#also lmao 'Please don't say that name in front of me ever again'

[mayasaura]

Man it is a bold choice for the second game to just pepper in little asides that oh yeah btw Edgeworth's fucking dead. Yeah no he died off screen between games. No, you don't get to know how. Phoenix is too fucked up about it to tell you anything

[latenightdaydreams]

Can you write about Viking!Konig who's the leader of his clan. One time he raids a random village and meets fem!reader, who's beautiful with her hazel eyes and round breasts. Then he takes her as his wife!!!!! Ahhhhh I'm crazy about this. I'm sorry for asking too much 😭😭😭 BTW thank you for accepting my previous request ❤❤❤ love ya so muchhhhh

König is 100000% a boobie man and I will die on that hill😮‍💨 lmao, I LOVE this!!!! Don't ever feel bad for requesting. I'm having a bit of a writers block and this story helped me find my flow again🩷. I hope you're well and taking care of yourself🥰🥰

Viking!König x Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, violence, naughty thoughts

1.0k word count

Part 2 Part 3

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You wake up from your slumber hearing the screams from your neighbors in the small village you live in. You rush past your family who is now also scrambling to their feet, your husband rushing to gather himself as your children panic. You open your door slightly to see rooftops on fire and dead bodies lying in the roads.

Quickly, you close the door and turn to your husband with wide eyes, “Callum, it’s Vikings…” Your voice shakes with fear. You’ve heard stories from other villages about their attacks, leaving nothing but death and sorrow in their paths.

“We have to run, grab the children!” Callum whispers loudly as you stand there feeling overwhelmed with emotions. Everyone always assumed this village would be safe, untouchable, but this proved them all wrong.

Rushing to your children, you quickly squat down, “We are going to have to run, as fast as you can, okay?”

The children nod their heads crying, your oldest trying to be brave for you. Just then you all jump as the door is flung open. Screaming, you turn to see three big men and an equally large woman enter your home. An even bigger man, ducks to enter your home. Your eyes go wide seeing him, you’ve heard of the giant Viking man, but you assumed he was more of a myth to instill fear in people.

Using your body to shield your children as you step in front of them, you look to your husband. Callum seems to be frozen in fear, unable to even breathe. There’s a moment where no one moves and it’s quiet other than the sounds of your children crying.

The large man has a mask covering his face, his pale blue eyes are the only part of his face that is visible in the low light in the home. He has an aura about him that could strike fear in any warrior’s heart.

“P-please leave us, we don’t have much.” You speak up, your voice trembling.

The leader turns to two of the other Vikings and speaks to them in a language that you’ve never heard before. They nod and move to my husband, restraining him. He screams and the woman hits him, making you fear for your lives more. You look up wide eyed as the tall man begins to approach you.

König sees the family before him, a man frozen in fear, three children cowering behind their mother, and then their mother… you. A small but brave woman, brave enough to speak up when her husband couldn’t. It makes him impressed, wondering what type of woman could be so bold.

König approaches you with a hungry look in his eyes. His gaze drops down to the way the thin fabric of your nightgown clings to your body. Your breasts are massive and perfectly round, nipples hard and poking through the fabric. König has always loved a woman with large breasts and a little extra. Your breasts looking so perfectly full, his mind begins to wonder if you are still feeding your youngest. Your body is simply perfect for him.

“Name?” König asks in a low voice.

“Leave her alone!” Your husband shouts, trying to protect you. He gets hit by one of the people restraining him.

“I- I’m y/n.” You respond trying to be brave.

The closer he got the more his true size became obvious. The smell of his clothes-stained copper from the blood and his natural musk filled your nostrils. You feel small as he towers over you. His eyes are still wandering your body.

“I’m König.” He says finally.

He feels himself getting lost in your eyes as he takes in the beautiful color. You gaze up at him with the most stunning sage green eyes speckled with golden brown. The most beautiful hazel eyes he has ever seen. Gently he raises a hand to your face and caresses it, leaving a streak of blood behind. Your skin is so soft to his large and rough hand. He can only imagine the rest of you is this soft.

“Is this your husband?” He points to Callum.

“Yes, and these are our children. Please, we are simply farmers. We don’t have much.”

“Hm, I see.” König takes a deep breath and looks down at your breasts again. “Are you still feeding the youngest?”

“Y-yes…” You answer hesitantly wondering what type of question is that.

That is exactly what he wanted to hear. You are not only bold, daring, and beautiful; but also soft, desirable, and can create children for him. This is what he’s been looking for, and he finds you here. Wasting your milk on a weak man’s offspring.

“Perfect, you’ll be coming with me.”

Your jaw drops stunned as you look up at him shaking your head no, “I- I can’t leave my family. My husband-”

“That man? He’s not worthy of you. You deserve more, and I intend on giving it to you. Now please Liebling, don’t fight.”

König steps to you and grabs your arm to pull you away from your children. Your husband begins to yell at König, saying that he can’t do this. He can’t just take you. Your children stand confused, not understanding the whole situation completely while the youngest cries.

“Please, don’t.” You whimper, looking back at your family as he drags you away.

“You’ll be happy with me. You aren’t a farmer's wife, you’re a queen. My queen. Now come.” König scoops you up into his arms bridal style, his fingers digging into the supple flesh of your thighs as he carries you away from your small home.

“Don’t worry, my people will let your family live.” König whispers to you as he walks. His eyes are drifting down your body. He feels the anticipation rising as he begins to walk you back to his clan’s ship on the coast near your village. He wants you in his home, in his bed, undressed where he can enjoy you and gaze into your eyes as he makes you cum. Soon.

Part 2, Part 3

[sufferu]

~ You Know!!! For your ficlet idea for Julius sitting on Subaru and forcing him to concede and cry and say he's not a knight. This could be a pretty interesting alternate route for you to use your OTHER idea of:

“Subaru begging for mercy before Julius was satisfied with the duel and therefore he plans to force him to work ask as a servant for the next three years.”

Like it would be so villainous and insane and the worst part would be that the Emilia and her camp agree with it!

Emilia BTZ I: Your a disgrace Subaru. Did you really think someone as pathetic as you could ever be MY knight! Ha! Get real! And on top of that you have the nerve to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom! Enjoy being Julius's slave. Have a nice life.

Emilia BTZ II: I didn't mean any of that, but at the same time I don't want you to get hurt. Please for your sake stay with Julius and the Anastasia camp. They will protect you better then I ever could.

Julius BTZ I: What a low beast. How revolting. It seems like I'll have to show you your proper place in this world DOG! You can be my practice dummy and while your at it why don't you shine my shows like a good little servant...

Julius BTZ II: I know I was a little mean to Subaru, but now that he can't be a knight and is in my care, I'll make sure to watch over him with my life! This could actually be pretty fun! I'll spare with him, let him play with my spirits and show him how to properly use his gates. And maybe tease my 'little servant' from time to time. Heh.

Anastasia BTZ I: (Laughs in Ojou-sama) Guess Julius-kun found himself a little pet. How adorable. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I train you to be a good little mutt ohohohho ~

Anastasia BTZ II: Subaru has suffered more then any person should. This cannot stand. Since Julius and I managed to take him from Emilia, I'll make sure to TEACH him to behave himself like a functioning member of society. It won't be easy and I'll have to be hard on him every now and again But one way or another he'll learn not to run headfirst into danger or taunt a Sin Archbishop or pet dangerous rabbits. Natsuki Subaru will be SAFE!

Subaru: Proceeds to SUFFER and have a terrible time 100x more then he ever did in canon or main BTZ. lmao

Like we'd just be just speed running this thing. This man ain't lasting three years lol.

I like the way you think! :D

One small correction: in this version of events, Anastasia wouldn’t be able to rely on the “Subaru now owes Julius a debt” story because Subaru only surrendered after like a full half-hour of Julius loudly ordering him to just give up already, for fuck’s sake. INSTEAD, she’s got the much more convincing argument of “Lady Crusch is literally planning to go fight the White Whale in five days, and also my knight just managed to subdue Subaru while also diffusing all the lethal tension aimed his way, all in an — albeit humiliating — but fully nonviolent fashion. Let us take him in instead.” And then Subaru ends up as Julius’ servant because Julius knows Subaru a lot better than anyone else in the Anastasia Camp, and also making him someone’s subordinate is a very convenient way to keep him under control.

I think I’d also like to add another layer to Anastasia’s whole deal, speaking of. Namely:

BTZ I Anastasia: Oh, look, you broke that very expensive vase. I guess that means I’m adding more time to your sentence. You’re never going to make up for all the damage you’re causing all of us, you useless piece of junk.

BTZ II Anastasia: Subaru, you don’t have to worry about your security in our camp, we’ve already made up our minds about keeping you with us until the Witch Cult has been taken care of. The whole “payment” thing is genuinely just a convenient excuse so that nobody asks any questions. You accidentally breaking that vase — or anything else you manage to mess up — none of that is going to result in us throwing you out on the street. It’s alright, calm down.

Also, in addition to your notes on Emilia, Julius, and Anastasia, consider:

BTZ I Ricardo: Why did Julius drag this useless stray into our camp? I am not at all happy with this worthless newcomer. You better stay out of our way and just — hole up where nobody can see you, or I’ll beat you bloody.

BTZ II Ricardo: As a fellow father, I am going to do everything within my power to do right by Subaru’s dad and keep Subaru safely out of harm’s way. If I have to make him a little afraid of me in order to get him to listen to good sense, then so be it.

BTZ I Pearlbatons: We’re a bunch of children and we’re still more competent than Subaru is, isn’t that funny? Also, we enjoy torturing him when nobody is looking for basically no reason, and he can’t tell anyone because nobody would believe HIM over US~

BTZ II Pearlbatons: Subaru is here!! Lady Anastasia managed to convince the other camps to let him stay with us! We’ve got to be at our absolute best to make sure nobody takes him away. Also, it’s really fun to play pranks on him, he’s always so noisy—

BTZ I Royal Knights: We all remember that duel between Julius and Subaru as one of the most laughably pathetic things we’ve ever seen in our lives. It’s become a running joke that we keep referencing and now it’s spread as an idiom throughout half the kingdom. Subaru is never going to live that humiliation down.

BTZ II Royal Knights: That fucker lasted a full half-hour. Subaru went up in a duel against Julius that was so one-sided that he literally ended up being sat on at the very start of it and he lasted a full half-hour. I would have just thrown in the towel after five minutes. Now every time we’re talking about someone with an absurd amount of determination in the face of odds entirely stacked against them, we pretty much have to reference that whole event. He might not be a knight but I kind of HAVE to respect Subaru after that display. …And also worry slightly, because if he displayed that level of tenacity against a witch cultist instead of just turning tail and running he’d be turned into paste pretty quickly.

Also — and this is the really funny part — this version of BTZ would end up being WAAAY better for Subaru in the long term lmao. Becuase you’re absolutely right: he’s not making it through three full years without cracking, not THIS time. It’s just too much, too fast, with too few carrots to push him to keep up the act. And that means everyone else would figure out that he’s miserable a LOT sooner. Like — I’m gonna say this whole thing lasts two months.

(And the breaking point would look significantly different than canon!BTZ, but I can’t spoil that too much…)

[bearlythere]

will not shut up about how bluey's 30 min episode gave us so much more lore and references to the real world

the writes really made so much literal and euphemistic use of the word "sign" in this episode

in chronological order! and spoilers below!!

do let me know if I missed anything out!

FRISKY AND RAD'S WEDDING!!!! in the iconic heeler house!!

bandit's bully bucky dunstan being the real estate agent selling his house

English sheepdog buying the bluey house (emigration - would be nicer if they got english voice actors to voice them though)

the bluey house was actually for sale on an Australian real estate website! and as per the time of writing this post, it's been "withdrawn from sale" - the bluey digital marketing team AMAZES ME.

I wonder which city bandit got a new job in - don't know if they'll explore that in future seasons

bluey's friend the brown dog (I'm sorry I don't know his name) having 2 mums!

winton talking about his divorced parents and the terriers' saying their mom likes winton's dad!!!

jack and his army interest! him and rusty playing army!!

the sitting in a tree, kissing thing that kids do

Jeremy the gnome

bobo being the car's name

frisky's licence plate being fr15k

the first time kids sit in the front seat of the car

police officers pulling people on the road over LMAO

rad's profile picture being him goofing around with his 2 brothers

how realistic it is trying not to lose someone you're following on the road

the butterfly from slide!! 🦋 it has a name! flappy!

everyone being afraid of the butterfly except bingo because we know she loves insects!

chilli reminiscing how she and frisky used to go to the lookout to "think" when we all knew she meant drink LOL

frisky's 3rd friend appears!

BRANDY IS PREGNANT???

the canon in d rendition as bgm

the busker being the priest??

also they got mort and maynard to come attend the wedding too!!

frisky's father is a typical surfer dude lmao

we see trixie standing amongst the girls during the bouquet toss. and then we see stripe come in to intercept the toss. does this mean that stripe and trixie are not married yet and have just been cohabitating? stripe grabs the bouquet and celebrates, but we see trixie face palm... what does this mean??

love the photo montage and the huge family photo, how it shows that you can't get everybody to be ready for the photo

AFTERPARTY

GRANDPA BOB WENT TO INDIA TO FIND HIMSELF 😭 man needed spiritual rediscovery

the busker is the music dj too!!

uh oh... stripe and trixie are fighting... perhaps it was about the bouquet toss? and we see socks playing with the cake toppers - possibly mimicking her parents actions

awww Radley quit his job so that frisky could stay in a city she loved ❤️

they brought back the music from dance mode!

NANA AND BOB FLOSSING!!!

chattermax randomly appearing 😭

bingo getting stuck in the railing again

bingo being sad because she has to move and lila won't be able to follow. which is also the moment I realised they won't be moving in the end, because of the montage at the end of daddy drop-off episode where bingo and lila grow up together and be friends "forever and ever and ever"!

the 2 English sheepdogs pushing their fluff away from their eyes to see haha

THEM SEEING WINTON'S DAD'S HOUSE WITH A POOL WHICH IS FOR SALE BECAUSE THEYRE MOVING IN WITH THE TERRIERS AND THEIR MOTHER!! THEY ALL FIT IN ONE CAR!!!

seeing the iconic bluey house empty, with spots where furniture used to be somehow makes me feel a little empty and nostalgic

the montage of them saying goodbye to their old neighbours, bandit having one last chat with pat, the girls and chilli saying goodbye to judo and her mum

Judo still has short hair!

chilli reminiscing the kitchen because bluey took her first steps there

WHO SANG THAT SONG IN THE END PLEASE RELEASE IT LUDO STUDIOS

THE SHEEPDOGS WENT BACK ON THEIR DECISION TO BUY BLUEYS HOUSE TO BUY WINTON'S DAD HOUSE

you can tell how much chilli didn't want to move as she was the first one out of the car running over to hug him when she realised bandit didn't want to sell the house anymore. and the shoulder shakes shows that she was fully sobbing too

iconic kiwi rug! loved the simplicity of the last scene, where even if there's nothing around you, as long as you're together with the people you love, eating the simplest meal, enjoying the moment, that's family.

[not-normal-about-shigaraki]

My Hero Academia Ultra Impact - Shigaraki Tomura Voice Collection (ENG Translation)

I decided to go insane so here's a recording of his voice lines in MHAUI + my translations~! ❤️

Warning - I know very little japanese, so it's mostly me spending way too much time in translation software lmaoo. So, please correct me or feel free to add some context here!!

Receiving Gift - I will leave you to it./I'm gonna mark it as token of love (?? Off to a bad start here. I keep hearing "love" here. Is this projection?? Lmao. It amounts to something like the second one, but my translator apps also keep hearing "I'm gonna leave love behind"... Which is also interesting in a way but uh... *Confusion*)

Home Screen 1 - Aah, I hate it… I'm gonna destroy everything that annoys me.

Home Screen 2 - Maa, let's do our best together, okay?

Home Screen (Morning) 1 - You're energetic this early in the morning… I'm still sleepy…

Home Screen (Morning) 2 - Why are you so noisy? I'm not ready yet.

Home Screen (Afternoon) 1 - I'm getting on a roll now… Let's crush the society today.

Home Screen (Afternoon) 2 - Alright… Let's have some tea.

Home Screen (Evening) 1 - I'm seriously motivated... I'm talking about a game. A game.

Home Screen (Evening) 2 - Looks like the world is having fun. They let their guard down/They're so careless.

Home Screen (Night) 1 - The day is coming to an end and the goofy smiling heroes are yet to be destroyed. It's still not enough.

Home Screen (Night) 2 - Villains hide/live in the darkness. I'm starting to see why.

Home Screen (Late Night) 1 - Finally, a response… Someone who can get to work. (I'm pretty sure he literally says "Someone who can move" loool)

Home Screen (Late Night) 2 - Kurogiri, Toga- Hah? Already asleep? Are you little kids? (Not sure if he says Toga here tbh)

Home Screen (Early Morning) 1 - I'm sleepy… Aaah, so sleepy…

Home Screen (Early Morning) 2 - I'm going to sleep now. If you disturb me, I'm gonna destroy you too. (Though my translator also said "Go to bed now or I'm gonna destroy you too". Which, I gotta mention because it was too cute.)

Home Screen (Gift Box) - Look at that. Too good to waste.

Home Screen (Event) - An event? Want to destroy it to kill some time?

Battle Start Dialogue - Izuku Midoriya - At this rate, I feel like something is missing… (??? I have genuinely no clue what he's saying here. That's why I got, dunno.)

Battle Start Dialogue - Dabi - This guy is as rude as ever. So annoying.

Battle Start Dialogue - Himiko Toga - Toga, over there.

Battle Start Dialogue - All For One - Sensei, is it fine if I destroy those guys?

WAVE Progress - I'm feeling a bit better now.

Team Defeated in Battle - Ah… This time it's game over.

Sub-Character Entering Battle - Alright. Continue. (Context - as in, clicking "continue" in a game pause menu lol)

Level Up - Something's changed? I don't feel it.

Awaken - Plus... What is it again? (making fun of the phrase “Plus Ultra!” ~ thank you arakn0 !!)

Ability Board Completion - My brain is spinning round and round…

Login Bonus - Let's begin.

Maintenance - Why are you here? Go home.

Recruit Obtained - [Perdition] Tomura Shigaraki - Paranormal Liberation Front… Well, a name is just a decoration… Do as you like.

6-Month Anniversary Celebration Announcement - Nice. It's called a half-anniversary.

1st Anniversary Celebration Announcement - 1st anniversary… So, what shall we destroy first?

2nd Anniversary Celebration Announcement - It's been 2 years already… It's going well.

[mono-blogs-art]

incredible chaser game w moments (part 2) up to & incl. episode 4

the most homophobic breakup you've ever seen. just, unholy behavior. on fucking god itsuki i know you had good intentions but you're the worst for doing it like that !!!!!!!!! at least let her down easy !!!!! if i was 22 and my gf of 4 years did that to me i'd fucking go insane as well

the elevator stopped working ➡️ you are trapped in with the person you hate ➡️ you are forced to sit it out and face your fears together, ultimately bringing you closer both emotionally & physically. i love this trope and i didn't know i needed it here, but it was great. step 1 to the meowmeow-ification of fuyu complete

my prediction of itsuki running into & taking care of little tsuki and the two of them then being found by fuyu, resulting in an awkward and heartbreaking scene, came true exactly like that. i think this scene was genuinely so well done and well acted, it broke my heart. i think this was the scene that really got me to say Damn, I'm invested in this now...

^ I'm still waiting for Itsuki to bring up the similar names in conversation though. like you need to talk about that

"ohhh harumoto-san, so you're part of that team?" - itsuki (sweating in closeted lesbian): "huh? what? n-no, of course not- I'm--" - "Don't worry, it's all good, we're all into BL too!!!" ➡️falsely coming out as a yaoi fangirl to your coworkers to avoid having to talk about your own sexuality. LMAO

^ this scene only being a setup so fuyu can be homophobic on main is what makes it even funnier

why. in every gods name. would you go to your boss' home address. why on earth would you do that. at least itsuki was self-aware about it too. girl you are SO unwell

every time fuyu has kissed itsuki of her own initiative, it has been when she was drunk... can we remedy that for future episodes, please? not that consent has been an issue, their mutual feelings are obvious, but i think she should be making a move when she doesn't have any liquid courage in her. step up your fucking game, fuyu

"she's a classic tsundere, after all" - fuyu, who has been severly harassing her subordinates at work (again, there seems to be no HR department at this company) being written off as a "tsundere" by the rest of the team - I mean, you're not wrong, but you should still file a complaint against her.

fuyu's husband Kouu is the nicest man on earth. my man doesn't deserve ANY of this. he even calls her dongyu. he even calls his wife by her real fucking name like the bar is so low

fuyu treats him so badly too, man, i genuinely felt bad watching it. were the 5 years of marriage all like this? was he always just a means to you getting your revenge? i'm sick. i hope they can make up by the end of the show and have a real conversation about their feelings and relationship.

that aside, i do have some theories on kouu, his disappearance, and his own feelings as well, but i'm keeping that to myself atm...

fuyu & itsuki keep having insanely homoerotic moments in front of god and everyone on earth, I'm starting to believe the only person with a gaydar in this company is the photographer from the other office. the fact that you two haven't been found out yet is honestly a massive plot hole (lmao)

has itsuki eaten anything else but sweets (cake, in particular?) on screen yet? apart from the homemade meal at the hayashi's, whenever there's a scene of her alone or with her grandma, she's always eating cake. i wonder if it will come up at some point, but it's just something i noticed. no shade though girl i'm also (almost) 27 and if you wanna eat cake for dinner alone at home I'm your nr1 supporter

i'm never a fan of the trope of a bilingual character breaking out into their native tongue for swearing or just randomly, but it is fun that only fuyu does it and that all the other chinese characters just don't speak mandarin at all. and i'm happy they actually cast a bilingual actress for fuyu!

episode 4 was the mid-series finale, and it definitely showed. this was the best episode so far by a pretty significant margin imo.

the. silent pleading fuyu puts on to make itsuki stay at the hayashi house. the most fucking 🥺*twirling my hair cutely* AND IT WORKS TOO BECAUSE ITSUKI IS JUST AS INSANE AS YOU ARE

i would like to talk about the best scene of this show yet. i really wished it was longer and was given even more weight. in episode 4, fuyu & itsuki are sitting in the living room together at night, so far apart that they're completely out of each other's camera shots even. i found this to be the most interesting scene so far. there was genuine tension in the shot composition, the acting, the complete absence of music. just silence and their voices. "after all, it was all my fault, wasn't it? that we ended up like this?" fuyu still deep down believes that she was the reason their relationship failed. she wasn't enough, because she's fuyu, because she's a woman. she still thinks that. my heart fucking broke in two

their fight after fuyu came back home drunk was so funny. especially with their height difference... hydrogen bomb vs coughing baby

after finally learning the truth about their break-up, fuyu is absolutely devastated. "you valued your promise to my mother more than the one you made to me?" just completely broken. after all this time sitting with these unresolved emotions, feelings of guilt and deep shame, only for that to be the reason? I feel so bad for her

the mutual love confession!!!!! i'm honestly a bit surprised it came so early, i thought they were just going to sleep together and not talk emotions first. but i'm not gonna complain (i just love mess) i'm also devastated that itsuki used suki while fuyu used the word aishiteru. my friends it's so bad for me right now (and them)

did. they. fuck. on. the. floor. in. the. living room.

i hope so because 1) hot and 2) although i'm still unsure as to the exact room situation of the hayashi household, don't they all have one shared bedroom??? isn't the bedroom that they're in after they've had sex (hopefully in the living room) the same one we've previously seen, where the kid also sleeps????? WHERE WAS THE KID ITSUKI. WHERE. WAS. THE. KID. WE KNOW SHE'S WITH YOU BECAUSE THAT WAS THE WHOLE REASON YOU STARTED FIGHTING!!!!!

if you had sex while your kid was sleeping soundly in the same room i'm sending both of you to superhell. i'm praying you guys just have a totally identical bed in another room. please.

if it wasn't the same bed we've previously seen from tsuki's room, that means you guys fucked in the marriage bed, which is only slightly less gonna get you sent to superhell.

in any case, happy lesbian sex to them. i know neither of you have known the touch of a woman in the past 5 years so it was probably intense. drink a lot of water in episode 5, alright? jesus.

it was also quite funny that the scriptwriter for the show tweeted out a few hours before this episode aired that "itsuki has always taken the leader position in their relationship" and that "you should watch episode 4 with this in mind" and we were all like. oh so you're telling me that fuyu is a bottom? you're telling me water is wet? fork found in kitchen??????

their lil afterglow convo in bed was just perfectly sweet. 1 point to fuyu, now presumably much more sobered up, for having the courage to ask if itsuki's gonna stay the night after all. girl you don't have to ask. i think she's ready for another 12 rounds. she's not going anywhere.

the line delivery of the "alright" (i'm gonna stay) oh my god. oh my god... oh. oh.

the meowmeow-ification babygirl-ification of fuyu is now complete

in the preview for ep5, fuyu is wearing a mixture of white and black clothes. girl... it was that good, huh?????

in conclusion:

i had a lot of thoughts on this one and i've found great joy in going deep into the twt tags for it as well. and i'm glad to see many japanese sapphics also being super vocal about the show. it's really interesting to read and interact with that side of the fandom i haven't really seen in this capacity for a (lesbian) live action show yet. i see people slowing down & brightening up footage to analyse who's taking each other's clothes off first, people just posting close-ups of Yuuka's hands, people going into Yurika's past filmography to dig up ancient clips of other sapphic roles she's played (of which there seem to be actually quite a lot?). i love to see it lmao. on a more serious note, it makes me happy to see sapphics from so far away expressing themselves similarily to myself or my other lesbian friends. it's cute!! as for cgw, part b of the series is gonna be intense, and i'm especially curious to see how they're gonna do the inevitable breakdown of fuyu again. my girl is so deep in the trenches, her temporary being on cloud 9 right now is gonna be short-lived and i want to see it happen. i hope she can really stand up for herself and make things right after all!

[ihopesocomic]

OK ANON GET READY FOR A DEEP DIVE ON VICIOUS

I won't go into Vicious begging for her child's life & being denied food while pregnant since RJ already pointed it out, but seconding that in case it was missed again How about Jasper putting blame on Vicious for...everything? How in expression and in poses Vicious is clearly trying to please Jasper, vs her powerful & mighty attitude with everyone else - even her own sisters? How when she races to defend Jasper, he just silently watches with a SMIRK as he sees Vicious really is ready to blind her own child to defend him? And my favorite examples in 'No Contact'; when Jasper returns, he starts by making himself the victim and crying "OUR daughter is a traitor, Vicious" (singling out Vicious in front of Careful) but as soon as Vicious takes Jasper's side, as soon as Jasper KNOWS she's on his side, he immediately starts saying "YOUR daughter" "YOUR sister" (as if Vicious had any control over Clever), pinning the blame of Hopeful's "revolt" solely on Vicious's shoulders. Let's also not forget Vicious sees her cubs as an extension of herself, rather than individuals. The chilling interaction at the end, too; Vicious is holding back tears and anger, but as soon as Jasper asks about Adamant and stands over her, her expression changes to pure fear. Fear that we only ever see on her face with Jasper. (also Jasper getting frustrated with her not knowing where Adamant is "How could you not...?) Then Vicious, who had previously been shouting at her daughter w enough anger to slip that she basically wishes she'd let Hopeful die, is once again low to the ground, ears pinned back, immediately trying to appease him "Then we'll go get you something to eat. How does that sound?" n just to bring praise in the dub, the shakiness in Vicious's voice on these lines destroy me every time SHOUT OUT TO MAUREEN

(Also this is a more minor detail but I did notice Vicious calls Jasper "my dear", while Jasper never refers to her as any sort of affectionate name lmao)

So, I'm gonna be real and say Ani didn't have to write out a very helpful, in-depth deep dive on Vicious but because we don't believe in suppressing this kind of analysis at IHS Inc. and because I'm still suffering from second degree embarrassment from that 'on a scale of 1-10, how mentally abused is Vicious?' ask we got one time: here it is. Thank you sm for your service, Ani. <33 - RJ

[isadollie]

Heya! I’d be curious to get a matchup? If you’ve got time! Many thanks in advance! 💜

Fandom: Obey Me

Name: Walker

Pronouns: he/they

Sexuality/preference: demisexual, boy please

Likes: coffee, cats, Halloween, metal music, documentaries, scary movies, cryptids

Dislikes: crowded places, early mornings, sour foods/drinks, loud noises (except music)

Free time: video games, baking, drawing, working out, journaling

Aesthetic: dreamcore/liminalcore and Halloweencore are my favorites! (Warning: if you look them up, liminalcore and dreamcore can make people with dissociative issues feel weird, so be careful if that’s something you deal with!)

Appearance: averagely built trans guy, sorta messy brown hair, green eyes, the sun is not my friend (ie: pale!), a few black-ink tattoos on my arms/chest, small ear gauges, glasses

Personality: Quiet and maybe a little shy at first, but chill and easygoing once I’m used to someone. Kind of protective ‘older brother’ vibes, very responsible but not overbearing - I am there for support but won’t be pushy about it. I laugh easily and love jokes/puns, can be very playful once super comfortable with someone. Love casual touch but unlikely to initiate it, not a fan of clinging, but happy to be used as a pillow.

MBTI: INFJ

Dream bday present: probably some mix of practical and fun. Something I need at the time (small appliance, clothing, whatever I’m needing to more efficiently exist) along with something ultimately useless but enjoyable (cryptid stuff, plushies, stickers, etc)

Love Language: I show love by gift giving and acts of service. I like receiving acts of service and words of affirmation.

Zodiac: Libra!

Songs: “Be Gay, Do Drugs, Hail Satan” by Super Cassette || “Antipop” by gürl/Onlyfriend || “Barbie & Ken” by Scene Queen/Set It Off || “Father” by The Front Bottoms

Again, thank you so much! Have a wonderful day!

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i match you with...

Mammon!

★ i have a feeling that Mammon would be the absolute king of halloween. he'd love to scare people, dress up, go trick or treating (even though beel would end up eating all the candy anyway)

★ oh he'd love your tattoos, 100%. would love to look at them, ask their meanings and details, trace them with his fingers

★ Mammon is super scared of all kinds of horror movies (which is funny cause he's a literal demon), but he will act like he's not. "The Great Mammon scared of some movie? Don't make me laugh!" but then he'll cover his eyes throughout the whole movie. will still agree whenever you ask him to watch it with you lol

★ your love language is gift giving? say no more. he's into that lmao

we all know him as an avatar of greed, who only ever wants to sell whatever will bring the most money. he could sell literally anything, but not a present you gave to him. he cherishes those way too much

★ he'd love to watch you getting more comfortable with him, especially if he sees that you get along with him better than with his brothers. such an ego boost lol

★ will laugh at all your jokes, sending a glare to anyone who, in his opinion, isn't showing enough interest. will definitely complain about them later. Levi only smiled instead of laughing out loud? "When i tell you, this man has NO sense of humor-"

★ he loves to see you being an "older brother" who's protective towards others. mostly because he think he's like this too.. or at least he also wants to be seen this way. my man just wants his demon brothers to appreciate him for once:(

★ one of the reasons why i chose Mams for you, is because of your dream bday present! i imagine he'll make a list of things that he knows you might need, and another list of things you two could do together. so in the end, your birthday becomes a whole day of receiving different things you needed, with doing a lot of fun things in between

your second match was levi btw! hope you like it:)

[ritz-writes]

So... when I said that everything was the same in spotlight au... that includes Macaque making a deal with LBD. cuz who am I if I don't have some kind of angst hehe. Though, there are a few differences. The main one being that, when Spider Queen tries to take over the city, LBD keeps herself hidden from Wukong. This also means that he doesn't leave during season 2. At least, not at first.

This is another drabble that got way to long hhhh

Words: 1128

(Everything said in this post happens about a week after the attempted city takeover.)

By this point, Macaque's friends know Wukong is the ex and still don't rlly like him, but they can see he's trying, so they r giving him a chance. But, like I said, they have their ups and downs. At one point, they have a fight. I haven't worked out what the fight is about, but they both say things they regret later and Macaque storms off to the theater, his one place of solace (he and a few other long term actors have the codes to get in and are allowed to whenever they want). A few of his cast mates were there going over lines and immediately rush to comfort him, letting him vent out his frustrations.

Here's where the angst comes in >:))

It was well into the middle of the night when the lights flicker out, a man stepping out of the shadows, purring about how "easy it was to find the lady's little play thing."

Macaque immediately backs away in terror, knowing full well what the man was there for. Or rather, who.

(Theres like 6 people there including macaque, but i dont have any names, so I'm just gonna use letters to address them lmao)

"Uhm, excuse me sir?" A said nervously. "You can't be in here, you need to leave."

The man chuckled, ignoring them completely, his eyes zeroed in on Macaque alone. "You know, if you were trying to hide, you did quite a poor job of it."

B and C move forward, the others converging to stand in front of Macaque. "Hey, back off, man." C snapped. "You need to leave. Now."

The man raised an eyebrow, then smirked. He rushed forward and in the blink of an eye, had B and C by the throat in either hand, raising them off the floor.

Macaque pushed passed the other 3, eyes wide. "Stop!! Stop, let them go, please! I-I'll go with you, okay?"

D grabbed Macaque's arm. "Mac, are you crazy?"

Macaque ripped out of the hold, moving closer. "Let them go and I'll follow you without a fight. I'll do whatever she says, just... don't hurt them, please. " His voice was shaky, as were his hands. He thought he'd gotten away from Her years ago, thought he was free despite the feeling of chains in his dreams.

He now realized just how foolish a thought that was.

The man's grin widened. He threw B and C forward, the duo crashing to the others with a yelp. Macaque moved to help, but was stopped by and hand gripping the back of his neck, sending shivers by his spine.

"And the lamp?" The man hissed in his ear, smile ever present.

Macaque was near hyperventilating. He didn't want to do this. Gods, he did not want to see her again, but he had no choice. He had to keep his friends safe.

Shit, why did he have to go and get attached again?

E stood up, seeming just as scared as Macaque. "L-Let him go!"

The grip on his neck tightened. "The lamp, Macaque."

Macaque shut his eyes, tail curling around his leg. "I-It's at my house."

"Good. Take us there. We don't want to keep the lady waiting, now do we?"

Macaque bit his lip and summoned a portal under them. He opened his eyes long enough to see the terrified expression of his friends, B and D rushing forward, arms outstretched toward him.

He couldn't let them get hurt. He could probably--maybe--fight the man off, but he couldn't risk LBD using his friends against him.

Macaque reached into his pocket and, right before he dropped into the portal, threw his phone towards the group, praying to any god listening that they'd know who to call.

And that he'd be willing to help.

---

Wukong was surprised to see Macaque calling him. Normally they went days without talking after a fight. He honestly didn't want to answer at first, but he knew that'd probably just make things worse.

So, with a heavy sigh, he swiped answer. Before he could even speak, though, the sound of loud sobbing filled his ears, the noise coming from the background. He sat up from his couch, fur bristled. "Macaque? What's going on, who's crying?"

Someone took a deep breath, then spoke. Someone who definitely wasn't Macaque. "Sun Wukong?"

Wukong growled. "Who the hell is this. Where's Macaque."

"This is B. I'm a friend of his. He... shit this dude just came in and took him!"

Wukong jumped off the couch and ran out the door, summoning his cloud and taking off toward the city. "Took him? What do you mean? Who was it?"

"It was this weird dude in a suit, he came out of nowhere. I think Mac knew him or something. The dude said something about a-a lamp? I don't know, but he threw his phone before they left. I'm assuming he wanted us to call you."

Wukong swore under his breath, urging his nimbus to go faster. "Do you know where they went? Did the man say anything else?"

"Mac said the lamp was at his house, so he took them there. Uhm, the guy said something about a lady?"

Wukong felt cold. "A lady?" He repeated quietly.

"Y-Yeah. I think Macaque knew who he was talking about? He said 'she' at one point. I-I'm sorry, it's kind of a blur, everything happ—"

"Are you sure?" Wukong repeated, voice strained. He had to be wrong, please, he had to be wrong. "He said 'she'? Do you remember what Macaque said exactly?"

B took a shaky breath. "He said 'I'll do whatever she says.' He was trying to get him to not hurt us."

No.

Gods, he was such an idiot. How did he not see it before. People don't just come back from the dead on their own. Someone brought Macaque back, someone with a purpose. Someone who was supposed to be dead themselves.

A low growl made its way past his throat.

B spoke again. "You know what's going on, don't you?" It wasn't a question.

"Yeah," he answered. "What's his address?"

B hesitated, but only for a second. "It's ______"

"Alright. Thanks for calling me. I'll handle this."

"I'll keep his phone on me. Keep me updated."

"Sure."

"I mean it," B snapped. "You better keep me updated. I want to make sure Macaque is okay. I don't trust you, but he obviously still does. Don't let him down again. Please."

--

By the time Wukong made it to Macaque's house, there was no one there, the magical presence of the lamp faded.

The next day, Monkey King went on 'vacation.' He didn't tell B about it.

[knackfandomarchive]

could i ask for some lucas headcanons bc all of the ones you've posted so far are really cute lmao (he is my son)

Oh Bestie, you sweet-talker, you!

Umm... I'm so sorry; I had already talked about most of these before; I don't have much and only have like 15k words of prose across all my documents. I'm bringing these ideas up again mainly for context and in case some readers haven't seen them yet. This is sort of like an overview for the first segment of my story, and also some brief character analyses of certain scenes. I'm also not sure what would spoil my story or not.

I forgot how English works (and it's my only language).

Also this is depressing AF... I tried to put all the doom and gloom into this first part, so if anyone reading this wants to skip to the part that says, "I avoid giving Lucas any diagnosis..." then be my guest. It's. Half the post, tho.

And I'll post the art separately tomorrow, so people won't have to read the depressing stuff to see it.

With that, I can shakily point to a few foundational scenes I over-analyzed. Especially this one:

Where to start...

As we may recall in the first game, the Doctor complains to Ryder that it was easier to take care of Lucas when he was younger, and, "now he wants to know How and Why and debate everything. It's really quite trying at times."

This just sounds like puberty to me. Dad agreed; the Doctor probably received Lucas at a young, easy-to-please age and got used to that lifestyle. But as Lucas grew older, taking more independence, and forming his own opinions - normal development stuff - this resulted in conflict - the form of which I'm still unsure of.

So, I have Lucas lose his mom around eight years old. It's that vulnerable spot where he's old enough to remember her well, and young enough that he has little in the way of coping mechanisms. And while puberty is right around the corner, it gives the Doctor some time to know him before then.

Another thing to add, my Dad mentioned something Lucas said while reaching for his locket:

We're taking a literal approach to this. Not only is this device the last thing he has left of his mother, it's also the only thing he has left of his old life; all of his belongings had been destroyed or lost. We discussed possible causes, and I prefer something horrible and yet mundane. Not super newsworthy outside of his hometown. A fire, maybe?

Lucas needed a new home. And his father was never mentioned, which could mean anything (I haven't gotten around to that). In any case, they were not in the picture by this time. Next of kin would be Ryder or other family members.

We can recall Ryder in a later scene asking if Lucas wonders why the Doctor takes care of him, rather than Ryder doing so. Ryder explains his own unavailability as being very busy. I take this to mean two-fold: he was the only alternative when it came to raising Lucas, and it wasn't due to his capability to parent. So, if Lucas had other blood relatives, they never stepped up. Naturally, this results in Lucas feeling unwanted.

So many characters I need to get right... Lucas lost his mom, and Ryder lost his sister. Ryder may have thought himself and his life situation too unstable. Like he couldn't afford the responsibility on top of the grief and whatever else he had going on. Lucas stays with him for only as long as it takes to arrange a plan with the Doctor. I think Ryder might have some mental troubles of his own that would make raising a child difficult. But the Doctor isn't much better on that front.

Doctor Vargas seems to have had a lingering emotional wound since Charlotte disappeared, and based on vibes was likely a lonely, somewhat reserved man. But his living situation is the most stable, and he has kept it together for so long. And if he ever imagined having children, this would fill that need. So the arrangement - as my Dad suggested, and as I will have Ryder suggest - is a two birds, one stone kind of deal. The hope is that Doc and Lucas would help each other get better, and not worse.

Lucas is taken to the Doctor's Mansion, where Ryder will say goodbye. I have Ryder keep a stoic demeanor; he's trying to stay strong for Lucas. Even holding his breath to keep it from shuddering when they hug. But Lucas really could have benefitted from a more vulnerable moment with him, instead. Ryder is the one who gives Lucas the locket as a parting gift. Lucas begs him not to go, but Ryder can only say he's sorry.

I don't know the boy's educational situation exactly, but after that, his grades drop, he becomes more withdrawn, and his friends, if he has any, don't know how to help him. What are the chances they're mainly fair-weather friends, who go play with someone else when Lucas starts being a bummer? At least I haven't invented bullies to harass him on top of this. Actually, there's a chance that Lucas would be the bully, but I haven't decided.

Have I mentioned Lucas crying at night? He can just about gloomily keep it together during the day, but at night, when he's alone with his thoughts, he falls apart, and his crying soon wakes up the Doctor. Losing his mother and then feeling abandoned by his uncle and other relatives, it's a major blow to the self-esteem. And when his whole world is turned upside down in one fell swoop, it leaves him with a peculiar feeling.

Here is where I point out the next aspect:

Right here, this could have been the end of Lucas. And the Doctor can only watch him go. If I look at it from a more thematic view, Lucas's loss is so devastating to him that he'll clutch the memory of his mother and what he had before she died, at the expense of living himself.

So we have a semi-suicidal eight-year-old living with an older scientist and anyone else who lives in the same building. Scientists and their families from all over the world! I still don't know how the Doctor is going to take care of him. Lucas when he's older is grateful to the Doctor for taking him in, but doesn't seem to me to think of him as a father figure (but perhaps I just forgot something). And my grasp on the Doctor's character is extremely flimsy, despite him virtually being the protagonist of the first game.

I'm not sure how familiar Lucas is with Doctor Vargas. The boy's mom was a colleague, and Ryder trusts the Doctor a great deal, so at least they're not strangers. But Little Lucas might not have paid much attention to the Doctor. Maybe they played peek-a-boo a time or two. I can imagine a dark-haired toddler running under tables at company picnics or something. Doc might have showed him a couple neat gadgets or gifted him some. I dunno yet. What could be the KNACK-equivalent of a Game Boy?

During Lucas's crying spells, I kind of have the Doctor treat him like he's physically sick. Hold him while he cries, put a hand on his shoulder while he throws up, that sort of thing. Uhh, soup - in a big ol' thermos. Gotta stay hydrated and replenish those electrolytes.

Lucas crying and the Doctor consoling him is a regular occurrence for maybe a week or two, and the Doctor can't hide his exhaustion well. Still working out the details, but essentially Lucas doesn't really stop crying after that, he's just quieter about it and lies about it and Doctor Vargas doesn't press the issue. But the Doctor does worry. Lucas seems exhausted all the time, and when he's not hunched over and listless, or politely playing along with whatever to satisfy the grown-ups, he's throwing tantrums about the pointlessness of homework and anything else he doesn't want to do. I made that up. Sometimes he does still find joy in some things, and while it's temporary, it gives Doctor Vargas some hope.

The Doctor's thoughts, as they often do, turn to Charlotte, and how he felt after losing her. And what happened on that fateful day.

Lucas has a well-known love of puzzles. Because I want him to. And especially puzzles in video games. And what is science but a series of puzzles?

Before his mother's passing, I imagine Lucas enjoyed school and gained some reputation among his peers for being a nerdy kid and very smart. Naturally this would result in some peers getting close to him to improve their academic metrics or because they have similar interests. Maybe he has an interest in - the foundational stuff a seven-to-eight-year-old learns about - physics. I imagine he found his mommy's work very interesting and would ask her a lot of questions, sometimes rehashing the same ideas again and again (as my sibling did when they were little).

After she's gone, he still loves puzzles, but much like anything else, the experience of playing with them is tinged with regret. At the Doctor's place, I'm sure there are some other children and young folk living there, too, but I don't know how Lucas feels about them. I have to make so many characters...

I think Lucas would piece together some jigsaw puzzles in the lounge areas. And also slurp up much of the hot cocoa during winter time, but I digress.

Hmm. I need him to accumulate a small collection of toys, but I'm not sure yet who gives them to him and when. If he receives them all too soon and from strangers (scientists who find him endearing), he might feel sour about being pitied. At the same time, if he had a lot of toys before the fire, he'll sure miss their absence. Anyway, some things like: a small chess set, from which he'll lose some pieces, sidewalk chalk, a new gaming device with Tetris and a few other games on it, jump rope, a skateboard (actually a longboard), a Rubik's Cube, and some plushies. I want him to get the device and a plushy or two fairly quickly.

He mainly plays with the gaming device, and while it fills time and is entertaining, it does not fill the void. Still, the Doctor taps his shoulder one day.

"So. I heard you like puzzles?" Said more like a statement than a question.

Lucas doesn't fully understand the situation at first, on the order of a few hours or a day or so, when the Doctor shows him the orb. Doc tries to have a heart-to-heart moment with Lucas, but what the Doctor *says* reads like Chekhov's plasma cannon and I don't have the 'payoff' for that lined up, so I might change it.

But once it clicks for Lucas, it's like a switch is flipped. He smiles more and starts getting genuinely excited about things again. It helps that I had a pipe-dream of making Knack's puzzle a mini-game, so Lucas finds it fun. I'll want to add more to it, probably, depending on how I interpret Knack. I also have a headcanon that Knack's orb resembles a plasma globe in some tactile characteristic; Lucas likes to touch or hold it at every opportunity because it vaguely feels like something is going on in there. It's just so cool! The Doctor may or may not appreciate the novelty.

So it's like, Knack provides Lucas an opportunity to climb to his feet again. More indirectly than the screenshot, though.

I apparently got someone's game-play video confused for a trailer, and misinterpreted the YouTuber's voice as Lucas's voice, so one version of this post mentioned Knack having an incidental role of 'guardian' to Lucas. I still might want to play with that, though.

Anyway, if you're curious as to why Lucas finds the orb so much more satisfying than other puzzles, it's because of the angst. I had initially intended for Lucas to work on the project as something to distract him, much like any other puzzle, give him something to look forward to, and help him bond with Doctor Vargas. The Doctor himself hopes it can help the both of them move on from their losses, and hopes it can help him teach Lucas a thing or two.

But, somehow surprising even to me, Lucas seems to have taken it upon himself to solve this particular puzzle as a measure of value. If he can play a big part in solving it, and contribute to a grown-up scientific achievement, then he's worth all the trouble, right? Then he'll actually amount to something and be worth loving.

... I'm not sure what to say next except that I want to bonk him on the head with a paper towel roll and tell him he's being silly. And then give him a big hug.

At least he lets himself be happy again. In fact, his educational situation might flip from being too aloof to being too distracted. Doodling odd symbols in the margins of his homework and tapping his feet when he should be studying.

He still cries at night sometimes, though. Umm... trying to rack my brain here...

I avoid giving Lucas any diagnosis. Is this a bad idea? Would it be preferred I name his issues, and do research on them?

I kinda just make stuff up.

Okay, switching gears now. This part is more scattered because I don't know how to string the ideas together.

I think I mentioned the Doctor taking Lucas to places like museums and carnivals and aquariums.

Lucas might be prone to jealousy, at least when he is young, and becomes slightly possessive over the orb. This doesn't come up much beyond pressing his lips together, avoiding eye contact, and nursing a bitter feeling when the Doctor improves some experimental hardware without Lucas's prior knowledge. Lucas wonders if the Doctor had continued solving parts without him. Not sure if I should drop it.

Lucas is about ten years old by the time Knack is Manifested. I picked ten years old just 'cause that's about two years of working on the puzzle, enough time to build that machine. I don't want it to take too long or short because the puzzle I'm going with currently makes the Doctor look a bit stupid.

I have Lucas as twelve years old when the first game starts, because that's about middle-school age where the puberty does the things. And about 16 or so in the sequel, trying to balance the moved-out thing with the uncharacteristically immature behavior.

Also because Ava seems about 16 and Dad said that number makes sense for her role as a youth leader, and Ava and Lucas seem like peers. Man, they really flopped on the framing for the scene in this shot! I can hardly see Lucas at all with low brightness. Maybe it's different when you play it yourself.

Dad also told me something that I interpreted to mean most media is really bad at establishing ages. So I'm not sure what to do with that.

Anyway, ten years old.

I'm still not sure how, after the excitement of success subsides, Lucas will initially react to the creature made of stone. His reaction will probably depend on his background. Early drafts have him fed fairy tales that paint goblins unfavorably. And since the creature resembles a goblin in some aspects, Lucas freaks himself out or intimidates the little guy. But these drafts felt silly or off, because the creature is all smiles when he wakes up, and we know he's friendly. Also the Doctor just stands there. So I'll come up with something else, probably.

Regarding Knack's relationship with Lucas: When I see other people describe their relationship as sibling-like (a headcanon), they tend to position Knack as the elder. I may need to double-check; the fandom is pretty small and I haven't read much of the fanfictions. Another headcanon I saw a couple times is that Knack had been alive/conscious a long, long time ago.

But recently someone told me they interpret Lucas as the elder!

My interpretation is that Lucas steps up to that particular plate, first.

My idea goes: before anyone knows for sure that Knack's creature type also includes being a person, Lucas treats him a bit like a toddler and a pet, himself acting as the older brother and sorta babysitter. Still trying to decide if Knack knows he is a person at this stage... It seems like in both games, Lucas tends to talk to him like he's giving him a tutorial.

So I gotta figure out how the Doctor, Lucas, and some other folks turn a sweet little bean into the Knack we all know and love. And how Knack and the Doctor etc, do the same with Lucas.

Lucas is so silly!

I know you saw the one about the first night, Bestie [D;? but I'm not sure how to explain it concisely here. A lot of these I feel would be best shown in a comic series.

There is very much a theme of reciprocation in my story. That might be the wrong word. I'm thinking of familial affection. Lucas just doesn't get enough, and so, doing unto others as he would want to be treated, offers attention to Knack. What to list as examples... Reading him stories, nuzzling, very simple dancing. Probably more but I am my brain is made of Swiss cheese.

I did mention Knack being a sleepy baby on here at first, but I don't think I mentioned that Lucas worries if he's dying or something. It's like if you brought home a baby creature, but had no idea what it eats or needs to live, and then it acts groggier and less responsive, and can barely hold its head up... The Doctor kind of scoffs and says it's highly unlikely (not in a mean way), possibly thinking of Knack more like a device. But even if the Doctor is confident, Lucas isn't convinced. And Baby Knack doesn't know how to ask for what he needs, so he kind of furrows his brow and squints and makes little grumbling noises and like. I'm not sure how to describe it. It's like he kneads invisible dough or something? And he frequently glances up at Lucas or the Doctor.

Lucas tries really hard to not-cry and seem reasonable, but he can't help reaching out to pet the little guy's head. The creature responds very favorably, still sleepy. Leading Lucas to bring him into a hug, possibly picking him up. The creature is soothed by this, and after wrapping his arms around Lucas, he promptly falls asleep. Or something idk. Everything is a work in progress.

Knack occupies a weird role at first, and even later on occasion: something sort of like a pet, but not quite. Lucas is primarily the one who initiates the interactions like that, but sometimes the Doctor does as well. Knack himself does not understand until later.

I know it's silly to have Lucas pet him. He's basically a rock, even if he reminds me of a teddy bear sometimes. But look at that face! Lucas can feel warm and fuzzy just knowing that his little puzzle buddy likes him.

I also have Lucas very interested in Knack as a person, like how he's feeling and what he thinks. I think it would be funny if he gets good at reading Knack's body language, but not so good at interpreting his words sometimes. I'm kind of throwing out that scene in 2 where Knack gives Lucas an odd look for presuming what he's thinking and framing it as a 'talk'; if Lucas paid any attention to Knack, he would have done something like that a long time ago. And so I have him *do*: Early on, Lucas talks to the Doctor for Knack, like an untrained interpreter. And sometimes even airs his own grievances as if Knack is 'saying' so.

I mean, I *guess* I could have Lucas be oblivious to Knack's emotional situation unless it suits him, but then like. I dunno. That doesn't fit the little guy I made up so far. What feels more like Lucas?

Lucas sometimes imitates Knack's mannerisms and vice versa. Also expect recycled dialogue. I think Lucas vicariously experiences some adventure through Knack.

I still think Lucas gets swole by playing with Knack all the time.

Later, Knack and Lucas switch big-brother-little-brother roles based on the scene.

(I got this screenie from MoeePlays. The rest of the unwatermarked ones are from FullPlaythroughs.)

You may also see Knack playing the big-brother role while being Little Knack, if I can communicate that well enough. I think it's interesting. And the reverse.

Dad compared the way I describe Knack to Lennie Smalls in "Of Mice and Men", and suggested Lucas could be made somewhat like George. I must say, I hadn't read that story before then. So that was a wild ride! Now George, he's kind of prickly, which Lucas seems to be in the second game, but I'm a little hesitant. Dad also mentioned something about George's dream, and maybe Lucas could have something like that. I think I know what he means, and it's probably a reason I feel stuck in the 'ending' I had written; the dream feels impossible.

Jumping around again; if you were to talk to Lucas about Knack, and Knack was nowhere to be seen, Lucas would probably think of him as Little Knack. I looked too far into Lucas calling Knack "little buddy" at the start, and couldn't remember if Lucas called him something different later. I also interpreted this to mean Knack often hangs out with Lucas as Little Knack, which is supported by a brief shot or two in 1, and the title screen of 2.

Lucas considers Knack to be his achievement on some level. In fact, I consider this to be what he was alluding to in the museum in 2; that "without me, the Doctor would never have known-" how to bring Knack to life. I can imagine a young Lucas, when people are told that the Doctor had solved the puzzle and created Knack, saying quietly or thinking to himself, "*I* made this."

He goes back on that idea later. For Reasons. I might change that also, though. Then again, if I change the story every time I get caught and scraped up in a prickly patch, I wouldn't have much of a story anymore. I wouldn't necessarily say Lucas is naive. He's pretty smart and can sometimes pick up on things, but he can be willfully ignorant. If that doesn't make sense out of context, don't worry.

Changing the subject, Lucas kick-starts Knack's mischievous streak. He kind of teases him? Best example is the GIF I wanted to make but turned into a slideshow. In the garden, Lucas growls in jest at a Little Baby Knack, who reacts ferociously and growls back with rough red lettering, lifting his paws a bit and shifting his weight from foot to foot. Lucas laughs, delighted, and Baby Knack's expression shifts a little into amusement, before the GIF loops and they return to growling.

To clarify, Knack is playing, here. Although it does take him a few moments of fleeing and fawning to realize Oh, you're threatening me as a joke. Two can play at that game! Eventually, Lucas feels that Knack is acting too aggressive for his comfort, and, failing to notice that Knack is mirroring his own body language, worries he'll get a good punch to the gut. Or worse. He tries to de-escalate with the offer of a hug, which allows Baby Knack to play a mean prank.

And at one point I want Lucas to try smuggling Knack to school for the express purpose of scaring the crap out of Lucas's peers. For fun!

Another thing about how I wrote Lucas is that, when he is younger, at least, he isn't all that shy with Knack after like a day or so. I'm not sure how to say what I mean... It's like, Lucas has a tendency to get excited and touch, lightly pull, or grab Knack's arm(s), to get his attention, turn him around, or drag him somewhere. It's also a means of affection. He's gentle about it, but still. He isn't usually so grabby with other kids.

One of the things I considered playing with Knack is whether he might bite a family member when he is a 'baby'. But the more I think about it, the more the answer resounds no, he wouldn't. In one scene I wrote, Knack makes a non-lingual, idle threat (growling at him), but Lucas calls his bluff and takes something from him anyway. Lucas actually scoffs at him, incredulous.

Do not look to Lucas for guidance on how to treat children, animals, or operate heavy machinery.

Umm, what else. I bet Lucas would pass out if someone strokes his hair. First thing that comes to mind is Charlotte experimentally trying motherly things, feeling awkward about it and stopping. Lucas murmers something like, "You can keep going :)" Realizes what he just said, "I mean, if *you* want to," and scratches the back of his neck and looks away.

Along with a grappling hook (or maybe the Doctor gave him that), Ryder gives Lucas a butterfly knife for his twelfth birthday. This sounds very familiar to me, so either I thought about it before, it's practically canon, or someone else had mentioned it and I just can't remember. Or it could be a regular pocket knife.

At some point, to someone else, I have Doc describe Lucas as becoming more responsible since Knack came into his life. But of course, since the Doctor can never let Lucas have anything, he amends it with, "at times."

I also have this screenshot:

What was I going to put down for it...?

I remember seeing a review where someone mentioned this scene, gave an extremely reductive summary of it, and they thought "It plays out like a parody of kids movie/game “you-can-do-itism” but it’s not parodying anything in particular." I was rather miffed about that, to say the least; I thought this scene was a major characterization moment.

Lucas is curious/a scientist.

Knack puts so much faith in the Doctor that he limits himself. He also comes off like a major teacher's pet with his quoting ability.

The Doctor thinks himself so smart like he knows everything without testing it thoroughly. To the point where he has told Knack that he is incapable of something.

Lucas encourages Knack to try new things.

Not sure how to put this, but it comes up again in the Key Confrontation. Could be related to 4. Lucas is skeptical of the Doctor's authority and offers an opposing viewpoint. He prompts Knack to stop viewing the Doctor's words as gospel, at least temporarily. This is why I want Lucas and the Doctor to be/become foils in my story. Lucas sees himself in Knack.

Knack believes in the Doctor, sure. But he also trusts and believes in Lucas.

And one last thing, because I can't escape upsetting topics: there may be some parental favoritism going on between the Doctor and the boys. I loathe the idea, but it slots into my current framework with unfortunate agreement. I had a conversation with Dad about it, and he said, uhh trying to remember... it's a reasonable idea. He spoke of Lucas coming into his own and how it challenges the Doctor's ego, meanwhile Knack does whatever the Doctor says without question.

I don't think Lucas would resent or blame the Doctor's Greatest Creation, but it would impact his self-esteem. I don't know what that looks like yet.

Umm, I hope this was worth the wait; I had a lot of fun! I want to add more but I'm kind of scatter-brained. Also this is 4.6k words apparently.

[lustastarte]

♤ it's a gay thing | josuyasu ♤

genre: fluff/tiny bit of angst

rohan gives josuke the wrong number for koichi as a little joke, but josuke is determined to beat his boredom.

published: 2023

lots of texting,,, like half the one-shot

Wednesday, May 17. 7:30 a.m.

Josuke:

hey, is this koichi?

rohan gave me the number but idk if he was playing around or not

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

no

i know koichi, but i'm not him, who's this?

Josuke:

sorry, i'm just a friend of koichi's

sorry for bothering you man, especially this early

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

it's okay, don't worry about it : )

so how are you, friend of koichi's?

Josuke:

i'm okay i guess

i'm bummed that rohan japed me tho

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

... japed you?

Josuke:

pranked

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh!

okay, that makes sense

Josuke:

yeah, sorry abt that again

9:00 a.m.

Josuke:

hey random stranger

here you go

❀❀❀❀❀❀

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

why did you send me flowers

i mean i'm not complaining, they're pretty

but why?

Josuke:

because you deserve them

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh? well thanks

Josuke:

of course man

12:21 p.m.

Josuke:

heyyyyyyy stranger

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

hey?

why do you keep texting me?

Josuke:

bc you seem cool and i really need friends

unless you want me to stop

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh, thanks

also you don't have to stop, i just don't really understand lmao

5:39 p.m.

Josuke:

hey you free?

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

yeah why

Josuke:

i wanna call someone

can i call you?

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

sure i guess?

calling xxx-xxx-xxxx...

"Hello?"

"Ooh, I like your voice. It's deep. Makes my skin tingle."

"Thank you, I like yours too."

"Thanks man."

"So... why did you need Koichi?"

"I was gonna ask him to set me up with a date. He knows a bunch of people and a lot of them are cute guys."

"Guys?? As in... men?"

"Uhh yeah," Josuke laughed into the phone. "My favorite thing to do is kiss men."

"You can do that? Like- I mean... Guys can... Guys can be with other guys?"

"Yeah! It's nice, you should try it sometime."

"Oh, I didn't know that was allowed... I might if I ever get the chance. But just for the record, Koichi can't set up relationships for shit. Try texting Rohan."

"You know Rohan too?"

"Yeah, I know him and his boyfriend."

"Well damn, all the twinks seem to know each other..."

"Twink? What's that?"

"Oh, it's uh-... It's a gay thing."

"Oh, okay?"

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm gonna go text Rohan, goodbye! Thank you for your help!"

"Mmhmm."

call with xxx-xxx-xxxx ended.

Friday, May 26. 1:01 p.m.

Josuke:

hey, i never got your name

xxx-xxx-xxxx:

oh, sorry about that

i'm okuyasu

and you are??

Josuke:

i'm josuke

i like your name, i've never seen it before

Okuyasu:

thank you, i like yours too

you're the one with the hair, right? i think i remember rohan talking about you

Josuke:

yeah, the super cool really fashionable amazing magazine worthy hair is all me

wait, rohan talks about me?

Okuyasu:

it's never anything good if i'm honest, but he talks about you

Josuke:

nice!!

he talks about you too, but it's sometimes good

Okuyasu:

oh? i'm surprised he has anything nice to say lmfao

Josuke:

off topic, but all your friends say you're hot

is that true?

Okuyasu:

maybe? idk i've never really thought of myself as hot

rohan says you look like a monkey's ass, is that true?

Josuke:

i'm gonna fucking kill him

Okuyasu:

have fun, don't get caught

Josuke:

oh i will

so what do you look like?

Okuyasu:

goodbye

Josuke:

but i wanna see your face : (

i like knowing who i'm talking to

Okuyasu:

lmao no

Josuke:

please?

Okuyasu:

no

Josuke:

okuyasuuuuuuuuuuuuu

please

Okuyasu:

what's in it for me?

Josuke:

a picture of me ; )

Okuyasu:

um no thanks

Josuke:

wtf : ((((((

Okuyasu:

fine, i'll send one

Okuyasu holds the phone out in front of him and takes a quick snap of his half-smile. He notices that he looks a little awkward, but there isn't much he can do about it. He's not really a selfie kind of guy, but Josuke gets what he wants.

Josuke:

YOU'RE SO FINE WHAT THE FUCK

OH MY GOD EXCUSE MY LANGUAGE BUT HOLY FUCK

man to man, like honest for real time, you are quite possibly the most handsome dude i've ever seen holy fuck

Okuyasu:

okay whatever, it's your turn

Josuke:

uh okay hold on

Josuke takes a swift picture of himself as he rides the bus home. He studies it, then decides he doesn't like it. Something in him just won't let him send the first picture because he doesn't look just right. He retakes the picture after swiping a comb through his hair and deciding the best angle. He's got to look good for his friend, of course. That's what it is, he just wants to make a good first impression.

Okuyasu:

well shit

Josuke:

??? did you die

hello?

Okuyasu:

yes i died

you're a very attractive guy

i mean like no gay shit or anything yknow because i'm not gay

just making an observation

Josuke:

awww you're so nice, thanks man!

Okuyasu:

yeah, of course

did you ever text rohan?

Josuke:

yeah

he said he thought i'd be cute with one of his friends

Okuyasu:

did he say which one?

Josuke:

nah, but he just said he was texting them now

Okuyasu:

...

rohan just texted me

Josuke:

US?????? A COUPLE?????

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I CANT BREATHE THAT'S THE FUNNIEST FUCKING THING IVE HEARD ALL DAY

Okuyasu:

???

Josuke:

WHAT IS HE ON

Okuyasu:

wtf are YOU on?

Josuke:

a seat on a bus lmaoaoaoao

Okuyasu:

goodbye josuke

Josuke giggled at his phone, bright smile on his face. He's developed an attachment to Okuyasu, he thinks. It's become so strong that he feels the need to text him all day, every day. All of his funny comebacks and clueless questions make Josuke's days so much easier. He can't lie, he's begun to crush on Okuyasu. It might be just because he's lonely and wants attention, but something about him made Josuke's heart spiral. The way he talks was enough already, but his looks sealed the deal. Josuke feels like he's going insane, there's no way he can be pining after someone he's never met before...

Monday, July 24. 6:16 p.m.

Okuyasu:

you know, we've been talking for like two months now and i still know nothing about you

Josuke:

???

yes you do, you know my favorite color, ice cream, video game, book, song, flower, animal, etc etc

i could go on and on about how much you know about me

Okuyasu:

yeah but nothing like important yknow

i think you should tell me where you live 

Josuke:

kinda stalker-ish bro

Okuyasu:

shut the fuck up it's not like that

i wanna know how far we are from each other

Josuke:

i live in morioh

like two houses down from you i think lmfao

Okuyasu:

you do?

Josuke:

yeah yeah rohan told me where you live

oh btw, i frogot to ask

how old are you?

Okuyasu:

frogot?

Josuke:

*forgot

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

shut up

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

stop it

Okuyasu:

frogot

Josuke:

STOP IT 

SHUT UP AND ANSWER

Okuyasu:

not as old as you

Josuke:

what the fuck

i'm only 17 dude

HOW OLD DID YOU THINK I WAS?????

Okuyasu:

yeah i'm 17 too lmao

idk probably like 21

Josuke:

no way you just called me old and we're the same fucking age

AND thought i was 21 in the same two messages

Okuyasu:

i think you're still older than me

what's your birthday

Josuke:

august 19

Okuyasu:

what year?

Josuke:

1983

Okuyasu:

YES YOU'RE GERIATRIC

Josuke:

what the fuck we're only like a few weeks apart you ASSHOLE

Okuyasu:

no.

YOU'RE OLD

Josuke:

i thought you said i was hot ;)

Okuyasu:

goodbye josuke.

As the two boys talked, something began to bloom in Okuyasu's stomach each time he got a text from Josuke. He had never met him, never even seen him around Morioh before, but he felt... drawn to him. Like each time his phone lit up, his social battery was suddenly recharged. He was sure that, for him at least, Josuke was the kind of person you could be around even if you were at the point in your day that the thought of talking to other people wore you out. That realization came with another indecipherable emotion, one that pooled just behind his ribcage and dripped into his stomach. The feeling he used to get when he would see his ex-girlfriend was the most similar, but that couldn't be right. Right? Okuyasu shakes the thoughts from his head, but that makes them no less real or confusing. He doesn't like men at all... Right?

Sunday, August 13. 8:59 p.m.

Josuke:

hey <3

Okuyasu:

hey...?

what's with the heart? lmao

Josuke:

i'm gonna say hey and send a heart and you say it back okay

my family thinks i have a boyfriend and as my friend you gotta help, idk why they think that but they do

just play along with what i do okay?

please

Okuyasu:

but i'm not gay.

Josuke:

i know, i know, but i am and my family knows

and they think i have a boyfriend

Okuyasu:

then get someone who's gay to pretend to be your boyfriend?

like rohan or even jotaro idk

Josuke:

JOTARO?????

JOTARO KUJO?????? 

THAT'S MY NEPHEW WHAT THE FUCK DUDE

HE'S PART OF THE FAMILY IN QUESTION

and rohan is jotaro's boyfriend, plus he fucking hates me so either way it wouldn't work

Okuyasu:

damn man chill out, i didn't know

how was i supposed to know that you and a dude i've met maybe once are related??

stupid fucking bitch

Josuke:

we have the same nose duh

but that's not the point, you're the only person who might help me.

i need your help dude, please. i'll do anything.

just pretend to be my gay boyfriend for like five minutes

Okuyasu:

i want $20 sent to my venmo and you have to doordash food to my house if you want effort put in

Josuke:

okay fine, sure, whatever

hey <3

Okuyasu:

not so fast, my venmo is okuniji4 and i want pasta from tonio's

payment before performance.

Josuke:

oh my god you ASSHOLE

Okuyasu:

: )

Josuke:

sent the money on venmo and the order is placed

dick

Okuyasu:

okay, sure man, i got you

Josuke:

hey <3

Okuyasu:

hey <33

Josuke:

what's up baby?

Okuyasu:

not much, what about you sweetheart?

Josuke:

trying to prove to my family that i have a boyfriend

can i call you?

Okuyasu:

of course baby, always

calling Okuyasu...

"Hello?"

"Hey baby. Can you do me a favor and tell my family how much you love me?"

Okuyasu sighed quietly before mustering up all of his courage. "I love you so much my heart hurts when I see you."

"And?"

"...And?"

"And what else?"

"And I think about you every second of every day?"

"Aww, thank you, I love you too!"

"Alright... Well... I gotta go, I- Um, I love you."

"I love you too baby, bye."

call with Josuke ended.

It felt so strange to say those words to Josuke, to call him baby and tell him he loves him, yet somehow, it was... refreshing. Like Okuyasu had needed this his whole life. Like something was coming together in his head. As he sat and thought about the phone call, Josuke's voice, the way he said he loved him, it clicked. It didn't matter if Okuyasu likes men or not. What does matter is that Okuyasu likes Josuke.

Josuke:

THANK YOU SO MUCH I OWE YOU ONE

Okuyasu:

it's no problem really

i like helping my friends out, especially for $20 and some bomb ass food

i also think i wouldn't mind being your boyfriend|

i also think i wouldn't mind being yo|

i also think i wouldn't|

i|

if you need me again hmu

Josuke:

you were really good at pretending to be my boyfriend|

you were really good at pretending to |

you were really good|

you we|

you know, i kind of liked it when you called me baby|

you know, i kind of liked it when you c|

you know, i kind of liked|

you know, |

alr, thanks again man

Okuyasu:

yw

2:30 a.m.

Josuke:

hey

you up?

Okuyasu:

are you just pulling some fuckboy stunt on me?

because i'm not here to be used and dropped

Josuke:

what?

okuyasu, are you okay?

i just wanted to talk to you about a bad dream i had but i'm not concerned about that any more

you seem upset, what happened?

Okuyasu:

i'm upset because i'm tired of being used! everybody is using me and i'm sick of it! my ex girlfriend used me when i dated her, and now you're trying to use me!

Josuke:

what happened?

okuyasu, what's wrong with you?

Okuyasu:

oh stop acting like you care

just stop

i'm so fucking sick of all of this

for four fucking months you've only texted me when you were bored or needed something from me

and i'm done

Josuke:

what?

no, okuyasu, i texted you because i wanted to!

Okuyasu:

just shut up

goodbye josuke.

3:00 a.m.

Josuke:

please talk to me

okuyasu?

7:00 a.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu, please

i want to know what happened

i didn't mean to make you feel used earlier

i was trying to hint at how i felt about you, i just suck at flirting

my family thinks i have a boyfriend because of the way i talk about you to them

1:08 p.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu

please

i need you to answer... even if you just tell me to go die

5:05 p.m.

Josuke:

okuyasu...

seen 5:06

okuyasu!

please talk to me ⚠︎ message not delivered ⚠︎

okuyasu, please!! ⚠︎ message not delivered ⚠︎

you can no longer text or call this number. 

"Jotaro, I don't want to go."

"Come on Josuke, it won't be that bad once you get there, I promise."

"But what if-"

"If he's there, then I won't make you talk to him. You can stay with Rohan and I."

Josuke made a face at the other man. "I don't want to spend a whole party with you guys practically fucking beside me."

Jotaro sighed, adjusting his hair underneath his hat. "Whatever, you're still coming with me. Let's go."

Josuke was sitting in a corner, a drink in his hands and his eyes closed. He didn't want to be here. Not only did he see Okuyasu, but he saw Okuyasu making out with his ex. It broke him inside, and though he was strong, he couldn't help but cry. Honestly, he really liked the guy, and seeing him like that, especially for the first time ever seeing him in person, wasn't pleasant. 

"Hey, you okay?" A slightly drunk Koichi crouched down in front of him.

"What? Oh, yeah- Yeah, I'm fine," the taller said quickly as he wiped his tears away frantically.

"No you aren't. What's wrong?"

Josuke began crying again, an accidental squeak coming from his mouth as he opened it and tried to speak. "It's just that Okuyasu and I got into a fight and now he's here and it's the first time I'm ever seeing him and he's kissing his ex and I have a crush on him and I saw them kissing and-"

"Josuke." Koichi interrupted, sighing and sitting down beside the other man. "He's here because Rohan told him you were coming. He wasn't kissing his ex. She forcefully kissed him, I had to pull her off of Okuyasu a few seconds after you ran away," he explained calmly, placing an arm around Josuke's shoulders protectively.

"It's not like it matters anyway though, he's not gay, he told me himself. He likes women."

"You can still talk to him and see if he wants to fix things, yeah?"

"He blocked me..."

Koichi shook his head. "Yeah, but he's here just because Rohan said you would be here."

Josuke ran a hand over his hair unconsciously. "Can I... Can I talk to him?"

"Of course you can. Do you want Rohan to come with him?"

"No, I wanna talk to him alone... Only if he's okay with that..."

"Alright," Koichi said, leaving the room to search for Okuyasu.

A few minutes later, Josuke heard footsteps. He clutched his cup as the waves of nausea and anxiety ripped through his body.

Stay cool. Stay cool. You've got this, you can fix this.

"Okuyasu! Please, please, please just let me talk to you, I promise I won't take long and..." Josuke trailed off. Fuck! What happened to staying cool?

Okuyasu slunk down into the spot Koichi had once been, although nowhere near as close. Avoiding eye contact, he laced his fingers together and sighed.

"Why did you continue texting me? Tell me the truth please. That's all I ask."

Josuke clenched his jaw, ready for rejection. "In the beginning, it was out of boredom. But after a few days, I realized that you're really cool and decided I wanted to be friends with you. But the more we talked, the more it became... something else," he admitted, eyes glued to the floor and lips pressed together. 

"So it was a fuckboy stunt? I knew that-."

"No! Please, I'm not finished," Josuke begged, desperation evident in the tone of his voice. "Something else doesn't mean 'wanting to get in your pants' for me."

"Then what is it, Josuke? Because to me, getting a text late at night asking if I'm awake is a little telling," Okuyasu sighed, slightly annoyed at this point. 

"Something else is the longing to run my fingers through your hair, hold your hand, look in your eyes, and... call you mine."

Okuyasu squinted, his top lip curling up on one side and eyebrows dipping together. "What are you talking about?"

"Listen, I don't wanna fuck you. Never have. Okuyasu, I-... I just want to love you. I don't want to introduce you to people as my friend, I want to call you mine. Fuck being your fucking friend, I want you to be my boyfriend."

Okuyasu took a deep breath in, the semi-silence crushing Josuke. All he could hear was the bump of the bass and some electronic dance melody, then of course his own heart beat. 

"Josuke, I just... I don't know."

Josuke's face fell, tensed shoulders dropping from his ears. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you anything. I know you're straight-"

"I just don't know what to think."

Josuke felt the hot tears prick at his lower lash line. "We can go back to being strangers if that's what would make you most comfortable... I'm sorry I fucked it up. I'm lucky to have gotten to know you for a few months, at the least."

Okuyasu, without thinking, grabbed Josuke's hand. It fit so well in his, felt so warm and comforting. He dragged his eyes from the other's shoes to the stray hairs surrounding his hairdo like a halo, and that was it. His decision was made, no more questioning. 

"Josuke, you aren't going anywhere. I don't know what to call it, but I think I like both. You shook it all up. You came into my phone and you knocked my entire world on its head."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean t-"

"Don't," Okuyasu interrupted. "Please don't be sorry. I thought I was just getting close with you, but all of a sudden, there was heat in my gut and my heart beats tripled in speed each time you texted. I ignored it, but the night you asked me to pretend to be your boyfriend felt so... right."

Josuke snapped his head toward Okuyasu, eyes newly full of hope.

"It felt like-"

"I was born to fall in love with you," Josuke confirmed quietly, finding it a bit odd that he had had the exact same thought during that interaction.

Okuyasu flicked his eyes away, nodding. "Yeah. It doesn't matter what I like, it only matters that you know that it's you. I know I barely know you, and this is our first time even seeing each other in person, but," he took a deep breath. "But looking at you here, hair a little messed up, cheeks red, nose runny, and eyes a shade of blue I don't think I've ever seen before, I know that I need to be with you for the rest of my life, no matter if it's a day or 80 years."

Tears once again tickled Josuke's lower lashes, a heart-warmed smile creeping across his face. "Do you mean that?"

Okuyasu nodded, smiling gently. "Can I- Uh, can I-?"

"Please," Josuke's heart fluttered as he squeezed Okuyasu's hand. 

The taller's eyes jumped up and down as they switched from Josuke's eyes to his lips over and over. With his free hand, he cupped the older's face, rubbing the peak of his blushed cheek with his rough thumb.

"You're so handsome," he whispered, barely audible over the booming EDM music. He moved in to kiss Josuke, but hesitated. "I... I don't know how to kiss a boy..."

Josuke giggled, the sound lighting Okuyasu's heart on fire. He watched as the older's nose scrunched and his eyes nearly disappeared before his teeth-flashing wide smile morphed into a shy, flirty smirk. 

"Like this," he whispered back, closing the gap between them. Okuyasu felt his entire body tingle, every bone becoming noting more than jelly and muscles useless. In their shared kiss was an unspoken promise of love and companionship for countless years and the almost overpowering sweetness of finding the love of your life. The kiss made them feel as though they could move mountains and walk on water, turn water into wine and heal the sick. They felt like gods, each worshipping the existence of the other. All the words they wanted to say and the thoughts they thought were condensed into that single kiss. If nothing else that night had confirmed it, the two finally got what they wanted. Josuke is Okuyasu's. Okuyasu is Josuke's. And absolutely nothing, not even the most powerful being to exist could rip them apart. So long as they were alive, they had one another.

[novemberdevils]

Okay

(So life is hell and I’m just going to yap at you)

-legit so over the moon you have Tkachuk fighting Grosjean.

So- are both Tkachuks in Indy? Is Matthew any good?

What DOES Quinn do these days? I don’t know anything about NASCAR contracts did he make enough to just… chill?

Once again, thank you so so so so much for writing this fic/cursing me to be interested in F1 (what LV GP drama for Ferrari)

please yap at me all of the time i love to yap. as can be inferred from my current state of. yapping

in my head atm matthew is the only tkachuk in indy. i haven't totally filled the indy grid out in my head yet, but it is the same idea as the f1 one where it's like half actual indycar drivers and half nhl players shoved into cars (the f2 grid with luke is also the same). i will give some Indy Context bc the whole indy thing is mostly a massive sideplot (and self indulgence) so to me it doesn't feel like a particularly destructive spoiler

it's implied in some twitter usernames/display names that matthew drives for andretti in indycar, which is a good team -- and i do headcanon him (though ig it is just canon bc it's my fic) as being pretty good. not like alex palou good lmao, but he wins races. he does suffer from Aggressive Driver Disease which means a lot of people (+ the media) do not like him very much, but yknow. it is a bit more acceptable imo to be aggressive in indy as opposed to f1, same kind of with nascar, which is why i keep making vague references whenever jack gets particularly mouthy and quinn or someone makes some comment about how nascar or indy it is of him. like they do a lot more actual physical pushing of each other in indy, or getting in front of the cameras and saying they want to punch the guy who hit their car lmao. which is not so much of a thing in f1

but even by indy standards i see tkachuk as being kind of aggressive. hence him hitting grosjean. but there isn't really a "driver misconduct" penalty especially since that type of stuff usually happens if/after drivers end up being knocked out of the race. but! my personal canon/headcanon for mr indycar matthew tkachuk is that he ends up in a lot of incidents, can usually come back from them, and it is pretty damn good when he races clean. if you have ever watched an indy race you know those cars are like borderline indestructible compared to f1 cars. if the f1 car brushes the wall it Might be over but i have watched indycars get actually run over then still finish the race. like dude there was a tire on your head 25 laps ago and now you're crossing the finish line. are you okay

sorry. this is so rambly. the inertia universe andretti lineup in my brain is herta-kirkwood-tkachuk so do with that what you will. it is 2/3 real indycar drivers lmao. the only other Solid spots i have filled are grosjean in a juncos (which is real, also juncos sucks) and zegras in an arrow mclaren -- pato is definitely one of his teammates bc i just like him but do not ask me about the third arrow mclaren rn i have no idea. decision not yet made. and will smith (of the san jose sharks) is kicking around somewhere i just haven't totally decided where. maybe dale coyne or RLL idk all i know is He Is There. rookie seasoning it up

that was the world's most unnecessary indycar ramble i apologize. i could keep going but idk if anybody wants that. i have like half the mind to write an indy spinoff fic or something but i don't have a real plot for it lmao but i love indy so bad!!

QUINN. that's a great question tbh. i have not logicked that one out. as previously mentioned him being a retired nascar guy is a direct reference to nobody's favorite craftsman trucks driver dalton sargeant, however quinn did make it to cup series and didn't die in the feeder of all feeders, he was just kind of bad at being in cup series. and then. his retirement is really complicated. i keep making it more complicated. he cannot have shit in this universe

oh anyways. dalton sargeant is like. a professional?? fisherman?? i don't know. point is i have no real idea what he's up to. whatever it is he's doing he has a lot of spare time to hang around race tracks when he can (he goes to all the US f1 races and maybe canada i am yet to decide and he pops up around indy sometimes by proxy of being friendly with some of the guys over there) but he probably does. Something. the money from being a NASCAR driver does help but that cannot last forever. maybe i need to work that out

anyways. i am as always very glad you like the fic 💕 spreading the f1 plague to the unsuspecting hockey rpfers, one 20k word chapter at a time

[lunar-clementine]

I'm so tornnnnn

like on one hand the maybe misinterpreted signals

and on the other the complete undeniable ignoring.

(Ya'll pleez be gentle with my writing, I'm not that amazing, also this is soothe myself mostly)

I hate this. stop it love it is unfair for u to ruin such a sweet soul that is so shiny. ur a terrible person. u know that. he is like the fucking sun and I'm definitely the hell on the darkside of the moon. the sun does not belong to u. it belongs to the world. u deserve the hell on earth. just like the family u come from. his family is just as radiant. do not dare covet the sun he does not belong to u

the sun does not belong to anyone.

the the ignoring as the gods trying to keep distance between u.

and the signals as ur daydreaming.

the sun is not yours he doesn't belong to anyone.

let go of the sun you'll steal all the radiant light from him

that is far to cruel of a thing to do

the sun is not yours he does not belong to anyone

The sun should never be near u

u should never ever again covet the sun

let go

the sun doesn't belong to anyone and he most certainly doesn't belong to u.

let him go love if u know what's best for him. let those thoughts go away. Love ur making a mistake by fighting this.

fuck I love his smile it's adorable even as baby

the point is those dimples are drawing me in and I should not do this fuckkkk

the sun isn't yours love

the sun doesn't belong to u love

the sun can't be help down by u love

stop this love

fuck no

I can't

I legit can't do this

I won't be able toooo

but u know after he saw that the name of my book review was " girl who drank the moon" which if u don't know I see myself in as the character,luna, and he was all " I'll be the guy who ate the sun"

shut. The. front. door. no. u did not say the name of her soul mate that I dreamt up

I thought my hear wa saying to swell out of pure admiration for something so small and insignificant. I was so dazed for a moment when he said that lmao and he said that so casually and I was starstruck for a good while.

wow like he said that. that thing in my brain that made me so happy. I was so elated u don't even knowwww

he really said be the moon for everyone I'll be ur sun 🤭🫠

God fuck my lifeeee he's just perfect in my eyes and can do no wrong so cut and adorable and wonderful and honestly how am I not throwing myself at him so strange

I feel like I found my soulmate thelusaaa

he ticks all the boxes

not like my dad

no smoking or drinking

no anger issues

a good listener

tall enough that me

and most of he loves children from what I've seen so far so he won't ever hurt his children at all mentally or physically

I'm young and stupid so what do I know

Right?

Right?

I swear it on god this boy is driving me insanee

please don't be inlove with somebody else

please just look my way forever

just don't give your heart to someone else

dear God

consider this my love letter and my song of sorrows

this fear is immense and I

am a mortal whose soul has been captured

in the net

we all like to call

love

this is torturous and blissful

The symphony of silence is forever

when ur not around me

why is it that

I seem to look at u like the stars

but u hate the nighttime?

if ur the sun in my life

the eight minutes apart leave me lifeless

but ur that bright

u don't see ur surroundings

or perhaps

even worse

u choose to ignore them

that seems like a stake to my heart

when u smile at the other one

I'm desperately hoping

praying

u don't love

Someone else?

[misery-has-no-company-now]

Ahhhh hellooo??? This is like - so beautiful. The quote is going to be stuck in my head for quite some time now, and is already living there. I listened to the song just now, and the way you included that line in this story is really amazing.

Maybe it's because I was reading up on this earlier as well, but the lyrics kind of remind me about the French Revolution - with all that about wearing a red scarf so as to not get beheaded or 'to keep their little heads from falling in the snow' for being considered a rebel. This is a disputed claim with not much evidence supporting it actually happened though, and I'm not sure what the actual purpose of the song was but still, take how I relate this to the French Revolution as you will (louiiiieeee)

Also I can't believe I'm a certified New York simp now 😅 what did I do to reach this point lmao 😂 Thanks for mentioning me though, I loved reading this ✨️✨️

The opening scene was so adorable!!! You had my heart from the start (: I bet York used to skip around and swing his arm whenever he was holding someone's hand, hence making them do the same 💞

England is forever terrible. He can jump into a ditch please and thank you. Their playfighting again takes my heart. Aww Mass, no seagull will ever bite him 🥰 Yorkie's too sweet to all the birds for that.

The names he gave the birds 🥹🥹 New York should have been in charge of naming everything in the entire country. Kraai is not standing for his nonsense though. It's amazing how New York invokes parental feelings in other species as well 😌

No, New York, one person hurt is more than enough, don't go-

Mass enjoying the chaos of the Boston Massacre is so Mass-coded. And the way the enjoyment turns into fear when he sees York though. Like, he'll fight right from the front, but his brother better get his ass back home or else-

Nooooo noooo noooo New York got shottt!!!! 😭😭 Any part of my heart that I somehow hadn't given to these two already has been ripped out and is gonneeeee (for the record, how many times is this kid going to get hurt lmao like talk about no sense of self-protection or safety).

The ending was beautiful. Mass would talk to an inanimate object if that meant saving someone he loved, no matter how ridiculous it seems. Their protection comes before his self-respect. I wish I could say more because there's so much I love about this story, but I've unfortunately got to go right now and I don't want to write anything in a rush so I'll just end with telling you how much I love this ficcc ♥️♥️

And, dear York, you would fall, and turn the white snow red as strawberries~

Ships: None!

Warnings: getting shot, inaccurately described historical events (the Boston Massacre), and the way that my age sh*t works is a little wonky (lets just say that NY is maybe a teenager here?).

Genre: Hurt/Comfort I guess-

Title is inspired by: “White Winter Hymnal” by the Fleet Foxes.

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March 5th, 1770

Massachusetts gently held New York’s hand as the walked along the Boston Harbor, and New happily walked next to him, lost in his own little world. Mass chuckled fondly but quietly at the child like wonder in NY’s eyes as the slightly taller colony looked out onto the ocean. After a few more minutes of walking, the two colonies decided to take a break, and each took a seat on the edge of the harbor, their legs hanging over the side. He yet again chuckled at the childish wonder in NY’s eyes along with the slight spark that he had thought was long gone.

"Like what ya see Yorkie?" Mass teased, smirking when NY jumped a tiny bit.

"H-huh? Oh- uh- yeah it’s pretty I guess." NY said before turning back to look at the vast ocean. Mass couldn’t help but frown slightly at the faint-but-still-visible bruise on NY’s cheek from England.

The two just sat there in silence for a little bit lost in their own thoughts, until Massachusetts heard a small giggle from his little brother. He turned to York with a small smirk.

"What’s so funny Yo-" Mass was cut off by a splash of water hitting him directly in the face. He spluttered a little as he tried to regain his composure. He opened his eyes and smiled evilly at New York, who chuckled nervously. “Oh you little sh*t!-"

Massachusetts splashed a bit of water at New York before tackling, pinning and tickling him. He smiled when his little brother’s laughter filled the air, and he eventually stopped, gently rubbing the feeling off York’s torso. He ruffled the taller’s hair and grinned "That’s whatcha get for messin’ wit’ me Yorkie!~”

"Yeah yeah whateva’…." NY said, curling up next to his big brother.

“Hey Matthew!! Cmere!"

Massachusetts turned around at hearing the use of his human name. "Ey Yorkie I’m bein’ called i think. Ya wanna come wit’ me or do ya wanna stay here?”

"I’ll stay here." NY said, though he was obviously too busy playing with a seagull that had come to say hello.

Mass snorted a bit. "Okay then. By the way, those things bite. Just sayin’." he said before walking off in the direction he heard his name be called from.

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[half an hour later]

NY had been busy playing with a seagull and a crow that resided at the Boston Harbor, and had ever so fondly given them the names Kraai (the Dutch word for crow), and Zee (short the Dutch word: Zeemeeuw, which means seagull). Animals, especially birds and cats, had always brought him a weird amount of happiness. One that he rarely ever got nowadays. He chuckled a little when Kraai jumped on his shoulder and squawked. York did his best to mimic the sound, but it sounded more like an angry cat. Kraai gave him a gentle wack with her wing and squawked at him, sounding a lot like a mother lecturing a child.

"Okay okay I know, I know that was terrible…." NY said with a small chuckle. A sudden gunshot pierced the air, making the young colony flinch. He got up and started running to where he heard the gunshot, in case of Massachusetts being hurt. That would be bad….. Zee and Kraai followed him, flying high in the air.

He got to the city square and hid behind a building, peaking his head out. What he saw was utter chaos. There were people, mainly colonists, all running around in a frenzy as about……nine??? soldiers shot at them. NY frantically looked through the crowd, trying to find his big brother. He eventually caught sight of him and sighed exasperatedly when he saw Massachusetts with a chaotic grin on his face. He jumped a tiny bit when a body dropped behind him.

"Mass!!" He shouted, desperately trying to get the older’s attention.

Massachusetts turned his head at the sound of his name, and the grin quickly faded when he saw his little brother, who was standing in the middle of it all. Sh*t sh*t sh*t he never meant for York to be a part of this! Fun was over, Operation: Get NY out here had begun.

"York?? What’re you doin’ ere’?! Are ya crazy?!?!" He yelled, running over to New York, who looked kinda scared.

"I could be askin’ you the same damn question dumbass!!” York shouted, covering his ears a little. He had never liked loud noises.

"Get outta ere’!! Are you tryin’ to get shot?!?" Mass shouted, hugging the taller colony close.

"I came ere’ lookin’ for you!! I was worried that you had gotten shot dumbass!!" New York responded, burying his face in Mass’s hair.

Mass’s face softened slightly at that as he started to escort York and himself out of the city square. Suddenly, New York threw himself in front of Massachusetts, and in turn the soon-to-be Bay State’s face paled a ghostly white as he looked down in front of him. New York was curled up gasping slightly and coughing in pain as he clutched his stomach. Mass didn’t even have to be told anything to know that NY had been shot. Especially when he saw the snow beneath them be died as red as strawberries in the summer time. DAMMIT.

He quickly picked up NY and ran behind a building, muttering an apology when he heard a whimper and yelp from the younger. Mass waited till he was sure that there were no witnesses to teleport into a clearing in the woods. He gently laid his injured brother on the ground and wrapped his jacket around the wound to try and stop the bleeding, and then closed his eyes to try and summon one of the other colonies to help. Dammit. It wouldn’t work. He was too stressed to focus. God NY’s breathing had slowed down a lot….. Wait- why wasn’t NY moving anymore?? Mass checked his pulse, and sighed in mild relief when he felt a pulse. He took off NY’s coat and pressed it against the wound, wincing when NY gasped in pain and coughed, blood spluttering on his lips. Mass cried quietly and hugged his brother close, fully convinced that this would be his brother’s next painful death. That was, until, he heard the caw of a crow above him.

Massachusetts looked up to see Kraai flying above them, and was about to swat her away until he noticed that Kraai seemed to be releasing worried-sounding coos and nudging at NY’s arm with her wing. God he couldn’t believe what he was about to do…..

"Hey uh-" Damn. Is he really talking to a bird right now? "Can ya- umm…. I doubt that you can understand me….. but if you can, NY is hurt and he needs help, can you go get help?" Mass was really hoping that this worked, even if it was ridiculous that he was talking to a bird.

Kraai tilted her head a bit before doing her best to do what somewhat resembled a nod and flying away. It worked! It actually worked! Holy sh*t! Mass could cry tears of joy and he nearly did. He hugged his little brother close, whispering reassuring words into his ears.

"Everything’s gonna be alright…..helps on the way….."

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My fellow NY simps: @stawpny @misery-has-no-company-now @alaskashigh @kyledoesstuff-09 <3

And you cuz yes: @jazzyfrog <333

We love Kraai (the crow) and Zee (the seagull) here (they are original characters maybe-)

[astelren]

OP to you being clueless to their flirting/feelings II

ೃ⁀➷ TW/CW: Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, Teasing, Nothing much, Doflamingo being extra like always, let me know if I need to add more TW/Tags ♡ Minors please interact with me only by liking or reblogs. ➳ Characters: Nico Robin, Nami, Eustass Kid, Killer, Donquixote Doflamingo, Crocodile, Dracule Mihawk, Koby

⤠ Part I ⤟ One Piece Masterlist ⤠ Cbat Song ⤟

someone asked for Doflamingo, Mihawk, and Crocodile so here they are 💞💞 I hope you will like this, I'm not so sure about certain characters fhfkf

In Robin's eyes, you are the cutest thing she ever saw in her life. You are so adorable over how completely oblivious you are to her flirting or everyone else's, she doesn't really have the heart to tease you that much. Still expect a very soft and kind "I like you very much" from her while she caresses your cheek in a very intimate moment.

Truth to be told, Kid hates you just a little bit. How fucking oblivious can you actually be?? Like, hello??? He's being flirting with you for ages, why don't you get the hint already??? Does he have to scream at you his love?! Because he won't do it. Just no. Accept his gifts of love which consisting of intense bullying (with love)

Killer doesn't mind that much. Sure, sometimes he does get slightly annoyed by it, but seeing you smile makes him forget about it. He also seems the type to not confess and prefers to watch you from afar, so it doesn't surprise me that you didn't get his "flirting", since he just clearly favours you (don't say it in front of Kidd though, he might get pissed about it lmao)

Just endless teasing from Nami, we can end it there. You are just so cute, so oblivious, so adorable that she wants to squeeze you! Doesn't mind that much that you don't get it when she is flirting you, she just makes it very hard to not get the hint when she is so straightforward with her feelings, loving to see you getting so embarrassed.

How the fuck did you managed to think that Doflamingo is just being friendly (or nice) is beyond me. But okay. He clearly favours you with; luxurious gifts (even if you try to reject them), his attention only on you, and his not at all subtle flirting. Why should he hide his feelings when he can say time and time again how he likes you and wishes you to be a part of his family, he swears you will make a new beautiful addition.

The same could be said about Crocodile, much to his despise. He clearly favours you over others and doesn't mind flirting to the point of calling you different pet names without shame (I feel like he's the type of calling you doll, pretty face, beauty, etc). More protective of you since your obliviousness, but overall just finds it a charme. Sometimes he wishes you will get the hint though, deeply sighing whatever you comment over how nice Crocodile is.

I feel like Mihawk would be very similar to Killer; just a lot more open with his feelings, his eyebrows frowning whatever you say what good friends you two are when he thought his way of courting you was very obvious but it's not like he minds it that much, he finds it quite cute how clueless you are. More excuses to protect you!

Koby is as bad as you are, so don't worry. He can't fathom the idea that his biggest crush ever has feelings for him, he simply can't accept it. However that doesn't mean he won't stop flirting with you even if you don't it get, he finds it a bit cute to be honest, but he will make sure you get how much his heart beats for you. He is very determined.

This work belongs to @/sevywy, do not repost, translate, copy, rewrite or share on tiktok without my permission. Reblogs are appreciated and encouraged♡

[rickmandowneyjr]

Can you please do Severus x wife!reader where the reader ignores him just to see how he would react but he gets upset because he doesn't know why r is ignoring him so he cooks dinner and ends with Smut. lmao <3

Hmph!

Fluff, Angst(just for a sec), Smut (18+)

Pairing: Severus Snape x Wife!Reader

Warning: NSFW, established relationship, ignoring(?)

Word count: 3012

A/N: Idk I felt like writing some Severus smut :p Also, Sev is arguably ooc, but I felt like he'd be playfully cute with his wife (when they're alone lol). Anyway, hope you like it nonnie! :)

(it's 3am and I keep falling asleep as I try to proof read. So, I'm sorry if there are typos 🙈)

It was 7:30 and you were fresh out of the shower, your towel still wrapped around you and little droplets of water still on your skin. Looking over to the bed, you saw your husband sleeping ever so peacefully. With a small smile on your face, you walked over to your side of the bed. You slowly leaned and... grabbed your pillow, and smacked him in the face, startling him out of his (no longer) undisturbed slumber.

As he sprung up and out of bed, you let out a hearty laugh and said, "Good morning, sleepyhead."

As he looked around the room, squinting, his eyes finally found you and his shoulders slumped as he shut his eyes. He shook his head, and you took in his morning form. He was still in his black pyjama pants, and shirtless (he liked a colder room and though you didn't really mind, you kept the room warm cause who'd pass up on a chance to get Sev shirtless). He ran a hand through his hair, which was messy, but in the best way possible, as he sighed deeply. He slowly opened his eyes and said, "Why on earth did I think getting married was a good idea?"

"Sometimes I wonder the same thing," you sassed back.

He narrowed his eyes at you and you returned the gesture, locking in a staring contest with him. Neither of you was willing to look away. After a minute or so, you felt the need to blink, but you weren't going to lose. No way. You smirked and let your towel slip just a little and Severus' eyes immediately darted to the newly exposed skin.

"I win!" you cheered playfully as you adjusted the towel back into place.

"Hey, that's playing dirty!" He complained, taking two long strides to be right in front of you.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. My hand simply slipped," you said, feigning innocence.

"Sure it did," he rolled his eyes. "That wasn't fair."

You raised an eyebrow, and mimicked his voice and tone to the best of your abilities, "It may have escaped your notice, but life isn't fair."

"You dare use my own words against me, Snape?" He teased before his expression twisted into a weird one. "Saying that with my last name feels odd."

You laughed and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. "Now, how about you let your hand slip again?" He leaned down to kiss you but your hand grabbed his face, gently smushing it as you said, "Nope. Go shower. We're going to be late for breakfast."

He gave you an annoyed look and you glared at him, getting a "...fine," out of him before he walked off towards the bathroom.

Severus Snape. Potions Master of Hogwarts. Dungeon Bat. Double Agent who managed to deceive the greatest wizard of all time. Absolutely terrifying to his students. However, in your eyes? The softest baby to exist, and you loved troubling him. Which is what would be on the agenda for today.

Just as you finished getting ready for the day, so did Severus. He walked up behind you and saw you sport an annoyed expression when he looked at you in the mirror. He slowly wrapped his arms around your waist and said, "Since I'm ready now, do I get my kiss?"

"No," you huffed and pushed his arms off you. "I don't wanna talk to you right now."

Clearly taken aback by the change in behaviour, he asked, "Why? What did I do?"

"Did I say you did something?"

"...no?"

"Exactly. You did nothing," you mumbled. 'I could always become an actor in the muggle world,' you thought, pleased with how convincing you sounded.

"So... Was it because I didn't do something?"

"Severus, contrary to what you might think... My life does not revolve around you."

The confused look on Severus' face nearly made you lose your composure. He looked so adorable as he tried to figure out what had happened. He was perplexed, to say the least. Just half an hour ago, the two of you were messing around and having fun. What happened in the amount of time that he was in the shower?

"So... You're not mad at me?"

"I never said that."

"Then, you're mad at me," he paused to choose how he'd phrase it before he continued, "For something someone else did?"

"What part of this respects 'I don't want to talk to you right now', hmm?" You snapped, not having an actual response because you were spinning quite a ridiculous story.

He contemplated something for a moment, and when he looked you in the eye, you scolded, "And don't even think about using Legilimency on me."

His eyes widened as he threw his arms up, defensively. Taking a few steps back, he opened his mouth to ask you something but decided against it since he didn't want to risk angering you even more. As he turned around, you let a small smile slip, before returning to the frown that you'd have to wear around him for the rest of the day.

You walked past him and out the door, slamming it shut behind you, getting Severus out of his thoughts, and he rushed to follow you.

The walk to the Great Hall was silent and you could feel his eyes on you the whole time. Walking in, you asked for Professor Flitwick to swap seats with you and chose to sit next to Minerva, concerning Severus even further.

As he sat down next to Severus, Filius asked, "Trouble in paradise?"

"Don't," Severus warned, and returned his attention to his plate, getting lost in trying to understand what had happened.

Minerva softly nudged you and asked, "So, what's the issue?"

"Hmm?" You asked, realising she was referring to your change of seat. "Oh, nothing."

"Then why are you sitting with me? Not that I don't love your company..."

"I'm messing with him. He thinks I'm mad at him."

"And you're not?"

"Nah."

"Why, then?" She asked, genuinely curious.

"I don't know. It's just fun to mess with him. Also, we haven't had any sort of argument in a while. It's good to keep things interesting, you know?"

She gave you a confused look and you continued. "Besides, when he realises that I was just joking, the make-up sex will be great," you stated casually, never even looking away from your food.

Not hearing a response from Minerva, you looked up, only to see her giving you an incredulous look, and chuckled.

"Forget I asked," she said, returning her attention back to her own plate.

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Severus was in class, and for the first time in a while, his mind was elsewhere as he taught. After a certain point, he'd found himself unable to explain things without losing his train of thought. He had written his instructions on the board, made sure that they were perfect, and then had told the class to follow them to a T. He sat at his desk with a stack of papers that he knew he wasn't going to grade, letting his mind drift to the morning's incident.

'What did I do? Wait, no. She said it wasn't something I did. Then again, her words made no sense. Was it my "Why did I think getting married was a good idea?" comment? No, we were fine after that. At least, she seemed fine. She was laughing with me so she knew it was a joke. Did I offend her by asking her to let her hand slip? No, she doesn't mind my teasing; quite enjoys it, actually. Did someone tell her that I did something? Did Minerva tell her that I finished her favourite snack?! Well, I got her a new packet, so no.'

The entire class went by with Severus mainly lost in thought, answering a few queries here and there. That was the fashion in which all his lectures would go by, that day. As he finished his last class for the day, he decided that he'd make you a nice dinner to apologise (for what, he'd figure out eventually). He finished all his work and wound up a little earlier than usual.

Entering your room, he swiftly made his way to the kitchen, knowing he had a little over an hour before you got back after a detention with some student. He started on your favourite and with a flick of his wand, he started preparing the living room and dining area. The curtains shut themselves and candles floated into place all around the room.

He finished just in time, with 15 minutes to spare and proceeded to the outside rooms, lighting each candle. As he was lighting the last few candles, you entered, your eyes widening at the sight in front of you.

"What's all this?" You asked.

"I wanted to apologise," he said. You opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off, saying, "Please let me finish." He sighed and continued, "I'll admit I don't know what I did to offend you or hurt you - and believe me when I say that I've been racking my brain all day, wondering what the cause could possibly be. I just know that I love you, and I don't like that I did something to hurt you. So, I'm sorry. When I married you, I made a silent vow that I'd try every day, to be worthy of your love. I have failed that today and-"

You grabbed his face gently as you got on your toes to plant a kiss on his lips, shutting him up.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled softly, and he gave you a confused look. You bit your lip nervously and said, "I was only messing around."

He looked annoyed and relieved at the same time. "I didn't think you'd take me so seriously," you said, motioning to the candle-lit room. He stayed silent and didn't say anything. Feeling the urge to defend yourself, you said, "I mean... In my defence, my explanation was pretty pathetic. I can't believe you actually fell for it." You pouted and his stern expression softened as relief washed over him.

You walked up to him and threw your arms around his neck, pecking his lips gently. His arms wrapped around your waist and he cocked an eyebrow at you as he looked down at you. "However, Mrs. Snape, I cannot let you simply... get away with such behaviour," he said in a suggestive tone as his grip around your waist tightened.

"Is that so?" You played along.

"I'm afraid you must learn that your actions have consequences... the hard way." You could feel your body getting hotter as he spoke, his deep voice making you weak in the knees as always.

"Lemme make it up to you. How does that sound?" You said, tracing your finger along his chest.

He sat down on the couch with his legs spread, and said, "Actions speak louder than words, darling."

A small smile played at your lips as your hands rested on his knees as you sank to yours. You slowly ran your hands up his thighs, finding the waistband and undoing the buttons. His head fell back as your fingers wrapped around his shaft, setting him free. You slowly moved your hand up and down up his length, getting him hard almost instantly. Your thumb circled the head, smearing the precum, and you placed a single kiss as you felt him get impatient.

With his head still leaning back, he glanced at you, reminding you, "You're making it up to me tonight. So, no teasing, love. Now," he said, closing his eyes entirely, "put that pretty little mouth of yours to use for something other than messing with me."

"Yes, sir," you said before wrapping your lips around his thick cock and slowly taking him in farther down your throat with each bob of your head. His eyelids fluttered as a guttural moan escaped him, and you could slowly feel the wetness pooling in your panties.

He straightened up, looking at you with his dark eyes and pupils blown with lust. "Eyes on me," he commanded, and you did as asked, watching him through a few stray strands of your hair as his tip hit the back of your throat. Using his hands, he brushed the hair away from your face and gathered it all in a loose ponytail in one of his large hands.

You hollowed your cheeks out, and one of your hands moved to the base of his shaft, stroking the part that your mouth couldn't please. Your movements were rhythmic, with your lips meeting your fingers and he squirmed in his seat as he fought the urge to buck his hips, which let you know he was close. Sure enough, a minute later he cried out in pleasure as he felt his finish approaching. "Darling, I'm about to-"

He lost his words as he felt you go all the way down on his cock, allowing him to bottom out in your mouth. The pleasure proved to be too overwhelming and you felt hot ropes of his seed coating the walls of your throat. You pulled away, coughing slightly as you tried to catch your breath.

He leaned forward and cupped your face, his thumb wiping the few tears that had escaped your eyes. You leaned into his touch and he breathlessly mumbled, "F-fuck, darling. That was- Are you okay?"

You smiled and bit your lip, giving him a soft nod. His hand on your face moved to the back of your neck, and he pulled you closer, kissing you tenderly. Though you enjoyed it, you gently bit his lip, and slowly increased the pace, adding a sense of urgency to the kiss. His breathing got heavier and he began unbuttoning your shirt. His kisses trailed down your neck, finding every bit of newly exposed skin. He moved away and pulled you onto the sofa, next to him. Leaning you back against the armrest, his arms slid down your sides, quickly sliding your pants off.

He eyed you hungrily; you in your lacy lingerie. He licked his lips as his fingers hooked into the waistband, yanking them off in such a hurry that you swore you heard a little rip.

"You're dripping," he observed.

He leaned over you, one hand steadying him and the other swiftly unclasping your bra before he discarded it. His mouth latched itself onto one of your peaks, his tongue swirling around it as his hand trailed down to your heat, and his thumb circled your clit. A breathy moan escaped you as a finger entered you while his mouth sucked and softly bit your nipple before providing the other with similar attention.

Biting down on your nipple, he simultaneously inserted another finger into your soaking cunt, earning a gasp from you. He pulled away from you, his digits still fucking you, painfully slow. You bit down on your lip, holding off your whining for him to increase the pace. He peppered soft kisses along your jaw, stopping at your ear. His hot breath sends goosebumps all over your body as he said, "Let me hear you, little one."

His thumb pressed against your bundle of nerves and you threw your head back as a loud moan escaped you. His mouth immediately met yours, and your tongues swirled around messily.

"There we go," he praised in between the sloppy kiss. "Just like that, darling."

He could feel you begin to squirm as your orgasm inched closer and promptly pulled his fingers out, resulting in an audible whine coming from you. He tutted as he reminded you that you were in no position to complain. Before you could protest, he'd lined his cock up with your entrance and pinned your wrists, pushing in roughly and triggering a high-pitched shriek of pleasure. He started thrusting, slowly and lazily, making you writhe in his grip.

He chuckled at your desperation as you finally gave in a pleaded, "Faster, Sev. Please."

"Why? Don't you enjoy it when I mess around?" He teased

"I get your point. I'm sorry," you mumbled breathlessly. He cocked his eyebrow before humming in approval and saying, "Alright. Apology accepted."

"Great. Now fuck my brains out, please."

He just laughed as he released his grip on your wrists, holding your hips instead; he raised your hips, changing the angle he was hitting you at. "Why didn't you say so, sooner?" Was all he said before he increased the pace, pounding into you ruthlessly. You screamed at the feeling, mumbling incoherent words as your orgasm began building up once again.

The room was filled with a mixture of sounds: Severus' skin slapping against yours, your mumbling, and his laboured breathing. It didn't take long for you to come, but Severus didn't let up. He continued ramming his head against your cervix, making you cry out in pain and pleasure all at once. You rode out your high as he fucked you, and he came just as you were coming off it. He emptied himself inside you before pulling out and setting you down. He leaned against the other armrest, trying to catch his breath as you panted, too.

After a few minutes of silence, he spoke up, his gaze still fixed on the ceiling.

"Shall we eat? I feel like we've worked up an appetite," he chuckled.

"You know I love you, right?" You asked.

"What?"

"Earlier," you sighed, "You mentioned that you felt like you weren't worthy of my love."

Severus continued staring at the ceiling, not finding the words to explain himself to you. You eyed him as you said, "You are more than worthy, Severus Snape. You deserve the world and I'm sorry if I haven't made that clear enough. I definitely won't let that happen again."

Severus was about to counter you when you cut him off unintentionally. "Now that all that sappy stuff is out of the way..." you said.

His head snapped in your direction as he felt your tongue run along the length of his cock. "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning you up?" you mumbled with his cock still in your mouth.

"What about dinner?"

"It's cold, already. It can wait," you stated as you began stroking him, getting him hard once again. "Besides, you can't expect someone to pay attention to dinner when dessert is right in front of them."

His head fell back as you bobbed yours slowly and he let out a deep sigh.

"Oh, Merlin."

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p.s. (more like s.p. cause shameless promo lol) - I released a new Severus Snape x Reader fic called "Severendipitous Love". Check it out! It's gonna be smutty, fluffy, funny(imo) and badass with a splash of angst. It's out on Wattpad and AO3 (links in this post). Okie, I'm done. Thanks for reading!

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