#and he didn’t ask for it back when I was leaving smh I should have kept ittt

[platinummice]

Only thing stopping me from hitting on my friend relentlessly is the fact that he is straight.

[gothic-thoughts]

Slow on the Internet

(idek how i found this pic of him but im SO glad this shit exists😭)

(AGED UP) Yuji Itadori x Black Fem Reader Fluff

Streamer!Yuuji, Shy!Reader, RoommateAU, Friends2Lovers

CW: oblivious Yuuji 😭😭, yuuji talking to his twitch chat, reader speaks some Japanese 🤝🏾 Yuuji speaks some English, not proofread

Word Count: 1701

any Japanese is written in Romaji and confirmed by DeepL

It was 10 pm, Itadori was sitting in his gaming headphones on his stylish armchair, playing a popular game while Spotify was quietly playing a mellow song in the background.

"Guys, the stream's gonna be a little quiet, I don't want to wake my roommate."

Itadori tried not to make too much noise, talking quietly to his audience.

- Which one?

- Is it (Y/n)??

- Megumi or the American girl you brought on a while ago?

- The girl??

 "Yes, I’m talking about (Y/n). Megumi's out for the night. Uh, for those new to stream, a couple streams ago..." Yuuji laughs into his hand, "Like 3 streams ago, I forced my roommate, (Y/n), to make a... commentary vid with me."

- You should force her back fr 👀👀

- Bring her back, yall were cute

- You guys chemistry was adorable, u sure she's just a roomie??👀👀

He laughed at the comments, a little embarrassed at the idea of having chemistry with his roommate, but it was sweet of them to think that. He shook his head and laughed, trying to brush it off as a friendly relationship.

"Shut up, it’s a normal amount of chemistry! I like to think we have a cool dynamic.”

- UR TELLING ME U DON'T LIKE HER??

- denial isn’t healthy, Itadori

- but does she want to STAY ur friend??

It was flattering how invested they were in a relationship between him and (Y/n). He wasn't sure what his chat was implying, surely they were teasing him. There was a little part of him that liked and even agreed with his chat's implications. He was glad they were taking so much interest in his friendship with (Y/n). It was sweet.

"I- what are you guys saying?" He laughed nervously, his cheeks red.

- THAT SHE LIKES U DUH

- U LIKE EACH OTHER??

- ITADORI UR FUMBLING

"You really think my roommate likes me? Really?"

- YES

- The only she could make it more obvious was if she kissed you like r u srs 😭😭

- Does she take or borrow ur stuff a bunch?

"Oh yeah, all the time." He laughed, nodding. "Like she'll use my body soap and won’t give it back unless I ask. Sometimes she'll even just take my clothes and leave them somewhere in her heya (room); sore wa wakaranai (I don't get that)."

- Bro cuz she likes u

- YUUJI WHAT

- She got it bad too. Both of u do

- AND U FRIENDZONED HER??

His heart was beginning to race a little as his chat spoke and said all these things. He laughed nervously, but he didn't deny any of their comments. He wondered if all these things actually were happening because she did have feelings for him.

"No, no I didn't... did I?"

- How do u curve a goddess BY ACCIDENT?

- Rejecting someone by accident is crazy

- She is fine asf lowkey

He shivered a little as his chat continued, making him begin to feel a little bad for keeping his feelings to himself and even stupid when realizing that he wasn’t reading her feelings correctly.

"I don't know, I mean.... it never crossed my mind that she really liked me. Maybe... but she just did small things."

He rubbed the back of his neck, not sure what to say. "I didn’t think she’d like me, I thought she was just doing it cuz she’s still fairly new to Japan. Aside from the fact that she’s out of my league."

- is it because she's older than you?

- I dont even think ur age gap is even that big smh

- how old is she anyway? U look about the same age

- Ik ur 21 but how old is (Y/n)?

"How old? She's 23, but still..."

He rubbed the back of his neck, his face red. He just didn't know what to say so he just laughed nervously. They kept describing her and it made him feel bad, thinking that he had been doing this to her, hopefully she still liked him so he could try again.

- ONLY 2 YEARS AND U STRESSIN BOUT AN AGE GAP???

- If you don't GO CONFESS LIKE AN ADULT😭😭

- Ur both young adults so age is just a number fr

- Yuuji, don't piss me off 🙄😤

Itadori couldn't help but laugh the more he read, unable to deny the comments that his chat was making. It felt like his chat had read his mind.  

"Okay okay, wakattyo (i get it)! She likes me, I might like her, age isn't an issue. What am I supposed to do though?"

- Talk to her wat 😭😭

- UH TALK TO HER??

- Ask her out duh.

He laughed and read the comments. His chat was making it so simple.

"Come on guys, it can't be that simple. I live with her! What if she doesn't feel the same and things end up being awkward?"

Itadori jumps out of his chair, his heart beating out of his chest when he hears the only other person in the house knock on his bedroom door. Shit. Of course. He then realized he had his stream on the whole time so she definitely heard everything. He got up and walked over to his door. He cracked open the door, peeking through with his cheeks still red.

“Hey, Yuu.”

"Hey... did you hear nandemo (anything)?"

"Hear what?" (Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows, "You on the phone?”

He paused and smiled, "Uh, yeah. Yeah, I was just making sure I wasn’t being too, um, loud. I thought you were asleep.”

“I was, but I woke up wanting something sweet. I'm running to the konbini, nani ka hoshi mono wa?"

“Yeah, sure.” He paused, thinking of something, "Can you get me some ichigo pocky?"

“Honto ni? I was gonna get the same thing.”

He laughed, her answer surprised him. "Really?"

“Yea. Alright, I'll be right back."

He smiles, waiting for her to come back. He had so many thoughts, so much to process about the stuff his chat said and his own feelings for her. He waited for her to come back with the strawberry pocky.

- Well???

- Did she seem to like u??

- What she say?

“There's really no reason for me not to like her, ya know? I'm starting to think I like her back, really like her, she’s so sweet." He rubbed his neck, feeling guilty, "You guys were right, I've been rejecting her by accident. When she gets back, I want to tell her."

- YAAY

- LETSSGOOO

- THATS MY BOY

- GAMER BF + SHY GF FTW

The comments made him smile even brighter. The chat called her his girlfriend, but he didn't want to get too ahead of himself. He could only hope she'd respond positively.

"Shut up guys, I'm not her boyfriend.... well, yet hopefully."

20 minutes later, she walks into his room with snacks and a few drinks in a bag. He didn't expect her to come back so fast but it made him grateful. He was smiling wide as he took off his headphones and paused his game again, realizing how cute she was when she was just being herself. (Y/n) pauses in his doorway with wide eyes and a dropped jaw.

“Are--” She lowered her voice, “Are you streaming?”

"Uh, heh yeah. Uh, my chat they made me see something. It has to do with you."

“Oh god...” She chuckles and waves shyly at the camera, walking over, “They don't want me on another stream, do they?”

His chat was blowing up with comments, excited at the appearance of his roommate again. "Shut up guys, I swear. It wasn't planned. Anyway, you don't have to come near the camera.”

“I don’t, good; I was freaking out already.” She laughs.

“Do you mind if I keep streaming while we talk?"

“Uh... sure, why?” She hands him a soda and the boxes of pocky then backs out of the camera, “You making me nervous~”

"Yeah, sorry. They've really grown to like you, so they're excited to see you again."

“I was only in one stream!”

"I know, I know, but they really liked you. So every time you show up again, they get really excited because they love seeing more of you."

“I didn’t know I had fans; is that what you wanted to tell me?”

He sighed, "No, it's not. There's something else."

“Mkay...?”

"Alright.” He takes a deep breath and stands, hoping he doesn’t make a fool of himself, “So chat made me realize that I’m a biggest idiot in the world. I... I like you, (Y/n).”

“You're...” (Y/n) chuckles uncomfortably, “You’re joking? Kore wa jyooku desu ka?”

"No, no. I mean it. They helped me realize that you liked me so I wanted to tell you that.”

“But I thought you didn't like me.”

"Yeah, well, I thought I didn't, I realized it after they pointed out how we treat each other. And they were right.”

“So you were rejecting me... by accident?!”

“I just thought you'd stick around me cuz you’re still a little new to Japan!"

“Yuuji, I've lived here for like 5 months now!”

“Yeah, but I thought, like... I don’t know!”

“God, you be so clueless sometimes.” She sighs deeply, “Since I know now, finish your stream and we can eat the snacks and maybe, uh, eiga o miru?"

Itadori froze. “Movie? You... want to watch a movie with me?"

“Seems like the only thing to do this late at night," She chuckles, "Everything but the convenience store is closed this late."

"Hell yeah, I’d love to!”

(Y/n) laughs, “Mkay, lemme know when you’re done.”

(Y/n) leaves his room with the bag of her sweets and closes the door. Yuuji sits back down in his chair with a wide smile on his face as he starts playing his game again. He was so focused on finishing it for his stream and going to watch the movie that he wasn’t reading the chat’s confused and riled comments. He finally looked over at them and laughed, pausing the game:

- ITADORI IF U DON'T END THE STREAM

- GO BRO

- END STREAM

- STREAM TMR TF

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(a/n): unfortunately not sponsored by strawberry pocky cuz 🤤🤤

[darling-i-read-it]

Frat Party

Dalton Lambert x fem!reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: borderline smut, basically just tension and making out for the whole fic lol, Chris cockblocking them smh

Author’s Note: I wrote this so quickly something possessed me and it just poured out i need to make out with him immediately 

Requested: by anon, abt y/n and dalton having ‘fun’- probably in the closet 🫢🫢 heavy make out and ykkk pleasure 😞🙏🏻 then someone open the broom closet 😟😟 such a cockblocker

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

“Do you remember the last time I went to a frat party,” Dalton asked, head tilted up to look at Chris. She looked down at him, pursing her lips in annoyance. 

“That was literally months ago and since then you haven’t seen a dead person once.” 

“She has a point,” you offered. You were sitting on Dalton’s desk, trying to peer pressure him into going to a stupid party. He had been far too cautious since his incident and it was about time he started to go out more. Chris found a flier laying around and declared that the three of you were going to go even if she had to drag you guys there. 

“You’re supposed to be on my side.” 

“I am on your side,” you said. “This is your side. You just don’t know it yet.” He rolled his eyes and looked between the two of you. He had never been sure how he ended up friends with the two of you. Usually he was grateful for it, knowing he wasn’t alone out here. Moments like these he wondered how worth it was, even when he glanced at you and his eyes lingered a little longer than they should have. You met his gaze, trying not to blush under it. Chris pretended not to notice your acts of persuasion. “C’mon D,” you pleaded. You sat up all the way and leaned forward to him. He was looking up at you, something he could get used to. 

“Fine.” 

“Yes!” “Sweet!” 

You hopped off the desk and offered him your hand to help him up. He took it without a second thought. The weight of his hand was relaxing and familiar. You briefly thought about how you wished you could remain holding his hand forever. 

“I’ll come get you guys at 8 alright?” Chris asked. You nodded. She backed away to the door, bringing two fingers to her eyes and then flipped them back around towards you. “Be ready or I’ll leave without you.” “Please do,” Dalton pleaded. 

“You’re stuck going,” she promised. She opened up the door, calling about something she had to do before you left. You turned to Dalton, a smile plastered on your face. It was a goofy one, half to taunt him, half to have a reason to smile at him. 

“It’ll be fun,” you promised. 

“If you say so.” -

It was loud before you even went in. Greek Row had a line of houses that all seemed too large to be real and too old to be nice. You could immediately tell which one was having a party from a distance. There were people hanging out on the curb, drinking beer, watching the stars, dancing in the grass and doing other weird things. Dalton scooted closer to you, trying not to show his disinterest. 

You nudged him. 

“Lighten up,” you said. 

“I’m trying,” he promised. You approached the door, slipping through the people making out on the porch. Once you got inside it was like a whole other world had opened up. There were people everywhere, against walls, chugging drinks, dancing against each other. The music was so loud you could hardly see yourself think. Dalton put a hesitant hand to one ear, clearly trying to get used to the overstimulation. 

“I’m gonna go upstairs and be nosy!” Chris called over the music. “Either of you want to come?” 

“I want a drink!” you yelled. She nodded.

“Dalton?” 

“I’ll go with her!” Even though you were practically screaming at each other, it was hard to hear. Chris saluted you both before snaking through the crowd to the stairs. 

You didn’t recognize anyone around. It was kind of humbling, realizing how big the school actually was. Dalton was walking close behind you as you made it to a table with snacks. You grabbed a solo cup and poured yourself some of the red liquid, not entirely sure what was in it. 

“You want some?!”

“You drink it first!” You rolled your eyes and took a sip. It was foul but not bad enough to make a face. You offered him a drink of yours, which he took. He made a disgusted face, shaking his head as he tried to rid himself of the flavor. You giggled, taking back your cup. 

“Want one?!”  He paused, swallowing hard. There were so many people that you were pressed against the table and practically against each other. 

“Sure?!” You nodded once, a bright smile on your face. You poured him some and handed it over. You grabbed his arm and weaved him through the crowd so you wouldn’t lose him. You ran into people dancing, narrowly avoiding the people making out on the stairs. 

Once you got further away from the living room you were able to hear yourself think a little bit more. Dalton was drinking quickly, despite his looks of distaste. You took a large swig to catch up to him. 

“Wanna dance?!” you asked. His eyes went wide as he took a large swallow. The scrunched face of disgust went over his face and then it was even again. He looked towards the crowd of people dancing, men's hands on girls hips, bodies pressed together. Just the thought of it made him blush furiously. “D?!” 

“Yeah!” He put down his cup, forgetting about it immediately. This time he grabbed your hand and led you back into the crowd. He didn’t like it but he forced himself to be in the middle so that less people paid attention to him. There was awful music playing but it had an aggressive base that was rocking the floors. You tossed your drink away far too early into a garbage can and started to dance to the music. Dalton wondered if he should put his hands on your sides as you started to move along to the music, looking too intoxicating for his already intoxicated mind. 

“C’mon D!” you yelled. You put your hands on his sides, moving him back and forth. He tried not to gasp at your hands. Instead he just put his palms on your hips as well, evening out the playing field. His grip was fiery and incredibly distracting. You were moving him but you weren’t thinking about it anymore. You were thinking about him and you were pulling him closer to you and your chests were flush. You looked him in the eye, not breaking eye contact. It felt like you were playing a game of who would break first. Your breathing was becoming ragged. Was it smokey in here? 

Your hands moved up towards his neck. You put your arms on his shoulders. His lips parted. Your torsos were fused together at this point and he was making every effort to hold you even closer to him. Everyone else seemed like a blur. 

You lifted your hand up a bit and then placed it on his neck. He would’ve flushed if he wasn’t knee deep in the moment. Your fingers were cool against his bare skin. 

“Dalton,” you said, voice too quiet for him to hear but he recognized the way your lips said his name. 

“Yeah?” 

You leaned forward, kissing him without thinking. His lips parted, breathing in the air you were giving him. He had never felt so euphoric. It briefly crossed his mind that this is what college was for. To make out with the girl he loved in the middle of a room after drinking something was probably too strong. Your hand went to his hair, tangling in his knots. 

“C’mon,” you whispered and he only caught it because his face was now so close to yours. Your hand was in his. You had never been in this house before but you were determined now, body on fire. His other hand found your hip. You ran up the stairs. People were staggering around but your mind was now occupied. You tried a door but it was locked. Dalton put both of his hands on your sides behind you. You were a girl on a mission now. 

You tried the next door. Locked. 

You tried the next one. It opened with a gentle nudge. It was a bathroom, clearly someone’s private one. There was a door attached to it on the side, probably to a bedroom. You grabbed Dalton’s hand off your side and pulled him inside, slamming the door shut. 

It was so tight that you were barely able to both get in there. A walk-in shower was shoved in the corner and a sink was beside it, a toilet on the other side. The sink was just barely jutting out of the wall yet you still managed to hoist yourself up to it. You grabbed Dalton, who was far too happy to oblige, and smashed his lips against yours. 

All of the tension that had been living within the two of you seemed to fuel the moment. He parted your legs with his hand so he could stand between them. His boldness only turned you on more. You wrapped a leg around his, both of his hands on your sides, gently hiking up your shirt so he could touch your bare skin. 

Your brain was muddled. There was nothing in the world anymore except Dalton and his lips and his hair and his body against yours, hot, flush, more toned than you would’ve thought. His lips left yours to trail down your neck. You moaned, which made him visibly react. 

Dalton had never felt better, he was convinced. He could live in this bathroom with you forever and never grow unhappy. You put the back of your head against the mirror. Though your torso moved back he didn’t let it stop him from being pressed against you. 

Right then, you would’ve done anything he asked. You were all too happy to melt down to your knees. In fact, you were thinking about it as his lips nipped your collar bone. You let out a sharp breath and was about to push him backwards so you could sink off the counter when the adjoining door flew open. 

You both jumped, suddenly broken out of the moment. Even though he was startled, his hands didn’t leave your side, he just backed up a bit. 

Chris stood in the doorway, her mouth open wide. Then she started to laugh. A hearty laughter, mixed with genuine surprise. 

“Sorry to interrupt!” You grabbed a towel that was on the rack and threw it at her. She dodged it. 

“We’re in the middle of something Chris,” Dalton said, voice dangerously low and borderline seductive. You glanced at him, chest still heaving. 

“I can tell. Maybe next time you guys should lock the doors. Anyone could walk in.” 

“Duly noted,” he said. You gestured for her to leave. She stayed put. 

“This must be much better than what happened in the bathroom at the last party you went to Dalton.” He rolled his eyes, not even able to bring himself to care. It crossed your mind to just go back to the dorms so you wouldn’t have to deal with interruptions. It felt so far away. You had only been here 20 minutes but it now felt like 20 minutes too long. 

Your hand was still lazily hanging off Dalton’s shoulder. 

“This door doesn’t lock,” she said, twisting it. 

“Alright,” you said. 

“You wanna give someone a free show?” Your knees hurt. Hurt wasn’t exactly the right word. Your knees ached. 

“Chris,” you said. 

“I’m warning you. Anything anyone sees could be recorded.” You pushed yourself off the counter. Dalton stumbled back. You grabbed his hand. 

“We’re going back to the dorms.” 

“We just got here!” she exclaimed. 

“Dorms,” you said. She laughed a bit, lips parted in pleasant surprise. 

“Yes ma’am. I’ll see you guys back there.” You pushed past her. 

“Knock when you get there!” Dalton called as you dragged him back down the stairs. Chris rolled her eyes. The things on the counter had been shoved to the ground, toothpaste in the sink, towel on the ground. 

“Damn guys.”

[intotitties]

❃ A night to remember

pairing: Kit Tanthalos x reader

warnings: fem!reader, kit is a black cat around everyone but a golden retriever with jade and reader, no use of y/n, 18+ topics but no smut, js kissing, reader has seen Kit a few times but didn’t realise she was the princess before, her mother made her basically never leave the house and work indoors

song: “A night to remember” by beabadoobee and laufey

a/n: it was really fun to write, i hope you’ll enjoy:) if you want to request smh don’t afraid to! english is not my first language but i tried my best to find all the mistakes.

INFO

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·*¨༺❃༻¨*·

“I swear i have seen her before” Kit sighed as she swinged her sword in Jades direction.

“Yeah? So maybe you should go on a adventure, looking for a girl that you slept with in your dream” she replied sarcastically and repelled Kits attack.

“Oh spare me” she put her hands up, signalling end of the training, “i don’t even remember what she looked like” she groaned and put her sword to its scabbard.

“I don’t know, maybe you will see her again in your next dream” she laughed.

Dreams. Kit got many dreams in her life, but none of them could compete with that one she’s got a week ago. She’d never forget about that pretty girl underneath her white sheets, the soft kisses they shared and the night they spent.. she could remember every detail about that dream, the warmth, the scent of the other girl, the things she felt.. yet she still couldn’t remember her face.

·*¨༺❃༻¨*·

After the training Kit went straight to the dining room, where her mother was already waiting for her.

“Where is Airk?” said Sorsha as Kit sat down next to her.

“I’m here mother” Airk showed up before Kit could answer, sitting down next to his sister.

“Good, now if you let me” she said as she stood up, “since you are getting married to the princess of Galladoorn” her gaze turned to Airk “there will be a party in two days, and i expect you two to show up” she announced.

Marrying a person you haven’t even seen before.. Kit gave her brother a look full of compassion. She didn’t even imagine what he must feel right now.

A weird feeling hit her when she noticed a girl talking with an older maid. Strange warmth filled her heart and a blush crept onto her face as she watched her every move.

“Kit?” Sorsha snapped her out of her trance, making Kit look at her.

“Sorry mother, i’m not hungry” she said as she stood up, when her eyes traveled back, the girl was done.

She ran to the older maid “Excuse me, do you know this girl you were talking with?” she asked politely.

What a stupid question.

“Oh, of course! She is my daughter” the old lady smiled “is there something wrong with her?” she asked worriedly.

“Oh no, no! My mother wants her to help with the food and everything at the party” she improvised, a nervous chuckle left her mouth.

The maid gave her a slightly suspicious look, because ber daughter wasn’t even working in the castle but before she could say anything, Kit was already on her way to Jades house.

·*¨༺❃༻¨*·

“Calm down!” annoyed moan left Jades mouth as she had to listen her best friend ask her about the same thing for the 10th time.

“What do i even do” she cried.

“Make her a bouquet, give her something yours, be creative!” Jade hit Kits shoulder.

“Will you help me?” she looked at her, almost begging for help.

It’s not that Kit was totally clueless about romantic stuff, she was just kinda inexperienced and lost in the feeling. She’s got some little crushes before, but never asked anyone out. She was too scared of rejection, but this time was different.

For the rest of the day Kit and Jade were looking for the perfect bouquet to impress the girl from her dream.

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The next day she was planning everything from the start of the party to the end. But i guess everything went to hell when she saw you in the crowd. The feeling of deja vu hit her when she took a longer look of your face.

Flowered blue dress with green corset made you look in her eyes like some goddess, making her even more nervous.

“She is so attractive” she mumbled into Jades shoulder, hiding her flushed face.

“Go talk to her” she answered.

Kit blew up every chance she got to talk to you, which annoyed Jade even more. She even brought her a drink to help her relax, but it didn’t seem to work. And this is how the past hour passed.

Eventually, Jade got mad and intervened. She dragged Kit to the dance floor, where you were talking with someone and pushed her at you, making it look like an accident.

“Oh i am so sorry! Are you okay?” Kit said, her voice trembling.

“Yeah.. yes i’m okay” you answered quietly.

After a longer moment of awkward silence she asked “Do you want to.. dance with me?” her hand waiting for you to grab it.

You nodded shyly and grabbed her hand, she guided you through the crowd to get more space to dance. Her hands rested on your waist as you slowly wrapped yours around her neck, making her slightly pull you closer.

You two swayed to the music “I feel like this happened before” you said quietly, smiling softly under your nose at how absurdly it sounded.

She wished she could see the smile of yours for the rest of her life.

“Well, it’s happening now” she looked into your eyes.

“Have i seen you before?” you said as you scanned her face.

“You don’t know me?” she asked in slight disbelief.

“Should i?” you replied with a nervous chuckle.

She took your hand again and led you through the hallway of the castle, you followed her without hesitation.

“Are you gonna tell me where are we going or i should start worrying that you want to kill me” you heard her quiet laugh at your words.

While the two of you were walking, a small but meaningful to you conversation started. Just about your hobbies, interests, nothing big but you two seemed like you’ve known each others for years.

After a longer while you could see a big garden with a lot of flowers and a big tree in the middle. It was dark outside so the only source of light came from the windows.

“We shouldn’t be there! The queen’s gonna be mad” you whispered, however she didn’t seem to care.

Kit sat down under the apple tree and signalled you to come closer “You look so pretty” she said as you stood in front of her.

A slight blush decorated your face. You sat down next to Kit, her hand brushing against yours “We are gonna get in trouble” you mumbled.

She sighed and looked you, you could notice her gaze on your lips “That might sound crazy but.. with you i feel like i belong somewhere” she said, looking at the cloudless sky “and i know we don’t really know each other but i would really like to get to know you better”

“Maybe it was meant to be like that” you grabbed her hand and looked at the sky as well, “you didn’t tell me your name” your face turned to hers.

“Kit, Kit Tanthalos” she said hesitantly.

The realisation hit you immediately, you were flirting with the princess! “this is so wrong, i shouldn’t be here” you stood up as fast as you could, but she was faster to grab your hand and keep you in place.

“There is nothing wrong with this! Please.. wait here for a minute, promise me” she said, begging you to stay.

You sighed loudly and sat down under the tree again, she disappeared immediately.

Kit couldn’t believe that she forgot the gift she got you. She was never running this fast, the risk of loosing you from her sight again was too high. She grabbed it quickly and ran back to the garden.

When she got back, you saw her with a big bouquet of jasmines, yellow roses and forget me nots that she was holding. Your mouth slightly opened as you watched her get closer.

“Where did you get that?” she sat next to you and gave you the flowers.

“Save those questions for later, i still have something to give you” she showed you a pretty ring “it’s amazonite” she put it on your ring finger and kissed your hand “i hope it will always remind you of me”

“It will, thank you.. but i don’t have anything to give you” you said, feeling genuinely sad “oh! wait” you said as you took off your necklace “it was my grandmas, it’s ruby stone” you kneeled behind her and put it on, she smiled at your gesture.

“Do you like your gift? It was really hard to get” she laughed under her nose.

“Why are you doing this?” you said quietly, she looked into your eyes again.

“Sometimes, people listen to their hearts and do things that they don’t really know why they are doing” she got closer to you, one of her hands traveled to your cheek.

“I guess they will figure it out” you whispered.

Her lips brushed against yours as you closed your eyes. She laid you down and kissed softly - as if she would hurt you if she kissed harder. You deepened the kiss and put your hand on her neck what gave her more confidence. The kiss got more comfortable as you two got lost in the moment. You could feel her smile between the kisses. Nothing else existed, it felt like you have experienced this before.

Maybe you did, in another universe?

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can you do mk11 rain and kung lao with a clingy baby regressor please? and the type of clingy that's like "please don't leave the room i will cry"

Yes!! It's a bit focused more on clingy than baby, sorry about that!! And Rain might be a bit out of character, so sorry!!!

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CG Rain MK11 w/ Clingy Babyspace Regressor Hcs

☂️ Rain is a God . . . Well, a half god - But will a god!

☂️ He’s very prideful in many things, being the son of Argus, especially by being your CG

☂️ But he is still very loving, and will turn some some of his pridefulness so that he’s not mean to you by accident

☂️ He finds it lovely about how attatched to him you are while your small!!

☂️ Clinging to him, constant cuddles, wanting to get carried around, it does fule his pride a bit

☂️ But it also makes him feel known (God complex, but no followers, gets to a man . . . Half god)

☂️ He’ll tease you for your clinginess though 😒

☂️ Not in a mean way! But in a ‘Awh, you want kisses from Dada? How sweet, but your foreheads too far, Sweetheart . . . Wait - Let’s not start crying now! Of course I’ll give you kisses!!”

☂️ The first time you started crying because he had to leave the room he felt his heart break a little

☂️ He might be mean sometimes, but you are his loyal little moral, he doesn’t want you to start crying because of him!

☂️ He’ll scoop you up, bouncing you as he asks what’s wrong?

☂️ . . . He does have to hold back a laugh when you huff and puff and just cuddle up to him, quickly realizing that you were upset about the fact he hadn’t brought you with him to get you snacks

☂️ He’ll tease you about it when your bigger, but your just his small baby that loves Dada sooooo much, huh? ← His words, big you should lecture him for being mean 🙄

☂️ He does make sure you carry you everywhere though!! Give you more cuddles and kisses, even if he might tease you a bit

☂️ He won’t pressure you into having his friends babysitting, but if you’re okay with supervised babysitting or playdates, Tanya and Mileena would be overjoyed!!

☂️ When your feelings really little, he’ll wrap you in his coat, or just let you wear it because you look so cute!!

☂️ . . . Until he can’t get it back, and now he has to fight the baby death grip to get it back 😮‍💨

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CG Kung Lao MK11 w/ Clingy Babyspace Regressor Hcs

🔘 Another cocky CG, smh -_-

🔘 ^ But he does seriously love you, and your clingingess!!

🔘 Of course you’d want to cuddle uo to the Great Kung Lao, he doesn’t have these buff muscles for nothing 💪

🔘 He’s actually more use to much more energetic regressors (such as Liu Kang or himself) but oh so he does adore a clingy regressor

🔘 You’re so cute!! Clinging to his arm, or wanting cuddles, just sitting on his lap because you want to

🔘 The first time you started crying because he honestly thought something happened to you and rushed over to make sure you didn’t get a boo-boo

🔘 After a small check-up, he might have given a small chuckle over your reason, but did scoop you up and let you come with him

🔘 He won’t admit it, but he does kinda like how clingy you are, especially with how small you are

🔘 It’s just . . . your so tiny!! And he’s very strong, he is Kung Lao after all

🔘 Although he is slightly concerned about holding you sometimes

🔘 His hat is sharp, and your head can get really close to it

🔘 He doesn’t want you to hurt yourself!! . . . But he also really likes his hat

🔘 So he’ll put a rubber protection on it!! That way you don’t accidentally cut yourself!!

🔘 No, your still not allowed to touch his hat >:\

🔘 Well, maybe you can wear it while he’s watching, but not when he’s not in the room!!

🔘 ^ Also, warning, his hats a bit heavy, it’s literally half metal :(

🔘 He’s understanding about not wanting others to babysit you, but maybe you can sit on his lap while he and Liu Kang hang out?

🔘 Or playdates!! Even if all you want to do it sit on his lap and he has to play with the other little, he’s very willing to do so <3

🔘 As long as he’s getting his cuddles, he doesn’t mind having a clingy little one on his hands

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Sorry for the super late updates!! I'll get back on schedule soon!! :D

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Monday Evening Fandom :) This will be my new schedule Monday, Wednesday and Saturday. So I can get all the remaining eps in before the premiere. Should finish the week before we get to squee over a new season. So you'll have one more extra a week till we reach S6.

Some fun UC stuff for them to do in this one and the ever famous scene in the van. The marriage moments in this one continue. Off we go.

4x07 Fire Fight

We start off with our couple bringing someone in to book. She ran a stop sign AND a red light. Then flipped them off and made them chase her. Then has the audacity to ask why they arrested her? LOL My god...She tells them she was late for her life coach session. Tim makes a crack that her coach is doing a terrible job haha The sass Timothy I'm here for it.

As she gets processed Lucy brings up the bet from the previous episode. Tim retorting ‘The bet I won?’ Lucy fires right back that she won it. Their banter is unrivaled I love it so much. Tim telling her he had the gold in his hand. Lucy defending only because she had to arrest an armed gunmen. Tim tries to take the glory for this as well. That he technically arrested him. You know with his arm.

Lucy scoffing saying all he did was extend his arm out. Flirt nation right off the bat in this one. You know she’s actually impressed by it but can’t let his ego know that fact. Tim is trying to impress her by saying this. My goodness these two. It is very impressive he did that and wants her to know it. They're entering into the bantery foreplay early in this one.

Poor Grey gets dragged into their work flirt I mean fight. Tim really shouldn’t have been shocked at all when Grey said he suspected in 5x12. Man has been front row to this flirt fest for years . When he said that I think he meant long before that moment. He knew for a VERY long time. Poor Wade he just wants to get his job done. He wandered into booking thinking he could get in and out. Then in come Tim and Lucy to drag him into their fight LMAO

They're trying to get him to settle their bet from 4x06. They’re so damn competitive neither can settle for a tie. Grey affirms he thought it was as such. This was not the answer either of them wanted. Tim wants a rematch because of course he does. Lucy is adorable and says they should do an escape room LOL She had to know that wasn’t going to fly. Tim says no to that naturally. His reaction is hilarious.

So off put by the idea of being stuck in one. Decides they need a neutral party to decide their next competition. I love how in-sync they are when they turn to Grey. Same brain and same body language. Look how they mirror each other it's crazy. Sure Wade is thinking my god just find a room already. Instead he catches onto what they want. The way they both nod is so well timed they’re ridiculous and I love it sfm. Chemistry is unreal. Hats off to Eric and Melissa.

Grey agrees to this if only to get them to leave him the hell alone heh. He assigns them random penal codes. Says whoever gets their arrest first wins. Lucy could not be cuter waiting for hers. Tim gets his and isn’t pleased with it. Lucy is shocked he even knows what his is. Since its obscure as hell. Tim is fresh af with her replying 'She didn’t?' Ha her reaction. My god the punches just don’t get pulled with these two.

Tim says it’s unfair. SMH Oh Timothy pouting isn’t gonna work with Grey. He tells him life isn’t fair. Lucy is beaming about this. I love these two ridiculous fools so much. The woman they brought in is done with booking. She clearly doesn’t want to go into a cell. Tells them she know’s about a real crime. Says if she tells them she can cut a deal? Tim replies ‘What’s the crime?’

We return to them heading into interrogation. Lucy hands him a list of places they should go when they’re back out. Tim hands it right back without looking. Knowing exactly why she wants to hit those places. So she can win their bet. Doesn't hesitate as he calls her out on it. Lucy fires right back saying she knows he went to Nell. These two are so amazingly absurd.

Doing whatever they can to win this bloody bet of theirs. Lucy doesn’t let him get away with it for more than two seconds. She has your number Timothy. Always has always will. Her wifey 'Mmm' is everything. So he admits to giving Nell Dodger tickets haha Lucy looks like she wants to smack him. Also she can’t fault him she’s trying to play dirty too. You two competitive dopes are meant to be. I can only imagine how they would be in S6 with a competition.

Even though they’re battling he still holds the door open for her to interrogation. My heart. Ever the gentleman. They’re following up on the tip they were given earlier. The woman they’ve pulled in for questioning is in regards to her new skin care line. She confuses Tim right off the bat. He can't even process what she is saying so he turns to Lucy to decipher it for him.

Classic husband move to turn right to Lucy for the answer. It's so cute. She’s like later haha That it’s not important right now. She will explain later. So married looking to his wife for answers. Gotta love it. They were given a jar of her skin care. They tested it based on their tip and it has endangered tiger blood in it.

She doesn’t even deny it. Like she is proud of the fact her stuff has it. Lucy tells her she could end up in jail for up to 5 years for this. The cockiness disappears. Then the cycle of giving one another up continues. She panics and tells them about someone named Sloan. That she’s selling psychedelics as vitamins. Tim sighs deeply and asks for this woman’s last name for them to follow up.

They have round 2 in interrogation. Tim was already annoyed going into this LMAO He asks Sloan to take her sunglasses off. She complains the fluorescent lights give her headaches. Tim informs her that is the least of her problems. That they’ve been informed about her “vitamins” Sloan poorly defends herself and says she’s just using her husband’s prescription pad. That it’s ok…Oh my lord. It so is not.

Tim goes off his patience wearing very thin. Tells her this makes her a drug dealer. A high level one at that. She could be facing 20 years in federal prison for it. Sloan starts to stutter and panic. Saying how this has gotten horribly out of hand. Then asks how ratted her out? They don’t say. Then she mentions someone named Aston. That she has to be the one ratting her out. So she turns on her continuing the blame game cycle.

She tells them Aston is trying to hire a hitman. That her husband is worth more dead than alive. She’s been on the dark web trying to get it done. The reactions above are the best part. Tim was so very done going into this. This just made it so much worse. I love the shared look. Lucy is trying not to laugh at this situation. Looking at Tim to ground her. The way they check in with each other gives me all the feels. They’re both flabbergasted by the ring of ridiculousness they’ve been dragged into.

Cue to the infamous van scene. Tim rolls up not expecting the flack he gets. Lucy is on him immediately. Seriously judging his choice in disguise. How he looks like himself and not the hitman she was picturing at all. Lucy is truly is the teacher in this moment and schools him so hard about his choice. You know she’s enjoying bossing him around. The way she tells him to get into the van is too funny. Waving his ass in. Ready to teach him a Lucy Lesson. Heh

It’s fun to watch her be the more knowledgeable of the two in an OP. Tim fights her the minute they sit down. Lucy sighs and presses on. Schooling her man on UC and what they're trying to accomplish today. He is biting back a smile at her logical teasing. Look him above. He WANTS to be annoyed but he isn't really. Once again impressed by her confidence and knowledge on this. So he acts annoyed because he has a fake bravado to protect and all that.

She continues on with more irrefutable logic. He's looking at this wrong. They're not there to dupe a seasoned criminal. That he’s fooling someone who gets her ideas from Lifetime movies. LMFAO Where is the lie? Tim can’t fault her logic even though he wishes she was wrong. Lucy shoves the jacket at Tim tells him to put it on. (Bosses his ass around I love it sfm. He kinda does too.) He begrudgingly snatches it from her to put on and she thanks him.

Let’s not skate past the fact she is checking him out long before she is putting that mic on him above. As he is putting on that jacket she is doing an elevator gaze of her own. She does a double take of him really. Swallows hard too like she's pushing down her desire in this moment. As subtle as a hammer Lucy. Tim commenting he looks like an idiot. That he would pull himself over. haha Lucy definitely does not agree. She begs to differ quite a bit. Lucy bounces back and says he looks exactly as he should. She is holding firm refusing to let his sass sway her or break her confidence. How far we've come.

Then comes the wonderful shameless eye sex. The brazen UST look that could ignite that van on fire. Lucy's reaction is how I would react. She can clearly see how fit he is. She knew but had never seen the glorious proof up close. You can tell she finds him so very attractive. I mean look at him. Gah beautifully toned chest and abs. Delicious pecs to go with that sculpted chest. Phew lord. Pass the ice water please.

She’s trying not to just stare at his toned chest but has to in order to mic him up. She’s touching him and doesn’t know how to handle it. Shoving his shirt up even higher than needed without realizing it. It's up to his neck. Tim broke her brain haha The awkward glances up crack me up. She’s trying not to make eye contact but also not just stare at his beautiful body either. Rock and a hard place Lucy. Gah we need more shirtless Tim in S6. You hear me writers? I need MORE LOL

Tim isn’t exactly helping with his matching intense gaze. He doesn’t break eye contact with her except to look down at where she is placing it. Tim is flirting right back with his own thirsty gaze. He can feel how electrically charged this moment is. Feeling very aware of her gaze and returning it in kind. They're feeding off each other 100% right now.

Tim is the first to come back to his senses just like in 4x01. So he chastises her for putting the mic too high. It breaks Lucy’s lusty gaze and fog she was in. Annoyed he’s done as such she is not kind in removing the tape. Like at all LOL Lucy tells him she knows what she’s doing right before she rips it off. His reaction is so damn funny I’m dying. Lucy is very pleased with herself. The raw UST is prominent throughout the entire season its so good. Just mounts a little more each ep.

Lucy apologizes for ripping it off and sends him off. You know she is going to enjoy being the voice in his ear. Watching him do UC from the van as she observes. Aston isn’t being explicit enough. Too busy checking Tim out and hitting on him. I mean can’t blame the woman. He looks fine as hell. Lucy is laughing in his ear floored by this women’s forwardness.

She is getting a kick out of this woman blatantly hitting on him. Asking if this woman is touching him? If she is then if she offers money for sex she’ll win the bet LOL Oh Lucy so one track minded I’m dying. It’s what prompts Tim’s response above and Lucy’s excitement bout it. Tim finally gets her to confess with details once she thinks she has a shot with him ha. Using his good looks to close this case. Fantastic.

Afterwards they come to visit Nolan in the hospital. He survived a mad man apparently. Sheer luck I think but survived nonetheless. This is their married moment of the ep. Also Tall/Smol shots that I enjoy so much. Tim gives her crap for buying out the entire gift store. Lucy says he’s been in hospital before. He knows how boring it can be. She then asks what he got for Nolan?

Hahah oh sweet Lucy. Did you really think Tim would spend money on Nolan of all people? He tells her no…but he’ll just put his name on her gift ahaha I can see in future when they’re giving out gifts as a couple they'd be the same. People will be thanking them and Tim will have no idea what she bought for them. Just go along with it.

Lucy is shocked but not shocked by his behavior. Saying 'Unbelievable' Like really she shouldn’t expect anything less. Also this is totally normal giving a shared gift like this. Nothing married at all about this behavior whatsoever....Super platonic.

Lucy brings up the bet one last time. Tim says her first name (be still my heart) saying he wants to call it a draw. That police work is too important to turn into a game. Lucy prods him saying he only wants to call it because he might lose. Tim says sure if that’s what she needs to hear. He will go with that. She asks him when he became the noble one? Tim just asks if that means they’re square on their bet? Lucy agrees no one wins but says he can’t have his name on her basket hahaha Tim rolls his eyes but follows after her anyway.

I think Tim was worried if they continued with the bet their next 'van moment' could escalate. Tim may not be aware of a lot with Lucy in terms of being in love with her yet. But he is VERY aware of his attraction to her. That hug in 4x01 was blatant proof of it. That their competitive nature is flirt fueled. So cutting this one off at the knees extinguishes that. It's why he was so quick to end it. Avoidance is the name of the game for him now. So he let Lucy have whatever terms of surrender she wanted. Including knocking his name off that basket and saying it was cause he didn't want to lose. He knows they are on thin ice and trying to keep them from falling in.

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Side notes- Non Chenford.

Poor Wesley in Elijah’s tangled web. Grey trying to give him an out. A mistake that is going to haunt and follow them for a long time to come.

Nolan had a SL but I didn’t care till Chenford came to give him a gift lmao

Thank you thank you to all who like, comment and reblog these. You all make my day you have no idea. Shall see you Wednesday with 4x08 :)

[kyuteflesh]

soap / f!reader

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heyyy no motivation to write for a fat minute but i’ve been on my mw3 grind so it’s coming back slowly. yippeee! i 🩷 mean soap. all i think about.

⚠️: smut, mdni +18!! degradation, he’s just rude, u have no self respect smh

johnny was well aware of the chokehold he had you in. this means he didn’t really care about how shitty he was to you. you were just some dumb cunt to put his dick in whenever he had no other resort

you weren’t really his type anyway. there were plenty of other girls he found far more attractive.

you were aware of that however decided not to acknowledge it in hopes that the sex would be good enough to win him over entirely.

“yer outta your mind, yknow?” soap muttered under his breath, more focused on your body than your face

he was standing over you while you sat on the bed in front of him, your legs slightly parted as he lazily palmed both your naked chest and his naked crotch.

you nodded reluctantly and started to reach your hand out in attempts to help him but he just smacked it away with disgust.

“nah, i think we’ll just skip that for tonight.”

at a loss for words, you looked away in shame.

“sorry..”

rolling his eyes, he laid you down and placed you further back on the bed.

“you should be sorry. when will you understand that you mean nothing to me? is it not obvious?”

“how could i think that when we’re fucking every other week?”

“stupid whores these days i swear to god.” he laughed. attempting to shove himself inside of you without any preparation. “ah!- slower, it hurts..” you pressed your hands against his chest.

“i truly could care less. you’re lucky i even bother with you.” despite his cruel words, he pulled himself out and spit on your cunt, prepping you with his fingers. “there, ya happy?” he scoffed before returning his tip back to your entrance.

it wasn’t as painful as before. the feeling of pleasure was far more stronger, his thick cock stretching out your neglected sex.

john dipped his head down to the crook of your neck. the way your walls clenched tightly aound him with every deep thrust was absolutely criminal.

quickies with soap was the norm. he didn’t wanna stay for any longer than he had to. doing business promptly and leaving.

you both were close to climax. your breaths were shallow compared to his— ragged and uneven.

“please can i..?” you don’t even know why you bothered asking. this completely ruined it. soap pulled out, chasing only his own euphoria. with a few harsh jerks, he was cumming all over your stomach, a few spurts hitting your lips. “don’t ask me for nothin’. i don’t do favors for nasty cum dumps.” he scoffed, tucking himself away for the next (lord knows how long). all you could do was lay there with a sad look of pity for yourself.

you could hear him open your door. before leaving, he glanced back at you with furrowed brows. “and wipe that off your face. can’t have anyone else knowing how much of a slut you are. they might steal you away from me, ey?”

[skulls-soul]

My dumb stupid “ homework” is done and my job/employment is safe (for now) so why not I give y’all another dimigi idea (dimentio x luigi)

OK this is kind of the same set up as last time in where Luigi, Mario peach and Bowser just finished saving the universe but instead of it being that night he saw dimentio in his dream’s, it took a week for Luigi to hear him in his head

When this first happened, Luigi was scared shitless! at home all alone with Mario not coming back until late in the afternoon the next day!! Which was in hindsight a good thing since it gave him at least a little bit of time to get used to the voice while Mario was not around (that and to make sure he’s not crazy)

That means that once again he doesn’t tell Mario about what’s going on. He doesn’t want to worry him because he saved the universe last week.. (smh)  Mario still saw him jump every once in a while, but it’s small enough, in where Luigi can just pass it off as something silly

With that being said if I heard the voice of a villain, that mind controlled me to help him succeed in destroying the universe in my head saying “ how long does it take to style a tiny fuzzy mustache?”  I would jump Yelp and spin around, using my comb as a weapon too!

He wouldn’t really be able to pass it off as something silly at such a loud yelp

 Ever since that first time dimentio spoke he’s been putting his input on things luigi does in his day to day. At first it was just insults and jabs with an occasional question that isn’t so politely placed. Although, at some point that change to occasional genuine question

And it’s because Luigi always answered his questions, no matter how rudely placed, and when he got his answers, he was fascinated by Luigi’s description of the world and it also got him curious on the green fellow himself

Up the point where he started asking personal questions. When he first did so, it genuinely startled Luigi but for different reasons instead of it just being due to the sudden voice. But just like with any other question, the jester asked Luigi gave him a genuine answer. 

“ what is your favorite place in the entirety of the mushroom kingdom?” dimentio asked as Luigi walked down the woodsy path to his and Mario’s house

….. “the casino” Luigi answered hesitantly, his gaze focused on the ground.

It was dimentio’s turn to be surprised causing a laugh out of the jester,leaving luigi feeling warm

at some point, it became less and less questions about the world and more about Luigi

And At some point along Luigis adventure of getting the disembodied voice out of his head, he became well acquainted with said voice although one day they burst out into an argument (Demento said something about his mustache) so when Mario came into the bathroom with a Weegee screaming at his reflection… you can say that he was concerned

And when Luigi explained to him that the split smiled Villain is talking to him in his head…that it didn’t help with his concerns

In fact it did the exact opposite…

Aaand now he’s in peach’s castle with the two worrying over him…then Bowser joined cuz OF COURSE it’s game night so not only Bowser is here but his best friend Daisy, waluigi and wario were there…it was hectic to say the least

So much so that he had to leave the room to get some air

Dimentio was worried in which surprised him because he never thought that he would ever feel worried for the plumber and yet here he is

He didn’t say anything though, not until Luigi’s heart slowed down it was a simple question. “are you ok?” 

“Oh Um..ya just not used to being the center of attention hehe”

“Hmm well they were being loud and annoying so I did book it out of there too”

 if Luigis Giggle did something to dimentio’s brain that is for him to know and him to know only. “their just concerned… well half of them are” luigi says

“Well I think they should have a bit more faith in you after all you were quite a foe”

Luigi pouts to that yet thanks him nonetheless.

“So what do u plan on doing?” dimentio asked

“Mama Mia I have no clue”

“I think you should march back in there and give them a peace of your mind”

“Hehe….you know what your right!”

“I’m right? I mean obviously but you usually don’t go with my ideas”

“ I am going to kindly give them a piece of my mind”

“Of course” Demento really shouldn’t be surprised but he’s happy nonetheless that Luigi is taking his advice and so with that all being said and done, Luigi stands up and tells the group that they should continue with game night as per usual so he can show them all that he is fine (at least physically)

And so they do

Aaaaaand this post is too long so I’m gonna leave it here and make other posts about these two in this scenario. Sense frankly I have too many ideas 



[godeaterazathoth]

Issues I have with ikevamp

That I’m venting here because they won’t leave my skull

*Content warning, we’re talking about men in the past, they did some bad stuff*

Part 1, historical inaccuracies

I’m I history nut so this really gets to me, since I know the deep details of these peoples lives.

The timeline, ok so the game takes place in 18th France, correct me if I’m wrong but I think it is in the second empire (1852-1870) considered there is a noble class, yet you can clearly see the Eiffel Tower which was completed in 1889, there is no mention of the 1889 exposition, so it must be after the tower had become permanent, by then the 3rd republic was around, if we are in the republic the Count wouldn’t be called that by the npcs at all the parties he goes to, no matter which we’re in, NOBODY mentions Napoleon III at, NOT EVAN HIS UNCLE (WHOSE SOMEHOW BECAME CASS CONSCIOUS!)

How does the time travel work, example, Dazai died in 1948, his plan was seemingly to wait until he’s born in 1909 then kill himself as a baby, but then he decides to use the magic door, what are the consequences of 2 Dazais existing at once or him erasing himself from history, he’s a pretty important literary figure, does someone else replace him or does the space time continuum collapse?? Is the future Vlad sees set in stone or can it be changed, just copy someone else’s time travel bit!!!

So straight up these guys aren’t who they say they are, we’ll go through 1 by 1

Napoleon- doesn’t mention he left the love of his life to marry a girl 20 years his junior (like think how interesting it would be if he’s conflicted about love cuz he had to give it up for political reasons) -that scene where MC talks about all the ‘good’ that he did in Europe, like committing war crimes against the Spanish and Portuguese and Eastern Europeans, being a coloniser, killing the slaves he freed when they asked for more rights, killing thousands of men in a meaningless war (ligit H*tler vibes)

Arthur- goofy irl, literally believed in fairies, had 5 children and married twice but he never mentions any of this, he cheated on his first wife while she was dying of TB, he was a liberal unionist (tldr didn’t like Irish people) he was anti-immigration, might have committed fraud. We’ll get to the other issues I have with him.

Leonardo- fruity as hell, vegetarian

Mozart- they got his character completely wrong, the guy was a complete man child, vain, broke, by the end of his life his career fell off (Beethoven better composer), in love with his cousin 🤢, had a s*at fetish 🤢🤢🤢. The hole Salieri thing didn’t happen.

Vincent- they made him too mentally stable, I’m all for him being meek, but the guy had serious issues that they ignore, he ate paint thinner, was rejected by his both crushes, WHY DOES HE HAVE BOTH EARS, DID IT GROW BACK, THEY SHOULD HAVE LEFT HIM WITH ONLY ONE, also he should be ginger smh. Oh yeah and they never mentioned the s*ecide attempt.

Theo- doesn’t mention his wife, or son, WHO HE NAMED AFTER VINCENT, his wife is the person responsible for Vincent’s work not being completely forgotten, was way nicer irl.

Issac- tbh hotter irl, low key ace, maybe a fruit, kinda mean, the only thing they got right was the major virgin vibes.

Jean- WHY MAN!??!! Even if the didn’t want a lesbian route, they could have gone with any other guy from the 100 years war, Edward black prince, idk WHY GENDER BEND ONE OF THE MOST PROMINENT WOMEN IN HISTORY, I’m fine with the delusional trans dude lie, but they say that he was a guy all along, THEN WHAT WAS THE POINT OF HIM BEING BURNT AT THE STAKE IF HE WASN’T CROSS DRESSING???!!! was he double cross dressing??? This is the worst of them all, give me the girl boss we deserve (revers fate)

Dazai- not depressed enough imo, he was a leftist, again missing wife, their were two su*ecide attempts, guy lived through fire bombing, had a few children that he is fine to erase from existence.

Shakespeare- probably a fruit, again never mentioned his wife and kids, btw the way he talks is annoying, some people don’t think he’s real.

Faust- NOT A REAL PERSON.

Sanson- too young, this guys is 67, really liked the guillotine, just saw execution as his job didn’t really care, had a wife and kids.

Vlad- Ok is he supposed to be Vlad THE impaler? Cuz he’s not evil enough, or is he a Dracula reference, cuz he can’t dance that dance either, why did they call him Vlad if he isn’t a blood thirsty war criminal.

Count- not enough history to work with.

Part 2, problematic moments

So I ha have seen some posts on the low key misogynistic way the MC is written and treated and there are a lot of issues wit white washing history so another trigger warning ⚠️

Misogyny- the MC of this game is not the best, I know she’s a self insert but she has no backbone at all. She lacks agency I’m most of the routes, like the MC getting kidnapped is a troupe in all these games, but Emma can escape on her own, Kate has ⚽️, even Alice had more depth to her, seems the only thing MC can do is cry and wait to be saved, I swear she gets kidnapped once in every route, I think they could have given her more character to work with. Another thing, but Jean being a man is bad, really bad, she’s a feminist icon but they made her a man, it’s sought of saying that women aren’t capable of this so she had to have actually been a man.

Handling of SA, important one here, I’m ok with the flirty guy, but I really hate Arthur, he doesn’t just flirt with her in chapter 1 he assaults her and acts like he did her a service, and she just forgives him!?! I’m fine with a guy that sleeps around, I like Jin and Nokto fine, but the way Arthur talks about women, always calling them Birds (if they were going for English slang it doesn’t work cuz he doesn’t have a cockney accent) or worse Skirts, it’s dehumanising, and shows that to him women are vehicles for sexual pleasure and aren’t on an equal level of understanding. There are smaller parts to, Leo kisses her without consent, the Count hides the truth from her, idk but Theo calling her a ‘hound’ sounds like he’s calling her something else…

Minor points on classism, I’m not expecting the communist manifesto, but all these games aren’t very good at dealing with class deviation. In Vlad’s route, the orphan boy thinks he can impress the rich girl, this is the 19th century, capitalism is on the rise, but there’s no comment about how it’s impossible. The little school Napoleons runs is strange, considering he was in a position where benefited from poor people existing and staying poor, ( side note, he’s teaching them swordsmanship when ww1 is right around the corner, just saying they won’t need it in the military) called MC out as a social climber, these games sought of depict the past through rosé tinted glasses, there’s only passing reference to how fucked people were in the past, Also all the historical inaccuracies above tie to this.

Anyway love to hear some other opinions, (I started playing this game before my transition and have always thought it it was wired, it’s my personal least favourite just cuz I couldn’t really get into any of the guys, my OC ended up as a Carmilla reference so….)

I have seen a post talking about some of the issues before so that’s what got me to write this out, if you disagree or want to add anything I’m all ears 👂

Thanks for reading 💗💖💖💕💓💝💗🥰🥰🥰❤️✨✨✨✨❤️⭐️⭐️⭐️

[worriedvision]

Here is part 2 of this Kazuha fic. Gender neutral reader, happier ending for the reader. I was going to go with them getting with Gorou, then it went to Ayato, then it went towards Ayaka, and THEN back to Gorou smh. In the end, I did go with Ayaka lol. Might do parts for Ayato and Gorou as well, as those ideas were also different lol.

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You weren’t unfriendly towards those you spoke to. Thankfully, you didn’t deal with the breakup too immaturely, you knew better than to sulk in public. You had work to do, and you weren’t about to let Kazuha’s hurtful actions affect your work ethic. Over time, you successfully got over him. Well, a big part of that was him leaving Inazuma, never once returning in the time it took for you to build up a great reputation. 

However, you were lonely. Because you couldn’t trust people, you never let people get too close to you. You spend your spare time working on your business, to your parents displeasure. You were always told off by your mother in your house while she visited, only to find out you had yet to make a friend. One day, she insisted you should go along to one of the planned meetings instead of them - sure, they were currently the leaders of the clan, but you were soon to take over.

There, you saw faces you knew. They all knew better than to get too close, and you were about to leave until you accidentally bump into someone, them tumbling to the ground and landing on their backside. You gasp, expending a hand without thought and her gladly taking it.

“Sorry, I should have seen where I was going.” You chuckle. She looks away bashfully, holding a fan to her face, and you hear people whispering.

‘Is that Kamisato Ayaka?’

Your eyes widen, and you realise this was arguably one of the most important people here. Seeing her brother walk towards you two, you suddenly realise he must have seen you bump into her.

“It’s quite alright, really.” She states. “I was hoping to have a chat with you.”

“Oh, okay!” You smile, Ayato giving you a glance - warning you not to harm Ayaka.

--

You and Ayaka were inseparable. You both bonded over struggling with forming bonds (although your reasons were not similar). 

In fact, you had started to feel more romantic feelings for her. You couldn’t help but admire her, and you realised quickly you got slightly jealous when Thoma escorted Ayaka with her errands. You knew better than to blame Thoma, you knew it was most certainly Ayato being protective over his sister.

So, you decided to find a way to confess your feelings for her in a quieter place, somewhere only the both of you knew. It was under Inazuma City, a place she showed you when you became stronger friends. To your pleasure, you couldn’t stop smiling when she admitted she also felt these feelings. You both knew how overly protective her brother could be, and not to mention the rumours that could easily spread if you two were public, so you stuck with being friends. 

One thing led to another, and you both knew you were a real couple. Past was the initial wave of pure love that comes with relationships, and you still had a healthy dose of admiration and love for one another. 

So, you take the risk of Ayato forbidding you from dating his sister when confessing you  were planning to marry her.

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“How long have you been dating my dear sister, _?” Ayato asks. He, of course, knew the answer. After all, he had his own spies that got all the details needed. 

You answer truthfully, Ayato staring at you as if he’s asking you to continue.

“I wish to propose to her.” You cut to the chase, Ayato widening his eyes. “I promise not to bring any danger her way, and I am not doing this for the clan’s name. I love her, and I cannot see myself with anyone else.”

‘Even Kazuha?’ Ayato wants to ask. He holds back this question, deciding to invite Kazuha to come along to the wedding to test your loyalty out.

“Very well, you have my blessing.” Ayato states, taking note of how relieved and happy you look at this reaction.

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The day comes, the wedding underway, and you can’t help but look out at the audience, something feeling strange about this. Although you couldn’t see him, it felt like you were being watched by the man that embarrassed you. Brushing it off, you proceed with the wedding.

The entire ceremony was great, it was the reception where he showed his face. Sat next to Ayato, looking at you with this strange look. Guilt? Yearning? Did he want to be with Ayaka instead of you? You really didn’t know.

Kazuha walks over to you while you went to get your newly wedded wife a drink, her chatting with Thoma. You know he’s trying to find some words to start a conversation, but you wanted nothing to do with him. No amount of apologies will remove the horrendous experience of him using you to keep his clan’s name from dying, attempting to trap you in an unhappy and loveless marriage.

The moment he opened his mouth, finally finding the correct words he wanted to say, you walk away with the drinks.

[bro-atz]

1024UB CHAPTER TWO: COULD YOU BE ANYMORE OBVIOUS?

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RODDIES group chat — 5 online

choosan: who’s there rn? kikiki: me, jongho, joong gyuday: hwa nd i are literally 3 ft away yeoman: woo is taking forever in the bathroom smh gyuday: if y’all don’t leave soon i’m going to eat all the meat yeoman: we’re now on our way wooah: AH DONT EAT ALL THE MEAT GYU PLS IM SO HUNGRY wooah: MY MEAT wooah: MY HEART wooah: MY LOVE gyuday: someone take his phone away from him.

San laughed at the messages as he got into the building and waited for the elevator. The door opened with a ding, and right as San stepped inside, someone yelled at him to hold the door. San held the door, and in came Iseul. San kind of expected Yunho to follow behind, but he realized that Yunho didn’t have his evening class today, so he stayed at home. Iseul smiled at him as they watched the elevator doors close.

“Are you going to stop at home and then go up?” she asked him.

“I probably should… I have my bag still,” San tried so hard to keep his voice normal— he hadn’t been alone with Iseul in a while.

“Well, I’m going to, so if you want to leave your stuff at home, I’ll come with,” Iseul offered.

“Yeah, okay, sounds good,” San had to refrain from sounding overly enthusiastic.

They stopped at Iseul’s apartment first, and Iseul literally just threw her bag inside. San felt his chest tighten with anxiety— he could never just throw his bag anywhere considering that all of his most expensive possessions resided in his bag. San must’ve been staring a bit longer than he should have because Iseul patted his shoulder, a zap of electricity going down his spine.

“You good?”

“Huh? Uh, yeah, I’m good,” San assured her.

The two went over to San’s apartment, arriving right as Yunho opened the door.

“Welcome home,” Yunho greeted San first. “Oh, Iseul, what’re you doing here?”

“San and I shared the elevator. We decided we’d put our bags back before heading up to Mingi and Jongho’s.”

“Okay, in that case, I’ll wait for you guys and we all can go up together,” Yunho’s smile was blinding.

San forced a less bright smile onto his face as he went into the apartment and carefully put his bag in his room. San loved Yunho, don’t get him wrong, but how is it that every single time he wants to talk to Iseul he’s there? Yunho definitely wasn’t intentionally sabotaging San, but at this rate, San was going to lock Yunho up just so he can talk to Iseul for at least more than five minutes.

The three went to Mingi and Jongho’s place, and they were the last ones there, but usually when it came to ROD parties, they all waited until everyone was there to start drinking. San was the last one in, and the second his body crossed the threshold, everyone immediately started drinking. Within seconds, there was only one can of beer left.

“Hey! Last beer!” Wooyoung pointed at the lonely can sitting on the dining table.

Everyone crowded around the last beer, and honest to God, San could see the can start to sweat. They all put one finger on the can— it was a ritual they started back in their first year of college. They always played fingers with the last can to figure out who would go grab more alcohol on their own dime. Nine times out of ten, it was Mingi who was the unlucky soul, as was the case this time around.

“God fucking dammit. Guys, I’m a broke college student, too,” Mingi tried to appeal.

“Shut up, business major. You lost fair and square,” Hongjoong shot him down.

“Fuck you, Honjoong. I’ll be back” Mingi cursed as he angrily grabbed his wallet and left the apartment, the door slamming on his way out.

Unfazed, the group dispersed to do whatever it is they wanted to do that night. Seonghwa and Wooyoung were always in charge of the food. No one else was allowed in the kitchen, not that anyone complained because no one else really wanted to cook. Sometimes, if Seonghwa or Wooyoung were too lazy or tired, they ordered delivery. They couldn’t always do that, otherwise they’d actually have no money left.

This day, they decided to have a video game tournament, first with Mario Kart, then Super Smash Bros. San, along with Yunho, Jongho, and Yeosang, were playing the first round— much to the dismay of the boys cooking in the kitchen.

“Ah! Not fair! I want to play too!” Wooyoung sulked loudly from the kitchen.

Hongjoong snapped his fingers at Wooyoung and pointed to a board with all of their names on it (except for his and Mingi’s) in a bracket. He tapped the second bracket and said, “You’re in heat two, Woo.”

“I wanted to play first…”

Seonghwa hit him over the head with a towel, Wooyoung turning around to yell at him, only to see that his meat was very close to burning. “Ah! My meat!”

“Please, for the love of God, stop saying “my meat.” It’s sounds way wrong,” Gyuri complained.

“It’s my meat, what are you going to do about it?”

“Hwa, if you don’t beat his ass, I will,” Gyuri cracked her knuckles.

Seonghwa hit Wooyoung over the head with the towel again and said, “Just finish making the food, please. The faster we finish, the faster you get to play.”

San, meanwhile, was in heat one. He decided to partner with Yunho and sabotage Yeosang and Jongho on their last race. They were actually succeeding until San felt something touch his shoulder. He looked to see that Iseul was leaning in between him and Yunho, her hair resting on his own shoulder. San got so flustered that he drove off the map entirely.

“San! What the fuck?” Yunho elbowed San in the ribs as he continued to grip the controller.

“Sorry, I got distracted!”

“By what?!”

“Uh… Wooyoung saying “my meat”?”

“Are you asking me or telling me?”

“Telling you— oh my God, wait, Yeosang has a blue shell!”

“Fuck!” Yunho directed all of his attention to the screen.

He was racing in first, and after San fell off the map, he fell from second to third, Yeosang in fourth. With an evil grin on his face, Yeosang deployed the blue shell, and with his sheer luck, the blue shell hit San on its way to Yunho. Jongho and Yeosang ended up in first and second respectively in the last race as well as the grand prix all together, Yunho ending in fourth. He put San in a chokehold and yelled, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? You formed an alliance with me, but it was a fake alliance? How could you betray me like this?”

“Top ten anime betrayals!” Gyuri called from afar.

“Damn right!” Yunho agreed before releasing San from his torturous grip, the choking boy coughing dramatically.

Just then, Mingi burst into the apartment, bags of beer strung along his long arms and two cases of soju in his hands. Everyone started cheering upon seeing him, Mingi bowing several times before he proudly presented his shopping.

“Soju!” Wooyoung tried to run away from his cooking, but Seonghwa had a tight grip on his collar.

“Please, Woo, we’re almost done.”

Gyuri got up from her seat, Mingi immediately throwing himself on the empty seat, his arms dangling. She approached Wooyoung and whispered something in his ear, Wooyoung happily handing her his apron and running over to the mounds and mounds of alcohol Mingi supplied.

“So you do have money…” Hongjoong quipped. “Interesting.”

Mingi seemed too exhausted to retort, so he settled for giving him the stink eye and flipping him off.

San turned to Wooyoung and asked, “What did Gyu tell you?”

“Oh, she said she’d help Seonghwa with the last part,” Wooyoung smiled widely. “She said I could go drink… I love her.”

San rolled his eyes at him. “She’s a bad influence. You should stop drinking.”

“Hush, the heart wants what the heart wants,” Wooyoung pressed a finger against San’s lips.

San attempted to bite Wooyoung’s finger, causing the boy to run off. San lingered near Mingi and the alcohol as he observed Gyuri with Seonghwa. He was leaning over her shoulder and showing her how to do whatever it is that he wanted her to do, and every time he made slight contact with her, she tensed up. San could see that her ears were getting redder by the second, and it took everything in him to not laugh out loud at how coy she was acting with him. This was definitely not the Gyuri everyone knew and loved— heck, this just wasn’t Gyuri. San hypothesized that an alien took over her body at some point during the night, which was why she was acting all sorts of weird. At least Seonghwa was oblivious, and at least no one else seemed to be paying attention to them.

“What are you looking at?” a voice piped up from behind him.

San jumped and turned to see Iseul standing right behind him. He got so startled that his elbow hit a table, his arm immediately tingling painfully. He held his elbow tightly, Iseul’s hands covering her mouth.

“Oh my God, are you okay?” she asked as she touched his elbow.

Another wave of tingles went down his arm, but it was more like electricity than pain this time. San pursed his lips, desperately trying not to blush as Iseul rubbed his arm lightly. Iseul opened her mouth to say something, only for Seonghwa to announce, “Food’s ready!”

Everyone gathered around the kitchen island (because Jongho and Mingi didn’t have enough chairs around the dining table) and ate, conversations flying here and there. They all ate peacefully and happily until all the food disappeared from sight. Game night resumed, and San was surprised to see that Gyuri was not in the second heat, or on the board at all. In front of the TV on the ground sat Seonghwa, Wooyoung, Iseul, and Mingi, the rest of the group sitting in the surrounding sofas. San stood next to Gyuri as they observed the screaming children on the ground.

“You didn’t want to play?” San asked.

“I don’t want to play when…” Gyuri trailed off.

“Lemme guess, when Hwa is around?”

“Bingo.”

“That’s fair. I’d be careful if I were you, though.”

“Why?” Gyuri furrowed her eyebrows.

“It’s so obvious that you treat Hwa differently than the rest of us. If the wrong person sees, then everyone will know you like him,” San explained.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gyuri crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him.

“You don’t know or you don’t want to know?”

“…Shut up.”

San and Gyuri ended up sitting at the dining table, watching the game go down from afar. Seonghwa and Iseul ended up winning the second heat, which meant they were going to be going against Jongho and Yeosang for the last heat. Sulking, Wooyoung joined San and Gyuri at the table, Mingi and Hongjoong following closely behind. San looked at the crew on the ground to see that Yunho was cheering everyone (mainly Iseul) on as the third grand prix was about to begin. He could feel a small frown start to form on his face as Iseul giggled at every little thing Yunho did.

“Wooyoung ith thad,” Wooyoung interrupted San’s thoughts, his cutesy lisp and delivery of his words in the third person earning groans from Hongjoong and Gyuri.

“Woo, what will it take for you to stop with the baby voice for the rest of the night,” Gyuri asked.

“Hmm, Wooyoung wanth ithe cream!”

“Come, let’s get you some ice cream,” Gyuri took Wooyoung’s hand as if he were a child and stood up. To the crew on the ground she called out, “We’re getting ice cream!”

“Cool, I want—”

“No! Only cool kids get ice cream,” Mingi interrupted Seonghwa, who was about to put his order in.

Mingi put his arm around Gyuri, and the three of them walked out the door. 

“Hey, wait, I’m a cool kid!” Seonghwa argued.

“You’re a cool mom, that’s different,” Hongjoong shook his head.

Hongjoong grabbed San’s arm and followed the three who left earlier out the door.

♤

“Thank you, Gyu,” Wooyoung grinned happily as Gyuri handed him his ice cream.

The five of them sat outside of the convenience store, eating ice cream that Gyuri generously bought for them. San inhaled his chocolate ice cream as he thought about how close Yunho and Iseul were, and he angrily chewed his spoon as he regretted not taking biology so he could be partnered with Iseul instead of Yunho.

“Ayo, San, chill,” Mingi pulled the now-destroyed spoon out of San’s mouth.

“You good, San?” Hongjoong asked.

San, still unaware that the spoon was no longer in his mouth, nodded and said, “Yeah, why?”

Mingi held up the spoon. San stared at it for a good several seconds and tried to come up with a lie before scratching aimlessly at his face. “Ah, I guess I’m just mad that I didn’t make it to the third heat,” he lied.

San could feel Gyuri’s eyes on him as Wooyoung gave him a big hug. “It’s okay! We can go back and beat them at Super Smash Bros next!”

San hugged Wooyoung back before responding, “Nah, I’m good for tonight. I think I’m just going to go home and sleep. Maybe watch some anime before I do.”

He didn’t put any special emphasis on the word, but he kind of hoped Gyuri would catch his drift— he really wanted and needed her company.

“Wow, you’re such a sore loser,” Mingi laughed at San.

“I wouldn’t be talking if I were you, Mr. Got-So-Angry-That-The-Coffee-Table-Shattered,” Gyuri called Mingi out.

“For the last time, I wasn’t angry, that coffee table was already scratched up! It just happened to break at that moment.”

“Yeah, the moment you put your fist through it,” Hongjoong snorted in derision.

Mingi fumed and sulked as he returned to his ice cream. San hugged Wooyoung and wished everyone a good night before walking back towards 1024UB, his hands jammed in his front pockets. He heard footsteps approaching from behind and saw that Gyuri had caught up to him. “You caught on.”

“Of course.”

“What did you tell them?”

“I said I’d walk with you because I wanted to go home before Wooyoung could beg me to stay and play video games with them,” Gyuri laughed. 

San couldn’t help but laugh too.

As they stood in the elevator, San started to fidget a little. He knew that this arrangement of theirs was originally his idea, but he still couldn’t help but feel nervous. It was much easier to just do it with someone random that he met online or in person even though he thought it would actually be easier to get with a friend. He and Gyuri weren’t necessarily that close, so it was fine, but hooking up with the same person instead of a one-night-stand? He had never really done that before, and he never expected he’d do it for longer than one month.

When they arrived at his apartment and as he typed in the code, he noticed that Gyuri, even though no one was around, still kept a little distance between them. Maybe she was as nervous as he was. That reassured San more than it should have, because the second they entered the apartment and the door shut behind them, San grabbed Gyuri by the waist and kissed her, his other hand supporting the back of her neck. His hand went under her shirt, his fingertips trailing up to her bra hooks, but not touching her bra just yet.

Gyuri offered a little bit of resistance and was able to push him away slightly as she asked breathlessly, “You have protection, right?”

“Yes, of course,” San confirmed.

Gyuri nodded, and the two resumed kissing. There were two things San could say with certainty as he kissed her: one, she was an amazing kisser, and two, he felt nothing. Well, technically he was getting turned on, but his heart wasn’t racing the same way it did when Iseul was around looking at him, touching him.

They got to his bedroom, and Gyuri sat on the bed and undressed herself as San closed the door and made sure the door was locked. He didn’t realize he had sighed until Gyuri pointed it out.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh?”

“You’re sighing.”

“Oh… I don’t know…” San sat on the bed next to her and exhaled again. “I think I’m just overthinking her.”

“I guess all I can say is just don’t think about it too much, or you’ll end up upsetting yourself further.”

San nodded and locked eyes with Gyuri. He reached out for her face and pulled her into him, their lips meeting again briefly. He then got undressed and hovered above Gyuri. He hesitated again before he leaned down and kissed her on her lips, then her neck, then her collarbone. He pushed himself up again and looked into Gyuri’s eyes.

“Just tell me what to do,” she whispered.

Iseul’s face flashed in his mind. He resumed his trail of kisses and let his body take control of his mind, letting this agreement of theirs do the work as he let all the worries and anxieties he had let build up throughout the night go.

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[cloudcountry]

Hello again, and congrats for your 1k!! WOOO!! 🎉🎉🎉 I've just recently follow you and I instantly fall in love with your writing ((I stumble upon like real people do series))

If i may ask how much have you progress in NB? Have you read the new lesson?? 😭😭😭

If you have, I would request for sol's version— since idk why the dev didnt put sol's part in there ((probably him being busy))

If not! I would love to read some serious talking between MC and Solomon about their relationship.. like, well you know right Solomon have been through like A LOT.

Once again, congrats!! 🎉🎉 You deserve it (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

thank you!!!!! that series is my pride and joy i worked so hard on it and the feedback for it has been so !#@!@#!@!@!@!!!@!@!@!@!!!!!!!!!! /pos

i'm like halfway through lesson 12,,, i didnt get to it until like two days after its release and my cards are pretty weak (OBEY ME STOP HAVING CRAZY STRENGTH JUMPS BETWEEN LESSONS CHALLENGE ITS LITERALLY THE 12TH ONE!!!!! makes me worried for lesson 20 smh)

this isn't exactly a one word prompt but meh its cute so!! plus ive gotten SO MANY solomon rqs for the event i love you guys C: thank you again!! ^^ <333

SPOILERS FOR OBEY ME NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 12

The door opens once again.

Nobody should be in your room this late. Not any of the brothers, at any rate.

“Hey, MC.” Solomon sighs, kneeling at your bedside.

Your heart thunders in your chest at the tender look on his face, eyebrows furrowed and lips twisted into a wry smile. If you didn’t know him any better, you’d say he found this amusing. That’s probably what he likes to think.

“It’s been a while. Three days too long.” he says, reaching out to you, “You’ll come back soon though, right? You wouldn’t want to leave me all lonely.”

He cups your face, brushing his thumb over the skin. He mumbles something about how you’re still warm and that’s good, but it breaks your heart because that means his mind is telling him you might be dead. You wish you could move, you wish you could pull him into bed next to you and thank him for everything he’s done for you. He’s put himself in the most dangerous of situations, even braving time itself to come back and save you. He made sure you weren’t alone and stayed with you when you needed someone the most, and yet he still feels as though he’ll never be enough for you.

At this rate, he’ll destroy himself for you.

But Solomon just laughs. He sucks in air through his teeth as if he’s in pain, and for a second you can see a grimace on his face.

“I’ll have some of your favorite snacks for you when you come back to me.” he whispers, leaning over your body like a safety blanket, “I’ll make them myself. I’ll make them just for you.”

He kisses your forehead, and you feel a cold drop of something hit your skin.

Tears.

Your heart shatters in your chest as Solomon leaves.

[notasapleasure]

EastEnders run (2000-2001), part 4/4

You would not believe the effort I put into finding these two smh. But you all need to know how it ends, right? Take it from me: you do.

19 February 2001

Sandra turns up to take Joe for the holidays, in the process accusing Beppe of planting class A drugs on Jack to get him to lose his job.

Beppe denies it, but when Joe says something like 'Dad why did you get uncle Jack in trouble' Beppe storms off to the zoo with Joe, to the annoyance of both Sandra and his boss.

Exposition central, I wonder if Jack himself is actually in this one or if I need to go back an episode...

YAYY researching skilzz CONFIRMED! (UKTV player so only crappy phone shots I'm afraid)

Beppe: "What was your favourite animal?"

Joe: *points* "Uncle Jack."

The boys just about manage to keep their hands off each other, but it's nice to see Sandra being a bit more fierce and Jack a bit less so. Beppe refuses to let them see Joe despite what the courts say. And it’s just this one scene for this episode, so have a bunch of screenshots:

19 March 2001

End of the previous episode, Joe was asked to choose between Beppe and Sandra and ran across the street to Sandra but got hit by a car in the process.

He's fine but both of them are suitably chastened. Until they're told only one parent can stay the night, and then they start squabbling about that too. Sandra gives up first and leaves. The morning after, Beppe still doesn't trust her alone with him.

Here's our boy! Sorry, I just kept clicking and then it seemed rude not to upload all the photos 😇 SO MANY screenshots

Sandra says Jack has his own relationship with Joe and deserves to be there.

Beppe doesn't want to hear it, but agrees to talk with Jack for ten minutes. Jack promises Sandra no fisticuffs.

Jack says even though the drugs charges didn't stick, Beppe's still ruined his reputation and he has a few choice words about bent coppers...

(Beppe was kicked off the force for being corrupt, obvs)

Screenshots presented without further context.

The boys are fiiiiightiiiing (on the stairs which is a bit concerning). They used to be partners! How could Beppe do that to him?!

(is there fic? There's got to be fic surely?)

HELLLLPPP OH MY GOD BEPPE JUST RIPPED HIS SHIRT OPEN SJAJSHDHDJDFFF

(it's to check if he's wearing a wire. Uh huh. Sure.)

YOU'RE WELCOME INTERNET. I SPENT MY AFTERNOON WELL IN FINDING THIS FOR YOU.

My people, I bring you a gif, from a video recorded on my phone. It’s the least I could do, as the screenshots I tried to take just made me weep for how poorly they captured the raw artistic beauty of the scene...😌

This is the expression he pulls at having his shirt ripped open I stg

I couldn’t get this bit without blur :( too much jiggle

It's very much all about Beppe making this about Jack - wishing he had gone down for the drugs, going on about how they used to joke about 'Jack the lad' fucking anything that moves and so Jack must have stolen Sandra from Beppe and was it the same as all the others Jack tell me Jack I just want to know Jack when you were fucking everyone we used to joke about it Jack you used to tell me all about it just tell me Jack tell me like it’s me you’re fucking Jack

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Beppe fucking. Goes for him.

The hospital staff evict them, and Sandra follows.

SIR YOUR TITS

Beppe: "Maybe I'm angry at myself for thinking you were anything but a two-faced scheming bitch and that Jack was a friend. He was like a brother to me all that time."

Beppe's really uh. Hung up on how they got together. He gets a big sob story soliloquy. Really twists the knife about what Joe wanted.

Tragically, Jack found a button.* *they’re actually poppers, presumably they didn’t want to waste buttons/shirts on multiple takes. This does, however, mean he should have been able to do it up sooner.

Jack's coffee-based peace offering is accepted, and then Sandra tells Beppe she won't go to court for Joe because it's not fair on him. Beppe agrees that Sandra and Jack can have Joe on weekends and school holidays though, so everyone’s happy ig?

Final shot of Jack: hugs with crinkly chin <3

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My godddd how are there no Jack/Beppe fics on ao3? Letting the side down EastEnders fandom *shakes head solemnly*

Right. That’s enough of all that.

Rating

Dead? No!

Evil? EastEnders doesn’t deal in the moral certitudes of good and evil. Jack fought for his girl, who wanted her kid back. He was just a bit of a creep while doing it. Allegedly he didn’t get with her while she was still with with Beppe, if that matters to anyone

Affects the plot? That’s what he turns up to do bitchessss! Jack’s in town to get Sandra back! And he gets her back! By being a persistent, shouty, whingy ass.

While I’m riding the high of the shirt-ripping still: 4/5. Tempted to knock a point off for that unhinged display in the pub with the American accent, but ultimately I enjoyed this exercise about a million times more than I expected to. Jack isn’t nice. I don’t like him, I don’t want to hang out with him. However, I understand him being known as ‘Jack the lad’ because if I never had to listen to him speak I’d be down for anything.

Anyway. I watched it so you don’t have to: you’re welcome, fandom.

I also unlocked a more than grudging respect for EastEnders actually, but you can’t watch episode after episode with an analytic brain on the whole time: things move SO SLOWLY for episode after episode, characters have the same conversations time and again so that anyone tuning in can catch the drift even if they’ve missed the rest of the storyline. And then EVERYTHING happens all at once with lots of drama. But there’s still something rather heartening about the whole thing.

[hard-core-super-star]

In this case I will not argue against. but this was unfair!! I think you should be the one who makeup your mind because I didn't earn the nickname but you called me by it. you seem a little lost in your own words 🤨 but I guess if that's what I need to do... then I'll give you this win. well, I'm a little tired now, I hope they remain merciful.

oh, I'm pretty sure it would be more embarrassing, and if it weren't worse, it would be just as much. I mean... I can make an effort if you tell me about that thought you want to keep in your mind. we're really doing good and I'm shocked that even with the chaos and our obvious drowsiness at times, we still managed to do this right 😶

I already agreed with a lot of things you said, but on this one I completely and entirely agree. I dare say I agree 119%. It seemed illegal to do the “119%” thing, I will never do that again. aww I love it when people stay in touch with their high school friends 🥹 I don't know why, but in my head you'd be the one giving some, slightly chaotic, advice, not the other way around. it's a lot of work, but that just makes the idea of ​​sending a letter even better, things handmade by one person for another are generally so cool to me. now that you mention it... it really seems like a common theme among queer people, but I'm pretty sure it was just a safer way for them to talk to their loved ones. and once again trapped in something beautiful and sad.

really?? In that case I wouldn't want to hear about your two cats either. he's a gray cat but sometimes it seems like in another life he was an orange cat istg, I remember the day he just ignored me the whole day. he was mad at me because I had to wake him up (he was sleeping on top of me and I had to go out) and he only “talked” to me to ask for food, he didn’t even sleep with me that day 🥺 well, I think this could change my mind...

good because I don't think I can control this. and that's so good, being able to explore conflicts and different reactions in an angst so cool, not to mention that if you want you can also add fluff there. angst literally the best and most flexible genre. (I said that to have a reason to give you another star kshajwkwkk-- but yeaah, you guessed it yourself without my help, atta girl. but I'm going to hold on to this star for a while longer, I'm still thinking)

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idk, i think it was more than fair so 🤷 oh, don't worry my mind is definitely made up, i just like to keep you on your toes, it makes things fun. thank you for this, very deserved, win. i think you’ll find luck is still on your side.

nope, i think your side is less embarrassing than mine. but if we’re both clearly encouraging each other...we might just have to bite the bullet. but idk, that's just what i think 😶 it’s very impressive and i’m, clearly, very happy about it.

you can definitely do the 119% thing again, i liked hearing it [reading it, ig] from you. she's quite literally the only friend i have left but i’m more than okay with that, she's the best. i love handmade gifts so much, i used to always write letters for my friends except i would just hand the paper to them instead of mailing it. i love having physical reminders of people but that might just be because i have a horrible memory. it's a lot of work which just makes it more thoughtful. yeah, that's definitely why, see the before mentioned themes of longing and secrecy.

stop, that's so cute akskjsjdjsjs my two cats are adorable but also very annoying when they want to be. one of them was definitely a dog in a past life and the other just has abandonment issues lmao. my cats always get mad when i have to leave for school even though i give them love and food as soon as i get back home smh. good, i think we're finally reaching an agreement, i’m very proud of us.

good <3 exactly! you can do so much with it and expand it until it turns into something else entirely. [so…does this mean you're finally gonna give me another star? 🥺 ‘cause you're stringing me along and leaving me without my very well-deserved wins and rewards]

[yezzyyae]

Listen when I make posts about Sydney Adamu from “The Bear” I always post the facts of the show. I am not making up things I literally point out her behavior from the 2 season she been on “The Bear”. It’s so crazy how ppl get on my post and call themselves cursing me out but never can dispute the facts I laid out.

That is called insanity literally Sydney Adamu’s fans are INSANE! They ignore the facts and make up things like this imaginary relationship they see between Carmy & Sydney. How can adults be soo insane and make up things, take scenes out of context, literally rewrite the script, & disrespect Carmy & Sydney’s friendship.

I know insanity is contagious so I don’t fault a lot of yall but the majority of yall “Sydney & Carmy’s shippers” need to be checked in a mental ward. Esp that scene near the lockers Season 2 Episode 1 “Beef” and Carmy & Sydney is awkward saying goodbye cause they going home early for the day. I seen someone say “Carmy wanted to ask Sydney out on a date that’s why he was awkwardly standing there” 😂😂wait I have to laugh but how did yall get that from that scene. Carmy & Sydney’s whole life is cooking & the restaurant at that moment so going home super early and not working was super awkward they didn’t know what to do w/ their free time. NOT CARMY SCARED TO ASK SYDNEY ON A DATE! INSANE ASS FANS!

Wait the other scene I hate if Carmy buying Sydney the “chef whites jacket”. As a friend Carmy seen how happy Sydney was looking at his and Carmy listens to his friends around him. So as a friend and boss Carmy order Sydney a “chef whites”. It was a kind gesture not romantic applied but Carmy being kind. Like Carmy giving Tina his special hand craved knife. So is Carmy in love with Tina because he gave up that special knife that he loves. I WILL LET YALL SHIPPERS THINK ON THAT!

INSANITY IS RUINING A GREAT SHOW “THE BEAR”. The writers does not need y’all help to writer this story Chris Storer and his team is doing an excellent job! Stop taking scenes out of context and lying it’s weird! Plus LEAVE ME ALONE UNLESS YOU CAN SHOW ME FACTS. Back up yall thoughts the show have 2 seasons because I can back up mines.

Sydney takes no responsibility she quit when Carmy realized her mistake and called her out. Sydney should have threw her dish away not give it to a customer. Sydney is disrespectful to Carmy & does not respect him. Sydney always argue back with Carmy when he correct her esp in the kitchen when he can cook way better than Sydney ever can! Sydney was an evil bitch to Richie and brought his daughter up in their argument which was cruel! Sydney is clingy and weird. Sydney was jealous of Carmy’s drawings which is stupid. Sydney can’t cook every recipe Carmy & her tried she got wrong and when she went to go cook on her own she still couldn’t cook properly! THESE ARE ALL FACTS IN THE SHOW!

I feel sorry for the world because there are soo many Sydneys out here who think that behavior is okay. Smh and it’s fucked up.

[ackmate]

December 12 2022

Hello void of the internet.

Have you ever felt like the whole universe, energy itself is against you? This hollow feeling of maybe something similar to hate and distrust just festers in your chest as more and more unfortunate things keep happening to you.

That’s how I feel lately. I want to enjoy this year’s Christmas more stupidly joyful than any previous year of course. But that nagging feeling that everything is going wrong and going to get worse just won't leave me alone.

As of today when my school held its yearly vOicE oF sTuDenTs (they say) literally could not have picked a more fake, empty, cringy name. The first year we were informed of its shallow intentions and the non-existent change it serves to us... the actual students... filling these things. “Don’t write things like: I  wAnt A Locker!” well why not...bitch...? I say that with full respect.

You gave us once a year to “voice” our opinions and still! Limit! Our! Voice! or what little left of it. ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!!!!!! If someone was going to ask me how (capital capital capital) I feel about this I would say I think it’s a fucking dumb concept and you should just go **** yourself. Not fuck, not piss, more sinister. I am so full of hate for that right now.

Anyway back to this year’s round of bullshit VOS. For the last remaining, two, most important questions: 

1. Do you believe that this school has helped you in achieving your goals and dreams?

2. What do you think of the school’s overall performance?

I just wanted to say, or well, circle. “Not at All. Not Satisfied. Fully Disagree.”

I was under no influence but just the truth of what I witness everyday for three years. AND! Lo and be-fucking-hold there he was, the teacher in charge of my class’ VOS proofing me right.

I feel validated when I say this school is shit and should burn down yes. But also so, so, so, so, so, SO FUCKING PISSED OFF.

He started by calling my last name to which I responded “Yes?” then he approached me at my desk.

“These last two questions. I think you’re mistaken.”

He handed me my survey slip to let me see again with my own eyes the answers I so willingly chose, with my own operating brain.

“No, it's not mistaken. I personally think so.”

“You think so? Really?” cue passive aggressive laugh. “That’s a problem, I mean in the three years of being hear you really didn’t think you achieved some growth?”

I still feel so bad. For him. For the small person that he is. In his small world. With friends as small as him, and not big enough to turn him into a sensible person.

Is that even a question to ask from any institution? Are they so full of themselves that they think my growth is dependent of my being at that school? You are so full of shit.

I grew a lot. I still have a lot to grow. But it was never by virtue of going to school. I’m not even friends with anyone in my class. I’ve never had a single meaningful conversation with anyone there.

I grew because it was my decision to do so. My growth came from myself. In second year after the mistreatment I received from one of the teachers at the school itself (surprise) I decided to seek even more grow, to be above whatever the fuck shit-show is happening at school. I reached out to independent cafe, bookstores to meet new people, to actually find good people.

I sought for challenges, on my own. I spoke out and found my own internship. I spoke out about racism in this country for a speech competition. I spoke out about my desire to learn the shamisen and have went far in progress from last year, earning me a chance to perform live in a professional Shamisen event in Shibuya city. I spoke out to a well known magazine company in Japan and proactively offered to illustrate as much as I could.

I grew then because of me and the people that I met. And I’m going to grow more not because of toxic small minded institution such as this school. Where my voice is limited, where no one is courageous enough to speak out, where I had to advocate for myself.

SMH... I mean... I’m never going to give up. I feel like shit right now because of editorial mistakes I made during internship, just relationship stuff, finding a job, and now this little bitch decided to make a fuss about me simply filling in according to my will.

But as Lady Gaga said, never give up. If there’s a hundred people in the room... umm or something... I just need one person who believes in me...

Plus I am never going to work in a full on Japanese company because I know shit like this is going to turn up and I would probably kill myself in a world where no one would be on my side.