#and fighting fire with fire is not gonna help

[moonlight-canavalia]

Pairing: Geto Suguru x Reader/Self-Insert

CW: 18+, P in V Sex, Possessive Geto, Stalking, Dirty Talking, Petnames, Teasing, Chasing in Woods

WC: 5,918

Summary: Geto swore that he fell in love with you from the moment he first saw you. But in his mind the definition of love gets twisted, the love he feels runs deep and so intense it would burn your skin from a mere touch. The problem with it is this impending sense of urgency to protect you and shield you from the world. A gem like you must be protected at all costs. That's why he has to worm his way into your life, gently. But what happens the moment he finally gets you alone in a remote place?

Falling for the popular, sweet and charming man at your college shouldn’t have ended like this. With you running through the woods, the bottom of your feet getting cut up and you screaming so loud for help your throat felt like it was on fire.

Mistake number one you made was thinking you could outsmart him and this game he had. He wasn't gonna let you go that easily. Not after all the trouble he went for you. This was Geto Suguru's favorite part of all this.

The chase.

He wanted this, craved this. The way you made his blood pump was addicting. He’s the hunter and you’re the prey.

Letting you get a good distance between you and his cabin. Little did you know that during this time of the year the other cabins were empty. Most owners only come a few times a year to vacation. This is why he waited until now to start his entire plan of bringing you here. He didn't want anyone to intrude on his fun. He knew these woods like the back of his hands, he wanted you to run and hide. To try your best.

Geto had been studying you for a year now, mannerism, friends, routine; everything. He wanted to know it all. He'd been slowly weaving his way into your daily life and you welcomed him with arms wide open. You looked so sweet, he wanted you for himself ever since he first saw you. This world is such a cruel place, he had to protect you. Even if that meant protecting you from yourself and locking you up for himself.

There wasn’t anything out of the ordinary with Geto, not that you ever noticed. He was always so sweet and kind to everyone, so helpful; and very popular amongst the girls at college. But he was never one to pursue just anyone, that's what took you by surprise. Geto could have anyone he wanted, without a doubt, so when you were the one to catch his eye, you couldn’t resist falling for him. Memorizing your schedule, getting you food and drinks, meeting your friends, everyone loved him. Your friends get on well with him and his friend group. It really felt like a dream. That’s why you immediately gave him a ‘yes’ when he asked you if you wanted to spend a weekend with just him, in his family's cabin.

You two had officially been dating for 2 months now, what better way to celebrate that than a getaway with just the both of you.

The drive up the mountains was silent, Geto focusing on the road while you are captivated by the scenery around. The green, yellow, orange colored trees mixing in with the gray colored sky is a beautiful sight. Bringing your attention to your boyfriends features you can’t fight the urge to just admire him. Sensing your eyes on him he speaks in a teasing voice “d’you you like what you see, pretty girl?.”

Looking away feeling heat creep up your neck, you didn’t notice Geto had moved one of his hands, and he was now resting it up on yours. Bringing your hand up to his lips he leaves a kiss on your knuckles. You can’t resist the big smile that adorns your face.

For the rest of the car ride nothing else is said, music softly playing on the radio now. Admiring the views up the mountain. Rain started, gently at first, raindrops decorating the road and car windows. The way they distorted the landscape around made it look like a watercolor painting.

As more time went by the harder raindrops fell, thunder crackling in the sky above. Not affecting your mood or Suguru’s, you think of it as white noise.

Lost faraway in your own thoughts filled with contempt you can’t start to imagine what your sweet boyfriend is thinking of.

Geto’s mind is plagued with thoughts about what will happen tonight. He’ll make you his tonight and he’s so sure of it. The urge he’s fighting back to just park the car at the edge of the woods surrounding the road and stripping you naked is getting harder and harder. He can’t wait to feel your cunt clamping down on his cock; imagining the noises you’re gonna make have him biting his lip to hide the moan that wants to escape. Feeling somewhat bad about his thoughts as his pants feel tighter, he takes a quick glance at you –you're just looking out the window– you look so innocent…he just wants to ruin it.

Finally , you’ve arrived at your destination. It’s nighttime already, the full moon high up casting its white glow over the trees.

“Stay here while I go in and turn the lights on, baby”

The yellow warm hues of the light posts outside keep you company while Geto makes his way inside. Taking a look around you, you notice how dark and thick the surrounding woods are — eerily quiet too— the only thing being heard is the sizzling sound of the rain hitting the ground. You can make out some other cabins scattered here and there, but none have a light on..

‘Looks like no one else is around’ you think to yourself.

While lost in thought you hadn’t noticed Geto stepping out of the cabin. When you turn to look out your window you see him standing there. One hand in his pocket and the other holding an umbrella he must have found inside. Opening the door for you he asks –smirking– “See something interesting.”

Putting your hand on your chest to try and calm the rapid beating of your heart from the unintentional jump scare, you give him an awkward laugh. “You just scared me there, but I was just looking around. I got curious.”

Chuckling at your answer he gives you his hand to guide you inside.

“Come on baby, be careful I don’t want you getting wet” –adding under his breath– “not this type at least”

Tilting your head up to take a better look at him asking “What was that Suguru?”

Kissing the top of your head, throwing an arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to him he gives you one of his pretty smiles and that’s enough to make you forget whatever was said.

Getting inside quickly you both start taking off your shoes to not track any mud inside the house. When you go to take off your jacket, you feel Suguru’s big hands lay on your shoulders, halting your movements.

“Let me help you” he whispers next to your ear.

Helping you shrug your jacket off, he slides his hands up and down your figure. Feeling his warm hands makes you shiver and you hope he doesn’t notice.

But he does. He notices everything that has to do with you.

“Is my girl cold? Or just nervous. Hm? ” He speaks in a teasing tone.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” Is all you mutter as you cross your arms turning to look directly at him.

“You look so intimidating,” –he chortled sarcastically– “such a cutie.”

Rolling your eyes you wait for him to put the jackets away. Unsure of where to go, even though it’s just you two you wait on him to give you permission to look around the cabin.

“C’mon let me show you around” grabbing your hand he leads the way.

That’s how you end up in his bed. Big floor to ceiling windows looking out at the woods. Rain pelting the glass windows as thunder roars outside. Clothes already coming off, desperate touches and groans between you two. The only light in the room comes from the lightning illuminating the sky ever so often.

Kissing down your throat, groping one of your still covered breasts while using the other one to keep himself stabilized he looks at you with wild eyes. At last you’re under him, he’s touching your body, he’s the one causing your heart to beat so fast against your ribcage, small mewls escaping your pretty mouth, he finally gets to have you.

Feeling his warm lips on your neck gently sucking, you know you’re gonna have to cover up some marks. But right now you can’t bring yourself to care about appearances. You know girls want to be you every time they see Suguru doting on you, handing you gifts, showing you off, giving you kisses every time he could. A hand always around you, he always needed to be touching you someway. It thrilled you how dedicated he is to you, even giving you space when you felt too overwhelmed. It was your first real relationship, of course you wanted everything to be perfect, but it didn’t shake off the feeling of not being enough for him. So what better opportunity for him to make you understand what you meant to him, a trip alone together was perfect. He had eyes for no one else, you were a Goddess amongst men, a treasure, his treasure .

Shoving his tongue past your mouth in a sloppy, desperate kiss.

“Can I take off your shirt?” he asks, panting as if he had run a marathon. Pausing to take a deep breath you nod your head. Groaning as he sees more of your uncovered body you bring your hands up almost instinctively covering up. But Geto’s even quicker stopping your hands. “Don’t cover, not from me baby, I want to see you . Look I’ll leave your bra on for now” he says in a teasing tone while pulling on the band resting at your back. Bringing himself up to rest on his heels he makes work of taking off your pants, leaving you in your underwear.

Big hands resting on either of your calves he makes you spread your legs to accommodate his muscular build. Resting on his stomach, he brings his mouth near your throbbing heat. Feeling his warm tongue run up and down your clothed cunt, the mess of your essence and his saliva is making your mind go crazy. Grinding yourself against his mouth, he laughs. It’s sloppy the way he makes out with you there, while your legs shake wanting him to pull away the offending fabric keeping you from his mouth. Toes curling, and small whines of his name and ‘please’ here and there has him planting quick pecks over your still covered pussy. Staring at the wet mess in what little light there is has him burying his face deeper into you. Inhaling your sweet intoxicating scent.

“S-suguru what are you…”

“Fuck, you even smell sweet. You’re just the sweetest little thing ever. And all mine. I bet this pussy tastes divine.”

Your lovely boyfriend usually avoids cursing around you, so hearing him speak his mind so freely stirs a fire in you.

“I bet you want more” he says, moving your pantie to the side “and I’m gonna give it to you, don’t worry your pretty little head.” Tilting his head to the side, resting it on his fist, he uses his pointer finger first. Dragging it up and down your wet cunt collecting your essence. Focusing on your little nub, adding some pressure while he draws lazy circles, he slips two fingers in you. Resting now on his elbows he uses one hand to finger you, not taking his eyes off of the mess you’re making on his hand.

Oh he really can’t let you go. You’re too helpless, this world is too dangerous for such a treasure like yourself. There’s no escaping him now. You’ll finally be his completely. Mind, body and soul. Everything of yours will belong to him just like he belongs to you.

Diving in the warmth of his mouth surprises you. Puckering his lips lightly sucking your clit between his lips. You’re squeaking in embarrassment while he’s moaning at the fact that he finally tastes you.

“S-sugu—aahh fuck” you try pushing his head off, embarrassment creeping in at his lewd acts.

Suguru does not like it one bit. He’s been so patient, not wanting to push you to do anything you didn’t want. He’s not going to let you ruin this for him. Just because you’re a little embarrassed.

He just started how else are you going to take his cock if he doesn’t prep you with at least one orgasm first.

Grunting at your weak attempts to get him off he stretches his hands to grab yours— “Don’t” comes his stern voice.

Interlacing your fingers between his, he gently squeezes reassuring you this was fine.

His free hand is rubbing small circles on your hip. Gently he starts trailing kisses between your thighs, lightly nipping your soft skin between his teeth. Not enough pressure to cause you pain; just enough to have you shuddering waiting for his lips to be against where you most want him.

Letting go of your hand he rubs your legs,the warmth of his palms spreading all over your lower parts, bringing his hands to the back of your knees. Pushing your legs towards your chest, the wind is suddenly knocked out of you. His ravenous gaze focusing solely on your slick covered pussy. Silently he collects a glob of spit in his mouth and lets it fall over your cunt. The warmth of it surprises you. Feeling so dirty you start whining calling out to him. But all Suguru does is shush you. Letting one of your legs go he spreads your folds apart with his free hand, feeling your warmth and skin under his fingers, your most sensitive parts and you’re letting him. Trusting him this much. It almost makes Suguru sentimental.

Dragging two fingers inside your quivering sex your boyfriend starts slowly, just to pull those tiny gasps and small moans from you. He wanted to draw this out but your hips seem to have a mind of their own. Grounding your sopping cunt against his fingers. He’s shocked at how much you’re enjoying this. His hand has stilled, you’re doing all the work now, his pants feel tighter and tighter with each passing second. He can’t help the loud groan that escapes his lips, immediately removing his fingers from inside you, stealing your high, that was so close. A few more seconds and you would have jumped off to the waves of pleasure. But you can’t process it for more than a few seconds. Getos lips have replaced his hands. Sucking, licking and slurping your cunt like it’s his last meal. You feel his wet hand grabbing on to your thigh, it’s almost painful. Blunt nails digging into your soft flesh. But the pleasure he’s making you feel is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. You feel the incoming waves of pleasure getting nearer, that band inside you getting tighter at the verge of snapping. What pushes you over the edge is Getos desperate “please cum baby, please cum, need you to.”

That whiny tone in his voice makes your eyes roll to the back of your head.

So desperate, just wanting your pleasure is all it takes to have you finally seeing stars. Like a taut band finally snapping, your back arches off the mattress, almost screaming with immeasurable pleasure. Writhing from the force of your orgasm.

Gasping for air you bring your hands to cover your eyes. A little embarrassed about everything that occurred. It was the first time Geto and you were intimate in any way. Your heart is still beating loudly, when you hear Suguru chuckling

Caging you under his body, he pecks both of your hands “are you okay?”

All you offer back is a nod.

“Come on baby, use your words so I know you’re okay. And please look at me.”

Taking a deep breath you finally look at him. Both of you smile. Burying one of your hands in his hair while the other one is wrapped around his shoulders you bring him closer to you. Wanting to kiss him and he gives it to you. Resting his body weight on you, he ruts his hips against yours. His boxers are covered in precum and your arousal. The heat between you two is almost suffocating, an all consuming need to be closer with one another. Rain outside pelts against the windows, but inside yours and Geto’s little bubble all that is heard is the sound of your lips smacking against one anothers. Small moans littered here and there.

Biting his bottom lip he groans, enjoying the small pain mixed with that vice grip you have of his hair. Making his way down to your neck he litters it with hot, opened mouthed kisses.

”You look so pretty under me, I wanna know how you look on top now. Can we make that happen princess? Can we, please? You’re just so pretty and sweet.” he speaks slowly and low near your ear in a raspy tone. Low moan escaping his mouth at his own words, hand raking down your body. Mapping and memorizing every bump and curve his hands roam over.

“You're taking these off tho” he says, leaving a quick peck below your earlobe. A second of confusion washed over you before you processed what he’s doing. Making himself comfortable spreading his legs on either side of you, trapping you under him. Palming his erection “go on baby, help me out” gesturing to his black briefs.

Big doe eyes looking back at him, the heat radiating off of his body unto yours is almost suffocating.The remnants of your prior orgasm still thruming through your body. You want–no, you need more of it, of him. Suguru can easily become addicting to anyone near him. The sound of his sweet but commanding voice, his presence, his words can make even the most defiant person pliable to his whims. His lips curl at your almost timid face.

Chuckling to himself – “Okay, I’ll do it baby, don’t worry.”

But the moment he reaches to his sides, you stop him. Bashfully stating you’re going to do it. Raising his eyebrow he just raises his hands in an almost surrendering way. You loop your fingers on his waist band. Taking in a small shuddering breath you pull them down, finally freeing his confined cock. You don't know what comes over you, witnessing his thick cock hit his stomach just snaps something in you. With one hand you grab his cock and with the other you push his hip. Hoping he gets the signal; and of course he did. He’s not dumb.

“It’s fine baby we can do that another time” he voices almost hesitantly. There’s no doubt he wants to fuck your mouth. But he’s desperate to be inside you, he just wanted to tease you a bit more before. He’s thrilled that you initiated this though. The raven haired man has spent countless nights fisting his cock to the thought of your lips wrapped around his girth. However he still wanted to let you know you didn’t have to do it. He wasn’t so sure how much he could hold back. It was really up to you.

“Please”

Perversely saccharine is the tone presented in the simple word you spoke. On-brand for Suguru since he met you, he gives in without much of a fight.

“Just let me know if I get carried away, pretty girl.” he tells you while leaning one hand against the bed's headboard. Getting comfortable, getting his cock closer to your mouth.

“Yeah” you say meekly.

Suguru hisses at the warm feeling of your tongue. Fighting his urges to just sink all of his inches down your throat. Pushing those thoughts to the back of his head; he focuses on the kitten licks you’re giving him. Not wanting to push you too quickly or make you uncomfortable, he lets you set the pace.

You, with your shining eyes, looking up at him, you let your curious mouth start trailing kisses against his flushed warm tip. Pre-cum covering his length. –Suguru is surprised with how much is coming out. That’s how riled up you get him. Nervously but sure of what you desire. Opening your mouth, wrapping your soft lips around his tip, you gently suckle. Throwing his head back you take it as a sign to take a little more into your mouth. Cautiously Geto moves forward, resting his hand more firmly on the headboard so you can access more of him. You appreciate it, that way you don't have to keep raising your head as much. Bobbing your head up and down to the best of your abilities he’s losing the last of his restraints. The slurping sounds are obscene, the feeling of your nails digging against his thighs are maddening. Wanting more he unknowingly starts moving his hips forward, the sound of you suddenly gagging brings him back.

Bucking his hips back —“ Fuck , fuck , I’m sorry baby”

You just smile up at him, small tears at the corner of your eyes, he hears your hoarse voice say “it’s okay.” Before you get the opportunity to continue your previous ministrations, he moves between your legs.

“I think she’s ready now, hm? Don’t you think so, pretty girl?” he questions you in a syrupy sweet voice, while he drags two fingers between your folds and inserts them gently. “Look at how easy they go in.”

“S-suguru, stop teasing and put it in already.” you say in a whiny voice. And who was he to deny you any longer. Removing his fingers, he makes it a show how wet you are by flashing the webbing of your essence between his fingers as he makes a V shape. Coating his cock in your essence, while looking directly at you. Even with the embarrassment flooding your entire body you do not break eye contact with him. There's no hiding from his sharp eyes.

Crawling up your body, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. He assures you he’s going to be gentle. Slowly Geto starts inching his cock in you. Giving you time to adjust to his size. Placing a soft kiss on your forehead he whispers words of encouragement. His shoulders are shaking as he fights his desperation to move like an animal against you. No matter how desperate he is for you, he’s not about to hurt you or make it uncomfortable.

Once he’s fully inside he lets out a choked sound. Enveloped in your warmth now it takes all of his strength not to fuck you into the mattress. Closing his eyes he tries to level his breathing, what brings him back is the feeling of your hands on the sides of his face. Your touch feather light against his warm skin. Looking down at you he smiles before he gently starts rocking his hips against yours. His jet black hair is everywhere around you both as he looms over you. Suguru wants this to be memorable for the both of you. The bed creaks under the both of you, giving an edge to the room and rain going on outside. The mess of tangled limbs and desperate moans reaching every corner of the room. Lost in these new sensations your bodies are going through together you don’t even remember ending up on top of him. But he’s not about to start complaining.

“That’s it sweetheart, keep bouncing on my cock” he says with one hand resting comfortably behind his head.

Your thighs felt on fire, movement going slower than before. “Tired” you say hiding your face in the crook of his neck, hips coming to a stop. You sound sweeter than honey, and he can’t help but want to baby you and take care of all your needs and wants. But not without a bit of teasing first, it’s just in his nature.

“Aw my baby is tired” Suguru spoke in his always soft, caring, voice. Kissing the side of your head he instructs you to sit up again. When you start whining that you’re tired he gives your ass a hard spank. “I told you to sit up, not to do anything else, now did I? You gotta listen better.”

You feel his hands come down rubbing your back, squeezing your hips, signaling you to sit up. Once you do as he instructed you feel his hold on you tighten even more. A bruising strength behind his large hands, you know his fingertips will leave indents marked behind on your soft skin. His strength always throws you off, it’s always there, but you sometimes forget just how strong Suguru is. He plants his feet flat and firm on the bed, and starts thrusting up into you. His ironclad hold on you moving you up and down just how he wanted. He’s using you as his own personal fleshtoy. And you can’t bring yourself to care. Too lost in the overpowering sensation. Your moans mixing with the sound of the wild thunder and rain just outside. He wants to keep his noises down to a minimum, just wanting to drown in everything that has to do with you. Your sounds, the way you’re making him feel, how warm you are, the wild look in your face — he gets glimpses of when lightning strikes outside.

Your bodies move in sync against one another, as if your bodies already know each other. Suguru recognizes that he’s at the tipping point of his orgasm, and from how hard you’re gripping him, you're right there with him.

Head feeling light with the impending feeling of your orgasm, planting your hands harshly on his chest, nails digging into his skin leaving a pink trail in their wake.

“That’s it baby, mark me.” your boyfriend utters between sharp inhales as you let your hips rise and fall on his cock. The sweet feeling of being stretched and full is inescapable. Your words seem to be stuck in your throat as you start rolling your hips. That previous ache and burning sensation you felt earlier is gone. Rutting desperately against one another he throws his head back against the mess of pillows, groaning while your screams get higher and higher in pitch.

The intensity of your shared orgasm has you both clinging to one another, hips involuntary moving. No words are spoken for a few minutes, the only sound enveloping the room is your ragged breath calming down with the rain outside. Running his hand up your back, he tangles his long fingers in your hair, angling your face towards his to kiss you. The kiss is messy, teeth clashing, biting one another in an almost animalistic way.

Once the mess of body fluids feels like too much on your skin, you break the kiss. He chases after more in an almost desperate way; and you have to tell him you want to take a shower. Carrying you to the bathroom, he tells you to give the shower a second so the hot water kicks in. Taking a quick glance over his body you see the evidence of your previous activities over his body. Your nails left scratched, his hair has knots and he’s covered in sweat.

“You really like what you see, pretty girl. Can’t stop looking can you? Don’t worry I’m not going anywhere.” He teases, while walking up to you, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers with his. Bringing your hand up to his mouth he leaves a kiss and tugs you gently with him to the shower.

Suguru’s hands feel amazing against your skin as he helps you shower. His caresses are gentle and meaningful; no ulterior motive. Just utter devotion as a thank you for finally trusting him enough to give your body to him. Washing your hair he asks if he’s using an okay amount of pressure, if he’s going too fast or too slow for you. At your assuring words that he’s doing “amazing” you let yourself be pampered. Returning the same care and gesture you wash him and his hair too. The little bubble of warmth feels like a dream, one you don’t want to wake up from.

You would have never thought a great night would change for the worse in the span of an hour. From a dream to a nightmare, Suguru’s possessive behavior making an entrance like never before. Now that he had you mind, body and soul he couldn't just let you go. A short conversation with him letting you know who he doesn’t want around you anymore has sirens blasting in your mind. As he kept going on about how people look at you, how they want you, how you could get hurt if he’s not there because you are “so defenseless”, you grew uncomfortable. Voicing him your worries and how you’ll be fine and how your friends could be trusted didn’t sit right with him. Your anger got the best of you, starting a shouting match with him, you tell him to take you back home. How you don’t want to deal with “whatever this is” right now you see something in him snap. His tender loving gaze was replaced by something you can’t quite explain. Suguru’s eyes seem devoid of all the light and warmth you are so used to.

“Suguru, if you don’t take me home, I’ll walk back.” You try to threaten, but the shakiness in your voice gives you away. You're not sure where you are, you don’t have the first clue as to how to get back. He knows this, that’s why he raises his not breaking eye contact and laughs.

“Since I love you so much, I’ll give you a head start. Run baby, start running. Let’s see how far you can get.” the ever confident male says, taunting you.

It’s cute to him. The way your eyes fill with tears, opened wide. Suguru Geto will catch you. He knows these woods like the back of his hand. Wearing his once charming smile he starts counting.

“One,two,three — Ya know… I’m being polite. ” he says, wearing a diabolical smile.

That’s where it started clicking to your frozen —by fear— body. He’s serious. Run away, get as far away from him as possible.

Panic sets in looking everywhere, you’re in a place you haven’t been before, you really don’t know where you are. Just wearing a thin nightgown you start running, without a clear direction in mind. Screaming for help, but no one would hear you. You two were alone.

The ground beneath your feet is wet and cold. Rocks digging themselves under you, but with adrenaline pumping through your veins, you don’t feel how they’re cutting your soles. Tree branches scratching your exposed arms, you don’t register the cuts and bruises starting to adorn your body. Your lungs feel like they are on fire. Feeling like a fish out of water with how quick your breathes are, your heart beats harder each passing second. A sense like it's going to come out of your chest at any moment. You have to keep pushing yourself, there has to be help somewhere. Someone has to be near enough to hear your pleading.

“Keep running” is what you keep commanding yourself to do.You aren’t sure how long you’ve been running for anymore. Your body feels flushed, your head dizzy, affecting your eyesight.

Thunder lighting the skies above you with the earth rumbling with the immense sounds of thunder. Realization suddenly hits you, how deep have you wandered into the woods? There hasn't been one animal seen, the storm could have them hiding. But not seeing even a deer or running rabbit frightened you. What other types of dangers are hiding here. Isn’t the lack of animals a sign of even bigger danger?

You should’ve taken this as a sign of what a big threat he was. —Suguru Geto had an aura around him that could send anyone or anything away.— The stillness of it all while the storm grew its strength, added more fear to your already trembling body. Wanting to buy yourself some time to think you hide behind the biggest tree you see. Sizing it up quickly you disregard the idea of climbing it. There’s no tree branch low enough for you to grab and aid your way up with. You’re not about to hug it with how wide it is and risk a potential fall. Broken bones, a storm, and Suguru looking for you? No.

Suguru…

His face suddenly rushes to the forefront of your mind. Was there something you overlooked? Did he ever give off any warning signs of who he really was?

Did he even keep his word and let you have a head start? Is he still waiting at the edge of the woods?

Or is he silently watching you from a distance?

Your ears start to ring, shivering, you feel your head start to spin, tasting bile at the back of your throat. Taking quick and shallow breaths.

You’re hyperventilating .

Straightening your back against the tree bark you feel its rough texture digging itself into your skin. Nightgown getting caught in it. Trying to regulate your breathing, you search in your head any reasoning for what is happening. It’s a nightmare . It has got to be a nightmare. As you dig your fingers deep into your scalp, tugging at your roots the stinging sensation only serves as a reminder that this is real .

Spiraling thinking about every interaction you’ve had with Geto since the first time you saw him, he pursued you, he went out of his way to be your friend, then your boyfriend. Everybody adored him. How did it turn into this? There had always been something weird surrounding him. But nothing that would have let you believe you’d be going through this shit . He was a tad too overprotective. Yet not enough to raise red flags or have any alarms going off around you.

This wasn’t fair.

Not really surprising, but Suguru had gone after you, after waiting a few minutes. He did stand true to his word, giving you enough time to create a distance between you two before he started his chase.

But you need this moment to think about your next move.

Something snapped and that grabbed your attention, frantically looking around you don’t see any sign of him.

But the moment you go to move, you feel something press behind you. Dark eyes meeting with your wide ones “wrong move” he says, wrapping his big arms around you. Holding you against his chest. “Look at you now, you got all dirty and hurt. See what I meant when I said I need to keep you safe?” You try kicking and scratching him, but it doesn’t seem to faze him. His sheer strength and the realization that he can hurt you if he desires is soul crushing.

“Let me carry you back” he whispers against your ear “don’t try anything else. I don’t want you getting into more trouble.”

All you can bring yourself to muster up is a nod. The raw feeling of your throat is preventing you from screaming more. Feeling his lips against your hair you recoil, but Suguru doesn’t say a thing. Carrying you bridal style back to the cabin. You’re not sure of what’s going on inside his head right now, what’s his thought process or plans. He just seems content to have you in his arms.

You’ll need to think of something to escape.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work!

Do not repost or translate my words.

Divider by anitalenia

[arcane-ish]

What do we call this? Headcanons? Plotbunnies? Wishful thinkings?

Since I full expect Arcane to not give me the timebomb I want, I'm just gonna write how it would pan out in my perfect world.

Ekko gets spit out by HexCore and the Jinx worship is already in full swing. He's fucking pissed. He's so pissed he puts his mask on (to contain his emotions) and she sort of snarkily tells him who is he kidding with that mask, to just take it off. He takes it off and she can see how emotional he is and then they have an angry heart to heart (with like Jinx saying it's not her fault, the whole revolutionizing sort of came to her). Ekko is upset, because he worries about his people, but he also maybe senses that it's too late to put the genie back into the bottle and he isn't sure how to feel about it. *

In my head there is a dream/fanfiction scene where Ekko's tree gets burned down and he basically runs into the fire/destruction. Jinx is there sort of staring at it. It's not her place to intervene because they don't have that kind of relationship. But right before he can seriousy injure himself she pulls off her gun and shoots at his feet. He stops, turns around, goes "wtf", runs for her and they tussle/fight again, but the aim is achieved to get his attention elsewhere. There is arguging and snarling involved in the fight. *

Maybe after they pull apart again he's all "that's it, I'm gonna kill Caitlyn". And Jinx stops him. Because while she's all in favor of killing Caitlyn, she kind of likes him being the moral one. (plus hating Caitlyn is her job). Ekko relents once he realizes that that's what she is doing and switches to "okay, we'll get her and bring her down a peg" and they team up. *

I kind of want a scene where Ekko is helping people who have been injured in an attack and Jinx maybe dons her cape to do the same and do it anonymously. Like in the past she would have had to hide herself because people hate and fear her and maybe now it's because she's too much of a celebrity and now people always want something from her. They share a quiet look of understanding/temporary ceasefire from arguing about it. ***

Yes, I realize that exactly none of that will happen because the writers refuse to give Ekko the sceentime, character arc and point of view he deserves. (for example, I so wanna see Ekko seek out pitfighter Vi and just enjoying being the younger one again: of course in my perfect word both Jinx and Ekko show up to one of Vi's fights, stare at her and just marvel together at how fucked up she is) But I can at least write it down.

[madangel19]

Heyyy can a pwetty pwease have prompt 20: bath sex on the smut prompt list with dewdrop and mist (dew reciving maybe? 👀)

Love you, thank youuuuu

Ooo, I've never written Dewdrop and Mist together. This should be real interesting ;3

Summary: It's been a week since Dewdrop changed from water to fire and he refuses to go anywhere near water, especially when bathing. Mist decides to step up and help him.

Contains: Angst from Dewdrop transitioning from water to fire, handjob, anal sex, premature ejaculation, trans!Mist (she has a tentacle dick), Dewdrop being a very good boy for Mist

Word Count: 1283

“Let go of me! I don’t need a fucking bath!”

“It’s been a week, Dew. You need it.”

Dewdrop growled and tried to break free from the ghoulette, but she had an iron grip on his arm as she dragged him down the hall. There was no escaping her.

It had been an absolutely hellish week with him transitioning from water to fire and taking a bath was the last thing on his mind. He didn’t want anything to do with what he previously adored. He could just groom himself, but after a few days, he noticed a smell and so did his pack mates. No amount of grooming would get rid of that awful stench, but there was no way he was going anywhere near water. 

“I can’t take a bath, Mist. It’ll kill me,” Dewdrop whined, his hand glowing as he gripped Mist’s arm. Steam hissed where he touched her, but she still kept a tight grip on him, growling softly. 

“It won’t hurt you, Dew. I promise nothing bad is gonna happen,” the ghoulette grumbled as she pulled him into the bathroom where a bath was already made for him. 

A multitude of inviting smells filled the air as Dewdrop sniffed. He could pick up on lavender and sea salt. Smells that he always enjoyed during his time as a water ghoul. He took one look at the water that was a mix of lavender and icy blue and felt a multitude of conflicting emotions. A part of him wanted to just jump in and relax while another was screaming at him to stay away no matter what. He was fire now. Fire had to stay away from water, but he was water. No, he used to be water and now the clergy had him change. Thinking about this just made his head hurt.

“Now, are you gonna undress and get in or do I have to help you?” Mist said, placing her hands on her hips as she glared daggers at him. There was no use fighting her. If Aether were here, he would have more of an advantage over him. 

Dewdrop looked at the bath and then back at Mist and he groaned, grinding his teeth together as smoke curled from his mouth. There really was no way out of this…unless he got some kind of nice reward from the ghoulette.

“If I get in, will you…join me?” He asked, his tail beginning to wag behind him excitedly. 

Mist raised a brow at him before she smirked at him playfully. 

“Of course, Droplet. Someone’s gotta help you get nice and clean. Now, undress and get in the tub,” she ordered while unbuttoning her top and taking it off. Dewdrop couldn’t help but stare at her tits before he chirped and quickly began undressing. 

Once undressed, Dewdrop avoided looking at himself in the mirror before hesitantly stepping closer to the steaming bath. He wanted to scream and run, but if he was a good boy and got in, Mist would reward him.

“You can do this, Dew. You’ll feel much better when you’re clean,” Mist said, her voice softer. 

Dewdrop felt like he was about to burst into tears as he slowly dipped his glowing claws into the water. Steam curled up into the air with a hiss, the water bubbling around his claws. It was an odd sensation. Dewdrop cocked his head at the reaction. A part of him wanted to see more. 

“You’re doing so good, Dew. Get in,” Mist said, rubbing his back with cool fingers. 

Dewdrop took a deep breath and exhaled, blowing a smoke ring into the air before slowly stepping into the bath. The water bubbled and hissed around him as he slid into the hot water. It was perfect. He had no idea it would feel this good.

“Holy shit,” he murmured, looking up at Mist who smiled down at him proudly. She was naked. So very very naked.

“I knew you could do it, Droplet. Is it nice and warm?” She asked, stepping closer and dipping a claw into the water. 

“Sure is. Can…Can you join me now?” Dewdrop asked, his whole body growing warm as he thought of how he would reward her for being such a good boy.

“Of course, Droplet,” Mist purred, stepping into the bath and sinking in with a happy chirp. 

The ghoulette submerged herself entirely before rising from the lavender-blue water, her dark hair pooling around her. Dewdrop couldn’t stop himself from staring at her again. It had been so long since they had swam together. He missed this. 

“Let’s get you cleaned up now. C’mere,” Mist crowed, grabbing several bottles of shampoo and body wash. Dewdrop frowned. He always hated this part of bathing, but he had to be good for her. 

Dewdrop moved closer to her and turned around once he was in the right position. He wasn’t going to let her see his sour expression while she cleaned him. Mist made quick work of washing his hair and his body. Dewdrop only closed his eyes, thinking of his nice reward once he was able to get through this. 

His thoughts were interrupted when Mist ran her cool fingers along his belly. They were going lower and lower, making him shiver softly as the ghoulette pulled him closer to her body. He could feel her tentacle slither out from her slit. Mist moved her hips, letting it press against his back as her fingers went lower.

“You’ve been such a good boy for me, Droplet. You did so good getting into the bath and now you’re all clean,” she whispered in his ear while caressing his already erect cock. Dewdrop bit his lip, tears of pleasure welling up in his eyes. This all felt amazing. Beyond amazing due to the heat building up within him. 

Sure, he loved fucking Aether, but fucking Mist was just as amazing, especially when he was still a water ghoul. Fucking her could be even better with his change. 

“Thank you, Mist. I…I really appreciate you…helping me,” Dewdrop murmured.

The ghoulette chuckled as she wrapped her claws around his cock while hugging him with her free arm. 

“You’re welcome, Droplet. You may be a stubborn little shit, but you got nothing against me,” Mist crowed, kissing along his shoulder while slowly jerking him off. Dewdrop would have objected, but he wanted his reward now. He moved his neck, giving the ghoulette more access to his sensitive flesh. Mist ran her tongue along the scars where his gills used to be and he shivered at the strange sensation. It was going to take getting used to. 

Mist’s tentacle continued prodding at his back, searching for his hole. He had missed feeling that slimy tentacle inside him. 

“She wants you, Dew. Poor thing has missed you so much,” Mist purred, letting go of Dew’s cock. 

Dewdrop nodded and took a moment to position himself over Mist’s tentacle. He could see it reaching up to him from within the water, beckoning him to come back. He certainly wasn’t going to disappoint her as he lowered himself onto the tentacle, moaning as it slid into him with ease.

“Good boy,” Mist moaned, wrapping her arms around his middle while pushing her full length into him. The water bubbled and hissed around them, creating a thick mist that enveloped the room. Fuck, this was good. 

Dewdrop felt Mist’s teeth on his neck and he cried out when he suddenly came, spilling his seed into the water and making it all the murkier. The ghoulette slowed down, chuckling darkly against his neck when she noticed what had happened.

“Still so easy to melt. Adorable.”

[autumnslance]

Dawntrail OST - Smile Official Lyrics

(Got my CD today, any transcript errors are mine)

Music: Masayoshi Soken Arrangement: TomoLow, Masayoshi Soken Lyrics: Michael-Christopher Koji-Fox, Phil Bright Lyrical Concept: Natsuko Ishikawa, Tomohiro Kawasaki, Magumi Onozuka Lyric Translation: Natsuko Ishikawa Vocals: AKINO from bless4

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At the crossroads, standing here Not a star in the sky to guide me tonight Left for lost, and lost in fear Deep in darkness drown my cries

All this pain inside of me Don't know where it starts or when it'll end Try and tame the agony As I close my eyes and scream to the wind

Look around and find I'm standing all alone (Look again, we're standing there) 'Cause the storm has taken everything I've known (Leaving loss you needn't bear) Don't know why I thought I'd make it by myself (After all that we've been through) Out of time, I'm runnin' blind. Can't somebody help? (Know we're always there for you)

Learned so much in life I couldn't understand (Understand we're by your side) Standing tall we'll face tomorrow hand in hand (Mine in yours and yours in mine) Weaving mem'ries, through the warp and weft we wend (This, our tale, a tapestry) Never losin' sight of everywhere that we've been (And everywhere we're gonna be)

In lightning's wake did naught but ash remain Yet with the rain, does life's song ring again O'er ancient forests, out beyond the plains It carries on, we'll carry on, whoa

So smile and let the rainbow sing (Red and yellow, blue and green) Alive with everything it brings (Laughter, peace, and harmony) We walk a neverending trail (In our hearts, we carry hence) One love, no, it shall never pale (This is our inheritance)

I turn around and what do I see? (Turn around and there we'll be) A light that guides our way to the key (Do you still remember me?) A silent flame that burns ever bright (What you've lost you won't forget) To see us forward out of the night ('Til tomorrow comes and then…)

Tight! Seize the day and hold on tight The sun is risin' Life, take it slow and take a bite

So high, on the dawn we set our sights A new horizon Fly, ever forward, starry-eyed

Hold tight, this land we call our home (Built upon a common dream) We fight to never let it go (Arm-in-arm, we still believe) Of fire, we have not seen the last (And the storm on which it rides) We'll rise again once it has passed (All for one, we march in stride)

And if you think you're ready to fly (I'll lift you up and carry you) We'll spread our wings and take to the sky (There is nothing we can't do) Come wipe away the tears in your eyes (What we've lost we won't forget) Together for the rest of our lives ('til tomorrow comes and then…)

The path ahead is steep And from the heavens the gods shall grant no relief Still we go on, we carry on, oh Never can we stop Never can we stop

Here come together, this land we'll defend Now and forever, for we won't end

[raylazuko]

So when I accidentally see ships I don’t like even with blocked tags, I’ll just block the poster. No offense and don’t take it personally, idgaf what you do but I curate my feed to my own comfort. Also if you start drama or are an ahole about it.

Id say I’m neutral because making either pro or anti your whole personality is just weird. There are ships I don’t like but as long as it isn’t lolisha shit im not gonna fight over it. Ship what you like and be mindful of ones that make others uncomfortable and the language used and don’t be mad when people block or disengage with it. But also don’t harass people for what they ship the stupidity goes both ways.

[starlight---starbrights]

Undertale yellow flowey embroidery

This took about 40 hours, give or take a few

[tsuchinokoroyale]

[essektheylyss]

I changed my discord status to "Only YOU can create forest fires!" with the This Is Fine dog emoji during the Candela episode, and it is admittedly very funny with regards to my dnd games this weekend, in the first of which I was aggressively pushing for arson in the middle of the Colorado wilderness, and in the second of which I have been emphatically told not to further assault a tree.

[lianhuajing]

my manager is not my friend my manager is not my friend my manager is not my friend

[innytoes]

Willie Ship of your choice and Pokemon AU?

The problem with living in a town with a gym, Reggie thought, was that every passing by would-be Pokemon master thought literally everyone with a Pokemon wanted to battle. It was exhausting. Especially when they wouldn't take no for an answer.

Listen, was it stupid for Reggie to try and punch out a Geodude? Yes, but it was better than trying to punch out a twelve year old. Probably. The twelve year old probably wouldn't have given him what felt like a black eye. And he had to act fast, because the Pokemon had been rapidly approaching his cowering Jolteon.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Alex asked as he came to on what appeared to be a park bench. It wasn't very comfy, except for his head, which was pillowed on something.

"That Sparky is a rescue, and if she doesn't want to fight, she shouldn't have to," he said, gently petting the Jolteon who was nuzzling her nose under his hand anxiously. "It's okay baby, nobody's going to hurt you."

Both of Reggie's Pokemon were rescues. His very first, a Growlithe puppy he'd found out in the rain when he was fifteen, was a constant companion. Reggie wasn't sure what had happened to it before he got him, but Buddy didn't particularly like fighting. He shied away from battles, and it took Reggie ages to realise why he always cowered behind his legs in a certain part of town. The part near the gym.

They'd worked on that, and getting his confidence up in general. Buddy was a happy Pokemon now, though he still didn't like battles. The only time Reggie had ever seen him fight was to protect Reggie, and to help him kick Sparky's owner's ass. Anyone that would raise his hand against his own Pokemon didn't deserve them. They did, however, deserve a black eye, a stolen Jolteon, and singed pair of jeans.

With a groan, he sat up, laughing when Buddy hopped on the bench and started anxiously licking at his face. "I'm okay, Bud," he promised. "What happened? Did Whitney put them to sleep?" That was their usual strategy, when trainers wouldn't stop bothering them. You couldn't start a Pokemon fight if you were too asleep to grab your Pokeballs.

Alex' emotional support Jigglypuff chirped at him from Alex' backpack.

"I was going to, but..."

"Yeah, sorry, Ziggy and I stepped in first," a new voice said from behind him. Reggie turned and blinked. Apparently, the comfortable thing his head had been pillowed on was this gorgeous stranger's lap. He had beautiful long dark hair, killer cheekbones, and just about the cutest Zigzagoon Reggie had ever seen draped over his shoulders like a fancy stole.

"I- uh- that's..." Really hot, Reggie wanted to say.

Sparky nudged his hand again, pointy fur prickling under his fingers. "Thanks," Reggie managed. He looked up at Alex, who seemed equally flustered at this hot stranger who just rocked up and saved them both, and then waited with them until Reggie regained consciousness.

"Are you... a trainer?" Reggie asked, carefully. He didn't seem to have any Pokeballs on his belt, just the Zigzagoon wrapped around his neck. But if he defeated that kid's entire arsenal, that Zigzagoon was probably powerful as heck.

"No," the guy said quickly. Ziggy nuzzled his cheek gently. "I... not anymore. Ziggy and I are just... travelling."

"Thank you for saving us," Alex said sincerely.

"If you're new in town," Reggie said, not wanting the guy to leave now that he was awake again. "Maybe we could show you the best places to get food?"

The man's guarded look changed into a beautiful smile. "I'd like that, yeah," he agreed. "I'm Willie."

In the end, Willie decided to stick around a lot longer than he planned, and Reggie and Alex never had to worry about pushy Pokemon Trainers again. Their boyfriend and his badass Zigzagoon had them covered.

[keeps-ache]

oo the world..! such a questionable place

[hauntingblue]

Kaido lore?!

[snowyfrostshadows]

Third Act Breakup

[ragedagainst]

jyn is someone who absolutely needs therapy but will not go for a variety of reasons, mostly because she doesn't think she really needs it, she doesn't think she needs it right now in the middle of a war, and she believes ( perhaps not falsely ) that her paranoia has kept her alive so far.

all that being said, if someone has been hounding at her to get help and is being a hypocrite about it, she will use it as a bargaining chip. oh, your muse needs therapy, too but don't want to go ? well, jyn will go if that means your muses go. slacking on physical therapy ? she'll meet with a therapist if your muse keeps doing their stretches. though her mindset surrounding this isn't super healthy –– she's doing it for the other person's wellbeing and not because she cares much about her own –– it does have a good outcome for both parties involved.

[milimeters-morales]

Miles: i have to be within the older Spider-Man’s line of sight at all times when i’m in Queens

Civilian: and why’s that?

Miles: he doesn’t trust me to not start talking about my special interest to random people when i’m supposed to be helping around. while you’re here, lemme tell you about all the different fire alarms i saw in my field trip-

[unproduciblesmackdown]

as "let's see if will roland's birthday prompts any billions production clues from posts castmates may make about it" continues to yield "no one's posting about it, while some castmates post about other people's birthdays," already having more thoughts abt [i'm sure he'll show up in at least one episode even if only to be written out] type things like:

a) would be insulting if winston is fired to serve a subplot about philip and taylor having some difficulty in finding their footing re: working together as coheads, like, we're good at anticassandraing things and have gone "lol what if philip & taylor disagreed abt quants in that philip preferred winston. which he feasibly could," so what if instead it's philip arguing that winston should be fired to streamline things or because everyone who's not taylor will want him gone b/c they dislike him, and in learning how to successfully work together, taylor's like well alright. like, don't pit these elements against each other the insult is instead just Anyone, higher ups or lower downs, wanting winston gone b/c they dislike him, so he's fired

b) winston getting bullied by anyone or everyone is seen as him distracting them &/or provoking it with his presence, so he's fired winston being friends w/tuk is seen as a bad influence of loserdom on the latter (or distraction, or annoying, or w/e) so he's fired some Problem that needs solving or otherwise some need to fire Some people that really doesn't have much to do with him gets him fired anyways. like 5x05 all over again, isn't it always. or even if he's particularly involved in some problem you know it'd be something other people could get away with just fine. see:

c) what's even "a problem" like that despite everyone being in a hostile workplace, winston is especially, and we're so graced with dollar bill back on the premises who has already harassed and threatened and assaulted him (not only limiting the lattermost to something like "did he hit you, and like, closed fist, and i mean pretty hard. well that's just what he's like, you're fine." or the way like sabotaging a toilet is just epic pranks and only a problem if something looks bad to theoretical investors and we should talk about what tmc people might be doing to deserve it) while rian has been holding down the fort bullying and using winston. perfectly in line with everything if this kind of thing prompting any hostility in turn is like, nobody blinks at the other stuff, wherein if anything everyone keeps trying to fix dollar bill's feelings for him and talk about how who he's being awful to needs to appease him asap, and rian simply Wanting to use winston as a chew toy is just taken in stride while separately people have already been motivated by theoretically looking out for her / supporting her in various ways as well. whereas if winston Acts like he regards her as a hostile party, which she is, rather than seeming to operate in good faith that they can have regular constructive basic respect interactions, which he does while those decent interactions seem to come through rarely and unreliably, then i'm sure he'd be seen as mean / starting shit / out of line / etc, especially when it seems him Disrespecting the Rules & Social Hierarchy that should disallow him from like, speaking unless it's to self-flagellate, means people see him as aggressive or whatever. basically the classic scenario like, kid's bullied at school, they're supposed to just ignore it or it's otherwise "not that bad" / stuff gotten away with, even if supposedly it's like well just tell an authority figure here, that won't/doesn't work, any resulting obvious tension/dislike between the kid and whoever is like "uh oh, a Both Sides problem" at best, same if there's a physical fight or something or else it's like well That was unacceptable and if it was initiated by Your reaction to all other kinds of terrible treatment for however long, you're the problem. not that i expect winston to throw a punch about it, but, figuratively / parallel to this scenario

d) winston is sick of his deluxe hostile environment, doesn't actually like whatever coheading changes, sick of rian and/or dollar bill specifically, and/or doesn't appreciate some other goings-on, like one that results in him even being threatened with firing, and gets to just quit as has regularly seemed like something he might want to do anyways since 4x11 and intermittently on

e) not really another Way to imagine they kick him out but was thinking how like, Is a reason we're shown that taylor and rian hugging in the middle of an office was seen by i guess winston alone gonna be further relevant at all and about him making anything of it, which, he really couldn't possibly be wrong about any inferences. but going :/ at the taylor and rian dynamic just as a spontaneous, contained event would be self-explanatory too. but had the thought of like, maybe it's all "well taylor's been here 5 seasons and is in a more prominent position than last season, throw a PR problem at them for the first time for real, just as a shakeup / something that throws them off" wherein like winston wouldn't even have to be there to be cited in something like yeah i was fired or quit or whatever else and my former boss is dating an employee i think. or seems to have a real personal preference for them if not personal somethingship. which is true lmfao like? even if winston ""wrongly"" assumes they're dating like "oh sorry these claims are ridiculous, i only proposed as much to this employee who i already was informally mentoring and do favor such that she was promoted offscreen after like half a season to be able to make trades and this only came up when her using that capacity to do some shit she could've been fired for had me like 'but i'll take the heat for it' b/c any feeling that i'd wanna fire you is worth working through as a personal problem, and that employee turned me down not only just b/c apparently dating through work is too much (but not hooking up through work) but because she's afraid of how much she could love me, and now we're further personal somethings or who even knows what's ever been going on and so who can say if we were supposed to have fully closed the door on dating or not, even." wherein like....someone then doing further research consulting with every named tmc employee, in this hypothetical (and ignoring any hypothetical new, named/dialogued hires) scenario all now Former employees except rian who clearly won't have been firedor quit at the start of season 7, b/c yknow god forbid lmao....like, oh i'm taylor's best friend so no comment except that when i'm mad at them i'll apparently say that i always thought they inhumanly don't have feelings and all, very helpful. then there's like, oh yeah i was taylor's employee and dated them until business misalignments lead to a less than ideal breakup, and then kind of an aftershock of that for fun i guess. and then yeah i was also taylor's employee and knew they were dating another employee and i disapproved if only b/c i told them it could look bad but then also one of the reasons leading up to my quitting was having difficulty getting in touch with them while the other employee lived with them at least part of the time and i didn't seem to be a fan of that bonus access re: discussing business getting in the way of the formal structure / chain of command or whatever at work as well which is part of what i was already there to file a complaint over, so....even just the "it does look bad / people do think you leverage status for access to sex through employees" like no but that's My boss though. but also just that yeah taylor has at least tried to date employees twice, and their personal preference does affect professional matters, though that's also just like, pick any place of work and any slice of it, may not be a meritocracy after all versus how much it matters that some people are popular and/or liked by the right people while others can be recognized as Good Employees on paper but be left where they are or antagonized by peers or higher ups b/c of "failing" at the popularity contest aspect. and this could just be some new Kind of problem for taylor, and/or their just having to question themself more. or else go "ugh leave it to winston" and shrug it off once whatever's smoothed over.

f) winston isn't fully written off but rather it's something zany like, the twist is dollar bill coming back (god forbid he didn't either) while mafee, who evidently sees taylor outside work despite it all, is like eh we'll get dinners sometimes too, and does not likewise return despite saying he's the one who'd consider it. winston, being fired, or having quit, or just being unhappy w/things enough to consider it, is like well you're kind of regular at me sometimes and can't yell at me abt loyalty to taylor if neither of us work for them and you have weird confusing ideas about how they should be loyal to you if anything, and i can do the work of 50 phds, and i know you don't know shit abt the math and quanting but if you just leave it up to me entirely, that's pretty much been my work experience thus far anyways. then he'd be filming on different sets, possibly more rarely, and also dan soder has been likewise elusive but is also on site on the two even vaguely or implicitly [s7 production] related pics will's turned up in.

g) idk billions feel free to prank us where once again between seasons we worry winston could be written off but then he isn't, but elusivity paired with suddenly now castmates w/no mention of him for [march 5th] and [we are doing any bday acknowledgments] overlaps that otherwise get posts, especially. weird even if he Was written out in ep one but okay then