#There’s some cute surface level moments but it kinda felt like the relationship was just a vessel for mia to talk about her asexuality.

[aroaessidhe]

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Thanks For Listening

YA contemporary

a girl who’s the stage manager in her high school theater club is tired of nobody listening to her advice, so she makes an anonymous social media account that people might actually listen to

while also dating her first girlfriend and struggling with her relationship with her best friends

ace MC

[mizutenshii]

DAISIES.

— pairing ; kaneki ken x human!gn!reader

— summary ; he looks so cute with a flower crown atop his head, how can he be a monster?

— cw ; fluff fluff, pre-relationship, comfort

the breeze that traversed the streets of the city was getting kinder with every day that went by, now that spring had fallen over the country. spending your time outside was starting to become more pleasant and more and more people decided to do so. as a result, the park you decided to visit was quite lively. 

you enjoyed it, but kaneki didn't seem too pleased by the presence of that many people. you could understand why, and you appreciated the fact that he still agreed on going to the park with you.

to compromise a little, you took a spot in the sun a little distance away from the other occupants. you hoped that the scent of humans wasn't too intense this way, and on top of that you could talk more freely – let's be honest, the topics you talked about weren't for everyone to hear; they required a fair level of secrecy in order to protect the ghoul. 

so there you sat, amidst the daisies that grew scattered in the spring green grass. the male paid them no mind, keeping his gaze on the people in the distance. you wondered, what was he thinking?

actually, you didn't want to know. 

when a ghoul laid their eyes upon their natural prey, the images and urges inside their minds surely were not pretty. 

you made a face and plucked one of the tiny daisies that sprouted at her feet. yeah, it definitely took some time to get used to hanging out with a ghoul. you really had to keep yourself from thinking too much into things because it sometimes brought along very disturbing realizations and images. you shivered.

"at some point in my life i really enjoyed spending my leisure time in parks like this," kaneki suddenly spoke, tearing his eyes off the other people and turning to look at you instead. "now it just feels weird, like i don't belong here anymore." 

there was a sadness in his eyes that also laced his voice, and you could read the longing he felt. a painful longing back to his human life – one that he would never get back. the young ghoul was always hurting on the inside, but in moments like these it surfaced, presenting itself to those who cared. 

"why wouldn't you belong here?" you asked, picking another daisy, and another one. "i mean, there's a sign that asks you not to feed the birds but i don't see a humans only sign."

it was an attempt to add a mild and light-hearted joke to the heavy atmosphere that came along with the ghoul's remark, maybe even a small gesture to lift his spirit. 

the boy with hair as pale as the moon snorted, but it was only a brief moment of amusement before his expression fell glum again. 

"would a zookeeper let a lion between their zebras?" he questioned, sighing bitterly. "they don't, and it's for a reason."

"lions and zebras live together in the wild," you shrugged. "look, i really don't see a problem with you being here. you're just enjoying your time in the sun and you have all the right to do so, if you'd ask me." 

you picked another tiny white flower, connecting the stems absentmindedly as you talked to the boy next to you.

"i know," kaneki sighed, finally noticing the daisies around him and lightly touching them with his fingertips. he watched them bounce back gently when he lifted his hand again, and that was as far as his attention for the flowers went. "it just doesn't feel right anymore," he added. 

"do you want to leave?" you offered, about to drop the connected flowers in order to get up and save the boy from his internal struggles.

but a hand that – surprisingly – landed on yours stopped you from actually doing so, and you froze.

"no no, we can stay," the ghoul rushed. "i guess that for as long as you are here, i'm comfortable enough to stay. at least you kinda make me feel like i'm not completely out of place."

"o-okay," you uttered, your wide-eyed gaze on the cold hand that rested atop your own. you felt your heart skip a beat but that must've been because the sudden coldness on your skin startled you, right?

you sat down comfortably again and kaneki seemed satisfied, also appearing to be more at ease now that he got his discomfort off his chest. after shooting the ghoul one last glance, you decided that he was, indeed, okay, and reverted your attention back to the flowers in your hands.

by now you held a pretty long chain of flowers; connected daisies that together formed a flowery garland. it looked really pretty, and you were almost pleased with the outcome.

the boy with hair as pale as the moon looked up at the blue sky, clearly reminiscing about the past. you decided to let him be for a moment, to let him rearrange his thoughts and feelings. you focused on your task at hand; finishing the string of flowers to a point you deemed long enough. by the time you reached your ghoul, you rested your hand in your lap gently, careful not to damage the crown of flowers.

"i'm having thoughts, y/n," kaneki confessed, his dazed gaze now on a group of people in the distance. "i feel like a monster."

you pursed your lips, knowing very well what kaneki meant by that. but then an idea popped up in your mind, and you brought up your hands. admittedly, you made the flower crown for yourself to wear. however, you came up with a better use as the ghoul's demeanor tensed up.

beaming at him, you gently placed the flower crown atop his white locks. the ghoul simply gazed at you in awe, and you couldn't help but coo at the sight. the delicate tiara of daisies sat on top of his pale fringe daintily, and it looked adorable.

"you're not a monster, kaneki," you told him sincerely. "at least not in my eyes. look at you, you're so cute."

honestly, you had to fight the urge to squish his cheeks. although you got along very well, you still deemed it too early for such levels of affection. so you smiled widely at him instead, not paying the churning of your stomach any mind.

you were betraying humanity.

but you didn't care anymore.

a smile found its way to the ghoul's features, so small but unmistakenly there. the pain in his eyes had vanished and was now replaced with unmasked appreciation. your words held meaning, they didn't come from just someone. kaneki believed you.

he belonged. he was valid. he was no monster.

mizutenshii — 29.O9.2O23 — masterlist

at least in your eyes. and that was what mattered.

[blueturnscold]

Kalim Al-Asim

I just finished my Floyd analysis and realised how fun it is!So now it's time for Kalim :)

I'm going to start of with stating some facts we know about kalim from the game,then going to give some hc and also to tell the meaning of his name

He is the heir of the asim family:

Kalim is the oldest son of the asim family which means he is the one to be in charge after his father

Has 40+ siblings:

As kalim himself says,he has more then forty younger siblings.With this information we can probably say this is why he is so patient,understanding and genuinly good with people emotionally.

Jamil is his "servant":

We know from the game that Jamils family works for the asim family,and therefor he is kalims "servant".I'm using the term servant lightly,as we know what happend in book 4.I will get more into this later.

Housewarden of scarabia:

Kalim is the housewarden of scarabia,Jamil is the vice housewarden.I know this is well known information,but I will include this in a later point.

The Asim often "donate" money to the school:

We know thanks to Crowley that the Asim family often donate money to the school fund.

Has had multible assination attempts made against him:

Kalim has told us(the player) alot of times about his assination attempts.

Now that we have gotten some basic facts,I would like to dig deeper into his character,why he acts like he does,his motivations ect.

First I would like to start of why he goes to Night Raven College.

Why is this nice guy at this "bad boy" school?Well that's simple,Jamil.Jamil had been accepted inyo nrc,and a few months later kalim enrolled.Why was it that kalim was able to enroll at nrc at a later date then the other characters?His parent's "donations".Well the aren't real donations,more like a sort of bribe.

His parents(dad) not only donated to the school,but also to the scarabia dorm,which is most likely why he got the housewarden title from the old housewarden..

If Kalim had not gone to nrc I think Jamil would have gotten the housewarden title.But since Kalim goes to nrc,that did not happend.In most of his life Kalim has almost always gotten whatever he wants/be first place and with this,Jamil is always second.

Now to my next point,Kalim and Jamils relationship.

I don't think in a Kalim analysis we can't talk about his and Jamils realtionship,as it affects alot of his charcter.

So what kind of relationship does Kalim and Jamil have?From the surface level,the have a MasterxServant relationship.But upon further viewing they have a mix of childhood friends/masterxservant.

But how does this affect Kalims own character?Well becuase how their roles play out.

Kalim is really important,he is the heir of the asim family,so he's kinda like a prince.So they really need him to be safe and healthy.And with Jamil being his srvant,he has to make sure his master is safe from any harm.AKA Jamil does everything for kalim,so Kalim litrally has no independance.Making him kinda useless when it comes to basic tasks.

He can't fend for himself.Even after the events of book 4 where Kalim says that they will stand on equal footing,that doesn't change,Jamil is still babying kalim,it's not until the aftermatch of book6 that we begin to see some change in their relationship,a small one at that but still some sort of change.

But also Kalim rushing to Jamil in book 6 and tackeling him when the ob gang comes back is soo cute.

Anyway,next point.Why is Kalim such an airhead?

As stated before,Kalim has survived dozens of assination attempts,which to me kinda seems like he lives so carefree life becuase it might end early.He might never know when his final moment is,is it when he is an old man,or when he still is a kid?

But on a more positive point,let's talk about emotional intelliget.

We know Kalim isn't the brightest in the shed when it come's to school,but emotionally?He is a genius in that department.

In book 4,his dormmates speak of him when they emotionally have felt bad,he comforted them and help them.Then in book 5 he helpt Deuce after that small "argument" with Vil.We can see how intelligent Kalim truly is,and I don't think we give him enough credit for that!!!

Know onto my lasts point,I would like to talk about the meaning of his name and some of my own hc!

First of,what does Kalim mean?

"The name Kalim (Arabic writing : كاليم) is a Muslim boys Names. The meaning of name Kalim is " Interlocutor, speaker ""

"The meaning of Kalim is “Lecturer”. Keep in mind that many names may have different meanings in other countries and languages."

"The name Kalim is of Arabic origin, and is used mostly in English speaking countries but also in a few other countries and languages of the world."

"Asim,Meaning:Savior, protector, guardian. A boy's name of Arabic origin, Asim is a name for the brave. Meaning “savior” and “protector,” baby boy can imbibe the meaning of his name, becoming a stout defender of not only others but himself."

I could not find anything for the al- in his name(I know he says something about it in the game,I just can't find it).

Now that we have gone over the meaning of his name,it's time to bring in some hc.

I believe that Kalim has adhd.

Here are som signs

Inattention: Six or more symptoms of inattention for children up to age 16 years, or five or more for adolescents age 17 years and older and adults; symptoms of inattention have been present for at least 6 months, and they are inappropriate for developmental level:

Often fails to give close attention to details or makes careless mistakes in schoolwork, at work, or with other activities.

Often has trouble holding attention on tasks or play activities.

Often does not seem to listen when spoken to directly.

Often does not follow through on instructions and fails to finish schoolwork, chores, or duties in the workplace (e.g., loses focus, side-tracked).

Often has trouble organizing tasks and activities.

Often avoids, dislikes, or is reluctant to do tasks that require mental effort over a long period of time (such as schoolwork or homework).

Often loses things necessary for tasks and activities (e.g. school materials, pencils, books, tools, wallets, keys, paperwork, eyeglasses, mobile telephones).

Is often easily distracted

Is often forgetful in daily activities.

Hyperactivity and Impulsivity: Six or more symptoms of hyperactivity-impulsivity for children up to age 16 years, or five or more for adolescents age 17 years and older and adults; symptoms of hyperactivity-impulsivity have been present for at least 6 months to an extent that is disruptive and inappropriate for the person’s developmental level:

Often fidgets with or taps hands or feet, or squirms in seat.

Often leaves seat in situations when remaining seated is expected.

Often runs about or climbs in situations where it is not appropriate (adolescents or adults may be limited to feeling restless).

Often unable to play or take part in leisure activities quietly.

Is often “on the go” acting as if “driven by a motor”.

Often talks excessively.

Often blurts out an answer before a question has been completed.

Often has trouble waiting their turn.

Often interrupts or intrudes on others (e.g., butts into conversations or games)

Based on the types of symptoms, three kinds (presentations) of ADHD can occur:

Combined Presentation: if enough symptoms of both criteria inattention and hyperactivity-impulsivity were present for the past 6 months

Predominantly Inattentive Presentation: if enough symptoms of inattention, but not hyperactivity-impulsivity, were present for the past six months

Predominantly Hyperactive-Impulsive Presentation: if enough symptoms of hyperactivity-impulsivity, but not inattention, were present for the past six months.

Because symptoms can change over time, the presentation may change over time as well.

now that I'm done with this,I recommend to read some other Kalim analysis!!And once again if I made mistake,please tell me so I can correct myself and not spread misinformation.And add things if you wanna

[stevenbasic]

Growing into the Job Post 263: Anderson's Warning

I haven’t…I haven’t felt like this in ages, I remember thinking, as I took the chance to reflect during a quick break in the hall between patients. For the moment I was alone, girls were all in rooms tending to business, and I was thumbing through - for maybe the twentieth time haha - the pics that Melissa had sent me from our date. That particularly racy one always made me pause - haha swipe through, brother! No 9-inch boners when you go in to see Mr. Kowalczyk!

Anyway, yeah, I felt great. Despite my health issues (I really should find someone to…y’know...check me out), despite my diminished authority here at work (I kinda sorta felt like I worked for Sheryl and Olivia now), and despite my collapsed marriage (all my fault!) I was working with an energy I hadn’t had in years. Maybe, in fact, my recent uptick in attitude was actually because of my divorce: I feel free!  Or because of the change in management here: less hassle, right? Or even because of the fact that I was now a short, short man with - haha go away, buddy! - near-constant erections: remember Friday night? Standing next to her, below her? The view, the feeling I get being dwarfed by her…oh man. And my boners are like a tribute…

Check out that shot…

Melissa. This was all due to Melissa. Hired as my new, absolutely-under-qualified Office Manager just over two months ago more on account of her cup size than her resume, Melissa had gone from my secret object of fixation to…to…

Remember those kisses, just before lunch today? We’d found ourselves alone for a quick moment in the breakroom, and she’d pinned me to the soda machine with her mouth and a stream of giggles after I complimented her pink sweater. Or the way her hair found the last light of the day coming through her office windows as I sat with her yesterday? Her smile, when she brought me my warm milk this morning (laugh all you want I think it’s adorable), or when she showed me the new picture of her cat? Good god - Melissa was beautiful! And sweet! And -  in her own way -  funny, quirky. Despite always being the hot girl in the room she was generally humble. She didn’t talk too much about her past, her family or upbringing - in fact she always casually steered away from them in conversations - but she had some fun stories to tell, was ebullient and kind. 

Wow, she’s so cute in that one…

And, for some reason, she seemed to like me! Somehow, despite all I’d mentioned - the mess of my divorce, my recent loss of authority and financial stability, and the fact that I was more than ten years older and a foot shorter than her, an absolute twerp  - Melissa seemed honestly, truly excited to spend time with me, get to know me. And seeing her, talking to her here at the office - even just in quick, casual moments - had become the brightest parts of my day. The looks she gave me, the music in her laugh at my corny jokes, made me think she felt the same way. I daresay we were falling head-over-heels for each other. Yes, we’d had just one date but this had been brewing under the surface for some time, unspoken. For months I’d had the hots for her and she, apparently, for me. 

Melissa was, for sure, so different from Sheryl, the woman with whom I’d had the longest, deepest relationship of my life. Sheryl had been my equal or better on so many levels intellectually. A fascinating, captivating, driven and committed person, Sheryl challenged me. Melissa, on the other hand, was softer. Not the most intelligent girl, she wasn’t book-smart, well-read, or even able to spell. She was not well-versed in history, politics, science. Basic accounting obviously flummoxed her. She didn’t hold strong opinions in the way I would normally find attractive in someone. But she had another kind of intelligence, an emotional intelligence. Well, yes…she was good with people, but it was maybe more of a sensual intelligence that shone out of her. She knew her body, her appearance, her sexuality, how to use it with others. And oh my god the sex of her! A force of nature! She was like a big bulging bag of estrogen, a walking hormone. Well, maybe not a walking hormone. More like a strutting, bouncing, jiggling, six-foot-plus tall pulsing and throbbing hormone. 

Fuck me it’s like I can smell her in the air around me, I marveled to myself as I signed a prescription for Mr. Kowalczyk, I must be falling for her…

<buzz buzz!>

Hm. An alert, an email. That guy again. 

Another one from “ANDRSN”. Well, at least from the subject line I think it’s that guy, the guy that’s been sending me these random weird links and articles. It’s from a different address every time but it’s always the same poorly grammatized, all-caps-like-he’s-always-yelling shit. 

I huffed, annoyed that I’d been interrupted from my reverie by this crap. I should have just junked it, I know…who had time for this paranoid, conspiracy theory bullshit? But, something inside me, some weird little voice of caution always nagged at me to open these things, take a look. What was he saying this time? 

WARNING!! FORIEGN CONSPIRETOR COMPANY MAKING PHYSICAL INROADS TO YOR PLACE OF BUSINES AS WE SPEAK! 

CURENTLY BEING POSTED ON SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORMS BY YOUR OWN ENPLOYEE!!!

Okay, what? I laughed to myself. This dude Anderson (don’t know if he had a first name) was, as far as I could tell, the brother of one of the young women in the clinical trial study for Evolution Pharmaceutical’s new product. Of all the study subjects over the past week, she was one that stuck out in my mind: an overgrown, narcissistic teen with a god complex. Mary Jane, if I remember. I’d seen her last…Wednesday?…given her her sixth dose of the supplement, and her brother wasn’t too happy about it, her getting these vitamins or whatever they were. He came across as a paranoid weirdo and I didn’t have time for this especially since I should go in and see Mr… Kowalski?

His email went on, ranting about some huge overseas conglomerate with geopolitical aspirations posing as a lingerie manufacturer or something. Yikes haha right?

He then went on, I read, shaking my head, incredulous, informing me that SHE MAY BE AWARE OF MY SURVAILLANCE and that he COULDNT RISK EXPOSING THE RESITANCE and had fled his house, GONE UNDERGROUND, adding AND I SUGEST YOU DO THE SAME!!

WOOF THIS GUY WAS CRA- haha, sorry. This guy, whoever he was, was crazy. But something struck me in his message, that little nagging voice again that distracted me from starry-eyed thoughts of Melissa, when he told me to go investigate what was happening in the office: RIGHT NOW. 

Haha fine, after I go in and examine Mr….how do you say his name?

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[ ☁︎ ]  angst

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : unrequited feelings :’( really brief mention of sex (not nsfw tho!) & also (underage?????) alcohol consumption! 

𝐛𝐢𝐨 : On your last night in the dorms, Shouto realizes he has feelings for you, his best friend. 

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : idk honestly i started writing this last night and was gonna abandon it... but then val tagged me in an angst ficrec and i was like ok well! this is a sign to post bc then i will have at least one sho angst on my masterlist lolll oops :o

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🅃onight was the last night in the dorms. Three long years had come and went, and now everyone’s belongings were cleaned out and secured away with cardboard and tape, leaving an empty wing that was currently filled with bodies, neon lights, and red solo cups. Music was pounding through the hallways, reaching every room and allowing no one total escape from the celebration.

You had been occupying the dance floor with Mina and Tsuyu for the last half hour, and now that you had sweat off the latest drink of the night, it was time for you to set off and find your more moderate-tempered companion. The pink-skinned girl wiggled her eyebrows at you when you alerted them of where you were heading off to, Tsuyu planting a love tap on your ass as you made your way from the swarm of people. The frog girl wasn’t usually so loose, but the alcohol that pumped through everyone’s veins had left only a select few unaffected. Tsu, just like you, was one of the ones that was happily allowing the weight of daily student life slip from her shoulders.

There were plenties of warm bodies swaying with the heavy bass rattling the hallways, shadows of couples and interested singles leaning against the walls, whispers and rowdy laughs echoing as the entire graduating class of UA partied the night away. Skimming by the line outside the bathroom, your feet found their way toward the end of the hall easily enough, taking the path you had so many times before.

A creak sounded as you pushed the cracked door open, the sight of the open shoji screen allowing moonlight to stream onto the bamboo mat floor which crunched quietly underneath your tentative steps.

“Shouto?” you whispered his name, eyes taking in the silhouettes of the packed boxes against the walls before you turned and saw a shadow sitting on the mattress beside the door.

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Your voice jolted Shouto from his wandering thoughts, his attention turning to you right away. He seemed surprised to see you standing there, and he peered up at you from his slightly hunched position on the couch. He acknowledged you with your name, his voice low and steady. By the sound of it, you wondered briefly if he had even had a drop to drink tonight.

Blinking at him a few times, you tried to adjust your eyes to the contrast between the bright moonlight and dark shadows. When you could finally see the planes of his handsome, somber face, you spoke, trying your best not to slur. “What are you doing over here all by yourself?”

He paused, lagging for a second before the corners of his mouth curled and his eyes crinkled at the sight of you. “Just thinking,” he answered, examining you in that intrigued way he always did. After a moment he must have reached the conclusion that you were some level of smashed, for he patted the empty space next to him on the bed with a smirk and said, “Come sit with me.”

For a moment you wondered why he was alone, but then your brain caught up with you, and you realized that his other friends were probably busy with their own issues or endeavors. Ever since Midoriya finally grew a pair and asked Uraraka out, the two had been going at it like rabbits every spare second they had. And you could only imagine how busy Iida was as class rep, trying to keep the party at least a little bit under control. Momo was definitely helping him, and you had seen Bakugou begrudgingly holding Kaminari up with Kirishima under his other arm when you’d passed by them in the hall… Leaving only you to come and rouse the half and half hero from his solitude.

“Well that’s not allowed tonight!” You exclaimed, fist slapping against the side of your thigh. You would’ve used both hands for emphasis had the other not been occupied with a half-full plastic cup. Your legs felt like jello as you moved toward him, his cool hand wrapping around your arm to offer his support and steer you into the spot beside him. You almost fell but he held you up with the one arm, chuckling as your butt finally met the safety of the duvet.

“Thinking’s forbidden?” he laughed at your insistence, the sound rich and deep as his hand lingered on your wrist.

“Yes,” you nodded vehemently, pulling your hand away from his to cradle your precious cup and shooting him a playful, sideways glare.  “Brain turned off for the night. It’s in the fine print of the party rules, of course.”

Shouto gave you a funny look, eying you from the side. He repositioned himself, sitting upright and closing his eyes. It was hard for him to remain stoic when the quiet sound of your amused giggles tickled his ears, but he managed a nod before his eyes settled on you again. “Okay, I think it’s off.”

Conversation was always natural between the two of you, he never had to struggle to keep it flowing. And he liked talking with you, being in your presence. Which was the only reason why he was still entertaining this ridiculous charade.

“How do you feel?” you inquired, a goofy grin on your lips.

There was a twinkle in your eyes as you teased him, but Shouto held no qualms with your playfulness. Most people were still afraid to joke with him, believing that he was too obtuse to understand humor. Sure, he had struggled with the transition to school life in the beginning of their first year, but after you had transferred into their class second year, he found himself opening up even more than he already had.

“I feel… the same.” The grin on his lips remained, his eyes settled on your drunken form. His gaze flicked to your smile, shining in the moonlight and making something twinge in his stomach. He cleared his throat, pushing down the feeling that haunted him every time he looked at you too long. “This doesn’t really work, does it?”

You pretended to entertain the thought for a moment, eyes rolling as you considered it animatedly before your lips broke into a beautiful smile again. “No,” you giggled, shoulders shrugging in your cute, drunken fit. “But it’s easier when you’re not sober!”

He turned, faux surprise hung from his brow. “You’re drunk?” Sarcasm dripped from his voice and splashed onto you where his jean-clad thigh brushed against yours.

“Shut up!” You punched at his shoulder and pushed him away from you, shuffling yourself in the process.

Your hair swished with the movement and suddenly the soft, sweet scent of you was crashing over him. He breathed it in shamelessly, allowing himself to indulge in the warm feeling that suddenly emanated through his chest.

“You could try it, if you wanted. It really does help,” you offered your cup to him, shrugging.

Shouto eyed the red plastic cup, hesitant. He really wasn’t one to drink, but then again, neither were you. Tonight was about celebrating your graduation from UA, opening the next chapter of your lives. The thing was, he wasn’t sure if he was ready to move on when it meant leaving all his relationships either behind him or pushed to the side. Okay, maybe he was kidding himself… there was only one person he would miss having in his daily life, and that person was sitting right beside him— the same one who was the source of his conflicted feelings.

“Or not!” your hand retreated and you took a little sip, the sweet jungle juice washing down your throat easily. “No pressure. It’s your choice, Sho.”

He nearly groaned at the nickname, the one he only allowed you to call him. Grabbing the cup from you, his calloused fingers brushed over your soft knuckles. He smirked at the excitement that surfaced in your gaze as he brought the lip of the cup to his mouth, emptying the contents in one long go. The liquid was sickly sweet, masking the bitter poison that entered his body alongside it.

“That was… truly disgusting.”

“Whaaat?” You balked, grabbing for the cup in dismay. He kept it out of reach, even though it was empty, setting it on the far table instead. “It’s good, I dunno what you’re on. It’s really, really good. Heheh, just like me…”

Shouto blushed at the innocent innuendo, looking at you as you closed your eyes and let out a noise between a sigh and a laugh. He gulped, realizing that the alcohol was already taking effect and he was beginning to slip under its influence. Your method of “turning your brain off” was proving to be much more effective with the alcohol’s aid, but that was a whole other issue which he failed to foresee. 

He usually preferred to keep his brain on and fully functioning, especially when he was alone, with you. That way, when you roused the butterflies in his stomach and pulled on his heartstrings, he could tell himself to just ignore it and focus on how important your friendship was to him. But now, his defenses were failing him, and there was nothing he could do to stop his heart from beating faster, palms getting clammier.  

“You’re good?” he reiterated quietly, watching the way your tongue swiped across your lips, enchanted by it.

You chortled, finding the thought entertaining, apparently. “Yes! I feel really good right now.”

“Ah,” he murmured, sitting back and allowing the pillow he had propped up to sink around his form. “I feel... kinda good, too.”

A mix between a laugh and a scoff escaped you at his confession. “You feel something already, Sho? Wow, that’s so efficient.”

Shouto didn’t really know what you meant by that, but he only smiled softly at the happy look on your face. He closed his eyes and listened to the fast rush of blood in his ears, the feeling of warmth prickling at his skin. He wasn’t drunk, per se, but he felt a little lighter than usual.

You had said that drinking would turn his brain off, but it seemed only part of it wasn’t functioning. The other side of his mind was working overtime, much to his chagrin. 

He was suddenly aware that this would be one of his last moments with you before everything would change. You were going to an internship not too far from his, only an hour away by train. But seeing you wouldn’t be nearly as easy as walking down the hallway… and it could only happen if the both of you found a time that worked and had the motivation to travel the distance to meet one another. He wasn’t sure if you wanted to do all that, just to see him.The realization hit him hard. 

No more sneaking to one another’s room and having whispered, midnight conversations. No more studying together and simply being in your presence. No more opportunities to let his gaze linger on you longingly, nor chances for him to grab your hand when your knuckles brushed against his in the middle of your walks. 

He felt sick at the thought of living without you. Maybe… maybe it was time for him to face his feelings head on. He had spent so long denying the recognition of them, the acceptance of them. The loss of you was imminent, unless he could finally force himself to say something, and it had to be soon.

As if you had picked up on his distress, you hummed quietly and shuffled closer to his side. His quirk spiked at the sudden proximity, heat flaring up as your head came to rest on his shoulder.

“I’m a sappy drunk, so I apologize for what I’m about to say,” you mumbled into his t-shirt, his skin prickling as your warm breath wandered through the seams and onto his skin. 

He huffed out a laugh to ease your worries, but he stayed absolutely still, unwilling to move a muscle in case it would somehow scare your body off of his. 

Then you whispered, “M’so lucky to have met you, Sho.”

Shouto choked on thin air, subtly wiping the moisture on his palms across the tops of his denim-covered thighs. Your scent surrounded him, and he couldn’t resist resting his head on top of yours, slowly breathing between your locks. “I… I feel the same, Y/n…”

It was quiet for another moment, his mind playing out a hundred ways to confess, trying to find the right words. Meanwhile, you were simply enjoying his reciprocation and the peacefulness of the quiet away from the party, completely unaware of his inner turmoil.

You sighed and he shivered as your breath scattered across his collarbone again, almost jumping when your fingers landed softly over his. How you remained so soft with their vigorous training, he had no clue. But your fingers felt so warm, so right lacing with his. His throat was thick with apprehension, a lump forming there as the seconds ticked by. It wasn’t often the two of you were sitting so close together, and he wondered if he was a piece of shit for thanking whatever God there was out there for you being kind of inebriated and so touchy right now. 

Slowly, he turned to look at you, eyes wide and conflicted, taking in how truly astonishing your beauty was up close. You lifted your head from your perch on his shoulder, gaze locking with his before your lips curled into a meek smile. Digits tightening around his, you squeezed his hand and rubbed your thumb across his knuckles.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, screaming at him to do something— anything— whatever it took for him to just form the words and tell you that he was in love with—

“Thank you for being my best friend.”

—you… He blinked, the words registering. 

You continued. “I know we’re moving away from each other, but I never wanna lose you. I cherish our friendship too much for that to happen, Shouto.”

Your words cut him. 

Friends. Friendship. 

His blood felt like it had frozen in his veins and he had become a statue, stock still as you carried on thoughtlessly, eyes now flickering over to the moon hung low in the indigo night sky. 

“Please promise me that we'll never change. We might grow as people, but… our friendship will stay intact, right? I don’t wanna grow apart.”

It hurt. 

Time had stopped and his lungs shriveled up, his body aching as if you had just lodged your knee straight into his ribs. His tongue tasted bitter suddenly, and he could almost hear the sound of his heart cracking.

But Shouto was good at hiding his emotions, years of compartmentalizing them giving him an edge that no one else he knew had. He kept his face neutral, even if it felt like he was withering and dying inside.

“I just… don’t ever wanna lose you.”

It was almost impossible to force his lips into a thin, hollow smile. But he managed, even if it felt like prying iron with a crowbar. He looked into your eyes and nodded.

He understood. To some extent, he truly understood. 

“I don’t want to lose you either, Y/n... Don’t worry,” he took a deep breath, forcing the next words out even if he felt like he was about to be sick.

He cherished his bond with you too much to risk chancing it, confessing to you, and throwing it all away after your certain rejection.  He loved you too much to ever hurt you, and he was too selfish to let go of you, too. The only one that would suffer from this was him, and he was alarmingly alright with that.

If it meant that he got to hold onto you, even for just a little bit longer. 

If it meant that you would be happy... Even if he wasn’t.

“We’ll always be friends... I promise.”

   ─── ・°* ﾟ✧:* • ｡ﾟ:*･☽･*: ｡ﾟ•*:✧ ﾟ*°・ ───

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afJSNKJKDKJ WRITING ANGST FOR MY BABY IS SO HARD AHH I LOVE U SHO PLS... reader is so dumb to see u only as a friend i hate that dumb bitch  ughhh (TдT)

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[otakusheep15]

SFW Alphabet - Barbatos

I know I haven’t posted in a while, but since today’s Barb’s b-day, I decided I would

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The thing is, he actually really loves giving affection. He’s usually just busy, so he never has the time. But when he does have time, expect him to be all over you (respectfully of course). His favorite form of affection is when one of you is cooking and the other will come up and give a hug from behind. He melts no matter which position he’s in. 

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Most of y’alls hangouts include baking or having tea. He also likes when you follow him around while he works so that he has company. In his free time, he likes to take you to different stores and restaurants in both the Human World and the Devildom so that you two can sample what they have. He’s also lowkey chaotic, so he might drag you into pulling pranks every now and then. 

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Again, he’s actually really affectionate, so cuddles aren’t off the table. For him, cuddling after a long day is a great way to unwind. It’s also one of the few times he lets his guard down a bit and actually begins to relax. Basically what I’m saying is, please give this man cuddles. He deserves it. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He’s honestly one of the best choices if you want to settle down. He can cook, clean, and any other chores you so desire. And he also loves the idea of settling down. He’s been working for so long and, while he loves his job, it can be pretty taxing on him sometimes. The idea of just leaving it all behind to settle down with the one he loves sounds like a dream to him. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Probably the bluntest out of anyone. Like, he does not care about how the other will react. He’s more used to people breaking up with him since he cares about his job more than them in most cases, so if he’s the one initiating the break up, then it’s for a reason. And that reason is probably not a good one. He will probably make the person cry. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Marriage isn’t all that interesting to him. he doesn’t find it all that necessary like others do. To him, just being together is enough, so he doesn’t need anyone to certify it for him. However, if you wanted to get married, he would never refuse.  

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He’s surprisingly gentle. He understands how sensitive emotions can be, so he’s super careful with the one’s he cares about. The last thing he wants is to hurt someone he loves, so he’s super gentle. He’s also aware of how physically strong he is, so he tries his best to control himself so that he doesn’t accidentally lash out and hurt you. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He doesn’t have a lot of time, so hugs are usually rare. But he loves them anyway. they’re a great way for him to recharge throughout the day. Just pop in every now and then and give him a quick hug and he’ll just die but you won’t know that.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It takes him a long time to say it. Not necessarily because he’s scared or not ready, but just because he doesn’t see the point in rushing it. He knows you love him and that he loves you too, so he knows the words themselves aren’t needed. When he does say it, it’ll be absolutely perfect. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He may seem like he doesn’t get jealous, but he does. In fact, he gets insanely jealous, especially of the brothers. You spend so much time with them, and he never has any time to spend with you since he’s always working. He hates that you two never seem to have time to be together, and that ends up making him jealous. Just give him some attention and he should calm down some. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are so amazing. He always knows just what to do and when/where to do it. You will always be satisfied with him. His favorite place to kiss you is the nape of your neck since he likes the reaction it gets out of you. He also likes when you kiss his cheek since he finds it cute. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Oh, he hates kids. Absolutely despises them. The only exception is Luke since he is tolerable for the most part. But other than that, kids are one of his least favorite things. They’re messy, loud, and distract him from his work like Dia and the brothers lol.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He usually has to wake up pretty early in the mornings, so they can go one of two ways. If you’re an early riser like him, you two will get ready and go to the kitchen to have breakfast together before he has to start work. If you tend to sleep in, he’ll get out of bed without waking you and send in another servant to bring you breakfast in bed with a schedule of where he has to be today so that you can come find him. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Night time is pretty much the only time he ever gets to just relax and not have to worry about work. Expect to be pulled away to his room and not leave until morning. This is maybe the only time he can spend with you without the fear of being pulled away from you, and he’s going to enjoy it damnit. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

I doubt he’d ever reveal everything about himself. After all, he is quite mysterious. Obviously, he’d trust you enough to open up about some aspects of himself, but mostly just surface level things. If you really want to know something about him, your best bet is going to Diavolo, and even then it’s most likely a lost cause. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

This man is the definition of patient. It takes a lot to rile him up enough to actually snap. He’s been working a Dia’s butler forever now, so he knows how to keep his emotions under control. He may feel irritated or annoyed fairly often, but he will not let it show unless he is truly angered. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Of course he remembers absolutely everything about you. You so much as mention something you enjoy, he already has it to give to you. He has a great memory, and that’s only enhanced by how in love with you he is. 

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He isn’t one to have any one specific favorite, but he does love any time you two bake together. It’s such a calming thing, and you two can simply just have fun alone without having to deal with Dia or the brothers. It always brings such a smile to his face when he remembers all of the baking sessions you two have had. Even if you don’t know how to bake, that’s fine with him, cause he’s with you. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s very protective, but in a subtle way. He’s never one to be bold or over the top, but he still feels the need to protect you if he ever feels you’re in danger. Honestly, he’s scary enough on his own, so most other demons tend to leave you alone if you’re with him. And because you’re always around him, his scent started to rub off on you, alerting other demons to stay away even when he isn’t there. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’s used to planning huge events, so he can go as all out as you want. You want a party with every demon in the Devildom? It’s done. You just want a lowkey date alone with him? He can do that to. It all depends on what you want him to do. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He has a hard time separating himself from his work. After all, he’s been working for Dia for so long, so it makes sense that it would be hard for him to leave it alone, even for a few hours. Sometimes, you may have to pull him away from his work and force him to rest. If that doesn’t work, you might have to talk to Dia about getting him some time off. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He is concerned with his looks, but only because of who he works for. He knows that he has to keep up appearances lest he embarrass Dia at all. Other than that, he could honestly care less about his looks. 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Quite honestly, he was already incomplete before he even met you, and he’s still somewhat incomplete now. He’s never once felt whole, and that didn’t change very much when you arrived. Yes, he loves you, but you didn’t change much of how complete he feels inside. So, yeah, he’d feel incomplete without you, but he feels incomplete regardless. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

This isn’t so much a headcanon as just me being an angsty mess, but I just love the idea of him being lowkey jealous of Lucifer. I mean, ever since Luci fell and started working for Dia, he’s been getting so much credit for basically everything. I like the idea that maybe he gets a bit jealous of Luci and the attention and praise that he gets despite doing the same amount of work. (and yeah, I know this totally isn’t the case at all, and I’m sure he gets plenty of attention, but I love the idea of jealous, and kinda sad Barb). 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He doesn’t like someone who's lazy and doesn’t take work seriously. he also doesn’t like anyone who consistently distracts him from his work without legitimate reason. Also anyone who insults Dia or presents any possible threat to him. Other than that, he’s surprisingly chill with almost anyone. 

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

More like lack of sleep habit honestly. I genuinely don’t believe that he sleeps. And if he does, it’s for a couple hours at the most. Really, he just works too much to sleep that much.  

[cutegirlmayra]

So i saw your answer about sonamy ship, what made you on the inside feel like this is the ship that is meant for?

For further clarity, I asked @prettygoodsonicartist to elaborate :)

Reply from them: When you first saw the ship were you like *claps hands together* BOOM BEST SHIP! or just like meh it's a ship. Also I read your other sonamy posts and what is the game that gives the most sonamy vibe to you? Thank you for your time. I am a pretty big sonamy shipper so i was wondering why this ship and why do you support it? And how happy are you that sonamy is actually canon?

Me:

1. When I first saw Sonamy, I just thought it was cute. Amy was so forward that I felt that was kinda odd, and Sonic seemed to freak out a little too but he was never rude to her affections. In fact, it looked like he just submitted to them and then tried to get away. It seemed like a typical boy thing to me, when a girl flirts for them to rush off. I first saw Sonamy through Sonic X. I felt like I wanted to support Amy because her intentions weren’t bad, and Sonic didn’t seem too deterred from her either. So, after I watched the whole thing (very young, mind you) I saw so many times where Sonic valued Amy’s safety and happiness, even over his own, which made me think... maybe he does have a hidden feeling for her? There weren’t ‘fandoms’ at the time, so I just kept these cute thoughts to myself. But I was into other shows at the time as well, and my own OCs to really ‘ship’ but I did support her and their growing bond :) It took more time before I was like, “Woah, why aren’t they growing more together like in Sonic X?” When I played some games, I got even more curious. “What does the Japanese script say?” And the more I studied them, the more I realized how subtle their relationship actually was. We only see the surface level, of Amy’s doting nature and Sonic’s introverted aloofness... but when you really search for it, there’s a lot of feeling there... just private and between those two ^///^

2. Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed my Sonamy posts! I really like Unleashed because of the emotions you can see a lot better through the beautiful animation. You can tell Sonic really didn’t want Amy to run off, but Chip convinced him he was a hideous, scary monster and so he let her go, and it really hurt his pride to do so. I think there’s a side to Sonic that is shown wonderfully in this sequence with him and Amy that he really does value his time together with her and even some vulnerability when he won’t tell her it’s him who saved her. He doesn’t want her to pity him, he wants her to see him as her handsome hero, and I think that image bothered him. However, in the game, Amy continually reassures him. It’s so cute, she knows he doesn’t like the form, so she says she does prefer him as himself, knowing he feels that way too--but then beautifully reminds him that it’s not his looks she’s into, but his noble heart/free-spirited soul. I think that, during this game, the writers knew Sonic was struggling with his self-image and the darkness inside him, even submitting to fear at one point in the game. This game brought so much emotion out of Sonic, that he needed Amy’s words and presence to be there for him. That’s why I love that game and it’s powerful scenes of them! They seem cute and innocent on the outside, but Amy truly is a light in the darkness for Sonic. Always positive and supportive, which is what he really needed at the time.

3. I’m a big fan too! I’ve researched it so much, you know? It’s hard to hate something you understand. And though there are still many secrets SEGA keeps to themselves (much like Nintendo or other Japanese children’s games companies, their heroic men are usually hard to read sometimes... and they keep their ‘love lives’ private to the characters. XP Lame! lol They’re like celebrities, we want to know everything! haha) but that doesn’t mean they don’t leak out a cute insight or two. ;) I think this is the most time I’ve ever devoted to a ship, and that’s why it’s my number one, though I do have many ships xD I support them because, in the end, they have so much--AND I MEAN A WHOLE TON OF A LOT--of potential in how they can grow, have beautifully written and animated scenes together that really teach about good and healthy relationships between girls and boys, and also just their dynamic in general. Sonic has always been about ‘breaking stereotypes’ and ‘rebel generation’. I think Amy being so proactive in ‘chasing the boy’ is very different from the typical “The Flower doesn’t chase the Bee” standpoint. That’s what makes Amy’s core character about in Sonic’s universe, she’s not your typical ‘shy Japanese wise but strong woman figure’. She’s ‘outgoing Japanese girl who can be naive at times but her heart is her most powerful weapon, even if she does carry a huge hammer and is a ‘girl’ figure, not a woman just yet.’ I think this makes her so much more than what we usually see in video games, trying to make role models, but Sonic IS NOT A ROLE MODEL. He’s the outcast, the ‘in and out’ kinda hero. He doesn’t stick around for praise, or go rogue and turn anti-hero. (Though he apparently can and has sometimes.) He’s just the teenage rebel child that doesn’t live by the rules, but still does what’s right. (the bad boy that does good things lol Robin Hood and what not.) So I see Amy as fitting into the genre, and they specifically designed her to be all about Sonic, but to be different than the usual take on that ‘main heroine lead’ type of deal. And as her creator once said, “Isn’t that more interesting?” They purposefully made a ‘different’ kind of girl character than what was around at the time, because they wanted Amy to be interesting.

4. I personally don’t like saying, ‘It’s canon!’ because it’s not really canon until it happens. Sonic has yet to reveal his full feelings and confess them (either verbally or non-verbally) to Amy just yet. (I know the french scene says he did, but hear me out.) Sonic has hidden emotions regarding Amy, yes, that is true. However, they’re not a traditional couple. They are confirmed to go on dates, you can date people but not be in a committed relationship to them yet. I think they need time to develop and grow more. It IS CANON that Sonic has feelings for Amy, but it is NOT CANON that they are ‘together together’ yet. Still, the fact that they share feelings for each other is enough to grow excited about, but I honestly just can’t wait to see how they build to showing that more on the screen... so it can really be announced as “CANON!” lol

I hope that makes sense! Thanks for your questions ;)b To me, Sonic and Amy are growing towards Canon, it’s just a slow process, surprisingly, lol. Though, I think at their pace/in their case, it’s faster than the eye can see!

Honestly, these moments are too precious, how can you not see a future where they have one another and are together?

Let’s support them forever! And hopefully, give the couple a good rep and name so that we can see more of these adorable bonding moments and self-sacrificing scenes in the future! :’D Let’s get more emotional moments into Sonic The Hedgehog!

[kawaiikatchi]

My Thoughts on Case 4 for Great Pretender (Part 1 of 2)

SPOILERS FOR CASE 4(EPISODES 15-23) PLEASE GO WATCH BEFORE READING

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For some reason, I have a very complicated relationship with Case 4. Whenever I think about it, it feels like two parts of myself are having a debate with one another, and I can't decide who is winning because they're both right.

Let's just start from the beginning. Keep in mind that I've only watched this chunk of episodes once, so this will be my honest first impressions of how I think the show concluded (does anyone know if we're getting a season 2???).

THE GREAT

To start off with a lot of the positives for this case, I LOVED the heart to heart moment that Edamura and Laurent had at the beginning. It felt very necessary, considering that it was rare that these two would sit down and talk about something serious. It was nice, even if you're not looking at it through a shipping lense like I am (yes, I ship Laurent and Edamame, and no I will not feel ashamed) that Laurent could give him advice considering that they both fell into becoming con artists because they had no real path in life. As we learn more about Laurent's backstory through this arc, it becomes a lot more obvious that Laurent sees a bit of his younger self in Edamura, but his comment about doing what Edamura thinks is right shows that Laurent, at least on some level, recognizes the fact that Edamura isn't Laurent, and he has the freedom to be whatever person he wants to be despite what the blonde confidence man may want for him.

I also enjoyed this case when it explored Edamura's charcter (even though it kinda came at the expense of Laurent's character, but we'll get there). He definitely has been through the most highs and lows (actually mostly lows) of the series, making his decent to the darkside all the more interesting. I wasn't all that worried that he would betray the team or die when it was time to put the last phases of their plan into motion, (heck, we had two boat scenes where four people in total seemingly "died" yet they all turned out to be alright) but I was definitely worried as to how all this was going to affect Edamura's mental state. Throughout the series he has repeatedly gotten the short end of the stick, attempting to make his own life decisions only to find out Laurent was one step ahead of him. Then in one of the most crucial moments of the show, Edamura's good deed unintentionally gets two of his closest allies killed, making him go into a murderous rage and killing his own father. At least, that's what it looked like on the surface. Until he finds out that that too was a part of Laurent's plan, and once again it seems as if nothing Edamura does will ever be of his own free will. There is one line in particular that kinda hits different after now finishing the show, and it's what Edamura says to his father after finding out the truth of what's been going on behind the scenes.

"Everything Laurent had me do until now was a practice run for this, wasn't it?....I'll do it...Just like I'm told." (Episode 21)

At this point in the story, Edamura has completely given up control of his own life. He tried at one point to write his own destiny, but it got people hurt in the process. Even hearing the fact that the deaths were staged just reaffirmed the idea in his mind that nothing he ever does will truly mean anything. It's all just a game where someone else will always be the one pulling the strings. I think this is also one of the main reasons he stayed so close to Akemi Suzaku. He knew that all he could do is play the part they told him to play, because he had no more fight left to go against it. That and they'd probably kill him if he tried to leave again, and he may or may not have viewed her as a mother figure after his mother passed away. In the case of switching sides and betraying Suzaku Akemi, his life wouldn't really be that much different than what it already was. Sure he wouldn't be helping with illegal trafficking anymore, but he'd still be following someone else's plan for his life. It would just be a matter of which plan he's going to follow, Laurent's or Akemi's. Either way, he loses.

This is when I think the advice that Laurent gave Edamura at the beginning is the most applicable (funny how Laurent was giving him the solution to the problem that he started without even realizing it). The advice from earlier is also emphasized to a higher degree by Abby when she says:

"You're no longer trapped by gravity. Malice, envy...You can be free from everything. That's what you said. Who you decieve or betray is totally up to you. Do what you like. Just...forgive yourself. That's what saved me." (Episode 23)

This speech that Abby gives to Edamura is perfect in every sense of the word. Instead of saying something like "hey you better not betray us", she communicates to Edamura very eloquently that the problem isn't whether or not he'll betray Akemi, Laurent, Abby or Cynthia, but rather if he will choose to keep betraying himself. Will he keep giving up what he wants for the sake of others? He needs to decide that on his own, and once he finds his answer he needs to forgive himself.

At first glance, I thought "well Makoto ends up contributing to the success of Laurent's scheme, so what's the difference this time?" The difference: Makoto is in the perfect position to betray Laurent, plus he has every reason to do so, but he doesn't. Because that's not who he is. He's not Laurent. He's not his father. He's not Akemi. He's Makoto Edamura. For probably the first time in the series, Edamura is able to make Laurent follow his plan instead of the other way around, outsmarting him and showing everyone that he is the only one in charge of his destiny. He's not helping with the con for his allies, Akemi or Ozaki. He's doing it for himself.

Changing subjects completely to another thing that I liked about episodes 15-23, is that I did enjoy what we did get of Laurent's development. Despite the fact that later in my review, I'm gonna kinda complain about Laurent's story (more of just from a story structure perspective), Great Pretender KNOWS how to make a charcter's backstory engaging. They also seem well equipped to write romances, as I thought that Laurent and Dorothy had some definitive cute moments together. It was intriguing to see how the ever confident Laurent got his start as well, and how he grew to become who he is today. In addition to that, I loved how the show was able to bring us back to the first episode by showing the important events that led up to it (especially how Laurent met Abby and Cynthia). For some reason, I'm a sucker for when shows try to pull the "remember when it all began" nostalgia card for their own show. Very well executed.

Finally, the last great thing that I'll mention about the Great Pretender finale, was the ending. I wasn't sure how I felt about it upon first viewing, but after some deliberation, it just makes sense. The group ends up going their separate ways while still staying somewhat connected. Abby looks like she's become a bit of a traveler, while Edamura is journeying to taste a bunch of different coffee (fitting). Cynthia is taking care of a kid named Kawin, who looks like he might be considering becoming an artist (Cynthia will always be surrounded by artistic people, she has no choice lol), and Laurent is working for the president of the United States I guess???? All of these life decisions are just believable enough for me to buy it, so I won't complain. I guess I just have a bit of bittersweet emotions towards the ending, since the characters seem so content with where they are now, but I was kinda hoping for a another season of their shenanigans. I really need to stop getting attached to shows right before they are about to end. However, if this was truly the end of the Great Pretender series, I'm glad it ended in the way that it did. I feel conned.

Next time: the not so good, but still decent things about Great Pretender Case 4.

(Continued in Part 2 of 2 (Coming Soon))

[eshithepetty]

Sorry, long rant incoming that's also partly a meta, I kinda started with the first paragraph and just went off the rails. Tw for discussion of mental illness and trauma, mentions of abuse, and just negativity in general:

(Also, I don't mean to come off as policing about the kind of content people create, I'm not an authority figure or anything, but I just had to let out my personal feelings about this ig)

Anybody else kinda peeved by how much 'edgy' Steven fan content there is now after SUF? And I say edgy because it's like... content that's him being violent or overly clingy or straight up abusive in a way that's kinda like, 'mad' or 'crazy', the way mentally ill people are often stereotyped to be, all 'scary' or 'creepy', and it's just... it just makes me think about how people view mentally ill teens, cause so much of that is so OOC.

Like, yeah, he has violent outbursts, he gets triggered and has abandonment issues and intrusive thoughts, he's a huge mess and made lots of mistakes, but besides Jasper of course, he never actually really... directly hurt anyone??

He didn't act clingy and try to talk Connie into marrying him when she said no, he readily accepted and did his best to not dump his baggage on her, he didn't hurt anyone beyond scaring them when his emotions bubbled and his powers came out as shock waves or domes or walls, and even when he was a kaiju, his focus wasn't on rampaging or anything, he was mostly flailing around and smashing his head into cliffs and only going on the defensive and attacking anything when given targets that could hurt him. His worst moments, like Mr Universe, Fragments and the scene with White Diamond, they were his absolute rock bottom, and even then he wasn't acting out against just anyone in an abusive manner.

In Mr Universe, he had just come to the realisation that his childhood was actually messed up and that his guardians have failed to protect him, he's trying to find reasons behind it all, find whom to blame for this anguish, grieving over a good and normal childhood he realised he never really got to have. And even as he crashed the van, Greg didn't actually get hurt during it, he was perfectly fine. If anything, it was Steven who got hurt during that, because he had blacked out and Greg was panicking when he came to consciousness.

In Fragments, he had just lost his trust in all of the people he thought were a part of his support network. He had none of that left. So, as Rebecca herself has said, he went out to Jasper, because her thoughts on him matched his own at the moment. He was essentially seeking out a kinship for his self loathing, looking for someone who wouldn't try to tell him that he was appreciated or a good person or that, to get better, he should just open up and let people help him. He didn't want to look into his emotional state, his vulnerabilities anymore, because every time he did so, his powers came out and caused damage. No, first and foremost, he thought he had to control that power.

And he thought that he was finally doing that. For the first time, he felt like he was in a safe space to let it all out, with an equal who he couldn't hurt, but, as he found, that wasn't true. Jasper wasn't his equal, like the days of her kicking him and berating him, forcing him to confront his insecurities until he proved her wrong, taught him. She wasn't invincible like she said, and he wasn't in control like he thought. Because all he was doing was avoiding the problem and treating it like a surface level issue of him being too weak and inexpierenced to properly control his anger. But it's way deeper than that. And Steven realised that, too, but in a completely wrong way. He came to the conclusion that he was even more horrible than he could have ever imagined. That he was on par with the Diamonds now. That he actually was a diamond, and bore all the same baggage that came with that identity.

So he went to that side of his family. He looked into every way he could find to fix himself, all the while becoming frustrated at how even the Diamonds, who used to be the absolute evil of the whole universe, were doing better than him, where better people than him. And none of it worked. And so came the White Diamond scene, where all his worst fears and emotions came together in the form of intrusive thoughts, triggered by his most traumatic memory. He felt unfairness at how much he was dealt, he felt hatred towards how messed up was his family, at how messed up he was, how he was a diamond, a shatterer, dangerous, at how he could take the reigns, be in control, and hurt and kill people. He feared and hated himself. So so much. And that's why White Diamond never got hurt, and never was a part of this battle between Steven and himself, because this was him coming to finally face all the pain surrounding him, how awful he was, how he was, in his eyes, no better than anyone who had ever hurt him. And so, in the end, he ultimately hurt himself.

There is a big difference between a hurt kid lashing out at their parent, or someone traumatised seeking out ways to take control over someone who had and could hurt them, or someone dissasociating and getting intrusive thoughts in response to coming face to face with someone who had dealt them trauma, and a person who's letting their negativity and anger out on and hurting innocent people who just happened to be in their vicinity.

Like, mostly, I just find it messed up how there's so much content of Steven being angry towards Connie, lashing out at her, or being controlling or manipulative, when he has Never Once Been Like That. He's very careful around her. He doesn't force her into anything. When he's feeling overwhelmed around Connie, he distances himself, hides, puts walls between them. Just like he puts actual walls between him and the CGs when hurting, runs away, because he doesn't want to hurt any of them, and to think that he would ignore boundaries or let Connie become a target of his frustration is ludicrous. And it becomes even more ludicrous when what follows that kind of theoretical situation is Connie comforting him after he hurt her, and that being portrayed as a sweet or cute or romantic thing.

Just.... I guess what I'm trying to say is, I wish that some people would have been more careful with how they portrayed Steven, as a mentally ill teen, and the relationships he has with his loved ones. That some people would be more careful with the mental illness portrayal in general, reexamined if maybe they're falling into harmful stereotypes and views in general. If they're being uneducated about how meds work, or if they're calling Steven 'crazy' or 'evil', and then expecting or portraying him to be so, if they're romanticising things that they shouldn't, or misunderstanding abuse. I just...

I guess it just sucks. This series is such a good way to introduce conversation about these topics, to learn about them and learn to better understand them. But I probably should have expected that it wouldn't turn out that easy with this fandom.

[sirsharp-a]

ALEENA. ❜ ( 2 )

Summary:  Owing a favour on this side of town is never a good thing. Warnings:  N/A.  Just lots of teeth-gritting awkwardness. Pt:  1  |  2 ( here! )  |  3  ( coming soon! )

    He wasn’t quite sure why he’d wound up agreeing to meet her.  Maybe it was the image of a poor girl sitting there in the lobby of their studio complex all on her own, anticipating a visit from a superstar that never came.  He supposed that Charla’s lack of consideration for anybody’s feelings had really put him on the spot in this particular instance--  as it often did.

    She never seems to actually consult me about anything.       She just tells me how it is and expects me to roll with it.

    “I’ve got a bad feelin’ about this, Fayze.  It feels seedy, like an arranged marriage or some shit,”   Seb admitted sullenly as they rode in the elevator together.  Fayze knew him well enough to tell that he was still seething from the things Charla had said.  As sad as it was, he’d learned to shrug off her dismissal, knowing full well that his bandmate didn’t think anything close to the things that she did, but interrupting him like that, solely to shrug off his existence, had really ticked him off.  He reached over, put what he hoped was a comforting hand on his arm and gave it a squeeze.

    “It’ll be fine.  All we have t’do is meet her.  Maybe she’ll be cool.  We could get a new friend out of it.”

    “Sure…”

    It didn’t take a genius to discern that neither of them were that convinced.

    As the elevator doors slid open, both sets of eyes focused on the distant seats.  They could both see the head of a petite brunette but little else, her back to them.  Had they not known who was awaiting them, they’d have assumed it was one of the many producers that were hired to help market albums and merchandise.

    Awkwardly, as they closed the distance between the lift and the couches:   “Oh, uh…  hey.  Are you--  are you Aleena?”

    Slowly, she turned around, regarding them both with a blink.  She’d blown a little pink bubble with her gum, her tongue poking out in order to pop it so that she could speak.   “Yeah.”

    Oh fuck.  She’s cute.  Like…  really cute.

    “Ah-hah…  well.  I’m--”

    “I know who you two are,”   she interjected, voice decidedly playful as she moved to stand up.   “You both look taller on stage though.”   Her thick brown hair was slightly tousled, as if she’d walked through a brisk wind to get there, and her fashion appeared to consist of dark hoodies that were slightly too big for her;  black painted nails that, when curled into her sleeves, had her melting into one indistinguishable pile of obsidian, a head seemingly plastered on top as an afterthought;  trendy rips in her skinny jeans showcasing a myriad of tattoos and scars.  Her chocolate-brown eyes drew a curious line along Fayze before she turned to glance at his friend.   “Love your sax solos by the way.”

    “Uh--  thanks.”   Seb’s hand tightened reflexively around the strap of his saxophone case, something between a smile and a grimace shaping his lips.  After a moment, the silence was punctuated by a pleasantly surprised chuckle.   “Sorry.  I’m not that used to people sayin’ things about me.  I appreciate it.”

    She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head.   “This is really awkward.”

    “Yeah,”   the musicians quickly agreed.

    “... we should do something to break the ice.  Right?”

    “If it’s all the same with you, I’d kinda like to…  know what the hell is goin’ on, for real,”   Fayze mumbled meekly, a hand coming to scratch sheepishly at his neck.   “I mean…  what kinda position are you in to be ‘sold off’ like this?  Aren’t your parents worried?”   He watched her face closely after the words had landed, hoping to God that he hadn’t accidentally touched a nerve.  How could he know?  And how could this be anything other than a meeting that they collectively grit their teeth through?  It wasn’t natural  -  and knowing that they likely would have never crossed paths had this ‘’relationship’’ not been arranged was putting a strain on the rockstars’ charisma.  Not even Fayze--  somebody who largely travelled along with the flow, who let the wind take him places, who washed up on unknown shores because he found no point in resisting the current--  knew how to react to such a bizarre string of events.   “I hope that wasn’t too insensitive.  It’s just--  if you’re supposed to be my “girlfriend” now…”

    As a threesome, they grimaced.

    “... you’re fine.  You’re right.”   Her easy-going personality seemed to have taken a hit, a stressed huff passing her lips as she ran a hand through her hair.  Her arm dropped back to her side in an exasperated fashion, a tight-lipped smile puckering her lips a little--  a sign that she was giving in, baring her heart to them somewhat.   “My brother’s in this industry.  You probably haven’t heard of him.  It’s a long story, but that’s part of the reason I have to do this.  I’m…  not from a reputable family, so my brother’s chance of getting into show-biz was practically zilch.  My father may have…  pulled some strings to get him a manager. Struck a deal with some people higher up than him--  which would be all well and good, except we don’t have the money to pay for it.  So instead, we have to make them money in other ways”   The soft laugh she let out was upsetting to Fayze.  It was as if she knew that she wasn’t worth anything long before anybody had thought to say it to her.   “On the bright side, your manager said I only have to pose when the cameras are on…!  I don’t have to do anything…  weird.”

    Seb let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding, one hand running along his arm.   “Thank fuck.  I know a couple people who’ve had their siblings ‘sold’ to band members and there’ve been way worse turnouts.”

    “Yeah, like didn’t that one girl wind up having to have a kid with…”   When Fayze caught sight of Aleena’s now pale face, he strategically stopped talking.   “I mean--  thank Tapu it’s just surface level shit, yuh?”

    How was he supposed to make her feel better?  What was the ‘right’ thing to say in this scenario?  He felt like a fish out of water, so lost in translation that he’d never understand another word in his life.  What the fuck had Charla thinking this was a good idea?  It isn’t as if my career is suffering any.  I don’t need this  -  and neither does she.

    “Yeah,”   she agreed, pushing herself to smile.   “Look…  about that ‘doing something’.  I can just go home--  I don’t know what I was thinking, asking two really famous people to go out with me.”

    “Oh, fuck that,”   replied Seb.   “Look, me ‘n’ Fayze were gonna hit up an arcade anyway. I just gotta drop my sax off at our place ‘n’ then we’re headed out.  You can come if you want.”   He paused tactfully, fingers running along the strap once more.  It seemed to be a nervous habit of some kind.   “... it’s the least we could do.  Try ‘n’ make the best out of a weird situation.  Maybe gettin’ to know each other a bit might make us all feel a bit less...  awkward, y’know?”

    To say she looked surprised was an understatement.  If she’d expected anything from two of the richest, most well-known people in all of Vide, it wasn’t kindness.  After a moment of hesitation, she grinned and nodded, her deep-seated admiration for their work finally peeking through.   “Okay!”

[bossyohan]

Seungyoun; Enemies-To Friends-To Lovers (au.)

You and Seungyoun always admired each other

Both having your majors in music and in production/composing, you had a lot of the same classes together

You somehow ended up being in the same classes that were unrelated to your majors also, which meant seeing each other maybe 90% of the time on campus

And the other 10% would be off-campus, when you’d try to find different spots to get your creative flow going

Whether it be the coffee shop, a bench in the park, etc.

You’d think that you were on a first-name basis with him at least, but no

He didn’t acknowledge you at all during these times

And when you all had to share your work in class, there would always be positive feedback from all of the students except for Seungyoun

So you decided not to acknowledge him either

But you do have ears, and it’s clear to you that he’s something of a master at composing

Instrumentals, lyrics, the whole thing

And that makes you a bit insecure, which only makes you try harder with your music

And it makes h i m insecure when he hears how effortlessly brilliant your works sound

So this silent battle of “who is better?” plays out for the whole first semester, and you both excel and succeed on just about the same level

But for the next semester, something changed in the way the class works

Your professor assigned each student a partner to create something together as a final project.

And what were the chances that you and seungyoun got paired together? 100%, apparently

For a while, Seungyoun still didn’t speak to you, so you continued to ignore him also, too stubborn to be the first one

Three weeks passed, and you still had some time to get the project done, but you both still didn’t interact

Until you got a message one day from one of your friends (Yohan)

“Wow, why is Seungyoun asking me for your phone number ☺️”

And for a moment, you forgot that those two had been friends for a while, but he clearly knew the situation between you two

“Probably because we have a project to do?”

“probably? hm.”

“Just give him my number and be quiet.”

“Don’t think I forgot about you saying you have a crush on this ‘kinda rude guy in my class’ y/n” he replied, which you ignored

And a few minutes later, you get a text from an “unknown” number asking to meet you at the campus library

So you start walking to the library, but suddenly start to feel anxious about meeting with him

He’d never spoken to you before this, so you don’t really know how or what to say either

Once you get there, you scan the tables briefly to see him facing his Mac, messing around with a few things on garage band

You walk over and sit in front of him, hoping he notices

And he does, immediately taking off his headphones and looking back at you

There’s a few moments of silence that gets a bit awkward before he asks you

“So…what do you wanna do?”

You shrug, replying with “I don’t know, what do you wanna do?”

And more silence follows

“Well…we can pick a theme first. Do we want light, dark, theatrical, poppy…” he says

“I’m not sure…we have the option to make it into a song instead of just instrumentals too. I know that you sing, so did you want to do that, or?”

“Only if you want to sing too”

“I’m not that great at singing though…” you say, getting embarrassed at just the thought of the attempts you made in the past

“I think your voice is good” he says, now changing your embarrassment into bashfulness

And then, confusion

“When did you hear me sing?” you asked him

He kinda froze, looking straight at you as the words cranked out of his brain and through his mouth

“Just a few times when I’d go to the production room when you were already in there.”

You just nod, trying not to think any more about it

“Well, I guess we can make it a song then. I don’t mind singing.” He said, changing the subject

“Great, so now we pick a theme”

And the theme you pick is dark

Not necessarily dark as in “scary or sad”, but the tempo or energy isn’t as fast paced as most songs are

You want the song to convey a different feeling to everyone

So slowly, but surely, you both collaborate

He suggested using elements from a project that you did in the previous semester, which surprised you that he remembered it at all, being as he seemed uninterested in your presentations

And you recommended to mix your instrumentals together to lead into the chorus, merging your sounds for a major part

Seungyoun excitedly works on it, smiling back at you as it played out exactly the way you two wanted

You mark that as the first time he genuinely smiled at you, making your heart flutter at how cute he looked when he did

Then you think about how he looks when he’s working, lips pouty and cheeks puffed, being cute once again

And then you decide to stop yourself from crushing on him, when the only things you two had ever talked about was about the project

“now really isn’t the time” you think to yourself, shaking your head to focus on what your next steps in the project were gonna be

You’re a few weeks in now, but you two may have gotten carried away

The song was almost done now that he had the lyrics placed perfectly with the instrumentals (after a lot of changes, of course)

So you recommended taking a little break to catch up/focus on your other classes for a while more, which he agreed on

You suggested this mainly to keep your feelings at bay, upset about how you let your heart overpower your mind

Though you two never spoke in the past, he did pay a lot of attention to you, remembering your past work, bringing you your favorite coffee drink when you two were working because he remembered what you had gotten the last time, and a lot more

But you knew that it was absolutely platonic, and that made you a little sad

Yet, you accepted it and carried on

You thought that Seungyoun would’ve actually accepted the break with the project, but he still asked you to meet with him one night at the cafe

And you wanted to say that you were busy, but you clearly would’ve been lying since you caught up on your homework for astronomy already

You expected to find him there with his MacBook open and headphones on, but instead, he was just at a table, surface bare, typing away on his phone

Your face must’ve shown your major confusion, because when he looked up, he asked if you were okay

Nodding, you sat down, unknowingly tapping your foot out of anxiousness

“Where’s your computer?” You asked him

“I left it in my dorm room. We were taking a break, right?” He asked, just as confused as you were

“Oh…I thought you asked me to meet you here to work on the project…” you answered

He paused for a moment, scratching the back of his neck before smiling at you

“I should have said it in the text, but I was just hungry and thought you would’ve wanted something here too. I doubt you ate today. Yohan mentioned you forget to eat sometimes”

And it was true, you did forget to eat dinner, but you wondered why Yohan talked about you to him

Then you realized that Seungyoun asked you here just on friendly terms, finally settling the internal dispute you had of “are we friends or just co-workers?”

So you both ordered, and he payed

And you talked about things other than music, like how you both met Yohan at the most inconvenient but perfect moments, the pets you’ve had, and the infamous “is water wet” question

The conversations lasted for a good hour before you realized that you two were the only ones left and that they’d close the cafe soon

Not wanting to be nuisances, you both left before they closed and just walked back to the dormitories

You didn’t have much else to say until he broke the silence one again

“I’m glad we got paired together. If we didn’t, I’d think you’d still hate me” he said with a sad laugh

You turned to him in shock, immediately saying

“I never hated you! I thought you hated me up until maybe two weeks ago?”

“Two weeks ago? Why?”

“You never reacted to my presentations”

“Neither did you!”

“You also never talked to me in any of the classes we had together”

“Yeah, because you never talked to me”

“Wow…we’re the worst at communicating, huh”

He just laughed at the situation

“I was too scared to react to your compositions. I felt like if I gave any comment or critique, then you’d ruin my life when I presented” he told you

“Are you kidding me? Do you really think that your songs weren’t good? I always dreaded presenting after you because I knew you’d have something amazing. Everyone in the class loved what you made, you know that?” You said, projecting your feelings towards him and his music into “everyone”.

He smiled bigger this time, thanking you quietly for saying so

“Well, knowing that you don’t actually never hated me makes me feel even better than knowing the rest of the class likes my work” he said

Now you were at a loss for words, smiling back at him to maybe fill in the silence with a happy gesture

Days pass by and you get texts here and there from Seugyoun that range from

“Do you think you can help me study for *insert subject here*?”

To

“I really think that giving the ducks on campus bread to eat isn’t good for them”

And you end up being with him a lot, even if it’s unintentional

It got to the point where Yohan made a group chat with the two of you and named it “traitors” since you often forget to ask him to hang out with you both

“Yohan, you’re in class right now”

“Okay, but I could’ve skipped to go and have lunch with you both”

Your relationship with Seungyoun grew really strong super fast, and you’ve somehow managed to keep down the feelings you were having for him before

You thought that being his friend was more that perfect at the moment

Even at the points where you were both stressed, he managed to boost both of your spirits that made you wonder why you were stressed in the first place

Until one incident happened

Once you two started working on the project again, everything had gone smoothly

He recorded his voice, and you edited it in with the background music.

You asked him to listen back on it, hoping he’d catch any editing mistakes you may have made

Seungyoun listened, nodding his head as he smiled at the distortions you added for a new effect.

“I really don’t have to fix anything. You did great, as always” he said, pausing the track to talk to you

Just as you were about to reply, the lights dimmed a bit in the studio.

And the systems shut down.

Seungyoun just stared at the dead screen, waiting for it to boot up, but you could tell that he was irritated

Once it fully turned back on, he immediately went to check on the file

Which wasn’t there

And so he stares blankly at the screen again, a million things going through his mind about what just happened

“I…don’t think the file saved, y/n, I’m sorry” he said sadly, clicking on different folders to see if it was maybe saved somewhere else

“What? No, it’s fine! I saved it on my drive before you put yours in, remember?” You told him as you pulled it out of your pocket

The look of relief on his face as he stood up and hugged made you laugh, glad that you thought ahead before a disaster hit

“God…why are you so great?” He asked, finally letting go of you

You just shrugged and smiled, going to put the drive back in to listen to the song again, but before you could, heard him say

“I could really kiss you right now”

And you try not to think about what he had said, but it’s obviously hard not to when the statement was as bold as it was

You just assumed that he was joking with you, because, well, he just does that sometimes

So you turned back answered with a laugh

“Yeah. The same to you”

And deep down inside, you meant that, no matter how hard you tried to ignore the scratching sensation of your true emotions dying to burst out of your heart

You thought that it would eventually go away, until you felt his hand resting on your cheek, and then his warm lips on yours

Now this was the time your own mind went blank, trying to process what was happening

And when you finally did, you didn’t waste a second to kiss back

When you broke apart, you tried evening out your breath to ask him

“If I didn’t say I wanted to kiss you too, what would you have done?”

“I would’ve asked if I could. And then you’d say yes, and I’d kiss you” he said with a serious look on his face before cracking out a laugh

And you pushed him slightly for that

“How would you have known I’d say yes?”

“I mean, when you tell people like Yohan a secret, it never stays a secret, you know?”

You just raise an eyebrow at him before realizing what he meant

“So you knew I had a crush on you this whole time? And never said or did anything about it?”

“I had to be sure! It was a while ago that he told me, I didn’t know if you were already with someone else”

“I think you would’ve know. We literally saw each other everywhere, remember?”

He just nodded and smiled

“Well. We could make up for that time now if you wanted to…date? Maybe?”

“Of course, Seungyoun”

“Woah, really?” He said, his smile a thousand times bigger now

“Yes! Did you think I’d say no?”

“I honestly didn’t think this far in” he told you, making you laugh this time

You thought for a moment before telling him

“Let’s not tell Yohan about this yet, unless you’re ready for him expecting us to thank him for ‘setting us up’”

“True. Even though he kinda did…”

“Yeah, but he’s still just getting over the fact that we became friends and forgot to invite him with us places”

“…Right. He can wait a bit”

[btssmutficslovingfan01]

King of Love (Oneshot)

Summary: Ironically enough, the well known “king of love,” (Kim Seokjin) a popular matchmaker during the 1970’s, has a non existent love life but then he gets sent into the future, where he meets the love of his life.

Promised I’d release this! Wait no longer, sry if it’s bad/cringe I’m still new to writing bxb.

Pairing: Jin x (Male) Reader

Genre: Time Travel, Non-idol au, Fluff, Smut, Slight Angst

Warnings: Sir kink, creampie, fingering, blowjob, anal, Dom! Seokjin, Sub! Reader

Words: 4k+

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“You’re a star, Seokjin. A real star.” The happy couple walks out, hand in hand.

“You’ve done it again, you made them happy,” His assistant walks into the office, his short blond hair neatly trimmed. “And me.” The young man beams at his boss, as he takes a seat in his swivel chair in the corner and spins around.

“I take it the ring is a good sign?” Jin smirks at the blushing blond.

“Yeah. Yoongi’s treating me real well.” He replies under his breath.

“Promise rings this early? Wow, you must really like each other.” Jin stamps his paper, and he pushes his glasses further up the bridge of his nose.

“We do. I know we can’t have this kind of relationship in public but it’s thanks to you that I was even able to tell him how I felt in the first place. You’re so cool, Jin.” His assistant’s praise makes his cheeks turn pink and his eyes form small half-moons as he looks in the direction of the blond.

“You’re even cooler for finding clients and promoting me through your dad’s company.” Jin’s compliment has the man in tears, crying from joy. His dimples are fully visible under the dim-lit room as he smiles wide enough for the United States to see his shiny white teeth.

“Seriously, thanks a lot, Jin hyung.” The man locks eyes with him, just as his boyfriend walks in through the door.

“Yoongi,” He smiles at the older man, as he walks in through the door. 

“Seokjin. I see that you’ve certainly taken your work to another level,” Yoongi kicks aside a file from a previous client aside. “Perhaps this is too much, why don’t you take a break and try finding someone for yourself?” Jin freezes at the comment. He’d definitely thought of dating way back before he even became a matchmaker, but nothing worked out for him. All of the men he approached just ran away claiming he was too “narcissistic” and “self absorbed.” He loves himself, but every single guy he meets says he’s too selfish. So what? He has a stable career, money, a house, and a snazzy new car. He doesn’t need to date to be happy. But he has to admit, seeing his friends in love and holding hands and stealing kisses is kinda cute. Just a little bit. But nothing Jin wanted for himself-he just wanted to see people in love with his efforts, of course. Whether it’s a man or woman, a man and another man, or two women, Jin tries to keep everything fair and equal within his office. That’s why he has such high ratings. He has even been scouted by tv show producers to film a reality show about him, but he wanted to keep his business low on the radar, since some of what he was doing was illegal. He helped people run away before, and start lives anew. He’s even helped a couple prisoners escape, but that was only because he knew they were innocent. Seokjin is a good man. And his friends wanted someone else to see that too. A special person to change his life for the better

“I appreciate your concern, Yoongi. But I simply don’t have any interest in dating right now. Look at this, all of this research! Not only am I matchmaker, but I am also documenting human behavior. This is a study, Yoongi. I’d like nothing more than to dedicate the rest of my life to research.” Yoongi gawks at his friend as he sits down and begins scanning the papers, taking up every single detail with his eyes and ignoring him in the process.

“Let’s go have dinner. It’s getting late.” The younger man looks down at his worried boyfriend as he grabs his arms.

“This isn’t good for him. The King of Love not having a partner? It’s a bad image, Joon, a bad one I’m telling you!” Namjoon interrupts him with an abrupt kiss. Yoongi blushes before being dragged away from the office, to a nearby restaurant. 

“He’s right, you know?” A deep voice resounds through the room.

“Taehyung? What are you doing here?” Jin looks at his younger brother as the man with wondrous grey eyes strolls into the office.

“I’m trying to convince you to get some pussy. Leave before it gets too dark. You know how there’s a curfew now.” His eyes darken as he takes a breath and grabs a folder from the desk.

“That can’t be the reason why you’re here.”

“You’re right. Give me some money,” Seokjin raises an eyebrow at his brother in disbelief. “Just kidding, I just wanted to see you again.” He smiles warmly and Jin sighs in relief. He almost panicked for a moment; almost.

“Aw, you’re so cute for coming to see my handsome face today, but I have to really work on this report, alright?” When Taehyung refuses to move, Jin stands up and starts pushing him, trying to get the younger male to leave the room. “I’ll...talk...to...you...when...I...get...home.” Jin gasps for air after he practically pushed his brother out, surprised by the brute force of the man. He was not aware of Taehyung’s raw power. He must’ve bulked up a lot more from the last time they saw each other.

He sits back down at his desk and begins writing.

“Love is not over until the two parties decide it is officially over. Even when broken up, a boyfriend may still possess some sort of control over his former girlfriend and they go through this phase of denial where neither of them want to admit that they are still in love while they are trying to move on.” He sighs before writing again. “The proper way to break off a relationship is by healing. People may use this time to talk to new people, explore their life as a single person, etc. However, it is never good to distance oneself fully. People are usually attracted to someone they see a lot, perhaps a coworker or classmate. But then they are less likely to be attracted to someone they don’t see very much. Distancing oneself from their ex-lover requires discipline, and harmony between the body and mind. They must be able to stand in the same room without feeling anything. Most issues arise in a breakup when two partners physically separate themselves for a period of time right after the breakup, but then when they see each other after that, the feelings come back. All of the moments and precious feelings arise and they both are back at square one. But then they must consider the reason for why they broke up. Was it worth it? Was it unhealthy? They need to know what’s best for them, individually, and grow from there.” Seokjin yawns as he finishes writing his 45 minute piece, setting his pen down and resting his head on the surface of his hard wooden desk. He closes his eyes briefly, seeing a flicker of light from the corner of his eye.

He sees it again, except this time it’s brighter, bluer, clearer. He stands up, inching towards the door that leads to the hallway. He opens it, finding a man standing directly outside of his room, one hand up, his palm facing Seokjin. Blue dust surrounds him, glittering magically and making Jin’s eyes widen in awe. He looks up and recognizes the face.

“Again, I’ll say it--you need a boyfriend.” Yoongi pushes his palm towards Jin, and Seokjin is thrusted against the wall, his head thudding against the wall as he sank deeper and deeper into the floor.

Seokjin awakens to find himself right outside of his office, except it’s a lot more different now. The hallway is cleaner, and there are more people. The first thing he notices is that the door no longer says “Kim Seokjin.” It says “Men’s Restroom.” What could Jin be doing in front of a bathroom? He remembers the weird flash of light outside of his office and then he woke up here. He shrugs and begins to walk towards the waiting room, where his next clients would be waiting. He doesn’t bother with changing or brushing his teeth; he is a very busy man.

“Mr. Ford, your appointment is scheduled for Saturday, the 14th.” He overhears a receptionist speaking. That’s strange, he didn’t recall hiring a woman on staff.

“Thank you, I will see you then, Linda.” Linda? He doesn’t know anyone with that name.

“Y/N?” He sees you look up at the sound of your own name, as you quickly pick up your book before running to the desk.

“You said they do therapy here, right? Like not massages, but with a chaise, and a person to talk to?” Jin listens in on the conversation, hiding behind a plant.

“Yes, uhhhh, let’s see, Dr. Harry is busy, and so is Patricia, let me see if-”

“I’ll take him!” Jin finds himself moving before even thinking. “Dr. Seokjin, I’m a local therapist working in...Kim Enterprises.” 

“Never heard of a Dr. Seokjin.” The receptionist simply blinks twice before nodding. “Okay, you can go.” She slightly winks at him before letting him walk you towards the direction of his old office.

“Um, do you work here?” You ask.

“Yes. I’m actually a matchmaker, but I also study human behavior.” He truthfully explains it to you.

“Thanks for agreeing to help me. I’ve just been stressed about life, you know?” Jin nods, as he guides you to a seemingly empty room, with a bed, a chair, and a setup of a typical Doctor’s office.

“Lie down here. You can tell me about your troubles. Everything is confidential and safe with me.” Jin reassures you. You simply give him a smile and follow his instructions.

“Let me see...so my day started out great but then my mom called me and told me about how she’s disappointed that she had a son like me and she wishes she had a daughter instead, and then my father stole some money from me last month, that was bad. And just a couple hours ago, I found out that my best friend died in a car accident.” Jin’s eyes widen as you pour out your feelings. He’s mostly surprised with the trust you have in him, as if you already know what kind of person he is and enough about him to tell him all of these private things.

“I’m sorry. On a scale of one to ten, one being the best and ten being the worst, how do you feel right now, emotionally?” Your eyes glistening with tears as you try not to cry.

“Ten thousand,” Jin wipes a couple of your tears before reaching into his pocket and handing you a handkerchief. “You have a custom handkerchief?” You ask him after realizing his initials were stitched into the fabric.

“Yep. I always carry it, it’s like my good luck charm.” He winks at you as you laugh, the direness of the moment wearing off as you speak to Jin. 

“I wish I had something like that. So, didn’t you say you were a matchmaker?” You try changing the subject, now focusing more on the incredibly handsome man in front of you.

“Yes, I am. I normally help clients get the person of their desires, confess, or sometimes, even mend struggling relationships.”

“That sounds like a bunch of jobs smushed together.” You tap your chin as you fall deep in thought.

“It’s the 70’s, so they have one person do all the doctor’s work.” Seokjin gives you another charming smile.

“Haha, you might be right about the doctor’s wor—wait did you say 70’s?” You ask, making sure you weren’t tripping on acid.

“Yes. Is there something wrong, Sir?” He asks, his tongue running along his plump lips.

“It’s 2019. Why are you referencing the 70’s out of nowhere?” Jin’s face turns as white as a sheet. He looks like a ghost. You watch as the poor man excuses himself to the restroom, and how he fails at trying to conceal his panic around you. It’s actually kind of adorable, in a way.

Meanwhile, Jin splashes water onto his face, trying to make sense of the situation. 2019. He said 2019. There’s no way that could be true unless--last night was not a dream. Yoongi actually did magic and cast a spell on him that made him come to the future. Jin was still unsure but the room he is standing in is proof enough, that he traveled in time. He now has to break it to you, tell you the reason he is actually here. You might run away like the others, but it’s his job to be honest with his clients. It may be one of the hardest things about being a matchmaker. His job is very much like a doctor’s, as he can’t promise good results 100% of the time, but he can make assumptions on the “diagnosis” and process reasons for failure. 

“You aren’t from around here, are you?” Your words astonish Jin, as he walks back into the room and closes the door behind him.

“What do you know?” You fold your arms and lean back into the wall, your feet a couple inches off the ground.

“I know you aren’t a doctor, and you used the term “matchmaker” which means broker in this day and age, but back in the 70’s it was basically a glorified therapist.” You smirk as Jin’s mouth opens wide and he gawks at you, eyes twitching.

“H-h-how…?” The only thing he could think of was: witchcraft. Except you whip out your phone and prove him wrong.

“I’m not stupid, you know. We have something called the internet, which allows us to search anything up.” Jin grabs your cell phone and presses the buttons, surprised that your screen was responding to his touch, and that he could do so much with just hovering his fingers above the keys.  

“A typewriter.” He gasps.

“A digital typewriter.” You gently take the phone out of his hands, laughing at his adorable demeanor as he recites the word “digital” like an incantation.

“Since you know what’s going on, I need to ask: when can I go back?” You look at him with confusion.

“What do you mean? I just figured you were cosplaying.” Your words astonish him, since he had never heard of the term.

“No! I am from 1972, and I work here, the King of Love? Ever heard of him? It’s me. I’m Kim Seokjin.” He tries to explain it but you simply wave him off.

“I don’t believe you’re from the 70’s.” You simply state, shutting him down completely.

“What can I do to make you believe me?” He asks.

“Vocab.” You snicker, knowing the man is sure to fail now.

“I have no idea what you’re trying to say. If anything, it looks like I’m the one who is in need of assistance.” His quality of speaking is very different from any other man’s voice you’ve heard, and it makes him sound sincere and more trustworthy.

“Look, bro, I needed a therapy sesh. Not some weird time travel shit. Now can we please--”

“That is not very appropriate, correct yourself.” His sudden command silences you, as you stare him down, a blush settling on your cheeks.

“Y-yes sir. I apologize for my use of profane language.” You feel strangely aroused, as Seokjin circles around you, making you feel slightly inferior to him.

“Good boy.” He smirks as your gaze falls down to his shoes, and you admire how neat it looks. Wow, it almost looks like an original pair. But you can’t get too distracted. “Maybe if you’re good for me, I’ll give you a reward?” You nod slightly as he scans your body, mentally undressing you with his eyes. He steps forward, and before you know it, his lips are on yours, pink, plush, velvety lips pressing against your skin. You’re burning up, and he’s doing this to you.

“Seokjin, please.” You whine as his fingers make their way down your jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding them down your bulge through your boxers.

“Please what?” He teases, repeating the gesture a couple times until you’re grinding against his hand, waiting for something to happen as you rutted against him lewdly.

“Please sir. Please make me cum with your fingers.” You mewl as he kisses you roughly, and his hands squeeze your ass lightly. “F-fuck.��� You gasp as he spanks you with aggression.

“Take it off your clothes. I want your entire outfit on the ground. Right now.” You find yourself mesmerized by his authority, as you quickly obey his command, and you strip for him as he scans you. He was truly the most beautiful man alive, at least in this time period. You wonder if there are other attractive men in his time period. But then again, the really attractive ones usually don’t come around very often. He may be one of the exceptions.

“Sir...your fingers!” You look up to see that his eyes are filled with lust, all the compassion and softness gone. All that’s left is a lustful version of him, with hunger. Hunger for sex.

“On the bed, on all fours, right now.” Your eyes widen as your body moves on its own and you lie sprawled out for Seokjin, as your therapist stretches out your asshole with his long fingers. You shudder from his warm touch, unusually comfortable as he takes care of you.

“You’re such a good little boy, with an ass like this, you’re surely bound for great things.” What’s that supposed to mean?

“Um, thanks…?” Your entire body clenches as Seokjin adds a finger, and you let out a painful whimper as Seokjin proceeds to thrust his fingers in at an irregular pace.

“No problem.” He licks the rim, puckered and red for him, and he tests it once again, pumping his fingers in once more.

“Ah, fuck!” You cry out in pain.

“Shhh, it’ll be over soon,” He reassures you, kissing your ass before turning you over for a long kiss. “Are you ready?” He hovers over you, and you gulp as his dick aligns with your hole. You press another kiss to his lips before nodding, and allowing Jin to slide into you by lifting your legs up high and making your hole visible to him.

“Nice and tight. You’re so warm, wow Y/N, I don’t think I can go back. After feeling this ass, there’s no one I’d rather be with.” You were confused at this point, as well as aroused, very aroused. You thought this was a one-time thing, but Jin sounds like he wants more. You don’t care, though, it was probably in the heat of the moment.

“AHHHHH!!!” You let out the most sinful moans as he thrusts into you, his skin slapping against yours, making you scream from pain and pleasure. Jin moans predominantly from the tightness of your ass, and how despite prepping you, your body was still reacting to him in ways that were unexpected. You love this, it’s too good.

“I’m gonna cum, and fill up your ass.” Jin says, the filthy language making your dick erect once more. You never were soft with him.

“Do it, cum in my ass and make me your bitch, sir.” You smirk, challenging Jin as he flips you over, and changes positions. You close your eyes as he begins pounding into you, your ass in pain but it’s so worth it when he cums.

“Y/N…” He groans, pulling out and releasing the rest of his load onto your back. Shortly after, you have your own climax, cumming uncontrollably after seeing Jin reach his high. He kisses you passionately, wiping a tear from your eye. One more time, he slips into you as you climb on top of him. He watches you with a smile as you bounce on his cock, his balls slapping your ass you went up and down. Your ass is basically numb at this point, from being spanked so much. And your dick is pointing straight up, as Jin rubs it between his hands, up and down like how you were moving. You start moving quickly, now the two of you moaning each other’s names like madmen. You slow down when he cums again, making sure the cum filled you up for good this time. This time he continues moving, making you scream out in pleasure, loud enough for all the people in the building to hear. No other man has ever been able to make you orgasm like he could, you know in your heart that Seokjin must be the one.

“Did that hurt?” He asks, all of the lust disappearing from his voice and being replaced with compassion.

“Just a little at first, but it was fun.” You moan as he kisses your back, his plump pink lips leaving a thin layer of saliva as he does.

“You’re very tight, you know? I could warm my dick in there for hours and it still wouldn’t be enough.” You blush at his romantic words. No man has ever been so soft with you, sure you liked it rough since you were a guy, but you also had a strong attraction to the more feminine side of men. That’s how you found out you were gay. You dated girls that looked more like men, and then eventually had your first experience with a guy. Sure, you weren’t focused on finding a relationship at the moment, but tender-hearted Seokjin is the perfect man in your eyes.

“Mmmm, I have to go back now. I see the light.” Jin moves away from you unexpectedly, making your skin go cold as you wrap your arms around yourself.

“N-now?”

“Yes, but just know that I think you’re pretty cool. Any guy would be lucky to have you. Take care of yourself, Y/N.”

“Okay Jin. When will you be back?” You ask, hoping for the perfect answer.

“Never.”

***

It had been about two weeks since Seokjin left the future, and work was as dull as ever. After his experience with you, he couldn’t stop thinking about the future. How you could’ve possibly been pregnant after he released his seed in you twice (Yes Male pregnancy is a huge problem in this world) Yoongi and Namjoon hated seeing him like this, Taehyung even tried cheering him up with pink cupcakes but the only thing he could think of was his princess.

“He’s miserable.” Namjoon sighs.

“I wish we could help him.” Taehyung frowns.

“Maybe we can…” Yoongi wiggles his fingers and lets out a giggle.

Ten minutes later, Seokjin hears a knock on the door.

“Come in.” Even the enthusiasm is gone from his voice.

“Did anyone call for a therapist?” The shock on Jin’s face when he sees you is laughable.

“Y/N!” He runs to you, pressing endless kisses to your face. “I missed you so much, my prince.”

“I missed you too, Jinnie.” Your nickname for him makes him smile. 

“It’s been too long.” He slowly moves down, kissing every inch of your body. He looks up at you for permission before removing your pants. He looks at your lace panties and pulls at the band. 

“Dirty boy.” He strips off your underwear and leaves you to stare at your own rising erection, making your cheeks flush and your pores open up to sweat.

“Ahhhh, Seokjin.” You close your eyes as the slurping noise resounds, bouncing off the walls and letting everyone in the building know how well Seokjin fucks you. He continues rubbing your cock between his hands as he takes you into his mouth.

“Cum in my throat, baby.” He demands. Your body shudders and you let out another moan as you have an orgasm. Jin licks you clean and then you lean in to kiss him.

“This time, I’ll be the one who stays.” You say, yanking his tie off.

[ocsandallthatjazz]

Hey... Jasper and Law for the ship meme

Oh, so we’re doing this nonsense, huh?

What was their first impression of each other?

Jasper wasn't impressed at first sight, he's seen plenty of pirate captains thinking they're hot stuff in his town. Since he makes his lie-detection abilities known early, Law is quick to see him as a potential asset for the crew and also thinks it could be fun to convert him to piracy.

What is their ship name?

Lawsper, katie was the first to use it lol

Describe their relationship dynamic.

They're both protective. And there's this domestic aura when they're interacting, it's not perfect and they're not trying to be, but there's a beautiful and natural messiness that is comfortable. 

What was their relationship like before they got together?

Jasper is a trustworthy confidante for Law, someone who can keep an eye on outsiders for the betterment of the crew. Through this role, they develop a tough love type of friendship.

How would they describe each other?

Jasper: "He has a bigger heart than he's willing to show and that's kinda beautiful. Oh, he's also an idiot who thinks he's a genius." Law: "He's a crutch for everybody on the crew. If he's in your corner, you know it's probably the right decision."

What do they love about each other?

Jasper: How cute it is when Law's passed out on Bepo. His exhausted rants about how crazy their allies (cough friends cough) are. Law always taking the time out of his day for one conversation with Jasper, no matter how short, even if he's avoiding people. Law: His steady, calming presence. How Jasper will be comfortable and hug him while also telling him to man up and get his shit together. Also thinks his sweet tooth is endearing.

What do they have in common?

Enjoying caffeine more than they probably should. They also are both the worrying type and get jealous.

What are some differences between them?

Law is more of an independent wanderer, while Jasper prefers to stick with the group and gets nervous about splitting off.

What made them realize they were in love?

Jasper once said "Captain and Ophelia can fool around all day for all I care" and he felt himself lying, like a punch to the face. For Law, it's less that there's a specific moment, but more that after being official for a little bit, everything adds up and starts to really believe that Jasper isn't going anywhere, so he lets the love in.

What are their love languages?

Jasper uses acts of service and affirming words, while Law uses quality time and physical touch to be loving towards him.

Do they get married? Who proposes and how?

They haven't given any indication of wanting marriage, but they're style reaches "we've been together so long, good luck separating us" levels.

What would happen if they never met?

Jasper wouldn't have found his excuse to leave Sabaody. Either Jasper would eventually save up to move to another island and another hospital, or he would've eventually snapped at the wrong person in his hometown and landed in serious trouble.

Who dies first? How does the other one react?

Probably Law, the "D." in him will only ever cause problems. Jasper would probably be stuck in a stage of anger for awhile, frustrated about the "what ifs." I don't know if he'd stay on the sea, he might go back to a normal job.

Are there any love rivals?

Ophelia is a thorn in Jasper's side and makes things very complicated.

Describe your favorite moment of that ship!

Oh, bold of you. Every moment is my favorite and my least favorite. I haven't even hit it in canon yet, but right now I'd say reuniting on Zou because Jasper hasn't seen Law in months by that point and he's so relieved to see his captain alive and okay, as beat up as he is. All he wants to do is sit Law down and drag every detail of the fight out of him and make sure he's alright.

What do other characters think about this relationship?

Bepo is glad that there's someone else who wants to take care of Law. Shachi and Penguin enjoy the upgrade from making fun of the pining to making fun of the couple. I don't have the privilege of Ophelia's mind but I hope she gets a kick out of it.

Describe or write a really fluffy scene!

This is all more concept-like, but! The submarine is surfaced, so Jasper is relaxing in the sun on the deck. Law shows up and they banter about everything and nothing for awhile. It's a lighthearted moment they haven't really had since Law got dumped. Jasper eventually whips out one of his lollipops and Law says "Stop doing that to yourself, those taste like cough syrup." Jasper laughs and says that they're delicious and Law is just a coward. Law is silent for a moment before he grabs the collar of Jasper's shirt, dips his head down, and kisses him. After he pulls back, he says maybe it isn't too bad, before leaning down again.

Describe or write a really angsty scene!

This is a mess rn but it's been planned in my head for a long time. After Ophelia leaves, Law confronts Jasper for not warning him. He yells about betrayal and "Why didn't you tell me about her? You lied to me. You." Law is a mess but Jasper is just tired, but looks like a weight was just taken off his shoulders. Jasper fights back, makes his case. Law would've snapped at him for prying outside of crew business. "She did love you back then, how do I ruin the chance my captain's happy?" Law says it would've made a difference. Jasper says he's lying, no one can know that. The back and forth continues a bit longer until eventually Law has his head in his hands, tugging at his hair. Jasper sits down and leans into him. And they both feel in the wrong, and they both feel in the right.

Talk about a headcanon you’ve never talked about before.

In Jasper's early months on the crew, Law drags him away to spend the whole day making a silent code just for the two of them, full of subtle posture changes and finger taps so Jasper can warn him if there's a liar. It slowly grows to include other motions just for their own nonsense on the ship, makes it easier for Jasper to throw him snark from the other side of the room.

What does a typical date look like for them?

Nothing fancy at all, very laid back. It's less that they have dates and more that they just are dating. Honestly, a lot of self-care like catching up on sleep together. Walk around and pick up coffee if they're stopped at an island.

What’s a really significant moment in their relationship?

Treating Luffy after the war was a big period of bonding for them because since these were the first weeks of Jasper joining the crew, the pair was working together for the first time. It included the first instance of Law silently looking towards Jasper to get a read on a conversation. It built their early trust.

Write your own question. [here's one that came with another ask: what AUs can you see them in?]

Is it too cliche to say hospital au? Give me the Scrubs level comedy, give me like the Grey's Anatomy drama.

OTP Ask Game 

[cynicaljapanophile]

Tell me all of your unpopular opinions for each of the Naruto rookie 12 bb I love me some unpopular tea

Send me a character and I’ll tell you an unpopular opinion about them because I’m bored

Naruto Uzumaki : 

I know it’s supposed to be part of his character but his entire hero complex was really annoying and it made me really dislike Naruto for a period of time. I get that he wanted to save his best friend and it was supposed to be a touching thing showing how much he cares for his friend, it’s just that to me it was really obnoxious and annoying at moments. 

He shouldn’t have become hokage. I am lowkey scared to say this because I remember when I tried to say this I had so many people get upset with me but honestly I think it would have been better if Naruto didn’t become hokage. The entire series Naruto always says that he basically wants to become hokage because he wants to be noticed and respected by the village and not to “protect” the village in a sense. His overall reasoning for wanting to become hokage is over rather selfish, and I don’t have a problem with that because it makes sense with the way that Naruto grew and the fact that Naruto was a kid when explained why he wanted to become hokage. Don’t get me wrong I don’t hate the fact that Naruto became Hokage after all the whole “working hard gets you to your dreams” is an overall great message it’s just that I would have liked it if at the end of the series Naruto realized that he never truly wanted to hokage and he just wanted to be respected and have a family because overall that’s really all Naruto wanted and that’s why he wanted to become hokage. 

Sakura Haruno : 

Her character wasn’t as bad as people make it out to be during part one. Yes, Sakura wasn’t the best of characters considering the fact that she made questionable comments(like making fun of Naruto for not having parents to Sasuke whose entire family was killed in an infamous massacre that she knows about) but I think a lot of her character made sense considering the fact that yes, she is a ninja but at the same time she is still a child and she isn’t going to be able to do things such as just accept it and move on if she sees someone in front of her die(when Sasuke “died” during the bridge builder arc or something I really don’t remember what it’s called), she will do childish things like have a surface level crush with Sasuke and judge people by their appearance like she did with Rock Lee and so on. 

Sakura was really good in Shippuden, up until the mission when she saw Sasuke again because after that her character reverted back to just saying Sasuke-Kun every 5 minutes which was a shame because I really liked her and she was really good during the beginning of Shippuden(Kazekage Rescue Mission arc in my opinion was where Sakura was at her best).

She never should have gotten with Sasuke. Her attraction with Sasuke was at first surface level because if I’m being honest she wouldn’t have ever gave him the time of day if he was attractive, and I don’t think that’s a bad thing because she was a child when she started to have a crush on him it’s just that I think her relationship with Sasuke was what really ruined her character. I think it would have been better if Sakura just moved on and realized she loved Sasuke as a friend and not as someone she loves romantically. I also am kinda eh on SS because I’m not sure what I think about them getting together considering the fact that Sakura tried to kill Sasuke, a failed attempt but still, and Sasuke attempted to kill her multiple times. I also still don’t understand how they got together and got close enough to have a kid considering the fact Sasuke was gone 95% of the time.

Sasuke Uchiha :

I liked Sasuke quite a bit in part one but I just think the way his character was delivered made him really bland and not interesting he really had potential to be a great character(in my opinion) but he just became an average, somewhat bland character.

Ino Yamanaka : 

I don’t have a lot of thoughts on Ino, considering the fact that we barely got her but she isn’t the most annoying character in Naruto and I think she is a rather likable character. 

She should have been way more than “Sakura’s Rival” because I think that Ino is a really interesting character and she is considered to be a talented kunoichi because she was at the top of her class at the academy and was considered by her father to have the potential to be the strongest member of the Yamanaka clan. I just wish her character didn’t revolve around Sakura.(I know her character isn’t solely Sakura’s character I’m just saying that’s what I felt it was)

Choji Akiminchi : 

Not a fan of his relationship with Karui, I mean I don’t hate it I just don’t understand it that much.

Extremely OOC in Boruto. Choji in Boruto is like a completely different character. I mean to be blunt he’s a deadbeat father and husband, barely paying attention to Karui and Chocho and his character was terrible. His character has been getting better ever since that episode where he shared his chips with Chocho but still. 

Shikamaru Nara : 

I don’t think I have anything to say about Shikamaru other than the fact that his character was at his best during the Akatsuki Suppression Mission arc. 

Neji Hyuga : 

I know that this isn’t an unpopular opinion, in fact it’s the complete opposite of an unpopular opinion Neji shouldn’t have died for NaruHina development. I think overall Neji’s death and every he said was good I just think the way he was killed off was ehh. 

He should have lived and become head of the Hyuga clan. Okay so I know this one is kind of strange(in a sense) I just think it would have said something about the change of the Hyuga clan making the main and branch family not be separated by having a member of the branch family becoming clan head. 

Rock Lee : 

I wish we learned more about him considering the fact that Lee is arguably one of the most popular characters in the fandom yet story wise we don’t know much about him, it would have been nice to see what Lee was outside of “wanting to become a great ninja without ninjutsu”. 

Tenten : 

Oh boy. Tenten is one of my favorite characters in Naruto even though I know she isn’t everybody’s favorite. Even if you don’t like her you have to admit that her character was just done dirty. She is a weapons specialist and considered to be a skilled kunoichi yet she’s won almost no fights whatsoever(from what i remember). The only fight she’s ever won was a fight against herself that she almost lost. She like most of the female characters in Naruto was not exactly the best written character in the series.

Shino Aburame : 

I feel as if his whole character was dropped by Kishimoto as soon as the chunin exams arc ended. Shino was kind of built up as a strong character and he was shown to be a strong character but then Shino just stopped being a thing and he was basically dropped which is extremely disappointing because like 85% of Naruto characters that were basically “dropped” by Kishimoto he had a lot of potential.

At least he got some really good development in filler(especially episode 236 of Shippuden)

Kiba Inuzuka : 

His character was just done dirty I mean was he ever developed at all in Naruto he was given screen time during the Chunin Exams arc only to be forgotten as soon as it ended. Also I’m still mad about Kiba being defeated by a fart of all things. 

His character was at its best during the Chunin Exams arc and some Tean 8 fillers. 

Hinata Hyuga : 

I wished we got a chance to see her and her relationship with Hiashi and see how they “rebuilt” it in a sense because I’ve talked about liking Hiashi(as a character) but saying that I don’t think Hiashi and Hinata’s relationship could be built up over a short period of time and I just wish that they were able to truly talk to each other and see Hiashi apologize to her for everything he did because despite his intentions he caused legitimate issues with his daughter and have it slowly build up to them having a relationship instead of them just being close in Shippuden with implications of them making up.

I wish she wasn’t just Naruto’s love interest I really like Hinata and all it’s just that her character and every single time her character is developed in a major way it’s because of Naruto and her feelings for him and while I don’t necessarily have a problem with that I wished her character didn’t just revolve around Naruto. 

I would have liked it if NaruHina didn’t become canon, don’t get me wrong I think NaruHina is cute and all and I still like I just think it would have been nice for Hinata to move on from her childhood crush and be more than Naruto’s love interest. 

[robxstar]

can u please compare dickkory's bond and chemistry in tt.,ttg, dcamu, live action and in the au comics. they're both in love in all adaptation,, but i feel like their relationshionship is kinda different in every universe. also wht do you think about titans. i personally think the writers just make them friends with benefitis which really sucks they didn't even give us their famous iconic first kiss and idkw

Wew lad.  That’s a bit of a tall order there.  I shall endeavor to do my best!

Full disclaimer: I have not actually watched Titans (I just kind of live vicariously through people’s gifsets and isolated clips), and I haven’t really kept up with Teen Titans Go! so my analysis may be a bit generalized and surface level with those two.  I apologize.

DC Comics: The OG source material!  Dick and Kory’s relationship was a long-running subplot in the classic New Teen Titans run by Wolfman/Perez.  Kory was emotionally open and vivacious at a time when Dick was having growing pains about his role as Robin and being kind of broody and closed off as a result.  He tried to deny his feelings for her (because of course having been raised by Batman he was an emotionally constipated inept doofus) but eventually wound up softening up and the two started dating and being a generally adorable and loving and supportive couple.  Kory is cited as a major positive influence on his character growth and despite their occasional disagreements and issues they always wound up gravitating back towards each other.

After their breakup (and I won’t go into all the sordid details because honestly that whole thing was A Mess), they still remained very amicable and sweet and supportive to each other.  (For the most part.  We don’t talk about Certain Runs.)  Modern runs have flirted with and teased them on occasion and when the two are being written competently they’re still a pretty good pair together, though unlikely to ever be as solid as their NTT days.

2003 animated Teen Titans: The version that started it all for me, lol.  I’ve written plenty of meta gushing about this particular version of these two (just check the masterlist or the meta tag) but I’ll sum up the basics here.  And that is that they’re basically an aged-down version of their comic selves, keeping the Brooding Boy Gentle Girl dynamic and Robin’s emotionally confused How Do I Do Girls?, but perhaps with a little more emphasis on Starfire’s fish out of water tendencies and of course toning down her openly sexual nature.  So they are best friends crushing on each other from the start, fumbling around their feelings for each other like awkward dorks, but full of mutual care and concern for the otherand a strong bond of trust between them.  And they were a pretty epic Battle Couple too.

Teen Titans Go!: In keeping with the show’s cynical, sometimes twisted sense of humor, Robin and Starfire’s relationship is basically a running gag of Robin being completely besotted with Starfire and constantly scheming to get sempai to notice him, often going to extreme and awkward lengths, with mixed to nonreciprocal results.  I have conflicted feelings.  On the one hand, Robin being hysterically 110% about being In Love with Starfire is really kind of cute and I felt positively spoiled by it in the beginning.  Genuinely heartwarming moments between them when the mutual care and concern I adore about them shone through were rather scant though, and the joke got old.  Really quickly.

Later episodes hinted at more mutual affections between the two but I haven’t kept up to see if anything’s stuck, so as far as I know they’re still doing the whole running gag song and dance of never letting Robin catch a break with her.

DC animated movieverse: Algafkhsg okay it’s really all just Judas Contract because the teasing hints we were getting in the Batfilms were pretty much all about how dang thirsty Dick and Kory were for each other but MOTHER OF X’HAL I LOVE THIS VERSION.

They were basically comic DickKory at their post-hookup level of comfort with each other, which means lots of open affection, being supportive and respectful of each other, and snuggling a lot.  With the particular line-up of younger Titans that made up their team they also had a very strong Team Mom and Team Dad dynamic.  It was great.  It was quintessential DickKory, almost a perfect blend of their comic and cartoon incarnations.  I love this version of them.

Titans: I feel like Titans is trying to blend the Team Mom/Team Dad dynamic of the DCAMU version with comic DickKory’s pre-hookup awkwardness and hangups on Dick’s end, only with even more Angst.  Good grief is the boy constipated in this one.  He is so emotionally closed off and bottling everything up and releasing it in unstable ways and having no growth and he is just a mess.  And I still have no idea what they’re doing with Kory’s characterization besides making her basically a cinnamon roll.  Which is of course very Kory. :)

They seem to be a bit prickly with each other at first, but there’s undeniably an attraction, and some of the classic Kory-trying-to-open-him-up-and-get-him-to-trust-people is definitely there, as is a bit of the mutual worry and concern for each other.  He basically spends most of the time making heart eyes at her.  They just kind of seem like they’re falling into a lowkey comfort and intimacy level with each other.  I am kind of waiting for Dick to get over himself and relax into the playful dork he became as Nightwing with her.  But I think it’s still pretty undeniable that they care about each other already.

*wipes forehead*  How’d I do anon?

[askthebemorechillcrew]

Jeremy Smut X Reader

Jeremy Smut:

It was a Saturday night. Me and my boyfriend Jeremy were having our own little date night at his house. It was simple: Movie marathon, different types of snacks, and lots and cuddling. We were on our fifth movie, and third bag of barbecue chips. I was sipping my diet pepsi directly from the bottle, when I shifted my place on the couch, and accidentally spilled some on my boyfriend’s striped shirt.

“Ah!” He squealed a bit, as I gasped. I hurriedly took off his blue blazer, and panicked.  

“I’m so sorry, Jer! Are you fine?” I asked him, as he just smiled and nodded.

“I’m fine, (Y/N). It was just pepsi. Not poison,” He chuckled and got up. “I’m gonna put on a new shirt,” He was about to leave the living room, when I grabbed his arm. I put on my sexy smirk that he loved so much and layed on the couch, my legs bent, under my torso.

“You know...you can just...not wear a shirt and we can get into something more than the movie,” I giggled, seductively as he chuckled. He kissed my hand and rested in on my lap.

“As fun as that sounds, I really should change,” Before I could utter another word, he left to his room. I frowned, keeping my eyes on the TV screen. Now that I think of it, Jeremy wasn’t really craving as much sex as I was. What was up with him?usually he would love to bang me on any surface he could find. And he couldn't resist my sexy smile and cute pose. I frowned to myself, as Jeremy came back to the living room with a fresh shirt on.

“I'm back,” he sat down next to me again, and draped his arm on my shoulder. He was wearing a new blazer too. It was like….75 degrees in his house. Why was he still wearing a jacket?

“Great…” my voice trailed off, as he frowned at me and tilted my chin with his fingers. My eyes met with his blue ones, as he kissed me before asking me what was wrong.

“Is everything okay, babe?” His voice was concerned. He could usual tell if I was having an off day. That's what made him such an amazing boyfriend. But, every good boyfriend did have his flaws. Even Jeremy. I sighed to myself, but forced a smile.

“I'm fine, Jer. Promise,” I hoped my cheeky grin was enough to fool him. His eyes were sad, knowing I was hiding something. But he gave me a goofy smile of his own and kissed my cheek.

“Alright, babe,” he and I continued to watch our movies, and take greedy handfuls of chips and sweets. We eventually got tired and fell asleep on his couch after three hours. I snuggled in his chest, but he was slowly pulling away from me. I frowned in my sleep, as I tired to snuggle closer into him. No matter how hard I tried to get closer to his body, he just kept moving away, keeping me at arms distance. Was he trying to avoid me? What was wrong?

(Time Skip: School)

“I'll text you the notes,” I told my best friend, Christine, as I slammed my locker. She needed my notes for her biology test next period, and knowing her best friend was a master at AP bio, she BEGGED me for my notes.

“Thanks so much, (Y/N)! You're an angel!” She hugged me. I rolled my eyes and giggled.

“Yeah, yeah. Save the hugging for your Jakey,” I smirked as she blushed and tucked her hair behind her ear. I loved teasing her about her boyfriend as much as she teased me about Jeremy. She chuckled and placed her hands on her hips, in a teasing way.

“Oh yeah, what about you and Jeremy?” She giggled, as my face turned beet red. But not in the way that she intended. I really needed to talk about the way Jeremy hasn’t really been wanting sex, but I didn’t want to push him. Christine was my best friend, and I could tell her anything. I took a deep breath, and scratched my arm.

“Actually….” My voice trailed off, as Christine furrowed her brow.

“What happened, (Y/N)?” She asked me, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Well...yesterday, we had a movie night. And...I tried to be all ‘cute’ and ‘tempting’ for him,” I tried to explain best I can, without sounding like a slut. Christine giggled and continued to listen.

“But...it didn’t work. Usually with Jer, I don’t even have to try to get his attention. He loves when we cuddle really close and get all touchy. But...he’s been kinda physically distant lately. I didn’t do anything wrong, but if I did, I don’t wanna push him,” I explained. Christine’s frown got bigger, as she thought to herself, for a moment.

“(Y/N), you have to talk to him. Communication is key in a healthy relationship” Christine’s advice burned into my brain. That was a cliche to tell your best friend to just talk with her boyfriend. But she was right. Communication was key. I nodded and thanked her. After we went our separate ways, I saw Jeremy talking to Michael outside their American History class.  

“Jer! Michael!” I ran up to them. They both smiled and waved for me to join them.

“(Y/N), how’s it going?’ Michael grinned, as I stood next to Jeremy. He stepped back a bit, giving me some space. I made another tally in my head, as Jeremy didn’t want to get close to me again. I forced a smile to Michael and replied “Everything is cool”.

“Sorry guys, I’m gonna be late for class,” Jeremy adjusted his backpack on his shoulders. Michael checked his phone and cocked his brow.

“But we have--” Before he could finish his sentence, Jeremy bolted to the other side of the hall. I sighed, as Michael patted my shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay,” He assured me, seeing through my bad mood. I looked at my other best friend. I just let out another sigh and twirled a piece of my hair.

“Is Jer alright? He’s been acting weird yesterday at his house,” I asked Michael. He scratched his pacman tattoo on his forearm.

“Actually….Jeremy’s kinda….self conscious at the moment,” He explained. I cocked my brow and crossed my arms.

“What do you mean, ‘self conscious’?” I asked him.  

“Well...ever since he started to hang out with Rich and Jake...he’s been comparing himself to them. They both have really good bodies. Jake is a jock, and Rich may be a short midget,” He giggled at his hilarious comment about him. “He does have good muscles. Jeremy hates his tall, skinny appearance. It makes him feel like he doesn’t deserve you,” He explained, twirling the wire on his headphones.

“But...Jeremy has an amazing body. I don’t care that he doesn’t have muscles. He beautiful,” I replied, as Michael just shrugged.

“That’s not what Jer thinks. He’s in love with your body, (Y/N),” He wiggled his eyebrows at me, as I just blushed. “His words, not mine!” He chuckled, as my own escaped my lips.

“I mean...that’s...kinda cute he thinks he thinks that way,” I chuckled even more. “But it breaks my heart that Jeremy hates his body. And that he thinks I don’t deserve me,” My grin quickly turned into a scowl. How dare my amazing boyfriend think like that? He’s perfect, just the way he is.

“Both of you are perfect for each other, (Y/N). I was the only person he told this to. He wanted to tell you this, but he was too embarrassed,” Michael explained further, as my heart just broke even more. How could I be so stupid? Jeremy was a walking ball of anxiety, ready to be set on fire. Of course he had insecurities. My scowl was replaced by a look of guilt. Michael patted my shoulder and smiled.

“Hey, it’s not your fault, (Y/N). Talk to him. Jeremy will understand,” I beamed with happiness at Michael, the same way I did with Christine.

“Thanks Michael. I’ll definitely talk to him. Like, pronto,” I thanked him one last time, and practically ran to my next class.

(Another Time Skip: Jeremy’s house)

I was hanging out at Jeremy’s house again. My parents were overseas, my older brother was in college for another three years, so it was kinda lonely for me. Mr. Heere also loved to have me over, so he didn’t mind that much. Me and Jeremy was in his room, playing “Apocalypse of the Damned,” He almost beat me on every level. I smiled at him, seeing his eyes glued to the TV screen. I giggled, as he looked at me and cocked a brow.

“What’s up, babe?” He smirked, as I just laughed even more.

“You’re just really cute. That’s all,” I stated. He let out a giggle of his own, and blushed a bit.

“Thanks. You’re super cute, too. Too cute, if that’s possible….” His blush deepened, as he returned to the game. I scowled, and placed my hand on his thigh.

“Jer, Michael told me what happened. There is no need to be self conscious, babe. You’re perfect, just the way you are,” I came right out of the blue. I knew I shouldn’t have dumped that all on him, all of a sudden, but I just exploded. He was way too distant for my Jeremy.

Jeremy was still blushing, but for the wrong reason. He was a stuttering mess, as he looked down and ran his hand through his wavy locks.

“I...I….uh...He….he did?!” He asked me. I nodded and stroked his thigh. Instead of lightly smacking my hand away, like the past few days, he groaned a bit.

“You...you think I’m fine?” He asked me again. I smirked and kissed his lips. The kiss was gentle and soft. I didn’t want to scare him too much. Jeremy was usually a switcher. Sometimes, he would take over, and become a dominant. Other time, he would let me take charge. Today didn’t seem like that day. As I pulled back from the kiss, he grabbed my arm, and pulled me into his lap. My eyes widen at the sudden action. I tried to get off, but he placed his hands firmly on my waist, making sure I was securely on his lap.

“Where do you think you’re going, babe?” He asked me, hit hot breath hitting my neck. I shivered at his voice. He kissed my neck softly, gradually getting more rough. He sucked, bit, and licked all my sensitive spots, making me moan his name like crazy.

“Jer-Jeremy!” I screeched, hoping his dad wouldn’t hear us. I felt him smile against my skin, as he left more hickeys.

“I didn’t hear your answer, sweetheart,” He moved down to my collarbone, biting down. I saw a glimpse of the purple bruises, as my eyes teared up.

“I...the video game?” I managed to peep out. He shook his head, and reluctantly detached his lips from my collarbone, facing me. He still had a fuckboy smirk on his face.

“Sweetheart...you said my body was fine just the way it is. We can’t let that go to waste, can we?” He chuckled, and laid me down on his floor. He grabbed my wrist and pinned them above my head. He eyes were still wide as I was slightly taken back by Jeremy’s sudden dominance. Usually he would ask me for permission first. But this...this wasn’t my anxious boyfriend. He was a totally dominant Jeremy Heere.

And I loved it.

Jeremy yanked me back to our classic missionary pose, every time I squirmed. He showed no mercy, as he brutally left 50 hickies per inch on my neck and clavicle. I groaned and screamed his name. I didn’t even notice that all my clothes were taken off, saved for my black panties and matching bra. I blushed in embarrassment, trying to cover my bare body. But Jeremy quickly resumed to hold my hands tightly. He had a death grip, as his lips traveled to my panties and pulled them down with his teeth.

I repeat: HE FUCKING PULLED DOWN MY UNDIES WITH HIS TEETH!

Now that was hot.

He removed on hand from his wrists, but still held both of them with his other hand. He took his free hand and shoved a finger in my clit. I gasped and pulled my head back, my (H/L), (H/C) hair digging into his blue carpet floor. Yeah...that's gonna leave an imprint. He smirked, still fully clothed, as I only had my bra on. I felt a cold breeze come from his AC and hit my body. I shivered, as I whined.

“Jer--” He stopped my right there, by adding another finger inside me.

“That’s not my name, babe,” His smirk became more sexy as I moaned louder, trying to clear my mind and think of something.

“Uhh...daddy?” I asked him, as he thrusted his fingers deeper inside of me. I groaned and arched my back, giving him more access.

“What is it, sweetheart?” He asked me, curling his two fingers. My moans became more and more close, as his fingers curled against my vagina. I tried my best to say something. Anything!

“I...uhh...OHHH!” Was all the came from my mouth, as Jeremy dipped three fingers in total in me.

Jeremy! It’s not fair you have clothes on and I don’t!

I wanted to say that. But I felt a pressure build up in my abdomen. I was already cumming?! Since I couldn’t think straight to even say anything, Jeremy just shrugged and continued to pump into my pussy. His teeth unclipped my bra, leaving me 100% naked. His mouth made its way to my breasts and bit my nipple. I moaned louder, as milk secreted from my breasts. He sucked it off, only making more come out. He sucked harder and harder, as he pulled his fingers out, licking off my cum. I whined at the empty feeling inside, as he rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead.

“Don’t be greedy, sweetheart. You’ll feel good soon,” He smiled sweetly and seductively at the same time. He pulled down his jeans and boxers, making his thick dick spring out. I admired his full length, as he pulled on my hair lightly, but strong enough to make me look at him.

“Wanna suck me off, sweetheart?” He asked me for permission. I nodded, as he kept his smile and lowered his dick into my mouth.

“I’m out of lube, babe. The only lube will be your saliva. Start sucking,” He commanded. I did as I was told and sucked on his length, swirling my tongue around his tip. He moaned, as he jerked his head back. I sucked harder, making him groan my name. He was getting his fair share of moans, as he practically screaming my name like a prayer. A half second later, I bit down on his tip. That’s when he pulled his cock back out, now glazed with my saliva. He aligned it with my entrance. He looked at me, for permission as I nodded. Not being told twice, he entered me. We both were moaning and groaning each other names, as Jeremy’s thrust got more rough. After an hour, his thrusts got more sloppy, but was still cumming. His fluids filled me up as mine did the same to him. I was seeing stars, as he pulled his cock out. He laid on the floor with me, holding my close to his chest. I was panting heavily, as I curled up, listening to his heartbeat to calm me down.

“Was I too rough, sweetheart?” I heard him ask me, stroking my hair. I nodded and wrapped my arms around him. He pecked my forehead and rested his chin on my head.

“I’m sorry. I love you too much, I can’t control myself,” He grinned cheesily this time. I giggled as I passed out in his arms.

“So….my body still hot to you?” He asked me, one more time. I just nodded and looked at him, before falling asleep.

“Oh babe….you don’t even know,” I giggled as we both finally closed our eyes, getting some shut eye. 

Tagging my inspiration (Hope you don’t mind XD): @i-just-love-writing-crap