#and it broke my heart like people just see him as this big strong guy to push responsibility on to

[lyriumsings]

baldurs gate is so funny it’s just

laezel &shadowheart: let’s break you outta this religious cult!

wyll & gale: let’s break you outta this unhealthy relationship!

astarion & karlach: let’s break the people who broke you!

that’s it that’s the game

[blingblong55]

Happiness-Simon "Ghost" Riley

photo credits: @ave661

Part 1

---- F!Reader, angst, divorce, ex-husband!Simon, dad!Simon, happy ending ----

A/N: I owe it to heal you so...here it is, second/final part

It's been two years. Two years of missing his laugh, the warm blanket he would cover you in, the little whispers when he was sick and you were there to baby him. If you see him pass his new girlfriend, you see yourself kissing him. Does she whisper sweet nothings when he is anxious? Does she make herself a fool just to see him smile? There is happiness after him, yes but there was happiness because of him. Happiness, what a cruel world.

"Where is Daddy taking you?" "Daddy wants to surprise…" your son says her name and each time you hear it, your heart and mind block her. "…so he is taking us to the park," your son is so innocent.

By noon, the girl that you swear you're kind to arrives holding his hand. "Ready, buddy?" Simon asks and carries his son. Why must they look like a perfect family? Did you and him ever look like that?

"Bye mummy!" your son waving as he walks out with his father. "Bye, sweets," you fake that smile.

As the door closes again, there it is, that funny feeling and all you can do is drink wine and look at old photos. That white dress, the same one he swore vows to, the same one you wore as you two danced in an empty kitchen. Sleepwalk by Santo and Johnny played as he whispered how in this life, you were his person. If only then your heart knew the lie those words held.

You tried to move on, but every guy that you talked to or were set up with was compared to him. No smiley face after the text? Simon would do it. The new date didn't hold your hand when crossing the street? Simon made sure to hold it and went past that, Simon parked close to the restaurant, just so your heels wouldn't hurt you.

Dirty dancing in crowded kitchens, whispers during dinner with friends and kisses that felt like renaissance paintings, that is what Simon gave you and now, he gives it to her.

"Marry me, marry me for all I've got and I swear this world is yours, my world and heart are all yours," his desperation presents. "I'll marry you if you marry me," you smile and he laughs. His strong arms wrap around you as he spins you around the room. "Oh my love," he says when he kisses you.

Ten at night, Simon and your son at the door, "We're home!" your son runs to hug you and you smile, hugging him back.

A flashback runs to you.

It's a secret ceremony, two people, one backyard, two rings and two vows. "I always asked myself why me? I met you in a crowded street, a busy lane and there you were. Two years of understanding you, all your problems, all the nightmares, understanding that heart of yours and….here I am. I swear on all I've got that no one will ever replace you, no one can." You wipe tears away as you read. "I have no idea what the future holds, I'm a mess and…you love me. It must be a curse to love me and you bit the apple. You're a mess, I love you and it's a blessing to love you, I'll kiss you to wake you up."

In those pale brown eyes of his, Simon finds tears that run down. "I want to be the girl you always dreamed of and every day, that's what I'll try to be." ---

"Mummy?"

"Huh, oh yeah. How was it?" You ask Simon. "Not long enough," he kisses your cheek as he walks inside. "Where is she?" "Home, I dropped her off." He answers and walks upstairs. Simon Riley, the same man who has you looking for all the poisoned apples, waiting to give that kiss his lips need.

Eleven at night, little one asleep, Simon hugging you goodbye and as he pulls away, you keep him there. "Don't leave, I'm tired of playing strong," you whisper and his heart shatters.

Was this not what you wanted? He forced himself to love someone new and yet, you were there, begging with those eyes of yours for him to listen to the silence of pleas. Those big arms of his, wrapping you in a blanket of home.

"…I broke up with her, that's why she didn't come with us," he confesses and in that moment, that tunnel with the light at the end appears again. "What?" you pull away and he nods. "I can't love her like I do you. I feel like I'm cheatin' on her each time my mind wanders to you. I compare her to you. She doesn't make me laugh, she can't do it."

"Simon-"

"It's not like I dated her for long and she understood, that and she also wants her ex-husband back," he laughs at the irony.

"I'm not asking that you take me back, that all goes back to how it was before but what I am asking is that you give me Friday at 6 pm, dinner at our favourite place, on me." There it is, that smile of his. His dimples show when he sees your eyes go wide.

"I don't know-" "Dinner on Friday, 6 pm and I swear you'll love me until we are old and grey," a young Simon Riley once told you. You were just 23 and he 26. Looking at it now, it's funny how life works. Date nights, always at the same shitty restaurant you both grew to love, always a Friday at 6 pm, always tulips, always a kiss on your hand because he loved how you blushed.

He hated change, he hated how he never saw himself celebrate your 12th anniversary and he hated how he missed you dancing in the kitchen, that white dress on you and how he kissed your body on every anniversary since the first time he called you his wife.

Traditions, those never seem to end.

2 years later, one secret renewal of vows, one backyard, two rings, two vows and three hearts, four if you included that baby girl in your belly.

Simon Joseph Riley and the obvious beauty of his missus R/N Riley. Spring, flowers, the giggles from your son and the warm laughter of your husband and you serving lunch with that big belly of yours. "Boys!" you call out.

He bit the apple, you kissed the poisoned lips and now live in a dream with the perfect little family.

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[pikatrainer99]

Let's talk about Barry for a minute.

This boy is so underappreciated and gets way too much hate just for being ADHD incarnate (or as the haters say, "his hyperactive squirrel brain"). The haters also don't recognize that Barry actually has a character arc in the games. He learns the importance of slowing down throughout his journey, especially after his loss to Jupiter at Lake Acuity. He had been one step ahead of the player the whole game, but this loss actually makes him stop and think things through for a bit, deciding to take his time and train up more. As a result, the player is the one to get the last Gym Badge and make it to the League first. Also, let's not forget that Barry had the patience (and probably hyperfocus) to get a MUNCHLAX and a HERACROSS from the honey trees...y'know, the two RAREST honey tree Pokémon...? Yeah...that takes PATIENCE. Even I don't have the patience for that...but I'm also a very impatient person myself (I blame my parents, who are also impatient, for passing it on to me and my brothers), my "now now now" attitude has driven my family crazy millions of times by now, but I digress.

Something else that's important to mention is Barry's personality (other than his ADHD traits, that is). This kid is a genuinely good guy. He's the player's best friend and that doesn't stop when he becomes the player's rival. He gives the player tips, he doesn't look down on the player or bully them, he's always excited to see them whenever they cross his path, is genuinely happy for them when they get their last Gym Badge and says he won't be far behind, etc. Barry also genuinely loves Pokémon, they are his friends, not tools for battle. He gets angry when around Team Galactic because of how they treat Pokémon, he went into empathy overdrive for Uxie's suffering after losing to Jupiter at Lake Acuity, etc. And he gets excited and happy when around people who love Pokémon as much as he does, like the player and Gym Leaders, for example. Barry also NEVER gives up, which is definitely a great character trait, especially for a rival character. He's set on his goal and nothing can pull him away from it, not even multiple losses to the player. It makes me feel less bad about beating him because I know he's just gonna bounce back each time and try again. That's just how Barry is and he's my favorite friendly rival because of it. I never feel like I'm crushing his dreams like I do with Hop, for example. Instead I'm making him stronger, both in resolve, and as a Trainer.

That doesn't mean that he doesn't have a sad side to him though...because he does. He has daddy issues, BIG TIME. This kid's whole motivation is to get strong enough to challenge and defeat his dad, Tower Tycoon Palmer. He wants to be acknowledged by his dad SO BADLY that in Pokémon Masters he straight-up TELLS YOU that the reason he keeps fining people is because he wants to use the fines he collects to build his own Battle Tower because, in his mind, that's the way to get acknowledgement from his dad. But no one ever takes him seriously (most likely because of how often he does this, how much money he asks for, and also the fact that he's a CHILD), so he never gets any money. I'll be honest, my heart broke for this poor kid during that conversation. I used to think that Barry's "I'm fining you 10 million Pokédollars!" was just his way of expressing annoyance or even just a verbal tic of sorts...but in Masters it's revealed that he's dead serious when he says those things, all because he's so desperate for his dad's approval that he wants to make him proud by building and running his own Battle Tower. Again, he's a CHILD! That shouldn't be any child's goal, especially not for something all kids deserve, which is parent approval! As someone who is ALSO constantly seeking my own dad's approval, this conversation hit home for me. My dad doesn't really approve of anything I'm interested in or anything I do, he wants me to be someone else entirely...but I can't be who he wants me to be, I can't be who ANYONE in this world wants me to be...I can only be myself and I want to make my dad proud just by being me...

The Pokémon Evolutions episode "The Rival" is ALL ABOUT Barry's daddy issues. Everything he does and says in that episode is all about getting strong enough to challenge his dad. He's able to beat him in the end, finally getting the acknowledgement he deserves (he would still deserve it even if he didn't win, or even get to challenge him, let's be clear). So it's a happy ending there, but in the gameverse that's not a clear-cut thing that happens, so we never know if he even does get to face his dad. He shows up in the Fight Area on weekends to battle the player but that's really it as far as I'm aware. In the games, Barry also admires Crasher Wake and wants him to take him under his wing and mentor him, but Wake refuses, which honestly makes me angry since Barry clearly wants (and needs) a father figure in his life since Palmer is absent all the time. At least in the manga Wake does train Pearl, so there is ONE Pokémon universe where Wake mentors the kid...buuuuut he should've done it in the games too, just sayin'.

So yeah, that's basically my ramble on Barry. Honestly this wasn't planned or anything, I just out of nowhere started thinking about Barry and how hated he is, and impulsively wrote this whole entire essay without scripting it out beforehand so this might be a bit hard to follow 😅. But I just love this kid and I don't understand the hate he gets, so he deserves an appreciation post in my opinion...so this is the post! Let me know what you think down below!

[anonymous-dentist]

A tiny little merpepito au for the week

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Pepito misses Apa Roier. Pepito misses Apa Roier so much it hurts, and Apa Roier is so close! He’s just on the other side of the ship, and Pepito can tug on his shirt and get picked up and held the way Apa Roier used to hold Pepito in The Ocean, but. But he’s sad, and it’s all Pepito’s fault, because Pepito is a Very Bad Pepito.

Every night, Pepito eats dinner at the same table as everybody else. He sits by Pomme, because she’s nice, and by Richarlyson, because Richarlyson is too small to sit at the adult side of the table. But Pomme sometimes leaves her seat and asks her mom to hold her, and Richarlyson always goes to bother his dads. But Pepito… can’t. Because Apa Roier looks so sad when he looks at Pepito, and Pepito might start crying if Apa Roier tells him why.

Tonight, four days after Apa Roier joined the crew, Pepito sits alone and eats Pepito’s dinner. Pomme is with Miss Baghera, and Richarlyson is with Captain Celbi, and Pepito. Is. Alone.

Pepito sits with his head down, and he picks at his food idly with a fork.

He jumps as a plate it dropped in front of him.

He looks up, and there is Apa Roier with a fish bone sticking out of his mouth.

In the Language Of The Ocean, Apa Roier says, “Ayyyy, Pepito! There you are! I’ve been looking for you all day!”

He sits, and Pepito’s hands shake.

“Have you been avoiding me?” Apa Roier gasps.

Pepito doesn’t like lying, so Pepito almost nods. But then Pepito remembers that he’s a pirate now, and pirates are evil. So Pepito shakes his head slowly.

Apa Roier nods. “Ahhh, I see. You’re just too busy for me now, I get it.”

Pepito’s stomach turns uncomfortably.

“You’re a big Pepito now,” Apa Roier says. “And I’m just an old man.”

He even puts on his old man voice- the one that he does to piss Ama Rivers off that makes Pepito laugh- when he says that, but all Pepito does is put his fork down and stare at his plate with a chilly-feeling heart. He feels bad.

Miss Mouse laughs at the other end of the table. Misters Pacandmike are arguing with Captain Celbi.

Apa Roier is quiet.

Pepito isn’t going to cry. He isn’t!!! He’s a Strong Pepito! And he’s a pirate! Pirates don’t cry, they make people cry!

…Pepito probably made Apa Roier cry. Apa Roier probably broke down the second he heard what Pepito did, all because Pepito did a Very Bad Thing because Pepito is a Very Bad Pepito and and and and-

“Pepito,” Apa Roier quietly says, “I’m not angry.”

What?

Pepito looks up with wet eyes. He makes eye contact with Apa Roier, which honestly makes Pepito feels so much worse because Apa Roier looks kinda depressed with only two eyes. The Sea Witch took his eyes because of Pepito; just one more bad thing that Pepito has done.

Apa Roier gives a small smile. “I don’t know why you ran away, but I’m not angry. I mean, I’m pissed, but I’m not angry, you know?”

Pepito doesn’t know, but he also doesn’t care, because what does Apa Roier mean, he doesn’t know why Pepito ran away? He has to know! He’s a genius!

“BadBoy might be a real fucking creep sometimes, but he brought you to a real good guy,” Apa Roier continues. He glances over at Captain Celbi, his smile turning Weird. “I mean, Cellbit is kind of an asshole and he’s probably going to Hell, but he’s a nice guy.”

“Are you talking about me?” Captain Celbi calls, the same Weird smile on his face. Huh.

Apa Roier rolls his eyes and flips him off.

Pepito’s eyes widen. Apa Roier is so brave! Everybody knows not to mess with Captain Celbi, he’s evil! Mister Mike says so at least once a day!

“But listen, Pepito,” Apa Roier says, looking back at Pepito, “if you think I swam for a month to come and get you just for me to say I hate you or something, then you really are as stupid as your Apa Mariana. Because I-” (He reaches across the table and boops Pepito right on the nose.) “-will never let any stupid human pirates bully my Pepito. Only I get to bully you.”

Pepito’s eyes are starting to water again, dang it. Pepito is a Strong Pepito!

But then Apa Roier looks at Pepito’s plate of food and sighs and starts moving stuff from his own plate to Pepito’s, saying, “Pepito, Pepito, Pepito… You’re allowed to have more than fish for dinner. We’re pirates now, have pirate food. Here.”

And Pepito can’t help it. He missed Apa Roier so much…!

He jumps from his spot at the table and runs around to Apa Roier. He holds his arms up, and Apa Roier clicks his tongue annoyedly, but Apa Roier picks him up with a groan:

“Pepito, what the fuck? When did you get so big, eh? You’ll be taller than Mariana at this rate!”

Pepito is a growing Pepito, Pepito knows this. But he settles down in Apa Roier’s lap, anyway, and he hugs him because he can because Apa Roier doesn’t know that Pepito is a Bad Pepito. He still thinks that Pepito is a Good Pepito even if he is a Pirate Pepito now.

Apa Roier doesn’t know what happened. And Apa Roier never will.

[bookishdaze]

Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes Review. More like Rambling and Word Vomiting.

I saw it last night. Finally. After so long!

I personally thought it was good, and a solid addition to the POTA franchise. I don't think it's better than Dawn or War, but I'm willing to bet that by the time the full trilogy is out, Kingdom is gonna be looked back upon as a good beginning to Noa and Mae's story, the same way Rise, despite being most people's least favorite of the Caesar trilogy, is still an amazing intro to Caesar's story.

Some nitpicks. Despite the movie being 2.5 hours long, I felt like the final act came too fast? Like, I understand what people meant with the pacing issue. Suddenly we were in the 3rd act and I was like "Wait, we're here? It's done?"

Now, onto the characters! Let the fangirling commence!

Noa

I loved seeing how his journey and character started and where he ends by the end of the movie.

Him going from "That is the law" to "That is the law. But the law is wrong" was so satisfying.

And him being able to call the eagles to him by the end was great to see. By the way, THE SINGING SCENE WITH THE EAGLES???? LIKE???? It could've been so corny but I LOVED IT???

I'm so glad this movie answered the question of whether apes can sing. Yeah, I know they are only humming, but I'LL TAKE IT. APES CAN SING. YESSSS!

He was just a really nice character to follow. I can't wait to see how he'll be like in the next movie after the events of this one transformed him.

I also think he is the kind of protagonist we need after Caesar. I love Caesar, but Noa is....hmm, I guess you could say softer? More naive? I'm sure he'll get tougher as the movies progress like Caesar did, but I like this change.

Mae

I am a Mae defender. Yes, she did betray Noa in the end. I expected her to tbh. And I understand why she did it. She was right in that Proximus getting his hands on those weapons would've been disastrous.

She has probably been taught all her life nothing but bad things about the apes. She was not going to switch sides just because she met Noa. We still got two whole movies after this. She probably won't have her "redemption" until the 3rd movie. I can honestly go on rambling about her, but I'd rather save that for another separate post.

Raka

I really like him. He's great and funny. I love seeing how he talks about humans and his hopes for humans and apes.

Right before he dies, he reminds Noa "Together, strong." His final words and his necklace as a gift to Noa serve as a reminder. A reminder of a hopeful future where apes and humans can coexist. (And then Noa passing along that same necklace to Mae? Bringing a reminder of that hope for peace into her world? Ugh. So good.)

Also, "He was my village." LIKE. DID HE LOSE HIS PARTNER? MY HEART.

Proximus

I thought he was cool. He gave my mother and I a jump scare at the dinner scene where he slams his fist. Also, the way he was just in awe of the gun after Lightning dies. He has his priorities.

Soona and Anaya

Those two were so cute, and I loved their friendship with Noa.

Anaya broke my heart. In the beginning at the tunnel scene, he's all like "Anaya is not scared." But at Proximus's kingdom, he looks terrified at the dinner scene, and before he goes on the mission to climb the wall, he goes "Anaya is scared" and didn't want to go. Poor guy. He pulled through in the end though.

Although *puts on tinfoil hat* this makes me wonder if this foreshadows how his fear will lead him to make a big mistake in the future movies. Similar to what happened with Winter.

Soona was so sweet. Although I'm disappointed we didn't get more of her with Noa. I saw an interview where Soona's actress described a moment where after they are reunited, they kind of make known their feelings for each other or something like that. But...it didn't happen?

Mae and Noa

Alrighty, I'm gonna briefly put on my shipping goggles on, bear with me, because one has to be a teensy bit delusional for this type of stuff, BUT....

I sensed a....vibe? Not a romantic vibe. They are nowhere close to that yet. But I felt like there were tropes and scenes between them that simply imply a romantic path is a possible direction for their relationship. I will make a separate post about them. I wanna wrap this up, lol.

The ending

I liked the ending. It has me so excited for the future of this trilogy. Now that the humans are able to communicate with others, what will this mean? How will Mae be torn between her people and the apes? Same with Noa? I need to know naooooo

8.5/10 stars (I ain't done rambling about this movie yet. But it's my birthday, and I gotta go out and have some dinner, hehe).

[xxchaosjojoxx]

What's your type?

After the defeat of Big Mom and Kaido, The strawhats, the Heart pirates and the kid pirates were celebrating with the whole Wano Kuni.

As you sit with the girls they are curious what type of guy you prefer, unable to know that someone overhears it.

A/N: OMG I can’t anymore. Since I wrote “I can’t stand you”, Penguin with that dominant side lives free in my head. This man will ruin me for sure one day.

After the defeat of Big Mom and Kaido you had a party and this one was huge. Everyone in Wano was celebrating their new freedom. You sat in a group with Carrot, Robin, Nami and Ikkaku. Even though you talked with them the whole time, your eyes wandered off every now and then. Robin soon noticed and could see that you were glancing over Penguin and the rest of the boys. Whenever your eyes landed on him, a light blush would be shown on your face. Robin smiled, knowing of your crush on Penguin just by observing you. You guys were talking about various things until Carrot pointed out what type of guy you would prefer. Carrot only wanted to get you to talk, little did she know what that question would lead to. Robin saw a good opportunity and smiled. “Maybe Y/N likes cute and funny guys. The one who will crack a joke and loves to make her smile. You know? Like Usopp, Luffy, Shachi or even Penguin.” As she mentioned Penguin, your pupils went wide and you broke eye contact with her. Robin knew something right? No way she would emphasize his name just like that.

Ikkaku could see what Robin was up to, she knew for sure of your crush. The two of you were sharing a room, so it was natural to talk about this kind of thing, right?

So Ikkaku decided to join. “Or the one who will do everything for their partner. Treating them like a princess. They would do everything to please them in any way.” Ikkaku grinned and you shot an unpleasant look at her. You didn’t want to be the center of it. “I could totally see Sanji in this role. Jean Bart and Hakugan as well.”

“Jinbei is one of those guys as well. Hakugan is your helmsman, right?”

You nodded while Ikkaku pointed at Hakugan. “I can totally see Hakugan as a totally sweet partner once he has someone to open up his heart.”

You were all smiling and you thought this would be it. Nami didn’t want to stress you out even more, she knew you were kinda uncomfortable being in this kind of position with everyone asking you about your ideal type of guy. That was until she could see the back of a person that tried to hide himself. This person stood still and was surely close enough to listen to the conversation you had. The only thing she could see for sure was a beige back and a little penguin on top of the head. She knew for sure who it was, with a diabolic grin she couldn’t help but join. Nami knew what she had to say.

“Or maybe the dominant type of guys.” You were looking at her. Noticing her grin and you felt unsure. “Like Zoro, Captain Kid, this Killer guy or even your captain.”

You were now blushing heavenly. “C-Can you stop now please? This irritates me.”

The grin on her face was still on and you were afraid of one thing.

Nami was coming closer to you slowly. “Oh, so am I correct? You know the one who will pin you against the wall, carrying you with their strong arms when your legs go weak. The one who will make out with you with their hot, needy kisses and-”

You interrupted her with a loud “STOP PLEASE!” while hiding your face in your hand.

Nami was now near your ear and whispered the last words. “...making you his own.”

You couldn’t help but squeak, hiding you even more, shaking your head while repeating the words “Please stop. This is so embarrassing.”

The worst thing was, everything you heard would be a free image in your mind. Of course you couldn’t help but think about these scenarios in your head now. But instead of the four people Nami mentioned, you were seeing your crush in every one of them.

Meanwhile Penguin was about to sit next to Shachi with a sad expression. The guys around them stopped their conversation to look at him.

Shachi patted his shoulders. “I thought you wanted to ask the girls to join us? Why are you so red, dude?”

Penguin was taking a sip, avoiding eye contact. “They were talking about Y/N’s type of guy just now.”

Sanji, who was sitting with them, began to talk. “I would be every type she wants me to be.” He had practical heart eyes right now.

Zoro couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah that’s the problem, shitty cook.” The two of them were fighting and insulting each other.

Usopp was the one who started to ignore his crewmates. “Tell us about it. We are curious.”

So Penguin told them what he heard. They ask you about your type of guy and which person they think will match this.

The man with the mask couldn’t help but snicker. It was Killer. “I would consider myself the second type of guy though. But I don’t mind being the dominant one as well. So who of them exactly is Y/N?” Hakugan and Shachi were pointing at you. “Oh, she is a cute one for sure.”

Hakugan smacked his shoulder, they were all a little tipsy now. “Yeah she is, but Penguin has been crushing on her since foooooorrrrever. So don’t court her.”

Killer began to laugh. “Don’t worry. Bro code.”

Penguin was still quiet and sighed. “Y/N was so red after Nami asked her about the dominant type. I’m not even close to that. Will I ever get a chance?”

Surprisingly Zoro was the one who encouraged the man with the Penguin hat. “Relax. Doesn’t mean she wouldn’t be interested in you. She has great taste in men, you know?”

“Not when you are in this category, mose head.” Sanji mumbled.

Usopp was jumping from his seat and everyone was looking at him in shock and surprise. “Maybe she just needs to think that you are the dominant type.”

Shachi soon joined him with a joyful smile. “THAT’S IT! We will teach you to be her dream guy. If she falls for you, it doesn’t matter if you are really her type or not.”

Everyone was either drunk or tipsy enough to agree and calling this a great idea. Even Zoro.

The only sane person in this moment took a sip while watching the chaos in front of him unfold. “This might be a pretty stupid idea.” Killer said to himself.

After a while and with enough courage in his body, Penguin was tipsy but determined to court you. The guys helped him, so what could go wrong? So he went over to your group. You guys were laughing and talking about some funny stories. Penguin coughed a little to get your attention. As soon as you saw him you showed him a bright smile and he could see that your cheeks were still a little red. Before you could say anything, Penguin talked. “Can we talk for a second?” You nodded and followed him. You could hear the laughter of the girls behind you, wishing you good luck. Penguin was ignoring you the whole way and you followed him into a small back alley. It was pretty dark and you could barely hear the music from this spot. “Do we have to be here? It’s kinda scary, you know.”

You could still only see his back figure and think if you did something wrong. Normally he doesn’t act like this.

“You trust me, right?” He said calmly and his husky voice sent a shiver down your spines. “Of course I do.” He turned towards you and you could see a devilish smirk on his face. “That’s a bad decision, love.” Without proceeding with what was happening, he pinned you against the next wall, leaning in so you could see his blue eyes under his hat. His eyes were like the reflection of the sea at night. You saw his smirk, could feel his breath on your skin. You had no idea what happened. You felt anxious and excited at the same time. Normally you would kick them off or scream. But this man in front of you was Penguin, even though his behavior was different, he was still the same man you loved for 3 years. Penguin was holding your chin with his right hand, while his other hand was now beside your head, giving him the support to lean in close enough to brush your noses together.

“You know that guys like me, we like…” He cleared his throat. “...I like to take what I consider ‘mine’ ”. You were confused and looked at him. Without any warning he kisses you. You deepened the kiss enough so he could explore your mouth with his tongue. Releasing your chin just to caress your cheek. You felt weak in your knees, as soon as your legs were about to give in, he was carrying you, pressing you further between the wall behind you and his chest. He moved towards your neck, plantering it with kisses and you felt dizzy from this sensation, Was it a dream? Were you drunk? You closed your eyes, enjoying the moment, grabbing his shoulders. Soon enough his lips found yours again.

He grinned into the kiss. //It worked// he thought. His crush was kissing him back. Penguin was happy and opened his eyes to take a look at your beautiful face. Just for him to saw a tear forming in your eyes. Within a second he pulled away, your feet were on the ground again, he held your waist for support, his forehead on your shoulder. Penguin looked down all of the sudden.

“I’m so sorry. I ehm.. They said if I was the type of guy you like, you would maybe start liking me as well…”

You were looking at him and blinked. “I already like you, Pen…”

He shot his head up and looked at you with a confused “huh?”

You were shyly looking away. “I think it was exciting... you know the thing you did just know but���it was not like you.”

Penguins expression faltered. “I am so so sorry, Y/N. I wanted our first kiss to be special and likable, not like this… I am an idiot.”

You caressed his face. “It was special and likable, because it was you. I guess if I knew that you did this to impress me, I would have been more open to it.” You grinned. “Even though it was not like you, I have to say... that was pretty hot and you were kinda sexy back there.”

Now it was Penguin who was blushing, a deep red in his face.

“S-So um… can I give you a proper kiss perhaps?” You nodded and smiled.

“And just for your interest. I like the cute and funny ones.” Your lips were meeting his in a lovely embrace.

As you both pulled back he was smirking. “You know I would treat you like a princess as well.” You smiled and closed the gap between you once more. After your lips parted away he was leaning in and could feel his breath near your ear. “And if you think this was hot back there…maybe I could be a little dominant like before, if you liked it so much.”

[nunalastor]

Serial Roommates

Guy: *looking remarkably chill for a guy shackled to a chair with guns aimed at his head*

Vox: *pouring himself some scotch* I guess this explains why the old timey prick never gave me a second glance…

Guy: Oh really? Do tell!

Vox: His heart already belonged to another and to the guy who almost exposed me no less? What a freaking joke!

Guy: *snorts* Woah there, Big Shot! Al and I are not “together,” never have been! We are just friends!

Vox: ALASTOR MUST BE IN LOVE WITH YOU! THERE’S NO WAY ANYONE WOULD GO THROUGH ALL THAT FOR “JUST A FRIEND!”

Guy: *gives him a long look at that is somehow both mocking and pitying* Huh. You’ve never had a meaningful relationship in your life, have you?

Vox: *glares at Guy, and starts chugging the scotch*

Guy: *conversationally* Ya knows, Voxy-Boxy, Al was always an excellent judge of character; he could read people like a book. It’s how he was able help me whenever I got stuck on a particularly difficult case. It was almost like he had a sixth sense exclusively for scumbags. So, imagine my surprise, when I found out that my best friend and the creepy cultist  that I was investigating used to be attached at the hip!

Vox: *says nothing, just starts refilling his glass*

Guy: It just didn’t make sense to me that Al would fall for any of the crap you spouted. He would- no, he should know better. But now, after our talk, I think I finally understand.

Vox: *despite himself, Vox listens, curious*

Guy: I think the reason Alastor got so attached, whether he realised it or not, is because he saw a bit of himself in you.

Vox: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GABBING ABOUT?!

Guy: Your self-worth is dependent on other’s validation or attention.

Vox: *bluescreens for 0.5 seconds, before sputtering back* I- He- HA! Did I hit you too hard? Do you have brain damage? Alastor is the vainest motherfucker in the pride ring! He doesn’t need anybody!

Guy: Oh, he’d love that you think so! Can’t have anyone else knowing “the truth,” can he? Can’t help but notice you didn’t contradict that about you.

Vox: I… I DON’T NEED TO EXPLAIN MYSELF! IT’S OBVIOUS TO ANYONE WITH A BRAIN HOW STUPID YOUR “DEDUCTION” IS!

Guy: *widens his eyes in “shock,” like the gullible puppy many mistake him to be* Gawsh, ya thinks so, Leader? That’s funny… I coulda sworn I hit da nail on da head!

Vox: *recognises the persona Guy played when they first met* Tch, can’t believe I ever fell for that…

Guy: Think about it. It explains the cult, the stalking, the hypnosis, the deals... It’s all about you being control. You force people to love you, because you are afraid no one would give you a glance otherwise and you’ll be alone.

Vox: *flinches* S-SHUT THE HELL UP!

Guy: *ignores him* You and Al really are similar in that aspect. Needing to put on a show to seem “worthy.” The sap believes that if he is no longer seen as “strong,” if his friends no longer see him as “useful,” then he will be abandoned.

Vox: *seems to be recontextualizing previous encounters*

Guy: *shakes his head sadly* Al’s always struggled with setting boundaries, continuing to let Mimzy use him as a guard dog no matter how many times it landed him in the hospital; so, honestly, I should’ve been more surprised that he’s the one who broke it off with you.

👀

[r0-boat]

One off headcannon concept:

Deity/God of love x ace/aro spectrum!reader

Cw: angst, unrequited love, one-sided love. Enemies to one-sided love, never returned one-sided affection.

(reader is on the Aro/Ace spectrum, And they are still finding themselves)

This God has no name so it can be interpreted in a lot of ways!

Hi I am on the aroace spectrum. This is from my point of view please don't kill me aroace community.

Coming back into the mortal world blends into society All his brothers sisters aunts and uncles have done this already.

So, the rumors are true? Humans do not need us? Some of his kin have blended wonderfully into human society and become highly successful. I mean, it's pretty hard not to. They are gods, after all. But He isn't so willing to submit his godlike title.

He was quite an arrogant fellow. So when he found out his powers didn't exactly work on you, he was not happy... He had heard of mortals with the power to be resistant to his weapons no matter how dangerous, no matter how potent. You are the first he had seen and possibly the first of many... So he studied you... It was not hard, especially when He overheard you trying to find a roommate, and he applied.

You hated him... Anyone would. At least he pays his bills on time, but you cannot stand how he would set you up with dates!

A lot of the dates were bland but not bad. And as time went on the two of you started to get relatively close... Underneath his confident, cocky arrogance that made you scratch up walls, he was pretty chill.

The last straw was when you went out with one of the people he picked, and they treated you horribly. He had a big smile coming to pick you up, only to see you crying on the sidewalk. His heart felt heavy when he saw you, knowing he had helped you prepare for that date. Hell, the two of you even had fun...

The car ride was silent on the way home. Usually, you yelled at or told him how the date was, but this time, you were silently staring at your phone, your eyes red from crying.

That's when he decided to give up on finding you dates. He finally learned that love isn't something you force. And even then, he comes to terms with the truth that some mortals are not capable of experiencing sexual and romantic love. But he decided to stay in the human world only because he liked your company.

All is well from a lot of talking and a lot of apologizing and a lot of silence, Your relationship is slowly repaired. And after that, all was okay. The two of you honestly were attached to the hip partners in crime your group of friends would call you.

But then things started to get weird. He would feel this ache in his heart when guys or girls would come up and talk to you. It felt wrong. He felt protective, possessive, and jealous.

What was not to love about you? Every little thing you did made him smile. But what took his heart You were awkward at first (even more endearing in his opinion) but once you broke out of that shell to him you were like gold. you are funny. And you were a natural people magnet. Everyone liked you. You are sweet and caring, You had strong morals yet, You were not opposed to learning more and changing your opinions. He could go on and on... Even the little things you did that was normal for mortals He was captivated by because the small ways you did it was so interesting. You are not perfect, no human is. But it somehow just made you more attractive.

Once he realized that he was the one who fell in love. It wasn't something out of happiness or confusion but fear and sadness and immediate acceptance. To him he knew 100%, that he fall in love with someone who could never love In the same way in return. He is desperate for the hide feelings because if you find out, he's afraid you might never talk to him again. But at the same time, he wants to support you and do everything for you because he loves you and wants to see you at your best. And he wants to be there for your worst. He generally cares for you, And he won't let his selfish feelings get in the way of that.

So he will continue to stand beside you. It hurts. But that's okay. He's content with this.

[sly-s-n0nfusion]

Hello octopathers I woke up in the mood to share opinions online so today it's the time to talk about

💫 Erhardt's War Crimes 💫

as well as explaining why I don't, never did, and will never like him as a character

/!\ Disclaimer: I'm not here to judge anyone who likes Erhardt, truly. I'm 100% okay with liking morally gray characters in fiction (and I do myself, as a fan of characters such as Ogen, Oshka, Kaldena and Ceraphina, which are pretty bad/terrible people as well, some of them are much worse than erhardt lol) so if he's your favorite character and your little sopping wet meow meow, that's great (you're also part of like 98% of the octopath fandom so if someone has to be the weird one here that'd be me lol) so this post is completely judgement-free 🙏 /gen

I just felt the need to address the full extent of his actions in game as some sort of reminder because I feel like the actual consequences of those are often overlooked or straight up not acknowledged, also because we see a lot of that in CoTC and many people who played OT1 did not play that one, and because I have seen quite the number of fans out there being like "Erhardt did nothing wrong" or "I'm an Erhardt apologist" or "regicide ain't that bad" when I think what he did was actually pretty bad and here's why!

TW children death, spoilers for Olberic’s story and CoTC Bestower of All

Okay so we can all agree with the fact that what happened to him was horrible. Man had to watch his hometown (and family, too) perish in a fire while Hornburg did nothing to help and he's been indoctrinated since he was just a child by Werner, who we know as being great at manipulating and inducing fear in people. Like no wonder he wanted revenge.

In Ot1 we only see him killing King Alfred and thus causing the fall of the whole kingdom of Hornburg as stated by Olberic at the beginning of his story, and then his "redemption" speech during Olberic's chapters 3 and 4, and that's pretty much it. We aren't exactly told what happened to the people of Hornburg after that.

Well, Champions of The Continent tells us as the fourth chapter of the Bestower of All storyline is set in Hell, where Hornburg and its ghosts still stand. And I say ghosts because those are all that's left of its population, with the exception of a few other NPCs we encounter in game who were lucky enough to flee in time.

Now the part of map we can walk on is quite big but it’s still a small fraction of the Hornburg capital (as we can see from the huge amount of buildings around the castle) and there are approximately 30+ npcs’ souls wandering around the streets, inside the castle and outside the capital (again, they’re just the ones we’re allowed to see)

(Don’t let this image fool you, he’s dead. All of them are dead, he didn’t make it out alive)

The most tragic part of all of this are obviously the souls of two children that can be found in a house, discussing which one of the Twin Blades is stronger. And honestly this piece of dialogue broke my heart

I’m afraid to inform this poor kid’s soul that Erhardt actually played a major role in the events that caused them to get killed.

And this brings me to the conclusion of this saying that no matter how strong Erhardt’s desire for vengeance was, and how manipulated he was, it still doesn’t excuse what he did. “Regicide ain’t that big of a deal” well no it isn’t, but the consequences of it are. I refuse to believe Erhardt didn’t foresee what would happen to all the inhabitants of Hornburg, children included, after he’d killed king Alfred and gave complete access to Werner’s army. Of course the ones who couldn’t flee in time would get killed. Of course he knew, but that wasn’t enough to make him think about stopping his rage.

He’s not a war criminal because he killed a guy with a crown, he’s a war criminal because he sentenced to death the whole population of a capital city and if we had doubt at first, cotc gives us undeniable proof.

Yes he lives hating himself. Yes he does regret all of it. But he had a choice. And yes, being afraid of Werner hunting him down is a solvable problem when you’re at the apex of one of the biggest kingdoms’ military force, he could’ve asked for help if only he spoke. Causing the death of so many innocent people isn’t going to bring his family and hometown back and he knew it.

That’s why I think what he did was, in no way, excusable.

“Erhardt isn’t a villain” doesn’t stick with my view of things.

Now, on to the personal reasons why I don’t like him in particular as a morally gray character lol

And that can be summed up as “Olberic’s first two chapters made a pretty damn good job at making me hate him”

But no for real it has to do with me valuing trust more than anything else in life and having the habit of self-projecting a lot on every character I play. I tend to ask myself “what would I do in this situation, how would I feel” etc, so it came natural to me to wanting to punt Erhardt into the sun instantly as soon as I saw Olberic (the guy that was my main character in his ch1) literally start his story having nightmares and being depressed because of this guy.

Of course it was instant, deep hatred from me I swear I’ve rarely wanted to kill some guy in a jrpg as much as I wanted to make him pay for what he did (even if I knew well that Olberic’s main goal was just to seek answers).

Now imagine my utter disappointment when the game didn’t let me kill him lol (just kidding, of course after his backstory traumadump I ended up sympathizing a bit with him).

Also no, Olberic never forgave him for what he did, as precisely stated by him in his chapter 3, but he does give him another chance to redeem himself because Olberic is a much better person than I am.

I… have been wanting to write this long post for a while now. I hope I didn’t upset anyone with it as that was not my intention. I get why erhardt has so many fans, with the whole emotional trauma he has and his pretty face and fabulous hair, I really do and I don’t think you’re weird for liking him. I just like to ramble about fictional characters from time to time lol

Peace ✌️

[ichig00]

Highschool Au

Leon S. Kennedy X Reader

Part 3

Warning: NSFW ahead

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You blink twice to make sure you're sober enough to know that you're not dreaming or high. You don't know what happened, but you somehow ended up in your room, laying on your bed while you listened to Leon's stories about himself while he lay down next to you. He was messed up earlier and was crying hard, but now you guys are sharing sweet and happy memories you have and also sharing opinions with things.

"Oh, by the way, you told me you'll tell me who's your crush is." You heard Leon say beside you, feeling him shifted beside you. You can now feel his eyes bore your face. You can tell how drunk he is just by his swaying presence. 

Your eyes went big. You forgot about that. You sit up as fast as you could, heart beating fast and head suffering from ache of alcohol and by the way, you sit up so fast.

You almost throw yourself off of your bed by how fast you sit up, but luckily, you have a strong hold on your bed. "Shit." You mumble to yourself.

"So.. who is it?" You heard him ask, making you look back at him. You feel the alcohol hitting you again as you gulp.

"Would you still remember it later?" You asked him, and he shruggs his shoulders. "Usually, I will." He answered, looking directly at you, you avoided his contact.

"Well... I hope you forget this." You said hesitantly, but you still faced him and went to him, closing the gap between you with a kiss.

You felt him tensed up under the kiss. Your eyes hard shut as you press your lips into his, forcing yourself to him. Though he doesn't push you or rejected you, instead he kissed back and held onto you.

You broke the kiss, and you immediately looked into his eyes, looking for any reactions in his face. All you can see is happiness and shock on his face. "I-I.." You couldn't utter a word, but he immediately made you stop to kiss you again.

"Would this be wrong?" You ask once the second kiss broke off again. He shook his head, smiling widely as his dry tears on his happy cheeks have now completely disappeared. "No, I planned to break up with her. I've had enough of her." He added to his action as he looked directly into my eyes, his eyes filled with so much emotion.

"I've never been happy for the past week.. I couldn't believe I'm the one you liked, I've always found you attractive."  He says, looking at you like you're the first girl he would ever love.

"You do?" You ask hopefully that he's saying the truth. He nodded his head, pushing back a strand of your hair into the back of your ear. You feel your cheeks get heated by his action. You love the way he acts. You never thought of having him doing things like this to you.

You admire him and respect him, but don't expect him to like you back or do romatic things to you. You just admire him from afar, but now, it's different.

You look away, thinking to yourself if it's the right thing to do. You can feel your head throbbing the more you think. Yes, you both know that it's not the right thing since you two are still in a relationship with different people.

Should you continue this?

"Hey." You heard him say as you felt him placed his index finger under your chin as he guided your face to look up to him. You can't help but to be more flustered by his action, your heart beating faster than usual.

The things that are happening are unexpected. First: Leon was in your house, drinking, and now he's in your room, and you guys just kissed! How it excites you, the tension between you and the thrill that the others of your friends are still outside, passed out in your living room.

"Don't think too hard." He said, and after that, he kissed you again, but now it's more passionate is he pushes his tongue inside your mouth. You're breath hitch between the kisses as your tongues move in synch, passionately as your wet kisses continue.

His hand crawls up to your shirt as he slowly lays you down the bed without breaking the kiss. Your hand is gripping his shirt while the other hand is holding cheeks.

His hot tongue inside your mouth as you feel his hand in your stomach, he stopped as he pulled away from you. Looking at you with an amazed gaze while saliva strings still connects your mouth into his.

"Can I?" Leon asked, licking his lower lip. Never breaking the intense and passionate eye contact between you. He was asking permission to touch you. You nod without hesitating as you pull him into a kiss, feeling needy of his lips again.

You enter his mouth again and meet his hot tongue with yours as you feel his hands crawling up into your breast, his hands crawling to the back of your bra.

You gasped as the kiss stopped for a bit. He was on top of you as he slowly lifted your shirt up with your bra. His mouth opens as you can hear him breathe heavily as he stares down to your body.

You felt his hand on your sensitive boobs. Your nipples are sticking out by how horny you are. "So soft." He said as he massaged it slowly while he put up an amazed and happy expression in his face, like a kid having a new toy he'd been dreaming of.

He was about to lean down again and pull you into a kid, but then you both heard a  shuffling noise outside your room. You both shared a look as you two quickly arranged yourself.

You hook back your bra and settled your shirt down, patting it nicely as Leon lays in the bed and closes his eyes. Pretending to sleep, at the same time, you walk towards your desk and sit down on your table as you try to organise the things above it.

The door of your room opened, and you turned your head around and saw a groggy Claire. She enters your room looking at you and looking at Leon, who lays in the bed, pretending like you two didn't do something unholy a few minutes ago.

"Is he sleeping?" Claire asked as she walked over the bed and peeked at Leon, who continued to close his eyes and pretend. "Yeah." You answered while nodding your head, as your hands hold onto your phone acting like you're typing something.

You act like nothing happened but deep inside you can hear your heart beat so loud, your hands are getting sweaty as Claire scoot herself to your wooden chair that you're seating on as she scroll in her phone too.

You look over Leon and you saw him looking over you, he smiled and wink before closing his eyes again and turn his back to you and Claire as he pretends to sleep again.

You can't help yourself but blush as you tried your best not to smile while you went to your messages and texted Luis a good morning message.

[arthurflecksgirl]

Christmas imagines with Arthur Advent calender DOOR 4 - Visiting a Christmas tree farm with Arthur

This years christmas time wasn't like all the other years. December wasn't just December. It was a mission. YOU were on a mission to give Arthur all the magic of this special time of the year he never experienced as a kid. Every day was a new challenge to make his eyes glimmer as bright as the fairy lights. It was the greatest gift of all to receive. To see his face lightening up and feel his excitement.

Today your mission was to find the most perfect tree that would make it a fun time to decorate at home while listening to Arthurs favorite holiday tunes.

"I can't belive I'm about to pick out my first tree" he said, puffing a cigarette.

"Your first tree? I thought you had some later on as a grown up?"

"Nah" Arthur shrugged "I've tried not to remind myself of the holidays. Because of.... Bad memories. So I avoided any kind of decoration.... I usually just waited for the holidays to be over. It can get quite depressing when there is no one by your side.... But.... It's all different with you now. I really want to do this with you. Create new memories. Better ones. "

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and grabbed your hand. Holding hands still felt like magic to him. The intimacy of fingers being enterwined with each other made him feel save abd sound. As if nothing could hurt him anymore with you by his side.

"I'm going to make sure to create the most joyful Christmas memories for you, Arthur"

"I know" he smiled as you both stepped through the gate and walked into a space where hundreths of trees waited to be taken home.

"Oh wow, there are so many. I don't even know where to start looking". Arthur took a look around, watching the children playing hide and seek beneath the bigger trees. Laughter filling the air. For a moment your heart broke thinking of little Arthur.

"You know.... Seeing all these children makes me happy" he said "It makes me even more excited to look forward to our own little family one day".

You stopped to look into his eyes "Really?"

Arthur touched your cheek "Oh yeah"

You grabbed him and hugged him as tight as you could before you held his big hoodie with both hands to place a kiss upon the corner of his lips.

"Your lips are cold" he whispered.

"Do you think more kissing would help to change that?"

A shy nodded from Arthur before he leaned in to kiss you softly.

Warming up your lips got suddenly interuppted by a little girl bumping into you.

"I'm sorry" she quirked before running off.

Arthur couldn't help but laugh as you walked towards the most beautiful trees imaginable. Tall, bright im color, with the perfect shape and strong branches. There were so many of them it seemed almost impossible to choose one. . "Look Arthur. Dont you think these trees are the most beautiful?...... Arthur?" You got so lost in the moment you haven't noticed Arthur got distracted by something else.

"No, we won't buy that one. Just look at how ugly it is". A mother argued with her little son whetever to choose a specific tree or not. Arthur could tell the boy was upset.

"But I really want this one, mommy"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"We won't spent money on a tree as ugly as that. Can't you see how fragile it looks? It looks too fragile to even carry decoration. And and one branch in the middle is missing! If this tree was a person it would look like a homeless guy."

You sneaked up from behind to steal another kiss from Arthur, as you noticed the serious look on his face.

"Is something wrong, sweetheart?"

"I want this one!" Arthur pointed at the sad looking tree in front of him.

"This one? Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

"We can find better ones on the other side over here"

Arthur lit himself another cigarette "People treat this sad, little tree like shit. This little boy over there really wanted to have it. But I don't think his mother will give in. It's not fair. This tree deserves to be decorated as well. It might look fragile but maybe it just had been through much... ".

Arthur's words touched you deeply. He was able to see something in this sad, little tree other's couldn't. His sensitivity was truly a gift.

"Hey, excuse me? Lady?"

He stopped by the mum who called the tree ugly. "Please let your son have the tree he wants? I think it's really important to him to have that tree at home"

The woman gave Arthur a dirty look "And who are you to tell me what to buy?" She checked out Arthur's clothes. "Maybe you can't afford a real tree. But I can. So if you want an out of shape tree, why don't you buy it yourself?"

Arthur leaned over to the little boy "I'm sorry your mum can't see what we see but I promise you I will take good care of your tree, okay?"

The little boy nodded as Arthur got back to the mother "I will!"

Arthur waved at the salesman and happily bought the tree. It was small enough so Arthur could carry it under his arms.

"I can't wait for us to decorate it and give it new life. To....get rid of the old memories.... I've heard somewhere that trees have something like memory too."

"You've made the perfect choice, Arthur. The tree does deserve some love"

"It's good to take care of the weaker ones. I don't want this tree to end up as one of the forgotten".

You put your hand in Arthur's pocket to warm them up. For some reason his pockets always made you feel warmer than your own.

"And that's just another reason why I love you, Arthur"

[petrichor-reminiscence]

my restoration thots

everything is gonna be under the cut just incase people havent seen it yet, so uh spoiler warning under the cut!

there were a lot of things that bothered me. enough that tbh i don't remember them all, but i wanna start this off with the positives and things i liked ^^

first of all, my favourite thing ever, TEX AND CHURCH FINALLY GOT THE ENDING THEY DESERVED! i actually screamed when caboose brought back tex instead of church actually, and the whole thing also about her being brought back in their memory instead of the directors? their memory of her always kicking their ass and winning and being strong and brave and oaisjdgoasg all of that? screaming actually screaming. and her and church walking away in the memory unit thingy into the distance and jsiogjasdgiojadsgiosdg they got their happy ending that i've always wanted for them and that makes me very happy.

also, the va for caboose, let's talk about him rq. ofc it sounded wrong to me, he wasn't the og caboose, it wasn't joel, but the guy tried his best and i absolutely love that for him. i think he did a pretty good job, especially since the poor guy had 17 fuckin seasons of iconic caboose to live up to so ofc no one is going to actually live up to that. he did pretty damn good and if i see any hate about him i will cry thank you.

now, onto things that i enjoyed kinda but also were just oaijdsgioasdjg ahhhh y'know?

first, sarge's death. ouch. owie ouch ouchies ow. that shit hurt man. i think they did it pretty well though, and the fact that he died protecting a blue?! gave simmons his shotgun and told him he was proud of him?! told grif he never gave up on him even when grif himself had?! oasjdgisadjgs. he's their dad, their dad fr. it broke my fucking heart, but i like how it was handled, i was decently satisfied with it. i like how they buried him back in blood gulch, where it all started. it felt really fitting.

also, the fact that they kept church dead. tbh i'm glad they did. i was thinking with their whole talking about memories around the campfire, like if it were to bring back church, tbh i wouldn't have liked it. his death in 13 wouldn't have been as meaningful, as impactful. plus, them bringing back tex who we haven't really seen since season 10? iconic i loved it they brought my wife back and i loved every fuckin second of it.

next, something i have big big big thoughts on that i don't know how to organise: wash's ptsd and everything. first off, finding out he'd been hallucinating doc the entire time?! fucking OWCHIES :( and like at the end when lina was talking to him and reminding him that these things weren't his fault and how it came across in visions of his other beloved freelancers showing up and talking to him? screaming actually. watching wash and his mental state and how everything unfolded hit particularly close to home for me, as a ptsd-havin bitch myself ^^; the way he was treated like he was fuckin crazy in the hospital made me sick to my stomach, and then finding out oh hey wait he actually is a bit crazy he's hallucinating doc because he blames himself for his death i'm like welp okay that's oaisdjgosadjgoisgj. just seeing how they handled that reminded me so much of things i've gone through myself, and idk if i'd say it was handled well or not but it was certainly handled in a way that's for sure ^^; might just be some of my internal biases because topics like this make me feel sick for personal reasons ofc, but uh yeehaw lol yeehaw.

also, meta tucker. screaming. the flashes of him pulling through while being controlled and him like apologizing to caboose and caboose being like 'i've already forgiven you for whatever you'll do' AOIGSDAIG YEOWZERS :( my brain hurts man. and with sigma too, sadly it wasn't elijah wood, but miles luna did a phenomenal job imo, it really sounded like og sigma to me and had me convinced they got elijah for the final season up until i saw the credits lol. also, the fact that there was such a lack of meta/tucker and wash interactions??? heresy. blasphemy. illegal. i will be beating my head against the wall thank you.

ALSO. LACK OF DONUT WAS FUCKING TRAGIC. but, ADMIRAL donut? proud of our boy for working through the ranks! but i'm so upset we didn't get to see him other than a simmons flashback/vision of him in a fuckin cheerleader outfit - which honestly? iconic. at least we got something.

and the last thought of the post, fuckin grimmons. grif and simmons. i'm gonna put my head through the wall osaidjgsioadjgsdiogjsdag. the way that the first thing simmons did as red team leader was set grif free because he's always known about how much he wanted to leave, 'if you love something let it go' or whatever oiasdgjdsoiagjsd. grif deciding to stay for the fight before heading out, their goodbyes and grif inviting him to visit even though he knows it's probably never going to happen but he had to try anyways, aiojsdgoisjgoisdjg i'm screaming crying throwing up actually. they should've made out though so rip for that missed opportunity :( i enjoyed the moments we got but i also wish we got more if that makes sense, y'know?

anyways that's all i have the mental energy to blab about for now, because oaisdgjodsiag agh y'know? drained from fuckin sobbing so much all day lmao i'm just a lil guy ^^;

might post a pt 2 to this though, copy-pasting the notes i took on my phone like while i was watching lmao. fair warning though it's a MESS because i was typing without looking plus a lot of autocorrect haha. i'll probably post it anyways though because i find it really funny tbh lol

[newnlovesjennie]

midnight rain

nami/vinsmoke sanji

cws: implied sa, past child abuse, panic attacks

tags: angst, character study, nami-centric, sanji is kind, songfic, dark!nami, based on a ts song

wc: 1.3k

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My town was a wasteland, full of cages, full of fences, pageant queens and big pretenders. but for some, it was paradise.

she enjoyed putting on a show, displaying herself as a perfect women. pirate queen, top navigator, whatever label the world decided to don on her. it let the people see her better, and she couldn’t deny how much she enjoyed the looks she would get on the street. women sinking with envy, men salivating with lust, she knew she shouldn’t enjoy it, the pride that came with it, but something about it all healed her.

perhaps it was for the little girl still inside her, tattered robes and calloused hands. the little girl that felt like she’s not good enough or strong enough or smart enough to protect anyone, her village. the little girl who wasted her adolescence sweating away in a dark room, ankles shackled to the chair, seeing her nightmares and reality intertwine into what was supposed to be her dream. she internally begged for anyone to help her, save her, but she knew this was her duty. it was for her village, after all.

she didn’t grow up like other girls. she never experienced what a first crush was like, or how it feels to shop for new clothes, sleepovers, gossiping, giggles, girlhood. instead, she got used to leeching eyes, unwanted touches, and quickly learned the men she will be meeting in this world won’t be the chivalrous knights that her sister used to tell her about when they were very little. they were instead dissolute, carnal beings that only wanted her for one thing. she learned how much she’d benefit from it.

the strawhats were…. confusing. the love she felt from luffy was nothing like what all those men would force on her all those years before. it was unconditional, pure, and familial, and nami cherished it like it was her most prized possession. she forgot when the last time was that she felt comfortable enough to fall asleep in the presence of a man, without the undying fear of what would come next. newfound trust surged through her veins, and she flourished in it.

and then there was sanji. sanji, the corny cook that luffy, for some reason, stubbornly demanded be on their ship. he all cheesy words, artificial charm, and pure love. now that, that was the part that nami couldn’t understand. she prided herself on her ability to read others, to know what to expect with every interaction she had. but with sanji, the supposed most predictable man on earth, she couldn’t figure it out. she had witnessed countless, shameless men that would throw themselves onto her and be open about their affections, but sanji wore his heart on his sleeve with pure, unfiltered endearment. while the others would chalk it up to dumb flattery, nami saw more. she saw a man that was unafraid to show his love for the people around him, and she couldn’t help but feel heavily confused. it was shallow, she told herself. it was shallow, the love he had for her. the petnames, the fancy dishes, it was all an act, a lie he was trying to tell her, so that she could give him the one thing he wanted.

but then he was there, punching one of her abusers in the face for calling her “just a lousy girl”, then he was there, carrying her up a freezing mountain because she was sick. she knew he was a fairly handsome guy, and if he truly wanted to, could pick up a girl from any of the islands they visit and have a nice night together. so why her? why was he so hellbent on her? it’s not like she had anything to offer that would be different, did she?

My boy was a montage, a slow-motion, love potion jumping off things in the ocean, I broke his heart 'cause he was nice.

sanji… who is sanji, really? embarrassingly, nami found herself thinking about that more often than she could count. he was brave, for starters. incredibly kind. he’d never hesitate to help someone in need, even if it meant hurting himself in the process. self sacrificing, yes, that’s what he was. just like nami. he wouldn’t spare a second thought to rush into a fight, if it meant saving someone, even if it meant in his own demise. that’s just the kind of guy he is. 

loving, oh, the most loving man she’d ever met. it went beyond the daily dessert platters and cheesy love letters. it would be when they were at the dinner table, the room noisy as ever, and nami would suddenly realize she can’t move her fingers. or her legs, or her arms. and now, she can’t breathe. luffy would ask a thousand and one questions, and everyone else would be concerned. but nami was better than this. nami was stronger than this, she broke down easily, yes, but prided herself on being a backbone to the crew, being the sole reason they got anywhere in the first place. but in times like these, she felt useless, just like on the battlefield. useless, just like how she was when bellemere fell to the ground.

but then she’d lock eyes with sanji, and his eyes would soften in such a way that she felt like he knew exactly what she was going through, that he was in her place many times before. he’d put on his high pitched voice and ask nami-swan to help him find the frozen peas in the storage they have in the deck, and to everyones surprise, nami would agree. they’d leave and nami wouldn’t know what to say, whether to thank him or tell him to get lost, because frankly, she needed some time alone. but she didn’t need to do any of that, because sanji knew, he knew, so much that it scared her how much he knew. he’d make contact with her eyes once more and offer a smile, one filled with genuine love--as always. he knew she wanted to be left alone, that’s how she is. he’d return to the dining room and make an excuse about how she needed to check the navigation plans to see if they’re on track, and that would be the end of it.

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain, he wanted it comfortable, I wanted that pain, he wanted a bride, I was making my own name, chasing that fame, he stayed the same, all of me changed like midnight rain

they’d never work out, nami knew that much. they’d never work out, because he was too sincere and kind and sentimental, and she was anything but. she’d learned to love, the strawhats had taught her that much, but she was still scared. she was afraid he’d still be waiting at her doorstep, even after she’d create a fight out of nothing and push him away. she was afraid he’d forgive her, if she were to ever reap what she was taught in her teen years by the pirates that kept her captive, she was afraid she would be too much, too emotional, too broken.

and her hand hurt, the whole time she was waiting for luffy to wake up. stranded in an unknown land far into big moms territory, her hand ached from when she’d slapped sanji minutes prior. after years of soft eye contact and subtle, genuine touches, she couldn’t handle the icy stare he gave her before saying his goodbyes. is this how she felt when she saw nojiko’s reaction to her inclusion to the arlong pirates? though, a part of her knew he was just doing what she had done years prior, pushing his loved ones away to tackle an issue he thought only he should handle. they were two sides of the same coin, but despite that, she felt like her worst fears had come through, that sanji was finally tired of her, and she retaliated the only way she knew how. she was hurting, but she knew he was too.

[megalophobic-astronomer]

YOU. opinion on ttcc manager dynamics. do u have any headcanons

AHHHH I DO ! AND I AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED. heres a few of my head thoughts grinnn. ill put them under the cut :3c

- flint, holly and ben are friends. a chum of mine pointed out their potential, given flint likes drama, ben spreads drama and holly starts drama ^__^ theyd be at a mall and watch people from the corner before sending holly out to start something for shits and giggles

- william and alton are sooo straightman funnyman duo to me. i think usual conversations between them consist of alton rambling on and on to say something so small in five hundred words, with william responding bluntly in two

- big love for brubuck but i need it to be said that dave and buck are goofy and best friends before theyre lovers. as in theyd do dumb shit together and they are the best of friends while being in love is more of a byproduct. i mean of course theyre in love. they broke the space time continuum to be together as high roller. if thats not love i dont know what is

- dana and tawney speak regularly now! i remember reading somewhere that dana was the host of suitopia fm, tawney’s favorite radio show. originally dana saw tawney as just a fan, but after some time theyre mutually pretty close!

- theres not much to basis this one off of, but i think itd be neat if buck ruffler and buck wilde were acquainted in some way. nothing much, usually just light hearted conversations between the two. usually ruffler getting wilde to speak more, in which wilde appreciates

- chip and spruce are soo. so important to me. this is less of a headcanon given the fact their friendship is canon, but i like to hope that they still close regardless of anything. no matter what chip is trudging through, spruce is stubborn enough to stay at his side. its sad spruce is unaware of the override, though ..

- cosmo would strangle buck if he wouldnt get fired for it. send the investors in

- i remember seeing one of daves vinyls in grahams room on his wall. maybe graham is a fan of dave? i really didnt take him to be much of a jazz guy, though. i dont think dave would like graham though. i for one think dave would put graham in a casket

- brian probably attempts to make some contact with winston. i think he finds winston interesting, but more in a subject type of way. of course, winston enjoys the company nontheless

- william Deeply dislikes desmond. and its mutual. desmond would beat the hell out of william, but unlike will he actually has some form of self control

- mary, misty and holly are pretty close, too! mary and holly are stated in canon to be pretty close, and im sure misty would be loved among them. i like to think theyre in a relationship, more of a subtle thing. theyd go to the movies together :3c

- i like to think that misty and chip are pretty close, too. in a similar way to the above, there is a bit of love, but again nothing more outside of polite acknowledgments — theyre still close! love language is just spending time or something. they both like the quiet which is funny given one of them is a Chainsaw and the other is a Storm

- alton and spruce are friends to me. they deserves to wreck destruction and laugh unintelligibly at eachother. mary hates both of them Deeply due to harming the ecosystem

- the three directors got somethin going on between them to me . dana wilde and desmond they probably play toono together and then the other two beat up the winner

- this ones rooted in canon, belle and dave having some kind of beef thats usually limited to verbal back and forth insults. why is the meemaw and the jazzman fist fighting. dave youre going to be put in a grave belle is scary strong

- cathal and flint should be friends i think. theyd play vidya games together ^__^ the he theys are playing mario kart its true

- prester hates the Entire litigation team. that old man Hates them with a Burning passion. the only one he somewhat enjoys is barry. courtney, mundie and kilo are plotting to kill prester i think!

- also erfit sads and high roller are all friends. shrugs

and thats everything i can think of off the top of my head :-] thanks for the ask 🫶

[realationshipstuff]

‘23

I have found the love of my life. After a year of a roller coaster love affair, I have finally found him. Not the easiest task thats for sure. I cried, I laughed, got angry, upset, confused and loved with him. He finally chose me. For the first time in my life, I dont feel like I settled. I feel like out of all the guys out there who can tolerate me, he was the one who really stuck on. He is a very complex guy let me tell you. He doesnt just say something. He doesnt say everything that’s on his mind. No one does. But he is definitely different. Being an open book is something, but he brings it to a whole other level.

After a year of affair, he finally broke up with his long term partner in December. I still have that memory etched in my head. I was at a year-end party when I received his call. This is the interesting part. At this moment, he really hasn’t been totally open to me that after all those times we were having fun, that he was in a relationship. He loves to travel. All those cruises he went to. All those trips he go to. Telling me its either some friends or family. But of course I caught him. Well not caught per se. But I have a very strong intuition. I may not know a lot of things but I have a good sense of feeling when it comes to the important stuff. Little did I know that whole year, he was fixing what he described to me as an emotionally abusive relationship. That night when he called me, I remembered it vividly. He was distraught. He was still in shock. I can even hear and feel him pacing bank and forth. He told me that his “friend” is cutting ties with him. I slowly tried to get more out of him. I finally asked him, “is this some sort of a boyfriend to you?” I dont even know why I asked it that way. Even for a year of meeting every week or every other week, we still haven’t mastered being fully honest with each other, and that’s okay. He said, “no” but I know what the real answer was.

He is a very emotional person. As much as possible, he wants to get straight answers to all the questions that bugs his mind. Questions that won’t make him sleep through the night. If he can, he will contact their mutual friends to get some juice to help aid his anxiety. Well, that’s exactly what he did. This definitely was one of the hardest moments for him and obviously he will need me to fill that void; That physical and sexual void. This is the moment when I also thought if it was the right thing to do. But I also realized that I already have been doing something that wasn’t right for the last eleven months so why fucking not right?

I remember being with him on Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year. The big three. He did not like celebrating too much but we had a special time on those occasions. We cooked together, and baked together, and get baked together. I just felt like, if I’m going to help him get through this, I better do it right. After some weeks of him processing his emotions, out of nowhere he told me that he can’t see me anymore. This was after new year. He wants us to end. I get it. It’s too emotionally heavy that he was then thinking of ways on how he can navigate this full-blown break-up; a nasty one if you’re gonna ask me. I think I remember telling him that if that’s what his heart really want’s, I cannot stop him. At this moment, he was already expressing to me how thankful he was that at his darkest time, I was there with him. So as much as it sounds like I’m letting him go, I also told him to not push the people in his life that he thinks serves a purpose. Obviously I kept it open ended. I did it in a way where I will say what my opinion is to him, but he decide if what he wants;

And he wanted me.

I think this was the time when I can say that we are officially dating. We were happy. We have our ups and downs. But the thing is, the start of 2023, is the official start that we started knowing each other; on a deeper level. Yes, we know our name, where we live, how old are we, but there's a lot more to that. We need to know what pushes up in the morning, what motivates us, who inspires us. Those are the things that I have never learned from him being a "special" friend. The beginning of the year was the time where it started to feel more real and I started to feel like, this is the time to decide whether to commit or not; and I said yes. There are key things to ask yourself before you commit to someone, one important question is obvious; if you see yourself grow old with him. No one goes into a relationship with a goal to break up right? Everyone wants a happy ending. Everyone wants to find that final frontier of love that you see in movies, in your family; though we all know that relationships are 'hard work' and nothing comes easy.

He already has a plan to move out of his luxury apartment in San Francisco because the rent is just going up and the quality of the building is going down. This is a big move for him especially I just had my own place back in September '22. I honestly don't know the entirety of the plan because in this relationship, I am the listener, and the follower. He is of good age where he already knows what he wants; no more bullshit, so I'll adjust whatever his plans were. Little did I know that I am part of that plan. I am going to move with him. I am in shock and with mixed emotions. It's nice to leave the hassle and bustle of the city. I've always seen myself living in a quaint town with a quaint neighborhood. i love the quiet and I think that I already had my fair share of city living. Plus, this is a great start for us; new place, new city and new environment away from people. Of course the only thing that had me think of my reservations was my mom who still lives in the city. I have always wanted the idea of her being ten minutes away from me. But this is my life now and it seems that we are choosing each other this time.

The move was not flawless. We had a hard time. Especially for him. I needed to step up to organize and just let each other know what needs to be done and when it needed to be done. After that, organizing and arranging the apartment was also a big challenge that we faced. It took some months when we finally felt like we are already settled in.

Then the downfall came. My mental health went down. It wasn't him. I told him that. But I just saw myself pulling away from the situation. The apartment that I have back in the city stresses me out because I needed to pay for that till the lease ends while I am paying half of the new apartment. It was a complete chaos. I am in disbelief of myself. I was questioning myself again and again, in my mind and out of my mouth if what I was doing is the right thing. As much as I am having my downfall, he also has his fair share. He had experienced some pain in his stomach for lack of pancreatic enzymes which is painful. So in addition to my mental health going down, his body is also going down. At this moment, there's no support for our relationship. We just kept on going down until I gained some weight which did not help at all obviously. But we just tried. We just fought ourselves into it. We pushed through. waking up day by day. Learning newer things about each other. Not easy but it was something.

December 23'

All emotions are out. All the things we don't like about each other is out in the air. Our first big fight. About how our year went down. It was a heated discussion. Of course my lack of vocabulary did not help my case at all. It was a very difficult time indeed. We started questioning ourselves. I had my fair share of shortcomings as he has his own. Then he asked me to be away with him for a couple of days. I actually did not understand the idea because I took it as if he was breaking up with me at that time. I packed all my stuff, left some stuff that he gave me and also left the paper work of our Domestic Partnership paper. It was the hardest time of my life if I haven't said that at all. I slept in the office, in my mom's place and the cheapest motel that I can find. It was all dark. And for him, he knows that he needed this. He needed a break from everything. To see everything in a new perspective. To have a new outcome. After a few days, we decided to go out and have lunch. Thats one thing we barely do. We both are not big with going out for dates and stuff like that and thats one thing that connects us. But we wanted a fresh start. We wanted all those mistakes that we did to be corrected.

We wanted to grow.

Now, closer to the middle of '24, we are still growing. We still have a lot of things we should know about ourselves. I just thought that it would be a bit easier and faster but if you really want things to happen the right way, it would need some time. I love this person. As much as he has a lot of shortcomings as a partner, I did not care. As long as we are together, I think we will be okay. New things are coming for us. New and scarier things but we will be okay. I know that, for a fact. Because I know us and I think we have a great potential to be good for one another.

Individually, aside from our different personalities, we are both losers; I don't have friends and he can't do his own laundry. But together, we are stronger.

[hobistyles]

Forbidden Love (Part Two)

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Warnings/Tags: Cussing, cheating (please don't ever do this), flashbacks, slight smut (but not descriptive), Tae is an asshole, y/n is annoying. *I want to remind everyone that this writing involves infidelity and can make several people uncomfortable, which is never my intention! Please do not read if it makes you uncomfortable*

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3

A/N: Sorry, it took me a while to post this since I've been super busy. Part three is already in the works, and hopefully posted soon! Thank you to everyone who has been patient! Also, a big thank you for supporting and following my blog!

“Listen, you either go talk to him and end things now or he’ll find out everything that we’ve been doing behind his back! I’m tired of this back and forth with you, Y/N! I’ve given you multiple chances to go talk to him!”

“Taehyung…please don’t do this to me! You know how hard it is. I just can’t bring myself to do it!” Tears form down your face, feeling anxious about the whole thing. You knew this was wrong and you couldn’t ever forgive yourself for cheating on a guy like Jungkook. Cheating was never taught to you, in fact, you never agreed with it. It was just something that happened out of nowhere. It was worse knowing how Jungkook was towards you. He adored you, treated you like an absolute queen, spoiled you, gave you everything and more than you could ever ask for. That’s why it broke your heart that you were doing this and you never understood why, but you just couldn’t stop. Taehyung was like a drug to you.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Taehyung puts his finger on your chin, pulling your head up to face him. “It’s too late to cry, princess. You weren’t crying when all of this had started…or when I had you screaming my name for hours.”

“Fuck you! I’m not telling Jungkook anything. I don’t want to be with you anymore, Tae. I can’t do this to him!”

Taehyung swallows harshly. He bawls his fist up and slams it against the wall next to you, making you jump.

“I…I don’t love you.” You look deeply into his eyes.

Before you can add anything else, he stops you mid way. “You don’t mean it. I know what we both feel.”

“Alright, just know that this is what you asked for!” He walks away, furious that you couldn’t build the courage to leave his best friend. He slams the door shut and you immediately start to panic. Is he going to tell him? You rush towards the door, but no signs of Taehyung in the hallway. You want to go after him, but maybe it’s the best for him to let Jungkook know. You were ready to face the consequences of your actions and you just hoped that your boyfriend would forgive you. No, that’s not what you wanted. You didn’t want to lose him, so you were going to make sure that Jungkook would never find out. Even if that meant going back and forth with Taehyung.

*FLASHBACK*

“The spark isn’t there and I feel him so distant. It makes me feel like he doesn’t care about me anymore.” Tears stream down your face as you look into Taehyung’s eyes. All he could do was feel sympathy. He didn’t like seeing you so vulnerable—so destroyed. Throughout the years of being with Jungkook, it made you build a strong relationship with Taehyung. However, when your relationship with Jungkook was starting to fall off, Taehyung was your shoulder to cry on.

“What if he has someone else?” You cry, pouring yourself another glass of wine.

“He’s not, and hey! You’re on your third bottle Y/N. Drinking is not good for you and it’s not going to solve anything!”

“I don’t care! Tonight it will and as my best friend, you should have a glass with me. You’ve only had a couple.”

“I’ve had enough Y/N…I’m feeling it right now as we speak.”

You look over at Taehyung as he slumps himself on your couch. Eyes closed, hair messy, cheeks flustered by the alcohol he had consumed.

“T…are you even listening to me?”

“Hmm? I am, I am, I’m up,” he chuckles as he looks into your eyes.

Your gaze falls on his plump, perfectly shaped lips. “I just. I just want to be loved Taehyung.” You whisper as you slowly lean closer to him. “It’s been a while since Jungkook has made me feel that way. I want to be able to know I’m desired by my man.” You didn’t give Taehyung a chance to speak as your lips crash into his. You quickly pull away, realizing your mistake.

“Taehyung! I—I’m sorr-” He cuts you off mid sentence and pulls your face to his, kissing you passionately. Before you know it, Taehyung is in between your legs pumping himself in and out of you. Each thrust was full of love, affection, something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

“Baby? You alright?” Jungkook laughs as he waved his hand in front of your face before pulling you closer to him. The two of you cuddled in the couch.

“Yeah, I’m sorry. Babe, have you spoken to Taehyung?”

“Not recently, he’s been busy or so he says. I think he may have someone he’s seeing. He talks about her all the time with the rest of the hyungs. But, what’s the sudden question for?”

You shrug, “No reason at all, just—” your words are cut off by a quiet knock at the door. “I’ll get it,” you smile at Jungkook as he releases his grip on you. You turn the knob and there he was…Kim Taehyung. “W-what are you doing here?”

“Is Jungkook here? I need to talk to him,”

“No,” you put your hands on his chest, trying to stop him from coming inside.

“I’m telling him everything we’ve done and you’re packing your shit and coming with me!”

“Be quiet, please!” You cover his mouth, “Jungkook is inside! Look, listen…if you leave, I’ll go see you right now!” There was nothing that came to mind to stop Taehyung from causing a scene, so that was the only thing that you could come up with.

“You promise?” He grabs you by the waist and pulls you close to him.

You nod, causing him to sigh.

“Give me a kiss, Y/N.”

“I—I can’t…not right now.”

“Fine,” he grips your jaw to face him, “but you’re going to spend the night with me,” and with that, he walked away.

Shivers ran down your spine, thinking of how could you possibly tell Jungkook that you were leaving for the night. How you were abandoning him to be with another man, that man being his best friend. All the lies made your adrenaline ruin through your veins. Another reason why you couldn’t leave Taehyung alone.

“Kook…” You whisper.

“Hm?” He hums.

“Something came up and I need to go. Don’t wait up on me, I probably won’t come back till tomorrow morning.”

“What? Who was that? Why do you have to go so suddenly? Please don’t leave me. It’s been hard to take off from work so we can spend time together, Y/N.”

“I know, I know, but my friend really needs me. She had this big fight with her boyfriend and she just needs my support. I promise as soon as she calms down, I’ll come back and we can spend the night together. Does that sound good?” You kiss his lips, trying to bring him some sort of comfort.

“Yeah, just come back, please.” He smiles and kisses your hand, letting you go.

It took everything in you not to fall apart in front of him. His words stabbed your heart a million times. Was it possible that maybe you were in love with Taehyung that you were willing to break Jungkook’s heart? You grab your keys, trying to keep yourself together in front of your boyfriend. The car starts, tears rolling down your face as you drive to go see Taehyung once again. You couldn’t wait to be in his arms, smell him, touch him…so many thoughts came to your head, but one thing you were certain of was that you wanted to be with your lover tonight.