#and the answer is yes but he absolutely hates it bc he’s not Weak he’s a God for fuck’s sake (he still uses them)

[potato-lord-but-not]

pspspspspsp more human yellow- he’s so angry all the time

[teddybeartoji]

okay yes toji x puppy reader but what about having a puppy w toji…………. having Thoughts

begging toji to have a puppy together and he’s so grumpy abt it at first bc he says having a puppy means that the couch will be ruined + dog hair everywhere and he still acts like he hates the idea until you see him cuddling with said puppy and using the puppy voice on it OR imagine it’s cold so he just. Puts the puppy inside of his hoodie so it isn’t cold 🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁 PoeasePleasepleasepleaseplease

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭PLS KNOW THAT I'M NOT LAUGHING AT YOU NONNIE I JUST THINK IT'S SO FUNNY THAT YOU'RE WERE LIKE OK ENOUGH OF THIS HYBRID SHIT. I WANT TO TALK ABOUT REAL ANIMALS HASDGHSAHGDHGASHGDSAHGGD ILYSM ANGEL!!!!!!!!!

NO BUT WAHHHHHHHH TOJI WITH A PUPPYYY🥺🥺🥺 ADORABLEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! and you are absolutely right abt him being so grumpy abt it at first he really does act like a dad sometimes doesn't he lmao but he is not a strong man. he is so very weak for you and your pouty lip so ofc he agrees to get a little puppy with you. and ooh my god the animal loves him sm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the pup is constantly climbing onto his lap and just overall trying to cuddle with him and it's thee sweetest fucking sight ever:(((((((((( toji tries to play the tough guy at first (smh) and like Not pet the dog but he folds so easily... later you just find him holding the little creature up to his face, their noses almost brushing as toji just whisper stuff like "you are weird" to the dog hagsghaghsdghaghasghd but he does it in the puppy voice yk? the cute more high pitched tone and he gets very embarrassed when you catch him in the act lmao

but from there on he just turns into a Dog Dad. he will carry the pup in his hoodie just like u said bc that is in fact the cutest fucking thing in the world thank you sm for that nonnie aaand he will buy the little creature toys all the time. and snacks. and different kinds of beds. and when you ask him why is he spoiling the dog that he didn't even want he just kinda grumbles at you. he doesn't have an answer. he loves the dog!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOOOVES TRAINING THE DOG TOO BTW!!!!!!!!!! omfggg he does he does he does!!!!!!!! you go to the park with them all the time just to observe toji in his trainer mode lmao (it's so fucking hot gulp),, he's teaching the pup to sit and to roll and every other kind of trick he can think of and tbh i feel like he'd be very good at it... and the best part abt this? when he looks at you with thee proudest grin on his face after the trick goes well............................ ohh my god it's so fucking hot actually i might pass out....

[rontra]

drop your ffxiv lore

asking me to drop my pants in public would be less embarrassing..... you have to understand crucially that i don't know anything about anything and dont want The Knowers to see me

LMAO well i can talk about it a little but only on One Condition. as i mentioned before im a Certified Stormblood Gamer . in fact according to the wiki i am about this deep (level 64 questing atm)

so basically the condition is this: if something wasn't explicit in ARR or HW you cannot under any circumstances talk to me about it...! if you have any sort of reaction to this post that has to do with any later material than that i ask you Don't say it to me. if you are in doubt about whether something "counts", the safe answer is yes it does, and just going "neat!" instead & moving on will do fine. i really don't want to play spoiler chicken with you and don't want to know anything i don't already know. i'm enjoying taking my time with the game, so please refrain from correcting or corroborating anything i have to say about it atm!!!!!!! i'm still baby! thank you....!!! 😭👍

anyway my xiv characters are 1 a dude who was born in a wet cardboard box all alone and might be scared of women . & 2 a scary woman who did definitely kill her wife but is also the most Wife Guy for like secret reasons. the second one's lore is being ironed out as we speak so its all subject to change but the concept is there

1. ZT

love this guy. i even made an amv about it when i finished arr

(every xiv player voice) my wol is the most special boy in the world.

i actually had a whole thing typed up here about like his fucked up mom and whatever but i got shy and deleted it. i might go over it if someone's actually interested . but basically he's a poor little meow meow who, up until the beginning of the game, was abused pretty consistently bc of [evil cat people family dynamic reasons]. his family members mostly hate his ass and were rarely all that nice to him, so he has a lot of issues with self-worth and things like that--he doesn't feel like he's particularly good at anything or really "worth" much

he's from southern ilsabard which is a place i uh do not know much about. as a stormblood gamer. but it's fine the details don't really matter (walking away quickly)

his most prized childhood possession was the ruined scraps of an old arcanist's tome, and through sheer tenacity he managed to teach himself his first rudimentary spell from the incomplete paragraphs therein. he mostly chalks that feat up to the fruit of Time + Boredom and not talent or love, but those pages were the only thing he took with him when it finally came time for him to follow his older brothers' footsteps and leave the family.

gets on the boat. goes to limsa. enlists in the arcanists guild to cultivate what he sees as the One Single Skill He Has. people in the guild ???praise him??? and encourage him?? to keep at it??? which he is not at ALL used to, but it motivates him to work even harder at his training. he's pretty far from home and deeply unsure of himself, but he absolutely does not want to go back to the limited world he knew until now. so that unwillingness to look back sort of inherently keeps him trucking in search of a new purpose to latch on to

he's very sensitive to people being niceys to him, because he's not used to it at all. he's 4x weak to it and might cry if it's coming from an older woman who is even vaguely maternal, due to his horrific mommy issues. also, he wants to be useful to people ("for once"), so he has a hard time saying no to all the million quests and sidequests in the game. perfect

his inability to say no to people who request his help puts him on the Old Nymian Scholar Investigation Mission of course. i am Scholar Guy for a reason and that reason is ZT. this dude never had anything his family valued, and lived as the expendable runt of the litter his whole life, and now is suddenly entrusted with something important for the first time in his life--something bigger and older than him, a way of life, a legacy to uphold and carry forwards into the future

and that mantle is pretty heavy. but he'll carry it! and that's how he becomes a healer boy who will defend any random tonberry with his life. he feels very strongly about the extinct art of the scholars and also about being a healer in general--boy finally found his calling! also he has the echo and is our funny warrior of light but like that's fine. i'm sure the "not being able to say no to people, no matter how tired/hurt/etc he himself is" thing is not catching up any time soon. i did play DRK up to 60 though and lmao. well. hang in there. i even made an amv ab

there's some more stuff about him like how his path through eorzea and as a healer specifically is in lockstep with death at every turn and also how he's a blue mage on the side and whatever but this is long enough. here's a pic of him with one of my favorite "no one else gives a shit about this character" npcs

he's a pretty kitty and very sweet altho he does need to learn to assert himself (and starts doing so through the course of the game). he's very attached to his friends. he doesn't have any love interest or w/e for now he's figuring his own stuff out. gaining confidence. classic stuff. easy protagonist recipe. my meow meow. i played pvp just to get him a haircut. the things i do for zt

2. KRALJICA

the new baby. kraljica is not her original name, but she's never going to use her original one again. her surname is Radinasch, which used to be Aradina, before she killed her own queen who may or may not have been also her wife (ofc by hrothgar convention she then changed her surname to represent the loss of her queen) (despite being the killer) (it's a memento :) )

she is a bozjan hrothgar so we're back to ilsabard shenanigans (which remains kind of problematic for a stormblood gamer, but It's Fine). she actually knows ZT's mother, but not in a good way. Radina's group was in local political tension with ZT's mom's group, so there's some history there (notably in that kraljica would recognize ZT as "zahsa's runt" (derogatory) and not be very nice to him about it, but they don't really share a Personal history beyond the Faction Squabbles)

back to the point though, kraljica killed her queen, and most of the other followers of said queen were not very happy about that. killing the queen is like really high up on the list of things hrothgar do not want you to do. so she is branded queenkiller and exiled. some of the other hrothgar choose to follow kraljica out (having faith in her leadership for various reasons), making her their new queen as they venture to eorzea together (and all of their surnames become akraljica to match).

kraljica takes the surge of enmity against her as a natural consequence of what she did, and doesn't correct anybody who identifies her as a queenkiller in her journeys. she basically does not care about her shattered reputation or having to leave her home, because she is on, a secret, Other Scheme.

what they don't know of course is that radina asked her to do it. for scheme reasons. #women

kraljica is acting in accordance with radina's will. not even her own loyal followers know what her plan is, but they can clearly tell she has conviction; even when being hated by her people and ousted from her home, kraljica moves with that same inexhaustible willpower

(maybe she has questions, when she's alone, and wonders how much radina kept from her in the final days. and maybe she misses and mourns her. but all of that is only for her, in private, when no one can see... in front of the others, she's unflinching, and a leader they will follow no matter what...!!!)

she doesn't seem to have the echo and isnt a warrior of light. ZT can do that stuff. she's like busy with her own thing. she's running around collecting suspicious amounts of aether and being suspiciously driven and faithful to her cause. suspiciously

ok fine it's because radina asked her to cut her loose from mortality, venerate that, and bring her back as a primal. because she wants to become a war god strong enough to take revenge on the empire. something that will keep coming back, no matter how many times it's destroyed, as long as her chosen can still call for her....<3 that's so romantic

of course, what returns will not be radina-the-person. it will be an image of her will, shaped by kraljica's mind and the bloodpool of radina's aether. radina is dead for good; what kraljica is summoning is a representation of radina's goals and dreams, fueled by pure belief and a lot of aether. That Which Resembles Wife But Is Not will cast one megaflare for every minute of suffering inflicted upon bozja. (speaking to the empire thru a megaphone) this is your final warning

their summoning is pretty unorthodox and and "partial" (the primal does not manifest a corporeal form at this time, but it is certainly present in its vessel to some extent)--the game already allows a few different quirky summonings, so we're just playing calvinball and making up Another Special Case (this time owing to the specific setup and execution of radina's plan, her and kraljica's synchronicity about the whole thing, kraljica's unique position in her life, and some sprinkles of Rule Of Cool to taste) . imo the game is flexible enough about it that putting in Just One More Weird Summon Strat is not gonna break anything (LMAO) so it's fine <3

all you have to do is write in a side character who goes "but! that's not possible..." while the thing is happening in front of them

anyway suffice to say no one is doing it like radina's weird ass, and she couldn't do it without her wife guy who is willing to do whatever she wants. suffice to also say that kraljica's own aether is noticeably Weird and over-aspected by her beloved primal, and that "radina" (that which resembles wife but is not) Could Be lowkey tempering her right now and nobody would even notice it because her goal and the primal's goal are already one and the same. but that's probably fine. radina would never do that to her <3......

unless of course there are things about her even kraljica never understood. but surely that wouldn't happen

its really hard for other people to get a grip on kraljica because she won't let anybody close to her emotionally and she definitely won't spill the beans on radina's secret scheme. her boys are with her no matter what (#hrothgang) (they also picked up a viera whose city name now includes "akraljica" hahaha). other people are just like um that is a shady lady who is casting spells we dont even know how to classify. scary. also she's got a situationship with a nasty bandit milf (my friend's hrothgal<3) so we better just leave her alone. bad vibes all around

radina was a gunbreaker. kraljica is very good at manipulating aether and a strong fighter too, but i havent rly settled on a canon class for her. because her actual "canon class" is like. "a summoner from a hypothetical Other FF game. not even a specific other FF game, just Very Much Not This One" LMAO

she would just be like ah its um secret ancient arts from my homeland . you wouldnt know her. shes from a different continent. not like how they do it in limsa. not at all. goodbye (walks away mid conversation) and the arcanists could not stop her. like

anyway i'm not used to playing a female char so i keep getting distracted by her breasting boobily around. they dont let ZT jiggle like that so how was i to know... and basically, so-called free thinkers when dalmascan draped top 👇

she almost had a different face marking way back in the benchmark character creation era, but looking at it now it looks so weird without her big X . like who is that

(metian vest so important for the shoulder bulk... not gonna lie)

anyway kraljica would hear about the final aeon from ff10 and be like that's fucking right.

[cupcakeinat0r]

HIIII 🌵 here again !!

Idk about you but my biggest kinda like headcanon about my guy Miguel is that Peter buys him a bunch of those comedy shirts and gives him pictures of Mayday along with little gifts and stuff and that he keeps ALL of them. Like he defo has a little cupboard or something dedicated to them. Yk what I mean?? He probably has a little shrine for Mayday, dare I say. Did you see the way he held her in that one atsv scene where he was introduced to Miles, and how he only gave her back when she had reached for Peter?? Ugh. I’m melting into a puddle on the floor.

I’m gonna sound like an absolute maniac here talking about Miguel because he’s genuinely a massive fixation of mine but carrying on what I said in the last post, it would be insane if he didn’t get a redemption arc or got shunned as the bad guy over and over. Having a daughter disappear in your arms is probably one of the most traumatising things to happen to someone. We got build up, build up, build up and then the climax of the problem, but no solution. What will the solution be?? Sony??? Hello??? They CANNOT leave us hanging like that.

Honestly it’s really hard to hate ANYONE in the spiderverse movies. I saw a tumblr post the other day where someone said that everyone in the movies were depicted as real people, with an equally complex story, so it’s more difficult to hate them. I agree with it 100%. Yeah, Miguel was really horrible to Miles and the others and they deserve a massive apology but Miguel also probably shuts himself away instead of talking to people, so he feels combined guilt and also stress because he just never talks about it. Anyone would snap like that. I really hope we get to see a softer side of him, or like you said: a heart to heart talk to someone or even to himself so we can understand him more. Maybe we can get a little insight of what happened in his original universe after he left to be a dad in the other one???

I’m gonna shut up now bcs this is getting really long and this is kind of me just dumping my thoughts into your asks (sorryyyttt) is it obvious I really love this man

- 🌵 (she/her (pronouns reveal??? Insane. I might also start putting the date here so I can remember when I wrote it if you answer these (17/6/24))) LOVE YOU

Hi 🌵!!!!!!<3

Awww wait that hc is so cute!!! He would most likely never tell or let anyone know that he keeps those gifts lmao. And that man loves that little girl, and yes, that is a strong word, but Miguel is a girl dad thru n thru n that lil baby is his weakness!!

Right! They’re probably off in some cupboard or hidden drawer at his lab. It’d be real easy to hide things in there considering how dark it is lmao. Do you think in order to feel something, he’ll go n look at those ‘gifts’ n think about Gabriella n then start getting emotional then then then and then

No yeah it would definitely feel like a cheat if Sony didn’t spend some time on him. It would be a huuuuge fumble. Like, Sony, y’all have a million dollar character right here that is begging for redemption, please n thank you <3 On my knees and praying to whoever is up there that the girlies at Sony write a scene of Miguel being soft. Like…. Please…. Yall gave him 10 minutes of screen time and he was mad for every single one of them.

That would be a nice idea!!! I have hopes that they’ll expand on that. I’m just saying, if it ends up that the theory is actual BS and Gabri’s dimension didn’t fall bc of Miguel but bc of something completely unrelated… I could literally pass away happy omfg.

Don’t be sorry!!! I love when people leave asks like these!!! That’s we come on this app, to let our fixations fixate !!! We love our man <3

Ngl, the date thing is actually kinda helpful cuz then I see it n I’m like “omfg I’m the worst I made this person wait days before I answered this ask, let me respond to it now” lmao. And omg!! She/her!!! A fellow girlie (gn)!!!!

Thanks for sending this in, luv! Always a pleasure talking to you 🫶🌵 ily MWAH <3

[rockitmans]

fic writer 20 questions - ask game

I was tagged by @bitbybitwrites, @special-bc-ur-part-of-it and @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion . Thank you my darlings 💖

tagging... probably a bunch of people that have already answered. @cerriddwenluna @heartsmadeofbooks @kurtsascot @backslashdelta

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

8

2. whats your ao3 word count?

134,215

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Only Glee/Klaine at the moment but I teeter enternally on the edge of writing for Red, White and Royal Blue

4. top 5 fics by kudos

Spinning Out (306) Blaine Anderson vs. Valentine's Day (221) Smart With Math, Stupid With Love (215) No Take Backs (166) Witch Wanted (161)

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

Yes, although if I get distracted for even a second it will inevitably not happen. If things are out of sight they are out of mind 😅

I do like to reply because comments absolutely make my day so I wanna acknowledge that. Even if I'm just like "fanks 🤓", inside I'm screaming.

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Witch Wanted has an ambiguous ending which can be read as angsty depending on how the reader interprets it. Personally I take the happy ending but either way the purpose of it is more about choosing to love each other through any challenge, however it ends up.

7. whats the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

All the rest haha. I think Blaine Anderson vs Valentine's Day is the most straightforwardly light hearted fic. Smart With Math has the best progression. And No Take Backs is the most cathartic and hopeful.

8. do you get hate on fics?

No. I've had people disagree with some stuff like writing Kurt Hummel as a Slut in Spinning Out (he deserved a slut phase ok). Personally I always think the point of fiction is exploring other avenues for the characters but I don't mind if people disagree with that.

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

Yes and as to what kind... The kind where sex happens?? Not sure haha. I guess I tend to write bottom Blaine with slightly subby undertones but y'know I've also written possessive top!Blaine and wall sex and soft sex with a lot of ~feelings~ so I'll try anything really as long as it doesn't squick me.

I also tend towards writing sex in a way that I think fits the fanfic mold rather than how I feel it strictly exists in reality. I don't think there's anything wrong with that though. The mold is good.

10. do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one youve ever written?

Nah. I'm writing a Red, White, Royal Blue AU currently but it's not a crossover in the sense that characters from the book will appear. I don't currently have any plans to write one but maybe.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Don't think so

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

13. have you ever cowritten a fic before?

No. I'm open to it but terrible at writing to a schedule so it would have to be a patient soul to put up with me. I've written to prompts and for art though which is a different kind of collaboration that I really enjoy.

14. fave all time ship?

Klaine but I had a pretty hefty Merthur era in my youth and they still have a special place in my heart.

15. wip you want to finish but doubt you will?

I kind of intend to finish all of them even if that's entirely unrealistic. Nothing is formally abandoned that I've written more than a few thousand words for because... sunk cost fallacy.

It's possible the fic I was writing for Back to School may fall by the way side. It was competing choir directors with a lot of dumb rivalry and banter which I do really enjoy but I'm struggling to structure the story.

16. what are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, humour and smut. At least comfort in writing those things - it's hard to judge the quality of your own work objectively.

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Exposition, capturing any emotion other than pure stupidity, and getting the guy from one place to another.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

Wouldn't do it personally, I would probably indicate a character was speaking another language within the prose rather than writing it out. But to be fair the only other language I speak is BSL which does not translate well to text 😝

I don't mind reading it as long as there's translation somewhere because your boy is lazy and doesn't wanna look stuff up

19. first fandom you wrote for?

If we're talking unpublished, it was a Jack/Ianto Torchwood fic. I think Jack was the first canonical queer man I encountered in media but I could be forgetting someone.

20. fave fic youve written?

Spinning Out is my baby and I the urge to write a sequel grows daily. I love the boys' dynamic in that fic.

But from a pure reread perspective it's probably Blaine Anderson Vs Valentine's Day. It's just light hearted silly fun and still makes me smile.

[tojikai]

After rereading chpt.6 and reading chp.7 I now i have More Thoughts. Fuckin amazing work as always, thx for gifting us this story!! Get some rest, give urself a break and some love for a little but, we'll happily wait for ya 😚😚💕💕💕

Y/N -- chpt. 6 still has me frustrated as hell but after reading some other asks and ur responses b4 going back, her responses make a lot more sense now. She's still super hurt about everything and is just doing her best to survive it and make it through with Yui happy and healthy (although I'm still so confused about why Toji's comment about Yui was so bad, like legit could u or another anon explain?). LOVE the end of their convo in chpt.7, it didn't wrap up neatly. They both acknowledge that they need work on things and that they'll each try their best, loveitloveitloveit. Still very much a Y/N x Toji supporter 😊😊😊

Toji -- OK now I see how often he compared Y/N to his wife lols, she was totally valid, but he still has a point, she's not really thinking about his pov. Like yes, Gojo's alive and his wife is dead but that doesn't mean his feelings and reactions are any less (which she acknowledges, Y/N is so emotional aware and rational, love that for her). Ngl, seeing that they left Yui's pacifier in the house scared me so bad, felt like thos scenes in horror movies where they go back into danger💀💀💀 I honestly don't know how to feel about the future convo, but they're both decently aware of any possible consequences so I don't thinks it will be toooo bad.

Naomi -- FUCK Naomi me and my homies HATE Naomi 🦅🦅🦅📢📢📢📢

The Evil Stepmother -- how dare u make me feel and inkling of pity for her with that last section of the convo btwn her and her husband 😭😭😭😭

The Loving Father -- LMAOOOOOO NOT HIM GOING THROUGH ALMOST THE EXACT SAME THING AS GOJO PFFFFT LIKE FSTHER LIKE SON. no but fr love this man, he did not hesitate to support and love his boy fuckyefuckyeguckye

hiiii thank u so much !! and to answer your question, yn didn't like what toji said abt yui bc that's a painful memory to her, even now that she knows that satoru didn't mean it. her situation that time was one she absolutely doesn't want to remember at all. it's like toji used her weakness against her. and yepp, both toji and yn got points, considering their individual situation. and i really enjoyed writing satoru's dad, i hope that cleared up his rs w satoru's mom more!! anwww i really appreciate your thoughts<33 hope you're doing great~

[daybreakrising]

(for the canon questionaire) any odd numbered one you haven't done yet, answer it about Wrio!

canon questionnaire | no longer accepting

3. What's the best thing about the show/series/books/comics/etc.?

the lore. i live for it: all the little details you can uncover through reading info on artifacts or weapons as well as the lore that is fed to you through the story. i am a big fan of extensive lore and getting to discover it little by little, so to me, that's the best thing about it

5. What's the best thing about the fandom?

the small corner i have found for myself with all these brilliant, creative people. i am allergic to fandoms as a whole bc they're a clusterfuck, usually, so carving out a nice space with the good people is comforting. i love reading all the hcs people come up with for these characters, all the little details they add that make the characters their own or expand on what we've been given in canon. the people i follow are all so creative and clever and i just. i love seeing it on the dash.

13. Are there any other characters from the franchise you'd like to play?

oh man. oh man. yes, absolutely, to the point where i have a space on my roster that's been reserved for someone for months and will remain there for probably at least another year and a half bc we likely won't get him in game until the s.nezhnaya addition

and i am always open to suggestions people make for characters they think i'd be good at bc....... i have 0 self-restraint when it comes to adding muses, as i've probably made very clear-

15. What are your thoughts on the canon ships for the character, if any?

i mean, there are no "canon" ships, of course (as much as i joke about wrio and n.euvi being married-) so i will replace 'canon' with 'fanon' in this instance bc i wanna talk about the two big ones-

by which i mean, w.rio.lette & w.rio.rinde. obviously, i ship both of these fiercely (though very specifically, for the latter) & i am absolutely weak for both relationships. there's just so much potential with both & i really hate the discourse i've seen in the past over which one is better. (classic example of people hating on a straight ship involving one half of the very popular m/m ship bc 'ew women', mostly, but i won't get into that now-)

17. Are there any ships you can't stand, why?

quick disclaimer to say this is not commenting on people who do ship this, this is just my personal tastes, but: wrio & l.yn.ey

now i am with the people who place l.yn.ey as a young adult at least (short male model =/= teenager, people, there are many adult characters with that model), so it has nothing to do with a perceived age, but simply that............ the fandom is Very Weird about it, and there is a rampant fetishisation of the ship that i cannot stand (largely due to l.yn.ey's design, of course)

also, personally, my wrio has put that very rigid distance between himself and the siblings in general - he calls them children in canon bc that's how he views them, bc he sees himself & his own lost siblings in them. regardless of how old they actually are, he's always going to have that perspective on them, so for me, the only relationship i can see him having with any of the trio is a found family kinda vibe

i don't judge anyone who does ship this (providing they also see l.yn.ey as an adult, of course) but it's just not for me

19. Should people get into the franchise you're writing from, yes or no?

yes. absolutely.

[theinfinitedivides]

HELLO AGAIN 🙌🏻

was patiently waiting to see your takes on ktl ep 12 because lord what an episode that was.

i paused so much during the last scene just to take multiple deep breaths to prepare myself because istg i was literally dreading the whole thing. god, those maid outfits.. i can't.

the image of the plate breaking and sarang's heartbroken eyes are still so vivid in my mind, i literally cried the moment the episode ended because did i expect conflict and angst? yes. was i prepared for that? nope. not at all.

i feel like it hurts even more because we've had episode after episode of them being madly in love and now we see won seated at the table in his house being served by sarang in a maid outfit with the daughter of the other hotel's chairman sitting right next to him and we hear his dad say he wants them to get married within the year. like wow. that's just a stab to the heart.

absolutely can't wait to see how the rest of that situation plays out, but more than anything, i'm terrified about what's going to happen to sarang for breaking a plate because the manager kept mentioning how "the dream team" never makes mistakes and it's stressing me out.

on another note, that whole scene where sarang opened up about her mom to won at the sea was so beautiful. also, won's reaction to sarang telling him what she found out about his mother and giving him her picture.. i honestly couldn't quite figure out what won was feeling in that moment and don't think he did either. the way he was just so overwhelmed with emotions and had to walk away to look at the picture and process everything.

also, my heart broke for pyeonghwa. her backstory literally made my blood boil. WHO TF DO MEN THINK THEY ARE?

on a similar note, can daeul please take chorong and leave her husband and his shitty family. the amount of patience she has to tolerate the treatment they give her is insane. ofc that's easier said than done though and the heartbreaking reality is the stigma divorce has on women which shouldn't even be there in the first place.

lastly, hwaran. she surprises me every episode because somehow she manages to get worse and worse. terrible mother, terrible sister, full of greed, absolutely heartless, manipulative, cunning.. the list goes on. now she wants sangsik on her side too and i honestly can't predict this one but i'm putting my trust in sangsik. please do not let us down. 🙏🏻

no idea what's going to happen in this week's episodes but to everyone who complained about there being barely any plot in ktl what were you watching, first of all, and i hope you're happy because the drama is drama-ing rn. 😭

love how we're both having basically the exact same thoughts about all of the sh*t that went down over the weekend and now we get to pick it apart while still having somewhat of a meltdown, sksksksk. going to put this under a read more bc i don't know how much is going to be collapsed on the dash and i can almost guarantee that this will get longer than the last two asks i answered although i will try to avoid that, my apologies

i stand by my previous statement that bringing Sa Rang there to that specific meal as part of the Dream Team when the arranged marriage was going to come up was Hwa Ran's doing bc that overlapped too f*cking well to be a coincidence. she knew what that would do to Won, not only bc of his trauma but bc of the way he defended Sa Rang from the assemblyman (when he raised his voice at her *cough*) and she really came out here and said she'd milk that for all it was worth bc he handed that extra weakness to her and f*ck. she's one of the worst people in this series but hats off to her for going for the f*cking jugular and doing it well (and endangering Sa Rang's job in the process, bc hey what happens when you're part of a team that doesn't make mistakes and then you make a mistake? nothing good i'm assuming). i especially hate how this comes after they went to visit the sea and Sa Rang opens up to Won about her mom (and tells him about his own mom in the process, but we're getting there), bc we all know how much she has wanted to work at King Hotel, how much the memories of her mother are entangled with them. working at the hotel is like the causeway in the midst of the sea, the last connection she has where Won has none, and if this plate breaking is part of the catalyst excuse for Hwa Ran to try and force her out of the company (though i doubt that will be the only reason she'll use, we need something more substantial) it will be like the tide has returned and she is back at that beach, trying to go and see her mother, crying bc she is not able to, bc no wind turbine can bear the weight of her, and that will definitely f*ck me up more than anything else has so far. (writer-nim don't do that to me pls i don't think i'd be able to make it)

but Won. his dynamic with the memory of his mother flays me open and lays me out to dry and they really dug into that with the photo, bc the first thing i thought of when i saw his face (notice that we did not see hers clearly enough, that was a strategic choice; are they trying to say that he is a reflection of her in that as well, a la 'and they will recognize all the lines of your face / in the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter (son)'?) was Lucille Clifton's brilliant poem "oh antic God", seen below (screenshotted) and linked as well—

really and truly i can't pick any lines bc the whole thing applies (except for the part where she talks about her current age) and i hope you can see why, bc as much as he says he does not want to know anything about his mother i think something shifted when he took the photo from Sa Rang and he saw. Junho does so, so well here with all of the microexpressions, since that is what part of what makes the scene—there's a certain time where you think he could be angry, almost, at Sa Rang for going ahead when he told her he didn't want to but then she tells him that she does not want him to have regrets and he has to walk away from her. be careful or you'll end up like her, Hwa Ran said, unimportant and forgotten, but here is Sa Rang speaking of someone who remembers her, and she was good, and she was kind, and she was brave and beautiful and loved at least, and he doesn't know what to do with that information and we don't either. and so he steps forward, braces himself (i see this as a callback to his stance in ep 3 when he leaves the interview, bc i don't know why everything keeps coming back to that panic attack but i sincerely thought that the way things were going we would get his hands on his knees in the same way), and for a moment i looks like he is trying to say something, anything, lips parted, but there is no sound, no noise, only the single tear on his cheek, and God the camera cuts away from him—

i am trying to be very normal about this but uh. my brain is screaming 'COSMIA COSMIA COSMIA' (Joanna Newsom for the second time my beloved but this version too) interspersed with 'wish i knew / wish i knew the words to this one' and that's kind of complicating matters don't you think

as for Pyeong Hwa and Da Eul—ykw i think they deserve a little murder. they deserve to go batsh*t. just as a treat bc the men????? that they have consistently had in their lives????? no woman deserves that but especially not them. honestly i don't know who i want to go after first Pyeong Hwa's ex-boyfriend (#1 candidate for scum of the earth) or Da Eul's husband (ties for #1 candidate for scum of the earth and who also had the audacity to come out here with his ass and say she'd have bad karma come back on her bc she [rightly] complained about the invasion of privacy his family is perpetuating), but tell me when we decide on one bc i have the ammunition for it. wouldn't be surprised if that mf*cker is cheating on her too bc we did get a partial allusion to that in the earlier half of the series, albeit it could just be him choosing his work associates over his own family and not necessarily having a woman on the side. either way this sh*t needs to stop and i 100% support Da Eul taking Cho Rong and leaving. f*ck divorce stereotypes all my homies hate divorce stereotypes just make sure his ass pays that child support

and now for a bit of Hwa Ran character study to round this off (yay for me i actually followed the outline you set out in your ask asfdgjnlcisdwbkkq). as we continue to observe her and the way she interacts with her father, her half-brother, her husband (who is desperately trying to become her ex) and her son, i feel like the screenwriters are pushing the narrative that even if she is a horrible person she, too, is a victim of the system. and i get why they would do that, bc they do have a point. i touched on it briefly in the tags of this reblog, but i think there's a part of her that is doing these things in regards to the company bc she thinks she knows best. she believes that this is the way to not become irrelevant, not to stoop to the level of her father and her brother in becoming so sentimental at times they lose sight of the real goal (in her view, both times it has been bc of a woman). she puts herself out there so she can have power, since such a inbred, patriarchal society does not listen to you otherwise, and in return she is sacrificing her relationships. and even then, she still thinks that there is no other way to do this and survive. she has convinced herself of this, of so many things, that it has become a part of her, so the minute it looks like she is about to lose her control she looks for the closest thing within her grasp to regain. here, with the inheritance fight, it is the King Group and her leash on Won, and Sang Sik, bright eyed and ambitious as he is, looks like an extension of that leash to her. (after all, didn't he say he's the only one who can handle Won?) considering that Sang Sik has been by Won's side since they met, however, i don't believe he'll switch sides, but more that he'll weigh his options and play double agent in the process since they have spent basically the entire series showing us where his loyalties actually lie (and which she underestimates). tl;dr, Hwa Ran's personal arc is somewhere between Who Are You, Really? by Mikky Ekko, Spite by Vandaveer and Blood // Water by The Neighbourhood, and if they take her the way i think they're taking her (read: she spirals) then she's pretty much f*cked as a result

i am biting my nails rn with regards to the upcoming eps bc hey!!!! this threat of my OTP falling apart for fifteen seconds isn't the plot i asked for!!!!!! i don't need this kind of anxiety i decided against watching Revenant live bc of that!!!!!! just praying we get through with minimal damage that's all i can say

[elmaxlys]

Go TS main5, Senya and one more character from TSA of your choice for character ask. Yes a lot. Yes no TS-Juo. Yes I'm merciless =D

Hahaha alright I'll do my best! xD

one aspect about them i love

Yuri: how despite it all she still deeply remains a 16yo girl and how even her trauma and reactions to it reflect that

Nise: her thing with Hayabusa

Yu-chan: his fear of heights. hard same, big man. it puts everything differently for him like, everyone else is like uwaah it's high and the lad is 10 seconds away from passing out and still kicking ass hard

Kuon: the way she's ruthless in a way even the villains find disturbing. I suppose it's not surprising coming from me but it's really what makes her character so compelling 🙏

Rika: I love everything about him help god if I have to mention only one here.... his unconditional love for Yuri. He'll do anything for her. He'll brag about her to near strangers. He'll die if it means protecting her. He's ready to lay down his life if it means she won't be abandoned the way he was. He taught her everything. She means everything to him. He's just. He's so!! you know?

Senya: his obsession with space!! The way he goes ":O an alien!!" at literally anything. Cutie.

Shika: she's the only person that asked to be taken. She didn't know shit about what was on the other side she just knew Shintarou had disappeared and she wanted him back and that was enough. Impulsive but oh so badass.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

Yuri: She's only 16!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cut her some slack!!!!!!!!!! I hate how people (irl/fandom) judge her actions when!!!! they make sense? regarding 1) her age, 2) her personality, 3) it was in the heat of action most often than not. Of course she's imperfect! She's a 16yo kid tasked to keep the entire world running!! Bitch!!!

Nise: she has extensive traumas from before the realm and she's more than just a "knife lesbian"

Yu-chan: he's completely and utterly pathetic (I say this with love). Also. very important to me. He's not a fucking perv. He kills pervs. Come on!!!!

Kuon: she is absolutely and completely terrifying

Rika: he is the damsel in distress. He is the Mary Sue. He is the coolest. He's everything fandom has pushed onto the other mains 😤 (still accurate but slightly more desperate answer: he exists in the story. haha. *cries*)

Senya: I don't know how to say this. I haven't seen a lot of people talk about arrive, apart from you and Choco. I saw some complaints once but I don't remember them much, only that my reaction to them was he's 14. he's a baby. he's a freaking KID. So there you go.

Shika: never saw anyone talk about her i have no idea what way people misinterpret her :v

Globally, though, what I wish people would remember are the characters' age. A lot of actions they take make sense once you keep their ages in mind. And from the way they're written, it's clear Miura keeps it in mind - so y'all should too.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

Yuri: "what's the point of being bi if you only like boys who look like girls" (aka she is weak for pretty boys)

Nise: post-canon the Honjo fam take her and Hayabusa in until she can accomplish her dream of having her own place. She then stays friendly with them (Honjo parents) throughout her life

Yu-chan: caffeine addict. He spends the entire time in the high-rise world with a killing headache bc unlike his cigs he can't get his coffee fix

Kuon: After all is said and done she starts experimenting with her appearance in the psychic realm. What's the point of being incorporeal if she can't have fun with that

Rika: He wants to get in law so that situation with his father's will doesn't happen again. (flimsy hc i have thought about exactly once in my life but it's the only one that comes to mind atm)

Senya: Has cried to his parents to "buy a star" at some point (you know that program that lets you buy/name a star? that.)

Shika: metalhead just needing the slightest push to awaken

one character i love seeing them interact with

Yuri: I'm not gonna lie, nothing beats seeing her with Rika

Nise: Sniper. Besties material.

Yu-chan: yeah, I'm going with Nise too

Kuon: Yuri

Rika: :3 You Know. Everyone Knows. I have to say his name at least once, JUO.

Senya: Mochizuki. Wish we had more...

Shika: I can count the times they were together on the fingers of one hand but. with Shintarou. I love themmm

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

Yuri: Faceless-kun. Can't explain this one

Nise: Kuon, for the "more" category

Yu-chan: White Feather. Raised in foreign countries solidarity

Kuon: yeah, Nise. also Juo.

Rika: Aikawa's angels post canon. I am so curious. (also, the other Juo. I have to see that.)

Senya: Oribe

Shika: SHINTAROU

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

Yuri: she never gets over her Sniper trauma but it gets slightly better once he starts going without mask

Nise: she becomes very protective of Mayu and treats her like she would a younger sister.

Yu-chan: He and Nise have silent hanging out times where she sits with her knives and he reads

Kuon: I want to say something about Nanami here but the most I have are static noises

Rika: he desperately wants a talk with Yuri about the whole siblings thing but she won't let him and it's killing him. He wants to apologize but she doesn't mind; he wants to explain but she already know. It changes nothing for her so that's a relief to him but still, you know?

Senya: he'd be friends with Yoshida is what I'm thinking

Shika: all my hcs here depend on whether she's Shintarou's in-law or step sister....

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[hausofmamadas]

This was one of those things where like I thought I was keeping my cool until about halfway through when all semblance of cool was lost, and then I promptly realized I actually have no cool to begin with? Anyway, this broke me, so thanks

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✷ If his brother was the only friend that he had ...

the way my first thought was “Uhhhhh....... no but he is KEKW”

✷ You knew he wanted to travel, like you. Loved dogs, like you. Wanted to be a better person than either of you had managed yet.

TO BE A BETTER PERSON THAN EITHER OF YOY HAD MANAGED YET. OMG PLSPLSPLSPLSPLSPLS TELL READER IS AS MORALLY CORRUPT AS CORAL I WILL LITERALLY BOW AT YOUR FEET SKSJS

✷ I don’t give back as much as I should, he’d say. You ever try to balance it out? The good and the bad?

Sorry dhdhdhsb this is fucking sending me bc like I know what Moi means but the way this is phrased, like Moi, amor, you can’t just donate to your local Red Cross Organization and hope that tips the scales in the literal battle between Heaven and hell for your soul but like tu corazón está en el lugar correcto, si me sientes sksks

✷ You knew him like that, and it was enough. You knew him enough.

The way in shaking my head rn just “gorl, te lo juro, you absolutely know this man enough. You do not need to know about the depth of his Crimes”

✷ ‘No.’ He pouted, head shaking. ‘Solo quiero verte.’

OH GREAT bc just when I was thinking to myself like, “fuck yeah, keeping my shit together, this post isn’t gonna be totally unhinged,” YOU HAD SUCKER PUNCH ME IN THE NUTS WITH “solo quiero verte” LIKE THE MONSTER YOU ARE

✷ You let him live in the secret of it, the pretence that this was normal, that he just wanted to see you.

GODDDDDDDDDPDOKAKSKDJEJSJS OKAY THE PRETENSE OF IT???!!!!!?? Like im gonna be real rn, i have no idea what’s going to happen or what’s going on which you know I love, right but something about the fact that like Reader has to pretend nothing’s off, ignore that gut instinct and lean into the lie that this guy they’re into just really wants to see them and like knowing Moi, im sure he does but BY GODDDDD THERES SOMETHING REALLY FICKING HEART STIRRING ABOUT THIS AND I CANT TELL IF OM GONNA BE REALLY HAPPY OR REALLY SAD AT THE END OF THIS BUT WHO TF AM O KIDDING BC OFC IM GONNA BE SAD BC ITS FUCKING WHUMPRIL

✷ ‘Bad night?’

His head shook, elbows on the arms of his chair, fingers linking in the space above his lap. ‘No worse than usual.’

‘Wow. Is that why we don’t talk about it?’

OH GOOD GOTDAMN OKAY FIRST OFF INCREDIBLE DESCRIPTION OF MOi’s PHYSICALITY HERE????????? Like he’s basically got his elbows up, steepling his fingers like a regular James Bond villain but ngl, i hate the phrase “steeples fingers” in any serious context bc i do it only in like joking contexts but any time I’m writing a fic and wanna describe it, i Can never summon a better description and you just laid it out so simple right there and I’m just— BABBLING OKAY, YES, BUT ALSO LEARNING. SEXONDLY, I AM CLUTCHING MY CHEST AT RHIS bc like there’s something so meta about the fact that like Reader is sort of coming to the realization that he might actually be super dangerous but simultaneously trying to put that on a shelf in some deep, dark corner of their brain bc there are so many good things about Moi least of which, he happens to be like hellfire levels of hot, foine asf

✷ Why work was off-limits, why questions were never met with answers. Why he disappeared once the sun set, and came back before he’d slept, just to see you.

Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh sheeeeeeeit, i see what tf yku did there, seeing it, loving it, learning it, taking notes, and tipping my hat to you bc you know I’m weak for any kind of literary symmetry????

✷ ‘Go away with me.’ It wasn’t a question at all. ‘Tonight.’

Brooooooooooooooo WTFFFFFFFJDJJF WHY IS THERE SOMETHING SO IMPACTFUL ABOJT “It wasn’t a question at all” ?????? like someone explain to me wtf it is about that that SLAPS TO THE FUCKING MOON AND BACK THO

✷ From the desperation in his eyes, the fear—a new emotion, one you’ve never seen in his features—fear, and worry, and fast-waining hope.

OHHHHH FUCK ODD WITH THE FAST WANING HOPE, OHHHHHHHB I ACTUALLY HATE YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL SMYTHING FOR THIS MANNNNNNN OTHER THAN SHEER LOATHING AND DISDAIN. Godddd fast waning hope...... Jesus

✷ You didn’t know him, you didn’t know him enough. Something was catching up at last, biting at your heels. Chasing him away from you.

BBGORL THATS CALLED YOUR LIMBIC BRAINSKSKSKS SHE TELLING YOU TO BLINK TWICE IF YOUR IN TROUBLE, SHE TELLING YKU TO RUN, NOT WALK TO THE NEAREST EXIT, SHE TELLINF YOU NOT TO PUT YOUR ASS ON THE LINE FOR THIS ADMITTEDLY STUPID UNGODLY LEVELS OF SEXY MAN

✷ ‘Please,’ he reasoned again, whispering now, ‘we could have something good. Real.’ He squeezed your hand. ‘Normal.’

Man this shit reallt speaks to the core of him as a character, i feel like bc truly, he wants to be normal so badly but doesn’t know how, to the extent that he can’t see this is the most abnormal way to establish a relationship and therefore, the lack of normal foundation makes it nearly impossible to be normal also ngl typical pendejo, expecting Reader to just pick up and leave with no prior warning, just bc he’s telling them to, is very on brand for him but also like imjustsosorry papi, it doesn’t matter how much of a freak between the sheets you are, I’m only hitting the streets to save my own ass at the end of the day just sayin

✷ You need time to think about it, you wanted to say, but that was taken from you like everything else.

LET👏🏽ME 👏🏽DO 👏🏽TELL 👏🏽YOU👏🏽 THE WAY MY STOMACH DROPPED AT THIS

✷ It just was, it happened, and you were there, heart jumping like they’d stabbed you with an EpiPen, and then it stopped. Just like that. No building collapse, no screams. Quiet in place of chaos ...

this is one of those paragraphs that just makes me want to stomp around and throw a temper tantrum like a 5 year old whose parents won’t buy them another piece of funnel cake at the carnival, okay. Like the Epi-pen line!!?????????)!!!? PROSE. Quiet in place of chaos ??????!???? A FUCKING BANGER OF A TITLE FOR A FIC AND ALSO ACTUAL PROSE

✷ He disappeared before you could ask why, arm reaching for the gun you’d never noticed, sitting in the waistband of his jeans.

God it really is so fucking fascinating how this is all almost becoming demystified for Reader like the gun in his waistband, the fact that he always carries it, it’s presumably in plain view like it is on the show, and they still didn’t notice it just speaks so much to how much work Reader has put into not seeing these things and therefore not knowing him really. Like the lack of knowing is almost by design

✷ He’s crazy. That’s what you decided ....

DJDKDKDKSKJSJSSJSJSJJSJSJDJSNOOOOO BC I BUSTED UP LAIGHING SO GODDAMN HARD AT THIS FOR SOME REASON LIEK AKSKSJSJS they can’t wrap their head around wtf’s happening and the easiest piece of driftwood to latch tf onto, in this freezing, storming ocean is just “ohhhhh, oh. I see what’s happening here. This mf is just NUTS”

✷ Maybe he was crazy, maybe he was someone you shouldn’t be spending time with, or dreaming about, maybe you should have never met him at all—it didn’t matter. You still didn’t want to hear the gunshot that killed him.

YIU STILL DIDNT WANT TO HEAR THE GUNSHOT THAT KILLED HIM— I MEAN— -9/9/$:$2!/9:99;8-9-0:&,!/1&-9:9;$!29/;&/0:$322.:2:9; wiwoejr rkwpsbdkwkeosbwwowiwodpsoslwnns NO BC MAYBE READER DOESNT WANNA HEAR THE GUNSHOT THAT TAKES OUT MOI BUT YOU WERE ALL TO HAPPY TO DELIVER THE GUNSHOT AND LISTEN GLEEFULLY AS IT FUCKING EXPLODES MY BRAIN BC TBATS WHAT RHIS LINE IS!!!????????? ITS A BULLET, ITS A THREAT???? ITS A DECLARATION OF WAAAAARRRRR OWKY????

✷ ‘It’s okay,’ he said, reaching for your face. ‘It’s me.’ ... It was him, yes, but what did that even mean anymore?

AS I LAY DYING ON THE GROUND, SPLAYED OUT IN FRONT OF YOU, A COMPLETE SOBBING, BLOODY MESS, PLEADING FOR MERCY BUT NOOOOOOEOEJEJEJSJE YOU JUST HAD TO COME OVER HERE AND CURB STOMP ME WITH THIS HEADY SHIT AS WELL BC YOUR BLOODLUST KNOWS NO FUCKIJG BOUNDS AND YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELFNSKSJSB

✷ ‘Where?’ You were whispering, voice crumbling around each word. ‘Go where?’

“Voice crumbling around each word” whatever I hate you but also, the way my foolish brain was like “Montenegro?? *cringe smile* Mayyybeeeee????” and then I immediately remembered who I was and what I was reading and what month this was written for and the definition of whump and what it means to suffer and promptly my nose fell off and my head deflated like that Squidward gif I always send you

✷ You couldn’t blink, you couldn’t move. The keys in your hand felt like a grenade, pin pulled, victims pending.

I mean— as if my condition couldn’t be any worse. PIN PULLED, VICTIMS PENDING ???????? OH JUDT FUCK IT ALL, SINCERELY FUCK IT ALL TO SHIT *throws pen down, scoots chair away from table, collapse on ground, melting, screaming*

✷ You stared at him. Twenty minutes earlier, you did. The day before, you did. But then, on the floor of the café-turned-trench, you didn’t. You couldn’t.

Once again, the listing of these impactful things, similar to the wuestionint in the beginning is like thematically poignant bc it’s like moments of complete suspicion vs complete trust which is so fucking genius, I’m actually smacking you with a giant mallet like one of those Strongman/high strike carnival games and believe you me, the bell at the top is a-ringing but then also like again, just poetically, prose-wise whatever tf, it flows beautifully and I just hate you and it’s fine

✷ You can’t imagine it, or re-live it now, no matter how hard you try.

DONT DO IT, DONT DO THE FUCKING THIGN THAT I KNOW YOURE GONNA DO BC YOU HAVE TO, BC THATS THE LITERAL ASSIGNMENT BUT IM STILL BEGGING YOY DONT YOU FUCKIJG DARE

✷ ... eyes on your feet, because you weren’t about to trip and fuck it all up.

SKSKS snorted so loud at this bc isn’t it just the realest thing

✷ You found him in the rear view mirror, watched him take a shot before twisting and crouching behind an upturned table ... it was like watching a soldier in the field. No army greens, but all of the control, the composure. He’d done it all before.

OHHHHH BC YOU KNOW I LOVE ME SOMEONE WHO KNOWS THEIR WAY AROUNDNA FUCKING GUN, THAT IS A RIGHT BIT OF MY BABY BOY THERE YOU-KNOW-WHO, IM NOT GONNA BE INSUFFERABLE BY EVEN SAYING IT

✷ And you go.

You put the car into gear, leaving him and the gunshots behind.  

If I didn’t know there was a part two, I’d literally be taking my phone and breaking it in half and rage-dancing on the pieces, whilst screaming obscenities into the popcorn ceiling of my apartment skskskske bc I would’ve assumed you’d DONE THE THING I EXPRESSLY SAID NOT TO DO but there’s at least another 2500 words for me to devour before that inevitably happens KEKW

the other man

moisés (sky rojo) x gn!reader, angst/action, 2610 words

canon typical violence and action

for day 15 of whumpril: flinching & ‘do you trust me?’

a/n: admittedly, i haven’t finished the show yet, so don’t have the full scope of moi’s timeline but.. when has that ever stopped me from putting a guy in a situation before? im moulding the blorbo how i like <3

tagging: @cositapreciosa @drabbles-mc​ (you guys must b sick of this kjdfhg)

You knew him without ever really knowing him. In the outskirts of things. You didn’t know his job, or where he grew up. Didn’t know how his parents were, if they were alive still, or married. If he had cousins or nephews. If his brother was the only friend that he had—if that’s who he spent all his evenings with, where he went after dark. You didn’t know him at all, in that sense.

But you knew him in the mornings. In the sun, arm raised to shield his eyes. Opposite you at the café of his choosing. You knew that he liked a pastel de nata with his coffee, and sitting outside, even when the wind picked up. Newspapers curling around the table legs.

You knew he wanted to travel, like you. Loved dogs, like you. Wanted to be a better person than either of you had managed yet.

I don’t give back as much as I should, he’d say. You ever try to balance it out? The good and the bad?

You knew him like that, and it was enough. You knew him enough.

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[littlelioncub43]

Hmm if it’s murderer Monday than I can indulge my utter love of sub!Ransom! There is just something about this powerful man being so weak for you and wanting to be your good boy that is delicious! We’ve seen what happens when he doesn’t call to tell you he’s late. What would happen if he saw someone hitting on you and ends up throwing a fit bc he’s jealous?

YESSSSS!!! Sub!Ransom is an absolute favorite of mine. He has the face and attitude of a brat. Let's unpack this shall we? 😈

Summary: Ransom blows an important deal you were about to make. He needs a punishment... and a little reassuring.

Pairing: Sub!Ransom Drysdale x Dom!Female!Reader

Word Count: I dont know, I wrote this on my phone

Warnings: sub!Ransom, dom!reader, D/s dynamics, jealous Ransom, possessive sex, marking kink, leg humping as punishment, needy sex, slight hints at Ransom developing a breeding kink, rough sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names, and ummmm grammatical errors.

A/N: this became far longer than a drabble! But its fine. I'm thinking of starting a library blog so I dont have to do a taglist anymore. Hehe anyway! Let me know what you guys think about sub!Ransom!

You were furious. Absolutely fuming.

If it were humanly possible for flames to be coming out of your ears, you were certain you'd be steaming right now. You were in the middle of setting up a meeting with a new interior designer for one of the properties you're listing, when Ransom cut in, told the guy to fuck off, and dragged you out of the restaurant by your arm.

The drive home was deadly silent, your anger rolling off you in steady waves. It made Ransom nervous but, Hell, he was pissed too. Seeing that slimy interior designer practically throwing himself at you on what was supposed to be your date night was enough to have him seeing red.

The car isn't even in park when you hop out and slam the door, stomping off into the house. Ransom follows close behind you, watching your ass jiggle in your sparkly minidress as you lead him to the bedroom. The moment the door is shut and locked behind him, you're firmly pressing him into it.

"You're going to tell me exactly what the fuck that was back there, and you're going to tell me the God Damn truth, do you understand me?" Your voice was calm, but your words were charged with a type of fury that Ransom has come to fear. He looks down at you, he sees the rage boiling in your eyes but he can also see your patience barely holding on.

"I..." he starts, wetting his lips and gulping as you hold his gaze, your stern expression suddenly triggers his own anger again. "That asshole was practically humping your leg, on our date, and you were fucking letting him!"

You look up at him in shock as he pushes past you. The gears in your head turn for a while, and then you smile at him, cunning and wicked, as if you know one of his dirty secrets.

"Oh, Sweet Angel.... you're jealous." You speak smugly. Your suspicions are confirmed when his cheeks burn ever so slightly, making you grin even more. You close the gap between the two of you in calculated steps, a hand on his chest leads him back towards the bed, stopping at the foot of the bed.

"You thought I was gonna let someone else take your place? Hm?" You taunt softly as your hands begin to pop the buttons of his button down shirt open. You stop then you have the first three buttons undone. "Answer me, Angel." You demand and pull his collar firmly.

"Y-Yes..." he stutters out quietly, he hated admitting it. He was Ransom fucking Drysdale for Christ's sake, why the fuck would he be jealous?! But here he was, feeling the gnawing pit of self doubt and jealousy fill his chest. At his admission, your hands release their grip on his collar, smoothing out the wrinkles and massaging his chest through the light blue fabric.

"Aw, Sweet Boy," you cooed softly to him, the noise naturally soothing him, his face dipping down towards yours, "no one's gonna replace you," you purr and give him a gentle kiss. He whimpers into your mouth when you suddenly nip at his plump bottom lip. "I'm still going to have to punish you for that, you know that right?"

He swallows the lump of excitement that comes from the commanding tone of your voice, it contrasted so much to the gentleness of it a mere second ago. He nods reluctantly, his cock already straining against the confines of his dress pants. You smirk and take a step back from him. "Strip."

He does as you say immediately, and soon he stands in front of you completely naked, his hard cock standing at full attention under your heated gaze. You lick your lips hungrily at the sight of his heavy cock, the red tip leaking beads of pearly precum. As badly as you wanted a taste, he needed a punishment first.

"Kneel for me, Ransom," you say coolly. His jaw ticks at that, he may be submissive but sometimes he fucking hates being reminded of it. "Now."

At that, he finally drops to his knees, looking up at you with defiance written all over his face. It makes you want to laugh, but you know that laughing at him right now would only hurt him, not punish him, so you keep it to yourself. A hand naturally comes to play with his hair, massaging his scalp softly. He leans into the loving touch with his eyes shut and purrs.

"Now... I believe you said something about humping my leg..." your words has his eyes snapping open. You cut off his protests with a sharp tug of his hair, your bare leg now between his knees, all ready for him. "Go on."

He curses under his breath, scooting forward until your high heeled foot was positioned correctly. He glanced up at you with unsure eyes, but the calm, steadiness he found in your expression soothed him a little. Gently gipping your lotioned leg in his large hands, he shyly brings the weeping tip of his cock to your shin. The contact makes him wanna grunt but he bites his lip. "None of that. I wanna hear you, Ran."

He sighs but does as you want, his mouth falling open as he finds a slow rhythm, grinding his erection into the unbearably soft skin of your leg. "Oh, my god..."

"You like that, Ran?" You ask and pet his head as he rests it against your thigh. He nods, his face burning with shame as he humps your leg a little faster. "That's it, that's a good boy," your praise goes straight to his cock, ropes of precum now shooting across your skin.

"A-ah! Fuck!" He whimpers and speeds up a little more.

"Look at me, Sweet Boy," you coo and he immediately looks up at you, your hand cradling the back of his head, "no one's taking your place," he moans happily at your words, "I'm yours just as much as you're mine, do you understand me?"

"Yes! Holy fuck!" He moans loudly and began to rut against you eagerly. The look on his face was enough to have your slick leaking down your inner thighs; his eyes screwed shut to focus on the pleasure coursing through his veins, the apples of his cheeks were a hot pink both with shame and indescribable euphoria, his lips were plump and wet with drool.

"Do you wanna cum, Sweet Boy?" You asked, but you already knew the answer, you just wanted to hear it.

"Yes! Please! I wanna cum, baby, please!" He begged freely, his eyes opening again to plead with you.

"Where?" You ask and pull his hair, relishing in the way it makes his hips stutter.

"I-Inside you, wanna cum inside you, please, oh god, please!"

"Then apologize," you yank his hair even harder, pulling a wavering moan from the back of his throat.

Thats all the approval he needs to set a bruising pace, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you with each desperate thrust. Ransom feels the aching need to cum build in his lower gut, his balls heavy with cum just waiting to fill you up. Clinging to you, he chases his high, the tight heat of your pussy sending him straight to heaven. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, hiding from the world as he loses himself in you completely.

"I'm sorry! M'sorry I was rude, m'sorry I yelled, m'sorry—" your lips crashing against his interrupted his frantic apologies, your hands pulling him closer as his own hands tear your dress over your head and ruined panties down your legs. You lay out on your back as he settles over you like second nature. You guide him to your weeping entrance and he pierces you with one swift thrust. "A-Aaaah haaaah!"

You moan into his open mouth with him, his whole body shaking as he waits impatiently for the go ahead. "Make yourself cum, Ransom, I wanna feel it..."

"I'm gonna cum, m'gonna cum, gonna cum!" He moans over and over in your ear, his voice oddly whiny and raspy despite its low timbre. Your own high creeps up on you, feeling him take what he wants always did that to you; it left you feeling wrecked in the best possibly way, knowing that Ransom craved you in such primal, feral ways that he could never get enough.

"Fill me up, Ransom, show him who I belong to, baby, be my good boy" you taunt breathlessly in his ear. The challenge in your voice, the mention of the man who caused of all this, and your encouragement triggers something inside of him. He pins you down, his grip bruising, and bites your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark. You shriek his name at the pain of his bite as it sends you head first into your orgasm.

The tightness becomes too much for Ransom to bear and he spills into you with a choked scream of your name. His head tossed back as he arches into you, forcing himself as deep as he could possibly be inside you. He shakes as he empties his seed into your waiting cunt, each rope painting your walls in his creamy spend. Shivers run through his body as he milks you both dry, your walls pulsing around him in time with your rapid heartbeat. He collapses on top of you, his heavy breathing synched up perfectly with yours.

"You're mine, you're mine, all fucking mine," he mutters breathlessly as he peppers kisses all over the damp skin of your neck and chest. You hum and wrap your arms around his shoulders, cradling his head to your chest as you let him stake his claim over you.

"Yes, Angel, I'm all yours... just like you're mine."

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[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Requests are still open! MWAHAHAHA

I was pleasantly surprised that you wrote my last request so quickly, THANK YOU SM! 🥹👉🏻👈🏻😊

I have another for my evil wolf boi Mairon

Something sexy, something soft and fluffy

Maybe they're horseback riding and come across a pond/lake? Reader tries really hard to convince him to take a dip. He's reluctant to say yes, and only does bc his need to ~taste~ her makes it hard for him to concentrate on his other tasks >;3

Thanks for taking requests and for taking the time to read mine! Have a beautiful day 💚

Hope you're having a great day too! I wanted to post this yesterday, but I hated everything in the draft. Hope you like this instead.

Skinny Dipping

Pairing : Mairon x Fem. Reader (Maia / Second person POV)

Themes : Soft | Fluff | Smut

Word count: 1.4K words

Summary : A search for something important turned into something a lot more fun.

Warnings: Kissing 

Rating: 🔥

Minors DNI | 18+

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Mairon controlled his horse far better than you did with yours. He kept a light hand on Black Tide's reins, so he wouldn't spook and throw you off.

And it was all due to the storm that hammered over the land. Lightning still flashed and threw blinding white light over the slate-grey sky, and thunder still bellowed in the distance. The storm may have ceased, but the air still had a touch of temper in it. "How far, my love?" you inquired, looking around.

The search had been for an elusive herb that was needed for Mairon’s newest innovation: a cursed blade that would break in the body of their victim and slowly turn them into a wraith, thus ensnaring them in the service of Lord Melkor.

And the search had so far been fruitless. The two of you looked and looked, but this mysterious plant was nowhere to be found. On and on you rode, until the air calmed and the sky darkened, and the both of you found yourselves deep within a forest.

"Not long, my jewel," Mairon looked over to you and grinned - a slow smile that would make you go weak in the knees. "I was told this herb grows deep within the forest."

Oh wonderful. Trudging around weeds and mud, and swatting insects that took too much of an interest in your face. What joy. What absolute, unbridled joy.

Oh, and you remembered, there was a lake. A stunningly beautiful lake in the heart of the forest. Oh, to see it and perhaps take a swim in it. And perhaps to entice your companion to join you. It might make this whole exercise worth your while. "Let us ride on then," you said, and you urged your horse forward.

In the end, the search for the herb was in vain, for nothing could be found. But the lake, on the other hand...

"Shall we take a swim?" you asked and dismounted.

Mairon, deaf to your request, huffed and kept looking. You asked again, this time a little louder. "My love? Shall we go for a swim?"

Again, no answer. "Mairon!" you said sharply this time.

All you received in answer was the chirping of a million crickets. Lawks, it felt like the Maia had lost all hearing, so you switched to a different tactic. One guaranteed to catch his attention. By using an epithet he loathed.

You coughed and straightened your spine. "Wolf boy!" you cried and stamped your feet. "Will you please listen to me?"

That caught his attention. Mairon slowly rose, his golden eyes spitting fire while he glared. Oh, how he glared. Wolf boy? You dare call him Wolf boy? He made his way toward you, needing an explanation. "What did you call me?" he hissed.

And how you struggled to keep your grin hidden. Mairon looked fit to be tied, really, and you thought it would be best to get him into the water to cool him off. "Wonderful. Now that I've got your attention," you snickered and walked towards the sure sound of waves lapping against a shore. "How about a swim?"

Mairon sputtered as you went ahead. He just gaped and gaped, his quest for the herb nearly forgotten. A swim? You wanted to go for a swim? Now? While there was something more important to do?

"Come on, my love!" You cried from a distance. "It is already evenfall!"

Mairon sighed and trudged along, thinking that if he indulged you in your yen for a swim, then perhaps you would help him search for that blasted herb. He walked and walked, his eyes darting around from one corner to another, looking for hidden dangers, one ear listening in to what was going on in the forest and the other on you, in case you ran into trouble. He listened again and sighed.

The lake was near, and you were splashing about in the water, thoroughly enjoying yourself. Mairon walked to an old pier, and looked around. Sure enough, here was your mantle, and there were your dress and boots.

Mairon swallowed. Your dress was on that pier. And you were in the water, unclad. He hummed as a hot wave of lust arrowed neatly into his gut. Mairon looked towards the forest, then to the water, then to you. He had something to do, something important, but the sight of you in that water?

On an oath, he undressed himself and plunged into the freezing lake. Oh, but he did not feel it. Not Mairon. The heat of his own body shielded him, and he swam towards you in quick, deliberate strokes. "So," he grumbled, wiping the hair from his eyes. "This is what you wanted to do, my jewel?"

You swam around him, taking in the slicked back hair that looked like fired gold under the light of a full moon. And how he carried himself. Even in the water, Mairon looked so sure of himself; his entire form was filled with the sort of burning confidence one would only find in someone such as him. "I am," you murmured and continued to swim. "And it is all the better since you are here."

Mairon managed a smile and swam with you, his eyes scanning the shores of the lake. It was something he did whenever he took you away from the safety of the fortress. And his worries were unfounded. The lake was quiet, and there was nary an animal to be seen, or a bird to be heard. Satisfied, he grew more at ease and swam about with you, drinking in your body as you glided through the water. His belly kept twisting as lust grew hot and strong in him. Mairon looked around and came to a decision. He decided the herb could wait. The growing fire in his belly, on the other hand, could not.

"Let us head back," He said and turned to the shore.

You sputtered, "But we have just--"

"Now, my jewel," he insisted and swam back.

That tone. Oh, how you understood that tone. One that was very much I-am-lord-commander-of-Lord-Melkor’s-armies, one that would brook no refusal, not even from you. You swallowed and swam back, even as your skin warmed, your interest piqued.

Mairon was already there, seated on a grassy patch, his eyes fixed on you the entire time. "You ran off to the lake," he growled.

You hummed when you reached him. "Yes I did," you said, unsure if you were to sit or stand. In the end, you settled on standing.

His eyes narrowed to thin slats. "You just jumped into the water without a care for your safety."

"Maybe…" you hummed again, your knees growing weak when his eyes darkened.

"Distracted me from my search…"

"It was just a whim," you mumbled, your heart pounding away in your chest. It was not anger you saw gleam in his eyes, but something else. Something far more dark and enticing.

"A whim, my jewel?" Mairon looked up, taking in the moonlight in your hair and the tiny beads of water that seemed to glisten on your skin. Oh, but to have a taste… "Well, I have a whim of my own."

Before you had a chance to think or even blink, Mairon grabbed your hand and pulled you onto his lap. Before you had a chance to say one word, his mouth opened over yours in a kiss that burned, one that made your entire body tremble with need. You felt yourself melt against him, sighs and whimpers rising at the back of your throat when his tongue traced its way around your lips and a hand slid around to cup the back of your neck.

And Mairon was not one to rush. He took his time, moment by slow moment, his lips plundering yours until your very bones turned to water and your moans poured into his mouth. He forgot all else; his entire being was filled with just taking and taking, until you had nothing left to give. His head reeled when you sighed softly and as his need for you grew, Mairon, in one swift move, grabbed onto you and moved you onto the soft grass, his own body laying heavy over yours. The feel of your hands gliding over his chest drew out a soft moan and another kiss, one that was soft and sweet. "Now," Mairon said wickedly, his lips tugging into a wolfish grin. "How about we make the most of tonight, my jewel?"

[warmcoals]

trans dunmeshi cast

(just the ones i like basically bc im lazy)

laius - trans girl who just has Not figured it out yet. everyone hates her bc they know she's trans but she doesnt (common pretrans ailment). above and beyond special interest as we all know. her fursona is a beautiful fluffy white doggirl knight but she still has no clue bc she's never thought about gender. will not wear a dress, unlike her sister...it's not cool!

marcille - used magic at a young age to alleviate her huge dysphoria. her transition is responsible for none of the problems in her life, which just makes her even angrier. creates new problems to compensate for this (non)issue. deep voice. only other trans girls can reach her. simp 🙄

chilchuck - only a couple years into his transition, not handling it yet. manlet complex, ran away from his wife, claims he's divorced but she still likes his selfies and he's trying to figure out how to apologize. always passes but is so defensive regardless. yes, he can suck his o—

senshi - this guys the best. he's like 10 (times dwarf multiplier) years on T, he figured his life out before you knew you were trans. you wish he was your dad, he sort of is now. doesnt know a single thing about pop culture. top tier chaser

farlyn - sickly airheaded genius girl. wore a dress once as a child and refused to ever wear anything else. tried the femboy thing for a bit, realized her aptitude for nature and magic, transitioned. has softballed the trans thing to laius but she's too dumb. clocked marcille frame 1 and set her heart on that disaster...it worked. could have overcome her mind control but being a dragon is so euphoria inducing and she wants to impress her gf...once again, working.

izutsumi - aggressive babytrans nb who is so pretty and everyone loves despite their bad attitude. literally a catgirl what is there to say it's all there in the text dude. has the mean lesbian x girl tuxedo cat bond with marcille

kabru - extremely nb, sexy and beyond gender and being so annoying about it to their social advantage. has a new flirty answer every time someone asks the gender question. cycles thru presentations, is rly fond of the cropped hair. famous for hatching eggs, absolutely does not want to hatch laius' but here we are. one weakness: feminine angy helpless mages

misurn - agender, responds to all pronouns. he literally forgot that was a thing. used to wear extremely pretty feminine garb, to the delight and dismay of her loyal simps company... showed kabru old photos, caused critical psychic damage. secretly experiences just a tiny bit of euphoria when kabru refers w it/its. "why does kabru call you babygirl"

thistle - transitioned before this world even came into being and is making it everyones problem. was born, molded in the discourse, cant turn it off for even a second. their arguments are fully nonsensical but their destructive power is unparalleled. block them.

[evansbby]

Girl I was literally one of your first likes but I couldn't respond right after I read it because I was running late for my lecture. But this is what I think of the latest POYT chapter

IT WAS AWESOME : 11/10

1) For the first time I did not hate Steve and was actually hurt when he hurt in the very end. It was as if I had the mark and I could literally visualize him being hurt seeing Omega being taken away just after she's aid yes to marrying him, after he told her he loved her and after she told him she was pregnant. That's absolutely devastating.

2) I STAN OMEGA. The way the girl finally let her real emotions out this time. For once her inner Omega was stiffened by her other feelings. Each time she hit him for each of his bs was so so so stress busting. Fr she was under so much pressure. I am so happy she finally put herself first and stood up for herself. The way Steve treated her was absolutely unacceptable.

3) FUCK OFF BUCKY. Tf is wrong with you?! What kind of sick person leaves a girl out in pouring rain and laughs? The audacity he had to think Omega would cheat. It doesn't only show how bad of a friend he is but also how low he thinks of Omega. You really think she would be unfaithful to Steve because he did that to her? And even if she was - trust me lad - not happening with you out of all the people. Fucking knob. I wish Steve threw him out of the house.

4) Even tho Sam was shitty throughout the series seeing him sincerely apologize was kinda nice and sweet. Made me break into a little smile between all the angst.

5) Peter, baby ik you're heart's in the right place, but respectfully ...... piss off. Not happening. Also hilarious that he's the one GRIPPING Omega and dragging her away. WHY CANT THESE BOYS LEARN A BIT ABOUT ✨️CONSENT✨️

6) Jensen getting to play was so sweet, now all he needs is some nice company who actually treats him well.

7) As a reader I want to feel like a part of the story, I DID. IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME. I felt as if I, myself was in that poytverse. I saw Omega cry and imagined Steve sketching her at night in the dim moonlight when her skin glows and she's so peaceful and finally looks like an angel cause she is one. I felt the love, I felt the rage and I felt the hurt. There was so much that I can't even begin to comment on everything. I bet I missed out a lot but I really wish I got to comment on each and every line.

It was everything I imagined and more. It was so well written, love. Honestly, it probably made my entire week and will get me through my hectic schedule. I also recommended it to my best friend and I Def think she'll love this too.

Btw, the I love you and I am pregnant at the football game after they won the game - straight out of a fairytale. It think Steve might truly deserve Omega now. And the one where he exposed his neck for her to mark - MADE ME SO WEAK.

Ok I should stop now or else I'll get carried on-

~A <3

ooof bestie so many opinions!!! firstly thank you so much for reading, ily😩💕 lemme answer them in order!

1. Poor Stevie😩 finally poured his heart out (as much as someone as heartless as him can) and it was all thrown back in his face when his omega left him. His perfect life — future wife, baby, everything — was ripped away from him and I wonder how sadistically he will react to that🤔

2. Yassss omega finally let Steve have it! I wanted to write this for all of us, bc all my readers have hated how she was treated — so i was hoping it would be super satisfying to see her voicing her frustrations!

3. Bucky is kind of delusional… I guess he just can’t seem to grasp that Steve got to omega first. He’s insulted that she’s not interested in him — bc he’s slowly becoming obsessed with her😮‍💨 her rejection insulted him so much that he not only locked her out in the rain, but he also twisted her arm painfully😭😭 the villain of poyt, and we haven’t seen the last of him!

4. Sam showing signs of maturity! But also… omega didn’t forgive him and she doesn’t have to hehe.

5. Unfff exactly!! All these boys need to chill and give omega some space to figure things out for herself!! 😤😤😤

6. Jensen played well!! I didn’t write it in the chapter, but he played well and even Steve was begrudgingly impressed. Not nearly as good as Bucky would’ve been tho.

7. Oh bestie, as a writer this is so lovely to hear!! All I wanna do is make sure my writing invokes some kind of emotion within the reader, so I’m so so so happy that you felt that when reading!! Thank you so much!💕💕😌

[yourmidnightlover]

i totally lost the ask bc i forgot to put it in my drafts, BUT i remembered which prompts were requested.

this one was kind of a challenge, so i LOVED it.

MINORS DNI

kiss list #5: kissing as an interruption

smut #8: mirror sex

fluff #5: “you smell really nice”

CW: fucking in front of a mirror (duh.), unprotected sex, penetrative sex, fingering, hate sex?, it’s kinda enemies to lovers. *let me know if i missed anything*

it had been yet another new years celebration at rossi’s mansion. another new years where spencer’s pining over what seems to be so untouchable, unattainable. you.

for what spencer would recall as ages, but was actually 3 years, he has been in love with you. he’s in love with the occasional nose scrunches. he’s in love with the way you gently bite your lip when you’re in concentration. he’s in love with your voice, the gentle, soft sounds it produces. he’s so in love with you he can’t say a thing.

in fact, he’s never said a thing to you.

ever.

over time, you had developed a theory that spencer reid simply didn’t like you. at all. he would stare at you until you would look at him, making him break his eye contact. he would never even say a word to you unless it was a random statistic or for a case.

but that was just because spencer was nervous. how was he supposed to approach a girl like you? just walk up to you and say hi? no.

while he’s dressed in a suit and mask, thanks to rossi’s masquerade themed party, he notices a woman waltz in with a beautiful gown, her eyes and the top of her face covered my a matching mask. spencer knew all eyes were on this mysterious person, and he couldn’t help but feel drawn to them.

still, he couldn’t approach her.

or could he?

he was wearing a mask. why wouldn’t he be able to?

she wouldn’t be able to recognize him.

and maybe he needed this girl to help him get over you - that train has clearly left long ago.

using all the courage he could muster up, he approached this woman with a feigned confidence.

once he had gotten closer to her, he had realized she must’ve been there for a while, the faint smell of alcohol wafting from her breath when she greets him.

“hi!” she says with a smile wider than he’d seen in a long time.

“he-hello,” he stutters already, suddenly wondering how he’d manage to maintain confidence long enough to even talk to you.

“my name is - shit,” she stumbled over her dress, effectively falling forward and latching onto spencer’s arms to secure herself.

“what a lovely name,” he chuckled as a blush grew on his cheeks.

“no! shit isn’t my name,” she giggled as she let her head rest on his chest. “wow, you smell really nice,” she says as she let herself be overwhelmed by his scent.

“oh… thank you,” he whispered. “you smell nice, too,” vanilla, he thought.

“you’re cute,” she pulled back enough to poke his cheekbone with a smile. “like a model.”

“you-i’m not very cute when standing next to you,” he tried to be smooth. “that wasn’t very good,” he laughed at himself. “i-what i meant was that you look… you’re very beautiful.”

“you can’t even see my face!” she argued, the smile remaining on her lips. “but thank you.”

“it’s no problem, truly,” he whispered softly.

“wait,” she suddenly seemed all-so-sober as the next couple of words left her mouth. “are you spencer?”

“wha-yes?” he nodded his head slowly.

“what the hell?!” she whisper-yelled before pulling him into the nearest room, which happened to be a bathroom. “what the fuck, reid?!”

“what? what did i do?!” he argued, not sure where anything went wrong as he took off his own mask.

until she took off her mask.

shit.

“y/n?” he mumbled, already knowing the answer.

“yes, y/n! fuck, reid!” she sighed exasperated.

“what’s the problem here?” he stepped back while she tried to compose herself.

“what’s the problem? what’s the problem?!” she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. “the problem is that you fucking hate me and decide to flirt with me at a party! what? you have to wait until i look presentable to want to even talk to me? i actually respected-no, i looked up to you before i came into the bau. i had read your manuscripts and theories and your inserts in newspapers. i was wanting to meet you once i finally realized my hard work had paid off, and i had made it into the bau. but no! the first day i met you, you wouldn’t even say fucking hello! it’s such an easy word! hel-lo! there! i just did it!” you chuckled once more, about to explode again. “god, i didn’t think adults could be as petty as you’ve been. you refuse to even talk to me unless it’s absolutely necessary. you only fucking stare at me until i look your way. why don’t y-“

and his lips were on yours.

in a moment of weakness, or maybe strength, spencer was able to face his fears of actually kissing the girl of his dreams.

and you let him.

at first, you were surprised. the shock was evident in the way she tensed up. spencer was about to pull away, accepting his defeat, before you finally kissed him back. your hands cupped his wrists that were firmly planted on your face as you inches your body closer to his own.

“i don’t hate you,” he breathed into your mouth as you both heaved for air that had been lost amongst the heat. “in fact,” he placed his leg between yours, noticing how a whine had left your lips, “it’s quite the opposite.”

“reid, please,” you tried to grind yourself down on his leg.

“ah-ah,” he chuckled. “if we’re doing this, you’re calling me by my first name.”

“spencer, come on,” you argued with the man, he finally obliged and rose his knee to meet your center. “fuck.”

“you like that? i can make you feel much more than just this,” he growled in your ear.

“please, anything,” you sighed, placing a kiss below his ear.

“come here,” he removed his leg, and in an instant it was replaced my his hand trailing up your leg, underneath your dress. “someone’s excited,” he announced once he felt how wet you were.

“shut up,” you sighed, gently biting down on his shoulder to keep yourself quiet.

“what was that, princess? did you tell me to shut up?” he teased, feeling you nod against his shoulder.

“‘m sorry,” you cried as his fingers entered your heat, quickly thrusting in and out. “oh my god, yes.”

“yea? maybe this’ll teach you to not tell me to shut up, huh, princess?” he chuckled against your ear as your body began relying on spencer to keep you upright.

“wha- oh my god, i’m so close,” your nails began digging into his clothes back as he drew you closer to your finish.

and right before you were over the precipice, he took his fingers out of your heat. a whine left your lips as your body chased his touch, bucking towards him for some type of relief.

“don’t tell me to shut up,” he warned once more.

“please. please,” you whined. “i’ll do anything, please, just…” you began kissing on his neck, gently sucking marks where your lips had been.

“what do you want, princess?” he asked, his hands trailing over your waist.

“you. please, i want you so bad,” you huffed. “please, inside me.”

“you want me inside you?” you nodded eagerly, pulling at his shirt before he pressed his lips back to yours.

he twisted the two of you so you were pressed against the counter, his front to your back.

“so, so bad,” you wiggled your ass so you could feel the bulge that had been forming in his pants.

“lucky for you,” he began unbuckling his belt, “i want this just as bad,” he let his hard cock rub along your folds before entering you.

“oh, shit,” you cursed under your breath, holding onto the counter for stability.

“fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned in your ear before pulling almost all the way out, his tip only inside before slamming back into you.

“spen-spencer,” you gasped out as he set a ruthless pace of slamming into you.

“what is it, sweet girl? you need more?” he saw the pathetic excuse of a nod from your head and reached his hand forward to grasp your hair rather than rub your clit. “too fucking bad. if you’re cumming on my dick, you’re coming from that alone.”

when he yanked your hair back, a pornographic moan was ripped from your throat. you were able to look yourself in the eyes as the man who you thought hated you was fucking you into oblivion. you were more than grateful that the alcohol had worn off so you could remember this moment forever, although not as good as his own eidetic memory.

“you like watching me fuck you, princess?” he lent down in your ear to whisper. “you look so fucking good like this, don’t you think?”

“ye-yes,” you sighed before he let his forehead rest on your shoulder, allowing his hips to plow into you at a relentless pace as his other hand snakes between your legs to pull them further apart.

“there we go,” he chuckled at the deeper angle he was able to reach, places that were untouched inside of you. “you gonna come?”

“please, oh my god, please!” you broke eye contact with him in the mirror to take a breath before he yanked your hair back.

“then fucking do it,” he growled in your ear. “come all over my dick, baby.”

“oh my-fuck!!” he felt your pussy fluttering around his member as he fucked you through your orgasm, helping him near his own.

“shit, so fucking good,” he moaned in your ear. “where do you want it?”

“inside. inside, please inside of me,” you begged him once more.

“want me to fill you up?” he looked up to see you looking at him with pure lust… and maybe something more before he came inside of you.

as he fucked his cum back into you, the both of you could hear fireworks going off in the background.

“happy new year, spencer,” you chuckled before he pulled out and fixed your underwear.

“happy new year, y/n,” he smiled before gently grasping your face and pulling you in for yet another kiss.

here’s to a happy new year and many more with what you’ve come to find is the love of your life.

[quidfree]

Very important question(s): Did Francis and Richard enjoy the show "Frasier"? Did they get into an overlong discussion on who is Niles and who is Frasier? Did Judy have an "E! Hollywood True Story" filmed but scrapped due to the amount of illegal drugs done on film? Did Francis every make sure to wear the pince nez whenever he messed up because he knew Richard had a soft spot for them? The people have a right to know!

lmao okay in order

i don’t think francis actually watches tv until, like, montreal. remember this is the group of fuckheads who don’t even go to the movies. television is just so everyman. 

richard does both but also not very often, except when living with someone who does. back in hampden post-henry when he was hanging out with judy et cie he probably watched a lot of bad tv though.

i do think that budgeted domesticity and a pre-extant television in the apartment cures both of them of the tv-shyness, because francis is great at languishing on sofas and television just kind of enables that behavior. richard’s less into the layabout lifestyle but he gets suckered in because he’s kind of touch-starved and francis is most touchy when he’s not really paying attention to his surroundings. 

they don’t follow any show exactly but they catch a lot of the same things by virtue of them being on at certain hours. francis watches sitcoms with morbid curiosity. richard hates this because francis will inevitably ask him in tones of vaguely disgusted intrigue if x y or z storyline can possibly be a real thing normal people do, as if richard is the voice of middle class america. if they do watch frasier with any regularity it’s probably because it’s generally more cynical than the average sitcom (neither of them can stomach friends). richard kind of enjoys frasier on an honest level but francis is the one who gets slightly obsessive over varying storylines when he spends too long cooped inside during winter.

judy would absolutely have an E! program/ movie/whatever, but i don’t think she’s actually the type to do drugs on-set, and i certainly don’t think anyone in hollywood in the 90s would give a shit about backstage drug-use. imo she’s really pretty well-liked professionally because she’s savvy to what the audience wants and she delivers without being difficult to the crew, maybe because she’s been on their side of things before. plus her off-camera bitching is mostly without venom and about more or less reasonably annoying things. remember that judy is extremely gum-popping californian in vermont; in california her idiosyncrasies are banal. mostly i think her biggest issues career-wise are in her contentious relationship with celeb gossip rags, because subtle is not especially judy, and paparazzi are parasites. and she has a lot of rivalries.

when people he doesn’t want to be mad at him are mad at him francis lacks the strategic mindset to do anything but wilt and bluster, so i don’t think he’d be shoving on pince-nez and switching to french so easily. however, when francis is aware that someone may get mad at him in the future and hopes to avoid this, he is absolutely a scheming jackass who will exploit any weakness to avoid repercussions, so yes, it absolutely happens. since francis where i left him has literally read richard’s journals, i’m sure he has an even greater range of weapons at his disposal- for as repressed as richard is i’m sure some of his written musings are accidentally revealing to the trained eye. richard hates it because he’s a massive sucker for it. it’s like even when he knows what’s happening and makes this known francis will just go *shrug* “is it working” which in itself is just weirdly frustrating/charming enough that richard finds it really hard to stay angry. francis takes a secret profound pleasure from this fact bc for as much as he flees any sign of deeper feelings he thinks it’s cute that richard Likes him (his brain is a complex place).

the court hopes these answers are to the people’s satisfaction.