat so vehemently her opponent was startled all the way back to her own goal post. It was an expression Lottie had come to associate with seething rage. Honestly, she kind of liked seeing it now.

--

okay now i suppose to get into racism specifically?

there's the mixed staple of "what are you?" followed by people going "what's that?" or "oh, i wouldn't have guessed" or "oh, you actually look like [...]" or "wait, no, let me guess!" which i can't imagine lottie doesn't experience.

there's also the strangeness of having a parent and relatives who, in the grand scheme of colorism and white supremacy, may experience racism a lot differently than you. for my part, i get a lot of the "wasian" weirdness, sort of preferential (but also in the grand scheme, racist) comments that get across exoticism, being fetishized, but that also are jabs at your fucking family and where you come from that make you feel so fucking gross because--on the one hand, is this a privilege? yeah. on the other? you don't fucking want it. (my first tattoo person was a white lady gushing that i looked pretty, like "asian watercolor" whatever the FUCK that means lmaooo with my mom, darker than me, right there... uh, fuck you bitch.)

so i can see lottie experiencing some of that and feeling awful about it. another aspect to this is that when your family experiences racism differently than you, you can sometimes gaslight yourself into believing that you don't experience racism at all. there have been times in my own life where my partner has had to be like... "that sounds like racism" and my ass is like "huhhh? meeee????" but in the end, yeah. so i can see some imposter syndrome coming into play with lottie, maybe discounting how weird comments feel and overlooking her own experience when people say outright malicious shit

there's another aspect to being mixed (specifically with also being white) that could be touched on here i guess. all mixed people deal with the fact that our bodies are sort of public domain--open to be commented on, discussed, and debated by monoracial people. there's not use being bitter about it imo because it's a reflection of different layers of power, privilege, and colorism that needs to be talked about somehow. specific to the experience of also being white is that you often become a sort of confessional booth for white people, who see just enough of themselves in you to offload the weirdest fuckshit you've ever heard in your life. you're not quite enough of one race for them to be totally alienated about confessing their stupid racist thoughts & stereotypes to you. like you're this whispering well for them. it's weird, but it's a consistent dynamic when i talk to people with similar experiences to me...

i don't think i'll go into nastier headcanons on this because idk. we all basically know what racism is and how violent and confrontational and inhumane it is, so i'm sure we can imagine the more explicit stuff. but i do think it's interesting to consider the hopefully more nuanced above & again, this is honestly just my two cents and a healthy degree of projection. i don't claim to be the expert on how lottie might experience race, but i think it's a rich topic and i try to consider these concepts/headcanons/whatever when i'm writing her.

thanks for the ask! it helped me solidify some stuff i've been thinking about

[astrophileous]

what song would derek & bug dance to at their wedding? (very important question)

OKAY this became a lil bit too self-indulgent lmaoooo akjdjsjd but I grew up listening to James Ingram (his CD was like one of the only three that we had in our car when I was in elementary school, so I'd listen to him almost 24/7), and my hc is that Derek listens to some of his songs too. But particularly "Let Me Love You This Way" by James Ingram, he'd hum that song to Bug ALL THE TIME, long before Bug knows his true implications, and that's the song that ends up playing at the wedding. He'd quietly hum the words to Bug on their first dance as well (BECAUSE THE LYRICS FIT THE SITUATION SO WELL????)

and I know that I didn't have to turn this into a blurb, but I HAD THE IDEA AND I JUST CAN'T NOT WRITE IT OKAY

BTW WARNING(S): NO NSFW SCENES BUT THERE'S A BRIEF NSFW TALK SO MINORS BE ADVISED

Love Bugs Masterlist / Criminal Minds Masterlist

The first time you heard him hum the song, it had been in the safety of your office in Quantico.

The floor was dead and quiet as you walked, safe from the gentle light coming from one corner of the bullpen. You walked through the glass door to see that most of your coworkers had vacanted the place, except for one familiar figure sitting behind his desk in the corner.

As you approached Derek with cautious steps, you finally heard the first rumble of his deep voice.

"Tonight I look at you and you're so beautiful. There's so many things I want to say."

Your footsteps ceased when you realized that Derek was singing.

You had never heard him sing before.

An eternity must have passed before you finally found a voice to call out to him, "Derek?"

The man in question nearly jumped out of his seat. When he turned and found you standing behind him, his posture relaxed. "Jesus, Bug. You fucking scared me. I thought I was alone."

"Sorry. I just stopped by to get some files." You smiled sheepishly. Underneath the dimmed lighting, you studied Derek for a moment, your voice laden with wonder when you said, "I didn't know you sing."

Derek looked up from his paperworks with a frown.

"You were singing just now when I walked in. It was beautiful." You felt abashed at the admission, hoping that the profiler in Derek was too tired to notice. "I didn't recognize the song."

"It's James Ingram."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. You familiar?"

"I know the man, but I don't really listen to him," you told Derek truthfully. "What's it called?"

"Let Me Love You This Way," Derek answered with such an urgency, reciting the words like a sacred confession instead of a song title until you nearly gasped for air. "It's been stuck in my mind lately."

After that one fateful night, Derek found himself humming the lyrics to the song much more often than he would have ever expected.

"Wish I could show you now, how far I'd go just to prove my love will never fade."

Derek was humming those same lyrics when you finally opened your eyes. When he saw that you were awake, he immediately grew silent.

"Derek?" you called out groggily. "Why are you awake?"

"I couldn't sleep," he answered, kissing your knuckles for good measure.

"What time is it?"

"Almost five."

Your stomach plummeted.

This was the part you hated the most about this arrangement; having to say goodbye to Derek at 5 AM every single day to avoid suspicion from your fellow teammates, only to see him again in the hotel lobby a couple of hours later, having to pretend as if the man didn't just spend an entire night warming your bed.

"Can you stay?" You were almost scared to ask. "Just five more minutes."

"Okay." Derek looked like he didn't even give it a second thought. "Five more minutes."

"I'd steal the stars above. But that would still not be enough, of what I need to let you know."

"Why does this song sound so familiar?"

Derek glanced towards the passenger's seat--to where you were sitting, your baby bump showing underneath the shirt you were wearing, so pretty and beautiful in his eyes--before quickly focusing his attention back on the road ahead. He had been humming the lyrics under his breath since the song came on, unaware of the curious ears sitting next to him.

"I used to sing this song to you all the time," Derek admitted.

He saw you whip your head dramatically from the corner of his eye.

"Wait. What? When? When is this? Why didn't I know about this? You sang it to me?"

Derek chuckled at your animated reaction.

"Before Iowa--" he started, pulling your memories back towards the dramatic downfall that had now become a forgettable chapter of the past, "--every time I had to leave in the morning, I'd take a few minutes to just sit and... stare at you. And when I did, this song would come to mind."

"So you sang it to me?!"

"I did, yeah."

When a full minute passed by without another response from you, Derek glanced over in a mixture of concern and confusion. "Bug?"

"Derek, step on the gas."

"What?"

"Step on the gas," you repeated, this time with a piercing gaze that you threw persistently against Derek's face.

"Why?"

"Because I feel like I'm about to go nuts if I don't get to fuck you in the next three minutes."

Derek might have gotten a few speeding tickets that night, but damn if it wasn't worth it.

Ever since Derek's admission that night, you began to routinely demand him to play the song almost every single day. More often than not, you would even force him to sing it for you.

"Let me love you this way, by never letting go until my dying day."

On your wedding day, you had your first dance to the song.

Derek's arms were snug on your body, holding onto you like he was afraid to let go even though you had just promised him your forever a few hours prior. Your right hand was secured tightly inside his left one, pressing against his chest, guarding the steady thumping of Derek's heart.

"Look at your son," you had whispered to him in the middle of your swaying.

Derek's eyes followed the direction of your gaze, to the 2-year old who was being coddled by his aunts and uncles. The two of you broke into synchronized laughter when your son began climbing a flustered Spencer's leg.

"He's perfect," Derek muttered, almost in awe. "So are you, Bug. Everything's perfect."

You smiled at his words before leaning in closer to kiss his lips. Just as you were about to pull away, Derek chased your lips a little desperately, deepening the kiss as his warm hands cupped your face.

"I love you," he breathed once you parted for air.

You smiled and kissed his thumb. "I love you, Derek."

With that, Derek's arms returned around your body, tugging you closer, trying to feel you better. As you began to sway once more to the song, Derek's lips went to your hairline, humming along to the lyrics like it was second nature.

"Let me love you this way, by staying near your side. Always."

[musette22]

Minnie how are you hope you're having a good sunday, this is so fucking random but i don't know why i felt like i needed to tell you since you don't have twitter or x or whatever it is called nowadays lmao so someone made tournaments of who fucks better chris characters and seb characters and people are voting and the two winners will face off lmao, it's hilarious ngl and shocking at the same time because endings beginnings frank and mickey both lost lmfao now the seb final is between bucky and nick fowler and the chris is still in the semis nomad steve vs cole and 40's steve vs andy loll! I will update you on the grand finale ahaha

Lmaoooo you're kidding 😂 That's amazing. You're right, I'm not on twitter or X or whatever indeed it's called nowadays, and I don't like it much either, but this is pretty good I have to admit! It would've been better if they'd asked the question which Chris character fucks which Sebastian character better and vice versa, but I guess that's a bit too progressive for twitter :p

But I'm sorry, Cole??? I love Cole so much and he's so gorgeous, but there's no way he fucks better than Ari Levinson or Frank Adler or Curtis Everett or Lloyd Hansen, to name but a few!!!! Nomad Steve though... absolutely. Although he of course only fucks Bucky, that goes without saying. As for Seb's characters - Bucky, yes (though again, he only fucks Steve), and Nick, okay, I can see that. But hello??? Destroyer Chris, anyone??? And yeah, Mickey and Frank too, fucking is kind of their thing, I feel 😂

Anyway, this is fun, thanks for telling me about all this and yes, please do keep me updated! 😘

[itsukimiu]

Yuzuru Kise SR: Treating Wounds with Care

OHHHH THE PICTURE IS SO LOW QUALITY LMAOOOO google docs ver here! Translated by Tsukimi (@rurumiiii) Proofread by Aca, Dimi, and Myun!

Part One

???: —ACHOOOO!

Ito: (Huh…?)

It was some time after work hours had ended. A loud sneeze echoed through the empty office, though I should’ve been the only person in the room.

Ito: (That sound just now… Was that—)

Ito: (Rare-kun?)

Ito: Did you catch a cold…? 

Rare: Good boy, Rare-kun! Attaboy ☆

Ito: (Hm… He looks fine, but I’m still worried.)

Yuzuru: Oh, Yashiro-san. You’re looking at Rare so intently… Is there something wrong? 

As I stood troubled in front of the cage, Kise-san, who had been gone for a while, returned. He was holding a large bag I didn’t recognize. I was curious about what was inside, however…

Ito: (Rare-kun’s condition is more important right now, so I’ll ask about the bag later.)

Ito: You’ve come at a good time, Kise-san. Actually, just now—

Rare: ACHOOOOOO!

Ito: Ah, another huge sneeze…

Ito: (But that one just now sounded oddly human.)

Yuzuru: Ohh, right. About that… 

Yuzuru: Yesterday, Urara came to the office and kept sneezing. It seemed like he’d come down with a cold. 

Rare: ACHOOO! ‘Ts not a big deal. 

Ito: I see… So he’s imitating Manami-san.

I felt a wave of relief knowing that Rare-kun was fine. However—

Ito: Is Manami-san doing okay?

Yuzuru: He had a slight fever, so we had him go back to the dorms early yesterday.

Yuzuru: I messaged him this morning, and he is “all good”.

Yuzuru: But I’m still worried, so I was planning to check on him on the way back home. 

Ito: Then, is that large bag…

Yuzuru: I borrowed the cafe’s kitchen to make some food for him as a get-well present.

Yuzuru: I made things that are easy on the stomach and seemed nutritious. Before I knew it, I ended up making quite a lot.

Ito: (I see. No wonder it’s so big.)

Ito: In that case, I will take care of locking up the office. Please go ahead and check on Manami-san as soon as possible, Kise-san.

Yuzuru: But since it’s already gotten so late, letting you stay for overtime is—

Ito: I am almost done with my work, so please do not worry. All that’s left for me to do is to clean up. 

Yuzuru: …Then, I’ll take you up on the offer. I’ll leave it to you to lock up the office. 

Just as Kise-san was getting ready to leave, the office door opened.

Ito: Manami-san?

Part Two

Urara: Hah?

Urara: Don’t just dawdle around this late. Go home. 

Ito: I’m sorry, I’ll head home right away. However, I heard that you got sick—

Urara: Don’t start treating me like a patient.

Rare: ‘Ts not a big deal!

Urara: Don’t say my line before I do.

Yuzuru: Are you really okay? I told you it was fine to take a day off to rest.

Urara: Hah? The cleaning from yesterday’s not done.

Yuzuru: I was about to tell you, it’s fine, you don’t have to worry about it—

Urara: The hell do you mean ‘s fine.

Yuzuru: !

Yuzuru: Sorry Urara… I worded it badly. The cleaning was just finished by Roka-san and I.

Yuzuru: I wasn’t clear with my wording. I’m really sorry. 

Urara: …Tch. Shut up, you’re apologizing too much. 

Urara: If it’s all done, I’m leaving. 

Yuzuru: Ah, wait. Then take these home and eat them. 

As Manami-san turned to leave the office, Kise-san held out the bag to him. 

Urara: The hell? You’re always doing unnecessary stu— So fucking heavy!

Urara: You made way too fucking much! 

Yuzuru: It’s important that you recover properly, so you need to get enough nutrition. 

Yuzuru: I’ve packed everything into storage containers, so at least take home whatever you think you can eat. 

Urara: …

Urara: If I just leave it in the fridge, I can still eat it tomorrow all the same.

Ito: (Ah…)

Manami-san, who had been so worked up just moments ago, accepted the entire bag with a solemn expression. Watching him, I realized that this was his way of showing gratitude. 

Yuzuru: You’ve just recovered, so don’t push yourself. 

Urara: You’re meddling now?

Yuzuru: Yeah, I’m ‘meddling’.

Urara: …Shut up.

Kise-san’s eyes softened slightly.

Ito: Manami-san, please take care. 

Urara: So annoying. 

Manami-san left the office, acting as he usually does.

Ito: Looking at him, he seemed.

Yuzuru: …I feel a little relieved. 

Yuzuru: I was worried since I thought Urara would hide it even if he wasn’t feeling well. 

I’m glad to see that he’s really doing okay.

Ito: (Kise-san looks genuinely relieved.)

Ito: I hope he gets plenty of proper rest. Manami-san looks like an honest person, after all. 

Yuzuru: …!

Yuzuru: I’m thankful you think that way of him. 

Yuzuru: I’ve mentioned this before, but Urara behaves like that with everyone, so he’s easily misunderstood. 

Yuzuru: But he does have an honest side, and surprisingly, he’s quite reliable. 

Ito: Yes, I think I understand what you mean. 

Ito: We haven’t spent much time together, so I feel like I might make him angry if I say I understand him. 

Yuzuru: I’m glad… to see you perceive Urara without any preconceptions, Yashiro-san.

Ito: Me too.

Ito: I’m glad that I’m able to work with someone who can think that way like you.

Yuzuru: Then the feeling is mutual. 

Yuzuru: …Somehow, it feels a bit embarrassing to say these things out loud. 

Today, Aporia felt as comfortable as always.  I couldn’t help but feel that it must be thanks to Kise-san. 

[stars-n-spice]

Thots on s3 episode 08!

you know the drill, spoilers and incoherent screaming under the cut!

i was a fucking giddy, giggling, blushing mess this entire episode

for like a solid five minutes i was just flapping my hands

look, you're going to put WRECKER and FENNEC on screen TOGETHER for most of an episode and expect me to be normal about it????

like HELLO??

i'm starting to think star wars has it out for me, they are actively trying to give me a heart attack

ANYWAYS

WOW I LOVE PABU, I LOVE IT BEING SAFE AND NOT BEING TAKEN OVER BY THE EMPIRE I HOPE IT STAYS LIKE THAT!!!

RETURN OF THE QUEEN!!! PHEE <3333

Omega feeling guilty about Rex's squad getting sniped :(((

ECHO WTF COME BACK BABY THE KIDS MISS YOU

Crosshair being like, "you gotta be distant if you wanna keep them safe" <- yeah you'd know wouldn't you? ya little shit (ily)

Fucking,, burst out laughing at Crosshair's blank ass stare when Omega said Phee was a liberator of ancient wonders,, that silence and expression killed me

ALSO THE FACT THAT THAT WAS CROSSHAIR AND PHEE'S FIRST MEETING AND THEY DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING TO EACH OTHER?!?!? HELLO?!?!?!

I just wanna see them interact :((

tech mention :(

Hunter asking Omega to try and convince Crosshair to get his hand checked out,, FUCK ME UGHHHhhghhshsh

AND THEN HE DID! I honestly thought it would take more convincing

okay but it being something psychological maybe :(((

maybe I don't wanna know what Crosshair went through on Tatniss

Omega and Crosshair and Batcher continue to slay in every scene they're in

OMEGA'S OUTFIT WAS SO CUTE IN THIS!! I could see the Phee inspiration in it,, so fucking cute

I love Crosshair and Omega so much :(( the meditation scene??? god there are so many really good cinematic wide shots in this season,, I want giant ass posters of all of them

"You missed a lot" - "I know" FUCK :((

OKAY MY WIFEEEEEE

"Sit down." <- i'm fucking sat

I made so many,, noises this episode,, just incoherent stuff just stumbled out of my mouth I was a fucking MESS

ANYWHO

SPACE FLORIDA

love how much wrecker doesn't like fennec

when fennec said "keep your helmet on you'll die of the toxic air" or whatever I lost all hope for wet hair Hunter :(

WHY CAN'T YOU GIVE THE PEOPLE WHAT THEY WANT??

I just wanna see Hunter look wet and more pathetic than usual, is that too much to ask for?

anyways

i love fennec shand

i love wrecker

i'm so normal about them, I swear

i've never wanted to be on a boat so badly in my entire life,, fucking HATE boats but I'd be on that little boat in a heart beat

that fight scene with the crocs??? oh my god-

guys most of the episode was just me going "oh it's WAY to fucking early to be thinking that"

Hunter getting his ass kicked <3

when Wrecker yelled into the comms and nearly busted Fennec's eardrums,, omg

I need them both. at the same time. oh my god.

MY WIFE IS SO SMART

that bounty was a pain in the ass holy shit

LMAOOOO Hunter you gotta start asking better questions and being clearer,, she didn't even have any information and made them do all the work, get fucking wrecked

WHO IS FENNEC TALKING TOO?? my bet? asajj.

yeah not too much happened in this episode, but idc idc,, my wife returned, Wrecker got more screen time, Phee was in it, and Crosshair is slowly healing, I say it was a win

[amber-dragonfly]

OOOOUUUUUHHHH THIS CHAPTERRRRR

I love how the other three are like “yeah sledge would” and everyone else is like “THAT WAS YOU???”

God the Ire fight scene

I have so much I could say but the only thing I will say is I REALLY fucking wish I owned a drawing tablet

Like even if I suck at art ouuuuuhhhh I just wanna draw Rezek stanced up on the rock skull while Ire floats menacingly oh the imagery

Also Rezek sucking on Topaz like rock candy

Thank you for the new Wizzrobe species headcanon

I now headcanon they all love rock candy

ALSO I HAVE SOME IRE IDEAS

Remember when I suggested back when I first started doing these asks that Rezek should wear the hood until Post-Brine because it represents its closed off nature?

Well what if the major difference between Ire and Rezek is that before it left the malice, Ire had its hood down constantly because it was confident in its place in the malice, but after being freed of the malice is starts wearing its hood all the time because it hates its new self

So while Rezek started out wearing the hood but stopped because it healed emotionally

Ire repressed into an emotionally insecure state because it left the malice and so started wearing the hood to not have to show its face and see what it is

Just ranting about designs even though I can’t fucking draw lol

Soul of an artist mind of a tumblr user is literally me

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THANK U CHICKEN

The others are just so used to Sledge's shenanigans that when it's like

"Yea, I scaled one of the most dangerous spots in Hyrule swarming with Guardians to light a giant fire on top and grab ALL their attentions because I had to"

They just can't help but be completely unsurprised by the surprise.

It's why I always love writing Link and Sledge's dynamic because they're both aggressively kind and not above doing something INCREDIBLY stupid and reckless just to prove a point.

Kindred spirits,,,,,,

I now headcanon they all love rock candy

This would be a very funny cultural clash too because imagine in a Wizzrobe society they have both regular rock candy but also pass around bits of magical gems that they crunch on in the same vein of rock candy. So anyone visiting they gotta go "okay so THIS is the actual candy, and THIS will chip your teeth because they're actually rocks"

And then that'd create a fun little cultural bridge between Wizzrobes and Gorons!!! IT'S ALL CONNECTED YEA YEA

ALSO I HAVE SOME IRE IDEAS

HANG ON HANG ON I LOVE WHAT YOU'RE PRESENTING YOU'RE COOKING YOU'RE COOKING

I REALLY LOVE THE IDEA OF REZEK AND IRE HAVING LIKE A REVERSAL IN WEARING THEIR CLOAK HOOD ON OR OFF IN THEIR RESPECTIVE CHARACTER ARCS

IT ADDS ANOTHER LEVEL OF PARALLEL BETWEEN THEM

I really think the moment where Rezek would throw its hood down as like a "permanent character alteration" would be right after Brine passes, and it's facing the Wizzrobe army coming for it. GAAAAAH I KINDA WISH I HAD IT DO THAT WHEN IT THROWS THE MALICE CORE INTO THE AIR AND BLOWS IT UP

Oh well, there'll come a time where I eventually refine all I've written and maybe add stuff like that hajhdfklslhkjsa

It's one of those moments where it'd be REALLY easy to remember to do if it was like a drawn or animated medium lmaoooo